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Well I have first a statement and then a question. Just this morning I had a dream. It was quite the thing to see. The first point I can remember was transformers (original) there was no talking only fighting. Then it became something quite differnt. Soundwave could eject soildiers out of his chest(remeber he was a walkman). Well in my head he ejected a gun and it was monogramed "DangerBoy" he fired it and as he shot he sang, Ready if you want it now dangerboy/Ready if ect. It was neat that my brain made that sythesized voice say these things. I would have trouble pictureing it while awake. I've dreamt of Aeon twice before. Once it was just an image, and once it was just a bunch of colourful moving pictures, colourful as in purple, yellow. Anyone else have dreams with Aeon? If so please describe them to me in as much detail as you find you can.
-- NAdar (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), October 22, 2000
Wow, forum down for two whole days! Cruel. Well last night I had a dream I was Aeon Flux. I was actually Aeon and I was climbing up the building that is in the one of the shorts, the one where she falls after stepping on a nail. It was amazingly high and scary, and when I got to the top to look in the window I slipped, but instead of falling I held onto the outside rail and struggled like mad, and caused a chunk of the building to crumble and fall away. I was very afraid but I managed to clamber up to the huge windows and kicked one in in an Aeon-style kick. I jumped to the floor, saw no one was home and prowled around the room checking out everything. Just as I started to wonder if I should hide and felt real uneasy about the obvious break-in, what with window fragments and all a man entered the room. He was tall with a mustache and beard and very tan. He walked up to me and began excitedly talking telling me Trevor would be back soon as if he was trying to protect me. He introduced himself as Mark Mars! I haven't ever seen him, so I'm sure this isn't his description. He told me if I looked out the huge windows across Bregna I could see my own apartment windows from here, and that it was no accident. Trevor had the building built to face my apartment. He then showed me a secret hall built into the wall that he was aware of, because he 'wrote it' into the script. I ran in the hall, he closed the entrance and I heard another man enter the room. It was Trevor. I heard Mark Mars saying let's put some jazz on. I heard the two of them pouring drinks and talking. I then discovered an air conditioning duct, and pulled myself up into it. It led to another room in which I let myself out, and I proceeded to climb out that window onto the ledge again. I could see people down in the street like little ants and decided to go back into the secret hall and wait it out, but I then could hear them discussing the broken window. I scrambled back out the ledge again, and you know what? I fell, just like in the short. Of course, at that point I woke up, darn.
-- Barb e. (Suesuesbeo9@cs.com), March 30, 2002.
The hallway was supposed to be already there and he knew of it. It'd be really some dream if he was writing it as we spoke. I just wish I had found I was lucid dreaming but I guess Peter still has the rights to A. F. even in dreams, as you can see by the way it went for me. You play you pay.
-- Barb e. (Suesuesbeo9@cs.com), March 31, 2002.
lol - that was great. well, i wish i had an aeon dream to tell you, but i can't remember if i have.
-- neobe316 (firstname.lastname@example.org), October 22, 2000.
I've had a few, one of which I already described on an earlier posting... another one was an entire new episode. I remember waking up and being very, very disappointed that there weren't actually new episodes...
-- Matthew Rebholz (email@example.com), October 23, 2000.
This is not an 'Aeon' dream, but I did once have a fascinating 'anime' dream, several years ago. It was totally without words, and short, but very beautiful and moving, and I hope you guys don't mind me posting it, but I've never told anyone this dream and it was just so moving. I woke up in tears. Basically it was one scene, I had the radio on in the background while I was taking a nap, and they happened to be playing 'requiem for a dead princess' by Ravel, otherwise known as 'Pavane Pour Une Infante Defunte', and if you ever get to hear it is is hauntingly beautiful...The scene all anime, it was a forest glenn, with a crystal coffin in the center, in it lay a very beautiful dead princess, (Japanese of course) surrounding her were all the usual very 'cute' little Japanese animated-type animals, raccoon, rabbit, dear, birds, bunnies, and all crying for her. Behind her on two sides of the coffin were two families, who I immediately knew were hers and of the man she loved. They had a feud going, like Romeo and Juliet, and the lovers were not to be together by the mutual father's decree, and so she committed suicide, and now the families realized their mistake. I woke up crying, went back into the dream, and 'lucid' dreamed the rest, I made her sit up and force the fathers into admission of their foolish pride.BTW, no lie here (nadar), now my 'Aeon' dreams, not sure I can put them on here...
