Had a dream I was at a party and happened to be wearing the same shirt as another guest, who happened to either be Ben Affleck or just like, a “character” played by Ben Affleck. He started telling me that he wanted to keep his shirt so I had to go home and change. He stayed calm but would never respond to my request that he explain why I was the one who had to change even though I was there first, as I kept getting angrier and angrier. Eventually I snapped and started repeatedly smashing a Folgers coffee can into his face then I woke up. Fuck you Ben Affleck!!
you really put folgers in his mug
I never remember my dreams, but for some reason I recall that right at the end I was clutching a 12-VHS boxed set of some kind of obscure video product and I awoke with the intense conviction that I had to hang onto it so I could give it to @LaurelSoup
Awww I love it!!!
CW: bodily injury
On sunday evening I had a old wound open up and lost a fair amount of blood, leading me to be so tired as to be barely able to get out of bed on Monday, and still a bit tired today. During that time I was in and out of a dreamstate and just kept thinking about maps, and traveling between locations on maps.
So of course it felt great on Tuesday, the first time I managed to get a normal kind of sleep, for my non-delirious dream to involve the vivid sensation of a swarm of mosquitoes burrowing into my skin and sucking my blood out until they filled out like cocktail weiners.
Feel like I’m still on a lifetime average of wishing I did not have dreams vs getting anything worthwhile out of them.
cw suicide
i have these recurring dreams where a television will suddenly turn on and play this horrible sound while staticky red-pink scenes of dancing or violence play. then, everyone but me will start doing stupid and generally self destructive things, like jumping off buildings or into traffic etc. it sucks.
last night i had this dream but it was almost in reverse. i was in my car with two people i don’t know (but did in the dream) when the guy driving got a weird look on his face then drove into a frickin lake. we all got out successfully but i was furious at him. i tried to calm myself by repeating that at least everyone was alive.
the guy said he just “zoned out” and wasn’t sure what happened of why he drove into a lake.
we went back home when suddenly the tv turned on. it was playing this horrible crackly thumping music and a red staticky video of humanesque lumps either dancing or murdering each other. i knew immediately this was the cause of the disaster and unplugged it even though i knew it wouldn’t work. the video kept playing. my two friends immediately ran out the door and jumped back in the lake. they did not resurface and i despaired.
when i woke up i could still hear the music and i kept envisioning weird staticky creatures crawling out of the tv.
i hate these dreams
Longest most vivid dream I had in a while and it was just a movie. I dreamed about a movie, title unknown, that was basically Albert Pyun’s Mean Guns narratively, but stylistically was like Bullet Train. It took place in a giant 500 story mega shopping center that was called “The Multiplicity of Sodom” and was run by a 10 years past middle age generic looking russian man. Basically he invited all the world’s best assassins to kill each other in exchange for the survivors getting prizes, where the second place prize was just money but the top prize was ownership of the shopping center. It wasn’t shut down beforehand, so throughout the movie civilians were randomly getting mowed down and in the way, but weirdly unless a gun battle was happening in a specific store they mostly just continued shopping and dining and the assassins just tried to work around them. Also there were cops still, hilariously, but they just ignored everything.
So yeah, basically the entire movie was just a series of gunplay/fight sequences. It followed a few characters but the only one I remember was named “The Survivor” in a pop up text, and was a Kino from Kino’s Journey looking girl with a giant military backpack, and the joke was that she had a weapon fit for every purpose. And she spent most of the movie just trying to ignore combat and then successfully getting out of progressively escalating siuations. One of the items in her bag was a multi dart nerf gun where she somehow filled the nerf darts with napalm, and also made speed reloads for it. Also there were periodically truce periods where the assassins didn’t kill each other and during one of these we find out Kino-alike is trans from looking at her backpack that’s covered in buttons and patches.
The movie ends with Kino taking a deal from the Russian owner for second prize in exchange for quitting the fight and just leaving, much to the upset of someone who had expected her to help him kill the russian and shut down Multiplicity of Sodom. This person is then killed by the russian and he resumes ownership.
There’s a stinger in the movie where the president wakes up randomly in the white house after passing out from too much cocaine and tells his secret service they’ve got to go to the shopping center, which I guess was supposed to set up a rescue the president sequel. Also at the end of the movie there was a random scene where two North Korean enforcers track down a North Korean escapee in a convenience store and Kino-alike is there and she tells them that Kim Jong Un is morally and functionally equivalent to a billionaire, but then when they try to chase after her the store operator pulls a gun but is shot to death by the enforcers and Kino-alike is nowhere to be found. There was a scene earlier in the movie where she saved two civilians by telling them to hide in a corner and then comedically paying for sandwiches for them in the restaurant where they are hiding so they don’t get kicked out.
