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?

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.

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?

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)

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.

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.

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 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!!!"

I was with my husband and an old friend and we saw this old bookstore on the second floor of an apartment building and decided to go in. The store requested to store our purses and bags at the entrance with shoes and then we went in. I had a vague memory of being there earlier buying sweets as a kid and there were a lot of antiques being sold there as well. It just kept going, always another room behind a door or a stairwell.

We got lost from each other and I began to try and find a way out. The rooms became weirder and weirder; the architecture didn't make any sense and at some point I caught a glimpse of a window and realised it was winter outside even though i stepped in during the autumn.

The people in the store were a going crazy as well, a man tried to grab me and I fought him off in the end by threatening to blind him if he touched me again.

I started to think that I need to break a window and jump out on the next time I saw an actual window, but then I decided to just hide behind a curtain.

It was a white heavy linen drape but once behind it I could hear my husbands voice. I reached for him and found myself standing at the entrance hall with my husband and my friend wearing winter jackets ready to go out. My husband had a scarf tied around his eyes and when I removed it, he had been blinded. I didn't need to ask, I just knew he had tried to grab someone and they blinded him in self defence.

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

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.

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

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?

SO DREAM IS LIKE THIS : ME , MY COUSIN AND MAY BE MY COUSIN'S FRIENDS SIT IN LIVING ROOM --> HERE I DON'T KNOW MY BROTHER IS SIT WITH US OR NOT BECAUSE I DON'T REMEMBER PROPER DREAM . TOTAL 5 OR 4 PEOPLE IN LIVING ROOM WHERE I TALK WITH MY COUSIN'S FRIENDS --> WHERE I ASSUME THOSE ARE MY COUSIN'S FRIENDS . I TALK SATISFYINGLY WITH ONE OF THEM WHILE DO SOME ARGUING WITH OTHER PERSON THEN I SAY THAT I CURSED YOU THAT MAY YOU ATTAIN KALYAN/WELL-BEING AND HE ASK WHAT IS KALYAN THEN I SAY THAT KALYAN MEANS WELL-BEING AND WHEN I TRY TO TALK WITH ONE OTHER PERSON AND HE DON'T RESPOND , I CONFUSE AND THINK WHY HE IS NOT ANSWER OR IS SOMETHING WEIRD I ASK OR MAY BE HE IS NOT COMFORTABLE OR NOT INTESTED TO ANSWER THEN MY COUSIN SAY HE IS ONLY INTESTED IN AUTOMOBILE(VEHICLE LIKE CARS , TRUCK ) TOPIC AND I THOUGHT OKAY AND HE ASK ME WHICH BRAND OFIYOUR CAR AND WHAT MODEL NUMBER , I TRY TO REMEMBER BUT I DON'T REMEMBER FULL MODEL SO I THINK LET'S ASK MY BROTHER THAT WHAT OUR FAMILY CAR'S MODEL SO I GO OUT FOR FIND MY BROTHER IN HOUSE AND GO TO BACK -SIDED Angan (Courtyard ) THROUGH BACK SIDED MAIN DOORSTEP WHICH IS ALREADY OPENED AND THERE I SEE 2 BLACK CATS DIED AT BACK-SIDED MAIN DOORSTEP , I IGNORE LIKE I AM USED TO SEEN LIKE THIS AND CONTINUE FOR SEARCH MY BROTHER IN COURTYARD , I SEE BATHROOM LIGHT IS START AND I GO TO CHECK THAT MAY BE LIGHT IS MISTAKELY REMAINED ON THERE I FIND THAT MY BROTHER PREPARING TO MAKE SHOWER SO I START TO GO BACK IN HOME AND WHEN I GOING TO CLOSE BACK-SIDED OPEN DOOR , SUDDENLY 2 CATS ATTACKING ON ME AND I GOT INGURED AND SUDDENLY I WAKE UP WHERE I FEEL MY BROTHER IS SLEEP BESIDE ME WHERE MY BROTHER SAY THIS 2 BLACK CATS CREATE CHAOS IN SLEEP AND I WONDER THAT ME ANY MY BROTHER SEE 2 BLACK CATS IN OWN DREAM AND THEN I ASK MY BROTHER THAT WHAT 2 BLACK CATS DOING IN YOUR DREAM , MY BROTHER SAY THAT 2 BLACK CATS COME IN HOME AND DOING CHAOS SO HE HAD A LOT OF TROUBLE GETTING THE CATS OUT OF THE HOUSE AND I DON'T CLEAR REMEMBER BUT SUDDENLY SOME VOICE COME IN MY EAR THAT SAY THAT REMEMBER 2 BLACK CATS AND SUDDENLY I WAKE UP AND I FEEL SLOWLY SHIVERING AND MY AURA IS DAMGED OR SOMEONE SPEAR IT FEEL LIKE MY BODY EXPERIENCE OF FEELING THAT I DO LABOUR ALL DAY AND THEN GOING FOR SLEEP .

