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last night i dreamed i was giving an interview to a reporter about the Panama Papers, only for my vagina to turn into a vortex and suck me into it.

 

i blame the patriarchy.

 

sucked into the dark underworld of cryptofinance. if only the SEC had known where to look.

[perunamuusi]

I dreamt I played a word worth 550 points in Scrabble, bringing my game total to 950. I couldn't stop laughing as I played it due to its point value being so ridiculously high. Of course dream Scrabble rules are fucked --previous word values stick with the tiles on the board, and the numbers are multiplied rather than added. I was playing off a word worth 66 points which was then multiplied by the tile values of the word I put down.

 

The eerie thing is that after waking up, I played a word in facebook Scrabble that was worth 66 points. However the word I played after that was worth 70+, not 550, making the dream only a half-prophecy.

 

 

10/10 post

[YEK]

i just woke up from a nap . saw ii was playing while i slept.. some of the noisier tracks and i had this vivid dream of hardcore noise music and extreme pornograpy. fucked up

[hello spiral]

Parkour on a unicycle while in mortal danger from an unseen assailant giving chase, with pynchon-esque digressions into the past and future of the story (character's backstories and what they're doing in present day etc)

[Boxus]

A few days ago - I dreamt I got a phone call from a doctor telling me that he had reviewed my (real) cancer history, and decided I had to have immediate brain surgery to remove part of my cerebral cortex. I start panicking, freaking out about it, talking to people about it, until I realize.. there's no way this guy is for real. I've never heard of this doctor before, and he just calls me in for fucking brain surgery out of nowhere?

 

So I track down the doctor's private beach lair (yeah) and I can't find the doc himself, but I meet his wife and daughter, who just smile vacantly when I go off about how their man is a horrible lying bastard. Deciding to look around some more, I stumble upon this desert encampment a ways off from the shore, and I find these giant tents filled with hundreds of people sitting around absently at long tables. Some have scars on their heads. And I wake up trying to piece together how this dude managed to establish a massive cult of followers who fell victim to his insidious brain surgery scam.

[Nebraska]

the day before yesterday, i had a dream that i was walking with some school friends down a road where there was a lot of baby elephant traffic. the elephants were all holding onto each others tails by their trunks. the elephant drivers would then shout their name as they passed us.

 

eventually we ended up at a very large building that seemed to have either collapsed or never finished. this building was gigantic. we entered to explore but eventually got separated and it wasn't long before i realized i was lost. from where i was, i looked down and about 8 stories down, i saw a few people- so i decided to go to them.

 

when i got down to the basement (where these people were) i noticed they were: a male school teacher on a beach chair wearing a gray suit and one of those traveling salesman's hats, a black couple (the girl had curly hair), a white couple (foreigners from a scandinavian country) and a skater.

 

the teacher immediately greeted me by saying "hi". i turned to the black couple and asked them if they were lost. "no". so do you know how to get out of here? "we don't, but we're about to". immediately they said this they left. i turned to the white couple but they were oblivious to me and were admiring the derelict building

i went to the skater and asked him if he knew how to get out of the building and he said he wasn't sure but then ran up a small hill of debris and disappeared behind a wall. i followed after him and then-

 

came out on the other side of a street. i looked northwards and noticed the skater was running off into the distance, so i began to ran after him. suddenly, a few hundred meters before me, i man came out a bistro and screamed at me "ran next to the wall and keep your eyes on me".

i did this and when i eventually passed him he said "shit, something happened?"

 

"WHAT?" i asked him. "you were running with a girl and she disappeared!" i was confused and said "what do you mean?" and he explained that when i appeared, there was a girl with me, but when i passed him she disappeared.

 

i approached the skater but he had changed and looked middle age and asked me if i recognized him and i said "you're the skater who got me out of there right?" and he seemed very happy and said "yes. exactly. but what happened to the girl you were with?"

