What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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i dreamt i was with a wrong planet acquaintance, a dear one. we were supposed to go to some mountain state resort together, but at the start of our journey together we went in separate vehicles, and my acquaintance got stuck behind some slowpoke and couldn't pass the jerk. i tried to slow down as much as i could get away with, but then it started raining so hard that there was no visibility, and as the freeway went on a steep grade downhill, i just started sliding downhill on a river of water and i couldn't see my acquaintance in the rear view mirror due to the sheer volume of the deluge, and by the time i got to the bottom of the hill my truck was floating in several feet of water and by good fortune my sister was in the seat next to me guiding me to where i should go. my acquaintance gave me her cell phone and i absent-mindedly tried to call her until i realized that she could not pick up because i had her phone. we eventually made it to the resort, and by then the rains had stopped but there was still water everywhere. it was 0-dark thirty still and i looked out a picture window at the early wee-hour gloom, and off in the distance was a spot-lit patch of ground with some curiously painted houses, all multi-story, painted bright custard yellows and maroons and chartreuse and gray-blue, but they looked exceptionally vivid for some reason. everything else around the houses was gloomy dark. my sister noticed this also. in the meantime i despaired that cruel and capricious circumstances forced a separation, perhaps permanent, between my WP acquaintance and me, and i fretted that i could not contact her, and i asked my sister about this and she was notably unconcerned. i felt alone and sad and not understood by anybody.

had a bunch of dreams mishmashed together, but only the last one I remembered upon awaking, I was in some school building during recess and it was back in the early 70s some time, based on the décor plus people were smoking cigarettes all over the place- I kept having to make runs to the same restroom in the corner of the building and I kept walking past the same offices with people smoking in them and through the same empty classrooms in a warren-like arrangement. everything was salmon and custard-colored. then I was outside in a parking lot of a large military air force base, and I was in a blue air force uniform of low rank, and I was disabled and having to move myself on a little wheeled dolly because my wheelchair was missing. and every time an officer came around I had to painfully and laboriously stand up and render a salute, while the officer stood there waiting for me.

i dreamt I was in college, and during a break between classes, went downtown to get something to eat, settled on a half-gallon can of V8 juice, opened it and gulped it down in the store as I was hungry in the dream, then got back in my car and drove back but it started raining and the streets were soon flooded with muddy sewage and this caused some slowpoke in front of me to just stop and block traffic, cars were passing him and I eventually was able to pass him and he got out of his car and was wildly gesticulating and berating everybody who passed him, acting like a madman. then I started slip-sliding and weaving in the mud as well, then I awoke.

I dreamt I had witnessed a bloody massacre, and the agents who perpetrated the massacre kidnapped me and held me in a tent, one of their members had the muzzle of a pistol pressed firmly into my right temple, muttering imprecations into my right ear, while the other members were nodding in agreement with the nasty gunman. meanwhile, my hand was massaging the thigh of another of their members sitting cross-legged across from me and the gun-wielding man, but this other man paid no attention to it.

I dreamt I was in some place designed like an old roman spa, and there were these decorative pools with statuary in them, and in these pools was a delicious reddish-yellow soup made from onions and garlic and green peppers and a very mellow white wine, and I was marveling at the deliciousness of it.

I keep having weird dreams of celebrities.

I dreamed that my recently deceased pet dog was at my Grandma's house, whom also died a few years ago.

I miss them a lot ;_;

Not something I dreamed recently (I believe it was in autumn/winter last year) but I find it kind of interesting:

In the dream I had a good friend, who just happened to look exactly like an actor I liked at the time (but it wasn't him). We ran around on rooftops for fun, jumping from one house to the next. Suddenly he got to close to the edge and fell. He could hold on to the edge and I tried to help him. But then he was just gone, and I knew that he was dead. I went home and didn't tell anybody. But after a while our common friends started to wonder where he was and I told them everything. They didn't really care, just told me it wasn't my fault. But I started feeling worse and worse, guilty about having caused his death. I could barely think of anything else. In the dream I went on a date with some guy but didn't really want to and didn't listen to him, just thinking about what had happened. Then I woke up.

I felt the emotions from the dream for the rest of the day, which is rare but happens 2-3 times a year maybe.

