As far back in this dream I can remember there was a winter outdoors scene with a pond. I don't remember what happened in this scene or before it. I then find myself in a very old looking video game with my best friend and a mutual friend of ours. The video game is a very bare open dungeon with liches and zombies and such basic monster, with modern public style bathrooms that you'd find in an mall or something. I seemed to have been afk from this game for some time as I had 94 orbs of (something or other) and very few other items. Either my character picked them up automatically or my friends were storing excess items on my character while I was away. I try to start figuring out the game. I've got no real weapons so I pick up some stuff off the ground that the others had thrown away. I end up using a +6 iron pickaxe but I was wondering if maybe I should be using the +4 steel scimitar. My reasoning being a steal items should be better then an iron one and it would make more sense that the scimitar would have a higher attack speed, though I saw no visible attack speed shown on the item specs. I look through my items to see if I have anything useful, I read one items that makes fur grow in an area that repels most low level monsters. I later find myself in a tv show with the main character. It seems that the show was some generic zombie type. The main character is talking to me giving me the rundown of how things work around there. I wasn't really paying attention, not having much interest in this scene or participating in it. I think about telling him how this was a dream, only remembering it for myself for a short time, but I opt to say that this world and him aren't real, it's just a simulation. The zombies show up and I say the simulation should run normally and leave me alone if I stay out of the main scene and run off away from the action not being in the mood for zombie killing. I find myself up against the wall of a building, my best friend and his girlfriend are there as well as a fictional friend I've never met before. She was a bit on the heavy side and not the most interesting personality but over all not irritating either. The other two were giving her some shit for doing something like sneaking her ex bf her period blood into prison. I wasn't about to back her on something so weirdly gross, my reaction being "uh.. yeah, that's pretty gross." At this point I've forgotten completely that this was a dream. We leave the tv show and go back to reality. I find myself at a party at someone's house I'm not familiar with but it's a nice atmosphere, I recognize some people there, and the residents of the house were really nice and attractive as well. They were a pair of sisters, one being between 14 and 16 years old maybe in a green shirt with A cups poking through quite prominently despite their size, and the other somewhere in her mid 20's, wearing in a sweater. The younger sister was looking for her lost video card (though usually I'd refer to it as a graphics card) and I offer to help since she actually seemed pretty distressed about it and had been nice since this scene started. The older sister ask why am I helping and I say I'd help anyone who was nice if it was a problem I could help with. I'm sure the older sister is wondering but not concerned if I had any intentions with her sister, and she accepts my answer and goes on about whatever she was doing, saying: "good, then I don't have to help her find it this time". I'm now wondering how often can someone lose a graphics card and why does this happen? Though I'd probably recognize it if I saw it I thought I'd start with the basics. "What does it look like/what model type is it?" she doesn't answer me, instead she seems to be mumbling to herself/thinking out loud incoherently in what I assume is a internal contained panic. I try to get her to calm down and sit down on the floor and ask her to come sit and tell me about the situation and such. I fail to make any headway though I felt like earlier she had been more articulate. Her sister comes in and tries to help. She's going to google the model to show me what it looks like. Her computer is ancient and she puts in a floppy disk for some reason. Both sisters are seeming much weirder than earlier, the younger one seeming autistic and the older one being merely very odd.
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D1 - I remember wandering around a coastline with a child. D2 - On an aeroplane the captain was an evil lady who killed my best friend. I was powerless to stop her as she stabbed her with a wicked curved knife. I regained my usual dream powers and turned back time, the corpse was under a blood soaked cloth but as time went back all the blood drained back into the body and it mended (though couldnt see it was under cloth). My friend was back to life and I brainwashed lady to crash her car on the freeway. I also remember changing someones hair to white so they looked a bit like a poodle then straightened their wonky teeth.
I've been having fairly vivid dreams recently, with quite good recall initially. I haven't been DJing regularly, though. Lucidity pretty far away, it's not #1 on my priorities recently. Among others, last night I had this memorable moment. + I'm getting in to my car, and I notice very thick, low cloud cover overhead. In fact, the clouds are hovering directly above my head. I reach up and touch them and tear off a piece. It feels like very thick, heavy, fluffy white cotton. I'm amazed at the consistency. I get in my car and start driving and the clouds are blocking my vision, I turn on my windshield wipers to clear them away and the wipers work at a furious pace (far faster than waking wipers) to clear away the clouds.
