This is a nightmare I had a few nights ago. I was holding a young girl, an infant, in my arms. I was inside a building when a man pushed me into a room, slammed the door, and locked it. Inside, I saw a woman cowering in a corner, sobbing so violently she was shaking. I heard something being released through small rifts in the floor, and I felt suffocated. I was in a gas chamber. (Just to let you know, I was 20 ish in the dream. Six years older than I am now) I held the baby against my chest and fell to my knees, not wanting this baby to die. She cried and cried until I shushed her, calming her. They opened the door and took her from me, and I heard her screaming. The other woman lay dead before me. I stared in horror at the corpse before screaming for them to give her back to me. The baby, that is. The man from before laughed and kicked me hard in the abdomen, causing me to fall backwards. From this point on, it was like I was outside my body, watching the proceedings from afar. I saw him laugh as a woman ran up, a large wooden beam in her hands. She drove it through my stomach, and I heard a myself cry out, blood trickling from my mouth. She pulled it out of me, making blood spill EVERYWHERE. She drove it in again...and again....and again. I was begging for death. She laughed, torturing me until there was so much blood around me I thought I had to be completely drained. I saw her drive the stake into my heart, and, hearing myself softly grunt, I watched my body slump forward.... dead. In the background, I heard a child crying until silence came and I woke up. Note: This is the first time I've ever seen myself die in a dream.
[Friday, August 24th, 2012] (Shaky recall.) I remember driving a lot, and worrying about running out of gas soon. (The rest has faded from my memory as the day passed. I should have written it down sooner...)
another one that I initially remembered a lot of, but didn't have time to lie there and hold on to it after waking, so most of it was gone before I could write it down *****FRAGMENT*****So, I'm apparently someone fairly high up in an army, and the commander is William Wallace. He tells me to collect some plants from my back garden, because he wants to make something he calls 'wolf-gas'. We then find ourselves on a large field- our army is there, but I couldn't see the enemy. Wallace then gives a speech- similar to the Braveheart one, but not exactly. As far as I can remember it was along the lines of the enemy being just like us, and just as scared as we were. -There's then a large chunk that I can't remember- I'm on a hill with William, and there's a farm nearby with smoke rising from it. He tells me to be careful, because it's wolf gas, and we then run in to rescue the people inside (the wolf gas seems to have a similar effect to mustard gas). I'm then walking around after the battle, and I see a man dressed as a clown fighting with someone over loot. I turn a revolver on him and tell him that neither of them have the rights to loot. *****END***** So, yeah, disappointing recall, but that was more of an external issue- I woke up because my father was shouting up and needed to speak to me, so I had no time to remember much or write anything down. There was certainly more of it, but it's too faint.
Non-dream Dream I recalled a couple of strange fragments today. Dream 1: I am at an Indian wedding. I wake up with the thought "keep up or you will forget." Dream 2: I am walking down the middle of a vacant Westwood Blvd. I am an expert bread baker. I take some kind of strange bacteria gas as a test for something. I think it removes marijuana from your system. The chick from Total Recall (Arnold's girl) is the person administering the gas. It stings my eyes really bad because of my eye condition at first but then I get used to it. Dream 3: My cats are fighting and V turns into a ferocious bear and pounces on S with incredible force.
I recalled a handful of dreams last night, but upon being awake for too long, could only remember this one. Anyways. Me, my friends Pasqual and Brent, and my Aunt Mindy were all headed to this strange place a place that I can't remember the name of to go get something that was very similar to gasoline. I hopped in the backseat of the car with my aunt while my two friends took the front seats. As we were riding, I started to have this really odd, strange sensation. Suddenly, it felt like I was spinning in circles in the back seat of the car. Not like, spinning in place. Like, I was basically floating up and down and around the back seat. I tried to push a hand or a foot out to touch something, anything, to stop the odd sensation. It worked, and everything returned to normal. My aunt was staring at me like I was a lunatic. I explained, "I think I just had sleep paralysis!" Okay, that's just silly. SP in a dream? I think I know why dream-me came to this conclusion. Before I went to bed IRL that night, I felt a really odd tingly sensation in my hands and feet, and after a few minutes of this, my foot jerked and slammed down on the bed, and I heard loud breathing and footsteps. This made me think of SP, which probably carried over to the dream. "Yeah, that must be it," Aunt Mindy said. I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not. We arrived at this odd place to get that gasoline-like thing. As we walked in, an old man hobbled over to me carrying a large, spiky chunk of wood, and something that looked like a deformed chisel. He handed me both, laughed, and said, "Alright, sonny, now make a perfect cube out of that." I looked up in disbelief, thinking, I can't do this! I looked around and noticed his old friends were watching me, expecting me to do it. I sort of forget what I did here, but, After working with the odd chisel device, a severely scarred and deformed cube was the result of my hard work. I showed it to the old ladies watching, and laughed, saying, "It's something, right?" They laughed with me. The old guy turned me around and berated me for not being able to make the perfect cube, and he then snatched away the two items. From that point, I was extremely sad till I woke up.
