dreams thread

[CX2]

no im not noob

how tall are you?

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Just fell asleep for 20 minutes and had a dream that the site had a pepe react that was gritting it'd teeth, but it was just a normal pepe with some Samsung emoji looking teeth above the mouth all half-assed.
Also a pepe with a cap and glasses like cat's old pfp, but not quite.
Also some noob named @vehicle

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Had a dream where I pissed blood.
Had another dream where I went to use the bathroom, the light wouldn't turn on, and then I fell and couldn't move and was just staring at the ceiling in the dark (the third dream like that I've had this week)

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Not sure if this dream is recurring, or it just felt like it:
Basically I start in this house with my brother and his kids, and there's a small petting zoo outside that I take my nephew too. There are two other "scenes" I can't remember, but the dream ended with my brother's next baby being miscarried and him losing his fucking mind and everything feels hopeless.
Then it loops again, but the next time the kid was born as some horrific demon and he had to kill it, same ending.
This happened like 4 times last night alone, and finally when the dream reset, I realized it was a dream and it was so fucking brutal of a dream that I used my lucidity to materialize a gun and just started shooting people hoping it would change the outcome or wake me up. It ended up waking me up pretty early into the loop.
Interesting dream overall, pretty cool.

 

[CX2]

no dreams because i got 2 hours of sleep

 

[Apeson]

I dreamt that the fucking soviet union came back and there was a missile crisis. I should probably stop reading the news so much.

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

I had a dream that I was in some gun store with my dad and it had a spot at the counter that was basically a vending machine. I didn't get any choice, but I just stuck my card in and it spat out a .30 caliber pistol wrapped in electrical tape. I remember being disappointed, expecting it to come loaded. I waited for a second to see if it would spit out a magazine also before giving up and walking out without buying one. All I can really remember.

 

[pig]

Spoiler: nigherbabble autismslop

I am not quite sure what to say. For the first time in over a decade, I prayed last night before going to sleep as a little "Hail Mary" of sorts. In that prayer, I acknowledged that I haven't exactly been the most faithful or diligent. While I am well-aware that prayer typically does not function like a Christmas list, I asked God for even the most subtle hint of His presence. I have nobody to blame, as I was given the proper tools to succeed and have done nothing but sabotaged myself and my future. All bridges have been burned; academic, social, even structural. Anyway, He threw me a bone, perhaps in a far more obvious way than I had intended.

I dozed off last night uneventfully. Like most nights, it involved the typical indefinite period of unconsciousness, of a complete void that (admittedly) I sometimes crave the relative warmth of. Without much in the way of context, I was back at the outpatient facility they put me in over 6 years ago. Same layout, same chairs, etc. I stared blankly at the clipboard provided to "take notes" on.

Suddenly, I sensed two rapid (but light) taps on my right shoulder.

"What's popping, dude? Get your shit in gear, that battleaxe is gonna be in here any second now!"

Those words were uttered by an obviously female voice, not in a labored manner, but with an accent I've never heard before. It's clear that she's familiar with American colloquialisms, possibly utilizing them in a strategic fashion to relieve my (rather apparent) mental tension.

Looking up, it's someone I actually recognize and have a fond opinion of, but would never expect to be in their presence for obvious reasons. It's Tomo Takino, or Takino Tomo, whichever way the Japanese prefer it. She is wearing her summer/red-pinkish uniform, which should align with the time period I was in that facility (late August-early October). Her hair isn't noteworthy, being at the "normal" length present throughout most of the animated series (although, I do believe it was longer/shorter at times). I did not immediately observe anything on her person, her hands were free and those uniforms likely did not have pockets.

After a few seconds of trying to string together a coherent sentence as a response, she cleared her throat and then things started to get murky. The present environment ceased to exist, warping into a void that wasn't quite pitch-black empty space, but something else entirely (that I'm not able to describe). It was not frightening, almost the opposite. I don't recall much other than a faint low-pitched hum in the background, not unlike a muffled high-displacement diesel engine. That wasn't my main focus, of course. My vision and hearing were primarily centered on Tomo.

