Crazy weird dreams that you've dreamt!

I had a zombie dream. In the universe of this dream, though, they aren't "zombies" and they aren't even the only issue--apparently they are simply part of a yearly cycle of rampant mutation that causes weird monsters, the infected people were only the concern I had, though, because they spread. How did I know this was a yearly cycle? Because when a friend told me about them my reaction was "Oh, sh*t, is it that time of year again?"

It seems according to this dream, I live in the SF Bay area, because our plan was to get to Alcatraz--specifically, the Museum of Weaponry on Alcatraz. Conveniently enough, my friends and I found a place to hunker down across the street from Alcatraz (at which point in the dream I stopped to think "That isn't right..."), and I volunteered to enter and ransack the previous Museum of Weaponry. I didn't know if I'd find, perhaps, a prison full of mutants/zombies, or what, but I knew I was taking a big chance going in (and even though there was a building across the street, the approach was a lot like the actual walk up to the Alcatraz complex, which I've visited, with a little of Dover Castle mixed in). I carefully picked my way through, finally reaching the Museum, which was already ransacked, with only replicas of these strange planks with handles on both ends I kept thinking of as "some medieval Asian weapon I don't know how to use". I returned to my group to tell them what I found, and was told "That's ok, it's basically done."

What was cool, and what's stayed with me most were the zombie/mutant things. They weren't traditional zombies, and I never fought one in the dream, they were almost just like a presence, spectral really, and they never showed up as a horde. I just remember one rising up, and it was human shaped, but mostly this slimy, knotty, diseased black flesh.

I had a dream last night that I was part of a class at a university that was analyzing the life of Andrew Ryan. We were on a sort of field trip around campus when we stumbled upon a sort of underground bunker and when we explored it I commented that it reminded me of a place that Andrew Ryan would use to withdraw from society. The professor was pleased with me. I woke up. The end.

Gravey wrote:
Mimble wrote:

I stare out the window as we fly lower and notice that a large tank is rumbling it’s way down a set of unused train tracks as we fly over Kerrisdale.

I think Kerrisdale could definitely stand to be livened up with some tanks.

I really agree!

My favourite sushi place there closed down and some horrible new place that sucks opened up in its place - if nothing else, I'd like a tank to care of that!

I mentally shake my fist at the new place every time I pass it, but I think a tank would express my feelings more succinctly.

(edited because quote tags apparently confuse me)

The other night, I dreamed that I was getting carjacked while I was trying to get in my car in the rain. The dude ran up to my car and tried to drag me out, but I pulled my blade and stabbed him in the leg. The guy was persistent and I kept hacking his leg apart, but I was really disturbed by how amateurish I was about it. I wasn't using any of my training, using controls or locks, or targeting key vulnerable areas. It just felt like I was an oaf, like a reeses monkey pounding at a keyboard trying to play Brahms.

I woke up with my fists balled up so tight I had cramps in my fingers and swore to get back to Kali class.

Paleocon wrote:

It just felt like I was an oaf, like a reeses monkey pounding at a keyboard trying to play Brahms.

I wouldn't be so hard on them, it's not their fault that they're addicted!

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Duoae wrote:
Paleocon wrote:

It just felt like I was an oaf, like a reeses monkey pounding at a keyboard trying to play Brahms.

I wouldn't be so hard on them, it's not their fault that they're addicted!

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I lol'ed.

Had a dream the other night where everyone was giving me wrapped gifts. Everybody was getting really excited about one gift, and when I opened it, it was something expensive and nice, but was an add-on to something expensive that I didn't have. I sort of wanted the base thing that I lacked, but felt conflicted about the gift.

The evening beforehand, I had talked with friends about Sheldon's (Big Bang Theory) views on gift-giving.

Last night I dreamed that there had been a superflu-esque pandemic. I started the dream at the everyone's dead/dying stage, then had a flashback to when the first exposure hit. I was in Wassila, Alaska, with a group of army officers. One of them was wearing sunglasses like the guy from Cool Hand Luke. He and his men melted a car that had been encased in a block of ice. There was a corpsicle inside. The freaky army officer took a lick of the corpse, then looked at me and smiled.

Thankfully, my cat began throwing up in the next room and woke me up at that point.

Tanglebones wrote:

Thankfully, my cat began throwing up in the next room and woke me up at that point.

