nightmare

Hard to describe, but the other night (I'm posting this a day late because I worked a 20 hour weekend and still trying to catch up) I dreamt that I was outside someplace, and this creepy guy moved past me very quickly, then turned and looked at me with this mischievous, yet victorious expression. He said, "You probably didn't feel it, but I just took this razor blade, and cut your urethra. Just a tiny slice around the perimeter of the opening." He was right, I felt no pain whatsoever, but whenever I went to the bathroom and wiped, there would be little traces of blood, as well as spots of blood in my underwear. I remember having to explain to Danny what happened, because the blood was worrying him.

So my dream starts off at Walmart (Thing about my dreams is that i have many "Dream Locations" When I'm at Walmart in my dreams it's always the same over sized Walmart) Anyway, everything is normal until this evil dude come's from nowhere with a black sword. I here a voice and it's generic like and says "You must take the sword. You are the chosen one." In front of me is a golden silver sword stuck in the ground. The sword is between me and the evil dude( He is about 17 and wearing all black. He has black hair and brown eyes) I run at the sword and everything goes into slow motion. I grab the sword and pull it from the ground. The second i pulled it from the ground i saw a smile cross the guys face and I knew I had made a mistake. He then swung out with his sword in a sweeping motion. This created a wave that knocked me back and threw me into the shelves behind me, but it didn't stop there. The one slash cut into the ground and roof destroying any thing in it's path. It brought up a giant wave of smoke and debris. I couldn't see anything but i could feel the earth quaking under my feet. Then all the smoke cleared and i did a 360 but the guy couldn't be found anywhere. I stand up and apparently am uninjured. Then I notice i crowd is forming around me and they do not look happy. I then realize I'm standing right smack where all the damage begins and...I'm still hold the sword. I begin to see why all the people are giving me bad looks. I start to try and explain but no one will here me and next thing i know i'm in court

The court is basically The People Vs Me and i lose. the judge lets me of easy for some reason and i get house arrest until "He sees fit" I go home which is just like my house only the furniture is different and my room is weird( Of course i don't think so until i wake up) I have a huge bathroom all too myself and i have a roommate and apparently I'm rich and half a lot of stuff. The scene reminds me of something out of a Miyazaki movie. The room looks bright and happy with bright colored clothes everywhere( My roommate is a designer or something) Me bed is round and has lots of quilts on it and is surrounded buy wall dividers. It looks quite cozy. Anyway my parents are pissed and they don't believe me about not destroying Walmart. They, along with my roommate, go some where and I end up alone in the house i cannot leave. I'm not even allowed to go in the yard.

So I'm siting in my room and looking out the window. I see this gigantic hole or cave in the ground. on the inside walls of the hole are thousands of smaller holes. Inside each of the smaller holes are bird nests. The birds are all different shapes, sizes and colors. There are even rainbow colored ones. The whole time I'm thinking " I remember that being there" But at the same time I'm so entranced but how beautiful they are to care. Then I see these big trucks pull up and guys come out and start spraying this purple smoke into the hole. Al the birds start freaking out and i think they are killing them. I can't sit there and watch this so even though I'm not allowed to I jump up and run outside. I yell at them to stop and they give my funny looks and explain they are only trying to get the birds out because the hole is going to collapse. Feeling stupid I head back inside. I get to the back door and see that right beside it is a large aquarium. In this tank is strange looking frogs and turtles of odd color. I was thinking out loud and said "How weird.." One of the turtle turned to me and replied "HOW RUDE!" I was like I turned to go the other way forgetting i was trying to go back inside and saw this black car pull up. Some how I knew whoever was inside was here because I had left the house. I step for and start to say it was all a misunderstanding but stop mid-sentence when I see that the man getting out of the car is none-other than Sylar (From the show Heroes).

