Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

Aaa... Playing board games... Well, that's quite an achievement.

Good luck to him in this challenging endeavor.

It was a very interesting dream, although describing it is just as interesting, but I doubt I'll be able to convey my impressions. In short, in the dream, I found myself in a dark room and realized that I wasn't alone, and not just in a figurative sense. No, it wasn't about some monsters or anything like that; it was two very cute girls, one dark-haired with a slightly upturned nose, and the other fair-haired and above average height. I don't remember how I discovered them, but we ended up with the fact that, although they were always present, they were mostly invisible, as if hiding. But, since I knew about their existence, and they somehow trusted me, I could sometimes ask them to appear if they were nearby, and they would appear. I remember using this "privilege" during some emotional turmoil, although I don't remember what those states were connected to. In the dream, I was probably like that all the time. Usually, I would say, "Is anyone here?", but it wasn't a spell or a ritual; the phrase could be anything within reason. They immediately understood that I was addressing them and wanted to see them. There were specific "rules of the game." For example, they might not be nearby; they could be in another place at that time. Or one might be nearby, and the other not, in which case only one would appear. Sometimes they were in adjacent rooms and would appear there, so after asking them to appear, I would sometimes take a short walk around the house. They themselves didn't move from room to room in a visible state, although they could do so in my company. They also usually appeared in dark places, not in the light, including artificial light. But if I turned on the light or went into a bright room, they didn't disappear and didn't even seem to mind. Although in such cases, I always tried to turn off the light, just in case... you never know, maybe they wouldn't be comfortable. Other people, by the way, also saw them, although, of course, they thought they were ordinary people. For example, once we were talking in the hallway, and my father came in, surprised that I had brought someone with me. He said a few words to them, and they even replied... There were traces of red wax candles on the floor, and my father decided to sweep them up, and we went into another room, and I asked my "companions" if these traces were related to them? Because I hadn't lit any candles there. They somehow avoided answering and steered the conversation to another topic. However, they had come to trust me, because the fair-haired one started saying that they existed to invisibly help people, something like that. I remember feeling touched, and I put my hands on their shoulders and praised them for being so good. It probably looked silly, but it was just a dream, so what the heck! By the way, although now the monologue was delivered by the fair-haired one, I usually communicated more with the dark-haired one, not because she was more interesting or I liked her more, but simply because the other one was more modest and quiet, and she had been mostly silent until then, hehe... But they were both good, beautiful, although the fair-haired one had more regular facial features, I would say. That's how I described it in a rambling way. It's hard to do it any other way; I don't have the energy to write a description a la "Heroes" fan, but in fact, the dream was approximately as rambling as that, there wasn't much of a plot or anything like that, just separate moments and situations that I've put under a common denominator. Something like that.

they exist to invisibly help people, something along those lines

guardian angels, so to speak. I get it.

And I haven't been having dreams for the past couple of years, or at least not very often. But when I do dream, it's usually some kind of fantasy. And since I'm not a fan of that genre, I suspect it's the influence of the game (there's nowhere else to draw such a theme from). Recently, I dreamed that I was at some kind of party in some castle. And suddenly it turns out that someone is attacking the castle and we have to run and defend it. I remember people throwing apples and cakes at the attackers, and I ended up with a cezve, about 3 liters in size judging by its weight and size, which I was swinging around like a hammer, giving the enemies a good beating left and right. All of this was happening in medieval settings, of course. As always, I woke up from the overwhelming emotions at the most interesting part and never found out how it all ended :(

Oh, I actually attended a wedding like that recently; it’s a shame we didn’t meet there!

>He enrolled in some cool university or something similar, apparently in an alternate universe.
Well, I'm a sociable guy, so I quickly made friends with everyone; it was nice to be around these people.
The university and the dormitory were located nearby.
The security guards were heavily armed.
A strange story about the girl I liked the most: her adoptive father (white) took her (Asian) out of the colony and adopted her.
I quickly received my first reprimand for wandering around where I shouldn't.
Some terrorists seized the educational complex. I witnessed them shooting three security guards.
I ran away like crazy, woke up, and bit my lip.

