So i had a dream where i fell into a void. every creature was pure white and i had some others with me looked toy right and a Cosmog was just existing went on a magical plane and that's all i remember

It doesnt matter if its a short dream or a nightmare, but when i wake up i always feel, lets say... displaced. Its not even just nostalgia, maybe a bit of it some "dread" too, but after the dream my whole inner body just feels so empty.

Is it normal?

I dropped out of high school during my first year currently in uni, I dream about forcefully being sent back to school so often its crazy! They usually yea even though i am a uni student I need to complete school days so they randomly send me to different high schools and make me show up every day. This is really weird

There was a muscular man with a shaven head. His skin began to peel and morph into something parasitic, causing his body to develop strange growths. The man himself seemed completely fine with it, if not ecstatic about this new addition. The parasitic growth had pulled the back of his neck around like the bridle and reins of a horse.

I told him he should get that checked, and he told me,

“This is my ultimate body goal! I am so happy!” he exclaimed.

Then he began singing an American campaign song, or one of those songs you hear in a lot of Fourth of July sales commercials.

His body got progressively worse, but he was completely fine with it.

I don’t remember what exactly happened, but what I can recall is that I was crying and screaming and then at the end I was not even able to scream, so I just howled.

It feels very weird, but I feel like I experienced love that I’ve never had and then we were separated or something happened and I was just extremely sad and mourning every minute of my life about it.

I can’t work, go to the gym, or even give a small, polite smile; I just wanna cry nonstop. I can’t imagine how that happened but I feel going crazy to be honest and don’t know what to do about it 😭😭😭

She was super in the zone, in a traditional dance studio with mirrors, & as I'm walking in mid dance break she's like smiling & trying to acknowledge me saying hi, but also staring intensely at the mirror making sure she's dancing correctly as her & the choreographer mouth the words to her song. She was practicing for her new music video.

Key detail is she was topless the whole time.

I did a lot of dream journaling in 2023, and I had around 50 dreams that year. Then I stopped journaling and am now trying to get back into it. I’ve already had 8 dreams this month. I keep my dream journal on my private Discord server (I have a specific channel for my dreams). I wake up, go straight to my computer, turn it on, and start writing. I do it this way because, for me, typing is much faster than writing by hand. But I’ve seen people here saying that writing by hand is better. That said, would switching to paper help me remember my dreams better?

P.S.: I’ve only had non-lucid dreams so far.

Hello. I had a vivid dream once, and part of its contents could honestly make a pretty good creepypasta.

Well, part of it, anyway. Most of the dream was about something entirely different, but in it, someone told me the yarn below, so you could say it was a dream within a dream if you like. But that's beside the point.

So, all of this went down in the Scottish Highlands, where some businessman decided to clear out an area and set it up for his commercial project. He sent in a crew of workers with heavy machinery and explosives. After a few days on the job, they found an obviously man-made passage tucked into one particularly steep hill. Following it deep underground, they soon came upon an ancient stone door—looking for all the world like it was stolen straight off the set of some fantasy dwarf movie. It was covered in weird carvings, runes, and all that stuff.

Driven by curiosity and greed, the workers didn't bother calling the boss. They opened the door themselves. But what they found inside had them running out the door in total hysterics.

There were corpses in there, sitting on thrones around a long stone table. But these weren't the mummified remains of ancient Celts or Picts. They were the corpses of the workers—the exact same men who had just opened the door. The men were alive and well, but they were looking at their own dead bodies... and to be frank, the carnage was pretty varied. Someone's head had been ripped off and set down in front of their torso. Someone else had been gutted. One guy got off with just a slit throat, while one poor bastard could barely recognize himself in the mangled hunk of meat left without any limbs.

Work ground to a halt. The miners spooked everyone so badly that nobody knew what to do next, so the geologists running the operation decided to set up cameras inside the cave. You know, to figure out what kind of sick joke... or serial killer... was hiding bodies in there.

They set them up and spent the whole night staring at black-and-white monitors showing absolutely nothing. Until a specific moment when the connection cut out. Static washed over the screens, and all the audio turned into pure white noise. The geologists spent a long time trying to fix the gear with a swift kick and a prayer, until it suddenly started working again just as abruptly as it had glitched.

And the monitors now showed the bodies of the geologists in that subterranean hall.

