Weird Dreams Thread

I keep dreaming about a very specific corner in my hometown and walking around there.
I was walking through the aftermath of a mudslide, instead of the abandoned car repair place and abandoned bakery there were two Circle K's side by side, but one was much bigger than the other.
Neither had what I wanted so I settled for a big soda and grabbed some magazines. It cut to some kind of claymation Pee-Wee's playhouse kind of fish getting cut in half by an invisible force and it hilariously went "bloob bloob bloob" as it did.

I checked Google Earth irl and it's just more blighted than it was last time I was there, pretty much only the liquor store has stood the test of time.
 
I dreamt that I was at a barn and I was leading an old white horse called Lucifer outside for a ride. There were more horses in the barn and when I got distracted looking at them Lucifer tossed his head around and tried to pull the lead rope out if my hand. I didn't let go and he stopped. I led him outside and tried to get on (bareback). I woke up before I could.

The old white horse reminds me of Death (the horseman of the apocalypse).
 
I couldn't figure out why my phone was running so slow and the visuals looked so bad, until I realized that I was breaking off pieces of my phone like a Kit Kat and eating them.
I had something like this recently except the phone actually broke open and a giant pile of micro-sized steampunk style gears fell out, far more than could possibly have actually fit inside.
 
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I took a nap this afternoon and dreamed that I was supposed to meet my niece and her family in Indiana for a vacation. My husband and I brought our cat. When we got to Indiana my niece called said they couldn't make it. So we stayed at this hotel but in separate rooms. I ended up having to share a room with a Dude Dad (Taylor Camus) and his wife, while their kids stayed in another room with our cat. After a day I wanted to go home because there was nothing to do where we were. So I grabbed our cat and went to my husband's room to tell him I wanted to leave. As I walked down the hall, to his room, I noticed all these cats hanging around. Once I got to his room I told him about all the cats in the hall and opened the door to show him. When I opened the door a black cat with Scottish fold ears came into the room and hopped up on the window sill with our cat. They started to play and I went to the window to keep an eye on them and noticed there was a guy peering in the window and it was Robbert from the Simplisafe commercials . I told him to get the hell out of here and flipped him the bird. He had a camera and filmed it. The next thing I know, he started uploading the vid of me flipping the bird on Youtube. Then I woke up.
 
For some reason my brother was nice and paid for me to go to kind of an outer space camping trip. I was 11 again and was featured briefly on one of those puff pieces on kids getting to do cool stuff but it was more about the trip and the place we were going rather than any individual kid.
In the dream this was a thing anybody who could afford it could do but this was mainly kid oriented.
 
lmao i had a dream tonight about 6 marines got executed because of deserting and cowardice (they beheaded themselves with their own sword and it was very sharp) while i was watching them with cigarettes in my mouth.
the noises they made was disgusting tbh (sounds like a choking person) and their bodies moved like spastic after they lost their head.
 
I had a dream where I was a contestant on a game show where people got points for incorrect answers and the object was to have the fewest points at the end of play.

The only problem was that the panelists were literal-who celebrities nobody heard of and so obscure that it was practically impossible to correctly guess anything about them, ensuring that everyone would be picking up points for wrong answers.

When it was my turn, I was given a useless clue about my panelist -- some woman who brought her cat and had someone offstage voicing snarky comments for the cat. During the time I was given to think about my guess, I decided to sing a silly song and I somehow ended up off stage before I could complete it. I had to run through a maze of hallways to get back on stage and make my guess before time run out.

Sadly, I woke up before I heard if I was close to being right or not (since I didn't expect to be correct).
 
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I had a dream where I was talking to Putin about what an ink pencil is. In the dream it was like a oily charcoal pencil type thing. It came up in the context of signing some documents. I think he might have been a lawyer in the dream. But it was Putin from real life president of Russia Putin.
 
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I took a nap earlier today and had a bizarre dream, although I'm having trouble remembering some of it.

