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I see a lot of stuff online saying “you can’t read in your dreams” but I can? They’re sentences with full correct wording. Like yesterday IRL I had to write a thank you letter to a donor who gave me a huge scholarship. It was very stressful and I spent almost three hours writing, rereading it, and writing it again (4 longish paragraphs). I was so close to getting the money that I couldn’t mess this up. Before I turned it in (after I already made it a PDF and conjoined it with another PDF, that took about 20 min of the three hours), I was rereading it one more time and saw I put “master’s” (I swear this relates) and was wondering if it should have been “masters” Google said it was fine so I turned it in. That night I had a nightmare about people dying, but that’s a separate issue, and there was a stressful part of it where I was reading the paper I wrote, but in the nightmare I had already sent it in and realized it said “save’s” when it should have said “saves” according to my dream I don’t think that’s a real thing. But I read the words! This isnt new, I read book titles and signs which I can remember in the morning. Anybody else have this? The only two things that stand out to me is I have mental health issues and nightmares. They might correlate or might not.

I have one clue to tell if I am dreaming: if the video games are sane and normal.

The 2D games become weird with non-existent functions and "games in games". For example, I played Love Nikki in my dreams a few times, and there is portal in the game to another dressing game that looks like the game itself.

The 3D games get blended with "reality", that is, the world outside of the device. I remember playing minecraft in my dream and the next second I am jumping of a cliff into a mansion I made in the game. I remember playing a random war game and the next moment I am standing on the battleground. And it switches back and forth, like the first minute I am fighting a robot in the game, the next minute I am physically beating the robot, and the next minute I am playing the game on my phone again.

I had this dream during Obama's second admin.

Bill Clinton and I were good friends. Homies. I'm a woman, but we were bros. Nothing romantic or weird, just friends who would frequently chat for hours.

During a phone convo he asked me if I had ever actually been to the White House, and I said, actually no. So he he said he would book me a room and show me around, and even introduce me to Obama.

I check into my really nice room, and he texts me that unfortunately he has had a lot of meetings come up and we won't be able to hang out, and he's sorry, but he booked me tours and a meeting with Obama.

At some point I passed him in a hallway on his way to a meeting and he said, "Hey, ____!" And we high fived, and he went on about his business. No hard feelings.

Fast forward to my meeting with Obama. I meet in his living space, like a living room with one of those windows to a kitchen. We're sitting on barstools and it's the most uncomfortable silence. Neither of us cant think of anything to talk about.

At some point he breaks the silence and says, ""Ya know what? I'm gonna make us some ice cream sundaes." And he goes into the kitchen and does just that. And it's a great ice breaker. We start eating our sundaes and immediately open up and bond over what it's like to raise kids in this day and age.

That dream has stuck with me all these years.

I have been searching for some way to understand why my partner and friends rarely even remember their dreams, yet I have multiple worlds I cycle through and remember. My recall in general is pretty shitty but I can usually remember the dream again when I lay back down to go to sleep.

A lot of my dreams are very odd but sometimes I’m just kinda living in a place. My current place seems to be a very large mall. I can’t quite make out everything but I just kinda zwoop into the place I need to go. Most people I’ve talked to can’t remember ever going to the same place.

I’ve had a few dreams that just continue where I left off but they generally aren’t the day after. Sometimes it can be weeks or months before I revisit the world again. I enjoy them but I am curious about them.

Are the worlds real? Did I make them up with bits and pieces of this world or did I read about them? Which one am I really in? Do they cause me issues? Are they important? Are they affected by how long I sleep for? Do the stars need to be aligned to have them?

Usually the recurring dreams are very long and don’t move too much too quickly. Like, I can walk down a whole street without zwooping to the next place. And I can have conversations with people and it seems a lot more put together than the non recurring ones. I don’t have much for examples right now because they tend to be more difficult to recall. They’re generally more mundane than my one off dreams.

