A few weeks ago i had a dream, of Dream, (and Death)
I was sat round a fire, with many different creatures that looked like the kind of thing that goes on in a sci-fi writer's head. There were also two figures on laying on shes longs. they had humanoid bodies, but were clearly not human, nor did they have human heads. one was clearly female, and both were just black and white.
I remember we told stories, and i remember i told a story, though i cant remember which or what.
then the story time ended, and i walked humbly towards the two figures. The female spoke to me. she didn't speak in English, or any other language i could recognize, but i knew that she was complimenting me on the story.
Then i woke up.

Has anyone else here dreamed of Dream? (or any other of the endless/ members of the dreaming etc?)

This sounds so familiar, I don't know if I dreamed it or remember it or just imagined it one day. There's this place beyond the world, and something like a fire that's the center of everything, and some folks who live there who tell stories while they sit around the fire. It's like the after-party of whole universes, where old universes go when they retire.

Was there one that looked like a big spherical molecule with little balls whizzing around it and a really high pitched, excited sounding voice? A thing that looks like a weird slinky but with eyes? A creature carved out of living darkness darker than the night called 'Nothing', but she's not?

Anyway my memory image of that is kind of vague, it's just the sitting around the fire telling stories with weird beings in a place that's beyond all worlds that seems really familiar. The characters there I can't mostly remember right now besides the ones I mention. Hmm, 'Stanley the Toilet Monster' too. Best not to think about him. He's a real shit.

Oh, my dream of Dream, this is from the early 90s or so so I don't really remember it that well but let me try:

I lived in a land of elemental realms. It was these enormous rooms that went on forever in every direction but somehow were just rooms as well. My people were in the 'Elemental Plane of Dreams', and I had been the youngest until recently. I had been created to entertain the others. I got the impression that they kept making a 'new guy' to come up with new dreams when they got tired of the old ones. An old man with white hair was telling me that I was made on a computer, it looked like a big cube with a heat radiator on top or something, and it was a Sun-1. I have no idea if they really look like that. After they made me they put me in charge of the whole plane, and I could make stuff for everybody to entertain them. I looked quite a bit like Dream from Sandman, but then, that's sort of what I looked like in the 1990s -- which is how I found out about Sandman in the first place someone was like "Hey dude, you know who you look like?"

After a while I made a daughter. She ran away from home and to the Elemental Plane of Earth, saying 'I hate you I hate you' or whatever. She hooked up with the Earth King and was hanging out at his palazzo, which reminded me of a dark ages castle complete with dimly lit corners, torches in braziers, and tons of drunken revelry and roasted animals. After a while I went to try to get her back but she wouldn't come. The Earth people got angry at us and invaded. I built a huge tower that nobody who wasn't from the plane of dreams would ever find their way up. It was a spiral staircase to the clouds, and if you didn't know dreams, you'd get lost on the way up and never make it. Everyone had to walk up this spiral staircase but I could just fly up. The Earth people overran the rest of the plane, the dream people weren't very good at violence.

It was just the small group of folks up in the clouds on a platform that sat atop the spiral staircase, and everyone was like 'well, what now?'

That's about all I remember.