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    1. lxxxiv.

      by , 02-14-2020 at 12:32 PM
      Some fragments. Recall seemed better for the second and third dreams on waking up.



      Dream Fragment:


      I was in the kitchen. It was a bit dark but not night time. Like very early morning just after sun rise, and with the blinds rolled down. I remember standing by the fridge, naked I think? I remember seeing my feet and legs. For some reason, I could hear in my head what I thought at the time to be a theme song for the TV show called Roswell, a show I never watched myself, but I know of it. I don't actually remember what that music sounded like but it seemed familiar in the dream, in a way that makes me think that it had nothing to do with that show, but I'll have to try and find it after writing this DJ.

      Wedged between the fridge and the counter it is adjacent to, I remember noticing one of the wooden grave markers H's dad was working on yesterday when we went there. The cross was upside down and it looked like we had just shoved it in there in a hurry to make some room in the kitchen. The fridge is a fridge on top and freezer on the bottom and I remember seeing the logo somewhat distinctly in the dream.

      No idea how this dream went on or ended.

      Dream Fragment:

      I was entering some sort of supermarket, it felt like it was underground. There were quite a few people here, seemed like a popular place. Looked a bit like the cheap supermarket I go to but for whatever reason my old friend from university, R, was walking along with me. We both had a trolley.

      I was very confused by the layout, first there were mostly energy drinks and then soft drinks. I think I commented on them being crap but I also felt hungry more than anything else. We continued on and eventually we got to a very odd bit, where I had to watch what other people were doing to understand. There was like a sort of circular checkpoint thing that we had to go into in queues. I grabbed some big and fresh looking pears I spotted to my right, and apparently some bananas too. I knew immediately the pears would be sweet, as I prefer them, and not at all wooden. There were some fake metal barriers to enforce queues.

      I got to the centre of this checkpoint thing. There was a woman on a swivel chair? She was wearing a cap but had curled hair tucked into it or something. She was in the middle of this four-section rounded island with shop scanner things on each of the four sections. I remember giving her the fruits or placing them down on the metal/glass surface.

      She scanned the fruit somehow and I continued off away from the checkpoint thing.

      Dream Fragment:

      Some kind of mix of GTA and other games like Deus Ex. I remember being on a completely unknown city and having a map divided into levels, like there used to be in Zelda's dungeons. 1F,2F, etc.

      There were some ghoul like enemies at some point and a UDamage pickup, which when I tried getting, some quick imp or rat thing got it and scurried off.

      I remember being on some sort of snow bike and using a turbo mode that activated an orange energy saw and killing some of these ghouls. This was an enclosed area, with many narrow paths and with an underground feel to it. At the end of it I found a portal marked by an inverse encircled pentagram, which was a path to hell. I decided to not go through yet but would come back to it when I felt stronger.

      Then I was outside and it was night time. Everything was brightly lit. I remember fighting some guys at a bridge over a wide channel of water that looked like it had very strong currents, as it was quite foamy and uneven.

      Much earlier in the dream there was an area of sort of open field but I don't really remember any details. Too tired to write much more.



      Notes:
      - I'm not entirely sure what prompted the appearance of both the cross and the pentagram (both inverted) in two separate dreams, but yesterday H's dad was making about twelve of these cross-shaped grave markers. I remember asking if they were consecrated or blessed in any way once they were done. I was told that there's no point, since they are just temporary markers. This might account for the marker's appearance in my dream, as I had some interest in them since he was basically working on them all day and we were there for most of it.

      - The third dream was a mix of many, many games, far too many to actually describe in reasonable detail. But the part with the UDamage and the inverted pentagram was most definitely based mostly on: DOOM, Daikatana and Unreal (Tournament). All of these have some themes in common, but the game engines are also all quite similar in some aspects. Hell and unholy motifs such as ghouls are closely related to DOOM of course and they also feature in UT. Some time ago I was working on a cathedral level for UT, but abandoned the project due to its complexity for my current skill level. The level featured an underground hellish portal that would take players to the top of the level.

