1st Dream: I was looking outside at the foggy misty rain that blanketed everything. It was so dark, and the mist was so fine yet it was coming down like rain. In the distance there was lightning bolts constantly flashing. I thought that I wouldn't be working in such conditions and went to my cousin's house (who I also work with) to see if he agreed. When I got there, he was gettin g ready to go and I said that it was too dangerous. He mentioned something about the 'bolt pings' and that they'd be set up IF it got too dangerous. I argued that it already was. He seemed to think that I just wanted to stay home in-line with my lazy nature but I DID think it was dangerous. I thought "I mean, all the air is saturated with humidity and there are massive lightning bolts going through it." After I woke up I pondered the dream. 2nd Dream: I was at my house (which wasn't my house at all, but it was some in-fill two-storey, but in the DREAM it was my house) and was going to be baby-sitting my little cousin who is 10. Her parents came with her to tell me the particulars etc. and they brought some movies. They asked me when I was planning to watch my movies (as I often do) and I said about 7. So it was decided that my cousin's bedtime would be 7. So they convinced me to watch some movies with my cousin before she went to bed and let me pick out of the ones that they had rented. There were two Tim Allen movies (aside from the Toy Story trilogy which they also brough) but I don't remember what they were, and two Tom Hanks movies, I think. I was thinking how I hadn't seen a particular Tim Allen movie in a long time, when they brought out the Indiana Jones Trilogy. So I decided on that. They commented that I "just like anything with Harrison Ford in it" which is often true, I thought, but not always. So I told my cousin to pick which one she wanted to see, not including the Temple of Doom, and I revealed that I had them on Blu-ray so we'd watch them like that, to the surprise of everyone. Then my mom revealed that she and my brother were going to play a game based on Toy Story 3 and for some reason I wanted to play it, but 'knew' that I couldn't unless I had seen toy story 3 already, which I wasn't too keen on doing. When I woke up I decided to see if I could get any deals on Indiana Jones Blu-Rays.
1) I am going to my local supermarket. I see one of my friends walking in the other direction surrounded by girls. I then pass another of my friends, who waves. We get to the supermarket and he is there. We agree to meet up at my house. When we get there, there is one of my brother's friends there. I get a slice of meat pizza from the tabletop and he asks if he can have one too. I say yes. I take another piece and wake up, hungry. 2) I see the onion that I am growing on my windowsill. It is not green and healthy, but blue, and a little mouldy. The dream ends. 3) I am taking a present to my old best friend (appears a lot in my dreams) and I hand it over without saying a word. I start to walk away, but when I get out into the road, the present (a notebook) is thrown back at me. I pick it back up and walk sadly off. 4) (The next two dreams are probably paired, separated by an awakening) I am going to the dentist's. We park the car, but I spot a butterfly. It is white and I follow it. It flies up a huge wall (looking like an Aztec temple) and I begin to climb it. Another family come to join us. I climb for a little while more, but give up. I climb back down and go to the dentists. We sit in a circle, and listen to what he says. Apparently, he will do the treatment, one at a time. My friend and I go to the sea, by the forest. She gets in the sea, two steps, and then I notice it gets so much deeper, like in all of my dreams. "SARAH!!!!" It is too late. She is in the deep part, and I know what will happen, because it happened to me before. I grab her hand and haul her out, I slip a little and nearly fall in, but manage. Then I go to the dentist. He tells me to put this patch on. I don't really feel anything. Then I leave (this is where I suspect the awakening to be) 5) I am trying to get off school. It's a bit patchy, because I can take time off whenever I want. I also have an evil ringtone. It starts to ring, "oh no! We've gotta turn it off!!!!" ect. The dream ends there.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Good morning! Didn't dream much last night... I got one fragment and one dream. Still something! 8.45: Schweird School I'm in a shop of some sort. It's filled with fishing tools and different gadgets. I grab a folding rule and head for the cashier. The guy behind the counter is doing something on a computer. I glimpse what he's doing and I see that the CD in the computer is called something like: "Sexy" and he quickly shuts the window down. He takes the folding rule and tells me how much it is. Then gives me another choice. I can do him a favour instead of paying. I don't think it sounds like a good idea and tells him I just want to pay for it. After a minute or so we agree on a deal which was even worse. I now have to do something for him, but I don't really know what. The dream changes and I'm in a classroom. I have to go and get something from english class, and the people around me describe where the classroom is located. "You will never make it in time though" one of them tells me. I don't care and decide to run there. I leave the classroom and the school and I start running. The gravity is fucked up as always when I try to run, but after a few tries with different running "techniques" I get it right, and I'm running fast! I run towards the building where the english class is supposed to be, and I meet my friend Felix at the door. I see he's around ten years younger than he is now, and we talk for a while. "Omg this is the wrong place" I tell myself and I tell Felix I have to go. I now remember where the class is supposed to be! It's in the centre. I run into the centre and I meet an old classmate of mine. He's giving out free papers and I feel bad for him. We talk for a while and walk towards the entrance of my goal. Alot of people are pouring out and I push myself past them. The place is filled with tables and party things. There's beer on the table and I see my english teacher. We start talking in english and I rant on about something important... Suddenly she realises she can't speak in english anymore and laughs. I grab a Bacardi Breezer and starts drinking. 13.30: Fragment * I'm watching a bunch of famous people's faces. They all morph and I recognise one of them as an old friend, which I point out to Monica. Amount of sleep: 10 hours Food before bed: Soup, 2 omega-3 pills, 50mg B6. 9.00: Porridge, 2 omega-3 pills, 50mg B6. That's it! The WBTB at 8.45 went to shit. That's all I gotta say. Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!
