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Fell asleep at: 2:00 AM

Woke up at: 10:00 AM



Dream 01:
I remember being in a white and sterile environment, much like an empty doctor's office or some high-tech research facility. I think in the dream I was fighting some monster, a theme that hadn't been present since I was, well, 12 years old. I seemed to have god powers in the dream as well, and the fight is heavily one-sided. I feel a sense of deep empowerment and relief as I slice up the enemy Kingdom Hearts II style, and finishing it off by slicing it with light powers.

And that is the end of it.



Dream 02:
I'm in high school again as I spot my old friend, Ace. It's an awkward introduction at first, since I kind of, let's say, burned a few bridges with her that I'm not proud of. A wave of embarrassment runs down my face, stress sweat, blushing, heating up, you get the idea.

In the dream she has completely black hair for some reason, and she is wearing a faded dark-grey jacket. She always seems to dye her hair (Even when I knew her way back when) so I didn't really catch on and do a reality check. Anyway, I start talking to her. She's still her usual chipper and weird self, and she kind of doesn't really care that I had burned bridges with her. Though her proportions have changed (AKA her butt was bigger for some reason).

I begin to wonder "Why am I still so worked up about it after all these years?" but brush that aside to continue having a conversation with her. We were at the cafeteria, but for some odd reason the lunch ladies and food aren't there. They always seemed to have a habit of setting up after the students got there anyhow.


NOTES:

1. The whole theme of fighting god monsters and reuniting with old friends is quite weird all things considered. These are all things that have never happened to me in recent years, due in part to me having wanted to forget about them. Maybe my subconsciousness is trying to tell me something here.

2. This is the 5th dream in a row where I was in some kind of foreign or fantastical environment. Being in my room used to be one of my biggest reality checks and now I'm barely even inside my house in dreams anymore. Perhaps I'm getting slightly more detached from reality? Could be.

Hi everyone!

I had a dream last night..!

I had moved into a new area, it was on the wrong side of the city. I was a new member of a group, learning the ropes, and I had always be on guard. It was because people kept slapping drug patches on people's necks. You had less than a minute to remove them, or the drugs would kill you..!

People were constantly trying to beat the other, so it was a case of trying to stay one step ahead of the others.

I had a very deep dream last night, deeper than usual but it was a cool dream nonetheless despite what may be said I did enjoy it.

I don't remember the sequence of events really well but what I remember earliest was waking up (in Dream) to a disaster. I must have been in high school in my dream because there was a whole class with me, some people I recognized, one person who wasn't even in a class with me, but most I don't remember. My mom was there too, something terrible happened. I woke up and we were all in a large auditorium but everyone was down, knocked out, moaning, wounded or all of the above. I don't know what happened but my mind just wanted to think I was tortured but because I woke up and noticed it I think something else must have happened like a large fight with something else, my whole class was like this so we were not fighting amongst ourselves.

When I woke up my serious wound was my hand, it was covered in blood, a large amount of blood and there was a gash on the bottom part of my pointer finger that starts in the middle and goes to the part where it connects with the hand itself and it was bleeding pretty bad. I remember looking off and seeing my mom was injured as well and my nephew was there with a similar wound to mine. There were nurses who rushed in to help all of us but I had to yell basically to receive attention for my ever bleeding wound and they pulled out a needle and string to stitch it up. I didn't feel pain throughout the whole thing until they started to stitch me up. From my notes there was something about underground student clubs, I think it was to teach us how to be detectives and also how to fight with weapons.

I received training on how to fight with a knife in close quarters by Agent Gibbs (From NCIS) of all people and I remember it quickly, in a training exercise he said: "How are you going to fight me?" and he had a holstered knife on his left side, I asked "Dirty or Clean?" "Clean," he said. I grabbed the knife and went for his throat because I couldn't think of a clean way to fight with a knife, he stopped me, twisted my hand and threw me to the ground and said it was too obvious. Had he said dirty I was going to take the knife and aim for the stomach in a stabbing fascion.

L from death note was there and a friend in real life who was dressed to look just like him, he was there to help us solve the case of what actually happened to us in the auditorium but he (The real L) was murdered and the murderer was another detective. Right afterward the detective who murdered him went into this room where the fake L stood and the fake L said that the real L was a bad guy pretending to be him and claimed that he was the real L.

