Weird Dreams Thread

[AnOminous]

It doesn't help when I have incredibly detailed dreams where I'm packing certain things or looking at train station times and maps.

This is my latest recurring dream and I fucking hate it. I'm always packing something to move from somewhere to somewhere for no reason, and everything is incredibly cluttered. There's always something missing, or I'm missing a shoe, or my phone is giving bad directions, or I forgot where my car is, and there's an endless series of bullshit like this, and as soon as I get past one mundane task, there's yet another thing missing or broken or impossible to do.

Also my most detested recursive dream is waking up to go do something I'm actually going to do when I wake up, then waking up inside the dream into waking up again to do something I'm actually going to do when I wake up, then waking up inside the dream into waking up again. . .and this can happen half a dozen times or more. Then I actually do wake up to do the thing I've already done six times before even fucking waking up.

Or worse, wake up too late to do it.

 

[Zirnwyb]

The other night I dreamt that I went to visit my best friend in Germany. I was walking around in her town and stumbled across an absolutely gorgeous Gothic cathedral so I decided I wanted to take a closer look. When I went around to the front I spotted a skeleton carrying a massive axe guarding the doors for some reason. I thought to myself in the dream "Oh, I'd probably best not go in then or even walk by. That skeleton obviously means business." and turned to walk away from the church. Then I saw a man walk in front of the church and the skeleton did nothing to him. So I decided to walk by the front of it to maybe get a photo of the church since the other man walked in front of it just fine. Turns out that was not fine for me to do because the skeleton got pissed, charged at me, and cleaved me right in the face with the axe. I woke up as I was bleeding out on the ground and was super confused because what the fuck kind of dream is that?

 

[AnOminous]

I woke up as I was bleeding out on the ground and was super confused because what the fuck kind of dream is that?

I had a dream where I was a skeleton. I was trapped in interstellar space and all I could see was stars and they stared at me intensely in a way I've never felt while awake, with absolute, imperturbable hatred and I knew I would be inflicted upon in every incarnation with their hateful gaze for all eternity.

In short, fuck skeletons. Why did you skeletons do this to me? FUCK YOU! FUCK FUCKING SKELETONS!

 

[CoolFool]

I read a lot about dreams, because I'm trying to understand mine. I don't think dreams are "just' dreams. But I never know what mine mean, I'm starting to think my subconscious is broken or stupid.

Like last night. I dreamed I was carrying a heavy backpack and idk what was in it, but whatever it was, I didn't want anyone to see it, and they couldn't know that I was having trouble carrying it. So I spend most of the dream trying to lighten the load or find secret places to take a break from carrying it but having no luck. Eventually I come to a tree that looks normal at first but upon closer look, I notice every leaf has a face on it, each one is random. And the faces look like a 5 year old drew it, just very simple faces like " : - ) " but they are moving and "alive".

I keep ripping the leaves off the branches and trying to put it on my forehead, because I understand in the dream if I put the leaf on my forehead, it will make my face look that way, but instead every time I put it on my forehead the only thing that happens is that my backpack gets bigger. Eventually I give up and keep walking (Where? No idea) and then before I wake up, I find a cat, except in my dream this "cat" looks nothing like a cat, it looks like a creepy demon thing. I get excited because I know this "cat" can help me carry my backpack, but before it can help, it melts away and I feel bad, like I failed some test it was giving me, so I don't get any help.

The fuck does it mean?!

 

[bliblblblbbllb]

I read a lot about dreams, because I'm trying to understand mine. I don't think dreams are "just' dreams. But I never know what mine mean, I'm starting to think my subconscious is broken or stupid.

Like last night. I dreamed I was carrying a heavy backpack and idk what was in it, but whatever it was, I didn't want anyone to see it, and they couldn't know that I was having trouble carrying it. So I spend most of the dream trying to lighten the load or find secret places to take a break from carrying it but having no luck. Eventually I come to a tree that looks normal at first but upon closer look, I notice every leaf has a face on it, each one is random. And the faces look like a 5 year old drew it, just very simple faces like " : - ) " but they are moving and "alive".

