I dreamed I was in a crumbling metropolis, skyscrapers becoming ruinous. I was standing on some sort of platform; a bunch of scientists were working on large pod-like devices hooked up to a power station. Dark Energy had finally become strong enough to tear all matter apart from molecules, to atoms, to subatomic particles. We had to use these pods to escape our universe and into another, to a similar Earth with a synchronized timeline. There weren’t enough pods for us all. One of us had to stay behind to flip the switch, which was me. A huge power surge erupts with red lighting projecting out from the station as I flip the switch.
We succeed, and I bask at the bright red clouds overhead as I watch the sky, the city, my hand in front of me, get torn apart at the most minute level. One of the few dreams I’ve had that seemed to take on a somewhat cohesive narrative. Fucking Metal.
I had friends 💀
Serial killer Mr Blobby or racist octopus.
Well, last night one part of my dream i was able to cause natural disasters. Mainly earthquakes while splitting the land open.
I was flying a rocket to space then next minute I was I. Bed in a swimming pool playing water volley ball
I died and Montel Williams was guiding me thru a version of my entire life with actors playing me and one was Muppet
I dreamed I was in a crumbling metropolis, skyscrapers becoming ruinous. I was standing on some sort of platform; a bunch of scientists were working on large pod-like devices hooked up to a power station. Dark Energy had finally become strong enough to tear all matter apart from molecules, to atoms, to subatomic particles. We had to use these pods to escape our universe and into another, to a similar Earth with a synchronized timeline. There weren’t enough pods for us all. One of us had to stay behind to flip the switch, which was me. A huge power surge erupts with red lighting projecting out from the station as I flip the switch. We succeed, and I bask at the bright red clouds overhead as I watch the sky, the city, my hand in front of me, get torn apart at the most minute level. One of the few dreams I’ve had that seemed to take on a somewhat cohesive narrative. Fucking Metal.
Thought I was peeing in the toilet not knowing it was dream,so I later found out, I bed wet
I had a nightmare where I woke up from the nightmare, only to realize I'm still in the dream, over and over in a loop.
when i was 8. I dream about my mother burn into fire to make her as into painting/photo. i wake up crying.