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hairybare
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 Posted - 08/21/2009 : 11:14:06
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Argonaut, I have the same issue with my garments, I would much rather be seen nude than in these sacred clothes and have taken them off with my regular clothes in one motion often my self. Raven your dream portends that you must become a proctologist...sucks to be you!!! Or should I say stinks to be you.
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mfletch7
USA
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Posted - 08/22/2009 : 20:12:49
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| Don't get into the proctologist jokes now (when doctors have a potluck dinner it is the proctologist who brings the buns). |
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Ravenwarbird
Canada
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Posted - 09/19/2009 : 04:12:52
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| Last night I had a dream where I was camping in a park near my parents house and my Ward was going on a Temple trip. I slept in and they were waiting for me but I could not find my cloths I brought with me so I could go to the Temple with them. The strangest part of the dream was that I was fully clothed when I woke up in the dream took my clothes off as I was running to catch up with my ride. I was trying to change from my street clothes to my Sunday clothes while running. I ended up loosing everything and ran to the Temple naked. They still let me in though and I did Baptisms and I did not have to wear the jump suit, they let me stay naked the whole time. |
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argonaut
USA
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Posted - 09/19/2009 : 18:25:12
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Originally posted by Ravenwarbird
I did not have to wear the jump suit, they let me stay naked the whole time.
Was that the Calgary temple? Where did you keep your recommend? |
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Ravenwarbird
Canada
726 Posts |
Posted - 09/20/2009 : 16:19:57
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Originally posted by argonaut
Was that the Calgary temple? Where did you keep your recommend?
It was the Cardston Temple, Calgary does not have one yet(under construction, and wouldn't you like to know. |
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Hopkington Kalazan
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Posted - 09/21/2009 : 21:08:58
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Originally posted by Ravenwarbird
I did not have to wear the jump suit, they let me stay naked the whole time.
"A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep ..." |
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Ravenwarbird
Canada
726 Posts |
Posted - 10/04/2009 : 01:23:08
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Had a strange dream last night. I drove a van full of kids, I think my nieces soccer team, to the old part of town for a soccer game. Odd note this is not the first time I have dreamed of that part of town that does not really exist. So as I am watching the game by back gets itchy and when I scratch it I feel a stiff hair there so I pull it out; last thing I want is a hairy back. The itch does not go away however and spreads over my shoulder blades. The itch is maddening and every hair I pull out is longer and thicker than the last one. It hurts to pull them out but is the only way to relieve the unbearable itch. I get to a point that I can't pull them out by myself and they keep growing and spreading over my back.
The only way I can get relief is to rub by back against the walls and posts of the shack I am standing in with the rest of the spectators. I am trying to do this discreetly as I do not want anyone to notice but people are starting to notice as I am shredding the walls and such and the spines are protruding through my shirt. All that rubbing and needle spine growth eventually shreds the back of my shirt enough for my to just rip it off and as soon as I do the itching is gone. Oh the sweet relief. So I am left standing topples with a whole lot of like foot long quills sticking out of my back but not my spine. Some people notice but then go back to watching the game as do I.
After the game I walk home with a blind English girl I met at the game. Later she turns into a Werewolf but neither I nor she seems to care. I woke up before we made it home and man was I dazed and confused. Can someone please interpret that one for me? I assume it has something do to with global warming, that or the desire to get my shirt off and free up my body.
Remember the simple things are the fundamentals of life. Choose ye your path this day. |
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argonaut
USA
1955 Posts |
Posted - 10/04/2009 : 01:43:26
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That is a weird one Raven.
I had three naked dreams this morning. I have been down with the flu for a while, and have some cracked ribs from a work related accident, so I have not been sleeping well, until last night. I slept until 9:45 am and missed the first 45 minutes of conference. But I did have some great dreams. The first two were fairly normal nude dreams where I am nude but no body else is, and no one cares. The third one was very unique and vivid. I was at a mall and had to find a bathroom. I found a clothing optional bathroom, restaurant and spa. The bathroom and restaurant opened to the mall and were combined, in that the toilets were the seats for the dining tables. They were not standard toilets however. They were pastel colors and had different designs, with running water and more like streams and waterfalls you sat on or in. I guess the idea was that you could multi-task, as long as you didn't mind doing it in a public place. The spa was behind a large pane of obscured glass. There was a girl sitting at one of the toilet tables but she was not naked. She had on a string around her waist with a loin-cloth thing like a old Native American might wear, but it only covered the front. The tables were kind of on terraces or steps that led up to the spa area. The colors were very vivid and designs unique. When I awoke I was pleased that I had been so creative in my dreams. |
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bryans_saturdays
USA
1765 Posts |
Posted - 10/04/2009 : 21:27:26
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| Ummm... And you think Raven's dream was weird? ;-) |
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rjmma
411 Posts |
Posted - 10/05/2009 : 09:39:39
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| Raven, had you just watched X-men? |
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hairybare
USA
376 Posts |
Posted - 10/06/2009 : 10:03:36
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Hey don't knock the hairy back, it does itch a lot though. It would be a great help as a Canadian, as it would help keep you warm in the winter.
