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I'm a spectator in this dream. First a man comes into a restaurant and is acting weird. He must give a message to someone but he is uncertain of what to do or who to give the message to. The chef comes out and gives him something. He goes to his next stop & is in line w/ others like himself who are basically being blackmailed into doing things or risk dying. It seems to be on a grand scale. There are now big places being held by ppl doing unspeakable things. It was very gory and gross. Then it turns into a mass brain washing event & ppl are't realizing that they are indebted to some unknown evil. Cops are even killing ppl. People are wearing pig heads, like from real pigs. Gross. The people are going mad in the head. Some are eating large amounts of feces. I want to puke. It's like if you spread out some intestines but it was all poop. Finally a flood starts to come. It looks like the population is being cleansed. Then Meesha woke me up.

I've had stomach problems due to being sick yesterday so maybe that was the weird poop thing. I'm not sure if there is a meaning here or if it's due to fever & med dreams. I have been paying attention lately to how ppl treat each other now a days & how our earth is being ruined. I find it all so sad. On a side note I just realized I've been so busy that I haven't even looked at the TOTM so I'm going to do that next. I still don't feel well today but I'm doing better. I think I just need a lot of sleep.

So this dream can seem scary and cruel to other but for me in the dream i could care less since i knew it was a dream but still acted along. Anywhoo, lets begin.

