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"Weird" Dreams You Can Remember!?!? (Melatonin)

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This is all due to Melatonin? Is it that good? :confused:

Somebody take that image above from this thread. It makes me sick, really.
 
The Monkey Man said:
Ok I dreamed

I was having an argument with someone on IM
But we weren't on IM... we were all in a large white room
with a high ceiling, everyone was sitting in chairs, in a circle facing away
from the center and there was a mirror on one wall...
When one of us wanted to speak we had to turn and face the mirror to
talk... and when you turned all you could see was the back of everyones heads... And something told me the miror was two-way and there was a hidden camera behind it...

Anyway I was arguing that you can't love or respect a woman unless
she is intelligent... And everyone told me that hot chicks are not intelligent,
so I must be in love with an ugly woman... So I was instanly transported home where I dicovered that indeed the girl who I had been seeing...
was wearing some sort of bug, you know like a wire they put on a mob informant...

When I removed this device her face changed and she became a troll like creature... She was trying to explain why she did this, but I screamed and pushed her out of the sliding glass door of this condo that I looked at last weekend, which seemed to be my home in the dream...
When she fell out the door she dropped into a cloud of smoke but I could hear her scream all the way down like it was some infinite cavernous hole...
(Like in that scene from The Lost Boys)

After this I was instantly tranformed back into the white room (IM)
where I was with the new girl who works at the World Gym, I have been training at...
ForemanRules was facing the mirror, and he saw her reflection
and pronounced to everyone that she was beautiful and intelligent...
(I could tell it was him by the sound of his voice)-:hmmm:

She was happy that I had brought her to a place where so many people liked her, so she decided to stay and make love to me on the other side of the mirror (I think)

Then I think I woke up, if there was more I don't remember - :shrug:

last night i dreamed about a big mirror like the size of a wall, it was in a truck outside my house n i was trying to figure out how to get it up here... i would rather have dreamed Vanity was a vampire n bit my thigh but eh no such luck...
 
I dreamed that I was in a jungle marking a path through the
foliage by walking forward in front of the truck so the driver
wouldn't hit any hidden obstacles...

We came to a clearing where we met some panicked people who told us there
was a wild beast on the loose and we must flee...

The jungle behind us thundered, and the tree tops shook from across the valley
the disturbance clearly moving toward the clearing fast.
We started to run and as we did I noticed the dead carcauses of humans and animals
on the ground as we ran... I realized we were running toward the home of the beast or
towards a dead end (something didn't feel right)..

Just about this time the creature broke free of the trees and it was a small
gopher like creature who destroyed anything in its path... (like the tasmanian devil)
they beast quickly closed on the slower members of our group and began to rip them to shreds

Suddenly ahead there was a factory-like office building ahead,
I put on the speed to get there in time..

We entered a warehouse-like area at the bottom level and closed the large metal factory door
the beast couldn't get inside, but through the slats in the door,
I could get a clear picture of the creature... It was small like a guinea pig,
but with a hog nose and pointy dracula teeth that could move, shift and spin in its mouth like a buzzsaw.

Feeling safe, I wandered across the warehouse area and found a sweeping staircase that went up
to an office area (some people followed me) We wandered through several floors of offices
till we came to a storage room with boxes and crates of papers, files, and supplies
When we entered the middle of the large room,
we were suddenly surrounded by all facets of unusual creatures,
all of them having traits resembling normal animals..

Then one of the animals appeared in top of a stack of boxes, it looked like a baboon and a warthog
it was carrying a cane and a wore a monacle!?!? The creature spoke,
and announced that he was king and we would be killed if we tried to escape...

He started a rambling speech on how superior his animal freaks were to humans
at which time I began to edge closer to a gap between some boxes...
I waited for my moment and then slipped quietly away where I found a stairway
and slipped upward another level this level had been ransacked...

The entire room was filled with manufacturing and metal fabricating equipment,
as well as woodworking machines and supplies but the metal brakes had clearly been used
to try and cut plywood and some of the sawblades were melted from attempts to cut metal with them...
Then there were huge piles of blue drapery material and green carpet, that had been torn down
and brought to this area...

There were laundry machines and sewing machines that had been torn apart for parts and what looked like
and attempt to find out what they did...

I heard a noise and scaled a short staircase into what appeared to be a boardroom
with a large window that had a view of the peaceful looking valley.

