Last night i dreamed i was a terrorist

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I don't know if this thread classifies as one of those "stupid thread"

but i'll go on anyway.


Last night i had that really deep dream, you know what i'm talking aobut, the one where you really think it's reality.

Well anyway, i dreamed i was a terrorist in a city and we're in the last part of staging an attack. I don't know which terrorist organization was i, but i have this memory of the leader as being an Arab.
I was given a bomb that resembled a air heater, but later it changed into a backpack. :rolleyes: I was walking along the streets of a modern city full of people and traffic. As i was walking i didn't knew what to bomb, one was a government building, the other was something else which i can't remember. In the end i couldn't decide what to bomb so i placed the explosive in the middle of the street. The bomb went off and i remember i panicked, i didn't know if somebody did get hurt, so i've looked amongst the traffic that was now halted and saw a burnt vehicle. Immediately i felt really, really bad...i just killed someone. Worst feeling ever, then i started panicking if the police will find me. I searched for explanations what to tell them if they caught me. I never wanted to hurt anybody just to scare them i said to myself.

Then i woke up all sweaty and distressed, after realizing i was just dreaming it felt like a stone fell of my chest.

One of the worst dreams recently. For what is worth...i kinda got a taste of how it feels like to kill someone, worst feeling ever.
 
You aren't even near the Mississippi, Willie.
 
I have alerted the FBI of your dream, they should pick you up shortly.
 
The dream FBI? Will i have to hide in a dream cave somewhere for the rest of my dreams?
 
I don't know if this thread classifies as one of those "stupid thread"

but i'll go on anyway.


Last night i had that really deep dream, you know what i'm talking aobut, the one where you really think it's reality.

Well anyway, i dreamed i was a terrorist in a city and we're in the last part of staging an attack. I don't know which terrorist organization was i, but i have this memory of the leader as being an Arab.
I was given a bomb that resembled a air heater, but later it changed into a backpack. :rolleyes: I was walking along the streets of a modern city full of people and traffic. As i was walking i didn't knew what to bomb, one was a government building, the other was something else which i can't remember. In the end i couldn't decide what to bomb so i placed the explosive in the middle of the street. The bomb went off and i remember i panicked, i didn't know if somebody did get hurt, so i've looked amongst the traffic that was now halted and saw a burnt vehicle. Immediately i felt really, really bad...i just killed someone. Worst feeling ever, then i started panicking if the police will find me. I searched for explanations what to tell them if they caught me. I never wanted to hurt anybody just to scare them i said to myself.

Then i woke up all sweaty and distressed, after realizing i was just dreaming it felt like a stone fell of my chest.

One of the worst dreams recently. For what is worth...i kinda got a taste of how it feels like to kill someone, worst feeling ever.

No jverne, you are the terrorists.

You're posting from Guantánamo Bay.
 
Nobody really cares about other peoples dreams. They are probably the most boring topic of conversation imaginable, yet to the teller they are fascinating. I cannot stand dream threads.
 
Maybe you were a terrorist in your previous life.
 
I've had a dream similar to this. I wasn't a terrorist, but I hurt someone (don't know about killing). During the dream, I was very afraid of the consequences of my actions. Tried thinking of ways to get out of it, etc. I was so relieved when I woke up. :0
 
Nobody really cares about other peoples dreams. They are probably the most boring topic of conversation imaginable, yet to the teller they are fascinating. I cannot stand dream threads.

You've said this before. You don't have to keep saying it.
 
last night i dreamed i was on a prison space shio awhere theree was first a flash forward i was on ship anbd ithem it crashed then the flashback where i was on the test flgiht and I was going down the runway and it was a huge hill then a neon loopdeeloop into space and then i went off it and is whas wired
 
Well anyway, i dreamed i was a terrorist in a city and we're in the last part of staging an attack. I don't know which terrorist organization was i, but i have this memory of the leader as being an Arab.
I was given a bomb that resembled a air heater, but later it changed into a backpack. I was walking along the streets of a modern city full of people and traffic. As i was walking i didn't knew what to bomb, one was a government building, the other was something else which i can't remember. In the end i couldn't decide what to bomb so i placed the explosive in the middle of the street. The bomb went off and i remember i panicked, i didn't know if somebody did get hurt, so i've looked amongst the traffic that was now halted and saw a burnt vehicle. Immediately i felt really, really bad...i just killed someone. Worst feeling ever, then i started panicking if the police will find me. I searched for explanations what to tell them if they caught me. I never wanted to hurt anybody just to scare them i said to myself.

Maybe it's your destiny, to become a terrorist. Join Al Qaeda Jverne. On a serious note, may be it's the fact that you have been discussing a lot about Islamism on these forums ?
 
This is the twilight zone, jverne. First you'll dream that you're a normal person. You'll wake up with a start, and then you'll realize you're a terrorist, and you'll wake up again. Then you'll realize that this whole time, you've actually been Hitler!

Then your glasses will fall off and break, and its just not fair.
 
A couple of nights ago I had a dream that my grandparents came to visit me and my mom in our vacation spot. Dunno why, but that's where we were. This dream was extremely weird, and disturbing, which is why I remember it.

