Weird Dreams

[c172]

That's interesting. I find most of my dreams are fairly steeped in reality, but just a bit off (like your baby-->rice one or my helicopter one), but I end up refreshed, really, with a really clear mind. 

If I could be reincarnated, and choose how, I'd like to just live in all these past dreams of mine. 

But alas...

[Rhondazvous]

Last night I had a terrible dream. I dreamed I was being chased by a coffin. It was chasing me all over my house, laughing a horrible coffin laugh. Har har har har. A little voice told me to go in the bathroom. But I said no I can’t go in the bathroom. I’ll be trapped. So I kept running and the coffin kept chasing me, gaining on me. I tried to get out the front door but it blocked the way. Laughing a horrible coffin laugh. Lar lar lar lar. And the little voice said go in the bathroom. Go in the bathroom, fool. So in desperation I ducked into the bathroom. The coffin laughed. You’re mine now, baby. I was so scared. There was nowhere to go. No way out. The coffin was coming closer and closer. I reached into the medicine cabinet, pulled out the cough syrup and the cough syrup stopped the coffin.

[paulpablo]

Talking about dreams infiltrating reality..........

In reality I'd been talking to the receptionist about a member of staff who's gay and other members of staff found pictures of him putting dildos inside himself online.  We were also talking about playing the guitar and music.

The dream I had was that I was in work and some high ranking managers were being shown around and I was told to make sure everything was perfect.  I found a dildo in my work area just as they were about to enter the room.  I had to hide it in my pocket when they came in, but just a slight bit was sticking out.  The managers were ridiculously crowding my work area to the point where I had to sit on the window sill with them all around me while I had a dildo sticking out of my pocket.  None of them saw it though but I was getting stressed with them crowding around me.

The next part of the dream was me and two lesbians in work in a bed behind the reception desk. Not doing anything sexual but one of them was drawing signs in thin air, and somehow the drawing that was in thin air was making music.

[BrianSoddingBoru4]

Talking about dreams infiltrating reality..........

In reality I'd been talking to the receptionist about a member of staff who's gay and other members of staff found pictures of him putting dildos inside himself online.  We were also talking about playing the guitar and music.

The dream I had was that I was in work and some high ranking managers were being shown around and I was told to make sure everything was perfect.  I found a dildo in my work area just as they were about to enter the room.  I had to hide it in my pocket when they came in, but just a slight bit was sticking out.  The managers were ridiculously crowding my work area to the point where I had to sit on the window sill with them all around me while I had a dildo sticking out of my pocket.  None of them saw it though but I was getting stressed with them crowding around me.

The next part of the dream was me and two lesbians in work in a bed behind the reception desk. Not doing anything sexual but one of them was drawing signs in thin air, and somehow the drawing that was in thin air was making music.

I love yer, mate, but that's severely fucked up.

Boru

[paulpablo]

Talking about dreams infiltrating reality..........

In reality I'd been talking to the receptionist about a member of staff who's gay and other members of staff found pictures of him putting dildos inside himself online.  We were also talking about playing the guitar and music.

The dream I had was that I was in work and some high ranking managers were being shown around and I was told to make sure everything was perfect.  I found a dildo in my work area just as they were about to enter the room.  I had to hide it in my pocket when they came in, but just a slight bit was sticking out.  The managers were ridiculously crowding my work area to the point where I had to sit on the window sill with them all around me while I had a dildo sticking out of my pocket.  None of them saw it though but I was getting stressed with them crowding around me.

The next part of the dream was me and two lesbians in work in a bed behind the reception desk. Not doing anything sexual but one of them was drawing signs in thin air, and somehow the drawing that was in thin air was making music.

I love yer, mate, but that's severely fucked up.

Boru

That's what everyone in work said when I told them about it.

[J a c k]

Last night I had a terrible dream. I dreamed I was being chased by a coffin. It was chasing me all over my house, laughing a horrible coffin laugh. Har har har har. A little voice told me to go in the bathroom. But I said no I can’t go in the bathroom. I’ll be trapped. So I kept running and the coffin kept chasing me, gaining on me. I tried to get out the front door but it blocked the way. Laughing a horrible coffin laugh. Lar lar lar lar. And the little voice said go in the bathroom. Go in the bathroom, fool. So in desperation I ducked into the bathroom. The coffin laughed. You’re mine now, baby. I was so scared. There was nowhere to go. No way out. The coffin was coming closer and closer. I reached into the medicine cabinet, pulled out the cough syrup and the cough syrup stopped the coffin.

[HairyCyclist]

I don't know if this means anything but...I keep having the same dream over and over, I'm always walking through the village in which I live fully clothed, but at some point in the dream I end up naked.

I always end up trying to get home without anyone seeing me, but someone always does, and it's usually a work mate.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

My dreams mostly involve watching people do stupid shit that gets them killed.

[Athene]

I once had a nightmare that a naked, and very grimy Dennis Rodman was chasing me around a bedroom...perhaps at a hotel. I couldn't get to the door. I kept throwing various objects at him, but nothing ever landed. And for some reason, I couldn't breathe any time I crawled under the bed to escape his long, spindly grasp.

It was a horrible, horrible, horrible dream. 

Potential intercourse with individuals who absolutely repulse me is an occasional feature of my dreams, and it's always a bummer. Nightmares involving death and gore are almost preferable, IMO.

[Jackalope]

I don't remember details of my dreams unless the Yb wake me, and those details don't persist, but it's somewhat comforting to see that I'm not alone in having dreams of the mundane taking an abrupt turn into horrifying surrealism.