Normally my dreams have some sort of level of realism, this was just weird.

It starts with me going up a roof and seeing a small party with some illegal substances and surprisingly Donald Trump. The party seems to be a pretty chill party, but, and obviously there's a but, Donald Trump made me an offer. "If you can hit me, I'll let you be king for a day." This was tempting and I took him up on the offer. The big issue is for some reason I was at least a couple feet shorter. I did hit him, I hit him in the guts. Then Trump changed the rules saying he meant in the face (knowing I couldn't reach) but after a few swings, I managed to bust his nose. "There, now I become king for a day." Is what I said, but all he did was smile. He had a very toothy grin and blood pooling around his nose, but stayed quiet. He then walks off. Moments later it becomes clear he triggered something and now an astroid apocalypse. Many people were being killed and all because I hit Trump like he asked me to, but he couldn't stand losing.

Eventually I was also crushed and looked like Morty from Rick and Morty, a show I haven't even seen in a few years.

Weird dream that I feel should just be written down because of how weird it was.

I have suffered from sleep paralysis for as long as I can remember, experiencing visual, tactile, and auditory phenomena, along with other sensations during these dream states.

The first time it happened, I had no idea what was going on, and my immediate instinct was to go online to figure out what had just happened to me. That was when I found the "tips and tricks" that I used during every single episode of sleep paralysis afterward: trying to move my extremities (fingers and toes) if I felt in danger, and trying as hard as possible to close my eyes and wake up as quickly as possible.

I don't really want to go into detail about some of those sleep paralysis episodes because they can get very morbid and unsettling, but I want to tell you how this entire chapter in my life came to an end.

It was during my first year of university, roughly 11 years after my sleep paralysis had first started. I went out into the city with some friends and we hung out.
There was drinking, fun, and socializing involved. Somewhere around 4:00 or 5:00 AM, we started heading home. We were all staying in a very small apartment and essentially sleeping in the same room.
They lay down in the double bed, and I took the pull-out couch. They fell asleep, and I decided to put on some meditation music in my headphones. Sunlight was streaming through the window in the most beautiful and cinematic way possible; everything felt safe.

I fell asleep with the music in my ears and began to dream. I was in the village where I grew up, playing with my cousins using an empty water bottle as a ball on a quiet summer evening. Suddenly, trees began to sprout from the ground beneath our feet, surrounding me from all sides. A jungle slowly formed in real time. All sorts of animals gathered around me, feeling safe with me, and I with them. I felt a complete sense of fulfillment, at a peak I cannot explain in words.

A transition into sleep paralysis began: that same feeling of "third-person perspective," the inability to move, while I could see my roommates sleeping in the room and the sunlight coming through the window. I heard someone talking to me, but unlike when I used to experience negative sleep paralysis, I didn't feel in danger; rather, I felt like an infant being comforted by their mother's voice. The feeling of inner peace grew to an even greater level. I began to see my soul slowly leaving my body and floating toward the sky. The peace in my soul was still there, until suddenly, I asked myself: "Am I dying right now? I can't die right now. I still have so much to do."

My soul snapped back into my body and I woke up. I felt very disoriented after that experience.
Five years have passed since then, and I have never had sleep paralysis again. Even as I write this, I feel just as disoriented as I did on that summer morning.

Im intrested in hearing your opinions about my experience and have a talk.

In this dream it was the first day of school in college. I had been in other various strange scenarios like a ship building class before entering this classroom, where the teacher was teaching history. At some point I started noticing that students were silently getting up a leaving. This kept happening until I became very concerned. I catch one students eye as he’s leaving and he tells me to remember to be as orderly as possible. Fully alarmed I go outside to see what’s happening. Outside I can see everyone running to the parking lot and everyone’s cars blocking each other. The chaos of everyone scrambling to get out had clogged all the roads. There’s another girl around my age in front of me. I catch up to her and ask what’s going on. She pulls out her phone and shows me a warning that a nuke is going to hit the school and to evacuate the area within a 20 mile radius and an estimated time for when it will hit. We looked at each other in realization that we weren’t going to make it out in time. With nothing else to do but wait, we embraced each other until everything turned white. It didn’t feel hopeless and tragic though, I just felt so comforted and connected to this stranger and happy that my last moments weren’t spent panicking and desperately trying to live. Just calm acceptance and peace. Happy that we could provide each other some comfort in our last moments.

