I have insomnia please tell me your dreams to help me fall alseep
I have a reoccurring dream where I'm in an infinitely generating public restroom. Sometimes it's dirty, sometimes it's not. Either way, there's just room after room of nonsense bathroom fixtures and stalls in no particular layout that serve no particular function.
Same. That's just our subconscious keeping us asleep while we need to go pee. It fulfills the need without fulfilling it. There has to be a bathroom, or you'd wake up and go to the real one. And it has to go on forever, without you actually finding a suitable toilet or you'd pee for real in the bed.
Ah, the Infinite Bathroom Dimension!
I once dreamt I was super tired and tossing and turning in my bed trying to sleep.
I have a recurring nightmare since I'm a child (it's been years since the last one tho) where I'm in a small white square room with just a door, a bed in one of the corners, a giant black rubber band going from one wall to another in the middle of the room and a humanoid creature, if that is not enough, stuff gets funky and keeps changing size, like getting super big, then super small while the creature keeps trying to run in my direction but the rubber band never let's them get to me, and in the dream I keep focusing on random stuff like looking at the bed while it gets super big then super small, or on the creatures ear where the same happens, etc. It just freaks me out every time.
I never realize I'm dreaming, so every single dream I have feels real no matter how bonkers it might be.
On most days I either don't dream or just don't remember my dreams, but today I did and I dreamed I was in the front of a mirror with my face clean shaven and applying something to give my lips some shine and I felt euphoric in the dream 
I had one where I dreamed I was talking to the ghost of my mother as she was traveling the universe in a space ship. It was both nice and weird.
The world had ended and in the ashes the differences between the scattered enclaves of survivors was settled via five-a-side football. I was reserve player for my team and also the one responsible for fixing our minibus when it broke down.
The bus broke down somewhere in the countryside and I had to get it moving before the sunset crawling so I leant over the open bonnet while a teammate handed me my tools and replacement parts.
I woke up before we managed to get the damn thing going, muttering under my breath about how "the engine's fibrillating".
I’ve had several particularly after starting sleeping meds:
Gerard Way working at a Chinese restaurant.
Getting arrested and Waluigi was my cellmate.
Somehow ended up with a daughter who at one week old was already telling people to fuck off.
A riot broke out in my city because people were protesting against the 67 meme and demanding it be made illegal.
One where someone found evidence of the troll face in 1912.
I once dreamed that i was one of the three tour guides for a group of high school kids in a abandoned amusement park. Other two guides were Joseph Stalin and Antoni Macierewicz. And while this sounds like a preface to a really weird horror story (especially Antoni Macierewicz), nothing of sorts happened, it was a completely normal tour, sun shining, photos, smiles, etc.
The weirdest part of it was that how normal everything seemed untill i woken up when i was instantly thrown in the deep "what the actual fuck" waters
Not necessarily weird but I had a triple/quadruple inception dream once. I remember being quite frazzled when I actually woke up, was unsure if I was still dreaming for a while
I have to many to count. Idk what the deal is but the older I get the worse my vivid dreams get.
i was in a zombie apocalypse, moving around some football stadium. I had a whole team of people around but then I got separated and was alone walking around the inner hallways. There was a zombie leaning on one of those drop down gates and he was hitting his face against the gate, until he noticed me and started running towards me. Well I had lost my gun so I also started running, but then as I was getting worked up I realized it was a dream, so I stopped running and I woke up as the zombie jumped on my back.
There was one where there was a train filled with zombies and it stopped at every stop and just unleashed a horde.
Once I went into the archetypal Dracula Castle and was attacked by zombies and vampires, I had a cane sword to defend myself with.
There was one dream where only the tops of skyscrapers had people and the streets were filled with zombies.
One dream had me and a few others chilling in an abandoned mall and there was a whole parkour course you had to traverse to make it to the safe part. This dream was kinda sweet actually, it was more about the community and not the apocalypse.
I used to have a lot of zombie nightmares that ended as I became more of a communist, funnily enough. They've just fully become weird dreams instead of nightmares now.
almost reported you for volcel heresy because I read the title as "wettest"
I would never. I am a wholesome owl who has never said anything sexual ever
owl hold you to that
I can't remember the preceding dream but I vividly remember it being interrupted by a squad of armed men who, when asked what they are doing, told me not to worry about it because I'm about to wake up. I then woke up.
