I don't remember my dream
6/4/16 Dream 1: I was studying this small model of a huge chinese temple/castle thing, it was extremely intricate and quite fascinating to look at. I saw that it was in the pantry, and I realised that it had come with some lollies and chocolates. These were all gone, however, so I stormed over to my brother and asked him if he had eaten them all. He said he had, and I got a bit mad at him. Dream 2: I was at home after graduating from high school. My dad came in my room the day after and handed me a whole stack of pink flyers. He said they were related to the graduation so I picked one up and read it. It had a few photos of the graduation ceremony on it, but also it had a checklist about a dream contest. Intrigued, I looked at it and saw there were two streams, beginner and advanced. One was to recall at least 1 dream for 7 days in a row, the other was to have a dream about a particular place for 10 days in a row an on the last day or earlier get lucid. Dream 3: I was on a train in a fancy carriage where a few friends and I were invited to the breakup party of Slice the Cake. I walked up to one of the members of the band and it turned out he was actually someone from the year below me in high school. He talked to me for a bit and then another member called for silence and then gave a speech. Dream 4: I was playing Skyrim, somehow though I was out the back of my house carrying around an enchanted dragonbone sword which I had just got. I then was inside the game proper and looked around. I saw a long sloping hill to the right of me where I thought I needed to go, so I walked up there. About two thirds of the way up I saw a stone altar and a few guys around there. I charged in full of zeal and sliced them to bits, all under the watchful gaze of a giant who happened to be right near me. I sheathed my sword and looked around at the altar and the giant, then looked at the sky and saw these purple clouds moving across with sunbeams and crepuscular rays everywhere. It was quite beautiful. Dream 5: I was studying a map of some kind, where there was a small waterfront village. One house had a pier going off into the semi frozen river, whereas the other house's pier was sunken, however it had a giant fishing net dipped into the river to catch fish. Dream 6: I created a pasta dish for the Queen, who turned out to really enjoy it and call it 'the Italian dish'. I was then hired as a cook for the queen, which was thrilling. Dream 7: I met up with some old friends who are now all at different universities. One of them was at Monash and said it really overrated and there was no support there. Another said that all of the old universities were on the way down and newer ones like Swinburne and Deakin were soon going to rival the best American universities. Dream 8: I was driving through the city with my brother and dad. We were planning some sort of heist and buying all of these plastic bag like things. WE ended up at a very tall building and my dad unveiled the plan. We were going to eat our way through all 17 storeys and then fly out from the top using the plastic things as capes. He went first, keeping just ahead of the guards as he made it to the top. I think for some reason though he didn't jump out, maybe he ran out of plastic bags, so he got escorted back down to try again. I think I tried to do it as well but I don't know how I went. Dream 9: I was on a train I believe and I approached a guy and asked him if he wanted to buy a house. I had $2 million dollars and I needed $4 million for house, or something like that. He seemed a it skeptical, but as he had the required money I told him I would cover part of the cost if he let me stay were he had been renting previously. After some deliberation he agreed, happy to live in his own home, so we settled on he agreement. Later I went to where he previously was, and saw it was basically a large shed with another guy in there. He had guns and flags on the walls and was on a motorised scooter. I was starting to regret my decision but the guy said everything was fine and the roommate looked scary but was really fine. Dream 10: I was playing Skyrim, my brother came up to me and was complaining about how I was in Morthal instead of Markarth, whingeing about how it wasn't even a real city and stuff like that.
I was on a roadside with someone. It was deep within a forest. I thought that I'm hungry and that next passing truck should have some food. A truck appeared quickly and with the other person we jumped on top of it. The driver was heading towards nearby city, we were talking with him on our way. The other passenger, which I can't quite recall have taken a laptop out of the truck trailer and thought about taking one of these, buying it before it reached destination. I looked at the screen and saw that it traces it's position, so he'd have to get to a shop anyway. We reached the town. I checked how many money I have on my bank account, and it showed over nine millions. I still thought that I'm poor and can't afford anything though.
