AWKWARD ZOMBIE

So. Weird dreams. People seem to have a lot of them, huh?

Here's one. Don't expect my language to be eloquent in the description, though, since I wrote it as it popped into my head.

There's a recurring house in most of my weird dreams. You can't get into the backyard and if you look out the window you can see people leaving through the back door but there's no bottom floor. You go in through the front and then there are just huge stairs on the bottom floor all the way across it going up to the second floor.

There are eighty-eight floors of basement and no stairs. Just an old elevator shaft you have to climb down. The floors of each basement just open onto the elevator, no doors or nothin', and there are things in the basement.

They look like zombies, maybe, but their skin is like pale white with blue light shining on them or something, and their eyes are really shiny and weird. Not big, just shiny, even when there's no light. They wait on each floor for you to pass by. They don't move at you, or make any sound. They just wait by the ladder on each floor watching you, and you know there are only a set number of them, so they must be moving floor to floor faster than you. And they don't breath.

When you get to the bottom floor it's dark and dingy, like a parking garage that's run down and there's a flight of stairs at the end. When you go up it, you're in a garage that seems to be on the ground floor again, but when you get close to a window the ground retreats until you're way high above the ground which is strange since you've been climbing down, right? There's no floor in the garage, just a single plank going across from the stairs to a window, and giant wasps nests in the corners with huge wasps guarding them. They look as if they could conceivably eat a man. Under the plank is a dingy area full of broken glass and metal shards and beat up bikes and all that.

... that's actually almost depressing now that I read it. xD

I had a dream, once, that I was sitting in my loungeroom, in a rocking chair, watching family guy. Then, Micheal J. Fox came into the room. I looked at him and he did the finger-clicky-gun thing to me, then gave me a baseballcap with seven tags on it that said made in China. He told me nobody believed him that the hat was made in China, but it was very important that it was. He put it on my head, smiled, and I woke up.

I have weird dreams all the time, I don't mind most of them unless they happen to result in Deja vu.

Two weird dreams actually have scared me though, in the first a person went missing and then something blew up and Then I see tis 7 foot tall brownish snake like create slithering away, (I blame redwall for that, I was always afraid of Asmodeus the snake)

The other one I got turned into a rabbit and this great big eagel flew in front of me and said "Now you are mine" it was freaky.

Other than that, I don't mind my other weird dreams and nightmares.

one of my wierdest reocurring dreams is about a undead werewolf, and a PANK electrofied dino skeleton, true story, and no drugs were involved

I think I finally found the thread that was meant for me. I've had some of the most insane dreams of anyone I know. And they're LONG sometimes.

Here's my Grand Canyon one, some of my friends' favorite:

This was about three... years ago, during the summer, before I even got my permit. (probably four years, then) I was at Albertson's (grocery store, if you didn't know) taking my permit test. Also in there was Samuel Schissler, a friend of mine now, acquaintance at the time. When I finished my test, I walked up to the front and handed the instructor the paper. The guy was ecstatic. He shouted "THESE ARE THE BEST TEST SCORES I'VE EVER SEEN! YOU'RE GETTING YOUR LICENSE NOW!" (bear in mind, this was my PERMIT test)
I said "sweet", did a little Fonzie pose (eyyyy), and walked out. Camera pans back to the instructor, now on the phone with someone higher up, I guess. "GET THIS GUY HIS LICENSE NOW!"
The camera pans back to me, walking out to my bright red sports car, parked right outside the entrance. I hop in the passenger's side and turn the key on the driver's side. The car is, apparently, already in Drive, and starts to roll. Now, I'm FREAKING out, wondering how the crap this is happening. I grab the wheel and turn the car into a parking spot, where it stops on its own. After a sigh of relief, I hop over to the driver's side, pull out and start to get on the road when Sam passes me. We turn left, then left again on the main highway heading back to my house.
We stop at the Grand Canyon (because, ya know, it's along the way) and get out of our cars. Sam and I walk up to the edge and I think to myself 'I really hope these rocks don't crumble.'
Then the rocks started to crumble.
And we fell.
Keep this in mind: In my dream, the wall of the canyon was as smooth as marble. How I do the next thing is beyond me.
As we're falling, I shouted "I can't die! I'm not married yet!" and I grab the wall. My fingers don't dig in, I JUST GRAB IT. I look down and see Sam, still falling. I watched as he fell through a cloud, laughing and shouting "SHIIIIIII---"
I then started the long climb back to the top. Roughly twenty feet up, I suddenly appear in a gym, surrounded by women, flexing. I was also bouncing my pecs and each bounce made a "boing boing" noise.