I think that your cat may have the super-flu.

Yonder wrote:
Tanglebones wrote:

Thankfully, my cat began throwing up in the next room and woke me up at that point.

I think that your cat may have the super-flu.

She got it from eating too much super-cat grass

Dreamed last night that I returned to college as a full-time on-campus student, and my assigned dormmate ended up being Jay Baruchel. We were stuck in a room in the guys-only dorm on the wing where all the hardcore jocks tended to get rooms, and I had to prove myself to them with my James Bond ninja skills. Five of them tried to jump me in the lobby and I kicked all their asses. After that, I was the "that cool science geek kung-fu master", so they stopped picking on Jay too.

Yeah. Weird dream.

I am walking down the street in my neighborhood. I am carrying, and eating, an orange popsicle. The type that is thin in the middle and has 2 sticks. As I'm walking, I'm getting closer to my house, and there are two girls sitting in front of my neighbor's house, across the street from my own. These girls appear to be eating some kind of ice-cream dessert on a stick as well. They see my orange popsicle, and they want it. The start negotiating. One offers her GPS to me in exchange for the popsicle. I refuse, as I already have a GPS, both a standalone unit and one in my phone. Then the other offers me an EZPass. As I, once again, already have an EZPass, I decline. They are adamant, however, and really want the popsicle.

At this point, though, they are interrupted by a van that drives down the street towards my next-door neighbor's house. The person driving it gets out, and happens to be the choir director from my church. She is carrying fliers about getting home loans. She puts one on my next-door neighbor's house, and then points to my neighbor's house across the street and asks me if I think they might need info on home loans. As this family has had money trouble in the past in real life (collection agencies have called us asking about them), I say that they could probably use the info.

Then I turn around, and there is a MASSIVE thunderstorm approaching. The lightning is a bit ridiculous, something that would never be seen in real life. I say out loud to the girls and the choir director, "I think I'm going to seek shelter now."

I walk into my house, in the kitchen, and my father is there, wearing an apron and baking something. The lightning flashes are visible quite clearly inside the house.

Then my alarm goes off.

I had a dream that was a weird combination of real life and several MMOs.

It started off in the Inevitable City from WAR, where I was driving this weird horseless carriage around (not an automobile, just a regular horse-drawn carriage except with no horses). My best friend, my sister, and my cousins were all riding in the carriage and I needed to get them all back to my parents' house in time for Thanksgiving dinner. I kept getting lost, though, because the surrounding landscape was all warped and chaotic so I couldn't find the highway on-ramp. Eventually my friends gave up on me and left the carriage, but I still kept driving around trying to find a way out.

I accidentally drove too close to some orcs, and they aggroed and killed me - however, because the zone was all weird and chaotic I respawned in a completely different area, right beside a different group of orcs. The orcs told me that they'd let me go if I won a contest, otherwise they'd kill me. The contest was a race to see who could shovel the most food onto their plate from a large platter of meat. I won the contest easily, so the orcs let me go. I still had no idea where I was, but then I remembered that my hearthstone was set to my parents' house, so I pulled it out and used it to teleport there just in time for Thanksgiving dinner.

NSMike wrote:

I am walking down the street in my neighborhood. I am carrying, and eating, an orange popsicle. The type that is thin in the middle and has 2 sticks. As I'm walking, I'm getting closer to my house, and there are two girls sitting in front of my neighbor's house, across the street from my own. These girls appear to be eating some kind of ice-cream dessert on a stick as well. They see my orange popsicle, and they want it. The start negotiating. One offers her GPS to me in exchange for the popsicle. I refuse, as I already have a GPS, both a standalone unit and one in my phone. Then the other offers me an EZPass. As I, once again, already have an EZPass, I decline. They are adamant, however, and really want the popsicle.

The fact that this scenario didn't lead to a threesome is a massive disappointment. You just got c*ck-blocked by an imaginary loan salesman.

Yonder wrote:
NSMike wrote:

I am walking down the street in my neighborhood. I am carrying, and eating, an orange popsicle. The type that is thin in the middle and has 2 sticks. As I'm walking, I'm getting closer to my house, and there are two girls sitting in front of my neighbor's house, across the street from my own. These girls appear to be eating some kind of ice-cream dessert on a stick as well. They see my orange popsicle, and they want it. The start negotiating. One offers her GPS to me in exchange for the popsicle. I refuse, as I already have a GPS, both a standalone unit and one in my phone. Then the other offers me an EZPass. As I, once again, already have an EZPass, I decline. They are adamant, however, and really want the popsicle.

