Last night I dreamed I had moved into some sort of apartment complex nestled deep in the forest, located near some fortress that had a tranquil shrine surrounded by clean water inside it. The apartment complex had a cabin-like appearance and a rather interesting interior setup. It was only one floor, with like 10 units all lined up in a row, and while the units were mostly separated there was a bar stocked with drinks that ran through all the units so that people from any unit could meet up and drink together whenever they wanted. The combination of the quiet forest, the tranquil shrine nearby that you could escape to if you wanted to be alone, and the neighbourly social atmosphere created by the complex-spanning bar made this one of the most peaceful dreams I've had in a long time. It was pretty unexpected because some awful shit went on that day prior to going to bed and having that dream.
Had a dream about various things last night.
The part that stands out is when i bought a jam doughnut from a Greggs and when i bit into it it wasn't filled with jam, but a shepherds pie instead.
What does it mean?
[QUOTE=Totenkreuz;43769021]Was gonna get with some girl I know, but random things kept cock blocking me till I woke up.
Brain pls.[/QUOTE]
I get this all the time. It's something to do with self esteem issues. Welcome to the club, friend
I had a dream where me and two friends were kind of like, I don't know how to explain it. You know in platformer games where if you have a wall with tiny [I]tiny[/I] little notches in the side of it, sometimes you can climb up it really carefully by jumping off it and then to the notch above you? Yeah well, that's what we were doing, in a tall, glass, rectangle. We got to the top and started smashing some glass panes on it, and then jumped down another hole which brought us into this mall area (I guess that's where we were?) and hit a trampoline at the bottom. Then I got a shit ton of appulase and was given some kind of medal, and then this god awful noise started happening. I woke up and saw my dad tried to call me [I][B]14 times[/B][/I].
Dreams are weird yo. :v:
I was surrounded by 8 big black dicks and I didn't know what to do I was chained down to a cement floor in a gladiator like arena being slapped with 8 big black cocks and thousands of people were watching me be humiliated.
[editline]10th April 2014[/editline]
[QUOTE=TheNerdPest14;44453651]I still haven't had any dreams lately.[/QUOTE]
You probably have and just don't remember. Keep a dream journal: It will help you remember. Melatonin also can cause vivid dreams.
[QUOTE=TheNerdPest14;44453651]I still haven't had any dreams lately.[/QUOTE]
[thread=1368873]Check out this thread[/thread] if you're interested in dreaming again.
I had a dream my father took us all out to a meal and we went to McDonalds. Well my father ordered what we wanted and the speaker-guy at the drivethru and he was like a high teenager that didn't understand anything.
So my father actually drove through the building. Then I went through the windscreen and woke up. :o
[QUOTE]I had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamt I was watching this documentary on medieval knights... and it was fucking horrifying. These two knights were taking part in this jousting tournament and the one who lost had his intestines and guts cut out by the other and was forced to lie face-first in them on the ground. Then all these white worm things started to come out of his intestines and he was eating them and they were all going up his nose and OH MY GOD how did I think up this stuff while I was asleep?! I woke up feeling physically sick[/QUOTE]
Post of mine I found while browsing an old creepy stuff thread
I had a dream where the NBA stood for National Babies Association.
It was just babies crawling on a basketball court.
been having wicked long and vivid dreams ever since i got put on mirtazapine, i started keeping a dream journal for the fun of it
i dreamt this in the 2 hours i went back to bed after getting up this morning:
I went to the hospital to follow up on an appointment on gender dysphoria, upon which I was in a mental asylum of sorts.
Met up with a guy or girl named Danni or Dannique, who was supposed to be my psychologist, and we sat in a bland room with 2 beds and a big window.
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Danni had hairy legs (black hair) and would change outfit and gender on the whim.
S(he) had black hair covering both her eyes at first, later on both eyes were seemingly visible.
She also changed her weight a lot, going from skinny to chubby instantaneously. She had the tendency to be very touchy which I didn't like. We didn't talk about anything related to the gender dysphoria. Some psychologist s(he) was.
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After the bedsheets changed colour and Danni went back to being a man, I looked outside and down. On the floor was a blank piece of paper and some crayons and charcoal.
I drew a very colourful piano (using strokes and the colours blue, black and white) and a very colourful simplistic facial portrait of something which had a red nose, and I used red, orange and yellow as colours, despite only having a beige crayon in my possession.
Interesting to note that I used horizontal arched strokes on the piano, and circular strokes on the face, and that while I was proud of them, Danni looked jealous and said that he didn't like them.
