No dream recall, it wasn't really going to happen, especially leaving a party around 2AM or so, and then doing random things until 4 AM, and only sleeping for 4-5 hours on a random interval..... I had a lingering thought in my mind, but it faded. Oh well, nothing too major, since my dreams are boring anyway. One thing that amazes me is that anything is possible in dreaming as long as you believe it will become a reality. Okay, I might be playing around with a few words there, but every time I see someone saying you can't do this in your dream, and yet they preach that statement in bold, how far are you willing to add exceptions to the point where the statement above becomes diluted and meaningless? And exclude the fact that you can't really do the same things in waking like as you can in your dreams (create fireballs out of your hand, etc.) If you're the really idealistic type of person, you could say dreaming in general is a perfect medium for self-fulfilling prophecies. A prediction that comes true entirely because people believe it and act on that basis. Well that's a self-fulfilling prophecy in a nutshell, that's nothing new, nothing special, but really...this is all dreams are about! I'm still using a little bit of mental filters with practical reasoning of dreaming and it's limits, and with everyone's own unique schemata, sometimes the "anything is possibly in dreaming" mentality that gets preached here but not really taken to full appreciation (by appreciation, just knowing that your mentality and belief in something will eventually cause you to actually obtain whatever it is you seek). This probably doesn't even make sense because the concepts are common sense, but how many people use common sense with dreaming? Probably not a lot, and I'm not talking about stabilization, REM cycles, induction techniques, genetic restraint, blahblahblah..... If I really wanted to, instead of believing that I'm some kind of representation of some mystical being, I could just say I'm just an ordinary being, and if I strongly believe that, it's going to happen, no questions asked. Unless...Deus ex machina. Something that comes out of nowhere to solve something that would be deemed as impossible to solve. Whether you believe in deeper and more subjective aspects of dreaming in general like the Astral Plane, higher beings, Shared Dreaming, and more....there has to be something at some point in your dreaming experiences that you cannot believe was going to happen. That one variable, but not the only variable, is what makes dream interesting. But, you could use an argument that it was your subconscious that fabricated it, and based on your belief on its efficacy, it can change how you act in your dreams. Common sense right? But does anyone pay attention to something that apparent? If I secretly set out false expectations, things I know that could never happen because people will form a consensus, and this is just constraining the "anything is possible in dreaming" to just the dreaming plane, and maybe a few more realms, planes, dimensions beyond that, if I'm really sticking to a certain belief at the time, and if people think it's logical to become a reality in dreaming, it's going to happen. What's the point in saying all this? What I'm saying is that dream interpretation, from what I know of it, is just false expectations, things that you want it to declared as a meaning, when it could be something else. The more mental filters you create for dream interpretation, and it's pretty much bound to happen to someone, the harder it is to see the real meaning. If anyone is actually following me on this, if you think something as absurd as a piece of rock representing that you're too "stoic" and "dull" in life, how much are you willing to bet that naturally, you're just using homologous variation just to make yourself feel better. Things like seeing fire, you could easily associate that with a conclusion that with something like rage, anger, strong intentions, blahblahblah. If I'm using homologous variation right, you could say that dreaming really is limited to what your unconscious contains. Which means that meaning in dreams are meaningless because of its subjective nature right? Again, I'm not saying that, or believing it, but things like homologous variation and self-fulfilling prophecy in general, it makes sense to think something like that, right? But that brings in another interesting trend, when people tell you or others that you shouldn't over-analyze dreaming. Lol. That's a perfect excuse to safely guard your beliefs from being shattered. Everyone has a right to believe what they want in their dreams, but man, it's obvious that these aspects, but not only these aspects, makes dreaming something anyone would love to see become true end up being true, as long as they don't let religion, how they were brought up, etc. encroach its subjective nature. Lol. I can already predict how people might take this, "That's absurd!" "That doesn't make it fun!" wah wah wah. Meh. Enough with the Freud mode. Happy Dreaming, everyone. In my opinion, dream interpretation is just a vehicle for making false realities an actual reality, excluding any kind of incorporation of waking life of course...just dreaming and anything beyond that plane. Don't take dream interpretations too seriously, but some people don't really pay attention to that, which was clear in that last ramble I made about that golden eagle nonsense. Just proof that as long as I believe I'm a part of that, that it will become a reality in my dreams, but really, does anything really matter anymore to believe in the dreaming plane and beyond? Maybe we're all just nothing, just voids, filling a meaning when it isn't really required, just optional...lool. But if you go into that mentality that there is essentially no reason to believe something so strongly, it's going to be boring just existing in the dreaming world/plane. I just wanted to see how I might think if I believed in only practical reasoning in dreaming in general. I'll probably forget this until I look at it again, I shift and experiment with as many mindsets as I can, without fading myself away from a logical and general one. So don't think I'm taking the things I've said as absolute law.
