Spent the entire night wanting to party but instead ending up walking all around Berlin to see which clubs were open to not deciding to go clubbing anymore at all around 6 am. The dream We had rehearsals for a play at theatre school, quite similar to our first play, it was about a talent show, directed by the same teacher who was the director of the first play. I played one of the assistants. The set consisted of a stage as well as a river around the state, but upon having to play a scene where we save the lead from drowning and me doing a cannonball into the river, we discover that the river is actually not that deep at all, ow. In the river, we do a scene where we dance while the lead sings to Boom Boom Boom Boom by Vengaboys. I then have a solo scene where I sing Hello by Adele while the original song with vocals plays in the background. Partially as a joke as I cannot sing at all. The director said she liked it that way. Around this scene I wake up. This dream was in Dutch.
Messing with Brother A I'm with my family on vacation at a hotel. We have a german-shepherd dog. Somebody is in the shower, and my sister M and I are playing a prank on them. We are on the floor, where there is a slit that goes into the shower. There is button that will startle the person showering. It's probably my brother A in there. We press it, and get a satisfying *YELP* from the inside of the shower. There's also a button that will slide a fake turd in the shower from the side. We haven't pressed this one yet. Dream feels positive, makes me miss my sister. Later I'm heading to the bathroom, but the german shepherd is in the shower. I tell the dog to get out and he listens. We're getting ready to go somewhere as a family but it is just my brother, sister, and my dad.
4/8/23 I am in a run-down town walking through an industrial district that seems mostly abandoned I am with a few friends and we are aimlessly walking around Suddenly there is a massive flash and violent rumble with tornado-like winds and roaring The colour around us instantly changes to a dark orange sepia and visibility drops to a few feet Everyone is yelling We are next to an abandoned cafeteria and I quickly yell to my friends we need to get in there and get down Debris is flying everywhere, the roar is growing louder We barely make it in as the shaking is borderline earthquake levels I grab my buddy and throw him down between two counters and shout to get down because I know the worst is coming We huddle face down on the floor in the back room kitchen while debris crashes around us and the sound of a freight train traveling overhead I gather this is an attack and not a natural phenomena When the sound dies down we begin to stand up, most of the building we are in and surrounding buildings are in ruins Some of my friends are badly injured No sooner are we on our feet and we are suddenly bum-rushed by a massive fluidlike creature that seems like a cross between a squid a dementor and an alien It has a roundish "face" with hardly any discernible features besides bumps black spots and tube-like attachments It moves with great speed and violence Pushing us back and thrusting its massively long tentacles which seem like sharp spears with green tips It makes quick work of my party and I am stabbed through the center mass while falling through the air I fight with a rage as I am tumbling with the creature which is easily 7 times my size All but accepting my fate The creature lands on sharp debris from the building and is mortally wounded It sort of 'breaks open' and a two-inch long glowing neon green vitamin-looking object falls out of its head It is the shape of a cartoonish skull with two eye holes and a long face It lands next to me and for some reason I eat it I am instantly endowed with a foreign power of speed and strength My wounds are nonexistent There are other creatures here now I am now as strong and as fast as them The creatures tear easily under my bare hands Things are moving very fast and I can tell the tides are turning Once the ruined cafeteria we are in is cleared nothing but bodies litter the floor There are other survivors running around We gather together and I share what I learned Other warriors around me eat the neon green object that fell out of the other fallen creatures We are fighting back and winning now I see people a few hundred feet away from us running from something I yell out to them to join up There are fires and ruined infrastructure all around us, the sky is still orange One of our warriors is in one of the alien walker-type technology It makes him twice as tall with tentacles that walk along almost like a mech suit The things we ate seem to give us that ability My friends are gone, but I travel with the other survivors looking for our next victim We are changed now
While sitting on the stairs of a large, white double story house (which I guess would have been mine), I receive a call from someone who I don't know, but apparently trust. He tells me that there is a very powerful group who I owe about $42 billion to, and if I don't have that money in 2 days time I'm a dead man. I obviously freak out about this, and the next day the unknown number calls me again and tells me he has connections with a pawn shop, and a list of very valuable items I'd be able to make a lot of money off of if I brought them to his shop. The first one is one of those blue and white chinese vases, which he tells me is worth $6 billion! He says it's in the hands of a family owned chinese restaurant just down the road from where I live. I drive out there, walk in to the restaurant and see a gray, shabby pot on the counter, which the phone man assures me is the vase. I ask the man at the counter if I can buy that pot, and he gives it to me for $16. As I'm walking back to my car, I open the lid to the pot and see the ancient vase inside. The next day, I drive down to the phone man's pawn shop and try to sell it to the person at the counter, who tells me he'll take it for a couple grand. Now I'm panicking, because the money is due today and I'm being told the vase that was apparently worth $6 billion is actually only a couple grand. I try to call the phone man to ask him what to do, but I wake up. I've been very stressed about deadlines lately, so maybe this is my subconscious way to tell myself to do those 2 missing assignments...
