What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I fell asleep watching the golf tournament (imagine that!) before Webb Simpson started winning and dreamed that Graeme McDowell won and that he and Jim Furyk were having a press conference/award dinner at the country club and that some people from work were going and they for some strange reason invited me. I wasn't going to go but someone loaned me this awesome dress that's not at all like what I usually wear, so I went anyway. I was worried about my husband thinking I was having an affair because I did something unexpected and spontaneous and dressed up for it. I was lurking around hiding from the crowds and overheard somebody talking about poisoning Graeme McDowell, so I overcame my shyness and burst into the dining room and snatched away his plate just in time. Then for some reason I had to play volleyball in the gown and heels, and I'm terrible at sports and cringe when objects come flying at me, so I was laughed out of the event. Then I couldn't find my car in the parking lot, and when I found it, I got lost in a strange city in the dark with all these neon lights and signs on the side of the road.

The other night, I dreamt that my mum's half-brother and his girlfriend took me to a newly-opened cinema at a nearby supermarket. My mum's half-brother bought a cheeseburger using a gift token, then vomited all over the seat in front of me. After that, I went back to my hometown to visit my grandfather, but it turned out that he was now living in a long caravan. And I mean really, really long - I almost got lost inside.

Today's dream was very scary!

The dream was weird itself, I was out at night and got mugged. I gave them my valuables and tried to defuse the situation, but they weren't happy with that, took out a knife and it was on. All my violent dreams usually end before something actually happens, but there I actually got to experience the fight. I had to dodge that guy several times, and was getting the upper hand when I woke up. And there it gets really scary.

When I woke up, I saw a guy from my half-closed eyes. he was standing on my bed directly above me in a straddled position so his legs were at either side of my body, and he seemed to be looking at me making no noise and trying to ascertain whether he had woken me up or not. And there I was sleepy and very scared, trying to make it appear I was asleep and watching his every move, he just stood there. It was like that for around 5 seconds, where I got it together and crunched, punching the figure in the crotch. Then it got blurry, I flailed again at it's general direction, this time without trying to hit any part in particular, and then it disappeared completely, leaving nothing. After that I was just not sleepy anymore, so much adrenaline!

Now now... can that be named an hallucination?

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that IS scary
i had a nonsensical sort of dream about me working the night shift in a hospital labor and delivery ward, and after all the babies were delivered for the night, i put on an overcoat over my hospital scrubs and went out back to the hospital service vehicle parking lot, got in a van and proceeded to drive off of the hospital grounds towards an exurban neighborhood that i was familiar with in the dream. i had to drive this lumbering van over poorly lit lombard street-like steep switchbacks and could barely keep the van on the road. finally i arrived at a run-down service vehicle depot that was part junkyard and part parking lot for seldom-used and almost forgotten service vehicles like airporter vans and cargo haulers/trucks and such. i parked the van and proceeded to clamber back over the drivers seat, over the back seat into the cargo area, where i found underneath a platform, two black cloth tote bags full of somebody's prescription drugs, narcotics in ridiculously huge vials, each roughly 3 inches wide and 10 inches tall, and they were chock full of pills and capsules of various types. then suddenly out of the corner of my vision i saw two men wearing dark clothing approaching the van so i somehow hid the two bags under my overcoat and stealthy slid out of the back of the van while the two men got in up front. they were discussing something else and not noticing their stash of drugs was missing, if indeed it was theirs to begin with. then i somehow ended up back at the hospital and it was the end of my shift in the morning, and i had to walk down endless hallways to get to the employee parking lot where i parked, only i took a wrong exit and had to double back around the whole hospital to get to my car, but before i could reach the car i ended up in another patient recovery ward, where i met a former coworker who saw my drugs and worried that i should just put 'em back. then i awoke.

I had a dream I was teaching my cousin how to use some of the things on his tractor so he could learn all the tricks for when he buys his own farm. Except he was still with his ex who we all hated. I showed him how to use the different attachments and when I was showing him the large field mower a rock kicked up and hit his ex girlfriend and killed her. The investigation said it was a malfunction from the company and no one went to jail and the company paid the ex's family next to nothing. Like what she was.

Ironically I had a similar dream when I was 10 when a teacher aid I had who looked like one was pregnant (but was just a fictional dream character) and would not be back for the rest of the year. She came over to see us with her son who loves them to show him one of the tractors he had started playing with it like nothing would happen but he accidentaly started it. I couldn't do anything since I only could drive the lawn tractor then so I was of course showingoff on it. When she saw her son was charging to her she jumped out of his way and on the side where the grass comes out and a rock hit her in the stomach and the unborn baby was killed and the doctor told her to go back to work.

I was hacking up a zombie with a machete. My mom was horrified at what I was doing.

I dreamed my sister and I were driving to McDonalds at night and as a prank I ordered the food from the back seat with her in the passenger side. Somehow...driving by placing my arms on the wheel from the back while she put the car in park. We got the food, which consisted of a huge pack of fries (100 fries to be exact) and some other food I cannot remember. We started going down the freeway home and I tried crawling back into the driver's seat from the back but my sister opposed this and kept calling me names and insulting me. I got into the front but not before the car swerved through several lanes and flipped, then miraculously was right back up. We were also in front of the hospital so I drove there in an effort to avoid cops that I insisted were chasing me.

