I was in the apartment with my boyfriend and we were putting a bunch of coins into this coin bank/personal vending machine thing. Then in the same dream, we were in college and both living in dormitories. My dormitory was no good and my boyfriend told me you had to put on the form that you had more money to get a better dorm room. Then in some student center part of campus my boyfriend was talking to some other guys about some girl he doesn't like. (I wasn't in this part of the dream but I was just observing) Then that same girl shows up with a bunch of other girls and they start doing some kind of health promotion rally. Then there is some other thing going on on campus, some kind of campaign promoting something like "Don't just run, run up stairs." The whole thing was about how plain running is pointless and you should run up all the stairs of all the buildings on campus. I was just plain running across campus when I came across some of the promoters yelling out something about running up stairs. So when I got into the library I ran up all the stairs to the very top floor of the library. I thought about taking some laps around the library, running up and down the stairs three times, but I was too embarrassed to let people see me running up the stairs over and over. So I went into the very top floor of the library. (the stairs were like spiral stairs for each staircase, with a door in between each floor). On one of the floors I saw a girl who held a door open for me and looked at me strange because I was running up all the stairs. The very top floor of the library was kind of small and cozy with colorful new books that looked more like comic books than academic books. Along with the bookshelves and books, there were rugs, couches, and computers. There were a few other people up there sitting on chairs reading. College is a dream sign for me now because I just finished college earlier this month so if I find myself in college again I should remember to do a reality check.
Writing everything out like this in short summaries is very therapeutic. Recurring character is recurring. I am drifting over the water. I am dead. I am missing my other body, but what is it? Invisible, impossible, immortal. it is the body which grants me power. --- --- --- --- --- A single note, at the bottom of one of my journal pages. 'I don't remember why we were in the submarine'. --- --- --- --- --- Hypnagogia. A single voice on the edge of sleep. "Fall back into my tentacles." "Excuse me!?" I stammer, but darkness envelops me. --- --- --- --- --- I am walking with my brother, advising him about some personal struggles he is having. I get him to a read from a poetry book that he has been assigned for school. I haven't read it, but I'm surprised at how good the content is, and relevant to his problems. I tell him to read one passage a day and meditate on its meaning. --- --- --- --- --- He's under house arrest. Had we been stealing things? I feel like it must have been for a good cause. Eggs! Oh man, I want some eggs. He is quickly forgotten in my pursuit of eggs. --- --- --- --- --- A man and a woman have kidnapped me, ferreting me away into the nearby forest. They need time to cast their teleportation spell, but a warrior woman has followed us looking for me. I manage to sight her through the trees. She looks exactly like me. Perhaps I should have struggled. The spell is cast and the dream shifts. --- --- --- --- --- I shift, and find myself in a forest. He is here with me, the Sentinel. There isn't a doubt in my mind that it is him. We smile at each other and talk a little, but mostly there is just a silent knowing. I have to climb a tree. One of the branches is on an incline and is long, sturdy and straight, but it is broken right up near the trunk. I am small, perhaps it will hold my weight a while, but not for long. He watches me, giving the occasional word of advice. He feels I should abandon that path altogether and climb up the smaller, but more secure network of branches to the side. I think that I can make the best of both. --- --- --- --- --- "It's 5:70pm," someone says. For some reason, it doesn't strike me as odd. --- --- --- --- --- I am walking down a street, but I can empathically sense everything about the occupants of the houses without seeing them. One of my friends arrive, so I tell him all about it, forgetting that it is quite normal for a dream. --- --- --- --- --- We are soldiers in a five-man squad. Zombies attack. I climb to elevation and use my rifle to pick them off. It does not take us long to dispatch them, but our commanding officer informs us that we cannot move on until we find our final party member who has gone missing during the raid. We look around us but cannot see him. Other squads past by and radio messages are sent out, but nobody knows where he is. I think about what I know of him to try and work out where he could have gone. All I know is that his name is Horse, because he is a horse. --- --- --- --- --- I am in a fantasy game world. A quest giver keeps telling me to take a Potion of Patience and sit still for a while. I should have taken their advice. --- --- --- --- --- I'm walking, but my vision and cognition are still very hazy. "Sentinel? I wonder if you can hear me," I say. "I can always hear you," he replies, a voice in my mind. My attention is piqued. "Let me go somewhere quieter away from all these people so we can talk," I say. A nice idea, but I am distracted easily. There are people listening to music, and I dance and sing along, thoroughly enjoying