Night of June 8th, 2016: Missing Shoes / Fishboy So, in this dream I ended up on my school bus without any shoes on (I had black socks). As I arrived at school I decided I would go to the gym and take my tennis shoes out of my gym locker. On the way there, I ran into a police officer who offered to open the locker and retrieve my shoes for me. Here, the dream cuts away from me and instead goes to a 3rd person view of the officer, with me nowhere to be seen. He is seen walking into some sort of mall/store/restaurant thing and getting sidetracked, but I heard him say something along the lines of "It's too much trouble to open the locker; it'll be more cost effective to just buy her new shoes." Not sure what happened after this but I switched into a completely different dream. I was being chased (in my front yard near the tip of our pond) by 4-5 teenage guys with unknown/fuzzily remembered intentions. Possibly to hurt me? Either way, one was British and seemed to take a liking to me. He, jumping into the water, turned into a strange black fish resembling a catfish without the whiskers, but more blob-like, and started singing. I remember saying, "Don't you dare turn this into a musical," despite my fear of the whole turn of events. My whole yard flooded, and he was following me through the water. The water was murky and dark, and he went under. I, of course, was very freaked out and hopped onto the back of my friend Mallory (no idea where she came into the dream, but who cares) and tried to hold my feet out of the water. I desperately pleaded her to help me take my feet out of the water so the fishboy couldn't get me, and she suggested I just take my feet out of the water. Oddly, my feet were stuck and my vision suddenly impaired. I then woke up.
#15 An image depicting of an office set up I was in this office kind of area, with white walling, a window leading out to the outside and light shinning in and there was a green plant in-front of me. I remember being like, "Oh, I'm dreaming!" And telling myself over and over again to calm down and not get too excited because I would wake up out of it. But I ended up finding myself stuck in stationary position whilst standing up and I couldn't move all I could do was see what was around me. I tried my hardest to move but sadly I couldn't. But I guess this was a start in lucidity and a foundation to hopefully be able to control dreams and finally be able to do what I want and spend time with those I love. Notes: None to note. Date 2/2/2016 Went to bed Cannot recall... Woke up 7:00AM *Time logged 7:05AM Total sleep +3 Hours Stress level throughout the day Meh Techniques/Practices *Daytime RC *Recall N/A *Inducing Method N/A Dream Signs The Obvious Perceived Length 2 Minutes Emotions Excited Awareness Yes, very
Updated 02-02-2016 at 11:43 PM by 89722
I was in a condominium. I used the elevator but it was stuck somehow. Had to open it up manually. I went up the roof area. It's like a garden there. I walked down the stairs. --- Notes: - This might have been due to a recent issue I encountered with the elevator. - Just now, I encountered a stuck elevator scene in a game.
Morning of October 25, 2015. Sunday. I am looking down into the throat of an extinct volcano. This will be fun to jump into in my lucid awareness. I cannot see that far down, but do not expect to be harmed in any way. (It is fairly common for me to deliberately jump from a higher place to then soar about in my dreams. It is often very exhilarating, especially when there is such realistic momentum.) I jump, falling stomach down, arms out, though now see a giant spiderweb across the whole cylindrical area below. My dream goes into an odd state where I am somehow vaguely aware of my real physical body. I am not interested in any giant spider shenanigans. After a short time, the giant spiderweb I land on, on my stomach, turns out to be a thin sheet of glass that is somehow stopping my fall. It is full of spider-web-like cracks. There is a jagged hole where my legs are dangling down just a bit. I then consider that it may actually be ice, not glass. Eventually, I get a subtle impression that it is cellophane, but that would seem unlikely regarding the fact I remain suspended on whatever I am on for a time. The scene shifts to where I am crawling through a horizontal cylindrical tunnel that is getting smaller and smaller. Some sort of living rock salt feature (as perhaps of an actual surreal throat of a larger creature) around the whole tunnel may digest me at one point. Obviously I do not want this. I emerge near the top of a high hill but am stuck inside the outer area of the tunnel to just below my chest. Perhaps I will just remain here staring out over a small isolated town for however many years or centuries. I do not feel in danger, just mildly annoyed that I cannot move. I will not call for help; just wait until I am fully back in my real body. I rest my chin in my hand, trying to hold back my aggravation and very minor embarrassment (though no other person had been around at any point).
