What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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In another dream that also featured my NT girlfriend, we were running again only this time, my late father showed up driving a limousine and asked me "Who's this girl? She looks familiar." I said, "How did you find us?" My late father said back, "Just get in." We obliged and my late father drove us to what appeared to be a beautiful resort overlooking a forest. After we got out, my late father said "You are safe now." He closed the limousine and drove off.

In reality, my NT girlfriend and I met in childhood, but we reconnected only a few years back in 2011. Also in reality, I'm glad that she lives with a roommate far away from me and my family. My sister does know about me having a girlfriend, but they will only meet face-to-face whenever they both feel that they are ready.

I dream about aliens. There's a group of them that I always seem to end up associating with, we are familiar to each other as I dream of them often. Lately I've been using their library. It's constantly updating itself as our knowledge and our civilization progresses. Everything I want to know about Earth and our Moon is kept in this one section. Everyone else (the other patrons) are almost invisible. That's so we don't distract each other, it is after all an (intergalactic) library.
Melle

^^^welcome to WP, Melle

A few weeks ago I dreamed that Barack Obama, MC Hammer, Martin Luther King, and an unidentified Black man were all standing on my dresser and doing mime stuff. It was really frightening, because their sudden movements were unpredictable. They would be completely still like mannequins, then make quick robotic movements that were intimidating. At one point all 4 of them jumped off the dresser and onto the floor, and I had to force my dream to end, because it was too scary. I woke up with my heart pounding.

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^^^^i'm wondering how that dream is commenting on black life and racial relations in America?

I consult my dream journal and found I wrote something around 5am yesterday, I'd been waiting outside this apartment in a greyed out dingy hallway with high backed crimson chairs and dodgy looking folks loitering and eyeing me real carefully, I somehow knew I was waiting for my buddy to deal them some heroin, buddy comes out (whoever he is even though he's apparently my dream buddy, top hat wearing lanky fellow with a jittery walk) and we take the lift down and I push a button and get out waving to him, then I go strolling into this enchanting meadow with long pristine grass blades with sparkling dew drops and pink and purple butterflies flitting here and there, I try to take a picture of a red one that comes and flutters past, but I'm focusing on a distant river bend instead, then I give up and plough out of the deep grass and head past a charming pub and by the side of this these boisterous kiddies are smacking a hockey puck to one another, I instinctively duck as I knew it was gonna hurtle my way, it shatters on a wall behind me that wasn't there before, then I start yelling at them but wake up, and my actual arm was mid-swiping above me lol.

^^^my, that is some dream!

Indeed!

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Ya, I'm weird like that...

I had a dream last night that I wanted to move away with a friend (not one of my close friends, but a casual friend) to Ohio and then we got there, it turned out that Ohio was missing and for some reason was replaced with Texas. It made no sense.

I had this dream last night that I was in this museum/zoo/community center, but the building's furnace was starting to overheat and would explode so everyone had to get out! The building was packed, and lots of people were in a panic so it was hard to escape. But me and about five others found an door leading to the basement so we went in there and found and old fire tunnel, we took it and found ourselves coming out near a construction site near the base of the hill that the building had sat on. We made it out just in time to look back and see the explosion. Dozens of innocent lives...gone. Of the six of us, I was the oldest. Within minutes the very egocentric mayor showed up to talk to us "brave survivors". Somehow, but I'm not exactly sure how, I knew that the whole explosion had been set up, but to what end I am not sure...

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Ya, I'm weird like that...

I dreamt that I was outside my tin can and the sky was strangely bright yellowish yet overcast at the same time. all the grass was dead and it was hot, and I could hear loud marching band music all the way out to the street, and it turned out I'd left the doors and windows open so my stereo was blasting my stereo's music out into the neighborhood, so I hurried back and shut the windows and doors only thing in the interim somebody had transformed the inside of my place into a zoo of some kind, there was a big glassed in cage with animals milling about within, and sawdust and grass on the inside along with lots of insects including big black scaly bees that I killed upon encountering, with a blue wet rag I had in my hand.

All of my dreams are random as hell, so here's my most recent one from the night before last.

I was at Chuck E. Cheese's, and my parents and this girl from my music class in college whom I have a crush on was with me. (I haven't been to Chuck E. Cheese's in over 5 years, and why I would go there with my crush is beyond me! I found a jar of tokens in my closet 2 weeks ago, so that must be why.) I remember playing skeeball briefly, and then the girl and my parents were heading over to the back of the place where the stage and party tables are, and there was this red train ride. I followed them, but they had already boarded the train and left through the curtains. I waited and another train came. I got in, but I couldn't put my head straight up because the roof of the train was low, so I had to bend my head forward. I'm 6'3" tall, so this is a common problem for me. The train left through the curtains and was traveling in my backyard. My yard is pretty high up from the street, so the train took a drop and I hit my head really hard on the ceiling. This little blond girl was sitting next to me. She asked me my name, and I asked her how old she was, and she said she was 7 years old, even though she looked more like 15. Then she kept talking to me as the train was traveling all around my neighborhood, and her voice kept getting louder and louder until she was practically shouting in my ear. I tried to move a way, but couldn't. This went on for a while, and then I finally woke up.

^^^^^us tall folk oughta stick together