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  1. Sudo Black Hole [my hereto riemannian peach]
    I went to a farm that was kind if a sweatshop, I said I wanted some chickens he said were 8 weeks old but looked younger. There was a big biker looking security guard who took me to a room full of depressed people all dressed like Santa Clauses and told me if I fucked around that's where I would be. Bunch of other ridiculous stuff but I messaged my first baby mom for some reason I remember 2as manipulative who call me right back but I picked up, heard her voice and hung up. Weird farm stuff I don't really remember. Glad I slept deeply because I definitely needed it
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  2. Kafka sweaty
    Originally posted by Sudo I went to a farm that was kind if a sweatshop, I said I wanted some chickens he said were 8 weeks old but looked younger. There was a big biker looking security guard who took me to a room full of depressed people all dressed like Santa Clauses and told me if I fucked around that's where I would be. Bunch of other ridiculous stuff but I messaged my first baby mom for some reason I remember 2as manipulative who call me right back but I picked up, heard her voice and hung up. Weird farm stuff I don't really remember. Glad I slept deeply because I definitely needed it

    I thought of Frank from always sunny when you said sweatshop, and that’s a weird one O.O
  3. Kafka sweaty
    Ik I’m having dreams but am forgetting them I think because hypnosis tells me to forget. This morning though an alarm woke me so I remember one thing, it was a Victorian garden and raining.
  4. Kafka sweaty
    All I remember is I was about to be betrayed but I didn’t want to act negatively towards the person without full proof.
  5. Kafka sweaty
    It was that I was in ancient Ireland and had to go to war, but it was a trap, I was betrayed so that a witch could steal my codes/soul. Then I was exiled to a fairytale forest where a fairy found me by a waterfall. She looked like the fairy godmother from the Wizard of Oz. She turned back time to before the waterfall had formed and took me to her castle. There was the witch in the dungeon along with heads of the enemies of Ireland. She told me I was an enchanter, I was scared of her so played along, and grabbed the witch through the bars by magic.
  6. Rape Monster Naturally Camouflaged
    Originally posted by Kafka It was that I was in ancient Ireland and had to go to war, but it was a trap, I was betrayed so that a witch could steal my codes/soul. Then I was exiled to a fairytale forest where a fairy found me by a waterfall. She looked like the fairy godmother from the Wizard of Oz. She turned back time to before the waterfall had formed and took me to her castle. There was the witch in the dungeon along with heads of the enemies of Ireland. She told me I was an enchanter, I was scared of her so played along, and grabbed the witch through the bars by magic.

    how the hell do people remember dreams down to these kind of details, all of mine are just disjointed random segments and I can rarely even figure out what's going on let alone recognize and remember what is around me
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  7. Kafka sweaty
    Originally posted by Rape Monster how the hell do people remember dreams down to these kind of details, all of mine are just disjointed random segments and I can rarely even figure out what's going on let alone recognize and remember what is around me

    One of mine had three parts, like took up a page in microsoft word. It didn't make much sense though, being chased around a chocolate factory by a witch on a broomstick.
  8. Rape Monster Naturally Camouflaged
    Originally posted by Kafka One of mine had three parts, like took up a page in microsoft word. It didn't make much sense though, being chased around a chocolate factory by a witch on a broomstick.

    i have some dreams where i wake up briefly, am aware i am awake, then go back to sleep and resume the same dream i was having
  9. Kafka sweaty
    Couldn’t get out of a VR game, thoughts being monitored, sister had blonde hair and was in a black carriage, lil pet grew and bit my neck, eventually got out but had to leave loved one behind and they were hospitalised, it was the future.
  10. Incessant African Astronaut
    No dreams just slept well
  11. I dreamt that I was at an adventure centre in a massive ancient forest and everyone wanted to do a ride which was like paragliding except with a big gondola.
    Like this, instead of a buggy it had a big boat thing that carried about 10 people. That ride was always booked up and very hard to get on. The adventure centre was up in the the trees and really nice and there were loads of people sitting around at tables eating and drinking. I was talking to some.

    Then I decided to go home and I decided I'd use my personal paraglider to go home since that was how I got there. But I was too lazy to climb up to a hill to catch a good breeze so tried to take off beside a brine lake with loads of salt accumulating on shore. There were loads of people around scuba diving, snorkeling, horse riding, playing sports, etc. I couldn't catch enough wind to take off, then kept getting my paragliding parachute caught in power lines, in trees, etc.

    I have no idea why I started to dream about paragliders.
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  12. I actually have always been 100% sure I'd get into paragliding, even though I've never tried it and flying doesn't currently even particularly interest me.
  13. mmQ Lisa Turtle
    A flying butt with eagles wings was chasing me 😍. I climbed down a ravine and three men shaped like boats escorted me to my grandma's basement where we ate pumpernickel bread and did thumb wars until we died.
  14. Dirtbag African Astronaut
    Uni library, girl brushed my hair behind my ear and asked for my name. I couldn't explain so she ran off. Outside was dark and there was a burnt out bike, youths loitering, a fire. A black girl asked me to come to her house. I thought she was just into goths and wanted sex but at the door she gave me the key and ran off, so I chased her to a crackhead corner. She seemed unhinged and said she'd murdered her husband and was never coming back, that the house was mine. I went back to it. The keychain had a single pearl and it all felt real, nothing from the house was missing. My reflection in the polished wooden floor was the real me, tried to take a photo of the gun, plastic bags with her husband's clothes, the bathtub still had bloodstains, I felt her husband's ghost was becoming more material and that he was a bad person, so I wanted to get out of there but I also wanted to explore. Brown wooden furniture, walls painted in shades of pink and cream, another bag with her false nails and hair extensions, a bedroom with too many teddybears.
  15. Sophie Pedophile Tech Support
    Originally posted by aldra the worst dreams are the ones where you do bad things that you normally wouldn't and it seems perfectly fine and normal until you think about it after you wake up

    makes you seriously question your sense of self

    You do that? Any horrendous shit i might do in a dream i know i am capable of IRL, most people are, doesn't mean i do them. I don't think that makes you r anyone a bad person. Besides, when i dream it's more like a movie any way, things happen around me, i see things i feel things. And i react.
  16. aldra dreamt of raping chillen
  17. WellHung Black Hole
    owning my own stable of negroes.
  18. WellHung Black Hole
    Vindicktive Vinny dreamed of working at Starbucks instead of Dunkin Donuts.
  19. Rape Monster Naturally Camouflaged
    Originally posted by Dirtbag Uni library, girl brushed my hair behind my ear and asked for my name. I couldn't explain so she ran off. Outside was dark and there was a burnt out bike, youths loitering, a fire. A black girl asked me to come to her house. I thought she was just into goths and wanted sex but at the door she gave me the key and ran off, so I chased her to a crackhead corner. She seemed unhinged and said she'd murdered her husband and was never coming back, that the house was mine. I went back to it. The keychain had a single pearl and it all felt real, nothing from the house was missing. My reflection in the polished wooden floor was the real me, tried to take a photo of the gun, plastic bags with her husband's clothes, the bathtub still had bloodstains, I felt her husband's ghost was becoming more material and that he was a bad person, so I wanted to get out of there but I also wanted to explore. Brown wooden furniture, walls painted in shades of pink and cream, another bag with her false nails and hair extensions, a bedroom with too many teddybears.

    fake gay and stupid like everything else u talk about
  20. Produce, mostly turnips.
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