Ah! Finally some time to catalog the last few nights dreams. I stayed up working and fell asleep in my street clothes I was in and out of consciousness for the earlier dreams, trying to gather the resolve to get up and actually get ready for bed. However it never came, :3_ so some parts are difficult to order correctly and there was a persisting sense of disorientation throughout. It's long but if you read nothing else of this, please read dreams 5 and 6 and comment on what you think. April 13th, 2012 Dream 1: I'm outside in this open park-like area [on the outskirts of a forest]. My dad and [apparently] one of my friend's dad {idr who} is there. It's day time [maybe sunny(?)] and the flat ground of the clearing is covered in short, light-green grass. Fully leaved trees are scattered about the area, their shade forming pools around their trunks {so I guess it was around noon}. I look around on the ground and see these navy-blue berries (slightly smaller and rounder than actual blue berries) pepper the the grass a few feet away from me. I'm bare foot and for some reason in a bit of discomfort from what I feel below my feet. It's feels like a multitude of small pointed things, similar to walking on a pile of twigs. I survey the earth more immediately around me. There are a few small twigs here and there but none directly underneath me. I then wonder if fire ants are the cause and again check the ground, this time with more care and alarm. A few black ants, a shade close to the navy-blue of the berries, march unorganized a few feet away. Now I'm really confused.. [IMG]travel.mongabay.com/thailand/600/thailand_0423.jpg[/IMG] Dream 2: I'm in a car with my brother and a younger light-brown haired girl {I might know her in real life, but again I'm uncertain}. I'm on the passenger side. We pull over to the right side curb and stop at the girl's mail box. I reach my right hand out through the window and open the box for her. The head of the mailbox is the traditional half cylinder shape but its inside is anything but one would call traditional. It's a full panel of numbered buttons. She recites a long string of numbers for me to enter, "[628...--]", but I tell her to wait and that it's probably best if I weren't the one doing this because I don't want to set of her house's security alarm. She agrees. [We pull into drive way (?)}.. Day [3]: {This dream's the fuzziest} This woman suggests to her boyfriend/husband that they should go "to their cabin in the woods". This Immediately triggers a connection to the recent, and very much unoriginal, movie title "The Cabin in the Woods" {I saw a brief glimpse of the trailer on youtube I believe}. It's vague but I know afterward the couple, and whatever company they bring, inevitably are chased down by psychos who torture/kill them etc. {essentially was just like "The Strangers", creepy masks, fall setting and everything}... Dream [4]: {This is another hazy part. I'm not quite sure, but I was an observer most of this} There are these people probably between 19 and their early 20s.They're looking to make a Paranormal Activity 4. Apparently, in all the movies prior in this series, the cast actually died as a result of the paranormal activity they tried to record on film. Of course at this point I'm thinking: "Okay now folks,..people DIED doing this and despite knowing this information..you do it anyway???" {I feel like if that really happened in RL, people would do what these guys were trying to anyway. Oh, humanity, common sense is no longer common } A young woman in the group tells one of the guys "that graveyard actually is haunted", as if it were local, and then continues to tell enthusiastically some experience she had there. This comment then makes me think back to a show I recently watched on psychics. A teenage boy said that he always sees this shadow man whenever he walks by a certain local graveyard and it makes his stomach hurt immensely.. Dream 5: {Pretty sure this was a direct result of the last dream..