Nightmares
I notice I am seeing myself from the 3rd person now, I am tied to a lawn chair on the beach, next to someone else who is also tied to a lawn chair. My head is strapped to a palm tree behind me, and I have a cut in my neck. It doesn't look good. I appear to be having my neck slowly cut open. I don't want to scream because of the hole in my neck, but it seems like I only have one chance to get help. I let out a huge yell (still watching in 3rd person as I do this), and blood spurts out of my airway that has been cut open, not making much noise. The man behind the tree then swings his heavy knife, and in a few whacks, severs my head from my body. I feel sick to my stomach. As soon as my head is severed, my body starts pissing freely into the sand, no longer under conscious control. A guy nearby laughs at me because I'm peeing myself. My killer sneaks up to him, and shoves my head right in front of his face. Scared greatly, he now realizes why my body was peeing.
Undated: Winter. Saw someone breaking into cars parked outside. I quickly hid behind the curtains but I was not fast enough. He saw, started walking around the apartment building, looking inside windows. We started turning off lights, triple-checking door locks, closing curtains. Later that night: Some kind of pretty vial, said to contain LSD. We come from another dimension and brought it with us. August 4th, 2014: (word for word from paper) Several dreams, do not remember them all. One of them was lucid, involved, being given shots for being 'crazy' because I had trouble talking, not sure if this was toward the beginning or the end. Floated around to maintain lucidity when started to lose it, gripped a metal object. Felt it, it was so real, cold, etc. Woke up at 3:40AM. Laying in bed until after bf left for work. Fell asleep again around 7ish, in and out. Saw a taxi from the sky, it drove into a river. Then I woke up inside a taxi driving on the road (snow covering everything in both scenes). I asked "Where am I?" and a voice out of nowhere said "[Friend's Name Here]'s House." and I opened my eyes to my bed. Vibrations/being pulled into wild. (I guess I got lazy at this point because that was the end of the page and no more notes)
Updated 12-09-2014 at 09:46 PM by 71799
I think my dream was inspired by an action adventure video game because, except that it felt like I was in an alternate reality-maze of some type and I was desperate to return to the world I knew. The dream began with a boat trip that I planned to go on. Little did I know I was about to embark on a long and intricate journey into a past which I did not know. The boat itself wasn't the focus of my dream, but rather this stairwell within the boat. It was a spiral staircase which was a few floors in depth and it's doors led to all kinds of rooms. When I saw doors that led to places like a the inside of a department store and a school's outside lunch break area I couldn't believe it, it wasn't possible! I passed by these doors and opened one that led a street in a city where my parents are from. The street was busy with cars passing by and all the cars were old from the 1970's. All print from the signs and store shops were in that bubbly 1970's font. It was really bizarre, like I had travelled back in time. I tried to find my parents and walked into this department store that sold clothes and jewelry and lots of stuff. I asked a person in the department store to help me find my parents. The person agreed to drive me around looking for them. I kept seeing this sign hanging over the street with the words "TRAX" on it, not very sure what that meant but it was affixed over the street every few blocks. After travelling around and not finding my parents I returned to the door with the stairwell from the boat. I walked back up the stairwell and went through this door that led to a large cavern with a waterfall and rushing water like the one from The Goonies. There were monsters and obstacles I had to go through to get past the cavern, like from an action adventure game, even a boss at the end of the cavern. The whole time I had to be brave like Link and keep my fear at bay. The cave seemed so real, I could feel the wet and damp atmosphere like it wasn't a dream. At the end of the cavern was a door that led back into the stairwell from the boat. I went down the stairwell and saw a door that led into the inside of the department store from that 1970's town. All the lights were off in there, so I did not go in there. I turned around and went back up the stairwell to this door that led to my highschool's outside lunch break area. The door was hard to open, but it did open, and it opened through the back of a locker. These lockers were like large book lockers that all schools have, at least my high school had them, and they lined a wall near the lunch area. Well, I stumbled outside of the locker, from the door at the boat stairwell and the locker closed behind me. There were lots of people eating and they all looked up at me probably thinking 'what the heck?' I opened the locker and the door into the stairwell was gone. I started crying, like really crying because I was so happy to be safe afterall. Then I went back home around the corner from the high school to my parents house and there they were safe and sound. I hugged them and kept crying. Later we drove through town and then I saw the sign "TRAX" hanging over the streets. I don't really know what the dream means. It left such an impression on me that I thought I'd share it on dreamviews. Thanks for reading!
