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I went to an underground parking lot to get my bike and I met gigachad and then I went to the mall and went head hunting and hunted three guys down and took ones skull, another head was put in a jar and I forgot what happened to the other head. I also had a dream where I was running to different solar systems
β17007[Quote]
How vivid are your dreams?
Mine are usually very vivid and I even realise somewhat regurarly that I'm in a dream.
Last night it was one of those dreams and nearly got myself stuck in a slide that got smaller and dirtier as I slid down.
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>>17007They literally look exactly like real life. My problem is that I have genuinely terrible dream recall so I have to write in my dream journal the literal second I wake up or else I'll forget.
I noticed that whenever I don't use an alarm clock my dream recall is much better
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>>17011Same. I think I can recal dreams inside dreams nearly fully wich is interesting. I had a dream the other day where I went on a class trip to somewhere and we stopped in New York for a few hours because we had to wait for the next plane and then rememberd that I have been to New York on previus class trips (I have never set foot on the American continent). Apparently I have been to New York 3-4 times already with my class or at least that was claimed by my dream memories. They felt like actual memories at the time but how would a fake memory even feel? I couldn't recal them after I woke up only some wage feeling of having them.
How many more dreams do I not remember but experienced? Have I lived an entire other life while asleep? Do those memories and dreams only happened in my head or somewhere else? What is even the difference between a memory and a dream? Can all memories be recalled in dreams?
I'm going to explore these more maybe if I remember next time I dream.
>>17019A pigeon doing complex math sounds like an actual brainrot meme from 'iktok maybe it's forsight.
β17029[Quote]
not exactly a cool dream, but an interesting dream nonetheless.
when i was a child, i was deathly afraid of bloody mary. so much so, in fact, i would routinely avoid mirrors and never look into them. i was really retarded. i even believed some of that autistic guava juice ghost horror shit. however, i remember having a dream that changed everything.
when i went to bed, i remember waking to a ruined city, a battlefield. i was a commander of a legion, and we were fighting ghosts apparently. i looked over and saw their commander was bloody mary which made me shit myself. while the legion fought amongst themselves, me and bloody mary would do a bunch of crazy jumps and flips and shit fighting (because i was a kid and thought that's what fighting looked like). in the end i beat bloody mary's ass and when i woke up from the dream i started to not be as scared of mirrors anymore. my fear would wane pretty quickly actually. i still cant believe this was one of the contributors to me not fearing ghosts anymore. but it is a dream that has always followed me.
<schizo space
there was another dream i had which i still can't explain. it was also prominent in my childhood, and it really fucked me up. at the start of the dream, i climbed into some treehouse-looking thing from the bottom. weirder too was i walked through a door, which still never made sense. when i walked in, the room architecture was off with an impossibly high ceiling in the middle with a sunroof pouring feint moonlight down, a king size bed perfectly nestled between the walls on the left, another sunken in space with a desk + notebook and pencil and an easel in the middle-right center of the room. the desk also had a small yellow-light lamp. the walls were damp, with yellow wallpaper and it looked slightly run-down. every time in this dream i would make my way over to the bed, but every time i would look back at the easel there seemed to be something coming from the canvas. eventually, when i would turn around again some kind of ink monster would reach his hand out and touch me as random memories, dreams and especially fears would flash before me. then it would cut back to that ink monster opening its jaws, trying to rip my head off. it was a terrible recurring nightmare.
<nigger
then there was the other stuff. i would frequently have nightmares about my mother dying, my other family dying, my stepfather dying, my pet getting ran over, the house burning down, all that shit. there was also this really freaky dream where i would commit suicide and it would cut to some kind of spectator view, with my family hearing about my death, crying violently and weeping in sorrow, and the local news station reading my obituary. it was wild. i am not actually suicidal by the way, if that matters.
these are just some of my dreams though.
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>>17029The bloody Mary one is probably js God/your brain/whatever makes dreaming possible trying to stop you from feeling fear around mirrors.
The other two are weird as fuck I can't really explain those but I can see them being nightmares that someone would have
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not really coolest but one the funnier ones because it's one I actually wrote down and sent to my friend and I still have it with me (I usually always forget about my dreams instantly)
potential esl bellow btw
>part 1 i don't really remember a lot
>but basically there was a warhammer 40k ship stuck in a kind of warp storm
>there was this "idea" (hard to explain) that we are going to be stuck literally forever there
>but suddenly the dream "transitioned" into part 2 and a lot of things changed
>now I was stuck in a alien ship with two of my rl friends
>and basically the "objective" was to escape
>master chief was there too for some reason (VVILL be important later)
>one of my friends did something extremely retarded but I don't remember what
>me and my other friend got kinda pissed at him because "he was supposed to be smart"
>for some reason there was a mcdonalds in the ship (insert amerimutt)
>fucking bendy was in the mcdonalds for some reason (I have no idea why, never even played that raisin)
>and for some we kinda of knew that on day 3 bendy would go on a rampage on the ship
>"fast forward" a bit we really wanted to take a piss
>somehow we found a bathroom
>a human bathroom
>on an alien ship
>we didn't think too much about it so we just went in
>it was a fucking trap
>there were some fat bald guys now trying to kill us
>we ran and ended up in the mcdonalds again
>and we realized…
>it was day 3 (somehow)
>so yea my two ran so fucking fast and abandoned me
>for some context the reason we couldn't just escape was because there was a shield on the alien ship and that shield was gone on day 3
>and yea bendy (somehow) destroyed the entire ship in a matter of seconds
>so I was basically floating in space waiting to die
>and my friends managed to (somehow) escape
>I was basically waiting to be captured again by the aliens
>apparently my friends also (somehow) got captured again while escaping
>but then…
>MASTER CHIEF APPEARS
>he managed to escape too and saved everyone
>he landed us on planet where there was a party going on
>the end
>so the meaning of that dream basically was "Master Chielf is fucking awesome" or something idk
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I had what atarted as a lucid dream where I spawned my tulpa (a gay anthro cheeta twink who is very affectionate and loves snuggling me) and we used Norse pagan magic to ascend to the astral realm to fight a brutal battle with Moloch. Eventually we incapacitated Moloch but needed to return to the physical realm so I woke up and then fell asleep.
In the dream I just fucked my tulpa in the ass tbh
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I dreamt that one of my classmate didn't pair his bluetooth headset well and we heard he was listening to warrior nasheeds
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KILL YOURSELF PLUEKIKE YOU WILL NEVER TAKE SHELLINGTON AWAY FROM ME NIGGER DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE KIKE YOU ARS FILTHY AND RHODESIA WILL BE RESTORED NOW STOP TRYING TO KILL MY SOUL WITH THE BLACK BLOOD OF THE EARTH
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>>17501Watched the birth of the antichirst award