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I remember being at some all white house with another guy. While we were talking, there were people laughing, like we were recording a show for a live studio audience. I kept looking around to see where they were, only to find out we weren't on a set. Afterthat, a lot of people showed up. My sister and her kids were also there. She was telling me hat she was going to need my car to go to a show and felt like I was stuck there. Eventually Jay-Z and Scarface came out and started rapping. Scarface wore a huge medalion with a pyramid and sun on it.

When I was leavign the show, W came up to me and asked if I still wanted to be apart of the act. I was doubtful but I still told him yes. He started asking me why I was headed in the direction I was going as if I was going the wrong way. I continued down the road and everything became increasingly black. By the end I was running from the darkness.

Laater I found myself at schol in a crowed that was waiting to go in a building. While waiting there, a girl kept faitnting over and over. Each time I would catch her and everyone around us kept acting like it was completly normal, including her. We were close to the door and I had this rusted metal object in my hand that I threw off to the side. Suddenly the teacher who was there got really mad and asked "who threw that!??". Everyone except me raised their hands. Then he scanned the area and I looked directly into his eyes waiting for him to say something to me, but he didn't. He raised his voice even louder this time, and asked the same question. This time I raised my hand along with everyone else. He got fusterated and let us into the building. I remember the guy who works at the gamestore nearby was in the center of this circular room.


(seperate dream)

I was traveling up the road and going to this class where my biology teacher was telling us how to solve some equasion. It didn't make any sense and it was something that we never went over but he insisted that we had.

I think I also remember talking to Staci from Class....It was just a bunch of small talk. Nothing really stood out.

I had a dream that me, my mum & brother went to a place called either Baurmind or Bourneville, it was quite the eastern European country with small temple things you'd see in say Russia, but more modern yet still quite poor. On the way there the plane runway was the sand on the beach, people were playing there and jogging however they were used to planes coming + going. When we were on the runways the plane wouldn't slow down + couldn't stop. The plane that started spinning out of control with the electrics flashing on and off, me and my brother were panicking.
The plane then started to crash into buildings with its wings + tail but aparently it was good in order to stop the plane. We then ended up in a green forest and people got out the plane and were assigned to their hotels. My brother wasn't in the same hotel as mum and I so I told the people he went with to look after him.
I was then left thinking 'What are we going to do in Bourneville?'

I need to pay more attention. I barely remember even one dream. Looks like this will take a bit more effort than I though. Oh well, it will be worth it!

My Only Dream
I was being chased by an unseen force. I entered some sort of indoor city while my friends helped me escape. This was a sort of Mirrors Edge like dream. The only different thing was the buildings were made from Minecraft blocks and everything else was more realistic.
I escape with two of my friends and I wake up.

I'm at the airport about to get on a large aircraft. I'm on the jetway with my ticket and boarding pass but can't get on because there is a problem with another passenger. A flight attendent or gate agent is talking to the passenger and trying to resolve the issue. It's time for the aircraft to leave and the door would have closed already except that some middle aged woman (a passenger?) has stepped into the doorway and is keeping the door from closing. While all of this is going on, another flight attendent or gate agent walks up to me and asks to see my ticket. In my mind, I'm thinking that they're not going to let me on the aircraft because I tried before and wasn't able to get on. But this time everything seems okay and she ushers me into the aircraft. She tells another flight attendent something like, "Hey, you know that big box that you were going to watch TV on? Well you're going to have to move it because someone is going to sit there." The flight attendent leads me through the aircraft to my seat. As we go, I'm seeing empty seats here and there and wonder which one is mine. The seats are blue, as is the carpet. Some of the seats have what looks like plastic coverings on them. They might be blankets, I don't know. The flight attendent leads me to a place where two rows of seats come together at a 90 degree angle. There is a black woman laid out asleep across several seats, including mine, and the flight attendent wakes her up and has her move so I can sit down. She points to the seat that's right in the corner of the 90 degree bend and tells me that's my seat. So I sit down. That's all I remember.