The next part of my dream took place in a large bathroom, there were 3 stalls and in front of there were toilet fewer toilets if that makes sense, just a hole in the floor that can expand and leads directly to a sewer below. My Nephew was hiding in the one farthest from the entrance and was sitting in the corner, still wounded with a bloody hand similar to mine. The man who murdered L walked in with a hooker (yes you heard me) and they stood in front of the toilet less toilet and they were arguing about something, he killed her and stuffed her in the hole and used a toilet plunger to push her into the sewer, he then checked 2 of the stalls to see if anyone was hiding there and was about to check the third but changed his mind last second and left. The next part shows our class in the auditorium but we were all better and happy, we were going to watch a movie there and we were celebrating a big victory, I don't know all that happened because I was knocked out during the fight where we all were wounded but it would seem that one of our classmates had a magical item in the shape of a square or box that stopped the attack. Everyone was cheering and we looked at him as he was the one sitting in the back but in the middle and he held up the box shaped thing into the light of the projector and it glowed gold.

The last bit of the dream was almost a flashback I think, it showed my nephew and I walking down the stairs from my apartment and we both were wounded, my hand was still bleeding pretty bad in this scene and he was too, we walked with a limp and I was also clutching my shoulder. The world seemed grey but we walked down the stairs him leading and we both had to keep a hand on the wall to steady ourselves leaving long blood smears on the wall where our hands touched it.

That was the end, overall it was an amazing dream despite what most people would think, it was like a movie and it was very deep. I loved it.

I am in a combat situation. I am fighting this man; I know I have no chance against him, yet I still fight.

I am eventually defeated, but he does not kill me. Instead, he takes me for his own, imprisoning me for an indefinite period of time. I have no clue how long I am in this prison. All I know is I am not given enough nourishment in this place, and am slowly growing frail.

The man comes around and takes me out of my prison, bringing me to this place of glass. The entire building looks modernistic, yet all of the walls are made of glass. I am alone in this particular room, except for the armor in the corner I am to wear later, but I can see a group of men talking in another room. If I listen closely enough, I can hear what they're saying. They're talking about an upcoming fight, about how tough this contender is, and how this girl doesn't stand a chance.

Through listening to them, I realize I'm being set up for a fight with someone. Really, in my condition? What fun is fighting a weak girl?

While being frustrated about this and awaiting my "opponent", I hear a tapping on one of the glass walls. There is a rose, petals waving wildly, trying to get my attention!

I let the rose in, and is slithers into my room. It is a little worse for wear, most of the petals having wilted away. That doesn't seem to detract from it's spirit, however, because it starts talking really fast as if it has so much to say in a short amount of time.

This is the part I barely remember, sadly, but the rose tells that I need to leave immediately, that this was a setup, that this would lead to permanent damage. Then, the conversation turns strange. It actually answers a question I've been asking every night before I go to bed. It tells me the location of someone I've been looking for.

It did not tell me the exact location, but enough for me to go on. It tells me I need to go to her, and help her, for she will need the training. The rose says more, but I no longer remember, as this was the tail end of the dream.

That's all I remember.

Morning of June 14, 2017. Wednesday.



I am in an unknown residence where there are a number of unfamiliar people, though most of them seem friendly and cheerful. I am working with mixing music (with a cassette deck) but using a commercial folk music recording and I end up playing the cassette in reverse (by the tape being reinserted into the cassette inside-out, though the dynamics are muddier than digital reversal).

Over time, I begin to hear actual words, which turns out to be “Mama always tried to give me what I needed…” with additional lyrics about the singer’s father. There is also something about fast food being “fake” or something along those lines with an additional mention of the mother.

I take off my headphones and have an unfamliar male listen and he seems to find it interesting. In actuality, the melody is based mostly on the country song “Okie From Muskogee” (Merle Haggard), though I do not realize this in my dream. Eventually, the lyrics become gibberish (back to sounding more like reversed audio), although I still listen for possible phrases.

Eventually, a chubby biker (unfamliar) with a large brown beard, pulls out my headphone jack and seems to do something to the cassette deck and I soon see it is on its side. This annoys me and, even though he is bigger than me, I start beating him on the head and shoulders with my smaller barbell (without the weights). He is not injured that badly and we somehow end up in a kitchen (possibly loosely modeled after the Loomis Street house kitchen) but I soon wake. (I am fairly certain the biker is associated with Hell’s Angels, thus is this dream’s flight symbolism.)

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The personified preconscious is not always directly associated with a discernible flight symbol (though the preconscious level itself often is) as just being the preconscious personified is inherently viable as dominant waking symbolism on its own. Ending up in the kitchen in my dream relates to mild hunger while sleeping; pretty obvious. (Plus, this is redundantly validated. Even if I was ignorant enough not to know this, it is backed up by the “fake” food reference in the song. “Fake” food would be a subliminal link to knowing that eating in a dream does not give the body actual nutrients.)