I was unsure if these were short dreams or dream fragments...nonlucid but decided to post anyways... Dream 1 I was in a space with no distinct walls or ceiling. A bunch of people I knew were standing around pretending to be conjoined twins by wearing large shorts. One of my recurring DC's was looking around for someone to get with but nobody wanted to be with him. Dream memory ends... Dream 2 All I remember is one of my friends walking down a dirt road. Also there is a vague memory of a car from a previous dream. Dream 3 Longest and most clear. I swear I saw Matt Smith, the 11th doctor from Doctor Who. Then I was with a bunch of people, getting autographs from some guy who was apparently a stunt double or stand-in for David Tennant when he was the 10th doctor. I heard his name but I don't remember it. I was standing around and he asked me if i had gotten an autograph. I said no and he gave me a white piece of paper which probably had his signature on it - as well as my own. Strangely I remember the individual letters of my name being clear and readable. Then the memory seems of skip and I find myself talking to the guy; he seemed very upset. I said something along the lines of "Only in jest, how did it feel being a stunt double for David Tennant?" He responded in a hurt and sarcastic voice: "Oh yes, in jest..." and I remember him going into a trailer door. I also remember looking down at his shoes. They weren't David Tennant's shoes, they were some kind of indistinct brown smudgy shoes. His coat was a different color too.
Woke up abruptly, but I remember having some kid sit in my lap. She really liked me, and wanted me to go to her Christmas play that was going on Friday at five. I looked at her really hard and said "In the morning!". And she said "uh-huh". I asked her the location, and she said it was a church I've never heard of. Reluctantly I told her I'd try to make it, and I tried calling someone to see if they could give me directions.
i dont remember this dream really i just no that at one point i was at a cabin in the woods and at another point someone was trying to scare me in order to gain some sort of reward maybe itl come back to me through out the day and i can update this
I'm in sort of a control room with some large glass windows for walls, knowing that I'm dreaming. I'm telling to myeslf a few times "remember that you're dreaming", but I don't do any RCs or things to stabilize. The whole dream seems a bit shaky and unstable, but it's quite vivid. I go out from the control room, and I'm now in the living room in my family's cabin. My friend E, a massive body builder type, comes towards me. - "You gotta come back to the party", he says. - "No, I don't", I reply. "You see, this is just a dream." He looks at me with the normal empty stare my DCs tend to get when I tell them it's all just a dream. I take a step closer to him and slap him in the face. I slap him pretty hard, but I can't feel all that much in my hand. - "See? If this wasn't a dream, that would really hurt". He nods slowly, but still with the empty look on his face. I find out I want to try and play guitar in an LD, so I turn around and there is my favourite acoustic in its case. I take it out of the case and start playing, while still walking around a bit. First I look at the fretboard and play something reasonably normal, but I then pick up speed. A lot. At one point I stop looking at the fretboard and myself playing, and it's more like walking around and listening to Tommy Emmanuel play, but the song is really cool (wish I could remember it!). I decide to go outdoors to fly to another place, but here the dream starts fading away to black, and I wake up. I try to DEILD into another dream, but I come to the conclusion I'm too awake and it's too late in the morning, so I open my eyes. All in all not that great an LD, both in content and lucidity. However, as long as I don't drink or smoke or anything, I now seem able to have an LD every night with a WBTB
There is a castle in Umbria, Italy which I want to buy its about $10 million anyways I left my body and went there in my dream and I met a former Countess of the castle who was angry with me and told me that I needed to leave. I left immediately...this was the second time I experienced separation from my body and my spirit without the use of a drug.
Dream 1: Paper Party I was at a big party thrown by someone at my school. I went upstairs in their house and began making paper. Then I went home and tried to make paper wirelessly... I found a way to make paper using my wireless router but it was malfunctioning and there were only two inch pieces. There was a lot more detail but I can't explain it and it would be boring. Fragment: I was a fashion designer trying to design a good collection.
