03-17-2006, 06:53 AM | #61 | |
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Actually, I think it was one particular movie where I *really* disliked him. I can't remember which one it was, and that impression stuck. However, I liked the scene in that one movie where the Borg are on the ship, and he shoots them with the machine gun from the Holodeck (because the forceshield can't adjust to bullets). That scene was great. The original version, I think. Also, the intro that goes with it is awesome. And the Borg were kind of omni-present in Voyager, what with Seven-of-Nine and those Borg-Kids (I don't remember how long they stayed actually) around most of the time. -
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I had a dream last night that I was walking up a huge staircase that was covered in shit. I wonder what an interpreter would have to say about that.
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03-17-2006, 07:17 AM | #64 | |
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Don't get me wrong, I like your analogy, and we could even move on to using Plato's shadow-cave allegory, but it wouldn't get us much further, as it's just so damn subjective and inmeasurable. I totally understand your scepticism though, hell I wasn't even sure of it myself the morning after, but my friend reassured me it fit the desciption of a lucid dream to the letter. Ofcourse all these new-age pseudo-scientific books on the subject don't help, but seriously, there are things (especially in our cerebral area) that science possibly may never be able to fully comprehend, even in thousands of years (however unlikely that may seem; our brains are made up of tens of billions of connections, a cluster of a cluster of a cluster of supercomputers wouldn't even begin to approach our brain's capabilities). I mean, I already have difficulty with the fact that there are more connections in my brain than stars in the galaxy. Perhaps though, one day (in a galaxy far far away ), man will have fully explained the brain and all its marvels. |
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03-25-2006, 05:17 PM | #68 |
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This dream is a little bit sporadic. It began like this: I had just obtained a job at Subway. It was my first day; after which I decided to drive my car around the parking lot and admire all the excellent cars. Suddenly an overbearing alarm sounded and I was swiftly informed there was a "lock-down" set in motion. Security guards armed with electronic, handheld, fingerprint scanners scanned me to make sure of my identity and then ushered me down a tunnel. I distinctly remember that it took me 14 tries to have my fingers placed in exactly the right position before the scanner actually worked. Anyway through the tunnel I went. Emerging from the darkness I wandered into a moderately sized front-yard. There were many others who, just like me, looked fairly unimpressed with the turn of events. It was pretty obvious that everyone was secretly looking for a way out. Suddenly a group of trainers busted out of the house and began giving us a run-down on different methods to increase efficiency. After this, they pushed and shoved us onto a train and told us that we were going on a training camp.
I sat next to a beautiful girl and we soon started talking about our interests, etc. After a long, long train ride we stopped in the forest. I hopped out of the train with my new friend and we walked over to where the trainers were congregating, which just happened to be in front of a huge cliff. Suddenly a guy with cuts and bruises jumped out of a bush and started yelling at us to get out while we still can. He then turned and hurdled himself off the cliff. A second group of trainers emerged from the scrub, these ones armed with all sorts of weapons. A rocket launcher was fired from across the other side of the cliff and we all ducked and ran back to the train. With everyone aboard, including the new gun-totting trainers, the train departed. I made multitudes of escape-runs, none of which work. I also got the impression that most of the girls didn't like me. I also became paranoid that my new best friend didn't really like me either. The armed trainers took us to a house, in which we were guarded 24/7. After a few hours of being watched over I informed one of the trainers that I needed to use the toilet and opened a nearby door to find a room completely filled with water. Realizing this was my only chance at freedom I closed the door and swam up to the ceiling to find a window. I opened the window and pried away the protective fly screen (The waterline fell just below the window). A man entered the room and raised his gun toward me. I became aware that there was no water and I fell back down to the ground and winced around on the ground in pain for a while. Then they started handing us all weapons and telling us we had to fight. A semi came down the street and loading things onto the train. Then we left... I woke up. |
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I dreamt something this morning again:
"Knife-Throwing Flesh-Eating Zombies, Is there anything that can't be solved with them? They're one of the things that make coming to work worthwhile!" says Raini Cortala the (apparently mad) scientist. The lab is on stilts (the outside appearance of the building reminds me of my school. White walls, flat roof, with some sun yellow and dark blue in some parts of the window frames and doors.), and the door is reached by a thin walkway made of pipes parallel to the wall. There are less and less pipes as you get to the wall. Cortala has only one arm (the right one), and thus trouble to unlock the door with the key. He asks me to open it instead. I unlock the door, open it, and he nimbly climbs into the room. "Wait, I'll have to turn on the lasers. I'll be right back." I try to climb in, but am approached by the Zombies. Raini is taking his time to turn on the lasers, and soon I am hanging on the single pipe of the walkway by the door. Then my dream ends. There was more, but I forgot to write it down on time. I wanted to write it down, but then waited one second too long, I guess. I blame myself for dawdling, because I think the rest of the dream was familiar. -
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06-04-2006, 07:32 AM | #70 |
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my dream had cars...I was in some crappy car game that had bad controls.
Also at some point I guzzled down a can of cider in my dream and I woke up with a hang over
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06-04-2006, 09:40 AM | #71 |
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I just remembered that there was also snow in my dream. As high as the car roofs. But around the lab, it was grey winter weather, without snow.
Oh, and though I was dangling by the walkway, I could have just stepped down onto the hilltop. But for some reason I thought I should not do that. -
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I have these short, vivid dreams that make no sense at all. Last night I dreamt that I and two of my friends (whos names rhymes, that was important for some reason) walked around on Manhattan with a map, looking for Rodeo Drive and Hollywood Boulevard.
Do you think it means anything?
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06-06-2006, 08:26 AM | #73 |
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Perhaps that you have an idealized impression of the US and that the gritty reality won't measure up to your preconceptions?
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06-06-2006, 08:27 AM | #75 |
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That you're actually some kind of knife-wielding maniac?
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06-06-2006, 08:29 AM | #76 |
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Is this a dagger I see before me?
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06-06-2006, 08:33 AM | #77 |
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Maybe she just likes steak?
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06-06-2006, 11:44 AM | #78 |
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I want to know how I can wake up with a hangover after dreamming of getting drunk...seriously is there some sort of medical explination or something?
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06-06-2006, 11:47 AM | #79 |
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