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Had a dream supposedly about my family, but totally different from the real one. So in it I’m living with my father (not real one), mother (not real one), and one or two others. We are living in a house (again not resembling real), there being no stores or anything other than more houses nearby. I start using the computer in the living room instead of the one in my bedroom, without even realising. My father, who just looks like some random old man, is puzzled by this. I panic and hide the website I’m on before remembering that there is nothing deserving of hiding there, so I just show him. I also call him “Dad”, which is the first moment where I notice something about this scenario feels strange. I then close it and go into my bedroom.
 
I’m very soon called on to return. My mother is barely able to hold on a leash this large vicious and excited dog, with an oversized mouth and thick black fur. It’s shape seems to change slightly even as I look at it. I retreat into my room and lock the door. But somehow, after that, I find myself on the wrong side of the door, the one with living room and the dog. My mother says that she knocked me out with a poison dart to stop my retreat. I don’t know if this is true or not. Then I wake up.
 
A couple minor points I don’t remember place of:  

I had a dream smoking weed. Like every dream I’ve had that involve drugs it had no effect. I don’t know why that is. I felt and tasted the smoke but it did nothing.

Just had a fun dream. (sarcasm)
 
It’s basically a reenactment of adolescence, all the failed attempts to establish some sort of “self”, and all the failed attempts to converse with people. But it gets worse, because the more frustrated I become, the more my left arm becomes split open and mangled.

Winter, my house (not real one). This guy is trying to set my house on fire with big matches, but they won’t light. He says “Just trying to keep your house warm.” Pause. And then he starts trolling me, “Or maybe you would prefer if I got a job at the reservoir.” For some reason hearing this makes me angry.

My dream last night was my own house basement but it wasn’t cause there were pipes that flows water nonstop no matter what I do to stop it and the basement floods slowly but I woke after get hit by one that I stopped…

And the second for today. This one was longer, and it was like being in a documentary. I could hear the narrator as well, even though he didn’t seem to be physically present. Most of the rest of the film crew was present, and there was one I interacted with most. I will call him the “director”, for the sake of brevity. There was some woman too, I think she was the “director”’s wife.
 
The first part was in, I guess, the “director”‘s house? I don’t remember much here. The second part was a long car ride and conversation with the “director” as we drive through a run-down part of the city. We are forced to make frequent stops, because occasionally one of our wheels will fall off for no reason. Somehow, we reach our destination.
 
And the third part. The documentary was about gifts, I guess. As a social experiment, I with the documentary crew go beyond the run-down part of the city and enter a crowded building. It seems to be all, or at least mostly, young men in here. I begin passing out these weird giant coins. Apparently these are worth two dollars. The men are all kowtowing to me. Upon receiving one of the coins, one man says “Thank you so much. You have saved my OnlyFans.” Then the narrator asks why they are so grateful?, when the normal expected behaviour would be open resentment. Presumably, the documentary would continue, seeking to answer this question.

@ANoobis  
Well, that’s reassuring.

@Anonymous #959E  

@Fleur de Lis  

 

 
Oh, okay. So long as they’re only slightly creepy. They’re not like those terrifying and disturbing severed human heads.

I’m on the side of a mountain. There are slightly creepy human severed heads scattered there. I playfully kick them off the mountain. Then I find a hole in the terrain, like a glitch in a video game. I look inside, and there seems to be a tiny city inside this totally hollow mountain.

Had quite an odd dream last night. About this site. Or at least a forum with this same colour scheme. Also, this is first dream I’ve had where I could read a text longer than just a few words. It was a long discussion about international politics in the Equestria at War world. I didn’t see any users, just their posts.

@UrbanMysticDee  
I still sometimes see my father in my dreams, even though I haven’t seen him in real life since the mid 2000s.

@TheGamerPainter  
Thanks for making me feel old.
 
I still dream about school and I graduated a lot longer ago than last year.

