What are documentary dreams about?

Two days ago I had one of the most horrifying experiences of my entire life, it still hasn’t left me. I had a dream that quickly became a nightmare within a few seconds and I will never forget it.

I don’t know if there’s a medical explanation for what happened and I don’t know if I’m going crazy or not.

From what I remember, the transition started from when I could see the shape of moth-person thing in a dark shadow, this didn’t scare me at all, I actually found it curious, I remember going to a building to explain what I seen to a woman. This woman took me by the wrist to what seemed like a police station (I thought this was to give a statement or whatever of what I had seen). I was led into a lit up basement with bars that opened then closed behind me, this was where I felt uncomfortable, so I tried to run.

It was at this point what I thought was a dream became one of the most confusing and horrifying things I’ve ever experienced in my life.

A man grabbed my arm then shoved a device onto my skin, it burned and it felt like I was being electrocuted, I was dreaming and stayed dreaming but I felt everything that was done to me. I remember screaming whilst he kept taking it off, then putting it back on. I remember this going on for a while, till I ran through something and got out. Then I just remember seeing visions of news reports and documentaries of children being abducted and tortured. This gave me the biggest feeling of dread and is eventually what woke me up.

I had a dream last night that was like a sitcom skit that went on for several hours, figured I'd post it here.

I went to this weird school dinner thing at 8PM at a school I've never been to, I get inside, and I go to get some food. I ask for spaghetti, and the dude behind the counter asks me "Glass or metal plate?" I'm so fucking confused but I ask for a glass plate. Dude says "You sure? Metal plates are better for the environment" I start arguing with the guy about how there wouldn't be much of a difference between a glass and metal plate in terms of environmental impact, but this dude INSISTS that I get the metal plate. Eventually, the dude behind the counter walks to a projector thing in the room where this is all happening, and puts on some kind of documentary about environmental stuff, most of it just being jibberish to try and get me to get the metal plate. After the movie is done, I still ask for the glass plate, me and the guy argue some more. After a bit more arguing, he leaves the counter, goes to the stage in the room (the room is some kind of cafetorium btw if you didn't pick up on that) and out comes a FUCKING PLAY about how glass plates are bad and metal plates are good. After the play is all said and done, we're back at the counter. It's midnight by this point and I'm so fed up and hungry that I give in and get a metal plate. He pulls out this metal tray with Facebook mom memes printed on it, puts half a cup worth of spaghetti on it, and hands it to me. I'm so tired and fed up that I don't even question it, I sit down, I eat the pathetic amount of spaghetti, I get back up, return the metal plate to the counter, dude thanks me, and I walk through the exit. I wake up.

TL:DR: dude tries for 4 hours to get me to eat spaghetti from his boomer meme plate

It either stemmed from a misunderstood Reddit post or YouTube comment. Anyway it spiraled into a big thread of me vs the internet. And with my inability to explain to them, I became an internet sensation and everyone hated me. Hateful memes were made about me. A full 30-minute YT documentary against me. The more I try to explain, the more I was hated. Who knows whether someone is trying to find my location. It was the scariest dream ever probably

Thankfully I never made a controversial thread in real life, right?

…right?

Last night I had a dream that I was on a cruise ship, completely unaware of the missile was being sent at it. The missile was fired only a mile away so no military personnel would detect/shoot it down in time. I saw this dream in documentary form; as if watching a documentary about the cruise ship being attacked. I was on the ship but never in the documentary. I was hearing the narration of the people explaining their experience on the ship. For example, some parts i was seeing this man talking to the "camera" about hiis experience, and other parts i saw what was going on with narration. Does this ever happen to anyone else?

Hey there,

Last night, I had a dream I made a film in a villa with friends. Half real life, half art experiment. We went to a villa in Malta and every night strange people would flock in their hundreds to party with us. We somehow turned it in a critically acclaimed film/documentary. Years later, we go back to the villa for an anniversary of the film release. There are hundreds of people partying again. Orgies, women hassling us for sex. Very surreal, overwhelming and strange. My friends are all there and we gather for a picture of us on this occasion. All of a sudden, I know I'm in my room and in bed next to my girlfriend. I can't move and there's a voice behind me and a tall shadow figure at the end of the bed. The voice sounded old and medieval. It said "why do we let people walk all over us?" over and over. I was trying to shout, poke my girlfriend, do anything to make it end, but I was paralysed. It was terrifying. I awoke to the sound of my cat meowing outside the door. I'm now laid in my bed, writing this; terrified to go back to sleep.

Any thoughts on the meaning?