 

i tried to explain to him i was never with a girl but he interrupted me and said "inside that building, that couple you talked to- that was you"

[GetSquirrely]

had a dream a few weeks ago that i was smoking some really good weed and eating some really good food. felt my mouth filling with saliva so i was just like "w/e i'll just spit it out". woke myself up in the middle of the night by spitting on my bed sheets. it was very surreal

 

also had a dream once that i was missing a pillowcase, looked through my room and couldnt find it anywhere. was a fun little dream

[Guest]

Wow Nebraska, interesting dream...

 

I dreamt a short dream where i was laying on my back in yoga class, doing corpse pose (the pose you do after all the yoga: basically you're on your back & fully relaxed). i was breathing deeply and sensed the aura of my teacher nearby. I inhaled and emitted a very deep breathe from the crosspoint of the temporal lobe, occipital lobe and parietal lobe in my brain. It felt very powerful and cleansing, like i said goodbye to something that was hampering me.

 

I woke up and and continued with what i do every morning: yoga. It was good. I did some frequency chanting too. I feel good.

Edited June 2, 2016 by Guest

[romanticdude]

Autechre were coming to my town to play a couple of live shows, not in normal venues but in public transport vehicles. Every vehicle they played in represented one of their albums. I missed a bus in which they probably played, so I ran to the tram station to catch the next show. When I got there I saw the tram coming to a halt while I heard Pro Radii playing at full blast as the doors opened. I tried my best to catch it but I had to cross an overpath first which I could only do at an insanely low speed. So of course I missed the tram and another live show and all that frustration woke me up.

[cwmbrancity]

trying in vain to conjure oneiric acts via a Jodorowsky-inspired lucid dreaming technique, as laid out in his Psychomagic text:

 

https://www.google.co.uk/search?q=psychomagic&oq=psychomagic&gs_l=serp.3..0l10.4382.112986.0.113496.11.10.0.1.1.0.78.632.10.10.0....0...1c.1.64.serp..0.11.631...0i67j0i131j0i10.pLoqKhyt3uM

 

only once or twice have i actually been aware of dreaming during specific dreams & even then the flow/momentum of events in the dreams envelopes the desire to shift focus &/or plot

 

 

[Guest]

I was at a show at an open air concert. This dutch gay satyr singer was performing. I didn't think much of it. Then he invited this other singer just called "Islam". He looked like Omar Soulyman: big aviator glasses, arab headdress, big white robe. "wtf". then he started singing. I honestly can't recall what he sang. Appearantly it was a musical, cuz suddenly i saw some guys on stage holding up the twin towers and ofcourse two guys were holding two planes which crashed into it. It was so absurd (9/11 that is) that i fell down in the pathway and laughed manically. Everybody in the audience was looking at me, disgusted. Appearantly, 9/11 was no laughing matter in the dream. I rushed up the right stairs of the stage to avoid being lynched by the crowd. Then i exited on the left side (from the audience perspective; right side from the performers perspective). I ran to this transformator shed that was on the premises. The bar was located behind me. I hid there for a few moments, just to let things settle down. There i realized that i was in a big, open stadium. I noticed some people passing by, but they didn't cast any glances at me. After a few more moments i put of my (oversized) winter coat en checked what wazz up. The party appearantly had died down and I made my way to some sort of industrial terrain/park. I walked around there for a while, but i am unable to recall what happened there at this point. It felt more peaceful than the gay satirical folk singer vs. islam performance though

Edited June 3, 2016 by Guest

[logakght]

I dreamt that I smoked weed at a children's hospital. I was hiding it under pillow

[Milwaukeeeee]

