Last night, I dreamed that a Valve employee published a small poem online hinting about the Deckard. Man, I canโt wait to see it!
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Deckard poems are coming soonโข to sleep adventures near you!
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I had a very weird dream. Keep in mind that do not normally remember having dreams. In this dream, I was a University student again who signed up for a 800 level biochemistry class. Yeah, something already felt off about thatโฆ And then we discovered a weird lab, where all of a sudden, everyone became a test subject. These strange red, sinuous, and angle-like hyperbolic creatures were everywhere. They transformed people by encapsulating them in leather-feather-like substances that emerged from the red creaturesโ bodies. Somehow, I escaped with a few others, but then on the outside, we were ambushed. The weirdest thing was when a person was being encapsulated by another red creature, the creature spoke, but it had no mouth. โWhy do you think we invade peopleโs dreams in the first place?โ
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Now weโll see if more people start reporting these critters from their dreamsโฆ
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reminds me of this
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Top 10 ways to give somebody existential dread
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Last night, I dreamed that Valve made a Steam page hinting at the Deckardโs announcement. I was also using Steam on an old computer with like Fedora 10 or something.
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Soon enough those dreams might come to the reality for us all to experienceโฆ
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There was this dream about green people. They turn into trees. And that change would be permanent. There were a bunch of these people walking down a hill to BECOME trees. Their babies were also termites.
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Looks like in whatever world was that dream placed in, being a mindless tree was better than being a sapient humanโฆ
Today I dreamt that I was walking in the places I have previously seen. I was mostly mute and torn apart. And there also were mulitated demons who were torturing me psychologically. Thatโs because my arms are not obeying me. Then I appeared in some kind of basement building where I could view the ocean through the window. It was sunsetting, I could see the orange light reflecting on dark waves. Iโve experienced this dream before, but it was blue. I could swear that I spent my entire life here. All of this then was again interrupted by horrible demons that were torturing me. Horrible demons torture almost in every dream, but that is deserved, that is the fuel for my nonexistent rhymes.
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What have you done for you to consider being tortured by demons in dreams โdeservedโ?
Thought about things
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Why would thinking about stuff make you a horrible person when you havenโt done anything with those thoughts yet?
Yeah you wonโt understand.
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But perhaps somebody else in this forum couldโฆ?
Edit: I had a dream where Hhyyrylainen launched a forum game and I was too late with submitting my votes so instead of evolving my species had a 50% population increase.
Alright, so today I had one of the most bizarre dreams in my life...
The earliest parts that I can recall there were some vague concepts regarding my maternal grandparents and something about COVID-19. Later, I remember laying in like the lower part of a large, metal bunkbed with some people I was related to[1]. At some point, a golden retriever puppy randomly came up onto the bunkbed and started to playfully bite and lick my knees. I remember internally panicking and screaming, as the licks were extremely painful. It was this white, searing, burning pain that can be experienced due to contact with boiling hot water. It was as if I had some sort of a strong allergy to dog spit. I was trying to get away from the puppy, and the other people on the bed would kinda try to get it off of me, but the puppy was instant and seemingly didnโt at all understand that itโs presumable affection was unwanted in the moment. Then the scene would reset and repeat in a similar manner. It was only after several iterations that I managed to brake the cycle through unleashing a โtactical bee that I was allied withโ. Said bee distracted the puppy and then flew out of the bunkbed. The puppy, now having a new thing to be interested in, followed it and started chasing it. Then the camera left my POV and flew out of the bunkbed showing that it was standing on a thick branch of some gigantic tree. It was like a weird, mossy jungle-temperate forest kind of biome, where many BRANCHES of trees had up to a few metres in circumference. At this point there was suddenly an intrinsic knowledge that what was being witnessed was a game/simulation. The puppy was shown chasing the bee, running on branches etc., and then a catholic nun NPC/AI was randomly presented. She noticed the bee, the puppy going after it, and also started to wildly pursue it. Then there was some sort of a transition moment that I canโt really recall.
In the next segment of the dream, my dad gave me some paints and told me to paint with them. The paints looked like a bunch of plastic cups[2] filled with opaque, coloured epoxy resin. I remember that then I ended up being outside, at night, with my paints and with no pants on[3]. The scenery during this part was in various moments either covered by thick snow, covered by rainwater, or completely dry. I canโt exactly recall how I got there, though itโs logical to assume I just walked out. Then I started playing with my paints, spilling them next to the building where I live and mixing them. At some point I found an electric socked sticking out of the wall and decided to plug my computer in to charge it. I was kinda worried that someone might steal it, but apparently I had done this before, leaving my computer charging outside on the side walk for the night, and nothing bad happened. I remember that I was trying to paint some stuff, but it was suddenly raining, my paints started being watered down and my artwork was being destroyed. The only thing I really managed to paint after the rain was a rectangle made out of a bunch of horizontal stripes, each a different colour of the rainbow. Then my paints run out. This artwork also ended up being ruined, because I decided to put my charging computer right in the middle of it[4]. I was about to go back home, but then I noticed that some person was coming up the street in my general direction. I started to increasingly freak out that they might actually steal my computer, and decided to take it, obviously discovering that over a half of my most recent work of art was destroyed in the process. I didnโt really care much about it tbh. In the time it took me to unplug my computer, the person got much closer to me. They turned out to be my dad walking home. He was wearing his thick winter clothes while I was wearing nothing but a t-shirt and pair of boxers[5]. At this point in the dream, the area was covered in snow, but I didnโt feel any cold. The temperature I felt could be described as mildly lukewarm. The same applied to the previous parts of this scene as well. Even the previous rain didnโt feel cold at all. When dad noticed me, he came up to me, we talked about something for a bit and then returned home together. The next day, dad came to me, very angry. He was absolutely furious that I have waisted the paints he had given me, and that I had โreleased the virus into the wildโ while not making any worthwhile art. Apparently he had gotten the paints from my paternal grandfather, and there was a virus in them that was a crucial element of their production process. By wasting the paints, I have released said virus and now it could cause an epidemic or something. I remember being hella confused as to why the hell a virus was being used for paints. Afterwards there was another vague transition segment.
