Strange dreams

Conrad · 2012-06-20T09:43:47+00:00

Hi I am starting to think that having really weird dreams is something quite unique to musicians as a subset of the general population? Late last week, I dreamt of Krill (small Shrimp-like planktonic crustaceans) made a public a apology to the whale species for eating THEM in order to generate more Krill milk. I don't take any drugs...I don't even drink any alcohol! My one muso friend dreamt that a baboon kept stealing his Simba chips. Would like to hear that I'm not the only one but will accept it if I am hahahaha C

Conrad

hehehe it's not just me...

deefstes

I had a weird one last night:

My wife and I was in a lab of sorts working with radioactive cheese. We had to "partition" the cheese, whatever that means. The way you "partition" radioactive cheese is to cut it in half and again cut each section in half, and continue doing this. You then determine which side of the various pieces is the positive side and which side is the negative side (because, you know, radioactivity mos works a bit like magnetism ???).

Once you've determined the polarity of the "partitioned" pieces of radioactive cheese, you have to line them up so that their radioactivity cancels each other out. The purpose of "partitioning" radioactive cheese is to be able to store it without it contaminating its surroundings with radioactive radiation.

The problem is, we weren't sure if we were doing it correctly. It was getting late in the evening and no professors were around anymore so that we could confirm that we had done things right. Eventually we went home, having done the best we could.

The following morning when we got back to the lab, we had little Geiger counters with us. The Geiger counters basically looked like electric toothbrushes and they start to vibrate when they pick up a radiation signal. They were going ballistic and obviously we had done something wrong and contaminated the entire lab with radiation.

At least, by now, there were a few professors around and we could ask for advice. One prof explained to us that the radioactivity can be cancelled by using certain audio frequencies in certain patterns. So there I was having to play specific scales with the guitar which would cancel out the radiation. Problem is, every time I play a faulty note, it would have the opposite effect and the radiation would get worse. Of course, I couldn't play the scales fluently for the life of me and eventually everybody ran screaming from the lab. One lab assistant even died with her skin boiling off.

Uhm yeah, not the kind of "face melt" solo I had always hoped to be playing...

I think I might be somewhat disturbed ?

guidothepimmp

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yeh i had a dream that left me pissed off proper... my misses parks in the garage and has the garage key..

well i dreamt that she was soooo pissed at me for spending so much time in the garage with my tools and these custom builds that she left... ad took the damned key with...

So in my panicked state... i had to break into my own garage?!

Bought a spare key just in case...

Alex-B-Broadway

I had a bizarre dream a few nights ago where I discovered a guitar case with 3 guitars in it - a white Cort acoustic, a maroon Cort bass and another guitar which I discarded for some reason. I found a note in it that said; "I just dropped the guitars off, you can just transfer the money to my bank account later." My first thought was: "I don't have the money. Damnit!" ???

Bob-Dubery

deefstes wrote At least, by now, there were a few professors around and we could ask for advice. One prof explained to us that the radioactivity can be cancelled by using certain audio frequencies in certain patterns. So there I was having to play specific scales with the guitar which would cancel out the radiation. Problem is, every time I play a faulty note, it would have the opposite effect and the radiation would get worse. Of course, I couldn't play the scales fluently for the life of me and eventually everybody ran screaming from the lab. One lab assistant even died with her skin boiling off.

Uhm yeah, not the kind of "face melt" solo I had always hoped to be playing...

I think I might be somewhat disturbed ?

No. You've just been reading all that scary literature about smart meters that the resident's association have been circulating.

Conrad

deefstes wrote I had a weird one last night:

My wife and I was in a lab of sorts working with radioactive cheese. We had to "partition" the cheese, whatever that means. The way you "partition" radioactive cheese is to cut it in half and again cut each section in half, and continue doing this. You then determine which side of the various pieces is the positive side and which side is the negative side (because, you know, radioactivity mos works a bit like magnetism ???).

Once you've determined the polarity of the "partitioned" pieces of radioactive cheese, you have to line them up so that their radioactivity cancels each other out. The purpose of "partitioning" radioactive cheese is to be able to store it without it contaminating its surroundings with radioactive radiation.

The problem is, we weren't sure if we were doing it correctly. It was getting late in the evening and no professors were around anymore so that we could confirm that we had done things right. Eventually we went home, having done the best we could.

The following morning when we got back to the lab, we had little Geiger counters with us. The Geiger counters basically looked like electric toothbrushes and they start to vibrate when they pick up a radiation signal. They were going ballistic and obviously we had done something wrong and contaminated the entire lab with radiation.

