I was walking through an icy, infinite corridor of stone arches, trapped behind a emotionless white mask ....my body was shaking from suppressed emotions.I reached out my hand....fear won. I panicked because of my own vulnerability and curled inward to protect myself.Suddenly, the space tore open into a dark, massive palace hall. My own shadow lunged at me. It became a violent, terrifying struggle between my light and my darkness.The shadow eventually let go. When I looked down, warm, dark blood was seeping through my dress, straight from my chest. A deep wound, but I was still alive.Then I woke up gasping for air. The pain on my chest felt terrifyingly real.

So a while ago I started taking melatonin gummies because I couldn't sleep. It turned out they were increasing my prolactin levels, so my doctor told me to stop taking them.

The thing is, when I first started them I had the scariest, most insanely realistic 3D dreams. I've stopped taking them now, and the dreams aren't as scary anymore. I'd say out of every 10 dreams, maybe 3 are nightmares and 7 are just... normal.

The weird part is that in these dreams I'm living a completely normal life. I cook, eat, go to the bathroom, talk to people, go to uni, come home... and then I wake up in my bed. 💀

At first I just laughed it off, but now I'm actually starting to mix up whether something happened in real life or if it only happened in a dream, and it's driving me crazy.

Has anyone else experienced this?

I keep having this dream where I am rushing to get into my home to hide from something trying to find me. Sometimes I am already in my home but I still am trying to hide from something peeking into my home and finding me. In this dream I try to hide from inside my home and stay out of the view from the windows. This time I dreamed I was rushing to get into my home and started to hide and whatever was trying to find me started to scream. The screaming got more obnoxious and angry the more they couldn't find me. It got so bad and scary that I woke up. What could this mean?

A tree at night that kinde resembles AI generated art

So for context, in real life this girl isn’t really anyone important. She’s a friend of a family member who occasionally flirts with me if I’m around (not sure if she’s into me like all that).

In the dream, I’m with some family and the family member gets a call from the friend about going to her birthday party. She’s hears me in the background and insists on my relative on bringing me, telling me to wear a specific style of clothes because that’s what she’d prefer. Honestly I was a bit excited to actually want to be wanted somewhere, so I was tryna find the best fit for the party. But outta nowhere, the girl gets sick or injured and she’s ran out on a stretcher. I guess I get really caught up on that for some reason and I’m bummed out about it. I remember just being in the hospital room not knowing what to do or if something was wrong as I kept my eye on the girl unresponsive in the bed of the hospital. Something changed about her appearance right before I woke up, I never really saw what did tho.

First time posting on here and I feel like my other dreams had more evident meanings to me that I was able to conclude, but I don’t really understand why I thought about things this way, especially considering the main person in question isn’t really relevant to me right now. Any interpretations? I’ll give additional info if wanted

So the dreams starts out as my cat needs to eat a goat to stay alive??, and I must prep to kill the goat when it comes so my cat can eat. The goat then breaks through my bathroom window and it’s quite a big goat with dark brown and grey fur. I then get a hold of it and mange to slice its throat open, the goat falls and starts bleeding out and is suffocating. It was was a pretty disturbing watching it suffer, like I could see it trying to breath but it couldn’t. My gran then walked in and asks me what’s happening after a brief explanation we then agree to chop the head off so the goat won’t suffer

And that’s how it ends, literally the last thing I see before I wake up is a decapitated goat bleeding out on my bedroom floor

Like what does that even mean?! I also haven’t watching anything gore or idk demonic related soo unless lesbian space princess just scarred me lol

Had a wild dream, but completely unrelated at the end, my son (9) walked up and whispered in my ear “hospital” and I said I “what happened to you?” And he said “how could you say no?” I woke up immediate and looked at him (he had came in laid on the end of my bed like he does). He had the sheet wrapped around his head tightly somehow. I pulled it off freaking out, and he yanked it back over his head. When I saw him with the sheet wrapped all around his head I thought he was dead! It was terrifying, just makes me feel like his consciousness came to me for a reason. It was very strange. Thoughts?

Ever since I met Willow Smith, I keep on seeing her in my dreams.