September 29 Synopsis: I teach about DMT, I have no idea why! Later, I dream of artists who must create art, or die DMT Teaching I'm in a strange school created and consisted of only students. That's right, there are no teachers. Were just a bunch of weird adults who got together and set this building aside for classes. Then we just collectively decide what we want to learn about, and someone within the group magically volounteers to teach it. Well, we set up a DMT class, complete with scientific diagrams. It was time for class to start! The room gets quiet. . . . Still quiet. Very quiet, it's awkward now. We stare at each other waiting for someone to say or do something. Okay, enough of this, I'll teach this class since everyone else is too afraid to do so! I take the students and lead them through the diagrams. There were lots of questions and concerns about DMT. I tried to answer these concerns explaining that DMT is natural and released by the body. But then I doubted myself and thought.....why am I teaching this class!! I don't even do drugs!! I woke up after flipping out. Zombie Artists I watched a film about these artists. Except, I was really watching myself interact with the artists in the film, transforming the film into a first perspective dream. One female artist looked like a goth, dark, tattered clothing. Thick black make up, spiky hair. Suddenly she turns around and I think she's about to throw up, because I see something oozing out of her face. But when she turns back to face me, black oil was pouring out of her cheeks and her eyes. She explains, she has to continue making the art she makes, or else - she'll become so ill with oil she won't even be human anymore. After watching the movie me and my friend sit on the couch talking about, how weird and deep it was. I woke up after that
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I don't remember a lot. I just remember an ending to a dream. At least I think it was the ending. I was in this resteraunt (it switched from that and a small building with some chairs back and forth) and there was this lady interviewing another woman about her dog. (apparently it was special or something) I heard barking and looked through the window I was next to, and there was this little dog barking at me, and it dragged this big golden lab over a little by it's leg. I immediately jumped through the window (there wasn't any glass) and checked the dog. It was really injured, I concluded it must've been hit by a train because there were train tracks a few feet from where I was. I called for help, and looked up and the lady being interviewed was there, she looked sad after seeing the hurt dog. And then I saw this other woman, standing on top of the hill we were on (it was a very gentle slope, hardly a hill) and she had a small handgun pointing right at me. I immediately reacted and pulled out 2 44.'s (type of handgun, you know the revolver kind from westerns, but smaller) one on her, and another on the hurt dog. Apparently the dog was beyond saving, but she didn't want us to kill it. (to put it out of it's pain of course) And I tried to negotiate, telling her how it would end the dog's pain etc. etc. but she wouldn't listen. Eventually she shot at the other lady next to me (why not me, the one with the guns?) but it only made a green muzzle flash and a shooting noise. She tried shooting about 7 more times, when I yelled "HA! They're blanks!" jumped up from my knees next to the dog and shot her 2-3 times. And then a cop came and got her. (late much?) I don't remember anything after that. I've realized that my dreams are becoming more and more violent lately..
I had a dream last night, I remember making a conscious decision to accept what was happening to me in the dream, although I was not aware I was dreaming. I assume this dream was triggered by the song I was listening to as I fell asleep named "2012" by The World Alive. I was standing on what I believed to be my grandmother's porch with my family inside, although upon waking I realized there was no resemblance to her house whatsoever. After eating what I believe to be Thanksgiving dinner I heard a hissing coming from outside. Upon walking outside I realized this hissing was a strong wind. I came to the conclusion that the world was ending and an asteroid had landed somewhere in Korea. I came to accept the reality that my life was ending and in my final moments, with my family screaming in horror for me to return inside their home I held out my arms as if to invite death to take me away. I stood there in a T shape, praying to someone, possibly god, possibly just a greater power, for a few moments before the light consumed me. I awoke to the realization I was alive. I smiled, and headed off.
