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 No.1104[Last 50 Posts]

Everyone passing by must post a dream

-sitting around waiting for some people to show up at a friend's house.
-they finally show up, but don't really want to play the game i was hoping to play.
-they just watch tv instead.
-"Man, fuarrrk this." i decide to leave out of boredom.
-it's a sunny day and i take a walk outside, and for a reason unbeknownst to me am carrying a garden hose.
-i can't bring myself to put down the hose, so i decide to put it to use.
-every plant in my path i point the hose at. trees, shrubs, grass, everything.
-come to a daycare center, where a little kid is playing with a hose by himself.
-he sprays and laughs at me, so i spray him back harder, which makes him stop.
-i walk around the playground, wetting all the plants in sight.
-the kid starts doing it too, but stays there when i leave.
-i find myself on a shady sidewalk, where there is a large paper bag lodged in the dirt.
-i reach to see what's in the bag, and a cat's paw comes out.
-i can tell that someone is underground beneath the cat, moving the cat's paws like a puppet.
-i reach deep into the bag to try and pull out the person holding the cat, but pull out the cat instead.
-it's black with white spots. i set it down and it runs off.
-whoever is underground has retreated, staying out of sight.
-i briefly consider using the hose to try and flood them out, but become aware that the hose is only dripping.
-the hose has become tangled in my walk around the block.
-i walk back and round a corner to find some people standing and laughing.
-they are poking fun at what happened to my hose, which is fairly tangled with several kinks.
-one of them offers to help when i spot the real problem, which is a balloon-size clog in the hose that looks nearly ready to burst.
-i'm fearful of the hose bursting, and realize that the spicket is too far away to turn off immediately.
-trying to think fast about what to do.
-end
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 No.1106

>>1104
>Everyone passing by must post a dream

Last night I dreamed my ex (who I still miss) was blowing me. Without noticing, she had put some kind of rubber band around the base of my penis and the pressure was making me bigger. She teabagged me and my dick got so big I was able to fit the tip in my mouth quite comfortably.

You said "everyone" and that's the only one I remembered this morning.

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 No.1110

>>1106
So your friend t-bagged you with your own sack?
dafuq

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 No.1112

been having bad dreams lately. Other day I dreamed the name marker got changed on a zeemaps location from screen name to real name. can't remember much else

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 No.1113

>>1110
naw just that the tip of my dick could reach my mouth comfortably without even straining. I often have dreams where I can do this.

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 No.1115

I had to convince my dead father that he was dead, and the he should gewt in the coffin as soon as possible. After some drama, he accepted. The priest tried to charge us double because "it's a second time funeral", so we pushed him to the bottom of the grave and put the coffin on top of him so he wouldn't be able to get out.

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 No.1116

I had a dream that i was chasing around the ghost of my friends dead father in his house. then i spent the 2nd half of the dream trying to convince him.

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 No.1119

>>1113
nice...

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 No.1120

>>1119
I know, why wake up right?

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 No.1122

Dreamed that we built some kind of human centipede only that penises were chained together instead of mouth and asshole. Whenever someone new was chained to this centipede he had to ejaculate on the person in front of him. Someone complained about him being cold. I felt a bit guilty in this dream, because it was fun to ejaculate onto the one before me and also because I looked forward to being ejaculated on myself. I felt guilty, because I thought it to be gay, which I am not.

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 No.1123

I dreamed i was using a well. It was quite exhausting to haul up the bucket and the well was quite deep. I was surprised that I knew how to use a well [so well], because I never used one in real life. This is another dream there I felt like I gained a new experience without ever doing the actual thing.

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 No.1124

I sometime turn my dreams into soykafty poems here is one

I walk down the street
Lined by trees
coming from the playground
I was told something I need to know
no details, just basics
just, she’s mad at me
and where I need to be.

I keep walking
anthropomorphic fog blocking my view
I can’t see far
So I come closer
See a picnic coming into view
And there she sits
on the other side of it
indian style
legs crossed
arms crossed
looking at me
angrily.

I hate to see her like that
I almost pass her by
I don’t know why
I realize what I’m doing
I turn around put my hand on her shoulder
start to sit down across from her
ready to talk
ready to make everything better.

then my world evades me
everything escapes me
all gone
everything faded into white
decomposing into nothing
back to reality
laying in my bed, again
it was flawed enough to be perfect
I almost did it
so close
I almost did it
something almost worked
I almost made everything work.

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 No.1125

Last night I dreamed I embarrassed this guy who's been antagonizing me, like completely dragged him. It was pretty fun, but when I woke up I got depressed again.
>>1124
hey alright

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 No.1130

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I keep having a repeating dream where I am sitting in my house, having a conversation or doing something else mundane, and I have telekinesis. Usually it's these little lego circles and the conversation turns to my powers. They seem normal to me but the other person always pressures me to lift larger or more things until I'm struggling and then the deam ends.

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 No.1131

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*I dreamed about sleeping into a gigantic cramped dormitory where bunk beds where made of 4 or 5 beds. I saw whole families walking in and out of the building. [...]

*I saw one of my best friend with a black leather jacket. I yell at him "HEY BOSS". He looks very sad but deny when I ask him. Then I see a somewhat fat dude in the same leather jack walking outside. I misunderstood him for another friend, whom I met right after with again the same jacket.

*I hunt down horses with a axe to get their meat. Then I'm in my bedroom with like 6 unknown peoples smoking mare milk hookah. We're waiting for someone to check in and laugh at the idea of him seeing us doing what we do.

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 No.1133

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I can only remember fragments:

I'm at a coworker's party in a room similar the one pictured. I'm actually enjoying myself and talking to everyone. Afterwards I tell someone how much I enjoyed it, how I didn't feel nervous.

In another part, I'm lying in a bed with my ex. She's asking me how I've been since we talked last. There's a strong feeling of comfort, of affection.

There's a huge storm coming and I'm standing in front of a window. I try to cover it as best I can as the storm gets worse outside.

Then I wake up.

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 No.1134

>running away with a pal from some kind of witch thingy
>fugging colourful world
>stuff looks happy and soykaf
>im scared because that witch is hunting me down
>Struggling to run - it somehow doesnt work quite well
>ohsoykafohsoykaf im scared
>see a slide
>use the slide
>it ends in a bathtub full of bees/wasps

That was a fugging terrible nightmare

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 No.1135

dreamt I was working in a store and was told by a friend to keep an eye on her stupid amount of pet reptile types, they all escaped, some died, some were eaten by others. She didn't care as I panicked about it. Then I woke up.

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 No.1143

>>1135
She's using you

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 No.1180

i had an apartment or hotel room in this strange convoluted building. the walls, ceiling and floors were all white, and the ceiling was sloped at odd angles. there were counters, tables, benches, etc. built into the walls and the design seemed rather cramped. it seemed familiar to me; a similar setting may have featured in a dream i don't remember. i was trying to find a way into my room, but i kept getting lost in convoluted hallways. i took a picture of an area with my phone so that i could remember it, and someone started yelling at me for being a creep.

then i was trying to sneak into a hospital, which was attached to the hotel/apartment building. there were two doctors walking around, one a short young-looking blonde lady and the other a tall brown-haired man. i had a book whose cover was made of a green sweater-like material -- it was a criticism of psychiatry. i said that i would teach them about the authors' arguments when we got to the hospital.

i walked into the mental ward of the hospital and saw a stoner-looking guy viewing pepe memes at the front desk. the ward had dirty grey floors and unpleasant fluorescent lighting, and each patient was sectioned into a small wooden cubicle with no doors. i noted that someone i'd read about in the book was here: an asian woman whose face was deformed and covered in turquoise blotches, as if she were wearing a blue clay mask. her name was lily jo, and apparently she used to be a famous singer. i walked past a tall, thin woman who was naked and streaked with paint; she was screaming in a high pitched voice. someone told me that she screamed all day and night. although these scenes should have been disturbing, i had little emotional response to them.

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 No.1258

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I don't remember very many of my dreams, and when I do I don't remember much of them.

Last night's dream was pleasant though; I remember going outside and seeing a lot of caprimulgiforms (I live in the pacific northwest where there are only a couple nightjars during the summer and they're not in my area); specifically I saw nightjars, potoos, and frogmouths outside my house. I realized it didn't make any sense but was so caught up with seeing them that I didn't care.

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 No.1259

Last night I dreamed I was with some people, a girl and two guys.
I don't remember much of the details, I just remember we were in a sort of dark house. I don't remember either what I was doing when my cellphone (I don't even have one irl btw) rang and as I answered a male voice (and I could visualize the person on the other side) said a word, something like "nfomb".
At that moment the girl who was in front of me reacted and said "NO!" and tried to stop me from talking to this person. I just left the room and closed the door so not to be bothered.
Speaking with this person on the phone, I found out that nfomb was apparently some sort of ultimate drug. Something that lasts an instant but it's kind of an instant of absolute bliss and pleasure and that just by trying it once you became completely addicted.
So this person apparently had problems because he couldn't find any more of it. While he was saying that and describing how he got it by accident some random images came to my mind and the next thing we were all trying it that drug. There was no preamble, it was like we were just suddenly hit by it. Then the girl and the two guys next to me fell sick. The drug was so addicting that right after using it you felt sick for not having it.
The two guys eventually died and I woke up soon after that

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 No.1260

Dreamed about snakes. Lot and lot of snakes on my way, of all sizes and colors. That's all I can remember.

