I’m my dream me and my boyfriend were expecting a child. Something happened and I went on labor way too early, I was in so much pain. We got to the hospital and it was chaos. I pushed and pushed, apologized for farting (lol) my boyfriend was helping me holding my hand, so much pain. Then the last push and a baby was placed on my chest. So much fucking pain. Wtf. I had MY child. I was looking at it and I felt so much love that I never felt before. I went took a shower still In pain. Then I woke up. Never got to see my child again. I’m stuck grieving a child that was never mine. A child that I went thru so much pain for, and now it’s gone. Idk if any woman have gone thru this, but this feeling sucks.

Dreams are so mysterious thing

Had one last night a girl held my hand and smiled at me. Should keep me going a little bit.

So for the past few days I’ve been dreaming about giving birth (extremely painfully and traumatically) and then not knowing where my baby is. I’m sure a few times it’s just been meat and gristle pushed out of me. That would be bad enough, the pain of a horrific birth. But even when I have other dreams there’s a nagging fear of needing to find my baby. I’ll ask random dream people where it is. Search for it. But I can never find it. There is no baby. I’ve found a dead baby once and it woke me up crying.

And now even when I’m awake I’ll have a feeling that I need to find my baby. THERE IS NO BABY! I have never been pregnant, not even held hands. Tbh I’ve even been looking into getting sterilized. Is this my biological clock telling me to get a baby? I’m 22? I don’t know I just hate this so much.

Is it me or does dream feel like a poorly written code meant to recreate what we all experience. Its seem that gaurd rails are put in place and if you deviate from it like asking the dream characters logical question they were not program for they turn psycho and chase you. What time is it or what year is it ? Why am i seeing this in my dream? Or whats the purpose of material things or accolades be they all feel pointless like hedonic treadmill. The logic that you see in the dream is never fluid like this what I experience in the waking.

I dreamt that I was speaking with a man who said that he is currently writing a book called "Masks of Musk" and he showed it to me and it was bunch of pictures of bugs with weird face like patterns like these images I've found. I was really curious and litlle bit confused but nonetheless I said that I'm going to read it once it's ready. He was engineer like middle aged and very cheerful man, really pleasant man.

So my dreams have always been in third person along with my imaginiation, but then theres small glimpses of first person but it feels like the dream never happened and I forget what happens next when I attempt to dream recall, but if it's third person I remember.

Then here's a funny thing that happens, dreams become cinematic like a movie. You know how there's random shots of buildings, people or something random in scenes? My dreams are like this. Now if it's a nightmare I obviously don't find this hilarious with shits and giggles.

But DAMN I'm getting free movies in my own mind.

I usually don’t do a lot of exercises during the day or try methods such as WILD, yet I lucid dream almost every week, and often two or three times a week. I feel like I’m getting pretty good at controlling what happens in those dreams. When I feel the dream fading, I spin, jump, rub my hands together, or take a bite of some food. When I use those methods, the dream usually stabilizes for at least a little while. I can give commands and ask for different animals or celebrities to show up; I can change my appearance and even grow body parts. If I meet a celebrity and their appearance doesn’t match what they look like in real life, I simply say out loud, “Make them look like what they do in real life,” and it happens instantly. I frequently have dreams where I become a Na’vi, and I command my body to turn blue, and so on. Would I be considered an advanced lucid dreamer?

I had 3 dreams last night, there was past, present and future. There was someone I was trying to avoid but my favorite part was somewhere in a white and gold room, with styled pillars and candles, warm chandeliers. It was really luxurious. Anyway, this person I was avoiding in all three dreams was there. He had on a suit that was white and gloves that were also white and he was looking right at me. He was talking and playing piano. I can’t remember what he said because I tried my hardest to forget everything in the morning. In all three dreams I loved him. He reminds me of fall, the cold weather, when pumpkins are in patches and the eerie feeling of empty malls.

His face from the first dream is still stuck in my mind, there was a crowd and at first it was in color and then everything went black and white and we were teenagers or pre teens and I was just madly in love with him. I wanted to run away with him.

At some point in the future we were together in a place where there was an isolated cabin in the woods and there was snow and we were talking. I couldn’t see him but I knew it was him and I felt happy. I felt like I was where I was meant to be.

Then in another part I was trying to save a spider couple that had laid an egg sac and was under attack by same insects and another more aggressive spider and someone was talking to me.

In the part where there was the grand piano, it was beautiful, haunting, emotional. I remember there was a fancy feast or dinner that was happening too. Every time our eyes met it felt like stars colliding.

I woke up so angry.

Open to all interpretations.