24 October 2017 We began at Patty's Pub. I was observing what appeared to be a budding relationship between an adult Angelica Pickles and an older gentleman whom I will name "Jenkins." Angelica seemed to be happy in the relationship and everyone agreed that they were a good fit. Jenkins' extended family was there with them and they could not be happier. Though I would soon learn that Angelica did not share this sentiment. I witnessed her in the back room, freaking out over the prospect of being in a relationship with this man. In truth, she was disgusted by him and wanted out. There was a problem, though. Angelica felt that she could not just break it off, for some reason, she felt that she had to make him out to be a monster, assuring that she would be completely justified in her decision to break up with Jenkins. I watched as Angelica went out and accused Jenkins of sexually assaulting her. Later we were at some sort bookstore in a mall. At that point, everyone had heard the stories that Angelica was spreading about Jenkins. Thankfully, no one within the family believed her. The entire family was supportive of Jenkins. Unfortunately, Angelica knew that this family would discredit her so she decided that she would discredit the entire family. I suddenly found myself observing the events through Jenkins' eyes. I could even hear his thoughts as he walked throughout the video store, seeing the damage that Angelica was doing. Angelica had sparked fights among the family members and now rifts were starting to form. Not only that but Angelica's accusation had had a negative impact on his personal life. I could hear him thinking, "I thought I had found a nice girl but she turned out to be a psychopath!" I began to feel angry for Jenkins as he continued to walk through the store. He could only watch helplessly as family members turned on one another. Over and over again, Jenkins just kept thinking to himself, "That girl is a psychopath! That girl is a psychopath!" Sometime later, I was myself again. I was no longer experiencing the world through Jenkins' eyes. Word had spread of what had happened and people had come together to help Jenkins expose Angelica as the narcissist she is. I remember that Princess Celestia and Princess Luna were both there. I don't remember what the plan was exactly but I do remember what was involved. We were in a small blue theatre within the bookstore. The room was dark except for the bright blue light that was emanating from the screen. I was helping the team tape what appeared to be a line of security cameras connected by a single cord onto the wall. Once everything was set up we all hid in the back and waited for Angelica to show up. I may not remember what we had prepared for her but I do remember the sense of anticipation that filled the room. I couldn't wait to see the look on Angelica's face when we finally got her. Just a few more moments.... Sadly, I would never see our plan come to fruition. I was awoken by mom as she entered the living room. I lay on the couch and groan, upset that I would not get to see how this story ended. Little did I know that this was only the beginning. My mom left the room and I drifted back to sleep. I reentered the dream realm and found myself standing outside the mall where Jenkins and Angelica were. And so the story continues... So this dream was a long one, I don't have time to get it all down now. I decided to split it into two parts. I'll post part two later.
I'm going through some outdoor space. It's full of boxes, cardboard, stuff laying around. I'm chasing someone and I'm climbing over thing thinking proudly how good I'm at that and that I finally get to do it. There are some bunnies. One got separated and I want to close the gate so it doesn't go out on the street, but I see rest of his group is there, so I let him go. They are brown, white,... so cute. I'm outside, and I look up. Nothing at first, but stars come to view, shooting star, formations of stars... I feel the strongest feeling of happiness. I cry or almost cry from seeing such beauty. I also know, that those things appeared only after I kinda wished for them to appear, and I'm satisfied with that knowledge.