it. When I feel I have spent enough time intruding on their space, I turn around. There is figure concealed by shadows smoking and observing in silence. I thank him for letting me enjoy this time, and move on. --- --- --- --- --- The kingdom is fleeing at the behest of the Queen. A bushfire approaches and threatens their lives. The young royal advisor frantically suggests that we should check on the Watchers, the entities which look over our kingdom, before we leave in case their loyalty should wander in our absence. I go up to their chamber, overlooking the town. The walls are carved stone and the room is well lit. The door opens before me, bidding me entrance. On a stone plinth sits a thick tome. The Book of Kings! I am excited to see it in person. The Watchers fill the pages with information when they wish to communicate with the royals of the kingdom. My mother may be the Queen, but I am not of royal blood. This is a great honour. I sit down, filled with anticipation. The advisor returns, freaking out that we should become trapped in here by the Watchers and never allowed to leave. I snicker under my breath. "Just approach the door and it will open for you," I say aloud. But in my head, I think 'Or rather, they will open it for you'. --- --- --- --- --- I'm taken to a bar by some friends. One by one, people from my past begin to arrive. It feels as if this has been arranged. We go outside to observe a ceremony. Hundreds of people are amassed on the banks of a river as a a boat comes through and the ritual begins. Everyone begins to glow red or blue and their abdomens look like interlocking fingers. Each chooses a partner and merges with them, before disappearing and ascending. One boy approaches me, but I ask him to keep his distance. Eventually they all disappear, and only a small number of us are left behind. They will return when the journey is over and they have seen what was intended. I seek out an older woman inside the tavern. She is the lover of a wise old Indian man. I ask her about the ceremony, but she does not want to say too much, and I do not want to appear ignorant. She says that the ritual requires the ingestion of a certain mushroom, and that they will return after its effects end. I ask her if she ever joined in the ceremony before, and she tells me that she has not. --- --- --- --- --- Hypnapompia. My cat is meowing, but it sounds more agitated than normal. My half-dreaming mind translates it into words as I border on the edge of sleep. "I'm sorry if I have offended your personality as a lion," she says in my dream.
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Whew. Last entry of 2015. I had lots of dreams last night, tbh. Let's see if I can remember them all... probably not. I was at this weird hotel/motel place. Maybe a cheap condo. Anyway. I think I remember my parents with my cousins. I was walking around and I ran into a girl I hooked up with. She invited me to her room/flat? so I went in there. She'd flirt with me, but whenever I tried to hold her hand or something, she'd step away from me. I didn't really know what to do, so I left. I heard some yelling outside (I was still standing in the corridor of this weird building), so I decided to check what was going on. It was night, but it was all kinda... amber-ish. It was like there was a huge fire somewhere. I started walking around, it all looked like a medieval city. I remember seeing my grandfather on the floor, his neck broken. I wasn't sure what had happened, so I kept walking. Interestingly enough, my grandfather's death didn't really shock or upset me. I found my parents and my family and some strangers standing outside a building. It kinda looked a bit like an old church. They were trying to hide and they seemed afraid of whatever was going on. I wanted to know WHAT was going on, but I woke up. My other dream: I was lost in... I dunno, I think it looked like a swamp? I was surrounded by tiny lakes and I kept trying to find a way to get out of there. I finally realised I'd have to go through all the water to get somewhere. I was trying to figure out which tiny lake was not as bad when some fishes started jumping out of the water, into the land where I was. Now. When I was a kid, I was TERRIFIED of fishes. Don't ask me why. I just never liked them. So when those fishes started flailing all over the ground, since they were dying, I completely freaked out. They were too close to me and they'd touch me soon. I started shouting in utter despair and that got enough courage to simply run the eff away from there. I finally got to the higher ground. I was still scared. I could see other animals around, though I can't remember what they were. I ran some more and I found another place like the one from the other dream. I broke into one of the apartments through one of its windows. And found myself in a room with lots of giant chickens. They were mostly sleeping, but they were as tall as I am, so I freaked out, opened the door and got out of there. As I was leaving, I ran into my ex-gf, who was NOT my ex-gf in the dream, and some other people. They were like "hey, wanna check the place where we keep the big chickens?" and I didn't know how to say "I WAS JUST THERE AND THEY'RE CREEPY" so I went along with them. When we got there, we stayed in the living room (no chickens there, thank goodness) and they were like "oh, there's this cool video game where you gotta dance!" and they started playing it. I was interested in my ex-gf (poor, innocent dream me), so I kept trying to get her attention. She finally told me to meet her later. And I woke up, so YAY I WON'T HAVE TO SEE HER LATER!!! She was a bad girlfriend, okay? REALLY. BAD. Finally, I don't remember much of this dream. I know I was in a room OF THE SAME HOTEL/MOTEL/CHEAP CONDO place. Like, seriously. Anyway, I ran into another girl I hooked up with. We started making out and then we got to bed. And then I woke up in the dream. She was like "we were making out and you suddenly said 'well, this was fun, but I'm tired' and then you just fell asleep". She was visibly upset and I was like "I actually don't even remember that, but I'm sooo sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I guess I was just really that tired, didn't mean to hurt you. She forgave me and I decided it was probably time for me to go. So I went outside and I woke up.
