I am at my old house on Burford road with joe and josh. Joe has made us chicken & bacon gratin and mixed up some alcohol. We are saving some of the food for someone, though i dont know who it will be. We eat the food and have a few drinks, i ask joe if he would like some more, he says yes, i decide i would like more too, so i go back to the kitched to heat more up. I also pour some more drinks. There is a knock on the foor & my ex, soph come in with her parents, steve & julia. steve keeps offering me more alcohol and im getting really drunk. Somebody says something about julia and i reply "see? thats why i have always loved this woman!" we all laugh and soph mumbles something about me fancying her. There is another knock on the door and Chubbs, si and callum turn up, which annoys me for some reason. We go out to some shopping centre and are walking around drinking, during this time soph tells me she wants me back, i get annoyed with her and tell her that i dont love her any more, for some reason i fell the need to apologise to her parents and explain it to them, they tell me they don't care, they know what shes like and i didnt do anything bad, we just ended. I feel better about it. We decide we should go home, on the way out of the supermarket i see a load of old friends and start to greet them. Hayley tells me she loves me as she comes for a hug, but i notice she isn't looking at me, as i think about this she corrects herself "i mean i love YOU" I assume she is looking at si. When we get home Darvz and Kate are with us. I cant stop throwing up, but im not heaving, its like watery vomit is just pumping from my mouth, darvz is laughing at me in a shrug, there is literally nothing i can do to stop it. Kind of reminds me of that scene from Team America.
That one day I would get the achievement for creating a DJ on this site! That's considered precognitive right? >.>
24-08-11 I am Going to a swimming stadium, though I am not taking the planned route. The planned route would be swinging by Stonehenge, about a 5 km drive. Instead I go through some sort of air vent in a large building. The passageways are really narrow, dirty and dark. It takes about 5 minutes to get there. I hang about in the swimming pool for a while, it is dusk time and there are some other kids there. I decide to take off and walk over to the wall. In order for me to get to the vent I will have to remove some of the panelling, not only that but I will have to stand on the exposed piece of wood that was holding the panel, which is screwed into the wall. There isn't much space, but I seem to recall having done it before. I finally get the door open to the shaft. Before I can go through I must put a hand into the shaft and empty it for trash. The trash is some black stuff from farming I think, as Henrik can explain how it is made. Seems like a mixture between coal and dust. It just falls into the water, but I have a feeling it will be OK and it isn't exactly a new procedure I am doing. A woman, might be my aunt asks me if it is worth it. I ask her if she has to take the 5 km route past Stonehenge, she confirms and I tell her it will take me 5 minutes to get back. When most of the trash is out, it seems to take longer than it had before, I am looking out over a horizontal window as an access point, which I remember thinking is a bit weird. … Sitting at a coffee table with a beer. It is a beer can, but there is a bottle inside prodding up out of the hole of the can. I sit and marvel a bit, how the fuck could anyone get that bottle down there without removing the top of the can. Then a person on my right explains that there they are fairly rare and if you manage to collect 9 of them, you would win 9 k DKK. “Ah then I shouldn't have given the last 3 to ….” … Something about time travel in order to make sure to obtain the right ingredients for a particularly tasty meal. Physical time travel (done by placing hands on top of each others) means that you get a fraction of your dream powers with you to the physical realm though (WEIRDNESS!)
I am semi-lucid, trying to wake up. There is a bear chasing me. The fear of it makes me forget I am dreaming. I wake up. I wish I just stayed in that dream, but I was worried about being late for school. I think that was the real fear. Funny thing is, I did need to wake up, because I accidentally turned off my alarm.
Dream 1 I was in a city full of zombies, It was dark. I became lucid and decided to fly, I couldn't so I fought along some guy against these zombies. We went on to a elevated train track like the Chicago Loop. I fought against the zombies and the person I was with got biten or something. Dream 2 I was in my house/school (you'll get it in a minute) we were talking about where we should go to see a film. I was talking to my friend on if the would make a new Batman and Robin. Then I opened a newspaper to a page where it said "Beyonce, Butt In" with brackets resembling a butt and it only had pictures of her butt. I then turned around and Beyonce was there angry saying "Just because I go to a film being produced, doesn't mean I'm in the film" and "I don't need this I'm 84 and very stressed why does it always come down to my butt?". 84 WHAT A FLIPPING DREAM SIGN. She looked normal though.