} I'm in a living room similar to that of my old house. I'm sitting on the off-white carpet [with my legs folded under me]. My brother and our close friend, M, [and maybe another one of my best mates] are there sitting on either one of the couches or on the floor as well. My family's old, short wooden coffee table is to my left. It's half boxed in by our old love seat, long couch and single-seater couch just as they were in my prior home except the table is pushed out further away from the couches and closer to the TV. A fluffy husky-looking puppy is in the room with us. His fur is black and white. [I was just petting/playing with him] before all of a sudden the puppy starts acting strange, as if terrified, ducking under the table onto its bottom panel. He turns over on his back and starts seizing and whimpering, showing his white chest and curled white paws. I know something we can't see has a hold of him. Something dark and paranormal. I'm unsure of what to do, it's just so awful. I reach out for him saying, "It's alright, buddy..", but he jerks away, off the corner of the under panel and onto the carpet. He continues to squirm side to side crying. M and my brother are talking in urgent words, their voices overlapping in the chaos. I look behind me to see a large flat screen TV. It's displaying an all white back ground with some text in the middle of it, like a TV show title. I pay no attention to this because I'm focusing on what looks like blacker-than-night smoke, drifting out of screen view at the top right corner. I turn back to my companions and say "[I think] it's leaving". It seems whatever was attacking the dog released its grip. The small creature remains on his back but appears to be recovering. I, however, feel this overwhelmingly powerful and dark presence (very difficult to describe). I feel something start in my chest that forces its way upwards until it reaches my mouth in less than a second. I rock forward emitting resonating and blood scream. {It felt like what I can only describe as insanity..} Dream 6: [I wake, walk out of my room] and then slowly make my way down the hallway, dazed and still a bit disturbed. I then hear something from my right. It's a scream. It's human but unearthly. It sounds like several screams in one echoing cry. It startles me. I then hear a second scream, putting me in a state of sheer terror. I think "Oh no!! I must have fully awakened my psychic abilities and now I'm going to see dead people and life is gonna suck and-- but wait, what if I didn't wake up? What it I'm dreaming? I'm totally dreaming!". As I grab the stair case banister post and sling shot myself around to the top of the steps, I look up at the mirror directly across from me in the hall way. I think I see myself in it, but in the confused panic I can't make much sense of the blurry, dark grey figure in it. Everything's a shade of grey, not black and white, but as if it's daytime and what little light shining in from outside comes through insidiously dark storm clouds. All I can think now is "Get outside. Just get outside. Get to the front door!". I rush down the flight of stairs and fling the front door open. [Quickly closing the door behind me], I'm looking down when I take my first step onto the porch and ,at which point, I promptly close my eyes and think "Make it Fall. Wait, no! Summer!". I accidentally open my eyes as I'm rushing down the porch steps. I see grey skies and grass melancholy with patches of dead earth. I quickly close my eyes again and in a last ditch effort think "Blue skies! Happy!" but nothing changes. I then see a mini-van in the driveway. My brother's in the driver seat. I see one of my best childhood friends, Marry, {whom I haven't talked to in years unfortunately} sitting in the back on the passenger side. My new train of logic at this point: "if my brother can't see me, then I'm dreaming. If he can, I'm awake and I'm suddenly hearing dead people". I go up to the drive side window. I wave my arms and scream his name several times, but he seems to be looking through me. He then, however, greets me as if he'd been spacing out momentarily and I let out a dramatic, "NOOOOooOOoOo!!", almost dropping to my knees {this makes me doubt my lucidity}. I then see Mary get out of the sliding door of the van and when she walks its front to the side I'm on, she's suddenly my friend M from Dream 4. I'm beyond confused and disorientated...
I was at my aunts house for a bbq, but her front lawn was a lot like my old high school where we would wait for the buses. I saw a group of people that i knew, and i was walking over to say hi to them. I by accident brushed up against my old high school crush V. She yelled at me and i asked her what her problem was and she freaked out on me, insulting me. I was like wtf and walked away lol. Then my cousin came up to me and said his heater was not working properly and if i could take a look at it. So i went into the crawl space and looked at it. Afterwards i came out and went back outside. I found my dad standing by my jeep, he said he had moved it. I hopped in a drove away.
