The journey of JussiKala

So another ski trip dream. Dunno why I'm having these. Anywho.

This dream was very very vivid. I see no real reason for that..... though I did shut down my noisy PC (which is in my bedroom) for the first time in months while I sleep. Instead of a constant buzzing noise in the background, I had silence. Might have something to do with it, but I dun really know.

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So I was with some friends skiing on some random mountaintop. In this area, there were 3 different slopes that appeared. Two were major slopes and one was this traverse route. The dream began with me going through the traverse route. I was hungry at this point. So I see this hot dog stand, and I see my friend there, also eating. I ordered one too. Soon I realize I have no money. "That's allright" - the stand keeper says, "If you do these dishes for me, you won't have to pay", so I spend about 15 minutes there doing the dishes. It's a small stand with this small dedicated room for this kind of stuff. So then I continue on my way, meet up a couple of my friends there. They are following a guide that shows them around the place. The guide has a golden retriever dog running around following him as he skis down the hills.

So we arrive at the end of the traverse and there is this steep thin route downwards, the end of which is not visible. I go through it, but at the end, there is this snow bank I hadn't seen, I cannot stop my movement in time, I hit the snowbank and fly 10m in the air and land in the snow, and my skis are now broken. With the help of some of the other people, I get myself out of the snow with minor trouble and an aching back.

So we went the same route again a little later and I managed to go through without having a similar accident. We finally arrived at this point where the ski slope that had a ski lift go under it, and you had to jump over this canyon and over the ski lift there. We all managed that, we went downwards to the end of the slope, and boarded the ski lift. While in the lift, we saw other skiers cross the canyon too.

At the end of the ski lift, we arrived at this huuge structure. Apparently it was some sort of transportation system through the general area. I got stuck on the security check area because of ---blank spot on memory---- but I finally managed through. I was in a hurry to manage to the transportation (method was unclear) in time.

End dream.

This is a memorable dream from a couple of months back I thought I had listed up but apparently didn't. Worth listing anyhow. (Note: I have a gazillion ones I could list but my dreams are so nonsensical that I rarely do)

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So I was on this field with a few of my close family and friends. A couple of trees and a grassy ground. There was this slight hilltop. I approached it. On the top there was this ancient looking well, built from big stone blocks that had vegetation growing on them. I hear faint whispers from the well. I summon a couple of my family members to listen too. They too hear it all. Soon, my vision blurs, and we are sucked into the well.

We find ourselves on the floor of a big cave. There's a couple of hallways leading somewhere. And the well is still visible upwards. We pick one of the hallways, which is not cave anymore, but rather a mayan looking underground structure. We continue walking through it and hear the same whispers throughout. At some point, the voices got louder. The voice was a loud low pitched male sound with a sadistic tone to it. It informed us that we were there and stuck, and that he was going to play games with us.

So we spend hours wondering around while the voice with his powers traps us in individual rooms, tortures us, and releases us and so on. The thing says he'll give us one chance to get out. We are going to have to play ball with him, literally. There was this game of what was kinda like football, but all moves allowed, where the voice summoned living statues, again in the mayan artistic style, to act as players on the field in the game. A friend of mine scores and the entity lets him go. We continue playing, and ultimately loose, resulting in us being tortured to death by the stone giants beating us down.

This memory is very fragmented because I fell asleep again without writing it down first.

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I remember that this is not the first place we've been in. I think we've travelled around the world already. But now we're in paris with my school mates, or, some of them, that is. Perhaps a day off in an exchange student program? Anyhow. We had a couple of hours left and we went to see the Eiffel tower. We saw it from the base of the thing and thought we reeally didn't have time to do anything else. Walking to the top would've maybe been possible alone but with this group, there wouldn't have been enough time. Yet, there was no line in the elevator to the top, so we took that. At the top there was this souveneir shop thingy, where we spent a little time in because it was cold outside. After a while talking there with the other peoples, we all headed downwards. The dream ended.

So I was at this random house. Kinda old. Perhaps 50s architecture. Detached house. Composed of wood and white bricks, mostly. Surrounded by a big grassy field. And I was in the kitchen preparing food for some guests that were going to arrive soon. I had made cake and pasta and stuff. I was going to peel my potatoes but I noticed I only had five. I stressed out. I called someone else to keep doing whatever I was doing for a while while I went to the store. And there I was with more potatoes. So apparently the food was nowhere near ready and some of the guests were already there. So I went to greet them and quickly finish up what I was doing in the kitchen. I served them a half done meal.