2017, 10-25 Game of Dreams – House of Fire Arya: I am in a bed inside a room made of stone. I am Arya. I hear a sound. At first I think it is a wolf howling, but then I realize it is a horn blowing. And I immediately know it is a signal of danger. Everyone is scrambling to get out of their beds and get their clothes on and grab whatever weapons they can find. I climb up to the battlements of this fortress along with several other people. The man who is the leader of our group is already there. His name is Yarin. As I look out over the village, I see most of it is on fire. I wonder what the point of that is? A group of soldiers comes riding up to the gate. The one that appears to be their leader commands us to open it. Yarin says that none of the villagers are here. He says that the only ones here are members of the Knight’s Watch and we take no part in their war. That doesn’t seem to matter to that guy below. He says open in the name of the king. Yarin says we don’t recognize any king. We are all with the Kight’s Watch. Mostly children. The guy down below says children died the same as anyone else. I am thinking to call him a cowardly asshole, but I keep my mouth shut. It is clear that these enemies, who are flying the Lannister banner, do not give a shit who we are. They just want to kill people. The leader down below gives the command that they should storm the walls. It is at this point that a strange cloaked figure stepped out from the side. It is a woman, dressed in white robes. She looks like she is from Assassin’s Creed. She tells the soldiers that they will have to get past her before they can assault the walls. They find this amusing. I realize that that woman down there is me. After a brief exchange between the enemy leader and me, there is a short fight. I watch myself easily dispatch three soldiers that come forward to kill me. This is really kind of interesting. I don’t normally get to watch myself being a badass. The enemy leader asks me if she really thinks she can take on all of them by herself? That’s when Altaïr shows up. He says I don’t have to face them alone. I am thinking I will watch the fight, but Yarin doesn’t seem to like that idea. He says that it’s only a matter time before they get past those two weirdos, and truth be told, we really don’t have a chance against all those soldiers. He says Gendry and I should run. He says to take as many of the others as we can. I am thinking there is no need for that, but then I remembered that the barn is most likely still on fire. I have to get the three prisoners out of there, and as many animals as I can rescue. I follow Gendry out towards the barn inside the fortress, that is where they keep the animals when they have to hide up in the fortress. And it is on fire. There is a little girl with us that seems to cry all the time. Gendry scoops her up in one arm. He has no trouble carrying her. We get into the barn, I hear the animals around panicking. I also hear the prisoners trying to break free. Gendry and Hot Pie have opened a trap door in the floor. They tell me to hurry up and come along. I’m not ready to go. I ask where they left the axe that they were using to chop wood? They tell me it’s outside. I told him to go ahead, I will catch up. They disappear through the hole. I hear a lot of noise right now, both humans and other animals are panicking. Since no one can see me, are use telekinetic energy to blast out a couple of large holes in the walls. This allows for donkeys and horses and some other barnyard animals to escape. But the prisoners will need some help. I run outside and quickly grab the axe. I run back into the barn weaving around horses and donkeys as they run for safety. The smoke inside is thick. It’s hard to breathe. I follow the sound of the prisoners calling out. When I get close enough I throw the axe up to one of them. I can’t even tell which one it is. I figure they can free themselves with that. Now I see I could be in trouble. This barn is completely engulfed in flames all around me. I know I can’t make it back out of the barn before it collapses, so I dive for the trap door opening that Gendry and Hot Pie used. I just barely get through the trap door when I hear a loud crash behind me. I face plant in the mud but I don’t mind. At first I thought the barn had collapsed completely, but I guess that hadn’t quite happened yet. Because I have only gone a few feet before there is an even louder crash behind me, followed by a cloud of dust and smoke. The dust and smoke make it hard to breathe. But it soon passes. There’s no way I’m going to be able to go back the way I just came. The dust has settled enough that I can continue going through the tunnel. But I don’t get very far before I wake up.
Hi! I had a dream last night! I was a male police officer who lived alone, and took in trouble children to try and help them have a better life. I remember bringing them to school, and watching from the balcony as the teacher taught them. I was constantly in trouble though as I was on the bad side of criminals for doing that with their gang members..! A lot of chasing ensued..!