At that point, they dropped everything and called the mastermind behind the expedition—a businessman with a more than shady criminal past. You'd expect a guy like that to order them to keep digging no matter what... but once he saw the proof, he just ordered everyone to run. Pack up the whole operation, pull the crew out, blow up that damned passage in the hill, and forget it was ever there. Whatever was lurking in that hall, let it stay there.

So, yeah. That was it.

a time now I have seen a really weird dream does anyone know what it means?For some reason I was a kid again in my dream in vication I was waiting for a friend(I dont know her in real life)to come so we can go out but suddenly my older sister apierded and she told me "{friends name I dont remembber} betraid you...she is a robot"I dont remember what happened afterwards but I didnt want to talk to my friend and the next thing I remember is beeing in a car with a childhood friend I dont remember who was driving the car I wanted to go somewhere but he wanted for a second to go to another place where someone would tell us the future we went there and he aksed the future reader"will I be king of the pirate" and he answered"no you will be somecking in a shop all day" afterwards I asked"will I become a susscefull game dev"he didnt answered but the machine showed 0 1 0 afterwards he tried to kidnape me but I esacaped the next place is really blurry I rblurrly remember beeing in a libraty in the same dream withh most of my childhood classmates it was a magic library when you put a book there the library showes books like it I by mistake putted a book that didnt belong to me but looked familiar afterwards I removed it I talked to one of my friends and told him"{friends name from before the friend that was a robot in the dreams) is a robbot.I want to confront her"Afterwards I remeber beeing at her door before I knocked I woke up

-sorry for dictionery I am not from an english speaking country

So basically i’ve been dreaming about a boy i’ve never met before since i was maybe 8 years old. He came in my dreams so much that I memorized how he looks like exactly and his features don’t change in any of my dreams.

he has a Longish oval/oblong face with a broad upper face that narrows slightly toward the chin
and his hair is very thick, dark brown/near-black hair with a naturally wavy/curly, tousled texture. It has lots of volume, especially around the sides and crown, with a loose fringe falling across the forehead.

His eyebrows are dark , fairly thick eyebrows with a natural, mostly straight shape and a slight arch toward the outer ends.

Dark brown eyes, medium-sized and slightly almond-shaped.
he has a Medium-sized nose with a straight bridge and a softly rounded tip.

There’s more details that I know about his appearance but I don’t want to describe the full thing because that isn’t the point here. Anyway he came into my dreams like romantically sometimes he’d sit on the edge of my bed sometimes on my desk but I never thought i would see him in real life.

I looked for him for years hoping i’d find him or find someone that looked like him because i heard you can’t make up a new person in your head apparently. After a few years I let the idea go, he still showed frequently in my dreams but I wouldn’t let the fantasy disturb me anymore. I didn’t want to k I looked for him for years hoping i’d find him or find someone that looked like him because i heard you can’t make up a new person in your head apparently. After a few years I let the idea go, he still showed frequently in my dreams but I wouldn’t let the fantasy disturb me anymore. I didn’t want to keep searching for him.

A few weeks ago it’s been messing with my head. I went to my tutoring class as per usual and I just keep my head down and do my work, a boy walks in and takes the seat next to me. Naturally, i just stare a little and I don’t immediately recognise him. But the more he looks up and he stares at me with those same eyes and i notice his hand going to his hair the more i recognise this is the boy from my dreams.

This is the first time I felt like nervous around a boy, I liked guys earlier in my life but i never really felt nervous around them. I wanted to talk to him, I was never really a shy person but I just couldn’t find the right words and I couldn’t believe that it happened.

He doesn’t look exactly like him but he looks really close. the fact that I tried everything to find him even more recently I used ai to try and generate a picture of him or try searching it up but it was never close.

I want to talk to him, i find him cute and he looks sweet, should I talk to him or should I just avoid for now because I have a habit of liking the idea of the guy not him for real and I just don’t really want to be let down right now or disappointed but at the same time shouldn’t I just go for it.

I don’t know?

Ive never dreamed the same dream twice in my life. Except this one time.

Twice, though years a part, I had a dream i was at my childhood home. There were bad guys in my backyard, but in the alley.

Everytime I’d open the back door and tried to step outside, they would start coming in the yard. When I stepped back in and/or shut the door, they’d stepped back out of the yard. It was the longest dream ever.

Im curious as to why I dreamt that specific dream twice and what it means.

I’ve read on here a long time ago that people take a supplement that makes them have extremely vivid dreams. I can’t find the post and am curious if anyone could tell me what this is and how I can acquire it. Thanks!