Updated 05-26-2012 at 05:33 PM by 47756
Dream this morning: Started at gathering of friends place. I brought a van with 2 table beds. Decided to rest on 2 full beds. Went out exploring with a group of friends. As we ventured through this city, all of a sudden, this black flesh eating and decaying force began devouring my group. Friends were consumed. I continued running being chased by this force. Force was devouring everyone, and transforming. I ended up at my house and tried to bring my dog with me, I carried her part of the way, swam through lake, and made it to neighbors house where they were sitting outside. I got them to come with me and us ride in there car to the airport at a nearby hotel where we could flee the country for Asia (or somewhere). When we got there and stepped out of car I realized we left my dog behind. I suggest we go back quickly for her and they agree. My brother is with me now. When I open car door, dixie is inside. I hear my moms voice (possibly next to me now) say she was there the whole time. I say no, cant be her... we left her. Mom persists. Voice enters dream saying this is not my dream. I become lucid. I continue to airport with my brother now lucid, begin to fly and leap through the air. Attempt to fly again and I start to feel my sleeping body. Lucidity begins to fade, I slowly get pulled from the dream, spinning, I awake.
Key: {Curly brace & blue} .... Relevent waking life details before entry, if appropriate Black .... Dream body/narative text (Standard braces & dark green, bold) .... Dream notes, lucidity, time. method etc ************************************************** *********************************** {This one is from last night.... Waking life A couple of days ago..... I was REALLY stressed on a return work trip by air... Bad days!!! I had both outbound and return travel days of missing my connecting flights & aircraft breakdowns making me really late!! Any connection with an unpleasant travel dream???} (Non-Lucid) I’m at an outdoor / above ground city ‘Metro’ station. The “line callout plan” at this station shows this is the green line. The station is in a large pedestrianised public open square with a pink and grey granite oval building. Theres hot dog sellers walking around the square and I can smell the food... The metro train pulls up at the station & I board... Its like a dull white and silvery white two tone train, with a red and blue zig-zag logo on the side... Inside the train has red plastic seats, with blue padded bits in the middle... Theres quite a few people on the train, some are sat, some are stood up hangling on straps and rails... I'm stood up!! A couple stops down the line, a group of lads get on. They are wearing 'hoodie' tops, track-trousers and bright coloured trainers... They are being really antisocial and are swearing, making loud personal comments, spitting and generally upsetting all of the other passengers in my carriage. They then start dropping stink bombs... I eventually get annoyed, and confront them about there behavior... One of them turns around and responds back “Don’t like the smell of eggs..Tssk … You can S**K my D**K” ... I back down from the confrontation The youths get off a stop or two later, and I carry on with my journey, shaken.. A few stops later, I get off the train at an above ground station, that I dont recognise (Journey was above ground a while, then underground for a while, and then back above ground) I'm in an open air station, in a gorge (~50-60ft deep), with stairs going up the side of the cutting to the exit, and some trees casting some shade from overhead. I'm lost, and beginning to panic, I find the “Line callout map" on a notice board ... This station isn’t on the line!! I start climbing the stairs to get out of the station cutting... The closer I am to the exit, and the more view I get of the station, the more I realise I'm lost!! ... Where am I?? Awaken, sweaty!!
