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Post by kernowsqueen on Aug 25, 2012 13:36:03 GMT
A strange and funny dream about pirates!
I was listening to Dr Syn the other evening (thank you Judypatuttie!) and then I watched 'Treasure Island' - so my perverse passions for both Eddie and Rufus were satisfied in a wild dream of two buccaneers arguing about a map in the midst of a night storm at sea. It was dark so I could only see lightning flashing through the windows of the captains cabin and hear their lovely voices...Occasionally I could see the profile of my sweet Long John Silver - Captain Clegg sat in a tall chair with his back to me.
Thank you!
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Post by kygal on Sept 10, 2012 10:43:38 GMT
Had my first ever dream of Rufus. Very surprised it took so long. Not exactly what I was hoping for in a dream but here goes. Dreamed I woke up Sunday morning and Rufus was on the cover of Parade Magazine in the Sunday paper. I called my mom to tell her and I signed on to the Rooftop to tell you all. I said I couldnt scan it though. Then I woke up...darn. It was Sunday morning when I dreamed this. Of course I checked the paper first thing. Not a very exciting dream. I do remember being excited to let the RT know what I had found.
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Post by anyother on Sept 10, 2012 17:42:57 GMT
Oh, Kygal, that is funny - well, at least it's a start - my Rufus dreams are virtually non-existent.
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Post by thecrownprincess on Sept 30, 2012 16:34:29 GMT
You know you've been listening to too much System of a Down when it butts its way into your subconscious and gives you strange dreams.
Well, I shouldn't quite say that was the weird part. The weird part was Rufus' involvement.
Basically, Rufus and I were singing "Radio/Video" together. Just for a reference, this is the song.
In appearance, Rufus looked like he does in "Zen," wearing a grey suit. I looked as I do now, wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. He had taken Serj's part (the lower voice), while I had taken Daron's (the higher voice). It was weird, though, because when I was singing, I sounded like me, but when Rufus was singing, he still sounded like Serj. o.O Stranger still, when it goes into the bit that speeds up towards the end, as I sang by myself, Rufus started doing a Cossack dance like some of the Russians do, and my dream self didn't seem to be bothered by this at all.
...Yeah, I have no idea what my brain was thinking.
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Post by kernowsqueen on Sept 30, 2012 17:01:38 GMT
What a fantastic dream! I can imagine him dancing in his Armani suit - Brilliant! I also had an odd dream something strange about biker gangs ...then the dream shifted to a tower. I was in a prison cell holding three pieces of rope and outside the tower Tristan (Mads Mikkelsen from King Arthur) The Scarecrow (RS) and Long John Silver (my Eddie Izzard) were somehow using the lengths of rope to get in... Eddie came in first - all swash buckle -y (I know its not a word but that's the best I can come up with) ...and made some smart sexy comment about the size of his 'rope' being so much bigger than anyone else's cords -before either Rufus or Mads could get in - I woke up ... Ahh I am quite mad ...
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Post by kernowsqueen on Oct 14, 2012 16:16:41 GMT
I just woke up from a nap - my cats, my job and my life have been affecting my regular sleep patterns so - as I was up at 3 am this morning I went to take a cat nap at half past 5 am. I had one of the most feverish dreams ever...my department at work and some of the good people at the Rooftop were in it!
Well I was obliged to attend a seminar that I ought not attend because of some mix up with Human Resources and Accounting at the University where I currently work.
I was on a train that I vividly remember from my last trip to Copenhagen and its stopped on top of a large brick structure where I got off and mountain climbed down to the lower levels. From there I met with some member of my department and went to a building for the seminar - I was told that I had been expected and that my reward was awaiting me...This news filled me with dread. So we attended a 'sign in' in one room then we were all sent down a hall. The door at the end opened into a lovely garden near a beautiful house that part of the seminar was in, and no one but I could pronounce the name of the building...I joked that the only reason that they'd brought me was because I able to identify Brythonic legendary figures.