At least, by now, there were a few professors around and we could ask for advice. One prof explained to us that the radioactivity can be cancelled by using certain audio frequencies in certain patterns. So there I was having to play specific scales with the guitar which would cancel out the radiation. Problem is, every time I play a faulty note, it would have the opposite effect and the radiation would get worse. Of course, I couldn't play the scales fluently for the life of me and eventually everybody ran screaming from the lab. One lab assistant even died with her skin boiling off.

Uhm yeah, not the kind of "face melt" solo I had always hoped to be playing...

I think I might be somewhat disturbed ?

I was laughing behind my desk because of this ?

That was a very detailed dream...sheesh

Psean

Conrad wrote
deefstes wrote I had a weird one last night:

My wife and I was in a lab of sorts working with radioactive cheese. We had to "partition" the cheese, whatever that means. The way you "partition" radioactive cheese is to cut it in half and again cut each section in half, and continue doing this. You then determine which side of the various pieces is the positive side and which side is the negative side (because, you know, radioactivity mos works a bit like magnetism ???).

Once you've determined the polarity of the "partitioned" pieces of radioactive cheese, you have to line them up so that their radioactivity cancels each other out. The purpose of "partitioning" radioactive cheese is to be able to store it without it contaminating its surroundings with radioactive radiation.

The problem is, we weren't sure if we were doing it correctly. It was getting late in the evening and no professors were around anymore so that we could confirm that we had done things right. Eventually we went home, having done the best we could.

The following morning when we got back to the lab, we had little Geiger counters with us. The Geiger counters basically looked like electric toothbrushes and they start to vibrate when they pick up a radiation signal. They were going ballistic and obviously we had done something wrong and contaminated the entire lab with radiation.

At least, by now, there were a few professors around and we could ask for advice. One prof explained to us that the radioactivity can be cancelled by using certain audio frequencies in certain patterns. So there I was having to play specific scales with the guitar which would cancel out the radiation. Problem is, every time I play a faulty note, it would have the opposite effect and the radiation would get worse. Of course, I couldn't play the scales fluently for the life of me and eventually everybody ran screaming from the lab. One lab assistant even died with her skin boiling off.

Uhm yeah, not the kind of "face melt" solo I had always hoped to be playing...

I think I might be somewhat disturbed ?
I was laughing behind my desk because of this ?

That was a very detailed dream...sheesh

+1
I loved reading this one. Must've been stressful at the time but what a story! ?

Conrad

This morning, I had trouble getting up so my wife made me coffee. When she brought the coffee, I sat up, took it with my right hand and started falling asleep immediately. How do I know this? Because I dreamt!

I dreamt of about 5 people being 2d drawings in black on a white background and they all had fish like features, there was one all the way to the right with a very prominent nose and body more angular and it was a sociopath.

Then I woke up and I was still holding the coffee. Nothing spilt! One of the strangest things I have experienced in a while.

Ray

Funny that this thread is revived at this time. I’ve been having some pretty strange dreams and I cant decide whether I’m disturbed or not. By the dreams that is because I’m told by those near and dear to me that generally they reckon I am disturbed.

But anyway, I’ve been for the last few days, in the eastern Transvaal wrapping up some things for a dying man. And over the weekend, I cant remember which night it was I dreamt that I was a killer. And I was suspended above people who were my victims and they couldn’t see me but they knew I was there. And they didn’t really seem frightened but just inconvenienced. And I would drop down and bite them and all sorts. So I woke up (I think) and I felt awful hey so I went out onto the stoep to straighten myself out a bit with a bit of the o be joyful. And I thought I was awake but I’m not sure now. Because a really big snake came down and sat there looking at me. And that seemed like a dream. And it spoke and I couldn’t work out if it was a man or a woman so I asked it what it was, a man or a woman. And it said I’m not either of those. And it spoke more but I cant remember what it said. And Iasked it if it was good or if it was evil. Because sometimes it’s eyes were cold and sometimes it’s eyes seemed quite warm. And the snake just looked at me and said “I’m both”. And I cant remember what happened after that.

But I’m home now and everything’s OK. So maybe I should go and speak to the lady in the old house down at the old mine again. She’s sometimes got a few answers.

deefstes

Ray wroteAnd I thought I was awake but I’m not sure now. Because a really big snake came down and sat there looking at me. And that seemed like a dream. And it spoke and I couldn’t work out if it was a man or a woman so I asked it what it was, a man or a woman. And it said I’m not either of those. And it spoke more but I cant remember what it said. And Iasked it if it was good or if it was evil. Because sometimes it’s eyes were cold and sometimes it’s eyes seemed quite warm. And the snake just looked at me and said “I’m both”.

