nightmare

From when I was a very young child

/T+0.00.00/ Me, mom and dad are in the woods, possibly camping. It is dark, despite being the early afternoon, possibly due to the canopy of leaves above our heads. There are hundreds of mottled pale tree trunks shooting from the earth in every direction. They ground is covered in golden leaves, some illuminated by swatches of light that have penetrated the unseen ceiling of leaves. It's quite beautiful. My mom and dad are infront of me, perhaps 20 or 25 feet, with my dad on the left and 10 feet away from my mom. We form an isosceles triangle, and I am at the most acute point.
/T+0.00.45/ I notice a snake, one of those red, white and black ones, on the ground near my mom's feet. I watch it uncoil, my mom gasping as she too becomes aware of it. I try to scream. /End dream T+0.00.50/

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in a plane, but it is an open planned one with no seats. My brother is here too, with several other people. We are being given orders to destroy the "zombie" parasites that are spreading across the world.

Throughout the speech, we discover one is in our midst. I stay to the sidelines as the others attack her. She teleports around the plane, killing off members of our team. She looks entirely human, but snarls and spits, looking mad and frightening. Eventually, someone cuts her down.

I discover it is only my brother and I left. He curses, swearing that he will get revenge.



[Dreamskip] We are in a dank, filthy room. I hear a slow drip of water echoing throughout, and the grey tiled walls and floor stretch out. I don't walk along to discover what is in here. There are pipes everywhere.

I turn a corner to see that my brother has found one. He's tied it to a counter. "I will get revenge." He hisses through clenched teeth.

I stand and watch as he grabs the parasite's hand, who appears to be a young man in his mid-twenties, and slowly crushes a finger. The parasite screams and wriggles about, trying to break free. My brother slowly crushes the other fingers, and eventually the rest of his hand. I continue to watch with a blank expression, though inside the screaming chills me.

After crushing his other hand, my brother reaches up, takes the parasite's head between his hands, and squeezes. Blood runs through his fingers, and when he lets go, there is only a bloody mush left behind. Feeling sick, I turn away and continue along the room.

My brother catches up to me, panting a little. "There must be a way they can move locations so quickly." I agree. At the end of a room we find a wardrobe. We glance at eachother, and nodding for him to get ready, I swiftly slide open the doors.

They jam, leaving a gap. I quickly glance in, but there is nothing but junk inside. My brother scoffs, and turns to leave. "Wait." I say. I climb into the cupboard, tripping over the mass of objects inside, and find that the far wall is a mirror. But the mirror is blank. My brother follows me in. We walk into the mirror.

It takes us to my gran's house. This fills me with apprehension, as I realise they have been in her house, and that they may be the reason she is sick.

It's early morning, and she is most likely sleeping. My brother holds a finger to his lips, and silently as we can, we look around the room to see if we can find anything. At the back of the tv, we find a sleeping bag. My eyes narrow, and I decide to look upstairs. My brother keeps looking around the living room.

I slowly go to the spare bedroom. My eyes dart around, trying to spot any hiding parasite's, but finding nothing. I peel back the covers of the bed, and jump back as a bat swings for my hand. Panting a little from shock, I see that there are two mechanical metal bats attatched to the end of the bed. They begin to swing and hit the bed from side to side rhythmically.

I see that when they detect movement, they are designed to break a person's legs, and keep hitting them until their legs are destroyed, leaving them vulnerable to attack. Steadying myself, I grab a bat as it swings down. Clenching my teeth, I strain as I push the bat the other way until it breaks and stops moving. I do the same to the other.

Just as I put the covers over it, my gran comes in. She is shocked, but delighted to see me. She goes downstairs to see my brother.

A certain parasite must have placed something in her room to make her sick. I go through, looking around for any traps. Seeing nothing, I stand on her bed and look onto her wardrobe. There are wrist bands up there, and... a playing card. I grab them, and study them, though nothing appears to be wrong. My grandad comes in, and says that they are his. He talks about a book I should read, and then leaves.

