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    1. Project, family guy, teacher

      by , 02-15-2014 at 02:59 PM
      More fragments I really need to get my act together here!

      1. I was in a studio space working on an art project when people started coming into the room. I was ticked off cause I thought I had the space to myself. I was trying to get out a rolled up piece of paper from a metal cylindrical container that had lots of meter sticks and rulers sticking out of it. I was flailing my arms, knocking over everything around me but I could not manage to get the paper out, then this guy I remember from highschool comes over and he is pissed because I was making so much noise. He takes the container from me and with ease pulls out the paper and gives it to me. I am so mad because I felt like they shouldn't be angry cause I was in their first and they chose to come in to the room.

      2. Peter from family guy was in my house, maybe he was my dad but I don't think he was. Anyways he was angry cause someone ate his chocolate Popsicle and he was blaming it all on meg. I walked into the living room and told him that I ate it and tomorrow I would buy him another one. He went downstairs and I followed him. He was sitting on shelves and eating the Popsicles that he he hidden down there. I was like the son of a gun tricked me! And I confronted him and we had an eating competition. But I was eating something like a fruit roll up and we we're try to take the biggest bites to finish first. Peter won and I don't remember what happened after that.

      3. I was apart of a class and we were talking to the professor in a forest. Some kid mentioned that the prof should put his lectures online and that he should also be online to answer question. The prof was like "ya maybe I should just give you all the answers" in a sarcastic tone.
    2. Redoing a scientific paper

      by , 02-15-2014 at 01:48 PM
      I needed to redo a scientific paper. Mostly I needed to delete redundant parts, such as diagrams that started with a chemical / molecular composition of something, then something else, and ending on the same chemical/molecular composition. Trouble was that this pruning effort was the suggestion of someone we were working with, but while I agreed it was needed, I worried my boss would not like it. This someone else we worked with was saying that the current paper was written "so old school", also suggesting that we should not strive to directly and thoroughly answer the questions asked, but succinctly show our capabilities.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. Rolling WILD

      by , 02-14-2014 at 06:40 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I am in bed (unusual because I sleep on the floor with a foam pad) and feel like I'm about to enter a dream. My whole body starts rocking on its own, a lot of rotation. Buzzing calm sensation in my head. I fall off the bed due to the rocking, climb back in, and have bits of dreams appear to me, I feel them and see them. Dreams within the dream. In the bits of dreams, I know I'm dreaming, having just entered into them, but being so brief, don't do much with it.
    4. Missing!

      by , 02-14-2014 at 02:27 PM (Welcome to my dreams!)

      1. [Non-Lucid]

      We seem to be investigating the disappearance of a child, we are looking around his room and we find behind the cupboard a buzz light-year toy that is broken, the packaging is still with it and we notice a white peg glued on the back, we then assume the child got given the toy by some stranger who then followed him home, then abducted him in the night.

      I'm in my living room and were talking about the missing child, hes has been missing for a while, a woman standing across from me in an angry voice kinda shouting says "How is a child suppose to live this long in this weather" (Tornado force winds that are pounding the country at the moment).

      I now appear to be in a BMW of some sort, (there's some voice talking about these really old sweets coming from nowhere) I now have a bag of these old sweets so I grab 1 and I examine it, its multi-colored like tutti-frutti I guess, its rectangular and looks faded. They all look pretty similar, my mum is in the car with me and says "lets try one" so she bites one in half and I say "don't eat it all, I wanna try it" so she gives me the other half and then she goes to find a toilet.

      While shes gone I think about and imagine driving the car around to have some fun but I have no license and mum would probably be angry at me, also maybe I would get arrested.

      2. [Non-Lucid]

      Fragments:
      Something about my Auntie


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      Possible dream signs:
      Mum, Buzz Light-year, Auntie

      Updated 02-14-2014 at 04:08 PM by 63320

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    5. A Box of Stuff!

      by , 02-13-2014 at 12:41 PM (Welcome to my dreams!)
      1. [Non-Lucid]
      I'm with Emily and we figured we were going to be in this place for a while so she got out this box that kinda resembled a Christmas calendar (it was green or pink), this box is full of stuff to mess with, I don't quite remember what but I seemed to be able to attach certain things (plastic shapes kinda), so I attached some stuff and I think I made her laugh at 1 point.

