Oddest Dream You've Ever Had
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I don't remember most of my dreams, and what I do recall makes me wonder if there's trace elements of LSD in the water.
There is one dream from when I was about 6 that I remember really well. I was a character that I'd seen drawn on one of my brother's notebooks, some sort of warrior type guy. I was sword fighting a giant scorpion in some sort of arena (the background wasn't very clear). I accidentally let my guard down for a second, which the scorpion took advantage of to stab me in the chest. I woke up with a sore chest. Needless to say, it freaked me out.
There is one dream from when I was about 6 that I remember really well. I was a character that I'd seen drawn on one of my brother's notebooks, some sort of warrior type guy. I was sword fighting a giant scorpion in some sort of arena (the background wasn't very clear). I accidentally let my guard down for a second, which the scorpion took advantage of to stab me in the chest. I woke up with a sore chest. Needless to say, it freaked me out.
I have some that might be compared to those of Max Payne.
For instance : i'm in my house fighting a man, at which point he gradually slices of my limbs and cuts me to pieces, at this point he takes out a thread and a needle and starts to sew me back together except not in the shape i was but as deformed monster with no mouth without arms...
Or today : i'm standing in the parking lot when a guy i met a few times comes up to me and starts to irritate me at which point i take out a gun from my pocket and point it at him to intimidate, then suddenly something makes me pull the trigger against my will, i look at the gun then a few seconds later at the man - a small red round circle between his eyes...i throw away the magazine and then try to hide the gun in the bushes only i'm surrounded by cops and so i take the gun and confess...
For instance : i'm in my house fighting a man, at which point he gradually slices of my limbs and cuts me to pieces, at this point he takes out a thread and a needle and starts to sew me back together except not in the shape i was but as deformed monster with no mouth without arms...
Or today : i'm standing in the parking lot when a guy i met a few times comes up to me and starts to irritate me at which point i take out a gun from my pocket and point it at him to intimidate, then suddenly something makes me pull the trigger against my will, i look at the gun then a few seconds later at the man - a small red round circle between his eyes...i throw away the magazine and then try to hide the gun in the bushes only i'm surrounded by cops and so i take the gun and confess...
Ah i LOVE having weird dreams. And i dream alot (can remember them more often).
Best dreams i had were even coherent (at least a bit), and i used to write short stories and such with them as inspiration. One in particular (Which i turned into an pen&paper rpg):
I was one of a few people (those with darkness in their hearts) who gained access to "another world" through a ritual. Everybodies ritual was personal and imbued the person with powers in that other world (and turned you into "Monsters"). And through this world you could use shortcuts to appears somewhere else in the real world (and still have a bit poer left).
My power was tunneling through pools of blood, and i controlled it (blood) in the other world (it is as cool as it sounds). But i was a "leashed monster" so to speak. Working for the newly reformed MI13 i worked for the UK government (weird thing: i don't even live in the UK), trying to hunt down rapists and murderers using their rituals to escape the law and surprise victims.
My new assignement was guiding and protecting a new member of MI13 who could access the world without ritual (and had no power, but also did not became a darker monster) on the search for his brother who could do the same.
That was the most coherent, longest, shocking and MOST AWESOMEST (word?) dream i ever had. Visiting strange places and ... THINGS. Hunting down a japanese-tentacle-monster-like-dude, Going to a shady otherworld-bar (which was itself ALIVE) where a small monster VOMITED drinks (lemony ones).
HELL, my opening "scene" was tracking a dude who murdered prostitutes... finding him too late, seeing how he performed his ritual and vanished by killing a girl... and THEN FOLLOWING him by mutilating the body to get a pool of blood. DISTURBINGLY insane... but highly entertaining material. I think i woke up totally sweaty and couldn't focus for an hour or so. Had to write it all down.
Also i dream a lot about gliding. Not flying... gliding. VERY relaxing.
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Best dreams i had were even coherent (at least a bit), and i used to write short stories and such with them as inspiration. One in particular (Which i turned into an pen&paper rpg):
I was one of a few people (those with darkness in their hearts) who gained access to "another world" through a ritual. Everybodies ritual was personal and imbued the person with powers in that other world (and turned you into "Monsters"). And through this world you could use shortcuts to appears somewhere else in the real world (and still have a bit poer left).
My power was tunneling through pools of blood, and i controlled it (blood) in the other world (it is as cool as it sounds). But i was a "leashed monster" so to speak. Working for the newly reformed MI13 i worked for the UK government (weird thing: i don't even live in the UK), trying to hunt down rapists and murderers using their rituals to escape the law and surprise victims.
