12-03-2012 -- [Hope this works out. This was a very long, interesting dream, and I made very short, abbreviated notes on it, and am almost a month late in entering it in, so depending on how well the memory works, a lot of this could be missing. Sigh.] I'm on Hickory, just a house away from the end of the block, down by Crescent, and find Cheryl there, ranting and raving and yelling at her kids. They are piling into her van to drive somewhere, and I sure don't want to get in any sort of fight, so I just walk down the block to my house. About the time I get there, things change and shift, and I am outside a gas station, doing a mystery shop. Basic stuff, no big deal, but soon I find things have shifted again, and I am inside the Buena Park Mall. At this point I can't remember what was happening earlier in this part of the dream, but I know there were some Harry Potter characters around, and possibly some strange magical critters. There are people (probably evil wizards) following me, and little bits of chasing through the mall, where I find myself doing a little bit of flying, but the ceiling is too low to get enough height to really stay out of the way. So I can't get away entirely, but it adds a little more dimension to the chase. I soon find myself in the Video Concepts store, right near May Company. The evil wizards have been gathering, and there are more and more of them. We have to try and get out of the place, but how to get away when there are so many of them watching for us? Luna is here, and I am trying to get her free, too. And Patches, one of my landlord's dogs, is also running around. Part of the time, Luna Lovegood may even be turning into Lois Lane, though I am not sure. Turns out there is a half-hidden secret exit to the place which leads into the multi-story hotel which now exists at the Buena Park Mall, and we fake toward one of the front doors, then dash to the hidden exit, which may be a sort of elevator. It leads up several floors to a hotel corridor, and we walk a few rooms down, and enter a room where Batman is waiting for us. There is a little bit of planning and making arrangements, then we crawl out through the window, out onto the penthouse roof, where we quickly find ourselves being chased again. Somehow from the roof we are going up or down an escalator to a valet parking area (yeah, on the penthouse roof. I know it doesn't make much sense.) I have a note about some sort of escalator gag which was tremendously humorous and funny at the time, and may have involved Batman trying to hold a kid who disappeared, and me getting accidentally kissed by a beautiful woman. It was a really great gag, unfortunately now I can't remember how it went. I hate myself for not getting this entered earlier. Anyway, Batman is getting the Batmobile, while I am flying, and somebody is rolling around on roller skates. There is something about a Siamese twin, except it is Siamese twin Siamese cats, with a loud, obnoxious howl. Batman comes driving up in the car, and I just fly above it as he drives away from the hotel. [This would have been so much better if I had managed to get to it promptly!]
12-06-2012 -- Don't know how I got there, but I am driving up the little road right alongside the shops at the Buena Park Mall, in a passenger van, though I think I am the only one in it. I think it is a Mears van, and I took it over right in the middle of a shift, at the mall. The van was in bad shape, a lot of damage to the interior, a broken glove compartment, and oddly enough, the previous driver's purse was still sitting there near the driver's window. As I am driving along, I am amazed at all the idiots who will dart right out in front of a big van with no concern for their health, and others who will just stand there in the road, and not get out of the way. Since the brakes are the usual soft and weak brakes from my dreams, this really isn't a good thing. Some idiot has left his bike parked right in the middle of the lane, and as the brakes aren't working well, I plow right into it, though I don't run it over so much as just push it in front of me. I manage to stop the van, and grab the bike. I put it at the side of the road, standing it on its kickstand, then start driving again. Suddenly, *BUMP* ... did I hit someone? No, thankfully it is just a bump in the pavement. I keep driving up the little traffic lane, alongside Sears, and on up to Stanton. As I approach the road, I try to stop, but the brakes just don't do it, and I shoot right into the road. Thankfully nothing is near enough to cause trouble. Since stopping isn't working, I try to spin the wheel and maybe head back the way I came, but I soon find myself right in the center of the road, almost on the divider, facing the wrong way. I decide this just isn't safe. I turn around and start to head toward Orangethorpe on Stanton, and just before I reach the 91 freeway, I reach the Mears yard and turn in. I manage to park without too much trouble, thankfully. I'm now in a parking lot in front of the M1 building, which is further from the street than it is in real life, and as I walk toward the building I see