nightmare

It begins with me climbing over a short barbed wire fence. Within the fence is a single Sheep, And in a near by similar fenced in location is a Hog. The ground is Cracked, and grayish tan. Behind me it slopes up and disappears into the sky, as if we are on the side of a step, dead hill. There is no food nor water any where for the animals. Above the sky is a dingy, almost sickly green.
The sheep is scared, and burnt along it's right side. The wounds are fresh, and barely scabbed over. However the sheep is very large, and aggressive. A voice from behind me lets me know it will not let me treat it, I am not it's Sheppard. But I need it. I need it's meat, milk, and wool. else I will die.
As I approach is charges at me, and I refuse to move. It changes direction and almost collides with the barbed wire. I remove my self from the pen. I can't have it hurting it'self more. It has suffered enough.
The voice then leads me away from the pens, we travel down the slope, along a dusty trail. Eventually a river comes into view. However as we continue down it smoke fills the air. The world grows darker and darker until we reach the river and we can't see more that 100ft in front of our faces. The river is also lined with 12 ft tall wooden posts from which barbed wire is strung hap haphazardly. Similar to the pens we had left.
The voice passes to in-front of me. He is a general from the war that caused this, he is my friend. He explains that this fence was made to keep the enemy from crossing over the river. He opens a large gate, and leads me to the side of the river. The river is a sickly brown- green, like the water is dead.
Destroyed and sunken ships lie just beneath the surface. Directly in front of me is an old weathered pier, with a matching wooden overhang for rain. The front posts are gone, and a half sunken ship lies there holding it up. My friend points to a still intact ship across the river. He says there are leads and food for the animals on it.
When I turn my head for a second, he leaves to attempt to walk across the ships like stepping stones. I turn back to see him and he has disappeared from sight And I know he has drowned. Rain begins to fall and I try to cross the river my self. I make it to the first ship that has holds up the pier. I step on it and the ship gives way. I can hear the voices of my family scream as both I, the ship, and the pier fall into the dead river. I try desperately to swim upwards, and I almost breech the surface, before I wake up.
I'm no stranger to messed up dreams, I've even had apocalyptic dreams but it's the first time I've had one this messed up. Just felt like sharing it.

Morning of April 7, 2017. Friday.



I am in an unfamiliar apartment (in an unknown location; that is, no idea of the city or country), though it seems to be implied to be John Lennon’s. John Lennon (October 9, 1940-December 8, 1980) is seated near a table opposite the room from me and facing me. There are two unknown males in the room, one on the far left, one on the far right. I feel very good and have an optimistic attitude even though I am uncertain of who these other men are. They have scraggly hair and are of an unusual appearance. There is some conversation, but I do not focus on it that closely.

John Lennon goes over to the area near where I had been though I am now more near the center of the room. He inserts his left hand, up to his wrist, into an unusual recess (which is actually shaped like a hand) that is on the side of his microwave oven. I suppose it is like some sort of security procedure. There is no door on the oven. It seems to have fallen off at some previous time.

A man on the other side of the room seems worried and complains that he can feel the heat. I recall hearing that microwave ovens can be dangerous (especially with the door off), though I do not feel much concern myself. He uses it with the door off to warm up a bowl of something.

Later, there seems to be a normal oven in the room (though the room is not a kitchen), opposite my side, with the microwave now near the back of the normal oven (and facing the opposite direction). I can feel a lot of heat from the normal oven, though it is not uncomfortable.

In the last scene, the four of us walk to a dump (landfill). One of the males is carrying a large stuffed rat, which is somewhat cartoon-like and which is about half the size of a person. The male says he is discarding it because it “doesn’t talk anymore”.

As we are nearing a pile of trash (on our right) which he intends on throwing the stuffed rat onto, the rat says “Are you kidding, I’ve been talking all day”. (No one hears it except me.)

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I got into a dream, I was not lucid this time cuz lewd thoughts distracted me.

