Before I went to bed I made some joking comments on an internet forum that I frequent. I had this dream afterwards: I am on the forum and necieve a notification that someone has responded to the comments I made earlier. I go to the thread and find that people didn't find my comments funny and are attacking me and putting me down. I reply and point out that these comments were made in the Off-Topic forum and were not meant to be taken seriously. A few people reply angrily and someone says that they have reported me to a Moderator. The moderator replies to the thread and tells everyone to calm the fuck down and stop taking my joking comments so seriously. Then the Moderator bans me anyway, which upsets me, because I have a lot of online friends on that forum and the thought of not being able to interact with them anymore causes me distress. I think this dream is a reflection of the anxieties I often have of being criticised and abandoned.
I'm driving with a few people, when we pass this bridge that overlooks several small rivers. I'm telling them how fun I think it would be. We get to our destination, and it turns out to be this huge party, kinda in the middle of no where, outdoors. Tons of people there, different groups, races and everything. Some guy started talking to me. I think he said his name was "caption". Don't remember what the conversation was about. Just knew he was one of those guys who randomly talked to anyone no matter what. I walked off and met up with D. He was asking me if I ever came out there, and I told him, I think I might have passed by it, but I've never really showed up. He was about to leave, so I let him go. Then I saw N....he was asking about D, and he had a gun in his hand. Before I could say anything, he said "never mind, I see him", and started running after him and shooting. The crowd was hysterical at this moment, and I watched a few seconds of it. N shot at D a few times, and missed him. In the processes he ended up shooting some random guy. That's when I hit the dirt, and started low crawling away from the action. I saw some kid pull out a .22 and shoot some woman in the leg. I came up to him and told him that he shouldn't be be doing that. Kid had to be like 10 years old, and he was so angry. I told him he had the learn the difference between when he has to use his weapon, and when he has to use his gun, and right then it wasn't time for either. We went back and forth, and finally his father came, and I headed out. On the way out, they had these random food vendors and I saw T...I was going to tell him "is it me or are you always getting something to eat when i see you".
Dream - Lucid I was in my house, but it didn’t look like my house. I heard my mom talking to Jason about him proposing to me; talking about the ring, etc. My back was turned to them, and they were in another room. She was saying things like “Oh! That’s great!” and such. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. I wasn’t ready marry him! I hadn’t even really been dating him or whatever for that long at all. I mean, I guess if he was going to ask me a little later, like in a few months or something, it might be a little different. I asked my mom about it, and she seemed so excited about us getting engaged. I wanted to know when he was going to ask me, and she said “Tonight!” Oh God. I contemplated what I was going to say when he asked me, and part of me wanted to say yes, but my better instincts said I should say no. I wasn’t ready for that, not by a long shot. I then saw him. He walked in the room. The proposal was supposed to be a surprise, so I didn’t say anything. He looked a bit different than he does in waking life; older, a little more scruff, taller. He was smiling as he said hello to me. He seemed really happy Then, I was in Dr. Ilsley’s chemistry class. I was behind the desk with him. I saw his back most of the time. There were all kinds of chemistry type things on the counter/desk, I can’t remember what they were though. Dr. Ilsley started to draw a diagram on the board. It was of the inside of the human body, specifically the abdomen. A small green, almost glowy springy-looking thing with a smiley face then was animated and went down the esophagus (think James and the Giant Peach when you think of the green thing). It was supposed to be like a game; I was supposed to make it land in the right place in the body. I think Dr. Ilsley called it a zygote, which was very odd. I actually think I was supposed to get in in the uterus or a reproductive part of the body. I did something to tilt the diagram, I feel like it was mentally because I didn’t have any controls, and the “zygote” went into some organ on the right side of the body. It burrowed in. I hadn’t gotten it where it was supposed to go. “Oh well,” I thought. I wasn’t that upset that I hadn’t done it. I didn’t think I was going to be able to anyway. ~ I was in choir class. I had brought Drew with me on my left side, even though it was women’s choir. I