In which I see an owl and a fox with bird color vision... I know I'm sleeping. I look out my window into my backyard (which isn't possible in real life since my window faces the front yard). I see my backyard under the moonlight in amazing tetrachromatic, UV vision. I'd listened to a podcast earlier that day that explained that certain birds can see all the colors that we see in addition to UV. The moon is full and shining brightly yet somehow the stars are also stunning. The sky is indigo, and everything is perfectly still. The pecan trees in my backyard cast purple shadows on most of my yard, but their tops are bathed in deep green light. A large owl, checkered with brown and white feathers, glides into my yard and lands on the fence to my kitchen garden. It's a great horned owl, and it's white feathers sparkle. I think that the feather I found in the lawn the other day must belong to him; he must be a regular visitor. I watch him through the window, and I think about waking up R to share the moment with him. But I realize that to wake up R, I'd have to wake up myself and this would make the owl disappear. The owl is facing my chicken coop, smelling them and wishing he could get inside. The chickens are closed up securely, huddled together and listening to the predator. I know they are safe. Then a fox with a white tipped tail leaps onto my fence from the field behind our house. It then jumps onto the roof of the chicken coop and turns to stare at me. Its eyes shine, and it looks spooky.
I was in a dark humid cave like area when my friend Dillan, walks up to me and says something about silverfish and needing a pickexe, I walk over to the wall of the (cave) and see a few of my science supplies sitting there. I pull my rock sample pick out of its sleeve and say "picks look cool with his texture pack" (I then have a black spot in my memorie) after the empty spot I remember holding a tool that looked something like a fuzion of a hammer and saw with one side a flat mallet and the other a jagged saw
Katness walks through the deep forest beyond district twelve, she begins to be followed by a large catlike creature and in acknowledgment she says "jungle cat" (yes I am reading the book, Hunger Games, however I do not know where the JUNGLE cat came from) In a second dream, I was in a store of some sort and was buying fish tank supplies, someone working there asked me if I needed bubble stones and I replied "no" I continue to browse items not really knowing what I am looking for. The person re apears and they ask me if I require a bubbler, but agin I reply "no"
Awake|Dreaming|Lucid This was a very long dream and filled up 3 pages of my side notes book O_O. I was starting off in an indoor rollercoaster park which was very familiar, but I didn't like rollercoasters so I turned left and there were lots of waterslides awaiting me . The whole park suddenly turned into a water park and I was stood in some water, with people everywhere. I walked over to a giant orange and yellow water slide and jumped through the hole. I then slided down REALLY fast and my stomach dropped, which felt really wierd. I heard voices near the exit of the tunnel and I thought I was going to slide into the people but I landed softly at the end of the tunnel. The voices I heard belonged to a couple of girls from my school, but they were not even in the waterpark at the time. The slide I just flew down was green and orange and the other slides were similar. I some how teleported back to the start but instead of going through the first slide, I went down the second which was placed underneath the first slide. I flew down this slide at incredible speed again but I heard different voices, this time a man's voice was at the end of the tunnel. I landed softly in the same exit as the first slide but there was a father and a small daughter in the pool and nobody was hurt from my extreme speed. Again, I teleported back to the top where the 2 slides were but now there are three slides. This one was blue orange and green. Before I went in to the slide, a woman said "this one is the back breaker." I have no idea what she meant but I still went down anyway. I flew down really fast and heard all of the previous voices at once and saw the end of the tunnel, which was a bowl. I slowly exited the tunnel and found myself and 2 dream characters spinning around in the 5 layered bowl. I started at layer 5 (the outer ring) then slid down to layer 2 while the father was on layer 3 and the son was on layer 1. The son said something about him not being able to leave layer 1 and fall down the hole in the middle. I then slipped down into the middle where the hole was but I