• What did you dream about last night?
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I woke up(in the dream) in some prison looking place. From all of the people and the weather I could tell I was in some middle eastern country. I had no idea why I was there. There was a huge crowd of people lined up in front of a building labeled "MED." Except, it wasnt really a building, but more like a really big entrance to a subway station... I wandered away from it, and came across a recurring dream location- I like to call it "Long tunnel." There's a lot of creepy and dangerous shit in long tunnel, but I went in with someone anyways. I always do. Around the first corner there was some scary mannequin. Suddenly some indescribable thing appeared at the opposite end of the tunnel and moved towards me. I ran back to the entrance, and then there was some girl being chased by a golbat. I kicked it and then I went back to where the crowd was. There were now dudes with guns pushing everyone back. People wanted to go inside, to see family members, get treatment, whatever. Suddenly, grenades were thrown by the guards. There were smoke grenades and what appeared to be discs that shot out bullets in 6 directions. They were everywhere, so I was running as fast as I could to the exits. Saw a lot of people get killed. When I finally got out I encountered another recurring location, known as shitty kebab restaurant. I actually noticed in the dream all of this was close to another insane dream I had. I'm pissed though, because I never bothered to write about that one so the details are fuzzy now. I walked in and saw the owner doing paper work...with an Ink quill? The windows in one section were boarded up and a few tables didnt have chairs. I went up to the owner and asked for a job "so I can get the hell out of this country," which was apparently Pakistan. He gave me some menus and told me to go wait some tables. The first table was around 20 people...19 ordered food regularly, but one dude said he wanted ice cream. 'Okay, what kind.' "This brand..this brand..and that brand..." 'Umm sir, we only have one brand, [URL="http://www.raysicecream.com/"]Ray's[/URL]. What flavor?' "[unintelligible]" 'Okay guys, I'll be back soon with your food.' "Why do you keep dropping your book?" 'huh?' At that point my mind gave up and started doing random dream shit. I woke up shortly after. Just like the bastion dream, this one connected a lot of places. I wonder if my dream world has limits or there's just infinite places and connections.
It was a complex plot dream set in two timelines at once. I was exploring an old castle that was a tourist attraction, and every now and then my point of view would change to my "ancestor" living in the castle hundreds of years before. There was lots of shit happening, ghosts and so on, and throughout the dream the mystery slowly unravelled on why my ancestor got murdered or some shit like that. It was very trippy with the two timelines intersecting at times along with the plot.
I was part of a group of bank(?)robbers, and we took some of the hostages' cars as a getaway. Unfortunately, the one I got had 3 babies in it for some reason and I was freaking out how I was going to hide or explain this to my parents.
A really bizzare dream where I was playing a game but like some sort of holodeck/VR game. First part was something I cant really recall but the second part was the longest part. It was basically a very very long dream about me becoming part of the mafia, in my hometown or something, and I did some jobs for them. Then me and another guy sold some illegal boose behind the back of the bosses and he got caught whilst I was sneaking in the back of a theater/station and selling it. Funny part was that the bit inside was a different dream of sorts, about a train going to frankfurt but me not getting on it... I told them I was just going inside to see something, and told them I had nothing to do with him and that I just toke the shortcut. They believed me and let me drive away, I got shot at(though this later was just a misunderstanding) so I panicked and drove as fast as I could. Then when I got home, I rushed out the door and used a baby bike to get away as fast as possible(that was bizarre) when I see some buddies involved in a firefight with some cops. We won, not sure if we killed them or they just ran. Then they got in a car with something. I dunno if it were explosives. I declined and then I woke up from that game/dream to a cave of some sorts, I then walked through the cave and imagined WW2 with tanks driving over people inside the cave I guess? That is when I woke up.... The mafia part about booze is probably because I watched an episode of a gangster show that had a bit of the same story.
Dreamed about things that happened to me yesterday.
i stepped on an asian baby it didn't survive
Sex was an olympic sport apparently and I was competing, except in my dream I was a very large black man. I accidentally put it in the wrong hole and the girl kept calling me gay in front of everyone.
I looked out my window to see a bunch of female construction workers wearing short-shorts. It was great until suddenly the entire neighborhood was flooded in 20 feet of water.
