Night of June 10th, 2016: Gym Class // A Wild Ex Has Appeared! Here are two dream fragments from last night: In dream fragment #1, I was in some sort of gym class. It wasn't in my school's gym, but rather a huge, dark room with no windows and reddish-yellow lighting. Many other girls were in there, and we were told to do a few different tasks, one of which I remember. We were asked to run from one side to the other. My feet got incredibly heavy as I did this though, and it felt like I was moving through water or as if I had chains wrapped around my ankles: slow. I turned to ask the other girls what was going on but I got no response In the second dream fragment, I was peering down a hole in the ground into the "bedroom" of my ex boyfriend (the one represented by the more intelligent gorilla in last night's dream). It was dirty and cluttered, and he sat in it. //dreamcut// We are suddenly in my grandmother's basement, him on her couch. I don't remember any more than that, but I'll update this if I do.
11/2 I'm crying to my ex's mom. She's being uncharacteristically nice to me. My ex was in an accident that melted his eyes and he was now blind. An image comes up of an almost piece of pottery with a face. It looks melted and the eyes are hollow. I'm telling his mom how much I love him. Cut scene, and now I see that that was a dream. My ex is okay, but had a vastectomy. The word appears on a piece of paper like in a notepad. 11/4 nap I'm in my kitchen with my ex. He's sitting at the counter. We're both dressed nicely. I know we're not together as a couple. He's talking about a surgery and having his bladder removed. I want to hug him and comfort him, but I refrain. (Can someone help me interpret these please? I just broke up with him about a month ago. We were together a year and 4 months. I have no conscious regrets over the break up.)
Ugh so weird.. even for me. I was on my computer talking casually to my high school ex, A (who I don't dislike, but am not on good terms with/ think of him) and his best friend, B (who was a mutual friend who stayed out of the drama but who I also don't see anymore since he's.. well.. my ex's bff. But no harm done). Anyway, the three of us were chatting on a strange chat program that allowed us to get into each other's itune libraries and play songs from them so all three could listen similtaneously to the chosen song. The boys were choosing music from mine and we all were laughing and joking around like we were the best of buddies. I cannot stress the weirdness of the situation enough, but the dream made it feel so incredibly natural. We were happy and no one else from high school made up our group of friends. Just us three. In the next fragment I remember, we had met up at some kind of low-lit indoor mall. Scenery was fuzzy, but I could tell we were still having fun together. I can't remember what spurred on the next part exactly, but the next thing I knew, B was flirting with me somewhat. He stopped joking around and looked serious, making the whole lighthearted mood of the dream shift. Then the most bizarre thing happened: he leaned in and kissed me! Even more bizarre, is that my dreamself liked it and was falling for B. When I was waking up, I still felt some of the lovey-dovey emotions from it. But when I was really awake I was just so shocked and very conflicted (the kid is like a brother, not to mention my ex's friend which is a big no-no). I am honestly not attracted to the real B like that, so what the heck is that dream trying to tell me? My reaction when I got up = ..............! ... ....!! WTF IS WRONG WITH ME!? (lol )
April 15, 12. 9:45pm - 2:15am I was trying to remember my licence plate number and I asked Robert to go look, when he came back he tolled me, "6 2 4 N S U". I needed it because I was ordering music from BMG music club. I was laying on the floor looking through one of the magazines and wishing I could find some of the metal I listen to on Pandora radio. -End dream- -Thoughts- I had a second dream, but I focused so much on my first dream I forgot everything, but "a bean bag chair". 