First if you don't know who Sylar is then go watch Heroes, He is my favorite bad guy other than Freddy Krueger ( I'm not including Anime villains ) until then the small explanation is he has super powers and he kills people
Second I completely froze when i saw him but only for a moment then turned and rad inside utterly scared for my life. I slam the door behind me and run and hide in the bathroom and lock the door. There is a little slit in the door that you can slide open and see out side for some unknown reason. I look through and watch as my back door flys off it's hinges and hit the wall. The only though that runs through my mind at this point is "shit shit shit Shit Shit SHIT SHIT SHIT" Then he turns and looks straight at the bathroom door and i slam the slit door I'm looking through shut and back way too fast tripping and falling to the ground. The door to the bathroom moves but won't open because it's locked then the door is busted in half. I watch in shock and Sylar enters the room. Then I jump up and run for the window hope to escape but Sylar is to fast and grabs the back of my shirt and throws me to the ground HARD. This knocks the breath out of me and a struggle to get to my feet but he kicks me back down. Using his ability to move things with his mind he flips me and makes it were i can't move and smiles saying "I would say any last words but you don't get any...goodbye" He raises his hand in the oh to familiar motion about to finish me off ( In the show he slices the tops of people heads off with his power by pointing and making a slicing motion) I slam my eyes shut.

That were I wake up...guess i died.

03.30.2012

Oneironaut Zero or Blade Home Invasion?? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Oneironaut zero or Blade Home Invasion?

The person looked a lot like O, but it could've just been my mind associating something related to him, Blade, or even Morpheus.

Before this dream, I was listening to the Cowboy Bebop Ending Song. It's been so long since I've listened to it, it really makes me depressed, but the music (especially the full version) is so enticing to me. I guess seeing the images pan over after the other makes me think a lot about how fragile your life can really be, but that's just me, it's hard to explain.

Just the music and the pictures really makes you feel like you're trapped doing all of these things in life, the basic things, the things that make you vulnerable....

I don't want to think too much about why I met Spike for a few seconds in a dream I had last night, but the fact that there could be symbolism like a fading star representing someone's death, which is what was apparent at the last episode before showing a picture of Spike at the end of the series, the choir, etc., things that made it look like he was going to die.

And the quote he says before going to the Red Dragon's lair (an organization) to kill Vicious

"I'm not going there to die. I'm going to find out if I'm really alive."

And when the Wikia talked about how he lives like he's in a "dream-state"

Spike's attitude of living in a "dream-like" existence is displayed by his careless behavior and his nonchalant attitude towards dangerous or outright fatal situations....

He also is shown to enjoy sleeping, and that may tie into his mantra of 'living a dream.'

I wonder why Spike appeared in my dream, and then flashed away, like a fading star dying....


I'm talking to my father about something, and then he tells me that he thinks that I'm annoying for some reason. Something along with how I'm some kind of distraction.

After a while, I could tell he was just in rage over something else, and was just saying that to me because he was in the heat of the moment, but after he calmed down a bit, he tried to apologize to me indirectly again by trying to be nice to me.

He asked me,

"Can I play this game called Runescape?"

I respond, "No."

Then he wants to play The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess, and at first I wanted to say "No" to that as well, but I just didn't really care what he did at this point, seeing as he's making himself pathetic trying to apologize to me without using direct words.

He disappears, which doesn't bother me at all, the dream was set for afternoon, maybe around 4-5PM where it's still bright outside.

I go near the entertainment center of the house (the cabinet center is what I'm talking about), and I see that there's some weird looking Nintendo console in front of me.

I fiddle around with other things surrounding it, like seeing Zelda collectables. I was pondering if my father was buying this for me to try and suck up to me for being mad at me, but I let the possibility fade away really quick.

Surprisingly, the vividness of this dream was amazing, seeing how I slept around 3-3.5 hours. I did not do a reality check inside the house unfortunately, perfect chance for me to be lucid, since I'm at my apartment in waking like.

I open the container that looked like some part of a DVD player eject out a Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess Wii Disc. It was exactly like the CD (almost), with the gold-ish tint, and the picture of Link holding a sword to where he has it angled towards the ground instead of upwards.

