Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?

My throbbing head at 3AM told me I'm gonna have a vivid nightmare. Now, I'm conflicted because I threw cheese out of the refrigerator yesterday, but it was still in there this morning. Is throwing out cheese my brain's idea of a vivid nightmare...?
 
After coming home from a 24-hour shift, I had one of the most vivid dreams of my life. I saw my late granduncle standing in a room, speaking in a slow, reflective manner with the serious look that he used to have. His passing never affected me too harshly but in the dream, I was crying relentlessly. This scene was repeated three times, as if it was a rehearsal for a play. Each time the crying was heartfelt and “real”. Between those repetitions were scenes of snowy mountains and evil neighbors causing trouble. I think these neighbors symbolised Russians as their increasingly threatening presence incited a similar hatred in me that Russian occupants might do in Ukrainians. After the last scene with my granduncle, I was walking inside a house with the sun peeking in through the windows, and there were different dusty objects lying around, like sweet childhood memories, but neither the house nor the objects were entirely familiar. Finally, I heard scratching behind a door and saw through its glass panes an eerie humanoid creature with many limbs. This sleep paralysis demon made me struggle to wake up and wonder what the hell I had just seen. A very thought-evoking, emotional dream.
 
I was walking in the street where my friend lives. On the right sidewalk there were some huge squids/eels, they were semi-transparent. In front of me there was a big crocodile with a tophat. He was just standing there but I knew he's having a staring contest with another croc behind me. On the other sidewalk there was a jaguar roaming about.

Then I began to walk home and I was walking through a mall just outside the neighborhood with another friend. He told me there was a new shawarma place and that it's the best shawarma he's eaten. The mall didn't make sense geometrically but when we got there I saw I already ate there.

Then I'm back with that same friend continuing to walk home from the street in the beginning (one street away). The jaguar followed us, and we were making rapid movements that excited it, like how you'd excite a dog. It was kind of frightening but we knew nothing would happen.

Eventually we reached home and there was a whole battle between 5 of us and the jaguar. It wasn't really a battle, it was more us harassing it. It kept making moves as if it's preparing to attack, but never did, and we knew it won't attack. I was getting hesitant about attacking, but shortly after that the jaguar decided it's had enough and told us he's going to target me specifically. So we continued.

I'm not sure if the jaguar died at the end, but in the aftermath I was back in my friend's street and tophat-crocodile was still there in his staring contest.
 
The dream I had was longer but I can´t remember the first part, only the end! I was on the floor in some building and looking out the window.
There was a strangely shaped cloud, more vertical and quite dark and its center was black and moving. Then I noticed stained glass windows in all kinds of colours and the cloud moved slowly downwards. It transformed into a cathedral and softly landed without making any sound, next to the building where I was still lying on the floor. I stood up and walked to the next room to look outside a big window and 4 female alien figures with red claylike skin and sad eyes stare at me. Then I woke up.
 
I dreamed I could sing like Freddie Mercury and play guitar like Slash, and I performed at some Idol-like casting show and was about to win, but decided to play a free gig for my fans instead.
 
Last night I dreamed that my Venus Flytrap swallowed a bat - in one of its tiniest traps that had already started to go black. The bat did its best to escape but to no avail. Meanwhile I had problems of my own, trying to stop ... something ... escaping from the attic into the room: I live in a ground floor flat, I don't have an attic :nuts:

Now, do I blame Ozzy, or Sharon ... :blink:
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The other day I had a conversation with some people here about Meat Loaf. So I ended up dreaming I was going to a highly exclusive Meat Loaf gig in some fancy hotel. Everyone was having a great pre-gig time, then the Loaf himself came in took some photos and went to his room to prepare for the show.

The it suddenly hit me, and I asked the guy next to me: "Hold on, isn't Meat Loaf dead? Didn't he die a few years ago?"

The guy next to me said: "He did. Also, we're in Lebanon. Please get me a glass of wine and I'll explain to you how this makes sense."

