Ever since I was a kid my dreams have been crazy as hell. Last night, I had a dream where I was dropping my kid off at school, but there were people on both sides of the road standing waiting for a wedding. I see the couple and nope right out. Turning around a curb, suddenly I was in a fucking baseball stadium and rows of seats cut me off. I had to get home so I got out of my car? I’m walking down the stairs when I hear “oh, there it is!” I look up where the person was pointing to the sky. I see some rocket like thing, and assumed it was fireworks. It stopped, I hear three dreaded bomb falling noise, and then it slams into a seat a few rows down from the wedding. I hit the deck because I don’t want to die. But instead of exploding it sprays enough glitter throughout the stadium I ended up with a mouth full. Then I get out of there, call my mom, explained what happened, head to their house which is now a bunker in new York City and they refuse to believe what I went through. Then I woke up.
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I have vivid dreams of places that look amazing. The best is when I can lucid dream so I can remain in the dream while being awake.
I do! My dreams are typically very surreal and weird, things that would make the backrooms seem comfortable. Everything in the dream looks as real as it does in real life, too. I attribute this to me seemingly having hyperphantasia (on that famous “imagine an apple” graph, I am a 1, an apple in my head looks exactly as an apple does in real life). Last night I had this dream I was some kind of gigantic were-lobster that had wings. I couldn’t fly very far because my wings were like smallish dragonfly wings, but it was a fun (albeit weird) experience.
Yeah, I sometimes have dreams that constantly change like that, I usually don’t remember them though. Some of the crazy/weird things that happen in my dreams are stuff like I randomly become or have been a woman, I’m somehow romantically involved with people I hate or that I’m in a situation where I’m surrounded by tentacles.
The dreams i can remember remind me of being stuck in a closet with Vanna White.
Our definition of crazy is different.
That sounds like a typical dream: a series of disconnected memories stitched together in a random assortment.
It could also be that putting it in writing doesn’t convey the absurdity of it accurately. I’ve had wild dreams that, when retold later, sound mundane.
Your experience sounds common.
dreams are a great deal more than disconnected memories stitched together in a random assortment. if you pay attention to the symbolism in the dream instead of the face value, you can get a glimpse into what you’re currently processing behind the scenes.
Totally feel that. Constant stress and anxiety manifesting in mine
Usually no, but the last 2 days, yes. They have involved very accurate plays of songs I don’t normally listen to (which I can’t remember ever dreaming about before). The first was “9 to 5” by Dolly Parton. I was in a bar and it was being played. Heard every note for about 30 seconds. There was a guy in the band whose role was to suck smoke out of a dish with a slab of dry ice in it and blow it into a microphone.
The second song was “Only the Lonely” by Roy Orbison. I’ve maybe heard this song 3 times in my life I think. But it seemed note perfect. The situation was I was hanging out with 3 people I called The Performer, The Guy, and The Lonely. The first two guys had to leave and… queue the song.
*cue
Also, dry ice doesn’t smoke, that’s just cold CO2.
Smoke weed constantly for a couple months and quit cold turkey if you want some truly insane dreams.
Sounds crazy but cool. I have detailed dreams too but rarely remembers them afterwards.
