BlueStreak98 828 November 3, 2017 Share November 3, 2017 I had a recurring dream about going to Lowes to turn into a reindeer. That one never made any sense. 1 "I still believe that peace and plenty and happiness can be worked out some way. I am a fool." -Kurt Vonnegut Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lucky Bolt 35,064 November 4, 2017 Share November 4, 2017 I've had veeery weird and actually quite disturbing dreams that involve certain people...um I actually prefer NOT to talk about them here because that's how disturbing they are.... On 11/3/2017 at 11:18 PM, BlueStreak98 said: I had a recurring dream about going to Lowes to turn into a reindeer. That one never made any sense. Oh really? Now that's interesting ☆ My socials ☆ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Twisted Cyclone 🚓 6,261 November 5, 2017 Share November 5, 2017 I had a dream where I was in the middle of a desert in Arizona on a lonely road and I happened to find a shark dressed as Elvis dancing at a bus stop. 1 Country and Rock fan | Car fan (especially police cars) | Weather Pony | YouTube | Twitter | DeviantART Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest November 5, 2017 Share November 5, 2017 All of the dreams I have that I can remember tend to be very dark. Desperate and dangerous situations in cold, pitch-black and lonely places. The last one that I remember was of myself in the middle of the night off the edge of a grove near the place I live. I remember feeling terrified about something but not knowing what, so I was laying as close to the ground as I could for a while until I got tired of sitting still, and raised my head to look across the pasture. I saw something moving very quickly from the tree line towards me as soon as I looked in that direction and I woke up before I could tell what it even was. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Castle Bleck 19,376 November 5, 2017 Share November 5, 2017 Last night, I got lost at a golf course, then had to help my dad and some other people protect the Titanic from a bunch of Wild West outlaws. 1 By @Emerald Heart.↑ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bricks_Ahoy 860 November 5, 2017 Share November 5, 2017 Weird dreams, huh? I turned off my laptop. It was about 23:30, decided to head off to bed. Tomorrow would be great. Next thing I knew, Donald Trump was chasing me through hallways. While, screaming something about "Americans hate LEGO!" I just ran (I mean who wouldn't ?) for my life, since he was very creepy on my dream. Fastforward, to when something instead of running happened. Apparently, in this dream Star Wars characters existed and Luke Skywalker dueled with Donald Trump in a lightsaber fight, which resulted in Luke getting decapitated. Then, Jolyon Palmer appeared (he is a Formula One driver for Renault) and drove towards Trump, who got hit, but then he grabbed his formula and ate it. Then, I woke up. Ostensively, the neighbors had decided to listen to very loud music and woke me up. At least I woke up at 11AM. I wanted to watch the ending to that one. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 November 23, 2017 Share November 23, 2017 I woke up from one very early this morning, and wrote it down so I wouldn't forget to post. So I and a few other young people are at some kind of buffet, where we're eating various kinds of pastry; I'm stuffing my face with triangular fruit cookies the size of my palm. The world is apparently really polluted and ruined beyond hope at the moment, but this Native American girl decides she wants to save it somehow and an Asian girl leaves with her. I decide to follow them too, since I'm a "pegasus" (even though I'm in human form); but first I must finish eating those cookies (they're really delicious... don't judge me). With that done, as the three of us walk side by side, I say to the Amerindian girl something like: "I'm sorry you have to clean up the mess others made". Then we go inside a building that consists of a chain of rooms connected by empty doorways (no door in any of them), with some guards patrolling them. I successfully pounce one from behind for a "silent takedown" (think stealth combat games like Dishonored or Aragami), but the next room has three more and I'm the only one with combat skill. Rather than trying to assault them one by one and raising the alarm, we casually walk past them, looking as candid as possible (why didn't we do that with the first guard, huuu?). The same way, we walk through an office where the employees are surprised to see us there at that particular time (they know me, I think) but don't do anything to stop us. We eventually reach the storage, find a box labeled "FATBOY SLIM" with a tiny one-person helicopter in it, and begin assembling the machine so the Amerindian girl can use it. I woke up before I could find out whether we successfully built and launched the helicopter. TBH the Asian girl didn't seem too vital to the plot, she only showed up at the start and helped with the helicopter. I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moonlight 7,287 November 23, 2017 Share November 23, 2017 I tend to always have odd dreams. However I recall one a few days ago where in a dream I got my hair cut only to find out the guy who gave me the haircut was a serial killer. I think I was surprised and then went and got pizza lmao. I'm pretty sure he did a good job too... matching setups with my bff pathfinder Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thuja 3,659 November 23, 2017 Share November 23, 2017 I had this weird dream last night where I was walking and found this little kitten, it obviously was flea-ridden and needed a bath. So I brought it to a vet that was close by and started giving it a bath, the lady that was helping me was asking me what I was going to do with it and I said, "I don't know, I hope my cat doesn't mind this little critter in the house."