Raven Knight
Dream Warrior

02/07/12

Note: I haven't posted dreams for quite a few days due to the fact I have been sick. I started out last Thursday by tossing my cookies and I haven't felt good since. So some of these dreams are fragments from when I was sick which means they might make even less sense than they often do… which is saying something! It seems that when I am sick to my stomach I start dreaming about food… which makes things worse! >.< I hope to get back to posting dreams regularly now.

02/02/12: Food Poison
I am in a game of Oblivion, looking around for stuff to steal, specifically I am looking for food and potion ingredients to steal since once I make a potion out of them they will no longer be flagged as stolen. So I steal a bunch of ingredients, make a bunch of potions, and sell them. In Cyrodiil, crime DOES pay! So I pick up some ingredients from a house I just broke into, I decide to eat a couple of them since that will also boost my alchemy experience level… I'm not sure of the reasoning behind that one… I eat some bread, cheese, and lettuce. I steal more food and leave. I eat a sweet cake for dessert and wash it down with an ale. I am heading for another place to get more ingredients when I start feeling yucky. Sick, like I might puke. This feeling wakes me up, but I am able to ignore it and I fall back asleep right away.

Back in Cyrodiil, I am still stealing food, and I am still feeling sick. I wonder if somehow the stolen food is tainted. I wonder if the fact the food is flagged as stolen makes it tainted somehow… eating stolen food will make me sick while eating the same food not stolen won't make me sick. That idea seems absurd, but to counter the sick feeling I go into a shop and buy some food and eat it. That only makes me feel worse… and I wake up again… this time I get up and toss my cookies.

02/03/12: My Ex-Boyfriend Wants to Eat WHAT???
I am playing Oblivion on my laptop computer, and I realize my ex boyfriend is in the room with me. He is watching me play Oblivion, and I am collecting ingredients for potions. I collect a piece of mudcrab meat from a dead mudcrab. James says that looks like it would taste good with chocolate syrup. Yuck… I collect some more ingredients and James now says he wants to eat venison with chocolate syrup. Yuck again. I tell him that sounds gross. He says not if you put it in a blender and mix it up with some eggplant and the crab meat and maybe a bit of split pea soup… he is starting to gross me out. Just listening to him makes me feel nauseous. He says if I throw up he wants to keep it… nothing mixes ingredients together better than a human stomach. Now I think I am definitely going to puke… I wake feeling ill, but fortunately I don't toss my cookies this time.


02/04/12: Keep Eating, Pig!
I am sitting at a dinner table that is piled high with everything yummy I can think of, so many sweets I can't count it all. All of it is stuff I really shouldn't eat on my diet. Chocolate cake, ice cream, pies, more cakes, candy… so much of it! I think I want to cheat on my diet a bit, so I eat a cupcake. There is a voice speaking to me that I can't locate the source of. The voice tells me to eat all I want, these sweets are calorie free! Yay! So I eat a piece of chocolate cake and a piece of lemon meringue pie. I am now quite pleasantly full. I get up to leave the table, but some force pushes me back in the chair and says I'm not done yet. Eat everything! Um… that is way too much for me to eat at one time. I tell the voice that. It keeps saying to eat. I finally eat a bit more, but that makes me feel sick. I say if I eat more I'll puke. The voice says good, go ahead and puke! I wake up feeling sick, but I don't toss my cookies.


02/05/12: No Dreams
Note: Today was one of the first days my stomach was feeling better, so I was able to sleep through the whole night… it must have been a deep sleep, as I didn't remember having a single dream.

02/06/12: Weave Spell
I am in a concert hall, and I am wandering through the place just exploring. I see there is a band I don't recognize playing there, but I do recognize the lead singer. It is Bret Michaels from the band Poison. I am surprised to see him there when I don't recognize the group. I discover, and this doesn't seem odd to me, that I can step sideways and move through dimensions, just slide from one to the next. I do that and the band changes. Bret Michaels seems to slide, too. He appears and keeps singing. Is he also a traveler? I side step through several more worlds, and he follows. I go outside of the concert hall and I find there are trees around, and it is night. I don't see Bret Michaels now. I hear someone approaching. Just a bit too late I get the feeling I don't want to be seen. An old man and an old woman emerge from the trees with a shotgun. The man points the shotgun at me. I grab it by the barrels… it's a double barrel… and I bend the gun like it's made of paper. I hear some strange chants coming from the trees, from all around. "Weave spell, inerevum sancotatum, weave spell," it says over and over. The gun is changing forms in my hand, responding to that chant. It is trying to reform around my hand and aim at me again. I block that effect, but I seem to be in a contest of wills with the unseen spell caster. I am still doing that when Bret Michaels comes out of the concert building and plays guitar for a bit… which causes the elderly couple to retreat into the trees.