★★☆☆☆ 09/29/10 Jesse is my third cousin once removed. Or something. We don't really get along. In this universe, however, we apparently travel together like the brothers from Supernatural. Jesse and I have been abducted by aliens. I'm looking around the room, which appears to be a workshop. There are sturdy wooden tables are laid out at right angles throughout the room, and they're covered in various projects, models and mock-ups. The concrete walls are wallpapered with sketches and equations. Also, we're in a space station orbiting Earth. "Welcome!" says one of the aliens, as it moves towards us. He has his skinny arms raised in welcome. His skin is blue on the top, and fades to peach underneath. He has a dome-shaped head, and a wide smile. "Welcome to our benevolent kingdom, humans! Our benevolent ruler sends his greetings." "They're kind of friendly, aren't they?" says Jesse, under his breath. "So... what do you want?" I ask him. The alien smiles wider. "I'm glad you asked. We have many questions about your civilization." Jesse puffs himself up, and I make a gesture with my hand. "Go on." "We need to know, specifically, about the Catholic church." he says. He brings us over to a model of my hometown's cathedral. "Our benevolent ruler came to know of this society through the storyteller called 'Dan Brown'. You see, our society is an advanced, rational civilization. Our benevolent ruler believes that we should 'add some chaos to the mix', and has decided to use your Church as a model." "I'm Protestant." says Jesse. "I'm not." I mutter. "Nevertheless, you have been chosen to grace us with this information. It is a great honour," he says, meeting my eyes. I read his intentions there. Once he has his information, he'll have no more use for us. We'll be disposed of, lethally. I smile brightly. "Jesse, why don't you tap into humanity's collective consciousness and bring up the data our host is asking for? I'll help clean up, and answer any questions he has in the meantime." Ignoring Jesse's flabbergasted expression, I turn back to the alien scientist. "Would that be satisfactory?" "Humanity has a collective consciousness?" asks the alien, looking interested. "Humanity. Has a collective consciousness." says Jesse flatly. "What the flying fuck -" I grab him by the arm and whisper in his ear. "Meditate. Gather the energy we need to teleport the hell out of here." "So!" I say to the alien as I pick up a rag. "What do you want to know?" skip I throw down the rag next to Jesse. He opens his eyes and blinks up at me. "Not that I'm upset you're trying to save our lives," I say, "But if this takes any longer, you'll be paying in chores for a month." He glares. "I could just leave you here." "You can't kill kin." I tell him. Scare Factor: 2/10
Fragments: Spurned 1 I'm playing a video game, but the shifting nature of dreams makes the rules of the game less than stable. Assigning and dispatching heroes and troops doesn't exactly make a lot of sense, and as soon as I think I have a handle on it, the rules change. Before I've fully grasped the rules, I'm attacked by another player, Jenny O. She's relentless and attacks me over and over again. Spurned 2 Clarity: 4/10 Importance:2/10 Sleep: Poor Sleep Position: Unknown Jenny O is being really vicious, yelling at me and turning all her friends against me. The lynch mob keeps growing as I try to leave and get away from this bullshit. Finally, a couple of guys in her corner decide to try and get violent. They attack but I take them out without effort. Yet more guys threaten violence, but I'm not worried in the least and try to point out how easily I dealt with the last two, I again hurry to leave, but the lynch mob follows, yelling at me. Then 4 of them wheel in on motorbikes, but the guys riding them are like cyborgs. One has chains with spiked iron balls in the end for arms, and the others have various limbs replaced with various weapons as well. As the ball and chain one drives by me, I grab his chain arm and use it take out all of them in one mighty swing. The bikers break apart like they were made of lego, their weaponized limbes flying off. I keep going, trying to get away, and have almost made it off the military base. As I cut through a foot path, I see what at first appear to be zombies rising out out of the ground all around me. But as I look closer they are some kind of cross between zombies and flesh eating plants, writhing around in the darkness. I book out of there. There is now someone running with me, and we come to a field at the school. As we turn the corner of some bushes, there is a humongous UFO above us. We hide in the bushes to avoid being seen by it's occupants. It try to get a better look at the UFO, but it's just a huge dark shapeless mass in the sky. I can't exactly see it, but it's presence is overwhelming. Fragments: Publishing a Comic I have a comic book I've come up with based on some characters from a game I was playing, and the comic was backed and published by Betty White. She wend ahead and printed the first issue without much input from me, letting the artist have his way with it. I think that worked out better than if I had been involved. I have the initial batch of comics in a bag but when I show them to someone, he says it's the same page printed over and over. I look and one comic has all page 1, the next has all page 2, the next all page 3, and so one. The ones after that have random colors, some are black and white, some have only one color. It's a printing catastrophe.
I was supposed to meet C for a date, and I got a call from her from her about a minute after she left. She said that she couldn't make it and I shouldn't waste my time. When I hung up the phone, I ran the conversation through my head, and realized her voice sounded like D was impersonating a girl. I headed to the area where I was supposed to meet her at, and I ended up getting interviewed by some strange man. I forget what the job was for, but the guy had on heavy makeup, and there were girls everywhere. I sat at this long table and he was asking me various questions about my work ethic while a girl at his end and my end of the table was playing with our faces. They were playing with our eyes to be specific. The girls were forcing them open, and one of them told me to not look the guy in the eyes. I found just about everything weird. Once things looked like it was over, one of the girls kept flirting with me, and her friend was jealous . Her friend was trying to tell her that I didn't like her at all, and that it was all physical. I was at a lost of words, as she walked out. I was more or less waiting for the girl who liked me to say that I was genuine, but she left too.
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