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    JINZONINGEN 73

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    Honestly, I really don't know what is going on with my dreams. You see, originally I was really not very conscious that I was in them, but in the last few years my dreams have become lucid - now I not only know I'm in them, but every time I dream I seem to make at least one reference to someone that "this is just a dream."

    I, just for the heck of it and to test my theory, "asked" to be able to do that.

    However there's NOTHING stopping you from giving your subconscious self commands like these to work on without realizing it. The reason you opened yourself up to do this could be so abstract you may never know. And that's okay.

     

    The problem is, even though I'm fully aware of my dreams while I'm having them, I still have very little control. The most I'm usually able to do is to guide my actions somewhat, but not in a way that I'm fully in control. And I have absolutely NO control on the actual environments I'm in.

    Well, here's the big question...

    Is that bad?

    I mean, what would you be doing if you HAD a little control?

    What would you be doing if you had FULL control?

    It'd stop being a dream, that's what... like pausing a movie you're watching and then sitting there with a pad and paper to write the ending.

     

    And that sounds boring.

     

    Likewise, if dreams are supposedly a tricky way of the brain adding things to your character by sending you a surreal letter... total control over it's presentation would be like not reading the letter.

     

    And that's terrible.

     

    So, just go where it takes you without fighting it too much.

     

    Yeah, I dunno why my dreams are so weird. Maybe it's because of the disorder that I have, or maybe it's because my mind is usually very active before I go to sleep. Oh well, at least my dreams are somewhat enjoyable.

     

    I'm not sure what disorder you speak of, but the body certainly seems to play on vivid or limp-wristed dreaming.

    For instance... PIZZA. With a belly full of the stuff BOOM. ...Bigtime dreams.

     

    Now what the heck DIGESTION IN THE STOMACH has to do with freaking dreaming in the head, man, be my guest.

     

    Though it sounds like your subconscious self might be trying to tell you something. Maybe the sluggishness is it saying you're not moving fast enough... and with the ever-changing stuff going on, it might mean "not moving fast enough in the direction of knowing who you are, where you are, or what you want".

    Abstract, yes, but...

     

    With these dreams I've been writing down here, I've told myself to focus less on yelling in my ear that they're dreams and more on simply REMEMBERING them.

    Which is more cool?

    Having a dream you were able to control and exit, or having a dream you can type up for all to see?

     

    Yeah, exactly lol. I could certainly do both, but why risk it by stacking a (pointless) command atop another, y'know?

     

     

     

    Turaga Dlakii

    Posted

    Ran Ran Ran Ran

    RanRanRan RanRan

    Ran Ran Ran Ran

     

    Ran Ran Ruuuuuuuuuuuu!

     

    I think their food is both hideous and yet yummy.

    And inexpensive.

    And that as long as their website clearly showcases their previous, current and following Happy Meal toys, I'm good with it (no matter how insane the rest of it is).

     

    ::posts pic of maternal Ronald and is instantly banned::

    ChocolateFrogs

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    How funny is it that Lego says purple is dead, but it's still showing up in new sets?

    Maybe they heard a million voices cry out in agony?

     

    I like those "Build Your ARMY!!!" packs.

     

    Look at that Stormtrooper one... you buy it for like 11-12bucks and can then turn around and sell the black trooper on a site I cannot name for like 7.

     

    It's like... really cheap sets. : p

     

    JINZONINGEN 73

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    Had a dream awhile ago where me and someone else had a toy spacefighter for action figures. We had two action figures in the cockpit area side by side. The dream had other stuff going on, but the long and short of that arc was that SOMEONE had swapped out one of the tame, boring, human figures for a slightly more beastly one. It seemed we understood it was somehow done by a person not from earth.

     

    A few days ago, I had a dream that picked that aspect of the other dream back up. The "other guy" (who was very much like Setsuna from Gundam 00) was serious and professional. Apparently, the figure had been put into the toy as a kind of message from some other race offworld. He put another "normal" human action figure in the cockpit and again, the next day there were swaps. At some point, either the US government or the aliens themselves brought him up into space where he was briefed quickly on how things work and how the fighter craft he was to pilot worked. There was SOME cultural exchange, but not a heck of a lot. It seemed if there WAS some kind of advanced culture, he was really only there to fight, which while calm and reserved, he was somewhat enthusiastic about. As I recall, he did get some quick enemy engagement time with some kind of enemy before being sent back to earth... and before me waking up.

     

    02/21/2009

     

    Seems it's my turn again at this particular dream place! Me being me, I was VERY interested in the action figures dealie. I took out a larger, more monster-like figure from the toy's cockpit, but left a pilot with a removable helmet in the other seat. Next day (or at least, "later"), there was now a duplicate pilot sitting next to mine lol.

    (The pilot figures both supposedly "meant" something, possibly the alien's true appearance... like a human except for what I think were 2 teensy horns on their head, so tiny they could probably use a human's helmet.)

     

    This swapping went on some time when finally I expressed (To who? Not sure.) to someone that I was interested in going where the other guy had gone, so I could help them fight.

    I'm brought there soon after by a beam.

