Weird Dreams Thread

I regularly get night terrors. They aren't as severe as they used to be but it usually consists of me going to sleep, having a wild nightmare or a normal dream with a horrific twist and then I wake up in a total panic. They were worse when I was in college and so I guess now they're pretty tame. I make sure to write all of them down - my last one had me in a glass house with some random couple and a whole lot of snakes. After leaving their house, I could hear thudding and then in a dark doorway, I could see this monster (kinda Babadook-ish) trudging toward me while the couple were laughing in the background. Weird shit - happens most nights.
 
I've been having the same dream of having to enblessly argue with complete idiots three nights in a row now. Shit's getting old.
 
had a dream where i killed a friend of mine (we no longer friends) and he turned into a zombie and killed me. first time i screamed while waking up.
 
One of my favorite dreams that lasted for a while went like this ;
I wake up in a desert and begin walking, no sound, no light, its just cold and I continue to walk and walk, every now and then I find a small town and walk through it but, there is barely anyone there and even when I run into a person they have no face. Now the weird part comes in when I mention the fact that this happened for a week straight. Every night for an entire week I had the same dream but not only was it the same dream, but it was continuous, as in I would go on from exactly where I left off. It felt like it would never end until one night it just stopped. No ending, no crazy resolution, just never had the dream again. It was really one of those dreams where I wish I could ask a psychologist what they thought about it.
 
I don't usually have religious dreams; I never had two religious dreams in the same night before. Does this mean I'm having a crises in faith that I'm not aware of, or is Someone wants to tell me something? I don't know.

The first dream was not "weird" at all. I was in college, in the Christian fellowship. We were supposed to keep a diary where we put down what religious thoughts that occurred to us that day, what we were thankful for, what did we need to repent about (this part did not happen in real life though). And an elder brethren were supposed to check our diary occasionally. I suddenly remembered I haven't written anything for months; indeed I haven't even touched the Bible. This was very much like the same old "I didn't study for the exam" dreams. Then I realize I can bullshit my way and wrote months' worth of entries about nothing at all.

The weird dream happened when I woke up, took a piss, and went back to bed. At first I was in a parade, and a bunch of dirty people passed by. A mother nearby taught her children that these wretched souls must follow the guidance of the Spirit.

Then I was in the pilgrimage to a Buddhist Temple. A sister in Christ recommended this journey (she would never do so in real life). I follow the long line of people walking uphill; children calling their parents, "are we there yet?". At long last the concrete steps gave way to rounded, rocky steps. But the final leg of the journey was foreboding: the Temple can only be reached through a ladder made from the half-round of a giant bamboo, its nodes formed the rungs. It was very hard to gain a foothold and, even more disconcertingly, the concave surface of the bamboo formed an alcove which housed clay statues of Buddhist figures, so as I climb up, my face was within an inch of fearsome deities much like this one:

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The Temple turned out to be very much like a college cafeteria. The catering staff showed each patron a placard. Food would only be served if we can recite two short lines of mantra. I read out the lines and was denied: I was supposed to recite it from memory. I did so. The meal was a small portion of western-style grilled vegetables, and a mushroom soup thickened with lentil. They looked delicious, but I could not find a seat: much like a college cafeteria at lunch hour, every seat was taken.
 
One night when I was 11, after a night of binge watching a documental about Chernobyl, I dreamt that this happened on my city.
In that dream I was wondering alone in the ruins, with a pet parrot who would throw insults randomly at everything he saw.
After wondering for a while through the city center, I entered into some sky scrapper. Inside there was a lot of elves living in some kinda interior city.
And I was woken up by my sister throwing me a pillow and the dream ended.
 
Had a dream last night where I was going to draw out some cash for whatever reason, then my brother and I were in front of a graveyard at night talking about Ron Paul and Bill Clinton being responsible for desecrating graves and arguing over who was more responsible. My brother got really quiet, tapped me in the shoulder to show me a disembodied giant spectral hand holding a shovel digging a giant hole in front of the cemetery gates. We didn't run, but both felt unnerved and watched. We continued to mark a mound of dirt with a wooden cross (apparently the political debate over) when my brother yelled out "run! fucking run!" and we booked it a few blocks over, took a giant blue tarp that just happened to be left in some parking lot and drove it like a go-kart away from whatever freaked him out.
 
