What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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First off, auntblabby... thank you. That was a very detailed dissection of my dream, and an intense one. You are very deep. I had to re-read through it and reflect on what you were saying.

This is odd/interesting. In my dreams, any time there is a public restroom, it is generally unisex. Always has been, so I don't think about it anymore. I asked once what this means symbolically but never got a good answer.



I know I am not.

But yeah, I thought more about that dream, and I've remembered the rest of it since. There was Messiahnic symbology, but I've been reading Dick's VALIS, and finally finished it yesterday, so I think that explains a lot. Before going to bed, I had been drinking and listening to music on my record player (I know, I'm an old man), and then fell asleep with the music still playing. That could explain the songwriting. In the dreams, I had gotten out of bed, put my records away, and started cleaning the house before it felt like I was floating away or having some kind of out-of-body experience, before then going through the series of seemingly unrelated imagery and sequences (though from auntblabby's explanation, it all seems interrelated and connected to my current life circumstances).

The wine, vinegar, and blood. It was something like stigmata. I remember someone telling me once that wine that goes bad becomes vinegar. The "good" and the "bad" were actually being separated from each other inside of me. This seems related to the eucharist, as far as I can tell.

The bugs were the same as the ones from A Scanner Darkly. I've been staying with my mother recently, and in the dream, I remember thinking that my mother had brought the bugs, and I felt the need to both get out of the house and wash my hair, so I wanted to find a lake or river to bathe in.

Last night's:
I was taking part in the running of a game show and sort of watching it at the same time, it was in my house somehow but in there was what looked like a smallish PE hall. This game show included various primates as contestants, mostly apes I do believe. There were two games that seemed to swap and change but still called the same game, one was where it was shot-put based and the primate had to throw a thing as far as they could to hit another thing. Somehow I recognised EVERYTHING as if it had happened before and knew that the bonobo on the far right would win. The other game was people were on one end of the track making orders for things on the phone and if they got turned down somehow the primate had to run to the phone and smash it, it was a race of sorts I think.
The contestants seemed to consist of mostly chimps, maybe a gorilla with a couple of either gibbons or monkeys, an orangutan with mega long arms and a bonobo that looked like they were wearing eyeliner for some reason.
I'm not usually one for seeing primates on telly as performers but I assessed everything and gave it the OK since the apes wanted to be there and were behaving themselves.

All sorts of stuff was happening that escapes me, I know it includes the apes doing game show stuff then summat happened when it got cancelled half way through and the apes disappeared. I was looking for them and wanted to show to carry on because I wanted to see how it went at the end and didn't yet see the bonobo throw the thing the farthest. There were vans outside carrying the primates and I tried to get the drivers to bring them back out. There is so much imagery to this dream that is hard to verbalise and there is so much missing that was an important part of the plot, all I know is that is involves bonobos at some point.
I think the primates did make it back to the set but I forget so much after that and it's bugging me because there was so much cool imagery!

I had a dream the other night, I was going to a gig to see the Rolling Stones, but two things were odd.
1. They were fronted by Robert Plant instead of Mick Jagger
2. The gig was taking place in the concourse of the East Stand at St James' Park. Not the stadium itself, but the concourse where the toilets, burger kiosks, betting points and bars are.

Then the support act didn't turn up, so they're trying to find a replacement support group. Several Newcastle United players walk in and are asked, and Fabricio Coloccini says, "No, we must train, but Steve Harper will do it"

The dream ended there.

By the way, the Steve Harper referred to is the Newcastle United goalkeeper, not the Canadian Prime Minister.

This morning's:
Much of this has also disappeared from my memory. I know it involves my family, some girls with long blonde hair, glasses and frail looks and another kid. It was a school disco sort of thing and kids were standing in rows of 3 for a sort of pageant style competition. In the row in front of me stood my sister, the blonde frail kid and the other kid, I was making comments about the frail kid, I think they were neutral-good but not too sure. Loads of other stuff ensued then I was in an open top car with my family and the two girls and their dog. There was something important going on but much of it is impossible to verbalise. At some later point we were in a hospital and their oldish dog had just been ill but now seemed a lot better, yet the hospital were talking about putting him down and I though WTF???? HE WAS RECOVERING!! ! Apparently being old warranted this treatment, I tried to put it off the best I could but I don't think I succeeded and the frail blonde kid was obviously upset. Then in that very same hospital there was an old man lying in bed, he was smiley and upbeat yet his family were saying it was time for him to die and things to that affect. Then these words came to me as either a poster or a video "you wouldn't do that to your relatives so why do that to your pets?" I was then spending the rest of that dream thinking of good PSA ideas. I woke up thinking "wow..."

There was a disco with a lot of people. And by a lot, I mean a LOT...

...not. It was really empty.

This belly-dancer my age came up to me. She was quite attractive, and decided right away to glomp and passionately kiss me. Next thing you know, BAM. She disappeared and my gravity was somehow rotated to 180 degrees. I proceeded to move a certain gear to autopilot, which forcefully yelled me out of the disco and into a supersonic flight at normal gravity. I felt I was in more danger than I really was, and so naively crash-landed into an inception. It was entirely my mistake, though, so it somehow didn't even affect me. I noticed a teetering clock tower far away, and decided to jump into a spy train heading toward it.

Green pigs infested this train without me knowing. I decided to blast 'em with an illusion and be done with it. This opened a hole in the train, which I climbed out of. Just before the train got into the George Washington Tunnel, I jumped onto a powerful spring that boosted me to the top of the tunnel arch - 4096 kilometers per hour upward. I watched as the problem came into clearer view: oversized cannonballs with eerie faces were being fired at the tower. Surmising there were innocent people inside the assailed clock tower, I ground some long cables and eventually reached the clock tower. I entered from the bottom floor, and heard some nasty laugh. Whoever was behind this, I needed to see.

