Craziest dream you've had lately

Oweo became an admin and 25/25 threads on the OT were started by him

Woke up sweating and had to check the OT before I could go back to sleep

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Oweo became an admin and 25/25 threads on the OT were started by him

Woke up sweating and had to check the OT before I could go back to sleep

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I dreamed a dream in times gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed, that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream
I dreamed

Dude, witch pussy would be fricking awesome.

I had a dream that I saw Star Wars Episode 8 in theaters. However, the movie was just Luke and Rey using the force to put Zoo animals back in their cages after they were let loose. Apparently I hated the movie after I saw it. I wonder why?

You asked for it. My dreams are extremely vivid and very long. I have taken to writing some of them down. Enjoy your wall of text:



It was a night much like many others, as I found myself settling down on the couch to watch a movie. After struggling to get comfortable amid all my aches and pains, I finally started to get drowsy and found myself drifting off to sleep. Some time later as I was in a deep sleep, I felt a gentle shaking as if someone were trying to wake me.

As I opened my eyes, it became clear that the person shaking me was my Mom. Strangely, I was not taken aback by the fact that she has been dead for seventeen years, but instead found myself overjoyed to see her. It was not, however, a joy of seeing a loved one after many years of separation, but rather just a joy of merely being together with her. In my mind, she had been with me all these years, and I was just happy to see her.

"Come with me, I want to take you somewhere," she stated. I agreed and did not question her further, and she led me out the door to a path in the woods by the lake. As we started our journey down the path, we talked about events from long ago, but it was not as if we were catching up after a long absence, but simply were given to reminiscing about things past.

Although the time passed quickly, we walked for a long while. At some point, the path opened up into what resembled an old single-lane dirt road, lined on either side by trees of all shapes and sizes. The sights and sounds were all very familiar to me, as it reminded me of some of the roads I found myself on as a child growing up in our small part of Alabama. Even the smell had a reminding effect on me. As with the rest of the scene, I remembered well the fresh aromas of nature in a part of the country not yet overrun by modern development.

Mom and I walked and talked for a bit longer, until it appeared we were approaching some type of park. Rocks and boulders had joined the trees in lining each side of the road by this point. I thought it was still nighttime because it was very dark, however, it was becoming apparent to me that, in reality, daylight had broken. The darkness that was still set upon us was, in fact, a very heavy and dense fog. At times, glimmers of light would fight their way through the fog, and offer a brief respite, lending support to my reckoning.

I started to see people I knew traveling on the road. While not at first, it eventually dawned on me that the people I was seeing were those that I had known at some point in my life who had died. Shockingly, I was not disturbed in the slightest by this fact, and I thought that maybe this was some type of dress-up or Halloween party. I convinced myself that all of these people were simply dressed to look like the people I had known. As we traveled further, more and more people began to show up on the road walking to and fro. Some I knew, some I did not, and some appeared to be more of a spirit form. In spite of all of this, for some unbeknownst reason, I was still not troubled.

Ahead in the distance, I began to make out traces of a glowing light peering through the fog. The intensity of the light increased as we drew closer, and was now offering a more illuminated view of our surroundings. The trees, boulders, and rocks were all still there bordering the road, only now we could see them much more clearly. As we moved nearer still to the source of the light, I could now see that the glow was emanating from around a house. It looked to be a typical, yet very large, single-story house, except that it had a long vertical shaft rising from the middle section. The middle portion towered in the skyline and I estimated it to be maybe two hundred feet in height. There was a raging fire completely encircling the house, but it stood seemingly unharmed. The flames did not obstruct the view of the house, as we could see through them, and discern everything from the foundation to the capstone of the middle tower.

Still convinced this was all some fashion of a Halloween theme, I turned to Mom, and said "Is that some type of haunted house attraction?" She answered by stating, "No, that's Hell House, and we are going a different way." I looked down and realized we were standing at a fork in the road. The well lit house was down the left fork and we were within several hundred feet of it. There were people and other forms I could not quite make out on the road to the left and surrounding the house. The road to the right was still edged by trees and rocks, but seemed to empty itself out into the darkness again.

Mom led me down the road to the right, and once more, I did not question her, and found myself going along with no thought given to the path of choice. As we traveled further down the road, we found more and more darkness encroaching upon us, but we could still see the path ahead and were still aware of the trees lining the road, although they were merely shadows at this point.

From time to time, I would steal a glance back over either of my shoulders. When I peeked over my left shoulder, I could see the diminishing ember of glow from the house. A peek over my right shoulder revealed certain periods of my life with all of the circumstances surrounding the particular snapshot in time, and all of the choices I made in those times. While looking back, I swelled with pride at some of the choices I had made, but the sight of some choices made me cringe. I felt joy and regret simultaneously, and had a strong desire to somehow go back in time and correct some of the things I wish I had done differently. With dread and a heavy heart, I knew that this was not possible. Taking another turn over my left shoulder, I again saw the gleam of light around the house, but it was very faint. Once more, I saw people walking along the road, some with purpose in their walk showing a strong sense of direction. Others seemed confused as to which way they were going, and just wandered back and forth.

Over time, I began looking back in gradually decreasing increments until I ceased looking back altogether. I realized that I was becoming much less concerned with what was past, and my mind turned almost wholly to what lie in store. My thoughts raced and I found myself wondering what was ahead, even feeling frightened of the unknown, but I tried to relax and enjoy the journey. Mom and I walked and talked for another considerable amount of time, and I could feel that I was giving up on any notion of pretense as to expectations of what was to come. My mind was becoming clear and it felt wonderful.

Suddenly, ahead in the distance, I caught another glimpse of light piercing through the darkness. This light was even more brilliant than that which surrounded the house. It encompassed the entire horizon beyond it and went on as far as the eye could see. As our path became brighter still, a huge body of water to our left revealed itself from the darkness. The water appeared clean and pure, and the rays of light shimmered off of it. At that exact instant, I realized that I no longer had any worries or regrets concerning the past, while at the same time, I had no fear or trepidation regarding the future. I was in a state of complete and utter peace. It was an almost indescribable feeling, and the most powerful thing I had ever encountered. For that one moment, everything in my world was right.

I still knew and remembered my kids, but somehow it was revealed to me that both were okay. I was comforted by the certainty that everything was perfectly fine and there were no worries. Instinctively, I knew that soon I would see my sons again. I understood my mission was to come on ahead and prepare a place for them both, and they would be along directly.

Very interesting and biblical. I don't believe in heaven or hell, but it would be nice to see all my loved ones who've passed

I had a dream that a hamburger was eating me!