My dreams have been way more vivid lately. I was wandering through a new-york looking city. I went down one big street, huge skyscrapers on either sides. There were stadium seats throughout the entire street, people were waiting for what seemed like a parade for trump and hillary. I insulted the crowd under my breath but somehow they all heard me and boo'd me. The street was divided into 4 sections, but still all in one line. First section looked like new york at night, with people in winter clothing, second looked like a hollywood red carpet, with...carboard cutout people with some fancy dressed people, third was dark and empty, and the 4th was the end. I walked into the fourth part aaaaand... Then I was spongebob. I don't know. I just was. I turn into other things in my dreams a lot but I just go with it. I was wandering through some snowy, broken part of a city. This part of the street went into some small square area. I stumbled upon a boarded up and cracked double door. I've seen this door in other dreams before but never interacted with it, until now. I broke the boards and tried opening it. The cracks started to glow and the door looked like it was going to burst. A...window popped up warning me, saying the door was not good or whatever. I opened it anyway. Suddenly, something I can;t quite describe started flowing out. It was erasing everything around it, turning it all into space. I panicked, and hurried home, not going back through the street, but taking a shortcut to my house. For some reason, I knew that the dimension I was in was fucked, so I needed to take a portal in my house to the next. I got to me house. It was a giant chrome warehouse with reflective walls and ceiling. It was completely flat, and all of my belongings were spread out on several tables and desks. There was a portal in the middle of the house. I scrambled to get some important belongings to bring with me. I saw the erasing stuff creeping into my house, so I just started throwing stuff into the portal After that everything went fuzzy and I woke up. Also- Has anyone ever experienced being in a dream, but also being in your bed at the same time? It's like being in two bodies at once, but it's not quite lucid dreaming. I feel the bed, but I also feel whatever is happening in the dream-and my real self is thinking about what's happening along with my dream self.
I dreamt my Bonus Duckmann got ingame .-.
The new song by jacob sartorious, it wasnt a dream it was a nightmare.
Actually had a pleasant dream where I played an Ocarina.
Dream about having fun at a nightclub. Nothing "dream-like" happened, it was just your average nightclub night with alcohol and dancing.
Most of my dreams take place within a "dream world". I'm sure other people experience something similar to this. In my dream world, physics and common sense often don't work as they're supposed to, nor does geography. Some people and places of the real world that I know do appear in the dream world, but their behavior and appearance change a little, or a lot. What's more, every dream that takes place in the dream world is connected, somehow, to another dream, either past or future. The "people" in the dream will reference events and other people that exist solely in the dream world. And the entire time I'm fully aware that I'm dreaming, yet I find the experience so realistic that I ignore anything out of the ordinary (That is, everything about the dream world) Last night I had two dreams that, despite taking place in two locations I've never seen before, I just knew they were part of my dream world's "storyline". The first dream began with me leaving a cargo plane, in a military base in the jungle. Everyone, base personnel and my own fresh unit, were wearing Vietnam-era equipment. We were ordered to stand in formation, because the base's CO wanted to inspect us. He appears, your typical blocky-faced, rolled-up-sleeves and bad attitude colonel, and presents himself as colonel Kilgore. After giving a brief speech on the importante of our presence, he starts inspecting every soldier of my unit that he finds interesting. Eventually, he gets right in my face, and inmediately tells me that I "show the potential the army needs in times like these", then orders me to serve as his personal apprentice. After a brief "montage" of Kilgore leading the troop through many missions (Securing empty buildings in the middle of nowhere, treking through rivers with the water up to our chests, and exchanging fire with an enemy we never even get to see), he summons me to his office, then asks me to follow him to the courtyard, where there is a group of soldiers. He promotes me to squad leader, and says how proud he is that I finally get the chance to put my talents to use on the "real battlefield". He also hands me a folder. Inside, there are documents, maps, dates, photos...everything I need for my "mission". That's the point when everything fades. After a few minutes (?) of nothingness, the second dream begins. I'm in the city where most of my dreams take place. I'm no longer wearing a uniform, just my normal clothes. I'm standing outside of an Ace hardware store, because I need to buy gardening equipment. The store is currently going through renovations and maintenance, and the main entrance is blocked, but they're still conducting business, and there's a handy sign directing all customers to the secondary entrance, just around the corner. I go around it, and find more catwalks and people working. All the doors I see are either closed off, or marked as "staff only". Yet I keep walking, searching for that secondary entrance. After a while, I notice a shift in my surroundings. I can still "feel" the store nearby, but I'm no longer surrounded by hardware stores. The street is now housing factories and auto shops. Yet I keep walking. Eventually, I hit the end of the street: a creme-colored building that would otherwise go unnoticed. By this time I've forgotten completely about the store, I go inside. It's a depot, and there's very little light coming through the roof, but I can still make out some shapes in the dark. Machines. I keep