Weird Dreams Thread

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My dream was all over the place today. I seemed to be in some big camp ground that doubled as a fair, had family and friends around, etc. We did normal things like eat food off a buffet, play a twitch streamer's stream through a movie projector outside onto the side of a building (I fell asleep to a stream IRL), and gave a dog belly rubs with our feet while yelling at it (??). At one point I went into a bathroom, carrying this little card. A vent on the floor blew out a strong current of air that was enough to make my body hover in the air if I used the 4 inch card as a parachute. It was pretty fun seeing how high I could float and feeling weightless, yet all I thought about while in the air was how I'd be able to take great nudes from new angles by hovering. Then I worried about the possibility of ghosts hurting me in the air so I stopped.
Oh, also I was completely naked from the waist down.
 
This isn't all that weird a dream, but lately I've had a lot of dreams where for some reason, there are buffets involved and I'm eating food.

In one of the recent ones, there was a dark chocolate cake, sort of like Black Forest cake, mostly somewhat bitter semi-sweet chocolate with dark frosting, but topped with thinly sliced strawberries. I'd really like that cake.
 
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AnOminous said:
This isn't all that weird a dream, but lately I've had a lot of dreams where for some reason, there are buffets involved and I'm eating food.

In one of the recent ones, there was a dark chocolate cake, sort of like Black Forest cake, mostly somewhat bitter semi-sweet chocolate with dark frosting, but topped with thinly sliced strawberries. I'd really like that cake.
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You're morbidly obese.
 
A dream I just dreamed one hour ago:

(I would rather rate it 'horrifying' tbh)

I was a soldier and had to kill the upcoming troops of enemies with my colleagues. The first time we used shotguns and were successful but the second time we had to use melee weapons like daggers and knives. Unfortunately, our enemy surprised us when we prepared for the next battle. As a soldier from the other side spotted me in my hideout, he stabbed me in the back and in the stomach. Now here's the creepy part: Despite it being a dream, I was able to feel how his dull knife slowly slides into my body and how I get unconscious. When I was awake again, they held me captive to slice open my throat. I felt how someone stabbed me in the neck, then in the throat and slowly sliced it open. Most fucked up shit was, that I was able to taste blood in my mouth and felt how blood was flowing out of my mouth and throat. Also it was a unbelievably weird kind of pain, it stinged and went through my entire body. My body got weaker the more blood I lost, until I got unconscious yet again.

Then, I was in a café and talked to my grandmother because I was traumatized by that dream and needed help of a psychologist.

I literally had a dream in a dream.
 
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I dreamed I was seeing the Japanese artist Yayoi Kusama in person (I'm not even a fan of her works; but she's so keen on self-promotion that I seem to see her ugly mug everywhere), but instead of polka-dot pumpkins, she was making music in concert. The music told a story about four soldiers in the erstwhile Yugoslavia who wanted to save a village ravaged by disease. They were not able to find medication anywhere, until they came to Singapore, where it was obliged to give out the medication for free. The soldiers then vanished: it was said that Keith Jarrett saw them in Kashmir, but most people thought they've just "been evaporated".

After the concert I saw the organizer giving Kusama a fat wad of cash. It was fucking late, and I was looking for a still-open bar. Then I saw a gang of dindus accosting Kusama and they robbed her. End of dream.
 
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Last night, I dreamed that my parents were going through a rough patch in their marriage. I sent my mother back in time to help her remember what made her fall in love with my dad in the first place, reminding her that at midnight she would be sent back to the present. When we got back, my dad and I went out to a bar together where he, a normally reserved person, was really open about his problems. I arranged for them to meet in front of a grocery store to talk about things. When they did, my dad neighed to get my mom's attention. Everything worked out in the end though.
 
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Probably because of a post a few up, I was thinking about the dream inside a dream thing that sometimes happened before I went to sleep. I accidentally triggered a lucid dream because I was still thinking about that while I was asleep. I had a newspaper in my hands, lying on a bed outside for some reason, and tried to read it. Written material doesn't work well in dreams, and when I realized I couldn't read the newspaper, I decided I was in a dream. Lately, whenever this has happened, I just immediately wake up, but I decided to try to stay in it this time.

For some reason, I decided to try to wake up but stay in the same frame of mind, and try to read the papers out loud into an old tape recorder I used to have when I was a kid, but don't have any more. I could only read the first word of it over and over again, as it continually changed and I'd have to restart. Giving up on this, I decided to walk downtown to the main intersection of a town I lived in about 20 years ago. A friend of mine was directing traffic, and there were a couple people standing in the crosswalk shaking cans full of coins trying to collect money for something. I tried to get his attention and to explain the situation, that I had just awoken from a dream but was still in the dream state, but I couldn't get the idea across, partly because the traffic and the Salvation Army guys or whoever were too noisy. Then, I started trying to read the papers again, in the hopes that this might get the idea across, but it didn't.