Aaaaaand, end.


If I remember, I'll try to post about one a day until I run out.

I dreamed I shot a baby. I woke up, and it turned out I shot four. :awesome:

I was in a museum/hotel room in Japan that honored 4 people, two I didn't recognize and the other two looked like young Cheech, from the Cheech and Chong movie fame. I turn around and I see a couple other kids and this guy sitting on a bed with a gun, reading through a binder, the other standing at the door blocking it. I can only assumed we were hostages, so for some reason, I went to use the computer. Couldn't do much, it was like a mix between a Mac and Windows 98. I got bored and started looking over the pictures on the wall, which is where I found out I was in a museum thing. Soon, something weird came over me, so I hit record on the player that was on the table next to me (Don't ask) and went over to I guess the main kidnapper and asked him if he was innocent, he said no and satisfied and I hit him over the head with a flashlight that I pulled outta nowhere. Next thing I know, I hit a button on the computer and the police come in. The guy at the door apparently didn't exist anymore and the other was arrested. I walked and was in some college building, outside a door that magically now had windows. Then I woke up more confused than usual.

Oh Christ, my dreams are always weird.

I had one last night involving the Ninja Turtles. I think they were trying to stop a volcano from erupting. I have no idea how they were going to go about this. The rest is kinda gone now but all I know is they fucked up and were all killed cause the volcano exploded. I was crying saying "What?! How can they be dead?? It's not possible!" Then someone found Michaelangelo's orange headband thingy and showed it to me, and then I was on my knees going "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!"

....and then I woke up.

Yeah. Welcome to my subconscious.

I very rarely remember my dreams, and the ones I do aren't interesting enough to share.

Have you ever been lying in bed, about to fall asleep, when all of a sudden, you start falling? It's only for a second, before you wake up again, and your arms are flailing in bed until you realize it's over. I don't know if this is a common experience, but I've heard someone else say it's happened to them, too. I just think it's kind of interesting that my dreams start with me falling. Like the Rabbit Hole, from Majora's Mask.

tl;dr.

(c) Randall Munroe

I think its a pretty common thing for anyone to do reflexively when they fall asleep sometimes. I heard that its because your heart beat slows or gets weaker or your breathing slows or something, and it causes your brain to think that you might be dying. In order to prevent you from takin' a trip up north, your brain tries to get your heart pumpin' again. Whatever it does (magic), it makes you spas out and think you're falling or bite down on your tongue to wake you up/bring you back to life.

As for my dreams, I've had my fair share of good ones/sad ones/scary ones/hella weird ones that would make you question my sanity (or sexuality). But I wont divulge them at this point because, well, the princess is in another castle. :awesome:

Most of my weird dreams are just nightmares.

I had ooonne... where I sat down for breakfest and my grandma had her back to me, and she told me she was making pancakes and eggs, and when she turned around her face was melting and it was on my plate, and she told me to eat up.

It was delicious.

Weird dream I had sometime this morning was That Pokemon Pikachu was gonna make a comeback....then it just turned into a weird store with people who couldn't frown....they reminded me of clowns.

All the daisies time. xD Just about every time I fall asleep. I was just dozing on the couch like twenty minutes ago and woke up all "asdjashdskja" cause of that.