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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.
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Since today is 4/20 I will tell you guys my dream.
I had a dream about Hitler, somebody resurrect him, and brought him to do an speech, I was there and nobody want to listen him, He was talking about NatSoc and Jew lies but people got offended and left. I stayed, and I talked to him, He told about his family and how they were persecuted after the war. (Hitler didn't have family, I think)
Until this point the dream has coherence, so I'll leave it there. Hope nobody gets offended or something. I'm not /pol/ I swear it.
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Today I had a strange dream about some kind of magic tower, the tower could transport you to a some kind of video game but you had to have certain requirements as certain images, really spoopy images, and other really specific things. People made party (6 members), to get these requirements and get to the top of the tower, just to get into this game.
To enter to this game everybody has to do a ritual holding hands and everyone had to have those requirements.
At first the game seemed like a DOOM clon, but extremely unfair, enemies there hurt you in a physical way, but if you loose you wouldn't die in real word (if you were wondering). Later on the game seemed more 3D (like real 3D) and character were cute girls, like Touhous, enemies become cuter too, but still extremely unfair.
I was trying to get theses requirements to be able to enter, with a friend. The last thing I can remember is that after having them all, I stopped being me. Now I were a girl (I'm straight, I'm swear), and I was in party ready to play it, We held hands and everything began.
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The other day I dreamt I was a Samurai. It was nice.
Are you this guy >>723
Do you often dream with ecelebs?
Posting my journal entry from last night. I really need to /loomis/ so I can draw some of the neat stuff I see.
There was an evil spirit named Jack (Jack Straw? Jack-in-the-Box?) and a witch who's name I don't know. They traveled in what looked like a covered wagon on the outside and a circus wagon on this inside. When I was inside of it, I remember there being candy and jewelry displayed on the walls as they would be in a store. They used there magic to make the objects on the walls come alive. The necklaces and bracelets reached out like tentacles. Them wrapping around my arms and legs to trap me. Many different bright colored boxes and bags of candies swarmed over my body. They formed into a encasing cocoon. I escaped either though physic bending dream powers or "perspective swapping. Swapping is where I transfer from one person's perspective to another's. I am often like a disembodied camera that can float and fly between different actors. I don't remember much about Jack. I get vague impressions of a scarecrow and a wooden puppet. He definitely wore a hat. The witch at first appeared as a young girl in here teens. She was blonde haired, blue eyed, with pale skin. She had I strikes me as an aggressive build. Thick and athletic. I grabbed her when she was far away from the wagon. There was a sense that if she was separate from Jack their powers were weaker. I had a young pre-teen girl with magical powers on my side. She was like a good witch to the older girl's bad witch. She was platinum blonde, blue eyes, skin so pale it glowed a soft white. As she stood before the entrance to the wagon, the bad witch I held restrained in my arms let out a soul wretching scream. A stream of technicolor plasma burst from her forehead, arching behind the good witch. The body I held went limp. Behind the young witch and large ugly figure towered over her. Standing taller than the wagon, the giant hump of her hunch back above her foward perched head. Her neck swallowed by a hanging sack of fat. Only from her hand to the elbows managed to protrude from her swollen body. Black fabric draped over her entire body from her hump to down over her feet. A dark, semi-transparent liquid leaked from her mouth, running down her chin. The two witches stood off before each other. I came up beside them taking in the bad witch's new appearance before waking.
Great thread to share my latest dream.
I just woke up from it.
So, first, I was walking through my old neighborhood, when I noticed that one of the houses I never paid much attention to was actually a little rest area, like you might see in a park. It had one door into the bathrooms, then two doorways lead to both the female and male areas, with a shared sink area. So, I went into the male area and waited in a stall for a while. Eventually, even though it was something like two at night, some middle-aged man came in. I waited for him to leave, and went to the women's bathroom. I knew I intended to rape a woman. I waited, and a middle-aged woman came in. She knew I was in there, and awkwardly finished up and left. Afterwards, eventually, a pretty woman I seemed to know came in. She sat down in the stall next to me, and engaged me in casual conversation about why I was in the woman's bathroom. She seemed to know me. Eventually, I got up, out of my stall, opened her stall door, and started kissing her. We made out for the rest of the dream. No sex, just kissing and groping. Apparently, completely consensual.
It felt amazing. I was sad to wake up.
