What did you dream about last night v. GIVE ME YOUR BRAIN SECRETS - General

Alright this is a weird one. I realized I was dreaming on three separate occasionsand was like "Lucid dream, cool, time for superpowers" but they were not working properly, sometimes not at all. First I found myself in my workplace, the floor and walls were the wrong colors and nobody was around, I tried to lift some stuff with telekinesis but almost nothing happened, a desk just moved a little. I tried flying away smashing a hole in the ceiling, but I could barely reach it and only made a small dent in it. The landing was shit too, I usually stick it but this time I just faceplanted. It hurt. The boss came in looking worried and asked me "what's wrong? that trick usually works" Fast forward a bit, the dream had taken a completely different direction and I have no memory of what happened inbetween the "workplace accident" and this part, in which me and some friends stepped out of a ruined airport that was under renovations, finding ourselves into a city at night. I distinctly remember that something happened that made me go "alright this is a dream and I'll remember that thing", but I actually forgot what was it. Probably a song, but I can't remember the notes. Anyway I tried the powers again but flight turned into a 3-meter leap (at least I landed on my feet this time), superspeed only worked on all fours and I could only reach like 30kph, and telekinesis had taken a day off. Some asshole showed up to taunt me and my friends, but my punches had the power of moist sponges and I could only make little puffs of smoke instead of the usual fireballs. The "summon large shotgun" spell was also out of charges. Fast forward again with missing scenes like before and I'm getting in a car accident. I plow through a concrete barrier, shattering it. I get out and I see it's inscathed and not my car. As i'm realizing it's a dream, a cop shows up. Big guy with Hulk Hogan mustache, American uniform, and a friendly attitude. "Having a rough night, pal?" he says, in English "Yeah, it's like nothing's working as it should tonight" I reply in English "Maybe you're just missing something" he says in Italian. Then I woke up, still not sure if the thing I'm missing is something deep and psychological, or the fact that I only had a couple shots in the afternoon instead of the evening shitfacin' that usually fuels my lucid dreams. TL,DR: lucid dreamed while sober, ended up uselessy stumbling and missing memories, Hulk Hogan Dreamcop stops me after a car crash and tells me to drink. Today I learned the dream world works in reverse.

Had two nightmares: - I became an emo Harry Potter - I got kids

dreamt i met a nice russian orthodox girl while working at safeway and she would wait for my shift to end so we could keep talking

i was in this castle complex floating in a realm of constantly shifting clouds, it was quite beautiful. it apparently was a school and i was a new teacher there, though i don't know what for. i was given a room in the basement, but there was a small side passage that took me to a balcony on the bottom of the building. outside, seeing the full majesty of the surroundings, was captivatingly beautiful. i couldn't look away. it lookes like there were distant, quickly shifting clouds with a warm light filtering in from behind them. imagine a timelapse of the sky on a cloudy day and you're pretty close. the balcony i was on had no railing of any sort, which made me nervous when i came out of my beauty-induced stupor. it was also connected to the head master's room, who was currently standing and watching the clouds. she was a tall, older woman, looked a lot like Lauea Dern. I don't remember what we discussed, but there was a bookshelf blocking part of my way over to her which i had to climb around. this frightened me, so i asked if we could switch rooms. she obliged with a smile, and the dream shifted somewhere else. i found myself in a hot tub that was the size of a small lake. there was seating arrangements, sort of concrete couches scattered throughout. the thing was comfortably full of people. i was sitting on a couch with my arm around an attractive asian woman talking and ogling with and at several other asian women around me. one started to massage my feet and another was holding my hand when the jets turned off, a signal that it was time for everyone to get out. i begrudgingly complied, not even trying to hide the massive erection brewing in my swim trunks. the scene shifted again. i was back in the castle, though a part i hadn't seen before. i was talking with one girl about how i am in love with another and she is going away, and how to cope with that. she was listening to my woes patiently, and the girl i loved was taking a shower down the hall. she exited and passed by wrapped in a towel, and gave me a soft yet sad smile. my heart ached. i woke up the next day, and she was gone. i was not defeated, though, and i was determined to find her. i traveled to a river flowing through a valley floating in the cloud realm. things looked mystical, with the same warm light permeating throughout. i flew above it, looking for signs of her. there were some gnomes fishing in it, children playing, but i didn't see her. eventually, i came upon a set of grassy stairs covered in dew, and i knew it to be from her. then i woke up.

