non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At my grandmother's in Moita with my cousin Cris. I look through a window on the back and the garden outside is really green and lush but something awful is happening. Some black woman is on the ground trying to ressuscitate her baby girl who is lying inanimate on the grass. Then some man approaches and tries to help but the baby isn't responding. At first I don't feel like I can help and I just watch them doing CPR and hoping for the best. The baby wakes up and stabilizes for a while. They put her on a carrier and she soon passes out again and stops breathing. They do CPR again and again but the baby keeps stop breathing. I decide to jump outside and try to help. I examine the baby and I think I know what's up. I reanimate her and don't put her on the carrier, instead put her against my shoulder and walk around until she burps and barfs and expels a lot of bile that was continuously coming up and blocking her breath. She then stabilizes and I tell the mother the baby suffers from really bad reflux and needs to be checked out but will live if treated.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP Sitting at a table at some bar or cafeteria. I spot John Blacksmith in a table nearby, making a phone call. He gets up and is walking back and forth and I am sure he saw me, but I don't want to distract him from his call so I keep doing my thing. Currently trying to fix the cell phone of one of my friends. Then John sits at my table, right in front of me and I wave my hand to say hi but still don't talk not to interrupt him. But he keeps his eyes on the table and ignores me. I am feeling a bit awkward. He finally ends the call and looks up and says sorry and that he saw me from the beginning, but he had to really make that call. I say it's ok and we make basic updates to each other and realize we are both too busy to stay talking, so we go do our things again. After fixing my friend's cell phone, I help my friends organize stuff pilled up over some shelf and then rehearsing a play. Afterwards we go upstairs to meet the manager and owner of this place. The place by the way is some kind of boarding house and I find out that this crazy girl I know from instagram is staying here in a room. She has rainbow hair and she offers to dye my hair too. I wonder how my mom will react. She says hers really hated it at first but then got used to it. It does not go as well as hers, actually she dyed with unicorn colors (pink, baby blue, purple, etc), but I like it. Then there is some commotion on the hallway and we understand the owner is arguing with some girl. Turns out the girl is sick with a highly contagious disease and came here to hide in her room, as to not be taken away, but the manager doesn't want her there, putting everyone else at risk.
More catching up... 12th May Dream: Dream recall faded somewhat. In the first dream I remember being at a house with H and someone else, a girl our age, but not sure who she was. We were all very hungry, and it was about noon. Someone suggested ordering pizza, but I didn't want to for some reason, so instead I got on the phone and ordered a man made of food or something, like synthetic food. He was supposed to get there by two in the afternoon. I figured when he arrived, I'd "butcher" him for the synthetic meat he was made of, wondering which bits H would be picky about, but as time went by, it seemed like he wasn't going to turn up at all, which made me regret not ordering the pizza in the first place. Then I remember going through some sort of tunnels or halls, in an old style (20-60s) building. No natural lighting, just incandescent lights. Gave me the impression of night time. I was still hungry, but I came to a room where there was something written over its double doors (I forget what) that suggested I could eat there. I went in and there was a bar-like counter and I talked to a woman in her 40s and asked her about eating or something. I told her I realised it was late but I really needed something and she was kind and tried to figure something out. At some point my parents showed up and start commenting on the food-making. I forget what else happened. Dream fragment: A different dream or perhaps after a different segment I've forgotten. Only small bits, many of which just ordinary. But in the end of this dream I was walking around a downtown area with my dad, H and someone else I think. There was a man announcing that free testing for a certain genetic or auto-immune disease or something would be available. I muttered to myself about it not being available to me freely in the past and then the man approached me, unconcerned by my complaints but addressing them; he began to inspect my nose with his hands and as he did he said "normally we wouldn't check people who have infections on their nose because this excludes them" or something to this effect. His attitude and face while going over my nose and talking to me suggested (some medical) curiosity. Just as he was about to move on to inspect some other part of my face or body, the doorbell in reality rang and I woke up, having to answer the door. Notes: - Of these two dreams, as I am re-reading them, I actually remember the second fragment better than I do the first dream. There was an underground parking lot or something around the middle or beginning of that dream, which was where me, my dad, H and the other person had come from, out onto the downtown street area. - I remember in the first dream I had visualised or seen a picture of what the synthetic man was to look like. For some reason I have the memory of wooden flooring in the first house of that dream. - The part in the second dream where I was muttering to myself is probably a crossed over feeling of frustration at the lack of help I receive for my condition from official systems. The follow-up interaction with the man is probably representative of some of my hope that with chance and timing I might actually get someone to genuinely be interested in giving me the help I need, rather than the help that gets pushed onto me.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening A small village attracts lots of scientists, because a strange disease seems to make people crazy and also they start levitating. It affects specially the kids. I go there and I am also affected. The first feeling is strange, like the ground becomes fluid and a vortex moves along it and seems to spread the disease as it moves and touches people. But this can only be perceived by the people already affected. Secondly I realize we don't become crazy, we actually become geniuses. I acquire new abilities like being able to capture radio waves and and other electronic transmissions. First thing I learn is about some plans by some Russians to hack some drones and something about an embassy.
