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Post the outline of a dream/nightmare you have had any time in your life so far. It can involve anything. From flying monkeys to talking trees.



Mine was two nights ago. I dreampt that my family was in a futuristic house or something, and for some reason my eyesight was failing and i was going blind. Then, for no reason, i ripped my eyes out of their sockets. Yes, i tore out my own eyes. Then i was on a bus for some reason with lots of family members whose voices i didnt recognise. I won two things in some sort of quiz or something. Then, while still missing my eyes, i was able to see again. I yelled that out loud, and somebody asked why i ripped my eyes out in the first place. Then the bus crashed.


Post your wierdest dreams.

I'm interpreting that dream as.........you need contacts and you are going to ride in the Cash Cab someday.

Ah, shame it's the weirdest dreams, not the coolest (in one's own opinion), but I still got one! Let's see... I saw it eight years ago, and it was more of a nightmare.

There was a bright crimson night sky, it was my old neighborhood and there was also a bus - the basic yellow American school bus, I might add. Everyone was running and screaming around, zombies were crawling from the fields. Me and a some sort of assault squad had barricaded ourselves into the bus, but I had to go help the people. I was wearing a black baseball cap and at one point I felt something stingy under it. I took it off to find that there was a small nail put through it. After I took the nail off and put it back to my head, it didn't fit anymore because suddenly it was full of nails pierced through it. I knew it was cursed and threw it away, but accidentally fell down on my back. Luckily there was a pile of leaves to soften my landing, but then I started sinking, as if the pile of leaves was quicksand...

Yes, that was the weirdest.

I'll post mine if I ever remember what it was like. I had it a few years ago, and a lot of the nights I had the same dream (weirdest part to me is I don't dream often. >.<)

I was lynched by my family, as was my youngest sister.

'Nuff said.

I was at a friends house I wanted to go home so I used my DS as an electric scooter, but I had trouble riding it because it was so small. THats all I remember from that dream.

this one happened when i was really young, it counts more under creepy than it does weird:

i'm laying in my bed in my old bedroom ((i changed rooms twice)) when suddenly thousands of really big spiders start crawling out of the cracks of the wall. the creepy part is that these things are like 1' in circumference. seriously, how were they getting through the cracks?!

one was about to take a bite out of my neck when i woke up.

not as weird as some of you guys, but i think it fits.

Hmm... this is going to sound really weird... I was being chased through my house by Tim Curry as he was in IT along with a demented version of that abominable snow monster from Rudolph. This is from when I was 7.

The weirdest thing part about my dreams is a dream mundane. Like, seriously mundane.

I'd say the weirdest I've had was taking my dads car and crashing it. Not like, violently, just a little bit of a crash.

Every single morning...

I once had a dream where I was assaulting some kind of alien space craft that crash landed near what used to be my Grandma's house. I breached the front door thing and wound up killing the captain, who was some kind of lizard guy, then befriended all the other aliens who were for some reason human.

Towards the end of the dream I remember thinking that this better be a dream, because it was weird as [censored].

i'm no good with cave paintings can you interpret it for us please?

i kid, i kid. but seriously, can you tell a story about this picture?

Can we ever have dreams on things that we don't conceive as "real" or at least "realisitc"? I could have dreams about me skydiving, though I never have done so, yet I couldn't have any dreams involving things from a cartoon or something.

Prepare to enter my insanity.
My mind has one of it's own. I have a subconscious with a conscious.

I woke up in my dream, but I wasn't awake, in other words, I was a disembodied spirit. Looking down at myself sleeping. It was my house, but it wasn't. Distorted reality. I walked out onto the overhang to our hallway, and spiral staircase, my spirit floated down to the door, and I saw someone, attacking another, I killed it with my spiritual powers, then it split in half and ran out the door. I returned to my body and looked down with a stranger coming up to see the commotion. We both looked down, and the stranger went to see what happened. He was assaulted by papery tentacles that ripped him into bloody shreds, from the door. I went down, and looked out the door when the disemboweled lower body leaped at my face, with the tentacles sprouting from it. I kicked it away and ran up the stairs, scared sh*tless. I get up to the overhang and the floor crumbles away, I fall down and break both legs, I try to crawl away, but the monstrosity manages to catch me, I turn around to just see myself face-to-face with the abomination, horrified. It silences me with a slit to the face, and the world goes black. I wake up, praying for the nightmare to be over.

I have seen hell, and it is maddening.

It's a simple vertical 4-panel comic. When you first wake up, you remember your dream clearly. But, before you can even get downstairs, etc. you forget it. Every single morning...