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Subject says it all!
I had a strange one recently, though most of my dreams aren't at all based in common reality, this one stood out not only because it felt like I was in a situation that could happen (in non-dream standards, mind you), but I was also me at an age of I think around 12-13. It also featured my little sister, around the age of 7 or 8 (her current age).
Basically what happens is that our mother who I can only assume is the last surviving of her family dies, and we were left to go live with our older adoptive sister. This is all assumed, as in this is kind of the context I was feeling while in the dream, why things were happening, why I was there. Our older adoptive sister was an anthropomorphic possum though she didn't dress the same way I believe it was based on the main character from a webcomic called 'habits' or 'clementine' as some call it on vice because she was basically homeless. We walked around a downtown area of a medium sized city as she would drink alcohol and flip off cars that passed us by, edging us on to do so with her. I would, but my little sister wouldn't. Then she bought us slushies, poured alcohol into mine and I got drunk with her while my little sister just drank a normal slushy, after that I woke up.
I liked it, felt like I was having fun in the dream in the innocent way a kid at that age would despite the shitty situation.
This made me smile OP.
The whole premise of it is absurd of course, but I can see this being a heartwarming adventure in dreamland, where you have no perception of what is likely real
Most of my dreams are ludicrous in premise but I have yet to be taken care of by an alcoholic furry sister
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>>151>the clitoris becomes like a fucking elephant trunk
Damn in my all years of rule 34 i dont think i have come across a wonder like that
It sounds like you are seeing the future not dreaming
Oh, dude, I have, it's an entire fetish.
Mind, I can't actually /link/ you any on this board, but.
Well, what is such a thing called so a gentleman like myself can view these images?
What a time to be alive
Last night, I had my first nightmare in a long time.
I was a journalist who ended up as a conscript of sorts with a terrorist force. I'd been sent with a scout party to watch a small city that the group wanted. I was still documenting my experience, of course, but I brought along a scoped Mosin-Nagant I'd looted for my own protection.
We were in the desert for a while, sitting on rags and watching the city for any activity. Suddenly, I spotted a man leaving the city through my scope. He was carrying a lot of equipment, and as he turned and went behind a sand dune, we started to hear him sing about how much he loved his girlfriend. "He knows what he is doing," one of my acquaintances muttered grimly. I watched him through that scope for a while, his stuff poking over the dune. The others readied their weapons next to me.
After a short while, I aimed where I knew he would come out. Sure enough, he emerged there, but he left his things behind. As he walked towards us, a smile on his face, my group fired one shot each at him. I quickly followed suit – what else could I do? My shot hit him in the shoulder, and the others were various body shots. He twitched in the gunfire, but he laughed it off. "Silly," he called out to us while I rechambered, "my girlfriend doesn't live there!" I felt as though some other force guided my crosshair to his head, and I pulled the trigger.
His bright smile widened, his eyes bulged and split slightly, and a red hole appeared between them. He fell to the ground dead. All I could feel was guilt. Rechambering once more, it occurred to me that the man's girlfriend was in his head.
I woke up soon after, still feeling guilty about the shooting. It was all so vivid. I was afraid for a while that the man I killed was going to appear around the next corner I walked around, smiling and laughing at me. I was so scared of seeing him again that I wouldn't let myself fall back asleep.
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I had a dream that I was somewhere in Europe with a girl that I only remember by some kind of hat she had on. It wasn't modern Europe but sort of a mix of Victorian England and 1930's France. I couldn't hear any sound other than my own thoughts and I seemed to be really focused on the hat. Nothing exciting happened in the dream either, it was pretty comfy.
So, it starts off with me coming into the dorms after my morning classes, and taking a nap, and when I wake up there is this giant projection screen TV in the room playing an episode of spongebob that was real unnerving though not unlike a lot of the newer episodes. This spongebob was just a giant sponge creature where the legs consisted of segmented parts of sponge kind of allowing it to crawl into the screen with his normal giant smile, causing the other characters to be freaked out and run while he chased them off screen laughing. I turn off the TV because this was freaking me out as well, and get up to leave when I noticed that this is not my dorm room! Then the actual person who lives in there walked in, and I said I'll only be a moment I gotta grab my things, I do and go back to my dorm which when walked into resembled an apartment where my mom and grandfather and little sister were sitting around watching a show on a smaller tv. I sit down to watch, and once again am unnerved by what is on though this time it is a show I've never seen before. It shows this black man jumping off of a crane, and catching himself on a bridge by biting the edge, and remaining perfectly flush with the ground of the bridge. He then bends his body upwards and swings it into the support structure of the bridge with immense force, destroying it and causing the bridge to topple onto him. He gets up unscathed from the rubble, as different copies of himself also do so and begin walking towards a city, I turn off the tv, turn to give my family a look of 'what the fuck was that?' and wake up.