I was in a Costco with The Avengers in the back corner of the store, because that was their hangout spot for some reason. I was working on a Tesla Model S and Tony Stark was fixing up some Guitar Hero controllers. The rest of The Avengers were getting angry at Tony because there were aliens outside that they needed to fight.

Very bizzare dream where my dad told me that I've been schizophrenic my whole life. Nothing else really happened, but for what felt like several hours I was in a confused existential daze, constantly questioning things I've done and seen.

Been having super vivid dreams lately making it hard to sleep, kinda sucks but I do enjoy the weird shit. I had a dream which lead up to me and a random person driving through a forest in a tiny car. Apparently the forest was a zoo and we had entered the hedgehog section with a bunch of tiny hedgehogs, I was freaking out that we where going to run over them but they got out of the way and bunched up around trees or popped up behind the tiny car unharmed. He then dropped me off and disappeared , then I woke up as I was wandering towards the edge of the forest. I also remember daydreaming inside the dream about sucking a dick, I must really be trying to subdue sinful thoughts if they only happen in a dream within a dream. Does anyone else have locations they dream about a lot yet don't actually exist? I've started to recognise places in my dreams from previous dreams, not sure if I'm making these places up or if they're real places stored in the back of my brain.

i had one of those dreams where you go about your normal working day. then i woke up and went about my normal day.

I had a dream that I was watching The Emperor's New Groove except everyone was a Llama and the emperor was turned into a human.

I've decided to start doing a dream diary for new years Resolution. One which I recently had put me in a room which I could only describe as Hogwarts architecture mashed together with Tudor style buildings and library come theme park. The room had lacquered oak floors and wooden walls running half way up. There was a large window glass pane in the wall and across from it I could see several people in a light blue uniform arguing with eachother whilst looking at the terminal. I met up with a random person on a stone parapit and we shouted for his friend who was below us. We watched him run through the buildings to met us (quite a lot of glass panes for some reason) and we could see him dip in and out of offices/classrooms to get to us. He told us that we need to hack the CCTV as it could provide clues as to where the monster is or who it is. So somehow, we hacked the CCTV and saw on the lawn/courtyard several people were stabbing this person in the kidneys which I guess, would eventually turn them into the monster. It was hard to see what was going on as it was pitch black outside but some dude was getting shanked. Some how, we were now in a grand hall with a short wooden stage, one person on stage and several others next to a wooden set of doors. We all looked at eachother and didn't say a word but we knew we couldn't trust anyone so I ran through as many doors as possible, eventually leading me to a long windowed corridor with a team system outside. I snuck past a janitor and ran for the tram where I slumped down on the seat. The view from the tram looked like a theme park with fake looking thatched buildings and wide paths for visitors. Oddly enough, I never actually saw the "monster" or saw/heard it attack anyone. There was that assumption that someone was masquerading as the beast and taking over people without their knowledge.

I had a dream about the facepunch forums going back to it's old vB4 version.

Dreamt that my kitty was alive

I dreamt we were hanging out in my old house and I accidentally ate one of Dad's David Bowie flavored chips that I wasn't supposed to eat and I went into the back room to get a rocking chair for my uncle and the fur pillow turned into a dog because it smelled my breath so I was trying to turn it back into a pillow and then all the Lego bricks in that room came to life and started multiplying and I was like "hey make a giant dude" so they did but it was on the roof so I went outside and was like "oh no people aren't supposed to see this!" so I went back inside and I was in a restaurant and I was like "oh no I lost the house" and so I went back outside and the Lego bricks were making a giant extremely sketchy staircase up the side of a multistory building and so I started climbing higher and higher and suddenly the Lego bricks turned into a harness and I was climbing to the top of the Lego empire state building while "living on a prayer" was playing in the background and when I finally got to the top the whole thing collapsed and then I turned into my Skate 3 character and landed on a fence and got stuck in it. Then I woke up.

