2022 May 3rd Dream: I'm somewhere with H, at or near some kind of compound. His dad or a friend of his dad's is around too. There's something about precious stones in the compound, they spawn at random and in areas inhabited by some unusual creatures. It's not a nature reserve or anything like that, it's more like it's been abandoned despite still being apparently owned by someone. One of these strange creatures is a cat thing, the size of a dog and with more legs. It wants scratches but I'm wary of it, as it also wants to escape if given a chance, so I'm mindful about the door and my position. I consider that these animals may all be dangerous. I find one of the stones nearby and I leave. I somehow know it's worth 100K or so. I tell H and I feel proud and relieved, since it will be a huge help to us. I think to myself that we should make sure people aren't needlessly making this place known publicly or we won't even get a chance to get some more stones when we need the money. Later, a group of people who had also been getting gemstones is near an exit area. One of the people in the group is D, old school friend. Most of them seem a bit greedy, having hoarded many stones, rather than just getting one or two. I say to them that I can't see why they can't be more reasonable, and that I would always try to compromise when possible. (recall gap) Some other bit, also in some complex? 2022 May 4th Dream: (Left recall a bit late) I'm at home with H. We go into the kitchen to do something. We're naked? I open the blinds and see a bunch of the neighbourhood kids out the back, some on the walls, others in the yard itself. (Quick note, this actually happened four days later, on the 8th) We motion from inside for them to get out and such, and then we go out a side door from the kitchen to the back, where the heart should have been. I lose track of H. In the yard, I see that some of the kids look a bit miserable, they're stuck in here by accident and I now feel sorry for them, and less upset about the fact they're here. Then, the back wall changes when I'm not paying attention. It's a cut-down wooden fence and I see loads of people around, playing around, having BBQs and so on. To my right, I see that we're on a sort of large plateau area and there are new apartment buildings in this area, some still being built. About twenty story high each. One has a green-ish and white colour scheme going. It's no wonder there are so many people here, I now feel. I feel annoyed and get into a sort of argument with a random woman, I think she was someone from school. As a character, I express confusion at all this and feel neglected. I ask why they built all this, why didn't the local authority let us know about any of it? And so on. I get unsatisfactory replies and just feel more and more frustrated. Later. At a supermarket inside a larger mall. (Like one in A but bigger) Initially I'm with H but then we split up because I need to go swap some pasta cheese ice cream thing. It looks like it has a blue cheese in it. Then, that woman from before again, she shows me some chocolate ice cream like knock-off Magnums. I try a sample or something, and so does she.
13th September 2021 Recall mostly gone, left initial writing for too long. Fragment: I'm on our street but it's not like in waking life. It's a mix of streets from old London as in films and also of where H's mom lives. I just gout out of the car, maybe on my own. It's day time, but overcast? In the dream everything has a very real feel to it. As I'm dreaming, my memory feels fuzzy; "18, that's not the number of J's door, but this doesn't look like our street?" I think to myself. I'm not sure what conclusion I made but I eventually go to ring the doorbell and go in. J is here briefly, I think. The house looks nothing like any of our homes, it just seems dream generated. Something about a pit or elevator shaft. Some task or chore that needs doing, possibly related to it? While indoors, it seems like the outside gets brighter than it had been. 20th September 2021 Scraps: Getting into fights and arguments with my eldest sibling. As a dream character he blends with some stereotype/nasty dream character archetype. He's treating me like shit and has called me pathetic a great number of times over several days (false memory). I threaten him saying "I can change but you won't like it." I resist an urge to flip the dining table against him. Mom and dad defend me in their ways. Dad mentions something about if he'd had the dream/nightmare that I had... (my recall of this trailed off but there was an implied behaviour that he was being understanding) At some point I throw a wooden chair against the wall. (It breaks?) Night time, we're in the second floor of the old home, the kitchen is L shaped. Some other dream also involving old home themes, recall vague. I remember looking at some M/M stuff (on the computer?) and then some kind of disagreements? 22nd September 2021 Fragment: In a supermarket with H. Very realistic, completely dream generated setting. Lots of running (literal?) around, as it's closing soon. Night time, they dim the lights but too much, I feel. I hope that H will complain as I am running around. Then the lights are still dim, but more acceptably so. Notes: - Recall has actually not been too bad in general for the last few months, but I keep leaving recall too long or falling asleep again without enough awareness to either recall later or to set an intent to notice I was falling asleep. - In the second fragment, there's some sort of mirroring with the initial context and an incident when I was six or seven, at school.