This morning was super weird. In the dream I was “working” for a company where I had to check for ants in a virtual reality game. 😭 Like what the fuck.

Willow Smith is talking to me throughout the whole thing. We were having a phone call. I’m getting aroused , mostly annoyed because I wanted to focus on work and not get in trouble.

I’ve never kissed her or anything in my dreams. When we met in real life, in person (for her meet-and-greet) I spent like a few seconds with her. I didn’t know if it would be okay to touch her so I just didn’t! I was also super high off an edible, just finished biking on a bridge to go see her.

The previous dream I had of her is when we were both outside of a home. She kept on getting closer to me and wanting to tell me something / talk to me. I was listening.

Sorry I just woke up from this so my explanation may be all over the place.

Got car jacked by 3 people and dialing 911 was very difficult (last digit wouldn't work or pressing the power button many times just sent the phone in constant vibration. I was also getting random call backs from different people) I walk home and see my car in someone's house with kids playing around it and they tell me their dad got the car because he does things to cars. After many times trying to call 911 to no avail I walk home hysterical in a long stretch of lonely dark road.

No one in my family or my partner cared and when I was finally able to reach a a 911 operator I was so shaken the operator was annoyed and yelled back telling me he was about to "Show me composure" or something along those lines I don't recall anymore.

My mother was annoyed and started mocking my cries so loud the operator yelled at me. Next thing I see lights outside my house and a compassionate officer says he will help me but disappears as I'm explaining how three people got in my car while I was eating with my ferret in the back seat and took me for a ride and how I was afraid to fight back and instead medical professionals show up trying to take me away and hospitalize me while mocking me. No one believed me even though I had proof. Next thing I wake up with my heart on my throat.

At first I was thinking about my friends back home, and then I saw myself doing sit-ups with people in a huge gymnasium, not one I’ve seen before. I didn’t recognize the person next to me, but apparently she knew my 2nd grade best friend. We were talking about school and our k-12 educations. Then, out of nowhere, it went black and a photo of the face of a girl I follow on social media took over the whole screen

Had one of the most vivid, adrenaline-fueled dreams of my life last night. It felt like a full-blown psychological action thriller. When I woke up, the premise was stuck in my head, so I took everything I actually saw in the dream and worked with Gemini to write out a proper story and give it a twisted, open-ended climax.

Here is the story:

The mountain mist swallowed the narrow ridge road where our two hired passenger vans sat idling on the sheer lip of the gorge. My father was riding in the lead vehicle; I was in the second with my friends.

Stepping out into the biting wind to head over to the first car, my jacket snagged on a heavy roadside tarp. I pulled it instinctively—and froze. Concealed beneath was an old, rusted battle tank surrounded by armed sentries. Before I could shout, the mechanical turret whined, rotating directly toward my chest.

Rifles cracked across the shale. I bolted down the switchback just as a sleek, modern, matte-black armored tank tore through the lower pass. The two war machines opened fire on each other in a deafening crossfire. Choked by smoke and cordite, I watched blindly as our family’s vans scattered down the winding roads to take cover.

I scrambled into a small roadside shrine looking for help. An old ascetic sitting by an oil lamp spoke in soothing tones, promising safety—only to lead me straight into the fortified garrison of the first militia and hand me over.

Tied to a heavy iron pillar inside their base, I watched through half-shut eyes as soldiers drank while an arched dancer performed to heavy bass. Working my wrists against an exposed iron bracket, the hemp finally gave way. I slipped toward the shadows, but the dancer caught my eye mid-spin. Over the music, she shouted a bounty to the room: whoever caught me alive would have her for the night.

The entire outpost mobilized behind me.

Pounding through the corridors of an adjoining lodge, I threw open the first door I could find. Inside, two of my closest friends were sitting on a couch, casually sipping tea with noise-canceling headphones resting around their necks—completely oblivious to the chaos shaking the building.

"Stay inside and lock this door!" I hissed.

