I was going to a Fair with some family and friends. When we got there I noticed there was a lake. I also realized that I had two of my kayaks with me. But we had forgotten life jackets. Daniel volunteered to go back home and pick them up along with the two other kayaks. In the meantime I took my kayak out on the lake to see what it was like. To my surprise it was full of huge black humpback whales. They were jumping and really stirring up the water. So as excited as I was to see them I was also al bit terrified that I would have a whale land on me.
Ah, I need to start updating my Dream Journal more!! I have a good few entries to add, but first, here's a bunch of fragments I've built up over the good amount of time since my last entry! Hopefully this'll help me find some patterns.... (I'm just typing them up as I wrote down the notes, so since I never actually remembered any more than I typed they may not always make a whole lot of sense.) "flying (plane) overdose? Tums dying" "remakes of Pokémon Blue and Yellow, seemed badass at the time (wish I remembered their names!), other fake Pokémon games involved" "Lost, electrode on Sawyer, Jack kids need to ask something, crossing legs" "Driving back to P's (Dad's) [Dream Journal note: P is not my dad.] house in a desert area, miss the turn and almost hit someone, gotta drive all the way out to the middle of nowhere to turn around, get there get the little kids out and start running away from the house for some reason, then hang up" <-- Honestly, I think I might have written this one down while half asleep. It's pretty detailed, yet I don't remember this AT ALL. Not even writing it. Even the fragments I actually do remember bits of. I just thought it'd be nice to add this here for the sake of seeing how my unconscious mind works. I think the "then hang up" supports this theory a lot, since I often end my more detailed notes with "then wake up", and I could see my dream mind using "hang up" for the same meaning. "M and I are in the bathroom naked, but we're both just looking at ourselves (and not the other) in the mirror. I'm shaving. ???" "Spending time with Sawyer/Jack, watching Liz [DJ note: 30 Rock] on some kind of cartless rollercoaster?" "walking home from [middle school] bacon ecstasy Hurley feels so much apartment leave Charlie save the world one dream toilet paper Sun explorer his mom Sawyer telekinesis flying haywire etc." "long homework packet with O somehow transitions into getting work done by a muscly guy in the bathtub... >_<" "fixing things for people at a Halloween party at my house, focus mainly on the fence gate at the end, NS [girl I went to school with]" "7-Eleven-type store O I work here notepad headphones girls talk about [a club I've been to] one dies later (know the future)" "tripping balls, trying to blue it's in dark never works S school don't talk to boyfriend house mom?" Well, there you have it. One thing is for sure... I dream about TV a lot, especially Lost.
- Setting: great Grandmother’s house, night time Experience: my girlfriend and I are in the living room watching TV. Chatting. Laughing. I guess somehow we get a little “hot” and begin making out. I pick her up and sit her on the dresser by the door. As we’re making out, we hear my sister and her boyfriend getting it on upstairs. We can hear the bed creaking. My girlfriend and I laugh. I can also hear my great grandmother complaining to her friend in the back room saying, “Those damn kids are at it again!” her friend simply laughs. The creaking noises from upstairs suddenly come to a halt. I assumed they were done. My girlfriend and I continue making out. Our joy ends abruptly when all of a sudden my great grandmother’s friend screams, “burglar!!” knowing what would happen next, I race to the dining room area that leads to the kitchen and my great grandmother’s room.[my girlfriend, sister, her boyfriend, and great grandmother’s friend seemed to have faded from existence by this point.] as I arrive to the dining room, I hear an unfamiliar, sinister laugh, “ha…ha..ha..ha” and at that moment, a shadowy figure dashes forward and stabs my great grandmother in the heart and stomach as she entered the kitchen to see what was going on. Terror sets into my heart and my entire body began to shiver. I knew she was already done for, and now my life has become the top priority. I race toward the front door, the shadowy figure hot on my tail, I reach the door, that was open already, and as I begin to turn the knob, the burglar jumps on my back, as a reflex, I snap my upper body forward with as much forces as possible. This sends the burglar flying through the screen door and falling down the outside door steps and crashing into the