t sits in jail cell, dragging tin cup across bars
I battle evil. But I don't really win. The bad keeps coming back and getting stronger. Like that kid in the story, the boy that stuck his finger in the duck.
Buffy ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
MARCH - Apr 01, 2005 8:22:42 am PST #786 of 10001
Fee Fi Fo Fum!/I smell the blood of a TWEEDY one/Be she live or be she dead/ I'll use blonde hair to bake my bread
Connie Neil - Apr 01, 2005 8:22:53 am PST #787 of 10001
brillig
moment of contact exactly coincides with my real self rolling my head swiftly into the wall
illustration of the speed of thought. Or some external passive sensor sees what's about to happen and feeds it to the brain.
§ ita § - Apr 01, 2005 8:23:47 am PST #788 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I've read dream theories about time compressions which would suggest that hitting your head may have been the cause of your dream, Sean, not the result.
Connie Neil - Apr 01, 2005 8:23:49 am PST #789 of 10001
brillig
sits in jail cell, dragging tin cup across bars
You're in there for a year, so you might as well just shut up and think about what you've done. Maybe August won't notice you and make you its bitch.
Pix - Apr 01, 2005 8:27:09 am PST #790 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
I'm about to start my day, but Connie just made me laugh very loudly on the way out. SNERK!
Sean K - Apr 01, 2005 8:27:56 am PST #791 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
I've read dream theories about time compressions which would suggest that hitting your head may have been the cause of your dream, Sean, not the result.
Actually, for a while now, that's been my prevailing working theory -- that the whole seemingly extended dream occurs entirely within or in the brief moment after my head's contact with the wall.
beathen - Apr 01, 2005 8:43:58 am PST #792 of 10001
Sure I went over to the Dark Side, but just to pick up a few things.
I usually keep my bed wedged in a corner. Holdover from childhood or something, two sides a monster can't get at me from, and all that.
I've had this fear, too, except the two sides of the bed that the wall are against only give me slightly more assurance. I used to get the feeling that the monsters have supernatural powers and de-merge from the wall and get me when my back is turned. I also have to have the closet doors closed. This was a problem when I was in college and the the closets in the dorms didn't even have doors.
I had one dream in which I became lucid. I knew I was consciously making a decision to walk in a certain direction and look at my surroundings. I was so excited when I woke up because I wasn't sure I could ever have a lucid dream.
Glamcookie - Apr 01, 2005 8:48:52 am PST #793 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
I wear a NightGuard (yuck) and I constantly have dreams about my mouth being full of gum or some gum-like substance that I pull out and pull out but can't get all the way out of my mouth. Hate those.
I have flying dreams, too.
Scrappy - Apr 01, 2005 8:50:50 am PST #794 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
If I had lucid dreams, I would be flying over beautiful countryside and then randomly landing to have great sex with cute guys EVERY NIGHT.
ChiKat - Apr 01, 2005 8:50:50 am PST #795 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I've had recurring nightmares ever since I was about 3 or 4. There was the first set of about 5 nightmares that I had almost every night from age 3 to 5 or so. I mentioned it to my mom about 10 years ago, and she said, "That explains so much." Turns out, during that period, I flat out would refuse to go to bed even though I was a pretty good kid who obeyed other things. I never told my mom about the nightmares, so she didn't understand why I wouldn't go to bed. She said it took hours to get me to go to bed every night.
I still occassionally have those nightmares, but not often. I now have new! Exciting! nightmares.