"You're going to be fine, don't fuckin' worry about things so much! Jeez, get a grip. Sorry... but for real, I can tell you that everything will work out if you keep going. I don't care if you have to say it's out of sheer spite, whatever it may be. God is in His Heaven, and all is right with the world. Annuit Cœptis! Ehehehe..."

She looked at me with a playful, shit-eating grin, performed a brief wave with her right hand, and slowly faded into the surrounding void. And after what felt like 30 seconds, I woke up in my bed, alarm clock blaring, although my sheets were not halfway off the bed like they usually are.

Frankly I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to make of that, but I guess we'll find out as time goes on. I liked it, though. That's the main thing.

 

[CX2]

Spoiler: nigherbabble autismslop

I am not quite sure what to say. For the first time in over a decade, I prayed last night before going to sleep as a little "Hail Mary" of sorts. In that prayer, I acknowledged that I haven't exactly been the most faithful or diligent. While I am well-aware that prayer typically does not function like a Christmas list, I asked God for even the most subtle hint of His presence. I have nobody to blame, as I was given the proper tools to succeed and have done nothing but sabotaged myself and my future. All bridges have been burned; academic, social, even structural. Anyway, He threw me a bone, perhaps in a far more obvious way than I had intended.

I dozed off last night uneventfully. Like most nights, it involved the typical indefinite period of unconsciousness, of a complete void that (admittedly) I sometimes crave the relative warmth of. Without much in the way of context, I was back at the outpatient facility they put me in over 6 years ago. Same layout, same chairs, etc. I stared blankly at the clipboard provided to "take notes" on.

Suddenly, I sensed two rapid (but light) taps on my right shoulder.

"What's popping, dude? Get your shit in gear, that battleaxe is gonna be in here any second now!"

Those words were uttered by an obviously female voice, not in a labored manner, but with an accent I've never heard before. It's clear that she's familiar with American colloquialisms, possibly utilizing them in a strategic fashion to relieve my (rather apparent) mental tension.

Looking up, it's someone I actually recognize and have a fond opinion of, but would never expect to be in their presence for obvious reasons. It's Tomo Takino, or Takino Tomo, whichever way the Japanese prefer it. She is wearing her summer/red-pinkish uniform, which should align with the time period I was in that facility (late August-early October). Her hair isn't noteworthy, being at the "normal" length present throughout most of the animated series (although, I do believe it was longer/shorter at times). I did not immediately observe anything on her person, her hands were free and those uniforms likely did not have pockets.

After a few seconds of trying to string together a coherent sentence as a response, she cleared her throat and then things started to get murky. The present environment ceased to exist, warping into a void that wasn't quite pitch-black empty space, but something else entirely (that I'm not able to describe). It was not frightening, almost the opposite. I don't recall much other than a faint low-pitched hum in the background, not unlike a muffled high-displacement diesel engine. That wasn't my main focus, of course. My vision and hearing were primarily centered on Tomo.

"You're going to be fine, don't fuckin' worry about things so much! Jeez, get a grip. Sorry... but for real, I can tell you that everything will work out if you keep going. I don't care if you have to say it's out of sheer spite, whatever it may be. God is in His Heaven, and all is right with the world. Annuit Cœptis! Ehehehe..."

She looked at me with a playful, shit-eating grin, performed a brief wave with her right hand, and slowly faded into the surrounding void. And after what felt like 30 seconds, I woke up in my bed, alarm clock blaring, although my sheets were not halfway off the bed like they usually are.

Frankly I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to make of that, but I guess we'll find out as time goes on. I liked it, though. That's the main thing.

dnr become lutheran

 

[lifesucksthenyoudie]

I had a dream that the CCP was invading and abducted me and my coworkers and they took us to China and made us live in this weird gated community commune consisting of these flat but modern one story homes that were connected to each other like hotel rooms and the only contact we had with the outside world was the TV and these white MacBooks that only had a shitty LLM model that we were guinea pigs for

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Had a dream that I woke up with a chunk of my jaw broken off along with two teeth

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Had another much longer dream where me and ~6 people flew by helicopter into some compound and got into a massive firefight. Worked our way through a building fighting a massive army and found a manhole with a massive ladder and we sealed it behind us.

