Dream 1: My family and I are at the airport. We have to go to the other part of it...in disguise (?) because of a fire and smoke in the nearby mountains. We stop to use the restroom. My dad and brother go ahead and use it, but as I'm trying to head to the toilets, this kid who used to bully me in middle school blocks me and starts kicking me, and mocking me. I tried having a normal conversation with him so that he would let me alone, but then he just starts making fun of me again. I had no idea what to do. It was a very powerless feeling and it was awful to have to relive that :/ Thankfully I woke up pretty quickly. No lucidity though. IRL, this kid was a prick in middle school, but he actually became a really nice guy in high school. It was weird how that worked. I went from hating him to liking him over the course of a year. I did my best to forgive him for what he had done to me in the past. So I have no idea why my subconscious wanted me to experience that again. Dream 2: I was at a nice restaurant with my (extended) family. We went to dinner at this fancy restaurant inside a mall. But I had to go to the bathroom, and the chef or waiter or whoever I talked to said that there wasn't a bathroom in the restaurant, so I'd have to go next door. Next door was a more casual but still pretty fancy diner with a bar as part of it. I walked past the bar and into the outdoor patio area. At this point, I had completely forgotten about using the bathroom, and went to get a drink of water instead. I sat outside with my water for a while, on a concrete step, next to a single dude on my right and a parent and their toddler-age daughter on the left. (Can't remember if the parent was male or female.) I watched a small little fountain show that they had going on. Water was leaping into the air out of the small fountain; I think it was shaped like a dolphin? Not 100% sure. A Weepinbell was there too for some reason, and it spit bubbles out of its mouth and into the air. The song "Alone I Break" by Korn was playing. When I woke up, the song was still in my head. o_o Dream 3: Family again. We're going home from a reunion. My dad said that he'd take me to a cool place he was thinking of, but I can't remember where. Before leaving, I start playing with some toys in this outdoor pit (part of our condo). Kaden, a former co-worker of mine, is there for some reason. We dig through this ENORMOUS mess of toys -- like it's about the size of a small house -- and we found a really cool map. This other dude who looked half-white, half-Chinese was there, and he was the one who found the map. Each time you looked at it, the map would change. The first time it had the 50 states, the second time it only had the continental 48, and the third time it had a saying or slogan or something on it in black lettering with a yellow background. Might've flipped it a fourth time; I don't really remember but if we did I believe something new was on there. There was a piece of tape on it, too, with some writing, but I don't recall what it said. We tried to find the brand so that we could buy one ourselves, but we couldn't seem to find it. IRL the power went out last night for just a few seconds; I can't remember which dreams it was in between but I couldn't remember anything when I woke up then. (The fans went off, so I think that's what woke me up) Dream 4: Some guy with long blond hair was complaining about how they wouldn't let this one girl who was a missionary use DeviantArt or Facebook or other websites ("they" being the people in charge of her, I think), and I was trying to explain to him that missionaries aren't supposed to use those things anyway at least until they finish. I don't know why all of these dreams involved bathrooms and my family. And I'm still trying to decide whether to keep describing my dreams in past tense or present tense. But overall it was a night with a lot of vivid memories, so that I am grateful for!