somehow managed to fly up on top of a foam tower, about 3 meters tall and half a meter wide. After this, I was half in a rubber ring and half out, which meant I could kick my legs. I kicked my legs around and I started to fly slowly in my rubber ring. It was almost like a swimming pool in the air which I could fly around in. I fluttered around a little bit and I was really nervous about it, but I managed to hover over to a big red block which I saw in another dream (but only managed to recall that fragment.) When I reached the red block, I realised it was too high to reach so I fluttered around it and landed safely back at the start. I saw a girl from my school walk past and exit the building, so I followed her and a lady caught my attention. She said to me "Do you want this pot of noodles with your name inscribed on it? If so, what is your name?" I told her my name but she rejected it and gave me the noodles without my name on it or an awesome ring around it...pretty dissapointing . So I walked out of the building, suddenly dry and fully clothed, then some people told me that it was time to go to class so I had to throw my noodles away. The dream faded away as usual. I told you this was a very long dream ^__^
Just a quick entry bc I've not taken my vitamins while on vacation so my recall sucks! I had a dream last night that I remembered, so I'm posting it from my cell phone I was in a wooden building that reminds me of an old medieval dinning hall. I'm on a balcony with an older bearded man. In the dream I think he's my dad but he doesn't look like my real dad. He's. Controlling me, telling me what I can and can't do. Then he starts pouring boiling hot water on the people below. I don't want him to hurt them, so in an act of defience I jump down to put myself between everyone else and him. He doesn't care and starts to throw the hot water on me. A guy swoops in behind me and pushes/pulls me into a little room nearby. The hot water has splashed us, but it didn't soak us because he moved me so quickly. Burns are forming, and the room is actually a shower, so it starts pouring down cold water to ease the burns. Its cold though and I shiver so the guy pulls me close to him exposing the burns to the water and warming the side of me that aren't. The shower isn't draining though, and I'm scared we'll drown! But the shhhhs me and tells me itss be ok. Just before the water fills the shower completely, the door flies open and we roll out. He's got friends in the hall and they've killed the king who I thought was my father and saved me. Then I wake up. The guy was someone I saw a few times at the con, and this is our vacation and time away from everyday life. I'm guessing the dream is telling me I want to escape from the crap in my everyday. Like how in an earlier dream sinoblak thought it showed I was sacrificing myself for others. This dream follows that and goes to show that this is my escape at the con, lol.
DJ Log: May 26, 2012 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • I am walking with a guy from work and we arrive at the start of a trail which looks really familiar. I know that I have been here several times before. I stop and observe as the entire course of the trail flashes through my memory in great detail. After a moment, I tell him that we should go back and get a truck because there is a bridge we cannot cross on foot. The trail starts in an open dirt field. To the right is a valley with a power line access lane and to the left is a wooded area. The trail goes over a rise, and then into a heavily wooded area. There are a couple of turns, then the trail leads to a river. There is a bridge which crosses the river, but it is slightly underwater. On the other side of the river the bridge also crosses a small lake, once again the surface of the bridge is slightly under the water. At the end of the bridge, there is a place to park with a trail leading up across a small ridge, then down onto a cliff-side ledge. The trail continues along the ledge for a bit, then it makes its way down to the water level. The ledge follows the river around a few bends and through a valley. For most of the journey, the ledge is wide enough to walk on comfortably. In a few spots it gets very narrow and one must hang onto the rock face to get across those areas. Eventually, the ledge disappears under the water at a large swimming hole. We go back to the house and load of a couple of back packs, then I wake up just as we're getting ready to leave. (Note: It has been a few years since I visited this place in the dream world, but I remember it well from several previous dreams. This was long before I was keeping a dream journal.
