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    1. Post-Move Dream Canon (Plea)

      by , 04-02-2013 at 05:54 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      2008

      1. I am in a quiet suburban town. The majority of the houses are painted pink. So is the sky. I notice something very strange about it, but I cannot say what.

      2. My family moves to Plea. The sky is always pink, but right before something bad happens, it turns red. I wake up in the middle of the night and open a closet door. There are walls of broken baby dolls in there. One of them blinked. They eat me alive, and I wake up for real this time.
    2. Post-Move Dream Canon (Grimilia Strikes)

      by , 04-02-2013 at 05:30 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      2008


      1. I am at my elementary school at night. I am outside, and I am lucid. I walk to the border, but a mysterious figure in the fog blocks me. I get the feeling that I am not allowed, or will perish, if I cross the line. I realize it is Grimilia from before. She has a wolf with her by her feet. Someone else runs by and upon crossing the imaginary line is devoured by it. She calls him Tibb. I realize it is a werewolf when it transforms into a naked man, who wipes the blood off his mouth. When I see his face, I realize that he is the same man who I saw at the Marsh, the Island, and the Halo. He was following me. Why was he threatening me now when he helped me before? In fear, I run and hide, losing my lucidity.

      2. I am in a park. The sky turns very gloomy. People begin to run and shout that Grimilia is coming, and I become lucid. Instead of running, I walk slowly towards the exit. Grimilia is in a parked car. She is wearing a black suit. Instead of the hag form of before, she looks surprisingly young. Without fear, I slip into the passenger seat, and we drive away.

      3. Many people are in a maze-like complex. it has a viewof the city highway. We all run through it, avoiding Grimilia. I am the last to die.

      Updated 04-02-2013 at 05:44 PM by 60107

      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , memorable
    3. Pre-Move Dream Canon (The Nightmare Halo)

      by , 04-02-2013 at 05:19 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      2007

      1. I am in a dark formless void. I intend to go to leave Central Dreamworld, but I cannot seem to escape wherever this is. I meet a man who tells me that this is the Nightmare Halo; a place surrounding Central Dreamworld and created by Grimilia. We must escape quickly if we want to live. As we move into the darkness, we see random colorful neon shapes. They are oddly misplaced against the stark hell-scape of the Halo. We hear female laughter in the distance, but we make it back in time to the Island.

      2. I am crossing again, but this time Grimilia gets me.

      3. I am lucid and running through a neon building at night to escape from Grimilia.
      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , memorable
    4. Pre-Move Dream Canon (Central Dreamworld)

      by , 04-02-2013 at 05:10 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      2007

      1. I am in a bustling city. I is filled with marketplaces, and it is very lively. There is a central structure or castle. I enter it, but in the stairs I fight zombies that have escaped from the Island. I make my way to the outside of a mansion. In it, I go into a small house that has imagery of space instead of walls as if it was a green screen. Through a portal comes up an adversary. I fight him. Grabbing the broom, I use its magical properties. I go out and see that the yard has decayed like a glacier or an avalanche. I climb down the tundra-scape and meet a talking white bunny who helps me escape the mansion.

      2. I take an art class at an abandoned mansion. I realize that I am dreaming when I discover that all the other residents are vampires. I befriend them, but the host becomes angry. He chases the vampires out and I, one day, see in the backyard an array of pillars-no stakes-impaling all of them.

      Updated 04-02-2013 at 05:42 PM by 60107

      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , memorable
    5. Murder (Synch With Katsuno)

      by , 04-02-2013 at 05:04 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      3/26/13

      1. I am in the streets at night. I go to my house and there is a friend there. We get into a fight, and he shoves me. I strike him down, and shove him across the floor. I punch him again. His head touches the unpolished concrete roughly, and blood comes from his head. The rage that I felt before turns to panic. He doesn't respond. I check his pulse, and he is still alive. I freak out about what will happen when he wakes up, and I take a hammer and bludgeon him. I hit him many times until the blood gets all over my arms. I become so angry at him, yet so sad. I experience emotions that I cannot describe. I leave his body. It is now six in the morning, and I go outside on the streets again to cool down. I am filled with satisfaction but also deep regret. The perfect idea ignites in my mind; I would dump the body in the field ten blocks behind my house. I only have an hour before sunrise, and I run inside to grab the body. It is gone. Someone took it. I am freaked out since I have no idea what is going on. Why would someone want a body? Why would they want to help me? Are they working for the police? The cops are at school the next week. They say they want to talk to some students. They check everybody's arms for traces of blood. I wipe my hands with a baby wipe just to check even though I know their their technology could find me even if I bathed in ethanol. The officer is coming around slowly to each desk in turns as my English teacher speaks. I get up to ask to go to the bathroom in order to get out of this. Someone sitting behind me who I do not know says 'Can't. They won't let you leave.' I switch seats with him because he already got his arm checked meaning that the officer would check him twice, and I would go free. Then the man asks me a question. I answer it in a subtle voice. He tells me to speak louder. I do, but he reiterates his request. I speak above medium volume, but he still inquires me to talk louder. I don't respond. He says something. I reply with a graceful shot that echoes and shudders the classroom and the faces of the children astonished by my newfound extroversion. The officer is about to condemn me for switching, but he leaves the school, saying that there is someone in the neighborhood he wants to check.