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 No.1263

Last night I dreamed that I was on a road trip and we had CB contact with Chelsea Poe and a bunch of other people who were on some kind of bikes, and they all sailed out of a mountain tunnel that opened into midair like they were on Star Wars speeder bikes or something. If you don't know who she is, you'll be even more mystified after you look it up.

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 No.1296

The other night, I had a dream that I found a laboratory out in the wilderness and plugged myself into their computer. After dicking around for a little while in virtual reality, the computer said to me, "You're too retarded to have gotten in here. You're too retarded to get out. Let me help you with that." I woke up moments after it said that.

Maybe I'm not supposed to be attempting lucid dreaming.

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 No.1298

Just lucid dreamed for the first time about an hour ago. I kind of lucid dreamed a few days ago but I didn't have much control over my body then.

>Dreaming about some soykaf I can't remember.
>Wake up and decide to try lucid dreaming.
>Can't do it so I get up to go get some breakfast.
>Dick around in the kitchen until I decide to go get my laptop.
>Go into my room.
>Think "Wait a minute this isn't my room."
>Realize I'm dreaming.
>Dick around my house while dreaming while occasionally spinning around to stay in the dream.
>After like 3 minutes I eventually wake up when I'm spinning because I hear my irl fan waking me up.
Then.
>Dick around on the internet for 30 minutes.
>Decide to try lucid dreaming again.
>I'm the kind of person to 'think myself to sleep'.
>At some point realize I'm not really thinking, but my mind is simply visualizing random soykaf for me like gallons of chocolate milk and whatnot.
>Meanwhile I can still feel my body in bed.
>Can't get back to sleep so I come here and post this.

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 No.1299

>>1298
Also some things of note I wanted to point out to see if anyone else feels this way:
>While dreaming things had little to no detail. For example a roll of toilet paper would be a white blob instead of an actual roll of toilet paper that has a clear brown paper hole in the middle.
>It also felt like I had tunnel vision. I was walking through my living room which is pretty big but I couldn't see the rest of the room unless I actually turned my head and looked around.
>When I woke up it felt like I was already awake like 10 minutes ago. I wasn't groggy or anything.
>Also the dream feels more like a memory than a 'dream'. Like you know how most of the time you forget parts of dreams? Or remember them out of sequence? This was different. I have a vivid memory of the dream that has correct sequence and even feels like it was around 3-4 minutes long.

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 No.1301

>>1299
I can relate to all four.
Recently I stopped writing on my dream journal out of laziness and stopped remembering my dreams almost entirely, so I don't recommend it.

How's that about spinning to stay in the dream?

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 No.1302

>>1301
>How's that about spinning to stay in the dream?
Supposedly it helps a lot of people stay in the dream longer if they think they're about to wake up. It worked pretty good for me until I started hearing my irl fan but I think I just gave up at that point so it might have worked if I kept spinning.

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 No.1318

I dreamed about getting high. Not sure on what.

I was with this girl I know. We were on a date in the context of the dream, walking around a shopping plaza
She kept popping pills. I asked her why.
She said they were pills she got from her dad that make her feel wavy.

I took some and had a noticeably different feeling in my dream. I was very relaxed with this subtle, wavy feeling - like being gently hit by waves at the beach, or feeling the flow of water

Strange thing is, I don't know what the pills are supposed to be.
Closest I can point to is taking Ativan an hour after smoking weed

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 No.1321

>>1104
Dreamt I was sitting on a little towel in the shade at Lake Braies trading sweet nothings with a 10/10.
We loved each other very much, and we sat close enough to the water for particularly strong waves to come within inches of our toes.

The sky was punctuated by a bright green aurora and the constellations were spinning on their own individual axis as they moved. Two Bf-110s flew over every so often.

I woke up when she mentioned an oncoming storm and that we should probably "head back".

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 No.1322

>>1321
That's pretty dreamy even for dream standards

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 No.1325

I was fighting alonside Attila and his son dhengezik to defend holy hedgehog children at an old castle. Suddenly more enemys surfaced behind me out of a fountain.....

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 No.1327

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I had 4 or 5 really odd dreams glued together but I can't remember them anymore. I didn't have time to write them down or even go over them in the morning. All I can recall now is a dock, animals, a bath, and two false awakenings. I really hate it when this soykaf happens.

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 No.1328

This morning i had a dream that was so wtf that i winded it back like a vcr and experienced it again because it was so bizarre

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 No.1336

>>1318
Dreamed about getting high again
This time it was weed and the mellow feeling was clearly related to that drug, at least in my mind

The whole thing was very nostalgic about carefree days smoking the devil's lettuce
Even the way my friends acted, where we did it and how, was all close to reality

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 No.1341

I had a dream that I was a young girl in some huge labyrinth type mansion. It kind of reminded me of that one mid level area in Tera, except it was deserted in my dream and I kind of just walked around looking through rooms. All I really remember from the rooms is there being a lot of overflowing bookcases, and potions on random tables, and the carpets and drapes looked old and rugged. The whole place looked pretty unkempt and disorganized.
Eventually I started walking up a set of large stone staircases that spiraled up the walls and had landings at each turn. At some point I turned around to see a girl behind me. She said something that I can't remember, and in response I smiled and told her not to worry, and kept walking up the stairs away from her.

Pretty uneventful.

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 No.1342

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--start of dream--
-arrive in new city after traveling
-find out everyone is in panic
-they're in panic because "The end" has started to consume them
-"The end" is basically a wall of black blocks that reflect no light that reaches to the sky
-every so often a new block will appear slowly building up a layer of the wall
-go to check it out
-see man inspecting the blocks closely
-block appears right where he is standing,making him disappear lnstantly
-everyone screams
-I try to escape the town only to find out that we are surrounded by the blocks. perhaps we are the only thing left not consumed by them
-everyone goes to the middle of town and huddles crying because there's nothing they can do
-blocks grow closer day by day
-still huddled together
-suddenly a bunch of men charge at the block
-as soon as they touch them they disappear out of thin air
-another day passes
-blocks are 50 footsteps away
-decide I'm done
-run towards the block
-people behind me.are crying and shouting "no! please don't!"
-continue
-jump head first towards them
-suddenly field of vision is consumed with the color purple
-wake up after a minute of this
--end of dream--
I don't understand.

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 No.1343

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It was my first lucid dreaming by 4 hours technique.

>train
>something made me turn my head back
>saw myself in a mirror, realized that I am controlling dream
>I could recall all the memories from my normal life
>wanted to go through the wall, but remember that some anon from LD forum said it feels very weird
>there was gorgeous girl sitting near
>hugged her, closed my eyes and then I kissed her
>I opened my eyes, but I saw my bed (sleeping on belly)
>I couldn't move a bit, because I was still feeling her body
>probably best moment in my life

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 No.1344

>>1341
I never dreamt being something other than myself. Looks like it'd be fun to become lucid in one of those.

>>1342
Pretty.

>>1343
How's the 4 hours technique?
Best of luck having more dreams like that.

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 No.1348

>>1344
Thank you.
I forgot what is "official" name of this, but it's rather simple to explain.
Stop your dreaming after 4 hours, for one hour do everything to be fully awoken and go to bed.
In my case I wasn't thinking about getting lucid dream, something just interrupted my sleep.
Remember that this technique can not be enough, it's all about mental preparation and awareness.

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 No.1349

>>1348
Oh I remember that one, I think it's called wake back to sleep. It was the historical top post on the subreddit about lucid dreams, the guy explained you should wake up for 30 mins, not turn on the lights and write down what you want to dream, then go back to sleep. It worked for a lot of people.

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 No.1356

so my friend was for some reason at my house and he apparently lived there, and this particular day he was going to bring one of his friends around.
his friend was allergic to cats so i had to take my pet cat with me to somewhere. I left the house with my cat in one of those shopping bags and i walked around a bit until i found a small tower-like thing where people were doing bungee jumping in the middle of the street. there was tons of plastic rope and it was like one of those electricity towers except like 5 metres high.
i continue walking down the road and there are all these people walking down the main road and i have to get to the other side to put my cat somewhere. i try and push through the croud and eventually i put my cat in some kind of locker. i went to buy some food and they were selling food in the same building so i go ahead and buy something (dont remember what) and they give me a plastic bag full of balloons and on the front of the bag it says "Congratulations" and then i woke up.

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 No.1357

I had a dream that I was traveling with a group in a minivan on a mountain. Didn't know everyone but I felt I did know them.