I'm driving away from a mall-like school. There's a feeling of emptiness surging through my veins and my head starts to feel heavy with thought. I can't understand why He would do such a beautiful and unbelievable thing then just walk away expecting me to function without him. It's as though he's insensitive to the sensitive. My mom sees me internally freaking out and coos, "Are you okay, Honey? In an instant I'm knocked off my pedestal by her voice. It's as though an angel swooped down from the heavens and slid into my mother's mouth and is seeping out in fragments of words. She looks at me blankly and I blurt out, "Oh. No. Nothings going on, what must you think such a think?" And I force a wide smile across my face. "No reason, Honey. How was the mall?" If only she knew what just happened. If only anyone know, especially him, I could come clean of all the mess I've made inside of myself. Days like this I miss being a child; a life without worry or possession, where my mind was as clear and vast as the summer sky and my heart was as fertile as sweet violets in spring. "It was all right." I'm sort of glad she's lost interest in my mall venture. I can't stand talking about it anymore. I look out the window as our car comes to a red light, and next to me is a group of guys in a Range Rover hollering out like wild animals. I can't quite distinguish what they're hollering about but something tells me I don't want to know. I make out one of the guys for being the best friend of my crush. I instantly shutter in my seat at the thought of him knowing and look away as fast I can. I know he doesn't know but something tells me he may. I mean, guys don't gossip as much as females; do they even talk about anything other than sports and hot chicks they'd like to bone and video games? Over my thoughts I hear the word crush and look over to my right and see all the guys in the car next to us staring directly at me. I now understand why deer don't move when in the focus of two daunting headlights. Why they'd rather sit and watch them pull closer. They can't move even if they'd tried. It's an act of utter shock and fear. My mom pushes forward and they turn the corner away from us. I'm flooded with relief when I look over to my mom. It's as though she knows everything. That this entire time she's been my guardian angel watching over every little thing I do. I turn away in relief and stare at the trees and rows of tiny houses. I hear a sound of music; like a flute or a clarinet in the distance. It pulls closer and takes me along with it. I try to figure out where the beautiful music is coming from when I turn to mother and notice that she's turn on the radio (DUH). I relax in my seat. I turn to my mom and as I'm about to speak she stares at me and her face stretches into a forced smile and her skin begins to sag then pull apart from her bone. She starts to turn inside out and her flesh becomes prominent and her eyes buck out of her head like she's accusing me of treason. She looks like she can see right through me, that she's reliving the memories of me walking around school trying to figure out which class He has and where and when to be just so I can see him for only a few seconds. Me in the bathroom crying because I'm too afraid to say a single word to him. The times in my room consumed with restlessness because the thoughts just won't stop pressing in. I plunge out of the car in embarrassment and watch as she turns to a tiny speck of dust. As I sit I try to calm myself of all the trouble that has befallen me. The process runs clean until I turn behind me and see the car with the piles of boys in it charging towards me, and again, I'm trapped in its light, unable to move. Before the car completely tramples me it stops and one of the boys emerges from it. He steps in reluctance and my heart begins to beat faster and faster with each step he takes. In any moment I could suffer from a massive heart attack, until he looks at me and reaches out his hand. His face is like a magnifying glass placed in front of a sunset. He looks so warm and reassuring, as though his face promises I long night of rest. I can finally breathe now. Time just seems to cease in these few moments and forever seems like an understatement. I begin to take his hand and start to feel myself coming back together, when all time seems to fall back into its place, in tenfold. Before our skin can touch, I'm drifted into another dream-like state in the middle a desolate field in the fruits of winter. It's freezing cold and my skin starts to fold like leather. I look down and the ground is a great sheet of ice and before I can't blink the floor shatters into tiny shards and I fall along with them, encased in their wrath and forced into a continuum of pain. I look below me and see nothing but what's above me and so on. Then I notice a flickering light. It starts as a tiny speck then builds into a gaping hole, the size of a world, and pulls me towards it. Within it is a picture of the guy I saw at the mall. The one who has my desires and fears in the palms of his hands. He's sleeping like a child whose fallen asleep during a bedtime story. I somehow find the will to swim towards him before he fades. But as I stroke he ebbs away, like sand in the wind. And before time and space can catch up to me, I'm thrown out of the existence of dream and shredded into reality.
