I am underground and being held hostage by a man in black clothing. The brown room has a very low ceiling and is very uncomfortable. I am being threatened with a can of gas which kills.
Updated 01-11-2017 at 12:37 AM by 91855
Another crappy recall night. I wasn't feeling well, so I went to sleep at 9PM and woke at midnight lol. Then I crashed again 6:43AM and woke at noon... but it was too cold to get out of bed so I slept for another hour. Then I talked to hubby and lost the dreams I had managed to hold on to. Except one. I dreamed I had a baby girl but I forgot about her for 4 days and she was in the car. I was terrified that she was dead, but when I opened the door, she had the sleepiest, sweetest, happiest smile. My ex-hubby was the father and I was living with my grams. That's it. I know I also dreamed of food and clones (thanks to binging Orphan Black) and cats, but I've lost the specifics. Fitbit info: 6:43AM- 12:01PM (it never gets my wake up right). 5 times restless for total of 1hour 16 minutes. Sleep equivalence of 4 hours 2 minutes. I kept waking in pain. My shoulder was subluxing as was a hip. My nose stopped up every time I laid down. Perhaps it's time to start considering a real bed. I started sleeping on a desk because it was the only thing that kept my back from hurting. Now my back is starting to hurt all the time but so is everything else lol
8/1/16 Dream 1: I am in the car going to a football game with my family Dream 2: At the cricket with a bunch of people, find a diary book as a present, five i back to whoever had lost it Dream 3: In a castle like hogwarts, invisibility cloak, almost getting found, play basketball after, my opponent cheats, then discus politics Dream 4: I was in a bookshop, see a lot of classics, a nietzsche book and a chinese classic.
Unfortunately I recently suffered a major loss in my life. Needless to say it's put a damper on my dreaming. The dreams are returning, though, the last several nights have seen an increase in count and vividness/presence. Over the last several nights: + playing basketball with an undersized ball, going up for layups, passing to teammates, making a 3-point shot + playing tennis with a girl who's way better than me. My guy friend and I call out to two girls and I offer to play them doubles. + outdoors a guy is making multiple half-court basketball shots in a row + sitting outdoors with friends on a picnic blanket on a slanted hill (sand?), a man in a blue shirt sits down very close by and blocks my view of the main attraction, I keep telling him to move, eventually he sits down RIGHT in front of me, and I yell at him "WOULD IT KILL YOU TO MOVE TWO FEET TO THE SIDE?" + I bring a violin [I don't play it] and begin playing + sitting on the long side at the end of a picnic-table-like table, people are offering me chocolate. I'm asking for the darkest chocolate possible. I break off a piece and eat it. + I'm on the street just outside CH: some utility workers are up in the wires overhead, I crouch down and do a big jump into the air and hover there. Then I'm hovering at the ceiling inside my CH living room, mom and dad are at the table, and also a guy who I know knows about dreaming, he's commenting on things. I summon a small multicolored ball of energy into my hand and manipulate it around a bit with TK. Then I summon a small fireball into my hand. The guy is talking to my parents about the Objective-C programming language, about the object-method calling syntax, I'm pretty sure they won't understand. + On the street outside CH, there are utility tunnels [FALSE] running under the ground, there's a wide opening by me and there's a worker down there, I (or someone?) hop down into the opening.