some young sheep dogs in the parking lot. I head in the building, and end up speaking to the shuttle supervisor, who seems to be modeled on the guy who tried to shut down the GhostBusters in the movie, except the guy's hair is a dark brown rather than a light brown or dark blond from the movie. I am expecting the guy to be a jerk, but he's actually quite nice, and isn't trying to blame me for being given a bad van or anything. He's telling me to drive around to the shop and swap out the van. As I am about to head out the door, I feel my face and realize I haven't shaved in days, and I'm looking rather ragged. I try and apologize, but he waves it off like it is nothing. I make it out to the parking lot, but I am having a lot of trouble finding the van. Almost everybody has left, and it is now mostly vans parked here, so I am having problems finding the right one. A lady supervisor comes out to talk to me, and again I am expecting her to be mean, but she is really nice. She tells me they don't want me to drive the van if it has no brakes, and they will move it to the shop. She gives me a new set of keys and directs me to another van, which seems to be a more normal style (the last one was closer to one of the old Mears handicapped vans). There are a couple of minor issues with it ... the seat is really far forward and tilted sharply, and I have to adjust it to fit. By this point I have a full-on Santa-style beard, and am only wearing a t-shirt, but she brushes it off as if it were nothing! Man, I guess things have really changed around here! By this point, we are on Gore in Florida (where the company is really located), and the sheep dogs are running through the area again. The female super asks me if I would like to take on two runs, and I agree. I think one of them is going to Tampa, and the other is taking some elderly passengers to Leisure World (a retirement community located in Seal Beach, in CA). Somewhere in the back of my mind, I am thinking runs to both Florida and CA in the same day might be difficult, but I am so happy to have work, and that they are being so easy-going about the horrid beard and the lack of uniform, I'm not going to make waves. I drive the new van out of the parking lot, and head toward the I-4 on-ramp, but I find the police are blocking off the intersection at Gore and Division, and traffic is really backing up badly. I want to avoid both problems and delays, so I swing into the gas station on the corner [there is no gas station there] to turn around, and start back the other way.
12-11-2012 (or so) -- I am at a hotel, somewhere, and am riding up and down various escalators. There are some thugs who are after me, and I see them a few yards away on another escalator. They see me, too, and start to try running down the escalator to chase me. So I kind of slide down like you might on the divider between escalators, except I am kind of hovering over the step portion, sliding down, instead. The thugs really have to hurry to have even a chance of keeping up. So I reach the ground and start running, hoping to get away while the thugs are still trying to get off the escalator, but they are soon on my tail again. It feels like they are from a TV show, but I just can't manage to remember which one. They manage to catch up with me after a bit, and I have to fight with them. I am holding my own, but there is no clear winner or loser. There is another person being attacked, and it is Peter Petrelli from Heroes, but he doesn't seem to have any sort of powers. I break away and run off somewhere where I can grab somebody's computer to try and look these guys up on a show guide, and find out who they are. I am thinking they are from a TV show where the title is a girl's name, but I am convince I am wrong ... turns out I have it exactly right, though. (Can't remember what the name of the show would be, however.) Soon I am on the run again, and there is lots of running, chasing, and bad stunt car driving. It is quite a significant chase, but I eventually end up out in the middle of nowhere, in a deserted area where one of the good guys seems to almost be building a baseball stadium. (Shades of Field of Dreams!) I think it is Dave D. He seems to kind of be recreating a team that went bankrupt a few years ago or something, and he's asked for my help. I don't think I can play very well, but maybe helping more on the managing aspect? There's a referee who is really badgering me about a backstop that is missing the wire mesh to contain pop flies, and we are trying to explain to him that the mesh will be in place by game time, and there is no reason we shouldn't be able to practice, in the meantime. After that, Dave is sending me to a locked restroom, where I am supposed to control a very, very drunk past star who may very well make or break the team. I am supposed to get him interested in playing again, in uniform, and on the ball field, while he is far more interested in finding more to drink, womanizing, and possibly avoiding aliens that I think are trying to kidnap him, though unfortunately I didn't remember to note anything about that part. Very strange!
