Weird Dreams

Last night I had a dream that I walked into school, and we have this really big staircase you see as soon as you walk in. A cat ran really fast down the stairs towards me, and just before it got to me it turned into an owl and flew out of the window. Then I walked back outside and this random girl from my Maths class kissed me.

Don't ask.

 

Naww, Reciprocal, that's so cute! xD <3

Well, I had this really cool dream that I was in Inception (I had just watched Inception). I had one of those moments that I realized that I was dreaming, and could decide whether to wake up or stay in the dream. I stayed. Thus, I could do basically whatever I wanted to. I began by building entire cities. Then I zoomed out and literally built worlds! Gosh, my brain must have been working at like 99% capacity, it's among the most godhoodish moments I've had.

Nightmares? Hmm. Well, I dreamt about this disgusting witch who had a fetish on my toes/feet, were licking them etc (and NO, I DON'T have a foot fetisch, thank you very much), and eventually started eating them, and I was bleeding to death, then I woke up. And the witch was still there. And I woke up. Still there. *shivers*

Oh, and another nightmare I guess, I was drowning. Woke up with my head in the pillow, literally suffocating; I had barely the strength to get up out of that position, I had like no strength left and could barely raise my arms.

I think I prefer daydreaming in general ^^

 

I once dreamed I was in Hogwarts with my friends, and I was being chased through loads of narrow corridors by the shadow things from The Overture by Panic! At The Disco. They cornered me in the theatre, but I was saved by Deadpool. I then went on to form a new Ghostbusters team with Deadpool, Batman and Rosalee from Grimm. We went to catch this MAry Poppins-looking ghost and then I woke up. :/ My mind is a strange place.

I once dreamed I saw myself standing at the foot of my bed, but I was about 5 years younger and I was pale. My lips were blue and there was water dripping from my hair, and it was pretty clear that I had drowned. I just keep staring at myself. I got out of bed to get a closer look, and then I woke up. I got up to check I was gone and I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or not :/

I used to have a lot of creepy nightmares, but other than that...

 

I once had a dream several years ago, where I was in an above-ground parking garage. I was watching from behind a car as a gang of clowns were sawing off the limbs of a corrupt business man. I can't even begin to imagine what caused me to have this dream, but it still sticks with me today. Just last night I had a dream that I was barricading myself in a room with multiple doors. At each one hordes of creatures were trying to break through. I got sloppy and one of the barricades gave. They came running through and tore me to pieces.

 

I once had a dream that Gay porn star, Donny Wright, was murdered here at the motel...Somebody used something hard to bash his head in, it was bloody, and so were his clothes...The maids were fighting over who got to keep his corpse...Who could blame them? Donny Wright is fucking hot as hell...As for who murdered him, my dream ended before we found out, so the murder will forever remain a mystery...

 

I had a fight with my then bf about not ever being up for more... umm... sexy times, and then I had a dream that I stole his p*nis and had tons of sex adventures since he wasn't getting any use out of it XD;;;;

Nightmares... I have a lot of them... I usually dream that people are trying to murder me... Lots of blood and pain... sometimes I wake up from fear @.@;;;

 

I woke up sweating and dizzy and scooby doo was in my bed doing that weird laugh he does.

Wait this actually happened 2 nights ago. It sucks being sick. And I always sleep with my Scooby Doo stuffed animal

 

I had a dream where one of my friends electrocuted somone using a light they put there head under it.
I'm not sure if it's even possible

 

A few weeks ago I dreamt I had the Prime Minister over for Christmas dinner, that was random...

 

Well...
My principle was swinging on the swing sets and someone said the number 23 and she got pissed and said never say that number again and then we disobeyed her by wearing shorts (we had to wear jeans at that school) then she went to her office and cried. Then George Washington and Thomas Jefferson got I war at each other and then I realize I left something at home so I quickly run back to get it and then a tornado comes and then it stops and it's sunny so I sneak back into the class and then Abraham Lincoln was there saying why we shouldn't fight I a war because it's really hard.

50 people wanted to kill me and here chasing after me so I steal a truck and go 60mph and there running up to the truck trying to open it so I gun it at 90 and then I end up in a parking garage going 85mph and I looked back and they were gone and I said ha suckers! Then the truck spins and crashes into the wall and the whole front end is smashed. Then 5 seconds later I run out of the truck and am now on a green field and there's people running after me so I jump off a Clift and land on giant lilipads and then I fly up in the air a couple of times.