3:00am - 6:39am I was at work and Robert came with me. Carrie (my boss) asked Robert to fix the roof. It was Sams week; the teachers try to get fathers, brothers... so on and so fourth, to volunteer and do work or play with the kids. I don't know what teacher I was with this morning, but all seventeen kids were there.Robert and I were talking as we headed outside. I was thinking,"I wonder if Corey is going to be here today". Just then, i turned and there he was setting in the grass, smiling at me. My heart jumped, as it always does when I see that smile. Then I looked over at Robert, He was bent over the roof having a having a hard time getting up on the roof. I watched for a moment, to stare at that sexy butt. I laughed, and helped him up. Robert gave me a kiss and thanked me for the help, he had the sexiest look in his eyes. I smiled and thought,"man I wish he was like this all the time."I climbed down and all the kids were playing, Corey was just setting in the grass. "Corey needs to get out there and play with the kids," I thought. So I went a grabbed a box of balls and took the purple and green one before all the kids ran off with all of them. I put the ball on the ground and kicked it towards Corey and yelled,"come on Corey, lets play." Corey looked at me with that smile again and Corey's son kicked the ball. I ran over to it and kicked it towards Corey again, he got up to kick it, but his son got it first. Corey and I laughed, then all three of us began to play for a while. Corey's son got bored and went off to play with other kids. Corey and I started to talk about our past. We were way in the back of the play ground. Corey told me, "you know. i have really missed you". "i missed you too, i'm so glad to see you with a better life", I replied. "That's not what i mean, I should not have let you go," he said. "well, I guess it's to late now i'm married, and you have a kid," I said. Oh and a wife or girlfriend, what is she anyway?" I asked. "My girlfriend," he said as he put his arms around me. The playground was empty now, all but Corey and I. I'm not sure were Robert was. "What are you doing Corey, Robert is on the roof!" I whispered. "do you want him to see us?" I added. "I don't care about him Jessi, I just want to hold you in my arms again," he said, with love in his voice. He almost had tears in his eyes. Corey was on top of me now, holding me with love. "But Corey, what about your girlfriend, don't you love her?" I asked. "No, i'm just with her because i love my son," He replied. Corey ran his finger tips through my hair and kissed my forehead. i didn't want to move as we stared into each others eyes. I had i brief thought about Robert, but it was gone as fast as I thought it. Just as i was going to ask Corey if he loves me there was an explosion right behind us. pieces of fence flew by us and the rest of the fence fell in flames. Corey and I jumped to our feet and Robert came out of nowhere and put his arm around me in a side hug. I hoped he had not seen Corey and I earlier. The smoke cleared, there were hundreds of armored men on horses.(they looked like the daedra off skyrim) The leader looked at us and declared that we are to be his prisoners. Before any of us could speak we were tied up and on the backs of horses galloping through fire. I heard screams and seen women running half naked away from the armored men. Tree armored men were taring a woman's clothes off and rapping her. Some how we arrived at a swamp, the armored men through us around a tree branch, tied us there and left. I looked around, there was me, Corey, Robert, Corey's son and a little girl i didn't know. A boomerang flew over us, cutting the ropes. We fell to the ground, I stood up dusting myself off. As I looked around, I wondered who the little girl was. All the scenery got sucked up. -End Dream- Thoughts- Booyah! i finally remembered a whole dream. It's weird how feelings can really come out in dreams.
I had this dream last night. I dreamt that I was just checking the facebook news feed when I saw my ex boyfriend's current girlfriend post an album on FB. The album was about my ex bf marriage proposal to her. A lot of people posted comments on the album and all of the disapprove of the proposal. I wasn't bothered about the marriage proposal since I felt that it will really happen and I approve of it. What I'm bothered about is the reason I dreamt about this?? Is this another prophetic dream of mine? What does those none-supportive comments about the proposal really mean?