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So I was planning on staying up late tonight (I have been checking out at like 8pm on weeknights), but I layed down for a minute and had the strangest lucid dream
It was me, in a peter piper pizza, but it was not me, because I was around 7 years old. i was standing by the soda fountain. All the hoses were connecting to one drink that had a label that said "Suicide"
I went to walk over to my mom and my (now very young) little sisters at that table then i snapped back in to reality and now i've had a headache for the past half hour
Had a very intense dream last night!
I was at a friend's house that I've been wanting to see for a good while, and it was like a zoo! There were so many people, almost too many, not just my friend's family but his extended family, his friends, what seemed like maybe their extended family, it was crazy but it was also a happy atmosphere. My friend and his friends said that they were going to go do something and wanted me to just hang out at the house, so I do that and watch some show on the TV that I've never seen before. I think it was an animation or something regarding talking cats but other than that basic information I don't remember what it looked like or what even happened. My friend and his friends basically came back with instruments in their hand and sat down behind me to watch the show, then everyone there started going back into other rooms to go to bed, but there was no room for me there so my friend took me out back to this barn looking place, and this is where it starts to get very weird. For one, I was a little offended that all those fucking people were able to go back to some room and sleep while I had to go back to the fucking barn, but that wasn't a main concern for me, what concerned me was that once I was in the barn all the windows had a sort of white light coming through them in the middle of the night. My friend started getting aggravated with me asking me why I was even here and I was a bit confused about that, then he points his fingers at me, and his two index fingers extended out from his hand and went into my rib cage, which pulled me real close to his face. He started yelling at me about doing things for myself and making my own friends and other gay shit like that which didn't end up scaring me so much as just offending me even more, so I hawkedd a nasty loogie into my mouth and spat that shit all over his face, causing him to drop me. After that I knocked his teeth into his throat with my left fist (even though I am right handed) which caused him to de-materialize. Then I woke up!
Had a few this time around, though I only remember two of them.
The first dream involved a few of my friends and I on this barge kind of ship when it was storming, but we were standing on the edge by the railing of the ship (it wasn't very safe), but we were having a ton of fun. A fatter friend of mine was giving it a little too much force, causing the ship to almost capsize so we started giving him shit for it (and for his weight), and continued doing the same thing we were doing before, rocking back and forth on the edge of the ship. After a minute or so more of this the ship finally did capsize, well more than that it actually spun quite a few times before finally landing in the water upside down. Then the dream cuts to only one of the friends that were there being with me at this tropical shoreline with super clear, shallow water and this waterway that lead inland in between these two small cliff faces (only about 40 feet high). We stood on the rocky shore for a moment before hearing some people come, and rather than go to them for help we dove into the water way and swam underneath for a while. Soon after doing that my vision zooms out from the first person view of my sight in the dream, and then I'm watching everything happen from the screen of a laptop. This is where things fall apart, I start to see a bunch of fat people on tubes riding down the water way, then the screen changes to some weird pornographic stuff with people wearing masks made from the same material as the tubes, which caused me to turn it off. Then I'm actually in the same place of the pornography and because these people are weirding me out too much I start kicking at them (I am not naked myself) then I wake up.
The second dream involved hanging out with my grandmother who doesn't speak any english though in the dream she did just fine, we were at this market walking around, then we were at her house and she was trying to get this gamecube 'hacked' with a younger friend of hers by trying out different video games as exploits for it which was strange because she's fucking old and doesn't play video games, and she was acting all elitist about shit so I just got annoyed, walked out to this outside gazebo area that overlooks this pretty valley that had temples n shit where a computer was set up, took my pants off and started browsing the web, then I woke up.
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I had an honest-to-god Bane dream. I'm not just shitposting here, I mean it.
