Ctrl + v 'ing the incoherent mumbles from my iphone notes app-- usually written immediately post-wakeup cuz i forget my dreams lol. typos and grammar issues galore :D
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-7-8 years old ish: Pink/purple alien spaceship the size of another planet coming to rescue me, they were my “real” family. I was really sad , I didn’t want to leave my earth mom and brother behind, but I felt the warmest honey feeling of acceptance in the arms of aliens.
-7 y/o: After watching transformers I had a dream stoplights became decepticons and were attacking my dad and I/ everyone. My dad and I were running errands in the dream. We were in Dallas, paying his car insurance bill and went to AT&T to pay the phone bill (things he took me to a lot as a kid). When we left the insurance reps office, a transformer stop light was throwing cars at civilians. I think I also watched planet of the apes/Avatar too because there was random blue skinned people and apes running around like wild causing panic.
-6 y/o: I really wanted a dog growing up. I got a puppy and loved it so much. But my mom started turning into a dog— like the more time we had the dog her features became more dog like— fur and ears and a snout humanoid.. I had to choose “mom or dog?” For some reason and had to give the puppy away to “cure” my mom LMAO, it was the only solution.
I committed a crime of some sort and had to do community service. I was made to pick up trash around the neighborhood and inside an elderly woman’s house I was cleaning. I was not given tools or gloves so I just used my hands. There was a lot of used needles everywhere. Vividly remember there was blood and heroin in the barrel of the needle. I got poked through my plastic gloves.
Spent the remainder of the dream hypochondriac freaking out about getting HIV/ hepatitis.. Went to the hospital got tested— started taking prep and got treated for exposure. They took a lot of blood I was under dialysis and felt all the blood drain out of me. I woke up when the nurse pulled the IV bag needle out of my arm.
Dreaming about music and songs that don’t exist by artists that don’t exist
I worked at air bnb type place with a woman who was like my mentor. She was driven motivated pretty ruthless business and was my manager. Blonde tall and some sort of Scandinavian. She put music like the best indie rock alternative indie /electronic/jazz/french pop and istg a ski Aggu songs that didn’t exist , but the music didn’t exist it wasn’t real. Crazy cus I vividly remember full length songs I was listening to. I tried to get her playlist and Shazam multiple times but nothing ever worked on my phone/saved. It was super frustrating . When I woke up I was super disappointed I couldn’t listen to those artists and realized the songs don’t exist.
She was also obsessed with bananas ur and checkerboard yellow very 2017 “art hoe” aesthetic.
My phone is always glitchy in dreams
Man was kidnapping people, but specifically younger men.
I was Denji from csm for some reason. The dude kidnapping others was kinda Sangwoo from killing stalking coded LMFAO.. (killing stalking reference in the big 25.. LOL)
He’d get them addicted to a sedative/zombie like drug, intravenously. Hooked up on a drip asleep for months until they died in a room of malnutrition. Malnourished emaciated bodies were easier to dispose of and it was easier to clean . And if they did get unhooked by writhing around or moving , the victims would be be like a zombie and restab themselves with the drug.
The neighbors were in on it , had a deal if one escaped to chase them down.
I, “denji from CSM” (the character i was in the dream LOL), escaped the house somehow. Got unhooked from the drug and felt really hung over, tried to escape but was being hunted down. Everyone tried to hunt me down, the neighbors, police, everyone.
They thought it was a harmless game and that the dude kidnapping men was harmless/misunderstood.
I was able to run into my room had to keep the door locked push against it to keep the kidnapper out. I screamed for help but no one came.
Terrible gore dream. That I’m in art school and watching movies and MVs and some are good art house boring but others are straight up terrible gore. Like actual gore. I can’t unsee the things I’ve seen and I’m actually traumatized.
Probs bc used to be an edgelord as a kid on 4chan/reddit like as a literal 11yo , but like now my frontal lobe developed and I can not stand even prosthetic gore.
It’s just actually too disgusting and repulsive.
It wasn’t like I was just watching a movie, I was actually like pov the camera in there filming.