As any astute follower of this journal would notice, I haven't quite followed through on my recent resolution to resume dream documentation, however I do like to come back to this journal time to time to document particularly notable dreams (eg the previous post). The following is actually a dream I had a few nights ago and have been toying with the idea of writing down; it was a very haunting, powerful experience that I keep thinking about again and again. The overarching premise of the dream was that I was dead somehow and in heaven. I want to say that the earliest part of the sequence was me living ordinarily in an area that seemed to be a common room with a bunch of offshoot dwelling rooms adjacent to a hallway that led directly to a hospital where I worked (I'll get into more detail in describing both later on), but I also suspect these may be memories within the dream (I'll clarify this later as well). Anyways, the earliest clear part of this dream took place as I somehow came to be outside the gates of heaven. I was apparently well aware of a conspiracy to keep people out of heaven, and that the primary methodology of this conspiracy was a complex maze system outside heaven's gate with a long line of people that were queued to enter heaven, and it was so constructed so as to keep people trapped, slowly moving nowhere in circles. I was at first able to see a narrative overview of this maze; people in single file line, slowly shuffling forward, many branches and loops ensuring that the people (who seemed completely ignorant of their situation and complacently moved along) were trapped. There were "employees" who seemed to be party to the conspiracy directing the flow of the lines so as to maintain things. As it were, I was just near what I knew to be the actual, true entrance to heaven, which was blocked off and guarded by a line of "employees". As I stood there trying to determine how I was going to get back in, I by chance noticed a bellboy carrying a platter of dirty dishes (I seemed to understand they delivered food to people in line). I watched as he entered an adjacent hallway marked employees only. It was unguarded, so I looked down the hallway; it was tall and wide and reminiscent of the grand hallways at a hotel convention center. The hallway went a long ways back before ending in a group of employee rooms (I assumed one of them must be a kitchen), but I also noticed a hallway branched off to the right some distance down. I looked to my right now towards the entrance to heaven and noticed another hallway opened on the other side of the line of sentries, so I decided I'd try to sneak through that way. I happened to have my messenger bag with me, so I decided I'd pretend to be a writer. I began to walk quickly down the hallway, repeating the phrase, "I'm a writer" constantly in my head as though I thought it would somehow prevent me from being caught. As I turned the corner to the right, I found that the hallway continued for some time before coming to another hallway parallel to the first. I turned another right and headed towards the exit. As I continued down this hallway I came upon a black man in a suit who waved at me in a friendly way and offered to shake my hand. As I shook his hand I only said, "I'm a writer" and then kept walking; as I passed him I could see the look of confusion on his face. I seemed to understand that he wasn't a guard, but that his job was to simply stand there and greet people. I exited the hallway into the hospital area (note this was not the area I'd seen from the other side of heaven's gate previously), which was comprised of square rooms, all hallways, some of which resembled normal hospital hallways and some of which resembled patient rooms with through paths. I knew my way back from here by memory; from the hallway square at the exit of the hallway I turned right into a room square, then left through three more squares and then right to the exit of the hospital area into my living area I'd mentioned previously. As I arrived, I slowly walked further into the room, examining my surroundings. Like the hospital area, the room was familiar to me as though I'd been living there for some time. There was a dining table in the middle of the room along one wall that was cluttered with papers and there was a television suspended on a thick pillar adjacent to the table. It occurred to me later that the layout of the main common room very vaguely resembled the living room at my grandma Isabel's old house in Halstad, and to that theme everything seemed dusty and slightly old as though the furniture, paint on the wall, decorations, and even the television were from the 80's. There were a number of people intently going about there business in the room also. As I examined my surroundings I became increasingly distressed with my disposition. I then lashed out verbally, asking if this was all I had left now in heaven, that I'd spend eternity trapped in this dusty room with some other people from the 1990's (a woman nearby in earshot glanced at me and rolled her eyes as she continued doing something), complaining that there wasn't even much of a proper internet yet. I continued, suddenly realizing that I was due to take the MPJE tomorrow but now couldn't because I was dead, meaning that I'd never been successfully licensed as a pharmacist and thus the last several years of my life spent training to that end was wasted. This angry diatribe was cut short by the realization that I'd left Laura behind and could not be sure when she would arrive or if she'd arrive at all (at least we'd