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    1. Launching of a Man, Accompanied by Voracious Copulation

      by , 05-09-2018 at 04:50 AM
      There was an event to take place in a huge event center, which appeared to me as a sort of pleasant hybrid of a baseball and football stadium. This event was to be the launching of a man from a cannon into a great trampoline, which subsequently would result in him flying off into oblivion (This is what we as spectators were to expect, anyway). I, simply just another innocent bystander among many, viewed this event from behind large glass windows. It was like we were in a private box, but it was on the same level as the ground level of the stadium.

      I stood there among what i suppose were executives, people in charge of the event. I was accompanied by a couple attractive girls, blondes, who bore a resemblance to several girls from two of my IRL college courses. We were all excitedly awaiting the launch...

      After the launch occurred, the old man bounced off the trampoline in a rather anticlimactic manner. He only managed to gain a few feet, and we all had expected him to fly much further than this. I felt disappointment, and a kind of sick recognition of an unfulfilled general aura.

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      Then, much to my disturbance, the girls beside me went out onto the field and started fucking some of the executives who had been viewing the launch. It was a ludicrous and raucous display, and it gave me a sinking feeling. Afterwards, the girls came back inside; one of them was apologizing to me it seemed, and attempting to console me, though i did not outwardly express my disgust at the disturbing display. She was kind, though, and it was almost as if her consolation negated her previous sexual misconduct. We walked together, and i somehow gained a solace about the situation.

      There was much more to this dream, but this is what i remember.
    2. Disturbing Differences

      by , 05-08-2016 at 08:43 AM
      I cannot remember the context of this dream, but I remember its general theme, as well as the feelings I had about the occurrences. In the dream, I was listening to an album I'm quite familiar with; it was probably a Genesis album. Anyway, one great thing about Genesis (At least '70s era Genesis), is that they often had themes within songs that would resurface in slightly different forms on later songs on the same album, either as like a reprise or just something to help give a sense of circular closure to the album. This is one of my favourite things about them; it can make for some really powerful stuff (Just listen to Duke or Trick of the Tail and you'll see what I mean). So, in the dream, my sense of familiarity with whatever songs I was listening to was clear to me. The song began, and of course I'd immediately recognize it and know exactly where it was going. However, what happened in this dream was something surreal, and I can only imagine what it would be like in real life. Basically, a song that I knew well would start, but at some point during the song, a theme from a song from a different album would come about and somehow work with the music. It was ridiculously strange to me, but the weirdest thing about it was that it worked, within the context of the song. Somehow my brain was able to come up with a way of combining two completely unrelated Genesis songs into one, and it made musical sense. However, it was still pretty disturbing to me in the dream. I think it would have made more sense if my dream self just accepted the weird scenario, as often happens in dreams. But I couldn't really accept it. It was surreal to me in the dream, as it would have been in real life. I only wish I could remember the song and how it worked; I now cannot even imagine what it would have been. I've had similar types of dreams before, but usually with film. A film I'd be familiar with would begin, but changes to the plot and characters would occur, which would be unsettling for me. What could these dreams be indicative of? Do they have some sort of meaning? I feel like recurring dreams usually do...
    3. Locked In A Basement And Starved

      by , 01-18-2015 at 07:24 AM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      My friend's dad locked me in his basement in a tiny cell for weeks(or months?). In order to eat, I caught mice and somehow started fires to roast them over. When the dad asked me what I ate, and I told him. "I eat everything but the insides." My body was starved and withering away. I was scared and alone. I looked for ways to escape but it was impossible. Then, my friend and her mom came home and somehow I got access to a cell phone. At this point, I was sobbing. I tried calling the friend's mom to tell her what her husband was doing to me but the call didn't go through. My friend came by and I saw a chance to get a hold of a bottle of alcohol. I told her this, and she told me not too because her dad might find out and be mad. Then I found another phone and tried to call 911 but when I pressed "9" a "0" would pop up after it so it took me awhile. I was crying so hard saying, "help me, help me!" It was traumatizing.

      It wasn't quite a nightmare, but a scary, disturbing dream.
    4. Vacations Can Be Murder

      by , 11-02-2014 at 02:50 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      ‘I’m’ on a ship that’s sailing through a body of water. It passes the same piece of log with ropes tied on it three times, and there was some story about sunken ship(s). As it gets to third one, one of three(?) girls mentions it worriedly. Another says something like ‘it’s just a legend’.

      There’s a view of a boat ahead paddling past the log, and the left paddle almost hits a piece of wood sticking out from the log.