12-24-2012 -- [Very cool dream, but a lot of running through passageways chasing stuff in a way that there aren't as many details to post as one might like. So a long, great dream that might not make as great a long dream post.] Starts as almost a kind of live video game, where I seem to be wandering through a park-like area with a bunch of people I know (not friends, not enemies, just acquaintances). There are enough trees that there is a slight wooded feel, but nothing like forest. There are lots of colorful things flying around. The closest I can come is kind of a cross from a snitch from Harry Potter and Impetuous Implings from Runescape. These things come in a variety of bright colors, and look like the little flying imps, but they almost vanish from sight, move 'wicked fast' and make the slight tinging sound of a snitch in the HP movies. Anyway, we're grabbing for these things, and they're dodging us. There are almost sort of paths through the woods, and I am taking a path further south, while many others are taking paths that are more north, except one other person that is following me south. It is sort of like a competition, and each of us is trying to be the one to grab more of the things. It is slightly messy and gross because we swat them and splat them, and get bits of bug guts all over our hands, but it is certainly kind of fun. In another comparison to Runescape, the dream seems to slightly merge in strange rocks, as I think there are 15 varieties, and we have to catch two of each of them. But as we keep moving further west on the south path, the wood is soon morphing into a set of hallways in a large building, with hints of a layout kind of like a school, with rows of classrooms separated by narrow hallways, except the entire thing is completely enclosed. There are also hints of many of my old dreams that involve chasing through or hiding in a building, with hints of laboratory to it. There's lots of running around, chasing these little things, jumping, diving, and generally doing all kinds of stunts to manage to grab each one before the other person does, and it is long, and very fun, but not detailed enough to write about, on a moment-by-moment basis. But it took a while, and was a lot of fun. Slowly things continue to morph, until the building is becoming more a giant department store, with us running through different departments, and dodging between tall aisles of shelving and clothing racks and the like, again, similar to many chase dreams I've had in like settings, but fun. About this time, there is the first hint of personal flight, though it isn't too big of a deal, and doesn't claim too much of my attention, yet. We've been moving more toward the east end of the store, but now we turn around, and are heading more west again. The competition is getting less and less friendly, and there is more and more slight hints of me being chased, rather than imps, but it still is fairly friendly. The store aisles are turning more into warehouse aisles, with racks of pallets stretching higher and higher, and the people chasing me becoming more and more military, as the dream begins to feel more and more like a specific warehouse dream I had lately that I will have to track down and try to link to. About this time I think I also run into a large fire-breathing (but flightless) dragon, which I have to dodge around. So I am heading back to the west side of the warehouse again, and they seem to be closing it down for the day, as all the lights are off, and it is getting more and more dark. They are still running forklifts, however, and they have lights on them so they can see where they are going, as they approach the trucks for unloading. At this point, I hear Abby Sciuto (from NCIS) calling out to me, and she is kind of hitching a ride on me, somehow half climbing on me, half just attaching herself to me. She thinks I have a forklift, and in the darkness, doesn't realize I'm just kind of half-flying, half-hovering around. But she is calling out to Gibbs and laughing and enjoying herself as I quickly swing through the area and around all the others, before heading back on the path toward the East, lighted end of the warehouse again. As I reach the other side, I find myself kind of face to face with what seems to be Captain Hook, and he is threatening me. I say something back, which outrages and threatens him, and I am almost sure it is a movie quote, though I can't remember what it was. But anyway, he is challenging me to a fight which will involve flying and sword fighting (very Peter Pan), but it seems to be kind of a play, because he is climbing into a theatrical sort of flight harness, and they are bringing one over in my direction, as well. Need I say they are very shocked when I don't bother waiting, and just begin to fly on my own. But the dream adapts quickly, and they are still bringing the harness to me, but it is quickly turning into more of a chain, and they are trying to chain me down, or perhaps chain me to the Captain Hook character, who is growing taller and taller by the moment, and is turning into more of a Galactus type of figure. I am dodging the guy with the harness, having my usual problem of him managing to just barely stay in reach, making it difficult to get away. I finally do manage to break free, and since the Galactus character is now big enough that I have no chance of facing him head-on, I fly back into the warehouse to try and hide from him. Except the building has now turned into a fancy looking office building lined in nice red slate-like tiles, and I am dodging behind pillars and through large bathrooms, trying to gain distance and escape deeper in the building. I suddenly have a premonition, and know what he's going to do, just before he does it, so I am not terribly shocked when he rips the entire building out of the ground and starts to twist it this way and that, and shake it, so he can manage to shake me out onto the ground where he can stomp on me. [I know the last part sounds horrible, but the whole thing was neat, and a heck of a lot of fun!]