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After a while, Danni came back through the door, having undergone another sex change into a girl in harmony with the bedsheets, which were blue and red polka dotted. She hugged me and I remember her having a B-cup cleavage and a one-part white/gray outfit,
the type you would see in a mental asylum in those movies. Even the shoes were gray. I could see both her eyes now, which were brown. Suddenly I was in the parkinglot of a industrial area, with Danni being a bloke again. She wanted to give me a ride on her scooter. I reluctantly said yes, seeing as my bike upon which I came on was still standing in the middle of the empty parking lot. We went through a red barn, to the private parking lot of the hospital, which was suddenly in a more foresty area. I got on her scooter, which had this little doohickey on the back which helped me get on. Her scooter was bright red, and it was one of those vespas.
We went to the countryside after my feet hitting the road several times. I knew we were going wrong, but I didnt say anything. We ended up in the middle of nowhere looking for milestones upon which we could find the way back to my place. I saw lots of milestones indicating where to go, but we were both turned into mutes, only he was now blind to the clearly indicated milestones as well.
We ended up calling her (yes) dad, who came angrily in a red car, picking us up. The scooter vanished btw. He ended up getting lost as well, and again I said nothing and stood there perplexed wondering how blind these people were to the clear milestones (yes not signs) indicating the way. We ended up in the city which bore the /name/ of my city, but looked alien to me nonetheless. We ended up in a place which they said was my house. I got angry but got out and walked towards my "house" anyway.
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Danni walked me towards my "home", as she hugged me and said farewell. I wanted to know when the next appointment was and she was dumbstruck. She ran back to the car, handing me over a ticket saying that "the next appointment is on June third". It looked like those receipts you get when you pay for stuff at the grocery store.
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I went inside (just opening the door, not locked) and looked inside my home. It looked like a very bland apartment with white walls and no furniture. It was slightly dimmed inside. I walked towards a tablet-shaped device which acted like a clock. I pushed a button and turned the helicopter radio (???) to "WI-FI". I then pushed another button, but I suddenly forgot how the device worked. I pushed several buttons and ended up with Seinfeld displaying Jerry on the tablet. I remember the bass line and a laughing track alongside thumbnail images displaying Jerry with his arms folded.
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I heard noise in the kitchen (really, it was just the counter with no furnace, dishwasher and nothing). It was none other than Dan Akyroyd making "apple, orange and lemon pie" in my kitchen. I told him what he was doing in my kitchen and why he didn't ask me permission to use my kitchen and apparatus. He apologized and demonstrated me his cooking skills by showing me clearly how he made the "apple, orange and lemon pie", by giving me a peek inside the bowl. I was not surprised and shocked seeing oranges, unpeeled, inside the bowl as he mixed them. After seeing this display of cooking horror without flinching I went upstairs to my computer saying "don't let it happen again!".
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Going upstairs I went behind my keyboard and I had to fill in my password. My keyboard bleeped and blooped and it was all lit up with blue neon light. I thought I was stupid then because I didn't press the buttons! I pressed a ton of buttons to make all the lit up stuff go from neon blue back to normal plastic gray. After pressing all the buttons the discdrive inside my keyboard went open. I closed it, after which I pressed the mute button and it muted the computer. Silly me! That wasn't the right button! I unmuted the computer. Then I woke up.
tl;dr: dont do drugs kids!
[sp]I'm having these type of dreams for months now, almost every day[/sp]
i don't dream much at all
however in the last dream i remember i was a Khornate Berzerker (7 ft tall demonic supersoldier in a state of constant rage wearing power armor and armed with a gigantic chainsaw axe or two, for those not in the know) in some weird outdoors con turning MLP and anime cosplayers into hamburger while constantly screaming "[B]kill maim burn kill maim burn kill maim burn kill maim burn kill maim burn kill maim burn kill maim burn kill maim burn [/B]"
It wasnt tonight, it was the night before, but it's still good.
[quote]I was at Rezzed 2014, it was basically deserted and there were no game stands, and I was standing in a big queue. I kept teleporting around the queue, or rather, I kept pushing past people in the queue. Then I saw Captain America fighting people in the queue and the Winter Soldier taking photos with people. I took a selfie with him. I have not seen Captain America: The Winter Soldier yet.[/quote]
This dream was sometime within in this week, but it was of these two sets of three racks, and on one side was trophy-looking sculptures of Abraham Lincoln, then on the other set was trophy-looking sculptures of Thomas Jefferson. On the first rack for Abraham Lincoln's side (left-to-right), they were silver, then gold, then red and blue. First on Jefferson's side (right-to-left) it went in the exact same order. All of a sudden, the ACTUAL presidents came running out on opposite sides from corridors, as if they were going to tackle each other, and then went charging slow-mo, body-first, into all the racks, and starting grabbing at them, eyes closed, as all the trophies and racks came falling down...
