Bad dream (Analysis anyone?)

I just woke up from this dream a minute or so ago. I've gotten myself a glass of water, but I still can't go back to sleep. I thought I'd post it here while I was up.
The more I run through it in my head, the more ridiculous it sounds, but believe me, it was creepy.

/begin dream

So I'm on this shopping mall/military academy on the moon, talking to a group of people (never seen any of them before; actually, none of the people in this dream were people I actually knew.. you know how dreams will conjure up imaginary people but in the dream you know perfectly well who they are?) and trying to flirt with this girl, but my beeper (don't own one in RL) is going off all the time and there's this strong sense of something important I need to be doing.
I look at the beeper and see that the calls are from NASA (?!) and that they're urgent, but I keep flirting with the girl. The beeper continues. Finally, in the interests of calling NASA back, I break off and go to my room, which is located in a poorly lit, dingy area of the lunar shopping mall/military academy. When I arrive, I find my two roomates (I only have 1 in RL) sprawled out on the floor, and one of them is in totally terror. Seeing this, I grow apprehensive.
My calm roomate shows me this demonic-looking pig totem, about the size of a football, and says that just the mere prescence of the pig totem causes horrible, painful, fear in the other roomate. We try for what seems like hours (with my other roomate emitting blood-curdling screams in the background) to destroy the pig totem; we cut it into pieces (it's made of sponge for some reason), rip it, smash it, etc. To no avail. I'm about to light it on fire when my beeper goes off again. It's my mother. I hand the matches to the other roomate and call mom. She asks,

"Have you talked to NASA? They've been trying to get a hold of you all day."

"I know mom."

"You should call them."

"Okay, mom, I'm kinda busy right now." (more screams in the background)

"All right honey, just call them, OK?"

I hang up and call NASA. They ask, "Have you checked on the space station yet today?"

"No," I reply. More apprehension.

"You really should, it's getting late."

I step outside and look at the space station, which is conveniently hanging in lunar orbit 50 ft over my head, and is a 2001:Space Odessey-style rotating wheel. I immediately realize that everyone aboard it is dead. I fly up there (in a manner unremembered, possibly ambiguous) and my suspicions are confirmed, as all of the crew, dozens of people whom I know personally (not in RL) are sprawled out in grotesque visages of death.

I turn around and the pig totem is standing right behind me.

And then I wake up. Non-stop creepy, and now that I've relived it all in this level of detail, I may not sleep again tonight. This always happens when I drink tequila. Goddamnit.

The dream means ""don''t swallow the worm""

Also, clicking my signature will ease your worries. Dance dance dance!

Classic dream about wanting to sleep with your mother. Or a pig. One or the other.

Dude.

Pig totems?

NASA?

Calls from Mom?

Do you need a road map? You''re a frikkin'' psycho.

PS: That''ll be $450 please.

To break it down a little more seriously, it is obvious that your beeper is a penis, and the pig totem is a penis, possibly an animal penis. The beeper penis is a reflection of the rule-bound, sexually constrained man you are, while the pig totem penis is the cabalistic, wild, sexual libertine you want to be. Your inability to choose between the demands of the two penises suggests repressed hermaphroditism. Your repudiation of your mother''s advice reflects your burgeoning independence and desire to explore the demands of the two penises on your own. All the dead people on the space station show just how far you''re willing to go in your investigation. In other words, hubbinsd is right: you''re a frikkin'' psycho. You should probably buy a drum and head for the woods.

I hope that Sanjuro wasn''t expecting a serious conversation to come out of this post.
The kitty dance is the best suggestion so far!

I would add my thoughts on the subject but I got nothin''.

I used to have a girlfriend that decoded all my dreams.
I think she would say that it''s about your desire to escape to somewhere distant and meet new people (the moon/NASA thing) but that you feel you cant because of your responsiblities at home (the roommate thing)
either that or it is about your latent homosexual feelings towards your roomie. The pig totem is a physical manifestation of your relationship and the 2nd roomie is your own self-conciousness and desire for acceptance.

She was a complete fruitloop mind.

