I had a dream that a friend of mine was arguing with me, that is... me and him taunting each other back and forth. Well, it got out of hand, and he suddenly grabbed a knife from a cutting board (actually a machete, funny how dreams work) and he lunged at me. We went around and around but I woke up before any real fighting happened.
I was standing in a dark, checkered room. I was surrounded by muffins, who were all ganging up on me and bumping into me violently, knocking me down.
To quote a good friend of mine, "Listening to people telling me their dreams dreams are like looking at photos; if I'm not in them, or there's no sex involved, then I'm not interested."
eh, I have strange dreams all the time
Most recent one I could remember was me talking with a machine man whose eyes were mercury and realizing that if I wanted to save society I had to do that to me as well. Eventually turned into me getting chased and chasing an 8-legged woman who looked like a centipede down a waterfall.
Yeah, I have no idea why they tend to be so fucked up
I had a dream that I went into a house and there was a blonde girl with a ponytail there. I stabbed her to death with a knife and then turned off the light switch before leaving. When I came back she was alive again.
After I did this 64 times she turned into a freaky black and white face bigger than I was. When I touched it I was sent to hell and had to pinch my cheek to wake up.
I had a dream where the whole world was paper, and I was a sketch of Hitler and I was riding a tank until I got caught between a lot of rocks
Had a dream today where I was in a shopping mall working, and the moment I got off work I went to the cash register and asked my grandmother what time she got off work, only she misunderstood my intentions and said she hadn't had sex until three days ago (even in the dream, I wondered how she was my grandmother). Then my family came in the store to visit me and went around buying groceries so I sat in the cart at the bottom like a seal with my head wedged up. But when we got back to the cashier (my grandmother), my fathers credit card would not work and I had to run over to the local film rental in the strip mall to withdraw money. When I got there they were busy tutoring some girl and would not help me so I browsed books until four teenagers came in to a corner by me and began to hit one of the four with a jagged hammer. I yelled and took the hammer and all four ran out. When the shopkeeper came over and I told him I had to withdraw $150 and it was urgent, he became worried and said I was up to no good. Dream ended prematurely at this point
oh, and I forgot to mention that before the shopping mall my sister was going to be killed by anti-semitic cultists when I made the mistake of going to one of their rallies because I thought it they were harmless and It would be interesting. Because I knew they would kill her if I called the police, I ran back home through a maze of boards propped up by thin points with a dog running around and grabbed a pistol at home. On my way back I ran into the computer repairman who was riding a motorcycle around and tried to get up a very steep hill covered in rain but could not. I shot three cultists and we were safe.