     

    So I'm here at this makeshift, cratery moon base these guys have, only everything's not going all slick like it had when the dream had the other guy as the star lol.

    I'm still wearing my junky clothes, no one's really doing anything to acquaint me with how things run, or the enemy, or ANYTHING.

    I go into a very mall store-looking structure alongside the base (which has assorted typed of terrestrial and space vehicles mobilized). In one of the white rooms, there's T-shirts displayed on the wall like you'd see in a hot topic store. There were youthful aliens there, dressed up in 80's punk getup, all of them. They seemed to know I was some invited off-worlder, but they were too much getting into the "attitude" of 80's punkers to bother helping me be treated like I was there lol.

    I got the impression that the store was a total sham... just a facsimile of culture on earth used to teach these aliens a little bit about us. I also got the impression their appearance was fake too, modified in some quick and easy way (Horns hidden maybe? More?) to avoid having to bother any "guests" with the time-wasting task of assimilating that these people are aliens. Done less to keep an earthling at ease, more to save time, for they were just there to fight and only kept people about as long to do as much.

     

    I wanted 2 things... to locate the flight suits area so I could be that much closer to being as cool as the LAST guy who was in this dream place and to also get around to studying the whole action figure thing that was going on.

    (There was some kind of brief, ongoing communication between me and earth... no idea what it was about.)

     

    I don't think I ever got into space, but I did find my way back to their base of space operations. However, I was given or chose to fight at their world instead.

    And fighting was weird, done remotely at times. ...Probably a means of not showing humans too much. (Again, maybe to save time or perhaps they weren't truly the "innocent" party.)

     

    I had a digital map of the main landmass where this war was going on. It had very 8-bit, cartoony head representations of what was their successful footholds as well as the (far less, but growing) territorial footholds of this enemy. I made some military decisions of some sort, ones that ENTIRELY avoided conflict towards a skirmish on the upper part of the map.I thought it was funny it was called a "war" when both sides were so peaceful as to somewhat allow an enemy encampment to just pop up right next to theirs.

    I have NO idea what the "laws" of this fight were like, but they were anything but straight-forward physical force.

     

    At some point I wound up back at the base and went to another (1 of 2?) of these "store" looking units, right next to the first one. This one was more an attempt at a convenience store layout, but like the clothes place, I believe the walls and most products were white and that there were no ceilings, possibly just an environment of "air" sustained through a weird bubble of some sort, like magnetics or something. AAAAnyway, among all the boring junk was... ah ha! The toy section!

    It was a bit of a letdown though. There were no action figures (darn it). There was only 2 kiddy-looking robots on the shelf, both sitting in that shallow box type packaging in an L shape. They seemed IDENTICAL, except one had gray upper legs and such where the other was more white. It was a simple toy with a robot that looks a lot like Clank from Ratchet and Clank, except hunched over.

    His main body was just a block, but he had a moving arm and turning head / moving jaw... maybe light-up eyes.

     

    It was junky... I knew it would be. I pressed a button to hear it's phrases. First, with a HORRIBLE, run-down battery voicebox type way, "Jiiiiinzo Niiiiiingeeeeen".

    <__<

    Seems me and the other guy were mildly celebrities in some way. Go fig.

    I totally forget the second phrase it said.

    The third phrase it spoke more clearly... and it said it fast, in fast-talking comedian kind of way.

    It was an AD! It was like, "Go to (I forget) dot com for your (forgot this too) needs! I mean come on where ELSE you gonna' go!?!"

    I played it a second time and again was bored with it's terrible voice feature execution.

    I replayed it's first message of saying my name but was just like, "Oh HECK with this!" and exited... a little burned I never found the rest of the action figures.

     

    I was going to do more cultural observing, but was back home before I knew it.

     

    That was pretty much the end.

    Nikira

    Posted

    That blows. I hate it when illnesses you think you'll burn through in a day or two wind up going into a second week (and freaking one out).

     

    Wonder if it's something diet related. Just recently discovered "healthy" soy products are just non-food materials packaged as such to suckers. *sigh*

    Phyoohrii

    Posted

    The problem with opinions is LARGELY based on past experiences.

     

    One who hasn't seen enough movies in their life will think something is groundbreaking territory.

     

    One who's seen TOO many movies in their life know exactly what to expect, who the creators are ripping off, what to expect from the music, etc etc...

     

    It's all very scientific.

    mercenary vahki

    Posted

    it went chikit chikit chikit

     

    I was young and was walking in the woods with a gold bootleg metal Dairugger XV figure. I was playing with it atop a giant rock, but then dropped one of the diecast pieces on the ground. I found it, put it back in his leg, then noticed how NICE it was where I was. I layed down and used another rock as a pillow and a tree as a backboard.

     

    I conked out, probably for a half hour and woke up to find not even 5 inches from my face a squirrel upside down with reddish fur. I was like, "What the!" and he barked a gruff, throaty "RYAAARP! RYAAARP!" right in my face, scaring the HECK out of me. He promptly turned himself upwards and shot up the tree.

     

    But "chikit"? I dunno... lol.

     

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