<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' gd:etag='W/&quot;CEYDSX47eCp7ImA9WhBQGE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633858050326074830</id><updated>2013-03-20T23:29:38.000Z</updated><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='Fedora'/><category term='Self'/><category term='prophetic'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='paralysis'/><category term='Zombie'/><category term='Crazy'/><category term='pain'/><category term='escalator'/><category term='Apocalypse'/><category term='Fire'/><category term='chaos'/><category term='Recurring'/><category term='interpretation'/><category term='blue orb'/><category term='Nightmare'/><category term='Fear'/><category term='horror'/><category term='Bentley'/><title>CRAZY DREAMS</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is mainly about the dreams I have every night. I have quite vivid dreams, usually scary and can be painful. I've woke up on more than one occasion slightly traumatized until I'm fully awake and aware of reality again. Not so daily update</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042353759537070699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUMMQ307eSp7ImA9WhZRGUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633858050326074830.post-642949970109474967</id><published>2011-04-16T21:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T21:58:02.301+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-04-16T21:58:02.301+01:00</app:edited><title>Best dream ever.</title><summary>It's been a long time since I posted here but last night I had the most amazing dream of my life. Here goes :PI woke up in my dream, in a different house which felt like home but my room was pretty much the same just tidyer. My first thought was to call a girl I love so I dialed her number right away and we sat and talked for the longest time and we laughed so much. Anyway we decided that we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/642949970109474967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-dream-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/642949970109474967?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/642949970109474967?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-dream-ever.html' title='Best dream ever.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042353759537070699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkIFQXs7fSp7ImA9WxBWE08.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633858050326074830.post-1703729120128572761</id><published>2010-02-04T23:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:08:30.505Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-02-05T00:08:30.505Z</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paralysis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fedora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bentley'/><title>Like a film</title><summary>Reason I haven't posted here for a while is my computer has been slightly deceased, its fine now though.The past few nights I've had the exact same dream, and I really don't enjoy it.Starts off at a cafe in Newcastle, I forget the name of the place, anyway. I'm sitting drinking a cup of really sweet tea, washing people amble along past the window. I look down and my cuppa is gone, so I put it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1703729120128572761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-film.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/1703729120128572761?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/1703729120128572761?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-film.html' title='Like a film'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042353759537070699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0QHRHc4fyp7ImA9WxBXE0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633858050326074830.post-8952838198347598869</id><published>2010-01-25T04:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T04:55:35.937Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-01-25T04:55:35.937Z</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apocalypse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title>Hectic Apocalypse</title><summary>Last night I had dreamless sleep, hence lack of update, but the dream I just woke up from was horrible.I was walking around the local shop, when I heard screams from the street outside, along with explosions. I ran to the window and saw balls of fire raining down, exploding on the road, bodies lay strewn around on the floor. Immediately I called my mum, there was no signal. So i dropped the bags </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8952838198347598869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/hectic-apocalypse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/8952838198347598869?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/8952838198347598869?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/hectic-apocalypse.html' title='Hectic Apocalypse'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042353759537070699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0IBQnc8eCp7ImA9WxBXEks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633858050326074830.post-6541429268957029200</id><published>2010-01-23T12:55:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:45:53.970Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-01-23T15:45:53.970Z</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escalator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue orb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title>Dream *3</title><summary>Last night I had three dreams. This happened because instead of writing the first one down I attempted to re-enter the first after I got woke up, because I was enjoying it.Dream #1This dream started out at home, the street I could see from my window was mostly burning and slightly demolished houses lay strewn around. Zombies had invaded. The undead were walking around stupidly(Like mobs with bad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6541429268957029200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/dream-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/6541429268957029200?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/6541429268957029200?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/dream-3.html' title='Dream *3'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042353759537070699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkINQng-eyp7ImA9WxBXEUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633858050326074830.post-240073278434564782</id><published>2010-01-22T05:12:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-22T07:16:33.653Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-01-22T07:16:33.653Z</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interpretation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title>As fresh as they come.</title><summary>It is convenient that my PC is right beside my bed. When I wake up, I'm able to instantly note down particulars of a dream, really helps my recollection. Anyhow, here's the dream.The feel, or setting to this dream was really nostalgic, dark, wet..I was mostly aware of how buildings, bridges, small shops, were made from large smooth rounded bricks, kind of like castle bricks, but not really like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/240073278434564782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-fresh-as-they-come.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/240073278434564782?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/240073278434564782?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-fresh-as-they-come.html' title='As fresh as they come.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042353759537070699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEEERHo_fip7ImA9WxBXEUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633858050326074830.post-4932261955300831993</id><published>2010-01-21T01:12:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:30:05.446Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-01-21T23:30:05.446Z</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recurring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title>Recurring themes</title><summary>First thing I can remember, was seeing black all around me, a feel about confirmed that I was inside a box, I was also on my back, instantly I assumed I must be buried underground, that's where the panic begun to seep under my skin. Flailing my arms around and yelling, my throat got tighter and it got harder to breathe, I felt like I was losing consciousness. I rolled around, lying on my belly, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4932261955300831993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/recurring-themes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/4932261955300831993?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/4932261955300831993?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/recurring-themes.html' title='Recurring themes'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042353759537070699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CU8CSH87fyp7ImA9WxBXEEw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633858050326074830.post-3855396521656146878</id><published>2010-01-20T00:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:57:49.107Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-01-20T18:57:49.107Z</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paralysis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightmare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title>First post.</title><summary>Well, hello potential viewers and readers. Welcome to my first blog. If it's alright with you guys, I'd like to jump right into it!For my first post, I'd like to share with you my most frequent and least messed up dream I've ever experienced(Oh yes, they do get worse).Perhaps, you could leave some opinion as to the meaning or nature of the dream? Let me hear what you guys think.Basically, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3855396521656146878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/3855396521656146878?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6633858050326074830/posts/default/3855396521656146878?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doomsdreams.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post.html' title='First post.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17042353759537070699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>