Dreams suck they always find a way to disappoint you
Anyway way tell me (and everyone who views this topic) about them
My real life friends came over to my house without me wanting them there, coming in through a window on the side. (I don’t have more than one real life friend)
Eventually I saw a sheep-like creature with slightly long limbs and a scar on its neck instead of a head, this sheep thing phased through the same wall with the window that the friends came through, and pointed its scar neck at me like it was staring at me.
Don’t know why, but I was deadly afraid of these things, my mind just kind of came up with them and then I was scared.
Then eventually I walked towards the basement door and saw two more of the headless sheep at the bottom, terrified me.
It’s not a “oh no I have to run” fear, more like a “ew wtf wtf eww!”
That’s all I can remember.
a while ago i had a dream that was so boring i decided to wake up, it was just the same thing repeating over and over again
just last night though i had a dream that i was diving in a deep dark lake in a cave with seals and a cougar who would pop in front of my face when i went under. the diving was frightening, the animals were cute
one time i had a dream where i envisioned the minecraft pause screen and i clicked “Disconnect” and it woke me up
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Dude you could’ve played dream minecraft and you decided to CLOSE THE WINDOW?
It was about arcane odyssey that’s all il say 
I would see a therapist but they aren’t a thing in arcane odyssey so 
I had a dream where I gained the ability to time travel
I proceeded to go to olive garden, purchase a bowl of chicken alfredo, eat it, and then go back in time to eat it again
Repeatedly
any dream that I manage to take control over and then somehow the dream or something tries to wake me up by making me close my eyes or something (closing my eyes in my dreams or something pretty much forces me to wake up so I got that free dream-skip ticket)
Screw you Undeads your topic
Anyway when I was a kid this weird nutcracker doll thingermajig would be on stand thing that didn’t exist irl next to my bed and when I would lightly pinch it it would scream in pain and agony
What happened to it? I have no idea
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One dream I was down in the infinity castle fighting demons with the hashiras. One of the coolest dreams I’ve had.
i was an ant and overthrew the queen while establishing a democracy
I had a dream in which I sailed in the dark sea, before the update dropped and I was hyped. I remember seeing a ruined fortress made out of white bricks, and it actually looked like somethind id like to find in gaem. Didn’t remember how it ended, so most likely „it just did”.
I’ve written down 7 dreams on my phone’s note app. Here’s one that’s been repated once or twice:
I’ve had this one a number of times now. Rather than noting what particular dreams I’ve had, I think I’ll just jot down the basics of the location.
This place consists of a coast and a local island, both used as a tourist attraction. They’re tropical, comprised of orange rock, sand, and palm trees. The sky overhead varies from stormy grey to perfect, azure blue. Rarely holding a cloud, except when such threatens to choke the land in storm.
The coast contains an entryway—a parking lot and reception, along with the road leading to the spire. The place, despite its hazardous nature, is fairly popular.
The spire is a structure comprised of natural stone mixed with cement, forming a massive tower which juts for the sky. On the interior of the spire is a spiraling road, one which takes six minutes to walk, or two to drive. Yes, you heard me—drive. The road is wide enough for cars to drive in opposite directions, the right side leading up, the left leading down. Upon reaching the top of the spire, one will find another spiraling road leading back down to the coast.
The coast is a place just beyond the spire. It is a cliff face standing before the sapphire waters below. Here is a parking lot, one seemingly too small for the sheer amount of people visiting. Across from the coast is a rock checkpoint between it and the island main. Getting to the checkpoint requires one to hop along rock platforms about twenty feet above the ocean.
The checkpoint is set upon a large orange rock, fenced off, and of enough surface for maybe three dozen to stand on. On the checkpoint is a bar and grill, along with a singular mini-golf course. Completing the course by getting a ball into the hole spawns a rope bridge. The bridge remains for thirty seconds, leading to another rock checkpoint which leads to the island main. People typically cheat at the golf course by just grabbing the ball and putting it into the hole. The staff let them do so.
I have little information on the island main. It consists of a sandy, tropical island housing a volcano. Inside, I’m told that there is a grill, one much larger and grander the the one on the checkpoint. The volcano appears dormant, and has never appeared active. If my dreams contained any threats at all, it was from an approaching storm or simply the natural hazards of designing a tourist attraction where people have to drive up spires or parkour over rocks.
I had this really good dream a few days ago and just now I realise i have forgotten everything about it… how yall remebering this
what the freak, epic character design
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In one dream GT Goku was teaching me how to fly and whenever we flew it was EXTREMELY slow, I had to tense my legs alot, and when you started to fly a big parachute appeared puffed up on the ground to mimic dust clouds. At some point we travelled through a portal in the sky while waving goodbye to random people on the ground and that’s all I can remember
i bodyslammed majority of dc and marvel characters in a cqc chain
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anyone else try overly hard to have lucid dreams and yet never have them
unless I’m having them and just forgetting
Oh, I forgot to mention that the first one passed through a wall.
For some reason, last week I had two dreams related to peeling off something from my body. First it was the inside of my mouth, and the second time was a layer of skin from my head. It wasn’t a pieced-up, slow peel either; it was more like that one trick with the tablecloth and plates.