What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I dreamt that I was in a park sometime in the vague distant future. I heard above me a vague disturbance, and I looked up and saw a phantom disturbance in the clouds above me, followed by a fuzzy outline of some futuristic stealth aircraft that made just a dull distant rushing sound, no jet exhaust roar, and soon choral music issued forth from the stealth aircraft in full-fidelity sound with no apparent doppler distortion despite the oval circuit movement of the aircraft above me which moved in an oval area perhaps a half-mile wide, at an altitude of somewhere between 500 and 1000 feet above me. then suddenly I was in a fancy kitchen about 3 stories above the ground, with large panoramic picture window of one piece overlooking the park I was just in, now looking down on the trees that previously surrounded me. in the kitchen was a querulous self-righteous rich person lecturing me on my lack of worldliness. I noticed she was dressed in turquoise sweatpants and turquoise dickey sweater and white shirt. she had a brunette bob hairstyle and pasty white complexion with pink cheeks but a permanent scowl on her face.

There is alot of detail in that one !

I dreamt I was in a Scrabble contenst. While playing with one of the opponents, I've noticed that there were Scrabble words from last seasons' winners that involved profanities, namely the words A-hole and the S-word. In spite of my distain and concern from them, I just ignored it, pressed on playing. A short time later, the host of the contest walked behind me, and said to me "Hey, you should play this word!" I looked at the letters on my stand, which spelled...the F-word, followed by '-er". The discussion then went like this:

Me: "Sorry, but...I-I can't do that".
Host: "Come on, it's worth triple the points."
Me: (looking at the board, confused) "Wait....I don't see any Triple point spots to put it on."
Host: "No, I mean you INNATELY get Triple points if you use that, plus an extra double or triple points if it lands on either of those."

I couldn't believe my ears, the host WANTS me to gain extra points, whether or not I used Double or Triple point boxes just for using SWEAR WORDS?!

Me: "Eh...sorry but no thanks."
Host: (beginning to run out of patience) "You do want to win, don't you?"
Me: "No, I just want to do the best I can."
Host: "But don't you want to be famous?"
Me:"I don't care about that, either! Plus, they're overrated!"
Host: (gets more irritated) "Young man, you do realise their just WORDS, right?"
Me: "Well, if it's true, then WHY are you making such a huge deal over me NOT using them?!"
Host: (boils over even more) "Young man, I'm going to ask you again, play the F-word in order to get extra points!"
Me: "I think you're confusing 'asking' with 'demanding', dude. Sorry, isn't that a violation of-?"
Host: (finally snaps) "That's it, young man! You are hereby disqualified from the Scrabble contest, and you're not coming back!"

And then the host grabbed my arm, dragged me to the door, and threw me out of the building.

Well, so much for "free speech"! Man, no wonder why I hate strong profanities so much!

Just now, I had a nightmare involving trying to escape from Trump and his newly-claimed widespread oppression.

I tried to make a series of escapes from him, but somehow he always succeeds in finding and capturing me, since he wants EVERYONE, me included, to be present and witness his coronation.

In one of my escape attempts, after I got captured, he was screaming repeatedly, "F#@&ING IDIOT!!" I don't know if it was directed to me or his followers, but even in my sleep, strong profanities still affect me negatively.

My last escape attempt involved me turning into the Pokémon Drilbur, and just drill on outta his sight, but somehow he and his followers got the upper hand AGAIN (contrivingly), captured me, put me in handcuffs, and have me forced to watch his coronation. After it was done, with him claiming that he now owns everything, I angrily called him a "bass turd" at the top of my lungs, which made him look at me and gave me a wicked, smug grin of satisfaction.

And that's when I woke up.

Honestly, I think my dream is giving me a serious warning....

I had a great dream this morning.

A thief had come onto the farm looking for something to steal. When he saw me, he ran into and old metal grain bin about 25 feet across that had been converted into a chicken house.

So I closed the door and locked him in.

I then got a handgun and then spent an hour or so to find some rattlesnakes which I captured with my snake tongs and put them into a closed bucket.

Once I had three rattlesnakes, I went back, unlocked the door, and opened it wide enough to drop the three rattlesnakes inside. I hollered in that I would be back the next afternoon to check on him and that if he was still alive, I would call the ambulance.

