Morning of August 29, 2016. Monday. My dream curiously starts out at the King Street boarding house (where I have not been since the early 1990s). I do have some memories of my present life status but it is distorted and also changes before my dream ends. I start mowing the lawn, but oddly, for whatever indeterminable reason, continue to mow all the way to the north side of La Crosse via the causeway through the marsh (though which is more like normal land in my dream). I may in fact be working for the street department as I did in real life, though that was mostly for Onalaska. I feel very happy and satisfied as I somehow walk all that way, while mowing yet, without getting tired, even somehow casually mowing over some rather large bushes with thick trunks. I feel a bit helpful for others in the area in doing this. Strangely, without even considering it odd or impossible, I end up at the corner of Hamilton Road and Stadcor Street in Wavell Heights (Brisbane, Australia), instead of where I should be, that is, George Street and Sill Street (Wisconsin, America). On this composite corner of the two locations, where we never lived in reality (though we did live on Stadcor Street farther down from Hamilton Road), there is another version of my family, though I am somewhat confused about it as I am also there (rather - “another me”). My “other” son Lorenzo, a child of the “other” us, is playing near the street. About four police officers are near our front entrance talking with the “other” us. Our house resembles a composite of our present home, the Stadcor Street house, and the Barolin Street house. They apparently had brought Lorenzo home after he had unknowingly wandered off. I start to mow “our” front yard, but the officers remind me that my job is to only mow the public areas. From here, I mow along what is either Stadcor Street or Sill Street but which ends in an area similar in appearance to where it would have begun near the George Street turn off, not at the end of the street on the other side. The particular corner lot also seems rotated ninety degrees north to east as well as duplicated to the north. This puzzles me quite a bit even though my memory of the composite could not be right anyway (due to the fact it is a composite and not a real layout). I am not sure where I should continue from here, though it is not quite a dead-end, as there may be an intersection that would imply either Corowa Street or Wood Street (though which would imply Loomis Street is “missing”). As I continue to try to only now work out where I am, I notice a large unlikely feature in the center of the empty lot which now seems to be a park. It looks just like an old mausoleum. This gives me a very eerie sense of mortality and I am soon wary about where I am. Still, I consider that it may not actually be a mausoleum, as why would there only be one in the center of a public park? Looking more closely, I see a large clock face over what would otherwise be the entrance, which seems like a miniature version of Big Ben. This slowly convinces me that it may not be a mausoleum (as why would a large clock face block a mausoleum entrance) but perhaps meant as a city tribute of some kind. I am still in awe over the very eerie and ancient-looking feature and I do not go any farther. (I do not recall the time that was on the clock as I did not note it while in my dream. It may have indicated the real time, though this is not certain).
I was in some city, it was a really dark evening. It was a district with old buildings, sealed off from the rest of city due to escaped prisoner, only three streets of this district were available. Most people hidden in homes, those who just wanted to drive to another district and got caught by blockade were sitting in their cars. The streets were mostly empty, there was one car and a police van. I was wandering the streets, trying to find some shelter. I was wearing a dark gray hoodie and sticked to the shadows. I followed one street and got closer to police van - it was empty. I looked to nearby car and saw a man in dark gray hoodie, he looked like me. Then I saw incoming group of people, I asked the man inside the car to open doors, but he just sat there motionless. When they were close enough to attack, I jumped back and ran away to another street. I heard some speaker talking about some strange disturbance in sealed area of the district. I decided to run back and find a way to another district or some shelter, but I expected to see that prisoner and when I was back on that street, he appeared again. This time there was no police or any other car. I tried to stealthily get to district exit, but the man appeared again. We fought, my strikes seemed like they had no real force. He smiled, everything went black. I found myself in some hotel with two people. We were going to some restaurant. I looked at one of balconys and saw that man with whom I fought before. I ignored him. We got to the restaurant and got our table - we've signed in on false names. I heard someone from the staff say that muslims were not allowed inside, so I thought about bringing one there. Then a woman appeared from thin air and joined us at our table. She had short brown hair.
Wasn't able to write this up straight away but I'll try remember what I can.. Dream I think this was a dream where me and someone else were running from this ape-like beast. At some point I think I was climbing across a few beams.. I saw my hands and became lucid, but I woke shortly after. I was too tired for a lucid and eventually fell back asleep to the same dream.