This was from my dream journal notes from the night of 1/05-1/06. Unfortunately I did not remember any dreams from last night. Even though I got a good amount of sleep, the quality was poor and I woke up a lot. Dream 1: I was riding an Evolution ride, with a bunch of people. This included my tulpa, Tess, and an African American gentleman. I don't remember who else was there, but I remember many of the seats were filled. The difference was that we were inside, with a floor beneath us, so it wasn't as scary as the one I rode in the waking world a few years ago. Anyway, after a while it started going higher, and we realized that it was actually on the inside of a sky tower. So cool So we were actually riding a ride inside of another ride. Some weren't too happy about this, but I was excited. We reached the top of the tower, and then our cabin containing the Evolution dropped and free fell, which took me off guard. I wasn't expecting that at all! After the ride finished, I got off and I found my brother and sister waiting for me by the exit. I'm not sure if they rode the ride too or not. There was an exit sign that said to exit through certain shapes (there were differently-shaped holes in the fence). I found a random hole in the fence and exited the ride, and then the dream faded. Dream 2: False awakening! It was a Sunday morning. I was lying in bed, sort of waking up, but it was still like 6 AM so I decided to go back to sleep. I was looking for something in my bag. I found a thumbtack in there for some reason, and I immediately started having OCD fears about poking myself in the eye with it. I remember finding it weird because prior to that point, my OCD hadn't bothered me with that. But it wasn't quite enough to make me realize that I was dreaming. I got very close, though. Then I accidentally turned a kids' meal toy -- a puffball -- into a purple-black color, and it yelled out something. So now we have talking toys. Then my brother responded to the toy and then he woke up. (?) Oh, right! We BOTH woke up at an apartment in college, but we were roommates (not true in the waking world). Then he said "Oh no it's like 9:39!" and apparently we had church at 11 and ran the risk of being late. I freaked out for some reason, even though that should have been sufficient time to get ready, and then I woke up. Dream 3: Okay, I don't actually have any personal recollection of this one, but hey, it's in my dream journal. I was working at an office. There were a lot of people. Including an African American guy. (Same as before, maybe? I don't know why my brain keeps brining that to mind, of all things). Someone asked "Will you take the plates?" so maybe I went to a restaurant? I don't remember. Dreams from 1/06-1/07: I had already packed my DJ for college, so I had to type these into my phone, and boy is that annoying when you're half asleep! Dream 1: I was chased by some "sketchy people". One of them had an accent. I nimbly jumped away. Dream 2: I was on a boat, and it was rocking quite a bit in the water. I talked to a friend of mine that I haven't seen in forever. Dream 3: I was at a zoo. I can't remember which one. I was trying to talk to a lady there (an employee), but she was not interested in interacting with me or anyone else there. There was a panda that had been transferred from the Santa Barbara zoo. There were some little kids who I thought were annoying who wanted to watch a movie. Just a disclaimer: IRL, I actually don't find little kids to be annoying at all. I think they're cool. But we have different opinions in our dreams, I guess? :O This is the part where I became lucid. This is the gist of what I said: Within a dream, I was walking fully clothed in a river with many other people. There was an attraction of some sort. Might have been the river itself. Then, a typo reads "Loodpskarr mentioned case which I forget. My phone amen skethblkm are sodden." I have no idea what I actually meant by that, but I think I must have gotten my phone soaked in the river. OH! It was a Samsung! That's how I realized that I was dreaming! I talked to my aunt, who just randomly happened to be there, and told her that I thought I was dreaming, since I don't use Android phones IRL. I'm an iOS kind of guy. And then I woke up. :/ No time to do anything cool! D: After only 20 minutes, I had another dream. I was taking a Spanish class, and could do it but I was rusty. However I was confident that I could improve with time.
Before 7.20 While lying down I feel shaking sensations. The room is dark and blurry. I wait for a bit before pinching my nose to RC. The first thing I remember is the door task - so I walk over to my bedroom door and say "hi, what's your name?" At first, the door is not very chatty, so I stroke it (uh, that sounds wrong somehow!), feeling the grain of the wood against my fingers. It doesn't seem to be varnished. Repeating my question, this time the door answers, telling me it's name is "Fingers of Doom." What a strange name! It says some other stuff that I have forgotten now. There is a poster pinned to the door that is torn and ripped, barely holding on. I try to pin the pieces back into place before realising the pins might be hurting the door, but it says it doesn't mind. After phasing out of the window, I end up in the village where I grew up. There is an orchard and a large open hillside. I summon an alien invasion by reaching up to the skies. As in my previous attempt, troop transports and smaller fighter saucer type craft land on the grass. This time alien troops exit the ships. They look like robots wearing ragged clothing and remind me somewhat of the phalanx from the comic I was reading last night. Too late I realise that people were working in the orchard. The troops round up and capture the humans, my parents among them. I fly quickly over to the robot pointing a gun at my mum. The robot's ragged clothing makes him look kinda like a pirate. "You better let her go, or else." I warn the pirate-robot. It decides to do what I say, and holsters it's gun before walking away. The other prisoners are being escorted away. I grant Mum super-powers of flight and telekinesis so we can rescue Dad. Mum says it is fine and flies off. She doesn't need my help. I see her fighting the robots from the air and the prisoners cheering her on. Nice one, Mum. I head into what