ground at the bottom step. As the burglar lies in front of me, trying to catch his balance, I see that he is a white male, my height, my body size, however, his face is blurry, like someone put a censor on it. Without taking too much thought about it, a memory of my great grandmother’s death flashes in my mind and the flames of hatred instantly ignite in my heart. From the top step I lunge into the air and crash my landing right into the man’s ribcage. I start pounding his face with relentless punches and soon he is knocked unconscious. I continue to destroy his blurred face when suddenly a woman’s voice halts me. “Your death…is near...” the voice says, and I snap my attention behind me and see a young woman standing at the top of the stairs of the house. Her face is blurry as well, and like the man she is wearing all black, except for she is wearing a black dress that has a front that is slit perfectly so the stomach is showing all the way up to the bottom part of her breasts. The only thing that threw off this beauty was the fact she was carrying a long, rapier sword in each hand. She slowly starts making her way down to me, as if she were hovering just above each step. As she made her way to me, she raises the sword in her left hand and points it at me. Something about her screamed “death” in my mind. She seemed more sinister and professional than the man. Then it clicked, they had to be assassins, and she had to be his master. Knowing that I was outmatched, I let go of the man and run. I make it halfway to the street when I hear a loud whistling noise…almost as if…my instincts tell me to duck, so I duck and at that exact moment, a sword comes flying over my head, spinning like a Frisbee of death. I stay low because as predicted, the sword comes flying back to the woman’s hand. The man regains consciousness and joins the woman in the assault, with him standing in the front. I realize that running is no longer an option, so I turn toward them, and brace myself for the fight of my life. The man has chained weapon with a spiked metal ball at the end. Both the master and pupil begin hurling their weapons at me, I am able to dodge the all somehow and the moment there was a break, I put a little distance between us. The woman throws her sword again but this time I catch it. Now, with a sword in my hand, I charge forward, and begin my attack. The man hurls his chain at me, but I catch it with my free hand, pull him close and stab him in the heart. Adrenaline fills my body as I turn to the woman, my only urge is to survive. I swing at her stomach but she parries my blade with ease and lashes out at my face. I duck and soon we are locked in a deadly duel…(wake)
Fragment where I was playing Mario Kart 3DS. I wasn't exactly inside of it but my entire field of vision was the game. It looked nice but the controls were really unresponsive and drifting was ridiculously hard, I kept crashing into things.
Setting: my suburban area, grandparent’s house, all houses in neighborhood are extremely close together. Day time Characters: Older Sister(Tiana), Little brother(Jeremy), Mother Experience: Tiana, Jeremy, and I are relaxing in my room upstairs. We are all discussing mom’s behavior lately. Not only has she been acting strange, but she seems to be very ill but refuses to lie down. One other thing that my siblings and I noticed about her is that she constantly goes down to the basement throughout the day with a plate of food…almost as if there is something down there she is feeding. Mom enters the room, her face is extremely pale and there are heavy sags under her eyes. She says to us, “Lunch is *cough cough*…ready whenever you guys want it…just come downstairs...” We all look at her in worry. She leaves the room and heads back to the kitchen downstairs. I follow her. I needed to know what was going on, as I head down the stairs, I get a strange feeling that something is watching me. In the kitchen. Mom is standing by the kitchen table, her back is facing me. I ask her, “Mom, are you ok? You’ve been acting strange lately and we’re concerned about your health too.” At that moment, a low growl echoes from the staircase leading to the basement. My heart begins to race, and my mother slowly turns her head around to look at me. However, her eyes are completely black and she says mutters words I cannot understand. I can only stare on in horror as my mom’s body drops dead in front of me. I begin to rush toward her to check her out but the moment she hit the floor, the basement door swings open and my mother’s body is dragged across the floor and down the stairs with tremendous force by an unseen entity. I knew we were in trouble, wasting no time I bound up the stairs