Weird dreams

I didn't know whether this should go here or in The Quiet Place. Feel free to move this around if need be. Anyway, I love dreaming at night. The concept behind them fascinates me and I enjoy discussing them. Especially because mine are always so screwed up. Not in a scary way, but in a "wow, that makes no sense" way. So, lets use this thread to discuss the fucked up dreams we've all had and love.

Last night, I dreamt that I was in Detroit. I was staying at someone's house (whom I don't know). I went out for a walk later in the day, and some spanish guy in a Boston Celtics jersey mugged me. After that, I ran back to the person's house where I was staying, and his mom made me a big bowl of really good pasta.

Yeah, my subconscience is totally fucked up. I've had weirder dreams than that, but I'll save them for later.

What kinda dreams have you all had?

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I've got so many weird and fucked up dreams, it's not even funny. I've been keeping records of my dreams for about 2 years. I've got several dreams I'll talk about here. The first one I've had was from January:

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For some odd reason, I wished Lizardcommando would appear and help rid the world of terror. I don't know why I made a stupid wish like that, but I just did.

Anyways, my wish came true and with a white flash of light accompanied with the Doom teleporting sound, Lizardcommando appeared but then he shot up my house. The funny thing is that I didn't even give a shit. Armed with his trusty Colt .45's modified with laser sights and exploding hollowpoint bullets, dual MP5K's, an XM8, Sawed off double barrel shotgun, and a Katana, he looked like he could take on legions of insurgents, terrorists, gangsters, murderers, the BTk Killer, etc. He said he had some stuff to do and he wanted me come and watch how people should deal with psychos, so he teleported us to some really weird places.

First he teleports us in the one of the airplanes that crashed into the Twin Towers and etc. The terrorists spotted us, but they didn't stand a chance against the government-hired killer. With the Berzerk Sphere and a short sword, he chopped off their arms and lob the arms into their stomach, impaling them and then punched a hole through their skulls to finish them off. And then LC would pick up one of the Box Cutters and throws in that one douche bag's head (the one everyone always remembers, it was Mohamad Mokaba or something. Who cares.) Anyways, LC carves a target in his head and when the Mohamad guy's screaming bloody gibberish, LC smashes his ribs, impaling his vital organs and throws him off the plane and takes out a high powered Bolt Action Rifle (from nowhere!) and shoots him in the middle of the air (shoots him right in the craved up target) and he blows up into a mist of gold coins and everyone down below starts taking them thanking the Reptillian hero. Lizardcommando and me continues teleporting to the other airplanes and single-handedly kills off each and every one of the terrorists. I thought the day was over, but apparently Lizardcommando had other stuff to do, so we teleport again.

Now we're at Columbine, so he tells me he's going to show the Jefferson County SWAT Team how their job should be done. Lizardcommando snuck through the ventilation shafts and when saw the two dumbasses in view... BLAM! Shoots one of them in the head! And the guy's head explodes from the hollowpoint bullet filled with enough explosives to clean a baby elephant's head off! He jumps down below and while the other guy tries shooting LC down with a shitty TEC-9 and missing like crazy, he fills him with lead with his trusty MP5K's. The guy's in a pool of blood and LC tells the other people hiding to get the hell out and get paramedics to tend to the wounded. The guy tries to shoot the kids running away, but he gets his arm blown away and and then another bullet right between the eyes. I somehow end up inside that school and then Lizardcommando said there was a giant army filled with all of the scum-of-the-earth pricks and we teleport down to some giant hellish-looking floating platform which is right above Los Angeles where the giant army was being made.