I keep ripping the leaves off the branches and trying to put it on my forehead, because I understand in the dream if I put the leaf on my forehead, it will make my face look that way, but instead every time I put it on my forehead the only thing that happens is that my backpack gets bigger. Eventually I give up and keep walking (Where? No idea) and then before I wake up, I find a cat, except in my dream this "cat" looks nothing like a cat, it looks like a creepy demon thing. I get excited because I know this "cat" can help me carry my backpack, but before it can help, it melts away and I feel bad, like I failed some test it was giving me, so I don't get any help.

The fuck does it mean?!

It means you should watch the movie Life of Pi. I was reminded of it.


I had a dream that people in my life thought they were being helpful by trimming my houseplants back, and I was freaking out because I've grown them out since the pandemic to mature sizes I'm proud of.

 

[We Are The Witches]

The fuck does it mean?!

You realize dreams don't need to have meanings right?

It's a complex mental manifestation of a ton of stuff happening in your brain, it could be as nonsensical as AI footage, because you're mixing ideas together, non rational thoughts, random memories getting triggered, and sensations.

It could have (e.g: you worrying over debt, medical conditions, failure at work), but also could not (e.g: you simply being tired from walking that day).

 

[Zirnwyb]

I had a dream where I was a skeleton. I was trapped in interstellar space and all I could see was stars and they stared at me intensely in a way I've never felt while awake, with absolute, imperturbable hatred and I knew I would be inflicted upon in every incarnation with their hateful gaze for all eternity.

In short, fuck skeletons. Why did you skeletons do this to me? FUCK YOU! FUCK FUCKING SKELETONS!

The very first dream I can remember from my childhood involved a skeleton too. I was hiding from the fucker because he wanted to kill me after he murdered my entire family. So, yeah, fuck fucking skeletons. Those fucking bastards.

 

[Chromeo]

I had a Harry Potter dream a few days ago, I don't normally have narrative dreams so it was weird to see a whole little story play out.
Harry came to Hogwarts like normal, but he brought a soccer ball with him. All the other wizard kids were like "whoaaa" because they were sheltered magic kids who had no idea what a soccer ball was, so he was teaching them how to play soccer in the courtyard during recess. Snape was the recess monitor and was all pissy and bitchy, as Snape is, so when the ball came his way he caught it with his foot and challenged Harry directly.
Him and Harry were playing soccer and Snape was getting way too into it and saying horrible things to Harry, and it culminated when Snape insulted Harry's dead mom. Harry lost his chill and whipped out his wand and did some kind of dark magic curse against Snape, which missed and fired a hole into a nearby wall. Snape was mortified because "oh shit that could've been my head," a dark magic blast reverberated out from that, and the force was so great that it knocked Harry unconscious.
Snape picked up the ball and stared at Harry in shock just as the other teachers showed up like "omg we saw the dark magic blast from across the campus, what was that??" Snape composed himself and went back to being all stoic and lied like "I saw the Dark Lord make an attempt on Harry from the bushes over there, I deflected his spell and the force knocked Harry unconscious. Someone take him to the infirmary, I'll make sure the area is safe for the students."
So the other teachers took Harry away and Snape waited 'til they were gone to make a note to himself like "I must make sure the Dark Lord knows Harry is capable of those kind of spells, it could really throw a wrench into our plans."

 

[Brenda Holiday]

Extremely realistic dreams has been my earliest and most enduring pregnancy symptom. I keep having dreams that I'm drinking alcohol and smoking and I wake up thinking this really happened which temporarily distresses me.
One dream I kept walking into the bathroom, where a gun was on the counter. I kept holding the gun to my head and staring at myself in the mirror, then I would put it down. This went on every "morning" in the dream for about four "days". I told myself I need to stop before I make a stupid mistake. Woke up thinking that my dream actually happened, freaked out a bit. Realized first that it wasn't a gun, but actually a long lighter with a green handle that is actually sitting on my bathroom counter in real life. Then later I realized none of that actually happened and it was all a dream. Thankfully these realistic dreams are starting to not be so intense. I'd wake up tired from how realistic they were.