Tw; do not read if ur sensitive to stuff. SA kidnapping violence but I’m not all that artistic in describing it but still be warned.
One of the videos a guy was fucking meat. Like straight up put his penis in a pig carcass and it was 2.30 mins of his death metal song until he came fucking various parts of a dead cut dismembered pig carcass. There was flies and maggots and so so much blood.
The other was an art house movie film of a man in like a slip knot wanna be costume cross over with Karl Heisenberg factory resident evil set. The story of the “movie” was set in the 2000s, he kidnapped two very early 2000s blonde stylized strippers/cheerleader girls, he made them into canabalistic murderer zombie slaves. They could only crawl , from the hip down they were conjoined and their muscles like their hamstrings and quads the actual anatomy in their thighs were braided together and the fibers muscle dried so that they were stuck, the rest from the knee down was severed and only like spaghetti like strand of veins nerves and muscle fibers and the sciatic nerve were dangling. Same with their arms, one of her left bicep and triceps knotted together with the other girls right until they were conjoined then the forearm and hands hacked off . Their clothes and skin were all rotted and flaking , a pale greenish color. Their blonde Barbie hair matted and out off in clumps of blonde hair. The guy assaulted both girls in that state and ripped the baby from the womb left the incision open and let them drag it around spilling and dragging their uterus and guts across the warehouse floor where the weird movie was being filmed in like a SAW like filthy torture room set with rotting human remains and shit and vomit everywhere. I could smell it too. They were like writhing in pain but also zombies and violent, like dogs with rabies. The movies and MVs were all related together somehow. The wanna be slipknot dude threw a pig carcass from the earlier mv and filmed the women slaves eating like animals in a minute, picked clean like piranhas.
Like I know if you’re a horror aficionado that sounds like a Tuesday but I am not that kind of person anymore. Like in YouTube a lot of “horror” stories boil down to encountering a creep of just abusing women.
In the dream I was the camera but like I mentioned I could see and smell and hear the blood curdling screams from 2 feet away . My lenses shoved into it to capture everything close up shots and I couldn’t leave. It took way too long to backup.
Two anatomy and physiology classes + unrestricted internet access as child… sigh..
Goth/death metal early 2000s gore on blog sites and snuff sites. I really don’t agree with the take (I forgot which website had this quote) but it said: “can you handle reality?” But like no, that’s not reality that’s unnecessarily traumatizing if you’re sensitive and trying to desensitize yourself — and It’s good to be sensitive especially to that sort of thing. evolutionary instinct to look away and fear that IS reality, anything else is a perversion and rejecting your own instinct. No one should see ts in real life. Don’t go out of your way to watch actual snuff videos. Doctors and EMS and police everyone who works with death I’ve spoken to tell me to keep my innocence, not to expose one’s self until you unfortunately go through a trauma first hand but just don’t simulate it behind a screen like a grief pervert.
An artist I follow had a cult following around him and became almost like a gengis khan for the art world. He was anonymous lowkey celebrity despite somehow despite being mainstream, only revealing himself until he wanted to bed you and other women saw it as a honor to be impregnated by him. He even had a national holiday/concert and assembly held in his honor. I delivered groceries to him and we got chatting; he really liked KMFDM and NIN, was over all a nice dude but I wasn’t impressed, my first impression was “women are throwing themselves for this guy????” I was expecting some sex god pussy magnet and instead it’s some 6ft mid ass skinny white guy with tik-tok alt haircut brown hair douchebag. A 30 year old with light mousey brown hair, weird woman named “Cassie” was one of his many stalkers and kept talking to me about him 24/7.
I got a job at my old place of work (a grocery store) and my new coworker had a “emotional support raccoon” with a vest and everything but it was literally a raccoon she found outside. I was kinda annoyed because she kept saying “he likes you” and wanting me to carry him. Somehow she talked me into it and it crawled on my head scratched my scalp and the rest of the dream I was worried about getting rabies.