Updated 11-25-2014 at 08:13 PM by 71606
Normal dream, lucid, Dream 1.) I was Ina room when I remembered that I was just in bed. When I became lucid though I just woke up. Dream 2.) I was doing mild, but fell asleep durring the visualization. However when I ended up in a dream I noticed some things from my visuilizarion for mild. This is when I became lucid. I'm at school ordering lunch and then I notice how nice and delicious the food is. I yell out that I'm lucid and go to take some food. When I do someone says that it will cost 2.50. I just simply reply with no, and I get to go by without paying. I don't remember the food, but I know that it was associated with breakfast. I go to sit down with my friends and ask one of them to get on of my friends. When he calls him his voice echos throughout the entire school. Then some other table across from us starts to talk with us.i then wake up from my mom telling me it's for school. I didn't go because I was a little sick. Dream 3.) my school goes on a field to New York City. For some reason some of the students are 20 years old even though I'm in high school. Everyone gets out to walk around and find their hotel room. I don't remember what happens next, but I find myself in a large green field with a small cabin. This is when it turns into a nightmare. As I'm out in the field some one I don't know just starts chasing me for no reason. We run around for a while untill he colapses to the ground. I walk Back to the house very scared. When I look out the window I notice the guy slowly limping towards the house. I decide to watch tv because I think that he won't make it to my house. By night time I look out the window and see it isn't trhere. Then he appears at my door and I close it. he pushes through the door and I push him down the steps. Then I woke up.
18.11.2014Sidling My Way Through a Demon Girl (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m trying to hide away from a girl that looks a lot like the one from the F.E.A.R. game series, albeit with more mannequin-esque features to her visage, and overall body composition. She’s wearing what could just be a long red dress, or maybe a red shirt with blue jeans, but whatever the case may be, she’s scary as hell. Her eyes are nonexistent, and there’s nothing but a black void for the holes of where her eyes should be. She has some kind of weird formation on her mouth, almost as if it was forced, carved, or sculpted on her, and it’s the only expression she can portray other than her eyebrow and other facial movements. I’m sidling against a wall, and I’m looking at myself in a third person point of view. A few inches from me is a red door that has a composition of an old-school telephone booth; the kind you would see from the show Dr. Who (TARDIS), but it’s just the style of it that’s imposed onto the door. She’s right behind this door, and I have a feeling she knows I’m very close to her. Her eyes are gradually glowing white, and I hear her slightly demonic voice intertwined with an innocent and girl voice informing me that she found me. I forget what I do next, but I do know that I’m literally bracing on the door she’s behind.
*sigh* Last night was pretty intense... while I've had (MUCH) worse nightmares, I woke up really scared. So I was running around what seemed to be an abandoned neighbourhood. I was extremely paranoid, was really sure someone was following me. Finally, I saw this house that was familiar to me. I entered it. The windows were huge (in fact, most of the walls were made of glass), so I kept throwing myself on the floor and behind tables and sofas just so that I could "hide". I wasn't really me, though. I was two people: a guy, who was all by himself; and a girl, who lived at that house and wanted to find her brother. I kept changing, sometimes I was him, sometimes I was her. Somehow, that made sense. While I was there, I kept getting my "stuff" ready: taking food, clothes and whatever else I could find that seemed important, like a first-aid kit, knives, bats and shovels to protect myself... then, I saw a group of "things" outside and hid. I was the guy, then, and suddenly I was a leader of my own group, who were all in the living room with me and hiding too. The "things" outside were supposed to be zombies, I think. But they were very much alive, they could talk and everything. While we were all hiding, the door opened and we all just froze. But it was the girl's brother. I was happy, even though by then I was just the guy and was no longer the girl too. So we all got together and realised we had to move. So we left the living room and the house turned into some sort of museum. And we could hear the "creatures" behind us. And then they were also in front of us. We were at this very weird, small corridor. It was actually a vertical corridor, separating two rooms. We shut the doors and started freaking out, since we couldn't go back, couldn't go forward and they'd find us sooner rather than later. There was a window really high, so we decided to climb up and run away through it. I went first, as the leader. As I opened the window, I could hear a meeting of the creatures. They were kind of having a cult. I realised we were right next to a building of theirs and they had soldiers around the whole perimeter. One of them saw me and offered me a chance to join their cult and be one of them. I let myself fall on my back and told myself "I give up. There's no point in living anymore and I want to die now". I never fell on the floor, my body was floating, but moving backwards, and I was followed but nothing but whiteness. I felt light and I knew I had died. I woke up scared as hell. This was NOT even that scary, considering the dreams I usually have, but... for some reason, I woke up completely freaked out. It took me almost an hour to fall asleep again because my heart was racing. I fell asleep again and now I was in this weird... place. It was like a city, I think. Everything was destroyed. There were people starving