Just adding more tags. Tag entry is limited to 10, but I feel that the additional tags are also important. Particularly, the balloons and ruins. I had a "vision" (not a dream, coz I was already awake, but my visualization is still quite sharp):

I was already awake, in fact already opened my eyes, and I was annoyed at the people attacking the dogs in the "demonstration" in my dream. Then I wondered what the balloons are supposed to mean. The dream made it seem like it's a weapon.

Then I went into a vision of a couple of guys tying up helium balloons on our wall, and left. There was a message on the balloons. Something about activism.

Then one night, the two were caught, and were asked why they were doing that, as if it was a crime. Or maybe the message was the crime. In the vision, I was trying to get mom to appear and defend them, since I don't really have much of a status in our home town. But for some reason, she just won't appear, so I talked instead.

I asked why they're angry at the two. They mentioned the balloons, and I said, yes I saw them, and I think they're nice. Then they mentioned the message on the balloons (something about Pinoy, with two other words). I said I didn't read (a lie), but they still look nice. The mob are starting to doubt their actions. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing after all, I can hear them think.

One of the boys smiled a grateful smile at me. Then I remember after I saw them tying the balloons, he looked back at me, and we smiled.

I think the balloons were colored blue and red. Or was it yellow?

A future of ruins and robots. People fighting. There are robots. Some are flying. Clearing junk, or attacking people. Running. Chasing.

I was in a dormitory. There are other boys. Some are naked.

I was with a group of people. At least one is from a prior clan. We were all talking, and I mentioned how he didn't accept a job offer. Then I mentioned that he became a model.

Then we were in a department store. I found a balisong, and took it out. Steph was there and kid me about it. I saw the instruction saying it's for preparation for a zombie apocalypse. Then I saw a "video" sample. They used dogs, ducks, balloons, and cats to distract zombies. I was watching at a bird's eye view. They were in a place, with buildings and houses around. The animals walked, some tied with balloons. I thought that the zombies will not mind them. Then I saw the zombies (some are animals) block them. The living animals hesitated, and then they started running, and the carnage began.

I saw a duck and her ducklings being cornered to a door. Then I saw living humans. They attacked using a "whip with nails," and hitting the animals (living or undead?) in the belly, intestines, and the head. There was a voice over saying these are the most effective places to attack.

I was riding a jeep with Emerald. Going to Bacolod? For some reason, she wanted to stop for a minute at Victorias and buy something. I joined her. Then while she was shopping, a messenger said that the jeep went ahead. We went back (after she bought her stuff in a Japanese-style store), and found that the jeep had indeed left.

October 30, 2011

Synopsis: In sharp contrast to "Fracture", this dream was explosively happy. Another OccupyDallas dream. Robots invade. We win. That simple.

Thoughts Explode
I was with OccupyDallas, a group of about 100. Our happy little group gets infiltrated by alien robots! These robots divide us, to weaken our solidarity. They then milk us for everything we had - literally - like we were cows.

And that's when the protesters scream "But I don't even have utters!"

We got tired of this bull. My captured group of about 10, sneak behind our robot overlord and find a few cables behind his neck. What happens if we - oh - lots of oil spills out. Robot down!

These robots aren't so tough!

"Lets go free the others!"

The group quickly disperses to be re-captured and then tell their captured friends how to free themselves.

Mom calls

"Everythings fine I'm not arrested. Something is going down right now, but soon everything will be okay". I thought it would take a while for the group to collectively to take down all these alien robots. I was wrong. In the middle of the phone call I hear the whole of OccupyDallas explode into a roar of glee!

Just like that, everyone was free!

"Already?"

And I thought - the knowledge exploded like a wild-fire!

The group starts to march a glory march - declaring their victory! "I GOTTA GO MOM IM MISSING IT" I hang up and run as fast as I can to catch up. I find my place in the front and march merrily. Sure we only took down alien robots, but we felt like we could take down anything.

October 29, 2011

Synopsis: This dream reminds me a lot of "I'll never give up". Except now that I've joined OccupyDallas, it has a different context. I'm with a group of rebels that fractures and attacks its own members. And I never found out why.

Fracture
We were a happy group of rebels and we were all united under a single cause. We lived together in the AllGenericBuilding. Something happened, and I never understood why it happened. One day, half of the group decided that the other half needs to be exterminated.