I go back downstairs with only the playing card. For some reason the card gives me a sense of dread. I look around for my brother, but he has disappeared. I look at the last place I saw him -behind the tv- but he is not there.

I am about to turn away, when I spot something there. Leaning down, I pick up another card.

Feeling truely fearful, I think that he is one of them.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign

Recently my web host (who I am good friends with the founder) got attacks from a client of Limestone Networks (the company didn't do it, one of their customers did) and when I talked to him about it over chat I started seeing Limestone Networks ads all over the place due to Google adWords user targeting. Kind of ironic, but oh well.

I think that's what inspired this dream.

Limestone Networks dream
Only one I remembered for the night. Bad recall. My family was staying at a HUGE fancy hotel! It was all made of marble.

Here's a description: From the front entrance with multiple glass doors you enter a humongous right-left symmetrical marble room. 4 stories high or so. The second floor is in the back half of the room while the third and fourth are elsewhere, only visible because of little balconies sticking out into the main room. There were a bunch marble benches on either side on the first and second floor. There's two sets of stairs about 50 feet ahead of you maybe 15 feet wide each, at 30˚ angles. They go one story high, to the second floor in the back. These stairs are separated by a balcony in the middle that extends from the upper base of the stairs horizontally to the lower base. Here's a horrendous, literally 30-second example of what I mean: (click to enlarge)

I can draw better. Much better. But it's getting late and I don't want to spend too much time on this...

Anyway, the building was cool. My family was staying on the left side of the building in a room on the 3rd floor which had a balcony sticking out to the big room. It was a very nice hotel! At some point I became very, very, very faintly lucid. I realized I was dreaming, kind of, and that I could do what I wanted.

I walked downstairs and saw Limestone Networks was having a meeting. A man was speaking to about 40 men and women. They looked distressed. I had to walk around a few people as I went down the stairs. I knew their business wasn't my business but, out of curiosity I wanted to hear what was going on so I slowed down my pace. Apparently Limestone Networks was having severe financial problems. Several people were crying... They were going to go bankrupt. I felt really bad for them. It seemed like Linmestone Networks employees were a tightly knit group of friends... I wondered how they could afford so many ads yet they were going bankrupt, but I brushed the thought away. I kept walking and went through a door.

I saw my friend Ryan and decided to use my lucid powers to have an Avatar race with him. We changed into Avatars and climbed up floating mossy rocks. The best Avatar music with the chorus singing was playing somehow. It was really awesome! Eventually the Avatar world faded back to normal life. We were outside. It was dark and raining. The dream was becoming increasingly negative. I could see less and less. Ryan vanished. I was alone in the mud. I saw these slimy monster things with huge mouths. I was worried, but not scared. It was becoming harder and harder to go on. I tripped and fell. I could sense monsters coming for me but I couldn't see anything! I thrashed around hoping it would drive them away but it woke me up.

I was still moving so I jumped out of bed. I was startled a little but not scared at all. It was about 4AM. I went back to sleep shortly after, which doesn't usually happen after nightmares. Somehow I wasn't very scared in that nightmare.


Glad to have a dream, especially a lucid one, even slightly, after all this time!

Was debora from dexter. Had to kill little omacs with a flame thrower. I was doing good and had extra skill points to spend. A boss came and I asked for backup. Nobody came. I ran while shooting the boss. I saved the game and killed the boss. Next thing im back at camp wearing a huge cape getting ready for a feast as a victory. Im wondering why am I wearing such a giant cape.

Some organization was rounding people up for a hockey game. We weren't sure why but we don't think it was for coffee. We were at home and my mom was being annoying trying to tell me to out the dig to bed even though he wasn't tired. A sumo guy cane in and started beating up my dad. I kept hitting him but he was too big. Got a knife. He turned to me to hit me. I duck and slid the knife up his throat. A hockey game is being played and a little kid is wanting to shoot. Everyone is cheering him. He misses because a big blip is in his way. One guy kicks it and it crashes and everyone runs out. Later my dads in therapy for the color blue but were watching this on tv.