Dream 1 I am at a house and we are looking around it. Suddenly we realise there is a build-up of gas in there. I grab a tape recorder which has proof on it that the man who lives there is cheating. The house has now changed into a dolls house and I am playing with it, I take out the lady that I don't like ((she is now a Barbie doll)). I now go to take out a man but a smaller me is in the house and it shouts "no, that's the wrong one" so I put him back. There is now a big explosion in the house, it's all normal size again now and I'm standing by the side of the house. I slowly go inside and check the house, it's dark with a little light like candle light but without the candles. Everything is everywhere and I say to a bloke "help me or I'll go flying, I can't see and there's stuff everywhere". There are animals inside, lots of birds too..loads of them actually. I see a big brown owl and I say "you need to free these, you can't keep them locked up. I walk through, I'm all dusty and dirty, the people I am with are now Barbie dolls again lol but life sized ones. I open a gate and check on the animals and there is straw everywhere. Dream 2 I am trying on brahs for a man..I think he has made them, other people are watching. We are in a big PE gym. I look at the brahs and they have gel in them but it's not right and I can't get it right.
This was a pretty neat dream and I feel that I should share it. In my dream I was on another planet, but similar to earth. There was plenty of people around, all human as far as I could tell. As I was wandering about the city I was in I noticed these huge machines set in the ground that were sucking all the oxygen out of the planet's atmosphere. Somehow I knew it was being stored underground in huge vaults. Pretty soon people started running out of air and dying. I didn't die but soon found an oxygen tank I could carry around to breathe with, and other people started doing the same. Once almost all the breathable air was gone the machines shut off. There was only certain pockets of breathable air left in the city, and many people had died and their bodies were everywhere. Strangely there were many people left though who seemed not need oxygen. In fact they released sulfur dioxide gas into the air so they could breathe that. The gas came out of nozzles as a greenish looking gas, but once it dispersed it was invisible. It was pretty evident these people were not human to be breathing that. I understood in my mind these beings were called the Sulfarians. They seemed content enough to leave the remaining humans alone to go about our business though. After that I get a group of people together for the purpose of attemting to liberate the stolen oxygen stored underground. It was about when we blow open one vault of air is when I awoke. Now I'm a guy of course, but in my dream about 3/4 of the way through I notice I'm a woman in my dream. I have black shoulder length hair, and although I don't see my reflection I can tell I'm fairly good looking by the way others in my dream act nicer toward me. I can even tell I have "the goods" under my shirt even though I don't actually feel them with my hands. How does your brain know what it feels like to have breasts when you're a guy?
5 Dollar a gallon gas, africa and bullriders and healers... It started I was driving around some town and came to a gas station on an otherwise deserted corner...I noticed the gas was $5.25 a gallon, and i was shocked! I kept saying tio myself, "i reslly should take a picture of this..nobody would believe me otherwise" I stood there staring at the multiple price signs over and over again, then an old lady walked out of her car and said to me..."you need to go to Africa" all of a sudden, dream shifted, I was in africa...and i was helping uinload a large truck full of african kids of all ages...as i helped the last one out of the truck, i suddenyl noticed a small flat box sitting infront of me..i picked it up and handed it to the kid and he smiled and did a silly dance and ran away...weird... i hopped off the truck and saw 2 guys riding brahma bulls running in my direction, then i noticed they were chasing a regular cow calf.....the calf looked at me and ran behind the truck between the truck and a huge warehouse that wasnt there moments ago.....and it crouched down ontop a big pile of blankets and was watching the two bullriders under the truck...they looked at me and i shrugged and they rode away..as i turned to check on the calf...i was in a holet room somewhere and there was a witchdoctor/healer type guy there and he was chasing me around the room he kept telling me to move my arms in certain directions etc..he also kept saying he could heal my bad arms..over and over again (IRW i do have messed up shoulders..) he then showed me a video of myself running around an odd obstacle course and every so often i would pickup a log over my head and throw it.....interesting cure =) dream shifted I was walking down a city street somewhere and all the shops and businesses etc were below street level, you had to walk down a flight of stairs to get to every door on the street, i walked by a place that had only a movie theater type ticket window sticking out the front of the building and there was an old lady sitting in the booth and there was a small crowdof people standing around the booth and one guy had his head tipped down so he could speak through the little opening in the bottom of the booth window, and he kept asking "so where DO we get our mail" woke up...