Boy oh boy, have I dreamed some weird shit during the time I was inactive...
The dream starts with me swimming through a cold sea (somewhere in the Antarctic, I presume), close to the ice-covered shore. There are gigantic icebergs everywhere, and I'm swimming towards solid ground. Once I get on, I see some weird pirate-looking old guy, just standing there, leaning against a mound of ice. I ask him directions and he only nods in the direction of a nearby pirate ship, which I get on. While there, the same old guy gives me a plate of fucking kitten soup (there straight up was a boiled kitten in there), without saying a word. I eat it without hesitation.
The dream cuts to the ship arriving at some tropical city, and it is fucking HUGE, we're talking skyscrapers everywhere. I (and my mom, who's also there for some reason) just go sightseeing for a while, and eventually enter this gigantic hotel. Problem is, walking around on the upper floors is really precarious, because instead of a normal floor, some areas are just tiny ledges that you have to shimmy your way across, and if you fall, it's all the way down to the bottom with you.
The dream cuts again to me in a movie theater, watching some movie I can't fucking remember. A few rows away from me, a chubby topless chick is arguing with some dudes. She gets pissed and walks over to the seat in front of me, sitting down so that her body is pointed towards me, while she is looking over her shoulder, watching the movie. For some reason, I decide to take one of her tits in my mouth, but not before checking to see if anyone is watching (thankfully, everyone's too busy watching the movie. So I'm just rolling the chick's tit around in my mouth, while she keeps saying "Such a good boy". Thankfully, the dream cuts again before this shit gets any more weird.
The final scene is me in my hotel room on the bottom floor, on a rainy night. The hotel room has stairs leading down to a door which, in turn, leads into a basement (this will be important soon). There is a knock on the door and when I look through the doorbell, I see a ghostly-looking woman, in bloodied white robes. Against my better judgement, I open the door... only to see that there's no one there. Relieved, I close the door.... but then hear the woman's scratchy voice, sounding like it's coming from inside my head: "Finally, you let me in... Into your basement..." I check and the basement door is open, when it should be closed. Confused and scared, I run outside into the rain, but quickly come back inside, to get my mom, who's doing laundry. I stand by her side, looking at the open front door.
Some shit happens that I don't remember, but the final part is what spooks me. I'm standing in a dark room and what little light there is, is a deep red color. Standing in front of me is the same spectral woman, staring straight at me. I stare back at her, in a mixture of fear and anger at this spectre for having dared to disturb my life and threaten to end it, just like that. I wake up before anything happens, though.
This one, obviously, involves me playing San Andreas (specifically, some mod called Doctor 50). At the start, CJ is standing on a broken bridge somewhere in a canyon in the desert (it looks kinda like the Hoover Dam bridge). I go up to the hole in the bridge which splits it in two halves and notice a concrete platform on the other side which I can reach by jumping. I do so, and find that it continues, leading into some kind of bunker under the bridge. I enter, and the game switches into first person mode.
While running around in the bunker, I notice I'm being chased by a G-man looking guy, in a black suit and with a briefcase, who seems to move around by teleporting. I immediately realize two things upon seeing him:
1. This motherfucker is the titular Doctor 50.
2. He's VERY dangerous.
The dream turns into me fetching a keycard, backtracking to open a door with said keycard,then backtracking again to turn on some generator, all the while being chased by Doctor 50. I eventually make it out of the bunker.
The dream cuts to me in the woods, close to San Fierro, trying to find some other location in the desert, Problem is, starting from the point you make out of the bunker, Doctor 50 is ALWAYS chasing you, in the same teleporting manner. And he's always moving, even when the map is open and the game is supposed to be paused.
Another cut, and I'm at the location: another underground facility, this one full of cargo containers, In front of me is a yellow keycard, but next to it is a pitch black hallway, down which Doctor 50 is coming. The first time I run to grab the keycard, I make the mistake of looking down the hallway, and I'm treated to a jumpscare of 50 rapidly teleporting towards me on all fours, even clinging to walls at times, The final shot is his wrinkly face, bearing a cheshyre grin, staring right into the screen.
The second time, I just go for the keycard and am treated to a different cutscene: I turn around and see 50 teleport in front of me. Suddenly, the two containers he's standing between open, and two similar-looking dudes in white cloaks run out, immediately attacking 50.
The dream cuts to the game being back in 3rd person, with CJ and the two white-cloak guys (notably, one of them has wings, horns and a red halo) standing next to a car, near the San Fierro airport. In the background, Doctor 50's skeletal body can be seen in a floating cage, flying around and spawning (presumably) hostile birds. Thankfully, he's a lot less dangerous now, since A. he's way slower and B. no longer attacks directly. CJ and the guys get in the car and drive back to the ruined bridge where it all began. This time, the other side of the bridge is jampacked with fucking Minecraft zombies. I try to get the car onto the concrete platform, when suddenly the graphics change to Minecraft-looking (my car looked like it was made out of pink wool). I can be heard saying to myself: "Oooh, better hope I can fit in here". The dream unfortunately ends here, since I wake up.
 