Was at some house with two people and kara. We had these glowing sticks that looked really cool. There were people playing games and a guys girlfriend sitting down in a bikini. Kara and I were joking around with her and spanking her. We could tell the boyfriend was jealous but we wouldn't say anything.


Was doing some campaign like age of empires world with leo. Went through a long game and were testing a hair sample in order for us to see if the man we want to kill is the right one. His brother is banging on our locked door. The hair sample matches. I
we quickly put everything away.

Im at my house sleeping. There's a weird energy here. Someone else lives here too. I go downstairs and she says something is off in the office. It is there's something there. I run upstairs to get my laser and bring it down. I shone it and something sort of clear appears. I scream and run upstairs.

Was at school. Kara dropped me off. Looked like highschool was going around random classes messing around knocked some girls papers off her desk. She laughed. Went to the bathroom to piss on the walls. Just wandered around. Kara called to say hi.

Lucid. Was attempting a shared with Kara. We were at school I was instantly lucid. I stabilized really quickly and kara and I went to class slowly. I had the hardest time keeping everything stable. We went into class and told leo to get lucid. He instantly got lucid. We said let's go and everyone in class gets up and walks out. Leo and kara want to get some sort of papers in a locked room. I know im bear the end of rem so I go with it and continue to try and keep stabilization. We get the papers and leave the room. the dream is ending. I really don't want it to. Kara is complaining that I. Need to do better at keeping it stable. I wake but don't move. It takes a bit longer than usual but I imagine rubbing my hands on the wall as I walk through the halls. Im back In. We leave the room and walk into another we are so excited thinking this might be a shared. I say I can't stay in much longer the dreams falling apart. I wake again. I imagine touching things in the room with karas voice telling me not to give up. I'm in. I tell them that my goal is to open a portal so I do it. The first portal is squiggly and falls to the ground. They laugh at me. The second portal stays up. I go through and so do they. Pure blackness for me. I can hear them saying it's at a beach. I same but start going back in. My dog is growling because mom is shutting the door. I can't deild back in. I do fall asleep again. Im back at the school. I have a feeling leo and kara are at the playground. Im not really sure his lucid I was here but I knew it was a dream and ran super speed (a new power of mine) to the playground. I was looking at kara and leo and we were all smiling. We did it we said. This is amazing. Leo started opening the paper he came there for. My mom came into the dream and told me to be careful look how far up I am. I looked and I was super high up and got scared. I tried to teleport down and failed. I eventually jumped down. Dream ended.

so first with this being my first entry, im just gonna say that all my dreams (at least the ones i remember) are always nightmares or i wake up with a "dark" or uncomfortable feeling.

anyway, to start this nightmare off, EVERYTHING in my dream was the same way it is in real life. nothing was out of place or a different color so thats why this one stands out to me more than most of my dreams.

so i am downstairs in my living room standing with a detective. its night time and all the lights are off but the house has a creepy dim lighting coming from the full moon. i am just following the detective downstairs around my house and we walk to the bottom of my stairs, and from there i dont see him, but the point of view changes to the supposed killer in the house who is standing upstairs looking down on us even though the detective and i are aware. anyway we go into the living room where the detective opens the door that leads into my laundry room and there is blood everywhere, the washer/dryer, door, floor, walls etc. surprisingly i wasnt really concerned because i had the detective with me so we just closed the door and went back into the living room. the living room leads into the kitchen and i go into it and turn my back to the detective for a second, then when i turned back around he was gone. so i walk out and look around the wall that separates the living room from the kitchen and the detective was lying on the ground dead. thats when i start to feel a bit uneasy.
so i walk upstairs and turn to the right where there are 4 rooms: my dads office, my room, my 8yr old sisters room, and the bathroom. anyway my sisters room is pretty much right infront of you when you turn right from the stairs, and she has a window directly across the room from the her door. so im upstairs and i see a dark figure (because the window is lighting the room from behind the figure) and the person is suspended in the air in the doorway. i take a few steps closer and i realize its my little sister who is hanged from the doorway (but i never see details of the face) which is when i panick, turn around, and the killer (who is also a dark faceless figure) is right behind me and i wake up with the understanding that when i turned around i was killed.