Having It and Giving It Up I was with a beautiful girl. She may have been J. M., my high school heart throb, though she looked a little different. I was sucking the side of her breast and rubbing her stomach. It was heavenly. Her breast was salty. This was OK in my dream, and tasting is generally good in a dream for me. I asked if she wanted me to stop and she said yes, so I stopped. I was sad...obviously. An alarm then went off and a DC turned it off for me. I was grateful. Leaving My Brother My brother was on a motorcycle with my boy as a passenger, and I was riding on the back the way kids ride bicycles--standing on to pegs sticking out from the back wheels. It was extremely awkward and I told my brother I was just going to walk the rest of the way. I had only a tinge of distaste for him. Everyone started walking at this point. We ended up in Downtown. It was all cement and didn't seem clean. It was dark as though we were under a walkway or something. We started walking down a hill of cement and I saw my cat. I/we were letting her go there but I wasn't happy about it. At the street, buses were stopping and pulling away. I saw a tour bus pull out right next to an old style Marta bus. The noise was awful and a bit odd. I wanted to record the bus noises and use it in some music or something. We then started trying to find exactly how to get where we were going. We never really did figure it out, and searching was a bit uncomfortable.
I know i had more dreams then one, but i remember only one... I was at sportshall and i was playing futsal with my friend and other people i don't know. There was strange scoreboard, and every player had a buttons in hands i could simple just increase the score... Was kinda weird.
Cross-Dressing A guest on a talk show demonstrates his attempt to dress like a woman. Then there's a video clip showing him in the outfit that the show's hosts create in order to teach him how to do it better. The outfit is red and black with bows in various places. I'm impressed. It makes a distinct statement while also seeming to suit the man quite well. Group Project We're working on our project (which is due soon) when suddenly we get assigned a new group member. That's really unfair. We have to add a new section on "Charm" (as in charisma) in order for there to be enough substance in the presentation to accommodate a new member. The rest of the group votes that I should work on this section, and it's clear that they mean this to be derogatory (by implying that my personality needs a lot of work). We sit in hostile silence for a few minutes. I decide to give them the silent treatment and work on my own for the rest of the project. Saruman I'm working with some friends on a level in a game. In a room near my character, a wizard starts leading a ritual which we cannot allow to be completed. We try to run amid the gathered orcs and kill things, but there are just so many of them! I score a lot of hits, but I can't see the health bars, so I don't know how much more work will be required. And I'm not focusing on just one target at a time, either: I'm just running in circles and loops, slashing at everything that I pass. I pass the wizard and take a swipe at him, but then I get a better look at his face. It's Saruman. I feel scared, now--I'm not prepared to face him. Slightly Daring I'm sitting in someone's lap. Feeling a bit daring, I squirm around a bit, ostensibly in order to get more comfortable. Climbing It's the beginning of the last level of a game. I have to climb up a rocky slope on a mountainside.
No recall.