Then the dream ended...
Don't remember much, just that the Russians were invading a harbor town and they stopped firing because I somehow accidentally launched a missile at their commanding vessel. After that, some media bullshit was on the news claiming that the old TV series "Hey Arnold" had subliminal messages about sexual tensions between interracial couples... What the hell was my subconsciousness smoking that night?
pretty much hanging out at my friend's house and wanting to have sex with him, his girlfriend, and his girlfriend's non-existent sister. they were like casually naked/half naked. i didn't actually end up doing anything sexual though.
I was going through a bazaar, and bought myself a drink. While browsing further & drinking, I noticed that the cup is ceramic (not plastic one-use) and that I wasn't allowed to take it. Walking further, I thought if I should take it home or sell somewhere. Just before entering the auto-parts store, I turn around to see [I]if he came for me.[/I] He did, but seeing as I'm about to enter, he becomes sad and walks away. I run up to him and explain everything.
I had a dream, where I was in class, and for some reason everyone went into another room. Someone left a sniper rifle out (what) and I had alittle fun before catching up with everyone else, as soon as I came in someone was badly hurt with a sniper wound and I felt like shit, knowing I did it accidentally and someone would notice until it came out the guy who took the sniper out actually did it and started opening fire on everyone, I got shot in the leg and slowly limped my way out while under fire, leaving everyone to die.
he then came after me, I panicked and ran into another class room, more firing, and I hid in another room, he came in.
Blam.
Rip me.
Shit was creepy yo.
I was at a convenience store, and suddenly B.J. Blaskowicz ran in, shot a dude in the head and told me to follow him because the Nazis were after us. I believed him because he is the hero in the Wolfenstein games, but in this dream he really is senile and just killed a clerk. We hopped in a car and drove off. He hands me a MP40 to start firing at cars. I did until we crashed. Then I bailed and went home to play Smash Bros Brawl.
I remember being cafeteria of a school or community centre or something and it was a place where heroes or at least heroic types would gather. Anyway, I (or at least who I was in the dream) was sitting across from a beautiful girl with long black hair that slightly obscured her face and calm blue eyes. The most interesting thing about her was that when she blushed, it was a light blue, almost cyan color in her cheeks. I liked being around her and her me, I had hoped. There was a bit of a gap in the dream at this point and I evidently had done something to upset her and she didn't want to see me anymore. I just remember crying my eyes out in the dream, hoping she would hear and then falling into a deep depression that had a heavy physical toll on me. Then I saw her again, and grew hopefully she came back for me. But that wasn't the case at all when she saw me, what I became. She had not a look of sympathy, but instead it was merely that of pity. She then turned away and left.
I swear I don't usually have these 'omg angsty feels' kind of dreams. This one pretty much blindsided me with a swift kick right in the balls.
I was at an island and there was a man entirely in black besides his face. He was a ginger with sunglasses and he was very gaunt and tall; he kind of looked like Jack Spicer :v:. He turned my friends into animals so we fought, and when I pushed him over I stepped on his chest and my foot went through his ribcage and got stuck in his chest and it was pretty fucking metal.
Another time I was outside my high school going to a basketball game when these wolves came out of the bushes and I fought them with my bare hands. I got really scratched up before I took refuge in the school where there was a Super Mario Sunshine-esque water turret that fended them off.
Another time I was on top of a million foot tall brick wall and some strange entity told me I had to jump or the world was going to end so I did it and instead of waking up, I accepted death and just let it happen. So everything was black and I was questioning if that was what death was when I was woken by my mom.
My dreams revolve around me saving people a lot.
I was a foreign exchange student in China or something and the classroom had a rule when you need to wear a certain pair of underwear each week or you'll get in trouble. The rest I don't remember
I haven't dreamt (or just haven't remembered them) in the better part of a year or more. That being said, when I do they seem to be extremely vivid- perhaps why I remember them.
last night I dreamt I was with a bunch of friends I didn't recognize, but felt extremely attached to them. We were vacationing in this open, yet confined, desert (see great Sand Dunes in Colorado). It was wet, like it was raining a lot. I remember the colors of the sky resembled the sands; with light browns, grays, and subtle yellow from the Sun. I remember this distinctly. Dotted across the desert were plain brown mayan/aztec - like step pyramids, maybe no bigger than a 3-story house. Inside they were hollow and my friends and I were using them to sleep in. Like camping, complete with a campfire inside. We weren't the only ones, as it appeared to be a popular destination with many other pyramids being used In the same fashion. We would go from pyramid to pyramid socializing and having fun.
above all else though, a prominent feature stuck out in all of this. Which was a specific sand dune ridge which people were adorning with momentos and trinkets. Some were offerings to loved ones past, others to people's hopes n dreams. That's when I realized it was like a massive pilgrimage. Where people would travel to and celebrate life. The dune shrine was meant as an homage.
