I’m in a long closet like mom’s going through clothes. I come across a Wal-Mart bag with the broken pieces of the sand-dollar mom gave me, except it looks like a smooth, jagged gem/rock piece. I hide it in the back corner, but then realize mom might come across it, so I take it back out and put it in the drawer of something like my nightstand. There’s a brown box in front of me, and there are two yellow bags of chicken in it, as well as a few loose pieces. I pick up one, and it’s kind of soft and raw in the middle. Mom comes over to the doorway to the closet. We talk a bit about the clothes; I can’t remember the exact conversation. There’s a pink shirt and as I held up a pair of pink pants, I think they might match, so I hold them together and ask. Even as she says no, I can tell that they’re different shades of pink. Then there was something about mom trying to get me to remember what the chicken was from. It had the feel of me having done something but trying to repress it. I said that “It was too long ago for me to remember”, but she insisted that, “It really wasn’t that long ago.” I have a kind of flashback story narrative sequence: -Kaneki from Tokyo Ghoul is eating alone on a chair, a clerk standing at the counter in front of him -Taking a group of friends to a host-club type place, the one nearest to my outsider POV being Hide. -Walking into a room where there are three girls(?) very similar in appearance. He asks ‘which one it is’. He’s supposed to be tutoring them. The middle girl steps forward, she’s shorter than the others. It’s Hinami. She says ‘me’ and introduces herself as Velma. (It was only after I woke up that I realized that one of them was probably Touka, the other may have been a copy or Ayato. And that ‘Velma’ was actually Hinami.) Inspirations: I haven’t thought about it in a while, but mom gave me a sand-dollar she got a long time ago from a friend. It broke during a move and I’ve felt guilty about it ever since. I’ve been reading a lot of the Tokyo Ghoul manga lately. The chicken might have come from me thinking about the piece of chicken I’m thawing in the fridge?
I've never really done anything like this before although I've always wanted to... Last night my dreaming began normal but quickly changed. Over the years I've noticed a pattern that whenever I have a nightmare about something its usually a situation in which I'm trapped and can't escape. So last night was no different. My dream began with me sitting in class and the cruel irony of it all is that I stopped going to school years ago...but I guess no matter how much I avoid it my brain knows I secretly would love to go back if it werent for dealing with people....anyway...I was in class and I felt this sense of unease. The teacher was speaking but it was just drivel in a low tone. There was a distinct clock ticking sound and I think people around me? Anyways as soon as I decided I couldnt handle it anymore and tried to get up and leave the ground caved under my feet! I fell into a long flat hallway and at the end there was a teacher shouting at me. At this point I realized I was dreaming but that didnt really help. If anything the idea that it was all a dream and that I didnt know how to wake up made me feel even more trapped. The hallways got smaller and smaller and turned to this odd dark blue shade. The whole time I was running my body started to feel tired and stressed and I could still hear yelling in the background. I came to a door at the end of the hall that opened to a precipitous drop and was faced with a stupid decision. Then I woke up? Oddly enough I was just angry when I woke up. Mostly frustrated at the dream itself. I drank a can of mountain dew voltage (I know it was the morning and that was gross) and then went back to sleep where I went on to dream that I was swimming in yellow rice...which was pleasant, but not pleasant enough to make me feel any better about school. Ugh.
Two nights ago - watching a programme where a guy had just been made younger - he was screaming and shouting in a really terrifying way. Some work related stuff about not making enough money and a wifie coming in to buy socks. Last night - absolutely nothing! I have another six days of this.......
