nightmare

2010-04-11

This kind of dream really aggravates me, because when you wake up, you are so pissed off. It’s called a false awakening. I woke up at 7:00AM, and decided that I could use the 15 minutes before my family woke up to masturbate. As I reached for my PSP, I grabbed several books, including a short horror story book, which I have not read, nor do I own, for several years. Even in my dream, I knew that I did not own this book, but thought nothing of it. (HAD I PURSUED THAT, I WOULD HAVE PROBABLY ACHIEVED LUCIDITY! /SLAP OWN FACE) I thought it was wired that I couldn’t feel my dick during this time, and looked at my clock, which read 9:00AM. I scrambled out of bed, freaking out that my alarm had not gone off, or my family had waked me up. I finished my shower, and started to brush my teeth when I could hear a faint beeping sound. I thought it was annoying, but that it was just the shower pipes. The noise got louder and louder until I jolted out of bed, and looked at my clock which read 7:15AM, and my alarm was going off.

2010-04-15

I was running through my lawn, and tiny little spiders were everywhere. I was trying to get to my house, but every second I had to stop and try to remove the spiders from m clothing. They were crawling through my hair, and biting me on exposed flesh.

2010-04-17

Me and my International Business class were playing paintball in a wooden fort-ish environment. I stalker around picking people off, and waiting till only a few remained, but even though I had shot him, my teacher locked the trap door under me when I climbed a lookout tower. Then all the people I had killed were trying to push the tower over, with me in it. Finally it fell, and I was thrown out of it. I was kind of mad because they ruined the game, but didn’t really care. When we got back to school, somebody had planted a computer virus in the school network, causing all computers connected to yell “LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL” at maximum volume.

2010-04-29

I met and old friend of mine at the mall. His name is Greg, and I offered to drive him back to his place and say hi to his family. We had a little reunion with his family, because I haven’t seen them in a long time. His younger sister had a friend over, and she was my age. I immediately fell for her, and she for me. She was absolutely beautiful, with long brown hair, and her name was Amanda. Greg's family kept telling me every time she left the room to ask her out on a date, because she wanted to go out with me too. Unfortunately, my shyness seeps into my dreams from time to time, and this one was of those moments. She left their house that night, and I woke up.

2010-05-12

I was with a few people that I didn’t know, and we were defending what look like the map Rust from Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2, from an invasion of Protoss Zealots. We killed a lot of Zealots, and I woke up before we were overrun.

My second dream was me running through a misty swamp. This dream played out like a film, where I was watching me from a third person point of view. I was frantically searching for someone, and finally found a figure standing in the swamp. I remember a sense of relief when I found him, and put my hand on his shoulder. He turned around, and all that I can remember before waking up was a profound sense of terror from looking on the man’s face.

2010-03-11

I was chasing what I can only describe as a beautiful Sprite into a tall building. Once inside, she trapped me, and began to play games with me. These games would have a very lethal outcome if I were to lose them. Even though she was trying to kill me, she seemed almost happy to be in my company. She even had me held in what I can only describe as a top floor penthouse in a hotel. In my mind I knew that I had 2 friends I could count on to save me. One was a vampire, about my age, but nevertheless, completely in tune with his powers, and a friend whom was the product of genetic experiments, with both Alien and Predator DNA in him. The broke into the building, and were trying to climb the stories to where I was. The Sprite had one last game for me, and I knew that she had grown bored of my presence, and whether I survived this game, I would die. My friends reached the floor where I was being held, they freed me from the deadly game, enraging the Sprite. My friends grabbed me and jumped out the window as the Sprite released her creatures on us. We must have been about 30 floors up, but that was of no concern to my friends, knowing their pasts. They put me in the back of a van, being driven by an unknown person, and began fighting off the minions. The creatures were genetically enhanced Predators, but were still no match for my Vampire and Predator friend, who had the strengths of both races in him. The van started to drive away from the scene and I woke up.

Predators and Aliens frequent my dreams actually now that i think about it.

2010-03-21

I actually rememeber having three different dreams last night. The first was of me and a few friends going out to Blockbuster to fuck around and look at shit. On one of the demo stand that let you play a trial game at the store was playing Resident Evil. I was playing this for a while, and when everyone else wanted to go, I couldn’t save my game.

