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    1. 23-01-05 Saving Kitty From Being Slaughtered

      by , 01-15-2023 at 05:34 PM
      This memory was brought back to me by hearing a small dog whining outside my apartment. So I was in my old room back at our old house. Something happens, and "they" were coming to slaughter the cats (not our cats, but other cats that happened to be present). I think I left my room to let them do their thing. They went in, and it was a bloodbath. Awful sounds of cats being murdered, and blood splattering everywhere (I couldn't directly see it, I was right outside the door). I think I was supposed to be on their side, and let it happen. One kitty escaped the room and fled outside. I changed my mind, picked up the kitty, and ran out of the house. At some point I had to restart its heart with my fingers. My plan was to bring it to a vet, and hope its life could be saved.
    2. Spidey, Fireworks, Wartime, Imposter Syndrome

      by , 12-04-2020 at 12:31 AM (Oneironautic Escapades)
      12/3/20

      I am with a group of people who all feel like outcasts of some kind. Marc Ruffalo is with us and at one point he throws a bus as hulk with us on it for rapid transportation. We are a sort of mutant club with all varying abilities. I can shoot web from my wrists like Spidey but I don't believe I have any of the other abilities. There is a part where the goblin is attacking me and I keep shooting web at his face. Only the web is thin and spindly like a normal spiders web and not doing anything besides making him webby, not like thick Spidey web. Goblin is somewhat inconvenienced but not overly upset with me.

      I am at a general country store and notice they have fireworks for super cheap. Like 1¢ bottle rockets and 5¢ firecrackers. I want to buy some but don't have any money. It's such a great deal.

      I am watching a movie with some mother, I think it is someone I used to work with. Her
      son gets home, he bought a pack of fireworks.
      When he hands them to me I notice they are burning like an ember. Out of caution for them not exploding I douse them with water. While by the sink I accidentally turn on a burner on low and burn up a towel that was sitting on the oven. It smokes up the house but no one noticed until just the corners were remaining. There is a plasticy synthetic smell in the air.
      The father of the family gets home, he doesn't know I am there and sees me before his family and isn't very happy to see me. He offers to drive me home, I am grateful. While driving the mood was somewhat tense and I noticed we get off on the wrong exit driving towards the city rather than my neighborhood.

      Wartime we are being shot at. I am with friends and we have a goal to accomplish by setting certain checkpoints. They are small white buttons on the battlefield that we need to active one at a time. The last one my friend gets shot up pretty bad he can't move very well and I am tearing apart some raw chicken over the button but cannot set the checkpoint. A guy is standing maybe ten feet away shooting at us. I have no more bullets so I pull out a chef's knife and yell like a crazy person while charging at him. He gives up before I get to him and throws his gun away. We set the checkpoint and the war is over. I bump fists with the guy who gave up as a sign of good faith. My friend is fine. My arms are shot up and really sore but everyone lives.

      I am in an older elementary school after-hours. There is some sort of biden campaign event going on that I am not totally connected to, I don't see anyone involved but know it's happening.
      When helping clear up one of the classrooms I go into a small supply closet
      My parents are in there as well as other workers. My coworkers from the spa I used to work at come in all in the same uniform.
      I say hey old fam but none of them recognize me or acknowledge me really, I am wearing blue jeans.
      My old boss who I had a falling out with walks in she has a mask on and a sideways red painters hat. I am wearing a mask and realize we are all in too close of quarters. She starts talking to my father and I excuse myself out of the small room.
      I accidentally knock her knee with my backpack when walking around her, she rubs it like I hurt her and I leave the room without her recognizing me.
      I had fallen asleep in another room and was very drowsy when collecting my things, and I kept picking up other people's things. There are three hispanic black girls who are my friends in the room. I keep trying to leave but keep going back into the room because I seem to think I forgot something.
      I remember where my phone was, only when I pick it up it is purple and has a girl's name on it. It is the same as my phone but looks like someone else's. I am confused. When looking for it the girls are gathered around helping me they are confused too. Then I notice my phone outline in my jean pocket. I don't tell them and put the phone back in its place telling them not to worry about it. I am sure I will find my phone somewhere.
      I am very drowsy and nothing is making sense. I go to leave again and the older woman teacher tells me to give my jacket back to the other girl. I am confused but then realize she had given me the tight fitting jacket to wear because I was cold. I apologise again and take it off to give back to her. I also have a backpack on I am not sure is mine. Severe imposter syndrome combined with heavy 'i just woke up' drowsiness. They all like me, like they look up to me but I am acting like an idiot. One of them thinks I live in texas. I tell them where I'm from is not far from here. I spend a while looking for my car in the parking lot though I know I rode here with my parents.
      At a certain point I am chasing my cat through the hallways, only it's dark and I don't think it's my cat once I catch it.
    3. Organic Chemistry Teacher and I Met Obama Over There

      by , 12-19-2012 at 08:58 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      12.18.2012
      Organic Chemistry Teacher (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm sitting down in a classroom of my old Organic Chemistry I teacher, and she's being awfully mean to everyone.

      She's probably stating some things to scare others about how exam results will turn out.

      She's wearing a red blouse with a fairly huge V-neck shaped design starting from her neck until midway from exposing her cleavage.

      _________________________

      12.18.2012
      I met Obama There (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I just remember mentioning to someone that I met President Obama at some Kitty place, when it all actuality, it was a place near my University.

      I was so engrossed with the idea that this place was "Kitty" something something (can't remember the name) that I started to see Obama himself.

