Weird Dreams Thread

The most vivid dream I still remember having was being in like 3rd grade and I had a nightmare about my classmates and I getting chased around the playground by a hopping sarcophagus with a spooky mummy that would jump out like a Halloween decoration and grab you if you couldn't get away.
 
Finally happened. Had a brief dream snippet, literally a couple seconds long, about Kiwi Fucking Farms. There was a new reaction for posts that had insufficient sourcing or attempts to archive info. It was called YARR, like the pop culture pirate phrase, and apparently stood for 'You aren't really ready' or 'You aren't ready, retard' (there was some debate over this.) The icon was a basic treasure map--a few dashes and a red X--the implication being the poster was trying to lead us to treasure instead of just posting the relevant info.

I'm gonna go touch so much grass.
 
I had a dream where I was working for QAnon (Q himself could telepathically speak to me) and I was in DC watching some military special forces hold a drill on top of the White House. They all wore black body armor with green glowing lines, kind of like an Xbox. Suddenly, all of them but their leader, the guy in the center, got blown up with grenades which then brought down the roof of the White House and they crashed into the Oval Office. Turns out their leader was Q, and he told Joe Biden loud and clear that Donald Trump was still president and placed Biden under arrest for illegally trespassing in the White House and crimes against humanity.

Then Q told me my next mission which was really dangerous because I had to take out a deep state base in DC where the government was raising child slave soldiers for some scheme. I was told (and saw with my own eyes) that the slave soldiers were all obese black children, who they placed in suits of that same black and green glowing power armor and they'd basically zerg rush me as I tried to free them. After I killed a few of them, I beat up a few people with my fists and that's where the dream ended.
 
I had a dream last night that there was this extremely terrifying-looking 3 or 4ft doll of a girl laying in the hallway. In the morning (in the dream) it looked "normal", by the afternoon it became more and more mangled and started bleeding, and by the evening time it was torn open and gory. Some other stuff happened too but I think I blocked it out.
 
I had a dream where I was pulled over off a major road standing by my car. It was really stormy/cold. I'm standing by this RAV4, (I don't own a RAV4.) and a UPS truck with no driver pulled up behind me and honked. I turned around and it flashed its brights at me, I was instantly teleported across the field away from the road. And then it stole my car.

Tldr: Ghostly UPS truck literally stole my ride
 
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I dreamed that I started working at Nintendo, and Alison Rapp was still there. She was telling me that they were very two-faced, how they were either acting like everything was happy and wonderful or they were nagging you about your smallest mistakes to the point where you were constantly second-guessing yourself to ruinous effect. Anyway we started dating so she gave me an obligatory(!) nude photo of herself so I could prove to other people that we were really dating(!!). (I put it in my wallet without looking at it.) We still hadn't had sex, and I didn't want to because we weren't married (and I wasn't sure that I wanted to marry her anyway) but I knew when I came home she'd be sleeping in my bed regardless. Also I put out an album of remixes of Touhou Project music titled "(my real name here) Gets His Musical Revenge On The Youkai Race".
 
Been having quite a few dreams recently revolving around waking up late and having to rush to get ready for class, only for one or two things to stupidly go wrong. In the latest one, I checked the time on my phone while pouring a bowl of cereal and it said 08:65. My only thought towards this was "shit, class has started already". Someone else in the house kept wanting to stop me to talk about houses, or something like that, and I desperately tried to stay calm and not yell at them.
 
People losing teeth is said to be a recurring dream, I lost my dick and a leg (left one I think).

The latter dream is where I met PoopSockDog. He is stop-motion animated.
 
I just had a weird, long dream I saw an episode of “That 70s” show where Eric and Hyde visit some alternate reality and Red Forman is a hippie who grows weed in the back of a drugstore and later buys a record store to Hyde’s absolute delight.
I dunno why I had this dream now, I barely watch tv these days.
 