The second dream was where I was on a spaceship, which was becoming engulfed in some kind of dark matter. The dark matter didn’t destroy the ship, or kill the people it swallowed, but transformed them into something inhuman. They lost limbs, and grew new one, broke bones to give way to shapes I thought impossible for the human body. I and several other people were the last people untouched on the ship, and the dark matter had receded, but left behind patches, and the creatures. Creatures started to chase us, when we ran into 2 people loaded with ammunition and guns, saving us. The group of us made our way carefully through the ship, and eventually had to cross the outer deck in an environmental suit. Some people were caught in the patches of dark matter and disappeared. Once we re-entered the airlock, I woke up.

The third dream I had, was after I had fallen asleep again. I and my friend Dylan were playing a virtual reality Call of Duty MMO, as crazy as it sounds. It was more like an MMO than anything Call of Duty has for multiplayer, but we had the guns and equipment. Every time Dylan got a kill, his title would show as Officer Prime. We partied up with three girls, and started to play. After a couple games, I woke up.

2010-03-26

I dreamt that I owned a pet wolf. Every now and then, we would howl at the moon together. That dream wasn’t very long, but another dream I had was that I was shopping with my mom, and told her that I needed a new razor for shaving. She held up a large blue crescent blade, and asked if this was ok. I looked at her and asked if she was retarded.

2010-04-07

My record for dreams I could remember in one night; 5. This first dream, I was surfing on the internet, and was tricked into watch a scary video. The only way I can describe it is called “The origins of the Grudge”. It scared the shit out of me, and woke me up.

When I fell back asleep, my second dream was where I was a break dancer, and was doing a practice gig in an open gym. Later I went over to my Grandparents house for a party, they asked me to perform but I refused.

In my third dream, I met a girl at a concert, and we were talking for a while. When we left, she couldn’t figure out where she was staying and I offered her to stay at my hotel room. She offered to sleep on the floor beside me. I remember being up all night looking down at her from the top of the bed, and desperately wanting to have sex.

In my fourth dream, I was playing a Resident Evil 5, Call of Duty and Nazi Zombie remix game. It was a virtual reality game, but when you died, you felt the pain of your character, which was part of the fun, and would cause you no real harm. This seems like a terrible idea considering we were facing zombies, and the pain from being eaten alive would have been excruciating. Everyone else died before me, and their screams of pain over the mic were already enough to freak me out. When the zombies finally cornered me, I yelled fuck this, jumped out the second story window, and shot myself in the head on the way down. My friends all booed over the mic at me not facing the pain, and we all laughed as they called me a pussy.

My final dream of the night, it was with the same friends I was with during the last dream, but there was no video game, and we were at some pizza restaurant. There was an arcade right beside it, so we got pizza, and then decided to play some games. After we finished, one of my friends decided that he wanted to order pizza with a green crust. After looking at him quizzically, I woke up.

2010-02-15

I was at the cottage partying with my friends, and had to get some supplies. I drove down to the blue store, and met a beautiful girl. I invited her back to the cottage later, because we were just drinking and having fun. When it was time for her to go home, I drove her down the street. She told me to stop the car at the blue store and turn it off. We started to kiss, and pretty soon we were having sex. I cannot remember anything after that.

2010-02-16

My house was completely overrun with Big Daddies from Bioshock. They wouldn’t hurt me, but were looking for something. I went downstairs, and in my basement, behind a counter was Sweet Tooth, the evil clown from the game Twisted Metal. He told me what the Big Daddies were looking for, and I somehow needed to find it too. The Big Daddies didn’t like this, and started to attack me, which cause me to wake up.

2010-02-22

I was in what looked like a hardware store in Alaska. Aliens were in the store, as in Aliens from the movie Alien, and were slaughtering people. Predators were there as well, but were watching only, as if to see the Aliens hunting patterns. Me, and a few other managed to get out the front door alive, and we were discussing the possibility of walking across the Tundra to the next settlement when I woke up.

2010-02-28

I was on a bus with a group of people, about to go on a tour of the UOIT. The bus got lost, and everyone was forced to walk. I ended up skipping the tour, and going to Georgian College where my brother was. I was wandering around the campus for a while, with nobody around. It turned out that everyone was at this massive party. I went to the party, looking for my brother, ad it turns out that he was the Digimon; Fridgemon, and was partying.

My second dream was of a man and women, fighting off some creature man. The man was very tall, with fingers that could extend themselves on one hand. They defeated him with some kind of magic, but he immediately re-appeared and started laughing. In a horribly raspy voice, he gave the woman a choice. What he said exactly was; “I give you a choice, either witness the death of your husband, or the death of all your children” After he disappeared, I woke up.