I was awoken at about 5 by a nightmare of working in a hospital and the surgeons were doing an experimental surgery on some poor lady sans anaesthetic, they were cutting open her thigh in some futuristic apparatus and she was screaming her head off and no matter where in the hospital I ran I could hear her screams. it made me bolt upright in bed, and for hours afterwards I tossed and turned and worried. gads!

I keep having dreams then right upon waking they totally evaporate. ach! but at least they were not nightmares

i dreamt i was in my late parents' house as it was [mostly] when they were about 20 years younger than when they passed on. in the background of the dream was mel torme singing his song, "monsters lead such interesting lives." interesting for my dream to have a musical sound track. anyways, we were in the kitchen, mom was standing on top of her favorite stepladder and watching the field in the back yard, while dad was leafing through one of those life coffee table picture books. then i had to go to the bathroom, and when i opened the door my mom came out, and told me "i gotta get out of here!" then she hopped into her car and drove away. at that point i awoke. strange.

i dreamt lots of dreams but only remember the very last one- i was in my parents' old house before their last one, and i was sitting at our old dining room table with my older brother who'd just come home from the marines, the year in the dream had to be in the early 70s, and he was as he was in his early 20s, fit and trim, with handlebar mustache- he was reminiscing about his time in the marines, and he was regaling us with a story about one of his neer-do-well sergeants, and he addressed this fella as "hey, drillhole!" then i awoke. i don't know if a non-sergeant can address a sergeant in the marines, as "drillhole." i know in the army it was verboten.

most of it evaporated, but I dreamt I was outside on some kind of ship that had grounded itself on the beach of rocks, I was outside high on the ship upon a precipice, a narrow thin bit of metal jutting out from the side accessed with a small door. I looked out onto the sky which was cloudy-gray, and out at the ocean which was calm, and noticed the waves did not lap upon the shore. I felt freedom but at the same time danger as well. inside was what appeared to be some kind of bureaucrat talking to a couple sitting at a desk. I rapped on the window and begged for them to unlock and open the door to let me in, which they did. then I sat at that desk and a green mock-up building materialized as a hologram. it was a strange type of building, like two warehouses stacked on top of each other with no obvious communication between them, a lot like a pair of child's blocks stacked together. then I awoke.

^ Are problems or responsibilities in real life also stacking up?

I dreamt I was walking, and upon looking down at my legs discovered they were slathered in thick, red mud which I couldn't account for, as I was dressed nicely and couldn't remember wading through any mud puddles.

^^^
just that I'd rather not have earthy worries. my calming mantra, is "no earthly worries." I repeat that to myself whenever I feel cornered by life. because I know there is a higher, more rarified place where there are NO earthly worries, and that I am headed there soon enough. anyways...

Mud
To see mud in your dream suggests that you are involved in a messy and sticky situation. It also suggests that some spiritual cleansing is needed. To dream that you are walking in mud suggests that you are feeling weighed down by a situation, problem, or relationship. You are feeling frustrated. To dream that mud has gotten on your clothing means that your reputation is being attacked and called into question. Consider the term "mud-slinging." The red tinge to the mud indicates fatigue.
Walking
To dream that you have difficulties walking indicates that you are reluctant and hesitant in proceeding forward in some situation. You may also be trying to distance yourself from certain life experiences. The difficulty in walking is a reflection of your current situation and the obstacles that you are experiencing.

dreamt i was in some kind of movie about high-level drug smuggling, i got a $200k payment for a shipment i made, and immediately knew that a spy satellite had seen me accept the payment from this drug kingpin, so i figured out that i had to call the FBI and try to get some kind of deal from them before they nabbed me, so that is what i did, and my senior FBI contact was none other than president LBJ [i must've been in an alternate universe where he was still alive and president]. then my dream segued into one where my dad and me were back in the year 1969 and i was riding in his truck, we visited a third-grade classroom for a while where i had done a show-and-tell with my dad's large transistor shortwave radio [then a gee-whiz techy thing] then got back in the truck to go home but then at the last minute i remembered i left the radio on the big table in the classroom so my dad whipped around in the parking lot back to the classroom driving over the sidewalk, and i hopped out, dashed back into the classroom, grabbed the radio then hopped back in the truck, but when we tried to leave everything turned into the inside of a huge classroom at night with christmas presents all over the floor that i had to sweep out of the way for dad's truck to be able to drive out of there, and they were all heavy presents and i struggled to move them. then i was prematurely awoken from sleep by alarm clock so i don't know how it ended. drat, it was just getting interesting at that point.