My new assignement was guiding and protecting a new member of MI13 who could access the world without ritual (and had no power, but also did not became a darker monster) on the search for his brother who could do the same.
That was the most coherent, longest, shocking and MOST AWESOMEST (word?) dream i ever had. Visiting strange places and ... THINGS. Hunting down a japanese-tentacle-monster-like-dude, Going to a shady otherworld-bar (which was itself ALIVE) where a small monster VOMITED drinks (lemony ones).
HELL, my opening "scene" was tracking a dude who murdered prostitutes... finding him too late, seeing how he performed his ritual and vanished by killing a girl... and THEN FOLLOWING him by mutilating the body to get a pool of blood. DISTURBINGLY insane... but highly entertaining material. I think i woke up totally sweaty and couldn't focus for an hour or so. Had to write it all down.
Also i dream a lot about gliding. Not flying... gliding. VERY relaxing.
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I've had one similar to that one too. When I was about 6-8, I had this dream where I would turn into this power ranger-y type of guy through a green crystal. I actually kind of looked like the glass armor in morrowind...Anyway, i had to find this crystal, but it was hidden in a walgreens. I found it eventually and when I turned into it, instead of the cliched crime fighting thing, I ended up hunting down two other people like me and stealing their crystals and using them to augment my power. ... And then I was in my grandmother's yard, forcing one of the others to bury the crystals before I killed him. I looked over, and signaled boba fett (I'm really not kidding) to come over and i really can't remember anything more than that.hittite said:
Most of my dreams are weird
One was when I was at a motel being chased by zombies (Resident Evil style) and they were gaining on me, I turned the corner and I saw a space shuttle parked in one of the parking spots, so I get in and take off into space, and woke up.
One was when I was at a motel being chased by zombies (Resident Evil style) and they were gaining on me, I turned the corner and I saw a space shuttle parked in one of the parking spots, so I get in and take off into space, and woke up.
Very rarely do I remember my dreams, and nearly all of the ones I do remember are nightmares (which I won't bother describing... typical nightmarish stuff). The rest of my dreams are more... unnerving than actually scary. And they typically only happen when I'm over-stressed about something relevant.
For instance, I remember back in ninth grade, I had a huge regional test coming up for Earth Science, and I crammed for over a week studying it. I stopped cramming after I went to bed and had one of the most conviningly real dreams I've had before or since. i dreamed I went to school, and went through three full classes. It felt real to the point where I could recall what the lesson was about, look at the clock to tell the time had passed, and remember the answers I had put on my homework. And after I woke up (3 hours after I fell asleep, about the length of time 3 classes were...I'm still a little weirded out by the coincidence), I felt completely drained of energy, as if I hadn't slept at ALL.
But yeah, that was my strangest dream ever. And it taught me a good lesson too; don't obsess over anything like that again.
For instance, I remember back in ninth grade, I had a huge regional test coming up for Earth Science, and I crammed for over a week studying it. I stopped cramming after I went to bed and had one of the most conviningly real dreams I've had before or since. i dreamed I went to school, and went through three full classes. It felt real to the point where I could recall what the lesson was about, look at the clock to tell the time had passed, and remember the answers I had put on my homework. And after I woke up (3 hours after I fell asleep, about the length of time 3 classes were...I'm still a little weirded out by the coincidence), I felt completely drained of energy, as if I hadn't slept at ALL.
But yeah, that was my strangest dream ever. And it taught me a good lesson too; don't obsess over anything like that again.
Oh shit. I win allready.
I kid you not, this is a dream I have been having since childhood.
I am running around a big tree trying to get away from my Mom who is a vampire, except there is about 6 of her.
So I run to the street after about a minute and find safety in a limo... Made entirely of red crabs. Living red crabs. So I tell the driver to go, who is my Mom (while still being a vampire) and she drives me away from, well, herself.
BAM
Then I am in the air playing Football-frisbee with my Dad. Except there are Sharks in the sky. A shitload of sharks in the sky. Funnily enough, they arent really surprising, and kinda boring. So then I run inside after I get tired and then....
BAM
Being chased by the fucking little Piece-O-Shite Honeycombs guy, yet he is batshit crazy. Like he has rabie or something. And I run into my Moms room, and she wont get off the phone while Im bein chase by this abomination. Scariest crap in the world is when your parents ignore the monsters that chase you. Not just when they wont help. When they completely ignore you.
I kid you not, this is a dream I have been having since childhood.
I am running around a big tree trying to get away from my Mom who is a vampire, except there is about 6 of her.
