Mar 4, 2025
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I had dream that a friend of mine was doing some kind of blog/livestream and was telling her audience about her uncle who had blue skin. she was saying something about how he was born one shade and “by the time he was my age he was damn near violet.” in the dream I knew this would be the perfect opportunity for me to cover Blue by Eiffel 65 as background music, but I left my synth in the car and had to go out to get it. when I got to my car i looked through the window and saw my synth in the passenger seat, but I didn’t have my keys on me. woke up without getting to live by best blue man life.
Feb 20, 2024
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had this dream a few days ago and i can't stop thinking about it.
i was at this very hippie, psychedelic inspired festival but my mom and some other family member were with me also. we are about to leave when i see this huge building overgrown with moss and vines. it looks like a mayan building, not the usual pyramidal temple like thing but more like the inside of a palace that had the height of about 3 two-storey houses.
i walk closer and closer and see the arc of an entrance that i just know is off limits to the public, perhaps because it leads to their sacred city.
a shaman appears from the entrance, makes his way to the open space where lots of peolpe are gathered now as if we were in a theatre. now the lights are all on the 'stage' shining on him as he starts dancing and doing tricks. he has a bunch of different knives, necklaces and artifacts i can't identify and the show feels magical. however, suddenly a man sneaks up to where the shaman has intricately placed his 'props' and takes them one by one. i am watching in utter disbelief about how disrespectful this is but somehow i have this insight that the robber man has been drugged with something that is making him act completely out of character.
the shaman of course notices what he's doing and asks him to leave and give his things back multiple times in the calmest voice. this is until about the 4th time when the guy is finally escorted out of the place by some club bouncers. because of the time trying to get him off the stage took up, the shaman's show had to end early to get back on schedule for whoever is performing next.
i notice i am now sitting at a table, farther from the stage with some of my family, with my mom's best friend on my left side and her husband on my right. the next show starts and it's a hungarian band singing one of the most popular songs in hungary (unfortunately i can not remember which one they played) but it was interrupted by the drugged man who now appears to be on a stretcher, tied down, he's foaming at the mouth, lips swollen to thrice their original size and his eyes look like he had been crying for hours or as if he was having a serious allergic reaction.
i redirect my attention to the menu/table we're sitting at and my legs feel really cold so i ask dora (mom's friend) if she can give me some of the blanket her and the other people are covering their legs with. the blanket is not long enough so she covers only my left leg and her husband my right with the blanket the other side of the table had too lol
dora then starts apologising for not bringing me any presents, even though she knew i would be here.
i ask my mom if there are any news about my childhood best friend (the neighbour that my parents still live beside) and one of my old classmates from primary school because i dreamt of them 2 days before i was in this dream (i remembered the dream i had while dreaming???!!!). but she says no nothing new except old classmate now has an online brownie store (website is xyzbrownie.data) and sells little cereal shape brownies of all kinds of flavours.
the waiter comes and it's my best friend from hungary and she asks me if we're ready to order but my mom's ex-friend cuts me off and asks for a cappuccino.
abruptly i awaken
Jul 17, 2024
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I had a dream recently where we were in an airport getting ready to go to NYC...
In the terminal, there were kiosks where you would deposit a pair of your socks, and the socks would get sent to Jake Gyllenhaal - the kiosks were branded with his face. It was like a mandatory gag that was part of passing through TSA, but he was in on it too. It was implied that he would then send your socks back to you, but somehow I knew that in the future, Jake did not send my Darn Tough socks back to me. I was rightfully pissed.
We then boarded the plane, but the seats, instead of facing forward, were stadium-style bench seats facing the side. On the far wall, Reese Witherspoon was giving a talk while we were parked on the tarmac. She later sat down next to me, and I ended up sliding into her during takeoff, because physics. Neither of us said anything, and I sat in an awkward silence until I woke up.
In the spirit of PI.FYI, consider this a rec for Darn Tough socks, but I'd love to know what the hell this dream means otherwise.
Feb 9, 2024
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You know what I miss, just a casual conversation about movies.
Not everything has to be so deep. Just love the movie for what it is on the surface. The lighting, the shots, the costumes, the sets. IT’S ART.
I know movies are telling a story and sometimes it has a political agenda.
But sometimes it’s nice just to sit back and just watch.
Feb 20, 2025
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If your only offering a part time job and you require a cover letter as well as a resume.
GTFO!
Mar 30, 2025
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When we die, do you think we’ll get all the knowledge of the universe?
Like will I finally get to know who got shot at the end of the Sopranos?
Mar 21, 2025