nightmare

I am in an Antiochian Orthodox church service, sitting by all by myself in a wooden pew. The sanctuary is wide, ornate and well-lit. Like any Orthodox church, the iconostasis behind the altar is teeming with images of Mary, the saints and Jesus Christ in stages of his ministry. It is right before the Eucharist, the time when the clergy shuffle down the center aisle waving their incensed lanterns.

As the clergy passes, the bald, stout man in the pew in front of me turns around and stares at my forehead. I am too taken aback by this sudden attention to say anything. The man initiates small-talk, asking me questions about myself and why I decided to visit this church. I tell him about myself - or at least try to - but he always brings the conversation back to his interesting life and all his original and wonderful theological views. In the middle of his ranting, I suddenly notice a very disturbing feature on this man's face.

Whenever he opens his mouth, an obsidian, mouth-shaped slit opens up on his forehead and talks concurrently to whatever he's saying. It's exactly the shape of his real mouth but miniaturized. I think I can spot some miniature rows of teeth in there as well. A clammy uneasiness trickles through my body. I feel like my reality has been shattered by this two-mouthed man.

Before I can think too critically about the physiological impossibility of all this, I convince myself, I shouldn't judge; I'm sure he's really a nice, normal guy.

Next thing I know, I am at my parent's house. I stroll into the kitchen for a glass of water and instead am greeted by this two-mouthed man. He is sitting expectantly with his hands folded on the kitchen table.

How did he get here? Will he follow me around for eternity?

In shock, I try to think of something to say. Eventually, I ask him, "Do you like the house?"

The two-mouthed man replies, with the fissure in his forehead aping every word, "I ought to. I built this place, after all."

I am surprised, stunned and very creeped out.

~End Dream~

Hello

I had some dreams today again. It's the second day i use B6, and i also got a Lucid this night!

First normal dream:

It was somewhere near a river. It looked like a desert but people lived here. There were 2 mans that was the headcharacter in this dream. They didn't believe in God. ( I do) And i did miracles in the dream to show that God exist or whatever, and the first man believed. But the other saw what i did and was sad O.o

Second dream:

There were 2 girls. They searched for another missing girl in some kind of sewer. I did a miracle there aswell and the missing girl appeared. One of the girls got superpowers for some reason..

Third dream:

Was somewhere above the sewer that the girl was in. This was a lab or something similar, and there were people inside that was blocking the main doors from people trying to get in. They tried to hide something and i was there aswell, when the "bad guys" successfully entered it got a nightmare, and i ran. At this moment i got lucid! And the guys disappeared. I was lucid for some seconds, i tried to find the guys lol.

Hey nice I made it to April neat

uhhh hm let's see I'm not super happy about last night's dream because it was so dark but I guess I'm putting it down anyway. the nice thing was that although it had some disturbing content and I didn't know it was a dream, my mental state was still pretty ambivalent about the whole thing.

Spoiler for icky horror things:

Dream - YT Let's Play + Wicker Man, I guess?
aiight so the main setting of this dream was that I was watching a horror let's play on YouTube, so practically the whole thing was third person. The main character was this incredibly unfortunate little boy and the bad guys/monsters were a bunch of women on an island (so like The Wicker Man, pretty much).

Uh man I don't even remember that much except all the terrible stuff that happened. I suppose the sequence of events was something liiike...

(1) The horror game's entire premise abruptly devolves into "let's watch this boy get sort of ritualistically tortured by crazy people". I remember he was in some odd dark torchlit room with some powerful male guy leading the whole ritual and a bunch of female subordinates carrying out other stuff. I don't quiiiite remember what happened except for the part where the kid, already injured in some way, was standing there looking up at the (very tall and shadowy) male leader guy in horror, and then looked down to see that his left foot had been cut off in the middle of his shin, so quickly that by the time he looked down it was already gone. And he was just standing on one leg. Or something. And that was pretty much just the latest in a long list of things that had already happened but those have slipped my memory OH WELL 8)

(2) Dreamed my (old) cat Mitsie was in the horror game engaging in typical Mitsie shenanigans: that is, doing the thing that you don't want her to do, and running away when you try to get her to stop. In this case, she'd found that chewing on some kinda poisonous gel capsule gave her a nice high, but it was probably also killing her. Some girl who wasn't me (but who I think I was controlling) kept trying to stop her, and had to chase her around because Mitsie was pretty adamant about this course of action.