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I managed to get 2 hours of sleep in.

Practice

Just a dream about sparring with someone. I was trying kung fu blocks and strikes. My opponent was blocking quite well and was surprised by my improvisation.

Xereniak

Dream about being at his house. there was a big part that was slightly outside. We were on strung up sheets like a blanket hanging over an area. The gravity didn't effect much I was sitting on the edge of one. A woman came up to me from a tier up and had a smaller sheet in her hands she flung the other end to me. She says it's a mormon thing... okay, so I grab the ends and we wave it up and down. Not sure what the point of it is but seems fun. She disappears and I jump up to where she was. Spot Xereniak down below and tell him to come play the game. He won't and he's mad because I apparently left gatorade and empty coffee cups all over his house. He is flying about collecting them.

Later I go down and his dad is in a living room with a GIANT TV. It seems to be 4D or something seriously. The entire room seems to waver and shake depending what's on screen. Staring at it makes me dizzy. I suddenly realize I am smoking in the house. I decide to go outside with it even though his dad doesn't notice or seem to mind.

Bjork in trouble

Just remember Bjork screaming at me and someone else. Her hair is unkempt and doesn't look well. She's yelling at us to get out get out. and she's shrieking. I will not get mad or upset at this. She probably needs healing.

I was with two girls. They were both attractive, but I liked the blonde the most. We were in a "fight club" situation or sorts... we were fighting for fun, and decided no one should hold back. It felt liberating, being able to unleash all that pent-up aggression on a willing adversary. Temporary freedom from the drug that is 'civilization'. I thought to myself that I wanted to get to know the blonde girl better, once we were done beating the crap out of each other.

Not sure I want to go into too much detail here. I was 'busy' with a cute black prostitute. My brother was nearby. Yeah.

Dark lord

It was by some cliff or volcano caldera. The sky was whole red and ominous. I was fighting with some strange monsters until the dark lord arrived and punched me, which made metal plates sprout out from whole my body in a painful manner. Suddenly I found myself again in that place, but earlier. Again I was fighting with monsters - all were humanoid with burnt skin, some of them used swords or long, steel claws. I dodged, parried and striked. I managed to beat a few of swordsmen, but one of claw slashing monster managed to slash through my chest. Then the dark lord arrived - a tall, extremely muscular man with long black hair. He was wearing armor made of bones of his opponents. I knew that if he hits me, metal plates would protrude from my body, so I was running all around, evading. He called me with some strange name and the plates of metal protruded out of my body anyway, quite painfully and splashing blood all around. I looked like an iron hedgehog.

Burglars

It was cold winter. Two burglars were after me because I had some diamond or emerald of enormous size that they wanted to steal. I got out of my house to a shed with random stuff, when suddenly they arrived. I quickly changed my clothes to snowboarding equipment that was in shed and started escaping to the road, crossing it and getting to snowdrifts leading to a pit in front of my house. They were really close all the time, I visualised that there's a hole in the snow that would make them fall inside and get stuck in this trap. And they immediately fell down the trap. Suddenly I was back at my house. Burglars arrived again, asking politely for the gem. I wanted to give them an armed mouse-trap instead, but haven't had any. I visualised that I have a purse with armed mouse-trap inside and it instantly appeared in my hands. I gave it to burglars then closed doors tightly. After a while I heard scream of pain and irritation.

Aliens

It was a warm afternoon. I was wandering some mixed forest (mostly deciduous, with some coniferous additions). I followed a path until I reached my house and went towards father's carpenty workshop. I entered it and saw my younger sister. Then we heard a radio alert about aliens landing. I grabbed her arm and wanted to run to the house, but apparently she had broken leg for some reason and we couldn't do it as quickly. Somehow I knew that she was the key to this whole aliens problem, as we left the workshop several government agents left other buildings of my backyard and chased us. We managed to escape to our house, but nobody was there. Everyone either escaped or put resistance to aliens. I wanted to barricade inside the house and wanted my sister to stay with me, but she escaped to some swamp. After a while I decided to join the resistance, finding my sister first. As I approached the exit, my family was back, bringing sister with them.

Suddenly I woke up in my bed, in the middle of some meadow. There were two other beds, one was empty and my younger sister was on the other one. The meadow was surrounded by really scarce, young forest. There was some lake and ancient ruins nearby. Suddenly we saw a bright, shining orb floating on the sky. These were the aliens. With sister we searched for some weapons and started fighting with it. I caught the orb and punched it several times, but it still wasn't enough. Then I found a laser under one of pillows and started shooting the orb, but it still wasn't enoug to win.

