It was about 200 years in the future. We had made it. We'd survived every obstacle in our way. We'd survived the wars, the societal collapse and everything else. The world was a sunny and beautiful place. Cities were full of greenery and people were happy. But I wasn't. Sitting on a grassy hill overlooking a shining utopian city, I felt a mix of hope for our future, and utter misery. Everyone I'd ever known was dead, and I was completely, totally alone.
Awake|Dreaming|Lucid I'm in a big room with many shelves. I bake some cakes and eat them. I look at one of the shelves and there are a lot of cakes and food on it. I want to eat it but then I think about how the food is plastic so I can't eat it. The children who were here before me made the fake food as a memory for them. Notes: My last DJ entry was about plastic candy. Now it's about plastic food. We had a lot of cookies at home two days ago. Little Daniel ended up eating almost 10 of them. I'm with my girlfriend and we walk home to her. We talk and she wants to break up. I am very sad and go outside her apartment building. To the right there is a homeless man that I go to. There are two other kids there as well. I think they joined the homeless man the same time I did. He is to teach us how to survive without a home or money. First he teaches us how to see the difference between two animals that you can eat. He points at a hedgehog and tells us to remove the pointy sticks from its back. We do so and it's very easy. The hedgehog doesn't seem to bother. After all the sticks are gone it's a furry rat instead. The old man comes to us and it seems as tough he is trying to be bitten by one of the hedgehogs. The hedgehog bites him and he says to us that this is how you can easily fix your wound from a hedgehog. He takes the fur just above the hedgehog's nose and rips it of. The hedgehog starts to bleed there. The poor man takes the fur over his wound and starts to rub the fur against it. He says it's important to rub it against the right way. We spend time with him but later on I am alone. There is snow and I lie next to the apartment house. It is cold and I just want to disappear. I fall asleep and when I wake up I can't feel my body because of the cold. There is a lot of snow over me. I see my ex girlfriend who dumped me and her family. She isn't angry with me. They carry me inside the house and warm me up. Notes: I dreamt about being poor and walking to a poor man some nights ago. I have just finished reading Rich Dad Poor Dad IRL and thought a lot over the things they taught. They discuss the big gap between the poor and rich in the USA and how some people are extremely poor. I'm in a jacuzzi with another person. Notes: I'm not sure if I just thought about it or actually dreamt it. The incredibles are walking home. The fast boy is shot by a villain in the head and there is a lot of blood. I think to myself that it seems weird that a child's movie would have this kind of violence. The fast boy isn't actually dead but faked it. The fast boy puts his hand in the villain's mouth and pretend that he has a gun and moves his hand all around in the villain's mouth really fast. The invisible girl is also there but she isn't invisible. The villain resists and is able to break free from the fast boy. Notes: I didn't remember this dream until I had written down the other three dreams.
Updated 09-14-2020 at 07:47 AM by 97565
Date of Dream: FRI 5 MAY - 2017 Dream No. 107 - Searching For Company I originally thought it wasn't worth recapping this dream because nothing much happened, but then at 8:15 PM, I decided I would record it, so my memory of this dream has faded. I was at some strange place, a shopping centre that was a mix of Waverley Gardens and Knox. The scene did transition into a vision of Canberra Camp, I forgot what Mrs G was saying to me though. I was then at the walkway towards the shops of this shopping centre and I felt like talking to the people I passed by... But they all seemed to be ignoring me and this was making me upset. Still, people were ignoring and so I kept calling, “Dreamy WB!”. There was no response from the “environment” either and so I then eventually went, in a distressing tone, “Oh, where is my dreamy guardian?!”. Just then, I felt some sensation that there was some portal nearby and thought that maybe she would be through that portal. But then when I was actually at the portal, I was hesitant about going in as I thought I could possibly die if I went through. That's all I can remember. I think my dream memory is also affected due to the fact that I have a cold, so my dream memory may be wonky for a few days. Additionally, I may not even have good night sleeps at all due to these chain-saw like symptoms... So let's just hope for the best.
Updated 05-05-2017 at 02:18 PM by 93119
I took a swig of vodka form a bottle, a drink of some other alcohol, and poured a tiny bit of orange juice into a shot glass and drank it. Later: I was in a classroom sitting at a table with some old school friends. They were young teenagers, and I think I was too. Our teacher was my dog's previous Dog Trainer. She mentioned something about shrimp, directed at me, I said I didn't like shrimp. She said I should maybe 'open my mind more.' I was confused but just sat there. A pretty brunette girl walked into the room with another adult/teacher. My friends whispered to themselves and then told me that I would be like that girl if I was nice. I felt hurt, and told them that I had never been purposely mean to them and asked them what had I done to treat them poorly. I decided to get up and leave the classroom. I went outside of the building and sat on a ledge overlooking the street. I saw a boy from my childhood (dreamt about him not so long ago, but I never think or talk to him in waking life, wonder what he represents?) skateboarding down a hill. The next day I went back to class after grabbing a lot of books from my locker. At my seat in class there was an attendance slip with a sea foam green ribbon on it that said 'please see Julia.' I knew it was because I had left early yesterday. We had a test on yesterday's material and I knew I wouldn't pass.The teacher seemed concerned and irritated with me, and as I left asked me to please at lest consider going to the event on Saturday. I wasn't sure what she meant. Thoughts: I went for over 2 weeks without drinking and decided to buy some wine this weekend. I drank, but didn't enjoy it as much as I previously had and looked forward to the bottle being empty so I could start 'not drinking' again. Obviously still hooked enough to not want to pour it out.
