Dream recall from today"s WBTB/nap. Dream 1: I was playing creeper world 3, custom level. Started in top right and there was apparently some sort of enemy base near the bottom left corner of the map which was connected through rotated S-like way to start. There were also creeper emitters all around and bunch of stuff to the right of the base. I've started progressing and apparently had to fight enemy forces like an RTS, as well as creeper, which was apparently controlling those enemy forces. I've managed to clear enemy base using turrets and destroy specific building, which freed the base and gave all it's units to me. I've built two artillery cannons, one on charger, and easily cleared up the remaining part of the map. Dream 2: I was playing SK with some T3 newbie, we have reached some dark purple place with obelisks that was apparently newly added place to arcade which allowed to access danger missions from arcade runs. Also custom models were added and my player model was a black dragon. We decided to do Compound 42 but i forgot to change equips which were weaker versions of fire breath and fire ball that i was leveling up for upgrading. I've left to change equips and we decided to restart mission from mission menu. Then i wake up and feel that i am dreaming. I stabilize and go to balcony door, i try to phase through it but something goes wrong and i get outside of the place's boundaries into the void in some glitchy state. I try to get out but then i wake up again, or rather, get awaken by somebody, i still feel that i am dreaming and i go to try again with balcony door. Halfway towards it i wake up again, bed is in wrong position and i feel that i am dreaming, movement is glitchy but i manage to get up eventually. I look around for portals and then i just decide to teleport by going through the wall. It works and as i go through wall view kinda gets pixelated for a bit with white pixels forming squares. Then i find myself falling through some large dark tube, i glide with my wings to the bottom and there seems to be exit to the side, but i wake up before i can look into it
non lucid *I thought about how dalai lama never gives up teaching because meditation is the true from of happiness. *Ask a girl to watch my bicycle. I said to her this can be your bike friend and she started laughing. *Took a shit in a bathtub that seemed to go on forever. *Took a shit in a kid toilet.
First dream was pretty long, sadly can't remember most of it. Dream 1(fragments): I was in some lab, kinda like scientist, and i was searching something specific. Lab looked kinda old-ish but had multiple floors, alot of tech and teleporters. Then there was something about experiments and then some agents came and were interrupting us, one of them had ability related to ice. Then there was problem with our leader so we were trying to figure it out. Dream 2: There was a story about a soldier returning from the war only to find out that government did changed and does bad things. There was some religious announcer shouting things on the street. Then soldier started talking to mayor about this and while talking noticed ice in one of houses, which he thought was left by an hiding enemy, he found a nice looking sword in the house.
I'm reading a book, but I don't know if I was the one who wrote it or not. It's about this guy in Alaska who's writing to his daughter in an email. Every now and then the letter breaks off to show what's happening with his daughter. I distinctly remember reading about her being in an alley about to be killed. At the end the guy gets really mad because he never heard from her again--he doesn't know that she was killed. [Clearly, my brain ripped this one from Family Guy.]
Once i again, i was to lazy to actually record / write down the details before i stood up from bed. So i just remember fragments / summary of the dream. I was thinking "i would be much better to reenter the dream and get lucid than to remember it right", so irritating. Anyways, i was in my house, i don't know what has happened, but i was all changed around (maybe it was just dream distortion). We were waiting for a boat / submarine to take us somewhere. The submarine arrived and i climbed on board, it was pretty small and had the ability to open half up for like sightseeing or entry. It was almost like a boat in this "mode", i remember talking to the captain and thinking about who i wanted to take along. The only one who needed to come was the young daughter of a old man i was living with in my house. The daughter was late, so i had plenty of time figuring out who else to bring. I think i brought my cousin, and his stepbrother, my uncle and was planning to pick up another friend from another part of the "world". I remember talking with the other passengers about this last person, they where saying they hoped he wasn't in to much of a party mood. Because it would have been annoying. Finally the girl arrived, and the father payed the captain for her ticket. The weird thing was, that when he gave the captain his coin, a kind of dragged a graph of the world in another way. I became instantly night, and he just smiled in a weird way.
