Original post The post:

\https://thedreamers.club/portal/space/general/post/i-am-talking-to-others-me?comment_id=86

The uppdate

So I began to dream and it started how it usualy does.I am in the dark room with the romantic,the mask and the nerd this time,but i had the revolver from last dream and the mask had a knife.The mask told me to sit down and i hided my gun.We began discusing and me and the mask were disagreing and he pulled the knife on me for intimidation ig,moment where i pulled out the pistol and shot in air as a first and last warning.He seemed to be shoked so i dont think he knew i had the gun ,and told me "How did you get that?" With a somewhat scared voice.Moment where i felt a pain in my head and waked up at around 5 AM(its 7 now) I went back to sleep but i didnt dream.Also I began to hear the mask again as I am writing, he is teling me "You,you,you".

I am kinda scared to go to sleep tonight so i might stay awake.I think I managed to anger my psyche.Also no ,my head dosen't and dind't hurt when i woke up.

And to the guy who said he would kill for a dream like this,yea first night its nice but somewhat scary but this is the 18th night in a row.I think if the mask treathens me i sill kill him .Tho I would kill a part of my psyche and he would win since he wanted to kill somone so idk.What do you guys think?Give me some thing to try since I am hoping i escape these dreames but It dosen't look like it.

Again sorry for my bad english.

I had a dream last night where I was streaming dealing cards for an online casino. It was my very first night, and I didn't really know how to deal the cards correctly. I was told it was for the game "Craps", but it played like blackjack...? (Can you tell I don't really know my games lol)

Anyway, I leave the table/video cuz idk what I'm doing and there's a chat going of people asking why the screen was dark and starting to get really angry about the lack of gameplay. So I got back on camera and someone whispered to me from another table that my screen showing the chat would also teach me how to deal the cards. But it wasn't working.

I then opened the chat and kept going back and forth whether to lie or tell people the truth. Eventually I decided to tell people the truth, despite the very real possibility of losing my job for essentially telling on myself. It was actually a really scary decision in the dream and I felt like there was a ton of pressure on me to lie.

But I came clean.

It ended up being really nice and I could talk with the players (who were all really young like highschool/college age) at a more friendly level. Then I woke up.

One part of it that was weird was I kept switching between 3rd person and 1st person. Like at times I would watch myself at the table from the cameras pov and other times I would be the one dealing the cards and chatting with everyone...

I was told to post this here on Reddit:

"I was in a hotel in the middle of an electrified ocean that seemed to stretch to infinity and beyond, I was running up the stairs and I bumped into this woman who was wearing a full motorcycle outfit, her helmet fell and broke, I looked up and I saw that she was wearing another helmet. "WHAT DID YOU DO!" she said, "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT HELMET COSTS?! IT'S AT LEAST ONE BILLION bowlings". I go to the bowling alley and I break someone's body with a metal pipe and laugh at them. I go out and see Donald Duck in the elevator, he looks like he has seen better days.. I went up the stairs and... I don't remember what happened, but I went back down, and Donald Duck turned out to be a man under a costume, and the police arrested him. I go down the stairs to see my skin getting peeled off. I woke up​"

This is my favourite dream if you couldn't tell

I coppied this and pasted form my other post on r/dreams but maybe more people could help me here I added some stuff and some updates at the end

