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In my most recent weird dream, I returned to the university I graduated from. I can't tell if I'm there as a student again or simply an interested graduate checking how the campus has changed over the years. Still, I realize that I am walking across campus n a clockwise direction.

I enter a building and it turns out to be the registrars office with people trying to fill out their course selection sheets before going into the line to register. I swear I recognize one of the guys, but my in-dream mind reasons it can't be him because we graduated together and he has no reason to return for more classes. I walk past him without saying anything, and I somehow end up walking the wrong way through the registration line. Nobody minds, however, because I'm not there to register for a class and not trying to cut in line.

My first attempt to find the exit results in me discovering a hallway covered in illegible graffiti and doors sealed shut with packing tape. I shake my head at the likelihood the university has become liberally pozzed like any other today. When I finally find an exit, I have to quietly walk past someone giving a speech or presentation that vaguely sounds like someone talking about the Israel/Hamas situation. I'm purposely ignoring it, but the speaker stops his presentation to chide me for walking through. He makes the bizarre claim that my ignoring what he's saying is no different than a kid stealing from a cookie jar. I'm still walking away toward the exit and ignoring the guy as best I can with a "WTF?" inner monologue because his comment makes no sense to me.

As I leave the building, I hear the guy's footsteps and assume he's chosen to confront me. I start walking faster and make a quick turn to evade him. He gives up his pursuit but grumbles about me again before he's out of earshot. I shake my head and tell myself that colleges have stifled debate and dissenting opinions so much, this guy wouldn't know how to act if the classmate of mine who loved debating others just to be contrarian was there and decided to engage him in such a debate.
 
I was sitting in the passanger seat of a lorry. I don't know who the driver is, but he is driving through a pool of pig manure. The further the lorry go, the manure pool got deeper, until the whole lorry was submerged in shit.

I could not smell anything.
 
I've had my first two experiences with "exploding head syndrome" this week, and this shit is not fun.

Both started with weird dreams of me wandering some corridors; Suddenly a ton of horrendous images flashed right before my eyes, then everything went dark and quiet. I'm sure I've died and think to myself, "this can't be it; I can still think. I can't be dead." Then I hear a loud sound like a gunshot or whip and wake up, drenched in sweat with my heart pounding like I've just run a fucking marathon.

I've never had this before in my life, but I've also never felt as stressed as I did this week. Don't want to powerlevel, but ontop of many things going completely tits up in my life currently, I also have a major surgery tomorrow, and I'm scared I'll just fucking die during it. (:_(
 
I dreamt I bought a wallet because the 20 year old one I have is kinda falling apart so I needed a new one. That's it. Just me buying a wallet. It was so normal, so fucking mundane, that it has left me weirded out because I'm used to having strange or fucked up dreams.
 
A few nights back had a dream that I was working for the mob and had to help cover up killing an old woman who was the owner of this restaurant they wanted to take over, I think the way they intended to get rid of her was by cooking her into the house stew and feeding her away bit by bit to diners. Then this older bald guy who was my friend came in to investigate on behalf of the police and I had to play dumb about knowing the mob guys while they beat him around the kitchen and cut his finger off with a meat slicer.
 
So I have a question. Has anyone else ever had dreams of... "weird architecture"?
Yes. Recurrent feature in mine.
It’s as though your brain is looking at something it’s incapable of truly seeing and it’s just processing rhe information I to something that vaguely makes sense to you?
I also have what I can only describe s geometry based dreams, who h are weird as.
I only ever have nightmares, and I could fill a book with mine
 
So I have a question. Has anyone else ever had dreams of... "weird architecture"? That's what I've always called it in my head, but I have no idea if there's a formal name for it. I've tried to research this off and on and I have literally never found a single mention of it in any dream related literature. For example, a hotel that's an upside down pyramid. A house with a hidden tunnel in the basement that leads to a massive cave that someone turned into storage. Houses with insane, bizarre floor plans like those overlooks you'd find in a mall, with spotlight hanging from the ceiling. That sort of thing. They're usually not good or bad dreams, just weird.
I don't know if a formal name exists, but I've had similar experiences in dreams over the years:
  • Secret passages leading to large subterranean areas that could never exist in reality.
  • Elevators with various malfunctions, oddities, gaping holes in the floor, or even a fully-functional toilet in the corner.
  • Staircases going up the edge of a tall wall with no safety rail and an exit that proves to be either a dead end or a door with a brick wall behind it.
  • Long endless corridors where each turn leads to another endless corridors as if its some sort of recursive/fractal phenomenon.
  • Buildings that seem to incorporate bits and pieces from multiple unrelated buildings or varying architecture styles on the inside.
  • The interior of the Great Pyramid of Giza having a fancy looking art gallery even after I've seen videos and pictures of the real interior.
Thread tax: Thinking about buildings turning out to be something different made me recall a dream from my early teens: Growing up, there was an apartment building that had four units. In the dream, an unknown reason prompted me to take a walk and see what would happened If I went inside the main door. At first, the inside looked like a 1950s-themed diner. However, it turned out the diner was a front for something else. Without saying a word, the person acting as the diner's manager took me to a secret back area where I discovered a bunch of classmates in various stages of making out with their girl friends at the time. Being alone, I had no idea why the guy brought me there, and I had the feeling I shouldn't stick around to find out.
 