already returned to her hometown, I hoped she'd find happiness again, etc.). In this strong emotional mix of anger and sadness I realized that my situation could not be real, but I could only think of ending the dream quickly instead of allowing it to continue post reality check and instantly managed to wake myself up. When I fell asleep again I had a short continuation of this dream where I went to a buffet for food (I was aware I was still in heaven). The restaurant had many people but wasn't too crowded. It reminded me of the restaurant at Bill's gambling hall. As I mentioned at the start of this entry I mentioned how haunting this dream has been the last few days. The reason for that is that afterwards I've been left with the haunting thought that I may have peered into the real heaven (a chilling thought given the "conspiracy", how drab the environment was, and my emotional observations towards the end). I don't genuinely believe this now (the fact that heaven is historically described as more paradise in nature, consideration that this may represent hell rather than heaven, and my ultimate awareness that this was a dream all heavily discount this notion), however I believe it does represent a phenomenon I referred to previously as "dream bleeding", where elements of the dream have remained strong in my consciousness long after the dream has ended.
V-WILD'd successfully! Sorry I haven't posted a DJ entry in a while...will try to start getting back into it. I was standing outside the Hogwarts Castle, by a brick wall. I stabilized the dream, and everything became clearer. The wall felt rough, and faded when I rubbed it. Behind the wall, was a entrance to Hogwarts. It was a mossy green circular door, that seemed about 15 feet high. I walked through the tall grass towards the door and pushed it open. Inside, was a royal looking hallway fllled with candles everywhere. It was crowded and people were staring at me. curiously. I smiled at them. I saw a very small door to my left, and walked past it. Suddenly, a random guy stopped me in the hallway and said that the door lead to the sorting hat, and I needed to be sorted. I said it was a dream, and I would just find a taller door and the sorting hat would be there for me. He seemed persistent, and said I HAD to shrink down and go through that particular door. So I shrunk down slowly, and pushed open the door. There was a small, wooden table right in the center of the room with the sorting hat sitting on the middle of it. There was no other furniture in the room. The walls seemed to be made of some type of fur. I picked up the hat, put it on. It seemed to melt into my head, and I asked it what house I would be in. After about 10 seconds, it shouted: "HUFFLEPUFF!" I was happy, since this is the house I wanted! I said thank you to the hat, and stepped out of the room. I was trying to remember any of the Hufflepuff tasks, but I couldn't. I grew back up, and started to walk around the castle. I decided to start talking to random people passing me. I stopped a really tall, bright-oranged haired girl, and asked her how she was doing. She replied, "Fine and dandy, just like a pencil!" She randomly touched my arm, and her finger melted in it. When she pulled her hand out of my arm, her finger was missing. I looked down, and saw my veins popping out. They were a magenta color. It freaked me out, so I looked away quickly. I continued to walk down the hall, and noticed an abstract painting. I can't remember the details of it, but I got so absorbed in it..I forgot I was dreaming . Thank you for reading
[+] DvF and DkF had both got completely new rooms or a new house or something. I was talking to them there. [+]I was downtown with people walking around trying to find a restaurant that we liked. Failed Heist 2 bank robbers or something were in a high rise building and had just pulled off some job. Alarms were going off and workers were hiding under cubicle desks. Papers were strewn all over the room. The robbers had black masks on and bullet proof vests, rope, and various other equipment with them. They were running towards the windows for some external window cleaning elevator or something and busted through the glass. They shoot something connecting it and they start getting lowered. The swat team runs towards the cables and shoots it down. The robbers simply fall all the way down. [+]At some sort of convention. People playing Magic cards on tables, announcements and contest were going on. Monsters were at the convention but they were pretty chill. They talked and watched matches just like everyone else. Alien Geonome Some sort of alien genetic experiment had been going on. Me and a bunch of other people had been implanted with DNA from various other alien races. I became partially plant or something like that, from some cool biological race. Other people changed in a bunch of different ways. Something had gone wrong and we were all escaping. One of the subjects had reacted strongly to an aggressive race's implant and gone wild. It was some sort of dark reddish octopus race. It was a woman now with red skin and spines all over her. Her black hair was waving around all over the place violently with glowing red eyes. She was spawning out small spiney octopuses that latched onto people and covered them. One tried to grab my leg but I ran into a wooded side garden area and when I detached my leg I just assimilated a new one from the surrounding vegetation. Traffic Racing I was in some sort of futuristic race on a mega highway that was all lit up. There was a huge amount of cars racing. Every