... The odd thing is that, I wasn't thinking about the cat I currently have, I was thinking about the cat I had before I got this one. Her name was Isis and she had a black coat, she was the runt of the litter so she was always small. I woke up before I finished giving the kitten a bath because my cat, Suki, woke me up. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 November 25, 2017 Share November 25, 2017 Hang on to your panties because shit's gonna get real in this one. So I'm a high school student (forgot what grade) in class, the prof is writing down equations on the whiteboard but I can't even hear what he's saying. Finally it's recess so I can snack on some candy from a paper bag, while everyone else walks around and chatters. It's almost over by the time I decide to leave the classroom, just as a couple students bring in a projector (one of those that used transparent sheets). I waddle on downstairs after a prof (or other staff), and as the bell signals the next period, I leave the building through the staff exit (double doors) and fly off before they can catch me. The next thing I do, as I'm flying around the building, is locate students hanging on to ledges (that's a lot of young people at risk of dying...) and rush to their rescue. One of the victims is a dark-skinned male and is able to hold onto a pole by one hand, but can't pull himself up for some reason (maybe the other arm is paralyzed or broken?). I enjoy doing that very much, the students like me too; but when someone calls a journalist, I'm uncomfortable about the prospect, hide behind a cloud and decide to move elsewhere. Some countries don't bring me much luck - I first try China but the only person I try to help (I forgot what it was) is scared and spreads some rumors about the new "monster". Then I try an Indian (or someone from a Pacific nation), a skinny poor young man; I secretly leave an envelope full of money (no idea where I got that much green) to help. He "catches" me in the act the second time, chats up and turns out to be a very cool guy, but for some reason I decide to move again. My next stop is Mexico, where two cartel leaders are planning a duel; I try questioning their wives but they're both too scared to talk, so naturally I locate the men anyway and stop their bullets in midair. Last place I visit is on the seashore but I have no idea where, although there's a European-style castle so I assume someplace like France or Spain. Some students and their profs (maybe from the high school I started in?) are doing wargames, with students trying to reach the top and professors firing from their turret-mounted truck. I realize though, that the profs are using real bullets and the castle has strategically-placed fuel containers, so they're obviously planning to actually kill their students. I sabotage their truck which causes it to explode, and while they're too confused to notice me, I say: "are you looking for this?" and brandish something that looks like a bullet magazine. That done, we move on to the beach where I piled up all the fuel containers from the castle, making a show to let the students realize the danger they'd been exposed to. While they sort that out, I notice a large kinda tick-like bug on my big toe, which I pull out (the proboscis is huge, too) and use it to poke holes in the fuel containers, relieving the pressure inside. There's some shit going on with the sea, too, but I don't remember much of that before I woke up. I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lord Chin Chin 1,209 September 3, 2021 Share September 3, 2021 I keep dreaming about being in school and being lost / not being able to find any class rooms 👀 1 Test Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tom Gallagher 33,588 September 3, 2021 Share September 3, 2021 I’ve sometimes dreamt about getting really close to something I love but never quite getting to it. Signature made by the amazing @Sparklefan1234 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Here No Longer 5,276 September 3, 2021 Share September 3, 2021 (edited) I had a dream several times around 9-12 or so where I'd wake up (as a boy), drink a glass of water, walk out the front door, walk down the steps, and then step over an endless hole, falling through it and turning into a girl~ I think it was very much a hint for being trans honestly. I've told about this dream before but didn't remember until recently I turned into the girl I was to begin with (just didn't realize it) at the end Edited September 3, 2021 by Miss Kitty Cathy 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clawdeen 14,895 September 4, 2021 Share September 4, 2021 I have far too many weird dreams to count 1 * Chazz. It. Up.* Call On Your Angels, They Can't Save You * Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Narcissus 355 September 7, 2021 Share September 7, 2021 I have recurring dreams of being in what looks like some eastern European town. I've dreamed of this place so many times I know every inch of it. I know which buildings have the most and best bathrooms, I know every store inside and out. I know which buildings need maintenance or a paint job, and which doors are open or locked. The only place I've never been is my own home, assuming I have one there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Feather Spiral 1,892 September 14, 2021 Share September 14, 2021 Couple weeks ago, I dreamed of visiting a "haunted house" attraction, where one of the rooms was protected by a giant Eastern dragon robot. For some reason I climbed on top, then it flew really high up really fast - but when I said I understood and respected it, it slowly glided back down to let me off. Would make for an interesting concept, if I ever get around to writing scifi/fantasy again. I take writing commissions. "Nerds build the world, artists decorate it, warriors protect it, leaders talk everyone into doing their jobs." -me, 3 Nov 2017 "That's not a pie, that's a pastry with an identity crisis!" ~Jeric Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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