      The ship is parked next to something like a sandbar in the water. The mood feels like a vacation, everyone’s preparing to relax and have fun. The girl who was worried before gets off the ship and goes onto the strip of sand stuff and feels safer there for some reason.

      There’s a little girl playing on the circle at the end of the sandbar and a ‘ritzy’ couple sitting off to side with their small dog.

      Scene changes to inside the ship. A couple is trying to have sex but their child keeps interrupting. The man tells her to go do something and not come back until she reaches ‘zero’.

      The couple canoodling scene changes into one of a NC-17 rated horror scene, a mix between the Halloween movies, Law & Order: Special Victims Unit and Criminal Minds shows. I unfortunately remember parts of it and I woke up feeling sick and had a hard time getting back to sleep. So I’d rather not have to type it up. @[email protected]

      The girl’s voice sounds, saying ‘here there are’ and such. She brings a worker/cook (she’s wearing a uniform and apron) with her, who starts screaming when she sees the scene of carnage – and the killer who’s causing it. The killer reminds me of Jason and Michael. Think he was even wearing a mask, but he had near shoulder length kinky red-ish hair.

      The girl is screaming too. They run. The girl had short, mousy brown hair and was about ten or eleven years old. The worker was middle-age or younger with her light-colored hair put up.

      Tags: murder, disturbing, children, water, ships, dogs
    5. Logan's Dream Journal~ Day I

      by , 12-28-2013 at 09:08 PM
      Hello! I am interested in lucid dreaming, so I will take notes on the dream that I just had on here... now!

      So, the dream was a disturbing one. It involved murder, a murder-causing radio (or 2?), possible time-traveling to find the roots of what happened, vomiting, and survival. The funny thing was, I knew that I was dreaming, but I wanted to solve the dream's problems. That may be why I decided to go back to find the source; terrible things already happened then.

      Oh, and I almost forgot another thing; there was a sociopathic truck. There was no driver in it, and it seemed to seek out people to run over when they are crossing... Sort of like the Doctor Who episode "Father's Day", where a truck (albeit with a driver) constantly goes through a time warp to hit the paradoxical person who was meant to die then so that the time stream becomes normal again. It was like that, except that I didn't die permanently. I had a dream within a dream, I think...

      And now I really wanted to find a way to destroy the radio, in bed, which I took manners to do.I took the radio, teleported into bed, and I tried to wake up by forcing myself to. I screamed as hard as I could, I made up ridiculous twists that would wake me up, and I even vomited in bed. I also tried to destroy the radio, but it didn't seem to break...

      Thankfully, that was only in the dream, and I eventually woke up. I immediately did a reality check on my surroundings; it was not bright, like in the dream. I was quite astounded, and I decided to make this journal to record such dreams. Needless to say, it was a memorable nightmare. I have a feeling the radio is going to come back into my dreams, though I hope not... I will make these posts as much as I can, and I look forward to the results. ^^

      -Day 1 completed-

      - Logan

      Updated 12-30-2013 at 10:53 AM by 67145

      lucid , non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening , memorable , side notes
    6. The Man Who Tore His Own Mouth Off

      by , 06-27-2012 at 10:27 PM (The Realm of the Child)
      This was merely a fragment of a dream, though it was quite... disturbing to remember when I woke up in the morning.

      The Man Who Tore His Own Mouth Off

      I don't remember where or when this dream originally took place. It seemed like a futuristic grotto of sorts, filled with large, sci-fi buildings and greenery hanging from the sides of those buildings. Though, I remember only one thing; a man. He was of white skin color, had black hair, was of a fat and round build and wore an open gray hoodie with a yellow t-shirt underneath, and baggy gray jeans. He looked pretty standard anyways. I was told by what I thought was my brother that this was a video that I had to watch, and it wasn't really a video. It seemed to be in the same futuristic place. He began opening his mouth manually with his hands, as if he couldn't do it on his own or something. Though, it soon became apparent that he was about to inflict some serious self-harm on himself, and on purpose, too. He opened until it was wide enough, though seemingly emotionless to the whole act. Not a peep or an expression of joy or pain. He stuck a hand in his mouth, and did what I wouldn't have ever expected. He began trying to pull out his lower jaw, and I began to see it come out of his mouth. I covered most of the view with my hand, save for his eyes, though being in a dream, I could see through my hand. He pulled out the lower row of teeth he had, and threw it on the ground without any protest. He then gripped his upper jaw, and did the impossible. He was going to tear out his whole maw, lips and all. I watched it, the blood beginning to flow, and I felt horrible. It soon was halfway out, and the mouth was like a funnel shaped organ as it came out of a blank hole in his head, and once the mouth was out, it was a tube connected to a smaller one in a hole. He began to show some serious pain, and his eyes began to water with tears. He then somehow yelled out "It hurts!" in perfect tone, like his mouth was still there, though it was still being held in the man's hand. I don't remember what happened next, but it was certainly disheartening.
    7. The Old Man, The School, The Deaths, The Rebirth, and The Success.

