I am driving up to what looks like some event outside of a school or something similar when I notice Makayla and Mom walking this way on the sidewalk. My window is down and it seems like a very pleasant day. Makayla is holding an imperial pint glass that looks like it is full of very light Guinness or nitro cold brew. I roll up to her and the first thing I say is “my goodness… my Guinness.” She says it’s actually some flavored iced coffee (hazelnut?). I try a sip and it’s really frothy and not all that bad. I think I already have an iced coffee as well. I realize that I’m in the middle of the road and start moving again. There is one intersecting road to the right where I am going to try to turn around, but I think someone has already gone around me. I am at work when I notice a sketchy person heading towards the men’s shoes. I think he already has some merchandise and a small, empty looking, black plastic bag. When we see him turn the corner again, the merchandise is gone and the bag looks full. We agree that this makes him good to stop, so I try to get downstairs before he does. I do this pretty easily and get by the door that it looks like he is going for. I try to look inconspicuous, and when I look back I see that Bobby is right by him, talking to him, still in the store. I wonder what he could possibly be doing, until I see him start walking him back. This really irritates me. Back in the office, the guy is hesitant but compliant. He seems homeless. He says his name is Kenneth Cox and that he is 46? I get all the paperwork done before calling PD. I ask his birth date, realizing I’ll need it, and he says something like ‘5 o’clock’. He keeps giving me bullshit answers, and I can’t tell if it’s on purpose or if he’s just not all there. I realize he doesn’t have an ID, so PD’s going to have to come anyway. I think of how they may need video and how Bobby stopped him while he was still in the building, which irritates me more.
jamie dreams First one she is sitting by a swamp on a giant leaf. she seems really down or depressed. Second one is a flash of her meeting me at an airport. speaking of which already got my first trip for youtube booked.https://hauntedhillhouse.com/booking-calendar the rob tv. Floating Almost lucid. In this one i'm at some elaborate mall or something with my brother. i'm walking down long hallway I think my boots have anti grav. I start flying up and past the people staring at me in the hallway. I get to an open area and forget what happens after. i hope i have better jamie dreams this week.
I am somewhere outside, by a fairly wide and deep seeming river and what looks like an old, overgrown stone bridge. I think I am somehow above the water and under the bridge, moving forward. Now, I am either under the water or envisioning the sensation of myself under the water. It feels very real, and I seem to be on my back and drowning. I submit to it (I think it’s supposed to be like I’m laying on my back in bed and feeling the sensation of falling asleep). I am downtown (it looks slightly different - I am on more of a grassy hillside with walking paths) and it is very crowded. The paths are all filled and everyone is walking very slowly. I get irritated and go around them, walking on the grass uphill.
Morning of 23rd of Feb. Dream Fragment: Not sure where to start. I was in a church, but I remember a feel of RTS game to things and I was preparing an assault on the priest or something. Details are missing. Then I was ready and water appeared and partially flooded the church? Previously, me and someone else had replaced the trousers the priest was going to wear. Then the water was more like bed covers or something. Eventually this bit is over and I'm outside walking around. I walk on cobbled streets, meant for pedestrian use only. I reach some place like a parking lot. Mom is there for whatever reason. She starts telling me off about the trousers thing with the priest. She tells me all about how he can't get out of bed easily now and how depressed and sad he is... He has to call for a bucket of boiling water to be poured on his legs to get up each morning? I remember that scene vaguely, visually. Apparently he can't feel them anymore either. I think it's all a bit ridiculous, just because he was without his trousers for a while in a cold church... Mom and I get into an argument of sorts. She won't see reason and how there's something weird about priests story. I ask rhetorically "how miserable can he be, with his fancy BMW" but she gives me the old "money isn't happiness" crap. I comment "good riddance" if the priest doesn't return to the church, because he had a monotone voice that made his sermons completely boring, regardless of how interesting they actually were. Eventually we can't agree on anything and mom gets into this old and grey VW van? I walk away and put my hood up. At this point I'm keenly aware of what I'm wearing. My working trousers, my old cream hoodie and my black boots. I feel moody after the argument and walk back from where I cam from on the wide cobbled paths. Some teens are about, up to no good I feel. I feel moody and I am aware of my face doing that thing where I look so grumpy that I just end up looking nasty