This is an interesting dream because I have been to this dream location before, and experienced many of the same feelings. I am in a city, I am in the older part of the city, in a place where the main road makes a T down the original main street of this town. Next to the intersection is an open field surrounded by kitschy tourist shops and a couple of mom and pop restaurants where the price of coffee hasn't changed since 1971. The old waitresses hangout outside the places in their starched aprons and "Flo" hats, smoking cigarettes and chatting about the past, how wonderful it was, how the times have changed. The times have changed, the city has moved on, sometime in the late 90's all of the business moved further down the freeway into a new part of the city, leaving these people and their memories relics of a past not quite too old to remember. I am there on a college trip, we are doing anthropologic studies. My husband is with me. I go and interview the people at the restaurant right at the T shaped crossroads. There are Splintering Wagon Wheels framing the ponderosa style deck, the restaurant hasn't seen a face lift since 1986. If you look down the old main street you can see a row of shops, grand windows now empty, now webby and dusty, some cracked some boarded. The local I am interviewing sighs * "It wasn't always like this, this was the place to be until about 1998, and then everything moved further down to the city. This place was a paradise, an escape in the summer for the high school kids, back in the 70's they would fill up the park and the bandstand, laying out in their bathing suits and spending their money at the shops. At Christmas the shop windows were filled with gifts and Christmas displays, people would line up and walk around the block just to see them all"- my interviewee look sad, reminiscing about a past that will never come back. He shows me a picture in a very 80's frame hanging on his restaurant wall, it is a picture of Christmas Eve, a huge "Macys day - esque" parade is going down the street, there are announcers on a float. People are crowding into the streets, bundled up in moon boots and hats with fuzzy balls adoring the tops. It is all so real, I remember people looking like this when I was a kid, the details are amazing, the children are in snowsuits with alligator clips on their mittens, there are balloons being handed out but they only float half high because of the cold. Then the picture comes alive like one of those pictures in Harry Potter, He is narrating the whole time - "Important people came to see the festivities, everyone was here- even Hollywood Stars watched them. I see Woody Allen step into the street holding his daughters hand (I realize in my conscience mind that he will marry her someday, and I think about how gross that is) I see his wife looking annoyed and rushed as they cross the street. The picture stops moving. I realize at this point that even though I am watching all of this, i ma actually pulling most of my information about this place and it's past from some sort of memory, being either my own or a collective one I have tapped into. I feel a sadness of the place that lost it's greatness, for the memories that were trapped there like a ghostly echo bouncing off of empty glass windows, moving though deserted diners and dying in the whispery grass where loud amazing summers had boomed through the field. I had a final thought : "I just experienced something amazing, I think I saw through someone else's memory." Then I slipped seamlessly back into the story line and had another dream about a friend falling in love with me, we lived in a crazy apartment complex where natural disaster had flooded it and broken it apart. I had a courtyard with a fountain that lit up. He told me he was in love, I said No, I am married, he took me on a bus and started driving like a maniac- I told him to let me off and he did. I felt bad because his sister was still on the bus with him. I went and told my husband about it. The dream ended and began a new one where I the details are so fuzzy now I can't piece them together.
Finally! Some variety again, and a smattering of lucidity: (early morning) + Visiting with TZ, he his not friendly, when it comes time to leave I extend my hand, and he extends his with his hand bent forward so I must shake his wriist, it's a poor handshake, as we're contining to leave TZ complains about having invited us to B, I talking about how I give good handshakes to someone else + young son S2 wants some juice, he's choking on something + see exposed left boob of hot girl outside in a yard party, she's "the cat" someone says, I'm in a house with an actual cat, stretching its arms up over its head trying to see its girl boobs, there is an open wall of glass windows, I close the windows and examine the little strange locking mechanism at the base of the glass, and pull the curtains, I see another cat sitting by the window +(f) talk about the entrance to the L Ha Sc how it used to be down below and the upper plaza didn't have a connection to the street + it's raining on my old stereo equipment outside, I see the tuner, I need to move it to shelter under the bridge while I figure out how I'm going to get it dried out and moved to where it's going, I pick it up and carry it, holding it so that the water will drain out of the ventilation slits, and wonder how long it will be before I can turn it on without ruining it, under the bridge I see the cardboard back of a TV up close and some man says something (late morning: battle back to sleep, won!) + I'm seated in a bus which is driving, outside on the sidewalk I see a guy dribbling a red/white/blue basketball like I used to have. As were driving by him for a prank he throws the ball at the closed window a few seats in front of me, it hits with a loud CRACK, then I see the basketball is *inside* the bus stuck to the window sill, I'm confused how it got inside the bus, the ball is deflating, the window sill must be sharp. + (lucid) (maybe continuation of above) I'm walking outside, (thinking about college courses?) and can't find keys/wallet in either of my pockets, "I'm screwed" I think, then I remembe my wallet is probably in my bag so its OK, I then turn a corner to the left, look up at sky and get lucid, my first thought is Yes! Finally! and I'm looking at the scene, its on a semi-urban street corner like near downtown B, the view