Everyone has their own fears... well my greatest fear is the grudge. If i see her, i start to panic, breathe really fast, and start crying... yes I'm a little girl when it comes to the grudge but i try my best not to think of her. But i just remembered a dream fragment from THE DREAM MANSION, my house where i live in my dreams... i was having multiple dreams in that mansion. Well i remember walking around when i see her.. right front of me, right away i start to panic and i think okay just think of something different... focus... make her go away. And she disappeared, that was what scared me out of my sleep. I hope not to see her EVER AGAIN.
I have a dream friend that appears in some of my dreams, the only name that pops into my head when i think of him is " Scott". He has long messy blonde hair, like brad pitt from Troy. He wears this brown t shirt and khaki shorts. He looks 16 or 17, about my age and he's freakin nice and cool. But he only appears in very few of my dreams and its mostly just a dream fragment of what he looks like.
Coconut Water All I remember is that someone was opening a coconut and I was desperate to get some of the water. I could imagine the taste in my dream. Brush with Lucidity I was lucid, but I couldn't see anything. I've had this happen before. I knew I was dreaming, but there was nothing around. I was trying to kiss J., but since nothing was around, it didn't work. I had a false awakening and wondered if I were actually awake. This is when I need to do my reality checks. GOD why didn't I do one? I'm going to increase my lucid count because I need to know, but it was totally bogus.
This is a past dream i had long ago, I was in a city, looked much like New York. Everything was destroyed and smoking, a complete disaster, i see zombies feeding on people and what not. After observing the place for a minute, i realize.. i have a gun in my hand, my clothes ripped up, dirty, tattered.. my arms scratched, no memory of how that happened. A zombie sees me and tackles me but i grab him and throw him aside, then shoot him. Another zombie runs towards me, and i aim my gun at him, he quickly knocks it out of my hand and i fall down, the zombie gets on me and tries eating my face but i held him back like leonidas did to that big Persian in 300. As he tried biting my face off, i yelled and that was the end of the dream, VERY SHORT, SLIGHTLY BADASS, A BIT SCARY.
*** This is my first lucid dream *** I'm in a hallway that's poorly lit, few doors on each side of the hallway. At the end is a door that's slightly open, light on. I walk towards it and find out it's a restroom.. well i see a mirror and decide to look at myself. ( at this time i have no control of the dream nor do i know I'm dreaming ) All of a sudden after looking in the mirror, i become heavy and i glow a bright golden color, at this time I'm granted control of my actions and I'm aware it's a dream. I'm then transported to a new hallway and it's much wider and well lit unlike thelast one. The hall way has a checkered floor black and white.. red curtains on the windows, everything is fancy. At this time I'm , " you're dreaming, you can do anything, just focus." And i clench my fists and open them quickly on an attempt to make fire, but i fail and make sparks and smoke instead. I try a few more times with the same results.. then i snap my right finger like the human torch from fantastic four, and create fire. I see business people walking around so i decide to have some fun, as i walk past them i snap my fingers and flick some fire balls at them, one guy called me a " douche" i laughed. Once i reached the end of the hallway, the dream ended.
me and my mother are driving down a road that almost looks familiar. A white hatchback is infront of us. It swerves and smashes a streetpole. A wheel bounces past us in that sorta comical cliche way. Mom says something like "Damnit!". We drive by slowly. We turn onto the next road and I say "We have to see if he's okay!" I look back and another car is already stopped and helping. She says "Are you kidding? He's corrupt!" () She starts squealing her tires, trying to decide on what to do. She drives away and I get angry at her. Then she stops a little ways down and says "You can go see if he is okay." I say no because I was angry at her. How could she not even care that someone got in a major car crash? At home I said "I cant believe you didnt stop because you just wanted to play farmville."She says "Oh shut up." I turned around, and there was a ham cooking in a pot of boiling water. But the pot was in the sink, not on the stove.
