zzz - dream

My dream this morning was that I only got 81.7% on my midterm journal.

Oh, oh wait. That was a nightmare, nevermind.

Last night I made a backpack travel from West China to East China. I followed a road, that went straight on. There were giant trees blocking my way and sight and it was all rainy and wet.

In the end some unknown acquaintance climbed with me along a cyclone fence, to pass a great abyss. That was frightening.

I once had a dream that Vladimir Putin, leader of men, tamer of beasts, invader of Crimea went and high fived me. We started hanging out and then he made me an officer in the Russian military for no adequate reason and it was really cool.

I don't even live near Russia…

I had a dream my father and I were in some sort of group home. We were in there tracking some sort of entity, this floating sphereoid thing that was floating through the halls of the group home and scaring the residents. I was just kind of an observer, but my dad was running around trying to shoot the thing with a shotgun and missing every time, leaving holes all over the house because of it.

also all of the group home's residents were crips and they were scared as hell, cowering under blankets.

I was brushing my teeth and they were hollow inside. I found a tiny piece of chicken stuck in one tooth and pulled it out with the toothbrush. Then the piece became bigger. It was like a raw chicken wing with strange organ-like qualities (veins and stuff coming out of it). I contacted my sister (she's a nurse) and she told me that it's an important organ in the human body. My mouth felt really uncomfortable and when I woke up, I had a lot of saliva in my mouth from not swallowing it.

My dreams have gotten rather vivid lately. The day before yesterday was also cool, it was kind of lewd. I was in the shower giving a blow/handjob to some guy, it felt so fuarrrking real when I touched the peen. After that he told me that he hated magic. Because of that, I got out of the shower and went to lay with my cute butch crush on the bed. Apparently we were witches. There was no ceiling, so the moonlight shone on us. Our foreheads and legs were touching. It was relaxing. All in all 4/5 dream, basically the first time I've had a sex-related dream.

>>429
I have often dreams, where I lose my teeth or something similar happens to my jawbone.
Teeth are also a sexual symbol, if one believes in oneiromancy.

>>420
I started getting >6 hours of sleep and I've been having dreams every night. Here's a three-parter that happened in the span of ~20 minutes this morning.

part 1
>my dad's gf's daughter was left in a hot car. she died and came back with supernatural powers and told me she was going to kill them both as revenge. I wasn't as bothered as I should have been by any of this.
part 2
>my neighbour wanted to make out with me so she takes me to her room. it's weird because she shares it with like three of her siblings, they even came in and did a faceheelturn when they saw us in there. Stuff was going to happen but I apparently had a haunted app that would blast annoying facts over the speaker until I removed the battery. I tore the case off in slow-mo and it was oddly high-tech (think batman beyond aesthetic) inside, and I had to strain to get the battery out. I did this maybe three times before she got bored, turned the lights out in her room and left, telling me to straighten her bed up on my way out. While I did I kept seeing something darting between the furniture out of the corner of my eye, watching me.
part 3
>I'm leaving the movie theater with a girl, really chill, and she's like half a foot taller than me and apparently a werewolf. She runs across the empty parking lot to this raised patch of grass that overlooks the road. she makes it over and out of sight before I get there, and when I do she's already in the woods despite the road being full of cars. when she realizes I can't get across she comes back over, (not sure how, dream glitch) picks me up and sits me on her lap and we just chill there.


diagnose me lains

>>432
I think losing your teeth usually has more to do with loss of ability to affect change in your life, but your dreams are affected by the symbolism you know. It's all just elements of your mind rearranged in a peculiar way.

for anyone wondering yes there are people reading this that actually think your dream is interesting
>chinhands
post more dreams

>part 1
It started in a market where I was given a small cube half the size of a dice by a strange stall vendor and told it was a container then made my out of the town.
>woke up to do something then went back to sleep
I was returning from what ever I had to do with a wierd glove on my left hand which had red veins glowing on it. When I got to the market I started speaking to a woman (let's call her friend1 for now as I can't remember her name) and a man (friend2) at a table where they told me they were given 100 containers each. I gave friend1 my money which was in a small bag tied with string and she gave me the containers they had. friend2 complained that he didn't have any dry food so I told him that there was some in the bag with money. Then there was a guy shouting at us that we are traitors (or something like that) so we started running while being chased by everyone in the market. We jump off some kind of ramp and head off in the direction of the mountains. I somehow knew the container had been used and contained something.

A bit about the environment… it looked like a mix between cyb technology and the time of King Henry the 8th where buildings were made up of stone, wood and some kind of metal with wires attatched and the armour friend1 had looked a bit like the armour romand had but darker colours. She also had a sword while friend2 had a hammer but I can't remember his armour. I also knew what a map of the reigon would look like with the town near a stream and a few kilometers awa were the mountains.

>>449
>part 2
We were walking on a grass field when the ground opened and I fell in to a cave where there was a creature twice the size of a bear made of ice and glowing blue trying to kill me. I had a bow on me which I was using and could shoot fire bolts in grous of three from my left hand. The creature would fire ice shards and try to hit me. I jumped behind some kind of box made of ice while trying to kill the creature. Then it started shooting at me as if it had a machine gun while walking slowly towards me. I looked at the side of my glove where there was a bar which wad about 70% full and I knew I had to use a power called "gibson" which was a huge fireball which takes about 4 seconds to fully charge. I charged it above my head and shot it at the creature and it missed but the following fire bolts rendered it imobile. I took out a container and it started glowing bule as the creatures glow faded.
After this I was at the bottom of a mountain trail with the man and woman I was with earlier.