Just gonna put the whole thing in a spoiler tag. This dream doesn't strike any personal issues with me, but some people might find it inappropriate. Proceed at your own risk. Spoiler for not for the faint of heart: So there is some kind of Sex Ed class being taught in my front yard, and there is a thick fog all around. I can remember there being a blackboard in the yard. The class is taught by (and I am not just trying to be entertaining here, I actually dreamed this) A giant talking condom. That's right. I recall a giant condom package floating down out of the fog. The condom slipped out of the side. It stood on the open end, and the head literally had a face formed from wrinkles in the plastic. Looking back the face actually looked rather frightening. I wonder why I wasn't frightened by it in the dream. So this... monstrosity begins the sex ed class. It draws some... well let's just say some descriptive pictures on the blackboard, and starts talking about them. I take note of who else is in the class. I remember seeing my old high school crush, my friend S and a couple other random people. There are seven or eight of us, total. The condom continues on with the lesson. He keeps making all of these inappropriate innuendos about me and my crush who are both acting very embarrassed. I think there was another couple who he was poking fun at too. Eventually the boy and girl in the other couple get sick of it and tell him to stop being so perverted. The condom says that this is part of the lesson. That people need to stop thinking sex is some kind of taboo. Sex is a part of life, and we should all embrace that. You know he's got a point there. ... The condom is now talking about other aspects of healthy life. He tells me to come up and gives me a lit cigarette and tells me to try it so he can make a point about not smoking. I tell him no. He tells me he will fail me if I don't try it. I put it in my mouth and take a deep breath. Just like that, my lungs froze up and I felt like I couldn't breathe at all. I began spewing a cloud of thick smoke from my mouth and fell down. I was struggling to breathe, and as I blacked out, I woke up.
Morning of September 12, 2014. Friday. I am seemingly disembodied and hovering over an unusual scene of a mostly featureless landscape, perhaps about twenty feet up. Downward and to my left is a wide and winding river. Down and to my right is a black male of about thirty or less and seated on the mostly sandy ground. He seems very cheerful in watching the river’s flow. After a short time, I notice that the water takes on an unusual property, as if it is “more than water”. It almost seems to be a living consciousness on at least the surface of the river as if certain water droplets form one mirror-like and darker material that is “faster” and more “solid” (but still liquid) in a molecular sense. In a sense, it is as if I am seeing “compressed time”, that is, what the river’s surface looks like in totality over about ten minutes or so as perceived in a moment. The time I am in is normal, but the river has pockets of “compressed time” on its surface and also seems “alive” somehow (but in a higher sense that is “more than alive”), like a superior entity.
1. I was inside of some school, it seemed to be my old middle school. I had been sitting in the cafeteria at lunch with my friends. All of the lights in the cafeteria were off oddly enough. As I was talking to my friends, suddenly a random guy that I had been acquaintances with since 8th grade came over(His name is Max. I got up out of my seat to go do something, and as I did, Max sat down in my seat. I looked at him and told him to get out of my seat. He told me, "You didn't call seat check, so no." I replied, "Get out of my seat or I will clock you in the face." With that, Max got out of my seat. Satisfied, I continued on out of the school to do what I needed to do. Once I got outside I found myself at the bus ramps. It was filled with many buses. I looked for my bus, and when I finally found it, I noticed that there was no one driving it. I got into the driver seat and drove the bus around the corner, and then returned it back to its spot, just to see what driving a bus feels like. As I came back around and parked the bus, I got out of the drivers seat and sat down in one of the passenger seats and waited on our bus driver to arrive. The bus was practically empty. As I noticed that fact, a girl I knew from school, Maggie, came climbing into the bus from one of the windows. Along with her, another girl, Heather came in the bus from the bus doors. I just continued waiting in my seat, and I told the two girls what was going on. Heather decided to ignore everything that I had just said and then sat down in the driver seat and started driving. "What are you doing?!? Are you out of your mind!?" I told her. She still ignored me, now she started driving out of the bus ramp and onto a freeway. I became a little frightened because she sucked at driving. I tried staying chill in my seat, as there was not much I could do now. The thought of jumping out of one of the emergency exit windows crossed my mind. I opened the window and stuck my head out. The bus was going way too fast, and on top of that we were on the freeway so I would probably die. I put my head back inside of the window and closed it. There was nothing left to do except for to try persuading Heather to slow the F*** down. I told Heather to slow down, but when I told her this she got angry for some reason. She then drove onto the opposite side of the freeway, and we were now driving towards oncoming traffic. At this point I got an adrenaline rush and started reconsidering jumping out. After driving in the oncoming lane for a few minutes, and dodging all of the cars around us, Heather drove down onto an off ramp. Now we were at least going in the right direction. She continued and drove us back to the bus ramp and parked us in our spot. We all sat in the bus for a few minutes, shocked at what had just happened. Suddenly, to the left of me in my seat I saw Madi, another girl from school. We started talking to each other. Somehow we got onto the topic of this app called "Hot or Not" and I started playing the app while she watched me. At one point during the app I came across a another girl I knew from school, Ashley. On her profile, she had a few pictures of herself, but the majority of her pictures were just pictures of her pussy. Me and Madi both agreed on how gross this was. To be a little more specific, in the pictures of Ashely's pussy, she had painted the entire area on it and around it all blue. In the other pictures of her genitals she had painted it other colors such as green and red with white accents on it. I looked at the pictures of Ashley herself, and she looked way different from what she does in real life. As I continued talking to Madi, I suddenly started hearing weird music in my dream. I assumed that somebody outside of the bus was playing music, so I ignored it really. However, the music started getting louder gradually and eventually it got so loud that I woke up. When I woke up I realized that it was my "Smart Alarm" that the music was coming from. I had just missed a great opportunity for an EILD, but then again, I haven't tried EILDing for a few months, so I wasn't really expecting it to say the least. So to anyone who reads my Entries, first off, thank you for reading them, it means alot to me. I just wanted to let you know that I will start DJing daily everyday now, and I will do my best to get back to where I was before(which shouldn't take long). On another note, I just got my wisdom teeth removed, so last night I had to take some really strong pain medicine and the pain medicine that I took almost completely shuts off REM sleep except for the periods of REM in the late morning. Looking forward to getting off of this medicine.
