• What did you dream about last night?
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After watching Ouija, I dreamed that my ex girlfriend died in a car accident. It felt so real that when I woke up, I had to remind myself that she's still alive.
I dreamed that there was a terrorist shootout at my school and all my Arab friends were part of it for some reason. [editline]22nd August 2015[/editline] I think my brain is secretly racist.
I just had the weirdest dream. More of a nightmare but still... Basically, it was about a world where the United States disunited in the 70's into three different countries, "White" America, Novo Africa, and New Spain. During my dream, I was in third person for a rally ongoing in in Cincinnati in "White" America. At this point in time their was quiet a few parties on the stage, but the most vocal three were NASDAP America, White Cougar Party, and Great Columbia Union. NASDAP America and Great Columbia were both talking about how we need to retake Novo Africa and reunite America... I'm guessing that New Spain had already been retaken. Well, the White Cougar Party leader, one of Bernie Sanders's kids, was stating that the current union was less important then the time we were thirteen colonies, and that we'd probably be better off at that state, and from this the guy opened his shirt showing several examples of British currency. Supposedly this was a symbol of protest or something? I have no fucking clue, it was weird dream/nightmare though.
Dreamt of living in some sort of camp at the bottom of a huge helicoidal white skyscraper in the middle of the desert, it was linked to the rest of the world by some kind of suspended bullet train.
Dreamt of watching a gif of a cake exploding someone's head off repeatedly. Apparently it was really funny to dream me.
I dreamt that I was back in high school again and Donald Trump was our teacher, who had us watching Courage the Cowardly Dog for class for some reason as he showed off his Pokemon trainer badges to everyone. Also, Eustace was black. Did I break my brain or something?
[QUOTE=Ticon;48523187]I dreamt that I was back in high school again and Donald Trump was our teacher, who had us watching Courage the Cowardly Dog for class for some reason as he showed off his Pokemon trainer badges to everyone. Also, Eustace was black. Did I break my brain or something?[/QUOTE] Sounds like the American presidential campaign is taking its toll.
I ordered 5 boxes of Russian chocolate behind my mother's back and ate it all. Then, as if that wasn't enough, I bought rhubarb ice-cream with "sumi" syrup for 10p. And then, my acquaintance Ben offered me half of his seafood paella portion (which in total was £28 on the menu). I also remember that this all took place in an industrial jungle which was mostly abandoned, and I was in casual clothes while the rest of my acquaintances were in smart suits.
I had to go through preparatory school all over again. I think that's my most common dream these days.
I just had a dream that I was friends with jontron
Last night I had a dream my friend who's been in a mental hospital for a few weeks.
Ran through seven countries while under fire from Germans. Each country was the size of a tennis court. Reached the tunnel at the end and ended up in some geometric version of my home town, where everything was pyramids and laser-cut grass. Hopped on a bus and the schedule was terrible.
That I got an A for the storyboard I was going to submit to my professor today. fat chance :v:
I had two dreams. The first one was reading about a Powerpuff Girls revival being done by a Japanese studio that kept their style faithful to the original. The second one was that there was a computer virus going around that spread through images. The image was being spread all over the forums and as a result there was mass bans banning everyone to be safe. I wasn't so lucky and accidentally opened an image. I tried to go into Safe Mode but the virus instead loaded an animation that wouldn't stop.
I was being chased by some terminator-like assassin, he later shapeshifted into bruce lee and started chasing me all the way to some tall tower in the US. in that tower there was lots of miniature cities and a button that was supposed to nuke the entire world, he was about to press it but i talked him out of it. Then some military guy came in and pressed the button with his head for no reason and I watched the world get nuked
I dreamed about jerking off intensely with cum all over me, and when I turn around, I notice some greasy hobo looking at me through the window with a shit eating grin Then I beat the hobo half to death Wtf brain?
[QUOTE=DEMONSKUL;48559029]I dreamed about jerking off intensely with cum all over me, and when I turn around, I notice some greasy hobo looking at me through the window with a shit eating grin Then I beat the hobo half to death Wtf brain?[/QUOTE] You beat up the hobo half to death or you beat him off half to death?
There was a new super fast train running from Helsinki to my city. I boarded it, it went over 400 km/h. The size was also gigantic, each train car was like a Boeing A380 hull. But it was expensive as fuck, it cost 2,000€ for a single round trip. I hopped off mid-way at a super secret station that was legendary, a myth. A station nobody had ever found. Next to the platform was a cave. I entered the cave and there was a three-headed giant humanoid monster that attacked me. I quickly donned chainmail and picked up a sword. I cut off all three heads in a single swing. Then I heard happy drum music coming from the platform. The train came back, all of my friends and family were on it, cheering. I had apparently cleared a super-hard challenge and became a hero of some kind. They gave me thousands of € as a reward and we had a fuck-huge party. Then woke up. There were no bad things at all in the dream, it was just a happy ride from start till end.
