nightmare

dreamt I was in some kind of labyrinth (with out bowie bless im) which was a baren landscape of white hills. There were lions wandering around. We escaped into a hallway of house sunken into one of the hills. The lion followed, mydaughter going into the kitchen and me onto the stairs. In the kitchen there were cricket bats we grabbed to use to defend ourselves
The lion was at the door between me and my daughter. So I tried to scream to warn her. But all that came was a high pitched whisper.
I felt my head would explode from exertion of trying to scream.

Funny I had been thinking I never get nightmares, so I implanted the intention to have one ^^

Dream - Flat street
It was night time and I'm I'm walking out of a party with some people, the street we're on is the typical student flatting area. I remember seeing some random person driving a car. The person was obviously drunk as hell as they couldn't park their car, she was just ramming it backward into another car, then forward into a tree. Over and over and over O_O. Me and the people I was with crossed the road to get to a house on the other side (I think we were going to another party). As I made my way across, the drunk driver ran me over :/ I knew that this had to be a dream since I was semi-awakened from the shock. But it just didn't stop and I couldn't feel the pressure, discomfort and pain from this 4WD ute running me over. It really felt horrible, but I managed to shake myself awake in the end.

My fiancee's dad and I are next door to my old house. I show him where an old house is. We have to go through a tunnel to get there. We start to walk.
I turn around and start to leave before I go too far; He stays and is way ahead of me.
I saw a inverted pentagram and another symbol on the wall beside me.

Above me on the wall I saw this: 'Do not turn to mediums or spiritists; do not seek them out to be defiled by them. I am the LORD your God.”

My Fiancee starts getting these weird texts. Hes scared
I go in my old house. I cant find my dad.
My aunts gf is there. Shes sitting on the floor.
Shes scaring me.
Her back is to me but her head is turned all the way around.
I got to my room.
Shes still sitting on the floor looking at me.
I go back outside.
I tell my fiancee to get his phone out of the car.
He hesitates, but does.
We come in the house.
My aunts gf is still sitting there; still staring.
I wake up….

January 17, 2016

I don't remember how my dream began..

We were in the woods; my whole family.It was my mom, my aunt, my grandma, my uncle, my eight year old brother, and some other 'family' that I didn't recognize.

I asked what we were doing out here and my aunt said, "We do this once a year."

And I was confused. Im almost 20 and have never done this in my life. So I asked he, "We do what?"

She only replied with "You'll see."

There was railroad tracks just ahead and there were various buildings and trees everywhere around us.

I noticed everyone else picking up sticks and I turned to my aunt and said, "so were just picking up sticks?"

She told me yes and after she said that I seen this big black link of what looks like mining carts passing by on the tracks. There wasn't really an engine attached anywhere on the link of carts so I'm not sure how it got there, but the twenty or so carts just stopped. I noticed something in one of the far right carts. It was something big and black. I could see it slightly moving like it was asleep. And then I realized what it was. A fucking bear.

I had noticed when everyone was picking up the sticks that they were being really hesitant and very careful with them. I turned to my aunt and asked, "Once of us is going to pick something up or step on something to wake that bear up, aren't we?"

She just looked at me and nodded her head. I wanted to run. To get out of there.



All of the sticks had been picked up around where they were supposed to be picked up and everyone began questioning where the trigger was this year. We started looking around, going into the buildings around us, watching our steps. We had split into groups and I had followed my aunt and my mom. We had went into one of the smaller buildings while everyone else was splitting up into the bigger farm style building, and then it happened.

There was a loud scream. Did we hit the trigger in the small building? Or did someone find it over in the bigger building? Regardless. I was in a panic. And then there was loud banging on our door. There was a small hole in the door that I could look through to see who it was. I was hesitant fearing that It was the bear approaching, but it wasn't. It was my eight year old brother. I quickly opened the door and let him in, then locked it straight behind him. When I let him in, I could see the bear Trying to decide where he wanted to go. We all kept very quiet hoping that he wouldn't come our way. But it didnt matter. A few minutes later it was tearing at our door trying to get in. My aunt opened up this secret door way that was in the floor and told me and my brother to go. We went down in and hid and there was tunnels everywhere.

"BANG!" There was a loud gun shot. the scratching stopped and my mom and aunt came down.

"Quickly," she said, "follow me."

And we follwed her into a room. I was assuming this one was in the other, larger building because there was another doorway.

"What was that?" I asked. She said my grandpa had shot the bear to give us some time.

Other came down into the room, and i noticed something. There was another door above and below us. And something else. Another bear.

The others came down quickly, including the cub. They managed to get the cub into the next room below us. And the cub had screamed. Then the mother screamed. We were in trouble now. She was coming for us. In this room with no escape.

My grandpa told everyone to get ready, and for me and my eight year old brother to get back. So we did, and he let the bear in.

She fell down searching for her cub. Standing up on her back feat and screaming.

And they attacked. Shot after Shot, trying to kill the bear. And it was done. They had killed the bear. and they went down and killed the smaller bear.

Was it over?