Then I had a dream where I was in the Middle East and I was in a taxi with another guy and how parents and little brother were in the back and I think he was gay too and we were like omg what are we gonna do were doomed here and then like Muslim soldiers point guns at our cars but don't shoot. And then we get out of the car and there's a soldier there and he said here's your guys chance and then we end up at voodoo doughnuts which is a place in Portland Oregon. Then my mom is there and says I can only get 1 and I'm like ok. Then she had to go to a conference so my dad picked me up and Kate mulgrew was sitting in the back of the car with her mom. Then we went to go get groceries and she went into this older Hyundai and was like ok see you later. Then my grandparents end up in the car and me and my dad are in the front and we say ok let's go shooting so were going to this place I remember I went to in another dream and I saw a huge dust devil in that dream and then i we decided to go see my mom at the conference. Then we say family friends in the waiting room and my aunt was there too. Then my dog milo comes in and I have him on a leash and I went to go see my mom. Then there were a lot of doors and they all closed and milo had to pee so he just owed by the water fountain and the janitor walks by and looks at me like aww great now I gotta go clean this up.

 

I think we have a winner! :roflmao::roflmao:

 

One time this may be a bit graphic but...

I was watching the Simpsons and Bart was hanging out with this old lady who he thought was pretty cool. They ended up riding on a hot air balloon and were laughing so hard. Well then she says can I show you something and Bart's like ya and she pulls up her skirt and she's not wearing any underwear and she says this is my vagina but I call it my meat loaf. And Bart was like uhhh ok and his grin turned to a frown lol. Her um down there hairs looked like uh grapes.

 

jesus christ im glad i dont watch the simpsons anymore

 

I almost always have nightmares. I've actually had so many almost nothing scares me now a days. Its kind of weird. Really, whenever I have a nightmare I become bored because at some point I realize that its a nightmare and I just make it stop.

 

To copy & paste:

At best, my dreams, they tend to be, either action oriented, reflective, or so off the wall, I'm entertained. At worst, they tend to be, either survival oriented, humbling, or so off the wall, I'm alerted.

Some memorable dreams I have had:​

Spoiler

Dream/Nightmare #1:
I was in the ocean. No land visible in any direction. The sea was calm-looking in appearance, very dark-colored in visibility. I was floating on a slightly-larger-than-usual couch, that was, for some reason, flipped upside down, and PINK - yes, PINK! Naturally, I couldn't even lay comfortably on the couch, and instead had to sit on the hard-ass backside.

Nothing remarkable happened for a bit. Then, a shark showed up, and kept trying to belly flop onto the couch. At first it was kind of annoying, but it became apparent, this shark was trying to knock me off, because it started lunging at where I was. I'd move about, and avoid the shark, but the attacks just kept happening. Each time the shark would lunge, I'd see more and more of it, and it was fairly large.

I woke up before the conclusion of the dream, but I remember it. It was so simplistic, yet so horrible.

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Dream/Nightmare #1:
I'm standing in waist deep water. It's cold, but calm. The sun has not set, but it's not quite high noon. I'd say that it's 80% visible, above the water. But the water, it's dark and concealing.

Then, there's this slicing hiss behind me, which causes me to turn around. I can't see what is causing it, but the water is a foaming V as it comes right at me. Realizing, I need to get out of there, I start swimming away from it. I know, in the back of my mind, there is no land to swim to, but I don't care. I've got to get away!

I swim and swim and swim and swi---

One piercing pinch on my leg, then a violent pulling to the depths. No matter how much I kick and punch, shout and scream, all I can do is watch as water flushes across my eyes, and fills my nostrils and mouth. In flashing glimpses of red-stained water and bubbling air pockets, all I see is this large mouth. Realizing, it is DO or DIE, I cling to, what I assume, is this large mouth's head, refusing to be pulled in.

Adrenaline-pumped and life-clinging as I am, I ultimately fail, and into the beast's mouth I go. Now, it's bad enough being stuck inside this thing's mouth, but what makes it worse is, I can't get back out due to the teeth, and moving jaws. I'm being tossed and thrown around, inside the mouth and throat, becoming disoriented and just surging with panic. As I'm being semi-crushed to death, I'm struggling to breathe, because my lungs need oxygen. My heart is racing, and this just makes it feel like, my chest is going to explode. I can try to swim out of the mouth, and get torn to shreds, have my lungs just fail, or begin to be digested in my last few fleeting moments of life. As all of this is happening, I know that with each passing second, it is more apparent I am going to be killed. I just don't know when or how...

