Non-Lucid Dreams
I recall being in a cycle last night. With every sleep cycle I had a cookie-cutter anxiety dream, and in all of them I became partially lucid and changed the dream scenario in order to stop the dream from creating any stress. I recall one having to do with me having to write an essay. I manifested one in my hand before slipping back into nonlucidity. Another had to do with me being late for a class. While lucid I gave myself two extra hours. Yet another had to do with a violent storm fast-approaching my house. I think I redirected it. There was one having to do with D. He was for some reason sleeping on an air mattress in the middle of our room. My parents were involved somehow, and no lucidity in this one. The final dream was blurry. I remember I was trying to get these long metal rods out from under my bed. I know I became lucid here, but I can't remember what the heck was going on. Not counting any of these as lucids though because recall was so bad.
1. I’m in a house, where a guy offers me a pill. I take it like I was expecting it and go lay on a bed next to a sleeping woman. I’m woken up by him shouting at me from the other room, asking me if I could come there. There was something about ‘3 ounces’, maybe a thought I had as I was waking up. I’m pretty groggy. Mom is at the door, very concerned/frazzled because she couldn’t find me. She goes on about how much danger I could have been in. 2. Something about Wynne from Dragon Age: Origins. 3. Rane ‘orders’ me a baby and two other people?? Picking them up at the drive-through? I wonder if ‘they’ will get long, might have been thinking about cats. I realize this is not what I want at all, and ask to cancel the order. When you order someone, you automatically get a twitter name with their username being their name plus a four digit number. Jump. Sitting at a dinner table, perspective is front to back, I was sitting at the front. Gap. At the store looking at the shelves. There’s a decoration you hang on the wall with two cats, their tails are entwined and if you pull down on it, a light comes on. There are comics on the table and shelves now and I get excited. I remember seeing X-Men. -Something about signing a doctor’s form.
Updated 03-13-2015 at 04:38 PM by 20026
I was motivated to dictate my DJ this morning so I might as well dump the full length version in here. "This is something where you vote too wide to (the) area...something where you vote too wide to change." Dialogue plays in my head after I awake...after I start playing the dream through my recall...but I am almost positive this was something my still semi-dreaming creative mind came up with after awakening... Not unlike how my mind sometimes goes off on tangents daydreaming about how one thing could lead to another which used to sometimes go pretty far down some tangent. This could happen then this...then this. Anyway I was outside a home. I am waiting for some reason and I hear a good deal of noise that seemed to come from inside of the house as if something was knocked down in there. At some point I see that the door is cracked and can see a smaller SUV parked or crashed near the edge of a pool perhaps in the back yard but almost seemed as if it was inside the house...can't remember but don't remember becoming lucid at all. A woman arrives....is that your (SUV)? Did you see that the door is open? I ask. She wants to go in...I'm not so sure. Others arrive including my wife. Something is fishy about the people who invited us here (day residue from b's mlm attempts?). Someone shows me a picture of one of the guys who is hosting this and he is part of the leadership of this cult? Organization? The picture looked like it was taken from a stone tablet not unlike a grave memorial where you can include a picture but there where other pictures next to him of the other leaders? As I am looking at the picture on her phone, the guy in the picture walks by. I motion to my wife that I need to ask her something and I step back outside and tell her we should just leave...these people are weird (at the very least they are trying to recruit us) she argues we should stay until the end of presentation(?) and then leave. Why? (Wake) This is where I think that continued dialogue posted at the beginning fits. To bed after 12. Wbtb ~615. Longish LD chain. I'm trying to WILD and I get to different sensations of my body shutting down and me falling asleep and at some point I feel like I am completely asleep but in an utter void. I decide to try my eye clench thing and I get heavy vibrations and I start propelling myself I imagine far far into space. It is actually quite a fun feeling with almost no visuals and I stopped at some point and imagine that space may be nice and cold way out here. I decide to continue some more further before I seem to arrive back at bed with some slight sounds of my wife snoring, I assume an actual awakening. I hold on for a DEILD and find myself in a bedroom, it is supposed to be our bedroom but different and the TV is on and I think about all of the fun things I could do in this dream even with my wife. On TV is playing perhaps Cinemax but it seems to show a little more pubic hair on the woman than they normally do. This reminds me that I'm still dreaming. I feel a little bit lazy and just decided to lay there and observe the TV and try to figure out who the two actors are so that I can remember when I wake up. The woman maybe looked