Dream 1: I was in group and we were searching through the forest for towns. Eventually we have found first one and started search for specific building, but haven't found it, we went out for the next town. On the way we were talking about various things and also i have seen a dragon. Soon we have reached another town and there was somebody who said that one of towns has every kind of building except for building we were searching for, but as we looked around this town was not that kind of town and we finally have found the building. I went back to home, someone decided to party and bought special 'party kit'. So at home the party started and we were eating alot of cakes that were from party kit, then there was 'mini-game' where there were flying mini-cakes that one should eat before they bite, i ofcourse nommed them all, yummy. Then there were more various 'challenging' cakes. Then somebody started telling a story and i started seeing it happen, it was a story about some boy that visited some dude in weird multicolored suit that was apparently his uncle or something, and after some talk he gave him a small furry creature with bat-like wings. Then the story shifted to another place, there was another boy. He was talking about a dragon that will become a king once he grows up, and indeed, there was a little dragon with him. Then the story shifted again and there was that furry creature with bat-like wings in a cage. He broke out of the cage after avoiding fire and then grabbed into floating platform, then he glided from platform to platform all while somebody was commenting "He's not super strong, but strong enough, he can't truly fly, but can still navigate in the air.". In the end he reached place where multicolored dude was, thus connecting it to the previous story. Dream 2(fragments): I was playing spiral knights with MC apparently, and i was talking with him about actions in one forum game. We were fighting enemies in a room with two spire floors and then we randomly started talking about dragons.
Updated 09-07-2013 at 02:54 PM by 59854
"Atlas, probe" I was in our college. I was given a plant. I brought it home. I got lost in a 'forest.' (more like 'woods' but forest came to mind in the dream) I was supposed to plant it there, but I left it in school. I looked around. There were people going to their school in the 'forest.' I was nude. I was momentarily conscious and then forgot all about it. I saw a small car with a small woman driving it. I asked her for a favor: if she can take me to the college to get something. I looked at the back of the small car and saw that people are riding it as well, I think as a favor, going back to town. She seemed to agree. I entered through the left side of the driver's seat; she was on the right side. I can barely fit, and it took some effort to get my left leg in the car. I accidentally hit the side mirror while adjusting myself, and I had to adjust it; the driver said it's okay, and adjusted it a bit. When we arrived in the city (reminds me of the BPI along Lacson St.) with some buildings, we got out of the car, but I realized we passed by the location I need to go to. It seems it's not exactly in the school, but some location a bit outside of it. She said she'll accompany me for a while. We climbed over some gravel, and I realized how quick she is thanks to her size. I had to struggle to keep up. I thought of something like "I maintain that smaller people have advantages." (Probably from the quote from Shengji Yang). Home town. I was in our store at home. Aunts and relatives were there. One in particular asked me how I live as a gay person; somehow, they know that I am. I felt relieved at this. They asked how I'm doing, and I answered fine. It was sort of a coming out Q&A. I thought that I'm gonna post about it on Facebook. I was tired. I went to sleep in the house.
Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Still need to fix my schedule. Dream 1(fragments): Something was going on at home. Dream 2(fragments): I was entering a place which was a room of some prince or king, it was guarded by two guards with swords. Dream 3(fragments): I was in some place, and my upper tooth fell off, it was painless and on it's place i felt completely different kind of tooth. Dream 4(fragments): Something is going on and then i wake up in my bed, keeping eyes closed.I hear someone in the room and i have suspicion that i am dreaming, in a second that somebody starts trying really hard to wake me up and i feel the dream, then he disappears and i try to move but i wake up. Dream 5(fragments): I was in some forest or jungles. Dream 6(fragments): I woke up and suddenly get a number of images about some beach going in my vision, confusing me and causing some kind of momentary pain. I unconsciously end up biting blanket and then some family members show up and there's some talk about drink. Then i search a place to put my headset on and choose the most ridiculous place possible behind a big cabinet, making said cabinet almost fall down.
