I was in a candle lit saloon. I had a dark lace like vail over my face Which made it very hard to see. I could hear people talking but I could not Understand them. I did pick up on English/Irish accent. I felt like I was in a differ time like 1800's to 1900's. They were all around me but I couldn't understand anything. I woke up to a dark shadow in my doorway and my name being called.
Bed 8pm-2:30am I'm sitting in some kind of a vehicle, that resembles the trams that transport people at Disney, from parking lot to the park. Only it doesn't have any roof, sits only 2 in a cart and it's lover to the ground. We are traveling on some kind of a path taking us through the wilderness. It's a beautiful day. Blue skies, lots of snow on the ground and sun is shining and reflecting off the snow. Making a wide left turn over a frozen creek between some gentle hills. I see an animal that is a cross between a guinea pig and a hedgehog, golden white and absolutely adorable. Next comes a wolf and as the animals are coming into view, I'm calling out their names. I know the reason why we are there and why it's different than it seems. This, btw is a feeling I have in many of my dreams. Even when I am in danger, I always know it's "just a game". DR few days ago: I'm at a friends apartment. They are going for vacation, so I will be taking care of her guinea pig. It's adorable, small, all chocolate brown with a white zigzag line around his shoulders. I'm taking him with me to my place to take care of him. First time I leave but have to turn back because I forgot to take his food. Holding him in my arms, somehow he gets away and people on the wooden boardwalk help me find him and catch him. This dream was not so pleasant.
I'm a child, and I'm going to a large city park with a group of friends and oir parents. There's a big playground and grassy field, all near the city library. A comfortable place overall. We eventually start playing games like tag and manhunt, and begin to split up. Before I know it, I'm in this grassy area with small, dilapidated houses, shipping containers and toppled buses acting as shelters and tunnels. Most of them are charred black, and there's lots of splintered wood and corrugated metal. It feels like a shantytown, but it still seems to be in the park and viewed as safe. I'm playing alone and trying to avoid the others, but I feel an overwhelming sense of hostility and paranoia growing in the air, and become more fearful as I engage in the activities children do. I'm entering the houses and containers, and at a couple points I see candy lying around and take it. I can feel the other children looking for me as I do this, but they've grown into something more... sinister. At one point I have to crawl through a small, dark tin tunnel with a dog that alternates between whimpering and growling at something behind us, in the house. I crawl to the end toward the house's exit and hug the dog, but I'm pretty sure it gets caught by whatever is hunting us. The dream now has a Silent Hill vibe. I'm not sure if it's still a game. I somehow find out how the other kids have been dying. They get their heads ripped off and replaced with a baby doll's head, or their head gets put on an animal or another person. Then they become sinister. I grow increasingly terrified, and though I can't find anyone, I know that I'm surrounded by pieces of their corpses. The playground is now empty, cloudy and plagued by weeds. I find two adults and we go back to the houses and tins as they demand to know who caused all this chaos, as if they think we're still kids. We wander to a dead end and there are dark, open windows all around us. I'm waiting for someone to reach out from one and grab them, dragging them into the window. I'm not sure if it happens. The last part of the dream show the Scooby Doo gang from the original cartoons, standing and making plans to investigate that area. The sound is fuzzy, as if I'm watching them on an old TV. It seems like a normal episode, happy like it seemed with me, but it will definitely become dark and depressing. The title tune--the one that plays when they display the name of the episode--is playing fuzzily in the background, and I know they're going to die.
I have dreams where an old friend of mine who was one of the best people ever before he passed away (and at one time had thought he loved me ) in his early 20's visits me. It isn't often but they are always possitive. The last one I had he was sitting at a table and I was with him. I told him how sorry I was for all the foolish things I did growing up. He smiled at me and just demonstrated the most beautiful acceptance and love and said that it was ok because like childhood we all make mistakes. I had done some pretty crappy things though and had a hard life so I was feeling very guilty about it and he told me he wished he had 4 more of me... Which I thought was a really odd thing to say even though it made me feel special somehow. Anyway, I don't think my friend is likely my spirit guide but perhaps my guide has taken that form? Don't know. He looks like Russell but always something will be just a bit off, this dream he looked very skeletol but then, my own perception of him is likely being reflected becuase he is dead.