Took a 4 or 5 hour nap earlier, if you call that a nap. Feels like I woke up in a different year. Anyway. I'm getting brief flashbacks of my dreams from then.

I remember my mom and dad were babysitting my son[W] (my mom had just left with my son before I fell asleep.) I was hanging out at home when my mom and dad call me and then they appear outside with W in my dad's arms. My dad has this extrememly worried look on his face as he's handing W to me. W seems fine except he's got a bright red scar on his forehead. My dad tells me that he hit his head really hard, so I yell at T and tell him to hurry that we needed to go to the hospital. Flash to the hospital and the doctor's telling me he's okay and that there is no brain damage. I am thankful but still pretty upset about it.

My son, W, appears a lot in my dreams, maybe I can use this as a dream sign. But I'm worried what these dreams mean when he's always getting hurt and everything's always okay in the end.

Hmmm...

Orange = Lucid

If only I could remember more of this. It might make a bit more sense, lmao.

I'm somewhere random trying to help this guy bury this dude who accidentally killed himself with a gun (he was about to kill the guy I was with but the gun electrocuted his heart, resulting in him dying instantly). We don't know what to do with the body. There's a pond next to us which I spot out though (we're all standing (in the dead guy's case, lying) on a pile of logs) and me and the guy I'm with roll him off into the pond. We can still see the body. Then somebody is coming for us. I jump up and grab onto something above me, hauling the rest of me up in the process. The guy I'm with hides himself. We don't get caught.

We're now outlaws in the middle of nowhere. It's not just me and this guy though, there's more of us now (we're all dressed up as animals for some reason). This guy is the leader and he's a vulture (or something) Suddenly we're about to get busted again by some form of authority. I curl into a really small ball as to avoid being seen, and surprisingly, I get away with it.

I'm now in a random room. It's baby-like. I'm in a bed with Dad lying next to me. He seems different though. He's way more open, and for some reason fondling my 'area' with his foot, although I don't think he's aware that he's doing so.Then the thought clicks ''Wait, where am I? I'm in a child's room with my Dad who's acting strange and treating me like a child... WHAT?! Have I gone back in time?!''

I'm now in the kitchen with Mum, terrified about the whole going back in time thing, as it's happened a few times and I have zero control over it. I ask her how old I am (to find out where I am). She refuses to answer. I go into the dining room and Dad's coming out of the living room, so I ask him how old I am. He replies ''10''. I freak out. ''What?! NO, I'm almost 18! What's going on?! I'm travelling back in time for reason and I can't stop it at all?!'' Mum dismisses my views. Dad says ''Actually, I have been noticing differences about you recently. You've gotten really tall suddenly for example!'' (I also noticed I wasn't wearing any glasses here, which I wear all the time; another thing which made me think I had gone back).
Then the light goes out, and Mum passes me the phone. I can hear our dead cat on the other end, but there's scary music playing as well, so I put it down quickly and turn the light back on. I'm desperate to be acknowledged at this stage (I'm literally panicking). Something really doesn't feel right. I think to myself ''Why am I going back in time?! How do I stop it?!'' I try to tell Mum about Dizzy (our cat) dying in the 'future'. She doesn't have a clue who Dizzy is. I then realise this must be before we got her, so telling her about it is absolutely pointless.

I'm now on my bike heading to town. It's night and my lights don't work, so I have to be careful not to get hit by cars. I'm still dead scared about the whole time travelling thing.