was sitting on the left side of the classroom in the front row, where I sat when I was in choir last semester. There weren’t a whole lot of people in the room. There were actually a couple of other guys, though. It was weird. I thought about how the sound would be with some guys in there, since it was a women’s choir. Then, I was walking on campus. It was daytime. I kept getting calls and messages from this big black girl. She kept asking for my help and trying to tell me she’d “be right back”. I didn’t really know her, and I felt awkward, like she might have had a crush on me or something. So I started to ignore her calls and messages. I even almost blocked her phone number from my phone. I then walked into this building where there was a music show going on. The room looked old and wooden, like a lodge or cabin. There were lots of seats in there as well, and I want to say they were also wooden. There were lots of people up dancing, mostly hippy-looking guys with long hair. I was looking around to see if Paul was in there, because I knew he liked to hang out there and I kind of wanted to avoid him. I didn’t see him in the crowd of dancing guys. At some point, I remember talking to Katie. I also went into the building one other time. I was then in a house; it was Josh E's house, a guy I haven’t seen or talking to in years. He looked the same as I remembered, with his long hair and black band shirt with cut off sleeves with a red logo on it. He was sitting on the floor playing video games. Apparently, the large black girl was his neighbor. She kept trying to get in touch with me. In fact, I could hear her yelling, “I’ll be right back,” a couple of times. I couldn’t figure out why she kept doing that. We were then outside his house, which was a condo on a block of condos all connected to one another. An Amish lady on a motor bike-thing rode by. Josh said she was his neighbor. She stopped the bike at the condo to the left of his and went in. I thought it was quite amusing. Josh said something that made him sound kind of annoyed that she was his neighbor. We were then back in his condo, and he was talking to someone else in the room as he played his video games. He was talking about getting a whole new body, like plastic surgery and different limbs and stuff. He apparently didn’t like himself the way he was. He talked about this so casually though, it was weird. I couldn’t imagine changing myself like that. He even laughed as he talked about it. I thought about him having a baby, because in waking life, he does, but I didn’t see any toys, high chairs, or cribs anywhere. He hadn’t even mentioned his kid. Then, I was standing up by the door. I was trying to block this black girl’s number. I then saw her sitting on the couch in front of me, looking up at me, looking alone and sad.
Updated 11-16-2011 at 10:03 PM by 32059
My dream recall has not improved from the night before last. It would be naive of me to expect that it would have but whatever, I want to remember my dreams. I remembered fragments of a dream from last night that when pieced together made minimal sense at best. I was at home and my dad was showing of a new antique-esque blue stair case that had replaced the one on the far side of our porch. The problem is that the one we have now is only one step (hardly a staircase), our house is on an incline and that side of the porch is maybe 1.5 feet from the ground. The staircase he added had around 7 or 8 steps and the laws of physics had to bend for it to fit between the porch and ground (still didn't realize I was dreaming). He was also trying to teach one of our dogs to play fetch without the other. There was also something about a really hot pot of coffee in our garage, I don't know exactly how that fits in.
dream 1 - I am 'watching' the scene but it's described as letters. the sentences appear on the scene like a book. I see Vincent from Ergo Proxy and the gloomy background behind him. I think he's driving Centzon. he says " 'D' was my cousin all along..." and I recognize that 'D' is Vince's crush, and visualized her as Moa from Keroro Sergeant or Monad. and I think, what about Re-l?! wait.. if D is Monad then she is Re-l because they are cloned! then I see Re-l's countenance.... dream 2- I am floating in the mid-air. there are really tall buildings like chocolate square densely located in the city with blue sky. I am worried that the buildings are gonna fall, thinking about those collapsing like dominos. as I turn around I see big apartments from Korea. dream 3 - I am in my room wearing clothes. my mom gives me the new camisole she bought(in reality) and I have to put my shirt off to wear it. but somehow I cant becuase my hair is wet for some reason.
i had a prophetic dream last night. I remember that some one told me or i just knew . that when my wife turned 52 that her life would take a drastic change for the better. i did not get a feeling for what kind of better, just better. but it was a very strong feeling.