on the streets. I had a friend with me (no idea who he was, but I trusted him) and we knew we had to go to another place. We found my car. We got in really fast, but there wasn't enough fuel inside of it. Two guys showed up and told us they could help us. We didn't want to talk to them, but they kept trying, telling us we could use the electric part of the car to make it work. Which makes no sense. However, in the dream, it totally worked. So, the only thing they asked in return was for us to take them with us, because one of the guys was looking for his daughter. He was old already, so his daughter was already an adult, but he hadn't seen her ever since she was a child. Since my friend and I didn't have a destination, we just wanted to get the hell out of there, we accepted it. After a while, I was walking on my own. No idea how that happened. I found lots of dead people everywhere, they looked terrible. As if something had eaten their skin from inside. There was a lot of blood too, as if they had pissed and pooped all of their blood. One of them was the guy's daughter, I was sure of it. As I looked around, I learnt (no idea how) that she had gotten sick and died in nine days. For some reason, I knew the guy was sick too, so I had to find him because I knew he had very little time. As I was running, I ended up in another town. It was a crazy place. There were lots of buildings where navy people would stay for a couple of days and everybody was there for either sex or drugs (or both). I kept looking for the old man to tell him about his daughter. A woman stopped me and told me I could leave my backpack at her place. I think she was a prostitute, but she wasn't trying to seduce me or anything, she was honestly being nice. So I thanked her and left my things with her. I got at the end of the "avenue" (on one side of it, there were only buildings; on the other, it was the ocean) and I knew I wasn't supposed to be there, but I saw my friend keep going, so I did the same and it was fine. But then, I entered another type of museum. There were bathrooms there, but they were kinda in the open. Still, I had to pee, so I went there. I sat down and put my hand in front of me, so that the guard couldn't see that I didn't have a penis. He was suspicious of me and wanted me to leave immediately. I got up fast and left. I went out again and the old man was too sick and dying. Woke up, fell asleep again. Fragments: I had to run away and I was in my car. I kept driving around cause I was a bit lost. I found my family. My dad wanted to drive the car even though I was the one driving. I got mad. There was also some weird stuff about a field on fire. I was at this apartment that I dream about all the time. It looks a lot like my grandma's. My parents were there and we had to go fast because... I dunno, random emergency. It was serious and we had to run away. So I was packing my stuff. My dad showed up and he was like "we gotta go, I'll take your backpack already" and I freaked out cause I still had more clothes to take with me. I told him to take that one and I'd be there soon. My dad said okay and left. My mum found me and started complaining about the clothes I was taking with me. I told her it was the apocalypse, not a fashion show, and I just wanted to be comfortable. She was still complaining. And that was it.
Black: Non-dream Blue: Non-lucid Red: Lucid Dream 1 - Choose a dream (3:09am) Vaguely remember this dream, something about choosing which dream I wanted to go into next, there were sheep involved and I think someone I knew was playing a guitar and the started playing a song that I've been learning, but they were showing off about it or something. Dream 2 - Fish & Chips I'm walking through my hometown at night, I'm in the parking lot and I see my friend D. He seems to have a job at the local fish and chips shop, he offers to make me a meal but it wasn't fish and chips, it was like some crazy dessert pavlova-look-a-like that was super extravagant and exotic. Dream 3 - WILD (closest thing I've had to a WILD success) I'm trying to go through my SSILD cycles, I start to notice a WILD transition come on (vibrations and hypnogogia). I try not to focus on them too much like I did the other two times this is happened to me (which I screwed up >_<) and nearly lost it at one point. But then I realized I could egg the vibrations to intensify by using my jaw, tensing it or something. The vibrations intensify to an extreme level, my jaw is buzzing and grinding and vibrating so much the I feel like my tooth is about to break. I make it to the dream, but as I do this my tooth shatters. I think "Oh ****, my tooth!" My first instinct was to wake up, so I do this and hop out of bed, I spit the tooth into my hand, I can feel the missing slot in my mouth where my tooth was... I stare at the tooth in my hand in disbelief... I wake up. I had been in a false awakening
November 11, 2014 UGh. This was NOT a fun dream. This is the first time I've had a lucid nightmare... I was walking in the mountains outside my Big City, with Zukin and my brothers. We had decided to go camping or whatever near the top of one of the peaks. (I think it was to the northeast of the city, based on the general feeling I had, though I'm not positive) The place was weird. It had a jungle-gym-like entrance (it was either a rope tunnel upwards to the second floor, or something), but there was also a normal entrance near a picnic table. The house thing went into the rock-wall behind it, which was way cool. I was sitting on this picnic bench with the others, and looking around. There was a balcony-type veranda thing behind me and to the right, which I liked to sit on. To my right, which was downhill, the driveway thing slip like a wishbone to make a sort of turn-around where it met the road. To my left, which was further up the hill, there were other houses or something. It went around a left-turn and we couldn't see what was past this area. We acquired some guests, and there was