Noobeater wrote:
a psychiatrist would have a field day here and could make a hell of a big report for some big anti gaming lobby with some of these.
I think if a psychiatrist read these, most people would have more to worry about than some anti-gaming lobby...
I have really fucked-up dreams like every night. Mostly because they're ultra-real - it's just like being awake but more so - and they allways start like 'normal reality', but not quite - like one I was at this univeristy, walking to a lecture, when I see a friend coming the other way - as he sees me he's like really pleased to see me, comes up to me and grabs me and is like "man, you gotta come see this..." and I say "nah, I've got a lecture in 5minutes...". But then he says "No, you've
got to come and see this! Seriously, it'll blow your mind". So I think "Ah, fuck it, it's only (whatever lecture it was)..." and so I say "yeah, ok..." and we head off into town... When we get out-side it's all like being in 'blade-runner' or a William Gibson cyberpunk novel - grey, wet, neon, grimey, narrow streets and so on... so we head through these side streets, down a couple of alleyways, through run down-shacks and illegal bars, down more alleys, then my mate stops at this place, knocks and someone comes and opens a little shutter in the door. My friend says "Alright, this my mate I was telling you about..." and the guy behind the door flashes a look at me and a broad grin appears on his face, he says "Yeah, yeah, come on in man...". We go in, and it just looks like some small back-street PC/Tech shop... there's introductions... then my mate says "well, you know why we're here..." and the guy gives another broad grin and goes, "Follow me..." and heads of to this door at the back of the shop... When he opens the door it just looks like a normal corridor at the back of a shop - open door at the end, closed one on the side - kinda grimey, but just a corridor - then I step through the door and
instantly I'm in this wooded area and I just stop! I'm like "OMG! WTF!" and the guy gives me another of his grins - and my mates grinning - and I'm just standing there wide eyed - eventually I say "Is this what I think it is..." and the shop guy goes "Yeah! Good isn't it! Instant transition, neural projection unit on the wall above the door." And I'm like "SHIT! that's fancy tech." - I know what it is - like
the ultimate virtually reality - and in the dream world I've experienced similar, but nothing like that - it's literally like we're in a wood - I can feel the wind in my hair - my hair is actually being moved by the wind - anyway, we head off down through and out side of the wood, and then on this road that leads along side it... as we're walking along there's these little squirell like critters running around in the undergrowth, occasionally disappearing down holes... then my mate pulls a grenade out of pocket, pulls the pin, and rolls it down one of the holes and I'm like "Fuck man! what you do that for! what they do to you!" - the place is so real that I've kind of forgotten it's not real and both the shop guy and my mate laugh and may mate says "It's not real!" and I'm like "Oh, yeah!" and the shop guy chuckles... anyway, we carry down the road, the wood ends and I can see the sea, not too far away and we head that way... As we're just getting to the shore, there's this little cafe, and we head into there, have some drinks and cakes - the best drinks and cakes you have ever tasted and I'm sitting there looking through the cafe window out to sea and there's this big wave coming in... and I get up and go to the window - by this point I've got over the initial reality-shock and I get up and go to the window and am just staring at the water, and the spray, and thinking "FUCKING HELL! WHAT IS RUNNING THIS?! That fluid-dynamics is fucking amazing" as the wave crashes down on the cafe and we walk into the room I could see at the end of the corridor.
Then I woke up.
That was the night after watching 'existenze' (sp?)...