I couldnt get off this boat, i was stuck there forever for some reason. It was like a vacation i was on. I wish i could tell people i was there because it was unreal. I had no communication with the outside world except my little cousin kaily who texted me all the time she is 15 and i couldnt reply to her. The same thing would happen day in and out. It was like an experiment i was being held a part of. No one aged on this boat. There was the same party every day on the lower deck but i never went down there. Theres one more person who started becoming self aware besides me And he lost it. So they killed him. I knew what was happening. I knew i was being held hostage. There were sometimes you were able to go home for two minutes. But only two times. I wasted both my minutes. As selfish as it was i was anle to bring someone else where i was. not remember who it was but they were very close to me when they arrived it happened in this secret room. They just appeared in the chamber in front of me and i was able to give them a constant emotion of joy, sorrow, or pain while om the boat, and change their body size. Also i checked my phone i was there from october 18th to December 30th is the last day before i woke up. Theres more to the dream but i can barely remember this. If youve had this dream or know what its about or just want to hear more please message me this dream worried me very badly.
I had some car trouble yesterday that scared me a bit.I woke up to use the bathroom and decided to cycle.About a month and a half ago I was shoveling fertilizer and got stuck in a mud pit. I was at the end of a neighbor's driveway talking to a cop. He was going to help me with my car as it was giving me trouble. The cop got in and started my car and ended up going off the driveway onto the soft ground, where we got stuck. I started crying saying, "What am I going to do now" over and over. Then I realized I was dreaming. I did a hand rc and went through my usual routine where I had 5 fingers, but after staring at them I had 6. I sat there and counted a few times to be sure and they went to 7 and then 6 again. I decided to punch the cop in the chest, and then I asked if he wanted me to pull his heart out. I reached my hand into his chest, but couldn't find his heart. I may have had a false awakening. At one point I remember trying to go back to sleep and feeling my body buzz, and trying to relax and go with it, but I was having trouble falling back asleep. I think that was an FA. Dream Skip I'm at school and can't remember what the class is doing. Everyone leaves except this one girl. I look to her for help but she doesn't want to help. She gets up and leaves also. I got up and feel stoned and nervous that someone is going to question my red eyes. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands but there is no sink. Where there would be a sink, there is a Port-a-poti urinal. I left disgusted. Dream Skip I am in some other building and I'm getting something to eat. I see this older black lady feeding from another woman's breast. She is a vegan, so she didn't want to eat any of the food at the cafeteria we were in. I was thoroughly disgusted...again. _____________ I had another dream where I made it with some hot chick. She was so hot that when I was done, I was trying to do it again.
For some reasons I am stuck having to live with some group of people in a shelter in a huge building that have no contact to the sun whatsoever, yet the people living here still seemed normal and not nocturnal at all. The host I got is a really mean guy who is sending me on errands and shits on the threat of kicking me out. He also doesn't give me enough food and when he does he only gave a quarter of a steamed fish with a handful of rices. He still had the nerves to pinch some fish off saying I would eat too much. I decided I'm not taking this shit. So I found a way to move out somehow and lived with a better host who is a woman. She got internet. Later after some shenanigans that probably involved using computer and internet I somehow found myself on the Moon (or is the shelter already on the moon? hmm) The Moon isn't a dark place that look black and white like all those pictures you see in the Moon Landing per se. It resembled more like those desert planets you keep seeing on movies like Riddick or that shit about Mar I can't remember the name of. That is to say it is a really white but not blinding desert with huge rocks with strange shapes. It also don't seem to be very windy nor sandy despite the sandy texture of the ground we (I was with some group of guys) are walking on. Some of the guys started pointing at some aliens (Moonusian? Moonmen? Moon is not an alien name-friendly place) which I cannot see due to perspective or probably because I just simply don't notice them. I am a bit miffed by this and then I woke up. Spoiler for Extra details I recalled later: The room that I ate in that the asshole pinched food from me seemed like a huge auditorium. I was eating on a table in front of the stage. I did not see any more rooms. Heck, I think they all live in the auditorium-like building like no houses, but my false memories suggested otherwise. The lady have a computer room with 6 computers in a row with 3 on one side. They are arranged like those in a computer class. I opened up some program that seems like the mumbo-jumbo we would have seen on a NASA officer's screen in Hollywood movies.