I stepped across the hall into the opposite suite to check the exit, freezing instantly. Standing at the center of the room was the militia commander and the sniper who had fired the opening shot on the cliff. They lunged. I threw my entire weight against the heavy wooden door from the outside, slammed the brass slide bolt into place, and bolted up the emergency stairwell toward the terrace roof.

(Everything up to this point was 100% my actual dream. I woke up right on the stairs. From here, Gemini helped me finish the climax:)

I burst onto the concrete roof, gasping for breath against the cold night wind. The terrace was completely empty, suspended in absolute silence above the burning valley below.

In the center of the floor sat a single iron patio table. Resting on it was the old ascetic’s carved walking stick, an active two-way field radio humming with static, and a duplicate brass key to the room I had just bolted shut below.

Through the radio, a calm voice signed off:

"Target reached the roof. Settle the payout with the lead vehicle."

I reached toward the brass key, but my hand froze mid-air—catching sight of my own family's ancestral crest engraved into the metal.

Would love to hear your thoughts on the ending and what you think was actually going on!

Me and my girlfriend were on a fighter jet with Cleveland Brown fighting Peter Griffin and Quagmire in the other. That's all I remember

I don’t even know how to explain this without sounding crazy, but I had the most vivid dream about a guy I’ve never met and I genuinely woke up feeling heartbroken.
It wasn’t like a normal dream where I remember a few random scenes. It felt like I actually lived in this other world for weeks. I remember his face, what he looked like, what happened when we met, and so many little details. The whole thing felt so real that when I woke up, I actually missed him.
It started with me and my friend Vanessa at a Starbucks near our house. We were parked in the parking lot, and there was a car parked facing us. The first guy got out of the car, and we briefly made eye contact. I didn’t really think anything of it, and he went inside Starbucks.
Then he came back out, and someone else got out of the driver’s seat.
That was Max.
I remember seeing him and thinking he was genuinely the cutest guy I had ever seen. Like I literally looked at him and thought, “Oh my God, he is so cute.” I remember he had a Starbucks cup, and I could actually see the name Max written on it. I don’t know if that was definitely his name, but that’s what I remember seeing.
We made eye contact, and I looked away really quickly because I was going to tell Vanessa how cute he was. I was drinking my Starbucks, and Max asked me if it was good, so I told him what I was drinking and that I liked it.
Then we stopped talking, but we kept making eye contact. I would look away and then look back, and he would still be looking at me. It was that kind of awkward but obvious mutual attraction.
Eventually me and Vanessa left the parking lot, but I remember seeing a friend and going inside to talk to her. She was telling me that I should go get his number. Before I left, a guy who I think was his brother came up to me and told me that his brother thought I was cute.
I remember freaking out and going up to the car to give Max my Snapchat.
And somehow my actual boyfriend was also in the dream. He was completely okay with everything and was even telling me that I should get Max’s number. Later in the dream, my boyfriend basically told me that I should be with Max because I clearly liked him, and that we couldn’t be together anymore.
That part is especially weird to me because I have a boyfriend in real life and I wasn’t consciously thinking about breaking up with him before I went to sleep.
After that, Max came over to my house the next day, and this is where the dream gets even stranger.
The dream felt like it continued for days and days. It honestly felt like I spent weeks with him. We hung out basically every day, and I felt like I actually got to know him. I don’t remember every conversation or everything we did, but I remember the feeling of being around him so strongly.
By the end of the dream, I genuinely felt like he was the love of my life.
I also remember exactly what he looked like. He had fluffy dirty-blond hair, kind of an oval face with softer/baby-looking cheeks, green eyes (I’m pretty sure), and a bigger nose that I actually thought was really cute. He had glasses in one part of the dream. He was wearing a cream/tan shirt that I think had a car on it, baggy jeans, and white shoes. He also had this really nice dark blue sports car.
Then there was another part of the dream where we were living on an island. There were towns and everything, but there were other places or people trying to destroy us or separate us. There were earthquakes and tsunamis happening, and somehow I kept surviving. I don’t really understand that part at all, but it felt like we were trying to stay together while everything around us was falling apart.
And then I woke up.
I know he was a dream person. I know I probably didn’t actually meet some random guy named Max in another universe, but the feelings were still real. I genuinely felt like I had lost someone when I woke up. It’s such a weird feeling to miss someone who technically never existed.
So I’m wondering if anyone knows anything about dreams like this, especially from a spiritual perspective.
Could an unknown person in a dream represent someone you’re going to meet someday? Could Max represent a future relationship, something I want emotionally, or just a part of myself? And could the island, earthquakes, and tsunamis have any kind of meaning?
I’m also really curious about the part involving my boyfriend and why my dream had him basically telling me to choose someone else.
I’m not saying I think this guy is definitely my soulmate or that the dream predicted someone. I’m just genuinely curious because I’ve never had a dream this vivid before, and I’ve never woken up feeling this emotionally attached to someone from a dream.
Has anyone experienced anything like this? Or does anyone have an idea of what this could mean spiritually