is super clear/vivid, I "slow down" and decide to stabilize, to engage the scene I reach for a blue metal box attached to a telephone pole right next to me, I grab it with my right hand and try to feel the sensation, it is very faint I can barely feel it, and wake up/transition. + (semi) see a hot girl in tight/short shorts a few feet in front of me, I appreciate the view, I zoom up to her and grab her a$$ two handed from her front side, imagine some action with her, and try to will myself into full lucidity but the scene fades. + inside present day home (rare!), I'm lying in bed (which is not correctly oriented), I hear some dripping sounds, so I stick my head out and look at an area next to the bed underneat the beds cabinet frame and think I perhaps could be dreaming, but I do not get lucid. While I"m down there I hear the sound of water flowing and look at the other wall near this corner and see that there's a small slit opening into our room at the bottom of a raingutter drainpipe that (false memory) runs down the outside of the house at that point outside the wall. I see water flowing over the wood floor at a depth of about 1/4 to 1/2 an inch, oh crap I have to fix this. I'm trying to get out of bed but I can't get untangled from the sheets for a long time, I keep trying to throw them off of me but they won't get off of me. Finally I stand up and look out the window on to the street, I see a large road work crew therewith large yellow backhoes right next to our window, I see a dug-up area and think they're working on the road and that they probably hit the drainpipe causing it to flow into our room. I see 3 little small "mini-cat" style diggers with treads instead of wheels quickly zip over the dug-out area, cleaning it up. The hole is so big that they barely avoid falling in, the 3rd one jerk a bit almost falling in when passing over it. I go to my wife who is elsewhere in the house getting dressed and warn her a few times that "there are about 100 men working just outside". I return to my room and find my son nosing around on my laptop and I get angry and tell him to get off of it. + walking down F drive past park to MR's house, as the road begins to bend to the right I see up ahead that vegetation on the left side of the road has completely blocked the left side, leaving only 1 lane, the right, passable. A bit farther ahead I see that some of these branches are lying in the road and think someone must finally be starting to clear this blockage. I reach MR's house, iI think I should call him before just going up and ringing the dorbell. I see a large tall salvia plant with bright beautiful red flowers, I touch and examine the leaves of the plant and think I have one similar to it.
Haven't posted in so long. A week or so ago, I almost panicked when I opened the program I use for my DJ, and it gave me an option to start a new dream journal, or open an existing one. Thank goodness that there was a back up, otherwise there would be over 1,000+ entries gone forever. I mean, there's this DJ, but I can't be bothered to store the content here into some other file format that won't have me pulling my hair. 06.09.2014Pearl Necklace Placed In The Drawer (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m inside of a kitchen that’s akin to the one in real life, and I noticed that a familiar face at work is there fiddling around with something. She’s the perfect replica of the lady with the old visage and slightly frail body composition. She’s wearing a shirt that has blue, white, and red bled into each other, most likely what she wore to show national spirit at times, I guess. The kitchen in this dream was so real that it threw me off completely on whether or not I would be lucid at some point in the dream. Most of the area except the kitchen was fairly dark, or maybe my peripheral vision implied in the dream state was too blurry, thus enticing me to fixate my awareness to this specific location. There’s a fairly large transparent bag made of hard plastic, but I can’t recall what’s actually in there. I figured that with the type of material the bag is composed of, there were some elements of ice; so maybe some kind of dessert or cold items were stored there to sustain their temperature. I had an urge to take out some of the material within the ice, and with how I felt somewhat hungry in the dream, I’d assume the material was edible. She (let’s use “Nan” for distinction) proceeds to fiddle around some more with the bag, but not the content in it. I move the slightly huge bag around, and find felt something was odd about it. There was a slightly weird smell from the sink where the bag resides, and I immediately move the bag upwards to see what’s on the bottom. The moment I move it up, there’s maybe 2-3 creatures that look like white versions of slugs, or some kind of parasitic creatures with weird antennae like ears going diagonally from the frontal region of their heads. My lack of appetite for whatever content was in the bag augmented tremendously, and I had some weird feeling in my stomach. It was a sensation as if I was going to puke, or just cough in expression of disgust. I don’t know when the next experience occurs, but it had to be within this same experience I recalled just now. Nan continues to exist in a way that looks as if she’s a living, breathing, and sentient dream character with her own capability of doing whatever is on her mind, or whatever unconscious predispositions and beliefs I may have about her in general. She barely utters a word, and mostly expresses herself through body language and hand motions. I pay attention to her eyes, noticing that same look that feigns a sense of authority. She shifts her eyes downwards, and I proceed to do the same along with my face. She points to her wrist, and she finally makes a declaration that this is her pearl necklace that she’s about to give to me. I’m in slight shock as to why she would offer me something that looks so valuable, but she doesn’t communicate to me verbally after that. She merely opens a drawer, and puts the pearl necklace, and closes it shut. Before she did this, I noticed the necklace had a few missing pieces, or maybe the string was too long to contain the few white pearls. _________________________ 06.09.2014Shooting, But To No Avail (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m clearly in a warzone in an area that has a Call of Duty: Modern