I'm going down a hill as a near town, passing people with dogs and such. As I enter, it suddenly becomes a house. There's a girl and a boy sitting at the end of a bed, on the floor, to the right of me. In front of me there are stairs. I go down them. There's load of people sitting on couches and having a laugh. None of them seem to welcome me, and make no inclination to wanting me to sit with them/wanting to make room for me. I decide to go back upstairs. The girl and the boy are about to get off. I figure I want to join in some of the action, too, but they tell me no. I think to myself ''It's alright. I can just change it so that they let me.''
.................................................. .
''WAIT. WHAT?! That means I'm dreaming!''
By this point I realised that everything around me was extremely vivid (hence why I mistook it for reality) and became lucid. I almost didn't believe that I was dreaming though, so I did a reality check by trying to push my thumb through my hand. It failed. I figured this might happen (like a previous dream I had where I was dying, and tried this RC only to fail) so I proceeded to hold my nose and try to breathe. During the middle of this, I then noticed a mirror in front of me. One of my best friends Kevin was running (in the mirror) towards me. He then smashed clean through, and was in the room with us. I thought to myself ''Yup, I'm dreaming alright.''

I then woke up pretty much instantly. However, I think this was due to the fact I had to wake up at 7, and I woke up about 2 minutues before because my sub-conscious didn't want the shock of the alarm.

I am sitting in my family's car along with my mother and sister, we are on a bridge and all the cars are standing still because of something ahead that I can't see.
After a while I start seeing cars flying out of the bridge hitting the water below, like something throw them out of the bridge.
The next second our car is in the water and it is getting filled with water, someone that I don't remember helps me out of the car and gets me to the surface.
I get panicked because I left all my drawing pens in the car. (I draw a lot) I tell my sister that I HAVE to get them and then I jump in the water and starts swimming down to the car.
I don't have much oxygen so I quickly search the car but finds nothing.

I then wake up,(still dreaming) and quickly get downstairs and there I meet my father, He tells me my mother didn't survive the accident. I wake up after that.

Don't remember much of this one, as it was 3 days or so ago. What I've got is vague.
Also note that I'm a bit scared of elevators so I can consider this a mild nightmare.

I was in an elevator that ran along the outsides of this high-rise building. The elevator was stainless steel and glass (Think giant glass box or Charlie and the Chocolate Factory). It was pretty sunny out, and there was a man with me in the elevator. I'm sure there were others, I just remember the man best because of his facial expression.
All of a sudden the elevator was near the ground and there was a tsunami type wave. However, the water was clear. It continuously rose and you could see cars and plants under the water through the glass. The water began to leak in through the doors and my Toms shoes got wet. The water was cold and slightly sticky. As it rose inch by inch up the glass walls of the elevator, the man behind me was silent. He wore glasses and had a look of hopelessness.

That's all I remember.

So Im walking to my house from the store and I notice mushroom cloud explosions going off in the distance as well as UFO's shooting green and pink laser beams at my neighbors. So I freak out and run as fast as I can back to my house but in dreams i always run really slow.

When I walk through the door I see my dad and little brother kicking it in the living room unaware of whats going on. I realize all of a sudden that my dad is brainwashed by the aliens because he is just sitting on the couch staring into space. I pull my little brother into the kitchen and hand him a big knife and arm myself with a butcher knife.

Then an alien pig and an alien cat teleport into my house and start viciously attacking me. My little brother runs away and leaves the knife while I am stabbing the alien pig furiously. But the pigs wounds heal instantly and I realize that the fight is futile and jump out of the window and run down the street.

When I woke up I felt kinda ashamed that I left my brother and father in the hands of the alien pig but o well.

25/03/11

Wasn't lucid but everything was vivid.

