Shooting from cover I'm playing an FPS, but I'm actually in it. In front of me is a long hallway with a humanoid robot sentry at the end. I need to try to take him down before I continue. Between my spot and his there's no cover at all; where I am there's poor cover, but at least it's something. Taking aim, I start to fire, and I see my shots streaking down the hallway. Moments later, he starts to return fire. I'm easily able to move back and forth to dodge his shots, and I'm glad to see he doesn't seem to be dodging mine. In fact, as I move, he's unable to immediately start firing at my new position; instead, it's almost as if he can only rotate slowly as the line of tracers slowly comes towards me. After a few moments, another robot appears next to the first. Dodging two streams is certainly harder but not impossible, and I continue to fire. Now I start getting hit (though not hurt; my armor absorbs the shots). I'm confused until I realize there's a third stream coming from the enemy area, and that it's coming from some kind of turret above the robots. It's less powerful than they are, but its shots are very fast and much harder to dodge; it's also able to track much faster than the humanoid bots. I'm slowly moving to the right to stay ahead of the sweep of gunfire, but I'm worried since I haven't seen a gap I can make use of to slide back to the left, and I'm almost to a spot where I can't move any more. I realize my dog's old cage is to my right and I dive in. I'm hoping they'll have trouble targeting me in here and maybe reset where they're firing at so I can get a few more good shots in. I've clearly been playing too much Epoch recently. It's a "cover shooter" that plays out almost exactly like this. Underground complex I'm in some kind of underground complex. In most of the rooms, you can't even tell it's underground, though the lack of windows may be a strong hint. One room I walk through has a suspended walkway going up and down and back and forth, looking rather fun. Stairs up to it are on one side of the room; at the other end it goes through into another room. I'd like to follow it, but there are a bunch of kids playing on it and I don't feel like trying to get past them. Somehow I'm able to see part of the next room and decide to go there. Now I'm in another room trying to find the room I saw earlier. I can't get wall lengths to line up right in my head, and I can't find that room. Now I'm back in the walkway room, up on the walkway, looking over a railing. I try to take a good mental snapshot of what I'm seeing. Now I'm back in the other room. After a moment of searching, I find the balcony I was looking down from, and that's enough to orient me so that I can find a hallway leading to the room I wanted. Now I'm in a medium-sized room, probably about fifteen by fifteen feet. I'm in one corner rifling through a built-in cabinet. I find some haphazard piles of books along with some movies. A late thirties woman is there leading a group of kids through exercises. They're all dressed in fairly tight fitting black shirts and pants. Looking at the kids, I realize they're all special needs. Once the class ends, I get into conversation with her and find out that she's a special needs trainer of some, focusing on ??? (workouts?) instead of more traditional therapy. She tells me she got into it because her own daughter has special needs, and that this method seems to work well. Now she's asking the kids if they want to watch a movie. After a resounding chorus of "Yes!", she goes to the cabinet and pulls out the very videos I was looking at. I'm glad I left them where they were and didn't take anything. She offers them to the kids. Against one wall I see a tall rolling cart holding a TV (CRT) and DVD player. Now I'm driving into the complex's parking deck with my family. I want to show my wife something. The deck isn't finished yet; it's obviously still under construction, though it's usable. Now we're parked and trying to find the way inside. We see a handful of workers come out of a tunnel. Now we're trying to enter the tunnel, but we find it's not yet ready for use. Backtracking, we find a better-looking tunnel and follow it. We run into the job foreman and start talking to him. He makes excuses but my wife will hear none of them. She marches to the "employees only" (though the wording is different) door. There's a sign instructing visitors to enter a code on a keypad, but she ignores it, instead pushing on the door. At that moment someone inside opens it, so she's able to go right in. The foreman isn't happy but doesn't force her out. The door is remarkably wide. Exploding experiment I'm walking with an older man through his house. We enter a room at the end of the house full of strange equipment. He's an inventor, and this is his workshop. He walks to a counter on the side of the room, picks up a small slip of paper, and reads it. It's a report of one of his experiments. He says something about ??? fifteen. Somehow he realizes another test is in progress, and he panics. He rushes to a 1-inch red pipe on the wall and turns the cut-off valve; then to be really sure he gives it a strong yank and breaks it in two. For a moment he looks relieved, then something behind us bursts into flame. We have to get out of here. Now we're racing through the house, burning goopy black stuff following us. Somehow I know it's slightly intelligent and rather malicious. We reach the living room and the man does something to cause a large hole in the floor to appear - some kind of escape tunnel in case something went wrong. All the humans in the room jump in. Other small creatures are around, but they're not real, so they don't need to escape. Now we're outside the house having come out of the escape tunnel, standing next to a car in a driveway. We watch the whole house go up in a giant fireball. Now I'm walking down the road with my family. We've decided to go to the nearby public school, find an empty classroom, and read for a while. We see a few school buses on the road and wonder if we're too early or too late, if maybe all the rooms will be in use. As we're walking along I have to keep ducking under (or moving) bush branches. At one point, my wife and I somehow end up walking along holding each other up, more for fun that because we need to. Voicemail and plumbing I'm in a fairly small, bare, carpeted room. I'm on the phone fighting with the