most like Renee Zellweger and the guy was definitely no one I could remember having seen before. He had brown hair and a bit of an boyish face despite stubble but with a hint of mischievous look. The blonde woman I remember trying to remember what her name was so that I could record it in my DJ when I wake up. At some point the dream seems to be fading but I hold on and my body seems to move with the transition and I just relax and enjoy it. My dream body that is. I eventually really feel myself floating down towards the floor and get a view of Hotel like carpet, very short. I decide this is a great time to push off the floor and get up and explore. I walk towards the front door and before going out of the hotel room in the middle of the night I think to reality check one more time and I remember rubbing my hands and putting my fingers into my palm but not really giving it an honest try so I decided to hold my hands up against the door and I definitely have extra fingers. I open the door and find a fairly dark hall and start making my way through the halls...there are quite a few switchbacks in the halls and I think about how I never seem to experience scary situations in my lucid dreams but then I squash that thought lest it leads to a scary lucid...though I have a lot of confidence and almost no worry figuring that I can do whatever I want if something scary does come up. I think to summon girl friday in the dark halls and tell myself she will be around the next corner but these halls are pretty much devoid of anything but I keep trying at each turn and each hidden corner I tell myself that #girlFriday will be there. It still does not work and I get a sharp feeling as if something has trapped my right foot or is squeezing my right foot and I try to think of a good scenario that would include that feeling to turn it around into something positive. I think that I was starting to return to my body and I was probably feeling some uncomfortableness in my heel like I often do and that is what created that feeling and I did wake up. Counting 2 LD's for the 3 separate experiences but assume only 1 actual awakening in here. 228 & 229 We are on a trip somewhere and it seemed like we borrowed someone's home that we met only once. I drove very fast over a field of ice plants worrying a litte too late that I might damage something on the underside of the car but I think it is a rental car. I finally came out onto a dirt road took it down to the main road and was trying to figure out my way back to the house that we were borrowing. I made my way to the entrance of the town and it had a very cool statue that I was observing and had some moving parts. It was talking about being historical. It seemed to have some kind of mystical or fantasy tie-in. As I'm looking at it I see an advertisement for "Six Flags something something" maybe great adventure and it seems like we have quite a bit of time left on our trip and I think that my son would like to check that out and I would love to check it out and maybe they have some historical displays like at Six Flags Over Texas. I try to take some pictures and actually do but I have a hard time figuring out if I should take it landscape or portrait to get both the cool statue and the Six Flags display and the moment into the picture. I dig in my pockets looking for something and find one blank short key one short key and one long key...the latter two are cut already. I make my way into this indoor bowling alley type place where I guess I'm meeting up with my wife and son and it is very crowded. I see a security guard being mean to different people but he ignores me and I squeeze down past him down to this lower area squeezing in between maybe a vending machine. I find my wife and tell her something. Oh she said something about the mean security guard and some of the kids look like they're complaining about the security guard also. The security guard gets a phone call and it sounds like all of the sudden he is talking nice. By the way he is talking or maybe I can hear some of the conversation coming through earpiece I get the impression that the police are on the way to shut down this place due to complaints. So I told my wife to follow me towards the front of building and she and indicates that our son is upstairs sleeping. She starts to gather her stuff in the front closet and she has one big heavy bag and two other bags and wonder why she has so much. I agree to take the big heavy bag but then I tell her to wait in the closet while I go and get our son upstairs but I'm dragging this heavy bag with me and wake up before I make it all the way up the stairs thinking I should have left the bag back in the closet and just got it when I came back down. Just before this dream I remember being in a big room with lots of my wife's family and her cousin N is doing this funny joke where he will wake someone up taking video of them and he'll cut back later good video of something else and because they just woke up and disoriented he will be able to convince them that they did something silly while they were waking up. I wonder if he might have done it to me already and I may have said something about all the crazy things I do in my dreams. Interestingly I recently dreamed of an ice plant (as in an ice making factory) being nearby while on a trip and when logging it into my dream journal I thought of botanical ice plants and I get them in a subsequent dream!