Idk if this is the right place to post this since it might have to do with psychology but i will try anyway.So i've had some weird dreams about me being in a dark room iluminated by only one light bulb and a table and 4 chairs.The first one was ocupied by me but an more romanitc version of me(i will call him the romantic).The second one was by me but what I can describe as my inner demons and he has a gas mask that i own on his face hiding the face(il call him the mask) .The tirth one was what i guess its the weirdnes in me(il call him bob but he aint really consistent you will see) and the 4th chair was for me (like me me) we all sat down and i knew i was dreaming but when i asked what is this the mask said "We came here from the depts of our brain to discuss stuff" I tried to wake up because i got really creapped but they all told me "We are not done yet" i got even more scared and a glass of water appeared on the table and the mask told me "Relax and then we will start" I was thinking to myself "Well looks like he is in charge" and thr mask said "Yes I am and yes i can hear what you think we are the same pearson you idiot" I calmed down and we talked about diferent aspects of my life and what needed to be changed and one of the most creappy things i heard in my life was the mask saying "You know, we should kill somone" and everyone said hell no or no you weirdo or something along those lines. I waked up and the next night the same dream but diferent topics and they remembered the discution from the other night and every night since then i had the same dream but discusing diferent topics .Sometimes when i am woke i can hear theyr voices giving me advice ,but not from the mask .I rareley hear from him outside of sleap and most of the time is just breathing out of the gas mask, but he did once told me "I still suport my ideea" Sorry for my bad english I got preaty scared because as I began to write this I heard again the breathing What do you think this dream is guys

And now for an update and what people kinda got wrong: I dont see thes dreams like some movies I can make changes and things like that

Uppdate 1

I posted this about 5 hours before going to bed and when I began dreaming it was just me and the mask (something that never happened before .We were always 4 no more no less).He didn't even had me sit in mu chair witch again is something he never did and said to me "Bro are you out of your fucking mind?Why in the hell you posted that shit?" And I replyed with "Cuz i want to dream like a normal person weirdo" and he just walked into the darknes leaveing me alone at the table for around an hour. I tried to go after him but i hit a wall in all directions after some meaters from the table ,for the first time I began to think why a dark room and a light bulb and then i waked up. As i am writing this again i started to hear his breathing while i am fully awaken. And no guys I dont think i suffer from Schizophrenia. If anyone could help me to dream normaly I would be forever thankfull or at least give me some tips on how to control my dream (the lucid dream tips didn't worked) This has hapened for 16 nights if anyone is wondering

This is new stuff and things that were not on reddit:

Uppdate 2:well now its 17 nights and the most scarry thing hapened .I beagn dreaming last night and i waked up in the same dark room ,but no one.It was just me the darkness the table chairs and something new.I had an revolver on my chair with 6 bullets in it.I stayed there for around 10 minutes and then waked up.Today I didnt heard any breathing or anithing from the mask when i was awake.I think i am free (at least when I am awake ) but if the price is to stay alone in that room i dont think its worth it.I dont know why i have a gun in my dream but i realised that place is fucking scarry.Like i stayed tense the whole 10 minutes.And its not like i can have my back safe,I know its just a dream but that thing is scary even now when I am awake(no I am not scared of the dark,except for that darkness)

I will do an update to tell you guys what will hapen next night.And again sorry for my bad English.

So I’ll mention the latest one involving my best friend who died 15 years ago.

I’ve had dreams about him probably like three times in the past 15 years. But this last time was interesting.

I was back home in my hometown at this house party, kind of seemed like a college party. And I’m walking around getting ready to leave and there’s these group of guys that are sitting on top of the couch on the porch. I look at all of them and one is my best friend Jason. Instantly I start feeling this emotional joy, like I could feel it so deeply. And I go oh my God, Jason, I miss you so much dude like I can’t believe you’re here right now! He’s just got this look at his face like what’s up man why are you being so weird?! I go, I gotta say this before I wake up, but Jason, you’re not with us anymore, you died years ago. And look at his face was complete shock, like he hadn’t known. I go, yeah youre gone dude and I start crying.

