I am outside and climbing up a fairly small rock face that seems to be above a washed out gully (with a small trickle of water, I think). It is definitely tall enough to where I should have a rope, though I’m pretty certain I don’t. It’s probably 20-30 feet tall. I don’t think I have climbing shoes on either. The stone is a sort of glossy, but not entirely slick, bronze. It contains more features than inset holds; they’re pretty large and secure feeling. Towards the top, though, I think I come across loose sections. I try to break off a large undercling. When I summit, I’m relieved to have made it without falling or having a hold break on me. Now, I am in a bathroom and looking in a mirror. I must’ve been wearing a tank top, as my neck, collar bones, shoulders, and arms are burnt to a bright red. The fact that I’m sunburned really irritates me. I am inside some building, a department store?, with Melissa. Sam is here, but besides her I don’t see any other people. Sam is at the bottom of an escalator (the up escalator, I think), but I don’t think it’s moving at all. She is crouched down; there is an infant one to two steps above her. It is in need of a diaper change, which is what Sam is attending to. The child (a boy) is supine, the diaper open, some of the excessive amount of excrement in a clump a few steps below Sam. I don’t even see wipes or a new diaper. Sam appears flustered.
Morning of May 8, 2018. Tuesday. I allow the awareness of my physical body to become autosymbolic in the rendering of a silver van. I recognize the essence of water as dream state induction, the gentle beautiful rain splashing lightly on me at times from my left through the open window of the van. The van is driving itself without incident even though I am behind the steering wheel. Zsuzsanna is to my right in this dream (and I am sleeping more down on my stomach, so she is to my right side in reality, though I most often sleep on my left side). The van was meant to move through rain, which is the essence of well-being and healing factors, the brain and heart about 73% water at that. We go through a sparse forest of young trees; the trees on each side pass by in both directions. I do not reflect much upon such impossibility. We phase through a chain-link fence. I enjoy going down the escalator of Hinkler in the van, with brief puzzlement of what may or may not be a car wash as we go elsewhere. Other people are walking around, shopping. Miniature cars drive above me, on the ceiling, upside-down, their headlights creating a harmonious awareness. The van drives itself through a hall in an unknown building that is just big enough for it to move through. Then in a more augmented vestibular awareness, we fly far above a lake near early evening. Rain upon me in the dream state is so pleasing. Whatever vehicle my body becomes auto symbolically, car, van, airplane, boat, there is still flight potential.
Date of Dream: SUN 22 JAN - 2017 Dream No. 82 – A Distorted Chadstone I do not remember the exact sequence of all events. I was driving to so called Chadstone along an empty freeway, I could tell the sky above was grey. My car was mini yellow car, kind of a boxy shape, resembling a car model from the game Crash Tag Team Racing. In the car was myself and “Dreamy WB”. Yes, this time the dream world actually recognised WB as a dreamy clone rather than the grumpy real life entity. When at this place called Chadstone, there was another so called dreamy guardian with us but it was a male and he was not recogniseable. Now although this place was called Chadstone, it did not look like Chadstone at all... It was a very weird place. In the area were both lifts and escalators but they had a frightening presence to them. The lifts had strange parting to the doors and some of them even opened in bizarre ways. Due to phobia of lifts in real life as well as dreams, these lifts made for an extra terrifying sight. The escalators were weird in that they shifted shape of some of them were even too skinny to fit on and also bendy. Most areas of Chadstone were considered to be underwater. Side note: In real life, I have a fear of lifts and so in dreams, this is always exaggerated to an almost heart-failing scenario
Updated 04-29-2017 at 07:11 AM by 93119
I had signed up to do archery lessons somewhere. In order to pay for the lesson I had to help the person who owned the archery range judge the value of another peice of property they owned. It had to be worth at least $40k. On it was this huge building. In it was this hemispherical room. The walls were covered with bookshelves curving up to the ceiling. (How the books didn't slide off of the upper shelves is beyond me.) There was also this huge bronze/golden contraption that showed the alignments of the planets in some alien solar system. There were escalators in the building. I think one of them got broken, however.