It didn't start as a Bane dream. I was in my room holding a little tablet. It was playing the original Mobile Suit Gundam. The very first episode where Zeon is attacking the colony where Amuro lives. Somehow, I was there too. I saw the air rushing out through the hole punched in the colony by Zeon forces. It scared the Hell out of me. The perspective flipped between me rushing to escape to White Base and watching the events unfold on the tablet. I could see the RX-78 and Zakus running around from both perspectives. I put the tablet down and Christian Bale, or at least someone who looked like him, was in my room. He was terminator-like cyborg. His left arm was bloody and damaged. It appeared on of the hydraulic piston was malfunctioning. He was talking to someone I couldn't see. He insulted this unseen man for not knowing how to fix his arm. Of course, I was the one to fix it, namely by shoving the piston back into alignment with the rest of the arm. I left my room and I was in a wooden submarine propelled by oars. All the men pushing the oars looked people i used to know dressed as Bane. I even recognized a couple voices. One of them was just an acquaintance. Another was someone who used to pick on me as a kid but became a friend by high school. I head them saying something along the lines of "Go for it!" and as I walked down the decks of the ship, I too became a big guy. I was muscular and had Bane's outfit on, save for one thing: The mask. I picked up a quarter, put it in my pocket, and the mask appeared in my hand. On the lowest deck of the ship lay Bill Wilson. He was lying with his up in the air. I put on the mask, sauntered over, and woke up with an erection.
I have often had dreams about older relatives or people I know acting out of place and young.
I recently had a dream that all of the sites we managed at work were down, and my elderly neighbor who never owned a computer was front and center bringing the sites back up. He was looking at my code and calling it shit.
Two dreams last night!
The first involved me walking around this abandoned building being followed by this ghost qt in what looked like an old fashioned night gown. Eventually I hear some armed men come through the front door of the building from wherever I am at, and start trying to book it out of there with the ghost, and eventually I come to a dead end because I panicked and ended up getting lost. The armed men see me and I get shot (though I don't feel it) and I fall to the floor, where the ghost qt holds me and tells me causing a sense of warmth/calm to wash over. She whispers to say that I am sorry, I do so, and she turns into this giant beast then goes to wipe out the armed men who were after me, then I woke up!
The second was kind of annoying. I was at some house trying to get access to youtube because I found a video with the old user name of a friend of mine who I've not seen/talked to in a long time and have been trying to contact again for a while now, but every time I'll try to access the video something would fuck up causing me to have to restart the laptop, even when I tried to use my phone to do this it would fuck up and crash, and eventually I gave up.
liked the first, second can go in the trash
The second was that I was raping my ex. She was screaming and crying. I kept fucking her the whole time. I would shove my hand in her mouth to get her to be quiet. I fucked her so hard she couldn't scream anymore.
I'm not normaly violent or even a sexualy deprived person. That summer tho really fucked with my head. I would wake up crying not remembering why and covered in sweat. That shit was fucked up.
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This dream was pretty crazy and quite hard to explain.
I am in my garden and I see and feel an explosion from a neighbouring house. There's a large mushroom cloud and I feel the shock wave.
Then, my point of view morphs (I can only explain it with the analogy of someone moulding clay) so that, instead of being in a garden, I have just watched the explosion on TV. One minute I was there, the next I had actually never been there and was merely watching it on the news. Weird.
The news coverage wasn't really discussing the explosion, but was playing the 911 call from a little girl who lived in the house that exploded. She said: 'There's a foyre, uh, or is it a feer, or…' She couldn't pronounce the word 'fire' and the person taking the call couldn't understand her. The emergency service person starts to get bored while the girl is still pronouncing 'fire' weirdly., and so he starts swearing incoherently, sort of like a rap. He's saying things like 'bitch nigga fuck yo' to himself while the little girl is somehow still not getting through to him.
The news, after broadcasting the call, talks about how much of an outrage it is that a 911 responder would swear like that when a little girl was on the other end. Then the dream ended.
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>>261>'bitch nigga fuck yo'
That's good stuff
Back with another dream!
This one was kind of weird and I don't remember a whole lot of it, but it was definitely a cool dream though it wasn't necessarily a good 'happy' dream.
