Dreams. Auto-translated

I had a funny dream recently. I saw a collectible Doctor Who figurine in my dream, and I was already reaching for it, when suddenly I thought: "Wait, that's the Eighth Doctor! Why would I want him? Do I have the Second and Sixth Doctors? Or at least the Fourth?" And then I woke up.

Great dream :D

I dreamed about interacting with girls in real life. What a nightmare! Disgusting subconscious!

Oh, it was a long dream, and I don't remember most of it. I'll tell you the funniest part. I was sitting in the back row (it was high school or college), I was sleep-deprived and very sleepy (funny, because I went to bed at 8 pm yesterday in the same state), and I kept falling asleep on my desk, and the teacher scolded me, telling me to listen carefully and participate in the discussion. And we were discussing... Aliens. I don't even know what kind of lecture it was. Probably some kind of philosophy, who else would talk about such nonsense, right? Besides the teacher, one of my classmates was also looking at me with a displeased look because I was supposedly disrupting the lesson, and there were some funny episodes (I'm sure they were) in the first part of the dream, where we were kind of in conflict with each other. Well, the lesson was going on, and then we saw some giant thing through the window of our classroom, just some kind of monster. At first, we were laughing, and then we watched as this creature devoured some passerby. ... Well, of course, we were led somewhere to be evacuated, although later it became clear that there was nowhere to go - this was happening everywhere. We walked down a dark street, and there were fewer and fewer of us (they just disappeared, I don't know why), and then I was left alone on a dark playground. There was a high wall ahead, and some shady guys with empty eyes were doing something unclear, holding various construction tools, they were running around, doing something, and I was terrified of them. And then I lost consciousness. And I woke up. I saw Earth from space, and I realized that I was on some kind of spaceship or something. But my first thought was - what if this is a fake, and in reality, I'm in the mouth of some kind of monster that's pretending to be a spaceship??? This thought wouldn't leave me, and only then did I realize that I was in the arms of that same classmate, who was suddenly - a princess of an intergalactic empire. ... Then there was a reunion with loved ones, a lot of funny and heartwarming moments, and some other minor things. And then I woke up.

And then, an explosion.

I had a dream that I was applying for a job as a security guard and had to pass some tests. I failed them and died.

True.

We were discussing... Aliens. I don't even know what kind of lecture it was. Probably some kind of philosophy, who else would talk about such nonsense, right?

Well, why not? It's perfectly normal for astronomy. Remember the Voyager probes with their golden records. And the Fermi paradox as well (although that's more philosophy, yes, but you can still say a few words about science here).

As it recently turned out, seeing and remembering dreams is quite interesting. It's a pity that this ability will soon disappear again. I dreamed that I was a pirate. And not just any pirate, but a pirate with my own squadron of seven ships. True, each ship was the size of a large yacht, but that's not important. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to rob merchant ships in this dream, but I did fight a dragon. I couldn't defeat it in hand-to-hand combat, so we bombarded it with ship-mounted ballistae (yes, we didn't have cannons, like normal pirates). Then it turned out that several ships were damaged, and it was no longer possible to sail on them, so (I don't know what the logic was), I didn't continue sailing, but went to the nearest Castle. Then there was some running around, everyone wanted to kill me, but the point is that during these and subsequent events, the dream continued without switching. As a result, I found some kind of theater in the Castle. They were playing "Notre-Dame" at that moment. I didn't have a ticket, and half of the performance had already passed, but would that stop a real pirate? I enter the hall and sit in an empty seat. My neighbor turned out to be Mayakovsky, and he wasn't the most pleasant neighbor, because he constantly expressed his opinion about the meaninglessness of classical romantic literature in general and this particular work. He kept interrupting me while I was trying to watch. Then they were going to put on a performance of "The Odyssey," but I didn't want to stay for it and woke up.

but I fought a dragon. I couldn't defeat it in hand-to-hand combat.

o_O
Anyway, it was a great dream, especially the part with Mayakovsky.

I dreamt that a friend was on an expedition in some parallel universe and returned ahead of schedule (the others are still continuing the expedition). Of course, there was public interest, all sorts of interviews on television, and then I met him, and we talked. Casually, I asked:
-- Listen, are you sure you returned to your universe? What if something got mixed up somewhere?
-- How can we check that?
Well, I started pointing out all sorts of little things to him, like the inscriptions on the asphalt (some strange gibberish and Soviet sickles and hammers for some reason) and so on. Well, everything seemed more or less normal, but it's hard to tell for sure...
A little later, it "turned out" that in this universe, there was a strange tradition of stealing. Not just stealing, but simply... literally taking everything that wasn't nailed down. And even what was nailed down should be taken. Well, in general, we also synchronized with my friend on this parameter; I swiped something from him, and then he swiped my wallet from my back pocket... I was even indignant, like, how could you, the whole wallet? Have some decency!
But if the universes had been mixed up, imagine what an awkward situation it would be...

I had a dream about some kind of shooter. Shooting, automatic weapons, pistols, katanas. Probably it's because I'm currently playing a game. It was cool, but I don't remember much. And also that stupid feeling right after waking up, as if life isn't terrible and everything is fine. I wonder what they put in your brain to create that effect? I tried to Google it, but I couldn't find anything.

And also that stupid feeling right after you wake up, as if life isn't terrible and everything is fine.

This is called "happiness."

This is called "happiness."

Lasting a minute? I don't think so.

Many men experience happiness for only 20 seconds.