The effect of literature on dreams.

[Anonymous No.22263039]

Let’s do an informal poll:
>last book you’ve read
>first dream you had after reading it
>favorite book you’ve read
>first dream you had after reading it

[Anonymous No.22263049]

I haven't had a dream in months.

[Anonymous No.22263106]

I don't remember my dreams

[Anonymous No.22263137]

>>22263049
>>22263106
NPCs, no different from Descartes’ animals; automatons.

[Anonymous No.22263154]

Life still happens when I close my eyes;
how dare it leave me behind.

[Anonymous No.22263199]

>>22263039
>last book you’ve read
The Accursed Share

>first dream you had after reading it
I dreamt I was in a Godard movie and that the entry way was not really an arch but a closet. Once the closet was opened there was a big papal cross inside it and suddenly demons started gathering around it. They were quarrelling.

Then there was a funeral and there were three beautiful women that hugged me. A big Native American warrior said goodbye to his wife. He was stoic. It was her funeral.

[Anonymous No.22263204]

When I read Stoner I woke up with an erection, thinking of Katherine.

[Anonymous No.22263220]

>>22263039
I don’t remember the last dream but I often have dreams about Archimedes, Leibniz, and Peirce. I have a lot of dreams that I can only describe as having “Leibniz overtones.” The Archimedes dreams are the trippiest. I also frequently think in my dreams and when I wake up into hypnogogia I sometimes get joycelike streams of verbal diarrhea that sounds extremely elegant but that I can never remember.

[Anonymous No.22263228]

>>22263039
>Dying Earth by Jack Vance
>Unrelated to the book. A sex dream that took place in some weird apartment building with a gigantic library for some reason.
>Devils by Dostoevsky
>Do you know how unlikely people are to remember their dreams and when they had them unless they have a dream journal anon?

[Anonymous No.22263235]

>>22263039
I don't remember exactly what book but I was going through this whole existential crisis regarding death and the afterlife and consciousness and then I had a dream where I was walking down a sunny suburban street when an Amazonian sex goddess comes round the bend wheeling herself on a wheelchair.
She was nude and bedecked with gold, feathers and flowers and such. Beautiful. Her legs were on the arms of the chair and as she gets closer Save That Shit by Lil Peep starts playing in my head and gets louder and louder as she gets closer.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvV5TbJc9tQ
Eventually she reaches me and I collapse on her and cum in 2 seconds, I wake. It's a hot summer night with the fan blowing, no blankets and lots of cum in my underpants.

My self analyses was that I needed to get back in touch with my animal self and not think of myself as an angelic being of pure consciousness.

[Anonymous No.22263237]

lolita
cunnysexo
lolita
cunnysexo

[Anonymous No.22263408]

>>22263039
>The complete essays by Michel de Montaigne
>Wet dream about me creampieing my swimming instructor. It was very weird now that I think about it, the whole premise was that it was completely accidental. I was wearing my swim trunks a bit loose and jogging lightly towards my pool after taking a shower and she was standing near the edge. In the dream I slipped into her and fell ontop as my trunks dropped to my knees and the pressure from my body made her swimsuit tear apart causing my penis to be inserted into her vagina as I was falling. The moment I landed on the ground on top of her I had already came.