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I had a dream / nightmare that I was in a sci-fi sort of world / colony that had the faint structure of my house, I dont remember what prompted us to, but me and all the others in this dystopian / sci-fi / alien colony decided we had to hide from an evil entity that had arrived. I hid on the right side of my bed, laying flat on my side as quietly as possible. However I was found by the evil entity who turned out to be 2020-2023 era Marilyn Manson, dressed in a black suit. I scarcely saw his face, but I recognised his voice. He scared me and I tried to escape but he restrained me and spoke in a quiet and calming tone, convincing me to let him inject me with some type of drug in the middle of my foot. I think I recall him saying something like "Relax..." "Just let me do it.." or something along the lines of it. It was a slight prick and didn't hurt very much, I felt more and more relaxed, and now for some reason his presence was very comforting. I kissed him and hugged him, as if the drug he had administered had made me forget he was the evil entity. I felt weirdly in love with him, and dependent on him. The dream becomes hazy from here but I remember some sort of betrayal in the end, where the drug or something, maybe even him, eventually encased me in this purple balloon type structure / casing / cage which captured me forever. It was the shape of a pill and didn't even fit my legs or arms in. It was shiny, purple, and rubbery.

I’ve had this same dream many times over many years. I’m at a public swimming pool and I feel overwhelmingly alone even though there are many people there. Everyone looks at me once only and then they go about their own business. I go through the full routine of getting there, paying, changing, showing and swimming and the only thing I’m totally aware of is feeling like nobody cares that I’m there

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My brother committed suicide at the age of 17 in 1971. I dreamed last night that he came into my home following my younger brother. He was wearing the same clothes he died in: jeans, boots & a white t shirt. I kept trying to ask him where he has been all of these years (knowing he was dead). He wouldn't answer me...Just stood there almost like a robot, but gave off an odd sense of a chemical...I thought he smelled like embalming fluid he was not though, but the body was too destroyed to do so). My younger brother turned to door and as he was leaving, I kept telling him to wait that I wanted to see & talk to my late brother. My younger brother walked out the door say "he doesn't communicate." I work up then, but was so disturbed by this. One thing that stuck out the most was that my late brother's t shirt was a very dazzling white...almost blinding...I thought this must mean something for sure.could you please give me your opinion?

I had a dream a few nights ago that I was being birthed by a purple hippo. The hippo was for some reason in the sporting goods section of a Target. As I emerged from her nether regions covered in a purple goo, a man threw a rock at my hippo mother. I leapt at him and he was a solid 25 yards away. I began to pummel him like I was some vicious ape. People gathered around me filming it. Once I realized what I had done and what was happening I became terrified. Suddenly I was in a cage at the zoo with children laughing at me. That's when I woke up

I was having a dream that I could not fall asleep. I was sitting on a school bus coming home from a speech meet and I was towards the front of the bus. There were seats that were open by me so I had my own little space, and the coaches were up front and the rest of the team were behind me a few seats back. I remember the younger speech kids being obnoxiously loud, and I was getting ticked because I couldn't sleep. The bus window was freezing and everything was giving me a headache. But when I finally put my feet up on my seat and leaned against the window EVERYTHING went quiet. The window was cold, but was a calming cold kinda. And then I saw little lights coming from the outside window across from me. I wasn't sad but i wasn't insanely happy, and then I finally fell asleep. Then I woke up.

I had a dream with multiple false awakenings, at least 7. Each time I would notice something was off, or different or didn't make sense and I would then know I was in a dream and 'force' myself awake. However, each time the dream became more convincing and I developed a growing sense of panic and danger each time I failed to wake to reality. After one of the false awakenings I awoke (still dreaming) completely paralysed and terrified, I suddenly had the knowledge that something was very wrong and I should have been able to wake myself by now, or at least be able to move, and I knew that some-THING was keeping me asleep and trapped in dreams and that this thing was evil and it wanted me. I try to scream at this point to my mother and sister who are still awake downstairs but the noise hardly comes out, I force myself through sheer will and terror to drag myself from the bed and slowly crawl down the stairs (as my body still isn't properly working) and the further away from the bed I am, the more control over my body I exert. Finally I'm downstairs and I can stand again, I enter the living room and see my mother facing away from me in an old pink armchair we used to have. Her face when I try to look at it is obscured by shadow no matter how i tilt my head to look at her. It is then that I suddenly realise the old armchair and the rearranged furniture, a feeling like ice water goes down my spine and I realise without the shadow of a doubt that this THING isn't my mother, it just wants me to think it is. I said to it "You're not my mother" and I know that makes it angry and I can feel it asking why would I hurt my mother's (it's) feelings by saying such a cruel thing, but horrifyingly it didn't speak, I just knew what it said. I'm terrified by now, and i know this thing was the thing that was deliberately trapping me in the dream. I could see myself sleeping in the corner of the living room and I run to myself and start screaming at him/me to wake up and i keep shaking him/me. I start screaming "you have to wake up, wake up, wake up, IT won't let you, it won't let you go, it wants you, it's evil - you have to get out! it wants you while your vulnerable so you need to WAKE UP!" all the while i know the thing that looks like my mother is walking closer and closer behind me, and I just knew that if I turned around and looked at it's face this thing would be able to take me (I felt an overwhelming sense that the thing wanted to go inside of me and use my body while my mind was asleep and vulnerable to it). I can hear it making noises to try and scare me so that I would look at it, but I didn't. Eventually I'm screaming so much in my dream I can feel myself speaking in my sleep in reality, finally before the thing can touch me I at last woke up. This was one of the most terrifying dreams of my entire life, and to remember it in such detail is quite unlike me - it was so vivid that I had to have a walk after I woke up and tried to read something because i heard that you can't make sense of letters in dreams and I wanted to be sure it wasn't another false awakening. The really creepy thing though is that this dream of a dark entity trying to possess me (can't think of another word for it) by making me look at it has happened before. The rest of the dream from what I can remember was completely different, quite happy, no false awakenings. But the only part of the dream I 100% do remember is standing in the doorway from my kitchen to my living room and suddenly feeling like something evil and non-human was stood behind me and wanted to use my body. Like in this dream I knew that if i turned around the creature would be able to enter me, and I started pleading with myself (like talking to oneself, not pleading with another bodily incarnated version of myself like in the dream i described above) to wake up and I explained aloud to myself that this entity was trying to attack me in my dreams when my mind is vulnerable and so I had to wake up. Like in the dream above I became terrified and started crying and pleading to please wake up before it got me, unlike the dream I described above it actually touched me and put its hands on my shoulders and leaned in to breathe and whisper in my ear to try and scare me into looking at its face. I finally woke up sweating and crying with fear. What could these dreams mean? Why the recurrent theme of the entity? I am a logical man with little belief in spirits, entities and demons - BUT I do possess an open mind, could these dreams be more literal than metaphorical?

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.my grandmother on my father side died when I was about 11 or 12. I have always Elton guilty about going to see her when she was in the hospital. Last night I dream that I received a letter from my grandmother after not seeing her for a long time. In the dream I was taking my mother to one of her family member ho e but somehow I ended up at my deceased grandmother residence, when I walked in she was sitting on the couch with some cousins who I never meet but as soon as I walked in she knew who I was after not seeing me since I was a child and we hugged and cried toghether and we just sat there hugging one another than I woke up with a calming feeling.