I'll be honest, it sucked waking up lol. So peaceful and such a welcoming environment.
[B] edit:[/b] FFS My phones auto correct is pissing me off. QUIT CHANGING MAH SHIT!
I had a really weird dream. There were a group of teens who liked like they were straight out of the 90s. They were the characters of some 90s horror movie. They were hanging out somewhere outdoors in the middle of the night. These weird tunnels would open up in the ground and horrors would come out to kill them. I remember one of them got killed by this weird wall of flowing bloodlike glowing light stuff that vaporized their back. I remember there was one character who tried to save his girlfriend, but they both were killed by some terrifying creature in a gruesome way when an unexpected hole opened. I remember the holes all were made of a bright blue light. I remember those surviving seeing the blue light above the ground. They decided they couldn't save the others and fled. I remember being disturbed by this thinking more people will wander to this area.
I was getting fucked and then later abducted by aliens who needed my assistance, because they were colourblind.
I had my first nightmare in a while.
My pc got a virus. I was devastated when it turned out I couldn't boot into safe mode because the virus had taken over completely, and then my sister ripped out my GPU thinking that would help for some reason.
I was in the Korean War with Bill Murray, then we battled the skeletons from Jason and the Argonauts, and it concluded with an intimate moment with Egon Spengler. Most of it was wondering through jungles. I really miss Harold Ramis; I mean no disrespect.
It was one of those strange driving dreams again, where there are weird mountains and highways and weather and shit, but I was in the Jeep this time. I really can't remember anything else from last night's dream.
But, a few nights ago, I had the weirdest nightmare. If I can remember, I was on some Victorian era ship judging by my dress. For some reason there was a storm and I went overboard. I was drowning, and about to die, but I got sucked into some strange void, and then I'm in hell. I wasn't dead yet, but Satan was there. He was talking about the deal I made with him years before. Something about me marrying him or some demon? IDK. Anyways, some shit happens, and the wedding gets called off because some other hideous demon decides to butt in. I refuse to marry that ugly motherfucker, and I'm back in the water, drowning. I don't die though. I'm chained to the ship's mast. Then the ugly demon's voice says something along the lines of "you will know true fear". I keep getting tortured, sinking deeper. After what seems like years, I get transported back through the void. There wasn't any more pain. The ugly demon and Satan had been reduced to a pile of guts by some super hot arch demon dude guy with wings. Anyways, sexy dude saved me, then I married him, and I was the Queen of Hell.
I been listening to too much metal haha.
Had a dream, in which I heard via word of mouth that a man named Stephen (that i've never met in my life) wanted to have a fight with me,
After many weeks of searching, and what seemed like a tireless trot around the globe, I finally met this so called Stephen who was in a child's play park sitting alone on a seesaw.
I sat on the other end of the seesaw, and after an awkward stare that lasted around ten seconds I broke the silence by saying,
'Hey Stephen, i've heard that you want to have a fight with me, and i'd just like to say that I find that offensive and there's no need for us to fight because I don't even know you and I don't even think we've met before'.
There was a silence that lasted roughly three seconds until he stood off of the seesaw, turned too look at me and said,
'I'm not Stephen, my names Jon'.
He then walked away and the seesaw continued it's up and down motion.
[quote]I was in a subway station which looked a lot like the train station in City 17 from Half Life 2. I got on one of the trains, and at some point the train stopped at a station, where I could see my sisters waiting for me. They both got on the train and we kept going until the last station. Then we got out, walked around the station and ended up in a white room with blood and guts splattered all over the place. For some reason I found it completely normal and didn't find it scary or anything. In the middle of the room there was someone who looked like a fat butcher giving a speech about something (I don't remember what though). We all took a seat and tried to listen to him, although that didn't last long because we kept getting distracted by a really crazy and creepy looking guy behind us who was loudly talking about how gore really turned him on and he had a raging boner, while constantly fapping.
At some point the dream restarted, but it was a little bit different every time. The third time I remember looking at a map of the train network and finding out that this particular train was constantly cycling through 4 stations arranged in a circle formation. I found it really weird since I clearly remembered going through more than 4 stations but eventually shrugged it off. We went to the bloody room again and the crazy guy was furiously fapping again. I decided that I've had enough and ran away from the room and jumped into a large cardboard box to hide.
