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Enter The Sandman: The Dreams Thread

Had a dream where I went to see 'Avengers: Age of Ultron." It was really good, but then I realized Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch weren't in the movie at all, and then I was really confused.
 
About a week ago, I had a dream that I was a part of the Suicide Squad. I might have been Deadshot not sure but the main thing is that I was incredibly frustrated when I found out that I would not be receiving payment if we completed all of our missions when everyone else was confirmed to be getting like a 100mill. payout in the end of all our work.

That kind of goes against the purpose of the Suicide Squad in the first place :funny: I remember chasing someone in a train station or something but not much else. The main thing is that I was getting all upset and b**chy over the money situation.
 
I was playing Temple Run 2 (which if you don't know is a mobile game), and I reach the final boss. (If you know this game you know it doesn't have bosses; it's an Infinite Running game.) I don't beat the boss because the game glitches out and starts over. So I start a new game, and all of a sudden another boss is all over me, first with a bomb vest, then with turning into different enemies from a 'roiled up brute to a voodoo sorcerer, and I have to transform the same way to not get killed. This mainly involved tapping the screen furiously because I now have no idea how to play the game like this.
 
Had the weirdest yet awesome dream, I met Kevin Conroy in small town that vaguely resembles New Mexico and he was down on his luck and brooding. He looked at me and ask if I could help him back on his feet and train him aka Rocky style and that’s what we did until I woke up.
 
Haven't watched the Game of Thrones finale, so last night I had a dream about watching it at a friend's house. Jon was in the middle of letting Stannis legitimize him when the episode got interrupted for some reason, and I couldn't figure out how to get it going again; all I could find was Fast & Furious 6.
 
It's crazy what happened yesterday but last last night I had a dream of me being at a school or something and ended up talking to a girl named Whitney and in the dream I told her about how I had a cousin named Whitney as well.

I don't remember much else about that part of the dream but I just remember bringing up the cousin connection in it. Later in the afternoon (in the real world) my cousin Whitney who I brought up in that dream that lives in Indiana text me asking me how I was doing. And I honestly haven't text him in maybe a year, I looked at my phone with wide eyes and started thinking about the dream again :funny: Just crazy.
 
I rarely have nightmares, which is very nice. I might have two each year, and they are not all that.

I don't have sex dreams in years :(

I go from having mundane dreams, like watching a football match (soccer) on tv; or more "meaningful dreams", like they have a deeper meaning. And they are all very life-like, which is kind of great.
I have had two false awakenings, one more than 10 years ago, the other summer 2014...they are weird as all hell since you think you have woken up and everything is totally real. Even when you wake up, you are not quite sure if it really happened or not.
They looked and felt as real as me typing this.

My most weird, in a extremely fantastic way, series of dreams was when my father died. He died in Feb 2013, and 2/3 months later, i started to dream with him every two weeks for over 2 months. And since i believe in the afterlife, part of me believes i was visited by him. And the all "every two weeks" makes it even weirder since there was almost a schedule, like there was an intelligence behind it. It was simply AMAZING!!
But even better, even 3 years later, i remember the dreams PERFECTLY.
 
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I had a dream this morning which was weird. I was reading a book with the title Star Wars 1.75. It started with me reading then switched to.video. It was about a Trandoshan (Lizard man alien. Look it up on Wookiepedia.) talking to a beggar that gave him information. The Trandoshan told the beggar to stop by later for his payment but he planned to eat him.

It was a weird one. I woke up after that in a vague daze with a touch of sleep paralsis that broke once I managed to wake up.
 
I had a dream that I was in the tv show The Americans, sitting in the Jennings' living room, sensing that there was an intruder in the house. Then, Father Pete ran out of a closet and out of the house. I went after him, but he grabbed a shovel and began to chase me.

I also had dream about Jared Leto's Joker. It was a good dream.:smgs:
 
Alright then.

Two of 'em.

Both had Jayden James and the midget that use to say 'De Plane! De Plane!'. Anyway, first one I don't remember too well but it was about meeting him in town somewhere, he's gonna give me some money. I think I lost it. I might have paid for her nails or something.

The second one, it was like we was both dancing against one another in a Saturday Night Fever club. I do the robot and a mixture of a man rolling dice all ovah, but he wins. As he smirks, she (Jayden) jumps on me like a wild crazy woman. It felt like I was on horseback goin' through the mountains of a night. Goin' through this pass in the mountains. This made me blackout again (dream within a dream x3). I was on a bike and he in the basket with and we jumped through the moon. His ppl came to pick him up, but knew that he was goin' on ahead and he was fixin' to make a fire somewhere out there in all that dark and all that cold, and I knew that whenever I got there he would be there ready to smoke as he announces my name to the other shadows on that beach, 'Black guy is here! Black is here!'. And then I woke up.
 
What would you feel like if you found yourself in college with one of your younger brothers? Having to give a test on a subject you take that is actually a highschool topic, and the number is wrong. The final exam is handed to you by an actress, you have no idea what are the questions, and you have to give the exam in your house under the supervision of your father, even though the actress is the supervisor, and no one wants to give you the questions for an hour and a half of the test time, because for some odd reason you could receive them?

