forum tell me about ur dreams

Started October 30, 2020 by Chloe

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I keep having nightmares of my stepdad coming back, breaking in and acting like everything is normal.

I usually fight demons in my dreams. The most recent ones I've fought are:

. a horde of mechanized spiders
. a dark tentacle like being that grew out of the walls
. a 100 story tall monkey with fifty arms and fifty legs
. a god of time
. a being created out of homework papers and that could form the papers into floating blades
. a group of disgruntled triclops (cyclopes with triangle eyes) who were wielding sledgehammers

@Greg-The-Janitor Daaamn… Y'know, I believe that dreams are projections of experiences your spirit has. Yours must be a real damn warrior

I've got two!!
The first is my personal favorite that I'm already wanting to turn into a book (it's technically a nightmare but meh it's still neat) Also TW for some dark stuff.

I attended a boarding school in the middle of the woods that looked like a typical Scooby Doo haunted mansion. I had roommates (who i didn't know irl) and we figured we should go down to the school library to get our school books. The librarian was this haggard old guy who only spoke in rhymes (yes actually. couplets, specifically). When I was looking for my school books, I saw this one book that I felt weirdly pulled to. It was called The Jesus Christ Societies. I grabbed it and checked it out and the librarian seemed strangely happy that I did. I took it back to my room even though it was clearly possessed.
Like possessed. Things would fly off the shelves it was on, random messages appeared in scribbled black ink, and anyone who read it went crazy and killed themselves. So my first thought was to light it on fire. But it wouldn't catch. Anytime I started a flame, it would extinguish almost immediately. So my next thought was to just toss it, but I couldn't. For whatever reason, I had a strange feeling that if the librarian saw I had tossed it, he would hurt me. So I wrapped it in brown paper and tossed it in the nearby lake. Then I gave a speech that I don't remember before repeating "Then Sailor!" in a strange voice over and over until I woke up.

And in the second one, I showed up at the throne room of God except it was just a ton of abstract white blocks stacked on top of each other in an otherwise bare white room with the floor just being the cosmos. On top of the blocks, there was a wooden kitchen chair where God sat making random objects and letting them drop into the void. I walked up to God and said "I'm God now" and He said "do what I do and we'll see" so I conjured up a butter knife and stabbed Him with it. He smiled as He died.
Then I was sitting in the kitchen chair conjuring up items and I realized I was really bored really quickly and realized that God was the loneliest being of all.
And then I woke up. In my pajamas with dancing sloths on them. In the middle of Buttfuck, Colorado. Had to go to school, work, and rehearsal. After having a dream where I killed God and became Him. Anyways take that as you will, those were my dreams.

TW

I met a famous person I really liked and admired and for some reason my friend and I were like "Yeah shoot us with that handgun right there as a souvenir!" And we lived, no pain or anything, and just kept the bullets like a signed photograph.

recently my dreams have been super trippy haha.

-there was a "super nova" (a real one is a exploding star) where all the stars turned deep blue then the entire sky looked like looking into a kaleidoscope.
-I was running from something, found a gas station on top of a deserted green hill. I hid there but they caught me. then ran to the sidewalk under a highway.
-climbing a ladder to a ledge on a building where the stairs hadn't been built yet. the ladder fell and I was hanging on the ledge until a random woman saved me