nightmare

Melatonin, b6, tums, egg(choline)
I was next to this grungy mini market with two of these girls. I was holding this bag of cheese puffs and a red bull. In my head I even told myself, this is something a douchebag would eat when about to be killed. We were having fun and all and then we drove over to our black friends house which was a block over. I had the feeling that we were being haunted. Ocassionally I turned my head and I saw a silhouette of this little girl. In my dream I kept telling myself that I knew this is going to be scary but I didn't care. I knew later on we were running from something. The two girls I was with ended up as one, and the black girl was running out of her house with us. We were screaming, running. We ran across the road, it was raining with lightning outside. We were on a porch banging on the door of this girl. We begged her to let us in. The asian girl let us in and she died immediently. I had no idea what was going on. The ghost/monster thing was chasing everyone. It was a pretty full house, and I think that there was a party. We let them die just by knocking on their door. I ran to the back to see if I could hide, but I ended up in the Beast's dog house. I wanted to hide behind his giant dog bowl, but THEY walked in. There were two big dogs looking for food. I opened a can of Pedigree and placed it in one bowl, then another. I felt like they bonded with me.*
I woke up, not like out of the dream but in the dream I woke up next to that grungy mini market. This was sort of like Final Destination I just realized that those two girls were just slaughtered. One of the girls, the bad one just finished stealing some food from that market. I told her to put it back, stealing is bad and I was yelling at her because I was trying to see where we messed up to get murdured in the first place. I put on my backpack and was like fuck you guys, I'm leaving. I ran to the place with the asian girl. I saw that black girl there too and I handed her two slices of cheese?? I yelled at her, "When you get to your house, place both of these cheese infront of your door and DON'T LET THOSE TWO GIRLS IN YOUR HOUSE. WHATEVER YOU DO. PROMISE ME". And so she ran to her house and I also ran off to the next block. I looked back to make sure no one was following me. I went up the very steep hill. I got halfway through and I had to climb. I slid a bit but grabbed onto this patch of grass before I slid all the way down. I was climbing over this fence when this guy told me "hey, do you know about those hauntings?" and I said, I wish I could help you but if you stay out of the way you'll be safe. I climbed over and dodged my way through all these mailboxes and these bikers leaving. I saw the entrance and planned my escape, but saw that one Ron Weasley guy sitting next to me with a bunch of other guys looking at his arm. He was staring at me like he knew what I was doing. I looked back at the entrance and it was a two feet black tube that I had to crawl through. I began to crawl in but it was just way too tight and would take me forever to get to the other side. So I took my backpack off and removed the black tube so I had to get past horned shrubbery. I let my blue backpack and grabbed my bike, pulling it along as I crawled through the tough terrain. I got out and all I could see was steep cliffs and the ocean. I mounted my bike and rid as fast as I could. At one point I had to go up this tube with my bike, but I fell off the edge and into the water. I told myself NOPE I'M NOT DROWNING and bounced back up once I hit the water. *I saw these people on an island who were stuck yelling for help. I KNEW not to help them(yes I feel bad now) because it would be a relapse of everyone dying. So I kept jumping on my bike over and over, knowing not to go too far, because I can't swim. I went to the closest beach and saw a bunch of Samoans then dismounted off my bike really cool. I asked where I was and they told me the Pacific Islands.*
I was in school when I saw Voldemort. He was trying to get into the Chamber of Secrets or something. We all tried to prevent him. I saw him talking to this lady for a school map but I interrupted her and asked if Mr... Was a fat black guy or a fat white guy and she looked at me funny. Atleast I prevented him from continueing.*

Non-lucid, Possibly lucid?, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm trying to drive to a destination, and I go through an intersection and end up on a winding road that leads down the side of a mountain to a lake. I recheck my directions and realize that I was supposed to turn right at that last intersection. I start retracing my route and going back up the hill.

I'm at an outdoor amphitheater in Disney California Adventure. I'm way in the back of the amphitheater area, on some bleachers, watching a stage show. There is a bizarre structure on the horizon as you're looking at the stage; it looks like a pyramid with the points sticking out in a bunch of different directions, like what you would see if you put a normal pyramid in the center of a spherical structure with mirrors on all the inside surfaces. The show starts out with red fireworks that shoot out from the vicinity of this structure. The first round explodes in the sky above and to the right of the audience, the second arcs down to and explodes on the round, concrete slab of a second amphitheater behind and to the right of the audience, and the third explodes just above the audience's heads. I'm afraid that I'm going to catch on fire, but I don't.

On stage, there's some sort of announcement from a villainous character in the show that we need to prepare to be tortured. He also says that all the women should stay in the main viewing area, while all the men should move to the building at the back of the theater with the indoor concession and souvenir stands. They all do so. Then, large snakes appear throughout the viewing area. One is close enough to me to touch me with the end of its tail, which I know is poisonous [um, what?]. It's very long and all coiled around on top of itself. I visually pick out its head and tail from among the mass, and try to avoid them as I pick it up and attempt to toss it away from me. This doesn't work. It wraps itself around my waist and legs, binding me in place. I'm scared, but I resign myself to it when I realize that I can't get it off and that it's just a part of the show anyway.