      I'm in a building and notice I had become some sort of bronze stick figure with a white face, my eyes and mouth were black and robotic like, I went off to find Emily to show her.

      2. [Non-Lucid]
      There's this king, and his son keeps wanting to get in trouble, so the son dresses up to become disguised, he keeps getting caught by the prosecutor, when the king finds out the prosecutor has caught him, he gives the prosecutor a kicking.

      Fragments:
      A guy dressed as a ghost being pulled backwards across a field away from a forest, the costume gets ripped off his face see who it is.

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      Possible dream signs:

      Emily, Ellie, Mum, Step dad, Dad

      (I may write my other dreams down later)
    6. Triangle!

      by , 02-12-2014 at 09:44 AM (Welcome to my dreams!)
      1. [Non-Lucid]
      Keep seeing a Triangular pattern (3 triangles creating a bigger triangle) made of shiny glass on the floor in a pitch black room.

      Was quite mysterious.

      Fragments:
      May have seen a wooden version of the triangle
      There may be someone with me
      I felt something
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. Positive recurring apocalyptic dream

      by , 02-12-2014 at 05:37 AM
      Ever since I can remember, I have had recurring dreams that were all set in a place I cannot easily describe. This "world" is a brightly lit place, always coastal, or a feeling of being coastal, and is a very highly built city. I couldn't tell you how tall because I am always either in the top of the towers, which are all connected, or at the beach. In this world, clearly a very productive and happy place, our time as humanity is always coming to an end. The events of these dreams are never exactly the same. I recall when I was a young child that in the dream I was driving on a highway (very high in the sky) towards the beach, when the earth began to shake and the highway began crumble. More recently, I was in this world and found a friend, I stepped out of the elevator and went to hug him. I also knew at that moment I had been there before and some part of me knew the world was ending. The strangest thing about these dreams, and why I consider them recurring, even though they are not the same people, the same events, or even the same exact location, is the feeling that comes with this world. I feel it in the dreams and it feels familiar, and I know they are all in the same realm. This feeling carries over to when I wake up, as near as I can describe it is love. (as an aside I was convinced for two days I loved this friend after that dream before realizing it was only the feeling the dream had given me) Love is not totally accurate, however. Bliss is less accurate. I only know that as scary as the world ending may be, something about these dreams draws me to them. I almost cannot believe they are only dreams. To me it feel like a different realm, as real as this one, where I lead a very different life in a very different place. A place where people are so contented even the end of days does not damper their happiness.
    8. Fragment: Monstorous Transformation

      by , 02-10-2014 at 09:09 PM (Lucid Time!)
      I am outside, It feels like I am in a parking lot and the school is on some kind of field trip.where a mirror was set up looking at myself. I have very small eyes and a large, mushroom shaped head that is completely bald. Some dream characters are laughing at me and calling me a freak.

      Updated 08-27-2014 at 07:23 PM by 53527

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    9. More fragments

      by , 02-10-2014 at 05:03 PM
      - I met my step sister or possibly cousin and her brothers.
      - we had a meeting in a kitchen and I said that I didn't want to meet her and this offended her
      - I remember thinking she was perfect and I just didn't care to be around her
      - her brothers, there were three, were exposed the whole time as well
      - something a bout Diddy kong wearing a blue hat and I had to change it red
      - I was in a house/cottage a lot of the dream
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    10. 'Shit myself/zombie' Dream

      by , 02-10-2014 at 08:16 AM
      Another fragmented dream.

      Basicly I had a dream where me and my brother went to a camping site that had a toilet block and stuff.
      I farted and shit myself spending like 20 mins cleaning myself up in the toilet blocks.. minging.