2010-03-05

A man was trying to blackmail me for something that I had no idea what it was. He showed me a video, and after a minute, I realized that it was the video from the movie The Ring. I woke up in my dream, and the man was beside my bed. He seemed relieved that I was awake, but asked very seriously if I had drunk the well water. I didn’t answer, but he continued to ask the same question over and over again.

2010-01-22

This is the very first entry in my dream journal, and consequently, the dream that has caused me to start keeping a dream journal. At my cottage, I was with two people whom I have never seen before, one male, and one female. We were boating, and came across some sort of weird plant. The girl grabbed that plant from the water, and we went back to shore. We were sunbathing near the rocks until sunset. As the sun went down, they both decided to eat the plant, because all of us knew that these plants were somehow very special. Just as the full moon rose, I grabbed a small leaf and ate it. Both of them immediately disappeared and I felt my body somehow changing. Something in my mind told me to use my mind to manipulate the water. I could use my mind and shift the water, bringing balls out of the lake and changing it as I willed. Even after I had woken up, I could remember the feel of my muscles tensing, as I will a ball of water to rise from the surface. I spent hours trying to move different liquid, but only water could I fully control. This was one of the most vivid dreams I have ever had.

Its interesting looking back on these earlier ones, my style and clarity sure have changed.

2010-02-03

I was standing in what looked like an old washroom that you might see in a subway station. It was completely dark except for the light shining on the man and the mirror he was looking in. I could see his face over his shoulder, and it looked as normal as any other person, if maybe slightly dirty. In the mirror, he looks right at me and smiles. His face begins to contort and change, like something you might see if someone used Adobe After Effects. The face changes into something that I can only describe as being, “not human”. Despite the changes, I can still see the creature has a disturbing smile on his face. He slowly begins to turn his head and I am jolted out of my sleep. I’ve had this dream about 3 times before, all exactly the same.

Also, oh god do i have to skip a lot of these bwhahahahaha!

2010-02-08

I had the same dream that I had last week. I was somehow in the subway station bathroom watching the man look in the mirror. I can never remember exactly what it is that he does, but his face begins to change, and I am scared awake.

2010-02-09

I was in an unknown house, looking through pictures on a computer. All of the pictures were totally normal, except for one. The one was of a house, and some guy standing in the picture. Over his shoulder, in the window of the house, I could see the little boy from the movie, The Grudge. The little boy seemed to peer out of the picture and right through me. I could swear I heard the sound coming from behind me, but I was so frightened, that I woke up.

06.11.2012

Almost Late for Class (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have a schedule in my hand, but it takes me a few times to even read it properly. It seems I was just headed out to go to my next class, and from what I read, I had to go to a different section where I needed my bicycle to get there early.

It feels like I'm driving a car, but I'm still riding the bicycle. When I reach an intersection, I have a hard time trying to decide if I should take the late to go left, or take the lane that allows me to go forward or left.

There was some girl riding a bicycle too in front of me, and she's riding it a little bit slower than I am, which irritates me because I'm trying to rush to the next class. She's wearing a Tye-dye shirt with a mix of turquoise and light green, a female's sports shorts, and your basic running shoes I guess.

I think someone, probably her friend, is telling her that someone behind her is waiting for her to make a choice, and she turns to the right to talk to her friend, probably to see who's behind her with her peripheral vision as well.

But by the time she moves over, I'm already ahead of her someone, guess I was too impatient with her. Anyway, I put my bicycle somewhere, but I don't think I locked it because it all felt so rushed.

I examine the inside of the building, and there are quite a few people in here. I look at my schedule, which I'm still have a little bit of a difficulty reading properly, but I believe the room I had to go to was "8o" or "80...." something like that.

I look around the section that has rooms related to the number "8," so I check quickly for the ones with "o" or "0," and I find the room that says "80" I believe. Then there's a slight dream shift where I'm not near that section anymore, and I'm asking a lady who is probably in her 50-60s if I'm in the right class.

She tells me yes, but she said I looked at my schedule wrong, and this class is the one I have to go to AFTER I've gone to the other one.

Sigh......


I forget if I even thanked her for telling me that, I was in such a rush, and now that I have to go BACK because the class I have to go to before this one was in the same building as the one before it.

I don't know how I reach there so quickly, but I get there somehow. I go inside the room, and there aren't a lot of people inside. There's maybe 2-3 lights on in the room, and 1-2 of them are dim a little faded.

The tile flooring is white, and I saw some reflection from the light on a few of them as well. I look around to find the teacher, but I'm seeing most people who look like my age.

But since it was maybe 7-10 people in the room, it didn't take that long to find the teacher. I look around a little more, and find 1 or 2 people are looking at me weird.