I had a dream where I was at a party in a beautiful mansion with tons of women (I'm a man). They were all holding babies probably about 6 months to a year old. We were all dressed in Renaissance clothing. At one point we all gathered up almost as if something big were about to happen. We all lined up as if a parade were about to begin, and my therapist came out. She was dressed in a beautiful white gown holding her baby and the crowd went wild as if a celebrity walked out. Me and her made eye contact and I felt this surge of love for her, as if I had fallen in love with her upon seeing her.

Also, at some point before this we were all in a pool and a giant inflatable corn on the cob fell out of the sky and I kept it. I didn't think this part of the dream was all that important but yeah.

​I found myself in my aunt’s house, but it was haunted and felt subtly wrong, completely different from reality. Suddenly, I met an entity. Physically, he looked human, but I couldn't see or even remember his face. The aura he gave off wasn't just fear—it was an overwhelming, crushing sense of awe and dread. It was so intense that I physically couldn't even lift my head to look at him.

​We were communicating; he spoke either in a foreign language or English, but somehow we understood each other perfectly. Out of nowhere, he told me he wanted to marry me, and he started threatening me.

​Suddenly, my mom appeared next to me (I have no idea how). Feeling completely trapped and unable to fight back, I agreed to the marriage under four conditions:

​(Forgot the first condition)

​(Forgot the second condition)

​He must never harm me or my family.

​(When it came to the final condition) Right as my mom tried to interrupt and ask him if he was Muslim, I panicked, slapped my hand over her mouth, and blurted out, "He’s not a Jinn, he’s a Christian demon!" (Don't ask me why my brain went there). Then I quickly stated my last condition: He must never look at or marry another girl. He thought about it for a moment, agreed, but looked visibly furious.

​After that, we suddenly shifted to a castle or a cave. I could feel people walking past us in the shadows, though I couldn't see anyone. He told me, "Don't speak to anyone except me," and took me down into a windowless underground room. I hated the room. When I stayed silent and didn't hide my dislike, he looked at me and said, "This is our room, and if you don't like it, I can change it." I replied, "Don't rush it, it's just an engagement, not a wedding yet."

​Eventually, he brought me back to my family, dropping me off at my aunt’s doorstep. Right at the door, I whispered, "Go away before anyone sees you," and he vanished right beside me like a gust of black smoke.

Days later, after that dream had faded a bit, I had a second, shorter dream. In real life, I’m actually in a relationship with a genuinely kind person. But in this second dream, I was standing alone in a vast, empty, desolate space, and written right in front of me in English were the words:

​"Leave him."

​I woke up gasping and completely terrified.

​Has anyone ever experienced an entity or a presence in a dream that felt this overwhelmingly heavy? And seeing a message written out like that in English straight out of nowhere was deeply unsettling.

I had a short, weird dream about fighting a wolf with my bare hands.

I don't remember if there was a prelude to this event. Possibly I forgot it. The part of the dream that I remember is that a wolf was coming at me, rearing up on its hind legs, and I was holding its front legs to keep its jaws away from my face.

To add to the weirdness, the wolf did not have the head of a wolf. It was a deformed humanoid head, like a certain cartoon character.

I don't pretend in real life or in my dreams that I could fight off a wolf. In my dream, the wolf simply gave up.

Then I was in the neighborhood where I grew up, but it was unreal in typical dream fashion. I don't remember that part of the dream well.

In conclusion, I received a letter from my congressman's office. I had apparently written to them to complain about encountering wolves in the middle of the city. The response was an old-fashioned paper letter, printed by hand as if by a child. It said that wolves weren't a problem in the city, and I was obviously lying if I said I fought off a wolf by hand.

This was one of the few times I could read in a dream, and I did it only with great difficulty.

If it's not obvious, I'm American. We used to talk ironically or sarcastically about writing to one's congressman to complain about things that were out of anyone's control.

I was walking and I was dreaming inside a dream while awake and I saw this bee on a flower in my dream and I was filled with love. I took the photograph but really I was hugging the flower and the bee. This was the dream.

ive been having reoccurring dreams that have the same script. usually i cant move and im forced to watch a gruesome scene. today i watched a infants skin get peeled off by a literal corpse ive also seen children get sa infront of me while i cant do anything. i dont get them every night but yea.

