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    1. Are You My Constant? (10.24.15)

      by , 10-25-2015 at 02:55 PM
      *I had great increase in dream recall because I abstained from drinking or smoking just before bed. I've also been watching a lot of LOST and Heroes on Netflix so there are some parallels* Dream #1 Dream #2

      I was in this apartment complex with Dr. Mohinder Sharesh (heroes). We were running from these men in black who wanted to capture me and study me for my abilities of teleportation, telekinesis and time travel. My brother, who also can time travel, was already a couple years into the future, and he and I were communicating with this magical paper that I could write on and my brother years in the future could read it, and vice versa. He had told me that there had been a terrible virus spread throughout the world and many people were dead. Dr. Sharesh and I began working on an antidote immediately to prepare for this disaster. I began collecting samples and test tubes from this fridge like container for chemicals. I had told him that we need to work fast to prepare. Just then I looked outside to three floors below, men in black were at that moment getting out of their cars. I closed both doors leading to the room we were in from the hallway outside so that we had a bit more time before the men in black had apprehended us. The next few moments played out like a movie...the men in black busted through the door leading to our floor, guns drawn and ready to shoot at any moment. I close my eyes tight just as the break down the doors to our room. The men found only Dr. Sheresh alone in the room as I had time traveled. *Camera pans to the magical paper with my writing saying "I'm coming to you" and my brother's response, "What?"*

      The next thing I know I am in the same building, same floor, and I am in the hallway. The carpet was pulled up from the floor, and the walls beginning to crumble apart. I look around and realize that I had traveled years into the future. Just then, my brother comes running around the hall, with a big smile on his face, happy to see me. He takes my hands and says how happy he is to see me. He had a katana strapped to his back. He takes me into the same room I was in from the past, he sits on a couch, his back to the window. I look at him as we talk, and then I look past him to see the destruction of the city skyline. Towers and buildings were destroyed, reduced to nothing but shells of a once great society. I asked my brother if our parents had survived, his eyes welled up as he shook his head and began to cry. My brother then asked me what time I had come from, I looked him in the eye and said, "I think I came from the time when this all started, I think I came from where it began."

      I remember being in some sort of school that was holding a big conference or event. There were a lot of people. I remember being somewhat lucid as I mocked certain situations while still adhering to the dream plot. I was in this large girls' bathroom, remembering that I could do pretty much anything, I challenged every other girl in there to fight me. They kind of looked at me weird and didn't do anything at first. I had said something to the effect of "What, you bitches afraid you all can't take me? Come on! I'll let you all at me at once." That peaked their interest as they all started to attack me. Fighting all of them at once was easy. I blocked every kick and punch with ease, landing blows to them as I did. They quickly surrendered and I left the bathroom. I saw floods of people rushing in every hallway.

      The dream shifts and I am now looking out onto Lake Michigan witnessing one of the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen. There are people playing in the lake as the golden orb of our star slowly lowered itself upon the water, a perfect reflection on the surface. I sat watching with school friends, old and new, in these bleacher style seats, almost like an amphitheater. I sat with a friend of mine to my left, a cute girl that I have come to sort of develop a crush on. Next to her on her left sits one of my old friends from high school. I was peaceful, taking in the beautiful scene before me. Then, the cute girl next to me rests her head on my shoulder, and I instinctively put my arm around her waist. The cute girl was also holding the hand of the girl next to her which was my high school friend, but being polyamorous, I wasn't hurt or angry at that situation. Then I had realized something, I had been in another dream just before that, a different dimension with a dire fate. I hopped up and began putting some pieces together. I said to the cute girl "Are you my constant? Are you here to simply comfort me and distract me from my task, so that I may stay in this world and forget the world before?" The girl just hung her head and looked at her feet. I sat right in front of her, put my face next to hers so I could whisper in her ear, "Are you my constant?" to which she said "I can't say". I just nodded my head thinking 'I knew it'. Then I asked, "do you like me, do you love me?" She didn't respond. I just got up, said I was getting lunch and left the scene.

      I was back at the music building of my school, practicing my saxophone, and actually playing a scale I had been working on IRL. It was then that I remembered I was getting food.

      I woke up
    2. Groundhog Day of the Walking Dead 10.15.15

      by , 10-16-2015 at 02:37 PM
      I only got lucid for a few moments throughout this dream, but my lucidity never stuck. I suspect it was because I wasn't sleeping very well throughout the night, at least not enough to get fully lucid.

      I was in this little town or city, not unlike my hometown in Michigan. This city has little stores, nice middle class neighborhoods, and just all around a pleasant place to be. The sun was just about to set, as I was talking with some friends of mine from college. We were talking about nothing in particular, when all of a sudden hell breaks loose. Zombies started overrunning the neighborhood, and quickly too. I saw panic among my friends as they had never dealt with this experience before, many of them were captured and eaten by the zombies as these zombies were not your typical "shamble along with a gimp" zombies but instead "sprint at you 28 days later style" zombies. A smaller zombie, which I had guessed to be a young boy turned zombie, began to run at me to try and get me. It was here that I became somewhat lucid as I started to hover above the ground just enough so he couldn't get me. I could tell that I wasn't fully lucid or couldn't fully grasp that this was a dream, because as I continued to try and stay afloat, I would find myself sinking to the ground. While I was in the air, I began to witness the true chaos of the situation. These zombies had great agility and speed, as I saw them jump to great distances, on top of buildings, to get at people.


      I'm back at the beginning again, dusk leading to night in the small town, and chaos had yet to happen. This time I was inside one of the nice family homes, talking again amongst friends about nothing in particular. I remember recounting the events that had happened before the rewind, so my goal was to convince these people that they need to leave the city now, or find shelter for the inevitable zombie invasion. None of the people took me seriously, and shrugged off my warnings. I figured I would get supplies around to at least prepare for the impeding apocalypse. I had gathered food, weapons, and supplies, ready for the attack. And just like I had predicted, zombies started charging the walls of the home, smashing windows and doors to try and get at the citizens. I had to fend off a few zombies with what weapon I had, and survive...


      Again I find myself inside a home, before shit goes down. This home is different, and has a basement that leads to the back yard. This home, however, was being raided by police for some reason. I did not care about a possible crime being committed, all I cared about was convincing the police officers to prepare for the worst. I frantically tell the police to release the suspect they had in custody, and to prepare for an attack, but they had no intention of stopping their assignment. Finally, I just gave up telling people how this is the third time I've seen shit go to hell, and started preparing to protect myself, hoping others would follow. I remember being in the basement of this home, crouched beneath the windows the cops were shining their lights into. I remember seeing the silhouettes of the police as they were checking the perimeter of the home one moment, and then next being swarmed by a horde of zombies. The growls, screams, and the tearing sound of flesh filled my ears as I waited for my moment to strike.

      I woke up