      by , 04-15-2012 at 12:34 AM (The Realm of the Child)
      Dream Type: Non-Lucid, Semi-Lucid, Memorable.
      Dream Mood: Mysterious, Stressful, Eerie, Sad, Happy, Strange.
      Dream Setting: My Hometown, Some Futuristic School, The 50's.
      Dream Characters: My Mom, Some Old Guy, Random Classmates, False-Parents.

      This was a long string of dreams that I had due to the fact that I kept waking up and falling asleep again because of a sudden and painful cramp I got in my lower back.

      Anyways, as usual, the beginning of my dream is not quite present, though I remember my Mom and Me were at some sort of emergency of some sort and told some old guy to drive me to a hotel or something where she would be staying, though I was concerned of her trust in this unknown man. He was a Caucasian man with no hair and a long strangely beard. I got into a black, modern-day car with him, and we drove off but not to the hotel, but to my mother's house, where we cooped up in my bedroom and began eating and talking. At first, he was a bit of a jerk, though as time progressed, he became nicer, and even ordered me a pizza that came in an instant. My mom texted me, wondering if I had gotten to the hotel yet, and for some reason, I said yes. We then conversed on how we were going to get to the hotel. We never did get to the hotel by the end of the dream.

      This next dream was very strange. I was sent to some futuristic boarding school of sorts, where everyone wore a tight suit that exposed their lower legs and their arms. Many things were quite futuristic, actually, such as the TV screens that were large and wide in our classrooms. I was in one of those classes, and a girl who I don't remember knowing was my friend. I was making a killing in these answers, getting almost every question asked by the teacher right, and once class was over, the girl asked me if I wanted to see a play she was in, and I agreed as we walked towards the front desk to see what time the play was at. I don't remember finding out though. Next, I was outside the school, and some guy was fixing something on the road as I watched him a bit, though suddenly, I saw a large truck, an 18-wheeler that for some reason drove on it's side coming his way. The whole truck avoided him, though the tires bounced up and down, and I realized one of the tires was heading his way, and as I saw one of them suddenly bounce a bit over his head, ready to crash down on him, I shouted "Watch out!" but it was too late, well, he didn't even react, but instead, the wheel came crashing down on him, putting his body into a round pulp of skin. I was shocked, traumatized at what I saw, and as the other's crowded around the mangled corpse, I ran, far away. I went on the road, making sure I was far from the school. I even went into the forest, and kept running and running, faster and faster. I eventually crossed a WWII airbase, and they began shooting, someone did at least. I realized that I was going to die then, so I wouldn't let them have the pleasure, and I jumped off the takeoff point, falling to my death. This was the end of my life, supposedly. Once I "died", I only saw black and a flash of some images that I cannot remember, but I was given the opportunity to start my life over, as if there was no heaven or something. And so I did, though I was given the choice of an era to choose.

      The era I would choose to be born in was the 1950's. I can't say why, but I just chose that time. Still, there was no point where I was a baby or anything, but instead I was a child, more of a pre-teen really. I wore a red and yellow striped t-shirt and had short blonde hair, much like my actual self, and I had different parents, ones that were unfamiliar to me, and we were looking for a house in the dead of night. We found one eventually, and it was right by a dreadfully scary woodland area, though we didn't seem to mind, and without any caution to who or what was inside the home, we went in, and it was already furnished with all the things that we needed. Many things didn't seem like they would exist in the 50's, like cable TV with a channel guide built into the TV and modern-day cartoons such as Ed, Edd and Eddy. Still, we took the house.

      I can't quite remember what happened after that, but what I do know is that there was quite a large gap between then and the next part of the dream, where it mainly consisted of me, my false mom and my false dad, who now lived in a very prestigious home with a large backyard and a horse statue in the middle of it, and not to mention the great view of a large green, grassy landscape. I can't remember what we were doing there, but we were there.

      I've been having a lot of death-related dreams recently... I wonder what it could mean.
    8. Wow, I have weird dreams.

      by , 09-08-2011 at 08:51 PM (Curiouser and Curiouser)
      I was really hoping for a lucid dream last night, but no such luck. Really weird dreams too.