01/11/2017
Dream Fragment One
Untitled
The only thing I remember are some vague images of sex, and then my landlord coming by and giving me shit about something or other. I just did what I could to avoid him, while he was hanging around.


Dream Two
"Cancelling the Apocalypse"
(Lucid)

I was with two other guys, and we were being stalked by the Marvel supervillain, Apocalypse. We were in some tall, unfinished building, surrounded by a cage of unfinished walls and concrete pillars. Apocalypse had this very Jason Voorhees type of way of following us, slowly and almost casually, before just "appearing" nearby, to try and attack us. (I had been watching beta gameplay from the new Friday the 13th game, not long before bed, which I believe inspired the way he gave chase in the dream.)

On about the 3rd floor of this hollow building structure, Apocalypse appeared and snatched up of the guys in our party, disappearing with him and reappearing somewhere down on the first floor. We could see him through the many openings in the incomplete floors beneath us, holding our ally up by the throat, with his back against one of the support columns. I can't remember exactly what he did to our guy, but I remember it being very vicious and gory, as if he just ripped him apart, with his bare hands, in a shower of blood. Knowing it was too late to do anything about it, we started running again, and before I had a chance to even know where I was going, Apocalypse was back on the third(ish) floor with us, stepping out from behind a corner just as I passed by, and coming straight for me. Having no time to think of a safe escape, and after having seen what he just did to the other guy, I immediately lept from the ledge that I was approaching, still about 3 storeys up - basically resigning to the fact that I was Not going to enjoy the landing.

In a panic, while careening toward the ground below me and preparing for the inevitable onslaught of pain and possible broken bones that awaited, I instinctively realized that this couldn't really be about to happen. This had to be a dream!! Without a moment to second-guess it, I pushed my feet straight down and braced for impact, relieved when I stuck the landing in an almost effortless crouch. I knew that Apocalypse would soon follow behind me, though, so I instinctively lunged backward, throwing my right elbow back and cracking him in the face with it, when he predictably showed up behind me. (Not sure if he was always going to be there, or if my anticipating him being behind me caused him to just 'be there'.)

I didn't stop there, though, immediately turning around and rushing him with a barrage of punching combinations to the head and gut, confidently and aggressively driving him back with each solid hit. While in mid-attack, I wondered if I should not get too carried away and try stabilizing the dream before it ended or I lost my lucidity, but I was fired up and didn't want to stop hitting him. It was only a matter of seconds, though, before the dream fell apart and I woke up.

Failed WBTB

It was a warm summer evening. The sky and clouds were reddish in lower parts. With someone I was waiting just outside my house. A priest came to my frontyard and made people a confession. I entered my house and saw my maths teacher, who turned into my younger sister when I didn't noticed. I came closer to her, but then she turned into an alien and attacked me with green tentacles. She grabbed my hands with these tentacles and tried to push them into her maw, I was struggling with her all the time. I managed to get free and ran outside, only to get back after a while. After more struggles, I reminded myself of some video tape or song recorded on a tape and the alien fallen on the floor, motionless.

Had 2 Dreams last night. However, they seemed to follow the same story unintentionally, so I'll be putting them in this one DJ entry. Both of these dreams were fun, and both focused on me fighting this 'sage,' as the DC's called it. The Sage was an evil cannibalistic person who could use magic of some kind.
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Dream 1

It starts off with a few members of the marching band deciding to practice next to a really steep cliff, with a jagged, rocky 'wall.' A dust explosion occurs in the distance. A shadowy figure flies towards me, and I couldn't make out the details or features. He hits me, and I end up hitting a rock. The figure charges towards me again, but I jump off the rock just before he hits me. As I fall, I see an explosion of dust where I had just jumped back from, and the figure once again charges at me. A blue slime pops out of my sleeve and connects me to a sky tram placed in a very convenient, although sensible, location, connected to the top of the cliff and somewhere I didn't care to look. the slime pulls me to it just in time to dodge, and I end up crashing through the wall. My face hurts and my left arm was sore. While I was laying down, I saw a person, encased in stone and with red eyes and two nubs of horns growing from his forehead flying up to look at me as the tram moved away slowly. He didn't give chase. I wake up.
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A brief awakening and missed dream signs

When I am awake, I feel pins and needles on my face, and my shoulder is somewhat sore. I prepare to do a DEILD, but fail when my dog starts licking my face, making me open my eyes. So I decide to think about missed opportunities to become lucid.

