DREAMS OF MORPHEUS
(or what do morpheus project members dream of?)

Thanks go to Dan and the others who let me persuade them that putting this on the web was a good idea.

- Mircalla

Had a wierd dream last night, twas strange, let me illuminate you;

well,

I first saw space and stars and it looked pretty and lovely then along comes a huge starship battle cruiser that i can't describe but the details became clearer and clearer until i got a clear image of it and its name appeared on the side, the ship was called JESUS H CHRIST.

Then i saw the captain o the ship that just happened to be me as Father Ted Theodore Logan, the crew complment was entirely made up of priests, priest techies, priest space marines etc.

Then vampire cruisers came in with full complment of pointy teeth, issue command active the high energy cross lasers, blue lasers in cross formation then procede to atomise the vampires. and i went blank.

Must be an in character dream seen as it was my father ted live action roleplay type person, i am now officially strange cos i had that dream which i am sure is not normal and i know someone else that does that and everyone has now said i am strange so thats ok then i admit it so i must be normal i think.

This another dream story. Had this one recently, I find it worrying.

Right, I'm in the Elehouse (drinking establishment) and I'm nervous. My friends are sittng as far away as I can get them. The door opens and in I walk, however this me is wearing tatty clothes wearing my special slippers (more holes than footwear), eating pizza, with a distinct smell of gear around him. Comes over, sits down offers me pizza.

Next this other me appears. Nine foot tall, Rambo muscles and wearing nothing but a loin cloth. Sits by me. Next a skinhead me, in a straitjacket with green and purple horns (I blame this on the Prodigy video for "Breathe") appears. Followed by a tuxedoed me, monk me, female me, me in a white robe, in a black robe and a grey robe.

Carries on until there's fourteen me's and, well, me.

Finally this last me arrives. Pure of face and regally dressed

The waves of evil and hate coming of this me are frankly startling.

I then here the "real" me say "We are here. Time to decide"

I then stand up, out of my body, which we all point at and as we do a shield of energy surrounds it. Everything else blends into the background.

I know to get the body back I must defeat all of these me's.

I know there is no escape.

All hell breaks lose. It's me's fighting all over and through the tables and chairs until there's just me and the evil bastard left.

The evil me says in a sineous voice "I have a place of joy especially prepared for you."

A hole starts to appear under me.

But somehow something goes wrong and the hole appears under him and he falls but manages to grab the sides. I rush over and extend a hand and scream at him "Tell me the secret". So he grabs my hand puts his other hand on my forehead and says "Remember". Unfortunatly he then thrusts himself up, out of the pit and causes me to fall in to my own private hell, which shuts behind me.

The evil me stands at the top and laughs. He walks towards my body. The shield has disappeared.

He's just about to touch it when a blast of white light throws him clear across the room and he dissolves. These twelve beings of pure white light materialize where I fell into the hole which opens up and I emerge as the thirteenth being. A glowing door appears and my fellow "angels" each point a finger at the door which opens, revealing a paradise of unimaginable splendour. The others cross over, I am about to when I look back at my friends, and realise that I must give then up. So I turn myself human again and turn away from the door which shuts behind me and can never be opened by me again.

This is what worries me. I would give up virtual godhood for that lot?

I don't think so.

It's worse than the "Oh, look at the cute bunny rabbits!" incident.

It's like I'm turning into a human being or something.

oh well let me tell you ABOUT A DREAM i had recently, i was dreaming that i was planning a robbery of gold bullion, which was being kept in a submarine and i was going to pull this robbery off with a semi-automatic shotgun loaded with ham rolls and a bread knife. The wierd thing was loading the bread rolls into the shotgun because one of them went in sideways and i new that a bread roll can not be fired from a gun if it was sideways on in it, so there was this big panic on getting the roll the right way around before the submarine surfaced and we boarded it. Just when we where about to board it, I woke up it was about this point that i actually realised that there is no way i could have a shotgun loaded with 9 Ham rolls, there is no way they would fit.

Here's the dream: