[Closed] Weird Dreams

What does it mean

You fancy your Mom.

HTH, Sigmund

Are you with R Kelly?

I dream stuff while I'm asleep that I'd never even be able to imagine while I'm awake. Like the one where I'm driving round a snowy field in a bus, picking people up & dropping them off, interspaced by racing a bloke on an ice speedway bike.
I mean, WTF?

So you came out of the closet and went back in again?

I have no idea at all what this could mean.
🙂

So you came out of the closet and went back in again?

I have no idea at all what that could mean.

Makes you think....

😀

Are you with R Kelly?

Hmm, now you mention it, I think there was a Bridget involved...

The weirdest dream I ever had is not the dream itself, but the fact that I can remember fragments of hundreds if not thousands of them, by starting with one I remember clearly and going from there in a process of association. It's like all the dreams I ever had are stored in my mind and can be accessed through the right thought processes.

Anyone know what I'm talking about it? It's similar to just bog-standard memory I guess, but a bit different in that there feels like a form of connectivity between all of the dreams. Like they're stored in one big neuronal filing cabinet.

So you came out of the closet and went back in again?
I have no idea at all what that could mean.
Makes you think....

sticky sheets

Not if they were in the closet.

Did you see DrP or any ghosts in this dream?

We have a policy in our house that if my wife or I start recounting a dream, the other person is fully entitled to leave the room immediately with no further explanation

I've no idea but it's immigrants fault.

What does it mean

It means you were asleep. HTH.

I've been having lucid dreams lately. Ones where I suddenly realise, "hey, I'm dreaming!" and can take some degree of control over it, even being able to wake myself up.

Then I started dreaming that I was lying in bed having just woken up from a dream. That got a bit surreal. Wake up, get washed and dressed for work, then my alarm goes off for real and I'm thinking "I've got to get ready for work AGAIN and I've just done all that once!"

Less of the cheese

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Just woken up from another mad one...

Rachel Atherton kept digging up artifacts from ancient history, then drawing misleading pictures of them, putting adverts in the local paper to try and reduce my morale... there was something to do with squirrels and a joke taken the wrong way too.

The Queen would appear every now and again, throwing sharp and jagged precious stones with surprising strength and precision from the never ending supply on her crown. She'd then run off cackling 'you'll never take me alive'

In a round about scooby doo way, it turned out it was because she was jealous of my wheelbarrow, but was too shy to ask for a go.

More cheese than a beggars toes...

Just woke up from a quick power nap and I had the weirdest dream...

Your dream is about regret, missed opportunities but also fear of acceptance. Be prepared for a strong desire to own a porsche.

Lol you guys are weird

Have had some weird dreams but the only one I can he bothered to type is:

I let some naked hippies in the back door of our house, they came in and started shitting in their hands and shooting it down the bannisters.

I was young when I had this dream and it was very realistic quite scary!

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A wet one....

I had one where I was walking with some people, one of them this dark haired woman, with deep brown eyes. We were all loved up, but she was worried I wasn't over my ex... I woke up in the middle of this conversation and was trying desperately to work out who the hell she was. Nobody, thats who! my dream mind had completely made her up. So weird, dreams int they.

Are you with R Kelly?

No Im with R Barry 😆

I've really got to stop napping in the day...

latest one, same girl in 1st dream, turns out the whole reason she was winking at me was a set up. Though I had my suspiscions at the time, her constant winking had kinda hypnotized me, but it turned out she'd been kissing some hairy lad, who I was pretty friendly with, but someone had been working behind the scenes to turn us against each other, leading to all sorts of nasty squabbles.

As you can imagine, the Queen was looming in there too, with all her armies and whatnot and some dodgy guys making cathedrals and statues with compasses n stuff, hell bent on destroying the planet by selling weapons to Saudi Arabia.

There was something about a snake in a jar, that looked like David Cameron.

I'm just glad these are dreams and not real life!!

Weird Dreams was great...

I once dreamt me and the mrs were looking after our little one (4 months at the time.) She was being a bit of a nightmare, but when I looked in the pram, our baby was actually a tiny little President Hollande of France and it was perfectly acceptable.

Just woken up from another mad one...

Rachel Atherton kept digging up artifacts from ancient history

Gee's winners medals ❓

I had a weird dream last night where I had to smuggle a sizeable brown fish across a land border. I think it was a trout, and I decided in all my wisdom to plug it.

