What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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I dreamed I was Johnny Marr, and I was walking along a city street with Morrissey in autumn. The pavement was literally covered in beech nut shells. He says to me 'You made me enigmatic, Johnny' and I thought about it and said 'I played music to your music and people liked it' and it made me feel incredibly emotional. That was pretty weird.

I was doing trigonometry...but then they told me to grow up so I went down to my elementary school.

i dreamed i was asleep until i was woken by the alarm.
then i dreamed i was awake.



life is but a dream.

I was rolling around at the speed of sound, tearing up the city with mad parkour skillz. Along the way, a portable hole was laid out into the middle of the street, like 3-7. I fell so fly, like a G7. I decided to escape with the medium of balloon travel. I jumped out of the trap, zipped it up behind me, and proceeded to slide kick off the street before any cars passed by.

That was it. It was that, on full loop.

All I can remember is that it had aliens in it, those little things with the big black eyes and they kept appearing right in front of everyone's faces, it was really strange and annoying.

I had a weird dream last night. It was as if my life magically fixed itself and all was going great. Makes it the most outlandish dream ive ever had.

I had a disturbing strange dream last weekend. I was visiting a cemetery and learned that President Truman was buried in it in a small private mausoleum. A caretaker told me that there was a window in the door of the mausoleum and for me to look in it. I expected to see a casket, but instead I saw Truman lying in plain view on a concrete slab. In this dream, Truman looked different than what he really looked like. In the dream he had dark hair and a beard. I kept looking at him noticing how well-preserved he appeared. Then...I detected movement in him. I thought I imagined it, but he moved again. Then he sat up and began twitching and trying to speak. I yelled for the caretaker. The caretaker assured me Truman was dead and that it must be something in the mausoleum making him move---like ropes attached to him or something. I looked closer and noticed there were ropes attached to Truman's arms and legs. I felt relieved. But then Truman began moaning and trying to open his eyes. Then a voice somewhere began saying, "Give 'em hell Harry!" That's all I remember from the dream.

I dreamt that my mother was living in darkness and filth, and hallucinating that everything around her was beautiful. I could see what was happening to her, that her house was full of flies and she was eating mouldy food, and it was blackness everywhere, but she couldnt. And then it turned out she had a demon living there, that had made her an offer and she had said yes to it.
And when I realised that, I was full of fear, because now I knew, i knew it would come for me. And it did. And it kept sending me offers, and trying to appear in my real world, with a friend. And I had to burn these offers, turn them to ash, without help from anyone else. If anyone else helped then I would go to hell. But while I kept trying to burn these offers, people kept spraying water everywhere, because the whole town was full of fire, and I kept trying to stop him from materialising in the real world, but he did. It was daylight and he was walking around, half naked, and he was beautiful, and he was surrounded by children. He had marks, lines, on his skin. And I kept trying to tell the children he was satan, but they couldnt believe me or hear me. And then I woke up.

And now i'm kind of afraid to go back to sleep.

This dream makes me sound like some sort of fundamentalist or something, but I'm not.

I dreamed I got into the middle of some scam between gangsters and the headmaster of a school. I wish I could describe it to make sense.

i had another return to work-hell nightmare- i dreamt i was in a weird kind of cross between a hotel suite and a labor & delivery suite working as a circulating technician, when in one of the operating rooms i found a pregnant lady on an operating table, prepped for delivery of her baby- she was clearly in labor but at the same time she had an absent smile on her face, as though her mentality was gone- none of the usual agonies of labor were evident with her- her baby was coming out feet-first, which set off alarm bells in my dreaming mind as this is an obstetrical emergency, and i opened the door and yelled up the hall for somebody to come back here STAT! but the hall was dark, all the lights were turned off, nobody seemed to be up at the nurses' station. all the other delivery rooms were full of people having babies, and it was just me and the pregnant lady with her baby coming out alarmingly. the next thing i knew the baby had popped out and had fallen onto the floor onto some conveniently placed cushioning linens. curiously it was the size of a 2-year-old toddler. there was also an absense of any blood and gore, it was all quite antiseptic in fact. anyways, i was in confusion, i didn't know what to do, other than try to open up the delivery equipment but there was junk all over the place that didn't belong in the delivery room, extra furniture and equipment that was blocking all the baby rescuisitation equipment, and i frantically was shoving stuff out the door while yelling in vain for a doctor and nurse to come back and attend to this emergent delivery. i awoke soaked in sweat.

Big D: I just came from a nap, and one of Wrong Planet's members will be changing their avatar and reveal their face wearing something on their head. Though I can't tell who they are, I know them very well here on WP.