Warfare Reflex-esque feeling to it. The overall color scheme consists of bright muddy colors, and some bright colors such as yellow mixed in with that as well. I’m not too sure of the weapon I’m carrying, but it seems to be one where I can fire hundreds of shots pretty quickly. I’m not really concerned on having to reload seeing how I’m going through an onslaught of soldiers that literally look like lo-polygon game entities. From their faceted look in general, and the blurry and blotchy textures applied to them, it all felt like I was just playing a run-down version of a game that probably would have better graphics with next-gen consoles. I can’t really presume if I exist in a dream body that represents me, but I do feel sensations of walking, running, crouching, and things like that throughout the dream. I’m aimlessly going nowhere but forward, mowing down what appears to be enemies. Some of them just won’t die, no matter how much I aim at certain locations that would guarantee some kind of kill, or knockdown. I seemed to be in a state of no emotions, and just shifting in and out of spectator mode, and a third person view angle where the camera would be behind the individual in focus. I get a little irritated every now and then, and whenever enemies shoot me, I get weird vibrations around my body, and if I seem to be taking too much “damage,” things get a little blurry, and some weird spatters of liquid come up; probably to signify the potential of blood loss, even though there wasn’t any red to begin with. There was one soldier that seemed to give me a hard time even though he was only 3-4 feet away from me. I have my back braced against a wall to the right side of this region that seems to have a dark brown road with gray sidewalks in each side that’s gradually going uphill. I take advantage of the fact that I can see their movements because I shift around spectator view, and a third person point of view, and I time my attacks the moment I see them having a delay in their shooting. I manage to pick off some soldiers, but while doing that, I tried putting in some bullets to the soldier in this very dark blue camo outfit. He has some kind of weird shaped helmet that would be shaped like a D-pad you’d find in a Wii Remote for example, except it’s much more extruded, and blockier, but there is some smoothing on the edges. I can hear the loud and rapid gunshots, and I can gradually feel myself getting enraged at how this guy isn’t being taken down. And whenever he tries to shoot me, it seems as if I could be affected, but I’m really not. I’m not sure if I took care of him at all, but I do know I took care of a lot of dream characters. _________________________ 06.09.20142D Side Scroller Fantasy Sword Slashing Game (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m clearly playing a game, and I’m too lazy to go to great lengths in explaining the content, so I’ll be as concise as I can. - I’m playing as a female; blonde, long hair, chibi-like with an apricot colored visage. She’s wearing some elongated white top that extends to the middle of her upper thighs with some black latex/bodysuit that covers her entire torso and legs - She seems to be proficient with two golden swords, and a brown bow and arrow weapon set as well. - The area seems to be somewhere that has large gray statues in ruins, and general buildings in ruins as well. There’s grass forming around these structures, and the character is running the other way instead of the typical left to right movement you’d find in a side scroller 2D game. - She’s finishing enemies off with ease, and seems to have completely mastery of when to use the bow and arrow, and when to get close and personal with her two golden swords (or maybe it was one; she could’ve slashed so fast that I presumed she had two). - No one is going to stop this female from wherever she’s fixated in arriving to. I’d even presume this is some kind of chibi version of Marta from Tales of Symphonia 2: Dawn of the New World < > Except it’s not really like her at all from head to toe, just the costume and accessories seem slightly similar.
Dream Fragment I'm sitting down with Jayd and Csure. I ask them a question, if they had ever been in a situation where they're in the friends zone. I figure they probably think I'm in that exact situation. Side Notes Ive been sick for almost 2 weeks and haven't been focusing on lucid dreaming. Sleeping has been pretty good since darkening my room.
I was floating in a red void in the 3rd person with a giant iron man in front of me. This dream was recurring, and for some reason I thought it was a nightmare, so I'd become lucid at this time, although I'd usually wake up as I did not know what you could do with lucid dreams. If I remained asleep, the giant iron man would punch me and I would begin to tumble and float to the right. I'd pass a few random objects and some sort of moaning cartoon characters before landing on a gray floor. I would see a black ghost/spectre thing, and I'd wake up a few seconds later. If you would like to see the dream, watch this video:
Updated 09-06-2014 at 10:56 PM by 70072
(7:39 AM): On my sleeping bag, trying to fall asleep. I hear a "meow" and see my little kitten on the bed, looking at me. I start petting her, but then ask, "How did you get out of your room?" as she is not allowed in the bedroom. I nose pinch and can breathe. I immediately remember the toilet task. I phase through the bedroom door and enter the bathroom. There is a bunch of stuff spread out on the toilet seat, so I sweep all of this away and lift the lid. It's clean inside I realize I am wearing jeans so I strip these off (though I have some issues getting them off). Finally I am free, and go after my underwear, but I am having difficulties getting my legs disentangled. I finally realize it doesn't even matter so I jump into the toilet with my underwear still hanging from my leg, and squat all the way down. I then press the flush button. The bowl fills with water, but nothing is really happening. I try to spin my body around, to get some momentum, and I do spin now--sort of like a lazy turd. The spinning has also teleported me and the toilet to an outdoors location, on a small, wooden screened-in porch. I try to imagine one of those powerful toilets that just suck shit down with ease. No dice. The cookie task occurs to me, but I keep focusing on getting sucked down. I wake up.
