I notice some pretty large stains in a couple places throughout the book I’m reading, In the First Circle. They seem to only be in the margins and along the tops of the pages. I feel dismayed that this will probably not allow the book to be sold at work.
I’m inside a Total Wine. The store is very large (and it seems familiar to another dream). I walk down a main aisle on my way to the beer section when an employee steps in front of me and hands me a small stack of cash. I wasn’t sure at first if he was an employee - he’s wearing nice but plain clothes and a very subtle nametag. I ask “for me?”, not really sure what to think. He says yes, it’s for me. I take it, two 50s and a couple smaller bills, and move on. I’m now in the beer section, which looks like a corner of the store. There is a pallet of six packs in an aisle, and I see they’re completely out of the only one I was specifically looking for. I keep looking on the shelves; many look good, but I always think there could be a better one yet. Most are dark beers, which is the type I’m after. There is one with a graphic of a pine tree trunk? and a bear print; I think I go for this one, as I’m at the end of my options.
I’m with Melissa in our apartment (it doesn’t look like it really does, but it does feel like the same floor plan and orientation, upstairs, in the building). There is a knock at the door and I go look through the peephole. I see a burly man at the bottom of the stairs with one of his hands in a pocket. The position and bulk of it lead me to believe that it’s a gun. I don’t do anything and then the man and now two more behind him start up the stairs. Somehow, they don’t end up coming in, simply because the door’s locked? I’ve called the police and what looks more like a detective is now here talking with me. We’re downstairs and the area looks more like some kind of public space (I think of the marina for some reason).
I am at some kind of get together. I think it is at my place for the game night with my coworkers, though this place does not look familiar. It seems like a one or two bedroom apartment on the second floor or higher. This living room is hardwood floor, long and open; the décor is very minimal. I think Dad and some of his friends are here. Looking in a cabinet, I see a couple loose clumps of weed and an assortment of homemade pipes. One looks like an actual piece of of a pipe, there’s what looks like a measuring cup with holes put through it. I’m debating smoking some of it.
I am outside somewhere - it seems like a backyard. I feel like I am at work and have nothing to do. Cassie is here and has me go over to help her unload my ‘PC’. It is a desk and computer for myself, my first one here. She almost seems like she’s doing this begrudgingly, or maybe she’s just not invested in things pertaining to here. We unload this from the back of a truck, and it’s just four black plastic rectangles, maybe 3’ by 5’ each. She grabs all four in the center of each in their grid arrangement, and I help guide them. We carry them over to a long, low dirt mound near a wooden fence (*This reminds me of the old house’s backyard). It is dark out. It is going to be set up on this dirt mound. There’s a spot that isn’t quite even, so I grab a shovel to fix it. Now the computer is set up, and I’m looking at security camera recordings. I think that I can just do loss prevention things when I have nothing else to do.
I’m going to take what I think is a muscle relaxer for dogs with Melissa. I am aware that it’s a product for dogs, but I’ve read that it’s fine for people to take. In the store, every other surrounding product is fully stocked. The one I’m looking for (‘Mitol’ or something similar) is almost completely out, causing me to think that others have had the same idea. Now, I’ve taken two (they look like a small cookie) and am in some kitchen. I’m cooking something when they kick in. My entire body feels it and feels very heavy and rubbery. I slouch considerably and my vision feels somewhat blurry as well. Melissa sends me a video of her dancing somewhere and falling over because she’s taken some as well.
I am in some unfamiliar house, I think with Melissa. It seems like it’s some time over the night and like we’re staying here by some last minute arrangement. I think there may be 1-2 others staying here as well. I’ve gotten up to use the bathroom and from the hallway I can actually see 1-2 (the house is very large and opulent). I think one of the others staying here, an unfamiliar girl, has just used one of them. I don’t go to one of these, but go to find another (I think the master bath). There’s a small opening in the wall with a fairly steep and slightly twisting incline. It’s narrow and mostly unassuming; when I get to the top of it, the giant bathroom is revealed to me. It is larger than my entire apartment, every amenity luxuriantly spread out. It is immaculate, light tile and soft lighting. There is a circular opening in one of the the walls; I slide through head first and am deposited into a swimming pool size bathtub. The water is silky and perfectly body temperature, dreamily blending into the walls. There is a picture window with a view of the city (the house seems very high up).
