10.26.15 This was yesterday during afternoon sleep, before my nightshift. Last day of nightshifts, as today I'm starting day - afternoon shifts. I'm in Bulgaria, in a hotel by the sea. From the street it looks like rather small hotel, size of those in Miami beach. One side looks at the street, the other one on the ocean. It sits right on the sand. But the thing is, the sand is eroding and that make the building sit on a top of a 35 feet tall cliff made of beach sand. We are laying outside on towels when one of us starts to slide down. I grab him by the hand but when I see somebody else safely sliding down the steeply sloping cliff, we slide down too. We are trying to decide wather to move someplace else, ecause this might be dangerous. I look out the window and see a low tide. I go outside wanting to walk along the beach for a long distance, to look around. There are wet flat rocks where the water receded from and I'm looking at the distance to see if it's coming back soon. Someone points out a channel made in the rock that has water trickling in it, and that is the way water will return. The whole scene is beautiful, authentic, detailed, colorful. Now we are inside because it;s raining. It's dark outside. I hear 3 lound bangs as lightnig hits the top of the hotel which now is a huge tower, kinda like the Empire State Building. Someone jokes "3 bangs" referring to some scenes from horror movies. We say it was bound to happen, since it's the tallest building in the state and maybe of the hemisphere. I look outside and there is a bright ball shaped object moving out of site and back. I start yelling "ball lightning" and I get a tiny bit uneasy. others look too. Then I had this new version of "looking for a restroom" dream. I apparently had 3 buttplugs I had to take out. So I'm carrying a cheap plastic cup of oil with me, looking for a restroom. The cup is cracked and leaking and I'm holding my hand under it to catch the drips. But people are looking at me anyway. I come into a restaurant looking for a seat so I can do it in private, but I get frustrated thinking how is having a seat in the restaurant gonna help me? Its not the same as the seat in the restroom.
This dream was very vivid was kind of lucid when witch came. I was at my dream house. We were having fun, parts of my family was there. We were doing some construction. my brother was at the store getting some stuff we needed.I was standing on the back porch looking at the back ally. Then I saw some big things in the back ground coming down a mountain. There is not supposed to be a mountain there in the first place. I told every one to get in. My brother was the last one in when he came back but he went around to front. They were right behind him. There was a goat looking menitar that crawled on four legs and a floating witch. He got in and I shut the doors. There was three doors I shut at the back door where they were coming from. I locked like five dead bolts on the last one. the witch some how crawled under the door and tried to pull me out. But I dragged it to the TV. it was trying to do something to me the whole time as I dragged it crawling on my back with it on top. When I got to the TV I smashed its head into the TV. It was blood and gore and its head just felt like a rubber mask head when I was done with it. I wasn't able to convert this time again... But it died and I saw an image of a guy saying well at that point its hard to wear gloves. Or its hard to keep the gloves on. Basically saying at that point its hard to convert them at that point and you feel you have to use any means necessary. Well I hope the construction we did do still stayed intact. Lol wish me luck on facing that nightmare figure that keeps showing up at my dream house.
Updated 10-26-2015 at 08:24 AM by 61327
I was in a bus with mom. I bought an electric fan. It's connected to a power outlet in the bus. I thought it was stolen in the last bus stop. The bus moved ahead to the next nearby stop. I went down and waited for the guy I thought stole the fan. Turned out he was carrying a birdcage. Went back inside the bus. The conductor moved the fan. In my room at home. I was sleeping, or at least lying down. Mom was outside the windows and said something to the effect of me just sleeping when we have no more money. She went into my room to turn off the fan. I got annoyed because I was still resting. === Notes: - Earlier today, I got a message from sis hinting that she wants me to send mom money because she "forgot." - Fell asleep last night thinking about how nothing really matters.
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Dreams of work projects. Something to do with a bicycle?