>that was the end of the dream

The dream was wierd as I some how knew where I was and as I spoke to the man and woman I was speaking as if they were friends I have known for a long time.
When I fell asleap after waking up I went back to the same environment with only more detail which took less time (1hour) than the part before (5hours).
I also remember the map of the place I was in, the container and the room where I was fighting in full detail (I have drawn it… might upload in a bit).

i've no idea why and don't remember much from it, but last night i had a dream that i was at George Clooney's wedding. i don't even care about celebrities that much and the only reason i know about his wedding was because i read that everyone that attended had to use burner phones.

was weird.

I was highly respected student, having all good grades, deep scientific talks with my teachers, no friends(I like being alone), a heroin addict(that was funded by my scholarship) and my sister/parents was deeply concerned about my health(both physical and mental). They didn't do anything since it worked out….I was doing pretty good, and heroin was just had a good feeling but it was damped out as if I was doing it for a long time…
Overall, a great dream.

Almost forgot, but the other day I dreamt of MCcarthy.
I was in an old man's house, he was an eccentric it seems. Anyway, the guy has hosting someting like a party and at one point I was at his library looking at all his books, he had a lot of them and he had somewhat of a mess. I went to a coffee table with books and I saw some (little) books on lisp. I got really excited and I was thinking of grabbing one for myself. Then I looked around a while and then I saw MCcarthy looking at the shelves. He was black and white, lol. Anyway I went to him and said "Hey, you're John MCcarthy! it's an honour, blah blah", and I stretched his hand and I could see he was annoyed because it happened a lot to him, and he wanted to avoid all the fuzz. But he was unable to express it and just tried to distract my attention by pointing to a random book and said "look". I noticed what he was trying to do and said "Ooooh yeah". He laughed and then I said "Well nice to meet you, bye".

I had the coolest fuarrrking dream ever. It was also the most in depth and detailed dream I have ever had. I remember there being so much to it but I can only remember a tiny portion of it.

I had a dream that I was a private in the Russian military as Russia decided to invade and annex the entire Ukraine.

I was with a platoon of soldiers who all had really awesome and unique personalities but unfortunately I can't remember what they were :(

The dream started with the first push across the border where we walked forwards and started fighting enemy soldiers while tanks and APCs were driving past further up.

I remember there being a battle where we were fighting over a hill and a valley near a town and we put down smokey grenades and had to bayonet charge through the smoke.

I kept thinking it was a Russian version of Generation Kill.

Among other things, I dreamed I was playing a cute lil game where little creatures (called 'cdrs' lol) were munching the world and when they saw you they pushed you with their tongue, and you had to flee before the world was completely eaten by those creatures. I think I'm gonna make that game, though I'm no gamedev

>>492
oh god please make this game.

>>492
sounds like the cutest version of grey goo I've ever heard of

now I dreamt I was in the future or something. First I had no clue of this, I was wandering a high-school looking for a friend, and after a while I gave up and decided to leave, a lot of kids were leaving at that moment, heading to toe subway (well it was a ladder that climbed upwards, like the train at Chicago that's above ground level), and I noticed a guy was following me so I stopped and he stopped somewhere nearby me, there was a lot of people so I decided to take that to my advantage, but this guy and another one approached me while another guy stood behind me, they were asking for my backpack. I wouldn't give it and I was trying to squeeze out between them. By that time we were up in the structure and they noticed there was less people, and were about to beat me, but one of them got mad and took out a knife and put it in my ribs, I was scared by that moment and started begging the guy, but he wouldn't listen and he actually stabbed me.
But when he stabbed me I was out of my body, looking from a short distance at my body falling down. I was in a copy of my body and I just walked away.
I was then in the subway and this is where I noticed I was in the future, it was all different and I wouldn't be able to skip the enter fee. So I payed and entered, and then I got kinda lost, everything was unfamiliar. Then the trains were like those old streen trains in san francisco, they were all small too. I was walking around and saw a funny red car on the trails, then another one. I have always dreamed with cars in the subway trails, for years now, so I realized I was dreaming and it was fun to realize that. But I didn't bother thinking about this much and kept walking, then another recurring theme happened, as one of those funny red cars was about to hit a train. But this time the car just went right trought it, hard to explain…

Last night I dreamt about Linus, of Linus Tech Tips.

First we were going on some kind of mission. It was night, and Linus was there along with some other people I can't remember. He broke into and hotwired a car, and then dismissed our concerns by saying the police never catches anyone for anything. We drove to a house and Linus picked the lock. I fell behind a little and had to avoid some guards who were outside. I don't remember anything else about what we did there, but at some point I think I traveled back in time and repeated the mission with a different outcome, and then tried to explain it to them.

Later, soykaf changes: Linus is now running a retro games/electronics/oddities store right from his own house. I'm looking for stuff to sell in my home, and some of it is outside barely protected from the elements because I have no space inside. Then I realize I have a whole unused room that I had somehow forgotten about. I find a laserdisc version of the soundtrack to The Social Network and an old Gameboy, and I go to visit Linus.

Linus' home/store has some gathering going on, and I go to the living room to look out the window. It's winter, and Linus has figures of anime characters in his backyard, kept in a huge display cabinet. It's round and maybe waist-high, divided into two sections. It's much too big for the few small figures he has. As I keep thinking about how he manages to protect the figures from the cold, I realize the cabinet is actually a water tank full of frozen water. fuarrrk you Linus.