Out of no where, my uncle asked my grandpa a question. (I cant remember what the question was). But after my grandpa had picked something my uncle told him something ( I cant remember what they had said--My uncle had gotten rid of something of my grandpas?)

But then he lost it. I heard shot followed by shot. And then it was pointed at me. Everything went black.



I could see again. We were at a restaurant. Me, my mom, and my grandpa.

He opened the door, "Ladies first." And we went in.

What the hell just happened?

First were fighting a bear, then I get shot, and now were at a restaurant? Was I dreaming in my dream?

The good news: I HAD TWO LUCID DREAMS!!!

The bad news: I wasted them both.

It was all very confusing.

I was at this family party thingy. My aunt arrived and sat down at the table. My grandma was like "your aunt thinks everybody hates her". People around us went a bit "well, nobody LOOOOVES her", so I felt a bit bad and decided to go over there and say hi to her.

When I got there, I tried my best to be pleasant, but I messed it up and went all "hey, aunt X, how are you!? I'm glad you're here for the party! Why didn't you say hi to us when you arrived?" and she didn't take that very well, so she said she'd curse us all and left.

I wanted to go after her to apologise, but everyone was reacting to her words. I couldn't see anything very well, it was like my eyes were partially closed and I couldn't and I couldn't focus the little that I could see.

This is when I realised I was obviously dreaming. This type of thing only happens in dreams. However, I was sure I was about to wake up, since that always happens when I can't focus my eyes in dreams. So basically it went:

Me: I'm dreaming, obviously! I'll wake up now, though.
Me:
Me:
Me:
Me: ...uhm...?
Me:
Me:
Me:
Me: I guess I was wrong! Okay, this lucid dream is here to stay! Now what should I--

I woke up.

I fell asleep again and I was back to a family gathering. My cousin, my aunt's daughter, was extremely sad. I learnt that my aunt had killed herself, blaming us all for her suicide. I wanted to comfort my cousin, but she didn't want to leave the place. She said her mother was at the elevator. I told her that it was impossible and I went there myself to prove her wrong.

When I got to the elevator, my aunt's "spirit" was haunting it. She laughed maniacally and I flew against the walls of the elevator. I couldn't protect myself against my aunt, so I started praying to God. Somehow, that worked and I was able to get off the elevator, but I was still very confused by the whole thing.

Once again, the whole "I can't focus my eyes" thing happened. I was relieved to find out it had been one bad dream. I took a deep breath and decided what I wanted to do with the dream.

And I woke up again.

Except that I didn't. It was a FA. I "woke up" and I was terrified about the whole thing. I got off "my bed" and I found myself at this weird shop. It was like someone's attic, but full of clothes. My mum told me I could wear something, but I told her I couldn't. I told her that, in my dream, I had promised God I'd be different if he protected me. I felt like he had done it, so I was now under the obligation to keep my promise.

My mum was weary of that - we're not a religious family AT ALL - so we were leaving that place when I ran into my cousin. She was sad about her mother's death - which apparently really had happened, and not just in my dream's dream - and she looked sick.

We tried to help her and we found out her arms and her torso were all cut. There were old scars, from both cutting and burning. It was all very sick and I understood that my aunt had made my cousin do all that from an early age. And now, even though her mother was dead, she couldn't stop doing it. She was also very lost.

We kept trying to get her to open up to us, but it wasn't going very well. I ended up going to this weird house. The dude who lived there asked me for my help and I agreed to help him. Then, my cousin and her brother - also my cousin - arrived there. The first thing they did when they got there was to smile at each other. They said they could feel my aunt's spirit there.

It didn't make me feel good, but I shrugged it off. The dude told us he needed help to hide a body. That was when I realised he was covered in blood, and it wasn't his. I guess my promise to God didn't forbid me from hiding dead bodies, so I went for it. There were people outside trying to see us, they didn't know anybody was inside the house. So I got nervous they'd see me, but I woke up.

First dream i dream about being in a shopping:
-First i was with my younger sister, she was buying a hamburger.
-Then i was with Fran. He wanted to purchase a puzzle game. I stood by his side, probably i had to answer as well. Then i note that the ladies were just walking there.

Then i was on school, talking about Game of Thrones with Fran. Then he talks about it with another classmate called Mili. Then he just layed on the floor, to sleep. We were on a break. I was just sitting on a table talking with some classmates called Ro and Mica J. Mica handed me a brochure with ten points, and she asks me, remember these? I said yes, i do. The number 8 specially. I don't know what that brochures were but i seemed to know in my dream. Then a woman comes, she was interviewing groups. I didn't mind to go and get interviewed but i refused. So she appealed for kind of threats. She said, well i will have to call by names of the lists. It was actually the same, and i didn't care. She wasn't a teacher. Anyways she left with a group.

