When I caught an illness a few weeks back I spent a whole day stuck with a dream that was basically an entire campaign of some kind of fake atom zombie smasher ripoff called laserdwarfs that was basically getting modified versions of a few different merc teams from AZS to huddle together in one place and try and shoot/call down bombardments upon zombie hordes in much more cleared up maps, occasionally being careful to avoid members of their own kind that are running about. It then tried to assign the roles of the squad at the ending to roles in my brain to try and plan out my much needed trip to the library for an essay I had to work on. Though admittedly I have has weirder, in fact most of the ones I remember are just weird things centered around alternate ideas as to how a school day could have gone, which also suddenly adds on quite a bit to my school's architecture.

The one where I killed Osama Bin Laden with a hoola-hoop inside the stairwell of a housing complex. I was like 7 or 8 when I had this.

I dreamt I was walking in my kitchen, when I tripped and fell into the wall. A hole broke in the wall, and instead of the room behind it, there was a massive room full of men in suits sitting at computers, diagrams, and maps. One of them looked up at me, and said; "You're not supposed to see this," and then I woke up on my couch. It was easily the weirdest thing that I've ever dreamt. If it really was a dream.

Two strange dreams remain in my memory to this day. Once I dreamed I was on the bow of the Titanic driving a stroller containing my crush and an elderly woman, both in diapers, as the Titanic sailed beneath the feet of the Statue of Liberty. The base and the island were gone and the statue was floating in the air. Some more happened after than, but I can't remember. Another dream brought me back in time to my sophomore biology class where my teacher was wearing a see-through dress. After class she invited me into the school bedroom (I didn't question its existence) where we discussed movies. Then I woke up.

I had a dream about my crush It was so weird... Just a bunch of feelings, not like there was any actual events happening. I woke up in a cold sweat.

Not really sure. I've been killed quite a number of times, though.

It involved a barmiztva for my non Jewish friend, and there were also ninja-matrix-superman eating-lions. Let's just say I woke up screaming for an ambulance, and my bed was soiled completely.

This morning over the course of a half hour I had two dreams, one that was about and hour long I dream time and the other was several hours long. One was about me stopping some terrorists in some sandy ass desert town in the US. And the other was about me going to a dinner with my stepdad (and my dad dad too for some reason) to some guy giving a lecture and then I started wandering around and found some armed dudes who told me to go back to the ball room we were in, and when I came back there were robots with mini guns shooting people up. I killed a few robots with a revolving anti-material rifle and we escaped to a truck and drove away. Also the place in the second dream was in like some huge villa in the middle of the forest. They second one was pretty weird, the first one was kind of like playing Counter Strike, with the story of a Flashpoint episode.

I end up eating next to a girl from my favorite anime series

I can't even remember all the weird shit I was seeing after I had my surgery. Those painkillers were quite hallucinogenic.

[quote]I once had this dream that I was a bear... Living in the forest and eating berries and roaring majestically. Then this dragon came to the forest causing mischief, so I had to put a stop to it by challenging him to a duel to the death. I won, and I got to bang some ladies after... BEST DREAM EVER![/quote] Dovahbear? Is that you?!

So, at about 6:20 am, I hit the snooze button and go back to sleep for a few mins. As soon as I hit the pillow, I imagine that I'm Colonel Sanders, dressed as an old style judge (wig, red cloak etc), in what appears to be a courtroom. Either side of me are two grey cloaked Colonel Sanders judges for some reason. I make my way to an alter, and realise that this is church, and face a mostly black (with one or two white women) congregation. A large group of young indian girls in primary school uniforms are bulging over a balcony at the top. I then address the congregation, by reading from the 'bible' about how race integration is evil, and that we should remain pure. For some reason, a black and white Nat Geo pic of a happy african tribe is in the bible as well, along with what I can only assume is concept art of a humanoid pickahu in a half final fantasy/half assassins creed outfit. Then, a white woman starts an argument with a black member of the audience, who retaliates, in what I can only describe as really hammy, over the top arguing, like if Tommy Wiseau had written it. The congregation erupts into hammy chaos, and before I can restore order, the Indian girls start heckling and throw a shoe at me. Then I wake up.

It was winter. Snowing lightly but thick. I'm on a snow covered path with huge pine trees on either side. A white wolf comes down the path and we get in a tussle. I pwn the wolf and all of a sudden I start crying and hugging he dying wolf wishing I didn't do it. Then, 3-4 more wolves (not white) approach me and tell me it's all good and I forget exactly what they told me.