and violent to anyone who sees me. I message H on my phone, which feels bigger than it actually should be. My message is about mom and how it felt like she was being unreasonable. While messaging I am distracted and I take the wrong turn. I see a barrier of some kind along the path and a kid's park beyond it. I feel annoyed. In the dream I knew this wasn't the way and turn back around and cross some bridge. The surroundings are odd along these paths. It's like an old town area but there are no buildings properly speaking? Just some walls, not even building walls. A transition? I am back at the church. I realise it's more like a chapel really. There's a service and the priest is nowhere to be seen. There's a small black man. It almost looks like he suffers from some form of dwarfism. People in the church aren't paying full attention because they are reading something on the pews about the priest's current/latest condition. The small man invites me to stay, and I nod or something. I try to find somewhere I feel comfortable about sitting. When I do sit, he starts singing. He has a beautiful and sort of deep voice, much more than I'd expect for how small he is. I think to myself how I'd much prefer to see him all the time at the services, over that priest. Then everything finishes, and we're outside. I find the priest at some stairs going into an underground area, where I was going to leave through. The priest is wearing what looks to be an overly warm coat, even for a cold day and he seems to be pretty much fine in terms of his health. For whatever reason, an old school friend of mine is in the tunnel too, but I see him as if I'd see him every day. But he's carrying some stuff, including a toolbox like H has. I give him a hand and bring the toolbox. We quicken our pace and move away from the group of people behind us. I want to tell him something about what's been going on, but I forget what it was. Some transition again. I'm at the priest's house for some reason. He and his wife are there. They're not aware of my presence? They talk about how their plan worked and how they could now swap hairstyles or something. It didn't make much sense at all even in the dream, but I felt it proved I was right about something weird going on with the priest. No notes for now.
I woke up at about 5 am. Up until then i've dreamt the following: - i was in Fran's house. He was sitting on a couch and i was standing nearby. His small dog was playful and biting my wrists and arms. At a point it turned annoying. When the dog stopped Fran started to be annoying in a similar way (i don't remember how though). He was scheduled a flight soon. I thought what was he doing here then... maybe it was a private flight or something. Anyways i get up and go to the dining room. My father was there. He wanted me to bring him a pill. He wanted to take a 5 or 7 or 8 pill. These are personalities from the Enneagram and apparently pills for each personality came out and were quite popular. Everyone had them. So i went back to the couch room. The pills should have been at the fireplace. However there were no pills... apparently all were taken and nobody restocked. I looked at some Spanish coins that were there. I take one and carefully examine it, and then i put it back in place. Then i take a mini pen drive so i can print some pills. When i get up i see Fran, his oldest brother and his mom standing there. They seemed to be upset at me or something, like they wanted to confront me angrily. I didnt pay too much attention to them and i think i just left. Then i go back to sleep. I dreamt i was in a car with some people, friends. We were driving across towns, no big cities. I sense strong winds when we are leaving this small town. I thought we don't have hurricanes here... but this looks like a hurricane. (Kinda noticed this time that it was a dream sign, although i didn't fully associated it with dreams thereby didnt become lucid). We go on nevertheless. We go to the beach that was just nearby. We drive through the sand and the car turns in a way i'm able to see the sea. I see this huge wave coming at us, and i notice this is a tsunami. I start running towards the town shouting tsunami! I was running quite fast. I wish i had a bike, but i thought that i'd survive this because it would take like 3 minutes for the tsunami to arrive and by then i'd have run quite a lot at that speed, or so i thought. Anyways the dream kinda ended there. Unfortunately there were no tall buildings so i just had to keep running and running. Then i dreamt that i was in a hostel. It was a nice wide place. I've dreamt with this place before. This time i owned half of the property, the prettier part. Then i dreamt about having a knights fight in the rugby field of my school. I had a horse and the opponent just had bronze armour. Anyways when i came close i didnt want to hit him. His armour looked like made of paperboard. So i just passed him by. I think he ran away afterwards. Then i went around the field, and captured the enemy's base. In the end the enemy was a friend, and we were playing a game. Although we took the game quite seriously. There was also a friend that was an eagle, and he scouted and sometimes attacked us.