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I have been put into a new private school by my mom. I think that it is a good way to find new friends. I feel like the place is beautiful but now that I look back on the place I don't remember anything particularly aesthetically pleasing. A lot of people from my old school are there too but I dont seem to really notice. I see the people as friends, but not as people from my old school. Also I have about the same classes. * I only remember that first hour was mr. Morgan. When I walk into the class there are tons of people, probably 100 in just one classroom. I don't remember finishing the hour. I guess the next thing I remember is lunch. On this lunch day I don't really remember what I get. I can't quite remember what comes next but I'll put this in. I was looking at a full sized car, it was some sport car from Audi. Then I put my foot in the car and it was about the size of a shoe. The illusion was kind of amazing now that I look back on it but at the time I didn't notice. So now I was just trying to skate on the car, the car was really wobbly and almost made me fall down a few times. I guess the more I skated on it the less it would do that. I don't know how I got there but I'm now at makenna's house. This part of the dream is cloudy but I think she was talking about how much she hated her dad. Well the next day I couldn't remember my first hour so I ask a friend and she says that it is my fourth hour from my old school, I couldn't even remember what that was so she told me it was mr. Morgan. I commented on how I liked having his class in the morning instead of afternoon. Next thing I remember is there was a small group, maybe five boys, that was gathered around our head chef. We forced him to try the Chinese food and he spit it out in disgust. Then he defenders his cooking by saying "this isn't fast food, so you can't blame us for not being perfect. Then I commented on how I liked everything except the chinese food. I went up to order and there were about 20 compartments of food in just this small part of the cafeteria. 3 compartments held fruit and I had the lunch lady fill a bowl with all three, i know there was pineapple. In another day my mom was at the school because she was mad. She was at the cafeteria but it was as if they used it as the main office also. We argued about what was in this certain fried food that we found and someone beside us proved me right. The rest is cloudy but I remember saying that if I couldnt go to the private school next year that I would freak out. My mom told me that I probably couldn't because of the cost and I told her how many friends I made and I hated my old school.* Bits of information that I couldn't put in the dream* I remember seeing my real life grandpa in the school cafeteria but in the dream he was makenna grandpa. He was sitting alone waiting on her but she didn't show. I felt bad for him, she finally arrived with her dad and about 200 people got out of his car. Her grandpa was happy but the bell almost rang immediately. I was mad because she took advantage of him and because she already talked bad about her dad.*
I was in a mall, but somebody mentioned that the ground, or underground, floor is full of zombies, or at least people pretending to be zombies. It seems we can access it only via elevator. For some reason, I ended up there, and I was outside of the elevator. It's a room of sorts. I can't move. I can see the elevator. I started to hear zombie moans and shuffles. I saw the elevator still open, and one "zombie" walking close to it. Then I saw one behind me. I was kneeling or sitting on the ground, stuck. My vision showed a crosshair as I panicked. I think I "know" that they're just pretending, but it's still scary. I was in the elevator again. The inside looks like a wall, with rough texture. There are three buttons, arranged in a column. The top floor, the middle (regular) floor, and the underground floor. I tried pressing the middle button, but I saw that the bottom button has already been pressed. I was with other people in the elevator. The door to the underground floor opened, and the zombies were there. As they enter the elevator, they become "normal" humans. I was wondering what the top floor contains, but never got the chance to press it. I was in one of the "outside" areas of the underground. It looks something like a mine. There was a lady, asking for directions. Somehow, she went to the elevator area. I heard her scream, and then laugh at the zombie prank.