"Alien13z" wrote:

To break it down a little more seriously, it is obvious that your beeper is a penis, and the pig totem is a penis, possibly an animal penis. The beeper penis is a reflection of the rule-bound, sexually constrained man you are, while the pig totem penis is the cabalistic, wild, sexual libertine you want to be. Your inability to choose between the demands of the two penises suggests repressed hermaphroditism. Your repudiation of your mother''s advice reflects your burgeoning independence and desire to explore the demands of the two penises on your own. All the dead people on the space station show just how far you''re willing to go in your investigation. In other words, hubbinsd is right: you''re a frikkin'' psycho. You should probably buy a drum and head for the woods.

I don''t think Freud (pronounced: frood)has ever been more proud You guys are a riot.

Gotta love the Freudians!

I used to do this for friends all the time, but it''s kinda hard for people I don''t know since I''m unsure of what significance things have in their lives. The moon thing is a perfect example: it may be a feeling or desire for isolation or adventure.

Have you been having trouble with setting priorities or other people disagreeing with your choice of priorities? Sounds like you may be neglecting important things to pursue other interests and the stuff on the back-burner will become a tangled mess if you don''t hury up and prevent it.

Not sure about the pig, but it''s obviously the connection between smaller and larger problems. Maybe a person on the fringes of your social circle that you dislike?

You know, I had a dream where Scarlet Johannsen seduced me the other night.

What''s that mean?

"Farscry" wrote:

You know, I had a dream where Scarlet Johannsen seduced me the other night.

What''s that mean? ;)

It means I should pummel you with a baseball bat.

Edi: I appear o have an aversion o yping he leer ""T"".

.sdsss

Have you ever had fantasies about having wild pig sex with your mother? If not you should, its great. Errrrrr, never mind.

"Sanjuro" wrote:

I just woke up from this dream a minute or so ago. I''ve gotten myself a glass of water, but I still can''t go back to sleep. I thought I''d post it here while I was up.
The more I run through it in my head, the more ridiculous it sounds, but believe me, it was creepy.

/begin dream

So I''m on this shopping mall/military academy on the moon, talking to a group of people (never seen any of them before; actually, none of the people in this dream were people I actually knew.. you know how dreams will conjure up imaginary people but in the dream you know perfectly well who they are?) and trying to flirt with this girl, but my beeper (don''t own one in RL) is going off all the time and there''s this strong sense of something important I need to be doing.
I look at the beeper and see that the calls are from NASA (?!) and that they''re urgent, but I keep flirting with the girl. The beeper continues. Finally, in the interests of calling NASA back, I break off and go to my room, which is located in a poorly lit, dingy area of the lunar shopping mall/military academy. When I arrive, I find my two roomates (I only have 1 in RL) sprawled out on the floor, and one of them is in totally terror. Seeing this, I grow apprehensive.
My calm roomate shows me this demonic-looking pig totem, about the size of a football, and says that just the mere prescence of the pig totem causes horrible, painful, fear in the other roomate. We try for what seems like hours (with my other roomate emitting blood-curdling screams in the background) to destroy the pig totem; we cut it into pieces (it''s made of sponge for some reason), rip it, smash it, etc. To no avail. I''m about to light it on fire when my beeper goes off again. It''s my mother. I hand the matches to the other roomate and call mom. She asks,

""Have you talked to NASA? They''ve been trying to get a hold of you all day.""

""I know mom.""

""You should call them.""

""Okay, mom, I''m kinda busy right now."" (more screams in the background)

""All right honey, just call them, OK?""

I hang up and call NASA. They ask, ""Have you checked on the space station yet today?""

""No,"" I reply. More apprehension.

""You really should, it''s getting late.""

I step outside and look at the space station, which is conveniently hanging in lunar orbit 50 ft over my head, and is a 2001:Space Odessey-style rotating wheel. I immediately realize that everyone aboard it is dead. I fly up there (in a manner unremembered, possibly ambiguous) and my suspicions are confirmed, as all of the crew, dozens of people whom I know personally (not in RL) are sprawled out in grotesque visages of death.

I turn around and the pig totem is standing right behind me.

And then I wake up. Non-stop creepy, and now that I''ve relived it all in this level of detail, I may not sleep again tonight. This always happens when I drink tequila. Goddamnit.

You''ve watched too many episodes of the Brady Bunch. Just like the evil totem when they went to Hawaii. You are secretly in love with Greg...or Marsha...or Alice.