After the show, which felt like it had lasted about 50 minutes, I make my way down to the stage. One of my college girlfriends is getting married here at Disney California Adventure. Several of the other girls from our group are bridesmaids, and they're all wearing long, grayish-white dresses with Disney vacation scenes on them. Two of them are pregnant, including EB. I'm here to attend the wedding, too, but I don't talk to any of them. When the wedding party starts taking pictures, I walk back to the concession and souvenir building at the back of the amphitheater.

My walk there takes me along a gently-curving grass path marked with steppingstones with the shapes of different Disney character heads on them. This path marks the edge of the amphitheater seating area. When I get into the concession and souvenir building, I talk to one of the men who was watching the show. He says the boys had their own torture: during the entire time the show was going on, they were all held in one area and none of them were allowed to pee. I tell him that the free T-shirts can be picked up at the Great American Icee stand, over there.

The dream I've been having fades to black [it may have been the one above, or a different one, I'm not quite sure]. When it does, I realize exactly what's going on, close my eyes, and think, When I open my eyes, I will be back in another dream. I open them, and I'm back at the same amphitheater, but the scenario is different.

[I'm not 100% sure I was lucid for this next part, though.] This time, there are a whole bunch of patriotic greeting cards in boxes at the back. Everyone there has been making them to send to the families of military members and people who died in the 9/11 attacks. Some people are still making them. I see that one lady in the back row has a plate full of lasagna, and take a bite with a fork. She tells me not to eat the lasagna, that it's for the people being honored.

Another show starts in the amphitheater. As it starts, people in front of me stand up, which forces me to stand up, too. I talk with the family to my left. They ask me about a “magic wand” that can be used to uncover secrets and extra content in the park. I point out one that a Cast Member down on a walkway that we can see from our seats is using. It looks a lot like a big, black metal detector, with a bunch of black tubes on top that form a Mickey head shape in the center. It detects sensors embedded in the ground and plays a sound when it finds them. The family climbs up onto the roof of the pagoda structure covering the back of the stands to get a better view of the stage, which is easy to do. I say, “Hey! That's rude!” but follow them up there anyway.

[Later, I had another dream in which I was definitely lucid, but I don't remember how it started or very many of the details. Here's what I do remember:]

I'm in an indoor environment, just walking around and admiring the scenery. I know none of this is real and acknowledge that fact in my mind, but I deeply appreciate how the scenery and the daylight illuminating it look completely real.

When I get to the top floor of the building I'm in, I attempt to fly through the ceiling, but it doesn't work. I just bump into the ceiling, which is completely solid to me. It's a stucco ceiling.

I'm flying around above a city, observing it from the air. Another female dream character [no one I know in real life] is flying with me. I take it slow, finding that I have full control over my speed and direction, but not wanting to do any more than relax and take it all in. I increase my altitude, and the other girl follows. We talk while flying. [I don't remember about what.]

