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    1. Dream where I was helping at a church clothing drive

      by , 11-11-2020 at 05:06 AM
      I had a dream last night where I was helping with a clothing and supply drive at a large church that is in the town where I live now. It is not a church that I regularly go to, but I have some friends that go there and have been to some weddings there and also brough old clothing when they have had clothing drives.

      When the dream started, I was waiting in the parking lot for people to come and donate stuff. When a driver would pull-up, I would take the items they were donating from them and then would carry it into the large fellowship hall where a bunch of people were sorting out donations and putting like items together. I was greeting people and taking the things they wanted to donate into the fellowship hall and if they requested it, giving them a receipt for their donations. It almost seemed like I was working at a Goodwill store, but I was at the church volunteering for them instead. In the dream, several people I know in my waking life were stopping by in the cars they drive now to donate stuff. I think the dream was set in the present time, although no-one was waring masks or social distancing so I think we were not dealing with COVID in the dream.

      When the time period for people to donate had past, I went into the fellowship hall to see if I was done or if they needed more help. When I walked in, I saw that everything had been sorted and boxed-up. A big middle aged lady with greying blonde hair saw me and asked if I had time to help take boxes out to the truck. When I said I could, she pointed to the boxes that she wanted taken out first and then told me where to find the truck behind the building.

      I then took as many boxes as I could handle and carried them out to where she told me the truck was. When I got to the truck, I saw it was the old half ton truck the city has let events I help run in my waking life borrow. I loaded the boxes into the back of the truck and then kept going back into the fellowship hall to get more boxes and brining them out to the truck.

      It seemed like each time I went in to get more boxes, both the number of boxes and number of people in the fellowship hall were fewer and fewer each time I went in. I kept taking boxes out to the truck and then going back into the fellowship hall and getting more boxes and taking them out to the truck.

      After taking another handful of boxes out to the truck, I started to walk back into the fellowship hall and saw the big lady and a chunky girl with long brown hair who looked to be 13-14 walking out towards the truck each carrying a box. The lady told me that they had the last two boxes and there was nothing else to load onto the truck. She then asked if I could help her tie the boxes to the truck bed.

      I stood on one side of the truck bed and caught straps when the lady tossed them over from the other side and then hooked them in and tightened them. While we did this, the girl who had carried the last box looked on and I figured she was the lady’s daughter since she stood near the lady. As we were securing the boxes I learned that the lady was the outreach minister at the church and the girl was indeed her daughter.

      Once we had the boxes secure to the truck, the lady asked me how much longer I could help. When I told her I could help until around 5, she told me that was great since she needed help unloading boxes at the rescue mission. She said it shouldn’t take more than an hour and that I could ride in the truck with she and her daughter and then lead us towards the passenger side of the truck.

      When we got to the passenger side door, the lady opened it and then asked me to ride in the middle so her daughter could have the shoulder belt. I climbed into the cab which had the same cracked and worn tan interior and then moved over to the middle to make room for her daughter who then sat down next to me and buckled the shoulder belt. The lady then told us she needed to go lock up the fellowship hall and would be right back before closing me and her daughter in the cab.

      While me and the girl waited in the truck for the lady to come back, she was telling me about other outreach things her mom handles at the church that she likes and was trying to encourage me to come out and help with some of them. While she kept talking I noticed that something smelled bad. I couldn’t decide if it was the interior of the truck that smelled or if the girl had body odor, so I didn’t say anything and tried to ignore it.

      Eventually, the lady was getting into the truck and then playing with the key, accelerator, and stick shift trying to get the truck to start just like I always have to when I try to start it in my waking life. While she was fooling with the stick shift, I saw her staring at the floor and then she told me she thought I may have stepped into some poo. I woke up not long after she told me this, really embarrassed that some lady I had just met discovered I stepped in poo.
    2. Non-Lucid Weirdness

      by , 05-11-2013 at 02:01 AM
      Wow so um okay. This dream is embarrassing, kind of. >.>

