exdreamer's Dream Journal

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid

A few dreams I typed up but didn't get round to posting from the last few days.

Dig

I was at some kind of event outside. I must have been a pretty young kid of less than 11 because I was with a primary school friend, A. There were large white tents and infront of us there were arcade cabinets.

The arcade cabinets were running some kind of retro looking digging game that looked sort of like Dig Dug. The object of the game was to collect items and combine them. I was aiming to dig up some items and make some kind of coffee.

I also got the sense that there would soon be a tournament at the event of some kind.

The School That Wasn't

I was standing in front of the entrance to a school. Some girl walked up to me. I recognised her as someone I went to school with. She had a kind of mousey-brown, almost grey hair. She was quite pretty. She was either quite tanned or had a skin colour other than white but not very dark, her face is just a blur and a series of conflicting images.

I've never seen this girl or school in reality before, but they were familiar in the dream.

I had the sense that this was my old primary school and that I was there to find something out or something. The girl seemed to be there for similar reasons. I got the sense something had happened in th e past but do not have a recollection of what.

We walked inside some kind of office. The girl started talking to someone, but my view was obcured by someone else. I was confused and unsure what I was doing. The person she was talking to was a man, I got the sense he was a teacher at the school. He led myself and the girl out of the room and began to show us around the school.

It was a strange place, familiar yet not.

Much of what I recall is actually a mash up of various schools and colleges I've attended. There was a car-park that was part of my primary school, the front gate area was from college, and the main buildings entrance was from my secondary school. There were also hints of the university I attended here and there.

I wanted to go somewhere or talk to someone, but we never did. Eventually I was back outside at the gates with the girl.

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid

Shop

I was a blonde woman. I had just bought a clothing store. I had the idea that every item should be in an individual box when you buy it. People said it was dumb but I was insistent. Over the course of the dream the company grew larger and larger. Eventually there were lots of people trying to buy me out, but I wasn't interested. I was really tired. It was all rather... odd?

Pokeball Flood Escape!

I was in a hotel with my parents. The water started gushing in. It was rising fast. We tried to run up higher but the stairs were blocked by random debris. We would surely drown. I had an idea! What if we were to hold on to a water Pokemon and return it to it's pokeball? Perhaps we too would go in to the ball and be safe from drowning? I convinced my parents it as a good idea and told the Blastoise I had chosen to come out of the ball in about 2 hours. At first I thought we would get inside it's mouth, but I realised we wouldn't fit so just went for holding on to it's shell. We held on to him and we all entered the pokeball with the typical white flash. Hopefully we would've survived but the dream ended.

I like it when it's obvious where my dreams come from. It's pretty simple day residue stuff here. I was watching a program about the Sri-Lankan tsunami the other day and have been getting back in to Pokemon recently.

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

Playing Mouse Trap

I was walking down the stairs at home. There was an old man with long white hair, wearing no top and tight trousers. He was on the ceiling above me. Suddenly he threw a mouse trap at me! It managed to catch me and snapped shut, gripping my skin. Ouch! I quickly removed it and threw it back at him. It caught him on the back and snapped shut, gripping his skin in much the same way. He scurried off.

Downstairs I ran in to my brother. He explained that a weird old man had just thrown a mouse trap at him. He also told me that it was some kind of twisted game where the 101st person to be caught by it would die. Of course, he threw it at me and it again caught me. Naturally, I was having none of it and I threw it back.

We proceeded to chase each other around the house throwing it at each other in turn. We were essentially trying to kill each other, which isn't very brotherly. Eventually he missed me, and I threw it at him again. I suddenly recall no more of the dream, so I don't know if it ended, I killed him, or if something else happened.

New Bioware Game

One of the guys that runs the game developer Bioware was showing me a new game they were working on. There was a big LCD screen and he was walking me through it, although the dream seemed mostly like my perspective was that of the camera in the game rather than me looking at a screen.