Today, I decided to take a nap after lunch. I dreamt of winter, some half-ruined temples, which I seemed to be drawing in 3D for some game. Then it turned out that it wasn't a game at all, but reality. I walked around for a bit, then went to the market, where they were selling milk and bread. I thought I should buy some while it's all fresh. Then I went into another temple, saw beggars at the doors, some old women in cells. It seemed disgusting to me, and I woke up.

I often have dreams, but I forget them, although they seem cool and action-packed. What I remember is that recently I had a dream about some prince who was being replaced by ill-wishers before the coronation, but all I remember from that is chariot races through a swamp; don't ask me why. And today I dreamed that I was a hunter of creatures that only I could see, but I don't remember much, only that I befriended one of these creatures, and two others were crawling towards each other, and I was trying to get away from them, but not very far, because I had to destroy them, and I also remember that somehow I was a loser and gay, and they tolerated me because there were no alternatives, and also I remember that at some point I stole a bus and drove around in it with my invisible friend, and I think I even gathered some kind of party, but as always, a lot is lost, and I remember that it was interesting to watch the dream, but I don't remember what it was about.

I had a dream that I was falsely accused of something and sent to prison for six months.

I had a dream that I was sitting in a drawing class, and Reimu Hakurei came up to me for some reason.

That's the whole dream.

I had a dream that Tommen was still alive :(

I don't know, maybe I've really lost my mind. But I had this dream a long time ago, where people were just phallic in stature. Some were as tall as a tree, and one teenager was as tall as a 9-story building. After that, I had to convince myself for a long time that it was just a dream.

people were simply of phallic height

as tall as a tree, and one teenager was as tall as a 9-story building

What a revelation, Mortulus is actually a girl who has never seen a phallus.

I used to dream that I would jump from a tall building and land on my feet. I was quite the hero.
There was also a plot, but I don't remember it.

I had the most amazing dream; I don't remember much of it now, but I can confidently describe it. It was a very long narrative, and at first, the plot focused on other people, starting with one and then expanding to several. The first one somehow became a vampire, and then I was shown his suffering and attempts to become human again. After him, several other people with similar fates appeared, mixed with 'evil' representatives of this caste. I, still a human, just a mortal, helped the 'good' ones defeat the 'evil' ones, but I don't remember what my motivation was. At some point, either one of them bit me, or something else happened, but I began to undergo a transformation myself. For example, my teeth started falling out, and at that specific moment, I didn't understand what was happening, but the scenes were very realistic. The leader of the 'good' ones began to suspect something, but for some reason, I hid the changes happening to me until, finally, I became one of them. Unlike many others, those who were my allies, I didn't experience moral suffering and didn't want to become human again; instead, I was in a state of permanent euphoria. After that, I managed to keep this a secret from the others for a very long time, until I started to exterminate them one by one, taking advantage of the element of surprise. First, it was the leader and those who knew me best from that group, and then all the others, one by one. I was incredibly fast, and my movements were full of grace; the streets were dark, and there was a lot of red everywhere. It was wonderful. And then, I was shown a glimpse of my everyday life, which I had abandoned, and finally, I became free from the bonds that had held my life together, moving in a direction that is now unknown to me.

I haven't had nightmares in a long time, and I think this is the first time I've dreamt of a dystopia. In a thriving Asian location (either Hong Kong or Singapore), they developed a method of reading either the soul or the thoughts. Basically, the idea is that by applying it to anyone, you can instantly determine whether a person is loyal to the current system and government. Those who were not loyal were immediately eliminated. I didn't understand exactly how it worked, but something sucked out the soul, leaving only some remnants and a pool of blood. It was quite a gruesome sight. I learned about this and saw it when I had an argument with someone from the administration in some administrative building. Then I quickly left when I realized what was going on and that I had been labeled as disloyal. After that, there were some battles as part of the local rebels, with many corpses and blood. And a constant change of headquarters. The last thing I remember is the commotion in yet another headquarters; we were running to the helicopter pad, passing by the bodies of the enemy, that is, the government forces – the guards did a good job. We seemed to have made it, but the dream didn't show what happened next. Overall, it was very scary