I was at some indoor playground type thing. I went on a slide, but apparently I went in the spot your supposed to go out and got stuck in the middle. There was a wall in front of me and a wall behind me, like a U shaped dip, and I was stuck at the bottom. The cat in the hat did the same thing, in the slide next to me. It was really cramped. There were speakers in the slide, and someone told us that heelp was on the way. A few seconds later, the speaker said "Yeah... No one's coming to get you, you're gonna die in there." I tried wriggling my way out. I fell backwards and somehow landed in a pool of bubbles, outside the slide. I went over to the cat in the hat and pulled him out. Then he started to drown in the bubbles so I swam down and saved him. My mom was in the corner with my brother. I told her that this park was crazy. I went over to a station where there were iPads set up. I began to play a game where you have these little creatures and you combine them to make other kinds of creatures. Then we were at nonna's house, but I can't remember past that point.
State: Almost 5 pm, humid, and I can hear a CEP audio, and the TV from afar. I was completely awake. I had just been dreaming a few minutes ago, and then now I can "see through the eyelids." I can see the mirror, the walls, the windows (which was open, and there are tall grasses visible beyond it, but in reality, it's closed, and there are no grasses behind it). I can also see my right hand. I tried moving it, and I felt it rise, but I can see my right hand and arm stay put. I thought I was probably almost astral traveling. I moved my head, twisting it, to get out of the body, together with my arms and torso. I then vaguely saw my face, so close to mine, but shaven. I felt like an outgrowth trying to cut itself off from the body. It was very hard. I finally got out, but I no longer see my body on the bed. And I'm in a different room. My view was very hazy, and I can see a cabinet/divider in the room. I am across the bed in the room. There's a door to the outside behind me (there's no door to the outside in my room). I rubbed my hands together to stay more lucid, and I commanded "clarity." Nothing happened. I saw my bed (different color, size, etc.), and a glimpse of my "body," and I'm back in my body. I almost woke up, but somehow, something clicked in my mind, and I'm in the middle state between waking up and asleep once more. I thought I was really awake this time. I still can't move my body, but I can still feel moving my "astral arms." After a short while, though, I just decided to close my eyes, and I "opened" them up again. Still same problem. I started to get anxious. I worried "What if I can't wake up from this?" I closed my eyes again, for a longer time, and I sensed another click or pop in my mind, and I knew I was "awake." I opened my eyes. It looks the same, but a little different. I didn't dare try moving my hands, afraid that I'm still stuck. After a while, I moved, and it moved. I'm awake.
I was in a car I used to own. Possibly a VW Jetta. I was parked in a spot that was very cramped. I tried to get around an obstacle, and I did, but then I was presented with another obstacle. I went down a little bank, around a tree, to get to a lower drive. I thought everything was fine, but then there were other cars blocking me. I couldn't seem to get to a clear area where I could drive. I finally made it to a garage where my Jetta was. Yea, I know. So, I talk to the mechanic and he tells me that a flood got the car and I needed to replace the battery. In waking life, water gets on the glow plug of diesels I think if you go through a puddle, but if it is not a diesel, water can still make your car conk out. Then I was on top of the car that needed to be fixed. Two friends took a hand and helped me jump down.
I had two abstract dreams yesterday. Stuck in China: The streets are very dirty, and very crowded with people walking through. I had no money with me at all. I walk around for awhile and find a restaurant on a street corner. For some reason I go in and order the most expensive thing on the menu. After eating it, I had no way of paying for it. I spent the rest of the dream running around attempting to find a way to pay for the food. More towards the end of the dream, I saw an open door with a sign that I couldn't read, so for some reason, I went inside. There was this rather large ginger lady that said she was the owner of the shop. She also said it was a tattoo parlor and that her name was Britney Spears! My Old School: I was at my old school for some reason, and it was the last day of school there. My logic in the dream was that I was there to say Hi to all of my old friends that I have not seen in a long time. So, after school lets out kids are running out of the school rejoicing that it was the last day. I saw a lot of my friends that I haven't seen in years, I called there name and they didn't even look at me, like they didn't recognize me, or couldn't hear me. Then some kid tried to steal my Zune out of my pocket, and when I looked over he vanished. It was a strange dream, I kept trying to talk to people but no one seemed to be able to hear me, or see me. I was ignored by everyone, WTF!? My recall is getting better, I remembered lots of details about these two dreams, very long, very detailed.