Hello my friends .its really a very complicated topic, and when we want to get a result , we can't because we have to make many elements together in logic order to get a logic answer, and make our view 360° with a dynamic movement to cover and get every reason that prove just one of the two points of view "atheist or believer" because each one cancel the other this is very important thing "if not we can't get any result " we stay in and on the zero readout pointer of the balance and that's a bad situation I think. we can make a current equation to know which side is logic . We have also to give a rigth meaning to the key words of this topic, "to beleive require to believe first and we increase it with science,or we buid it from first with uncomplited scientific proofs;we can believe without sceitific basis and we can only folow science and to be atheist " but here we made choices without reason and we chose one part we don't know is it true or not . which one can give us a believe poofs list vs atheist proofs list and we will chek every single element for both and lets try to get a result. you can use text ,videos and recorded textslets do it together without limit our work by time. who will start this contest ? come on
1. I was heading to the supermarket planning to get a plant to use for cooking something when I spot said plant growing on the ground. I decided to save money and just rip the plant out the ground and ask people at this botany lab for a flower pot to put it in. Halfway there a guy comes up to me and tells me because I ripped that plant from the ground these plant creatures came and attacked the lab. Thinking I just need to give them the plant back, I head to the lab and ask the secretary where the creatures are so I can return it. She tells me where and starts to get mad when she realizes this whole thing is my fault. I open the door to see what the creatures looked like and saw that they're just paper cut-outs with plant cells drawn on them.
1. I was walking in some sort of school. Class had just ended and I walked out and started roaming the hallways. I wasn't sure where I was going, but I was going for sure. The hallways of this school were very narrow. The ground was covered in a clean white tile and the walls were covered with freshly painted dark blue lockers. Above all of the lockers was a long continuous window that let in a good amount of sunshine to the point where it actually lighted up all of the tiles even brighter than they already were with their white color. As I continued walking, I remember tripping on something. I sat on the ground. "This is odd" I thought to myself. I then decided not to get off of the ground but instead scoot backwards to wherever I was going. As I scooted backwards I became conscious of how fast I was moving. I wasn't on a set of wheels or anything, just on my butt, yet I was sliding with ease as though I were. I didn't even look back as I scooted. Eventually I turned left and started scooting myself down another hallway. I heard a lady talking from behind me and thought "I should probably turn around so I don't run into this lady", but I didn't. As expected, I ran into the lady by accident. I fell to the ground from the scooter position I was in. I then got up off of the ground and apologized. "My bad, I wasn't looking where I was going" I told the lady. "Don't worry about it, it's okay" she responds. I then start walking back down the hallway where I came from and thought to myself, "I need to start up again on my awareness so I can become Lucid." 2. I was inside of my friend Pat's room, but his room wasn't inside of his own house; it was inside of Dylan's house. Me, Pat, and Dylan were all laying on our stomachs on Pat's bed playing video games. At one point we stopped and just chilled and talked. I look down at the bed sheets and notice that this is my bed that were are laying on(wow, my bed inside of pats room inside of dylans house, spooky stuff lmfao). We all get up off of our stomachs and sit criss cross apple sauce. I reach into my pocked and grab my ipod. "Look at my ipod man" I say to Dylan "I've had this thing for 6 years and it's still working good". I look at it closely and then realize that my ipod is white and is two times bigger than it normally is. "Wait hold up this isn't my ipod hahaha". I then get up and walk to Pat's closet, put the ipod down, and then grab mine out of my other pocket. "Wow that was weird. Am I dreaming?" I ask myself. Right after I ask myself the question I forget it and sit back down on the bed(wow, wasn't that amazing). 3. I don't remember anything about this dream besides the fact that I knew I wasn't being self aware and it was bothering me and I needed to step up my game.