We got to this plain area and got out and a dragon came down from the sky. They got their shields and swords out and I had nothing. AllI felt was I needed to fight so I ran up, jumped and flew really high. And I came back down and slammed my fist into the dragon's head, forcing it to fall down on it's face.

I woke up. And now I'm confused.

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 No.1358

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i dreamt i was at some kind of cottage with my mother and an elderly man. the atmosphere was very pleasant: bright and sunny. there was a huge wooden deck attached to the cottage, and there were many brightly coloured insects on it. as i looked more closely at the insects i realized that they were tiny versions of mandarin ducks. i then noticed full-sized mandarin ducks in a pond in the yard.

later, there were some teenagers having a pool party in the neighbors' backyard. the elderly man was annoyed by this and started yelling at them over the fence. he was talking about how he was a developer in the early age of video games and invented the mechanical keyboard. i found this amusing.

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 No.1371

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Just woke up:
I was at some event for my high school, and all the people from my class were there, almost as if I were still in school there.
I had some private meeting with the principal of the school, and my motive was to take a picture of his (as well as my own) knee.
He started being an asshole to me, so I took out a glock (that I don't have) and shot him in the knee, 4 times. He died.
The gun wasn't loud at all, and the holes could barely be seen (he wasn't bleeding), so I just took a picture of his knee.
Then a cop showed up, and I wasn't phased one bit as he questioned who killed this guy. I just left while he was talking to me
As I walked out, a couple of my friends from high school were there, and the looked at me as if they knew but they weren't going to tell anybody. Maybe they heard the (nonexistent) shots
Somehow I realized that I took 3 quarters from him, and I found another quarter on the ground and felt really accomplished that I completed the set

So when I walked out of this building (I couldn't recognize any part of it, but somehow felt that I knew it), I walked past a bunch of people playing basketball, and some others just standing around. I normally wouldn't talk to these people, and I didn't (finally, something normal)
By the time I walked down a hill, it seemed like everybody knew about what happened. Faculty and staff were the most struck by it; they were crying a lot.
Most of the students were fine with it (he was always kind of annoying), but the "whodunnit" vibe was still there.
I played my cool, felt like everything was going to be alright, talked to a few people (this was some tented area on a grassy field, with decorations that made it look almost fancy)
Then one of the two aforementioned friends came up to me and mouthed "I'm not gonna tell", I gave him a thumbs up.
Before he was done the other friend did the same to me, but then his brother came up right beside him and made the situation awkward, so I wandered out
After thinking a bit, the second friend came up to me and kind of had a discussion on me, relating events that happened recently (they never would have known, though), and talked about my brother (who I only see early or late in the summer, outside of holidays)
I got more images of the faculty from the school crying a bunch, almost as if it were a flyby with a camera
Then there was some sort of ceremony/trial thing, where I was put up on a stage in front of the two friends (because they were the closest)
I had to seriously think about what I should say, and that maybe if I claimed up to it, I would get away

Then I woke up. Probably all that hard thinking made me realize that my alarm was going off, and it had for like 10 minutes

Kind of reminds me of book related, story about a guy who kills someone, then continues to not care for the rest of his now shortened life

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 No.1372

Haven't had a dream I can remember even things such as details of in a while, but well, I had some sort of dream while on my way to college this morning.

I leaned my head on the seat, closed my eyes for a while (I have seen the buildings on the way so many times they have become boring to look at) and started thinking about random stuff I had seen yesterday, and was pretty much walking on a line between being aware of that I was awake and falling asleep, a middle like stage. Is there a name for this?

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 No.1374

I wake up with dried shark husks under my bed. That's one of the oldest dreams I remember having repeatedly.

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 No.1375

>>1374
In each dream I would end up mainlining shark testosterone.

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 No.1380

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>>1358
Those ducks...

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 No.1387

>>1371
How did his life get shortened?

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 No.1392

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>>1104
Yesterday, after some partying and some alcohol, when i went to bed i had a LOT of different short lucid dreams (i say different, because none of them had an end, they just changed from one to the other)


They are all unimportant except for one, which was the best one.
Yesterday, my anons, i had a lucid dream of my waifu.

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 No.1393

>>1387
He shot someone, and therefore was executed

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 No.1394

I had a pretty terrible nightmare this night.

I was in some big, white room (about 15m*20m*6m) with neither windows nor light source, yet it was somehow illuminated from above.
There are some people with no faces with seem to talk to each other, excluding me because I can't understand their weird language (it sounded as if they were talking in reverse).
Everything seems uneventfull for a moment, I begin to relax a bit.
Then "they" came through a door I didn't notice before; everyone silently gasped and looked terrified at the intruders.
The intruders were in black suits and wore gas masks - quickly they trew something simmilar to teargas-greanades.
As soon as red smoke began filling the room I started running away, unable to completely evade it.
After breathing in some of it I felt my heartrate speeding up to absurd levels, it was so bad I couldn't continue running and had to stop with my hand pressing against my chest.
Looking over, I saw that "they" began taking the pain-ridden people and took them offscreen.
I felt my chest exploding with every beat because my heart was beating that violently by now.
As I looked up and into the mask of one of the suited men I woke up, shaking.

Not sure what to make of it.

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 No.1398

>>1104
way back when I was in high school I once dreamt I had done my whole morning routine and was ready to catch the bus, then my mom woke me up, yelling about how I was going to be late and that I ignored her when she tried to wake me up ~30 minutes before.
I swear nothing good comes of making teenagers get up before 7am

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 No.1399

>>1122
nothing inherently wrong with that besides the probable lack of consent.

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 No.1401

>>1394
sounds like you were cattle for the slaughter

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 No.1414

Something about being in a trailer park and sitting at a table with a redneck. I got angry with him for a moment because he acted like he was going to go outside and knock some pieces over. There was this field of chess tables outside and I thought he was going to go outside and knock a piece over at each table, regardless of whether someone was sitting there or not. It seemed like he was going to, but he didn't.

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 No.1415

I recently finally remembered a dream, the clear part was about 10 seconds or so subjective time and consisted in a small hot girl I once knew suddenly kissing me on the mouth. I was motivated the day after 👍

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 No.1416

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I'm only posting because it was an interesting dream
>something about killing
>not really scared but i know there is something scary going on
>screen changes, im seeing 2 person
>they are talking to me
>"ahah you didnt think we were really gonna kill you did you?i mean we could, but why would i kill my favorite pet."
>"now you will wake up and tell your parents how easy to scare them"
Wtf was this?

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 No.1418

>>1415
If you write it down it'll be easier for you to remember the next ones, maybe a first entry of a dream journal?

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 No.1426

I went to a Skinny Puppy reunion show but most of the "band members" were young women who weren't even born yet when the band was around. My friends, a married couple, were living in the apartment next door and ignoring the show. The walls between the apartments were literally just paper and some mosh kid crashed through the paper into my friends' living room. I started cuddling with another friend and she agreed to come home with me, then snubbed me in favour of a man that was the same skin colour as her (I'm not).

There were a lot more details but that's the gist of it.

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 No.1427

>>1416
you were being messed with

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 No.1430

>I'm playing as a female character in Morrowind
>the graphics look like Skyrim though
>I notice the gameplay is like Skyrim too because the game has been modded
>I'm walking around a town at night and shooting creatures with spells and they are casting spells back at me
>no creatures anymore, proceed walking around town
>end up in a playground near a kindergarten and there's a kid playing around
>I walk into the building
>it's dark inside but it feels like there are more people in here
>I hear a car driving up to the place which stops and a stern man in a suit walks in
>we are both angry at each other for some reason and look like we are about to argue but the dream ends

>>1418
Not the same guy but I used to write a lot of personal soykaf as a form of therapy to deal with loneliness or just to clear my head and set my objectives right but it would always be found by someone and they would know all my deepest secrets, which is horribly embarrasing. I might start writing about stuff including dreams when I get to live in my own place.

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 No.1433

>be me in summer house in Sweden
>lower part of the buildings there
>family in the smallest house, dog as well.
>suddenly a little girl wants to get in
>absolutely terrified, this little girl is a demon
>try and keep door locked and closed, but she manages to unlock it and pull it back
>scream and scream and scream
>I am the only one in the family that can see her
>suddenly realize this girl is actually just a manifestation of my dog
>talk to dog, ask her what she wants?
>clearly my dog just wants food, HUMAN FOOD
>venture up to the main house to give dog foods, there are lots of foods there
>dog craves watermelon, it seems.
>give dog watermelon
>dog is pleased

Why are little girls so scary?