I don't remember how or why I was at this old house (I know there was shit happening before this) but I was breaking in, and when I was inside I sneaked into the living room where the TV was on and about 3 kids were in sleeping bags watching TV. I looked at the cable box sitting on top of the TV and saw what I was there for, a basketball with a key sticking out of it (I had recently lost my key-ring in my own house, so maybe there is a connection?). The kids didn't really care about me being there and didn't make a sound as I grabbed the key/basketball and I made my way to the back door where I heard the owner of the house come storming down from the top floor. I yelled back inside 'got your ball nigga!' and flew up and away from the backyard.
Now I am flying down this long road, and eventually I find myself flying over the road now surrounded by forest on either side. From the forest I could see houses within surrounded by the trees, kind of like some neighborhood where the trees took over but did not touch the houses. Some of them had lights on, some of them were more sinister looking but that didn't matter because I didn't fuck with the houses. I flew on some more, until I came to this train track where a train was chugging along pretty fast on, and flew up to the side of the train. From there I started to make my way along the side of it until I came to the front of the train, the control room. It was kind of futuristic for a train that still had black smoke bellowing from a miniature smokestack, but whatever. I sat down and immediately turned the train off the track but it did not stop or topple over, instead it continued as a tank going through the woods and smashing through the houses, sometimes revealing monsters/large men with masks inside that I would smash with the train as I railed through the houses.
I guess doing this was illegal, so a cop car started chasing me and actually caught up, but it posed no threat as I just turned into it and smashed it like the real evil-doers. From there something else happened (I think I finally crashed the train but I don't exactly remember at the time of writing this post) and I woke up.
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Last night I dreamed I had to go to jail for not paying taxes. The weirdest and most Freudian thing about the dream however, is that my jail cell was a concrete version of my bedroom. I'm not entirely sure where to go with this, but I just really felt the need to tell someone this.
How much of a mindfuck would that be if the state went to the lengths to make a concrete layout of your room just so you could be tortured extra in jail
Any dream I've had about jail the situation has always been lax. We were allowed to leave, cook whatever etc
At some point I entered into a building and I couldn't help think it was related to undertale for some reason, maybe it was the purple walls?. I remember leaving the basement and entering what I assumed to be the starting area/nottoriel's room? It looked well furnished with expensive furniture and it had a door with a rug infront of it in the far side of the room.
For some reason Toriel was insisting that I get the sword, but I didn't listen. I opened a door and found Isaac from BOI with his head separated from his body. I just shrugged it off as some 2deep4u lore and went on my way.
I looked outside to see a big storm infront of what looked to be a sea though I couldn't see much. Beth and Summer from rick and morty appear to be trying to escape the place, Beth was trying to teach Summer how to run on water by throwing a specifically made cloth because of the heat that was generated by the cloth or something. She seemed unsure of herself so Summer pulled out a god damn laptop and tried to find out herself, which Beth said might've been a good idea. For some reason I started making the cloth myself, I guess I was trying to escape the now prison of the now sea?
Beth urged Summer to hurry up and I jumped into the water to reach the little island infront of us. It had a palm tree and not much else. Then the police came and Summer still hadn't decided what to do, I tried to call out to her and she went into the water but instead of getting onto the island she swam under the water back and disappeared. For some reason I assumed that she actually went under the little island due to having one of the tombs from Morrowind just under the water surface. Everyone was shocked at what just happened, so I used the opportunity to escape. I ran first onto the water then threw the cloth, amazingly I was practically walking on the water. Turns out the sea was just a mere lake and I reached one of the edges of it. A guy managed to follow me so I went over a fence and into some sort of storage place, then over another fence. Over that fence was very dark compared to the rest of the prison, it has a body of water that might've actually connected to the sea. For some reason I thought of Disney when I looked over it, then Howard the Duck.
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>Come from a car race
>be teeth collector and another teeth collector takes me to his job to see his collection
>It was a factory of some sort
>In the dream I was aware it was a simulation or a video game
>be amazed at the virtual teeth and real teeth on the collection
>the teeth stick to my hand
>me and the guy leave, take a look around while we walk
>see giant pig with two heads, one over the other, when the pig seats the lower head pushes its face against the ground
>there were smaller two headed pigs with short black fur
>giant hairless rats without snout
>normal horses but they were scared of the pigs
>The guy was talking with some one else about the plot of the simulation/video game about a reveil on how all of this was horrible
>Tease black pigs with the teeth on my hand expecting them to brak and destroy machinery
Dunno what awoke me but I think it was something disgusting and strong because I awoke shaken just after a hour of falling asleep
I have never had any dreams where I've harmed anyone before. Been shot a bunch though
I used to grow up wetting the bed. I'd get shot in my dreams, feel the blood everywhere. Wake up all wet.