What amazing recall I have...ugh. I know absolutely I dreamed last night, I just can't remember 90% of it! Here is what I DO remember - Some kind of mass disease situation going on, and alot of families driving to the local CVS and camping out there, waiting for a cure. The disease effected children, so everyone camping out had at least one child. I also remember a creepy guy there. I don't recall if he was trying to get the kids away from their parents to kidnap them, or if he was the one handing out the cure to the disease. In some way he was manipulating the parents or kids. The parents may have been hanging out in the parking lot in hopes of him releasing it. - In order for kids to be selected for the medicine, a match-up style game had to be played between two opponents. Kind of like a tournament. The game involved a shoebox sized wooden box with little wooden tiles inside. It was basically candy crush meets scrabble, I think. Matching up of different styles of the wood tiles was definitely part of it. Thats about it. Hopefully writing this down will cause my brain to leak out more detail on the next dream~! INSPIRATIONS: So obvious. I was talking to someone I call "semi-creepy guy" to myself, because he is..semi-creepy. So, as a result, I had a creepy stalker guy in my dream. Also, I have lately been addicted to the new Candycrush game, hence my certainty in the kind of game that was played in my dream.
First dream I was in my old school. I was changed into a small boy. I was runnig around the school, and everyone was shouting at me for misbehaving. Suddenly I saw a young man with dark hair, pale blue shirt, dark blue jeans trousers, and black shoes. I saw also some women with him, presumably wife and daughter, but I can't recall them clearly. The man was angry, he shouted that he's my father and I must obey to him. I ran to the second floor, and opened the door to classroom. There were other children inside. I quickly turned around, and saw that the man is close. From the TV turned on in the nearby classroom I heard that there is a boy with disease running around. I knew that they were talking about me. The man almost catched me, but I escaped to the entrance with one huge jump. I opened the door, and ran straight the sidewalk. I saw that this wasn't the school yard, it was the church yard of my home town. When I was close to the exit gate, I looked back and saw that the man entered a car, and drove after me. I jumped on another sidewalk, and ran away. I was at a great distance from school. I was tired, but I still moved on. I saw that there were also other people trying to do the same. Probably all of them were sick. I looked around, and saw that the road we all tried to go across had big traffic, although there were no cognition. I saw that most of the people were on the other side, I looked around. The cars were far from me, but I had to be quick. I ran across the road, and catched up with another sick man. We went straight through the desert road, to our home town. Second dream I was at a victorian mansion. It was cold morning. Dense fog was covering the horizon. I was in a room with huge window. It was dark coloured. The wooden furniture was antique. I was standing close to the door. There was a wardrobe and a bed in the back of the room, and there was a desk standing close to the door. I saw a man standing in the middle of the room. He was pale. He had bright hair, grey eyes, and was wearing dark red clothes. His clothing showed that he belonged to aristocracy. I can't recall what we were talking about, but I remember that it was about murdering someone who knows too much. Suddenly the mansion started to move. It was placed on tracks, so they could quickly move to other place. The door opened with squeaky noise. Another man entered the room. He was wearing similar clothes, but he had dark hair and black eyes. He asked about the flash memory. I took some kind of small object, and told him to wait. The first man opened the window. The second man looked at the neighborhood. Then the first man pushed him. He tried to hold on, but I turned around in the right moment, and pushed him. The last thing we heard were his screams. The man died.
