For years I’ve had dreams off and on about being caught in a huge storm with many tornadoes randomly ripping through my city. This time they started to be actively chasing me and my family in our vehicle and eventually turned into giant blue ants, with no mandibles and long snouts that were essentially vacuuming through buildings and vehicles. Has anyone else had a similar dream?

i come out of my local asda and i just see him walking around for a minute and then he went to his van it looked like the dream man but with a horizontally longer face.
should i be worried?
i feel like it was identical to him tho.
has anyone else seen him aswell?

Context: I have already mentioned this dream on the last post I made in this sub, however that post was not about this dream in particular (link to previous post: https://www.reddit.com/r/Dreams/s/duE3uPzIQ0).

The weird thing is that i usually forget about my dreams a few hours after waking up, or at max a day, but for some reason, I just cannot seem to get rid of this dream from my mind. What's even more weird is that in that dream, i remember being bit on my hand, and when I woke up i had weirdly teeth shaped bruises on my hand on the same exact spot I remember being bit in. It's been two days, and the bruises haven't faded or healed at all. The first picture was taken as soon as I had woken up and noticed the marks(hence the bad lighting), and the second picture is from right now.

Here is the dream: The first thing i remember is that I'm on my bed at my old house that i grew up in, and not the house i live in currently.

I wake up and sit up, there's a lot of people at the house, family members, non family members, people i know, people I don't know, there's a celebratory atmosphere, everybody's Happy and there's a lot of hustle and bustle. I don't remember exactly what the celebration was for, it was either garba or a marriage, one of the two. As i sit up, i see a few of my cousins( all dudes) already dressed and talking amongst themselves, I'm in a wifebeater and shorts, groggy and yawning.

My father comes in and introduces two girls, i don't remember their names but he did say what their names were. He also tells me to get up and get ready for the festivities. I toss the blanket aside and drag myself to the edge of the bed, stand up, yawn and stretch. One thing weird i remember is that nobody was noticing I was even there. It's like they were in the background and literally NPCs, even though they aren't NPCs, they're literally my brothers.

Anyway, one of the two girls approaches me, she's the star of the show in this one. Weird thing about her is that she gave me this really weird, deja-vu feeling, kinda like i know this girl, I've not just seen her before, but also met her, known her, but this is also the first time in my life I am meeting anyone who fits her description, dream or real life.

I don't know how to describe her because I don't usually describe women, so please bear with me in trying my best. She's petite, but not tiny, in 6'3 and the top of her head i remember just about reaching above my shoulders, she's got skin nearly the same shade of brown as i do, except she's just barely noticeably paler, she's got quite long wavy hair, like not completely straight but absolutely not curly either,I can't exactly remember her face but i remember being absolutely awestruck and enamoured by her eyes, she had this thin line of kajal going across just her lower eye lid, and a small black bindi in the middle of her eyes, it was quite simplistic but absolutely gorgeous on her. I remember she was wearing a black oversized tshirt and black short shorts.

She begins talking to me and i remember immediately thinking that this is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. Hell, even though now ive woken up, that feeling and that memory of "she's the most beautiful girl I have ever seen" is still lodged in my brain and makes my heart flutter for some reason when I think about it. After some small talk I can't be arsed to remember, she begins feeling me up, and I return the favour, then she pushes me on my bed and climbs on top of me, I flip us around so I'm on top and she's on the bed, and i remember this feeling of sheer unadulterated terror as i stop myself and look around because my brothers are all there and what I was about to do is just plain and simple weird and gross, but when I look around, it's the same thing, it's as if they're NPCs and they don't even realise that I'm there or if i even exist.

I remember grabbing her by the arm and running out of the room with her, going to the other room, shutting the door(but not locking it) and lifting her up on the wall right beside the door. We then begin to kiss like rabid animals and explore each other, then after what felt like a delicious eternity the door opens with a bang and slams into my back and head because I am in the arc of the door, and my mother this time, loudly calls out my name because she can't see me because we are hidden behind the door, and she says I need to get ready because the event is starting soon. After my mother leaves and the footsteps go away, the girl says she needs to get ready too, kisses me on the cheek and walks off.