10 Sep 2011

I was standing talking to the G Block group who were occupying our territory for some reason. They got angry and tried to stop me from leaving but my anger was so much that not only did I beat up M.T. who was trying to hold me is a sleeper hold, but I also stole a packet of pretzels and, having asserted my dominance, they let me keep it so I ate a few and then threw it back to them. On leaving the back fields I entered L Block from the Eastern end and became aware of something called the 'red blue zone'. There had previously been a 'red zone' and a 'blue zone' in the school and they had been exciting. Little did I know that I was already tangled up in it. I looked down corridors, into class rooms and stair wells and noticed various red and blue lights. The internal layout was all wrong. There was some incorrect and dangerous space time curvature going on and I was determined to get to the bottom of it. I came across year nine kids all wearing blue vests and holding guns. They fired at a few other year nine kids in red vests who fell. I saw Mrs T (music) come round a corner. She looked exhausted and told them to stop firing. Some of the girls had already complained that the game was evil and reminded them of what was going on in South Africa. Anyway I tried to talk to Mrs T but she told me to get out of there as quickly as I could. The blue and red light everywhere was starting to creep me out a little and I would have obliged only I now knew that the way was blocked, or rather twisted in such a way that all paths lead back to the same place or became unreasonable dead ends. Having told her that I could not get out she looked dismayed. She and the year nines had been stuck down here for a while and they did not have long left to get out. We searched every path but they kept changing and we drew a blank. There was no way out. Then it dawned upon me. We were trying to go up to get out of this underground maze but perhaps if we wanted to go up, the best path to choose would be down. We picked a downward staircase at random though Mrs T had little hope. We descended into another chamber and another chamber again and found that we could go no lower but there was a ladder in the middle of the room leading up. We looked up and there was daylight. We climbed the ladder and found our way out into the lawn between K and L blocks. I asked Mrs T to tell me everything she knew about the 'red blue zone' and she obliged. She knew everything about it except what had gone wrong, after all, she designed it... It was a maze which she had built in the school. She had used a special space time curve to make the passages confusing. The purpose was to run a team based laser skirmish type game for the year nines. What she could not figure was why the curvature kept changing such that noone could escape since the layout changed with the curvature and could not be fully explored. I asked if there was any harm in just leaving it the way it was but she said that the curvature was programmed to fade in twenty minutes and that anyone or anything left in the zone would simply be zapped out of existence. Given enough time it would be theoretically possible to map the curvature itself and predict an escape route in four dimensions but we did not have time so I began to think laterally. I asked Mrs T if she was certain that she had designed it and she said that she was. I urged her to to reconsider as it was often difficult to be sure that you had not been influenced by someone or something else but she again claimed her own guilt so I took a different tack. I asked when she had first come up with the idea and she referenced a day not very long ago. This gave me suspicions as to how quickly the technology had been developed so I asked at what point did she design the curvature and she answered that she had come up with it on the same day. My opinion was that she was either an idiot savant or she had been influenced by someone or something which had already worked it all out. I quickly modelled what I believed the curvature to be on some electromagnetic curvature modelling thing and asked her if it was correct. She was surprised and asked how I knew. I replied "lucky guess". Two problems existed with the curve I had mapped in wire like mesh things in my hands. The first problem was that the curve was identical to the natural curvatue of of time space within her brain on the day she designed it. This meant that the whole system was linked to a time before it had been designed and caused a paradox. It could not exist. The other problem was a more practical problem. The curvature of time was far too strong for the curvature of space given. The result of this was an ever changing maze of school passages. Still having just under twenty minutes to save the vast majority of year nine, Mrs T determined to reenter the zone and try to rescue them. I urged her not to, the chances of her escaping again were next to impossible but she had a duty of care so I told her to take a long string and tie it around something outside the zone such that on unwinding it would mark a path back to the entry. I hoped that this would work. I also advised her to use the method of heading down to the deepest point in an emergency though who could tell if this logic still applied. I went down into the zone with her, just a few steps and all of the claustrophobic fear returned to me instantly. I had just gone around a corner, out of sight of the entry to let her through a second door. I was supposed to hold it open for some reason though the string would have done a reasonable job of this itself. I was terrified that the zone would trick me again and that the door just out of sight around the corner which was supposed to lead to the exit would lead me somewhere else deep in the zone. I walked around the corner and back into the daylight of the school. I had started to realise that it was only a dream but that I should not wake up as these people might need my help. I was still taking it too seriously to become properly lucid but if someone had asked me if I was dreaming I would have said 'yes' most probably. I think this was because I was beginning to wake up. I woke up and that was that.

Non-Lucid
Lucid

My first dream was my family and I renting a cabin somewhere in the southwest. We got into the house and relaxed the whole day until we went to sleep. There was a door connecting between the neighbors and our bedroom. So while I was outside chilling with my friends at the pool, my brothers went upstairs to go to sleep because my dad forced them too. I was then left with one of my friends and some other little kids. Then the neighbors came over and started undressing these little kids like pedophilia. I started running to my brothers room and the pedophile was there. I started kicking his ass and he ran out of the room. The next day when we woke up, the pedophile was still there and me, my dad, and my brothers were outside and my dad was doing a barbecue when all of a sudden I saw the pedophile's grab guns and start shooting our house so that they can penetrate it and kill us. My dad later grabbed the phone and called 911. The dream ended with me and my brother in the pedophiles room making sure they lay in bed not doing anything related to crime. I was sitting outside the window looking out when the police will be there.

New York Terror Attacks. This was one of the worst dreams I have ever had. Since I was a little kid up to 10 years old, I lived in New York, and as you know on September 11th, 2001 there was a terror attack on New York City. I dreamed about another one occurring. The dream started with me on the Brooklyn Bridge with my family and then a airplane started flying right at the bridge. I was scared for my life and thought it was the end of me. But suddenly, the plane turned around and started flying other way. The police officers forced us to get off the bridge. So we started running and go to some building in front of gardens with a clear view of the bridge. The New York officials decided to take precautions and folded up the bridge and dunked the bridge in the water. We were sitting in the apartment and watching tv and suddenly we saw a building collapse because of a suicide bomber. While everyone was watching TV, I saw it across the street from me and started crying. We then watched the bridge and it ended up not being touched. However the statue of liberty was hit and collapsed to the ocean floor. I also remember being in a subway and the police forced us out.

My final dream included me and Cameron Diaz in a nightclub and she made me drink beer and get drunk. I told her that I had hockey that day but she still made me. We later went to the nightclub and it was some sort of stage with a bunch of old people sitting in it.

It starts out when I'm in my school and I see my cousin and some old bully. I talk to the bully and tell him that I am going to travel somewhere and have an awesome adventure without him. My school is always crowded and loud (3,600 students with 2000 coming from 8th grade next year). For some reason they were all whispering and standing still. My cousin and I were walking normal and talking about getting revenge on the bully. I said, "I know you think that I can not do anything, but I am going to kick his ass and have an adventure!" (something along those lines I can't remember EXACT quotes). Then I go to the library where he is. WAIT! The bully is behind TWO layers of steel and dangerous obstacles. I had a huge fight with all the bullies in the school to get to Derrek. I grab him by the neck, there is a projector running showing a science show (i watched it the day before) and it was showing earth from low orbit. I rammed Derrek into the projection and he fell through the ceiling of the school's library from low-earth orbit. :shadewink:. I took a paper from Derek and it was a secret treasure map to Arkansas. I went to Arkansas and it was a jungle, then I ran through the jungle and found scientists who lead me to Walmart HQ. Then I go to Texas.