At first, I was in some narrow body of water, and was going to be pulled behind something or other (I think to investigate something further ahead), but some sort of authority figure, possibly a police officer or firefighter, made me start from further back, and also insisted that I "learn how to grill."

Afterwards, I was in a grocery store. I walked around for a bit, then it turns out I'm doing some sort of live, on-air audition to be a television reporter. A bunch of people are preparing me to go on the air, then some batshit lady comes in and tries to run everything. Nothing is up to batshit lady's standards, and at some point, she smashes a glass dome on top of what is apparently my brand-new Tesla (that is apparently the only storage area on the vehicle) that is parked in the middle of the grocery store for some reason.

Afterwards, I drive somewhere with one of my friends (not an actual friend IRL, just like a generic person who's supposed to represent a friend I guess) in the car, and another car of people comes with us, including the batshit woman. The batshit woman gets out and hands me and my friend cups of water from Starbucks, and she also pours a third cup into my cupholder for some reason. Everyone is trying to keep this woman from losing her shit. Then, everyone starts to go crazy and starts to literally rot and die; everyone in the other car dies first. My friend is now sitting in the backseat of my car and the batshit woman has appeared in the passenger's seat. I think the batshit woman was causing it, although she appeared to be rotting too. She somehow ends up with the wheel, accelerator, etc on the passenger's side, and begins driving my car as she's ranting and raving. My friend is going nuts and slowly rots away. Somehow, I manage to mostly hold on to my sanity, and pretend to be going crazy while I try and think of a way to stop the batshit woman.

Then I woke up.

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I had another bizarre dream last night. Most of it is too power level-ish to share. There was a segment where I was floating around, but not of my own free will; it was like I was flying on rails or something. There was also a portion where hundreds, maybe even thousands, of QAnon supporters gathered at some urban university (maybe George Washington University, although it literally could have been any university in a large city) for some sort of protest, and Cookie Monster grew to be giant and started eating them. Sometimes I saw things from Cookie Monster's point of view, but it was mostly like I was an observer. When someone asked Cookie Monster why he was eating people, he pointed out that one could theoretically spell "cookie" as "qookie," and that was good enough for them apparently.
 
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Just remembered bits and pieces of a dream from yesterday. I was scratching at my face for some reason, and suddenly noticed I had incredibly sharp blades instead of fingernails, and had gashed up my face. Blood was flowing copiously and covered most of my face in seconds.

I soaked it up with a large towel, and threw that in a corner. Then I was leaving the room it was in but someone was coming up the hallway, someone who was my "brother" in the dream, although they didn't even resemble my brother. For some reason, I thought they'd think I was a murderer if they saw the bloody cloth, even though I already had blood all over my face again.

I told them to go back, to stay away, but they wouldn't and were about to go see the pile of bloody clothes.

I screamed at them to go back one more time, then woke up, and at the time, completely forgot the dream

That's easily the most disturbing dream I've had in a couple years, and I have a recurring dream about a nuclear holocaust that I find fun.
 
I had a dream that just jumped plot to plot. It started out with my dad being mad and my little brother and me because we drew and scratched on a coffee table he bought from a famous historic baseball player a long time ago. (he doesn't own such a thing in real life by the way.) Somehow it took him 20 years to figure that out. As we drove home he was still mad and we come to a stoplight on a steep hill. The break didn't work and as started sliding but barely reacted to it. We bumped into another car but they didn't mind. We then drove threw some wormholes as did everyone else and bumped some more. After that a car from behind bumped into us and it caused us to bump into a cop. He got all mad at us and tried to arrest us so I took his car in my hand like it was a toy and threw it. It rolled down a hill and blew up. The other cops got mad and one threw a bomb attached to num-chuks. A num-chuk bomb if you will. It rolled around a lamppost and exploded next to a building which caused some damage. The cops told us if we would save the people inside we would be off the book. So my little brother and me went inside while it was on fire, steep, and collapsing. We went into a room with some an old man and woman to wake them up but they were sound asleep. The fire alarm wasn't going off in there so we pulled it. The loud sound and flashing lights caused the two old people to have a heart attack and die. I might have saw them wink at each other but I woke up around there.
 