8.25.2013 Morning: Time travel. A group. Go back in time. Forest. Guitar. Weapon. Top view. Shooting. Battle field. Afternoon: Room, bed, based on my ... to my side, above. I initially thought I was having an OBE. I moved to my side and I was tingling all over. I thought maybe I was out of my body already, or maybe I'm still awake. Unfamiliar room. Dark room. I looked out the window, with vertical bars, also strange, unfamiliar. Greyish sky. I tried flying out of the room. My arms went through the spaces beside the bars, but I couldn't go through like a ghost. So I thought I was still awake. Mirror. Black small thing. Tech... Comm... Ran away from the room. I was chasing someone or someone was chasing me. I visualized a chain on the person's hands, and it clamped him down on the floor. He looked orcish. I ran and climbed up a wall. It reminds me of third-person dungeon computer games. Wide area. Like a castle. I climbed up the gate, and on top of something like a roof support (but it's not connected to the roof), there's a female warrior. I talked to her, asked what's going on. She seems okay to me, but another female warrior/guardian arrived, jumping on top of other supports, and rudely told me to go back. I taunted her, calling her names, like AngeliTina. ... woke up... Airport. Police. Time. 3 p.m. or 1 p.m. There's a plane crash. Don't care about my flight, which is at 7:49 p.m. I was too early. Then I started wondering: why am I going back to my hometown? Then a memory popped up of a high school classmate telling me that it's his birthday next Saturday or Sunday, and he'd want me to be there.
Dream was pretty long, at least 1 or 2 days long, but i only barely recall most of it sadly. Also slept a bit too much over my schedule. I was going through various places that resembled some places from the past, including home, streets, some forest i've been in and school, there were various things happening, i was talking to various people, doing stuff. Then i went to sleep. And then i was in different place, some town in the desert, was going around and checking around stuff for a while and talking to a few people at points, then there was some building i was trying to enter, but it was closed until someone opened it, then i entered and there was another gate inside, which was moving like simulation of zdoom polyobject without use of polyobject, to which i immediately compared it to and said 'Well done' to person who just finished making it. Then there was some area with railroads and trains, i was walking around with somebody and i was trying to find something, but also i was really sleepy. We climbed some rocks and now were above railroads, there was one big, rather unstable, rock, which i accidentally moved due to sleepyness, and as another train was passing by, rock fell and crushed it, whoops. We went to the car and the person that was with me for some reason decided to remove fingerprints from some dead person's fingers using a knife. Then we randomly were in some other building and were semi-stealthing to the exit. Then i woke up and there was apparently someone's birthday or something. And then i woke up again.
Dream 1(fragment): There was some video game where i had to search something and there was something about dragons. Dream 2(fragments): I was in some game and i was in snowy forest, i was on some quest and i had inventory full of items, then there was a shop which had various weapons and i was trying to figure out an upgrade path to add one massive laser cannon to my weapon collection. Ended up looking through various tiers of laser weapons in shop, including heat beam weapon, some green laser gun, a few small laser guns, and another huge black-red laser cannon which i believed to be prerequisite for the one i am looking for. Also i lacked alot of items that were required for crafting anyway. Then i went ahead to continue on the quest and was going through some wooden building areas. Dream 3: I was playing some FPS game that was mix of different games. I was on coop mission with somebody(3 people) and we were going through some tech complex. It was rather mazey and at times looked like doom, at one point i was even using minigun from skulltag port to gun down a few enemies including an archvile that could become invisible. Then we had to solve a few switch puzzles and were going through some area guarded by turrets. Then there was room with teleports and i screwed up and ended up back at the level start. I had to go through level again, but then there was one jumping puzzle that was not there before. It involved climbing ladder to the top of the room and jumping on air planes that were suspended in the air. First few jumps were easy, but then there was another jump that involved something about jetpack according to tip, and also there was random drunk demoman from TF2 who was giving free parachutes even though falling damage was non-existent in the game. Dream 4(fragments): I was playing different FPS game where i was going through some complex of skyscraper buildings, then i went outside of complex and there were some strange creatures and i could select one of them to have as a pet, and i selected some red spikey creature. Interestingly they were named after pokemon but didn't looked like ones at all. After that, wave of enemies appeared and we had to fight together versus it.
