Dream - Lucid I was at my parents' house. I kept thinking there was a place where I had a hidden stash of weed from a long time ago, since I could control my smoking more (IWL I gave up weed a year and a half ago). I "remembered" getting some and only smoking a little, and putting the rest away. In fact, I "remembered" doing this on multiple occasions. I feel as if my mom and I talked about this at some point. Then, I was in a restaurant with my old friend, Sean. He looked much, much younger though; he looked like a chubby 11 year old version of himself. His dirty, light brown hair was medium-length, wavy, and a bit shaggy. He even had a more high-pitched, prepubescent voice. We were sitting down across from one another at a table in the middle of the restaurant. People kept walking by and saying hello to him and chatting with him. I wondered if they noticed the difference in his voice and appearance. Then, we were at some party at my parents' house. It was nighttime. Sean was there, but I don't remember who else was. I then fell asleep in my bed. I woke up, and did not see anyone there from the party anymore. I looked at my phone, and it was on a screen that said that people could return to MTSU (my old college) because the warning was over. I was thinking about what could have happened. Was there bad weather or something? I then was watching a scene of people using the top half of people's heads to scoop some white liquid out of a dumpster. It had something to do with the warning I received on my phone. At first, I couldn't believe that they were using people's heads, and that it must be something else. But it wasn't. It was definitely people's heads. The scene continued on to showing people standing outside their homes, tossing heads around to each other, and using them to bail out some other substance. It may have been water, but I can't remember. I saw a guy with a mohawk's head get tossed in front of someone and landing on the ground, slightly startling the person it landed in front of. I also saw the detail of another, younger guy's face on one of the disembodied heads. No one seemed disgusted by the disembodied heads they were handling. I think Sean was with me as we were watching, and I was talking about how terrible and disrespectful it was of people to do this. I was very upset. ~ I was at some kind of get together. Many people were there. The one person that I really remember being there though was an ex from many years ago, Jarrod, though you could not tell by looking. Instead of blonde, his hair was scraggly, medium length and brown now (a bit longer than Sean's from my last dream), and he definitely looked older. But his height, mannerisms and the way he walked were the same. He kept his distance from me. I was then inside a restaurant, a new one here in town called Peter D's, sitting in a booth with some friends. I had gotten offered a waitress job from there. I accepted the offer, and thought about how I have just changed jobs again for the second time in a month's time. I then thought about waitressing and holding trays. I knew I'd learn how to do it in no time. I was excited! I then was at a party of Peter D's people. Apparently, Jarrod worked there too; I saw him in the distance again. I knew he was avoiding me for whatever reason; maybe he thought it was better that way. I understood why he would think that. He then started to walk in my direction, but did not approach me. He was going to get in his car. As he was passing me, I got his attention. "I just want you to know that I value the time we had together. You taught me so many things." IWL, I do feel this way, even if I didn't for awhile. His response seemed happy. He lit up a bit when I said that. I don't remember his verbal response, however. But it made me feel like we had some sort of closure with one another. I was happy, and he seemed happy as well. He was then in his car, which was a dark red car with the driver's side door bashed in a little bit. Then, there was this contest that had to do with my old middle school. We were there, though it looked different. We were still at the party, however; it was part of it. We were split into teams, and, as a team, we had to roll a die. The number we got told us what we won. A guy from our team rolled the die. It seemed to just keep rolling and rolling for a long time. Finally, it stopped on...7. Yes, our six-sided die stopped on 7, which, in the dream, didn't seem abnormal at all. We had won the opportunity to take some 7th period history test on the computer...woo...what a prize. I thought to myself that that didn't seem like much of a prize compared to all the others (which I can't remember what those were anymore). We went into a room with some computers in it, and took the test. I think there were people watching us, students, I believe. I don't remember anything about the test.
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Chased/attacked by humanoid alien creature beast things. They kill people in insanely violent ways. We (whoever that is) decide to fight back. We try but realize it is no hope. We conclude that we are going to die. I now think, I can’t die, I don’t wanna die. But I see there is no way out. Then I realize I am dreaming and I impulsively wake myself up. Which is foolish of course. I wasted an opportunity to enjoy a wonderful lucid dream.
Last nights dream Myself and some other people are in a club or some place and we have to dance. There is a certain dance that we have to do and if we don't do it properly we are going to die or someone in the club is going to murder us.
I've forgotten most of it, but I do know that my family and I were at a small store. At first, we were all looking around at the many items and food to purchase. No one was at the counter, so when my little brothers started messing with the stuff on the shelves, trouble ensued. Vanilla ice cream was everywhere. After several moments of messing around, the owner comes in... He flew into a rage! We all ran out back, except for my older brother. I went in to try and help him, but it looked like he had the situation under control. He strangled the man on the ground after he was kicking his feet violently, and then he stopped moving. I think he died, but it was for the best. He would've killed us all, but it was thanks to my brother who faced the tyrant and brought him down. The dream faded, and I thought it was all weird.
I have recently had several dreams that I was unable to journal. I remember seeing a girl of about 12 or 13 walking with her mother drinking milk from her mother's nipple. They were just walking like everything was normal. I had a dream the next night or the night after that that my boy was grabbing these button things. There were so many, he couldn't get them all without putting some in his mouth. I may have recommended he put them in his mouth to hold them, and then to grab the rest with his hands. I then realized he could choke on them, so I told him to just open his mouth and let them fall out. He started to let them fall out, but he choked on one. I tried to hit his back to get it out of his throat, but it didn't work. He quit moving. There was another dream where I was in a college environment I think. There was a girl who was OK looking, but I found her to be incredible in my dream. I was going to kiss her. She pulled away, but implied that later in the evening we would sleep together. I had taken some B vitamin's 2 nights in a row that I had vivid dreams.
Had a couple of non-vivid lucids and one kinda vivid one last night. I was going to wild, but i was too tired. Anyway, heres what i remember. Lucidity-0 Vividness-6.5 I'm in the mountains. Its snowing lightly, and the ground is already covered in snow. I'm doing some tricks for a cameraman on a skateboard. My dad is also there. After a few seconds of photos, the ground starts to break up into x's. Like an x would appear and the snow would reform over it. It happened for a while and i didn't care too much, until it started to melt the mountain. People were being dragged down the mountain, and pieces of ice were cracking apart and falling into oblivion. I start to run up the hill to get away from the parts that are melting, but i end up being dragged down. I gain control of myself on the way down and am able to jump over certain areas that are being destroyed. I see people falling into them going into oblivion. My dad says to jump over them at the right time. I then miss the next one and fall into it. I try to get moving back to the top, but the top seals itself and snow falls in on me. I accept my fate, and make peace with it. I can't breathe for a second, and am expecting to die. Then a screen comes up infront of me that has an infinite marker. I press it. I wake up in a tool shop looking place. Not a professional one, but more like a hobby shop. I hear a lawnmower outside. I walk around some looking at shelves. On them are dead bugs. For some reason the thought comes to mind that my dad was trying to resurrect me by testing out how on animals. I hear the mower again and am happy that he revived me from the dead. Makes me feel like he loved me alot. The dream ends, and i'm happy. This dream was at like 10:00 am after i kept waking up and going to sleep. That happens a-lot to me. rest of dreams In a fight with an old friend. My mom killing people to go to a place sponsored by mcdonalds.
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