I'm at my grandpa's house in the past (at Texas) and I see the old gamecube-game room. Me and my cousins have fun playing it (dreamed a memory of the past, it wasn't in the present), then I walked out of the room and outside to the side of the house. I see my dad, two uncles and me standing there. I tell them because of some family thing that happened I hate them because they hate my mom. I run fast and fly far to the East of the land of Arkansas.

Now I'm in some jungle again, this time on a bus with my brothers and my disabled cousin and her mom. We all drive super fast and go to Egypt where we see the river turned to blood. We swim in it, then sink the bus. We swim into the sunken bus and drive off to Florida. (I've been to Florida and rode a bus but I didn't go to Egypt on it). At Florida we are going to fly back to home. Then me and my mom walk to a tree house we are looking for an airport and we have to get tickets from the tree house. She walks into it, the doors lock and I hear her neck snapped from the outside. She is thrown off the house onto the ground and she was TURNED INTO A FISH. She looks at me with her gills and says, "Kill the bastards", to which I reply, "Tell God he is an awesome Dude when you see him" and she died. Then I woke up.

It comes from me moving away from my dad and to arkansas. After that, going to Texas wasn't the same as it was when I was younger. Arkansas was like a jungle because it was so rural compared to Texas to me. Then I saw that it had urban areas after I made it out of the trees and hills and farm land. Then the bully, well I never shoved him from low earth orbit. Mom mom never died as a fish.

It's the early 80s and I'm in my late teens/early 20s. I have an assignment I'm working on for university and I need more paper for the typewriter. I go all around the house, hoping to find some paper that Dad has left beside a typewriter somewhere or stowed away in one of his heavy wooden work desks. I can find none, so I sigh because I'm going to have to go upstairs and ask for some from my parents and I know things are tense up there. I go and ask for some paper. My mother asks me to apologize first for my tone of voice earlier. I now remember that we'd been sitting on camping chairs in the forest and she'd started to slap me around, but then we'd come into the present (me 47 years old and in good physical condition; her in her mid 70s and weakened) and I'd fought back, bringing her to the ground. She'd felt humiliated and hadn't spoken to me since. She and Dad were afraid I'd gone bad and would end up a street kid. So I ask for some paper, I'm asked to apologize, and Dad and my sisters just mouth to me, "Just do it." So I frame an apology under a tight smile. I'm given some paper. I go out the front door to the street where I grew up, and I let out a scream. It's heard inside, and then my mom herds my two sisters, both under 15, out the door and into the station wagon. They're about to leave the family and leave me with Dad and she and Dad are even talking about how to divide up the dogs. I look at the dogs and know they're crying inside because they know they're about to be separated forever and it's my fault. I can't believe my sister Bren is in the car and not saying anything. I yell at her that I thought she was my best friend and that she's a traitor - and it seems someone I can't identify is beside me feeding the word "traitor" to me, coaching me along. Then I yell at my sister Joanne, who is now a tall blonde woman with a two-year-old son. I see a Sunday School schedule where my sisters and I attend a shul while my nephew attends a Sunday School class on Jesus. (We're not Jewish in real life - at least not in practice, only in partial background.)

I wake up with people vaguely whirling about me, blaming me for breaking up my family. I'm still drugged up with Clonazepam and therefore half in dreamland, so I know I have to go back to sleep and kill myself in the dream to show everybody I'm a valid person. I know it's safe to kill myself in the dream, because I'll just wake up here. So I go back into the dream and then I'm watching news accounts of myself taking Clonazepam two at a time and delaying each dosage so I don't throw up, so that the overdose'll take and I'll get to leave. But instead I see myself as a blonde teen prostitute with tatoos all over her body. The tatoos are in the form of black vines crawling over every inch of my skin. There's a documentary narration voice stating I woke up here, my name was Margaret as a kid but it's now Megit, and I'm serving fries - which men are only too happy to take from me. The way I'm serving fries is, well, pornographic, and one by one. Apparently Margaret had woken up drugged up and surrounded by a prostitution ring. The documentary goes on to say that the rest of the family - who are now African-American brothers - has reunited and the sons have their own sons, who uncomfortably remind them of themselves.

Very important note here: I'm not suicidal in real life, not in the least. I used to be. But I'm too old and too well medicated for that crap now. I had forgotten to take my antidepressant yesterday morning, but had realized and taken it at night.

Another note: Yes, my mom used to slap me around a bit. She'd get in strange moods where you could almost see a thundercloud over her head. I remember once I saw her like that and stiffened up as I had to walk by her, and then she whaled on me with four or five slaps and told me it was because I was walking with my "nose in the air" looking like I had a "stick up [my] ass". I was scared of her and my dad, who got his slaps and kicks in as well when he went through his depression, to the point that at the age of 14 I almost left home. This is just another PTSD-type nightmare. I read a story about a street kid yesterday, so that was probably what triggered the element of fear of what could have happened to me.