1: A small fragment at my friends house. 2: A dream about getting drunk at a party in a big house. 3: A dream about weed, a trumpet bong and a homeless dealer. 4: A dream about me working in a mobile library. I am with two good old teenage friends of mine. The dream is not about back then, when we were younger, but we are as we are today. The front door of my friends house reminds me of an apartment that we had lived in earlier in my childhood. It is very neat and clean inside. We have a big hangover and we talk about the previous night, where we drank a lot of alcohol. One of my friends talks about how much money he spend that night. The house was purely dream fiction, but it had some interesting familiar features. We often used to hang out together on hangover days back in my teenage days. I drive a big black car. It feels new and comfortable, some good old friends are with me and some other friends follow us in the little blue car of my grandmother. We drive down a small curvy road through a forest. There is a parking area down in the valley and I decide to stop, because we are looking for a nice place to rest and to do our barbecue and camping, we have everything we need in the trunks of the cars. My friends from my grandmothers car seem upset, they say this is not a nice place to stay, they want to go further. But one of them had spotted a big party as we were driving on the hill, so we decide to leave the cars for now and take a look. So we walk upwards again on the small curvy road through the forest, where we came from. The walk is about 1 km and we take our time, we are not in a hurry at all, it feels like we all have summer holidays and this is our big vacation together or something like that. We finally get there and there is indeed a big house with music and a lot of people. Somehow they are of course strangers, but it feels like we are all friends and we are definitely welcome at the party. We start drinking a lot of alcohol, the party is held throughout the whole house including the second floor and the garden, there are people everywhere. At a later point we are all drunk and I gather my friends to tell them that I need to go down to the cars to get something. None of them wants to join me, they laugh and are clearly drunk and so am I. I think 'f*** it, I'll just go by myself'. I try to figure out where we came from, so I walk around the house. I almost choose a wrong path, which leads to some fields with high grass. Suddenly I remember it, and I turn around and walk across the street and towards the small curvy road through the forest that leads to the cars in the valley. As I'm walking, I think that time moves so fast when I am that drunk, while it is slowed down, when using weed. The big black car was cool. The dream had a nice summer holiday feeling with the good company of friends instead of the everyday worries. It is astonishing how well dreams can simulate the state of being drunk or being high. Also, I find it interesting how socially active I am in my dreams, like I was some years ago. Nowadays I choose to be socially more isolated, not that I don't like people, I still love them, but I am just rather by myself at my current stage. My dreams do certainly not reflect that. I am with a group of 10 people around my age. They are a mixture of friends and acquaintances. It is early in the evening and we walk and relax together. We gather on a playground and just hang out and talk. I have a black friend and we go and sit on a bench at a bus stop. He pulls out his bong, which I know he had for a long time and that he uses it quite regularly. I listen to the familiar sound, as he uses it and at that moment I think to myself, 'funny that I don't smoke anymore, it's been a long time already'. As I watch him with his bong, it occurs to me that it looks like an old trumpet. He must have somehow build a bong from a trumpet and some dark glass. It looks nice and stable, though. I ask if he cleans it every now and then, because I imagine it must be very hard to clean that thing, it is so unique. I get no response, he just smiles. I find it is a delightful sight and sound to just watch him handling it. And yet I find that I have no urge to start smoking again whatsoever. I am allowed to inspect the trumpet-glass-bong closer. I suck on it (without weed, just for the feel and sound) and I immediately get some water in my mouth, I spit it out and give him back his trumpet bong. There is a man coming to the playground, he looks old and homeless. The group of friends and acquaintances gather around him and he pulls out a big zip lock bag filled with marijuana. He starts selling nice, green and round buds to everyone. I think, 'wow, what an intelligent disguise for a dealer. A homeless looking old man with a bag of weed, which I estimate to be worth some thousand euros. He is not old and poor, he is smart!'