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That's was a nice dream.
I have to do to dream about my waifu? Even if they are not lewd dreams would be cute.
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I had a dream a few nights ago. Wasn't sure if id share it but here goes. I've posted on other boards here but surprisingly not this one even though I'm very obsessed with dreams. Anyway, here goes…
In this dream I was younger. Maybe around 14. I was entering a very large house. When you walked in the front door you looked ahead and it was just a really wide hallway and on the left and right going down were doors leading into different rooms. There was also an upper balcony on both sides that had doors too. I looked to my immediate left and saw a very narrow, carpeted stairway going up. So I decided to go up and I was surprised to see that there was a girl's room up there. It was an average sized bedroom but I got the general vibe before I even saw her in there that she was the neglected member of the family or something. It looked like she definitely spent a lot of time in that room. So anyway, we got to talking and after a while we were both laughing and just enjoying each other's company a ton. But then I remembered what I came there for. She looked a little sad but then mentioned this place she loved to go to all the time. Apparently there was an abandoned mall on this side of town with a secret upper area that had a skylight in it. She said she'd go up there, lay down and look at the stars through thr large glass ceiling. We exchanged phone numbers and I told her i could come by after I finished up at the house. Before she left she looked at me and said 8 o clock. I agreed and she left the house, speeding off on her bike.
So I went back downstairs and walked down the house a ways until I reached this large media center room. all the men in there welcomed me in. So we started working on all sorts of thIngs. Movie clips, graphics, all sorts of stuff. Computers all over. After a while, I try to make an excuse that I have to go but they put me on another assignment. And they keep pushing me onto different tasks. Sometime later i get a call on my phone. It's the girl and she sounds sad. It's 9 o clock. I feel pretty bad and instead of trying to make an excuse I just kind of leave and they dont notice.
I go out the front door of the house, get on my bike that id taken there, and—two flat tires. I'm in someone's driveway and I'm so pissed off. Then The dream ended.
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A few nights ago I dreamt I was going with two friends (one of which I don't know IRL yet) and my boyfriend to see Jontron and FilthyFrank speak in a square. After a while, however, we got bored and went for a stroll. I got lost and I ended up at a small store where a man was recording a candid camera-type show.
One of my friends shows up and takes me outside, then gives me a Pepsi. I smile and jokingly tell my boyfriend: "Looks like you have competition!" which made him angry. So he gets up, gives me a kiss and leaves.
Then my friend takes me home on a white car from the early 90s, and turns the radio too loud. But the signal was lousy so I tell him to change the station.
I don't know what to make of this.
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I had a dream that I was back in High School going to a fictional local hangout that was a skyscraper mall. This mall had a staircase that went all the way down it and people would rollerskate down the staircase somehow, top to bottom, then ride elevators back up to start over. There were a number of cliquish girls that started picking on me.
Fortunately Chris Pratt showed up in heelies and he told me not to care about what those girls making fun of me and told them that bullying was wrong. Then he and I did some sick tricks down to the bottom where he had a surprise set up for me. It was a massive drumset. Then Chris Pratt played me a 15 minute long drum solo and told me he was my friend.
8| that's when I woke up.
Dream diaries are the best way to remember your dreams.
You have to train yourself to remember your dreams. The first thing you do when you wake up is remember your dreams and then write down everything and anything you remember.
After some time what you remember will be more detailed and longer. Also you have better chance of controlling your dream, being aware inside of it.
