My whole life I’ve had dreams where I’m able to float 15-20 feet off the ground and move around at will as though I’m swimming in air. I have these dreams pretty frequently and they are always fantastic, even when my air swimming is set in a dangerous or frightening context. Sometimes I get an alternate version of air swimming, where I can float but I can only propel myself by grabbing onto things and launching myself forward like I’m in zero-G. This is more frightening because I can fly up into space by accident and then I have to wait for slight forces of gravity to gradually lower me down again.
Anyway I had a dream this weekend where I was swimming around in midair and then someone asked me about it and I explained all the different types of air swimming I’ve been able to do in my life to them, the pros and cons, which ones I prefer, etc. Did a whole like, dream review seminar within my dream
I had a dream the other night in which I was bar hopping with a friend and two of her friends I didn’t know. One of those two was a 20-something preppy, thin, blonde woman. We were deciding on where to stop for some food. The blonde woman said, “I’m not hungry. For lunch I ate 20 pounds of ground up hotdogs from a bucket while standing on a stool and wearing a blindfold with a gun to my head.”
I responded, “…Did you have to take off work for that?”
There was a cat who was stealing hus owner’s games and hiding them in some secret hidey hole. It would periodically grab a game from its stash and run off to EB Games to drop it on the counter, and the assistant would hand over a rolled up bundle of cash or a coin and the cat would grab it in it’s mouth and run off back to the secret spot.
At one point, the owner was like “where’s all my games??” And the cat snuck in real quick, grabbed a loose DS cart and dashed off, and the guy says “WTF get back here” but the cat was too fast.
The cat was extremely violent to anyone who tried to get in the way of this task
Had a dream that Elden Ring incantations existed in real life and everyone was slamming me for my loadout/how much collateral damage my aoe attacks were doing. I had to keep derailing a family trip through a city to go get more incantations from random strangers I met online. I found an incantation in a bookstore and was afraid to take it because it would look like I was shoplifting
I also had an Elden Ring dream! I dreamt that there was this status effect that you could get from a hidden shrine, the status was called ‘bruxeria’ and essentially was like the Ring of Favor and Protection from Dark Souls, so everybody wanted it. The other thing it did though was it gave every character an Elvira-level rack with a cleavage cutout in the armor and a light glow and particle effect coming off your chest.
went to a game store and saw Armored Core: FORT KNIGHT, part of the AC4 universe, it was an Archon-style turn based tactical game where the fights were full 1v1 mech battles. It was notably both for PS2/PS3 (two discs) and came packaged with a joystick shaped like a sword in stone, as the game was medieval fantasy themed with mechs
dreamed i was playing a kirby game on steam for a poster who will remain nameless and they started getting really horny about kirby. entered a room with a bunch of like balloon poodles and they went totally apeshit. i started watching a film or something once i beat the final boss but then later i switched back to the game and it had a teaser for the next game that just looked like a raunchy sex comedy
Dreamt up a really boring looking cancelled Pokemon game for the N64 this morning. It was a top-down RPG, and it had a boring name like “Pokemon Rock.” The only environment I saw was a featureless flat plain with a repeating grass texture and noticeable levels of N64 fog towards the edges of the screen. Somebody told me “a fun fact about this game is that nobody knows any facts about it.” That statement was stupid enough to my dream-self that I think it’s the only reason I remembered the dream at all.
Had a dream I was in Simpsons Cave kart Racing, a Racing game for the Nintendo DS where you raced the cast of a simpsons through a long cave. It was really elaborate. I remember the car select screen having multiple car classes (Like RVs). There was a Water Skiing boat with a Dale Earnhardt 3 logo on the side. But because I just started the game I could only get the “Beer Commuter” class of car, which was a hatchback.
I drove through the first stage but I stopped at a point where you had to drive underwater and the clausterphobia was way too overwhelming for me, so I used the second screen on the DS to quit the game.
Why are dreams so specific sometimes? Simpsons Cave Kart Racing? For the Nintendo DS???
I’m still not quite sure if this is even a real puzzle or another item trading sequence. The rest of the floor is behind that door though, and it’s been a couple days since I first encountered it- which I guess makes it more mysterious and therefore compelling to think about what’s behind it when I’m doing other stuff.
In my dream last night there was a similar scenario- at the door I can’t get past, the message about “ever considered another line of work?” was said instead- On the 4th floor, in a small side-room, six people in costumes representing different professions shuffled past me out into the hall, and disappeared. I realized the professionals correlated to classes, and the order in which they left the room reflected the order I should arrange the characters in my party. By rearranging the members of certain classes in my party to match the associated profession, I would be let through the door.