new voice mail system at work. The old one was great; numbers for everything ("Please press one for ..."), favorites, etc. Sending a voicemail was as easy as pressing the key to send voice mail, followed by the "favorites" key, followed by the number of the favorite I was sending to (assuming it was someone I often send voicemail to). Three key presses which could be entered one right after another, nice and quickly. The new system uses voice recognition, expects you to wait for the full prompt, and doesn't have favorites. It expects you slowly to speak the whole phone number you're sending to. I try using the keypad anyway, and it works for the phone number but not for the menus. I try to think what the best place is to report my intense dissatisfaction with this change. Now I'm in the nearby bathroom. It's pretty dark, even though I've turned the light on. I realize that, though I've flipped the switch, the light is still off. Looking around, I see that the toilet has been unbolted and moved, and I assume someone must have turned off the breaker to avoid problems with the toilet. I realize there's a bad drip coming from the ceiling. Now I'm elsewhere in the house talking to my wife. She's not surprised when I mention the drip, saying it's been like that ever since we moved in, but it was such a small leak that it only occasionally got a bit of bread in the bath water. I explain that it may have always been there, but it used to be so gradual I never noticed it; but now it's dripping every couple of seconds, and it'll destroy the ceiling if we don't stop it. We're in the dining room, and I can see through the windows that it's raining. Maybe that's why the leak is worse now than usual. Short dreams I'm with my wife in a hotel room. We're on some sort of long trip (we've been away from home for weeks), and we're both tired. She's laying down on her bed and I'm moving around doing something. Suddenly, I get really really tired and I mention it to her, noticing that she also seems to have lost all energy. I realize her sister is doing something to drain energy from us and I mention it, but my wife just thinks it's the long trip. Some comments are made about the kids. I'm on back roads somewhere, waiting at a stop sign at a T intersection, getting ready to turn left. Now I've turned left and am approaching another intersection. This one also has a stop sign; but the intersection is big enough that there's a left turn lane as well as a go straight lane. There's already a car here waiting its turn to go straight, with another behind it half in the straight lane and half in the left turn lane. I can only assume he decided at the last minute to turn left, though I'm not sure why he can't just pull all the way forward and out of the straight lane. I wait behind both of them in the go-straight lane. Fragment Something about church and changing pants in the bathroom. The church building is huge.
This dream is interesting because its retrospective ... So I was in a car with 2 of my friends I don't know who leaded the car , maybe my fresh tulpa (which is still in creation procces) We stopped in a street in the middle of an american suburban My friend was taken off, he wanted to prank I think... There was black man and women quickly walking from the street they watched back and they were scared they was almost began to run. then we heard a shot , then another , I say ,"QUICK QUCK, GET US OUT FROM THIS CITY.-Said to the car conductor -" Come back!"- said the my friend who was out in the street, but he couldnt be back, We are could'nt close the door , but the car started and were got out from this street , left our friend... Somehow I realised that he died and felt sad... Then the dream collapse and a new is getting created now we all 3 were here before the these events happened still in the suburban Driving around with the unknown 4th we were hanging out, watching around and making plans for pranking the people there . Then I turned on the radio and they spoke some hebrew like gibberish. it was weird in the middle of USA. We were driving around, it was night already I rested a little bit and around 4-5 AM we were continued our hangout in the suburb Somehow we heard from the radio that this district is dangerous and known by its infamous drug dealers and maffia members... We were like "oh crap" , but we stayed here ,waiting for something to happen We seen some "pranks" and that people are happy etc. and then I seen this significant wall which reminded me of what happened in the previous dream and so it was about to happen again , I realized this , before we stopped I said "GO go go , we cannot stop here there's a shooting about to happen!" Just as before we stopped me moved on , and heard the shot.. I heard some scream we were gone out from the street quickly not far from here I got off from the car , to the street with a camera ,my friends thought I'm crazy.. but somehow I felt that I'm in safe now SO I gone to this house there was some walls I gone between this walls I found myself in the garden of a house gone upstairs and seen the police The killer was a 15-14 yr old kid he killed 4 man They said he killed because of anger then the dream collapsed
Naturally this dream occurs in the old assembly hall of my primary school, with school desks and chairs dotted around the hall. By one desk and chair are a few scattered photoraphs, nothing of note to recall aside from neither of them had any details, just blurry images, though one photograph i do pick up does have an image on it. The image is of the back of some house, and it feels very familiar to me, the window frames are brown and wooden, possibly stained, and there are objects in front of the house which must be my dream representation of Wheelie Bins. However upon picking up this image, i notice all is not what it seems, it appears that if i tilt the photo, the angle of the image changes, like a very good 3d photo, in fact it was almost like holding a mirror in both hands and watching the reflected perspective change as i hold it at various angles. I tilt the photo to the left and i can see whats in front of the house, and also its side walls, which is remarkable because initially the image is of a house that is part of a row of houses all joined together. Upon waking i felt strongly that the house in the photo was my dream representation of my former childhood home on the other side of town.