Updated 09-07-2014 at 02:19 AM by 69552
(5:54 AM): I am in a bathroom in the back of an old oyster/seafood bar I once frequented. Lots of people in here. I have to go pretty bad (both numbers ) so I find an empty stall. I lay the paper out on the seat, and am "getting ready." A friend from WL is now here, telling me how one of these bathroom walls was once made of dirt. Another man is now in the stall, and wants to use the sink, which happens to be right behind my toilet. I think to myself how poorly this bathroom is constructed. Turns out he only wants the roll of tissues, and takes the one I was using! Now this dude's girlfriend is in the stall with us. She is talking about something, but I am not listening, as I am wondering why the fuck she is in the men's bathroom? I nose pinch and become lucid. I first realize that I probably don't need to go to the bathroom at all, and that this is dream sensation. I walk out of the bathroom and pass someone from WL. This person tries to trip me, and then his leg, like Stretch Armstrong, wraps around me and tries to hold me back: I almost fight, but then ignore him, and say to myself that it doesn't matter and just walk on. I feel his leg unwrap and fall away. I now remember the toilet task. I turn around to head back to the bathrooms. I am now in a grocery store, and have traveled a ridiculous distance away from where I originally came. I begin running, and then just decide to fly. I jump into the air, do one swim motion, and then I am up and flying easily over the grocery aisles. I head back to the little hallway where I know the bathrooms are, and fly down towards it. On the way, I pass by the delicatessen (which is adjacent to the RR hallway), where a friend from WL is working cutting meat or something. I remember the fortune cookie task, and think I will nail them both in one dream. "Go get me a fortune cookie!" I demand. She nods, but continues helping another customer. I wait, thinking that maybe I should get two. Get me two fortune cookies!" I say. "And step on it--this is for a customer! She seems stressed and begins to move faster. I wait for a second more and then wake up. Note to self: don't ask DCs for anything anymore--just do it myself!
Updated 09-07-2014 at 02:20 AM by 69552
(7:01 AM): FA with my wife. We spend a wonderful day together non-lucidly, eating delicious Italian food and what not. We decide to finish the day by sharing a lucid dream. We go to sleep.Upon awakening, we show up in an old house we used to rent, and I am (other than being confused as to how I got here) completely lucid . . . except that I think my wife is real! I am really happy we have managed to share a dream successfully! Also proud that we both transitioned smoothly, and that I did not need to snap her out of non-lucidity We explore the old house, and walking around and going inside the different rooms. I use dream control to be silly. I phase my hand through a door, and then move my arm back and forth, moving the door with it. My wife seems slightly amused but doesn't laugh. I then walk through different walls, phasing faster with more confidence, just having fun in the moment. I decide to phase through the floor, so I can drop below and see what I can see, but then think that my wife won't be able to follow me. I go look for her to let her know where I will be. When I find her, she is in the kitchen, sitting on the floor, drinking water. With her are our neighbors. She is talking about the day we spend together (the NLD) and in particular about the pasta (with lemon-butter sauce). I tell my wife to tell these DCs to stuff it because they aren't real, and I am almost out of dream time (I can feel the tell-tale loss of attention--I rub my hands together to hold on a bit). She hands me a glass of water and I drink from it absently. She tells the neighbors bye, because I "want to do dream stuff." I wake up while she is still talking.
Haven't been around much due to work--it's a 60 hrs plus gig, so not much time for the good stuff. However, here are some of my offerings from last week (??): I am in a car, flying high above the street. I realize immediately that I am dreaming, and that this is a dreamlet. Despite this knowledge, I nosepinch anyway and lose the dream. From now on, if I know (and I mean really know) that I am dreaming, the hell with those reality checks. That's the devil tryin' to get in my head!
