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Bump when dreaming by Martin Femblelock - Tue, 18 Apr 2017 19:38:27 EST ID:Z1c27HK5 No.45590 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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Had a dream last night that my mom was stomping on my head. Another one where crazy colourful figures where screaming at me. Ever since I cut down on weed my dreams are more vivid as expected. A lot of them have no chill but it's still interesting. I'm not even sure I can seperate a nightmare from a regular dream, in a good way. At least it makes me feel something, even though I might wake up sweaty. I'd like to enjoy some sleep paralysis again where I see the Mr. dark figured fuck-your-shit-up-fam guy. It's about the only excitement I have.
You?
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Jack Clillylud - Thu, 20 Apr 2017 06:05:03 EST ID:qjDvL8/f No.45591 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>>45590
Had a pretty boss dream last night where I was semi-lucid and was basically Jet Set Radio-ing my way through a futuristic water park flying around and soaring through the clouds
Starting fighting a future war game with psyonic abilities and teleportation and shit
Ran into that Indian woman from the Expanse (Ambassador Aravalalala or whatever) and gave her a good rimming
10/10 would dream again
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Caroline Diblingdock - Tue, 25 Apr 2017 00:34:24 EST ID:CydJnUEm No.45598 Ignore Report Quick Reply
I had a dream that I was naked in a grocery store and was arrested
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Ernest Honeyfield - Tue, 25 Apr 2017 13:12:05 EST ID:DA3FmkUw No.45600 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>>45598
Walter White?
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Cornelius Pittspear - Sat, 29 Apr 2017 11:23:56 EST ID:DB1rujKB No.45601 Ignore Report Quick Reply
Is it gay if I have a sex dream about a dude but in the dream he has a vagina?
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Hugh Hevingmat - Mon, 08 May 2017 23:38:22 EST ID:dWWmKKkA No.45609 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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I have this deep fear, sometimes.. just after you die you could be in a place in the world where you can't stay.
It happened, I was in a light sleep state my fear was connected to by a person in the world that it was happening to at the very moment. He died and was waiting on a very small place, ocean was all around and he was suddenly pulled into the sky by the huge force, the expression of disbelief and amazement, the feeling I have. The unexpected force, you could travel through the skies to another place.
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PS !gPIBqVmoRQ - Tue, 09 May 2017 10:46:05 EST ID:++R46gjq No.45610 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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I was working at a university and helping some people with their administrative stuff. i went in the back room to retrieve some files and this ghost popped out from behind a filing cabinet and surprised me (basically a boo from mario) and then it disappeared, but from where it hopped out of behind the cabinet there was a switch, so I pressed it. Suddenly it was night time and all the flourescent lights came on, the building was empty when a minute ago there were dozens of people. I went outside and was walking around the buildings and the sky was light a weird salmon color and all the landscaping was super neon and colorful, I saw someone walking and asked what time it was and they said "Never" or something like that and walked away. I couldn't get back in so I walked to another building and went inside. It was a nice office building but it was totally empty, no desks or chairs or anything. I heard voices and laughing from the stairwell and followed it down to the basement, and when I opened the door at the bottom it lead to a parking garage. There were some students hanging out by a car and talking, but they and the car vanished when I went up to them. I turned around to leave but the ghost from before was standing in front of the door to the stairwell, as soon as I saw it it made that noise that boos make and I got warped back up into the building, except now there were a bunch of people working at their desks as well as lots of boos floating around and goofing off but apparently I was the only one who could see them because everyone else was ignoring them. I went to leave but for some reason the door wouldn't let me back out so I went to front desk and they told me I was at the wrong site and to hit the switch to get out, so went to flip another lever by the entrance and then I woke up.
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Matilda Honeydock - Tue, 09 May 2017 21:19:25 EST ID:dWWmKKkA No.45617 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>>45610 that's a reality in the afterlife. Seems like night time for a long time.
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PS !gPIBqVmoRQ - Wed, 10 May 2017 00:42:08 EST ID:++R46gjq No.45618 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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>>45617