I went up into my house's attic and found a version of my bedroom from when I was a little kid. It had an old TV, old stuffed animals, old computer, and some of my toys on the ground. Everything was very dark, despite there being sunlight coming in from the windows. Not the first time this has happened in a dream, but there was more to it this time. I noticed that the bedroom door was also open and led into a hallway, which was weird because I entered through the hatch on the floor, so it was an impossible space. I think I was a little bit lucid at the time, because I never really consider what's logical while I'm dreaming...anyway, I went into the hallway, which was also an old, dark version of my house from when I was younger. It was completely silent. I don't know why, but my first instinct was to call out for my dad. When I did, my voice as a kid came out... I didn't hear anything at first, but after I called again a few times, something VERY unsettling started happening. I heard him respond with "Yeah?" but it was slightly...off. Like someone played back a shitty recording of him saying it. I kept calling for him, and every time he responded, it got more and more fucked up, to the point where it just sounded like him gurgling ontop screaming glitchy gibberish. It kept getting louder and louder ,sounded like it was running up the stairs, so I fled down the attic hatch again. After that everything was normal, I was completely "awake" and no dream nonsense was happening. It was just me walking in my house. I went downstairs to talk to my parents and told them "something weird just happened.." but then I woke up. I have dream about finding new rooms in my house very frequently, and I've noticed that the deeper I go into new rooms, the more fucked up they get....

Deampt I got fired from a job over a cruddy joke. "So, what does a goldfish like when he goes to the sea-spa?" "What?" "A fish oil massage." I was then called into the boss's office and told to box my things.

For some reason, I was flown up with a bunch of old friends to some sort of massive spinning ring-shaped space station run by the military and meant to house a city's worth of people. The gravity wasn't working quite right so it had to employ non-euclidean geometry to compensate; there'd be parts on the inside where the floor would just turn inside itself or start running up a wall, and you'd have to do some sort of acrobatic leap to keep walking. https://files.facepunch.com/forum/upload/2082/b99d47c3-f6ed-41fc-b9c4-ac28206dc97c/image.png The interior of the station didn't seem to match the outside at all, either. Some parts looked like they led into an outdoor plaza with a full blue sky and sun, and it was raining indoors on one half of the station for some reason. The interior design was very contemporary and all the same everywhere you went -- very warm tones, looking sort of like a hospital waiting room or a schoolhouse with beige walls and dark carpets carpet and the occasional tile floor. Spacious and cramped at the same time. https://files.facepunch.com/forum/upload/2082/269e014c-545d-423c-b9a7-65d6035fab1a/image.png All the living spaces were located around these very narrow staircases, and you could barely fit in the doorway. Some areas had no stairs at all, and you'd just have to leap over a chasm into your open apartment. Everyone had a job to do on the station except for me for some reason, so I just spent the dream wandering around and getting lost. When I tried to go into one of the "outside" areas to escape the rain indoors, a black man ran up and stabbed me in the chest. Paralyzed, I just sort of slumped down and sat for a few minutes wondering what was going on until I died/woke up. https://files.facepunch.com/forum/upload/2082/f3dba17f-e922-4ae1-a779-6e41bc0e8aee/image.png

Last night? Didn't dream anything, at least I don't remember anything. I really wish I could remember my dreams more often, makes me jealous watching all posts here.

Dunno about you guys but I lucid dream quite a bit but can never seem to wake up from them. last night I had a multiple hour long debate with myself. I would put forward a point and argue with myself but I already knew the answer and had the perfect rebuttal everytime. I slept a total of 11 hours, felt completely exhausted when I woke up.