I was with one of my very wealthy friends in a secret club below Disneyland (Club 33) and he had just bought an apartment their for half a billion dollars. All of the interior finishing was incredible luxurious, from marble, to rose-iron, parquet wood, & fancy furniture. He was trying to do something with a photo frame made out of pure gold and I tried to help him do it by sanding down the gold around the edges. Then he got annoyed that I ruined his gold frame because their were scratches on it. Thats all I remember... lol
Aircraft Carrier I was observing from the control tower of an aircraft carrier. There were large panoramic windows everywhere. I could see that we were surrounded by an escort fleet of smaller ships. Slowly a storm began to encroach on the fleet of warships. Waves began to rock the aircraft carrier, and I saw lightning strikes in the distance. A second fleet of ships began pulling aside our own. These ships looked less like military ships, but more cruise and cargo ships that were weaponized. One of the men in the room ordered a missile strike. A missile fired off from the side of the carrier. A battle began between the rigged ships and our more official naval ships. One of them fired a machine gun right into the control room that I was in. The bullets shattered the glass and the cold, stormy air rushed in. The men began scrambling around shouting orders. I ran downstairs, and found a similar control room directly below. I continued going down stairs for several levels, through the general chaos of battle on the ship. I was ducking down, avoiding the bullets that were ripping through the hull and falling debris. Slavery escape I know, this makes no sense. I think that I was on some remote Caribbean island, where I had been made a slave and was being forced to plant crops. A young girl, probably around ten, had taken my laptop computer, and was threatening me with a sharpened stick. There was a neighborhood only a few steps from the edge of farmland. After a few minutes, I decided to make a run for it, and dove into one of the yards, leaping over the fence. The girl began to follow me, I continued running through yards and between houses. Eventually, I found myself at a dead end. All that was ahead of me was a tall chain link fence with barbed wire strung across the top. I tried to leap over this one as well, but the wire caught my leg and I stumbled over. I got up and looked around. I realized that I was fenced in. I knew that I couldn't leap the fence without getting cut by the barbed wire. The girl who was chasing me came into the fenced in alley. I finnaly went to reason and asked her why she made me into a slave. She knelt down and started crying and said that It was because she stole three dollars from her parents and was trying to make it up to them. The dream began fading at this point.
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DJ Log: December 22, 2012 5:30AM (USA Eastern) NON-DREAM NOTES DREAM LUCID I am hanging out with some friends in a very small townhouse. We're talking about the annoying neighbor next door who empties out our gas cans without asking. As we are talking about him, the neighbor leaves. While he is out, we go into his house through the patio door which he left unlocked. I'm not sure why we're in there, but the others seem to be on some kind of a mission. There are piles of junk everywhere and the carpet is really dirty. There is a litter box in the corner which is overflowing with cat poo, but no cats can be seen. As I'm lightly looking around, one of the guys asks me for a hand lifting something. I walk over to see that he is checking out some kind of folding table on top of a pile of junk in the middle of the room. I help him lift the table down from the junk pile and walk away. Shortly afterward, we walk toward front door to leave. As we are leaving, some people walk in the door and they don't seem to care that we're there. We walk outside, then go back into the first town house and hang out for a while. One of the guys opens the patio door again and say. Come on, let's go outside. We walk out the door and then walk around outside of building. Beside the building, one of the guys gets in a fight with some kids on bicycles. Suddenly, one of the kids pulls out a knife. Before he knows what happened, I grab the knife from him and hold him, telling the others to go away. Then all quickly run off, so I let the last one go and he runs away too. Trailing behind a bit, I follow the others around the back side of the building again. When I get around the corner, one of them is arguing with neighbor over who used gasoline from his gas can. I open the door and walk back inside, wanting to be no part of the argument.
The first thing I could remember is becoming a helper at a kid's school. An instructor escorted me to the room filled with young kids between ages five and ten. This classroom was very small and had an irregular shape. I noticed that the floor had black and white square shaped tiles. I stared at the floor and only felt a sense of calmness enter inside of me. The classroom was filled with about ten kids but I don't recall any of their faces. I do remember walking around the classroom observing it. I did feel a little optimistic working with these children. Then I woke up.