      - The Christian-type symbols probably also made their appearances because last night I spent a fair bit of time speaking to H about how I have often felt, and often still feel, because of my constant pain issues. There is a somewhat subconscious link between pain and some version of hell, for me.

      - In the second dream, I seem to remember R was wearing his typical leather jacket. I don't remember seeing his face much in the dream.

      - In that same dream, many of the dream characters seemed to be some type or another of friends or acquaintances I used to have. My mom appeared in that dream at some point, near the end, along with some dreamed up ogre-like uncle of some kind.

      Updated 02-14-2020 at 12:56 PM by 95293

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      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    2. Monstrosity from swamps

      by , 11-13-2015 at 07:24 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      The swamps took enormous territory. All the nature around was dead, no vegetation except almost dying trees, no animals, it was a watery wasteland. It all started with an expedition sent towards swamps. There was a small village in central part of the swamp. There were many ruined buildings, but the most interesteing of them was a chapel. It was smeared all over with dried blood, and cross inside was turned sideways. Abandoned for many years, the village was just recently took as a warehouse for one of national companies. Workers appeared quickly to fix buildings, and a priest was sent to clean out the chapel. They didn't know that they have awakened a demon. I was that priest. One evening, the demon just ran out of chapels basements, and slaughtered everyone except me. I had to pray, and try exorcisms to weaken him, then I took a shovel and finished the demon.
    3. Sealed in a castle

      by , 07-13-2015 at 11:08 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      Something horrible, sad and utterly wrong happened to the world and people had to seal themselves in old castles, buildings that seemingly survived everything. I was outside a cathedral surrounded by castle walls. With masses of people I was watching a politician jumping on top of a broken cross, and saying something about new elections.

      I decided to go away, and found group of people that had marks on their arms. I looked at my arm saw that I have it to: a red reversed pentagram. I told them that we should unite, gather force and leave the castle, to conquer the new world.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    4. 10-1-14 Tobacco field crucifixion

      by , 10-02-2014 at 06:38 PM
      I was driving down a highway somewhere in Iowa. There were fields stretching off into the horizon on both sides of the road. it was late afternoon. There were no other people on the road.

      I came over a rise, and saw something strange. Over off the road in a tobacco field on my right, a man was being crucified. I pulled over and got out to get a better look. The cross was t-shaped and about thirty-to-fifty-feet high. It was secured with metal cables. From the two arms of the cross some material was hung, like silk or plastic wrap. it formed these "wing" sort of things, like those wings on the flying suits that people wear.

      The man being crucified appeared to be a white man made up in African ceremonial dress and paint. He even had two bones stuck in both his nostrils. Much to my surprise, he was laughing. It was a deep and sinister-sounding laugh.

      On the ground were the people who had put him up and come to watch him die. They were all Amish people, and they stood around silently and emotionless with there arms crossed, looking up at him.
    5. Crossed Pencils

      by , 02-15-2014 at 08:15 AM
      Morning of February 15, 2014. Saturday.



      I had apparently been working with colored pencils, mostly writing but uncertain of all the content other than having a focus on dreams. Different colors seem to relate to different dream types.

      There is a feature of two pencils forming a cross, which seems to have some significance. One is blue, one is red.

      I have an association with an intersection, which is a recurring feature in my dreams. It may relate (in this case) to having different views than someone else, or “going in a different direction”, yet in contrast, it also has the implication of meeting or coming together. Thus, there is the aspect of ambiguity.


      Updated 11-28-2017 at 06:16 AM by 1390

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      non-lucid
    6. July 29

      by , 08-05-2013 at 06:42 AM
      Dream 1
      - Im planning on going to a 9:50 movie with K. When I get there, she isn't there.I still go into the theater and sit down towards the front. Most of the seats are empty. A guy about my age sits in the the seat to my right. He's wearing all grey and black. His ears are gauged and the plugs are black with upside down crosses. He leans over and starts kissing me. After a few.seconds I pull away. A girl to our right is getting mad at us; the boy stands and leaves.