1. I was inside of my house downstairs. I had been sitting in my living room for some time and I was bored so I decided to get up and go into the computer/library room and play on the PC. In this room, the lights were off and everything had a type of blue glow to it, and the atmosphere felt really relaxed. I went over to my computer, sat down in my chair, and then turned on the computer. Once it was on, I fiddled around looking for some games to play. Finally I found a Call of Duty game, it was call of duty 4. I started up the game and after getting past the menu screen and loading stuff, I finally made it into a level of the campaign(At this point, I became part of the game, so I went into the game for real). I found myself underwater, and my teammate was floating in the water next to me. We were on some secret infiltration mission to destroy the camp that was above us. My teammate told me to follow him. As we continued swimming, I looked around. There was a massive submarine next to us, and I mean massive. I noticed that the entire environment around me seemed rather dull, and it depressed me for a second(<<really rare occurrence) and I saw that the ocean water that we were submerged in was a rather hazy dark blue, and everything looked like the graphics from Call of Duty 4. Nonetheless I continued swimming forward. Finally we made it to our target area, so we surfaced and climbed onto the docks of the camp. My partner kept his diving gear on, so I did as well. We started running stealthily across the docks over to an area where many sheds sat. It was nighttime, so we had to be careful of the guards patrolling around, and there were quite a few of them. Eventually we got over to the sheds, but when we got there, we immediately got caught. 6 guards came over to us and started the process of arresting us, 3 guards on me, 3 on my partner. They came over to us and seized us in our tracks. I stood completely still, not sure if they were going to shoot me or what. I made a motion to my friend that we needed to escape. After that thought, I sprinted out of the area where I was standing with the guards and continued running to the back of the camp. I looked back and my friend wasn't following me. I stopped for a second and told him to come on. Suddenly he broke free and started running with me. As we did so, I noticed that the guards were now small children, around maybe 9-10 years old each. Some of them were now girls as well. I regained my focus and continued running to the back of the camp. Not far ahead of me I saw a HUGE forest. This forest was extremely thick and was filled with trees that seemed to reach to the sky. I scanned the forest to look for a clear path to run through, and I found 3 of them. These 3 paths were really narrow, and the width of each path was perfect for only one person. I thought about which one I wanted to take, and then I remembered, the middle path leads to death, so I didn't take that one. I finally made it to the border of the forest, and upon doing so, I almost ran into the middle path. I corrected myself and sprinted to the path to the right of the middle one knowing that I had wasted time. My partner followed close behind me. As I entered the forest and starting running down through the path, the entire path reminded me of something out of the book "Maze Runner" because of how narrow each path was(I've never read the book though). I kept on running and sooner than I expected, I reached the end of the forest and came out to an opening. There were still trees around, but it was no where as thick as before. My partner followed behind me and came next to me seconds later. I looked at him, and he was now my close friend Dylan. We continued running again to get out of the forest altogether. Suddenly, I became Lucid. I still wanted to get out of the forest, and because I didn't want to run into any trees, I didn't fly. I ran towards the end of the forest, and as I did, I saw a big white truck to the right of me. Dylan pointed it out, "Dude there's a truck over there! Lets get in it and get a ride out of here". I kind of ignored Dylan because I didn't feel that that was necessary at all, we were right next to the end of the forest completely. I came to a jogging pace now and I remember jumping over alot of huge branches and logs that were laying around. Finally I made it out of the forest, and Dylan was right behind me. Now I was in a place that I had been many times before; the main street that was right next to the entrance of my neighborhood. I slowed down to a walk and started walking down a sidewalk. Suddenly, the concept of time came to my mind, and I wanted to make this LD a long one. I remembered that focusing on time always wakes me up because it causes my to focus on my body for some reason, so I just put that thought aside for the time being. As I continued walking, I looked around. I looked up into the sky and saw that it was filled with extremely dark clouds, and it looked as though a really heavy thunderstorm was about to begin. I saw lightening in the sky quite a few times as well. Out of the blue, I noticed my friend Liz jogging behind me. She eventually caught up to me and Dylan. When she did, I stopped her and we talked. I don't really remember our conversation, but I remember that she was wearing really tight clothes and skinny jeans. This alone increased her attraction in the dream, and so I went up to her and held her. I then remembered that she had a boyfriend in real life, but hey this isn't real life so it's no big deal. I grabbed her ass and wow, it was real. I then put my hands up her shirt and proceeded to take her bra off, and she was cool with this. Suddenly though, I started thinking about my body too much and you can guess it; the dream ended. However, it was not over for real, I woke up into a False Awakening. I looked around and immediately got out of my bed so I could get my laptop on and record the lucid dream before. As I got out of my bed, I noticed that I felt really hot and sweaty for some reason. I then looked at my bed as I stood up next to it: it was a complete mess. The top comforter had fallen off of my bed and the bed itself seemed to be falling apart. "Great", I thought, "I have to fix my bed up quick so I don't forget my lucid dream." With that, I started fixing up my bed. I took off all of the sheets off of it, and when I did so, I saw a weird platform in the middle of my bed. It had rounded bolts on it in an even fashion and some of the bolts had fallen out of the platform, and the platform had gotten out of its original place. I put the bolts back in and continued fixing my bed up and what not. Out of no where I heard somebody call my name, it was Emily(my friends sister who I'm really chill with). Her name came from inside of the spare bedroom, so I walked into that room. Inside, the lights were on and I found Emily, Patrick, and my other friend Trey all standing around. "Who the F*** messed up the bed in the other room?", said Emily. She was talking about my bed in my room. I looked at Patrick and Trey(They were each grinning as well), and we all knew the same thing: it was me. However, we're like brothers so we never let one bro take all of the blame; so instead we blamed it all on our other friend Thomas who wasn't present at the time. Emily seemed satisfied with this answer, as though she knew it was Thomas's fault all along. I felt great to be saved from the wrath of Emily, so I was grateful to Patrick and Trey. After this, a few other things happened and then I woke up for real.
