2018-05-03 -.pdf ^^ please click pdf above ^^ (if you want to read them ) I tried to do this one in A5 and I think it looks nicer this way. Thanks naturespirit. Plus being set as "portrait". I kinda like narrow margins.
I was with my mom and some other lady on an island in the middle of the ocean. The island was pretty small but we found an old abandoned mansion and we started living in the basement to take shelter from the weather. The mansion was completely wooden, looking super dark, almost black, as a cause of being so old. My mom talked about sending packages of food in the mail to my younger sister. We started getting mail at the mansion, and my mom saw a package one day and said "oh no, the package didn't go through and they sent it back to us." So we opened it and McDonald's meals were inside, and they were still hot so we ate them. It tasted pretty good, I was hungry in the dream so it was really nice.
Date of Dream: THU 3 MAY - 2018 Dream No. 320 - Separated Sections Dream 320 A - Murderous Manhunt I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, there was this guy that just moved into one of the houses further up my court. He came outside in his front yard and I ended up talking to him. Things started to take a negative turn when he criticised me for the way I apparently treat my family, especially my mum. The man grew a violent look on his face and so that's when I felt I had to run. I went back into my own house and entered the only room that had a lock on the door... The main bathroom. I had to be as quiet as possible in hopes that the man wouldn't know where I was and come after me. I locked the door just in time as I heard the man aggressively stomping towards my location anyway. My mobile phone was on me and so I was going to open the screen to see Dreamy WB but not even that felt safe to me after a second thought. Thank goodness I had my wits about me; the man tried to open the door but he couldn't. He then tried pulling it so hard that the dream made me go in motion with the door. I was petrified after this, my heart was literally racing. I heard heard the man profusely crying as he stomped away. A few minutes later, I hear a knock on the bathroom door and I open it. My mum looks really angry and my grandma is standing in the background with her arms folded over and this cold look on her face. My mum said something like, “how dare you treat that man the way you did. It's like you thought it was some murder scene!”. Inside my head I was thinking “yes, I did literally think it was a murder scene and I have the right to be safe”. I was disgusted at my mum due to the fact that she was oblivious to the idea that this was actually a stranger in my house. Later in the night, I was checking my DreamViews account and someone posted a concerning thread; I have forgotten the person's user-name but it was the man that I had encountered earlier. The posted, telling the entire DreamViews community what I done to them. In addition to that, they posted a few photos of them crying. Then they threatened me with some “options to apologise”. He gave me two options but I forgot what they were specifically. At the end of that post, he said, and you'd better do it before you wake up. It was the next day and I get a thread reply saying that he was shocked that I chose option 2 (which was the easier option). I was peeved with him and so I left him a reply with attitude, saying something like “well at least I actually did something rather than leaving you to wallow in your own stupidity”. The dream ended after that. Dream 320 B - Your Birthday Sucks I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, I was with my parents but I forgot what we were doing. My brother had to go somewhere near Fountain Gate shopping centre to meet his friends. While that was happening, my dad decided to drive me down to the beach but once again, I forgot what the specifics of the scene were. There was a tiny additional segment that I can remember; it was talk that my birthday party was coming up. My brother said that he and his friend RK said that they didn't want to attend my birthday party because it was a waste of their time and that they would rather spend their time wisely at Schnitz. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream Trophies Achieved: - None Dream 320: Results (Competition #3) 320 A Competition Night: 2 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 320 B Competition Night: 2 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 1.5 Calculation Details: - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5) + Previous Total: 1.0 Total Accumulated Points: 2.5 My pesky subconscious is trying to make sure I don't win the comp., my recent dreams haven't been too vivid (even though I have been doing exercises in my diary) and after checking the thread, there is no single achievable task anywhere in Dream No. 319 or 320! Come on KarlaB18, lift your game!