-- Barb e. (Suesuesbeo@aol.com), October 24, 2000.
I have to laugh at this dream of mine, because if it were someone elses animation I'd be the first to criticize it, for it's lack of originality. It follows the usual formula they teach us to think in, probably from the multiple exposures to other peoples works of forumulaic-type animation. I was surprised to learn that Peter's ideas came from dreams, and fascinated, because they communicate an honest approach to his real inner feelings, and I thought translating them to animation was really high self expression. Real art. Especially when you consider how difficult it is to shed the thoughts we have 'implanted' in us from day to day. We really are easily programmed, 'Aeon' was so refreshing.
-- Barb e. (Suesuesbeo@aol.com), October 26, 2000.
Don't ponder your own failures not in dreams anyway what is on to do if they start to question the validity of theire subconcious. That is the trues representation of what lies in our mind. The higher thinking is not done so much in dreams, dreams are feeling,fears, that is why you wanted to control you dream to control feeling. My own dreams demand a grain of salt as they are often me simply talking to myself it true. I can't remeber what I say but I know I like what I say. I will never judge my dreams, I don't care what I ever do in them I will never kill anyone in real life but I do wonder what its like so, my brain eventually will do it and I can't consider myself evil for it, no matter what touches you mind, even thing you do not like, will enter you dreams. Never laugh at dreams(unless their funny), no matter how simple thats is the greatest representaion of you being pure you will know until you die.
-- NAdar is my name (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), November 11, 2000.
You know Nadar, you come up with some of the most interesting thoughts, (now if we could only endure you're typing) but you're right. I want to control my feelings, one of the men I have greatly admired in fiction was Spock, (disclaimer:I am not a Trekkie)I used to feel his approach to emotions was so, well, lets say logical. Feelings make life very difficult, and I have more than my share, must I endure them ALL the time? Yet, to an artist, dreams are the one medium with the most potential, you don't need a studio, work can be greatly creative, just too darn bad you can't let others enjoy you're best work. Also, they're free. BTW, I did once dream of Joseph Mengele, I was speaking to him in an auditorium, I was afraid and tried to escape, without success. Must've been watching Aeon earlier.
-- Barb e. (Suesuesbeo@aol.com), November 12, 2000.
Your right That was chalf fulls of errorsd. I can't let it be happen again. I won't and I don't. Ccapiesh. Sorry. I will try to watch myself those are just careless errors. I have the capacity to write without errors, and I will put more effort it. Pardon me in. Thanks for loving my ideas.
-- Nadar is my nomenclature (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), November 15, 2000.
Who is WE? Are there forces plotting against me? Do you get together and discuss my failures?
-- I won't be anything else (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), November 19, 2000.
Well, not 'discuss'. It really only came up one time in the seconds of the meeting last week.
-- Barb e. (Suesuesbeo@aol.com), November 19, 2000.
Interesting that in your dream the gun is named 'Danger boy'. Perfect product name there. BTW, I hope you know that last post is just a joke.
-- Barb e. (Suesuesbeo@aol.com), November 21, 2000.
You think that would make a good product? If you have a marketing plan and the means to make a product, you should e-mail me. I don't know if the product would attract any thing but falmboyant homosexuals but we could give it a shot. A gun that say "Danger Boy" maybe militant flambos would like it. The only joke here is me but you know that because you get to talk about it semi-weekly. Maybe I shouldn't point out how gay this product sounds as it came from my mind.
-- NAdar "danger Boy" D. (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), November 23, 2000.
"Danger boy" lol that's pretty funny. Don't worry about sounding "gay" though, this is a liberated forum. People here are about as far from homophobia as you can get (cough cough Frostbite cough cough).
-- Paul (firstname.lastname@example.org), November 24, 2000.
Interesting dream Nadar. Wondering where did you get Nadar from? i just remember that one guy Nader, Zenith off of the Demi-Urge ep. any conncetion? or is that just ur name? heh. I liked your thoughts on dreams about people just wanting to control their feelings. Very interesting, but sometimes i find that i can't control my dreams and they just seem to take on a mind of their own. For some reason though in my dreams i'm always the one in control, a leader or fighter or something, perhaps subconsiously i still control my dreams wanting to be incharge. Thus being incharge of my feelings, thoughts, my life. But i must admit i love to go back to sleep and make up my own dream. Yeah i guess i like to know that i control my feelings. heh and don't worry about barb and her "oh no his/her's typing isn't perfect" she's teased me about that so many times! lol as long as i can read it and understand it i don't care! haha :O)
-- Lady Morgan (AeonFluxFan1@aol.com), November 24, 2000.