Black: Non-dream Blue: Non-lucid Red: Lucid Dream 1 - House Party In my flat house, my flatmate has decided to throw a party to celebrate the end of exams. I'm not really interested in the party and I just decide to chill out in my room, but I have to go get the door at some point because no one else was. I peer outside to see a group of people, I see a couple familiar faces, and tell them to come on in. As they walk in I get a better look at their faces, I make eye contact with one and think 'hmm that looks R'... Then look away kind of puzzled. Then I go 'oh shit! That's R!', we look back at each other suddenly and we get ready for some fisticuffs. Everyone in the party is a little shocked that a fight suddenly broke out. Dream 2 - Crime Scene I'm walking along at night with a couple friends, some guy who punched me at a party earlier on in the night (I forgot this part of the dream) ran up to us from the liquor store across the road. He wasn't trying to start a fight this time though, he had a white shirt and blues jeans, a pimply face and blonde curly hair. We all end up having to run because someone starts chasing us. We run up a hill and as I reach the top of the hill I see police, they're gathered around a crime scene. Headless bodies lie scattered about, blood is everywhere, part of me is stunned, the other part is intrigued. Even the police are flabbergasted, they don't even know what to say to us, so I ask an officer about the crime. "Someone reenacted a portion of the story from the Dragon Play that's playing in the city". Basically to summarize this play, a person kills all the guests that enter his house because they sin whenever they enter the premises of another persons home or something, and then there's a dragon in it at one point. I head to the city to try and track down the culprit, determined to end his/her brutal killing spree. I was armed with the knowledge that it might likely be multiple people, since the heads of the people had be severed simultaneously and all by the same blade in one clean slice. An idea popped into my head at this point that was something along the lines of gunpowder powered guillotine that could cut off the heads of multiple people in one sweep. Imagine multiple head + hand locking things stacked on each other, each person is separated by a plank they can lie on. Then the guillotine is let loose and is propelled through all their necks by the force of the gunpowder. I kind of woke up at this point debating if that even made sense or if it actually existed.
I'm walking in a garden with a young woman who's essentially an adopted daughter for legal purposes, but I think of her more as a student. I've just brought a woman into the household after finally convincing her to leave the increasingly dangerous situation in her own territory, and I'm explaining to my 'daughter' why this woman won't be staying in the women's quarters with her other two 'mothers' - two women who are legally my wives but who I've never had any kind of relationship with, sexual or otherwise; I just needed a legal way to allow them to stay in this household. She'll be relaying what I say to the other women, I'm aware. I'm explaining that this third wife's faith compels her to spend her days in isolation until the (some word that means evening prayers - the point is that this story will explain why she's never seen in daylight). It's a custom that's not uncommon among her people, I claim. I'm thinking that the way religions dominate this place and time is as convenient as it is inconvenient. The daughter finds this ridiculous, but she won't question that faith is the reason for it. She's not pleased with the situation in general though. I'm telling her that although this third wife won't be living in the women's quarters, nonetheless you must treat her as another mother - in other words, though she's new to the household she outranks the daughter. This is apparently the last straw for her - she says, "Oh, I am in the mountains of madness!" (Woke up. Back to sleep.) As Rumpelstiltskin, I've been watching without saying anything while Belle had a sort of confrontation with a woman I'd been working with. I've got plans involving this woman, and Belle knows them, and she's just made it clear she won't be standing with me in this. She's leaving now, and as she turns away my perception changes - I see the three of us as we were in the other world. Seeing her like this, Belle's wearing this white hooded cloak lined in fur, a symbol of the Snow Queen. Several reactions to that - first, a