What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I've been having these storyline dreams (multiple dreams in same world w/causal plot-toooo much shamanic meditation) about my job as bosun on the First Vatican Starcruiser. Me and Pope Innocent XI sail the stars, looking for new planets to colonize in the name of the one true church! Thank god I'm learning Italian, though-at first all he said was random food and music words.

Recently, we were hot on the tail of a pirate ship (captained by the dread alien pirate Martin Luthex, I've been having these dreams for a while), when we were called back to deal with the whole King Louistron XIV sitch (from Robot France, as opposed to Human France). Not even making this up. Why can't one thing in my life be normal?

Edit: damned typos! I hate them almost as much as I hate Martin Luthex and his crew, the 99 Thetans. What a terrible pun, right?

The reoccuring dreams I've had since childhood.

A few days ago I had a dream where my two best friends from high school and a friend from middle school were visiting me. I wanted to show them my dorm room and saw a door to it that I'd never noticed before. We decided to go through that door and it didn't look like we'd entered my dorm.

We noticed that the place was decorated extravagantly, and my dorm is decorated plainly. We decided to explore that area and met some people from my school. The rooms there were strange. One of the rooms had the same room number as my room and we never learned who lived there. Another room was numbered "326 1/2". It looked like it was meant for two people, but only one person lived there. The way it was decorated reminded me of a jail-cell.

We got separated and I started looking for the people I came with. I accidentally walked into a library in there where my Roommate-Director and Roommate-Assistant were talking. They were annoyed that I'd come in so I left through the exit, which was next to the entrance and separated by a wall. I found the people I had come with shortly after I left. We entered my dorm through a random door. The first person we met when we left was my Roommate-Director, who I had seen a few minutes ago in that library.

I'm still friends with my friend from middle school on Facebook. I looked at her pictures and she looks just like she did in my dream. She moved to Korea after middle school and I didn't know what she looks like.

I slept a disgusting 11 hours last night. Musta been tired. I dreamed a lot.

The bits I can remember, there was a real farm theme.

The last segment was most memorable. I was a worker on a farm, and I had to work my way across a field pulling up weeds with my hands. The weeds become thicker as I went along, dense mats of them. They literally became gym mats. I was being given a lot of grief from the supervisor because I was slower than everyone else. But then I started ripping the mats up and tearing them to pieces and I noticed I was working much harder than the other workers, and then I was getting ahead of them. Then I woked up

In the past: I had a dream of suddenly finding myself in a building with some people. I had a sense of comfort with them, seems I knew them, and then suddenly there was a change, to secretly airing a meeting one could say. There were robes put on, and they were hailing to a picture on the wall that was uncovered.... it looked demonic, really unpleasant.

(This new dynamic gave a deep cult atmosphere), then they were toasting to the picture with drinking vessels, hailing their god in sort of a chant. All the while some were looking at me, and the vibe that was conveyed was, you too are going to share in this. So I'd get these brief looks from members, you know the ones of affirmation, in the look that communicates" what we are doing is right -- and you too will understand it."

I remember a drinking vessel was passed to me, to toast and drink, and I took the goblet and walked up to the picture and slung the red wine on the picture.

I then said to all: " what you are doing is horrid."

I left and they followed me outside and encircled me. They were closing in enough to form a chain of hands holding, each member held hands to form a net in this circle of robed people. I was centered and the gap was closing.

I was so angry and un- afraid here...............................righteous indignation.

I awoke.

I dreamt I was homeless, and staying overnight in this large house. I thought I had found the right place to stay and it was beautiful. Like a country house, with gardens and lots of space, and no other people. But then the owners arrived, and I realised I had got it wrong, so I ran away. I was running through all these corridors panicking, and I gradually found myself in this really complex situation, where there were dozens of floors, including a peasant floor in the basement.

There were hundreds of people on this floor, and they were dressed like Victorians, but didn't look poor. I stole 2 bars of chocolate, and a long velvet red coat to keep warm. A woman called me over and offered me a job cleaning tables in this cafe, which I started to do, but then got caught up with lots of the people in the cafe. I was cleaning the plates of one table, and I noticed they hadn't eaten any of their food. There were two women, and one of them touched me and she disappeared. Then I looked in the mirror and saw both her face and mine, and realised she was inside me.

Then I found myself out on the streets walking around with more people, being both me and not me. The place was both modern and Victorian. Lots of shops and modern technology, but the people behaved more like they were from a time in the past. I realised I knew some of them. Anyway, I ended up walking around holding hands with one of these people, having some really intense conversations, then I got a text message and woke up.

i dreamt i was in my childhood house, and the front door was open and the screen door was being pounded on by these two dark gray wolfs, about 6' tall, they were shoving their bodies against the door and wedging their paws in the lock mechanism and biting the handle, mauling it in an attempt to get the door to open. i was inside looking in horror at this happening. then the screen door failed finally and burst open, and the wolfs disappeared but a snow-white st. bernard, a huge one, came bounding into the living room, tail a'waggin and smiling happy to see me, panting and making little yip sounds in sheer joy. but for some reason, i could not abide having any dog, even this nice dog, inside my house, so i screamed "GET OUT!! !! !! !! !!" "OUTOUTOUTOUTOUTOUTOUTOUTOUTOUT!! !" i shouted as i shoved the poor dog back outside and down the sidewalk until it disappeared into thin air. then i awoke. what a beautiful animal it was.

i dreamt that i was in some kind of underground mining facility in some nordic country, surrounded by nordic versions of yahoo coal miners and such. there was a weird tapping sound as well as faint yelling we could just hear beyond the walls, and soon this extraterrestrial spaceman came crashing through a weak spot in the cave wall, and he was speaking in nordic-accented english, "don't look at me! i am ugly, your eyes cannot take my ugliness!! ! please don't look!" but all of us noticed that this being seemed to have trouble breathing under his bulky spacesuit, so we stripped it all off of him in layers, until finally we removed the remainder of his headgear and we could see that he was not ugly at all but a most beautiful tall slender fine-featured nordic-type ET specimen with piercing blue eyes and a gracefully regal nose. in the dream i fell in love with him on sight and wanted to marry him. then i awoke.

i dreamt i met a deaf man and i taught him to hear music through the floor. and he didn't keep asking me to repeat myself.
now i wanna meet a deaf guy