I was riding a car. There was a driver. A friend, M, was beside me instead of his usual position beside the driver. We were leading the driver to go to a certain place inside a hotel. It gets tricky because some areas are very narrow. We were about to go through a narrow area, with M on the wheel this time, when the guards and hotel personnel caught our attention. They were making signs of not going through. Instead of panicking, which I sometimes do in dreams, I acknowledged them and asked for directions. There was a sudden change in the atmosphere, from frustration to assistance (or something). They helpfully led us to the correct path and even "carried" the car, which has changed to a small object, something sphere-like, being carried by four men. I tried to help but they signaled they can handle it. -- Notes: - Slept around 3-4 am - Woke up around 9 am - Read the last part of The Golden Compass before sleeping, which has a scene with a narrow path - I did not take
I was trying to fill out a form to purchase a jump rope online. (My jump rope broke in half yesterday IWL). My dad was trying to run his own used car lot but he wasn't very good at it.
I didn't get time to write anything down until now, like, 13 hours since I woke up, so I hardly remember anything. I remember that I finally got my snake to eat with a smaller-than-usual rat, which made me feel happy and relieved (my ball python hasn't been eating lately - that's normal for them though). I remember I was in some sort of transit station type thing - kind of a crossroads for people from all over - in space, and Han Solo was there (or I was Han Solo?) and he was talking about how he really needed money (implying to pay off Jabba the Hut) but the only job (like, gig type job, not like, a regular 5-9 job) he could find was some dentistry thing far north of the station. He said he really didn't want to do it, but he would since he needed the money.
Woohoo my recall came back a bit haha. 3 dreams recalled during main sleep (and I'm pretty sure I forgot 1) and 1 from a morning nap. 30/12/15 Dream 1: I'm sure there was more to this dream beforehand but I can't recall anything distinct. I was playing cricket with a bunch of friends in the street outside someone's house. I was batting and I accidentally hit the ball over the fence of that house. I volunteered to jump the fence and get it, seeing as I hit it over, and the others were too scared as the fence was weird shaped and sharp. I vaulted over the fence and found myself in a garden choked with dark green weeds. The house itself was also odd, very old fashioned with wrought iron gates and some such furnishings. I was a bit creeped out so I quickly threw the ball back over and leapt the fence. Dream 2: I was a fly on the wall in this dream. A man walks into a bookstore, looking around slowly. The bookstore is full of polished wood and blue velvet material, really quite beautiful. He walks up to the counter and sees a young Japanese woman serving a customer there. He is instantly struck by her, and feels a deep connection with her. He waits until she has finished with the other customer before he walks up and introduces himself. He talks a little bit about the store and such smalltalk before confessing that he is smitten by her. She smiles broadly and says she feels the same way about him, and the hold hands and walk out of the store together. Dream 3: I was at school and walking through the yard when my Chinese teacher told me there was a lunchtime club thing which I should go to. I accepted and walked into F block, for some reason taking a very roundabout way to get to where I was going. I eventually went into a science room, and lo and behold there was a science club, not a Chinese thing like I imagined. There were about half a dozen people already in there, however there was a huge selection of cakes and pastries with red berries on top dominating the room. Mouth watering, I took one then sat down to one side. A frizzy haired teacher came in and turned on the projector; the Russian news was being played on the wall. There was a strange story about Russia hosting some major event, like the Olympics or something, and how everything was going horribly wrong. There were all of these clips showing