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This is the first entry in my dream journal. It's extremely incomplete, since I already forgot almost everything.

I remember being on a bus back home, hearing music through a crappy mp4 player, I gave my younger brother for Christmas, and being annoyed by it. (I'm very demanding with sound quality). This bus is familiar to me since it's the only one that passes in my home location. Before I had a car I caught that Bus for almost 10 years to go from school to home.
The thing is that the Bus is totally different because it looks like a tourism one, and not the public transportation kind. I remember I recognized some people from my personal life and talked to them, but I can't remember what.

Suddenly the Bus stopped and the driver said there was a huge fire in a mountain range near me therefore he turned the bus to another road I didn't knew. In a moment we were in a highway I didn't recognized, and the Bus stopped near a huge steep hill made of sand and moss(weird). It last like 80º steep and I was really scared because it had an height of about 50 meters.
At this time I remember the group changed. Now they were friends of mine from the time I used to be in Scouts. Some were really scared but we started to climb. I reached the middle of the hill and slipped, falling to the ground hurting myself.

I decided I wanted to outline the hill instead of climbing it, so I started walking for a while. Some time after, I noticed I was in front of a poor, old village that I recognized from a previous dream, but didn't found that odd. Curiously a spotlight appeared pointing at me and I started to run so they couldn't detect me. It last very prison like. I believe this happened because I usually do some trek trips and sleep in protected places. In those trips we always try do stay away from forest guards.

Very strangely I went back to the base of the hill running away from that spotlight, canguru style. It was really weird.

And then my mother woke me up...

As I said previously, this is my first dream entry. I decided to start writing here thanks to a wonderful movie called The Waking Life that really influenced me.

About a week ago, I went to bed worried. I recently lost a very important journal and I was attempting to clear my mind to remember where I might have hidden in. I started to dream instantly when I fell asleep - which has only occurred a few times in my life. I was not attempting a W.I.L.D.:

I suddenly found myself walking on 101 (a 5-lane freeway in California) in the middle of the last lane before the fast lane. I paused to look around. Even though it was a starless night, I could see in perfect clarity and the visuals were photo realistic or better. I walked a few steps forward towards an overpass that was maybe 20-ft ahead. In the dark, I heard a car crash in the lane ahead just beyond the freeway overpass. I couldn't see that far in the darkness... But, I could hear car parts flying everywhere.

One large piece of a car door came skidding directly towards me and stopped just at my feet. The visuals were so vivid, that I instantly suspected I was dreaming. I looked around again, no other cars or people were around. I moved my hand up as if to direct myself into the air. I levitated off the ground, above the height of the overpass with complete ease and control.

Stationed on top of the overpass was something like an unused construction piece with a tower like structure. Atop that structure was something large with multiple points, covered in a tarp. The dream began to fade. I thrashed around to keep it going, and I remember thinking: this is my chance to search my subconscious for information. Instead, I woke a minute-or-two after I had laid down.

I still haven't found the journal. If my subconscious was providing me with some sort of clue, at present, I have no idea what it was. Nearest I could figure, the journal might have slid underneath something. However, I searched my floor thoroughly. Any and all possible interpretations are welcome...

I'm at a family members house, and there are people who I used to know well running around and basically trashing the place. They're all angry with me because I've decided I'm going to move to Hawaii. There were some smelly, gross people I didn't know and I grabbed them and threw them out of the house. They did not like this.

There was a girl, a dream character, who began yelling at me. She said that I wasn't going anywhere with my life and that I've never done anything real. She began putting makeup on her face and screaming. I stood there arguing with her about all the things I've accomplished in my life, telling her that I had done awesome things and that I was going to go places and do even more awesome things.

They got in their car and I got in mine.

The dream switched to me sitting in my old bedroom. There was nothing in the room except a bed, and two of my friends were sitting on it. They were drinking alcohol and kept offering it to me. I kept saying that I didn't want any, and they kept taunting me and teasing me. I said I wanted to make a pitcher of tea, and seconds later I was setting down a pitcher of tea. I turned around for a moment and when I turned back the girl sitting there said that she had put alcohol in the tea. "Don't worry," she said, "I diluted it with water so you won't taste it that much if you're worried." At this point I got really angry and yelled that they had tainted my tea. All I wanted was a cup of tea, and I had to drive soon to get to Hawaii.