Morning of August 26, 2017. Saturday. I am with my wife Zsuzsanna in an unknown residence that my dream self sees as ours. We have a large cage with three sections of equal size. Each section has the essence of an area in a zoo with miniature animals. The middle section has a few deer. The deer are no bigger than my hand. The cage is about as tall as I am. At one point, I notice a small amount of water running down in a narrow stream. It seems to be meant to flow into a container for drinking water but it is just outside of the area I look at. I see that each section has an area for drinking water, but apparently each container is in a different area. I try to adjust something which changes the flow of the water. It seems unusual in that each built-in pipe seems slightly out of alignment to fill the container. The running water changes each time to being near each of the three drinking areas for the animals as I adjust something near the top of the cage facing the room, but I do not see it working fully prior to waking. I had this dream after reading more about the glymphatic system. Flowing water typically relates to this process during sleep (as water dynamics relate directly to sleep dynamics as such), but as it is biological, cannot be controlled. The miniature animals then, are probably associated with astrocytes. Towards waking, there is less fluid flowing. Water (the main basis of dream state induction) getting lower over time has been common waking symbolism since early childhood. This is possibly another variation of it. Electrical activity of neurons synchronizes as we fall asleep, so this may be a form of subliminal reinduction (that is, an attempt to synchronize flow even though I have likely slept long enough), in which case a dynamic of my non-lucid dream self may be biological as in a number of past dreams. (This was not my last dream of the sleeping period and I fell into slow-wave sleep again.) On a much simpler level, it may also be relating that one cannot drink water when one is asleep and thus eventually creates enough awareness of the self to initiate waking as the majority of dreams are designed to do in the last segment. Despite the pretense of “interpretation” by people who do not understand what dreams are (which includes the majority in my experience, even “experts”), dreams are inherently biologically designed to wake a person up and attend to environmental or biological needs (such as an unknown noise or a need to use the bathroom or to drink water), which is the most important neural process that exists. This does not mean they do not sometimes have other layers, such as prescience, transpersonal communication (which most people do not even believe in despite overwhelming evidence), deliberate lucid rendering, and “practice” events.
2017, 08-24 Game of Dreams – Shadow Attack Tyrion: I am riding on a horse. There is a wet bag over my head and my hands are tied in front of me. We finally come to a stop. When they remove the bag I look around to see where I am. None of it looks familiar, but somehow I know it's not where I'm supposed to be. I see some people around me that I recognize. There is a woman here with us, Catelyn Stark. I am angry at her because when I was playing this game as her I set a plan in motion. She has totally screwed it up. When I was playing as her I had clearly put into her mind that Tyrian Lannister (who I am playing as right now) did not try to kill her son. But she threw that out. When we start moving again they leave the bag off of my head. And then they untie my hands. Am I supposed to be grateful? A couple times when I have a chance to talk I try to tell Catelyn I'm not the one that tried to kill her son. I even try logic. If I was the one that tried to kill her son, why would I use my own blade? That would be stupid. I tell her I just left Winterfell after having given them a plan for making a saddle so that her crippled son could ride a horse. Why would I want to kill him and then make him a nice saddle? And then there was the story of how I supposedly got the dagger in question. I'm interrupted at this point, however, because we are under attack. We are hugely outnumbered. We need every single fighter we can get. I am there, with two of men loyal to Tyrion. But none of us are armed. I tell Catelyn that we should all be able to flight. She doesn't want to trust me. I tell her that if some of us lose here then we all lose. These bandits will kill everyone regardless of family, we are in this together. Finally she gives us weapons. She gives my companions a sword at a bow, and she gives me a big ass axe. A big old battle axe. Now I feel more like a dwarf out of Lord of the rings. The enemies are approaching, and our archers attack first. I see that there was a minstrel with us who is hiding behind a rock. I looked out into the line of fire and I see that the arrows aren’t actually doing anything to the enemies. They are just bouncing harmlessly off some strange energy field around them. It looks like dark energy. But what would they be doing with dark energy? I know if someone doesn't charge our weapons with light energy then we're screwed. I don't know how I will explain it, but I have to do something. I focus on the song Battery by Metallica to charge everyone's weapons on our side would light energy. There is some lightning and sparks pass to all of our