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    1. Swept By The Wind

      by , 02-26-2018 at 10:28 PM
      I was at a supermarket where I was with these familiar girls. We were shaking money so that it would replicate. If we were lucky it would do it a lot. I got like 9 in total of the coins which seemed like a lot, than looked around to buy something. I saw fresh fruit with yogurt and grains or something. I was gonna get it but than my Grandma from my father side came and told me it wasn't good for me. I sighed than left it. After i walked to my family near the counter the dream shifted.

      I was now at my dad's house and it was night. It felt like i was living there again though. I went to the bathroom and flushed the toilet there but than the toilet water began to rise. I quickly called out to my dad who shouted to turn the knob near the toilet. There was a knob near the toilet seat top so i turned it but than the toilet began to spew out muddy water. "Daaadd! Its overflooding!" I shouted.

      I ran to the stairs and he seemed like he was walking down. "La,la,la la" he said. I thought he was trying to say left so i went to the knob and began to turn it left a lot. The toilet shook harder as muddy water began to flood the floor worst than ever before. I ran up the stairs telling my dad it was too late and the toilet was flooding the bathroom with water. That's when the exit door near the stairs burst and a terrible gust of wind blew in, along with muddy water. I flew back to the wall trying to maintain my balance when I looked where the door was supposed to be and saw what looked like the grand canyon.


      I than transformed into a native anime girl with a high black pony tail. My hair was long, I had bangs and was wearing a white short sleeveless garment, kind of like a short dress but made out of wool or something. I saw a rope in front of me and grabbed it. Suddenly I was warped into the air and flying like the wind in the place that looked like the grand canyon. A narrator than popped up saying that the girl (I) was swept by the wind. When I stopped flying like the wind I began to swing on the long rope in a rotating manner. It felt like I was going around the earth and I thought my native brother made it. The girl I became than formed into her own person and warped on a flying animal where her brother was. It reminded me of the flying bison from avatar. The girl said she wanted to check on her brother without him knowing so she became a boy. Than when she warped back she became a girl again.I than swung back near the top of the stairs as the scene came to a close. I don't recall what happen next.


      Notes:
      After I googled it I found that people use to rope swing in grand canyon but its banned after a guy died?After reading some more I think its just banned at the spot where he died. Idk. But I guess it wouldn't stop dare devils from doing it.


      Updated 02-26-2018 at 10:45 PM by 67570

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    2. The Orb in the Mist

      by , 02-26-2018 at 05:04 PM
      Morning of October 7, 2008. Tuesday.



      I am standing near a river in late morning. A mist begins to grow and rise from the river. Later, it seems more like early evening.

      Eventually, the mist is elsewhere with an undetermined orange light within it, implied to be like a miniature sun. Zsuzsanna is present at one point and some of the light within the mist shines through and augments her beauty. (I am unsure if the setting is implied to be indoors or outdoors, a common ambiguous factor of the dream state.)



      My dream begins with the common water induction (water being autosymbolism for entering the dream state, occurring as such at least once in every normal sleeping period for over fifty years). The mist symbolizes the essence of the dream state itself, which obscures the orb of light (conscious self identity). This is very similar to many previous dreams of which utilize the same autosymbolism, typical RAS mediation of which is similar to many dreams I have had about something being wrong with the sun, which is biological autosymbolism for my conscious self identity being incomplete while in the dream state.



      (The first two episodes of the fourth season of “Supernatural” aired the night before, included here for personal date-tracking purposes only.)