I’m in Scotland (I think with Melissa, but she’s not with me in this moment). Outside, the sun is shining through the parted clouds. It is not intense at all, and the temperature is very pleasant. I’m now in a coffee shop or something similar, seated at a table with two unfamiliar men. One is closer to my age and the other is closer to middle aged, reading a paper. After just a minute or so, he asks how my weekend was. I reply and then we ask the other guy. I’m slightly cognizant that I will have an accent here but don’t think too much of it, as neither comment on it. I’m now thinking of what I’ve packed, which doesn’t seem to be much, and realize I’ve forgotten the one thing I really wanted to bring, my raincoat.
I had found myself in a van with a couple of other people and when we parked somewhere we all got out to examine where we were. It was bright daylight with an empty parking lot. There was one building in the middle of the empty parking lot which I thought was odd and it would appear the other people with me were all going in that direction. I follow them to the building and notice that I'm significantly taller than I originally am. I was finding it difficult as well to walk on my two feet without almost falling. I manage to enter the building and immediately recognize it from the dream I had a couple of days ago. I became lucid and started running around in the building saying it looks exactly the same as before. I could see groups of people having conversations about something that seemed important. I went through the hallway and found myself inside an airport station now. I notice a lot of people sitting down waiting for their flight to be announced. I stopped and began thinking I had goals for the next time I would be lucid but was struggling to remember what they were again. I took a pause and eventually gave up unfortunately and continued with the lucid dream. I talk to a few dream characters while they waited before the dream ended and I had a false awakening right after.
In a fresh house, I admired the view of the winding river out back. The river quickly flooded and it's shape slithered like a snake. I looked away to tell everyone to see the snaky river. When we looked out the window again the river was side winding it's way closer to the house. This was an impossible thing, the water lifted up like a tube of muddy liquid, to sidle closer to us. Everyone was scared. I shoved my finger through my palm. It went through but only with much force. "This is a dream," I mentioned. No one believed me. I wanted to go confront the snake river but Kay ran up from the basement and said her brother was lost. We went down and encountered an MC Echer like scenario where rooms and hallways always lead us back to the main hall by the stairs. We could hear Kay's brother yelling but could not find him. I wondered about the basement, was this a part of me that needed sorting? It all kept coming back to the same area. Suddenly Kay's brother walked out from a room and stood beside me. "Who made this basement, it's severely f-ed up." I felt kind of ashamed knowing this was a construction of my own, a reflection of myself. I sat and patted the bare, concrete floor. "Guess we'll have to fix it," I said, not knowing where to begin. I stood up, determined to sort the situation out right away. And suddenly feeling God-ish in the dark and twisted bowels of the basement yelled, "Let there be light!" Nothing happened. I yelled the command again. Kay went over and flicked on a light switch. This made me laugh so hard that I think I lost lucidity. After this we wandered around the basement trying to map it out into a floor plan. This is another early morning dream, between 5-6:30am Success reality checking because of an impossibility in a dream. I did fail to reality check in a different dream of a violent storm. Sleep 6rs & 55 min.
In a strange city they sky grew quickly dark. Above, the clouds twitched unnaturally and formed into flat triangles, squares, rectangles, and hexagons. The shapes grew clear and looked like large slabs of sparkling ice drifting across the sky. Then, one triangle tipped and fell from the sky, it's sharpest point aimed at earth. It turned into a pyramid before it slammed into a skyscraper and smashed it flat. The people scattered, screaming and weeping. I was too fascinated by the shapes in the sky to run. I watched as other shapes tipped and fell onto the city. I was afraid but could not tear my eyes from the sky. I had a feeling that if I fled, the shapes would find and flatten me. "A geometric storm!" I announced to no one. And then understanding that I was witnessing a storm I pressed my pointer finger to the palm of my hand. It slid through. I laughed. Now knowing that this was a dream I watched the city be crushed by the shapes. The circles fell and became crystal clear cylinders that rolled through streets crushing everything in their path. I did nothing to stop the chaos until I saw two little children trying to outrun a cylinder. I leaped into the street between they and the giant rolling shape and braced myself for the impact. The cylinder evaporated before it struck me. I turned and the children were gone. I wanted to see why the sky was making and throwing shapes at the earth. I tried to fly but couldn't. I tried a few times to run up the sides of buildings but couldn't. I rechecked a few times that I was still dreaming. Finally I found a smaller building to leap onto and then another taller building and leaped my way up to the tallest skyscraper still standing. I attempted to use the falling shapes to leap further up into the sky but they were falling to fast. I crashed down into the city. Next I was being helped into a car. It was Sam and Dean from Supernatural. They threw me into the back of Baby and sped off. They pummeled me with questions which I tried to answer. When I told them it was all okay, this was a dream, they would not believe me. I reality checked again and even showed them that I could push my finger through my palm. They still would not believe. Then, realizing that I could do anything, I imagined myself driving Baby. Suddenly there I was, speeding around in the Winchesters' beloved car. The guys were in the back seat. I got lost in the thrill of racing the car through the dreamscape. I don't know if the dream ended or I lost lucidity, but I do not recall anything past joy riding. Success reality checking to a storm and with confirmation reality checks. This was an early morning dream, between 4:30 and 6:30am. According to fitbit I had 7hrs and 45min sleep.
