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    1. Favor, Forgotten, Flood

      by , 09-26-2016 at 03:31 AM
      I am in the water, off of a dock. My friend has left his...watercraft with the keys in the ignition out in the middle of the bay. I kept calling it a boat, but it wasn't really. Sort of like a jet ski, but you stood on it instead. It had a dashboard with controls, handles, and then a flat area to stand on. I watch a few people swim up to it, and I'm worried someone will steal it. I've never used one so I don't want to move it. Instead, I swim over, like it belongs to me, and remove the keys from the ignition. I hop over to a tiny walkway hugging a wall, and sidle along until I make it back to the dock which is painted dark, dull red. His apartment is across from mine. In the dream he was familiar to me, someone I care about, but he has become indistinct like many of my dream characters. I'd probably call him a mixture of Ruadh and my ex, considering the people in the apartment.

      Anyway, I go in through the open door and navigate through all the people, asking if anyone has seen him. They direct me to the kitchen, I find him there with one of my ex's friends, Amanda who was mostly nice but a little condescending to me.
      I walk directly to him and drop my eyes while I explain that he left his damn boat on the bay with the keys in the ignition. I drop the keys into his waiting hand. He thanks me in a distant way and says he'll be right back, I assume he's going to move the boat. I stand there a little too long and Amanda asks me in a condescending way, "What are you doing here, sweetheart?" and plucks a dust bunny from my sleeve.
      I frown a little. "Doing him the favor of returning his keys." I say. I know I wasn't invited. I leave without saying anything, knowing no one will notice or miss me.

      I walk across the way to my own apartment. It's has a curious layout. A front room with a tiny kitchen off to the right, and straight back is the bedroom, to the left of the bedroom is the bathroom, with another door leading into the living room. People follow me into my apartment, I don't know any of them. I try to shut the door to my bedroom, it's a heavy sliding metal door with a weird crossbar for a lock. It won't latch and people follow me into my room. I wander out through the bathroom and find a co-worker of mine in the living room. Startled, I realize my apartment has two entrances and he came in through the second one. He tells me he was just returning something to me? My cat got out. (I don't have a cat).
      I realize with a guilty start that I have forgotten to feed my cat. He's a very thin long-hair tabby. I wonder how long its been since I fed him? I cast about for his food and water bowl which are, embarrassingly full of cobwebs and dead flies. I gather them up and try to hide their disgraceful state from my co-worker as I rush into the kitchen to wash them out. How could I have forgotten?

      You know, this is the third or fourth time I've dreamt about forgetting to feed my cat, when I don't even have a cat. =/

      It ends with a terrible storm and strangers huddled in my apartment. I'm stuck at the front door, struggling to hold it closed. It won't latch and the flood water from the bay keeps rushing in through the cracks despite my efforts to hold it shut.

      Updated 09-26-2016 at 03:35 AM by 54746

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    2. Fringe/Forgotten

      by , 08-21-2016 at 04:27 AM
      At first I'm at work, Lowe's. Walking the one aisle that is mine It's a huge mess and I'm offended that some stupid person has wrecked it and that I have to clean up after them. Then I realize that the PSAs are doing a reset, and for some absurd reason we're selling mattresses now. I look at the bay, unsure what to do with it now. Why are the mattresses even HERE? Why are there pillows scattered everywhere? Do I clean them up? Or wait until the reset is done?