I'm in the park next to Hemmakväll and look at some video tape from the same place. A person in the video from my class takes some yellow baseball bat looking sticks and puts them under the feet as the person tries to climb a stair. It is very hard but I don't see they do it, only as they start to climb and disappear. It is my turn on the tape and I fail too. Wencai has two golf clubs and walks on them instead. He succeeds. I feel defeated. I'm listening to Stefan Löfven and Jimmy Åkesson. Löfven sympathizes with Åkesson and dad talks about politics and has the tone when he thinks I am wrong about something. Åkesson walks up and talks but all the people in the crowd dislike him. I'm at Lidle and I pick an orange juice box from a shelf. I'm walking to the chair in the TV-room and suddenly wake up. I am very confused because I think that I was just to sit down but now I lie in my bed. Notes: It may have been a FA but I don't think so.
Updated 04-03-2021 at 08:23 PM by 97565
I was down at the beach and I met this girl, she took me to a hotel were we walked past people who worked there and went to the back to meet her mum and then we somehow went to a different place. We walked around there all day, there were weird thing dancing and a big football pitch, we spent time together and watched the sky then as the day was coming To an end she showed me a secret way of getting into the world which was underwater swimming through a tunnel, then we got separated and I woke up (still in the dream) it felt like my life had ended and that none of it actually happened... I go to the hotel where she originally took me to try see her but the workers denied ever knowing her and said she wasn't really. I then went to get some goggles and was about to start swimming till there was a get who look like Leah who stopped me and was really nice she gave me her number but I felt like she was out there to get me off the track of find the original girl I then started to swim and made my way back into the place without being detected and found the girl but she was in tears saying we could never meet again and her mum came in saying the same thing and that I had to leave and if I didn't swear to keep this place a secret my memories of this would be wiped... I got escorted out and the tunnel was sealed up. After this I wake up in really life and feel really upset...
So... last night was probably one of the LONGEST Lucid dreams I've ever had.... Yet it wasn't very exiting at all... Ok so, I was packing up for a trip to a place I've been wanting to go to my entire life, which was Sweden! I was super exited but also very nervous. I got to the airport about 2 hours earlier because I couldn't wait any longer to go, I was very worried about leaving my Animals in the care of another person which i usually always am. One the flight attendants said we could begin to board the flight i hopped out of my seat and ran inside to sit down and make myself comfortable because it was going to be a long flight from California all the way to Sweden. After about 12 hours i knew that we should have been over land by now but when i looked out the airplanes window i could see water bellow. I was very confused but i couldn't see any flight attendants any where so i could get some answers. I decided to go to sleep and i knew for sure that we would be there by the time i woke up. When i awoke the plane was still in the air and we were still flying above water, now i was worried! I looked for flight attendants but i still could not find any. I decided to go on my IPad to get my mind off of things and I found a news article on my Facebook page that said the American flight #333 went missing yesterday around 7:30- 8:00. I remember looking at the plane as i boarded and realized that the plane i was on was Flight #333. (I can only explain this Flight # by saying this in 5 simple words... My favorite Number is Three!) I panicked and began to share my information with the other Folks on the Plane and everyone began to panic. We still saw no sign of Flight attendants so i got up from my seat and went up to the from of the plane where the Pilot and CO-Pilot where but no one was there.... no one was flying the plane and no one was serving the drinks that looked like they were just recently prepared for the passengers. I turned around to go back to my seat but now there were no Passengers and that's where i realized that it was just a dream.... and i woke up feeling like I had slept for a year straight.