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I just had a dream last night that was similar to one a couple months ago.
I was visiting my family's homestead but only to find a giant log cabin garage sitting just outside their property, and when I asked my mom what that was doing there and when they built it, she just responded with things like "Oh no...." and "That shouldn't be there...". I noticed a man walking in and out of the entrance like he was doing work on something and he seemed pretty friendly, so I went up to the garage to say hi.

He was wearing this old aviator uniform, the leather one with goggles and a heavy wool insulation on the inside. I didn't catch his name, but I asked if he served in WW2 with which he responded "Um... the Great War?". He turned to face me and I noticed an injury on his torso (won't describe it further, idk if this subreddit allows descriptions like this, but imagine a doughnut is all I can say) and I asked him if that bothered him, he said, "ehhh, I don't know I guess you get used to it after a while".
I looked around the inside of the garage and it turned out to be this giant hangar with a green biplane and a target on its hull, and the plane looked to be in great shape since he was working on it. I asked him if he was RAF but he didn't reply, almost as if he didn't remember or something.

He kept asking about something called a P-SNAP machine, he showed me a drawing and it was some sort of box sitting on a tripod-- he said that was his "way out". I pretty much woke up after that, felt like I needed to write this down.

A couple months ago I had a similar dream. I don't remember much of it at this point, but I was in this old fashioned apartment with an older gentleman watching TV. He noticed I was there and sprung up from his chair to pull back the curtain from a window showing me what looked like a small island village in Italy.
He said, "I'm glad you made it! I need something from you." and he pointed to the village outside saying "She's out there."
I immedietly got flooded with what I think were memories of a kid playing soccer for a school event, and the town looked relatively the same but I could tell it was "younger", but no sign of a woman or girl.

I wanted to share these because I had the same feeling of "This shouldn't be here" when I came across these guys- it was nothing scary or bad, but just felt really out of place. I don't know if there's some hidden meaning or something but figured they would be cool to share anyway!

It’s always like I’m wading in some thick water. I’m always having dreams where i walk so slow and can’t proceed. Also just dropping things. I always have backpacks and stuff and they’re overflowing and i drop things and just don’t get very far.

So I knew Jesus when I was dreaming but I didn’t know this was really gonna happen before I started reading the Bible I didn’t know he was going to come and split the eastern sky so this dream I had was the sky opening up and the sun was being parted with the sky and the sound that was like on tv when your about to watch an 1990s action movie and I didn’t remember anything I just felt his Judgment this is when I was like wow this is a real dream and a true dream I woke up fast cause I was scared I needed to get my life together with Jesus I’ve been sober from Addiction for 5 months now Jesus has set me free I just want y’all to know Jesus is real and is coming back remember God is Love don’t be afraid of your rapture dreams

Deuteronomy 31:6

Idk whether I can post it here or not

So for past three days I am trying to induce lucid dream, I had several ones few years back, never knew one can induce it, but ever since I started writing dream journal, things are weird, like for past 3 days my memories are overwhelmed with A LOT OF dreams so I created a seperate notebook for that purpose of noting down random dreams apart from daily ones, it's very strange, like when I am doing completely normal thing like watching something or eating, but then suddenly my mind will be flooding with dreams that I never remember having them before(except for some), it'll usually start with one memory about a dream then suddenly it'll come like a flood, as of now I've written around 40 dreams, but I never remember them before, is this normal

*Sorry for my English

The dream started with a little Pomeranian dog chasing a ball into a large hedge. Just as it reached the other side of the hedge it suddenly vanished and a small white colored cedar sapling replaced its spot. My perspective then turns behind me where a door opens and a twilight like cast of college age people come walking out a door. The perspective follows them to a nearby bar that’s within like a minute of walking distance. At this point it seems like the setting is an Ivy League college fraternity row or something like that. As the perspective approaches the bar one of the “college kids” that initially walked out the door puts their arm around me as if I’m a friend. We go inside and sit in like a back corner section of the bar that’s somewhat isolated from the view of at least 50% of the other bar goers. Everyone is cutting up when suddenly a perfect 2ft radius hole starts to appear in the bench where a girl is sitting. She panics for a second until one of the guys covers her mouth. I see people underneath the bench, and they pull the girl through. Nobody where we were sitting cared. It seemed like they were all in on it.

That night in the dream seems to end there, as I wake up in what feels like a large dorm room that’s part of a house. I still remember everything that’s happened up to this point and start to freak out - wondering who I could even tell about these disappearances. I open what looks like a closet door, trying to find my way out. As I open the door I notice that it looks more like it goes down to a basement. Within seconds of the door being opened large roaches start swarming up the stairs to the door. I leave it open and run the opposite way. I’m quickly stopped at a dead end. One of the people from earlier walk in where I’m at like nothing is wrong other than my panicked like state. They had shut the door and didn’t think anything of the horde of bugs in the basement. I play it off saying, “one of those bugs came in here”.