I dreamed that I was walking by a badly frequented crowded outdoors cafe. I walked by this really trashy guy who looked at me. He looked like a crack addict. I had to squeeze to get past him and I really thought he would do something to me but he didn't. The rest of those trashy looking people at the cafe barely paid any mind to me. After I got away I looked back and noticed another bad looking guy sitting next to him who also looked like a crack addict. They were both dirty and their clothes were full of stains. All of a sudden they get it on, with the first guy pounding the 2nd guy's asshole. No one seems to care. I observe this scene. It was very graphic and gross like somehing you'd dig up on a sketchy corner of Pornhub. I was just observing them like a biologist observes an animal and I asked myself "do they really enjoy that? Can they get any more disgusting?". I wasn't even shocked or grossed out or even too curious, I was vaguely detached during the whole thing. I wanted to see just how much more graphic and gross it could get. It was like watching a trainwreck. They finish and I think to myself "would I enjoy it as much as they do?" Because they seemed to ve really into it and then I imagine myself doing it (with the right holes) and realize that no, I wouldn't.
Everyone went back to what they were doing as if nothing happened.
 
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I dreamed that I was walking by a badly frequented crowded outdoors cafe. I walked by this really trashy guy who looked at me. He looked like a crack addict. I had to squeeze to get past him and I really thought he would do something to me but he didn't. The rest of those trashy looking people at the cafe barely paid any mind to me. After I got away I looked back and noticed another bad looking guy sitting next to him who also looked like a crack addict. They were both dirty and their clothes were full of stains. All of a sudden they get it on, with the first guy pounding the 2nd guy's asshole. No one seems to care. I observe this scene. It was very graphic and gross like somehing you'd dig up on a sketchy corner of Pornhub. I was just observing them like a biologist observes an animal and I asked myself "do they really enjoy that? Can they get any more disgusting?". I wasn't even shocked or grossed out or even too curious, I was vaguely detached during the whole thing. I wanted to see just how much more graphic and gross it could get. It was like watching a trainwreck. They finish and I think to myself "would I enjoy it as much as they do?" Because they seemed to ve really into it and then I imagine myself doing it (with the right holes) and realize that no, I wouldn't.
Everyone went back to what they were doing as if nothing happened.
I've had dreams like that, although with different forms of deviant sexuality that I found repulsive. It's an attempt by demons to tempt you. Sometimes, they grossly misjudge what you might be interested in. Not all demons are equally competent, and sometimes Hell just isn't sending their best. This can happen if you repelled them before; the higher-ups will send the cannon fodder back in first, to see if it's safe. But sometimes, there's just no reason for it that I know of.
 
Had a dream about a bright and shiny spa where everything was made of porcelain, huge pools of steaming water embedded in tile and shower heads flowing everywhere, skylights and wall fountains flowing into shallow pools. Very pleasant dream up until the point I entered a shower. It was a heavy door that fit flush with the wall, and as it closed behind me I saw there was no knob on it. The shower was only big enough to stand up in, and the water coming from the shower was hot and I started sweating and running out of air until I woke up in a cold sweat. Despite me mostly believing dreams are simply subjective, I'd be interested to know what that's supposed to represent. So far it's just made me more conscious of letting doors close behind me when I'm in tight spaces.
 
I dreamed about the police trying to chase me down. I hid for days in the cellars of hospitals, in public toilets, in tree houses etc. It was always the same, weird, chubby policeman running after me and I always had to be a few steps ahead of him or he'd catch me. I don't even know why he tried to catch me.
 
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I had a dream there was a celery stalk growing from the middle of the floor in my house, and it attracted all the small creatures from outside. My cat was sitting on the top of my entertainment center with her arms up in the air, conducting them like an orchestra to eat the celery so it would go away and she could go back to living a vegetable-free life.
 
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Finally happened. Had a brief dream snippet, literally a couple seconds long, about Kiwi Fucking Farms. There was a new reaction for posts that had insufficient sourcing or attempts to archive info. It was called YARR, like the pop culture pirate phrase, and apparently stood for 'You aren't really ready' or 'You aren't ready, retard' (there was some debate over this.) The icon was a basic treasure map--a few dashes and a red X--the implication being the poster was trying to lead us to treasure instead of just posting the relevant info.

I'm gonna go touch so much grass.
You should totally propose adding this to Null, it's a fantastic idea.
 
Had a dream I was somebody else entirely (young, early 20s) in 1960s-era rural America. I was attending the retirement party of a man named Bill Hurd. He was a respected lineman for the area, and he'd had a long and productive career most of his life in that profession. I woke up in the middle of a fairly nice speech he'd been giving as a reflection of his long years of service. I was one young man among a gathering of roughly 5 - 7 of his coworkers.

To my knowledge, I know of no such individual. Perhaps I read about or watched a Youtube video featuring someone similar?
 
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