Linus is playing with a baby–I don't know if it's his–and I approach him to ask about selling the laserdisc. I don't remember what we talk about, but we move out of the living room and Linus is standing very close to me as he's talking, and I start getting a boner. It must be his raw sexual power, or maybe all that innuendo he has or at least used to have in his videos. Linus tries to sell me some membership system where I'll be allowed access to restricted parts of his house if I do something right (it had something to do with buying and selling).

We start walking deeper into the house, and sure enough Linus turns into an old woman. He/she goes into a public women's bathroom that for some reason he/she has. I peek in and there's some girl there, I think she was wearing a Japanese school uniform. Linus comes out and I start talking about the Gameboy.

I don't remember anything else.

Maniacs. I dreamt about maniacs.

A man who was hunting women for whatever reason. He wasted several of them on the steamboat. I don't remember what happened next. I do remember seeing him standing in the centre of some room in a high-rise flat with his face in blood and pieces of flesh holding a woman by her neck and saying 'I wish you to become one with me' to her. Then something protruded from his face, similarly to Jensen's arm-blades, piercing through the woman's body and entangling with her. I woke up then.

The woman was dressed as a hooker btw. If that means anything.

I had a high school dream.

I was, in fact, Miley Cyrus, and I went to my highschool, because a guy (An anime-fan with over-protective parent, and who couldn't relate with other people socially, so he was often bullied too) had won the prize, so I took a picture with him, and I think I kissed him in the cheek too.

After that, I had to run from my fans, and I hid in a place (apparently in my school) where they sold weed-related products and made tattoos.

Weirdest dream ever.

I had a dream for the first time in a while. I remember experiencing far more, but when I woke up, all I could remember was something about how Ukraine has no right to exist.

>>783
oh yeah, now i remember another dream from a while back. it was very strange. basically, i thought i had to go to my old high school in ireland (even though i lived in america at the time) but instead, i went to my primary (elementary) school. all my old classmates were there. then, i realized that i had gone to the wrong school, but everyone was still there. so i said something like ¨damn, i need to get running¨ but then this one kid says ¨why are you here in the first place? why are we all here? this must be a dream¨ then i said ¨i guess you're right¨ and woke up.
also nice >>420 get

I keep a dream journal

Here are some excerpts from it :3

I had a trippy dream one night ago that the japs invented a machine to turn you into a psychopath. You attached it to your head and it would buzz. a jap later on put it and tried to kill me.

//ignore initial racism

Anoder 1ne ¶:3

I also dreamt one night that I was In north korea. I went visited there and went along complexes that were abandoned. I later on managed to find a control room for NKs nuclear weapons that had a tinted red light with a soldier explaining things for me.

Thurd..

I dreamt that I went to the moon on a space plane, I held my breath and let go and for some reason I can breath. I landed there with another astronaut and went around the moon. Then came back home to earth in an epic landing.

Last but not least.. (tips fedora)

I always dream of old school video games, dino crisis is a common one. Sometimes it never takes place on the exact levels, but it has the feel. Disturbing, eeri abandoned places. It's pretty cool though

today's dream was weird. I was a serial killer who could only find pleasure in bad feelings, and I chased down the members of a community I used to go on, killing all of them. I finally confronted the last member, and explained my predicament to her, both of us with the knowledge that I would eventually come to kill her (or she would kill me). I kept thinking of a way out, and eventually exited myself in the dream, and entered someone else, like I was the narrator to their life changing subject. it was kind of like homestuck. Then the new person killed me, and I woke up.
There's a lot I can't remember about the dream.

Yesterday I had some really weird dream. Or a nightmare, I dunno.
I was in my flat, hatching Zerg on my bed. When decent inhabitats of the swarm reached the size of cockroaches, I started destroying them. I have woken up after I flushed out the last minion.

Я снгодня был на одном форуме(сектантов или сатанистов). Родители спали, поэтому я писал без света. На форуме написали, что я делаю похвальное дело, ведь, пребывая на сайте, я подпитываю демонов. Внезапно всё потемнело, заиграла музыка из "Мастера и Маргариты" и какая-то рожица появилась в темноте. Я очень испугался, но это был лишь мой кот. Потом поле зрения заполнили быстро меняющиеся строчки текста, я полетел уже на природе, между домиков, утопавших в сакурах. А потом я проснулся.

>>923
Get out of here, STALKER.

>>924
Why?

I dreamt of a guy saying "this is what I dreamt the other night", and then I dreamt his dream.

The guy from TV who announces the lottery is in a local, choosing the numbers he'll play.
He's indecisive and the clerk is doing just-choose-already faces.
The clerk then does an I-have-an-idea face and starts typing into his computer, prints something and starts taping it to the walls.
It was an anouncement that went "Bored? Call the lottery guy! He'll come to your house and not leave. Call [telephone number]"
Seeing that the TV guy looks over-actingly surprised as an off voice says "that gave me an idea" and a publicitary spot about lottery starts.

Then the guy from the beginning says "cool dream, huh?" and I woke up.

>>923
potato runes are cyb

Приснился ещё один странный сон. Сюжет был довольно простой: родители сказали мне, что нуэно уже сейчас ехать в институт и пытаться сдавать подготовительные экзамены (хотя я в 8-ом классе). Дали решить 1 задачку по физике и я проснулся.

I am in some kind of indoor/outdoor space, remeniscent of a subway station, but with a really high ceiling, trees, beds of plants and what seems to be sunlight shining in from above or through the walls.

