Dream thread

>>19453455
last night's one was like that : it started at the psychiatrist waiting room
a man tells me he will see me, i walk along the long ominous dimly lit hallway for a while

i meet the psychiatrist he is expecting me
in fact, it was a very famous man and scary, it was a bald guy with serious face
he was with patient girl at the same time and i enter the room like everything normal, he stops and tells me to sit down

he tells me to speak, there is a discussion i don't remember much about except it was unsettling and all of a sudden i start having the devil face, screaming and all, scared me irl

he looks at me very stoically and unimpressed
then i kill them and eat them
then i prostrate on the ground all spasming, irl spasming too i think, it's ugly naked with flesh everywhere, like porno

then i start running away, jump out the window

now i have wings i am in a very illuminated strange place like ruins

i keep messing around the place for a while, i meet someone, this time i look beautiful like op pic not ugly

ellipse, eventually i am in a park, they are looking for us, i hide behind a column i'm pretty sure i was physically hiding in my bed irl too
the person tells me an intricate plan to go save myself

then i move towards the center of the park there is a thing

i get to the thing

then i wake up, not feeling very good at all

i keep getting this kind of dream, don't know how to make sense of it, internet just says "dreams of the devil is about the bad aspects of your personality" well ty but i'd just like to stop having nightmares you cunt

>>19453455
a few nights ago
>in an airplane
>i'm the captain
>co-pilot is caucasian, from 20-30 yrold, probably german even tho i'm spanish
>everything is calm at crusing speed
>suddenly
>hidraulic systems start falling
>no hidraulics even the emergency system
>no plane control
>co-pilot hands me the radio
>i declare an emergency
>at this point, i was thinking that i'am dead as i have no way possible to land
>co-pilot suggests to control the plane with throtles
something strange happens here
>plane nose starts going up
>stall
>plane is falling vertically like a rock
>impossible to stop without hidraulics
i have a very clear image of the cockpit full of blinking alert lights and the deep blue ocean ahead

>wake up

felt like i was having a deja vu and not a dream
this was felt like a deja vu

I get 3 types of nightmares. The first type is where I get embarrased for pooping infront of everyone or for walking naked infront of evetyone. The second type of nightmares that I get is where I want to do something but keep getting stuck doing some repetitive shit and end up never achieving my aim. The third type of nightmares that I get is where I'm being chased by some monster or the monster actually catches me and starts abusing me, it feels very real and I usually wake up.

>>19453536
Maybe you watched some movie or a program about airplane crash a while ago and you brain just reminded you of it.

>>19453545
I also keep getting raped in nightmares sometimes idk why, shit's fucked up

>>19453455
Had this pretty cool dream last night:
> In my home city
> It's introductory week at the local university, (prospective) students everywhere
> I'm wearing old and worn out sweatpants, black tank top, sandals
> Jog around the city, never get tired
> Head to a modern university area
> Charge through a crowd of students, don't care
> Jog further under bridge
> Somehow end up in city park in the center
> Run into mom, she asks me what I'm doing
> Answer that I just happen to be running around the city
> Run further
> End up in a residential neighbourhood
> Some old woman is standing on a small grassy area between houses
> I greet her, seems she knows me already
> Chat a bit, another woman comes up, thirty, not too bad looking
> She clearly knows me from earlier, remember her from an earlier dream within the dream
> She's carrying a non-existent book by Russian author Zakhar Prilepin, comment on her taste, asks if she reads Russian
> She says yes, I'm the one who recommended him to her
> She gets a frightened look, asks me to escort her to her house, I say ok, old woman grins a toothy grin
> Start walking, house is in a kind of cul de sac with a grass field
> Woman seems really happy, pulls me in very close, says something about me coming inside
> I get hard, think 'eh, no shame in losing it to an older woman'
> She says moj russkij drug (my Russian friend), I get even harder
> Dream ends
Opinions, /x/philes?

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>>19453455
I had the best dream ever.
My gf, sister, and I were walking in the woods when we suddenly got attacked and turned by three monsters. my sister turned into a vampire, my gf into an alraune, and me into a werewolf. Since my sister was a vampire she had to leave us alone and hide in a cave during the day so she didn't get sunburned. My gf was stuck in the same place as an alraune which made her completely dependent on me and I could sex her whenever I wanted. Also having werewolf strength and speed is fun.

