What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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Another school day, i just thought it would be. But it wasnt. It was something out of the ordninary. I walked as usual to school, on the same route as i had always taken. But when i was almost there i saw smoke coming from the ground. First i thought that it was just quick moving fog, but when i inspected it more and i saw that it legimately came from a hole in the ground! I opened the hole a little more and took a look in side.

Suprisingly, it was not pitch black. I could see what was in there. There was a ramp made of dirt and stuff under the hole, and it was big enough for me to go into. So i did.

I slided into the hole and on the ramp, and landed in a little pool of water. I was pretty worried about my jeans now. I was sure that they had gotten ruined. But after a while i stopped think about them and looked around. Inside the hole was a whole underground complex. There were lights lightning up almost every inch of the place, and there were paths and tunnels. To the left of the ramp was a door, and it for some reason reminded me of a kitchen, because of the tiles covering the walls.

Walking into that door it gets a little odd thou. Hallways that cross each other was here, and they were made entirely of long 2x4 wood sticks. It looked like on gigantic sauna. There were more doors, and there were some people walking here too. I decided to take a look inside the rooms, and what i saw came as a suprise.

The rooms were big. There were people sitting tightly togheter with their backs against the walls. Some of them were classmates, but all of them seemed to be teenagers. Almost all of them had black steam erupting from their mouths. The smoke rised up through the celling. I know what this whole place was now. It was a giant Opium Hole! So close to the school!

I would speedily walk back to the hole and climb up, but i was too curious to do that. Instead i walked through the other tunnel at the start. It lead to a staircase and a room, and everything covered in more kitchen tiles. But there were windows here. I could see in to the opium rooms, and the smoke gently touching the glass, like a steam of water. Just, uh, upwards and man-made. There was one window that was broken however. I looked inside it and there was a platform of some sort. This room looked like a garage, and there were more people talking. Somehow i knew they were the leaders. I climbed throu the window and listened to their conversation.

They were talking about the place, and some guy they had killed. One of them got inceasingly angry and he decided to show the others how the guy was killed. So he grabbed a sledgehammer and broke a glass window.

It was at this point i decided to go back. When climbing out of the hole again cops were waiting. What. They told me to wait while they went down there. I did. Then i heard shooting. And a lot of screams. If i hadent known about the holes existence, i probarly thought i had gone mad. But then they came back up, and i woke up.



It makes sense in context.

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i remember only fragments of this dream, but stitched together, it finds me in the middle of this strange urban winter wonderland, with snowy slippery streets and me in the car trying not to wreck it, while surrounded by yahoos collectively doing their best impersonation of mario andretti drunk off his ass, crazily careening and bouncing every which way, becoming airborne on hilltops and crashing into things and each other. meanwhile, i was doing my best halo-on-head state farm good driver but then suddenly i got the crazy virus and i too was soon zooming about, slipsliding and screaming up hills when at the top of one hill i became airborne and zoomed in a truncated arc through the air until i bounced off a building then hit the bottom of the hill. somehow i escaped injury 'cept for a scratch on my right hand. then in the next dream scene, i am in the parking lot of some weird school or college i've never seen in real life, and wondering to myself how in the hell did i get here and how do i go home without my car? then suddenly i am in some big yacht parked on a hilltop overlooking a boat-filled bay, and i have just awoken from a nap and was wearing only underwear. unashamed, i wandered into the yacht's galley and saw several woman puttering about. suddenly the deck hatch opened and in crawled some young sailor with a sunburnt face and sweaty naval khaki uniform, looking as though he had just come from mischief, with a devil-may-care grin and glinting eyes. he said hello to me and the ladies, then excused himself. the women didn't pay me any mind, similar to waking life.
in the next dream scene, i am in the commons area when this bully of a naval officer saunters in with menace, and he attacks the young man, shoving him brutally into a bureau and shoves him inside the desk, muttering imprecations from the lords of discipline, and he yanks the young man's right arm out of its socket, twisting it rashly behind his back while he yelps in pain and abject terror. i make eye contact with the young man and his eyes are tear-filled, thoroughly frightened and pleading with me to stop the pain. i flee in cowardly horror at this sight, retreating to my compartment where i see the young man's younger brother, cowering on the floor in terror of what is happening to his older brother, crying miserably. at this point i am feeling massively impotent rage at the bully, wondering to myself, "why can't i just man up and tear that bastard apart?"
in the next dream scene i am in my sister's house, looking out through the living room bay window when this same young man, now in civvies, comes running up to the house and begs me to let him in and protect him from the bully. so i let him in and tell him to go hide someplace if he knows what's good for him, and he makes himself scarce. then i see the bully come swaggering up the driveway, wearing sweaty civvies, carrying a bloodstained baseball bat and swatting the palm of his hand with it, ready to do some dirt to somebody. i lock the door and call 911, while the man glares at me from outside the window, and i go hide under the dining room table, but the man sees me and takes a pistol and shoots several times in my direction but misses. then he takes his baseball bat and starts shattering the screen door and batters the front door in, at which point the police come driving up the way and get out of their patrol car and order the bully to cease and desist, at which point he whips around with his pistol and fires at the officers, who respond with their own pistols and flatten him in a bloody heap. at this point the young man comes out of hiding, and i reassure him that this bully will not hurt him anymore. then i awoke.