Updated 04-03-2014 at 05:57 PM by 68578
My recalling skills this morning were nowhere near as sharp as they were yesterday, and one particular dream this time around was quite disturbing. Before I went to bed I did some physical awareness tasks whilst lying down on my back with my eyes closed, and I went through the process of feeling each part of my body. I felt the feeling of each foot, and then concentrated harder on each toe, then the calves, knees, then all of those parts together, and basically I went through every possible separate joint/bodypart I could and tried to put them into different group and feel them together. This lasted about 20 minutes, afterwards I rolled onto my side to go to sleep in hopes that I might have a Dream Induced Lucid Dream. After trying to sleep for a while with relaxed breath, something strange happened. My breathing in and out felt like it became one motion, this feeling was very strange. The best way I can describe it is quite limiting: If you have ever been in hospital and put to sleep on the operating table whilst counting to 10 with your eyes closed, well that vague taste/smell/numbness that overcomes you and your breathing is what I felt. My heart started racing as this happened to me, I didn't expect it to happen so as soon as it did I was excited. Immediately though, and I fear this might be detrimental to my lucid dreams when I get good at getting into them with ease, is that I instantly thought about my physical body in my bedroom, and then I thought about seeing nightmarish things, and I knew I shouldn't but I couldn't stop myself. The feeling died down after about 20 seconds of trying to maintain it, and then it stopped completely and I felt like I was just trying to sleep again. I think the full physical body awareness process is important for letting go of all tension in the body and was responsible for this experience, I will continue to do this before sleep each night I'm practicing. Now onto the dreams... they were vivid, but short-lived. After my first awakening 6 hours into my sleep I had no dreams to recall, this was very disappointing. I tried hard to think, but nothing was there. My alarm woke me up in a very shocked way, and I remember reading yesterday (I think it was Puffin's DILD guide) that sudden shock alarm awakenings are awful for recall, so that was probably the problem. I will have to find an app that is good for gradual noise build up with the alarm so I wake up more settled. My other awakenings were natural too, and I had stuff to recall after those. Evidence! Time of sleep: 2:00am Time of first awakening: 8:00am | Reason: Alarm No dreams to recall here. Damn you, alarm! Time of sleep: 8:00am The rest of my awakenings up until my alarm final alarm at 11:00am were random throughout and I forgot at the time to log the times I woke, but I did remember to tag recall my dreams. Dream 1 - Joni Mitchell &the mysterious hula hoop Me, my friend Tom and an old friend Steven were walking up some stairs in a building. As we walked the steps, Tom said from the back of the group "Have you ever listened to Joni Mitchell?". I replied saying that I have, but I knew that I hadn't really listened to her (I have been meaning to though, I forgot until this dream actually, so I'll have to get onto her now). I remember saying that I have listened to her in such a way that it was embarrassing to not have listened to her. In a "Of course I have, what do you take me for?!" kind of manner, but with a subtle "I have." I used to lie about a lot of small things like that throughout my teens, like talking crap for the sake of it, but over the past years I have tried my best to iron that kind of thought out, what's the point? Though I know a lot of people, young and old, who still do this all the time. Anyway, as we got to the top of the stairs we were all coated up, the atmosphere seemed like we were in a very cold location, somewhere that suggested snowing. Steven sat down at a table with me, and he had a hula hoop around him. I can't remember much else. Dream 2 - The disturbing one This one was very unsettling. I was lying on a bench, my feet and hands were bound so I couldn't get off of it, this was in some kind of lit up dungeon/surgical room. What was truly horrifying however was the fact that Phillip Seymour Hoffman (RIP) was fondling some naked girl against a wall whilst all creepily pushed up against her. There was definitely a great feeling and knowing that this was wrong, I can remember wanting it to stop as it played out in front of me but I couldn't stop it. The dream ended after a short while of this, it felt like it lasted about 1-2 minutes. Dream 3 This dream was more fun. I was around a merged version of Liverpool and London city (England) and I can remember walking into a big public hallway that was half interior half exterior, like a big open space with walls surrounding it and a glass ceiling, that had no doors, the halls just leaded into the open. I sensed an ex-girlfriend was approaching, but I couldn't be sure if it was her. She looked distorted in facial character, like someone else, but I sensed it was her. I fled the area to avoid her and ended up inside some hospital place, and I sensed I had to keep running away from something that was coming for me. I felt like