side’s weapons. Everyone pauses, but there isn’t time to question now. They have to go back to fighting. The next arrows that our archers loose cut right through the dark energy field. I have also charged my own axe with light energy. That means we are able to hit the enemies, but it doesn't mean we can't be hurt by them. I am doing my best. It seems a bit awkward handling such a big weapon when I'm so small. I jump up on top of a horse’s head, not realizing I could even jump that high, and bury my axe in an enemy’s head. I take out another enemy that was right next to the first from the back of the first enemy’s horse. I jump down to the ground and the two horses run off to get out of the violence. I am about to go after some more enemies when I hear a woman scream. I turn around and look and see that Catelyn is surrounded by enemies. It only vaguely crosses my mind to not do anything. Instead I go over there and bury my axe in the back of one of the enemies. A second enemy turns away from Catelyn and starts coming at me. That leaves him wide open. Catelyn has a dagger and it is charged with light energy. She slits his throat with it. The other enemy that was attacking her, and all of the others that are still alive, have decided not to stick around. They were probably figuring they were completely protected. But they weren't. At least not protected from me. I look around for a bit, several people have died. I wasn’t able to save everyone. Tyrion’s own people are among the dead. They weren’t really warriors, Tyrion hadn’t expected to have to fight. One of Catelyn’s people is injured, Sir Rodrik Cassel. I am thinking I can heal him, but I don't want to make it too obvious. I look around and then pick up some dry leaves. They are harmless. I tell the Sir Rodrik and Catelyn that I have something that can help his wound. At first they don't want me anywhere near him. I finally convinced them when I tell say that if we get attacked again, we need every single fighter we can get. So they finally let me try. I put the harmless but useless leaves on the wound and tell him it’s a special herb that will help with healing. I also focus healing energy. The man says that he can feel the difference right away. This is the pain is going away. After I am done with that, one of the other people thinks that I should give up my weapons, but Catelyn says I am to keep them, we may be attacked again with little notice. I finish my previous thought. I couldn’t have won the dagger when my brother lost the joust because I never bet against my family. I lost considerable coin on that match. It is here I wake up.
My brother was playing Metroid Fusion and ended up breaking the SNES controller, I go around the house and they tell me the year is 1804(or something like that) not 2017 and I traveled and alternate reality, I go around the house and they show me that there are other people in a part of the house that other residents stuff, they try to teach me techniques and stuff and show me some chalky magic rocks to use against the forbidden residents, and they think I know kung fu but I don't. I get frustrated and go to the forbidden residents and the other residents discuss with them, I ask them what's all the fuzz about, and they told this is a dream.
2am-8am: 1 Dream Forgotten, 1 LD 9am-3pm: 1 LD Forgotten August 24 Afternoon around my current home, I didn’t walk outside but rather the dream started with me outside around the right of the house. I was searching around for a peculiar noise, the sound of a child crying/small screams, and it seemed to be coming from our storage area or the back right from the house. I looked around and pushed up the tarps, trying to see inside but couldn’t actually make out anything and instead got frightened by someone sneaking up or not sneaking but I wasn’t paying attention enough to acknowledge their presence. The person that startled me looked like a mix between the comics and batman game versions of the joker. I regarded him as the joker and to me it seemed to be him because I did feel certain uneasiness around him, I had trouble looking up into his face due to my slight fear and instead I mentioned the sounds to him. He kind of laughed it off and said something to make me walk away and stop worrying about it, but then he just nudged me a bit and half commented and half said that I was scared of him as a question. I just looked down and shuffled away, I felt uncomfortable but I did say no in a quiet voice before jogging away and to the left side of the house. Here I walked fast near the front and just as I was going to turn the corner to be at the front of the house, I saw him just appear with a grin and it scared me so much that I think I might have had a heart attack had it not been a dream. It was the way he suddenly appeared at the corner that made me think he probably didn’t run or walk there, but I had no evidence to suggest he was capable of anything else. So he of course confirmed that I was scared of him, if only slightly, with a laugh and a stretched smile. Next I took a tumble and ended up on the ground on my stomach, he plopped down and tried to lay down on me but I rolled over and quickly got up. His remark about my comfort made me want to get away from him, but instead of going inside I walked out front a bit more till I could see the cul-de-sac and the road leading into it and past it. On that