Next thing I know, I'm driving down a long, bleak highway. Soon I'm going under overpasses and swooping stealthily in and out of traffic. There were large gaps that looked like exits, but then they would lead to nowhere or go upside down and curve along bridges so if you were to take them you would have to drive upside down. I didn't. I remember thinking to myself that if there weren't cars driving on this highway that it would be an excellent place for skateboarding.

I made it to Hawaii. I went to a cove that you had to swim through a large tunnel. I was scared to go in, it was dark and a long swim to the end where I could barely see light peeking out against the darkness. I swam across anyhow, and at the end there was a gigantic rotting yellow whale carcass. I knew that they smelled bad, because I'd encountered dead whales on the beach before. This one didn't smell bad but I plugged my nose anyhow, just in case the stench got to me.

I remember a glimpse of a map. It seemed to be computerized and zoomed far into different places on an island. I remember seeing Salvador Dali's name and thinking how I should go to his world, but then I didn't. (note: visiting there should be a lucid goal).

I remember watching a man swim far out into the ocean and find this woman... He traded bodies with her and was ecstatic to be a woman.

I think that's all.

We all, (people from New Paltz) went on a school trip to the beach. I remember asking Lakendra to come with me to the bathhouse to get my stuff, because it was getting dark and I was scared.

Me and my mom go to eat lunch on top of this very high pole, that was sort of birds eye view of some high way in New Jersey. I was so scared for my life, but after a while I got used to it.

I was bragging to my little cousin about all the famous people that went to my school, like Selena Gomez and Justin Beiber.

Notes to Help Better Understand the Dream and/or Me:
- I am 14-year-old guy going to be a Freshman
- I am a newly saved Christian
- I don't think I've ever had a lucid dream, but one was extremely questionable
- I don't have fears of cars or seat belts or speeding up or anything


Onto the Dream:

This dream started out with me in the passenger seat of my car, which is a white Mustang, not a convertible, the windows down, and my friend from church driving the car. We were making conversation, but I don't remember the words. We were going pretty fast, with cars all along the two-lane highway. Two other sports cars in front of us, one of them very distinctly being a Challenger, started going pretty fast and merged into the right lane. Matt (the friend driving) sped up, but instead of merging to the right, went off road into the dirt and grass. There was no opposite side of the highway for some reason. He started going faster, and other cars were already off road when we "dismounted" the highway, and we pulled up next to this mini-van, and another guy from our church was driving. His name was Kyle, and he is 20 or something, and he was on the left lane of the highway. He waved to us and we sped up some more. We were now speeding on the highway again, but in the left lane, with no cars around. He started going really fast now, and I yelled, "Wow! Let me get my seat belt on!" He didn't slow down, but I got it on. We were coming up to an intersection with a light post on only one of the corners. My seat belt was loose, so I thought to myself, "The seat belt my get caught on the light post and throw me out and choke me!" I pulled in the excess belt from the window and we started turning right, in front of the light post, and the car just went crazy and I knew we were in a crash and that my fear of me being choked was what happened to Matt with his seat belt. The car was just fine when I got out, but it was raised up on it's rear wheels somehow, pretty high, and also it was a convertible with it's top down. I got out and ran around to the side of the car where the light pole was, and it was true. He got caught by the seat belt. Except it wasn't Matt who got caught, it was another friend of mine, who doesn't go to my church but my school. He was hung up by the neck on the pole and I wasn't freaking out, just rushing to get him down. My friend Matt was there with us somehow. I got him down, and laid him down by the car. Now this girl from church pulled up in her car, who is maybe 20, and I said, "Call the cops or something." And then turned my focus back to Colten (the friend form school). I walked towards him, and he was laying their holding his throat, trying to say, "Brooks... Brooks... I can't... breathe..." and looked so helpless. I told him the people who could help him were coming. I knelt beside him and then I woke up.