      Also, there were zombies at one point, not sure if it was the same dream or not, but I was in the toilet block again, in the dark braining zombies.
      Categories
      dream fragment
    11. The Wine Bottle

      by , 02-10-2014 at 12:46 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      Well I don't feel I should add the near WILD and DILD to my count Screw it. A lucid is a lucid. Even if I'm not happy with my LDs, I had an CRAZY wonderful morning of dreaming.

      Prebed: moderate amount of beer
      WBTB: Galantamine 8mg, Choline 400mg, Alpha GPC - 200mg


      4:37AM - My Assassination

      I am a woman in a red dress and I feel as if I am beautiful and sexy. I need to leave my house but there are people trying to kill me. I have a team of body guards around my house with guns. It's time to leave but we know there is a sniper someplace in the hills. My house is open with lots of glass but there is an exterior wall that I'm going to use as cover. When I go out I catch a glimpse of the sniper. He sees me and I duck behind the wall. A bullet chips off some of the top brick. I run for it from the end of the wall to a tree and bushes. I hear gun fire and dive for cover. Somehow I take a bullet to my lower back on the left side. The pain is horrible! (This is the worst dream pain I have ever felt. Or at least I perceived it that way.) I lie face down in agony and rage. I repeatedly shout, "KILL THE SON OF A BITCH!" As I lie there with my eyes closed, I think, This is how I die. And I accept that. There are some more random thoughts and images as I wake up.

      5:52AM - WILD - Vibes

      I wake from a dream I do not recall. A failed WILD attempt. I go back into WILD mode and get vibrations. I spend a lot of time floating and turning with strong vibrations but I can't seem to do much with it. I become bored and annoyed so I try something different. I wait in the void and relax my mind focusing on meditative awareness. Soon the vibes stop and I wake up. I try to WILD again but fail.

      The Metallic Werewolf War

      A non lucid dream forms. My wife and put my son in something like his high chair. I look up and we are in some class room. There is a young woman arguing with some monstrous, metallic, transformer looking, werewolf about the war between there kind. The woman keeps pointing out the atrocities committed against her people and the werewolf keeps countering with, "But it was WAR."

      I think about the war and the dream changes. I am in some post apocalyptic area. The buildings are rubble and the sky is black with smoke. I see the woman, who I now realize looks like Maggie from Walking Dead. Glenn is next to her, but his left hand is a cannon made from nano-tech. He is shooting fiery energy at the enemy. I look at who he is shooting at and see that we are on top of what looks like a cobblestone version of a huge dam or fortress wall. There is a horde of the shiny black metallic werewolf creatures battling their way towards us. I wake up.

      6:51AM - #277 - DILD - The Wine Bottle

      I am getting gas. Someone pulls up in a flatbed pickup with various sticks and stones for sale. My wife wants to buy some for crafts but I tell her no. I tell her just go outside and look for your own for free.

      I turn and now I am in a Wal-Mart. I see a bottle of wine on the shelf. The lettering is crystal clear but makes no sense. "ISOP?" Somehow this triggers lucidity. I am glad for it and I turn away trying to remember a goal. The dream that was so vivid and clear is now getting dark and blurry. I fight against it and begin rubbing my hands. I look down an isle but its just a blur of color now. I focus on my hands but its not use. I fall on my face into the void. I try to stay calm and focus on awareness. I tell myself that no matter what happens I will stay aware. I am falling and turning slighty. I wait.

      Then I am fooled by a false awakening. I try recalling the dream in the dream (or was I wake?) but fall back to sleep.

      Vampire Sisters

      Now I am refinishing the hardwood floors of my house. I am nearly done and some vampire woman walk in on my wet floors. I am annoyed but they are fighting. Another vampire woman comes in and tells them to stop. She says something like, "We are not fighting each other, but our greatest enemy." Then she looks alarmed pointing at one of the vampires sisters. "What clearance did you give her?!"

      I have a vision of a slice of supreme pizza on the floor. It some how represented the vampire sister in question. There are alien looking arthropod beings long tongues or labrum like a mosquito. They put their labrum into the pizza. I get the feeling like they are some how infecting her mind or possessing her. I wake up.