Ok, so this was a really weird nights's sleep. I can't remember going to sleep, but it was some time around 1am. I had not been drnking, and have never done drugs; so it wasn't either of those. It was, however, extremely hot. reams that I can remember, and tonnes of short seconds-long dreams. So it started with me at some kind of dock late at night, there was a woman in chinease attire (red) and a strong looking guy with typical film-set style fighting gear on. Me and him were fighting; and it became apparent that this man and woman were the bad guys. I had a team of people around my age, late teens, behind me; a girl, a guy with short hair and somebody else. The docks themselves were long and made of stone, but did not extend into the sea very far, there was metal scaffholding and crates and barrels and tarpooling everywhere. I eventually either won, or the guy got away. The girl on our team told me that I had to get into thier lare, as it was strange that I should win (I obviously couldn't have.), and the short-haird guy (who was in a comms-van) agrees, so I am sent into the bad-people's lare. I walk along the dockside and down a slope into a tunnel which leads to the lare. Once inside I find that it's more like a maze of high-up platforms, walkways and gas pipes. I reach a bit where the walkways spiral down a massive shaft, of about 50m in diameter, and some kind of piping system leading down the righthand side. Instead of walking down the pathways, I shimmied down the pipe system. on my way down I reallised that the pipes were covered in spiders (not very nice :/) but I continued anyway. once at the bottom, it became evident that the floor was made of lava or something like that, which explains the heat I thought. At this point I stopped and looked around the walls. I started to notice that there were lots of skectchs pinned to the walls around the pipes (obviously somebody had been down here before), and these sketches were fan-mail or character-sketches of everyone I had seen in this dream. At this point the girl who had been talking to me earlier started talking to me again (she was either on the comms or had followed me, I can't remember). I told her what I could see and she said: "hhmm... but that just doesn't make any sense, what's so important about those?" I told her, rather scared now, that I thought that actually it seems like we were all inside some kind of webcomic, and this is what the creator has drawn/recieved. She started to cry and then everything went fuzzy. I then woke up in real life (I think, although I'm pretty sure it was real life) to find that I still had my shirt on, which I struggled to take of, then put on the floor beside my bed. Shortly later I drifted into dreams focusing on why I had my shirt on and what if someone had come into my room or perhaps I was drunk, but no, that didn't make sense either because I don't drink. Well perhaps it's just hot. These thoughts swirled around as abstract dreams for what I presume to be about half an hour. At which point I wake up again to realise I still have my pants on (I sleep nude), so this was really quite strange for me. After that I drifted back to sleep. [The next dream was weird, very weird.] I was at my computer, playing MineCraft. When I reallise that there is an option I've never seen before; one to make 'structures' generate. I click it to see what happens, then the whole world starts to transform into an ice biome (for those who don't play minecraft, it's a randomly-generated cold area of the game, with hills and such). But this was a strange one, because there was a giant semi-opaqe black cubiod, in which these domes started to be built using leave-blocks, stone and spawning a golden apple in the center. Many of these spawned within the box, at may different sizes. By this time I was actually in the game (to be expected for a dream), and rand for cover as I thought that the generation engine had broken and was going to fill the entire area with stone and leave, so I went and hid under a pile of ice blocks, peering out to the world [apon looking back, I realise that here I may have actually died in the dream, but I din't realise]. I saw a penguin, and then it flashed forward to a later date. I was in a tunnel that was extremely long, but squre with twists; like a mineshaft. I was at the end of this and talking to my brother and step-father. It turns out that the reason for this shaft is to hose a very long set of instructions written on signs for someone to make something. It was some kind of robotic drilling apparatus with a buit in Artificial Intelligence. My brother says he needs something, so we go to the start of the mine (not sure how so quickly, that thing was *huge*). Apon ariving there everyone else goes about thier own buissness [here's where it starts going wierd]. I then go out of the main semi-circular igloo part (description: big, about 30m in diameter, animal-skin rug on the floor, stone furnace at one side, to entrance to cave at the back with a small washing area on the right of that (as if you were looking at it), with an entrance and hat-stand at the opposite side, which lead to a small corridor that ran around the front half of the main igloo with