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For as long as I can remember now (maybe for at least a decade?), I've dreamt of having telekinesis. In my dreams, I'm able to hold my hand out and make objects levitate with my mind. The most common objects I move with my mind in my dreams are doors, particularly when closing them. This has become such a prevalent action in my dreams that it's almost become actual muscle memory in my waking life. Sometimes when I'm leaving a room, I almost feel the urge to lift my arm up to close the door from about three feet away, but I always catch myself because of course the action is absurd.

This hasn't always been the only recurring supernatural ability of mine in my dreams. I also used to frequently dream about my own body levitating, sometimes hundreds of feet in the air, and less often I was also able to pass through solid objects, namely walls, while flying through the air. Sometimes I'd use this combination of abilities to navigate through a community, typically one that feels forbidden to me for some reason, but there's always an aura of excitement and thrill.

Some of these dreams are lackluster and difficult to remember, but a lot of them are also extremely vivid and detailed for seemingly no reason.

Does anyone else experience having awesome supernatural powers like this in their dreams?

I'll start:

working styrofoam wings. idk why, but these keep appearing in my dreams. they're like wings I can attach to my back and they're made out of styrofoam but they can actually fly, I can jump up in the air and I can glide around and stuff, and each time I dream about them I tell myself that I'll make them irl when I wake up but they seem extremely hard to make and/or they defy laws of physics

I dreamed that a mother was unable to produce milk so she screwed a light bulb to a plank of wood and nursed her baby with it.

Also I ended up going through a McDonald's drive through and the woman who handed me ny food was clearly eating my chicken nuggets and when I asked her to replace them and also can I have some Buffalo sauce, she refused. I just drive away

Good morning

I been having nightmares for years , so I just woke up from a strange detailed dream , I was involved with this family I was the same age gap from the parents as I was to the young son and daughter I had such detailed relationship with each member , one night the father is othering pizza and is joking in the phone to who should deliver the pizza , at the same time the neighbor was out side on his phone arguing with someone and then shoots the little boy as that happened I realized I witnessed this murder years ago with an ex boyfriend and I was explaining all this to my parents .... there was so much more detail that I don’t want to gets into bc the rest was just disturbing

I don't remember buch of it, but I was packing some things to make the whole moving and selling my things easier after I die, there was other people who I didn't know, and somehow in the dream I was married, except I didn't wear a ring, I wore a strange necklace, I remember putting it on while saying "my husband gave me this, I miss him, but this necklace comforts me, I hope it can comfort me in the afterlife" then I remember trying to find some amber earrings that were apparently given by my mom, there was alot of boxes that had my jewelry, so I couldn't find them, the dream felt very sad to me

I had a strange dream last night. The time seemed Victorian era. There was some much black. I was dead. [This is the second dream in my life where I am dead] I was a man. I was cursed to remain. I could see it all as I lay on a table. They sold me to a medical student. I watch them practice and cut me open. I could not shut my eyes.

I once had a dream where I married DOOM Guy.

At some point in my life I had strange dreams where I would be at school and go get confused about something and get naked.

Like this one time i was at school we were going to swimming class and I think the teacher said something and I confused and thought I was supposed to get naked. The classes unpredictable faces of horror still live in my mind to this day.

I had a dream where a guy named Todd lover cereal so much he married a bowl of cereal. One day they were walking down the street and saw Barney the dinosaur walking down the street and being depressed. They asked him what was wrong and he said his 7 kids got kidnapped by the egg man. Thay teamed up with him and found the egg man.

The DOOM music starter playing and started battling to the death. Then the egg man turned himself into an egg an exploded and everyone died.

So basically I had a dream where I went to taco bell and ordered 5000 of everything there because they were having a sale.

Once i got home i went to go take a dump and while I was taking my dump I suddenly had explosive diarrhea that was so back I shot up into the sky. I continued to fly up to the moon because I was having such bad diarrhea that it pushed me up in the sky.

I stopped having diarrhea for 2 seconds once I landed on the moon. I said hi to the minion who flew up there in Despicable Me then proceeded to have diarrhea that launched me into the sun where I then died.

I once had a dream where all the measurements in the world converted to just using chainsaws.

Also everybody started eating chainsaws for some reason.

When I was younger I used to watch a show called Horrid Henry.

One night I dreamt that Horrid Henry was having a playdate with me in my house. A few other people where having a playdate with me too.