Location: My house/basement I was walking in my living room when suddenly i heard a loud scream coming from a guy that sounded like he was downstairs. I decided to check it out an walked down the stairs to my basement. I turned left and immediately noticed a man tied to a chair in the corner by an old wood stove we never use anymore. I walked over to him, and he started saying some incoherent nonsense about the sun ans how it was in danger (something like that) He asked me to help him and I replied, "Okay, but I have to go check with my mom and sister." I walked back upstairs, even though I could have just cut him loose down there. I told my mom and sister about what the man had said and where he was, and she told me to go in through the window. Not questioning her at all, I walked out to our backyard and looked down at one of the windows that leads to our basement. I thought to myself, "How the heck am I going to fit down there?" But I heard the man screaming even louder so I decided to just go for it. I removed the window and tried to squeeze through. I made it and grabbed a bar that was there and stood up in a narrow corridor with small pebbles instead of the normal concrete. It was about 5 feet wide and 8 feet tall. I looked down each way and saw nothing but black. In waking life I would have been standing in my basement. I noticed a small hole in the bottom of the wall in front of me. Thinking I could fit through it, I decided to squeeze through. I made it, at least to my waist, but there was nothing to swing down on to, and the floor was about 8 feet below me. I twisted around in the hole so that my back was facing down to the floor. I slowly slid out using my legs to stop me from falling strait through. After I had made it through that I met up with my sister who was standing there cutting the man free. Once he was out we walked out the door into what was my sister's friend's backyard. I hadn't been there since her graduation party a year ago. We walked through the fence and the man looked at me and said, "Thank you so much. You have saved the sun and it will repay you, I promise." I agreed with the man and then woke up.
February, 2010 It's been a long night. I'm standing in a creepy, unfinished basement and a group of college student survivalists have been spouting horror movie cliches at every opportunity. "You can't touch the jelly sandwich," the de-facto leader explains. "It keeps all the other food good. Do you understand?" "Perfectly," I say cheerily. I'm stealing from Spongebob Squarepants' logic. "Makes sense." "No," he says, with a long-suffering sigh, "It really, really doesn't." He wanders away, morosely, muttering about crazy people. I briefly consider being a character that this guy is dreaming. I go looking for food. I sit in the kitchen with my mom, even if she is upset about the potted plant sitting in the corner that looks like a tiger lily and is apparently called a "papyrus". At this point, I begin to tell her about the metaphors and symbolism in our current environment. "The jellybean sandwich in the storage room is, apparently, there to keep all the other food from going bad, and the 'papyrus' is there because... you have really bad taste in fonts in real life." "In real life?" "Well, obviously this is a dream." "You think so?" "If it's not, tell me where these objects," I gesture at the flower, "Are located in your real house. Everything keeps shifting here." The woman sitting across the table from me looks down, fighting to keep a grin off her face. She starts to laugh, and then to cackle madly. Shift. I'm standing near the door and she faces me from a few feet away. Her empty eye sockets are stuffed with bandages. "Let me guess," I say, "You're my Other Mother." She doesn't reply, but steps toward me. I wind back my left hand for a punch, but I'm moving so slowly. The woman is moving in real time, and she takes another step, relaxed and confident. The punch doesn't connect. As she reaches for my throat, I desperately dig my fingers into her eye-sockets. There are teeth. Everything is going black, facial features are twisting, and the only thing I can distinguish anymore is pain. Shift. I'm sitting on a deck, petting a stray cat that's wandered into the yard. Can I wake up now? Shift. "That rice is leftover from last night. And it's in front," Oma says helpfully, as I rummage through her fridge. I blink. "Really?" I say, holding the plastic container. "You want me to eat this? Specifically?" I poke at the overabundance of soy sauce with a spoon. "I'm still dreaming, aren't I?"
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