Oh, and it's Ramadhan morning, and you have bacon sandwich for breakfast in a diner in a Muslim country, beef bacon to be exact, not the pork kind.


That was my weird dream before I wake up today, I woke up before I was able to see more of it.
 
I was Michael Keaton, in his 30s.
I bought a car, and it was black.
I took it out of the garage of my home, and that was the store.
 
I was having some early latent super-powers, so I get sent to a dude played by Ezra Miller to assess how powerful I am. The official word here is 'newtype' like in Gundam, and Ezra is like a newtype guru of some kind. I clarify to him that I know I'm not a full-on newtype, so we get to testing my abilities. He uses telekinesis to toss some of his potato chips at me, and I'm able to deflect them, but I'm not able to lift them myself. Then after a couple more tests I find I can get the air on a pie-plate to spin like a little tornado, which gets him really excited because apparently that's really tricky.
 
Woke up from a very dtrange one right now. A weird mish mash of my life where I still lived in the house I did as a kid in Brooklyn but other parts of my history were still a go. Some kind of emergency happens, what we aren't sure or wasn't clear but all able bodied men are getting asked to show up somewhere in Manhattan to fight after getting some cheapo equipment together like for some reason a military surplus pilot's helmet I am go to a place where a sadist of a nurse administers a physical exam taking glee in nearly choking me with a tongue depressor. The military suddenly come through the backyard with a column of refugee looking people and act terribly to me and my mother holding us down on the ground at gunpoint during this. I am told to go report to a place called Worthington Street. Before I get a cbance to a huge antenna drops into the back yard then all hell breaks loose. Power lines fall down and in the skies are space ships.An alien invasion lis happening. They trap me on the ground and I can hear a telepathic meessage in my head from the aliens while a ground machine approaches. Then I woke up.
 
I had this one almost a month ago. Seems pretty relevant now, as you'll see:

It's a bit of Terminator, Alien Resurrection, and some current events.

The Terminator is in town. This all goes down on some secret military base. The bad guys try to bring in their own "Terminator" who's not a robot but a similar-looking guy they think can take him. Arnold busts his hand and sends him running. A Predator comes in next. Arnold simply taunts him into retreating, telling him "remember the death you saw here today." Arnold doesn't see the alien hybrid coming up behind him...

The "movie" takes a strange diversion here. First it jumps ahead to a bunch of soldiers who get dropped out of a bunch of planes flying by, and they engage their parachutes to land as they all wonder what the hell they're doing there. Among them is Sam "Falcon" Wilson, and also me as one of the soldiers. Then back to the present, where things really get weird: Within the lab, more monsters start rolling by, giant scorpion creatures with faces like Brian Blessed. "The movie's gone too far" I think as I watch this unfold. "Too much. What the hell are these things?" Fortunately a soldier gets to the controls and turns on the acid sprinklers and the gas, and the monsters are gone like ghosts.

then the planes fill the sky and start bombing the place. There's even a submarine in the fleet, carried on a wire, to drop torpedoes. Then the paratroopers are dropped in, same as before.

Several of the men in charge try to get the troops caught up on what's happening, and one of them is, I kid you not, Donald Trump, presumably the one behind all this. He takes up the microphone and tries to give the troops a rousing speech, but of course he's not great at it, dropping in strange things like "you ever wanted a new Camero? Well now you're all my new Camero!" And other weird things that betray his intentions. One of the troops (I can't see who) insults him, which makes Trump pause. I take that as a cue to kick him in the chest, and another soldier shoves him from behind as more join in to attack the old man; we're not gonna be part of whatever he's cooking up. Trump gets loose and sprints back toward the base. We chase after him but he's amazingly spry for a guy his age.

Then as we're trying to decide what to do next, I wake up.
 
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I looked like this duck in my dream

I worked in a rabbit mating factory, there was an extreme overflow of product, by thousands. I took a few with me home, and that ticked the boss -who looked like a 37 years old John Hurt- so much, another staff member intervened and I had to break the fight between the two.

Suddenly I was near the high school I went to, a kitten was eating dried uncooked rice directly from the hand of my older brother. I took some rice to feed the kitten myself, and its tail separated from its body for no reason at all, the kitten cried and hid under the school fence.
 
I didn't get much sleep today but I had a strange dream. The first half I was in a Rogue One type Star Wars story fighting in a hopeless battle against the Empire... Then it shifted to me trying to track down Mel Gibson to ask him if he was directing the Suicide Squad sequel.
 
Just woke from a strange one. Not sure where to begin or rather where it began.