I am hanging out with a group of people, mostly around my age ([REDACTED]). I interact with a girl in passing, while walking within the station, but then I go off and talk to other people. Eventually some circumstance brings us together again; I can't remember exactly what happened.

She is a fair bit smaller than I am. She is wearing a tank top with spaghetti straps. She is very animated and I get the impression that she is cleverer than me. We talk for a while, I don't remember what about. She is in 10th grade in high school, not sure what school. She tells me that her name is Mann, and I tell her that my name is [REDACTED]. We seem to be getting on pretty well. She's very attractive.

That's all I can remember. :/

>>933
Add some random japanese media like in Blade Runner as well.

Now, ontopic, I dreamed of my first girlfriend, and the thins we used to do (90's teenagers). I miss her, even though I know I woudn't be able to bear five minutes with her today. I guess it's called nostalgia.

When I was a kid I used to have a dream where me and my best friend at that time went to a beach and found the pieces of a giant robot (kinda like Iron Giant). I haven't talked to the man in a long time. I'm a bit sick atm so I took a little nap and saw this dream.

Come to the same beach with some friends (ofc I didn't remember it was the same beach). The idea is to swim, listen to music, smoke some weed and chill. While doing just that, one of my friends comes across a strange key and being as adventurous as we used to be as kids, we try to find the thing it opens. Well, after some poking around we find these huge shipping containers which are locked and suprise suprise, the key fits. The pieces of the metal man are inside the containers. There is a breeze and suddenlty all my friends are gone. I ain't that afraid and I try to call the friend from years back.
>Dude, do you remember the thing we found from the beach when we were kids? I stumbled upon it again?
<What did you find?
(At this point I realize that the call didn't connect to my friend, instead, I'm talking with my cousin who is 11 years old. I might have mistouched the name on my phone, but meh, I keep talking.
>Hey kid, that's right! I found a huge robot that shoots lasers and everything!
<Coooooooll.
(I can hear that his legitimately interested)
>Yeah, I'll buy you one! Just remember to be a good kid. See ya!
<Bye!

Huh. I'll try sending a couple of messages to my friend:
>I found the robot!
<easy!
>Yeah dude, it's the thing we found from the beach!
<Living on Earth must be a blessing.
>dude, wtf
<Because of the DNA, organisms here are always unique, always evolving.
<Always changing.

I don't know how it came to me, but I quickly understood that the robot was messing with my phone.
It was kinda sad that I found the thing from my childhood again but I couldn't share it with anyone, not even the friend from childhood. I could only contact my cousin, sure, he was interested in the whole robot thing (like many kids at that age are) but he couldn't possibly understand.
I locked the containers, took the key with me and left the beach.

That was kinda depressing -_-

I don't usually remember my dreams, so this one coming out of the blue really took me by surprise.
>I'm (or whoever I'm watching) is in a broken down room, the kind you would see in stalker or something. There's two bathtubs and nothing else that I remember, they are both side by side about 10-15 feet apart.
>There's one window, it looks like there is ash or something on the ground everywhere outside. There's one door that leads into a hallway just as crappy as this room, by setup it looks like a hospital.
>There's a lady in the other bathtub bathing, not sure what she looked like. I get the feeling that taking a bath is a rare opportunity here so we are taking it. I'm also apparently a woman, or am watching through the eyes of one, and she(I?) is also bathing.
>suddenly the other woman is huddled in the fetal position as close to her bathtub as possible, back facing me, not making any noise. I get the feeling this somehow makes you undetectable by whatever is coming.
>another woman kind of just shows up in the room, she's creepy as fuarrrk - I can't explain looks because it seems like it's all concepts but she's holding me by the throat in the air
>view kind of shifts to an aerial view of a large field of ashen nothingness - except there is a giant screaming/wailing/singing? skull in the middle of it all - I get the feeling it's fuarrrking enormous - like a couple skyscrapers high. It's all ashy too, and looks like it's made out of wood because it has cracks coming down from it's eyes. I get the feeling reaching it would have been something really bad, and being even near it was also really, really bad.
>my view just spins around it drawing closer as it sways and roars/cries. I can't really tell what sound it was making because it reverted back to concepts, but it was the loudest thing I have ever not heard, so loud it was breaking something - reality, the world, me? whatever it was, I woke up just before I got too close it it.

Two dreams about being back in school today.

>first one
I was writing magic spells because I was bored. One of them turned me into a demon, and I ran around the class fuarrrking soykaf up. Some kid I borrowed paper from to write the spell threatened to tell on me, but when he did the teacher believed my word over his because I was a model student. Later in the dream I was in math class, we were playing jeopardy and the questions were really obscure, but my team felt like they relied on me to answer any of them. Then a girl who had cerebral palsy came in and we flirted with each other.

>next one
I was in math class again, but I was really disorganized and everyone was being unpleasant which forced me to get out of my imaginary shell and get catty with them. It was a lot like middle school was for me because my desk had a million papers on it and organization was limited to folders I stuffed random papers into, and I couldn't keep up with the notes we were supposed to be taking, while everyone around me took notes and kept talking. Despite the chaos, I enjoyed this dream. It lasted about 30 minutes.

High school dreams are common for me. I don't mind, but it gets boring sometimes. I think my dream journal contains the name of every classmate I ever associated with, and then about a hundred more.