Yeah it was a cool dream. As for you in control of your dreams, well unless you connect with other people as you sleep it all controlled by you. It comes from much deeper a place than we can usually go. Its quite the place and it very talented, it creates entire buildings, allow you to talk with several shades of yourself all at once, gives you connections to memories long since forgotten. It a place wher you are christ, the anti-christ and all points in between. Sorry for the intellectual speak but sometimes its better that way. I had a dream recently where I was being murdered and I had to wake up out of desperation. I first opened my eyes and I could not feel my body. After a second or two I start to feel my body. In my head I feel what seem to be like an electrical current, but more in waves. It feel like its coming from the back of head and moving to the rest. Its not painful but it intense. I think that I was fortunate enough to be awake, as my consciousness shifted from sub-concious to reality. Has this ever happend to you maybe after a nightmare?
-- In the flesh Nadar (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), November 24, 2000.
I should add this to the following statement, that part of your brain in my opinion doesn't care what you feel, hate or whatever. It considers all your issuse to be baggage. Thats why you are force to relive your most horrible moments. Its not afraid of the things your afraid of, its fears are pure I hate to make this theme on this post but I got a freind who hates gays, I bet he is cursed to have dreams with gays in them. Poor guy. I used to have that kind of thing happen when I was younger(not gay dreams)I was a fairly angry, paranoid human. So I used to dream of all the things that pained me in real life. Now dreams are good, mostly.
-- Oh yeah Cha Cha Cha (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), November 24, 2000.
Yes I took the name from the demiurge. I don't really like that character so much but that female freind of his says his name so, I don't know, sexily.
-- Not really nadar (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), November 24, 2000.
Hum the funny thing is i don't have nightmares i haven't had a night mare since i was about 10 or so. Don't know why. I guess i might have a few nightmares but i don't remember that i had them.
-- Lady Morgan (AeonFluxFan1@aol.com), November 24, 2000.
Wait a minute....PAUL! What's that little "cough cough" remark about?
-- Frostbite (email@example.com), November 25, 2000.
Oh, I get it. It was the bishonen explanation, right?
-- Frostbite (firstname.lastname@example.org), November 25, 2000.
Right. But don't think I'm criticizing...
-- Paul (email@example.com), November 26, 2000.
Oh, no. You've just got a bad cold.
-- Barb e. (Suesuesbeo@aol.com), November 27, 2000.
In one of the posts above, I mentioned someday in my dreams I will kill somebody, and last night it happened. I killed my older brother. Stabbed in the heart him with silver carving knife. Trying to figure out if this means anything, I remembered this post. This forum is fantastic, and is probably the closest thing I got to a diary.
-- (hammerofthehorse@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), April 04, 2001.
Aeon was running through a blizzard, transporting a vial of some virus to Trevor. Trevor lived in a huge stone castle and was prone to wearing purple & red robes & rubies. In Trevor's secret lab, a doctor was doing experiments with the virus on derelicts in cages. The doctor was opening a cage containing a crazy old woman when he suddenly collapsed. "I'm so tired. I'm so tired," he kept repeating as the other doctors locked him in the woman's cage to replace the subject they'd lost. Meanwhile, Aeon arrived at Trevor's castle and climbed the parapet to meet him. Just as she gave him the vial, the crazy woman leapt out of the snow and stabbed her in the back. Trevor took the vial and walked away without a word, and I realized that it was all a new Aeon comic I had been reading, and the author seemed to identify a lot with the Nicodemus character (you know, from "The Rats Of NIMH."). I hadn't remembered a Nicodemus character, but as I paged through the comic, he was all over the place.
I had another one about Aeon being a pin-up girl for a movie theater (posing covered in Milk Duds, popcorn, M&M's and nothing else, wearing a medium coke cup as a hairpiece), but that was much shorter.
-- Kiru Banzai (firstname.lastname@example.org), December 08, 2001.
-- Mat Rebholz (email@example.com), March 30, 2002.
First off Mars is one of the roots of the name Mark. Also he wrote the hallway in as the dream was going or before you met MM? Sounds super cool.
-- mark (nadar@BigPoppaPump.zzn.com), March 30, 2002.