On crossing the border, and arriving at a very tall building where I was to hand over said brown fish, I discovered that I couldn't get it out. Much panic, as to what I needed to do, and a lot of concern as to how i was going to explain it to a hospital. I woke up before I had a solution.

Last night I had a really intense dream about the internet...

1st up, I had a nasty injury and woke up in what seemed like a hospital...I was laid out on a table, like you might imagine for an alien probing and these kooky and charming scientists from a website called Bluebike installed a chip in my head that allowed them to communicate with me.

To start with, it was all warm and supportive, helping me along with physio to overcome my injury and bringing light and laughter to a dire situation.

As things progressed, my actions profited Bluebike immensely, and I was happy to oblige, as they had been so supportive of me in times of need...

However, over time, things got increasingly dark and twisted, as unreasonable demands were placed on me and a campaign to bring me down was put into action. The Bluebike Programmers had decided that I'd served my purpose as a useful idiot and had to be decommissioned. They wanted me Munsoned.

It ended up like The Running Man, where I had to face all this nasty adversaries, before confronting the head programmer, who cowered away in a corner and said 'don't listen to the man behind the curtain'

The silly thing was, if the programmers had had a chat with me, instead of cowering behind the curtain, everything would've been fine.

In the end, we all cracked a beer and lived happily ever after.

So last night I dreamt I was Luke Skywalker... but you'll never guess who was Darth Vader, exerting dark influence on weak minds and twisting the cosmos into nasty shapes.

I'll give you a clue; in this instance it was not my actual father

Alexander Nix?

David icke

I had a really weird dream a while back that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

Pretty crazy eh!

john inman? I'm freeee.

I just had a waking dream. Somebody on this forum had started a thread about paying for sex. When I woke up, it wasn't there.

I just had a waking dream. Somebody on this forum had started a thread about paying for sex. When I woke up, it wasn't there.

Hallucination caused by too much Coke?

scotroutes - Member

I just had a waking dream. Somebody on this forum had started a thread about paying for sex. When I woke up, it wasn't there.

What wasn't there, the money?

I just had a waking dream. Somebody on this forum had started a thread about paying for sex.

Is there a letter missing near the start of that sentence?

Don't be coy Cougar. You know own exactly what I'm on about 😉

Not that close so far guys, though Northwind brings to mind the kind of dreams I'd prefer to be having given the way the world's headed.

Another clue...

The way I remember it, the guy behind the helmet was supposed to be slaying the dragon, not helping it bring a reign of fire and destruction on the world.

Jesus of Nazareth.

Here's a weird one.

My son (8yo) has a reoccurring nightmare of "black marbles" rolling across his bedroom floor. Apparently he can't reach out to stop them, but if he tries in his dream they get faster and faster until he wakes up in a panic.

The other day, he came downstairs after the latest re-occurance. I reassured him, went back upstairs with him and after he climbed into his bed backed into a corner - eyes wide open - really scared shouting "stop them! stop them! they are all around you feet, Daddy where are you?!". I was right in front of him. I had to remove him from the room to ours, turn all the lights on and ask him what he could see (me, the furniture etc) before he calmed down enough to go back to his room. He was ok for the rest of the night.

Whats that all about?

He's lost his marbles?

(sorry)

Dreams are pretty mental all told, but then so is the real world these days.

Jesus of Nazareth.

Nope, now get cross with me if you must; he seemed to be one of those crusading types, all about the divide and conquer, but he was riding a bike instead of a horse.

Trump Jeremy?

I just had a waking dream. Somebody on this forum had started a thread about paying for sex. When I woke up, it wasn't there.

What wasn't there, the money?

my watch. the little bastards taken my watch! 😯

Trump Jeremy?

Nah, he's not really a father figure... whereas my dream was a bit more heartbreaking than that~

Anyhoo, don't mean to babble on, if you don't get it soon, I'll have to get straight to the point; backing down does no-one any favours.

Tom Petty?

jivehoneyjive - Member

Jesus of Nazareth.

get cross with me

Pretty tasteless tbh

Yawn

Now I've had a little nap, I'll spill the beans...

In my dream, Darth Vader was none other than Peaty... Steve friggin Peat!

It was like that bit where Luke goes into the weird lair when training with Yoda to confront his deepest fears and there was Peaty, wearing one of his George Cross Helmets with a crazed beery grin on his face. As I pulled back the goggles, he sprung up and kept firing rubber bullets at me, which though they sound harmless, kept leaving bruises, which wouldn't heal; little by little, all that pain kept pushing me closer to the dark side, where the Queen ruled over the Galaxy with her tried and tested divide and conquer techniques, hisssssing away as her construction of the Death Star neared completion. What with being Darth Vader, Peaty was obviously aiding the Queen in her exploits, ensuring planets were conquered by force and dispatching minions who secretly admired Donald Trump.

Not gonna lie, I was pretty gutted, as I've been a fan of Peaty since I was a young un... Something about Won't Back Down really struck a chord with me. As it stands though, my dream was intense enough that I'm still a bit weary. Hopefully in a few days, such silly bullshit will stop and I can get on with doing my thang. If not then I'll not be the one Backing Down.

Good one last night - was watching Bruce Springsteen live (I think it was in a car park) - he jumped down off a truck in front of me finishing the last of his songs, he finished by rapping a couple of lines from Wham's "Young Guns" in tribute to George Michael. The crowd continued the rap as the gig completed. Awesome.

The other night I dreamt I was trying to dislocate my shoulder by grabbing my arm and pulling it. I now have a big bruise with 2 distinct finger tip sized red bruises within on my upper arm! Has freaked me out a bit that I have done this in my sleep!

So my latest weird dream involves a rat, a dog, an erie twisted tree and a chainsaw; there was also something about a whole lotta cutlery and some scottish lad wearing a kilt and hopping around on an orange thing.

Now I dunno if it's anything to do with the scottish element (and the scottish play that cannot be named), but all the while, there's a group of witches stirring up a cauldron and cackling at their evil deeds.

Sometimes I can't help but wonder if all these weird dreams I've been having are something to do with all the time and energy I've put into trying to expose and prevent VIP child abuse involving the intelligence services, which no doubt brings me into contact with a lot of strange and unhealthy energies.

All very odd...

Sometimes I can't help but wonder if all these weird dreams I've been having are something to do with all the time and energy I've put into trying to expose and prevent VIP child abuse involving the intelligence services, which no doubt brings me into contact with a lot of strange and unhealthy energies

Nope. They're just dreams.

Well, who knows...

Which sense is it that allows you to feel the vibe of a room or place for example?

When you're asleep?

some scottish lad wearing a kilt and hopping around on an orange thing.

That was me,sorry.

#dreaminvader

If you constantly expose yourself to horrific stuff, it'll invade your life. Have left a few FB groups after realising what a negative effect they were having (and they were only horror film groups!).

Well the majority of your senses generally still work to some extent when you're asleep; for example, when I was a kid, I had a dream I was having a nosebleed and woke up to find I was having a nosebleed; guess taste and smell played a role there.

Alarm clocks would be pretty useless if you couldn't hear when you're asleep...

So, waking or asleep, what sense is it that allows you to pick up 'vibes'?

That was me,sorry.

#dreaminvader

You bastard, you should've been a bit nicer to me all told... 😥

I had a weird one last night.

My new girlfriend had died, it was sad, but it wasn't actually my girlfriend, as I've been married for 11 years. It was a girl from school, who I never went out with and haven't spoken to in years, but even then, it wasn't her face/body either, it was a girl I used to see on the train regularly, that I have no interest in and have never spoken too.

So really, the dream in itself wasn't that weird just the cast.

In the middle of a really strange dream involving Steven Fry he said to me "Its quite alright to have dark and cynical thoughts, just keep them in the sunny side of your brain" Which I thought was pretty good.

whole lotta cutlery

Led Zepplin's less successful follow up single?

Which sense is it that allows you to feel the vibe of a room or place for example?

Steady on, powerful stuff that imagination... without it, we wouldn't have bikes, cars, aeroplanes, global communication, or indeed a concept of the globe and the universe that surrounds it.

Dig your vibe tho, I'm sensing it's pretty funny

What the...

So, last night, dreamt that Pinkbike was trying to good cop/bad cop me over the course of several years, bringing in blackmail from scenarios they themselves had set up, entrapment stylee.

Then things all got a bit scooby doo and at the grand unmasking of the villan, it was Manon Carpenter, who had been masterminding the operation on behalf of the arms manufacturers dotted around Caerphilly.

