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    Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal

    'Another Night' follows the various story arcs and recurring themes of my dreams. Selected dreams from my childhood are displayed here as are my current, normal dreams.

    1. Her Assistant

      by , 05-17-2013 at 04:06 AM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)

      1. I am on a tennis court. Odd things happen, and it turns into a competition. An adversary wants to trap me on one side. I walk horizontally out into the city area. I become certain that I am dreaming. I go into a restaurant. The faint image of a man running into down an apartment hall appears.

      2. I have a false awakening, and I lose my lucidity.

      3. I am in a city street. I am lucid again. I am awed, and I decide not to do anything while I am lucid because I am unprepared. I decide to just view the dreamscape. I want to go to the Woodland away from the city. I begin to fly towards it. An enemy comes up to me in the field. I fly up into the air to avoid him. He taunts me and says that I will have to come down some time. He says that he will cause many nightmarish false awakenings. I say that he is just a dream character. and I wake up.

      4. I am still dreaming, and I awaken to a figure slicing skin off of me in my sleep. I realize he has a face similar to that of the man of before. I still am not lucid. He is rambling and psychotic.

      I call the police, but instead just mumble into the phone, "Something's wrong," before dropping it with newfound lucidity. I awaken.

      5. It is another FA. I go the man from the dream that is in my house, but I am illogically non-lucid. I yell at him. I am shocked. He winks at me when I complain about the FAs. At that, I become lucid, but I wake up for real.
    2. Why Have You Returned?

      by , 04-30-2013 at 04:00 AM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)

      1. I am lucid. I am in a factory setting. I try to explain to a crowd of characters about what happened in my previous dream. There is a man giving a tour in the scene of my dream. The people appear frustrated. I decide that it is my dream, the world is mine, and I jump on the tour-holder, liberating myself from the restraints. A group of DCs follow me happily.

      A business man, outside in the open, steps out of a black car and says: "Let's go. It's time to wake up," but I just flip him off. I make the mistake of thinking it is a shared dream, and I run with five other people. I tell them to focus on their senses to make the dream real, but I did not realize that they weren't. We race through a desert and forest. I have begun to label all forested areas (those that aren't plains or urban) as part of the Marsh, because it has expanded recently and has been appearing a lot in my dreams lately. We see a house. Grimilia steps out of a corner. I have not seen her in years; why has she returned? She must be sentient for her to appear like this. She must be a part of me that has become self-aware, dissociated from my psyche because of her significance or other reasons. Maybe she resembles something or somebody. Could she be a representation of a problem? Some things happen, and everything explodes into a blinding white. I tell the characters to run, but when I look back I only see two of them.
      Tags: grimilia, lucid, marsh
      lucid , nightmare
    3. Post-Move Dream Canon (Grimilia Strikes)

      by , 04-02-2013 at 05:30 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)

      1. I am at my elementary school at night. I am outside, and I am lucid. I walk to the border, but a mysterious figure in the fog blocks me. I get the feeling that I am not allowed, or will perish, if I cross the line. I realize it is Grimilia from before. She has a wolf with her by her feet. Someone else runs by and upon crossing the imaginary line is devoured by it. She calls him Tibb. I realize it is a werewolf when it transforms into a naked man, who wipes the blood off his mouth. When I see his face, I realize that he is the same man who I saw at the Marsh, the Island, and the Halo. He was following me. Why was he threatening me now when he helped me before? In fear, I run and hide, losing my lucidity.

      2. I am in a park. The sky turns very gloomy. People begin to run and shout that Grimilia is coming, and I become lucid. Instead of running, I walk slowly towards the exit. Grimilia is in a parked car. She is wearing a black suit. Instead of the hag form of before, she looks surprisingly young. Without fear, I slip into the passenger seat, and we drive away.

      3. Many people are in a maze-like complex. it has a viewof the city highway. We all run through it, avoiding Grimilia. I am the last to die.

      Updated 04-02-2013 at 05:44 PM by 60107

      lucid , nightmare , memorable
    4. Pre-Move Dream Canon (The Nightmare Halo)

      by , 04-02-2013 at 05:19 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)

      1. I am in a dark formless void. I intend to go to leave Central Dreamworld, but I cannot seem to escape wherever this is. I meet a man who tells me that this is the Nightmare Halo; a place surrounding Central Dreamworld and created by Grimilia. We must escape quickly if we want to live. As we move into the darkness, we see random colorful neon shapes. They are oddly misplaced against the stark hell-scape of the Halo. We hear female laughter in the distance, but we make it back in time to the Island.

      2. I am crossing again, but this time Grimilia gets me.

      3. I am lucid and running through a neon building at night to escape from Grimilia.
      lucid , nightmare , memorable
    5. Pre-Move Dream Canon (Meeting Grimilia)

      by , 03-24-2013 at 08:01 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      It is a normal day in the world of my dreams. I am reliving my day through day residue, and everything seems as a normal dream would be. I bounce a ball with a DC friend. I stop because I smell smoke. We go inside his house and see his mother dead on the kitchen floor. A chicken baster is impaling her eye. The oven is on fire, and the lights go out. We run over to my house in fear. We look out the window to the DC's house, and it is completely ablaze. We run to the other kids on the block, and discover that every one of their parents were murdered. Each house is flaming, and the it is night. The fire slowly calms until the houses are mostly blackened skeletons of their construct. We run through the decay, but one of the herd of kids falls dead. Another is burned alive. We suspect it is the murderer who killed our parents and is now after us. One bashes his head open on the frame of a burnt doorway. The other falls down a stairwell and bleeds from his cuts. There are now only five. Instead of running from house to house, we run into the Lake's forest. We trek through the trees, but one more dies when he falls behind. We decide that we need to split-up in order to preserve our lives in numbers. I say that that is a terrible idea, and that that is what the murderer wants. However we do it anyways. We are supposed to meet back up at the highway. I run through the forest as fast as I can for an hour. It is almost sunrise. I go to the highway, but no one is there. I begin to become worried, and I go back to the clearing. No one is there, and I see blood thrown across the grass. The trees rustle, and I stumble around the circle in wonder. Where are they? An old crone woman appears from the forest. She appears calm and says, "My name is Grimilia. Can you help me?" I move closer towards her. Before I realize what is happening, she pulls out a bloodied knife. I immediately become lucid. The scenario, the antics of the killer, all point to my dream themes. I am still scared. I attempt to use dream control, but it is too late. She sinks the knife into me. Even though it is a dream, I still feel the pain as sharp as ever. I awaken.

      Updated 04-02-2013 at 05:40 PM by 60107

      lucid , nightmare , memorable