I don't remember what setting the dream began in, but i remember the girl being very mad at me. I encountered her several times, and all the times she was really pissed off, but i kept my cool and tought "she probably thinks i am some kind of asshole or something, i am sure she will change her mind if i just show her its not true". So dispite not being interested in this girl at all, her negative attitude agains me made me show interest, and dedicate time to her. I don't remember the rest of the dream in detail, but it was a very nice dream. Altough it was not the last dream before waking up, i get happy when i think about it.
Morning of October 24, 2013. Thursday. This dream starts out where I and at least three others including my wife are in my old apartment on King Street. The ages are not right (my wife would be about eight years younger by comparison) as we are all seemingly around eighteen, but become younger in later scenes. Firstly the room we are in is an alternate universe that is embedded within this one. There is some sort of setup where if a normal human being is in the area, it changes back into how the room should look to them, including all the various possessions we have then going into an invisible, phased state. It only becomes as it is now (automatically) when one of us wants to rest or stay there for a time. At least one of the others is Eddie K, a Christian-Slater-like tulpa from dreams from many years back (one of the only other males in dreams that ever had special abilities), and an unknown female (named Pearl). Around this time, there is also activity in another room - apparently somewhat normal people but those who know of us - but who are a bit mixed up, “challenged”, and “slow” and not a threat of any kind (one may be based on the pinhead I knew in real life at that time). There is something about seeing my family name in the newspaper. I go to show the newspaper to a normal human female for some reason and the pinhead accidentally moves his arm around and knocks it out of my hand because he wants to mostly only live his life as a dog(?) but also sometimes mutters gibberish and gets very angry when people read newspapers. I get sort of angry at him (not intense) and when I gather the pages together I see that the newspaper print is mostly all misaligned all over the page with words and sentences flowing into other words. It seems then to be in the future even though we are much younger. Humans (and human society) have reached such a state of “decay” that newspapers are mostly made up of only erroneous lines of text that move at various lesser angles over nearby sentences, but which reveal clusters of print that only we can read in a beneficial way. This apparently is caused by the paper going through the printers incorrectly, such as at angles or with localized folds. In other words, we are moving into a sort of natural entropy regarding the human race and almost all of their inventions and activity. I get somewhat annoyed (especially at the “dog person”) and make the choice that we will not associate with humans anymore, as it seems to serve no purpose. All they do is meander around, entertain themselves with almost anything, much of it destructive to the body and mind, and cause trouble with invented stories about people they do not like. Eddie seems to agree and we eventually all agree and go back to the “pocket universe” for a time until the property owner returns. From this point my wife and I are intimate for what seems a long time, but on a sofa aligned south to north (our heads to the south). The television is on but it seems like mostly random pieces of different newscasts and short scenes of people in violent confrontations and yelling gibberish. Later, it seems we decide to go out and enjoy the night air. I have several pairs of shoes at that location, most extremely expensive, but the first pair I put on are from a cheap local store. Even though they are brand new, the outer plastic-like thin layer of the shoe on top and around the toes cracks and flakes off like old paint within seconds, with me deciding to peel off the larger pieces. Eddie smiles and asks me why I would attempt to wear modern human-made shoes when they only last for about thirty seconds when first worn. I am soon wearing shoes that are somewhat like fancy tennis shoes, but which also have hiking boot properties. We go downstairs and see that the property owners (who live in the same building) have their door open but are not near the vestibule. We go out and it seems late at night, possibly near midnight. As we walk down the street, I remember all the hundreds of dreams where I was on my own and enjoying the beautiful evening while flying swiftly (about ten to twenty feet at various times) over the streets, staying mostly directly above the street itself to avoid the trees and higher buildings on each side (but still able to fly up and beyond when I wished to). These dreams of flying, which have recurred throughout my life, have always felt like the most enjoyable, peaceful scenes, and I am often wrapped in a cloak or use it to maneuver (somewhat like a bat but not with flapping, just gliding). It is how I often travel, often on my own, but sometimes with others. Often, there are no other people or cars anywhere. It is timeless and perfect. My wife and I begin to float and walk at the same time, walking up invisible “steps” (recurring) and then flying in a face down position for a time, lightly holding hands, and like two people steering the same vessel. It is blissful, like a frozen moment in the so-called dead of night. Eventually, there are more of us, about six or seven. We land and walk through a common type of building in my dreams, which is somewhat like a very large empty garage, sometimes with small and sparse factory areas or commercial auto-repair features and sometimes in rarer cases, seemingly a storage area for older appliances or restaurant equipment (which is often between two larger buildings). We are now only about sixteen years old or younger, although I think the ages are now more varied. It seems