      8:25AM Tidal Wave

      I am at a rocky beach with my wife wading into the ocean. I keep reaching into the rocks and pulling out oysters. I easily pry them open and eat them raw. The third one is ridiculously huge and the texture is like the cheese on a pizza. The taste is like canned oysters. I try to get my wife to eat one but she is grossed out and scared of what might be in the water. (She would) I think about that and say I am only scared of sharks. My wife screams and I look. There is a huge tidal wave coming in at a slow motion. The effect makes it see even bigger. We run a fast as we can as the water comes rushing in behind us. Water is at our feet as we get into a random car. I am trying to start it as the water takes us and the car away. I wake up.

      Fragments

      Horrible acne

      I am tilling the garden

      Updated 02-10-2014 at 12:52 AM by 5967 (Shits and giggles)

      Tags: galantamine
      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening , memorable , dream fragment , lucid
    12. The beauty and the beast

      by , 02-09-2014 at 08:42 PM
      Date: 06 Feb

      Wbtb: 1/3 latte

      I have a number of short lds that I chain through the void. Summary

      LD: In my old room, stabilize by touching furniture. Notice that lamps are on. Find a newspaper I try to read with difficulty for a while. The lamps go off, I become blind and then the dream blacks to the void. I stay there for a bit, waiting for the next dream.

      LD: In a car, get out of the car, notice my reflection in the windows. Hair is the same, but it gets in my face, I make a ponytail. I want to change the scene, try splitting the space, I feel another place, but nothing visually changes. I get bored, allow myself to fall back. This yields a number of sensations as well as weightlessness. The dream fades to the void. I wait for the next scene.

      LD: I find myself in a nice hotel lobby, bright flowers decorate the place. Some guest DCs, a monk at the distance catches my attention, I go to check it out. The monk is gone but a few DCs are paying their respect to a metal statue. I have some mischievous thoughts, but bow down instead. There are two more statues (not in service), metal turtles. The dream fades to black, I stay still for DEILD but it takes a while.

      Review in head, feeling tired, I fall asleep.

      DILD+: on and off lucidity, FA, in- dream wild and sexy time

      DILD: I find myself in this familiar place and start looking at the plants near the windows, try some tk on them, but it doesn't work. I think maybe there's a reason for this. Then I turn to examine the room, everything looks kind of blurry and unstable. My attention is caught by those lamps - three lamps, I try to identify if they come from a memory or just random ones, it's like my vision almost splits in two and there is a fourth lamp, but I try to focus more and they're back to three. I mentally make a note of the bad quality, then go down the stairs. I immediately regret doing so, because I run into the B6 DC and she charges at me. At this moment, I become quite concerned that this might truly be some sort of evil entity just using her form to terrorize me. It's just too active, so lively in the eyes and so aggressive. I have no choice but to face her. I think I say a few words, but her mood remains the same. Then I decide this is a good opportunity to do my breathing and concentrate on that. I do this for a while. In the meantime, she seems to have changed her mind about attacking me and is weeping.

      Memory gap, possibly another blackout.

      DILD: On the street now and I see this empty space in the horizon and recall I wanted to use something like this to draw a mountain. A bit uncerain if the dream will last long enough, with all the blackouts and instability before. I decide to go ahead with the summoning, yet before I do any motions with my hands I notice that the space isn't quite empty. It looks like in the very distance, as if seeing through the fog is something that looks like a large mountain. As I keep staring at it, it becomes much clearer and closer, till I find myself looking at a solid spot of the mountain covered with grass. The surroundings have changed without me noticing and I am at the foot of this huge mountain. I cover the majority of it with snow until I feel it's enough for the task. Then I examine the slope, which is initially way too steep to enable any upward movements. This worries me but I move to a part of it and feeling very excited summon a pair of ski and ski poles.