people operating heavy machinery or driving vehicles etc. and all of them ended up dying horribly, with blood splattering everywhere and their bodies getting shredded. It was full of gore and quite gruesome. One of the students I was sitting next to was a supporter of Russia and he was complaining about the bias in the media and stuff like that. There was a bit of a cut and I was back dreaming about the couple from before, reading about how they were on holiday and having the time of their lives. Morning Nap Dream 4: I was in a large lecture hall with people from my school along with people from a few other schools. We were all given a maths test to do, so I got cracking straight away. I didn't read the instructions properly though, as I marked my own work and with a pen as well. Feeling very silly I tried to find a teacher to see what I could do. On the way I saw someone who used to go to my school, chatting with her friends and not seeing me. I kept going and eventually found a teacher. I asked her if I could have another paper, but she said they had run out. Getting desperate, I asked if I should cross out all of my corrections, but she said it wouldn't make a difference anyway an it was up to the markers whether they would accept my test or not. Dejected I went back to my seat and handed in my test. We went out into another room, where for some reason the door was only about 1.5 metres tall. I struggled to get through it and one of my friends on the other side who was short enough to get through was laughing at me. Suddenly out of nowhere my brother lunged at me and wrestled me to the ground. I fought with him until the dream ended.
Why is it that I keep having dreams about gymnastics? Anyhow, last night I dreamt that I was preparing for a gymnastics meet at my old school. I wasn't ready at all, and didn't know any of the skills or anything. I was wearing a pink sparkly leotard for it, and during the warm up I was asking all of my friends what I was supposed to do, but none of them would tell me anything. There's a lot more to it but I won't bore you with the details. During wbtb I was too lazy to actually get up. I dreamed that I was in Kohls in the shoe section dancing with some high schoolers. I woke up pretty quickly, and decided to induce another dream in Kohls. It worked! I'm still not completly sure if this is a real LD, so I'll just tell y'all what happened. I was still in the shoe section, and back near the wall there was a bag of Swedish fish. One of my friends was there and dared me to eat some. I did, thinking, 'well it's only a dream, it can't be that bad.' Then there was a whole crowd of people cheering for me and throwing me in the air. It was weird.
Edward came to visit us in mammoth, but I remember him seeming really off, and a bit awkward, like there was tension between us, but I'm not sure why.
I was sitting at a table talking to someone about a dentist named Chad.
I was in Santa Barbara for the first part of the dream. All of my old Santa Barbara friends were there: Gio, Colette, John, and probably other people that I can't remember. I was there for Gio's birthday party, and we were all just hanging out and talking. At some point, Gio tells me that he has some kind of death robot. I pictured this robot to be about the size of a Roomba. Apparently, it was just a regular robot that blasts a heat wave into your face to warm you up, but this one was malfunctioning and wouldn't stop blasting the heat wave until you died. No one seemed scared of it though. Thinking about it now, it seems like it might've been one of the robots from Fallout 4, that holds people down and blasts their face with a laser. At one point I remember hanging out with John, and I was sitting on his bed just talking to him and catching up, since it had been more than 5 years since I last saw him. I'm pretty sure at one point I was also watching a movie with all of them. For the second part of the dream, I was at the Seattle gang's apartment, and we were all just hanging out. I remember Ena, Mike, and Ishani being there for sure, but I'm not sure about the rest. We were all just hanging out and catching up. The apartment was really big, with a nice living room with natural light coming in. It was sunny and beautiful.
