So I'm at an office with J and we're filling out some paperwork to get discounted wine. The package comes with 20 bottles, but the bottles themselves are really small. So I back out of it, and just wait on him to finish. I forgot what the total came to, but I helped him out on it, and when we were leaving, there was a lot of people there all of a sudden. We started heading out, and there were four different exits. J was nowhere in site, so I just headed off to the door on my left.
Exiting out of the building, I was holding the door open for a woman, but she went in through the employees entrance, so I kept holding it for the group behind her. Some guy decided to say something smart about the clothes I was wearing. I think he got all arrogant because he was with a group of at least 6 people. I told him outright, "man, F you". He turned around, and got in my face.
He came up to me and asked me what I said, like he didn't hear it again, and I repeated myself. Then I told him "this is going to be really stupid to get in a fight over some clothes". Right then two of his home boys came up, and I started backing off so I wouldn't get surrounded. He threw the first punch, and I dodged it. Punched him in the face, and he took it really well. Like one of those strong DC types. I punched him in the face again, and he started talking junk.
Just right then, I ducked, dodging one of the other guys punches. I headed back to the first guy and punched him in the stomach several times and discovered thats where he's weak at. Then I turned my attention to the third guy, let off a combo, and ran off a bit. When I turned around, I noticed the first guy was bent over; still trying to recover from the attack.
I was at the bottom of this hill that lead to a side walk, so I decided to run back up and throw the guy down the hill. He landed right on the sidewalk, and that was pretty much it for him. I kept fighting the other two DC's while yelling out for J's help, but he never show'd up. So I kept trying to take the fight closer and closer to where he parked at while owning these guys until the dream faded.
I'm driving on what I recognize in the dream to be I-69 S, a highway I used to take to get to my girlfriend's old house. I miss a major dreamsign here, because I know for a fact that I69 doesn't go south, it only goes north of my house. Anyway, I'm driving down the highway, and see the sign for the Mexican border. Oddly enough there are no checkpoints, tollbooths or anything, just a sign. I decide 'What the heck, I'll go on a little adventure, I'm not doing anything today. So I head on into Mexico. For some reason I'm driving on a bridge over a forest now, I look down and see thousands of trees as far as the eye could see. I'm distracted by something and I drive off the bridge. I guess I got knocked out, when I came to, my car was no where in sight. I call my mom, and say 'Guess what?' She apparently knew I was driving near the Mexican border, because she says 'You didn't decide to go to mexico just because you were driving so close did you?' I laugh and tell her I did, only I accidentally drove off the bridge. She sighs and we hang up. I start searching for my car, still chuckling to myself about how she knew what I did. There is a large, slow moving river with several logs laying across it. I cross the river, and start searching in the direction of the US. I climb a hill, and find a man at the top. The man doesn't speak much English, but he speaks more than I speak Spanish. He asks me if I have lost my car (ROFL). I tell him I have, and ask him to help me find it. He agrees and starts asking me questions about the car in English. I answer him in Spanish. (I managed a fast food restaurant for a year or so, and picked up a bit of Spanish from my cooks)
We are now in the sewers. It's not stinky as you might imagine, but it's dark, damp, and a little chilly. I am not looking for my car anymore, I am looking for a little girl. He thinks she might be in here, so we continue searching. We find a child's doll on the ground, in a spot of light shining down through from the surface. We turn down that corridor, and reach a small room. (Like the sewer rooms from Oblivion) He turns around and pulls out a pistol. He speaks perfect English now, and tells me his story. Of course I don't remember the story lol. He is pointing a pistol at me the whole time, and the little girl is behind him. After he finishes his story, I take his pistol, point it at him, and with the girl, start backing out of the room. After we get out, we turn around and start running. The man's younger associate comes runnning after us with a Kriss smg (I had read an article about them the night before) He catches us and we are now in a tiny cage, barely enough room for us both. He holds up the cage, and suddenly I've got long, slender, razor sharp teeth. I decide I feel like an animal in this cage, so I bite his fingers. I imagine how painful that would be, having my long teeth tear into his flesh. Ouch. He lets go of the cage, and catches it with his other hand. Then he stupidly holds it by the bars again, so I give him another chomp.