I am in the middle of fighting someone that reminds me of the Joker. He doesn't care who he kills, and he loves doing it. He has "cronies" everywhere and I know exactly who he is, as well as when and where of his plans. He has forced me into a forest and I am hiding out there, trying to figure out a way to stop his plan. My mind doesn't seem to think about the police at all this dream, so it might be an alternate reality that they don't exist, the whole place had an civilized anarchy feel to it, as well as a technological chaos. I play some video games in my fort in the woods (I need to have this more often) and he finds me in game and tries to kill me. I don't quite remember how. My family texts me and asks if I want to go to dinner with them. I think that this might be a good time to stop the guy's plan and get some recruits. I haven't eaten in days, so it would be nice to eat. I meet my parents and we sit down at a restaurant. The place is in the middle of the forest as well and there seems to be no way to get there unless you have 4 wheel drive. Kind of reminds me of the town of Spectre, but all the same improvements and restaurants as nowadays life. I sit down and order. I am talking to my parents about the psycho and they don't seem to believe me. They are trying to convince me to come back and stop living in the forest. I tell them that he is ingenious and is trying to find a way to kill me. The food gets there and I realize that he could have poisoned the food. I tell the waiter that I am not eating it and he says he will try it first to make sure that it is not poisoned. He falls on the table and dies. I leave and hide out in a tree away from my base. I get a text the next day from my parents that they are getting some take out, I ask them to buy some for me and I will meet them in the parking lot. I watch as they get food and meet them at the door. Before I eat, a person that was with my parents eats and falls down dead, convulsing on the floor. I go into a restaurant, so hungry that I don't care very much and grab some food off of someone's plate. I am about to put it into my mouth when I realize that it hasn't been bitten off of either, none of the people in this place had taken a single bite. He was one step ahead of me. A cute girl taps me on the shoulder and tells me to follow her (She is about 20 and wears slightly dark make up). I decide that it might be a trick, but I don't care. She tells me about how the crazy guy really wanted to kill me and she didn't want that to happen. I ask her if she wants to help me stop him. She comes with me to the forest and I know that the next morning is when he will unleash the weapon. I climb a tree with her and show her the bounds of the forest. Then I tell her about how I found out and what I plan to do to stop him. The next morning rolls around she is on a hill sticking out of the forest. There is a huge black rock sticking out that looks like it would be used for tying someone to the side and sacrificing. The psycho has long arms and legs and is very tall and skinny. He is carrying a box and a knife. I creep closer and closer. I am on a tree about 7 feet behind him and twenty feet up. I start crawling down as the sun will reveal my presence soon. He starts yelling at her and drops the box. He runs at her and she can't back up any further because she runs into the black rock. I drop down quietly while this is happening and grab the box, change the setting from vaporize to straight up kill, a single coil comes out of it and I run at the man before he stabs the girl. It hits his back and he doesn't seem to know what it is. I pull the trigger and he collapses and flails on the ground. Some form of electric pulse, I put enough into him to kill him as well. The girl jumps up and gives me a hug, she is crying and I carry her into my tree and hold her while she calms down.
Updated 10-22-2016 at 01:14 PM by 58222
(Bed at 11PM, awake at 9 AM) I am going to a conference with my pastor and I start thinking about how the car feels like it just completely flipped. I look out the window and I imagine it happening again to see if it was in my head. The outside stays the same, but the feeling of flipping hits my stomach. I am laying in the back seat and I notice that it is really early morning. I must have dozed off, did I make sure to tell my work that I was going on this? It is Thursday night... no, that doesn't make sense. It is the Saturday before this. I must be Dreaming. They stop at a convenience store and I decide to grab something to eat. The dream doesn't seem amazingly stable, so I decide to grab the quickest thing, a 2 liter of Dr. Pepper. I pop it open and walk outside. My pastor and the other guy traveling with us seem really confused, but I wave them off and start drinking Dr. Pepper. I run my tongue around my mouth and feel my teeth and the taste of Dr. Pepper. It seems to have done its job. I jump in a car. What should I do? I drive back the way I came and I see an amazing looking city in the distance. There is a pillow in front of me that is getting bigger though, and making my view smaller and seems to be trying to wake me up. I roll the window down and toss it out. I rub my hands together and then pull up on the steering wheel so that I can fly to the city. Instead of flying, I teleport to the backseat and the headrest is in my vision now. Freaking dream stuff trying to make me lose the dream. I guess I'll try something else. I hit the gas and close my eyes. I wait until I can see out of my eyelids. I feel myself in the bed, but I can also feel the wind rushing into the car and the car accelerating. The wind seems to be making it worse and waking me up, so I roll the window up with my mind and start to "see" the city around me. I am no longer in the car, but for a second my view isn't really "seeing" as much as "feeling" the wall next to me and knowing what it would look like. Hard to explain. I look at the unrealistic skyscrapers. Some too narrow, some made out of gold or silver, one seems to have diamonds instead of windows, some are narrow in the middle or at the bottom and wide at the top. I decide to go up for a better view. I start climbing up a building close to me that is made out of limestone it seems. It has different floral patterns and animals carved out of the side all the way up, so I just put a hand on it and push up, grab onto another part and push up almost like I am underwater. I keep pushing up, but I can feel the dream slipping away. I turn around and see the city from about 100 feet and wake up.