The day before yesterday, I dreamt that I was some diplomat that had to do a bunch of public events in a city that was at risk of terrorist attack. I was walking back from an event with my security entourage when suddenly some dudes on the main street started shooting, then my bodyguard told me that we had to make a break for our car through the crossfire. After a mad sprint into the car, we sped away to safety before the dream jump-cut to the next day when we were driving into a complex right across the street from the shooting, about to do another press event. Then I woke up. Then just yesterday, I had a dream where the local area was in total anarchy and everybody had to loot to survive. I had an AKS-74U and I was breaking into some random little warehouse looking for food when suddenly I saw a woman with a hunting rifle come around the corner. She didn't see me as I hid behind some stuff in the warehouse, but by then all I had managed to find was two bottles of apple juice and I didn't want to fight, so while she was turned away, I quietly dashed out trying not to drop my apple juice. The dream ended as I was picking up two more cans of drink outside and organizing it all in my backpack. Maybe it's just because I've been watching and playing a lot of high-tension stuff lately, but honestly those two dreams have been the most real-feeling I've had in a while just because I actually felt stressed during them

My mom and I were going somewhere in her old SUV late at night. Some little kid on the street was riding around on his bicycle and he, like an idiot, grabbed onto the rear end of the SUV to hitch a ride, refusing to let go and we were like what the FUCK, I told my mom to pull over but she simply couldn't for some unknown reason (dream logic woo) Then, I blinked and we were on the highway suddenly, approaching this massive network of on-ramps and off-ramps tangling over each other like spaghetti with the kid STILL holding on the back, and my mom said "I can stop halfway up the ramp." I blinked again and suddenly we were on this ferry going across a river, for some reason we drove around from one side to the other only to get on the ferry and go right back where we started, with this kid still in tow, freaking out because we had no idea how to get him home or who his parents even were. I looked over the side of the railing to a lower level of the ferry to look for anyone who could help, and there stands FUCKING BILL NYE THE SCIENCE GUY and I'm like "Hey Bill we have a lost kid here, can you help?" And sure enough, he helped immediately with no question making calls and getting other people on the boat to help. Unfortunately I woke up before anything reached a conclusion. I didn't realize how ridiculous that latter half was til I was sitting on the toilet, still waking up, thinking about it and it hit me and I almost fell off laughing.

I dreamed of talking to my grandma who recently passed away in November last year due to cancer. I'm usually not a superstitious person but I have to admit this really felt real to me. She called me by my nickname in the household while I was in bed, recognized her voice and while I was still startled, asked her if she is grandma. I turned around and saw her, and was tearing up when I saw it was definitely her. I talked to her and that I hoped she's happy and she didn't had any regrets in life despite being taken too soon. She said she had a small amount of regret, implying that she should had stopped smoking perhaps or should had checked up on her health sooner, but accepted that she really couldn't do anything, and said she was still content. She meant as well and hoped we continue to strive for improvement and live better. Talking to her with full conversations hearing her voice clearly and hearing her laughs again was a warm experience. It was definitely my grandma in the way she responded and talked to me. She had surrogate twins living with her now alone partner that are going to turn 2-year olds this coming February and I asked her about them. She wished them to be in good health and that she will still continue to watch over them. She mentioned a lot of things too like meeting other relatives who have passed away, grandpa who passed away due to suicide in his late 20s, and memories of her living with us. Before I said my goodbyes, I sang to her the little jingle that I used to do as a kid whenever I'm about to hug her, she laughed and in her usual tough-yet-soft attitude told me she misses us too, and told me to go back now. I woke up after hugging her. It was a surreal yet heartwarming experience. We're currently not in the best situation right now but it really did lift my spirits up.

Dreamt about Brendan Fraiser in The Mummy which coincidentally was on at work today

I remember that some time ago, on oldpucnh there was lucid dreaming thread It included probably the most comprehensive post on the subject I have seen on the internet, it would be a shame if it was lost.