girls from my school offended me so much, that I decided to hit one of them in the face. But the power of my hand was so low, that I couldn't attack. I thought that it can't be so, stop fighting and decided to make RC. Count fingers - six And false awaking without awareness
I'm not sure how many days I've missed.. I think just one.. but x-x I couldn't recall any dreams that day anyway. Last night I had a lucid dream about mmorpg's because I've been playing one a lot lately. It was also about my mom and this one boy. And porn :/ I guess it started out from me watching porn, playing Aion, and skyping with this boy all at the same time.. and my mom came into my room and asked to use my computer. I freaked out and threw the computer in the air and made it turn into a giant green mayan-pyramid looking thing.. then there were a few more of those rising out of the ground and up like Lion King's SCARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR moment under the full moon with the hyenas.. Aha, and my mom was running after me because she figured out I was watching porn. We did that for what seemed like FOUR hours! And we were dressed like little mushroom things (I was craving mushrooms that night) We hopped and ran through jungles, space ships, Xbox Kinect adventures, and black holes. IT WAS SO COOL ^_________^ I guess I wasn't lucid in the beginning but the "4 hours" made me realize it was probably a dream because I was tired (like the wine dream). The first bit was probably because I was afraid my parents were going to talk to me about my masturbating habits. Because it's "haram" in the religion my family follows O.o and I was surprisingly too embarrassed to not give a shit if they knew.. I was worrieddd :c but then it turned out to be a hella load of fun. And that's how today turned out too. My parents were having fun and stuff today :] with the entire family. These dreams really do have an impact.
Updated 04-16-2012 at 04:44 AM by 53877
I had 2 Torpedo ales, a bottle of merlot, and 2 benadryl pills last night so I would be guaranteed some sleep. It worked. Alas, no recall. There was a dream fragment that was from the last few days where I couldn't find a chef coat in the right size.
Just a short one here, I meet with,"Melissa Harris Perry!!" She admired the great pictures I took of her!!!! Later, I'm at a gas station. The prices dropped dramatically to $0.99 per gallon regular!!!!!
Work boss throughs pay checks on our work-cafeterior tables. Mine was $15 with carbon paper and tax stamps included, (stapled together). Earlier I was studying the catolog of what the company sold and looking at the flash cards with several different, (short) spiels. An office woman was on the phone and the caller was asking about the products. I passed her the flash cards but she said that she prefers to talk with out memorising a spiel. As I looked at my first commission check of $15 I was suprised and happy. I couldn't quite remember what products I sold. I only remember reading about the products and how to sell them, and talking to a middle aged man. The middle age working-class man was saying how he was going to catch a bus to the series of "Man" Streets. The consecutive, parrellel, residential streets (full of working families) that all started, (or finished) with the prefix, (or sufix) word "man". I thought I would find a similar easy layout of residential streets and go door-to-door as well. Next our boss was tossing our first pay checks on our tables. This was a hobby-job for me because I already had 2 or three other comfortabe scources of income. I fell asleep saying: Dear Future-Me Give me a dream, make it happy, uplifting and wow! Make it about something wonderful happening three-sixty-five days from now. Sleep 2:45 AM. Wake 10 AM. (Monday 16-April-12)
Wow, prepare yourselves. First, I had a dream in which I posted my DEILD progress to Yuppie's DEILD Guide thread. Weird , but that's all for THAT dream. Now.... I was in a forest, with particularly green grass for such dead trees. I was talking to a man with black shaggy hair who was very thin about his pet wolf. I was staring up into the 'trees' but all I could see was a light moss green taking up all my vision. "Look for the shadows" they said to me, there was another person there, a younger girl. I can't remember details of her though. After a while I saw this humongous black shadow in the light moss green 'something' I was seeing. It made me REALLY scared. I fell to the ground and then the shadow's owner leaped out of the moss green to the ground in front of me. It was a very small wolf with black fur, possibly a baby. Something like this. He had a voice like Hagrid from Harry Potter of course. But he was long and thin unlike Hagrid. The smaller one. So anyway, I wonder if Yuppie's avatar was an influence in this. Next, LOTS of people were marching from the forest to the school hogwarts