Maybe they were looking since we see each other often, or maybe something was wrong with my looks, I wasn't sure. I can't remember talking to the teacher though, it seemed that he/she wasn't even here, and that students were just finding their own seats and waiting.

As I head to find a seat of my own, I see one person having his arms over his head resting face-plant on the desk. Then as I'm sitting down, I realize I have no pants on.

It seems I'm only wearing a short black dress that is only long enough to cover my private parts, barely. So I had to cover them as I'm bending down, and I tried not to embarrass myself by shrugging off the fact that I only have a long black dress on.

And my hair was probably cut as well.

I guess I spent the rest of the dream waiting for the teacher like the other students, or maybe he/she was there already....not sure.

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06.11.2012

Facing Albert Wesker (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm playing Resident Evil 5, but I'm not sure if I'm the one actually pulling the trigger of various weapons, or the game controller.

I assume it's Resident Evil 4 because I see Chris Redfield and Sheva Alomar, and I'm controlling them as well. I wasn't cognizant of Sheva's presence until later on in the fight.

Albert Wesker seems to be after Chris, and both are inside a fairly dark house. There's a way out, but Wesker is walking so slow, just to make himself look scarier, that he's blocking the way out. After letting him get close to Chris, I press the buttons to dodge Wesker's attack. I get out of the area, and Wesker continues following me.

Now Chris is at some offshore military base, and then I realize there's an option for Sheva to "wait" or "follow" Chris. By now, I guess I'm just playing a video game in the dream. I move Chris to a dead-end so he can turn around and start shooting Wesker with a pistol.

Wesker takes a few hits, and he starts to get closer, and I make a dash past him, and the game prompts me to dodge his attacks again, which I do with ease. I go to the other side, turn around, and keep doing that a few times.

Then Wesker starts to form into something even more dangerous. He just looks weird, certain body parts more bulged out than others, but I keep shooting him, this time, with a Sniper Rifle.

It seems to work a few times, but after more shots, either I'm horrible at aiming, or he's immune to these types of gunshots.

I try to calm down and keep shooting, but now he transformed into something completely different. He turns into a 3 headed red dragon.

Wow.

One head looked like a horribly drawn cartoon dragon head, and the other two looked very realistic and 3D. I believe the cartoon head was in the middle or on the right (left looking from my view).

I really don't know what to do anymore except to keep shooting with whatever I have, and to make sure Sheva is getting damaged either, because if she's gone, game over for me too...at least that's the logic I believed in this dream.

This 3-headed red dragon is impervious to my weapon's bullets, and after a few seconds are trying to dodge it's attacks, along with making sure Sheva is okay as well, it starts to float.

But it's not that type of floating that leads to flying, it's floating like it's some kind of jet machine or something. I wonder why it needs to be floating, but it seems it's doing that so it can activate the turret contained in one of the heads.

Ummmmmm......


It starts shooting sporadically at us, and Sheva takes a few hits, and I could tell because through the HUD Screen, her health was a yellow, and I didn't have any First Aids to help her get healed to Green Level.

When everything seemed hopeless, someone comes to the left manages to inflict pain to the dragon with their weapon. Chris' face was looking at the ground crouching a little, because I thought I would die since I can't find a way to kill this thing.

The same person who came in to save us was Jill Valentine. Her outfit was a mix of her wearing the cap from her B.S.A.A. outfit from the Spencer's State episode and the rest of her body was covered with the outfit she wore when she boards the Queen Zenobia.

The outfit on the right is the one she wore, and the cap is probably what she wore as well on the left, but I'm starting to believe she wore the blue beret instead.

I don't know how I was able to quickly tell it was Jill, but her presence makes the fight less difficulty. I believe another person came to help kill this dragon as well, but I couldn't see their visage.

All I remember is that they were clothed with a very bright red outfit, most likely a dress, so it had to be a female, or a cross-dresser, but I high doubt the latter was possible.

That's all I remember.

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06.11.2012

Staged False Killing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

At first, it didn't make sense, but after everything was being analyzed again, these people were very clever in staging a false murder.

I can't remember all the details, but most of the dream took place inside of a house. I guess it was a party or a hang-out of some kind, and after a while, a few people had to go already.

Now for a huge dream shift, because I can't remember why it feels like I'm watching a movie where they explain everything. Apparently, those same people who had to leave early, they were the same people who staged the false murder. They stained the pillow from a bed with some red substance to imitate the look of blood, and did all sorts of clever things.

That's all I remember.