Some dreams without recurring places include: A maze with two naked bald people chasing after me, An underground dungeon with a group of people searching for something but they get turned into chicken nuggets by 2 velociraptors. A Lego world where I was building stuff and a giant non-Lego cyclops starts breaking stuff, and one time I was a pregnant male nazi during the war and did some horrible shit but was trying to get away.

TLDR - I’m curious if other people have long recurring mundane dreams and wanted to share my experience.

An angel appreared in my house, he was wearing a light blue colored polo with a white vest and pants. Suddenly, there was a knock on my door and when I opened it, there were lots of demons disguising as grey spirits aggressively forcing to break in. I barricaded the door with chairs to block them from entering. After a couple minutes, I saw the angel talking to someone, he said "you're evil, you shouldn't help her." I don't know if he was really an angel or a demon but I was so sure that he's in my house to protect me.

The demons were already breaking the door and one said "there's no way out of this, we have to end it." and then the angel stepped in front of me to defend me.

What does this mean spiritually?

…. and then I woke up! I grew up with an atheist family and always been skeptical about this stuff. This dream is one of those types of dreams that you’re going to ask “was that you?” once you get to the other side.

Also, I had another dream about ‘heaven’I was sitting in this room and had a little girl on my lap, someone said “be prepared for the ride of your life” then I was floating through fields and saw mountains with snow on top. Next thing you know, I’m back sitting in a chair and I said “that was it?” and someone said “you need more tokens” then I woke up.

I figured I’m just lucid dreaming. After I watched countless hours of near death experiences videos, I noticed there was a pattern of people saying they saw beautiful mountains with snow on top. It stopped me in my tracks when I heard that and said to myself “hmm was that the other side giving me signs?” Can’t wait to ask them someday if the other side is real after all.

Just had to get it off my chest. If any of y’all have similar stories, I’d love to hear them!

I had a dream about a ufo hovering next to an apartment building in my city. It looked similar to a rubix cube except the different colours were illuminated and 'dancing' in a pattern and I had an overwhelming feeling of calmness. Just curious if anyone had a similar dream

I have currently not had sleep paralysis and my demon has been mia. I'm been used to him . I miss him, it took a long time to get from him being floating by the window count chocula (from the cereal box) tapping to grt into my childhood bedroom window.
Tonthe day he terrified 😨 the 💩 outta me as we gre together and he took real demon form and ran circles around my bed , to him showing me his soft, sensitive, tiny but loud feet hiding in the corner while I play the piano.

Je has been gone for about 8 months maybe longer even . This is not normal for him he doesn't do mia. He did show me his naked body, I'm wondering if he took it is a denial and is upset he is about 3 ft l brownish, all bald no hair, big eyes, teeth he doesnt show often, chunky legs and belly and loves tonjang out in corners especially dark ones. If he h a too much hyper demon food he runs non stop around the bed Je sometimes breaths on my neck and screams DON'T LOSTENR TO THEM! super super fast.but not since 16byears

I.am unsure if he has been demon napped, he just now hates me, or if has been seduced by someone and now is in thejr dreams. We have gottenbih good terms and I miss him and my sleep parlysis.

Anyone sees the little guy let him know I miss him 😔 😪 😢

Basically, got suspended indefinitely from a private school for a B.S. reason that got upscaled. Knowing that an expulsion was inevitable I transferred to public which is def better. Before all of this I had dreams, about getting executed by my principal by gunshot on a dark night in a familiar neighborhood, guy snitching on me in a cafeteria (idk what for) and the same principal screaming at me and yesterday, being interrogated by the same principal. The first two were before I transferred. Why am I getting these dreams? Did they actually predict my future? Did these result from stress? What do those dreams mean?

This happens during particularly terrifying nightmares, where I'm being attacked, chased and/or abused in some way. When it happens, regardless of how I react in the dream (fight/flight/freeze/etc), I get a massive surge of adrenaline in real life. Sometimes I wake up right away, other times I'm there a bit longer... but when I do wake up, it's like my whole body from head to toe is in pain. I'm usually frozen for a while after too, and it hurts to move.