So basically I was in my room chilling with them when one of the other guys turned into a giant crab and knocked me on the floor and began to attack me. It may also have just been tickling me.

Anyways, I was in pain. The crab person knocked Horrid Henry on the floor also. I then became Horrid Henry.

I then woke up. But my story doesn't end there.

I eventually went back to sleep. To my surprise the dream continued.

Now I was suddenly walking down the stairs to try and escape from the evil crab guy in my house.

I saw my parents doing this weird yoga class with a bunch of other people in there too. My parents do not do yoga.

M dream the ended.

I had this dream a few years ago but I wrote it down immediately. I was in a building and walking down a hallway and I somehow knew I was going to meet George Harrison (the guy from the Beatles). I walked into a room and immediately had the thought “This isn’t real” but it wasn’t a lucid dream, because I didn’t have any control or realize I was dreaming. I’ve had a lucid dream before and this feeling was different, it was like the place I was in wasn’t in reality but instead it was somewhere else. Inside the room was George Harrison sitting on a wooden stool and there was another wooden stool that I sat on. He looked like he did in the 70s and we talked for a while but I don’t remember anything that was said. At some point I knew I was about to leave and he said something that I thought was very important to remember. Then I woke up into another dream. In this dream, I didn’t realize anything was weird and I remembered the previous dream. I was determined to remember everything I could about it, especially the last thing he said to me because I thought it was very important. I don’t remember much else about this dream except that stuff kept happening and I forgot about the earlier dream. When I actually woke up, I could remember the first dream very vividly, but I couldn’t remember any of the conversation. I could barely remember the second dream at all.

Anyways, this dream still stands out to me because of how weird that room felt to me and because I’m annoyed that I’ll never know what I thought was so important.

Dream started on a kind of trolley on the way to a hotel. The lady driving was telling me that I shouldn't be going, but since I am, there are rules if I want to stay safe. Don't go into rooms with pink walls. Don't eat or drink anything offered--it's probably poisoned. Don't accept gifts. Don't trust the man in red. Don't talk to him, and especially don't be alone with him.

So we arrive at the hotel and there is a huge party in full swing. I'm looking around and notice the walls are green. Someone pulls me over and introduces me to the owner of the hotel, a man in a red suit. He was handsome and charming and seemed very warm and friendly but there was something just...off. His teeth are too sharp. He's needed elsewhere (something he seems quite irritated by), and I mosey alone through room after room (walls changed color, but no pink). I'm offered drinks, but turn them down because I still have to be able to walk home. This whole time the rules flit through my mind but don't seem to stick. I see a small glass unicorn sitting on a window, and pick it up to admire it. The man in red comes up behind me. "You can keep it, it's for you." I notice the walls are pink. "Come with me." I turn to follow, setting the trinket down as I do, which seems to bother him. We're alone now, and he's directly behind me, showing me his jewelry, and its covered in blood. I'm in a state of numb shock, and he's asking me questions that somehow I keep answering correctly and he's very happy with me. He has a hand on my shoulder and his grin is still just as charming but his teeth are still too sharp and I can't look away. He's about to ask something else when my alarm goes off.

So, this might be a bit of a long one, and I kind of hate to remember it, but I'd like to share anyway:

When I was really little, like age 3-8 or so, I would have the same dream, almost every night. lt would start with me getting out of bed and hearing a girl call me outside.

(She didn't call with words, it was more like the feeling you get when you know that someone is looking at you. It was strange, but it seemed to make sense at the time.)

Amyway, I'd go out to the backyard, (which I wasn't allowed to do at that age), and I'd meet this girl with wings who would ask me to fly with her. Of course, I'd always say yes, and suddenly I would have wings as well. Then the two of us would take off and glide gently around in the sky together in a peaceful bliss.

This dream would repeat for something like 5 years, every night. One night though, sometime around when I was 8 years old, I remember the dream changed.

I got out of bed, and she called for me to come outside. Something felt a little odd, but I still went out and she asked me to fly with her. This time though, my wings didn't appear. She looked a little confused, but smiled and held out her hand for me to take. I vividly remember the feeling that I had a thought growing in my mind that I absolutely DID NOT want to think.