      Categories
      lucid
    3. prisoner

      by , 02-26-2018 at 08:36 AM
      Can't remember start of dream but I was trying to swim in the sea but I was having to swim down to get something. I was getting dragged down and potentially drowning. I decided instead to give up on whatever I was trying to get. I remember the water was quite clear and I could see shafts of sunlight and sprays of bubbles.
      Instead I made for land and washed up panting on a sand bank. I then tried to escape but found I was not the only one there. I was in a war zone. Others were huddled there in-front of a wall. Going over the wall would mean being shot, as the place was crawling with soldiers in old style uniforms with rifles. it would be suicide to make a break for it in any direction and suicide to stay as we would be shot on sight.
      As I waited there men came into the compound, clearly criminals thought the soldiers let them through. A skinny lad allowed them to drain something from his leg this clearly was sapping what was left of his life but it was a trade off for allowing to stay a live. They offered us the same deal :/
      Tags: water
      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. Brother Protecting Me/Another Castle

      by , 02-26-2018 at 05:42 AM
      Lately I've been calling my brother for help in my dreams. I don't know why. He does assist me with some things but not much and not in a way that he wants to.
      Also, this entry has yesterday night dreams too.

      Another Castle

      Anyways,the first thing I remember is I went inside a car and as the car moved my dad became present. He told me he was going to take me somewhere where I could do a ritual that takes me back to past life family.(Shifter's thread influenced this dream) Passing through a road btw trees and greenery we ended up in a cemetery. I started to feel nervous
      but I became somewhat aware it was a dream and flew away from the place. Ending up in my dad's house. There I got out and saw a group of creepy anime girl exit as well. I wasn't scared, more like annoyed by the purple hair girl attempt to control me.(The girl looked like school reality roleplay game character)I ended up getting away.

      The next thing I recall is I'm at my dad's house non lucid. My brother's friend is screaming from being hyped up by a game."why is he screaming like that?" I ask my older brother. He says just to go somewhere else. So I go but I end up being jumped by some random dcs.
      I call my brother for help and he runs in wearing armor and attacks the dcs, causing them to disappear.( A similar scene happened in yesterday dream) I thanked him and noticed that there was a character selection image of a man with a gray rope,in a dark gray/red long coat(Looked like a dictator) and another of a armored guy. I felt like it represented the dark side and good.


      Afterwards the dream shifts and i'm on a bed in a castle. In the castle I'm waiting for my dream guide. However, a group of soldiers that look like they came from Napoleon's time storm in. They want to punish me or something.
      I became lucid than and escape through the window. I than fly around the castle where there is a huge body of water nearby. Looked like an ocean and a huge lake. I put my hand in the air and a wand comes out. As I sing I notice a blonde woman nearby and I also noticed the wand made strings pop out.

      I 'am than pulled away by the past soldiers who take me into the castle. "Wait, you didn't like my song?" I thought. I than watch and hear a scene unfold, losing some lucidity.


      I'm in the cellar of the castle and in the background i hear a man forcing a woman to go somewhere. I hear her scream in pain and get the feeling that she is going to be burned. However, supposedly time passes and she is alive. I watch as two maid servants in tattered saturated dresses bring the girl with black, medium length hair, who looks like she is 22 or 19 up the stairs. The girl is in a huge wooden basket that is used as a tub though. She thanks the women for being kind to her and bathing her because despite being tortured she has something positive to think about. However, the woman tell her that they are only doing it cause it's their job and that they could care less about her. This fuels the girl's anger and she gets out of the tub. She is wearing a cheap green dress now and green boots to match. After she ties her boots she runs out into a town determined to get away and never return.

      I feel like she was my mother now. I go upstairs with the intent to draw something but than I hear a man who is supposedly my dad. He is angry and mumbling about something. I try not to upset him more but he than turns to me with a bloated face covered in some blood. I run towards the window and fly out as I hear him shout that he will find me and rip me to pieces. I fly around what looks like a colorful city now, looking for a safe spot to land where he won't find me. I see a group of kids and their summer camp teachers digging up jewels for money. I try not to get seen, thinking that she might know what has happened. I than fly onto a violet rectangular shed. Contemplating where to go. Woke up after that.


      The OwL

      This was another dream I had that I almost forgot about. It was before the other dream above.

