I was inside a bus, on my way back to home. It was rainy, overcast day. The bus was mostly empty and I couldn't see the driver. There was a short, blonde dude without one eye. He was wearing a dark gray jacket. He was aggressive and attacked me. I was mostly in defensive, he wasn't a big threat, we were fighting on par. A few blocked kicks and suddenly we were teleported to my father's carpentry workshop. We were still fighting, but I was attacking more aggressively and made him retreat out of a building. I looked back and saw a huge plank, it wasn't processed yet but it was enough. It was light to pick up, but it could do much harm. I ran after that dude.
I was with Dawn in the living room but than went to my brother's room with him. The room slowly began to change to a castle. I hugged Dawn and he was being very nice at first but than...he turned into a shadow and bit my head like a vampire. I had a scary vampire related dream yesterday last night but didn't write it down since it was scary for me. I felt the pain after saying "ow...."than pushed him away. I felt my head and the pain went away. I than left the room like o.o "why'd that have to happen?...". I heard that there were intruders in the castle after that and wanted to see who the intruders were but woke up.
The middle of this dream was incredibly strange, and by all means should have caused me to go lucid. It all began with a tragedy. I had three twin brothers. They looked like Domhall Gleeson, and two were evil while one was good. In a classic tragedy, all three were murdered, two then one. I was witness to it all. Alone in my house, I sat thinking about it. In my moment of Solace, Emma Heeny came to the house. She got me to come on a walk wit her, where I confessed what had just happened and lay on the ground to grieve. I felt nothing though, and she could see it so she got me to leave. Right after I went back and Jonzon had replaced Heeney (symbolism?) and Devon showed up. He asked for tuna and headed to the kitchen to eat, so I left with Jonzon. We found ourselves in a city park with Jonzon and some strangers. There was a frame of a Gazibo there, and on each supporting pole there was a oculus rift. We were playing a cooperative RPG of some sorts right in the dead center of the park. There was a moment where I was feeling deep shame about going outside just to play videogames and I felt it was a sad way for society to go, but I quickly put the visor back on and didn't reality check as I should have. In the game it would put the person who was player 1 into the simulation by scanning their body, and we would all watch. The simulation would begin to spawn backup dancers that were based in attractiveness on how good looking you are and make you a music video. Jonzon's friend amanda went and she spawned a bunch of Calvin Klein models. Half way into the music video she was attacked by demons and it was our job to defend her to keep the video going and her dancing. At the end of it, I took off the headset and found myself on an airplane. There was a group of nice old ladies where I was going to sit asking me about the ocuculus, but I realized my baggage was still in the terminal. I went back to get it and found that there was a bunch of bright yellow mechs like the one from Alien that were very simply made of metal bars and were for carrying your luggage. I wanted one so badly but they were all taken, and I endlessly searched for one while pushing around a yellow cart of the same metal that I kept mistaking for a mech. I awoke in the middle of my search. Dream Signs: Jonzon Devon Emma Heeny Oculus rift Public Park Airplane Mechs Murder and False Grief Impossible situations
I'm in a dark room with someone I kind of know. I feel uncomfortable being there. I took a nap before work yesterday. Dreamed someone told me about my gf's card... I think I called her dad in the dream and he would not talk to me. My gf left somewhere... During waking hours later, my gf lost her card but ended up finding it. Some resemblance to the dream.
Few fragments.
Dream - Lucid I'm not sure where I was. It seemed like a classroom, for some reason I wanna say it was an art classroom. I feel like I was at some thing where you stayed over night or something. There were many others there as well, I think mostly women. There was this group of black girls who had it out for me for something I had said. I had been very angry earlier and spouted some things off, but I don't remember what they were. They kept giving me hell for it, writing me notes telling me off but never really telling me off to my face. I don't remember what they said other than they were very angry at me, and I was very angry too. One of them said something in a note regarding depression or something maybe? Like trying to tell me I needed to stop going on about being sad and I didn't have it bad or something. I wrote back a nice response, saying that unless you've been where I've been, in the darkness of depression, then she couldn't say a damn thing because it's that bad. You don't know unless you've been there. After that, the notes stopped. I remember bits of being in the house I grew up in, something felt like Christmas there but that's all I recall. Also, something about my daughter. It also involved the black girls. I think the thing I was angry about had to do with her, actually, or at least that was part of it. I know I dreamed more and I may remember more later but this is all I have right now. I'm lucky I got to type this out this morning; my girl usually gives me a run for my money in the mornings, but she's just finished her bottle as I'm typing so I had a minute.