Strangely, it wasn't really an RPG but more of a Real-Time Strategy game. There were tribal looking guys standing around a camp fire. He sent them out and eventually he captured a small group of people who were hanging out on the map. Then he captured some more and built a large tent structure. There was a guy of some significance, like a leader character for the settlement or something. Anyway, it was explained that he was automatically generated, but could be deleted and a new one placed which could be named and have his appearance customised. So, the guy was deleted and a new guy created. He was showing me what were pre-generated characters. He selected from portrait pictures similar to the Baldur's Gate games, but they became increasingly surreal looking like strange abstract portraits.

Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes

Another afternoon nap -- more like an early evening nap I suppose. I actually remembered a whole scene that occurred before this scene but as part of the same dream, just prior. I decided to write this scene first because I enjoyed it more, and by the time I'd done taking notes, I couldn't remember a single thing about the prior scene.

I was in a Japanese RPG. When I say "in", it was all third person just like it would be if it were an actual game rather than a dream. It was as though I was the character rather than just controlling the character too, despite the third person nature and obvious videogame-ness of everything to follow.

Everything looked like it was drawn, but the shading was very detailed, so it was nearly real looking. It's hard to describe, but imagine anime that was shaded so well it looked almost like a photograph, except you'd know it wasn't real because of the shape of the characters and their features, etc.

Anyway I was a blue haired guy and appeared to be quite young and short.

I was very similar to young Ryu from Breath of Fire 3, except without the goofy hair and not quite so squat. It didn't occur to me in the dream though.

Me and my party were standing around waiting for a boss to show up. I got the sense we had gone through a dungeon to reach where we were and naturally expected to fight a boss. I realised we were in my secondary school's main hall, standing next to the stage. There were very large red curtains on the stage, tied back. The floor was dusty and there were brown plastic chairs arranged in rows.

I don't recall any details about the other members of my party other than there was a girl, a big guy, and someone else.

From off left of the "camera" view the boss finally appeared. Flying down towards my party out of the air. He was tall and thin. He had a metal mask covering his face. One side of the mask was white, the other was black. He wore a red suit with gold trim and his pants were tucked in to his socks, which were white. His hair was blonde and very long and flowing.

The perspective changed -- the battle was starting! I noticed now that everything had changed from the near real look of earlier to a three tone shaded anime style. However everything looked gorgeous. It's hard to describe, but everything was so crisp that despite the loss of detail in the shading it looked a lot better.

Not only had the scene detail changed, but so had I. I was now older.

I looked almost identical to Ryu from Breath of Fire 4. It didn't occur to me in the dream though.

I got the sense that my companions were also older, but still couldn't recall any details about them.

There was a menu on screen, just like a Japanese RPG. The perspective had switched to be behind my party. The battle system was the same as Final Fantasy XIII. I was distracted by the fact that everything had changed, and was marvelling a bit at it.

I started to select skills from the menu and realised I had a new skill called "Long Swing" or "Long Reach", I'm a bit confused which or if it was changing between both. Anyway, I remembered that I couldn't learn the skill before because I was too short.

Damn! I had taken too long not paying attention to the battle and my party was losing HP fast. I remember thinking something along the lines of that's what you get when you get distracted in RPGs that aren't turn based. Then I woke.[/QUOTE]

Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes
Dream Sign Key: Inner Awareness( i ), Action ( a ), Form ( f ), Context ( c )

Dream 1 - Make It Real

I had another dream about dreaming -- I think / sort of. This time it was even more frustrating...

Vague, but I got the sense it was another one about dreaming.

I was talking to someone about making things more clear or real ( c ). I remember looking really closely at my hands and they were super sharp and crisp looking ( a ). I think I -- or it could have been the person I was talking to -- was wearing an olive green coat. It was probably me since I always wear coats of that colour.

It's annoying that I had a dream that might be coming from my reality check knowledge and practise and yet I didn't question the reality of the dream even though I was questioning the unknown DC about it. Now THAT is the definition of frustrating.

