Weird Dreams Thread

[Cats]

dude what the fuck is wrong with me and having these super vivid realistic dreams lately. I just woke up from another one. My real life USMC buddy who did three pretty nasty tours in Iraq was at my old house in our neighborhood from when we were kids. He left immediately after graduating high school while I was still a junior so there was a 4 year period of time that I did not see him after I graduated. As far as I know he doesnt have PTSD or any weird shit related to his service.

He was frantically looking through the house for something, and clearly pissed off. He just kept rambling on about how "I should know" every time I asked if he was okay and asking what he was looking for, and he kept saying "they always die so quickly". There were half a dozen disturbing, hand drawn images of dead and bloody faces thumbtacked onto the walls. I got the imnpression he had been in that particular room for awhile. I quietly grabbed this long knife for self defense "just in case" and had it down to my side while I kept talking to him and trying to calm him down, but then all of a sudden I felt like I couldn't breathe and started feeling really sluggish and tired for no reason. I had the thought flash into my head that like, I definitely wouldn't be able to fight or defend myself in this condition if I had to. At the same moment he looked up at the mirror in front of him and his eyes locked with mine behind him, like he read that thought. He turned around and started walking toward me saying "you should know" and then I woke up.

Edit: Ok sorry for the bad writing I was still really groggy when I wrote this.

I just wanted to add that I have a vastly inordinate amount of nightmares that all take place in this particular house, and I don't know why.

 

[gamerweeb1]

I had a very strange dream where I was playing a Pokemon game, and I saw a new move that had been added to the game:

 

[LigmaTwatz]

dude what the fuck is wrong with me and having these super vivid realistic dreams lately. I just woke up from another one. My real life USMC buddy who did three pretty nasty tours in Iraq was at my old house in our neighborhood from when we were kids. He left immediately after graduating high school while I was still a junior so there was a 4 year period of time that I did not see him after I graduated. As far as I know he doesnt have PTSD or any weird shit related to his service.

He was frantically looking through the house for something, and clearly pissed off. He just kept rambling on about how "I should know" every time I asked if he was okay and asking what he was looking for, and he kept saying "they always die so quickly". There were half a dozen disturbing, hand drawn images of dead and bloody faces thumbtacked onto the walls. I got the imnpression he had been in that particular room for awhile. I quietly grabbed this long knife for self defense "just in case" and had it down to my side while I kept talking to him and trying to calm him down, but then all of a sudden I felt like I couldn't breathe and started feeling really sluggish and tired for no reason. I had the thought flash into my head that like, I definitely wouldn't be able to fight or defend myself in this condition if I had to. At the same moment he looked up at the mirror in front of him and his eyes locked with mine behind him, like he read that thought. He turned around and started walking toward me saying "you should know" and then I woke up.

Edit: Ok sorry for the bad writing I was still really groggy when I wrote this.

I just wanted to add that I have a vastly inordinate amount of nightmares that all take place in this particular house, and I don't know why.

Hmmm. Seeing an old friend, could mean you’ve suppressing feelings or you’re going through something new and the minds giving you a firmiliar face, the disturbing images could be during a timeline of events you might have saw something you didn’t want to see, but suppressed it. I’m thinking the friend is symbolic of yourself, like maybe you’re going through something that is making you feel like you’ve lost control.

 

[ToroidalBoat]

I often dream of vast buildings, with lots of rooms being located surrounded of other rooms therefore being completely windowless.

I have vast building dreams too.

I may dream the place I'm at has a new room or rooms that I didn't know about before, and I think of exploring and sleeping in them.

 

[anliteralidiot]

I had a dream I was at w music festival, at night, and I saw Cyraxx. He started screaming, and I pointed and laugh at him,.and he ran off crying. Then, he waited and punched me in the back of the head. I got it on film.

But I was so convinced, in my dream, that it was real. I was totally sure my dream was reality, and I remember thinking that I was awake. I was so certain I was awake. I haven't ever felt like that, so strongly and so vividly.

 

[Cuban Pete]

I had a dream where I woke up in bed but couldn't move because it was a dream and then I woke up.

 

[Jacknife]

One of the weirdest dreams was of me standing on a bridge with Attila Hildmann ( a German celebrity chef who fell from grace after spreading conspiracy theories during the Covid lockdown).

We saw a journalist pointing a camera at us apparently trying to smear us so we walked to him yelling Lügenpresse (German slur for journos) at him.

Coming closer to the journalist I crawled into his camera which turned into a car, however when I managed to get to the driver's seat Attila turned on the car through the window and turned to steering wheel to one side so hard it got stuck.

The car started spinning around itself and knocking over an elderly couple in the process, when I managed to turn it off I got out and wanted to explain to a nearby policeman but when I looked about to the car it had turned into a two-foot long metal ladybug

 

[Jacknife]

The easiest trick for lucid dreaming is just look at anything written, look away, look back. In reality, it will be the same. In a dream, it will change. This works every time.

One warning, it will sometimes change to something really disturbing.

Stuff like that has a tendency not working because in your dreams you are retarded.

I once had a dream of being over at some relatives house during which I asked myself wether I was in a dream, so I looked around and saw a lot of potted plants, they were on tables, cupboards the floor and hanging from the ceiling, I'd say there were about 50 in the living room.

I then decided to remember the plants and to compare it to the next time I was over there in real life.

I had that thought and still did not realize that it was a dream.

 

[Tequila Jong]

Stuff like that has a tendency not working because in your dreams you are retarded.

