No way, this is awesome. You’re awesome.
I was on a ship, but the ship was in the middle of a strip mall parking lot, and yet.. still sailing somehow.. I was with my boyfriend and he and I were in ridiculous outfits. Imagine Captain Crunch-esque ensembles. (I don’t know..) He was steering the ship and I was looking through binoculars. He kept screaming that a storm was coming, and I told him I saw no storm. Sure enough, a storm came. I’m no weather girl. The ship was tossing in the pavement sea, and Greg fell overboard. He hit the pavement and disappeared as if he went underwater. I dove after him, but it turned into solid ground. I woke up after that.
“I don’t know, I’m just not used to it yet. Last week nobody liked me.” “Nobody liked me last week or this week and I seem to be doing just fine.” - Dialogue in a dream I had while napping earlier today.
My dream started where i was in this random apartment in a small town near where i live, I was sitting on the couch with David Combs(a.k.a Spoonboy) asking him about what he was up to and where he was living. And upon him telling me that he was currently couch hopping and squatting random places, I invited him to stay with me at my parents house. My parents having no knowledge of this soon realized that Spoonboy was living in our basement when he started showing up for breakfast every morning haha, then I wrote the greatest folk punk album ever made with Spoonboy in my basement…then my phone rang and I woke up
Submitted by ConnorGriffin
I dreamt I was kidnapped and taken to this horrible house by this big oaf guy, kind of like the guy from that videogame Haunting Ground. He had cuf off heads in random places and rotting shit everywhere, it was fucking gross. My friend stefan had already been kidnapped by him and escaped a few months ago, so he kept sneaking into the house and showing me secret tunnels and stuff. I finally almost escaped but somehow he got to my house and was hurting my family. Me, my dad, mom, sister, stefan, and my dog fought him and my mom like set him up and tortured him, it was weird. I was so exhausted from this that I took a shower. I came downstairs in my towel and looked outside and saw a guy stealing my cat! She was really a kitten though for some reason. The guy left his passanger side door open so I jumped in it, with nothing but a towel on. I kept trying to convince him to give me my cat back but he kept saying she was rare and was going to go sell her or something. Finally I started punchign him in the face, and we pulled up to a stoplight and he gave her back. I was walking home and walked by the guys house who kidnapped me and there was a show going on…I had to pee but I didn’t want to go inside the house so Stefan took me next door to the YMCA to pee. A bunch of ladies were in the locker room after their excersize class, and some kid snuck in and started taking pictures. He took pictures of me while I was peeing so I took his camera and for some reason I couldn’t delete them! I was real bummed and woke up angry as fuck.
We’re going to be making actual prints of the zine finally! 20 pages long!
You can send a couple bucks (well concealed cash please!) or trade me something for one! So if you want one e-mail me at: luci-bastos@hotmail.com and ill let you know what address to send the money/trade to!
Re-blog, we’ll make as many as we need to!
I had a dream that I was at my house (which looked like my boyfriends house) and in my backyard were a bunch of stones and pretty looking rocks. I walked over to the side of the house and saw a bunch of bright blue ones and just as I went over to pick one up, a giant white Bengal tiger walked up to me. Of course, really afraid I started to run away to the front of the house and it chased me inside to my bedroom.
The rest of the dream is a blur to me but I remember towards the end being in my mother’s bed, cuddling a Bengal tiger cub, and that there were a few other jungle animals in my dream.
For the past week I’ve been having the same dream each night.
I’m always standing in the middle of a creek in a forest, I don’t know where. It’s only familiar to me now because I’ve dreamed it so many times. But I just have this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach, like a premonition that I’ve become everything I’ve always been afraid I would become. That I’ve slipped back into an old and hurtful habit, that no one wants to be around me. And then I start to think that if I could just get out of the creek, I would feel better, but my feet won’t move because my brain is too preoccupied with all the dread that it can’t even begin to focus on movement. After a few minutes of struggling, screaming, crying…
I wake up.
I don’t remember much but i do remember being somewhere i’ve never been so i ran out and from the porch was this gorgeous white, sandy beach but then it all got really windy. too windy to even walk normally and i looked to my right to see the blackest clouds forming. there was a huge storm coming. so i go back inside.
I remember being chased around a lot but i don’t know why. and i don’t remember seeing anything or speaking anything of this sort but somehow i knew it was the devil and he wanted me.
Then i woke up very groggy on my couch and fell off onto the floor where i fell back asleep but i could still see myself [dream within a dream] and while i was laying asleep on the floor my body was being dragged to my bedroom to something that wanted me. while being dragged my conscious woke up but my body was paralyzed. i got to the doorway of my bedroom and saw something on my bed that terrified me but i don’t remember what it was. i abruptly woke up then and i was still cozy on my couch.
I had a dream the other night about a friend & I. We were on our way to a GaGa show, she dressed up like vintage GaGa and I dressed up like present GaGa. She picked us out of the crowd after her show & took us out for tea and cigarettes, it was amazing.