I wake up.
I now notice that not once in the dream did I see the little girl. Also the man who I met in the forest looked like Mr. Panucci from Futurama. LOL
A man is threatening me by holding a knife at my throat. I remember that being attacked or threatened is a common dream sign for me so I do an RC. I become lucid so I immediately ignore the current situation and start flying. I am on the field of Troy high, and I fly over the trees in great swoops down to where the freshman dorms are. I land. I think about how tactile sensations are imagined in the dream despite the fact that reality checks (like blowing on your hands) are imagined. I try pinching myself to see if I can feel pain. I think about teleporting somewhere (can't remember where) so I close my eyes and try to visualize it. I start to feel my physical body lying in bed so I quickly open my eyes back to the dream again. I try flying to downtown Troy but I lose lucidity at some point after that.
Tonight was ridiculous. I went to bed at 12:00 and I couldn't fall asleep until 1am because of all of the vivid memories that were swarming through my mind. Some nights when I try to WILD it takes me a really long time to transition, but others it happens in a flash. I decided after about an hour that I was causing myself to remember and that I needed to relax and give up any conscious control. So I stop recalling memories and stop giving myself the command to RC repeatedly, and I end up sleeping.
I had like 10 dreams last night, with two False Awakenings, but the dream was very light sleep and I woke up many times throughout the night while continually asking myself, "what did I just dream about" so I could have it all fresh in my memory for when I woke up in the morning. Maybe I need something to write these down with in the middle of the night, but I have a roommate who might get pissed at the idea....
My CAN-WILD didn't exactly work because I didn't hear the alarm at 5am, but I think that I still had 2 FAs right after it, which indicates to me that even though I didn't consciously register the sound of the alarm, my consciousness level shifted within the dream world and caused me to "wake up."
I'm really motivated now to actually have my first LD through deliberate techniques because I can feel it coming. Already from tonight, I can clearly see all of my dream signs just being blatantly displayed in front of me, and I actually took control of one dream without being lucid, so my level of consciousness is definitely getting elevated. For tonight, I will try to go to bed a little more tired than last night, and I won't try to reminisce as much before sleeping.
I will still time my alarm for 5 hours after going to sleep and we will see how it works. It's going to happen tonight so I'm excited to report tomorrow!
My dream recall really improved tonight, I had a lot of dreams, but I really remember a lot of fragments rather than these long and drawn out scenarios. I know that looking back it's actually very hard for me to distinguish some of my dreams from reality because they are mostly mundane and I have the PassObs state so pervasive in my dreams.
Dream 1-- HellBoy Reloaded
This movie has nothing to do with Hellboy, except that it has the main actress from the movie. I am PassObs in this dream, watching the movie as it unfolds before me. It feels like I'm caught in the trailer because she is narrating the whole time as I am observing, and there is a lot of mental commentary going on in the background of my mind.
So, the dream starts with her talking about herself and how she was a confused girl or something looking for love. Then I see a scene where she is inside of a giant cake that is being pushed down the hall. She has a similar costume as if she were in the movie Hellboy, thus the title. She says she is looking for love, and that her whole life turned around after this one event.
The cake gets pushed into a restaurant. And it's directly in the middle. Suddenly there are 5 guys, who I recognize as all competing for her love, that burst out in a murdering spree everyone in the restaurant. There are three guys who I basically discard and don't pay attention to. There is one guy with red hair, who I can't think of at the moment, and the last one is Wolverine! haha.
So I see Wolverine kill people, and then he takes this one guy out of the room by his claws. This whole time I'm thinking "how does she gets these men to like her?" "Maybe she just displays her real personality and whether or not they like her doesn't actually affect her because she has so many people who like her".. It's a really intricate thought process that I'm not doing justice to here, but I felt sad and depressed while thinking the thoughts. I was looking at the movie as a type of archetype for how to act, and I had this mental cycle that basically went "I'm not good enough, how do I get better?, the movie knows the answer so watch the movie and learn the right way."