(Just imagine the image of link on the right being on the CD with a gold-ish color)

I put back the CD to get something to eat, and it seems I take a quick bite out of something that was probably Fish Cakes.

It tasted like red salmon, and then I realize I didn't heat it up, because it tasted weird when it was cold. Then I forget to do that altogether since I look outside because the backyard door is opened.

At first, I see some random DCs, I'm presuming are neighbors, walking their way to their homes as well. For some odd reason, I imagined things like,

"What if a tiger randomly popped in from the backyard?" (that was probably and association where I was watching the AVG tiger toothpick commercial on YouTube....check it out )

I let the thought fade away, and then for some reason, I immediately drop to the floor on purpose to land prone on the right side of my body extended out.

I get my right hand out, and aim for outside, and shadowed the form of a gun with it, and then said, "Bang!" as I imitated the recoil of shooting a gun.

(I know that motion I did just had to be my association with interpreting why Spike from Cowboy Bebop was in my dream yesterday).

I had a little fun pretending I'm shooting a gun for a while, almost feeling like a kid for a few seconds aiming my fingers and random points outside.

Eventually, seeing how I was alone in the house, I felt that I might as well close the door, since I didn't really feel like going outside.

I get back up, quickly dash to the side of the door that was opened and extended to the right.

For those few seconds, just those few seconds of the quick dash, I see someone trying to come into the house through the SAME door.

I barely saw their visage to the right of the door window, and saw that they were wearing shades. The person had a dark skin tone, he was Black.

He wore a gray, white, or silver vest, and it seems they were sleeveless because they were ripped out. The guy had muscular arms from what I saw in the few seconds of looking at him. He wore short pants, maybe blue or Khaki, not too sure on that.

I almost had the feeling where I'm questioning if this person is Oneironaut Zero, or Blade, but the feelings started to fade because my main mood was to wonder what the heck am I going to do to defend myself.

I also think I was in denial in it possibly being O or Blade because of how they tried to enter the house by crouching down instead of just coming in casually.

To describe this mood of mine, imagine having no guns, and knowing that the person trying to come in could be armed, so now you feel so weak because of this, so you try to find anything sharp, and hope that wherever you hide wouldn't be the obvious choice for the invader to investigate.

Basically, just making anything that's metal and sharp into a potential murder weapon.

The person couldn't see me because there is a small transparent gray cloth I believe hanging over the window of the door.

I slammed the door immediately, locked the two silver locks, take one more quick glance at who was outside the backyard.

The person looks pretty serious, and I assume it's just someone trying invade the house silently, and I still think he thought the door just slammed shut because of the wind or something.

He tries to fiddle around with the lock from the outside, and I take this time to turn around immediately, and since I'm in the kitchen, I immediately gear my attention to the knives.

They were conveniently placed 1-2 feet away from me.

(Another reality check I could've done because I knew in waking life, those knives where set a little bit further from the backyard door, but I guess I wasn't serious about awareness of the environment I'm in, despite me looking around seeing weird things happening).

I quickly grabbed one knife out of fear, and then decided to get another. With one knife in each hand, I felt a little safer. I started to think about how I would kill the DC that was trying to lock-pick the door and invade the house.

I decided that I should hide behind the pantry, but that would be stupid, because I was worried that the person would check that first because it was the first thing you could see on your left if you come through the door leading to the backyard.

I believe I even thought of what would happened if I hid behind the pantry door as well, but at the same time, I felt I was already in the pantry door.

I was so afraid, despite having two weapons in my hands, and I think I hear the door slightly open.

I wake up, but my eyes did not open, I could've went into a DEILD and tried to see what happened, but in all honestly, I was afraid because I swore that person looked like Oneironaut Zero or Blade.

And I opened my eyes, but they wanted to close back, so I opened it again.

Did that just really happen? I do a RC to make sure it wasn't a FA when I woke up from it.

And I could've used that fear to try out the Flying Thunder God Technique if I was lucid and was actually trying to be strategic....seeing as this would be a situation where close quarters combat is almost inevitable.