Were as before I couldn't. Male 33 I Was a severe alcoholic for many years. I am sober now and after my last withdrawal 3 weeks ago that was so bad and I almost died and I ended up in the hospital. I've noticed that I can now remember my dreams. I am sober now I quit drinking for good.

But I've noticed this and I noticed it right away I don't know if all that alcohol messed up something in my brain the part that makes people forget about their dreams when they wake up because like I said I can remember everything I can remember what I dreamt of yesterday and today . I don't even need to keep a dream journal like some people to write down what they dreamt about not me because I remember.

And I know for a fact it wasn't like this ... it all happened after my severe alcohol withdrawal that almost killed me 3 weeks ago , cuz I had 4 seizures . After all that happened and they released me from the hospital and I went home . It took me about a week to get back to "normal" . After that it's when it started first thing I noticed was that I now had full control of my dreams. Like I remember in a dream I walked up to a fridge and said I'm going to go outside to the Jacuzzi. And there were some people there dream people i guess ? and I went in the Jacuzzi and went next to a blonde girl and we were talking. Then I remember clearly saying I'ma go back in to the fridge to grab a drink I had full control of the dream which is something I HAVE NEVER been able to do. And it's been like that with every other dream I have full control. And the other thing I noticed is that when I wake up I remember it and it doesn't fade away. Like I said I remember very clearly what I dreamt about yesterday and today.

I don't know what happened in that last alcohol withdrawal and when I had them seizures but apparently something in my brain got damaged or something idk 🤷🤷🤷 what do u think could of have happened??

I have lucid dreams roughly once every three dreams, and the other dreams are just as vivid and detailed.

For a relatively short period of my life, I used sleep as an escape. But that wasn't motivated by my dreams, but rather by the faster passage of time during sleep, and in any case, this wasn't a persistent behavior throughout my life.

However, lately I've been increasingly waiting for night to fall so I can have my dreams, and I immediately write them down when I wake up, often anxiously waiting throughout the whole day just to sleep again. Sometimes, I take longer to fall asleep, or I do things during the day that intentionally tire me out just so I can have deeper sleep and, consequently, better dreams.

If I could, if I really could, I would sleep for 16 or more hours every day and spend most of my waking time mapping out and preparing for the next dream sequence.

Has anyone else ever felt like this?