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 No.1441

>staying on a small mountain
>by the look of it, it is approximately in the place of my grandma's house, but I don't see neither house, nor garden, its just dark gray rock and moss there
>there are also a korean kid and priest there
>looking across the river that flows nearby
>there is a HUGE howitzer cannon on the other side of river, out in the distance, facing leftward
>howitzer looks big even from such a great distance
>every once in a while, it drives back by recoil and I understand that it is shooting
>I ask the kid if he see recoiling, and if he knows that it means that cannon is shooting out there
>he says he knows that
>suddenly the priest gets arrested by the government, and is going to be executed
>my brother and I go to visit him in prison
>I whisper so that my brother doesn't hear and ask the priest "Are you ready to die? Is your heart at piece?" and he nods, but just barely
>I go check the howitzer, it is surrounded by 4 meter fence with barbed wire and guards everywhere, just past the mountain I was standing
>I take monorail, it drives me up above the clouds and a bit higher
>as I ride, I see beautiful blue sky above and fluffy clouds below the cart
>it is very sunny there
>as I look down at fluffy clouds, I notice flashes below them
>these aren't just flashes, these are nuclear explosions
>thats what howitzer shooting was about, it seems
>by the look of it, explosions are everywhere on the surface of the Earth
>it feels bitter to aknowledge that at least half of the Earth is now destroyed totally
And then wake up.

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 No.1442

>>1104
I was walking around in some facility. As I went down some stairs, some blonde-haired 20 year old male threatened me with a pocket-knife. I was backed into a corner and he could have killed me. He let me go and I went down an adjacent hall. I passed by a great many trophies on my way. When I was done with what I was doing, I was going to need to backtrack and that meant going by the staircase again.

I grabbed a trophy on my way. I knocked him to the ground when I hit him in the head with it. He didn't expect it. I then beat his head in repeatedly until I could see skull and brains.

I think I awoke after that. I'm a white guy.

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 No.1449

>>1433
>Why are little girls so scary?
Because you've been conditioned to think as such.

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 No.1497

>>1449
I think it's more because we're conditioned to think they are sweet and innocent. So they make great objects of terror when they don't behave the way we expect them to.

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 No.1498

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>>1104
>Find myself on a beach playing with my sister and another girl her age
>Suddenly a HUGE wave approaches
>Panic and find a small place to take cover
>Too late
>Standing there I feel the wave crash but it feels like just a cold breeze but I felt the impact of the water a bit before
>See beach-houses in the distance
>Run while trying to protect the kids
>Arrive
>It's filled with people on the first floor
>Retards
>The best option is the basement/roof at this point
>Go to the basement/roof
>Have no clue what the fuarrrk was happening
I forgot the rest but the dream after that was some kind of competition at a museum that was on a cliff near the beach.

Beaches be crazy...

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 No.1499

>>1497
So you agree then..

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 No.1500

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I open my eyes, and am in a darkened bedroom, lying on top of the bedsheets, to keep cool. Everything is the dim grey of weakened night vision. All of a sudden, from within the mattress, dozens of hands begin to reach up and through the bed, but cannot penetrate the sheets, and so the covers are suddenly thrashing in turbulent waves, as if to eject me from the bed...a result I bring about myself by leaping from the bed in shock. The room is pitch black now, and I blink a few times, causing everywhere my eyes are pointing to become illuminated as if by a spotlight. There are people with long white sheets draped over their heads and bodies, standing and sitting in various positions around the room. When I flick my eyes left and right to get a better view at individual presences, my illuminating them with my "spotlight eyes" causes their positions to instantaneously re-shuffle. I can't get a bead on any particular one of them, and there seem to be more, now. There are dozens of these beings in the room, now, but I know it's just a dream.

"You can't scare me, you know," I speak aloud to them.

"You can't even show me the room of red bodies."

There is an ancient yawning now, and the room suddenly empties of the others. In an instant, it is stripped bare of furnishings, and as the room self-illuminates, the walls morph into a shiny, hard, uneven material, the color of clotted blood. The room has swollen in size to the that of a great warehouse.

Strewn everywhere, as far as I can see, are emaciated red bodies with a crusted sheen to them like that of candied meat.

As my eyes widen, I realize that the beings from under the sheets weren't playing around.

They had powers beyond my expectations.

The room of red bodies.

No...

This was bad. It could only get worse from here.

If they had the power to send me here in a heartbeat...

I was still aware that my physical body was lying safely in my apartment, and knew the only way out was to make it scream, to jolt itself awake.

I take a deep breath, and with a ghastly groan in-dream and in real life, induced waking.

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 No.1503

>>1500
*pats on shoulder*
You'll make it through, lainon

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 No.1504

I had a dream that I was pushing a shopping cart down a trail in the woods as if I were shopping in a store. That was the entire dream. It felt like it lasted hours.

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 No.1511

>at my bosses house working (I do landscaping)
>we walk to this little group of trees in the middle of his backyard
>theres hundreds of black snakes with yellow eyes just chilling in there
>we start picking them up and throwing them out into the grass
>the snakes start yelling obscenities at us
>wake up

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 No.1516

>>1513
that strikes me as very lovecraftian for some reason.


>I was in the woods near my childhood home
>looking for a book, but I dont remember anything about it
>everytime i take a step half the trees move with me
>trip over something and wake up

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 No.1517

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>>1516

If lainon is not dreaming the nightmares, but being physically body-swapped and enduring them as a reality which is forced into forgetfulness via the eventual swap back into their human body, then even moreso

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 No.1518

-just static, but i can see my body
-slowly see my hands and legs fade out while a ringing noise increases (like ringing in your ear)
-wake up with a jolt

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 No.1532

My dream this morning:
> I am going to a job interview as a teacher.
> My dad drives me there.
> Get there 30 minutes late.
> The place is the office of a shrink, not a school.
> An elderly man sits in a comfy leather chair.
> He looks at me as if I was retarded.
> Tells me that I didn't get the job because I was late.
> He then writes on a piece of paper, and tells me to read it.
> "Fuck you".
> My dad and I then proceed to beat the soykaf out of him with canes.

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 No.1533

>>1392
Short lucid dreams are the worst. I always wake up in a sweat or feel extremely anxious the whole time

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 No.1534

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There's this thing which happens to me as I am falling asleep...maybe someone else has experienced it.

When I lie in bed, and all is calm, and I can feel myself drifting off, there is this effect at the very edge of wakefulness and sleep, in that brief moment as you fall asleep but are not yet dreaming. The effect is always the same, and often wakes me up a few times, until I try to sort of "push through it", but it is as follows:

It's like someone turns on the lights in my room, or waves a flashlight in front of my closed eyes. It's bright orange, and strobing, and this causes me to snap awake and open my eyes, once again being in the dark.

When I let myself drift off again, at that edge, there it is, sure as anything...bright strobing lights waking me up.

It's very strange, but has been going on for a long time now.

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 No.1537

>>1532
> "Fuck you".
top lain

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 No.1540

I would frequently lucid dream years ago, back when I had a regular sleep schedule. Since about 2012, I only luck into it every 3-6 months. Was having a shitty day today comprised of nothing but running errands, so I stopped by my house for a nap:
>Lie down and realize how unwell I truly feel.
>Fall asleep instantly.
>Have a 30 second dream where some dude walks up and steals my bag (often contains my whole life on a daily basis).
>Wake up gasping, heart pounding in uneven thumps. fuarrrking dreams.
>Fall asleep again, cursing needlessly-dramatic dreams. I just need to recuperate and get on with my day.

>I'm in what looks like a bowling alley built in the 70's: lots of dark, polished wood and all the doors have tarnished brass handles.
>There's only like one or two bowling lanes, but arcade games line all the walls: some ski-ball, pinball and some video arcade games.
>I end up in a hallway that's got two turns, like the Z-shaped Tetris block. Distinctly notice the ski-ball games along the wall.
>See some plain-looking plastic watch on the ground, pick it up.
>It changes into a fancy, metal and gold watch (and it's larger?).
>Look again and it's a third type of watch, but this one is again pretty plain.
>Fucking dreams. I just need some rest.

>Walk down the hall, open door at the end.
>Back where I started at the start of the hall, near the ski-ball.
>Am I going to have to walk down this fuarrrker again? And is it going to loop back again? fuarrrkING DREAMS!
>I mean what the fuarrrk I just need 30 minutes of...wait.
>I'm in a fuarrrking dream!
>*greedy, excited hand-rubbing*

I turned the ski-ball into an airhockey table and played against someone (?). Spent a lot of time flying (personal favorite) around the newly-vaulted-ceilings of the bowling alley.

When I exited that dream, I was only partially in control of all the subsequent dreams. For instance, I could only jump extremely high and float a bit, not fly arbitrarily. I woke feeling rested and as if I'd been dreaming a few solid hours, but it was only 30 minutes.

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 No.1543

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I dreamt that I was in my university cafeteria, although the dream setting didn't actually look like the cafeteria does in real life. It was pitch black outside and the walls and ceiling were made of dark wood. It was winter, and I was wearing a heavy coat, boots, and a hat. I felt vaguely uncomfortable. The cafeteria was empty, and I picked up a newspaper and began reading it. I read an article about how [popular donut and coffee chain] had released a donut sponsored by [right-wing media conglomerate]. It was called "Strawberry Crumble" and had a filling that would react with compounds in your saliva to turn pink if you're female or blue if you're male. There was a news article talking about how the donut would reinforce traditional values for the benefit of generations to come. I found this amusing and was going to try the donut when the cafeteria opened.

