What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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It wasn't so much a dream this morning but a confusion if which realm I was in, awake or asleep or in-between. It was like I was stirring awake in like, 4 different dimensions at once, and I didn't want to get up because I was confused about each dimension having different etiquette for getting out of bed. The time on my bedside clock was the only constant that assured me of reality.

once again I had a dream I was all set to remember but the alarm clock rang and totally wiped it from me memory. damn.

i had another long, convoluted dream about my LO.
i woke up thinking"...damn...for what purpose." but considering what happened yesterday i'm not surprised i dreamed that dream.
but then i fell asleep and had another dream. and now i've forgotten both of them.
sigh.

i had nightmares myself about being in some kinda police state with roaming gangs of green-coated/red-gloved vigilantes at night prowling the streets and I was out in the street for some reason trying to hide, i think i was homeless in the dream- anyways, I was spotted lying down on somebody's driveway trying to hide in my dark clothing against the backdrop of the dark asphalt, but was spotted by a vigilante anyways- interesting thing was they were all black folk, young men, and they treated me decently, one of the leaders was counseling the others to judge them by their appearance along with their behavior, and told the others that i was a good fella and that I looked nice and ok. then i walked with them and we approached some newly released prisoners at which point the vigilantes' demeanor changed and I was shoved amongst the prisoners and made to look at the possessions of homeless folk that were confiscated and tossed into big piles of trash in back of the jail, and there were big nasty bees all around that suddenly materialized which I learned was their punishment for homeless folk, bee-sting them by bigassed ugly buzzing bees, to death- and we were all getting stung to death and I could not escape, it was a claustrophobic suffocating feeling- then I awoke.

i dreamt i was at a slumber party with oprah winfrey, and i was naked under my covers. another person in the bed next to mine showed me a whoopie toy and the sight of it gave me a raging tumescence. oprah saw this and told me to just ignore it and not fiddle with it in front of her. the guy next to me on the bed put his arms around me and i felt his body heat. the rest of the dream evaporated.

Auntblabby, you have the most interesting dreams.

^^^
thank you, just
I dreamt I was in some huge mall, and I had to walk for ages just to get to where I was going, a classroom of some kind where I was late but not too late, the teacher was understanding and casual about my tardiness. on the way there I became aware that I had gone through this dream many times before, and each time I got on the elevator and got off on the floor above where I was supposed to get off and had to get back on or take the stairs to get downstairs. once I entered the classroom I sat on the floor and went over my supplies which were mysteriously there even though I had forgotten to bring them. it had a heavenly air around it. I had already graduated from high school but I was in that classroom anyways preparing for something else I could not verbally what it was about but it was a quiet understanding just the same. then I was in my parents' old house and my mom and dad were there, my mom was knitting a brown sweater out of an old white pullover shirt, I don't know how the conversion process worked. my dad was on the phone calling some hospital I was connected to somehow, telling them I would be late. it was his physical body talking but inside it was a different person, strange. next thing I knew I was at work in the hospital chatting with a doctor telling me I'd better be prepared for a long operation. I was preparing the instruments and supplies for the operation but people kept contaminating my back table and I gently had to tell them all to back off. the onlookers in the operating room kept pawing at the pages of various colorful magazines that were open on the table, i think they were full of pictures of medical supplies. I had to resist the urge to look at them myself, in real life one could not have magazines on a surgical back table but in my dream the rules were suspended. then I awoke.

Last night I dreamed that the Smurfs's village had caught on fire by some wayward fireworks (I think), and their mushroom houses burned to the ground and forced them all to leave. They find shelter in an old abandoned human castle and decide to start a new life there. The strange thing is that even though the castle would have been huge to the Smurfs they all stayed in this one small room and Papa Smurf said the problem would be that they wouldn't have as much privacy without their houses. They would all have to sleep in little sleeping bags next to each other and always eat together and stuff. Which is a bit odd since about the only Smurf who would really mind it because he's kind of a loner is Grouchy. Also it wasn't like the cartoon, the Smurfs were played by humans who were pretending to to be them and didn't even look like Smurfs, and the castle room they were in really wasn't that big because they were human-sized! And then there was something like the Muppets watching it like a play and that's about all I remember.