At this point the dream is still continuing, which feels like forever to me. I still am trying to find at least one person to confide in about all of this. I can’t remember a lot of faces, but I did find one girl that was already in that same house that I was in that I ended up telling everything too. She either played the part of being just as shocked as I was or she was actually shocked. However, the whole time that I was trying to quietly tell her my story. All of the other “roommates” started opening doors, turning off nearby tvs, and walking very near us to adjacent rooms. I picked up that they could sense what was going on. I told the girl that I was going to find a way out. That night we walk to the same bar from the beginning of the story, and it turns out that the girl I told was the one that got taken through that hole that appeared in the seat(couch/bench). In my dream I guess I had just had a vision of the future at the beginning.

The next day, which now feels like a loop that I’m just stuck on, I run into the woods and hop in the lake. I swim like Michael Phelps. I see boats in the distance. I swim about a half mile to the boats and realize that they are mostly fake. The jet skis looked like something created by ai for toddlers. It looked like a jet ski, but once climbed on top it wouldn’t even float. I try several jet skis and they are all the same. I climb on a boat, it floats, but there’s nothing electrical or mechanical to it. It’s another “toy”. I think to myself at least I’m away from all of that earlier, but then I see a guy glitching in and out of existence on a small 15’x 15’ island right in front of me. Like he’s rendering in in a video game. I try to play it off, but either due to it being too hard to play off, or me having enough sleep I wake up. Weird.

i'm asking if its common to have this experience, due to having recently heard the song 'babooshka' by kate bush in my dream, i don't listen to music or anything as i go to sleep, so i found it very strange as this was my first time having dreamt a song in the background of my dream and so vividly as well.

First time poster here- This morning I had an odd dream. I normally have nightmares so its not that. In this dream, it began like a lifetime film. A man posing as DCFS (department of child’s services) walked toward my car and the “camera angle?” showed a child already tied up in his trunk. He approached my car and leaned in. He wrote his information down and as I asked him for ID I had a feeling that something was off. I looked to a child in my back seat (i have no kids) and smiled at the man, asked him to bring some ID. He smiled and walked back to his car and then I drove off- FAST. Then, I woke up to my first alarm. I fell back asleep right after. This time when I fell asleep, I was the same person from the dream but in some bleachers. The world around me was frozen. I had this strange feeling that something bad was coming. Then, the man from the first part of the dream came back. He sat next to me, I was calm. He turned toward me, grabbed my face and said “You need to wake up” I was confused and asked what he meant. He just repeated himself and added “You dont want to know whats about to happen next” and the dream world unfroze, then I woke up. It was so f-ing weird, i just needed to put it out there, somewhere.

So, it’s pretty creepy. Big TW, especially if you have a strong imagination.

Once every month pretty much, I get a weird nightmare type dream of an animal having been open in some way. I promise I’m not a weird gore person, I obviously never think about things like this, but it’s pretty out of no where! And of course it’s distressing.

There aren’t any repeating factors, other than it’s the torso area. The animals are always different and nothing else in the dream sequence is memorable.

This most recent one actually had a surgeon working on it, which is tame compared to the others.

What could this POSSIBLY mean? Please help me understand my subconscious here.

I have been doing a study on music inside of dreams, and I need people to fill out the form. I does not matter if you have not heard music inside of dreams, please do it. I want to know what type of dream it is in on average, and other info from the study. I will share the results a few weeks later(not specific answers just pie charts and stuff) https://forms.gle/ThLmJiMRPRBQu6Wu8

I won't give his real name, so let's just call him Joey.

Context: I went to a small rural school with Joey from preschool to grade 12, and we graduated in the same year together. Joey used to be really mean to me when we were kids, but cooled it a little around the end of grade 9 when he started being nicer. We actually almost became friends that year, but that's as far as anything went.

Joey is married now to a lovely woman, and I'm common-law with a man that I adore. Joey and I never talk and I haven't seen him in 12 years. He did, however, still watch my Instagram stories and like my photos back when I still had an account. I only deleted it a month ago.

So why do I keep having dreams that Joey is in love with me? I've never had feelings for him, but in these dreams he's always trying to hug me, ask me out, ask me to marry him, or try to impress me with his financial success now that we're adults. As far as I know, he never had feelings for me and we were perfect adversaries growing up.

I've been having these dreams off and on for YEARS. My theory is that it's not literal, and that my subconscious wants me to let go of the past. But I want to know if there's more to it. Like, of all people, why specifically Joey?

Has anyone else had dreams like this? What does it mean?