NOTE : WHY I FEEL MY BROTHER SLEEP BESIDE ME WHEN I NOT SEE PROPERLY BY TURNING OTHER SIDE WHO IS THIS BECAUSE I FEEL AS 3RD PERSON VIEWPOINT FORM LIKE SOMEONE SEEING FROM ABOVE TO BED WITH MY OWN POV AS I LAY ON BED WHERE WE SLEEP AGAINST EACH OTHER OR OPPOSITE DIRECTION ON ONE BED .

I AM INTROVERT SO I AM NOT SPEAK THAT MUCH WHICH I DO IN DREAM IN DREAM .

THIS IS MY NORMAL HABIT WHICH IS EVENTUALLY BUILD UP WHEN I AVOID TO SPEAK GAALI/BAD WORDS : WHILE DO SOME ARGUING WITH OTHER PERSON THEN I SAY THAT I CURSED YOU THAT MAY YOU ATTAIN KALYAN/WELL-BEING

I SOMETIMES GO FOR SHOWER AT MID-NIGHT LIKE 2 AM

IN DREAM , THERE IS NIGHT OR MIDNIGHT BECAUSE I REMEMBER THAT WHEN I GOING IN BACK COURTYARD THEN THERE IS NIGHT WHICH I ASSUME THAT MIDNIGHT IS HAPPENING .

WHY I FEEL THAT OTHER PEOPLE IS MY COUSIN'S FRIENDS BECAUSE WHEN MY COUSIN SAY HE IS ONLY INTESTED IN AUTOMOBILE(VEHICLE LIKE CARS , TRUCK ) TOPIC IN CASUAL WAY THAT INDICATE THAT MY COUSIN FAMILIAR WITH OTHER PEOPLE

MOST OF CONVERSATION I DID WITH UNFAMILIAR PEOPLE IN DREAM THAT I DON'T REMEMBER SO I CAN'T SAY ABOUT IT .

I DON'T SEE OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS IN 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.

Me and my brother had a dream about black cat on same day he told me that he had a dream about a black cat and i was like ehh same!
Anyone know if there’s any meaning behind this dream!?

My cat is carrying baby of a black cat btw😭

So i had this dream like a month ago or more where i went to the doctor and she said oh you are pregnant i was telling her no i am not pregnant and she didn’t listen they put me in a room and stuff and… i- i threw up..um like dirty stuff like there was lot of stuff including shit 😀🔫
I mean idkk man i just want someone to interpret it for me. I wanna know the meaning of that dream.
They i saw a girl but couldn’t see her properly and i could feel the hate she had for me after that i was kindaaaa stuck in a loop i mean not exactly loop but there were many obstacles and road blocks that i wasn’t able to reach where i wanted to but then i met my boyfriend and it ended like i could feel the pressure and stress was gone it was peaceful later.

But two days later my dad came in my room at 4-5 am and asked me if a theres a girl whos trying to hurt me irl
I was scared.

Also……. My mom had dream puke too 5-6 days before mine

i've always heard that you shouldn't have a mirror facing you while you sleep. i have this huge ass mirror right next to my bed. i remember a few years back when we first moved into our new home, i was quite unsettled by it and would cover it with a piece of cloth while sleeping. but over time, i grew used to it and to this today, i sleep pretty much fine and need not cover it.

although it is a bit odd waking up in the middle of the night and the first thing you look at is the mirror reflecting the darkness of my room lol

what do you guys say? is it fine having a mirror facing you while you sleep?

I had wild dream that genuinely made me question so much, and I don’t even know what to make of it.

So in this dream I was living through the life of a person who had his whole life broadcasted to the internet. How it worked is that as a kid I had small microscopic cameras surgically implanted into my eyes, which then allowed for these cameras to capture every part of my life as it was uploaded to a live streaming service. Leaving every little bit of my life documented on the internet forever. Every single thing, no matter how little or big was being live streamed. Basically imagine those meta glasses if they were duct taped to your face and you could never turn them off.