seems reasonable. that fact that I was supposed to have died already but somehow cheated fate to remain alive is a recurrent motif in my dreams tbh. I had a conversation with an ethereal silhouette one time who told me that my soul was mutated and my existence would cause my interactions to be 'glitchy'. That dream was really weird too because I met him in the generator room of a big factory after hours, all the machines were off but the generators were on and when he came into the room behind me I became instantly aware that I was asleep in a dream and the factory was a representation of my brain. When he came in he said that I should be careful unless I wanted to die because if I broke the generator everything would shut down for good. He said a lot of other weird stuff after that too, like he was briefing me on the information even though it was all really abstract and broke the 4th wall (referencing conscious thought and awareness from a lucid/subconscious perspective). I'm still not sure if this was some kind of weird psychic midway point between conscious and subconscious where all these things just became clear, or if the devil himself appeared to me in my dreams and gave me a bunch of spoilers about fate and existence just to get me fucked up over it
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Augustus Hummlemerk - Wed, 10 May 2017 23:42:41 EST ID:dWWmKKkA No.45623 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>>45618 I get a vibe, there's a memory from your afterlife that's playing into it. If the person was you from the past in an older form and knew all about the afterlife and was testing and watching you to see if you have formed enough to stand your own in the afterlife. trippy man, it could be a person you knew from the afterlife.
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PS !gPIBqVmoRQ - Thu, 11 May 2017 12:06:53 EST ID:++R46gjq No.45625 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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>>45623
phantom janitor told me I reincarnated all funny cuz I was trying to achieve immortality in a past life. I wanted to design something that would let me store soul configurations so that I could reincarnate with memories intact. I did this by making a homunclus that was like a ghost with the intention that it could just possess a new body after I died and infect their developing soul like a virus so that I would regain consciousness in another body. it worked kinda but I didn't have a full grasp on the full scope of nonlinear time and the cycle of transmigration so things definitely got wonked. I did manage to write an exploitable sequence for compiling spirit information, but it doesn't have the right properties to re-arrange that information into a stream of conscious, if that makes any sense. It just saves a blueprint of whoever it is attached to when they die without the means of assembling anything, just floating through the void until it gets sucked into a soul formation with all that other debris- the love & hate & humor and all the other other intangible forces that animate bodies and make um do stuff. but it can't make that stuff do stuff, especially not reprogram an entire brain, even if it's fresh
the only reason I know any of this is because it gets explained to me in dreams sometimes, so even if my dreams are haunted that might just mean that the interface has been improving.
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Matilda Duckway - Mon, 15 May 2017 15:41:27 EST ID:CydJnUEm No.45627 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>at some weird summer camp
>brain parsed the entire thing, maps, policies, staff, dinner menu, weird cliques, whatever
>biggest rule is that while its daylight you are never allowed to be inside
>had these three large areas to do things in
>food was all fancy and expensive for some reason
>a kid escaped or died or something like that and I had to investigate
It was a bleak dream
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Eugene Poshworth - Wed, 17 May 2017 14:09:55 EST ID:ySpSlwwH No.45631 Ignore Report Quick Reply
I was flying in a an airplane with 3 other guys I knew from high school. Flying over cool landscapes, grassy trees, etc. I even made up a song that rhymed and it had chorus and everything. Eventually it was just me in the plane, but it had degraded into more of hang glider, and oh no, it was breaking. I landed and wound up about to go on stage, but I woke up.
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Hamilton Mablingwell - Mon, 05 Jun 2017 22:36:09 EST ID:nDxeYkew No.45643 Ignore Report Quick Reply
I had a dream where I ran into Frankie Muniz in an airport security line and made small talk with him and asked for a picture he couldn't since he was running late for his flight and I was disappointed.
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Charlotte Fummerville - Wed, 07 Jun 2017 04:52:10 EST ID:YRVtTvtf No.45645 Ignore Report Quick Reply
apparently decided to go visit an abandoned underground mausoleum with a couple other people. the dream began as we stood in a wet parking lot next to a field at night.

