Hey dream journal, old friend. I was in my old neighborhood, walking up to my old house. I had left some of my clothes and things there and asked the male owner if he would let me in. He agreed. I went to my room and there was so much stuff left behind, I didn't know how I would get to it all. But then I noticed beneath me was the wife of the new house owner, and she was dead and curled up in some floorboards. She had killed their daughter. Then, the scene changed. She was alive, but deeply regretting her life. We(this is when I sort of "became" her) were on a tall tower in the heart of the city of Mke. We were trying to run up to the top to jump off, tears streaming down our face. That's when T showed up. I don't remember if she said anything, but she disappeared and that's when I closed my eyes, still sobbing, and begged her to come back, "please, please, T, I need you." I'm wondering if dreaming of leaving things at my old house has something to do with missing my past and the neighborhood I grew up in. Like, a part of me still lives there. As for the rest of the dream, I have no idea.
Fell asleep at: 11:30 PM Woke up at: 7:00 AM Perceived dream time: A few minutes/A night Dream:[/U] I'm in my bedroom with about 3-4 other people at night. They're all huddled up against the window, talking frantically amongst themselves about an alligator in the backyard. I look out the window to find a slightly cartoonish looking alligator just...sitting there. It does not move one bit. To the left I spot a huge freaking Alligator Snapping Turtle. It is jagged and monstrous in appearance, and towers over the alligator in terms of pure height. To IT'S left I find a large Northern Spotted Owl with scarlet red eyes. Turns out these guys exist! Now I am never going outside ever again. Immediately I hide under the covers of my own bed, hoping that by morning all three monsters would disappear at the turn of the morning. I hopped into my bed, closed my eyes for 3 seconds, and the morning came faster than the Roadrunner. The dream ended shortly after. NOTES 1. This was the first dream I had that incorporated a "Time Skip" to some extent.
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2017, 10-05 The Dark Tower – Hold On to Me, Odetta I am on a beach and it is near dark. I look around to see where I might be and I see that I am not alone here. I see three people not far away. Two men and a woman in a wheelchair. I wouldn’t have had to look to notice the woman, however, she is screaming expletives at the top of her lungs and laughing in a wild cackle. I recognize the two men when I get a little closer, it’s Roland and Eddy from the Dark Tower series. Both of them look exhausted. There is a black woman in the wheelchair, so that must be Odetta Holmes / Detta Walker… and I can immediately tell which one is in control right now. Not the lady, but the bitch. As I walk closer Roland spots me first, then Eddy, but I am quite a bit closer before Detta notices me. When she sees me she goes silent for a brief moment, then loudly announces that Roland and Eddy won’t have to suck each other’s little white candles anymore, now there’s a honky bitch here to do that for them… of course unless they prefer each other… She says she’s sure I’ll spread my legs for them! I ignore Detta completely as she continues ranting and raving, cackling at her own bad jokes. I have a mission here, and I go over towards Eddy. I’ve forgotten that this Eddy has never met me before, so to him I’m a stranger. Roland introduces us. I tell Roland and Eddy that I have a technique that will help them deal with Detta more easily. Upon hearing her name Detta falls silent and then starts telling us not to be talking about her, so now the honky bitch wants in on the fun? I still ignore her and move a bit farther away. I tell Eddy that I know he’s already in love with Odetta Holmes, and that will help a lot. I tell him I don’t have a lot of time here, but if he will let me sort of merge with him I can show him how he can reliably cause Detta Walker to back off and Odetta Holmes to come forward at any time he needs to. He seems hesitant, so I say it works the same as when Roland was in his head. He seems hesitant still, he asks if Odetta will really come back… I say she will. He finally agrees. I wonder how I’m going to manage this fusion with Eddy, but it works easily. I become transparent and just step into him. As one, we walk over to Detta. She’s acting scared, telling us to keep our honky hoodoo away from her. I have a song to use, My Last Breath by Evanescence, so I ignore Detta’s ranting and use it through Eddy. “Hold on to me, love. You know I can't stay long. All I wanted to say was, I love you and I'm not afraid.” Detta says she doesn’t want to be serenaded by no honky mofo bitch! I continue. “Can you hear