I knew I could fly, but I was in a position of thinking about how I do it. Then I ran down the hallway and sort of just took off, and I was flying, but it turns out even my unconscious didn't think I could fly AND go through walls, and I flew straight into a wall and fell to the ground. The next bit is hazy, but I'm sure there was a portal to go outside, and I went through it. I remember flying past a bus in the daytime and everyone on the bus watching me go by. That's all I can remember here! Dream 4 In real life my cat has been sleeping in my room lately, and my brother and I were talking about this yesterday. He said he thinks the cats might have caught fleas, and reassured him they haven't (they were very recently flea'd, and when there are fleas about, they LOVE my skin. Well this conversation gave me one last disturbing (albeit much less disturbing than the last) dream.. I woke up and I was in my bed, everything looked like it usually would any other morning, but all of a sudden my cat got up and moved and my focus went straight to a flea that was walking across my bed sheet, then I noticed another on my pillow, and I jumped out of bed and the dream faded to nothing. Time of final awakening: 11:00am Total time slept: Roughly 9 hours Total alarms used: 2 Total awakenings from alarms: 2 Did I do a waking journal recall of my day before I went to sleep: Yes Did I do any awareness concentration: Yes - sound and physical feeling The reason I'm logging sleep and alarms etc is so I can try and perfect what works best for my dreaming states and recall.
I'm going to visit my grandmother. The road to go is the same as always, but I think things are changed too much since I was a little girl. For example there are some bus stops which close you inside and become a kind of taxi, ready to bring you to emergency, if you need. Suddenly it is almost night and the road becomes a sort of jungle. I'm going to my home now. It's a bungalow down the beach, but it has the bathroom outside and you need to walk three-four steps to reach it. The problem is that there is an aliens' invasion. They are monkeys. They never come into the houses, but they kidnap you as you go out at night. So even going to the bathroom is very dangerous. I need brushing teeth, so I check outside and I go fastly to the bathroom outside and I close myself inside. I have a kind of mental connection with a girl when I'm outside. I feel this girl since a lot of time, I think since she was kidnaped. These aliens take human people as teddy bears, just to sleep with them at night, wrapping their arms around the body and staying. If the teddy-human moves or tries to escape, they hold them stronger and start to eat their heads from behind. It is happening right now to that girl I'm connected with. I felt her pain very strongly as I was outside. I ask myself where her alien hides her. I remember it's time of News, so I come back in, as I'm still brushing. Then again go out and go in the bathroom. The lights are off, as I was sure I left them ON. I didn't switch the light on though, as I just need to wash my hands. So I do, but at once a hand take my hand in the dark and I scream so loud. I woke up with my hand totally asleeped UNDER my body. It seemed the hand of another person! The touch of the other hand in the dream was so lucid that I tought that I made to become lucid. But then I woke up and I realized that it was just an illusion, but I'm not sure. Also, even if it was totally dark I saw the monkey hand. It was littler than mine but the grab was sooo strong. Took a few time to sleep again and dreamed again. Can't absolutely remember the dream which came after it, but when I woke up again, I recalled the dream about the monkey, as I didn't want to forget it. I was totally sure I would remembered the last one without recalling it. BUT I was wrong as I FORGOT!! Anyway, fell aslept and dreamed again. I'm with some friends and relatives to the old vineyard of my daddy. We are doing a BBQ. Suddenly we ear some planes coming. They are stealth, black, beautiful. But when they come closer, they start to transform themselves in weird airplanes, like Transformers. At the end they look like enormous lego constructions! We realize world war started and we are not going to win. In fact the only flying objects we have are helicopters which are coming slowly, trying to catch the stealth. I woke up again. Still can't remeber the second dream, even it was vivid at the time
Date: 4/3/2014 (Wed) Total sleep: 7 hours Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Text Search Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization, reviewing DJ Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras Fell Asleep: 9:45 pm Dream 1 Title: (Fragment) Looking for a location to shoot a movie Dream 1: I am driving in my car with John C (a guy who used to work for me). We are on Rt 146 south. We are coming up on a golf course on our right which may be a good place the shoot or movie. I pass the golf course and pull into a “U” shaped driveway of a hotel. **Jump** I am in the hotel dining room. It is breakfast time. I am sitting at a small table. There are other people walking around, or sitting at tables. I see Patrick Wilson (the actor). He is caring a plate of food away from the buffet. I am trying