I'm in a gigantic building, a mix of a old manor and a hospital or a lab. It's a university. I'm in a the great hall, the goes up to the fourth floor with pathways and lifts criss-crossing it. I need to go somewhere, to pickup my bag. I take one of the lift and myself going down instead of up. I walk around, slighly confused to how I got here. The underground is part of the old building; it's nicely decorated. I find a room with a incredible window: something going from the high ceiling almost to the floor, covering the whole wall down to a padded bench with a few cushions scattered on it. It open to a mossy wall, with water dripping from it, with light pouring in a thin, bluish curtain. I stay in from of it for a little while, drinking in the beauty of it. Then I remember my bag and I leave to find it. I walk to what looks like a drugstore, with quite a lot of people scattered around. I start to recognize them, and I realize that at leat half of my middleschool class is here, all grownup. We make a loose circle and start to catch up a little, but we simply don't have time. One of them keep talking to me while going back to his work as a cashier. I let him work and start really wonderring how I'm going to go where I need to. Finally I decide to get out of the building then re-enter, to find my way again. I go to the door of the store and I find myself in front of another building, where I know my bag was all along. It was quite a nice dream, even if I stumbled around being confused about everything XD
I never really ever have any bad nightmares, at least i haven't since i was a child. I took a short nap this afternoon just to kill time, and plus i was kinda exhausted. Anyway this is what i remember about my dream... and it has me pretty scared. :/ I was kidnapped, with two other women, taken somewhere i cant tell you where. I was put on a slab of metal, and had iv's in me, pumping red liquid into my body, but it wasn't blood, i don't know how i know that it wasn't blood but i just knew. Hours later they took us to a hotel, and when we tried to scream for help no one paid any attention and all the workers were in on the kidnapping. My teeth fell out, and part of my tongue was missing... hours later once again, we were rapped and beaten and thrown into a horse trailer and taken somewhere else, where they attempted to put us in these long grills to transport us to another location, and i remember screaming to one of the guys I didn't want to be put in one that still had a propane tank connected to it (because i thought they were going to cook us alive.) Then the main guy walked away, and two of the other guys threw new clothes at us, and told us to take off, so we all ran in different directions, and ended up running down the road to a gas station (which was a Kiwk King.) I screamed for a phone and the lady cashier gave me 25 cents to use the pay phone in the middle of the store, i ran back to the pay phone, and tried to call my boyfriends phone number but i couldn't remember the first 3 digits, i tried everything and just couldn't get it, so then i ended up calling my mothers work phone number, a lady answered and put me through to my mom, and i explained to her everything that happened, and she asked where i was, and i shouted out loud to ask where we were, and we were some city called Hannah (something) beach. So, my mom said she would be here as fast as possible. I ran to find the clothes that were given to me, and i ran into a back room and put them on, went back out front, and seen one of the other girls that was kidnapped with me, i saw her mom and she gave me a hug and they left, then my mom was there, we left in her car.. as we were leaving the Main guy that kidnapped me saw me in my mothers car and it was a chase down the highway trying to get away from this guy. (Meanwhile while my mother is driving i'm still trying to call my boyfriend, using her cell phone, which she has his number saved in, it just wasn't saved into her contacts on her cell phone in the dream) He finally cuts us off and we get out and run into some place that turns into another hotel looking place.. and the Main guy ends up turning into someone i'm suppose to use very well.. (but who he was in the dream, i have no idea i don't recall knowing the actual person.) Then my aunt shows up and she hands me the phone and i just start crying saying all i wanna do is hear Kyle's (my boyfriend) voice just so i can tell him bye... and over the phone i hear Kyle telling me how much he loves me and about how hes tracing the call to come and find me and he will be right there to save me, then the Main kidnapper guy takes the phone shuts it off and smacks me hard across the face and i fall to the ground and i pass out (in my dream) ... and then i woke up... freaking out....
I really want to know what my dream meant. Any help is thanked. I started in the backyard of a house i used to live in when i was a kid with my mopm and siblings. I walked in and the house was empty, except there were plants growing all along the walls and out of the ground. There were many different colors and they were all bright. Also, everything besides the plants were white. White floors, walls, cabinets, stairs, doors, everything. No furniture. I walked upstairs because I wanted to know what else was in my old house. All of the rooms were empty except for the plants. When i reached the attic door (which was brown) it started shaking violently, but there was a lock on my side of the door. My first reaction was "f*** that" so i started walking downstairs. Then someone knocked on the door, so I answered it. It was a man that told me to check the attic. He closed the door and I decided to open it. I unlocked the door (there was no key, just a chain-hook thing) and I went upstairs. All white, just like downstairs, but there was a bed in one room (there were two) that had a woman lying on it. Except she was levitating over it and she looked like a skeleton in robes. All black. I went to her and i started choking her. Then i woke up. P.s. I didnt go into the basement.
