memorable

Out of all the dreams i remembered from this morning/last night, this one was the most memorable.

Me and my best friend were walking down the street in my home town. She was drunk, in a club outfit, and carrying her heels. Which was weird, because that's something she would do in the city our college is in because where the night scene is, you can only walk. But anyway..

We walked to this one neighborhood to buy some weed. As we were walking down the street, i saw three guys walking towards us. They were all wearing hoodies with the draw-strings pulled really tight and were wearing rain boots. She started walking towards some house, i figured she was just trying to avoid them. But that's where she was actually going to buy the weed..

She knocked on the door and some guy opened it. There were pit bulls and pit bull puppies in the door way. Some of the puppies ran out and were trying to bite and scratch me. I just stood there, swiping them away with my foot as i waited for her to come back out. She stormed out some time later and i could tell she was upset. I asked what happened, and she told me some guy called her a "sexy little bitch". She kept walking and explaining how he said it and how mad she was. I just walked with her and listened. But you know how drunk people can be, after the anger was gone, she got all emotional and shit. She even started talking about how society degrades women and said "That's so violent!". She was right.

She started crying and telling me how degraded she felt and everything. As she was saying all that, the sun came up. It was dark in the beginning of the dream, but now it was light outside. I kept trying to console her and calm her down as we walked down the street. Then some other girl appeared and was trying to help me calm her down. I couldn't see her face or remember what she looked like, but i could tell it was our friend Ryan.

We ended up walking by a cop and my best friend was so hysterical she fell down. The cop saw it and laughed because she knew she was drunk. I noticed, and tried to talk to him and explain she just went through some shit, etc, etc. He blew me off..fuckin' pig. He got out and started talking to us about a bunch of bullshit. Then he said something to me in Latin. But i don't remember what it was.

He got back in his car, blocked the road, then made her do a drunk test. I looked at Ryan and said..."and what's why i stick to weed"

OBE.

The song we were listening to was saying something about "going high", or "go high", something like that. I was dancing to it, and as i was dancing to it, i imagined myself going "higher". The image i visualized was myself upright floating and rising. The weird part was the fact that there was nothing else i saw except myself. Everything else that was around me was just blackness, as if i was in a black hole. If that makes sense.

After a while, i couldn't really see my physical body. The "higher" i went, the more my body started to fade into this glowing white/blueish light of energy. My body was in the shape of a Y, with my arms outstretched.

Similar to this, except everything around my body was black instead of illuminated.


When the song was ending and i tried to "come down", i had trouble remembering who i was. All i could see was my body of energy(which i assumed was my non physical body, my soul) levitating. I literally had trouble remembering who i was and what my physical body looked like. That triggered in my mind, and i felt like i was experiencing something more than just a day dream. It was almost like i was having an OBE, or i had seen my astral body..

Eventually i "remembered" who i was and i snapped out of the vision. When i realized what i saw i was kind of tripped out, and i just sat and thought about it..

This dream was really vague. I actually didn't even remember it until i was walking to class and all of a sudden it kind of came to me..weird, i know.

The dream started with me sitting on some bed, with my friends little sister and one of our friends. My friend(the first girls brother) died, and one of our other friends that was with him also died. I'm not sure why, or what happened. I just remember consoling her about it. And when i stood up and hugged her it was one of those tight hugs...and when i got ready to let go, she didn't. And from experience i know that's when a girl is really upset. For some reason that triggered my lucidity. That's when i really realized how weird the dream was.

She just kept crying on my chest, which made me cry...

Then i woke up..

So, a few nights ago, i had my first lucid dream (Lucid Assassin) since i lost interest in LD. Which was about a year ago. But last night, i tossed and turned because i was stressed over a few things. So i didn't remember any of those dreams. Consequently making me sleepy all day today, so i took a nap after class...

The dream started with me and a few people i didn't recognize hanging out on our college campus. In the dream, i knew that i was on "campus", but after i woke up i realized that where ever i was it wasn't my university. But anyway, we were all hanging out and then all of a sudden we saw these guys huddled up on this hill far away from us. They were far enough to where we couldn't make out faces, but close enough to see skin color, clothes, and hear them yelling. It sounded like they were fighting about something, and then it looked like they got into an actual fistfight. We all kept watching and we were speculating on what was going on. Then i got this feeling, or thought that one of them was going to pull out a gun. And the thought felt more like a vision, like i was 100% sure that it was going to happen. As it soon as i had that thought, one of them stepped back, pulled out a gun, and shot one of the other guys about 3 times or so.

As soon as we witnessed it, one of the guys i was hanging out with jumped up and pulled out a gun, but he didn't shoot at anyone...he was just pacing back and forth and waving it around angrily, like it was his friend that got shot and he was trying to stop himself from going out there and returning fire. I started walking away, because i figured the cops were gonna come, and i try my best to avoid pigs.

As i began to walk away, the dream became more third person, i noticed what i was wearing as if i was watching a video of myself. Then i looked back and i saw the guy with the gun, and his friend walking away from where we were hanging out. He was still flailing the gun around. I also noticed that the guy with the gun had on a grey denim jacket, and had really long dreads. He looked familiar, but i couldn't put a finger on it.

I started walking towards this neighborhood, i don't why. But in the dream there was this force that kept telling me to walk over there. I could see it clearly but the more i walked towards it the darker it got outside. When i got into the neighborhood i walked in between these two houses that had Rottweilers and Pitbulls chained up in the backyard. That kind of deterred me for a minute, but then i kept walking. As i got closer to the place i was trying to go, something told me to turn around and head back. So i did...and as i was walking back, one of the guys i was hanging out with from before yelled something to me as he was running in the direction i just left. I yelled something back to him, but i don't remember what it was. Then someone on a porch of one of the houses i was walking by told me to leave the neighborhood. I was already doing that, so i just ignored them...

I just kept walking until i woke up...


After i woke up, i couldn't help but try and make sense of that dream. I'm a very analytical person, and the first thing that came to mind when trying to break this dream down was my relationship with my father. He's always "been there" in my life, but we don't really get along. And recently i've been going through a lot of things. Mainly just dealing with some inner battles, like anyone would be at this time in their life. But because we don't really get along, we've never talked about it and he doesn't understand me. So, the only link i could make with my subconscious, conscious, and this dream is that the fight ("battle") i witnessed was really my own inner battle. The guy who pulled out the gun next to me and was waving it around angrily symbolizes my dad. Because he wanted to help the guy in the "battle" but he was too far away...

Then me walking off to that neighborhood, is me handling the situation how i handle most situations. And that's to handle it by myself, and just think it through in isolation.....

I don't know though, just a thought. Leave some comments if this was interesting to you, or if you have some other analysis.