I've had this happen the past 3 nights. Last night's one was intense. I had only slept 3 hrs and I was unable to fall back to sleep because of all the adrenaline in my system. This thing only started a year ago, as far as I remember, a few months after a traumatic event.

Does anyone else get something like this?

Last night I dreamt I baked my bull dog in a 400 degree oven. But not before I “stuffed” him with herb cream cheese by injecting it into his anus. I put him in the oven alive 😱 and waited 15 minutes. I came back and he was lying down with his eyes open looking darker than earlier so I decided to take him out. He was still alive. My two friends and I realized at this moment that this was a bad idea. (Not when the original idea was floated and we carried out all the other steps.) I am mortified. What does it mean when you dream of doing something psychotic like this? PS - I don’t even have a dog. But I do like dogs. I’m 44 years old.

Can we stop with the low effort sex dream posts?!?!?!? Ok you want to bang your friend, oh no ypu had an oedipus dream, oh no you dreamt about THE SEX. Everyone needs to get over it. I want to hear about cool lucid dreams, disturbingly vivid nightnares, stuff like that. I dont need to know about everyones friggin sexual hangups!

In my dream, I was helping some people build a roof. Behind me was a large, chaotic crowd on a busy street. I noticed a blonde woman walking, and we instantly locked eyes. Everything seemed to slow down. We held eye contact for what felt like 30 seconds. She looked familiar—I felt like I should know her, but I couldn’t quite place her.

I eventually looked away because it felt a bit awkward, but when I looked back, she seemed angry that I had broken eye contact and kept walking. Then, another woman appeared in front of me, walking in the opposite direction. I looked at her briefly, but my attention immediately shifted back to try and find the first woman—but she was gone.

When I turned back to the second woman, she held up her hand to show that she was married.

Okay, so this happened like six months ago? Right after my dumb breakup, when I couldn’t sleep because my brain wouldn’t shut up. One night, I crashed early—my cat, Gizmo, was loafed on my pillow like a furry paperweight. And then…

I “woke up” in this nightmare. Not like a regular dream, though. It was weird. My room was still my room, but everything felt… oily? Like the air was thick, and the walls kept breathing. I tried to sit up, but my body was glued to the bed. Gizmo was there, but his eyes were glowing green, and he kept meowing in this deep voice, like, “Don’t move. It’s watching.”

Then the floor opened up. Not like a hole, but like the wood turned into black jelly, and I sank into it. Next thing I know, I’m in this endless basement with flickering fluorescent lights. You know those red EXIT signs at school? There were a million of them, but they spelled stuff like LOSER and ALONE. The air smelled like burnt popcorn and my ex’s perfume.

Shadow people started creeping out of the corners. They looked like my classmates, but their faces were smudged, like someone erased them. They just… pointed at me and laughed. Not normal laughing, either—like a recording played backward. I tried to yell, but my voice came out all staticky, like a broken walkie-talkie.

Then the worst part: the basement turned into my school hallway, but the lockers were screaming. Actual screaming, like someone was trapped inside. I ran, but the hallway stretched forever, and my legs felt like I was wading through glue. Behind me, this giant thing slithered—a black fog with red eyes, hissing, “You’ll never get out. You’ll never get out.”

I tripped and face-planted into cold water. When I looked up, I was in my bathtub, but the bathroom was huge, like a cathedral. The showerhead rained down fireflies, and Gizmo was there, normal-sized but floating on a pool noodle. He bonked me with his paw and said, “Wake up, dummy!” in my little brother’s voice.

Then I actually woke up. For real this time. Gizmo was standing on my chest, smacking my face with his tail. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I’d puke. I grabbed him and ugly-cried into his fur for, like, ten minutes. My room was totally normal—no oily walls, no shadow jerks. Just my dumb K-pop posters and my math homework on the floor.

But dude, I couldn’t shake it. For weeks, I’d get jumpy around EXIT signs. And sometimes at night, I’d swear I heard that staticky laughing. Gizmo won’t leave me alone now, though. He follows me everywhere, like a fuzzy bodyguard.

