What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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If I could only figure out what that lesson was exactly.
Idk, but it feels like it's sending me back into my shell - like I shouldn't be interacting with anyone because I have no idea how I come across to people.
Back to my mute days.

I dreamed I was single & making lots of post in L&D about how lonely I was & having no luck & how my 1st two relationships ended. I did do that alot but why did I completely forget about my current girlfriend in the dream

^^^whatever you do, don't tell her about that dream!
I dreamt I was learning how to play the classical guitar, learning the chords by trial and error.

I dreamed I went into some strange house, possibly a hostel. In a room, there was a fish about the size of a trout. I can't recall exactly where it was, but it was still alive. I don't remember what I did, either, but, some way or other, I did something that would normally cause it to die out of water. I decided to watch it suffocate.

After some time just gulping air uselessly like real fish out of water do, it began morphing in a comical way reminiscent of people thrown into the Martian atmosphere to die in Total Recall. By this time, it seemed considerably larger, with a big mouth, and looked a lot like a blobfish. It kept opening and closing its mouth. It began to frighten me and I walked out of the room and took refuge behind the door.

Then I got what I had coming: the fish became a man, much stronger than me, and effortlessly opened the door I was pushing with all my might to keep closed. He clearly was going to destroy me, and I had little chance of escaping his wrath. However, I don't remember what happened next.

Next thing I know, I was in a rather gloomy, rural place, in front of a house looking nothing like my parents' real one, but which I somehow recognized as such. Noöne was there---they were somewhere else celebrating Christmas with other family members, but I was supposed to go inside and spend the night there nonetheless, alone. It was already getting dark, and I was scared s**tless. I was sure something was about to jump for my throat from somewhere, when I least expected it.

By the way, one of last things I'd done before falling asleep was to watch a Youtube video where someone saved three baby sharks still alive inside their dead, beached mother.

i was a sort of strange superhero with minimal powers. i was in a sort of ship with some other heroes like i, but when we were getting to the danger zone we were being shot at. by those we meant to serve and protect! (they probably did not recognize us B movie heroes)

the building was yellow and a sort of modern steel construction. it was named "it aint me, ma" in yellow art deco styled text. there were some baddies inside and i was the one to thwart them!

my power was to remotely grow hair. i targeted one dude and humiliated him by changing his hair into many different styles, the "atomic pompadour" was the one that sent him packing.

after that i was greeted by the owner of the place, a painter apparently. were they trying to rob valuable paintings?
we had a conversation about art and his technical style, he was very nice.

then i awoke.

I dreamt I was in a supermarket and another shopper pointed at some tins of vegemite and said he was a vegetarian and asked me if it was made of veggies, to which I snarkily replied, "is porky pig's pr*ck pork?" at which point he gestured towards some other cans next to the vegemite and I looked more closely and found they were labeled "porky pig pr*cks" in little tins with a picture of porky pig on the front with a cameo inset of his penis, and my fellow shopper grabbed one while I grabbed a tin of vegemite, we opened the tins, and I noted that the pig penii looked just like Vienna sausages. I opened the vegemite and it looked brown and gooey like expectorated chaw, and we each sampled some pig penii and vegemite at which point we got violently ill, then I awoke.

also just remembered a snipped of dream where I was talking to a stranger and we were walking down the street when we saw a drum set in a shop window and in the conversation it happened that he was a drummer, and I asked him if he had his sticks with him, and he brightly said "OF COURSE!" and whipped 'em out, and so we walked into the store and he got on the drums but before I could hear him play, I awoke.

I had a fragment of remembered dream where I somehow lost via accident, my right ring finger, down past the 2nd joint. I remember feeling something different on my right hand, raising it to my face for a closer look and seeing with mild alarm that 2/3s of the finger was gone, chopped rudely off just like you might see of a paper doll in arts & crafts class. then I remembered ruefully that it was due to a vaguely remembered accident, and suddenly I had the urge to bend my missing finger then a thought came through that I should not try that as since there was no finger there to bend that my brain might get stuck in a "phantom pain" loop, then another thought overrode that one, saying I could bend and unbend it in my brain, and the fear went away. then I awoke.

I dreamt in a remembered fragment, that I was in some nature preserve [similar to "northwest trek" in yelm WA] and a tame adult deer walked up to one of the people and nuzzled his hand before wandering off into the bushes.

^^^"no comment"? why not? and just try to say "porky pig's pr*ck's pork" 10 times fast

and that is an OLD OLD expression, not just west coast but all over. earliest I'd heard of it is in an old jim backus comedy record.

In my dream I was sitting on the floor playing with a Rubik's cube.
I was trying to solve it but the squares kept getting misaligned and wouldn't turn against each other.
I put the cube on the coffee table and spun it around on one corner.
It kept spinning and spinning.
I put my head down on the coffee table and watched it spin.
The colours started turning into shapes and it was like watching a movie inside the cube.