What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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My dreams are logically inconsistent, in fact i got so used to this that in a dream of mine (wich I dont remember much about) I actualy became aware of dreaming within the dream, and imediatly woke up. Truly one of the weirdest feelings I have ever had.

^^^THAT is a lucid dream!

i dreamt i was at college at night taking evening courses, it was pitch black outside, no stars or moon in the sky, only the limited-area illumination of the night lights broke the gloom. the campus was crowded with the typically truculent supporters of a typically truculent pol in the news these days, in full cry, their barbaric yawp echoing between the buildings. one young woman took one look at me from a distance and said "we're gonna GET you!" i whispered an epithet at her expense and she hollered back at me, "i HEAR YOU! you better watch out!" i walked into an auditorium and took a seat, waiting for the professor to come in but he never showed. instead, a bunch of the aforementioneds came in, all dressed in black, and filled the place. i was also dressed in black like they were, but they glared at me with hatred in their piercing red eyes. one by one they started piping up at me, threatening me, criticizing everything about my appearance and bearing, telling me i didn't belong there even though i was a student there. after a while i said to hell with it and got up to leave and they got up also and tried to block my path so i ran out of there with them chasing me and throwing stuff at me and screaming curses at me. then i awoke.

I was dreaming that my GF and I were at a karoake bar watching our deceased fathers singing a duet to our moms who are still alive. My mom hated their singing, but my GF's mom was cheering in delight. After they finished, my GF's mom told my mom to "lighten up", but it turned into a bar fight. Our late fathers walked off of the stage, tried to intervene, but to no avail. The dream ended with them sitting at the bar drinking diet soda.

I have no idea what our dads were singing, but I think it may have been this very romantic song.

I dreamt that my mother had died.

I don't remember the details or how she died. But there was a huge feeling of desperation and bitterness. In the dream I thought 'fantastic. Now I am a full orphan at 23.'

As I woke up it took a while to realise it hadn't really happened. But it also reminded me that one day, she WILL die.

Worst dream in a while or ever.

when I was really young at the end of each single dream I woke up (dreaming that I woke up) and near my pillow there was a cookie. But the moment I tried to grab the cookie I would wake up for real and get disapointed.

I dreamt I was on the street outside my house, walking towards the main road with a couple of other people. Something causes me to look up, and I catch a glimpse of Superman flying low overhead before he disappears. I exclaim "[expletive], it's Superman" and grab someone by the arm to get their attention. We run to outside the local church where a handful of other superheroes were clustered around someone, in a circle facing outwards, all looking to the skies.

A structure is impacted and dust pours over the circle. When it clears, I can see a pink- and cape-clad hero shielding the person in the middle. They stand stand (and now appears a little like Magneto), turns, looks up to the sky and takes off slowly.

I was walking down an unfamiliar city street at evening dusk, and saw some kids huddled together in a yard of a private day care, together with their teacher who had a look of worry on her face, there were cops guarding them, they were behind a white picket fence but locked out because the boss of the place did not like the teacher, was a religious fundamentalist who wanted her to get back together with her abusive husband who was pacing on the sidewalk next to the place, and I walked to the right in order to avoid that scene and reached the corner of an intersection where I saw a white table with human feces on it, rather large ones, and was disgusted and immediately set out to get some paper towels to clean it off but was confronted by the abusive husband who chased me away, he was compactly constructed with wiry reddish blond hair, thick and trimmed short, with a crazy angry expression on his face, who kept trying to chest bump me and I backed away as I kept kicking him in the chest to get him off of me which made him angrier and angrier, saying to me "take me, you little $#!+!" then I awoke.

I dreamt I was in a doctor's office complaining of aches/ouches in spots on my left foot sole as well as the inner aspect of my left knee. while I was looking at him palpating my sore foot, with his other hand he grabbed a #11 blade and jabbed it into the sore spot in my left knee- OOOOUUUUWWWWWCCCHHH!! !! !! that woke me up.

I'll just spit out what I remember off the top of my head. One of my weekly grisly specials! I was blundering around the top of this kinda disproportionately towering frozen tundra, it was flat and skeletal and sparse but it was so bloody high up I could sense the clouds whirling around us even though there were none swirling above the actual ''corridor of tundra'' I'll deem it, like the sides were just insanely brutal, straight up, straight down, no care for blending into the wider dreamscape... half arsed brain slacking from my usual high quality dreamcamouflage.

There was a churning river the colour of soured steel, it wasn't harbouring any useful boats and never deviated from it's imaginative straight course, simply served the prim purpose of carving this slab in the centre. I could tell it was a dream but I went along with it and made the mistake of thinking hmm what the hell could be up here, a frost troll (yeah too much skyrim). I was with some guy from a long term creative project I work on, I know him well and we explore every few weeks, we were both bundled up in furry coats and squinting against the wind, I could feel THAT, I couldn't feel the snow or hear it, my senses are always flickering in and out selectively in dreams. Yeah even though I was half lucid I couldn't force myself to focus on specific senses. Anyway, we're looking for something via a handheld device of conveniently generic sorts, it has a radar and there's a neon green splotch we're homing in on (we were in a city prior to this but I saw some mountains between two apartment blocks and pointed and we zoomed our merry way there complete with these cosy coats).

