Dream Thread

I like talking about dreams.  
I used to have intense sex dreams about Spitfire,which was weird,since she’s not even a favorite of mine.  
Any interesting dreams you feel like talking about?

My most clearly remembered dream is this one: I was in a library. I head through the exit doors, but I don’t end up outside. I’m now in a dark room. There is on one wall a large solid door. Next to the door is a large numeric keypad. I then will a hole into the very thick walls, creating a small tunnel of light. At this point I cease to have any physical prescence. I fly through the tunnel, with no body, in a perfectly straight line. And just keep going without form in that one same direction for rest of the dream. What I saw after coming to end of tunnel was impossible wilderness terrain. Blue sky, green grass, trees. And the biggest impression was made by large natural stone pillars.
 
@Dex Stewart  

As in more than one? Nice.
 
My only pony dream, was one where I was pony in room with maybe twenty other ponies. All I remember is that Coco Pommel was there.

@Fleur de Lis  
I’ve had about maybe five Spitfire dreams I remember clearly.  
Another bizarre pony dream was Celestia and Luna both being diaper fetishists. Which is also weird because I don’t have a diaper fetish. Amy Rose was in that one,too.

I wish I had more dreams at all, let alone sexy ones involving ponies (yes, please!)
 
It’s extremely rare for me to recall dreams. I know I’m probably having them, but somehow I just don’t end up retaining them upon waking. Quite frustrating, really. Makes for very boring sleeping. :(
 
I’ve been starting in on trying to increase dreaming / dream retention, with the ultimate goal of lucid dreaming. I’m trying to integrate frequent “reality checks” throughout the day to increase the chance of doing the same during a dream. And will be trying to diligently journal anything I do remember immediately upon waking. Hopefully it’ll have some effect over time.

A few times I’ve mastered lucid dreaming. Unfortunately those ones are pretty uneventful. I kept wishing I could have a sex dream about Maud Pie. I got Pinkie once,and asked her to set me up with Maud. She said yes,but to this day never came through.  
Lying bitch.😋

i had a dream last night where nobody would talk to me and then garnet from steven universe showed up and started comforting me

I’ve been recording my dreams since 2003. Don’t think I’ve ever had a pony dream. The closest was a recurring nightmare where I missed the last day of Bronycon and it was gone forever and I’d never get to see it (I was there, 2019 sucked, but that’s beside the point).
 
I’ve had 94 lucid dreams since 2014. I’ve been clapping my hands randomly throughout the day as a form of reality testing since 2008. I don’t think there is a single instance of hand clapping that actually initiated a lucid dream. I clap my hands in dreams from time to time, but I never notice that I’m dreaming. The most frequent event that initiates a lucid dream is when I wake up and the lights don’t work. That used to absolutely terrify me, but one day I decided to fight it and now every time that happens I immediately know I’m dreaming and I take the opportunity to mock the attempt of the dark place to frighten me.

One strange way I can tell I’m dreaming is if I suddenly lose my strength and can’t lift something. It first happened in a dream where I was walking through the woods with a friend from middle school,I tried to climb up a tree,and couldn’t lift my body up. Then I started to float,and could fly. Unfortunately there was nowhere to go.

Reading through all my old diaries. I’ve noticed in my dreams that I warn people, politely, not to mess with me, but they usually don’t listen. Then I unleash my wrath and it’s funny. Here’s one I particularly liked from 2017:
 
I had an interesting dream. I was in school, but it wasn’t a school dream, that was just the setting. I was totally naked but I didn’t care. I sat down at a desk in the front row and two guys later either came in and sat down or just appeared at the same desk as me, on the other side. They were using a wrench to grind away at a bolt, spraying red hot sparks on my legs. I told them to please stop, but they scoffed at me. I tried to tell them again but they were two real assholes. I got up and both guys were bald and wearing glasses. I took their glasses off, broke them, and threw them out the window. The one guy who did all the talking looked at me, a real nasty look, but then looked back and they kept grinding that bolt. By that point I had had it. I shouted at them several times “I said please!” and I picked the guy who talked up and whipped him around like a rag doll. I slammed his back against the radiator by the window several times, all the while shouting “I said please!” I kept slamming his back until I was sure it was broken, then I threw him through the glass of the window and he flew for about half a mile before falling to the ground. I then picked up the other guy and carried him to the metal shop. There was a belt sander and I slammed his head into it shouting “I said please!” and I grinded his head into a bloody mess. That’s when the dream ended and I woke up.

So I just had stronger semi-lucid dream. I knew I was dreaming, but any attempt to change the scenario failed.
 
So, I fell asleep while listening to some music, and I could still hear the music until the recording stopped in reality. In the dream, I was moving into what seemed to be a totally ordinary house. I was in my new room with the music coming from a laptop; I haven’t actually had a laptop in years.
 
