Dreamed I tried to go fishing with my favorite pastor but when I got on the boat it sunk.  Then the worms sunk.  The only thing that stayed a float was the fishing rod.

I had the weirdest trans* dream last night.

It was the usual dream nonsense as well as a replay of an earlier dream, but the weirdness came about at the end. I dreamt I was going to this big concert/party with all my friends except we were all transformers. Like giant robots that turn into cars: transformers. But I had just gone through a procedure so that I would turn into a plane instead of a car. And this big party was when I was going to come out to all my friends and be like "I'm a plane, not a car!". They were all so happy then we went to this party and then I woke up.

Dreamed I was with the Payday gang and was wearing Wolf's mask (though he still had his same mask).  We were robbing first national bank and some of the people were scared but a select few were not when we tried to calm them down.  I placed my hand on one girl's shoulder and she turned on a radio and started dancing.  I danced with her and felt the urge to grab her bottom twice and she liked it.  Then I felt a power urge to pin her to the floor and to insert myself inside of her.  Then I realized I didn't have a penis so I left her alone to finish the banking job with the guys.  Well after we were finished, it seemed like more civilians were coming in.  There was a girl and a guy talking about Jesus Christ and asking us if we were Christians (such the wrong timing lol!)  Chains said he wasn't while Wolf and I said yeah.  I think Dallas and Horton just walked off.  Well after that the bank turned into a Dollar General and there was a long line and several people noticed me and called out my name and I started to get scared that I would go to jail since they noticed me.  One guy asked me what number was on the mask I had since it was part of the collector's edition of the game (which it so wasn't) and it was the number 36.  So I eventually saw a Payday 2 Collector's edition at the Dollar Store and thought "wow, this should be cheaper since it's being sold here, right?" Wrong!  It was still $60 and the mask was not the mask I was wearing.  I figured I should get out the store before the police finds me and by doing that I told myself I needed to wake up to escape prision lol.

for the third time i dreamt i was the 'seeker' in 'legend of the seeker' TV series (been watching it recently) all other characters were the same. in the first dream i was describing what a 'confessor' is to some king, the second was quite adventurous and we blew up a whole daharren camp with missiles and i drove my sword through darken rahl and killed him (which the seeker in the real story couldn't do). in the third and the latest dream a 'sister of dark' had taken the souls of Cara and Khalan into herself and another sister of dark had taken Zed's and Darken Rahl's and they didn't know what to do 'cos there were too many souls in one body! i had to keep them all safe all alone.

i had like a thousand dreams in one lol

Dreamed there was some posionous and large spiders and spider webs around so I disenigrated them with a plasma cutter

Next dream I dreamed my father and I were working with a biological terrorist group and I was left with a task of injecting Uroboros into two of four victims for testing.  It was three causasian females and one indian female.

our school recently got a new principal and i dreamt that she had completely remodelled the school and its buildings. i first liked it, but i found where my class was and i had to climb down a very steep staircase to get there. i'm not usually afraid of heights but in the dream i didn't have the guts to climb down. then i wanted to use the washroom and found one, but the stalls were too tiny to get in. so i went here and there looking for washrooms and found plenty, but for some reason i fail to use each of them. on my way i confront a murder of a girl by drawing a knife through her, and a girl attempting suicide by hanging. i save her and her family lets me use their washroom. i go in but the latch is not working properly, but i go to use it anyway. then that girls father happens to be a pervert watching through the door. i scream. then i woke up and found that i actually had a serious need to use the washroom.

Dr Tara from Sons of Anarchy caught Tig and me having it off in the back of her Cutlass and was screaming at us both while punching and kicking us for messing up her car.

Dreamed i was doing a cosplay of Jeice and was posing like him.

I had a dream where, through circumstances I won't discuss here because they make me very uncomfortable, I really hated someone I actually don't hate in real life. Then we went through an anomaly like in Primeval and got trapped in the future where we had giant robots that we used to fight giant monsters like in Pacific Rim.

Shantel I've never been in a war but I've been in some stuff I don't like to think about and it's hard and I feel you. You can make it go away all you want in the day and then sometimes it comes out of the blue to show itself in sleep.

Lately I haven't remembered any coherent dreams, just bits and pieces of annoyance at being misgendered and a lot of fear that my ankle is still open or is stapled shut and the staples are falling out and Leah is coming at me and I don't think she understands what pain means and I can't get away.

Gender issues in the social aspects of my dreams and grisly body problems in the more primal parts.

Quote from: Felix on September 19, 2013, 09:31:14 PM
Shantel I've never been in a war but I've been in some stuff I don't like to think about and it's hard and I feel you. You can make it go away all you want in the day and then sometimes it comes out of the blue to show itself in sleep.

Lately I haven't remembered any coherent dreams, just bits and pieces of annoyance at being misgendered and a lot of fear that my ankle is still open or is stapled shut and the staples are falling out and Leah is coming at me and I don't think she understands what pain means and I can't get away.

Gender issues in the social aspects of my dreams and grisly body problems in the more primal parts.

We all have our own little wars and combat episodes of different but very real sorts don't we though?

Quote from: Shantel on September 20, 2013, 10:46:21 AM
We all have our own little wars and combat episodes of different but very real sorts don't we though?