(3) Back to the kid again. It had now been firmly established that he was at the mercy of the Wicker Man-esque ladies, trapped on the island, and basically totally screwed. It was also apparent that whatever they'd been doing to him wouldn't or couldn't kill him. He may have had advanced healing powers which is basically a must if you're going to vacation to that island, apparently.

Uhhh *thousand yard stare* right yes so then the last bit I think I can remember was that two women were torturing him again, saying that there were two things in his chest that they were going to remove, and their surgery tool of choice was a file. They were going to cut two squares in his chest/stomach just by rubbing the file against his skin until it cut through, which would make one line, and they'd need like eight of those *waxes mathematical*. Even though it was third person I could sort of feel it as they started. So uh. Hm. Yeah that's about as much time as Imma dedicate to recording this.

30.03.2014

Persuading a God while He Tries to Kill Me, Balloon Giraffe, Green Squares of Death (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside of an educational facility, and apparently, there’s a news station crew that broadcast that it’s dangerous to try and enter a certain room because criminals are inside of it. I had the intention of going into the office way before this announcement, but now, whatever plans I had were delayed.

The “criminals” come out, and there’s an outbreak. People are screaming, panicking, and running for their lives. I can’t really see the criminals that well, because everything felt like a rushed blur, but the dream shifts to where I eventually get outside.

There’s a balloon giraffe that’s probably 300-500 in the air, and as for the actual height, at least 50 feet or so.

It apparently has the ability to summon large light green squares, and can mentally break them apart into smaller cubes, and they’re all being directed to me. This ends up being a dream where I just run for my life, trying to use whatever I can in the environment while gradually developing an escape plan, other than to wake up.

I can feel my back tingling constantly in this dream, and even though it gets annoying, along with the head pressures, it helps a lot with avoiding the green cubes. I already know I’m at a major disadvantage since the floating giraffe can move about anywhere, and can get a quick aerial view of where I could be at. I couldn’t cover large distances, so my general tactic was to hide in buildings while peeking to see if the giraffe is off looking at me in the other direction.

But it seems that as long as the giraffe can locate me, the green squares’ composition can be manipulated to fit into the tightest corners, and then swoop in to try and inflict damage to me. Speaking for damage, I’m pretty sure I was attacked several times, but I didn’t really feel any pain.

The adrenaline, and other surging tendencies prevented me from noticing this. Maybe I knew it wouldn’t be something as dangerous, but it’s hard to know if I would be aware of that in the circumstance I was in. The giraffe’s composition was nagging, and this made me realize why this giraffe may exist within the dream.

I felt as if I was having to deal with a projection of how I conceptualized someone’s over-inflated ego. And because the visage of the giraffe was stationary, correlating its attacks at me, while it portrays no emotion whatsoever, since it’s a balloon, makes things pretty intimidating.

I speculated on whether or not the same individual I engaged in discussion with in waking life was either a Sociopath to remain calm, and yet still be so aggressive at the same time without even knowing that they’re being so in the first place. Building after building, and crashing into so many random items and resources, I finally get some breathing time.

I took that time to speculate why I haven’t woken up as yet, especially when all the rushed surging of adrenaline was so overwhelming. I guess what helped sustained me within this dream was that I was fluctuating between going into a dream body, and then just viewing what was happening if things were too overwhelming. It’s hard to describe, it’s almost as if I wanted to see how this dream would turn out, despite of its nonsensical nature.

After a while, it seems the giraffe isn’t going to win this hunt, so it decides to turn into what seems to be a godly entity. And I swear he looks exactly like the Advice God meme:

He has a built chest, and is wearing white robes that seem to move around like smoke. He continues to use the green squares, keeping his distance away from me. I continue to play this game of chase and run, realizing that he’s obviously not here to kill me, but rather to intimidate me, and wanting me to respond to his random queries.

But then again, I don’t think it would’ve been wise to stop someone that turns into a giraffe to hunt you down in the first place. I’m now in a building, and I reach the top floor, and it almost feels as if it’s some kind of public school in New York, or some kind of area where there’s mostly dull colored buildings.