      I totally can't believe the summon worked as I have nothing to do with this sport. Anyways, I start gliding up the slope, which by then is less steeper. Contrary to my expectations from real life, this is not as hard and actually pretty pleasurable. I glide upwards the slope which goes up and down and it feels as if I am on a roller coaster. Then I reach the top of the mountain and feel adventurous, contemplate on jumping from the top or skiing down. Yet before I can decide what to do, the momentum carries me forward and I continue moving in the air. I notice that I feel no switch in sensations from gliding on the mountain surface to this weird air movement. My mood is great, I gaze to what's ahead and not below me. It is a beautiful view of green plains, with a weird building with one-two statues in the distance and a very large gray palace next to it.

      At this time it clicks this could so well be the palace I wanted to summon (while reviewing tasks during wbtb). I'm still skeptic that will be able to make it and complete the entire task but give it a go. Don't remember flying for a long distance, it's like the palace became closer as I started to focus on the steps of the task. I go in what looks like museum palace lobby, there's some thematic furniture, long red carpet or velvet curtains, don't pay too much attention to them. I immediately think dad. That's actually quite easy and there he stands in one of the side corridors. I say a few words to him, to mentally confirm this is going the way it has to be. Then start looking for the beast but there is no one in sight.

      The room I'm in is pretty small and there are stairs going down and I go to the lower floor, looking for the beast. I run into an old Chinese man that I try to make look scary but no matter how much effort I put into this, he stays the same. I obviously start making scary faces and roar in an attempt to distort his features into evil ones, but he looks scared as hell and is shivering. I can't believe my DC is afraid of me and where is that beast? A couple of DCs that I don't pay much attention to appear and there it is - a disgusting beast. It looks like one H. Bosch's animals - a mixture of different animals, like a large pink pig and echidna, strange fur and the nose of a mole. It also is spitting something poisonous from its month and hissing. I so much regret not being able to summon my much now friendly looking lion man at this point.

      Disgusted, I approach the wild creature, tell him I love him (it) and kiss it near what looks like its mouth. I remain with my eyes closed and wait a bit, but can still feel this thing aggressively making breathing noises and moving around. I know the curse has to be broken but nothing happens, and I can't take the little bugger any more. It's somewhat smaller now - the size of a cat maybe and I throw it away where it gets under some furniture. That thing keeps making the sounds, but looks wounded and in the next moment I see that it gives existence to a DC that comes out from under the furniture. To my amusement, it is a female classmate. Good enough I suppose. The dream soon fades.
    13. Twisters n stairs!

      by , 02-09-2014 at 01:29 PM (Welcome to my dreams!)
      1. [Non-Lucid]
      I'm trying to leave this house but there's hundreds of steps that I can't get down in my wheelchair.
      My dad and a few others get an idea, so they built a canoe the seats on the side so people can sit in them and steer.
      My dad picked me up and laid me down in the canoe and then we set off at speed down the steps and into a river at the bottom, I can feel the water spraying me as we navigate the river.

      2. [Non-Lucid]

      I'm outside with a group of people when all of a sudden in the distance of the dark sky 2 twisters start to form...then they duplicate like from the movie "The day after tomorrow" kinda, so now there's 4 twisters (They looked a little different from what I have seen they actually look like, kinda looked like vanilla ice cream swirling around).
      We all rush inside as to take cover, I take these 3 girls to a secure place, I think underground, for some reason I separate 1 of them and take here to like a side office room. the other 2 girls are wondering why I did that, then a huge steel girder came flying through the ceiling, the girls are now freaking out.

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      Fragments:
      Some guy chasing me with a knife.
      Me trying to get help, panicked in a classroom.
      Driving a car trying to find the motorway, I go the wrong way and have to turn around.
      A very hilly area with very steep paths.
      A yellow pencil with black vertical lines, the lead is sharpened well.

      Updated 02-09-2014 at 08:10 PM by 63320

      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening , dream fragment
    14. 1-21 Dream: The Car Keys

      by , 02-09-2014 at 12:05 PM
      Jan 21, 2014 & Jan 28, 2014. Astral/DILD.

      I'll try not to flood the DJ recent entry category, but I'd like to get my DJ caught up somewhat so that I can track running themes and others can comment on already established recalls if they want. It'll probably take a while, so I'll space them out by a few hours or so, but here's another for now. Sorry if this bothers anyone.

