So (when I’m not suffering night terrors) I always have strange, down the rabbit hole type dreams and cannot always remember them so I thought I may as well share what I remember of last night’s from which I awoke with a pounding headache..
I’m crouched down with a small group of people trying to help a small hairy creature that looks no more or less like a Tribble (see star trek) because its lost its Pokemon powers. I just remember saying ‘its nothing without them we need to get them back’ and some random passerby looked at me intensely with curiosity as If I was tripping. I don’t know who I was with but it felt like I knew them. When more of us were gathered, (for what purpose I dont know but it was for something other than or extension from the Tribble) I found myself reading a comic and then I realised I WAS the character in the comic but I didn’t like what I saw, I found my character really annoying and slutty kind of like “not Harley Quinn” I’m flicking through pages and pages of crap until I come to the end which is a full page window of me squeezing myself and my shiny comic boobs right up to Father Xmas with my hand on his chest and he’s looking slightly sinister but angelic at the same time and oh so very jolly.. WHAT? (enter pounding headache..) I missed out a bunch of other stuff but that’s all I can remember.. Maybe I should keep a dream diary or sketchbook.
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f’n Tribbles huh!?, just remember next time you dream of them, DON’T feed them or have any spare items in your pack or they will auto feed on them
other than that the rest seem pretty straight forward
all normal and regular fetish dream/desires with a healthy pervy note and sexual connotation to Santa
absolutely nothing wrong with that
if you do decide on the sketch book aspect for dream memory, prepare for raking in the big bucks with your newfound explicit fetish anime porn creations
regarding tribbles
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=smIDdN5nTqc
Ha. that was funny
LOL. I do not have sexual connotations for Father Xmas! That’s funny though I always thought I would be good at that sort of thing, good at drawing and the fetish side of things, thinking up scenarios and situations but I would need someone to come up with the stories unless I find it will just flow from everything else
can’t remember which brainiac said it, but the gist of it was, “EVERY dream has some sort of sexual connotation and/or otherwise” (which is why i’m in particularly freaked out by my dreams of grass)
clean grass feels nice on your skin so that’s understandable
indeed, quite soft and cuddly/comfy running butt neked through the fields (as long as it’s in the dreams, otherwise people tend to get so touchy and prissy prude screaming for loincloths)
LMAO
People frolic in the grass..
insect bites though
+ fire ants marching up the grand crack canyon puts a damper on things
not to mention i’m usually alone in the grass, like just me and an ocean of grass, hills and cliff-walls of grass, which makes it pretty freaky should it mean there be some latent grass fetish lurking in the subconscious
I disagree. I can imagine that to be soothing and peaceful )minus ants) lying naked in a field of grass, not a care in the world not necessarily sexual either
quite soothing and peaceful, except when i’m hanging on one of the near vertical grass cliff-“walls”
imagine rock climbing but just grass surface instead, not like “strands” and tufts of grass is known for being the most sturdy and solid grabbing object/surface, when dangling vertical high up in mid air
sorta goes from peaceful to nightmare state about there lol
You need Realistic Goals..
What do you mean by that? You’ve said that on another of my posts before and on its own it doesn’t really make much sense.. O_o
Hey there, I can relate to having odd nonsensical dreams, and I’ll tell you, writing it out really helps, even if in the end, you can’t make any more sense of the dream it its written form…
I will gladly send you an example of my “better” dream inspired writings. 🙂