The flooring consists of a checkered tiling with dark gold and dark brown, and there’s all sorts of papers and fliers. The entity starts creating winds to swoosh into the area, and now he’s augmented his size so much that I can see his whole eye extend probably up to 20 feet just from me looking at the window. He asks me at some point,

“Why don’t you believe?”

I get confused, trying to strip away the obvious reasons why he would ask me this. After this, I believe I woke up at some point. After going back to sleep, I’m now in a building, except it seems like a mix of a laboratory, and a disco dance floor, exceptt with white tile flooring and walls, and no disco ball. There’s an entity wearing a fancy suit, and had a body composition similar to what you would see in Team Fortress 2’s Spy (never played the game by the way).

Except his suit is black, and he just has an expression, despite wearing a mask, that makes me feel really bad for this guy. I don’t know what it is in particular, but something irks me about him.

I think I was going to declare generalizations on nihilism to him. But what would be the point of telling a spy that his objectives have no inherent meaning?

Get it? Get it? Geeeeeet it? Okay, enough cracking existential nihilism jokes.

After avoiding conversation with the guy, it seems I’m headed for an elevator nearby, and it’s really an open elevator where you can see some of the gears and metal bindings. OH, there was another dream shift before this I think where I'm Roxas, and I'm trying to run away from the giraffe, or the godly entity, can't remember who.

After that, I can’t remember what happens next.

Dreams lately have been heavily influenced by whatever television/film I've watched before heading to bed. I'll often find myself dreaming with the characters who I've watched onscreen making themselves present in my dreams. Why? I'm not sure --- other than the fact that I would've recently seen them --- but it's like I've been implanted into their world.

Stupidly enough, I watched Keeping Up with the Kardashian's the other night and ended up dreaming that I was apart of their chaotic family. They had "taken me in" and I instantly became one of them.

Furthermore, recently other dreams have been becoming more real and real. I've dreamed that I've been horrifyingly late to work, or that I keep trying and trying to get there and I don't make it. That I'm supposed to start at 3:30, and I don't wake up until 3:45. It's a nightmare that feels all too real.

Two weeks ago while on vacation, I had a dream that my dog ran away and we couldn't find her. She was gone forever. When I returned home, we found out she was ill and we had to put her down. Some instances like these (which have been happening very often, where I'll have a dream and then something similar or relevant occurs a short while later) are frightening to me; the coincidence is almost too much to process these days.

As for lucid dreaming, not much exciting. Typical "happy" places; the other night I dreamed of being back in California. That was about it.

I'm going to try doing a DJ here, although I'm not so sure I'll be posting much. I haven't really had any majorly interesting dreams (not recently anyway), but I did have one strange dream last night that I suppose could be categorised as a nightmare. I can't remember it too well, though and it's quite short (may have been a fragment).

I was in my house I believe, and it was very dark. I knew I wasn't alone because I had this feeling. The feeling I always have in nightmares; the feeling something bad will happen. There were dark monsters or something there (they looked kind of human, but also...not) and I just knew they were going to attack me or kill me. I was scared at first, but then I realised it doesn't matter because they can't really hurt me (I must've realised it was a dream). I then just stood there, arms spread out, and waited for them to come at me but something happened. It was like they jumped into me and I got this... dark feeling inside of me. It was scary. That's all I remember. I woke up before anything else happened.

Dreams are so strange and freaky sometimes..

One day, I was rise by dragon and about time when I am teenager and I run away so of course dragon want find me but dragon couldn't find me for many years so I getting older until about 24 years old so I become so powerful wizard ever and someone need my help but the reward was 500,000 gold so I accept that quest an I has to go into tower and I did arrive and there was so dark theme with blak sky and dead tree everywhere but there huge door into tower so I enter it and suprised by many undead and goblins together so I try be friendly to them but they become too mad so rush to me and I use dragon fireball to burn all of them to ash so I walk up to too of tower and it was easy to find red shine stone so I grab it then realized that tower are going to collasped so I rush down and the strange mix troll and goblin king from (hobbit movie) and I try kill easy way but it won't die easy so I use wind to force his legs down and I rush to his head and try absorb power from his body an it was look alike red glow ball come out of his head and I feel alike amazing whn red glow ball into myself and I become more much powerful than before and I know that tower are down soon but I found 3 more monster but smaller than first one and I try fighting and kill all of them but absorb from one monster with blue glow ball then tower start break down then I was sliding on stair until I on bottom but while midair I was glance from break wall and I saw my dragon that who use me and I arrive bottom and I saw dragon fly and loud land and mad at me and I try tell I'm sorry but that dragon's forgive is kill me but it was long rough battle but I manage to pin dragon down and I try kill her by absorb dragon power but I manage get rainbow glow ball come out 3/4 way but dragon was too strong that actually tear my own skin off but I quick get my knife and slice head off and sound of it was THUD! I was in shocking and lot people from village was so happy and want celebrated and I of course got angry and kill lot villager then knee on ground and I was crying and villager was grab me and put me in powerless jail wagon to force me to have no power but I got that mad then I scream and use all of my power of fire then there huge similar to atomic bomb but much more and it was destroy whole world then I woke up