No recall. Pretty terrible sleep this night, but that was self-inflicted
This is actually a dream I had a while ago, but I wanted to share it. I'm walking through a grocery store with my Dad, and he's talking to me, but I can't remember what he was saying. Every few minutes or so, I look up at my Dad as he keeps talking and I notice him getting older and older, yet I haven't aged at all. The two of us go through the whole store. Eventually, I can't hear my Dad's voice anymore. By the time I've reached the check out, I'm by myself. The cashier asks if I want a bag, and all I can do is look back into the store, before walking off into the closed shopping centre. That dream has stuck with me for a while now, one of the most cohesive and meaningful dreams I've had.
I can recall very little, but: I'm a ghost, haunting a school which I've never been to. The school's cafeteria area has the make up of an aquarium. I enjoy messing with people, and as I walk past those who are still living I see them get cold shivers. I do something along the lines of that for a while before I meet a girl who stares straight at me. It scares me, before I realise she can see me. All I remember about her is that I was very happy to see her, or for her to see me.
No recall. Woke up late for work and rushed the memory away.
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Updated 09-27-2024 at 05:00 AM by 99032
I fell asleep without setting an alarm clock today. Woke up on time and realised I just fell asleep. That dream was very short and about me meeting an experimental musician I saw perform live a few weeks ago. She had a new song out and it had a Spotify canvas of a video filmed from underneath her looking right into her skirt That was especially weird because I deleted Spotify over a year ago. I then woke up at 6:30 am and remembered I was going to work at my home office today anyways (I was going to be late if I went to work on site today) so I set the alarm for 40 more minutes. I can't recall my dream of any but was still so tired I feel right back asleep after turning off the alarm, oops. During this dream I was dreaming about there being a supermarket across the place I live at and me cleaning the floor with a broom. My friend from Luxembourg showed up and asked me if I worked here when in some hilariously meta moment I realised that I had a job and needed to clock in ASAP. I went back home to my home office to log in and woke up, still on time fortunately. Shout out capitalism fr This dream was in English.
I am at a brewery (that seems familiar to another dream). There is a modest counter, a large window on its left side and an open doorway to its right. I think there are a couple of others here. I’m standing close to the wood counter so I can read the menu and the bartender looks expectantly at me as if I’m ready. The menu is made of a wood slat for each option - there are maybe 8 or so, a standard sampling of styles.
I am in some small building or single room. It kind of seems like a small, furnished shed. It’s carpeted, and I think there are some cabinets. It seems to be a perfect square, and there’s a window or two. I’ve now eaten an egg yolk from somewhere in here. It seems to be in a membrane and, purposefully, I swallow it whole, it catching slightly on the way down. (I noticed that the yellow yolk was especially embryo shaped. I now have a psychedelic hallucination. It is intense (completely altering my current reality) and profound. I’m at a bar or some other entertainment venue. The building seems to be a large square. The bar counter, another square or rectangle, is in the center. There is an event happening, or it is just generally busy. Ben from work comes in and sits at a chair not at a table. His eyes are red and very heavy-lidded, and sure enough he starts saying how ‘this strain’ got him really high. Now, I notice a girl sitting at the bar who looks like Reilly. (I think that it is her, enough though she looks different). She is alone and remains so for a while. I watch as her and the female bartender flirt with each other.
I’m at our apartment complex when I see three large, black dogs off leash outside one of the units. The layout here seems similar to our complex, but everything looks different. There are quite a few people in the unit (I think a door or window is open, enabling me to see inside at a glance) and someone is devoting some of their attention to playing fetch with the dogs. The dogs seem friendly from here and like they won’t really wander, but I don’t appreciate the disregard of the rules, especially because we live two buildings over and always have Stella on a leash. I’m by our unit now with Melissa and Stella. One of the dogs is over here, without an owner, but Stella is now being reactive to it. She actually climbs completely on top of the dog and begins humping it. I’m surprised that it, a larger male, doesn’t react. I’m in some fairly crowded building. I’m behind what seems to be a merch counter when I notice two girls, one of which is wearing a Led Zeppelin shirt. A man by her asks her who wrote Stairway to Heaven. She replies with something wildly wrong. The other girl chuckled and says “no, Jimmy Page”. I’m now walking through the building (it seems similar to the GSR), aware that I’m wearing a Grateful Dead shirt. I pass a man who I think is also wearing one. I see him see my shirt and then he asks ‘what year?’ He seems excited and not patronizing. We were walking in opposite directions, but I turn to walk with him. I tell him it’s just generic and not a certain year but that I’ve probably heard any given year. I continue talking to him and he looks like he didn’t expect me to. I tell him that Dead and Co shoreline ‘17 was my first live Dead music experience. “Completely sober - a minority, I know,” I say. He says he’d eat anything given to him. I describe the joy at the opening notes of St. Stephen, even though I realize it was actually Playing in the Band. This moment recalls the profundity of it, which I think he is sharing in now.
Firefighter Training I'm in a training exercise with my brother A. We're becoming firefighters. Running through an industrial building, up in the rafters. Floor is metal, with hole pattern in it. We are armed with assault rifles, but they shoot fire-extinguisher material. I shoot my brother in the face with it as a joke when he comes around the corner. Dream feels fun, but also serious. The training facility. Made with Nightcafe AI.
Updated 04-05-2023 at 08:45 PM by 99808
Fragment Not much recall today but I did wake up with something. I had a profound feeling of importance about life and family, and the name "Trixie". I wonder if there was a more involved dream behind it, but the feeling and name is all I can remember.
Updated 04-04-2023 at 04:41 PM by 99808
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