>>19453556
>>19453536
yeah his german pilot plane crash thing reminds me of that story of the depressed guy who closed the cockpit and crashed his plane on purpose, it was a german wasn't it ?

>>19453455
i dreamt that venizuela didnt exist. that it never existed. on maps it looked so odd but in the dream it was about orchestrated distractions

the government had some bullshit it was setting up globally and when ever they have trouble they make up bullshit happening in venezuela which doesnt exist

the recent stuff going back to last year was a combination of covering up violence that was government funded north of south america and south of mexico. a series of small wars had happened in the past this created this kinda checkerboarded pattern of who hares who and they moved around then started fighting.

also this is to hide some sort of internal purge in america. its not ethnic group based but genetic disorder based and weight based. not with guns but contaminated products. people with asthma also on the list

>>19453604
>weight based
americans want to genocide non-obese people ? i fucking knew it

>>19453455
Had this a few years back.
>be me
>for some reason, I travel around frequently
>I visit major cities and landmarks
>everywhere I go, a man keeps appearing in these places
>I always notice him, and he always notices me
>he seems to wear a mask, but he still felt human
>I shove it off as no one else ever points him out
>end of the dream, I find myself in this massive parking garage
>totally black, cars are few and far between
>the man is there with me
>we're alone
>he grabs the bottom of his face and peels off his mask I knew he was wearing
>he has the most grotesque and disgusting face imaginable
>stands there for a second then charges toward me
>reflexes have me instantly turn and sidekick him
>thanks Tae Kwon Do
>I wake up to me having kicked the wall next to my bed
>sit there for a few minutes SHAKEN

I'm a newfag so this greentext was probably bad

I have unlocked a new form of dreaming, basically I spend one and half hours dreaming but completely aware of my surroundings, I am not even fully paralyzed and will awake if I make any violent movement or if I think about the fact I am sleeping. It is always the first dream of the night so I am not even sure when does it start and when does it end, but since I have the AC set to turn off after an hour and it always does so before I start sleeping normally I assume it is a bit more than an hour.

the dreams I can recall are always so vivid. This one is the last I remember.

I dreamt I met David Lynch in a kind of amusement park of his works, or a haunted house stuff. It was like a premiere opening and I was the only one invited to it.

I admire David Lynch and his work a lot, so I was mega excited. He was kinda weird, a little bit over affectionate. like he'd greet me with a kiss on my cheek and hug me or touch me casually while showing me his place.

He had a woman near to him most of times who was near her 50s, idk. She was like a butler.

in some part the dream gets blurry, and I can't remember exactly how it happened, but the thing is I woke up in the middle of a rape, and it was David Lynch who was raping me lmao.

I must admit I have that typical kinky liking of the forcing idea or pretending rape, but in my dream it felt horrible, nothing arousing or kinky. He smell bad, like old man odor, and I tried to move and protest but my limbs felt extremely heavy.

I remember feeling disappointed and so sad that someone I admire a lot is so demented lol.

Ever since I started keeping some sort of dream diary it made it a lot easier to remember dreams. But since this is /x/ and not whatever other board, then I guess I'll post the actual spooky ones or something.

>be me running away from dinosaurs
>they eat everyone I know
>I slingshot myself out of this fake jurassic part and break my body after I hit the pavement

I have a lot of nightmares about growing plants out of my body, either instead of hair or out of joints


>>19453740
I'm afraid you just unlocked regular sleep deprivation

>>19453604
I love this one

>>19453568
I don't ger raped but I get attacked or chased. I think this shit has something to do with childhood and teenage anxieties and also your current worries. I was bullied and being made fun of quite a lot at school so it's just a projectiom of it I tjink.