2017, 10-25 Game of Dreams – Night Assault I am in a Game of Thrones world, but this time I am not inside one of the characters there. I am myself, Raven Knight. I look around and see that I’m in a town seems to be mostly on fire. There is clearly an attack underway. I hear the sound of voices not far off. I followed those voices. I see there is a fortress near the center of town. That is obviously where people go to stay safe from attack. There are numerous warriors standing outside of the main gate. The one that appears to be their leader is yelling at a guy up on the walls. I recognize the guy on the wall as the one who is collecting new members of the Knight’s Watch. His name is Yarin. I also remembered that he seems to assume everyone will honor the fact the Knight’s Watch doesn’t take any side in a war. I know that to be bullshit. The leader of the enemies calls up at Yarin that he should open the gates in the name of King Joffrey. Yarin says that the Knight’s Watch does not take a part in their wars. But that doesn’t seem to matter to the guy in the armor. Yarin says he will not open the gates. The asshole leader of the bandits, bandits fighting for the Lannister‘s, says that makes them traitors to the true king. He orders his people to assault the walls and kill everyone inside. At this point I step out and walk right up to the gate. I am between the enemies and the gate. I tell them that they will not be able to assault the walls until they get past me. There is some laughter at that. The leader mocks me and asks what a little girl is going to do to keep them from getting into the fortress? I told him the only little girls around here I see would be him and his people, the one to seem to enjoy murdering children. Oh, and for the record, I personally think Joffrey is an ass and a bastard. The leader orders everyone there that they should kill me and then assault the walls. Before they make their move I ask them, is that your whole plan? Kill me? Because it’s not that easy. A couple of them come up to just clear me out of the way easily. It is not easy. I use the song Warriors by Disturbed. “I am now an instrument violence! I am a vessel of invincibility! I will not leave this undecided, stepping down to battle another day!” As they come in attack I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade. They have some pretty good armor on… and my Alex Mercer blade cuts through it as if it was tinfoil. I cut down three enemy soldiers that came forward to kill me. “Surrender now or be counted with the endless masses I will defeat! I am one with the warrior inside!” Their leader says that’s an interesting blade I have fitted over my arm. He asks if I really think I can take on all of them by myself? A man’s voice says I don’t have to. I turn and look to see Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad. Now there is an Alex Mercer and an Assassin fighting them. One of them asked Altaïr who the fuck he is? He just says that they wouldn’t know him, but now they’ll never forget him. The Warrior by Disturbed continues. “Our dominance can’t be denied, the entire world will turn into a battlefield tonight! As we look upon you with warrior’s eyes, we can see the fear that will ensure our victory tonight!” Altaïr and I fight. The enemies are unable to stand before us. Altaïr also has some ranged weapons. I’m not sure what they are. But they knock enemies off of their horses without harming the horse. I am also aiming at the enemies on the horse, not the horses. I don’t want to hurt horses. Just as the song is ending it seems that the enemies have decided they’ve had enough. Many of them are dead, and the rest of them are retreating. Now Yarin calls to us and asked which King were fighting for? I tell him we’re not fighting for any king. Altaïr says were fighting to protect the ones that all the kings seem to forget about. We are fighting to protect the innocent. I comment that I don’t think they will be bothered again this evening. But if someone comes back, then I’ll be back to. I look around in the burnt village for a bit. I am thinking that I want to find cats, so I wander off. Searching near the lake, I find a mother cat and some newborn kittens. They are stuck between a burning building and the lake. I scoop up all of the kitties. I pick them up in a basket that they were laying on as a bed. So now I have a mother cat and five kittens in a basket. It is about here that I wake up.
2017, 10-25 Back to School Daze I am at Pima Community College heading to my class. It is a computer animation class. There are a lot of people standing around outside right now. And there is a serious weed problem. I’m not talking about the drug. I’m talking about plants. A strange plant has been growing out of control. It is a plant that looks kind of like human hair. It is blocking the pathways in some places. People who want to get by have to grab large chunks of it and throw it out into the desert. It isn’t hard to pull up, and I am actually thinking that this part of the plant is already dead. It looks like serious fire hazard. I am thinking we should try to do something about it, but right now my class is going to start. So I find the correct classroom and go in. I sit down at a computer that has some 3-D animation software running on it. There are some premade models already in the scene. It actually already looks pretty cool. I see a planet, moon, lots of stars, and a person. A character model looks like Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad from Assassin’s Creed. I am just messing around before class, and I stand Altaïr on the moon. The model of Altaïr is much too large compared to the moon. When I pull him too close to the moon, he automatically bends his legs. I am thinking that my work isn’t very good, because I see someone else working on their project and they have some weird space entity that is eating up all of the other objects. But they don’t seem pleased with it, so I guess that’s not what they wanted to do. My computer does strange things. More models appear. There are now two characters and three moons. The new character looks like Desmond from the Assassin’s Creed series. He is trying to balance on the smallest moon. He fails to do so, and falls right out of the monitor into the room with us. I am sitting there looking at him, he is on the floor next to my seat. All I can think to say is, Desmond! You’re real! I wake up in bed and get up. I am thinking that I have to go to school. I go out into the other room where my mother is watching television. It looks like she is watching an old episode of MacGyver. I start telling her about my dream. She doesn’t seem very interested, but pays a little bit of attention. I am telling her about the features on the 3-D software, and saying I wish the real ones did that. I have just gotten to the point where Desmond falls out of the computer. My mom stops and looks at me, and asks if he’s cute? She says I should marry him. I tell her he was only a dream. I can’t marry a dream. My mother doesn’t pay any attention to the dream part, and says I should marry Altaïr. I am considering that maybe I am still dreaming, but I wake up before I can do anything about it.
