Dream dispatches from around the globe. Visit World Dream Atlas Read more in The Atlantic I see the dead - known and unknown A girl with no face - I see her when I close my eyes She was a spirit announcing her presence and she has been protecting me ever since The dream was about becoming fully awake. The first time I had that feeling was in the 70’s I had a dream that the relationship I was in was a mathematical function I lay on my bed motionless as a menacing black cloud approached I would have dreams of being burned alive in my house Where there could have been crops, there were only and axes, and blood, and mutilated bodies I began interpreting dreams at the age of ten under my father’s guidance When I looked up, the bed was surrounded by every woman I have ever had sex with I’m not a very religious man, but one night, I saw a dead holy man very very clearly I do not know what is chasing me, but I am too afraid to turn around Then the father instructed the older son to hammer nails into the younger son’s back, which he did It’s as though my mind has combined the two of them into one person I’m looking for my son, who only exists in the dream, and I never find him Either the miniature shoes store is closed, or I have no money - the story always ends in heartbreak And, they showed me this bow tie in a glass case. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen Many times, I am a bird, flying over the fields A herd of buffalo crossed the outfield during the baseball game and nobody noticed but me Sometimes, I begin to shake and I can feel her enter my body Charlie and Oona rose out of their graves. ‘Ashok,’ they said, ‘You’re doing good in this world’ I was so frightened, so I pushed the monster. Then I saw that he was just as afraid of me I was in the desert and saw people dressed in white. I found an orb glowing with yellow light I would walk through the office and fuck every single person there - that’s just how you’d say hi A demon-baby slithers out of me, and I know that it’s going to grow up to be pure evil When I'm lucid, I'll ask for a negative version of myself to appear. I call him Dark Jared Up ahead there was a child running. Then, my mom turned to me and said, ‘That child is you' In my dreams I’m always inventing – always creating things The sky was black, with no stars, and I was in darkness. An orb of white fire appeared overhead I’m not a human being