>>19453455
I wrote this upon waking about 8 months ago:
I'm riding into the mouth of evans creek, but its too fucking heavily forested.
there are trees so close to eachother that it blacks out the sky.
I am riding some short but strong beast of burden.
I feed it oats occasionally and pat it on the head. My breath puffs out in little bursts.
I am wearing MY coat and gloves and hat I own now and whistling a song. Sounds like something folk.
My family members hand me some logs and help me lash them to the animals back who seems just as happy as long as she has something to snack on.
They tell me its getting late. By this time there is no sun in the sky, just some ghastly green moon. but it seems normal.
I have a lantern hung off a pole connected to the wood load, i hop on after laughing with my uncle about something my aunt did and smoking some
sort of something and drinking some overbrewed coffee from his thermos while wearing mittens; comfortably scalding my tongue and savoring the burn against the freezing temps outside. I set off down the road with no destination in mind, alone with the beast of burden.
The second we get into the thicker wood i start to feel panicky and the animal I'm sitting on backs up a few feet and all I can hear from
her are wet plopping noises. I look down at her and realize that she is liquifying and melting beneath me into the forst floor. I look back up and the whole world is melting, the sound from the bells on her harness are melting the light from that sick green moon is being caught and melted as well.
I wake up.
Was one of the most lucid dreams I've had in years.

>>19453455
I've been having a very interesting thing happening with my dreams lately
Keep in mind I rarely dream but lately I've been dreaming a lot

So each dream kinda starts different and the beginning is fuzzy
The clearest one I can remember was from a few nights ago so I'll explain that one and then I'll explain what's weird about them
>it was me and some random person
>we were dressed in all black
>I think we were going to break into some house (the house was small and alone in the woods)
>I kept telling the other person that he can take the rest of the people I only want "her"
>upon breaking into the house I find myself alone until I find "her"
>turns out it's my ex girlfriend who if I'm honest I still care for
>I hurt her bad physically in the dream then I awaken

Here's the weird thing
Every one of these dreams have me breaking into somewhere (I remember another one being a mansion) and then hurting my ex

Last night I knew that I would dream again but I'd never want to hurt her so I kept telling myself I wouldn't
So in the dream I saw her again and we were sorta getting back together again then so I didn't hurt her

I'm sorry for the wall of text but what do these dreams mean

The second I realize I'm dreaming I instantly wake up how do I stop that

>>19456007
Just adding on here
I hurt my ex emotionally and feel guilty for it so maybe that's part of the reason
Idk anyone who has any idea id appreciate it

Also I have an interesting dream story for years back if anyone wants to hear it

What does it mean if I dream that I'm about to be executed (beheaded), and then escape?

I was wilfully going to my death, along with 10 other people, and then I saw the first person get beheaded. After that, I came to my senses, and ran.

>>19453455

I had an 80 page dream once. I've learned the hard way about sharing dreams with others.

>>19456022
What do you mean 80 page
And how'd you learn your lesson

Last night I had a dream where it was night time and I went to go turn on my lamp and it wouldn't turn on...no matter how many times I tried it was just pitch black.

Then when I wake up I just do normal morning stuff and went to turn on my lamp and it didn't turn on....at first, it did when I tried again.

Most spooked I've ever been.
I'm not making it up.

>>19453455
Yeah I have dreams where I do bad stuff.

I remember about a week ago I've had a series of bad dreams where I do awful stuff to my family.

I remember one where we're sitting at a table eating dinner. It's the whole family, even people that don't live here anymore like my older siblings. Anyways so my mom and step dad keep making jokes about me and everyone just laughs at it.eventually I just say nasty shit to them and when they don't take me seriously I stab my step dad in the eye with a steak knife. I then go to my room panting around really comptiplating on grabbing my shotgun and killing them all, I think i do. Then I remember the dream cutting to where I'm ramsay from got and I'm torturing theon. Then I'm at some place with all my friends I haven't seen in a while, there's also lots of people I don't know. So I'm grabbing some food because it's a dinner type of thing and when I go back to my seat where my friends are sitting some guy I don't know take my seat so I take a knife a slit his throat.

The next night I'm just sitting home and I'm not sure what happens but all I know is that SHTF
Pretty much we have to stay inside and grab our guns and don't go outside or you'll die.
I think I kill my step dad making me the only male in the house so I'm in charge now.
I pretty much make everyone do what i say because I'm the only one with all the guns.
I think I kill one of my sisters simply because I hate her irl. Then the really fucked up thing I remember doing is groping my mom and try to have sex with her.
That's all that I remember. What does this mean?

>>19456033

Matters are still ongoing.