      There were a bunch of super tall girls competing (much taller than me - which is saying something as I clock in at a healthy 5'9"). I really strongly disliked one of them, some blonde girl. I don't remember why. We were taken to a hotel (me and my group) by the guy in charge, and at first we were upset because we had the building furthest from the center/main event (I don't remember) but then we realized it was by the water, so we were happy.

      I went to some sort of party , I wrote down that S was there but I think it was actually R and I just got them mixed up. M was there and I remember getting upset because he was talking and laughing with R the whole time, even when she was being snarky. It wasn't a big deal though, and I left with Mo and Ra. They had a fridge in their car, which was really funny since it kind of makes sense since they always have the munchies.

      I remembered something else later, and I think it was part of a different dream but it might have been from the same one.

      I was moving into my suite (pretty obvious why I dreamed about that), but the suites in my dream were totally different than in real life, and I only had one roommate. It was just one really small room with two beds and a giant tv on the wall. My dad was helping my move in and my roommate had already brought all her stuff in.

      In another part I was just watching a story about a little boy that captured a pony (it looked very my little pony-esque, not realistic at all), and was doing experiments on it. He was taking blood and collecting urine samples, and then he was making it drink a mixture of the two. That did not feel as weird and gross in the dream as it does now that I'm awake, but I remember hoping that when the two mixed it would just look like strawberry lemonade so it wouldn't seem so gross - but it didn't, it was just a dark orange-y yellow. Ew.

      I'm working on being more constantly aware. I hope this pays off sometime soon!
    9. Zombies borne from the Antarctic - thank the chickens

      by , 08-05-2011 at 10:56 PM (Exploring the Unconscious - Bob's Dream Journal)
      First online entry.

      I had a very long dream, probably in the 30-45 minutes before I woke up, about a zombie-like illness that originated from Antarctic chickens. (Well, a facility that was doing lab testing on chickens in the Antarctic). I remember being bunkered down at my post. If memory serves - it may not - I was at the base of a frozen, craggy mountain to my Southeast. Across the frozen expanse to my North was another mountain, much farther away. I may have felt responsible for the tragedy. Directly or indirectly. I don't really remember that for certain, but I do remember a feeling of dread, incompleteness, moral or emotional sickness. Quiet personal turmoil. Not that the idea of zombie apocalypse wouldn't haunt me, but it was more than that. Very psychological and very dark.

      Towards the closing moments of the dream, there was a fragment involving my mother and I trying to contain the infestation/sickness. Mom was putting a disease-ridden chicken back into a coop after it had escaped. Wherever we were wasn't frozen, it was grassy, but sparsely and still cold - like a tundra. Mom was trying to maintain that trademark care-free zest of hers', and seeing her trying to maintain composure at the brink, or the midst of an apocalypse only troubled me further.

      I was happy to wake up from this one. And happy that I was able to shrug it off, but oh shit did I have a sour taste in my mouth that morning. Figuratively.

      5.5 hours of sleep
      Krill oil, 1 capsule
      Chamomile tea (strong)
      Watched Conspiracy Theory with Jessie Ventura right before bed, the Plum Island Animal Disease Research Facility episode - was the source of inspiration for the dream, beyond a doubt.

      Updated 08-08-2011 at 07:05 PM by 29285

      memorable , dream fragment
    10. Rape, Shopping

      by , 06-20-2011 at 06:04 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      So.. I was really unsure about posting this just because it's sort of.. intense. But I decided that it's just a dream and I've posted so many other not-so-pleasant dreams on here so I guess I'll post this one.

      This is my third(I think) dream about a rapist but the first one that involves.. me.

      I was in my house when some guy around my age barged in and started chasing after me. I tried to find a place to hide but he chaded me down and found me right away.
      Spoiler for a bit graphic:
      Afterwards, he acted like nothing had happened and so did I because I wanted him to trust that I wouldn't tell anyone so that he would leave. Unfortunately, he was too smart to leave right away. I tried to get away again but he would chase me down right away. So I just tried to be calm and casual and then he saw the hot tub in my backyard. I asked him if he wanted to go in it and he said yes. I told him I didn't feel like going in and that I would just stay in the house. I promised him that I wouldn't call or say anything to anyone or try to get away, and he actually believed it. He thought we were 'pals' then. So he went out to the hot tub and I quickly locked all the doors so he couldn't get back in. I ran to a room to find somewhere to hide but decided I was safe enough to stay where I was and call for help. I called 911 and told them everything. Then someone else was there with me, maybe a neighbor or something, and the guy was trying to get back in the door as the neighbor or someone blocked it. I was terrified that he would get back in so I held the door shut until one of my parents, my dad I think, came home. I told him what happened and we got in his car and sat there until the cops showed up. It seemed to take forever for them to arrive, but when they did come there was around six of them. I finally felt safe again..

