Weird Dreams Thread

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Had a dream just yesterday where I was walking around with Saul Goodman in a law office or something like that, then while we were talking about something we both looked out the windows and saw a massive tornado coming towards the building. Everyone inside ran to the bottom floor where it suddenly shifted to how my middle school's basement floor looked, and everyone was crowding around each other. Around here the dream kept cutting from this area to outside in the tornado, where I'd feel myself being in both. In the tornado-afflicted area there was this one moment where it started to dislodge and warp a house's windows, and it caused a sort of pressurization effect where once the window was pressed in it broke the skin of my thumb and it felt REALLY painful. Then in the building I remember telling a really shitty joke I don't remember and people immediately walking away from me. Then I was at this sort of courtyard with electrical maintenance going on, and I was talking to this electrical worker who was working on it. I remember we were specifically talking software, then at some point the conversation lagged to where he just kept on laughing at something. I was suddenly transported into a car where I was being driven home during the tornado, and this is where I woke up.
 
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I dreamed I paint a painting. A boyish looking businessman, in a black business suit, lying on top of the rail guard of a pier. The pier is painted gray and bright yellow light shines overhead. Art critics says I'm depicting Isaac's sacrifice.
 
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I had another of the giant building full of weird things dreams, this one not anywhere familiar. It was near something I called a "marina," which was a bizarre artificial body of water connected to a real lake by a series of locks like a canal. I somehow knew this was what it was despite it having no actual boats in it. Apparently, boats would park there and get in and out by lowering them in a lock. Supposedly this was to keep people from stealing them.

Looking down on this, I saw a giant building in the distance, sort of shaped like the Vertical Assembly Building at Canaveral.

Next, without any transition, I was in it. It had mall elements and industrial elements. I went to an ice cream shop and tried to order a cone. The guy asked what kind of ice cream I wanted and I went down the list, and whatever I asked for, he didn't have. Then when I finally found one he actually did have, he said he was out of cones, and I flipped out and yelled "What the fuck is this, a Monty Python skit?"

Then I walked around some more, encountering strange stuff like science labs and stores selling incomprehensible objects, until I found somewhere selling huge chocolate bars with moon runes on them and anime characters on the wrappers. I tried to buy one, but they refused to sell me anything. I went into a tard rage and started just yelling obscenities at them, then wandered off before security showed up.

This is the actual weird part because the giant building thing is a recurring thing and usually pretty dull. I'm looking for food, or I lost my shoes, or I can't find my car, or some other dumb thing, and the whole dream is just failing to do whatever I'm trying to do.

I thought "this is exactly like those buildings I have in dreams" and "I bet this shows up in a dream at some point." Usually, the mere mention of a dream instantly triggers the thought "that's because it actually IS a dream" and I either wake up or deliberately forget that.

After this, nothing of note actually happened. I started walking through abandoned parts of the building, including things like an abandoned mental institution, although there was a single person sitting like a receptionist at the desk, places that were nothing but bare infrastructure, furnaces, boilers, and the like, and eventually it just petered out. I didn't even notice the usual stereotypical things that happen in these dreams like when you turn around to go back to where you were, but instead it's something else.
 
I had one dream seeing through the eyes of chris-chan as he raped and molested people on a bus.

In the following dream, I was at a gas station which was initially run by some mexican guy who used to be my boss. Some fat black woman traffic cop came over to give him a bunch of citations over inane shit that "wasn't up to code" including that the radio station playing over the speakers was playing a Tupac song while there were teenagers around because it could "radicalize them" or something. Around this point the dream decided that actually, it wasn't my old boss anymore, instead it was now-former Syrian president, Bashar al-Assad. Faced with all of these bullshit citations, his gas station had to close down, and he was going to Russia to be an opthalmologist again, and I wished him well as he headed off.
 
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Dreamt I was at an office for a job I was applying for, and I gave them my email for my account here. Then I checked the Farms only to see that my account was locked "until my employment was verified". I knew then that I dun goof'd.

Later, I was in a room full of other Kiwis sitting at desks, and Null called me up to his desk at the front of the room like a teacher about to give me a stern yet merciful talking to about my bad opsec. I felt great shame walking up there and knowing that every farmer in the room knew my powerword. When Null got done explaining the extent of my fuckup, all I could say was "God, I'm retarded." and our dear feeder replied "Yeah you are."
 
