What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I dreamed of an alternative reality where my co-workers are my childhood friends grown up and we went to an RnR on some beach.

Next thing I knew, I was discussing being a donor of a heart transplant.
The patient was one of those childhood friend except I'm not really friends with this particular person -- in the dream he's a stranger, in real life he's a childhood bully.

At the middle of it after going home, it transitioned to a hospital.
Then right afterwards, I woke up with a scar on my chest and my hair was failing off. Then it was revealed to me that my heart was replaced and my body felt weird...


I don't know.
Really don't know.

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I dreamed I was a crewman on a german U-Boat in WWII I had a wife and 2 daughters in Germany. We were depth charged and sank. I remember thinking in my last few minutes; will ? (I can't remember any names) be taken care of?




P.S. I dreamed my name was Detlaf Gruber

I had a dream a couple of days ago in which I fell asleep at my office desk and when I woke up, it was perfectly clean. There wasn't a book or paper or computer or anything on any table or in any bookshelf. Nothing but floor, walls, ceiling, desks, and book shelves.

And someone was standing there telling me that they cleaned it up.

When I started to get really upset about it, I woke up.

I married Ken. I had the dream two nights in a row.

I seem to have been preoccupied with people stealing my bicycle last night in different dreams!

In one dream, I was at some kind of rodeo event and for some reason I had my bicycle with me. When it was over, I was standing around talking to people and when I turned around, my bicycle was gone.

Then later, in another dream, I was doing some work in Galveston and took a shortcut and stumbled onto a book store with my bicycle on top of my car. I went in, bought a couple of books, and when I came out, my bicycle was gone.

Oddly enough, I have, of course been to rodeos and talked to people after they were over, but I didn't have a bicycle with me. And I can't imagine anyone at a rodeo actually stealing a bicycle, anyway.

And I used to do some work in Galveston and once stumbled across a used book store in the same manner. I bought a couple of books there. The next time I was in Galveston a few months later, I was completely unable to find the place. I didn't have my bicycle with me that day, though.

I typically don't dream, but when I do it's almost always when sleep deprived and disturbing. Interesting fact: the rate at which people dream in sepiatone has declined greatly since the introduction of color T.V. transmissions, with most people who grew up in the B&W era reporting the highest rates of non-color dream sequences (c. 1965 onward). Had a vivid dream recently in which I and a bunch of random people were let off a sailing ship and had to run away from some unseen evil behind us, like a reverse D-Day.

Being ripped apart in the stomach by an old witch slender man type figure(very tall thin figure). With long dagger like fingers.
Which stood at the bottom of my bed as a shadowy figure at first.
First my clothing,then my flesh.

I'm pretty sure it was sleep paralysis as I screamed and nothing came out. Nor could I move when I woke up.

Last night I had a dream where I was being chased by a young man with a gun. He kept firing three at a time, and each time he started firing I had to hide behind a trash can until he'd fired three times, then I had go get away before he reloaded his gun. But he kept chasing me through busy streets and up steps, and I kept passing people I knew and shouting for help but nobody seemed to take me seriously. Then all of a sudden I pounced on him and snatched his gun, and after some hesitation I shot him right in the throat and he died instantly. I was shocked at what I had just done but I felt free from him.

It's funny how I've never even held a gun before yet I knew exactly how to use one in a dream.

i dreamt that i was at some mélange of a college i either attended or worked at over 4 decades ago. the chapel organ and carillon bells were playing "pavane for a dead princess" which is not a normal piece to be played in a public university.

I found a room with grass and trees, and it was all the same brown color, so I couldn’t see detail. There were also brown birds in a nest, and they became agitated because my cat was with me. My cat became the brown color and I lost track of where he was, but then birds got REALLY agitated and started falling out of the tree. I heard someone shaking a jar full of coins, which turned out to be my real world cat digging in the litter box. I woke up.

Just as my alarm clock was going off this morning I was dreaming that I was eating a bowl of coco pops. I was still chewing them even when I was turning my alarm clock off.

They were so good and the most chocolaty thing ever.

I dreamed not too long ago that...

(I never know when I dream, as I sleep when I feel sleepy, which can be whenever)...

I NEEDED to collect ALL the seeds from ALL the tomatoes to save them for planting again but then suddenly we were making paste but with the paste toms and not the ones that were in the crate...

and this is weird bc I've not touched a tomato for many many months now.