. I know that I have money in my purse, so I take it out and look at two 5-euro notes. Another close friend of mine takes out 10 euro as well and we decide to buy something, just because it has been so long time since and because we can. We go after the old dealing guy, who is about to leave the playground. This is MJ calling for me once again. I had many dreams about cannabis when I stopped using it completely more than a month ago, this dream is like the final residue of that. I never had a close black friend, but in my dreams I often do. I am on my walk home. It is daytime in a residential area, but it is totally quiet. Then there is this big bus stopping at every corner and honking and calling for the people living there, but no one ever responds. It is the bookmobile trying to get peoples attention. I think to myself that I can maybe get a ride home or I could even ask for a job. So I speak to the driver, and surely, I may join. So I walk around in the back of the bus, which is filled with books and neat little reading corners, the mobile library has two floors. We drive around in the neighborhood and the driver calls the people by their family names, apparently he knows them all. No one ever gets on the bus, which I think is sad, because people don't realize what a great thing they are missing out on. I decide that I will just make the best of my situation and find some interesting books to read, while I'm 'working' here. I am excited, because there is so much variety to choose from. The bus drives into a grocery store and parks between the shelves filled with canned food. It starts to fold out and to transform into a temporary stationary library section of the grocery store. The shelves start moving as well to make space for the transforming bus. The process does not seem random at all, but very well planned and well-orchestrated. The driver takes out 10 waffle irons and tells me that I have to make waffles for everyone who visits our mobile library, there should be people coming soon. I am overwhelmed with the whole situation and I find it weird. But on the other hand it is a creative idea, I think. So I begin thinking about how to manage that task. Shouldn't be that hard, I think, there should be cooking books among the books and there should be all the groceries I need somewhere in the store. A nice, creative surprise by my subconscious.
3 dreams and one fragment. The first is about a getaway from a threatening situation or people, the 2nd one is the fragment, it is about motocross in a forest. There is much more to it, but I can't recall more details. The 3rd entry is a pleasant dream about flirting with a married woman (I forgive myself, she is beautiful). The 4th is about coming home: I am together with my brother. We run away from something or someone, it is a threatening situation and I run for my life, I am very fearful. We are in the ground floor of a building with narrow corridors and white walls. I have the impression that my brother is not really aware of the danger of the situation, so I yell at him to convince him to move faster and to follow me. We come to an elevator, 2 or 3 people are waiting for it and I decide to move upstairs as well, as it seems to be the only way to go. But there is no time to wait I think, so I chose a narrow circular stair to the right of the elevator and run upwards, while again reminding my brother that we have no time to rest, or 'they/it' may get us. I tell him 'don't worry about grandmother, she will be alright as she has always been. She has lived most of her days happily, just leave her behind and let her go'. As I say that I feel that I myself also have trouble leaving her behind and letting her go, but I force myself to do that and to continue running, so that I am a good example for my brother to follow. On the second floor we climb out of the window and slide down a slanted roof. I think it's fun to slide down here, but then the fear of the people/thing following us takes over again. We land in the garden of the house, where I find an air pump. I pick it up, just in case I could use it as a weapon. We encounter a gardener, who is raking leaves. He says something, but I don't trust