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 I was out in a park, possibly as part of a school group. We all had to run a mile course around the park. For some reason this seemed like a lot to me. We started running on a narrow dirt path. There was a dense row of short trees or tall shrubs, like junipers, to our left. I didn't really see anybody, and I myself felt like I was disembodied and floating over the dirt trail. We worked our way up a hill and then turned left, out onto a wide lawn of dry, tan grass. To the right was a residential area. I don't think it was a part of the course, but I ran out there anyway. My sister may have been with me. We went up one street, then turned back down it and headed toward the park. We then turned up another street, which curved around to the right a bit. Just around the curve we saw a group of "gangsters" standing all the way across the road, blocking the street. The "gangsters" were a group of four or five tall, white boys wearing baggy jeans and t-shirts. I knew those guys were nothing but trouble, especially for some guy and girl by themselves. So I turned myself and my sister around. We were walking by this time. I was still afraid of the "gangsters" up the block, but I kept walking calmly. I was a little worried about whether my sister (who may also have been like my girlfriend) would think I was a coward for being so afraid. As we approached the park, where I saw a few of my classmates (?) milling around after the run, I heard some hip-hop style song that I knew was popular. It was called "Destiny." (I had the melody in my head for a while, but I can't remember it now.) I suddenly got really afraid. It was like I'd gotten so close to safety, I didn't want to lose it now by having the "gangsters" catch up with me. So I ran all the way into the park, and even past some small pine tree twenty or thirty meters into the park. Dream #2 Two boys were driving a car on some road through the forest. The boys were both white, smart-looking, with kind of shaggy hairdos. One of the boys may have worn glasses. Some 1970s style song was playing on the car's radio. The forest outside looked fake, almost as if it were a slightly grainy or overexposed projection, like for a music video. The view of the forest then changed to a view of fields of some kind of red-purple, thistly flower (which I'm pretty sure I mistakenly thought of as poppies). The song also changed. It had previously been acoustic. But now, playing the same tune, it became electric. I knew that something bad was going to happen. The music had become too "fateful." And now the car crashed into a tree. I may have thought at first that the boys were dead. But they were now outside the car, standing as if hiding behind it, looking out for some place they could go for refuge. The two boys were on the outskirts of a college town. I may have thought it was Oxford. I was now in the scene, possibly as one of the boys or as myself. There was a tall church behind another, shorter building. The church seemed to be made of tan colored stone. An old man pointed the church out to us as one of the most famous buildings in this town. I mentioned another church, probably designed by Frank Lloyd Wright. The man sighed in disgust and waved me off. He may have made a comment about how modern architecture isn't any good. I was now in some different area, walking away from a different old man and a couple other people, possibly including a woman. The old man made a comment to the woman about how she should be careful, because it was going to rain today. I walked down a straight road with flat fields of tall, tan grass (?) on either side of me. I wondered if it really would rain. It was so sunny right now. I didn't see how it could rain. But suddenly it started raining. It was a pretty heavy rain, and there were no clouds in the sky. I thought that it would only get worse once the clouds got here. I knew that would be terrible. I had a long way to walk, and no umbrella. I'd be soaking wet when I got home. I decided to fly home. I simply levitated myself into the air. I got three or four meters above the ground. Soon after I started flying, it stopped raining. But I felt unstable, like I could fall at any minute. To stabilize myself I pulled off my backpack (?). I re-fit it to myself, so that I was now using some bottom flap and belt-like straps as a seat. I now had a a lot more stability. I was pretty excited that I was flying "in waking life." But I told myself it was nothing unusual, and that as long as I stayed calm I'd keep flying. I flew up toward a pretty thick intersection of power lines. I thought I'd fly over them, as "in the past" I'd always flown under them. It was tough, though, from this distance, to get a steep enough angle where I could fly over the wires. Suddenly my sister was with me. I now saw some insulating coils connecting the wires to the poles. My sister, apparently thinking the coils were transformers, cried out, "Pop 'em! Pop 'em!" It was like she thought I could explode transformers with my mind. I may have tried to explain to my sister that I wasn't trying to focus on that right now. But suddenly we veered away from the road and the power lines. We went off to the left over a field, but probably near another road. I could see that up ahead was an intersection with a few buildings and shops, like a kind of busy rest station out on a long highway. But I was suddenly afraid to get up there. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see the place once I got there, as if I didn't have enough "imagination" for it. I may have tried to remind myself that this was waking life, not a dream. If this was waking life, I wouldn't have to "imagine" that busy rest area. It would just be there. But my fear was too much for me. And I landed in the field. My sister and I turned around and walked back toward the road we'd veered off from. There was now a big mountain on the other side of the road. The road itself may have been a little up on the mountain's face. Dream #3 I was in "my family's bathroom" with my sister. My sister was telling me something about how to take a shower. It was pretty inconvenient, because there was something cluttering up the bathtub. My sister was now gone, and I was all by myself. But, in the place of a toilet, my sister had left something like a gigantic potty-training seat, which was blocking up a lot of the bathroom. On top of that, there was something like a big head from an almost life sized action figure on the toilet seat. I thought something to myself like, Isn't that just like my sister? To leave intruding signs of her presence, even when she isn't here? (My sister is *not* like that IWL.) But I decided not to be bothered by it. I'd just go take a shower. But as I was getting into the shower, my mom banged on the door. She said, "I've got some bad stuff on you! Now I know what you've done to those kids!" I thought, All my life I've been waiting for my mom to pin some kind of big thing on me. And I always knew it would have something to do with kids. There's nothing she could legitimately blame me for. But I'll find out what she's going to try and pin on me. So I left the bathroom. My mom was sitting in the living room with my nephews, who were all little. My mom said, "You bought those kids Transformers for Christmas! You know they can't transform those things. It's just too frustrating for them. Plus, the parts break off! That's too dangerous." My mom was playing with a little, yellow Transformer, about the color of a Caterpillar tractor. The Transformer had a little button on its chest. I agreed with my mom that I'd made a bad choice in toys for my nephews. But I couldn't see how that would make me a bad person. I looked up or over to a long set of drawers. On top of the drawers there stood a big toy. It was green and plastic, and it looked like a weird mix between a Venus Fly-Trap and a crane. The claw-scoop of the crane was connected to the rest of the toy by a black, elastic string. The claw-scoop was closed, but I saw out of the top of it some pieces of what looked like a gigantic version of the Transformer Optimus Prime. Put together, I guessed, this Optimus Prime toy must have been almost a meter tall! I got the idea that you could break apart the Optimus Prime toy. Then you could make the crane pick up the broken pieces. But -- somehow -- when the claw-scoop opened, it would actually move all the pieces together in such a way that the toy would be reconstructed.
Sleep Sleep: 11:00pm Wake: 7:00am (Time: 8hrs |5.3cycles) -Marriage 2 men, 2 women lined up in a row, facing inward toward each other. The man/woman at the end of the row were reaching their arms out for each other.I remember the phrase: "You only wanted to marry me for my sister!" -Beach dream? (Can't remember enough to collect this dreamsign. This memory could be contrived....Oh well.) Notes: Awaken abruptly by a bad kitty.
Updated 11-16-2011 at 09:44 PM by 36637
False Awakening I was in my bathroom having a bath and it was really hot. I went into the kitchen and I was still hot. When I woke up and realised that it was a dream, I felt so stupid. Dream 1 There were four Homer Simpsons. There each appeared behind each other and fanned out. Then out of nowhere Ramenmen from Kinnikuman came and beat up all of them, they started wearing different suits but each had a black tie anyway they got banged by Ramenman. Dream 2 I'm in a house that I've never seen before and the GSE from Green Street is there. My hot media teacher is there and I ask her if I can have a hug, she gives my one. I ask her if I could have a kiss, she gave me one on the cheek then I ask for one on the lips she said no but I did it anyway tongue halfway through my lips and all for 0.3 secs. She got upset and left, then Pete Dunham (Charlie Hunnam) got angry and chased me as I looked for my teacher. Now I'm lucid (I don't know how I didn't RC or anything) I run out of the unfamilliar house and onto my street that must be where I gained lucidity. I see a guy and tell him to get in the car it was a 2006 BMW some of it was blue while the rest was brownish. I remembered my current dream task and tried to eavesdrop on a DC phone conversation, for some reason WWE wrestler Sheamus popped into my head. Not that it mattered cos all I got was static and jumbled rubbish in my earphone. Strangley I drove on the left side instead of right anyway I drove to an area I know well it was over-run with foreingners (here me out!) The foreigners were led by Sheamus as I drove the car and got out I saw him and 2 others in hooded cloaks. He came up to me and I said "You did it, I can't stop now though" and left in the car that other guy disappeared. I went to the Westfield center and continued to look for the teacher as well as run away from Dunham. I entered a shop and used a green lantern ring to make a motorbike I rode it really fast in the shopping center. SCENE CHANGE I'm parachuting down onto some snowy mountains, my voice sounds different and there is an enemy base located there. I land on top of the base and link up with a soldier,dream fades. I remember my officer saying "Once there you will have to link up with a squad". Side Notes WILDing is definitely for me. I also remember jumping over the escalators at the shopping center and doing a parkour roll while feeling the contact of the ground. I also remember flying at one point in the dream.
The only thing I remember from the past few days is some guy who kept a rat in the back of his shirt. He said it was to curb his cutting problem.