When the recording ended, I began exploring the rest of the house. I kept getting lost, because the room layout made no sense. Most strangely, I find rooms that really shouldn’t be there, like an entire crowded sports stadium. The stairs in this section were very dangerous; with missing rungs and makeshift ladders, but the crowds kept casually using them including jumping over the larger gaps. When I tried to speak to anyone, they didn’t understand, even though we were clearly speaking the same language.
 
There was also a restaurant that doesn’t sell food; instead selling toys so cheaply made that even a dollar store wouldn’t touch them. I bought one bag of cheap toys and returned to my room. I only now notice that there is a creepy window in my wall, because the person on the other side startled me. Then two douchebags enter my room, sit down on the couch and start watching the TV like they own the place.

@Fleur de Lis  
Man, everyone’s ragging on the dollar store lately. I used to work at a dollar store, the business model does exploit the salaried workers (that’s how they keep costs down), but the quality of the merchandise is actually pretty good.

@UrbanMysticDee  
I just bought a bunch of Monsters inc. toys from a dollar store. The colors weren’t accurate but the sculpts were nice. I made a video about them but I didn’t upload it yet.
 
Also,I was going to post here a dream I had earlier,I was watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2,but the movie turned into The Goonies. Seriously. Then I was walking outside,when suddenly I could leap great distances,and before I knew it I was miles from home. I ended up in a bright colorful city. Some people were playing cards,I could see all their cards at once even though I was nowhere near them. The cards all had pictures of open hands.  
That’s all I remember.

@UrbanMysticDee  

I said a dollar store wouldn’t touch them, so I really wasn’t ragging on anything.
 
@Dex Stewart  

The reverse may have been more exciting.

I had a dream about Kim Jong Un. This was in the future and he was a lot older. There was a tunnel or a mine or something, probably near the DMZ, and I was on a team of US, North (Best) Korean, and South Korean people who had to go into the mine to do something extremely important. Kim was there and he smiled as I walked into the mine with the others and then woke up.

Two recent short dreams…
 

@Fleur de Lis  

 

@UrbanMysticDee  
William Shatner reads Foundation by Isaac Asimov Vinyl Side 1  
William Shatner reads Foundation by Isaac Asimov Vinyl Side 2

I turn on the TV. It turns into yellowed pages,I read through an entry and it crumbles to dust. Suddenly I’m outside. There’s a row of Machines,colorful and shaped like tall old-timey radios. I’m trying to step back, something holds me in place. There’s a noise in the distance,voices,but I can’t make them out.

I guess I’ll share a reoccurring nightmare I’ve been having since I was 8 and because it just happened again. The nightmare happens about once a month, and it’s very short.
 
Basically, I wake up in dark cellar with barely any light. Then out of nowhere thousands of spiders crawl down from the ceiling and up from the ground. I always assume the same position with my hands over my head. I wake up when they start crawling on me. When I was a kid, my mom told me she’d find me in the bathroom crying.
 
I don’t remember ever doing that.
 
And yes this happened to me as a kid. I fell into my grandpa’s old cellar and it was infested by spiders.

I just woke up. I had a dream with ponies. Spitfire,but not a sexy Spitfire,Maud Pie,and here’s the REALLY weird thing,Aryanne. They were walking with me through the woods. Oh,and Pinkie was there too. It started with Pinkie and Spitfire. Then they disappeared and I was with Maud. As I was stepping out of the woods,my companion changed once more. Aryanne smirked and winked at me. It was very sunny,and warm. I looked down and saw I had no shoes on, but I had no scratches on my feet. Aryanne stayed on the edge of the woods and waved goodbye as I walked home,and somehow without looking back I know Maud,Pinkie and Spitfire were there.  
I got home and saw the picture I drew earlier of Aryanne.

@Dex Stewart  

The ridiculous crusade by some has resulted in massive increase in presence of that OC, so it’s not really weird to have them on the mind.
 

 
Two recent short dreams…
 

I recently reexperienced a nightmare from when I was a kid. It was fucking weird in that, so far as I can recall, it was a more or less perfect recreation of the original nightmare. I even woke up at the same part. Fucking unnerving.

@Officer Hotpants  
I used to have a nightmare when I was a kid. A couple, actually. One I was in a buring room,and my pov is like,inside the fire,but I’m not burning. There’s a man in the middle of the room,on fire. He has one of those elaborate native American headresses and a tomahawk. Even though he’s on fire,he isn’t in pain,he seems bizzarely happy,in an evil way.  
Another nightmarish dream was me inside a dark closed up store. Two men in Shadow cut me with a knife and my skin splits as if it were thin rubber,and my blood pours out like watery juice.

@Fleur de Lis  
You mad me dream of Fleur. I don’t now how you did it but you did it. She was in all my dreams and nightmares as I slept.
 
 
@Dex Stewart  
Sounds like your bloodline is cursed. You don’t happen to have an ancestor who piss on any indian burial grounds, do you?

@Officer Hotpants  
I have native American ancestors,so I think I’m safe. I haven’t had any truly scary nightmares since then.