non-lucid

Kim has a laptop, one that I was using for iTunes. An error occurs and a box appears. It's nothing but numbers. There is a space to type. Kim picks up my phone and looks up something. She tries to type it but it doesn't work. I tell her that the program is not meant for that. She gets mad, thinking that I just don't want her using my phone or the laptop.I tell her to think about it like a different language. The program only recognizes numbers. So typing letters won't work. She ignores me and keeps trying to type words. I tell her that she's using the wrong language. I then tell her to imagine a new language, one that we don't understand and it doesn't understand us. She says okay. I ask her what good would it do, talking to someone like that. They can't understand us and we can't understand them. And speaking our language, as if they should understand, does no good. Regardless of the speaking or typing, it simply won't work. She nods her head in understanding.

Julie and I are on Olive Creek St., reading a sign on one of the lamp posts. The sign is fuzzy. We immediately look at each other and know that we have to run home as fast as we can. In my head, before he appears, I see a man. I can't see his face and he's covered from head to toe in black leather. I know he's dangerous and will get us if we don't run. We start running and just as we are about to turn on our street, I look behind me and the bad man is walking behind us. We run faster and make it home. We run into the house and lock the locks and wait. We both look out of the peep hole and we see the man walk past the house.

Another long absence. Too long, I think. I shall be catching up, writing previous dreams I haven't been able to until now...

I'm in Grandma's house looking for something to eat. I'm really hungry. I can't find anything in the fridge, so I go look in the fridge outside. There is so much food but I cant decide what I want.

Dream Fragment: I'm standing in a line waiting to buy myself lunch. An older man walks up to me and smiles, asking me if I believe in God. I smile back and say yes. He claps his hands together excitedly and begin to repeat verses of the Bible. My Grandpa walks up next to me and tells him to stop. He then says, "Do not share knowledge you aren't supposed to know". The man, in anger, walks away. My Grandpa smiles and says, "2:17". I smile back.


I know there is a ton more of this that I can't remember. This bothers me. As for the "2:17" reference, I do not recall a specific book going along with that. So I looked up some of the "2:17" chapters in the Bible. Oddly enough, they all involve something important to me. Things I needed to know, I think.

Acts 2:17 - 'In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams.'

1 John 2:17 - 'The world and its desires pass away, but whoever does the will of God lives forever.'

James 2:17 - 'In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.'

2 Peter 2:17 - 'These people are springs without water and mists driven by a storm. Blackest darkness is reserved for them.'

Mark 2:17 - 'On hearing this, Jesus said to them, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”'

I'm walking through an underwater cave. It looks like the 'Shark Encounter' at Sea World. There are large glass windows every few feet but there are no fish to be seen. I pick up my pace and see a really bright exit to the cave. I exit the cave and take in my surroundings. It's beautiful. There is a huge body of water surrounded by the circular cave walls. The water is crystal clear and there is a huge water fall. The cave walls are shades of beige and brown and orange. The walls are covered in bright green ivy and gorgeous flowers of every color. I jump into the pool and swim around happily for a few minutes. The water is warm. I look up from where I jumped and notice that the edge has risen, and it's now a high cliff. I think nothing of it and continue enjoying my swim. Suddenly I feel a current under my feet, as if something big were swimming underneath me. I look down into the water and see two large, dark figures. They swim to the surface in a matter of seconds. Two Great White sharks appear, their heads out of the water. They both look at me. They are the biggest I've ever seen and lovely to look at. They are a steel grey on top and pure white on their bellies. Their eyes are pitch black but soft in appearance, as if they are looking at me in fondness. I smile and pet both of their heads and they lean into the touch happily. I start swimming again, both of the sharks at my side. I feel safe with them. Not five minutes later I stop, a sudden fear grabbing me. I look at both of the sharks and they look extremely angry. The three of us look up to the cliff and hear the roar of an engine. A an orange bug speeds to the edge of the cliff and stops. A man gets out of the car and looks directly at me. I don't like him and I know he means to hurt me. I cower against the sharks. They both nuzzle my sides and swim with me to the far wall. Steps appear behind me there, so I climb them and sit on a small patch of grass and flowers. I pet the sharks and smile. They swim back to the center of the pool. The man gets back into the car and backs up. He then speeds right over the cliff with the intent to hit me with his car. He lands right in the center of the pool. As soon as the car hits the water, he's out and trying to swim towards me. I panic but then see that the sharks are going after him. A huge whirlpool shows up and the man is caught in it. It flings him in circles like a rag doll. One of the sharks get caught in it too and I immediately jump in the water to save it. I reach out my hand and grab the shark's fins, pulling it out of the whirlpool. Both sharks come to my side and we swim to the opposite side of the cave. Just as I touch the wall, I look behind me and the man is flung into the cave wall next to the water fall. I can hear his bones crack and blood goes everywhere, turning the water around him red. I breathe a sigh of relief and put my arms around the sharks.

I haven't been remembering dreams lately. I don't know what happened. It just stopped for a while. I'm hoping it comes back. I've been away for a while. I only have a fragment right now, but it's better than nothing.

Dream Fragment: I'm standing in a very green forest, on the edge of a cliff. Standing next to me is Rumpelstiltskin (Robert Carlyle). We are both calmly looking over the forest, at the small town of Storybrooke. "This is ours, Dearie", he whispers. He takes my hand and squeezes it gently. I smile and agree. "Ours", I whisper back.