Suddenly I find myself in a maze. To be more precise, it is a kind of bridges that are interconnected but at different levels. From those bridges I can see a sort of plateau that extends to the horizon and is blocked by a huge mountain. I try to climb from a bridge that is on the bottom to one that is at a higher level, but a series of wires do not let me move. It's then that I see that the top of the mountain explodes and a shower of stones begins to fall on adjacent buildings. I fear that at any moment one of these stones can beat me. Suddenly a huge rock the size of a building is coming straight at me and hit nearby buildings demolishing them. In these moments the dream switches to third person because I'm not in the scene, but it's like watching a movie. Everything happened quickly and I wake up with a choking sensation.
Dreamed: 23.12.12 Written: 23.12.12 I was sitting in front of my computer monitor, and from what I remember, it looked as if I was only seeing the screen, which was quite higher and wider then normal, and nothing other than the monitor. I was looking at the clock in the bottom right of the screen, and the time seemed, odd. I don't remember what time the clock was saying it was, I think it might've said "4:00 am", and I found it very odd. "Why am I not asleep yet? I have school tomorrow! and actually, I think I actually did go to sleep!" This was confirmed after I noticed that the time was completely different each time I looked at the clock. After blinking for a few seconds trying to make the time change, I decided to close my eyes and not open them at all. Everything was black and empty, much like closing my eyes in waking life. I closed my eyes intentionally, for I wanted to create a new scene. I wasn't very aware in this dream, and my waking life recall was almost non-existent, so I don't think I tried creating anything particular. I just started thinking of a certain girl I really like, and I started seeing her face in the dark void, slowly becoming a rather real and colorful picture of her. I don't remember anything else, I am pretty sure I just went on to a regular dream, and lost awareness completely. Or I might've just woken up. I guess this experience just further shows me that memories infused with emotions are far stronger than "normal" memories, though I guess there aren't really a "normal" type of memories, because every memory is infused with something subjective. But I will try to "infuse" memories I want to remember in my lucid dreams with strong emotions from now on. I hope It'll help.
Updated 12-23-2012 at 10:14 PM by 57389
12.23.12 Here is the dream I had last night involving the old boyfriend I dream about frequently. I woke up today less anxious and more expentant than usual. I'm in a house that is also a school, I am the same age as I am now. I am interacting with an older man aho is known for his temper and has a history of assaulting women. I manage to have a benign conversation with him and am unharmed. I am recounting this story to my Mom when he man walks into the room we are in (the kitchen, yellow curtains, small retro table and one stool by the window) and heads in our direction. At that moment bf also appears, walks over to Mom and I. I reach to hold his hand but the other man attempts to prevent that. Bf pushes the man's hand away and holds my hand. The scene changes to a group of us outside (I do not recognize any of the people from my real-awake life), sitting and standing on the steps to the house/school discussing a mission we must go on. Bf is not wearing a shirt and has put his arms around me protectively. The scene again changes to us all making various enterences to our mission site. There is a large airplane-like structure "docked" on a muted grey platform that has 3 riser-steps and trees. People are exiting the structure and are walking around the platform, where there are small pools and buffet tables. My "team" is sneaking around the platform. We have to be cautious because Jason Bateman is there ans he will recognize us. We start to leave when I realize I have to find bf. I tell everyone that he's wearing a yellow shirt and I need to find him because I haven't kissed him yet. I search for him outside of the platform area and run into 2 guy friends from high school (that I haven't seen or talked to since graduation over 15 years ago). We all hug. They ask about the dome and platform and if its worth waiting in line to go in. They decide not to wait. I turn and see bf walking down a hallway but I can't get his attention. I find the last member of my team and we head back to the house/school through a secret bathroom stall. Bf is waiting for me when we return. He pulls me into an embrace and we finally kiss. Thoughts or comments??!!??!! lifetimeagoDM Lurker Posts: 2Joined: Sat Dec 22, 2012 1:19 pmGender:
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