I passed beyond a partition wall, and to my right was a large oval shaped board
which was a crudely fashioned map of the globe with the blue drapery material being the oceans
and pieces of the green carpet collaged into the shape of the continents...

It was right then that I figured that these weirdos were planning
some crappy Dr Evil plot to take over the world...

I looked out the picture window and was thinking of a way to escape, but
the baboon creatures voice sounded behind me...

He told me I was to die, and five or six of the little
guinea-pig creatures marched out from behind him...

Thinking quickly, I told him how impressed I was by the organization the group had accomplished,
but that I thought it looked like they were having some trouble operating the tools, and machinery..

He paused to soak in my response, and then asked what I knew of the operation of such machines.


Then I woke up... Late for work.

:nut:
 
I usually just dream about death.
 
Dreamed I was helping a friend paint his house which looked like a workshop

We opened up this old Honda engine he found in a field...

He was going to use it to build a car or something!?!?

When the engine covers were popped off, all these bugs and critters
escaped and started crawling all over his house.

There were these leeches that looked like centipedes with five fanged heads
and they wouldn't die... I had one on my arm, and I pulled it off, but then it was on my hand

And I stepped on one, and it just squished under my boot, and then slimed
around the boot-sole and latched onto my ankle

The rest of the bugs died when he sprayed some kind of pesticide around,
but the leechy things were trying to burrow into our skin and get to our brains

I sensed this was their intent, to get into your brain and lay eggs, or hatch or something, they were everywhere, all over us

We started burning them with acid to get them to let go...
then we were throwing them onto a bunson-burner type thing,
that was electrical (like a welding arc)


Then I woke up
 
I dreamed some of us were in the Military over in Kuwait...

We were some special task unit of some kind that the mainstream
forces had forgotten about, so we were living in this abandoned
compound in a quanset-hut-tent thing...

We had a courtyard, and a couple of buildings and had some exercise
gear in the yard...

We were all dressed in desert camoflage pants and t-shirts
hanginging around doing different work tasks

P-funk was a mechanic and was always welding up these new
workout machines and making crazy inventions...

then there was some asshole colonel who lived by himself on the otherside of the compund,
he was the guy "Agent Smith" from "The Matrix"...

One day we had a big BBQ and after everyone was done eating
P-funk was saying screw this i'm bored...

"Lets armor-plate a hummer, and drive into Iraq and kill some insurgents!"

Then colonel agent smith came out and was yelling at p-funk...

Saying. "our orders are to remain here,
if you leave I will have you brought up on charges!"

Then he made p-funk do pushups with his chest and face in a mud puddle
and he stepped on his back and was drowning him...
He was talking in that slow voice from the movie,
"You think you can defy me Patrick (Pause) but, you cannot"

Jodi and goalgetter had scared looks on their faces that 'P' was going
to drown so I think I pushed colonel-agent-smith and then he
made me do push-ups over the mud hole, but I could only do two...

Then he was gone and Jodi and Ivonne were working out together
doing chinups, and holding each others feet trading off to do situps..

Then a group of guys from a different force came in and said they lost their vehicle in a battle,
but and wanted to use our communication
post... They seemed shady cause they had black camo on...

It was BigDyl and some other guys we were all sitting around
a big picnic-style table at night with the fire from a barrel and the BBQ grille lighting up the area,
and I sensed they wanted to steal our
trucks, and all our food, like they were ready to desert or something

Then I woke up
 
I dreamt I was a hermaphrodite and fucked myself :shrug:
 
The Monkey Man said:
I dreamed some of us were in the Military over in Kuwait...

We were some special task unit of some kind that the mainstream
forces had forgotten about, so we were living in this abandoned
compound in a quanset-hut-tent thing...

We had a courtyard, and a couple of buildings and had some exercise
gear in the yard...

We were all dressed in desert camoflage pants and t-shirts
hanginging around doing different work tasks

P-funk was a mechanic and was always welding up these new
workout machines and making crazy inventions...

then there was some asshole colonel who lived by himself on the otherside of the compund,
he was the guy "Agent Smith" from "The Matrix"...

One day we had a big BBQ and after everyone was done eating
P-funk was saying screw this i'm bored...

"Lets armor-plate a hummer, and drive into Iraq and kill some insurgents!"

Then colonel agent smith came out and was yelling at p-funk...