Updated 04-20-2012 at 09:09 PM by 54406
Dream #1 of the Night: I am up in bed reading at around 1:00AM. Suddenly I hear the front door in my house open and slam shut. I am terrified and begin to scan my room for a weapon but I can't find one and settle on using a sharp pencil on my bedside table. I open my bedroom door and see a young boy sitting Indian style in the hallway. I am taken aback and attempt to stab the palm of his hand. This doesn't hurt him. I notice he is fiddling with a pencil himself. I realize that he is glowing slightly blue and I now understand that he is a ghost and become frightened again. I quickly start asking hi)m questions without giving him time to answer until I come to my last question, "are you a good guy or a bad guy?" He looks at me, reluctant to answer. I am uneasy knowing that he looks so reluctant, so I shout to my parents to help me yell and him to get out of the house and never return. I look back and he is gone. (I woke up after this, I consider this dream a nightmare as I am frightened of ghosts, especially ghosts of children.) Dream #2 of the Night: I go to my ex's house, "N," to collect some of my things. I have so many things there that it is taking me a long time to get them all together. Without notice, people start to show up and Nate whispers to me to hurry up before I embarrass him. People keep showing up and we start to have a party with a lot of smoking. I try to play a game of cards with N and a few others but the game never starts. Later, I go outside and see little boys all around my car. The were out to get me and had placed a bunch of empty juice containers on my car to somehow "get to me." I shoo them away. Even later, the party is over and I am still at N's, kneeling over a dying man. He doesn't want my help so I do the best I can to help anyway and call "Dr. Quantum" to come to the house and tend to the man. When the Dr. shows up and the dying man realizes it is Dr. Quantum, he is suddenly better and stands up. He proceeds to rant to Dr. Quantum about how the doctor owes him money.
I go to my recent ex's ("N") house for something important. When I get there, a lot of people are there, which is unusual in waking life. I see a blunt on the ground, partially ruined. I also see a glimpse of a girl, "D," on the couch with N and a few other people. This upsets me and I feel awkward so I run out of the house, grabbing the blunt as I leave. When I get to my car, a bunch of "white-trash" people in their crappy cars pull in and start driving all around me so I can't get out of the driveway. I have a feeling that they are D's family members in the car. I honk my car horn in an effort to get them to let me out. At the point a car hits me and a huge, bald man gets out and tries to burn me with a cigarette and hit me. I try to call the cops but for some reason I am unable to. Later, I am camping and we are on a back road riding in the flat bed of a truck. The road is very bumpy. One of my friends/ex-coworker, "J," is there and talks to me telepathically. I am taken aback and interested. Just then, we hit a bump and another friend/ex-coworker of mine (from he same job as J) falls on me and I am torn from the internal conversation.
The house is infested with biting gnomes. The run around frantically and chomp down, HARD, on your legs. I go to school and we are forced to write out dreams in a journal there. My ex boyfriend, "N," doesn't to the assignment out of laziness. At home, my mom tells me I have half a soul, one half I got from her and the other is potential soul from my dad. (The situation between my dad and I never really bothers me, my parents split what I was about 7 and I still see my dad.) I am at work topless (I'm a female). I am drinking a ton of soda, juice, and water.
I am at my recent ex boyfriend's house and I have to pee. I go toward the bathroom, but my ex yells "other 'senior' bathroom!" I quickly slam the door and go upstairs to another bathroom. A black cat is there and rubs on my legs while I sit on the toilet to pee. The cat wants a bath and I plan on taking a shower with it when I am done peeing and bathing it with me in the shower. I am never able to pee though and just sit there trying to until I wake up.
I am at a high school dance (although I am 20 and in college now). I go out to my car for something and I see a black man come up to me and start to get into my car to steal my things. I am horrified and try to tell the people in the car next to me but they think I'm kidding and that the robber is a friend because of how calm we both appear. I am trying to dial "911" on my cell phone but the calls won't go through and I notice I have been dialing "991" over and over instead. Later, a girl who I sense is evil has a crush on me (I myself am a heterosexual girl). The girl bites my lip and makes it bleed. She starts to shake as if she is possessed and says that blood makes her crazy. I make out with her with intent to have sex with her but I never do. -At this point I "woke up" and wrote the above in my journal but when I woke later, nothing was there. I believe this was an out of body experience as I have been practicing this a lot lately.- Later, I am at the water park and a little black boy sprays me and my mom with a spray gun full of orange liquid. I assume it is orange soda (delicious). People around me are shouting and happy. As the boy sprays me I lift a blanket I am wrapped in to shield the spray and laugh. Later, I am in my recent ex's room wearing a blanket again. He is sweating and asks, "aren't you hot?" I take the blanket off, say, "no," and put the blanket back on.