me? Can you feel me in your heart? Holding my last breath, safe inside myself, are all my thoughts of you. Sweet rapture of light, it ends here tonight. Amidst the winter, a world of precious things.” Detta tries again to interrupt, she says she broke the blue for-special plate and it’s gone forever. I ignore that. “Look for me in the white forest, hiding in a hollow tree (come find me).” Detta says she’s going to hunt us down and we’d better stay in that tree or else… she trails off and rubs her head, her eyes are watering or she’s crying. “I know you hear me, I can see it in your tears. Closing your eyes to disappear, you pray your dreams won’t leave you here. But now you wake and know the truth, I’m still here…” By this point I can see Odetta coming out, it’s time for Detta to go to sleep until at a later time she can be reintegrated with Odetta and the woman can be whole at last. “Say goodnight, don't be afraid. Only together we can face the night. (Say goodnight) Holding my last breath, (Don't be afraid) safe inside myself. (Calling you, calling you) Are all my thoughts of you. Sweet rapture of light, it ends here tonight.” As I / Eddy finish the last notes of the song I see that Detta / Odetta is looking confused, like she’s not sure how she even came to be here. Detta Walker has gone to sleep, Odetta Holmes has taken control. I tell Eddy that he only needs to use the song again if Detta comes back. It won’t do any harm to Detta, for she is merely another aspect of Odetta and the two must eventually become one if this woman is to survive and be healthy. Just remember the song and Detta Walker will not be able to cause any more trouble. Before I can figure out how to separate from Eddy I wake up.
2017, 10-05 Mystery Raiders I am on a beach, though I’m not sure where I am. I walk along the beach for a short distance, but I don’t get a chance to think much about the situation before I hear gunshots not far away. The sounds are coming from the opposite direction from where I was heading, so I turn around and hurry in the opposite direction. The beach is mostly straight so soon I see some people up ahead on the beach. There is more gunfire, I see some people that seem to be attacking, a single man is taking cover behind some rocks and picking attackers off one by one, and there appears to be a body on the ground not far away from the man, also behind the large rock. There also seems to be a door standing there on the beach all by itself, a door that couldn’t possibly lead anywhere but I’m sure it does. The door is standing open, but all I can see through it is darkness. I go up in the hills off to my right to keep from being seen as I get closer to see what is going on. When I get up on a hill overlooking the fight below. I can now more clearly assess the situation. The man who has been shooting is MoSh. He is using a pair of ancient looking guns that make a sound that could be heard from miles away every time one fires. The dead man is Roland from the Dark Tower books… but he’s not dead, I can see he is breathing though he doesn’t look too good. He looks sick, maybe on the brink of death. The people… if they are people… attacking them are the strangest thing going on here. They are completely concealed within cloaks and look like overgrown Jawas from Star Wars movies. Also, they have what look like guns, but the guns make no sound when they fire. I can only tell one has fired when a chunk of the rock MoSh is taking cover behind explodes. Each shot MoSh makes takes out one of the strange attackers, but there seem to be so many of them. Each of the enemies also turns to a black dust when the body hits the ground, conveniently leaving nothing by which to discern what they are. Then I see more of them coming out the strange door. MoSh sees that, too, and is almost close enough to reach out and close the door... but not quite. He would be exposed for too long. Ok, so a distraction is in order. I move a bit farther away from the door and come down in a place that would make the attackers turn away from the door and MoSh. They don't seem to notice me at first. I call out to them, "Hey! Are all of you so craven that you can't even show your faces? Or are you so ugly that you're really doing us a favor by hiding?" That gets their attention. They turn towards me and aim their weapons at me. MoSh calls out that I don't want to get shot, do I? I call back that this is a dream, I'm not worried about getting shot. I form my left arm into an Alex Mercer shield as I see an enemy make a movement to fire. I hear no sound until I hear the sound of an impact on my shield that has a surprising amount of force behind it. And after the physical impact there is a wave of dark energy that flows over me... these guys play dirty! I stabilize the dark energy as I wonder exactly