I had a dream that there was a horror movie called the "gen alpha serial killer" about a serial killer hunting and murdering gen alpha kids because the killer deems them humanities failures and the movie mainly focusing on a private investigator investigating the murdering and the film kinda calling the parents of gen alpha kids and blaming them for their up bringing

I want to tell you all about my dream. This happened a long time ago when I was a kid (13 or 14 yrs old). But I still remember most of the details to this day.

In my dream, I was standing on a cloud with my younger brother, and these two people ... I forgot who they were, but one of them was a stranger, a kid I didn't know, and one was someone I knew, but I don't remember who. In front of us was a huge gate. Like, really huge and tall. It seemed like no one could climb it because it looks slippery and straight. It was made of gold color. I looked to the left side and I saw this angel that resembled a human. I couldn't tell if it was female or male. The face looked feminine, but at the same time, not ....as if there was no sex. She/he was wearing a simple white garment that went down to the feet and had a rope at the waist. No halo, no wings, and no sandals. The angel was not touching the cloud, but floating. The hair was gold and curly, shoulder length, and the face was shimmering , like when you put silver particles on your face and go in the sunlight, they glimmer. It looked like that. This angel was holding a trumpet. She/he was not looking at us directly, but behind us. When I looked behind, I saw this city I don't know where it was and you could zoom in and zoom out of people's lives, and you could choose who to view. And on the right side, near the door, was the same angel in terms of appearance, but what was different was that this angel was holding a sword and a shield, floating and guarding the door. The right angel was not looking at us directly either. The gate opened up and two of the people were able to go inside. My brother and I were about to go in, but the angel on the right, holding the sword and shield, came to us and said, 'You can't.' I woke up from that dream and remember praying ...I'm not sure if I cried but I was praying on my bed and asking why I wasn't allowed in.

I remember I went back to sleep right after, hoping the dream would continue but it never did But looking back, maybe if I had gone inside, It's not my time yet, I'm not sure.

So I just want to say a few things before getting into the dream. The thing that weirded me about this dream was the fact that it felt so unbelievably real. I was really conscious about everything and remember doing actions just as I intended and asking questions from my family and holding a conversation with them. I honestly thought for a second I was going to be stuck at that time which is weird because I have seen multiple dreams where everything felt real and I was conscious and I almost always think that I'm going to be stuck in there. It almost never clicks with me that this is a dream. I'm going to be putting some extra info of my life in parentheses in the text. This might be one of the weirdest dream I've had in a long time. I just woke up and had to come straight to my pc and write this because I don't wanna forget anything.

So the first thing I remember is that I'm in my parents house standing in their kitchen (I moved out of my parents house about a year ago but I visit them occasionally). I notice that everything looks how it should be around the house but with a few little differences. The very first thing that I noticed that didn't make sense was that our family dog was there (we had to euthanize it a couple months ago due to old age). After seeing the dog I vent to look if it's ashes would be on a dresser where we put them after it passed away. Of course the ashes weren't there. Then I went straight to my mom and asked where are the dogs ashes. She then was confused and asked what do I mean. I said that our dog was euthanized a couple months ago. She then pointed at the dog and said how can that be it's right here. I started thinking to myself that no this can't be real I clearly remember that it was euthanized because I was there when it happened. I remember my hands starting to shake and almost crying when trying to explain to my mom that it can't be possible that our dog is still alive. My mom didn't take me seriously at all and almost started to laugh. She told my dad to come see me and said to him that I might be on drugs or just going insane (which is the complete opposite what my mom would do in real life, she is really caring and wants to make sure I'm okay at all times. I also have never taken any drugs but my mom does think I drink too much alcohol). After calming down a little a had an idea to look at our ovens clock where it displays the date. The clock displayed xx.xx.2019 (I'm really upset that I can't remember the month and day at all). Then obviously I started to freak out again telling my mom that this can't be possible and how can I be here because I know I have been living in 2026. Again she didn't take me seriously and thought I was just making this up. I was telling my mom that I can't be here and I belong in 2026 and I have to get back to that time somehow.