I was sitting on the couch, talking to my grandparents, and they start talking about their diabetes. I just happened to notice at this point that my grandma's wrist is bleeding, like her hand's been cut off, yet it's still attached. She acts like it's nothing. We drive to the hospital, following my Grandpa's truck with mine, in the hospital parking lot there's a wrecked ambulance, and nobody around as far as the eye can see. Suddenly I'm face to face with my Grandma, she's smiling at me, a granny kind of smile, she's happy to see me, but she isn't showing her teeth. I go to give her a hug, and her hand falls off. I ask her why she isn't upset over this, and she says it's happened before. I grab her other arm to take her into the hospital, and it rips off. Naturally, I'm horrified at this point. My grandfather comes back to her side, from nowhere, tells me my mother's been injured in the wreck, which is weird, because she rode with me in my truck, and we commented on the wreck, but she was harmed in that very wreck...

Anyway, terrified my grandfather will be angry over me ripping my grandmother's arm off, I tell them we have to get into the hospital. He looks me dead in the face, and says "It was bound to happen. We all fade away eventually." and, sure enough, they vanish. There I am, in the bare parking lot of a hospital, at sunset, just before dark. Maybe 30 seconds left of light, next to a wrecked ambulance tipped on it's side.

I woke up slowly, and depressed. The dream horrified me, but not in a way that I was scarred, I had an extreme sense of dread. Like something had gone wrong. This was 4 days ago. This whole month, since the new year, my mom has met nothing but tragedies. Wrecked her car on a semi that made a right turn from the left lane of a highway, had the dryer catch on fire, flooded the walls with water trying to put it out. led to the discovery that the water heater and water softener are broke, and some of the pipes have been corroded due to my hometown's water being so filled with minerals it destroys the very filtration system the city uses on a yearly basis. There's a lot more than that, but I think what the dream reveals to me is that everyone is mortal, and those that have been around me my entire life, that seem immortal to me, are, in fact, fading away.

I didn't cry. I'm not sure if that's healthy. I wanted to, but I didn't. My body begged me to, but I wouldn't. It's just a dream, right?



None of this was made up.
 
hes been watching too much 24!!

anyway i have bat shit crazy dreams. mostly ones where I get chased by cops while killing bad guys and people are screaming in the streets and tits are bouncing up and down. i think these dreams just go to show how boring my life is, because when i wake up i'm ultra sad the dream wasn't real
 
What raped your avatar?
 
I had a rather intense dream a long, long time ago about a weapon smuggling operation and my agenda as a mobster man following the beginning of the great depression to collect a debt from the weapon smuggler.

I cannot recall his name today, but he was essentially what could best be called some kind of cross between Indiana Jones and Han Solo, except with a rather large and bushy mustache. I confronted him inside of the warehouse at noon and demanded the debt he owed, and I was packing heat for sure just in case he got smart!

He offered me a bribe of around 10,000 dollars but I declined and drew my handgun. I clicked the safety off and I was ready to kill for the boss! No way was this punk going to get off easy, and he was alone. I was then informed by the smuggler, in a calm voice, that this was only an elaborate test devised by the boss to test my loyalty and I knew it to be true because he had the password that the boss would provide, and I shook his hand.

The police raided abruptly in a fashion similar to the Combine siege of the train station at the end of Episode One. I drew first blood and the smuggler and I escaped unharmed. It was the first time I ever shot a cop and it shook me up a bit but the smuggler corrected me with a good talk and I was able to see clearly the gravity of the situation.

I shot the sheriff but I did not shoot the deputy.
 
I find people who start going on about some dream they had annoying.

How do I know you aren't just making that up?

I don't. And you cannot prove otherwise.
 
This is the twilight zone, jverne. First you'll dream that you're a normal person. You'll wake up with a start, and then you'll realize you're a terrorist, and you'll wake up again. Then you'll realize that this whole time, you've actually been Hitler!

Then your glasses will fall off and break, and its just not fair.



<3 you.

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Last night I had a dream I was posting on HL2.net. I think I was arguing with someone.

A few nights before that, the last thread I read was the Vampire: the Masquerade Bloodlines thread in general gaming, and I dreamt about vampires.
 
I find people who start going on about some dream they had annoying.

How do I know you aren't just making that up?

I don't. And you cannot prove otherwise.

Remind me never to have any kind of casual conversation with you without referencing and logging any and all sources of information I have to backup my claims.

"Bro I got so baked last night, refer to page 366 section 3 for photographic evidence"
 
Nobody really cares about other peoples dreams. They are probably the most boring topic of conversation imaginable, yet to the teller they are fascinating. I cannot stand dream threads.
If I make a thread or post about a dream I had and you enjoy reading it, will you compensate me in some way?
 
Remind me never to have any kind of casual conversation with you without referencing and logging any and all sources of information I have to backup my claims.

"Bro I got so baked last night, refer to page 366 section 3 for photographic evidence"

It'll make things a lot easier on both of us.
 
You know who else had a dream? Yeah, that's right, Hitler.
 
last night I dreamed my fiancée hated my jeans

jverne, you are a shitty terrorist. Can't even bomb what you're supposed to bomb. Jeez, can't find good help anywhere. You even got the cool shape-changing one to aid in avoiding detection.

Last night I dreamed that my fiancée secretly hated my jeans for the entirety of the six months I've been wearing them, and all of that hate came out at once. So I can relate.
 
Its freaked me out a bit seeing this thread.

This morning my housemate walked in, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes and everywhere else a man does first thing, and just said 'I had a really weird dream last night, I dreamt I was a terrorist plotting the London bombings'.

One of those moments where you dont know what to say.
 
Its freaked me out a bit seeing this thread.

This morning my housemate walked in, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes and everywhere else a man does first thing, and just said 'I had a really weird dream last night, I dreamt I was a terrorist plotting the London bombings'.

One of those moments where you dont know what to say.

We're the dream branch of AlQaida
 
Theres more evil in the charts than in an AlQaeda suggestion box.
 
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