Well, recently i have been having a lot of dreams that are either too personal to make sense or too dirty for the kiddies, so i havent posted much. To make up for this, heres the dream that slaughtered my sanity... enjoy.

This happened about 5 years ago.

The dream began in an old english village. I was with two people who i guess were friends. Throughout the dream, i kept hearing this voice. It would sporadically intensify and become calm... its hard to explain.
"hey. you should GET AWAY NOW GO AWAY JUST DIE AND MAKE IT GO AWAY unless you dont want to. thats okay. THATS OKAY. just make it your priority to escape. ESCAPE WHILE YOU CAN. SHUT UP. SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP."

The words are burned into my mind.

While all this was going on, the people i was with were telling me about some "birds" that fly over the village sometimes. The things they described were massive, horrible monsters, whose wings would take up the entire sky.

After they said these things, i heard a rumbling in the distance. The voice in my head raged on and on. All of a sudden, everybody in the village was gone, and it was only me.

Then i saw the birds.

There was only one at first. It was huge. Its wings spanned the entire sky, from horizon to horizon. The rumbling grew louder, and just when i thought my eardrums were going to burst, it passed. I fell to my knees. Then the second one came, in the same manner as the first. After it passed, there was a long silence. After what felt like hours, i heard a rumbling greater than both of the others combined. A third bird came, this one of unimaginable size. As it passed, my head reached a tipping point, as the voice and the rumbling combined were too much for it to take.

Everything disappeared.

In a white void, i found myself laying face down. My mind was opened, and i felt like everybody in the world was trying to talk to me. I let out a climactic scream.

And then i woke up.

I was staying at a REALLY nice hotel. It wasn’t you typical swanky high end hotel, but rather really modern and funky. It had a really chill vibe even though you could tell that it cost a small fortune to stay there. The lobby was massive with giant over sized dark red pillows on the floor instead of couches. There were Persian rugs and waterfalls along the walls. The stair cases were absolutely massive brownish granite and huge pillars were on either sides of each case. I was on something.. acid I think. Beats antique was there along with shpongle. They were all sitting around a hookah and talking casually. I sat with them and we all spoke to each other as if we had known each other for years. I was taking hits from the hookah and was really happy. I told the one massive chick that I loved her belly dancing and that I wanted to learn to do it. She stood up and started to show me her moves. I was fallowing along with her and I was nailing it! Everyone casually clapped for me and I sat back down. After a while I decided that I wanted to explore. I said goodbye to everyone and went on my way. The hotel turned out to be in downtown bellevue and there was a waterfront connected. Suddenly I was accompanied by someone. He is a dream character and not a waking life friend. We were walking around and talking about some adventure that we once had had. The actual conversation is hazy to me. Then I wake.


This was the first TRUE nightmare that I have had in a while. I was on a train. It was super huge, with many rooms and cars. There were really big bedrooms within the train. I apparently was a mother of two young girls. The train was super haunted and we couldn’t get off. Every time we went under these really long tunnels the ghosts would present themselves and the whole train would shake uncontrollably. I was in a bedroom for me and my two daughters. I knew that a tunnel was coming up and that we would see the ghost. I was trying to comfort them and tell them to close their eyes, not to open them NO MATTER WHAT they heard until I told them it was okay to open them again. Then suddenly two little girl ghost appear. They were incredibly real looking and extremely terrifying. They were trying to terrorize my daughters and my daughters couldn’t keep their eyes close. The train shook and me and my two daughters got thrown to different corners of the bedroom. Then the two ghost girls showed their dead selves. They were laying on the ground all chopped up and bloody like the two little girls in “the shinning”. Their limbs were rolling around the cart and their bloody heads were laughing. My daughters were screaming in fear and I was screaming to them to close their eyes, that it wasn’t real, and that it would all be over soon. One of the bloody limbs rolled onto one of my daughters and it looked like she was going to have a heart attack. A mother ghost then flew into the room and at daughter about to have a heart attack. I jumped into the air at her to get her away from her. When I did that all the ghosts turned into a black like smoke and disappeared. The shaking stopped. I swooped up my children to comfort them. I was so frighten I was shaking uncontrollably. I took them over to the bed. We all sat under the covers. I had a strange sense that it was never going to end. That we would never get off the train and attacks like this would keep happening. I decided to try and find a way out. I told the daughters to stay under the covers, for some reason I knew the ghost couldn’t really torment them if they stayed under them. I decided to leave the bedroom and do everything I could to find some possible way off the train. I started to explore. Suddenly the dream shifts. I am no longer a mother, but rather me as how I am today. Allen was suddenly on the train. I see him in a door way. I turn the opposite way of him and saw a revolver starting to float in the air. I started to run to allen screaming. I jump on his back and he starts to run us into another bedroom. He shuts the door and tells me to get under the bed. I do as he says and he fallows me. We are laying there under the bed when the door creeps open. The revolver drops to the ground. We lay there staring at it, not sure what to do. Then it floats up again a little and shoots at us. Usually I would wake up way before this point in a scary dream but I stayed awake enough to see the bullet fly through allen and then tart to hit my arm. I wake up extremely quickly and I was super frightened.