a point where I could see a parking lot in the city, where I knew one of the people we were expecting was leaving from. So I knew when they left. None of us had cars apparently, so we were kinda stuck (I iguess we could walk there, but we could only drive away). This guy came leaping past us (like in John Carter) and he was about to leap right over the house and onwards, but we convinced him to stay. It was here that I sort of had the feeling I was dreaming, but I didn't do a reality check. Then , the person we were expecting arrived; it was my ex. Then I knew I must be dreaming, because A) we don't talk much anymore and B) he's living on the other side of the country haha. I looked at my hands, and realized I was dreaming. But it really wasn't a very high level of awareness. That's when I started getting a bad feeling about the place. There was a beautiful sunset, and good company, and an amazing house to stay in for the night, but I couldn't shake this slightly bad feeling. It got worse as the sun set more (and, knowing my dreams, sunsets/darkening of the world in general are beautiful but a bad sign) It seemed to be in a perpetual state of sunset, though for the most part. Then a car drove past, coming down from the mountain. When I looked in the windows, I could have sworn I saw creepy-ass ghoul faces staring at me. I blinked, and there was a lone man in the driver's seat. The car went down to the rode, and ended up turning around to come back up. The driver unrolled his window and asked the guests we'd gathered if they wanted rides down the mountain. They all readily agreed. Watching them leave, packed into that little sedan, was like watching my own death or something, for some reason. I was suddenly vary anxious, and said to my brothers, ex and Zukin, "Let's go inside... like now." They all nodded and got up to go inside, but I had a little makeup bag filled with various kinds of sweets, mostly chocolate. As I picked it up, my hands were shaking so much that I dropped it and the sweets rolled all over the place. I grew even more frantic, and told them all to wait for me. The only one who wasn't inside yet was my big brother, who was stepping inside the door. I stammered, "Wait B don't leave me out here you need to WAIT!!!!" (the last word was shrill, cracked, hysterical) I was on my hands and knees trying to gather up the dispersed sweets, barely able to put them back into the bag. My brother stopped, turned, and came to help me. He asked me what was wrong, but all I could get out was, "I don't know. I'm scared and I don't know why but I'm so scared!" I was still shaking so much I couldn't even pick up chocolates anymore. He picked them up and helped me put them back in the little makeup pouch, but at this point I was covering my ears and rocking back and forth, and my eyes were shut so tight it hurt. He asked what was so important about the sweets and what was wrong, again. I didn't even know. "I DON'T KNOW. I'm just so scared. I don't know why and I hate it I hate it I really, really hate it..!" There was a swooshing sound and I screamed at the top of my voice. Then I woke up... I RC'd about 15 times, using various of the methods to be sure I was awake It was only 1:40 am. For the next hour at least, I was just laying there, still very edgy. I was convinced my room was haunted, that there was something looming over me. Every time I closed my eyes I could see it; It was wrapped in some sort of cloth, almost like a mummy mixed with a zombie, but it had no face, and didn't move an inch, ever. I could sense it and hear it, in a really weird, disconnected way. There were also some noises. There was a scratching once, and a clang another time, and then a thump around half an hour after I woke up... Could have been anything, but I was convinced there was something evil in my room, and so it was very hard to fall back asleep.
Traversing a rocky landscape with a friend, we descend a slope, scramble past some boulders and find a massive hole. Hundreds of feet wide, it has no apparent bottom. My friend urges me to taka closer look to see how deep it is. Nearly slipping on the steep rocks in the dark, I amble my way closer until I am right near the edge. With a flashlight, I attempt to light it up to get a sense of its size, but this doesn't work. I step even closer, dangerously close to the edge, and risk my life to look forward inside. Far down below, what seems like a mile, I see Buddha Avalokiteshvara run past, glowing with radiant white light. Wishing to be closer to Buddha, I jump into the massive hole. Landing on the bottom, it is a labyrinth of cave tunnels, filled with demon beasts. Most of them are asleep, but those immediately next to me are awakened by my mere presence. I run before they fully awake, but the caves are thick with demons, hardly even a gap to step my foot. I know Avalokiteshvara is in here somewhere so I call out his name continually as I run, waking up a massive horde of beasts, just at my heels now. I reach a large chamber and am spontaneously armed with a gun. I shoot many of these demons and free up some space, but countless more keep coming. I shoot to keep them at bay rather than to kill, partly out of compassion, and partly to save ammo and time. Even so, my situation starts to look hopeless as I am losing ground against them, even as I run and shoot like the best gunman who ever lived. My meditation teacher appears around the corner where I expected to find Avalokiteshvara, and at the same time as daylight quickly dawns. He is operating a flying robot, built by google, using facial recognition software, motion sensors, and laser cannons. This machine easily obliterates all the hostile creatures in an instant. I only notice it now mopping up the few stragglers who run at us from around the corners. Really confused by all this, I notice that I feel more peaceful now that I'm not running for my life. But those demons... Were they living beings or just personifications of something abstract?