      Dream 2
      - I'm walking down a sidewalk with an unfamiliar guy. I am barefoot and wearing a peace sign necklace. We're both carrying a plate of scrambled eggs. Apparently this guy doesn't believe in evolution and we are out to talk to people about it. At an intersection I notice 2 guys, each with a plate of scrambled eggs. I start a conversation, and we end up talking about death. I say something along the lines of "I can't wait to die, then I can evolve!" One guy laughs and agrees, but the other stays quiet and looks uncomfortable.
    7. July 24

      by , 08-05-2013 at 04:07 AM
      Dream 1
      - I'm with A inside of a small, hallowed out tree. This tree is in the middle of a river with a gentle current. The hollow is just big enough for two and there is water up to our waists. There's a hole in the side of the tree, but you cannot see out from it because there's a sheet of park that protrudes out about a foot from the trunk and hangs down over the opening. A swims out under the overhanging bark but says she can't go under it. I swim out too and dip my head under to end up on the other side. I hold onto the bark, fingers on the opposite side, and A gently touches my fingers. Now, we're both swimming in the turquoise water. We jump off a rock a few times, then she is gone and I'm on the rocky shore. I see a small, blue rock that looks like a cross and I pick it up and throw it.

      Dream 2
      - I'm in the kitchen of some condo with my sister and 2 cousins. I make some tea and pour about 5 cups. I go look in the fridge and find a packaged hot dog on a stick that says 'Lionwood Ham' . There's also three tubs of ice cream; I take one of them out. I eat this ice cream from the carton and drink my tea.
    8. August 21, 2012 - "Battle At Night"

      by , 08-25-2012 at 04:03 AM (The Dream Magic Experiment)
      NOTE: Used subliminal audio 1 by ninja in DV. Jasmine tea before sleep. Reverse day recall.

      Dream:

      Dark. Lightning. People fighting. Super powers. A small child with super strength. A giant cross. Night. Fighitng another being with a giant cross. "I" threw the giant cross at him. After fight. Dad stays behind. "I" was unconscious for a few days. The strong woman. is there.

      Walking. Night. LRT station. Morning. Walking down the street. A school. Roman type. Architecture. Some people. Formal clothing. Yellow. Golden. Inside building. A guy in tux. Looks lost.
    9. Fragment 2/3 - Legolas' Death and a "Crispy" Dumbledore

      by , 02-13-2012 at 07:27 PM
      Type: Regular dream.
      Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
      Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

      Notes:
      These three fragments are all from one long-ass dream about a war being waged between two sides. I'm not sure what these "sides" were, because the characters and scenarios were so random. I don't remember much of the content that happened between the fragments.

      The entire dream must have been fifteen minutes in length. It's one of the longest non-lucids I've had.

      So many morbid dreams lately! I wonder what's up...

      Anyways, this was the shorter of the three fragments, and probably the weirdest one too! I was in the same location as in my previous dream, Open Heart Medicine, except that it was much darker overall. The colors were paler and more dark-blueish in tone, but some browns were still present in the piles of wood and scattered items. Instead of being at the foot of the one large hill, I was about halfway up it, kind of standing awkwardly on the slope with one knee bent a little. I was looking up at the top of the hill, where the front half of a classic pirate ship was placed; it was facing upwards into the sky at a bit of an angle. It looked like the back end had been blasted off, because there were lots of shards of wood and hanging chains, along with other items, where it was cut off. The dark grey flags and sails were almost non-existent; they were very torn up and looked like they could've just dissolved into the air at the mention of a slight wind.

      To the left of the ship, also on top of the pile, was a single stack of flatter black rocks that was a good ten feet in height; on top was a man; I knew that this was Legolas from Lord of the Rings. I only saw his silhouette though; it was a straight black color with no definition, as if it was a shadow puppet. His hands were on his hips and he was looking at the ship, which was directly to his right, level with him. As soon as I looked at him, the sky changed (although I can't really tell -when- exactly it did so) to a really dark red, which gradated to dark orange, and then a pale darker yellow right behind Legolas.