      Then I am in my childhood home in Blackstone MA. It's the latest hour of the night, the house is dark, and I'm looking down at a random assortment of objects on a dresser top. I think about returning the ring to my ex, like he has asked, and feel a very distant, cold pain when I realize he is dead and has been for a few weeks. (The dead part, isn't true, at least.) And, returning the ring is no longer an issue, I feel relieved and also guilty for feeling better, that I don't have to think about it anymore.
      Seamlessly the story changes, it isn't only that he is dead but that he never existed, and I'm the only one who remembers. It seems so sad to me that I'm the only one. I can't be the only one, can I? Who remembers him? I think about our dog, and wonder who has been taking care of him in my ex's absence. I should pick him up. He'll be sad now, that my ex is gone, I suppose he'll have to make do with me.
      I'm in the hallway of the house. But I'm not myself. It's a really absurd Fringe crossover. I pass a man who makes a grab at me, I feel completely insane because he's trying to convince me that I'm wrong. That the person I believed existed wasn't even real.
      . In the show Fringe, Olivia Dunham had a niece, Ella. I hear her talking in my head like someone has mentioned a person to her.
      "Aunt Liv? Who is that?" She asks. Of course she doesn't know me, but it hurts all the same. I twist free of the man making a grab at me. I see myself in third person and for a moment I'm Olivia.
      He's certain that I'm insane, because I think Olivia Dunham existed, when no one else remembers her. It seems so sad, that everyone should forget. It's a sharp, perfect pain in my chest. I twist free, making a run for the stairs leading to the front door. I know she's real, I can't have made her up.

      I rarely analyze dreams when I post them, but I suppose this makes sense...after the fact. In the show, something similar happens to one of the characters, a timeline is erased along with one of the main characters. Olivia's belief that he once existed is enough to pull him from the ether into existence. So. That I see myself in third person, as Olivia and also the person believing she existed when no one else remembers...makes a sort of sense. People forget about me all the time. And just like the DCs, they don't even realize they're doing it.

      Updated 08-21-2016 at 04:35 AM by 54746

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    3. at fancy restaurant food tasting

      by , 05-17-2013 at 11:31 AM
      Friends of ours organized a big gathering of friends at fancy restaurant. We saw them there. It seemed awkward because we had not been invited. Soon after these friends invited us, just us, to same restaurant. It seems they had forgotten to invite us before. For a while I remember being confused as to what the occasion was: it seemed important, like a wedding rehearsal, but why invite just us now? Was I like a maid of honor? But we were not that close, me and the bride? And besides these friends had been married a long time already. it turned out that the important event was a food tasting. We were supposed to be like food critics, and the fancy restaurant was giving us the best food.

      Side note: I had not felt well last evening so I went to bed without supper, just ate a couple slices of bread. So dreaming of food makes sense tonight. Also of note, I had to work hard to recall this dream. Almost gave up, and thought no recall this morning, and then I remembered!

      Edit: Oh, and I just remembered: the food was chicken, very tasty chicken.

      Updated 05-17-2013 at 11:52 AM by 61501

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    4. Forgotten Lucid...(Date is Guessed)9/2/11

      by , 09-11-2011 at 05:29 AM (INeverWakeUp's Super Dream Journal)
      I remember having a lucid. I have no recall of it anymore, because I'm a dumbass and didn't type it up when I should've.
    5. Half Forgotten Lucid Dream

      by , 08-31-2011 at 08:28 AM
      This was from a while back - I hadn't remembered it too well:

      I remember:
      • Took a long thin alcohol bottle smashed it on a benchtop and mashed into a bed. No idea why.
      • I took someone's phone, destroyed it, but then materialised about 10 more.
      • I attemped to hover on my stomach - It was difficult.
      • Checked my hands continously!
      • Had a false awakening, but checked my hands and confirmed it was still a dream.


      And thats it. Sounds like I might have been angry for some reason.. who knows?
    6. Left Behind

      by , 05-09-2011 at 12:32 AM (I Have a Problem)
      Date: 08-20-10
      Length: 5 Minutes
      Vividness: 2/10


      I was in downtown Santa Barbara with my girlfriend Dakota when my dad came and picked me up.
      We forgot Dakota so I told him we had to go back, but he got annoyed.



      -frenchblablabla
    7. Forgotten Dream

      by , 08-12-2010 at 04:25 PM
      I woke up this morning and remembered a dream that I had. It was amazing. I was planning to write it down so that I would never forget it....but after I slept in for a couple more minutes. I woke up only 5 minutes later and had absolutely no recall of what the dream was about. I feel like Ive lost something special, and I regret it.