The first thing i remember in my dream was riding in the back seat of my dad's car with my big sister driving and dad in the passenger seat and im guessing it was Friday morning? Because i just got paid and i was heading to the bank before work and i was so happy cause of money! So i went inside the bank and there was a good amount of people, old people, mother's with their kids, adults and such. I stood in line and i was thinking to myself, 'why didnt i go through the ATM? I guess i dont have my debit card.' I didnt really care i was in a good mood. "Hey Alma!" I heard, i looked around to see my friend from high school Angel, he's a short guy, glasses, i knew him since 1st grade. I smiled, "Angel! Whats up!?" I said.
We stood there while wating in line to talk and catch up. Then we heard gun shots, everyone started to scream and panic. "Shut up!" A man with a mask said. He held the gun in the air, then started to point around at everyone, "Everyone on their asses NOW!" He yelled. We all did as we were told, everyone was scared and shaking but i wasnt, i knew that this was a dream and it isn't real, i usually act along but this time i sat criss crossed on the floor with the most bored looking face ever. I was kinda thinking to myself, 'This asshole had to show up while im here, the day i got paid, ugh im annoyed.'
I heard alot of honking and it was my sister and dad in the car, "Close those blinds!" The man yelled at a boy, the boy around his young teens got up and started to close the blinds, i looked my sister and dad and carefully signed(i made my family learn sign language) "Hostage Takeover", and "Get Help". They looked terrified for my life. But they understood, they quickly drove away. The young boy was having trouble closing the blind because he was too short to reach. The man was getting annoyed, "Hurry the hell up, you little f*cker!" He yelled as he shot at the boy's feet. The boy started to cry, the man was about to hit him.
"Stop it. If you where smart you should have known hes too short to reach!" I said while standing up. "Alma shut up!" My friend Angel whispered. The man turned to me, "What did you say bitch?" He asked. 'Ah shit, i had to open my mouth, dont care about the other people its a dream!' I thought to myself. "I mean i will close the blinds for him." I muttered. I made the boy sit down and i closed the blinds for him, i walked back to my spot and sat down again.
The guy came up to me and i looked him in the eyes, "Yes?" I said. 'Screw it, im annoyed.' I thought. He pointed the gun at me, and everyone gasped. "You got a smart mouth dont cha?" He continued, "Ima teach you a lesson." I smiled. "Go ahead and try." I muttered. He brought up the gun to hit me but i dodged it and head butted him in the nose, he dropped the gun and staggered back he was holding his bleeding nose, he saw the blood on his hands and glared at me, "I'm going to kill you!" He yelles and he charged forward, i used his strength against him and flip him over my shoulder. He fell to the floor with a loud thud and i ran to the gun and picked it up, i pointed it to the guy, "Now your going to stay there while we all leave." I said sternly. He was laughing and i was confused until someone hit me on the back of the head. I fell to the floor and the gun slipped from my hands, "Really bro? Getting beat up by this little girl? Boss gonna be mad." I heard the guy who hit me say.
I tried to get up but he stepped on my back restraining me. "I sgould have known you had little friends." I said to the bleeding nose guy who now got up and took back his gun. "Nah he doesnt work for me." He said smiling as he used this opportunity to kick me on my side. "And thats for my nose." He finished. I laughed loud, "awh still mad about that? I did you a favor, it probably looks better now." I said. He growled and kicked me again and again.
"Enough." I heard another voice say. I didnt look up but the two guys seem to know this person. "Boss, your here! We already got the money." One of the guys said. "Good, now stand her up." The boss guy said. "Her? Shes nobody, just a brat," the guy with the bleeding nose said as he stepped on my head. "A brat who put you on your ass, now stand. Her. Up." The boss said in a more stern voice. The two guys lifted me and i pushed them off, "Dont touch me." I yelled. The boss guy walked slowly towards me. Now that i actually got a good look at him, he wasnt wearing a mask like the other two but a suit? 'Who wears a suit to a bank heist?' I asked myself that while chuckling to myself. "Your laughing?" The boss guy said. I quickly stop laughing. "Your not afraid?" He asked. "Who the hell would be afraid of you?" I spat. He smiled. "Im going to take you as well." He simply stated. "What? Boss no!" The guy with the bloody nose said. The boss guy sighed, and swiftly took out his gun and shot the bleeding nose guy in the head, with out even looking. I gasped and looked away.(i always hated gore in my dreams) The boss guy looked at me a smiled big, "oh? Your scared of killing? But not of your own death? Well dont worry about that, you'll get over it, the first one is always the hardest." He said as he stood in front of me. I tried not to feel threaten but damn his eyes stared into your soul. "What do you mean?" I said. He didnt awnser me just smiled and snapped his fingers, then out of no where more men in masks showed up. "We're doing "that" again, get it ready." I heard the boss guy say to one of his men. Then in sync all the men started moving, some where forcing the people into the empty bank vault then some came for me, i painced as i felt one of the men grab my arm forcefully, "let me go!" I yelled as i used all my strength to fight, i punched and kicked but these men where more stronger then the other guy. I could only fight off two men before they pinned me down against a chair, they tied my arms and legs to the chair, i struggled to get out but i couldnt. "It had to be one of those dreams where I can' use my powers." I muttered. They beought me to the vault where the other hostages were.