One long, Sonic-like platforming session to the top later, the villain made a quick getaway. The villain was piloting Eggman's ship, but it wasn't Eggman itself. All I saw was a bit of the back of a pirate hat. I couldn't see who it was before the dream ended.

I had a dream recently that kind of freaked me out. Me and a group of people were going into some building, and to get into the building we had to scan these little ID card type things. Everyone in front of me scanned in ok, but when it was my turn my card didn't work. The lady watching the scanner told me to wait, and returned with two guys in suits (for some reason I strapped a scuba tank to my back while I was waiting). They took me to what looked like an opera house, except the walls were really high, and the room was filled with blue lights. There was a balcony built into the wall to my right about half-way up, and three people in black robes walked onto it. They told me I was on trial for murder, and that they had already found me guilty, and that I would be executed. I asked to see the evidence (since I knew I was innocent), but they refused to show it to me. Specifically, they asked "why should we show it to you? What do you know of the law?". Eventually, I broke down, said I was innocent, and admitted that I was afraid to die. Then, in front of me, I saw a large group of people on the stage. At first they were playing croquet, but soon they started hitting each other with the mallets and eating each other's flesh. Then, some lady gave me a questionnaire to fill out and mail back in, and told me I was free to go.

I always have these kind of dreams - Going to see some no-mark bands, and then having someone like OASIS on the bill. Liam seemed a bit disdainful of me though when I tried to get close to him, meh.

in the last weird dream that I had... my computer had a health bar and I was looking at stuff on the internet when suddenly I got a computer virus and all I could do was watch as the health slowly drained from my computer. when it dropped to zero I revived it with a 1-up mushroom then continued looking at stuff on the internet.

i dreamed this morning a dream which was based on what i was subconsciously hearing on the TV.
there was a show on called "meet the amish", and in that show, there are 4 amish people who go to london to experience life that they have never known.

there was one amish girl who's voice had a very soothing tone to it, and i dreamed i was in america, and i was somehow living in her family, and they were enthralled by me (because of mainly my accent). everything i said was accepted by them and they were very trusting and nice and she was there (and she was not in london like she was in the show).

i felt more at home there than i do in australia, and it made me want to go to live there, but after i woke up i realized that it was just a dream. they seemed so open and accepting that i could envision myself actually revealing my inner world to them.

people in australia need to know you are the "full quid" as it were, but that family seemed to understand that i was talking from a stunted affliction of my soul, and they were happy to accept me.

i liked that dream, but now i am back in wakeful reality and proceeding as normal.

i regularly seem to have dreams where i end up being bullied by people close to me. sometimes i end up sleep-crying:/. can't be good can it

who is close to you?
how can they bully you?
you do not seem insecure or paranoid to me.
i can see you have a unique mind, and i wonder whether you are forced to question it.
i very much understand your utterances and i think they are very smart.

no need to answer. i probably will not be able to reply to anything deep, so relax, and there is no need to respond to my questions. i am intelligently stupid and i can not be serious often.

if you cry in your sleep then i guess that is quite bad. i am very relaxed when i sleep. i have humerous dreams. i hope you can work out what is wrong.

usually my family but last night i dreamt the people at work all turned against me. they're close in the sense that i see them frequently. i remember having dreams like this since i was little and they've always left me feeling quite disturbed.
crying in my sleep makes me sound mental doesn't it

i'm insecure and paranoid

why do you always tell people not to answer, are you worried you wont have a response or just not that interested. does being addressed stress you out

my batteries are flat. i really am like the b9 robot. with the little charge i have left, i will say that i did not know you were sensitive to other peoples opinions of you. i have read your comments every time i see them, and i thought you had a kind of "gay abandon" about you. many of your comments are seriously funny, and they seem to be said in the vein that you do not care if they are understood. i think you have an exceptional sense of humour and you are also pretty and i did not know you felt unsure of yourself.

i do not know why you said that to me. i have never made fun of you. if you cry in your sleep then you feel things that i did not know you feel. i do not consider the fact that you are sad to be a thing to make fun of. if i was there when you are crying i could probably not help, but i would try. i see you as a very nice person, and i would do anything i can to make you not cry....but i am a primitive thinker and i have not the social intelligence that others here have. it does not mean i do not care. i actually feel bad that i am so far behind when you say things like that.


i can not comment on that because i have no idea what to say. stupid me huh?



i am very simple compared to the other members here like vigilans and tea earl grey hot and hyperlexian etc. i do not want people to waste their time on preparing an answer for me that i can only respond to in a simple way. i am not deep and wise. i do not want to hog anyone's attention if they think they will benefit from framing a reply to me, because i can not give them the same level of comfort or advice that other people can.

i do want to say what i think, but i do not want to attract people into my stark domain of sterile mental reality.

i like you lots, and if that matters then it does. if it does not matter then i will just sail on.

aww this post is one of the nicest things to be said to me on here(: Or infact anywhere for a while probably. thank you

i like you lots too

and i'm quoting it so you can't delete

you don't have to reply

I swear, I'm not that complicated!! I probably have an instruction manual somewhere

more wild animals acting tame around me. I petted a wolf. It was a stormy, beautiful sky. I was outside to get away from a gathering; though all my dreams are silent. no talking, even when people show up. Usually dead people show up which is really annoying since there are all sorts of (dead) issues. So after the wolf left, I went back inside and there was still a bunch of people which upset me so much I woke up.