I was at work and for some reason I had decided to leave. Allen and I met us at a really modern movie theater. I had really good feelings towards him but for some reason I wanted some alone time so I told him I was gonna go see a chick flick and that he could go spin the staff and we would met up later. He kissed me on my forehead and said okay. We parted ways. I suddenly realized that I was wearing an EXTREMELY sexy outfit, fishnets, booty shorts, and a sports bra. I looked hot as hell and I could tell that everyone was looking at me. The security at the movie theater told me that I didn’t have to pay and that I could skip the line. I was stoked. I decided to get a pretzel and cheese. I walked into a movie and sat down. It seemed like I watched the whole movie in the matter of two minutes. I have no idea what it was about. I left the theater and decided to walk back to work. I was shocked to see that no one was working and the front doors were open. The place was packed with customers. I got really anxious and started to help people. There was a super annoyed guy waiting in line to get a loan on a gun. I was helping him as fast as I could and I kept calling out for todd to help me .

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Middlestate[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Many of the people who are taking part in my school project have written to me and said that they somehow attained higher awareness of their dreams, by either experiencing their dreams differently or remembering more of their dreams.
I did the second part of my method "Opening The Minds Eye" I can't let my people skip ahead so I will not tell what I did.
Anyway I accidently noticed one of my awakenings during the night and fell back to sleep.

I had some dreams before this ,but I don't remember them anymore.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had a dream about me standing outside of my house[/COLOR] [COLOR="red"]I looked at my hands, and become lucid. I was in the dizzy state that I hate, but this time I remembered that I wanted to try the spinning technique.
I started to spin and thought to myself "The next thing I will see is a dream, I am dreaming". In the middle of it all everything turned black and I got a little disapointed. But then I found myself standing there again and I did the spinning once more, and now I was fully aware of my thoughts, I was as aware as I am in the waking life. I could remember what I wanted to do and so on. So I started to feel the texture of a brick wall with my hands. but later on the dizzy feeling came back...[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]I was now laying in my bed, and I went to my computer to write down this dream, but when I started the computer, it shut itself off, like it sometimes do. But this time I got a message saying "There is a problem with your harddrive[ would you like to restore?" I clicked Yes "Then I had a terrible realisation. All my work about the Dream Project is on the computer and I only have one old backup, which means that I have to rewrite alot of stuff.
As you all might have guessed this was a False awakening nighmarish (not really I didn't felt that scared, just frustrated).[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up in my bed, although I could have chained this dream, I wasn't paying attention to that.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]So the spinning technique is a way for me to get more conscious in that sense, that I can remember real thoughts and concerns in the dream. But after I have spinned I should stabilize it alot more, and if I wake up I do a reality check.[/COLOR]

since i only created this account a mere half hour ago (and i havent slept since then, mind you) i guess i should start off with some recurring dreams that i've had. some i haven't had in over a year, some i may have had weeks or months ago. i can't remember specific dates though.

the barn: i start off in what is clearly a decrepit barn/warehouse that resembles my granmothers', except it is surrounded by a sort of blacktop and other unfamiliar buildings. on the inside seems to be a perfectly intact version of my elementary school's library. i am huddling in between two rows of shelves, hiding from some unknown entity. the whole place is on fire. i run out from between the shelves and quickly exit, finding outside on the blacktop crumbling classic cars (alliteration alert!!!1) and other assorted rubbish. (which is wierd, because there are also old cars and junk outside of my grandmothers' barn. my brain seems to have just plopped the barn and its surrounding area into an inner city) i hide behind one of the cars, fearing for my life but also having never seen the face of what is trying to kill me, i don't know what to look for. i keep running. now, this is where it gets somewhat bizarre. i have had this dream at least 20 times in my lifetime, and every time it is nearly identical. now, as i start to run further away from the barn, what do i trip over but an octopus. an octopus. classic. not a living one but some sort of semi-genuine looking blue blow-up octopus. anyway, after i trip over the octopus, i remain on the ground and turn around to face the barn which has now nearly burned to the ground. i begin to slowly fade in and out of consciousness, and before i finally black out i notice i am being dragged by something. all i can see is a shrouded black figure. i cannot tell if it's human. within seconds, i am passed out and the dream has ended.

Last night I had a nightmare.. in my dream I was sleeping on my side and felt so numb.
That feeling of being half asleep and awake.
In my dream my eyes were half closed and I saw a movement near my closet.. it was a grey entity and it rushed out of my room. I tried to say something but I was only able to make muffled noises. I felt like I was choking at the same time.
Then I find myself on my back eyes half closed my mouth open and I am trying to scream.. I couldn't move and saw something move down the hall.. the door to my room was open wide and the hallway was dark but this thing I was able to see move slowly towards me.. I felt hopeless.. it made a turn to a room on the right where I heard children screaming.. I tried getting up but was unable to help them and started to cry but only made muffle sounds.
Next my boyfriend is sitting next to me holding a remote control.. I am trying to get his attention.. I felt I was awake but in my dream he was ignoring me like I was sleeping.. he got up and disappeared leaving me there.
The room gets really cold and I sense something is there with me but I can't move my head.. I feel stuck to the bed I try to wake up out of my dream but unable too.. I manage to look at the foot of my bed and see that my mirror was tilted and off of the dresser.. I was really scared to look into the mirror because I saw this pale like figure I just couldn't bring myself to look at it.. all of a sudden I feel something sliding me to the edge of the bed and I am struggling to scream.. but I am still numb and feel like I am choking.. this thing whatever it was because it was not visible lifted me off the bed and onto the floor.. I am still motionless and it props me up.. so I am sitting up my legs straight in front of me on the floor.. I am being pushed slowly to the room door.. I am trying to scream and start sobbing at this point but still feel like I am suffocating because I couldn't make any sound only these soft groans.. can't get over that choking feeling..
I am being slid across the floor to the bedroom door there is a child standing there who runs away.. I am groaning for help in my mind but couldn't utter the words.. the door closes in front of me and the room is pitch black..
I burst wide awake in my dream gasping for air..
that was horrible..
a nightmare.