So I run to the street after about a minute and find safety in a limo... Made entirely of red crabs. Living red crabs. So I tell the driver to go, who is my Mom (while still being a vampire) and she drives me away from, well, herself.
BAM
Then I am in the air playing Football-frisbee with my Dad. Except there are Sharks in the sky. A shitload of sharks in the sky. Funnily enough, they arent really surprising, and kinda boring. So then I run inside after I get tired and then....
BAM
Being chased by the fucking little Piece-O-Shite Honeycombs guy, yet he is batshit crazy. Like he has rabie or something. And I run into my Moms room, and she wont get off the phone while Im bein chase by this abomination. Scariest crap in the world is when your parents ignore the monsters that chase you. Not just when they wont help. When they completely ignore you.
You will wonder, if/what I was on after this one...
I opened my eye's to be in total blackness, then was veiwing from third person. Around me felt like water about waist high (couldnt see if it was water though as everything was black). In front of me floating on the unknown liquid, was a typical, hunting season, mallard. It quacked a few times, and I woke up. Never had it since, and never hope to.
I opened my eye's to be in total blackness, then was veiwing from third person. Around me felt like water about waist high (couldnt see if it was water though as everything was black). In front of me floating on the unknown liquid, was a typical, hunting season, mallard. It quacked a few times, and I woke up. Never had it since, and never hope to.
Why just last night I dreamed someone stole my car.
Luckily I was wearing a Crysis Nanosuit and proceeded to chase them down and tear most of the limbs off their bodies.
Oh how satisfying that dream was as the all had faces of some douche bags at school.
Luckily I was wearing a Crysis Nanosuit and proceeded to chase them down and tear most of the limbs off their bodies.
Oh how satisfying that dream was as the all had faces of some douche bags at school.
Not just a weird one but a linking weird series of them. Waaaaay back when I was just a youngin I had this dream that I was being chased by a pack of wolves so I ran into my back yard and climbed on top of the swingset we had back then standing on it with perfect balance. (ok maybe that's normal but it's a two parter or maybe more). The next night (or a few after who knows) it started back up from the same point except this time there was a single set of nunchuks on top of the swing set standing up perfectly like in an old arcade game, so I grabbed them and kicked the shit out of the wolves, it was awesome and made no fucking sense.
Also I hate those ones where you're falling since I always jerk awake trying to grab at some imaginary ledge or something. Freaked the shit out of my friend one time with that we where up in my room and had been watching GTO on my laptop for about 11 hours and I dozed off and 10 minutes later shot awake since either I was falling or I thought my laptop was. Either way it was hilarious.
Also I hate those ones where you're falling since I always jerk awake trying to grab at some imaginary ledge or something. Freaked the shit out of my friend one time with that we where up in my room and had been watching GTO on my laptop for about 11 hours and I dozed off and 10 minutes later shot awake since either I was falling or I thought my laptop was. Either way it was hilarious.
the dream I just had involved a PE class that consisted of something like Death Race and Roller Derby and ended in a war chant/crowd song that ended "It all comes down to us" and was performed during an earthquake.
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Not the oddest, but then those make no sense.
I dreamed about a talking bear.
Many of my dreams take on very sexual tones. This one started much like any other dream. There was a girl, a couch, me, and some loving going on. I will spare the details. It all started when focus shifted to the girls head, which I realized was missing. At this point a bear stopped by the couch and looked at me and said "What the hell do you think you are doing!"
I thought, oh fuck, a bear! Took off running down the hallway. It started to turn into one of those dreams where I can't get away, no matter how hard I try, no matter how fast I run. Ran from room to room, down a never ending hallway, always with the bear right behind me shouting obscenities and threats. Realizing no hallway could possibly be that long I reached the back door of the house, which looked a lot like the house from Beetlejuice. I remember thinking how the house couldn't have possibly had that hallway in it. Then hopped the fence.
At this point I realized the bear was no longer behind me. I crept back up to the fence, peeked over, and saw the bear in a very heated argument with a wood paneled station wagon parked in the driveway.
I was sad all over again because it dawned on me (again, for the first time - dream logic go figure) that I was here in the first place because she was leaving and I would never see the no headed girl again.
I dreamed about a talking bear.
Many of my dreams take on very sexual tones. This one started much like any other dream. There was a girl, a couch, me, and some loving going on. I will spare the details. It all started when focus shifted to the girls head, which I realized was missing. At this point a bear stopped by the couch and looked at me and said "What the hell do you think you are doing!"