Anyway, I follow Wolverine out into where he dragged the guy, and suddenly I'm in my cabana back in Dallas. I can't say for sure what happened after this because I had another dream at 5am that really scares me and might be a true account about what I did, but I am not for sure because I can only remember what I said happened.
Dream 2-- 5am continuation of dream 1
So, in this dream, everything repeats just like dream 1. When I follow Wolverine out I become aware that I am part of an assassination squad, and our group name is on this serving tray that looks exactly like what they would bring you for an order or room service. Once again, I am in my cabana.
I look around, and I am in this rectangular room, which doesn't actually resemble my cabana at all except the ground is carpetted a light blue and the doors are white. The tray disappears as I look back, and it is replaced by three of my high school friends: Stewart, AK, and a third person. I immediately announce to them that this is a dream and that I had just experienced this situation earlier, but I don't become lucid.
I explain to them in detail exactly what had happened, or at least what I remember. I cannot be sure if in this dream I am giving a true account of what happened in the original dream, but I seem pretty damn convinced, and everything I was describing was accurate.
So, I tell this is a dream, and I show them what I did. I walk over to a door, and I say, "I opened this door, and there's a bed and a TV, and I watched the TV from the bed." I open the door, and it initially it doesn't seem like there is a bed inside but I can see the TV. It doesn't matter, I don't look long enough to care. I walk over to another door and say and here is the exit. As I am walking over I can see the look on their faces is really freaked out/surprised. Both of their eyes are like in a way that is really exaggerated. I can't believe I didin't lucid this!! That's the end.
Dream 3-- Airport Group Bathroom
Some of my dreams that I have now-a-days seem to give me memories of dreams I've had in the past but WHILE I'M STILL IN THE DREAM. It's very weird. When I wake up I cannot remember having any dream like it, but in my dream mind I am sure of my location, and it all seems very familiar. In fact, I have memories of how the other dreams went, but they only last as long as my dream.
In this dream, I am carrying a blue tub, which is a debate term for one of the 10 gallon plastic containers that carry everything. I am walking through an airport, and I think that is my luggage. I know I need to take a shower before I board because I don't want to be gross for the flight. I walk over to this huge gray table where there is a security guard sitting down. He is black.
I put down my tub on the table, and I open it a little maybe to see what's inside but change my mind because he calls me over. He asks from my student ID, I give him my college student ID, and then I walk over to bathroom. I don't remember walking through any door, but I appear in the bathroom at the back right hand corner. I am only wearing a towel at this point. This is a huge square room where there are lines of sinks along the wall, and people sitting in stools near each sink. At the opposite corner (front left) I see a door that is slightly open and appears to be a shower. Where I am seems to be some sort of sauna.
I walk around looking for an empty spot, but I'm not saying anything. I think I'm in PassObs at this point because the scenery is so still and I'm not interacting at all. I find an empty sink and put down a white book I had in my hands apparently. As I sit, I get tapped on the shoulder. It's a black woman wearing what looks like blue scrubs as if she were a nurse.
She says something but I can't hear her because I have my right earbud in randomly. I take it out and do a sort of curt "what?" and she asks me a question I can't remember and I say "no." she proceeds to tell me that I am very rude and that I need to watch the way I speak. This comment makes me really self-conscious and ends the dream because I go into a PassObs state and everything begins to turn black. I think about how my comment really was rude and how I might actually be a rude person without realizing it and that I don't want to be rude in the future.
Dream Fragment 4-- Spider vs. Cat
This dream was a drawn out battle between what seemed like two comic super hero characters that were going to kill each other. Once again, I was passive observer in this dream, watching the scene as if it were a movie and all I could do was watch and think. We are in this darkened room, and I see the SpiderGuy (who is white with black hair, long sideburns, and I can't remember clothing) getting his head hit against a wall. As his head smashes against the wall, he looks to the right, which is looking directly at me. Suddenly, he morphs into a spider, and he crawls around trying to escape.