A lot of time ago, I had this dream where a little boy was at my place without any particular reason. He seemed sad or desperate, I can't really remember but it came down to me trying to find faults in reality, focussing on them and speaking them out loud to fix reality. Those faults were not visible at first glance though and it turned out to be very difficult and dangerous cause the world seemed to revolve around hurting us.
So the other day, I had a dream with a similar theme. I was at my parents, fixing the roof after I damaged it for some reason, at least everyone seemed to blame me. Then, a storm came up and I had to leave the roof very fast, though I got wet my the rain. Back inside the whole mood went dark and scary. I was upstairs changing clothes and heard the regulary occuring noise of knives on plates. While I didn't mind it first, I got pretty freaked out by it. As it seemed so unreal to me, I asked myself if this was a dream but came to the conclusion, that it couldn't be. I shouted my parent's names but no one answered, I got more scared. Finally, I got dressed with socks to sneak downstairs quietly.
Moving into the kitchen, I found my dad wearing a suit and a fat version of my mother (they're completely different normally) and some other person probably. They were sitting there like robots, eating their food. As I knew this kind of problem, I shouted "You're not my real parents" as loud as I could and listed all the wrong things about the situation - nothing changed though. This is where I panicked, everything became blurry and trippy, I felt incredibly weak. Then, my mother stood up and started attacking me, so I pointed out my real mother isn't this fat and she insulted me about being too thin for some reason. I woke up while she was choking me to death.

For the past year or so, all of my dreams have been terribly mundane with the exception of one element: I can never walk properly. I'm always trying struggling to keep my balance or my waist is twisted at an awkward angle. The "story" of my dreams is always very normal, realistic, and boring. Something as simple as going grocery shopping, but all of my effort and concentration is on trying to walk normally. It's pretty weird.

>>449
>>450
Apparently you can't dream of a person you haven't seen before. These friends might be your real friends and you forgot their names/faces, or people from your past that only your subconscious remembers. Also that universe those dreams took place in sounds cool. Almost like a medieval fantasy mixed with /cyb/

Here's a pretty scary dream I had just the other night. The thing that made it that much more scarier is the fact that it felt extremely real, and I often can't tell dreams and reality apart.

So, there's this guy I love, and this 27 stories high building. My dream had him on the roof of the building, planning to jump off. I heard about it somehow and went to him with my computer, trying to talk him out of it. What followed was a long conversation that I've mostly forgotten now, but I know I talked about ponies of all things, and overall a lot of pretty meaningless things.

At one point, he kissed me on the cheek, and shortly after that, I woke up. It was around 3AM, if I recall correctly, and I felt very uneasy. Throughout the whole dream, there was a pretty heavy feeling of impending doom, as if my life was going to end, and it didn't really leave after I woke up. I had a lot of trouble with falling asleep again, even though I knew that the feeling was irrational. It was just really spooky, I guess.

My dream recall has went to soykaf for some reason. I can barely remember how my recent dreams have ended. As opposed to being interesting and diverse they're now relatively mundane and encompass my anxieties and shameful memories, as if I haven't gotten enough of that in my waking life. I really do not want to write them down anywhere.

I dreamed about a (fictive) Japanese mythological love story, depicted and animated on some veneer or altarpiece. As usual with this kind of dreams, it was a powerful story with a deep meaning lost almost right after I woke up, but the most frustrating thing is that I also don't remember the small haiku-like poem I crafted at the end of this sequence in some kind of fake ancient English. I think it was a call for the lovers to put off their clothes and to go toward love, with some kind of warning. If only I had my pen near me and I wasn't so lazy... What a shame.

There is a really Scary-fun dream when i was a kid. I remember that in the dream i was arriving to my house from the school, so the bus left me in the corner of the street, but i realized that all the doors of the neighborhood were open, so i walked to my house, enter to the house and there was a lot of blood in the living, suddenly i listened to car's motors, so i ran out of my house and saw a lot of "Jeeps" with armored guys comming, at this part i was rly scared, i ran to the corner where the bus left me and i hid myself down of a car in a rly bad conditions. There was like 20 seconds of silence and then Jesus, yeah jesus or someguy with the face of jesus just saw down the car and found, he grabbed his AK-47 and shot me in the head. I wake up with headache.

Just had a dream last night that I was deployed and my weapon wouldn't work. A bunch of people were trying to kill me and all I could do was squeeze the trigger on my M4. It was terrifying.

>>992
deployed? are you a soldier?

I just had a dream where I was in a tower, and at the top of the tower was the office of North Korea's leader. I somehow met the leader, and it was a young woman. I fell madly in love with her
Then, when I was taking the elevator to her office with her, it stopped working and descended out of control before stopping at some random floor. This floor was full of Americans (I'm australian) and they were being very loud and rude. I was loudly arguing with them and defending my love, and it was at the moment I realised that I was legitimately believing in all the north korean propaganda I was saying with all my heart and soul, and I didn't care because I was in love with glorious leader.

>>996
Air Force. Close enough.

I asked around and it turned out to be a common occurrence among deployed people.

I've not been posting lately since I've been recovering from my depression. I'm on an anti-depressant now and have all sorts of vivid dreams. A few of the best thus far below:

>I'm back in my old dorm, celebrating the end of the school year with friends who don't actually exist. Somehow, we manage to awaken an ancient evil in the form of some sort of cat vaguely like a black panther. Oh, and for some reason my dorm is completely detached from campus and is actually in a very brutalist version of Tokyo. As a result of this evil, civilization as we know it ends. The evil morphs into the form of a woman, and has a companion whom it refers to as her sister. Knowing that I am responsible for the awakening of this evil, I and a companion of mind find a way to hide from it by travelling to the future, where we find a post-apocalyptic cyberpunk world run by the evil we were hiding from. However, it doesn't know we are there, and we pose as some of their workers and work our way up until we're in their central office. From there, we plot to isolate and destroy this evil, using a device we made. Unfortunately, our cover was blown. My companion, afraid of being caught, transfers his consciousness into a laser that I would then carry around with me. The device we made is a sort of net that wraps itself around a target when thrown. It continues to tighten until the target is forced into a state of non-existence. After some fighting with this evil and its "sister" I am able to destroy them both. I ceased to exist though.