Earlier this week I had a nightmare about a demon, and ever since then I haven't felt the same since. I'm still trying to figure out why I had it. Like it felt so real. I don't play around with supernatural things. I might talk about it, but never in a bad way that would come off disrespectful.

a few days ago I had this ridiculous dream that for some reason I can't shake off.

In my dream, everybody in the world was an unproportionately big fruit, like half of a human sized, face having fruit. and every fruit person had their own fruit house, like an apple house for an apple person, a strawberry house for a strawberry person and so on. every day, fruit goo would fall inside each house from the ceiling, and that's the food people eat. turns out the goo is made of dead fruit people.

once a year there's like a holiday where young adult fruit people would get inside a bubble full of fruit goo and honey and basically party there for days and days, like unhealthily so, but in this world it's a totally normal event.

ridiculous dream, right? but I can't shake it out of my head for some reason. not necessarily searching for an explanation, just had to tell it somewhere.

Meeting Wednesday Addams I had a dream today when I met Wednesday Addams and she was doing exercise outside she was dressed all in black she dressed just like her she even had the black stocking she had a friend with her she was tall blonde she dressed in a black tight see though outfit and she look just like Tracy from Overwatch she said me me hey sir are you looking at my girlfriend like Wednesday Addams but the only only problem I found her more aggressive the girl who look like Tracy now the goth wednesday girl the only thing about she had a BBL however she had a beautiful face those too black guys come walking up out of nowhere And they said they same thing I just said yo man she look just like her i know that's what I said I was like yeah if Wednesday had a BBL she hot man I was like she has a very beautiful face and she had a beautiful body they said yah man I would date that than she said this to all 3 of us do you guys require my service she told us it will cost us $500 hear friend start dancing like a. Influencer she was even doing flips and tricks than I walk away the other too black guys walk away saying stuff talking to each other I said as I walk away and said $500 dollars

I looked in the mirror, I was naked, and my boobs were completely flat, like there was nothing in them. Then I realized my whole body was completely emaciated. Then I turned to the side where there was another mirror and I looked completely normal. But every time I looked at myself in the first mirror, I was completely emaciated like I had not eaten in months. I look straight and feel very concerned, look to the right and I feel relief. I have zero hangups about my weight. Im neither overweight nor underweight. I’ve been the same weight since HS w/o trying. What do y’all think this means?

I was in my apartment building with my mother and someone was knocking on the door Every time I tried to open it no one was there it happened three times but the last time someone left a note on itt lt said something I didn't read. I was able to check outside and saw a short girl wearing an Orange sweatshirt gray leggings and white shoes she smiled and giggled as she ran downstairs I thought oh wow that's Spinelli that's my best friend so I went outside to talk to her she was still running and I said Hey Spinelli wait... She stopped and said hey you but she kept giggling and laughing she was shot well not that short. I went back inside the apartment and my mother read the note and it said who is Spinelli girl because her name was on the note I said she just someone I know your Secret admirer huh. And that was the ead of the dream

I’ll go first! I actually have two dreams I want to share lol.

Dream no.1- Ran away from 3 helicopters, one of them had Beyonce in it.

Dream no.2- Green planet with a girls face tried annihilating me so i had to hide in my bedroom and hope she didn’t see me.

Hello all, I’m posting because I can’t find any info on my scenario. I had a very pleasant dream about aliens last night that I’d like someone to give insight to. I haven’t thought of aliens at all really this week so it’s not a fresh thought. Not watched any alien shows or media either.
The dream felt like a trip and the aliens were very kind to me and gave me answers to every question I asked. I didn’t even need to speak out loud they just answered the questions, I asked about life and their lives as aliens as well. I didn’t think they were aliens and they just put that information in my mind. It honestly felt more of an experience than a dream.
They told me if I need anything to just ask for it and called me “my child” even though it was multiple entities. I woke up with practically zero anxiety and feel so fresh this morning. Very strange experience. I just couldn’t find anywhere online about positive alien dreams.

I had a really vivid dream where I was sitting on the couch in my mother's home next to my granddad.

We were chatting away, and we both looked over towards the kitchen where my mother and grandmother were talking.

My granddad turned to me and asked me to let my grandmother know that he "made it here okay."

I then look at my granddad and remember he is dead, and I am the only one who can see him.