I was in a car, in the backseat with 4 other people. We were driving in the city. We go through a street that had to take like an elbow. But on the corner of the block across the street there was a hotel with a balcony, and some people were waiting for us with a bazooka. Aparently we were into something militar-political, maybe there was a civil war or something. Anyways we blow up. However... im back in the car, one block before the elbow. Apparently i just had a "Deja Vu" in a dream. I knew we were going to 100 meters ahead. All i thought was that i knew what was going to happen, and that i needed to be ready. I didnt even consider warning the driver or anything.. i just took it for granted what was going to happen and that i was going to die. So we go through that elbow, and the people were there waiting for us with a bazooka. Naturally i thought about death, and that i was going to die, and that it was real, and naturally i wanted to panic, but strangely enough i chilled out. I thought this death was going to be different and after i thought that it had to be different. I knew in advance that i was going to die so i guess it didn't take long for my mind to come up with plan of what was going to happen next. So they blow our car from behind, even though we've seen them in the balcony as we were passing by (but i guess there was no way to outrun the bazooka). As i was about to die i thought something like "Okay now i'm going die, what's next?... Wait... I've got to remember to pay attention to my mind right after dying" i almost forgot, getting caught in my thoughts, but i did. And i thought... "thinking is no different... (that's weird)". I knew i had to be reborn ASAP. Actually i didnt know why, but i just knew i had to... Maybe because otherwise i would get caught up in my own thoughts and then it would be too hard to come to the world again, like i would have to start from scratch learning things again, and all for what? for thinking? So... i was going to go for thinking, reflecting for a while about what should i do, but then after reflecting like that i thought that yeah i had to be reborn. There was a guy that made bodies and i was sure that the best body would be saved up for me (kinda like Altered Carbon). I spent 3-6 seconds thinking while i was death, and by then a few people have already been reborn, taking new bodies. But i knew that i was rich, in whatever this life-death currency the world operated, so i could afford some time dead since nobody was going to buy that body any time soon anyways. But when i decide to be reborn i just do. I get born in this new body. I feel so... agile. I start sneaking around and then i found a guy in a room next door (even though it was an unfinished building with no doors or windows, everything was open. And we were in like the 30th floor or something) and i just slice this guy with my katana. I slice him so good that he stays in place... I don't know why i even did that. But i felt like a ninja and just decided to do it (i thought he was coming for me, although i didn't know for sure :/). [I need to stop killing people in my dreams ]
Took 300mg of Valerian root and took a nap. I dreamt that i was on Carrefour supermarket. I was at the entrance, outside. The entrance seemed large. I was opening my eyes. I wasn't seeing very well.. like everything was brighter. I thought that i should be glad to be seeing because i was going to go blind soon. I look nearby and i see Carlos (a guy whom i had troubles with in a hostel last year) dressed as policeman, sharing anecdotes. I thought it's been a while since i saw him, and i thought as policeman he must have a lot of anecdotes, no doubt he's 'always' coming up with some. He was talking to a woman that probably worked there. I realized i held no grudges with him and thought that he seems to be back in his feet and i'm glad, but i had no interest at all in hearing his stories, that's not what i wanted to do with my time so i just moved away.
