What the fuck! I just had the most meta dream imaginable. I must have “woken up” like 6 or 7 times, at least, each felt 100% real and vivid. This is honestly one of the weirdest things I’ve ever experienced. It’s probably going to sound pretty strange for different reasons to you, especially since I forgot half of it, all I can really say is that you had to experience it to fully understand it.
The dream starts off with me in this very tall building that I can’t get out off, and everyone there that I talk to seems reluctant to let me out (possibly my subconscious foreshadowing my inability to escape the dream as a whole). After searching the building, and beginning to get quite worried as to why no one will let me out, I finally find away out. I should also say that like all of the “dream sequences” for me it was extremely vivid, I’ve forgotten half of it, but I could still get really into detail, I just don’t want to make this post too long. This one actually lasted for like 5-10 minutes, but it was pretty boring compared to the others, just me walking around a tall building talking to people.
Anyway I wake up and I’m in a car going to this place that my family has consistently went to on holiday for years. I check my phone and I see this amazing meme, of myself, as in not Mint horse, but IRL me, me
as a real person. This meme has a picture of me in the centre of it and surrounded by me is a white background with black text, all saying extremely disparaging things about me (I’m also wearing the collar that my girlfriend made me buy). My first reaction is “how the fuck is there a meme of me
on the Internet, my second is “hey, this is actually pretty funny.
The meme picture is followed by a video of me when I was 10-14 (the age is vague) acting like a stupid kid. For someone reason the dream presents this to me as a “meme”, even though it’s just some picture of me doing kid stuff with a friend. Maybe it’s because I have a fear of embarrassment and having a video of me as a kid on the Internet (made by someone who knows about my online persona, judging by the collar thing) is embarrassing, I don’t know, that’s the only way I can tie it together.
Anyway I wake up again and my first thought was “that was fucking weird, better tell Kadence about it” (I woke up at like 5AM before I went back to sleep and had these dreams again, but I thought this was a Kadence post). In my dream I’m in my neighbourhood, and I’m going home while simultaneously thinking of who could have possibly made the meme, but also trying to remember my dream (somehow the meme was just a dream, but it was also real and I was curious as to who made it, and while I’m thinking all of this I’m still in a dream). I didn’t know whether or not I should include this, but as I walked home I noted mentally that there were a lot
of Blacks in my neighbourhood.
Eventually I come across this Black and White kid who seem to be friends, and I act how I always act around Blacks IRL, I try to be extra polite and friendly towards him, even choosing to interact with him rather than the White kid because I feel guilty about my implicit racism towards him, even though there’s a big part of me that’s like “why are you here” in my head, which I feel bad about and try to compensate for.
They tell me about the meme, and apparently there’s this Irish YouTuber who made a video about it. I somehow find this YouTuber after watching his video about the meme and talk to him about it. Can’t remember what we said or what really happened here, although I remember it getting really deep and meta, like really, really
fucking weird, taking the meme to a whole new level of disturbing, yet most fascination for me. Again, wish I could describe or even remember this because it went deep into the meme and was probably the weirdest part of the dream, but I forgot. (Holy fuck, I felt like I had a moment of clarity there where I suddenly remembered this sequential in full, but then I forgot after like a second. Apparently this was like 5-10 minutes long, or at least seemed this long, and involved me waking up again, only to continue to talk to the Irish guy and watch his video).
After talking to this Irish guy about the meme and his video about it, and watching all kinds of new perspectives of the meme, I wake up again and immediately think, “holy shit, that was weird, I need to write this down right now”. I get out my IPhone and begin writing, desperately trying to remember the dream in even its smallest detail, but I either stop for no obvious reason or my IPhone runs out of charge, I’d say I don’t remember, but I don’t think that detail was completely clear to me at the time (I may have woke up again, a lot of the dreams at this point blend together and it’s very hard to tell which is which or which order they even come in.
When I woke up again, or stopped using my phone after a few minutes I’m suddenly with my cousin and I’m trying to explain the dream to her. For some reason between explaining it to her I’m watching an episode of Rick and Morty (probably my brains half sarcastic way of saying, this is so fucking meta we’re entering Rick and Morty tiers of weirdness) which both the Irish guy’s video and thus my meme is in, strewn all throughout the episode, again, I’m reviled all the previous perspectives of the meme, but also some new ones from the episode, and the episode also seems to blend into another show that I’ve never seem before.
After watching the episode I’m outside with my cousin with a big bag full of memes (“big bag full of memes”? That sounds so retarded.), and I’m trying to explain all the weird dreams, the meme, and the Irish guy to her. Eventually we go inside to watch Rick and Morty, and that exact same episode plays again, but the meme and the Irish guy’s videos are no longer there.
So I wake up again and immediately think “this is my fucking chance”. I try desperately to remember every last detail about all the dreams again so I can tell Kadence, and as I do get out the bag full of memes, videos, pics, the Irish guy’s video, Rick and Morty, and all, and try to frantically upload them to the site, but then I wake up again.
Can’t remember anything about this dream, but I’m in the building at the start of my dream again and I begin to recall the whole dream, and as I do I realise that I’m dreaming, that it’s all been a dream. Remember every time I woke up I was aware that everything that proceeded it was a dream, but I also thought the meme, Irish guy, etc were real for some reason. As I begin to fully realise that I’m dreaming I desperately pull myself out of it (or did I).
Takes me awhile to successfully pull myself out, but when I do I forget like half the dream I was trying to remember so hard in my actual dream right away, like I wake up for real and half of the details (most of which relate to the Irish guy) just disappear.
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