I'm trying to survive a zombie apocalypse with my little sister, my grandma, and my mum. I don't know where my dad is. Probably a zombie.
I clearly remember the last half of my dream so I'll write it down. After being safely secured into a fairly nice apartment unit (maybe on the 3rd or 4th storey) I try to keep the door shut against the zombies with various things: a chair, a bookshelf, a towel (?), amongst other things That aren't too clear. The sun is setting and the zombies are getting more and more ravenous. My sister appears next to me trying to help keep the door secure and the zombies start banging against the door - they smell blood. I start to get frantic and for some reason a boy vaguely appears and he tries to help me but ends up tearing the doorhandle out and weakening the defences on the door. I remember thinking that he was a total idiot and that we were all going to die. A zombie gnashes its teeth and stares into the hole where the doorhandle used to be and the zombies in my dreams don't look like normal movie zombies. They looks like slimy, starved half men half Gollum creatures with slits for a nose and big round eagle eyes and hundreds of razor sharp teeth. They are grey/blue in colour and are totally wild creatures. The zombie manages to push the door open a fraction and it slithers a hand in to push down the objects holding the door closed against the swarm of zombies and now I am the only one and the only thing stopping the zombies from coming in. My sister is still there but she is helplessly staring at the dire scenario. I try to gouge the zombie's eyes but it manages to prick my forefiger and my middle finger with its teeth and I know right then and there that I was going to 'change' into a zombie.
I remember feeling the pain when the zombie cut me and I could see the blood on my fingers so well. I remember sucking the blood and suddenly the zombies stopped trying to come into the apartment and they moved on in a slow swarm - possibly finding an easier kill. I opened the door and started to follow them but then I turned back to my sister who was standing in the doorway and I said, in distress, "I can't do it. I can't go with them yet. I need to say goodbye to everyone."
So I went back inside to the lounge where my mum and my grandma were sitting and my sister sat down on the couch with them. The sun has fully set and the flourescent lights in the room were flickering. I showed my mum my cut fingers and she couldn't see them too well. She didn't really understand what I was telling her, so I told her, "I got bitten."
I remember feeling the terror and desperation I felt at that very moment. Those emotions felt so real at the time and I started shaking and pacing up and down saying "I don't want to change. I need to kill myself before I change. Can you kill me mum? Can you kill me?"
My mum looked terrified and my little sister said "You're going to kill yourself?!" in a very incredulous voice.
"Do you have a knife? A rope? Sleeping pills?" I started yelling.
My grandma just sighed and told me to look in her sewing kit (in real life she actually has this sewing kit that she used all the time) for her sleeping pills.
I obeyed and gave her a big jar of large green pills. She started cutting them open and pouring the contents onto a newspaper to put into a glass of water and while she was doing it I was terrified I wouldn't be able to kill myself before I changed into a zombie.
I asked my mum when I would 'change' and she replied, "You have five minutes."
"FIVE MINUTES?!"
I sat down next to my mum and meditated to try and stop the change happening and for a moment I thought maybe I was different. Maybe I could stop myself from changing. And While I was meditating and concentrating on not changing I could the change rise up from deep within me (it was a strange, hot, angry, and desperate sort of feeling) and I kept trying to push it back down. But then my vision went black and the last thing I saw before I collapsed sideways onto the couch was my grandma chopping up green pill after green pill and I could feel extremely intense agony in my torso and I remember screaming and it sounded inhumane and metallic (like the zombies) and I totally blacked out and my mum was trying to comfort me while I was changing and my last thought before i woke up was how I wished my grandma would hurry up so I could kill myself.

Very morbid dream and I woke up still feeling the echo of the pain that I felt in my dream. I feel pain quite often in my dreams and although it's distressing at times it only takes me half an hour or so to recover from the dream. However, after this dream I spent the whole morning yelling at my sister and feeling really angry and distressed and I couldn't face anyone. I ended having to get high and that helped me. I wonder if this is normal?

I had a lucid dream but I can't remember what happened, all I can remember is that the dream content was scary because after the dream I had a false awakening and I was thinking about asking on the dreamviews forum why my recent lucid dreams have been so scary.

This one's been in my mind the last few weeks, so I thought it might be therapeutic to post it. Everyone has a worst fear, and mine is being raped.
Thank God it's never happened to me, but this dream left me temporarily convinced that it had... so it was kind of upsetting, to say the least.

