I only have one weird dream that I will cherish forever. I dreamt dexter from dexters lab was in a class being taught by a nazi doctor and dexter realized he had to fight the doctor because he was jewish and went into a machine that turned him into a massive swole hank hill.
I don't usually remember my dreams ^^;
The only one I can really remember is a recurring one that's gone on since elementary school and into adulthood? I've had it so many times that as soon as it starts I recognize it. Use to be scary to me as a kid, now it's just like -- sad/bizarre and frustrating (cause i cant stop or change the events from happening.)
It starts out with me playing a racing game and crashing, getting a "game over" screen, when I hit "try again" it changes to me at my family's home at the end of our really long driveway. The mountain above my house is HUGE in the dream, and it has like a t-rex shape pressed into it?? Basically I have the knowledge that a disaster is coming and need to get my family to leave. So I travel down our driveway and run into my family doing various stuff along the way, trying to convince them we need to go but nobody listens. I have a family of 7 ^^; so it goes on for a while of futile attempts.
It ends with me trying to get my mom to leave the house, but she's busy doing chores and insists she'll leave when she's done. The dream either ends in me running back down the driveway and seeing everyone refuse to leave as the mountain comes alive and they're all killed. Or ends with me still urging my mom to leave when the house gets destroyed with us in it.
Even tho the whole situation is really bizarre - while in it I feel so much dread ^^;
It really looks like one of those adult things being percieved through a prism of clild's minset. Like, when I was a kid, my parents were constantly arguing, and I always thought it was something big and family threatening (like your overhanging mountain), and it kind of was my resposibility in a way to save it. But who's going to listen to me, since I'm only a kid and don't understand anything. I also used to have tha fear, that they're going to divorce eventually, so it kind of that feeling of dread in your dream. I mean, I can see, how would I explain this dream if it was mine. And it definitelly triggers some of my hidden strings... but it may be something different for you.
In a particularly unpleasant one, my younger sister* went missing. Our house was in the middle of a forest, so I spent some time being chased by deer before I finally found her. She was half in the ground, only visible from the waist up, kind of like she’d fallen in and gotten stuck. I can’t remember if I pulled her up or if she pulled herself out once I got close, but her lower half was half of a giant spider.
*I have no younger sister, half-spider or otherwise.
Once I dreamt that I lived in a dormitory. I just came home from shopping groceries and I saw my dorm mates were circling an old well in the backyard. They were doing a ritual to summon a devil. I didn't join them, scared, but I was intrigued so I watched. Then a sadako-looking girl emerged from the well and I noped out of there. I ran to the front part of the building and when I passed the front door and closed it, I saw my dorm mates were screaming help and clawing at the glass door and before I could open the door they exploded. I knew I was next so I ran. Apparently there is an invisible border which the devil couldn't cross. I ran passed that and she stared at me, smiling, telling her name was Delilah and that she will get me one day as I am the last survivor.
So i had a nightmare(?), i was like 11? i remember at the age of 7 i had had the same dream.....or something closely related. you see unlike when i was 7 and somewhat innocent i had been through some....messed up shit that was still fresh and traumatizing so in the dream i was in a different world one that i had created all was happy and merry just like how it was when i was seven but this time i was aware(?) that i was dreaming i was watching myself through myself in a dream(?) either way i walked to my room in the dream and looked at a mirror and i saw the 7 yr old me which transitioned to the 8 yrs old me to the 9 yr old me until 11 yrs old me was staring a me and in the mirror my head exploded and i remember just watching it and feeling nothing i was numb to it (partly cuz i knew it was a dream) but then the world started to change into the world the 11 yrs old me saw terrifying, cold, scary, all my demons came to life and i remember just running and telling my self to wake up. i tried to move and roll off the bed but i was stuck i couldn't do anything and i remember screaming at them to get away from me but they kept coming at me all of the people who had tormented me in real life became disfigured monsters in my dreams. i remember sitting down and cradling myself even though i was screaming for my dream self to run to hide i could do nothing they had their "fun" left me shaking on the ground each time i tried to will myself to move, leave, be alive. Nothing happened.....
This went on for a while before the ground collapsed and crumbled under me and i fell into myself, it felt like my soul had been yanked back into my body. I remember gasping for air as though i had been drowning under water. I walked , or more like stumbled into the kitchen in cold sweat. i remember my mom asking..
"are you okay?"
and i thought about how much better it would be to just tell her what i was going through. the thing that had creeped into my dreams.
i simply replied masking my feelings and problems with a weak smile.
"i'm fine"
I have a reoccurring nightmare that I've had every 3 months or so since graduating highschool. I get a knock on the door from the cops telling me I have to repeat highschool from grades 9 to 12. The rest of the nightmare contains me being forced to go back to school shopping and being asked why I'm over 30 and still in highschool. I had a hard time in school so this being a reoccurring thing doesn't surprise me, but out all of the horrible dreams I've ever had, this one has got to be the worst.
there are one dream I still remember, it more magical than weird. In that dream, I was walking around the house, in a sunny ordinary day. Then suddenly from my fish tank, my fish jump out of the tank and starting to swimming around in air, then other fish appeared out of nowhere Arowanda, Tetra, Beta fish the kind that you'll find in a aquarium shop and what not, they swimming around in the air, everywhere when I starting to chase them and thus wake up.
I can relate in a way, since I'm 30 but I feel like stuck in life still trying to chew through me teenage experiences, while observing in panic as all my friends and people I knew just move forward in life without looking back and asking; "Hey, where did that guy go?".
Weird dream: i was floting in the air in the pose budist monks pray, in the middle of a hospital going from one place to another, then i became aware that i can travel in space. i say some kind of comand, everything is engulfed with green lights like a mandala and im traveling between the stars, i see some random planet and say to myself "wait, i wanna visit home" in that planet, everything was a desert with sandstorms and some kind of black skycrappers with no entry or people around. Hard to forget.