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I dreamed about stealing a school bus. It had an automatic transmission; I don't know if real school buses do. I drove it around until it began malfunctioning. It would only work in reverse gear after a bit, so I wiped it down and abandoned it in a parking lot.
 
My family wanted me to eat bugs; they thought bugs are my favorite food. So they put a big bush on the dinner table, crawling and skittling on the bush are big orange rhinoceros beetles, smaller black beetles, moths of various sizes: big ones with checkered wings, tiny ones with dark navy blue wings. I took one of the big orange beetles, cut it in half like boiled lobster, and ate it. It wasn't bad. Then I saw these...
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..., lots and lots of these hiding among the leaves, and lost my appetite. "Why are these here? These aren't edible! They stink!"

(I checked when I woke up. These things don't stink and some people actually eat them)
 
Had this one months ago: Me and King Umberto II, the last monarch of Italy, are walking near a supermarket in my hometown. I am trying to explain to him that he's gonna lose the referendum that abolished the italian monarchy IRL. Then we are in Naples, we stop at a café and I order spaghetti.

More recently, I had a nightmare of which I remember two "scenes": In the first, it's night and i'm in some kind of savannah. Under a tree, behind some bushes, there's a creepy ass smiling man with glowing eyes who looks like a taller, younger version of Hannibal Lecter. In the second "scene", I am on a bed in some very dark room, reading a book full of increasingly disturbing images. I lower the book and see a menacing black shadow looking at me from the other end of the bed.

Also a recurring theme in some of my dreams is weird animals passing through my garden. They have ranged from mundane stuff, like boars and cows, to gorillas and fucking werewolves.
 
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I had my firm Kiwi Farms dream in awhile last night. Jon Sweet apparently logged back in for the first time in years, and came to his thread raging about something. Then the perspective shifted, and I was an observer as he went through his entire day impotently raging. Eventually, he went to church with his mom, and they sat in a pew next to the lady who Ma Sweet was going to open a doll shop with at one point. Sweet and Doll Shop Woman began to argue loudly, and she kept on insisting that she had told him that the store wasn't certified.

Then, I'm actually there sitting in the pews, and the Sweets and doll lady are gone. I'm there with my mom, and there are some rednecks to our left and in the pew in front of us who are being loud and obnoxious throughout the sermon. One woman in front of us concludes that the sermon means that they're supposed to rebel against God, but says that she's not ready to.

After they continue to be loud and annoying, an usher comes over and extinguishes a candle sitting nearby, which is apparently a signal for them to shut the fuck up. My mom and I get up, and go and sit on the opposite side of the church. After sitting there for awhile, it's no longer a church, but a cruise ship, and we're in the middle of the Caribbean. We hit some rough waters, and then I woke up.
 
I had a very lengthy dream last night that kept on changing premise.

The earliest part I can remember involved me working in what I assume was a call center located inside a skyscraper. I was talking with people I haven't seen or spoken to since high school, then trying to figure out when I had lived in various places, because I couldn't remember. I apparently invented the fact that I had lived in Miami at some point.

After awhile I went upstairs, and I guess I was supposed to go to a meeting. I went into the room, which was the Cabinet Room in the White House, but located in this skyscraper. Jeff Bezos was President of the United States, and I was apparently a member of the Cabinet. He had seemingly also gone back to being CEO of Amazon, and instructed me to lie to people and claim that the warehouses paid $42/hour, because he couldn't find enough people to work in them. He also assured me that I would be allowed to fly once I completed my PhD.

I then left the building, and feeling extremely defiant, flew away over the interstate. Some time later, it was nighttime, and I landed in some place - I cannot even remember what it was supposed to be, and I'm fairly certain it kept on changing - and I spent what felt like hours trying to avoid a serial killer.

I seriously need to get my water tested.
 
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