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My dreams are very repeative and always very vivid and usually can remember them for the day or a few weeks later

>i used to be in the army
>have repeating dreams of for some reason joining and not being able to get out

>one time dreaming about being in the army again
>im about to climb down a massive enscarpment
>tell myself im not dreaming repetitively

>had a dream this morning about fucking a girl ive been seeing at the gym every now and then. We never converse, just workout near each other and smile

>had a dream about having a kid with my ex and litrally felt what love is like towards having your own kid

I still cant lucid dream, its fucking hard. What are some reality checks you guys do to try trigger lucid dreaming?

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>>19453455
I keep having dreams about my old hs crush. Ive been out of highscholl for 5 years.
>help me /x/

>>19453455
>im in a old wood house
>in a vivid and bright as fuck flannel shirt
>i walk in a room
>like eight or nine shadow people in the middle of the room
>for no apparent reason i pick up a miners pick leaning against the wall
>begin hitting the shadow people with it killing them i see myself in the third person while i kill them
>walk back to door of room
>see shelf with mason jar full of filth needles
>stick hand into it for no honest reason
>prick self blood starts absolutely gushing out of hand
>run into bathroom
>mom runs in
>mom consoles me while i bleed into the bathtub and attempt to stop the blood while i cry
>wake up

>>19457392
Too much minecraft and horrormovies. Also you have a very nurturing mother that loves you.

>>19453455
I had this dream just last night after I tried to kill myself and then desperately begged God for a glimpse at my future to see if life was worth living.

This is what I saw:
>At pool.
>Introduced to girl.
>We swim for a little bit.
>We touch on accident, but she always moves away.
>Nothing sexual, we are both clothed
>Pool is busy/cold so we go to a hot tub to talk closer.
>Hot tub is cold and she doesn't join me inside until after I warm it up
>There's a film projector inside of the hot tub.
>I try to show her how to film, but the film is also showing events from my life (possibly not actual events from my life).
>Everytime I get close to her, again she moves away, even in the hot tub.
>Film reel is rerecording over a film about an old Filipino man.
>Suddenly the power goes out.
>She get out of the hot tub, I remain to roll up the film reel.
>I get help rolling it up from a different
Filipino man.
>He's old, but kind looking with a white goatee that reminds me of a Billy goat.
>I roll up the film reel too fast for him, he
chides me for doing so too fast.
>Then I wake up.

What do you think it means? If anyone here is a good at interpreting dreams, maybe you can give me a quick rundown. I haven't tried analyzing it yet, and I don't know if it's prophetic or just wish fulfillment.

Literally had some of the worse sleep paralysis in my life. I woke up in the bed I was sleeping on to see this random girl sitting next to me. The worst part was that her head was upside and she wouldn't blink. I wanted to scream in terror and get the fuck out of the room, but sleep paralysis wouldn't allow me to do so. I tried so hard to yell and with all my force I slowly raised my right hand a bit but I felt something push it down as I looked up at the ceiling because of how horrid that girl looked. I ended up seeing this disfigured pale face lurking from the bottom of my vision before I went back into a lucid state of dreaming.

>>19453455
Have you been doing anything you regret or know was wrong? Perhaps this is a reflection of that unsatisfied guilt.

Or perhaps you starting to take on even just minor aspects of your shadow- things you've otherwise supressed, and in you dream these minor sins against the ego are expanded to the point of becoming a melodramatic morality play in the dream.

Or perhaps you've betrayed someone or something, and you subconscious is interpreting you as becoming the Betrayer.

Or, lastly but not exhaustively, you've recently lost control and given into hedonism in your life, or you've come close, and your being warned via the subconscious to change your ways lest you become like the devil in you mind.

Regardless, I think the devil here is a manifestation of the shadow, the supressed aspects of your psyche. Does it mean your capable of all those things you do in the dream? Not necessarily. But it does mean your ego strongly condemns those things. Take of that what you will.

>>19457392
Let's see if I can break this down via symbolism
>The home
The home is you world, your place of safety, your Axis Mundi as it were. Here is made out of worn logs as you suggest. It's a rustic vibe which Iniesta something that is lovingly crafted by yourself with hard work. I in this dream it symbolizes your ego. You've worked hard to create this.
>The clothing
Clothing often represent how we present the self to other, or how we interpret our own ego. Here you say it is bright and flamboyant. Are you bright and flamboyant IRL? If not, do you still feel as though you can get people's attention? Or maybe your gay? Regardless of what it is, the flannel indicates you are comfortable in how you see yourself.
>The pick axe and the shadows.
Firstly the pick axe. The subconscious is often symbolized by archetypal 'low places' such as oceans, caves, basements, or- in this case- mines. Of course the subconscious here is only implied through relation to the pick axe. The axe itself is a symbol of extraction and refinement. You use it to separate ore from the earth.