Then i find myself in a walking path/road in a forest. I was with two older guys. I was being chased and suddenly the chaser came. He was Salva's bigger brother. But he came out of prision, he was something like Sideshow Bob. I hid and the two older guys said they didn't know where i was. Then i was being tired of seeing that. I knew i was stronger, those enemies were strong too but behind my capabilities. So i came out and grabbed this guy by the neck.
Then i find myself coming out of a roof, from a house located in Hugo Salvai's shop. I came out of the window of that house, (it looked like a realistic dreaming scenario, i had high awareness but no lucidity) and the front yard had yellow flowers with healing powers. Immediately when i came down and stepped into the flowers i knew the powers of those flowers and adquired them as well. Since i was the first i was the only one that i could adquire them. Then i saw these people, now they were 2, were chasing me on a car. I run in the opposite sense of the street, with a great velocity. And i continue running. I didn't care if a car hitted me, i would jump. My velocity was about 40-50 km/h. After about 5-6 blocks i stopped in a cafe, next to a building, with the intention of jumping the wall and hiding in the building. I just crashed on that open cafe and went on invisible mode, so people in there couldn't see me. By that time i knew i was being chased and i heard some noises of Waking Life, so i knew i was dreaming. I suddenly woke up.

Dream 1 - Just thinking
It was less of a dream than just an internal debate and though process revolving around star wars and Anakin Skywalker. I was very intently just thinking about it and had some visuals but I noticed I was doing when I realized my alarm was vibrating next to me.

Dream 2 - Grudge
I really didn't want to write this down but I ended up doing it anyways >_<
I'm in my room watching a movie on a small TV with a DVD player (I don't have this in my room in RL). The movie is 'The Grudge' and it's pretty much in first person with me as the victim of the grudge. To make things worse the movie set resembles my room.. On one side of the room there's a hole in the wall, and the opposing wall on the other side of the room has a hole in it too. Things get pretty freaky as the main character goes insane and is imagining himself trying to stab another version of himself, but it's all happening in his head. I see what he's imagining first (it goes to 3rd person perspective now), I think there's another version of him and he's trying to kill him with a knife. The camera pans right then back left to the guy but now we see what's actually happening in reality. All we see is the hole and there's a hand coming out of it wielding a knife, flailing around wildly. The camera continues to pan left to the other side of the room where we see the man with his arm in the wall, he's consumed by raged. The movie ends and I 'wake' up, as if I had fallen asleep after watching the movie, had a dream about it and then woken up. I'm on the floor and I'm pretty scared, I had a blanket on me and it's pulled over my head, I don't want to take it off incase the grudge is there... I know that the grudge doesn't exist but I'm still scared. I think I'm trying to go to sleep but decide to get up instead. I head over to the TV and eject the DVD, it has 'How to Train Your Dragon' on the other side of the disk, yikes. I feel sorry for the kid who watches the Grudge by accident .

I had 2 other dreams which I thought I committed to memory but I can't remember them clearly enough to write about them

I SPENT OVER AN HOUR WRITING A DREAM JOURNAL ENTRY AND IT JUST CRASHES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In my last dream I was on a street (don't know which, perhaps what i recall of Oxford, in the way of a park aparted from the city) and i go to the corner to buy some tea. I ask the lady for some tea and she starts looking, as Oliver from Harry Potter would look for his wands. She comes with a box of tea and i say no, i want minted tea, so she comes with another box and it was of pills for the mouth, then she comes with another box and i say ok, give me those, it said something like "frozen ice", what would say in gum etiquettes. After that i stayed there, we were outside of the shop and we were talking about a field where she was, called "La Catalina" and she said that when she stayed there the environment was so peaceful that she had relaxed and increased her vibrations on the body to the point where she is very healthy. There was a small field to our side, with tall grass and i could note that there was good energy circulating around. I told her i was on that field too, i was on "La Catalina", the same street where you were, i even said hi to you (she is the neighbour) and you replied but didn't recognize me. It is a peaceful place i kept saying, but there were animals in my place, that made it a bit noisy, so it wasn't so relaxing after all. I then recall being there and running around the house (it was close to a river). When it became dark i went around a few more time and then came inside the house. I went through it and through probably a hall to a house in the back. There i found my grandfather brother, Daniel, which was cooking an Asado.

In my previous dream i was in the house of my father. There was a celebration going on, so there were many people. There comes a king and a queen and other important people. I bow down to salutate them, and i do it concentrated. Then someone asks me for a certificate of birth, so i knew i had to go and it get at the back of the house. I go there and there was already my grandfather and my younger sister going already. There was rain in courtyard and a dog there. I went inside the room and saw them using the computer.