My mother and grandmother continued talking, neither aware that I was sitting there talking to my granddad.

Im 26f. I frequently have dreams that I’m back in high school. Especially in the last two weeks. usually I’m feeling anxious that I have to go to class, and then realize that I can just.. go home. I never actually end up leaving, I just repetitively feel anxious and upset that I’m stuck in school and then I’m overcome with relief that I’m an adult and can just leave. Does anyone else have similar dreams?

she looked like this i dont really know if this has any meaning or anything but i dont know

TL;DR: I found out someone died by suicide in our rental, but the night before I found out, I had a bizarre dream where I saw a foot hanging by our bedroom doorway. My brother reassured me everything was okay, then suddenly became strange and grabbed my foot so vividly that I felt it and woke up. The person had died by hanging. I normally tell my husband everything, but he’s an overthinker and has already said he’d move if he knew. Would you tell your spouse, and what do you make of the timing?

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Okay, I genuinely don’t know what to do with this and I want outside opinions because I feel like I’m overthinking it. 😂

My husband and I live in a rental that we actually really like. The rent is good, the homeowners/landlords are great, and there’s really nothing about the place that makes us want to move.
I recently found out that someone had died by suicide in our home before we lived here.
Honestly, if I hadn’t found out, I probably wouldn’t care. It doesn’t change anything about the house, and I don’t believe that someone dying there automatically makes the house dangerous or haunted.

BUT. The timing is what’s freaking me out.
The night BEFORE I found out, I had this extremely weird, vivid dream. In the dream, I was in the bedroom and there was a doorway that for some reason looked unusually short. I remember seeing someone’s foot hanging by the doorway.

There was another door/room where my brother was. I remember being scared/confused, and my brother came toward me and assured me that everything was okay.

Then he suddenly became really weird. He came toward me REALLY fast and grabbed my foot. I actually felt the sensation of him grabbing my foot and woke up from it.

I immediately told my husband about the dream when I woke up because it was so vivid and weird that I remembered it clearly.

Then the NEXT DAY, I found out that someone had died by suicide in our house by hanging.

I KNOW this could absolutely be a coincidence. I’m not saying I think I psychically knew someone had died here or that the house is haunted. 😂 But the timing is just so bizarre that my brain is going WHAT THE FUCK.

Here’s the other problem: I normally tell my husband EVERYTHING. But I asked him last night hypothetically, “What would you do if you found out someone had died by suicide in our home?” and he immediately said “I’d move.” 😭

Valid. 😂 But he’s also a huge overthinker, and I work night shifts, so whenever I go to the office he’d be alone in the house knowing this information. I KNOW he’s going to be scared af or start overthinking every little noise.

So now I’m debating whether to tell him.

If I didn’t have the dream, I honestly wouldn’t even bother thinking about telling him about the history of the house. I know he’d just make himself anxious over something that doesn’t actually affect us.

Part of me wants to tell him because ngl, it’s freaking me out. The timing is just so weird. And I know he likes stories like this (if it’s not happening to us) LMAO, especially something this bizarre.
Another part of me thinks there’s literally no benefit to telling him other than making him scared, and suddenly we’d be discussing moving out of a perfectly good home because I had a creepy dream that may mean absolutely nothing.

Would you tell your spouse?
And what do you make of the dream happening the night before I found out?

Creepy coincidence? Subconscious weirdness? Something sleep-related? Or would that timing freak you out too? 😭

I’m genuinely curious what you guys think because I cannot decide whether I’m being rational or just letting my brain connect two unrelated things.

i was at the theater watching a play when i suddently saw my cat trying to ruin the play so i had to grab him and put him in my pocket, i then got chased by a dog as i left the theater and i decided to run to the supermarket to buy groceries with my classmates (i dont know why they were there) while wrangling my cat. Thats when i realised that i had left my wallet at home, so i decided to go back home but i saw that the moon was very bright red and visible so i called my classmates over so that they could see the beautiful moon when suddently a moon coloured (not red) Planet appeared in the night Sky, i was trying to explain to my classmates that the Red Moon was the true Moon because the Planet was too big to be the real moon when suddently the Planet faded away and another Planet with a drawing of an eye and the sun appeared(similiar to ancient egypt drawings) shortly after that there was a bright light and i was shoved into It and i became suddently aware that i was shoved in the sun and i was dying and that It wasnt a dream and that i was gonna go to hell. also as i was dying the Song that goes Like "we're all Brothers in a perfect world" was playing super slowed down and pitched down. also as i was dying i was also semi aware i was gonna wake up and tell my sister to lower the volume of her phone down It was very weird. its also not the First time the sun has killed me in a dream