I had a dream that I was with one of my friends and we were riding dirtbikes around this lake. While we were riding we decided to take a different path through some trees and we ended up in a deserted looking town. For some reason i recognized it and realized that my the shop I get tattooed at is there. So we went to the shop and my tattoo artist was there waiting for me like I already had an appointment.
Confused, I sat down anyways and he brought out the piece he drew up for me. I absolutely hated it, and I kept asking him to change things on it and he seemed like he was getting really bummed out that I didn’t like his design. I was so confused because normally his drawings are amazing! So while he was drawing up a new design, me and my friend left.
When we left we were taken by these men who threw shovels at us and told us to dig up a shoe out of the ground that would be the shoe of a child we have to save from the cult in the town. He said we could only get one child, and they were both really scary. I dug up my friends pink moccasin and looked at her and told her I was supposed to save her. I don’t know what she dug up.
So we went to this house and these two little kids were upstairs really creepishly reading a book out loud to each other. These two cute little brainwashed girls. They kept telling us that we would never leave the town ever again. Me and my friend started getting really nervous and we tried to find out dirtbikes so we could leave.
The last thing I remember is being on my dirtbike on a muddy pathway trying to get it to go faster to get away from the men trying to catch us. It wasn’t working so I started peddling it like a bicycle and the mud was making me stick too much, then suddenly my dirtbike took off really quickly and I woke up.
I had this dream a while ago (March 5, 2010), and now I’m finally getting around to submitting it.
I was driving with my Dad to go pick up a car that some relative of ours had left us in their will. They had recently died, but I never knew who it was, or if they were even related to me in real life. We got to the car, which in my dream seemed to be located in the parking lot of a mall. It was an old style minivan, with sweet wood paneling on the sides, and was really rusted, possibly grayish in color. Inside the van, there were no seats except for the driver and passenger seats. However, in the back there was an assortment of weird stuff that people don’t usually carry around with them: boxes of thousands of marbles, a couple lawn chairs, and other junk.
After figuring out/cleaning out the stuff from the van, my Dad and I got in a began to drive home, which was a long way away; (this was a day long trip). We left my Dad’s car behind, for reasons I don’t know.
On the way home, on the side of the small highway or route that we were traveling on, I saw a paper sign that said something like “Show This Way” and an arrow. A little further down the road, I saw the beginning to a dark forest (at this time it was close to one in the morning or so). On the trees was carved “Defiance, Ohio” which is one of my favorite bands. (The carving seemed to be readable from only a certain angle, and covered a good part of 10 trees; it was large). This excited me, and my Dad pulled over and we got out.
Eventually, after walking through the woods for a few minutes, my Dad and I came upon a clearing in the forest (cheesy, I know, but it happened in the dream! It wasn’t just a typical round clearing though, it was odd shaped, so less cheesy). In this clearing there was a large bonfire and tons of people all around. Defiance, Ohio were playing somewhere off to the side, and people were eating what seemed to be tree bark that had been barbecued. (I tried it, it seemed pretty good for dream food).
After we discovered the clearing, people, and band, my Dad and I hung out there all night and met some swell dream people. It was cool because my Dad and I got to have fun in the woods with one of my favorite bands.
Also, after the dream was over and I woke up, a Defiance, Ohio song was playing on my CD player.
Submitted by Ben Krueger, Naugatuck, CT
Ego: “Hey.”
Me: “God?”
Ego: “No, this is your ego.”
Me: “My ego?”
Ego: “Yes.”
Me: “I’d rather it be God to be honest. Having my ego appear to me in the shape of my brain feels really narcissistic.”
Ego: “Shut up and listen.”
Me: “Okay.”
Ego: “Realizing your potential is far more scarier than realizing your limitations. Your potential is beyond what your eye can see, but it’s clear to me. The only difference is you may never reach your true potential.”
Me: “Are you sure you’re not God?”
Ego: “Yes you idiot, I’m you.”
Me: “That doesn’t sound like something I’d say.”
Ego: “That’s why I see your potential. And you don’t.”
and then I wake up.
Another dream: Andrew W.K played CT the other night (this is fact, not dream), but I stayed home because I had work in the morning. In my dream, every one of my friends who had gone to the concert got in my bed after the concert was over and kept partying. I started crying because I just wanted to go to sleep. I was also trying to tell my boyfriend that my arm hurt (my arm actually did hurt, it kept waking me up from the pain). But he wasn’t one of the people in my bed so I texted him. I actually woke up from the dream from a real text from him and he was talking about something different, so I realized that I had never texted him about my arm and convinced myself I sent it to someone else, and started crying becasue I didn’t know who I sent it to and all of these people were in my bed and I was just trying to sleep. I woke up in a panic and cried for a good 20 min. on the phone to my boyfriend, then realized it was all a dream. TERRIBLE!
Love, Madison Breuer; West Haven, CT
I also had a dream that my neighbor’s son went missing, so the entire neighborhood was trying to find him. I found his spiderman backpack covered in blood, so we decided that he was dead. We decided to hold a séance to find out what happened to the boy from his ghost. Instead, we got the girl from The Ring, and she told me if I continued to make noise during the séance she was going to give me the curse of Eczema.
Submitted by Madison Breuer; West Haven, CT