road I saw some bikers drive by, I had the knowledge that they had been up to no good and were taking a body to be dumped down at the end of our neighborhood. Even though they were far away, I got the feeling they had seen us, us because the joker had walked up behind me and was peering over my shoulder which was wasn’t really peering but more leering as he stood a great bit taller than myself. Anyway I backed up and turned away, I was worried they’d be coming over here and I didn’t know what to do because I knew they had seen us now and would be coming. Once they were there or where we were, I just wanted to run away but the joker said something along the lines of expecting them and then he started the fight so I kind of had to help then. I dodged what I assumed were bullets because I heard the firing, but once I got in front of a guy to take his gun and I heard the gunfire but didn’t feel anything. I finally realized they weren’t shooting, they were sounding out something that was meant to be scary or maybe they had been trying to fire but their weapons jammed? Anyway I grabbed the guys’ gun and beat him in the face with it, he stumbled back and I fired but saw nothing was happening so I ran. My feet carried me to the right of the storage area where our car was parked, I saw a man stuffing wooden pieces into the car door handle and then backing away. I knew that they were explosives so I pulled them out and started berating the man for trying to blow up our car, a car we’d had for many years. I just started going off about how old the car was and how practically nobody has these cars anymore, I could tell it was working because he was hesitant to use more explosives and he had a guilty look on his face. (It’s a 1986 Volkswagen Diesel for those wishing to know) Finally the other men came over and stopped fighting, the joker was nowhere to be seen, I did continue to talk about how old the car was and the leader seemed impressed with this. Somehow in this moment I knew I was dreaming and thought I should get away, but when I started to back up and run he turned back and everyone started firing at me again, but they did leave the car alone, I rushed away and over to the shed. Went inside and it changed settings to be a store, I was in an isle of magazines and on the floor I saw a bug. I waited until it moved and then I jumped up and held until it moved away, placed my feet back on the floor and did it again and again until I got out of that isle. The register had some food near it, huge 10in. French toast sliced diagonally and smells of cinnamon. I took one and said it needed more seasoning, which it was too much bread for the little amount of cinnamon and sugar but I was going to pay anyway. I was of course until I noticed I had no money, so I said I’d be back and I went out the front door of the store which lead me into a trailer and out of the trailer I was now to the left of the shed. I ran to the house and inside I went to mom’s blue pack where I got some money and told my two brothers who were on their computers that I was going to buy them some sandwiches. They just nodded and said okay, and then I went outside but got distracted by rooster crowing coming from the right. Just out front of the house were the two bardrock roosters running from something in the woods, I then saw an all white cat with blue or green eyes? Chasing them and it chased them right in front of the house where it stopped and growled at them. I watched for a bit and then walked to the shed where I woke up.
I need to remember to update my LD count on my profile. So last night was exceptionally memorable for whatever reason, and I also was privileged to wake up a lot in order to write them down, but was able to fall back asleep pretty quickly. It's a shame that college is starting up again so soon. Don't get me wrong, I love college, but it's hard to get enough sleep. This time, though, it's going to happen. I will figure out a way! Okay so last night's dreams: Dream 1: A new romance novel is coming out. A middle-aged lady (pale skin, black hair) of about 45 falls in love with like a 23 year old man. She decides to cast a spell to make him a bit older, but only by 2 or 3 years. Hmmm. Non-lucid. Dream 2: Non-lucid. I was in some sort of park or playground, by a large open entrance to what looked like a sewer. There was a guy there with superpowers, and a group of friends. I was standing by the sewer entrance, and there were tons of flies and rats. The rats were slowly being driven insane by the contamination of the sewer. I watched one panicked rat as it was slowly devoured by the flies. As the illness started to take control of its mind, its eyes started to turn hostile looking. Now, I think that rats are kinda cute IRL, but in that dream I completely flipped out. Turns out, I can fly, so I do, towards the group of people and away from the rats and flies. ._. Someone in the group of friends "fell asleep to see if we truly cared" - I don't recall that though; it's just in my dream journal. I also think that I was someone else in that dream, or had a different appearance. This doesn't happen to me too often. Dream 3: I became lucid a short while into a dream where some of the people were anime characters and the rest of the people were normal. A friend from college (Dylan) was there - not in anime form though; he looked normal. I got really