Because it's night, he is very sneaky and goes underneath a bed that I am on. The opponent, who I never see, starts to wait. After a little bit of no action, the spider crawls along the side of a wall at a fast speed toward the door at the other end of this darkened room. I see the opponent now, in the form of a cat, jump up and try to get him. Freaked out, the spider crawls all the way back underneath the bed, and we wait again.
We wait for a long time, maybe 2 minutes, and then these thoughts enter my head like, he's decided never to come out, what a brilliant strategy. And because thoughts determine reality, I stop thinking about the fight altogether, and just pay attention to this cat that is now sitting near the foot of this bed I am on. The cat, which is orange and white, starts to move toward me a little after I bring my attention to it.
It doesn't reach me though, it turns and climbs into what looks like a crib. There is a black cat that hops in from out of my vision. I assume that these cats know eachother because they start to snuggle. I observe how they interact with each other and try to determine what their relationship is like based on their behavior and what signals they are trying to send to each other. This is my classic PassObs state, where I am just watching an event and being purely analytical about it. I am having these thoughts like "oh, the orange cat is moving away slightly agitated so it doesn't like the black cat that much. The black cat is really needy for attention and affection, but the orange cat doesn't want to give it to him. I wonder if the orange cat knows and is just too cool or what"
Stuff like that. Whenever I go deep into PassObs, I end up either switching dream scenes completely because my environment turns all black and I lose focus on any particular sight because I am caught up in my thoughts or I wake up.
Dream 5-- High School Picnic
This dream starts off in a really nice house. I am with my friend, Will, from high school and apparently his dad and some other people. We all walk into this room that looks like a classroom, but seems to be part of the mansion as well. Everyone sits down on top of a desk because there are no chairs in this room. Some people have some bud that they are smoking and I don't have any so I start looking for some.
Somehow I know that underneath these desks there are drawers that I and pull out. I try a couple and there is nothing in them. I walk over to a separate isle of desks and try again. I find what looks like purely a rolling paper, but as I pull it out I hear a dad say "oh look he got one" so I decide to light it. I have to squish it together and roll it with my fingers for it to remain taut and not fall apart. As I am smoking it I get the feeling like I am actually getting high. My vision starts to blur a little and I completely relax into the situation. My analytical mind goes blank and I just start walking along. I end up walking outside where there are a bunch of other high school friends having a picnic.
They are sitting on these wooden tables that have pizza and chips on them. I see Gefen, and Doug, and David C., and Sean. All of these people I have seen smoke bud at one point or another, so the connection here is clear. As I am walking around, I am trying to have conversations with some of them, but I get in my head and analytical about what we are talking about, which makes me want to move on and do something else because the analytical aspect makes me really uncomfortable and uneasy. I can't talk to anybody without my mind firing a million thoughts per second, so I just wander around high for a while. I never finish my blunt, but I continue to smoke it throughout the dream.
False Awakening 1-- Talking to Daniel
So I am flying to Boston on Thursday, so I wanted to call my friend over at BU to hang out and chill. I did this during a False Awakening and our conversation was like Me: "hey man, I'm coming into town this weekend" "oh nice man.. (something about his roommate)" "I'll be there Thursday Friday Saturday wan to chill" "(says something nonresponsive)" (SILENCE) in my head I go PassObs thinking about whether I should say "are you free?" or just drop the conversation and take his non-committal response as a no. Then I start thinking about all the cool stuff he must be doing in BU and how he just chills until someone asks him to do something and then goes with the flow that way. WOW I get up in my head!!
False Awakening 2-- Comments from Matthew
Yesterday I had a 30 minute conversation with my TA in Writing class about how to do this upcoming project. He talked to me a lot about my analytical mind and how I like to tackle the larger, meta issues of a subject, which sometimes forces me away from the more pragmatic and applicable problems that the prompt is trying to point to. These comments started me thinking about how that applies to my life in everyday situations and how I could change that behavior or what I would need to do in order for that behavior to change.