I was at home, just finished having a bath, I also see that my parents washed their hair. I was talking on discord to some buddy of mine, sitting on my bed.
I looked out the window, and saw that the weather is rainy ,and I actually heard thunder. I wondered " how could this happen? thunder at this time of the year?"
Then it started to get louder, and I told my buddy on discord that i gotta go. turned off the phone , and then suddenly saw my parents outside in the rain with wet hair .
I thinked to myself " they will get struck by lightning if they keep doing this" , tried to tell them to get in. But it was too late, for a lightning near them stroke , and it was so strong , I felt the electricity going through my body. My senses dimmed , and I got paralysed, couldnt hear well ,I couldnt even scream, only moan a bit. I suddenly found my parents inside the house, they were fine, they sat down, but they couldnt hear me ask for help.
I just moaned here and hugged my legs and slowly collapsed on the floor in terror. It felt so real ,and I legit thought that I may die now.
Then I woke up.

What I experienced was in fact sleep paralysis, and soemhow I already felt it

Zombies

I remember being on the moon with someone who may have been Raven Knight, we were practicing some special moves on a horde of zombies. Not many details i can recall.

Dog FA

I was lying awake for real and nodded off with my dog at the end of the bed who was also asleep. I had a FA in a dream version of the bed and the dream dog lifted his head and smiled at me and I remember he had a funny face.

Bus

I am at a greyhound bus terminal. I think I am going to Edmonton. I board it and sit down. It pulls onto a large highway. I just fall asleep on the bus feeling the motion of a bus. I feel it enter a large turnpike and can feel the force of the bus turning. For some reason it's very relaxing so I sleep.

Wrong Convention

I'm in some sort of large conference area. I take my seat beside a bunch of young people. In the middle of the room I see a display that says, "Dr. Who". I get excited. But instead of Capaldi, Matt smith, or any others that play The doctor. Some black guy in a suit comes out and starts talking in a microphone. He says this is not a Harry Potter convention so everyone has to give up their fake wands. People groan and pull out fake multi colored plastic wands while a security guard collects them in a bucket.

Balcony problems

Brief memory of stepping onto a balcony for a smoke. The gravity seemed heavy and I kept almost falling off the balcony.

School and Starcraft

I'm in a school playing a weird starcraft game with A and E. They don't seem to interested however and leave the game. I am surrounded by terran armies and siege tanks. I get up from the game and the mini armies follow me so I stomp on them with my foot.

We go in for another game and this time E seems to be helping me. I remember looking at her blue eyes at some point and becoming transfixed.

some time later I pick up a sketchbook that belongs to A and then E says I should really look at it because I will find it interesting. I flip through pages of lame stickfigures. Then on one drawing is a nicely realistic drawing of me. and below is a caption saying, "I love this guy." I flip through more and find more journal entries of her saying she has a big crush on me. E giggles at these entries and I say this is impossible. A says she hates me all the time and frankly I don't like her much, what kind of fake news is this?

Killed by Hit Girl

I'm wandering in some apartment building going up a flight of stairs. My vision zooms out and I'm watching a movie or something with Tommy lee Jones in it. He breaks into the apartment he's looking for and corners some guy. The guy speaks and I realize it's that DG from my lucid who I fired. Tommy pulls out a gun and moves towards him, "I wouldn't do that If I were you." Joe cool DG says. Tommy moves toward him again and I see a sharp sword come out of his chest. He slowly turns around and I see Hit Girl from Kick Ass is the one with the sword. He stares at her for a moment in dis belief when something like water starts pouring from his wound. He falls on the floor and begins shuddering and sobbing while the water turns blood colored and goes all over the floor. I wake up here.

Dream Cookies

Dream frag of standing in a kitchen while Asuka pulls out a pan of fresh cookies. I go to eat one but my vision goes all grey and pixelated and then I wake up.

1st of April, 2017
A very depressing dream

I'm seeing a bedroom full of smoke caused by a fire, then I see a boy on the bed suffocating and struggling. His mother runs into the room and tries to wake him up, she rolls him over and sees a knife stab on his neck. Then his mom screams and I wake up.

It is very rare for me to have dreams like these, but I woke-up feeling really bad.

My recall has been mehhh for a while, i've been sick, so my journal entries have got shorter and shorter...Now is the time to plum the depths of my memories to do these scraps justice, and let them loose on the world (well type em up).

D1 - Very vivid dream,I notice in a very small room, that for some reason I know is very high up...Is it an attic maybe? Yes behind me was a hatch door. There is a window with a thin white curtain with bright light streaming in. Anyway I notice a roughly painted hinge on the wall in front of me that is green and blue. It needs touching up with blue paint. So I get a paint brush but no sooner do I than the world literally turns upside down. I hang on for dear life as the room is tipped upside down. I have a feeling of my stomach lurching like on a fairground ride. The room stops moving and I notice a can of black paint has emptied onto the floor, fortunately also a load of clothes seems to have been dumped there too, on top of the paint.
Next the room starts to move again and the hatch behind me flies open, I hang on desparately again, feeling im going to fall any minute.