So the seminar started and everyone pulled out their I pads. As I didn't have one I was told to walk into the next room where they would lend me one. I went into a luxurious bedroom and became suddenly exhausted. I sat on the bed and I suddenly noticed Rufus Sewell in a bathrobe making love to someone ... I thought I was looking through a window. It seemed that he was the companion of the mansions owner. I became very aroused by what I saw but that's all I remember from that aspect of the dream...(blush) but then I seem to have blacked out. I came too jumped up and grabbed the first I pad I could find and rushed into the conference room. A pointless discussion was going on about team work or communication or some such drivel ... I was able to discover that something BAD was up - the organization offering the seminar was owned by a rich lady who was dating Rufus and that something dreadful had happen and that she was furious! I felt such sympathy for her as I imagined it was related to the passionate embrace I'd witnessed earlier. Anyway after a while no one was participating in the discussion - everyone was just gossiping. There was a break and a few people went out for a smoke - I just sat and tried to catch up and Rufus kept walking pasted these long lovely windows by the room shouting something and gesticulating angrily. I made a heroic effort not to look at him (that was terribly difficult as you all can well imagine dear ladies) then I scurried off to find the wc. I found a very very luxurious one and as I was washing my hands -a number of Benedictine Monks walked in. They asked if I had come for my vaccination and I stated that no, I had already gotten mine. Then someone said "Don't eat anything here or your will never be able to leave."
I left the now quite crowded wc and walked down a hall that I had at first thought was full of large windows - but was in fact - full of mirrors. Then as I was looking for the larger conference room I walked back into the bedroom from earlier in the dream which was also full not of windows but mirrors. I found the correct conference room. A friend of mine was in there chatting about how someone there had been seen making love to Rufus Sewell and she needed to find out who that lucky duck was... I asked her to find any other topic please, then our Francesca appeared (darling you looked just like Kate Beckinsale from CCF in my dream - so elegant!) you said the the Rooftop knew about what was going on - I was about to introduce you to my other chum but you said "No the Lady of the Holy Isle must remain incognito."
So I was trying to chat with both my other friend and Francesca and I was also looking for the owner of the building - I needed to thank her and tell her something but them Megagem (who looked just like Helena Bonham Carter) appeared and told me I had to face my fears and that the balance between the dark forces of Accounting (?) had to be balanced with the Sidhe and the world of Humanity or all would fail in the kingdom.
Beautiful Megagem started chanting in Welsh -( forgive me dear girl but you were willfully mispronouncing every other word in The Lay of Taliesin so I was compelled to chant to correct you -) this caused RS to appear at my side and he whispered "Why did you leave me... why won't you look at me" - I cried out that it would kill me to gaze upon him.
Well - that dream can possibly show my highly irrational mental state and my egocentric sense of my own importance...Still Franny and Megagem were in it -you beauties- and I hope my imagination wasn't too insulting to you!
I really do need a holiday.
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Post by thecrownprincess on Oct 14, 2012 18:18:34 GMT
That dream sounds like something from "Alice in Wonderland," where nothing in it makes sense, but you seem to understand and you just go along with it. It was quite the read, KQ. Very interesting.
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Post by kernowsqueen on Oct 14, 2012 19:19:37 GMT
Hello TCP
Have I told you how much I adore your new avatar? He's splendid!
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Post by thecrownprincess on Oct 14, 2012 22:10:36 GMT
Thanks! For some reason, I just adore that look in general. The neatly trimmed facial hair, the combed-over curls...GUH.
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Post by kernowsqueen on Oct 15, 2012 2:38:55 GMT
Yes quite lovely!
I prefer a wee bit of a silvery badger beard...But your avatar is simply scrumptious!