Apologies for the greentext format, it's the easiest way to do it. I had this one a few nights ago.
>year is 1999, i'm a kid again (even though I wasn't alive then)
>on a cruise ship
>get into an argument with my parents in our cabin about some stupid shit that i cant remember
>they force me to go to a hatsune miku concert in the ship's theater
>i go down there and sit down in a seat. the room is almost pitch black except for some dim neon blue lights in the back
>for some reason i notice that the carpet is very fluffy
>i look in front of me and there's a massive plastic miku face (about 30 feet wide and 20 feet tall) with huge LED eyes (similar to the tech used in digital road signs)
>it starts singing in japanese
>i just sit there and watch for about 2 minutes and then i wake up

It was a little weird.
 
this is a dream I had and wrote down several years ago, but still think about it pretty often as "the cockroach hitler dream":
"basically it was the apocalypse and my dad sent me out of our bunker to look for food and i found this girl with a microwave and she told me to microwave her cat but i didnt want to, so i put a giant chunk of ice in the microwave to like, trick her? but then the microwave broke bc of the ice and she got mad at me and then there was another like basement earthquake bunker where i found cockroch hitler

Apparently hitler got reincarnated as this disgusting bug made of skin covered in tomato sauce and then it started vomiting this giant disgusting flesh bug
he was just like this super fat dog sized cockroach made of human skin that was constantly sleeping and had a machine to constantly pour rotting tomato sauce on him, laying on a grate to catch the tomato sauce and recycle it."
 
I dreamt I was back in high school, in my old high school, and it was the first day of school. The schedule they gave me was utterly nonsensical to read because the classes were put into categories, with some classes appearing in multiple categories, so it made it fucking difficult to figure out what class you're supposed to go to next. They'd also renovated the school massively in my dream and basically turned it into a maze. There were entirely new pathways between the hallways, some hallways were moved to different locations, and some were locked. The ones that were locked you either had to have an attendant that was nearby unlock it for you to go in or hope that someone in the hall would open the door for you.

I made it to my first class fine in my dream SOMEHOW despite the fucked up way the schedule was written, and was about to go to my next class, but the teacher started taking attendance after class was over. Apparently they'd changed it to be that way because of all the students that kept getting lost and coming in late. After that, I started to make my way to what I assumed was my next class, got lost for like 20 minutes, and ended up at the right hallway that was locked. The attendant to open the door looked just like Milton Waddams from Office Space. Confusing because I haven't watched that film since the late 90s.

Anyway, I hand my schedule to the guy I assumed was my teacher after I got into the hallway, and he starts saying some bullshit about how all us girls have been late to his class because we're hoping to see the Jonas brother attending our school. I told him "I don't like or care about the Jonas Brothers." and that I was late because "I got lost trying to get here because the halls are a maze." He hands me back my schedule and tells me I'm not in his class, but rather in the class across the hall from him with a teacher that has a very similar sounding name to him.

I woke up shortly after very confused and very annoyed by it all. The fucked up schedule, taking attendance after class, the stupid maze hallways, the retarded Jonas Brothers that I never even liked... Just all so frustrating.
 
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Last weird dream I remember was one where I was on my lunch break at work. Everything is normal and I'm just talking with my boss... But my boss is just Mr. Krabs. Like, straight up a cartoon but in real life, Roger Rabbit style. Anyway, he goes to leave, but he can't get into his car because he forgot his car keys at home. He normally drove a big Ford F150 or some similar pickup, and he could someone force the locked door open with his big meaty claws. But that day he decided to drive his Cadillac and he didn't want to risk damaging it.

How he drove without his keys — or how his stubby little legs even reached the pedals — was never addressed.
 
I woke up shortly after very confused and very annoyed by it all. The fucked up schedule, taking attendance after class, the stupid maze hallways, the retarded Jonas Brothers that I never even liked... Just all so frustrating.
I wonder if this is some sort of recurring theme with back to school dreams. ITT, I've posted about similar dreams where I'm back in high school with at least one year already completed. In my version, I can never make sense out of my own class schedule, so I always go see my favorite social studies teacher because I know if I don't have her class that period, she'll tell me where my class is and she'd likely give me a hall pass to keep me from being marked tardy. Of course I always wake up before I find that part out.

