/siberia/ - Off-topic

Had a dream where I went to a shop just to get a Monster Bad Apple but then I saw my old bullies there. So I called them fuckwits.

I've been having nightmares lately. I think it's because of too much caffeine. gotta cut down on the caffeine. anyway here's last night's nightmare.
>my sister went to asia, or mexico, or something like that
>brought back a rare liquor, and since I like alcohol, I wanted to try it
>it came in an opaque crystal flask, looked something like a perfume bottle
>in the center of the flash was a white, hairy spider
>the spider is captured and placed into the flask at bottling
>the spider's body is laced with some natural secretions that have a chemical interaction with the alcohol that gives it a particular taste and smoothness when aged
>immediately turned off at the idea of consuming this alcohol
this is a nightmare because I fucking HATE spiders and it's a goddamn phobia for me. the spider to flask ratio was rather small, which is to say, the spider itself occupied a huge amount of space. i was a large spider, like a tarantula.

the other dream I had the other day was:
>like a black and white grainy film
>like an old time animated cartoon, like st. james infirmary blues/betty boop or something
>my uncle next door rents his house
>the people he rented to are a gang of serial killers
>I know this because I went there and saw a crime scene
>I ran back home and locked the doors but they were coming home and saw me
>They attacked my elderly father and laughed about it
>They attempted to knock down the door to the house
I was scared and basically I'm a huge fucking coward because if any serious shit ever went down I'd fold like a house of cards. I need to get a gun or something.

I don't know to what extent I'm embellishing/filling in the blanks. that tends to happen apparently.

Today was my first day to dream in Toki Pona. Nothing interesting happened in the dream but I spoke one or two Toki Pona sentences.

I dreamt I was at Jurassic Park from the first movie, only I was genre savvy. I decided to stay with the kids because I figured they wouldn't die so it would be safest. DIdn't see any dinosaurs but could hear them roaring and such in the background it was scary. There was, however, a huge Octopus that changed its colors in a rhthymic way that hypnotised anyone that looked at it, including the kids. They were hypnotised and walked up to it and were eaten. I figured I was the next one to go so I thought, "I'll just hide in the corner until the credits roll." Then I woke up.

Got drunk on a beach vacation with my mom and sister and had a dream where me and my dad (very conservative) went to a hot topic and bought leftypol merch

I keep dreaming of her.

>I'm in a warehouse where semi-trucks are stored
>I see a man the size of an SUV, that looks like a sumo-wrestler
>He challenges me to a fight while laughing at me
>I say "of course I can't beat you, you will just throw me to the ground"
>He says "try"
>Immediately get thrown to the pavement
>I get transported inside the warehouse where the trucks are unloaded
>Very dark in the warehouse, but there is some warm fluorescent lighting
>Sumo wrestler guy now has a giant hummingbird's face and long beak
>There are 5 living sentient hotdog people that seem to be paralyzed into the shape of novelty chairs
>I guess technically they are humans that have become sentient novelty hot dog chairs?
>No human features other than eyes and mouth at the top of the hotdog, where the head would be
>Goofy faces, they could be a cartoon mascot for a hotdog brand
>They can't speak or do anything but I can see them looking around
>The giant man with a hummingbird beak begins to use the tip of his beak to slowly cut the throat of the novelty hotdog chair person nearest to me
>The hotdog chair person begins to bleed what I assume is ketchup
>As the ketchup slowly oozes out, the hotdog person's eyes begin to frantically dart around before they die
>Next 2 hotdog people get executed in this style
>The hummingbird man says "its okay, most of these were 35-90 year olds who wasted their life, so no one will miss them anyway"
>The hummingbird man intends to sell the dead hotdog people chairs, and it seems like maybe they were never supposed to be sentient in the first place
>I'm assuming he will continue to slice open the throats of the final 2 hotdog people, so I flee
>I find a door that inexplicably opens to a grocery store
>There are 2 overweight elderly Chinese women
>I say "I need help there are people being murdered in here"
>They say "Of course we will help you, what do you need?"
>I ask if they know anyone with a gun, and they just go "ohhhh no no no" like they are scolding me
>Frustrated and terrified with the situation, I open another door that opens to a grassy cliffside facing the ocean, I see my dead dog running around
>I wake up

I still feel really bad for the novelty hotdog chair people

>>773506
Perhaps you need to go vegetarian.