Yeah I guess whatever a person's life has been it still has its best parts and its worst parts.

I dreamed last night that an old friend showed up and I was so happy to see him but then he wouldn't stop using my old name. I woke up trying to do the math (not math really) on whether it would be better to keep hanging around after the awkwardness or if I should just give up on those particular groups of people.

It was awesome to notice it was just a dream.

Felix.. In this dream was the person who showed up someone you grew up with? I ask only as a man who has a close friend with whom I grew up with who has been transitioning to female, I still often have to catch myself from calling her by her old name and I feel horrible about it. I'm probably the only one around her that has been supportive, but sometimes it's just instinct. However, I know it really upsets her when she recognizes that I almost call her by the other name.

Quote from: r.blaine.85 on September 21, 2013, 12:27:09 AM
Felix.. In this dream was the person who showed up someone you grew up with? I ask only as a man who has a close friend with whom I grew up with who has been transitioning to female, I still often have to catch myself from calling her by her old name and I feel horrible about it. I'm probably the only one around her that has been supportive, but sometimes it's just instinct. However, I know it really upsets her when she recognizes that I almost call her by the other name.

I didn't grow up with anybody (I'd know people for a year or so before we'd move) but this was a person I was very close to as a young adult, when my daughter was little. He was a guy who used to play chess and drink coffee, who dressed in black war fatigues every day and stockpiled survival gear even though his main enemies were just taxes and noisy neighbors.

I miss him very much, but he was pretty nasty with me after my daughter was sexually assaulted. He knew we were leaving and he wanted to scavenge our stuff, and I told him he could have the furniture but not the computers, because one was police evidence and the other belonged to UAB. He was...not notable or all that much different than anybody else in context. Still. The horror of loved ones is all echoes and scars.

There are people that I misgender because I knew them pre-transition. It takes some finesse and awareness and self-control to be correct and respectful. I feel awful when I screw up and I know it makes them feel bad.

Quote from: Felix on September 21, 2013, 01:02:55 AM
I didn't grow up with anybody (I'd know people for a year or so before we'd move) but this was a person I was very close to as a young adult, when my daughter was little. He was a guy who used to play chess and drink coffee, who dressed in black war fatigues every day and stockpiled survival gear even though his main enemies were just taxes and noisy neighbors.

I miss him very much, but he was pretty nasty with me after my daughter was sexually assaulted. He knew we were leaving and he wanted to scavenge our stuff, and I told him he could have the furniture but not the computers, because one was police evidence and the other belonged to UAB. He was...not notable or all that much different than anybody else in context. Still. The horror of loved ones is all echoes and scars.

There are people that I misgender because I knew them pre-transition. It takes some finesse and awareness and self-control to be correct and respectful. I feel awful when I screw up and I know it makes them feel bad.

I'm very sorry to hear that about your daughter and your strained relationship with this person. He sounds at the very least like an interesting individual despite his shortcomings. If I may be so bold to ask, whereabouts was this? I run into similar type people all of the time in and around Dupont Cirlce in Washington D.C.. old army fatigues, playing chess all day that is, I don't pretend to know what kind of person this man was on the inside..

Quote from: r.blaine.85 on September 21, 2013, 01:16:27 AM
I'm very sorry to hear that about your daughter and your strained relationship with this person. He sounds at the very least like an interesting individual despite his shortcomings. If I may be so bold to ask, whereabouts was this? I run into similar type people all of the time in and around Dupont Cirlce in Washington D.C.. old army fatigues, playing chess all day that is, I don't pretend to know what kind of person this man was on the inside..

Birmingham, Alabama. If you know anybody there, ask about Becca and Leah, or Becca and Lindsay, or Becca and Billy. We stood out like bloody thumbs and were as social as we could be without participating in nightlife or going to church much.

I think how he was on the inside was essentially decent. Bad stuff catches good people off guard.

Quote from: Felix on September 21, 2013, 01:27:34 AM
Birmingham, Alabama. If you know anybody there, ask about Becca and Leah, or Becca and Lindsay, or Becca and Billy. We stood out like bloody thumbs and were as social as we could be without participating in nightlife or going to church much.

I think how he was on the inside was essentially decent. Bad stuff catches good people off guard.

I've only traveled through Birmingham, and do have friends in Montgomery. Without over generalizing, I must say that even I found the people in that region accepting only of similar mindsets. I think the whole southern hospitality thing is limited. That notwithstanding, your story intrigues me... I don't want to pry or monopolize this thread so feel free to message me if you'd like... You couldn't be more right about how 'bad stuff catches good people off guard.' But how they handle it is a good measure of character..

To have a little background i don't dream often, so this dream i had is very rare.

I dreamed of being in my perfect body, a purple and black anthro dragoness, and walking along with my perfect pet, a tamed female lion. It was night and i was looking around me happily, talking to a few others as i loved on my pet, just a happy night, for me to have that kinda night right now would be amazing, but impossible.

Dreamed I was a lunatic that enjoyed killing but I couldn't tell if it was video game or real life.  I had killed some people and dismembered them and asked my sister to hide the bodies in the shed.  I was hoping in the dream that it was a video game because after I promised not to kill people again, I decided to get on a roof and snipe someone's head.