Updated 10-22-2016 at 01:10 PM by 58222
Morning of September 6, 2014. Saturday. This was a series of three shorter typical dreams - after when I woke but fell into a fairly light sleep and a vivid dream state a short time later. The telephone rings in real life and my wife answers. During that time I am sinking back into a dream state and am somehow aware that my brother-in-law is on the telephone, calling from America. Even though this is so unlikely as to be ridiculous to even consider the possibility, I am somehow convinced to a point where I try to wake myself more as I am certain of the conversation relating to him and his need to talk to me. Of course, I am wrong, and it was just the usual illegal marketing scam call-center call. Another day, another short circuit in dream “logic”. The second dream is the typical “here I am at King Street in my old apartment” dream. I have not lived there for over twenty years. Of course my family is there as they are now and I have the usual concern that the landlord or landlady will realize we are using the apartment when it is supposed to be empty or I had been away for a very long time not paying rent. This time it is the northeast corner apartment and I am sitting on the floor near the south end of the room listening to music with a slight concern that our activity will alert the owners to our presence. My wife is sitting on the bed facing south and everyone else is in the northern area of the room. I do not question the short-circuiting faux “logic” of how we could possibly all live in one smaller apartment or why our possessions are somehow “still” there after us being supposedly absent or not paying rent for so long, but that is how it is. Interestingly, the usual liminal state of being in “both” places occurs for a time. The third dream opens with me sitting on the middle of a couch in a smaller featureless room with at least three doorways - and I am aware of an unknown male. He is apparently a television producer or actor (or both) or at least someone related to work in television. He stands to my left. To my right, in walks Jonathan Frakes as he looked about twenty years ago. I had apparently played the president of Star Fleet or some such on at least a couple “Star Trek: The Next Generation” episodes or whatever at an earlier stage (even though I feel and sense that I am only about sixteen or seventeen years old) and am somewhat unsure of what is going to happen next (whether or not I am prepared) because I am apparently going to be in the same role in an upcoming new episode (even though the show has not been filmed for years), but I am confident and at ease, oddly enough. The studio seems to be located somewhere beyond to my right, but I remain seated on the couch. Everybody seems happy, but for some reason I ask them if they usually get along with each other. The response is not negative, but not all that clear either.
Dream 1 I'm at my primary school in the gymnasium. It's been turned into a night club. I have Kayley with me, and I see Marleigh with her brother. We are all dancing and Kayley grabs Marleigh and pulls her towards us so they can dance with us. Marleigh looks at me and then grabs my cock, holding it with a tight grip. I kinda feel a little bit of pain. She's got a good grip, I can't even move. I start talking to Marleigh's brother on the dance floor, and couldn't help but notice his poor taste in fashion. He's about 5-10 years too late. I tell him nice beard (referring to his chest hair that could be seen. Hes first few buttons on his shirt were undone), and mention that it's an in thing those beards. I tell him about my chest hair and try to show him what I had, but I have too much clothes on. I jokingly try to send him a picture of it. There's a dance circle which had been formed and there was two black males with short frizzy haired dances in it. It looks like they're dressed up for a play or something. One of the males is sitting down on a chair when he pulls out a syringe and gabs himself with it, pretending to be sick. I begin to do some weird shit on the dance floor and start moving my hands up and down as if I was using a horn on a truck. Kayley walks over to Marleigh and Marleigh says that she probably wouldn't see us for another 8 years, and Kayley responds saying I doubt that. Dream 2 I'm outside with Daryl and we notice a group of protesters. They're holding signs and all. I tell Daryl that these are the water protesters (wanting no chemicals in water). They all make their way up some steps and we follow. We reach a rocky area which is close to the ocean. They walk the long way to where they're intending to go, and I take the short cut. The destination wasn't far at all and it's to an entrance of a cave where an aboriginal was standing. I'm standing on the rocks above him and I think he notices me. We all are in front of the entrance now and the scene of the cave changes to a house. We begin talking to the aboriginal man for a few moments before we eventually enter the house. There's a party going on inside, and I can see a lot of people. They seem to be having a great time. I see that more aboriginals come into the scene and they seem to be stand offish, and keep to themselves. Everyone is dancing and I can't help but join in and feel the love. There's a hand railing in front of me. Sam tells me she's leaving. Shortly after a female tells me that she's going to find Sam, and I insist that I will come along so she's not alone. I can see a olympic barbell at the door, and a bike. It's blocking the path. I get passed them and head out and look for Sam. I see Sam and Ben in the distance, sitting on a chair. I reach them and see that Ben's holding some photos which are the size of an average painting. It's a picture of people playing Aussie Rules Football. It seems to be for Josh Arfods Dads birthday, and he isn't too sure on the photo. Dream Fragment 1. Dave Clork is in a new relationship. 2. I look down at my stomach and notice that I have a gut. It looks like its sagging and I see that one area looks like its bulging out more then the other side.