sort of bitter sense of humor that of course the wife of the Dark One could only be the Snow Queen. But I also think of this as a reminder that she's not to be taken lightly. However, the woman I'd been working with has just asked something to the effect of 'who are you,' and Belle's response is, "I'm the maid." This is, again, a way of stating that she's not my partner in this situation, she's not on my side; but it's also a rejection of the way I'm seeing her right now. By choosing to define herself as a maid rather than a queen, it should be as if she's giving up power, but instead I think of this as power that I admire - her ability to choose her own path and demand that others see her as she chooses. (Woke up. Back to sleep.) There's this massive tower of ice - a cylinder reaching up into the sky and down to the earth as far as I can see as I float in front of it, intensely detailed jagged edges much like a frozen waterfall. I/Rumpelstiltskin see an image of Belle standing with one arm raised as if she's holding something up, associated with this pillar, and I'm convinced the role of the queen is a burden she took on because of me - or if not because of me directly, it's a situation she wouldn't have been put in if it hadn't been for my involvement. I hate knowing that this will continue to affect her even in the other world.
OK so I'm not counting this but at least I'll celebrate this little lucid moment and enter all my dreams straight from my DJ notes for the night. I'm actually impressed with myself for recalling so many. 10 3:01am Ith (Wow that was such a good dream it left me unable to type.) 5:40AM (I recall several dreams) I am at work and talking to Brandon. For some reason I put hot solder on the wire coming out of the tip of my dick. Brandon puts hot solder on his beard and it wicks up all over so that he has a solid metal beard. My wife is in some open office that looks like a mesh of ancient Greece and something more modern. I think shes looking super sexy in her outfit. He has a gray business dress on but with colorful thigh high socks. I admire her as she is debating with some scum bag politicians. One of them looks a lot like Bruce Greenwood. I don't understand the issue but they are trying to bully her with some issue and she stands her ground without losing her cool. I admire her even more for that. After the men leave she tells me that she'll have to talk to my bitch sister about this and the conversation will be hard. I say well at least your not having to deal with my bitch ex-wife. Brandon asks me to join his band and play guitar tonight. I am not sure I remember how but I say I will. Then someone starts playing the keyboard and everyone sings a version of "Oklahoma". I don't know the words so I just stand there silent. I really have to pee but the bathroom looks very strange. There is a deformed toilet that might cause me to piss everywhere and next to is is a nearly full bucket. I choose the bucket. The sensation is accurate but I am not feeling any relief. A duplicate version of me shows up to my left and tells me not to pee in the bucket. We debate weather or not this is a dream. I finally figure it out but have to jolt myself away to rush to the bathroom. 7:06AM We are camping. Some super nerdy guy shows up and screams, "PART ANIMAL!" We make fun of him. I say something about him partying alone. A second nerd shows up. I say, "Ok party of two." A third shows up and I start to say something else up something in the sky catches my eye. I look up and see something like a large submarine bobbing around and floating in the sky. Is this a dream? No that seems legit... No wait that can't happen. I better check. I do a nose plug and it feels obstructed but not quite normal. I do another but more deliberately and I blow clean. I am happy and start thinking about goals but I wake up almost immediately. I don't think to try DEILD. 