And if I mastered the technique out of fear, the moment the person blinked their eyes to see I'm hidden in the pantry or whatever, it would already be too late because I would be right behind them.

Too bad I didn't use my brain for once....

EDIT

Dream 2: Okay Father....

I don't want to recall the details here, but basically, I was in a car I believe with my father and mother, that's weird.....still didn't do a reality check for that...

I was listening to their ignorance, and it really made me pissed, I insulted my mother, and then my father tells me to apologize to her and calm down.

"Okay father....." in my attempt to be chilled, still wanting to release rage to the both of them.


Dream 3: Ping pong balls..

I can't remember much about this one, except that I was playing tennis with ping pongs that eradicated when you slammed them hard enough. They burst like water balloons.

Dream 4: Adult stuff...

Nothing special, just looking at some adult scenes that I never seen before on my Zune HD.

Me and that kid from Terminator 2 (Edward Furlong), although grown up now, were in the basement of a large underground house, trying to get out. There was talk of zombies, or the dead, or something along those lines. We began bumping into other people, also trying to get out. Fortunately, one of the windows let in a sliver of sunlight, so me and Ed looked out that window. What we saw is difficult to describe: we could see out of it, but it was hard to see the sky. The house seemed to be surrounded by an orb of thick, translucent goo. It was blueish, as if it was reflecting/refracting/whatever the blue sky and some sunlight. Orbiting near the inside edge of the goo orb were hundreds of dead bodies. They had escaped the house but couldn't escape the goo. Suddenly the window broke, and the basement began filling up with the goo. It poured through the broken window, immediately knocking poor Ed down. I just stood where I was, resigned to the notion that I was about to drown, and join the circling party of death-by-goo. The room filled up quickly, and it made everything look cold and blue. I held my breath, and looked to my right. There was an overweight guy, that I remember was also a kind person, looking resigned to death as well. I reached out my hand to his and he grabbed it; I remember thinking, that at least before I died, I wanted some kind of caring, intimate contact. Very sad moment. Then a weird thing happened: I suddenly became aware that I could breathe. No sooner had I become aware of that fact, I heard a director yell, "CUT!! That's a wrap folks!" and the room was instantly drained of the goo. I looked around for a second like "What the HE-" and I woke up.

Trippyyyyyy

We are in a house that could be a hybrid between where I live and the Twilight-vampire-mansion. Bright white walls, windows and corridors with smaller rooms.
Maria having a party, entering a singing contest.
I wish her luck, and hope for the best.
She is making new and other friends, and I accept that, I am glad for her.
But I have the feeling that something will go wrong soon.
And suddenly I am moved to third person view watching a kid in front of the small crowd's skin suddenly rip apart in the middle of his face, neck and stomach. I think he is me.(I'm a girl btw.) I can see the red flesh at the edges of his skin, but there is no blood or screams, no agonizing pain.
Out of where his guts (in reality..) would have splatted out, rises a giants head. And now I am the giant, as the boy has changed into it like a butterfly growing from it's cocoon.
Everybody is watching me, I am a little surprised and feel like the situation had just taken a turn of the worse. I roughly slide out of the room and hurries to a window. I now know that I know that something bad is coming. And am I right!
In the shadows of the forest outside the dark window I can see a dark creature keeping watch over the house. When I understand it's form, my heart jumps. The familiar T-Rex, from my first brief lucid as a kid, is out there, hunting me. I see it disappear among bushes, before I run over to a window on the upper side of the house. At the left sits my father. I make sure to keep close watched over the forest outside, and any suspicious shadows there might be, as I discuss the dinosaur with him. During this tense conversation I can't recall, I somehow understand that it is my job as a giant to defend the house and the people that are inside. I must meet the dinosaur at it's arrival and hold him back with all my fight.
Most of all I had wanted to hide in the corner of a locked room.
I again spot a darker shadow in contrast to the trees, and know that the dinosaur is coming closer.The dinosaur is coming for me. It's coming for the glass of the window.
I run to another room nearby, and know that the dinosaur had already leaped trough a now shattered window. I hear steps and feel it's presence like an unavoidable truth.
I hear loud cracking noise as the T-Rex heads in the door separating us and get's trough. First, it is just his giant head in a hole of the door, with green shells and sharp teeth. Then it is his full-sized ancient body, as the once most infamous predator of the earth he were, standing before me. It is almost as looking into a gun pointed at your head, only this time it is highly aggressive and a little bit taller and larger than the average giant.
We threw ourselves at each other, wrestling, but it didn't last for long though.
I had something he wanted to get; a glove. And the rest of the dream circled around me; The giant, watching a fighting and how-to-use-your-magic-glove instruction video together with another person, knowing the dinosaur could break trough the doors any minute.