Can't remember how this dream began - maybe it's better that way. The dream had its own back story: In it, I knew it was Wednesday (it really was IWL), and that meant it had been exactly one week since I was raped (again, in the dream!). I always seem to have a desire to go all vigilante on frightening DCs, so not surprisingly I decided to go seek revenge on my attacker. Obviously not alone, so I brought my friend Michelle with me. Somehow I had figured out that a particular area of the tile floor in a vacant building (almost like a very shallow pool, only 1-2 ft deep) covered a passageway to an underground area, and that was where we'd find him. We opened up the tile panel and descended. The next thing I remember is us frantically trying to get back out, pursued by my attacker. I was pulling Michelle out of the passage, and I saw a knife pierce her sneaker, but we got away.

I figured she was only cut if anything, but suddenly it's a couple days later, at night, and after I walk up to Michelle's front door and am let in by her family, I realize she died (from the cut, somehow). I instantly offer condolences to her family, and I'm in shock.

So then I go back down the secret passage to pursue this twisted man, alone. Despite being underground, there are windows up high, with daylight coming in. The underground portion consists of halls connecting large rooms, with nothing really in them. Everything is made of plain gray concrete. I somehow figure out this used to be a school. I think I even see a desk somewhere. I find at least one old piece of paper with writing, and I realize that this is proof of something else I had been trying to prove about the school, some sort of mystery surrounding it (didn't have a damn thing to do with revenge on my rapist, but some sort of secondary mission, maybe left over from a prior dream that night). I don't find the villain, but instead focus on this mystery solving. Then my mom comes around a corner, just as I'm pissing myself (not from fear, I just decided to pee in my clothes LOL), so I try to shoo her away and babble something about what I'm trying to do.

This is the weirdest part: As I began to slowly drift into wakefulness, I was having "dream flashbacks" to the rape itself. It was so strange, like my dreaming mind was creating a memory of something that didn't actually happen. Thankfully they weren't terribly vivid, but it was highly disturbing. Consequently, as I became more awake, I was trying to figure out if it was real. It got to the point where I was sitting up in bed thinking, "Was I really raped last week? Is this a repressed memory?" I was genuinely uncertain for a couple minutes. Once I was fully awake, I was never so happy to realize I had just been dreaming!

I'm down at the Pacific Ocean. I'm wading into the cold water. Little fish are swimming through my legs and seaweed is wrapping around my ankles. It's beautiful, but then I remember how the ocean has been contaminated. I also remember how after Chernobyl, radiation could be detected in the seaweed here. I think about Japan and how it's just across the ocean from us, and I run out of the water. I can't get the seaweed off of my body. Looking back at the ocean, it looks disgusting. It's full of plastic and oil and nasty gunk.

So this is the first time I ever made a journal entry with this new feature so I hope I'm doing this right. Tonight was tough because I didn't get much sleep but had a ton of dreams and lucid moments. I had been experimenting with wbtb and hadn't had lucids lately for some reason. Then I decided to turn the light on in my room and sit there and write down some dreams for about 10 minutes. I had real difficulty going to bed as I really felt like I had woken up all the way.

Lucid moments are in green, though the rest is pretty lulzworthy too.

It is the first day of the semester at college supposedly, I do find this a bit strange but don't question it much. I remember trying to find my way to philosophy class and getting lost. It look place outside in what seemed to be a construction yard. I find some other guy walking very slowly with a limp. I too notice that I am moving very slowly and I follow him, it seems he's having trouble finding his class as well. He eventually makes it to a small barn with a long plank coming out the front and says it might be his class. I eventually make it to philosphy which is in this garage area. We enter into a discussion about how a tiger attacked me on my way here (I have some kind of false flashback to this) and how I didn't feel anything because I had never been attacked by a tiger in the waking world. Now if a kitten where to attack me then I'd be able to feel it because I've been attacked by many kittens in my time. Suddenly the dream becomes 2d for the remander of it and some girl from class brought in this gif file of this girl being attacked by a black kitten twice, looks like cardboard cutouts. suddenly my teacher gregg turns into the grim reaper and is in a 2d bone yard and continues to talk about I don't remember what.

