Unforgettable Dreams #2

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Dream goes like this:
Spectating several pieces of furniture singing a song repeativly: a red Closet, a blue/greenish Shelf and something yellow wich could have resembled a Hatstand or something.
song goes like this:
The Noseclamp CRACKS the scale...
(the word CRACKS was emphasized)
but the Noseclamp can...
alos CRACK other things...
then a mumbeling voice read a list of random "Things" wich obviously could be cracked by the Noseclamp. After a while the Song came back and the furnitures reappeared.
This whole scenario took place in a black void and i felt more or less threatened by the furnitures, even if i was surely just a spectator of their performance.
I do lucid dreaming for ten+years now and i never felt so lost and insecure like in these endless moments, wich are also the most vivid memorys of my dreams i ever had.

This is one of the few dreams I have remembered since I had it:

I fell asleep normally, life was usual, nothing was out of place, but I did fall asleep easier than normal.

In the dream I have lived a full life, at the time I was 23 maybe, but in the dream I lived a whole life, had memories from childhood up to mid 30's, where I was living in my own house, it was quite spacious and seemed like a different country. I had a wife and kids or perhaps cousins in the house. The dream lasted what literally felt a lifetime, it was my reality. As time went on in the dream I got the feeling that something was wrong, out of place. I became depressed and anxious, it felt like all meaning was sucked out of my life and I felt extremely out of place. Slowly the memories of this life started coming into my head, I remembered more and more the more I focused. I remembered my family, my actual memories, I felt such sorrow, but knew there was nothing I could do about it, that this is my life now, and I must go on without seeming crazy. A few hours later in the dream, it was night, my mother rang the door bell, she was delivering a package I ordered, and I started breaking down. I recognized her but she didn't blink an eye at me, I broke down completely without uttering a word, as I lose myself in this torment I woke up.

If anyone wants a go at interpreting they are free to.

I had this one where I was fighting Mike Rowe and a gang of samurais off from a brewery/restaurant while slicing the wooden beer barrels with my katana. When I woke up my duvet was flip perfectly on the opposite side and I'm 90% percent sure it wasn't my roommate pranking me.

>sitting in living room watching TV with my dad
>loud banging is heard on the front door, shaking the whole room
>banging stops
>dad says "hey anon, you should go check that out!" With no fear or concern for my safety in his voice
>I instantly respond "sure!"
>walk out the door and immediately clamber onto the roof assassin's creed style, for some reason
>I see a bus parked outside the gate that surrounds our patio
>inside the bus is a reptilian, mothman, the loch Ness monster and other cryptids all looking bored and sort of depressed.
>I can see sasquatch walking out of the gated patio towards the bus
>sasquatch is wearing a hat, carrying a briefcase and looking incredibly disappointed and depressed.
>I shout "what the fuck, is that bigfoot?!"
>sasquatch spins around and lights up when he sees me
>with a big smile he throws his hat and briefcase in the bus and gleefully says "go on without me boys, I found one!"
>the cryptids all cheer, congratulate him and wave as the bus drives off
>sasquatch looks back at me before darting off
>I chase him around the neighborhood
>after not too long I lose him, but I'm left with the sense that I somehow did him a big service.

In my dream I was taking my puppy out to potty, it was raining and I had eventually went into town for something. When I came back out the store it was no longer raining. I looked up at the night sky and saw all the planets very close to earth. It felt very real. Has I was heading back home I told everyone I saw to look up at the sky, something amazing was happening. I finally made my way home but it felt like forever. I went inside and told my family about the planets being visible. I got my phone, went back outside and started to take pictures. When I started to take a picture of saturn I saw a comet flying by it and what looked like the sun to the left of it. Which for some reason I found the comet very odd. When I went to take a picture of Neptune it got even more weird. When I looked upon it, it had a smoky haze over it and well it looked like volcanoes erupting on it. Beside it was another planet, one I had never seen before. It too gave me a weird feeling of oddness.

Has if that wasn't already weird enough my phone went weird on me. Zooming out revealed other things. At first it was of some face in the sky, zoomed out some more and it was all the planets together, kept zooming out and it was 4 people in a ring(one you wear), zooming out more the ring was on some ladies hand. I don't remember much detail but she was laying on her side and she had some red thing in her hair. Around her was the galaxy, all the other stars in the system. And then I woke up. I don't remember the dreams I have but there a very few I do and often wonder why.