Well this is a very short dream. I remember I was a a baby and my mother picked me up at took me to the bathroom. She sat at the edge of the tub and turned on the water. She smiled and tested the water. You could see the steam coming of the water indicating it was scorching hot but she touched it like it was nothing. My mother then placed me in the tub and I started screaming. She continued to watch me still smiling but the weirdest thing was that I screamed and cried but nothing came out (no sound). In the dream I was 2 years old and instead of seeing through my eyes I was watching my mother and me from a distance (like watching a movie about yourself). I wonder what this means~

i was at the airport. i knew that i had had this dream before. i was on the escalator, i ran into people that i knew when I was younger. there was a girl on the escalator next to mine. she was with someone who my friend said was the smartest man on the planet. very handsome, though the girl with him was even more beautiful. i shook hands with the man, he was unimpressed. i recognized the girl and her I. i told her I remembered meeting her before, she told me she did too [knowing that she understood I meant in another dream]. as we got off the escalator she started to get panicked. I asked her to come with me, she said she couldnt her parents were picking them up. the man was smiling the whole time, unconcerned. eventually she came with me, or did i go with her.. i can not remember. we were on a hill, not a grassy hill, a street, but there were beds. we were having sex, the other man, or another man, was also having sex with her. he left, we stopped having sex. it was not a sexual dream though, it did not feel like anything. we were lying in bed, things get hazy..

now my brother was with us. my brother, rob, suddenly started throwing up. I could tell she was feeling sick too, i cant recall if she threw up as well. we started to tell him to throw up in the street, not on the beds. In my dream I knew that this had happened before. I told them it must be from the pizza we ate, as that was what happened last time, although we had not eaten in this dream. I went up the hill to tell mom, asking her if she was sick, she looked sick, i told her to throw up and she would feel better. she told me she had been throwing up as had rob, she was coming out of a doorway that I assumed was a bathroom. I began to tell her that all this had happened before other, except last time there was a few minor differences [like last time there was no clean clothes to wear, I had the idea that I was naked although I was not. this time there were piles of clean laundry which I began to throw around as I explained to her that things were different this time]. when i turned back I saw my sister, jen, about to hit a brick wall with a sledge hammer. each time she touched the wall with the hammer it glowed red. i could almost see a cross in the brick wall. I ran down in a panic and told her not to, couldnt she see that the wall was turning red each time she touched it. I took the sledge hammer from her. as I did the wall, there was an old metal link on it, under the link were raised bricks, these bricks opened and closed like a door when I had the hammer. mom gasped and said ‘did you see that’. jen was confused as to why I didnt want her to hit the wall, she did not see that hidden door open. she and rob backed away and up the stairs, the wall this time was glowing red regardless of being touched. all of a sudden the floor beneath me started to shake and the air got very warm, it was hard to breathe. I started to back away, saying I could hardly breathe. they all said they felt the same way. then the ground burst open, like a trap door. I grabbed what appeared to be a frame with a door on it, I stood over the open ground which had fire beneath it and was very warm, hot air coming from beneath the hole. I started to say in a voice not my own, very deep and loud “get inside, get inside!” as if yelling at the bed energy to go through the door i was holding. suddenly mom started to laugh almost hysterically. i could feel energy passing from the hole in the ground, through the door i was holding and going back into the ground. i backed away, fearing that nothing productive was happening. suddenly, a face appeared in the hole in the ground, looking like a demon smiling. the face also looked like it was painted onto a piece of plastic. i suddenly got confused as if this was all a joke. then the face broke out of the hole. it was a small yellow balloon with a face painted on it with little legs, and it started to walk around. i ran down and attempted to stomp on it and missed. then i suddenly awoke. when I awpke I had an urge to cross myself.