what these enemies are... dark energy wielding Jawas on steroids? I see MoSh is taking advantage of the distraction to reach the door and close it... but it won't close! I add a telekinetic push to the door to help MoSh out, but it still won't move. Shit... Roland probably opened the door, so he probably has to close it... I distract the enemies with a couple bolts of lightning through Metallica's Battery while MoSh gets back to cover and then I quickly join him. More enemies are coming out the door to take the place of the ones I hit with lightning, MoSh plugs two of them before they even set foot on the beach. They fall on top of each other and then turn to dust. MoSh says the door wouldn't budge. I say Roland probably opened it, he probably has to close it. MoSh says good luck with that... can I heal him? He motions to Roland's motionless body. I go over to Roland and look at him. The heat of a fever is coming off of him in waves. I reach for his right arm and I see that his right hand, while whole, is badly swollen and an angry red color. I take hold of the hand and focus healing energy through Roland. MoSh says I'd better hurry, he's almost out of ammo. Roland seems to wake up from a fever dream and he reaches for his guns, which are missing. He then seems to recognize me. He looks over at MoSh and says he'd half thought seeing MoSh had been a dream. I tell Roland he has to close the door since he opened it. Roland says the door was a trap, a fake. I say yes, but he still has to close it. He struggles to his feet and then drops immediately as he is being shot at. I tell Roland MoSh and I will cover him as he closes the door. This time when Roland moves from behind the rock towards the door I call more lightning and MoSh quickly shoots several more enemies. Roland closes the door, preventing more enemies from coming. MoSh and I make quick work of the few enemies remaining. The door closes with a resounding crash, and I barely have time to see it is emblazoned with the word "VOID" before it falls to the beach looking like just a large piece of driftwood. Roland asks if MoSh or I know who those strange things were. Humans don't turn to dust upon death... I tell him someone is setting traps around, but I don't know who or why yet. MoSh looks like he is about to say something but instead he disappears. I tell Roland to only open doors saying, "The Prisoner," "The Lady of Shadows," or "The Pusher." I know those to be real. Before he can say anything in reply I wake up.
Dreams from October forph to fif, 2017 I only remembered a small fragment the first time I woke up. Buying Water This was one of those longer dreams with more of a story. So my memory of it started with me spilling these chocolate circles at the intersection of first avenue and my old block. A guy in the truck headed for the main road, L Avenue, was about to smoke a cigarette. He yelled out the window, "You dropped your candy!" in the dream, I don't remember tasting them. I walked further down near Gus'. I had my phone and was trying to make a voice memo. I didn't have a headset so I was going to hold it up with my hand. I went into this bar or shop thinking I was going to get Reeses Cups. I was thinking of what my friend Kim had said about G M O that day. I was thinking, "what am I doing, buying all this candy?" and "Now I am addicted". Even a dollar 75 felt like a lot of money to me in the dream. There were two guys I ran into after being in the neighbors back yard. There was a lot of drilling there. I started to yell at them, then crawled under their fence. I actually had a conversation with the neighbor about how I had a 3 day weekend. And he had 3 days straight of work at the deli this weekend. I was telling the two guys, while we stood on the corner of the side walk, that I have been caffeine free for 3 and a half years. They were impressed. I heard something that made me want a water instead of some other beverage I was going for. I think I was about to have a beverage with caffeine, like a soda, but having the chance to tell them about my caffeine abstinence helped a lot. I was trying to think of how I quit caffeine and stayed off it. I went into the bar or shop place and my friend W N was there. Dream W N scolded me about my "belligerent behavior another night" but I had no idea what he was talking about. He was standing with two people. I walked away to find the fridges to buy a water from. There were some fridges with all different beverages. I was going to have my water rung up at the bar. 2 young blonde girls, a young boy and their Dad approached me. As I walked back to ring up my drink, the line was so long. I tried to go behind the bar but remembered, "Wait, you don't work here!" There were Pokemon shirts all around. Some online link to "transcribe"? A green version of J T was