In my dream, I am writing down geometrical shapes and words on graph paper while listening to a distant voice that sounds exactly like Matthew. He is telling me in my dream that I am too critical and that I need to settle down and relax. I am sorting through the paper trying to find where I put these comments. He is explaining that I already know everything I just need to organize the thoughts and make them cogent instead of muddling the issue and trying to make it more complex. I think I am awake this whole time because I am in my dorm room and everything seems normal.
After enough of these comments, I go into PassObs of self-criticism about my behavior and my ability to learn things and write essays, which causes the dream scene to go black and I wake up.
Dream 6-- Arguments with Friends about Gender
So I am in a separate darkened room with two people that I think I know. They seem to be related because they are lying in the same bed, while I am in my own chair, which I think is a bean bag chair. At first, I am facing them and we are talking about the difference between guys and girls. We are talking about it from the parent's point of view and which would be harder to raise and why.
I don't know what we were saying specifically, but out of synchronicity, the TV turns on, and I swivel around somehow in my bean bag chair. The TV character looks like Jon Stewart and he is explaining how for guys the cost of being raised is like $2 because we don't need anything. For girls it's like $50,000 because they need tampons, bras, and all of these other materials. After the show is over I turn around and we all start laughing.
Dream Fragment 7-- Nurse Mom
I am laying in the bed I sleep in whenever I go to my grandparent's house. Instead of being normal, my legs are hanging off the side and I am lying on some pillows, with my face turned to the side looking at a TV screen with some medicial show playing. I feel sick, and I transition from being inside my body to going PassObs and being a part of the show through the camera. Next, my mom walks into the room with some soup. This dream occurred chronologically after I had the dream where I smoked the blunt, so I was really worried that she would notice the smell of bud. This is an example where I have memories of previous dreams inside of my dream.
She comes over and pats me on the back in a comforting way. I start to get really paranoid and freaked out that she knows, which forces me into PassObs mode and then out of the dream!! Grr!
Dream Fragment 8-- Talking to a DC
This isn't lucid, but I'm in my dorm room talking to a DC. He is explaining to me his experiences with LD and how it helped him in his life. He explains to me how he used to be depressed and lacking in creativity. Then he found the world of LD and he never wanted to leave. It allowed him to fully explore his imagination and take a leap into another world. I suddenly get this vibrant thought of me flying over a city and just racing through the wind. There is a great breeze going through my hair, but the scene is amazing and awesome, and now I am super motivated to fly in a LD!
Overall, my dream recall really improved tonight, but I also think that I was not getting very deep sleep. I was tossing and turning a lot which I think kept my consciousness level higher than normal, but also affected my rest. I didnt hear my WILD alarm go off at 5am, but I still had many FAs which is a sign that my WILDing techniques are getting better. I feel like I am having more and more obvious chances to DILD, which is really encouraging. I am focusing more on RCing during the day and making them serious RCs. I will take deep breaths and start looking around and feeling my clothes in order to get a mixture of sense perceptions. I tell myself throughout the day "When I am dreaming, I will look at my hands and recognize the dream state." I'm really motivated on this WILD journey, and I think that with a little more practice I will start having these WILDs and DILDs tonight! I can see it happening, there is just that little extra step of realizing shit is weird in the dream. I will have to start paying more attention to my reality so that I can say "hey this is a little weird, I'm going to RC" just to ingrain the habit.
For a while I had these dreams that I was either in a relationship with or just friends with this man. I know who the guy is but I've never met him before, heck i've never even had a conversation with him before! But he keeps coming into my dreams!
Last night i dreamed he was sitting with one of my old friends outside my house and my old friend asked him about his boyfriend (which was weird because he isn't gay) and he didn't acknowledge me at all. I woke up from that dream only to dream about him agian! And this time he was my best friend! I was such a good friend with him that I remember just walking into his "house" and his mom just being like "Come on in!" and we just hung out for what seemed like hours! I remember being so happy just hanging out with guy. And everytime it's the same. I dream about him and I just feel so incredibly happy that when I wake up I just get sad!
What could this mean?
