What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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in the same army barracks I had another recent dream in, I dreamt I was back in a white army latrine, no dividers, just a row of gleaming white toilets, I was on one throne doing my business, and some woman out of a historical picture book of southern antebellum dames, in puffy white maxi dress, decorously lowered herself onto the toilet next to me and dropped a stinkbomb. I awoke at that point.

^ How unladylike!

I had a very strange dream last night and I wanted so badly to remember it but now I can't. I often forget my dreams, it feels as if they are trying to tell me something or warn me but my brain doesn't want to accept the message.

I dreamt both me and my cousin were pregnant and we were doing a weird dance when we were in labor

I learned early on in life that stink is an equal-opportunity nasty. proper dream hygiene entails learning to be aware as soon as possible that you just dreamed, then to stay in bed with eyes closed, replaying the dream in your head repeatedly until it jells into your medium/long-term memory.

I sometimes dream about going to the bathroom, and if I don't wake out of that dream immediately I end up wetting the bed.

You composed your senior thesis "while asleep"????

All of what you've said here is incredible to me. Don't remember writing, nor reading, anything while dreaming.

Have heard that "you cant read in a dream" before. And in the book "the Dragons of Eden" Carl Sagan mentions that notion, and said that he had a dream himself in which he was flipping through a thick history book... middle ages, Renaissance, and so on. He got to World War II, and then realized that half the book still remained (since this was only the Seventies) he realized that this book must go past the present and must go into the future. So in his dream he began to frantically flip through the pages, got past his own time and tried to read about the future. But he just couldn't make out the words on the pages. "I could recognized individual serifs, but couldn't read any words. It could be that the dream is just symbolic of the unreadablity of the future, but..." Sagan was convinced that it just proved that you cant read in a dream because dreams come from the part of the brain that doesn't do writing. Then he went on to talk about the broca area of the brain, and the origin of language and other topics.

I composed my "thesis statement" (the wording and punctuation of key thesis statement sentences), not my entire paper.

I still find what you guys are saying very interesting because I definitely do read and write in my dreams. I have a couple of lines from a song lyric that I composed while asleep typed on my phone right here in front of me, now. I typed it immediately upon waking about six months ago. It had a melody too.

(This is a lame example, but it's what I have on hand right now). I wrote: "I have a picture of you / to soften the process of what we went through". This was a song with a metaphor about photography and photo processing ... so the line "soften the process of what we went through" was also a play on words about photography. I watched my hands type the entire song as it was composed, like using a typewriter.

One thing I haven't mentioned is that I do have extreme synaesthesia (virtually every kind), and also hypnogogia / hypnopompia which are sleep disorders where I hear sounds that aren't really there in the state between sleep and wakefulness. I hear telephones ring, voices call my name, etc. It is not to be confused with schizophrenia as it is a sleep disorder. Maybe this ability to read and write is part of that, but the reading and writing is very visual as well as auditory.

I can "see" and recall the look of words and pages, but I also hear myself narrate the words in my mind.

I've had professional sleep studies that say I don't ever reach Delta Wave sleep (the deepest level after REM), so maybe that is also part of it. Apparently my mind never relaxes enough to get to Delta Wave level because I'm hyper-vigilant. It leaves me chronically sleep-deprived, but perhaps that's how I can compose.

No professional whom I've told about the reading / writing has ever told me it's impossible. They say it's interesting or "cool", but never that it can't be done.

Now I'm really curious!

I also dream about reading and responding to WP posts. I see the entire WP platform, colours and (accurate) avatars and emojis and the individual posts from people. One was from a member saying that they had nine children and were expecting another. It was written in pink letters with bold font. I was typing back to them and trying to rummage through the (real life) emojis for one that could express my shock. Then I had to scroll my screen to hit the submit button.

When I woke up I had to go through this member's past posts to see if it was real.

I dreamt that Wrong Planet was given a purple layout.

After that, my dream changed and I was standing on a beach, watching a ship I’ve been on being washed up on the sand while it was on its side. I was thinking “that looks like fun!” and I meant it (it wouldn’t be fun at all).

TW1ZTY,

I had that bathroom dream when I was a kid. That's an awful thing when it happens.

Isabella,

What a nice dream! I hope it comes true.

I read and write in dreams a lot. I have had numerous dreams about taking tests and I had dreams with books.

I seem to dream a lot about bees and army and hospitals and work.

Common dreams for me include cats, work, being in school again, getting lost or being late.

I actually did read something in a dream this past early morning. Had my head off the pillow and propped on my elbow trying to wake up, but kept falling back into a dream. In the dream I was trying to read a street map, looked away, and then looked back at it to focus on one street in the depicted neighborhood system of streets that I didn't know...'got it...no ...whats the name of that street...oh its … 'Cosgrove' [or some name like that ]". So yes, I guess that I too can read text in dreams to some degree.

Most common dreams for me (other than reading and writing) (other than PTSD nightmares):

Seeing and talking to my deceased father.
An old house that I explore, because the owners finally left me alone in it. (It's rather scary -- always same house).
Being in the passenger seat or back seat of a car with no driver and having to stretch for the controls.
Being lost on something that looks like the 5 Freeway in California and missing exits.
A cinema with a glass escalator (it's scary somehow).
Teeth falling out.
Being in an airport but not knowing where I'm going.
Watching airplanes crash (I'm on the ground pointing).
Travel -- always eastbound (walking, biking, trains, busses, planes) and feeling like I went "too far".

I dreamed that Boo had twelve kittens.