It means you about to win/inherit a bunch of money. Now how about a reward? This interpretation stuff ain''t cheap.

"KrazyTaco[FO" wrote:

""]Have you ever had fantasies about having wild pig sex with your mother? If not you should, its great. Errrrrr, never mind.

Oh. My. God. After that mental image, I need therapy...and before you suggest it, Farscry, the cat dance will not erase that.

You have been reading too much ""Night''s Dawn"" trilogy!

the cat dance will not erase that.

Alcohol will though, along with that Kenya Lion song.

The pig totem is obviously a reference to ""Lord of the Flies"".

I hope this doesnt mean you are going to go around sticking children with spears.

Sucks to your athsmar!

Dreams don''t ""MEAN"" anything, they''re just a bunch of stuff that happens.

Like cartoons.

"Alien13z" wrote:

To break it down a little more seriously, it is obvious that your beeper is a penis, and the pig totem is a penis, possibly an animal penis. The beeper penis is a reflection of the rule-bound, sexually constrained man you are, while the pig totem penis is the cabalistic, wild, sexual libertine you want to be. Your inability to choose between the demands of the two penises suggests repressed hermaphroditism. Your repudiation of your mother''s advice reflects your burgeoning independence and desire to explore the demands of the two penises on your own. All the dead people on the space station show just how far you''re willing to go in your investigation. In other words, hubbinsd is right: you''re a frikkin'' psycho. You should probably buy a drum and head for the woods.

That was truly a sublime romp through modern literature and psychoanalysis. You missed your calling.

Wow. This is the funniest thread I''ve read in a long time anywhere.

And, interestingly enough this is a discussion i was having with a friend of mine about her dream.

I personally don''t think dreams mean anything. They''re just the semi-random firing of synapses in the brain. A chemical reaction, nothing more. My reason for believing this is that when i wear a nicotine patch(over 2 months since my last smoke) to bed I consistantly have very vivid dreams. When I don''t wear a patch to bed I very rarely remember dreams.

Now, that being said.. the other reason I don''t believe in the meaning of dreams is that if they really do have meanings then I should probably be locked up. The vivid dreams are... well.. frankly quite odd when they happen.

I honestly don''t think dreams mean anything either, I just knew it would spawn this kind of lunacy.

Good luck with the quitting smoking, there Soulgrind. I haven''t smoked since July of last year. My advice, lots and lots of chewing gum

Er... Why did you let your roomate scream in such fear for so long? Perhaps, instead of playing with the totem, you should have just taken it out of the room.
Reminds me of something from an Infocom game.

>Beat the pig totem with the hammer.
Your roomate screams.

>Set fire to the pig totem with the bunsen burner.
Your roomate''s screams increase in volume and bloodcurdle-y-ness.

>Cut the pig totem.
With what would you like to cut the pig totem?

>Cut the pig totem with the nail clippers.
You cannot cut a pig totem with the nail clippers!
Your roomate screams in a way which sounds terrified and bad for the throat.

>Jump on the pig totem.
Wheee!
Your roomate begins pulling his hair out in big double fists. And continues to scream. He is starting to sound like he''s been gargling razor blades.

>Throw pig totem through window.
SMASH!!!
You roomate heaves a sigh of relief and says, ""What the hell took you so long?!""

"Mr.Swarvey" wrote:

Er... Why did you let your roomate scream in such fear for so long? Perhaps, instead of playing with the totem, you should have just taken it out of the room.
Reminds me of something from an Infocom game.

>Beat the pig totem with the hammer.
Your roomate screams.

>Set fire to the pig totem with the bunsen burner.
Your roomate''s screams increase in volume and bloodcurdle-y-ness.

>Cut the pig totem.
With what would you like to cut the pig totem?

>Cut the pig totem with the nail clippers.
You cannot cut a pig totem with the nail clippers!
Your roomate screams in a way which sounds terrified and bad for the throat.

>Jump on the pig totem.
Wheee!
Your roomate begins pulling his hair out in big double fists. And continues to scream. He is starting to sound like he''s been gargling razor blades.

>Throw pig totem through window.
SMASH!!!
You roomate heaves a sigh of relief and says, ""What the hell took you so long?!""

Ahh the good old days of text andventures....