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 No.1545

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I'll try to transcribe exerpts of the dream diary entry from this morning. (my handwriting is terrible. my dream recall is foggy, but it's getting better)

Reading Fear and Loathing in Las vegas. Cartoon heiroglyphics under chapter tittles, become main focus of conciousness, and become more and more intricate chapter to chapter, transforming wonderously(?)(indecipherable text)

training, visit hotel, stop by friends room, mini hardstyle rave
shenanigans on road

Drugs! (indecipherable text)


[spoilers] I haven't actually done many drugs [/spoilers]

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 No.1548

>>1545
>hardstyle rave
just what exactly is this?

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 No.1549

dreamed that I was homeless today
there was also a cute girl

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 No.1552

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-exploring underground caverns in a video game.
-find a boss creature but it's too tough to beat.
-decide to head back up to the surface.
-shift into real life.
-the surface terrain is unfamiliar.
-it's a barren, rocky canyon and not the place i entered the ground from.
-see a large metallic figure near the edge of the canyon.
-it rises, revealing itself to be a humanoid robot about 100 feet high.
-it goes hostile, trying to smash and kill me.
-a group of guys i don't know show up, and its attention shifts to trying to crush all of us.
-someone uses a device of some sort and stuns the robot for a short time.
-it goes into a balled up position.
-most of us decide to climb up on it and find an opening to enter on its back.
-while inside, the robot comes back online and resumes its mission, going after the few who stayed outside.
-inside the robot, we make our way up to the head where its control center is.
-we learn that it is being controlled either remotely or autonomously, because no one but us is inside.
-someone figures out how to stop the robot and make it stand still, stopping it from crushing those on the ground.
-we all begin reverse engineering it.
-end

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 No.1553

>>1548

An electronic music party wherein the genre of music being played is hardstyle.

For instance: https://youtu.be/jAXPGhOE7FM?t=1m24s

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 No.1556

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>>1104

- running on catwalks inside dark industrial area
- panicking and running from something
- suddenly a warm feeling below my lungs
- apparently got shot in the gut by a spherical looking floating robot
- slowly bleeding out

Oldest dream I remember from when I was around 10.

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 No.1559

>>1552
what game is this

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 No.1560

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I had a dream a deity of sorts had visited me. One of my friends was telling me about her for a while. It was a very odd dream. I walked into a room and she was sitting there and beckoned me. She said something but suddenly someone in the waking world was knocking on my door and it woke me up and I had to get up completely, making the dream impossible to remember. It felt oddly spiritual and felt like she allowed me to see her.

maybe i'm just a glitterboy

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 No.1563

>>1560
don't worry anon, you're only a glitterboy if you like a thick, meaty sausage in any of your bodily orifices

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 No.1566

For some reason a lot of times in my dreams lately I'll come to a point where for some reason I'll have to sprint as fast as I can, but it'll feel like I'm trying to run in water, with tons of resistance to all my movements and hardly being able to tell even where my limbs are, then I just try harder and harder to run until the anxiety from it shocks me awake.
Whenever I wake up I usually don't realize it was a dream for awhile and I'll be kind of upset that I've gotten so bad at sprinting (IRL I'm a really good sprinter).

Maybe it's because I havent run much in a few weeks.

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 No.1580

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You know the movie Avalon? Last night I dreamed that I was in the game in that movie, at the part where you have to shoot at a sprite to enter the next level. We did and found ourselves on the streets of NYC (a city I have only very briefly visited). Looking around I realized, hey this level is way more real than previous ones. Maybe this is reality? There were two bullies, not teenagers either but middle aged men, and I did my best to ignore them. Finally I couldn't stand it and took a swing at one of them.

Woke up on the couch where I'd fallen asleep and I was swinging a pillow as hard as I could at the coffee table. I'd knocked over my water and it was spilling onto the cat's blanket where he had fallen asleep near me. It was just like when your knee jerks and you wake up only in this case, my whole upper body was involved. The cat was not amused.

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 No.1581

>>1566
This is QUITE common actually. "Running through syrup" I've heard it called.

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 No.1584

>>1581
I've heard that it's because the parts of your brain responsible for your Kinesthetic sence arnt involved in dreaming, so you dont get the feeling of running despite thinking that you're running with all your might.

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 No.1585

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Don't know what it means, but I get dreams of having way too many teeth in my mouth. Like, growing where they shouldn't be.

Also, after having to stay awake for over 26 hours, when I laid down to sleep I could actually feel the dream coming on. As if I were slowly slipping into it. It felt different than usual, but it was more enjoyable.

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 No.1587

>>1566
I believe this happens during REM sleep where your eyes are fluttering so you think you're running

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 No.1588

Sure why not?

Been having this same dream or at least a dream where the setting is the same for the past few days now.

It seems like I am in some sort of forest I am pretty sure it's the forest behind my house. The dream always starts with me waking up near a camp near a small creek and the whether/ time of day/night is always near twilight while walking around the forest there is a small body of water and after walking near the water for a few seconds I see fairies or pixies they are small and have wings(They could be both I dont know the difference.) and I basically chill with them for a while till I wake up playing weird hide and seek games, drink, eat, watch them dance and use weird lights for magic or something like magic, learn how to use some cool fairy tricks. Been having this dream for about a month. I try to keep a journal of sorts to record what I dream of and I have multiple entries of this dream.


I am not one to look into deeper meaning of dreams I tend to just enjoy dreaming about things, so I don't really think there is a deeper meaning behind this.

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 No.1589

I was being chased by hostile dream people on a green bike. When we were (me and this other girl) were cornered by the police in a school, everyone was deriding us and taking pictures and the police held a gun to our head but we kissed and then angels came down and ripped everyone's head off and burned their bodies and we escaped. Then when we finally got to the Pacific, we ran away, walking on water. It was pretty neat.

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 No.1593

>tfw I kept waking up and forgetting previous dream scenarios

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 No.1596

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A few weeks ago I dreamed that I was all alone in an endless void that simultaneously every possible color at once. It was both blindingly bright and as dark as a moonless midnight. It's really hard to explain the color because it can't exist in reality.
I was just suspended in this place for what seemed like eternity, and eventually the void started singing to me, well not really singing, but that's the closest word I can think of. It started as a whisper then slowly got louder and louder,to the point that it was deafening.
At this point my eardrums exploded, quite painfully.
At this point I woke up into sleep paralysis as my ears popped.

I have bizarre, surreal, and often paradox filled nightmares on a fairly regular basis.

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 No.1597

>>1596
Time to start meditating, anon

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 No.1599

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It was early in the morning and I was in the wrong bus without noticing when I see a classmate sitting on the back. I say hi to him and confess that I took the wrong bus and now I won’t be able to reach class on time, he suggest that we visit some art event happening downtown.
We get off the bus and I see a couple of American coppers and a patrol car which was strange because they never cross the border for no reason, my friend and I make turn and enter an alley with very old houses, some of them crumbling down, we sit down in some rocks and talk about some projects while filling a bowl with some dry weed, we see the coppers from before coming back on their patrol car, we stare at them and let them pass and we leave afterwards.
I had to take a piss so my friend goes ahead without me when I hear a bang, I peek through a window and I see that some shady looking guys have knocked my friend and are taking him away, before I could do anything I felt a punch on my back and felt on my knees where they guy that was standing behind me started kicking me nonstop.
When I regained consciousness I was looking at a window and a metal door, at first I thought that I was just going to get robbed but it seems that this has turned in to a kidnapping one of the guys started telling me that he had recognized me from TV, he said that he knew where I lived and with who I lived, he called me feminist scum for some reason.
There were 3 people with me on the room, 2 guys and one girl, they were very dirty and their clothes were in tatters, they looked like raiders from a fallout game. I was in a world of hurt so I just stayed put in the corner of the room.
Then my alarm went off and I woke up. But I said fuarrrk that soykaf I want to know how it ends and I pressed the snooze and went back to my dream.
I noticed that I still had my cellphone on my pocket and by the look of the building where I was captive it didn’t seem that I was very off from my original location. I don’t remember how but I managed to send a text to all my contacts on what’s app, were I wrote kidnapping, help, Vicente street. Some random twitter celebrities responded immediately, then I took both battery and sd card off and placed it under some nightstand.
There was a jump on time after that, I didn’t had my phone anymore and I could feel like an eternity had passed by, then my point of view changes. I see local police in swat uniforms and the mayor of the city leading a charge a few blocks ahead were my friend is being held, it seems the operation is a success and all the thugs are dead. After that an old man reports my whereabouts a few houses down the street the same thing goes down and the mayor of the city rescues me, I go back home and get a lot of interviews in the media.
Alarm sound again, the end.