I'm driving with my dad, taking him to some appointment downtown. He seems really out of it, and the whole interaction with the doctor takes a lot longer than normal because he's giving them weird answers to their questions about his medical histor. We eventually leave and head back to the car, when I look at my watch and realize it's 1pm. I remember that I had an errand I had to run before the place closed at noon (I actually did have that in real life), and I start getting incredibly frustrated with myself, since this is the second appointment I've missed this week. I start to beat myself up about it, but then I start to think back, and I can't remember when I woke up. Holy crap, I must be dreaming! I do a quick nose pinch and find that I really am dreaming. This is my first lucid in months, so I start to wonder what I should do. Behind me is a busy highway, so I decide to take a page out of GTA and try stealing a car. I know that I'm invincible, so I decide to run out into the middle of the interstate towards the first car I see, jump towards it, and grab onto the side. I look in the window to see a whole family of 4 inside, all screaming in terror at me. Thinking that it'd probably be difficult (and unsafe) to throw all four of them out of the car, I decide to let go and try again with the next car, a large brown van. I hang onto the drivers' side and look through the window. This time, I see a 90-year-old lady driving, completely oblivious to the fact that I was right outside her window. I tap on the glass, but she still doesn't look away from the road. I inch my way further into her field of view, and eventually she notices me. "Oh goodness, dear, you startled me. You know my little old heart can't take it." She had a friendly smile on her face as she said it. I decide she's too nice to throw out on the road, so I apologize, wave goodbye, and let go of her car. The next car I see go by is a convertible, with two men holding guns out the windows - apparently having just come from robbing a bank. Ah, that seems like a morally-justifiable car to steal. I somehow run to catch up with the car, leap towards it, and grab onto the trunk. I start climbing my way towards the front, but as I get on top, the convertible top starts to pull apart. Meanwhile, the driver has noticed I'm on top of the car and has started swerving in an attempt to knock me off. Eventually, this swerving causes the convertible top to completely rip out of the car, sending me tumbling across the pavement. I look up just in time to see the car pulling off the road into a Publix parking lot. They both hop out of the car and into the store, and I quickly give chase after them. The inside of the store is a labyrinth - aisles are arranged in no particular layout, criss-crossing in a ton of different directions. The store's also very busy, with a ton of people around. And to make matters worse, the store is filled with Valentine's Day balloons, which block visibility around most corners. I chase the robbers on foot as best as I can, but I eventually lose sight of them. I pause in front of the deli to try to figure out which direction they went in, when a man taps me on the shoulder. "Hey man, I need a favor. I ordered a sub that should be done soon, but I really, really need to take a poo. Can you hold my place in line?" "Uh... I'm kinda busy." "PLEASE, I'm dying here!" I spot the robbers through the glass of one of the "Employees Only" doors. "I really can't help you man, sorry!" I shout, taking off for the door. I make it through the door and spot the two of them behind a second door, apparently counting up the money from their haul. I walk through the door to confront them, and immediately both of them point their guns at me. "Put your hands up! Now!" I observe the guns in my face - both revolvers. I reassure myself that I'm still dreaming. "Okay. But what if I don't?" Both of them look at each other, perplexed. The first one cocks his gun. "Okay wise guy, then what if I pull this trigger?" "Mmmm, I don't think that's a good idea." BANG! He pulls the trigger, only for his gun to backfire a ton of ash and smoke in his face. "Yeah, that's the problem with those things - you gotta make sure your bullets are facing the right way in the chamber. Otherwise it makes a big mess." The second guy fires his gun, with an identical result. I take a moment to tease them some more. "C'mon guys, is this your first first-degree murder?" The first guy, having regained his composure, checks his chamber to make sure his bullet is correct, and pulls the trigger again. The scene cuts to a side view in super slow motion. The bullet exits the chamber, flies towards me, and bounces off my forehead. With my super speed, I grab the bullet out of the air. I then pull the spent magazine out of the gun, which still has some gunpowder in it. I pour it into my hand, and then fling it into the man's face. For good measure, I also grab a hair net from the deli counter nearby and pull it over his face - and then just slap him a few times just to really rub it in. The scene goes back to normal, with the guy again covered in ash (and this time, the hair net). Both of them seem to realize what's happening now. "So, are you fellas done now, or do I have to kick your butts a little more to let the lesson really sink in?" They both look at each other, and then slowly place their guns on the ground. "That's what I thought." The scene fast forwards, and I'm now standing over both men, who are sitting on the curb in handcuffs. I apparently work for the FBI, as I have just phoned in to tell them that I've caught the suspects. I'm now looking through my phone at some database info on the two guys. "We're probably going to jail for a few days, right?" I scroll down in my phone to the section on the charges they'll be getting for the robbery, which include 3 counts of first-degree murder for the three Toads (from Super Mario) that were apparently working at the bank. "Oh, don't worry, bud. You'll be going to jail for a lot of days."