scolding me on Face Book. There was something about "You could write the name Robot [in script] on the sidewalk". Girls touching me. E R's Facebook I wanted to look up a past G F's facebook. I was wondering how I would make it work though? With no job and no money. Beast Peace I was seeing a beast wars guy. His animal form was a bird. He was switching between bird mode and bot mode. I was tired when I got up to journal these. Soccer Ball My friend P C had a deflated soccer ball. I was upset with him about something. What was it? Like, keep your damn ball! I was around fences at the O B soccer field. Bank I felt like I was escaping the bank. It was where the bank is in my town, but like a Bank of America. I remember the color red. Outside the bank was a big box of chocolate entenmanns kind of stuff. Parking Car L from my first job out of college was there. Kid in grocery store. I left the red Subaru overnight somewhere. I was afraid it would have been towed but he L was like, "No, it should be fine." I remember a funny diagonal kind of parking spot. We were near the milk in the food store. Painty Pants Panic I was going up the stairs of an auditorium. When I got up to the top, I went over a rail and into the hallway. Somewhere along the way I got white paint on my clothes. I went into the bathroom and saw this. I hoped I could wash it off with water. I felt panic! Like, "Oh, no, my new jeans!" So the dream assumed that I had bought new jeans. Tomato Party I was walking around the corner of first ave and seventeenth, and from this one house on the corner I kept hearing "Tomato Party". I wanted to know more about the "Tomato party" even though I wasn't interesting in attending. L O L, Tomato party. Inside the house, there was a guy who looked like the guy who lost his teeth in Hangover 2. His face was all cut up and he was singing, "I'm fine" while belting out chords on a guitar. It looked like he had that halloween wounding stuff on his face, like when they have those fake bloody gashes for halloween make up. Within the dream I sensed the juxtaposition of the song lyrics about being "fine" and the person's costume of woundedness. It seemed intentional. There was a big grey storage bin and a back pack. There were 5 pairs of shoes. There were some 3 inch notebooks and black composition books. I looked into the box and maybe cracked one open, but didn't read them in any detail. I felt time pressure because I was at a stranger's house, somewhat uninvited. And they were getting all ready to go to this gig or "tomato party" thing. One guy there was like Jesse from full house. They were suspicious that I was stealing from them. Then I was sitting in this red recliner chair playing a video game. Luigi grew and exploded. There were one ups after beating the boss. I realized I hadn't asked permission to play their game. I was going to apologize to them and acknowledge that I hadn't asked permission yet, but decided not to. Notes I am glad I wrote these dreams down. I certainly wouldn't think of them off the top of my head, but reading them 5 months later, I remember them well.
Old house bathroom, G in there and me sitting on counter. See but crawl out of toilet and he doesn't let me kill it, so it crawls into the wooden drawers under the counter. At night Outside with him chasing me, old home backyard, go to neighbors backyard behind us and fall down. Books and legos, J comes up and we talk and he fires a gun. He said it's a blank anyway but it's load and flashy. In grandma's house and want to leave so I go to the left and past two young girls, eventually running past stuff in old neighborhood, bend on our street going left. Down to the 5mph sign, I start rolling around, and see guy in a car who wolf whistles and cat calls me. Then gets out and starts taking pictures, another guy in car comes along and tells him to stop. He gets back in car and leaves, I miss the attention. In plane that has stopped and I go walking around to tell people, I become lucid here and walk around trying to summoning random person. I check every. Seat and he's not there so I go and wake up mom, walk into a room with a kitchen set up to the left and a small table to the right. I grab stuff from the refrigerator to eat and savor, I note that most everything tastes the same sugary cinnamon type. As mom walks in I grab all the candies or cookies and chocolate stuff and put it on the table. She makes a comment about my hunger and I shrug it off because I know I want to engage all my senses to get my full lucid dreaming experience. She sits down at the table as I try some weirdly named cookies, lemon elephants or some stuff. They do taste surprisingly good though, like a lemon gingersnap. I offer them to mom and the two other guys sitting near the window, they each take a handful and nod. The