that I am the oldest of the group now. (I guess we can change our ages at will.) As we near the opening of the “garage” to the east, which has a column through the middle of the entryway, there are a few people around, most of them late-shift workers and about three police officers. One says my first name in a very friendly but respectful way. I guess there is a curfew and we are too young to be out at night. “Don’t you read the newspapers?” says another officer. “This is a dangerous place to be, especially so late at night”. Apparently there are several criminals that go around attacking people at this time, but we had not seen anyone else until then. “We’ll just be on our way,” I say somewhat defiantly as we all keep walking, but they seem reluctant to let us into the more open area of the city and tell us that we should go home. The town is called “Pittsville” - which I only found out was a real name tonight (and in fact, is even supposedly the geographic center of Wisconsin) - as the name was used for years as a slang name for any town that was “boring” to live in (a play on a place being “the pitts”). La Crosse and other towns were called “Pittsville” in real life when there were no “exciting” events going on. “We’ll be fine,” I say, “I have a weapon, a wristwatch that uses satellites to focus lasers and which can destroy anything in any area." One man wants to see it in operation and I ponder that there may be trouble if the local government realizes what we can do, though it does not seem a direct concern. I still pull back my sleeve to expose the device which is about twice the size of a normal wristwatch. The man who wanted to see it in operation tells me to destroy a very large old tree (possibly based on the Tree of Knowledge from Florida when I was young) including the large roots. I tell him that people would be angry and that I should focus on a better test target, which, oddly enough, may be one palm tree in a row of palm trees (there being no palm trees as such in the area of Wisconsin we are supposedly in). There also seems to be other plants in the area, almost prehistoric in their appearance, like ancient forms of palmetto or some such. I adjust the small dials on the device which works by showing a real satellite view of the entire area with a superimposed grid and it is easy to move a small cross-hairs icon over the lines, operating somewhat like an Etch-a-Sketch. Soon, I push a small button when the cross-hairs are over the tree in the satellite view and a bright laser comes from somewhere, but seemingly up from the ground instead of down from the sky. However, it is some sort of targeting beacon of which there are thousands hidden all over the world at near ground-level for extra precision. A larger laser comes straight down from the sky and destroys the larger palm tree. From there, we walk about freely as people back away from us.
I am unsure if this dream was connected but the first thing I remember is me digging at a spot of acne and all of a sudden having huge disgusting pores. Skipping to the next scene: I was in a convenient store, my sister, one other female I don't recognize, and I was hiding behind an aisle. Wondering what I was doing crouched like that, I stood up to look and there were four guys with hostages shooting at us. I duck back down, I heard the guns but no bullets hitting anything. My sister hands me a gun and stand back up, I get scared but then I see that there are no bullets, I know I am dreaming. I shoot at one guy and miss a few times, then I get him in the head. There are still no bullets even from my gun and no blood either, he just falls to the ground, I think they must be invisible bullets. I shoot at the next guy and get him also in the head. (I have a history of dreaming of shooting people square in the head). The other two guys use the hostages as cover, and I run out of invisible bullets after shooting one more time, at this point in the dream I realize it is a type of game we are playing. After the hostages and bad guys go out the door they disappear. We leave the store, and the point of view pulls out. The other female is gone, I wonder if it is because she didn't do anything to help. You can see everything on the block similar to games like Supermario but in 3d. I could see us walking from this different point of view, I say I think we have to go there. It is this ladder to a building with no support, it wasn't moving so I wouldn't call it floating. The other building was brown and red brick, the convenient store and laddered building are both white. We climb up to the building, only my sister and I are in here. Our new game goal is to make these dresses and display them on a runway, I was frustrated because I didn't know what we were doing here, nor what our prize or anti-prize was, I was also very creeped out. It seemed that we were in some weird old factory. We both passed the first round, but the second round my sister messed up. She was dying a red dress, it looked like it wasn't fully dyed when she took it out, she said I got egg yolk on my dress, she looked like she was about to cry but she vanished. I was worried what was going to happen to me. FIN IRL: I have recently moved back into my mothers, and I am extremely broke due to breaking up with my long-term boyfriend. I am searching for a new job, because the one I have I cannot live on by myself. I also feel like I am finding myself again, and haven't been this happy since I was a kid. I met someone who makes me feel like it's okay to be myself, and I think he owns the most beautiful soul I have ever met, but he feels like a failure in life. My sister is getting married to a man she loves, but she isn't ready to get married and is frustrated with that. My mom isn't happy with life, either is her husband, and this is a bit stressful. She is just in a lot of pain all the time and is having a hard time physically and mentally keeping up with her job at a factory. I view defending myself with a gun perfectly acceptable. Feel free to ask anything that you find necessary in helping you interpreting this dream.