When I came out of the box, I found myself at work, in our usual office. Apparently there was an urgent project we had to finish and we were struggling to meet the deadline, but no one really seemed to care and everyone was drinking beer while singing loudly. This lasted for what seemed to be around 4 days. Then one day I came to the office and met my boss in the hallway, looking really depressed. I asked him what was wrong and he said he didn't want to drink beer anymore because he was tired of this shit and we would never finish the project in time for the deadline. So I decided to cheer everyone up by inviting them to play Pokemon.
The game was apparently either Pokemon Red or Blue since we started in Pallet Town, except it was seen from a first person view and had a realistic style quite similar to Half Life 2. Apparently the town was on a coastline and we could easily see the sea in the distance. I decided to explore the south part of the town since I knew everyone said there's nothing in the inaccessible grass there and the game would crash if you tried to use cheats to get there. When I arrived there, I saw that the whole area was fenced off so there was no way to get on the other side. After walking along the fence for a while, I eventually found a large rock formation with a metal gate leading into it. I managed to open it, went down a flight of stairs, and then found another gate which opened into a cliffside. I saw a metal ladder that extended all the way down into the sea below, so I got on it and started climbing down. Halfway through, the ladder started behaving oddly like it was made out of rubber and then turned into a bungee rope. This took me by surprise, causing me to fall. While falling I could somehow see how the ladder was coded in the game, and noticed that it was scripted to use "simplified" physics when its length exceeded a certain value. I thought that was a really shitty way to code it but I don't remember what happened next.
Then I found myself being arrested by the police for starting a fire in Garry's Mod. An officer was escorting me to the police station, which looked like a really tall skyscraper. When we got inside, he stood behind me and started to give me directions such as "turn right, then take the elevator on your left". The place looked like a maze and had elevators everywhere, so I often got confused and took wrong turns, which made him quite upset. After going through countless hallways and elevators, I knew we were close to the top. At some point I noticed he stopped giving me directions, so I turned back only to see that he went in another direction, leaving me behind. I tried to follow him but eventually lost him. I ended up in some kind of airplane hangar, figured it was the wrong place, and turned around, trying to find the way to the top on my own.
Eventually I arrived to the roof, where there was another building which actually looked like a police station. I entered the building and came into a room where hippies were being interrogated by police officers around a campfire. Most of them were also arrested for starting fires, and they said it was "part of a satanic ritual" while chuckling. I thought "wow what the hell, I shouldn't have been arrested, I only started a fire because it was cold", and left the room. At some point I looked through a window and saw a nuke going off in the distance. Everyone instantly started panicking and running around, but we barely felt the shockwave. As I was worrying about whether the radiations could reach us or not, one of the hippies started screaming as he was growing an extra toe on his foot. I whipped a geiger counter out from nowhere and saw that the radiation levels were much higher than normal but still "perfectly safe". I told everyone that we would be safe as long as we stayed inside for a while. Then just to make sure, I took off my clothes (???) and hid inside a closet because for some reason the radiation levels were lower in there, and then barricaded it with cardboard sheets.
After a while, one of the police officers opened the closet and found me all naked in there. He told me to get out, so I proceeded to put my clothes back on, when one of the hippies behind him commented that I had "nice boobs". I realized I had turned into a girl, but it only lasted a few seconds.
Later I was visiting my mother in Vietnam (wait what?), and when I asked her for news she said that the americans started dropping nukes there. I was really surprised because I knew the police station incident took place in the US and the US army would have no reason to nuke their own continent, so I came to the conclusion that North Korea was launching nukes everywhere to raise tensions between countries and start a world war. I was really worried and told my mom to move into another country but she said it wouldn't make much of a difference.
Then I found myself talking to Kim Jong Un about the nukes, and trying to convince him that his nukes were inefficient. I remember showing him a video which depicted a mountain with a massive crater in it and telling him "wow you suck, that nuke you dropped in america was in the middle of a mountain, no one lived there!". He laughed, and replied "yes you're right, I'll try to aim better next time".
Then I woke up.[/quote]
I wish I had those dreams more often, recalling them is fascinating. I usually don't remember my dreams, but when I do, they're always really long, complex and weird as fuck. :v:
some kind of battle was going on but there was little action, my father was there. the enemy we were fighting had this strange high tech stationary gun set up on a high up platform. I managed to sneak up there to the weapon... and started using it to kill my own people. I then climbed down from the platform and made my way back to my comrades / my father. They didn't know it was me up there killing them, and I felt terrible about it and didn't want to face my father. that's all I remember. Never had a dream like this before, was pretty bizarre. I don't talk to my dad much anymore, maybe I should give him a call.
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