The other night I was dreaming that I was at my house with my fiance and my son. UFO's had been being spotted all over the area and were abducting people. They were coming and leaving and then returning. Upon one of their returns I knew I was next. I started telling my fiance that we needed to run, now. Right then, a bright blue and white light shone through the door. I started getting a telepathic message from them and they were telling me not to run, not to hide. I didn't listen, I took my son and started running outside towards this really big RV. When we got inside, there were other people there from the area and I got behind the wheel. There was this strange ball that was used to control the vehicle. Someone was trying to tell me how to use it but I was in such a hurry that I just started driving it. It was moving so fast and I had to use the ball to slow down. I ended up driving down this ditch and felt like I was just gliding above the road. Woke up. Had a dream the other night about an old house I used to live in when I was a little girl. I had walked by it and realized that I could go inside. It was really dark inside and I crawled in through the window. I started finding lots of things that we used to have and many of my toys from then. I found some cd's that were my sisters and soon realized that this house was connected to another one. There were toilets, sinks, and bathtubs appearing all over though. They were high-tech looking, and one toilet had a strange looking sink right next to it; it looked more like a fountain. Can't really remember much else. Vivid, vivid dreams.
5 Dollar a gallon gas, africa and bullriders and healers... It started I was driving around some town and came to a gas station on an otherwise deserted corner...I noticed the gas was $5.25 a gallon, and i was shocked! I kept saying tio myself, "i reslly should take a picture of this..nobody would believe me otherwise" I stood there staring at the multiple price signs over and over again, then an old lady walked out of her car and said to me..."you need to go to Africa" all of a sudden, dream shifted, I was in africa...and i was helping uinload a large truck full of african kids of all ages...as i helped the last one out of the truck, i suddenyl noticed a small flat box sitting infront of me..i picked it up and handed it to the kid and he smiled and did a silly dance and ran away...weird... i hopped off the truck and saw 2 guys riding brahma bulls running in my direction, then i noticed they were chasing a regular cow calf.....the calf looked at me and ran behind the truck between the truck and a huge warehouse that wasnt there moments ago.....and it crouched down ontop a big pile of blankets and was watching the two bullriders under the truck...they looked at me and i shrugged and they rode away..as i turned to check on the calf...i was in a holet room somewhere and there was a witchdoctor/healer type guy there and he was chasing me around the room he kept telling me to move my arms in certain directions etc..he also kept saying he could heal my bad arms..over and over again (IRW i do have messed up shoulders..) he then showed me a video of myself running around an odd obstacle course and every so often i would pickup a log over my head and throw it.....interesting cure =) dream shifted I was walking down a city street somewhere and all the shops and businesses etc were below street level, you had to walk down a flight of stairs to get to every door on the street, i walked by a place that had only a movie theater type ticket window sticking out the front of the building and there was an old lady sitting in the booth and there was a small crowdof people standing around the booth and one guy had his head tipped down so he could speak through the little opening in the bottom of the booth window, and he kept asking "so where DO we get our mail" woke up...
Musical Glide: The first dream of this night, I was in a open place on a way that went down a really long way. I sorta started to glide down there and the music (for the first time) involved primarily music (there was music in reality but the track in the dream was completely independent), it really got my bashed mood (fell asleep with a terrible mood) high up and simply induced an overall awesome feeling. Limes and Stuff: I was in a city and the dream primarily involved Limes (Green ones as well as unripe yellow ones) on a tree in the middle of a city. I remember having a conversation with a bunch of DCs about the limes. Odd memory: I was back in my old favourite boarding school. I was recalling different (unreal) states of my boarding school, especially two big ones, one symbolized by blue the other by red. There was also a logo for the school which changed together with the phase (the first logo looked a lot like the one of my current city).