You thought you were awake but you're not sure now? Uhm, I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that you were not awake. Of course I can't conclusively rule out the possibility that you really spoke to the genderless snake of good and evil but I'll go with my first guess. ?

Bob-Dubery

Ray wrote Funny that this thread is revived at this time. I’ve been having some pretty strange dreams and I cant decide whether I’m disturbed or not. By the dreams that is because I’m told by those near and dear to me that generally they reckon I am disturbed.

But anyway, I’ve been for the last few days, in the eastern Transvaal wrapping up some things for a dying man. And over the weekend, I cant remember which night it was I dreamt that I was a killer. And I was suspended above people who were my victims and they couldn’t see me but they knew I was there. And they didn’t really seem frightened but just inconvenienced. And I would drop down and bite them and all sorts. So I woke up (I think) and I felt awful hey so I went out onto the stoep to straighten myself out a bit with a bit of the o be joyful. And I thought I was awake but I’m not sure now. Because a really big snake came down and sat there looking at me. And that seemed like a dream. And it spoke and I couldn’t work out if it was a man or a woman so I asked it what it was, a man or a woman. And it said I’m not either of those. And it spoke more but I cant remember what it said. And Iasked it if it was good or if it was evil. Because sometimes it’s eyes were cold and sometimes it’s eyes seemed quite warm. And the snake just looked at me and said “I’m both”. And I cant remember what happened after that.

But I’m home now and everything’s OK. So maybe I should go and speak to the lady in the old house down at the old mine again. She’s sometimes got a few answers.

What makes you think you're awake NOW?

Danny-B

Bob, let's leave Descartes where he belongs - in my first year Philosophy textbook.

Alex-B-Broadway

Danny B wrote Bob, let's leave Descartes where he belongs - in my first year Philosophy textbook.

The first thing I thought of was Inception. ??? It also made me think of this:

Wikipedia wroteA lucid dream is any dream in which one is aware that one is dreaming. The term was coined by the Dutch psychiatrist and writer Frederik (Willem) van Eeden (1860–1932). [1] In a lucid dream, the dreamer may be able to exert some degree of control over their participation within the dream or be able to manipulate their imaginary experiences in the dream environment.[2] Lucid dreams can be realistic and vivid.[3] It is shown that there are higher amounts of beta-1 frequency band (13–19 Hz) experienced by lucid dreamers, hence there is an increased amount of activity in the parietal lobes making lucid dreaming a conscious process.[4]

Lucid dreaming has been researched scientifically, and its existence is well established.[5][6]

Conrad

Danny B wrote Bob, let's leave Descartes where he belongs - in my first year Philosophy textbook.

Nooit bru...he had cool sandals!

deefstes

Alex B Broadway wrote
Danny B wrote Bob, let's leave Descartes where he belongs - in my first year Philosophy textbook.
The first thing I thought of was Inception. ??? It also made me think of this:

First thing it made me thought of was this (I'm half suspecting that this is what Bob might have been alluding to as well):

Master Zhuang wroteOnce upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Chou. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man. Between a man and a butterfly there is necessarily a distinction. The transition is called the transformation of material things.

Bob-Dubery

There's stories in various mythological traditions that have somebody wandering which was the dream and which was conciousness.

Right now I think I'm consciously typing a post on GFSA, but I may be dreaming and y'all and GFSA are nothing more than elements of my dream.

Or maybe I'm an element of your dream. Or we're all elements of Ray's dream.

Or maybe we are actually all awake, but we can leave Ray hanging on in suspense, or dreaming on or whatever state he's in.

deefstes

X-rated Bob wrote There's stories in various mythological traditions that have somebody wandering which was the dream and which was conciousness.

Right now I think I'm consciously typing a post on GFSA, but I may be dreaming and y'all and GFSA are nothing more than elements of my dream.

Or maybe I'm an element of your dream. Or we're all elements of Ray's dream.

Or maybe we are actually all awake, but we can leave Ray hanging on in suspense, or dreaming on or whatever state he's in.

Yeah Ray, just so you know, I'm neither man nor woman and I'm both good and evil. And when you look into my eyes you will find that they're sometimes cold and sometimes warm.

Oh, and I'm a snake.

Conrad

deefstes wrote transformation of material things.

specifically plant leaf transformed into consumable powder? ?

deefstes

Conrad wrote
deefstes wrote transformation of material things.
specifically plant leaf transformed into consumable powder? ?

:roflmao:

Conrad

Not referring to Ray though but Chuang Chou.

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