Dream my family got caught and arrested for taxes, we still haven’t filed lol. I took the blame Was sent to some max security prison in China and got the whole abusive experience of yelling and was beaten several times by the guards. Never interacted with other prisoners though, it was mostly isolation. It became a politicized media circus and there was several trials and was ultimately acquitted by a judge and let free due to a miss trial. Water was clean but it was dirty always. Clear but had gross chunks of spit out food and trash. Went to Walmart after i got released that was converted into post-apocalyptic bazar of sorts with store stalls. I got into a sword fight against the butcher who said i could get the recipe business and everything for free if i accepted the duel and won. I won.
Dream my parents drove into the airport, went through wrong way signs and got themselves arrested for skipping security. They just wanted to go into the bathrooms, like similar to when you pull into a gas station to use the bathroom they did that with an AIRPORT. But they entered through the wrong way and got the FBI and TSA on our case cuz they suspected we were terrorists for something. I remember being really sick , this is the 2nd dream in a row this week I can’t stop vomiting in the dream which is weird. Also I was really frustrated with my mom because she made everything worse/didn’t understand the gravity of our situation (felony charges). She kept trying to escape and made everything worse. Eventually they let us go , and my parents were mad at ME for over reacting.
Before I fall asleep, like t-minus 5 minutes I’m when about to fall out of consciousness I lose all inhibitions and become the most creative and smart ever. All of a sudden all my math /physics assignments make sense and I get visions, audio/visual hallucinations of inspiration or songs that don’t exist. I remember seeing an art book that was “my future art book” peeking into the future and it inspired me so much I woke up and started drawing. I wish I could bring a recorder in my brain. I wish I could summon up that feeling on command. Some say drugs. You shouldn’t require drugs as a catalyst to be creative/ inspiration. I’m really quite sober and sensible.
Dream that there was a town dance and did some reason the the whip and nay nay made a resurgence. My town does not do dances much less any events anyone actually goes to, but for some reason this one was a hyped event everyone went to. Anyway there was this stranger dream guy who was 100% my type, we talked for a while and clicked instantly. For some reason I saw myself through his eyes and felt the love and adoration he had for me which was really sweet. We were sitting on benches just talking as the party started to slow down. I went into a 3rd person perspective and was able to see myself and felt myself being really sleepy like i had been drugged or roofied, like i had virtually no grip strength and i was almost paralyzed, my body felt heavy. I was leaning on him, arm wrapped around his arm to try and "balance" myself since i had no one else. I remember being picked up and hoisted over his shoulder , being put in a car because I heard the ding-ding noises cars make when you open the door but my eyes were still closed/i couldnt move. i was really scared and he stopped being the "good guy" in my mind, it all switched from lovey to "shit this guy is kidnapping me" in .2 seconds. Then I woke up.
I was in the mall with "friends" (random people meant to fill the role as irl friends cuz i dont have any LMAO) And I was sitting in a massage chair when a little pig bit the bottom of my foot. I was wearing an old pair of emily demonia 100 sandals cuz it was summer in my dream (i regret selling them on depop.. might reorder them tbh). I walked away but the little pig kept trying harassing /trying to nip me until Bernie sanders, who was sitting at starbucks next to Nancy Pelosi Donald trump and Joe Biden, held its tail to let me escape. I ran to the rainforest cafe to gtf away from the psycho pig but it kept coming back trying to bite me, until a gang of 7 squirrels came out and ran to protect me/ fought the pig, then i got away/outside and i woke up.
Keep having reoccuring dreams I’m back in high school because something terrible happened where everyone in my graduating class's diploma wasn’t valid, so we all had to go back for a remedial course to get a valid diploma.
Someone kept posting creepy anonymous videos from the apartments I live in on social media. everyone in town/ the surrounding city tried to hunt them down. They keep throwing eggs at houses and leaving weird cryptic pages like slender man. they wore a mask sorta looking like konig from COD but had a mouth hole too. I joined the military/police for some reason, everyone had to because of a draft, though the government made a deal where college students could be “backup” reserves and basically be censorship/ general peace keepers/ civil servants so we could still go to uni . Me and the SAME DUDE FROM A RANDOM CLASS LAST SEMESTER WHO I NEVER EVEN FUCKING SPOKE TO ONCE (I’m angry at myself... why won’t my subconscious let him go?!????!!! Move on!! ) was my assigned partner where we tasked to find the “terrorist” who’s been leaving all the cryptic messages.