08-09-11 I am standing in a tent on field. The field is filled with dandelions and I am starting to tear up the flowers with root and I do this quite frantically. Eventually other people start joining in until there are no flowers left. However as I go along I start pulling them up less careful about getting all of the root up.

When there are almost no flowers left I start noticing that the earth is moving and that the empty holes are crippling with spiders. I don't get to dwell on this thought as the next I know I find myself under the water in the ocean near the bottom.

I look up behind me and notice a sea snake being dropped into the water by an unknown entity. I start swimming towards the top and I don't know if I am kicking through the snake(s) or not. When I get to the top I find myself close to the shore of a beautiful beach.

It is high sunshine and I am wearing a wetsuit and am carrying a surf board. I have never surfed before, but I manage to catch a pipe (don't know if this is what it is called in surfer terms) on my first ever attempt, which the person with me considers quite the achievement.

I start feeling ill and I fall off the board and find myself in a living room right next to a door out to the hallway. Behind me there is a short haired girl who grabs me around the waist. I am in a different perspective and punch my own chest to start CPR. The perspective shifts back and I shout for someone to call the hospital. Someone runs into the hallway to do this.

The girl pulls me to the floor and Shane of Weeds is standing over me to continue the CPR.

My vision starts fading to grey and I am loosing it, but I hear a voice that tells me to stay here, relax and breathe. After a while my vision starts returning to normal and as I am looking up at one of my living room plants it gradually becomes green again.

After a while longer I can sit up and I look down my leg and notice a large circle. It isn't red and the bite marks from the snake have already healed up. However now we know that we are dealing with a cobra strike and I or someone else shout out into the hallway that the person getting help should tell this.
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Notes: I remember having two more dreams after this one related to it, though without the nightmare themes. However upon waking up this morning they seem to have vanished from memory.
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I am in Holland and going into a shop to buy some weed. Someone is with me and I think I am the experienced one and need to show them how it is done.

I walk over to the counter and tell the guy I need the weakest most mellow product he has. He immediately walks to the hash counter and tells his associate to service me.

His associate start dishing out this pink goo onto the counter and explains that this is the most mellow he has. Then the first guy comes over and tells the associate that it wasn't what I asked for that I needed something with a bit more fly to it. He starts pouring some brownish goo onto the counter. Then the associate asks me what I am after, most mellow or something with fly and I quickly explain just mellow.

We all laugh and I think I buy some of the pink stuff.

Skip.

Outside the shop, which looks more like a garage on the outside I run into some shady businesmen who are looking for 2 Pac. As they explain this he appears on the other side of the street wearing a long business like coat looking nothing gangster like at all.

I stop and think to myself that he is dead and that all the conspiracy theorists that predicted his return must have been right. I think to myself that either he came back in 2007 or we are actually in 2007 right now.

The reason they want to talk to him is because he has developed something and the dream shifts into a camera chasing him as he is running through a garden. In the centre of the garden is his invention. It is a crystal that emits some sort of high frequency sound/light combination. This invention has the possibility of performing any know surgery non-invasive.

However it seems like it is overloading and hence 2 Pac and his assistant are running to get to cover. All the while this crystal is pulsing emitting this crystal like sound-light combination. There is loads of colours in this pulse, which is quite sharply contrasted by the grey clouds in the sky.
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I am in a Sims like situation a person is telling me that he has never seen the stars. I sort of force him to do this. He replies that he has seen them on Youtube, which I find ridiculous.

I run up on a mountain that apparently is the highest location nearby and phone him and tell him he should get up there as there is absolutely no light pollution what so ever.

Besides I am standing right next to Mount Everest and I don't think it would be particularly difficult to reach the top of that either.

Skip.

On a beach now still with the same mission in mind though it is daytime and he will have to wait a while. Another person/Sim is there and he has the trait that he is easily burned and will have to return for sun lotion all the time.

The parents voice sort of explain that he will have to stop playing with me because of this. There are loads of other persons that assemble around me.

I follow the easily burned guy into the house, one of his arms is really red and he is whimpering. He gets sun lotion applied and there is a bar that measures his degree of burntness that goes down with applications of this lotion.

In the house I explain that he needs a hardcore lotion, maybe like one of those for babies and all of a sudden I am in a shop that sells sun lotion, after sun, sun tan amplifier and soap. Among other things the shop also sells katanas relatively cheap.