Ha, yeah sometimes. Years ago I dreamt I was in a book shop looking at a National Geographic Magazine. I looked up at a girl in the bookshop and when I looked back down the entire cover was different and the price had changed. I had the slightest moment of "wait, what?" before someone else spoke to me and stopped me realising. It's like your brain makes you retarded in your dreams to stop you from noticing these things.


I once dreamt I was sneaking into some building. I got in and found an elevator and it started taking me down, but it took me down to some strange, alternate world. The lift was going down all these high rise apartments on the outside, that looked like something out of South America, and I could see women hanging up washing on their balconies. When I reached the "ground level" I stepped out and there were floating buildings that all looked like houses from Europe in the 1500s, all terracotta tiles and beige plaster. Everything was tinted orange like sunset. A woman my age appeared and offered to show me around, so we walked around a bit - It was that vivid I could feel the breeze. She climbed up onto some mausoleum-ish building and I followed suit, but when I got to the roof she was gone. A whole bunch of other stuff happened afterwards, but that feeling stepping out of the elevator into a new world has always stuck with me. I remember the woman's face clear as day, too.

 

[Kiwi Lime Pie]

My most recent weird elevator dream featured me in a hotel wanting to return to my room on the 8th floor. I stepped into one of the elevators and I noticed there were only three buttons: one for the third floor, one for the fifth, and one for the tenth.

I figure I'll go up to the 10th floor and then use the stairs to my room on the 8th. When I press the button for 10, however, the elevator cab goes up and down randomly without stopping at the tenth floor - or any floor for that matter until I wake up .

Next time, I'm skipping the elevator and taking the stairs.

 

[Sergeant Major Buzzkill]

I dreamt I was on a bus and grabbed some kid off the seat and sat them on the floor as the bus was moving.

 

[Shitted Scaredless]

Had a dream there was a thread made about me. I didn't really mind much but I was annoyed about all the notifications from people mentioning me.

 

[Broseph]

I had a retarded dream this morning where I was on a bus or something and this old guy got possessed by a demon or some shit and he started hurting people on the bus so I jumped in to stop him but for some reason the moment I tried to fight him I was suddenly extremely weak and powerless and could barely throw the sissiest of punches at him, so of course he kicked my ass and then I woke up. I really hate dreams like that.

 

[MerriedxReldnahc]

I apparently spend too much time in the Deathfats board because I dreamed that myself and a crew of other Kiwis were helping Corrisa and J move into a opulent deathfat-accessible mansion with a bariatric lift in the pool to help J haul her titanic ass in and out. Their master bedroom was crammed, and I mean absolutely CRAMMED to the brim with religious iconography all painted by Chris Chan and featuring Sonichu characters and various taxidermied animals. The Elder Scrolls voice actor Wes Johnson was there dressed a chippendale dancer and his excuse for his outfit was that "I make strange fashion choices on my birthday."

I was inspired to photoshop this into existence which now that I'm looking at it this is the most autistic fucking thing I've ever done

 

[Cats]

dream about cats. The cats were shrieking, they coalesced into a big puddle. Then there was a large cat that sounded like a trombone.

 

[Broseph]

I had a dream this morning that I was attending some huge convention but I was trying to find my hotel room and I was there with some guy who was apparently a big deal on DeviantArt or something, and I guess we were sharing a room but as soon as we got in the elevator he closed the door on me and disappeared (thanks asshole) and I had no idea what room he was in, so I tried calling him and asking him what room he was in but everytime I tried writing down the room number he kept changing the number or telling me he was on a different floor, and I had a difficult time writing down the room number/floor because in the dream my handwriting was very tiny and hard to read, not to mention the lighting in the building was very dim so I had to squint at what I was writing. I forgot to mention that the hotel we were staying at was fucking gigantic and the hotel had thousands of rooms that were in different "sectors" so I wasn't even sure if I was on the right side of the building, so eventually I just said fuck it and started heading downstairs to find the front desk and ask them if I could book my own room before I woke up.

 

[AnOminous]

What the fuck is with elevators in dreams.

They never take you to where you're going. They move up, down, sideways, but never anywhere normal. They even randomly turn into trains, or monorails, or just start moving sideways.

I'm glad real elevators just move up and down. I'm not sure why I don't notice when dream elevators start moving diagonally and doing all that retarded dream elevator shit, I should just veto that and yell "fuck off dream elevator this isn't how real elevators work."

 

[seri0us]

When its a wet nightmare instead of a wet dream

 

[Neighborhood Curmudgeon]

Lately, I've been having certain recurring themes in some of my dreams. One of the most prominent is neighborhoods looking like sprawling strip malls where everything is made of concrete. In these concrete hellscapes, people treat trivial things like just parking their cars in a parking garage and leaving them there like it's an important duty or their whole career or goal in life. Other weird things are them just going into stores to misplace or break objects, casually power-washing paint off of buildings just because they can, or eating normally inedible objects like it's food such as paint chips, sawdust, or broken appliances. These are just a few examples too.

In one of these concrete hellscape dreams, some dumpy-looking fat redneck lady came up to me and say, "Everything's fucked here! Just get used to it, buddy!" She said this while hosing down a man dying graphically from radiation burns. The dying man didn't see anything wrong with that.

Maybe these dreams are reminding me that real life and this concrete hellscape are one in the same. I just haven't noticed yet.

 

[Dilf Department]

I had a retarded pseudo-wet dream where I was a ghost Daenerys Targaryen and I was in my room trying to convince Jon Snow to fight in some battle while I groped him, I never watched Game of Thrones.