(it was kinda funny cause they just lifted the chair to take me to the vault and i felt like i was at a jewish party) The vault was pretty large, kinda long too, the people were all gathered at the back of the vault and i was set down on the other end of the vault opposite of the people. The boss guys men stood all around us pointing the gun at the people and me, at this point everyone was crying and afraid, i felt bad for them. I was lost in thought until the boss guy clappes loud. "Now! We are going to play a game!" He said to me. "A game called, suffer or end it." I was confused, I didn't understand what he was talking about. I guess he saw my face so he continued, He gestured to his men, and one of his men brought out a man from the crowd, he made the man stand a few feet in front of me. "Okay so heres the deal," the boss guy said, "Your going to kill him." He simply said with a grin. My eyes widen and then my head went back with a laugh, "And what makes you think im going to listen to you?" I said. The boss guy stared at me for a bit then grabbed my face forcefully and looked me in the eyes, "Because, if you dont, I'll torture his life and he'll die a slow and agonizing death, and if you dont want that," he continued as he put the gun on my lap. "Kill him." I looked at the man, he looked terrified but yet he was trying to be strong. I looked away quick, "I won't kill him!" I yelled. I heard the boss guy snicker, he walked up the man and quickly shoved his pocket knife into the mans thigh. He yelled a yell that made me flinch, my head hanged down as i heard yells from the man. "What are you doing?! Just kill me!!" He yelled at me, i just kept shaking my head, "I won't! I cant!" I yelled back. I kept hearing the boss guy laugh, after a bit i stop hearing the man yell. 'Finally its over' i thought to my self. But then i heard a old lady cry, i looked up quickly to see an elderly lady standing where the man stood. "Sweetie, its okay to kill me, i understand, please." She said. I started to cry and shake my head, "no, i cant please, dont make me!" I whispered. I looked away, but then the boss guy grabbed my head and made me look as his men torturing the old lady. "Stop! Please!" I yelled and i try to get out of his hands. "Take it all in, let it sink that its your fault these people are suffering." This went on for a while, hearing the screams and pains from each person, there was only about 5 or 6 people left before one of his men dragged out my friend from the remaining people. They stood him in front of me. And once again the boss guy whispered in my ear, "Kill him, end his suffering before it begins, you'll be doing a good deed." He said. I didnt want to hear any more screams, this felt so real and i just wanted it all to stop. Before my friend was about to be hurt, i said, "ill kill him, just please stop" the boss guy untied me from the chair and i slowly picked up the gun that was laying on my lap. I stood up and aimed the gun at my friend, he was crying, "please just hurry up and do it, its okay, ill forgive you." He said. My hands were shaking i felt scared but yet i didnt care, i remember that this was just a dream, "im sorry" i whispered as i pulled the trigger. My friend's lifeless body fell to the floor in a loud thud. The boss guy was laughing, "great! Now kill the rest of them!" He yelled. I quickly walked over to the remaining people and pulled the trigger one after another. I remember seeing thier faces of sadness but forgiveness. I drop the gun after finishing off the people and i fell to my knees, i was crying, alot. The boss guy came up to me and i looked at him, "I killed people! Im a murderer!" I yelled at him. He sighed, "Yes my dear, you are, you cant go back to your old life, your a killer and everyone will hate you, you'll be put in jail, your family will never want to see you, you'll be alone." He finished. I shook my head, "No please! It wasnt my fault!" I yelled at no one in particular. "But you dont have to be alone." He continued, i looked at him. "Come with me, ill protect you, ill give you all the love and company you need." He said with a sincere smile. I was kinda dumfounded, "i wont be alone?" I mumbled. The boss guy crouched down to my level and looked me in the eyes, "Thats right, be mine and you'll never need anything else." He said. I felt like I was blushing but I wasn't sure, i was thinking to my self, 'If i dont go with him ill be put in jail, everyone will hate me because ive killed people' I let my head hang down. "I'll go..." I whispered. "Im sorry darling i couldnt hear that." The boss guy said. I looked at him in the eyes, "Please take me with you!" I said. He gave me a big smile and laughed. "Yes! Finally, it worked!" He said happily. "Boys were done here, lets go" he stood me up and brought me close to him, "This is Alma and NO ONE is allowed to touch her, she belongs to me!" He yelled at his men. I for sure know that i was blushing then. After that his men distracted the cops and we got away, i think time passed and we were in a dark van and it was night driving somewhere, i remember sitting next to the boss guy with his arm over my shoulder, he was asleep. There was another guy sitting in front of us, he looked like the right hand man to the boss guy that I always see in movies. "You know im surprise you made it, the boss never picks out a girl." The guy said quietly. I looked at him, "what do you mean?" I asked. He smiled, "Every heist we do, the boss chooses a new member, usually a guy and does what he did to you." He finished. I thought for a bit, "He made them kill people like how i did?" I asked. The guy nodded, "yea, he does that and if they dont kill them self before its over then they become the new member as one of his men." He continued, "But he's never chose a girl before, well one time but she shot herself, she was weak, guess you got his attention." He finished. "W-will he kill me like he killed one of his men?" I struggled to ask. "Dont know, right now your like a pet, just dont get on his bad side." He said. I didnt say anything i just turned to look outside the window, looks like were driving over water? Wasnt sure, i was kinda mumbling to myself. "I kill people... And i dont even feel bad anymore...dont care about my old life..." Then i started laughing, i laughed so hard that the boss guy woke up, "why are you laughing?" He asked. I turned to him, "I killed people! And i don't care!" I said whiling laughing, "im crazy right? I've gone insane!" I finished. The boss guy grinned, "yes you are, and its okay! Embrace the madness!" He said. He suddenly hugged me tight, i was trying not to blush but i don't know if I was or not. "Your mine and only mine right?" He whispered. The one thing i said before waking up was, "Yes!" While we both laughed. Then i woke up.