In the location of the dream there was people playing a kind of variant of tennis, but hitting a green wall, without any particular purpose. The ball boy was Ribery (soccer player) wearing woman makeup and dressed in a white nightgown. So far apparently normal, but there was also Rafa Nadal playing that game, and when he sat on his bench to rest a little, Ribery began to go wild, circling alternately through the palce and rising his nightgown showing a lil dick. He then began ranting in unintelligible french against the public, which was made out of strange mannequins... then he suddenly metamorphosed into a dog, while retaining their face and nightgown, which had diminished to his doglike scale. Another element appeared out of nowhere, it was a lil white horse of those who carry like marbles curls in the mane, but it was very small in size, like a rare minihorse (which is not the same as a pony), similar in size to that Ribery doggy entity. The two unthinkable beings fiercely pounced on Nadal, who was caught off guard and began ramming the clay and causing him severe bleeding, bitting him unmercifully bite after every bite. Nadal was calling for desperate help as he was being devoured alive by Ribery and "minicaballo white" ... no one could help him. However soon after, a strange background noise that were later personified as some black smoke weird entitie, managed to scare the two remarkable beasts, which eventually evaporate themselves inside that smoke. After that, it came the hyperrealistic image of Rafa's mutilated body.. he still seemed to be alive despite his critical injuries. Some bones out of the skin, he had an unrecognizable leg, tatters of meat with a splintered femur; huge amounts of body mass flayed and loads of oozing blood ... His face still seemed intact and he still had his trademark diadem on its place. The grim scene fadede away seconds after

Edited June 4, 2016 by Milwaukeeeee

[Danny O Flannagin]

Parkour on a unicycle while in mortal danger from an unseen assailant giving chase, with pynchon-esque digressions into the past and future of the story (character's backstories and what they're doing in present day etc)

 

[YEK]

legit scary nightmares. that hasn't happened in forever

[Schlitze]

Really weird dream last night about an 8 foot tall Oscar Pistorious winning a cross country run. I was standing at the finish line when he was neck and neck with a couple other runners and he and just beat them. He walked over to me to celebrate with the crowd were cheering. he was towering over me in massive blades, very imposing figure, I couldn't figure out what to say to him, everyone was cheering and i'm like ''this guy is a cold blooded killer, why are people cheering''. I said ''You're really tall, man''  and he agreed. Then went off to celebrate with others in the crowd. He was like a returning hero. I couldn't figure what was actually going on and just wanted to wake up which I did briefly and then went back into the dream where I was driving him home with a few people from the crowd in the car (black Renault Clio), he was in a tearful state now, talking about Reeva and the people telling him it wasn't his fault, me driving the car in silence wanting to get him out of the car. Am I the only one who hasn't forgotten about his crime?

I woke up after that and was pretty shaken up. Very vivid dreams when you go into a deep sleep. The point where you get aggravated in the dream seems to be the wake up point. No idea what Pistorious had to do with it other than I had watched a bit of the Olympics + a brief 30 second clip on the afternoon news with him walking around on his stumps. Not something that was praying on my mind when I went to bed. It was actually a nightmare because I was uncomfortable throughout the whole thing. I must have been shaking around in bed.

[Ivan Ooze]

been haunted by a super vague dream yesterday but i remember the end, i was in a train station and i tought it was a good idea to cut of my dick and roll it with weed in a fat blunt. Then i ripped or cut off my johnson and i could feel the pain, i rolled it into a joint and i could see it losing it's force of life when i held it into the light through the paper. i put the joint in my pocket and leave the station, there are cops everywhere and i'm thinking, it's gonna grow back no problemo, or will it?

 

then i woke up and grabbed my wang and i swear i could still feel the pain from the beheading

guess one of those glad that shit didn't happen' dreams

[usagi]

I had a vivid nightmare last night that involved being a player in something like a more surreal, muted version of the Crystal Maze, where you had to progress through rooms or stages by answering nonsensical non-sequitur puzzles and traps, and with the chance of violent, painful death reaching almost total certainty beyond the first few stages. kind of like Cube but if it was written by Kafka. I would die and restart again in an infinite loop.

