i dreamed about a wierd conspiracy

[magnetaress]

to move the colorado river especially off of indigenous sacred lands

was a weird dream lol

[arvidez]

i think maybe you were sleeping with the television on because this is current events not conspiracy.

[magnetaress]

Nope no TV. Psychic probly.

Just been listening to audiobooks lately about Pern.

[magnetaress]

last night it was secret underground research facilites in the south ocean off either africa or south america that a damaged research vessel couldnt resuply butt at least there was plenty suplies for the ppl already down there

[Botten]

So basically this is just a filler thread for you to make you post count :rolleyes:

Well at least it isn't some silly end of times thread; that guy was placed where his family can now provide him the care he needed :).

[arvidez]

i smell something Rotten. maybe the little guy afraid of everyone in RL is here trying to exist. he can stink.

you arent in either dream?

[magnetaress]

So basically this is just a filler thread for you to make you post count :rolleyes:

Well at least it isn't some silly end of times thread; that guy was placed where his family can now provide him the care he needed :).

It's still the end times. Just ok with it.

[Trexller]

So basically this is just a filler thread for you to make you post count :rolleyes:

Well at least it isn't some silly end of times thread; that guy was placed where his family can now provide him the care he needed :).

Mag posts, while often incoherent and misunderstood, still make more sense than all of yours do

[Pulgasari]

Mag posts, while often incoherent and misunderstood, still make more sense than all of yours do

I think he means jib. It's a rude message.

[Botten]

I think he means jib. It's a rude message.

yep,

Man there are so many current events taking place that I would love to chat about them.

Could the recent events be a catalyst to drive a movement?

(...are crumbs only needed to stem out the sanctuary of non-sensible abuse?

[Trexller]

yep,

Man there are so many current events taking place that I would love to chat about them.

Could the recent events be a catalyst to drive a movement?

(...are crumbs only needed to stem out the sanctuary of non-sensible abuse?

No. These days we have netflix doordash and internet porn.

Nobody will sacrifice comfort for revolution.

Panem et circenses is an incredible strategy for maintaining social order

[Pulgasari]

No. These days we have netflix doordash and internet porn.

Nobody will sacrifice comfort for revolution.

Panem et circenses is an incredible strategy for maintaining social order

Divide et impera

https://static1.makeuseofimages.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/xbox-vs-ps-winning.jpg

[Evia]

jib.....

now there is a weird conspiracy for ya

like how he 'forgot his pw' and 'came back' with a new name

only to vanish again shortly after

makes ya wonder

[Pulgasari]

yep,

Man there are so many current events taking place that I would love to chat about them.

Could the recent events be a catalyst to drive a movement?

(...are crumbs only needed to stem out the sanctuary of non-sensible abuse?

I had a decent idea for a logical anagram to make it allowable but I can't recall it now.

Maybe we can settle on a thread about a misogynist refusing to allow a woman to take his place?

Call the ball, Kemosabe.

[magnetaress]

Divide et impera

https://static1.makeuseofimages.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2021/07/xbox-vs-ps-winning.jpg

Xbox wins on controller alone.

[Botten]

😈

Divide ut regnes

[Pulgasari]

😈

Divide ut regnes

In arguendo Draconis 🖤

[magnetaress]

Tell ur weird ass dreams


Mine was snakes and war last night

[arvidez]

maneuvering a cattle trailer through a packed bingo hall, in reverse. spotted my dad through the crowd watching, stoic as ever under his cowboy hat and behind his transition lens locked in sunglasses mode. the female bingo caller stopped calling numbers to announce that i (called by first name) had reached lvl 2. everyone roared. confusion was prominent feeling.

[Botten]

maneuvering a cattle trailer through a packed bingo hall, in reverse. spotted my dad through the crowd watching, stoic as ever under his cowboy hat and behind his transition lens locked in sunglasses mode. the female bingo caller stopped calling numbers to announce that i (called by first name) had reached lvl 2. everyone roared. confusion was prominent feeling.

The crowd’s jubilant roar echoed off the fluorescent-lit walls, drowning out the hum of the cattle trailer’s engine. I gripped the wheel, my knuckles white, as if steering through a maze of numbered squares would somehow make sense.

“Dad!” I shouted over the din, but he remained stoic, sunglasses locked in Terminator mode. His expression said, “Son, I’ve herded cattle in blizzards. This? Child’s play.”

The bingo caller, a woman with a beehive hairdo and a penchant for sequins, leaned into the microphone. “Ladies and gentlemen, our newest contender has reached Level 2! Let’s give it up for… Steve!”

Steve? That wasn’t my name. But before I could protest, the crowd erupted. Confetti rained down, and old ladies twirled their daubers like glow sticks at a rave. I glanced at Dad, hoping for guidance, but he just adjusted his hat and nodded sagely.

The trailer’s rear swung wide, knocking over a row of chairs. B-14, G-52, N-33—I called out numbers, hoping they’d guide me. But this wasn’t bingo; it was a cosmic dance. The universe had shuffled its cards, and I was the wild joker.

Then it happened. The trailer aligned perfectly with the “Free Space.” The crowd held its breath. The bingo caller leaned in, her sequins winking like distant stars. “Steve,” she said, “you’ve won… a lifetime supply of hay!”

Hay? I’d expected a toaster or maybe a coupon for the local diner. But hay? Dad’s eyes twinkled behind his shades. He knew something I didn’t—the secret language of bingo halls, where cattle trailers pirouetted and names changed like constellations.