Dream 2 - Dream Fantasy XIII

This was mostly a videogame dream, specifically about Final Fantasy XIII.

I was in a party with the characters Sazh and Lightning but we weren't all in the same place all the time ( c ). We somehow swapped bodies unexpectedly, but then swapped back ( c,f ). Something might have happened in-between but I can't remember it now.

The in-between feeling is annoying here. It's like a bit actually is missing. I do remember there being scenes where my view was obscured by large save points, which I think may have been during this missing segment.

Anyway, it happened again and I found myself in a room with bunks built in to the wall, it was a pretty sci-fi looking room. There was a save point right in front of me, obscuring my view ( c ). The floor was bright red and tiled.

Thinking on it now, the room reminds me a lot of the room where Lister sleeps in Red Dwarf in its layout and design, but it was cleaner.

When we switched back, Lightning was angry at me and felt that I had ruined our friendship forever because of what I'd done. No idea what I did though, if anything.

Dream 3 - The Homophobic Road

My dad was driving me somewhere in his car. However, we were in America on some freeway ( c ). He commented about how the roads are different from back in the UK.

There were announcer-like voices coming from the roads themselves telling us about the rules for driving on it ( c ). The current road told us that it was for homosapiens only, but I took this to mean people who weren't homosexuals ( f,c ). It told us that the road at the turn off coming up was for gays. I commented that in the UK nobody would give a shit who was driving on the roads, gay or otherwise.

I would like to know how my mind came up with a homophobic road system. Lol.

Anyway, we continued on and the next thing I know we were pulling up outside the shop at the end of our street. My dad said to get out and make my own way there. I was now aware that we were going to my Gran's and Aunt L's house ( i,c ). I told him that if we were both going to the same place then I might as well stick with him so I got back in the car but in to the back seat ( c,a ).

He drove in to the street and parked up at the side of the road. The shop front was on our street when it's usually on the main road it feeds on to ( c ). The shop was also larger, with larger windows and lots of random stuff in them. For some reason I clearly remember the window and door frames being a nice shade of green.

Anyway, he gets out just as my cousin, C, comes out of the shop ( c ). my dad goes inside. She is crying. She gets in to the other side of the car and sits next to me. She continues to cry and I want to console her but don't know how ( c ).

C lived with my Gran and Aunt L, but both are dead. Maybe this is why she was crying in the dream. I must remember dead relatives as a dream sign!

Around this time I can hear church bells that are annoying.

The church bells are actually a new alarm sound I was trying out. Usually my alarms make it hard for me to remember my dreams when I wake up, so I tried looping a recording of church bells, thinking it could be load enough to make me, but natural and ambient enough to not break my concentration too much as I tried to remember my dreams. Anyway, it didn't wake me, it just showed up in the background noise of my dream. Heh.

Next thing, C sees a baby hat with a bear on it ( c ). It is stuffed in to the drivers seat sun visor. She removes it and starts to cheer up, laughing at how cure it is. She notices a teddy bear somehow fixed to the inside of the car door on my side. She leans over me and puts the hat on the bear and cheers up more because it's cute. We both laugh.

As she continues to play with the bear I think about how dodgy it must look from outside the car with her leaning over me like this ( i ).

My dad walks out of the shop but he's morphed in to the comedian Johhny Vegas ( f ). He gets in the car and I insist that nothing untoward was going on! ( a )

Ok, so C is kinda hot, but she's my cousin!

Weirdly, he's making a new Iron Man movie ( c ). We talk about it. I play with the bear and some really strange shaped safety pins ( f ). He tells me about his dumb idea for a really philosophical ending -- I forget what exactly. I tell him how dumb it is. He knows but thinks it'd be funny to do it anyway.

I don't like super hero movies and avoid them like the plague. It annoys me that over the last few years I can't even seem to avoid discussions about them. I think my dream was making fun of them.

When I wake up, 55 min has passed since the failed church bell alarm. Stupid alarm.

Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes
Dream Sign Key: Inner Awareness( i ), Action ( a ), Form ( f ), Context ( c )

Dream 1 - Running

I was running down a spiral staircase in a circular tower. I was being chased by a giant fantasy tiger like creature and several smaller, identical ones ( a,f ). Then the scene changed to an out of body view of the tower from the outside ( i,c ). The sky was purple, the tower was made of stone with a blue roof ( c ). It had small windows, but my perspective was to far away to see inside. I was then back in my body briefly before I awoke.

Two aspects of this dream came from video games. The tiger like creatures from one, and the scenario of being chased down a spiral staircase in a tower from another. I wont bore you with any more details.

Dream 2 - Singing

I don't really have good recall of this one, so I'll just copy directly what I noted down on paper in the middle of the night.

"Singing person as though good or famous. Pity?"

Dream 3 - School

This was my final, longest, and most detailed of the night, occurring right before finally waking up and ending my sleep for the night. The order of events is very muddled.

I was back at secondary school ( c ). I was in a lesson of some kind, but instead of a classroom we were in the main hall -- I was near the door ( c ). We were sat with the tables joined together in rows spanning the room. I was sitting next to an old friend, C, on my right and a girl I went to school with, H, on my left.

Recently I passed C in the street in reality and we had a conversation. I hadn't seen him for 7 years since leaving school. H I also hadn't seen for as long. She was the cutest girl in class and it turned out she liked me and asked me out. But this was in the first year of secondary school when I was 11/12 years old and I messed it up so it never really went anywhere. The configuration of the seating arrangement is significant to me because in one class she sat on my left and always wanted to swap seats.

The former prime minister of the UK, Gordon Brown, was my father ( c ). He wasn't there but I was aware of the fact. I get the sense that people in the class were discussing the fact, but it's not clear. Anyway, I hated him with a passion. There had just been an election, which he lost, and I was wondering if one day I would be the prime minister myself.

There recently was an election in the UK which he lost, of course. I did and do hate him. Weird that he was my father though.

John Locke, the character from Lost, was in my class ( c ). He was across the other side of the room. For some reason the tables were being re-arranged to make larger rectangular tables where people would sit facing inwards. I was excited at the prospect of it causing arguments for some reason ( i ). I wanted Locke to sit facing my friend C so that they would be more likely to argue with each other. I was very keen to stay sat next to H but she decided to sit next to her friend, M. Instead I ended up next to a girl, J, I knew from way back in primary school when I was about 10 years old -- her name was different from what it really is though ( c,f ).

I don't really know what's going on with the Lost stuff other than that my friend, C, reminds me of Jack from Lost in that he was kind of the leader figure in my circle of friends back then. The seating thing seems to be mixing two really weird school memories about girls.

There was a guy who's a journalist online in the class, S ( c ). The teacher, who was my Biology teacher, Mrs. H, from back in secondary school, comments about how it would be strange if he were to meet himself in different timelines or through time travel ( c ). S responded that he had actually met himself twice over and been in a room with three of himself ( c ). I made the joke that it was really "deep" because he has a notoriously deep voice ( a ). Everyone laughed at my amazing joke.

There was a scene in a courtyard -- but I think maybe it was earlier than previous scene -- in which there were TV cameras ( c ). I seemed to know what was going on and was explaining it to someone.

Back at school we left the main hall / class. There was a black and white hand drawn map across from the boys toilets on the wall, but I was somehow aware that it was out of date and wrong ( f,c ). An old acquaintance (I wouldn't say friend), G, said it was my fault because I had forgotten to update the map. But I said I wasn't going to re-draw it by hand when I could just go and print it out from the computer. We headed up stairs to English class and were stopped by a teacher who wanted to know why we were out of class. For some reason I couldn't stop thinking about how I was going to pin the map to the wall later. Next another old friend walked past us also heading upstairs, R. R was carrying a full colour map that was larger than the one on the wall ( c ). Then I woke up.

I'm at a loss for much of the later half of the dream.

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