It led to this massive underground forest world with another small compound and then nothing but wilderness. We fought a bunch of zombies and other abominations there and I don't remember the ending

 

[GarryNealson_2]

Had another much longer dream where me and ~6 people flew by helicopter into some compound and got into a massive firefight. Worked our way through a building fighting a massive army and found a manhole with a massive ladder and we sealed it behind us.

It led to this massive underground forest world with another small compound and then nothing but wilderness. We fought a bunch of zombies and other abominations there and I don't remember the ending

an explosion was the ending

 

[shekel]

I had a dream where I was inside the Twin Towers on 9/11 and my fat ass kept slowing everyone down while fleeing down the stairwell so they all died when the building came down.

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Had another long dream where I was playing some VR shooter with my cousin and some random friend while on vacation. I thought i was kicking ass but then I always had a shitty score.
There was also this part where some random was controlling an RC tank and I asked him to do something (objectively good plan) and he said "no" and kept being useless, but I realized he was black so I called him a noob.
I also couldn't choose a class properly because the queue screen between games was like 5 seconds long.

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Had a different dream where I was sitting next to an old Ruzzian friend in this massive stadium and we were all waiting to be selected for a free trip to Russia for some experimental surgery.
We both got selected and we met some customs lady. It was before the flight, so it should have been America, but it was freezing cold all of a sudden and I remember that part of the dream took place in Russia somehow.
I didn't have any documents, so she drove me to the front of the airport past security in a police car and told me to just walk in.
Someone came up and asked me if I was on the Russia trip and I said yes, and he hooked some tag to my belt loop.
A lady behind me was asked and she said "no," and then the guy asking her launched into some cold war tier performative rant about how bad Russia is, like the whole trip was being covered up for some reason.
I went in and looked around, excited to buy some slop for the flight. I pulled my phone out to post on the shroom about taking my third flight ever, but I noticed that the ticket on my belt was for a 1:00pm flight and it was 12:55.
Dream ended there and I woke up disappointed

 

[GarryNealson_2]

Had a different dream where I was sitting next to an old Ruzzian friend in this massive stadium and we were all waiting to be selected for a free trip to Russia for some experimental surgery.
We both got selected and we met some customs lady. It was before the flight, so it should have been America, but it was freezing cold all of a sudden and I remember that part of the dream took place in Russia somehow.
I didn't have any documents, so she drove me to the front of the airport past security in a police car and told me to just walk in.
Someone came up and asked me if I was on the Russia trip and I said yes, and he hooked some tag to my belt loop.
A lady behind me was asked and she said "no," and then the guy asking her launched into some cold war tier performative rant about how bad Russia is, like the whole trip was being covered up for some reason.
I went in and looked around, excited to buy some slop for the flight. I pulled my phone out to post on the shroom about taking my third flight ever, but I noticed that the ticket on my belt was for a 1:00pm flight and it was 12:55.
Dream ended there and I woke up disappointed

noob really has the shroom embedded into his dreams

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Had another long dream where I was playing some VR shooter with my cousin and some random friend while on vacation. I thought i was kicking ass but then I always had a shitty score.
There was also this part where some random was controlling an RC tank and I asked him to do something (objectively good plan) and he said "no" and kept being useless, but I realized he was black so I called him a noob.
I also couldn't choose a class properly because the queue screen between games was like 5 seconds long.

Oh shit I totally forgot: it was New Year's before all of this, and my cousin was on some schizo shit about some ancient religion apocalypse and no one cared.
Then, right before midnight, this massive storm rolled in and I saw meteors and missiles in the skies. We grabbed guns and went somewhere, and eventually some secret group found us and brought us into a tunnel.
I sat with Bill Clinton for some reason and he thanked us for "joining their cause" or whatever, and THEN the dream shifted into just being a VR game

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

noob really has the shroom embedded into his dreams

Had a dream the other night where the bapepe react was back... I wish I was still asleep...

 

[ATWA ya dig?]

Had a dream where I woke up and heard something moving around in my room, so I yelled thinking it was some kind of animal and I'd scare it off, but then a high pitched voice said "happy birthday" and I got mad at it and said it wasn't my birthday and then it said it was Claus's birthday and I thought "oh fuck it is" and kept yelling at it to leave me alone but it kept taunting me and getting closer and I kept yelling at it to fuck off and my bed would shake everytime I yelled