I was floating in the air for some reason watching through a bunch of cameras when Lizardcommando went against the army of assholes. So many serial killers, insurgents, terrorists, psychopaths, religious nutcases, every jack ass imaginable charged at Lizardcommando. Jack the Ripper couldn't touch him! Hell no! LC cut the fucker in half and then kick his top half at Scott Peterson and then right before he tries killing his wife, Lizardcommando shoots off his legs with a sawed off double barrel shotgun and then stabs him in the temples with two bowie knives. The BTk killer dies even quicker than Jack the Ripper because LC grabs his head and slam it down into the ground and then equip himself with a Bezerk Sphere and smash his brains into nothing. The Son of Sam came out of the ground and tried shooting at me, but Lizardcommando jumped in front of the crazy psycho's line of fire and deflected the bullets. When the Son of Sam ran out of ammo, his arm blew up and a drill came out and started charging at LC, but LC dashed forward and punched right through his stomach and then ripped off the drill arm and smashed his skull in with the drill arm and turned it on and then all this blood and gibs flew everywhere, turning the Son of Sam into a pile rotten meat. Then these Iraqi insurgents and the Afghani and Iraqi cannibals who killed and mutilated and ate parts of those US soldiers two or three years ago tried to bite Lizardcommando, but BLAM! BLAM! His good ol' Colt .45's gibbed them into oblivion.

Then all of a sudden Osama jumped into the air and swung a giant axe, but he was riddled with bullets by LC's XM8 and then threw his mangled bullet ridden corpse into a stick, impaling him through the heart. Abu Zabu Marcofi had giant hammers on his hands and swung like a mad man, but Lizardcommand tripped him and and Abu Zabu Marcofi fell inside a giant meat grinder. Another swarm of jack asses teleported onto the floating platform and charged Lizardcommando! He was out of ammo and all he had was his Katana, but I throw Lizardcommando another Berzerk Sphere and he is now filled with even more rage! He charges the legion of evil beings and starts slicing, dicing, and slashing his way through them! The body parts and limbs and gibs fly all the way up to where I was!

Just when half of the army was being desimated and destroyed, I woke up and I had about 30 minutes to get from my home to my psychology class...

Thought that was fucked up? Here's another I had from February:

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I dreamt that I was watching 24 and when someone mentioned Walt Cummings's name, I heard two idiots giggling behind me. I turned around and I saw Peter and Chris Griffin! Chris was like "Haha. He said Cummings." And Peter was like "Cummings. Ehhehehehehe. (that was supposed to be his signature giggle)" I look back at the TV and everything turned into the Family Guy-style animation/artwork. I was really confused and when I looked back at Peter and Chris, the entire world turned into the Family Guy-style animation/artwork!

This was my most recent dream:

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For some reason I was in the Surreal Life. I don't really remember who the other people were. All I know is that there was a hippy dude with scraggly long blond hair, a fat guy, that Omarosa bitch and that Janice Dickenson bitch.

Anyways, we all arrive at my grandparents' house for some reason. I was getting out of the car and i see some large rocks flying at me so I duck and the windows of the car (which was a black SUV) had shattered. When i got up, Omarosa and that Janice bitch were cackling like whorish witches. I few minutes later I was walking to the backyard of my grandparents' house and more large rocks were thrown at me. One of them almost knocked me in the head and saw the two bitches laughing like stupid bitches so i just "Ok, fuck this. I don't even know why I'm here. I'm outta here. See ya." So I walk across my grandparents' backyard and the hippy guy said 'Yeah, I'm with ya man. Fuck this shit, man!" So we both head to the exit then all of a sudden I hear foot steps and I look back and Omarosa and that Janice bitch swung bats at my head and I woke up.

Has anyone ever had a dream where it felt so real that you reacted in real life? Like this one for example:

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I was in this party at night and there was a pool. I was swimming for a minute then there was some kind of commotion. I got out of the pool and everyone was staring at me for a few seconds. Then I see a bunch of jock/preppy looking guys yelling and pointing at me. I thoutght things were going to get out of hand so I run out the door and my legs felt really wobbly so I stumbled out. I was running through this courtyard and I run into a few people. There was this chick that looked a lot like Eliza Dushku, but I only had a short glance. I fall into a bush and I hid there. I see the jock guys running every in a frenzy, but two guys stayed in the area I was hiding. They looked real pissed off for some odd reason, then all of a sudden, a dalmation was barking and ran towards my direction. I stumbled out of the bush and one of the jock guys had a hunting rifle pointed at me. The one with the rifle told his buddy to call the other guys. So he ran off and I was still stumbling around because my legs were feeling like jelly and I was yelling at him "Don't use that rifle. Fight me like a man." So the jock guy threw the rifle away and he stands there. I yell out "Fight me!"