I dreamed about a postman who had to deliver a pair of cupcakes on a tray to a cat and then sing it a song. I may have been the postman, it was hard to decide.

Last day I had a dream about destroyed cities, broken pipelines and Hannah Montana playing at somebody's funeral.

Last night's dream wasn't weird, But I'm posting it anyway.
I had a dream last night that I joind an organisation called SAAS (it's some autie/aspie group in my county) and I was going to some social group type thing and they were all teenagers a bit younger than me. And I was going to sneak out there, I sneaked out because I didn't want to tell anyone I joined. I caught the bus and it took me to the bus station by tesco, and I walked in this room which is usually a cafe in real life, but this time there were tables and chairs with 15/16 year olds sitting on them and an older woman standing at the front. I sat near the back and people were talking amongst themselves and the older woman was talking to some members at the front. Then the woman spotted me and asked my name, so I said Sophie then I went to sit with a group of people and get to know them. There was a fun and quite congenial atmosphere and I straight away warmed up to these people, I was with a girl with dark hair and a blue/purple hoody, and about 3 boys. We then walked outside into the street, it was night time, and we all walked in a group but standing quite a distance form eachother so we were spread out, it was like safety and power in numbers and we were actually quite loud and boistrous. From a distance you'd think we were yobs, but we were the opposite we were total nerds! The boys talked about video games and the internet and I was talking to the dark haired girl. We then stood in the circle and I asked what everyone's names were, many were nicknames. They were all walking one way at the end of the meeting but I had to leave another way, so I said goodbye to them and caught the bus. Back at home my mum asked me where I went I said I'd made new friends, she didn't mind that much even though it was late.

It was a fun fun fun dream, so fun infact that this morning I visted the SAAS website. Nothing as interesting though.

I just recently had two weird dreams.
The first dream I had, I was in a place that I did not know, and before I knew it, I was right back at my house in my mom's room. I asked mom what was going on and she told me that the president has somehow turned against the Christians and is having us all deported. Then right away, I'm in a hotel while a couple of friends from church were there as well. I think we were all hiding in a hotel which is really weird because it's in public and we are in hiding. The second dream I had include my two friends and that we were somehow able to play Guitar Hero outside with nothing to plug in. Those are my dreams for ya. For me they barely makes sense because I'm in one place and the next minute I'm in another. It happens in almost all of my dreams.

oh, the symbology of this dream is something else! the "postman" [the man with the "post"] delivers the "male" [get it? ]

the "postman" delivers himself to the "cupcakes", working his way to the "cat" and then will sing the climactic "song" afterwards. you decided "it" [the "cat"?] was making the "post" man's "it" "hard."

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Last night I had one of those "I cannot find a toilet anywhere" dreams ...

Yuck. I was a mess, and there was nowhere to go to get out of everyone's sight.

i have those dreams quite often, and they can mean either the mundane unconscious message from a full bladder/bowels, or they can mean one feels some kind of stress from people in waking life cutting one to the quick.

I woke up a little while ago from having a dream about zombies. I never been into that zombie trend & I know very little about it. I don't think they were typical zombies because they had some intelligence & could talk; they may of been more like people who had their minds invaded by aliens or something IDK. Anyways I remember getting out of a bus with two other people. One of the guys was going go in a big building by himself to try & kill the head leader there witch was pop singer Katy Perry. I told him I should go with him & he handed me a gun; a big revolver. We were climbing this long twisting staircase & the other guy was in front of me. He turned a corner & I lost sight of him but could still hear him. I glanced up & I saw some people on a higher level of stairs but I could only see their ankles. I told my partner about it & a couple seconds later I heard him firing some shots. I couldn't see anything except I could still kina make out ankles on a higher level so I fired a couple shots at em but I doubt I hit em. I heard a few different noises witch sounded like a struggle & then things were silent. I moved forward/upward some & I didn't see anything either. I assumed my partner had been taken. I hearde a noise behind me & I turned around & looked down & I could see someone coming up the stairs but I couldn't really make em out & I didn't have a clear shot so I waited. As soon as she turned a corner & I could see her clearly; I saw she was unarmed. She told me I should surrender & that's when I woke up.

My recurring version of that is, I find the public restroom with lots of unoccupied toilets, but every one of them is overflowing with s**t. Had it the other night as it happens.

This night I had some bizarre dream of Erminea being dead.

Whhaat?? You think my dream was about sex?

Are we not mentioning the "P" word?

i dreamed that i found out how to levitate but no one could see it.

i practiced standing up on my tiptoes, and then i somehow meditated so i felt lighter, and i then was able to stand on the points of my toes like a ballerina.

i continued along the same line of meditation and i felt so light that i stood on the toenails of only my big toes with ease.

then i meditated some more and i left the ground, and i was suspended about 2 centimeters in the air with my toes pointing to the ground, but i was not touching the ground.

i then went out to the tavern where i know a couple of people, and i tried to demonstrate this new ability of mine, and they scratched their heads and turned away from me and continued to talk among them selves. i asked them to look at my feet to prove i was not touching the ground, but they were so skeptical they did not bother.

i eventually meditated along the same lines further and rose about 10 centimeters above the ground, and i called to them and they looked up at my face and i asked them to look at my feet, but they laughed and turned away and continued talking.

grrr