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    1. Fragments: Driving Tip, Fight, Sand vs. Monster

      by , 07-08-2012 at 12:32 AM
      These dream fragments are not especially interesting. The monster was boring and cartoonish, but there were a few interesting elements. Once again it featured a realistic looking apartment complex.

      Dream#1: I was with my GF in a wooded area. I remember she was driving some kind of Jeep. She backed out of a parking spot without looking and we narrowly avoided colliding with a black SUV driven by an older woman. I tell her: "Always look in the rear-view mirror while in reverse." I was annoyed we almost got hit but I dropped it. [She doesn't have a car in waking life --or this may have been forgotten.]

      At some point shortly after this, I tell her I forgot something in my room. I don't recall what this was but I remember being worried about going to my room alone. I ran up several flights of stairs without feeling any tiredness. It felt exhilarating. I lived in a apartment complex and my room looked a bit dark. I recall grabbing a square wooden plaque, painted red, with a square gold engraved plate. Which I might have considered my cell phone?? --Things go hazy here.

      In the same outdoor setting as the above fragment my GF, and we are walking down a wooded road. There are some sandy banks along the side of the roads and we are barefoot like we are heading to the beach. Oozing down the road up ahead, and heading towards us, is a beige slimy mass a little like the blob with ugly mouths and knobs that looked nose-like.

      We run up the sandbars to get out of the way, and the thing changes directions to follow us. I started kicking sand onto it. It didn't seem threatened by heavy amounts of sand in its mouths and that made me start to feel nervous about being barefoot...

      Dream#2: I was at a sporting event at a local gym. Not something I have done since Jr. High. I was laying on a table against the wall of the gym. (Laying on table like beds is officially a motif.) The place was packed, I don't recall what sport was being played but I recall yellow uniforms and lots of courts filled with different games. I noticed my best friend Joe making his way towards me around the crowds. I didn't react until he was about 20ft away then I jumped up to greet him.

      At first things were cool. Then my GF showed him a puppy we had with us and he acted like he was going to step on it and crush it under his foot. I was outraged and lashed out. I grabbed him hard by the shirt and jacket and told him: he had no right to harm a puppy because he was in a bad mood about life. [He actually loves animals.]

      Updated 07-10-2012 at 10:51 AM by 32174 (Clairifications and proof reading.)

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      dream fragment , side notes , non-lucid
    2. Nightmare: Extremely Realistic Alternate Life

      by , 03-04-2011 at 11:45 PM
      The following dream I had on 5-hours sleep. This would have been my 3rd REM cycle which means this dream may have been over 45-minutes long. It was extremely, extremely, realistic. To the point that when I woke up I felt I had not been home in days or weeks. The visual quality, in complete honesty, was more vivid than real life. I say this because in real life our eyelashes block our view and veins in our eyes can make some lighting conditions slightly blurry. I have 10/20 vision so this was not a product of wearing or needing glasses or contacts.

      I woke up. My long time friend Lynn was massaging my right hand as I did. She didn't look completely sober and she seemed very bleary and passionate about giving me this hand massage. I felt uneasy, because I have a jealous girlfriend and I was wondering how I let myself alone with Lynn in a room.

      Sitting in the room on a chair a few feet from my bed was an earthy/hippy looking guy in his mid 20's with rusty blond hair and beard. Lynn was saying something to me about working my energies or something. She eventually got off my bed and headed out the door. The guy sitting there laughingly told me about how Lynn had pulled a similar stunt and acted really weird to someone else recently in attempt to practice her Chinese medicine.

      I did not recognize the room I was in. It was beige, metallic, somewhat cramped and had no windows. I felt confused as to where I was or how I got there. The guy started making small talk (which I don't recall and) I wasn't paying much attention, as I had a sinking feeling I was some how terribly lost.

      The guy suggested I go into the living room with him, so I got out of bed and followed him. The living room looked shabby and unimpressive. We sat down on a brownish colored sofa and continued to talk as I desperately tried to orient myself. Soon afterward, one by one, all my "roommates" came home. There must have been at least ten other people I appeared to be living with. I didn't know who any of them were, but they all seemed very familiar with me.

      They all sat around talking to each other about various things. (This part of the dream could have easily lasted 10-minutes by itself.) I sort of made excuses for myself for not knowing what the hell was going on. I just woke up. I didn't feel too hot. But eventually admitted, "I have no idea who any of you are!" They laughed it off, and implied I had done too many drugs or something the night before. I started to become terrified of the possibility I had a massive case of amnesia. I hid it, but inside the fear was swelling up strongly.

      Then, Sabrina, a girl I haven't seen in many, many years walked in with a big smile. She looked thinner and healthy and I stood up to greet her. I somewhat shouted for joy. "Sabrina! Now you I know!" Everyone laughed. At this point I said "Now I don't know if I'm dreaming or not." I was so relieved to see another person I knew, the fear level dropped and I could pretend to fit in a little. (This part of the dream could have lasted another 10-minutes.)

      Eventually my girlfriend walked in and it looked like she had just got off work. She looked sweet and very calm like she had a good day. When I saw her I felt desperate to take her aside and confide in her how lost and uncertain I felt. She told me "Lets go up to our apartment." I felt relieved, because I thought we all lived in that small unit together and I couldn't understand why I would ever choose to live that way.

      We walked into the halls which were also metallic and had dark worn-out atmosphere difficult to put into words. The place looked futuristic but extremely old like something from the movie Bladerunner. I followed my girlfriend up flights of stairs like a lost puppy. She remained calm and not alarmed. On the way up the stairs I asked her "Can we go back to my home? I just want to know that it's still real." She laughed it off and we walked to our apartment door.

      At this point I turned around and saw a crazed looking man was following closely behind me. I opened our door, which sealed like the door of a submarine and had a bright red glowing light above the thick black metallic peep hole. I seemed to know how to open it perfectly well and I shoved her in the door, followed, then double locked ourselves in. Checking the locks from inside, they seemed loose.

      Our door entered close to the kitchen. The place looked even darker, more cramped, and less inviting than the first apartment. I was starting to become very, very, uncomfortable again. Our apartment was divided into three floors. The basement level I never went to, but it was nearly pitch black save for a few red LED's on the walls. I followed her upstairs to our bedroom area. There laying on a chair was a very pale girl with shorts on sitting on a chair half dazed.

      I was alarmed, but my GF explained that was only our roommate. I told her I couldn't take this place any more and asked if we could go for a walk outside. She agreed, and we left through a side door and went outside where there was only an empty parking lot, and gray looking forest. We walked into the forest and I started to feel dizzy. (The dream started to destabilize.) Horror struck again...

      I put my arm around her for balance and asked "Am I mentally retarded now? Did I have some sort of accident?" She only just slightly smiled and looked at me. --Then I woke up.

      I want to emphasize, when I woke up I felt I hadn't seen my bedroom in at least 2-3 days. I felt like a stranger to my own life, and I noticed that my real room was not as visually intense as my dream room.

      This dream falls into a common category of my dreams: Bizarre Apartment