Bed: 23.00 Wake up: ~07.40 (and several times in the night and morning) Now: 07.55 Lucid vacuum I had a lucid that was very similar to my previous one. I remember absolutely nothing about the context. As far as I can recall, I'm in a white vacuum. I push my fingers through my hand to verify that I'm dreaming and it succeeds. There's a tingling sensation. Next I want to stabilise the dream, but I have my eyes closed. There are no details whatsoever to ground myself in. I try to rotate, to get some sensation going. I think I also try to open my eyes. With both of those moves I wonder how this is currently affecting my real body in bed. I wonder if I'm now raising my arm or something like that and whether if I try to open my eyes in the dream, I will open them in reality and wake up. Open window I'm going to the toilet/shower, which turns out to be quite disgusting. I decide I don't want to shower right now. I'll wait until the other shower is free. I walk back to my room. It's an attic room it seems. There's a window open that's near to the ground. If you fall out, which is very possible, you drop perhaps 10 metres down, into the neighbour's garden. There's some stuff dangerously close to the edge. My Mac, my girlfriend's Mac and some papers and I think her sweater. I start moving stuff away from the edge. Suddenly, it all just starts moving towards the edge. Fuck fuck fuck. I start pushing everything back with my foot, while simultaneously trying to not fall out myself. There's too much stuff, I can't handle it. I shout for help. My voice is quite hoarse. I think a guy comes to help me in the end. Tipsy I enter a cafe that's under construction, at least the terrace outside seems to be. There are 6 tables. At the far end I spot either the singer Ras Muhamad, my friend Tim T. or my dreadlock guy. I think it alternates a bit who's sitting there. I walk up the stairs instead, going to the 1st floor terrace. It's a bit awkward, cause I'm not sure whether I should acknowledge my friend. In the end, I decide to wait halfway up the winding stairs to see if he follows. I start seeing his feet, so I go up to grab what is supposed to be my beer and come down again. Probably not wise to drink beer out in the open during Ramadhan. It's in a Cola glass though. Plus.. this is not beer I guess. What is it? It has alcohol in it for sure. Just after standing on the ground, so after stepping off the stairs, I wobble a bit. I can feel that I'm tipsy. We sit down at another table that's occupied by a white Dutch guy and someone else. He says he remembers me from somewhere. Yeah.. we met yesterday evening, that's why. Fragments » I'm at what seems to be the Indonesian embassy with my aunt. She wants to go to Indonesia. I've already gotten my visa arranged. I tell her a bit about how it works. Then I ask her what she wants to do in Indonesia. She tells me that she wants to go snorkelling or diving. I react surprised. Her? Anyways, if she intends to stay for just one month or less she doesn't even need a visa. » I'm at a food vendor's stall. He's pouring some soup into a bowl for me. He asks me whether I want bakso or tahu. I think about it for a while and then answer with bakso. I consider it a weird question. » I met up with my friend Sat. Later on I'm driving a motor and it is just so incredibly slow. Then I realise that Sat and I switched bikes. Damnit. He must be enjoying himself right now. I want to switch asap. » At first I'm with a number of people. Eventually I'm just with the little sister (~20) of a friend of mine [he doesn't have a little sister]. We take either an angkot or a taxi to wherever it is we're going. She tries to make a move on me, first being subtle and eventually placing her hand on my crotch. I refuse to give in the whole time, as she is my friend's little sister. She's making it difficult for me to resist once she places her hand on my crotch though. » I'm with a group of friends and we decide to go bowling. We're at the bowling alley and one of us has a coupon card that will allow us to play for free. That person tries to scan it, but the card is refused. Apparently it won't work because it's already past 21:00. I see a black analogue clock somewhere, indicating the same. The card is valid for 2 hours, so there's not enough time for us to use all the credit. I consider whether it would work if we would split the credit over 2 lanes, considering that we're with a group of 10 orso people. » I just went to the dentist, who in reality was my physical therapist. When I look into the mirror, I see that he has placed a humongous thing on one of my upper front teeth. What the hell. After a while it comes off and I go back to ask him about it. Apparently it was supposed to stick for 9,5 hours. Well.. that didn't happen. In the mean time a black woman is arguing in the office with.. the white, female assistant? It's about the expenses of her son's upcoming treatment, which she can't afford. It's turned into a shouting match. » I'm walking on the street and meet a girl I went out with twice, several years ago. She's the centre of attention of 3 or so guys and she is willingly handing out her number. I make a comment about her being easy about it. Eventually we talk a short bit, and we decide we need to exchange numbers. She still has mine. Perfect.