D2 - With my parents somewhere in the countryside I need to go pee, so I leave them in search.
I head down a path in the afternoon sun, it heads down between trees on a woodland path.
They're are people about everywhere so I can't find anywhere to pee. I search and search, eventually I try and head back the way I came and come across some kind of cave. I have a great deal of trouble getting out, it is very dark and cold. There is a European woman with blonde hair there. I have to climb up a stair case which seems to be made of dental plastic braces things, ugh. They are moving all over the place making my progress very unsteady.
Eventually I get out and am near a pavilion style hut and a boy steps out and shoves me in the right direction. I get to a type of marble underground station. I think it is called "talos" but am unsure.
I have a old fashioned gold wrist watch with buttons on it that I use as a phone to try and contact my family. I get through to them but feel I am lost and can't get back to them as I don't know whether I am imagining thing or am where I think I am. Desperately I use my powers to transmit myself hologram style to where they are but my powers fade and I am lost.

Winning at Poker

I have a brief memory of winning a pot. I won something like $50 or $100. Everyone gets up from the table and leaves. I get seated at a table with a total of 6 players. Me being the sixth, I pull out my cash and I have 250. I consider buying in for only 200 which will give me 100 big blinds at a game of 1/2. Two more people show up and we all decide to sit at a bigger table that seats 10 players. A dealer comes in and leads us to an outside table. It is nice out and we seem to be in a big city.
Note: I wake up for reals at 130 AM. Take my dog for a short walk, then have a sip of coffee. I then remembered reading a thread on DV about using peanut butter as a lucid or vividness aid. I try it out with a big spoonful. Back to sleep.

Lucid Class

I'm in a classroom in school. The teacher looks like she just stepped out of an anime/video game cosplay convention - she's wearing some sort of Assassins Creed costume. She's older than me and kind of grumpy. She's arguing with an Asian female student but she agrees with the student eventually. Can't remember all of the conversation but they both turn and look at me. They are now trying to convince me that I'm dreaming right now. I'm uncomfortable with two people almost cornering me and I get stubborn. They ask me to do some tests to see if it is a dream. I humor them so that they will leave me alone. I half hardheartedly do a test not paying attention to the result. The Asian girl goes up to me and has something like a cracked egg. She tells me to count the sharp points of the egg crack and it will make the dream stable. She spins it around as I start pretending to count them not really paying attention to the egg thing. I count upwards and the dream begins to roll up like a scroll until all I see is black.

note: I'm pretty sure it was Raven Knight and Asuka trying to make me lucid!

Super Mario Maker

I was 3rd person viewing myself on some mountain. I was on a train track thingy for a while going down a slope. I ate a mushroom thingy that turned me into a wolf. I noticed a mario level flag like in the super mario game hiding beneath a peak on one of the mountain. I see my character reach it.

FA, I'm really dizzy. I stumble into the bathroom because I have to pee. I won't mention what happened because it was disturbing.

FA, and it's daytime out and I run to the bathroom to pee again. Something even more disturbing happens which I won't mention, a knock on the door interrupts me and some old lady wants to use the washroom. "Just a minute ." I say and I am frantically trying to figure out how to hide my dilemma and walk out normally.


Kill Everyone Class

I'm in another classroom. Some weird spanish guy walk in and says. "I'm going to play a game with you all. you all have guns and bullets under your desks. You have 5 minutes to figure out how to load your guns and then you must kill each other until there is only one student left. If you don't comply I will be forced to kill all of you." He leaves through a door on the right. Everyone quietly pulls their guns out and starts fiddling with them. I open the chamber and see it's empty. I find a box in the desk with bullets inside. One of the bullets grows large and breaks in two as I try to put it in the revolver's chamber I try to fit the two pieces back together. I manage to load all 6 chambers in the gun with real looking bullets. I try look for a a device which will load more bullets into the revolver part as I shoot, I find an attachment for the gun designed to do just that. But I can't figure out how to load it. I reach in the box and some of the bullets are actually nails. The whole ordeal seems unfair.