excited and asked him if he knew that we were in a dream. He said something along the lines of "Well yeah. You know not everything is real right?" And I said "Yep!" and went to the kitchen for some reason. :') Lots of anime people all around~! I think I asked some other people about that as well. There was a vending machine by the kitchen, and my mom was there, getting me milk and apple juice. Why, when I am a fully grown adult? I have no idea. But for some reason, I'm getting really annoyed because my mom got like 3 apple juices and 1 milk, but I wanted more milk than that. I was getting confused because I looked inside the vending machine, but the milk was completely gone. I think that this might have been either part of another dream, or my lucidity had faded by this point. Dream 4: In another dream, I think I was trying to sleep in some room, protecting myself from spiders and a bear in another room by putting blankets and stuff under my bed so that way the blankets would deter them (underneath my bed, a hole in the wall led to another room where the bear and spiders dwelt). Weird stuff. Non-lucid. Dream 5: I was going to be sold into slavery, but I didn't care because I quickly realized that I was in a dream. Randomly. It's weird; I didn't do an RC or have any dream signs or anything. I just knew. I realized that I wasn't wearing any shoes, so I made some appear. They were black and another color; I don't remember which though. A lady led us into a room, into a spaceship or something that was supposed to take us to the place where we would be enslaved. I was there with a bunch of girls and only a few guys. Tess (my tulpa!) was flirting with me and hitting on me, and other girls were there too occasionally taking part. We were all in a really good mood and I think it's because I knew it was a dream. :') Dream 6: A split second dream. Tess and I were in front of a revolving door at some mall. I was lucid during this time, but then I woke up before I could do anything.
Work I was close to finishing an overnight shift. Me and G were outside doing something with a large sign. We tried putting it up but it was too tall. There was a large black pole I couldn't even wrap my hands around. I told G that it's unsafe for me to climb. He was standing on some part of it and I told him to get down. He seemed frustrated by that. Dream flashes around when I'm done my shift. K is inside and is supposed to give me a ride. I'm outside sitting somewhere having a smoke. C from the other store I used to work at and what looked like her sister walked by and I said "hello,". C touched my shoulder and said, "Meet me back outside but wash your hands first,". I thought it was weird she would touch my shoulder. I go inside and wash my hands and go out the same door. I'm having another smoke. I am looking around the parking lot waiting for her but she is nowhere. I eventually walk around the other end of the parking lot and spot C still sitting inside wearing some jacket. I knock on the glass and wave. She comes out with her friend that looks like some other girl from the north store, but when I go to say hi to that girl she looks like someone else. There are these weird bumps by parking stalls that we sit on. She hands me some really old paperback book on grammar. She pulls out some dictionary and starts reading it. For a second I think of bringing up the Carlos Castaneda books, that if taken as a spiritual science fiction makes for an interesting world to delve into. I am truly puzzled why she would ask me outside to just look at one of her books. I realize it's been quite a while since I've seen her so I ask her how things have been. She says fine , rather quickly and abruptly. Not wanting to talk. Okay, so I just stare at her for a moment. She looks briefly annoyed by that and goes down to her book. I am getting flustered at this point. She doesn't want to talk or catch up, or interact in any way. I am about to leave and find K for my ride home because I am rather bored when I wake up.
I'm laying down on my bed with my arm under my pillow and all I can see is my other arm in front of me. I try to move it so I can switch positions but I can't. After a little bit I start to cry out for help. I'm at my grandmas house at that point. I yell that I need help that I can't move. She says she's in the bathroom and can't help me. Then she says that maybe I am dreaming and boom I'm lucid. I decide since I can't move I will float out of my body that is stuck to the bed. I float out to the living room and my grandpa is there and I can't see anything but it starts to turn into a nightmare and he's saying really mean things so I open my eyes and I am back to my room stuck to the bed. So I decide to try it again and I am in my living room again and this time I tell ask myself what I'll see when I open my eyes to try and prompt a dream scene but I am back in bed. So since I'm already in bed I decide to conjure up some sexy exes to have dream sex with (this is the only time I have sex with exes). So I just look at the door and expect Jeff to walk through. I feel him jump on the bed and the rest is not PG. After that I have a false awakening and I'm back in bed so I try to conjure up another ex. So I was on the phone with him and he was saying he'd be home in 2 minutes but then the dream faded back into reality and I woke up, I confirmed it by moving my arm.