      I had another dream about shopping for a birthday gift for my friend and I went to mayfair mall with one of my other friends to shop. I had a gift card to Victoria's Secret, which happened to be just a small makeup stand in a Khols, instead of a whole store. I had no idea what to get and my friend was helping me pick stuff out but I didn't really want to buy any of it. Then she just sort of ignored me and walked off to shop for some clothes and I followed her. I went to try something on so I sat in a waiting area with some other people from my school. They were laughing a little at me, I think because I was dressed in a hoodie and jeans while everyone else was dressed all fancy and 'cool'. I laughed to myself then and thought, "Yea well atleast I don't have to go shopping all the time and spend 1,000$ a month on clothes." I was happy the way I was.
    11. SOMEBODY HEL- oh.

      by , 04-06-2011 at 09:18 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      yea yea yea I know I hardly ever post my dreams anymore..

      SOMEBODY HEL- oh.

      I was in school(like most of my dreams) in some class with my friend Aub and some other student. We were the only ones in the classroom for some reason, and out of no where there was some screaming and some people shouting "OH MY GOD!" I was too scared to go outside the classroom and see what was going on, so I just sat there and watched as Aub looked out the door and was like "SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING! OH MY GOD!" but it seemed as if no one did anything. So I asked Aub what was going on out there, and she said something about boys on fire. So I finally went outside the classroom and saw something really disturbing. Two naked teenage guys going at it who were apparently having hot burning love or something.. surrounded by pizza slices on the floor. No wonder no one went to the rescue. I saw one of the teachers, Mrs. Sack., say "knock it off guys, seriously!!!!!!!" in a really angry voice, but the boys just kept going at it. Then I woke up. Ew. I thought something exciting was going to happen, but no, it was just two guys going at it.. at school... nothing out of the ordinary. ha
    12. Lucid Dream From Iso Tone

      by , 02-15-2011 at 07:17 AM (Reading With My Eyes Shut)
      My Notes

      Tonight, I decided to try to WILD with the help of a free lucid dreaming Iso tone I got from iso-tones.com. I would listen to if after I woke from my alarm.

      My first dream, and in fact all my dreams this night, were very long & vivid. The first dream wasn't very pleasant. I was standing outside my bedroom with my older brother. We were looking inside my bedroom. There were six spiders on the inside of my window. Six spiders. In the real world, I'm quite scared of spiders, but it's x10 worse if the spider is in my room. I express my disbelief to my brother.
      The scene changes; I'm in my backyard with my younger brother. My bed is also out there. Since it's a dream, the extension has yet to be built. It's night-time, and we're spraying the bed with my insect & bug killer. i don't miss a spot.
      I'm back in my room. I notice, in the cupboard, there is an old dirty hole. I franticly spray in there. I think to myself, it must be where they get it. I don't see any more spiders. I feel that since they're all gone, and that the holes have all been sprayed, no more should be in my room again. This gives me some peace of mind.

      I'm back outside again. There is a big old-looking tree. It has a tarp, I think a green one, going over it. On the top of the tree (it's slightly taller than me) is a disturbing sight. It's a mouse, completely engulfed in spider webs. The tree is covered in spider webs, that look similar to beeswax. My little brother, who is now with me, doesn't realise what it is. I have to explain it's a mouse.

      My alarm wakes me up. I remember to use the iso, combined with WILD. I listen to the entire 30 minute MP3. I'm still nowhere near entering SP, and my hair is beginning to itch, so I decide to just go for WBTB instead. I remind myself to become lucid, and to remember my goals and to stabilise the dream. This pays off.