walking, until I reach a point where more light pours into the building. Refrigerators. The entire depot is filled with refrigerators, of every brand, type, size, and state of damage. They're also randomnly positioned. Which is odd, because so far all I've done is walking straight, without bumping into anything or twisting my body. Obviously, I've got to find an exit. That is easy, because I know I've been here before. This building is actually made of two sections, and this is the section I've never visited. The other area is a chicken farm. I eventually leave the depot through another exit. Now I can see the market, which I've visited before on previous dreams. The market is big, like three city blocks big, but it only has two entrances: the main entrance, which is an exact reproduction of the market I used to live nearby when I was little, and the back entrance, which oddly also leads to the parking lot. The streets are empty. I'm facing the market's back entrance, but there is not a single car or person in sight. I go into the market, anyway. By now, I know some of the stands and areas. They're all open for business, and full of items, yet there's nobody inside. After a while, I reach the center of the market, a small plaza with a fountain and food carts. The fountain isn't working, and the carts are all closed. This is where I decide to sit down and rest, and again everything fades away. The rest of my sleep consists of nothingness, until I wake up at 8:30
I was what seemed to be a torture/gladiator tv show. The host was god damn Steve Harvey, and he talked in such a quiet and emotionally manipulative voice... "Contestants" (kidnapped people) were subjected to various forms of torture before they would have to fight another contestant to the death in very strange ways. Each person had a main form though, and mine was electric spikes. One battle that stood out to me was that two people has large metal plates strapped to their chests, and they needed to continually ram into each other until death. There was some sort of currency called "diamonds, DS for short." Diamonds could be used to lessen torture or gain an advantage. I was fuckin loaded with DS for a while, but at one point I tried to escape and kill everyone running the show. I had a contestant next to me during the torture sessions(We'll call him Frank) who said he would help. Frank's torture was being branded, and dumbass steve harvey left the hot brand on the ground next to him. He used the brand to melt his chains off, but before he could do mine, we were caught. All of our DS was revoked, and torture was ramped up. There were laser sensors at our backs to make sure we stayed in place. Because of the way Harvey was talking in such a calm voice, I figured he was sympathetic, but nah. My punishment for trying to escape was 10 levels of electric shock. By that I mean, 10 tasers at once. I begged harvey to only use one, but nope. Some random dream nonsense interrupts, and then it cuts back to the tv show. There are 5 contestants left. Everyone but me and frank are so fucked up from the torture. We agree that if we are the last two standing, we will refuse to kill. The grand prize is 100,000,000DS, which is around $2 million for some reason. Everyone is given a huge, rusty sword and cast into an arena. Frank and I beg the others to not fight, but again, they're too fucked up in the head to care. Steve Harvey came out and shot everyone. I woke up.
in the dream i wish i remembered more of, there was a cute girl cosplaying as D.Va. when nobody else but me was looking, she would zip her suit down and show me her cleavage while smiling at me mischievously. i responded with hugging her. the next dream, i found myself at the store i work at. i met with someone and we agree to go back to my apartment and hang out. while there, the landlord's security drone passes by my window and bathes my room in a red light. after it passes, the guy starts asking me weird questions about personal possessions. there is a knock at the door, and the guy hits me in the head. i recognize this was a complex robbery attempt so i grab my machete. it falls apart in my hands but there is just enough left for me to scare the guy out of there. he opens the door and a twin of him is there. i fend them off. i then wake up.
Destroying my own bicycle with a crusher because it's covered in squid ink and purple poison liquid. Very strange dream...
My mom got her body swapped out for an amazon hunter kind. The skin tone of her face and the body didn't match. My dad was perfectly fine with it. My mom's old body parts were still lying around in my basement and I was tasked with cleaning them up because no one else wanted to do it. That was very discomforting.
So it starts in my aunts house when a tornado warning flashes on the tv. Go outside to check and there are 4 tornadoes destroying the town 5 miles north of us. Scared out of my mind. They start heading south-west just missing our town. Then all 4 tornadoes combine into one giant tornado. A face forms on the giant tornado, and it appears to laugh. Then in a flash of light it disappears. Someone (dream person) says we must go to see this lady in a nearby city. Travel to a closed restaurant and find the secret door to where she lives. This lady is a magic user of some sort. To describe her, think a modernized version of Tia Delma within Warehouse 13 and you got it. She says that this spirit has awoken and we have to contact someone who has pretty much devoted their lives to study this spirit. The fastest way to get to this person is via the river next to the restaurant. But for some reason we can't be seen. So she cast a *gills* spell on us so we can breath underwater. We then proceed to ride on a giant *water rat* that runs along the bottom of the river (This part was actually very fun!). We get to the city where this guy lives, exit to the place via a storm drain, and go around the corner to see our destination. My 4 year old then wakes me up because he had a bad dream... But that river trip is I think the most fun I ever had in a dream. Even better than the flying dreams.