cookies look like fish pellets by the way, the next is a big cookie that looks to be made from a young child's creative playdoh session. Slightly bigger than my hand and almost all blue, except in the middle where it's a green strip going all down the middle and in the green strip are a mix of black seeds and orange to yellow colour around them slightly. It tastes like a fruit loops cinnamon bun combined and I figure I'd better work on my other senses, so I leave it for mom to finish. I look to the ground and smell the fresh air, a breeze is blowing and gives me a chill. I rub my arms and notice they are sleeveless, despite going to bed wearing sleeves, I ignore that and close my eyes for a moment to help. This has helped in past lucid dreams and as I opened them then, I see everything just a bit clearer. I nod and go to walk outside through another door, when I suddenly remember a dream challenge. I go back to mom and first ask if I may ask her something, she replies yes and I ask her what do I not know about myself? She responds that it's a good question and as she leans back in the chair to think, I wonder if she'll say anything at all. But she does and comes to the conclusion that I'm "flimsy." I did ponder that for a bit and finally thanked her, I tried to remember my second challenge but failed and assured myself I didn't have to rush things. So I finally left through the door and woke up. I went downstairs and searched the cupboard for food, trying to remember the other challenges, I found the exact same cookie in my cupboards. So I ate it and the taste was the same, I noticed I had control over my actions but didn't use this to tell myself I was dreaming..perhaps I already knew.. I did have to use the bathroom though so I did that, then I looked outside and saw three pathways carved into my woods, I went and walked towards them a bit and saw them getting a bit wider. I wondered if it lead somewhere and I chose to go to the middle one, as I approached I saw two guys and tried to wonder which they were. I kept thinking one was someone I knew but then I got them mixed up and one was walking toward my home anyway so I went with the other guy who was going towards my chosen entrance. We walked until we saw a defense system, a dragon's head as a current at the start of the road leading to the door. I waited until my new company had walked past it and then saw it shot a constant laser out of it's mouth and it's head rolled in almost every direction. I started running when it seemed to target me, once it hit it burned and I freaked out. Running to the door it just kept itself trained on my back, I saw a health bar below my feet and kept running once I noticed it moving down waaaay too fast. My friend didn't have one but kept running faster, I managed to catch up to him when we were almost at the door and I was almost dead. I lunged in front of him and said stay behind me, it worked and I managed to jump into the grid door which threw me out the other side onto the ground of some..mall? Someone near me smiled and started walking, so I followed them and noticed my health bar fill up and disappear. I don't regret using my friend as a body shield, and look around instead. The place does look like a mall and in front I saw people moving like the undead, I shake the feelings off and blink to make them disappear. It works and I continue up the stairs that the man next to me leads me to, I really wanted to head out the main doors but then I woke up for real.
So I was nearing the end of a long dream that was pretty much the usual, involving a lot of travelling around the city with girls and friends, when I went through my old neighborhood. I looked at the metal guard rail and on the other side of it in the grass were a bunch of Beachmans. What the hell? They were all different shapes and sizes, with one of them being comically giant. Who had done this? Suddenly, the door across the road opened up, and out came Conan Obrien. What!? I hug him and go in the house and meet his wife, who is a total fox. We talk for a long time about them and his family asks me all sorts of questions. They were my #1 fans.. so weird.
I had a dream where I was playing a dream themed horror game. A creature of some kind asked me to get something that was already in the room he was in, and I said "what if I just get it now?" I got it, and then I died and was sent to a fail screen where I could select from a database of dreams from the dreamviews forum. The only difference was that they were all made into 3d games. In the first one, I was playing as a DC on a bike trip with the actual person. Something happened and I decided to split off. I also remember scrolling through the database of dreams a bit. Apparently, the dream I played was from 2012. Someone seriously needs to make this a thing.