Well this dream was a nightmare? But also a romance? Im not sure, i went along with it, i forgot it was a dream at times because it felt so real but whatever, i guess it was fun? Idk i have a bit of maddness in me lol well if you have any questions, please feel free to ask me. Until next dream~

As a ten (or thereabouts) year old kid (In 2001) I had dreams.

I had been thinking of the movie Home Alone prior to bed. So I went to sleep, and then was in a house. I was talking to someone dressed as Santa Claus (The same guy who was the Santa in the movie whose car stalled out) who was on a bed, and a fire (like from the fire swamp in "The Princess Bride") came up from beneath the bed and roasted him. There were more fires in the house but I do believe I escaped them all.

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Another time around the same year give or take one or two, perhaps was another nightmare. I do believe this shows what hell is like! So there were some people there, and torture devices were there too. One man wasn't looking where he was going and was then sawed in half (he yelled once he hit the saw and put his arms out but didn't back off) as he was on a conveyor belt going straight into a band-saw.

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Notes:

OUCH. These are some vivid revelations, are they not? You really should be careful; that one guy was on a conveyor belt not paying attention and just standing, though he was facing imminent destruction and he yelled only once he hit the saw. It's crazy and insane to not jump off the conveyor belt!

LOOK FIRST! If it's safe (IF IT'S SAFE OR IF YOU'LL BE HURT IF YOU WON'T LEAP!) THEN LEAP!

As Homestuck's Dave, I've been teleported somewhere else, leveled up some insane amount due to timeline shenanigans, and then was teleported back home, to Bro's apartment, in the middle of the same game we were playing when I was yanked out. I'm really annoyed, because now I'm way beyond Bro's level and I'm not okay with that. I'm looking at some kind of selector switch, trying to figure out how to scale it back from a dealing-with-the-fate-of-humanity level to a hanging-around-the-apartment-with-Bro level.

I'm looking at six cards laid out in two rows. They show ravens and swords, black ones and white ones of each. One large white figure is flanked by two smaller black figures, and vice versa. They're labeled, and I hear the text out loud, "Light and Shadow, Occidanto et Icandis."

(Woke up. Noted that my subconscious Latin is terrible. Went back to sleep.)

A little after a scene in which L. appeared, I'm thinking to myself that I'm going to have to tell M. that she was here, when it occurs to me that that's impossible, I must have been dreaming.

Immediately after that thought, the sheriff from Twin Peaks walks in. He complains to me about this demon thing - all these people involved in recent suspicious events have been blaming it on demons, which is ridiculous, he can't figure out what's going on. He leaves the room, and I follow him. In the next room, there are two other people. One of them has something sticking out of the center of his forehead, like a horn, or like he's been stabbed with something, and I realize he's the source of this rotting smell. I also realize he's supposed to be dead, and the sheriff's been harboring him.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm reading a news article covering ongoing research on the inside of an ancient spaceship that's been unearthed. The scientist in this article says she's discovered that humanity developed on this planet based on the human image displayed inside this ship, not the other way around. I find it bizarre that this claim is being presented in a major credible news source, as opposed to tabloids and conspiracy theory type sources. Then it occurs to me that the presence of an ancient spaceship, which the article treats as an already-established, commonly-known fact, is also pretty bizarre. I start to look up more information from other sources online, but out loud, I talk about the article with someone else, who, without reading it, dismisses it all as nonsense. I try to stress to her that what's really bothering me as unusual here is its presence in a major newspaper.

There was a royal baby, Herbert, who was locked away with his mother and a small staff in an isolated section of the castle for 8 years, after some disaster with his father. Now they're allowing a few more people to enter, including myself. They're still referring to him as "the baby", although it's been eight years, and now I see why - he's sitting in a high chair, being fed by his nurse, treated as if he were an infant in every respect, and apparently he's never been taught to walk, talk, or feed himself. The queen, clearly mad, is referring to herself as Herbert - I think of this as reflecting a desire to take control of the late king's power.

Most of the small group allowed in behave like sycophants, fawning over them, but after we leave, I speak with two of the other people who were allowed inside, both of them as disturbed as I am: two cat-like creatures, brother and sister, one a doctor, the other a scholar or advisor of some kind. They're cat-sized and they walk on all fours, but they're different enough in the face that they're not quite capable of being confused for actual cats; they're striped black and brilliantly dark blue, and they come from a place called Cheshire. They're very kind, very intelligent, very soft-spoken. The brother says that he believes the child carries some infectious disease that affects the brain, and this is what must have caused the disaster with the king eight years ago. Now it's clearly infected the queen as well. He intends to return tonight to examine the boy more closely. I'm thinking no, he's wrong, it's not a disease that the boy carries but madness, and I have a clear mental image of madness as some kind of spirit attached to the boy. I have the impression that I already know how this will end, that this is the past, I'm seeing a tragedy play out and have been forbidden from doing anything to change it. Suddenly realizing, I exclaim out loud, "the Cheshire Cat!" I'm horrified by this revelation, the idea of the madness that will take over this kind and soft-spoken doctor, and I'm so disturbed that the doctor and his sister become concerned; although I try not to say anything more, my exclamation has surprised them, and it's clear that I know something.

