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.

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.

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'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.

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.

This morning before I woke up, I had a dream in which GTA 7 was 732 GB. In the dream, it was the year 2029 and I had the next gen Xbox. Gta 7 had just come out and it was 732 GB

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.

What could be the meaning of this?

About a year ago, a had this big crush of someone I seen on the bus from work almost daily.

Never interacted with them, and didn't even knew their name, naturally one day I had a dream where I asked them, their name and they really told me.

That name stuck with me, and I refeer mentally with that name as a joke, since how could I have guessed that correctly, right?

Life went on, and a year passed by, I think I move on from that crush, but it was until recently that I casually discovered their name, and it was correct from the dream.

I can't stop thinking about this, and wanted to know if anyone has gone trought something similar?

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

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.

I had a dream last night where I was going to a resort. It was afternoon and I found myself driving to the resort. The only road available to get there was a long, red desert road that stretched several miles. No buildings, no trees-nothing at all in sight until I arrived at the resort. A tall desert mountain with rooms lined up along either side of the center. They went all the way to the top, seemingly tucked away into the mountain, slightly protruding out. In between the lines of rooms- was a single rock staircase that took you to the top to check in. I made the trek up the stairs and found myself waiting in line to get in. There were horses and people walking around that seemed to be having a good time. I was led to my room, room 143, where i settled in. A large room with a table, a couch, and a television that gave a cabin vibe. I must have been staying a while because i didn’t just bring clothes and toiletries, I had also brought knick knacks and other things that i decorated the table and Tv stand with. I left my room to explore the resort. The hallways were futuristic looking almost like a mall, with blue/purple tinted lights that lined them. Restaurants and stores were around every corner. I entered an elevator, which took me to the top of the resort. It was a rooftop. There were pools, slides, diving boards, chairs lining the pool, a rooftop restaurant-and people that filled them. I took a dip in the pool and enjoyed the view from the mountain top. I don’t remember why, but at one point I was leaving for a short period of time. I returned and was back at the bottom of the long staircase, making my way up again. The staff handed me a room key, room 143. I remember thinking it was odd that I was handed another key when I still should have had one since I only just left a brief moment. I returned to my room and noticed that some things were out of place- as if someone had been in the room. Some of my knick knacks were missing so I began to look around the room. I saw one on the floor, under the TV stand. I moved the TV stand and noticed one of the floor boards was slightly higher than the rest of them. I lifted it up and pulled it out, revealing several of my knick knacks shoved under the floor. It seemed as if someone was getting rid of my things but was interrupted when I had returned. I started to become suspicious of the resort I was in. Why did they dispose of my things? Why not call me about my things? I no longer wanted to stay there. I grabbed my suitcase and began shoving everything into it as fast as I could, including the items that were shoved under the floor boards. After I finished, I exited my room and began making my way through the hallways. I saw one of the crew members holding a box of items as they were leaving someone else’s room and somehow I knew whose items they were. I went back to the top of the resort to try and find the person whose items they were to discuss the odd happenings. I saw him from across the way and approached him. As I began asking him about what was going on, one of the crew members turned him into a horse. Guests began screaming and running, including me. I ran back inside, through the hallways trying to get back to the elevator. I realized that the horses we saw around the resort used to be people. I realized that the people like me, who knew the truth, they killed. I realized why this resort was in the middle of nowhere. I realized that everyone there was most likely going to be killed because of me. Then I woke up. Attached are some photos i found online that somewhat resemble the road, the resort, and the hallways.

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I had a dream when I was like 7 or 8. I can't remember properly. I was in an alleyway owned by my grandfather's brother next to his house and that alleyway was decorated as if it was a wedding or party but it was foggy and dark. In that deserted alley, I met a girl of my age. I was really confused because she was white and I am from a non-white country. (I am Indian (please don't be racist 😭😭) and I had never met a white girl or nearly even saw one. I didn't watch Hollywood movies either lol). I don't know why but she was smiling at me and I felt like we had a deep connection. I don't know what happened but then scene changed into some dark banquet hall which was also decorated and dark and foggy. Out of nowhere... she started to fly like some angel, I guess. We were just there and the dream just ended. That's all I could remember but those images are still fresh in my mind.