I'm not going to be fully detailed with this entry but it was weird. I was in my house and with Dawn but he was half furry or animal. I jumped on his back and told him that we would do the dhl mission together but that we needed to get MadMonkey. MadMonkey's voice came up how I imagined it but when Dawn was walking to the room with me Dawn's voice changed and MadMonkey didn't take a form but ended up vanishing. Dawn's voice sounded like Eye's voice but it was somewhat different. Than Dawn dissapeared and reappeared next to me. When I entered the room Dawn followed and we sat on the bed. I asked him to show me his true form. He said okay and changed and fell into my hand. He was the size of a small hand stuff toy but he looked like a baby cat with redish pink skin and no fur. His eyes were closed as well. I told him he was cute and kissed him. He stayed in that form for a bit than moved until he collapsed and changed into a red puff of smoke. He than tried going inside me. I tried pushing him back but most of him already got inside of me. I knew that these characters that go in me are apart of me but gosh, I disliked it that way. Anyways I was now being pushed downward and falling at a fast speed. The dream world now became a huge white space with blacks 0s and objects going up as I went down. I could see for a few seconds the outline of the cat form pushing me down. I got a thought about a myth where if you fall down from a very high height in a dream and hit the ground you die. I heard about it from friends when I was a little girl. Anyways I decided that I wasn't going to let myself be pushed around and flew in a U turn up and bursted through the 0's. Than just kept going up and as I flew I thought about waking up. What I got though was a FA where I was staying at my sister's house and it was nightime but she wanted to watch a movie with this guy. I didn't want to watch it because supposedly the movie involved a grandma becoming a spirit and going on a dramatic family adventure. It was also a comedy. I remember hearing the Grandma ask for skittles too in the movie.
Updated 08-29-2016 at 05:05 PM by 67570
#493 – DILD – 9:08AM There is some preliminary dream about my wife looking very Asian. I am taken aback by this, but quickly have a false memory that this is how she is supposed to be. I have warm feelings of love and communicate this to her as I normally do in waking life. Now it's a false awakening and I decide to just go ahead and sleep on the floor... or did I wake up there? I have the thought that the uncomfortable sleep should help me induce a lucid dream since I have been failing all morning. As I try to have a WILD, my wife starts talking and asking questions about what I am doing. Typical dream wife! I don't get too annoyed, but I do my best to ignore her. As I watch her groping hand over the edge the bed looking to make contact with me, I mumble something about trying to have a lucid dream. Suddenly, I am overly worried about waking up on time for work. I know I must have set the alarm for 5am but I need to make sure. I get up and try to check the alarm clock on the dresser, but none of the buttons are working and the digits are distorted. There is a VCR next to the alarm clock that I take for granted, but the time is all zeros. Frustrated, I leave the bedroom looking for my cell phone, but quickly notice it's in my right pocket. I pull it out and hit the side button. The screen dimly lights up for just a second and then fades out. Then I finally get it! What if I am already in a dream? I do a quick half-assed nose plug and agree that this is indeed a lucid dream. At that point, the dream becomes dark and I nearly wake up, but I quickly stabilize by crawling and peering into the darkness – my usual bag of tricks. The dream quickly stabilizes and I stand back up. I look around the dream environment and notice that I am in the first house I ever purchased back when I first started lucid dreaming. There is no irony here, just time distortion. Forgetting that, I become over-whelmed with euphoria that I am lucid dreaming and shout, “OH LUCID DREAMING! HOW I'VE MISSED YOU!” Then at a normal tone, “I did it. I really did it.” I notice a large, old-looking, child's book on the floor. I try to read it. I name off some random words that appear out of the alphabet soup swimming on the pages. I decide this random garbage isn't worth my time and throw the book away. I decide to leave the house but find the back door is missing. I find this mildly curious, but I don't let it deter me as I swiftly move to the front. I pause at the other exit and think about the daylight and the grass I just saw outside the large pained window in the living room. I use expectation to enter that world and not the dark abyss that sometimes grips me when I transition areas. My efforts pan out, but I do notice the somber, overcast sky. The grass is looking really dry with a lot of brown patches. I recall my dream goal to talk to an animal; I had a really funny dream about a talking rooster the night before and wanted to repeat some of that experience. This time a large white husky type dog comes running to me. He's so excited to see me. He dashes around me letting me pet him a little then runs circles around me. After a moment of play, I mentally tell him to talk and he quickly reminds me of the dog from the movie Up “OH my master. I am so happy to see you.” Something about this is disappointing and I decide to mimic the chicken from my other dream hoping to recapture the humor there. I say, “Cockadoodledoo maaannn.” Yes the chicken from my dream sounded like an old burned out hippie. The reply I get is total unexpected and that's what I love about my dreams. I hear an echoing answer from across the street, but it's no chicken that I can tell. How do chickens sound when they talk? Not like this, I suppose. Certainly not like the dream that had me laughing all day. No, the voice sounds like a little boy and I am curious to find it's owner. We play a quick game of Marco Polo, stoner rooster edition, and I am taken across a large yard to a barbed-wire fence. Because of the nature of dreams, I know this could turn into a tangled mess so I quickly decide to phase right through the wire. There is some fight, but I mange just fine. I sense the boy is calling to me from this old farm house that's now in my sights, but just before I reach it, the dream switches to black and I wake up. Damn the luck!