      * * *

      This dream has a very long storyline, the understanding of what was occurring held strong through-out. I had a specific purpose to traveling in this dream. It deals with older children-younger adult age-ish energies in different types of academies and schools.

      The overlying understanding to these sequences was of two Spiritual Teams who were calling themselves The Ocean and The Sea (probably spelled differently, but that is how it is pronounced). There was a third neutral/on-the-fence party called nothing (since those who were not aligned with one or the other were constantly pressured to choose). I was in the third and my main purpose was to bring awareness about these two alliances to the unaware.

      Since The Ocean and The Sea were going into schools and claiming members, usually through subconsciously pushing the students towards particular actions and thoughts - most alignments were made unknowingly by the students themselves until it was much too late to change or escape the responsibilities of being part of an alliance.

      I was attempting to warn students in any way I could, but while doing so, it was difficult since those who were already aligned with a team were constantly trying to sabotage me, such as locking my keys in my car...

      My Car was how I shifted between schools. It was a basic old station wagon-like car that once I was finished with a school, I would sit in the driver's seat, start the engine, wait a few seconds, then turn it off and I'd be at my next destination - parked in a new spot.

      The earliest sequence I can recall in this timeline is where I took a train on a field trip with a student group I was trying to reach. We were traveling through Volcanic Fields. The train literally went right up into a volcano mountain, there was gushing lava and black sheet rock for scenery and the train trembled, shook and threatened to tip over every time a geyser released lava/steam near the windows. A couple times, I even watched as lava landed on the windows and trickled down.

      I spent most of my time on the train trying to explain to students through their own ways of communication - so subtle. Eventually, I gave up conversation as it simply was not working and moved to scrawling poetry with black ink on the seats and walls. The black ink was drawn into symbols that explained to the viewer that they needed to stay alert and not be drawn in by magnetizing or 'pretty'/beautiful imagery/promises. Not many listened and I ended up getting in trouble with one of the aligned 'supervisors' and had to abandon that area as soon as the train had returned.

      The last sequence of the timeline, after a number of different schools, was at a casual community college type of campus. There was a sport event going on. I continued on my attempt, but by now, the Ocean and the Sea easily were able to identify me. It got me in trouble with groups of students aligned to them that were easily persuaded towards violence and nasty business.

      There was one point where I got locked in a bathroom by a janitor and couldn't get out until I smashed in the door with my foot.

      Then, I went to go to my car to leave as it had grown dark during my time in the bathroom and the campus was closed with hardly anyone around except those that lived nearby. I realized, as I approached my car that I had left the keys locked in on the front seat. So, I stomped in the window to retrieve my keys.

      When I reached through the smashed window, my keys popped out of my reach just before I had them. They began a game, where I'd go to grab and they popped away and reappeared in a different spot; on the seat, in the trunk, on top of the roof, hanging from the keyhole, wherever was farthest away from me.

      A young man came forward, just a basic young man, simple and demure in energy, and said that he'd help me get my keys if he could come along with me to the next place.

      I agreed. Then, I woke up.

      * * *
      Schools, academies, and symposiums are common locations for my dreams. A few days after this one, I believe it was between the 28th-30th of Jan., I had a dream at a symposium college for divine energies.
      * * *

      In that dream, I had to travel in an underwater pod deep into the ocean until it arrived at an underwater college that existed in a spiritual pocket. The transition was precise and maintained to only allow certain energy frequencies into the meeting place. Here, there were many spiritual philosophers and researchers. Almost all of them had a connection to a deity name (a patron or direct link) and there were no ordinary human/elemental energies allowed. Each being spoke in lifetimes, a divine language that expresses intent and supports certain spiritual opinions through reference to actual embodied lives.

      I was there through a specific archetypal energy current that I hold dear to myself.

