Dreams

Man...you guys have some fun, random ass dreams.

If I get into a deep sleep, I always dream of being in the same abandoned, deteriorating ghost city and am either exploring a building or running from/ trying to avoid a monster. Either I'm fucked in the head or it's just 'cause I like urban exploration.

I sometimes dream about going to work, first day on the job usually, and just feel extremely awkward and nervous the whole time.

My worst nightmare would have to be accidently running my car off a bridge, the car filling up with water, beating futilely on the window, then seeing nothing but blackness for awhile and thinking I was dead.
 
This dream I had a few weeks ago but didn't post, where I was sitting alone in a plane and a bird as my pilot for a plane, the bird was like "Don't worry I fly all the time" and we just softly land in some old city. When we landed and checked out the place and start walking around delirously.

I hear this thumming sound like a heart and see these four-legged blind human-like monsters following each other like an ant line as they came closer to me, I jumped on a dilapidated wall and started asking the birds if they could help me escape the city, but every time I talked to a bird they told me to be quiet. Some man in a officer uniform comes up to me and starts smiling at me and asking me questions about if I had seen someone (me) land into the city I acted coy, walked away and then promptly hid.
 
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I had a dream I was reading a Tintin comic about entering a dimension created by a banned book written by Stephen King.
 
I had a dream last night that I was in the backyard of the house I grew up in with a friend. There was a weird animal that was like a blue-tongue skink with no legs, just a weird whale-fluke-shaped fin on its belly. Also, my brother lived in a minecraft house.
My dreams often involve minecraft and I'm not sure why, I haven't played it in a while...
 
Before I woke up today, I dreamt that I was chilling and bullshitting with Jace, shooting airsoft AK-47s. There were two huge buildings for some reason (probably playing too much Dark Souls), one was what seemed like it was used for storage but built with those styrofoam bricks for pouring concrete into as is my irl house, the other was a standard house that even had this big gaming entertainment center with a big TV (which I didn't use in the dream iirc). Sometime later it turned into ADF murdering a child because my subconscious is an A-Log.
 
Last dream I had was at a place similar to my college. I ended up taking a bus down through some street and left my bag in there all while freaking out about it at a sort of P.E. class. Then a tooth of mine fell out in pieces with blood.
 
Last night I dreamt that I was watching TV and there was this infomercial for a pharmaceutical product where they used porn chick Gianna Michaels as a spokesperson for some reason.
 
Well, i um, hsd a traumatic brain event a month ago. I hsve since been placed on lots of drugs, and the dreams are bizarre. Very very detailed and realistic. I csn taste, and smell, and feel. I have only dreamed once about having another stroke. Which is odd. Lat night i made tortoise soup. In the tortoise. Like the shell was a giant pot. It smelled good. It had carrots and peas, and a chowder style broth. My older btother was there. He killed the turtle. I couldn't. Mist if the dreams are rather disquieting. I would never eat a turtle. Ew. Also some uncomfortable intimacy stuff. Doing things, with people i would never do things with. Very unsettling. They
are not bad dreams. I judtc wake up and go dafuq?
 
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I don't usually remember my dreams, there's usually only about one dream I can remember a month, it's kind of lame. A lot of them are boring, I'm just the exact same things as my normal life, but sometimes with weird differences (random people missing, live in a different city but the same people are all there, etc).

The coolest dream I ever had was last year. It took place in the future after WWIII broke out. There was a Russian-Chinese-Arab alliance pitted against NATO. While the Americans tried to protect Europe from Russians the Chinese began a siege on the west coast of North America. I fought in the resistance or something, not sure exactly what happened before but I ended up being captured and brought back to China as a prisoner of war. Then I was put into a POW camp with Japanese soldiers. It turns out the Chinese were simultaneously attacking Japan but having trouble defeating the Japanese forces. Our POW camp turned into a penal battalion and we were sent to the shores of Japan to lead another attack. Essentially we were set up as a suicide/meat shield front line to help the Chinese get in. Somehow I became the de-facto leader of the battalion despite my lack of communication and everyone followed me. We were getting shot at by the Japanese and then when we took cover the Chinese began firing at us forcing to move forwards and shoot at our allies. We kept running trying to move forward while maintaining cover, finally I led the group to an area providing cover from both sides of fire. We didn't have any choices left, it was a matter of which side we wanted to get shot from. I made a gesture towards where we came from and signaled to ready our QBZ-95's. Then I screamed "SONNOOOO JOOOIII" and we all turned around and started shooting the Chinese soldiers. It was clear we wouldn't survive but at the very least give the Japanese forces the upperhand by doing this and not die as traitors. As my battalion and I were dropping Chinese soldiers everywhere I noticed the glint of a scope in the distance and I glanced at it right before hearing a loud "crack" noise of a single distinct gunshot among all of the other gunfire. Time just slowed down as I heard the sound and then everything went black.

