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    Searching For The Center of Everything

    I start this adventure simply... with no goal in mind but to explore.
    I don't know if I can find the answers I need this way...
    But it certainly won't hurt to look, will it?
    I hope I can at least become more of who I want to be by living a more lucid life.

    Anyways...
    Welcome to my mind!
    _[>w<]/ I might dream about some pretty dark and romantic things, but I'm a pretty adorable, light-hearted, funny-guy.

    1. [Healing Pool]

      by , 11-05-2012 at 07:30 PM (Searching For The Center of Everything)
      [Monday, November 5th, 2012]
      <My dream recall fades into...>
      At a theme park.

      In a child's playground, I crawl inside a plastic tube and meet a few people I know.
      Cassidy is one of them, an old pre-school through high-school friend of mine.
      We get into an arguement and I decide to just walk away.

      I walk up to someone in an outside office chair.
      I ask him how he's doing running and designing the park.
      He isn't. He looks very relaxed and layed-back in his chair.
      He says he was layed-off. The park management hired someone else.
      Everyone here has been replaced it seems- by more efficient and cheaper workers.
      I give him my condolances and then it seems everyone is leaving the park now.

      I follow suit.
      Right outside the park is a giant rounded pool; 30-foot deep with a 30 foot diameter.
      Suddenly, me and everyone in the park is filled with joy and bliss and we all jump in the pool.
      I feel amazing and refreshed as the cool water surrounds me.
      I was the first to jump in with my clothes on, and I watched as everyone else jumped in after me.
      It was amazing watching as everyone floated together in a neon-blue lit pool.
      I start to run out of breath and take air in, despite being underwater.

      <I wake up.>
    2. [I Need A Brake]

      by , 11-01-2012 at 12:25 AM (Searching For The Center of Everything)
      [Wednesday, October 31st, 2012]
      I'm at Circle K, picking Alex up. I park it and walk inside. I have to go to the bathroom pretty bad, so that's the first place I remember heading. I walk in, and the door won't shut because of boxes and other things in the way.
      I try pushing them aside and get it as closed as I can. I see Leila trying to help me, but I can't close it all the way and I give up. I end up stealing something, like a pack of gum or candy bar... and it was almost subconscious how I did it.

      I walked outside of Circle K, Alex must have been waiting on me forever in the car. I get out there and Alex is spraying something on the tires and rims. She had an explanation like that it was to clean the tires or make them work better. I shrugged.

      Then I noticed the car was parked HALFWAY up the hill, almost completely on the wall.
      "WHOA. I did NOT park like that." I knew for a fact that I would never park like that.
      "Well, you did." Alex assured me.
      "No, fuck that. I did Not. I never park that far up."
      I tried climbing up the hill and it was almost too difficult to do that; I almost slid back down.

      "Fuck it."
      I ran back down the hill to calm down for a moment. Turning around, the car is on the ground, down the hill. I don't think anything of it, and I hop in. The car starts, and I roll the rest of the way down the hill...
      It won't brake very well. I throw it into Forward and... It goes forward. I park somewhere else and try braking.
      But it doesn't brake... hardly even slow down. Alex want's to go say something to someone inside, but I stop her-
      "Uh, Alex... the car isn't working. I run over the curb and fall off a small incline and land on the road in front of traffic.

      "WHOA WHAT THE FUCK AUSTIN."
      "THE BRAKES AREN'T WORKING."
      Me and Alex were driving away from Circle K- And my car wasn't braking anymore.
      "The brakes must have been clipped." I suggested, I started driving slowly through the backroads.

      <I wake up.>
      <I roll over and fall asleep.>

      Now Alex is driving, and we're headed to my Dad's to see if he can fix it. The brakes are working for now. We turn the wrong road, but I don't realize it until the road becomes narrow and lines with hedges. She turns left at a strange Fire Department building. With the garages closed, but a Cop car parked in front. We turn around and park... and stop for a moment... We get out and walk around.

      There's a couple really sweet vehicles like Mustangs and a black sports car here too now. Some other people drive up, get out and look around as if they're tourists. They admire the cars with us, and then I decide we should leave. We get in the car again, and have a small arguement that leads to us being grumpy at each other.

      "FUCK" I stop myself. "I'm stopping, I'm stopping." I bang my fists on the steering wheel once.
      "I'm not talking to you like this." She starts grabbing her stuff and putting it in her bag and opens the door.
      "Wait! I'm not even angry!" Frustration kicks in. Why is she mad right now?
      She starts walking away.
      "Oh come on, please don't do this!" Tears well up in my eyes.
      She turns around, "Stop crying. There are people around here!"
      I wipe my face and realize my face is soaked with tears now.
      We start walking again.

      "Apparently, Seth is up ahead. He's crying over something too." Alex let's me know. We walk on a sidewalk that runs along several buildings that came out of nowhere. A group of people are sitting on the ground listening to a British exchange-student friend of ours. She hasn't been here in almost a year. But everyone is listening to her tell a story. We weave through the people, ignoring it- and I see a few people sitting down up ahead.

      I light up a cigarette as we reach Seth. Alex and Seth start talking and I tune out. I take a drag, and exhale. What am I doing here? I wonder for a moment... Then Alex starts walking the other way. I follow suit.

      As we reach the exchange student's circle again, someone hands me a paper with the story printed on it.
      "When We First Kissed" by Hellogoodbye begins to play and the words change to match along with the song...

      "Sometimes,
      Making points on white neon boards
      Is like,
      Pulling stars off the black sky"

      (My first dream lyric. And it's not exact, but it captures the point.)
      <My dream ends and I wake up. "When We First Kissed" still playing in my head.>
    3. [Troll Mom]

      by , 10-06-2012 at 02:14 AM (Searching For The Center of Everything)
      [Wednesday, October 3rd, 2012]
      (Recall is poor, but I DID dream quite a bit.)

      I'm at a gigantic park and home complex- I get in an arguement with
      Brent and my Mom just happens to agree with him. My Mum chimes in and follows me about telling me I'm wrong. I
      keep saying, "PLEASE Mom, just LISTEN to me." Her face starts become troll-like as she begins to argue like a child.
      I become extremely upset. [I don't remember much else.]