Just woke up because this dream was sort of like a nightmare, other "nightmares" are usually solved with my own intuition (hero d but this one got me by surprise... sorry for my bad recall, and horrible english upon waking up G:

I am with my mom (no setting just, there. Possible on carpet) and two extremely small bugs, about the size of a pebble, a white one and a red one. At sight, the bugs were kind of creepy and I wanted to smash them, something led me to not and I think my mother showed me how the can be friendly by having one crawl in her hand. So I want the red one, to play with, it crawls up my hand and it tickles, I just observe it running around in my hand, it eventually jumps down by itself and I make my hand look aggressive, like another animal, and the red insect pulls out fangs in its mouth. I really didn't want it to bite me so I stopped, and it eventually didn't want to play with me. So I go for the white insect and I play with it, but for an even longer time, and I come to like the white insect. After a while I stand up, suddenly I am in the backseat of a car in the middle to my left and right are my niece and nephew, and in front is my mom driving and my other niece in the passenger. I stumble over to my right because the red insect surprisingly jumps on my hand and I accidentally smash the white one and it makes the most horrible miniscule smashing sound ever. I am in a bit of shock, I had just made a friend and I killed it,the red one vanishes away from my focus by the sound of someone yelling, "Open the door!!". I look up to my right and see a house, the car was right next to it. We apparently had crashed and I look behind me to see the dark sky and a giant tornado. I look forward to try to open the right door, but I couldn't either because the door was up against the house wall, or maybe I was just weak from something. This next part is hard to describe, but its as if my view begins distorting by fading to black for a second then normal, and it repeats. I don't know what was happening to the car, I think it was being sucked down in a hole further down nearby, but I was really confused. At this point the only thing I really wanted was to open the door and get in the house, but I couldn't, I wake up with the need to go inside the house.

Maybe the insect colors were significant? and the natural disaster? Although it may not seem like it so some people, to me it was a nightmare.

Unless Everyone just starts dying, I don't think it'll get worse from here. Ended up having to fight off someone close to me literally, cat got hurt so I had to take her to the vet, from which we are now trying to deal with a 1000+ bill for..... and then after all that... I discovered someone very very dear to me had passed on.

The dreams have been fleeting, specially with staying up to feed n take care of our second kitten.... like the first its made sleeping at night not really doable for someone like me.

After the fight..... that night I had dreams of someone else, my step dad, slamming me into stuff in his bedroom in the dark, like.... a printer, computer desk.... I just remember yelling out to my mom to stop him before I start fighting back. Then that dream went to one of my actual dad, and I was in a vehicle with him arguing.

Only other dream I can recall having right now was one from last night where my bf's mom came in and asked him to fill out some paper work and he just shook his head and said "nope, don't really feel up to". Which just reminds me of how he was telling me how annoying it is when she or her family, or some friends of his always ask him to fill out disability or unemployment forms for them..... not really any kind of significant dream.... but thats pretty much it.

Been doing multiple reality checks a day now, I've a reason to go into the lucid stage now more than ever. Didn't get to say goodbye to him, never thought I'd have to, someone so nice, considerate.... giving. Regret not telling him sooner my feelings, by the time i found out he felt the same it was to late. On one hand due to the butterfly effect things could have been different, at the same time, if i'd been with him and they were the same..... I cannot imagine how I'd not follow him. So I am here, and he may or may not be somewhere I hope I can visit. Dream character or not, anything for one more memory.

Will let you all know how that goes.

In my nightmare episode last night I was supposedly a dead person in the dream world.

It first started out where I had a aquarium tank that filled up the size of half a family living room in my house. I felt kind of odd looking at the fish in the tank, something felt 'fishy' almost like the whole reason I was ever looking at the tank was for that reason, So I could suspect my surrounding and really notice what was happening.

Something big happened to where the fish tank exploded and reality within the dream started to intertwine with other realities. I knew this was happening because everything seemed to be normal but then items in the room started to float/change/explode

I was then sitting in a backyard that I did not recognize as my own and it did not seem familiar either. The grass in the back yard was thick, dark and green, tangled, and tall. I was sitting in the back yard with other people. Then I really started to realize my surroundings. The weather was dark and gloomy, like during the day when it is going to rain. I then started to ask myself "where am I?" The people with me where ghosts/spirit and told me I was on the otherside "What is this place, who are you" I also asked but they didn't really answer. That is when I decided to jump this old brown picket fence that way taller than out into the front yard. When I did this something that looked like the gravelings from the tv series Dead like me jumped onto me and started to suck life out of me, even tough it seemed like I was dead already.