30.12.2015I'm About To Die (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m inside of a house with someone that looks oddly familiar, and it made me slightly melancholic over who it was, and what would happen later on. The atmospheric overlay of the dream was this blurry yellow that varied depending on the context of the dream, but things were still pretty realistic. We’re navigating through a house, and we’re following someone who seems to want to sell it to us, or at least look around as prospective clients. I believe the person I’m with is wearing a yellow jacket with a dark orange shirt underneath, and some basic, blue skinny jeans. Her hair is tied up, and she seems to be fairly casual in her movements. We’re at the backyard of the house, and I noticed there’s a map in front of us. It’s placed on top of this white stoned stand that’s maybe 3-4 feet tall. The color of the fences are brown, and there’s a few accessories outside, but I didn’t pay too much attention to them. I get closer to the map, and started to look at it, and it zooms in to where it’s covering my perspective in the dream. I can see all sorts of things from the bedrooms, the bathrooms, and just how spacious this house seems to potentially be for two people wanting to buy it. I started to get weird sensations in my dream body that something ominous will happen. We decided to go inside quickly by opening the glass patio door with a black handle, and we’re finally inside one of the rooms that seems like a conduit to other sections of the house. The carpet seems to be this milky white color that’s saturated with the yellow/orange lighting of the house. Naturally, one of us closes the patio door, and noticed one of the doors in front of us is moving sporadically near the golden-brown doorknob. She’s trying to reach out for the door to open it, but is hesitant, but gets tempted the more we have to wait. I’m standing still with my arms around my head looking at her, but not saying anything to her in fear that whoever is on the other side might hear us. The tension augments, and her hand gets close and closer, but she keeps retracting. I hear doorbell ringing for a few times, but didn’t trust that this encounter would be friendly whatsoever. The girl unfortunately succumbs to opening the door, and out comes an entity wearing a yellow hoodie, and a Scream mask, and was at least 6’ to 6’ 5’’ tall. I see their wielding something, and looks like it could be a long gun, shotgun, or even just a metal bat, but whatever the case, I started to panic. They look at the girl first, but I didn’t hear any gunshots, but I wasn’t able to even concentrate on her existence at all. I was more concerned over mine, and even though it was a dream, I could get over predispositions to want to assume a fetal position, and a state of helplessness. I just wanted to wake up, and even told the entity to just go ahead and do it. They’re looking down on me, but there isn’t an immediate reaction to shoot, or whatever mode of action of injuring me. I just wanted to wake up… Not in fear over what would happen, no, I'm not going to die in a dream. But more so of what happened to her, even if it may have been a symbolic representation of something else. Whatever it is, it's not good, and is probably something for me to be cautious for. _________________________ 30.12.2015Running Away & The $120 Billion Dachshund (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This dream is convoluted in some circumstances, and this impression could be that I was shifting my perspective to other people, or something. I’m inside this grandiose educational facility that was revealed to be a rich, High School facility of some sort. The first experience that comes to me is being inside of a dark room, but being able to see the auditorium on front of me through an open wall slit that’s about two feet in length, and 5-7 feet wide. I noticed that this area is probably the room for containing some of the musical instruments, and other accessories. I see that there’s some kind of function going on, but it doesn’t involve a lot of people. There’s maybe 25-40 people taking a quick glance, and I noticed that I could be on show in front of these people. I can hear muffled sounds for a bit, and then it became a little clearer. The person outside of me would eventually have a Bill Nye type of visage, but there were several nuances later on that would make me think otherwise. I feel that I need to escape this area, even though things seem peaceful at first. I just get a weird vibe that I should just get out of this place, but in a casual manner to prevent suspicions. But, I go ahead and make a dash out of the room, and went to the left side of the auditorium to catapult myself upwards on the black set of stairs that stretch at least 50-60 feet diagonally. For some reason, I noticed one person sitting down casually with their arms pressed against the side of their stomach, and their hands coming together to clasp each other. He was Hispanic, bald, and had a thin goatee. He’s wearing a red worker shirt, and some black pants, and as I’m continuing to dash, he glances at me for a second in shock. The audience seems to have their attention towards me now, but I didn’t care. I finally reach the top of a semi-dark room with a