I start off Lucid from an SP that occurred during the night. It was an odd start off but for some reason I was thinking about the Big Zam from Gundam. I'm over at Burton Ave and the light is on in the livingroom. I walk in and I seen Dozle Zabi, the pilot of Big Zam there. He was asleep on a long couch that was up against a dormant fireplace. He was in a sitting position with his head tilted back and his mouth a hung and I think he was also snoring. I remember seeing him in a gundam series Gundam Origins where Garma Zabi got injured and Dozle ran up behind him him, crying and grabbed Garma into his arms as he collapsed. I was thinking about the way Dozle Sounded while crying and avoided him. As soon as I went to the door outside, he wakes up. I seen him look around for a second then he saw me and gets up. I ran outside which was dark and hard to see until I ran near some light filled Japan city buildings. I saw him behind me and though oh no I don't want him to grab me like he id Garma and grate me with his rough hair bristles on his face. I tried to run fast but it was not happening as I was in slow motion next to a fence and Dozle ran up behind me and caught me into his large arms and lifted me up. "I got you! Ahh hahahaha!" I elbowed him in the gut and escaped into another scene. Some time had passed and it is daytime. I'm in a populated city with stores,traffic, people and buildings and the Big Zam is there. Dozle was in it and he was way off in the distance,trashing some Federation friendly's store and laughing as he kicked the mess out of the shop, trashing it in a smoking pile. Then I see three more Zams appear and this time they were on the opposite side of the city, trashing stuff and closing in on where I was at. They have managed to mass produce the Big Zam! I knew that I had the get out of there but three more appear right in front of me, trapping me along with Fed sympathetic civilians. The Zam that trashed the shop came up behind me and saw me. He lifted up it's foot to smash me with but I wasn't gonna go that easily. I used my Lucidity and let the dream know that if you smash me, then I'll wake up and this will be all over in an instant but there was no need for that. That was Dozle in that Zam and he decided not to smash me and walked over the top of me. This place was still dangerous, who was in the other Zams? I ran to where the shops got trashed at and Donzle saw me heading that way. "No don't!" He turned around in the Big Zam and started chasing me. As I was running a Red and Orange Gundam appeared, coming down some stairs from a destroyed building he was in. He grabbed me as I was running past him and I realized that it was the Heavy Arms! He pushed me behind him then when Dozle showed up and looked down at him from his mobile suit, Heavy Arms Opened up all of his doors and caught Dozle in the side of his Suit, knocking it off balance and causing it to fall sideways. As the Zam fell it changed size until it was toy size and fell sideways into my arms. It was acually a different shape and color as well, it was now black in color and square, looking like the side of a radio. I looked into the dark cockpit and saw Dozle inside. Heavy Arms Saw me with it and knocked it out of my hands and onto a table. It landed with a plastic thud then Heavy Arms suddenly took off, needing to deal with the bigger threat of the Giant Big Zams.
Updated 08-26-2017 at 03:03 AM by 13650
I am one of four or five people on a series of islands inhabited by monsters. I vaguely remember a small monster destroying my plane as I flew over the islands. I look out into the distance and see two monsters fighting each other, in the ocean surrounding the island. One is a grayish black monster with four black crystals jutting out in the four diagonals on its back. It seemed to be made entirely of rock, and was somewhat rounded in shape. The monster it was fighting was an all white monster seemingly made primarily of bones, with its arm bones transitioning into spear-like structures as opposed to hands. It was lanky in figure, giving me the impression that it was fast. I estimated them to be around 5-7 stories tall, with the white monster slightly taller than the gray monster. The oldest survivor suggested we cross to the nearest island to find a way to escape the monsters. We arrive at a small, sandy peninsula at the edge of the island. There are smaller versions of the monsters from earlier there, fighting each other still. Instead of 5-7 stories tall, these were only five times as large as me in the dream. The rock monster notices me. It charges at me in the middle of the fight, nearly killing me with a single attack. It goes back after the white bone monster, attacking, dodging an attack, and charging back after me. I somehow dodged, climbed onto the top left crystal on its back, and, drawing the sword I apparently had, I stab the rock monster. I don't remember how, but it was defeated by a single attack. Luckily, the bone monster was also gone. The group had already crossed the small divide between the islands. Now it was my turn. I knew that the water was dangerous, because the monsters had a tendency to show up more in the water. As I entered the water, suspenseful music began to play. I reached the shallow part of the other side of the divide before I woke up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The dream was really cool, but not very meaningful. It was really exciting though, and there was a good, large amount of dream content there.