This was 60 minutes ago and I’m surprised because of the fact that I had never been able to go back to a dream and continue were I left much less take direction of the narrative. I was very scared when I woke up the first time but I shrugged it off and went back. I don’t know what It means I just wanted to share.

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 No.1638

Dreamt that I was living through some great catastrophe. An end of days sort of scenario. I know we've all consumed our fair share of media from books to video games set within some apocalyptic event, but I want you to think about what it would be like if you found the world was about to end. How you right now would honestly react. That news is some fuarrrking asteroid is about to hit earth and everyone is going to die and there is nothing anyone can do to avoid it.
I was filled with complete desperation and panic. It was gut wrenching.

It was so real. Like there was some vague recollection of hearing about some near earth objects but the scientists had dismissed it, and I didn't give it a second thought. There we all were sitting and sobbing in futility. fuarrrk, I don't want to die.

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 No.1651

I had a dream where I was staying at some random peoples home. They gave me a room and told me to go to sleep, so I got changed and was ready to go to bed, but I noticed that there were 2 doors in my room that were open. I kept going back and forth between them, trying to close them, but their door frames would distort themselves whenever I tried, so the doors wouldn't fit. Eventually someone came and started watching me through one of the doors. I noticed that I was naked, so I tried to hide, but I couldn't. More people came and watched me, I was pretty much just pressing myself up against the opposite wall as far away from them as possible, hiding my face. Eventually they left, and I guess I put a blanket over myself at some point, because I was wearing one like a hooded robe. I looked out through one of the doors and saw a barricade of furniture blocking the hallway. I started pacing in my room, not sure what I should do, when I noticed through the other door a young girl came out of her room down the hallway. She looked at me (I don't know how to explain it, but we were both pretty distraught. I could see my face and hers, and I think we both could tell something was wrong with the other person), and then turned the other way and walked down the hallway calling for her parents saying she was "hearing the voices again".
Somehow I realized I was trapped here against my will, and a second later another young girl came into my room and told me she could show me how to get out. She led me down the hall and into a bathroom, where she told me to go under the bathtub. I did, and I fell into an empty void. I floated for a while, until I eventually transitioned into flying through a sky on rocket propelled roller-blades.

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 No.1652

>>1651
>empty void
i fuarrrked up.

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 No.1653

This is an older dream from my journal:

I dreamt about hearing this rave out in the middle of nowhere between San Diego and Las Vegas. There were pictures posted on the Internet of the stage being built and it looked like a cluster of cubes. I haven’t been to a rave in a while and I really wanted to go check it out. None of my friends wanted to go, however, so I ended up going solo. It was one of those events where you had to to find it.

I exited off the highway and entered into a small town. It was like an oasis in the middle of the middle of the desert – everything was nice and green. I parked near an open field with a bunch of houses scattered around and I walked down the road. It was getting dark and there were also some people walking along. I could hear the booming sound of bass off in the distance and I knew I was in the right direction.

About a kilometer later, it had really become dark I saw some of the trees had christmas lights on them. The next thing I knew, the road I was walking on became narrower and narrower until it turned into like a back alley way. I could hear some people laughing and talking up ahead and someone was playing a guitar. I ended up in a dead end! There was a house and the backyard was filled with people having a small get together.

A young man, probably in his late teens or early twenties, saw me with my flashlight looking around confused and walked up to me. He asked what I was doing and I said that I was looking for that rave. He then told me that the road I was walking on actually continued on the other side of the house! I was relieved to find out and he said he and his dad would drive me over there. I met his dad in the kitchen who was making some kind of soup. He insisted that I have a bowl before we leave so I did. The guy’s mother walked in and saw me using my iPhone. She asked what the difference was between the 5 and the 5s and I told her about the Touch ID sensors.

That was all I remember from this dream. I don’t think I went to the rave but instead, just stayed and chilled with thsoe people!

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 No.1656

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I had a dream Varg did a coffee commercial.

What do you think it means?

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 No.1657

>>1656
You need to watch Metalocalypse.

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 No.1658

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This dream happened late last month but has been in my mind all month.

I was at a party at a house I've never seen before and there is someone there that everyone is crowding around.
I stay on the couch while the crowd of people are gawking, some time passes then someone sits next to me.
That person is none other than Martha goddamn Stewart.
She starts the conversation about how she hates how people treat her as a spectacle and how she wants to be alone.
I reply saying how I just see her as another person and she smiles really sweetly at me and we have a conversation.

Now I forgot what happened that led up to this point but there are two warring factions of people. One group of totalitarian dictators who are in full support of Martha Stewart and a group of rebels with tanks who are against Martha Stewart.

I was on the side of my main homie Martha Stewart.
We're in a stretched humvee with huge bulky bodyguards and I'm talking to Martha when a bomb hits the humvee.
We all fall out of the car onto a dirt road with rebels on foot and a couple tanks slowly approaching us in a tight circular perimeter.
Once they get close enough me and Martha lock eyes and then I wake up.

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 No.1660

Yesterday I started reading a lot about the SEL universe and I was thinking about Lain a lot before falling asleep and last night I had one of the worst nightmares I've ever had.

I was in a house I knew to be mine somehow (I've never seen this house before.) and there was a man outside my window furious with me trying to break in while his friend tried to pull him away, I wasnt afraid though.
After he left I walked to a different part of the house and the door was hanging wide open and I saw him sprint towards me so I grabbed a butchers knife and started hacking away at him and the fight was pretty one sided in my favor, but it was grizzly and horrible.
Eventually he was too badly hurt to keep moving and fell to the floor so I dropped the knife and started trying to call 911 to get an ambulance for him, but when I did he grabbed a pen that was lying on the ground near him and started swinging it around, he missed me but hit Lain who was in the room now for some reason.
I stomped on his hand and then kicked the pens away before looking over and seeing Lain collapsed on the ground bleeding. I started to panic in the extreme and got my phone out but I kept messing up my phones password. I kept repeating "No, no, no, no, no, stay with me Lain" and things to that effect in a complete panic over and over. After a few seconds of this I could hear a 911 call go through but all I could see was a line hanging over a street with dozens of dismembered heads that all looked the same hanging from it, but one of them was Lains. The operator then began to panic as well and my vision pulled back to reveal that Lain's head was attached to an incredibly tall and completely wrong looking human body that was standing below it.

I woke up after that and I swear to god I was seeing double so the power button for my computer looked like a set of eyes looking back at me.

I haven't been this freaked out since I was like 8.

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 No.1661

I keep on having dreams about my ex-girlfriend from about 3 years ago now. One I was jumping around like I was on moonshoes towards her car and some people yelled at me and I replied "I love her, I mean well.. I loveD her" then I had a dream her sister told me she was dead. Every time I dream about her I think about her all day then masturbate to the one nude she ever sent me.

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 No.1663

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I wrote a multi page entry in my journal this morning, and I'm going to copy it word for word.

Got 14 hrs of sleep do there's a lot of content. I'm surprised I remember so much. There are lots of early on tings I forgot, but first I remember was being in LS class in High School and asking to go to the bathroom. I dressed up like a woman and was a passable trap. I went to the girls bathroom and they were practically congregated there like a super secret meeting. Girls could go in and out as they please, as it was a bathroom, but they could also stay and listen to the lecture. I hotdogged one of their asses, but nobody noticed. She thought I was just standing behind her. Did I mention lecture? There was some prick, a dude teaching the lecture. He had a fuarrrkin Jesus beard. He questioned my gender a few times tactfully, but he could never prove it.
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I looked out over the water. It was calm and peaceful. I saw a big long line of villager looking people to the left of me. The line seemed to go on infinitely around the left side of this body of water. I did not know what they were in line for, and I was not interested. It was night, and the beautiful moonlight shines across the cool dark blue and black water. It mesmorized me and drew me in. As I swam across-
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 No.1664

>>1663
I was at a much fancier looking college campus than usual. I had somehow gotten mixed up with the cops there but everything was fine. I started discussion and became good friends with one of the officers there. He asked me to hold on to a bag of medication for him, so I did. He revealed to me that he was a hunter. Not just any hunter, but one of the supernatural. He took me on a trip with him. We were out in the wilderness at night and it was spooky as fuarrrk. I ran into a platform of wood with a wolf drawn in blood and he had holes for eyes. I lost the man so I waited until daybreak at the entrance. He came back with a cages monkey beast from hell. Upon driving back he was explaining soykaf to his daughter (who wasn't there before) and he mentioned that he takes Ritilan. I was sitting there remembering he gave me some pills, and they were still in my bag. I was thinking of various ways I could get high off the soykaf he gave me, and a few seconds later he remembered and asked for his soykaf back after ranting about drug addiction. I gave him back the pills.
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I was at school and then I was back at the location before. I was with another man. We advanced ahead and found out the village's water supply was missing a key element making it liquid, but it could not hydrate, nor could it cool down the temperature. I drank some and I practically felt sick. I went to their small brick movie theatre. Everyone felt like they were going to die. There was this really cute Japanese looking girl tat looked like she was going to die any second now, and I gave her the last of the soykaf I brought with me. Se ended up crying tears of joy all over me. I was happy. The movie ended up being cancelled.
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There was a top down scene with a troll in a small European style city like area that connected my school and the wilderness area I was in. It was like a video game. He would suck up all the water into a tank so he could get it back to the poor villagers. Some drivers were pissed. There were a few areas seperated by a door. He would pick a car in front of each door, and jet over to the opening of the next. It played out like a video game, and I felt like I was controlling the troll, but I was not consciously there. The void in between the doors was a road with flashing blue ripples shooting across all things in sight except the road, the troll, and doors. These scenes would be in 3rd person behind the troll. One dude yelled at him so he killed him and stole his car.
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 No.1665

>>1664
I was walking away form where the troll was and going to school to find out that classes were cancelled for spring break, and people strung out massive mats and sheets together to get together and enjoy themselves. They were going to watch a movie as one of the planned events. I noticed a few friends and said "Hi," but then I noticed the girl from school I had been crushing on for a while, and notce nobody was with her. It was almost as if it was the final confirmation that she was single. I walked over to her to start conversation and-
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NOTE:
That was a lot of fuarrrking sleeping. Remind me not to lose sleep time too much anymore!