When I woke up, half-asleep, I was like “oh damn i should try this” before realizing it didn’t actually make any sense, but maybe will add it to my own unhinged dungeon game someday…
Had a dream I was driving a VW Golf but really well, as in I was hitting the apexes perfectly and shifting the car perfectly. It felt pretty good. I need to get my Honda Fit back on the road I miss that thing.
I was going to a church, with a bunch of friends. We were waiting in this outside/conservatory area to go in, with loads of plants/water features about. It had this kind of “world culture” shabby chic that I associate with a lot of vaguely-Asian oriented White Californian spiritual things. When they opened the doors, a whole host of people rushed into where we were sitting, such that I got separated by my friends. There were all kinds of people there, old people, families, etc.
I went up some intricately carved brownish red stairs with columns, I couldn’t tell if it was stone or hardwood. Despite the crush of people earlier, the temple was mostly empty, and was this weird, clearly extremely old, worn-away depression, about 2-3 feet deep, in front of the altar? There were about a dozen incredibly fat, hairless dogs, with worm-like things crawling on them and little exoskeletal remains scattered across their backs. They rushed out you initially when you came in, luckily you could kind of shoo them away from you.
I decided to move back into a room off the back of the temple which was more of a spillover area, with a large soft leather wedge that like 40 people could sit on, plus a more regular large couch. I sat on the couch and watched two people sitting on the leather, one was clearly in a great deal of pain and his friend was cradling him as he said “ohhh, it hurtssss, it hurtssss”…
dreamed that a maternal figure and i were turning over my half-mummified half-putrescent corpse in a dumpster to see if it had and viable organs for donation. it did not
Had I dream that I met my childhood best friend at a party in a strange land. Everyone spoke different languages. It was either in South America or Europe… I didn’t know why I was there. The only other person around who would speak English to me, I swiftly recognized as my best friend from very early grade school, whom I haven’t spoken to since they moved away in sixth grade. We had both changed so much, and were glad to recognize that we had each improved, and still wanted to be friends. In this dream my friend had changed so much that they had even changed their name.
The funny thing is that the version of this person I imagined was completely different than their real adult identity, which I actually know about, since I’ve looked them up over the years. This morning I went to look this friend up online again, and in fact they have not changed as much as I imagined they had, or as much as I have changed in real life, really. They’re still doing the stuff I knew they were doing pre-pandemic, as far as I can tell. Maybe I was expressing some desire to myself to have someone from my past that I could share this kind of reflection with, but I don’t think such a person exists.
dreamed i went to my parents’ desire everyone there having covid, so i woke up into a dream where the same thing happened but everything looked different and then i tried to leave but my mum came after me in the airport (?) yelling at me about how chronic illness is fake etc and i has to like run around the duty-free zone looking for a particular doctor. this turned into a weird little speedrun thing where i had to traverse these stairs and alleys and stuff w/o getting waylaid by these boys running in the opposite direction, and then i was on a crowded beach under like, Ul’Dah or smth. all this time i was really wishing i had a mask
This isn’t my dream, but a friend sent me this, and I felt I had to post it
CW: Suicide
I had a dream where you could just buy a suicide pack from any grocery store. It was a small needle containing live botulism bacteria that would kill you very rapidly. I bought one and a 10 pound bag of raw cookie dough and the fat sassy black lady cashier simply said “Aw, well I’m sorry it ain’t workin out for you hon. Hope we won’t see you again.”
had the sci-fi sex dream for the first time in long time, under a spoiler because it’s not a very fun one
waking up on a table in a brightly lit room. there’s no visual indicators the guy fucking me is a droid but I somehow know that he is. I can’t feel it at all. I’m numb and paralyzed, can barely feel the rocking back and forth. When he finishes I’m aching and can finally start to move my fingers just a little. He gives me a dry kiss on the forehead, says something suposed to be reassuring but I can’t make out the words. Then he picks me up and puts me in the cryosleep pod. Cold white fog and time disaapears. Repeat four or five times
Dreamed that I went to my mother’s house and she had my PS2 hooked up and was trying to play God Hand, apparently because she thought she needed to play games as some method for staving off Alzheimer’s or something. She was struggling to understand what to do, but since I’ve only played the game maybe once I wasn’t much help.
When I woke up, before the dream haze wore off I was thinking to myself she’d be better off playing Final Fantasy or something that didn’t require quick reflexes