Dream - Lucid I was sitting in a classroom, trying to do some work. I sat down in the front row, and this black guy who resembled someone I went to elementary school with who was sitting next to me kept bugging me. I kept telling him to stop. I'd get up and move down a seat, but he'd keep bugging me. I was getting frustrated. ~ I was at my childhood neighbor's house. They have a very big family IWL (they have 4 kids; 3 boys and a girl) but now, there were even more people there. There were two other little girls there as well besides their daughter, who was having a birthday that day, her 15th. Wow, I couldn't believe she was already 15. The two other little girls, though, there was something different about them. They looked normal enough, but they were made in a Sim game; they were real, but they weren't. It's hard to explain. I don't even really understand it. Anyway, I was going to spend the night there. I remember one of the other little girls, a girl of probably 10 or 11 with blonde hair was there. I think I was playing with her or talking to her. I knew how much the dad loved her. I couldn't imagine how terrible it would be if something happened to her. I don't really know why I was thinking about that. At some point, I saw my dad walking around looking at something. I saw him and then I saw my mom. My parents were here! I was so happy to see them! They had not told me that they were going to be in town, but oh well. I was just happy that they were there. ~ I was working at the bakery. I had just gotten there. It was evening time, and I was supposed to get off at 8pm. All the lights were off for some reason; I couldn't even hear the humming of the cases or any kind of electrical appliance. Yet we were still open. Weird. I thought about how that had happened before. I was working with Kaitlin, a girl that works there IWL. She had broken up this big sugar cookie that had M&Ms in it and put it in large sample cups, but kept it behind the counter. I thought maybe she wanted to eat it. I then saw that she had found all these cake orders somewhere, but I had no idea where they had come from. One was a box of all these different slices of different cakes. It was a "variety cake box" that someone had ordered. The box it was in was colorful and advertised the fact that it was a "variety cake box". There were two of these sitting up on the counter. I saw some cakes in plastic packaging on the floor behind the counter as well. I then was by myself for a little bit because Kaitlin went to lunch. I kept going out from the back and picking up another sample thing of those cookies to eat. I was also trying to help customers, but I didn't feel like I was doing a good job. I then was on the phone, which was on the right side of the wall as opposed to the left, and it was an older guy asking me if there were any locations in Nashville. I told him I didn't think so, but I'd check. Normally, there is a laminated list of store names, numbers, locations, and phone numbers on the wall by the phone for reference. I was looking for it, but some new lists had gotten put up, though I don't remember what they were. They looked shiny and new though, very white with a fresh coat of laminate. I finally found the list, thinking that maybe there was an Antioch location, but alas, there wasn't. I got back on the phone with him to tell him there wasn't. He asked if I knew when there would be one built, and I told him I wasn't sure. "Oh ok..." he said. I then had an idea. "Sir, what's your phone number? I can call you when I know one is going to be built." I knew this may be quite a long time from now, or never, but I offered anyway. "Oh, thank you, sweety." he said, but his tone made it sound like he didn't want me to call. I couldn't decide whether or not to ask him to clarify whether or not he wanted me to call, but I felt like if I did, I'd be annoying him, so I didn't say anything. I didn't hear anything on the other line, so I guess that was him saying goodbye. I hung up the phone. I then heard a lady out by the counter saying that she was from somewhere I can't remember right now and that she was just looking. I was really tired at this point for some reason. I went out there and she was looking at the decorated cake book. She was a short, older black woman wearing a red vest like they do at Walgreens. Maybe she was a Walgreen's employee. I don't think I ended up helping her. I think Kaitlin was back now and she was helping her instead. I felt even more useless now. I then was at Subway for a short 10 minute break. I realized that I was not on my lunch, but was still on the clock, and I had left the store. Oops. I saw Taylor, a guy I work with. He was there as well on his lunch. I told him I felt like I just had to get out of the store for a little bit. Then, I was back at the bakery, and Patti, one of the decorators, was coming in. I asked her what she was doing. She said she was working 7-close. She didn't seem happy about it. I recalled a conversation I had with her about the new scheduling system and how it was going to interfere with her watching her grandkids in the evening (I really did have this conversation with her IWL). I thought to myself the nightmare is coming true.
Updated 09-06-2014 at 04:55 PM by 32059
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