A dream that's kinda hard to remember

I had a dream once I was in an alternate universe. The Americans never won the Revolutionary War and I was living in a small house guarded by British troops.

Oh... well tbh I didnt read it... I did read the others tho....

I'm a buzzkill

My dreams are so bizarre you couldn't even begin to understand how much is wrong with me.

Ryan wrote:

My dreams are so bizarre you couldn't even begin to understand how much is wrong with me.

Ryan wrote:

My dreams are so bizarre you couldn't even begin to understand how much is wrong with me.

Please. Don't try to show me up. I'm about to quote my dreams that I typed up on Facebook. Here we go.

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Okay, now this dream I rather enjoyed, despite the fact it didn't have much of a story like most of the other ones. Reason being that I made a Dragon friend and fought a bunch of magical knight things in the sky.



Now in this dream, I was a powerful inhuman yet human being with magical abilities and such. I was a father of two children, both girls, and one of them had the same magical potential as I did. The other girl was a normal human, but she had a knack for just about everything science related.



Before she created the robotic armored giant birds that were also sentient, and also named Wing Titans, I had a dragon friend who had gone berserk and flew away. We hunted all over for him ("We" being the allies that we've had who were also planning a war against our enemies) and found him somewhere Hong Kong. The funny thing is, we were literally running on the side of the buildings chasing the dragon and also noticed that the stuff written on the buildings spelled something in English.

Anyways, I eventually caught up to the dragon and fought it trying to calm it down. I did manage to calm him down and shared a happy moment together. Pleases note that this dragon similar to Toothless from How To Train Your Dragon, only this dragon looked more badass and did not look like a damn cat... :|

So yeah, after that we went back to our base of operations and my other daughter created the Wing Titans, which were awesomely designed. I can picture them right now but I lack any drawing skill to show how cool they looked. Anyways, we prepared for war and such and I forget the rest.

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So, all I can remember about the beginning is that I needed to complete three trials and a hidden fourth one in order to pass through the gates of Heaven(At least a different version of it. There was no mention of God or Jesus in this version of Heaven). A variation of Falcor from Neverending Story had told me about these trials while in the room that I appeared in. This Falcor was smaller, took on more of a dog shape, but he still had his friendly personality. Anyways, I don't remember what I had to do for the first two, but the third one required me to fight a large monster that was willing to tear me limb from limb. Oh and Ozzy Osbourne was there for some reason. After we defeated the monster, we rode on the nearby elevator that would take us to the room where Falcor was.



I that time, I thought I had completed all the trials, but Falcor told me I had yet to complete the last and final trial. The final trial was that I had to face myself. He led me to the door where I would find my doppelganger inside and told me that everyone before me who had faced this trial had failed miserably. Hearing his words, I took a deep breath, opened the large door and stepped inside. Once inside, there was a sword on the ground to my right, and standing in the middle of the room was my doppelganger. He said something, but I forgot what he said. I picked up the sword and charged him, fighting him. The only thing I remember after that we were fighting so more and I eventually knocked the sword out of his hand, only then he started throwing knives. I deflected most of the knives and charged him and hit him with the hilt of the blade. I raised my sword quickly and brought it down, but at that exact moment, I woke up. I never actually got to kill him.



Now, if I had woken up with a cut on my forehead, then I hope my next encounter with my doppelganger will have less fighting.So, all I can remember about the beginning is that I needed to complete three trials and a hidden fourth one in order to pass through the gates of Heaven(At least a different version of it. There was no mention of God or Jesus in this version of Heaven). A variation of Falcor from Neverending Story had told me about these trials while in the room that I appeared in. This Falcor was smaller, took on more of a dog shape, but he still had his friendly personality. Anyways, I don't remember what I had to do for the first two, but the third one required me to fight a large monster that was willing to tear me limb from limb. Oh and Ozzy Osbourne was there for some reason. After we defeated the monster, we rode on the nearby elevator that would take us to the room where Falcor was.

I that time, I thought I had completed all the trials, but Falcor told me I had yet to complete the last and final trial. The final trial was that I had to face myself. He led me to the door where I would find my doppelganger inside and told me that everyone before me who had faced this trial had failed miserably. Hearing his words, I took a deep breath, opened the large door and stepped inside. Once inside, there was a sword on the ground to my right, and standing in the middle of the room was my doppelganger. He said something, but I forgot what he said. I picked up the sword and charged him, fighting him. The only thing I remember after that we were fighting so more and I eventually knocked the sword out of his hand, only then he started throwing knives. I deflected most of the knives and charged him and hit him with the hilt of the blade. I raised my sword quickly and brought it down, but at that exact moment, I woke up. I never actually got to kill him.