I spoke with DC and put my hand on the table and made movements with fingers like in finger technique. I remembeed, that its a dream,made RC and decided to visit my snowboard track. I flew with superspeed to the mountains. But they were without snow. Only my track was with snow, but it was dirty and melt a bit. But enough for snowboarding. I land on the top without problems, took some board and rode. The track was more narrow and shorter, then yesterday. And there were a lot of DCs, they rode snoboards too, so i should ride carefully. At the end i took my board and flew to the top again. I saw an elevator, but to fly - its farster. So i rode 4 times and found some points of dreaming board: 1 - its free ( you shouldn't pay for hotel, food and so on) 2 - you shouldn't stoop for fasterning 3 - you don't fall 4 - you sholdn't pick heavy board and go to elevator - you can just fly and the board isn't heavy in dreams. 5 - it isn't cold and you don't need gloves. I love dreaming snowboarding!
Dream Fragment: I'm racing and my car flips often. I go over a ramp and crash land. I'm with someone else that is racing. Dream: Megan M, is in trouble and so are her friends. Another group of girls want to beat them up. I call up Megan and she won't let me come over, as she's paranoid. Some of Megan's friends are black. It's night time and I'm walking near Ben F's house. I walk up to a window and knock. I see Megan peaking through the window and I keep repeating my name so she can let me in. She lets me inside. I look around and it's a very small apartment. I see a bed, couch and a TV. Megan is under the blankets with some of her friends on the couch. I see the bed and there's a person underneath the blankets but I can't see their face.
Four fragments... sigh. First fragment: My little cousin's birthday party. Second fragment: Sex dream. Third fragment: I couldn't drive cause I had a backpack on. I took it off and was able to drive normally. Fourth fragment: I was in another country, at a hotel. My window had the most gorgeous view ever.
Date: 10/22/2013 Technique: MILD & WBTB (failed WILD) Total Sleep Time: 8 1/2 (ish) hours MILD Mantra: "I lucid dream tonight" & "I recognize I'm dreaming" Dream 1 I was with my ex-boss and we were shopping for vintage designer handbags. I saw what looked like a black hefty bag on the floor filled with vintage Gucci bags. I crawled on the floor and retrieved a beautiful blue vintage Gucci shoulder bag. I ran to show my ex-boss who turned around and told me that she was wearing that exact bag at this very moment except her handbag was 'authentic' and mine was a fake. Sure enough, she had the authentic Gucci handbag on her shoulder (she has always been jealous of me ). Dream 2 I was fishing with my husband and the rest of our family and I was doing very well catching several fish. I remember how real it felt with the fish nibbling on the bait and me yanking the fishing pole to hook the fish and reel it in. Soon, we ran out of bait and started using anything available and the fish were still biting. We were still catching a lot of fish and I told my husband that the next time we go fishing I would like us to go by ourselves and spend the entire weekend with just us fishing (I have always loved to fish ).