The fact that this scenario didn't lead to a threesome is a massive disappointment. You just got c*ck-blocked by an imaginary loan salesman.

When he says girls in this situation i took it to mean young girls below or near the age of consent.

Duoae wrote:
Yonder wrote:
NSMike wrote:

I am walking down the street in my neighborhood. I am carrying, and eating, an orange popsicle. The type that is thin in the middle and has 2 sticks. As I'm walking, I'm getting closer to my house, and there are two girls sitting in front of my neighbor's house, across the street from my own. These girls appear to be eating some kind of ice-cream dessert on a stick as well. They see my orange popsicle, and they want it. The start negotiating. One offers her GPS to me in exchange for the popsicle. I refuse, as I already have a GPS, both a standalone unit and one in my phone. Then the other offers me an EZPass. As I, once again, already have an EZPass, I decline. They are adamant, however, and really want the popsicle.

The fact that this scenario didn't lead to a threesome is a massive disappointment. You just got c*ck-blocked by an imaginary loan salesman.

When he says girls in this situation i took it to mean young girls below or near the age of consent. :D

What are young girls doing with GPS receivers and EZPasses?

It's a dream, since when do they make sense?

My dream two nights ago about an evil demon samurai army ravaging the country side made perfect sense.

So weird dream time.

I was watching Eli Stone.. except the show wasn’t about lawyers hearing god becoming prophets… it was about a supremely fat guy who was about 10 feet tall with a wife. The guy was so big and so fat that he was wearing put-together clothes: at one point I realised he was wearing something like those hoop pants that clowns wear. His wife came home from work or something and they were talking about this job interview that he had gotten and how he needed to get out of the house or some such and, as they made their way to the front door (he went in a straight line over furniture and stuff) he was asking her to spray him with deodorant because he smelled – the implication was that he didn’t wash.
Then, the view jumped into one of those visions that Eli has.

There was this small waterfall falling into a dried up riverbed that was all just sand and I was there with someone else. We were looking at shells that were somehow fossils and we were working out way down the dried up riverbed which was cut quite deeply into the ground and as a result we were in a little gully. As we looked at each fossil there was an accompanying explanation as to what was going on – like some sort of voiceover. Then, we got to the sea, arriving on a little beach and we somehow picked up a living shell. There was a sudden realisation that the new life form we had in our hands was a direct descendent of the fossil shells and then, with more commentary a little cutscene seemed to happen and explain the process of the evolution – which made perfect sense at the time but eludes me now i’m awake.

We shift back to ‘Eli’ and he’s angry about stuff… I can’t remember what but he’s also confused about things. He’s about to leave the house/flat and, as he opens the door, there is a moment of epiphany and I, watching Eli Stone realise that the story isn’t about Eli or me or anyone but it’s about an AI or robot becoming sentient. The flashes of insight from ‘god’ were accompanied by anger and confusion and I believe that was an indication of rampancy.

I had a dream that I was a manager at a big swanky hotel, and the hotel was putting on this big event where we made a pact with some demons to provide entertainment. The entertainment was a long winding hallway that you had to walk down while constantly being attacked by giant demonic snakes. It was incredibly dangerous but everyone thought it was awesome, even me - I got to do a trial run through it while we were getting everything set up. We were just getting ready to start letting people in when my rival announced that she was cancelling the event because she lost her dogs and wanted everyone to help her look for them. The rest of the dream was me doing damage control - reassuring the guests that they'd still get to do the snake-corridor-thing, placating the demons and asking them to wait while we sorted things out, and informing the hotel owner that this woman was trying to ruin everything.

muttonchop wrote:

...We were just getting ready to start letting people in when my rival announced that she was cancelling the event because she lost her dogs and wanted everyone to help her look for them. The rest of the dream was me doing damage control - reassuring the guests that they'd still get to do the snake-corridor-thing, placating the demons and asking them to wait while we sorted things out, and informing the hotel owner that this woman was trying to ruin everything.

Did she put a ring on your finger?
You'll be looking for lost dogs and doing damage control for ever after that happens.

So, my experience wasn't so much about the dream as it was about the experience, if that makes any sense.