D1 - Trying to make some financial transactions but have to cross stepping stones round the side of a dark lake to get to bank Oo D2 - Again on a lake, a father is dressed in a crown and a dress, he is swimming just off a little island, with a house on it. His daughter is talking to him. Ok? D3- At work new people are being shown around, I follow them through corridors, past water coolers and potted plants. D4 -Looking after a new class, will they do as I say? or will there be a mutiny? it's a close call. but all goes ok despite my nerves being on edge. D5 - Repeating dream List of classes in a book. I'm being asked if I have signed up for a xmas performance number. I have to choose and practise as the last minute, as per usual.
Preface: Bed around 11:30 pm. Went to yoga, was exhausted and my body was/still is aching. I notice on the days that I am super tired, I don't recall my dreams very well at all. And...many activities deter dream recall, I am noticing.... FRAGMENT I was working on something with a group of people. It was harmonious, no turbulence. And it was actually a first person dream. That's all I can recall.
Preface: A lot of family happenings. One of them particularly disturbing. I'll comment at another time, but I am very worried about my niece. As a result, I probably only slept a couple of hours. I was inside my mind all night. A long time ago, I had a dream of a lady in a red cloak. She was most definitely a "she", even though her her face and body was that of a skeleton. I went to sleep with the idea that I wanted to find and talk to this spirit lady. I wanted to ask her so many questions- who she was, where she came from , etc. DR 1 A curtain of black, and the cloaked lady came to me. I was so stunned that I couldn't ask her anything. Lucid for only a moment, I could feel her presence next to me. Then it was gone. She was gone and I floated into another dream that I do not recall.
I dreamed I was at a school trying to find a way to reach the inside, all the doors were gated. I came up on this group of people trying to smuggle weapons inside the school. After i told them I would not help them, they started shooting. They shot at me, they shot at the building, they shot cars, and just went nuts shooting in the air. Everyone ran out of the school and thats when I woke up.
Meesha kept up both me & my husband all night! So I don't remember even having a dream. I'm exhausted. So when she woke me up at 5am today I decided to feed her & play w/ her. I think she just needed some extra Meesha time.... Since we got her just around 3 wks ago she hasn't initiated the play, it was always us & now she's initiating the playing herself which is a good thing. I feel a lot better that she now feels part of our family.. So thankful we rescued her from the Humane Society. And I guess we also lucked out & got an actual purebread Maine Coon for such a low price. Anyway, I digress. I will attempt a nap today & hopefully I'll get a LD & successfully complete another challenge for the TOTM.
There is some girl that I feel like she has been cursed, it's just she's just saying random stuff to me and I'm just like "Go away". It seemed like I was at my old father's house at the time but Iy changed. It was pouring with rain outside. The room exapded there was a big freezer in the middle of it, a bunch of wreslers where by it, I thought hell was going to break loose but it doesn't, there was just anger in there faces. Anyhow I woke up and performed a WBTB then went back to sleep with the intention to lucid dream. I was finding myself playing a game of zombies( I was actually in the game) it was so awesome, I had the Raygun and MG42, as I'm watching the other people take on the zombies he gets in the air and stays in there and I want to be able to do that, next thing I know my gun randomly stays in the air, I jump on it but still won't put me enough in the air. So I get down. The room was very small, very old, grey bricks. We start shooting again but then next minute it says 3 times revive ( when no one needs to be revived ) and so we still keep shooting. Any who that dream chaned now and I was with an old mate again, I was by my father's house, I payed attention though, there where no people except from my friend, and no cars. I try to some sell him the new call ot duty and I say it's "epic" but in reality it's aload of crap.
+ (f) I'm near my ex-gf MB, she's looking good wearing a very short sheer negligee thing. I smack her on the butt playfully and she giggles a bit at that. Then a bit later she presents something to me. + (f) outdoors at a playground on a hill there is a girl and her dad (?). There's a button on the side of a crypt that if you press opens a door into a secret place. In a yard I'm with a guy and we're by a back door (there's a pet animal involved?)