dim, white/yellow lighting on the top right side of me. As I’m preparing to plan my course of action, I figure that going straight down to the right was practical. At the onset of this, I hear someone telling me, “Brandon, I have pictures from your profile/phone…” I stop for a moment with eyes wide open, and started to question if there was any inappropriate content, but I reconciled with myself once more that it’s nothing to worry about indirectly due to it being a dream. I shifted back to being apathetic once more, but took a quick glance over to see the visage that matched the voice that declared this to me. It was a slightly obese, Hispanic female that I work with at the time with long, black curly hair. She’s wearing her worker uniform, and I’ll just nickname her MT for now. MT thinks said profession would have me tempted to give up, and she tries to look over when she’s like 150-200 feet away from me. I continue moving forward, and notice more random dream characters show up, and all of them have realistic visages, and a believable existence so clear and crisp. I could see the detail of their shirts, the sub-surface scattering from where the white/orange lighting is the conduit in emitting it on their body. For some reason, I think there was a rendezvous point to meet someone, but for most of the dream, it was me running for my own sake. I noticed other people were following me, but they weren’t after me, presumably. I continue running in varying degrees, and moving around in directions I can’t really have a mental map over. The first exit outside I see is to my right, and outside is just absolutely beautiful in spite of the bland setting the moment I step out. For the first few 20 feet or so, there’s gray concrete along with some gray walls with no stylization to them; just a pasty looking appearance. There are a few fancy umbrellas in the middle of some tables with metal chairs stacked around them that were black barred, or had a gray metallic composition with some strong fabric for the seating and back rest. I’m running, and aiming to go up, or down the stairs in this fairly long area of the environment. It leads to other areas inside, as if rooms were built underneath the natural landscape of the region that’s presumed to be a fall overtone. At some point in the dream, I noticed there’s this girl that’s oddly familiar, and we’ll just nickname her AriW for now. AriW has her short hairstyle that seems to garner a lot of men her way to compliment, but this is just a characterization of her. She’s wearing this dark, golden leather jacket with this shirt that is a mix of red, orange, and black, and she’s wearing either light blue skinny jeans, or black ones. She’s following me, and I felt a natural ease around her, but as I’m trying to escape, I noticed that she’s catapulting herself to latch onto my back. She starts to get obsessive towards me, and I can’t make out what she’s telling me. I just hear her giggles, and she had a strong resistance to hold me back. I’m struggling to get her off of me, even though it wouldn’t have been difficult to continue running. Her bonding with me seemed way too strong, and it was an unsolicited one. I was going off of predisposition to deter away from her in spite of her attractive visage in waking life. Unfortunately, in order to get her off my back, literally, I had to twist around, or something, and use my arms to grab some portion of her body, and throw her on the ground. She still maintains that fucking disturbing visage that I just can’t get out of my mind even after what I did to her; just an entity with no soul inside of her; like all she could do was have her eyes open, and the smile implanted into her visage. The creepiness lingered on for a few seconds, and I reign in my sense of self, and managed to get out of this area. I noticed that I’m wearing a black shirt, and basic blue jeans at the moment, but the style may have fluctuated throughout the dream. Now that this part was accomplish, the next event involves me looking inside that same auditorium, and this time, I think I’m in a spectate point of view where I don’t pay too much attention on whether or not I’m in my dream body. There’s this Plexiglas that’s rectangular, and is around 10 feet tall, and 15-20 feet wide. There’s someone inside that’s being treated like this circus freak for some reason. Things become equivocal in the dream in relation to the context of what’s going on. There’s this bald man that’s wearing this fancy gray dress jacket and pants, and a red dress shirt with a white collar of some sort, and a jet black with a mélange of blue tie. He has this position where he is upright, and is blabbering on about the subject inside the Plexiglas container. The person inside seems to be a dimwit; completely devoid of any cognitive ability that indicates that he has some kind of awareness over what’s going on. All he’s staring at is this thin bordered green rectangle in front of him that’s probably 12 inches tall, and 15 inches wide. There’s a holographic vibe to it, and the more he presses it, it emits this voom, woom sound that’s pulsating. He seems to enjoy doing this, and how he gets out is very contrived. The man that was outside somehow got his way into the Plexiglas container, and was probably going to do some maintenance for