      I would rate the following lucid dream as a layer three, minor.
      Spoiler for Layer Three:

      I'm on a stretch of road, in a small town. I don't really how I become lucid; I think I was lucid from the beginning. I excitedly rub my hands to stabilise the dream. I yell "This is a dream" many times. As I do this I notice some buildings in the distance increasing in detail. I want to finally complete some of my dream goals. I consider finding my DG, but I realise that may take some time, so I just try to find my dream name instead. A friend of mine named Harry.B is in a black car near me. I get in the car as he starts to drive. I ask him my dream name. He think for a few moments. He says "Hansen Francis." I can tell by the look on his face, and the fact that a friend of mine is called Hansen, that he just made this up. I decide to disregard this. Whilst in the car I have to yell "This is a dream" a few more times.
      By now, my lucidity is fading. I'm still lucid, just much less aware. I'm at school outside my lockers, and I'm still trying to find out my dream name. I ask a kid named Luke. He gives me a very intellectual speech on how one does not just find his dream name, he must earn it. I'm surprised at how much sense he's making. I remember for a few moments being in the canteen, but this doesn't last long.
      Now I'm outside again. There is a big factory to my right. Nobody is near me. I decide to try and fly. Since my logic was still not working very well, this was very extremely easy. I just jumped up, and off I went. I was thinking to myself how badly I didn't want to forget this when I awoke.
      Then I woke up.

      Only when I woke up, did I realise how un-lucid the end of that dream had become. I happily wrote the the dreams down.

      I went back to sleep for a short while. I had a third very vivid but short dream. I was in my maths class, which was very dark and gloomy. Sitting next to me on my left was my school crush. I hear someone to my right on the other side of the room talking to her. I'm slightly embarrassed, and incredibly sick. I have a very runny nose and headache. I keep coughing and sneezing. I look to my left again to see that an old lady had sat between me and my crush.

      I'm ticking the "task of the month" DJ category because I believe "find your dream name" was a previous one. I'm going to try my luck with the Iso tones again tonight. Hopefully I can use it to aid WILD.

      Updated 02-15-2011 at 07:43 AM by 25794

      side notes , lucid , non-lucid , nightmare , memorable , task of the month
    13. Old Rapist, Yuck!, Rhinoplasty, Rollerblading

      by , 11-23-2010 at 11:15 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      regular/lucid? dreams: 11-23-10

      I skipped school today since I didn't have much going on and I needed to work on finishing my college applications so I slept late and had tons of dreams. For my Psychology class, we are supposed to start keeping a dream journal, which of course is really easy for me, but the problem is that most of my dreams are much too disturbing and I don't think I want my teacher reading them.. so I post them on here instead.

      Old Rapist
      I was at the house of an old man, along with some other people, and I think some of my friends where there. I don't remember much, but what I do remember is that people would wait in a line to be raped or something crazy like that, and there was blood everywhere, the house was dirty, people were puking, it was gross. After that I went to my next-door neighbor's house and me and my friends were sitting at the counter. My friend started puking, and I tried to puke too because I felt like I had to because of all the gross things I went through but nothing really came out.

      Me and my friend Sydney went to a public indoor pool to go swimming. I looked down and already had on my swimsuit, with was mismatched because I brought the wrong top.. or bottom.. or both. I had one of those cami tops on that cover your stomach and I had striped bikini bottoms on that had the Marble Blast Gold logo on them, which I thought was pretty cool(I'm a dork like that). But before I went swimming I really had to go to the bathroom, so I went into a room but it had no toilet so I went through a door in that room that led to another room, and in that room was my teacher(not going to say which one) and some other guys. The only toiled was in the middle of the room. They said they would turn their backs while I went so I sat down but then my teacher started walking towards me in nothing but her underwear and fat hanging out everywhere. I knew that this wasn't actually happening because I wasn't even supposed to go to school this day so part of me knew I was dreaming. But anyway, I sat on the toilet for awhile while she watched me.. it was so gross.

      For some reason, I got a nose job because I didn't like my old nose, it was too big or something. I remember taking of the bandages and looking at it in the mirror, liking it even though it didn't look that different. I kept touching it but my mom or friend or whoever was like "you're not supposed to touch it for atleast 3 days!" but it didn't hurt or anything. I realized that I didn't even remember going in the hospital to get the surgery, getting the anesthesia, or even waking up for that matter. But here I was with a brand new nose.

      I went rollerblading down the hill by my house. I was gaining speed quickly and got scared and slowed down but it was too late. I slipped and hit the ground face first, but the ground was rubbery and it didn't hurt at all.

      Did I use two different shades of purple for this? They look the same to me..

      I swear, my dreams are getting more and more disturbing.
      Tags: disturbing
    14. Rape, My Suicide, Late For Class

      by , 09-06-2010 at 08:32 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      regular dreams: 9-6-10

      The first two dreams are from several nights ago and they are kinda depressing/disturbing. I don't really know why I had these dreams, probably from watching too many scary movies or something. The last dream is from last night. I can't remember much so they are just fragments.

      I don't know who's house we were at, mine or someone else's. There was this middle aged woman there, with curly brown hair. I was just standing there watching as this guy was creeping around the outside of the house trying to break in. I called the cops but the line was busy and they never came. The guy got in the house and raped her right in front of me. This happened multiple times, it was like the dream was repeating itself and I couldn't change the outcome.