Mike & were moving into a shelter for some reason but this shelter was like this one I was in when I was 15. It was a house that foster kids stay in temporarily while they await being transferred to a foster home, group home etc. We were being shown around & told the routine of chores, meal times, our room & so on. It was really odd. But it seemed like it was some kind of normal stop over place. Like ppl were traveling & had to keep moving around. Like ppl were taking in other ppl on their journeys. Still have a/c issues & my nose hates me.
had some dreams but they were all really abstract, one had white chocolate and I got washed over some cliff with giant white choc mountains idk Anyway I spent about 2 and a half hours trying to WILD, I will attempt again. I kept falling a sleep then trying again. In the end I got a super vivid false awakening of someone coming out from under the bed and woke up OO. Then I ran out of time. But I felt id had a nice rest anyway.
Night of 8/27/16 Fragments. Big property. In the woods. I've been here before. Horses there. Argument over who owns it. My husband Copper and I got in a fight. He left. I don't hear from him for 3 weeks. I realize I deleted him from my phone contacts. Have trouble remembering his number in my dream but I do. I call him. He doesn't want to talk to me. Is over us. He is living with his parents again. I show up. We have words. Can't remember them. He asks if I want to go grocery shopping with him. I realize I don't see his truck. I'm confused. Then he jumps in to a big semi cab. There are several seats and it looks more like the cabin of a space shuttle. And older man climbs in with us. I'm disappointed because I wanted us to have time to talk. Copper starts to drive. I can't figure out how to buckle myself in to a seat. He's driving and talking with the old man and somehow I mention "well I haven't seen or talked to him in 3 weeks" and the old man starts to talk about marital problems and how it will work out. And then we go to park but for some reason we now have a trailer behind us and copper leaves the drivers spot to let someone else park and the trailer starts to swing and copper jumps out to fix something on the back of the cab because it's not stabilizing the cab and I realize he's out there and were swinging toward a grove of trees and I jump out to get him clear. But then it crashes and I can't find him. But then were lost in the woods and There's a community out there and they have taken copper to their healer and he's okay and I'm thinking "oh no I need to call in to work" and I'm trying to email my boss and tell her I won't be in to work. And copper and I are talking and joking about how now he can bring our cat home. And in my dream I get my two cats confused- the one that my husband and I have and the one my ex husband and I have and I can't remember the right name to use.
Bed 9:15pm - 3:30am Dream around 1am: I'm on some planet. I live on one side which is highly evolved. Somehow I end up on the other side. I'm being chased by some young guy. At first I'm in a house with some others. Then I start running back to my side. Going through buildings, stores, corridors, escalators. A busy city with many buildings. I dive into doors, shops, hide behind counters and furniture. But there are glass features everywhere. Walls, doors. I always peak out at them and they always see me. I keep running. Finally get to some place underground. Like a wide road tunnel. The road forks here. I feel a bit more safe, because it's close to the border and some female from the "good side" is there directing people. She sends me to Immigration lane 2. I tell her I am citizen, I don't need lane 2. But she says they can admit me there too. So I hop on the escalator behind another woman and the sign above me says Immigration 2. I get "back home". Talking to some family at the dinner table. I mention the "wrong side" but they correct me that they are just the "other side", not wrong or bad. I have a feeling they had a chance to evolve with us, but they chose to remain less evolved so they can keep more freedom.
So I had a dream that I could hangout with Sans and Papyrus in the real world but then Sans suddenly realised that I was the anomaly who kept reseting the game over and over, causing him to suffer. So he decided to do the same with me, and he kept reseting my dream, for a while the dream kept repeating untill suddenly I was in a dark room, completely black and I was in some sort of Bath tub. Then a text appeared saying, "You feel the presence of both Papyrus and Sans, who would you like to see?" I picked Sans and then I slowly turned my head and saw Sans looming above me, staring me down without his pupils (?). He then grabbed hold of my wrist and said, "You committed 417 Sins...Judgement is mine now." He then stabbed me in the heart and I woke up.