I know I was in what seemed to be at first a hotel room in another city. I was maybe just arriving and was seeing how all the light fixtures worked. Turning the lamps on and off and off, turning the ceiling lights on and off. I was watching the TV. What was on was like some kind of late night talk show. There was a music act on. It seemed like some kind of neo-soul group. What was crazy was while the two lead singers were belting out their song with their band there was also a full fledged orgy happening on stage with them. All shapes sizes and colors just going at it. I thought "Man, they will let these shows get away with a lot in late night ". I try to go to bed in the room. The lights are off. For some reason I feel like I am resting my head on a piano. Like the bed I am is close to a piano. My fingers start to touch the keys. I first hear the piano but then it seems to actually be the buttons on an old style cassette Walkman. I pull the Walkman out from under my pillow and toss it somewhere in the room. I look at one of the light fixtures on the ceiling a small chandelier. It starts to slowly lower like it's coming unfastened and it falls to the ground. I get out off the bed worried I think about the glass breaking. I try to turn the lights on but nothing works. There seems to be light coming through the window even though there are curtains. I look out to the window. The windows have a translucent curtain. I think "Is it daylight already?" The outside looked bright and it almost was like you could tell there was a blue sky. Pulling the curtain back it was some kind of optical illusion because it was the dead of night and there was a full moon. Suddenly the room was no longer a hotel room. It was some version of my old room in my parent's house in the Poconos where my mom still lives. I look down at the creek and woods outside. I start to hear a distinctive sound I'd know anywhere. A man coughing and clearing his throat. It sounded exactly like my dad. I look around to find the source of the sound but don't see anything. I am aware that my mom and my grandma are downstairs asleep. I don't want to wake them but I know I am hearing my father. In the dream I know he's dead but I know I am hearing him. If I suddenly start yelling from the second floor for him I know they will think I am crazy. Softly at first I start speaking out of the window. "Dad? Dad? Is that you?" Again the knowledge hits that he is dead. This isn't possible. But... I have to know. I start again, more loudly "Dad?!" In an instant it's like higher functioning logic kicks in and I realize this has to be a dream. Once that happens it's like the air is out of the balloon. As abruptly as the Dream started it ends and I woke up. It wasn't a scary dream. I can't even say it was unsettling but it was... Eerie in some way. I honestly blame it on a combo of a sandwich with hot sauce and watching LEGION before I got into bed.
 
Wow... Looks like crazy dreams with my dead dad are all that make up my dreams. I dozed off at the job and just woke up ten minutes ago. This one was... Very strange. And weirdly ominous in some way.

While most is a jumble now the climax of the dream was some terrible apocalyptic vision. Some existence ending, and I use that in the broadest sense, not just Earth but the entirety of the universe seemed to be coming to an "end" which is already strange since my sense in the dream was that in some manner, time itself was losing it's meaning. And yet we knew we were all going to die, which isn't logical since time was losing it's meaning. This all sounds crazy and mysterious, I know.

Held up somewhere my remaining family, which seemed to include some aunts of mine, my mother and grandmother and for some reason my dead father, were facing the end of it all,again in some meaning of that phrase. Not only time but physical space itself was shrinking/fading. I also got a sense that reincarnation was on the table. Like we could make a choice to either restart the universe or be reborn in a new universe. Some sort of faith in a higher power, or at least a belief in trusting a higher power was involved. But as it stood at that moment you would still have to "live" through this period, see your loved ones die. There was some great horror about that. In this time/no-time zone you would still experience death, and the already shrunken amount of human beings would dwindle some more. The youngest would see the older folk die but there was no one else new coming to the world, so that affected things somehow. So by the time it was my turn to die there was almost no one to mourn or remember you and no one new to meet and influence and thus be remembered in the "future". I was being both emotional and dispassionate about the whole situation. There was this overweening sense of dread but it was like since it was the end I didn't feel the need to be held back either. I took my mother and father aside (again... there was something off about him being there... It was incongruous that he was there, narrative wise) and explained that I didn't believe in God or any higher power. That somehow this was all tied into that belief. That we had all made some big miscalculation with the belief in God, but also in some way in the belief in good and evil, or opposites at all. I tried to explain it in the dream by showing two snakes to them and saying they were both equally poisonous or something. Both equally valid is what I think I said or meant. The snakes also represented the opposite. They could also grant life equally. Because of this view (which, while I do have a view similar to that... No, I do believe in a difference between what we call good and evil and there is value in the difference...) I wasn't going to live again. It wasn't worth it or something to that effect. No being reborn, re-birthing the universe or whatever in the dream's logic.

I feel oddly disturbed by this dream.
 
I was discharged from the military by the late Robin Williams, I don't know why. I was good, disciplined, obedient, I looked up to the man, and he respected my father, but he was angry at me for something, I don't know what it is.
 
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Rapper J. Cole (never met him but we are from the same town) and I are trying to make $13,000 for some reason and decide to sell weed to do it. Inexplicably we are weighing and bagging it up on my front porch when a cop pulls up. He says something about Cole's car (he has a pimped out 70s Lincoln town car for some reason, lol) and keep's trying to insist that I've driven it, and I keep saying I haven't. I keep calling the cop "sir" which is something I would never do so that should've been my clue that I was dreaming lol.
 
Had a dream that the machine I run at work was trying to eat me. :( Too many Stephen King books I guess. :p
 
A popular poster was banned, we requested a reversal of the banning, and the change that happened was 'Banned User' became 'Head on a Spike was Long Overdue'.
 
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