This one is from several nights ago, I just hadn't posted it online. It was pretty strange, and confusing even just after I woke, not to mention nearly a week later... But here we go anyway
We are in some sort of fancy cruise ship. There is red carpeting with gold trim in all the corridors. The walls are stained cherry, and there are gold/brass fancy light fixtures protruding from the walls at regular intervals. To my right is a super old telephone, it's hooked up to a pc so that guests can make calls on the old phone, and still get the experience, even though the technology is outdated. I get the sense that I and several others have been transported through time and find ourselves on this ship.[/INDENT]
Everything gets very vague after this point.
I've got a sense of being forward in time, seeing problems in the world. Friends are dead. Relationships are ruined. We return home and fix the problems that I saw in the future. As a final act, I must go into an abandoned movie theater. I'm trapped in here, but can communicate with the outside world. There is an old man on the outside with a map of the realm I'm trapped in. He sits staring at it, while on the inside, I'm trying to find a way out. After a while, he figures out that it somehow relates to chess, he circles a few spaces on his map with a sharpie, and I play a game of chess with an unknown force, and escape. Hurray!
I seem to be watching a movie. I'm not participating at all in this dream.
The dream begins with very cintematic camera angles. It shows the stomach of a woman. Then a hip with a thong being tied around it. Lips with lipstick being applied. Eyes with Eye shadow being applied. Camera zooms out to reveal it was all done by a 14-15 year old girl. I get the sense that this is a whorehouse in Britain. A 20ish boy knocks on the door, and is answered by an overly made-up woman of 45. She tells him that the girl is not ready yet because he's too early, and tells him that he knows that. In effort to keep his business, she calls another girl to come in and 'keep him busy' until the young girl from the beginning is ready.
A 20ish girl enters the room, and begs the older woman 'Nooo, please nooo!' etc. Girl and boy go into a side room. Boy appologizes for what he said to her last time. I get the feeling that it was very terrible for her. She says 'I thought you went back home.'
The boy replies 'I did but when I saw the British space shuttle on the news, I had to come back.'
I wake up. Lol that was wierd.
I reach for my dream journal to enter my dreams. I am still in bed, with the notebook on my lap, pen in my fingers trying to recall my dreams.
I wake up again... Wow, my first FA.
It's funny though, when I wake up for real I can still feel the lasting feeling of the pen between my fingers. I RC to be sure, and sure enough, I'm really awake. Oh well.
i always wake up and fall back to sleep in the mornings(when i have time to sleep) so i become lucid through WBTB and DILDs
red = lucid
dream starts with demons and other creatures chasing me through a series of tunnels. im running away with 2 other guys. the 2 guys are farther than me so as we run they close the doors behind them leaving me behind. i have to yell for them to open the door and they do eventually. this happens twice and then we run into a room with 3 closed doors. we open the 2 doors on each side of the room and find demons on the other end so they run for the last door but there are demons there as well. the 2 guys get grabbed so i close the door and try to thing of what to do. i start to remember that this has happened before and there must be a way out. thats when i remember its a dream. i know that i have to get rid of the demons before they grab me so i dont wake up. i open a side door and see demons coming towards me. i try a verbal command for them to disappear but they keep coming. they are right in front of me so i close my eyes(and can still hear them) and think of what i want to see. i open my eyes to the sound of silence. i turn the corner of the dungeon hall and i see a bright light. the light dims down and i see that i am in a glass tube(like in bioshock), under the sea. i stare at all the underwater life and i watch a whale swim by the glass tube. there is an elegant door at the end of the tube im in. as i open it i see a bright light again. i start dreaming normally again. im in a game(black ops most likely), it was an fps.
i go back into dreaming normally and my dream starts with me driving with my friend thomas. we are being chased by cops. we drive all around my hometown till we crash and run away on foot. we get away and i walk home. my dad tries to tell me to turn myself in but i dont(ive just lost interest in the chase). i go to my computer and see a bunch of MSN conversations started. i read them and then go to sleep. thats when i wake up.
chased by baseball bats, gun fight at the pizza parlor, back at home they're hurt but will live
the price just tripled for you, drive to the hospital for surgery, you lost little girl
drive by the baseball field. nice home run, kid.