him, he might be part of the complot (after all, I didn't even know exactly what we were running away from). I consider piking up a rake lying next to me and just beat the gardener to the ground, but then I decide it's best to just leave. We walk out of the garden and the fear wears off. I don't know what I was afraid of and running away from. But I was scared, that is for sure. I don't know what the passage with our grandmother means. I rarely experience fear in dreams, but I appreciate it afterwards, when I do, because it makes the dream very vivid and detailed, as the fear forces me to be completely in the moment or situation. I am riding a motocross bike on small forest paths. There is dense vegetation and small hills. The bike is light, but strong, so that it easily rides on almost any terrain. I ride in a group with some other people, I have a lot of fun. I find myself on a broad road between some fields, riding the bike. I have lost the group, which makes me sad and I try to find them again. I ask some hikers to help me, they direct me to a small house in the forest and they claim that this is a sort of meeting point for hikers and bikers. So I go there and I am happy to meet 2 people from the group to rejoin. We go into the small house to rest a bit and maybe to find some others. I know there is more content in this dream, but this fragment is all I can recall. The forest paths were beautiful and the bikes were really cool, I had a lot of fun. I have a conversation with a beautiful, young, blond woman. We are on a small hill under some big and wide trees, the scenery is very calm and relaxing. We are with some people we both know, but I only talk to her. We are in a bus, I sit in the back end of the bus at the left window, the blond woman is in the seat in front of me, but she has turned around to talk to me. She has a cute face and short blond curls, I think I am in love with her. But somehow I also know that she is married, so I am not sure how to behave. I decide to ignore the beautiful landscape outside the window and to look beyond my morals and doubts straight into her eyes. As I force myself to do that, I find that it is not at all uncomfortable, but rather it is the most natural and pleasant thing to just rest my eyes in hers. Suddenly my fears of being hurt and my doubts about the moral situation seem ridiculous and I give her my undivided attention. Wow she is beautiful, I think, while she talks (I'm not really listening ). I want everything about her, now, there is no doubt. I sense that she feels the same way, but that we both are unsure how to express that. We walk along the ocean between a forest to the right and a beach to the left. She takes my hand and we just walk, saying nothing. I think, wow, I almost forgot how good this feels! I had several dreams about cute, blond women recently, but I don't know how to relate that to my waking life or why or where it comes from. I guess I have just been single for a while and maybe I am just ready for someone new? In any case it was a nice experience, I am certainly open for more dreams with her I am in a residential area and I walk on small paths between tall houses. A boy, who looks Korean/Chinese, walks past me. He makes some clicking noises behind me and as I turn around, he suddenly has a bike and he rides away. I wonder where the hell did he pull that bike out? But then I just move on. I decide to turn around and go to my mothers place. The apartment door of my mothers place looks a lot like the door of my room I think, as I stand in front of it. There is light and noises coming from the workroom, so I figure that my stepfather is at home. There is no door handle, though. So I investigate the door further and I find out that it is opened by a little light switch. I am now inside the apartment in the hallway, but all doors are closed. I know that everyone is at home, because I can somehow sense their presence, but I don't want to draw attention to myself yet, so I go into the kitchen. There are 3 burned pizzas in the oven and the oven door is open. I sit down and enjoy the calmness, peace and idyll of the situation. Smells and feels like being home and everything is alright as it is. The bike coming out of nothing should have made me more curious or even lucid, because I noticed it in great details and even wondered about it. But somehow I just went on with my walk. The apartment is not the real one, but purely dream fiction. It was a pleasant dream nevertheless, it had the comforting feeling of being home.