      Updated 04-06-2013 at 01:20 AM by 60107

      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid , nightmare
    6. Waterfall (Attempted Shared Dream with Windhover and Lmrhone)

      by , 04-02-2013 at 04:14 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      Quote Originally Posted by Windhover@ View Post
      That's why hypnosis is powerful for this


      Well guys I didn't have pleasant night/morning today. I remember going to a waterfall but it's foggy now. I wanted to try WILD during the night but the freaking noise distracted me a lot...I hate myself so much right now..
      This is what I have for the SD attempt:

      4/2/13


      1. I am in a forest. There are large mountains flowing through the dreamscape with various buildings of solitude laced appropriately in the woods. Many cliffs are hanging below the beauty. I see in the distance the same exact spacious field that I was going to bury the body in from Katsuno's synch murder dream. There is another person with me, but I do not understand who. I cannot see their face. We find another person sitting on a cliff in thought. He resembled my dad at first, but then he changed into someone else I did not recognize. I go back to my house, but my family is fighting. I go back to the forest and intend to see the Asian Art Museum that was the center of the landscape. I must pay admission, so I just walk home. Before I leave the forest, I see a waterfall flowing over the cliffs.

      2. I am in a circular building with a group of people. Every room looks the same. We are running from something. We hide in a room, but I cannot lock the intricate door. I call for help, but no one responds. I run to the other section with some people, but the thing breaks in because of the unlocked door. He slaughters many. We run, but we keep slipping through the blood. Only a small number of people are left. Everybody is panicking, but I become lucid for no reason. Everything is clear and vivid. I remember everything suddenly. I become overwhelmed; I need to get back to the waterfall in order to share the dream. I feel the reality slip away, and my senses fade. I panic and twirl around, rubbing my hands. The dream regresses into a mere visualization of hypnapompia as I awaken.

      3. I am altar serving at some important mass, but it is not revealed to me what the mass is for.

      4. I am in my backyard with two other people. Once again, I cannot specify who they are because the dream is hazy. They joke around too much, and I begin to get mad at them because they are playing with my bracelet that I need for some important Christian ceremony that occurs annually. (It doesn't actually exist.) One of them throws the bracelet, and I have to look for it. I use the same one this year because I did not buy another one as the ceremony intends. I wait in line to go into the bathroom where everybody writes down their intent for the year in secret. I could not think of something, so I wrote a series of gibberish letters. The recurring pair was the two letters 'S' and 'D' together. I was not lucid.

      Updated 04-30-2013 at 03:40 AM by 60107

      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , task of the year
    7. Back at the Lake

      by , 03-24-2013 at 08:08 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      3/22/13

      3. I am back at the Lake. I am in a car. My dad is bashing my head against the dashboard. I scream, but he doesn't stop. I run and hide from him, but my blood trail gives it away. I tell my friend to call the police, but she just helps me run through the woods. My dad is chasing me. I stop and see that my mom is dead, but I spit on her body. The DC friend is crying. We run until we get out, and we go to school the next day in the dream. We have to go on a field trip to the Lake, but we see the car with the door open where my dad disappeared. No one else notices. We get to the Lake. It has split off into a waterfall. If I was lucid, I would have known that the Marsh was near there. There is a machine that brings wooden slits across water in a diagonal grid. When they reach the end, the slits open up into body-sized squares. We have to jump into it to go down. I am a little nervous, but I go down. The chaperone tells me to meet the other DC in the water tube. I am confused, but then I realize that I have scuba gear on. I talk to the kid. He begins to respond, but we unexpectedly fall out of the water tube and onto a floor. We are separated from the rest. I see white halls, and realize that it is in a hospital. It looks abandoned. There is a wheel chair and a lot of trash scattered across the floor. We cannot get back up to the lake. I tell the DC that when I used to visit the Lake, it was haunted. He becomes scared, and I see a dead raven.