a door about 1m to the left of the main igloo's door that lead to the outside), and see that there are two penguins. That quickly turn into daleks. They're scared and ask me to keep them safe if they'll defend the igloo from the other daleks. This seems like a good idea to me. But looking around that the rest of my family in the igloo, I realsise that they are walking without using thier legs, so must be daleks in disguise. I look at the two dalek-penguins, that tell me to run. I turn and run down the corridoor to a small wooden-door, which I enter. After going throught the door I end up in a small wooden office, with a gas-lamp and meet an old-woman (a proffessor at a university, I think) leaning over some old-looking books. I ask her how she got here, she says to to me that it is I who got into her place, and continues to tell me that theis place makes no sense, and that I must run to get out. I thank her for her words and walk through another door in her office. This door brings me out on about floor 10 of a 50-story 1960s style office-block. I can't go up without entering certian rooms. I enter the first and inside is someone [around here my memory gets bad], how asks me questions and gets me to talk; I ultimatly leave with this peice of paper that is part of the puzzel, and move up a level. This repeats itself about 14 times. I then go to the next door, which I can see through the gap into before I go in. I see a teacher at a black-board and a helper at a desk to the right reading some sort of old books. I walk in and tell them (quite angrly) that I kow that thier going to ask me to answer questions or perform some kind of test to let me get whatever it was I needed to find. The woman (teacher) tells me I should know better than to shout at a teacher, at which point I loose it and tell her that actually, seeing as we're all dead (but this point I'd worked out I was dead and thought that these people were other ghosts) I died after her, and thus was in a time when education was better (her books looked like they were from the 1900s), so I was clever enough, and didn't need her test, then said: "so, where is it that I need?" A little boy of about 11 put his hand up and told me that I needed to take him upstairs. I walked over, took his hand and started walking to the door with him (he seemed happy). The two teachers just looked at me dissapointedly, asking me to take this test or I'd never understand the ways of this realm, when I refused they just looked sad. I eventually took this boy out of the class and back into the '60s sky-scraper. At which piont he said that I had completed the final challange and was free (or something like that, he seemed happy). I walked off and saw a door that I thought was the exit. I walked through it and out onto the street, where there were other people. It was at this point that a large grinder-support fell on me and killed me again. As I was drifting into darkness someone told me that I was dreaming. "darn." I thought, then woke up.
At the start of the dream I was entering a train, there was this old man saying something about my family name and a (not actually existent) precursor. Somewhere along these lines I got lucid but the man was tempting me to fall back into the story of the dream, but I kind of refused and started to think what I wanted to do now, due to me having a false awakening without success though. I was in the back of a car, it was night and my mother was driving. She had some problems with the keys and we weren't exactly driving safe but otherwise nothing happened until I woke up. Spoiler for Improvement Notes: Resisted falling back into the dream - good Tried to think of what to do but didn't manage to do it - somewhat bad Suddenly having a false awakening due to not stabilizing (as well as the "to be removed" schema of having to stabilize) - bad Didn't catch up to the false awakening - very bad
Updated 06-18-2012 at 02:35 PM by 48127
Dark Market [I had this dream somewhere early during the night, around 3AM i think, possibly in my first REM cycle, so it didn't last long and was kinda dark] I was in a supermarket of some kind with my mom, she was checking the shelves for groceries. It was really dark in the market, which is really unusual since they always keep the lights on, even at night. So i decided to check reality by hiding behind a counter, then looking back at my mom and imagining that she will be at a different place. [I hope it makes sense]. When i looked at her, she was suddenly much further than before, it would've been impossible for her to get there that fast, so i got lucid thanks to this. It was so dark in the market that i didn't see much. I wanted to get out of there, so i started hovering in the air and i flew fast towards some tall shelves. I flew through it, but i just got to another row of shelves in the market. I kept on flying through these, but i always got back to these same looking rows. I felt like i was trapped in there... Soon i woke up... [I couldn't do much other than this, probably since it was just my first REM cycle my control wasn't that good yet or something like that...] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Underground Fish People [This is a dream from around 6-7AM, but i'm not exactly sure] [In this dream i totally forgot that i wanted to meet up with Dreamprofessor, so i was mostly just following the "story" of the dream, so i didn't really change things...] I was in a supermarket again in the beginning of this dream, althrough it was well lit and a lot of people were walking around. Someone asked me to give her a box of butter from the shelves and i couldn't see who asked me to do it, like that person was invisible... so it got kinda suspicious and i got lucid. Suddenly my environment "shifted" around me and i found myself somewhere underground in a cave like place. I noticed lots of fish people living their life down there and i also got turned into one of them. They looked similar to Fizz from LoL. It was a kinda weird feeling, since i didn't turn myself into a fish person intentionally. For some reason i've got a feeling that if some of them notices me then they'll try to attack me, so i decided to keep low profile and try to sneak around them. The cave had a really tall ceiling and there were huge square shaped hills made of clay everywhere... most of these hills had little windows, they probably served as houses. I carefully climbed down from the clay house that i was standing on. I hopped into the water and looked around. A lot of fish people were swimming in the water instead of walking on the clay hills, so i decided to try and sneak around them on top of a long clay hill. I jumped high in the air and landed on top of it. I've got a feeling that they'll easily notice me up there, so i turned invisible. As i was advancing, sometimes invisibility has just ended, so i had to renew it. After a while i noticed that this invisibility is not gonna stay for long, so i decided to turn into a shadow instead. I literally turned into one, i had no body, i was just "sliding" on the ground like a normal shadow. [I felt like it was the best camouflage i could think of]. Or at least i thought so, until i almost got to the end of the clay hill. I heard a loud voice of a fish king, i didn't see him anywhere, but i just knew it that it was their king. I got scared and turned back into my fish body from this shadow form. I started running towards the end of the hill, when i noticed a huge whirlpool at the water. I just knew it that the king must be there, so i wanted to get out of this place as fast i could... well the king thought differently. I got pushed into the water by some huge water hands or something like that. [I don't remember exactly what did it]. I found myself underwater and noticed a huge fish monster in front of me. It had tentacles coming out of it's body, had a huge shark-like face and it's body was covered in coral all around. It let out huge roars like he didn't like that i was an intruder. I started swimming in circles around it, thinking about how to defeat him... I suddenly got a harpoon in my hands while thinking this, but i couldn't get close to him as those tentacles were waving in all directions. It started blowing bubbles towards me... They seemed harmless, but i dodged them just in case. He got even mad because of his missed bubbles and started blowing more and more towards me, but i just kept dodging them, while the water was shaking more and more violently. I was just about to dive in and finish him off with my harpoon, but then suddenly everything got black... I don't remember what happened after this, i think i lost lucidity fully. [I don't really remember when did i wake up from this dream.. probably it transitioned into another one...] [Too bad i couldn't finish off the fish monster, it could've been an interesting fight... :/]
Awake|Dreaming|Lucid This was part of the 4 dreams I had yesterday, but didn't type up, because I was on TinyChat for like 6 hours xD. I started off in a dark castle with green flames around it. I was at a gate that had to be opened from the left and right side. There were a group of young kids and a couple of adults standing around with me. The adults told us to solve the puzzles to get through the gate, so I solved the right puzzle and the gate opened straight away. I can't remember what the puzzle was but this dream started to feel like the Zelda games where you find keys and stuff. I then ran through the gate as if I had a time limit then found myself in a puzzle room that looked like a casino. The puzzles were all in the shape of slot machines and there were about 12puzzles to be solved. I solved all of them in a few minutes and the group of children came up to me and acted surprised. In the middle was a machine of some sort that gives out prizes, but it didn't give me one. I went in to the next room and there was one more puzzle but with some around it, not working. The puzzle said "Move the square so the snake can get through." It was not very hard at all. The square in the middle spun around anti- clockwise and the snake just passed through to the other end. The snake was just a red and brown laser type thing. I then teleported back to the beginning and tried again, but the dream faded as I walked through the gate. This is all for this dream as I didn't get much notes down in the morning because I had written down 3 other dreams.