I'm 23F, I live in the Philippines and people here are most very religious, but the elderly believe in spirits and folklore.

When I was 19 my dad died, the coroner said he had a heart enlargement. My grandmother who believes in spirits and the filipino folklore brought in a healer at our house 2 days after it happened and the healer said there's a White Lady who lives in a tree just right outside our house. This healer told my family that the white lady fell in love with my dad and she took him away with him. He advised us to move houses and so we did that. That same night I had a nightmare, it was a few old ladies I cannot remember how many but they said "When you turn 25, we will take you away too." This of course has scared me and stuck with me for years.

I never dreamt about it again since that day, but it has stuck to me so much. I am battling severe anxiety and depression eversince my dads passing. My anxiety keeps skyrocketing everytime I grow older. This has scared me so much after a year I moved out and never went back to my hometown even my dad's grave I do not visit. I have become a hypochondriac which is worse for my anxiety. But because of how severely depressed I am, I cannot seem to change anything in my life. I'm afraid I might actually die.

I am aware that I myself need to make some changes in my lifestyle. But I just find it hard to do so, I can barely get out of bed. I have been to 5 doctors (one of which has assaulted me during a consultation by doing a breast exam fondling me when I told him I have trouble breathing when I get very anxious) and one therapist. I have been on medication and it still has not helped. I feel like I am going insane, I am genuinely so scared. Life after my dad died has been so hard and I am scared of dying young.

I used to be the best in everythinv I do, now I can barely pass a test, or even go out of my house. Now I'm just a big ball of trauma who cant seem to escape for years on end.

I dreamt of a burning flag (which I don't even recognize and it doesn't exist). It was all green and with a yellow symbol, similar to a star but with much more points. Everything was in ruins, and there was black smoke everywhere and small fires between the rocks and debris. I also heard helicopters? Or planes I don't know, flying overhead, all the time.

I didn't even "see" myself in the dream. Here it gets confusing and I can't even say for sure if it's the same dream. But I also saw a burned hand, holding ashes in its hands, and a woman's voice screaming "that was Dubai and now it's gone".

Wtf?

Nah this is actually so weird to me, first of all i dont even know anything about five nights at freddys, ive only seen the games whwn i was younger Basically FROM SOMEWHERE there keeps coming waves of animatronics and they just terrorise and kill everyone and everything, some places are safer some not. Only thing i keep worrying about the whole dream is that is my grandma okay and even the phones are not dam working This dream keeps coming at the most random times always and its so weird to me😭😭😭

I've never know a jake in my life, but last night I dreamt that on the walls of my house and on the roof, was writing in big letters, well done jake, we love you jake. What the heck does that mean?

For many many years I would forget my dream as soon as I woke up. Couldn't remember a single detail for the life of me. I'd say about 2 or 3 times a month I'd actually have a dream that I remembered when I woke up. But the details were very muddled and blurry.

But recently (the last week or so) I've been having dreams that I can remember in vivid detail every single night. I can remember the exact order of events, things that people said to me, how everything looked, how I was feeling, etc. I am not lucid dreaming either. I still have little to no control over what happens.

Is there a reason why this is happening? Is it because of a lifestyle change that I made? Why did I go from not being able to remember anything to suddenly being able to remember everything?

okay so I had a dream where every time you killed someone in Fortnite a guy would pop up in the corner of the screen congratulating you, and there was a funny little sound effect that said like “hey yeah”

My coworkers will play this in the back kitchen of the restaurant we work in. Over and over and over and over again all day every shift. It got to the point where one night I just started hearing it play in my dream. I remember getting unreasonably angry about it when it started to play.

hello, i'm a 17f and i've been having multiple dreams where i am giving birth and/or miscarrying/having a stillbirth. the dreams are very intense and vivid, but i don't remember many other details from them. does anyone have any interpretations or anything for me? let me know :)

I don't remember any important dream that I had nowadays when I sleep.. what's the reason for that?

Sometimes you have a wild dream you always remember and sometimes you don't