So this was a bit strong. I was in a room with people who wanted to have sex with me. I was in bed with one of them, a girl, and the others were staring. The girl was saying that it wasn't normal that i was a virgin because i was too old (I just turned 19) and that I should lose my virginity. I didn't want to, but I was so terrified that the only thing I said is that I wouldn't do it with more people in the room and that I wanted them to leave. But they wouldn't leave. Also, for some reason I wasn't able to move. That's when I woke up.

Dream 1:

I was hanging out with my sister and this guy. The guy started to act crazy. The barrier between his thoughts and actions disappeared, he became unconscious but he still kept acting out whatever his instinctual reactions were. Was terrifying, he was like an animal yet completely unpredictable. He would become conscious/lucid occasionally and he was a really nice guy but that was often short lived as his madness would overtake him quite quickly.

Dream 2:

I did a WILD into this dream. Watched the dream successfully form. I was in a car with these two guys, but I was another person. I noticed that there was already a clear storyline going on, so I decided to play along for a bit to see what happened. We arrived at our destination and I found out we were all detectives. Two more detectives approached and gave us each 20,000$. It was dirty money which I gladly pocketed. Lost lucidity around this point. We were going to go to a gambling den to steal some money. They were all supposed to go in first and I was going to be the getaway car. I had to piss so I went inside and ran into Andy Warhol. He asked me some weird question about people being clowns. I told him that he was a clown and so was I. His brain just about exploded and I walked away. I wandered around trying to get to the bathroom but there were so many people blocking the way it was tough. Then I woke up.

Dream 3:

I was supposed to meet some girl but it ended up being this creepy guy instead. He wanted to be my pet or something? I don't know I think he also wanted to rape me. It turned out he was actually a space-flea in human form and I started to run away from him. I became lucid and started flying away. He jumped really high and I kept flying higher but I couldn't get into my super flying speed. So he stayed on my tail. Some random DC was running after me too, trying to help. He told me that he found a way to banish the flea and that I had to find his true colors. So I guessed red-blue. I somehow ended up back in a house. I was still afraid that creepy flea DC was chasing me so I phased through the wall and started flying away again. Woke up.

23:18 bedtime. Yay!

00:00 Friday 2014-03-21 competition #17 night #14 LDs #27, #28, FA fight with an orc

04:37

5) scene over the ocean high on a cliff/hill by a house. I'm just standing there observing. There is a little house to the left in front of me. There is a planter there on the ground near me to the front and left. I look at this planter and think about it. There is a table at the end of a ramp also in front of me, I think this is for the house owner since I "know" he's in a wheelchair. You can't see the ocean (out to the front and right) because of the fog. I know my brother-in-law has told me about this spot and recommends climbing down the path to the ocean that is to the front and right of me.. There is also a road off to the left through the trees.

6) I'm outside old college house, I see NI friend there, there's a row of computers, 80's style PCs, I'm looking for mine but can't see it. NI is using a computer. I think I have returned to the house after a long absence but my room should still be available.

7) Keeper of the amber. I'm in a room with big huge slugs of amber. I know that we can forge these slugs of amber into powerful swords. I imagine that we can also imprints the names of people allowed to use these swords on to a stone. People knock at the door trying to come in, only the people on our team are let in, I'm guarding the door.

8) bizarre star paths in the sky. There were lines of stars in the skies following paths, and you could follow them walking underneath. The stars were moving along these paths, it was very beautiful.

Takes a little while to get back to sleep, perhaps the dark chocolate bar in the afternoon was kicking in to nudge me alert. It may have helped with the lucid: (!)