      But not exactly, just a person wearing a large mask of him. I shake his hand, assuming it's President Obama, and then I tried to be neutral in my comment.

      By that, I merely tried to play both sides, Democratic and Republican and simply said what the two sides would say individually towards one side.

      Obama responds in confusion,

      "Okaaaaaaaaaaay...."

      And I leave.
    4. Dogs in the Vehicle & Evil Kitty... ?

      by , 04-24-2012 at 12:54 PM (My Dream Journal; Mentis est Infinata)
      Dream fragment.

      We were going somewhere when both of our dogs and a stray cat decided to hop in the vehicle without us knowing. We drove to some place where there were a few cats; one of which was sitting on someone's van. I was walking up the driveway when the smallest cat bolted around the van, seemingly out of nowhere. It then bit me with razor-sharp teeth. Believe it or not, this wasn't really a nightmare.

      This dream was worth notice because it was the most vivid dream I have ever had (Still not that vivid). Another reason is because I felt what it was like when something was hurting you in a dream: Nothing. I could literally feel the cat's teeth sinking into my skin as it bit me, but there was no pain.


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      Updated 05-05-2012 at 10:51 PM by 54449

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    5. Make the Water Still

      by , 01-19-2012 at 05:33 AM (A World In My Head!!)
      January 18, 2012

      Synopsis: I ride a tree, become lucid, talk to DCs and meet Tracy who told me how to get to my forest

      Make the Water Still
      In a giant backyard some bad guy mocks me, my sisters and my friend, some guy I don't even know. The bad guy makes my friend climb a tree, and asks me to do the same. I don't mind! Not sure how this is punishment, but I wanted to climb the highest tree.

      So I fly up to the highest tree and sit on its branch and look down on every one below. My friend tries to sit next to me but he just falls off as the tree starts to sway back and forth. Some people below thought it was funny, so they pulled and tugged on my tall tree. But nothing made me move from my tree post.

      I get this idea "im out of here!". And me and my tree ride away. Its covered in fur and its branches reach the ground and become fuzzy feet. Its like a giant cat tree. Through the fields, down an old england ally, and into a mansion. I noticed my cat tree at some point had no legs - I was floating. The cat tree gets smaller and smaller until finally im just holding onto kitty. I give her a kiss and put her down in the fancy bedroom. I guess Im on my own now.

      I run outside and scream "im lucid dreaming!". I was just so happy to be lucid dreaming again. I'm in a courtyard and there's a lot of DCs. Im surprised because lately when Im lucid DCs disappear. I wanna know what DCs know, so I pop the question

      "Hey, did you know that this is a dream?" "Hey did you know that this is a dream?"

      Some of them look at me strange, some are happy with the news. An older black man with a luisiana accent says "You're right. Look at the details. Everything is so clear."

      He seemed aware, the other DCs gather around him to understand what he means. So I asked him "Are you an expression of my higherself?"

      "No! You are"

      At the time I thought he was saying that he was the dreamer and Im the DC.

      I go back inside and run around the mall, and watch a sex-ed video that was kinda gross because it featured a woman with tiny crabs, literally living inside of her. I run past a room owned by an older women, and the room was called Ayurveda. It was all the way in the back of the mall in a lonely dark corrider. The corrider looked boring so I didnt go inside - I THINK I MISSED AN AWESOME OPPORTUNITY HERE.

      I leap back outside instead, skipping my way across a grassy field into a forest - yeah this is more exciting. But the forest was actually kinda creepy. Everything was eating everything else. Snakes attacking, animals growling and howling. I met a DC there. She seemed aware.

      She told me that this wasn't the forest I'm trying to get to. My forest is peaceful, animals don't eat other animals in my forest and she reminded me of this. She told me its possible for me to go there now.

      "How can I get to my forest?"

      She takes me to the bank of the river and instructed me "Make the water still". The water was filled with rippling waves, so all I have to do is - make it still.

      "Oh I see, you want me to meditate? Ive never done that in a dream before"

      We sat down together by the rivers bank, and I did my first dream open eye meditation. I was nervous doing "nothing" would make my dream melt away. But it remained stable. I noticed the incredible details. But there was also a fuzzyness, like my side vision was fuzzy so I can only focus on whats in front of me. The water was like silver. And not too far from the forests edge was suburbia. I sat there trying to still the water for what felt like minutes - who knows it could have been ten seconds.

      But nothing I did stilled the water.

      So we left the forest and she led me back inside, I guess to see something. As we walked through the mall I tried to memorize every detail of her being. Her short bob hair with strawberry brown stripes, her petite height. We went into a bedroom and I think shes pulling a box out - cant remember.

      I ask out of the blue "Is it true when people die they end up in a dream?" I guess she reminded me of a spirit I saw years ago.

      She looked taken back and sad by my question. "Sort of, but not exactly."

      "What's your name?"

      "Its Tracy"

      She starts to tell me something, but then I felt a "switch", I knew I had woken up and left the dream, and instead was only imagining I was still dreaming - if that makes any sense. Tracy was still trying to tell me something, but now it makes no sense, her appearance becomes unstable.

      "I cant (hear you), I'm waking up! Im waking up!"

      Her face, her hair, it keeps changing, but I dont want to forget.

      "Wait tell me your name again!"

      "Tracy"

      I wake up. But it turned out to be a false awakening - hypnagogic imagery. Then I woke up for real.

      Updated 02-16-2012 at 07:55 PM by 6004

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