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Dreams Class trip meditate I found myself in a sort of glassy building that we came for a class field trip. I'm not sure what the building was but it was pretty bright with all the lights coming through the glass. I just decided to meditate there while other students hanged out on the first floor of the building. I do recall the building was related to something with school. -I think the building looked like an art building I visited on a field trip a loong time ago ... Book Joe I recall the beginning of the dream started somewhere inside the dungeon like school classroom with barely any sunlight. What was the class about? I think it was science related or biology. Or at least it was near that classroom I think. Eventually I headed to the cafeteria and found Joe the author and business man here. I told him I was a fan and he lead me to the back. I remember trying to write a book now. I found Dan Reed? I'm not sure what his name was but he was asking me questions; they were topics related on how to engage the readers perhaps. The last question he asked was how would you deal with something if you couldn't resolve it? This frustrated got me stuck. I woke. The answer came to me right after I awoke though -I recall seeing a picture of Joe earlier in the day and recalled a memory of someone talking about Dan. I think this thought was the source of this dream. ... FA DJ False awakening that I DJ'ed .... Huge ... Math revive + 2 classmate pee water Trying to recall it. I was in math class and revived someone? There were 2 classmates of mine that we hanged out and headed out the classroom. I think I had to pee so that might have influenced the dream. I went to a basin to wash my hands but the water there was yellow and pee like. Eventually we went to some underground workshop or something like looked like a mine. They were part of a secret group or something and my friend Steven was the one who lead me to them. He wanted me to help the group to build them to a even higher state than they are at now. They were bunch of buff rowdy men that made up of the group. So they'd told me their predicament was they were under the scrutity or getting attacked by frieza from the DBZ universe. I headed deeper into the underground base and we began to plan for a way to reutralize the immenent threat. I forgot some parts of it. I remember seeing boxes and canisters of something, not really sure what they contained. But eventually our villan comes and I talked to him. It went along with him somewhere... Im recalling what happend but I helped him out with a trouble he was having and our group was safe though. -So the pee was likely because I had an urge to pee, and the dbz related topic might have been from someone talking about it somewhere. ... 100 floors music file I was in a bedroom in an apartment. My dad was mad about something. It was a nice buildling though. I decided to leave the room and headed for the elevator. I'm not really sure if it could be considered an elevator there but the elevator room was like a large dome the the width of about 10-20 cars. It kept descending one floor at a time, each time there were different DBZ characters that I had to fight. I was frieza at the time and I think it was influenced by the previous dream. Once I got to the first floor, I had some realization. I just immediately became lucid and headed outside. I saw the beautiful bright sunlight that illuminated the city but I awoke. I went back to sleep after a bit and I found myself inside the building again but I was using a desktop computer with a large monitor. I found myself using a illustrator or Photoshop like program and I was lucid. I paid closer attention to what else was there and I found some random files on the desktop. There was a file that said voice so I assume it was some audio file so I opened it. I heard a synthesized version of my voice that had a higher pitched and I heard the song. It was like a dance music sorta song and I listened to it for a little longer than a minute then I woke up. - the first instance of lucidity in this dream was induced by a feeling that I was practicing on lately. I felt that feeling and that just made me lucid.
Tired, not sure if the tiredness caused fighting dreams or fighting dreams caused the tiredness. I think the fighting could be from the fiction. Dreams Japan class girl I was inside a classroom in Japan again. We were elementary kids and I was doing something with one of the girls there. Oh I remember, it was sort of like a raffle or lotto that was giving out prizes. May have waken or not slightly I became lucid and saw the teacher at the time. I remembered that she treated me unfairly because of my race... So I went off on her fully conscious that I was dreaming and that this was pointless but I just watched myself go off just observing. ... Downtown fights I found myself in a small park that looked like a big city. I was talking to people there and might have been having a meal. I leave the park and find the big boss of the area. Who was a bulky looking man who used to be the boss of the area. He wanted me to come follow him... He had something to show me. I followed the man and we found men with knives that attacked us but we kept going. Apparently the old man knew of my parents in this dream story and was guiding me while hiding all this time. We head inside a building and find a group of young people. One of the girl took out her rapier or a fencing sword and fought me. Her attacks jabbed fast but I parried it good. I fought her with the spear or knives and got her good and she was bleeding from the side. The young man beside her who was watching over her took her away. .... FA DJ Had a FA that I djed. I noticed that the dj was tiny and that wasn't right. laid on bed a bit and decided to wake fully to dj. ... Bridge mayor fight I was on a bridge. There was the mayor of the city there for the opening of the new bridge. I teleported away. Recalling why... But I was a mage or there was a baddy there. I teleported and found myself facing a evil monk. His head was shaved and he began to attack me. Our staves clashed and I knocked his staff away. I let go of my spear after my victory but he took out a knife and charged at me. I grabbed his hand and neutralized the attack. But he surprised me. He kept pushing and kissed me. It wasn't really a kiss but just to stop me from breathing and it was working. I began to grasp for air, still trying... But I awoke from the lack of air. I remembered that he was attacking to destroy this bridge. ... Rooftop monsters Inside an inn or hotel room. I recall that I was part of a group infliterating this place? We were ambushed and I jumped out the window. It said Bless, I'm forget if I blessed someone or used some sort of priestly magic against the monster. On the terrace rooftop I ran and monsters were looking for me. I ran away jumped into a chimney like a Santa. It was pretty hot in here. Inside there was a small room and sort of vertical opening that was like an elevator path without an elevator. There were meat being cooked nearby from the heart of the furnace that was below this opening on the floor. I thought about how I could infliterate though this hole but it was too hot. An orc or goblin like creature showed up. It the cook here to check on the meat. It attacked me. I barely made it. ... Ethran kohenk Not sure what it means but something said that word while I was drifting in between the last couple of dreams. Doing my best to recall those.