Dreams were just blurry fragments. Typing as much as I remember
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The flood.

So I was at my grandparents house. They had just ordered some new exercising gadgets such as a treadmill and such. The delivery men just left them on the yard there. We went and tried out that every one of them was functional. Then went in to eat for a while. But when came back to see the outside, there was a 3m high flood there. I went there swimming to retrieve all the gadgets. Came back with a couple of them at a time. Retrieved them all in the end. I think this might've done something

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Norwegian lesson.

So I just started a new course, norwegian. So here I was in class and the teacher told us all to get our netbooks up. Everybody else got it easy but mine bugged. The guy gave us a few minutes to achieve a certain goal with this one program. I had difficulties because I couldn't get mine working, but I eventually managed to do it within the last couple of minutes there. I talked to a couple of the other students, who had apparentl ybeen raised to speak swedish, and could speak swedish, finnish, and english. I wondered that they must have it easy with this all because the two languages are very similar. They told me it's still difficult.

Okay this dream doesn't make any sense whatsoever. And I've usually refrained from posting dreams like this or worse here. But here it goes.

The whole dream took place in third person perspective, like a side scrolling video game.

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So apparently I had lost my main study book and the notebook I got with it. So I was ordered to go to the principals office to fetch new ones, which I would pay for later. Upon getting in to that room (wooden walls and floor with metal structures holding them there, a couple of bookshelfs with some odd items on them, and a red carpet on the floor), he told me he had no finnish version of the books left. I'd be forced to do with the swedish version. Too bad I can't read swedish.. at all. So I was kinda disappointed with this. So I decided to go look for the originals I'd lost. Found them nowhere. So apparently this was a space ship and I saw it now. I went to the waste processing facility to look if my books were there. Nope. I accidentally opened the airlock. There was me and one other guy now in space with him looking at me with an angry face. End dream.

The house was being renovated. It's usually been white, cheerful, modern looking, squarey rooms, and such. After the "renovation", the reason of which I never found out, the house was petty much only grayscale colors, with a dash of dark green and blue here and there. Rooms were triangley by shape, and the athmosphere was spookier. Me and the renovators were putting stuff like furniture, random boxes I did not know the contents of, electronics, food, and such, in the attic, to not get in the way during the renovation of the other part of the house. I went away for a little while. When I came back, I saw someone had taken all of the stuff from my personal room to the attic, including my PC and bed. They told me they'd have no time to do my room separately. I raged at them for a bit, and at least got them to agree to help to get the stuff out of the attic before they left.

So it was night. Had to sleep now. The only really suitable place was this semi-big branch off from the living room. There were mattresses on the floor for me and the other people who live in the house (nobody from IRL, just random people living in the same house... o.o ). So we slept there. I had to move my mattress out of the way of someone at some point, and as I was getting back on the matress to get some moar sleep, I came lucid. I have no clue.. at all how. That spot is a blank space in my memory. Those couple of seconds. Then I remember is realizing that this might be a dream, and then doing a nose pinch RC, and it being successful. I looked around. I stood up. I was glad. I remembered that I had a lucid goal of seeing a certain object and touching it. However, I failed this. At least, I think I did. You see, the memory ends there after looking around. I have a pretty strong feeling the dream ended there, yet I don't really know. There was no fading, no sudden end, yet I can't remember anything farther than that, and I dont' feel like anything happened either.

Walk through a school building

PS: Dream does not take place in an actual school, but an imaginary one. Though the dream was clear enough that I could draw the schematics of the school if I wanted to now.