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Post by kissmekate on Oct 15, 2012 7:04:56 GMT
What a wonderfully weird dream! I loved the monks in particular, and the dark forces of Accounting ;D ;D ;D I had one lovely little nightly visit from Mick Carpenter on my vacation (it was really him, not Rufus-playing-Mick, if you know what I mean). I've been meaning to write about it all the time but kept forgetting - good that I took some notes the morning after I was going to attend some kind of lecture taking place in a large hall. As I was walking up to the building, I turned to see Mick approaching (his post-war self). With him was a friend of mine, who turned out to be his landlady or something. I spoke to her for a moment while Mick said he'd prefer to go inside so he could sit down. My friend asked him to reserve a seat for her. When she and I went into the auditorium, we found him sitting in one of the front rows, and I was so happy to discover that he had also reserved a seat for me on his other side! I was very touched by this, sat down and thanked him, and suddenly there was this incredible feeling of familiarity, like we'd known each other for ages. I moved very close, putting a hand on his good leg, and we began to talk. I think he was telling me what he was planning to do with his life now (which I don't recall at all ) and that he was doing alright. At some point, I reached up and touched his face, not speaking, just looking at him from close up. He was rather pale and a little thin, his hair still quite short, but I thought he was so heartbreakingly beautiful Unfortunately that's where the dream ended. I hoped I'd get a sequel, but so far, no luck ...
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Post by kernowsqueen on Oct 16, 2012 2:07:24 GMT
KMK - were there any pearls in your dream? I think that I far prefer your dream to mine - yours seems charming while mine felt feverish and full of hallucinations - although Megagem and Francesca were so kind and gracious as to stop by, and the Vaccination monks were rather funny... Maybe I will dream of you and Mick next time!
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Post by kissmekate on Oct 16, 2012 8:57:19 GMT
Maybe I will dream of you and Mick next time! Say hello for me if you do! No pearls in my dream - I woke up before I could find out what he might have had in his pocket
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Post by megagem on Oct 21, 2012 4:27:36 GMT
KQ, I think you and I are dream soul-mates. I really liked how CP said it sounded like something in 'Alice in Wonderland'. I definitely agree, CP, and I'm so honoured to have been a part of it, KQ! as I was washing my hands -a number of Benedictine Monks walked in. They asked if I had come for my vaccination and I stated that no, I had already gotten mine. Then someone said "Don't eat anything here or your will never be able to leave." First of all, I love this. If you knew how many times something like this has happened in my own dreams...I haven't yet met any Benedictine Monks though. I don't think. Hmmm... I needed to thank her and tell her something but then Megagem (who looked just like Helena Bonham Carter) appeared and told me I had to face my fears and that the balance between the dark forces of Accounting (?) had to be balanced with the Sidhe and the world of Humanity or all would fail in the kingdom. This is fantastic! I don't look like Helena, unfortunately. My hair has been compared to hers though (especially her hair in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, right at the beginning when she's at Snape's house performing the Unbreakable Vow). My hair's also been compared to Jason Isaacs' Captain Hook wig in Peter Pan. My sister and one of our best friends are both convinced that he climbed into my bedroom window one night, shaved off my hair and used some sort of magic he learned from the Harry Potter set to make it grow back. Then he used my hair to make the wig he wore in the Peter Pan film. It really is frightening how much it looks like my hair in some scenes. Beautiful Megagem started chanting in Welsh -( forgive me dear girl but you were willfully mispronouncing every other word in The Lay of Taliesin so I was compelled to chant to correct you -) this caused RS to appear at my side. Oh, you're so sweet. No, I'm sure I got everything wrong when chanting in Welsh. I don't know a word! I've been to Wales once when I was about 6 or so months old and haven't been back since, unfortunately, but I want to the next time I visit the UK. I'm sure I was happy to have you correct me....especially if it worked in summoning Rufus! ;D Well - that dream can possibly show my highly irrational mental state and my egocentric sense of my own importance...Still Franny and Megagem were in it -you beauties- and I hope my imagination wasn't too insulting to you! I really do need a holiday. Hope to see you again in dream-land soon, KQ! Hopefully, I'll be brushed-up on my Welsh by that time You could write a novel about that dream!
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Post by kissmekate on Oct 21, 2012 8:06:36 GMT
I always love reading of your Rufusy dreams, Meg! Maybe you knew in your second dream that you wouldn't be able to keep him from going on his dangerous mission, so, to me, it does make sense that you told him to come back
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