      Updated 04-02-2013 at 05:02 PM by 60107

      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    8. Pre-Move Dream Canon (Meeting Grimilia)

      by , 03-24-2013 at 08:01 PM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      2006-2007
      It is a normal day in the world of my dreams. I am reliving my day through day residue, and everything seems as a normal dream would be. I bounce a ball with a DC friend. I stop because I smell smoke. We go inside his house and see his mother dead on the kitchen floor. A chicken baster is impaling her eye. The oven is on fire, and the lights go out. We run over to my house in fear. We look out the window to the DC's house, and it is completely ablaze. We run to the other kids on the block, and discover that every one of their parents were murdered. Each house is flaming, and the it is night. The fire slowly calms until the houses are mostly blackened skeletons of their construct. We run through the decay, but one of the herd of kids falls dead. Another is burned alive. We suspect it is the murderer who killed our parents and is now after us. One bashes his head open on the frame of a burnt doorway. The other falls down a stairwell and bleeds from his cuts. There are now only five. Instead of running from house to house, we run into the Lake's forest. We trek through the trees, but one more dies when he falls behind. We decide that we need to split-up in order to preserve our lives in numbers. I say that that is a terrible idea, and that that is what the murderer wants. However we do it anyways. We are supposed to meet back up at the highway. I run through the forest as fast as I can for an hour. It is almost sunrise. I go to the highway, but no one is there. I begin to become worried, and I go back to the clearing. No one is there, and I see blood thrown across the grass. The trees rustle, and I stumble around the circle in wonder. Where are they? An old crone woman appears from the forest. She appears calm and says, "My name is Grimilia. Can you help me?" I move closer towards her. Before I realize what is happening, she pulls out a bloodied knife. I immediately become lucid. The scenario, the antics of the killer, all point to my dream themes. I am still scared. I attempt to use dream control, but it is too late. She sinks the knife into me. Even though it is a dream, I still feel the pain as sharp as ever. I awaken.

      Updated 04-02-2013 at 05:40 PM by 60107

      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , memorable
    9. Pre-Move Dream Canon (The Lake)

      by , 03-24-2013 at 01:14 AM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      2006-2007

      1. I go to the pond by my house and realize that there are seven mystical locations in the forest near it. The next day, my friends and I search the woods but cannot find the locations.

      2. I return to the Lake. I am older when I have this dream. I notice it, and become lucid. Unlike the swaying trees and sweet water of the Lake of my childhood, it is broken and gloomy, causing me to fear a broken psyche. I tell the DC next to me to stay away from the Lake. I try to run away into a new dream scene because I know something bad will happen if I stay dreaming here. I run to a house. While I am in it, the lights go out. I maintain lucidity, but I am overwhelmed with terror. An entity creeps in the shadows. I run out of the house, and as I do, a hand touches my ankle. I go back to the lake, but the DC isn't there. I become worried. I do not want to awaken, so I simply go into the forest. All of the trees are dead. I call for the missing DC. I become frightened and run out. I stumble over the twigs that dig into my shins. I find another DC. He appears delusional. It is night, but the DC wants to go swimming in the pond. For some reason, I feel more terrified than before of the water. I scream at him, but he twists a grin and drags me into the lake. The water becomes murky and I see blood and an unnatural smile as I wake up.

      Updated 04-02-2013 at 05:39 PM by 60107

      Tags: lake, lucid, nightmare
      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , memorable
    10. Pre-Move Dream Canon (Incubus Collection)

      by , 03-24-2013 at 12:45 AM (Another Night: Best of Jabre's Dream Journal)
      2004-2005

      1. I have been sleeping in my bed. I am five years old. I have a strange dream that a faceless creature is living underneath my bed, banging on the bed frame to get out. This nightmare continues so drastically that I have trouble distinguishing dream from reality. I frequently check underneath my bed for the thing.

      2. I have a nightmare that the thing breaks out and strangles me, and then marches through the city. I spray monster repellent at it. Not understanding that it is a dream, I check underneath my bed to assure that it wasn't there anymore. I expect to have a good night sleep, but I do not. The incubus gets me each night.

      3. I dream I am touring the preschool I am going to. My mom chats with the teacher while I go to play with the blocks, but I see it crouching behind a chair, shrouded in darkness. The next day I go to my real preschool in fear.

      Updated 03-27-2013 at 12:34 AM by 60107

      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable , dream fragment
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