I am walking through what is my dream's representation of my home town, Dublin, with my good friend Hayden. We are approaching one end of the football field. There is an abnormal amount of police officers walking up and down the street; I count around 20 in just a few seconds. I am aware that Hayden is carrying a joint in his pocket, so I whisper in his ear that he should eat it if we encounter trouble. I am now also aware of my newly purchased combat knife hanging from my belt, and for some reason I take it out of its sheath and walk down the street with it plainly visible in my hand. I think "I'd better put this away, one of these cops is going to stop and question us," but none of the cops even glance at me. Odd. At this point we have walked the distance of the football field and are about to leave it behind, when we come across a group of the thuggish looking type. I am instantly aware that these grungy looking men are the type that want to start trouble. They make a threatening remark at us, but instead of walking away in fear I strut up to them, pulling my shirt up slightly to reveal the large combat knife at my belt. The size of my knife doesn't seem to bother them. One of the thugs (I will call him Baldy) laughs and pulls out a small pocket knife while walking towards me. I realize I am about to have to make my move, but I freeze up and my hand never goes for the knife. Luckily, right before Baldy gets to me a very young girl cop appears (I estimate age 18-20) and points her gun at him. I am a little startled at seeing this too-young cop, but quickly warn her to "keep it pointed at him!" She looks a little shaky, but keeps the gun steadily aimed at Baldy, and he backs off. Missed dream signs: ---The combat knife spoken of is owned by me in real life, I recently purchased it for self defense and it is military grade. However, in my dream I was wearing it on my left side when in real life I always wear it on my right. ---My hometown is fairly accurately portrayed, but the 20 or so cops in such a small area should have set off the alarms. The town in real life only has 2 or 3 cops on duty at a time. ---The girl cop was around my age (19) and obviously far too young to be a real cop. During the dream something in my mind flickered in recognition of this fact, but the thought was quickly swept away by the current of realistic feeling action. ---None of the cops even glanced at me when I was waving around my huge knife, something I recognized as very strange within the dream.
non-lucid novella of a dream. I'm walking along the edges of these randomly spaced pools of water. I have a memory of having been under water with Great White Sharks, all I saw red, so I kept my eyes close. I suddenly notice fins in these pools of water. In each oddly shaped pool, there is a GW Shark. They have red mouths. One in particular, maintains eye contact as I walk along his pool. He swam to the edge and started to come out of the pool. As he was coming out he turned into a man and said 'Hi, what's your name?" I told him and somehow he led me away from the pools and we were suddenly in my neighborhood in Los Angeles. There was some back and forth banter about who we are and what we do. He was caught off the coast of Carolina for harassing surfers. He would snout their surf boards. I said I would find that terrorizing. He just thought it was a funny joke. I asked him what he would like to do next. He said just enjoy your typical day. So we drove down Sunset, saw the sites, hung out and talked. We ended up at Mel's Diner for some burgers and shakes. By this point he was holding my hand - not really in a sexual way, but in an acceptance of a friendship kind of way. He told me that he appreciated me showing him my world and he has had one of his best days. So now he wants to do something for me. "Well, what did you have in mind?" His reply . . ." Let's go swimming" My heart dropped to my stomach and I stopped in my tracks. I felt tricked. Truthfully, I regret not going.
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