I took a jeep to the mall. Or did I miss the jeep? It's lunchtime so I'm hoping the library/bookstore is empty of people. I went inside. I saw that Jollibee is closed. I was next to the escalator. I was on the second floor or something. It was a school building and everything is dark. There are zombies. There are also sadistic humans who capture others to torture or feed to zombies. I watched the masked human attack a zombie and a captured human. I slipped away silently. I went to the ground floor. I saw a room with the lights on. It was night. I had a voice in my head that asked what choice should I take, like in a video game. I decided to go to the light. I went inside and saw a boy and a girl, either teenagers or young adults. They're siblings. They seem nonchalant, as if they're not worried of zombies or sadistic humans roaming around. I somehow knew they had another person out in the grounds. I kinda showed them I'm no threat and they seem to accept me, but the other guy who went in is not so sure about me. He looks rugged, and he has a shotgun. He asked me if I have useful information. I told them some stuff (can't remember) and he said they're too generic. He told me to go out and find some useful information. I was out in the night on the field. Some light. I saw one zombie and stayed out of its way. Then I saw the boy... fighting? Or is he leading the zombie away? Then I turned back and saw that there's a zombie slowly approaching me. I jumped over the fence. It's morning, or at least daytime. I was looking at a beat-up van. The setting looks... suburban-western. The trio are going to the big city or something. I asked where exactly we can find gas. I had a car but it ran out of gas. Somehow, I ended up joining them in their van. I saw a scene of me taking the bus and mom saying bye, as if I'm just going to the city for a visit and there's no zombie apocalypse. I was watching a 2-D scene of "us" running from left to right of my vision, cartoonish. We jumped on a bus that's on a boat. Then we jumped over to the pier. The other person needed help being pulled up. I thought of arm training for pushing up the wall and saw Ivan F stretching his arms.
I was in a dorm. There was a cleaning crew. I was worried they might be killers or something. The other people I was with in the room kind of read my mind so they stayed. Some of them reminded me of theater ensemble in college. Some are from my LGBT friends. I felt anxious. I was in the train station. I was going to ride one. I went up the escalator, and the train just arrived. I was with Sharon, and she was on a call standing on the left side after the escalator. The train waiting area is on the right. She was still talking on the phone. When she was done, the train already left. I was going back, because I forgot my facial cleanser or something. I needed some "class." She said not to worry; she brought some of her own and she can lend some. Just to note that when I was going "back" to the escalator, it was again going up, not down. I saw some food stalls up there. NOTES: I slept for 1.5 hours starting around 7 p.m. I was very sleepy. I woke up alarmed hearing the alarm. I worried I might forget the dream, but I thought of the keywords. I wondered for several minutes how I lost the monsters in the dreams and they're now replaced by feelings of foreboding, monsters that I cannot challenge or hug. It's unnerving.
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Non-Dream Dream Dream 1: I am in grad school walking up an escalator. There is a young, beautiful woman next to me. I know that she is going to be shot by a man at the top of the escalator but I do nothing to stop it. I get a do-over to try and do the right thing. We are back on the escalator and I see the man aiming the gun at the woman. I play the whole scene out in my head where I am the hero that puts my arms in front of the bullet, saving the woman - but I don't have the courage. Apparently running the scene through my head is enough to stop the bullet. Somehow all the people around know that it was me that stopped the bullet and I am a hero. Dream 2: I only remember fragments unfortunately but I had a strong feeling of love when I woke up. A really nice girl helps me find a restaurant in Westwood - we are in love.
5:00 a.m. I was walking all over the place. I was in the mall, going up the stairs/escalator, and then back down. I walked in the grocery store. I put back stuff I already bought in the shelves (not sure why). I was walking in my hometown. I was with some people (or a person). NOTES: - I woke up earlier and was supposed to write some keywords down but I was so comfortable. - I slept on my write (same with yesterday and yesterday's dream). - I tried to focus on my breath and awareness. I gave up halfway through because it feels nice to just sleep.