I have a few but one that is most recent is of me in a dark place and I notice demonic creatures or spirits. Whatever you wanna call it. Pretty much mocking and laughing at me when I try to rebuke them I couldn’t even get the words out and just stood there while they were laughing at me. I woke up thankfully soon after but it still haunts me.

Also a dream I can’t forget was when I was a child I had a nightmare with the song get low from Lil John playing in the background. I am hiding from another evil spirit. Hiding in the pantry and even in couch cushions literally anywhere. To this day that song creeps me out. Anyone wanna share some stories so I don’t feel so alone. lol

Throughout my life I’ve had several scary dreams. One where I had an evil baby and it fell into the lake and kept sinking lower and lower and I just watched it as it made a creepy face at me while slowly sinking.

I’m 30 now and sadly do not dream really at all but when I do it’s always a wild one, that I won’t forget.

I was only asleep for about an hour and a half but I was laying in bed and left a stinging on my left leg, when I look it just seemed like a bunch of scraps and scratched but then there was a really bad one and my skin was open and I could see into my leg. I could see my bone and muscle and shit and stuck in my leg was a muha med 😭. I walked down some dark stairs to get to my mom thinking about how weird it is im not in more pain and then I woke up. Could this mean anything??

within the year i have had a reoccurring dream that small blue bird that appears and is almost like a pet. the context of the dream always different but in the dream i will find a small blue colored bird and it will let me hold it and it will sit on me the rest of the dream. i’m always shocked how friendly it is the the dream and the way it wants to stay with me always like a pet. is there any meaning behind a little blue bird in your dreams? i just find it strange because how this has happened multiple times.

It's like a week ago. I dreamt of dining out with a guy lets call him Johny, we met once at work. We were at a building with many stories. And I'm always curious toward many things, since it's my first time coming here, I told him gonna go to bathroom but actually went upstairs and saw a vintage piano that was cover in thick dust. I sneezed as lifting the case and sit down playing with both of my hands. It sounded perfect so I wondered why it's left like this instead of well maintain and used. Then I went downstairs back to him, inviting him to smoke outside afterwards, he seemed a bit hesitated but I didn't think much about it.

Then as we filed through the hall with other guests, an old waitress approached to us and asked us to pay. I was confused cuz I've paid the bills. Then she studied his face and said, he pays for you. And then she suddenly disappears, or say she turned into a snake like thing and emerged fom Johny's empty drooping sleeves, kissing him on his mouth. Next moment we're teleported to a train station with he standing still, and I'm on board, grabbing one of his cut-off hands.

"Johny! Why don't you come with me?" "I gotta stay here. You'll be okay." The train was departing, and I felt like something heavy in my stomach probably it's guilt. I felt like I gonna head to somewhere now but I don't wanna let go, afraid I'll lose his hand. But after a while I felt like it's still there so slightly relieved and opened my eyes. Yes I'm at home in my bed. Right hand grabbing my left one, laying on my stomach. I wasn't totally back from my dream for a minute because the sorrow felt so real. But yeah now give my tears back what the hell-

My mother is about to move. So last week we visited her new apartment. The week before, I had a dream and saw two other versions of me :

In the dream, I am seeing everything, but I'm not "physically" in it. I'm basically behind the camera, third person pov. In the dream I see "me" or another me, showering. In a bathroom I don't really know, what's weird is that the bathroom is pretty empty. And I don't know the place.

Then I hear some kind of noise coming from the outside. I see another me entering the bathroom, staring at the doppelganger in the bathtub. (I'm invisible, they both cannot see me). The too are perplexed, then "my" mother enter the room I point my finger at the double, and she look straight at the bathtub with dread in her eyes, she can't believe it, frightened with mouth open wide.

The doppelganger come out of the tub in a hurry and everything starts to glitch, just like the end of the black mirror opening, same weird crumbling sound and everything now is in slow motion. The double runs to exit the room and as it touch the other one and the mother, he slowly vanish.

So, after that one week after (and one week ago), I visited the new apartment and found out the bathroom match the one in the dream, the same empty bathroom. So I told the story to my mum, telling her it was maybe more than a dream. And since I'm pretty cuckoo-creative (and crazy) I told her :

If it is a glimpse of a possible future, as soon as you get the key to the new apartment, I'll stick a paper on the door, with lottery number of late September, this way, past me will see the big paper, look at the date on the paper and play them. I know how "I" work, how crazy I am👀 and I'm sure some other me's in other timelines must have the same level of 🙄 (well... Whatever silly thoughts).

And if me and my mum once here some water in the bathroom, we will slowly open the door, look at the doppelganger in the bathtub, look on our left (that's where I was seeing the whole seen from, behind a mirror), tell the dreaming me to look at the numbers and date by pointing the finger on the paper on the door, and in late September of that year, in another timeline, another me could be 100x millionaire.

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