The Five minutes seem to be up. Can't remember if I take the gun with me or not but I run through a hallway left of the classroom. I hear other people start to get up. I pass another hallway adjacent to my hallway and see an exit with a window and a door. The door opens and a cartoon Asian girl runs through the door wearing a pink shirt and blue overcoat, and there's someone else behind her and I don't know who it is. I am too startled so I run into the other hallway which is just in front of the class room. as i run I hear someone calling my name. I hear, "Radma or Ranma." I think that's my old username who calls me that? I remember Walms or Hukif use to call me that, this gets me even more scared and run to another door which leads outside. When I go outside I get woken up by my alarm.

Two dreams did pass through my mind. The first, a nightmarish tale of sickness and betrayal. The second, a story of social order, loneliness, and super-ability.

ONE: The Sickness.
I was on a flight to a small caribbean nation with my cousin. I noticed I still had some cuts on my elbow and knees from a spill I'd taken in my dream last night. The plane was small and stuffy, and upon landing, we were greeted by a strange islander. Before we could do anything, he said we should come relax in the pool. He said it was good for the soul. The water was cloudy though, clearly never filtered or washed. I obliged him for the moment, and waited for my bags to be unloaded. I got in a cab and headed to the resort to meet my dad. Some time passes.
When I get to the resort, I sit by the pool and start unloading my gear to do a job. As I do this I look down and a deep sense of horror passes through me. Sticking out from the various cuts in my body were horrific tiny wiggling tendrils, like infectious parasites sticking their feelers out in the wind. I freaked out. Panick. I am infected and I will die soon. I look around and everyone is freaking. The guide for the island comes, and says nobody has ever seen this disease before. I sprint into the cab and drive myself to the airport. A doctor says nobody has seen this ever. They rush me on a private jet and away we go. Ripping through the sky, I look down and see the worst. My skin, no matter if it has cuts, now has these tendrils poking through every pore in my body. Whatever this is, it is now in my entire system. I am going to die. I run up front to check on the pilots, and they are both sleeping. I slap the pilot awake and he bumps the controls. We nosedive. Collision with the ground does not blow us up, but rocks me around the cabin. We come to a full stop and I crawl out. Two girls come to rescue me, and take me to a group of kids my age.

The disease seems stable now, shocked into hiding the tendrils. I spend some time with these kids, but I am not socially accepted. They find me weird, to come out of the sky complaining of an infection that had no signs of being real. At one point, one of the kids comes up to me and says "If you just chilled out more, people would like you. You don't need to be freaking out and analysing us all the time. Just chill and enjoy everyone's company."
I felt hurt but hopeful. I spent the next hour of the dream talking to everyone, actively trying to control my breathing and calm down, and listen. There was a girl who rescued me who I had a crush on, and she knew and made it very obvious she wanted nothing to do with me.
At some point, a car rolled up and brought bad tidings. It hypnotized one of the girls, and she began to attack the one I liked. She was throwing stones at her head trying to kill her, and I stood and caught the stones, trying my best to disable the girl without hurting her. While fighting, the tendrils in my body came out and turned into feathers. Bright red feathers, like some pheonix hybrid. I knew now I was not sick, just evolving. Eventually I managed to stop her. The girl I protected tried to thank me but I just shook my head and left. She realized how badly she'd treated me but it was too late, so I hopped in the car that came and left to find something better.

I woke up to drink some water, then went back to sleep.
TWO: The divisive qualities of flight.