Dreams from October 3 to 4, 2017 I think I had some previous dream journal entry dates off by a day or two. As of today I am more sure they are accurate. Guitar Advice I was at my college fraternity house. A guy asked me for advice. He was trying to learn a difficult song. Instead of inner critic advice, I was going to try to give Loving Parent advice. Meaning more nurturing than critical. I was going to mention a men's coach experience with T L. There didn't wind up being any follow up on that, though. □ There was something about Audacity's "tempo" only going to 60 or 75. And another program having a wider range of tempo selections. At a certain Kilobytes per second. I commented in my D J entry that the numbers werent realistic ranges. On the way to give advice I got side tracked with taking a bath. I had no where to put my retainer. Blenders I kept spilling my spinach shake and decided to stop using the blenders. Kitchen My Dad was taking the air conditioners out. In the kitchen there was a cabinet of seasonings. But not quite enough room for them all. There were liquor bottles with price tags. Mom wanted them, but to ignore the price tags. Class I was in a school and/or class room. A girl (M R?) said something about hard work. Something about making a copy. Searching near Tree I was searching around for a bag of hearbs near the base of a tree. I found a ziploc bag with a black sock. It has a little grass in it, but no herbs. Do you want to talk to me or what?! My friend S S seemed like he wanted to talk to me. He said something about a 3:30 A M call. He was wearing a light grey shirt. I followed him all the way up to his train, but couldn't keep up. I wondered why he wouldn't let me keep pace. I caught up with him at his train. I asked him, "Wait, do you wanna talk?" It turned out he didn't. Evening at College My friend C V had a back pack on. Going home? It was the first couple weeks of a college semeter. Him going home so soon to see his family made me think of family values. He actually wanted to be with his family, where as I didn't even want to go home for holidays. I guess I felt some grief about this. Another guy was packing his stuff up to go home, too. He had on some interesting kind of costume. There was a party at my college fraternity but no one was in either of the main party rooms. I was looking for a girl I was trying to hang out with. [b]Tipping too much[/b[ I was sitting at a table with Y J and two others. Y J put down 10 dollars. I put down 10. Someone else put 5. I regretted putting too much. There were more dreams in this sleep cycle but I lagged in getting to the dream journal, so I probably forgot them. At the time, I wasn't able to think about my dreams upon awakening. It only worked if I got up to write. Notes This night I only got up once to dream journal, slept again, and then it was 6:20 A M. That means I slept through the night more than usual. That tends to be weird since usually I dream a lot and am aware of a lot of them. I felt dream deprived and it made me take a look at some of my habits I had had lately.
Morning of October 4, 2017. Wednesday. A task is given to me but the backstory is unclear. I find myself with two cans of paint and I believe I am supposed to paint two chests of drawers, one bigger than the other. I am painting (or apparently had been painting) in a sloppy way. There is a large uneven horizontal streak of orange paint at the bottom of the front with the drawers apparently being a bluish color. I notice that I had accidentally combined the two colors (dark orange and a darker yellow) into the container and I try to think of a way to separate the colors (which of course is not logical). However, I end up stirring the colors together even more, and as I do this, several other colors are seen in the mix. It then seems to be more of a dark blue and green color (which is illogical, as orange and yellow certainly do not produce any shade of blue or green). I think that maybe I will just use the one color, though the person who owns these apparent antiques might be dissatisfied. At one point, one chest of drawers has an uneven coat of an ugly dull blue color. I am annoyed, as both of my paint brushes are sticky and thick with paint, making them difficult to use competently. I think about this situation as being of the wrong thing to do, as I consider that the furniture looks much better in its natural wood grain. It turns out I am right. The male who had given me the work to do did not want the chests of drawers painted. I do not talk to him directly, but I see him from a distance. He reminds me somewhat of the teacher I had for wood shop classes at WWTI, but also a little of the owner of the pawnshop in the same city (La Crosse). It is a different (unfamiliar) male of about twenty who tells me the other male did not want them painted, but varnished. There is an unusual change in the situation without much thought about what had happened. Now it seems that I had not painted the chests of drawers at all, though this is actually a reset of my dream. An unknown female (of about forty) is showing some people some furniture, mainly chests of drawers (all of them of a natural wood grain) in a sequence of about eight or so in an unknown location. I start to point out how great one of them looks. It is fancy. It has brass handles on all the drawers and narrower scroll work all around. (It does not look like any furniture I had seen in real life, at least not recently.) Two of them, including the fancy one on the right end of the series, are apparently the ones I had originally been painting but I do not consider how I reset my dream due to being annoyed. The other one I had been painting is about the fourth left of the fancy one. The tendency to reset or “start my dream over” when I am dissatisfied with how it is going is of a curious type of non-lucid dream control that I have experienced naturally since early childhood.
