Hey friends, this didn't happen last night but I wanted to record a dream I had in the past that's important to my dream history. The background is I was very sick when I was about 13 or 14. I had gone to summer camp and came back with swine flu. Not sure if anyone remembers but swine flu had its course of importance a little while back. So, I had this sickness and was in bed or on the couch for a week. I had gone to bed one night at a normal time around midnight and had this interesting experience which tops any nightmare or bad dream I think I've ever had. Like most dreams it starts with being in another dream before. I was in this giant landscape that had a valley. The valley was inhabited by ropes for old wooden ships. It was a little bit of a game where my vision was changing between these wide spiral structures made from this rope but wasn't more than 30 or so yards off of the ground. I think I was trying to get through the rope in the structures. It's hard to explain the death dream but I was outside of someone's house and simultaneously in a cave. I know we die in dreams often and it's not really a big deal, sure we are dying and we believe it but it doesn't resonate far into waking reality and it doesn't have much to say about our lives, but this is the only time it was different for me. I was in a cave with several other people near me, but this dream seemed really important, like me and the people around me were taking part in something important and the feeling was that each of us was nervous and hoping the other would take more responsibility and control of the situation. I haven't been able to feel what other DCs were feeling in dreams, especially not one that was unpleasant, but this time I did. We were all nervous looking around at each other. The idea of this dream is that there's a boulder falling down onto one single person. That person is experiencing this boulder falling onto them. It's not like a job to hold it up, there's no purpose between the boulder and the person. The first part that made this dream intimidating is that the boulder is somehow simultaneously getting larger and smaller at the exact same time. The boulder is rumbling extremely loudly and shaking the entire cave. The boulder is more of an idea than a physical object getting bigger and smaller in my mind. Outside of the house, there is an RV camper to the left of me. There's two people in front of me, but the idea is that there's eight people there with us. The main idea is that we have to nominate someone to die out of the eight of us. This is where the death comes in. I can actually feel the chance that I will be chosen and executed. The two people in front of me are busy doing something, but I can feel eight people looking at me like it's my choice who gets killed. After this, my vision is of this spiral inwards. In the middle is this powerful white laser beam of light. I don't mean a white light I mean this thing could cause anything that touched it to disappear. This was death in the dream. I was at some point in the white laser beam getting blasted. In the dream, I was dying, but I was fighting against it with everything in me. I was not okay with dying. I've been shot in a western shoot-out, I've fallen off a cliff, but I somehow knew I was dying here. I was at the same time in the cave, the boulder had rolled down a ramp and now above me. I was supposed to carry this boulder that was gaining mass but at the same time getting smaller, but the mass was too heavy and I was struggling. At the same time, I was in this white laser beam at the center of this maelstrom fighting for my life. At the same time I was outside of a house next to an RV getting volunteered to be the one who dies in this one of eight game. I eventually woke up absolutely drenched in sweat early in the morning. It was still dark. When I woke up, I felt in a way that I had cheated death or somehow saw what it was but avoided it. I got some water and went back to my bed but was absolutely terrified of going back to bed. When I used to pray, I would pray for the normal things. But if I was ever lying in bed and thinking about dreams I've had and that particular death dream came up, I would send a prayer up that would guarantee I wouldn't have that dream ever again.
Bad night's sleep, horrendous recalls. This is what I can remember for the first part: Bxcxgds. EWRaf asgdsgkldj blaskfj? Adgldskgj! I woke up at maybe around 2:00 or 2:45 and was couldn't fall asleep due to various things on my mind. So I worked on some things until 3:30am and tried to go back to bed. Still took me a long time to fall asleep, but at least this recall isn't complete gibberish: I hiked up a mountain. It was at times forested, and at times dry rock -- totally different climates. At one point, I came across a boulder. It wasn't particularly immense or unique-looking, but it felt overwhelming, as if there's a really dense gravity field to it, and it feels like I'm thisclose to it all the time. It actually felt a little like the dreams I'd have when I have a fever. I'm not sure if I reached the top, or how long this went on. Eventually the dream fades, and I wake up.