The dream began on a pilgrimmage. I was walking with a group of people I knew from somewhere but couldn't recall. We were on a dirt path in the forest, and were constantly beseiged by enemies. Out here, we all had some ability to defend ourselves, and mine was necromancy. I was summoning skeletal warriors from the grounnd at a constant rate, and as a result my friends and I were the only people who could just relax and walk and chat in the woods as my skeletal squadron handled things for us nicely. Eventually we passed through the woods and through a barrier that stripped our abilities. And then we entered the commune. It was a school, a mall, and a living community. For some reason I was back in highschool, and chilling with my friends. The inside was like my elementary school but expanded greatly. At one point while walking through the school I realized I could fly. I knew it was a dream but the world was nice to live in so I just let it play out. My friends and I were called to assembly, but I didn't want to go.
I flew down the hallway and out of the school building. The mall zone opened up, and here I was free to fly around. My teachers saw me, and were not happy, but also could do nothing to stop me with such massive ceilings. I flew around in circles, ignoring all the yelling adults below, and then flew up to the top floor's center room, which was the chapel where people would get married. I entered a birdal suite and grabbed a slice of vanilla cake in my mouth, but I had just disturbed a wedding so I shot out of there like a bat out of hell. A female teacher saw me and couldn't help but stop yelling and laugh when she saw the cake in my mouth. I went to return to assembly but found it was over, and everyone was in the washroom. I went to take a pee but the urinals were too tall and I couldn't reach. I went into a stall and peed, thinking that if I was peeing the dream must be over. So ended my flying.
We went out into the halls for class. In the stairwell, that teacher who laughed was there and I realized how beautiful she was. She was close to my age in real life, and in this moment I realized I was not a high schooler. Being a dream, I wanted to just kiss her there but it would be weird with all these kids around. Instead I got her to come with me, and started changing the stairwells like in harry potter so we could get some privacy. The only problem was that I got so caught up playing with reality that I lost her.

And then I woke up.

This dream happened after I went back to sleep from another frightening dream. In this second dream I was riding in a car. My coworker was in the passenger seat, her wife was driving, I was seated behind my coworker and my daughter was seated behind her wife. In the dream my co workers wife was another person claiming to be her wife and she couldn't see that it wasn't her wife. We were in Italy, which is where I want to be stationed once I join the air force soon. The person perpetrating to be her wife was driving her to work but she took us down the wrong street on purpose. We got to an intersection and looked around and there were people dressed in black robes and had on pointy black hoods similar to the KKK. And I could tell they were preparing for something. I kept telling the "wife" to drive off but she acted like there wasn't room for her to maneuver around the few people who were standing around the car. She just sat there saying she couldn't drive anywhere. All the people in black started a parade. And I knew they were trying to transfer demons into the people who watched the parade. I told my daughter not to look at anything or the people and they were playing demonic music during the parade too. I saw my daughter turning to look at the parade and I told her not to and she stated that she couldn't help it even though she knew she wasn't supposed to look. I was watching her look away and I yelled don't look and when she looked back at me her eyes were completely black for about 5 seconds. And I grabbed her close to me and put her face in my breasts because I knew the demons had gotten in her. I didn't look to see if my coworker or her wife were looking cause then I would see the parade. The parade was very short and seemed to kinda vanish. My daughter before the parade was like 6 or 7 and after the parade she was the age she is now, 13. The wife drove off and finished taking my coworker to work and my coworker still seemed "out of it"/in a trance. When we arrived at her job and she got out she didn't seem herself at all like she was still in a trance or not aware of anything she was doing. Once she walked to the job, we drove off and then I woke up.

** I felt weird all the morning and most of the day. I just felt a bad feeling and was scared every time I thought about the dreams which was most of the day.

*I had a dream that my grandmother was dying and she practiced roots/witchcraft. She had demons inside of her and she knew she was dying so she wanted to take the demons out of her and put them inside either me or my kids. So she was trying to do anything she could to get me to bring my kids over to her house. As me and my kids neared her house, the sky kept getting darker and darker as though it was nightime but it was day time. The main street I had to turn off to get to her house was blocked by the police and they were turning people around telling them not to go down the street towards my grandmothers street. And as I looked down the street every street closer to hers was darker and darker and I could feel an evil presence. As I turned down the street towards my grandmother's, I felt worse and worse about the evil presence so I turned around. When I came back to the main street the police officer stopped me and asked me "didn't you hear me tell you not to turn down the street" and I told her no I thought she was talking to the other cars. The officer then says "you're special cause every other car that went down there after we told them not to didn't come back" and then she walked off. I drove off in my dream going back home and then I woke up.