I remember my mom accusing me of having a playboy magizine, don't remember what her reasoning was but it didn't make much sense. I protest this and admit that I watch porn pretty rarely due to a vivid imagination and this should not be a problem at my age anyway. I point out that if I had a son I would consider giving him a playboy mag at 15 years old and that it isn't going to turn him into a raging murderer.

I barely remember another dream where my mom is talking about some special kind of hot chocolate she bought on her way home from work.

At this point I wake up and do a 10 minutes wbtb.

I remember a lucid I had at this moment, woke up all paralyzed and went into the kitchen. I asked my dad where my mom was and then I go into my parents bedroom. My mom is sitting there and she has a giant phallus that ejaculates with such force it almost hits me but instead sprays the dresser.

I check to see if my digital ceiling display clock is on. I see nothing, I suspect that it is possible it doesn't work but I still get out of bed. I take note that my bed is in the correct area, for all the other false awakenings it was where it used to be. I walk into the living room which is pretty dark, my dog comes and looked upset at me. This dog looks more like my older dog. I take a moment to rub my hands together. I go into the living room which is lighter and outside it is light as well. My dad is standing there and my mom as well. I tell them I'm going outside. They tell me to not go because it is dark outside. which kind of freaks me out cause its light out there. The moment I step outside I try to fly alittle, I see the elementary school ahead and begin to fly towards it. I look again at the school and there is no longer a school but a giant city off in the distance. I'm a bit fearfull at first but I move towards it. I begins clear that the whole city is flooded and there is a fog off into the distance, the sky is an eery grey. I begin to shout some command to bring the water down. It slowly leaves the towers and soon the only thing blocking me onward is a deep fog which I manage to get to move away as well. The city no longer looks like a city but just some endless rooftops. I begin to fly onto them. Soon some guy comes out from one of the building doors and grabs onto me. He is upset and tells me I don't have a licence to be here, I try to dislodge him and run from him but eventually he catches up to me and the dream fades.


I am with some asian girl, perhaps the one from scott pilgrim vs the world. She has something and we are trying to hide it near the school. It is night out. There are some guys coming around the corner and she quickly tells me to hide it on this stand behind some locker near this shed outside of the school. Then we go into the shed, she seems more nervous than me. Suddenly a guy walks in and has a giant machete. I am scared shitless at this point cause it seems pretty vivid. I start to run out of there but he doesn't follow. The dream ends breifly but then starts again with a long pipe in my hand that I played with early that day in the waking world. I go towards him now fully lucid and begin to attack. we mash our weapons together and he manages to get his past and slashes me. I go down and again begin reincarnate as myself. This time I've got a giant hammer with me or something. I want to kill him at this point. I go into the room and see him cowering behind a bed, he looks exactly like me I realize. I pat him on the head and he is glad I didn't hurt him and I leave.


I'm in a pit with a frame of glass above it, it is clear that I am supposed to be frodo baggins. Suddenly a large man jumps into the frame and breaks it and lands on top of me. I now am in a pit of broken glass and try to get up to get out. As I enter the hall the fellowship is all around. lagolas is picking glass out of his feet and I look at my feet and find glass as well. Some of the glass leaves skin tunnels in my foot but there is no blood. As I step forward aragorn begins to speak about the power of friendship or something. I then come to the realization that this is a dream and a sense of fear overwhelms me. I enter a black void and feel like I'm falling underwater and it is kind of relaxing. Something tickles me lightly and I think that I wake up.


I'm pretty convinced I'm awake in this. I just know that I am looking out my window and there is a creature out there who looks very strange. It is still dark and snowy. I think I am hallucinating this creature. It looks like a she but more alien. Her body is a thick wireframe square and the head comes out at one of the sides. The color is mostly white with some purple trim. I grow a bit fearful but I then remember my plan and just smile. She smiles right back. I then try several other faces, she responds to each one. Suddenly curious I try to get her to come closer but she doesn't move. I then try to slide the window open. I'm still convinced that this is just a hallucination and don't want people to see me. She hops over slowly and I stick my fingers out the window alittle. She sucks on one of my fingers and I can feel it vividly and this makes me pretty horny, and then I wake up for real.