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I dreamt that I was carrying a bunch of stuff to my house which was multiple miles away from where I was coming from. The things I was carrying where so heavy that my arms were hurting really bad from the prolonged lifting of the bags. At some point I came up to the retirement home my grandparents were at, and my grandpa introduced me to his proudest computer which was an old laptop from 2006 running Windows Vista, with 4gb ram and some really basic installed software on it. I was told to never use it because it was so precious to him. I left the place soon after, and as I was crossing the road with the heavy ass bags I was holding I looked to my left and saw a mass of fog at the end of the road, obscuring whatever was beyond there. When I looked in the other direction, I saw a bus barrelling towards me, and as it hit me, I was startled awake.
 
I had a couple of particularly odd dreams.
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Dream #1 starts off in front of my childhood neighbor's house and I'm digging a hole in the front lawn directly in front of the street - just like my neighbor and I did when were kids and the city had the same spot dug up for construction. During the dig, I find five cigarettes and an unidentified box like object.

Almost immediately, I have the realization that: (1) I am an adult and not a kid, and (2) The neighbor family doesn't live here any more. I immediately start trying to fill up the hole I dug as quickly as possible - leaving the cigarettes and other item buried for someone else to find because I don't want to get caught and arrested for who knows what crime. For an unknown reason, however, there's not enough dirt left to completely fill the hole. I also realize that even if I fill the hole completely, the current residents of the house will see a significant chunk of their grass missing and wonder wtf happened.
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I recently had another elevator dream. For once, the in-dream elevator didn't have some sort of flaw or malfunction.

I'm in a multi-story metropolitan building for what seems to be a professional appointment of some sort. I enter the elevator cab, and press what I thought was the button for the sixth floor. The elevator cab ascends so fast that it's apparent it's not stopping on floor six and it keeps going up until it suddenly takes a 90-degree bend and goes down an empty hallway. The walls are glass, so people can see in and out as if it's the titular elevator from Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator.

The cab takes more twists and turns down hallways until it stops in the middle of a restaurant that was halfway up the building to allow people to look down over the city scene. People leave and enter the elevator and as it starts back up, its path is on a direct collision course with people dining around a table. Although I'm expecting to see a mixture of food and horrified diners smashing against the glass, the cab abruptly stops well short of them and it reverses directions to continue to the next destination.

While we're waiting, I see people inputting information on a small panel. Someone explains to me that the elevator works on a first come first served basis with people inputting their desired stops three at a time with a display showing where the next three stops will be. I ask the person about the button I pushed only to be told, "Oh no, it doesn't work that way." I felt disgusted that nobody told me that the push buttons didn't work and floors had to be manually input from a console. I woke up pissed off that I had subjected myself to a longer than necessary elevator ride.
 
I had 3 separate dreams this morning about observing a teacher who happens to be a troon lecturing the class with woke propaganda. One of them happens to be a nigger troon and I called him a nigger and he freaked out. And the rest of the troon teachers I called them trannys and they also freaked out. It's funny how years after my high school graduation I keep dreaming about being back in there.
 
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I dreamt our department secretary who I'm quite close to was sentenced to death or life imprisonment for a grave crime and we had a quite passionate moment before her arrest and remand. The law is the law, of course.

Maybe it's a sign to take more decisive action to escalate our relationship from professional to personal.
 
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I have dreams where I'm sentenced to prison and they never even tell me what I'm accused of, or even die and go to Hell, again, without any explanation, just that "you know what you did," but I don't.
 
The other day I had a dream that I was in Texas (no idea why) and I got a notification on my phone saying a 9.4 magnitude earthquake was coming my way. For some reason my first instinct was to hide under a table nearby instead of a doorway. I probably wouldn’t have survived if the dream lasted long enough for the earthquake to hit
 
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2 separate dreams worth talking about.

The first one takes place in 1974 during summer midnight where I go to a house that was built around the early 2010s (Anachronism, I know) to record an album that Vangelis is gonna produce.

The second one revolves me eating precious metals because I fear the IRA or whatever would confiscate them I guess.
 
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