DREAM 1: I was in the living room with my sister. As she got married and left home, we were talking about our lives and stuff like this. [Here I dreamed something about Lois from Family Guy having sex with me while my sis was changing in the closet, but I don't quite remember it.]. After she left the house, the lights suddenly turned off. I heard some shamanic beats and started seeing shadows on the wall. It got even weirder when I tried to change the volume, but instead of a Volume text with lines below indicating how loud the TV is currently set, it showed me a red WTF? text underlined. I tried to call my mom and tell her about the lights as I was getting out of the house trying to figure out what the heck is happening in my house. I was so freaked out that I suddenly did an RC. When I saw I was actually dreaming, I threw my phone away and rushed to jump on the window. I didn't wanted to just fall down, as things like this destabilizes my dream. I focused on hovering in slow-mo to the ground. After I came down, there came my buddy with his girlfriend. Of course, after having sex with his girlfriend (What? It's a dream. Having sex with someone's girlfriend is normal there) I took the bus forward and backward. I thought that maybe if I go for a walk, the "evil spirits" of the house will go away. I came back and guess what? I saw a waitress in the kitchen and had a fight with her. She was throwing fruits at me, so I took a plate and used it as a shield. After one fruit crashed into her head, she got dizzy. I exploited this moment to throw her away on the window. The lights turned on and I lost my lucidity. I went into the living room and I saw some Dream Guides. They started showing me how to make a book slap in a dream to make the monsters go away. After a long explanation, they put me look on a text. It was written there "Beautiful book". They put me look again. I didn't understand why, but I did it. The adjective changed to "Bad". They put me look once again. It changed again to "Horrible". I then realised that they were trying to show me I dream. When I got that, they were proudly smiling at me. DREAM 2: I and the peers from the high-school were visiting my elementary school. My old classroom was turned into a Chemical Laboratory. I showed them the classroom and I remembered that on 8th grade they put our class at basement. [I remember somebody was telling me to shut up and that I'm lying and something about my mom calling me and asking me if I want a shawarma. Nothing more] DREAM 3: My mom gave me as a present the Dream Reader device (from the "Dream Reader" dream). I put it on my head and it started showing a skeleton. It was not only reading dreams. When I was thinking of something, it would put all my thoughts in the skull. Like, I was thinking of a truck and it was right there. While it was reading my thoughts, memories and dreams, I felt dizzy.
Updated 11-16-2011 at 08:22 AM by 47996
Lucid Dream Thoughts Hypnagogic I have to go now, but I remembered some vivid dreams this night so I am just gonig to write down keywords for now and come back later. Butterfly effect (cool and awesome dream) - jump out from a building. Bird spy in a weird environment Ping pong game with Axel Scrubs and weird treatment
6/23/2011 Dreams written down later in the day when I was writing in my waking journal. First dream: Some sort of quest/journey/exploration. Characters summoned, one of them is Usopp (from One Piece). He was in a rowboat at a beach. I was on a bus at some point. Later I was chased by someone I don't remember, along with someone else I don't remember, at a store-ish locale. I set up a trap with an electrical socket and wires and something else to electrocute him. Second dream: A town, detached, floating on the river. A shaman/mystic old woman. There is something wrong about her. Her ?soul? was sucked out and swallowed into a pit that formed after she did something with a beam of light. Three small dragons came out of the pit. One was purple, I think, and one was orange. The third perhaps was green? I was feeding one of them, but it was my sister's dog eating. I vaguely remember some sort of village leader/warrior.
Updated 11-18-2011 at 04:34 AM by 51129
I was in Bacolod. I was with a theater group. For some reason, they chose me (or I presented myself) for a play. A girl who looks familiar was writing poetry on the table. She's also the organizer or something. We walked to a church, or a cathedral, where we're going to do the play. Emerald was there, also arranging stuff. Somebody told me that Grey is looking for me. I told (myself?) that no one else but Grey would know where I am when I disappear. But it seems that he's desperately looking for me. Somehow, I was able to contact him. But he's over the "desperate" part already. He just asked me for the process/spell to turn into a zombie. I was doubtful, wondering why he wants it. While talking to him, I "saw" him (but he doesn't look the same). He's starting to transform into a zombie. I saw visions of yellowish ruins, and the blazing heat of the sun. A desert. Then someone mentioned how he's now transforming into a zombie. I thought then that he'd also lose his consciousness. And I saw him rampage across town, and "we" saw him tearing a human apart, and we saw the bloody innards of the victim. Then "he" walked "home." A countryside area. A farm. I was him, the "zombie" who is conscious, and not murderous.
6/22/2011 Written a day after I dreamed it. A Minecraft-esque building. It splits in half. The top half is relocated to a giant dirt mound, where there is some sort of rocket launchpad.
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