This is the end of part of a longer dream. I am being chased by a large bear. I am trying to run as fast as I can but my limbs feel heavy and un-coordinated. I think perhaps it is the shoes I am wearing but I have no time to take them off. The bear is getting closer and closer... Before he gets to me I have the perception of what it is going to be like when he reaches me. But part of me still doesn't think that will happen. And then it does happen - the bear is upon me and I feel his claws sink through my back into my torso, I feel the pain. I don't lose consciousness straight away however as I thought I would, instead, I realise that I am going to remain conscious for a little while longer, and that in the most disturbing reality ever, experience myself being torn apart. I wake up then and realise that the experience is something that many consciousnesses experience throughout time and that as horrifying as it seems, it is also just an experience
So the only thing I remembered last night was I was walking through a forest, and suddenly became lucid out of nowhere. Being thankful of this fact, I got on the ground and started to stabilize the dream by feeling the grass and dirt, and sifting through the individual grains between my fingers. I also began talking to some dream characters. After I settled down, I thought what would be cool to try, so I attempted to create a tiny hill by visualizing the ground slowly moving up. After failing the attempt I sort of felt defeated and tried to do something else and tried to move a tiny stick on the ground using telekinesis, but I also failed at this as well. Getting frustrated with not being able to do anything I tried to start flying because I remembered as a kid being able to do so, but I was completely surprised when I discovered I could not fly anymore either. I started to feel ashamed at myself and that's when I noticed that the forest started to become darker and the trees started disappearing until I was in a dark void. I immediately began to fall through the void at a fast speed and I hit some kind of invisible ground in the void. I heard a voice that sounded like mine and it told me to stop trying to control the dream because I don't deserve to and I've made him angry by doing so. He said I was pathetic at trying and I'll never be given control. I then suddenly felt extreme panic and chaos and I heard screaming and I started to crouch down in a fetal position and started to cry as I felt more and more in desperation for whatever reason. I then woke up and felt like crap for the entire day.
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid My flatmate had a random burst of energy and offered if I wanted to go to the gym with him at 9:30pm. I ended up managing to get into bed around 11:30pm so my sleep wasn't that great. Interestingly though I decided to meditate before going to bed, and for the first time that I can remember, I actually felt myself falling asleep.. I think meditating in bed before I go to sleep might be good for me so I'll trial it again. I also had a whole bunch of WILD visions, where I could see the dream forming. It was pretty cool, it happened several times and each time it would dissipate (probably because of inexperience and because it was too early in the night). I woke up at 3am for a WBTB and decided I'd try meditating again. I did a mindfulness practice on my body, starting from the feet and working my way to the head until I held my whole body in awareness. Unfortunately I became too aware and lay in bed in a sort of borderline-sleep state from 3:30-6:00, bored as f*ck... I managed to recall two dreams (one from earlier in the night and another from 6:30-7:30). Dream 1 - Compliment More of a dream fragment, I was sitting in the lounge in my flat playing guitar and watching TV. No one was supposed to be home so I just decided to start singing. I love to sing but I REALLY suck lol, so I was just enjoying it . Then my flatmate Olly walks past and looks at me a bit surprised. I look up at him from the relaxed position I'm in as I sit on the couch. I don't seem to stop singing, I kind of keep going, trying to finish the verse I'm singing. It takes a few seconds and then he's like "Hey maybe your singing voice isn't as bad as you thought". Damn that felt nice hearing him say that ^_^ Dream 2 - Awesome dad I remember being with my dad and he was driving us away from my university. We were heading to the university that he worked at (he doesn't in RL). It's not as prestigious as my own university, its reputation is that some of the people are a bit dumb . We arrive and enter through a white archway front entrance and rolled into a small courtyard with parking all over the place. There's a narrow road with diagonal parking spaces but they're all filled up, we drive down there anyways hoping to find a space at the end. It feels so vivid it's unbelievable. Like I can remember lots of random details... The sky was bright blue, I remember the clothing that some people wore (kind of artsy looking students, upon looking at them I thought they had some kind of school uniform too). I can remember the main building and how the windows looked (far too hard to explain), and I remember peering outside of the window to my left and spotting some cute looking girls looking my way . I thought to myself that this university would have been cool to go to, the whole place felt alive. I was still in the car with my dad driving down that narrow road looking for a park, but we reached the end and nothing. He then starts backing up the car and just goes so fast, he's looking behind us as he drives and looks so comfortable driving. I think to myself how good at driving he must be, especially since the road was so narrow. It really blew my mind. I notice also how damn long the road seems to be, was it always this long? We've been reversing for ages. I know that the road wasn't this long when we first went down it (low level awareness but I didn't get lucid). We're finally out and he turns the car around. "How come you didn't send me to this university?" I ask "Because I worked too damn hard" he replies (or something along those lines). He wanted me to go to a good university, though in RL he had no influence on my choice ^_^. I have to go back to my university now, so we both step out of the car. The place around us is quite active, there's a lot of people walking around since it's the middle of the day at a university. I run around the car and give my dad a big hug, "Love you dad!" I say with a profound sense of affection. I felt like my dad was just awesome . I wasn't even the slightest bit embarrassed about all the people that were looking at us. I head to the front entrance of the university by myself so I can catch a taxi home. The end.