8:15AM ( I recall two more) We are back at the beach. The city has put a playground right in the sand and I let my son play. I walk up to the water but it looks like some sort of pink scum is growing on top. I notice there are no waves and there are small hills with clumps of grass poking out of the water. I put a foot into the pink stuff and it has a feeling like cooked oatmeal. Gross. I look farther down the coastline and see a more normal beach with some nice waves rolling in. I shout back to my wife, "We need to move farther down to swim." I have a kilt with a dress shirt on. As part of some protest, I am supposed to go to Wal-Mart like this and ask for a copy of the US Constitution. I start having second thoughts and realize this is a totally stupid thing to do. I am not going to be seen in a kilt! How does this even make sense? Why am I protesting? I'm not even trying to be political these day! I go to the bed to room to take these clothes off but I have several layers on. I notice my Fudpucker's shirt is the last but it seems wet and suction to my skin. I panic as I struggle to get it off me. 9:15AM (a few more as I woke for the day) I discover and go to the upper management breakroom at work. It has all sorts of baked goods in a glass cabinet. I take a biscuit but also really want one of those super tall cupcakes. As I take the cupcake I notice they actually cost. Oh man! Everything is 85 cents so I dig in my pocket for change. I can't seem to add up the cost but I'm sure I have enough to cover it and then some. There is a slot in the side of the cabinet and I hear the coins slide down and hit in a pile. I dropped a nickle and a few pennies. As I pick them up a man asks to borrow 4 cents. I just give him what I have and tell him I was over paying anyway and I just want to get rid of all this change. He takes it and I go to a table in the hallway to be alone. I have a hard time carrying my food and coffee but I manage. Then I get it all like a fat kid enjoying every second. As I start to sip my coffee a man comes into the hallway and start speaking to a group that has now appeared behind me. He says something about out military customers all having one type of mental disorder or another so we need to be really careful how we handle them. Theres something about a schizophrenic that turns into a long conversation. This morphs into a new dream. I am doing a podcast with some woman named Deanna over skype. We are talking about some guy that has been in the news for some crime but it wasn't clear if he was guilty. We called him live on the podcast and asked if we could interview him. I noticed he sounds like an old smoker and was very friendly and open. We told him our names and that we were from the Lucid For Life podcast. There was something about being on the moon. I recall the gray landscape but the sky was dark and starless. I had to walk from on building to another on the moonbase. There was something about how the dark side has no gravity. I wondered what it would be like to float off into space.
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.
I put a seed and water in a glass cologne bottle with a curve that turned downwards near the top, then held the bottle between my hands. The plant grew; I made it grow, then I asked my Father to open the top and he did. The plant grew outside the bottle. Gee, It reminds me of the Bible Mustard Seed Verse.
Some dream where my laptop computer was really tiny. It was supposed to be waterproof now too, and I was using it while in the shower. It turned off, and I thought that the water had killed it. I got out of the shower, got dressed, went into my bedroom, and plugged it in. It turned on, but it seemed sort of glitchy. Marcus told me to wait a minute. I then tried turning it on again. Turns out it hadn't been damaged by the water, it was just low on battery. I FA'd. I was in my college dorm room and realized that I was an hour late for a class that was taking place in the library. ... For some reason I was waiting at the bus stop. It was a rainy, foggy day. I did a reality check because this seemed like a dream. It didn't work though. I was observing this dream where the Hulk and the Hulkbuster armor were fighting. It looked just like the trailer. (See the Age of Ultron trailer) Thor was involved in the fight as well. At one point the Hulkbuster suit was using Thor's hammer. It was glowing red. ... Korra and Aang (Yes, Both Avatars) Joined the fight. They used earthbending to attack the Hulkbuster suit. Black widow, Captain America and Batman came into the fight. The fight grew very chaotic and I recall having trouble figuring out who was on who's team. ... Something to do with Tony Stark building this weird Iron Man suit with a giant head. It had two small eyes going up vertically the front of the mask. The suit malfunctioned and broke his neck. ... I was in this huge log cabin mansion built in the woods. All of the characters from both Avatar series were in here, and they looked like real people. Meelo wanted to teach me how to airbend. Batman: So awesome he shows up even when everyone else is Marvel and he is DC.
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.