In the last part of the dream, I was in a horror game / playing a horror game, where the key objective was keeping nighttime watch over a haunted fridge. The game was set in a rather small kitchen with poor lighting[6]. The โfridgeโ didnโt really look like fridge, but rather like a small, semi-round cabinet with a top and a bottom compartment, that was just standing on the counter. The top door would open from time to time and it was important to close it as to prevent evil beings from crawling out. In the first stages, when the door would open, it would reveal a typical inside of a fridge, however, over time the inside of the fridge would become more twisted and deranged, quickly turning into random, impossibly large spaces. Interestingly, after a while, the bottom compartment became impossible to open, and attempting to do so would result in it retracting into an impossibly deep void. It would return when the top compartment would open again. So I was standing there, having to close the fridge every few-ty seconds while also watching out for paranormal events in other parts of the kitchen, when at some point the fridge revealed what looked like the inside of a cabinet in my sisterโs room. There were some random things scattered on the inside. I was about to close the door, but the I opened it again a bit and was surprised to discover that the things which have been covered by the door have changed. I repeated it a few times, at one point I saw my sisterโs old pink Furby, and when I closed and reopened the fridge, the Furby had some weird pink โpompomโ made out of a wide, decorative ribbon bizarrely attached to itโs beak. When I closed and reopened the fridge again, the Furby was gone, but I saw my phone, turned on, lying screen up with some notifications of the screen. In that moment I had a realisation, that the fridge was trying to lure me into putting my hand inside it. I was like โhell noโ and was about to finally close the fridge, but then I somehow ended up putting my hand inside. Then I was violently sucked into the fridge. I ended up in a dark, backroomsy space made mainly out of wood. I was trying to find a way out, but then I started being chased by the weird creature made out of a lampshade(?) and planks(?). I was trying to run away and hide, but the creature ended up catching me. I had assumed this was one of the endings of the game, getting sucked into the fridge and getting killed by a creature, however, the game did not end. In an incomprehensible turn of events, my character ended up becoming a sapient wooden plank. I remember the plank then getting mocked by the monsters that turned me into it, and subsequently running away in panic and hyperventilating while being pursued by said monsters. Whilst running away, the plank was quickly shredding its bottom part, and thus becoming shorter and shorter. At some point, the plank encountered a chaotic pile of similar-looking planks laying in a corridor. The plank then threw itself onto the pile and tried to conceal itself amongst the other planks. The other planks actively talking (in Polish) in semi-hushed voices. They basically turned out to also be humans who have been trapped in this strange wooden cabinet-workshop-furniture dimension and turned into planks. As the creatures chasing the plank were approaching, many of the other planks started fearfully exclaiming things like โcicho! cicho! posuลcie siฤ!โ[7]. It was because many planks were scattered further away from the pile and in the middle corridor. Then, every lone plank started moving and running towards the pile, or at least to the sides, presumably in order to avoid the wrath of creatures greater than them. Then the creatures that were chasing the plank entered to corridor and run forward, completely ignoring the pile. Not long after however, another, larger creature came from the other side of the corridor and approached the area where the pile was. Then, the camera panned[8], showing a mirror that was resting atop a small drawer, leaning against a wall, opposite to the plank pile. The creature stopped and pointed to the mirror, mocking it and threatening to break it. Then, the mirror, which was either also a turned human, or a creature allied with the humans (planks), fell (or jumped?) onto the ground, reflective side up, and was trying to get away. The creature moved to attack it, but then the planks got up and went to protect the mirror by covering it with themselves. The creature then punched the plank-covered mirror. Afterwards, the dream became messy, and already largely forgotten chaos, and then I woke up.
Edit (spoiler blur because spoilers for the dream): Tbh, this was the first time that I had dreamt about being an inanimate object (unless there were others that I had simply forgot, but thatโs impossible to veify).
presumably my parents, though Iโm not certain โฉ๏ธ
possibly the red american party cups lol โฉ๏ธ
also I think I was around 10 years old during this scene โฉ๏ธ
Yes, my precious computer right on top of freshly laid epoxy resin-paint thingies โฉ๏ธ
and possibly socks but again Iโm not certain, my exact attire couldโve been changing over time โฉ๏ธ
the only source of light was a singular celling lamp in the main part of the kitchen where the fridge was located โฉ๏ธ
โsilence! silence! move yourselves [out of the way]!โ โฉ๏ธ
forgot to mention that ever since the plank came into play, everything in the dream was shown through 3rd person POV and cinematic camera angles โฉ๏ธ
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To be fair, rather animate that object wasโฆ
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Well, itโs really in the limbo when it comes to deciding wether calling it either โinanimateโ or โanimateโ is more correct.
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Or maybe in a way it was both at the same time?
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