There's a girl that I like, and I keep dreaming that she has texted me something dramatic, and then I shoot awake, grab my phone, and only once has a text been waiting for me, after maybe a half-dozen instances of this.
In the dreams - if you could even call them that - sometimes it's a good thing she's saying, like, "Can I see you today?" sometimes it's a bad thing, "This isn't working out." either way, it really keeps me on my toes.
We're both a little damaged, but I think we have a shot if we both take some time to improve ourselves independently. We've both agreed a relationship right now would burn itself out very quickly.
i wrote this down maybe 15 minutes after waking up. i was asleep for about 2 hours, but got interrupted at some point. i'm pretty sure this occurred after i had been briefly woken up. the only other thing is that i was listening to giles corey as i fell asleep/throughout my slumber.
at baseball game or movie or something with family
only one at the seats because i don't want others to take them
they're the red cushion seats with round backs that are typical of cinemas, but they were on grass with a stage in front (i think i remember reserving the seats with my father, but i'm not sure where he went)
other people are saving their seats by putting their water bottles on them
next thing i remember the lights were dim and it was full. my neighbours were next to my family and getting ready to leave, even though nothing had started yet
i asked what happened, the wife says nothing in a dejected and soft voice while looking down
time passes, now i am on a wooden board floating in a small pool in a long rectangular room with several other setups like this, all with other naked boys stuck on them
something flies around the room, like a little ufo, monitoring us
a man comes in and starts yelling about something and whipping some of us
he says something about thomas jefferson and i mention his slaves and imply that he treated them poorly
images of cuts from getting whipped and being forced to bathe in hot wax fill my head
he gets really mad at me speaking out, i get up and sprint for the door
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i am hiding in an enlarged version of my living room and eventually sneak out to my garage
at this point i have somehow acquired the ability to become invisible and gotten a handgun (a very bulky p2000)
my mom comes out, fully equipped like she was about to raid some stuff with the swat team. she was also fatter than she is in real life, i believe
she rummages through more guns before going to a truck with a big gun mounted in the back, i can hear her cursing me this whole time
she leaves an mp7 and some other smg on the ground in our garage
i slowly shuffle towards the end of the garage, not wanting to make noise
[i don't actually remember shooting her, and the truck is gone by the end of the dream. as far as i know she never left the gatling gun thing in the back of the it, though]
a younger guy, like in his 20s, who looked just like satou from nhk with a bit of the husband from my neighbour's family mixed in came rushing out right at me (despite my invisibility) with a baseball bat, very visibly enraged
i shoot him, gore all in front of my face
finally, my grandma comes speeding into my driveway driving a champagne-coloured car that, earlier that day irl, i overheard in a parking lot a couple arguing over why the father should have picked "them" (probably kids) up early
i walk over to the driver's side door of her car, still with the p2000, right as it is finishing pulling in
she is on the phone, a nokia, and dressed in one of those weird furry scarves with an equally furry tan coat that ultra rich people are stereotyped as wearing (the whole thing reminded me of aunt agnes from annabelle's wish, which was my favorite movie growing up)
before she even hung up i shot her in the head and woke up
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I had a weird dream too, I was some kind of hero, like a Power Ranger, Me and other 6 guys (or 12 I can't be sure), were some kind of Hero team like the Power Rangers, except each one of us represented one of the 12 apostle, and I represented Jesus, strange right?.
In the other hand the bad guys were some kind of monster, but some with women appearance, each one represented one of the capital sins, here is were the plot get a bit weird.
For some reason (I think it was for fighting in public) we were sent to a jail, with Lust (one of the bad guys, a girl actually), They free us the next day. We worked for some kind of agency, and we had a boss, anyway, after they free us, we got a new boss.
The Plot Twist is my favourite part, so we got a new boss, The boss was a friend of us, and his assistant too, so again we start chasing the bad guys, the Seven Capital Sins, And here begins the conspiracy: It turns out that our boss was manipulating us, he has some kind of agreement with Devils (aka The bad guys aka, The seven capital sins), and his Assistant was the boyfriend of lust, so they were manipulating us in order to keep away from the bad guys, so we wouldn't able to capture them.
Just woke up.
