What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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i dreamed that i finally got to sleep.

I dreamt that I only had one eye, I had lost one in an accident some time in the (dream world ) past. I was looking in the mirror and the hole type thing where my eye once was looked a bit sore and infected and ew, I felt like an ugly idiot and I was just about to tell my mum that I need a glass eye.

I know why I dreamt it, because I was watching "animal madhouse" on telly the other night and there was a one eyed rabbit whose missing eye was all disgusting and stuff.

One-Eyed
To dream that you have one eye, indicates a refusal to accept another viewpoint. One may be too one-sided in one's ways of thinking. To dream of wanting a glass eye means one is unwilling to do the hard work of spiritual evolvement, and would rather passively go along with life as it is, while ignoring or disrespecting the mass of humanity which is different from one's self.
Reflection
To see your reflection in your dream, represents your true self; it is time to look within. The reflection may highlight both your flaws and positive attributes. Learn from your flaws and how to improve them. At the same time, appreciate your good qualities. Alternatively, your reflection indicates how you want others to perceive you.
If you see a strange figure or something other than your own reflection, then it suggests that you are undergoing some identity crisis. You are not sure about who you are anymore.
Mirror
To dream of your own reflection in the mirror, suggests that you are pondering thoughts about your inner self. The reflection in the mirror is how you perceive yourself or how you want others to see you. You may be contemplating on strengthening and changing aspects of your character.

I dreamed I was back at work, but they all thought I was great, and they upgraded me to food taster, and I was sat downstairs and they served me a big casserole dish full of unplucked, but (I assume) cooked small birds, and I ate one.

my post about dreaming i finally got to sleep was an attempt at a joke.

but i truly had a dream last night that was multi dimensional and out side of aunt blabby's realm of interpretation.

i dreamed that i dreamt that i was driving along a road, and all of a sudden everyone started veering left and right in a psychotic way for no reason. i dreamed i had no brakes and i was going to hit someone very soon even though i was wrestling with my wits and the steering wheel to avoid a collision.

i knew it was a dream somehow because i knew that i had gone to sleep some hours before, and i feebly reasoned it could not be happening.

then i seemed to wake up and i thought "phew", "thank goodness that was a dream".
then i got up and went to my refrigerator to get a drink and some cheese, and when i opened the door, i saw that the stuff i had in it was gone and there was only bottled water in it.

i suddenly thought " what the hell? who has rearranged my fridge ? "

then i started to think "are there any other people i am living with now ?" (worst possible thought i could have).
i looked further into the fridge and i saw a packet of salami, and i thought " someone has moved in to my house and i must find them and kick them out"

then i searched every room of my house and i saw there was a bed and a radio in one room and i thought" how in hell did that person manage to start living in my house??! !"

i became very distraught and then i opened my eyes and i realized that even that was a dream and i knew i was awake in my empty house by myself then.

what a heavenly relief.

i do not like nightmares like that.

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i dreamt i was about 5 years in the future in an alternate reality in which i was still employed at the army hospital i got laid off from 5 years earlier. only thing was it was a secret air force facility in the base of a partially submerged high-tech pyramid in the desert wilds of some unknown place. the pyramid would light up with different colors at night, and inside was the most high-tech equipment that is only just now being thought about. all the nurses carried these clipboards which were also tablet 'puters, and these clipboards would instantly put data on a huge wall-sized digital whiteboard with moving images of patients in the various suites and superimposed data atop the images. the technicians sat behind a bank of control surfaces/monitors and pushed and pulled and twisted and slid various doohickeys, and also in their laps were more of those digital clipboards, and there were some student nurses with cardboard play-versions of these clipboards, that had sheets of paper to be slid into the viewscreens to simulate data.
in this pyramid facility, there were freight elevators but no people elevators, the humans having to be acrobats climbing into these weird weighted baskets on the other end of fancy counterweights, which would catapult them up to whatever floor they wanted to be on, and when the baskets came back down they reset the mechanism for the next passenger. the pyramid was connected to other underground facilities by way of these weird flying chrome 10' diameter balls, that flew through vacuum tunnels at hundreds of miles per hour.
i was trying to take all of this weird stuff in and my dense mentality was a major obstacle, so i kept pestering a very nice and helpful employee what was happening. then suddenly some guy wearing a labcoat grabbed this employee and made him lie down on a table, where he stripped him naked and molested him. i noticed with awe that the molestee's tumescence reached to his chest. i didn't know what to do about this, so i retreated to the employee breakroom. noble me
in the employee breakroom, one of the housekeepers walked up to me and told me i stank to heaven, and that i should bathe more often, and that my hair wouldn't be so greasy if i did so. this incensed me to no end, and in the dream i thought about dropping a dime on her to her boss, then i noticed when i inhaled that i did indeed stink to heaven, so i got up to go to the locker-room showers, and when i entered the lockerroom, i noticed that the shower facilities were gone, replaced by a large transparent glass partition, of which on the other side was a tennis-court-sized female shower chamber with a full-ceiling rainshower facility, under which various naked nurses were cavorting about- and i stood there unnoticed, ogling them all when i heard a knock at the locker room door, so i turned around to open it, and as soon as the door was ajar i awoke from the dream.