Now, if I had woken up with a cut on my forehead, then I hope my next encounter with my doppelganger will have less fighting.

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Before I begin, this was a dream I once had when I was about 10. I vividly remember it as I first saw it. Over time, of course I forgot about it, because I had the dream eight years ago. But when I dreamed it up again, I instantly remembered this dream. It had a few changes, so I hope I can get as much detail as I can.



The first part of the dream that I can remember is that a group of friends and I got sucked into another world that was just like Narnia, only it was a desert-like world and there is a shortage of fawns and centaurs. I remember that the group of friends and I ran into this mage known as Sifter had turned us all into small animals. The friends weren't shown to me that much, so I have no idea what animals they were. It only showed me being turned into animal, which was in fact, a rat. Yes, I got turned into a rat by Sifter.



I remember meeting up with the animal natives, which talked, and socialized with them. The names of the native animals, I do not remember, for it was the only time they ever said their names. Later on, we were attacked by Sifter and what the native animals called, "Strange beasts". These strange beasts were in fact inventions from our world, and how Sifter got a hold of them, I don't know. Anyways, because I was a rat, I could not put up any kind of fight whatsoever, so the animals had to protect me. I do remember this one animal that stuck out... it was a dark furred lion with a gentle, yet deep voice. After we defeated Sifter and his machines, we found a river that lead into a cave which supposedly housed the portal back to our world. A long the way, we were warned about beasts farting on us while in the cave. When we got there, we found out that these beasts were red monster trucks which obviously need their exhaust pipe fixed.



We had multiple conversations with the animals along the way, but again, I do not remember them. Anyways, we made it to the portal only to find that we had to crawl through small holes in the ground to get to the portal. Luckily, I was a rat, so I didn't give a shit. We crawled what seemed like days and found the exit. But when we got there, the ground was literally made of lasagna. We crawled out of the hole and looked around and found that were in a palace made completely of pasta. To the right of hole we crawled through was a painting of a more creeper version of the King of Spades. We immediately recognized it. We were in the palace of the Count of Spades(Spaw-days).

All this shit is my dreams. I wrote these immediately after I woke up.

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I remember watching on the History channel (Superhuman with Stan Lee) that this guy was having dreams of the future.

He dreamed that he was watching the news and a commercial plane crashed. The next day a plane crashed.

Another was the location of a bomb or something. He saved lives.


They tested it by hiding a box in a building and told him to predict where it was. He found it, but that could easily be faked. The saving lives thing couldnt be tho

Burk wrote:

Maybe my dreams is a glimpse of the future thousands of years from now! With dragons, comic book characters, rock musicians, movie characters and freaking pasta palaces.

Or maybe you had too much cocaine and beef jerky.

Blackstone Burkman wrote:

PirateGrimeth wrote:

Burk wrote:

Maybe my dreams is a glimpse of the future thousands of years from now! With dragons, comic book characters, rock musicians, movie characters and freaking pasta palaces.

Or maybe you had too much cocaine and beef jerky.

There's no such thing as too much!

Just ask Whitney Houston.

CollaWars wrote:

Blackstone Burkman wrote:

PirateGrimeth wrote:

Or maybe you had too much cocaine and beef jerky.

There's no such thing as too much!

Just ask Whitney Houston.

That's so horrible! XD

Yes... Hrm-hum-hurrm...

Yeah, I don't really dream about video games.

Does that make me weird?

CollaWars wrote:

Yeah, I don't really dream about video games.

Does that make me weird?

Completely.

Yo dawg, my dreams are wackier than all y'alls dreams combined. Burkman's dreams? Pssh. I had dreams like dat when I was 11. Pretty mainstream dreams. My dreams are crazy obscure shit y'all wouldn't have heard of.

Ulyaoth wrote:

Yo dawg, my dreams are wackier than all y'alls dreams combined. Burkman's dreams? Pssh. I had dreams like dat when I was 11. Pretty mainstream dreams. My dreams are crazy obscure shit y'all wouldn't have heard of.

They're about GAW and Hentai....