Then the dream gets really weird. These brutish men, one consisting of a guy with a short brown beard, medium build, dressed as a cop start looking for me. I'm terrified of them because they want to kidnap me and everyone works for them. I finally make my way to the carport where there is a crowd of terrifying looking.."other" brutish men. Some look like they are from a motorcycle gang, wearing leather jackets and I notice one who is very tall, about 40 or 50, with a bright blonde beard and hair. He has needles sticking out of his head, like Pinhead from Hellraiser, but he's "alive" and has a malicious grin. I run to him for help, trusting him and implore him for help, informing him of my situation. More bikers come out...except they really make the needle guy look normal. One is a quadrupedal human in black leather that slithers and moves his body in a way I can't describe. His face, teeth, skin, hands, and arms are all painful to see, let alone touch. Pieces of sharp glass, nails and coarse sand are his skin and his head splits open in 3 parts, revealing a banana shaped maw full of razor sharp teeth. "He" pins me to a wall and extends his jaw and body to my hand, you see he can also manipulate his whole body into a mass of coarse material that can rub skin right off. I wiggle away from his direction as much as I can but he grazes my hand, causing it to blood profusely. Afterwards his reverts to his previous form and everyone says that he "accepts" me. The bad guys show up on the other side of the car port, with guns.

I try to run away from the crossfire but a caricature of Hulk Hugan suddenly appears, towering before me, he's 8 feet tall. He easily picks me up then rapes me, while making funny quips. Throughout the whole affair I'm sort of shocked and numb. I feel a sense of distinct grossness. Then I wake up.

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What a horrible nightmare,

I had a dream this morning that I was teaching Barack Obama how to play Persona 3 Portable. ...chalk one up for the Whiskey Tango Foxtrot list.

i had a dream last time i slept that i was watching the news, and there was breaking news that 2 ocean liners had collided head on in the middle of the pacific ocean. in my dream i immediately found it amusing because i wondered how such an avoidable blunder could be committed by not one, but two captains of 100,000+ tonne ships.

that was not yet sufficient to wake me (because i was seriously tired), and the next scenario in my dream was that the report further said that the accident happened at 2:20 pm and the weather in the vicinity of the collision was calm and sunny.

(precedent information for my final sentence): i read a lot of the NTSB's reports on aircraft accidents, and there was an accident in florida where a lockheed L1011 (jumbo sized) airplane crashed into the everglades because the entire crew was distracted by the fact that a cheap 20cent light bulb was questionable (not working?) in the cockpit, and none of them monitored their location or altitude during their extended deliberations they were having regarding the light bulb (nose gear locked lightbulb) (they could have requested a fly by and ground based visual inspection but they crashed into a swamp while they were crankily vying with each other in their ideas about the 20 cent bulb) .


i imagined the captains of the 2 ships to be each concerned with trivial tasks at the time of the accident. for example, the captain of ship 1 was trying to analyse and fix a defective toaster in the bridge kitchenette for more than 30 minutes (with the whole bridge crew trying to butt in with their ideas), and the captain of ship 2 who applies his attention to why there is no hot water in the bridge toilet room's hand basin, and all the bridge crew are focused on it to the exclusion of anything else.

and then "BANG" to the maximum, and the stupid expressions on the captains faces at that instant would be so hilarious for me to see, that that is when i woke up, and i went to the toilet and went back to bed and had no more dreams that i can remember.


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I didn't have this dream, my sister did actually.

She dreamt she had a gun and was shooting at a phone; which freaked both me and my mom out. She heard someone {a woman, but she didn't know who it was} screaming on the phone, she hung up and began shooting at the phone.

I was being tortured with bayonets by soldiers with clown faces. This stuff happens every time I eat Thai food.

I can't recall any recent dreams lately, but I do remember some of them. Here's one:

I was living at one of our old homes, and it was night. I remember wearing a pjyamas and was going to sleep. But as I lay in bed, I notice that a part of the roof above was gone for some strange reason.

Later, a police helicopter arrives above the house with a policeman getting inside. He accused me for smuggling drugs, showing me why. My belly looked pretty deformed, and I realized that the drugs where inside there.

The next thing I remember after that, is that I was laying on a couch outdoors with a duvet on top of me. It was pretty cold, too.

Here's one:

I was watching TV with my sister and my mom, when a TV spot appeared for something I wrote. The TV spot mentioned all the positive reviews one could think of such as:

"{Name of Actor's performance} is worthy of an Oscar nomination..." says {name of newspaper or magazine.}

"{Names of Actresses} will blow your mind!" says {name of another magazine or newspaper.}

The more TV spots we saw, the more angry my my mom and my sister became at me and the more extreme their insults directed at me became.

I had a dream where I was at summer camp with a friend. We went to a store and found really tasty candy shaped like the Powerpuff Girls. We decided to split the cost and share the candy, but after we bought it she tried to eat all of it. For some reason we had a huge fight about that.