      In the dream I was given a message that the Lizard who i thought of as my dream guide was sick. I made it my goal to see him than but than I had a false awakening.
      When I sat up and looked out the window I saw a huge brown owl with yellow eyes doing something outside on the tree branch. I felt like he had just finished getting his prey and maybe I was next. I called for help and guess who came? Yup, my older brother came and fought the owl that lunged and he got attached to a random ceiling fan and ended up plummeting onto the ground.
      I left the place with my bro and thanked him. I don't remember what happen next.

      Yesterday dream

      This dream was similar to another dream I had last year. Except in this dream I was given a batch of eggs with a dark black symbol on them. I was suppose to help them hatch but they were said to be mostly infertile. One was a baby but I touched it and the baby hatched too early. A guy was next to me, maybe my younger brother, and the black baby bird began to crawl on my hand as if it was in pain. The guy next to me told me to put it out of it's misery by killing it. I said no as I watched the baby bird struggle. "Aggh, if this is right....you do it!" I said. But I was told to do it again. I finally decided that I would not let anyone kill the bird and to let nature take its course because there was nothing I could do and I definitely don't want to hurt/kill a baby bird.

      Yesterday Dream 2

      I was jumped by two jealous girls in a house that was mine. As they tried to attack me I made a big charcoal colored club with spikes pop up in my hand. As they tried to hit me I blocked with the club. However, I noticed that my attack was slow. Slow but powerful so I would have to get the timing right. To the dcs it was like I was manipulating time and they got pretty annoyed. I ended up winning. I also recall before they came my dad was present.




      Notes: I forgot a part where I introduce the present day t.v. And Radio to a older couple. I compare it with their old gray t.v. surrounded by wood.

      Also, now that I think of it, I should have probably given the owl the benefit of the doubt but its size did freak me out a bit


      Updated 02-26-2018 at 05:55 AM by 67570

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    5. Just Fighting Some Skeletons

      by , 02-26-2018 at 04:29 AM (The Fourth Factor)
      This dream is like a video game, but the scene I’m watching play out seems more like a model than something taking place on a screen. I’m in an ancient building, your standard video game temple-like structure. I have been playing for a while and there’s only one way I can go to explore further—up a staircase. I steer my character there. This triggers a couple events, including a bunch of animate skeletons coming in and filling up the room—quite a lot of enemies to face alone. I figure I should configure my spells so I can take care of them more easily—but pressing the button doesn’t do anything. Oh, right. I’m also an animated skeleton right now, and until I get this little problem taken care of, I’m not going to be able to access spells.

      Plan B: a couple of these guys are carrying weapons. I can go for one of them first—the one with the spear, I think— arm myself and take on the rest. I leap into action.

      Actually, the fight is a lot easier than I expected—it seems the skeletons have got soaking wet somehow, and they fall apart after only a couple hits each. I can continue to the next area now. But my first priority is to find an antidote for my companions. They’re lying around the area—currently represented by cats—having been drugged or poisoned at some point. I was hoping there’d be something to help them in here, but since there hasn’t been so far, I may as well go look around town before continuing - see if anything's changed there.

      Just then, my attention is drawn away from the game to the music on the radio. It sounds like that Mathews guy they’ve been playing so much lately. He’s been growing on me, even though I usually don’t care much for contemporary classical music. I look at the display on the XM radio: it reads MSO Mathews. Looks like I was right.

      Shortly afterwards, my alarm wakes me.

      (Later that day, I try googling MSO Mathews out of curiosity—and find it points me to a cellist in the Milwaukee Symphony Orchestra. I figured it was the guy’s initials in the dream, and I have no idea whether this person writes music as well—but that's still surprisingly relevant.)
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Log 1032 - Crazy Roguelike Supermarket Girl

      by , 02-26-2018 at 04:22 AM (Dream Logs DWN-12)
      Created Sunday 25 February 2018

      Got a dream and a whole bunch of fragments this time.