Of course, in the end, I still kicked butt regardless and Manon came to realize that she was being used too~ after all, how many world champions would want to endorse vast environmental catastrophe, or clusterbombing of kids...

So, waking or asleep, what sense is it that allows you to pick up 'vibes'?

Vibes is just your emotional response to a place - you don't pick them up, they originate in your own head based on connections your brain makes with other things already in there. That's why different people can have different impressions of the same place.

Interesting though that your dreams are quite like the conspiracies you tell us about 🙂

I watched the remake of Total Recall with him outta In Bruges and whats her name from Van Helsing. At the start Quaid wakes up in bed after a dream and the missus asks what it was about. I kept saying "Mars" in my worst Arnie voice, but no, no Mars, no Johnny cab, no mutants. Just three tits and some implanted memories, I wish I'd just watched the original instead.

Years back I used to leave the radio on at night and one night I dreamt of a lake in the desert, looked like Morocco, with someone tied to a buoy getting shot with arrows by someone on land, odd but no more so than normal.Later in the day was a story on the same radio station about someone going postal with a bow and arrows, I guess it had been on during the night and crept into my brain.

Odd... These characters have appeared in my dreams before, but it was much more vivid last night.

the same eerie twisted tree as before; a rat crawls in one of it's rotten bits and possesses it...

The tree becomes power crazed, tears up it's roots and goes on the rampage, with no concern for any of the fluffy woodland creatures or the soft and gentle mosses.

The tree escapes the woodland and travels across the country, tearing up big divets of turf and leaving a right mess.

It has a dark rage and keeps muttering in a woody grumble 'underground, the underground'

Finally it comes to a house... my house and starts tearing the roof off, as if it's searching for something.

I rush out, to get a chainsaw, but it's too late; the tree has spotted it and sprints off, stirring up a flurry of roost in it's wake.

The tree kills the chainsaw dead and I'm left in a state of shock.

All the while, there's a blonde girl who's giggling uncontrollably.

When she calms down, I ask her what's so funny

The rat she says, the rat, it only went to the tree because my cat bit it.

Thinking back, what if these dreams were in some way related to real life events...

https://singletrackmag.com/forum/topic/have-you-ever-been-the-victim-of-an-unwantedinappropriate-sexual-advance/#post-9602052

Hmmm, all very odd

Could be..

I had one the other night, most memorable (maybe because I told someone about it). In brief, I was having a shower (might've been in prison)(I'd not long seen A Prayer Before Dawn - nasty film) and a bloke put a frog on my back. I shouted at him about trying to get clean and broke his finger.

Oddness.

A frog on your back and prison showers?

Blatantly some kinda deviance going on there...

Blatantly! 😀

I just slept in a mildewy trailer-tent for a week.  Like an (anaesthetised) dog.  Experienced mildly psychotropic-grade, lengthy, lucid dreams every night.  Causal or not?  I may never know.  It was ace.

The last one I remember finished up with me as one of 5 Greek God/spartan types looking bronzed and hewn from rocks.  We were standing facing outwards in a circle atop a mountain (like the riders in PS2 Downhill Domination selection screen).  Except we were nakedly and eagerly awaiting the approach of a squadron of female valkyries whom I could just make out emerging from the sunset.

I woke up to return to my chubby white middle-aged self, except with a stiff achilles tendon that had been bothering me the day before.  Pah.

How odd, I've just had a quick nap and sure enough there was a weird dream involving an inbred school of squid, who'd hide behind cameras and keep trying to wrap their tiny slimy tentacles around my head...

Of course, they couldn't speak, but from their sign language, they seemed to be suggesting something about entrapment and blackmail techniques.

Then there was a metal city that had once sparkled, but was now getting a bit rusty and this talking pigeon with a puffed up chest that looked like Steve Peat; the poor thing ended up falling in a sausage maker...

Ironic really, as just before it'd lost it's footing, aside from shitting, it'd been mumbling something about 'feed him to the pigs'

Shame really, sure things would've ended much better if it'd been a dove of peace...

esselgruntfuttock last night.

So you came out of the closet and went back in again?

Agoraphobic homosexuality?

Going by the time, were you dreaming when you posted that?

Either way, perhaps it's a projection of your subconcious desires...