Saying. "our orders are to remain here,
if you leave I will have you brought up on charges!"

Then he made p-funk do pushups with his chest and face in a mud puddle
and he stepped on his back and was drowning him...
He was talking in that slow voice from the movie,
"You think you can defy me Patrick (Pause) but, you cannot"

Jodi and goalgetter had scared looks on their faces that 'P' was going
to drown so I think I pushed colonel-agent-smith and then he
made me do push-ups over the mud hole, but I could only do two...

Then he was gone and Jodi and Ivonne were working out together
doing chinups, and holding each others feet trading off to do situps..

Then a group of guys from a different force came in and said they lost their vehicle in a battle,
but and wanted to use our communication
post... They seemed shady cause they had black camo on...

It was BigDyl and some other guys we were all sitting around
a big picnic-style table at night with the fire from a barrel and the BBQ grille lighting up the area,
and I sensed they wanted to steal our
trucks, and all our food, like they were ready to desert or something

Then I woke up



You know, when you dream, you are really awake. As you read this, you are dreaming. :)
 
monkey, how much melatonin are you taking? :eek:
 
Little Wing said:
monkey, how much melatonin are you taking? :eek:

C'mon. You know I'm in your dreams... ;)


Whose dreams aren't I in...
 
BigDyl said:
C'mon. You know I'm in your dreams... ;)


Whose dreams aren't I in...
Your mothers, because my dick's in her butt when she sleeps, and that plugs up her "dream maker".
 
gococksDJS said:
Your mothers, because my dick's in her butt when she sleeps, and that plugs up her "dream maker".

That means topolo is my mom.. after all he/she did have that sex change operation...
 
It's weird what this site can do to you...
I had a dream last night, I walk into KEFE's house, who is my best friend, go into his room, see Kenwood helping KEFE do the last couple of curls in his room. After that it was just disgusting. Kenwood was all over him like a monkey over a banana. Shit was brutal!!!
 
LexusGS said:
It's weird what this site can do to you...
I had a dream last night, I walk into KEFE's house, who is my best friend, go into his room, see Kenwood helping KEFE do the last couple of curls in his room. After that it was just disgusting. Kenwood was all over him like a monkey over a banana. Shit was brutal!!!

:haha:
 
an adult dose is 3mg my bottle says do not exceed 3mg in a 24 hr period. in bold type!
 
Little Wing said:
an adult dose is 3mg my bottle says do not exceed 3mg in a 24 hr period. in bold type!

That wouldn't even make me yawn - :rolleyes: :yawn: :zzz:
 
The Monkey Man said:
That wouldn't even make me yawn - :rolleyes: :yawn: :zzz:

sure. you just like the nightly entertainment. :p
 
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gococksDJS said:
You know they're supposed to be administered rectally, don't you?

and your nightly entertainment is strange. :bulb:
 
The fucked up thing is I can remember every last single dream Ive ever had - every last one of them - and they were all just as freaky and warped as anything Ive ever dreamed while on Melatonin. On Mela I just woke up more refreshed. Ive never had a nightmare, though.....never.
 
V Player said:
The fucked up thing is I can remember every last single dream Ive ever had - every last one of them - and they were all just as freaky and warped as anything Ive ever dreamed while on Melatonin. On Mela I just woke up more refreshed. Ive never had a nightmare, though.....never.
you can remember every dream you've ever had? Come on, get real. I can't even remember how many times I wacked it last week.
 
gococksDJS said:
you can remember every dream you've ever had? Come on, get real. I can't even remember how many times I wacked it last week.
Dead serious. I know I cant prove it, but.......yeah Im serious. I can also remember every phone number Ive ever took the time to memorize.
 
V Player said:
Dead serious. I know I cant prove it, but.......yeah Im serious. I can also remember every phone number Ive ever took the time to memorize.
Damn that's pretty impressive. Here's my phone number. I'll ask you to repeat it at a random time later in the future.


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V Player said:
Dead serious. I know I cant prove it, but.......yeah Im serious. I can also remember every phone number Ive ever took the time to memorize.

yes, but you only remember the ones you remember. therefore if you forget it you won't remember it because you forgot it! :thumb:
 
MyK said:
yes, but you only remember the ones you remember. therefore if you forget it you won't remember it because you forgot it! :thumb:
I forgot you were a douchebag, but now I remember.
 