I did it! I FINALLY made it Lucid the second time that I can remember--first time since giving up over half a year ago! It's a very long dream too, took me 4 pages of paper. Very vivid, and very memorable, with enough lucidity that I was able to exert some pretty cool control--but not enough lucidity to take control of the course of my dream. "Bear" Lucidity Sunday, August 11 4:00 AM----went to bed at 12 Midnight I'm in a deep forest. THe trees are incredibly vivid and bright green--much brighter than any in real life. They are tall as well, probably hundreds of feet. I walk for a bit across the soft mossy ground; my feet sink into the moss. It's pleasant, warm, and tranquil. It really does remind me of something from either Tolkien or possibly the Chronicles of Elantra. It isn't long, however, before I see something ahead--a very large, very mean looking bear. The bear is mangy looking, with tufts of thick brown fur sticking up here and there. He's snuffling the ground, making grunting noises as he does so. I'm starting to feel really scared, considering running before it notices me--and then I have the realization that I don't need to be afraid of the bear. I'm Dreaming, and it can't hurt me! I didn't do a reality check, I was so sure I was dreaming (although I wish I had, nothing like a reality check failing!). The thought that I'm dreaming simply pops into my head--I'm not even sure what triggered it, except that I fell asleep repeating that I would realize I'm dreaming. I decide to play with my newfound lucidity by dealing with the bear in a rather cinematic way--I'm in a fantasy setting, may as well throw a fire-ball at it like any mage from a fantasy novel would do. I'm just about to form the fireball in my hands when another thought occurs to me; a perhaps better way to deal with the bear might be to put it to sleep instead! So, I fling my hands forward, and a wave of energy rushes forward, striking the bear. At once, the creature lies down, and starts snoozing! Impressed with my work I head on my way, to wherever the forest path will lead me. And then I lose lucidity completely. For some reason, after a bit of walking, I start to be very afraid of the bear again. I have the uncanny feeling that it will be majorly ticked off when it wakes up, because I put it to sleep, and that it will try to eat me. So now I'm running, trying to get out of the forest before the bear catches up to me. I then come across what I can best describe as a very odd hunting lodge. It looks rather small from the outside, but inside it is amazingly large--almost like I'm outside again. There is a person I've never met--I can't remember what he looked like, but I *think* he had short blonde hair. Anyway, I tell him about the bear chasing me, and he takes me to the back room to help get away from it. The back room is very impressive. It is massive, the ground covered in moss, and logs are stacked about the walls. The walls themselves seem to go higher and higher--I can't see the ceiling, and a path of these strange logs lead up, up, and up. I start to run across the logs, every once in a while coming upon a gap that I have to jump--very reminiscent of a side-scrolling video-game like Super Mario World. At some point, I regain lucidity again, as I'm running across the logs, and remember that I don't need to fear the bear, he cannot possibly hurt me. So, I walk down the log path, to the ground below. (Blame my not jumping down on being only partially lucid--I'd have LOVED to jump down instead of walk down. Darnit). After I get down, I leave the hunting lodge, only to find myself in my living room. However, the living room is entirely different from how it is IRL. For one, there is no wall between the dining room and living room. For two, there is moss like there was in the forest, covering the floor and thick jungle-like vines covering the walls. There's a single couch and the door leading to the bathroom in the back of the living room. My mom and dad are sitting on the couch. I excitedly tell them how cool it is that I'm in a dream right now! Mom tells me how awesome that is, congratulates me on having a lucid dream. Dad, however, starts telling me how it doesn't matter, it's just dreams, not life--and it is stupid anyway. I'm standing behind the couch, and mom starts arguing with dad about what he said. I take little notice, however, because I feel the dream starting to fade--and I retain enough lucidity to know I want this to keep going. "Uh oh!" I exclaim out loud. "What?" Asks my mother, turning around to face me. "The dream is fading." I say. And then, I look at my hands, remembering some of the things I've read here about how to keep from losing a dream. Oddly enough, my hands appear mostly normal for dream hands--the only real difference is they are fuzzy. I then vigorously rub them together, shouting "STABILIZE!" When that doesn't seem to be working enough, I start to spin. I spin three times, mumbling in a sing-song voice "spin, spin, spin" as I do so. When I stop, mom asks me what I'm doing. "Stabilizing the dream" I tell her. My lucidity wavers slightly and I have the foggy idea that mom will be more convinced that I'm dreaming if I change my appearance. I decide to shape-shift into one of her favorite music singers, Michael Jackson (I too am a fan, I must admit). I go into the bathroom to the mirror hanging on the wall. I look into it, but I'm still the same, despite my desire to change shape. I frown, then have an idea. I turn around, and tell myself "I look like Michael Jackson." When I turn back around, I am the spitting image of MJ, how he looked during his video for the song Dirty Dianna, complete with long dark hair, the thin white shirt and leather pants. I'm wearing the buckled boots he wore in his video for the song "Beat it" and in the background, the opening strands of Billie Jean begin to play. Dad comes into the bathroom, telling me how stupid I'm being and all of this lucid dreaming stuff is. In my new shape, voice sounding EXACTLY like Michael Jackson, I put a finger to my lips, shushing him. I then place my index finger on my Dad's chest, and in the same tone MJ uses when he states "Who's Bad" in the song, I tell dad "BEGONE!" Of course, he looks quite confused. "Be gone?" he repeats in surprise. "Be gone!" I repeat firmly. Then he just pops out of existence--poof, just like that, leaving me amazed. My excitement, however, is short lived. Before I ever even make it out of the Bathroom to show Mom that I really am dreaming, everything goes black, and I wake up! 7:00 am I only remember a fragment of this dream. I remember being in the kitchen telling my mother about my lucid dream from earlier. I heard dad get up, then mom got up starting the coffee. I came out, told her about the dream, and that's it--I remember nothing else. I would classify this as a false-awakening fragment.