So, all I remember is that my mother's dog had been taken by someone, who was holding it in her house, and she couldn't get it back, so I sighed as if I did this everyday, and stomped over to their house with a hammer. Broke the window on their door, stuck my arm in and unlocked it, and walked in. There were three women, a middle-aged one sitting with the dog on her lap, an old one in the corner, and a cute young one by the wall. I marched up the the one with the dog, told her to give me the dog or I'd hurt her, and got tackled by the young one. She was weak and light, so I pushed her up against the wall. The rest of the dream is just sex with the young woman.
I don't know why so many of my dreams are now sexual. It's weird.
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Was having a long and strange dream, but I never gained lucidity beyond that so most of it was lost to my memory when waking. Felt some intense fear from the two things I do remember somewhat from the dream. Thi perhaps also played a part in making remembering the rest of it difficult.
Anyways, the first thing worth mentioning the appearance of the "Wraith" dream character. This is an adult woman in her late 20's, early 30's with an grey to pale ghostlike appearance and dark holes where her eyes should be. There was a ghost woman who transformed into the Wraith briefly before turning back. This grabbed my attention. I was staring hard at the ghost woman after she did this. This is notable since when I'm feeling uneasy about a spooky character I usually want to ignore them. I had been ignoring her presence up until that point. As I was staring at her, it was almost as if she trying to ignore me now! After awhile she gave in and looked back into my eyes. It was an intense moment, but I didn't look away. I think the intensity of the emotional content is what woke me soon after.
The other thing was this boy pushing a giant wooden cross up some stairs. It wasn't even the main narrative occurring in the dream - some minor side plot. It was just so dramatic. It made me think it could work as the basis of a horror story. What a journaled was a rough outline of how it would go based on what happened in the dream. Wrote it right after waking, so excuse how poor the writing is.
>continued next post
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>>Faceless, ash grey, shirtless, teen-aged boy would push a large wooden cross up a flight of stairs. The stairs are like those found in an old farm house. The loud thud of the heavy wooden cross slamming down onto each rising step. You often wouldn't see the boy moving the cross. You'd see the boy standing near the bottom of the stairs. The cross a third to half way up on its side leaning against the wall. The loud banging of carrying the cross one step at a time would annoy people. They would tell themselves that the ghost was harmless. They grow angry with the cross as it makes its way up the stairs, so they shove it back down. The cross falling to its flat face slides down the stairs, thunk'ing and shh'ing as it goes. Sometimes the boy would be standing near the bottom. The sliding cross would reach him and he'd disappear as they collide. The boy and his cross had become more frequent. His pace up the stairs seemed to be increasing. Once night, the man living there pushed the cross down stairs with the boy standing near the bottom. As the cross came down and met him, a loud smack rang out. The sound of the boy's palm slapping down onto the cross and catching it. Stun, shock and fear permeated throughout the house. The boy began shoving the cross up the stairs at a fearsome pace. Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! Sometimes two steps at a time! Thu-Thunk! What will happen when he reaches the top?
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last night was a weird one. I don't remember much but I'll try and relay what few events I remember.
>in some sort of futuristic city/space station
>get on turbo lift with cute grill
>she starts making out with me
>I think she was a little older than me, had long hair, I felt like I was really attracted to her not just because she was cute but like she was someone I'd known for a long time
>get to top of lift, somehow know it's a museum
>bunch of other people there, they're my friends in this world
>"hey anon, wanna play the bee game?"
>"you pick which one has the bee on it, then you go to peru for the honey!"
>I see laid out in front a load of antique ceramics, chinese style with intricate drawings, from the collection of the museum we're in
>you have to find the one with a drawing of a bee
>this makes perfect sense to me, where else are you gonna go to get the honey? Peru of course
>girl finds the bee
>I'm in the mountains of peru now
>guy dressed in full black samurai armor explains something to me I don't remember what, hands me bow and arrows.
>Realise I've been in a video game this whole time, like an rpg and I had just finished the final mission
>now get to live the rest of my life in this open world hunting simulator as an archer class
>think to myself that this is a really comfy lifestyle
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That's really sad, I've been in the same situation except she's away at school now instead. It gets really lonely at work without someone like her to talk to, I might be going crazy
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I was on a Zelda fan-game, and I came across with a secret door (the narrator told me) and it became first person, it was clearly made with the Doom Engine, at this point the narrator stops talking, but he was talking about some 'Idotppening'02' (A hoax some guy did about Zelda AltP, which is not true I just dream it), so I crossed this secret door and it became a FPS, and I noticed I had a quest, apparently my quest was to kill some bosses, and I remember I was talking to my brother too.