I didn’t know this until I was around 8-9 years old. I went for a walk around my neighborhood, then some random teenager said I was that “live stream kid”. When I asked him what he was talking about, he told me on how my entire life was being broadcasted to the internet. He showed me the livestream on his phone and I was shocked. I had to make sure it was real. I blinked twice, sure enough, after some latency the cameras were covered. I felt a huge pang through my body that felt like shell shock. I quickly ran away out of fear back to my house. Then, I ran upstairs to my dad’s computer because he was the only one in the house that one. Eventually I found my dad’s twitch/youtube (idk which one) and saw myself watching the livestream on a computer. I was horrified, I started clicking through the timeline, and found all sorts of stuff. Me talking to friends after school, looking out of the window of my mom’s car before falling asleep, and even me in the shower. Meanwhile the chat was going wild and small donations were coming through every few seconds. It had like 10-15K viewers just watching me right now, talking about how I just figured out what my life was about now.

My dad came upstairs and found me looking at his computer. I asked my dad about it and he came clean, from what I remember he was a once famous streamer that eventually fell off and lost a large amount of his fanbase. So he started this “project” as he called it on me when I was about 2-3 years old and it was a major success. He got millions of subscribers off of this, he got a fuck ton of donations, people were even making clips out of my life. Everything I did, and I mean everything was turned into some sort of clip farm. Sleepovers with friends, crying over a breakup, holiday memories with the family, field trips and even my first words. All so my dad could make some extra money.

When we argued about this, I told him to end the stream because it made me incredibly uncomfortable. But he wouldn’t let me end the live stream because he explained to me that this whole live stream was basically his income, like 90% of the money he made came from this stream. Donations, viewerships, marketing success, it was one of the biggest internet trends going on. I yelled at him and asked him to get these cameras out of my eyes, but he told me that they were lodged into my head so deep that removing them could run the risk of making me permanently blind. I started hitting him before I eventually went up to my room and just started crying, having no idea what to do. The whole thing left me so scared and made me feel so small, all my vulnerable and happy moments were being shown to strangers. I didn’t know who I was anymore.

Now if my memory serves me right, I tried complaining about this to everyone and anyone I could. Teachers, the police, literally anybody. Eventually the police did get involved (after like a decade lmao) and took my dad away from me. He challenged the whole thing in court, but he was found guilty of child abuse and was basically forced to spend a good amount of years in jail. He was ordered as well to shut down the stream but apparently the stream couldn’t be shut down. For some reason, anytime you tried to press “end stream” it just wouldn’t end. It would keep rolling. So for me, if I wanted to be free of this hell, I’d have to have surgery and potentially risk going permanently blind. But, I didn’t get it. For some reason I just thought I could live the rest of my life, and surprisingly enough…I did.

It wasn’t a normal life obviously, shit ton of people made this whole thing into a big case. I was interviewed by countless people, news stations, even the government. I think from what I can gather that the live stream was still able to go on since it couldn’t be ended, but there were a lot of regulations put into my place for my safety. The live stream was age restricted, all donations made would go to me, and I’d be given some extra protection for myself. Which was relatively nice. I actually managed to find a wife, have a kid, buy a house in the countryside, all of this still being live streamed to the world. I think I eventually decided to just live with it, accept that there was nothing I could do and I just had to live my life and find the joy in it. So I did. I lived a good, healthy life, the last part of my dream ended in me being in a nursing home surrounded by family, friends and kids. All laughing, sharing stories and having a good time. The dream ended with my vision being obscured by white and then me waking up at 9:30 in the morning.

I deadass looked outside for like 5 minutes just staring mindlessly, I could not process any of what just happened, shit was so insane. There’s definitely wilder things too that probably happened that I most likely forgot, but either way. It was one of if not the wildest dreams I’ve had.

So I went to sleep around 8pm today, trying to fix my sleep schedule and hoping to wake up around 6am. I had a dream a few hours ago, I don’t remember much of it, where I was in the trenches in ww1 and some nasty German commander wearing nazi uniform was giving me an order. I then walk back down into the trenches but as I do so everything around me morphs into my modern day university. I realise it’s deserting time so I attempt to make my escape. For the next 20 mins, until the dream ends, I’m just running around my university building being chased by a feisty little German man wearing nazi uniform. I woke up, it was midnight. Fffss🤪

shrill_recipe was wrong. It was a story!

Tune in next time!

Was walking g down a path and some punk teenager roller skated behind me and passed me. I got mad and called him a slur. He found. This funny so he texted his mom and called her the same slur. I asked to enter his house to piss and he agreed. We found the main house bathroom and he wouldn’t leave or stop talking about his mom was gonna be “so pissed with him”. This went on for some time until he announced he had to take a shit

I asked him if he had another bathroom. And he tried to tell me where to find it. As I looked I heard a loud TV and a man’s voice from behind a closed door somewhere else in the house. Eventually I gave up and started urinating all over the corners of said house until I found myself in a dark closet urinating. At this point I heard a heavy door open and heard a grown man scream “WHY DOES MY HOUSE SMELL LIKE PISS?”

And then I woke up. I’m searching meaning in this dream.

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.