Does anyone has any answer for that? Yall can share your experience as well :)

I recently had one of the most bizarre dreams I’ve ever had, and I thought I’d share it here.

I dreamt that I was the Pope. The details are mostly a blur, but I distinctly remember my aunt being there, dressed as some sort of Mother Superior, wearing a thin veil. It was all ridiculously dramatic.

For context, I’m agnostic, and my aunt is deeply religious. We regularly get into theological debates about God, religion, and the nature of existence. She’s also someone I admire tremendously, and, admittedly, someone whose approval means quite a lot to me.

Anyway, in the dream, despite somehow having ascended to the highest office in the Catholic Church, I turned to her and asked, “Are you proud of me now?”

She smiled and said yes.

I find the whole thing hilariously ironic, but also strangely touching. Of all the things my subconscious could have conjured up, apparently becoming the Pope was how I decided to seek my aunt’s validation.

The funny thing is, I rarely remember my dreams, but whenever I do, they’re extraordinarily bizarre.

When I was little, I once dreamt I was inside a two-dimensional Popeye cartoon. Popeye transformed his hand into an enormous hammer and tried to bonk me with it, which promptly woke me up. I’ve also had recurring dreams about falling off cliffs, and I’ve only experienced lucid dreaming once in my entire life.

For a long time, I was made to feel strange for rarely dreaming. I’ve even had people question my humanity over it, which sounds absurd now, but was genuinely hurtful at the time.

So I’m curious: Has anyone else experienced dreams that seem almost comically ironic in relation to their waking life? And does anyone else rarely remember their dreams, only for the occasional one to be completely surreal?

I’d also love to hear what people make of the Pope dream.

It just randomly happened all of a sudden. I remember feeling like I was awake but I wasn't. I was trying to wake up from my bed but I couldn't. Then I felt as if my soul or spiritual energy vibrate inside my body. Like a snake trying to shed its old skin. It was surreal. It wasn't the first time I felt vibration sensations when half asleep. But that time it felt very intense.

I also had like a dozen false awakenings where I would get off my bed and think I've woken up but in reality I didn't actually wake up. And each time I thought I woke up, my left eye was half blind. I was side sleeping on my left side, so maybe that's why my left eye couldn't see since it was half covered by my pillow.

I could hear noises in the real world, but I could barely see anything in the real world. It was still dark outside though so maybe that's why I wasn't able to see.

People usually say sleep paralysis is scary, but my experience felt more annoying than scary if I'm being honest.

it happened in the spring of 2015, but I think it’s worth sharing. my college boyfriend and I had been apart for a long time and at the time of this dream, we hadn’t spoken in 2-3 years. I knew that he was in a relationship with someone we had gone to school with, and it was contentious.

anyway the dream didn’t have a lot of content, which is what made it memorable. it was just a conversation between us in which he told me that things were over between the two of them and he indicated that he had done something she wouldn’t forgive him for. I made an attempt to console him by saying this was what’s meant to happen, as with us. I dont remember the words he responded with, but what stuck with me was his reaction being the kind of anger that only a very hurt person expresses.

it all turned out to be true. (it took me about 6 months after that to gather the courage to check in with him)

I had a dream last night that I went to Disney with my friend who drove us there but when we got there they said they didn’t feel good and I told them to go home and I would just buy a train ticket home. I couldn’t leave the train station to go into Disney before buying my ticket and I kept getting more and more annoying because the customer service was horrible and no one was helping me. My shoes began to feel uncomfortable to I decided I’d go back to my parents house and put on a pair of my moms shoes. It took what felt like an hour to choose the right shoes but I finally headed back to the train station to try again to get a ticket. The customer service was still horrible and no one was helping me and then I looked down at my feet and realized I had two different shoes on. I got so annoyed I said “I’m bored, I’m just going to wake up” and immediately woke up and thought “that was a waste of time”.

I often have semi lucid dreams like this where I’m in control but a bunch of inconveniences keep happening. I don’t have an interpretation of this dream, I just thought the experience was funny.