6-20-2016 Dream one- My son complains that his back hurts. I lift his shirt to check for any marks or bruising but he looks fine. I offer to massage it for him, and he agrees. I grab some nearby lotion and start to rub circles accross his back. I notice that after rubbing for a second that there is a white grub on his back. I pick the bug off and wipe it on a nearby paper towel, then continue to rub. Another grub appears. I repeat the removal, and then frustratingly find a third grub. A lady walks up to us. She looks very newage with the typical multi color clothes, big earrings, and tons of clanky bracelets. The womam claims to be a message therapist and offers to massage my son free of charge. I check to be sure there are no more grubs on him and let her try to ease his back ache. The lady begins to rub his back and instead of grubs, huge white worms start working their way out of the skin on my son's back. The lady tells me these are bloodworms, caused by evil spirits, and we have to massage them out or they will continue to make his back ache. I grab the paper towel with the discarded grubs on it and notice that they have turned purplish red like blood. 6-21-2016 Dream one- We are riding in the jeep. My boyfriend is driving and my kids are in the back seat. We are going to a park. The bridge is out in the path over a creek, so my boyfriend just drives off the edge of the bank and into the creek. We go upstream a bit until we find an easy spot on the oposite bank to drive up. Theres a big dirt parking type area, and we get out of the car. My kids turn into two other people that I don't know and the jeep becomes a truck. A cop asks us if we need any help. The cop then starts telling us that his partner isnt there but if he was he would have given us a ticket for having two people in the back of the truck bed bc he "is a real stickler for the rules." The cop then helps us pile bunches of packages of toilet paper over the two people in the back to hide them from other cops and cushion their ride.
I kept trying to wake up but felt like something was trying to have sex w/ me & was speaking. I couldn't yell or move. I also heard a door creaking & closing. I have had AP things happen to me & many bad experiences w/ sleep paralysis also. I finally woke up & got halfway through a cigarette when I thought I'd try to go back & deal w/ what ever this thing was but things happened in real life that prevented that from happening.
2 non-lucid, still having vertigo issues. #1: Dreaming of watching tv with Mike in my chidhood home. He wanted to stay up. I was making up the futon we have in our real house in my childhood house. He was in the hall & he was asking about a show coming on. If it was on yet. #2: Trying not to get raped by zombies. I kept thinking one of the other guys fighting the zombies was attractive. People were randomly having sex in a building in a park but it was like a shell of a one story stone building. Listened to one Lilian Eden meditation but my son is here from college & I got really mad today over it so we had to call around 5;30 am about it dropping out on my wifi. I had a really bad morning. I will be listening tonight hopefully. Guess we'll find out if they fixed it. My son has 2 monitors & monster computers & high tech games which I'm always in competition with. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Explanation of details-Blue Side Notes-Purple Astral Projection/AP-Brown
Recent Comments