weird nightmare-esque dream that I only remember the last few moments of begins with me seated in the middle of a long table eating a grisly looking chicken. It's still got it's head and the bones vaguely resemble a humans. There are people to both sides of me at each ends of the table; on the right are parents of a friend and I'm happily chatting with them and complimenting the meal. To my left are a bunch of strangers, one of whom is sprawled out on the table groaning and my mind keeps thinking he's being tortured by the others but can't actually see it to confirm. As the meal and my conversation continues I keep stealing glances to the left side of the table where the groaning/torture seems to become progressively more intense but I still have doubts. This lingering doubt/suspicion gives way to a disembodied state where I think I'm actually the guy on the table having an out of body experience and I'm vividly feeling one of the torturers playing with my guts through a hole in my abdomen before I wake up with start

I was swimming in the sea (I can't swim)

I haven't really had a solid dream in years.

Dreaming is not worth quitting constant weed for. I get little ones here and there but mostly I don't remember any. I must still dream like anyone. Hard to remember dreams anyway.

>>773506
That's fucking awesome. I can imagine it.

>>773996
You should take lessons and learn. If not just for safety then for fun. It's pretty great. Imagine drowning because you don't even know how to dog paddle.
I loved going swimming as a kid after seeing James Bond movies. I'd pretend I was Bond and try to stay hidden under the water and only come up for air in the corners of the pool.
Swimming at night was so great.

I had a dream I climbed a mountain, shot myself in the head and the ascended into a realm of people with no faces. It was a sort of feudal village with wooden palisade fences and tents + wooden huts. I walked around for a bit then walked into a court and then woke up.

I was a some kind of wildlife rehabilitation centre. There were wolves and tigers.

In my dream I was a preacher in some millenarian cult. None of that new-age suicide cult nonsense, real oldschool Christian heresy. I was going to give a sermon to all my followers, both of them, in an old, abandoned chapel that had old books lying around, some with very beautiful woodcuts. But I was just so fed up with the whole thing I told my two followers that I'm quitting.

>>726525
I dreamed that I was playing a game that was like total war combined with Minecraft, but the setting was the colonisation of the USA and I was playing as William Shakespeare. We landed in New York and made a settlement there, then it went to first person and I went out and explored while most of my people stayed at the settlement. Eventually they came out to come to the next town site with me but they got mad that I picked up every weapon and food item and whatever that I found because they didn't want to carry everything.

>>775526
Oh and I remember I also had a separate dream (kinda) afterwards where I was a high school student from like a Christian college and I was visiting a non Christian lib school for like a debate or something I guess? But I didn't want to tell the students I was meeting that because they were cute girls, but some of them were suspicious. Then I grabbed some stuff like clothes etc from a corner in a bag and one of the girls was questioning me about if it was mine, and I was saying yes it was even though it wasn't, because I knew it had been left here by Shakespeare and he was my character so it belonged to me as a player. So I took the bag and then I had to go and sneak through the school, I had some kind of missions to complete, I think I was trying to sabotage their side in the debate so that everyone would be convinced by our evangelical bullshit lol. I got some keys given to me by an admin lady to help her with a chore but she remembered to ask for them back afterwards and I was like damn, I should have walked off after we finished instead of hanging around and chatting.

Anyways yeah then I woke up.

I am going to assume the dream was informed by the fact I was talking to my boyfriend about the movies Hamnet and The Testament of Ann Lee today (only for a few minutes but still).

One of those dreams that wakes you up so you don't wet your pants.
I dreamt that Kim Jon-Un visited me and wanted to see what life was like for "everyday people." But I really had to go to the bathroom so I decided to take him to public bathrooms which he said that "he wasn't allowed to use back home, he had to use single-person bathrooms" essentially like a unisex bathroom. but all of the bathrooms were like on top of huge parking ramps that I had to walk through with no stairs. I couldn't use any of the urinals because comrade kim was staring at me trying to figure out how they work and it made me freeze up. This went on for a while until I finally woke up and went to my own bathroom and peed.

>>726525
when i was like 5 i dreamt that jake the dog (yes from adventure time) was following me and wanted to eat me, would you also believe it if i told you i was very weird growing up?

>>775603
>anon was 5 when adventure time aired
Fuck, I'm old. I'm turning into dust

>>775606
Time makes fools of us all

I saw a bunny with wings. I told someone about it and they caught one to show me that it did not have wings.