So I was in the library with L. again, which means this could be a possible dream sign except that I don't think I have ever been in the library with L. yet..
Before we went down the stairs "terroristic" buillies came over to us and made us sit in a corner, trapped. We didn't know what to do, but eventually we talked ourselves out of it I think. I don't know what they wanted, except bully, which frankly, a lot of bullies appear to long for. It might have been something about not borrowing the book I had found and now held in my hand. We were sitting at some benches. They slouched down the stairs with hunched shoulders, and we followed after making sure we were not in the danger-some.
The stair had business like blue, dimmed transparent "fences", and the stairs themselves were grey.
When we got down I was about to deliver my book. I felt jumpy and hurried. I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, without bringing attention to myself. The floor was grey, the walls white and the room dark, so I should'a known better than to feel "safe" so soon. If safe means not in a potentially life threatening circumstances..
The disc had a woman librarian behind it from Real Life. The disc in the middle of the room was also from the library in town, oak brown with a black plate on top in a curved form went towards the entrance. The entrance was a fancy double glass-door. It had kind of a "light" atmosphere. I was soon getting out of there and starting to feel more confident.
Before I talked to librarian I glimpsed a TV hanging on the wall next to the left door. The librarian, and now my friends A. and M., was also watching. My companions, subtract the librarian, didn't pay as much attention to it as I did. It was a news report.
On the screen there was a young dark male in a dark green bobble-vest. He was running, plowing trough the impulsive and officious reporters. He pushed away a black camera in pointed towards him, and a voice came on. It was the anchor on the channel, talking about "Idealistic terrorists on the loose. They are teenagers and are very idealistic".. or something. O, jeez z__z .. I think the news in my dream might have been a clip from a RL memory from the riots in London on the news channel.
"Oh my." the librarian mumbled.
I looked at her, and the book in my hand was just seconds away from being handed over when the teenagers bursts through the glass in the doors. Although there wasn't any shattering or scrapes on their faces as the group gathered in the room staring determined on us. I barely had the change to act at all before they pointed their millitary guns at us and shouting us to leave the room and enter the little door on another wall of the room.
"They want to isolate you!" I heard the librarian gasp terrified before we were all ripped away from her and enclosed in a small, green-walled room. I knew that this must be some sort of experiment. My friends knew no escape, but I had the escape in my mind.
They sat hopeless at the end of the rectangular room when I showed them how we could climb out somehow and jump over a fence with a hedge. A. did it nicely, but M. needed a little instruction. But we made it out and that's the important part.

The other night I dreamed that there was a ghost living under my son's bed. It was trying to take him. There was this paranormal vortex under the bed that the ghost was trying to pull him through. I don't know what was causing it to fail. All I remember was that my mom was the only one who could see the actual ghost. She said that at night, she could see these wispy, smoke-like hands coming out from under the bed, grasping my son's ankles and throat. Nothing happened, as if the ghost's appendages lacked the corporeal matter to do any harm. At any rate, I wanted to see this for myself. So I took a picture with my digital camera the next time my mom saw the ghost. Sure enough, you could see the hands grabbing at my son. I was so scared, but I remember having this feeling of anger and bravery overwhelming me. I ran to my son's bed and beat at the air surrounding it, until I could feel a swift breeze sweeping under the bed as fast as it could go. I crawled under the bed, screaming at the creature, and sweeping my hands over the floor. I could feel a strong suction, like there was a passage to another dimension under the bed. Then I woke up.