looks like the alien's command tent. It is full of more robots and rows of tiny flashing lights on machines. I start smashing it up with my fists and during the chaos and smoke, run back outside. I pick the closest saucer and run up the small gangplank to get inside. It is smooth metal this time, almost featureless. There is a viewing screen type window in the ceiling. Taking control of the ship with pure willpower, I get it to take off and fly upwards into the sky. To power the ship and my journey into space, I start singing Prodigy: Outer Space. "Gonna send him out of space... find another race... I'll take your brain to another dimension, play close attention!" Although, when the song came out I never knew the lyrics and so sung my own slightly misheard ones: "I'm descending outer space... Find another place." The ship flies up through the clouds and out into space. The dark blackness is filled with stars and a purple swirling nebula. Within the nebula are tiny planets. I head into the nebula until the planets grow larger. Targeting a yellow and white looking planet, I pilot the ship towards it still purely using willpower. It descends into the atmosphere and lands calmly in the centre of a yellow desert - scrub land. I jump out and see an insectoid thing the size of a dog with an oversized insect head. It crawls like a baby, except really fast, towards me. I back away as it charges me yelling "I come in peace!" Turning, I find myself in a white structure. The room is filled with... hot tubs. There are skeletons sitting in them. Er. Okay. "Hey, what's up? I come in peace and whatever..." The skeletons survey me with their empty eye sockets. They shiver and then jump out of the hot tubs holding brightly coloured plastic knives. Definitely not metal. Don't know of any lime-green or sky blue metal like that. They surround me, holding out the small knives. During the stand off, many of them shiver. The hot tubs must keep them warm. "Hey, why don't you get back in the tubs and I'll try and sort something out to make it warmer?" The skeletons seem to like this idea and put the knives away. I start to summon fire in my hands, and then try to think of how to raise the temperature of the whole room. The dream fades.
I was in my house. I entered parent's bedroom for some reason and saw my father in chains as if he was locked in a dungeon. The chains had control over him, making him aggressive. I immediately rushed to free him, breaking the chains. There were three chains and with breaking each one of them, a fingernail from my father's finger was torn. I finally managed to free him. Then I found myself in school, just before an exam starts. Curiously my father was taking an exam too, though it was different. I can't recall much from my exam sheets, but I remember father asking me about some other countries and details about them, even stuff like coal mines.
I am bending over along a stream reaching into the cool water and panning for gold (never done that before). I am shaking the pan and inside I am staring at what appears to be hundreds of specks of shiny gold. Not enough to make me rich lol. I am looking at it in awe because it was my first try and there was already gold. Then my intuition tells me to look up and I see a huge UFO floating toward me from my right side. I stand up and look back at my gold. I get the feeling they are not happy about me stealing THEIR gold lol? Hmmm I am curious and not one bit afraid. As the UFO gets closer the sun is shaded by it and I am now standing under it's humungous shadow. It is still very high but has to be a mile long and totally silent. All of a sudden a light comes on and pans toward me. As the light gets to me I feel like it is erasing my thoughts as they appear, almost as I try to do while going to sleep, turn off the clutter and I felt free. Then it lifted me up and I was floating slowly toward the UFO with no fear. That was it! I never got to see them unless they erased it haha.
7/1/17 Dream 1: I was playing board games and some custom books and things like that with some cousins at a party Dream 2: I was at the shopping centre, buying some alcohol and food from the supermarket Dream 3: I was part of an army and the general was using a clay model of me for some purpose
Morning of January 8, 2017. Sunday. I shift into the clarity of the opening scene of my first dream of the cycle. It is the typical water induction. I find myself driving down a street in an unfamiliar location. There is firstly a sense that it may be near the ocean though this association changes after a short time. It seems to be early afternoon. The street is lightly flooded and it is raining, but the rain stops eventually. I look to my left wondering if Zsuzsanna will appear for a blissful connection. After a time, there are small geyser-like formations that rise from the surface of the water. Eventually, I even see what appears to be a palm tree made of upwards flowing water to my left, on or near the boulevard. Even though I have at least one dream of this nature every night, I am only documenting this one due to it having an atypical feature of the palm tree made of flowing water. Water symbolizes sleep and the real-time dynamics of sleep and has always been my most common form of dream state induction. In fact, I often hear the (hypnagogic) sound of water flowing when not even fully asleep yet (sometimes natural settings, sometimes related to bathrooms or showers). (Not only that, if I am listening to a recording while falling asleep, I hear a hypnagogic “gloop” sound at various pitches and distances, which sounds much like a pebble breaking the surface of a body of water. This has been the case for over fifty years and directly translates as sleep induction being slightly disrupted by real-life audio.) It stems from the fact that a person spends the first ninth months of their existence sleeping within “water” (perceived as such) and is also related to circadian rhythms and tidal factors (or at least the analogy of tidal factors - as water getting lower over time is a common waking transition for me). Clear water would relate to being more within the natural sleep cycle. Muddy water relates to outer ranges of the sleep cycle, as I discovered as a child. It is probably the most consistent and “reliable” dream feature I have ever experienced.
