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    1. Knees Weak, Arms Not Heavy, and Vomiting Up Mom's Spaghetti

      by , 12-14-2017 at 04:00 AM (An Insomniac's Dream Journal)
      Fell asleep at: 11:00 PM

      Woke up at: 6:00 AM

      Fell back asleep at: 6:00 AM

      Woke up,again, at: 7:00 AM




      Nightmare:

      I'm in my room, reading notes on this particular bug that, if ingested, could cause a slow and painful death. The scientists shown on the paper are Albert Einstein and Michio Kako for some reason, though both aren't exactly biologists. They both have opposing viewpoints: With Einstein's being grim and Kako's being optimistic.

      I'm drinking out of a cup of water and there I eat it. I accidentally swallowed the nightmarish bug, causing my body to slowly go limp. I inch out of my bedroom and make my way over to the restroom. I can barely stand on my own two feet, and slowly approaching death's bed.

      I look in the mirror, a foggy one. The whole room was humid. Someone probably took a shower before me. Anyway, I wipe off the fog from the mirror and see myself, barely keeping my head up above the sink, with droopy eyelids that show the tissue behind them.

      Then I wake up.


      NOTES:

      1. A very vivid dream. I remember waking up with a sense of dread today and it took a few hours for it to wear off.
    2. Luminescent fairies within the head-crowns and the Atlantean War conspiracy; among others

      by , 08-08-2011 at 05:14 PM (Exploring the Unconscious - Bob's Dream Journal)
      These were my first decently vivid ones in a while... some weird shit, bro!

      So in one of these dreams, I was at some kind of theme/thrill park - but this park was in the forest, and everything was built out of old wood, and the paths were dirt. There was a "ride", or more like a tour, that I went on that involved walking around this old wooden enclosure that was extremely humid. I had some notebooks and back-to-college items with me, and everything was getting all wet and fucked up. It was making me so angry! There were these little Lilo-and-Stitch creatures too (in that they looked like Stitch... never seen the movie) that had these fleshy crowns on top of their heads. When I wasn't too busy trying to save my notebooks and getting soaked by the hot dripping air, I would look up at one of these guys and that fleshy crown would open up to reveal some kind of luminescent glowing fairy thing. Later on, me and another visitor had a great little chat about religion.

      In other new, I dreamed of going to war. Kind of. This section was wrapped around some kind of conspiracy theory... I THINK it went as follows, kind of: all that our military truly has access to is bows and arrows, and all this stuff we see about guns and tanks on the TV is just a big computer-generated lie, and our military hasn't had access to such technology since the Atlantean War in '92.

      Anyways... I was somehow armed with an automatic rifle despite this conspiracy, and was involved in a trench-style standoff between my unit and oncoming military. Who were also armed with rifles. The shooting was very video-game-like. With digital crosshairs and such. I took a few out with headshots and it was damn satisfying. Towards the end, there was kind of like a "boss level" where tons of enemy guys rushed at me. I wasn't scared because it had become far too much like a video game.

      There was also a segment that started out with Dad being angry at me and making me run laps. Don't remember what for. Eventually, that seamlessly morphed into some kind of scene in which I was atop a wooden tower with an annoying woman-friend of mine, while watching a riot/and/or/party burning on the street below us. Burning, like fire.

      Finally... a really disturbing dream slash nightmare managed to sneak in. It was inspired by my reading about the inefficacy of evil Chemotherapy before bed. (Something to look into, by the way: the FDA works to serve Big Pharma, not the individual: they have been systematically preventing the release of natural and effective cancer preventions and cures for at least the last decade-and-a-half: they profit off of keeping you sick, not curing you...)

      Moving on, in this dream I saw a bunch of old people thrown into this bare, concrete room as they underwent Chemotherapy and were subjected in their delirium to toxic drugs, pissing all over each other and dying slowly in this cold room, each one blindly hoping for a cure... God, I don't know if I want to go on. :/


      Circumstance:
      7.5 hrs sleep
      Hemp protein/rice-milk/tomato/avocado/Spirulina/Chlorella smoothie before bed
      Woke up around 6am to go to the bathroom, which gave me a good chance to review and commit to memory the first part of the nights dreams.

      Updated 08-08-2011 at 07:04 PM by 29285 (Added the 'Circumstance' footer)

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