Not really a dream, but two videos related to Akashic Records, she has an interesting point on the records in general, and anyone who is interested should be able to find some kind of appreciation in understanding her perspective on what the Records mean, and how we interpret them. I already saw one video other than the Akashic Records, and I look forward to seeing all of her videos. I think I need to see more of these things, but still be careful to not be swayed completely into someone's thought process. The last time I watched a video on the Akashic Records, things happened.....wonder if they'll happen again, except with a better outcome? I guess you could say I'll be using this as an incubation, hopefully, to find Eva again. I could even say that watching the first part helped motivate myself to stop thinking the concept of dreams being self-fulfilled prophecies as a negative thing, but as a good thing. Because with all the possibilities out there, even if it may be a way of trying to gain solace that this isn't one path I can take, it did (and I hope the second part that I'll be watching soon will elevate that as well) help me that being open minded is key to believing certain things will happen. The same applies to how I interpret my dreams, if I believe something will come out of it, based on how I perceive, there's going to be paths of possibilities, and to temporarily refrain from mortal mentalities, maybe I can get into deep dreaming, and see other potential outcomes if I choose to. This feels very rewarding, not the only the video, but just a boost in confidence again. We have to believe in something, which will help us access other beliefs and outcomes based on those actions of now.....so whatever choice we make, we can't let the consequence so of it bring us down, but help us keep moving forward. Expansion. That seems to be a logical meaning to this life and other lives, not an absolute meaning, but a good one at least.
Updated 06-18-2012 at 05:32 AM by 47756
Woody Allen is filming his new movie, Zelig, yet is so neurotic and socially incompetent that he has hired me to assist him in the project. I am however a mirror image of Woody Allen, in both appearance and mentality. He is not yet a famous director and is living in a small stone brick house with an entrance that is so small you have to lie down and crawl through. During the filming process, I overhear him say that he would love to visit Paris and would film a movie there as an excuse to go. I begin to laugh as I know that in the future he admittedly directs Midnight in Paris for that reason.
I was on a dirt path in an open forest. there was a horse in front of me and I needed some sort of transportation. I thought about riding the horse, and that's when I started to realize I was dreaming. I thought about how my mom loves horses, but never got to ride one. The horse didn't have a saddle so it was difficult to mount. as I tried to stay on top of the horse I tried to imagine that the horse had a saddle and reins. It worked and I grabbed the reins to try and steer the horse. I can remember pulling left and right on the reins to control the horse's movement. (I usually can't control much in my dreams) The next thing I know im riding into a town and its dark out. I get off the horse and it sort of just disappears. Its really quiet and I start walking down the streets. I start to get scared and try to not think about anything scary. I start walking to look for a place to stay, but everyone is afraid to answer the door. I forget that im dreaming and decide to try and head back to my car. I walk back the way I came and find my car, but one of my front wheels have been torn off. I start to worry and then the rest of my dream gets fuzzy and I wake up.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I am at my high school being chased by zombie creatures that resemble sinister versions of Edvard Munch's The Scream. While running, I somehow realise I am dreaming and turn to face the zombies. I power up to Super Saiyan, screaming at the top of my lungs "I'M LUCID NOW, BITCHES" And unfortunately, that's all I remember.