      I was at school. One of my dream signs. I was in the classroom where I take biology. My teacher, let's just call her Mrs. Teacher, was teaching. I went out of the back door of the classroom for some reason. I think I got the impulse to take off my shirt... I went into this hallway that doesn't exist in real life. I think I was viewing myself in third person at this point. I took off my shirt, which was sky blue... all I was wearing was a bra and my pants... what the actual fuck? Now 3 boys were following me. I knew one, his name is Evan. The others were not real IWL but wore glasses and were blonde. Anyway I turned a corner and tried to run and put my shirt back on, but they told Mrs. Teacher on me! Oh no! I went back to the biology room and she was like,
      "Why did you have your shirt off? You get a detention," she said.
      and all of that good stuff.
      *Memory gap*
      Uhmmm so now my shirt was on except Evan was there and um he was feeling up on me, I guess. His hands were on my chest and all of that good stuff >.>
      "Oh yeah these are pretty nice, but I've seen better", he said.
      and... there was probably maybe another part but you know, I guess I'll keep it to myself.
      And then this blonde boy with glasses also starts feeling up on me... yeah. But somewhere in the end I get away from them and the dream ends.

      ...Yeeeaaahhhh...
      Very odd dream.
    3. Night of 9/23-9/24

      by , 09-24-2010 at 02:15 PM (SCPantera's Dream Journal)
      There were definitely some dreams last night, but my memory of them is kind of a messy whirlwind of scenes. It seems I was in some sort of weird remake of Suikoden 3. I remember there was some kind of flashback scene where Thomas and the gang from Budehuc Castle were all children and living in some kind of mansion when they get attacked by some unidentifiable monster. They flee to a room, but it follows them and they enter into a battle that they're supposed to lose for the story (very Suikoden 3-ish). Later it seems as though the army of the protagonists are lined up on a beach, getting ready for battle, but it seems that Luc is with them and when the battle starts he uses some big wind attack. Sometime later again, I'm chasing someone through some ruins, and in these ruins are intermittent portals that lead to various other passageways. Whomever I was chasing managed to trick me into going into a wrong portal, and it seemed to transport me to a mansion-like place where I run into young Thomas and the gang, who see me and run away scared. I follow them to be sure that whomever I was chasing wasn't here. I follow them into the same room as before, where they turn around and attack me. I fight back and easily defeat them all (even more Suikoden 3-style Trinity Site dickery). I then go back to the ruins where I give up, having lost whomever I was chasing. Next, I recall I'm staying as a guest in a bedroom at the top of a tower on a white mansion that belongs to the mayor of some kind of small town I was passing through. During the day I explore the town, it's surrounded by a high wall on the outskirts and when I find the lone gate the gatekeeper turns me away and tells me that I can't leave at this time. As I wander back I come across a small-town grocery store, that I briefly wander through before returning to my room. That night, I decide to sleep naked, but sometime during the night I need to go to the bathroom so I go down from the tower to use a bathroom. While I'm in there I hear the mayor's daughter and several of her girlfriends return from a night out. I try to sneak by them and make it to the tower, but there's a room I need to pass through on the way up where there's one girl on one side of the room playing video games on a TV on the other side of the room so that I'd need to pass by in front of her. Realizing I can't sneak by, I surrender to circumstance and try to quickly walk through the room with as much dignity as I can muster. The next day, the mayor is making an announcement that the girls did something wrong and have to be sacrificed; I wonder to myself if it was because the girl saw me naked, but nobody seems to think I'm responsible for their girls getting sacrificed. The girls are placed intermittently on top of the walls around the village, and then bombs in the walls are detonating, knocking them down and presumably killing the girls. Afterwards, the townsfolk return to their lives nonchalantly, but I decide to check the wrecked walls for any survivors. When I make my way over to the destroyed walls. I see many people walking around outside the destroyed walls, but no sign of the girls. There's one guy who's standing still, I notice him and he waves me over, he tells me he has a mission for me. As he's explaining it, I turn and see the person from before whom I was chasing. They also notice me and take off running. I chase them up from the wrecked wall to a section of the wall that's not destroyed and across several rooftops in a way that's reminiscent of Assassin's Creed. We go through another portal and I find myself in an Assassin's Creed style city. I see a map that outlines my mission, to eliminate a target somewhere in the city, however my memory of the dream ends before I head out to start the mission.
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      non-lucid
    4. Night of 8/18-8/19

      by , 08-19-2010 at 02:30 PM (SCPantera's Dream Journal)
      Edit: This is a partial entry with one dream sequence omitted. See file 0818-0819; recall note: mall apartment, egg achievement, delivery man.

