Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

I was already thinking, Hermit, that you would write about a dream where Zyuganov became president!

He might have appeared in my dream, but I didn't understand it. This dream could manifest in a completely different form. For example, the dream about a bus with three steering wheels was actually about the place where I work. And I figured that out later.

By the way, I had a good, pleasant dream yesterday! I caught some guy with other men, opened him up, and started torturing him, digging around in his insides, and so on. Then I took a jar of salt and poured it right inside. Of course, I was a little scared myself, in case they decided to do the same to me. That's what happened.

And today, I forgot what I dreamed about, even though I remembered it this morning.

Without Revan, I dream of... an expansion? I remember three small rooms, with bunk beds lining the walls (or maybe they were just tall, lol) and two or three sofas (in a U-shape, if there were three) in the middle. Each room had a person lying on it. The rooms were shared, although the second one had more girls, and I used some tricks to swap people between the rooms so that I could end up in it or next to someone, I don't know. I remember entering it, and Toxi was lying on a sofa. I lay down on the sofa next to him, then moved over to him, and we messed around and rolled around a bit (you know, when someone is lying down, and you approach and lie on top of them or sit on them, push each other, etc.). I also remember Lordi, who looked like Valuev. He also seemed to be involved in my schemes, and then I wanted to play chess with him, but he refused. Next to the right room, there was another room that looked more like a dungeon. It was very dark, dirty, and led to an exit, maybe? In it, I met Loki, who was a dwarf, a rather angry dwarf. Some red things were flying out of him, like musical notes from a bard hero in the games or some other buff. After that, I think I woke up, but I fell asleep again, and the dream continued. In this room, Amko and Vissi appeared, and we wanted to play Heroes, or something like that. Then Vissi started bothering me about the Tatars, when I pretended to be an Indian and imitated their special war cry. He asked about the Tatar hunting cry, and I imitated it, just by changing the Indian one. And that's it, I think

Today I dreamt of some dirty, cheap basement theater. There were a lot of people, and everyone was mumbling and whispering. And downstairs, on the stage, like in a coliseum, some curly, plump lady was belting out an opera, wearing a burgundy velvet curtain as a sash. She had white teeth stained with greasy red lipstick, and her mascara was smudged. She was wailing until she turned blue, and then a very tall man in a jabot came out, and a recitative began.

It was a disaster, basically.

Today I had a dream that I received negative feedback on my database.

Lordi's nighttime nightmare.

Interesting dream I had. With HeroesWorld members.

But first, there was a crowd of who-knows-what kind of idiots I was living with somewhere. Something like a dorm or a camp. The whole crowd was drinking somewhere or other and sometimes kept me from quietly sitting in my room and listening to music.

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Me and someone from that group (one person from it) are in some forest area. We need to find a lost panda and someone else. There was a feeling of déjà vu, like I had already searched for some panda in the forest. Anyway, I found it in some cave. It saw me, got furious, and attacked me. I didn't like it, so I decided to rewrite history: I found it, but in a way that it wouldn't notice me, then showed it to my partner.

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We're all back in the dorm again, they're drinking and keeping me from listening to music. Just like before. Then someone pulls out a disc by the band Doom. This band was invented by my dream, as was the following: originally, the doom metal genre was created for drinking to, and the first band was Doom. So I suggested they put it on to listen to, since they were drinking, but didn't meet with any enthusiasm and bitterly moved on to the next part of the dream, with Amka.

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We went for a walk around Moscow, and where do you think we headed? Right, to Mcdonald's. And what a fantastical Mcdonald's it was: it was very large and proportionally empty. We sat down and waited for the waitress. I asked Amka, like, what kind of fancy MD did he dig up? He didn't know what to say, just, like, I dug this one up. I put on my headphones and waited, then caught myself thinking, like, why the hell did I drag Amka out if I'm not even talking to him, just listening to music.
And then the waitress came and for some damn reason gave me (only me! Amka sucks) a whole ton of gifts. I remember among them was a set of flashlights, a Nightwish single Storytime, and a single by some other band, and somehow pneumatic weapons, and a lot of them. In the dream, I took it normally and even thought that Amka had set it all up, but why, lol?

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Unreal Tournament. I've been playing it too much lately, way too much. So everyone gets an instagib rifle and a deathmatch in Mcdonald's! Then Loken appears. We had many shootouts with him, killed each other a couple of times, but respawn does its thing. I was mowing like crazy and couldn't hit the barely dodging Loken properly, while he shot at me quite rarely. I needed to somehow kill him so he wouldn't respawn. In the dream, I clearly knew how, but now I have no idea.
By the way, the area at the start of the unreal tournament had changed: it became open, there was some building and a small tower nearby. The tower could be entered through a portal next to the building's wall. My cunning plan to take Loken out of the game was somehow connected with this whole system. Possibly, if you kill someone in the tower, they don't respawn. But how it all ended, I never found out, except that I won.

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I'm walking somewhere after the fight, maybe in the Mcdonald's building. Then they find me and lead me into some room. A crowd of noble donators is sitting there, playing symphometal. Symphometal, as it seemed to me, was an arrangement of Vivaldi. I liked it. The noble donators were hotly discussing two topics: the topic of symphonic metal and the topic of classical music. The latter made me feel a bit uneasy, since I hardly listened to classics. The donators constantly used the names of famous classical composers and inserted them into almost every sentence, whether appropriate or not. No one paid any attention to me.

Actually, that's where it all ended :( rather abruptly, I would have liked to sit and listen to some Vivaldi.

Added 49 minutes later
Oh, I remembered something else I dreamed. Someone gave me points for something and I was banned, but in a strange way — I could log in under my nickname on the forum and read, but couldn't post. By the way, one of my first clones was banned this way.

Interesting dream. Especially the part about symphomitol.

lol. Lokken again. The second most popular person after Amka.

By the way, yes, that's true. Amko and Loken are the ones I dream about most often. The others hardly ever appear in my dreams, except maybe Ar, who showed up a couple of times, and possibly someone else.

I keep dreaming about Vissy and Vegtham. You're something else, Klov.

Why aren't you writing?

I think I wrote not so long ago that I had a dream about you, Vissy, and Vegtam.

I dream of Vissy and Vegtham.

Oh... I dreamed of Vegtham too =)) It was about two weeks ago.

I haven't had any interesting dreams lately.