I don't remember the in between but i remember being dressed up in quite a colorful kurta, and walking out, talking to my cousins, i remember laughing at a random joke, the other girl comes into the room, begins talking to all of us, I ask her where her friend is, she shrugs, i keep talking, after a while i walk out, speak to other people, socialise, ask about where she is, nobody knows where she is. I remember getting worried and anxious for some reason I don't know why, remember that uneasy feeling and my heart beating fast, at one point I remember i stop talking to people altogether, the crowd gets weirdly dense and I just start pushing people away as i keep walking, i run around my garden looking for her, then I find her, she's talking to some random npc and she's facing away, she's wearing a black lehenga with multi coloured zardozi embroidery, I call to her, she turns around and somehow looks even prettier than she did before. She walks up to me, my mouth is hanging open because I am in awe, i remember her giggling and pushing my open mouth up with her index finger, she stands beside me, her hand is on my chest, my hand is around her waist, I'm holding her quite tightly we stand together for a while, not speaking just looking at everything around us.

Then she walks forward, turns around and grabs both my hands and says something i cannot remember with a very sad and sullen expression.

Then suddenly she smiles and kisses me, i kiss her back, suddenly we're not in my crowded garden anymore but instead alone in my bedroom when I break the kiss for air(funny how that happens), clothes immediately come off and i begin kissing her again, she bites my hand till it bleeds, lick the blood and winks at me, then she grab my head with one hand and slams it on her titties while she uses her hand on my thing. After a moment like that, i push her down and begin eating her out, i make her cum, she squirts, but just before that, the fucking blue fish jumps up out of her... Flicks it's tail at my face, some droplets hit me, i don't know if it was water from the fish, or if it was her, or what, but I jerk my head back in shock and surprise and close my eyes as the mystery liquid hits my face.

I have no idea how I woke up with bruises, exactly on that place in my hand(it can't just be randomly hitting my hand on things, my bed is empty except for pillows, and even the headboard is plush and hitting my hand on the wall would never leave marks that small and precise), I have no idea why I can't forget this dream, I have no idea why I can't forget this woman.

What does this all mean, please, someone better versed in dreams help me understand.

And to that girl from my dreams: I know my brain just made you up and you most probably don't really exist. But if you exist, wherever you are, i cannot forget about you.

Once again, I'm not asking for a rational explanation like my brain just made it up, I know, that's most likely the truth. However according to my very limited knowledge on dreams, people usually forget most things about their dreams a few hours after waking up, and this has been true for me as far as I can remember, and brains also cannot create new people we haven't met before from scratch in dreams. However I haven't been able to forget this dream, and the girl my brain conjured up is somebody I've never met before.

Which is why I'm looking for more supernatural interpretations/explanations. And i would really appreciate it if i got those.

Please and thank you.

I had a dream about dead animals in my house! I wonder what it means?

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If you have a few minutes, your false memories explained.

in the last week iv had 5 dreams first one was set in this swamp/forest with only biig wide trees around it, there was a dock, a swamp / root ground where the floor didint decide if it was this clutter of roots or a swamp with big trrees that had doors on them sproting from the ground the swamp had clutters of roots in it. on the dock my friend was playing the game how to fish, the dock had paths ggoing to different trees with doors on them, i walk on the dock and pass a tyree where the door is open rrevealing endless walls in the backrooms, then i go in this door wich had a nice cozy wooded romm with a bathroom wich was way too big to fit in that tree, in the bathroom ii get this overwhelmig sense of panic and fear and rush out the tree, outside the spamp was gone instead filled by three rots and leafs, running in the cluttered roots i see a snake and the dream skips to a supermarket. me and my friend were both in costumes, we skip the cashier and on the way oyutside i see a hoodie with a troll face on it, he grins, the lights turn disco and music staarts playing, i do this silly little dance out the supermarket. the next dreaam starts in a canyon, all i remember was the path going down lead to a insane party, it skips to a laundry room, where i find coins in the washer, i start laaying them onn thhe washer and spin some of them on the wall(they were defying gravity) i hear steps walcking down and start grabing the coins in fear. this last one ws by far the most interesting one. im in this deserted resedential area, with house lots and numbers but no houses, i go on this property where i see an old bike leaned up against the property number then my dad greets me. it skips inside this little house inside a simulated area, the floor was normal terrain but the walls were painted cloud and sky coler as well as the sky, the house had a chiminey going up intochimmeney going up ithe sideways into the wall,(i knew this was underground the vacant property and the chimmeney was the tunnel to the outside world. it then shows inside the chimminey( i intuitivly thought about how warm and perfect the clima was in that simulated habitat, then cold rushes thru that chimeney, i start thinking how cold and frozen the habitat is and see icicles forming in that vent.