>>775606
age discrimination

dreamt I went on a Hawaiian vacation but it was cloudy and windy and gross just like back home :((((

Took some melatonin last night and had a dream I was drafted into the army with my friend. This part happened in the modern day, but when we got to the army it was 1944 and we were fighting the Nazis in France. Honestly it was pretty comfy and felt like I was playing an old school CoD game. 9/10 would dream again.

Had a dream last night where I was in central Sofia in the nude except for an oversized white shirt. I had been running and doing backflips but then I fell backwards into a water fountain

shit was so cash

four guys peed into my mouth

I dreamt I was a student in china and I went on a magic schoolbus type mission to a city at night where I had to predict crimes before they happened, ended up predicting where a car thief was going to take the car. I waited for him in the jungle and then he was apprehended and then my teacher showed up and drove me to the train station where I took the train back to the portable classroom and I woke up.

I didn't have any dreams tonight.

went hiking

oh shit I remember thinking it will be fun to post here but I completely forgot

i had a dream where i started a new job. but they talked behind my back saying i was cringe like that haz guy on the internet. how tf did they hear about the ACP ?

I was out in the wilds and met a pheasant like bird but it was light blue and grey.

Tried cooking two dogs in the oven. Pulled one out early and took a bite out of its ear to test the doneness before realizing they were both still alive and beginning to stir. Quickly rescued the other one and felt mortified for a bit before waking up. Thankfully, they were fine, somehow

I had a dream of someone laughing at me when I said I have 6 inch penis. I dont remember who or what was the context. I felt embarrassed because its actually smaller than that.

I won't go into detail explaining the whole dream but basically
>was using an old mac computer, but it was really old
>family wonders why I use old computers and I say I just like them
>computer has a game on it that is like Zelda with all these cutscenes and imagery that is like the movie Legend, kind of low-key scares me
>my grandparents are visiting might be the last time I ever see them but I don't care
>suddenly my uncle appears and we talk about my future with my family
>they think I should just be content to live a modest live in the country like them
>they no I have dreams of adventure I even want to go to New York city one day
>they all get upset
>next thing I know it's warm and sunny bright beautiful day
>I am walking with this weird futuristic outfit on from the military
>apparently I joined the military and my dream is set in this futuristic world, but I'm still only like a teenager
>walking along this it's in the picture a lot of those things are in LA but there's no water and it's abandoned and I'm walking through it for a while it's really quiet
>I'm with a horse with this strange high tech caboose attached to it
>suddenly another kid finds me
>he tells me to start to engine of the caboose and suddenly the thing starts flying in the air with the horse running ahead of it but it's too fast and unsteady and eventually we crash
>but everyone survives alright
>but we are close to the train we are supposed to get on
>we get on a train and there are all these other recruits
>can't remember the other ones but there is one that is this blonde German guy but the dream gets weird here it's actually Arnold Schwarzeuyghur playing a role for a movie, but he looks way younger, and he has blonde hair
>eventually they ask us all these questions and perform tests on on ON the train and we have a few missions but get back on the train always
>eventually I am sitting with the blonde german guy played by Arnold Schwarzeuyghur and there's a few other germans there
>actually that's what the people in charge of the train were worried about that I might defect and become a Nazi they thought I was prone to Nazism
>There's a german guy with a really fucked up looking face either from plastic surgery or it was injured beyond repair
>he gets up and walks away when I sit down I am startled by his face, like nightmare territory
>then we are fine and everything the german are talking I don't really say anything
>then all of a sudden the Germans start experimenting on me

>>779225
Continued here wasn't sure if I went over the limit or not

>so they start experimenting on me
>the sensation was really vivid in my dream
>it didn't hurt it just felt like I was on drugs
>I felt these really overbearing ticklish sensations all over my body and it was almost making me black out
>It feels like it is making me really sensuous they are like prodding me and I felt overwhelmed not necessarily with urges to have sex just to be really sensuous and in touch with my body and the world around me
>eventually I seem to go crazy I become ecstatic and I run away from the train and the military all I remember is I had my shirt off and I kept dancing and spinning around in ecstasy
>eventually I am running through the streets of some random city at night with my shirt off
>eventually I start to get all these other people to start dancing around with me
>and eventually it starts a riot and now there are all these other people ripping off their clothes dancing and twirling around in the streets
>it's complete havoc and disorder the cops can't stop it
>eventually I get to this point where I start to come to my senses I start to wake up and I am not in trouble actually there's just this snippet on the news or something
"so-and so (myself) was the leading instrument and cause of this social and sexual revolution" and I thought "damnit, it was…all because of the…germans…experimenting on me?"