I have a dagger now, and I can use magic, I have just one spell. (Fireball or something), now the game it's more like Hexen.
The first boss was a Werewolf I was going to kill him with my magic but I ran out of mana, I only did 5 of damage, so I tricked him and back-stabbed.
Second boss was an skeleton, very aggressive, I tried to sneak and back-stab him, but he noticed me, he was fast and had a dagger too, I used height as an advantage and won.
Last boss I remember was a Baby, strangely enough he was on my old home, he had a baby appearance, but man voice, and he was very aggressive, I beat him, and then I tried to destroy his head with the wall (it was an achievement), I broke him almost every bone and leaved.
And I found my sister, she was cutting cheese, and woke up.
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My dream was so anime I gotta share it. I'll also explain the setting the way I think it works (it was never explicity told but usually in dreams you know immediately what's going on)
I apologize for my rushed writing, I just woke up.
I was a shounen protagonist and lived with my mother in a japanese temple (not my real life mother but some anime woman inside my dream)
Basically everyone in this world had a spirit/god/demon and the most powerful rule the land. There's nothing like "This being is the most powerful and therefore god", no, it was very dynamic and it changed over the centuries. Some rulers very oppressive, others peaceful and just.
At first all gods start small and they only become stronger by training with their partners. Their partners eventually pass away and the gods are only able to train with them (so they stay at their powerlevel and can't improve) The gods are also immortal but when they free themselves from the bond with their partner, they get weak again. The bond stays even after the human died because the god may not be able to let go. And so it happened that the current ruler is a dragon god who is still unable to deal with the loss of his partner after centuries. Also he wants to prevent the world being taken over by an old enemy he defeated with his partner a hundred years ago.
Now here's what I dreamt: I was still in training to get stronger. No god had chosen to become my partner yet. I was really frustrated and gave up really quickly. The only ability I mastered was teleportation (which was apparantly rare)
I was training that with my teacher. He picks a card and keeps it. I have to teleport it to myself, look at it and say what card it is without him noticing. I try that and I somehow didn't get the card but his contract with a god and as it turns out, it was the evil guy the dragon defeated.
That evil god trained in secret at the temple, hiding as a teacher. Now that it's discovered, the evil guy and his god go up against the dragon and defeat him. The dragon then comes to me and tells me it's my fault but we can still fix it. He lets go of his old bond and becomes my partner. He tells me that I need to kill myself near the evil god in order to release enough power to defeat him.
And that's it.
Using marijuana absolutely inhibits dreaming.
I used to be a pothead back when, the week or so after I stopped smoking resulted in the most vivid dreams I've ever seen
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i've had some of the best (most .. intriguing?) dreams from DPH and DXM (never at the same time!). I wouldn't recommend it to anyone who doesn't have their shit together, though.
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h-how do i dream of her more?
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Put her into your unconscious somehow, I'd guess.
I stabbed someone in a dream once
I remember thinking he deserved it but as soon as I did it I felt really sick
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Nice.It took me a couple of hours to get the joke.
I had another dream a couple nights ago that I was a soldier for this US agency that exterminated beasts like the ones in this dream.
This time I was in a hotel, on the 5th floor, hunting any beasts that may be there- and boy was I in for it this time.
This beast wasn't like the others, it looked like giant maggot but had a head like a human fetus and about 2 feet in length and probably 6 inches in diameter. It was just birthed by a human and so its greyish/pinkish body was covered in blood. I remember seeing it's birth somehow, and within seconds of entering the world it started killing, it would jump into it's prey's body and just destroyed them from the inside almost instantly.
So I was standing in a hallway on the 5th floor, the scene cut to a view of it being birthed and then it killing everyone in that room, then I was back to my view in the hallway, it smashed through the wall and I quickly realized this was no ordinary beast, somehow I knew it was invulnerable to my weapons (I had some kind of handgun), so I started running. I ran so franticly and for so long it felt like hours. It was chasing me the entire time. Eventually I ended up Syria running through some ragtag rebel base, I was running and screaming trying to warn everyone. It was still chasing me and killing everyone in its path. I finally lost it when I came to a river towards the end of the base and jumped in a small rowboat with two other men in it.
We calmly drifted down the river for what felt like a very long time. After a bit we were in the Amazon jungle. One of the men kept trying to speak to me in a language I couldn't understand.