      The nature of the college was spiritually interesting in that no matter where one moved or went, chose to do, they could not escape learning a lesson that they needed to explore. For instance, I became bored with a lecture that was happening and wandered off - my wandering off led me to an entirely different encounter in which the process itself was a learning experience. There is no way to avoid this in the college, every single second is an act of being challenged.

      While there, I disagreed with another entity that was trying to convince people on the merits about being transparent about their energy current's name(s). I did not think entities should be forced to share their lineage with everyone just because, and my disagreement drove this woman absolutely wild with frustration. She was there on/as the Energy Current of Aphrodite and it escalated to the point where she was constantly asking me who I was.

      This became annoying as when someone asks you a question in this space, the answer presents itself to your internal mind instantly and you have to choose whether or not to share it. So each time she asked, my internal mind was being flooded with the answer of Who I Was and I had to really bite my tongue (so to speak) not to share it.

      I had an ally with me, a male who I easily fell in love with as soon as we bumped into each other in an empty room. He disagreed with both of us about the situation and so, was around our conversations to exacerbate our stances. Eventually, I shared who I was with him and he did with me. And then, I left/woke up.
      Categories
      dream fragment , memorable
    15. 1-19 Dream: The Trapdoor

      by , 02-09-2014 at 11:24 AM
      Jan 19, 2014. Astral/Subconscious/Collaborative Dream.

      This particular sequence was one in many for the night, but it was the most memorable. The dream storyline does not begin where I start my entry and that can be assumed for almost any dream I share, there is almost always a dream sequence before and after that I am not describing for sake of time/recall ability.

      * * *

      I am in a black-lit building, a warehouse or some very large space. Everything is pitch black. There is a small sign above labeling it as a "Laser Play Arena".

      There is a man who runs the area, with an electronic clipboard (modern tablet). His energy is overwhelmingly Thoth/Anubis in sensation. He acts regal/upright about his job, but finds amusement in observation.

      So black, the area was, one could say it simulated a pocket of outer space, though no stars shone anywhere. All over, instead, there were beings and entities moving - but no matter their true shape in the darkness, they had LED/electronic lights showing a different creature or symbol or word, etc. - to be seen instead. They moved up and down, side to side, anywhere and everywhere in various paths.

      For example, one entity appeared to be a rainbow LED flashing spider, a very large giant shadow moved behind this symbol though. On other entities there were morphing words.

      Nothing was stationary, everything constantly moving as they were 'playing/fighting' with each other - depending on their relationship with the ones they ran into/near.

      I did not want to be here. Not in a frightened way, but in a I simply ended up in the wrong spot than where I had intended.

      I told the man/Thoth/Anubis and he smirked. His smirk frustrated me and so I stomped my foot down so hard that a trap door suddenly swung up from where I had stomped. The rectangle showed an old wooden staircase descending downwards into soft blue sunlight. I recognized the light as a town I had been to before.

      I look to Thoth/Anubis and I'm like "Aha!" and he stands nearby. With dream logic, I understand at the time that it is to keep others from going in through the exit with me.

      Beyond is a port town that I visit now and then in my Psyche/Subconscious Dreams. It is near water and is very damp with cobblestone roads, damp/rotting wood, creaky timber houses. It is European in style with narrow streets and tall buildings.

      My husband is there in the distance with a medium-sized industrial truck. I go to say hello and as I do, a large Semi-truck comes by and squeezes the smaller truck up against the buildings in a cartoon-like fashion.

      Worried for my partner, I hurry towards him to see if he is okay - which he is. As I check him over, setting my hand on the truck, it wibbles and wobbles and suddenly, a mass amount of large (2'-3') bugs fall down off of the roof and onto me - centipedes, spiders, beetles.

      The most interesting part about the bugs is that they are colored green and purple with a similar oily sheen that some pigeons have. A large spider falls upon my head as I catch a thick centipede - cradling it in my arms until I let it go. The spider is green-purple, metallic looking with a giant eye as its center body with around thirty legs.

      --- on a side note: I frequently find that stomping a foot down in a dream is very powerful to break through into a transition or force will a certain way.

      Updated 02-09-2014 at 11:27 AM by 67857

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