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2903 No. 2903
So I've been enamored with this girl (A) at my college since my girlfriend broke up with me a month or so ago. Last night I was talking with girl B online, who I have been finding that I have a lot of sympathy for and care about a lot more than I would expect. I don't know her well but we have very similar personalities. I had been trying to avoid asking anyone anything about girl A or saying anything to her online before school starts again, but I finally broke down and asked B what A's deal was. She said she not only has a boyfriend but is also a lesbian. As has happened many other times, I gave up on girl A completely and realized I might be more interested in B than I thought. (I kind of can't stop myself from thinking about some girl or another, so the focus shift was a matter of course in my letting go of A.) I went to sleep feeling more totally released from my thoughts of girl A than I have been since I became interested in her.

The next morning, after waking up awkwardly because my sleep schedule is off, I had a very vivid dream about girl A. I was walking down the street in front of my house, about a block away, and girl A shows up in a really weird car and is like "Hi get in now!" and I do. Recently I've been wandering my neighborhood and admiring the beauty of the nice apartments around here. She drove me down a street I had been down a thousand times, but I saw a massive apartment building that really surprised me. I couldn't believe I had never noticed it before, and felt deeply moved by its beauty. She took me to a place somewhere where a lot of people were going kayaking together. She was carrying a bunch of stuff and I didn't seem to be carrying anything. Suddenly we just sort of tumbled into each other and were making out. In that moment I really felt us wash together, blend, like what used to happen between me and my last girlfriend. It was more than just sexual desire combined with friendship. I wanted to go further with her but something inside of me said "No, this is it." It was like we were each glimpsing the fire inside of each other. Just briefly we would touch each other, and connect. We had enough love for that but not enough to really be together for very long. But somehow we were connected, and needed to just touch each other for a moment to feel that stability of knowing there's someone else out there like you. I felt her lips very physically on mine, felt her body up against me. I have rarely if ever believed so much that a dream was real. It was physical, tangible, exhilarating. I've never felt like that about anyone except my ex girlfriend. And somehow I've never felt quite exactly like that about her either. There was a lot of the girl herself in the dream, a lot of her specific presence. After we disentangled she said "If I had planned on sucking some guy's face over here it would've been really gross," because it was such a public space with a lot of people watching. And I said something like "But you didn't plan on it?" And she said "No, it just happened." We had just done it, spontaneously. Afterward my desire for her, a very corporeal feeling of needing to touch her, was overwhelming. She started climbing back up the hill with the kayaking gear, and I was still carrying nothing. I said a bunch of incoherent nonsense because I was so overjoyed, and inadvertently knocked some of the stuff she was carrying out of her hands. I settled and said "Is there anything I can do to help?" And she just looked at me like I was an idiot, like just my not being so annoying was the best I could really do.

Since this morning it's been harder than ever to stop feeling and thinking about her. I'm really surprised by how I feel now. It's weird that I suddenly not only want her but care about her, without having any contact with her in weeks. Obviously this is probably not going to pan out, and yet I can't shake this feeling that it is. It had happened a few days before. I spent a few hours dumbfounded by the clear and indisputable realization that I would get this girl. And now I don't know how I feel. I guess it's probably just me being attached and obsessing over someone I barely know. But then why would this dream come on the heels of suddenly feeling totally detached from her?

She really is beautiful.

ITT, stories of prophetic dreams, dreams that feel like they mean something. This includes dreams which felt prophetic at the time and didn't pan out at all, which is in all likelihood what's going to happen to me. But AFAIK she gets drunk and makes out with people pretty easily so, eh. Somehow the "lesbian AND boyfriend" thing feels like a double negative.

But the topic of the thread, if you would: Prophetic dreams, dreams that strike you as meaningful.
>> No. 3050
Hopefully this isn't too late, but...:

When I was younger I used to think that absolute safety and care and peace, never knowing troubles, was the ideal.

My English teacher used to say: Dante's Inferno was the model for all heroic narratives. It can seem necessary to journey to Hell and back to make the slight modifications necessary in yourself to get what you want at your home base. There are wise heroes, and then there are brave heroes. As a general rule it pays to assume that wisdom is out of the question, and then act wise anyway.

Out of curiosity is A short and blonde? Does her name meaning translate to "Lady of true love"? She's like that for everyone, man. Best of luck to you. Women do make sense, just not the sense that you expect. All of them are covered in red flags; you get drawn in thinking 'Of course I can defuse this situation!', and then you walk away dickless thinking 'What the hell just happened?... Oh, respect judo instead of construction.' My folks have a saying which roughly translates to 'It's all a troll, son. Just gtfo. gtfo is also a troll. gtfo anyway.'

Just be a bonobo. Humanity wants chimpanzees like we want .50 caliber ear piercings. We'd _like_ to be bonobos.

Women just wear armor, which we are trained to interpret as amour or a challenge. We see other guys getting away with just tearing this shit off and going for it, and it all working out well from the outside. If you aren't the ideal hypothetical alpha, trying that shit yourself just leaves you looking like a goddamn idiot. Think about the second trial from Raiders of the Lost Ark. In some situations it's like, whatever the outcome is, it's also flagged "Duh."

Also: Broski, you get tantric sex IRL and in dreams. That's more than a lot of us get. I hope to God you get it for free, and it stays good and never stops.

... The kayaking gear is important. If you'd levitated it would she be like "Why aren't you carrying it?" If you carried it, vice versa? If you made it vanish, would she be like "But we look better with kayaks!"? Likewise vice versa? That's a sign that the respect necessary is currently absent or dormant.

I used to think that true love was absolute unity with another being. True detachment and unity simultaneously is a dangerous, dangerous, _dangerous_ mix. But it might not be wrong. Like... maybe some kinds of fail wrap around instead of plummeting to infinite fail. Best-case scenario: You "detach absolutely" from her, and end up somehow merging that way and constantly wondering how - this in turn leads you to live happily ever after. Worst-case scenario: The best-case scenario draws you in and then everything explodes. Same as the rest of life, really.


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