I don't think it's an accident that your using it to attack shadows. If your on this board you probably already know about the Jungian archetype of the shadow. In this context you appear to be trying to integrate aspects of the shadow by tearing them down. Since you see yourself do so in third person indicates you haven't attempted to do so yourself and are watching to see how to.

1/2

>>19458074
>>19457392
>Con't

>The jar
The syringes could be a sexual metaphor, if you've been having unprotected sex. Perhaps it's refelct worries about catching STIs. Or, if that not the case, the syringes could represent toxic elements in your life, wether they're people, events, or routines. Regardless of what they are, the jar symbolizes that you've compartmentalized it, contained it from the rest of your ego. But you can't just ignore them.
Putting your arm into the jar might indicate that despite your best efforts to contain toxic elements in your life (or avoid risky sex if that's the case) you keep putting yourself into situations where they can harm you.

>The bathroom
This is a place of privacy, of sanitation. In the context of this dream this might symbolize a place- or a mindset- you enter when your in shock or pain. Based on the last symbol, you are entering here because your previous indiscretion has harmed you, and you crave privacy despite its effects leaking everywhere. It doesn't matter if you suffer publicly or in privacy though, as you are losing your lifeform, your blood slowly but surely.

>Your mother
Our earliest formed memories are that of comfort from our mothers. Even in this dream you can feel that comfort still, and still turn to a symbol of nourishment even as your vitality is slowly sapped. It indicates that there are people in your life that you can turn to for help and support when the toxic elements of your life harm you.

That's my quick analysis.

>>19453455
I dreamed of a girl hanging upside down from the top of my closet,just hanging around.
I asked her to come into bed with me but she didn't listen.
I sat there for a while and debated if i should grope her or go back to sleep and my heart was beating loud
then i went back to sleep

>>19456986
Look at the clock, read the time. Look away, then read it again. Do that 2-3 times everyday 7-8 times aday. Also a couple sips of soda or coffee before bed helps.

Okay,this is just another post for all of you but for me shit got weird last night ... can't remember all of it but some details got stuck
> dream starts with me in my house having some kind of argument with my parents or dad,my dad is then fixing some shit as I speak with my mom
> In the dream I know that my dad has been outside the country for a week,moments later, I am yelling/ telling my mom this and start rushing towards this fucking intruder pretending to by my dad
> as I grab him by the neck,there is no fucking head,only a body and its neck
> surprised I let go and I get outside using the back door, as I look back I see my mom (and someone/something else) close the gate and just looking at me like whatever kid
> as I take a turn I see some police and I ask them to take me to the station, this guy jokes and tells me they can take me to a police station in a city which is at 30/40 km from here
> wtf,no ,I have to get to the one in our town so I go alone whatever
> as I keep going I see a couple and they pull out their wallet and try to help me o another couple, idk wtf was going on
> another couple see this and I see that their about to get robbed,so I hit the womans hand and keep going

Okay all casual and usual dream nonsense until this point,this is where part 2 begins and it juust gets so fucking science fiction

I had a dream I platinum'd Bloodborne
Even told my friend about it
But I just dreamt it :(