For some reason I can't remember any dreams from last night besides this lucid, not even a fragment. I didn't feel right, so I knew I was dreaming. I was in the living room and was losing it, so I stared at something until it became clearer. The dream was very vivid. It was either early morning or evening, as it was almost dark outside. I looked out the window and it was a winter wonderland, with snow piled like 5 feet high. I tried to summon someone, first by yelling her name 3-4 times. Nothing. Then I remembered the hand behind back technique, so I reached my hand behind me and said, "___, take my hand!" and brought my hand around, but there was no one there. Frustrated, I gave up and went outside. It was quite beautiful out with all the snow. I was going to try my lucid task of going to a roller boogie but woke up in a false awakening and tried to write down my dream.
After quite a while of not remembering dreams I remembered this morning. I remember being in a room and thinking that something was due. I remember coming down a mountain. And I remember kinda hearing music with visuals of arrows going up. The atmosphere of the dream was kinda depressing or gloomy. I think I was fairly lucid this morning and stayed with the dream for quite a while. I got to sleep in. Yay...
I get nervous about losing my DJ, so I keep it in more than one place. I'd also like to consolidate it and get all of the rest of it onto here for easier searching and tagging. Feb. 16, 2003: I had some dreams I really don't remember, except that they weren't nightmares. Then I had dreams about woods, but they were nice dreams. Then I had a dream about a puppy. It was sort of scary but the end was happy, so it doesn't qualify a nightmare. Then I had a sort of semi, psuedo-nightmare, but the puppy was still involved... hmm... oh well. In my dream I was walking through the woods. They were more like deciduous woods, though. Not sure if they were Florida woods at all. I encountered a tall man with light brown hair. I can't remember what color his eyes were, or if they had a color. All I remember is saying "I remember you" and asking him his name. He wouldn't tell me his name Then there was the dream about the puppy, I don't remember much except that the puppy was going through a temple to save some people, and in the end the puppy managed to save them. It was smallish, sort of like a terrier, with silvery black fur, only it had floppy ears. It was a VERY cute puppy, though. Then I had a dream I was in a car with J__ following another car through some sort of theme park, and his brakes gave out. Somehow, though, we made it through that alive, mostly because the guy in front of us used the back end of his own car to slow us down (everything was mostly downhill so we would have kept gaining speed). The guy was NOT pleased that he had to total his car, but... hey... we didn't die.
So much music references I'm in a university with a friend. We have to take shelter in the gym, as there is a risk of flood or hurricane, I'm not sure which one. The light is muted and grey, there is big windows all around the building* and we're sitting on long plastic benches. I'm cold, probably because I'm only wearing a tank top and jeans, without shoes or socks. The crowd's conversation is a white noise, my friend is checking her phone but the service is spotty, probably because of the storm. I can hear wind, which make me feel even colder. I get glimpse of a dark haired man, on a screen**. Another man, with long, white-blond hair, come and sit next to me, wrapping his arm around me to warm me up. He feels familiar***, and I'm more that happy to snuggle against him. He doesn't seem to mind my cold hands and keep me close, with a knowing smile. *I sort of feel like this isn't a good idea to take shelter next to big windows in case of hurricane but why not... ** Eli told me that he "peeked" in my dream, but he thought that I didn't look like I needed him. ***It's the same man that in my Barely not Safe for Work dream. He is more friendly here. Or less, depending on your point of view
Morning of October 20, 2015. Tuesday. I and my wife Zsuzsanna, and our children, must be living in the 1600s. I assume this because we are living in an unknown region where there are eventually a lot of dodo birds walking about. The building we live in seems vaguely like the Duffy Street apartment, though. My father (deceased February 14, 1979) is alive again and appearing as he was perhaps in the early 1960s. At one point, I have a wall-to-wall array of comic book stacks (they all look new), though each stack being only about six or seven issues high at the most. I eventually realize that this would make it difficult for my father to walk through the room (from a room on the other side of where I am), so I gather them all up into one higher pile, being only vaguely concerned about the numerical (issue number) order at this point. The main concept is impersonal and relates to some sort of mountain-like structure, an isolated ridge which is much longer than its width, so much so, it seems there is a potential of it falling over at one point, and much of it contains small caves and a network of tunnels. It is apparently full of various kinds of fossils as well as living dinosaurs. There is a scene where a small duck-billed dinosaur (Hadrosaurid) comes out of a cave and bites lightly at my hand (though I do not feel threatened). There is another scene when I am watching the dodo birds where I also see a supposedly extinct animal that looks somewhat like a cross between a wombat and a guinea pig. I inform a group of scientists (dressed as if in the early 1800s rather than 1600s) I seem to be informally working with