The Monkey Man said:
That wouldn't even make me yawn - :rolleyes: :yawn: :zzz:

damn melatonin head... you've changed....
 
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I had a dream that I was in a tool shop...

Paris Hilton was in the shop and she was deburring these small,
slotted metal brackets on a drill press that was set up with a
conical die grinding bit.. She was wearing a gray or blue mechanics
jumpsuit and had dirt and grease on her face.

Every once in a while, one of the umpteen teenage punks from my gym
would come along...

The first one was cleaning the bit on the press she was working
on with a wire brush... The second to come along used a hand
broom and dustpan to sweep the metal shavings off of the machine
and surrounding floor area where she was working... The third oddly poured oil
into the top of the machine and lubricated the drive gears... the fourth
collected the boxes of already ground brackets and replaced the supply of
parts to be ground...

I was lying on a cot next to the machine where she was working...
I think I was sleeping, but as I awoke she looked down at me and asked
something like if I had a nice nap... I could not really answer,
but I wanted to get up and couldn???t... I was covered with an old navy
blue wool military blanket.. She asked me why I wasn't getting up and I had
to strain to say that "I was cold".. I really was cold, and even with the
blankets and sheets over me I felt crippled, as if the cold sensation was causing me pain...

I sensed that if I could make contact with her I would draw some body
heat into myself... As I was thinking this, she looked at me, into my eyes,
and I was able to reach my hand out, palm facing upward, with the fingers
bent into a hook.. Her hand was dangling down near her side when I
reached out and touched it, then she hooked her fingers around mine into
an interlocking grip which we held while she continued to work...

I felt sorry for her having such a crappy job, but I think she felt worse
for me being so cold.. After she was finished with her next batch of
grinding she looked down at me, seeing that I had not warmed up
and was still in pain.. She bent down and kissed me slow and long..
When she retracted to gauge my reaction to this treatment, I noted
that her lips were full red and thick (not like Paris Hilton, but more like
Angelina Jolie) and she had now shed her mechanics jumpsuit
and was wearing a pink or peach colored dress..

She knelt next to the cot, cradled my head in her hand and kissed
me in slow motion with her sweet full lips... I was healed and became warm

And then I woke up - :mad:
 
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The Monkey Man said:
I had a dream that I was in a tool shop...

Paris Hilton was in the shop and she was deburring these small,
slotted metal brackets on a drill press that was set up with a
conical die grinding bit.. She was wearing a gray or blue mechanics
jumpsuit and had dirt and grease on her face.

Every once in a while, one of the umpteen teenage punks from my gym
would come along...

The first one was cleaning the bit on the press she was working
on with a wire brush... The second to come along used a hand
broom and dustpan to sweep the metal shavings off of the machine
and surrounding floor area where she was working... The third oddly poured oil
into the top of the machine and lubricated the drive gears... the fourth
collected the boxes of already ground brackets and replaced the supply of
parts to be ground...

I was lying on a cot next to the machine where she was working...
I think I was sleeping, but as I awoke she looked down at me and asked
something like if I had a nice nap... I could not really answer,
but I wanted to get up and couldn???t... I was covered with an old navy
blue wool military blanket.. She asked me why I wasn't getting up and I had
to strain to say that "I was cold".. I really was cold, and even with the
blankets and sheets over me I felt crippled, as if the cold sensation was causing me pain...

I sensed that if I could make contact with her I would draw some body
heat into myself... As I was thinking this, she looked at me, into my eyes,
and I was able to reach my hand out, palm facing upward, with the fingers
bent into a hook.. Her hand was dangling down near her side when I
reached out and touched it, then she hooked her fingers around mine into
an interlocking grip which we held while she continued to work...

I felt sorry for her having such a crappy job, but I think she felt worse
for me being so cold.. After she was finished with her next batch of
grinding she looked down at me, seeing that I had not warmed up
and was still in pain.. She bent down and kissed me slow and long..
When she retracted to gauge my reaction to this treatment, I noted
that her lips were full red and thick (not like Paris Hilton, but more like
Angelina Jolie) and she had now shed her mechanics jumpsuit
and was wearing a pink or peach colored dress..

She knelt next to the cot, cradled my head in her hand and kissed
me in slow motion with her sweet full lips... I was healed and became warm

And then I woke up


And then you woke up and saw my smiling face... :)
 
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