the entrance to this place was a wedge shaped concrete shed with big carved double doors with a lock. once we were in there was a flight of concrete steps leading down maybe 30 feet, ending in a dank concrete room with a hallway continuing through the back wall. everything about the place felt as awful as you'd expect an old mausoleum at night to feel, along with a faint smell of dry carrion.

i tried talking them out of it but we ended up going further in anyway. the place was damp, there were old marble plaques on the walls, some with dark stains seeping down the wall under them. the only light was our flashlights and occasional florescent fixtures that were barely working. this far in there was a definite smell of long-decayed bodies along with formaldehyde, and of course as soon as we started checking side corridors we got cut off by walking corpses.

the dream got blurry after that but i remember being cornered by some dead thing whose face was mostly brown bone with bits of dried black skin around the edges. fun times.
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PS !gPIBqVmoRQ - Wed, 07 Jun 2017 09:48:34 EST ID:mgO2SAvM No.45646 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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>>45645
that's a good one. I love dream facilities, they are often reflexive of the mind of the creator. A network of thoughts and feelings that you normally keep locked up and hidden away from the public. The most notable of which is the haunting fear that all living things possess, a fear of death. You want to know those things that have been lost to time, but the closer you get the more dangerous it becomes, until you are conceptually looking death in the face- past, present, future, we all meet with death someday, and that encounter is both mystical and mysterious as well as heartbreakingly painful. This is one of those subjects that I can't provide much feedback on, honestly. Other than to say that I know the struggle. A meeting with death in person is both terrifying and alluring, as it alludes to a bizarre liberating truth that is intensely personal, and cannot be shared by or with anyone else.
All I can say is that it is always different than we expect. Good luck.
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Ian Pogglewater - Thu, 08 Jun 2017 00:25:53 EST ID:YRVtTvtf No.45647 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>>45646
i assume it was the result of drinking a lot and watching bits of old horror movies along with violent games all week.
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Cedric Fallyhood - Tue, 13 Jun 2017 04:20:37 EST ID:iUjzF0Rj No.45651 Ignore Report Quick Reply
dreamed i was with this girl ive liked for awhile
we were going somewhere, idk, like on a ride where we were just sitting there in a vehicle not having to drive, and i had my arm around her and we were just talking
then i looked over at her and really wanted to kiss her so i did, and she wasnt really ready for it or expecting it and she kissed me back a little but it was kind of awkward, so i stopped
she didnt seem to mind though and kept cuddling with me

later on i was somewhere else she wasnt there and i thought of her and was like damn, why did i fuck up what was the issue is it her bf, she just got out of a relationship and it was like yeah, her bf is you
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Isabella Cicklefitch - Fri, 23 Jun 2017 05:19:42 EST ID:Mlq7DykP No.45657 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>dream of doing tantric sex with co-worker at a beach
>become semi-lucid just when I start to climax and know that I can still stop myself from cuming
>"meh, fuck it", cum anyway
>feel the cum running over my real body but am too apathetic to wake up and clean myself and just continue dreaming
>walk up to the water's edge and see a bunch of old broken pacifiers floating around in the water
>at first i don't understand what these pacifiers are doing here but then regain lucidity and understand the symbology of me cumming and killing off potential babies
>decide to wake up and clean myself in shame
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Phyllis Dinkinbick - Sun, 25 Jun 2017 12:26:57 EST ID:hAdqmr2V No.45666 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>going to school
>security at the entrance with metal detectors
>"you shouldn't be here you're not in school anymore"
>go through
>have lunch, buy some stuff
>want to go home now
>lost
>realize school looks more like an underground prison/cave system
>chick from the movie another earth joins me and acts like my friend
>but I'm getting paranoid about her
>reach a room, dead end
>close door behind me
>she tries to lock it so I'm trapped
>get out before she can
>leave her behind
>don't remember if I made it out
>suddenly I'm in this movie theater/museum/mall
>I have six simultaneous missions to complete, it's like a video game
>each is represented a portrait and an archetype (I only remember three, scientist, farmer (or something like that) and magician)
>when I switch between them the world changes a little but not completely, like applying a filter or traveling through time/seasons in oracle of ages/seasons
>random people work for "them" and want to kill me
>they're hard to defeat so usually I'm forced to switch perspectives to evade them
>failing the missions one by one
>only one or two left, I have to complete at least one to win
>don't remember if I did or not, but suddenly I am outside
>it's this aquatic utopia-looking town, streets are permaflooded about a foot deep with crystal clear water
>these weird squidlike things are shooting out of the water onto the streets
>they look kinda cool, like fireworks, so I assume there's some kind of celebration going on
>but they keep getting bigger and bigger, until one that's almost as big as me shoots out
>I see its teeth, its eyes
>it was strange
>like looking at one of those lovecraft entities and how it's supposed to drive you insane, I never really understood how that was possible, but when I looked at this creature I felt that
>realize I'm probably dreaming
>wonder how my fucked up brain can come up with this shit
>wake up suicidal
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Edwin Bruvingson - Sun, 25 Jun 2017 23:15:26 EST ID:j8/gu3jG No.45668 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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>>45601

