No.25072
>>25069>>25070Good to see you're still around. It's very entertaining. I say do the entire list one by one, but pace yourself say posting one dream every 2 or 3 days, or even one post per week to give them breathing room and let people respond.
No.25073
>>25006>How do I gain full access? Any simple stepSee
>>5343 No.25092
Had a fucked up dream last night. Of course, it was a dream so it wasn't exactly like this but kind of like this:
On a long straight beach (scottish type beach, cold, windswept, sky/water is grey and dark) with a load of other people, all of us are in small card boats (boat made of card) , in small groups with one or 2 people, I don't really know why, but it had the vibe of activity time in school like we had all been split off into these small groups to do the activity of being in a card boat
the water is very shallow but I still became very fearful when our card boat capsizes and fills with water. There is somebody else in my boat at this point but it is very indistinct. Because the water is shallow I just start walking in it and I go back to the shore and look around in the dunes and find two old surf boards. I continue searching for things to tie them together to make into a raft, there are other people in the dunes also looking for junk to make into card boats.
At this point the dream changes, and I'm sort of listening to a podcast, or at least, there is a conversation happening which reminds me of a podcast style, one person answering questions and the other person answering.
The questioner is asking about a person who swam to a beach, he is asks the other person "so what did you find weird about this beach in particular" and the person replies "well, when I was swimming I dived down, and there was a pentagram on a rock under the water" Then the questioner answers "that is pretty weird, particularly with all those goons on the beach."
Then the dream changes again and I'm in a house that is filled with people, specifically there is a girl with a pentagram for a face, she is freaking me out, and I can tell she thinks I'm pathetic for being freaked out by her pentagram face.
I woke up feeling extremely calm after this. First I shit myself because I thought I was being murdered by occultists, but when I realised it was just a dream I felt very well rested and relaxed.
No.25107
>>25070>>25072Smaller for today:
>Headless party>I am at some sort of fancy ballroom party>I know I am a spy and must talk to someone, or tell them something or get something, I dunno>They aren't there>I walk out into the balcony>Apparently I am at the top floor, and its a fancy high-fantasy medieval city>The buildings are very large, but keep that high-medieval aesthetic, imagine picrel, but if everything was New York sized (though maybe not that tall)>Its a dark and clear night, the moon is large and shines on the town, its really quite pretty>I realize that there is one more floor above the balcony roof that I am under>I use my spy skills to wrangle over there>To my surprise, I enter into another ballroom similar to the one before, but this time, everyone is headless>Maybe not headless, not too sure. There were no decapitation signs or anything, perhaps they were all invisible people, as I only remember clothes moving, being filled in by sillouettes of people, but not any limbs or faces that I can rememberPost too long. Click here to view the full text. No.25123
>>25107A dance of the ghosts perhaps?