and back to the room. “Jeremy, Tiana, climb out the window now!” I yell. Without hesitation I open the window to help my little brother out first. As I’m holding his hand and lowering him out onto another house’s roof top, my room door is blown away and in flies the most terrifying and unexpected figure, my mother…except, it wasn’t really her, whatever entity it was that dragged her into the basement has taken over her body, her skin is gray and muggy and her eyes are as black as death. She raises her hand and points at my sister. My sister screams but it is cut short because her body begins to expand until she explodes from the pressure… “Tiana!!” I yell, but my attention then snaps to my little brother who is hanging from my hand, his body too begins to expand…I close my eyes to avoid seeing another death, but the vision still pops up in my head as he explodes..left with nothing, I dash out of the window, promising myself to mourn their death’s at a better time…as I’m running and jumping from rooftop to rooftop I can hear the entity behind me flying above and swooping down at me, I duck and dodge and search for a safe place to get away but I see none, nowhere to escape…(wake)
A group of five or six kids walk up to a trio of trees. I'm watching from the trees perspective. The kids get angry and bored that is nothing is happening and they leave. Suddenly the trees come to life and attack the kids. One of the trees has a drill hand which he uses to drill through one kid and while he tries to drill another kid who is hiding under a jeep, the car rolls down and bursts open her head. Once all the kids are dead except one who turns out to be the one that lead everyone to their death. The dream skips and I'm looking at a orange orb floating in the air. I think it is the eye of a dark lord.(I watched the second Lord of the Rings not too long ago.) There is a wizard beside me telling me all of this.
I'm watching a commercial and it is talking about a new pet that is a mix of a Cat, Dog, and Ferret. I then look on my floor and there it is looking up at me. I pick it up and I can feel its smooth hair. It is also very bony. I walk upstairs to where my mom is and show her my new pet. She tells me to throw it away. I tell her I was not going to do that as visions of me breaking its neck and throwing it into the trash was visualized. We then get into an argument about whether or not to keep it. I win the argument.
Setting: Huge school Gymnasium, large set of bleachers on one side of the gym, the rest of the gymnasium was the basketball court. Daytime. Experience: A large number of students and I are sitting on the bleachers listening to the guest spokesman talk about drugs. All of a sudden, I hear a yell from behind, “Everyone get off the bleachers!! It’s a trap!” my mind is thrown in confusion, I can’t figure out what he means, but without wasting time, I run out to the basketball court area of the gym with the rest of the students. When I turn around to look at the bleachers to anticipate the worst, all I see is the spokesman still standing in front of the bleachers. The spokesman lets out a vicious laugh, and slowly turns around to face the body of students on the court. “sit!” he yells, and without thinking, we all sit immediately, almost as if we were forced to sit by an unknown force. My heart begins to race. The spokesperson says, “Now, we are all going to play a little game, its simple really, and should prove to be pretty entertaining.” The students and I sit in shock and await to hear the rules of the game. “you see, I am a magician of sorts, and if you guys do not go along with this game, I’ll magically remove the soul from a random student’s body…to demonstrate, I shall do so…now.” All the students begin to laugh because we all believe this is some cheap joke. Magic? Soul removal? Unlikely. We all continue to laugh as the spokesman raises his hands and claps one time…at that moment, the entire building began to violently rumble and our laughter ceases. Our heads snap our attention to the corner of the gym where a young girl was standing and screaming at the top of her lungs. The spokesperson clapped again, the building rumbled even more and now the girl’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, now her screams turned into blood filled gurgles…the spokesman clapped a final time and we all watched in horror as a flash of light flew out of the girl, and she fell to the floor like a lifeless mannequin. The spokesman smiles and casts an eye over us all and says, “well…let the game begin!” (wake)
I am in a spanish class trying to learn spanish. I remember being in distress becasuse I was supposed to be learning french and not spanish.