At night, we found him, the guy who’s been posting the weird videos, his username was something like gfsdhhvblhfddchhv (gibberish) and I was running after him. tbh irdc, I was anti war too and thought the guys videos were just art projects but a higher up in the military said I could go on leave for a few weeks as a reward if I caught him, so I half-assed tried to catch him. ended up in a highspeed chase that lead to a dark stairway of an abandoned apartment building (building D, their was several buildings lettered from a-k with 3-7 units inside). It was abandoned cuz someone died from ebola/ the hoa quarantined the body in their unit/ left the body there?? Anyways, suspect was cornered. I had a stun gun/ sedative weapon so even tho bro was stronger than me I could still take him down.
Mf pulls down the mask and reveals IT WAS MY PARTNER (what a twist, fucking predictable brain -_-) n I obv didn’t turn him in bc he wasn’t a civilian and would get court martialed if caught + i didn’t even really want to catch the guy cuz I thought censorship was fucking stupid.
We sat on the stairs just talking for some time. He showed me his phone and it was the same account/confirmed he was behind it.
Me n bro became pretty good friends by then in the dream. He had been squatting in a abandoned apartment unit across from the body. I asked if there was still maggots and flies and he said no, took my hand lead me in to see the body that was now a dry skeleton from how old it was/ no longer contagious. I said “that’s enough” (I wanted to throw up) and he lead me out, took me into his apartment and gave me a tour. It was really dark but not super dirty, just sparsely furnished. Bro was eating spaghetti os from the can, I was like “dude go to my house for dinner my mom would be more than happy to provide for u” then dude grabbed my hand again, went to kiss it then a centipede with long arms crawled on my hand. I woke up.
super long dream wowza. god. i need to fix my sleep schedule :/
Dream an entire family lived in the walls at an old house from my childhood. We moved back and saw they were there. I was also 11 years old again and fully goth -- like full trad goth look. There was another girl with me, who was “my friend” even tho she was a total stranger / some random character my brain made up to fill the “friend” role. We went on some dr Phil esq talk show that gave us a “normal” makeover.
Also the phrase “Eating cheese and slap me sideways” was a popular slang phrase
There was an affluent asf family whos father was witnesses to a murder/robbery in the 70s, they called them the 12-step-well family because they built a well/underground tube network 12 stories deep in the ground and also the was a mob-type lawyer to a rich asf tequila company (12 step, alcoholism..haha get it). i was able to see flashbacks in 3rd person. the dad was in the 70s was lawyer, witnessed, and represented a skinny guy, black clothes , a ted kaczynski lookalike guy who shot a worker in a corner store/ gas station. he was able to acquit him of charges and the case went cold/ no one was framed because it was easier to say “a homeless man did it”. the ted kaczynski like guy was a rich kid who was associated with the lawyers family. 40 years later, they moved into my neighborhood, rich asf in witness protection but everyone knew/ the public knew there was no Justice, but the neighbors didn’t care since they were also rich fucks with no moral compass.
Had a super smart daughter that looked like Natalie Portman and I was friends with her. The family built an underground cave network under our college and we hung out in there when it wasn’t flooded. I guess I didn’t have a moral compass too cuz tbh I’m so lonely idc if ur a terrible person I need friends lool and she was nice , was naive, the kind of rich kid who can’t watch SpongeBob or eat red dye 40 but generally very sweet. She had no idea of her familys past. I wasn’t gonna be the one to enlighten her and make her hate her family..cuz like she NEEDS HER FAMILY MONEY cuz like rich ppl cant survive in the real world + she was gonna find out eventually now that she was an adult in public university also what good will it do to turn her against her family now. I woke up before she found out.