either the person, or the container itself. There’s this piece of paper that has this small cut at the edge, and there’s random black font around it. There’s a green strip at the opposite edge of it, and for some reason, I think putting the piece of paper near the green rectangle can activate something. And I don’t know who’s doing it, but it’s being done, and there’s a gap that’s being opened up to where the seemingly incompetent dimwit is holding it, and maintains a position where his hands are holding both sides of the paper, and he bends his knees to where he dolphin dives his way out of the container. He somehow runs and escapes, and everyone starts to panic a bit, but he’s no threat. The man that was inside quickly came outside to profess a manhunt for this individual. And he brings out some documentation, or check, and he professes that this “dog” is actually worth $120 billion dollars. I zoom in on the check/documentation, and it’s at least $120,607,XXX,XXX. It looks like a cashier’s check now that I think about it more, and the guy is offering $50 billion dollars that would be divided in 2 if anyone can capture this individual. I decided to dissipate from the environment, and felt there wasn’t much meaning to it at all. _________________________ 30.12.2015Tutorial/Model Melanged Together (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m looking at a tutorial I made in real life, and navigated through the video only to realize I’m also capable of rotating the model at will. Woah. _________________________ 30.12.2015Wearing Underwear At The Shrimp Store (DILD)NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID So, I and a few people have intentions to go out somewhere, specifically the shrimp store for something. I had a feeling it would be a section from a larger retail store similar to one I work at. It was nighttime in the dream, and things felt pretty realistic, but I had some assurance that it’s merely a dream. I noticed that I was paying attention to my body more without even looking at it; there was just these feelings coming out for me to pay attention to my body, but I shrugging it off. We end up going inside the large grocery retail store, and proceeded to go to the shrimp store, presumably. We had to sit around for a bit, and the people I was with were probably gone. I noticed that as I’m lurking around the area randomly, there’s this guy that looks like one of my previous boss’s boss at another store that I’ll nickname Veg for now. He’s wearing a light blue dress shirt, and has the same bald spot as ever, and is looking at me funny like I’m doing something funny. He picks up his phone, which prompts me to want to pick up mine, and I noticed that he’s trying to call me, but there’s some difficulty. So I get close to him, and tried to structure a query of what he felt was peculiar about me. He was on his laptop going through YouTube videos of Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds parodies, and had a playlist of “Things to say to Yu-Gi-Oh! Card traders” or something like that. I see an image of Yusei Fudo in one of the thumbnails with his face at an angle towards the bottom left corner of the screen, and with the movement of his visage, it’s like he’s moving fast, or something with huge eyes trying to drawing a card for exaggerated theatrics. Then, something came over me, and I realized that I was only wearing underwear, and maybe some long boots. I felt awkward, but the dream characters didn’t mind. I believe I called someone to tell them that I’ll be going inside the car for the time being until they’re done, which they didn’t mind. _________________________ 30.12.2015Too Early For Work (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID So, I’m inside a store again, and this feels like a continuation of the previous dream. It’s morning time, and I feel that I need to arrive to work around 11:15AM or so. I start doing things around the store, but nothing related to working at all. I’m walking around with a blue shirt, and brown pants, and I noticed a co-worker, that I’ll nickname ShaP, who tells me that they’re a little t Naturally, I look down, and they’re kind of saggy, and don’t really feel tight at all. She starts professing other stuff in this trailing voice as if she’s really into me. I shrug this off, and get pissed off at her apprehension for personal reasons that I rather not talk about. I move on, and turn around to get away from her. Then, I realized that I work at 12PM instead, and quickly ran to the nearest person that could be in a similar position as I am. I see it’s the short girl that should be a cashier in waking life, and she’s holding the iPhone with the scheduling for co-workers. I try to tell her about this, and she seems pre-occupied with things, or maybe is flustered with people coming towards her for help, and other inquiries. I try to tell her several times again, but gave up, and presumed she got it. I go outside while feeling ShaP is still glancing over me, which is really different than the other dream above this one where I thought we were going to die. Ugh. So, I go outside to my car, and decided to start it while thinking of where I could go for the time being.
Updated 12-30-2015 at 05:49 PM by 47756
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