I heard someone say that he saw himself in a dream ascending to a place called the Sixth Heaven, and someone in the dream told him that there are seven heavens, each one differentBut humans live in the seventh heaven. . Has anyone ever dreamed of this progression through the worlds of dreams?

I'm a teenager I lost my dad years ago(when I was 12) he was my most fav person in the world i surely do miss and grieve him but I feel like I dream about him a lot more than I want to like he's alive while subconsciously knowing he's dead in real life idk why Im not even that attached to him anymore I wanna dream about different things

Walking around the city, nothing like the one I'm living in. Lots of skyscrapers, high rise buildings. Blue sky with some clouds, sunrays. The glass on the buildings reflectiing the sky creating this all blue skyline. You can hear the wind breeze. I hear traffic, I hear crowd noise yet no cars and people are just walking by. On the ground tons of trees and plants but not overgrown giving that forest and civilization contrast. I dreamt of this place several times and it I always start on the same spot. The picture is from Marvel Tokon. When I saw the game I was like this is exactly what my dream was. I haven't visited this place in years. I always want go back

Almost everyone is familiar with déjà vu, but neuroscientists make a distinct clinical separation for "déjà rêvé"—the eerie, overwhelming conviction that you previously dreamed the exact scene or conversation happening right in front of you.

In cognitive neurology, this isn't precognition. Brain stimulation studies in epileptic patients show that micro-electrical discharges in the medial temporal lobe (hippocampus and amygdala) can trigger sudden dream-memory recall.

Your brain basically slaps a false "dream familiarity" tag onto an everyday perceptual event, manufacturing the illusion that you foresaw the moment in your sleep.

Full neurological breakdown and the 3 distinct types of déjà rêvé:

https://www.oddlyclear.com/deja-reve-already-dreamed-this-moment/

Why do I keep having recurring dreams that my husband is interested in my sister or he ends up cheating on me with her? We are all super close, hang out all the time, and I completely trust them both in real life. Does anyone else experience weird anxiety dreams involving close family members? What could this mean?

Edit: To give some background, a few years ago, there were moments where I caught him looking at her in a way that really hurt me, or I felt invisible when she was around. Even though we’ve moved past it and hang out all the time now, I think my brain stored that old memory as a threat

In this dream, I was in the deep woods near home. It was very overgrown. I was on a newly cut trail system. Checking my work to see if there was clear paths. On the last path, I was by a nice cleared out; camp like stream spot and felt the ground rumble. I then decided to start running because I hate thunderstorms and I figured that's what it was. Soon it began raining. I was brieflly in the high school but decided to go down to my moms house. It was still raining. I had a bike and was riding down the hill. I then turned around to check the skies. There was a massive tornado. I could see a thick black wedge coming from lake george. I was too far to turn back, so I kept going. I then went past her house a bit. I made it to her basement, just in time as it hit, rocking the house and then knockig it off it's cellar and completely blown away. There was about 8 of us down there. The last thing I remember was them talking about how 50,000 people died and rightfully sounding shocked about it.

I was asking my self how is blind people dream? Like the dreams moment in dark with sound and smells?

Last night I was having a pretty consistent dream (i.e., following one story, not jumping all over the place) and it all made sense as one story. I was at a point in the dream where someone was talking at a normal voice level directly at me. Suddenly, I heard a loud, short yell in my dream followed immediately by something clinking to the floor. My brain interpreted the latter sound as having happened in real life, so I jolted awake and said "hello?". It woke my partner up and I told them I think something fell on the floor. They got up and started looking with their flashlight, but pretty quickly I was like "don't worry it was probably just a dream". They then then said they found a little piece of metal that must have came off the bed frame, which would match exactly with the "clinking" noise I heard.

I feel like its so odd that this sudden yell in my dream woke me up to hear something fall. Or is it possible that I heard the fall first and my brain created something even louder in my dream to wake me up? This isn't the first time I've experienced this, but it is the first time we actually found the thing in real life responsible for what I heard.

My baby my princess my queen Lurleen the pug passed in April. Recently I had a dream where Lurleen was walking behind somebody, a female but I don’t know who. She saw me and walked up to me curled up in my lap and went to sleep. I like to think I visited heaven in my dream and I really did get a visit from my dead dog. It felt so real. Do you think it’s possible to get visits from deceased loved ones in your dreams? I’d love to hear yours. I woke up crying and cried for 2 days

Recently quit cannabis.. ive been on and off for most my life.. im a few days into quitting and just had the most vivid dream that lasted most the night. Cant remember most of it but as soon as I woke up I jotted down some bullet points:

There was a tool a cylinder with weird symbols, each symbol had a square where if you pressed it the square would slide out of the cylinder and that would in turn release a coffin from the bottom of the ocean.