When I woke up I was startled and thought I was in a hospital or had died but then I noticed the details of my bedroom and was glad to be alive.
 
I dreamt that Cenk Uygur from the Young Turks kept blaming his health problems on the beans he was eating and went into what he was doing to improve his eating habits and that his cohost Ana Kasparian was pregnant and that they were trying to do the whole show from the hospital or something. Also in this dream, my sister was hooked up to all sorts of fluids since she was having a heart attack. They were also having this live AMA where they answered random questions from people all over the world.
 
Last night I had a dream where I was compelled to take a closer look at a magazine on a store rack.

It was some home and garden magazine: the front of a wooden house, flag-pole out front, elderly couple smiling out on the porch, etc. Typical Americana, but something was off about the elderly couple. The old woman seemed to be animated by intense glee. She was doing something to the old man. I found myself enveloped by the magazine, for lack of a better term.

I could now see what the old woman was doing: she was hacking away at the back of the old man's neck with a cleaver. The old man was still alive his head still attached to his body. His face held an expression of amusement. The old woman had not the upper body strength to behead her husband, so she kept wailing at the spine and tendons. Looking to my right I could see a row of severed heads impaled on a white picket fence - their lips moving uttering soundless words.

At that point I woke up. Began looking up corgis and munchkin cats to forget.
 
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Ugh. I had a Chris dream last night. He was more coherent and less autistic but you knew something was missing still. He was dressed in the classic, I'm pretty sure.

He was trying to get me to marry him and he showed me where Bob worked. Bob worked in a nearly empty pawn shop in a dead mall. This Hispanic man came in with some coins and I helped Bob and Chris figure out how much they were worth. I think that's why Chris wanted to marry me--i had knowledge in antiques and I knew how to look up things quickly. Most of the coins were not old enough to be worth something, except for one which was worth about $800.

I suddenly knew why they were in an empty store: Bob told the man that he would get his $600 in six months. They had no money to give the man. This was not the family business for me so I stormed out.

I was sitting in the middle of the mall and Bob and Chris came up to me with a model shop and asked if I could appraise it. I think Bob said I'd get paid for it.
 
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I had this weird dream just before the ADF subforum was created IRL. In it, Phil was a guest at a Kiwi event at a library - and an ADF subforum was created. Then the dream shifted over to something about humanity's triumphs in space.
 
The only dreams I can ever vividly remember entail being pursued by a serial killer & forced to commit defensive murder.
 
Latest strange dream I had was being on the forum and seeing two members banned (I would say kind of. The names were crossed out in gray text color). First was @Guardian G.I., the second one I can't remember but I do find it to be a strange dream for whatever the reason may be.
 
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Strangest dream I ever had was when I was like 5 or 6 and I dreamed a teddy bear was going to eat my face off.
 
when I was little, I had a dream that I walked into my room and saw my plushie of kermit the frog creepily climbing up a curtain. when it saw me standing there it let go and pretended to be a toy again. I started stomping on it, so it started dividing and turning into smaller kermits and running around.
The morning after, I gave it to the dogs.

also, I just found it online, it was exactly this:
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Last night I had a dream my father was singing the lyrics to "Enter Sandman" by Metallica.
 
Oh my god. So I had my first kiwi farms - related dream last night (How lame honestly, is this website really t-that big of a part of my leisure time now? Surly not......)

I dreamed that my boyfriend signed up for an account here and started posting. He wasn't that great of a poster, and had kind of a track record of stating the obvious. Some other more notable members, as well as a completely made up other guy whose username was Gold Coin started to dislike him. So my SO made another account to "start over" and escape the stigma he garnered. (???) Gold Coin found out, and eventually developed a gigantic hateboner for him. Gold Coin started posting incessantly about his hatred in the supporters and inner circle forums, and eventually I got a notification that he was making a lolcow thread about it.

I was confused as all fuck in the middle of this, never once did it occur to me to contact my SO and ask him to stop being dumb, or contact GC and tell him to go wank his hateboner somewhere else. Apparently a lot of users thought GC was being too much of a ween and that he should take it easy. Then I woke up and laughed.

How weird. I'm gong to go back to sleep.
 
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