What happened after I woke up was that I actually shouted out "fight me!" so my brother and mom got startled and asked what that noise was and I had to tell them I was having a dream. Crazy, eh?

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Last night I had a dream that I got transferred to the Home Depot up in Fairlawn, which was cool by me because in my dream that place was really a big castle with the world's largest aquarium, and the freeway was out so I had to hike through the back country which happened to be a beautiful rainforest giving way to mountains far in the distance. So I decided to explore the area since I had time to kill, and saw these giant (as in 20 feet tall) grass-hopper creatures. I decided to get closer and one of them looked at me and growled, so I hid behind a rock. Then I saw one of them start sniffing the air and they all started walking toward me, and I made a strange discovery - I could lift the strange grass-like plantlife up in sheets and hide underneath it, and did so as the grasshopper things came closer. But one of them found me and started eating me and then my alarm went off and I woke up =/

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

I had a dream that Michael Moore floated to the moon in a balloon and then he conqured the moon and whenever I look up towards the moon, I would see him dancing around, going crazy.



And at some point, his head exploded and he came back to life and live on as a mentally-handicapped person like Steven Hawking.

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Had a dream about a Resident Evil style horror movie with Doom 3 graphics... it was one of those psychological movies where the scary part comes from not knowing when the horrors will appear... an empty desolate and possibly abandoned private airport was the last place I remember being in the dream, especially when I was alone inside a parking lot and I could only hear the occasional far-off echo of ... something lurking about. I may turn it into a story, as some of the best stories come from dreams.

A cooler dream I had recently is where I was playing volleyball in the air

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I usually have dreams every night that I can remember. Sometimes they are extremely weird, other times they aren't. The strangest thing I've drempt though, has been fairly recently. In it, I drempt of some things that occured later on in the week. Of course it wasn't a direct dream of what happened, but all the symbols in the dream occured on that night later on.

I'm not quite sure what that means for the rest of the dreams I have, but I keep having strange ones constantly.

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I had a dream that I was laying on a water bed (just like the one my mom used to have before her house burned down), and an old friend of mine form high school, a girl (very attractive, but not really my type) was laying next to me. She rolled over, and was on top of me. For some reason, I kissed her stomach, and then I saw out of the corner of my eye my girlfriend (who's in Japan right now) performing oral sex on some guy. Which is really odd because she isn't the type to do that, with me, much less anyone. I jump off the bed and walk out the door, grazing her as I passed. Then I was outside in some sort of garden, and she confronted me, asking what my problem was. Which is obvious. Then she accused me of cheating on her, and explained that she only did it to make me jealous. For some reason, this makes sense to me, and I apologize and walk off. That's when I wake up, thinking "She really needs to come home. 'Cause damn, I'm desperate to see her if I'm seeing her in my BAD dreams."

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The most surreal dream I've ever had lasted a grand total of about 3 seconds. I was on an airplane, and it started to go down. Right before it hit the ground, I saw a bright white light envelope everything. I woke up out of breath and scared.

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Hmm.

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Weird crap in a Guitar shop that turns into a pet shop and then some dogs escape so I go mad looking for them and then my brother pops up with a box of breakfast cereal and tells me "Don't worry, there's something else on the front of the breakfast cereal now?

There's more but I can't remember them just now.

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I had this crazy ass dream once. I was riding on one of those tram things through some really narrow canyon. Then these young kids dressed in rags with mining equipment showed up out of nowhere on the canyon cliffs overlooking the tram that I was riding in. Then they started jumping off the cliffs onto the wire that the tram was traveling on but everytime one of them would hit the wire their bodies would explode in a grotesque fashion. SO I was just sitting on the tram looking at the kids thinking to myself "WTF are they doing that for?" Then everything went into a sort of weird "rewind" mode and they all jumped onto the wire again.

