had a couple of dreams last night. First one I was on a bus (I mean a public bus) going somewhere and it seems like the (Caucasian) driver could change the bus into a toolbox and according to him he had "forgotten" a person he had in the bus/toolbox ( I saw it in one of those "flashbacks" "Couldn't we have a flashback without the room going wobbly?" I think Sabrina of Sabrina the Teenage Witch says in a episode) )and the next thing I know I'm in a building that's made of wood (it looked from what I could see of it something Pioneery) on the floor (I think I was ill or something),o and there's is another man (he looked a bit Caucasian but I think he might have been Creole too) is over top of me taking care of me (its interesting how men/boys play important in my dreams when I have no romantic interests ((besides a crush))in RLF) you know the sponge business you see in stories? and a couple come into the room/building and said something like this "Didn't you want to go see our (their) Hindu temple?" but the man said "No not today" since he was busy taking care of me. Then an explosion happens and I'm outside of the building (which looked like a hotel from either the Golden Rush or the Wild West) in the air and I put a handkerchief up to my nose and when I look at kerchief it has blood on it. dream ends. Second dream. I was in the past. Sometime when they had big dresses and also wigs..so that could be almost anytime. I was waiting outside the mansion in a carriage ...and I was wearing one of those big dresses and a wig and a man who I guess was in a Footman's outfit of I think the same period and hurrys me inside and I hear someone (who sounded an awfully lot like the Current Queen Elizabeth with a mix of Queen Victoria) say "I hope she doesn't forget my last name" and I say "Windsor"
I was talking to my sister about another sister we just found out we had. She was younger than us, biracial and named "Caroline".
I looked out an saw every life I had lived. It seemed to span eternity. I saw all my lives as a sphere. I was on the edge of the sphere existing in one time. I moved to the right into the future. the past was to the left on the edge. Somehow if I kept going I would eventually come back around to the same place. I entered the center of this sphere. I could feel and know every life I had lived and will live. Yet they all already existed and nothing could be changed. They seemed infinite. Then I was spiralling upwards around this golden cord. Then there was a tree. Its roots were growing into the ground. I was a leaf at the top a tree. A part of a leaf. This tree was a group of souls. Then I saw the planet. It was covered in trees. a planet of trees. All groups of souls. But each one was its own organism. I saw from the perspective of the planet. I was every tree as one being. and it felt no different from what I perceived as my own soul earlier. There were many planets. There was a galaxy of planets. It was disk shaped, spiralling. golden in color. It was stacked on top of other disks just like it. These extended out creating a living organism. There is an ocean. The organism lives in the ocean. The entire planet is liquid. Its a drop of rain falling. But it never hits the ground. There are what seems to be an infinite number of rain drops falling along side it. It is a storm. But nothing truly moves as there is no up or down. Yet they are falling. There is no storm. Nothing exists. This is a dream I had a couple days ago. I was hesitant to post it.
I was lying on my living room couch, with my little sister watching television, and my father next to me. I saw he had a syringe. He stuck it in my stomach, and soon after, my body was completely numb. He then proceeded to take two 1-inch radius hoses and stuck them straight into two random points on my stomach. I was anesthetized, but it was still uncomfortable as hell and I could still feel it. I was then put in a weird video-game-ish scenery, except it was real life. Kind of hard to describe, and I think I forgot how it looked anyways.
I am at my parent's old house. It's dark outside and windy. There is a vicious growl outside. I peer outside the side door (which does not have a window in real life, but has a curtained window in this dream). There is a large, scary dog down the porch steps. I can't see it too clearly because it is so dark outside and windy. I check the door's lock. I have a dreaded feeling that our puppy, Jack (a dog my sister once had) is outside on the porch. Sure enough, he is outside, tide to the porch rails. I fear that the light switch won't work. It's an old-fashioned two button switch (in real life a normal light switch was beside the door). The light does not come on. For a moment, I consider that it is an odd coincidence that everything I predict will happen seems to come true (almost a lucid moment, but not quite). I am so fearful for the puppy and terrified of the large dog at the same time. I wake up in a panic.
I dream that I have sleep paralysis. I need to get up and check the doors and locks. I roll out of bed and crawl along the floor. I can feel the carpet, the walls and doors as I make my way around my apartment. I feel very heavy and lethargic. Every so often I feel my eyes open and I can see my pillow. I'm still in bed, but I can feel the apartment as I grope around to check the locks on the doors. I somehow know my body is moving around the apartment but my mind is stuck in bed. Maybe I'm imagining my movement around the apartment but am stuck in bed. The whole thing was a dream, but I had several false awakenings in it. I would "realize" I was still in bed, stuck in sleep paralysis in my dream and then crawl around again to check the locks. After a minute, I would realize I was still in bed, unable to to really move. The whole process started over several times. It gave me a very paranoid and fearful sense of my situation, like I was in danger and unable to do anything about it. I felt unsure what was real and if I was awake or not.