I then locked the door but woke up before the next afternoon.

I dreamt I was in my tin can, my sweetie was annoyed with a sound coming from outside in the back yard, so I went out there and saw some workmen tearing up my yard with various bits of equipment. sweetie came out and asked me why I had those people here doing that to our yard, and I replied that I had nothing to do with it. sweetie told me that she didn't like this and was going to drive to Elma [a nearby small town], only she couldn't think of the name and gave an approximation. then suddenly I found myself in a restaurant a lot like Denny's, sitting at a table near the door, a foul-tempered wait person came over and threw a menu at me, and I quickly chose a dish, she quickly walked away with the menu and I waited a bit, she came back with a tray of food and threw it onto the table, luckily the food was thick and didn't splash all over. she then held her hand out for my money and shook it at me, I asked her how much did I owe and she replied, "you're supposed to know that!" and I offered her 10 dollars and she snatched the money out of my hand and sneered, "oh you're a BIG SPENDER aren't you?!" then huffed away.

btw a version of what happened in the Denny's happened to me in real life a few years back.

I dreamt I was trapped in a room chock full of strangers, unclean water came up to my knees, and I was trying to empty my distended bladder, repeatedly I'd have to do it again and again, and I kept having to wipe my donkey in front of those people and i'd throw the wadded paper into the bowl only for it to bounce out into the unclean water. then a door materialized out of nowhere in the wall and a former coworker poked her head in through the door and beckoned me to follow her outside, and I did only to find myself in the side garden of my late parents' old house. she mentioned to me that it'd be far better if I wiped my donkey in the garden, and I exclaimed to her as cars rushed by, "you mean do it with all these GD cars passing by watching me?!" and she nodded yes, then I awoke.

^^^i still haven't quite figured out what that particular dream was trying to tell me. neural garbage, or something else?

From above : Always seems to me that it is inappropriate to wipe anyones donkey in Public. Lolz

This morning's dream was about graduating from college. In the dream, I'm 78 years old, graduating that night, and starting an entry level job in a week.

I'd been in the same dorm since I was a freshman -- fall, spring, and summer. It was the best 60 years of my life.

More of a brief dreamlet really, but pretty weird all the same.

For no obvious reason I thought of Tom, a gardener friend who I see occasionally, and his dog Jake, a terrier.

As I remembered in the dream, seeing Jake running around with his boundless energy and when I was christened a "Jake whisperer" because I got him to lay on his back on my lap and let me give him a good belly-scratch, there was an air of sadness to it, a sense of loss drifting throughout like wood smoke, and in the dream I thought: I must check up on Jake the next time I see Tom.
This was very early on Thursday morning, the 28^th.

Later, that afternoon, I visited my sister and while chatting, she told me that Tom had Jake put to sleep that morning - "it was time", as is sometimes said for pets suffering through age (Jake was by now almost blind and could barely walk).
It was done at Tom's home to avoid stressing the little fella with a trip to the vet and of course was very said - he'd had Jake since he was a puppy.

False memory? That seems unlikely because apart from the dream itself I also remember reflecting on it later that morning, several hours after getting up.
Premonition? You decide.

^Second sight.
On rare occasions I have dreams like that.
Once I dreamed about a certain part of the highway and a semi- truck crossing the lane at us.
A week later my daughter’s school bus was hit by a semi. Guess where?
Luckily no serious injuries.

When I had an afternoon nap earlier I dreamt I was 14 again, going back to school after the summer break in September. I was walking to school but suddenly decided not to go so came home again. But as an excuse I just told my mother that it was a staggered first day, where half the school returns on one day then the other half the next and that I was in the second half.

I hate those back to school dreams.


I had Donald Trump in a dream the other night. I think it's from reading too much about politics here lol.

I was in junior high school and a doctor suddenly jabs my arm with a needle without saying anything. I asked him what it was for and he said it was a combined covid and flu vaccine, I think. But he doesn't take the needle back out and I can feel some pain as he keeps it stuck in there. And that's all I remember.

There was a lot going on in this dream I've just woke up from

The final scene was us playing in a disused cinema and dancing to the Bee Gees "staying alive"

Then I woke up and my first thought was "aren't pens versatile"

So I just don't know but I'm taking it as a sign