Dream sex can usually be interpreted in interesting, symbolic ways that surpass the waking attraction we have for people. One time I was having sex with a woman in a dream and I looked down to see I was shoving my dick into a bigger dick. I does not like dick lol but I'm glad I remember it nb
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Cornelius Drangerban - Mon, 26 Jun 2017 11:09:28 EST ID:hAdqmr2V No.45669 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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>>45667
SKEPTICISM EVERYWHERE
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Gnarly McGoblin - Tue, 27 Jun 2017 17:37:39 EST ID:LBjTNBUr No.45671 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>See coworker dropping firecrackers into a storm drain in my room
>Peng, pause, peng, pause, peng
>Look away bored
>Earth shattering kaboom
>Debris everywhere
>That idiot dropped a scud or something
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exploding_head_syndrome
It didn't hurt and was really fascinating.
Is there a way of inducing this without nearly drinking myself to the hospital? DPH maybe?
Alcohol gives me sleep paralyses and I hate them with passion.
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Reuben Hullyfatch - Sun, 02 Jul 2017 16:40:42 EST ID:2IxopdIk No.45680 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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I had a dream I was getting freaky-deaky. Some idiot shouted something explicit about it, and I woke up before getting a chance to either threaten or attack. Wake up angry, I can't even wet dream right lol.
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Samuel Mogglechetch - Fri, 07 Jul 2017 11:32:00 EST ID:hAdqmr2V No.45686 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>going to the mall
>it's this industrial looking space station
>take an elevator up
>there's this big scary bridge like a catwalk with no rails and an endless chasm beneath it
>I'm wearing shoes that make keeping my balance difficult
>when I go inside it's full of sweaty nerds playing video games
>I wanted to do shopping, not play games, so I turn around but the bridge is gone
>someone tells me it'll come back so I should play some games
>I play some games
>bridge comes back but I'm scared to cross it in my shoes
>then suddenly I am in this weird world, it is like one of those justice scale things in that it's this huge coral spire with three domes suspended from the tip, big waves are beneath them
>green dome, blue dome and yellow dome
>I'm the favorite slave/errand boy to the mistress of the realm, a WoW naga lady
>the domes contain humans for tourists to look at because the world has no other source of income other than coral exports
>green dome is the best dome, it's where me and the lady live, sparsest population but very classy, most aquatic of the three, like being in atlantis or something but a little more urban
>blue dome is the most like first world earth
>yellow dome kind of sucks, I don't remember it very well, but has the highest population
>I have to do shit in all of the domes for the lady but I have to pretend to blend into the populations of each dome so I get to know people and stuff
>even met a couple of qts but nothing really happened
>then suddenly I am in this grassy expanse
>there is nothing there except a gas station called "the experiment"
>the sheer emptiness is driving me mad
>and then I am staring at an album cover
>the album is called "anarchism", and the cover itself is of this weird glass pod structure with white beams (structural, not lazer beams) around it, just sitting there in the middle of some town
>wake up
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Samuel Mogglechetch - Fri, 07 Jul 2017 11:34:13 EST ID:hAdqmr2V No.45687 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>>45686
Also at one point I was sleep paralyzed and there was this guy dancing in my room nb
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Samuel Mogglechetch - Fri, 07 Jul 2017 12:30:47 EST ID:hAdqmr2V No.45688 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>>45625
You realize that that's straight up evil and there are other ways to accomplish what you're trying to accomplish, right?
Faggot
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Abberon - Fri, 07 Jul 2017 18:21:12 EST ID:hA1k9hsi No.45689 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>>45590
A couple of days ago I had a dream where I went to buy biscuits (yeah biscuits) and at some point encounter the singer from Smash Mouth who's selling his band's CDs at a stand for 25 cents because he's broke or something. I eventually buy one CD for 10 dollars instead of 25 cents to help him. Needless to say, I never got to buy the biscuits I wanted. Craziest dream ever, all these memes are breaking my brain.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_jWHffIx5E
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Jarvis Nickleway - Sat, 15 Jul 2017 13:59:04 EST ID:hAdqmr2V No.45698 Ignore Report Quick Reply
>I lost my hat
>I was biking around looking for it
>I couldn't find it and I was sad
>I got this card in the mail
>It had this little face on it
>"We had a lot of fun times together. I'm leaving this here so you can always remember me. If you're feeling down, remember that at least you're still alive."
>The word "alive" was drawn like these pieces of flesh that had a bunch of electrical strands connecting them
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Cedric Geshbore - Sat, 22 Jul 2017 23:32:17 EST ID:fDONzuxG No.45707 Ignore Report Quick Reply
I don't remember last night, but a couple of nights ago I was a total fucking sociopath. I woke up a few times during the night, so I had three distinct dreams that I remember.