Non-Lucid part:
I'm a professional football player and I'm in a street near from the place where the players of my team stay. I'm walking and speaking with two of them. A helicopter passes over us and we start to smile to the camera. I say something funny and we laugh.
The dream scene changes and and playing soccer in a hall with a lot of DC's and one guy from a tv show that I like, he is known as "Bolinha" and he is wearing a jacker exactly like one that I have.
I make some wrong passes and lose some opportunities of making goals and Bolinha starts to complain to me. He continues to complain and do that for a lot of time. I get very angry and think "I know that I'm dreaming, I'm gonna punch Bolinhas' face right now".
I become lucid but the dreams starts to fade very fast. I wake up completely still and remember "my technique" of imagining my dream body moving in the first scenario that comes to my head, it works once again

Lucid Part:I "wake up" in "my bedroom" already looking to my brother's bed, but it's not there, there is a mat in its place. I'm always sure that I am dreaming, I decide to look at my hands and bingo. My right hand has about 15 fingers, like three little hands stuck in it. Now I'm sure that I am dreaming, I shout "Stabylize" and it works.
My room is on a strange house, the house is completely dark and my window is made of wood and is blocked by a wall.
I decid to pass trough the window, I can't do it at first, but I try again saying "pass trough" till I pass the half of my arms.
It was the only time that I felt so hard to pass trough a solid object.
I start to pass my head trough the window when it is half passed I start to fear the possibility of something coming from behing me. When my mouth gets covered by the window I feel like I can't say "pass trough" anymore and get stuck. I pull my right arm breaking the window and give up on passing trough it.
I decide to go to the other side, I start to fly fast and pass trough the other wall of my room, I see a window and finally get out from that house.
I'm flying over a soccer field that is near from my church in Catuji (Catuji is the city I used to live). Some kids are playing soccer there. For a while I think about taking their ball but I don't. I fly very fast now passing near from some eletricity wires. I see a big killer whale dead next to the field, its mouth is a little strange. I start to fly more erect to lose speed till I start just hovering in the air, then I wake up.

Dream Stats:
Went to sleep: 00:00am
Duration: ~20min (10 non-lucid / 10 lucid)
Woke up at: 8:30 am

Last night I had a strange dream.

I’ll start at the interesting part: I stepped through a portal into another world. I opened my eyes and saw that I was standing upon a shaggy hill, covered in a grey, dead grass. In the distance there was a hardpan desert, blowing with thin dust. Right before me, there was a creature, almost shaped like a man. He was skeleton-thin, with long limbs. His muscles hung like pockets of flesh from his bones, and his skin was loose and veiny. He face was hollowed, with a fleshy snout and hanging grey hair. His overall appearance was dull and colorless, such that he might blend right in with the desert behind. Despite his appearance, I was not afraid of him.

When I came through the portal, he looked up at me with empty sockets and said, slowly, “It’s only hard dust out here.”

We looked at each other, each obviously curious about the other. After a while, he spoke again, “Can I touch your face?”

It was a strange question, but I could tell he had never seen a being like me before and was curious. Taking his bony hand, I pressed it against my cheek.

“It’s firm,” He said, sounding suprised, “Can I touch your neck?”

Now I was getting a little creeped out. However, I didn’t want to offend this strange being, and so I started to take his hand to press it against my neck. As I did so, however, he stopped me.

“Let me touch it myself. I’m not going to hurt you.”

Hesitant, but still not wanting to offend, I consented and he touched my neck, putting a little more pressure than comfortable on the pulsing vein there.

Next he asked, “Can I touch your heart?”

I assumed he meant my chest, but now I felt scared. I tried to scramble back away from his outstretched hand, but my foot slipped on the dusty hillside. As I fell, his bony hand caught me in the stomach, pinning me to the ground with force. I could feel his skeletal finger digging into my belly button.

“Ooh!” He called out in delight, “There’s more here!”

At that moment, I knew that he intended to eat me to feed his skinny, malnourished body.

So I had my first dream after being a drug addict idiot for a few months. I decided to get my recall back up, and I had 6 vivid dreams in the same night, which I was very pleased with. However, I don't know about everyone else, but my DJ was broken and it deleted it, GRRR! can't be arsed to redo it.