style. This was my high school. Everyone there was from school as well. I walked into my usual business studies room but there was a different teacher and four or five students who weren't in the class normally. I went to walk out but they persuaded me to stay in. "I'm just the new teacher." I eventually sat down at a desk. I was very confused The teacher was ms Vonsouvargn or however you spell that name. I think all of the other students were female. At first, everything they were saying to me didn't make sense. The desk had a blue top and black legs. There was an odd light orange/pink lighting in the room. Maybe peach? Blue carpet, white walls. The light was not harsh though, bright but not harsh. Another segment of the dream was being outside the science block. All the year 7 kids were talking about pokemon. It was a tradition in this 'dream school' to give year 7's the pokemon 'Mew' which is extremely rare if you know pokemon. So anyway, all the kids were excited about getting Mew and I was remembering how I got mew but it was on a gameboy not a DS. I was trying to tell year 7 kids how pokemon was better on the gameboy. The walls had painted art on the walls like at school. A blue floor with black speckles on it. I wasn't sure which of these events came first, the business studies or the science block incident. I don't recall travelling between the two but I believe the dream ended at the business studies part so I suppose the science part was before that. I'm not sure if this is as impressive as I think it might be but for me it's great Before I know it, two of these a night or three. Who knows?
It started with a FA from a dream I do not remember. At the start of the FA I remember being really mad thinking it was almost time to get up from my nap but I still did not remember my dreams nor did I have a lucid dream. I remember telling myself over and over as I was falling asleep in the FA that I wanted to have a lucid dream. When I fell asleep (in the dream) I remember stumbling through a gray fog type of thing still saying I wanted a lucid dream. It is a few minutes later when I find myself in the hallway that I do a RC. I do the nose pinch RC and can breath but I have started backing it up with another RC. For the backup check I look at the clock on the stove. It was all zeros then another number I do not remember. I get really excited as this is my first lucid in a long while. I remember my first step task to eat something. At first I do not want to try this task because last time I ate something I tried to eat my pillow in real life lol. But thinking it cannot be as bad as sucking on a drool spot again I reach into the pan on the stove with potatoes in it. I grabbed up a small one and bit down. To my surprise it tasted like a cooked potato although the taste was a bit muted. I then grabbed a carrot off the counter and ate that. It tasted like a cooked carrot that was cooked with a roast. It was very good. Having completed that task I deiced to go outside to explore. I get to the front door and remember the summoning task and deiced to see if I can summon someone to me. I really try to summon this person to be on the other side of the door but when I open it no one is there. I am not really surprised, but I am mad. I take a few stapes outside and deiced I will try to call this person on the phone and demand they show up. I walk back into the house grab the phone. As soon as I grab the phone I start to hear numbers being said in a kind of demonic raspy whisper. I know it is coming from the phone but I am not startled by this. I try to remember the numbers as they are said over and over again. As I am trying to remember the numbers the dream starts to fade and I wake. At first I could remember the first five numbers, but I could not write them down before forgetting them.
All I remember is doing something I wasnnt supposed to do.
I remember talking to a guy in a building with brown wooden planks as the floor and wall about him becoming king. Probably inspired by my late playing of "Mount and Blade: Warband" That's all I can remember though.
I think I had a layer zero lucid, very dark mood, very fragmented, I think I remember putting my hand through my palm, but I never really realized I was dreaming. So I was just walking around with this black haired girl and skateboarding, and there was a design inside the wheel that I've seen before. Then I saw a picture of Bart Simpson painted on a garagedoor?? DAFUQ?
I was at Tech with a friend at some kind of sporting event. Some stuff goes on and we end up running away and then for some reason I get shot. It didn't hurt at all and I knew this, but I decided to be lazy, stay on the ground, and act like I couldn't move. I saw my friend get taken by the ambulance, and they called one for me but it never came. So I'm just eating with friends at a table suddenly, but I can't remember much after that.