that the mountain will likely fall over if they try to elevate it. Regardless, they somehow attempt to elevate the very large feature to possibly see the contents of underground caves. The whole feature somehow tips over once in midair and becomes upside-down before aligning back to ground level. At least one brontosaurus inside one of the many caves is seen falling over during this event. I also hear numerous pieces of bones and fossils falling about. Later, I am standing with my wife Zsuzsanna in a large oblong hot air balloon, which is what they had earlier used in part to elevate the mountain. The oblong basket is large enough for a whole crowd of about twenty people, at least. We are at one end and the rest of the people, including scientists, are at the sides. It seems to be a beautiful night, and we are looking out over London as it was a few centuries ago. Over time, looking at the beautiful nighttime sky, a few light clouds here and there, we notice unusual bright white lights streaming slowly downward in a few different locations. These turn out to be small meteors (which are unrealistic, as real meteors would move much faster). They sometimes even arc in a different direction before hitting the ground. With great visual clarity, I watch some of them hit various parts of the streets, leaving a large hole and cracking the ground a fair distance. There are also a few fiery explosions, which are very enjoyable to see. In the far distance, a much larger meteor seems to destroy an entire area when it hits. Eventually, there is a vague concern that a meteor may come to near where we are, but that does not seem very likely. It does not seem to be the “end of the world”, just the end of London in the distant past. Throughout much of this dream, I felt very cheerful and happy.
Notes: - After having my last dream on 10/9 by diving in DEILD-style after a natural awakening around 7am, I figured I should try it again! Since then, I've been much more aware of my natural awakenings, and this dream was a result of doing the same dive-in technique as before. - This dream was one of the most memorable and vivid I've had in recent times; I kept remembering more and more, and never before have I had this much content in a single dream. [Plot 1 begins]: The Music Production club is huge, and lots of people are in it; we've got a lot of really skilled and interested people, and I'm president. It’s the second day, and we’re playing music we like. Lots of trap, house, etc., and I was ready to hit them with some music I actually made, but we ran out of time, so I said “Alright guys! It was great getting to hear what you guys like to listen to; sorry we didn’t have time for introductions. We’ll be doing those next week!” And then I saw my history teacher in the front row, and I asked him what he was doing there, and he told me about how teachers have to observe one club every month. At this moment, I flashed back to a very false memory of him observing 9th grade production club, and he was grading something. I asked him what he was grading, and it was my "letter exam". I’d failed (and been given a 1 out of 6) because I started off by calling it "a text message to a friend", and it went downhill from there. [Change time; same setting]: At this time, I also ran the “String Club” or something along those lines. Essentially, it’s about modeling, both digitally and in reality. There were a lot of good submissions, like one of my friends showed his classic graphical fighting robots. Some kid comes in with a video of some guy saying “F you”, which was actually part of a series of stupid videos, all of this white, black-haired clay man saying stupid things. I really wanted to cut him off, but I didn't. [Plot 1 ends, plot 2 begins; change setting]: I had to drive from the store to home by myself. I’d gotten all the groceries in one massive bag, and put them in the back of the car. However, I made a couple of wrong turns because I was going too fast on these treacherous downhill roads (that were like brick roads). Mom had to drive in and come get me out. [Change setting]: I drove down to the cathedral (pretty much on the commons) and checked it out a little bit. Someone I know comes in riding his heelies and leaps into a corner room for some kind of engineering presentation. My ex-Bio teacher was trying to do a magic trick, and she really screwed it up. “Do you have the cards that match this card?” and she puts down the ace of diamonds. “Yes, I have four of them” and I show her my hand. One of my cards (8 of clubs) was from the wrong deck (this deck was black and gold; the 8 was from a blue bicycle deck). Then she had to start over (I just turned in my cards and left). There was some nearly-bald woman leading a bunch of young spear men into battle somewhere, as apparently the town was under attack. It was no big deal. She respawned with her people a few minutes later. [Plot 2 ends, plot 3 begins; change setting]: I was outside of someone’s house (mine?) and grandma (fat, long-haired version of a chem teacher) was doing stuff with her will, and wanted to change the house. The patio looked like “the white house” and there was a sunken pit (much like a stage pit for an orchestra) in front of it, with lawn chairs, etc. [Change setting]: I was walking on the highway (outside of my house?) and this guy was holding my hand and not letting go. I didn’t know this guy and I did not like him, so I took out my driver’s license to prove my authenticity . I looked up on the hill, and there were a bunch of massive, sunken in cups in some order in the hills; I connected these with my house for some reason… I think my house might have been up there. [The dream fragments...]