Oh, a recurring gag was assassins who were sign spinners with weaponized signs with razor edges and so forth.
violent nightmare
had a dream that i was on a gameshow that was like fish tank but like amped up a bunch so it was just contestants making minor mistakes and getting physically brutalized and tortured. i opened the fridge with the wrong hand so like 5 dudes in riot gear pinned me down and beat me. my arm was broken and my toes were bent backwards so that tehy were flat against the top of my foot, and i could see the bone of my right arm like one of those old krokodil videos. later some woman didnt get out of the shower fast enough or something and there was a guy pinning her down with a hot iron and burning her in various places on her back and legs and head, and like HOLDING DOWN HTE IRON HARD so i could hear it sizzling. she started thrashing around so more dudes pinned her down with more irons until like all her skin was sloughing off. all i could think was how easy i had it with just a broken arm backwards toes and visible bones. later there was a person who tried to drive a car away so they put her in a car baler with a like, black box style microphone inside and then pumped teh sound back into the house so we could all listen to her screaming while being crushed to death. then they had an offer where you could leave the house but only if you went through a specific door they built and someone was like fuck this and it turned out the door was a… i dunno how to put it like a degloving portal, like it just peeled all the skin off your body until you looked like the bitch from hellraiser 2. so no one else left. i was coming up with a plan to be eaten and shit into the toilet to escape but then i woke up
oof
Dreamed a bunch of stressful shit two nights ago after going on a hike that tired me out and made my whole body hurt real bad.
The first dream was that I was standing near a ravine and a guy kept trying to throw me down the ravine and kill me. He only did this while everyone was looking away and every time I raised a stink about it, nobody believed me. There was one of those little mobile office things they set up at construction sites nearby, and I went inside and tried to report him to Ravine HR, and the HR department of the ravine did not believe me at all
My other dream that night was about rogue modders modding all the games on my phone to have MSPaint graphics. The modders were also right wing modders for some reason, and they modded “non-binary Gengar” into Pokémon Go in a way that they intended as a dig of some kind. The modders were physically present where I was, I guess they were beaming the games directly into my phone or something, so I started talking to them and saying things like “hey, I don’t know what you’re getting at, Gengar can be non-binary. Don’t be shitty about this.” But then in the middle of our argument, I woke up. I checked my phone and opened Pokémon go… and non-binary Gengar was in there!!! Then I was so shocked that I woke up for real and realized that this had actually been a layer of dream. I felt dumber than shit
Dreamed I was just sitting in a fetal position in my old room in my mothers basement screaming all night long because I thought literally anything might happen to me.
Had another nightmare yesterday about repeated false waking up. The first time I woke up my apartment was a giant flat. The window was open and I was sleeping on the floor, which was covered in a rug with a giant pentagram surrounded by candles. The rug had lumps underneath everywhere that turned out to be skunks, which fled out the window as I pressed down on them. When I finished chasing them all out I woke up in an apartment slightly more like mine, but fell asleep three more times, each time waking up in a slightly more accurate apartment. Eventually I started waking up and looking at the time on my computer monitor before falling back asleep. To find out if it was real, I decided to write the time on my thigh each time I woke up. I did that three times without looking, then when I looked to write a fourth time it was some terrifying message from a demon instead of the time, at which point I woke up screaming.
john boyega is literally living my dream and it is not fair
Sounds like Harrison Ford is living my dream
I had my first dream in a million years.
I got pulled into some sort of interactive theater thing in a bar, and as part of it I had to chop up some people who’d been turned into props but would come back to life intact afterward. It was all supposed to be ok and above the board, but afterward I was shunned because the cuts I picked were considered too vicious or something.
Then I ended up exploring some sort of endless coffee shop that had all these twisting and turning little rooms.
Oh and then I got dumped because I was uneasy with my partner opening up our relationship to include a really really elderly man.
After work yesterday someone I hadn’t seen since pre pandemic was breaking down their relationship situation to me, so that’s definitely why that was on my mind.
I’m disappointed in my subconscious for not explicitly making the cellular peptide cake connection while I was asleep. I thought I’ve trained it better.
i don’t remember much but cuba was in my dream eyeing me suspiciously for making killer d20 rolls. i can’t wait to play dnd irl.
I dreamed that I was buying a yacht in spain and asked an aggressively transphobic salesman if he believed in metaphysics, and when he said yes do you, I said it was hard to believe when god gives everyone different metaphysics. And when he responded that catholicism was the natural state of belief, I said that was hard to believe when god gives every catholic pedophilia
Dreamed that I was locked in a room with a giant crane fly. It was described to me as “a fracture fly.” Not sure what that was supposed to mean. The room was barely lit, shadowy, crisscrossed with light coming through some blinds, and I had no idea where the crane fly was. It could be anywhere. Someone told me that it was the largest crane fly species in existence.
I lay down on the couch and closed my eyes because I was getting sooooo tired. Something touched my face. The whole room went quiet and I knew that the fracture fly was sitting on my face, it was disgusting, everyone was too shocked to help me or say anything.
then I woke up and I was lying on the couch and a blanket was touching my face. I immediately googled “what is the largest crane fly” and the answer is Holorusia mikado, which can have a leg span wider than 10 inches