I thought, oh fuck, a bear! Took off running down the hallway. It started to turn into one of those dreams where I can't get away, no matter how hard I try, no matter how fast I run. Ran from room to room, down a never ending hallway, always with the bear right behind me shouting obscenities and threats. Realizing no hallway could possibly be that long I reached the back door of the house, which looked a lot like the house from Beetlejuice. I remember thinking how the house couldn't have possibly had that hallway in it. Then hopped the fence.
At this point I realized the bear was no longer behind me. I crept back up to the fence, peeked over, and saw the bear in a very heated argument with a wood paneled station wagon parked in the driveway.
I was sad all over again because it dawned on me (again, for the first time - dream logic go figure) that I was here in the first place because she was leaving and I would never see the no headed girl again.
I vividly remember a dream from when I was extremely young, as in before I was even literate.
It starts out with a sort of multicolour, charcoal sketch of my family. Picture Calvin and Hobbes style, but with realistic proportions, and rubbed under charcoal. Judging by my remembered height relative to the others, I was around 5 or 6 at the time of this dream.
Anyway, our cartoony family is standing around, when an inexplicable flood enters the room. My mouth opens up and out comes a speech bubble, with a picture of a fish (remember, I couldn't read at this age). There's a dramatic scene shift, and suddenly I'm in a food court at the university. I remember a coloured plastic donut being thrown into a bowl of chili, and the woman serving it looking down unhappily. Around this point, a tidal wave of rolled-up black carpets starts unravelling itself through the doors. As the carpets hit my feet and knock me down, gravity shifts by 90 degrees, trying to make everyone fall out of the open doors. Everyone who managed to grab the carpets is dangling, and a guy next to me with a mohawk and pierced ear (the height of rebellion to my 5-year-old mind) says "Hold on, duuude!" The duuude was enunciated with a perfect California surfer's accent.
Then I woke up.
I had an unrelated nightmare, at a similar age, where "Then I woke up" didn't end the story. I woke up, and was being threatened by the giant snake from "The Jungle Book". He threatened to eat me unless I fell back asleep, which isn't easy when you're awake and there's a dream sitting on your bed anyway, how the heck did you escape my dream, MOM COME QUICK!. I don't remember how that situation got resolved, actually.
It starts out with a sort of multicolour, charcoal sketch of my family. Picture Calvin and Hobbes style, but with realistic proportions, and rubbed under charcoal. Judging by my remembered height relative to the others, I was around 5 or 6 at the time of this dream.
Anyway, our cartoony family is standing around, when an inexplicable flood enters the room. My mouth opens up and out comes a speech bubble, with a picture of a fish (remember, I couldn't read at this age). There's a dramatic scene shift, and suddenly I'm in a food court at the university. I remember a coloured plastic donut being thrown into a bowl of chili, and the woman serving it looking down unhappily. Around this point, a tidal wave of rolled-up black carpets starts unravelling itself through the doors. As the carpets hit my feet and knock me down, gravity shifts by 90 degrees, trying to make everyone fall out of the open doors. Everyone who managed to grab the carpets is dangling, and a guy next to me with a mohawk and pierced ear (the height of rebellion to my 5-year-old mind) says "Hold on, duuude!" The duuude was enunciated with a perfect California surfer's accent.
Then I woke up.
I had an unrelated nightmare, at a similar age, where "Then I woke up" didn't end the story. I woke up, and was being threatened by the giant snake from "The Jungle Book". He threatened to eat me unless I fell back asleep, which isn't easy when you're awake and there's a dream sitting on your bed anyway, how the heck did you escape my dream, MOM COME QUICK!. I don't remember how that situation got resolved, actually.
Recently, I had a dream I was getting chased by Pacman, my friends and I were walking down the street when the bushes started rustling and he appeared in all his 'wakka wakka' glory. I ran down a side street as we were getting chased, and I turned see my friends slowly being consumed by Pacman, when I ran to help them, I couldnt move, and a person was standing next to me whispering "You could have saved them you know..."
Seriously, it was freaky...
Seriously, it was freaky...
Oh god, this'll take a while.
Every couple weeks, I'll have two completely epic and messed-up dreams in a row, sinc about January. Here are some of the most memorable:
Every couple weeks, I'll have two completely epic and messed-up dreams in a row, sinc about January. Here are some of the most memorable:
For downright strange, here's one I had when I was three.
Yeah... I have alot of dreams. They rock.
I had a dream once that i was sleeping (inside the dream) then my sister comes and wakes me up (still inside the dream) starting to annoy me ,calling me to go eat lunch ,at that point (in real life) my sister comes wakes me up ,starts to annoy me and is calling me to go eat lunch... the dream on itself may not be freaky but the fact that it happened right after it is.