*I had great increase in dream recall because I abstained from drinking or smoking just before bed. I've also been watching a lot of LOST and Heroes on Netflix so there are some parallels* Dream #1 Dream #2 I was in this apartment complex with Dr. Mohinder Sharesh (heroes). We were running from these men in black who wanted to capture me and study me for my abilities of teleportation, telekinesis and time travel. My brother, who also can time travel, was already a couple years into the future, and he and I were communicating with this magical paper that I could write on and my brother years in the future could read it, and vice versa. He had told me that there had been a terrible virus spread throughout the world and many people were dead. Dr. Sharesh and I began working on an antidote immediately to prepare for this disaster. I began collecting samples and test tubes from this fridge like container for chemicals. I had told him that we need to work fast to prepare. Just then I looked outside to three floors below, men in black were at that moment getting out of their cars. I closed both doors leading to the room we were in from the hallway outside so that we had a bit more time before the men in black had apprehended us. The next few moments played out like a movie...the men in black busted through the door leading to our floor, guns drawn and ready to shoot at any moment. I close my eyes tight just as the break down the doors to our room. The men found only Dr. Sheresh alone in the room as I had time traveled. *Camera pans to the magical paper with my writing saying "I'm coming to you" and my brother's response, "What?"* The next thing I know I am in the same building, same floor, and I am in the hallway. The carpet was pulled up from the floor, and the walls beginning to crumble apart. I look around and realize that I had traveled years into the future. Just then, my brother comes running around the hall, with a big smile on his face, happy to see me. He takes my hands and says how happy he is to see me. He had a katana strapped to his back. He takes me into the same room I was in from the past, he sits on a couch, his back to the window. I look at him as we talk, and then I look past him to see the destruction of the city skyline. Towers and buildings were destroyed, reduced to nothing but shells of a once great society. I asked my brother if our parents had survived, his eyes welled up as he shook his head and began to cry. My brother then asked me what time I had come from, I looked him in the eye and said, "I think I came from the time when this all started, I think I came from where it began." I remember being in some sort of school that was holding a big conference or event. There were a lot of people. I remember being somewhat lucid as I mocked certain situations while still adhering to the dream plot. I was in this large girls' bathroom, remembering that I could do pretty much anything, I challenged every other girl in there to fight me. They kind of looked at me weird and didn't do anything at first. I had said something to the effect of "What, you bitches afraid you all can't take me? Come on! I'll let you all at me at once." That peaked their interest as they all started to attack me. Fighting all of them at once was easy. I blocked every kick and punch with ease, landing blows to them as I did. They quickly surrendered and I left the bathroom. I saw floods of people rushing in every hallway. The dream shifts and I am now looking out onto Lake Michigan witnessing one of the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen. There are people playing in the lake as the golden orb of our star slowly lowered itself upon the water, a perfect reflection on the surface. I sat watching with school friends, old and new, in these bleacher style seats, almost like an amphitheater. I sat with a friend of mine to my left, a cute girl that I have come to sort of develop a crush on. Next to her on her left sits one of my old friends from high school. I was peaceful, taking in the beautiful scene before me. Then, the cute girl next to me rests her head on my shoulder, and I instinctively put my arm around her waist. The cute girl was also holding the hand of the girl next to her which was my high school friend, but being polyamorous, I wasn't hurt or angry at that situation. Then I had realized something, I had been in another dream just before that, a different dimension with a dire fate. I hopped up and began putting some pieces together. I said to the cute girl "Are you my constant? Are you here to simply comfort me and distract me from my task, so that I may stay in this world and forget the world before?" The girl just hung her head and looked at her feet. I sat right in front of her, put my face next to hers so I could whisper in her ear, "Are you my constant?" to which she said "I can't say". I just nodded my head thinking 'I knew it'. Then I asked, "do you like me, do you love me?" She didn't respond. I just got up, said I was getting lunch and left the scene. I was back at the music building of my school, practicing my saxophone, and actually playing a scale I had been working on IRL. It was then that I remembered I was getting food. I woke up
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