Morning of April 6, 2016. Wednesday. In my dream, there is a vague awareness of something in our ceiling where we presently live on W Street; perhaps two bicycles, or perhaps (eventually, relating to a shift) only two bicycle wheels. It is almost abstract and hard for me to discern in my shifting levels of awareness. Soon, I am carried “back” to my bed by a very small helicopter that is gray and almost transparent. It actually is not even big enough to have carried me if this had been implied to be a real event. I am slightly puzzled as it flies off through the ceiling (as if passing through it like a “ghost”) without causing any damage either coming in or going out. The word “phasing” comes to mind as I am aware that is what happened. Even after recording and decoding dream after dream for about fifty years, I still continue to be intrigued by the seemingly countless ways the waking transition is rendered in metaphor, this being a component of “resolved flight” (as in contrast to “failed flight” or simply “falling”). The most natural transition from a dream is simply the falling experience (and coalescence is probably second). Over time, because of the development of so-called civilization, dreams became more and more complex. What used to be just falling has now developed into thousands of variations, using flight symbols of various types and other associations, even the altered perspective of watching something else flying or falling near the waking stage, from airplanes to kites to penguins out of their environment (a hybrid symbol of the “failed flight” component) to meteors to even flying snakes and flying saucers. In addition, other forms of “displacement” and waking are often rendered, from going up or down staircases or in elevators, skiing, climbing, and so on, and sometimes with very unusual combinations. Here, there is also the implied liminal space of something above the ceiling (between sleeping and waking); a bicycle, which is also a type of flight symbol as clearly explained in other entries. A helicopter is an obvious flight symbol and has particular associations as do all flight symbols including symbols that have wings but do not fly. A helicopter’s rotor is analogous to a tornado (essence of the Source and higher consciousness) due to its spinning motion and as a result, can be linked to the Merkaba as a “vehicle” to higher levels of awareness. Here though, the helicopter is greatly downsized, gray, and almost transparent (and even a bit sketchy). My dream was not very vivid. Still, I did not “fall”, but was “returned” to my bed by this curious little vehicle, the “middleman” in this case.
I go with my wife to the home of a famous Spanish politician who is now retired. There are many people in the house and they received us very well. We all sat around a table and my wife begins to tell her story when she was working in a construction company, she says to them issues of economy. Meanwhile, I'm eating, they have offered me a dish that I find delicious, I look at the ingredients that attract my attention, I think it takes peppers and some other ingredients that can not identify, I like it very much, the dish has a large amount of food, but I think I'm going to eat it all. Then I go out with the host outside the house, there is a large garden and have many animals, on the far side I see a group of young cows playing with some children, near me I see several dogs and cats. We go back into the house and my wife is still talking to several people, she is excited and she is crying because the topics that she talks about are important to her. I sit back down at the table and I eat again, this time is something sweet, a kind of chocolate cake stuffed with pistachios and I like a lot. They treat us very well and we are at ease, I think it's great that a person who is known publicly invite us to his home and also my wife can unburden telling her stories.
Updated 04-06-2016 at 11:04 AM by 68319
DB The scene is from Dragonball. I'm only a spectator. Someone (Frieza?) has assembled all Dragonballs and wants to make a wish. Piccolo and I think also young Gohan and Krillin are there to stop him. Piccolo has transformed his body a bit, super sizing certain parts. He comes flying in and smashes Frieza away, to the surprise of Krillin. Piccolo makes a comment that it's no wonder that Kami doesn't trust [it was Kami or Mr. Popo]. Piccolo shoots some purple ki at the Dragonballs, covering them with sand I think. He could've also just made a wish so that Frieza couldn't anymore, but ok. They've turned their backs on Frieza for a bit too long. He's launched a big ass purple energy bomb which will destroy the Earth. It travels around a bit and Goku appears to deal with it. I think he may have gone Super Saiyan (4). He flies in the same direction as the bomb, passes it, makes a u-turn and kicks it so hard that it flies into outer space in perhaps 2 seconds, where it collides with another planet and destroys that one instead. Whoops. PT I'm at my physical therapist (PT), at the basement level. I slowly open the door, but there is a white girl with dark hair working out. I close it again. The intern that I sometimes work together with tells me to wait. Yeah my bad. Suddenly, 10 minutes before my appointment starts, I realise that I'm not wearing my workout outfit. I ask if there is enough time to cycle home real quick and grab it. My PT says it's ok, but that I should make it back in time. I tell him I will with my bicycle, though it's a total piece of crap. Once outside I decide to take some hybrid of a bus and taxi instead. It has scheduled departures/arrivals and I know I will be late by a few minutes. On the way back, if there is no bus, I can just run back to my PT. That way I will have done the warmup already. The driver pulls into a side street that's not on the route, to accommodate a girl. Sure, close enough. We all get out. I pay him about 4.000 IDR, plus some EUR because those coins were just in my wallet. I'm walking along the length of a wall. I jump off and on it one time. Then I jump off it one last time with a webster [frontflip variation]. Nailed it. Nice, after all this time. I'm walking into my street now. Instead of the houses on the corner I see a beautiful park. Nice. I didn't know I could also enter the park from this side. I have a small fire extinguisher in my hand. I'm trying to walk home but it's as if I'm fighting through an invisible force to get home. Eventually I realise that the extinguisher is holding me back. I realise it and it immediately flies into every direction. I duck for cover.
