What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I have seen the words "THE END" in the middle of my field of vision at the end of a dream before, and heard the orchestral Looney Tunes music, just before waking up.

I have also had the environment inside of a dream slowly fade away, until the staircase that I was on disappeared as well and I was floating in a black void. Then I would wake up.

Many dreams are so realistic that I don't immediately realize that it's a dream. I can taste food in dreams too. Once I become consciously aware that it's a dream though, I always wake up. My brain kicks me out of the dream and sends the "wake up" signal.

Last night I dreamt there was a huge spider on me and I freaked out, and then later on in the dream I ended up eating it. Then I squirmed thinking about it inside me, so I tried to ask Google what happens if you swallow a huge dead spider, but it wouldn't give me any results and I was becoming more and more distressed.

Thank God that was just a dream lol.

This morning I woke up from what I call a nightmare. I was at work and noticed the bully was there, though he was unusually quiet. Then I found out he had just lost a baby and was going around all the depots so that workers could pay their respects to him for his tragic loss. I was expected to give sympathy to him but I just couldn't. Well, I felt sympathy for his family for losing a baby, but I still couldn't offer him any of my support being so what he had done to me. Everyone started hating me and calling me a psychopath, and I couldn't handle the conflicting emotions I had. I kept trying to explain myself to everyone that I wasn't gloating or anything, but that I just couldn't bring myself to offer him my condolences. But people wouldn't understand, they just said that I still had to show sympathy to him and to stop thinking of myself. I started beating myself up and I felt so upset of now being shamed by everyone.
Then just as I was creating a thread here for support in a situation like this, I woke up. But I had to think for a few moments and work out if that was a dream or if it was really happening to me. It was a dream.

I hate having those dreams where everyone hates me.

had strange dream about being on a large aircraft flying through the air, i hadda use the head so i went to the back and found rows of airplane bathrooms to use, the one i chose instead had a refrigerator in it, i figured out that if i rotated the fridge 180 degrees it turned into a bathroom, and as soon as i did that a window opened up and i could see the outside front of the aircraft, there was a nearly invisible windscreen that blocked all the wind but i could see through it just like it wasn't there. then the aircraft dipped down to ground level on a freeway parallelling a big truck, then i landed in a farmer's backyard field, just the bathroom and a bit of surrounding metal. a farmer approached me and asked me what the hell i was doing on his land. i shrugged my shoulders and next thing i knew i was back up in the airplane as though nothing had happened, and upon landing the crew threw a birthday party for one of the flight attendants, i sampled a square piece of chocolate cherry cake and it was delicious. then i awoke.

I dreamt I was in somebody's house, in the natatorium [he was rich], it was emptied out for maintenance, there were babies [human infants] and small animals and alligators. one of the 'gators menacingly approached one of the infants, who then suddenly grew twice his size and his head puffed up like a puffer fish and louding hissing issued forth from his gob, and then he bared his shark teeth at the 'gator who suddenly turned pale white, jumped up on his hind legs and ran away screaming like a little girl.

I dreamed of being an artist in a concert (I'm not).

I think that the blood thinner that I'm taking is somehow causing some terrible dreams.

This morning, I dreamed that I had been walking down the street in a rough part of town and someone grabbed me, dragged me into an open area behind a bar, threw me in a big "hamster" wheel, and spun me around. There were a lot of drunks there laughing and drinking more. They didn't let me out and repeated it two or three times.

Then I remembered that I was armed. I pulled out a handgun and starting shooting. There were a couple of people not moving while others ran away as fast as they could.

Eventually, the police came, pulled me out, and arrested me for murder because they said I would have been released eventually.

I dreamt that I was in the eastern part of washington state, in the flatlands between the mountain ranges. I saw a big white firetruck hauling on its flatbed, two other fire trucks, side by side, one of them red and the other green. I commented to my sweetie as it passed us in a parking lot, "my, that is a big buncha metal."

I got 2 funny dreams.

One was me taking cash from a glitching ATM and trying to flee, worried I'd get caught anytime while babysitting some kid apparently.

I forgot the other.

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I dreamed that I was on a long flight in the most luxurious jumbo jet in the world. I had no idea why I was there and it certainly wasn't there to fly me anywhere. There were several others on-board any they were all sitting in one cabin talking to each other.

So I wandered into the main suite on the plane and from there into its private bathroom. It was the most luxurious bathroom that I ever saw. It even had a tub. (I think that such luxury airplanes only use showers, but this dream luxury airplane had a full bathtub.

I filled it with warm water, took off my clothes, and climbed in. And stayed there.

Eventually, an attendant brought me a plate of my choice of really nice food and served it to me in the bathtub and I ate it there. Later, she came back and got the tray. Periodically, she or one of the other attendants would bring me drinks. It was absolutely the greatest bath of my life.

Eventually, I realized that we should have already landed. I found out that they could not land with someone in the bathtub and had to wait for me to get out and drain the tub before they could land. So the flight lasted an extra couple of hours because of me. And nobody got the slightest bit mad at me.

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In real life, I did eat a meal in the shower once. I had been to a college football game where it was cold and raining the entire time. I shivered nonstop the entire second half. Walking back to my apartment after the game, I stopped at one of my favorite not so expensive food joints and got a hamburger and fries to go. I took it on to my apartment about two blocks away, turned the showr on, stripped, and climbed into the shower with my food. There was a window right at the shower with a very wide ledge so I put the food up there. I ate that hamburger and fries in the shower, keeping my hands dry until I was done. Their hamburgers and fries were quite good, they weren't exceptional, but that was one of the best hamburgers and fries in my life.

A doctor later told me to never do that because it was exceptionally dangerous. He said that when you get that cold, the body moves much of your blood to your core. Standing in the hot shower like that, the blood could have flowed out of the core so quickly that I could have quickly died of a fatal heart attack.

I dreamt that semi-spectral versions of my Younger neighbors were wandering about on my property, totally without a stitch of clothing on, and they'd fade suddenly in and out.

I pulled into the local convenience store for cigarettes. That was really odd because I quit smoking about 35 to 40 years ago.

When I was leaving there was some guy stretched out across the road like he was passed out. When I started to get out to check on him he got up and told me that I had to help him start his car. I pulled out a handgun and pointed it at him and told him to freeze.. When he advanced on me, he got six shots to center of mass.

I dreamt I was in a room somewhere I'd never been in waking life, nothing like it at all. in the room were two old men, one deceased in 1986 [the late great clarinetist Benny Goodman ] and some other old man I'd not ever seen before, he was playing benny's clarinet that he lent him, and making a horrible un-tuneful spectacle and ear-sore of himself. Benny smiled at the scene, and I asked him what was his secret to being such an ace at the clarinet, he thought about it for a while, and told me [with a pregnant pause at the end] "i'll let you know in a bit, and was intending to say something else to me but I awoke.

I dreamt I was in a class taught by the late Beatle George Harrison, appearing as he did in the 70s. moustache and 70s-style hair, white shirt and blue jeans and loafers. he gave us all these futuristic tablets much as tablets are today. we were supposed to gather information off the web about all the things that could possibly have influenced the development of rock music. I didn't get the memo, and did it the old fashioned way, by going through old newspapers and magazines and scribbled notes off of youtubes, and had a notebook stuffed full of these clippings and notes. George looked disapprovingly at my notebook and asked where was my notebook, I told him I forgot to charge it and he scowled at me in disgusted amazement. then I awoke.

Aren't dreams brill

I had a dream that someone in a helicopter starting shooting at me. Fortunately, the sniper on the helicopter was a bad shot. I woke up before he could hit me.