Anyway, i've been at a lot of parties recently, therefore irregular sleeping patterns therefore no recall. However, yesterday I had a nap at around 12pm and woke up about 2pm. I had 4 nasty, nasty dreams. I'd been researching DMT and other psychadelic drugs for a while before, and the nightmares felt like what my acid trip was like. I don't really remember them, but I was pretty shaken and figured that all my dreams from now on would be like this. I later realized this was silly though. Thinking about it, the dreams aren't actually very scary - they just felt very real and horrified me at the time.

1) I was in a train station hallway at night time where corridors split off to different stops, like in the London Underground. I was intoxicated in some way. I had the effects of being drunk (e.g. moving vision, very wobbly) however I think I was on acid. Anyway, I didn't really know what I was doing and I think I was trying to get home, so I just walked through a hallway.

Suddenly, I was stumbling very extremely around a quiet village. It was morning now, probably about 9am, and the sky was cloudless. It was a beautiful day, but I was more intoxicated than ever. I was ever so confused - I had the feeling you get the morning after a party when you don't recall what happened, but much worse. I decided as soon as I was concious that I was near my secondary school, but I simply couldn't get my bearings right and I was incredibly confused and lost. Suddenly I saw a train station, which told me I was not near my secondary school as there is no train station nearby. I did not recognize where I was at all, which was extremely worrying. I stumbled over to the train station, which was very small and made of wood. I saw the train station sign, which informed me that I was in Kingsclere of all places!

2) I was sitting in the shade of a swimming pool area, where people were sun bathing in the gorgeous weather. I was with a dealer called Dee. We were fully clothed as we were in the shade. Strangely, the pool area was in place of where my town's bus station normally is We were going to make a move and go to a party - maybe a free party or a rave, I can't really remember. We eventually got up and walked past where the buses normally would park, down the back alley of Nandos, Pizza Express and some other restaurants. I was told we were going to a place called the Crackhead Steps to meet some people we knew, but instead of walking straight for a while like we normally would, we turned left into a strange industrial building that I'd never seen before. It was very shadey here. Here, some very dodgy people were congregating, for example Chucky.Mo. I think they were doing some sort of drug deal, and Dee was involved in this. I, however, was very intimidated and didn't want to get involved, so I stood awkwardly, absolutely terrified.

I think this was the same dream, but it was in a different location - maybe a pub? Anyway, I was looking at Dee again, and she was absolutely stunning (she's pretty ugly in reality ). She was still odd looking, but it was a sexy-odd. Her head was kind of mis-shapen and was wearing a green dress. She looked like an alien.

Mom, Dad and I stop by a small grocery store on the way home from nothing. The store is more like a bar than a store, but I guess you could say it is both. There are lots of people staring at us. Dad gets into an argument with the manager because the guy is being an asshole for no reason. Some of the people laugh at us, and I have an odd sense that something bad is about to happen. We walk out of the store, but Dad turns around and marches right back in. I follow after him with a rushing sensation. I strut in, see him yelling at the manager, and I immediately scream "STAY AWAY FROM HIM" at the bar-grocery people because I think they might attack him. My dream shout is strong, filled with a cold biting wind that scares off all the DCs. I am thrown off at how loud I sound but quickly become distracted by the dream again. Dad has picked a fight with the manager and goes into a back door. Once again I follow after him. The hallway beyond the door is dark, but I can see at the end of it my dad is lying unconscious in a room. There is an office to my left where I can see a lady clerk typing away at a computer. At this point I am filled with adrenaline which further clouds my already foggy thinking. I scream at her in rage, she turns around and is suddenly the manager with a snug expression on his face. Feeling like there is nothing I can do or that it might be a trap, I run away back into bar-grocery, again the people stare and laugh at me, but I am in a hurry and run out of the store. "They have Dad!" I frantically shout to Mom. She has a sad look on her face. She directs her attention to a car next to us with 2 children inside. Apparently the manager's wife went inside and left them. I know what she is thinking, that we take the car and children as collateral until we get Dad back. I hesitate for only a moment before yelling at her to "GET IN AND DRIVE." She reluctantly gets in and I run to a nearby store to hide behind a pillar so I can watch the manager come out and see his reaction. "This had better work!" I think.

Notes:
Dad has bad road rage and cannot stand when people either do their jobs improperly or show a lack of courtesy. The day before this dream he almost made someone crash into the back of his truck on purpose because they were tailing him far too close. I share in his pain at the idiocy of most people and how bad at driving they are or their lack of care for life and living or other peoples' lives, but I realize that most of the time nothing can be done and people are just crazy. He should have been a police officer, I tell him. This dream is obviously about my fear that his rage will lead to serious consequences. And perhaps it shows that in the worst situation I would be willing to step down and do something immoral and terrible to assure the safety of my own family. I'm not sure if that's honorable or not..