apparently i haven't been on here since Before I Left For College oh boy have things changed a lot of my experiences since i started college have shaped my dream life into something far different than it used to be. more and more often i find myself both dwelling on the past and jumping far into the future. because of a rough first couple of years at university i had long periods of short, sharp nightmares that come back to me sometimes even now. because of a lot of soul-searching and self-reflection many of my dreams deal with fears i have only recently realized i have. because of an abusive relationship my dreams sometimes bring me back to a time and mindset i am still trying hard to overcome. i am so different now, and seeing my posts from so long ago i can't help smiling at who i was before. i'm like, twenty years old. i turn twenty one in two weeks, but sometimes i feel pretty ancient. my dream journey is beginning again, and this time it is with purpose. initially my interest was just that; an interest. now i think i would like to utilize my dreams in order to overcome my fears. i haven't been vigilant about reality checking, or about dream journals, or about anything non-academic, to be honest, but i think that this new dream goal is important and will help in my efforts to begin living a healthier life, mentally, emotionally, and physically. wish me luck.
2018, 05-02 The Dark Tower – City of Ludd I am on a bridge that is high over a river. The bridge is falling apart, there is a large gap where only cables are holding the bridge together. Roland, Susanna, Eddie, and Jake are all there. Jake is holding his billy bumbler Oy and carefully making his way across the gap. Eddie seems to be having more difficulty, he’s afraid of heights. I go over to help him get across. Susanna is doing fine on her Witchblade legs. I tell Eddie his Witchblade will save him if he falls so there is really no need to be afraid. While we are trying to help Eddie a man has arrived at the far end of the bridge. He looks like a leper. The leper calls himself Gasher and says he will use a grenade and take the whole bridge down if Jake doesn’t go with him. There is some arguing but then Jake says he will go with Gasher willingly, Roland says he will come to rescue Jake. There is a break here, then I am back in the dream, but this time I actually AM Jake. I am following Gasher down a long narrow alley and he is going a bit too fast for Jake. My arrival caused a bit of a slowdown, and that pisses Gasher off. He stops and moves to strike me right in the face. I catch his arm as he swings and twist it around to pin it behind his back. I growl at him that I am coming with him because I gave my word, but that does not mean I will put up with any of his abusive shit. I twist the arm a bit harder before saying he should try to hit me again if he wants to experience his last days of existence with only one arm. I finally let go and we continue. We reach a sewer access cover and he tells me to move it. I lift the metal disk easily and throw it aside, again displaying that I have more than enough strength to handle Gasher if he gets any ideas. I can see he is having trouble hiding the fear from his eyes. Another break, and now I am in a train station and there is a monorail engine on the other side of a locked gate. Roland, Eddie, Susanna, and Jake are all here now. They are punching in a code on the number pad beside the gate and it slides open. The train is talking and says we’d better hurry or the gas will get us. Eddie asks why do that, Susanna says so many will die, but the train just laughs. I tell them I will take care of the gas and maybe restore some semblance of stability to the people remaining here. Everyone does a double take when they see I have appeared from nowhere. Susanna says she never sees me coming, I’m just there. I tell her that happens a lot. They all get into the train, which is Blaine the Mono and Charlie the Choochoo all in one, and the door closes. Blaine tells me I was too slow. I say I didn’t want to get on now, I’ll catch up later. Blaine didn’t seem to know what to say to that. As the train leaves the station I take to flight over the city of Ludd. I look down into the streets where a lot of people are in full panic over the noises that came from the speakers earlier. I see a purple gas coming from the sewers running under the city. I focus on the song Blitzkrieg by Metallica and use it to create a vortex that pulls all of the toxic gas into itself, condensing it all into a small ball about the size of a tennis ball. I then focus on the song Full Moonlight from the Devil Hunter Yohko soundtrack and that creates an orb that looks like the moon which hovers over the city and bathes all of Ludd in its silvery light. I see people are no longer panicking, and that is a plus. I won’t get to see if it brings those psychos to their senses and makes them stop killing each other, they never knew that was all for Blaine’s entertainment. Sick Blaine. Now I need to get MoSh and get back onto the train but instead I wake up.
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