Updated 02-22-2020 at 12:34 AM by 96162
Dreams today Ghosthound I dreamt about the ghost hound, and about a spear. It's a web novel series that I started reading recently. ... Girl +girlfriends I am still recalling the dream. But I had an exact same dream note from yesterday so it could be the same thing. I wanted to recall the dream from yesterday and I guess thinking about it made me dream it. ... Shoes? ... Mom reno house My mom was working on renovating a house for someone. I was inside a nicely decorated house with a modern feel. I explored around the house before leaving. I forgot to turn off the lights and heard the person's positive review on the job done as I was still in the house. I was worried about forgetting to turn off other lights abs tried my best to turn them all off. ... Touching knee I was on bed and my thoughts reached out and touched or vibrated the edge of my knee. It was close to the onset of wild but needed one more push to wild. ... Level 30 Related to first dream, i was level 30 or so. ... Class girl math I was inside a classroom trying to learn advanced algebra or so. I was honestly frustrated and thought about giving up and dropping the class. One of the girl there who had the cloth on her head, is it called burka? She calmed me down and stuff as I pushed our desks together to her group. -had a memory about this girl earlier in the day, resulting in this dream likely. ... Alligator race It was like a hotel room but a bit different. A resting spot for pro gamers in China apparently. There was a well known guy there and he wanted to play the slots beside the computer to the left. He put about 99 tokens in but it didn't work properly. The ppl there said they'll reimburse him later. I watched him load up the game client and he put about 4.75$ on his account. I was curious about how the interface worked here in China compared to here since it seemed to work much better. He explained something. I take a look to the right and there was a TV on the wall. There was a live event going on and alligators were released on celebs. They were running away from the gators. It was an overhead view of somewhere outdoors, and there were partitions that separated the race tracks from outside. Perhaps not really a race but a survival thing,it merely looked like a race track. The camera switches to look at another part of the event. It was a narrow hallways indoors and a girl who was a celeb was there. There was a gator approaching from far to the left and I was a bit worried about her as she appeared to be sort of stuck. My consciousness was transferred to her body then and I realized that I had to act fast. I found a tiny storage closet right in front and barely enough to fit me. I closed the door behind me and felt the gators tackling against the solid wood door as I pressed back against it. Worried if the door would even last. I remembered that I could do the impossible and decided to summon a chocolate gun - it would turn whatever I shot into chocolate. So I got out and shot the mouth of the gator to the right and its mouth turned chocolate. -I remembered a memory about a lady who was feeding gators in a farm earlier in the day and I think this was the source of the dream.