I think this was a mini-dream I had after I woke up but didn't get up:

I was back with Colten, but I was positioning myself underneath him, like a cross, my belly holding up his back, and holding his head back so he could breath. Then it jumped around and I saw myself giving him CPR with a cloth between out mouths. Then back to me supporting his back and giving him CPR at the same time. In my dream I was thinking somehow holding his back up would help him.


Well, that's my first post in my Dream Log!

Colorful City
7/25/2010


I'm in a car with some people, and one of the guys has a golden sticker of the letters "bp" on his face, next to his ear. The sticker had appeared there because he took some drugs. I then take "bp", which is a pill. I'm in the backseat of the car, and we are driving on the highway. As I look out the window, I see that the city is unbelievably colorful. I see animated bright purple ribbons attaching to buildings, and gold ribbons too. HUGE Pink, blue, green, red, yellow, and orange ribbons. I say, "I never knew Jacksonville could be so colorful." I watch as the different colored patterns fly around the sky and dance and become part of the city.

-Other stuff-
being in NC, being in a mini cooper, being in a weird house, my sister giving me money

-I've gotten a notebook dream journal and have kept up with my dreams, but I really don't feel like posting all of them, so the latest one....-


Friends, Flying, Highway
I was getting in a little kids toy jeep thing and driving it down the shoulder of oncoming traffic on a highway, at night. All I could see were the headlights of the vehicles. I was going really fast in the kids toy jeep and I started to drive out of control. I got scared and jumped out of it, and my friend V and another girl was there, we had just came from some kind of talent show? I start running down the highway, still towards the oncoming vehicles, and then I ran across the road to the grass that was in the middle of the two roads. There was a white car driving in the grass ahead of me, and I started to run faster. Then I leaped up, and the view was looked like what you would see if you were in an airplane, (I imagine.) I see land, water, and roads.

Then I remember trying to figure out where I was, I had asked someone "What's on top of New York?" (lol)

I had another dream last night that I know was very vivid, unfortunately I can't remember any of it beyond the fact that there was some sort of house, and my mother and brother were involved. It's noteworthy that although I think the house may have been run-down, it wasn't haunted or scary. I also have fragmented impressions of lots of greenery (lots of plants and trees, perhaps in a greenhouse) and maybe a short man in a suit. I know that I didn't want to wake up this morning because there was something in the dream I needed to resolve. Also, something about traveling along a highway in a car, and the highway may have been near the sea.

More fragments may come back, sometimes fragments of dreams I've 'forgotten' have resurfaced after a while.

There are two shop keepers (a husband and wife) who seem really creepy and insist I view their wares. They hover over me at all times and are very intrusive. Their shop is outdoors and consists of only two large bookshelves loaded with vhs tapes, dvds, and many different versions of the Bible. The couple will not let me leave until I buy something. Because I cannot see anything I am interested in, I try to stall by picking up some chinese sweet and sour chicken balls which are sitting by a coffee maker on a little table betweeb the bookshelves.

The shop keepers get upset that I am eating chinese food because it is "not very christian of me." I tell them that I am not a christian and they get extremely angry, but just then other customers arrive and start browsing around, taking the shopkeeper's attention off of me. I look through the dvds hoping to find something interesting and notice that almost all of them are in foriegn languages. I eventually find a nature documentary in english on tigers (my favourite animal) and hastily make a retreat from the little outdoor shop. It is not until I am quite far away from there that I realize I did not pay for the dvd, which I find amusing.

I cross a large field until I come to a road. I follow the road and it leads into a temperate forest. I walk for a long time until I see a large big box department store in the middle of the forest and go in. The place is huge but I do not see anyone around. I walked past the eletronics section and picked up a set of headphones that has a super long cord. I put the headphones on and have the overwhelming desire to plug them in. I feel that I cannot leave the big box department store until I do so.

I came across a large stereo system and try to plug the headphones in, but I cannot find the outlet. An eletronics department attendant suddenly shows up and plugs them in for me. I walk away from there, even though the headphones are still plugged in, and head towards the exit. The cord is long enough to let me make it to the other side of the store. When I exit the place, I discard the headphones and cross the small parking lot to a large highway that leads out of the forest. There are no people or cars anywhere in sight.