I happened to be dreaming I was in stadium of people. I don't recall what we were there for, but I was watching something on a 27" TV I had right in front of me. At one point it was synced up with what was going on in the stadium and the people around me were watching my TV instead of the live event. I still don't have any idea what it was. I was reaching for the volume knob to turn it up, and for an instant everything was gone. Not vanished, or invisible, or disapeared, or dark; it just didn't exitst. I wasn't anywhere, there wasn't anything. One second "there was" the next "there wasn't"; and I recall thinking "WTF, I was turning that up". Then the next thing I know there's an icy three year old hand on my arm asking me to get it some juice. My son woke me up.

So what was significant about this was, I experienced, for the first time ever, being both the observer, and the creator of the dream. It was like two parts of me interacting, or perhaps two parts of my brain interacting. It was really strange, and intriguing at the same time. I've controlled my dreams before, I've enjoyed them, knowing I was dreaming, and just gone along for the ride, but this is the first time it was like I was in the same place and time in two different bodies or entities. I think what really highlighted this phenomenon for me was that the part creating the dream got "shut off" before the part watching the dream. And the part watching the dream wasn't aware that the part creating the dream had been shut off, except I was aware. So maybe there were three separate parts of my brain playing together here. I don't think I've been able to put the feeling into words, but if you've posted in this thread, I expect you know exactly how that feels. I can never explain my dreams to someone. I guess this was like an insight into the mechanics of dreaming more than a dream experience.

So i've been having these funny dreams about a Liz Hurley/The Devil-type character (from the film Bedazzled). Basically she's a bit of a sexy strumpet who leads people on and then dumps them when something else comes along. A bit like Varla Mal Doran in Stargate SG-1.... i guess.

So anyway, the old dreams are pretty blurry now but the story has been progressing. The abridged version: It all started off where we met someplace and she started dating me when she realised i was a doctor. Of course, when she found out i made no money and wasn't a medical doctor she started seeing someone else behind my back. I saw her with the other person and so i broke off the relationship though i was quite hurt about it.

Some time passed.

So this new dream started off with me on my way to a conference somewhere in the UK and there were three train stations in the city/town we were in. Lots of people who'd never been there were really confused about how to get around and i was stopping random people and explaining that the stations were all linked together like a tube system so you could just get a train to one of them.

While i'm in the queue waiting to get the ticket for my train, i turn around and there's Liz with some guy. I immediately grok that he's her new dupe and she's probably scamming him but i don't say anything.... For some reason i'm just really happy to see her. I smile and say, "Hi!" Which gives her a bit of a shock, though she hides it well. She and I embrace like old friends and her partner gives us a quizzical look. "Oh!," I begin, "It's okay, we're old friends." I introduce myself and, start making up some sort of story about how we came to meet and under what circumstances.... and Liz plays along. I talk to the guy and it turns out he's her fiancée and they're going to get married. Of course, i know that this isn't going to be the case but still i say nothing. Then they ask me what i'm doing here and i explain the whole conference thing and how the rooms are all paid for and you get free food and drink and (for some unknown reason - it's just dream logic) there's a prize for the best research initiative of £100,000 - enough to fund more equipment and staff. The conversation trails off and i buy my ticket, say my goodbyes and go to my platform.
I get on the train and then someone comes up behind me and gives me a bit of a squeeze/jab in the ribs. I spin around and there's Liz, smiling at me with a twinkle in her eye. "So, handsome, tell me more about the free food and drink and especially about this prize fund!" I roll my eyes and ask her what she's doing and what about her fiancée, to which she smirks and says that she was almost done with him anyway.

So we get off the train and go to the conference centre which is actually some sort of old manor house made of stone with lead lattice windows. I go into the entrance hall and sign myself in and collect my identity card but don't introduce Liz and begin to walk off, ignoring her. Next thing i know, she's caught up to me, having conned her way into the conference under the guise of my long-suffering wife. I'm half tempted to throw her out but for some reason i don't.... perhaps it's because i feel like no one will believe me and she'll somehow manage to talk her way out of that.

ANYWAY..... So her plan, she reveals to me once we're in my/our room, is to convince the judges that my research is the best and then we split the money 50/50. I explain to her that you can't just con the scientists at the conference because they'll vote on the project they think is the most deserving - not the person and you can't control that. She say's it's a deal and she'll take care of the rest. With that 'settled' she jumps onto the bed and smiles at me asking where i'm sleeping. I tell her that it's my room and she can sleep on the floor, there's no way i'm giving up my bed!