Alright, this makes up for the nightmare LD I had last night. Oh MAN this dream was great. The dream was as realistic as real life. I know that probably isn't a big thing for you, but I am pretty fricken excited. I have never had such a vivid LD. Alright, I guess I should tell you about it now! Also, my next goal is getting better dream control. Alright, I should probably give you quick backstory. This dream was actually a bit longer than I thought. You see, I lived with my parents, but they weren't really my parents. They were different people entirely. And one day someone came to our door and trapped us in. The guy somehow was scamming us for money and when he left we had nothing. Then the world got upgraded with these high-tech items, but they didn't work, and this was causing a global outburst. Well, the dream starts with my friend and we need to stop everything that is happening. We go to tons of places and start to take care of what is happening. We leave the house and start to cure the world of its problems. We end up with another one of my friends and we enter some sort of casino. People are crowding for money pouring out of machines and I suddenly become lucid. I have never had an LD like this. Everything was so vivid. There were no blurry views, and the world was so active. We ran out of the building in the the town I was in during about two past dreams. I will find out which ones later. Suddenly we realized the guy that started this all was in a gas station about a mile away. Due to my poor LD skills I wasn't able to fly. Oh well, I was running with my friends. Suddenly a goon comes up and tries to kill us, but I think up a strange beam coming from my hands to kill him, and thank god it does. We continue running and one of my friends runs faster and ends up at the gas station. Suddenly the gas station begins to crumble. We run faster and actually make it as the place is falling apart. I noticed my thoughts were getting cloudy so I shouted for clarity. Nothing too strange, except for a few people staring at me like I'm an idiot after yelling that. We try to talk to the bad guy, but he won't listen. I realize if I go to my parents I could prove what he has been doing, and report the cops. I run out and run to my house. I quickly run to my parents working on the house and loose lucidity. I tell my parents about whats happening and they want me to help around the house. I do a small job and go behind my barn and see my dad working on a fence. I realize that if I stay there I will have to work, so I run. I suddenly remember I am dreaming again. Alright, time to get my dream flying down. I go behind my house and attempt the jump. It doesn't work, but the jump actually felt like I was using my muscles. The dream was so realistic. I decided to climb to the top of my house and attempt it. I got on top and started to run. I turned my head for a second and this moved my real head. Coolest dream ever! I loved it! Totally makes up for the horror that was the mirror in my last dream. Man, I am so excited right now!
I remember my brother had this pickle jar and I wanted to see it next because it had a label that offered free full music software. I was playing or being in this game. I remember talking to this girl....and we got in her car. But the car was something like a house, and we headed through this forest, and there all kinds of dragons in it. But they were friendly. I remember going on a mission with the president and a few other people. We had no NBC gear, and the main guy who we had to get was surrounded by gas. Everyone fell down, and Obama wanted to retreat. Something else happens where we're all just chilling....still lying down in our uniforms but there's no threat of danger. S starts flirting with two guys, and I cursed her out and walked off. I was in DV chat, and someone linked a totally unrealistic scene from what I assumed was the last action hero. The thing that got me was how quickly it loaded. After that I turned it into a gif for my avatar.