I have to say this was literally the most terrifying dream i have ever encountered so far in my life, not joking. Well, im going to dumb this dream, the quantum dream. Because for some reason, people in the dream explained everything was being caused by quantum mechanics, even though what happened was exactly NOT what quantum theory means at all. Well, the story started off as this. So, the dream started in a large room, as if a decent size cafeteria. I was sitting at one of the tables, while a bunch of my friends were sitting beside me. At the other tables, my friends parents where sitting down as well. I guess my mind was trying to have a football meeting or something like that. Before the meeting started, i excused my self to go to the restroom. As i went to the restroom. I noticed that once i shut the door. A small bolt fell out of the door, for some reason, it was vibrating extremely. So out of curiosity, i grabbed the bolt. The bolt itself concerned me more than i had to use the restroom, so i left the restroom to go back to the meeting. I decided to put the bolt in my pocket. Walking back to the room, i passed by a breaker panel, as i passed it, the bolt in my pocket began to vibrate crazy again. So, i grabbed the bolt from my pocket to see what was causing it. I then realized it was being caused by the breaker panel. So, i decided to take the bolt towards the panel to see what happens. Almost immediately when i placed the bolt on the panel, i was immediately sucked into the panel and then transported to the so called "quantum dimension". (This dream gets more and more crazy the more i go into it.) After being sucked into the panel, i get shot out into the other dimension and fall onto the floor. Getting up from being flung onto the ground. I stood up to realize i was still in the same building. I looked outside, it was completely black, like literally, pitch black. I looked over to the room where i was suppose to go to, everyone was still there and doing the meeting, but they looked like ghosts. I walked over to see if they noticed me, but they kept doing their meeting. Confused and a little bit terrified, i walked outside of the building. The dream gets more and more intense, this is basically only half of the dream.
[QUOTE=Deathtrooper2;48568048]I have to say this was literally the most terrifying dream i have ever encountered so far in my life, not joking. Well, im going to dumb this dream, the quantum dream. Because for some reason, people in the dream explained everything was being caused by quantum mechanics, even though what happened was exactly NOT what quantum theory means at all. Well, the story started off as this. So, the dream started in a large room, as if a decent size cafeteria. I was sitting at one of the tables, while a bunch of my friends were sitting beside me. At the other tables, my friends parents where sitting down as well. I guess my mind was trying to have a football meeting or something like that. Before the meeting started, i excused my self to go to the restroom. As i went to the restroom. I noticed that once i shut the door. A small bolt fell out of the door, for some reason, it was vibrating extremely. So out of curiosity, i grabbed the bolt. The bolt itself concerned me more than i had to use the restroom, so i left the restroom to go back to the meeting. I decided to put the bolt in my pocket. Walking back to the room, i passed by a breaker panel, as i passed it, the bolt in my pocket began to vibrate crazy again. So, i grabbed the bolt from my pocket to see what was causing it. I then realized it was being caused by the breaker panel. So, i decided to take the bolt towards the panel to see what happens. Almost immediately when i placed the bolt on the panel, i was immediately sucked into the panel and then transported to the so called "quantum dimension". (This dream gets more and more crazy the more i go into it.) After being sucked into the panel, i get shot out into the other dimension and fall onto the floor. Getting up from being flung onto the ground. I stood up to realize i was still in the same building. I looked outside, it was completely black, like literally, pitch black. I looked over to the room where i was suppose to go to, everyone was still there and doing the meeting, but they looked like ghosts. I walked over to see if they noticed me, but they kept doing their meeting. Confused and a little bit terrified, i walked outside of the building. The dream gets more and more intense, this is basically only half of the dream.[/QUOTE] The rest?
My last dream involved heights, like some of my dreams do. I remember a few similar dreams, but fuck them here's the recent one: The dreams basically revolve around some water tower or other tall structure, except this time it was a weird platform that had appeared on my apartment building. You can only access the platform by jumping to it from an actual balcony, or otherwise climbing to it somehow, which would be insanely dangerous. Risk of falling and so on. Now, I've noticed that in these dreams, my brain is still telling me not to jump, or like, [I]don't try to leap between the balcony railing and the weird platform[/I] because it's fucking dangerous, like your brain does when you're awake. Yet all the people in my dreams are climbing up and down without breaking a sweat, people from real life often. And when I finally find myself on top of these tall places, climbing safely down is also just as hard, and you're like [i]fuuuuuuck[/i] constantly. And these dreams sometimes repeat themselves a few times, or so it feels like. Pretty nightmarish stuff.