The day progresses and we get through some lectures and enter into the night's entertainment. She tries to persuade the judges and i've no idea how well she's got on though at some point i become aware that she's had WAY too much to drink.... So i pick her up off the chair and half carry, half drag her back to our room and put her to bed. Then i sleep on the floor.

That's the end of the dream.

Disturbing dream last night. It started off with me being a pyro in a game of TF2 (I was on the red team), progressed to me lying to some mob-types - I don't remember why anymore - and woke me up at about the time the mob boss was setting a bunch of rivals and their women and children on fire because of the lies I'd told.

Really unpleasant, that one.

I had a really disturbing dream the other night.

I starts of innocently enough: I'm having some beers in an old house on the second floor with some college buddies that I haven't seen in a long time. We are having a great time until I lean too far back in my chair and fall backwards into wall. Hitting the wall causes the second floor to break off and we all fall to the ground, still inside the second story of the house. We crawl out where the floor used to be and look at the torn-off second floor of this old house, trying to figure out what to do. Just then I notice some guy, who looks like the meanest biker dude I can imagine, is starting to beat on this little kid. I walk over and ask him what he's doing but he doesn't say anything, he just keeps beating this kid, who looks like like he's 9 or 10. So I start trying to stop him but now he starts fighting me. So we punch each other and I manage to knock him to the ground then I just keep beating and kicking him, asking him over and over: "You wanted to do this to some little kid? How do you like it now?" Over and over. Until finally I stomp on his head and crush his skull. Then I wake up.

I did not go back to sleep after that. Luckily it was about 45 minutes before I had to wake up anyhow. But this dream is still bugging me days later.

Last night I dreamt I was inside Minecraft, lost in a huge cave. I decided to dig my way out, so I started digging and digging. This goes on for a long long time until I finally reach the surface. I break through and I am inside a McDonalds. Then my alarm goes off. Which is too bad because I kind of wanted to see where this was going...

Nightmare wrote:

Last night I dreamt I was inside Minecraft, lost in a huge cave. I decided to dig my way out, so I started digging and digging. This goes on for a long long time until I finally reach the surface. I break through and I am inside a McDonalds. Then my alarm goes off. Which is too bad because I kind of wanted to see where this was going...

"It's Creepers! Soylent Green is Creepers!"

SSSSSssssssssss

Two nights ago I dreamed I was a bar in Amsterdam laid out unconscious on a stretcher as my dreams were being projected onto a screen through a hole in my skull. I was having a dream about a creature that devoured people.

I was simultaneously standing in the bar imploring my wife to wake me up (not the me on the stretcher -- the me that was in the bar -- which I knew was the *actual* dream) because I knew the creature in the dream would be able to manifest itself in the dream world this other dream was being projected into.

Yay for Ambien!

Last night I dreamed I was in Israel, overlooking disputed areas, walking with a knight and I asked him to tell me about Jerusalem. So he started telling me all these facts, including that it was once an American capital. As we were walking, we spotted some barbarian units and I went into Civ5 archer bombard mode and shot them. Then the knight spotted a rat or some kind of animal, and his head flew off and ate it, revealing him as a Penanggalan! After his head reattached, he lamented that his low willpower had revealed his true nature.

Last night, I dreamt that I was a part of a raid on a planet in a Fireflyesque type uinverse. We were most likely going to die, but we were given enough training and the five of us had to do what we had to do. In included going down to a planet and raiding an office for info the proceeding to attack a giant floating carrier ship. For some reason, the male nurse from the most recent Castle episode was a part of the troup. We were weilding futuristic revolver weapons like Firefly. Once the raid started thought, it just became a straight up Old West gunfight in a Saloon/Jail. I don't know why, but I cannot hit anything or anyone with a gun in my dreams.

Last night while hopped up on Hydrocodone I dreamed that I was having my hand stroked by a ghost because I always put my arms above my head while sleeping. The crazy part was that I was convinced I was actually awake during all of it, but in fact was still asleep.

Imagine my surprise when I jerk up awake on the couch and see that nothing is the matter.

Surgery recovery does weird stuff on your conscious.