There's a Smurfs game I play on Facebook and, the Muppets have been in quite a few commercials lately, so that could be why I had that dream.

I can't remember the last weirdest dream that I had but one comes to mind. It was very vivid which is probably why I can remember it all these years later.

I dreamt my family and I were on the run and trying to get away from the police and MI5 for some reason. So we're running, running, running and hiding wherever we can and we finally come to a park. We're on a path which has sandy gravel on it which divides the park into two. A good twenty or thirty metres in front of us was the most bizarre thing. For some reason it was this giant cigarette with arms and legs, pushing a baby buggy with its left hand and holding a translucent rainbow coloured umbrella in the other. And my dad calls out to it going, "Hey, can you help us?"

The cigarette looks up and suddenly starts charging towards us. And my family members all leap into the air behind me, and my dad screams at me, "COME ON, ARI, FLY!" I look back and somehow my dad and brother have transformed into birds and are taking off into the air. The cigarette is almost here, so I jump up into the air and transform into a kestrel and realise my mum isn't anywhere to be seen. So I scream at my dad whilst we're all flying off: "WHERE'S MUM?!?!?!" And the dream ended there.

That dream confused me. I had no idea what the fudge it was all about.

I had several weird dreams this morning. One was about going to see a blues show on a stage in a crowded theater. I don't remember much about that dream except that I commented to myself how weird it was when I woke up from it to go to the bathroom. Then I went back to bed, but the last dream this morning was much weirder. I was at a table in front of a gas station / garage type place on a two-lane highway. There were some other people with me, none of them familiar from my waking life. All of a sudden I looked up and saw a Japanese heavy cruiser (big World War II warship: about 700 feet long, 70 feet wide and displacing 14,000 tons) steaming towards us just a short distance down the highway, taking up both lanes of course! It was funny too because it was only visible from the waterline up, as if it were steaming through land as if it were water. Somebody yelled "Dive! Dive!" as if we were in a submarine. I ran towards the garage and was thinking where could I find shelter from that cruiser's big guns. Then I woke up.

Sounds like you recieved the dream of GM's CEO by mistake.

Send it back to the dream postmaster!

Why someone not involved in the US auto industry would have a nightmare that obviously symbolizes the threat of foriegn competition on America's roads is a mystery to me.

I was in the audience in a small theatre where a fat army general was singing on stage. He had a lousy voice and had gotten up on stage only due to the fact that he was a general. Everyone in the audience listened politely but one by one they left. Finally the singing ended and just as I was exiting I got cornered by this singing general, asking me if I'd liked his show. I told him no, that he wasn't a good singer.

dreamt i was in a classroom at my old junior high school from the early 1970s, when i heard a tapping noise coming from a pipe coming down from the roof, so i started tapping back in response, "tap-tap-taptap-tap-- tap-tap" [ala "shave and a haircut-10 cents"] and the tapping i got back duplicated that, so i went next door and notified a teacher of the person on the roof and he went and got the principal and together they went and climbed the roof and found a middle-eastern girl hiding on the roof and the cops came and took her away, another teacher told me, "go home, nothing to see here." in the back seat of the patrol car i could see a woman with head garment and a bunch of kids all talking at once in some middle eastern tongue, then i awoke.

dreamt i was in an empty classroom at my old junior high school from the early 1970s, when i heard a tapping noise coming from a pipe coming down from the roof, so i started tapping back in response, "tap-tap-taptap-tap-- tap-tap" [ala "shave and a haircut-10 cents"] and the tapping i got back duplicated that, so i went next door and notified a teacher of the person on the roof and he went and got the principal and together they went and climbed the roof and found a middle-eastern girl hiding on the roof and the cops came and took her away, another teacher told me, "go home, nothing to see here." in the back seat of the patrol car i could see a woman with head garment and a bunch of kids all talking at once in some middle eastern tongue, then i awoke.