Only some small fragments. Didn't make notes on getting up and the DJ wasn't the first priority after getting up. Dream Fragment: I was helping or teaching a small boy. He was from a village called Fargoth? It was South-East from wherever I was, somewhere in the North of England. I remember seeing it on a map, a mix of an online map and a city-building game map. I remember we looked at maps together too, he talked about Spain for some reason and I remember zooming in on the deserts and seeing farmland. Dream Fragment: I was helping a North American general, he wanted to take me and a group to battle somewhere specific. In the dream I had already been in battle at that place before. The general must have been in his fifties but had white hair for the most part. I remember he had a typical US soldier's helmet from decades past, not a modern one. We went to the place and we were under fire from pretty much all directions. I remember it was dark and atmospheric, the sky was a certain mix of red and black and smoke. The general wanted to go after a certain Zen-Chi and so I lead him up a hill where I knew he was firing from or something. This entire location had small houses and maybe was a small fort or old castle? I remember a little market thing, in ruins. At the top of this climb, mostly stone steps, there was a wooden shed. There were loads of woodworking tools on the outside, and other sharp implements that had nothing to do with woodworking. The general wanted to go head in, I stopped him physically. I told him he couldn't, that was exactly how I'd lost a friend to Zen-Chi myself and so I decided we'd taunt him a little first. We shouted at him from outside to try and unsettle him; then we opened the creaky wooden door. It was brighter inside, there were some tungsten bulbs lighting the place. There were physical separations or curtains all over the inside, but before I went in, from the tool rack, I grabbed a long and heavy metal rod that had a perfect point at one end. It was like a cast aluminium javelin, it was odd. Despite it's length I managed to manoeuvre inside with it. I motioned for the general to stay back and I crouched, seeing under the separators inside the shed. I could see Zen-Chi's feet. I approached slowly and heard him taunt back at us now, I can't remember what he said. Then, when I was close enough, I struck his foot with the sharp point of the javelin, quickly pulling it back and then I think I got up and opened the barrier, which was a curtain after all, and struck Zen-Chi in the head with the sharp point, then his chest. In that moment it was somewhat unsettling to strike him on the head, which made me feel as though I'd hesitated, but I wanted to be sure he'd die, hence the second strike on the chest. Notes: - The hesitation and unsettling feeling of striking someone in the head so brutally like I did against this dream character reflects well how I feel about certain situations in fighting. I feel it's somewhat foul to destroy someone's face and head, not to mention it paints a very gruesome picture in my imagination. - The plot of that dream was pretty generic, as I have no special reason to have been on either side of the dream's conflict. - In waking life, H pointed out that Zen-Chi seems like a pretty generic name, which may even not be a name at all, since it's just two oriental words relating to the spiritual and meditative worlds. - When Zen-Chi was dying, he had an expression of surprise on his face. I'm remembering now that one of the taunts that me or the general shouted at him was that we'd take all his woodworking tools once we were done with him. - The dream where I was helping the boy was much longer, but because I didn't make any notes and had it very early on in the morning, very few details were retained through sleeping again and having the second dream. - The red, black and smoke of the second dream reminded me of Stratholme in World of Warcraft. It sort of seemed to imply that the atmosphere itself was practically on fire, but during that dream I remember seeing tracer bullets and shells flying above us, very similar to a tank game I've played recently.
Updated 02-20-2020 at 04:32 PM by 95293
So I was cautiously avoiding a flood when a mysterious girl confronted me saying I must have cheated. But that’s obviously not the case. Regardless she still claims she has all the answers. I ask and She basically responds, trivially p doesn’t equal np, Abby was a free spirit who had a different route from me, Fhanz is fueled by revenge and Virsieras is my perfect model. The first could be an answer to real life. The second is obvious. For the third, it could be said that I’d given up on revenge for Abby and he resolves the conflict between my rational and emotional sides by connecting together and “avenge” instead by having better relations especially with family. And finally Virsieras could be modeled after my friend Liz who has only appeared in one dream herself. This means I should be more ambitious.