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I dreamed I was in a crowd of desiccated children with red eyes and cracked skin. Their skin looked the way that mud flats look after a long drought. They were all gathered to watch a man commit ritual suicide. The man disemboweled himself and then ate his own internal organs which popped right back out again through his opened stomach. This loop continued until I woke up.

That was the weirdest and most disgusting dream I've recently had. If I've had one weirder, I'm glad I don't remember it.

i dreamed that i was going to purchase a 747 for $4.2 million and i thought it was a steal.
but when i went to look at it i was suddenly stricken with paralyzing laziness as i approached it to inspect it.
i could not make it up the stairs to go inside, and i languished sitting on the bottom stair of the the staircase leading to it's door.
i wish my dream had gotten to the point where i bought it and was taxiing it to the area where i could store it until i learned how to fly it.

the dream was inspired by this ad. i love jt9d engines.
http://www.aviatorsale.com/aix7672/

I woke up the other day absolutely convinced that I'd bought a couple of handguns (over the internet, no less) a long time ago (when I was being particularly irrational), put them in a box in the loft, and forgot about them. I have never been so convinced by a dream - I could remember holding the guns and rounds for them. It took until the end of the day for reality to set in. Freaked me out, the whole thing. ^^

just a jejune thought- maybe it is reflective of a situation in your waking life in which you feel burdened by too much work, and that if you had less work to do you'd have more time to spend on your self-actualization of higher personal goals.

thankfully not as gross as my worst ones. it sounds as though the protagonist has something inside which keeps "eating at her" - we dream in puns, and our dream identities are often a reflection of the dream protagonist. is something "eating at you" that makes you just want to disembowel it out of your system? what the dream might be saying, is that no matter how often you try to cut out negative thoughts they keep coming back to haunt you. the dessicated children could represent starving and neglected aspects of one's own psyche which are being made to stand by as their host deteriorates before their eyes. the ritual suicide aspect could mean that one's attempts at psychological hygiene have become pro forma and ineffective, and that some external help might be required. just a thought.

i recently had a nightmare with exceptional presence, IOW it felt just like i was awake. i was [in the nightmare] sitting in my tin can in front of my 'puter doing audio work, when a strange vocalization overrode a quiet portion of some music i was working on- a strange crooning sung in a bossa nova style by a french female artist, and the song or group was named "le havre." in the dream i could understand the french lyrics perfectly, but upon awaking their meaning evaporated into thin air. anyways, i soon became aware that the female vocalist's voice became a weird chirping barking noise, so my first thought was that my neighbor's dogs were fighting some wild animals, so i got up to look outside [this was nighttime] when all of a sudden the noise came indoors, and it became an evil hissing sound which gave me goosebumps, so i searched for the sound and found it in a filament-filled shadow in the corner. i peered closer at the shadow and suddenly a pair of beady red, veiny glowing eyes stared bullets into me, and i jumped in terror and shouted "HOLY HELL! GREAT GOOGLY-MOOGLY!" in sheer fright my heart jumped in my chest, and i didn't know what to do, when somehow i got a big honking searchlight to materialize in my hands. i shined the light into the shadow which quickly disappeared, and then i waved my hands through the area it was in, in frustration that i couldn't find my spectral tormentor- and i shouted to it, "damn you, why are you hiding from me?!" when all of a sudden an unearthly blinding light from midair shined into my face, and a small chirping voice said "because of that damned bright light you shined in MY face, that's why!" so i said to this entity, "ok, i'm sorry. do you have sufficient goodness in you to accept my apology?" to which it grunted in reply, "yes." then i awoke.

well i did not really pay attention much to your dream analysis of other posters until now. you are very correct in your suggestion that i am burdened by work and i have no time to fly free of earthly obligations.

how did you know that? i know there are dream analysis sites where you can put in key words and get an "ezmerelda" type appraisal, but seriously? all you could have typed in to those sites are "747" "purchase" "too tired" etc. that would have yielded nothing like what you said to me.

you seriously "hit the nail on the head" by saying what you said.

i am riveted to a multitude of rules and regulations and obligations that i must attend to for most of the hours of my waking day in order to run my business and even at 11pm at night, i have more things to "wrap up".

the fact you gleaned that from my simple dream is astounding.

That's a good interpretation. It now makes sense. I was too revolted by the visuals to look at them objectively as symbols.

I am terribly worried about my daughter. I stay on WP reading about the adult lives and people compared to their childhoods. What I read makes me simultaneously reassured and more worried (depending on which poster I'm reading). All parents worry, but she seems to be having a tougher time even than other autistic children. Other people say "stop worrying" but I can't. Perhaps that worry is what I'm attempting and failing to cut out of myself.

The desiccated children? That's probably me when I wasn't so worried, such as when she was a toddler and preschooler who seemed moderately disabled but generally at peace with the world and moving along smoothly. That smoothness and peace is completely gone (puberty is not helping) but there doesn't seem to be anything I can do about that but worry- which doesn't help. So the desiccated children look on helplessly.

Spot on, actually. Thanks.

Last edited by Janissy on 29 Nov 2010, 8:35 am, edited 1 time in total.

He made a good interpretation of my dream too. Auntblabby may become WP's official dream interpreter.

I was a wolf, looking through the eyes of a wolf. I was riding a wooden plank through water and REALLY tall grasses. All of the sudden, I saw a floating musical. (a wooden stage, floating on the water, with dancers and actors and such).