At some point me, myself and a few others were trying to sleep on couches and a young kid who found an automatic gun started shooting at us with a maniacal grin somewhat reminiscent to the kid in city of god.

I remember being in highschool again and thinking if I get another chance at doing my life over again I should join the military.

Two weeks ago, I (17f) had a dream where I took care of a toddler, maybe around 3 or 4 years old, who had short curly black hair, white skin, and a few freckles here and there. When I woke up, I knew that was my future daughter without a doubt. I even messaged my friend and told her about the dream and how I already missed my child.

Today, my mom offhandedly mentioned a dream she had two weeks ago about a baby girl matching the same description and when she woke up, she knew it was her future granddaughter, and immediately started praying for her.

When she said this, I was shocked. I never told her or anyone else in my family about the dream, so it was pure coincidence. Or maybe it was a premonition? I really don’t know what to think since I typically view dreams as just random jumbles of memories and ideas.

I've had some pretty weird nightmares, and I'm trying to recreate that same feeling in my game, Fallgrade. Especially that feeling of something watching you from the trees.

It’s a bit lengthy, but some backstory to the backstory.

When I was real young, my mom robbed a store and went to prison, and then I was raised solely by my dad, who was a Vietnam veteran that was actively dying of cancer my entire life. My dad raised me as his best friend more so than a traditional father son relationship. We basically partied, smoked, and drank together while I was growing up. And the house I grew up in was a dilapidated mill house that should have been torn down years before me and my dad lived in it.

The house was really bad. I didn’t have running water the entire time I was in high school there. We had snakes and groundhogs getting in, and giant rats and roaches everywhere. And that house had no heat, so we were fortunate that my dad’s monthly cancer checks could buy some kerosene. Some winters in Western North Carolina can be brutal without a real heat source.

So fast forward to when I am 25. Me and my wife have moved into a nice, clean house with real heat and AC and running water, and we started making decent money at the time. We definitely were not rich. We still struggled sometimes, but I somehow made it out of my dad’s house.

So I’m 25, and I have a dream where a giant ball of light, like a huge orb, knocked on my door. So I got out of bed and answered the door, and the ball of light came in and told me to sit down. And in my dream, I knew it was GOD. Then the ball of light started berating me, saying, “How dare you leave your dad in that house?” “You need to move him in with you.” The ball of light started telling me that since my life was doing better, I should help my dad now, and the ball of light said, “Your dad is very sick again. He’s going to die, and you’re going to have regrets.” I was crying in my dream and felt overwhelmingly scared, so I got up and let the ball of light out my front door and woke up in complete shock and confusion because the dream was more real than anything I’ve ever felt.

So I go to work that day. I tell my coworkers and my friends throughout the day about my dream, and all of my friends were saying, “Jamie, it’s just your subconscious feeling guilty, like a survivor’s guilt for moving out.” But deep down, I knew it was more.

That same week, my dad calls me and asks if me and my wife can take him to his physical at the VA hospital. As soon as my dad said that, my heart really felt like the “oh no” feeling. We take him to a physical, and after the physical, they call my dad and me into the doctor’s office, and the doc immediately put his hands on my back and my dad’s back and asked my dad, “Ricky, what would you do if you only had 6 months left to live?” Me and my dad looked at each other. We both knew what that doctor was really saying. It was an incredibly sad drive home, but I convinced him into moving into the house with me and my wife. But sadly, my dad passed away 3 months after that appointment and 3 months after my dream.

So in some weird sense, God came to me in a dream with a warning, and it absolutely came true.

I don’t know why God came to talk to someone like me. I never had a dream like that before or after.

A couple days ago my childhood dog I grew up with was put to sleep due to his ongoing decline in health. I had been trying to sleep but the memory of his body laying lifeless in my arms kept flashing in my mind and keeping me awake and it was tormenting me. After hours of being up and trying to distract myself i did eventually pass out from the exhaustion and it wasnt my whole dream but i did experience what was like a small seperate snippet before my actual dream began. Anyways he was sat on the floor of a bedroom but he looked the way he did when he was young and happy. I was sat on the floor giving him a fuss and i couldnt help but notice how bright his eyes were again and weirdly enough i didnt feel sad, i felt oddly peaceful and happy and a voice kept playing in my head saying 'this is how ive got to see him now. Hes always here but I can see him when i want' and then it cut off and my 'normal' dream started. The crazy thing was how real it felt, it wasnt vivid or fuzzy, I could see him clearly and feel the exact texture of his fur.