Non-lucid My memory picks up whilst riding around town with one of my old friends cousins and he is not exactly a law abiding citizen. We drive around until we think that it would be a good idea to stop by a local gas station to pick up something to drink. We get to the gas station, and he goes inside while I stand outside next to the car. I am texting on my phone, casually looking up every now and then because I seen some pretty good looking ladies standing across the way at the gas station. There are about three of them, and the next thing I know two of the girls walk away and one of them walks toward me. She instantly sparks a conversation and leads me over to the entrance of the gas station. This is where I find out that the girls are not single, and they have about three guys with them. She purposefully led me into a trap. I am standing in front of the gas station door now, with three other guys starring me down. They all look pretty pissed off and I begin to think that there is no other way to get out of this, other than to fight them. I throw the first punch and it makes its mark, while the two other guys jump on me and start throwing punches. Out of nowhere a person that I have not seen in years came from the back area of the gas station where the cars are supposed to be fueling, and he started in on the fight. At about that time, my old friends cousin came out of the gas station and noticed that a fight was going on so he decided to help as well. The guys were now losing pretty badly, and eventually all three of them where knocked out or laying on the ground in pain. I think about the police. As soon as the fight is over, the friend I haven't seen in years runs up to me and I tell him that we need to get out of there now because the police will be here soon. My friends cousin jumps in the car and takes off, so we take to the back of the gas station and run through a field headed toward my old apartments. This field is very overgrown with various weeds and such, and I tell him it would be best to just make a mad dash through the middle of the field so the weeds will give us cover. We both begin to run, and we soon end up at my old grandpa's house some how. We run through the back door, and into the house, which is very dark and no one is home. I seem to know at this point that my grandpa no longer lives there. We run out of the front door, and my friend wants to go back into the house to lock the door for the home owners. I tell him that we do not have the time to do that, and I remind him that we need to keep running. He goes back anyway, locks the door, and exits the porch. Just as he jumps off of the porch, the owner drives down the street and sees him jumping off of his property. He is driving a dark red vehicle, and it is a rather old car. It had apparently just finished raining outside, so the streets were wet and he instantly slammed on his breaks and spun out. He had his wife in the right seat, and he was in the drivers seat on the left side. You could hear him yelling out of his window after he seen us begin to run when he spun out. He instantly slammed the car into reverse and caught up with us down the road. I was on the right side of the street, and my friend was across the road from me. The man got out of his car, and he was fairly old. I see that he is brandishing a shotgun, and he is starting to shoot at my friend. We keep running hard until we get to the end of that road, and an intersection leads off to the right, left, and it also continues forward. To the left is a town, and to the right is country. My friend runs to the right, to avoid the shotgun bullets. I choose the forward path for whatever reason, and I am now being hit slightly by shotgun spray. Just in front of me, continuing forward, is a rather large church, and beyond that is a gravel road that leads to a bridge. Since I was being hit by shotgun spray, I thought that it would be a good idea to pick up a large street sign, and cover my back with it whilst I was on the run. I do that, and I keep running toward the bridge. When I get to the bridge, the old man pulls up in his car just behind the start of the concrete that the bridge is made of and he gets out of his car. I try to keep my cool, and he holds the shotgun up to my body. He yells something that made sense then, but I cannot honestly remember exactly what it was. He then shoots the shotgun and misses, so I take my chance to grab the end of the shotgun with my left hand, and I point it away from me while I punch him in the face with my other hand. He ends up letting go of the shotgun, and I now have it under my control. I aim it at his lower half, and I fire the gun. It instantly blows off the entire lower portion of his body, and he is now crawling around screaming at me. I then proceed to shoot him in the face, and he is still not dead. Guts are hanging out of his mouth, and he is crawling toward the bridge and I casually think to myself "Good hide yourself" as I begin to worry about my finger prints on the gun. I begin to wipe down the trigger area, and the barrel of the gun with my shirt. I know that this might not be too efficient, so I begin to look for some sort of gasoline to rub the gun down with. I find an old canister of gas just to the right of where the bridge starts in an oddly wooded area. I pick up the can and walk back to the bridge, where I see a helicopter flying very low to the ground just above where I shot at the old man. The pilot is in clear view, and I decide that I should shoot at him as well. I take three or so shots at him, and he begins to fly away into the distance. I then take my shirt off, and soak it with gasoline and then I rub down the gun in a hasty fashion, making sure to get all of the points where my fingers would have been touching the most. Just after I throw the gun off of the side of the bridge, I awake.
I was at a gas station getting gas when I realized I had no money on me at all. I panicked, because I had already pumped the gas into my car, $15.00 worth. On my way to tell the service people, I stopped, turned around, and said aloud, "Ah, I'm in a dream, I don't need to pay." and drove away. NEVER BECOMING LUCID!!!