to catch his eye because I want to tell him that I was very impressed with his character from “The Watchmen” movie. But he walks past me without making eye contact. **Jump** I am outside, standing on a low hill overlooking a golf course. John C is next to me. We think that this would be a great place to shoot our movie. I wake up. Dream 2 Title: Missing class due to crime spree Dream 2: I am in my house, only it looks more like house of my childhood friends. My daughter and two of her friends are with me. They are very scared and whispering to me that someone has broken into the house. The house is very dimly lit. I know the burglar is on the second floor. I move to the stairs as quietly as I can. I climb the stairs and into a small hallway. I can go into the room on the left or the room on the right. I go left. The room is very messy. There are piles of cloths scattered all over the floor, the bed, and the dresser. The only light is moon light shining in through the window. I see a boy (about my daughter’s age standing near the window. I move forward quickly and grab hold of his left arm. He doesn’t resist. I tell him that the police are on the way (although I didn’t call them). I take him down stairs. He tells me that his older brother is on his way with a van. They were going to clean the house out. I open the front door and see a bright yellow van backing up the driveway. I run out. The driver must have seen me because he starts to pull away quickly, but he swerves onto the grass and the two right wheels go off a small hill. The van tips to the right and rolls over into a muddy ditch. Just then a police car pulls into the driveway. I look past the van, to my right, and see the Quinsigamond Community College campus (although it looked very different than reality). I know I have to get to class. I walk away from the crime scene and onto the campus. I meet up with Sheryl F (a woman I know in RL) who is the class with me. She is very upset and on the verge of tears. I ask her what’s wrong. She tells me that her van was stolen. It was her work van which was full of radiology equipment. She was afraid that she would lose her job and have to pay back the tens of thousands of dollars to replace the equipment. I feel very bad for her. We are down by a street and the police arrive. There is a large crowd of people there. Sheryl gave information to the police. That is when I realize that my car has been broken into. Someone had broken my driver’s side window and taken some stuff from the car (but I have no idea what stuff). I explain this to the police. I realize that Sheryl and I are going to miss class because of this mess. I am even more upset at this point. Sheryl and I go to find our professor. We walk a short distance and we find him. His is walking to the classroom. He is also running late for class. We briefly explain the situation and he tells us not to worry and that we don’t have to attend today’s class. I am very relieved. Sheryl and I decide to find a vending machine to get some food. We walk to a building (which look like one of my old grade schools). I notice that Mr. T is walking right in front of us. He looks like he currently does, in his early 60’s. He stops just inside the door, blocking our way. There is a “Rocky III” poster on the wall. It is a picture of him in his prime. He is staring at the picture and is noticeably upset. Sheryl and I try to comfort him. We tell him that he is still in very good shape for his age. He takes his shirt off and begins to flex his chest at the poster says, “I still got it. I can get back to lookin’ like that!” We tell him that he definitely can get back. Sheryl and I walk away (forgot about the food) and head to another building. I see a small brick building with large glass windows and a glass door. It looks more like a small store than a school building. I know this is where our class was being held. I know it is time for class to be released. I also notice a pumpkin next to the door. The door opens and a stream of children (8 – 10 years old) come out. All are wearing Halloween costumes. At the very end our professor comes out, only he is Svengoolie (horror movie TV host) and he is riding a horse. He rears the horse up and waves to us before riding off. The light from my alarm wakes me up. Awake: 4:45 am Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 5; D2 = 9 Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 4; D2 = 6 Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 5 min; D2 = 15 min Emotions: Nervous, Fear, Anxious, Anger, Relief Dream Signs: School, Celebrities, old friend’s house, shifting scenery, old friends, strand situations (break ins, theft, van tipping over) Notes: I took some B-5 and Chorine last night, but all it did was give me mild heartburn. I reviewed some dreams in my dream journal. I did some meditation along with mantras and visualization (becoming lucid in one of my prior normal dreams) I really felt the joy of being lucid and approached everything with a very positive attitude. I did mental tags for the first dream of the night (Night Owl, shooting a movie, golf course) which did help me remember. Text Search Experiment: I was very aware of text all day.
Something about programming a dishwasher to verify that no dirty dishes were missing.
