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« on: November 16, 2006, 16:14 » |
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I'm not sure about creating such a topic on this forum... but the introduction page to my gallery on SR says that I think about Lisa often, and that's true.  Perhaps that's why I see dreams involving this little girl at least several times per year - most of them are short and don't make sense, but some of them deserve sharing. I guess. I want to know your opinion - would you mind if I post something here? If that's too much for this forum, I'll close the topic.
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« Reply #1 on: November 16, 2006, 17:59 » |
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Perfectly fine if you ask me  I'm sure if you've read my thingie on SR, I had a dream about some buldozer chasing Bart and Lisa, which sparked my interest in Simpsons. That and among others. Anyway, I'd like to hear these Serge 
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« Reply #2 on: November 16, 2006, 20:26 » |
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I once had a dream about Lisa baking a large cake for someone's wedding... strange.
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« Reply #3 on: November 17, 2006, 10:47 » |
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Do daydreams count? Cause I've had plenty of those  And I agree with Casper. I wouldn't mind if you posted your dreams here.
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« Reply #4 on: November 17, 2006, 19:05 » |
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I don't see why not, as long as they're not going to completely freak everyone out 
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« Reply #5 on: November 19, 2006, 14:25 » |
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The problem is, I'm not sure  I hope they won't. This is my very first Lisa-related dream which I remembered and wrote down, and also the most bright and touching one so far. It happened more than a year ago, but I still remember it very well. I'm copying it from the old chatlog, only fixed the grammar and style a bit. But the content is unchanged. Here it is. I was walking by the street, many unknown buildings were around, high, with many apartments each, pretty ugly looking and colored bright pink (?). They were surrounding me, I was trying to find the way out, but without visible success. Then I heard that somebody called my name. I raised my head, looked at one of the buildings and saw Lisa looking back at me from the window at the second floor.
I screamed "Lisa!" and dashed to the entrance door, opened it, raced upstairs and started looking around, trying to decide which door in the hallway is hers. That moment the left door opened itself and Lisa came out looking at me. Heck, she was adorable - like in the show, an 8 year old little girl, maybe just a bit "humanized", I'm not sure now. Anyway, I was stunned to see her in real, I couldn't believe my eyes. I stepped towards her, she stepped outside the door. I dropped down my knees, stretched my arms, she came to me and we hugged each other - almost squeezed. I'll never forget that moment, it was really beautiful, I swear my life I really felt that. Our hug lasted for 5 minutes at least 
Then we let each other go and she let me in. She showed me her apartments - the most strange thing is, she lived there alone (?). It was a really tiny flat, with low ceilings, one living room with a sofa and a desk, a really small kitchen (we hardly could fit there together), a bathroom and a hallway. We chatted a lot, unfortunately I cannot remember now what about.
Some time passed, and I had to say "Lisa, I'm sorry, but I have to go. Will you visit me too sometimes?" and she answered, "Are you kidding? I don't wanna be here anymore, I'm going with you." She packed her small possessions and we stepped out of the building. The last scene I remember from my dream - we were walking down the street together, holding our hands.
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« Reply #6 on: November 19, 2006, 20:51 » |
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Nah, I don't think we're into freakout territory with that one, it's a little strange but then dreams tend to be strange!
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« Reply #7 on: November 19, 2006, 21:49 » |
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Nice dream!  I'll post one once I've had one 
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« Reply #8 on: November 19, 2006, 22:04 » |
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I can't remember having anyway distinctive dreams involving The Simpsons. I know I have deffinetly had a few in the past, but can't remember em now  My dreams can be very realistic and vivid, so they usualy involve real life situations that somehow end up as nonsense...  , If I ever get another Simpson dream,(and remember it) I shall type it up here 
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« Reply #9 on: November 20, 2006, 00:47 » |
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I had 4 very strange Lisa dreams. In the 1st dream, I was in a subway tunnel, and I saw Lisa sitting in the edge in a shadow. I rushed over to her, she was bleeding on her wrists, her forehead, her stomach, and lower legs. She was also wearing a black, tattered hooded robe. I asked her, "Who did this to you?" she didn't say anything, but instead pointed downwards. Then, there was a really long silence. 2 trains passed, one was very short [about 1 car long], and the other was very long [about 70 cars long]. When I turned around to see the very long one, when I looked back, she was gone.
In the next dream [Which took place 2 nights after the previous one], I was at what looked like the gates of heaven, and saw Lisa waiting on the other side of the gates, and she had long, elegant wings, a halo, and a white gown on. For some reason, once again, I asked her "Who did this to you?" and she once again, said nothing, and pointed upward.
In the third dream, [which too place 1 week past the previous dream], I saw Lisa on the sidewalk walking to school. She had a backpack that looked very heavy on her back, for she was struggling to carry it. Again, I asked her "Who did this to you?" and she pointed all around her.
The last dream I had last night. I saw Lisa at about age 25, sitting at the C.E.O desk of a large company [I'm not quite sure what it was]. I walked toward her, and I asked her, once again, "Who did this to you?" She paused, but then pointed to me.
I can understand if you don't want to believe be when I tell you this. It is very rare for a sequence of dreams like this to occur, but, if you believe me, you believe me. If you don't, then you don't.