I was in school walking down the sidewalk of the building and going to the school's gym. As I walked in with other people the coach told me I wasn't a student. I nodded and began turning back to the entrance of the gym till she told me to wait. She said she wanted to pray for me and to stay in front of her while she did so. I agree with this and watch her as she begins the prayer. At the end I do a cross symbol and thank her for it before leaving towards the entrance. Once I did I found myself in a grassy field. I looked down at my hands and stated I'm dreaming and continue to walk through the field thinking about life. I started feeling my head pulsing loudly as if it was ringing. I eventually walk enough to encounter other people and notice families and children playing at the park. I walked in to see what was at the top of the tree-like building that everyone was going towards. There was a bridge connecting others to get to it and it had curve stairs around the tree ascending higher. As I got higher from walking up the wooden stairs I eventually got hit by another person falling down and forcing me to fall down as well before waking up. I woke up in my bed and wanted to check the time as I was surprised it was still dark and was wondering if I was in a false awakening. I heard the sound of water and felt odd till I woke up again.
This dream was from the night before last. --- I was lucid through the whole night (WILDed back into it after each natural WBTB). Most of it was one big dream (there was one smaller lucid dream at the start of the night, but I forgot it). I traveled around a world made up of holograms. The people were real, and they had a system where if they wanted an object that they could pick off the land, they had to purchase it through a system. The purchased replaced the hologram with a real object. For example, if they wanted a to chop down a tree to build something, they had to purchase that tree for it to materialize fully. They had big cities for people to live, society, all built with stuff that’s real from past purchases off the land. It was mainly the rural areas that were holograms. The boundaries of the world were in the ocean. The ocean didn’t get too deep, it just cut off at after a certain point and I could see the boundary's edge in the distance. The forests were symmetrical. They looked like normal forests, except the trees and the animals, everything in them was perfectly lined up. You can walk a certain number of steps and find the same bear next to the same rock next to the same tree stump on repeat. Each forest was shaped like a pie this way and had its own unique stuff on repeat. There were many different holographic landscapes. They were solid and I could interact with the holograms, but I couldn't use or take them. I at one point tested this by getting a bear to chase me. It only chased me a few yards before going back to its spot where it was locked in with an "invisible" tether. The people in the city were nice, good people, but I didn’t like the way society operated. I forget why, but they had some sort of societal problems. I went off into the rural landscapes and found nomads living off the land on the rocks by the edge if the sea. They got by with what little they had. They had escaped the main cities and didn’t want to go back, even though life was harder for them. I found a nice lake hidden away in a beautiful grove. The water was no more than four feet deep and crystal clear. There was a rainbow of beautiful rocks at the bottom. One of the nomad women rowed a small boat around the lake and I spoke to her in private, enjoying the scenery and company. She told me that entertainment, play, and any forms of self expression or leisure were frowned upon in society even amongst the nomads. They needed to work 24/7 and should not have nor desire anything more in life. She told me that she liked to come here to this lake to be at peace. This was her haven, a secret place she could escape to, and goof off. To live and relax. This was her freedom, no matter how small it was. I told her I wouldn’t tell anyone, that I was from somewhere far away and this was my escape, too. I’m also just looking for somewhere to relax and be at peace. I told her how blessed I am to have this time to myself in such a beautiful world. I didn’t tell her this was my dream since that usually gets complicated and I have to explain how that works, which I didn't feel like doing. But we had a nice time.
