Apocalypse / Post-Apocalypse Dreams

A bit late, but, this is my first outing on the forum, so, figured I'd at least reply to something. I cannot seem to escape the curse of long comments, so, be warned.

I only remember two apocalyptic dreams, one lucid and one not. Both are somewhat recent, though, not within the month. I'll only go over the lucid dream due to length, but, the non-lucid dream was about nuclear fall out.

Lucid Apocalyptic Dream: The dream starts with a group of four, me, one of my friends, and two others. It seems like real life, however, there is a timer that stays active in my vision (upper left part). The timer is for how long we've survived in a zombie apocalypse, meaning that it was actually a simulation all along, though, I didn't figure this out until later.

Me and the group rush into a house in the town by where I live, trying to get food and shelter. There seems to be water around the house, so, traversing is a bit difficult. We get through the house, keeping an eye out for any zombies, when we start talking about how we're on a good roll as we've made it 28 days, the 29th day coming very soon.

Almost like karma, we enter the main bedroom and there seems to be a dead zombie on the bed. We move around the room when one of our members (a girl I think) goes under the water, being dragged down and getting turned. Me, my friend, and the other person (a male) start freaking out, the male moving over to the bed. The "dead" zombie "wakes up", biting him, though we all fight the bed zombie off. My friend charges out the window and both me and the male follow.

The male starts shaking and I try and calm him down once outside, saying to stay awake, that he can fight the virus. He shakes his head and I back up a bit, seeing him turn. He tells me to follow my friend so I do, leaving him behind.

Me and my friend run down the street leading out of the town and towards my house. I start reflecting on the previous group who only made it 28 days, as they had been a complete group until the last day in a freak accident only a mile away. The time hits 29 and I yell out to my friend "we're the kings now!" This sparked my lucidity as I'm a female, but, was probably helped since I had had another LD in the same REM cycle the dream before. While I'm processing this, me and my friend reach a cow pasture, a whole new wave of zombies coming from in front of us. I yell out to my friend something as I turn, making it over the fence. I stop for a second and, getting my head together a slight bit, I try and force the time of day to change (it was in the dead of night in the dream, so, I tried to make it mid day). I manage to do this before I start to hear outside noises, the feeling of floating up occurring as well as the dream ends.

I have them very, very rarely – or at least I don't remember a lot of them! Do you happen to play computer games with an apocalyptic theme, or watch movies/series?

didn't realize this thread was here....I just posted on the Lucid Dreaming Forum asking if anyone else has been having post-apocalyptic dreams consistently since approx. 2018? Many are lucid or semi-lucid(many abilities but little conscious recognition) and they aren't frightening...really curious to see if Im the only person out there

I've always had tornado dreams. Since they destroy, it's kind of apocalyptical.

Seems the more nados in my dream, the worse the bad luck the next day or two is for me in the waking world.

They are rare but when I have one, I pay attention and brace myself.

I've never had a tornado hit or destroy anything in my dreams. I always see them in the near distance coming closer. Suppose examples are warranted.

My first tornado dream was of one tornado coming toward my parents home (I've been long moved out but step mom still lives there). As I watched it approach, I felt the fear anyone would. It never hit the house.

When I woke up, a few hours later I got a call that my friend had been in a car accident. They had a broken leg but nothing more serious than that, thank goodness.

Had one in 2015 with two tornados coming toward me in another. I was at some broken down house that had a small barn outside, trees in front of the house and a field beyond. A tornado came toward me so I ran into the house knowing it wasn't safe at all and sat on some stairs going up to the second floor. I noticed my dad was sitting next to me. When the tornado suddenly became two, I got very scared. Neither of them hit but they got close. I held tight to my dad to keep him safe.

I woke from the dream and later got a call later that day that my dad had had a sudden massive stroke. He was hospitalized for almost 4 months, it was that bad. Man was fully healthy up to the point of his sudden stroke. Shook us all to the core. He ended up passing away June 23, 2016 from having a 2nd just as bad stroke.

In 2002 I had a nado dream and it was five tornados. They were different sizes between f2 and f5. It was horrific.

I woke and between later that day and the next, my car broke down fully, I lost my job, I got the flu badly and my boyfriend broke up with me and kicked me out that same day.

Tornado dreams are rare for me but I've been Pavlov'd HUGE over it all. When I have one, I brace myself once I wake up. I know the beliefs within the Lucid Guide are that dreams can't foretell the future and are just our subconscious, and technically for the 5 tornado one, I obviously knew things with the boyfriend weren't going that well though I did not expect him to turn rabid and break up and boot me to the curb as he did, and I probably felt off in regards to the flu the next day - though I am the kind to be fine one minute and a few minutes later I'm sick as a dog. I get no warning signs 9 times out of 10. Cant explain the car as it was running perfect up to that moment I went to start it. Losing the job was out of left field and hit me hard being coupled with everything else that hapoened.

Those are my apocalypse dreams. Unless I can count my fallout 3 and New Vegas inspired dreams I had after playing the games. Those were both scary and cool.

Haha, go figure: this thread must have dream-seeded me! One of last night's dreams:

Post-apocalypse: we live in a kind of Waterworld, on platforms and huge boats. But it's a peaceful world, we have learned from the errors of our ancestors. I'm going to trade school every day, taking one of the bus-boats to get there and back again. Today, I'm done with my classes; I'm sitting in the boat and wait for it to set sail. It's made from wood and looks like an enormous loaf of bread: round and brown. But it's obviously old, the wood has many signs of weathering. This doesn't surprise me – it HAS to be very old, as wood is a resource that we don't have access to anymore.

An old man, sitting a few rows in front of me, asks if I know the history of this boat. This boat especially, not this kind of boat? Yes. He says this was actually one of the very boats that saved our ancestors after the catastrophe, like Noah's Arc. That it was actually not completely done yet when they had to set sail, so the people had to shovel water out of the boat constantly until they found a way to seal the gaps. I am impressed that I'm sitting in such an impressive piece of our history. There the dream ends.

I have apocalyptic dreams very, very rarely. In fact, I think it's been years since my last one! The catastrophes in my dreams tend to be of a smaller, more personal scale.