The shop is run by WakingNomad and he tries to charge me 500 dollars for little test samples in blue bottles. I am annoyed that he charges this much because I know the protection they offer to be exactly what I am looking for, but it is stupidly expensive. I mean the bottles are like the size of small shot bottles.
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Swimming with the family along the shore of a nice beach in high sunshine.
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With the family in a house. There are two dogs that keep jumping into the lap of my dad and uncle.

I stayed awake for a while trying the free-fall WILD technique with no success, although it was very relaxing.

When I did fall asleep my first dream turned into a nightmare.
I was in somewhere that felt sort of like a mall, and I helped some guy find my old drama teacher, Mr. H (God only knows why he was in my dream, haven't seen him in years). Mr. H said he hadn't really wanted to see the guy. I watched a clip of a movie that reminded me of Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind, except the two main characters were running through some sort of cornfield and getting caught. Mr. H told me it was a really dark movie. Then I was sort of living it out.

I was with M and three other people (one of whom was a pig? I don't even know) and we were in a cornfield, but it was inside a big room with high glass ceilings (it was night time). The pig guy chewed our address into the corn, and left behind things that could give us away. One thing was a mug. As we're leaving the lights start going out so we run and make it out just in time. The other three leave, but me and M realize that we could get in huge trouble if they find out we were there, so we try and get back in but a tech guy stops us and says we're not allowed inside. We pretend we won't go in and he leaves and we sneak in.

A ninja comes and attacks M and sort of sexually assaults me. Then we're running and Mr. H is back except now he owns the cornfield and is the bad guy. I remember how the movie ended, and this is the part where we get caught, so instead I lead M to the back yard and we are climbing over a tree to leave through a hole in the fence (The backyard is my backyard from my dad's old house). Then I wake up.

My second dream is mostly about the cast of Friends, and I don't even remember myself being in the dream, I was kind of just observing. Something bad happened to Rachel. Joey was worried about his kid or something, and some sort of official went to his house but Joey's baby ape was there, and the official thought it was his human child. The ape showed the official how far he had completed in his workbook and the official was impressed. Joey had a small white dog entered in a dog show, but he knew his dog wouldn't win if they followed the rules, so instead when it was his dog's turn he wrapped him in fabric and dressed him up like a piece of sushi. Everybody cheered.

That's all I remember. What WEIRD dreams. Oh well, at least my recall is getting pretty good, haha.

I was in a club with some friends and one of the girls that i had pulled in town once was there, i ended up going back to hers and sleeping with her, when we were lay in bed she tells me she wasn't really on the pill and wants to keep the baby.
I sat and i begged her to get an abortion or something and i felt the horrific "oh fu**" feeling creep up inside me.
I told her i can't cope or afford a kid because im going to uni, i opened the curtains and it was sort of light outside, it was very cloudy and dull and it was raining, even though i was looking through a window i could feel rain on my face.
I asked her what times do the buses start, i felt i had to get out of there as quickly as possible.
I woke up and it was raining with dull clouds, the dream was mimicking the weather outside from the noise of the rain.

It turned out to be intricately beautifully, i found myself running away from a faceless dark shadow around bellevue. The day was dark, almost night, i was not lucid. I remember entering my old house from childhood seeking refuge from this dark spirit, i found the house battered and destroyed, nothing to ease my anxiety from what was following me. I opened an old familiar drawer and there be the face of the deadly spirit, (unfortunately its face i cannot remember) gashing out and haunting me once more. in shock i run outside and attempt to get as far away from it as possible, i run as far on to the rode as i can and decide not to stop, but in the distance i see it waiting for me. a tear falls from my face, i cant get away. at that instant i remembered a fragment of the most powerful force in the universe, the one tied to love and happiness, it was acceptance. i stepped forward, grounded ready to face that which was unknown. in that instant a sudden paradoxical realization enters my awareness...this is impossible. i smile a lucid. but this was different then any other iv had before. vast energy was propelling itself inside me, my mind filtered simultaneously with all the limitless possibilities and i found that the shadow spirit was shrinking, a moment of identification made me realize that rather i was levitating. i looked upon the deadly spirit and felt sadness for it, as it was frantically attempting to suck me into its spiral of confusion. i understood that this spirit was me, but in its pure opposite, confused scared alone, filled with anxiety and panic. i developed a blue energy ball and hurled it into the spirit, it instantly changed color and dove into my chest, i felt one with the universe. i looked around at the beautiful landscape that i called home and felt endowed with the power to enter a different dimension. I bid promise to return to this landscape that i have grew to love in my waking state. and, with a shift of my awareness, i appeared in another reality, one that i cannot recall in detail, one that is indescribable, beyond that of human capabilities. i find that all that remains in the core feeling of what it was like. i recalled a movie phrase my cousin had said to be the previous day from pirates of the Caribbean "your off the edges of the map mate, here there be monsters", i smiled while levitating over this new world and dove in at light speed... the adventures i had from their i cannot completely recall... and my memory fades from there. i understood how this dream was teaching me to deal with current life situations, i woke with a smile and confidence to go through the days stress ahead.this a new level of dreaming and look forward to exploring it more as my days continue.
omnipresence.