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 No.1666

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I used to have a lot of dreams where I'd be waiting in my mom's car for her to get something and then I'd just get in the drivers seat and start driving. I couldn't ever stop the car though, I just kept going and had the constant fear of hitting people and things but I don't think I ever did.

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 No.1667

I was at a shooting range, shooting a minimi. It was firing pieces of a snake. Like, instead of a belt of 5.56mm I was shooting pieces of a snake. To reload I opened the ammo can and grabbed the snake's tail with one hand while holding its head back with the other. Then I put its tail in the feed tray and slammed the cover down, the snake shrieked in pain, then I closed the ammo can. Then I racked it and started shooting. Pieces of the snake hit the paper targets turning them red. Then I woke up.

What does this mean lainons?

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 No.1668

>>1667
I'm going say that you've got someone in your life that trash talks or talks down to you a lot. Just a wild guess interpretation

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 No.1669

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I had a weird one last night.
I was in the middle east with people from my old high school who I've not spoken to since then. it was in a big canyon/bowl with a similar lay out to a quarry but not man made. It was full of old stone buildings (think Petra in Jordan ) and people were jumping into the roofs of these buildings because they had big holes in them and falling all through the floors before landing in a tiny ring of rocks and sinking into the soft sand. I jumped in and was back at the top of the bowl even though I had jumped from about half way down.

at this point every one was doing drugs, the drugs they were doing were childrens stickers socked in liquid weed which they would then take like an acid tab. I wanted to try some and took the biggest sticker off the sheet and went to find the person who soaks it for you, that person was an attractive girl sitting at a table in WHSmiths. I asked her to give me some and she hushed me down asking "what do they sell here", confused I started listing things they sell in WHSmiths and when I said "stickers" she hushed me again, only franticly this time, and explained to me that they had derezzed stickers because every one was using them for drugs and and there were secret agents patrolling looking for stickers.

She then soaked my sticker so it was dripping, I ate it, and went back to my friends. I felt no effect from the drug but I knew it was because it would take some time to kick in not because I was immune. I sat down cross legged and one of the friends (we'll call him dave) tried to grab my dick, I cant remember exactly what his reason was something about finding out why it was having no effect on me but I knew it was because he was secretly gay and just wanted to grab my cock. I fought him off and that was where I woke up.

what do you make of this?

Also it should be noted that dave did IRL try and feel my dick at a high school party once and I do think he was secretly gay, for a number of reasons besides that.

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 No.1674

>>1669
Maybe you kind of wanted Dave to touch your dick since it stuck with you

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 No.1676

>>1674
I mean it's possible but I don't think that's the case. Either way it was a soykaf end to an uneventful dream

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 No.1680

>>1343
>first lucid dreaming
I'll also share my first lucid dream.
It happened after reading a lot of article about lucid dreaming

>old foggy brown room
>realize I am lucid dreaming
>can hear my breath, can think clearly
>remember memories of life
>turn left
>saw a qt girl sitting side view
>go on front of her
>pulled down my pants (it feels so real I smiled in reality and aware of it)
>let her pero-pero my chin-chin
>feels mild at first
>realize in reality that my dick is limp and not standing yet
>confused af
>she haven't stop licking it and it feels so funny
>suddenly I wanted to wake up because panic (kept asking how am I gonna make my jr stand up?).
>woke up
I regretted it a little, I should've been patient and I probably would've enjoyed the best wet lucid dream ever ;__;

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 No.1690

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I've had similar dreams for the last several nights that are really bothering me. They're all short so I'll just type them all.

Some real life background to help with context:
>A girl who I almost dated in high school because she was literally in love with me but dating this other guy ended up having to stay with him because he got her pregnant and she's now with another dude who ironically also knocked up his gf in high school and is basically married to him, I pined for her and hated her for a really long time even after the pregnancy debacle
>Date a girl who is a huge bitch after this scenario and she treats me like soykaf the whole relationship, which was most likely a rebound anyway, and she breaks up with me two months later after a couple of immense sexual failures on my part. Exacerbates my low-self esteem, trouble with women etc for years until very recently, still have trouble with it but it's not as much of a problem

Okay now that all of that bull soykaf is out of the way here are the three dreams causing me trouble

1. I am laying belly-down on the floor with the girl who got pregnant (Alice) in HS. It seems like it's now, as Alice and I are both the age we were when we last spoke in HS, and I think we are at the house she's currently in, on her bed. We're talking and she's getting really flirty, my hand is on her ass and it seems like it's about to turn into a sex dream. All of the sudden her BF comes in with their two kids. I obviously sat up and pulled my hand from her ass when I heard the door opening and I talk to her BF for a while and then Alice rushes me out of the house and tells me to never ever come back. So then there's an interlude I can't recall and then I'm at the store and see my ex(she's the only gf I've ever had btw forgot to mention that, her name is Meg). So me and Meg start talking and she looks even better than I remember, so I'm thinking about asking her for her number or something, but right when I think that, her BF materializes out of thin air. He is kind of like a dark silhouette figure like pic related. She says "Well gotta be going" then I wake up

2. I am in an apartment complex that is seemingly endless. Every flight of stairs just leads to a second level that is connected to another one that looks exactly the same (it's kind of like an MC Escher work except nothing is upside down or anything it just all keeps leading into more of the same). I'm trying to find my way out but can't. In the middle of it, two girls I know IRL start walking around the complex. I think "Oh cool its them" and try to say hi but of course when I open my mouth no words will come out. So I try to run toward them but I can only run in slow mo. When I finally catch up to them and try to get their attention, it's like they don't even see me, even when I get in front of them. They walk into an apartment room and I wake up.

3. I'm driving to a local show and can't find a parking space when I get there. Seriously, it takes me like two hours in dream time to finally find the space, and in between I almost hit people five or six times even though I'm not driving fast. Then when I go inside, I see two dudes who I used to be really good friends with in high school. Similar to the second dream I say hi but they don't notice me, even though this time I can make sound with my voice. I keep getting more irritated as I try to get their attention and I even jump into their laps (they're sitting on a couch) but I just roll off of them like I was water on vinyl and they continue to ignore me. I wake up

What the fuarrrk does it mean?

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 No.1691

>>1690
Maybe the people you knew didn't care as much as you thought

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 No.1709

>>1666
The guy in the pic cannot be for real. He just can't.

Had a dream where i was in a store helping an old man buy a refridgerator for what i thought was his son. But then it turned out to be his grandson. I don't know why

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 No.1721

'm telling this dream because I have a related question.
My dream involves me driving back home on a highway that is similar to the one I take almost every time, which I recognized by the similar turns, except it had a blank "lane" to the left for when accidents occur, and the (I don't know how else to say) "verticality" was a bit more profound. Three things were out of place:

1. I was driving in the carpool by myself.
2. An abnormally large group of police were driving around me. First, a policeman on a segway (yes, that ridiculous and overpriced wheeled platform with a handlebar) drove slightly faster than I did. Feeling self concious, I slow down a bit, only to find a police motorcycle (complete with shotgun), then two police cars driving quickly past me.
3. The increasing amount of drivers heading my way. Started off with a green taxi, which swerved into the empty part of the freeway on the left, then some more sedans, and abruptly ended when I lost control as I headed towards a cluster of short school buses.

At that moment at around 2:50 AM, I immediately woke up and wondered why I couldn't dream of death.
Mind you, I don't WANT to die, I just find it odd that I can't imagine death in my sleep.

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 No.1733

>>1721
The only time I dreamed of death and remembered it was when I was resurrected. Once I, and some little girls, werr hammered by a large man then crushed underneath an elevator and I woke up from that but I never recalled me dying, just that I did die.