>walking in a parking garage
>get to my car, use the key fob, it won't unlock
>realize that some other car is flashing its lights when I press the button
>some asshole stole the shit that lets you unlock your car with a fob
>get -really- pissed off, go to the other car, yelling at the girl who's in it
>call her a "worthless jolly african-american cunt" and start strangling her through the sunroof
>drown her in the car (it was about half full of water lol)
>some dude saw the whole thing, but he's scared shitless
>get him to help me pull the body out and wrap it in a tarp, which I then throw off the side of the parking garage
>watch it hit the ground, then make my way home safely

I don't remember much detail about the second dream, but I raped a girl in her early teens. I remember a good amount of detail about the third, but it's not as interesting: I stalked and tormented this couple for shits and giggles, but most of what I remember was me moving from place to place. I can't remember any actual tormenting, I just know that that's what I was doing, they were both scared shitless.

I woke up that morning like "huh...... hahaha"
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Basil Foffingforth - Tue, 01 Aug 2017 22:11:50 EST ID:8vorvR9i No.45715 Ignore Report Quick Reply
I dreamt that I was riding this rail, like a mine cart rail, but it was very thin, and I was going very fast. I don't know what I was riding, as I was laying flat on something, or maybe the rail itself. There was a girl laying directly in front on me on the rail, lying on her back with her feet pointed forward. Her face was right in front of mine, only a few inches away, with us both being prone. I didn't know who she was, but I felt like I knew this girl because of some premonition I had prior in the dream; I knew she was going to die or fall off the rail at one point because there were these songs playing in the background in sequence like an album or an opera, and once it got to a certain song her doom would befall her. We were going at high speeds through what seemed to be an extremely dim, and long and snaking tunnel. I remember trying to keep her calm and feeling like I was going to save her, even though I didn't have a viable way of doing that in that situation. The thing that struck me was that she was even calmer than I was, and was just looking me in the eye with this confidence that we'd be alright, and that made me feel confident too, even though it seemed a hopeless situation to get out of. I think her calm made me fall in love with her- she was very beautiful, of course. Kinda surprised that I still get these dream romances with people that aren't real. I guess it's kind of a sweet surprise, albeit quite sad too when you wake.
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Oliver Clarrydale - Wed, 02 Aug 2017 21:08:15 EST ID:hAdqmr2V No.45718 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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I had my first anime dream last night
I lived in some depressing little desert town
I slept on a thin mat and I was wrapped up in a sleeping bag, others were scattered around doing the same
I just wanted to sleep but I couldn't
Later I went to school
And I joined up with a team of genderbending magical girls because none of the other kids would play with me
It was all in 2D
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Angus Clandershit - Fri, 04 Aug 2017 10:57:42 EST ID:XvckYD4Y No.45719 Ignore Report Quick Reply
had a weird one last night

I was sitting in my living room with Bill Cosby, Will Smith, and some other black actor, I don't remember. But Bill Cosby was scolding these younger guys for holding black people back hundreds of years, and he made fun of their stupid haircuts.

Then Cosby pulled out this weird mantis/scorpion hybrid thing. It was black and red and about the size of my forearm. It had, like, scorpion claws and a stinger but its body was that of a mantis. Cosby was all like "sick 'em" and Will Smith and the other guy ran out of the room. Cosby walked after them and left the big horrifying creature with me. It was walking around my living room, on the top of my couch and shit. When it would walk toward me I would get scared and scream at it real loud to get it to back off, which it did.

It eventually went under a blanket on the couch and just sorta hung out there for a while. Then there was this dog (I don't own a dog) that saw it kinda moving around underneath the cover and started pawing at it. Then they got into this crazy fight. Like, the scorpion thing was moving at mach fucking speeds about the couch and ripping it to shreds trying to attack the dog, while the dog was just trying to hold it down and kill it. The dog eventually got it pinned and starting clawing at its face real hard, but he got stung by its stinger in the process. I remember thinking "oh shit this dog is dead."