Updated 08-25-2017 at 06:11 PM by 91255
This is a weird dream. This was one that's stuck with me a while and still makes me wonder about my mind at times. I am taking calls on an airplane. On one of my calls, no one is talking. On the screen different messages start scrolling and threatening me. I'm freaking out. Our managers are trying to figure it out. In the meantime, I've decided I'm getting outta there. For a moment we're on the ground and I'm with Estrella. She's good, just upset because she's having a hard time getting out of the ditch were apparently stuck in. I offer to give her a ride out and she insists she's fine. I remember the thing that was threatening me starts it again and I remember I'm in danger. He tells me I can't escape him. I have this feeling of being trapped by him well past this moment. I remember the screen telling me my name over and over again. I'm scared. I remember going to find my grandma (the fuck is she gonna do?!) and she's laying on a couch and I remember coming up behind her and leaning down to hug and play with her hair. I lost some part in the middle I think. I get these little flashes of being scared. This guy is like stalking me and threatening my life and I can't get away. I can't remember what happened though. All through the rest of the dream I'm remembering that this man is stalking me and closing in. Except I've gotta put being stalked on hold because I have a wedding to go to . Rachel is getting married to Cody. On an airplane. The same airplane that is still being hijacked by this weird computer man thing. Romantic? I dunno, maybe. This is why I'm not a wedding planner. Apparently it's taking over and replacing the planes router... I have no idea because I'm just trying to get to Rachel's wedding. I remember being in a hall, and Rachel is married sitting with her husband watching a reception. It's like a school presentation. I'm about to give my presentation for them and I'm not even dressed. Becca and I sneak into the room; we get to the chairs and I grab my dress and I like run to the changing room. I'm freaking out because I can feel the plane rolling and tipping with whoever is hijackijg the plane. I remember sitting on the floor looking at a 3D map and the plane is circling Florida. The pilot, a woman (for some reason this is very relevant during the dream), is trying to counter the attack. I almost feel like I was attacked away from the plane, pre-dream, and now the attacker has followed me. Lots of flashes back to him but can't think of why. Like he's got me and he's slowly closing in. The Miz is up to give his speech (don't ask) and his music plays. I turn to leave the bathroom of the plane; the door opens and Rachel is there. She's in a like sapphire blue dress, having changed out of her wedding dress. I remember being really sad I missed seeing her ceremony. But we both grin as I see her and I engulf her in a huge hug. I remember we both get teary eyed and start crying. I remember saying I'm so happy for her and she pulls back and tells me "He's a good fit for me. He fits me so well. I look in the mirror and I love that it's Mrs Alexander looking back". Who the fuck this Mr Alexander guy is and where he came from is a mystery, because her boyfriend/husband's last name is certainly not Alexander. But I remember people are watching us from afar, and I'm really proud the bride is this happy to see me, and I tell her that I set up the hijacking of the plane so she'd get refunds on her tickets, which is my wedding gift to her. I wake up wondering the fuck is wrong with me.
This is another dream I saved. Unknown date, but another memorable one for me. I write fanfiction and this was one where I was my actual FF character, not myself. My friend was the daughter of my favorite wrestler, Jon Moxley. Jon was taking us out to see Las Vegas, and he was being really nice to me because apparently I was homesick. My friend 'Gabby' was mad because she thought he liked me more than her. He explained "No, she just doesn't have anyone to love her like i love you." So he had to go to the stadium for his match, and we had to get a ride with Brock Lesnar. He had a pickup truck and he had all these other wrestlers in the cab and so he let us sit in the bed of the truck. We turned on 'Me Too' by Meghan Trainor and he started singing and dancing with us (which, if you know Brock Lesnar, looked pretty ridiculous). He took us to Subway (which doubled as a tattoo studio) and Gabby wanted a violin tattoo. The kid didn't know what a violin was so he offered to make her a sandwich instead. I was trying to get my new tattoo and i forgot the word 'dog' and was trying to explain to him i wanted my dogs paw print and I never got it because I couldn't explain what I wanted.