      My Suicide
      I was in my room and I'm not sure why but I wanted to die. So I think I took some pills or maybe cut my wrists, I don't remember. There were some people trying to get in my room and help me but they couldn't. I knew that I wouldn't die no matter what because I think part of me might have known that I was in a dream and I can't get injured in dreams. So all I really remember is sitting on the floor in my room dying.. or not.

      Late For Class
      It was third block(hour, class, whatever) and I was at my locker talking to a friend. I had forgotten what class I had next and the time clock was counting down. I started freaking out and looked at my schedule and saw that I had accounting class next(I don't even take that class in real life) and it was downstairs. So I hurriedly walked to the back of the school and to the right to a staircase(even though there's not one there in real life) and got to class like 5 minutes after the bell rang. But it didn't matter because the teacher said he never takes attendance and didn't care. Then I realized that I might have early lunch instead of late so I didn't even know if I was supposed to be there.
    15. 06/13/10 Master of Illusion

      by , 06-15-2010 at 02:18 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: I went to bed tonight with an unexpected goal. MoSh had come on the computer and said there were some disturbing things going on with him, he'd had a nightmare, so my goal was to go check out MoSh's inner world and make sure things were ok in there. This was the goal I had in mind when I fell asleep. Once again no WILD, but I did have the following dreams…

      I was at work. It was the hospital where I used to work. I was sitting at my desk. I had been sleeping. Crap… I looked around and saw Susie also asleep. Well, at least I hadn't been seen sleeping. I got up and paced a bit in the office to try to wake myself up. I woke Susie up. She looked up at me and asked what I was doing. I said I was sleepy so I was walking to wake myself up. She said to grab a pillow and sleep then, it was nap time. Nap time? Since when did my job have nap time? She must have seen that I was confused. She asked how else am I supposed to check the inside of the servers except through a lucid dream? She said I should get to sleep and into a lucid so I could go check out the MExchange1 server while she finished checking on the Harp0 server. She lied her head down to go back to sleep. Checking servers in lucid dreams? Better get in the habit of doing RCs. To begin that I did a RC right there. I could breathe through my nose even when I pinched it… I was dreaming right now! Screw this job! I'm outta here!

      I walked out of the office and down the hall to the door that led to the fire exit. Concrete stairs led both up and down from there, but instead I climbed up on the concrete railing. I did another RC just to be sure, then I jumped into the air and flew. Yay flying! Yay lucid dream! Ok… focus. I flew away from the hospital and thought about my goals. I wanted to do a DDO dream… I wanted to open a locked book I have in my inner world… I wanted to complete the task of… MoSh! That name pushed into my head with force. MoSh! I had said I was going to go check out what had happened with MoSh! I bumped paying a visit to MoSh to the top of my list of goals. I focused on opening a portal… at first it didn't want to work, but then I focused harder and it opened. I flew through the portal…

      I landed in the yard outside of MoSh's house. The weather was bright and sunny. I went over to the house. I could hear voices inside, a man and a woman were talking really mushy mush to each other. I looked inside through the window and saw MoSh and Asuka kissing pretty heavy. I didn't want to interrupt their make-out session. I turned to leave, but I remembered I was going to check on Asuka. I looked into the window again. I would check on both of their energies to see if there was any sign of contamination. I looked, focused, and I saw none. It wasn't just that I saw no contamination, I saw no energy at all! They weren't real! Wtf? I quickly made up a corny rhyme spell… "Dispel the vision that I see, from illusion set me free." The illusory MoSh and Asuka vanished… and the entire scene shifted…

      Now I was in the basement of MoSh's house. MoSh and Asuka were chained to two separate stone tables. There were people there torturing them. I recognized the torturers, too. Nomad was peeling MoSh's skin off and Angel was sticking rusty nails in Asuka. Wtf?! No way could that really be Nomad and Angel… Whoever it was I was going to stop them. I went in to stop them and noticed again… no one there had any energy. I repeated the spell I'd made to dispel illusions… "Dispel the vision that I see, from illusion set me free!"

      The scene shifted again, but not much this time. It had just shifted so that Nomad and Angel were being tortured by MoSh and Asuka instead of the other way around. "Dispel this vision that I see, from illusion… glurk…" My spell was interrupted when I nearly puked. MoSh had just torn one of Nomad's eyes out and fed it to Asuka, popping it into her mouth like a piece of candy… Yuck! I went through my dispel illusion spell faster so I wouldn't get distracted again… "Dispel this vision that I see, from illusion set me free!"

