What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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That makes sense. A guy who played a cab driver in a great old TV series, who is also the voice of reason, is offering to take you away from a scene of craziness in a vehicle he is driving.

after many years in the dream world social wilderness, i finally have been able to ride in vehicles with other people and go places with them in my dreams at least.

I was floating.
Everything was black. While I was sort of leaning on top of some concrete wall. I've felt the texture of the hallow blocks of the wall, the wall's height at least 20 feet high. I dunno why I know this.
I also felt the breeze, then the tree leaves and branches. I've felt it too while I was floating.

I don't know where I was going. I was sort of waiting, or exploring. I don't know. Everything was black. The leaves are more like layering shadows. There's nothing remotely light there.

I just woke up after realizing that.

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In a dreamt of the "coco-note" it was a way of delivering a message written on a polymer note that had been slipped inside the eye of a coconut. The coco-note had a magical effect on the recipient, so I had sent one to Donald Trump asking him to keep still while we built a wall around him.

^^^i can grok that dream

i dreamt i returned to a hilly little town i visited in previous dreams, very grassy hills, old roadways like something from the dawn of motor vehicles, barely paved. i was parked on a side road, got out of the car and walked on a sidewalk next to some stone/masonry buildings, when all at once from my right came these dense elongated gray clouds that made a WHOOSH as they proceeded to my left, followed by 3 people, a guy and two gals, identically dressed in filmy white shirts and slacks, flying in mid-air about 20' elevation, holding onto the tethers attached to large balloons, and when they landed to my left on the parking lot in front of one building, i asked them, "how in the hell did you just do that?" and the guy nonchalantly replied, "helium in balloons has some power, don't it?"

i dreamt i was websearching and stumbled upon a real estate site that had bargain mansions in faraway places with all the immigration paperwork taken care of, they wanted basically caretakers that lived in the places that ultra-rich people kept for tax purposes but had to have proof of somebody actually living there. so i bought the "right" to live in one of 'em in the virgin islands. so i got that arranged and flew down there, and a taxi took me to the place, it was pristine white on manicured bluegrass lawns picture-perfect, and went inside and who did i find but jeffy epstein the devil incarnate! he looked old and grizzled, shorter than i thought he'd be by far. wore workman's clothing, rough shirt and well-worn jeans. he had several days' growth of gray beard on him. he was not a pleasant person, in fact he was downright sociopathic. he glared at me like i was an invader, swearing at me, "WTF are you doing here you [blankety blank] in MY MANSION??! !" i showed him the completed and notarized paperwork and he calmed down a bit, he looked me up and down and regarded me as an insect and muttered how low-class i was. he then wandered away. so i spent the rest of the day and night there, it was a huge place and i explored it, and the next afternoon jeffy came back in with his same attitude, sneered at me and asked me "just what DO you do all day, anyways?!" and i replied back at him, "that is a hostile question, isn't it? i've had enough of your bile." at that he swore some more at me and i yelled back at him to leave me alone. then i walked out the front door and sat on a bench regarding the ocean while jeffy fumed away. next thing i knew, i was in some kind of dormitory along with my late mother and jeffy, who was sleeping between my bunk and mom's bunk. i quietly walked over to mom and warned her about jeffy, who overheard and muttered some imprecations at me. then i was in some island native's house, a two-story affair, somewhat messy as they had a large family, upstairs the husband and wife were discussing something in a foreign language, i went into the living room and dining room, the carpets were dark pink and about 2" thick! clean but cluttered. at the table were place settings [informal], dark-haired tanned grandchildren on the other side seated, and dishes with native vegetables on them, i'd never seen them before, sea vegetables that looked like overgrown cauliflower and pale seaweedy things, i ate them and they tasted vaguely like ocean water and dirt. but the grandmother, white haired but with a remarkably young unlined face, explained to me she harvested the veggies herself and prepared them for me, and described what they were to me, one was called "pogfruit" but the names of the rest of them evaporated when i awoke from this dream.

forgot to include that jeffy was with me in that couple's house and was considerably mellower. he told me why we were there but that part evaporated from the dream upon awakening.

i really don't care to have too many more jeffy dreams. let him marinate in purgatory.

i dreamt i hadda go to the little boy's room, and the first one i entered was like a remodeled version of the one i grew up with in my late folks' house, only it was the size of a typical bedroom, whitewashed walls, white-tiled floor and ceiling, and had windows all around. i sat down to do my business and then all of a sudden i was in some other bathroom with wood panelling, orange deep shag carpeting, and clutter and litter all over the place, the toilet was near the middle of the room which was the size of a typical living room, and another WPer who shall go nameless had already used it and plugged it up thoroughly, and the foul water was an inch below the toilet bowl rim but i hadda go like a bastard already so i went ahead and did my business in it. then the toilet disappeared, and what was left was what used to be a chair with the seat bottom removed and in its place a water-soaked fiberboard platform with an old magazine and some notepaper scattered about it, it was soaked with filthy water that i tried to wipe away with my bare hands while some old man who resembled the late actor jason robards was lecturing me about cleanliness. then i awoke.

I dreamt that I was in the ocean with my brother trying to swim to the shore fighting off multiple great white sharks and narrowly avoiding them coming straight up from the depths and attacking from various angles. It was nothing short of terrifying.