 

[Captain Syrup]

Most of my dreams are just stress with a plot. Thankfully I’ve aged past the “late for class” re-runs. Now it’s mostly money panic: my notebook melting like chocolate because I can’t afford another, or my roof slowly collapsing because repairs cost too much.

 

[Lovely Kin]

There are some strange horrific dreams that involve me drowning, no idea what those mean. But my favorite yet strange dreams are the ones where I'm flying. Something about flight always felt fun.

 

[Drive-By Comment]

Not that weird, but I tell you anyway. My nephew died month back. As my mother died like within week of that... my sister must have had hard time over there... Well... But I digress my dear regards.

Saw a dream that I was at my sisters place. Sitting by table, eating candy or something and playing like board game. Boy, my nephew, was like he was 15 years ago, the way I remember him best. My sister told her to do something and he comically did them in the opposite way. Can't remember what those things were. And then was serious about how he thought that is what he was told to do.
So I said. Go smell flowers and pick the dog poo. And everyone laughed.
And then I woke up.

So I only slept 4 hours, weird enough not to get sleep again.

 

[NaggotFigger]

Over the last 3 months, I've been having nightmares instead of dreams and severe depression. I dreamt of myself sliced into pieces, seeing my wife and son burnt and sliced apart. I was drowning in an endless pit where I couldn't swim, where I faced fuck loads of demon pent out from my stress and dead cats, as well as laughing silhouette over my own skills and personal life. I was in a labyrinth of demonic eyes, many unknown voices, creepy musical boxes and dead bodies everywhere. I was dreaming fucked up shit where my family would be killed and flew away from me and left me alone within a black hole.

The last thing I'd see before I woke up was my own head falling onto the ground before I woke up. And today I didn't take my sleep medication and suffered insomnia because I feared of my own nightmares, yet feign joy and sadness through pressuring myself and self-hatred over my own wasted "talent" that I "wished I never had". I wish I don't want to say this, but I don't know where else.

 

[AnOminous]

I had a dream again with a cat that has been dead for years. I still miss that cat.

 

[De-Sexing Stick]

Oh thank God, I am so glad there is a thread on this.

Just this week, I dreamed Null was luring fat women with the offer of a free vacations and then they'd disappear but one escaped only to reveal he was keeping them captive in his basement and feeding them. No I am not joking.

I have NEVER dreamed about anything or anyone from this site, hell, I had an old account here and was active in the community from cwcki forums days but STILL I have never had a dream about this place till now.

 

[NoReturn]

As part of a much larger and upsetting dream, Bill Gates peeped on me while I was getting changed.

Artist's recreation:

 

[Nicholas II of Russia]

The other day I dreamed I had a small monkey as a pet, and lived inside one of the generators in my house for some reason, and he had another family of monkeys inside of there.

 

[barrow greeter]

 

[Squawking Macaw]

A few days ago I dreamt that I was in a park next to some stone stairs, and when I looked at the floor it was crawling with roly polies. I started picking them up when someone came up behind me and tried to snatch them off my hands. I made several attempts to shoo her away until I just gave up and bit her in the arm.

And then I immediately woke up with my blanket in my mouth. I actually bit my blanket because of a dream. WTF.

 

[Accidental Racism]

I've had recurring dreams where the human figures in my dreams don't fear death even when I threaten them with weapons. In one of the recent ones, some fat mexican woman stole my phone and I had the tip of a knife pressed directly to the side of her throat demanding she return it, and in another I had the muzzle of a rifle pressed flat against a nigger's chest over something I don't even remember. Neither one even acknowledged that I was maybe 30 seconds max from killing them, even as I was threatening them or yelling at them.