Updated 02-20-2020 at 05:06 AM by 92249
Just one continuous long dream, that I can remember. Dream: In the earliest part I remember, I was wandering around some city streets. It was dark, but there were street lights, orange/yellow hues. For whatever reason I was about two to three times the normal size and as I turned around a corner I ran into an equally sized character at some sort of dead end. There was a "temporary" concrete wall blocking a street. Not sure what the character looked like exactly, but was female and some kind of taur. Part woman, part something else, maybe scorpion or sphynx. I used some kind of metal club, like a baseball bat maybe, and attacked her. As we were fighting, I knocked her away with the bat and she got hurled down an adjacent street. Then something with the dream changes and she's gone. I'm normal sized and in the street where she was hurled into was a car, damaged I think. I got some sort of passing thought about how I was dreaming before, when I was bigger and fighting, but this obvious irony was somehow lost on me during this moment. I approached the car and inside I see a man. The car's inner lights make him quite clear but I don't remember what he looked like exactly. Chiseled, but skinny? He is doing some kind of drug or smoking something. Police and paramedics arrive all of a sudden, but nobody tells me to clear out or move away. The guy is then dead. I could see him lying back in a weird position, sort of slumped down but contorted between the two front seats of his car. One of the paramedics uses a syringe of some sort, squirting some liquid into the dead guy's nose. It fizzes and bubbles. They conclude from this reaction that he'd used some sort of toxin to kill himself. Nearby, from about six or so yards away, a man is taking some photos with a camera. I remember the camera had a band that went around his neck. In that moment I think that he's taking some photos for the local news and he catches me on some of the shots, hoping he'll blur my face. I think of speaking to him but end up walking away, not actually too bothered about it. Then at some point, I realised I didn't have my phone anymore. I couldn't feel it on me and I believe I must have left it in the car from before. I realised the police will have the car by now and so I go to a street where the police station is located. It's a plain concrete building with several small alcove-like bits. Each of them is effectively an entrance, with a ladder and some sort of shutter? Or garage door. I ring a doorbell thing or buzzer, but an image immediately lights up on a large screen next to the ladder and the buzzer. It looks like a poster but it says on it something like: "We're sorry, we're closed. The police needs rest too." This doesn't bother me, I accept that it makes sense, with only a slight feeling of being annoyed by not having made any progress in finding the phone. I somehow realise that it's 2AM or past that and that they won't be opening for another few hours, at least. I go back to the crime scene with the car hoping to find it there, maybe I'd just left it on the ground. Indeed, when I get there, I do find the phone on the floor. I remember walking around the streets for quite a while, I'm not sure how it all fits in terms of timeline but details are too vague now. Then there's some kind of transition? The dream shifts somehow anyway. I'm then in a town or city. Rome, I hear someone or myself saying. It's day time now and I'm walking around sort of in circles on these streets, around a central square area. There are people singing and greeting tourists and foreigners. I join up with some group of tourists? We walk up to this little altar thing in the middle of the square. The buildings I can remember around us are short, some might even be ruins. We are at a high point, there are no hills or taller buildings in sight. This altar thing is considered to be a mosque? But it looks more like a right-angled dried up fountain of some sort. I sit there with the group of tourists. I relax for a moment and look around. Then randomly, these two black teens walk up to me and throw or spray some green paint at me. I get up and show some sort of indignation at what they did but then end up just ignoring them since I knew they just wanted to provoke. They leave with cheeky smiles on their faces, I feel some sense of amusement myself? Then a man in the group, an older black guy, engages in conversation with me about what just happened. We agree on how people do these provocative things and we talk about something else; meanwhile the dream starts to change around us and sort of becomes like a fancy bar or lodge hall. It's not day time anymore, I remember lights being on in this building. At this point my memory of the rest of the dream is very vague since I couldn't manage to make notes of it. I remember being in my parents old room and then something about mom being in bed and giving me and this older guy advice? Some sort of construction modules. I remember words labeled on them. "Industrial (?)", "Research (?)" and other similar things. No notes for now.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 17/2/2020 Went to bed at 3AM. got out of bed at 11:30AM ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dream 1: I was outside right in front of mr playfairs house and it was summertime. His home home had a whole new exterior. I looked in the front window to see mrs playfair and another old fellow I didnt recognize. I looked around a bit and saw mr playfair outside near his garage. I told him it was a nice new extension and he told me it was a theater, he could show me too. I obliged and we went inside. It didnt look very new and modern from inside. We went downstairs and he brought me to a room which looked like someones room, not a theater. There was this little man, literally. He was like a few feet tall. He was watching TV as I entered but he had a blanket over his face, I thought he was embarrassed. He got up, turned around and looked at the floor. He didnt look at me, I awkwardly tried to wave to him to say hi because I was going into his room after all. It was a bit messy with clothes strewn about on the floor.
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