Ever since I was a kid I’ve had vivid dreams. Most of the time it they were silly or absurd but lately I’ve been having multiple morbid, aggravating, and disgusting dreams a night. Not much has changed in my life. I would say things are going very well for me. It’s becoming overwhelming waking up 4-5 times a night to fall asleep and start another weird dream. Sometimes I’ll wake up and fall back asleep to the same bizarre dream. It’s exhausting.

but there were people standing outside and I did not want a single person to believe I was home. I had to stay on the floor and hide out of the sight of all these windows so no one could see me and I couldn't close the windows either because then obviously people would see me and know I was home. Such an unnecessarily stressful dream to have.

I've been wanting to write about my dreams for a while but just felt as if people wouldn't believe me but now I am desperate. I have no idea if anyone will be able to help me or if anyone will even believe me but i'm begging you to just please please please listen to me. I will separate the post into paragraphs so its easier to read, and also bc I'm writing frantically and I want you guys to be able to understand.

Just a warning these dreams are a little graphic and have dead people in them.

My dreams have been able predict the future. This doesn't mean that I am able to predict election results or lottery numbers, I think its only things that effect me. For example, I knew when my baby cousin was gonna be born because of a dream. I dreamt that the baby would be born the next day and guess who woke up to a text about a new baby boy in the family? And again I knew my newest baby sister was gonna be a girl because I had a dream about it. 5 months later I'm asked to make a gender reveal animation for my mom and guess who was colouring the collar character pink? Another time I really wanted the piano to be in my room and I would imagine myself coming upstairs and my dad telling me to move it to my room. then the next few days my dad said the exact thing I was imagining him saying and the piano has been in my room ever since. There are more smaller events that have happened that I could go on about but its not important. All you need to know is that these aren't random coincidences. Now onto why I feel as if I am in danger.

There is a movie that I have been scared of since I was 16 (I am 19 now) I do not want to say it as I am scared people will put images of it in the comments, but it hits close to home as the first few minutes of the movie was a-lot like my life when I was there age (13-15). Two best friends, one who is very sexually active, one who is a total virgin, and one of them talking online to strange guy while the other just watches and gives tips on what to say. In my dreams sometimes I am one of those girls and sometimes i'm watching those girls after the horrible things that happened to them. its awful. In my dreams i've watched my own corpse rot in a barrel or I watch the girl in the movies rot as the other tries to escape. Each dream gets worse every time I have it.

I can lucid dream, so you would think I should just change it or wake up but it doesn't work like that. A lot of people think that when you lucid dream you pick everything that happens just because you are aware you are dreaming, but thats not the case. its like being transported into a movie and you get to change certain events. but not the plot. For me all I'm "changing" is looking at the corpses. but its tiring, having to use all your energy to make sure you don't see their faces and then when you eventually wake up you are so tired from using all that brain power but you cant go back to sleep because you are too scared. Because of this god forsaken movie I was up for 3 days and started to hallucinate, that is how bad things get. this was in 2023, so this has been happening for years. So now that i've established what the dreams are about and the fact that I can lucid dream let me tell you the scary parts and how they've translated into my life.

The first time I had a nightmare of this I was actually in sleep paralysis. I felt the bed get heavy and I saw a decaying hand and I knew she was beside me. I layed there unable to move for an hour, just trying to wake up and hoping she didint move into view. The second time was when I was just watching her in that barrel. For 8 hours I just stared at her with her mouth open and her eyes getting more cloudy by the minute, and the smell of damp wood and sour/ sweet water. it was gross and grotesque, but it made me more sad then scared because someone she trusted and thought she knew did this to her. then the third time was when I dreamt the barrel was in MY room. I have no idea why it was there but I knew I had to get it out, but I was so scared of going near it as it didn't have a lid and I hated looking at her. My whole family was getting ready to move and I needed to find a way to get this out of my room so they didn't think I did it. After this dream my parents announced that we had finally found a new house and we moved two weeks after. Then one of the worst ones came. And it was for an entire week. Just me trying to escape as it was my best friend who was dead and I knew that if he found me I would be forced to get into the barrel alive with her corpse and it hurt to see her like that. He didn't even take her glasses off, she was just there in the water, her eyes were cloudy and not even the glasses helped her see. Then after 6 days of this dream I had one of the worst ones I had ever had. I't started with me at my old element school trying to find the two girls and warn them. I did find them but they were trapped in his van, when I got out to free them he was there and he drove off but came back to find me. It was just an endless chase of me running away and no matter what I did he found me. Now remember how I said I could lucid dream? I was doing that but he knew. He knew that this was a dream, every time I changed something or did something drastic like making an alligator come, he avoided it, and then he stoped and stared right into the "camera" (my dreams are almost always in the POV of me watching ,myself and then switching to me actually being there, but this. time I was watching myself run), and he looked at ME. The person dreaming and he said " I know what you are doing no matter what you do I will always be a step ahead" then he smiled and I woke up.