Former comrades attacked me and friends without warning. We fled, as none of us could honestly fight former comrades. At this point we discover our talents. I transform into a gargoyle.

My poor forsaken family lived in fear. I tried my best to find us a safer place to live. Before we feared the government. Now we were fearing our former allies. We flew through room and room and room desperately searching for sanctity.

But in the AllGenericBuilding, everything is like a mall - out in the public.

We tried to blend in in the mall. But our attackers were close by. "Quick we need to leave!". The group races ahead. We reach a fork in the mall. The left leads to large glass doors that lead to the outside. I really wanted us to go that way! But the group felt it was way to visible, they could see us for miles.

Instead they went to the right, down a small hallway and into a room with no windows or doors. This was what I was afraid of. Still I went with them, not wanting to leave my only family now.

We could hear them nearby! Where do we go now? Someone in our group finds a trap door that leads to a basement. Awesome, we can hide in here until they leave. The basement looked like a theatre.

We thought we were safe, but they were waiting for us inside the theatre. It was a trap, and they were leading us like a school of fish the entire time. The battle that ensued was horrible. I remember stabbing some guys eye out with a pen.

Only half of us made it out. I still never knew why they were attacking us, or why half of my friends had to die. This left me so angry and confused. Why? Why was this happening? I looked at my poor group. So torn. So broken. On its last leg of hope. We looked like war refugees - in a fancy mall where no one even knows what we've just been through.

"Come on. We can't stay here. Let's keep moving" So we do

This dream is from last night.

I'm back at college AGAIN. This is definitely a recurring theme in my recent dreams. It's actually getting annoying. I liked college, but I've moved on to other things. Dreaming I'm back there makes me feel like I've regressed or something.

In this particular dream, I think I was moving back in after summer break. I was completely and utterly lost. I couldn't find my dorm. I ended up in a dorm with a few friends of mine, but looking back, that particular dorm doesn't exist on campus. All of the rooms were empty. It was actually rather creepy.

I eventually manage to find my dorm and my room, which was furnished just like it was when I actually resided there. There were two girls there who were real-life acquaintances of mine in college. We talked a little bit. Then I randomly flashed them. Nothing too intense, just showed them my bra. They were confused and unimpressed. I was also confused as to why I had done that. (This bit may relate to things I've been pondering in waking life. I won't go into it right now though.)

Another recurring theme: I had to get ready for classes I felt unprepared for and didn't want to take. I looked at my schedule, and my first class was Math. I've always despised math. Why does my subconscious keep sending me to a math class?

Looking back on this dream is helping me understand dream signs. I could've gone lucid if I were able to realize that the dorm I was in didn't exist in reality, or that I was in classes with professors I had never met in real life. So...I definitely need to keep a better eye on the little things that don't make sense in my dreams.

And I think it's a good dream to start with!

This is from 10-29-2011:

I must have been back at college, as I recognized campus buildings and parts of downtown. I was also with a few of my closest friends from college.

In this dream, I was dating Rick Wright, the late keyboardist of Pink Floyd. It wasn't young Rick from the 60s or 70s, but older, white-haired Rick. We were very much in love with each other, in the way that makes other people nauseous ("No I love YOU more!. Oh you!").

My friends did not approve of our relationship. They thought that Rick was taking advantage of a young girl and that I was using him as a "sugar daddy". I got very upset at them, trying to convince them that Rick and I were truly in love.

The last thing I remember was going to a supermarket with my friends, where Rick was working as a cashier. I turned to my friends and said "See! He's a working stiff just like us!" and then proceeded to give all my attention to Rick.

This dream made me very happy. It felt really nice to be loved, even if my friends didn't approve or understand. And Rick was an absolute darling.

Lastly, Rick was living in a house with David Gilmour and Nick Mason, and I chatted with them for a bit. Since I've had a dream where I met Roger Waters, I can now say that I've interacted with every member of Pink Floyd in my dreams except for Syd Barrett. I think I'll make that lucid goal.

My Pink Floyd fangirlness knows no bounds. None.

Bitch ate my....