02/07/12: Unconscious Theft
I am at school, though it isn't one of the classes I am taking in waking life. I am taking notes in a notebook, writing down as fast as I can to keep up with the instructor. When the class ends I get up to go get something to eat. I head down to the cafeteria and buy a burger, fries, and a drink. I am sitting at the table eating when someone from my class comes over and is pissed off. I wonder why. I then see that I have their backpack and purse sitting beside me. I don't even remember picking that stuff up… when did I do that? She wants to know why I have her stuff, which is a logical thing to wonder. I am thinking that if I tell her I have no clue, and I don't remember picking it up, that will sound like a lie… so I tell a lie. I say she left it behind, and I was holding on to it for her so no one else would steal it. I add that if I hadn't run into her again I would have taken it to lost and found. She doesn't seem to believe me. She says she left it in the classroom because we have another class there later today, I know that! Now give the stuff back! She takes the stuff and leaves in a huff. I realize I do have to go to the class again today, but I don't really want to go to class with that person who clearly thinks I stole her stuff intending to keep it. And the fact is I have no idea why I stole her stuff, I don't even remember doing it. So I am considering ditching today.

01/31/12

Game Analysis 101
I am in school, it seems to be a game design class. Everyone is talking about some video games and comparing them. I am paying some attention, but I feel quite tired and I also feel like falling asleep. My eyelids are heavy and I close them just enough to rest them. I drift to sleep, and then I get poked by the person next to me. I look and I see that my ex-boyfriend is in the class with me, and he has poked me to wake me up. I stay awake long enough to hear everyone is now discussing Oblivion, and how it compares to Fallout 3. The subject of Skyrim comes up as the instructor asks if anyone has played that and how it compares. James says all of them blow ass. I comment he wouldn’t know a good game if it bit him. He gives me a strange look, maybe says something, but I am again drifting off to sleep. My eyes close and then I wake up.

Cats!
I am in a place I don’t recognize, it is a house, and it is a big one. I have no thought that I’m not supposed to be there, I am just wandering around and exploring. I enter a bedroom and see an adorable tabby cat on the bed. How cute! I turn to leave the bedroom and I almost trip over a tortie cat right behind me. Wow… where did you come from? I pat the kitty and head down the hall towards the bathroom. In the bathroom I find there is no human toilet, but there are four cat pans lined against the far wall. Am I supposed to use the cat pan? Even if I wanted to, they are all occupied. There is a cat doing business in each one and also three more cats patiently waiting in line. Wow… 7 more cats! I pat the last one in line and head out to find a human bathroom. I don’t find another bathroom, but I find my way back to the living room. I go to sit on the couch but I am warded off by a hiss. I almost sat on a cat! I look and see there are seven cats crowded onto the seat of the couch, all lying around each other. There are three more cats on the back of the couch and a cat on each arm. 12 more cats! I mentally count cats and realize I have found 21 cats so far. I turn from the couch and almost fall on my face as I realize I am about to step on a cat’s tail and I move awkwardly to avoid doing that. 22 cats… I wake up with a single cat purring beside me.

01/30/12

Note: Last night was a bit odd… I remember a lot of fragments of dreams that I'm not sure if they are connected or not, but here they are…

When It Rains
I am in a strange place, it is out in the middle of the wilderness. I don't recognize the place, though I might not since it is hard to see the surroundings through the pouring rain. It is also rather cold out, and I feel the wet rain penetrating through my clothes to my skin, I am feeling quite cold. I look around and I see a small tent not far from me and I realize I am supposed to sleep in there, so I go to the tent to try to dry off in it. I get in the tent and I realize it is no better than being outside. The tent is small and cramped, it doesn't seem to do anything to keep the cold out, and the worst part is the thing leaks so it is raining almost as badly inside as outside. I decide I won't be able to sleep here, so I head out of the tent. I will find an inn where I can rent a bed for a few gold. Hopefully I have enough… if not, I might have to pick someone's pocket to get the money for a dry bed for the night.