i drempt i was at some fair and i bought 4 acid tabs again. also my dad offered to smoke a joint with me but idk what happened to that plan cause i dont think it happened. in the dream i was having a gay encounter with colin. his dick was like the same as mine. later in the dream we were at a fire drill. at the fire drill we had to avacuate the fire drill itself. at that point i left wit hsome chick cause we were trying to win a contest.r
12.09.2014Burning to awakening with the Sacred Fire (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This dream started at a small city. I believe it was fall because the trees were getting ready for winter, but they help tons of leaves still, but these were falling off and the ground was full of them. I could notice some snow from earlier storms as well. It was night and it was a bit cold. We were walking to some place uphill because we were going to meet with some shaman or something. Apparently, there was a sacred pace in a mountain that had some holy wood that needed to be burned for prosperity of this city. I was worried because I knew that the sacred wood was gone, for some reason someone took it away. I neither knew how would I carry the fire. As we were going for a long walk to this place, my wife complained of all the uphills and downhills we had to go through. A couple of times we had to stop and ask some cops for directions until we found a wooden house up a hill. We met with the shaman and he told me that I had healing hands and pure energy (I am a healer and psychic medium in real life) and that I could hold the flame of sacred fire with my very hands. I was a bit concerned, being fire and all, but I trusted him. I held the sacred fire and started to walk to the other mountain to place it in some altar. I felt my hands started to warm up too much and I felt they started to burn. I actually woke up in a lot of pain on the palms of my hand. My hands are extremely sensitive, they are always very warm even on a cold day and I felt literally my hands burning. I was in a big pain actually and I ran to the bathroom to put my hands under cold water. It took a good 2-3 minutes to cool down my hands (and this was real, I did various RCs.) Even after that, I felt my hands warmer than normal and I still do.
12.09.2014Brain out of sync, aging twice and four day-surgery (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Nightmares are extremely odd and uncommon for me, and I am always lucid. And no ~Dreamer~ I am not afraid of doctors or anything like that!! Was just a random nightmare, hehehe. It seems I was not feeling well and I was taken to the local hospital for a complete checkup, but I was taking in a plane, during this time, the dream was in third person while the plane took off and I was taken to the hospital. For some reason, they gave me a shot with anesthesia and the dream faded until a few seconds later, now in first person, I was getting out of the plane, landing after the checkup. I noticed that there was another plane, a bigger plane that had a lot of medical emergency stuff: Ignore the people, there were medical things, but the plane was thick like this one. My wife was very sad and apparently, I was told that I aged twice as fast as other people and that I would need to have robotic joints everywhere and needed surgery asap. It was going to be a surgery that would last four days. My mom was also there and she was upset with me (like I was to be blamed) and she told me, "I cannot get why you left brain has to be so much out of sync from your right brain." (what the #$#$% means that... LOL.) It seems that they were saying goodbye to me and they were hiding more stuff. I told my mom, "Come on, what is really going on. I am an empath, you know it, I know more is going on." And she replied me with, "Empath or not, after this you wont be able to even talk, so who care..." After that, I woke up scared.