Updated 11-10-2014 at 05:43 AM by 19229
Guiding someone along a path, I send them around a river as I navigate the rocks and earth in the middle wearing waterproof boots. I slip and fall in the icy water up to my waist, feeling the water get in my boots. Happy they are dry, I ignore the accident and we move on. Reaching an adorable old city made from red stones, we take a break to eat. Many meditators are also relaxing here for a lunch break, having a good time together. A woman tells us all that it's time to go back for the next meditation, and we all get up and start walking along the road. I follow them this time rather than taking the cold river pass. Suddenly, I am somewhere else almost like a time traveler, but without the continuity, rather a gradual fading out and back in. I think it would be nice to go back to that town from earlier, and set out down the road toward it, this time in the evening. I find myself on a longboard, and enjoy the ease of travel along the flat road. As I approach the town, I see it is now fenced off, and a van is parked just inside a chain link gate. I roll closer and some people see me. They are doing something that would upset others and cause trouble if more people knew about it. To protect themselves, they try to kill me in case I might tell someone. Quickly turning around, I kick off fast and tuck into a speedy position on the board. Despite going uphill now, I manage to gain speed just through willpower as I outrun those guys in their van. I turn down a dark road, and lose them. Hopefully for good. A guy approaches me as I am looking at dark places to hide along the road - in a tree, next to a fence, etc; and he tells me there is a key to the car right underneath it, and points to a car in a nearby parking lot.
I lie in my bed recalling my former dog in my previous dream. I think about how dogs and cats have been the monsters of my nightmares for a long time now but this one seemed calm and at peace. I hear something moving in my room and look around. Shit! It's a dog, my sisters Chihuahua mix, Bella. I feel a sense of fear. I know this is not good which makes me even more anxious and fearful. My anxieties have anxieties! The dog runs around the room like the Tasmanian devil. She approaches me and bites off my left hand! I wake up. I lie in my bed trying to go back to sleep. Somehow I start thinking about cats. A cat quickly fades into my vision and attacks me. As I wrestle it, I recall that dream characters are like puppet characters, our emotions being their strings. I hug the cat and try to feel love for it. It's getting smaller! It's working! I put it down and start to walk away but the cat quickly transforms back into it's original size and aggression. I hug it and feel love for it again until it was just about gone. I walk away again. With no cat following me this time, I gleefully go to the backyard at nighttime and jump up to fly. I turn my attention to the basic i TOTM, jumping into a pile of leaves. I look down to look for leaves but instead see dogs following me. Dozens of dogs. Big, black, labs and great danes. I hope they don't fly up and attack me. Thankfully they see something else that interests them and run away. I look around again for leaves and spot them. Lots of leaves! Multiple red baskets full of leaves on a lawn. It's so perfect! I land and look and start to approach the leaves. I wake up. I'm in a classroom. A former crush of mine, a short blonde girl, is leaning back on me. I'm okay with this, just trying to go with the flow. The teacher calls out, "Girl, you'd better pay him! Without him, you'd fall on the floor!" The teachers attention turns to a student who doesn't have a desk. I stand up, forgetting about the girl, and offer my desk, again trying to be polite. Standing up, I realize I don't have any pants on! I look around, trying to recall where they were...I wake up.