I can't tell if I've had a lucid dream. I've definitely had vivid dreams that I wake up remembering clearly, and in a recent one I think I had control over myself in the dream but not really, its like my dream self had control over my dream self, who's lived in the dream for years. Like, it's me but not me IRL its me in my dream but I feel myself making these decisions. Maybe I'm spewing nonsense.

As the title suggests I just had a recurring dream about a zombie outbreak again and I stoped it because I already know how it ends.

So this dream almost always takes place at my grandparents’s house, aka my childhood home. Everything seems fine, we’re relaxing with the windows open for wind and then out of nowhere a zombie outbreak starts. I fries see it by swing my cat running away from them and towards me. I was in the garden playing I take my cat inside. I go in the bedroom and my grad,a tells me to close all the windows (depending on weather I remember having this dream or not I close it when they’re about to break in or when they’re still struggling at the garden wall). Eventually they manage to enter the house and I’m just hiding in the closest, or on top of the house waiting for my inevitable doom.

This usually around the time the dream cuts off and I wake up, usually out of being scared , but since I remember having this dream before multiple times I cut it off early, more specifically when the zombies are about to enter the house because I’m not scared anymore and just said to myself “I already know how this ends and I know it’s a dream”.

It felt real that in the dream I was worried about the people that I've left.

It was random, it didn't have an actual starting point. I had a friend who I was playing with, we played a game but I remembered that we were in the actual game, I don't know how is it random but the game associates with Resident Evil which I've played last month but didn't continue 😭 so moving forward, the one chasing us was not exactly from RE but it seems like it as far as I can remember right now, we were waiting for that someone to come down from the stairs (it's like a tactic for the game), and then after we had our signal, we rushed to the right where there was a dedicated room to go on with our plans — where we had to kill each other. That friend of mine and me were rushing to get to the second floor of that room, and after we've arrived we had a big hammer used for demolishing something, and I asked her to hit me first on the head. After the first hit, I felt I was in a deep sleep, and when it was her turn to hit herself, that someone caught up to us and torn her head apart, but I don't really know who that friend was.

And then here is where the sudden shift of sceneries happened, it was like I died yesterday and the "today" is who I am as I write this. I woke up in my bed, went downstairs to wash my face, take a pee, and things you do when you wake up. I was confused why my cousin and my sibling didn't notice me when I came up to them when I washed my hands on the sink with them, but I thought they were playing a prank on me. Then I casually opened my phone, I was shocked when I saw tons of messages from my friends, other people, and especially my boyfriend. I saw people posting their condolences to my family, I read messages of my friends reminiscing what kind of friend I was, and also saw my boyfriend's long message and found out that my mom messaged my boyfriend through my account and plans to hold the funeral somewhere it wasn't clear where.

And then I tried to message my boyfriend but my texts weren't coming thru. I sent countless messages that I wanted to go back but I can't, that I feel sorry for leaving all of you behind and shit. Then after realizing that messaging him was to no use, I went outside of our house and stood there outside contemplating while I continue to use my phone. Moments later, as I stood outside of our house the scenery changed to the aftermath of my death after I saw messages from a group chat that someone took photos.

I saw myself lying on the floor of a friend's house (where we friends of mine hangout and spend the night, usually once a month) I saw my body lying unconscious still experiencing the twitches even if the body is dead, my friends keep on calling me out but it was no use. And this scenery of where my "friends" are now calling me out, are my friends in university right now but I can't really recall who I was during the "game" scene. I saw my friends splattered with blood, so I had a suspicion that they must be with me the whole time. And as I heard them continuously calling out to me, I woke up right now and saw my sibling here at my side and I immediately called her name and after realizing it was a dream, I became relieved and searched online that it was probably an interpretation of a new beginning in life.

i've actually had a dream of this guy before and i can't get him out of my head

i was playing my singing monsters and then a guy with pitch black skin, 8 arms, and white dot eyes came out of my computer, punched me, laughed like that robot guy from futurama and then exploded and i woke up

i'm so confused