Dreams involving cult members
Awesome.

So I think according to this thread, Frank is the dreamiest cultie.
I have dreamt about Irina and Imke before. I think we just hung out in a cafe... my dreams are never that krazy to be honest.
Did we also have cookies? That must've been a nice get together.
It was! You were both holidaying in London. Can't remember if there were cookies, but probably cakes and tea!
One day it will happen!
If I go to Warwick it will happen sometime this year.
Goddamnit look at the avatar on the person who made this thread. Gaaah!
I dreamed about Brock Landers fucking my wife and her mum at the same time. It was horrible. I had a wife.
Yeah, only in dreams.
I last dreamt I met up with Derek, Pete, Stephen and a couple other male culties in Las Vegas. They were there for my cousin's bachelor party. I just remember being on the casino floor of Caesar's when I saw them all.

Hooray!
I had a dream once where myself Frank and Cujo went to a stripclub. (as if that would ever happen). Frank and I were sulking because all the strippers were chasing after Cujo and ignoring us. Then Franks cousin Pablo came out from behind the curtain riding and elephant.
Awesome.

I had a dream once that a crocodile that belonged to Jane was trying to eat my arm.
I had a dream that I left Irina and my friend to babysit Lucy! I can't remember anything else about it.
Good idea, Sarah. I'd take care of her like a pro, but it'd be hard for me to let her sleep, I just love those little eyes.
Last night I had a dream about culties on facebook.
Ludwig and Barbara posted photos of their wedding anniversary, but they were more like wedding photos. Barbara was wearing a beautiful white dress and there was a picture of Ludwig bringing out a three tiered cake with a candle on each tier. They blew out the candles in one photo. And then Barbara announced on Facebook she was pregnant! All the culties were very excited. I remember Tom commented.
this is an excellent dream and i demand it to be a prophetic one ! our anniversary is next month ! we´re going to amsterdam this weekend. must look for a white dress!
I had another dream about Cam.
I was at a hospital. I saw Cam there admitting her aunt. I knew somehow that her uncle had been abusing them. I spent the dream saving Cam from her abusive uncle. I was a hero.
You're a hero!
Last night I drempt that Melody was helping me organise an estate sale and all this random junk I had turned out to be worth thousands of dollars, old ceramic planters and train sets and pictures (stuff I do not actually own) in the middle of the sale I received a letter from Irina that was folded into the tiniest square and tied with a piece of string, when I opened it there were about five huge amethyst crystals inside (way bigger than the tiny square of paper could contain) and then I went to the cult to tell you all about it and instead of posting I checked the picture thread and Tuff had spammed the hell out of it with about fifty pictures of himself in chronological order from early childhood to current.
Didn't that last part really happen before?
If I had a room full of jewels, I would send you amethysts only because they'd match your eyes perfectly.
I think that last part has happened a couple times.
And, Irina... 

Sounds about right.
Last night I dreamt about a former Cultie. She wasn't in the dream, but her boyfriend was. I was trying to assassinate him. It was a frustrating dream. He wouldn't die.
This is why we can't have nice things.
I hate it when people I am trying to kill won't die.
I also forgot I posted that dream in this thread. Too bad it wasn't prophetic. Melody could come tell me all my junk is worth rich stuff.
Weird, I rarely check this thread but I thought to myself, "maybe someone dreamed about me, I'll never know if I don't check the thread."
"I'm glad I live in the GPS era. In a different century, I would've set off to visit the other side of the village and wandered off into the mountains and been eaten by a carnivorous plant. Or discovered the Americas."
-LaJessica
I dreamt last night that I was in England and Hattie was showing me the houses of the countryside. Very pleasant, very pretty.
Then we went up to one house, and met the occupants at the gate; a mother and a young daughter. The mother was very Peggoty - which is to be expected - but the daughter was like one of those singing fairy princess girls, all pinched and chavvy. I noticed that she had a tumor about the size and shape of a little girl's pinkie finger growing out the side of her head. Then I noticed that I was, for some reason, standing in the grass barefoot.
This is why we can't have nice things.
My reaction when reading that was:
Awwwwweugggh?!
My dreams always go somewhere weird.
This is why we can't have nice things.
It was kind of a buzzkill, though, yeah.
This is why we can't have nice things.
The other night I was having nightmares, and in my nightmares I was having nightmares, and in my original nightmare when I woke up from having my nightmare Nightrious was there in my bed, he was my boyfriend. But I was scared of him because he was so much like this scary thing in the nightmare I was having in my nightmare. Phew.
HA! It spreads, like a dark mist up in this muhfucka.
hahahaha
My first Cultie dream last night, I guess. It's weird, cuz I don't have a good idea of what any of you look like. Like, I wouldn't be able to recognize any of you if you were just walking around. But that's exactly what happened in my dream.
I was at a movie theater and I passed by what I guess was Jes, and we both turn around like, "Aren't you... yeaaah." I forgot what we talked about, but I was surprised to see that she wasn't as witty in "real life", but that's probably because it was my own brain coming up with the conversation. Then some old friends (particularly ones that kinda hate me now) started appearing, along with some family, out of nowhere, buying popcorn, waiting in line for the movie, etc. I was too overwhelmed, so I decided not to go into the movie and just leave.
I remember it took me forever to find my car, cuz I forgot where I parked.
I don't remember at all what Jes looks like.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
You're missing on some fabulous stuff, Lib.
I was at a movie theater and I passed by what I guess was Jes, and we both turn around like, "Aren't you... yeaaah." I forgot what we talked about, but I was surprised to see that she wasn't as witty in "real life", but that's probably because it was my own brain coming up with the conversation. Then some old friends (particularly ones that kinda hate me now) started appearing, along with some family, out of nowhere, buying popcorn, waiting in line for the movie, etc. I was too overwhelmed, so I decided not to go into the movie and just leave.
I remember it took me forever to find my car, cuz I forgot where I parked.
I don't remember at all what Jes looks like.
This is the most realistic dream ever.
Adelheid told me years ago that I look like the villain mean girl in a Disney show. I've mentioned this to people and the consensus was... You DO look super bitchy.
Realistic? I never walk out of a movie, and I never forget where I park. Also, I think a lot of weird shit was going on while this normal stuff happened. I could jump really, really high, and some people were having sex in the arcade area, on the air hockey table.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
I've heard her hair's incredible. But I've had people say the same about mine.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Oh I was only talking about the shit involving me.
I was at a movie theater and I passed by what I guess was Jes, and we both turn around like, "Aren't you... yeaaah."
That's exactly what I would say.
Now you won't be.
And her legs.
Can't wait.
Now I really can't wait.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
That came out more creepy than funny. Mah bad.
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Hahahahaha...euw.
This is why we can't have nice things.
Nahhh. Were you around for Ironman? Now that guy knew how to blur the line.
That would be the place to have sex, Imagine that cool air.
As your attorney, my advise to you is to start drinking heavily(er).-Tuffy
I remember him, but I don't remember him. Was he anything like RDJ's ironman? Cuz that guy put beer goggles on all of his pick up lines.
Oh gawd... Hunny! Forget about getting a pool table!
Si vis pacem, para bellum
Oh my god no.
hahahahano.
This is why we can't have nice things.
So he didn't blur it so much as jump it like a shark.
Si vis pacem, para bellum


Regular beetle size, but all sleek and black and decked out inside like a limo. And people we smooshing into them like too many clowns in a clown car.