I was at a garden that had an oriental feel to it. The garden was more of the size of a park. It also felt like someone's backyard. I was running away from a person. The chase was thrilling, I've never felt more alive. I know I was running away from a threat but I couldn't be more excited. The place was so open that you can't take any turn or find a place to hide. I was running across a stone bridge and decided to jump down. I landed on ground and thought he would run straight and not see me. I then spotted his partner next to a potted plant (My alarm rang and I snoozed it. So everything after may just be my thinking). I had an idea to hide next to his partner which in my mind means hiding in plain sight. I thought he wouldn't notice me cause why would I be so stupid as to hide next to his partner.
I was inside an ice cream shop with AT. There's supposed to be 72 flavors of ice cream to choose from. I was super disappointed when the display was tiny and had about 5-6 flavors. I had difficulty choosing which flavor. The displays were big cookies with no ice cream insight. I didn't see any fridge in this place. There were customers waiting next to me so I just went with the same flavor as AT. I think it was chocolate and cheese?
I was putting eyeliner on and I could see my own eye in 3rd person view. Since I could see my eyes perfectly, I drew the line on without mistake. I felt strange like it doesn't make sense but shrugged it off. I then wondered why I never used this method before since it's so easy. I was along the wall of a mountain with some people. We traveled together or something. They jumped along the wall and went inside of the mountain. I stayed out and jumped back and forth along the wall like it's an obstacle course. There were dangling platform that was held by vines on the 4 corners. I had to throw myself, grab the platform, and climb up. This guy has been following me. Then he was at the entrance of the mountain. He almost discovered the travelers inside the mountain. I had to jump across and stop him. He then somehow ended up in the water below. I was about to jump right on the spot to save him. But the water below looked shallow. I jumped back to the center wall with blue eyeballs. I jumped down and the water was still shallow. He was moving around and somehow activated a switch. What happen next was the bottom opening up to reveal more water that looked endless. There's this layer of goop that's sort of transparent that cover the original bottom. When I swam forward, the goop moved along. I spent half of my day at work with my septum ring out.
November 02, 2014 I was interning in a new classroom, at a new school... it was right next to a strip mall of sorts. During the lunch break on my second or third day there, I realized I'd forgotten to pack a lunch, and so I went to the strip mall to try and find some food. I decided to stop by a clothing store since I needed a new shirt, but when I asked the floor helper about a simple shirt, she just pointed at my stomach and chin and scoffed that there would be NOTHING in my size in this store. I left that place, but first I looked around the bottom floor and passive-aggressively fucked with some stuff. I couldn't find a fast food place, but there did end up being a little steampunk-y Japanese place inside the Target or something. I went there, and ordered something called a Haru Dish (hah, one of my students' names is Haru). The chef who was putting my dish on the tray was messing with me, pretending "that was all" with each little added ingredient. I was in a hurry to get back to class because my break was almost over, but the guy did make me feel better about what had happened at the clothing store, because he was trying to make me smile. By the time I did have my food and was able to start walking back to the school, apparently not only was lunch break over, but the bell was ringing for everyone to go home; I'd missed the entire afternoon... I tried to find someone to tell that I was sorry, but no one was there. I did find a bike, though. I got on the bike and rode it far down the main street the school was on. I rode the bike all the way out of town (apparently most of the town was in that strip mall) and into a sprawling, flat desert-like place. It got dark, and I met my little brother, who had my car. I put the bike in the trunk, and we both started driving back to the small town. Apparently I had sunglasses on that was making my vision all wonky; I could only see in a horizontal line and I couldn't drive this way, so I asked my brother to find my normal glasses and give them to me. I stopped the car at the side of the road still a few miles out of the town, and we decided to walk the rest of the way. There were mountains with shrubs and trees to our right, and a bike trail led out into those mountains. I decided to take that trail (and apparently it was somehow sunset again, not night like it had been a little bit ago). I rode the bike through the mountains for what seemed like a long time, and hope I wouldn't get lost... eventually I came out of the mountains and came back to that main street just outside of town. My brother was at the trail-head with my car again, and we drove back to the school.
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.
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