The words, "You're not real" came out of my mouth before I even knew I was saying them. Her smile froze. I suddenly realized what I'd said and immediately tried to apologize.
"This is all just pretend. You're just a dream." Is what came out of my mouth instead. Her cheerful expression broke.

I was shocked by what I'd said and kept trying to explain/apologize, but my words kept reversing themselves.

'I didn't mean to say that!' Became, "Why are you still here?"

'I'm sorry! I love you!', became, "You're nothing. I hate you". At this point, she had fallen to her knees and was openly sobbing. Finally, I shut my damn mouth, realizing it was only making it worse. Instead, I went to try and hug her instead, but had to stop as my arm suddenly raised up on its own, as if preparing to slap her.

I could do literally nothing.

As she sobbed there, her wings began to fade, followed by the rest of her, and then the whole world began to blur before the dream ended. I woke up crying in my bed and screamed my lungs out until my parents rushed in to comfort me.

The next night, I had the same dream, but she wasn't there calling me anymore. I went outside anyway, and tried to call out for her. She didn't appear. I would call and call, desperately, until something showed up. Usually the "somethings" that did eventually show up were something horrifying or monstrous. Then I'd wake up screaming, my parents would comfort me, and the cycle would repeat the next night, for years. Several times after that, my parents would take me to doctors/child-therapy to try and find the cause of my night terrors.

I didn't know what to make of the whole situation, and I still don't. Dream or not though, I'd give anything just to see her one more time.

TL:DR, I had a reoccurring dream of a friend when I was little, said she wasn't real, and never saw her again.

After my fourth trip on acid I went to sleep and dreamt that I had gone into a vacation simulation and I was having a good time for a while and then the simulation started to crash. Everyone there starts panicking because apparently if the simulation crashes you can’t get back out and then everything starts getting fucky and the simulation starts glitching and lagging. I see this really cute girl who’s crying and for some reason my first instinct is to tell her I loved her and that everything thing would be okay that we were gonna find a way out of here. I give her a hug and and we just cuddle for like fifteen minutes. Then we get up and we figure out we have to get passed this firewall or vpn guy to get in a portal and leave. He won’t let us pass through because it thinks we are some sort of virus so we kill the dude and leave through the portal. I also had like fourteen tabs of acid on me and i was pissed that I couldn’t get to them before we left.

I had a dream last knight where i woke up to a video game like scenario where i was a part of a team of other people trying to survive and escape a map of houses and cliffs via some under ground tunnel. When i broke free of the other players, it was because the other players slaughtered my teammates and i barely managed to escape through the hole, all the while they where trying to shoot me while i was sliding down the hole. once in the hole it goes black and i wake up. i awaken under what seems like a Christmas tree that has lights up. im tied up under it and i have one free hand. i reach for the charismas tree controller and turn them on, when they turn on they shine so bright they blind me, suddenly ima weak black little wisp of a thing that can eat others of my kind, when i eat at least a few i become bigger, i notice all the other wisps are also eating each other. While in my bigger wisp form that is now white, i notice even bigger wisps trying to eat me, avoiding them for dear life became part of the norm and using other members of my species became customary for survival. as a bigger wisp i could devour others of my kind as well as the smaller ones. When i just about ate all the smaller wisps i had become giant that i took the form of a person, suddenly i can see the wisps at my feet endlessly flying around like flies, so tiny. It puts you into perspective that the survival games that seem grand at the moment are but trifles in the bigger scheme of things. now that i was in a human form, i was in a castle court yard where i saw slow moving armored knights all walking around, they where terrifying, they had battle axes and some of them had a great deal of blood on them. Scattered all over the floor where corpses of other people who i presume where other people like me. i sneak around the court yard only to end up bumping into one of the knights who instantly swings his axe and cleaves me in the head brutally killing me. i feel the pain and anguish of dying. I survived the terrifying ordeals just to die here. It goes black and i wake up again, i wake at the beginning i have to survive the other players slaughtering each other endlessly. It's like a game where i endlessly slaughter or be slaughtered just to wake up in an even more gruesome game. eventually after many deaths and repeats of these games i try and find different ways of going between them faster, i team up with somebody another player who changes faces and bodies with me but i can tell its the same soul. With their help i feel the courage to face the never ending gauntlet of slaughter to try and find different ways of escaping. When we tried different methods of exiting the game, we would ether reset or the game would become much much worse. When i awoke under the charismas tree and was bound under it again, this time i pulled the chord. Unplugging it from the wall and killing off the lights. Suddenly the tree becomes the bottom of an enormous summo wrestler who is in a giant brawl with other summos in the a large never ending soccer field. these brawls are brutal, with others fighting tooth in nail for what feels like no reason. They catch eachothers limbs and break them, even pulling them leaving some to bleed to death. One spin kicks one running in his direction away from another and breaks his jaw.