There are some earlier dreams from last night that I only have vague recollections of. 1. I'm at my parent's place, and my ex boyfriend comes over to see my mom. I'm super pissed about it. 2. I'm in some self-serve cafe trying to figure out how everything works. The deserts look really good. 3. My mom has entered me in some pageant for goth kids or something. This is confusing to me as I do not consider myself goth at all. My mom and I argue about it for some time. I get up to use the bathroom. In the mirror, I see that I am myself at 14 years old. Black hair, black lipstick, black eyeshadow and all. I go back and sit with my mom. I hear them call my name which means it's my turn to go up for the pageant. I don't want to at all. I don't even want to be here. Everyone is watching me as I stand up, and I just start running as fast as I can. I'm out the door, outside, running through the parking lot and into the nearby woods. As I am running I somehow realize that this must be a dream. Lucid: I stop on the path I am running on and fall to my knees. I feel dirt and chipped wood of the pathway and it feels just like it should. I look up to see a large stage coach rounding the corner up ahead and coming towards me. I don't feel like dealing with this for some reason, so I hurry off the path and start to spin. When I stop spinning, I find myself at my old elementary school playground. There are kids playing everywhere and it seems to be recess or lunch time. I walk into the playground and it all seems so real. So much so that as I pass a kid, he bumps me and knocks my bag off. Even the sounds are real. Kids yelling and laughing, whistles blowing, seagulls, everything! I see an old teacher that I had when I went to this school. I am surprised she is still here. I walk over and start talking to her. I ask her if she remembers me, and she says that she does. "But, this is a dream, right?" I ask. She nods. I ask her if she ever lucid dreams and she says that she does all the time. I decide to go in and explore the school. I start to walk around the side of the building, and I notice that the gym door is open. I walk through the gym and it is much as I remembered it, although not quite. A few things were changed. No matter. I continue through the gym and come out the other side by the office. The secretary is young and I do not recognize her at all. I have a sudden mischievous whim and I decide that I am going to piss off the principal. Walking just into the doorway of his office, I see that he is on the phone. He looks up at me, and I make an obscene gesture. "Can I call you back?" he says to the person on the phone. He starts to chase me through the hallways, and I laugh because I know he cannot catch me because I can run as fast as I want. There's a big janitors cart in the hallway and I push it on it's side as I run past, creating a barrier. Then I start to spin again. I want to keep exploring! After spinning, I end up on a beach somewhere. It's nighttime and it's so dark I can barely see. I am only sure that it's a beach because I can feel the moist sand and hear the waves. This is not as interesting as I had hoped, so I start to spin again. I have a false awakening, where I spin so hard in the dream that my real body starts to spin too, and I roll out of bed. I get up and start updating my dream journal, only to really wake up shortly after and realize that I had to start all over. I know I only explored an elementary school, but damn if that wasn't the coolest thing I have experienced in a long time! I think I am finally getting the hang of staying lucid for more than a few seconds!
Updated 02-25-2011 at 12:48 AM by 41911
I was at a dance recital. I, along with some other older girls, were there to accept an appreciation award while the younger ones danced. The room looked like something from this elementary school near me. It was a cafeteria with a stage in it. Everyone was seated in bleachers. I was sitting with some friends, but then decided to sit with my ex Mat. After a few minutes he gently grabbed my hair in the back of my head. Then he put his arm around me. I told him, "Stop. I have a boyfriend." He didn't say anything, but when I tried to pull away, he wouldn't let go.