00:00 Thursday 2014-04-03 00:30 bedtime, bad, let family skype call go late and interefere with bedtime Felt very alert, wife to bed at same time, started snoring a bit, felt alert, took 1mg melatonin, fell asleep 04:59 + climb in the pipe where the monsters are. Lions were not hungry? Night time, dark outside, there is a large long rusty pipe (big enough for people to crouch down in) I'm thinking about finding the entrance to it, it's farther on, I know there are monsters in the pipe. Encounter several lions farther on, they don't attack, they're walking around regally emerging from their stalls. + I'm outside and see a large branch/log I think of breaking it off and using it. On a path outdoors in daylight + Kind of lucid moment last night, not really worth counting perhaps, at some strange moment where I was looking at some device that had broken open and a voice/being was telling me that our entire purpose of being was now ruined. Then my older son leans his head into the room and asks me what I'm doing. I think this is just like a FA I had the other day where my son leans his head into the room after I know he'd left for an overnight trip, think I may be dreaming and do a nose pinch and it indicates dream but the feeling is weird, like I'm already half awake, I'm hovering between sleep and dream and trying to do another nose pinch with dream hands and think if I get back to sleep I'll lucid dream. + grocery store. Starting at the check out, something's not right at the check out stand, I'm wondering where my dental bridge is. Further into the store I see a men's shirt department, the shirts are striped boldly, mostly blue white and purple, there are other men in there also looking at the shirts, I notice an open shirt I think I see the size is "48". I'm not sure that will fit me. + (lucid maybe?) I'm contemplating a broken strange glowing device, a voice says this ruins our reason for existence. My older son leans his face into the room and asks me what I'm doing. I think this is strange and seems familiar to the FA I had last week with him doing the same thing, I think I may be dreaming, do a noise pinch it seems to indicate dream, I'm fading between dream and waking, thinking if I get back to sleep I'll be in a lucid dream. 07:46 alarm + returning to grocery store (where I was in earlier dream I think) with wife. I've recently discovered this store in a mall. I say "it's like Whole Food Store," we're approaching the store from outside, there are displays outside the front door under a roof. Through the glass wall (dreamsign) I see the inside of the store with lots of large flower displays. We enter the store, I'm carrying a tray with the remains of some lunch on it, there are glass plates and a crystal bud vase, I don't want to just toss the tray down and break things, I'm asking store workers where I should put it, one guy is standing next to a bowl full of a tasty looking salad I realize I still have some of this salad on my plate I should finish it, can't find where to put my tray down. Lot of people in the store. + At the top of a tall waterslide, I'm standing up there a long time, I start going down and they turn off the water when I'm part way down so I don't slide very easily. I think they didn't know I was up there and they must turn off the water if nobody uses the slide for a while to save energy. I make a connection with another slide that involves sort of jumping from one slide to another slide tube that runs just below it at a right angle, I hold on and make the transition successfully and reach the bottom. Emerging from the slide some DC makes a comment on something I did wrong on the slide, I say "what? " he walks away, I'm angry at him. Walking back across the slide exit and farther along there is a billboard? And an access panel where one must enter an access code, I see English letters and am surprised a bit by this, I see them clearly, the letters "r", "e", and "n", they're serifs are highly stylised/fancy. I think you have to type "render." + I'm looking at a form, either electronic or paper bill where Mastercard is offering your credit, I'm trying to clearly see that part, the words are written all on top of each other and hard to read, I know there's an offer for a Mastercard in there and I want to find it I think of doing a search on the page to find the link. + I'm trying to use a paper (electronic?) catalog and I'm pressing on parts of the page expecting it to react like a web page. I'm interesting in how the electronics know where you're pressing on the page. + Outside the store there's a large truck that pulls up, I'm sitting down my wife approaches and starts talking about our family finances, I say "shhhhh! People could be on the other side of that truck listening to us" i keep motioning for her to come closer and closer so she doesn't need to shout there may be somebody we know on the other side of the truck. She tells me I must go myself to the judge to explain our situation with the credit cards, I ask what time, she says 7:30pm. She's telling me I must plea guilty before I can offer explanation. I have to say "I didn't know I was going over the limit," make myself sound like an idiot I don't want to, I'm trying to think about what exactly happened with the credit cards, how I was using one card to pay off another and that's not allowed, I wonder how we got so deeply in debt, we had to pay the rent, I talk about this with my wife we discuss how we were kicked out of our rental on M lane by the owners right when our second child was born, my wife said that happened on "March 6th". I'm not looking forward to see the judge to make myself sound like an idiot I have no idea how I'll get away with this. + Sitting at a table in a cafeteria area in the grocery store (large, open, widely spaced tables), some men sitting at the table in front of me are talking about tea. Mostly about how there is no good tea in America. I want to tell them about the little gourmet tea shops you can find in some small cities. I maybe tell them. Again I wonder where my dental bridge is I feel the gap in my teeth where it should be. + sitting at a table in a kitchen, wife sets the table with food, it looks like large white curds of cottage cheese, there's a funny little baby laughing on my wife's plate, I was playing with it a bit, there are some pink juices in the food and I think it's actually lamb, and I think how the food you're fed as a baby is the food you'll like later in life. I'm wondering if the food is completely cooked, I'm eating it, close up view of the food in the plate. 10:00 trying a BTB tried breathing synchronized with heartbeat, sort of worked to get relaxed but not WILD turned to my back eventualy side was very sore woke on my back, first time I've slept on my back in a while. + testing the hearing of a little baby. I'm in a dark room lying on a bed with a small creepy faced baby. I'm lying close and have a close up of its face. It turns to face me when I make a sound, I think that it's good that it responds to sound at least it can her. I straddle it on top it's lying on its back on the bed and I zoom my face from left to right to left and its head turns to follow me and the sound and it laughs at this fast movement. I think of trying something else with the baby but my wife comes in and says that you shouldn't do that with a baby. + close up of a guitar fret, I'm playing an awesome tune with hammer-ons, pull-offs, bends, glissandos, I hear the music it sounds really good I see my fingers on the strings. + leaving a restaurant with a group of people including a very large woman.