After that scene i find myself on the streets going at the end of the street of my house, Maria Olguin, with a ghost car in front of me, a Fiat Uno, and a truck behind it which i was driving. That car in front of me had noone to drive it, and i was responsible for it, it just went becase the streets were going down, so it went because of gravity. I turned right at the end of the street and stopped. I stopped behind it, and it was surprising that it was well parked. There were some old people in the streets. An old man, probably 57 years of age and an old woman who looked like a young child of 7, but she was like 60. They were living on the streets because they decided to do so. They raised and traded some animals that looked like ducks but had a body like a mammal, it looked like this:



Then i think i find myself in cordoba, outside Patio Olmos, or somewhere alike. I see my cousin Jessica. She found a bag with a lot of recordings and some documents of great value to her. I think i felt jealous at that moment. Anyways i wanted to know about a girl that i have met before and lost her, and she had information of her so i kept by her side. She finds out that her mother has been transfering some money to other children so she gets herself angry and sad, she eventually leaves the house. My aunt was there with my mother. She left and she haven't said anything about this girl i liked. But my sister came and she said don't worry, she passed me all the recording. So i started listening the recordings. I would listen all of them, one by one. The first one was about a song. I remember that like 10 years ago i couldn't transfer music to my palm, so i just recorded it, and it appears that that was what she did. So i had to listen to that ugly music, until my father says "turn off that music" because he didn't liked it. I saw him and many others on the dining room. They came from the house where i was supposed to get the birth certificate. I asked them if we were going to play Cashflow, and everyone agreed. So i sat and the roles were given. Then something happens with a real cheese, that was part of the valuables of the game, and the roles changed. I was sitting by the side of Maester Aemon, but after the cheese thing the scenario changed and it was like the room of misteries of Hogwarts and we were playing on it. There was water rising and we save the game, just in case... (didn't know we could do that) and after that our team feels that our energy is dried and we are without forces to cast spells or to even grab people. There were a lot of people playing and we had to fight. I was one of the strongest players, and now i was not, but i kept faith, i had to be one of the strongest anyways. Before the game ended, i surely had to defeat like 5 players but in spite of the confidence i had i also knew i wouldn't make it. So i see at the end of the room that Draco Malfoy was heading away, already victorious. I wouldn't let that happen so i followed him, like on a win or loose mision. He went to a hall and he climbed up stairs, i almost had him. Then he enters the room (that place looked like the house of my mother at Bv Roca) and wakes up his mates. One of them looked exactly like him but was bigger. I knew i couldn't beat them, even though i was outside the old scenario and i was stronger already, so i escaped. I didn't go where i came, i headed to some stairs to my left and i went down. It was all dark, even when we climbed up with Draco, and that place was even darker. I went down and i hid myself on the basement. I didn't know that that was the place where they hid the dead people. I was terrified so i remained still, and i see that dead people began to move around. There begins the nightmare, which made like a full story i didn't actually experience but i felt the fear, i woke up after that. When i woke up i realized it was a nightmare so i wasn't that scared, but anyways there was a little fear remaining from the dream. As soon as i woke up i wrote down the dream.

Competition Night #2 Highlights

D and I started watching a scary movie because we thought it might be healthy to overcome fears. There was a man following all these women, including Vanessa. I was scared and could barely look because I knew the man had a creepy white mask on. Then he broke all of their necks. His mask was twisted so his mouth was int he eye hole. I wondered how he was seeing anything. He kept mumbling and whispering about necks and how much he hated them. Then he went into a house and I became immersed in the movie. I was a little girl that was home alone and I ran around the house trying to “break the necks’ of doors. Then I decided to grab a closet rod and I broke it in three so I could use it to defend myself. A climbed onto my bunkbed and into a trap closet I had, which would lead me outside. This wasn’t the first time this had happened, I was scared to go out because last time I got caught by the police and brought back home. Before I could get out I heard breathing and the masked man entered my room, pleased to have found me. He stared at me and I tried to whack him with my stick but it did nothing. I tried to bite his fingers and that also did nothing. So I begged him to just kill me and get it over with but he just laughed.

[Notes]:
- Used WBTB. The dream came in fairly late after I fell asleep.
- For the longest time I was trying to WILD, but I gave up. I'll have to ask about that!
- Had my first lucid FA!
- I also had a DEILD!? I guess!
- I'd been working on observing HI for a while that day, as well as the night before.
- I'm changing my format to one I've seen around a lot.

Lucid Non-Lucid Non-Dream

[Enter dream:]
So I walk into the new MPC room, and there's practically twenty-five people. Almost all of them are black, except for AI. I look around, and in anarchy people are kinda running around and showing music and stuff. I realize I'm late. TQ (who had a different name in the dream) was showing his newest trap beat to everyone, and it sounded pretty good. People were bopping to him, and he was doing great. My old chem teacher held me up as I did the Hotline Bling dance

Anyway, I eventually got up in front of the club awkwardly. I apologized for being late and said, "I always say welcome to my clubs," as I wrote on this neon blackboard. I wrote "Welcome" in chickenscratch and then some other gibberish about what we were going to do, then realized it was kinda illegible. I picked it up and showed it to a girl in front and said, "Is any of that remotely legible?" And she shook her head. I started to write *more* legibly on the real whiteboard, but I realized I was just wasting everyone's time with it, so I just turned around and started asking people what they do. I asked AI what he does (for some reason I associated him with an avatar of a cartoon eagle), and he cockily replied with some crazy technological thing. He had some contraption that was put together with a button on it... sounded like crap if I remember right. Then, there was this other kid who wanted to go. I asked him what he did, but he kinda had a hard time explaining. He played it. It was a video, but apparently he had overdubbed the speech or something. The bell rang and the club ended.