Then I woke up.
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David Higglecocke - Mon, 07 Aug 2017 15:38:37 EST ID:G5z1Yo1U No.45721 Ignore Report Quick Reply
there's this girl i made out with a couple times (she came over to my town for a friend's birthday since they live together at university and I met up with her and said friend in venice a couple months ago) who has a short shaved all over hair style that she dyes blonde or pink or blue, probably sounds degenerate but she's pretty hot and cool too

i dreamt about her last night and it was pretty bizarre

>at a party with her, aforementioned friend and some random people who may or may not exist in real life
>we're all sat around a table and she offers me 'ketamine'
>the ketamine is a blue powder and I can't find a key so just finger it
>my fingers are wet and make half of the powder turn into a sludge
>other people get mad and I apologise, eat the ket anyway
>start feeling wonky
>look over at shaved head girl and she has two heads, her normal head and the head of a girl with mid-length hair and freckles
>this isn't due to me being on k, its just how she is for some reason
>talk to her about what its like having two heads
>start making out, her other head is just kind of there and doesn't speak
>wake up
>literally sit there for a good minute trying to remember if she has two heads in real life or not

i both love and hate dreams that fuck with your reality like that and i've had them in spades recently
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Shit Crommerspear - Mon, 07 Aug 2017 23:08:01 EST ID:j8/gu3jG No.45723 Ignore Report Quick Reply
Before the main part of the dream, I was in a crowded shopping mall with my mother - $20 in my pocket, I swapped it for a cinnamon stick in a basket nearby. The twenty dollar bill and cinnamon stick felt interchangeable in value. My mother gave me another $20 bill for a reason I forget. I swapped it for a cinnamon stick, as well and walked out of the place with two sticks in my pocket.

Later on, it turned out that I was moving into an entirely new home with my girlfriend of a year (who is actually only renting a place while I'm still studying from home). It was spring or early summer, very sunny and fresh outside - the windows were open.

I seriously wanted to go and get food, so my girlfriend and her (nonexistent irl) friend or sister suggested this restaurant the next town over. They start arguing over prices - "if he's just having a one-person in the outside seating area, it'll be like 150-170 dollars" like what the fuck? I say that "if it comes to more than $20 per person, I'm walking the fuck out" which I remember really pissed off my girlfriend's friend for some reason.

I walked outside and it turned out that my gf and I's home was in the neighbourhood my best friend used to live in with his parents. "Oh, yeah." I walked towards the intersection, which has only a convenience store and Tim Horton's on the corner, but for some reason I see the golden arch of a McDonald's and a bunch of other restaurants. I remember deliberating whether or not I should just stop at one of these, instead of going to get food for us all at this random restaurant across the bridge - why the fuck was I getting a meal for one to eat in the outside dining area, anyway? 170 dollars?

Things start changing as the sun goes down. I'm near an elementary school on the other side of town, for no apparent reason and it's snowy all of a sudden. I climb up a snowdrift that is blocking the road and it almost reaches up to the streetlights! This disoriented me, causing me to look around and crouch down to walk back onto flat concrete. The snow is in patches, and seems warm and dry and powdery as opposed to real snow. It's not even cold outside.

Attempting to reach into my pocket, I realize that there's rolled-up poster paper in my hand. I can see where the red marker has bled through to the other side, revealing one row of crudely drawn cartoon characters. I unroll it and see really shittily drawn anime characters of Santa, some of warriors, can't remember them all. Just kept walking, occasionally looking down and seeing the red bleed-through row of cartoon characters in the rolled poster paper I was holding.

That's what happens to my dreams the next few nights after taking deliriants.. all fairly clear and memorable, the following night (tonight).
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Betsy Goodman - Fri, 11 Aug 2017 03:10:19 EST ID:OvO/sV2m No.45729 Ignore Report Quick Reply
Had a dream I drowned my sister's babies in a toilet and her husband came home asking where the kids are.
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Jack Broppermitch - Sat, 12 Aug 2017 04:06:30 EST ID:xojoZh6w No.45731 Ignore Report Quick Reply
I dream every day. Just now was eventful but one bit I remember clearly was being in a college and seeing this dwarven girl listening to J Pop on a small portable tape player held to her ear and singing. A dwarf male friend told her to shut up but she carried on and he lost her at a corridor turning looked around uncomfortably to see me instead. Its weird highly detailed events like this full of life and personality that make my dreams feel more like journeys to real places.
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Doris Pickgold - Tue, 15 Aug 2017 04:02:37 EST ID:qXdcqw0/ No.45735 Ignore Report Quick Reply
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>i am in somewhere, everyone has fancy nice cars and i'm the only one without a car
>ask where everyone is going
>"to watch car cartoons"
>suddenly i get an idea, i'm jumping and running on the streets from happines
>justin theroux cheers on me and saying stuff to follow my dreams
>then i get serious and tell him i'll take his dad's audi quattro
>but his dad was recently brutally murdered
>he was just all like "never mind, just follow your dreams"
>wake up
i am very pissed off because i really wanted to drive a car with other people down the beautiful valleys and mountains and feel happy


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