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>>19577092
>aliens attacking my house
>explosion through the front window
>i am literally throwing up broken glass
>whole family is just screaming about how we're going to die
>i am trying to plan an escape
>they think I am just screaming too and want me to join in the crying pile
>i can't make them listen to me
>I pull myself away from their arms
>try to escape by myself
>desperately running from laser beams as fast as I can and constantly ducking and diving back and forth to dodge the hits
>the only similar feeling I can describe is running away on foot from pic related in planetside2
>the entire time i'm pulling broken glass out of my throat
>this dream is recurring every few months or so
>some nights I have this dream 3 or 4 times before I wake up

I had a dream last night and maybe I thought this is a suitable thread where you guys could try and help me interpret it.

>Nice sunny day
>In city's old town part at the cathedral square
>I'm supposed to meet some of my friends
>Meet a few of them and among them is also a girl from my uni group (She doesn't know them IRL)
>She's holding a thermos flask (Coffee)
>Try to hook up with her for some reason
>Get near her and wrap my arm around her
>"Hey, would you be nice and pour me some of your coffee"
>"Yeah, sure" she says in a half confused but also polite tone
>Pours me some coffee
>Drink it
>Goodstuff
>Tell her that I will not forget a favor and I'll buy it back
>Run to the nearest shop
>Buy her a bar of chocolate
>Wake up to an alarm

>>19581925
Sounds like you're overcompensating when it comes to gifts/affection. Just chill out and learn about another person before you give everything you've got.

I had this dream about two years ago and it was the first and only "nightmare" i've had so far since no other dream has induced such fear.

It was a world where it was always pitch black outside, and there were beings which were invisible in the dark. I vaguely remember this being the work of a bright blue star that suddenly appeared one day, i think it might have been called vega. The only place with lighting and people was a rundown subway station which was strangely crowded though I didnt know where all the people came from or went. You could take a train, but it would always end up back at the same place. The dream ended as abruptly as it began.

What struck me as really odd was how it all seemed so familiar, as if I had dreamt it years before in addition to the lingering fear after I woke up.

>sitting in the middle of nowhere with only a laptop
>were outside and there is nothing around us the area looks like Arizona, with dead grass and super hot
>nothing besides a naive American man
>he's standing there with a bow
>pov turns to laptop
>it's a DNA ethnicity results for me and my bother
>to mention me and my brother are like both 30% Native American
>we look on the site and we're not Native American
>the Native American man aims the bow towards my brother
>I scream run
>I wake up

>>19579954
That's cool... Like they wouldn't have purpose without anyone interested in them

>>19577092
coitus with patrick from spongebob.
made me quit porn

>be luftwaffe pilot
>be flying above new york
>start dropping bombs
>taxi cabs explode in spectacular manner
>hell yeah
That is.

In a temple with friends, or somewhere underground. We fuck around, and somehow these entities or creatures begin hunting us down one by one. They're yellowed, humanoid but not human. Always begins with us discovering the entrance being collapsed or broken by them, and ending with either me escaping or being caught and ripped apart.
I've had it so many times that I can remember the layout of the temple/cave system. Recently, it's progressed to where I find myself in a wide, dimly lit cavern with a blue ambience to it, and a small shrine hidden behind a curtain of lichen. I never mess with it, and it always makes me deeply saddened, to the point of crying. Then I move out a bit further, and discover an old, abandoned, horribly kept house. Think your average American farmhouse. I head inside, seeking shelter or help from the entities chasing me, and there's separate entities inside, usually in the form of the rotting husks of a mother and child. I assume they mean harm and hide, but they always find me, and I believe due to my respect of the shrine, they show themselves as not being a threat despite their appearance. They even heal any wounds I may obtain, and help me escape.
I've had the dream at least six times since I've started keeping track, and I wake up feeling either empty or saddened by it. No idea why.
Any help, /x/?