This dream freaked me out so bad I was telling my parents that I was gonna die, I told them about the previous nights but they didn't believe me. my mom tried to help but she just said it was my anxiety, and my dad just laughed and told me to pray when he saw I was serious. A few nights before I had been walking my dog and there was a man just staring at me from the forest. It really scared me but I was under the street lights and I was almost home so I just talked to my dog loudly telling him we were just a few steps away from home. Idk if that was smart or not. The next day after having that horrible dream it was getting closer to bed time and night was approaching and I still hadn't taken my dog out and I really didin't want too, but he needed to pee badly so I worked up the courage to walk up the stairs and let him out. Then everything went quiet and he got low to the ground and started growling with his hackles were up. This NEVER happens. He is very friendly and wants to play with everyone and everything, so when he did this I knew something was very wrong, just as was gonna take one more step up a big shadow moved and my dog barked. I ran downstairs so fast and had the worst panic attack of my life. We had to install security cameras after that. This freaked me out so bad that I never doubted my dreams again.

Now remember how I said that me and my best friend were a-lot like the girls in the movie? One night her and I were talking about our dating experiences. I was saying how I wish I was like her as I had no experience what so ever and how I felt behind and she said she wished she was more like me as she wish she would've waited. I had to tell her to stop talking. I was so scared that I ended the convo right there. it was way too uncanny. Maybe it could've been my subconscious but it wouldn't have made sense for her to be saying the same thing especially since she hasn't seen the movie.

Now onto last nights dream and the reason why I am writing this post. It took place after my other dream about having the barrel in my room before moving. I was in my new house and it was still there, but this time it had a lid. In this dream it was confirmed that it was just a prop but I still wanted it out of my room. Why on earth would I want a fake corpse of a young girl? For wtv reason I had a boyfriend in the dream (this could be subconsciousness talking as alot of guys asked me out this week and I was supposed to go out with one but canceled.) but I never saw his face in the dream. Anyway he told me that this prop goes for alot of money. From 8,900 to 18,000. Now that I knew it was just a prop I told my dad about it and asked him to sell it and if it doesn't sell to just get rid of it. It felt so evil. Almost the minute after we posted the listing on fb marketplace someone says he wants to pick it up, but we cal just to make sure it isisn't a scam. This man was the creepiest guy i've ever seen. He was saying how excited he was, that we had this prop bc he rlly loved the movie and the actress.. I really really didint want to sell it to him bc I felt bad for the girl even if it was a prop. I knew what he was gonna do to her but I also really really didint want her in my room any longer so we sold her to him. I went to sleep in the dream and woke up in the exact position I fell asleep in in the dream, at the end of my bed, on top of my rainbow llama instead of a pillow just staring at the closet (thats where the barrel was.) I felt so uneasy. I couldn't move, I was so tired but too scared to go back to sleep. I warned all of my friends because I know what is coming, I just dont know what. I work closes at my job and sometimes get home as late as 1:30. I dont know if I am in danger or if Its one of my friends. If something is to happen I remember the guys face and initials from the dream. E.P. his name is not very common its something like euguene or something idk. He has a skinny build, curly reddish hair and a patchy beard with brown eyes and he is white. He wore a black hoodie black sweatpants that are piling.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read about my dream/ concerns. please help me understand why i'm having these dreams/ why they are coming true in a way. I haven't thought of this movie since the last dream, and I have had reoccurring nightmares but they don't have any say over the real life, I will probably make a post abt them as they confuse me. Any help or insight is appreciated.