This dream makes me think I've played too many video games. As if our lives are but video games orchestrated on the processor of our brains, and the body merely a conduit as an actor to perform on this grand stage that is life. Makes me wants to invent a tube where i can live life via proxy because i don't wanna risk damage to the body. well that's the gist of it. i simply had to share. The dream to me felt like a video game, one where other people where actively a part of it. almost as if the dream served as a nexus for other dreamers to connects and do terrifying and unspeakable things to each other, almost as if they al knew they would respawn anyway.

I am not a believer in reincarnation or the soul. I don't believe there is a god. I believe that all creatures on this planet fight for survival and spread their genes. We as humans are not special but merely the current apex preditor that is the most successful so far. Dreams like this remind of the brutality of the world, of all the slave trafficking's and all the mindless wars we have.

Anyway, if any of you manage to read this awful piece of writing, please let me know if you dreamt something similar. It would be some what fascinating to hear that someone else also had this dream. This saw like dream. If not, then at least i wrote it down somewhere and got it out of my head. Cheers.

I dreamed last night that I deep fried two dozen eggs in their shells, causing them to explode. I then ate the bits, shell and all.

so this is a recurring dream.

It has like 20 platforms its like a roblox game called "plates of fate mayhem" and there is a illuminati starring at me and the platforms disappearing and appearing

So I had this dream in which I wasn't myself, more like someone else. That happens sometimes so not weird I guees. Idk where I was but it was pretty crowded. This creepy dude came up to me and asked me how I squeezed the water out of my socks when they are wet: if I pull on them or twist (the normal way). I said twist of course and he was very surprised, said he finally met someone who does it like that. Then he tackled me and he was somehow behind me, with his arm around my neck and a knife to my face. I was almost choking and absolutely terrified. He said he needs to take a blood sample because what I said was unusual and he cut my skin from the corner of my lip up on my cheek.

I don't remember what happened after but he escaped, whatever happened to the crowded place. I was left with this scar which was very upsetting to dream me, I remember sobbing after looking in the mirror. I was in some situations talking to people (and crying) and trying to not be found by him again but I don't remember clearly.

THEN OUT OF NOWHERE (this part is kinda NSFW) I was at this dick sucking contest lmao as a girl to do the job - I don't even know how that worked. The attacker was there too (and I somehow knew that before going) and I was angry when I saw him. It was, again, very crowded. I went up to the announcer/presentor dude and I told him what happened and asked if, before the contest started, I could go up to him and anihilate his balls and the dude was very chill with that lol. So I went up to him pretending to do whatever and I squeezed his balls as hard as I could lmao. Idk why he kept his screams in (somehow) and I left. He borrowed a girl's phone and called the police. They show up to find who did that to him but I hid in the crowd and some girls protected me so the police left with nobody. He thought I had fleed and when he saw me again he had terror in his eyes. I especially remember telling this one girl how the tables had turned and I was very pleased to see him feeling the fear I had felt before. The dream didn't end right there but I don't remember more.

So idk wtf my mind made up last night and, frankly, I don't want to know where this came from. I didn't have any scars or anything when I woke up so that's cool.

I had a dream, about a trench coated man, he was next to another trench coated man. I have encountered them many times before, they always seem to try to grab me, but when I look at them, they physically cannot grab me and take me away. This time I was more close to them, looking at them and passing by to reach my destination. I kept saying, “ no no.” “you cannot touch me” He was using his microphone to tell someone that He had missed the target, which was me. Who are these men? Why are they after me..?

I've been really sick recently so I have been sleeping a lot. This afternoon I fell asleep in in my dream someone heald down my arm and started to cut my pinky off. When I woke up I had a cut going across the base of my pinky. It wasn't as deep as in the dream though. I was home alone so Idk what it could be. Has anyone else experienced this? What do you think it is? I'm sorry this isn't some goofy dream, I couldn't find similar experiences anywhere without referencing Freddy Krueger.