Creepy.

This was a really long and interesting night for me. I went to bed late and quite tired, so I couldn't think of anything related to lucid dreaming, which just made me fall asleep. I only remember now short fragments of my dreams:

1. Me staying in my classroom. About half of my class was there, along with a brother of an old friend of mine and an old classmate of mine, both of which weren't supposed to be there. The desks were arranged in a weird manner and they seemed to have round edges (while in reality they are just rectangular benches). A classmate of mine was sitting in my seat and he told me that about half the class wanted to go on a specific trip, but I knew that was untrue because most of them felt forced to go, being afraid of the teachers.

2. I was walking with my girlfriend, and we were going towards some sort of family party (with my family). As we were almost there, my phone rang, and it was my girlfriend. It felt really strange that she was right next to me, and I was also talking on the phone with her (the person near me wasn't actually talking on the phone, so basically I was interacting with some clones or something), and I was wondering whether she was jealous because I talked to this clone of hers at the same time.
When we got there I saw an older person whom I don't know that was really drunk and he said he was just "enjoying the moment while it lasted". I felt quite embarassed.

3. The next thing I know I was in some sort of ghetto-ish area. It was very dimly lit, quite dirty, and there was really no one around. It slightly resembled something you can see in a Fallout game. I realised that something was wrong,and that I had no idea how I gotten there, so I told myself I must have been dreaming. I looked at my arm and two of my fingers were flashing (appearing and disappearing). I realised it was a dream, and I knew that the first thing I had to do was calm myself down and stabilize. Still, I had absolutely NO control on it, and my body started flying upwards. As I saw the whole area under me, the lights became really brighter and I woke up (in paralysis, seeing a skeleton sitting on top of me. More on this here.

After I got out of paralysis, I turned around in my bed and went to sleep again, hoping I would sleep quietly until morning.
The next thing I know, I'm somewhere in my town, close to a shopping mall and I spontaneously realise that I'm dreaming. I hold my nose and I can easily breathe through it, and once again I know that I HAVE to stabilize and calm down, but my body instantly starts flying upwards. The lights get too bright, I blink repeatedly in my dream and wake up (not paralyzed, this time).

This exact dream happens again two more times, each time in a different area of my town, and with a different RC in them. In my first one I somewhere in my neighbourhood, and I looked at my hand and saw 6 fingers, so I knew I was dreaming. Instantly, the same thing happened again, I flied upwards and woke up.

Then, for the third time, I get a very similar dream (in another part of town, close to a school). This time I see my fingers flashing again, I get lucid, start flying,and wake up.

I really hope I'll be able to control everything better from now on...

After a party, I grabbed Sam and we ran outside of the building. We found a very dark building, in which I assumed my little brother to be. He was an orphan. I don't know why, but he was. And I missed him.

We ran towards the dark building, and knocked on the door. No answer. We pushed the door and it was open. We walked through, just in time to see about 7 kids running through the hall. "Excuse me!" I yelled. "Hey!"
The kids turned around and looked at me. "Yea?" they answered.
"Have you seen Tom?"
They shook their heads.
"Oh, okay then," I said. "Would you happen to know if there is another foster home in this town?"
They nodded, and pointed me in the right direction.

"Okay, thanks." I said. We walked out through the doors, and crossed the street. There we found the other foster home.
As we walked in, I noticed this foster home looked much nicer. It kind of looked like a hospital inside.
I asked the lady at the front desk for Tom.
"She looked down the list. Can anyone please bring out Tom?" she yelled.
Tom walked down the stairs, guided by one of the women there.
He looked about 5 years younger, but the same height. We hugged him. "Come on." I said.

