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... OK - The last dream I remember... NOTE: My dreams are pretty fucked up. I think this dream was from Saturday night... I remember bits and pieces of it. The earliest I remember I was in this concrete room (not really a basement, per say, but at least an abandoned building). I was there with this other girl (let's refer to her as girl #1) who was trying to convince me to kill another girl (let's refer to her as girl #2). Now, both of these girls were anonymous in my dream - Neither of them I knew or know in real life. Girl #1 had tied Girl #2 to a matressless bedframe and secured the girl's hands and feet spread across the frame with duct tape. I helped her tape Girl #2's ankles to the bed frame. Girl #1 then tried to convince me that I could assist her murder Girl #2 in cold blood and that there would be absolutely no consequence at all. At that, I began to actually get interested in this murderous plan (not sexually, you perverts), and sawed Girl #2's hand off with a hacksaw. ... That's all I can remember from that scene. Next scene: I'm in the ocean and I am drowning a third girl (let's call her Girl #3) in the ocean. We're in relatively shallow waters, but I'm not letter her swim to shore. I keep pushing her head under. ... Next scene: I'm being informed by Girl #1 that we had gotten caught somehow. Suddenly my head is absolutely heated with guilt, worrying how I could possibly tell my parents that I had assisted in killing 5 (yes, at this point in the dream, the deathcount had somehow turned into 5) girls. The rest of the dream I'm scrambling around with another Girl (Girl # 4 at this point I guess), who apparently had assisted us with the murders, and we were trying to figure out our testimony for the impending trial and how we could blame the ENTIRE mass-murder on Girl #1. And I felt so, SO incredibly guilty - Not for murdering the girls, mind you. But for getting caught, and having my family find out (THIS is why I am concerned about being a possible sociopath. And I was left with this terrible mantra, "I don't want to go to jail... I don't want to go to jail..." ... And then I woke up and quite pleased that I was NOT facing mass-murder charges. ... Any takers on meaning? 
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YEAH.....You're fucking nuts. :D
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Hmm...... Seems to me, that you either like girls a lot, or you really hate them? Do you have a lot of siblings? Do you watch a lot of slasher/survivor movies? I think i'm getting close to something here. :cool:
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Dammit, where did I put those tea leaves?
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But I'm pretty sure I had seen High Tension that day, so that might have something to do with it... With possibly an episode of Law and Order SVU mixed in there.
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Well, that "Sweeney Todd" image bothers me for some reason...not the image itself, but the way it is sitting down there in your signature section. Omigosh! He scary. I like the Tod Slaughter version, though, I am always recommending that to people.
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I have "flying" dreams once in a while......not so much flying [ not like Superman anyway] more of floating. Its pretty cool....I always remember the feeling of fly/floating when I wake up.
Also....do you ever wake up from a good dream and try real hard to go back to sleep and continue it.....it doesn't work.:mad:
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I'm never able to get myself into the same dream... I've even attempted to do so even the following night. The last one I remember... I have this recurring dream where I'm in my mother's house and there's this secret passage way. I've used in different occasions where I'm hiding from either zombies or from siege groups manned with guns... Most recently, I had convinced one of my attackers that I wasn't the person he was after and convinced him to go after someone else, using my name (whatever it was in the dream). I snuck into the secret passageway, which lead outside through a series of tunnels and ended in what appeared to be an open grave. I laid in the open grave, when he appeared over me with his gun. But he didn't actually want to kill me, though. He laughed. It was a joke. And I woke up. But what was he laughing about??? Haven't been able to get back there since...
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I've had dreams, forgot them then carried on from them weeks, even months later and remember loads of stuff from the previous one. Also, 25% of the time, I work out it's a dream and do anything, anything, I want. The amount of times I've punched my teachers and ran through town naked...
Only to realise I'm not dreaming :(
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