Thursday,11th Sepetmeber 2014 Moon: 89% illuminated Waning Gibbous in Arries Tarot Card of the Day: 4 of Wands Mayan Calender: Yellow Self - Existing Warrior Tecnique: MILD Mantra: "I am dreaming" A blonde hair blue eyed girl with a slightly plump build leads me into the female toilets. She's my friends ex-girlfriend, and I feel slightly guilty about our promiscuous intent, although the testosterone gets the better of me. She darts off into one of the cubicles telling me she needs to "prepare herself" I stand in the brightly lit bathroom,and infront of me lie many white shiny basins sunk in a garnet red marble countertop. A rectangular mirror streched just above the basins toward the door. It seems as though a jolt of spontaneous lucidity emerged within me, but i figure it was probably because I had a look at myself in the mirror and noticed some discrepancies. I started to complete an arbitrary stabilization technique ream character that a DC taught me in a previous dream( possible false dream memory)involving putting a pen in your right hand then touching it onto my brow. I couldn't tell if the dreamscape vivified or not, leaving me with the notion that it was unsuccessful. Either way, the dream was vivid enough to complete the task of the month, and with black pen in my hand to use as a wand i expected it to be a breeze. "Expecto Patronus"I stated out aloud while looking at my reflection in the mirror. Silence followed. "EXPECTO PATRONUS!"I exclaimed. Still nothing. I repeated this a few times without any results.nada.zilch. I looked at the pen in my hand and it seemed to have swollen slightly, thats about it. I figured i needed a wand for this to work, and looked under the red countertop, expecting to find it. The cupboards which lie underneath of it was completely empty. Then a weird sensation of dissociation happened with my arm and it seemed as though it had a mind of its own. I must have lost lucidity after that,as i cannot recall the rest. Ah well, guess my SubC wasn't working with me lastnight.
Dream - Lucid I woke up in a bed, though looking back, it was unfamiliar. It was supposed to be at the house I grew up in. I got up to get a shower. I looked at a clock, and one said it was 9:__am (can't remember the minutes). I then looked at another clock and it said 10:___am. I was confused. I then knew what happened: The clocks had sprang forward, which I had thought that the clocks had just changed a couple of months before, and I had gone back in time. I wasn't sure what made me realize I had gone back in time, but I just knew I had; something was off. Something about my younger brother needing a shower first for some reason. My mom and him were both there. He was much younger, probably 11 or so. I then saw an orange tabby cat somewhere. He had actually appeared before in the dream, but I can't recall when. He had a hurt front leg. I wanted to help him, but I didn't want to injure him further. I went somewhere else and saw my dad. My dad said something about the cat. I told my dad that I didn't know what to do since you aren't supposed to move an injured animal. He agreed with me that that was correct. ~ Only got a few hours of sleep last night. Super early morning this morning for work. Really looking forward to sleeping in this weekend! I need it!
Major redecorating plans + family commitments will probably affect my dream efforts for a while and it certainly did last night. 6.00 Just a fragment. I'm on the platform of a railway station. I see a dead puppy lying on the ground. Suddenly, there's another one alongside it and it looks threatening. It runs towards me and nips me. Then I see another puppy appear and I run away...I'm embarrassed to admit that felt scared...
I was having a regular dream about something I don't remember. (The only thing i recall is playing baseball with Dcs and trying to eat blueberries.)Than suddenly I appeared on my bed and thought I woke up. But than something invisible pulled me and I thought it was something bad so I started praying but than noticed it was a dream. I started to feel the invisible thing to see what it was and it felt like a average size person who was a bit taller than me. I got off the bed and pushed it and asked who it was. I started to interrogate the dc a bit. Unfortunately when I turned I saw another invisible person. He was starting to become more visible and looked like a white haired guy from a old war or something. I screamed and put the other Dc in front of me than ran past the dc. Out of no where the living room became like a war zone. There was a specific Dc trying to shoot me down. He almost got me but my allies helped me out. Soon enough the war was over and we won. I went to the kitchen to check on two Dcs who were doing something than woke up. In my next dream I recall flying around and running past stores trying to get away from a DC. Weirdly enough at the end of it there was plastic in my mouth and I tried putting it back in than woke up.
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