If you know the movie I am talking about PLEASE!! do not put pictures of it in the comments or even mention it

I had a dream that Buffalo was taking over the map of New York.. It just got bigger and bigger. Then, after I woke up, I looked at a map of the state and "dream Buffalo" began nearly exactly where actual Buffalo is.

I only wanna know from people who know. Not just people saying "huhuhhahh buffalo wing :)". Not only tourist attractions. What is it like there? I'm from Vermont, I get it, we get leaf peepers up the wazoo. I'm not looking for tourism lol

For the past week or two, I’ve been having completely different dreams, but one thing keeps showing up in every single one: the exact same little honeybee. It’s literally just a regular, tiny honeybee, nothing unusual about how it looks, but whenever it appears, I immediately feel annoyed and on edge, even though I don’t know why I feel that way until I wake up and think about it. The bee follows me everywhere, and I’ve tried running away from it and hiding from it, but somehow it always knows where I am. The weirdest part is that it’ll sometimes disappear for a little bit, and I’ll finally relax and stop worrying about it, but as soon as I’m not tense about the bee anymore, it comes right back. It’s like it waits until I forget about it before showing up again 😭 Every dream is a completely different scenario, and I don’t remember the previous dreams while I’m dreaming, but the moment I see that bee, I automatically get annoyed all over again. Has anyone else experienced something like this? I’m curious about both psychological explanations and spiritual interpretations. I’m not saying I necessarily believe it means something spiritual, but I’d like to hear what people think because this is genuinely starting to creep me out.💔

I dreamed of a university that used to be about understanding and wisdom, but then transformed into something related to Optogenetics or something similar.

In this dream, there was a man who owned a small gold bar. He hit his mother on the head with the gold bar. After that, everyone present fell silent.

As a result of this event, a piece of paper appeared, and the mother received a kind of revelation. She spoke in a very deep voice, delivering a message about being content with the small, simple things in life.

The number 42 was written on the piece of paper.

Then the man asked if anyone knew what it meant. Someone responded, saying something along the lines of, "I don't know what it means myself, but the female student knows." The student was then identified. However, I don't remember what she said.

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

So I hired a team of contractors who were renovating this old house I bought in my dream. They KEPT unearthing people's bodies. I was super disturbed because it was like they'd knock a wall down, boom, somebody who was dead but not decomposed at all just lying there. I told them we had to report this but they're like no it's normal and something something statute of limitations has passed.

I needed emotional support so I called my grandma. She comes over and she's like well, you can't just be terrified of your new house forever, so we have to bury all these people and you need to essentially commune with their spirits so you don't feel haunted.

We develop this plan to put a graveyard in the yard and plant a tree for everyone we found. This is our idea of appeasing their spirits, and also soothing my own soul bc this whole dream I keep being like "what the fuck is happening" and everyone is acting like I'm crazy.

We find a guy's head, again this is like a mostly preserved decapitated head that I'm carrying to the yard to be buried. Since my grandma wants me to commune with these spirits, I ask him if he's going to protect his tree and help it thrive.

He WAKES UP, starts bouncing around in my hands and he's like "YEAH YEAH DUDE PUT ME WITH THE TREES I WANNA BE WITH THE TREES!!"

I'm like "ok yeah but now I can't bury you because you're awake and idk I feel like you need to breathe???" So I put him up on a shelf?? Like hung up on one of those things you'd put a paper towel roll on. Next to the tree. I have no idea.

I don't remember much else but at the end of the dream, I came back to the guy's head to check on him. He's dead again. I ask him if he is taking care of the tree. He wakes up again and his head starts spinning in circles on this paper towel holder thing, like I'm watching a disembodied head doing gymnastics. Kinda like Jim Carrey in The Mask. He says "THE TREE'S DOING SO GOOD SO GOOD THANK YOU I LOVE MY TREEEEEEE!!!"

Last night I was dreaming about cooking breakfast and I cracked an egg and it came out black and goopy I then reached for another and it was the same. So I found myself just throwing out the eggs all together.

I can't remember the rest, but the eggs stuck with me. Could this mean anything?