*So this was a dream from a 3 hour nap, but of course felt long. As a background i'm a heavy napper, and dream extremely vividly the moment my head hits the pillow. I will start to dream as I doze off as well if i'm tired, or start hearing part of my dreams. I have no control over my dreams, I can never fly, or breathe under water. They are simply as real life is but much more interesting and include odd places and things that don't exist. I have no idea why. I am also extremely honest and social in dreams which is different from real life. My feelings don't get hurt as easily.* I met a yellow male fairy, maybe about the size of a cat, I was told by my dad to get to know him. We were sleeping next to each other and my dad got so angry, but the fairy wasn’t human, and it wasn’t weird. I said “I knew he would get mad, he gets mad every time” and me and my dad got in a fight (me and my dad don’t really get along in real life) Next flash. is I was ready to die, I was writing on my friends computer real fast saying “you did a good job, …. etc” it was a room with several computers and a desk near on the side from where I was sitting. If you walk the opposite way next to the desk you could leave the room. I decided not to kill myself after all, but I was going to congratulate her on being the last person I write too, but I decided not to. As I was waiting for her to see it she walked back into the room with black pearls around her neck and other such things because she became famous I guess. (this has to do with someone singing better than me in real life in a competition and that was her a few days ago) Another flash. We were in this underground room, me and a friend I knew well, it seems like my childhood best friend but then again it didn’t. There were snakes coming out from everywhere. Out of the ceiling, out of the cracks the floors, and I was trying to avoid them. But I saw them such as you would in a movie, from one flash of a snake to the other. eventually I would jump around and swing around as much so I just let one bite me. They didn’t scare me, I just didn’t want to get bit. Next flash. I was eating ice cubes from this icecube holder on this counter with this large room with two seperate groups of people, and stairs that go down the middle. from this large section of people. I looked at the ice cubes and they weren’t normal ice cubes, they were pretty like glass and they had a lemon seed in them and something else. I had eaten something that made my mouth burn, and I was trying to make it go away. I was spitting places such as the towel behind the picture frame hung up where the stair move down. I was hoping nobody saw me, but the last time I tried spitting in my dream since I did it more then once to get the taste to go away, I spit in real life and that’s what woke me up. Next flash. My friend had my mini scissors that I haven’t been able to find and that I was looking for in real life today, I take them and she gets offended. I wasn’t mad but she said something along the lines of “well that flute was so expensive anyway so” and from that dream I remembered a false memory that was given to me in the dream of me giving her a flute she bought me back, I got a mental picture of it in my dream, and I had made a light hearted clever joke back to her comment about these fancy scissors I have in real life even though she was defensive. Another flash. I was down by these booths and shops in the same place, there was this one with a lady that in my dream I remembered from before. I got there right as it was closing and she pulled down the metal to cover her booth right as I was about to look and buy something. -I don’t really remember colors of walls or carpets. -I don’t remember the people really. They were just details such as there is in real life. These are only a few of the parts I remember. They all led into each other. I don’t remember the transitions or the other several places I went and things that happened besides these.
This is one of my earliest dreams, and i was probably about 5 or 6 years old at the time, very young, but this dream has never faded from memory at all. It takes place in a very old shop in my hometown, Evisons. In reality the shop sells working attire, school uniforms and camping equipment. However in my dream it is some weird museum, with nothing of particular interest, aside from a coat of arms, this big suit of armour which was posed as being seated in the middle of the room at this shop, which took place on the first floor at the front. Curiously, i begin to take layers of armour off, layer upon layer, until it reached the size of an action man, i removed the final layer to reveal my dad, in minature, who seems quite angry and is shouting and hollering as he runs around the room, blaming me for minaturising him.
#275 - DILD - 3:09AM] I dream something about some old biblical stuff. I find a statue of a saint. I have a strange false awakening standing up. I remember I was trying to WILD and lay my head down on the truck of a car. The vibrations start and I feel like I am laying in bed. Everything feels like a normal WILD but I am reluctant to be stuck in SP again. This time I go straight to visualizing. I'm still a little confused from the last dream and really want to visit this place that was connected to the statue. I visualize a tree with a small door in it. I recite a Bible verse in my mind, "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you." The dream transforms me some place different. I am laying on my stomach in the back seat of a car. The dream slowly flickers into view as I am looking at my hand clapping and rubbing. I sit up and see my Dad driving. The front has a bench seat and my son is standing on the other side next to him. My son hits my dad and my dad slaps at him in a weak childish way. Then, they both slap hands at each other. I stop all of it by clapping my hands on my dad's ears as hard as I can several times until he yells at me to stop. I say, "You can't hurt me in my non physical form." I am under the impression that I just had an OBE while traveling and my physical body in still lying in the seat asleep. I try to see where we are going but I feel really near sighted. I ask, "Where are we? I can't see." My dad just gives some non-answer. See some cars passing us the other way and ask if we are in a town yet. Again he avoids answering me. I'm really confused what we are doing and ask if we are picking up my daughters. I don't remember what he says but it wasn't satisfying. I see that we are parking on the side of some building. When the car stops, I expect it will wake me up. I have another FA and lose lucidity. I feel the shift of returning to my sleeping body and set up in the car. I feel very tired and can hardly open my eyes. I try to record my dream in my DJ and as I recall I begin to feel very confused about this whole thing. Something just isn't right. Before I can put two and two together my wife rolls over and wakes me up.