05:18 LD #27

9) I'm in my parent's bedroom of my childhood home, it's dark night, vision is grainy/faint in the room. I'm sitting in a recliner chair next to the bed, my younger son at a younger age is lying in the bed. I'm looking at him in the bed, his eyes are creepy/wrong and watching me, it's hard to tell in the dark for sure, then I think he's not looking at me. He's holding something in his hand, I take it out of his hands, it's a little box, I open it, I see on the left side under the lid his passport and the rest is a bunch of his favorite small toys, I give the box back to him. I say "that's OK." His eyes are looking at me and they're really creepy, I'm kind of freaked out, I do a nose pinch and I'm lucid. I'm a bit surprised but not very much, I forget my "son" and feel no fear. I'm downstairs now walking from the dining room to the living room. My vision feels clouded. I recalled a technique of imaging veils in front your eyes and pulling them away, I do this and I see the veils and I easily pull them aside resulting in super HD clarity. I'm in the well-lit living room, I'm amazed at the clarity. I see books on a bookshelf and I can clearly see the writing on their spines: different colors of text. I wonder how realistic things will feel: I reach and look down and inspect "the equipment" and yep, things look and feel realistic. I don't read them (and not sure if they're letters or not) but I could have they were so clear. I go out on the deck, it's night still outside, and take off flying over the trees. I sense my wife has come out on the deck behind me and I don't want her to see me, so I urge myself to fly faster to get into the cover of the trees, "come on! faster!". I keep flying and remember my goal of really wanting to see myself flying, and look down and see trees and houses with lights on passing underneath me. Then I "wake up"

...and my alarm is going off. It's not my alarm ringtone but I don't catch that. I get up from bed in a white room (dream sign, common in FAs), my wife and I are captives, I'm thinking about how to save us, I ask her for some advice and she makes a snide remark about solving problems myself, I then see an Orc in the room with us he's holding a long but kind of dull-looking sword. I engage with him, I have no weapons, I avoid the blade and close in and manage to twist the blade out of its hands and I stab the orc, my wife is impressed. I then go to the next room, there is an orange large evil orc/caterpillar/snake thing there with a little head on top of a long neck, I run at it and make a two-handed overhead strong blow with the sword with intention to decapitate / smash its head but my sword bounces right off.

This raises an alarm, the beasts are gathering, I head outside and I pass by an area where there are lots of human captives, I see them and they are very cartoony-looking, like hasty/rough drawings of cavemen with scraggly beards. Then I'm at some sort of bus station with the beginnings of a resistance, about 8 young strong men are gathered, and more come to our group, I name them as they arrive. I think we've avoided discovery because of all the activity at the bus station with lots of prisoners. They're all lifelike at this point.

Takes a while to get back to sleep

07:08 LD #28

10) I get lucid walking down the steps from my childhood home's garage down to the back porch. I stop on the stairs, feel like I have to "hold" the dream, I rub my hands, and recite my name and state that I'm dreaming competitively (nod to StephL for this idea). But I "can't hold it" and the dream fades.

07:40 alarm for breakfast duty. No one's actually getting up today, eat breakfast myself and head back to bed for some more dreaming and to make up for the extra awake time.

08:30 (?) back to sleep

Daydreaming, looks like I got an incubation effect given the next dream. Finally got a handle on myself and forced myself to head for relaxation, and eventually slept.

10:49

1)

Spoiler for sexy time, somewhat explicit:

lots of sex going on, giving and receiving oral. Hot girl comes up to car, I'm in the driver seat, she speaks to me from passenger side window, she was looking for me, I couldn't understand/hear what she was saying so I keep asking her to repeat it, it's like "I wanted...<something something> but you left". I said come here and I'll <epithet involving consumption and felines> for 15 seconds." She was a little hesitant (she was in a hurry?). Then she's in the car and naked and I grab her lower parts and dive in and get to work she is moaning. Earlier I was in a room and a hot girl was on her knees in front of me, I was giving directions but she wasn't always following.

2) buying a gift at a gift store, the guy asks all kinds of questions, I"m not sure why he's asking them so I answer. It turns out the questions were so he could engrave the answers on the pressent, but because of this misunderstanding of the questions and their purpose the present was engraved with the wrong name of the recipient and the wrong information, I'm quite puzzled as to how this could have happened.

3) I'm lying outside in a sort of tall tent outdoors, daytime. My dad is talking to some guy he called a "communist hippy freak." We're in some sort of park, but the hippy dude is part of a project to plant vegetables/food in public places, we're trying to figure out what his plan is, when they get enough food growing in public they will send some sort of signal and the people will arise and be free.

F1) And older woman is walking looking for an older man for romantic actions and finds him.

