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  • Mood: Lazy
  • Listening to: Come As You Are by, Nirvana
  • Reading: My DA messages
  • Watching: Nothing, just woke up...
  • Playing: Magic the Gathering
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Nothing
Good Morning everyone, and welcome to my weekly Dream Journal entry. For this week's dream I'm going to explain to all of you the weirdness of my mind, and just how unpredictable it can get... like most everyone, I can't remember how it began, so I'm gonna go as far back as possible to what I first remembered. Here goes:

The dream started like most of my other dreams, I'm running away from something, or towards something, I'm still not too sure which. Packs of wolves were sprinting past me and there was fire and smoke all around me, then I fell through some kind of trapdoor into an empty void of darkness, and that's when it started to get weird from there. I opened my eyes and I was playing cards with my friend, but I didn't recognise him, I've never seen his face in real life, and we were playing Magic the Gathering, with cards that didn't exist. Except for one card I remember that actually was real, only because I have it in one of my Green decks. A Double-faced card called Lambholt Elder, which looks like this...www.magicspoiler.com/wp-conten… the only other card I remember is an artifact called Time Machine, which looked like the Tardus from Dr. Who. Then everything went black again and now I'm with my family, I don't know where we were going but judging by the way I was dressed, I guess we were going somewhere classy. But I guess my hair was dirty so I went to a public restroom and washed my hair in the sink with an orange worm (I'm not kidding), and when I rinsed my hair over the faucet, the water suddenly turned thick and red like blood and was starting to fill over the brim and spill on the floor. For some reason I dunked my head in again... All I remember after that was that I was naked with a boner of steel, in a big vagina-shaped boat screaming "Yaaaaa! I'm paddling the pink canoe!" and woke up to my brother giggling. Apparently I was talking in my sleep, because me commented on the "orange worm" and the "pink canoe" and that I wouldn't stop squeezing my pillow. Well! That's all I remember in my dream, kinda weird I know...
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Fox-Superior Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2012  Student General Artist
Lol, that's too awesome, I hardly remember any of my dreams. But I have a feeling they influence my drawings through my subconscious... And haven't you seen Inception? Everybody knows you never remember how your dream begins! XDXD
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TickleMeHoHo Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Well the truth is is that I don't remember how it began. If I didn't write down all of what I actually remembered into my Dream Journal that I have under my matress, then all I would have is the sink full of blood and the fleshy pink canoe. I've seen Inception and yes, you are right. No one remembers the beginning of their dreams. But I do remember fire, smoke and wolves somewhere in there, and that's as far back as I could actually remember... I seriously doubt that it was the beginning though. lol
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Fox-Superior Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2012  Student General Artist
I had a really good dream lat night, but now I can't remember it. I always lose my dream journal. I'm thinking I should get a new one. Dreams are so interesting... Lol I doubt that's a beginning as well!
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TickleMeHoHo Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I can't even remember my dream last night because I didn't write in my Dream Journal. All I remember is barking purple elephants and flying buttholes o.o and that's it... XD
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Fox-Superior Featured By Owner Mar 24, 2012  Student General Artist
LOL, that's awesome enough! XD
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TickleMeHoHo Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
And my dream last night, was kinda like Futurama. Ashton Kutcher's head was in a jar and he was talking to me, then the jar tipped over and spilled all over me, then I woke up... to my door being flung open from the wind, and the rain was hitting my face.
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Fox-Superior Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2012  Student General Artist
Ashton... Kutcher...?
-It's still very fascinating, nonetheless!
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TickleMeHoHo Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm almost running out of pages in my Dream Journal, I've only got like six empty pages left... XD
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Celestial-Cerberus Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2012  Student Traditional Artist
O_O Wow. That's weird.
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TickleMeHoHo Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I know, my dreams are as weird as an acid trip that got puked out by a tweeker spun out on meth... XD
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