I dreamed about seating on the computer, animating a scout i think? and then a few days ago i realized i dreamed about it. My dreams are future visions oddly.
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I have been dreaming of a post apocalyptic cyberpunk world recently, ethics are dead, everyone are cyborg psychopaths and the regular massive catastrophe or war in the news is tagged with "[B]F0CK![/B]" which is also spoken out loud by some really angry, deep and loud text to speech voice. Recently I dreamed that I was watching the news and it suddenly switched to a "Breaking [B]F0CK!1!"[/B] with news drones flying over my roofless apartment. It zoomed in on my toilet and text rolled over the screen "This mans shitter is really d1rtY!!!!" then the newscast ended and the usual meme humor show resumed with rage comic faces all over the screen and some mad tumblrite yelling about how the viewers are cis scum for not laughing at the funny ms paint meme faces. Guess it's time to clean my toilet. [editline]31st August 2015[/editline] I could actually see myself shitposting in the newscast. [editline]31st August 2015[/editline] And there were loads of empty soda bottles all over my apartment, spilling out into the street forming a giant pile of soda bottles.
I met a beautiful blonde girl called Ashley. We met in my uni's library and we immediately hit it off. She created her Facebook profile right in front of me and she told me she likes moonlit walks and Brighton. We went on a few restaurant dates. I was broke but she was loaded. I suspected that she found that a problem so she didn't invite me again. I was in the library again, studying for my master's when ISIS attacked the library. Some computers had their security wiped out and if someone was to send an email from them, the entire building would be destroyed with everyone in it. I moved to a safe computer and looked at the desktop. It was full of pictures of Ashley. I saved all of the pictures into my USB drive before logging off. We had an assembly in the Great Hall. My old French teacher Mr Hempstead was angry that we didn't tell him about the terrorist attack. Meanwhile, my friend Max got into trouble for dangerous off-road kart racing. And Ashley's ex boyfriend Kuzya sang a song that he dislikes how she's emotional. The assembly ended with the Lord's Prayer and Max tried to escape, but the door was blocked off with a sign saying that praying is compulsory. I saw Ashley again outside the Great Hall. I apologised to her for the date. She said she didn't see why I had to apologise because she invited me and so she paid. I asked her out this time and she agreed. Then, I recall going into a pool where my friend Nastya was swimming in. She was wearing a blue striped bikini and I was wearing my black and grey classic style swim brief. Ashley was sunbathing on her lounger. And finally, I drank vanilla milkshake liqueur in some strange bar.
[QUOTE=SecretDuck;48601179]Then, I recall going into a pool where my friend [B]Nastya[/B] was swimming in.[/QUOTE] You just got the clap, buddy
So I dreamt this weird-ass dream about encouraging Goofy to commit suicide by jumping off a floating island. I was base jumping off some floating islands in the sky together with my Disney homies, Mickey, Donald and Goofy. All of us had already jumped, except Goofy cuz he forgot to bring his parachute, so when I was stuffing my parachute back into my bag i heard Goofy yell to us: "ah heuh, gosh! Looks like I forgot to bring my darn parachute!" followed up with his fucking giggle. My best response to that was by yelling "jump" continuesly and eventually Mickey and Donald also began to yell jump. So we were yelling jump and Goofy just stood there fucking giggling like the idiot he is, until he decided to jump without his parachute. The only thing I remember after he jumped was his classic Goofy scream. i felt so guilty when i woke up
Dream where I gained access to a parallel universe using an ancient book. It created a door. Behind it was an ocean of stars with sailing ships. I jumped in and arrived at a hotel. The owner knew I was new there and told me stuff about this universe. It was not a place of magic, but a place where logic didn't exist. Weird stuff happened. There was a bus outside which glided over the road, and cups were randomly filling themselves. The area was part of a Kingdom led by a princess that was very fascinated with the "real" world so I taught her our culture and ended up fucking.
I was updating my Windows 7 PC early in the morning until I fell back to sleep and had one hell of a nightmare that involved me waking up and finding out that I really fucked up on something as a virus took complete control and started linking me to bizarre and cringe-worthy youtube videos, with links and ads of lewd proportions popping up on me. All this was going a super-fast rate as a taunting jingle when along with my laptop restricting my control (i.e. the "show desktop" and close buttons was being blocked by some half-assed painting of a dog of sorts, looked like a 6 year old drew it) until my mind had enough and woke me straight up and radial blurred me back to reality as I looked up. Luckily was relieved that my laptop was just adding the final touches on the numerous updates I had to install.
I dreamt I was around twelve years old and I met some kid who really annoyed me for some reason so I brought him to a forest and pushed him off a cliff. I killed a person in my dream, guys. It felt completely justified. I only felt scared because I didn't want to get caught. Anyone else ever murder a person in their dream?
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