Thebeastofold's Dream 5 Dollar a gallon gas, africa and bullriders and healers... It started I was driving around some town and came to a gas station on an otherwise deserted corner...I noticed the gas was $5.25 a gallon, and i was shocked! I kept saying tio myself, "i reslly should take a picture of this..nobody would believe me otherwise" I stood there staring at the multiple price signs over and over again, then an old lady walked out of her car and said to me..."you need to go to Africa" all of a sudden, dream shifted, I was in africa...and i was helping uinload a large truck full of african kids of all ages...as i helped the last one out of the truck, i suddenyl noticed a small flat box sitting infront of me..i picked it up and handed it to the kid and he smiled and did a silly dance and ran away...weird... i hopped off the truck and saw 2 guys riding brahma bulls running in my direction, then i noticed they were chasing a regular cow calf.....the calf looked at me and ran behind the truck between the truck and a huge warehouse that wasnt there moments ago.....and it crouched down ontop a big pile of blankets and was watching the two bullriders under the truck...they looked at me and i shrugged and they rode away..as i turned to check on the calf...i was in a holet room somewhere and there was a witchdoctor/healer type guy there and he was chasing me around the room he kept telling me to move my arms in certain directions etc..he also kept saying he could heal my bad arms..over and over again (IRW i do have messed up shoulders..) he then showed me a video of myself running around an odd obstacle course and every so often i would pickup a log over my head and throw it.....interesting cure =) dream shifted I was walking down a city street somewhere and all the shops and businesses etc were below street level, you had to walk down a flight of stairs to get to every door on the street, i walked by a place that had only a movie theater type ticket window sticking out the front of the building and there was an old lady sitting in the booth and there was a small crowdof people standing around the booth and one guy had his head tipped down so he could speak through the little opening in the bottom of the booth window, and he kept asking "so where DO we get our mail" woke up...
12.11.2011The Dream where I was Torn between the Man I Love and my Family (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was supposed to meet the man I love in a place (town? Resort?) by the sea, after not seeing him for months. I was very excited, but then I learnt that my parents were coming to see me too (I haven't seen them in as long). I wanted to see my parents, but I was pissed that they were spoiling my reunion with Joan, all the more so since I'd pointedly avoided introducing them in the last year. I told them so on the phone and they were angry. I was at the place already. I decided to let my parents come, and called Joan to tell him of the situation and that we could meet later. The next morning, I greeted my parents, and a minute later Joan appeared. He looked very good and smiled at me with a look saying he got things under control and he'd make sure to make a good impression on my parents, and I smiled back, reassured.
I had dream where I was driving a large truck. It was an older model (probably 1980's) and I was having trouble controlling it. Not like "trouble turning the wheel" control but it wouldn't brake when I braked and sometimes would turn in the complete opposite direction I turned the wheel. This often led me to weaving through oncoming traffic. Not the most fun dream I've ever had. There was also something about rigging the car with a remote control but I don't know how or where that fits in.
I am at a medival festival. There are tents set up and apparently it is a school trip. We are leaving the festival and I drop my music player at the entrance. On the bus as we are driving my friend is in a convertible along the left side of the bus. She shows me my player and for some reason I motion her to throw it to me. Well it hits the window and bounces off into the street. Not long after someone on the bus needs to use the restroom so it pulls over tot he side of the road. While he is taking a bathroom break someone else runs off to go find my stuff. When he comes back he is holding something that is not mine. He tries to go back but i tell him not to worry about it. The dream skips ahead and the bus is now empty except for me and it is heading back to the event. It heads through a king aurthur high school and it crosses a tennis court while people are playing.. The dream skips ahead once more and it is night. Im no longer on a bus I am on stone wheels which are only a foot tall and are moving slower then I can walk. There are meany all over the place even some that are actually tires. I get up off the wheels and begin to walk. As I get closer to the event a large group of people made up of probably a hundred people dressed up in middle age clothes are heading toward me. An announcer says something about watching out for dragons and suddenly these people attack. This is where I became lucid. As the people get closer I try to set off a flame attack to take them all out at once but I fail. I then decide to escape. I tell myself to fly up and i do but very slowly. One of the people grab me in my left leg and makes it feel as though a knife is being plunged into it. Then the people begin making a chain each grabbing the one before them. They then slam me into the ground waking me up.