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 No.1734

I was typing all the lucid dreams I had last night, but then the power went out and I don't feel typing all that soykaf again. Instead I will post a cool discovery I made about dreams. It looks like you can watch movies in exact detail in dreams. It's crazy because when you're awake there's no way you can recall all details, but in dreams it's like exact or at least seems that way. Likely though that the details you don't remember the dream just fills it up with something else. Kick ass discovery though, watch movies in dreams. Is this technically piracy?

Oh and I just remembered something, I was making some kickass music in my dreams. Shame I forgot how exactly they sounded like though.

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 No.1735

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I've had these two a few days apart several weeks ago.

>there's an empty room
>Putin's sitting on a chair with his legs on a table
>I'm next to it doing something unintelligable
>he looks dissapointed in me

The second one was more interesting:

>I'm somehow aware Putin's my stepfather
>we're at a poolside
>something unintelligable happens and he tells me to run
>apparently some hired gypsies are trying to assasinate us
>we run into a cargo elevator that's somehow right next to the poolside and it takes us to a bunker-like place underground
>he tells me some unintelligable precaution measures and sends me down a concrete hallway while he dissapears elsewhere
>in the hallway I reach the front door to my apartment and my grandma's there
>I go in and lock the door
>notice my grandma's not behind me
>I realise I accidentally locked her out
>she somehow opens the locked door and comes in
>I'm dumbfounded, but relived. I lock the door oncemore
>suddenly it opens again and a this skrawny little gypsy kid gets really close to my face and smiles a crooked smile
>somehow they feel extreamly dangerous
>I feel as if I'm going to die
>wake up at 5am
>huh

Somehow I felt as if Putin and I got along.
Like even though this was all that had happened in the dream I felt as if he thought we weren't going to get along when the whole stepfather ordeal started, but we both found that we think alike and were relived.
(I don't have any strong opinions regarding Putin IRL.)

It's weird because I haven't been reading or thinking about him in the slightest, and yet I had two dreams about him.
I guess the human mind is a strange thing.

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 No.1736

>>1735
that pic is ballin'

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 No.1740

>>1656
Holy fuarrrk dude, Varg has his own vlogging YouTube channel actually lol

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 No.1744

>room: bed, chair, mirror
>two women, one is hugging the woman laying in the bed
>she's a doctor tells the other one she's dying, only has weeks left
>dying woman sits up, pulls out knife and cuts her own throat
>head falls off, doctor screams
>rips off the doctor's head, attaches it to her own neck, to take her life force or whatever
>women disappear
>it's me in the bed
>I look in the mirror, the reflection is mine but it's horrible, monstrous
>I don't even look like a caveman or a zombie, I see a disgusting subhuman chimpanzee thing in the mirror

and then I woke up

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 No.1771

I was travelling and some random strangers let me crash at their house. They were really fun people who enjoyed going out and doing things for no reason other than for a laugh, keeping a youthful outlook despite being in their 30's. I crashed out on a couch there with two girls sleeping at the other end. We weren't cuddling or anything but our legs were sort of mingled. Then one of them started putting her bare foot in my face. I don't think she realized this is a sexual turn on for me, I think she just thought it was a silly game.

Since that night I can't look at porn or pictures of girls unless they show the girl's feet. If it doesn't, I get bored and put on something else that does.

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 No.1773

Quit smoking 3 weeks solid and have had 2 dreams related to it so far.

>First dream, extremely realistic.
>Normally doing what I always do: sit in front of my PC dicking around online
>Go downstairs, take 2 cigarettes out of my mothers pack like I used to here and there.
>Go back upstairs, put one down on my desk, smoke the other one.
>Suddenly mom opens door, asks me why I'm smoking.
>Remember saying "Ehh it doesn't matter! :)" and laugh about it.
>Wake up without guilt, oddly.

Second one:
>Setting in what appeared like a post-apocalyptic world. Everything seemed pretty lifeless and dark.
>Remember seeing rundown building and houses, people were outside talking, wearing shoddy clothes.
>A few people talk to me about a war. One of them was an older guy that was a veteran, saying how important the military was and soykaf like that.
>Feeling that my sister was with me somewhere, but I didn't see or talk to her for the entire dream.
>Walk in to a small shack, everything made of old wood.
>Look at the wooden table, see a cigarette, and picked it up.
>Remember asking myself "Should I smoke?"
>Tell myself "Nah, I'm not going to smoke." Put the cigarette back down on the table.
>Feel pretty good, then I woke up.

I've created a strong thoughtform and persona around smoking so it's obvious it's trying to attack me within my dreams.

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 No.1777

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mainly about some girl from my old workplace, I only saw her a few times but I fell in love with her instantly and she shows up in my dreams a lot
>be on train, feeling like shit
>girl sits down next to me
>starts telling me some soykaf about sunflowers
>go home, paint fugton of sunflowers
>cry
I really painted some sunflowers that day because it kept going through my head

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 No.1778

>>1777
I meant soykaf instead of soykaf, what the fuarrrk
my apologies

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 No.1791

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I have read a bunch of these. I am kinda glad that so many people have really fuarrrking weird dreams. It's a little comforting to know I'm not a lone crazy person.

>walking through this fictional city with huge skycrapers for all of the buildings
>black friday
>thousands of rats running everywhere while people sort of ignore them
>guy tells me that it's the night of the king of the rats
>the night is named that way because there's so much garbage for them to feast on
>rats keep jumping all over me. One bites me but the rust just clamber over me because I'm in their way
>this somehow turns into an organized tournament with rats dueling each other
>the rat that represents where I live defeats all the others and is crowned king
>time skip to the next night
>walking again and there's more rats fighting
>I start to panic because I hate seeing these rats and I just start running and yelling like and idiot
>see this really bitchy woman from work
>she says something rude about me being a coward or whatever
>we're going to the same place so I end up sorta walking with her
>it's a huge shiny black glass building
>she says something else to me as we get to the elevator
>I say something about "my" rat winning the tournament means I have some kind of special powers
>we go to get into the elevator but there is no power to it. The door opens but it's dark and it doesn't go anywhere
>we're now closed inside the pitch black elevator
>suddenly there's this loud sound of something large (like human sized) banging against the outside of the elevator
>we pry the doors open and check the next elevator, with the same result
>we run for the stairs and sprint up it while we hear more banging
>terrified because some kind of big monster/serial killer is chasing us
>we get to the roof suddenly at some roof top secret hangout club thing
>it's a bar/lounge that looks like a huge living room with a couple couches
>there's an old man there who I somehow know. He's the killer from seven psychopaths who murders other serial killers
>woman from work has vanished from the dream
>I know a few other people in the lounge but they don't seem to notice me
>I look over at the bar and see this large naked dude at the bar
>I somehow recognize him as a famous canadian porn star (fictional, I don't know of any male canadian porn stars)
>different old man suddenly starts shouting at him to put some clothes on
>start shouting that they want a live band to play at the bar, because this for some reason means the canadian would have to leave
>first old guy (bar owner) declares that he cannot afford to hire a band
>dream ends

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 No.1792

>>1791
>guy tells me that it's the night of the king of the rats
>the night is named that way because there's so much garbage for them to feast on

great dream, this bit in particular gave me a laugh

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 No.1793

>i'm at some grand house in the countryside, and I'm in finest clothes and apparently I have to meet someone important
>become acutely aware that I need to pee real bad, so i go to the find the bathroom
>i get there, but there's a huge queue of hundreds of old men in wigs or in wheelchairs, all hitting each other and arguing
>i decide to pee outside, but it's raining hard and there are security cameras everywhere, and I can't find a quiet spot
>the gardener or groundskeeper comes up to me, and pulls back his coat revealing loads of tiny little bottles and sells me one to pee in
>i try as hard as i can, but i just can't get a single drop out
>everybody comes out of the house to try and find me
>all of a sudden, giant metallic pipes started protruding out of the walls and windows, and all of them start pumping piss and steam out of them at high pressure, soaking me and everything around me, creating huge piss streams and puddles
>one of the piss streams flips a car over and it bounces somehow and hits me, waking me up

The entire dream felt like I was in the movie Brazil

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 No.1794

>>1793
I could not help but honestly laugh aloud at this dream. That sounds fantastic.

Anyway. Here is a dream from a few nights ago.

>I am at work with a good friend/coworker (real person from an old job, I am still in touch with them)
>it is dark outside, raining perhaps but hard to tell, there are no windows that I can see out of but that does not seem alarming. There are lights on.
>We talk about something, I think the Apollo program but I cannot really remember details. The Apollo program makes sense with the setting
>An older woman that neither of us know shows up and starts in on the conversation with us, we let them in like nothing is strange about it
>Soon I realize that we are all talking in Esperanto. We carry on in Esperanto talking about the same topic,
>I notice that, although the older woman really knows Esperanto, my friend does not, and that it therefore is probably a dream,
>And I
Wake up.

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 No.1800

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>>1791
>He's the killer who murders other serial killers

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