It was first period at school. Me, M, and a DC, who we'll call Cathy, were working at our desks. I was talking to M when Cathy interrupted me by revealing that she liked me and asked if I liked her back. I mumbled yes because I wasn't 100% sure yet, and after that, we got to know each other. During 6th period, me and Cathy were talking to each other and then the bell rang. A PE teacher yelled at us to hurry up, and then I quickly dressed out. While everyone in our class was in the weight room, me, Cathy, and a bunch of other people were forced to run the four backstops and take a test. Me and Cathy talked about the teacher who gave us the test and how he had a year long dance unit last year, and then I woke up. Here are some details about Cathy: Black, wavy hair wore a white shirt was whiter than me and was the same height as me. So to summarize, I got my first girlfriend, and then I woke up.
Me as a kid watching tv in messy house with parents and brothers and sisters, we have to stop to tidy up the place and I sneek of to tidy up stuff that is in a giant bird's nest (arts and crafts at school). Trying to get somewhere on stonestairwell but can't as too big a gap, i'm clinging on feeling nauseas from fear of falling. I bump into Art teacher ive know since a kid then go outside where people are sunbathing. I use my powers to make food appear for someone then to make it pour rain idk why
Beach I'm on a beach where a sick man is crawling around. He hands me a pair of guns and says he can't use them in his condition. They look like ancient guns, dusty as if they had been just dug up from a thousand years ago. They seem light in my hands however. My memory fades here. Possession This dream jumped around a lot. In some scenes I'm with a sick woman with black hair I forget what we are talking about. one scene shifts and I'm outside of Hogwarts with Harry, Ron, and Hermoine We are reading The marauder's map. We are tracking someone with a strange name, whenever we go to his apparent location he isn't there physically even though the map says he is. We wind up in a graveyard and I see a transparent undead man dig himself out from the grave. I check the map and it confirms that this is the man we were looking for. Shifts again. I'm visiting a house I use to live in. I'm outside and there is a steep ladder. I contemplate jumping down, but struggle to climb down instead. I follow a woman and a boy into the house and tell them not to be alarmed... I used to live here and am Just checking it out. I wind up in a dark basement room and lay down. I feel the presence of a demon and it is terrifying. It tried to negotiate with me saying that if it inhabits me, it can do things for me that I can't will myself to do. Like i'd take a backseat in my mind and let the demon drive. It somehow takes over me.
Dreams from the night of October 1 to October 2. I am going back through my hand written dream journals and typing them up for review. Also I hope to have an LD count by the time I'm done going through these. Paper Plate Dog mask My mom's friend had this dog mask thing with orange glasses. It was made of a paper plate. Like a wolf's face drawn onto a paper plate with orange glasses on the wolf. The idea was that people would forget how to make this craft, and it was hard to scan and replicate. Someone was driving with it on. Rapper with Sterno Gun A well known rapper had a gun. But it was loaded using sterno base things like they have at buffets. Job Search I was looking up ads to be a "personal aide" but it seemed there was some kind of innuendo involved. It was day time. Significant Romance Dream I was in this room with two beds and a fridge in the middle of them I think. I was listening to some heavy metal music. It was the same music I hear in my head but can't find the actual song of. Maybe my own original music of my soul, if only I could play well enough. I didn't know it was a dream, so I was thinking, oh, wow, I found it! It was kind of Joe Satriani style. A woman appeared in the room. We were opening a fridge. Then, I was in a bed and she same and spooned with me. It was a very intimate feeling but we didn't do anything not child friendly. I think I realized it was a dream and stabilized myself with some words that were written on the wall. It was all not really understandable, but I was really staring at them, trying to memorize them. The mental focusing and visual focusing helped me stay in the dream. But I couldn't recall the words upon awakening. It was like a Wikipedia page. While I was reading it, I realized I was dreaming, and the previous parts had been a dream. I wrote a message to the woman on the wall. The wall was yellow. I wrote in teal on a silver circuit breaker. I remember the message but I will save it for my private notes because it was personal. A dog was also into the room and came into the bed with us to snuggle. I also noted that the woman was wearing navy blue. The dream was very vivid. Someone else came in the room. The lights got brighter and I looked for my orange glasses. For a moment, I didn't have them on. I worried about the melatonin suppression for it being night time. Please Refrain from Dissing my Sister This was a longer dream that took place at my Nana's house. In her living