I'm in a mall or something eating a cesar salad. and J walks up to my table and says, "OMG that looks SO good. can I have some?" I'M like "yeah."

and she eats the whole fucking salad in one bite. She satrts walking away. I'm debating in a split second whether or not I should tell her off but some how I manage to ask, "So, how's Toronto?"

She turns and says, "oh, I'm no longer there. The five of us left."

Me, "I thought so I was having these dream signs..." Woke up.

This dream happened years ago. And when I say that I mean YEARS. I was probably 8-9 years old. All I know is that it is probably the most memorable, and vivid, dream I have ever had. An interesting thing about this dream was that this was before I knew what lucid dreaming was. You will understand why that is important later...
This dream probably spanned over the course of six months, but it skipped forward quite a bit. Just... you'll find out.


Just A Normal Day...
I awake in my bed with usual ease and quickly venture down the stairs. Nothing seems wrong, and why should it? I get myself some breakfast and get ready for school when my sister comes down and asks what I'm doing here. Of course, I question this as my father comes in and looks at me in sudden shock. It doesn't take long before he explains to me that I died in a car accident about 5 years ago with my mother. What? My mom isn't dead. I saw her last night before I went to bed.
I begin to explain this to them as they sit there and contemplate what is happening. They ask me how I got here. I explain to them I went to bed last night and now I'm here. Simple as that. My father figures it out. I am dreaming. I am dreaming in "their world". I really don't want to be here though. I want to be home with my real family, and to live my life normally. My father sends my sister off to school and tries to figure out how to wake me up.

The Solution... Sorta
After a few hours my dad finally thinks of something. I will live in this life for the time being while he works out a way to wake me up. This isn't the solution I was hoping for but I realized I could easily come to live in this world.
Here is the thing. This is the world I have always wanted. This is my version of a utopia where nothing is wrong. In this world my house was exactly the same (back when I was 8-9), but it was placed in a neighborhood instead of the country. I hate the country. Not that I despise it, but I don't want to live in it.
Can't say my idea on the country has changed since then...
I think a month or two skipped. I was still living in this world and I had grown to love it. I still wanted to return home though. This dream may seem boring to you but it was the life I have always wanted. I almost feel sadness thinking about returning though. I would return to this dream any day though, and I plan on returning to it once I get more control of my lucid abilities.
Well, anyway, there was this insane storm. It was crazy and the lights were flickering on and off, and I can tell you I was pretty terrified of it. My dad suddenly realized out computer wasn't turned off and if we kept it on then if the power went off it could kill it. We all run upstairs and shut it off as the power goes out. We made it just in time. Time then skips another month.

The First Attempt
There was one really strange thing about this dream. It was logical (for the most part). Nothing seemed off about it. Time was always how it should have been, and everything in my house was the exact same way in my real house.
I awoke at about 11 at night for some reason and was so excited because I thought I was finally awake. I also had a sudden wave of sadness as I walked down the stairs. I never even got to say goodbye. Things changed as I entered the kitchen. Our living room connects to the kitchen and I saw my dad watching TV in it. I looked into my kitchen and noticed that one of our tables was replaced with some strange blue laser machine. I asked my dad what it was and he told me it should shock me awake. I was pretty happy. And I also wasn't. I said my goodbye to him and told him to tell my sister goodbye as I walked into the laser.
Nothing.
I was still here and nothing had changed. He had a disappointed look because his contraption didn't work, but I knew he was happy I was still there. I could just feel it. I went on up to bed again and slept.

The Pickle Salesmen
My sister arrived home from school and told me that her class was selling pickles to win a trip of your choice. I thought going around the neighborhood would be a great idea, and she had no trouble agreeing. We set off from the house and sold those pickles like wildfire. That sounds... really, really weird.
We sold enough to win her the trip and we returned home. My dad then told me he might have a way to finally send me home. He was keeping it a surprise until the next day though. For some reason I was wishing that day would never come. This was my home now. I almost wanted it to be...