      I've got a few fragments to record, unfortunately I ran into a problem wherein I woke up perfectly to remember them, thought about the dreams enough to crystallize them somewhat (or at least for sure the fragments I'm about to write down), but then I intentionally neglected to get up to write them down. This is something to work on overcoming in the future. I was reluctant to get up under the justification that it was sort of the middle of the work week and I was too tired to get up and write for a while to justify doing it. Plus some of the subject matter of the first one made me reluctant to bother to remember it at all (in fact, although I feel it's beneficial to write as much detail as I can remember, I'd still kind of rather any readers skip over this post). I would like to congratulate myself on the noticeably improved dream recall though, it's amazing what just a little effort can do to go a long way towards awakening at the end of dreams and remembering plenty of detail.

      So here we go. As usually I'll try to keep it as chronologically in order as possible.

      -

      The next one was a shorter fragment. I was with my immediate family. Everything seemed kind of retrograde; my brother was younger and both my parents were heavier as though it was before they both had gastric bypasses. We walked through a small junkyard into the waiting room of what looked like a car repair shop, but was apparently a combination car repair shop/walk-in clinic. Everyone sat down in a chair to wait but me; I paced around the room being annoyed and angry that once again people I'd known for years had nothing but contempt and disregard for my medical opinion. At some point I noticed my mother was missing a foot, and I thought, "Diabetes." Curiously, she was still able to walk fine despite the missing/invisible foot. She got up to ask the receptionist what was taking so long, she sounded frustrated, in pain, and desperate. She then went and sat down at a different spot. She was trying to partially cover her face with her coat, but I noticed she was crying. I continued pacing around and making mental notes about my family members until the dream ended.

      One last quick note: just went to start breakfast and I remembered one more super short fragment wherein I noticed that the free expired 2-liter bottle of Dr. Pepper I brought home from work a few days ago expired in 1995.

      Updated 08-25-2010 at 06:19 AM by 35086 (Privacy censoring)

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      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    5. Night of 8/13-8/14

      by , 08-14-2010 at 01:25 PM (SCPantera's Dream Journal)
      Edit: This is a partial entry with one dream sequence omitted. See file 0813-0814; recall note: fast food restaurant, black coat.

      Just laid down to get a little more sleep when I remembered some more details of what was either a separate dream or a long segment before the previous one (if so, I was myself at this point and not Bruce Willis).

      -

      And even just now I recall another separate sequence. At this point I'm not sure where in tonight's overall sequence it belongs.

      I was riding a bike (with a helmet even, I remember checking--successfully within the dream--a few times to be sure I was wearing one) up 10th street, I think I was on my way to work (noting of course I don't work anywhere going that direction). I turned left onto 19th avenue and decided I move to the sidewalk and stop taking up space on the street, only before I was able to do so I fell into a small crowd (maybe 6-7) of people walking (apparently I was biking really slow?) west down 19th avenue. They were talking to each other about something I wasn't paying attention to. I decided to go along with them as they moved onto the sidewalk and started moving behind some beige-colored buildings where the strip mall would be on the 10th street/19th avenue corner. We kept going and the crowd sorta slowly grew larger; I was still on my bike (I checked for a helmet here for sure at one point). As we reached the end of the buildings heading west still, someone pointed out that there was a large wooden fence blocking further passage west as well as one to our left blocking passage south. The north-south fence was slanted slightly diagonally southwest to northeast, so we turned the corner of the building to the north and kept going. The fence and the building reached a point where the formed a small passage at the building's northwest corner.

      I volunteered to go in first and check it out (at some point after turning the corner I'd gotten off my bike). Inside the passage it was very narrow, made out of wood planks like the fence outside, and the passage was uneven (ie not straight, the walls zig-zagged slightly at random intervals, mostly small but with interesting patterns, for instance there were small alcoves where people would be sitting). It seemed like it was not longer outdoors somehow, but there was a really high ceiling. It sounded crowded, like there were a lot of people outside the wooden-fence-passage area that I couldn't see, and even the passage was fairly crowded with random people just loitering of passing through in the opposite direction. It was slanted slightly downhill, so I remember thinking it felt like I was moving out of a mountain passage amusement-park-log-chute-style. My memory of this sequence ended at some point as I was navigating this passage.

      Updated 08-25-2010 at 06:20 AM by 35086 (Privacy censoring)

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      non-lucid