Fragment I was a witcher in white orchard, fighting with monsters that attacked a village. Dream I was in a car, driving on the road placed in between fields, from village to village. It was a warm and bright evening, there were beams of light and orange glow of descending sun. O stopped in a really small village with two or three cottages. The was a fireplace with people gathered around. I met a brunette woman with long hair, she was wearing a purple blouse and jeans. We had a short conversation, when we ended she agreed to go on a date with me. Seeing that my car disappeared I borrowed a bike from someone and drove home to prepare. Next day I searched around the house to find something for a date, I wanted to take something from shop but I haven't had money with me. There were also stocks of random products in my barn as someone made it a warehouse, but I couldn't take anything from there. When I was about to finally go on that date I was told to urgently go to school. A student exchange program started. They drove us to find village, but forgot about and we had to find our way back. We could choose one of two ways, we checked right first but there were dangerous snakes in there. We checked the left one, it was a dense jungle. On the way through we met a couple of lions, they were roaring at us. I told everyone to just go calmly like me, but they didn't listened and had to run from mad lions while I just walked calmly. We took the right way and this time it led us to school, we met with some teacher who talked about some kind of errand he needs a volunteer for. Everyone tried to get themselves out of it, in the end he have chosen me.
I have to explain what happened before this dream. Mike & I took were really stressed out. We got unexpected news that his boss was demoted. They told her she could either be fired or moved to another plant. It was a big blow on so many levels. No one is safe at Mike's job now. They lied & said the firings were over but restructuring will continue, which really means more firing. When the 5th biggest company in the world by yours company there is no rhyme or reason anymore. It's a long story but in the end we were both really exhausted from it all.... Anyway I decided to do a meditation before bed about needing a spirit guide or some sign in my dreams of ways for me to contribute to our household by looking online for a side job that I could do online. I can't work a regular job due to medical reasons & I have looked before but I just couldn't find one.... So while I was meditating a woman w/ short hair appeared in my head. I've seen her pop in there before one other time. Hence the dream that follows... About the meditation. I merged the whole "See, Hear, Feel" method w/ a new meditation that involves self discovery & betterment of my soul. D1: I was looking for information in my dream & a boy brought me a book. I then encountered the same woman I have seen twice now during my meditations & finally in my dream. I showed her the book & she smiled like we had found just what we were looking for. I believe she may be one of my spirit guides.... There were men coming so we hid crouched under a staircase. D2: I had a dream of Nebulus. Sorry Neb but I don't remember the specifics, except that it was the real you, not the Nebulus you. I woke up quickly & ran to the bathroom to blow my nose. I still am not feeling much better but I got some meds for it which is helping. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Side Notes-Purple Astral Projection/AP-Brown/OOB
Not a whole lot recalled this morning, but certainly a bizarre one either way. But first...a not so bizarre one! I was being made fun of by yet another guy I knew from high school. Accurately to real life, this was a guy who used to make fun of me back in the day. However, it appears my dream self is feeling awful pissed off and courageous lately! In the middle of making fun of me, I turn from my locker, walk up to him, and punch him square in the jaw. He fell on the floor, unconscious. All around me were hushed gasps. I turned to the head adult in the room and began ranting like crazy. "You have to understand, this has been going on for ages now, and none of you do ANYTHING about it. What am I supposed to do? Just sit here?? No! I won't! I refuse! I'm not going to stand for this crap anymore! ... I'm starting to notice a recurring trend in my latest dreams: A lot of random people I knew in my high school keep showing up, and often times it ends up being people who I really disliked back in the day, often due to them making fun of me. What's the significance? Not sure. But it definitely keeps happening! And as you can see...my dream self is SICK of it. Now for the strange one! Guess what? It involves another high schooler I knew, only this one thankfully wasn't one I hated. AND YET. He was the cause of conflict in this dream. I was in a pretty big town, standing outside. The sun was setting, but it was very cloudy, giving the sky a dull look. The guy I mentioned, call him N, comes up to me and says he has to stop me. "Stop me? What did I do?" His response? Well, just what you'd expect. He shouted and grew 50ft in size. Must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed that morning. Despite the oddness of the situation, I was quite reasonably freaked out! I screamed and ran as fast as my legs could carry me, N stomping his way behind me, each footstep an earthquake. That's all I can recall on that one. It's like all my high school memories are coming back to get me...
In one of them I thought my girlfriend had a harry back but really she was taking off her sweater or sweatshirt. Then another version of her came in the scene and she said, that's my twin! My gf doesn't have a twin though... In another dream I'm searching for stuff on a bed. Don't know what I am looking for. There seems to be someone from my girlfriends family that asks why we are not married yet and I feel like the guy doesn't like me. In yet another dream I think I must of asked a lady to walk with me and we start walking and begin to talk. I could actually hear what was being said by me and her it wasn't very much talk because I was startled a what I said and she replied what then I woke up... In another dream I am trying to explain to someone something. I remembered what it was when I woke up but now I can't remember.
I dreamt about my liking of the color grey in a grey room
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