There was something about going to my old middle school, and meeting siblings of my friends. The dream fragments.

I'm out on the wall in my yard. There's this scrawny little pine tree on the middle of the hill that's not usually there. I go over to it, and then I hear something. I look over, and this little doe is charging me from the west side by the creek. I see it and it comes to me at full speed. It gets close and I freak out and crawl up the little tree. Halfway up, I recognize the nightmare feeling, and I fully realize that I'm dreaming. Just to make sure, I look at my hands, and of course I have six fingers on each hand.

I suddenly wake up from excitement. At this moment, I immediately tried to fall back into the dream. Guess what? It worked!

I'm standing next to the same pine tree. I look around, not lucid yet, and see something under my porch. Something big. It's a moose this time, with a full set of antlers. The fear sets in, and it begins to run for me. At this moment, I recognize the fear, and become aware. It was an achievement to finally be able to dive back into a dream. Call it a DEILD! The moose stands there, and I look at my palms. Again, I've got some odd number of fingers.

Suddenly, I wake up in my room. I turn on the light and look at my hands. TWELVE FINGERS!!! I suddenly realize that I just had my first false awakening. I continue to look at my hands as to stabilize the dream, but it barely works. I see my dog chilling out in front of my bed, looking at me. "Oh, hey, it's a dream character!" I thought. I remembered one of my long-time goals of asking for a joke, and did so. Then I just started hearing my own joke from my own head. It clearly wasn't a subconscious thought.

I woke up and felt relieved. This lucid was the best one I've had in months, and it's great to finally get back in the groove.

30.12.2015

I'm About To Die (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of a house with someone that looks oddly familiar, and it made me slightly melancholic over who it was, and what would happen later on. The atmospheric overlay of the dream was this blurry yellow that varied depending on the context of the dream, but things were still pretty realistic.

We’re navigating through a house, and we’re following someone who seems to want to sell it to us, or at least look around as prospective clients. I believe the person I’m with is wearing a yellow jacket with a dark orange shirt underneath, and some basic, blue skinny jeans. Her hair is tied up, and she seems to be fairly casual in her movements.

We’re at the backyard of the house, and I noticed there’s a map in front of us. It’s placed on top of this white stoned stand that’s maybe 3-4 feet tall. The color of the fences are brown, and there’s a few accessories outside, but I didn’t pay too much attention to them. I get closer to the map, and started to look at it, and it zooms in to where it’s covering my perspective in the dream. I can see all sorts of things from the bedrooms, the bathrooms, and just how spacious this house seems to potentially be for two people wanting to buy it.

I started to get weird sensations in my dream body that something ominous will happen. We decided to go inside quickly by opening the glass patio door with a black handle, and we’re finally inside one of the rooms that seems like a conduit to other sections of the house. The carpet seems to be this milky white color that’s saturated with the yellow/orange lighting of the house.

Naturally, one of us closes the patio door, and noticed one of the doors in front of us is moving sporadically near the golden-brown doorknob. She’s trying to reach out for the door to open it, but is hesitant, but gets tempted the more we have to wait. I’m standing still with my arms around my head looking at her, but not saying anything to her in fear that whoever is on the other side might hear us.

The tension augments, and her hand gets close and closer, but she keeps retracting. I hear doorbell ringing for a few times, but didn’t trust that this encounter would be friendly whatsoever. The girl unfortunately succumbs to opening the door, and out comes an entity wearing a yellow hoodie, and a Scream mask, and was at least 6’ to 6’ 5’’ tall.

I see their wielding something, and looks like it could be a long gun, shotgun, or even just a metal bat, but whatever the case, I started to panic. They look at the girl first, but I didn’t hear any gunshots, but I wasn’t able to even concentrate on her existence at all. I was more concerned over mine, and even though it was a dream, I could get over predispositions to want to assume a fetal position, and a state of helplessness. I just wanted to wake up, and even told the entity to just go ahead and do it. They’re looking down on me, but there isn’t an immediate reaction to shoot, or whatever mode of action of injuring me.

I just wanted to wake up…


Not in fear over what would happen, no, I'm not going to die in a dream. But more so of what happened to her, even if it may have been a symbolic representation of something else. Whatever it is, it's not good, and is probably something for me to be cautious for.

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30.12.2015

Running Away & The $120 Billion Dachshund (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream is convoluted in some circumstances, and this impression could be that I was shifting my perspective to other people, or something. I’m inside this grandiose educational facility that was revealed to be a rich, High School facility of some sort.

The first experience that comes to me is being inside of a dark room, but being able to see the auditorium on front of me through an open wall slit that’s about two feet in length, and 5-7 feet wide. I noticed that this area is probably the room for containing some of the musical instruments, and other accessories. I see that there’s some kind of function going on, but it doesn’t involve a lot of people.