Archive: January 20, 2016 Key: Symbolic, Hindu, Morning Dream, Semi-Abstract I’m in India. I venture with random dream characters and together we summon the Hero God. Krishna? I don’t know. But everything goes wrong after he’s summoned. As soon as the Hero God was summoned a purple poisonous ooze pours into the Indian Ocean. I watch this from atop a cliff along with everyone else. The purple poison boils the sea and all the oceans life dies by the millions! People cry out in horror as we witness a horrific extinction event. I feel sicker and sicker as more purple ooze sinks into the ocean and more innocent dead creatures rise to the surface. “Hero God! Why have you done this!” Its at this time the Hero God explains that he didn’t poison the sea. Rather, the Hero God had partially summoned his immortal enemy. He desired to defeat this enemy once and for all! But the Hero God explains “However, last time I had helped from 12(? i think) others”. Why Hero God why! A wise person stands on the highest cliff and calls to us all as if we were their children “Come now everyone. Follow my lead and we’ll save the ocean”. This wise person (I don't remember their gender) begins taking in a deep breath and exhaling over the ocean as though blowing over a hot bowl of soup. We all follow the wise person’s breathing. I watch carefully to match their rhythm. They’re breathing faster and faster! But the collective breathing humanity is working! The purple ooze becomes gray as we cool it off and make it inert. The ocean is saved! Life is saved! Humanity is saved! The wise person then prays, asking for the Great God to return the Hero God to the realm of spirit. The Hero God obliges and transforms into a large stone monolith over the Indian Ocean. I guess this was where we originally summoned him but I don’t remember that detail. Now it was time for the Great God to return the immortal enemy back into the world of spirit as well. But as the purple ooze was being returned, a voice echoes from the depths of the ocean “I am NOT finished!”. The fear was real and felt! The Great God yields to the immortal enemy, a Goddess of Death and Destruction. Her name, much like the Hero God, escapes me throughout the dream, but maybe its Kali. She emerges from the depths. Supernaturally tall. Every time you looked her features were different, sometimes african, sometimes indian. But always female and always wild and terrifying. She reaches into her own body and pulls out more of that purple poison. The oceans boil!!! I scream in horror! The Goddess of Destruction approaches me, clearly insulted. She stares me right in the eyes. I get the impression to be coy or die. I look at her blankly and smile like a dumb ape too stupid to know the horror taking place. She seems amused that I shut the hell up. Behind me, others scream and shout. The Goddess is insulted. She places her hand on their chest and forehead and their hearts stop beating. Including a young boy we called timothy “No! Timothy!” The more they shouted the more dropped dead. I couldn't stand anymore, my legs feel weak so I sat. Others sat down too. The wise person commented “Thats right, sit down. Be yourself. Be calm” But the Goddess of Destruction still forced us to watch the death of the Indian Ocean, and by extension the world. She walked back towards my end of the beach. Her voice seems to be everywhere “Do you know what the last Great Suffering was known for?”. People averted her eyes unable to answer. “Do you know?” I admit I didn’t understand the question but I was too afraid to ask her to repeat it. But some other guy did. “What was the question again?” Wrong answer. With a single touch to his forehead and he drops to the floor. “Answer me!” The Goddess of Destruction was growing impatient and ready to place her palm on another innocent forehead. But then my friend standing next to me cries out “Smell! It was Smell!” “Very good.” She pets my friend under the chin as though she was an animal. “The smell of…..?” And I blurt out “RAPE!” The Goddess looks at me perplexed. I’m not sure why I said that and im not sure my answer makes any sense. I correct myself “I mean...the smell of rape and human flesh burning on the cross?.....” Is that right?? She seems pleased with my answer. She turns to a man of faith “Father, give me your cross. You can be the first.” The Father weeps as the Goddess of Destruction drags him away. “I’ll need MORE crosses.” What have I done? I’ve just damned us all to rape and burning alive on a cross!! I felt completely hopeless. I started a silent prayer to God. That’s when I notice little Timothy. He’s breathing! He’s alive! When the Goddess of Destruction is far away he opens his eyes and winks at me “I know something you don’t know!”. I have to know! “Yes! What! What don’t I know!” I had a feeling he was going to me that it’s all dream. Instead, I just wake up. It was after waking up that I thought the Goddess of Destruction could be Kali. And that the Hero God could be Krishna. But them being immortal enemies doesn’t make any Hindu sense. Or the rest of the dream….!
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