I been having dream of school even though I graduated back in 2020. Each one is different from the last.
 
One is a different school where everyone hates me cause the school principal is a jerk and making me do stuff every day.  
Another one is that my school is huge and looks like a mansion.  
One was me playing outside and it was raining and had to go on the bus to stay dry… but the bus driver drove off without me getting my bag and everyone else went inside…
 
My mind can’t give me a break on school…
 
but I had one where the school was huge, like had a mall hallway huge (which it did) and the gym was a indestructible bouncy house, another one was also huge but a hall monitor asked why my phone was out and I reply it’s for incase and he kept following me everywhere until I lost him in the other hallway (higher number classes room hallway 1000+).

Here’s a somewhat recent dream I had. So I was listening to this polish audiobook (no, I don’t understand most of it) as I fell asleep.
 
I’m in some sort of of my family living room. I turn on the TV. An episode of FIM comes on, but I’m not really paying attention because it’s almost over so I’m looking through list of what will come on at next half hour. The episode doesn’t seem unusual at the time, but in hindsight it showed Nightmare Moon using the elements of harmony which I’m pretty sure didn’t happen. There is no audio from the show. Instead I can hear the audiobook. I get super confused and start asking everyone where that sound is coming from.

@IvanSatoru  

 
Larry King and Don King?

I had a kickass sex dream about Vitani last night.  

There were two men at a grassy and rocky area, one middle aged whom we’ll call Larry and the other a younger man whom we’ll call Don. Larry was upset because something had not been found yet and wanted Don to find it or he would get angry. Larry then stormed off for the time being. Don told me that to find this something (let’s call it ‘gems’ though it might not necessarily be actual gems) he had to dig a bunch of tunnels which would take him 3 years.

I’m in a large moderately crowded room. It’s some sort of combination between a restaurant and a computer lab. There are dining tables and desktop computers and many people. I’m watching a gameplay video on one of the monitors. The game is about some girl, I don’t know.
 
Then I start eating. My plate is one half covered with normal food, which I eat but don’t remember. The second half is just raw chopped onions with no flavour. Some guy keeps asking to take the plate so he can cook this “food”. This irritates me, so I tell him off, and then wake up.

I see a dreamer over there by the water!

@UrbanMysticDee  
Guns don’t kill people,telling people they’ve been killed with a gun kills people.

I had a dream with guns that worked like real guns, with bullets that fire and kill people and run out so the guns need to be reloaded. Almost always guns in my dreams are kind of like dumb objects that do nothing and I have to tell the people I “shoot” that they’re supposed to be dead and then they fall over dead out of courtesy.
 
It started when Microshaft forced an update of my computer and my yelling at them drew the ire of someone brandishing a fork at me. Well the po po didn’t like that I defended myself but I managed to get away, find where they were keeping the person who attacked me with a fork, and killed several of them. I jumped from the balcony and ran down the street and actually got somewhere. It was like really running, not slogging through molasses. In my dreams the harder I try to run the thicker the air becomes and I have to force other people to slow down, and I never make it more than a block or two before I wake up because I exhaust all my energy fighting against whatever it is that wants me to suffer in the dream.
 
By the end I had transformed into someone else and was on the phone with some old Russian guy who I used to work for as an assassin. I’ve got a train ticket out of France where apparently I was earlier headed to Berlin, and I want the Russian to help get me to safety.
 
And that’s it. The end.

I had a dream the other night where my kitten was walking along the edge of the sink,fell in,and got all wet! I had to dry her off. Nothing particularly weird,which in itself is kinda weird.

I’m in a city with no people. I’m not aware of myself but I’m alone in a car which is driving itself. It’s going very fast and dodging the other cars which also are driving around themselves with noone inside.

@UrbanMysticDee  
Or you keep asking for the answer over and over and forgetting it every time. And you only realize it the moment you wake up. And even though it was a dream, and even though it was probably complete nonsense, you still feel incredibly fucking frustrated.