I recorded this in my dream journal this morning:
I'm playing Minecraft, some sort of Super Nintendo version. There's two versions, one that's "modern" and one that's "original". The mdoern version has higher resolution textures (they just look like normal Minecraft) and an important bug fix. These versions of Minecraft are based on exploration - you "save" by visiting villages and you're supposed to build your base in one of them. Mario warns me every time I boot one version about its particular flaws. After dying to a glitch in classic, I go for modern. Many Equivalent Exchange items are available, and are essential to gameplay somehow. This Minecraft fuses with reality, and I end up playing with a bunch of people. I meet a group of young urban explorers headed around town every night, or at least the equivalent of night, as the world is locked into eternal darkness. While all this happens, there's a "recreation" of the time aliens came to earth and ruined everything. People are advised not to talk to the re-enactors around town, because they're acting hostile aliens, There is also the chance that they are actually the aliens. Anyway, I meet the group of urban explorers while they're out and about – there's a lot of stuff to explore after the aliens left. They seem like innocent, fun-loving college students, so I join up with them. We all go around together for a while, searching a few buildings. Then, as the night is winding down, someone suggests that they make meth inside one of the abandoned buildings. (1/2)
I don't want to do this, but everyone else is very eager to begin. The group leader admits this is a very common practice, and she won't hold it against me if I decide I don't want to join them. So I leave the group, struggle on my own for a little while, then return to the group. They welcome me back and we get to exploring again. We revisit the building we were in the night before, and someone immediately brings up meth-making to the group again. Almost everyone agrees they should do it again. I still don't want to, even though I could make plenty of money out of it. I talk about it with another group member who doesn't seem involved. I bring up the risk of detection and odor. She replies that you can just throw away the clothes and items you used, but warns against burning them. She says that they're basically toxic, and the fire puts you at risk of detection. I'm fairly sure I wasn't hanging out with these people any longer by then. As I leave the group again, I notice that two people are having sex in the house. Disgusted by the lot of them, I strike out and go it alone. I wake up after a little while of wandering.
This is a really good dream (Nice trips)
How long have you been keeping a journal?
Last night, I dreamed that I was in a hotel with a girl I used to crush on in high school. She was a cute-as-fuck good little Christian. I'm over her now, but I still remember her smile clear as day. Anyway, we seemed to be sharing a room purely by coincidence, bu we weren't romantically interested in each other. Once I met her, I started seeking her advice on Christianity. I asked her about holy water, prayers, and some other stuff. At one point some chads that neither of us liked were trying to execute some weird plan that apparently would have "swooned" her and left me with serious physical injury, so I had to put a stop to that. Despite this, she seemed amused yet annoyed by my questions, and eventually asked me to just look stuff up on the internet.
Trust me whatever sex she would have given you would not have been worth the wait.
I had a dream where I found some kind of odd hotel or building of some sort. The building was odd, since the only way to the rooms was by a round about way of traveling through various service tunnels, hallways, stairs and doors. When going through these halls, I felt like I was at risk of being caught by something dangerous, which the building had some kind of thing going on where bad stuff happened to people. The building wasn't abandoned per say, but was filled with people in rooms where they could find a room. It didn't looked too messy, and actually looked like normal rooms, aside from being in some kind of fucking tunnel that is. I remember getting to the very end of the hotel, which led me to the very top of it. It was an enclosed area, surrounded by buildings with windows that you had to enter through a door from a staircase carved from the ground. I remember one of the doors belonged to females only, and another room that was some kind of club.
I also recall the hotel being surrounded by some kind of city, with towering skyscrapers. Also had something to do with a school at some point?
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My dream started with me finding myself in a blue, lush apartment that vaguely resembled something out of the 90's. The guy who own the sizable apartment seemed to be a teenager who was bald and had a bully aesthetic to him, but he was pretty cool. I explored the place, and I recall looking through the door and saying to myself "I already know what that place has" and proceeded to climb down through his window, which led out to a grey city. I climbed down to nearly the very bottom, just above the ground floor. I went in through the window and I thought to myself that I didn't knew what this place contained. Skip to some time ahead and I realized I had "game powers", where I can save and reset where ever I want to. I used this power to sneak into a loli's room and raped her. She woke up and despite me trying to silence her, people managed to find out and I had to load a previous save to escape. The save put me in a room where I could hear people talking about someone going through a tough time. I went out, and I remember there being a title card of the Bald bro and a older girl who had two shades of orange in her hair. I recall her being naked and jumping into somekind of cloth container like a cat and how it exposed her ass and back, while calling for help due to being stuck. I appeared in that scene and proceeded to tackle her, but instead of being upset or something, she actually went along with it and seemed to enjoyed herself.
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I had a dream last night, I was in my dark kitchen, terrified, trying to find something to defend myself with from I don't remember what. I took a knife from the knife block, but it was bent like a kukri, but at an almost 90 degree angle. It frustrated me because I just wanted a straight knife, so I took another and another but they were all bent the same way.