Then the scene cut a sort of press conference being given by the head of the agency I worked for, she was a blond white woman with thick black rimmed glasses in a very professional manner stating that she would be sending a large task force of agents to the hotel to get the situation under control.
Then I woke up.
Like 15 minutes later I went back to sleep and now I was back in the hotel with a team of people, again we were on the 5th floor. We had to get down through the stairwell but we were blocked in by civilians for some reason, I don't remember much of this dream unfortunately. I do remember hearing bits and peaces of radio chatter stating that president trump has declared martial law and the whole area is under quarantine, and there were fears of the whole area just being nuked.
These dreams are interesting for me for two reasons,
Firstly, I've never had two separate dreams have continuity between them like this before so I thought that was cool.
Secondly, seeing the beast born was interesting because that very day my sister gave birth to a healthy baby girl. I wonder if this means something? or just a coincidence.
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I had a dream (or nightmare) that I was talking to this girl that I'm chasing. In response to something I said, she went "yeah, you should show that to my boyfriend!" I kind of wanted to die right there on the spot. I've never been so relieved to realize that a dream was only a dream.
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I had this dream the other day where I transformed into a artist that I like and I played at a huge venue full of people and even after messing up and forgetting the words it felt so good and I remember this one part I was walking out from doing the show and walking through doors I held the door open for a lady and she said, I didn't think people were respectful and and thank you. I just said your welcome and thank you and we walked away.
As he's covered in blood and is obviously beaten, here comes back the girl. I'm immediately shunned away by her and she forgets all about me to care for him. I knew what was going to happen from here on out. Then suddenly I start to realize I almost just killed him and I was emotionally messed up at the moment. I was going through a lot of mental problems in this dream as well and thinking about my life outside of the dream around this time period of my age. Which is why I'm pretty sure I was 20 years old in it. A lot of problems I was having with myself was similar to what I was going through around that time. Anyways back to the dream. I decided that I seriously needed some help since I almost killed this guy, so I make my way towards the school's counselors office.
She was the same school counselor I had in real life. We sat down and started talking. I started trying to explain, but the problems I was explaining to her were the problems I have in real life right now on top of what had just happened to me in the school. So it somewhat didn't even make sense. Not soon after I started to tell her about me beating "Mark" really badly. She came over to start to give me a hug, I could see down her shirt at her cleavage. She noticed me looking and proceeded to give me the hug. Only to afterwards show me her boobs. This is where things started to really affect me. She started to slowly back up from me as she was going to cover herself back up. Something came over me and I just reached for them to feel them. I then get really nervous about what I did and tell her I'm sorry that I just couldn't help myself. She then proceeded to take off her panties in from me saying "This is what you want, isn't it?". I literally only got to have sex with her for maybe two minutes. Then there was a knock on the door as well as people outside trying to assume what was happening by talking about it which I could hear. She at first ignored it and let me continue. Then told me to go ahead and get up that we could continue later. I then was sitting back out in the lobby and you had a bunch of other students and staff basically eyeballing her. It was making me feel very uncomfortable. I pretty much sat in this chair feeling self-pity once again. Not knowing what direction to take. It was a very surreal dream. I probably didn't convey the experience well enough in these two posts. But they were definitely very realistic to me.
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I had a dream this morning about shipping out for the military. I was back with my jrotc group and all I was getting were dirty looks for not being in basic yet. We were getting ready for a run and I remember my cc telling us that we're going to "drive on through" as we were running through a gate near my home.
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I was watching Lost, and Jack and the others were launching an assault on some other group on another island, which they reached by submarine. They entered a facility similar to a level from the new Doom or Doom 3, and at this point it turned into an FPS that I was playing. I had a tacticool M4 and shot many enemies, and then realized that the room I was in was actually a game store, with the lights turned off. Someone or something told me I shouldn't steal anything, but I figured that since I had already killed a bunch of people I may as well rob them too. It seems that even in a dream my moral compass is never wrong.
I wanted a PS4 (which I'm also looking to get in real life), but I couldn't find one. There were also other items of interest like a Sega Saturn and some controllers, but I kept focusing on the PS4. The store at some point became lit and an employee appeared. I asked her about a PS4, but it seems like they were out of stock. I also became aware that I would have to wake up and leave for work soon, but I could keep whatever I was carrying. In the end for some reason I didn't take anything, and as time ran out I woke up. The time limit in the dream seemed to correspond to when I would wake up to the alarm.