Also I forgot to mention, but it was really weird in that, my dream was set in the future, but yet everything looked like it was the 1930s, so it was kind of dystopian

I was one a bus, sitting next to a soldier. One of his legs was prosthetic, the other hurt as hell. I asked him why he doesn't go to the doctors with it, and he said he can't: the doctors would give him up to the police.

We were on a steep mountain cliff but some kind of evil monster was blocking our path.

We were holding hands.

Glowie thread, don't share your dreams. They can be used against you, to control you through your shadow and steal your life essence. Don't give menticidal mind-raper nazi feds the keys to your mind engine, they will take you for a joy ride and leave you in the dust to suffer as a dreamless vampire drifting through hell, unable to create anything from the fragments of your dreams. At least use abstractions and creative ways of hinting at them, like an ancient poet describing something in occult language.
Now, I always had dreams, they were very vivid and nightmarish and usually involved my parents dying, being killed in car accidents, being murdered and leaving me by the roadside. They started getting more nightmarish as a child. Leopards and large beasts at the door of the house, ominous figures refusing to leave. Animal-like creatures that moved like humans and shake their heads around and shuffle their limbs in uncanny ways while moving towards me as I play on the swing. I saw many things even when I was awake, like people running past my door silently, feeling something staring down at me as I lay in bed, and hearing faint radio/television speech in the suffocating silence, in between the loud pendulum swing of the old-time wall clock. The only noise other than that was the wind shuddering the house, or coyotes assembling themselves somewhere in the woods nearby. Sometimes I would fall asleep without realizing until something went terribly wrong, like the pages in a book would say something completely nonsensical or personal. There were ground-gnomes living in the forest across the way. This was before we had television. I used to dream that I was looking for my parents, because I loved them. Then my dreams showed me their true & horrifying nature. I should have listened to my dreams and been quiet around them, because after that they decided to torture me forever. Once they started watching television they become evil people, even worse later when we got the internet. I still feel the pain of mind-rape and psychological torture, through constant hounding questions and gaslighting intervention of underpaid nurses and doctors in run-down hospitals; "do you want to kill people? why do you want to hurt others? why do you want to hurt yourself? this form says you are prone to violence! this checklist says you are a danger to others".
Never share your dreams. It is a beautiful thing to dream, but sharing them is one sure way to kill them. Write them in a journal instead and don't let others read it. I shared with you some of my long-gone dreams and some of the context surrounding them as an example. They are still in there somewhere, but now it is more like being suspended in purgatory or hell and being forced to watch my self be killed over and over again, or partaking in something I have no memory of. Being stuck in a dark, grease-stained kitchen for eternity late at night. The outside nightmare world is full of unspeakable monsters. You can't stay in one spot for too long. I prefer labyrinthine interiors and places that connect to the past and present like hidden corridors. I dove off a waterfall and found myself driving a motorcycle up a hill in a small town, past the laundromat, the dimestore, up the hill… I don't belong here. These people would kill me for existing. I hate their time and all their places.

In my dream you could invest in music groups on the stock market and I put a large sum into some shitty-ass black metal band and lost all of it.

I was back in school and was preparing for PE class. It was going to be a final exam like thing. As I was changing, I realized that I left my shoes at home. I was mentally preparing to be berated for it by the teacher when a classmate brought a paper that explained that to pass the exam we will have to drive trams for a full day, in pairs. The paper already had some people paired up by the teacher, but I was not among them. I did not want to find a pair, so I went to the teacher and told him that expecting us to drive a tram all day without being paid for it is slavery. To my surprise he just straight up admitted that we would have been paid for it but he was just pocketing that money. I told him I was going to report him to the school administration but instead went home.

The news headlines were full of a nuclear war that broke out, but the actual reporting was about an Eastern European country nuking itself, killing a grand total of four anti-government protestors and wounding three more. The TV channels had a radiation meter constantly overlaid their regular programming, but it always measured zero.

I don't remember what was going on but she was there.

had a nice date with a girl but when i was driving her back home the cartel surrounded my car and kidnapped us

Spent the whole night thrashing around in bed, I slept like zero seconds. No dreams.

I forgot to do my daily Anki and ruined my streak.