There’s maybe 25-40 people taking a quick glance, and I noticed that I could be on show in front of these people. I can hear muffled sounds for a bit, and then it became a little clearer. The person outside of me would eventually have a Bill Nye type of visage, but there were several nuances later on that would make me think otherwise.

I feel that I need to escape this area, even though things seem peaceful at first. I just get a weird vibe that I should just get out of this place, but in a casual manner to prevent suspicions.

But, I go ahead and make a dash out of the room, and went to the left side of the auditorium to catapult myself upwards on the black set of stairs that stretch at least 50-60 feet diagonally. For some reason, I noticed one person sitting down casually with their arms pressed against the side of their stomach, and their hands coming together to clasp each other. He was Hispanic, bald, and had a thin goatee. He’s wearing a red worker shirt, and some black pants, and as I’m continuing to dash, he glances at me for a second in shock.

The audience seems to have their attention towards me now, but I didn’t care. I finally reach the top of a semi-dark room with a dim, white/yellow lighting on the top right side of me. As I’m preparing to plan my course of action, I figure that going straight down to the right was practical. At the onset of this, I hear someone telling me,

“Brandon, I have pictures from your profile/phone…” I stop for a moment with eyes wide open, and started to question if there was any inappropriate content, but I reconciled with myself once more that it’s nothing to worry about indirectly due to it being a dream.

I shifted back to being apathetic once more, but took a quick glance over to see the visage that matched the voice that declared this to me. It was a slightly obese, Hispanic female that I work with at the time with long, black curly hair. She’s wearing her worker uniform, and I’ll just nickname her MT for now. MT thinks said profession would have me tempted to give up, and she tries to look over when she’s like 150-200 feet away from me.

I continue moving forward, and notice more random dream characters show up, and all of them have realistic visages, and a believable existence so clear and crisp. I could see the detail of their shirts, the sub-surface scattering from where the white/orange lighting is the conduit in emitting it on their body.

For some reason, I think there was a rendezvous point to meet someone, but for most of the dream, it was me running for my own sake. I noticed other people were following me, but they weren’t after me, presumably. I continue running in varying degrees, and moving around in directions I can’t really have a mental map over. The first exit outside I see is to my right, and outside is just absolutely beautiful in spite of the bland setting the moment I step out.

For the first few 20 feet or so, there’s gray concrete along with some gray walls with no stylization to them; just a pasty looking appearance. There are a few fancy umbrellas in the middle of some tables with metal chairs stacked around them that were black barred, or had a gray metallic composition with some strong fabric for the seating and back rest.

I’m running, and aiming to go up, or down the stairs in this fairly long area of the environment. It leads to other areas inside, as if rooms were built underneath the natural landscape of the region that’s presumed to be a fall overtone.

At some point in the dream, I noticed there’s this girl that’s oddly familiar, and we’ll just nickname her AriW for now. AriW has her short hairstyle that seems to garner a lot of men her way to compliment, but this is just a characterization of her. She’s wearing this dark, golden leather jacket with this shirt that is a mix of red, orange, and black, and she’s wearing either light blue skinny jeans, or black ones.

She’s following me, and I felt a natural ease around her, but as I’m trying to escape, I noticed that she’s catapulting herself to latch onto my back. She starts to get obsessive towards me, and I can’t make out what she’s telling me. I just hear her giggles, and she had a strong resistance to hold me back.

I’m struggling to get her off of me, even though it wouldn’t have been difficult to continue running. Her bonding with me seemed way too strong, and it was an unsolicited one. I was going off of predisposition to deter away from her in spite of her attractive visage in waking life.

Unfortunately, in order to get her off my back, literally, I had to twist around, or something, and use my arms to grab some portion of her body, and throw her on the ground. She still maintains that fucking disturbing visage that I just can’t get out of my mind even after what I did to her; just an entity with no soul inside of her; like all she could do was have her eyes open, and the smile implanted into her visage.

The creepiness lingered on for a few seconds, and I reign in my sense of self, and managed to get out of this area. I noticed that I’m wearing a black shirt, and basic blue jeans at the moment, but the style may have fluctuated throughout the dream.


Now that this part was accomplish, the next event involves me looking inside that same auditorium, and this time, I think I’m in a spectate point of view where I don’t pay too much attention on whether or not I’m in my dream body. There’s this Plexiglas that’s rectangular, and is around 10 feet tall, and 15-20 feet wide. There’s someone inside that’s being treated like this circus freak for some reason.

Things become equivocal in the dream in relation to the context of what’s going on. There’s this bald man that’s wearing this fancy gray dress jacket and pants, and a red dress shirt with a white collar of some sort, and a jet black with a mélange of blue tie. He has this position where he is upright, and is blabbering on about the subject inside the Plexiglas container.

The person inside seems to be a dimwit; completely devoid of any cognitive ability that indicates that he has some kind of awareness over what’s going on. All he’s staring at is this thin bordered green rectangle in front of him that’s probably 12 inches tall, and 15 inches wide. There’s a holographic vibe to it, and the more he presses it, it emits this voom, woom sound that’s pulsating. He seems to enjoy doing this, and how he gets out is very contrived.