      I looked to my left and saw a short man, possibly a dwarf but I'm not entirely sure, sitting on the side of the hill not five feet from me. He was wearing a woven Chinese sun hat and had a ginger beard, but I couldn't see his face because of the hat. He was wearing Lord of the Rings-style armor: silver, with some green and pale maroon fabric underneath, complete with some chainmail on the chest and lower arms. He had a long, skinny twig in the side of his mouth, and he chewed it a little bit.

      "Legolas committed suicide," he told me with a very husky, almost garbled voice. "He was too proud to face conquest by the enemy".

      I looked up, and then I saw that Legolas had vanished from the rock stack.

      In a matter of moments, I had forgotten all about Legolas and the short man, and brought my attention back to the ship, but this time I was looking in front of it, on the side of the hill closest to me. There was a cross made from two wider-than-normal planks of wood, and on it was what I believed to be Dumbledore, although he looked more like Gandalf. He was wearing Gandalf the Grey's outfit, with a grey witch's hat on his head. What was so creepy about this, however, was that his eyes were wide open and his mouth made a bit of a gaping expression, and he was burned up with dark skin and yellow teeth. It reminded me of a crucifixion.

      "Why is he so crispy?" I asked myself quietly, suddenly very afraid of my surroundings.

      Updated 05-15-2023 at 10:22 PM by 28408

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    10. Goths, Mansions and Car Crashes

      by , 08-07-2011 at 11:19 AM (My Weird and Demented Subconscious Adventures)
      The start of this dream is kind of a blur, but I remember being in school, and getting into trouble about something. The next thing I remember (although, I know things happened between them, but I just can't remember -__-) I'm walking down a pathway with my mother and sister. My mother is looking for a house where she needed to go because of that thing I got into trouble for at school (can't remember what it was :/). After a bit of walking, we saw the house around 200 m in front of us. (This was at night by the way).
      We saw groups of people wearing dark clothes enter the house, and it seeemed like there was a party happening inside. I immediately felt a chill, like something was wrong with the house. My sister seemed to feel it too, but my mum kept on approaching the house. Me and my sister screamed for her to not go, and tried to keep her back, but she forced her way past us and ran to the house. We followed. My sister and I rushed to my mum, who was standing in front of a gate to the left of the main entrance. (This was within the actual front yard of the house). When I approached the door to see what was behind the gate, hands suddenly rushed from within the gate (i didnt see any other body part) and one of them grabbed me. I didn't know what was happening with my mum and sister, but the person holding my hand (i only saw his/her hand) said, as I tried to run away, "One by One, we'll get to you" or something like that in an evil tone.
      The dream then fast forwards to me sitting in my parent's bedroom, with my mother and sister standing in front of me in dark robes, and shiny jewellery around their necks. I realised that my mother was wearing a necklace around her neck with the christian cross on it (we are not christian), and i felt an evil vibe from them. My sister was wearing somewhat revealing dark gothic clothes and also had shiny jewellery around her necks. I don't remember if she had a cross around her neck, though.

      The dream (still continuing) then fast forwards to me, my younger sister (the same one from earlier in the dream - shes older than me but the younger of my two sisters), my mother and my eldest sister's fionce in an old car. My sisters fionce was driving the car. It was rainy and dark (at night). We drove (i didnt know to where) on and on, until my sisters fionce suddenly swerved to the right for an unknown reason, and drove off a cliff into a rocky floor below. We all got up safely and scared, and saw some builders working on building some stone pillars of some sort. Something I don't remember well happened, and then one of the builders said (referring to my sisters fionce) "Haha at least he won't be heere for long". The dream (still going on and continuing) then fast forwards to me sitting on a table and chair in front of the creepy house. This time its daylight, and I'm not afraid. I'm sitting at a table with a friend of mine. He smiles, and I wake up.