I was driving down a dirt road in a forest. It was a very old forest, with very thick vegetation. I was not just driving any car: I was driving a old three wheeled racing car. It was red and shiny, I had taken real good care of it. As I was driving I saw a woman walking along the road. I thought "who the hell walks here in the middle of nowhere..." But then I realised it was no ordinary woman, it was the queen herself! I was really confused at that point of why she was in the forest, but I stopped and talked to her. I don't remember the exact conversation, but she was very interested in my car. She was apparently a car collector herself and owned a car just like mine. I think we agreed to race each other later. After that I went to a house that I apparently had bought from the queen (I suppose during that conversation?) and made myself comfortable. It was already furnished so I could move in right away. It was really big, felt like a small mansion. I only got to see the living room and kitchen before I woke up, but at least they were really big. After a while some of my friends came visiting.
Updated 08-11-2013 at 10:23 AM by 59125
Dream Fragment: Stiles and I stand alone in a dark forest clearing. The only light coming from the full moon. We stand side by side. Our shoulders are touching and his left hand grips my right hand tightly, our fingers interlocked. There is no sound but our breathing. We wait in silence.
Went to bed at 3:30AM, woke up at 11AM and fell back asleep, waking completely at 12AM. Dream happened between 11-12 It started with some guys who would pick on our family if we didn't pay them a few thousand dollars a month (like Mafia insurance) and they would either break in and steal stuff or break things, etc. I kept insisting we take care of them with violence, either beating or killing them (I'm not exactly smart in my dreams) but my family was too scared of them. It zoomed forward to me going up north with my dad and 3 of my friends into Canada, for a sort of vacation. After we got there (and this might not be in order, I'm reading my journal and using my memory) I went to a sort of underground asian market with my dad. We looked around at things, it was dark and somewhat crowded. They had food and random things, I accidentally bought some cigars thinking they where some kind of beef sticks or jerky, which I hid from my dad so I didn't seem like and idiot. After that I smoked one and can remember the taste. Sort of like burning hickory and a charcoal grill. It was good. Then I remember having a few more through the normal parts of the dream, each tasting the same. But then things started getting eery and creepy. We where jetskiing on one of the lakes, it was a big blue lake surrounded by thick woods, like most in Canada, and when I got out near the center of the lake my engine died. I thought I ran out of gas or something but I had a bad feeling in my gut (yanno that really troubling panicking feeling you get for no reason?) and just sorta felt like I needed to get out of there fast. The dream skipped to me and my friends walking down a long gravel road with thick trees to both sides. There was sort of a tension in the air since we where all kind of getting the feeling something wasn't right. It was too quiet, and too isolated. It felt claustrophobic (Which is also weird, I rarely get claustrophobic) We could hear the wind picking up. But it wasn't normal wind. It just sort of made me feel afraid, the wind didn't seem natural. We started walking faster and faster, until we picked up a jog getting actually afraid now. The faster we ran the harder the wind blew. We where sprinting now and visibly terrified, and the wind was almost like a tornado, one friend (he was chubbier and had a beard) I'll just call Paul for now, started yelling something about "<something> Stalkers!" and "the trees aren't real!". (just remembering as I write this, I don't remember feeling the wind on me, only seeing and hearing it) We finally got to a statue (I can't remember what it was) and "Paul" had a hole maybe 2 feet deep at an angle dug, he told me I need to get in, I somehow knew the "stalkers" where after him and he was sacrificing himself to save me and my other friend, I did as told putting my head and shoulders into the hole, covering my mouth with my hands so I had a little air pocket, and felt the both of them put dirt over my back and legs covering me, I could hear the wind picking up even more and could hear him burying my other friend too Then I woke up out of it, at 12AM