and this one was so awesome too. I remember a toddler. Only she was really 35 years old. She was pretending to be a child to influence someone of power. I vaguely recall a coup (sp) between leaders and a shooting which was a play for escape only the wives of 2 allies were killed in the confusion. And that's pretty much all I recall Then the zombie dreams overwrote it It was decent as far as "same ole, same ole" goes. The bases were pretty cool and the zombies were almost all feral (meaning they run day or night instead of only at night. It's a video game thing). I kept running out of ammo and running circles around them and parkouring out of their reach. As I woke up from that dream, I figured out (or possibly figured out) who one person on my server is. I put out an invite over FB (IRL) for my 7 Days to Die server. Everyone was accounted for except one. But it's password protected and only a handful of people (on Steam) know what I use. I'm going to have to ask him when I get on lol Another tidbit of a dream involved me clubbing animals. Only, they wouldn't die. Even though I clubbed a dog until it was disfigured, it still followed me around loyally which made me very sad. And then I clubbed my favorite cat, Simon, and he too wouldn't leave my side. I was afraid of the animals and sad I had to kill them. I have no idea about that dream.
An assassin ninja girl gets captured by a group of aliens inhabiting the planet when trying to steal a magic flag needed for some ritual. After escaping, the ninja girl steals the flag and runs through a field (that looks like its from an open world RPG) while an alien drop ship tails her. There were small caves with human bones in them and a lot of bridges that lead to another town.
D1 - Had a dream about being a secret agent in a futuristic tower block where everything seemed to be metal. I was in a cramped tiny room with other agents getting ready to meet some other people, thankfully the doors were slidey electronic ones. In the dream I kept getting distracted from the plot due to the view out of the windows. I kept looking out and up at the skyline and being disconcerted by the size of a building on the skyline, the other dcs who I pointed it out to were not interested, though they looked when I kept pointing. By the end of the dream the building had grown to take up the whole skyline with a massive dome and strange diamond shape walls. We never did get to do much agent stuff, just got suited up. D2 - Going for a job another candidate gets the job as they are able to change lots of things using their powers. They can memorise anything and become super confident. They have a pale blue light around them and give me the ability to teleport too. I bounce around teleporting still in agent mode using x-ray vision to check no one is about. I get to an area where there are loads of hospital style curtains (twin peaks) also a pale blue glow is there. D3 - Looking after school kids, trying to get them ready for football then as a treat to go swimming. we have to go out on road and almost get hit by a truck as it swings past but I pull them out of way. so we go through building to meet other class
Morning of October 25, 2017. Wednesday. There are two types of dream scenarios influenced by the “Supernatural” television series; ones in which I am “in” the show’s world (without realizing that it is fiction) and ones in which I am aware of the Winchesters as their real-life counterparts as actors and on the set of the show or another location. This dream is of the former type; I am “in” the world where “Supernatural” is imagined as “real”. Sam and Dean, and apparently their father, have discovered a portal to another world, though it is more like a pocket universe in the form of a large cave. They need to retrieve something deeper within the cave, such as important maps or other documents and possibly treasure. There are unusual features related to working near the opening of this cave. There is a small pond as well as some sort of dynamic staircase that rises from the pond and which changes in position and orientation (including upside-down). At one point, there are very loud footsteps and vibrations that imply a giant anthropomorphic creature approaching the mouth of the cave from inside; a giant manlike beast that wakes up when the portal is open, apparently preventing people from going farther into the cave, though I never see this giant. They close the portal for a time, though I decide to run off and hide in an orange grove. I think about which orange tree would be the most suitable to hide behind. At this point, it seems like the orange grove across the street from my Cubitis home (where I have not lived since 1978), which then implies that the portal was in about the center of the Cubitis living room, bilocated as such (environmental bilocation being a very common aspect of my dreams since childhood, yet of which I hardly ever see other people write about). Absentmindedly, I go back to the location where Sam and Dean are. They