I don't remember these dreams very well anymore, gonna try to journal right when I wake up. Dream 1 My mom had some book that she was burning. It spawned these golden frogs that I think had chocolate inside of them. If you killed them, you got blocks of Minecraft wood. Dream 2 Something about cars Dream 3 I remember I was trying to find my new High School bus, and I started talking to some school friends, I think Mr Chopra was there. (see Dream 4) I'm confused about what actually happened in this dream, because this was a waking life event, and I had a dream version of it too, so I don't know what happened in waking life and what happened in the dream. Dream 4 I'm in Mr Chopra's class (8th grade math teacher) and he's giving us some strange problems
I'm living in an older apartment building with red brick walls. In the other room, my roommate is holding a baby. I spot a pacifier sitting on the floor and give it to the roommate, who announces that she is going to get it steam-cleaned. In the meantime, she makes me hold the baby. The poor thing seems to be in a lot of discomfort and keeps squirming. As soon as my roommate returns with the pacifier, the baby drops off to sleep. I'm a little relieved to hand him over. Two old friends drop by, but I'm reluctant to let them leave. I know that I'm going to need them as an alibi. Sure enough, just as I plead with my friends to stay, the police show up a bit too early for their cue. Good thing I knew they were coming! But how did I know? My roommate and I must have put together some sort of plot that I'm carrying out alone. There's a man who joins us who thinks he can help me. He looks a little bit like Lou Diamond Phillips. He thinks he can find evidence by demolishing the red brick walls around my bathroom. It doesn't seem like any great loss, since the bathroom is so large with an odd layout. It actually has three showers stalls at right angles, but we don't need quite that many. As he starts tearing out the brick wall, I can see the sidewalk outside. Pretty soon, the opening is wide enough to walk out onto the street. I woke up briefly, then managed to re-enter the dream. I'm on that same street. Instead of apartments, there's a building holding a coffee shop, a resale store, and an empty storefront between them. I seem to own the coffee shop. A suspicious-looking man enters and wonder what happened to the old shop. I tell him that I bought it and reopened it. He asks if he can still get number 17 from the old menu. I have no idea what that is, so I give him a new menu. He keeps asking for #17 with a wink. Eventually, I realize that the old shop was a front for a brothel and he's asking for a woman. I hustle him out the door. It's nighttime outside and the stars are out. I look at the sky for a little while, though I can't identify any particular constellation. It's almost as if someone covered the world with a piece of blue velvet and poked holes at random to represent the stars. When I head back into the building, something feels different. I go into the resale shop where I know I have friends working, but they don't seem to know me. It seems that while I was outside, I went back in time by two years -- taking me to a point before I had met them. I wonder if I should take the same path or do something entirely different with this second chance.
It was recommended to me to have a second spinal fusion. I went along with it because I thought it would help. I was in first grade, but I was around 18 years old—as were all the other students. Despite just having surgery, I was not experiencing any pain. I was hardly participating in the class, and considered using my recent surgery as an excuse. As class went on, my level of discomfort and pain increased. I was about to leave the class when my fiancée showed up. She hugged me from behind, and became extremely irritable and scolded her for touching my back. She hugged me again more gently, but still touched my back, thus causing me pain. We hung out in the classroom, no longer paying attention to the teacher. We rummaged around the teacher’s desk, and asked the teacher if she had an audio jack in her computer. I decided to introduce my fiancée to my teacher, but forgot her name. Mrs. White introduced herself instead. Yet again my back was in great pain. During lunch, a colleague of Mrs. White’s visited the classroom, and performed some magic. He took several objects, and summoned the same objects from the past. For example, if the object was created in 2000, he would have summoned it from 2000, when it was brand new. The scene changed, and I was the passenger in a car. The pain was overwhelming. I laid down as best I could in the back seat, resting my head on my fiancée’s lap. I was almost crying from the pain by the end of the dream.
Well the dream started off with me sitting at a Desk being in a office type room. Here is a image of what it may look like. I am inside the building just minding my own business, all of the sudden I was playing around with some plastic box. It looked kind of futuristic. I was wondering what to do with the box. First thing I was doing was I was playing around with the box and it looked 3 dimensional. I was trying to figure out how to use it and it began to do some different things, when I was messing with it a logo appeared in the box. I saw a logo going really far away inside the box so I could barely see it. So I was thinking this was a next generation of computers. It was like a computer case made out of plastic that can do all sorts of things. It looked kinda like this but it was alittle bigger, kinda like the size of a PC Monitor or a TV. I was messing around with it again and suddenly it said Dreamviews on the logo. I was thinking for a moment, well that was odd. Then suddenly I heard peoples voices coming from out side, they were coming in the room. One of the ladies walked in and said, "Sorry you have to leave, I am busy with a client right now so you must go" And I was wondering what she meant by "Client" And I saw a girl walking in with her, And the dream ended.
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