As I accepted my bales of hay, I realized confusion wasn’t the enemy. It was the bridge between ordinary and extraordinary. So, I revved the trailer’s engine, aimed for the exit, and whispered, “Level 3, here I come.”

And Dad? He tipped his hat, the sun catching his lenses just right. “Yeehaw,” he murmured. “Bingo ain’t for the faint-hearted.”

[Duik]

Wow, botten dreams of arvidez.

[Botten]

Wow, botten dreams of arvidez.

https://www.project1999.com/forums/showpost.php?p=3585262&postcount=2367

[magnetaress]

I gotta draw a picture of this sea turtle I saw in one of my dreams. I still haven't forgotten it lol.

[arvidez]

The crowd’s jubilant roar echoed off the fluorescent-lit walls, drowning out the hum of the cattle trailer’s engine. I gripped the wheel, my knuckles white, as if steering through a maze of numbered squares would somehow make sense.

“Dad!” I shouted over the din, but he remained stoic, sunglasses locked in Terminator mode. His expression said, “Son, I’ve herded cattle in blizzards. This? Child’s play.”

The bingo caller, a woman with a beehive hairdo and a penchant for sequins, leaned into the microphone. “Ladies and gentlemen, our newest contender has reached Level 2! Let’s give it up for… Steve!”

Steve? That wasn’t my name. But before I could protest, the crowd erupted. Confetti rained down, and old ladies twirled their daubers like glow sticks at a rave. I glanced at Dad, hoping for guidance, but he just adjusted his hat and nodded sagely.

The trailer’s rear swung wide, knocking over a row of chairs. B-14, G-52, N-33—I called out numbers, hoping they’d guide me. But this wasn’t bingo; it was a cosmic dance. The universe had shuffled its cards, and I was the wild joker.

Then it happened. The trailer aligned perfectly with the “Free Space.” The crowd held its breath. The bingo caller leaned in, her sequins winking like distant stars. “Steve,” she said, “you’ve won… a lifetime supply of hay!”

Hay? I’d expected a toaster or maybe a coupon for the local diner. But hay? Dad’s eyes twinkled behind his shades. He knew something I didn’t—the secret language of bingo halls, where cattle trailers pirouetted and names changed like constellations.

As I accepted my bales of hay, I realized confusion wasn’t the enemy. It was the bridge between ordinary and extraordinary. So, I revved the trailer’s engine, aimed for the exit, and whispered, “Level 3, here I come.”

And Dad? He tipped his hat, the sun catching his lenses just right. “Yeehaw,” he murmured. “Bingo ain’t for the faint-hearted.”


lol, "cattle trailer's engine"

my first thought was it was about how fresh out of the bush I am.

[Pulgasari]

3:41 am

plus sized black girl assassin

I knocked her out at one point earlier in the dream, can't recall why

I'm a dead man walking

She's after me with her ideological assassin network to kill me for that and saying something offensive to their agenda

I experience the feeling that I'm a dead man walking

A computer nerd (looks like boogie mixed with carl from aqua teen) has a spy network of his own and is willing to save me, matrix-style

I decline his offer, things will be fine

I quietly walk up the hotel stairs and go to bed in a darkroom in a cozy bed. it looks safe enough.

Quiet shot to the brain(enters slowly and cold from the top of my skull) as I sleep regretful and aware of my death for some fleeting seconds before I hit the mental desktop screen like its the main menu of my life

realize I can either accept it or wake up

3:43 am

awake, upset, write this down

[arvidez]

good one. i made it political for you...

white guilt
fear pc mob
pass on maga
retreat into self
woke or die

[Jimjam]

I gotta draw a picture of this sea turtle I saw in one of my dreams. I still haven't forgotten it lol.


Already done it for you, pal!
https://i.imgur.com/OKCTvxs.png

[Duik]

I hosted a fancy dress party for my fellow Veterinarians Deano turns up in his normal clothes and a woman on his back.

I said whats up Deano, what are you dressed as?
Imma Turtle, this is Michelle.

[magnetaress]

Already done it for you, pal!
https://i.imgur.com/OKCTvxs.png

nono this kinda face

https://i.imgur.com/LOyBmRb.png

just like that

anyway i like urs too ) i remember the lodizal islands, u got the sky just right :D

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tonight i dreamed about a secret nuclear missile silo in an ancient and sandy archeological site and giant spiders one of them got my sister in the back before i killed it

[Jimjam]

Sounds like u were dreaming of the deserts of ro and the lost super weapons buried in the sands, along with the ancient elf kingdom. Spesh the big spiders!

[magnetaress]

Sounds like u were dreaming of the deserts of ro and the lost super weapons buried in the sands, along with the ancient elf kingdom. Spesh the big spiders!

This makes total sense now. Thank you!

[arvidez]

Tell ur weird ass dreams




took pants off to find i had pooed myself. then i'm frantic with shame or possible embarrassment when i couldn't find the pooed in pants. i thought i had found them, but it was the jacket portion of a white jogging suit the pooed in pants belonged to.

[magnetaress]

that is wierd

i dreamed some drama where we were helping this lady with a record shop and she couldnt get any business while ours was booming

[Rimitto]

is your avatar supposed to be medli or is that just a coincidence?

[magnetaress]

Coincidence

[magnetaress]

It's a deep gnome from M&M

[Rimitto]

It's literally medli from windwaker

https://orig00.deviantart.net/23e8/f/2013/276/2/1/tloz__the_wind_waker___wallpaper___medli_and_larut _by_thelimomon-d6p2w1u.jpg