[auxien]

Without getting too into the weeds of details, had a dream last night with a new puppy and a new kitten and caring for them for days/weeks, then at the end of the dream smelling nasty and going to see and only then remember that both new puppy and new kitten were each from a litter and their siblings were shriveled and dead or near death having never been cared for. The specific scene there is all I can remember well, but it's a pretty strong image. If I could sketch anymore I'd try to.

[dingformung]

^sounds pretty bad

 

I just had a nap and dreamed of surreal landscapes and goats singing opera...

[Braintree]

I had a dream a month or two ago where I was in an elevator in free fall.

[eugene]

i had 4 pretty unbelievable micro-dreams tonight to which i called bullshit relatively easily from within my semi-conscious dream state.

 

in the first dream i was on a vacation at some mountainous resort with my childhood friend. we got in a fight with a couple of dudes and murdered them. my friend fled the area but i was captured by the authorities and was awaiting investigation and trial that would ruin my life for good. then the whole scenario seemed really unbelievable to me as i don't really communicate with that friend anymore and i'm not really a violent person who would murder anyone. so i realized that it was just a bad dream, woke up, and fell asleep again shortly after.

 

in the second dream i was carefully inspecting the state of my teeth. from the front everything looked decent. but within that dream i could also inspect my teeth from the back as if i my vision was in my own mouth. from the back one of my premolars looked really bad, blackened and all rotten. but within a dream i remembered that i inspected my teeth just recently and saw nothing of the kind so i called bullshit on that dream, woke up, and fell asleep again.

 

in the third dream a different childhood friend was standing on a table and telling me about some new vegan diet that he's trying out which name starts with an aph-. his t-shirt was tucked into his pants just like his dad was forcing him to do in his early teens in order to look more respectable, and the kids at school would always laugh at him for that. thinking about that friend from within the dream i realized that he would never engage in some vegan diet, he was both very culturally russian and very logical, so that new new agey liberal diet thing is something he would never engage in. so i knew that dream was bullshit too, woke up, and fell asleep once again.

 

in the last dream i was on a vacation in italy, but the only thing that occupied my mind during the vacation was the question whether italian cafes are vegan friendly and whether i would look like an ignorant idiot asking if they have vegan stuff because i assumed that their culinary culture is very non-vegan. but then within a dream it hit me that irl i don't really have any money for travel to italy so i realized that this dream was bullshit as well and woke up for good.

[cwmbrancity]

makes plans to astrally project into Ewjean's dreams & dose him with every episode of Call the Midwife back II back

[YEK]

i had a dream last night that i saw a "mother" beluga whale which looked like this:

 

 

mixed with this dragon from breath of the wild:

 

[cwmbrancity]

For the first time in 1700+ nights, DIDN'T have this dream last night:

 

Imagine the interior of a building where every room or corridor is lined with people. The kind of setting you might experience at a house/squat party, but where none of the other people are obviously recognisable or appear to have conventional faces at all.

 

Compounding this weirdness is a markedly shadowy lighting atmosphere, always off-key & the only reference points are lighting schemes in certain David Lynch works (eg the scene from Blue Velvet @ Ben's + the gaff Dororthy Vallens lives in). The shadows reek of & seethe with distilled malevolence, but there's an ordinariness to these rooms & corridors too, which adds to the strange mood.

 

So i'm in this house, building, whateverthefuck, moving from room to room & there's a deepening & rising panic because i'm trying to locate something & to save time i have to repeatedly ask whoever's present the same lines, conversations & questions ad-infinitum (well, approx 1700+ times)....

 

 

"Have you seen that thing?"

 

- "Dunno mate, what thing?"

 

"You know, that thing. It must be around somewhere, ffs"

 

- " Dunno mate. Can you describe it?"

 

"I've no fuckin idea........."

 

- "......maybe try the next room....."

 

And on & on & on & on & on......& it never gets resolved. Waking up from it. Trying to add up the obvious symbolism. Going to bed expecting it to be there, waiting, festering. Until last night, when it didn't manifest at all.

 

Maybe the EMDR is finally working.