The man that was outside somehow got his way into the Plexiglas container, and was probably going to do some maintenance for either the person, or the container itself. There’s this piece of paper that has this small cut at the edge, and there’s random black font around it. There’s a green strip at the opposite edge of it, and for some reason, I think putting the piece of paper near the green rectangle can activate something. And I don’t know who’s doing it, but it’s being done, and there’s a gap that’s being opened up to where the seemingly incompetent dimwit is holding it, and maintains a position where his hands are holding both sides of the paper, and he bends his knees to where he dolphin dives his way out of the container.

He somehow runs and escapes, and everyone starts to panic a bit, but he’s no threat. The man that was inside quickly came outside to profess a manhunt for this individual. And he brings out some documentation, or check, and he professes that this “dog” is actually worth $120 billion dollars.

I zoom in on the check/documentation, and it’s at least $120,607,XXX,XXX. It looks like a cashier’s check now that I think about it more, and the guy is offering $50 billion dollars that would be divided in 2 if anyone can capture this individual.

I decided to dissipate from the environment, and felt there wasn’t much meaning to it at all.

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30.12.2015

Tutorial/Model Melanged Together (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m looking at a tutorial I made in real life, and navigated through the video only to realize I’m also capable of rotating the model at will.
Woah.

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30.12.2015

Wearing Underwear At The Shrimp Store (DILD)NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I and a few people have intentions to go out somewhere, specifically the shrimp store for something. I had a feeling it would be a section from a larger retail store similar to one I work at. It was nighttime in the dream, and things felt pretty realistic, but I had some assurance that it’s merely a dream. I noticed that I was paying attention to my body more without even looking at it; there was just these feelings coming out for me to pay attention to my body, but I shrugging it off.

We end up going inside the large grocery retail store, and proceeded to go to the shrimp store, presumably. We had to sit around for a bit, and the people I was with were probably gone. I noticed that as I’m lurking around the area randomly, there’s this guy that looks like one of my previous boss’s boss at another store that I’ll nickname Veg for now. He’s wearing a light blue dress shirt, and has the same bald spot as ever, and is looking at me funny like I’m doing something funny.

He picks up his phone, which prompts me to want to pick up mine, and I noticed that he’s trying to call me, but there’s some difficulty. So I get close to him, and tried to structure a query of what he felt was peculiar about me. He was on his laptop going through YouTube videos of Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds parodies, and had a playlist of “Things to say to Yu-Gi-Oh! Card traders” or something like that.

I see an image of Yusei Fudo in one of the thumbnails with his face at an angle towards the bottom left corner of the screen, and with the movement of his visage, it’s like he’s moving fast, or something with huge eyes trying to drawing a card for exaggerated theatrics.

Then, something came over me, and I realized that I was only wearing underwear, and maybe some long boots. I felt awkward, but the dream characters didn’t mind. I believe I called someone to tell them that I’ll be going inside the car for the time being until they’re done, which they didn’t mind.

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30.12.2015

Too Early For Work (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So, I’m inside a store again, and this feels like a continuation of the previous dream. It’s morning time, and I feel that I need to arrive to work around 11:15AM or so. I start doing things around the store, but nothing related to working at all. I’m walking around with a blue shirt, and brown pants, and I noticed a co-worker, that I’ll nickname ShaP, who tells me that they’re a little t
Naturally, I look down, and they’re kind of saggy, and don’t really feel tight at all. She starts professing other stuff in this trailing voice as if she’s really into me. I shrug this off, and get pissed off at her apprehension for personal reasons that I rather not talk about. I move on, and turn around to get away from her. Then, I realized that I work at 12PM instead, and quickly ran to the nearest person that could be in a similar position as I am.

I see it’s the short girl that should be a cashier in waking life, and she’s holding the iPhone with the scheduling for co-workers. I try to tell her about this, and she seems pre-occupied with things, or maybe is flustered with people coming towards her for help, and other inquiries. I try to tell her several times again, but gave up, and presumed she got it.

I go outside while feeling ShaP is still glancing over me, which is really different than the other dream above this one where I thought we were going to die. Ugh.

So, I go outside to my car, and decided to start it while thinking of where I could go for the time being.

Well!

Since I've last updated my DJ, I've only had one lucid dream. It was during a nap, which occurred after a night of only 4 hours of sleep. It was a few weeks ago. The nap wasn't long at all - maybe 25 minutes - but apparently it was still sufficient for my body to go into REM sleep.

I don't remember much about it now, due to poor note-taking on my part (hence why I've resolved to get better! see below). But what I do remember is this: Some other people and I were going to go into the "belly of the beast". We went inside the stomach of this monster. Inside, there was a whole world. Aside from a short period of time, it didn't really feel like we were inside of something.