A princess had a deadly infection in her legs and they needed to be amputated. She was obviously distraught. So I tried to cheer her up by eating her legs, which were still attached to her at the time.
I was with my cousin and got mad at him for not letting me use his car so I got in mine and left. I was in some street at night talking with a cop. The cop was telling me how he got promoted and won't be having to pass out ice cream or something. I went into a mall and was shopping. I started arguing with Desirae via text. I went into various stores and then met up with Desirae. I saw a guy that I recognized and kept walking. Suddenly, some black guy starts hitting on Desirae so I walk up to him and throw punches at him. He blocks and even grabs some of my punches, saying he knows how to fight. I then wrestle him down and use the ab scissor move on him. I punch him and make him bleed eventually. He reminds me of an inmate I used to have troubles with. Some mexicans run in and jump me, pinning me to the ground. Each one had a limb of mine but I manage to break free and run. I get to the upper levels of the mall and someone calls out for me and I tell them "Not now, I just got in three fights in one day!" I keep walking and see a dog, which I grab and bring home with me. I layed down on the bed with Desirae and then realized the black guy I fought had HIV so I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. As I was washing them, a message came up saying "AIDS flow through your blood" I also remember reading "Yersinia pestis" on the same text. The face of the dog was there also. The thought came through my head that I contracted HIV through the man I fought or the dog. I felt devastated and went to the room and started crying and screaming. Desirae asked me what I was gonna do.
I'm about to open a portal for someone, and I'm trying to explain the difficulties of this type of teleportation to them. I'm saying, no, it doesn't have to be a place I've been to before, but I have to be able to keep the precise location I 'feel' in mind. Things like direction or distance from here to there, those matter - what the place looks like doesn't. As Rumpelstiltskin, I'm using magic to sort of scan someone for some information, together with Belle, and Belle is able to feel it - she's surprised by the feel of it. It seems like it's happy; she didn't expect it to have a mind of its own. And it worries her that it seems happy, when the person we're scanning is sick. I'm thinking, the magic doesn't care about the person being sick one way or the other, it doesn't really understand what people or sickness are, it's just happy about the way it's being used - it's got a life of its own to a degree but it's not that sentient. I'm outside my IRL home at dawn, and there are all these beautiful birds. A great horned owl on a tree stump, a snowy egret walking across the lawn, a variety of smaller birds that I don't recognize in the trees, and four peacocks that show absolutely no fear of humans, I'm standing right next to one and it's not bothered, I'm thinking the peacocks must have been tame. There are two guys climbing up a rock - they think of it as a mountain, but it's barely a hill - carrying a radio and a guitar. A musician they like died here, and one of them has insisted on making a sort of pilgrimage, to play his music at the place he "breathed his last breath." At the top of the rock they turn on the radio. A female vocalist sings "At last the time fell-" The guys brought their own instruments and are joining in. One of them is on the guitar, but the one who insisted on this trip has some small metal instrument that looks vaguely like a comb, played with the thumb.
Updated 02-02-2014 at 11:45 PM by 64691
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening (...) I'm at a hostel in an old factory brick building. There's an outbreak of some nasty disease which is killing a lot of people and we stay mostly indoors in self-quarantine, hoping for the best. But some people who get infected don't die and simply get very sick, lose their minds and become zombie-like, attacking everybody else. We keep moving to upper levels in the building, until we're barricated on the last one with access to a terrace. The food is becoming scarce. We're on the terrace trying to evaluate how are things outside. We don't see or hear anything for a long time. Maybe even the zombies are gone for good, we don't know. That's when a van parks on the street in front and a lday comes out. She sees her and engages in conversation with us. Says she and others are looking for groups of survivors like us to join them in a place surrounded by high walls, where they want to start a community. She says there are still zombies out there, they are just weaker and more scattered, so it's ok if we get down and go with her, as long as we limit the time we stay outside. So we join the community. Groups of people keep flocking to it. They had planned a certain population, but the word seems to have passed on, and more people are still coming. This community is quite organized, there's equipment for our basic needs, we're somewhat safe inside the perimeter, with the occasional breach being quickly controlled, some people work on crafts, others cultivate food, others provide medical care. But at some point it starts collapsing due to excessive population, famine and sickness. I walk around the premise and I go check the "food area": there's only cactus and other plants we wouldn't normally eat and I can see most of it are plants that grow spontaneously but not abundantly and are also not very nutritious and will run out fast. I pass by the "medical area" and it's concerning the ammount of people who are sick and undernourished and nobody can help them, because there's no more drugs or possibility to treat them. And just by the side of this area is the morgue/cemetery and that's where things get really depressing. Due to the hopeless situation, people have decided not to bury the dead anymore, but to skin and cut the bodies and use their meat to feed the living. So this cemetery now resembles a slaughterhouse, there's even a kind of (dis)assembly line where the bodies go sequentially through the different stages: undressed, washed, skinned and chopped. I have the thought that this is very much the idea of a tibetan-buddhist charnel ground, but instead of the meat being fed to the vultures, it feeds other people. I am filled with an immense sadness. I wonder why. Is it the people dying? They've been dying for some time already. No, it's to see them dying and immediately becoming meat. It strips them from having had any meaningful existence, they become nobody, they are just heaps of flesh. People have done it to other beings for so long, now karma is doing its work.