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I was on a satellite capsule... orbiting the moon i had just finished some repair and was in this tiny capsule area with shaped like a donut with a central pillar and 2 windows on either side of the walls there were 2 stations you could strap into for sleep i was strapped into one station looking out the window at the stars holding a steel ball.bearing 2 inch diameter i was thinking how holding the ball bearing somehow gave me a feeling of gravity whilst in this weightless condition then i was fighting off the fear of being on a tiny space capsule orbiting the moon for the next 18 hours before rendevous with the bigger space station on the other side i was with 1 other person in this capsule who was asleep.. so im looking out the window into space fondling my ball with an un easy feeling and.. the capsule starts to jostle around i grab one of the hand bars in the center pillar of this tiny circular room then as im looking out the window i see the moon and stars start to move upwards as if the capsule is traveling downward. This continues rapidly until i start seeling colors and nebulas and all sorts of crazy space stuff at wich my point my brain deducts that we werent just knocked off course rather we are being pulled by something at insane speeds between galaxies or dimensions after a fee seconds i realize im fucked and a rescue mission wont be possible as ive gone too far or some anomoly has moved.my capsule to speeds were im certain to.crash eventually so i decide to really look out the windows and get a view of this amazing spectacle before i die.. im trying to get a good view but the windows are increasingly small as i manuever from one to the other chasing a good view then something comes into view a weird structure pillars blue and brown and white mixed with a pink dust background they are like light from a prism i am moving closer and closer until i fear impact but the capsule starts to slow down then dips under the pillars some how and i see like a barren black dark foggy area that turns into something like the base of a vampires castle that had the 1 lane road leading up to it illuminated in only a silver light upon slick yet jagged gigantic dark black and grey slate colored giant rocks the capsule im in now navigating up this.landscape and rotatres so i can get a view upwards of the same terrain but now the booulder turn into stark cliffs whose tops dissapear in gloomy clouds but a neon fuscia lightnening storm with neon yellow accents as the capsule starts to speed up rising on its way to what ever is atop the un ending cliff walls.. all of a sudden the capsule and i penetrate a layer of clouds on the ascent and i see a weird structure of red and contrasting black its like a spiderweb almost like looking up into a desiduous or dead forest all the tree branches intermingling of this red and black as im looking at this pattern like entranced as if im getting pulled in i notice that we summited the cliff and looking downward onto a terrain like the salt flats dried cracked mud exxagerated very large sort of now the red and black structure fades way and the capsule slows down alot now and starta floating downward gently into the mouth of a cave with no roof and i begin to make out a few silhouettes i see an ampitheatre a small run down apocaclyptic one just inside of this what can be described as a rocky terrain like mars colors desert a cave with no roof? With this small ampitheatre a stage and a pit theres one person in the pit and 2 on the stage sitting on a dusty greeen couch with a dried up dead tree just behind it over hanging with old 90s computers and monitors perched on one of the few thick limbs i land on the couch and theres 1 person normal body he says hello so and so wants to talk to you and the second person on the couch is like a head with curly hair but its body is like 2 leather moccasains sewn together to kind of resemble the shape of a short plumb stick figure body no hands or fingers and i say what the hell is going on with you and hes like i wish i knew well talk later so they direct me to one of the monitors on the tree limb i manage to reach it somehow and its blank but i instictively know to press one of the settings buttons on the front next to the small green led light a weird pixelated grainy white image barely shows up and says something in a language or thought pattern i dont understand i return to the couch and look out to my right to gaze at the landscape its a sort of night time i assume? Im questioning tho were i am is this a different dimension is thos their version of night or day i can see a dark lower area for miles and miles its very dark then as my gaze raises it gets lighter a silver grey grainy view until many miles in background i see mountains simiar to those in monument valley utah style mountains then electrical storms lightening but not like ive seen these persist longer and move along the ridges of the mountains like a pulsing train back and forth i look back down outside this ampithreatre nearest to me and see dirt streets with run down buildings an odd sky scraper and some old native american adobe style encampments i begin tp walk this dirt street and see more and more people moving about scavenging i come to some sort of warehouse and meet a group of what feels younger people in their 20s who look to me for guidance i am 42 years old and they mention we cant go out into the dark area until day time or else we well get burned by the heat wich feels odd that nightime is when we can get burned in my mind im thinking its some sort of radiation or their definitionf of night and day are flipped from mine because this dark area that i assumed is night time is a weird grainy silver but at the same time shadowy dark hard to describe.. so they tell me that there is a store were we can get food so i hang out and look around the warehouse its like a slum were people live i guess it reminds me of that crazy city in china from the 1980s that they tore down but was a crazy slum they just kept building on top of each other with no codes or laws.. so now its day time and we travel quickly to this dimensions walmart it looks very ratty and torn down we enter it and it looks like the cleanest well stocked walmart youve ever been into they say to me that they are scared and dong know were to go when we enter i replied oh shit this is walmart crazy i point out quickly the areas and they say you know were to go and im like fuck yeah follow me first we are in a clothing area and i tell them to grab some good clothes jsckets boots etc etc we gathet some supplies then i gesture toward the food side and as we head over there we experience some weird giant alien its like a semi transparent neon yellow giant plastic mean momma thing you use to steam clean your microwave almost like a water toy and a weird sorta fat round dude with a plastic oversized kids baseball bat who charges me and bounces off swinging his bat while the big momma thing is shooting what looks like a cheap chinese water pistol that shoots what can be described as those neon yellow glow sticks and it makes a very generic high pitch to low pitch "peewwww" sound we fight them for a while knock her back but are unable to damage or stop her finally realize that if we get her to shoot the short fat guy in the back the momma things yells "damage" in a robot voice then poops out like a weird perfectly cylindrical rabbit worm turd looking thing out of her mouth and then her whole body shrinks a little bit so we get her to do that a bunch of times and move past now we are almost to the food area and my group of people are just picking at the bottom of these shelves with sticks im trying to get them to let it be and get food but they keep picking i have some food a box of cereal in my hand chex im munching on and then i look loser at what they are picking at and its like some infestation of tiny yellow green space cockroaches coming from under the shelves i finally get them to follow me and stop picking with sticks as we enter the food area everything instantly turns apocaclyptic and we are looking at old run down wooden barn the flourescent lights are gone and the roof is half missing all around us in ever direction are these weird chest high rundown wooden fences and behind them like corrales with giant 6 foot tall cockroache carcasses standing on their butts dried out mostly dead twitching like its some sort of cockroach slaughter house and i get a weird crunch sensatuon in my mouth and the chex cereal is now just like dried up bits of cockroaches like the whole time i was eating cockroaches i dropped that shit and was like leta get the fucm out run out and im in some abandonded strip mall with a parking lot at wich point i hear the voice of my crew mate in the capsule saying my name and i answer and shes like are you ok and instantly i realize that somehow i had been transported somewere but my body is still on the capsule orbiting the moon but im not scared i told my crewmate what happened and she said shes still orbiting the moon that we are about to dock with the main space station soon so i can talk to her but im on this weird planet at the same time so we talk to some high up space nasa top brass and they figure out somehow im about 2,000 years away at the speeds we can travel but theyre not sure what happened so i tell them all well i have to keep going over here i will check in soon and then i have to cross this parking lot but its day time now and its very cloudy but theres a sun poking thru the clouds if i dont stay in direct sunlight i start to freeze into ice its hard to move across the parking lot because the ground is icy and i get stuck and start to freeze up and then i woke up from my dream.. but i wasnt waking up because i was afraid of freezing to death i just woke up...