Dream i had put a cicada in my mouth , left side under my tongue sorta. I basically always had to “mew” to close my mouth. Part of a weird art project/stunt where me and this Mexican girl would go to McDonald’s and twitch stream and dance to a green screen with psychedelic music and IRL Walmart leech people harassment, just bullying people and being mean nuisances in public. One stream, in the parking lot of McDonalds, I tried pulling the cicada out my mouth but it wanted to burrow in/ wouldn’t let go. Wasn’t painful, but I ended up crushing it while trying to pull it out my mouth and all it’s bug guts tasted like metal. I was only able to yank its torso out, its legs were still firmly attached along with some chunks after I pulled most of it out. Some of its shell stayed/ weird shedding so I had to brush my teeth/ scrape it off. Tasted like juicy bloody metal weird. Keep trying to fly.
For some reason my dentists son was there (my dentist is close to a mcdonalds). I never met his son but as an imaginary brain character my head dreamed up, knew it was his son for some reason. The dentist 9 yo son got out of the dentist building (bc in my dream for some reason ppl live where they work), and got mad at us for being loud since they had work in the morning. Me pulling out the cicada made everything loud— ppl grossed on twitch and my entourage (my brother was there too) were oooooing and awwwwweing and being generally disgusted at it. I didn’t really feel gross, just the taste disturbed me. We kept getting death threats on twitch chat LOL.
Blood-thirsty killer monkeys took over North America. Started off as them appearing in public parks, getting animal control called, escalating into a violent altercation / all out war.
One monkey wanted to kill my ”dad” specifically. targeted him. She was pretty girl, half-monkey half-human who had some sort of undisclosed "past" she was resentful for with him.. hybrid monkey-humans are accepted by monkeys/non violent to them, but suspicious humans still see them as threats,, lots of tension.
"Dad" in ".." bc it wasnt my dad irl, it was some random white guy meant to fill the role of "dad".
I don’t ever dream of my real dad DAD. hes never present in my dreams,, idk why. My parents aren’t even divorced, no step dads, still live with both parents, idk why theres just some random dude that fills the character role in my dream bc dreams are like unconscious brain movies.
Couldn’t leave the house out of fear of getting attacked by monkeys . the entire county was on a quarantine, we basically had to do school reminiscent lockdown drills if they were near our property/seen on security cameras near by.
Took a road trip into disputed territory, the half girl tried to shoot my dad but he wrestled the gun away and he shot at gas station causing a fiery explosion in monkey territory which killed the entire monkey population near by Except humans, we survived.
there was lots of advertising about how living in monkey territory is cheep, since humans dont want to live there, but the monkeys would be resentful/violent since we stole their land.
Humans revolted, inspired by “human spirit” and a weird collectivist human-earth patriotism that united people across the globe, wanted to reclaim our spot as top food chain predators in the ecosystem.
i was so so worried about my mom. she got non-leathally attacked by a monkey and I wanted to kms if my mom died I love my mom. she was recovering in hospital so i told her I’d kms if she died, she said if she sees me in Heaven immediately after her own death so soon and she’s be mad at me like "why df did u kys"
The dream was pretty normal. I wasn’t doing anything memorable, just @ home. All was fine except for the fact that pineapple was growing out of my skin.
It didn’t hurt to remove, sorta just flaked off in large pineapple chunks. Mostly localized in my chest/torso region,, also my back. It looked like i had huge pineapple titties but didn’t really deform my figure.
I ate some the chunks that fell off and it tastes metallic, like blood..very “human” tasting as I assume a pineapple would if only watered by bodily fluids such as blood and sweat.
People didn’t think it was abnormal or that I was a freak. Recognized as a normal condition that can happen in young people much like puberty
I was at an old job, host at a restaurant. Two customers came in, I work in a restaurant and they asked about ordering chips/salsa. I said they can go to the bar and gave them a menu. They then tried to scare me by carving gibberish into a the host stand table thingy with a matte blue pocket knife. I said that was a cool knife/asked where they got it. They didn’t answer and asked where I lived so I told them stupidly— I didn’t think it through and said it automatically because I’ve been filling out a lot of government forms recently. i got a gut feeling they wanted to kill me/kidnap me. They then said they needed to talk alone together in private, i got a really bad gut feeling, so I left and started crying to my mom about what happened because I was scared. My mom works with me at the restaurant irl too and i woke up before calling the police.