I got that wine, but then I woke up, ffs.
 
Perun said:
The other day I had a conversation with some people here about Meat Loaf. So I ended up dreaming I was going to a highly exclusive Meat Loaf gig in some fancy hotel. Everyone was having a great pre-gig time, then the Loaf himself came in took some photos and went to his room to prepare for the show.

The it suddenly hit me, and I asked the guy next to me: "Hold on, isn't Meat Loaf dead? Didn't he die a few years ago?"

The guy next to me said: "He did. Also, we're in Lebanon. Please get me a glass of wine and I'll explain to you how this makes sense."

I got that wine, but then I woke up, ffs.
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When your mind spins you a dream which it is unable to resolve satisfactorily it wakes you up to save itself from snapping, I'm sure of it ...
 
Black Abyss Babe said:
When your mind spins you a dream which it is unable to resolve satisfactorily it wakes you up to save itself from snapping, I'm sure of it ...
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I definitely prefer that explanation to the thought that somewhere in my subconscious, there is an answer that I will never know.
 
I had a really nice dream this weekend which of course means it's terrible news. I was out to dinner with my piano teacher (20 year old young lady) and we shared a passionate kiss. She got up an said, "I'll start heading to the car," "Sure, I'll just pay and catch up." I pay, leave the restaurant and as I'm catching up to her she stretches out her hand behind her for me to hold, I reach out, but before we hold hands I wake up. I woke up Feeling VERY happy, and IMMEDIATELY felt like crap. I laid in bed and thought, "fuck, I'm falling for my piano teacher.... this can't happen."
 
I dreamt they played a Rush song at my working place. Although the song itself doesn't exist I knew in the dream it was the closing track of Presto but actually the intro was similar to Second Nature from Hold Your Fire. The song featured a female opera singer and got real funky near the end.
 
I dreamt that two hot MILFs were flirting with me. Why couldn’t that have been real?

Jokes aside, I’ve had a crazy amount of very vivid dreams lately. All kinds of things, and very believable in the way my mind portrays people.
 
Onhell said:

I had this dream last week, but finally had some time to sit down and retell it. You'll notice the spoiler tags, that's because this dream is a bit of a sequel. It's about the same person. Didn't notice when I wrote the original post, but the dream itself was from about 11 years ago.

At any rate, the details from this last dream are lost to me and it upsets me. I can't recall dreams the way I used to, but I do remember the key points and more importantly how I felt.

I was staying somewhere, a hotel, friend's house, no matter. Point is, my ex was there too, the one from the dream in spoilers. We were mutually happy to see each other. We caught up and talked like no time had gone by. We reconnected in a sort of way, nothing physical. In my opinion more personal and intimate, we shared a past, and we just got each other. We shared a room. Old fears crept up as I remember telling her, "Please don't leave," and her smiling at how ridiculous that'd be. We laughed about it. At another point I went into the bathroom and she stepped out all soapy and invited me to shower with her.

It was all SO vivid... In that moment, I was with her. Again, I don't remember details, but it felt like a last hoorah. A goodbye. When I woke up at peace and as though I could FINALLY move on. I know it sounds pathetic, but she really marked me. A few nights ago I told my sister the abridge version of the story and it still took an hour. I feel good, at peace, as though I got my wish of seeing her one last time.
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She visited me again last night. Can't really say I dreamed with her again, because as the other dreams before it felt very real, it was her, her voice, diction, vocabulary, etc. Even after all these years my mind (my soul?) remembers her to a "t". Once again hung out, talked about the past, but this time, what I remember most, she spoke about her emotional/mental instability and how it made it difficult to maintain relationships and she said "...and poor you, THINKING you loved me..." A tad hurt I said "I DID love you," "and what did that get you? Someone who couldn't be there..." Aside from that odd exchange, it was a light-hearted, pleasant dream. I don't expect a friend request from her any time soon lol, but it was nice to visit again.
 
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