      Updated 08-07-2011 at 11:32 AM by 48894

      Categories
      nightmare , memorable , non-lucid
    11. Randomness Continues...6/16/11(Early Morning)

      by , 06-16-2011 at 09:16 PM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      I find myself in the school(DS :headdesk: ) auditorium. We're doing absolutely nothing. We're all sitting here like a bunch of retards. Suddenly, the song "Brain Stew" by Green Day comes on. I sake my head and smile. I love this song. Isaiah, whom I'm sitting next to is pleased to hear a Green Day song as well. Now, after each two power chord strum, everyone claps. I'm really starting to enjoy this. Now, we reach an explicit line of the song. Oddly, it isn't censored. "Fucked up and spun out in my room." That was the lyric. Not to mention it pops up twice in the song. Now, we all go back to our homerooms(DS). I sit down, and for some reason, all of my clothes vaporize! Holy shit! I'm...I'm...I the nude... I run over into the next room, knowing that it's not in use. I put some papers over my crotchal area. Phew. Now, Mr. McBee(DS) comes in. Hey! What the fuck man?! Can't I have a little privacy. Now, Mr. McBee wants me to go to the office. You've gotta fucking mental if you think I'm walking to the office like this! So, he goes up to the office to get their clothing supply for me. He comes back, and he said all they had was girls' clothing. :guntohead: Mr. McBee(DS) now decides to make up a fake story. I'm an exchanged student from a foreign school who'll be here the rest of today. He shows me everything I need to wear, which includes a girl wig. The rest was a Japanese school girl sailor suit.

      I'm surprisingly convincing. But it's still extremely weird that I'm cross dressing. Now we all head outside to the school(DS) yard. We see some professionals from NASA have shown up. They've set out scale models of experiments they're working. They've discovered most of the planets in the galaxy now. Amazing! They've organized them all. Volcano planets, deserted planets, etc. Interesting. Now, some asshole kid fucks with one of the scale models. He gets into big trouble. Now we decide to have a football game. I see Mr. Brown(DS) deciding on the players. I see Red gets accepted, and so do I. Now, as I run into the field, my disguise flies off, and I
      awake.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    12. Finding the “Other” Again…

      by , 11-09-2009 at 05:09 PM
      Morning of November 9, 2009. Monday.



      In this dream, I discover (as in a lot of similar dreams that continue to both haunt and annoy me as if another part of me had a will of its own yet not viable for my chosen life’s path) I learn that the “other” (the childhood friend, Susan R, I “left” for a different path - not regret, but a very slight guilt, I suppose; strange, as many people have nothing residual over such events or so it seems) is living in an area where I can visit her (not quite sure which country, either USA or Australia). There is one part where my wife (aka childhood Romani tulpa turns out to be real) and I are together on the couch and involved in sensual acts. I notice the “other” (who for some unexplainable reason is just sitting in a lounge chair near us in the same room) is wearing a plain cross (not a crucifix), which hangs down near my face, but nothing else is visible in that periphery. This could probably be related to the fact that she was - or seemed to be - a serious Christian (a main reason why I could not have seen myself living with her when older), or yet another flashback to that Mad magazine poster “The Modern Crucifixion” and the associated “other” events related to that time period.

      (It was only later, I realized the connections of my favorite band “The Fixx” and the logo in mirror image looking a bit like XXII, or 22, the “master number” that has a huge connection to many different things in the human supraconscious and continuously repeating around unexplainable events - there is even a group of people that follow this belief).

      The outcome of my dream is that the “other” eventually appears in a very unusual manner, not quite human-looking in the face. She looks very old, yet also very young, and a Newton’s cradle ball is stuck in (or growing out of) each ear - halfway out at the hemispheres - and around the ears are deep cracks as if from drying clay - the sides of her head being somewhat skeletal as well. This surreal imagery does not seem at all unusual to me until I am awake and then I wonder how in the world my mind came up with something like that and why I did not think it to be unusual in my dream. However, Newton’s cradle could easily be some sort of dream imagery to represent unseen forces or unseen repercussions from “another side”, and the “other” and I did use the device (and gaze at it) when young.