That's really all I can remember, I know I was afraid of something at the other end of my house but I don't remember what. Pretty weird.
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This morning I had a dream in which I was David Attenborough and I was researching animal mating rituals.
I had this secret love elixir I would use on animals to find out how they mated. So I found a rare hammerhead shark in a pool and made it drink the stuff and just held onto it while sitting in a huge pool
suddenly it grew an enormous dick and started rushing for the surface, breaching again and again except entirely vertical, like a bob on a fishing line.
Suddenly the shark's eyes flash and literally start glowing like flashlights, and it makes its way over to another hammerhead shark and just starts fucking it like there's no tomorrow.
This goes on for about 3 or 4 minutes, to the point where I had time to realize I must have been dreaming such an absurd situation that just isn't stopping or slowing down.
Then I woke up and I've had shark sex in my head all day
Yeah, I get that, my dreams are kind of random and scattered too.
Welcome man, anything you want to talk about? Any reason for the depression or do you just feel generally down. Depression dreams suck cox
I'm drunk right now so sorry if anything seems stupid but I'm depressed because basically I'm a loser. I had a girlfriend for a week then I fucked it up. I thought I had a chance with another girl but it turned out that all the times we went out to dinner and shit were just as friends because he had a boyfriend who she just broke up with, and because I'm her best friend (like every girl I like) she came crying to me. I asked her if she was dating the guy and she said no, but she wasn't using me even if it sounds like it. There's more but I can't think of the right words right now. I just kind of suck at everything.
This girl was the first girl I ever held hands with and I absolutely loved it. I helped a girl up who fell while we were drinking earlier tonight but she let go after she got up, I just wanted to feel that feeling again.
As for the dream distant incest, no idea where that came from, I just knew that the girl in my dream was my cousin and she was cuddling with me. I keep saying that I just want to be alone for the rest of my life but I want what I'm too stupid to have.
Just know that you're not alone here.
But it made me wonder, if everyone eventually leaves for noisy and populated places then what to do if you can't stomach any of them. Not talking at all, i guess.
Dreams that include family are pretty common, to my recent recollection anyway, including ones that are about imbalance (e.i. you dad on the cliffside). It could mean that you're not happy with your current irl situation, or you just feel uneasy about something (something your brain does not wish to immediately tell you.)
If I ever remember a dream, half the time it's about me and my family in a dangerous situation, often losing them in the dream to some outside force changing the environment.
Dreams are an exaggeration of your life or some fear you still have, that should be obvious. What isn't obvious is how to interpret these dreams outside your unconscious. You just have to trust that whatever happened in that dream, your brain is trying to help you get through something.
Just had a good one.
I think it sort-of started out as a dream about monsters, which become one about vampires, which turned into a Berserk-like late '80s OVA about a vampire hunter. Then, I guess the first 45~ minute episode ended, and I realized it was me watching it, with something like an old BBS forum discussion about it on an old computer next to me. The tape was on VHS, and I was watching it on a tiny CRT with inbuilt VCR, smaller than a microwave. All this was inside a small cabin, I think, in the middle of nowhere.
I noticed I could be watching on the much-bigger CRT right next to it. I looked for the next episode, and it took me a while. It was in this box, the size of a shoe-box, which had both the other four tapes in it, in their neat little plastic containers, as well as lots of small boxes of stuff like cereal and little board-games based upon the OVA. I assumed it must be a famous series. Then I wondered which episode was next, and I saw that the back of the first episode had the next episode on it. So I got it out and was ready to watch, right when I woke up.
It was just interesting how detailed the dream seemed to me.
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i had a dream where i was having sexual intercourse with a 13 year old girl. it was like heaven. we were a couple living together and having numerous sexual intercourse.
i was gentle and caressing her body and she was holding my body as we have sex. it was so good that when i woke up i cried because it was not real.
truly a tragic fate my life is
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>>663>i had a dream where i was having sexual intercourse with a 13 year old girl
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I had a dream where I lived with a girl and we lived together as if we were married but really we were hardly boyfriends. It is a long story that includes exhibitionism and romance I could only dream it 3 times where one a beginning, development but without end I never managed to complete the dream and until today I can not stop thinking about it. Why do I dream this?