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I never dream or "just never remember" my dreams if you wanna be that kinda guy. I just pass out and I remember the last thing I was doing right before my memory shut off.
I have chronic visual snow and a couple days ago I had some closed-eye hallucinations about bugs until I fell asleep. I can also consistently see "form constant" after a couple minutes after I lay down and close my eyes. Also, sometimes I get a great 'zen' vibe when I feel good. Anyone else get this shit?
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Been a little while since I posted here!
Had an interesting and cool dream recently. I can't remember all the little details, but I got caught up in a cartel turf war and had to fight a bunch of guys. I'm not a fighter at all, but in the dream I was breaking chairs and beating up dudes with the legs. It was like a serious Jackie Chan movie and I loved it.
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I had a dream about a Ghost party.
I was in the School, college, I'm not really sure, I was with a friend, and there were some girls, so we were trying to act cool, and it worked, they called us to have launch with them.
"Oh Anon you're so Kakoii (TL Note: Cool), why don't both of you come to our party this night in X's houses"
The party was at night, so we came to the direction, it was really dark and far from the school/college, when we finally arrived, there was a suspicious person, I hid behind an old truck, I don't remember what happens to my partner, so finally I arrived, now the house looks like the nexus from Yume Nikki or something similar, I enter, and there was the party, everybody is having fun, I go to the second floor and just now I start to realize it, this is my house, in the second floor I find an old classmate, (from real life), he was drinking with a girl I think, I think he's the one who told me this is a Ghost Party, the girl with him was a ghost, and most of the people here are ghost too, things get a bit confusing after this point, there was a MILF ghost who was guiding me, the doors in this place are really small, so I had to drag me just to be able to enter to another room. There some ghosts I can see and other I can't, those ones posses objects, and get very upset when they're used, the MILF ghost was guiding me, so I don't make those ghosts angry, I was getting desperate, I needed to use the bathroom, but Ghosts won't let me, they won't let me go outside too.
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I finally found a bathroom, and now I'm exploring the house (my house) the MILF was talking to me all this time, telling me things about the ghost, etc, in the rooftop there was an strange object, I think it was a plushie, anyway, I found an exit, from outside everything was normal at first, I start walking and encounter random stuff, aside for that everything looks just normal.
The ending: Close to my house there was a company building, I go up to the stairs, there was a small puddle of water, nobody can see it, but there was a Ghost in there, looks like he was agonizing, the people who worked here helped people to drive away the ghosts from their houses, I find a lady, I told her my problem and she takes me to last floor, here I encounter a young woman, the president of the company, I told her my problem, and she recognizes me, she remembers my mother, I came here with her 8 years ago, I remember it too, she gives me some amulets and tell me she'll help.
then I wake up.
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last night I was this robot camel jockey and I was at a big party (strangely like the city in the OP pic now that I'm looking at it) and I was going up to people and the camel was brushing them in the face with its nose and mouth
After work I typically watch a couple episodes of some anime, and then go to bed. Well, lately I've been watching School Days, and I'm a few episodes in, and the subject of kissing is starting to be made a big deal within the show. It's set in high school, as 90% of anime are.
So there's a girl I had a big crush on at work, and I've been getting over her lately, but anyway, last night I had a dream that I was at some odd blend of a high school and a workplace similar to mine. A male coworker who I like but don't get to talk to that much had bought a small airplane with a polished bare metal chassis that had gotten rusty and pitted over the years, but the plane was supposed to be fully functional. (I had dinner at a restaurant that was vintage aviation themed a couple of days ago) So I'm out on a grassy knoll where the plane is parked, talking with him about it and enjoying the warm sun and cool breeze outside of this school/work place, when Victoria walks up (the girl I like[d]).
We all talk for a minute, but I'm feeling awkward and uncomfortable around her as usual, and so I get up to leave (she already has a boyfriend IRL so I never wanted to actually pursue) and she gets up, too. She doesn't follow me, but says loudly enough for me to hear that she's going to "spin around like a propeller" and I look back to see her starting to twirl.