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« Reply #10 on: November 20, 2006, 01:09 » |
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@DagdamorJust, wow........ I envy your subconsious imagination. I'm typing this when I know full well I should be going to sleep... but I cant resist telling you how much I want a dream like that  To be honest I think your a very good father figure to her. Maybe we should call you the 'daddy of Lisa Simpson'  But seriously, its a really nice thought. Thanks for sharing that. @Amatur_PoetWhoa, weird... re-occuring dreams are just damn freaky. Cant say any two dreams have ever been linked in my head. Or, maybe with one exception but, its not Simpson related. @CasperGo to sleep! But first, maybe a short talk about that stupid bulldozer dream I had. Basicly, Bart and Lisa where running outside school, when this bulldozer came behind them. (There was no 'me' in this dream, I was just a spectator, or so it would seem) They ran into a hole in the ground, and fell into a bright red soft springy texture. The walls where all black, when, the bulldozer 'came from the wall' but, it was like all of a sudden it was a flat surface... I couldnt explain it if I had a million words. Basicly Bart turned to Lisa and said "I guess this is it"... she lunged towards him and hugged him. They stood eyes closed on this springy texture hugging while the bulldozer closed in. I woke up before it made impact... (non-dream related: After that dream the following day, I decided I was a Simpsons enthusiast, and procedded to record all the episodes I could. Soon gave up, and decided to draw them instead. And thats how I started drawing!)I've had one other Simpson-ish dream but, it was too short and pointless. Basicly Lisa was wearing green t-shirt, and green shorts, with extremely long hear with swords on her back. I dont even know what she was doing but... there you go 
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« Reply #11 on: November 20, 2006, 01:24 » |
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@Amatur_Poet Whoa, weird... re-occuring dreams are just damn freaky. Cant say any two dreams have ever been linked in my head. Or, maybe with one exception but, its not Simpson related.
The weirdest part is, after thinking about them for a while, I think I know what they mean... not entirely sure, though. here's what I think: In the first dream, she pointed down, so I think she means the devil did this to her. In the second one, she pointed up, so maybe that means God did this to her. In the third dream, she pointed all around, so maybe that means people around her did this to her. The last one... I think I know the answer, but I'm worried I might have been missing something, for my guess is too obvious. Sorry if I may have offended a few of you by my guesses, but my religion is Christianity, so it would be obvious that my answers in this given situation would be something in that area.
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« Reply #12 on: November 20, 2006, 04:36 » |
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Well dreams can be weird. I have had tons of simpsons dreams, but i can only remember one in particular. I will kind of write this like I do with every thing, in story form.
It was very dark outside because of the clouds. The rain was coming down heavily and I stood amongst three other people. Maggie stood to the right of me, Zeke to the left, and Zeke's angel form in front of me. all were in long trench coats and so was I. There was a bit of inaudible dialogue and we all proceeded to enter a very tall building. I looked up before entering the door and saw a flash of light through the clouds and my eyes followed a drop of rain to the ground from about the 37th floor.
A large swat team was already inside and waiting for orders. Lisa had been abducted (or somthing to the effect) and we were all there to get her back. While Maggie and Zeke stood around the swat commander, i walked over to a large water fountain and sat down. I felt as though I did not belong there, but i drew my numerous weapons out from under my coat. I checked every clip and chamber to assure proper use.
Everyone stormed up the stairs and the elevator to the 29th floor. (even though I was asleep, i felt the strain from going up that many flights of stairs and all the workout my heart was getting.) Upon arriving on the 29th floor, we were fired at. The swat team stepped forward and used their special gear to protect us. A few seconds later, there was silence. I never fired a shot. I hear a scream from a room that had been passed and I turned around. I kicked the door in and saw Lisa there hanging off the ground by ropes and hooks. She was safe but she was really flailing about. Zeke and Maggie walked into the room and took care of the few guards that i did not see.
They both lowered her down and stepped away to check the hall for safe passage. Suddenly out of nowhere, a man appeared behind her and pressed a knife against her throat. We all stood there in horror as she was pulled back. Her neck had been mildly cut and she was bleeding. Complying with the demands of the man, everyone, except me, dropped their weapons. The man just kept yelling at me and he eventually pulled out his sidearm. I could not drop my gun. I was so afraid. He fired a shot and it hit me right in the chest and i dropped. Zeke and Maggie ran to me and tried to keep me alive.
The man yelled at them to get away from me and the complied. I lay there on the ground bleeding and i was almost invisible to him. I was able to pull out my other pistol from my jacket. I fired one shot before the man noticed and it hit him right in the head.
That is where it ended. I know that it sounds odd, but then so am I.
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« Reply #13 on: November 20, 2006, 20:09 » |
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Most peoples dreams here are vividly detailed  I'm missing out! Mine are like a blur, and even then its about somthing I could care less about... like my brother in an oven. Bah!
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« Reply #14 on: November 20, 2006, 21:48 » |
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Yeah, it's incredible how detailed and especially... *rational* dreams can some people have. From my experience, dreams just like to jump from a situation to another with really unexpected turns and totally unreasonably. Anyway... i can't say i had the pleasure of having any Lisa dream. Or if i had i never remembered: There's one i remember, but it was just a two second thing... i was going at an Amusement park with friends, and i'm sure i saw Homer on the line out of a ride i was going on, she was walking with Maggie sitting on his shoulder.s She wawed at me and i smiled and waved back  Then i jsut got on he ride and i found myself at work, trying to keep my screen from falling off the desk from the gravity of the ride  Anyway, that's it 
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