12:00 AM I was mountain biking along. Past a golf course in and headed down a dirt road(recurring location) and came out above a lagoon(also a recurring location though it takes different forms outside the west side of my childhood hometown.) I was standing under some trees on some healthy green grass and off to my right was a tall waterfall that fed the lagoon about 100 feet below. I was trying to retrieve a time capsule(recurring?) Anyway I knew it was buried next to the cliff but I was bound to get it. The ground started to give way and as I started to slip I dug my left arm into a hole and stopped. So there I was stuck with my arm stuck in a hole and trying not to slip. I could see that my fall wouldn't end well on the boulders below...
1/11/11 - Mall Excursions Dream Non-dream Lucid The longer dream took place at a huge mall. I was at Barnes & Noble, my favorite place ever, but it was more like a library for some reason. My friend Angela was there, and told me that was where she worked. We sat down by a weird machine; Angela told me it was for donating or renting out books, but for awhile we used its many attached screens to watch NCIS. After awhile I decided to rent out my InuYasha books, since I'd already read them. Angela helped me put them on a sort of conveyer belt, which rolled through the machine and electronically stored the books elsewhere. At some point I changed my mind and wanted my books back. Angela didn't know what to do, though, so I called out, "Can I get some help from someone who actually knows what they're doing?!" The whole store was staring at me, and a man walked up to me. He asked if I'd donated some books, and explained that this machine was for donations only. I was pissed at Angela for screwing up. I told the man that there'd been a mistake, and asked for my books back. He said he could get them back for me, and sat down at a computer on the opposite end of the machine. After typing for awhile, he stood up and told me to go to the back of the store, and that my books were at the reception desk. I went to the back of the store and looked around. I saw a little podium labeled, "Reception," but saw no books there. I looked around some more and noticed a huge desk with lots of manga sitting on top, just a couple of feet away. I looked at all the books, but couldn't find mine. I did notice something labeled "Elemental135," but apparently it was the title of the manga. I also saw a Death Note book and, I think, some Dragonball Z. Finally I decided to go back to the man at the machine. "My books aren't there," I told him. He asked me what books I'd been looking for, and after some thought I remembered having InuYasha VizBig Edition, books 1-3. He went back to the manga I'd been looking at and pulled out a book, saying it was mine. I looked at it and it was something I'd never heard of before. I somehow ended up in a different scene. I was with B&N's owner's daughters, three little girls around ages 6-10. I was supposed to babysit them, and the owner and I were on friendly terms, so he trusted me. I found myself in a big room with a weird stairway formation that led to the ceiling. *The girls were all running to the highest point they could reach, in fear of something. They told me about an evil thing coming to get us. We climbed up the stairs and onto some banister-like things near the ceiling; it was pretty high up. Suddenly, through a large gap in the stair formation, I saw spurts of water shooting up in a circle. I asked the girls if it was the "evil thing" and they nodded. I told them it was just a fountain, and we were all relieved. Right then, their parents came home. I was switched to 3rd-person view, and saw myself, though I looked and acted like another person, a young woman with thick black hair, suddenly feign anger and yell, "Get down from there!" as if scolding the children. "I" jumped down to the floor, and a couple of the children fell from their perches in the banisters. I believe the were hurt. Their father rushed over, pissed, and ordered me to leave. I tried to explain about the "evil" fountain, and he said they had done the same thing earlier, and that they'd already been told it was just a fountain. I felt like, somehow, the children's memories had been erased. The father tended to his children. That was the end there, but I remember something else happening at the same mall. I was with someone, possibly Will, and we were in a small shop. It was empty except for a long counter at one end, where an old man, supposedly our grandpa, stood. On each side of the counter was a door. He went through the door on the left, and emerged with two baby bears on chain leashes. We were supposed to walk them, so Will and I each took a chain and took the bears out the door on the right, which led into the mall. I don't really remember where we walked. At some point we returned the bears to my grandpa, and repeated the process with a second set of cubs. We were still walking them when I woke up. I went back to sleep for a few hours, and had another dream. I remember being at my house with a new puppy, a pug or boxer. I think its name was Boulder. I was trying to decide where it would sleep, when it peed all over the bathroom counter, at which point I decided it would sleep in Will's room. Fin.
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