Dream - 8:00AM I'm walking around a place with escalators. I see a guard in my way, I keep hitting him until he moves. He eventually gives in and offers to pull down a leaver which was on the wall, and does it. Im standing near a wall and it opens a special storage box inside the wall. There's brick like things in the way. The scene has changed to my rumpus room sf my house but still see bricks etc. Ben and I begin to take bricks off and as we almost reach last brick Ben gets cautious. He puts a cloth over the area, as If he was expecting some sort of creature to come out. A snake comes out. Ben tries to pick it up and it hisses at him. It's now on the floor. it's small medium size black snake. Ben is dad now. Dad puts a shoe over it and tries to cover hole where it may escape. I try to fix it so the hole is completely sealed but i make it worse. Snake escapes again and it can shrink itself into small blob and still move. It makes it's way under the couch. It comes out again and dad throws something over it again. I put a jacket over it but the snake pushes it's body and head up and it looks as if it's standing with a sheet on its head. I see Rex underneath the snake and snake bites Rex's ear, I freak out and stop it by pulling it away. Rex doesn't seem bothered and is still laying there. Dream Fragment: I'm outside and I see people. At a petrol station? Side Notes: Neck felt much better tonight but recall was shit once again. I've been putting effort into my affirmations and not getting rewarded. Not sure what's up but will just keep on keeping on.
Original entry dated May 10, 2002: I dreamt I was paddling a rowboat through a sea of kittens. Original journal entry dated May 19th, 2002: I had a dream that I was a skater-type person, in a forest with REALLY huge trees, and there was one tree that had an incredible long ramp up into its boughs... the ramp was extremely steep, to the point that one could not walk up it. I was skating around on the ground, and then these gangster type people drove up in a low-rider and started to threaten me because it was very dark and I was alone... in this one, though, I was male, looked blonde and surfer-dude-ish, and VERY 80s in a bad teenie flick sort of way. So I got scared and pulled a rolled-up rainbow out of my pocket (it was a very narrow rainbow, maybe a foot across) and threw it toward the ramp. It unrolled and created a glowy rainbowy escalator thing, and I jumped on it and started riding up the ramp into the tree. I was holding little metal bars in my hand that made ringing noises, and the pitch of the ringing changed as I got higher, so I would know how safe it was. But I had to hold them very straight and level and parallel, or else they wouldn't ring correctly. It was very dark and humid and exotic up in the treetop, and the sky was a pretty color of deep blue, lapis blue. The foliage was all dewy, and there was a tribal type of llady up in the treetops, and she made sure that I got up and down correctly. So I rode up and down the rainbow... Somehow, my ex-boyfriend was in on the whole "rainbow" thing and had been watching... so after all was said and done, I wound up hanging out with him at night, God only knows why, and it was around Christmas. He and his mom were looking at various miniature Christmas trees and trying to decide which one to put in the kitchen (which is even more unusual because they're Jewish), they all looked pretty beaten up, one of them spun around and lit up, but they couldn't agree and were arguing with each other, then his mother asked me what my opinion was and I just shrugged and tentatively suggested the spinny one. I thought his mother was being unusually nice to me, considering, but didn't overly dwell on it. For a split second I turn around and he is several inches taller than me, I'm astonished and do a double-take and he's back to his regular (diminutive) height. He seemed to know more about my life than he should, as usual criticizes me on a number of points and is somewhat caustic. I take it too hard because, well, I always take things too personally. Turns out Joe's been rooming with a female friend of his, I felt a tinge of jealousy but it turns out that they're just roomies in a conversation I have with him, we talk about "old times", then the conversation and dream cut off indefinitely. Then it changes to a movie set. My friends and I, as our Independent Study Project, are making a movie, but our budget sucks because it doesn't exist, and somehow the rainbow is still here. So we all wind up riding around on it and it tends to defy the laws of physics, and somehow we get stuck in an alternate dimension, where we turn into different sorts of RPG characters, and all still VERY 80s, and one of our characters is a prissy bitch but she's the mage so we've got to put up with her. Even though she sucks at being a mage. But she winds up being REALLY badass later on. Then, I'm swimming down the river because we lost track of the rainbow, and get attacked by these little pygmy people who are shooting arrows - ineffectively - at me. So I laugh at them until the tribal African lady, who has somehow become my guide, informs me that the poison on the arrows was so potent that had one just barely nicked my skin I would have died instantly. So then I got all upset and scared and nauseous... Anyway, it ended with us successfully completing the ISP with the footage from our adventure, everybody thought that a "documentary" approach to fantasy was really neat-o. We held a screening of it in a tiny theatre-type room that doesn't exist at New College - but in the dream, we went to a big university, not New College - and the professor who evaluated it was very old and sort of doddering.