She twirls over to my direction, laughing as her hair (which she ALWAYS has bunched up in a short folded-ponytail sort of arrangement) unfurls itself, and she crashes into me. My stomach and chest tighten as I try to avoid inadvertently molesting her as we fall, and I end up with my back in the grass, and her now-loose hair sheltering our views of each other's faces as we came to a rest. Her eyes are smiling down at me, and she brings her big toothy smile to my lips. The guttural reaction you get when you're kissing someone you love started in my stomach, which freed it from its clenching defense, and it swelled up like a wave to smooth the knot in my chest, freeing my head to experience what was happening, and I began to kiss back. Sensing this, twice more she kissed me with that smile on her face, before I wove both of my hands into the smooth hair behind her ears, and pulled her face back, closer to mine. This time, I kissed her, and it wasn't the kind of kiss that said, "You're mine", it was the kind that said, "I love you." Then I woke up.
I thought about it for a minute, and realized it's been 6 or 7 years since I really kissed a girl (one obnoxious fat girl kissed me out of the blue a couple years ago, but I really don't count that, and wish I didn't remember it just now.
I've never had someone to dream about like that
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Being in love is pretty wonderful, but also pretty frustrating and distracting. I wish I was okay with being alone.
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Had an interesting dream last night.
I was an urban explorer with a few friends (I was also a girl, but more on that later), and we did cross-country tours of abandoned buildings. In practice it felt more like Scooby Doo hijinx but whatever.
We went to this really tall office building out in the country. They only kept some lights on for the first few floors, and the rest were totally dark. Me and the urbex friends checked out the first couple floors thinking it would be cool to see some monsters or something. After checking the first couple, the other girl in the group (who sort of resembled Velma) wanted to go check out one of the last floors with lights on by herself for some reason, and Fred and Shaggy wanted to go all the way to the top.
Fred and Shaggy decided to go exploring at the very top floor, which was completely dark. I wanted to go back to ground floor, but for some reason the elevator got stuck on a middle and when it opened I could feel this super dread from how dark the whole floor was. Luckily nothing happened besides my anxiety and I went back to the ground floor. I met with Velma who had no issues coming back down by herself.
Then we went to a hospital? where Fred and Shaggy got seriously hurt from the office building and were covered in casts. Apparently when they tried to go back down they took a mining lift(?) that was there. It accelerated too fast going down and miraculously didn't die, so there's that.
Also had a short interlude where we were going to a beach party and I thought we were going to have swimsuits. I decided to take the opportunity to wash my car while I had my swimsuit on, but when I showed up to the beach party everybody had suits on and I looked really out of place.
Usually my dreams aren't influenced by the things I've read or seen before sleep. But this one, unusually was. The majority of this dream was animated, as I remember anime hair and anime eyes very specifically. That was influenced by me re-watching the Daicon animations. The concept of tension with semi-organic robots used as slaves or servants was definitely inspired by me checking some stuff on Blade Runner.
I remember being in a forested area with a river. Some people were upset with this guy, for unclear reasons. Later, I was informed the person had transformed into a monkey in order to evade this upsetness against him. It turns out people were upset with him teaching the local animals how to catch and eat shrimp from the river, which was changing the local ecology. There was some plotless portion of me just feeling wet and in the river and seeing what he was showing animals, which was to pull the tails off of shrimp, and stuff. Later, someone asked me if I could kill the monkey, and I said "sure!"
But, I had other plans. I instead looked for an airgun that could fire metal pellets, in a place reminiscent of Home Depot. I found one, and the pellets were in a chain like a chain gun, though the chain looked like a bicycle chain. I remember my mother telling me I'd have to oil the chain, and I had to apply mineral oil on it with my fingers, and my fingers were oily for a while after.
I came out into the forest again and tried aiming for the monkey, but he was too fast, and I wandered over to the same side of the river he was on. Eventually he passed by me and said "Hey, you were going to shoot me!" And I told him my plan, "Yeah, only to shoot you on the ass so you'd notice me and I could tell you people are annoyed with you." Then we went our ways.
I later remember being told that that person originally was a fish. A local biologist had turned a fish into a human, then given him the ability to turn into a monkey at will.
There was a plotless part of the dream where he passed by as a human, but with his entire upper body above his legs turned into a desktop computer. A really ugly gaming desktop, too. I remember being scared and falling back, but he laughed, or something. It didn't seem to have any effect on any of the dream occurring afterward, though, as he was never implied to be part-robotic in any way other than this.