Updated 11-03-2013 at 10:28 PM by 34880
It's been over a year, but I'm going to start making DJ entries on here again. I've been keeping them in my own journal but I ran out of space. I will be labeling weird stuff in red and lucid stuff in blue. Also, waking life in green. This dream was extremely vivid and different than anything I've experienced before. (Except while lucid.) Last night - Friday October 19th The first thing I remembered was being in a very large super market. For some reason, it was extremely crowded (much more crowded than I've ever seen before, even on black friday.) Most people were in the very back of the store waiting for a certain item to come out. I believe it was some kind of new technology that acts like an inhaler, but is basically equivalent to eating a full meal. I was immediately interested so I got one, along with the crowd. After I bought it, people were trying it out in the store. Inhaling meals. The mist from these things quickly crowded the air, kind of like second hand smoke. I breathed in some of course. I went home with my new item. My house wasn't the same and most of my relatives were there, even a few of my friends. I told them about the inhaler and how great it was. Later on, we turned on the news to find that there was a break out of some infectious disease that turned people into cat like humans. They grew in size and had large claws. These were more along the lines of big cats than house cats. The TV was showing live footage of the supermarket I had bought my inhaler from. It turns out that the inhaler meals were defective. The footage was brutal and showed people transforming and killing other humans inside and outside the store. I realized I had inhaled some of it and I suddenly started convulsing and puking violently. The hair on my body began to stand up and started growing and changing color. I grew claws and felt like my brain was changing shape inside my head and my vision began to change. I had become a sort of werecat? I don't know what to call it, but it felt insanely weird. My family and friends quickly tied me down, else I'd go on a killing rampage. I roared and kicked to get out because I wanted to kill and unite with my cat friends. I woke up around here, about 4 hours in. I went back to bed and the dream felt eerily similar. This time I was outside in a very hilly suburban area. It was cooler than where I live and definitely seemed like Colorado or another mountain state. There was another supermarket like the one from before, but on a hill with a different name. I went inside, and like before there were a lot of people. There was no inhaler this time though. I didn't buy anything, and walked home. I got home and it was the same house as before, but my good friend and his family lived there. We'll call him C. I talked to C about what happened with the inhalers and stuff before, but he didn't know what I was talking about. His dad seemed to be listening to the conversation under his nose. Out of nowhere, the same thing happened as before. I felt the urge to puke and my legs got extremely unstable. I ran to the sink and puked up this white liquid, which quickly hardened and turned into a thick film in the sink. The feelings somewhat died down and C's dad told me I would be okay. I went to the airport with C and his dad. I watched them get on the plane and fly off. Suddenly, the feeling came back and I fell to my knees and began puking all over the airport floor. Nobody noticed me. I decided it would be good to get home and get away from the people before I transformed again. As I was running and stumbling around the giant airport terminals, I noticed other people began convulsing, falling, and puking as well. I made it out before I could transform. I thought it would be a good idea to hit the super market before going home, so I headed there. What I saw was horrifying. Cars were on fire and there were dead bodies all over the