May 10-May 11, 2016: Dream #1 of 3: I am in my newly purchased house. The sheet rock walls are water damaged and wavy to an unacceptable degree. I am discussing possible remedies with Lynne, including removal of all the sheet rock which I'm concerned will be expensive. The scene morphs and I am in a closed off room of the house transferring yellow liquid between 100 mL syringes with varying gauge needles some of which are very, very thin and ineffectual. Some of the needles are larger gauge. I am also attempting to use aquarium tubing in a Rube Goldberg type set up to do the transfers between syringes. A lot of the liquid is being spilled into a blue plastic basin over which I am working. The liquid is some kind of new conduit for the distribution of music. It needs to be injected into a computer mouse or inserted into a computer port in order to play. In the course of manipulating and transferring this liquid, I injected it into a 250 mL IV medication bag. When I do, thousands of flecks of glitter form into the number “39.” I am surprised. It is quite beautiful though, with all kinds of rainbow colors. I wake. 1:40 AM.
Updated 05-12-2016 at 12:47 PM by 68799
OK I'm officially in the recall waning portion of my dreaming cycle. +(f) with ToZi, sharpens the "pencil" which becomes a small exacto knife blade on the paper, shreds of paper fly into the air, the knife is super sharp, cut/bleeding stubble on cheek. +(f) with wife, we're approaching the trouble-making women ahead, I tell her (wife) not to go looking to start trouble [DAY RESIDUE]
Bed: ~00.00 (didn't fall asleep until at least 01.00) Wake up: 08.45 Now: 08.55 The details of this dream aren't very clear. I'm in the south part of my student city, somewhere outside. I've just met a girl for the first time. She's white and a little bit chubby. She's quite social and fun to hang out with I think. I think at some point we're sitting in the bus together. I'm at a sports facility, together with the girl. I was first in a different room, but now we're in the same dressing room. Neither of us gets fully undressed though. Most of the time it's just the two of us in this room. At some point there's a guy who looks quite Moroccan, who is exiting what seems to be the shower. He's still wearing a yellow sports shirt though. Not sure about his pants. He gives me/us a bit of a weird look. Without saying a thing, he leaves. At some point the girl leaves as well. There's something weird about the doorknob, which looks like a thermostat. Someone (her?) is turning it a lot from the outside, making me feel as if the door is now locked. In the mean time I decide to take off/on my shirt. The girl comes back. We continue talking, though I'm not sure about what. The situation gets a little bit awkward for a moment, as we misinterpret each other's intentions. At one point during the conversation, I decide to check my FB on my phone. I've gotten tons of notifications. Turns out I clicked on a link by accident and now it's sending spam/porn to a lot of my friends. Fuck. It's quite difficult to correct this using my phone. I kinda try half heartedly, thinking I'll leave it for later. I continue my conversation with the girl. She ends up giving me a polaroid picture of her (or perhaps someone else). The girl in the picture is a fit white girl, wearing just panties and a shirt or something similar. The picture is meant to be funny and seductive at the same time. I can see some pubes though..
11/5/16 Dream 1: I was in an age of empires 3 tournament, well I was watching it instead of participating in it. Another guy welcomed me in to the competition and showed me around the chat and stuff. Dream 2: I was travelling into the country with my mum to take part in a fun run. We stopped off at a rest place and I got this big, chewy biscuit. My mum's phone then ran so she had to answer it, I think there was something wrong with the competition as well. Dream 3: I was in China at night time, near the forbidden city and Tiananmen square. I walked along, studying the sights and sounds, until after I walked a little while I saw a mass of steel factories with huge amounts of copious, purple smoke pouring out into the sky. I was quite concerned about this and went to go tell someone about this. Dream 4: I was left alone, working in a huge factory. Everyone else was o a break I assume so I was in charge of the floor. I went into my office and tried to run this experimental program on a super computer there. Something went wrong however and alarms started sounding and water starting filling in the warehouse, flooding everything. After a little while the water receded and everyone came back in, confused and scared. I owned up to what had happened and my manager yelled at me but gave me another chance. Dream 5: I was in a large, glassy house on top of a hill with a bunch of other people, perhaps there was a party there. Fragment: Maybe something to do with my dad.
Dream - Lucid I finally remembered parts of a dream. Just a frag but here you go. I was at Disney World. I rode one of the rides, though it wasn't a roller coaster or anything super high thrill. It was I believe one of those simulator rides, like Star Tours. While on the ride, I remembered that I was pregnant, and I shouldn't be on the ride. That also meant no roller coasters either, which was very disappointing, but it was better that I don't risk hurting the baby. I looked down at my pregnant belly at some point, I think when the ride was over.
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