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I've had dreams where I would go to school or work and wear no shoes or socks. I'm Bare footed. I wouldn't know until I'm there. When I realize it, I feel all embarass and all, but it was only a dream. I wonder why is that.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

I just had a dream last night that I was in an MMORPG. I remember meeting my friends at this town square with this huge amphitheater with tons of people, of course dressed in weird yet dangerous lookin' clothes, and trying to reconfigure my spells. Then I went out monster huntin' and whatnot.

Then I returned to the amphitheater and chatted up a storm. Then I inserted some smilies and logged off...i mean, woke up.

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As a child, after watching horror movies like Child's Play, Nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th, the one with the killer puppets, and all that shit, I used to have dreams where these villains would be chasing me through the woods, and one night they actually got me and started killing me or something, I think it was along the lines of they chopped off one of my arms, but then at that moment, I was like, hey, this is my dream, so I grew my arm back and proceeded to kick the shit out of them. That was one of the better ones anyway, but I guess you would call those nightmares.

I was speaking idiomatically.

Tonight I had a conversation with my dead grandfather (it was a lucid dream). I asked him if he's in heaven now and he answered "No". Then I wanted to know if there's something in-between (heaven/earth/hell). He gave me a serious "Yes" and told me that's where he is now. I'd so want to know if it was really him...

It's strange. Although I never had a real connection to him (he's not even my real grandfather but that's how I called him) - I hardly spoke to him since I was somehow afraid of him - he and his wife are the people I dream most about.

Shortly after he died (three years ago) I dreamt of him. He told me I had to look after his wife now (she had the same disease as him - something that makes the person unable to breath enough).

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

This is my latest dream, fresh outta the furnace. I'd like to see comments on it!

I was in the street next to home.
From there, I called my personal airship to come - way cooler than any car!. The ship was ocean blue, with a rather Star Wars-esque style.
Then, when it was flying here for me (it was in autopilot mode), it was intercepted by two helicopters from the police, which reached the ship with a missile, so it crashed in a precipice near home.

I talked to the policemen, telling 'em that I got an airship license - they excused themselves for doing such a mess...
Then, I went with the two policemen to the crash site to inspect the damaged ship, and entered the broken airship with 'em.
Inside, the machinery wasn't actually the real ship! Instead, there was just a old printer-typewriter and two big, red buttons.
I told them that it had to be the security system - I pressed then the red buttons in a sequence, and the printer-typewriter began printing two copies of the crash status report. Suddenly, enormous loads of energy started surrounding the airship.
The policemen were surprised because of the ship's behavior. I told them that they shouldn't worry, since the ship was going to rebuild itself into its real form.
It then started floating...next was a extremely short snapshot of ourselves inside the real, rebuilt ship, and then ...end of the story. I awakened.

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I have alot of anime dreams. Random anime characters popping up. Heck I even had a Yellow Submarine/Hellsing crossover dream where during Bulldog scene Alucard was chasing the Beatles rather then the 4 headed blue bulldog. Go figure.

I also have alot of dark dreams. But I kind of wish to forget them. I don't know why they're so dark. It's like one night I have a strange happy dream that makes no sence what so ever then the next I have a very dark and bloody dream that I don't know what they mean or what they're a metaphor for......

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Lizardcommando incase of your dream, you might have experienced Lucid Dream, this is common state where we experience dream as if it's in real life. The problem is sometimes we couldn't differ whether it's real or not, even though there is strangest thing happenning, you would just go with the flow and hardly could control your body and consciousness. Strangely, even though we experience it like in real life, there is a big chance we will eventually forget the dream instantly.

I heard that if we could control our dream, that means we actually have used 100% of our brain, and it could helps us in real life... though I'm not really sure what will change.

Well I hardly remember my dream, so I don't have many story to tell about. maybe later...

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I have tons of odd dreams, some that I definetely won't be sharing, but also some I wouldn't mind posting about.

One recent dream I had was me in a Blockbuster, looking for a movie to rent. As I look around the video racks, a guy passes by me, who turns out was Kiefer Sutherland. I stop and turn around, and he's already facing me, nodding his head as if saying "Yep, it's me."