Updated 11-21-2011 at 04:10 PM by 50683
So I'm not sure if I was lucid or not, so I'll say I was. It started lucid. I was in my kitchen, about 10 feet from the refrigerator. In front of it was some guy who raised his hand and said something. A red bolt shot out of his hand at me, so I raised my hand and shouted "PROTEGO!" The bolt stopped, and he yelled "INCENDIO!" and a bolt of fire shot from his hand. I shielded myself again and this time yelled "STUPEFY!" A small redbolt shot from my hand and hit the guy and I woke up. Pretty cool, but would've been cooler if: 1. I could remember if it actually was lucid, and 2. If we had wands.
The dream begins with an inside shot of me and my brother looking out into the rainy night, then it moves outward into the night to show that are parents are nowhere to be seen. "Watch t.v," I say to my brother. He turns on the t.v and the lamp and lays down on the couch. I head upstairs and when I look to the right, I notice an odd light coming from the restroom. I head inside and with a shock I find a large flame on the sink. I run and get a washcloth. I wet it and run back and wring th water onto the flame. I then try to turn on the light but it does not work. The only light is the fire. I wet the cloth again and once more put it onto the fire. The flame is doused. I take in a sigh of relief and then i head downatairs, more trouble. The couch my little brother is laying on is on fire and my brother is just laying there watching the television. I scream at him to get out of the way and he does. I once again start the firefighting. As I am doing so, the phone rings I don't answer it for obvious reasons and the machine picks it up. It is my mom and she is in tears she is talking to someone else and she is saying how we are in the hospital. Once the flame is put out my lkittle brother gets back on the couch and continues watching t.v. I try to open the front door but my hand keeps slipping off. "Joshua, come open the door," I say. "No," he replies. The phone rings. I pick it up. "Hello?" I scream, the stress in my voice clearly heard. A lady comes on the phone and says how it's good how she found out where I live. Obvious horror dream in the making.
I was at a pool with K and J and 2 others. One was some guy but he had boobs and came to the girls' changing room. But it was definitely a guy :| anyway there was some kind of event going on. I couldn't recognize my friends from the back for some reason and I was afraid I was with the wrong people, but then it was them. They were running and jumping into the pool. I had never been there before, but I was the only one so I was a bit awkward, and people were talking to me a bit. I got in and went over to my friends, then we got out again. Then this middle-aged guy in sunglasses came over and told us to stop running. I said about how I wasn't sure it was them. We went to the changing room. We saw there were 5 showers, all connected, behind one curtain, so we went in and left our bathing suits on. J was in the far left one, and I was in the one next to her. J was also called 'Madonna' for some reason. The showers had a weird kind of stand where there was a tap and a thing you pulled out to make the shower start. As I started mine I saw J trying to figure it out. On hers there was a big red button that would call an ambulance, and no pull out thing. She was like 'oh do you push this?' and pressed it. I was like 'shit' and we were like, okay we'll just run. We got out and started walking away quickly, and we were suddenly in what looked like a parkade. We heard sirens and saw a mini fire truck which was supposedly the ambulance. It was coming right at us as we turned a corner. I had to run and dive out of the way and barely missed it. As it passed by I saw it had a QR code on the bottom front. We heard a couple people talking over like loudspeakers in the building, it sounded like the radio. A woman was asking, 'did you see anyone on the cameras?' about the false alarm. A man replied, 'hmm well yeah, I saw Madonna...' They talked for a bit as we were going down some stairs, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. Then I heard the woman say, 'you did it, didn't you?' in a joking way to the guy, and he was like, 'yep I did it'. We were relieved we weren't in trouble.