parking lot. I decided to check it out, so I went inside. Inside there were tons of people, screaming, transforming, killing other people. It was chaos. Different from before though, the people were transforming into bear-like humanoids. Not the cats from before. I ran home and locked myself inside. Blocked off the doors and windows as best as I could and turned on the TV. All the news stations were talking about the developing infection. I overheard that the army was on their way to suppress the situation at the supermarket. Outside my window tons and tons of Humvees and other military vehicles sped past. I ran outside my front door and watched as they drove down to the supermarket. I followed them down the road as best I could eventually getting to the supermarket. I watched as they unloaded troops and weapons. Helicopters were in the air. They got into position to enter the front door. I was standing on the opposite far side of the road in front of someones house. A little girl came out from the house and ran to me. For some reason, I realized what was going on and became lucid. Her mother came outside as well. I told her the army was here to help and that if the army failed or didn't come back she should run as fast as she can to her mommy. Her mom agreed with me. We watched the army breach and clear the supermarket. We heard lots of shooting, screaming, and explosions. After about fifteen minutes of waiting, the sound finally died down. It was awhile before the army got a response from the soldiers who went in. It turns out the source of the transforming wasn't from the inhalers, but from an invisible pathogen in the atmosphere during this time. Anyone is susceptible to the pathogen, but after being subject to transforming once, you develop resistances to it. After a half hour of waiting for the army to come out, I made my way to the front door. The army warned me not go in due to the risks, but I showed the commander my scars from transforming before, and he let me pass. The sliding glass doors were broken, opening and closing over and over on the body of a dead soldier. Upon entering, there was a pungent odor in the air. Death. It was completely quiet with nobody to be seen, not even any bear-people. Weird. I started walking down one of the aisles, stepping over corpses of civilians, soldiers, people that failed to completely transform, and creatures that looked just like grizzly bears. While walking down the aisle, the dream slowly started to fade out, and I woke up. Thoughts A very interesting dream nonetheless, but I have yet to figure out how to interpret it. I'll edit this later tonight after some thinking.
Dream #1 Lucid Dream? - no Dream Topic - I get a disease that makes my dreams black Dream plot - When I entered the dream I was in my Living Room with my Mother. She asked me if I had any dreams the past night. I said I didn't remember any. A few minutes later I fell asleep on my couch, when I woke up I asked myself, what did I just dream about? But nothing came to mind accept darkness. After a while I realize that I have a disease that makes my dreams black and nothing else, but I still dream. After I realize that I may never see anything in my dreams again I started to cry. My mother says that I can go to the pharmacy to pick up a pill to help me dream again. I woke up as i'm walking to the pharmacy.
12/24/2012 4:00am Don't remember much of the story but the visual stuck with me. Some kid was coming down sick I think because he had been left with his dying / sick grandfather. This was some sort of rare ancient disease that would baffle all scientists or a witch's curse. Imagery One..ewe Humanish figure(boy's grandfather) laying in mud. His flexh is spongy, slimy, and soaking wet. All over are worm-like tentacles. His mouth is open and filled with slimy water. His eyes are open and vacant. Imagery Two...also ewe Same creature is kneeling and talking to his grandson.