I follow the highway for a long while before it dissapears around a large hill. I do not follow the road anymore and walk straight up the hill. There is another hill beyond a small plateau and I can see some sort of walkway or bridge at the entrence of some sort of park. The bridge looks as if it is made of bronze and has art nouveau designs all over it. I walk under the bridge and see that the park ahead of me is some sort of zoo or animal sanctuary. I turn around and see that the bridge has disappeared. The hills are gone as well and it seems that I am on an island as all I can see is water behind me.

The animals of the park are not in cages and roam around freely like the people. I am afraid that I am going to see someone get mauled, but the animals are content to ignore the humans as long as no one bothers them. I see another hill and walk towards it (I am constantly going "up" in this dream). A white male lion chases a yellow male lion down the hill towards me. Just as I fear that I am going to get run down, the yellow lion turns suddenly. The white lion barely misses me as it attempt the same turn to keep up with his target. I lose sight of the lions behind some trees. I realize that there seems to be no more people or animals around and I feel like I am alone on the island.

Suddenly, a huge anthropormorphic rhino wielding an axe, appears out of nowhere and starts chasing me. Despite its large size it is incredibly fast and I have no time to think about what to do other then run. Because I am not fast enough, and I tire quickly, the giant rhino quickly runs me down and I get an axe in the back. I die but I don't die. A reset screen appears infront of me, like a videogame, and I am given the choice of choosing a new character, or continuing as myself. The two other character choices are large muscular men in loincloths. After a brief WTF?! moment on my part, I select "myself" and get ready to run again. I am placed back at the part where the rhino appears out of nowhere and I automatically turn and start running. I can hear him closing in behind me but I jump and grab a low hanging tree branch and scramble up as fast as I can. This gives me a chance to catch my breath and plan my next move.

The rhino cannot follow me up the tree but he circles it a few times before getting the idea to strike the tree trunk with his massive battle axe. I feel somthing in my boot and pull out a small combat knife. I jump out of the tree while he is distracted and circle behind. I stab the rhino in the small of the back with the knife, which cripples him, and he can no longer chase me. I walk up the hill and find myself surrounded by many lions lounging about. I assume they are male because they all have thick manes. In the distance I can see a white temple or castle and there is a large, black, winged dragon wrapped around the tallest tower.

Morning of October 10, 1972. Tuesday. (Resupplemented for clarity on Tuesday, 5 September 2017.)


“Giant” trucks go by our house in Cubitis - as there is apparently a new and bigger highway now. They go fairly fast at times and I watch shingles and tar paper being ripped off the roof by the wind they make in passing, most vehicles heading north. I watch the event from a distance, seemingly from the other side of the highway (the original Highway Seventeen), yet also with the idea I am in my bed and viewing this scene while incorporeal. Our house seems farther south in overall imagery and awareness, though I am still clearly aware that it is our home. I am eventually vaguely lucid and the scene becomes somewhat peaceful.

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My original title for this was “The Martian Highway” even though there was no clearer awareness or idea of aliens being present. However, the trucks did seem to be much larger than normal, though sometimes this seemed more relative to distorted perspective. The idea that they were or could be “Martian giants” was not really defined as such. Later titles for this dream (while I was transferring thousands of my dreams to larger and more convenient binders) were “Thunder Road” and “Thundering Road”.

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The shingles blowing off our roof in the wind may relate to a preconscious factor (though wind usually relates to the passage of time), the roof symbolizing a particular state of consciousness in transition and its cessation. More relevant in this case however, may be the association with my blanket coming off while sleeping, or the need for the blanket to come off before getting ready for the day. This may additionally be validated by the engines of the oversized trucks, which are akin to growing neural and physical energy. Additionally, I was likely subliminally focused on the sound of passing semi-trailer trucks at times.

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Years later, in real life, after we moved, there actually was a very large wide highway that came fairly close to our old home (though on the opposite side), the house still being there. My wife Zsuzsanna, when a child, sometimes had a fear of large trucks.

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