Updated 05-09-2012 at 10:54 AM by 37456
I am going to a camp. I go into a large building. Inside it is dark. There is an outer hall, after which there is a chain of rooms surrounding a large hall, which is connected to a little smaller room. I go to one of the rooms surrounding the large hall. There is a creature in it. I can't remember precisely, what it looked like, but I recall it was a large, purple mass connected to the floor and ceiling. Someone comes to me explaining something about parallel universes. We exist in multiple universes and do at least partially the same things in them, but this (I don't remember what 'this' was) we should do only in this universe and let the other universes take care of themselves. I continue to the hall. There is a bazaar in it. It is very dark, there are only some purple lights in the ceiling. I go to the other end of the room, to the smaller room. There is someone playing a piano there. There is also a lift in the middle of the room. I leave the room and go back to the bazaar. I go through it to one of the smaller rooms. I continue to the next room. It is about four times the size of the previous room. It is made of grey stone and there is a forge and some anvils in it. There was someone by the forge. I go through the room, and end up in the room with the lift in it. There are some people in it. I join them. The lift starts to rise but I am overcome by the fear of high places and leave it before it goes too high. I go back through the room with the forge in it, to the room with the thing in it and into the bazaar. I see a friend of mine. She is pushing some guy on the wall on the diaphragm with her elbow. Her face is dark with anger. I turn to the opposite direction. Some thugs surround me.
"You couldn't poke even a synthetic hole"
I leave that unanswered. Another of the speaks to me:
"Didn't you hear? And besides, you should be in your class. You see, right here"
He points at a list nailed on a pillar. I read it. The lesson is outside, in the sports field.
I leave the building and go to the sports field, which is just outside. There are some of my friends there. We leave the field and the camp area. The building is in a city. We are now in the city centre. I become lucid (at least partially, I realized that I'm in a dream and can do anything, but I still stayed with my friends). In this case anything didn't mean anything you can't do while awake but instead anything you can do while awake while no one is watching. Braking windows and going into buildings (without getting hurt), that sort of stuff. Now also my friends knew we could do anything so we decided to hang around in dangerous places. After hanging in a building site my friend asked:
"Where is the city centre?"
I answered that we are already there. We go around a corner. Below us is a park by a river. Another friend of my friend is sitting there on a bench. We go to talk to her. I ask her something.
"You are a part of my dream so you know, what I mean"
She starts melding into the wood, getting smaller and smaller. Before she can answer, her head is smaller than a fingertip. I put my finger on her face and when I take it off, she is gone.
"No! Come back!"
The image changes. Now there is a computer screen in front of me. I put my hand over it. The image changes again.
The farmer on the computer speaks:
"Keep yourself lucky enough. Only five out of fifty get an answer."
Now I have a thin stick on my hand. Every time I wave it over the image, it changes, though only little. First the wallet hanging from the farmer's belt changes, the the colour of his clothes etc. I keep waving the stick over the image furiously until I wake up.
I was Morgan Freeman in my dream! How cool is that?? Who DOESN'T want to be Morgan Freeman??
I'm in some huge warehouse type building. I'm watching Morgan Freeman and a woman being escorted by a third person into this building. It's the kind of place someone would be brought to be tortured. Concrete floors, dripping rain from the high ceilings....Morgan and the woman are undercover. There are gang members all around. The woman and the person escorting them in go off somewhere, and Morgan is left behind. Now I am Morgan, and the gang members crowd around me as soon as the other two are out of sight. They surround me and get closer and closer and I know they're going to hurt me. Then something happens, someone trips or there's a noise or something. I take the opportunity to escape through a gap in the crowd of huge, angry men. They chase after me and I climb up into an awning, but the awning is made of glass. I hold myself up by gripping onto the inside edges of the awning. One of the gang members shoots at me. I pull a couple of fire alarms and cops immediately swarm the place. The guy shooting at me gets in a couple last shots before he takes off, but never hits.