We shuffle forward a bit more atop this block of shimmering snow, then blasting up out of the snow to no surprise as I had it in store for myself already, a freaking frost troll, arms unlovingly outstretched, livid and feral snarl practically prancing out of his deformed skull and he has white bulbs where his beautiful eyeballs oughta be, before we dive into the river (also don't feel any negative temp from that, maybe it WASN'T cold, in a dream why should it be, I could feel the sloppy syrupy swell of the water after all), he throttles me and I can see little jagged black lightning daggers pulsing when his miserable face, full of wavering slime entrails up close (looked more like an insectoid who'd been covered in glue then dipped in a cat basket) is right next to mine, I ended up squeezing his damn corrupted eye-excuses and they like burst and dissolved in my grip lol, my companion ditched me but I crushed the tundra trolls no-eyes so it was all good.

I dreamed that I [or someone who looked rather like me] was taken by car [in the back middle passenger seat] by a vaguely defined man and woman. The other me was sort of catatonic, just blankly staring ahead at nothing, but she got rescued by someone who looked slightly like my mum [on the left passenger side of the car], someone who is dear to me [on the right passenger side], someone who looked a little like one of my uncles [driving], and someone else who was even more vaguely defined [in the front passenger seat]. We escaped by hiding in the middle of a traffic jam in what seemed to be downtown Toronto. Huh???? Any ideas, auntblabby?

Traffic
To dream that you are in traffic signifies the frustrations that you are experiencing in your life. Things are not going as smoothly as you would like it to. You feel stuck at where you are in life.
To see traffic in your dream indicates the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Sometimes you feel like you are just going with the flow. Things have become too routine.
Car
To dream that you are driving a car denotes your ambition, your drive and your ability to navigate from one stage of your life to another. Consider how smooth or rough the car ride is. If you are driving the car, then you are taking an active role in the way your life is going. However, if you are the passenger, then you are taking a passive role. If you are in the backseat of the car, then it indicates that you are putting yourself down and are allowing others to take over. This may be a result of low self-esteem or low self-confidence. Overall, this dream symbol is an indication of your dependence and degree of control you have on your life.
Carjack
To dream that you have been carjacked suggests that you have lost your direction in life. You feel that circumstances in your life has lead you on a different course.
Uncle
To see your uncle in your dream represents some aspect of your family heritage and trait. It also symbolizes new ideas and emerging awareness. Consider the idiom "say uncle" to mean surrender or admit defeat.
Mother
To see your mother in your dream represents the nurturing aspect of your own character. Mothers offer shelter, comfort, life, guidance and protection. Some people may have problems freeing themselves from their mothers and are thus seeking their own individuality and development.
Father or the lack thereof-
To dream that your father is out of the picture indicates that you feel adrift and/or indicates that you need to be cautious in your daily affairs.

I dreamed I was in a version of a local shop. A former colleague was there and we (myself, my mum and someone I can't remember) found him on the floor. He'd been stung by a bee and he was dying from it. Like all dreams I have, I didn't really have a response, I was just like, 'Oh, it's Karl' and then he died.
Initially I'd forgotten what I dreamed about, but I was actually in the shop today and I saw a shop assistant with facial hair like Karl's, and I remembered it!

That was my second dream with an insect this week. Earlier I dreamed I left the front door open and a mosquito got in, and everybody was shouting at me because someone was going to get bitten and it was my fault. Again, I didn't really respond in the dream, I just said I didn't do it on purpose.

i dreamt i was in a sumptuous large bungalow in a valley at the base of a mountain, i looked out a living room window up at the mountain which had two freeways going in opposite directions one above the other about midway up, they were packed with bumper to bumper high-speed traffic. i explored the property, saw it was in a hot part of the world, possibly Australia yet i kept thinking it was also in a local city. strange. anyways, in the backyard were well-trimmed topiary and a close-cut thick lawn a bit starved of water. there was a large wide tree with overhanging branches which on the lowest ones had a plumbing system attached to them which emitted cooling mist, above a large white round table and comfy chairs. i saw the proprietor of the place, a compact man in khaki, open a sliding glass door and walk inside the house, and i followed him. he was a genial fellow about 10 years older than me, and my ex was in the house also. everything was in a plum/burgundy and polished blond walnut motif. thick lavender carpeting, padded abundantly, was all around. the furniture was top-drawer and well-constructed, the couches quite comfortably supportive. i had my own room inside this house, and i was tired so i went to bed and brushed my teeth while lying down in bed, then went to take a shower and when i returned there was another bed in the room and my ex and the man were in it. then the heater [forced air via vents in the floor] turned on it emitted a white oily smoke and the proprietor shut it down quickly. then he turned on the a/c ventilation. he walked up to me in bed, stroked my hair and talked to me about the heater malfunctioning and apologizing, while affectionately stroking my hair. ex was in the bed next to me, then she morphed into a version of my mother and had me haul a heavy chair up stairs, which with my ailing back i attempted to do, very slowly. i was huffing and puffing and the man gently chided her for having me do this. then i awoke.

Not really one of my weirdest dreams, but the other night I dreamed that I was elected President and was moving into the White House.

In the dream, my wife (whoever that was) and I were unloading our rented moving trailer and carrying furniture into the white house and up a flight or two of stairs.

I wish I could have a dream where I had a wife.