lane was full from one side to the other. It was like grid lock traffic except it was all moving at like 200mph. Anytime someone moved or changed lanes other people would shift into their spot. Tons of changes were happening fluidly, it was the only way to get ahead. We reach an area that was at a standstill and I get out of my car and start running over the tops of other people's vehicles. As they see me jumping off cars and running, other people begin to rush out of their cars and run as well. Then the dream began to shift and the cars were now docks floating on water and the highway was like a lake. It was like a massive lake party with people hanging out on inner tubes and people hanging out on floating docks. I was running and jumping between the docks and then decided to jump in the water. Someone's golden retriever jumped in after me wanting to play. I race him to the next dock. The Proposition Everything was anime style. I was in a car with an Asian guy in his mid 20's with a ponytail, a timid young boy with a strange looking phone he kept looking at and a little girl. The little girl had a fierce attitude and knew what she was talking about. We were driving up a long driveway towards some large mansion/estate. There was a fountain in front and the driveway was lined with large spear looking fence posts. They are giving me some proposition to join their small group. For some reason I was a person of interest to some large evil other group but they had been able to get to me first. They explain what's happening and that they are part of a small group of elite fighters working against the organization. I was skeptical not only that they had powers, but that I would have any powers of be of any interest to them. They demonstrated their powers. The little girl could control fire, the Chinese guy was an insane fighter or something and the little boy's phone turned into a huge gundam. Peaceful Night Drive In a pick up truck at night looking out the passenger side window. Truck has a nice atmosphere to it, like it has been well used and looked after. I was looking up at the night stars and could feel the cold night air against my face. I didn't know who was driving but it was just me and them. I was talking to myself out loud about my inner thoughts and feelings about where I am in life.
[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR] [COLOR="royalblue"]Semi-Lucid[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR] [COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR] [COLOR="silver"]I think I know why I give up on some awakenings, it's becauase of my sleeping posture I tend to go to sleep on my WBTB in a really weird position and when I wake up I am more aware of the uncomfortable feeling, and then combined with the body testing me I just have to give up. So for the next night I will sleep in a good sleeping posture. Even if I gave up I still let the alarms go, to make my dreams more vivid.[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]I was standing in a sportshall and all my friends were doing gymnastics, but when I was going to make a jump they told me "No you are too small for this". I looked surprised at them, but then I saw that the plinth was really high. Everything was so big. I was stubborn and didn't gave up, so I climbed up and was going to do something gymnastic, but then I fell.[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]I were in a mall and my friends were buying some clothes. I wanted something too so I picked the first thing I saw but it was really ugly. So my friends prevented me from buying it.[/COLOR] [COLOR="silver"]I woke up and remembered that I should had become lucid, because I fell asleep with a blindfold. So everytime I can see, it's a dream.[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]The dream started in my kitchen and I couldn't see anything and then someone took the blindfold of me (in the dream) and he did some weird magic trick with a pen on my nose, then the dream changed.[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]I were back in the mall and my friend called on me from a restaurant, he told me that he could buy me a beer, when I drank the beer, everything become unstable.[/COLOR] [COLOR="gray"]and I woke up without an alarm.[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]I was now standing in the sportshall again, but this was more like a gym and no equipment that I needed was free. So I went into a small room for some reason and there was my friend Andriano, then a girl that I don't know in the wakng life, but I appearantly didn't like her in this dream, walked in. We started to talk about some photos on facebook, and then Andriano said "This is like highschool" and I agreed for some srange reason.[/COLOR] [COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up.[/COLOR]
I just finished taking a shower getting ready to go home. While inside the bathroom I seen a bunch of my sisters clothes. I pack some of them up in my bag. I want to try them on when I get home to see if any of them fit. After I pack I go into the living room with my sister, mom, jr and simon. I then decide its better to try them on here so I'm not taking things that don't fit or flatter. I pulled shoes out. There was a couple pair but only one that I recall. They were pretty cinderella shoes that lit up. I then tried on the outfits but I didn't keep or recall what any of them looked like. Then I pulled out little "trinkets" Some where plastic and some were stones. The only one I remember visually was a heart made out of stone. I wake up.