I consider this to be the best nightmare ever.
I was playing Castlevania on my computer. This wasn't the NES classic, however. This was a horror game where you go into a castle and each level represents your degrading sanity. I can't remember much, but I do remember a huge factory like place where everything was covered in moss and similarly colored fog. I also remember that I was suspended thirty feet in the air on a platform mounted on the back wall. After exploring a little, a robot like creature cought me and [insert horror cringe moment here] transitioned me into a mini game. After that, I was in a broken and abandoned but seemingly normal house. I was about to cross through a small living room, but yet another robot like creature made me play a mini game. I was stuck on this one, so I tried to save but the game flung me to a preview of the exit, which showed a wall of flesh with a face. It wasn't a nightmare until I looked at the time. The time was NO:80. I looked behind me and for a split second saw a horrifying skinned creature. Then the room turned into an art gallery of differently colored flesh as a few big eyeballs hung from the ceiling. I then heard an unpleasant voice that said
"Hello, i'm Mr. Fatiggle." I don't remember for sure what it said after, but it was something between "Wanna play with me" and "We are gonna have so much fun together."

So after a lot of reading up on the subject I've decided to get into the wonderful world of lucid dreams.

I'm beyond excited

Just a little background... I have had a number of Lucid Dreams in the past, but I never really understood them. After doing some reading and lurking on the forums, I've decided to take it to the next level(I don't know why anyone wouldn't )

With that being said welcome to my first dream journal. I plan to update daily for anyone who's interested in a first timers experience.

With that said, peace and love to all of you... and happy dreams.

Good day!

I am new to this forum, I have had a couple series of dreams for the past few months now and I am struggling to fall asleep.

Ok let me first give you background of myself.

I am currently 23 years old living in South Africa, I work for a transportation company and I have recently moved from JHB to Durban with the company, I am living with my girlfriend (19).

These dreams repeat themselves.

Ok let’s start.

1. I have a dream where I am walking home from a shop and I see people casing after me, as soon as I want to start running it’s like my body doesn't want to move and I am stuck in slow motion, it feels like this goes on for approx. 10mins, eventually I will be caught up to and they would pull a gun on me, i would be screaming but nothing would come out, once the bullet hits my head I can feel a sharp pain and everything goes fuzzy and I wake up crying.

2. I have a dream where I stand on the twin towers (No idea why that building), I stand at the edge and I keep looking down I hear a voice calling me and I jump off the building, this dream has two versions, I either hit the ground and then I wake up in bed short of breath, or I Hit the ground and I’m kind of paralyzed but I can scream, I lay there screaming in pain and people walk past like they don't see me, eventually I can feel the pain becoming too much and I wake up.

3. I have a dream where I dive into a pool, as I dive in everything is ok, as soon as I open my eyes in the water I can’t seem to find the top or bottom of the pool and it’s like I’m in the middle of the ocean with just water around me, I keep on struggling and I can feel I’m struggling to breath, my head starts paining, just before I drown completely I wake up

4. I have a dream where I am in my bedroom sleeping, I wake up in my dream and it is dead quite, the walls all turn into like clay and they start caving in on me from all four sides, I try to run through the house to escape but the one door doesn't want to open, all the walls start slowly pushing up against me and I wake up.

5. I have a dream (This one is very weird and seems to happen a lot), I wake up as normal in my dream and go about, I am surprisingly very happy, I get undressed to get into the shower but I notice I have boobs... it’s like it’s weird for me to know I am another gender but in my dream I go on as if I was born a female, I shower and get ready, I wear jeans, a nice pair of boots, a long sleeve jersey and I do my makeup and hair, I go out and I meet up with friends ( I have never met them in real life) basically the day goes by and I go to bed and sleep, when I go to sleep is when I will wake up in real life.

6. I have a dream where I am walking and I get called to a side by a man and lady, they welcome me into their home and they then tie me up, the come out with jars of various body parts, They then inject me with something and I can’t feel anything, they start cutting me up and sewing new ears and lips an changing my hair and basically turning me into someone else, at the end I heal up very fast but before I can see what I look like I wake up, Another version they have changed my gender, I am released and no one knows me but at the end I feel happy and start a new life.

7. This one I am at a part on a double story building, kind of falls in place with the twin towers, I stand on a balcony and I get pushed over, I fall down and I can’t move in pain, people would laugh and keep on moving stepping on me as they walk.

8. I have a dream where I am meeting up with my girlfriend at a festival, I see her in the distance with another guy, when I get closer she won’t talk to me and leaves with the guy and continues like I’m crazy and she’s not doing anything wrong, she kisses him in front of me and I’m left heartbroken.

9. I dream I am sleeping but my spirit is hovering over my body, I start walking around as a Ghost, I end up in a girl’s room, she is also hovering over her body, she sees me and we start talking when she has the Idea that we change bodies for a day, I let her follow me to my body and she falls in, when I get to her body I try to fall in and take over but it doesn’t want to work, another version I get it right and as soon as I hit in her body I wake up.

These are all repeating dreams over and over, some I have had for a few years and some a few months, these are the only dreams I know of.

I know it’s very weird but I need someone to try tell me what these mean.

Thanks in advance

In my dreams last night, my mind crafted for me a perfect tragedy. I will recite it now.

It begins with a simple thing. I am going to university, and it is my first day on campus. I am moving into my new dorm room. It's on the ground floor of a nice building I've never seen before, but as I'm bringing my bags in I realise that I am on a floor that is filled to the brim with pretty ghetto dudes, like my childhood neighbourhood. I have no problem with it as long as I stay unharmed. I get my bags and head to my room, not sure of what to expect. On the way down the hall, however, one guy starts paging me, asking me to give him my knife. This is because before going to bed I was thinking about the rap battle on Hollywood boulevard I had when that guy asked for my sunglasses.

I gave him the knife so he'd leave me alone and went about unpacking. The first day we had off, so I went to the movies. The theatre was full of people playing this iPhone app that was all about sex and crime and loaning money and making money. I'd never seen it before but it was like the next Pokemon go. Just as the movie started, some hoodlums went backstage and started screwing around with the operation, so they shut the movie off. I was hitting on the mum next to me but she had her sons with her and she had to keep it tame. After 5 minutes I just gave up on the film and left. I was going back to my room when I realised something. This app was more than a game, it used real world money and pretty much encouraged actual crimes to take place to offset the virtual ones made. As I walked down the hall the guy who took my pocket knife was begging another guy for a 3% loan. The dude shook him off, so he started following me along with another dude. They started yelling about how hard their fathers worked to get the money for them to attend this school. They told me to give them my easy money. I told them to kindly fuck off and make their own. They grabbed me and pulled knives. Somehow, in slow motion, I grabbed my knife from the guy then grabbed the other one, and stabbed them both to death while they held me tight. The knives moved in and out easily, and their grips slowly faded as they fell to the floor. What the fuck. I'm so fucked. I just killed two guys. I go to my room and call campus police, tell them I was being mugged and had to kill them. "Sounds like a likely story, two young black men attack you and you defend yourself, eh? You sure that's what happened there, son?" Fuck that guy. I'm no racist and I'm not about to go down for it. I flag down the officers he calls in, explain it to them every step of the way, and get the fuck out of there.

Then the story changes. Somewhere along the road after that incident, I bumped into Anna Kendrick. I saw her in a movie last night and was thinking about her a lot before bed, and here she was. I thought she'd be a huge diva in person, but this version of her was just so sweet and amazing. Like a movie character. And suddenly it was my life. I pulled off some grandiose romancing and managed to get the girl. She and I fit together like two peas in a pod, but more than anything she was just so beautiful I couldn't look away. After some time, we retired to my room. Passionately kissing her, we slowly disrobed, and I entered her.

And then I went soft.

For a man, this is pretty much one of the worst things that can happen. The anxiety that it causes pretty much secures the fact that you will not be recovering from this. She starts to blame herself, stating she isn't pretty enough, she isn't doing the right thing. I am just losing my mind. I'm still kissing her all over and generally enjoying having this absolute unicorn in my arms but I can also feel everything falling apart. We try and try, and we go to a hot tub and we try in there. Nothing. Finally, I say that I'll take the old man pill, and I know I have a couple left from when I did ecstasy and my guy gave me some as a 'backup'. I pull it out, pop one, and now I know we need to kill 30 minutes. A man comes from out of nowhere asking what I just did to the water, I try to explain it was a medication that I took but he thinks I poisoned the water, so we get out. We have lots of time anyway.

As soon as we get out of the hot tub, with the timing of a Shakespearean death, everything changes. Out of absolutely nowhere comes Javier Bardem. Before he speaks I know that something massive is about to happen and I can already feel the heartbreak. He approaches me as if he knows me. As if everybody knows me. I nod back to him, and he smiles. "Mr Bingus. Your work here has become most groundbreaking, and it has not been ignored by those in power. I have a proposition for you."

I know this feeling in my gut. Anna has her arm around me. She is shaken, confused, she just wants to go back to my room and feel loved, like it isn't her fault. I owe her this so much. I think to myself VERY clearly,
"No matter what he says, ignore it and go back with her. She is what matters. I am self-aware of this right now, and I will not allow this turn to ruin everything when I am so close to happiness."