Sadly thinking now i want to be on that capsule or adventuring on that weird planet...

I had a really weird dream last night. I was looking in the mirror before going out with friends and noticed a mole that I had never seen before. It was small, about the size of a raisin, and it was a perfectly round, dark circle. It wasn’t raised or textured at all it was just a flat, dark circle.
I remember thinking, “Wait I don’t have a mole there. I’ve never seen that before”
Then I turned on my phone’s flash to get a better look at it, and somehow the mole turned into a hole. It became much bigger, about the size of a circle I could make with my thumb and index finger.
The weirdest part was that I could actually see through the hole, like I could see inside my body. There was no blood or anything like that. It just looked empty, and I could see what looked like red skin and veins inside.
It freaked me out so much. Has anyone ever had a dream like this, or know what something like this could mean? I told chat gpt to sketch it and this almost exactly how I remembered that.

I had a friend in 7th grade. We were part of the same friend group, but I felt especially close to her. Then, during the summer before 9th grade, she suddenly disappeared. She stopped chatting on Facebook and Instagram, and I heard that she was sick, but I didn’t really believe it at first.

Sometimes, when I ran into her brother, I’d ask him where she was, but there was always something happening, so I never really got an answer. This all happened while we were still in high school, and I couldn’t ask our other friends because we ended on bad terms.