There was a ghost inside one of the chambers. It was green and vaguely hominid, but cartoony. I remember it singing in a haunting voice. It came closer to me and grabbed me, but oddly enough I wasn't afraid. Just entranced. It started dancing with me, swirling me around this chamber inside of a beast, and I remember thinking there was something very beautiful about that. Apparently my heart was racing too quickly out of exhilaration, because I woke up after that. My body was still in sleep paralysis when I woke up, so I kept it there, not moving at all. I tried to go back to sleep, but despite being able to stay paralyzed I wasn't able to get to sleep again.

Then I had to wake up and take a final. D:
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Now I have resolved to get better. I've bought a new dream journal for my bedside - a 90 page spiral notebook. I had a mini composition book, and that was too small for me to record everything without having to turn pages in a sleepy fog. It didn't go over well. This one, though, is a lot nicer, and it has anchors on the front of it, so I can prepare to sail on the sea of dreams.

Last night's dreams are as follows. Unfortunately, they were all mild to moderate nightmares of some sort. -_- And they weren't lucid. On the bright side, I woke up after each and was able to record them!

1. I was with my dad at an airport (possibly - it was some sort of public transportation, most likely an airport). He was in a rush and getting angry at me for getting too slow. Then, I was with this other girl. (Never seen her before in real life) She was in a rush, too. I knew that she would also get angry if I was late. But I kept forgetting and dropping stuff. At one point, I lost a suitcase completely. She was getting angrier by the minute. There simply wasn't enough time for me to keep up with her.

2. I was living in this house/shack. There were a few people living there, supposedly the same religious faith as me, who were doing drugs in the house. (Drugs aren't exactly okay for my church!) One of them was a man. I don't remember who the others were. They spoke of a red-eyed ghost cat who lived in the basement of the house, but I didn't believe them until I went downstairs. And there it was, staring directly at me. Looked kind of like Bunnicula in cat form. I freaked out, hardcore. (This is funny because I actually love cats in the waking world. Just apparently not ghost ones.) Aaaand then I woke up.

3. I was inside of this large, white, tower-like structure. A green forest surrounded me. I was trying to get away from a group of "bad guys", as my sleep-fogged notes say. I am not sure why they were bad or what they were trying to do. It was very difficult, nearly impossible, to evade them. I somehow managed to lose my (left?) shoe and my insole to that shoe. It floated up into the air and I couldn't get it. My younger sister, standing on a platform a short ways above me, caught it and gave it back to me.

A few more things happened (mainly being chased) that are too fuzzy right now for me to recall. Then, someone made a joke about God and Adam (or some ancient prophet? idk) being converted to the gospel. That someone looked a lot like this guy Zach from back in high school (on my sports team).

I don't remember exactly when, but I believe that I woke up sometime during a chase scene.

And that's it.
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As an aside, I really hope this next semester doesn't kill me. -_- Last semester was exhausting and I didn't get enough sleep. This coming semester I'm only taking 12 credits, but I'm trying to apply for a major that only accepts 40-45% of its applicants, and I've got a lot of work to do in order to get my portfolio to an acceptable level. We will see what happens.

To anyone who may have actually managed to read this entire thing: Hope you have a wonderful day.

First dream

Made some MILD preparations before falling asleep.

I was in school. The place was a deformed mix of my current and previous schools. It was really crowded, and there were many persons I haven't seen for a long while. I was going to a classroom when one of the teachers stopped me. I haven't really listened to him, but he seemed angry for some reason. Then I sat on a bench near the classroom. My friend appeared shortly after, and asked me if I'm leaving school quicker this day. I immediately went to ask my older sister about it, but she didn't had time for me. I went to a cloakroom, and opened my locker.

I realised that this is a dream. I phased my hand through the locker as a RC, then I left the school. Going through doors out of school, I was teleported to a crypt. The way back was blocked by a wall, there was a small candle giving faint light. I could see stairs going upward. On the second floor I saw three different doors - to the left they were dark brown, and had small windows. I couldn't see anything through the glass. Doors in front of me were somehow nondescript, and to the right there were heavy, metal doors. It was really dark, so I said "Brighten up." and everything slowly went brighter. Suddenly it turned dark again, and I could feel someones presence. I saw red eyes appear everywhere. Something hit me in my leg and I started to punch and kick aimlessly, hitting something a few times. Then I woke up.

Second dream

My father got a call that someone wants to buy some resources. We took a car and drove to the city, to a spot whre we were supposed to meet with client, but there was nothing but fields.

in the war zone, perhaps more recent one in Afghanistan
a group of soldiers found a severed female head
they took the head as a prize
they died one by one
the last two remained soldiers decided to find two labours to dump the head and bury the head under ground
the ground was muddy
Sometime later (after the soldiers were gone), someone found the head again while digging underground
the dead eyes looked as if it were looking directly into their souls
so they ran
at some point later, a kid was inside the compound, inside of the house
and the ghost of that severed head was above him whom was lying on his bed
he was about to get woopydydoo!
then all of sudden
i was in another dream room in a more futuristic world.
all of the severed head were in her dreams
there was a doctor, her mother, a cage above which contained what it looked like severed head toy
they looked outside to see how the weather
nice sunny, futuristic looking landscape, buildings flying cars etc..