>People from the future determine that my existence, for reasons unknown to me, is an existential threat to them as I somehow cause a shift in the timeline that results in their reality never coming to be. I'm a glitch. I was never supposed to exist to them. They continually try to kill me. I woke up when they succeeded.

>This dream was in black and white. I wake up in a cramped apartment. Alone. Get ready for what is apparently my job. Walk down a very dull street until I reach a warehouse of sorts. Open the door and it's dark. It's a very big room full of rows and rows of shelves. On the shelves are long metal boxes, all of them identical. From there I begin to walk around in the city, finding people to talk to. When I talk to them, I make small talk and eventually develop the conversation. After a while, the conversation ends, and when it does the person I was talking to drops dead. No one seems to pay much attention to it though, because in this society whatever I was doing was a normal part of their lives. I'd then drag the bodies back to the warehouse, where it would be placed in a metal box and stacked on a shelf.

Had a dream I was abducted by aliens last night.
>somehow regain control of myself
>get out of the cell they were keeping me in
>grab weapon
>run downhallways, killing aliens

Pretty fun, actually...

I had a chain of related dreams a few weeks ago

1/3
I was at a large indoor stadium full of people. In the center of the stadium, instead of a sports field of any type, there were just a lot of people with carnival booths set up. I was weaving through the dense crowds with no direction in mind.

A girl who looked like Uma Thurman's character from Pulp Fiction tapped me on the shoulder. I remember thinking that I recognized her as a friend. She said something along the lines of "I'm really bored, want to go find somewhere with fewer people"? Then we went to the edge of the stadium and somehow scaled the wall to get to the seating area. We went through some hallways and somehow ended up at a separate section at the very top of the seating area. Once we were there, we sat down and talked for a little while and held hands. I don't remember anything we said, but I do remember her looking at me and smiling.

I *did* watch Pulp Fiction right before I went to bed that night.

2/3
This happened the next night, right after the first dream.

I was going to a Japanese habachi-style restaurant with a group of friends, including a girl that I have a crush on. The restaurant was weird. There was a single squared-horseshoe shaped table with about twelve seats. The table was right in the middle of the building, which had black walls, ceilings, and floors, and there were no windows. The only light was from a cluster of incandescent lightbulbs right over the table, so you couldn't really see too far away from the table. The restaurant staff seemed like they would just magically appear out of the shadows and then disappear the same way.

Anyway, I tried to get a seat next to the girl I like, but somehow I ended up at the opposite end of the table. On one side of me there was a person who I didn't really like much, and I thought I was on the very end of the table. However, I eventually looked at the seat on the other side and there was Uma Thurman again (still looking like her character in Pulp Fiction). The rest of the dream went similarly to the first dream. We never ordered food, but somehow ended up having things to eat. I talked to Uma the whole time (not that I remember anything I said). Eventually, everyone was finished (we didn't have to pay, for some reason) and people started to leave. Eventually it was just me and Uma Thurman.

3/3
This one happened a few days later, and I did a soykafty job remembering it. All I can recall is being on a boat on a river that is close to where I live and having Uma Thurman there again. We were alone. I still have the image of her smiling at me burned into my mind.


I have had no further dreams about this girl since then.

cant remember the order

I was outisde doing something and suddenly it started to thunder. Luckily, i was close to my home.
When i came to my house there was a cat i often saw around the neighborhood in real life. It sat right by the doorspring so i pushed it a little so it couldnt get in. I think we had some conversation then. Then after i went inside i picked up my brothers watch which had a gold colour. You could twist it to start a timer and i tested it once.

I dreamed that gandalf was helping me learn to wear makeup.

Also, several nights ago, I dreamed that I was in a skilift with my autistic brother (I don't have an autistic brother) and my friend. He became mad at us because we took a page from his diary about an IQ test he had.

This is a dream that I just woke up from.

It's the afternoon, and I stopped by a generic fast food place where there were a whole bunch of strangers. As I made my way out of the building, I slid past the SUV that I drove in and a slightly taller red truck, which somehow rubbed it's paint onto me. Suddenly, a group of dudebros with spiked hair appear around me, mostly onto the truck. The tallest one of the group, which also happened to be on the top of the truck and closest to me, asks some questions:

>Do you know what this is?
>No.
>It's a 2004 Ford ???
He asks me some more questions, which I somehow forgot. Also, by this point, I noticed that the truck turned white.
Then one final question.
>You think you know everything about the nothing that you do, don't you?
>Nope, I know nothing about the nothing that I know.

They all look all look at each other and laugh their asses off, get off the truck, then one of the guys hands me a plastic box with colored pencils in it, along with a 3X5 inch paper with a list of names. Most of the paper had names, but N and O were just blank spaces, and there was no M section, so I sloppily wrote my name in the top left part of the paper, then neatly wrote my name in the top right. Then I woke up.