room and ground floor areas mainly. I was sitting on the couch with the woman from the previous dream and another guy. He was in the middle couch, and the woman and I were in chairs on either side of the couch. The guy was a bit heavier and wearing a funny hat. He was a video game sprite designer. We were playing on a Sonic Level with invincibility. Someone was saying, "You can't do that". I think what happened was we lost invicibility going over some spikes and lost all those rings or coins. Then Sonic and Tails looked tired. For that time the video game was on "full screen" on the "dream screen". When it pulled away, we were still on the couch. I asked the guy if he designed Pokemon Sprites. I forgot if he answered, but I felt so excited to hang out with a real video game sprite designer! At the same time, because he had a more advanced career than me, I was afraid he would draw the woman away from me. So I felt insecure especially about my career not measuring up to his. When he asked me what I did, I didn't say much. Probably just a vague kind of reply. I wanted to tell him about my Fii Note, but in the dream, it was just a regular white board. So, it didn't seem very special. In waking life I had just got a new app called Fii Write that I was really excited about, so that carried into my dream. Then my sister was walking through the room. She had got a gift for having been sober a year. It was a white board, folded up and wrapped in plastic, with a marker. She goes, "That's all I got?" in dissappointment. Then the video game designer guy began to mock her, repeating, "That's all I got?!" over and over. I was angry. "How dare he mock my sister?" So I started to squeeze his neck. His neck actually squished a lot in my hand, like soft material. But he didn't die. I was really angry. I took the guy out into my Nana's ground floor hallway and threw him over the railing down into the den. Then, I got a long metal poker, like a chimney poker, and stabbed him with the sharp end as he lay there in a fetal position. Then I turned to my left and his father had just come in. His father had this big crazy weapon thing. My Dad was at the little table at the top of the stairs to the den, bending down to go through some sort of box. I hid behind my Dad, hoping he would protect me. The guy's Dad was angry at me for hurting his son and was going to retaliate. I realized that I had a little knife. I thought that his Dad might hurt my Dad since my Dad seemed oblivious to what was going on, as a way to get revenge. I tried to grab the guy's giant pocket knife chain saw thing with my hand. I felt lots of fear. That was when I woke up. Once I was awake, I reflected on what I could have done if I had become lucid. I want to shower I was showering slowly in the upstairs bathroom of 15 Swoo. Someone else wanted to shower. They wanted me to finish my shower later. But they said they were going to wait three minutes before their shower. So I said I would finish my shower before the three minutes were up. While I was trying to shower, there was some annoying drilling. I looked outside. It was coming from some kind of T V out front. I wrote "I thought to go write". Was that in the dream? Vague Conflict The dream was about a conflict with someone I was afraid would catch up with me. But I didn't remember the details. Pool I was on a treadmill near the entrance to the pool. It was 10 A M. I saw my friend Alex and asked him if the pool was open. I was writing in Green. I went down to the locker room. I couldn't find which lock was mine. All these different locks, but where was mine? I was thinking I could swim without needing audio, but what about my left shoulder? Food Dream There was something about one of the brown dessert foods they give to the kids at Easter. And an innuendo relating it to poop. Notes When I look back at these dreams 5 months later, I can remember how excited I was to have a little bit of lucidity and a really vivid dream. I think I woke up from the conflict dream with lots of adrenaline in my system. At the time I would use the MILD technique to imagine what I could have done if I became lucid in certain dreams.
There was a girl that I knew who was part of a deeply hidden cult. The cult existed in the underground of london, where the people spent most of their time. They were told that everything the world said, the media said, their friends said was a lie to trick them into going to hell. They lived in these underground complexes and did everything on the schedule of the controllers. Babies, food, everything. Very much like that movie "The Island". I convinced a girl to switch to my side, and she would report to me every night. By the end I got her mom and dad too. I can't remember what kind of proof I used to switch them over after a lifetime of believing this stuff but they did it. The side plot of this was tha when they were in the bunkers I was either playing a new star wars battlefront game (like IV or V) and having epic space battles where Jeremy Moore was killing it in the online standings, or I was with Holly slowly uncovering a conspiracy about how instagram was going to use halloween to scan everyone's faces from their costume selfies.
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