Instead of being infested with spiders my house was infested with angry crabs. They would hang on webs and drop to give chase. Weirdly the crabs would only go after me, my mom was able to play with one like it were a cat.
I wandered into an empty and dark alleyway before ended up in a huge colorful garden in daytime hour. Then, everyone stopped what they are doing and stared at me. It was very strange.
was outside next to a farm field on a cloudy day. i was walking along a sidewalk next to some stores past people when i suddenly felt the need to go inside. others seemed to be doing the same thing. i went into this store that was part store and part somebodies house. it looked like someone had just converted their living room into a storefront because to my left was their kitchen. i walked around for a bit until i noticed it getting darker outside. i looked out and there were multiple tornadoes in the field. i alerted the store owner and moved through the kitchen to the upstairs. after exploring the rooms for a bit, i noticed a green light flashing from under the bathroom door. i went inside and it was green lightning visible from the bathroom window. the lightning was inside of a massive tornado and i could see someone below it, channeling magic or something for a ritual. she had a red name above her head and i saw others running around with red names, except for one who had a green name fighting the reds. it looked like an mmo basically. the lightning turned red, which i thought of as it's natural color, and i left the bathroom.
I was just chillin' at my uncle's house and Adam Scott was there. He wanted to go to Russia with my dad and I felt a bit insulted that he didn't want me to come with him.
So that was a pretty horrible dream. I was sleeping at my aunts house for some reason and a bunch of paranormal stuff kept happening and freaked me out. I woke up like 4 times but I was still dreaming every time. Anyways it wasn't too bad until the end... They blessed the house to hopefully fix it. My cousin was laying on the floor with me, it was like an air mattress and I guess we didn't have room, and we were talking about the dreams and how crazy it was. And then he grabbed me and pressed hard on my chest, and somehow his one hand was grabbing my entire torso. I had this awful scary feeling of dread and fear. I grabbed trying to push his hand off and his skin felt old and wrinkled, and then he was death with the robes and all that and he said in some creepy voice "I come to tell you your death is near, in December." That freaked me out so much that it woke me up for real. I know it's just a nightmare but that was really freaky and I'm kind of paranoid now because of what was said. When he grabbed me that was the worst feeling I've ever felt in a dream. It was awful.
Had a dream where I was being chased across a desert by a Roman Harvey with him screching [B]Cousin! Another Settlement wants to go bowling![/B]
I was thrown out of a moving car (not pushed out, thrown like a football) in front of some random house at like midnight and I had to find my way back to my house. I found my way back and when I got there both my orders from Amazon were on my porch. I woke up right as I was going to open them.
I had this dream a couple years ago but it really stuck to me. I was in some office supply store looking at notebooks. I was just looking through a pile of them till I noticed one was used and already had writing in it. I started flipping through the pages of it, reading the notes this girl had written. I could tell from the notes, drawings, and some pictures she had pasted onto the paper, that we actually had a lot in common. We had similar thoughts, interests, and hobbies. I remember on one page there was a picture or drawing of an astronaut and a galaxy - astronomy is a big hobby and interest of mine. I remember thinking that I really wanted to meet this girl, trying to find maybe a phone number or something in the notebook, but as I kept looking through the pages I found her suicide note.
I was in my house getting ready for work when all of a sudden I starting hearing a weird echoing and buzzing noise getting louder and louder and the sky turned orange, started sounding like a windy explosion I was terrified and thought a nuke had dropped on Toronto or something. Turns out it was just a huge storm of monarch butterflies.
Something about a girl with dark hair. I don't remember where I was but I remember seeing her a couple times, and trying to find her then her disappearing. When I was trying to find her I ended up upstairs in my house and found a couple stuffed animals placed out so it looked like they were sitting together on the floor. I've had dreams of a girl with dark hair for years, and this is just the most recent.
It wasn't last night but a few nights ago that stuck with me. I was naked on the ground and someone stuck a knife into my stomach and tore it open, making my insides hang out. They took a bottle of alcohol and started pouring it on everything making the pain that much more agonizing. I couldn't do anything to stop them. I seem to have a fear of getting stabbed in the stomach. It's not the first time I've had a dream similar to that but never that disturbing.
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