I'm in a house I've never been in, standing near a girl I don't know. We are in a kitchen. The girl walks up to me with a small, glass teapot. She holds it out to me. I take it from her and immediately start drinking. It's filled with warm, sweet tea. I drink every last drop and lick as much of the inside as I can reach. Once I'm done, I turn around to the kitchen sink, turn on the faucet and begin to rinse the teapot. The girl walks up next to me with a few more in her hands. I finishing rinsing and place the pot on a towel on my other side. As I set the pot down, the handle breaks off. I panic for a second, but instantly I calm down and rinse a new teapot that the girl hands to me. "That always happens," she says. "You have to be more gentle with them." I nod slightly in agreement and we rinse off the rest of the teapots.

I'm walking through the very crowded breezeway at my old elementary school. Though obviously visible, I'm trying desperately to not be seen. From head to toe my body is covered in black clothing. I stop walking when I see two of my cousins. They haven't seen me, so I run to the flight of stairs next to the office and don't look back.

Dream Fragment 1: I'm standing really close to a man who looks like John Barrowman (an actor). We're in an aisle of a store. He looks so upset and I feel really apologetic. He moves closer to me and smiles.

I'm lying on a huge bed, in the center, with someone on top of me. The person's form is fuzzy and faceless. I get the feeling it's a male. He is nuzzling his face into my stomach. He places both of his hands on me. One is on the side of my stomach and the other is placed directly under my chest. He nuzzles a bit more and then suddenly jumps up and off the bed. He's at the foot of the bed jumping up and down repeatedly, pointing at my stomach. I cannot tell if he is excited or frightened. I sit up slightly, leaning on one of my elbows. My other hand immediately goes to my stomach. I begin to panic. I can hear my heartbeat, like thunder roaring in my ears. Then I realize there is a second heartbeat in my ears and I can feel it underneath my hand. My eyes widen and my breath catches in my throat.

I'm admiring myself and the dress I wear in a huge, full-length mirror. The color of the dress is a deep midnight blue. It's floor-length and rather simple in it's design. My hair is long, below my shoulders and pinned half up. I have no makeup on. For a long time I stare at myself with a small frown on my face. "I'm more comfortable in pants," I say. "I'd probably look better in them too." I hear a short laugh behind me. Louis is watching me. He slowly makes his way to my side and we both look into the mirror, his eyes going to my face and my eyes looking to his. He's smiling. "You look beautiful like this," he says. "It doesn't matter what you wear, pants or a dress, I want you to be comfortable and wear what you please, but you are beautiful." I smile big then, and notice the small fangs in my mouth. I gasp, turning away from our reflections and to him at my side. He is already looking at me. He pulls me to him, an arm around my waist and his other hand behind my head. I place my hands on his chest and bury my face in his neck. "We are the same," he whispers into my hair. He holds me tighter and I sigh happily.

I'm in Grandma's kitchen and looking out the window at the night sky. After a few minutes, the sky starts spinning and changing. When it stops, I'm amazed at the sight. The sky is brighter and more colorful. It reminds me of the Northern Lights, but a million times better. I run to grab my phone so that I can take a picture. I'm about to take a picture when a massive, rainbow marbled planet appears. It's beautiful. I snap a picture. Suddenly, I'm transported to a desolate place, like ruins in a desert. I get a bad feeling and I know something terrible has happened. Then out of nowhere, an army of faceless soldiers march toward me.

Dream Fragment: A school councilor is telling me that keeping a container of onions is good and will wake me up. A small container of onions appears and starts singing, "I'm full of onions, please keep me near. I bet you won't let me kick you in the rear."

I was able to knock out for an hour or so...

I'm standing above a body on a table. This person, which I cannot see, is restrained with endless amounts of plastic. I'm holding a knife right above their heart. My hands won't stop shaking. Dexter walks up behind me, pressing his chest into my back and securing his arms around my waist. "You can do this", he says. "I'm right here with you." I close my eyes, take a breath, and without hesitation, I plunge the knife into the body.

I had the worst night. I could not for the life of me get to sleep. And when I was able to sleep a little bit, it was a very light sleep and never more than an hour or so. I'm really tired. I just can't sleep! I did have some fragments though....

Dream Fragment 1: Kurt Hummel and I are excitedly walking down a huge spiral staircase. There are tons of people, so I grab his hand. He looks down at our joined hands and then at my face, smiling the whole time. We then start trying every handshake that we can think of and crack up laughing.

Dream Fragment 2: I'm holding a baby boy in my arms. He tells me that he has to go to the bathroom. I raise him higher on my hip and start walking hurriedly to the bathroom. He falls asleep in my arms.

I'm sitting on a couch, my wrist held out in front of me by Castiel. He is wrapping up an ugly wound. I watch him work and I'm glad to see the wound disappear underneath the white cloth. I smile, looking into his eyes. And I ask, "Why are you so sweet on me, Clarence?". He carefully finishes his work and looks at me, still holding my wrist in his hands. "I don't know...", he says quietly. A small, almost sad smile comes to his face. "I'm sorry.", he adds, and slowly he casts his eyes downward. I shift forward and closer to him, reaching out to lift his face in my hands. I smile and kiss his forehead. I close my eyes and say, "It's okay... you're my unicorn".


Dream Fragment: I'm in one of the high school outside hallways. Michael is stupid and I'm really pissed off. I launch myself at him, pushing him back towards one of the green beams. Super Mario music is playing. And when he hits the beam with his back, the Super Mario death music plays.

I'm in a really loud dressing room. People are running around. It's madness. Men and women are getting me dressed, fixing my hair and doing my make up. They push me to the runway. I can see through the curtain. There are hundreds of people watching the show. Before I walk out, a woman looks me over one last time. I get the ok and now I'm walking. I smile and look at everyone. I know that after this they will all regret hurting me. I am a model. They get to watch me. I make it to the end of the runway and twirl to show off my dress. I then start walking back, smiling the whole way. Before I go behind the curtain again, I twirl one more time and wave to the crowd. I am happy.