>>19577092
A dream I had a few months ago:
>In a strange home
>Felt like home was mine that I was living in
>Hubby is there wearing a plain white t-shirt
>Hubby is moving around between his room & the living room doing ..... something unimportant
>Son is there
>Son is depressed
>Son is very, very depressed
>A hand gun appears in Son's hands.
>I wonder where he got the gun from.
>Son is sitting at the foot of the bed talking to his dad & me.
>We are trying to lift his spirits & give words of wisdom
>I become overwhelmed with the sadness of my Son so I get up & walk out of the room & go to the front room for a moment
>View switches back to Hubby & son
>Son says he needs to use the bathroom
>Hubby says ok
>Get's up and walks the few steps in the hall to the bathroom
>I walk back toward the bedroom and give a questioning look to Hubby
>Hubby points to bathroom
>Hear loud BANG come from bathroom
>My heart stops, I'm frozen in place
>Hubby walks to bathroom, opens the door, takes a step in, stands up really straight

I wake up in tears. Call my son who now lives in another state. Sobbing my eyes out, I tell him about my dream & how much I love him. I cannot stop telling him how important he is & how much I love him. 10 minutes he has to listen to me bawling & saying I love you. I hang up & spend the rest of the morning crying my eyes out.

I'm agnostic in regards to both the paranormal and religion but these have made me consider the possibility of dream-dwellers

1. I was in a forest, barefoot and wearing a bright blue dress. Everything I was so vivid, especially the color. I found a farm with what seemed like Amish men working and there was a fence on the other side. After walking across the field I tried to squeeze through and a kind of chubby guy ran over and started to yell at me. Then he burst out laughing and said I'm not from around there. He led me to a gate in the fence to a town and said that fences are sacred to his people. All of the houses had huge holes blown in the roofs, he said it was so that God could watch over them. He took me into his house and poured some wine, then a woman whispered in his ear and his face turned bright red as he broke into tears, staring at me. Then I woke up, and I wish I could know what was wrong, I woke up feeling so bad for him.

2. I was in my grandma's house but everything inside was made of skin and bone. There were people standing inside, all really tall with straight black hair or bald heads. They were all lanky, boney, and naked. None of them spoke, and most were either staring at me or standing in the corners of the room like 7-foot tall children in time-out. Despite the disgusting surroundings and creatures I felt safe. I walked back to her bedroom and laid in the bed and one came out the closet, he was so tall he had to slump over and he had four legs and an extra small arm on the left side of his chest. His hair was straight and black like the others, but half his head was shaved clean. He was the only one that spoke, in a deep voice, and all he said is "We live like Gods, we eat like kings."

Since that second dream, those tall creatures have been recurring in my dreams and they always follow me. Other people in my dreams never notice them. I feel safe when I'm in the dream but I wake up feeling paranoid after a dream with those creatures.

A few days ago I dreamed the world was ending, I saw some buildings in town upside down, with clouds where they'd meet land and the sky was psychedelic.
Some moments of freaking out with my family about it and we receive two alien visitors. Greys probably.
One is old and was sitting in some sort of wheelchair while the other was young and had larger eyes. They were both yellowish. The older one sort of talked to us, not sure if telepathically or not while the younger was deeply interested in me and my family, especially in the fact that we wore clothes. He couldn't talk to us and made several signals. He seemed very innocent and young.

The old one was constantly worried in the situation we were at the time, trying to "save" us from the impending doom the world was supposedly in at the time.
I felt relief when they arrived instead of dread and it all felt so very real. I was woke up by my gf getting hurt in the kitchen so it felt horribly incomplete.

I always have this dream of me walking down the road that I used to live on. At the end of the street is this big white house, open and inviting, and I ALWAYS steal this dude's 1980s Jimmy. I go joy riding around my small town, stopping at different places from the "mall" to the movie theater to my old doctor's office, but I always end up in the same place....at an antique bookstore. I go to the far back of the shop, and pick up an old book, barely holding itself together and open it up. Sometimes the book has writing in it (always in some weird language, nothing I can "understand") and other times it is blank. I've had this dream since I was probably 11 (I'm 26 now) and I can even remember the way the Jimmy smells of tobacco freshly lit and lavender....to the way that if I forget to correctly push it into reverse I would go sailing forward and stall it.

Never understood the dream, but I've always wanted a Jimmy ever since. What's even more fucked is that whenever I go to buy onr- it's always sold before I can get my hands on it. Wtf.