Dreamed that Jordan Peterson had a secret underground lair where he was hoarding millions of toilet paper rolls. When I broke into it everything turned into a MMO game where I was fighting security robots. They thought I wanted to steal the toilet paper

For 8 days in straight I've dreamed about reuniting with my old classmates from 6th grade. Not that I were friends with them or anything, but we talked about old stuff, history and our wounds and the people we've become today. I actually liked revisiting my childhood trauma.

Gad one last night where I watched a F4 Phantom land in a local grocery store parking lot. It turned around and tried to take off again down the road, but one of its engines visibly wasn't working (as my dad exclaimed, "The wrong engine is working!!" implying that somehow if the other one was working instead it would've been fine... No clue how that works) and it crashed violently. I and a bunch of other randoms rushed to the scene as we watched the pilot on fire running away from it, who was, for some reason wearing the DOOM Praetor suit, and the wreckage exploded violently and the pilot didn't visibly die, he just.. Ceased to be. I grabbed a fire extinguisher and put out most of the fires. Trump was there for some reason telling me it was pointless to put the fires out. I get them all mostly put out and then I start crying for the dead pilot, of which I did not even see die. Moments later we find out the pilot was Jeb Bush. I get home and try to tell everyone online about what happened and nobody believes me. I check the news, I check everything, and it's like it never even happened. The only people who know about it is me and my dad. TL;DR Jeb Bush in the Praetor suit flying a F4 Phantom crashes it right outside my local grocery store he and blips out of existence when it explodes, and Trump arrives to try to tell me to stop putting out the fires because it's pointless. https://files.facepunch.com/forum/upload/2014/9fa2c1d6-6a21-4393-94e9-d01587be8042/JdpOf3b.png

Dude i keep having crazy sex dreams and i wake up before i bust. it pisses me the fuck off

Last night I had this odd dream where I was alone, driving down a highway in broad daylight, when Mike, Jay, and Rich from Red Letter Media jumped up from the back of my car and held me up at gunpoint for money. It was a really half-hearted effort as far as robberies go, and eventually they just had me pull over at a gas station and let them out. Then they left. It was really depressing to participate in. I think Jay started crying at one point.

Well, my job has definitely left its mark on me as I've been having work-related dreams recently. The latest one that I can remember is this; I am in my office. It is a fairly small open office that I share with 5 other people. I am sitting at my desk as usual, probably watching YouTube or doing fuck all... y'know - the usual stuff you do at work. I then briefly glance towards the window to see that it's already gone dark outside. The area doesn't match the real location of my office, but eh, fuck it, that's what dreams do. Everything is quiet, nobody is talking and the only sound you can really hear is the humming of our computers. The lights begin to flicker. I look out the window to see that the street lights and the windows of the surrounding houses are also flickering before going out for a while. The lights in the office are still on. Well, that's weird. I get up, walk over to a different window and take another look outside. The lights are back on. As I reach my desk, the lights suddenly go out - inside and outside. It's dark. I am standing at my desk in this pitch black darkness, waiting for the lights to flicker back on. Nothing. "Why don't we just go home? It's dark outside, the lights inside the office are off, our computers and the server are down and we don't have enough flashlights to read through any written or printed documents. Let's just go." I say to my co-workers. I put on my backpack and my colleagues get up, gather their stuff and walk out into the hallway. It's still super dark everywhere. And as I am about to walk through the same door that my colleagues went through just moments ago, I hear my boss charge out of his office on the opposite side from our office and he goes fucking nuts. He shouts at us "What the hell do you think you're doing?! Just because it's dark, doesn't mean you can't work!" and he basically forces us back into our office. I took my backpack off and set it down on the floor next to my desk. I sat down on my chair... ...and I woke up at 3:15 AM. Which also meant I needed to fall back asleep pretty quickly if I still wanted to get those next 3 hours of sleep.

Had a fever dream, brain decided to swap the concept of furries and gun enthusiasts. What resulted was me seeing an art gallery full of regular old guns drawn and framed and a bunch of people wearing what I could only call as "gunsuits". Looked something like this: https://files.facepunch.com/forum/upload/133959/0c2f8cc9-02ad-4705-b7cc-760c97959e5d/serveimage.jpg