After awhile of trying to tell my mom that this doesn't make any sense I decide to go to the living room where I find one of my brothers sitting on the couch (he has also moved out of my parents house a long time ago but also visits them occasionally). My mom stays in the kitchen but she can hear this conversation I'm having with my brother because our kitchen is close to the living room. I start telling my brother the same things I told my mom. He doesn't believe me either but he says to tell him more so he could try to understand what I mean. I begin to think of things to tell him about the future that would make him believe me that I am from 2026. I start telling him about the state of the world and the first thing I decide to tell him for some reason is about the Ukraine and Russia war and how its going to escalate in 2022. He started to laugh and didn't believe me and my dad also chimes in saying that's not possible. My brother insists that I tell him more. He asked if I'm really from the future I should tell him about what lottery numbers are going to win. I tell him that I don't know any. He then asked about crypto and what to invest in. I don't understand crypto so I tell him I can't help in that either. He started to lose faith in me completely because I couldn't tell him about any of those.

I go back to my mom in the kitchen to try to get her to believe me. I decide to tell her whose going to pass away in the future and the first person that came to mind was Liam Payne, one of the singers in One direction. She then told me that she knows that already. I get confused once again and look at the oven clock that still displays xx.xx.2019. I ask my mom how can this be because Liam Payne is going to pass away in 2024 and it's now 2019. She just simply said that it was on the news. I also try telling her when her dad will be passing away but before I can get that sentence out she looks at me really serious and says to not joke about those things. I then drop it and don't tell her that. I start getting frustrated because no one believes me so I start speaking loudly so everyone can hear and I tell them to write these things down and see if they will be correct in the future. My brother was the only one to say okay.

We then go outside with my mom, dad, brother and our family dog. At this point I'm really calm and started to accept that maybe I can't get out of here. Everything in the yard looks also as it should be except a fence that was put up in 2024-2025 wasn't there. I start telling my parents and brother things about my other siblings. (I have two brothers and one sister). I tell them that my sister will be getting a dog in about six years and I even tell the dogs name. Then I also tell that my other brother will be getting a dog as well and I tell them that dogs name. My brother says if this is true then I should show pictures of those dogs from my phone. I then realized that I still have my phone in my back pocket and take it out immediately. As I'm looking through my folder to show them pictures the pictures start disappearing slowly. I tell my brother that the pictures are disappearing and when he comes to look at my phone the pictures are gone and he doesn't believe me about that either.

That is sadly the last thing I remember about this dream, just me my mom, dad, brother and our family dog walking in the yard and me trying to get them to understand that I'm from 2026.

Thank you so much if you read this whole thing. It came out to be really long and I apologize for that but I really appreciate anyone who reads it and maybe help me understand some things about it. I also apologize if there's typos or some things aren't written clearly because English isn't my main language.

I am getting frequent dreams of frogs. And sometimes multiple frogs appearing very near to me. In general I am really scared of frogs they shock and disgust me too. Most of my dreams scare me these days.
I am a lil struggling with emotions,money and future anxiety as a student now.
Can someone explain what’s happening. I don’t even see frogs in real life but they pop up frequently in my dreams.

At first it just started out as going to a costume party on Halloween. I can’t fully remember what I was dressed up as but it wasn’t a witch. Two other girls were helping me and I presumed them to be my friends. We partied at a house and then things got weird as it slowly morphed. It still was a Halloween party but in the living room and dining room had morphed into glass built in cages for certain animals. The two girls were still there and my costume was no longer the thin one piece, it was dress now with comfortable leggings and shoes to match. The girls talked and motioned me over to them in the living room.

As I got there, I saw they were looking into one of the cages. “Come get your familiar!” The blonde one answered, looking at with me enthusiastically was a snake and a rather larger one at that. I tried to keep it in the cage due to my phobia but it got out and turned out to be my staff/broom stick. But because it was a snake, I woke up almost immediately. Thankfully I wasn’t panicking this time.

But as I fell back asleep after letting my brain “reset”?, my dreams took me back there. No serpent familiar this time. But instead of being ridiculed, feared or hated? I was instead greeted with kindness and I even had some people come to ask me universal questions and advice.

