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I had been thinking of this for about 1 day and decided to post it, basically just post a dream you remember, Ill start off.

It was me and my bigbro sitting there, watching tv, then I flip yo the news and talks about how a surfer saved 50% of the people when a reall ybig wave came and how the rest got saved some other way. I sayed out loud "wow" very plain and casual then my brother says "I said the same exact thing" very plain and casual then I abruptly woke up. End of the dream. I think I dreamed this because recently I had watched a video of the man beating the world record for surfing the biggest wave.

Please share your dreams and nightmares!
 
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
 
I once had this really odd dream...

Okay, it took place placat my grandparents house. At the beginning of my dream, this guy was moving into my grandparent's house. He was setting up his bed on tye dining table. So then my grandma tells me to go watch my baby cousin outside. I'm out there with her, when all of a sudden, a huge swarm of bees flies towards us. I left my cousin and RAN. I was running and running, and the bees were still right behind me. They then attack me, so I run into the house. But now, my mom is in the house, cooking with the guy who was moving in. The bees then fly in the house, and everyone is swatting them away. One ends up getting in my mouth, so I keep spitting into a garbage can. And then, I wake up to find myself leaned up, spitting up a puddle on my bed.
 
A great, finally a thread where I can offload my crazy dreams. I don't have many, but I remember one night when I was around 5 or so that I had the most frightening, scarring dreams you could ever imagine. Three of them which terrified me beyond belief. In hindsight, I really shouldn't have been frightened by them, but hey, I was 5.

1) I'm drowning in a bucket of water with exceedingly frightening faces popping up and flashing around (clowns, vampires, guts and everything).

2) I'm not gonna go into detail with this since it's kinda personal and too weird to be publicised, but it involves magnets and axe-wielding shadows.

3) My mum's face on a donkey, replacing where the donkey's head should be. My mom's face than switches place with the donkey's tail. And that is it.


Ack why did I post this
 
It is weird that I haven't remembered a dream for almost 10 years? I even tried lucid dreaming techniques and everything a few years ago with absolutely no results.
 
dude i had a dream recently i wrote down in little bullet points
i feel like this is from a movie that i just forgot about watching or something


Modern Witch Coven w/ Aspirations of Eternal Youth
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· Fake radio station contest held at a local mall that kidnaps & hypnotizes kids
· They turn into like, rainbow sherbet consistency but also something like freeze dried
ice cream somewhere between a dust and a liquid
· Scooped out the colors into individual flavors in a hijacked freight train car converted
into a potion cauldron kitchen / alchemical bakery
· After the baking process, out come tiny baby candy cookies w/ anti-aging superpowers
· The witch characters have weird nostalgic tendencies to them reminiscent of different
decades they've existed in
 
I have a dream log that stretches back to 2006/2007, they're pretty good if you want to be able to properly remember them. I (unfortunately?) have this habit of writing down a dream in a short few words, enough to jog my memory to log it properly but not overall descriptive. I'm kind of embarrassed of some of the things I dream, and even though nobody reads it it takes a bout of drunkenness or otherwise lowered inhibitions to actually "face" the dream and write it down.

I also have a bunch of dreams written on paper somewhere, including a lucid dream that I wrote down as soon as I woke up at 4am.
 
every few months I get a really weird detailed dream, these 2 though top my list:

There 2 top my list:

I am on a skiing mountain, looking for the Yeti. If I find the yeti I win a strawberry jello mold. After exhaustive searching all around the desolate mountain, I finally see the yeti in the distance. As I run after it, I am transported to my garage, still in all my snow gear, to see a line of pregnant women (all with big bellies) waiting to use my exercise bike. I, even in my dream state, go "what the fuck." Then I see on TV a news bulletin, the anchors explain that my exercise bike has been used for abortions. If pregnant women rides the bike, they get an abortion. I look to see that I women that just rode it, no long has the big pregnant belly. But this isn't the end of the story, it turns out that abortion was just made illegal in Iraq, so Iraqi women have come to my garage to get an abortion. After explaining this the news ends, and I continue on my pursuit of the yeti for the jello mold.

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Superman and his girl friend are at a carnival. On waiting to go on the ferris wheel, a bread vendor attempts to sell bread to the couple. Superman gets annoyed by the bread vendor, and flies them both back to the hotel-house. While there, they both use an inter-dimensional sliders device to fight giant cockroaches in other dimensions. There are 3 other dimensions, the Lenny, Carl, and Moe, dimension, from the Simpson's. Each of them in the ruler of their personal dimension. I should add that they choose which dimension they wanted to slide to, by taking a pencil with the face of the character on it, and sticking it into the slider's device. Anyway, they fight all the cockroach monsters, and want to go back to Carl's dimension to chill, but it turns out someone cut the phone lines (which are critical to inter-dimensional travel FWI). Superman suggests that the manager of the hotel-house cut them, and that he is really a cockroach monster in disguise. Superman though, has other things to do, and tells his girlfriend to not go downstairs. She really wants to go downstairs because they have having a Christmas dinner. While she is complaining, 2 Amish men bust through the wall and kidnap her. They bring her to a cave that has written in cave writing, the history of nagging, telling her this is what she was doing, and that she must stop nagging.
 
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