09-01-2012 -- [Have not been remembering as many cool dreams this month as in August, and with today's five dreams posted, I think I have got down all eight dreams I found worth remembering from the fist half of the month onto the computer. Still not every one right on time, but caught up fairly quick. Think this was the first dream of the month.] Working security at an Orlando Paving Company type of place. I'm not working alone, there is another guard here, though he is busy trying to change huge tires on a dirt mover or something. He can't seem to fix one of the tires, however. I am trying to fix my uniform, but they have no more blue pants in my size, so I am having to wear a pair of khaki pants, instead. There is a blond haired guy next to me who seems really emotional, and keeps trying to hug me. I recognize him as Draco Malfoy and am almost laughing as he tries on his blue pants and keeps asking me "Do these make me look fat?" He is reminding me that I need to catch a plane in about an hour, because some game magazine wants me to cover some kind of trade show or something for them ... though I love doing the reporting for them, somehow I forgot, and now I have to rush to get to the airport. Somehow I have run off a couple of blocks, and now I have to get back as quickly as I can, so I can get my car and drive to the airport. I'm lost, though, and am not sure exactly how to get back. I'm tired and messed up. I think I am jogging down Texas Avenue in Orlando, and I find myself walking through a go cart track. I am dodging the cars, including some being washed, and make my way through the office, where one of the employees is say "I love my job ... no! Really I hate it!" I walk West to a large warehouse, where I find myself climbing over the back of a big rig, trying to remember the combination of ingredients that made the load this truck was hauling so much more valuable than any other load. For a few moments I turn into some absolute moron movie character like Ace Ventura or one of the guys from Dumb and Dumber, and I am really annoying the guy who is trying to load the truck. Finally I remember the extra ingredient was milk, and start planning to add milk to every load to make them more valuable. The fork lift driver seems to be George, the old forklift driver I knew at JC Penney's. He doesn't know if he can handle the changes, and starts trying to kill me, instead. I soon end up back outside the warehouse, between it and the go kart place, and find a lot of sick people are standing around there. They all seem to have caught some sort of plague. Most of them are all right, but one went from catching the disease to starting to die from it in something like 7 minutes, which is a horrible, horrible record. An alarm is going off, and we're all waiting for them to come for her as her face is getting all blotchy. There is some sort of fun organization that tries to give kids with the plague a good time before they possibly die, and they are doing parasailing right now. I decide to try it, and am soon up in the sky. I cut the lines and glide away before anybody can bring me back, and manage to escape. I enter a mall, and find many of the stores are closed, and the rest are missing half their stock, due to the plague. It slowly turns into Flea World, where I am walking past two of Ron's x-rated video stores. Bob Estep, who I am with, doesn't want me to look. Soon I am outside at a discount gas station, trying to fill up my car. I am spilling some of the gas because a bad pumps. The prices are about $3 a gallon, when most places in the area are $3.75, so it is a really good price, but they are charging .05 a gallon in taxes that are being added on top of the bill, which kind of annoys me.
Alright. Last night had a lot of dreams, and I don't know where one ends and another begins, and this is DEFINITELY not the order I had them. I'm talking to my friends on Ventrilo, and one of my friends hears my dogs barking through my microphone, even though I'm not holding down my push-to-talk button. I get really confused as to how this is possible. I'm a girl that is alone, left with just her stuffed animals. I play with them and talk to them. I go into this guy's apartment because I don't have anywhere to go. He lets me stay with him. Switch POV, I'm the guy now. The girl has a special ability of being able to be 'glued' to a cross. Or maybe it's more like a magnetic thing. I dunno. She wants me to help her find a cross with Jesus on it so she can be with him. We go outside and there's this marketplace. One of the run-down shops is a Pawn Shop. I'm in class, sitting in the front row. I don't know who my teacher is. Maybe Mr. Akemon? He gives me the homework I missed cause I missed class on Monday (don't have his class irl this semester, and he teaches history, not math like I think this dream was) I'm climbing down a ladder, and I'm feeling sick. My teacher is worried about me and I'm just like "Nah, I'm fine." I get to the bottom of the ladder and stumble around. Gaming Club president is teaching us something about a game that's like a mixture between Minecraft, Wakfu, League of Legends, and The Sims. I work hard on making a map until it gets late. The president says he shouldn't even be here this late. I'm at a graduation ceremony at my old highschool's football field. I get up and walk away to do something. I don't remember much about this. Spongebob and Patrick were there, doing something that looked like it would be in a Spongebob episode. I walk back to the graduation ceremony with a blanket draped over me perfectly so it looks like a cloak. I think about how perfect it would be for my special occasion speech in my Communications class. I start to sit down beside my sister and they tell me not to cause something happened to the chair. I look at it and there's some weird stuff on it, so I sit on the corner. There's some sort of infomercial for a disease, showing it spreading and talking about how everyone wants to touch it to see how it feels. It looked like a burn scar, so this might just be a translation into me wanting to know what a burn scar feels like (because of Katawa Shoujo. <3 Hanako) False Awakening. I'm thinking about going back to bed so I can WBTB, but then I notice it's 3 PM. I get on Vent and ask my friend what I should do and he is confused as to why I would go back to sleep at 3 PM. Another False Awakening. I'm in my kitchen talking to my sister, then she sits on the ground.
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