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One of the dumbest dreams I have is where my dick literally just falls off and for some reason, this doesn't bother me and I just put it back on and this somehow works.Thanks for listening kiwis. Feels better to getting that out.
This is a fairly interesting dream, man.I just had one of the most bizarre, yet semi-cohesive dreams I remember having.
My brother and I were with my grandma at her house's living room. Everything was normal until a group of three or four random people broke in. They weren't robbers, they were just there. And apparently we had to beat them in a game to make them leave.
Magically the living room turns into some sort of human-sized board game. I don't know what was that about or how we did it, but we won. However, the intruders still refused to go, and ran further into the house. We ran after them and they entered into a room that could be locked from the outside, so my brother trapped them there. (A bit of a strange move there, and also such a room doesn't exist on my grandma's real house).
After that happened, the intruders started screaming inhumanely. Instead of calling the police, for some reason we decided to just go to bed. When we woke up, the door was still locked, but all of those people had disappeared.
[Some random unrelated stuff happened afterwards, and I also remember it was New Year's Eve, but that didn't amount to anything because you know, dream plotlines are like that]
this is awesome, I’ve had a few dreams about impossible architecture but they were so impactful to me I’ve already shared them online so I can’t talk about them hereI dreamed I was in a strange place I had never seen before, full of marbled halls and terracotta-tiled pavilions and outdoor verandas and such. Very neoclassical. Only there were multiple levels suspended in the air, each one hovering above the other by unknown means, a bit like the old Farlands from Minecraft.
And as I was strolling around, amazed and astonished at it all, I began to notice a recurring motif: every few rooms, there'd be a well, filled with water. And after I'd gazed down into several, I realized none of them were actually that deep, for sometimes I could see, vaguely in the bottom-most depths, the roofs and terraces of the next level down (often snatches of light as well, bouncing off some particularly reflective white marble or ornate fresco). And naturally, at that point it occurred to me "Wait if that's the next lowest level, then what the hell is holding the water in place? How has it not run out the bottom of these wellshafts long ago?".
So I began seeking eagerly for the bottom of a shaft running down from the previous level, the better to examine it and work out the mystery of these physics (at no time during my stay in this dream did I ever encounter two wellshafts between levels that were aligned or even very near one another). And eventually I did indeed find a shaft bottom, but incredibly as I looked up I discerned there to be no water in it! At first I believed this to simply be bad luck; obviously some of the shafts must not contain suspended liquid and I had simply had the misfortune of picking one my very first go. So I hunted about for more. And wouldn't you know it, every other shaft I came upon, even the ones I was rather certain I had gazed into the depths of on the previous level up, was completely devoid of liquid when viewed from the bottom!
At this point I simply stood there, gazing out over the gentle sunlit sprawl of this strange place (I could discern no lightsource yet it was perpetually lit with a cast of around 4:30 in the afternoon), amazed and bemused pondering these odd one-sided wells, when I suddenly wondered "Who could've built this strange place?" and no sooner had I thought this than a distinctly aristocratic, male, commanding voice came from behind me "That would be me". Before I could turn around to behold the speaker I woke up.
Eventually, perhaps everything really does become singularity. Not only technologically, but spatially, mentally, physically, etc. After all, wasn't it that way before? Maybe this thing we all call "reality" is just the universe slowly evolving more and more capable sentient life, until one day the technology it's producing and the rate at which it multiplies and the speed at which it iterates improvements is as fast or faster than the universe keeps expanding. At which point all of existence literally becomes one.I just had a dream that it was a few hours after P=NP was solved and just as they were talking about it on the news it cut to an advanced ai explaining singularity and showing off solutions to every unsolved math problem and then more and more complex tech being developed and then I heard a huge boom outside and out the window I saw a sheet of black covering the sky with red dots that stretched out infinitely in a 3d grid and time kept speeding up faster and faster until i panicked too much and woke up
worst part is in my brain im still convinced the solutions made sense, I just can’t remember them.
this is awesome, I’ve had a few dreams about impossible architecture but they were so impactful to me I’ve already shared them online so I can’t talk about them here![]()