The Final Goodbye
I awoke, still in the dream, and did some normal things. It was around noon when I went outside and started to hang with some of my friends that I had made during my time in this dream. My father came up carrying a skateboard and told me that I could go home now. He put the skateboard down and told me to lie on my back on it, and then push. It would wake me up.
I knew this was the end. I was leaving for good. This was probably the most emotional goodbye that I have ever had to make in a dream. I hugged everyone around my block and got on the skateboard. Everyone was smiling. I really remember that. They were so happy for me. I just laid there while they waited for me to finally return from where I came.
I let out that final goodbye and pushed. I flew backwards. The skateboard went faster and faster, but I still saw their waves of goodbye in the midst of the blur. The neighborhood slowly turned into a speck as I flew further and further back into blackness. I suddenly awoke in my bed the next morning.
I was home...

I am going back. Nothing will stop me from returning there. I don't care if that was just a memory in my head being morphed into something bigger than it needed to be, but I will never forget this dream. I think about it all the time, and this proves there is nothing but joy in a dream if you really believe in it. I may have been lucid, but I didn't care. I just wanted to be there. If I had known what lucid dreaming was during that time I bet you I would have skipped this entire adventure by. In the midst of my mind there is one thing that will always stand out forever, and ever.
This one, single, dream.

i have been off and on with my dream journals for years
But im going to create a new one and stay with it!

i am off and on with journals because i begin to remember so many in detail it seems impossible to write


Dream one.
I was watching my self lay on rocks on the beach and i was in labour. i had to give birth 4 or 5 times and once i gave birth to each child that particular child would go reverse back into my well yeah.. you know.
this happened rapidly and during this the scene was flickering and there was a pinkish/ red tone on the scene.
after i gave birth to the kids i casually got up and walked over to the cliff, i looked down and it had been storming and the waves were crashing close to my feet. i turned around and a close friend was there and we were going fishing ? but he wanted to go down closer to the waves but i was to scared to go down so i just stayed up at the rocks.

Interpretation : the beach represents my thoughts on how my year 12 art major will be created as there will be an ocean.
Giving birth to children is actually from a comment on deviant art that someone had made awhile go about if you watch a birth backwards you see the mother being happy then the baby goes back into the womb and she starts to scream,
odd comment but still...
the rapid flashing represents a video that i watched in art representing multiculturalism and the artist used flashes and rapid images to engage the audience more.
i dreamt of fishing because my mum was talking about my brother fishing and the man that was there symbolises my brother.

ta da



( once i start a dream journal my dreams will multiply and multiply to the point that i have at least 4-12 dreams a night and they will be so epically long i will become lazy and begin to purposely forget to write them up haha )

So i saw a big black screen saying "You found an unusual commentary node" equipable by medic and " You found Starnge troublemakers tossle cap" with a picture of an oversized tefflin (stupid religion class) Then i was walking down some stone stairs like in oblivion aleyid ruins and there was a choice to go left and right on the left there is a storage closet and on the right is a room with the oversized tefflin in it so i opend it and found some sort of black or red garment probably the tossle cap itself.....
Teamfortress 2 might be my dream sign


This is the style of the stairs and rooms minus the skeleton ofc

I want to preface this with the fact that I learned how to teleport in a normal dream but I seem to have been using the skill ever since in other normal dreams and in lucid dreams.

I would say this is a semi-lucid because although there was a lot of realism and I didn't really think straight.

I'm walking down the street at night with J. There is a fence to the left of him and a sidewalk to the right of that and open pavement to the right of that. We are on the side walk. There is a low building with a parking lot in the distance which we are walking towards. I'm practicing short range teleportation having fun annoying J. I'm just teleporting on every side of him to annoy him and I found out I have trouble teleporting and changing my angle a lot. I can teleport easily to any location but it is more difficult for me to face the direction I want immediately upon teleportation. Then I decide I want it to be daytime so I rotate the sky. I start by raising both arms in the air and get to work. The first rotating attempt (it's hard work) made all the starts shimmer. The next time the stars rotated out of view on an axis perpendicular to the street (so I guess we were walking west or east) but it was still dark. The next ry blotches of dark red came into view as if for a sunrise. I start thinking about wanting to see a pretty sunset and the dream fades away.

Before all this I remember fragments of fighting against some kind of Voldemort hybrid and watching American Horror Story (not at the same time of course).