I am in an Antiochian Orthodox church service, sitting by all by myself in a wooden pew. The sanctuary is wide, ornate and well-lit. Like any Orthodox church, the iconostasis behind the altar is teeming with images of Mary, the saints and Jesus Christ in stages of his ministry. It is right before the Eucharist, the time when the clergy shuffle down the center aisle waving their incensed lanterns. As the clergy passes, the bald, stout man in the pew in front of me turns around and stares at my forehead. I am too taken aback by this sudden attention to say anything. The man initiates small-talk, asking me questions about myself and why I decided to visit this church. I tell him about myself - or at least try to - but he always brings the conversation back to his interesting life and all his original and wonderful theological views. In the middle of his ranting, I suddenly notice a very disturbing feature on this man's face. Whenever he opens his mouth, an obsidian, mouth-shaped slit opens up on his forehead and talks concurrently to whatever he's saying. It's exactly the shape of his real mouth but miniaturized. I think I can spot some miniature rows of teeth in there as well. A clammy uneasiness trickles through my body. I feel like my reality has been shattered by this two-mouthed man. Before I can think too critically about the physiological impossibility of all this, I convince myself, I shouldn't judge; I'm sure he's really a nice, normal guy. Next thing I know, I am at my parent's house. I stroll into the kitchen for a glass of water and instead am greeted by this two-mouthed man. He is sitting expectantly with his hands folded on the kitchen table. How did he get here? Will he follow me around for eternity? In shock, I try to think of something to say. Eventually, I ask him, "Do you like the house?" The two-mouthed man replies, with the fissure in his forehead aping every word, "I ought to. I built this place, after all." I am surprised, stunned and very creeped out. ~End Dream~
I am writing this late at night, but I actually took some notes this morning so I can remember this dream fairly well. The ending made me wake up really early so I took notes then went back to sleep, but we'll get there. The first part of this dream I remember was being in a jungle area with a lot of wooden fortifications, tree forts, and things of that nature, inhabited by gnolls and some other creatures from World of Warcraft. I was some rogue-type character, and I somehow "knew" that I was level 1 and I knew my way around the area because I had "done it before," presumably as another character. This seems to occur a lot in dreams, and I should probably start looking for it as a dream sign, but that's a little tricky due to the disconnected feeling associated with playing a video game, which is what most of my dreams feel like. Anyway, there were these relic type objects scattered throughout some of the forts, and if you destroyed a few of the ones in a certain area, you could gain a new base, more money, or other rewards. So I was climbing around stealthily and assassinating a lot of the gnolls as well as destroying the relics. After doing this for a while, I moved to another area which was a huge frozen mountain area and the dream took on a new feel. I was now a part of a 5v5 battle in this area, a la League of Legends. I was Sejuani, which is odd because I never play her. After a small teamfight on top of a small plateau, I chased down another character who had escaped with little help. I can't remember for the life of me who it was I was chasing. It may have been Katarina, because I vaguely remember that it was a female with red hair. After giving up on the chase I explored a bit, still Sejuani. There were several wild white wolves in a rocky area and I just stampeded past them, turning to strike them a few times to get them off of my tail. I eventually came to a sheer cliff with a wall on the left side, and the wall and floor had many wooden "supports" sticking out. There was something valuable on the other side but the cliff was extremely windy, threatening to blow anyone who tried to cross off of the edge. I dismounted whatever Sejuani's mount is and suddenly became myself again. I skittered along the edge of the wall, holding onto the supports, and managed to get to the other side very easily. I recovered the treasure and began to make my way back, but suddenly the wind picked up even more. It pushed me back towards the cliff and I almost fell, but managed to grab onto a wooden pole at the last moment. I tried pulling myself up with it, but it ripped out of the ground and flew behind me. Now crawling, I was avoiding enough of the wind to get back to the wall. However, the wind was so intense that it kept ripping out the supports as I tried to hold onto them, and I nearly fell several times. During this time, I was "talking" to someone who wasn't there, and they made some comment about the reason the surface was so slick was because it was "good rust" and "bad wood," which struck me as very odd. I was about halfway back when it finally threw me off of the edge and I fell while laying on my back. I heard someone else talking about this bottomless cliff going on for eternity and getting infinitely colder as you fell, so I braced myself for the death I was sure would come and I felt the air growing colder quickly. However, it only really affected my ears for some reason, and they still didn't really feel all that cold. I could see blurry trees begin to move up into my field of vision, and I quickly realized that I was going to hit the ground and not freeze. My last thoughts were "Goodbye world," and then as I thought of my loved ones, "I'm sorry." Rather clichéd and deep for a dream death. When I hit the ground, everything went black and my back felt warm and dull, almost cramped feeling. And then suddenly my eyes opened and I was laying in my bed, hot under my blankets and sweating a bit. It was two hours before my alarm was set, so I took notes and went back to sleep. Sadly, I don't recall any further dreams.