F2) Weird face masks, one young boy has a mask and a wasp is walking across his upper lip giving his mask some sort of power. Another boy is highlighting his eyebrow and sewing some thread into his skin on the eyebrow as a decoration. Then I'm swimming up the sidewalk outside my adult home and come upon a big wasp floating in the water and think it's 'dream residue' from the boy's face mask, and splash it off to the bushes.

F3) some friends and their kids are playing video games in a house, they have to earn their time in the video game room.

4) I'm entering a store looking for a hardware store that has been taken over by some oppressive company. I go in and someone tells me this has happened. I turn to the right and enter that area, a store within a store. I look around and think this is not want I want. I leave then go back and say the heck with it if they're evil I need to buy <something>

In the far corner of the store my mom and dad are doing something. My dad is installing some new room there and carrying walls/windows.

I was sitting on a bench in a bus stop in Lisbon next my tennis club. There was some friends from my hometown with me.
I guy I know (FR) appears and starts asking around if we're going to some seafood festival. I say I won't . He leaves.
I go down to the tennis club ( apparently that's where my house is). I go home and somehow it's my old place in my hometown.
I'm preparing myself to go to sleep . I turn the light of the bedside table on. Lock the door. Close the shutters .
I go to the first floor and at the entrance to the bathroom I see a figure of what looks like a child / spirit and a cat down the hallway .
I'm scared. I don't understand what 's happening.
I go to my parents' bedroom . There's Ziggy and Eva (my actual cats) playing. Eva is playing inside the closet. I'm scared to think what may be the figures since my cats are here. I go back to the hallway and I see 2 cats I don't know.
I'm more relaxed since they're probably just 2 stray cats that found some way inside. I Turn off the light and go back to the room to play with my cats. After a bit I return again to see that the stray cats disappeared.
I think that's really weird. I'm confused. I tried to turn the lights on but they don't lit up.
I think to myself that I must be dreaming.
I think that's nonsense. This is so real. I'm in it for so long... No way.
I pinch my nose and continue to breathe.
I'm dreaming .
As usual I feel a huge discharge of adrenaline. I feel like my head is spinning violently.
It's completely dark.
I close my eyes trying to calm my self down and I grab the wall. I'm trying to feel the texture of the wall.
When I open my eyes everything is still goes dark and the spinning becomes stronger .
I try to teleport me somewhere else. "When i open my eyes I'll be in the beach (E)" ( I've never done anything like that )
I try to open my eyes again but I end up waking into my bedroom.
I pinch my nose again but I'm actually awake.
This is the lamest LD ever.
Still loved it

In the beginning I knew that a girl was trapped in a house. When I went into the house I saw that there was a person standing behind me, but only when I looked through a mirror. He resembled Edgar Allan Poe. It was scary and I thought being aware of him would make him react, but he didn't. Later I was in a damp cellar like place. I heard someone yelling somewhere in the hallways of this basement. I stood at a fancy two-way staircase (like in mansions) and looked into the mirror there. On the right of my reflection (left from its perspective) was the white person from before. On the other side was a black guy, whom I believed must have owned the yelling voice from earlier. He maybe looked like Marcellus Wallace (sp).

Looking at the ghosts in the mirror, I observed that one was wearing Confederate Army clothes and the other wearing Union Army clothes, so I concluded that they were ghosts from the civil war. I think that the house started to collapse after I pointed this out. The end.

Had an episode of nightmare SP while on my side/stomach, which seems kind of unusual. Also first time I've had SP. Bleuch.

Dream 1 - Dream SP?
Started out with me dreaming I was in a grocery store with Andrew at like, 6 am, so maybe it counted as a false awakening? The grocery store was mostly deserted. Then I was trying to walk normally but I kept sort of falling into a crouch or to one knee. I couldn't seem to stand up, not for longer than a few seconds. I had the impression it was because of the shoulder-strap bag I was carrying, maybe it was way, way too heavy.

Anyway before all that happened it was just a nice 6 AM grocery store visit. I also got the impression that nearby was an older couple who visited the grocery store at 6 AM as a nice little custom of theirs, before other people were around. And also I was trying to find a nice jug of apple cider, but I kept running into the storebrand stuff, which was kinda watery looking and bleh.