Resistance and Arrest I was running from the cops. I don't know what I did. I arrived at a school and ran in. A lot of my friends were there and my friend, Jon, was head of my security detail. The whole place was like a hidden hang out. I stayed and played pool for a while but then Jon yelled out that the cops were here and we had to get out. Everyone went to go fight but since i was priority, I exited through the back. Jon was yelling that they had tear gas. My friends were slowly losing the battle. I ran until I saw a creek. I jumped in, but it was only about knee high. I waded under a bridge and laid back so only my head was visible. I then watched some of the cops pass me by. Rocks on the Beach (FRAG) I was at this rock cliff side where there was a beach down below. I was with a girl that wasn't my girlfriend. We climbed our way down and started playing on the beach. I was barefoot and the rocks hurt my feet.
Tried Flying Again I stopped writing in my DJ because senior year is getting busy but since it is Xmas break I decided to get the ole attempts for dreaming again. I didn't want to post in the online journal until I could get a lucid dream but I had worked on dream recall for about a month and I started looking for dream signs in real life to so it was only a matter of time. The dream before becoming lucid as always is a little blurry and short. I remember I was driving somewhere from this park. At the park when I got into my car, which was on a weird grassy tiered parking lot structure, I noted that the dick next to me had scratched my car while opening his door. I had checked my car because he was parked so close next to mine. His was a black sleek luxury sedan and mine was my trusty ford escape, not a bad car by the way. So while opening my door I "accidentally" left a long ding in his while I saw him walking up to me. He was a preppy looking dick with a lettuce hair cut. I quickly got into my car and started to drive away. One of the things looking back that I may have noticed was that my gas gauge was different. It was a small neon green array of dots at the bottom of the dash. I still had the red pointer thing that rotated on an axis but the dots were in a line unlike usual meters in modern cars. Also I was way out of gas and I knew that my mom had just filled up my tank last night so this was suspicious. But I noticed that the longer that I drove, the more the tank filled up. Also strange. So I finally got to my destination which was a strange strip mall and amusement park combined. It seemed to be mostly made out of this pale orange-y stone that seemed Mediterranean themed but the architecture that it was built in was sort of Mayan, but with less decor. I was driving my car to park in an underground parking lot but while I was driving a lady told me that there would be no parking spots here. I ignored her and kept driving on. There was a festival going on while I was driving and people were all in the middle of the streets dancing and walking around doing stuff. There was this one guy/girl dressed up as a japanese demon and kept taunting me as I was driving and wherever I would turn to drive they would run in front of me. Finally I slammed on the gas and almost ran it over and then no one got in my way. I finally made it to the parking structure, which I found doubled as a water ride, and parked my car in a neighborhood street adjoining. I went into the line that was the ride and then this middle aged lady who was with another middle aged lady and two old white haired ones convinced me that there was probably not enough time to do the ride (subconscious trying to tell me something with the repeated warnings?) so I decided to leave. There was an easy exit set of stairs right next to me so I went up there but then I accidentally (actually this time) bumped my shoulder into one of the older ladies. It was on accident so it was soft. The lady yelled "what's your problem!" I didn't know what she was talking about so I said, "Hey, I'm leaving ain't I?" Then the first middle aged lady yelled that I bumped her in the face. I apologized and stomped away pissed. I then saw a pair of brothers that I recognized (don't remember who they were now) and they were doing parkour. As a practitioner I always want to join in if such things happen so I stripped down to my under wear because the clothes I was wearing were far to troublesome to move efficiently in. They were trying a under bar through a long car and I wanted to try but we got kicked off the premises. Somewhere in between here and going to their house that strongly resembled my house, I became lucid. I can never remember why I become lucid but that's never the important part. So we were in their house and in what would be my moms room. They were jumping on the bed and I was lucid. At first I was just participating like I was in a normal dream, then as they were jumping I tried ripping the bed apart with telekenetics. Didn't work but then again I rarely ever had good dream control. In fact I pretty much never did but I was usually able to do something. I really wanted to do something, anything, because it was my first time being lucid in a while! I told them I had to do something so I started to walk out side. It was exactly like my house so I knew the floor plan. As I was walking through the kitchen into the garage I remember thinking how Lucid dreams are always much more detailed than a regular dream. I've made this observation before but like I said, its been a while. I go into the back yard and start jumping and jumping, trying to fly. I notice that I'm jumping higher than in real life so this keeps me believing that i'm still in a dream. I was able to jump as high as the roof but I was never able to fly. After many depressing attempts, I awake... I'm going to look up some things on dream control. I really want to get back in the swing of things.
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