background : i love to tell my friends my dreams and theres 3 girls that always get intersted by that so the night before the dream happened i was spending the night with them and got home at 3am. the dream : i was sitting in a table with 3 of the girls and 2 friends, and i remembered that i got back home so i thought how i can be with them then i did a RC and it didnt worked but also worked (like half worked) so i got excited jump from my char and told one of them im dreaming. and then she said : "No you dont, now go back to your sit!." and she ruined it (XD i forgot that in dream they will say no or just not respond) but in the end that was fun. (i dont know why but in the last two weeks i start to get confused if what i remember is a dream or reallty) but the real fun came after a day : i told to my friend(he was in the dream and the night before the dream) and he said : "dude it was real" and i was but after 9 hours he told me he lied to me and he couldnt stop laughing at me XDD
Last night I had a dream that I was at my mate's friend's house, in his room (I'll call him CS), who I have met once in real life. He lives a little way down south from me. There was a few people there, including CS's Mum, and two kids who seemed familiar, but I can't remember who they were. They were smoking weed, so I asked if I could join them and they said I could. I asked them if they'd smoked 'chop' before (weed with tobacco) and from what I can remember, the white kid said "no" (there was a white kid and a black kid). I asked if I could have a little bit of bud to chop up with some tobacco and the white kid was hesitant, but said "yep". I kept sketching out that his Mum was going to come into the room and catch us smoking weed (apparently the White Kid's Mum was CS's Mum as well), so I walked out of CS's room and into the room on the opposite side of the hallway. CS's Mum was in this room, with two other people I can remember. One of them seemed to be a friend I know in real life. I sat in there for a while and then went back into CS's room when I thought it was safe to start toking :p I walked out and into another room down the hallway where one of my best friends was using the toilet in the room next to it. I went into his bag and grabbed out some tobacco. For some reason I stole it instead of asking him, which I would usually do in real life. I walked back down the hallway to the first room I was in, the two kids were already baked, after one 'cone' or 'bowl' (we were hitting the bong). I grabbed a bowl off a drawer in the room and tipped the rubber bands that were in it out onto the drawer and put the tobacco under the bed. I started chopping up the weed with some scissors (the scissors I used just happened to be ones that I use regularly in real life). I said to the white kid "I can chop really fast haha" or something along those lines. He told me to stop chopping because he had a faster way to chop it up. I looked at the ground and there was a machine which looked like a smaller version of a tree shredder, it wasn't there when I had entered the room which confused me. Apparently you could put bud in it and it would grind it up for you. I said "no thanks, I like the feeling of chopping bud up in my fingers" (I really do like doing that in real life). He said "alright" and I continued chopping. Then I reached under the bed and grabbed some of the tobacco from earlier. For some reason, when I told the two kids I was getting the tobacco, they pulled out three big stones which were shaped like donuts, and said it was "old baccy" (as in tobacco they used to use in the old days before modern tobacco was invented - which doesn't even make sense! :p). I said "no thanks" feeling confused again, and chopped up the tobacco I had with the weed and then woke up. ALSO: For some reason, my fingers really hurt when I was chopping up the bud, it felt almost real. I don't understand why I didn't go lucid when so many strange things happened in my dream.
Sooo this is my first Dream Journal (new to the site..). I had a really weird dream and wanted to share it: SO i was playing on my keyboard for some friends in my house, and went to turn up the volume. When i did, the volume of the keyboard stayed the same. Something in my head clicked that this might be a dream because an electronic device was not working. I turned and looked at my friends and sort of "felt around" to see if it felt like i was in a dream. It didnt, it felt like real life. So i turned back to my keyboard and tried turning up the volume again, and this time it worked. The volume went up and i continued playing. After that i chatted with my friends and some more happened but not of it is really relevant. The thing is when i woke up i was confused because i had been so utterly convinced that my dream had been reality. The dream sign (electronic device not working properly) caused me to check if i was dreaming or not, but when i checked everything told me that i wasnt dreaming, that it was real. This has happened before (asking myself if i was dreaming then convincing myself i wasnt). But even my lucid dreams dont feel this real. What do you guys think? Am i doing something wrong? Comment please, and thank you
Lately I've been having a lot of confusing dreams. They usually go like this: The dream starts and I find myself somewhere, often in my bed. Eventually I realize something's off and do a reality check. Seconds after I realize it's a dream, the dream puts me back in my bed and wakes me up - into a new dream. This cycle tends to go on 6 or more times, to the point where when I eventually wake up, I'm confused as hell and it takes me a minute to make sure I'm not still dreaming.
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