Note: Here are a couple of non-lucid fragments I remember from the rest of the night… they really don't make a lot of sense at all and sound rather retarded, but I have been posting everything, so here they are: *Archery Competition* I was in my house. I was practicing archery right there in the house. There were targets hung on the wall and there were several other people there with me, also practicing their archery skills. I was doing pretty well, hitting the target on most of my shots. I fired a few more and then realized I was out of arrows… crap. I asked someone to get me more arrows, and he came back with crap. He said he couldn't find any arrows, so he had found a bunch of junk. He handed me several pencils, a couple of knitting hooks, and an awkwardly shaped stick… um… I wasn't sure how I was supposed to practice archery with that. I put a knitting needle in my bow and fired. Of course it wasn't easily aimed. The knitting needle embedded itself in the head of another archer. He reached back and pulled it out. He looked irritatedly at me and said I should watch what I was doing before I hurt someone. A thick pus was oozing from his head wound, but he didn't notice or didn't care… Somehow I found some arrows to shoot and went back to practicing with arrows. Maybe shooting knitting needles had thrown me off, because my first arrow missed the mark majorly and stuck into our flat screen TV! I went over and pulled it out, needless to say there was a hole. I found the missing pieces and was trying to put it back together like a puzzle… would the cracks be noticed? Probably… then I would have to pay to have it replaced. Damn… I don't have that kind of money! *Parking Maze* I was in a data center like in the hospitals where I used to work. In the dream, I still held a job there. I was getting off work now. I left the office and met James, my ex boyfriend, outside the office. In the dream I guess he wasn't my ex… we headed down the hall and to the elevator. This was the beginning of the weirdness… the elevator didn't go down, only up. We went up about five floors, then we had to find another elevator that would take us to the parking level. What a pain. We got to the parking garage. That, too, was confusing. I knew I had parked on the 3rd level of the parking garage, but I couldn't find stairs that led there. James and I looked endlessly. We were getting mad at each other for being lost. He said I can never find the right path… I told him we had been following his directions. He didn't have a response, and we finally found my car. Now to get out… which proved to be even harder. The parking structure was a maze of up and down ramps, dead ends, and loops that were easy to get stuck in. James said it would be quicker for him to walk. I told him to get out and do so, then. He didn't want to get out. I finally found the exit from the parking garage, but there was a giant sinkhole blocking the road. I knew there was another exit, but we would have to find that one… which promised to be a huge pain in the ass… *Grand Theft Yu-Gi-Oh* I was in my car driving down the road. It was a bright sunny day, and there was not much traffic. I had time to kill before I could go home. I didn't want to get home before my mother expected me. If I did, she would have me doing chores or cleaning or doing some kind of manual labor. I didn't want to do that. I saw a collector's card shop and decided to go in. I parked and went inside. There were so many different kinds of collectable cards. Many of them were from CCG (collectable card games) such as Yu-Gi-Oh, Magic the Gathering, etc. There were cards from sets I had never heard of. I saw a few sample cards… and it looked like a deck with those would be unstoppable. All cards were guaranteed to be tournament legal (at least until they became more widely known and might be banned), extremely rare, and neigh impossible to lose with. They were also extremely expensive. I wanted them. I thought I could go to the next Yu-Gi-Oh tournament and wipe the floor with my ex boyfriend, who sometimes plays in those tournaments. I thought I could at least kick ass in the tournaments. I started slipping packs of the cards into my purse. I took quite a few, though I don't know how many. I walked out of the store. The owner of the store was trying to stop me. I was sure he had seen me steal the cards. I reached for my keys to leave… I couldn't find them. Damn! Of all the luck. They were probably buried under stolen Yu-Gi-Oh cards. The shop owner caught up with me. I was definitely busted. He handed me my keys and said I had left those inside. I thanked him, and made a note to myself that after I won a couple of tournaments I would be sure and bring money back here for that shop since the owner had been so nice.
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