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I am writing this with the disclaimer that I typed this with a strong sense of urgency, since the dream was fading fast. Sorry about spelling mistakes and the
like. The actual body of the dream in this postwas written frist with the below paragraphs being added afterwards for the sake of getting it out as quickly as possible, but leaving a lot of it disjointed and confusing.

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Does anyone do dream interpretations here? I just had a dream that was, in many ways related to my current life, but it feels like there's something my subconcious
is trying to tell me. I'm wondering if anyone can get a different angle on this dream and help me understand if there was more to it. First, some background:

I'm in the military and am deployed right now. I'm not anywhere dangerous, but work has been pretty rediculos. The military came up a bit in the dream. I had
this dream after working a 30 hour shift. It was pretty intense with lots of yelling over the sounds of jet engines and running around equipment a lot. None of the yelling was particularly emotionally charged, but simply trying to be heard by someone else. Religionn played a part in this dream, too. IRL, my wife is an extremely religious person and I'm a atheist, with only a few close friends knowing, friends who are also atheists and understand my position. Religion played a strong part in this dream. Additonally, my wife has recently been going to a Christian college. I don't like it, especially considering that they're teaching her apolietics and weaving the bible in with her Early Childhood Education degree.

Emotionally, I recently lost a foster daughter to some soykafty family who adopted her and her brothers and sisters at saame time after openly admitting that they were doing it for social security and government pay. We were given a “farewell visit” before I left, and I almost hit my daughter as I opened the door because they just layed her down on the floor there. I recently found out that they were moved out of this house into another foster family who is, again, trying to adopt them. Though she didn't come up in the dream, I'm sure that she affected its...”plot”. Nicotine probably played a part in this, too. I 've been trying to quit smoking and have been somewhat sucessful. First, I used vapes to get me down to a point, followed with a regimine of patches. After I got in from tath shift, I fell asleep on my bed with my uniform and boots still on, nevermind the nicotine patch that I had on
my arm. That was my first time sleeping while ingesting nic.

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The dream faded up into my memory. I don't remember how it started, but when I started remembering it, my wife had joined a religious group. It was already
established that this was a cult of some sort, and I was walking around with them in their place of worship which was, of all places, a vape shop. They, along with
my wife, kept trying to pull me into their religion and, although it was extremely easy to counter everything they were saying, they were insessitant. This was extremely frustrating and, although I remember being frustrated, I don't remember actually feeling it. It was like emotion was something that is done, not felt. I continued walking along inside of this vape shop, trying to find my way out, when I came across the owner of the shop/ the cult leader. He began trying to convert me, which didn't work out too well as far as conversation is concerned. We quickly escelated to yelling at each other, the kind of yelling you end up being hoarse after.




I remember thingking during the dream that this was like my TIs used to yell during basic training. Iremember saying some pretty fuarrrked up things to him, as well as threatning to kill him. This is against my nature. It would take a lot for me to kill someone, but in my mind I was defending my wife, and you don't fuarrrk with my family.

As we were yelling, somehow his back got turned toward me. It was around here that the dream began falling apart and logic stopped making sense. Now, I remember it
two different ways, but I either had a vape in my hands or a bottle of juice. I remember the vape looking like a 9v battery with a medical device strapped to it.
The guy was still yelling with his back turned and I had the sudden realization that he was trying to poison me. He handed me either a vape or a bottle of juice;
again, the logic was starting to fall apart at this point. He tried to hand it to me and I slapped it down to the ground. The dream, again fuzzy at this point, saw
me realizing that it wasn't a vape or juice. It was more like something a kid would make at preschool, like a cereal box with construction paper glued to it.

I usually dont' get too poetic in my dreams, but this dream was an anomily. The guy looked at me and said something that I had never considered before, something
that seems really fundamental but still came out of the blue for me: "Is retribution something that can be felt, or is it something that must be acted out?"

I don't remember much after this, except that the dream became semi-lucid and fell apart as I woke up.

>>01037

I love dreams as bizarre as this for whatever reason.

>>1056
>>1057

Woke up from another nightmare dream with an oddly coherent story tonight. Something about being a game dev running around, stuck inside of his own game. Monsters were chasing me. I couldn't get away. It was inside of some crashed spaceship on an alien world. A game mechanic of the game was that I could add parts to the ship, but they would notice that it was changing. I had a different foster daughter. It was very "the orphan"-esque. She was the antagonist, being the leader of the monsters. The story ended as I escaped out of a window in a house and she saw me running away. For whatever reason, the sneakers I was wearing played a role in the plot. She yelled something at me from the window, but I can't remember what it was. It wasn't an intrinsically evil phrase, but I just knew that it was her trying to lure me back to the house. I was so scared she would come after me or send someone after me.

I had an okay dream last night, but I can't remember much of it
I was traveling somewhere with my friends, and we wound up walking along the path by the river in the woods near where I live. Eventually we came to a major highway that was by the special elementary school I went to as a young child. We crossed the road, it was filled with cars but it felt like they just didn't matter to the sidewalk on the other side where the narrow strip of woods continued. I had always wondered if the trail continued on the other side of that road. There was a path leading up hill next to a metal frisbee golf hole that I'm pretty sure isn't normally there, but there's a spot just like the one I saw in the woods by my school. We started to climb up the hill, and it was strange because it started out as a bike path but turned into a road for cars that curved a little and led to the apartments that were on the other side of the woods, but we never got to the apartments for some reason (I can't remember).

Next I met a girl and she pulled out a strapon from nowhere, at least I think it was a strap on it might have been a butt plug, and there was definitely sex that happened and it was a different girl by the end of it. This is when I started lucid dreaming, and I just thought about that other girl a lot before I woke up.