I'm cleaning out my phone and this is one of the dreams I had saved. I may not have all details because this was a while ago, but it was memorable. I'm walking back from the Safeway across the street and I need to put my purse in a locker for some reason, which is located in the pool room (?). I go inside, and this old man is sitting there. I make a comment about how the lockers never used to be this way and he goes on a rant saying, "Oh yeah they did, I've lived here for 20 years..." etc. So as I'm putting it away the pool room morphs into a living room, which is upturned like there was a fight. I ask the man what happened, and he says he was having a bit of fun. He is an older, severely obese man; he points to an old recliner and this petite, scared Asian woman is hiding underneath the opened leg rest part. She is crying, naked, and hurt. I realize she is his caretaker and he was abusing her. I tell her to get dressed while he's going on about how useless she is and how fun it was to hit her. Once she's dressed he demands she help him into the recliner. I tell him I'm gonna be staying to make sure she's okay because he isn't allowed to hurt her, and if he touches her again I'm beating him up. While she's getting him situated he has to move the wires by his feet. As he does so they start sparking and catch fire. He panics and throws them onto the pile of cords at his feet. The flames are getting higher, and as they do the living room changes to my mom's living room, and I'm panicking about getting all the animals out. I'm trying to put the fire out and I just make it worse. Finally, I run and get a pitcher of water and put it out; that part of the dream fades. I'm at Kevin's old house and his mom and Don just got home and it's snowing. He had to go help them bring groceries in. I'm hungry though and want something to eat. He gives me a cup of easy Mac and I spend the rest of the dream trying to get it open. There's another part I don't really remember where we're in his truck with his mom looking for an apartment but I don't remember anything except trying to turn his truck around, which becomes a hassle because it practically has no turn radius.
So a lot of my dreams, like I've said before, are just fragments. I startle awake a lot and forget what I was dreaming. Sometimes, though, I wake up and try to take notes. And then fall asleep while doing so. This is a collection of what I have on my phone. Most are confusing and incomplete but I figure they can hang out here instead of on my phone. Will be updated as I have more fragments. 3/22/17 Secrets written on a piece of skin. The words on it fade. The first section is information only for his eyes. The second part is for the emergency contact. It gives more details about the vehicle. The back is Dean's only friend and mentor and it's his contact information. Yall I have no idea. I was not fully awake writing this. I remember the first part, being in a candlelit room. I think I was holding a book made from human skin (I'd watched some weird documentaries) and the words disappeared when someone else tried to read them. Past that, I have no idea. 3/22/17 Jamie and the others stuck on sky ride. Most of the front has evacuated. Jamie wants to but is afraid to jump. Others do. When she's about to, Shield appear and emerge from lake below. Jamie jumps and Shield catch her. They go to a jewelry store. Dean is welcomed and heads he a Yeah. I don't know. The first part of the dream is accurate; Jamie is a character from my WWE fanfiction and she was afraid to jump off the broken lift that went over the lake. The Shield appeared and caught her when she finally jumped. I have no idea about the rest of the dream, and again I fell asleep typing the note...
August 25, 2am-8am Excerpt One- I looked in the mirror and saw my face was the same except for the slight few changes of whiskers upon my cheek and near the nasal lines. I reached a hand up to touch them, believing it was some trick of the mirror but how could it be when mirrors only show your reflection. There was just a small feeling, like taking a piece of hair stroking it against your cheek; the sensation was tingling for a brief second and then once the touch is known, it becomes more just like touching a thick hair on your skin. The whole situation was very strange and as I leaned in closer to the mirror, the faint yellow light caught my right face side and illuminated a great many longer hairs protruding near my sideburns and going down near my newly found whiskers. I immediately went inside and told mom, showed her and we both talked about it.
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