And you know when you’re dreaming and it’s about to get good and you can feel yourself being pulled away from it and then you wake up? Well I was fighting that with all my might just so I can tell him that I missed, loved him and hugged him and that he’s no longer with us, Because right after I said that I was pulled out of the dream. But it was so intense. I woke up so sad still feeling the lingering crying sensation. And also wondering, why did I have to have that type of dream you know? Usually, it’s just a nice quick visit hello or just a smile. This one was just so real and intense.

anyWho, that’s just one of them. I have so many more dreams that I remember. I could write a book lol

So I’m 40 years old and since I was a kid, I would always have these dreams that seem like I was in some dystopian future or some other universe (similar to ours but the sun shines different) or end of the world scenarios and always seem to be getting chased by something or someone. Kind of seems military or police like but at the same time Not military or police like. Lol it’s hard to explain, but I’ve been chased on spaceships and underground caves and malls and towns and cities and all kinds of places. But lately for like the past year, I have been having reoccurring dreams going back to the same place seeming to be around the same people and honestly it feels like I’m living life over there in this other place. Like there’s some days that I just can’t wait to go back to sleep so I can go to my dream home. It’s like an alternate universe/my other life that I wake up in. The chasing has stopped and I seem at ease. Butttttt, I can control my dreams and if I want to do something or go somewhere outside of what the dream is trying to do then I can make that happen. I’m usually fully aware that I’m dreaming (every night) and can wake myself up if I don’t like where it’s going. And I can also wake up fall back asleep and pick up where I left off which I think is kind of cool. But I noticed that sometimes when I control my dreams, I end up getting chased eventually, if not that night then the following night so I would always tell myself that the dream police are chasing me for controlling the narrative of what it should be. lol anyone else like this?

I don't usually remember dreams, but I remember this one so vividly because I was terrified and woke up literally panting.

In the dream, I was looking for new apartments, and a friend recommended a place. The apartment number was 538 (something), in Toronto. I live in a place called Waterloo, Ontario.

My brother and I packed lightly, and I was driving to Toronto. I remember this part so clearly, like it actually happened. I made a turn in the road, passed house number 534, and then started hearing an a cappella group singing, “It’s 538… 538… 538… 38(eiiiiighhhttt).” Then I took a left, went straight, and there it was—apartment 538.

I went in to check the place out. It was a big apartment—pristine, stunning, and clean. I absolutely loved it. I lay on the bed while my younger brother stayed in the drawing/living room. I had been told beforehand that the apartment was shared, and there was another blonde guy living there. I didn’t mind that since the place was so cool.

I took a short nap in the bed. When I woke up, it was almost dark outside, and suddenly, the room felt very old, similar to Tobey Maguire’s room in Spider-Man. I went outside to check on my brother and saw him sleeping in a bed in the living room (which was weird because I hadn’t seen a bed there before). But I also saw a bald, fat man staring at me from across the room, and some random people were watching TV. I went back into my room and saw two more beds with people lying on them. Now it was night, and I wanted to sleep. Then this guy invited an English tutor, and they both sat on my bed and were about to start studying. I got mad, grabbed the man by his collar, and said, “Get the f**k out of my bed.” He looked at me, said something in broken English, and moved away.

Then more and more people started coming in. I was getting aggressive, telling them to back off, but nothing was happening. I got scared, ran to my brother, woke him up, and told him to come into my room. He was sleepy and said he’d come in two minutes. By then, there were even more people and more beds in the living room. I went back to my room and found people going through my stuff. I started punching, pushing, and shoving people away from my belongings.

Then my phone went missing. I saw a group of three young men who had taken it and were running out. I caught one of them, and they pulled out a gun to threaten me. I grabbed it and shot all three of them. For some reason, they looked very familiar, but I couldn’t remember who they were. I went back into the apartment, grabbed my bag with whatever was left of my stuff, and started frantically looking for my brother. I remember being very aggressive with everyone. I also had a nasty altercation with a woman while searching for him.

Then something terrifying happened. I saw my brother, but the moment I got close, he vanished and reappeared in another room. I called out to him, he didn’t notice me. I yelled and cried, but he ignored me. By this time, the entire apartment was filled with this strange mob of mixed races, and now they were starting to notice me. I got scared. I fled the apartment, got into my car, and started driving back to Waterloo. It was almost sunrise, and the light was starting to appear. I was bawling my eyes out at the steering wheel because I had left my brother in that wretched place.