I smile and say (in a deep voice) "Agent Jack Bauerrrrrr!"

He smiles again, then briefly mentions that he was looking for a movie for his kids (I'm not sure if he actually has any). I ask for an autograph, and fumble around trying to find something for him to write on (paper, DVD cover, etc).

A pretty hilarious, but also cool dream.

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I've had some pretty random dreams, although sometimes I've had lucid dreams, so not all my dreams are so random. However I've had a few rather random ones. One time I was flying in a jet at very high altitudes to the point where the clouds were below me and the sky above was black'n green. I hear some voice come over the radio, I don't remember what it said but for some reason I just knew to pull up. So I start pulling up and before I know it I'm plunged underwater, still in my jet. I can also hear my friend's voice behind me, apparently I was flying two-seater, now although he was yelling at me I could see the words he was yelling in my field of vision. Anyways after this I don't remember anything anymore. My head must have put the episodes of Yukikaze, a VGcats comic strip, and my everyday interaction with my friends together.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

I wonder if any you ever experienced dream like sora did in the beginning of Kingdom hearts. lol :P.

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Originally Posted by eriol

I heard that if we could control our dream, that means we actually have used 100% of our brain, and it could helps us in real life... though I'm not really sure what will change.

I think that affirmation has no solid scientific backup. How many studies are there which link lucid dreaming with brain activity on its different areas?

I was speaking idiomatically.

When I was younger, I used to have dreams that I was being killed, stabbed, falling off cliffs, and similar things. It was awful because some of those dreams where I was being stabbed, cut, etc., I woke up with this horrible pain where I was "cut" in the dream. With the dreams of falling off cliffs and buildings, sometimes I've actually fallen out of bed or have caught myself while lying in bed. I don't really have these kinds of dreams anymore.

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

A couple nights ago I had a very peculiar dream. I won't go into what the dream was about, it's just one thing which has me thinking. Somewhat through the dream, I picked up a diary labelled "Osteric". At the time, I had no idea what that word meant, I thought it meant diary (like oration except in writing). In the diary was entries written in poetic form, the style you'd see some WWI soldier write to his wife in. It described a ship which was plagued, filled with the sick and hit by storms like hurricanes.

I thought nothing of it till I searched the word. Weirdly enough, I could actually read the text right off the diary "Osteric". I'm never able to see specifics in dreams, I can never read text or switch on lights, etc. But this one I could see clear as day. I did a search and the SS Osteric was a steamship which travelled from Spain/Portugal to Hawaii of 1500 immigrants where some disease spread. Here is the weird thing. I've never once heard of this ship, nor could I have. This ship is so vague it only gets a couple results in google (around 10, the rest are of people's last names Osteric). Coincidence?

EDIT: wrote dream instead of diary, opps.

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Maybe you have read that word unconsciously, you know, sublimation. Things that are put into unconsciousness occasionaly got into the surface, especially when you're dreaming.

Or maybe you're reincarnation of one of these people who was put into that ship

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I too like discussing dreams. They are fascinating.

I had a dream the other night that I met the girl of my dreams. I was completely in love with this girl in my dream. It made me feel like the happiest person in the world being around her.

I was at a museum with my friend, and a really good looking blonde girl came up to us and showed us around. We made good conversation with her, and I got the feeling that there was something there, and that we made a connection.

So in my dream I kept going back and visiting, and eventually, I had the balls to ask her out. I called her very often, which is so unlike me, and I had this feeling that I didn't want to lose her.


I had a similiar dream like that a week ago too. I was over a friend's house and his friend, who was a girl was over there as well. We were all watching TV together, when he got a call and had to run out for an hour or so. He said we could hang out there until he got back.

So I was left alone with his friend, and we talked for like an hour or so. Then she went into the kitchen and she nailed me with a wet rolled up paper towel.

So then I got one and nailed her with it too. Then she got a cup of water and threw it at me, and next thing you know I kissed her.

It was a very good dream.


I'll share some other dreams of mine later. I've had a lot of ones that just seemed so real.

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