Then I started having trouble staying up, like I was just too tired, and the bag was too heavy. I made continuous and valiant efforts to rise, but even when I could stand up, staying standing was impossible to maintain. I think it kept getting worse, but before it hit that point I ran into some older dude who chatted me up and then invited me to his and his wife's divorce ceremony; she showed up around when he was saying that and I noticed two rather recent-looking scars on the back of her right wrist. It sort of looked like a failed suicide attempt. I determined that the older dude was Pretty Terrible.

At some point the mp3 player in my bag started going off. I don't know what song it was playing. I started digging through my bag looking for it, but even this was difficult; I was not only weak, but uncoordinated. Also, around this point Andrew had been replaced by Ben, who I spotted wandering away from me, and following him was impossible. I think I called after him. Probably some sort of striking metaphor for coolkids goin' to college. And the random peeps around me didn't seem to notice that I was in need of assistance. It was all pretty weird.

Uhhh I think I woke up briefly and then slipped into a nightmare.

Dream 2 - Nightmare
Bleuuuhhh I don't remember much of this, except the traumatizing part. It was basically like watching a movie. Trigger warning: rape, etc.

*siiigghhh* okay all I remember is that the movie was cutting back and forth between two different groups, one of which was two businessmen, and the other one being, idk, a woman and her friends ?? so I really only remember a couple cuts before it got dark. It cut from the female group to the two guys in an elevator, one being some guy who'd been around in the company longer but maybe wasn't much older than the other guy and was probably a psychopath and wore glasses, and the other being some dude who was pretty similar but did not wear glasses and I'm not sure how to describe their characteristics. Then a cut to the woman and her friends goin' out in the dark to party or coming back from a party, idk. And then just this fricking cut to the glasses psychopath raping the other guy, who was pinned down, gagged, and making pitiful noises that have thankfully slipped my memory, while the glasses psychopath was talking like this was perfectly normal or doing some sort of villain monologue. My brain flipped the frick out like "what he must've chloroformed the guy oh no him being alone in the elevator with him was such a mistake I want to wake up now", and then I think I was awake.

dat SP tho
So I was awake (though still mentally only half-awake) and still traumatized and wanted to just kinda get up, but I couldn't move. It didn't really occur to me that this was a huge issue. I think I was just waiting for my body to move. I was on my stomach with my head turned to the right looking at my desk, and the edge of the bed was right next to me. So, when it became clear that my body was not going to move, I decided that I was just going to roll off the edge of my bed and wake myself up. These calculations were all done while I was still half-awake, and some part of my mind was processing the whole not-moving thing in a fairly analytical way that (for the moment) staved off panic. (Also, realistically, there wasn't really room for me to roll off the bed, and I would've probably hit the desk and ended up awkwardly wedged between it and the bed frame to some degree, but at the time that seemed a reasonable risk and/or I felt invincible, like I was still dreaming, and/or my view of the floor was a bit skewed so it seemed like I should've been able to land without injury. Presumably the same part of my brain that jumps out dream windows was managing things.)

My plan to roll off the bed failed as I continued to not be able to move. It didn't feel like being pinned down. It sort of felt like being too ill or tired to move, which for some reason felt familiar, though no real reason for that comes to mind. I still wasn't panicking, just sort of continuously sending signals to my body that it should roll off the bed.

Then, all at once, fear rolled over me and I started hyperventilating through my nose. I got the impression that if I looked over my shoulder, I'd see a demon on my back. I looked back (I could only move my eyes) and seemed to glimpse darkness; not the absence of light but something that entirely defies light. At the same time, there was a building roar in my right ear, and something like a demon voice laughing or making some kinda weird noise, not actually speaking, and maybe some third louder noise, and then it all just snapped off like a light switch.

I can't clearly remember the line between being paralyzed and suddenly not being paralyzed. Looking back it seemed like I started getting up the second I was able to, though not in a panicking way (wasn't hyperventilating anymore either). The fear had been temporary and sort of artificial, as if it was just sort of The Thing To Do in that instance, which is reminiscent of other nightmares. I suppose the reason for that is that realistically, there isn't much for me to be afraid of. If I'm afraid of something in a dream, it's because I'm supposed to be, but I don't really have a death phobia in dreams so that lends a sort of invincibility. Bahhhh I can't explain it. I'll try again later.