I'm on a flat rooftop in a downtown area. I see two dream figures on other rooftops. One is Keanu Reeves, dressed as Neo from the Matrix. Or maybe it is Neo, not Keanu? The other is Alec Baldwin. He's wearing a dark suit, but it's not as futuristic or intimidating as Neo's trench coat. I chose to head towards Alec. As I'm talking with him, I realize this is a dream. I tell him, "This is a dream!" as I hug him. We start to float away. He seems a bit surprised but giddy. Then I realize that in a lucid dream I can do what I want to do. I set Alec down and fly off towards a small wooded area. I recalled reading that I could spin and make a dream figure that I want to see appear. I say aloud, "When I turn around, xxxx will be here." I spin and marvel at how the landscape is changing as I turn. The imagery spinning past me is sort of pix-elated, like it is is forming before my eyes. Alas, when I stop spinning he is not there. I am very upset that this did not work. I feel the dream starting to pull away, like I might wake up. I remember that staring at my hands will stabilize the dream. I look at the palms of my hands. Surprisingly, there are a few small cuts on my hands and as I keep staring at them, more cuts appear. I find that odd and a little disturbing so I stop looking at my hands. I am convinced that the dream is stable though. I say aloud, "xxxx will be here soon." He does not appear. In the distance I see a house with a few trees around it and a small ravine behind it. I say, "His house is down in that ravine." I start walking towards the area, hoping to see his house once I have gotten to the edge of the drop off. It is not there. I'm very confused.
Some friends and I are sitting around my dining room table. We're playing a game or just hanging out. I can feel the wood grain of the table under my hand. It seems so real, but something is not right. I say aloud, "This is a dream!" There is a very loud BANG! Everything goes fuzzy and out of focus (like a camera that is set up wrong). I realize that I can hold the dream together. I can see colors and can hear still but can't really make out what I'm looking at. I know where everyone is sitting though. "I'm in charge" I think to myself. I turn to my right, towards one of my friends and tell him "Kiss me." He does. We make out for a few minutes. I can't see anything but I can feel him and I'm in total bliss. Things come back into focus slowly as I lose lucidity and fall back into standard dreaming.
I'm at the Outer Banks - not the real Outer Banks, but a surreal version of them. There is the open ocean to my left as I walk along a thin strip of a sand. To my right is calmer waters and past them a wooded shoreline. It's cold out. I'm walking alongside a nice looking young man. I keep telling him that we are walking where some movie was filmed. We walk into the calmer water on the right-hand side. He won't let me go too deep since I can't swim. He seems nice.
All i have is a short blip of memory from my dream last night, me and my ex are at like some kind of party in a big dirt field and we are talking then all of a sudden out of nowhere her new boyfriend that has a problem with us being friends runs up and try's to fight me, i have a broken leg and am wearing a jacket that he pulls over my head, after he pulls it over my head i pull my arms out and he stumbles pulling on the jacket and then I tackle him to the ground in mid stumble and am holding my ground against him, then i wake up...
I was living on a train with my family (Don't ask me why we lived on a train. We just did). We met up with a woman at some point in the dream. It was pretty wintry outside too, now that I think of it. Later on, I realized that the woman was going to blow up the train using my cat. Fortunately, I stopped her evil scheme and saved my cat along with it. I rewarded myself by watching Patton. Then as I was watching, my Mom grabbed my cat and planned to release him into the forest, which I promptly disagreed with. I think right then, I might've realized that I was dreaming. Unfortunately, that's when the dream ended too.
I'm a silver, female robot. My design is very smooth but art deco. I have a very large, round "skirt" as part of my robot body. I'm in the arms of a golden-colored male robot. The dream switches between first person view and third person perspective at times. I ask him if I am pregnant yet. I don't "feel" pregnant. I sense a wireless or radio signal emanate from his torso, beamed towards mine. Somehow my programming "knows" that I am now pregnant. The dream transitions to a more realistic setting. I am in my teens, living at my parents house. I have a baby that is a few months old. I fear that the baby will grow his first tooth and make feeding a problem. Sure enough, the baby suddenly has a tooth. I can't feed the baby and it won't let me sleep. Mom and Dad yell about the baby keeping them up. I cry at them, telling them that I am getting no sleep either. I try putting the baby in a cardboard box with air-holes, so that I don't have to look after it and can get some sleep, but that doesn't sit well with my conscious. I suddenly realize the baby can talk and try to strike a deal with him so that everyone can sleep.
Me and my family were traveling to Las Vegas (And I don't even gamble. What's up with that?). Apparently, I had a family that was falling apart or something like that. For some reason or another, I thought that if I could murder someone, I could unite my family again. Later on in the dream, I succeeded. I killed someone. On our last day visiting Vegas, I told everybody what I did as soon as we were clearing our hotel room. The response? I was abandoned by my family. And there you have it. Crime doesn't pay.
I was in a place that was rather hard to describe. The best I can muster up is that the place looked Egyptian, as if we were inside a pyramid or something. A lot of people were watching The Matrix Reloaded, and parts of the movie were coming true to life. I eventually did something wrong, and I went up near the top of the supposed pyramid. It was at that moment that I saw a big square hole on one of the outside floors. Inside the hole was a big silver wormlike thing. This thing claimed that he would help me, but I guess I didn't believe him. Then I realized the silver wormy was going to do something really bad to all those people inside the building, so I went back inside. And I was right. The thing showed up in a matter of minutes. With the help of a few others, I killed the silver thing and became a hero. Then I learned I was Neo. It ended, but it was cool while it lasted.
This one, I didn't count as a dream. The reason I say that is because I could remember it so clearly, even after dinner. But I decided I'll write it down, just in case it is. It certainly seems like a dream. I was living in a place that looked like a cozy cabin. I had a friend and my cat with me. Sometime later, I met my parents. Later, as the supposed dream went on, I found out some guy who looked like Darth Vader was my father, and I was being imprisoned by my fake parents. Me, my friend, and my cat tried to make an escape, but eventually we were caught by the fake parents. The end.
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