We walked out of the building into a small wooden shack. There were a ton of these around. Inside were two bunk beds, and nothing else. We put our stuff on the floor and decided to sleep.

We were "awakened" by a loud boom sound. I peeked out the door of the shack, and looking up, I saw a humongous baby. In fact, it was a robot.
It was super creepy, because the next thing that happened was it shouted, "Mommy!" In a demonized voice.

It was looking for its mommy.

I quickly woke up Tom and Sam, and I told them we had to move, quick. We grabbed our things and raced out of the shack, trying to avoid the stare of the gigantic robot baby. Too late. After it saw us running as fast as we could out of the town, It yelled "Mommy!" Again, only deeper and angrier. As it tried to walk, it fell, crying as it hit the ground with an ominous cracking sound that shook buildings around it. Looking back, I see the crushed shack we were in only a few moments ago.

At the end of the dream, I was looking out of the eyes of a baby. It was sitting on a bed, in a tall building, looking at the fallen robot below through a window. Shaking its rattle, this baby cried, "Mommy, no!" In an even deeper, more demonized voice than the robot's. It crawled up to the window, and smashed it with its rattle.

Every time i sleep since i been here i feel as if im not completely in control. things change that shouldnt. control isnt there anymore. i wake up in a panic not sure if reality is real.... its happened for the last 3 nights. im almost afraid to go to sleep, i hate the panic feeling. Help?!

I've only had one dream about zombies, although it was rather short and I ended up dying at the end.

So, I'm running through a building and there are zombies all outside and they're coming into the place. I run into a room and into a closet. I shut the doors and hope that they don't find me.... They came into the room and found me out rather quickly. One of them opened the closet door and came towards me and that's when I awoke. Creepy.

Just remembered a dream I had a really long time ago. I'm some kind of pilot and I'm landing my plane-ship on the surface of a moon. My partner is also landing his plane-ship beside mine. We get out and begin walking until we come up to a large crater. Looking down into it, we see trailer houses, and very large creatures roaming around the area. I get the feeling that this is far too dangerous and I tell my partner "let's get out of here." He doesn't want to leave, so I leave him behind as I run back to my plane-ship-like-thing.

I had a really scary FA, where I was really awake, and I could see things! I'm in a room that isnt my own (i didnt notice until later) this ghoulish figure was moaning and leaned over like a slouch. His eyes glowing slightly greenish yellow.. He kinda looked like my brother. Anyway the First time i noticed him i told him to go away, he did - then he'd keep coming back... I could barely say "go away" I managed to get my leg out of my bed to kick him. My foot hit the wall and i hurt my foot - that was when the dream was replaced by my real room..

Getting shivers just writing this! Was this some sort of hallucination?

I was at summer camp. I went to the girls' bathroom. A couple of my friends were there. I don't know who specifically but I know it was them. I went into a stall. I had a big bag with me. I put the toilet lid down and rummaged in it, I don't know what I was looking for. Then I heard gunshots. I opened the door and peaked out and there was a man and a woman, dressed in a suit and a cocktail dress respectively, and one of my friends was shooting at them. I don't know why she shot them but I knew she was right to do so even though the two people didn't seem dangerous.

The next thing I remember is that the police is there and before I come out of the stall, I have to force myself to cry. I don't know what we tell the cops but they let us go. Still, I feel weirdly shocked and relieved.

Then we're walking down the street and everything's covered in snow. We go into a garden but my friend is worried. I look at her and tell her: "Did you see my performance back there? I can sell anything."

That's it. I'm pretty sure this dream was mainly inspired by The Deer Hunter. I just watched it that day and the Russian Roulette part really got to me.

03.22.2012

Parking Lot, Principal, Auron Passes Out? (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Parking Lot

I'm outside, and it's night time, and I'm just going around, but it seems all I'm doing is looking at all of the vehicles in this fairly wide parking lot.

Dream 2: Principal

I'm laying still in my bed, with my eyes closed. I notice that lights are on, and I hear some random song playing in the background.