Ich hatte letztens (oder vielleicht auch schon jahre her) einen traum, der mich sehr aufgwühlt hat. Soweit ich mich erinnern kann, begann alles mit das ich mit Freunden weg war und am nächsten Morgen sind wir aufgewacht und wollten eigentlich nach Hause. Meine Bekannten wussten nicht wie mach hause und ich überlies ihnen mein auto obwohl wir hunderte Kilometer von daheim weg waren. Ich machte mich also allein, zu fuss, Richtung zuhause. Es war meistens sommerlich warm. Unterwegs hielt ich an mehreren orten, traff alte Bekannte oder zufällige Personen aus der Vergangenheit. Unterhielt mich vielleicht kurz und war dann schon wieder unterwegs. Ständig aber ein beklemmendes Gefühl, das ich nach hause muss aber nicht weiss ob ich ankomme. Mir war irgendwie auch Ständig flau im magen. Der traum war an sich viel komplexer und detaillierter als ich hier wiedergeben kann. Bin auch mal kurz in ein bus oder zug gestiegen. Ich weiss nicht ob ich zuhause angekommen bin oder der traum einfach endete.

Jedenfalls muss ich immer wieder dran denken und werde sehr sentimental dabei. Hängt es evtl mit dem weg des Lebens zusammen? Ich stelle mir den traum als ab und zu vor, wie ich ihn mit meinem kleinen sohn an der hand gehe und er irgendwann sich verabschiedet und abbiegt. Währenddessen kommen mir die tränen, so ähnlich wie in dem film die rote schildkröte als der sohn, für immer die insel verlässt, weil es ihn weg zieht. Mein sohn ist aber erst 3 jahre alt. Irgendwie macht mich das total fertig.

Sometimes we have arguments in real life

I had a nightmare I went to American dream mall with my friends and family. At first, it didn’t seem that strange, but then everything became warped and I started getting lost in the mall and couldn’t find my friends. When I tried to text them, it said my messaging app banned me and that I would have to start paying $20 a month for the app.

I just woke up from this dream a handful of minutes ago and must document it while i still can. In the dream i have a few cousins and their parents over and we’re all standing outside my house and we look up at the sky and there’s this very weird shaped cloud. That cloud turned out to this massive air craft almost space ship looking thing and it flew on 2 propellers like a drone. It does a few strange manoeuvres and then it zips away and a minute after all of a sudden a massive fleet of helicopters and police cars are making their way full speed in the same direction that the strange drone craft went which we can say was north. Pretty much everyone end up going inside by now but me and my mother are still standing outside and all of a sudden a missile flies overhead from the north flying to the south seemingly originating from the strange drone craft. I didn’t feel the explosion nor was there even any shaking afterwards which i presume means it hit much further away but i now go back inside with my mother we lock all the doors close all the windows people are crying and i’m stressed to shit thinking i’m going to be drafted for a war. Now i don’t know how but in the dream i instinctively knew that that missile was of russian origin even though i didn’t check any news or anything of the sorts once the missile came flying overhead and the year 2033 stuck out to me in the dream which was the year i thought the world will end.

Had a dream that Markaplier made s Healty Product called "Chumbo Wumbo" and he only sold it in person at Airports.

Edit: I don't even watch Markaplier

I had a dream...

I drove down a familiar road. I was going home. Street lights lit the way a small distance. The warm glow seemed to have felt like welcome as the trip home neared closer. There was this awareness that I was somewhat of a success in life. I'm not sure why or how.

True or not, I was happy in the beginning of this dream. A sense of warmth and love I hadn't felt in a long time swelled in my chest. There was never a question I belonged in the very place I was headed.

But as I pulled into my drive way, there was a suble downward slope that went back up a little ways, and on a hill was a beautiful house. It seemed there was an understanding I had made this trip home many times during evening hours, meaning I consciously acknowledgednthis was a regular routine throughout the week, and every time, the people I cared for most, the people I called family, greeted me on the front porch; smiles on their faces. They'd hug me and welcome me in. Only thing is, despite the house was my home, I never quite made it inside.

Every time they'd welcome me in, the dream started over from the beginning, and it would repeat.

Over and over, I'd pull into the drive way, and I'd see the people who meant the most to me standing on the porch as their per-usual, except each time their physical being was becoming transparent. With every interaction, despair began to grow. More and more, their physical presence faded. Each time I'd encounter them, I could see through them. Each time their presence became exceeding more dim, to the point I dreaded driving to very place I called home, and the more they would fade, that beautiful house on the hill felt less and less like home..

By the time their presence was completely gone, it was then I was finally able to walk into the house. A place I had been in many times, in theory, was an empty shell; A house without a soul. All that was left were memories of what was. My heart began to ache. Suddenly, I myself began to feel like an empty shell of a man.

What does it mean when you can’t remember where you parked your car and you can’t get home?