One of my more weird but memorable dream I remember is that it took place in a kingdom.
There was this young, blonde, " orphaned " child, her name was Lizzy, and I had found her alone on the side of the road. We would lay in the grass at night and I would coax her to sleep by telling her stories about the stars. She carried around a bunny stuff toy that has seen better days. What made this dream weird was that when I woke up inside the dream, we found ourselves in a really gigantic room that was covered in pink decorations and oversize toys.
Something was calling for Lizzy and as she got up to walk to the voice, I followed after her. We found a king that couldn't believe his eyes because apparently, Lizzy was the missing princess of the kingdom. He had thought that I kidnapped her. Then, he sent guards after me, and I kicked their butt. As I did so, It was kinda like a Final Fantasy game and there was this red mage named Alex whom was dead but came back alive. Alex was the king's deceased, handsome brother.
It was a really weird dream 
I will tell you a dream I just had, this dream feels exactly like in the movie 
very long post ahead!
I was framed for a crime I didn't commit, same thing happened with my in-dream boyfriend Jonathan (I don't have a boyfriend in real life).
Fast forward we both were in prison, and we keep promise to look after each others even when we're separated and have no means of communication. It was a spacious underground prison, with underground train as a method of transportation. It was separated into two districts for male and female prisoners. The gate was the last place I see Jonathan.
I was nervous and prepared that all other prisoners might be scamming assholes or some violent bullies. They're surprisingly all very nice and gentle people, I even met my friend there. The suspicious thing was, out of all inmates I talked to all of them were claiming they're framed for a crime they didn't commit. The guards were suspiciously silent and detached too.
Next day, I was working at a tunnel near the train station, when I heard voices calling to me. A ghost led me to a secluded part of the track, where each week one inmate is sacrificed by throwing their body to a speeding train. Their souls are what made the ghost, and the ghost shows me visions that this prison is actually a human sacrifice practice in guise. I continued to visit that place sneakily to speak with the ghosts.
A week later, I managed to be released early because they found a new proof that I wasn't guilty. I quickly visited and tell Jonathan about the human sacrifice thing, he also has suspicion beforehand. He was unsure of what to do and I told him, "Just speak to the ghost."
Later on, power of the ghosts gave me visions so I can see Jonathan and his progress. He was approaching a suspected human sacrifice site where he saw his childhood friend being sacrificed. After the sacrifice was done and the guards left, he approached the friend's bisected dead body and watch his spirit linger into a ghost. The spirit gave him power.
He confronted a guard about how he found a dead body in the railway, while carrying a large trash bag. The guard yelled back that Jonathan shouldn't disrupt him by an unimportant news and tell him to get over it. Jonathan revealed the content of his trash bag which makes the guard burst in tears and beg him to stop; it was his three years old son's bisected corpse.
By the power of the ghosts in him and me channeling my power to him, Jonathan caused formidable terror for the guards. He summons the ghost to go rampage, and does damage on his own. Many guards ended up losing their sanity, killing each others, or kill themselves. One time Jonathan questions me about were us going overboard by making the guards and prison staffs die, but I justified it because they do kill and let innocent people be killed; they're irredeemable criminals.
Months later, the government gradually released all the prisoners with undisclosed exact cause, but I'm sure they're covering their insidious activities and still carry it out somewhere else. Me and Nathan was free, and free to investigate and annihilate evil things. With the power of the ghosts on us.
Then I woke up, luckily this dream was vivid enough to remember
Maybe, you've seen it before, on old icons in different scenes, tha saints are often depicted having tiny feet that freely hanging down, as if they don't walk on earth and float in air. It was done on porpouse to show their unearthy nature as they were closer to heavens than usual people.
Maybe your dream is about that - the fear of being grounded in reality with all those other peoplr (hands) putting on you more and more "real-life" demands without giving it a piece of mind whether yoy're capable of handling it all without being crushed under it's weight (?)
Anyways, I have this recurring dream time after time in which pretty much nothing happens, except for I'm at my school walking on stairs and corridors. At some point I'm bending my knees lifting my shanks and begin floating above the ground as the way of transportation. I bet, it would be a usefull skill in your dream 
2 years later
Hehe I found this interesting post i want to revive !
We all have interesting dreams, only when we write them down asap, otherwise we forget about them! Here's one of a few dreams I did write out last year:
Sept 13, 2020
We were in a car with father. I saw 5 shark heads falling into a dumpster (on fire), and exploded. Then 5 shark heads (now with bodies, imagine the cartoon Street Sharks) jump out of the dumpster. It's spectacular.
We soon reach an old town on a crowded street, we noticed that the sharkheads were coming. They pushes cars very easily. Father panicked and tried driving us away from them.
Then we drive into a building parking lot & we realized that the sharkheads are also coming in. Then all the entrance/exits are shut off (autogates) to prevent them escaping. They are confimed be locked inside the building parking lot.
As soon we leave the car i found myself alone, i don't know how. Common civilians, police and news reporters 
are inside too (trying to hide from the monsters). I hide in a corner from a higher level, can't see the wide open space from here but I could hear their walking sounds nearby (the sharkheads') and I stayed on the spot.
The sounds police gunfires continues in a distance, soon a group of reporter also retreated onto where i was and saw me. (I guessed the monsters were OP enough to fight off police's gunshots) I told one of the reporter that i would follow him. I followed him a bit further away from the gunfight, which is getting more and more quiet. We waited and waited but nothing happened, just silence, the sharkheads (also police) seemed to have disappeared.
Then I woke up.
1 month later