I'm watching a conspiracy theorist talk about track and how he says that how everybody who runs track when you connect where they live it makes a triangle.
Updated 11-19-2011 at 05:26 PM by 50683
DJ Log: November 17, 2011 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern) Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID · I am sitting on front of my computer, scrolling backwards through "Post Pictures of Yourself" thread. There were several familiar names, but I am unable to recall them. As I was browsing, a couple of the pictures would animate, give me a dirty look, then climb out of the screen and walk out of the room.
DJ Log: November 14, 2011 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern) Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID · I'm walking around a mall parking lot, talking with my brother who is sitting in his truck a few spaces away from me. As I approach, I see am old yellow bicycle parked in front of his truck. My brother says, "Go ahead and try it." I try to mount the seat, but it's a bit too high. When I look at it, I can see that the chain is a bit rusty and is not quite seated on the rear sprocket. There is a large silver object attached to the rear wheel which looks like a motor. I walk the bike forward and push on the pedal to straighten out the chain. Once it looks ok, I hop on and start to ride. I pedal my way across the parking lot, then notice that there is a rocker switch on the right handlebar. I push the switch and the bike starts to accelerate. Once I reach the end of the parking lot, I squeeze the brake levers. The front brake doesn't work at all, but the rear is able to slow me down. I turn around and press the switch in the other direction. The bike takes off and starts to pull the front tire off the ground. I ride back to where my brother was parked, but he is gone. I look around for a bit, then wake up.
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 I was in a car with my mom and another woman. It was a grey day, probably a little drizzly. My mom and the woman were driving me somewhere, probably to the border of Holland. We drove under some small, arched stone bridge, like an arched bridge walkway in park. As we drove to and under the arch, I realized that I really wouldn't be able to get into Holland. I didn't have a passport! I must be in Europe, I thought, if I was close enough to drive to the border of Holland. How did I even get here in the first place, without a passport? I looked straight up to the underside of the bridge. It was rounded, like the roof of a tunnel. It may have been covered with bricks, or it may have been rough, grey stone. When we got to the other side I saw a huge obelisk, like the Cleopatra's Needle obelisk in Central Park. But this one was so big I could barely see around the base, and I definitely couldn't see up to the top. My mom and the woman must have been getting ready to drop me off. But I knew I couldn't go without a passport. But I was ashamed to admit to my mom that I didn't have a passport. But finally I got up the courage to tell my mom. I was standing out on some wheelchair ramp, like I was in front of a building. When I told my mom, I actually started crying, sorrowfully, as if I was telling my mom something that had to do with some sadness or problem I'd carried with me all my life. My mom and the woman probably walked hurriedly over to me to hug and console me. Dream #2 I was in a gigantic, white building with my mom. The building was something like a museum. But it felt more like some kind of big box store, like a Sam's Club. But it seemed to be humongous, as big as a convention center. The walls were white, and the ceiling may have been glass. My mom and I were probably here with a group of people, probably including our family members. But we were separated from them. We may have been looking for them or waiting for them. In the meantime, we decided we'd check out some of the exhibits. I went into a small room off to the right. It was kind of dim. Along the walls were the museum-style diorama wildlife displays. I walked a ways into the room, all by myself, before actually looking at any of the displays. I turned around, toward the entrance. One of the displays to my left caught my eye. It was apparently a display of some animal like an antelope. The antelope stood in some desert-like area at night -- the background sky was painted dark blue and purple. But beside the antelope was a long, fallen tree-limb. And writhed around this tree limb was an enormous snake. The snake must have been ten meters long! But it wasn't scaly: it was slightly furry, like a short-hair cat. I couldn't believe my eyes. So I got closer to the display. I was kind of afraid to: I thought the snake might actually be alive. The snake's skin didn't seem to be as pronouncedly furry as I'd thought. The snake was red, with occasional