seem very cheerful. They have an unusual advantage now. There are two living idols that are on our side of the portal that are preventing two smaller living idols from going back into the entrance of the cave. The smaller ones are only about a foot high and the other two about two feet in height. They look somewhat like Maori idols. I watch the smaller two try to get back into the cave, but they eventually give up because of the larger two guarding it. They then go to a playground and have fun sliding down the slide, exclaiming “wee” and giggling. I watch the activity of these unusual living statues for a few minutes. Sam and Dean are now getting what they want from the cave. The giant will sleep when the two small idols are not present inside. He could not possibly wake up otherwise. From here, I absentmindedly wander off into a featureless field (a common liminal space setting in my dreams, especially in the last scene), which seems to be at night. A beautiful young girl approaches though I do not fully recognize her as a young version of Zsuzsanna (even though she is, though my conscious self identity is still subliminal and my non-lucid dream self amnesiac and of fictitious dynamics). We hug and kiss but she says something about needing to go somewhere. I assume I will see her again later as my dream fades. Since early childhood, other than literal prescience (including biological foreshadowing as well as premonitory factors of the waking jolt itself) and many other literal features, my dreams have easily been seen as mostly being about dreaming and waking in real time (and the symbolism as such, obviously as it is a mental process in real time) rather than the nebulous and ill-informed concept of “interpretation” that many people believe in for whatever reason. The same is true for this dream. The cave represents the status of being unconscious (including the redundant factor of a dream as if of “another world” that “hides” the conscious self identity) as well as deeper levels of memory (validated by the Cubitis setting, not seen in real life since 1978). The four idols represent dynamics of the reticular activating system, which mediates the level of consciousness (and is responsible for the nature of waking symbolism, sometimes utilizing real-life environmental ambiance or physical discomfort of sleeping position). The two smaller idols (emergent consciousness factors, unfeasibly otherwise modeled after the preconscious, representing the two brain hemispheres) need to be present to activate waking, yet the two larger idols (dream-based figures representing my subliminal desire to sleep longer) prevent them from causing the giant to wake. The two smaller idols still playfully simulate waking (to indicate that waking up is not so bad) by playfully going down the slide, which is akin to the common biological falling sensation of waking. After this, a young Zsuzsanna (mostly as she appeared when we first met in real life, though she is wearing slacks and a blouse) is rendered as the emergent consciousness factor to “try again”. This time, coalescence waking symbolism is the key and the feasible result, which symbolizes both my dream self’s coalescence back into my conscious self identity, my link to the familiar, and the dawning of conscious self identity recognition, which is not present in many dream states. “Beyond the Martian Time Barrier / The Martian Casket” from 1973 is a very good example of the same core symbolism. The status of sleeping and waking bilocated in the center of the Cubitis living room in mostly the same way, though in that dream, REM sleep was also symbolized as the “sleeping” Martian’s eyes being seen to move realized as being mine as reflected back. In that case, there was not an additional waking symbolism segment as here, as it was not needed.
Creepy Dreamed I was with a ghost hunting crew from youtube. At first we were exploring a haunted bar/pizza place. One of the guys was bored and asked i I wanted to play a game of pool with him. Later we were outside and got in his car. We both looked in the mirror and there was a guy sitting in the backseat talking to us. His voice was mumbled. We both looked to the backseat at the same time and no one was there. We then looked at eachother and screamed and ran out of the car.
I wake up from WILD into my house and use the door trick to enter a different place. I walk through the door and am in a void until I spawn in a classroom, which turns into a train, then a plane. I remember the Task of the Years, and I run down the hall to beat up the pilots and fly it myself for a while until we go through the time warp and stop in a futuristic tunnel like place where the plane becomes a train again. I am in a new city. I exit the plane, fly above the city and watch the sunrise. It is daytime now, and I can tell that this is a futuristic dystopian city of extreme order and control by the layout of the buildings and the bizarre architecture.
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