What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I guess I just trust my internal clock to wake me up. I'm fine when it comes to wake up, but getting out of bed is the difficult part.
I thought that my cyborg hero dream meant that I wanted freedom from all of the noise and business and technology all around me. It's got to the point where I fantasize about the country and green places a lot of the time now.
I had an even weirder dream last night. I was with my dad at the library at night for some reason and I looked out the window and I saw myself in the parking lot with my hand outstretched and a White Admiral butterfly on my fingertips. I made my dad follow me outside and I said something like 'I saw it so it has to be this way'. I stretched out my arm but a bird [that might have been a dove, but I'm not sure] landed on my fingers instead. Then we ended up at some sort of playground and found all sorts of old artifacts and belongings in the dirt [which was oddly wet] from the people who had lived there, and we even found the remains of a children's book.

I once read in a book about dreams that was made for teenagers that seeing a pig in my dream is not a good thing even if I like them, both on and off the dinner table. So I guess it's not good that I even had a tiny and adorable pet pig, so tiny I had it in a small container with holes punched in the lid.

I read in that book it's supposed to mean you think someone is being a pig, not in a good way obviously, or that you're being "pig-headed". I thought the book was real nonsense.

Pigs are much smarter and more interesting than most people give them credit for, unfortunately.

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I dreamt I was at work [my last job in the hospital] and a bully coworker was teamed with a new hire for training so I was temporarily a fifth wheel, so I wandered outside the hospital in the downtown city streets of some place that was a mélange of other cities I've lived in including my actual hometown of Tacoma Wa. i left the hospital via backways that went through adjoining buildings including some kind of store that was just closing and locking its doors, somehow that last part escaped my notice. by now i was dragging around with me several bags full of stuff including a rolling device that for some reason i was not using to haul this stuff around. then after wandering a while and encountering a smattering of tourists, i tried to get back to work only i was suddenly lost without a clue as to how to get back to the hospital. i wandered the streets and eventually ran into a male cop who suddenly morphed into a female tourist who then morphed into a black fella who just walked away from me when i asked them to help me get back to work. but i followed him as he walked away and suddenly i found myself in a familiar area inside the hospital, and i ran for the elevators and pushed the third floor button but for some reason the elevator zoomed up to the 15th floor [the hospital i worked in only had 8 floors], then some people got in and out as the elevator leisurely made its way back down to the ground floor. it also by that time morphed into a small room with windows [some shuttered and some curtained] and hanging potted plants and several doors that didn't look like elevator doors but were made of wood. i pushed third floor again and it went to the second floor and then i decided i didn't wanna take any more chances with this thing so i got out on the second floor and zigzagged through other departments including x-ray, before i found a staircase that took me to the third floor, and by this point i was dragging from fatigue. i came back just in time for shift change so i laid low until my shift had all left. then i went into the locker room where i found some woman [in a man's locker room] changing into scrubs, and i opened my bag and aside from the rolling device i found garbage including a bucket with some orange stuff in it that looked like cake icing, and i threw it into the trash, and when i did that the woman in there exclaimed to me, "I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE THROW ORANGE STUFF INTO THE TRASH!" and i asked her why she said that, and she just left.

I dreamt that my sister told my crush that I liked them, and they went insane and tied me to a chair and cut all my veins one by one with a blunt knife until I bled to death. That was so scary! And when I was 6, I dreamt that a dozen flying robots were trying to eat me

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Veins
To see your veins in your dream represent a challenge that will test your character and ability. The dream also suggests that you should not take things for granted, especially if they seem to come easily. To dream that you are hemorrhaging suggests loss of vitality, loss of faith in yourself, and lack of self-confidence. To dream that you have been stabbed signifies your struggle with power. You are experiencing feelings of inadequacy and defensiveness. To see a blade in your dream suggests that you are making some difficult and important decisions. You need to be able to make clear distinctions between your choices. It also indicates that you are walking on a thin line and need to balance aspects of your life carefully. To dream that you are wounded by a knife is symbolic of masculine or animalistic aggression. To see someone holding a knife in your dream suggests that you lack control or power in a situation or relationship. Alternatively, the person holding a knife in your dream may be symbolic of a dominant male figure in your waking life.
Robots
to see a dozen robots may mean you tend to view life mechanistically.

I wonder if there is anybody else here who has found that when they take sleeping pills that their dreams are all gone?

I don't know. The only medication I take is homeopathic. I had a dream last night that had something to do with a magical sort of Sherlock Holmes character. I liked it so much that I now have a character in my book like that.

I took melatonin for awhile, but it didn't really help me. Maybe it will help you!

^^^thank you I hope it will.

I dreamt the first one in a LONG TIME I was back in the 40s with orson welles, he was riding around in a huge one-wheeled powered motorcycle, which consisted of a regular motorcycle mounted inside of a rotating wire-frame wheel, and he persuaded me to get a smaller half-sized version for myself. and we were both riding around London on these weird motorized unicycles. now and then some guys would look at us with envy.

I dreamt I was in a Japanese-style mansion

Some woman had lost her ruby ring and after some concluding "Detective Conan" figured the ring wasn't in the room of investigation all along, but in the room next to it, as the ring had been kicked there.

Then it was me trying to sleep on the woodden floor in a very dim room.
There was this old deformed little guy with green-ish skin in the dark (a soultaker) trying to creep up on me with a small knife to reap my soul as I was falling asleep.
For whatever reason they can only take your soul while you're trying to fall asleep, not while awake or sleeping.
I could sense him, but when I looked he wasn't there.