Apr 2 2014 - 2308 to 0630 10 min meditation to 2320. Then MILD. "I realize I am dreaming in many dreams tonight." (Actually, fell asleep). 0249 - Have to release balloons, fairly heavy, out a window. The balloons had been released in tens, etc, made of recycled(?) material and generally creeping me out. The floor of the platform is yielding and unstable, and I pitch towards the window-wall. I grab that side of the platform wall but that too is not stable. My friend Noah tries to adjust the platform for me so it isn't as tilted, even going so far as climbing on the wall ledge and adjusting things from the outside. The handle breaks off in the middle of his attempt, though, and we are left with no platform floor at all. I try to toss out the balloon anyway. It is feeble but somehow makes it out with the help of the god of wind(?). The god comes over later and converses with us. I describe my siblings/not-siblings (total four, two gold and two not, two girls and boys(?)). He realizes that I was the one who tried to throw the balloon and scoffs at my terrible attempt. Before: The street outside. I'm flying around at night, and giant/regular sized men grab at me. I'm looking for Kings Highway but I seem to have misplaced the street. Every time I head towards something that seems to be the st, it turns out to be a small side street that is just as shady and dangerous. Fragments: I have the policemen call for another ambulance, because the guy on the ground in front of me may or may not be hurt. He says that he had been called Peter(?) and was with a few other people. After the fact, I worry about whether I have to pay for the ambulance ride. 0545-Community (or was it HIMYM?) cookies are good but Noah keeps tricking me into thinking that they might have bugs in them :(
I was playing as Clementine from the Walking Dead 2. I was fighting off a zombie while some other girl tried to kill me. After I killed the girl, I was able to select which ending I wanted. I remember some being that Clementine would be infected, rescued by police, etc. This repeated a few times. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was in a dersert with Nathan and we were in an old house. We were leaving so I grabbed my AK and put it on my back. The jacket I had covered it when I put it on. I rode around in a bicycle and then saw Warner on my crotch rocket. I got on it and rode it to a subway. Some guy was giving a lesson about something. I asked him to repeat what he had said because I didn't hear him and some guy started talking shit so I set him straight. I was then working at McDonald's and Megan's BF, Megan, and some other girl were there. They had a shark with them and when they left they left the shark in the pool. It was a small shark and I was swimming with it. Suddenly, a ship appears and it docks. People start loading stuff on the ship saying something is gonna happen. We started fighting with some elemental slime things and I was yelling for the ship to take off. We left 2 people behind. The ship took off and then the water transformed into a roller coaster. When we finished the ride, we got off and started playing Skyrim. I was with Dorina and Cesar and a few other people playing Skyrim but instead of a computer, we were on a console. We were also playing multiplayer. In Skyrim, I was part of a group and we were walking in the snow. We found a chest and I grabbed everything and spirits started attacking us. We lost an important team member. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was driving with some chick and she was complaining about her headache. We were looking at a map of where to get headache pills and it said somewhere in India. We start driving over there, past a jungle and a few highway exits. We turn and suddenly she's on a motorcycle and I'm riding a couch. A cop is behind me and I have a toothbrush in my hand. I drop it and see it break. When the cop passes me I hear him say "That American just dropped his toothbrush" in Spanish. I was on high alert because I had my pistol and didn't know if it was legal to have it in the area I was in. I start speeding up on the couch and the speed makes me lose my grip. I start to slip but manage to catch myself. We make it to the mall and I park my bike inside. I check out the stores and then meet up with the girl in one of the stands where a lady makes wall statues out of granite. She's making the face of a wolf for some costumers. We talk and they ask us where we're from and I say Texas, assuming they don't know where New Mexico is. I walk away because the girl I'm with keeps talking to them and I get annoyed because we have better things to do. She sends me messages that say she's mad about something.
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