My interpertation of the dream is that you secretly hate soccer and were hoping that all the soccer balls would be kicked up against your quils and ruined so you don't have to watch any more soccer.
Then everyone can play a proper game of real football!
As for Argonaut's, no idea but I do remember being at a race track (I believe the Indy 500) that had toilets that opened into a trough that had water comoing down every now and then, I guess everything rolls down hill!
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Ravenwarbird
Canada
726 Posts |
Posted - 10/06/2009 : 14:03:08
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No, I have not seen X-men in some time. That did not even occur to me, there is a quill guy in the last one "The Last Stand".
I love soccer, use to play on a team when I was young. Also Football IS the correct name for soccer, and is more fun than American football any day  .
As for the hairy back, that is the last thing I would want summer or winter. I have also noticed a correlation between hairy people and warmer climates. Think about it, Mediterranean men are known for being hairy as are Spaniards; however the Inuit and rather hairless and they live in the arctic.
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bryans_saturdays
USA
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Posted - 10/12/2009 : 22:52:38
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Originally posted by Ravenwarbird
As for the hairy back, that is the last thing I would want summer or winter. I have also noticed a correlation between hairy people and warmer climates. Think about it, Mediterranean men are known for being hairy as are Spaniards; however the Inuit and rather hairless and they live in the arctic.
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hairybare
USA
376 Posts |
Posted - 10/13/2009 : 09:44:45
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I ws born in northern Utah, that must be it!
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Ravenwarbird
Canada
726 Posts |
Posted - 10/14/2009 : 01:12:21
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My brother just told me of the dream he had last night and it was chilling.
He was a camp councilor at a kid’s camp and for the first few days he took the kids on hikes, did archery, climbing wall, taught them about animals of the area, normal stuff. One of the odd things about the cabins the kids stayed in, totally normal in the dream but odd to an awake mind, was they were doll house sized and the kids would shrink when they went in and grow when they came out. Also adults could not get in them unless brought in by a kid willingly; you could not force a kid to let you in, not that he would ever do that.
One morning he noticed that one of the girls in his group was gone; no one had seen her since last night. All her stuff was still on her bunk he was told and none of the other staff knew about her being missing. It was then that he learned the true nature of the camp, it was for victims of child abuse, none of the councilors were told so as to maintain a normal camp atmosphere.
My brother went into forensics mode, he said he took finger prints, witness statements, searched the area for evidence and was allowed to go through the missing girls stuff by her friends to find signs of what might have happened to her. He found letters from her father who was MIA overseas and a picture of herself with her mother and a man whose face was scratched off. One of the letters was post marked two days ago and was addressed from her father but the hand writing did not match.
He found shoe prints that matched hers that led off the trail and into the woods. There were signs of a small struggle on the ground and some bushes were broken but most importantly he found one of her shoes and adult sized boot impressions. He followed the tracks in the backwoods to a whole cut in the chain link fence and there was blood on it like someone scratched themselves on it.
It was now night and all he could remember was running through the forest at incredible speeds, leaping from rocks and going tree to tree at times, frantically following the scent of blood on the ground, grass tree trunks and leaves. He said it was like he was some sort of animal and the fresher the blood trail got the more rage he felt. When he found that man he was going to literally rip him apart.
He did not though, he found them at some motel and there were like three guys in the room playing some card game and the girl was standing in the corner naked. He said he has never before ever felt such absolute hatred for someone like he did then. He could taste blood and wanted with every cell of his body to kill those men, to make them suffer a lot. If it were not for an even greater desire to protect that little girl he would have. Instead he crawled in the bathroom window and somehow got the girl to go in there so he could get her out and to safety.
When they were outside he gave her his shirt and carried her to a lake a few kilometers off and told her to say there until he was back. He saw himself leave and disappear into the dark of the forest grinning. His dream stuck with the girl who tossed stones into the lake and hummed “I am a Child of God” until my brother came back. When he did he was covered in something red and it smelled and tasted like copper and iron. He went for a quick dip to wash it off and the girl went swimming too. Then he carried her back to camp and put her in bed.
And then he woke up in a really good mood, he said he felt too happy like he was really happy and had no idea why.
I do not know about you but when he told me that dream it sent chills down my spine. I can not convey what I felt or how he told it but the way he spoke it make it just too real for me. It did not sound like a dream, except the doll house cabins, the way he told it. It was like a nightmare with a happy ending. He also said about the time he left and then came back a while later, he did not know what happened to HIM in between then but thinks he somehow censored his own dream for violence.
To me he corners the Weird Dream market. Some of his dreams I would not mind having but there are a lot I never want to have. And the way he intro'ed it to me.
"Oh yeah, I had this really weird dream last night..." and casual and then he tell me that dream and I am like,
"That is not a WEIRD dream, that is a FREAKY dream. Why did you just tell me that like just before I go to bed?"
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