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One night dreamt of eatting fried eggs. So I woke up and cooked myself some eggs and bacon.

I've also had some pretty messed up dreams. Like saving my neighbours from invading ninja's and being kept hostage by my cat.

My dreams often tend to come true. Its never really anything exciting like meeting a celebrity or something. It's often something dumb and random, sometimes about people I haven't met yet or places I haven't been yet. Shit freaks me out sometimes.

I once had a dream that a group of 12 year old boys brutally gang raped me while they were calling me "fag" and "idiot".

Shortly thereafter, I got on Newgrounds.

i drink a lot, i hardly ever remember my dreams

I have been having this recrring nightmare in which I am an arctic wolf and a tribe of eskimos kill my entire pack I only wake up as im about to die. I made a painting about it.

I always have nightmares which i hardly remeber. And i always wake up with this really scary jolt, like i'm falling out of bed, but it like, fills me with this freaky sense of dread and guilt. Its sort of... scary as fuck :C Sometimes i remember scenes from the dream which makes good drawing prectice, but they always come out sort of rubbish.

I'm a happy person :D

Sometimes when I fall asleep on the sofa for 10 minutes, I wake up really shocked, as if I have just tripped, feeling like I have just tripped over, I feel really uneasy, shakey, and I never have any other kind of dreams.

I rarely remember any of my dreams, the only dream I can remember was of me and several of my friends on the top floor of an office building eating Pasta with god...

My dreams confound me. I love the ones I can manage to control with my mind, but the ones I believe are realistic may be a bit harder to overcome.

My dreams sometimes take over me.

I once told someone, what i thought someone said to me, but then i realised what they said was in a dream i had!
I shalt be doing that again :P

Not specifically my dreams, since I can never remember them, but many of the concepts for my flash animations come from when I am lying in bed, thinking. And most other ideas too, for that matter..

never!
they burn up my inspiration

The last dream I can remember is about having stabbed a guy in the eye, then having taken his sword and sliced him up. I woke up and thought it was real.
Fuck, I have problems.

That happens to me a lot actually. Most of the time, I dream about the next painting I will paint. I'll be dreaming about something random and I'll notice a painting on the wall which is one of mine. However I can only tell this because it is painted my own particular painting style. And it bears my signature of course. Usually after I have a dream like this I get up and start a new painting.

At 12/28/08 04:21 PM, kr8to wrote: sometimes i fall in my dreams...thus forcing me to wake up.

Yeah that happens to me too. I hate that but it hasn't happened in a while...

Mabye your psychic and Brad Pitt is a serial killer. I'd say it warrants investigation.

Inspiration and genius are one and the same thing.

My dreams fucking haunt me, and those are the ones without graphic violence in them. I always get dreams about things in life I'm avoiding dealing with, it is like a big wake up call, but I still don't change anything. I wish I had the courage to follow my dreams advise, but I just don't.

The book I'm writing was inspired by a dream.

I had a dream that i was in some uderground cave filed with sulfur and we were taking a tour. Suddenly bombs went off and we had to leave through a vent. As i got through, a middle aged man knocked me back down with a hose and as i fell back in, it cut to third person.... I WAS A BABY FOX WEASEL THING.
I had a dream that i was in a mall full of zombies and my whole family was there. There was also a labyrinthine place where I was on a raft and there were dark shapes in my periferal vision. I also haluccianted due to intense thirst before. Ahh good times.

I had a dream when I was 7... Yeah I think it was 7. (I still remember it so it must have scared the crap out of me.) Where I was being chased by a giant snake made out of swirling paper's that was at least 10 feet tall not standing up. I was on the back of a open roofed truck and if the truck didn't go fast enough I would have been swallowed. Other than that for any dream that inspired me it was one were I was this robot, I forgot most of it but I remember what the robot looked like it was a very smooth silver one. That inspired me to make this one character.

I had a dream that I was doing a pretty young lass, and when I woke up I was inspired to jack off.

Considering the last dream I remember was of me walking to a train station in Africa, then buying a train ticket, I would say no, my dreams don't inspire me.

Boy my dreams are lame.

"From the deepest recesses of imagination"... Dreams unlock potential in everyone. Like for instance, I had no idea how I was gonna fasten motorcycle 2 wheels to the front of my trike and be able to rotate them.

Then I had a dream where I was riding a scooter and looked down at the forks. The top part of the fork glided against the frame... And I was like "Hey wait aminute"

So I added a highly elevated rack-and-pinon steering system to my trike. It was so high up I could rest my foot under it!