I think about that one a lot
Most of them have too many in jokes for anyone here to get which is funny honestly. A dream so unique to my personal experience I cant explain it to anyone.
So for generic dreams very recently Ive been having ones where im on a train always a train in my underpants and everyone is like “why are you in your underpants” but thats not the weird bit. The weird bit is im not worried about the pants im worried about the fact i have a rock hard boner the whole time….
Anyway the best weird dreams are recurring house like the stephen king dark tower series in many dreams and the best one….
I awake in the dream. Im sitting in a toilet but the toilet is in the office, dort owl.. its an office chair toilet and im shitting directly into it. All my colleagues arrive and walk into the meeting room im shitting into the shit chair and during the meeting i try to covertly pull up my underpants but now the shit chair is filled with shit. AVAST YE SHIT LUBBERS the PA to the CEO runs in asking for THE SHIT CHAIR it was an EXECUTIVE SHIT CHAIR so here i run around ass clegged in poo trying to find a toilet to dump my shit from the executive shit chair. But the office becomes a labyrinth and i cant find the toilets. Dream ends basically standing naked in office showers scooping poo out of my ass.
Hope you enjoyed the story is £20 thanks
Very nice poop dream ty keep the change
I met Dort_Owl in a dream. It looked at me and I looked at it. Then the dream ended
Was I good looking and cool?
I was intimidated by your large cowboy hat
okay but you didn't answer the QUESTION
they were looking good and cool indeed
sigh that's what everyone says. No one appreciates a good rootn' tootn' these days
Oh, boy, it's hard to pick one. I've had some, and I keep a diary. Here's one I found especially memorable for its bizarreness, though:
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I was watching a movie of horror vignettes, similar to those of the V/H/S series. This particular vignette took place in an Alpine town in Europe. This particular vignette centered around a group of eight young adults who were visiting a group of log cabins on the outskits of the town, on a high hill, to investigate an urban legend about them. The legend said that if eight people all came to these log cabins and vandalized them together, then the cabins would extract their revenge by gruesomely killing the vandals by manipulating the environment to cause Final Destination-style deaths that appeared to be freak accident. Seven of the group vandalized the cabins by hacking at the walls or splashing paint on them, but at the last moment, they decided against having the eighth one do his act of vandalism. At some point they'd come to believe in the legend, and they decided they'd get a thrill out of exploiting a loophole to "get away with" vandalizing the cabins. This plan was undone, however, when one of them tripped over a paint can and accidentally spilled paint on one of the buildings. This accident apparently counted as vandalism, and the characters were quickly and gruesomely killed off.
This wasn't the end of the cabins' revenge, though - for one reason or another, this time they'd decided to go far beyond their usual vengeance and somehow triggered a massive glacier melt at the mountain's peak. This melt released vast, outright impossible quantities of water, enough that most of the world's landmass was flooded. I specifically remember the entire Great Plains falling underwater, along with around half of France and Germany. Humanity lost much of its population and infrastructure and was forced to build extensively at higher elevations and in particular into mountains, though it was able to maintain a modern industrial existence.
In the now vastly expanded oceans, though, dolphins had claimed the sites of humanity's old ruins and established a vast oceanic empire with advanced technology. This empire was cruel and species supremacist; sharks were enslaved and humiliated by high-status dolphins, plans were being drawn to attack the surface and subjugate the remaining humans, and a kidnaped human baby was being kept in deplorable and filthy conditions, though having known no other life, it had no frame of reference for how awful its situation was.
The dream then cut to a busy airport in the Alps when the dolphins started their attack. It turned out that the humans had prepared for this and heavily fortified the cliff edges along the shore with bunkers, gun batteries, and soldiers ready to deploy. The dolphin attackers were in four-legged, crawling "mech suits" that allowed them to operate on land. People in the airport began to panic and try to escape, knowing that if they were captured they would be enslaved, a panic that only got worse as the battle turned against the humans.
At this point the dream shifted, bizarrely, to a tactical wargame where I was given control of the human forces including tanks, infantry, and artillery. However, the dolphin forces were statistically so much better than my own that, despite similar numbers on each side, I got the sense that the scenario was completely impossible for me. At this point, I lost my patience and started complaining about how "the dolphins in this story" were clearly a "creator's favorite" and I was going to "write my own version of the story that fixes this." This was the point when I woke up.
I've noticed that my dreams get weirder if I write them down or make an effort to remember them so I stopped doing that.
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