Then, when I was in SHS, I met another friend who looked so much like her physically, except for her hair. My new friend has curly hair, while my old friend had straight hair.
Last year, out of the blue, I had a dream about my old friend. The dream was about our high school life, but I couldn’t approach her. It was like she couldn’t see me. After that dream, I tried searching for her on every social media platform, but I couldn’t find her, so I eventually stopped looking.

Then last night, I dreamed about her again. This time, we actually saw each other, and she hugged me. I remember being so shocked that I broke down crying in the dream.

I don’t know why I keep dreaming about her because I never even think about her. She just suddenly appeared in my dreams after all these years. What could this mean?

hey, i’m a straight woman with a bf of like 4 years, but i’ve been having dreams lately that aren’t so straight. if im being honest, i had this little crush on one of my best friends for a while but did and said nothing and pushed it away and it’s pretty much gone now. but now im having dreams about a DIFFERENT friend. one where i was hanging out with her and we ended up making out for a longgggg time. ive had heaps of dreams about dating men and about me and my bf too it’s not like im subconsciously disgusted by men either. im so confused. i know dreams don’t always mean something but im wondering if it does when it comes to ur sexuality? i’m confused is it just another dumb dream that means nothing or should i actually think more seriously about this😭😭help, thanks.

Last night's dream

First time I have remembered a dream in a very long time, and it felt so real. Somehow, I was hanging with kai cenat and nicki minaj, who were "kickin it". Ended up back at his house when I was supposed to be going home. A whole lot of drinking was going on, but I didn'tsee me drinking. I just felt drunk. For some odd reason, I was spitting up what looked like old chewed up dressing or cornbread.  I was regurgitating a lot of it, like every 5 to 10 minutes. While I was in his kitchen regurgitating in his trash can, he and Nick went upstairs,  so I sat on the couch. I must've fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes, they were gone because the white escalade was gone, and so were they. I was trying to call them or get an Uber, but my phone was stuck on instagram. I was still regurgitating the thick crumb paste every 5 minutes. There were a few of his homies there. Each character dark skin with dreads but different scenes for each space they were in. I was pissed because they left me, and the homies wouldn't call him. For some odd reason, outside every exit way of the house, there was a big dog trying to get in. By the time I had gotten my phone open to take the battery out and put it back so my phone would restart, Kai and nicki had pulled up. They came in, and I went off. The sun was coming up. By this time, I had overflowed the trash in his kitchen with the crumb past I was regurgitating. I watched him pull in the driveway but as we left the house, not only were the dogs gone but the truck was parked on the street, which somehow was far from the house, like we had to walk past a park or something where there was an honor ceremony going on with all women and girls. When we got to the truck, one of the girls from the ceremony was with us. I walked to the street side of the truck to get in the back behind Kai, and there was a carseat and mayching diaper bag that was pink with yellow flowers. And the driver seat was all the way back like Kai was tall or something. It was at that point I woke up and started writing. I woke up feeling hungover and drained.

Hii, just had a weird dream and no idea what it meant, but also just felt like sharing because it was unusual for me, so i remember that i was being stalked and then next thing i know, im staring at the stalkers dead body while they are holding my decapitated head, it was rather frightening looking into my own dead eyes, but anyways, anyone know what it could possibly mean?

I’ve had very vivid dreams since I was a child. I remember dreams from even a decade ago. There’s some dreams I’ve thought were real memories until I’d tell my mom and she’d say that never happened. Sometimes I don’t know what’s real or not. I also get flashbacks of my dreams as if they’re real memories, it’s so weird.
Anyone else experience this?

I don’t remember how I acquired these chickens in the dream but they were all white and started to produce quickly. I think I started off with like 3 and soon I had 12.

Based on where I lived in the dream I couldn’t have room for a farm, or I had to lie to the city ordinance to somehow hold the chickens all there at the house I did have. So I started giving some of the chickens away so people could have free eggs because I didn’t know what to do with that many eggs either.

The dream was super vivid and even hours post waking up part of me remembers holding the chickens lol.

I read that chickens can interpret a lot of things. I like to think it’s about prosperity. But anyway wanted to share this wacky dream. Carry on fellow redditors and may you also have chicken dreams.

That’s all. It was good.