Night before last: I was at my tech school. It was time to get on the bus and go back to my hometown school. But there was something going on with my computer that made me want to stay longer. I was trying to save some document before I left. My friend (A) came over and started pestering me that it was time to leave. (Note, he goes to the tech school with me in RL) I was frantically working on the computer. Normally (in RL) the bus leaves at 10:05. I can remember checking the clock in the computer screen and it was 10:07, so the bus had left and we were stuck there. After I looked at the time, I began thinking... this is normally the type of situation that I dream about. I'm dreaming! But just as I could fully grasp lucidity, A morphed into that evil dream character and shot me in the head with a handgun. I woke up. This morning. I was outside of some school-related building. It wasn't my regular high school or my tech school, but there were a bunch of students from my class there, standing in a big crowd. Periodically, school buses would pull up and take a portion of the steadily shrinking group away. I ran into the bully from my high school class and a couple of his cronies. (Yes, at my high school, there is a well known bully with a couple of "friends" that follow him and do his dirty work.) As the people left, the bully and his friends stayed with me. They started harassing me with some generic insults, but after awhile they came off with this strange tone that they were actually friendly and I should talk to them. They started apologizing for all the things they do to kids around school, and started talking in a sincere, but relaxed way. Even though they were clearly trying to be genuinely nice, I just had too many pent up feelings, and knew that as soon as everyone was gone except us, I was going to start a fight with them. I was getting an odd mix of vibes. These were the bullies that I've grown up alongside in high school, and I've seen them hurt me and my friends quite a bit, but they were sincerely being nice right now. But no, I was too angry with them and I still had the intention of... oh wait, everyone's gone. Time to beat the crap out of these four. Whup, nope I woke up. I really think that this dream says alot about me. The fact that (if there were no consequence) I would hurt someone who could be considered innocent. But dreams have a way of playing with emotions and personal limitations in that regard. No doubt, everyone has this dark side. Would I do this if I were in this situation... who knows.
Updated 08-12-2014 at 02:43 AM by 53527
There's this strange, vaguely canine creature with a head almost completely covered in bony ridges, giving the impression that it has a skull for a head. It changes shape, sometimes looking insect-like, a vast serpent thing with many legs, and very rarely, it takes the form of a woman. It serves a certain human man who found it on a cliff, and the first time it changes into a woman it freaks him out immensely - he's wondered if maybe the creature is actually a person under a curse, but he's not at all sure which is the true form. At the moment, he's thinking "(creature's name) is the answer" - the moment he thinks that, something else bursts into the room and the creature leaps up to fight it. (Woke up. Back to sleep.) A narrator of a play saying "Young Romeo spies the young witch Barathia in the woods, but..." A person I know IRL is annoyed at me over a misunderstanding, and posting passive aggressive messages about it online. I wonder whether I should correct the misunderstanding or just leave it alone. I'm standing on a street corner with someone, waiting for the light to change, when I see two people walking towards us, including that IRL person from the previous scene. The light changes just then, and I know I should probably wait for her to catch up, but I hurry across the street instead. I follow the guy I'm walking with down onto the railway tracks, and there's something I really enjoy about walking along the tracks at night. A train goes past. Still walking with that same guy, we've reached the trailer where his mother lives. When he knocks on the door, this guy he dislikes answers, some bigot his mother's dated in the past, but last he knew it was over between them, he wasn't expecting him to be here. They say something to each other I can't hear, I can just tell the guy in the door looks angry, and then the guy I'd been walking with turns around and leaves. He's really upset. I tell him to come back with me, we can go spend the holiday at my mother's place, she'll like having us over. At one point he decides to go back and kick that guy out of his mother's house and I physically hold him back.
Dream 1: Was at G.ma House again.... I seem to have a lot of dreams there... I had to go to school, but there was 3 thugs outside the house standing by their car waiting for me to come out. I missed the bus for school, because I couldn't leave the house and felt angry and confronted them. They just leave and I wonder how I'm going to get to school, so I barrow someone's car and begin to drive there. Dream 2: I'm in Japan and trying to get in contact with a person who i either know or is suppose to be helping me or something. I find her house and knock at the house, but some guy answers and says to come back at 2300. That's 11 O'clock he says. I recall thinking this guys an idiot and leave. I deceide to find some food while i wait, and go to a small strip mall with some restarants. One is an outdoor grill with tables set on a nice outdoor patio.
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