Dream Signs
1) Cliffs rarely form away from oceans, and I don't think there are any around my location.
2) The grass was to dense and lush.
3) A flying man attacks and no one flees.
4) I survive the first attack.
5) I dodge the second attack.
6) I have a pet Blue Slime. (I genuinely want one now that I've had that fun dream, though.)
7) Convenient Sky Tram keeps me from being hurt again.
8) This Dude can Fly.
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Dream 2

I am running back from the guy who I saw in the first dream. Only, he's fat and eating people in my school. People are saying "he's the sage, here to save us all," and similar things. I shout "Can't you see he's EATING PEOPLE!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" People just stare at me like I'm crazy. I dodge past my short section leader, who is taller than me in this dream, and see my other section leader, who's normally taller than me, but is my height in this dream. He's not in the line to get eaten, so I figure he's at least one person with common sense remaining.

"Hey, you see that guy eating people?" He says.

"Yeah, I think he might be evil," I respond.

"OHHHH!" He says, surprised.

Like an idiot, he gets in line. 'Whatever,' I think to myself as I take shelter in the cafeteria. The cafeteria is round, and missing 60 degrees of wall. The fat 'Sage' flies over to me. The remainder of the lines seemed to come to their senses and entered the cafeteria too. All of a sudden, I remember the previous fight. The sage grabs a butter knife and... stabs his left eye. He becomes skinny and lots of copies of him are made. Blue Slime turns into a sword, and there's a bit of tension. I wake up.
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Dream Signs
1) There was a fat flying guy.
2) All these people were ignorant of their imminent deaths.
3) The halls were completely different from my real school's halls
4) The lunch room was missing 60 degrees of wall, and was a perfect circle.
5) The sage stabbed himself in the eye with a butter knife.
6) The sage's clones came out of his eye.
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First dream

It was a sunny day, with whole family we gathered in some kind of big party. I took my younger sister to dance, we did utterly bad but had great fun.

Second dream

I drove to school, it was on biology classes. First I had an exam - I was talking about tRNA transcrption and post transcription modifications. Then I finished exam wih a really good grade and went to take a seat - there was a huge and comfortble pillow in the classroom for some reason. I lied on it for a while, then mid-lesson I left the school, chasing some people. It was a cold and rainy day, they broke into some house. I got there quickly and took a look at building they destroyed. After a short while teacher came after us. I ran inside the building, but made jut one tep too loud and she found out I was there. I hid under a table, but she found me. She asked "Have you seen anything?" I replied "Nope, nothing at all." And just sprinted out of the building back to school.

My clothes changed and I looked like homeless, there was some tv reporter talking with people outside the school. I entered it and had to find something on first floor. I took moving stairs, but someone was intentionally blocking the way at the end. I pushed him and got there, but he caught my arm. He was so strong that I couldn't do anything, but yell that he should throw me down. He did it, but I went back up and beaten him black and blue, punching and kicking.

The the school changed into some safe haven protecting people from devils which I called scabs. Time stopped, I saw these devils drag people in flames. I ran around and making gestures as if I played and electric guitar (which resulted in sounds of such guitar actually playing) and it made scabs disappear in a cloud of smoke.

Beating a ghost

I was in my backyard, it was a cold evening. There was a ghost in one of buildings. I gathered group of friends and siblings and we charged inside, I was holding a cudgel. We all hit wildly, trying to harm the ghost. Only I sensed it good enough to hit it, and despite it being just a presence, it was scary. I hit harder and harder, everything went black as I became more scared. But finally I managed to beat both my fear and the ghost, then I emitted a shockwave that cleansed the building after the ghost disappeared.

The fox

I was in my backyard, another cold evening. Going to the back exit of my possession that goes to fields I saw something sitting behind some planks. It was a fox, sitting on the ground and staring at me. I called my brother's wife and she quickly ran closer to see it. I thought that it would scare the fox away, but instead it ran closer to me. I was a little afraid as the fox had weirdly darker fur, but in the end I pet him.

I was in some dark building with a dude in heavy tactical armor. It was really dark, I felt great sense of danger. There were demons, skeletons and zombies wandering around hallways. The dude moved onward, shooting all monsters with a shotgun - one shot and only a bloody explosion was left after them. I followed him, but more monsters came and from time to time some grabbed me. I tried to fight them, but they were much stronger than me. Suddenly a grim reaper appeared - it had black coat with chainmai. Everything was black and white, the dude met with reaper and offered him a great assortment of scythes.