So the dream began with me walking through the southern end of the building. Soon, I was faced with a bunch of lower grade kiddies having an event in a certain room of the building, blocking the path to where I was heading. Apparently this school housed all levels from kindergarten to university. After a little talk with the assistant teacher of the class, a young, beatiful lad, I was allowed to walk through. Apparently she thought the event was not thought completely through, and was decided to host in a spot that was inconvenient for all others. I continued on my way to where I was heading. Looking back, I saw the school church (what..? if a real school had a church in it, I'd go protesting) through a man height window divided into three sections, each of which were about 2/3 of the height of the window. The church itself was just a big cubic extention of the school building, made of red brick. It had one little door with a tri-window like the one mentioned earlier above it. Some vines were growing on the wall. The general inside style of the school was red brick walls with a reddish brown tile floor, and a white, low ceiling. After a couple of hallways, I arrived where I was supposed to go. Apparently at this point I remember that it's an info event, mainly taking place to make us consider where to advance after high school. Up first I see some class mates from the year just finished, and I see one from way back that I hadn't seen in ages, on the benches surrounding a sculpture in the middle of the room. One told me that one of my best friends had ragequit the final physics test and gotten a bad grade for it, as he had spent all his time trying to help others in it (don't know how this makes sense in a test, lol). He was there too. He looked down. And like he hadn't washed his long hair in ages. His hair was longer than IRL in this dream, more than the shoulder height it usually was. So I sat down on a large 10m, wall to wall, sofa which was black. My friend who was nearby, and whose backpack was on the sofa next to me, took it away to make more room, since it was at the very end of the sofa, next to which I sat down, and since I didn't have much room next to me on the other side. My old woodwork teacher from when I was only 14 came and offered us all some sandwiches/steak plates. I hesitated to take either and initially declined the offer for either, but then I decided to take a sandwhich. Didn't taste that great. I talked with one of my friends on the sofa a while, but the dream kinda ended there unclearly. Not sure at which point...



Infestation

I am on my computer, and notice that a part of my chest is tingling. I go to the bathroom to look at it in a mirror, and see that there's a bugbite on it. I scratch it. Accidentally I open it. I push the sides to get rid of the mush inside, but I end up squirting a lot of my real flesh out of it. A fistful of rotten flesh. Then I see it. It's completely filled with little worms and insects eating it. I freak out. I look closer, I mean, it's FILLED with them. And somehow I get the idea my whole body is too. My older brother calls out for me outside the bathroom so I clean up the flesh, put my shirt back on, and go talk to him. He asks questions about his new bass guitar. (what...? That's quite random)

PS: this dream made me not want to eat breakfast. A gross sight.

So it was the last day of the holiday I was on. Since there was nothing more to do at this point, and there was a ski center nearby, I thought, why not? It'd be ton of fun.

On the top of the mountain, or whatever it could be called, I had a quick overlook at the whole area. There was a main slope, a slope to the secondary ski center here, and numerous smaller slopes. At the bottom of the mainslope, there was this big building, which had a couple of restaurants and such, so I knew I was going to there later to eat and such. I thought I'd do best going to the secondary ski center first. And I took the looong nearly flat and very wide slope going there.

On the trip to the place where they sold tickets at, I noticed I had left my ski poles on the top of the mountain/whatever. So I had to rent some. The poles were both white. Afterwards I went and purchased the tickets. The lady there unfortunately didn't speak english for some reason, but I managed to mess around enough to figure out how to purchase tickets to the specific area I wanted to ski on. It was now 14:53. I'd better hurry.

I took the first lift up. On the trip I noticed my poles had changed color to pink. Unfortunately I did not reason myself further.

On the second lift, I noticed my poles were now yellow. I thought, what the heck, I'll do a nose pinch RC, and it worked. That instant, I came lucid. What happened in nearly all of my lucids started happening again. The dream was quickly fading away. But I managed to pull it back up with mental effort. I was now there, in the ski lift, looking around. I was in awe of the beatiful scenery around me, snowy mountains, large trees, etc. From the back of the hill, a blimp appeared, a big one. It slowly flew over the lift I was on there. I was amazed at all the detail. Afterwards, I remembered I had some goals to do in my dreams. The first of which was to count fingers. Not a challenge in any way but to just remember to do it. I looked around and had difficulty finding where my hand was. It took a while but I found it. Started counting my fingers. There were 5 on one hand. And on top of that, the ghost image of my hand too. Kinda what would happen IRL if you crossed your eyes. And at that point, I could not sustain the dream longer. And I woke up.

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Nearly forgot to fill this in and it's already 3 hours after waking up so I don't remember all the details of the dream so vividly anymore.