Finally had a lucid dream after WILDing! It was short though, but I did it The "tornado" dream was the lucid dream. The horsebackriding dream was non-lucid, but it was kinda fun anyway. __________________________________________________ _____________________________________ 1: I walked on a footpath, in a housing development. Everything was blurry, so immediate I rubbed my hands and shouted: "Clarity now!". I was aware all the time, and decided to try flying. I just jumped, and didn't focus on the ground. The only thing I was thinking, was the air. Well, it worked. I tried flying like Superman and just flied into a different dream scene. I landed on a beach, and suddenly there was some other persons in my dream. DC's. Something wasn't right, because I heard some loud sounds from the sea. And then I saw it - a giant tornado was coming (saw the "Into the Storm" movie last night, haha, I think that's the reason). But i had superpowers, so that was no problemo haha I simply raised my hands, and wanted the tornado to disappear. And, yep, it did. Then, I jumped high in the air and into another dream.. 2: I was with a friend, she said that she had to go to her riding lesson. We went there together, and I sat playing audience. But, she didn't ride on a horse. She rode a white, small, fast goat, and jumped around the area. It was kind of funny to watch, because she fell of the goat and the goat just ran around. 3: Had a nightmare too, but I can't remember the details. All I can remember, is that I ran from someone in a dark forest.
Okay, so since I haven't been updating my DJ this past month (I've been recording them in my journal, but not getting them online), I'm going to just pack this post with the more memorable dreams I had in October (which really is most of the dreams I had in October D: dry-spells and stress suck)... Most of them will be short, and there aren't that many of them. September 27, 2014 I was with Zukin and we were going to a party. There was a huge line, so we were assuming it would be amazing. It was a slightly... different... party: The cover charge was 5 cupcakes. Once the cupcakes were inside, they were put on a buffet and everyone could pick whatever they wanted to eat. We got in line (I'd seen a bunch of my cohort enter ahead of us) and no one got in line after us.... we thought we were in the wrong place, or that it was over or something. When we reached the door and entered, we were shocked and dismayed to see three middle-aged men playing SSBB in a living room. "Uhmmm... hello?" I called. None of the middle aged men moved, but a woman came around a corner and called us to a door to the basement. There was lots of cupcakes and burgers and shit. There was a little kid and we went back upstairs and there was some guy ranting about the "DAMN BIBLES holding up the line!" Zukin turned into a dog and was hanging from the ceiling in a little harness thang. September 30, 2014 Zukin and I were looking for a new place to live: We had been living in the west building of an apartment complex, but we wanted to be in the better north building because the locks were more secure. Zukin had gotten a new room, and her mom was helping her move in. She told me there was one free room in the suite she'd chosen, and so I went to the office to see about getting that room. While I was waiting for the paperwork to go through, there was some kind of circus play thing... it was a bit creepy. It made the apartment complex look like it was owned by the mafia... At the end everyone got out of their seats and rolled on the floor instead of clapping... When I got to the suite, it was a white hall with some doors on each side. The open room was the one at the end of the hall, right next to Zukin's room. I opened the door and it was amazing. The room was so well lit, and it was HUGE. The previous resident hadn't yet moved all of her stuff out... there was a note that said something like: "Remember to get your passport updated, otherwise you'll LOSE your apartment and have to renew by MAIL and wait WEEKS for it!" I looked around my new room; it had pretty high ceilings and it was nice and spacious. There was an attached bathroom, and I THOUGHT there was just a closet in the corner but there was actually another whole room behind there. It was almost like a Narnia closet, or something. The other room had ceilings that were twice as high as a normal room's, and in the corner across from hwere I was standing there was a beautiful old round window-seat room and stained glass. October 03, 2014 I was on some sort of game-show; my Mentor Teacher was the host, and my friend and I were the final two contestants. I lost, and then got word that there was some sort of crazy pervert on the loose in the building. There was an intermission before a second half of the gameshow, and I took that time to go look for the pervert. I walked all around the building, and saw some double glass doors with a smiley face spray painted onto them... I went to the upper floor women's bathroom because I had to wash something off my face (can't remember what it was). I was in the corner of the bathroom, by a window, and when I turned to leave, I noticed there was someone just standing in the stall closest to me. I suspected they were the pervert, so I was being really quiet trying to sneak up on them, but then my Lit professor busts into the bathroom, goes directly to the stall, and kicks the door down like a badass, then full-body tackles the pervert, yelling "YOU DAMN PERVERT!!" It was so fucking intense and hilarious in hindsight, now that I know that professor more. I sometimes still giggle randomly when I remember that dream in the middle of class, hahaha! October 04, 2014 I had gotten on a bus to North campus, but it went out of service at a random stop, and I ended up getting on a bus I THOUGHT would get me home. I got stuck at the End Of The Line in the middle of the night, and had to sleep in a coffee shop