In the last weird dream I remember, I went to drive home from somewhere and my car was gone. If it was stolen, there were no signs of forced entry left behind. I fact, it was almost as if I had never even parked there. Meanwhile, I'm trying to figure out how to get home and what I'm going to do for a car the next day.
 
I wonder if this is some sort of recurring theme with back to school dreams.

I've been out of school/university for a long time (talking 10+ years), and I still get dreams about missing classes/exams, not passing, or simply not being able to understand anything (my curriculum, the class itself, the teacher speaking gibberish etc).

Sometimes, during these dreams, I suddenly remember "hey, I'm already done with uni, what the fuck am I even doing here?" and it usually causes me to wake up.
 
Do people think it's weird to have dreams where you yourself are not in them? This came up in conversation once with a friend and he thought it was very strange that I had such dreams. To the extent he thought it suggested something psychologically wrong with me. I don't see anything unusual in not being in your dreams.
I had a similar dream lately. One dream was where I was at a party or dinner with Norma Shearer. She left her check for the waiter, which had several credit cards in it. But, she didn't come back to collect it.
 
Had a dream the other night where I was working in a nursing home. I worked on the topmost floor, which was only assisted living compared to the higher need residents on the first and second floors. My usual elevator was broken, so to get up to my floor I had to take the stairs, which first required me to trace the entire building.

I went through a hallway that was frosted top to bottom in ice. There was a black plastic tube blowing cold air at the beginning of the hallway, and the doors to the residents' rooms were big, heavy metal doors with latch handles like you'd find on an industrial walk-in refrigerator. Unlike most nursing homes where the AC barely exists, so as to not shock residents when they leave/return, the AC here was cranked all the way. Apparently the residents in these rooms had conditions that required them to be kept at super cold temperatures.

After that hallway, I entered into a common room where most residents irl spend the majority of their day lined up in their wheelchairs watching TV. The common room in my dream was dark, lights off and curtains drawn, and they were watching a movie. EVERYBODY had masks on and clear plastic face shields, including a bitchy CNA who took one look at me and my maskless face and was like "You work top floor? Come on, I take you."

So I hastily slammed a mask over my mouth/nose just out of courtesy and followed the CNA to a new stairwell that would take me up to the third floor without having to go through the entire building first. Yay! But she did roll her eyes at me for not wearing a mask. Rude.
 
Do people think it's weird to have dreams where you yourself are not in them?
I had a similar dream experience, but I don't think I ever posted about it because I remember so little from it. I was some sort of observer of whatever was happening around me without being present in a physical sense. People could neither see nor hear me because my comments and reactions to them went ignored and unanswered as if I never existed in their reality.

I've been out of school/university for a long time (talking 10+ years), and I still get dreams about missing classes/exams, not passing, or simply not being able to understand anything (my curriculum, the class itself, the teacher speaking gibberish etc).

Sometimes, during these dreams, I suddenly remember "hey, I'm already done with uni, what the fuck am I even doing here?" and it usually causes me to wake up.
Some of my back to school dreams have me wondering in-dream why I'm back in school when I have neither interest nor need to be taking classes again. In one such dream, my adult self received a letter telling me I was required to spend a day in 8th grade again. I spent part of the dream thinking the governmental officials involved with this decision were brainless idiots who clearly got hired by the department of education for their (lack of) intelligence.
 
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I had a similar dream experience, but I don't think I ever posted about it because I remember so little from it. I was some sort of observer of whatever was happening around me without being present in a physical sense. People could neither see nor hear me because my comments and reactions to them went ignored and unanswered as if I never existed in their reality.
That's not what I meant at all, fwiw. I meant no presence whatsoever. You're not in the dream.
 
I have two dreams that occur way too frequently.

1st one: Abandoned neighborhood, dilapidated buildings, usually set in a foggy wheat field (don't know why) I'm always exploring them, and usually the houses have items left and long forgotten, covered in dust, cobwebs, mold, the usual. There was only one instance of this dream with people who were frozen in place, a weird mist obscuring their heads, and a horrible feeling of imminent danger or death.

2nd one: Giant black fucking spiders and their webs. Everywhere. Sometimes they are bigger than me. I've never been attacked by them, they simply exist in my dream. Sometimes they move, and they're always in my basement or whatever room I have to be in.

Otherwise, I normally have nature-based dreams. Beautiful landscapes that don't exist. I am always sad when I wake up from those.
 
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