WILDed before sleep - lots of sinking sensations and sensations of moving around. 1) I was stood at the back of my house with a work colleague. I was pointing with a stick at some overhead power lines showing him where there was a fault, he asked about a church in the distance I knew he was looking for a house locally and was thinking about converting it. We went into the lounge and I introduced him to our neighbour who has converted an old building and now lived in it. Then I was walking back down a corridor past my guitar and turned the corner, I loked back and the guitar had started playing itself, I knew that something supernatural was happening. I woke in my bed and saw the guitar standing by the wall in my bedroom, I knew immediately that I was still dreaming. I wanted to look at my hand to check that but couldn't move, although I just caught sight of my hand and it wasn't right. I thought that if I couldn't move I would try to OBE so concentrated on trying to move upwards, that didn't work. I tried to sit up - that was hard work! but I managed it, then I tried to move my legs, that was really difficult, I moved them and swung around, my body felt very difficult to control and feather light. My legs sort of floated down on top of my wife and I was worried I might wake her up. I was stuck by my pelvis, so I sort of flopped my legs and head down over the side of the bed thinking that I might just drop down onto the floor. I could see the carpet. Nothing happened I was still stuck by my pelvis. At this point it was such hard work and I was feeling very strange so I returned properly to my body and woke myself up. 2) I was on the phone to a DV friend. She insisted on talking in her own language and I couldn't understand a word, I think she thought it was funny, eventually she started talking in English. We had something to discuss, and I said it was nice to hear her voice and we said goodbye. 3) I was with a work colleague from many years ago when I was 20. We got in the lift together at a hotel, someone else got in and we went to the ground floor. I went to a bog desk to pick up a jumper, I was going with a big group of people out on a trip and had to be with them by 9am. I asked for my jumper and was told to wait. I looked at my watch and it was already 9.45. I saw the queu of people behind me being served. the lady was giving out suitcases and polishing them up for the other customers. I gave up waiting, but had missed the trip. The I was in a sort of nightclub type room there was a dog there, I cuddled it and noticed that it had a serious head injury and a maggot was crawling out of the injury. I asked and was told that the vet had already seen it and given antibiotics. I wake through to another room in the hotle. There were people around the room selling services, I remembered that there was a list given out before listing all the things that would be there. I read the notice in front of a stall - I couldn't understand what it was all about and asked the man there as it looked like he was selling drugs, he insisted that he wasn't but I still couldn't understand exactly what he was selling.
4/6/16 I'm in a subway tunnel, It could be Central Station. I'm with a bunch of other people in the middle of a sea of people, playing my guitar. We're apparently putting on a show. Things are going well, we've got a small crowd starting to form around us. A woman dancing closer to me catches my eye and I notice a big bald muscular guy shove her and step in front of her. I point at him and he just takes off. I wink at the woman and continue playing. Damn I'm smooth. Dreamskip We're playing another gig, in this crazy looking house. There are hanging plants hanging from the ceiling, which is made of glass, and the floor underneath us is also glass, showing a coral reef beneath us. We're playing when suddenly I forget how to play the next song completely, and take the guitar strap off my shoulder and hand my grey guitar to my bandmate who is also a guitarist and ask her to cover for me. The rest of the band is still playing, and I raise my eyebrows quickly and make the praying sign with my hands then smile. Before we get to continue the house seems to drop away, and somehow I know we're drifting in the ocean. I walk outside and there are people in the water, holding onto some beams connected to the house. I walk across one and see someone I know in waking life. She looks up and says "The only thing we have in common is music and now we're stuck in the middle of no-where. What am I going to do now?" I hand her a bottle of olive oil and wake up. Cool.
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