I was in an event with a bunch of people from The Biggest Loser. One of them was Jeremy from this season, and as he and I were walking up this hill, we were talking, and I was thinking he was kind of nice. We stopped halfway up the hill because there was a bathroom. Yes, a full bathroom, stalls and everything, right in the middle of this hill. Near the bathroom was a room with a table. When I came out of the bathroom and walked toward the room, I heard Jeremy say something about me. I don't remember exactly what he said, but it was something that had to do with having a crush on me. I thought it was cute, so I didn't give him any grief. And he has cute dimples, so it was okay by me.
I've been dreaming a lot lately, which may be why I stumbled back to DV. Here are a few of the ones I've recorded from the past month: 4/1/12 Dream 1 I was in a store and realized the shorts I thought I had on were actually men’s briefs. I walked through the whole store before I realized my gaffe, and made my husband go get me a pair of shorts while I hid between racks of clothes. Interestingly, no one seemed to care that I was pantless but me. Dream 2 I had a flashback experience where I saw the place Hagrid was born. It was beautiful—high up in the mountains, impossibly pale blue sky. Hobbit-like village, if hobbits were 12 feet tall and lived on mountains. Young Tom Riddle traveled back in time to kill a pre-Hogwarts Hagrid. His best buddy Gharj (second boss in Eternity Vault in SWTOR) came to his defense and rescued him. They were best friends forever from that point on. It was actually pretty touching. Dream 3 I was playing some kind of real-life game where you shoot guns at other people. They don’t die, of course, but somehow they are real guns. I’m not sure how that works, but it made sense to me then. I came into a match halfway through, and it was clear that the players here had been snipers. The room was all white, everyone was wearing white clothes and facepaint, and there were little sniper perches set up from these white pentagon-shaped boards that could be snapped together. One of my friends was in the match, and he was concentrating intensely on someone he was trying to snipe in the corner, so I snuck into the abandoned perch next to him. He didn’t see me, and he was covered in white paint, so all I could see was the outline of his eye protection. I was lining up my shot with my sniper rifle, which somehow had a heart-shaped barrel, when I woke up. 4/13/12 There was some kind of race. I'm not sure if it was post-apocalyptic, but it had a Hunger Games feel to it--we were being forced to participate and the whole event was completely unreasonable. We were paired up. I was paired with a male friend of mine, and my husband was paired with a blonde woman that looked strikingly similar to an ex-girlfriend, although I didn't recognize the woman as the ex-girlfriend in the dream. We had to travel down this long, dusty road that seemed endless. We were in a place that was completely flat and dry. There was grass, but it was all brown, and there were no trees. We weren't given any provisions except what we brought ourselves and could carry, so my friend and I were carrying a few bottles of water each, and that was all. I remember being very thirsty. People were dragging themselves along, trying as hard as they could to make it. There were officials at the edges in suits, I think some even had guns, to make sure we stuck to the course. After a few days of traveling like this, we reached the end of the road. There, at the end, was a deep trench of water, 50-100 feet deep straight down. We had to jump in, swim to the bottom, and then swim back to the top. Somehow, this wasn't too big of a deal. By the time I got back to the top, my lungs were burning, but it didn't feel life threatening. I made sure my partner made it out, and then we traveled back down the road. When we finished, everybody hugged and cried and laughed. The woman my husband was partnered with said something about him being a married man, and I yelled out, "and don't you forget it!" to him, laughing. Then, me and my partner were at a table somewhere, but somehow it was like we were suddenly teenagers, and he was wearing a gray hoodie and had his hand in the back pocket of my jeans. I ended up writing a poem about this one: Dusty feet running, walking, dragging down a dirt road with no end. It makes me think maybe the world is flat and drops off in a hole filled with water a hundred feet deep, but we are not surprised to find it. We push down to the bottom with lungs that shouldn't breathe but do and we claw upward through pounds of impossible pressure. We break the ceiling and grin and gasp and redefine life for the ones who have merely lived it.
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