After some exposition which I've forgotten, I remember being in space, about to land on the moon. There was this moonbase that was used by scientists to explore using intelligent robots as servants, but a decade ago (or some similar period of time) every scientist mysteriously died, either committing suicide or killing each other. I was sent as part of the first investigation crew, as this was all kept hushed up and untouched for that decade.
We entered into the base, which had more rooms underground than above ground, and were immediately welcomed by someone human-looking. A woman with red hair, who was extremely cheerful and excited in her welcoming of us. It felt kinda like being welcomed into a theme park somewhat too enthusiastically. She had the appearance as if nothing was wrong and everything was fine, totally ignoring, or pretending to ignore, that we were the first humans there in years.
Most of this scientific station was well-maintained, with things looking clean, taken care of, presumably by the robots (the dream actually leaves vague how robotic or how organic they are, while at least indicating they look organic on the outside) all these years. Me, and pretty generic investigators with me explore. Later I somehow gain the knowledge that some bacteria (or virus) influenced the final actions of the scientists, after infecting them. Anyone and every investigator who had entered the space station was infected now too, though without any symptoms yet. This heavy tension was in the air: was this novel bacteria strain caused by the servants? It felt related to them in some way.
In any case, we seemed to be in the recreation portion of the habitat. We walked into an area simulating a pine forest of the pacific northwest, one of the less wet parts of it, at least. Next to a cabin, a woman (servant) with glasses and very dark blonde hair was ahead of us. She had been somewhat ahead of us, usually barely in sight, the whole way. She was clearing the vents of the space station, which had filled with dust in the previous years: we were the first humans to breathe air on the station in quite a while. She was doing so by controlling more obvious robots as if controlling parts of her own body, though, wirelessly. Some robots were abstract, some robots were animal-shaped: I remember one looking abstractly like an armadillo. And she used those to push the dust to areas where we'd be less likely to breathe it in, trying to predict where we'd go next, so she could clean those areas before we got there.
I remember then the same person who could transform into a monkey was there with me: he must've been part of the investigation crew. We were at some paved area in the biome room, and I saw he had a skateboard, so I asked him to teach me how to skate, which he attempted to do, but I didn't succeed in learning. Sometime then, I realised there was an affinity between him and the servants. I thought, "Oh god, was the process the biologist used with him similar to any processes used to create the servants?" This was the first event to explicitly link both halves of the dream together.
I made my way to a videocall room, which was perhaps somewhat holographic and 3D (the dream was still animated though). I called the biologist, who was apparently in orbit around the moon at that time. In talking to her, I noticed she looked exactly like the red-headed servant from before. She then noticed, too, to her great alarm. We both noticed that the servants all either looked extremely generic or very specific. Extremely specific, as if exactly like certain humans. She said she was coming right over to land, to which I said, "No! Don't land!" because I didn't wish for more people to get infected by this bacteria of unknown effect.
I'm reminded now, that no remains of any scientists were found during the investigation. Only some of their items and notes, and very few, at that.
I remember making my way out of the videocall room to a room close to where she would land her spacecraft, worrying.
She came up from a ramp to my side and beneath me, surprising me, but she had prepared. She was in a small but thick and heavy mech: small in that her arms were in its arms, her legs in the mech's legs. There was a clear dome in which I could see her face and some of her shoulders. She was using this airtight mech to not come in contact with the bacteria.
Soon, a yellow, toony, stretchy, anime cat, very similar to the one in this videohttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlLhw1mtCFA
came out, approaching her, saying, "Natasha, Natasha!" in an excited way. I felt surprised and scared. The biologist gave it a huge-ass punch in the face, and it quickly waddled away, out of sight.
The last thing I remember in this dream was being shown an aerial view of the station, which was shaped like a backwards L, or the J-shape in Tetris. I was at the top of the J, labeled Site A, recreation area. I was told, if there was any hope to find more data on what happened, it'd be at Site B, at the opposite side of the J. Site B was labeled robots.txt as it was where we hoped to find an important document the scientists worked on, and that was their main research lab.
I remember I now feared traversing the interior of the station, so we were trying to figure out how to travel on the outside of the station from Site A to Site B.
Then the dream ends.
>>1002>small but thick and heavy mech
Hell of a dream, anon. Very dream-like. Good one. I hope I have a dream sometime soon, too. Maybe not today though, because I just watched a pretty scary horror movie.