What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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28 Dec 2011, 2:12 am

last night I had a dream about amoebic dysentery... on the cellular level.

That was pretty unusual.



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28 Dec 2011, 2:52 am

An arsonist burned the Kremlin and I was helping with the investigation.



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28 Dec 2011, 7:19 am

I dreamt that a cat was regurgitating a mouse. :eew:


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28 Dec 2011, 9:02 am

ShenLong wrote:
An arsonist burned the Kremlin and I was helping with the investigation.
sounds like a wonderful film script to me ;-)


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28 Dec 2011, 9:37 am

Yesterday morning right before waking up I dreamed I was a sofa bed saleslady who was selling them to the Brady Bunch family. They ordered four and I was really upset because I couldn't imagine where they would put the fourth one! One in the livingroom, one in the den, one in Mike's study.

Were they going to make Alice sleep on one in her room??


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28 Dec 2011, 4:36 pm

I had a dream where I became homeless and was running from family. At one point during this dream, my hair color became extremely important. There was something strange about having Auburn hair, but I can't remember what it was now.

I also had a dream about WP and someone specific posting something odd but funny. Wish I could remember what the post was.


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28 Dec 2011, 4:42 pm

I had a dream I was driving one of these at 220+ MPH... for 6 hours.

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30 Dec 2011, 11:20 am

this boy with short dark hair was watching tv with me in my bed. i liked stroking his hair and he liked lying on my belly. it was weirddd



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30 Dec 2011, 11:41 am

OK, this will sound even weirder than my last dream (the one with the pig wearing a straw hat and helping me to play flamenco on an acoustic guitar):

I was playing some non-existent Wii game with a real life version of Super Mario. Outside of my house, there was a cliff above the ocean (no, I do not live anywhere near the ocean, but it was a dream). We stopped playing on the Wii and decided to explore a cave below the cliff (kind of like the "Horcrux cave" from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince). It was a beautiful place, with some tall grass growing on the rocks. The sun was setting and the sky had that orange tone from 5-6 PM.

On our way down, I was attacked by two lionesses. For some reason, Mario insisted in calling them "Griffins", even though they did not have eagle heads nor wings: they were just average lionesses. Anyway, I managed to break the lionesses' backs and continue our way down the cliff.

Then, my grandmother woke me up, because I was almost late for work.

I am starting to see recurring themes on my dreams. I am always at an outdoor place untouched by civilization, there is always some strange animal, hostile or not, and some kind of mascot. It may reflect my goal of building a house on the outskirsts of my city. As for the mascot, maybe I am just lonely.

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I told my mother about it and she said I am childish. Whatever, she accuses me of being immature at least once a day. I wish I would receive a penny each time she does that. :)



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30 Dec 2011, 6:37 pm

I was dreaming about mashed carrot.


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01 Jan 2012, 9:21 pm

I was dreaming about speeding through San Francisco. Either that, or something about Ran Ran Ruu coffee. Or something about Beadon. Or the Vengabus. Or a work bus stuck in the form of Gregory House. Or Planet Land. Or falling to the yeth at a thousand frames per microsecond.

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01 Jan 2012, 9:25 pm

I dreamed that I was in 'A Clockwork Orange'. It was kind of OK but I was glad to wake up to be honest.


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01 Jan 2012, 9:56 pm

The last one I particularly remember is this:

I was standing in a room watching a kind of event horizon suspended in the air like that bubble of antimatter floating from the Dan Brown book and when it caught bits of dust motes floating through the air it grew until it was quite a substantial size and started getting its own gravity well, and decided it wanted me, I kind of woke up as it had grabbed my arm and was "eating" it like the mirror silver from Matrix...


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01 Jan 2012, 10:01 pm

My real lifes better than my dreams.


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02 Jan 2012, 1:21 am

This past Sunday, I dreamt that I entered a rather filthy, cottage-like room with a plastic fountain decoration, which looked like a cliff, without any water in it. It was on fire, so I stepped away from it. I turned around and an unknown, overweight man with very worn clothing (who I somehow was aquainted to in the dream) entered the room, from the same door opening that I came from. I quickly told him something like "It's on fire, get the fire extinguisher!", while pointing on the fountain, followed by "It's in the basement!" He left the room from the same way he came and soon came back. I then said "Put out the fire with the fire extinguisher!" (Yes, what else would he do with it?) He headed towards it, so I then said something like "Watch out! Don't step in the melted plastic!" He stepped a bit away from it, and started to attempt putting the fire out, but he then ended up stepping in the melted plastic, anyway. He had no shoes on, so the melted plastic got through his socks and to his feet. He looked at his feet and soon made muffled sounds of horrifying pain. I looked at him, realizing how his skin on the underside of his feet, as well as that of his toes, now would fall off, as melted plastic gets stuck in the skin, ruining it beyond repair.

I then wake up from the dream, horrified by the scene in it. I then started thinking about how many people, like in the revolution in Egypt, etc., get burning, melting flags over themselves, when standing under them - after all, flags are made out of plastic. I almost couldn't get back to sleep, thinking about it... I wonder how many have gotten their faces and bodies ruined during flag burning. The world really is a horrifying place when even a simple thing such as that can have such severe consequences.



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04 Jan 2012, 5:19 am

I was reading a book that seemed to be predicting my life. I read 'She looked up from her book as a blood curdling scream ripped through the silent night. She got up, went outside, and ran down the block towards the sound. At the corner where she was to turn, she met up with a woman that was on the same mission. A woman that seemed familiar but unknown to her was a long lost twin sister, though not identical. They ran together to a house they both knew well. A house where they both knew the woman that lived there was being abused by her husband." At this point, I heard the most horrible scream I had ever encountered. I looked up from my book, and decided I should go see if this book was onto something. So, I got up, went outside, and ran down the street to the corner where I met up with a woman that looked an awful lot like me but whome I'd never seen before in my life. She greeted me and asked if I was following the scream as well. I nodded in confirmation, and we both turned the corner and ran to the house the book had talked about previously, for neither of us knew the woman that lived there but through our readings in the strange book. I stood slightly back and watched as this other woman banged on the door of the house. A man opened it and greeted us both. We told him we knew he'd hurt his wife, at which point he claimed his wife was out of town. I suddenly noticed the woman that had accompanied me was in a police uniform. I thought it was odd I hadn't noticed before, but shrugged it off. There was nothing more we could do to help the woman we both knew was likely dead, so we turned to leave. Just then the man went to the side of his house and told us we could help him dig a hole. This is when we noticed a manequin in a burlap sack in the dirt. He was flipping it around as if to show us "See? Nothing to worry about. I'm just an odd fellow that likes to burry dolls at midnight." The police officer walked over to him and kicked some dirt around a pile near him, exposing the feet of a real body.

At this point, I split off and became an observer. I watched myself and this police officer uncover the rest of the body and knock him on his back in the dirt. I saw him moving his hand in increments towards the feet of the police officer. What he was planning to do, I did not know, but I could tell she was in danger of something. Just then, she turned to the me I no longer was and told her to go search the house. She left, and I jumped back into being a player. I went over to the man laying on his back and stepped on his wandering hand. I noticed a coffee cup filled with a brown liquid in his other. All this time he had been careful not to spill a drop. I considered the cup, and decided there must be something odd about the liquid in it. So I grabbed it from his hand and dumped it on his bare chest. I half expected his skin to start melting where the liquid touched, but it didn't. Then, I looked at the body and thought to myself, "I hope we aren't making some wildy off the wall mistake and she's really human. I wonder if she'll wake up and hurt us all?"

Then the dream ended.


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