      The scene changed again. Asuka tied up naked between two trees in a forest, MoSh videotaping as a line of disgusting looking men forced themselves on her. Asuka was screaming and crying… no… repeat dispel illusion spell… MoSh and Asuka swapped places, the ugly men were doing MoSh from the rear while Asuka filmed it and laughed, "How do you like it, you sick fuck?" Um… no… repeat dispel illusion spell. The scene shifted. Asuka and MoSh having pretty violent and raunchy sex… well, I don't know how they like to do it… The people had no energy, not real. Repeat dispel illusion. MoSh stabbing Asuka many times and then coming towards me with the bloody knife… no… dispel illusion… MoSh and Asuka skinning live animals, couldn't tell what kind… no… dispel illusion. This was getting ridiculous! Asuka giving oral pleasure to MoSh then suddenly ripping his… um… you-know-what off with her teeth… no… dispel illusion, dispel illusion, dispel illusion! Damn it! Why wasn't it working?! I focused carefully, not paying any attention to the screaming around me as who did I-don't-want-to-know-what to who… and focused on the spell, "Dispel this vision that I see, from illusion set me free. All this horror cannot be, make it gone, so mote it be!"

      I stood there with my eyes closed a bit longer. No screaming… no sounds of raunchy sex… no crying… no sounds of animals in pain… I carefully opened my eyes. I was outside of MoSh's house. There was a strange fog hanging over the area. Q telepathically told me it's called a fog of illusion. The fog lent a creepy aspect to everything. I used the song Full Moonlight to gather up the strange fog from all over, in the house, all around… into a small orb that I threw into a void.

      Ok, now where were MoSh and Asuka? I had to find them. I felt for their energy and found it. They were both in the house. I went in through the front door, following Asuka's energy because she was closer. I found her in the kitchen, in the pantry, cowering in the back corner trying to make herself invisible. She saw movement, shrank back, but then came to me crying tears of relief. She said she was so glad to see me… MoSh had been infected with dark energy, he was trying to kill her, and she hadn't been able to do anything for him. She said she had tried to get out of the house to get help, but he was always waiting there with his huge knife, saying which parts of her he wanted to cut off first… "Please help him," Asuka said, "It's not his fault… it's dark energy, I'm sure…"

      I checked Asuka for energy corruption. I found none, but I did a Touch My Heart healing spell on her anyway. Golden energy flowed into her. I then followed MoSh's energy. It was downstairs in the basement. I found him there. He seemed to be sneaking along the back wall, trying to blend with the shadows, getting closer to the stairs. He saw me there and apparently thought I was Asuka. "Come on, Asuka," he said, "Try to fight it! You need healing! Just fight it for a bit… I really don't want to hurt you!"

      "I'm not Asuka," I said. He heard my voice and recognized it. He came running over to me and put his arms around me. He said he was really glad to see me, Asuka needed healing… and she needed it bad. He motioned to the far side of the room. Shawna came out. MoSh said Asuka had tried to kill both of them, and neither Shawna nor him had been able to heal her. But she needed help badly… I would help, wouldn't I? I said I already had seen Asuka and I had used a healing spell on her. I used Touch My Heart on MoSh and Shawna, though they didn't look infected, either.

      When MoSh and Asuka were in the same room, I told them what illusions I'd had to break through in order to get to the reality of MoSh's inner world. The psycho version of MoSh trying to kill Asuka and the psycho version of Asuka trying to kill MoSh and Shawna weren't real, they had just been illusions. Very convincing, very hard to penetrate. I told them there had been a strange fog all over the place, the fog of illusion. They seemed to understand and accept that, now everyone was pissed. Who the fuck had put that there? How had they gotten in? I wondered if it was something L had done when he was inside before, or if he had used another dirty trick to come back and do it… because if he had come back after the incident last night, he was apparently looking for a permanent playmate in Walms. The idea that L secretly finds being beaten to a pulp to be a turn-on crossed my mind briefly, but I got rid of that because it would make me sick very quickly…

      Asuka, Shawna, and MoSh were all hugging now. MoSh pulled me into the hug. We all hugged there for a couple minutes, everyone was relieved that things seemed normal now. MoSh was thanking me for helping. I said I would be there to help any time, I was glad he and Asuka and Shawna were all ok. The dream slipped, and I woke up, disappearing right out of the group hug.

      Updated 06-15-2010 at 02:28 AM by 27700

      lucid , nightmare , memorable
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