I asked myself, "Am I Dreaming?" I do a nose plug reality check, and I am. I'm still worried about opening my eyes to quickly, so instead of opening them, I slowly get up by first starting to lifting the top region of my body from the bed.

And then I slowly moved my legs to the left off from the bed and as I'm getting up completely, my eyes open naturally.

I'm in a completely different dream environment, I'm not in my apartment at all. It seems I was resting at a room in some type of school building.

The first person I see to the right of me is a lady sitting on a small sofa chair. She looks like a ginger, with some orange to red hair, and I can tell she's fairly shorter than me.

I'm smiling that I'm lucid dreaming for once, without caring if I'll wake up, and she's smiling too.

I try to form words to talk to her, but things are a little bit difficult for me because I find that when I do speak, it's like I'm speaking through a fan, basically, my voice is distorted, and so is the lady sitting down.

She looks like she is around her 30s or 40s, and she looks like a fairly cheerful person because she's smiling at me most of the time.

I get closer to her a bit, and I go to the right side from my perspective, which would be her left side. I look down, and I try to talk to her again, and the words are sounding less twisted.

I asked her who she was, and before she starts to speak, things are going a little bit slow at the time. So in my mind, I was thinking to myself some negative things that she could be saying to me, like "Just randomly try to kill to me or something!"

I don't know why, it's just that I expected something bad to happen, but then I thought, "Nahhh, she's not going to do that to me," because she's obviously happy to see that I'm here.

The last time I met a ginger, she tried to suck my energy, but I could tell she was a cheerful person, despite her needing my help by letting her suck my energy. This one was a bit more stable.

I believe she tells me that she's the Principal or something like that, maybe "User Principal," but that's just pushing it a bit too much on presumptions.

She's walking with me down the hall, and before I pay attention to her (I'm still walking with her, just thinking about something in the meantime), there are glass walls, and you can see what's outside and everything.

To my left is a mini-pathway with a lot of plants, almost like a mini-garden, but I didn't pay too much attention to it.

The principal DC was telling me some things, but I can't remember all that she said, I think I had another dream scene split for a few seconds where she said she had sex, all forms of it, but I'm not too sure on that, because I was expecting her to say that.

I see we're headed for a dark corner in the path we're heading to, but I didn't mind, I'm just focused on the ginger short lady beside me. I see two people outside the glass wall to my left, and it's a boy and a girl.

The girl has black hair, and the boy, I can't really make out a decent image from him, I didn't pay attention to both of them, just for a few seconds, and then found myself getting closer and closer to the darkness in the hall way.

Suddenly, I can't freaking breath. Shit is getting crazy, what the fuck is going on!!?!? My chest is being pressed as well.

I almost fall on my back, but my leg supports me in time, and my hand is near my heart, and I feel liquid coming from my chest to my mouth. (Now that I'm awake recalling this, it could've been spit building up from resting on my backside lol, and I was probably choking in my own spit).

I'm still wondering what the fuck is going on, and while I'm busy trying to breath, I look to my right and see the short lady there by my side still, I thought she was luring me to the darkness to fuck me over or something, but it seems she's supporting my back to make sure I don't collapse.

I think I turn around to the left to see the couple outside again, then back to the lady, and then I wake up.

It was another false awakening, but I slept it off to even care. I remember the alarm saying it was 6 AM or so.

Woke up seeing it was around 5 AM. God, that freaking dream, Kaomea, I swear, that better not have been a demon by my side trying to make me choke indirectly, but but....she was helping me not fall down though. Ugh...I don't know anymore...

Then again, it's easy for me to presume that it's just spit building up and me choking from it.

Dream 3: Auron Passes Out?

I'm riding my bike down a road hill near where I live. I decided to steer left to stop and think about something. I get a flashing news video clip that Auron was a college student who passed out, apparently he used a hammer or something like that.

I think he even made his own book, and is most likely selling it through the news promotion while admitting he lucid dreams.