To The Movies
I am with my friend Alicia, and we are heading out of Tucson, going south. There is a movie theater down there and we are going to check and see if they will have a specific movie playing or not. We are traveling in a helicopter, the pilot lands in a flat area near a road. I see my car is there, so Alicia and I switch to the car and continue going. The theater is sure out in the middle of nowhere. When we finally get there we go to the box office and ask about the movie we're looking to see. The man in the box office doesn't even wait to hear the title, he says he knows nothing about any movies past this coming Friday… which I know to be tomorrow. He refuses to be of any help at all. Alicia is annoyed that we came all the way out here for nothing. I am also annoyed, but I add that at least we got a free helicopter ride out of it. Alicia agrees reluctantly and adds that it was her first trip in a helicopter.


Nomad and MoSh
I am in a strange place with Nomad and MoSh, and there are a couple other people there with us as well. I don't recognize them. We are in what looks like a small space capsule with seats on both sides of the elongated capsule. The room is about the shape of an elongated sphere, there is no way of telling which is the front or back or if it is even meant to move. I am sitting between Nomad and MoSh. The walls of the room are all padded with the same material that might be found in a padded room of a mental ward. There is a bright white light, but I can't see where it is coming from. Nomad seems excited about something, MoSh seems disinterested. I don't remember what we are doing or where we might be going, but I do get the sensation of motion as the capsule shoots straight up into the air. Nomad voices a loud and excited, "Here we go!" while MoSh just rolls his eyes and groans. I do nothing, still not sure what is going on, but I don't want to appear stupid and admit that.


Blue Spirals of Madness
I am in the living room of our house, I am working on my laptop doing some 3D modeling. The computer is working fine, so that doesn't trigger me to do a reality check. I decide I want to listen to an audio book while I work, so I switch to iTunes to select one. I select a Dean Koontz book to play and start the first track. I go back to my modeling, expecting the book to start, but nothing happens. I switch back to iTunes and I see that the video effects that I am used to seeing on Windows Media Player are playing but there is no sound. I don't really give any thought to the fact that iTunes doesn't have the video effects screen… The screen is showing blue circles expanding and contracting on the screen, it also seems to be stuck. It isn't changing. Damn, I hope I don't have a virus… I change the screen to go to the internet and the monitor goes dark. Shit! It is a virus! I immediately pull the plug on my external hard drives, fearing the data I may have already lost. The blue circles return to the screen, now they are in 3D somehow. They seem to be coming out of the monitor at me. Then I realize they actually are coming out of the monitor… The spirals surround me as I sit in front of my laptop, they are making me a bit dizzy. It feels like I am falling into the computer… falling into the monitor… but instead I fall into bed and wake up.


Stealing Spree
I am in a place I don't recognize, it is an office building of some kind. I remember I am there for an interview. I go to the receptionist and say I am there for my interview. She says she will let the boss know, so I sit down to wait. I ask the receptionist where the restroom is, and she directs me to a door. I go through the door and see it is not a restroom… it's a storage closet. I tell her that and she says it's ok, everyone does their business in there… um… yuck… I go into the room and sure enough it smells like a sewer. I look at the stuff being stored in there. There are many different things tossed into baskets with no organization at all. I look at some of them. There are many computer items there. Small cameras, jump drives, some things I can't identify but they look cool… so I start taking stuff. There is no organization, no way of telling how many of what is in there. I grab a couple jump drives, a couple miniature cameras, and a couple things I can't identify before the receptionist opens the door without knocking and says the boss is ready. I go to the boss' office and see a man sitting across the desk. He looks at me strangely and then announces I stink. Did I use the bathroom before coming here? Yuck! Go home, I won't be working here when I pee in a closet. I leave his office, a bit annoyed, but also excited to see what those computer components I stole are…

Actually, last night was one of the most frustrating nights there is. The kind of night where I am absolutely certain I dreamed, but every time I tried to grab hold of a thread of memory it just slipped further away. I feel like the donkey that is following the carrot on a stick. I know the memory is there, I just can't quite reach it!

Last night was another night with absolutely no recall. I have big plans for tonight, though. Plans to meet up with Nomad and MoSh in a dream, hopefully at least two of us will remember so it can be a confirmed shared dream... and it is about time I had an epic lucid dream! So that is not in question, I will have an epic dream tonight!

I've heard positive thinking helps... so I'm going to try it.