He finally got the idea to some degree, and I asked him why I was having trouble explaining it. He looked at me like I was an idiot and said "Because you're still asleep."

And then, of course, I immediately woke up. I woke up with an extremely strange feeling, like I'd strained my brain trying to access the "reading written material" part of the brain when it wasn't working at all. I'll note that's a near perfect method of determining if you're dreaming, if you ever wonder. In the waking world, text stays the same on pages.
 
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There was this sentient robot I kept calling my son, and I got famous by possessing people. I swear, my dreams are strange.
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I say go to Atlanta and pitch it, maybe McChris needs a few bucks? And that guy who voiced Brak
 
I had one about the upcoming Ducktales reboot where Fenton is telling some unseen person about his past where he was awaiting Gyro Gearloose's answer if he could be his assistant. Fenton tells the person that he handled the wait in his "usual calm demeanor". And then it shifts to a scene where he's got all these saint candles lit up, incense, praying with a rosary (while there's several used up ones on the floors) and a poster of Saint Jude (the patron saint of lost causes) who looks just like Goofy and he's on his knees, begging, praying and worrying like crazy. (It was played for laughs.)

This might have to do with Fenton being a brown Hispanic duck in the reboot and he's going to be assisting Gyro.
 
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I think the weirdest dream I've had recently was that I got bitten by a zombie. For the rest of the dream I and the people who were with me just kept waiting for me to die, but nothing actually happened. It was so weird because I remember thinking "okay, any minute now it's going to happen... any minute now...." but I didn't even feel sick or injured. The even weirder thing was the people I was with (none of whom I recognized) were all armed but none of them even made a move to put me out of my misery, they just kept shooting me weird looks like they were also waiting for me to keel over and start gargling.
It was such a weird and yet realistic dream that when I woke up I felt my shin to see if I actually had a bite, I shit you not.
 
I dreamed I was in a psychiatric hospital, wanting to get out, but the doctors dismissed me saying my condition hadn't gone away. Giving up, I started fraternizing with the locals. They were mostly elder gentlemen, and Tony Soprano, with Paulie and Silvio were there too. I became friends with a chess playing elder who was about to be released; but I found a note addressed to him saying "you're not getting out, the next time the clock-hands meet, you're getting what's coming to you." (there were four clock-hands, it was a dream...); Then I realized what characters from the Sopranos were doing there. It was fast becoming half 6, and I didn't know what to do...
 
I dreamed I was driving with my family through the middle of nowhere, where there was snow everywhere. We stopped at a park where we found a roofless pavilion, uncovered by snow. A crowd of people gathered in it and sat in a circle, leaving the center-most area clear for someone to perform on. The performer was Lady Gaga, much to the mixed excitement of the crowd. She selected some people from the audience to join her on "stage", including me, of course. As the first volunteer, I was displeased to find that she wanted to do a public make-out display for the crowd. She tried to kiss me, but I was mortified with my mom watching in the crowd. It is also at this point I notice I'm wearing a hijab, even though I'm not muslim. I kept turning my face so that she'd only kiss me on the cheeks, then made a beeline for it.

Some more mundane shit happened afterwards that I won't bother describing.
 
I dreamed I was a boy scout (never been a boy scout in real life). My scout buddies and me was traveling on ferry and I noticed that huge skyscraper behind the pier -- I've been to that pier many times but I never figured out what that building was. So when we disembarked I went for a little exploration. Turned out it consisted of three or four identical hotels merged together. They had a "Last Day of the Racetrack" promotion. For only $300 you can have the best seat; they'll even throw in one breakfast item absolutely free! I went out of the building. It was raining like hell.
 
Shit this one scared me. I dreamt it was a hot summer day when I was a kid and I went down the slide. I get to the bottom and look behind me: blood dripping down the slide and the layer of skin on my ass is gone or burnt.

I also wake up from dreams a lot because my waking mind thinks my body is drowning.

One, two, Freddy's coming for you....

There's also that monthly dream where I kill somebody I don't like, then spend almost an hour in agony over what I just committed. It's amazing what goes through your head when you think your life is over. Should I see my family one final time? Will they reject me? Or should I just go to the police station? Will I even be caught at all, or should I make a run for it? Or should I get on my knees and start praying to God for mercy and forgiveness?

Needless to say, dreams offer great insight into your thought processes.
 
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I'm not sure what resulted in this particular dream, but I dreamed I had arrived home from town and lo and behold a bouncy castle full of children was in my front yard. Tables with refreshments were set up, bored looking parents milling about, and our front door was open. I run inside and find that some lady is in my living room, talking about her daughter's party. I ask her what the fuck she's doing in my house and why there's a bouncy castle in my yard and she acted like I was this horrible selfish asshole for getting upset. Tearfully she explained that she doesn't live in a very nice area so she was entitled to break into my house and have her daughter's birthday party in my front yard. I was torn between calling the goddamn cops and thinking it would be kind of douchy to interrupt the festivities of a bouncy castle adventure.
 
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