Dream 1(fragments): I was playing video game, some variation of quake 4 or mod of it, i was exploring some dark complex building teaming up with other marines at some points and fighting with stroggs, at some point there was room with medic and tech and weapon upgrade, at that point AI became somewhat glitchy, also there was some BFG-style weapon. Dream 2(fragments): I was going through some level in another video game and then midway it turned into team fortress 2-like game, there was an ally AI controlled heavy that i had to defend through level which had really weak version of minigun, but on the other end i had a sniper rifle with high explosive ammo so all went fine. For enemies there were numerous scouts that were making bizarre faces(Almost GMod-level bizarre) and some snipers. Dream 3(fragments): I was helping some developer with video game, it was some kind of 3D shooter. We were going through level that looked like forest and were discussing ideas. Then we removed areas and objects, and added some different ones. Dream 4(fragments): I was in some video game with player class system, there was something going on on rooftops and some mod that added 'fireworks weapon', then i was talking with characters and there was something about dark place which everyone except me was scared about. I couldn't understand why they were scared so i went to that place. There were some abandoned corridors with set of invisible portals and potential of getting lost forever, i was almost stuck going back and forth through same two portals in one place by just moving forwards at one point. But in the end i navigated through somehow, found some entity, which looked like weird black and white colored semi-humanoid thing, and fought it. The fight was rather weird since i basically had to avoid the thing and it's world bending portal shenanigans for a while, then i ended winning and completing the level.
Fragmented recall, got to sleep later than usual due to doing too much stuff again. Dream 1(fragments): I was in some video game and i was in forest that looked very familiar. I was talking to some characters about player classes and we were searching for some artifacts. At one point i was looking at menu and comparing class stats. Dream 2: I was playing some strategy game where the map was split into 9 parts that were weirdly connected over the edges. I was starting with small amount of forces and the map was filled with enemies and some enemy bases, as for the areas themselves, they looked rather greeny with a number of elevation changes and mountains and trees, a few waterfalls as well. I was building a base and started making units, one of which looked like scout ships from AI War, i used those for scouting obviously since other partitions of the map were shrouded at the beginning. Then i got more defenses and units as well as progressing in the tech. I defeated a few attack waves and capped connected partitions for resources, then progressed in attacking and getting superweapons, then soon there was no enemy left on the map, i sent scout to each partition to be sure and indeed, only my units were present. Dream 3(fragments): I was at home which looked entirely different, there was colored glass and rooms were alot bigger, then i went somewhere else and there was some kind of concert. Then after there was a heated discussion in the city. Dream 4(fragment): I was playing some kind of RTS and was defending the base. Dream 5(fragment): I was playing some FPS that was happening on tropical islands, like Far Cry.
Dream 1(fragment): I was a detective of some kind and was searching for clues in some city place. Dream 2(fragment): I was playing AI War. Dream 3(fragments): I was playing some strategy game, i was controlling some squad and attacking the enemy, there were upgrades that were not all that useful, some were making game harder. Later i was near the lake in forest, then it turned in some kind of FPS and i was teaming up with someone and searching for something, there was random metallic ship we were waiting for that came up from underwater, which then we found way to board. Some mercenary-like dude joined us and we started preparing for the final battle. I found the option to change character models, which came full of very bizarre humanoid models, some were a mix between human and catroon character or something, some were mix between human and some characters from Sonic games, somehow. I decided not to change anything and we just went to trigger final battle. Then dream ended.
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