      Scrap Group 1
      Playing a Sonic game. It was supposedly Sonic 3D Blast, and indeed, it did have the music and used primitive 3D. But, it played quite differently, the perspective somewhat more akin to the Sonic Adventure games.

      Something about playing a roguelike, where I had trouble acquiring a fire spell.

      At a funeral home. A college-aged guy claims this was his family's establishment, of which he was embarrassed to admit was poorly managed. In the ceremony hall were rows of wide chairs, all of which, save for having different embroidery, seemed familiar to some of those at home.

      Dream 1 - Crazy Roguelike Supermarket Girl

      The visuals were slightly blurred. I was entering a busy supermarket along with dad. Early on, we split up so as to cover more ground. At one point, I spotted my sister, Eva along with my niece, Jasmine, and joined up with them temporarily. Not too long afterwards, I also encountered my cousin Tess with her daughter Crystal. I pinched the baby for fun, but my cousin wasn't too fond of such "rough play".

      Various forgotten things. Some time later, my view fluctuated between a topdown ASCII-tiled perspective, and an authentic vision of the environment. Then, while crossing through empty aisles, the intersections were surrounded by a swarm of hostile monsters and baddies. I dodged and weaved through the hoard, and managed to shake most of them off. For those that I couldn't, I easily dispersed with blazing energy.

      But, when I thought I had a good lead, I was chased down by two fleet-footed enemies. One was represented by a brown "s", though I don't recall any other details. The other was known as a "hellbore beetle", a red shelled insect the size of a black bear, its namesake derived from a wicked, metal barbed horn portruding from its head. I knew these were tough enough to stall me into an unfavorable battle. So, I first tried paralyzing the 's'-guy repeatedly, but failed. Next, I summoned a sorcerer, who appeared as a light skinned, fair hared effeminate guy in a blue robe (a blue 's' in ASCII mode). He barely lasted for a few seconds before getting cut down, though he at least got some damage in. Finally, I used a charm spell on the beetle, and succeeded. Its attack almost killed the other baddie in one blow, and the resulting infighting annihilated the both of them.

      I hurried out to the entrance, only to stumble into another hazard. Under a canopy ahead of me was an attractive, slight woman with fair skin, green eyes, and straight, auburn hair, dressed in a simple t-shirt and jeans ensemble. However, I "knew" she was insanely obsessed (emphasis on insane) with me, and was a heinously powerful individual regardless.

      She quickly spotted me, and beckoned to be at my side. Seeing no other way out, I rushed towards the parking lot, though my pace wasn't all that fast. I had to fumble around with an interface, to which I was set at 'brisk walking', and cycled through a list until I reached 'sprint'. Anyway, the woman chased after me, and was closing in quick, pleading frantically all the way. I conjured the sorcerer again, who brought forth blinding light, stunning the frenzied girl. This bought me enough time to reach my supposed vehicle (an old, rusty red sedan in this case), and drive off to safety.

      Don't recall anything else until the dream ended.

      Scrap Group 2
      Walking around the block, and later, around town during a bright, hot day. I was wearing a hoodie for some reason, which I wore as cloak and cowl. Other passerby's found this rightfully ridiculous.

      Watching some commercial of a mobile game called "Giant Blitz" or something similar. This had bulky cavemen playing a rugby type game with a stone football deep underground. This closes with the winning team holding a gold idol while surrounded by their adoring fans. Meanwhile, the losing team is given copper chains, to which the leader hands to a sobbing woman.

      At home. My brother, Esteban, is supposedly working on a computer, using components of my other brother's, Theodore's, broken one. He managed to get some things to work, though he noted they weren't to last.

      At home. Another family lived there in our stead. I had the role of an overweight, balding African descended guy in a suit. He was rather controlling and critical of his son, especially when it came to the latter's supposed lack of pride in his heritage.

      Updated 02-27-2018 at 02:52 AM by 89930

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment