It's tough to pick just one weirdest dream! I had a dream that a giant hamburger patty was leeping off the top of buildings and smothering people, and I also had a dream that I was arguing with my family on a boat about who's dream it was. |
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Last night I had an odd dream in which I was a trained assasin tasked with killing the presidents dog. It was a really crazy dream in which a conspiracy theorist had come to the conclusion that George Bush's dog was the brains behind the outfit. The last thing I remember before waiking up were two leaping chiwawa's trying to come between the bullet. |
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It's tough to pick just one weirdest dream! I had a dream that a giant hamburger patty was leeping off the top of buildings and smothering people, and I also had a dream that I was arguing with my family on a boat about who's dream it was. |
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The weirdest one I had... I've had a lot of pretty damn weird ones, it's hard to pick just one. But one of the weirder was when I was in a small room with a sloped ceiling, leaving not enough headroom to stand unless in the middle. I was with my friend, and two girls from Wet Hot American Summer (I watched that movie before going to sleep) and I levitated my friend into the ceiling as a RC. He said "holy crap, you're dreaming!" I agreed and then he told me his dog, "Winston" was behind me, as I felt something furry brush against my arm. I look over at him and it is. He's a 1ft long black pug with giant eyes. He wanders over near a chair and then changes into a white poodle. Then into a chihuahua. And then into a black dog with really long hair. The changing of breed and color kept getting faster and faster until every second he was a different dog. I screamed at him "Turn back into a Winston!!" but he kept changing into everything but his original form. Then I focused on him as hard as I could and tried to think pug thoughts and said "Turn into a pug", but that didn't stop him from changing either. So I gave up and turned away from him. I then noticed one of the girls from the movie in front of me and thought "well if I'm dreaming, I might as well just go for it" and leaned in to kiss her. But in doing so, I out of habit closed my eyes, causing me to wake up for some reason. *Note to self: don't close eyes in dreams |
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"Above All, Love"
~Unknown~
In my weirdest dream, ever, I woke up in my bed only to look around, and realize I was floating in the ocean. I started jumping around on my bed, and eventually fell off the side into the water. The water, however, was only about 5 feet deep and at the bottom, instead of an ocean floor, there was air. I know, it's a bit hard to fathom, but imagine a 5 foot layer of water floating in the air.... Yeah, pretty trippy I know. So I fall into this "ocean" only to realize that its not actually an ocean, more like a membrane floating in the air around this small planet thing. The planet had what I'd estimated to be a mile long diameter, so I could see the curvature of the surface and everything. Anyways, I made it through the membrane, and wasn't suprised at all that I was falling towards the planet. It was like I already knew about my bed floating, the membrane, and the planet. So I land on the planet (which by the way is covered entirely by orange cushions for some reason...?) and fly deep within the orange cushion surface. It was similar to the big containers of colored balls that you can find at chuckie cheeze's and some other kids "playhouses". I began to scramble my way to the top, only to start panicking as I realized the cushions are being drained down towards an opening in the planet, alot like a tiolet or whirlpool. As I clambered through cushions, I had a dread in my mind for the thing waiting for me at the bottom of that pit. Eventually, I succumbed to the whirlpool thing, and fell into a dark, dank room. I felt like it was the inside of the temple. I looked around, and saw pillars all around me in the dim light, from lanterns haning what seemed like hundreds of feet above me. I saw no sign of the orange cushions that I fell with, and remembered landing on, but again didn't think anything of it. So I knew something bad was about to happen, and in a scene out of lord of the rings, a Balrog type thing starts coming towards me. With each footstep, I knew my death was near. When he finally reached me, I felt all heroic and produced a gigantic spear out of nowhere and challenged the thing (I don't remember what exactly I said, but I remember I was cocky and confident). The Balrog thing simply regarded me and my spear with a deep, throaty laugh. I charged him, thrust my spear at him, and he let me go at him with the spear, before flicking me into a pillar and then breathing a column of fire at me. Right as I felt the heat of the flames, I woke up.... The dream was so odd, the first thing I did when I woke up was laughed to myself in my bed... Good times. |
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Recorded LDs since 2008: A Shitload
Thisa started when I was a kid. I ruled the world, and decide to use a playground at which I used to play as a personal resort. THere were a couple of people with me, family and friends, and a camel. The camel would walk around to the opposite side of a pile of toys, then it would return having driopped its disguide to revela itself as a rat king (tin soldier uniform type rat lking, not rats tied by the tails rat king). I would see that everyone else had been either petrified or replaced with cardboard cutouts, and the scream for help until being stabbed through the chest by the rat (who just happened to have a sabre). I would then experience a great deal of pain in the instant before I woke up, between when the sword cut through skin and when it reached my heart. |
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Goals completed since joining: 10 -- Last goal completed: February 17, 2009
Uncontrolled lucid dreams:23.5--controlled lucid dreams:24.5
--WILDs:16.5--MILDs:1.5--DILDs:22--DEILDs:8--Quasilucids(do not count):3--
--LTotMBasic:0--LTotMAdvanced:1--LTotY:0--
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