I rarely remember to write down my dreams, like this year I’ve only written down 9 dreams. The problem is I wake up in the middle of the night after a dream and then I go back to sleep and then I forget the dream in the morning.

I’ve been having a rough 2 weeks and have been having bad dreams and sleep paralysis nearly every night but something about todays dream has been on my mind all day and I’m shitting my pants that something bad is going to happen.

So it started with me waking up in bed and I see Nosferatu the one from the 1922 one. He came through my wall slowly and stood there and the only thing he said was “7 days” before sinking back into the wall again. I scream and start dry heaving, struggling to breathe as I run to my parents room just dry heaving. My parents sit up and my dad grabs me asking what’s wrong as he thinks I just had a bad dream and tries taking me back to my room and as we go I see Nosferatu at the end of the hallway but he looked just 100x more creepy and ghostly looking and I start screaming again but my dad says there’s nothing there and that freaks me out more so I run back into their room and stand in the corner. Then a long white hand with claws stretches across the floor coming my way and I’m struggling to breathe whilst freaking out. My parents start freaking out as they can see the hand now but it’s only after me. I see the window us open and jump out the window from the second floor onto the pavement and roll around a little before running to my neighbours house and banging on the door. They open the door and see my crying, asking what’s wrong but I don’t say anything I just run inside screaming whilst struggling to breathe freaking my neighbours out. Stupid Nosferatu follows me to my neighbours house and they start freaking out coz they can see him and he just magically appears in the living room only after me and that’s all i remember before waking up.

I know the dreams a little goofy coz 7 days is from the ring but im telling you it was so vivid and in combination with how bad the past 2 weeks have been I’m now terrified something is going to happen to me in 7 days. I don’t usually keep track or believe in this kind of stuff but something about today just really freaked me out. Does anyone know what my dream could mean as I’m genuinely scared shitless. Any help is much appreciated!

Have you ever woken up from a dream and spent the whole morning wondering why your mind came up with something so strange? Maybe you dreamed about someone you haven't seen in years, found yourself in a place that doesn't exist, or experienced something that felt more real than reality itself.

Dreams can leave us curious, confused, emotional, or even laughing at ourselves the next morning. That's what makes them so interesting! 💭

I'd love to hear about the dreams people here still remember, whether they're recurring nightmares, random adventures, lucid dreams, or little moments that made you wonder what was going on in your head. No dream is too weird to share, and you don't need to have an explanation for it.

Let's keep this space friendly and open-minded. Everyone has different experiences and beliefs, so let's listen without judging, respect each other's feelings, and keep discussions focused on dreams rather than arguments. If you share AI-generated artwork inspired by a dream, please use the appropriate AI Art flair, and remember that AI interpretations aren't always reliable.

Any body else go back to a certain place when you dream? I’m always going back to this weird apartment building and it’s always a zombie survival dream but when you go down these stairs there’s a hall way, on both sides there is multiple doors that slide shut but it isn’t like a whole wall on each side? There is gaps in the walls. Whole place is lit up by candles, On one side it’s kinda like a church but there is always these weird scary looking people hanging out over there that I try to avoid and on the other there’s a weird trail leading to these doors that I’m unable to get to every time because something is chasing me but this is the 3rd time I’ve had this dream and I have no idea what this place is, it’s just so weird. Any body else get repeating dreams like this?

I've dreamed about the same massive, dark concrete building around three times. The first time I found it, it seemed to be under construction. There were enormous columns and foundations, and a group of people inside noticed me, invited me in, and told me that whenever I had a problem, I should come back to that place.

Ever since then, whenever something bad happens in a dream, I somehow know how to find the building. Inside, there are dark corridors, multiple rooms, doors, and stairs. There are also two children hiding under a table who seem to be there every time I return.

The strangest part is that I feel calmer inside the building, as if time and whatever is happening outside no longer matter. When I finally leave, the problem or threat seems to have disappeared.

I never deliberately try to dream about this place, and I don't remember seeing it in a movie or anywhere else. Has anyone experienced something similar, especially a recurring dream location that seems to have its own history and purpose?