Javier goes on to outline what it is he's offering me.
He tells me it will pay 2 million dollars.
Anna is very rich and money is no reason to leave her.
He explains that I will have a leading role in this.
Anna is my leading lady, I will be fine with just her.
He tells me there is a new research project opening up across the country, where all of the bright young minds in the nation are gathered together, living under one roof. And this is where I am to go.
It couldn't hurt to see what he's talking about. It sounds boring, and it might impress her. I agree to go see this place.

When we get there, it is basically everything I was not expecting. The first thing we see as we enter a classic old ratty residence is a room full of kids my age, all hanging out and playing music, exchanging scientific ideas. The ultimate creative session. Something I've never had. We walk further down the hallway and see art on the walls from the students. Very cool, I think. Then, at the end of the hall, I hear a familiar voice. And the voice pops its head around the doorframe. It's Anna. Anna M, from my actual life. The prettiest girl I know. She smiles, excited, and pulls me into the room.

"Check it out!"
"You're living here too?" I ask. I look around the room and Jessica is here too. And I can see other girls bags.
"Yep! And we're all rooming together. We're the film kids of this operation, and we're going to make a documentary about the amazing things that will happen here. And you've been chosen to direct it. We're your crew!" She gives me a big smile.

She hasn't seen Anna Kendrick yet. She's being very warm with me. I think to myself, how could this possibly get any better. A room of beautiful girls who will work under me, a whole community of the best of my generation. Against one girl. Then, as if god wanted to rub it further in my face, I look outside. Mustangs. Scooby vans. VW campers. It's the fucking 70's. This fucking town, for some reason, is still the 70's. That is why everything is so old here, the clothes so cool and the dorms so old school.
I look back at Anna Kendrick, who's in the room now, giving me this look like "Am I still worth it?" Her soul is being crushed. I am at such an extreme level of elation that I say the worst thing I've ever said to somebody.

"You know Anna when he came to the school to see me, I thought to myself, 'How could he possibly offer me something that would make me want to leave you?' Well, It's the 70s out there." I climbed out the window, jumped down to the road, and started checking out the cars. I want to start talking all about them with her, but before I even looked in the window I knew I'd made a huge mistake. I turned back and just started running.

I ran all the way back to my dorm, which I thought was across the country. I sprint down the hallways, around the corner and slam into the wall next to my door. I listen carefully and I can hear bags being packed. I open the door slowly, and she's right there. Immediately she starts to cry. I rush towards her, her hands coming up and her head shaking, thinking I would try a romantic kiss or something. Instead, I just hug her, hold her tighter than anyone in my life and just tell her how much I love her. How much I miss her and need her in my life. As we embrace, both crying, she says "I knew you would choose me over that shitty place." She breaks off and smiles, looking me deep in the eyes. Deep in my soul. She wants to kiss me. But this moment is empty. The moment she said that I knew in my heart of hearts that I could not choose her over what would certainly be the best time of my life. Her face starts to melt. I enter a powerful internal dialogue.

"She is convinced. She thinks my reality aligns with hers. I am drowning her, pissing on her soul. Pissing in her face."
As I say this, I see myself drag her unconscious body to the bathroom, drop her limp head in the toilet bowl and begin peeing on her face. This is the most fucked up, disrespectful thing I've ever done. And I'm not even in control.

"She is somewhere on the scale between love and devotion, and I have just come back, only to mix her a most powerful poison dart. Surely, this will kill her."
I slam the lid on her neck. Crush of bones.

I snap out of this freakish nightmare. I am still holding her. I can feel her heartbeat.
"Of course, Anna. Now I'm very tired. Let's go to bed."

Last night I had one of my many recurring dreams. I was walking with my son, talking then all of a sudden there was a very big bear about 20 feet away. I just stopped. My son started to turn to run, but I grabbed him, and told him not to. As we took a cautious step back, keeping our eyes on the bear, of course it saw us. It started to come towards us, so I stepped in front of my son. We moved backwards faster, then I took a quick look behind us to see where we could get to that the bear couldn't. Then we were running...then I woke up.

The recurring part is the bear. Sometimes I'm with my daughter, or alone. Classic 'monster chase' I guess....