>>19459854
Part 2
> So I throw that couple wallet away or on the ground because I realize the we're about to get robbed and wanted to warn them or prevent it
This dream was weird because usually I don't actually control so much my acts or abilities while dreaming, I don't realize what I am capable of, so I just go with it, like this dream up until this point, but I wasn't fully lucid,I couldn't change the environment or anything
> fuck it,I start flying/levitating and see these humanoids figures in neon green,almost identical, walking around as if they were drunk/desoriented
> as I am approaching them I realize they're 'with me', of course, they need some of my help
> I start 'shooting'/transferring this green particle light from the palm of my hands to one of the humanoid figure, like I already knew that was what I am was supposed to do
> don't look back and keep flying because fuck it I am a mix of superman and green lantern at this point
> as I am on a building thinking how the fuck did I just did that, I look back and see (somebody? a friend I think) telling me to just surrender/stop or come down,as if there is no way out and I am trapped now
> the fuck I can't even think of flying so I just look down and realize he is kind of right
> fuuck, somehow I jump to a lower place and get into the building,I am now inside some kind of small bath/maze, black marble,nice wood detailing, luxurious feel to it
> there's a door,as I am about to open it, suited up black guy from pulpfiction opens it,one hand open towards me making the calm down gest as seen in movies (gun in the other hand? Cant remember right now)
> behind me i know there's another guy
> start running,as I am about to exit I see my wallet on the ground, I get closer and I realize it's inside this 'square corner' so if I get inside I will 100 % get caught
>stretch my hand, concentrate for 2 sec, wallet start levitating and flyes into my hand
> leave in a rush

>>19459854
>>19460045
Did I experienced what it would be like to have superpowers? Or perhaps lucid dreaming in small doses?
No need to reply or give interpretations .. I really just wanted to share possibly the best (and strange) dream I've ever had

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Hello! So a little back story first: I don't believe every dream is symbolic. I think that a majority of dreams are ways to figure out issues in waking life or things we have seen in waking life like to make appearances. However, I also believe that if you wake up and had a dream that made no sense face value, and there were lots of colors; or the dream simply sticks in your mind and easy to recall? These are the dreams that are messages to us. So I am here to ask about a dream I had last night. It has been puzzling me all day, and I'm getting conflicting answers from "dream dictionaries".

Okay, so I was dreaming I was in this spider sanctuary room, made mostly of dirt, and various foliage. There was an elder man there that took care of and studied these spiders. A gigantic colorful spider (black, blues, reds, etc) came down from the ceiling from a string of web and landed on my arm. I felt fearful. This gigantic spider proceeded to bite me. The elder man informed me that this spider was the most poisonous spider in the spider sanctuary. I started to immediately feel the symptoms the elderly man listed; and he mentioned at the end death of course. However, he had an antidote (the specific word antidote was used consistently). He administered the antidote, and I started to recover as quickly as I felt the symptoms. End of dream being significant and memorable.

Pic related; closest thing I could find that resembled the spider.

i had a dream that there were two dogs, white and black, white one pulled out one of its eye and threw it away and he also became black. then it took the other dog's entire head in mouth crushed its skull and killed it

Had a really weird one last night. Don't remember a lot of details, but then again, who ever does?
>Outside of a building, around midday.
>Lots of people around. I remember I recognized some faces, but don't know who they were.
>Trying to get into the building when a car drives and crashes straight into it
>I try to get away from the crash, when a guy next to me taps my shoulder and says "How many loved ones can you kill on one gallon of gas?"
>I reply "I don't know; five?"
>As I say this all the air escapes my lungs and I cant breathe.
>I look around and the crowd has mostly disappeared, except for a few people, including that guy.
>Look up and see a guy in a suit coming out of the car wreck
Don't know what happens after that, but next thing I remember was being inside that building. At this point i realized that this is a building I have reoccurring dreams about.
>Inside one of the rooms, some of my friends are with me, and we're hanging out
>For some reason, an older man with white hair gets me to leave the room
>We're walking down a wide hallway, with windows on the left side and rooms on the right
>Out the window i recognize the area I was in during the first part of the dream.
>We take a right turn into an elevator.
>The elevator was extremely wide, with wooden walls, but the floor was made out of those rubber tiles they put in playgrounds so that kids dont hit the cement if they fall.
>Everything was damaged: the door was stuck open, the rubber tiles were ripped up, and wires in the walls and ceiling were exposed.
>On the far side of the elevator is a single black kid, probably 8-10 years old.
>I step into the elevator, and feel that it's a bad idea to be in it
>I run to the other side, grab the kid and run back out.
>People start gathering around
>Tell the man who was with me not to go into the elevator.
>He says ok, but immediately steps in, right after he acknowledges me.
Cont.

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Sometimes I wonder if our dreams are glimpses into other dimensions, especially if our lucid dreams are when we experience rather than just view them.

Of course, going by Occam's Razor, dreams are just dreams, but it would cool and scary all at once if dreams were also dimensions.