Updated 08-19-2011 at 11:42 AM by 3653
I am teaching my younger brother and sister to steal. We enter some house in a city which doesn't seem to have anyone in it.
We stole something from the house and were going to another, when I notice there's lots of people. I tell my brother and sister that it's over for now and we go on our way. Several days later, I am on some computer watching a flash movie about ice mario/bowser blowing up a tower when I am poked to my shoulder.
I turn and it's my school advisor, plus some old lady. I instantly think "Oh crap I am caught". They just smile there, like being happy for finding the thief and then school advisor calmly takes a cellphone, puts in numbers and says to phone "Could you please connect to (my father's name)".
I am freaking out, for I am going to be put to jail for the rest of my life. I think my life is ruined. "Why I went to steal in the first place? Who made me do it?"
*Time warp or whatever, later anyway*
I am walking on a snowy road, it's winter. There's a lake right next to road. I fall to it for some reason and try to get back up. I see someone on the land. "I'm drowning!" I shout. Character: "No you're not!" and pushes me further to lake to deeper waters (there was snow on the bottom of the lake).
I manage to get back to land, shouting help once. I ask the character to get my stuff, for all my stuff had spreaded to lake from my bag, including the clothes I had on me. He starts getting them when I hear some sirens of a incoming emergency car, not really an ambulance, some kind of mix between that and a fire truck.
The car stoppes next to me, I feel like I am freezing. Suddenly the character goes in and the car leaves without me.
*Time warp or whatever, later anyway*
I am on that car, with my clothes on. Student from school is in front of me, seemingly angry. He tries to kick me to my b****, which I manage to dodge. Annoyed by this, I stomp on his toes. This gets him berserk and in turn, he tries to stomp on my foot.
For some reason, I don't really count this as a nightmare, although I was about to be putted to jail forever, almost drowned and got attacked.
Updated 11-17-2010 at 11:16 AM by 38252
(I was a hybrid of Nicole/somebody in this one. At times it was me, and at other times it wasn't me. For the sake of this dream being recorded, I will say that it wasn't me.)
Nicole was doing her daily rounds in the medical bay when she noticed some people were beginning to act strange. Not violent - just. . . Out of the normal. She noted this in her daily log and went to bed. The next day, things were drastically different. People were. . . Mutating. Turning into something that most definetely was not human. Her parter, whom had been doing rounds with her, told her things were changing. Not everything was going to be the same after this. His face was beginning to melt into some kind of lumpy mass of flesh, and when Nicole asked him what h meant, he simply lifted his hand and pointed.
One of them was tearing into somebody with obvious enjoyment.
Nicole gasped, and her coworker simply turned calmly and began to walk away. He showed them to a safe house - but it honestly didn't matter. The entire colony, which was situated in the ocean, began to go to hell. The dome that covered it cracked, and the ocean quickly rushed in to cover everything. Nicole quickly got to a terminal, and began to call Isaac, hands shaking and voice barely audible.
He got it.
And the first thing he did was scream. He had to go back into hell to save the person he loved, and it wasn't fair to him, because he'd just come back from the Ishimura. Regardless, he found his newer, better version of his armor. He strapped it on, and with a blinding flash of light, the suit's systems came on.
I woke up right as Isaac was showing up and Nicole was scavenging through supplies methodically in a closet, trying to determine how many people she could save and how many would try to kill her from trying.
For purposes of keeping track, i've only had one lucid inbetween my last post and this, not including the one i had last night. Took 2 melatonin. Shitload of dreams, not great recall though.
I came out of a different dream, and woke up in my bed. Got up and did a RC. I walked into my kitchen. Everything was pretty normal. My mom was folding clothes. But there was this girl just sitting their on the stool at our bar. So i fucked her. Never finished since i was losing dream control. I stopped and just started walking around the dream.
That led to a whole shitload of other dreams. But can't think of em right now. Got to go to college now, and can't spend time typing this. When i get back i'll probably have forgotten them anyway. But it feels good to post again to DV.