I had one where i invited bashar al assad and vladimir putin to my birthday party.
there was a point in my dream where me, my boyfriend, bashar, putin and their bodyguards and some other people i forget were sitting on a large table in a cafe
bashar had to leave to i followed him into his presidentiual car and overheard him and his bodyguard having a discussion about how bashar was descended from european pacific island hoppers (?)
then the dream turned into something else which i wont write here

>>1075
>that I won't write here

You're on an image board. Not only is it okay to write here, you are REQUIRED by the laws of the internet to write it here.

b u m p

This dream happened in prolonged fragments that were very loosely related, so I'll do my best to remember them all in complete detail (just woke up)
The first was me living in some sort of group housing with a bunch of people my age (early 20s) that I didn't know, except in this stage of the dream everything was mildly paranormal. Everyone else seemed to be afflicted with some condition that lowers awareness to the point they didn't notice the human-size spiders all over the house. Oddly enough the spiders weren't frightening, they were more like annoying weak enemies in the early levels of a game, so I went around stomping them since I was the only lucid one in the house.
The next fragment was me buying stuff from a walmart for the house, but nothing much happens besides me staring at some of the other shoppers and they're all wearing these IDs on their belt/waist that an employee scans.
The third fragment is me in a cafeteria with the people from before and at least a hundred others. I'm sitting alone since I don't know anyone, until a girl asks to sit down next to me. I notice she's about four inches taller than me, has straight blond hair and wears fingerless gloves for some reason. None of these traits are normally what I look for in a woman, but for some reason her personality (being an expert in all her personal interests, essentially) was the deciding factor that made me want to ask her out.
But that's when the next fragment of the dream started. Half the cafeteria was cleared for this pop/emo band who played mildly depressing music with some sort of fatalist message, but the beat was catchy enough I didn't completely hate it. Then the people I was sharing a house with were back in place of the girl, saying how great the band was and that we had to give them this cake they made. It had some message on it that I can't remember, but I thought it was a little ridiculous. We manage to get it across the room to the band once they're done playing, and the lead singer dislikes the message on the cake too, giving my flatmate who made it this deadpan "really?" look, and he just reaches into the icing with his bare hands and mixes it around until the message is illegible, and only then does he start eating it.

If anyone wants to try analyzing this mess be my guest, because I can't make sense of it. I guess it could be me accepting my less than ideal circumstances and just rolling with the weirdness but I bet there's more to it than that.

>>420

So, I was inside a place that I felt was like my house but it was a total shithole.

I had lots of pets, a couple of birds and for whatever reason a cougar.

I'm fuarrrk ing terrified of the cougar. The next thing I see is a bird attacking it's baby and then eating it.

After that the cougar gets up on it's hind legs and it's leaning against me, so I push it off but it cuts my shoulders.

I run out of the house, and for whatever reason I have a bag in my hand, I realize that it's halloween.

There is a bit of candy in the bag, but for some reason the bag was weighted down, as if to make someone think there was more candy in it.

I tell the people up the street to come to my house and see the cougar, but when we get there the cougar is gone and all the birds are eating each other.


The next thing I remember is getting drunk in the dream and lying on a trampoline, when this girl from highschool I used to know shows up right in front of my face and says "No one can ever know about us" and then she just runs away really freakily fast.

I also had the impression that I had gotten her pregnant somehow but we've only ever wen't on one date and I haven't seen her in seven years.

In this dream I'm either going to high school or college in a reality where minor spacetime anomalies are almost as common as thunderstorms, and I have a cute planeswalker gf. When I make it to about the third floor of my school (buildings tend to be bigger in my dreams) and there was some sort of bomb threat during an anomaly. Space sort of weakened except in areas with a high concentration of people so the faculty basically huddled a couple dozen people in the middle of the hall to make sure the ground under us stayed solid until the anomaly passed. Nothing ever really came of the bomb threat for one reason or another. Planeswalker gf senses the anomaly I guess and shows up at my school to try to correct it. She uses her powers to navigate the sections of the school that are barely there and reach the mass of people on the third floor and rescue them, the day is saved etc. etc.
but when I get to where my car was parked, all the cars had been switched around and the keys to the car that was formerly in a given spot were in the engine compartment of the car that was currently in that spot, so the "bomb threat" was more like an "exploit the chaos to fuarrrk with everyone's cars" threat. The students and staff eventually get it taken care of and most people leave early after that.

>>1023
>fight evil entity
>can't defeat it
>escape into the future where it runs the world

are you by any chance a Samurai Jack fan?

Yet another absolutely terrifying nightmare. Everything was a conspiracy and there was a war between Mars and Earth. I had been chosen as a sacrifice to go to and fight them til death. I uncovered the fact that the leader of the Earth's government (a child? At least child-like person/entity) was all-powerful and was in the process of taking over Mars (or something). Now that I was aware of her plans, she began pursuing me. Every time that I thought I got away, she caught back up with me.

When I woke up, I had the most intense hallucination of a malicious entity patting me on the back and a few seconds later, a voice saying something I forgot.

>>1507
>terrified of a cougar
>see a baby hurt by its mother
>you get hurt by this "cougar"
>have a childhood memory tainted with a forbidden love
I think you know where I'm going with this

I was watching my brother type in his password to some log in prompt. There was no masking so I saw the actual characters every time. I think he kept on deleting it when he screwed up from typing too fast.