I tend to wake up before I 'die'. I can recall having this dream, or slight variations of it, a few times in my life. This is why it's always so vivid to me.

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Dream/Nightmare #3:
After those last two, I wanted to bring up a more amusing dream. It begins with me in a British Spitfire, flying across the English Channel, I assume. I have a little squadron with me, and the cast consists of:

Jack Nicholson
John Wayne
Wayne Brady

Basically, we fly around, crack jokes, and shoot Nazis down in, what I assume, is the Battle of/for Britain, during World War II. It was one of the goofiest, but most awesome dreams I've ever had.

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Dream/Nightmare #4:
This one begins in a zombie apocalypse. The city it takes place in, is overrun, and I find myself inside of an apartment complex. The complex has been barricaded, and the survivors each have their own rooms, while some are used to stockpile weapons and supplies, as well as serve as kind of make-shift kitchens or sick bays.

You'd think, after that set up, it'd be some guns-blazing, ass-kicking zombies kind of dream, but no. It's actually a pretty profound dream. I don't remember every sequence of events, but some of the highlights include:

Having a talk with someone about the point of living, while watching some zombies, stupidly, keep running into a wall.

Walking around and finding a litter of kittens, and worrying about their safety.

Having someone admit, they wanted to kill themselves, because even if we all survived, it wouldn't be the same world anymore. This person winds up shooting themselves, which leads into the next highlight...

This suicide begins to tear the survivors apart. It triggers an explosion of feelings, mostly of frustration and futility, which leads to everybody succumbing to anger. After a lot of yelling and even some fist-swinging, the survivors begin to kill each other, having finally snapped and lost touch with reality.

I vanished from the dream at this point, because I cannot remember being involved. Here, people begin getting shot, pummeled, and even stabbed. But not everybody is knocked off, because I woke up before the end of it.

It was this dream, as well as another one, that inspired a novel/book idea of mine.

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Dream/Nightmare #5:
It begins with me, and some people I knew from high school, all on a game show panel. The set up looked a lot like Wheel of Fortune. There were 6 of us, though. I can only really recall 3 of the 6, which will make sense in a moment.

The game begins well enough, with us each spinning, then having to answer a question. It's kind of a silly-boring dream, really. However, it gradually becomes more serious, as with each new round, the questions become more piercing and personal. Almost hurtful, even. Despite this change in mood, it still seems like a game show, even if the questions are getting to be a bit much.

But then, when people become so broken, such a mess, that they cannot formulate a response... they're killed. One young lady's head is blown clean off, courtesy of a shotgun blast to the back of it. Another young lady's arms are pinned to the spin-wheel, and are ripped off. She's then put out of her misery, unable to defend herself as she has no upper limbs, by being beaten to death by said upper limbs. For some reason, nobody else can move to do anything. One fellow is split clean in half, by a falling blade, and his two halves thrown into the audience, who 'crowd surf' it around, picking and tearing pieces of him off, and eating them.

I woke up a little after this.

About 2 days/nights ago, I had an odd little dream:

 

In a dream, which is both recent and weird, someone told me that there's has been a civil registry for eggs since 1975. When my dreams are particulary crazy I sometimes even write them down.

 

A dinosaur chased me off a cliff, I ended up in my high school, an alarm went off, we took guns out of boxes and shot invading communists.

A serial killer held my maths class hostage and tried to kill us one by one. This one actually disturbed me.

I drove a bus over a very thin road across the ocean. I've had similar dreams multiple times.

A demon was driving a van around near where I live. He was picking up the souls of dead people. Nobody else could see this and he could drive right through traffic. Somehow I talked him into letting me visit Hell.

I stole a BMW and went on a killing spree. The police were pursuing at the pace of a snail.

The devil disguised himself as my cousin, gave me a shotgun, and I killed my entire family.

I had a duel to the death, in the middle of a shopping center, and woke up with a sore arm.

My last dream involved a swordfight, inside an airport that turned into a shop.

Maybe I should begin writing down my dreams when I remember them!