1. I was in a mall. I took the escalator going down. I lied down on it and looked up to a psychedelic sky, blue, black, yellow, white, all blending in. I can't tell if it was night or day. I took pictures every 'step' of the way down. Lightning, photos, angles or angels. When I reached the bottom step, I thought of someone I tried to court recently (2 months ago), and I felt jealous. 2. I was wandering aimlessly around the mall. I can't seem to reach my destination, but I don't even know what my destination is. There was an escalator going up, but I didn't think it will lead me to my unknown destination. I just keep walking, jumping even. I didn't feel frustrated. I seemed to be enjoying just walking around aimlessly. NOTE: I meditated before going to sleep for 15 minutes and watched the hypnagogic images. This might have influenced the psychedelic sky. I also thought of that person I tried to court before sleeping. Wrote a short interpretation of the dream in my notebook which proved enlightening.
[HR][/HR] [B]Thursday, August 15th 2013: "Music store" (Non-lucid)[/B] Not much to write down. I'm in some music store with friends looking at instruments and speakers. It is a huge building, and I also see some familiar people I knew many years ago. I'm not sure if it is day or night, because I don't see any windows. At one point I'm standing on an escalator going up, and I talk to some of these people. Later I'm with a cousin of mine walking around in this same store, and trying out some of the pianos and synths.
Bedtime: 12:30 WBTB: Woke up multiple times. Aids: none Recall: Medium Vividness: Medium Awesome Factor: Zero Feeling upon waking: Sore (neck and shoulders; painless migraine sensations) -scary escalator turned amusement park ride -truck killed geese, tried to rescue injured goslings -pulling spoiled sausages out of frozen ground; trying to save birds/puppy from dog -watching movie with Dad
04.29.2012Hiding (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm in the darkness, I don't know where I am honestly. I start to move a little bit, and I see some light somewhere. I realize that I'm obviously hiding from someone, be it guards or something. I'm following somebody, but I can't remember who. I'm on the left side of this dark room, and I look outside because a door is open and portrays that it's afternoon or so in this dream. It feels like we're somewhere tropical...... And Hawaii seems fitting for that, right Kaomea? I'll even throw out the possibility that it was some kind of Calypso related environment. I try to follow the person, who is wearing a dark green shirt and jeans, but there's this random person using some kind of detection machine where if it feels the slightest human contact, it will inform the person holding it. Think of it as a metal detector that finds humans. I think it was a female that I was following I assume it's for that function because I'm trying to back away from it getting closer to me. I thought the person would give up, but since they're in the dark, they have to rely on this machinery. I slowly get up, trying to avoid the machine from touching me. When I see it stop, I relax a little bit and wait, and the person continues to go a little bit further, which forces me to stand up completely. I feel my left hand touching a bicycle, which then forces me to be even more silent until the person gives up. They finally do so, and they head out to the door in front of me. Then........ The bicycle falls over to the left, and the pedals were moving a little bit. .................................... But the person looking for me and the other girl didn't hear this some weird reason, despite being at least 5-8 feet away from me. I wait for the person to finally get out, or at least be halfway out to where their peripheral vision wouldn't see me moving. Then a light to the left of me turns on.....and it's glowing a dim orange color... Are. You. Kidding. Me................................................ ...... I decided to just remain still instead of making more noise to attract the person trying to find me. The guy looks pretty ugly to be honest with you, not to be narcissistic or anything. He finally passes to where his peripheral vision is going to help him realize that I was there the entire time, it's just that the light wasn't on for him to find me. I see no one outside, but I still stay inside the room for a while, doing some kind of abstract counting in my head to measure how far the guy went. But I had a weird feeling that he may have had one of those, "Wait a second....." moments. Either way, I wasn't going to risk him coming back to trace his steps over again. I quickly run towards the left wall near the exit to go outside. I have a gun in my hand, it's silver, and maybe it's Desert Eagle, since this thing was pretty huge for a handgun, but not too big. My back is facing against the wall, so now looking on my new left, I see a person on the other side. I quickly point my gun to him, he notices me, but remains pretty calm for some reason. "Shhhh....Is he coming back?" ........."Yeah" "How close is he.......?" I hear someone laughing outside, and I think I even hear a few gunshots? The dream bloody fades........ _________________________04.29.2012My Dream Guide is Brian? (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'm calling bull on the guy who claims to be my dream guide, but I'll post it anyway. I'm not being stubborn, it's just my own mental conflict with the debate over one dream guide showing in many forms vs several individual dream guides. I believe this is a continuation of the other dream in its own and unique way, because I'm still hiding from someone or something.... I decided that I should crouch down somewhere, a small crevice, anything that would keep me hidden. The dream shifts again to where I'm looking down somewhere. I see someone downstairs headed for the exit somewhere, and I have a feeling it's that same guy that tried to find me and the other girl who was wearing a dark green shirt and jeans... Then I look to the right of the exit, and I see a person with their back against the wall, who is fairly muscular. He's wearing a dark blue shirt with some black jeans or something. For some reason, I said, "Thanks for helping me...." He looks like he's surprised or something, probably didn't expect me to say something like that. "You're welcome." he says. Then I think for a moment, "What's your name?" .................."Brian." "Are you my dream guide?" .....................I can't remember what he said in response EXACTLY, but he said it in words like, "Yeah," "Bingo," "Finally....." I honestly stopped for a moment, but before I can say something else, my eyes go into shut down mode. You have to be kidding me right?? And what's worse, I woke up with my eyes closed, giving me the opportunity to do a DEILD, but nope, I decided to open them up, even though I know I could've went into another dream and asked this guy more questions. I'm too lazy to sleep now, I can't spend the whole day bloody dreaming anyway._________________________04.29.2012Naked Women (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I'll make this dream simple. Two naked women, cartoon versions, one blonde, and the other a brunette or with Auburn dyed hair are running from guards in what seems to be an airport. Their asses were pretty big, but not fat big, like just, damn............... for crying out loud, how could they possibly run so fast? The blonde is talking to the other girl who is ahead of her, and the girl says in a loud whisper to the blonde as they're close to going down an escalator, "Come on, the guards are starting to get more suspicious!" So I guess they try to escape. I don't remember anything else though.
Updated 04-29-2012 at 04:17 PM by 47756
I was (or we were) being chased. We were inside a mall, and I jumped over to other floors and run up escalators to avoid the chaser. Then I was in a forest of sorts. Or maybe a park. I used a flying unicycle. I encountered the inspector (who was chasing us) down at the plaza (unfamiliar). He tried to grab me, but I was able to push him back. I keep trying to avoid him in that area, but he's fast. I felt very uneasy seeing him. Like he's going to do something bad to me. But since he's an inspector, and I'm probably a thief of sorts, I might have done something wrong, and he's just trying to bring me to justice.
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