large, white spots, which may have had black outlines around them. The snake also didn't seem to have eyes, or even much of a mouth. Its head was pointed down menacingly, but it almost looked like a sock puppet. But what seemed really to have struck me about the snake was how vividly it was posed. It seemed menacing, alive, because it had been posed in such a dynamic way. I looked at another display (which I can't remember now). I was again struck by the dynamism of the display. I began to get the idea that this room was all about displaying animals in dynamic, "action packed" situations. This was supposed to be a draw for kids, who had lately been neglecting the parts of the museum with the animal displays. I thought this was a bad idea. In my opinion, the display I'd just been looking at was so dynamic, you could barely see the animal. And the purpose, I thought, of these displays was so you could really get a good idea of the animal's anatomy. So sometimes a still view was better. I walked to another display. This one was lit. But it was even more dynamic and "action packed." It was apparently showing some desert wildcat attacking its prey. But the view was some kind of absurd bird's eye view. The view showed the cat jumping toward some unseen prey. But the cat was posed so that it was almost perpendicular to the "ground" (which, in the case, would have been the back wall, although it seemed to be tilted down somehow). So all you could really see of the cat was its head and paws. There were also some cacti, like the big, stereotypical saguaro cacti, in the view. Their tops burst imposingly out toward the glass. They seemed more dynamic and "3D"-like than anything else in the scene. But everything in the display looked distorted and hard to see. I didn't think it was very effective. I walked over to another display. This one was also lit. It was toward the back of the room, just around a curve in the room that went off to the left, as I faced away from the entrance. This display barely showed an animal at all. The animal was, in fact, just a grey blur coming around the right side of a huge plant. I'd guess, from the size and color of the blur, that the animal was something like a big lemur with grey and black fur. But it may have been some kind of small wildcat. The plant itself was maybe two or three meters tall. It may have been something like a yucca or an agave. But it was full and round, almost like a gigantic artichoke. I walked out of the room, possibly because my mom had asked me if I was ready to go. But I didn't go with my mom. Instead I walked out to "catch up" with the friends I'd come with. I walked through a huge open space with a lot of people. I headed into a room off to the right. The room was something like a roller skating rink. I found "my friends" there -- a few white men, maybe college students, tall, kind of big, wearing sweaters and baseball caps. The had a kind of arrogant look. The men were all standing outside the rink, leaning against the barrier and looking toward the rink. One of the men said we were waiting for somebody to get back from somewhere. Once he got here, we'd leave. The guy started talking about a ride in some other room. I now recalled, coming into this room, seeing in to some other room that had some kind of big amusement park-like ride in it. I may have seen a little Asian girl on the ride. It may have been something like a slide. It looked fun. The ride now sounded so interesting to me that I asked the guy if he wouldn't mind if I went and did the ride while we were waiting for the other guy. The guy shrugged, kind of annoyed that I'd ask for permission. He said, "Do whatever you want, man. I'm not your boss." I left the room in a hurry, ashamed for having annoyed the guy by asking his permission to do something. The room with the big ride was, I knew, off to the left. But I turned to the right, almost instinctively, to head toward the bathroom. I passed a little dividing area that was waist high and had a swing-door near the right wall. The bathrooms were in a kind of empty space, just beyond which may have been a much bigger area like an amuseument park for little kids, possibly with some kind of ferris wheel in the center of it all. Dream #3 I was "at work," sitting at a desk. My old co-worker, DC, came up to me from my right. He sat a chocolate cookie on my desk and said, "Here, you want a cookie?" I looked at the cookie. It had a thin layer of hard, white frosting on it, like is sometimes on ginger cookies. The cookie looked good, but I knew I shouldn't eat it. So I shyly told DC, "Oh, no. I can't. But thank you." DC was kind of offended that I'd declined his offer. He laughed and said, "Oh..." as if to let me know he thought I was being pretty arrogant, and that he'd do something sooner or later to put me in my place.
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