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>>19453455
Had a pretty weird one
>wake up in a war torn looking field
>wtf
>turn around to see a man in a confederate uniform walk up to me
>he resembles my father
>sit down and he tells me how he came to Arkansas from Ireland
>Listen to war stories for what seems like forever
>suddenly he stops and looks straight at me
>"Don't forget your history, anon"
>wake up

Cont. from
>>19460787
(Sorry if I some things are unclear, I'm very tired, but want to get this down before I forget)
>As soon as he steps in, another, normal elevator car, that was apparently in the same shaft, comes down at very high speeds and crushes the other one.
>The sky outside turns an ugly orange color
>The people around me start yelling at me saying why I didn't stop him.
>I try to explain that I told him not to, and start crying, even though I had no idea who that guy was.
>The kid I saved asks me where do the "milkwalkers"
Dont remember how I replied
>Walk around into the bottom floor of the building, to try to find the guy
>Eventually find the guy's body and elevator car, somehow between two sets of staircases.
Don't know what happened after this point. Some of the things in the dream could definitely be interpreted as symbolic, such as saving the kid, but I don't see how it relates to me. The weird thing is I'm certain the kid said "milkwalkers" and not "skinwalkers", which would make some sense. I don't know what a milkwalker is, but maybe my mind just made it up so I could laugh when I woke up.

The thing about the building this dream took place in is that I constantly have dreams about it, and I feel like it might mean something and I have to write about it. I have such a clear mental image of it, I could probably draw detailed pictures, if I had any artistic talent. The building has a few large, modernist, lobbies, which don't match the design of the rest of the building, which has ceramic floors and brick walls. The exterior, however is very fuzzy to me, and seems to change by dream, but the inside is always the same. I love dreaming about this building, and for some reason always wake up feeling nostalgic and happy when I do.

I don't remember many of my dreams, but whatever.

Minor backstory on me: I'm 17 year old male with slightly confused gender identity and sometimes I fear mental illness due to probably very normal things happening in my head. Anyway, onto my dreams.

When I was a little kid I used to dream about this fuckin clown. I named him "The Evil" as a little kid, and just typing that gives me chills. Thinking of the name makes me feel wrong. anyway, onto the content.

They were almost every night as a kid from before i can remember until i was about 8 or 10. The last dream was special, but I'll get to that.

Every single one involved me being in my house (two stories but cozy, relatively small and tight with over 10 people or so in it) with this clown and one or two of my family members. He was tall and wore a yellow clown jumpsuit with red hair but i never saw his face. Basically your stereotype clown guy though I guess.

I'd hide from him with my family member in every dream, usually my sister or one of my cousins who i was very close to at the time. In one dream, we did "turn him off" by that I mean my cousin and I were hiding under the table, and he walked by. She tripped him and I flipped a big switch on his back to turn him off. That's literally what happened. Anyway, of the two i vividly remember, there's that one and the time my sister and I hid in a small room that doesnt even exist in my house to hide from him, then it just ended.

Now, onto the last dream I had involving him. It's a doozy and I remember every terrible detail.

I woke up in my parents' bed (i still slept with them, don't judge i was a scared kid) and walked downstairs to the living room, to see my mother and father, along with my uncle and my cousins all stabbed to death on the couches and floor. It was horrific. The worst scene my mind could dream up as a child. Cont.

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After averting my eyes from that, I saw through the front door that looks from the living room out to the long driveway and the yard (i live in the woods) and I saw my uncle's white ram truck driving down the driveway. I thought nothing more but THAT HAD to be the killer. I fled to the kitchen on the other side of the house but was met with a large greasy man in a wifebeater holding some sort of weapon, so I hightailed and went out the front door only to be greeted by tens of these exact same men, and as I sprinted around my yard and in an out of my house trying to escape their grasp, I finally saw him again. Standing in the narrow hallway leading to my sisters' rooms upstairs, he stood there in the light of the sun and looked at me. I couldn't hide. I was frozen. I don't know what happened after that.

A detail I just remembered after typing this, I tried to fight him before but got nowhere. It was like punching a pillow. My parents and three sisters also tell me that my sleep is chaotic. I kick, I scream, I talk to people that aren't there, and things like that. I have stories about that as well if you'd like to hear. Also more bad dreams. Thanks for any input you guys can give me, I hope you can put my mind to ease.