nearby. There were a shit ton of tiny gold and silver spoons and little cups used for measuring out specific coffee ingredients. One of the baristas was showing me how to mix this special drink for one of the customers. This dream kinda merged into another dream where I was now an employee of this coffee shop. I was a 13 or 14 year old boy, and I got stuck in this big globe above the coffee shop one day, while we were cleaning it. So I basically had to live in the shop, and the coworkers would bring me food and keep me company. Apparently everyone else could get in and out, but I was stuck? One morning I got bored and was singing a song about being old with gray hair and a lady-killer? I realized I was singing and hoped no one was there, but one of the girls who worked there had heard me. Awkwaaaarrrd. Anyways, this girl kept visiting me often and seemed to like me, but there was a pervert stalker who also worked there that was obsessed with her. One day, she had come up and was sitting next to me, and that stalker got jealous and violent, and cast a spell on us that made us booth TINY. Like mouse sized. He kicked me to the window and was about to hurt her, too. I notices my coworkers arriving for their shift, outside, and tried to yell "HELP!!" But my voice was also tiny, and they could hear me. I yelled as loud as I could and my voice was cracking, so I banged on the window, hoping they would hear it. They didn't, so I grabbed a bottle that happened to be next to me, and somehow pushed the window open. I smashed the bottle on the windowsill, and they looked up, and I could tell from their faces that at first they were confused, and then knew something was wrong and started running toward the building. Then I woke up. October 12, 2014 I was watching five or so movies with Zukin, at the house I grew up in. I can't remember any of them, but I know they were all either depressing or gruesome. The last one was way too quiet; we kept turning up the volume and it was never getting any louder. Zukin and I were cuddling on the couch, and we decided to give up on the sound for that movie and insert our own dialogue. I had to get up from the last movie because I could feel something stuck between my teeth and it was bothering me. I went to the bathroom to find some floss, but couldn't find any. I used my fingernail to dislodge the stuck whater-it-was, but it turned out to be one of my fillings that came loose. I accidentally pried it off and then all of a sudden my mouth was filled with lots and lots of bloody teeth. I kept spitting them out but they never stopped. There were even some in my throat and up my nose. They kept appearing like saliva, materializing from glands and growing while I spat them out. I had two handfuls (like BIG handfuls) of bloody teeth and there were still a few more, though they seemed to be slowing down at that point. All the teeth were bloody, and a lot of them weren't even human teeth. One of them was a horse tooth, and there were some teeny tiny shark teeth, too. I was paranoid that one of the teeth in my and were my own teeth, but I felt around with my tongue and they were all intact. I tried to wash the teeth in my hands, but the blood wouldn't come off, no matter what. I got freaked out and tried to wash them down the drain in the sink, and turned on the disposal (even though it was the bathroom and it wouldn't have a disposal). I kept spitting out blood, so I was rinsing my mouth with water and spitting it out, over and over, though there was always a lot of blood. I spat one more time but apparently I had woken up because I actually spat (or more like dribbled saliva I had unconsciously gathered to spit out) all over my pillow, haha! October 19, 2014 Something about having a large, blue, wooden llama, and slipping it through a window at Denny's to save the table I wanted to sit at... I went in and just walked to the table, but a waitress told me I had to wait to be seated. I requested the table with my blue llama at it, and I remember looking around anxiously to make sure nobody had stolen it or taken the table. October 24, 2014 I was in a band of misfits at a boarding school of some sorts. There was a school-wide skit competition and we somehow won, with a play about the Hulk and his doll. I was the doll in the play. We suddenly were very popular with the whole school and the "popular guys" all wanted to date me. They even let me ride in their banana car. (apparently those are things) There was some kind of disaster while we were gone, and years later we were walking around the campus and things were still exactly where people had left them, it was very eerie. October 31, 2014 I was at home, and I apparently had a boyfriend who would sneak in my room at night, and then we would sneak out and do kinky shit in the woods nearby. My room was a lot bigger than it really is, and the walls were smart-walls like the one in the Hunger Games, that could show any scene you wanted. I was pissed though, because I found out the wall I usually liked to have wasn't free to use anymore.
So just a little back story: Almost a month ago I swear I thought I saw the silhouette of a spirit. Before I could text my friend and former heart ache about it, I already had a message on my phone from her stating that she thought she saw a ghost. We are both intensely rational people who don't normally say things like this. I was utterly freaked out. I finally fell asleep, and when I did, and I woke up within my friend's spirit. I arose from her body, and I could sense her arise from mine. We swapped places. I could see her house. As I tried to break away from her body, I felt my own spirit being consumed by some demon holding her own hostage. It felt like I was consumed by acid, and my life force was being sucked away in my attempts to rescue her. I woke up gasping for breath and didn't sleep for the following 72+ hours.
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