Missed Dream Signs:
-The combined bar-grocery store filled with far too many people.
-My voice sounded cold, harsh and so loud that I noticed it was abnormal in the dream.
-Instead of fighting the manager I ran away.
-My strategy of kidnapping his kids was pretty over dramatic.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I was going to type this up last night, but instead I went out >.>

I was at school, on the courtyard, with JoeyBelgier (again) and a girl. I didn't quite see who she was, or maybe I just didn't pay attention. So Joey was running around the courtyard...being himself. he was jumping on the tables and singing while running around. He seemed either excited or he had a lot of sugar that day . He then ran around towards the school building and we followed him. Me and the girl stopped and watched as he tried to climb up the wall. He jumped on the small wooden railing ad then leaped towards a clock placed outside on the wall. It was only about 2-3 meters high but it looked like a struggle. He grabbed the clocked but fell back down and smashed his back on the wooden railings. He was dead. A guy came over and asked what was going on, I said to him "He's...dead..." then a whole group of 15-20 people came rushing over. It was like a small stampede. I then walked off around the courtyard by myself. I was very shocked, upset and surprised by what I just witnessed. The way he fell was almost like the ragdoll physics on Skyrim. While I was walking around the courtyard, just round the corner from where Joey fell, I noticed that the whole place was empty and the building where Joey died was clear of people. Even Joey's body was gone. In the window next to the clock, there was a dog. My dog it seemed. I then had a sudden urge to feel that Joey was alive somehow. I went around the building and entered the hallway. When I got inside, I was naked. I then went into the room next to where Joey died and there were about 6 girls looking at me. I then sat on the floor but this time I was in just a pair of jeans. I soon told them what happened and they just laughed at me . I got up from the floor and walked back into the hallway. I headed nextdoor. This was the room with the dog in it, only it was no longer my dog, but a large black dog. It did not look very happy and then jumped up at me as I tried to stroke it. It bit me on the arm and I felt it cramp my wrist. It was not sharp but it was pretty tight. I then jumped away from it and ran out the room as fats as I could. By this point, I had forgotten about Joey's death and decided to go through the hallway and to the back exit of the school. Again, I was in my friends back garden. (for the third time this week) It was me, 3 old ladies and a couple of DC's who I did not recognise. In the center of the garden was 3 VERY odd cars, they all looked like stickmen and had stretched out wheels and about 3 or 4 wheels. They were like stickman tricycles. We all then got in these weird car bycycles and started driving them around. I could not control the one I was on and instead just circled on my left wheel. Soon I got up form the seat and walked away from the old ladies. They seemed angry when I walked off, so I ran and the dream faded away.

Wow what a weird dream haha. I only just managed to recall all of this. The bit where Joey fell from the clock was VERY vivid, a fairly decent start to June I would say .

Haluan, my Hip Hop Team that I've abandoned due to exhaustion and working too much, had a competition, and I went to it instead of sitting it out--weird, as I don't know any of the dances. Classic on-stage-in-front-of-everyone-but-don't-know-the-dance, but I faked it.

The weird part is, we won.

Instead of me fearing that I'd mess up and lose, I feared that I'd get away with the fact that I put no effort into it. I feared people would respect me when they shouldn't.

I am at some event in a classy and giant mansion with dim lighting and lots of doors and staircases. It's like Hogwarts if there was nothing good about Hogwarts. I'm with my brother--still no idea why I'm there, but not questioning it. And various people I don't recognize filtering in and out of the rooms, all as if they're on their way somewhere special.

I'm nervous about going to the event because I'll have to socialize (which is, in real life, not really a weakness of mine), even though I know I should be at this event. However I'd been holding my cat and was putting him down in a fairly people-less corridor, because that's where the cats were. I guess it was the cat room where they were allowed to hang out during the event.

I fast-forward through the event, which I never really went to, just dawdled around for a while I guess, and suddenly it's time to leave and I have to get my cat. I haven't REALLY left the room, but I can't find her. In my dream, it was a boy cat...which is weird, because Pounce is definitely a girl and I've never forgotten that.

I kept seeing other cats and thinking "OH THANK GOD, that must be mine" (does that make me a cat racist?) and then picking it up without really checking and just HOPING I could get away with this working out, fearing that I'd be wrong. But then I'd look and of course it wouldn't be mine. I just kept picking up cats and not having it be mine and it felt awful. I'd fucked up by leaving him(her) there, even though it was "the cat room". I never found out what the event was.