Bandits I 'wake up' in my bed just as if I was waking up normally sometime in the night. I decide to take a late night pee and I hear noises coming from downstairs. I sleepily open my door and look over the railing downstairs. Three darkly dressed thieves are coming in through the front doors. I drop to the floor hoping they hadn't seen me yet. I get my sisters from their rooms and tell them to crawl as silently as possible to our parents room. The bandits are still preoccupied downstairs, maybe checking if anyone or any pets were down there. We reach my parents room and whisper the situation to my mom and dad. The bandits all have pistols and my dad tells us that his friend had borrowed his gun so we didn't have anything. A feeling that we were all surely going to die came over us but I decided that if I was going to die I would do my best to take as many down with me. The thieves make their way up stairs and head for my parents room seeing our rooms all empty. I can sense they are coming to straight up kill us. I wait crouched at the door in anticipation of the three armed men. The moment the first guy reaches the door I burst out tackling the second guy grabbing for his pistol. The first guy fires a few shots in the dark but doesn't manage to land any on me. I shoot the second guy point blank in the head an roll down the hall ducking behind a bathroom door. The third guy is now running up the stairs having heard the gun fire. Knowing I would be caught between them I jump down the stairs shooting and landing on the third guy but the first guy shoots down over the railing and hits me in the stomach and chest. I see the carpet turn crimson and I can't stand up. I fire a few shots and wound the first guy but he begins walking down towards me. I think to myself, wait, this cannot be my time to die. I can't die here because I feel there is something I must do. He fires a few more rounds into me but this time I feel no pain and I raise my gun placing my last shot straight through the bandit's chest. He slides down against the wall, collapses down the stairs and the dream ends.
I became interested in this yesterday, so here goes! *OH NOEZ! AI NEEDS A DRINKA WADER MAWM!* *GLUK* *NO PEEING. NOPE. WILL NAWT PEE* ~peepee danse~ *MUST AQUIRE POTTY* ~psssshhhhhh~ This is what is probably gonna happen. Will update soon.
Me and jr were in our room picking out a movie to snuggle too. His mom knocks on the door. We tell her to come in. She says " I can't figure out how to press play on the movie." I tell jr " let her figure it out on her own!" Jr leaves to go help anyway. I wait for him a while. He did what I thought and got distracted. There was a window in our room where I could see him, simon, jr's mom and my sister? He was holding simon...asleep. This aggravated me for a number of reasons. I walked in there and knocked the hand his head was leaning on out from under his head. He woke up. I yelled "what the fuck are you doing!?" His mom said something. I don't recall. I snapped at her "this happened because your retarded! How can you NOT know how to press play on the movie!? Its a universal sign!?" Then I start yelling at jr again... "Then YOU come in here, AFTER I tell you not too, forget about me and fall asleep!? I'm leaving!". I smacked the wall and woke myself up.
August 23, 2011 Remote control was in my hand and in real life belong to me. My father in the dream owned it though. I told him that I got it somehow and ssomehow knew he was at the left side of the house. The house itself is my grandmother from my mother side. I ran to the right side and into the backyard knowing my dad will go through the front door. I had a feeling my plan failed and indeed it did with him standing on the back porch. I ran and he was able to catch up, I became somewhat lucid, enough so to tell myself to wake up from this dream. Not really a nightmare but going to label as one...I hate people chasing me. Side note...I should write these asap...11:33 PM, it almost tomorrow.
I'm not sure if its just a fragment or a dream. Dream I was in the suburbs somewhere and saw Batman of the Future. He had time travelled to the past. I saw him and started asking him questions he just answered them nonchalantly as he used some futuristic device. I asked him one burning question and I forgot what it was but maybe it "How far did you get with Dana?" it was something about far. He answered "Very far".
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