Had a dream where I watched this teenager and three of his friends sitting in a car, then he douses himself and everyone else with gasoline and burns them alive. It was pretty horrific.

I told this black guy at work about it and he said "huh huh, dat be like Kenny frum Souf Park!"
 
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I just had a dream that a new trailer for the Sonic movie came out.
In it, was revealed that Sonic's face now looks like a real life hedgehog's, and that James Marsden eventually transforms into Tails, with a CG model about as bad as the Sonic.
But the weirdest part was the fact that there were two Robotniks on screen; one was Jim Carrey, but the other one was Bill Murray in a fat suit and bald cap, who was called "Eggman" to separate him from Carrey Eggman.
 
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had a dream that i was brushing my teeth and woke up just as i spit into my fucking pillow
 
I had a Brianna Wu dream. It was NOT sexual BUT Wu tried to beat me up in the belief that I had sexed up Frank, I was not doing that, it was probably the dress I was wearing that made him think that he had some competition for the penis.
There's a very good reason for all of this.

There had been a lot of these pop-sci news lately about some old writings from Socrates or Plato or someone that they had recently found and they mentioned five tablets with supposedly incredible wisdom carved on them. He had detailed four of them but the fifth was shrouded in mystery and it is buried somewhere, it was apparently the best one so that's a bummer.

Having lost the primary and growing bored Wu decided to start an archeological expedition and needed volunteers, he had computed the information and had an idea of where it was: Within driving distance of his house, specifically near the football field of a local high school.

I had lost a drunken bet and had to be the volunteer so I showed up at around 10am near the school, hungover and wearing a dress as a disguise/joke, only to see Wu walking around with a big tree branch and stabbing it into the grass, really leaning into it, trying to feel something somehow, then moving on and repeating the process at random across the field. Frank stood nearby and watched. This is what I had expected from a Wu organized dig. It was hilarious.

I went up to Frank and introduced myself and we stood there chit-chatting while I smoked, Wu was obviously lost in his own world doing something that only made sense to himself. Frank said nothing about the flower patterned sundress I wore, I guess he's used to it.
At least the weather was nice, it was early summer, maybe summer break had started? There was no one else around.

While talking to Frank I tried to at least make some kind of effort so I asked why the tablet, which sounded like bullshit anyway, would be here. Frank pointed to the stone steps that went down from the grass/footpath and into the parking lot, Wu had concluded that it was Greek rock so this 3000 year old thing has to be around here somewhere.
Then I asked about their plans and their equipment. They had neither of those, the big branch that Wu found when they arrived was all they had.