Then I stopped bawling, tears still running down my face, turned the car around, and started driving back to that apartment to save my brother, no matter what. I went past 534 and heard the a cappella singing again. I remember stopping my car in front of the apartment, filled with rage instead of fear. I told myself, I’ll kill every last one of them to get my brother back. I was walking up to the apartment when I heard animalistic sounds coming from the front door. I was sweating, but I still went in.

Then I woke up, drenched in sweat and terrified.

I apologize for the long post. But I really want to know what this means. I don't usually have dreams this intense. In the dream, it felt like a whole day passed, but in real life, only 1 hour and 40 minutes had gone by.

About me:

Male (27), unmarried, living alone.

My Brother:

Male (22), Unmarried, Living with parents

I married my current boyfriend though the last name on the paper was different from his. I then gone to my childhood friend (in school again with him) and confessed to him my feelings for him, well aware of the prior time I was turned down. But, unlike last time (in separate dream) the feelings were mutual in this dream.

What do you think this means?

Okay,so,i used to know how to lucid dream,but i dont do now.My household is deeply christian,although i dont follow their beliefs (i think for myself) i can certainly feel that.

For example,my grandmother died last summer,and her room is connected to my room in our house,only separated by a curtain.Ever since she died i always felt a presence of some sort.Yknow that feeling that someone is in the room sith you,but you close your eyes,for example.In that moment i often feel a presence where the person is.

I used to have a dream diary and record my dreams but i dont do now.So,my dream went like this:

I was sitting on my bed,a silouette of a man i recognized as an influencer of all things lol.They held a phone in their hand but the light of the phone didnt reflect on their face,then they show me the video,the video was just a normal tiktok,and the silouette whispers inaudibly in my ear.I still have vague awareness in my dreams so i reach out to touch the man (very smart i know) but then my arm falls asleep,yknow like it feels like my arm is replaced by static.then i ATCUALLY wake up,i feel disoriented,like im sleeping horzontally on my bed,but i wasnt.I havent moved from the position i fell asleep in one bit.Any clue as to what this means?

Also,as i said,vague awareness for dreams is always there for me,and when something scary happens in a dream,im like:okay and now i will scream or do something.But this is a dream wich scared me in real life,its currently 4 am and i have school tomorrow. ;-;

Hey everyone! I’m new to this kind of thing but I wanted to talk about this dream I had about a week and a half ago.

Background: So I’m going to a Beach Bunny concert where she’s going to be playing her new album that releases on April 25th. I invited my cousin to go with me for her show on May 2nd. And I’m not sure if this matters but I write songs and play guitar.

So it all began with me and my cousin arriving early and at the front of the line. Everything was normal.. security let us in, one of us stood guard near the front of the pit to save our spots while the other went to go get merch. Show started with the opener Pool Kids, everything was okay.. there was moshing and crowd surfing, mostly the usual stuff.

After Pool Kids set is where everything got weird. After Pool Kids left the stage, the whole crowd started walking out in sync, and robotically, they took my cousin with them even though she had control.. then Beach Bunny came on stage like nothing even though there was no crowd.

They started playing the setlist they posted on instagram, and I’m not sure where it goes after this but she started playing new songs from the new album that I didn’t recognize but my brain like supposedly made music for them?

But after the concert ended the band walked off like nothing. But then I did some snooping around the venue and I tried going backstage and I jiggled the doorknob and it didn’t open, then the lights turned off and then I turn around and the whole crowd from before was back but it didn’t seem the same, they were like shadows and all you could see were their eyes.

They were staring at me like i did something wrong or like I saw something I wasn’t supposed to see? I’m not sure but they kept getting closer and one of Beach Bunny’s lead singles (Tunnel Vision) for the album started playing the intro of the song. And then I screamed and my dream ended with like guitar feedback when they ran up towards me.

I remember some of the lyrics she sang and some of the melodies she played and I recorded when I woke up so I could reflect on them when I hear the new album this week and see if anything is similar to what I heard in the dream.

In the meantime can anyone tell me what this dream could mean? I’m so confused. 😕