I'm climbing a road up towards the mountains, through a landscape covered in snow, along with the two cats and several other people, heading away from the castle. There's an announcement over a system of loudspeakers, the queen's voice stating "We order you to the tower to be arrested." The announcement goes on to scold us, alternately addressing us as if we were children or saying we've dishonored our esteemed positions, and then says "Now place your life squarely in your master's hands!" Obviously we have no intention of turning ourselves over to be arrested, but the path to the mountains takes us right past that tower.

03.02.2013

Electrical Madness and the Elemental Warrior (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some sort of alternate world that had mystical creatures and a ton of weird stuff. There was some sort of warrior (and I believe I was this warrior) that could control the elements of fire, water and wind. This warrior was about 12 feet tall and very muscular. For some reason, this warrior died and a huge tomb was made on his honor.

Suddenly, due some sort of magnetic disturbance, the electronics went berserk, is like they had consciousness. Suddenly, everything that had at least a microchip would start working on its own. It felt very dangerous because there were some sort of Uzi guns that had a microchip that assisted in automatic shooting. I could see small items that were attacking other people.

Someone went to the warriors tomb. It appears than an Uzi gun was inside the tomb and it would ressurect the warrior somehow. The warrior resurrected, but three small replicas of him instead. Each replica controlled an element.

The fire replica would shoot fireballs with his hands and he was able to incinarte buildings entirely. The wind one created tornadoes and the water one got killed almost right away it spawned, so I had no idea.

The warrior replicas were fighting but they ended up being destroyed.

The title describes everythin' ^^

Hello! Name's Bladey, and welcome to my new, fresh and completely empty dream journal!(at the moment...)

Years ago(At 2009), I had an old account(still exists, it's name is "the-dragon-whisperer" if you're interrested in reading 'bout it) where I posted stuff I dreamt about when I was at the age of 12, plus or minus a year. I carried on and did my biggest mistake of all time=Give up. As of... Let's see... 2 days ago, I drew the decision that I didn't give up, I merely took some time of it(Which seemed to be 4 years). I didn't think of the value of how it is to be in a world where anything can happen! Even I believe that the happiest place mankind can ever be in is their own imagination, which includes dreams in my opinion.

My point is, dreaming is an incredible experience, and your hearts decire can be fullfilled in a temporary timespan. That's why I chose to get back to the Lucid Dreaming community, cus I want to experience events that is either unlikely or impossible to witness in physical life. Hell, even holding your nose but still breathing through it is an experience to die for!

My goals in dreaming life is this=Experience my dreams as they come along. Sure, if I have an incredible event in mind I want to do in my dream world(A.K.A, goals), then of course I'll write it down, and those events will either end up on my signature or as an editable post in this DJ.

As a second note, I haven't had much time to get back into Lucid Dreamin', but my task will be to try and post every day if I dreamed or not, and if so, write down what I did dream about, of course.

Thank you alot for reading and may the journey's through your wicked/naughty/awesome/creative dreams stay with you.

20.05.2011

Another madness driving nightmare (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving and it was night, very late actually. There were several accidents all around me. I saw big and small cars in the middle of the road and on the side of the road, some of them pretty damaged.

I saw a red van flipping next to me, but it never hit me. I was driving trying to avoid the madness, I almost hit a few cars, but avoided all of them.

I saw more damaged vehicles a few miles and a few more incidents as well. Some of these cars were totaled, but I saw no ambulances. I managed to finally get off of the freeway. I saw some crashed cars on the road, but the traffic was fine. I managed to finally park, my car was not damaged.

OK. I am getting tired of these dreams. I never had an accident in my whole life, not even a ticket... I neither saw an accident life on the road while I am driving. This is the 4th similar dream I have. I am very intuitive and I have a lot of premonitions. This must mean something. Fortunately, I always get away from the accidents without becoming part of one, but always near misses.

So, it is time for me to induce a lucid dream in this scenario and find out what my Third Eye is trying to say!

Had a dream that I was in a mental asylum in a padded cell (though strangely the room also had several windows). At first I had a metal fork in my hand and kept trying to find un-padded bits of the cell where I could violently stab it into, trying to bend the fork out of shape. Soon after, my brother kept appearing and plaguing me with painful psychedelic hallucinations of black and grey line patterns, but I wasn’t certain whether he was actually appearing or I was imagining him. Eventually my mum appeared and sorted it out somehow after I pleaded with her to bring him to justice after convincing her of the existence of his cruelties. I’m also not sure if this was also meant to be a real or imagined event.