'Ok, Frank, is there a store that sells building equipment, lumber, shovels and those kinds of things around here? Great, come on, we're going there to pick some things up.' Frank said yes, ok, and off we went, it was as if I had his leash now.
Not much would fit in his car though so we would have to get a trailer, no big deal.

We picked up shovels of different kinds and other things used to dig, some buckets, gloves, lumber to keep trenches from collapsing. I had no idea what I was doing but Frank knew even less so I came off as an expert. Wu had called during this time and he told him where we were, Wu was annoyed because he wasn't consulted.

For some reason Wu was going to come by even though we were just about to leave, having loaded all that shit onto a trailer hooked up to his car and now we had to wait. Lifting is no fun when hungover and I was feeling pretty bad, I needed to lay down for a while. They sold kit-sheds or whatever they're called, like a shed in IKEA format, they had a couple of display units assembled outside so I decided to go into the nearest one and lay down on the floor. Frank followed like a puppy and stood in the doorway, looking out into the parking lot.
When Wu arrived he exited and went to his old master, making it look like he had been on the inside. Wu, displeased with me taking initiative, stormed in and for the first time he actually saw me: a man in a dress, obviously more attractive than Wu, spread out like a starfish on the cool concrete floor. Half-asleep I started to get up and de-escalate the situation and that's when Wu started swinging at me and yelling about Frank, infidelity and marriage. I don't remember exactly what was said but she thought I had seduced Frank.

At that point it felt like my adventure had come to an end, I didn't stick around to find out that I was no longer welcome, instead I went home.

7/10, would like to see the next episode. (I remember a lot from my dreams)
 
I had a nightmare where I got bangs again, in it i was looking in a mirror crying over them while getting high school flashbacks. Woke up thinking I still had bangs and thank fuck I did not.

Also something about hamster cages.
 
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Had a dream that I was sitting on a bench on some tropical island and an asteroid hit the other side of the Earth. First came the sound-wave, then the blastwave. Then I got hit by the wave of water created from the explosion (wasn't big at all actually, kinda equivalent to getting water splashed on you from a bucket). I decided to open Kiwifarms and got a few notifications. What's interesting is that along with the usual shit (like "user X reacted to your post in thread Y with reaction Z"), I got two notifications saying that two Kiwis died in the asteroid impact. No announcements, nothing. Just two notifications.
 
So my sister is a terrible person. She and her boyfriend stole my vidya, money, CDs and DVDs for drugs and cost me my home. It was very very bad. Far worse than I am going to get into. I now refuse to talk to her. I'm pretty sure she is homeless again too.

Well I had this dream about her two months ago. I was in some black void with her and her boyfriend. And I told her that karma is something you pay for in the next world, not this one. She said rather sadly that she understood.

It still makes me feel weird because I know in the waking world there's no way to get through to her and I anticipate the police knocking here sooner than later asking me to identify the remains.
 
I had a dream i was throwing up but instead of vomit it was half dead wasps and the rest where wasps that where alive, anyway as they where flying out of my mouth i accidentally kept crunching them in my mouth and their bodies tasted like crunchy sand. i woke up needing to throw up that morning lol
 
I dreamed that my Mom was a complete junkie for weed (she isn't) and I had to go find her. I was so pissed I tailed her and found her and proceeded to yell at her "STOP GETTING HIGH BEHIND THE PIGGLY WIGGLY WITH THOSE SHADEY BOLIVIANS!"

WTF?

I love weird dreams, have tons of them and wish there was a way to record them.
 
The last dream that really stood out to me was also a disturbing one. I would go to sleep, then wake up outside on the ground, in an entirely different place. It turned out there was an alien parasite bug in my gut that would take over my body once I fell asleep. I don't know what it made me do, or how it even got there.

However, I do remember what it looked like. The appearance was some elongated version of a giant weta that was brightly colored in yellow/green stripes.. similar to a Vorlon ship from B5.
 
I finally found something worse than a nightmare. Ive had several dreams where a wild animal is in my house and keeps nipping me when I'm trying to relax, its infuriating and no matter how many times I throw it outside, it keeps coming back and bitting me.
 
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