Setting: Cabin house, late in the night, with a small group of soldiers. Out in the wilderness. Experience: I was in the living room with a small group of army men and women. I go to the bathroom and look out the window and see a guy with an m16 aiming it at the house, that obviously meant one thing, “They’re here!!” I yell at the army soldiers and they draw their guns, turn the lights off and take cover. I do not have a gun so I just take cover, and after what seemed like an eternity, the 5 minute suspense was broken by a storm of bullets that shook the whole house. Every wall of the room was being destroyed by the bullets of the dozens of enemy soldiers outside. The whole group died in that instant and the firing ceased. I did not receive a wound from this attack. As I rose, an army woman, on the ground, bleeding from fatal bullet wounds to the stomach, grabbed me by the pant leg and muttered out with bloody gurgled words, “run! You have to run!” Taking heed of her last, dying words, I take a peek through the shattered windows of the room and watch in horror as dozens of enemy reinforcements drive in with tanks and cars. No time to think, I hear the sound of enemy footsteps breaking down the front door and shattering windows in the other rooms and making their way down the hall toward my location, so I grabbed the nearest hand gun to me and rushed my way out of the back door into the hell that waits outside[wake]
It is night time. I"m at a track in the middle of a forest. My coach from last year is there and he is coahing his team and talking to me.
Spoiler for Wierd Stuff: This whole dream was some kind of basketball freak dream. It started off with boys playing basketball and then they started doing other things. Just to name a few: kissing, sex, and peeing on eachother. Actually I think that is all that they did.
So last week I took off from the DJ because my sleep schedule was kinda brutal, making lucid dreaming more or less impossible. I got caught back up over the weekend though and this week shouldn't be as hard on me. Last night, at least, I was caught up on sleep enough to a) stay awake long enough to MILD, and b) have clear enough dreams to go lucid! 1) I became aware that I was dreaming right as the previous dream was beginning to fade away. I began to rub my hands together, but the dream continued to fade into darkness. I started spinning too, not so quickly as to wake me up, but just enough to generate sensations that would pull me back into the dreamworld. It worked, and suddenly everything shot into crystal clarity...and I found myself as a girl (kinda weird sensation, that ) in a circular fantasy-style arena with a monolythic cylinder at the center. The whole dream then went into Final Fantasy mode and I had the get up and an oversized sword, and a giant beast on the cylinder to fight. I had fun running around and pulling off crazy moves to fight it, but the beast only lasted a few seconds against my attacks before it was destroyed and burst into oblivion. No other creatures came, so I jumped up to the top of the arena (a good 20 or 30 foot jump) and walked out into a hallway to explore the dream world more. Unfortunately I have only fragments of what happened later, even though I maintained lucidity for a decent length of time.
I remember two dreams from last night plus the emotional ghost of another one. You know when you know you had a dream and when you try and remember it you think "that was a nice dream, but I have no idea WTF it was about", Its that. The first dream I had I was with a friend of mine and we were going to his beach house with a few other people. His mom was driving for some reason. I was in the front seat and we were taking back roads. We constantly had to stop to avoid running over dogs who were all chasing squirrels. When we got there I asked his mom why she had seemed so mad at me. She said she wasn't mad, my pants were inside out and It was aggravating her. I turned my pants right-side out and she was happy. We went inside and I woke up, I was able to catch the awakening in like 2 seconds but I had already shifted my body position so the DEILD didn't work. When I woke up in the morning I remembered a fragment of another dream in which I was at a wrestling tournament. I was talking to someone and I had a small entourage. I was either consoling the person or giving them advice. My dad thought I was still sleeping when I was writing in my dream journal so he banged on the door really loud for an unnecessary amount of time (akin to a military wake up) and it ran the rest of the dream out of my head.
Dream - Lucid I was in a room, I think I was asleep, or supposed to be. I think it was pretty messy. In the room with me was a very old woman, probably in her late 80’s to early 90’s, and she was very sad. She had a small pallet on the floor to sleep on, just a bunch of blankets and such. When I talked to her, she barely had any life in her. She was so old and weary, she just wanted to die. At the same time, I think she was afraid to die. Mostly though, she just wanted to be done on this Earth. I went somewhere and came back, and she was talked to a younger man; a doctor. She seemed to perk up a little bit as they talked. When I approached her again after the doctor had left, she seemed much happier; there was more life in her eyes now, and she was smiling. She explained to me what the doctor had told her; it had something to do with her not living much longer, but it was ok that she was still alive now. He had somehow gotten through to her. I was glad to see her happy.
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