Night before Monday 2nd January The second of these two dreams I had great progress, as even though I woke up in that one just before becoming lucid, this marked the most times I've managed to do reality checks in dreams in 12 months. The scene, which involved a recurring theme about school, was unusually vivid this time. * I was about to kiss a woman I knew from long ago, at my Mum's dining table, and weirdly we both put on these very small imitation glasses cut out of white paper. Mine had spirals cut into them over the eyes. I paused just before the kiss and realised that I wasn't attracted to that person. The dream scene [and perhaps the dream] ended there. * I was on holiday with my Dad and he had been driving us down south but we suddenly arrived in a northern, beautiful mountainous part of the world. It was a green natural space with mountains in the distance. I think they were green too, the bits I remember noticing. The sun seemd to be out [mainly going by level of daylight I remember] but it seemed like very late afternoon, early evening (though not a noticeable sunset). I had in my mind that it was Canada. I asked Dad as we had been heading south why had he diverted [or turned around?] and come so far north? He told me he had cows up here and needed to give them water. I think I asked how we got here so quickly and he said he made great time and did it in two hours. He mentioned how economical it was pointing out that it was costing him less than a flight up there. At this point I remembered it was in his old car and given how worn out the car was, I wondered if the wear and tear on the car would end up costing him more [Interesting I was asking QUESTIONS a lot / good CRITICAL THINKING]. We started walking through a grassy area with a worn public dirt path. It was obviously a natural space popular with lots of tourists. Dad's cows seemed to be roaming free here. At this point I wondered why he would need to drive all this way to give them water and wouldn't all the people around give them drinks [Not the best dream logic, but neither is looking after cows hundreds of miles away and driving there unplanned to provide water]. After that I thought about how long we were staying in that part of the country before we had to move on and decided I had enough time to drive somewhere [for the evening? Also where did I suddenly get my own car from up here? I thought I came in Dad's?]. The dream seemed to cut to me having arrived in the road by my old school. [SCHOOL: Huge DREAM SIGN]. I seemed to know that I wasn't a pupil at this school anymore [I didn't really reflect on this, I just knew like I would when I'm awake, like I knew that I'm older now and don't go to school anymore, without actually thinking those thoughts specifically. This is a big step from my usual dreams about school where I almost invariably don't know that]. I saw the pupils walking around. For some reason I had to attend lessons at the school today, even though I was now a guest. I started to think about which lesson I needed to go to first (as I had no timetable) [SCHOOL: Not knowing where to be next / missing / incomplete timetable, one of my biggest DREAM SIGNS]. I immediately thought to myself that this is what normally happens in my dreams - I think I thought it a couple of times - but I didn't immediately become lucid because this dream was one of the most vivid I can remember and I can still remember how strikingly it felt 100% real. The visuals were very vivid and clear. [I don't remember noticing temperature, any breeze, really noticing any noise but that's because I wasn't paying attention to any of them, just where I was and where I needed to be next]. I remembered what I needed to do to find out what lesson I needed to go to next, as I dream about the problem so often, that I needed to go to the classroom where my tutor was who was responsible for dictating my timetable at the start of the year. The very next thing I knew was I was pinching my nose to do a REALITY CHECK - but I have no memory of deciding to do so. I couldn't breathe when I held my nose and I remember instantly trying to make sense of this [I guess thinking it's not a dream or it's not a lucid dream or similar] whilst at the same time noticing that the dream had just disappeared and I saw the blackness of my closed eyes and realised I was awake. Night before Tuesday 3rd January * I was sitting on the right hand side (maybe 3/4 of the way towards the back) of what could have been a coach but later turned out to be an aircraft. I had a number of belongings that I was trying to gather up on my lap - I think articles of clothing, a rucksack and maybe some other bags. I think it was almost time to leave. I seemed to be worried that a guy to my left would try to mess with or steal some of my stuff, so I was trying to pack it all away in a way he wouldn't be able to get at it. I think I decided I was going to have to clip or tie something - maybe another bag - onto the back of the rucksack and I was worried he might try to steal from it when I wore it on my back. * I was in some big canteen or cafe with some young guys. We had to wash the food off the dirty plates but we weren't doing all of the washing up work, we just seemed to be doing one step to make other people's jobs easier. I think we were supposed to take them and put them somewhere or do some other extra step and I think I was trying to skip that step (to save time and effort) and the other guys were telling me not to. * In some very incoherent scene someone was wearing an LCD display. I think it was on their lower chest. It showed something to do with a salt level I think - but in this dream I'm pretty sure it wasn't anything as meaningful as the salt level in their blood (electrolyte balance). I had a task I had to keep repeating [which I can only remember very faintly and was probably very vaguely defined in the dream. It could have changed from moment to moment] which might have been getting table salt, presumably to influence this reading on his screen.
Updated 01-04-2023 at 04:16 AM by 99564
This dream was in the middle of the night and I should have gotten up and written everything I remembered in my journal. But I would have had to turn on the light to see what I was writing and I just went back to sleep. I should do better. But I remember this: I was competing in some kind of obstacle course and there was a puzzle aspect like identifying objects along the way that had a theme to them. My course had a semi-deep rectangular hole to run through, a seat to jump over, and a tool to grab and carry with me. I figured out that three were the theme in that they rhymed. Trench, Bench, Wrench. I felt so smug in that no one else would figure it out, mostly because 'trench' was a little-used word and no one else would think to call the hole a trench, they'd just say hole or something similar.
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