10/20/14 Note: It has been a long time since I have posted a dream. I have been having some serious issues with depression and I have been unable to remember most of my dreams and mostly not cared about the ones I have remembered. I think I am breaking out of the darkness of depression now and I will try to post dreams more often again. Fall Into Darkness I am somewhere I don’t recognize, but I don’t really care about that. I feel awful. I hurt inside, my depression is giving me serious problems right now. I don’t really notice anything going on around me, just the pain inside. I finally pull myself to my feet and I look around. The room I’m in looks abandoned. It looks like whoever had been here left in a bit of chaos. It looks like it used to be an office of some kind but now it is trashed. There is some broken computer equipment lying by a desk that is almost broken in half, papers are strewn everywhere, and none of the lights are working, leaving the room only illuminated by a street light outside the window. I don’t pay too much attention to the setting, however, I walk over to the window and look out. The window has been broken and I am able to step right out onto the ledge. I see there is a city outside, but there aren’t many lights on even though it is night time. I look down and see I am a long way up in what must be a skyscraper. There are people way down there, though there is something odd about the way they’re moving. Because of how I am feeling, however, I don’t pay too much attention to the people down below. I am just hurting so much inside. I know things will never get any better. I’m no good to anyone, and I’m no good to myself, there is only one way to escape such pain. So with absolutely no hope in my broken and dying heart I step off of the ledge and feel myself falling into the comforting embrace of death… But no… that doesn’t happen. I fall for a bit and then I feel I am being lifted back up into the air. It feels almost like flying, which is an exhilarating feeling compared to the crushing depression I felt just seconds before. I notice that someone has put their arms around me. Someone has snatched me right out of the air, taking me into a strong and comforting embrace… and we are flying! Or it certainly feels like flying… maybe it was just a really high jump because the next thing I notice is that my rescuer and I land safely on the roof of a building next to the one I jumped from. My rescuer sets me down and now I am able to turn around and see who it is. I turn around and find myself staring directly into the blue eyes of Alex Mercer from Prototype. From the look in his eyes it appears Alex is a mix of concerned and annoyed. He asks what I was thinking when I did something that foolish, do I want to die? I tell him that was the general idea. I tell him there really is no reason for me to continue. He looks at me for a bit longer and then asks if I even realize that I’m dreaming. He says he knows I can’t really die in a dream, but do I really want to? I stop for a bit and look at him, trying to comprehend the idea that I am just dreaming now. The pain inside has faded a lot now that I am here with Alex. He takes me into his arms and says he would love for me to be able to come to the dream state permanently so we could be together more, but not like that. He said he only wants that to happen when it is my time, he doesn’t want to see my life end like that, there is still too much that I can do in my current home world. I tell him there isn’t any hope. I tell him I can’t do it alone. I can’t face all that is against me all alone. He said I am never really alone, he is right here with me. And so is Altaïr… and Hetfield… and everyone else that is in my inner world. And even in the physical world I have my friends and my mom. I tell him that everything just feels so hopeless. He said he can help me with that… and he’ll no longer take ‘no’ for an answer. He pulls me back into his arms and holds me there, it feels comforting. I don’t even realize that he’s actually consuming me until everything around me fades to black and then I wake up feeling at peace.
I just got back from a mission to save myself from a dungeon filled completely with water. And by the time I reached a new scene, I became lucid as soon as I stepped foot on my first elementary school. Everything was calm. I walked in to the school from the side parking lot to the left with a man following me. There was no one around, it was all very quiet. I saw a classroom near the parking lot and decided to walk in. Me and this other man came in with me but just waited next to the exit door. I saw the classroom half empty with kids. The teacher looked a lot like my old 12th grade science teacher, Mrs. Kelly. No one made a peep at the moment. I decided to investigate the room for anything of interest. I don't know what I was looking for. I turned around and saw a girl that caught my interest. This girl was wearing a purple/white striped t-shirt. She had black long hair and was light skinned. I walked up to this girl seating in her seat and before I could talk to her, she got up and turned a piece of paper in to the front of the class. I turned her way and gave her a small kiss on the lips. She tried to resist at first but didn't bother pushing me away. I guess the ladies just love my kisses... So after that kiss, I walked outside back with my partner, or the man, and continued to search for other stuff. I saw a playground to the left of the classroom that was completely empty! And because I saw lucid, I felt I had enough time to be able to attempt summoning Quynh again. I rolled up my sleeves from my sweater and started my job. The scenarios began to change again. I don't remember much about how I got to different places but I remember the types of things I saw on my way to the next place. I was walking for a while and saw so many people walking past me. All of a sudden the whole place was filled. I noticed a few places here and there but there was only one who really stood out from the rest. Her name was Stephanie. She was the first girl I really liked and even though it's been six years since I saw her, I still see her face in dreams. I'm sure it has to do something with Quynh. When I first saw Stephanie's face in the crowds, I noticed the structure of her face changed. She didn't stare back at me but it was nice seeing her again. I went by so many people at that time. It was a happy moment knowing it was all in my head while I slept. I reached a corner and finally saw a chance to summon Quynh. I used my imagination and tried to summon her but failed. There, I thought of summoning her by extending my hand back with my face towards where I'm walking and yelled out, "Quynh, come here!" I did feel a touch but when I turned around it wasn't her. This happened on several attempts and for each time I failed, I pushed the wrong ones away in to the crowd. i even tried my best to picture her in my mind by imagining the Facebook picture she has on her profile. Nothing worked and as I continue to perform this kind of task, the more I realize she falling out of my mind. The big mall I was now in, I just exited, where I felt my control was losing itself. I stepped on to the sidewalk of a street and tried to see if I can summon someone besides Quynh, like one of her friends. I turned to my left and saw a long way to the next corner. I had a choice whether to walk in to more crowds of people or on this long sidewalk. I chose the sidewalk. Before I could do anything else, I slowly woke up.
Here we are again. Back at the same place I thought of. It was raining outside the middle school I was in front of and I was only there to see what else there could be left in the school. I'm not sure what I'm looking for but I've been here before, a couple times. This was the area where I met the first female I ever cried for. Cindy. It seems a little bit dangerous right now, so I I'm deciding I should only drive by and take a look at the school. It was a quick search. Later on, me and my mother appear to be driving in some car somewhere in Las Vegas, I think. When I think of this part, I think of one of the dreams I had before, the dream where my father rammed his bumper in to another car in front of us. So here we are, on the road ready to experience some amazing lifts. So we're driving around this city for a while and all of a sudden, we run in to a big building. I'm not sure what is was. Maybe it was an elevator for cars. This place looked as if it has been abandoned for years. It's going to be hard getting all the way to the top, seeing as there isn't much space for my mother to move the car around. As we ascended, I was having a hard time trying not to be scared. I was always afraid of heights and every second we spent in this car elevator, I sometimes told my mother to be careful. There was one point where we did fall though but it wasn't all bad. This place we were in was too hard to work with. So anyways, here is what happened after we escaped this car elevator. We eventually found an exit that led towards a huge, beautiful scene of clean roads and plains. I've also been in this area before. We're making our way down on a tall hill. The way down was scary for me. Sometimes my mother would slightly fall off the road and nearly kill us. As soon as we made it half way down, we see this dead end where we are forced to take the car down without a road. And while in the air, I told my mom to get the car to fly. We moved down the road below us instead. There were no cars in the area from what I was able to see. After a little more time passed, I appeared someplace else. It was a place right near the home I live in. I spawned right in front of a small shop. There was no one around here. I don't remember hearing anything but my voice. This was when I realized I was dreaming. I walked around the area to check it out. The shop there was locked. I tried finding a way around but couldn't. I found a door though. The door was locked with two lock holes. I had no key, but I was lucid. I pointed my right hand towards the door and waved it at the lock. The locks opened themselves slowly. As soon as the doors open, I got to see what was inside the shop. There was nothing I found interest in. The room was clean, there was a table to the left, and a small backroom in front of the entrance. I did manage to do something while lucid though. I turned over to the road in front of the shop, raised my left hand pointing inside the shop, and yelled, "Quynh, come here!" I waited a few seconds and looked back in to the shop and saw something on the floor. It was a small puppy running around in circles. The dream was fading as I tried to summon her again. My left eye was having a hard time to not blink. A little bit later, I slowly woke up and found my mother opening the bedroom door.
06.08.2012I'm a Dancer (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I remember being a dancer in a huge dance company. Instead of large rooms where people practiced, it looked like we practiced on a gated field full of sand. I remember having a partner. He was oddly familiar, and had brown or black hair. He was a surprisingly good dancer. Whenever we practiced, some sort of light shown on places I should put my hands and feet at for the next dance move and where I should be positioned. I told my dance partner that I was afraid I would do horribly in the competition without those lights. He told me that it would be easier than i thought. At some point during the dance, my partner and I transitioned to a dance move where I jumped onto him and did a handstand on his shoulders, so that I was upside down in te air. I was holding (or rather pushing) on his shoulders and he was holding onto mine. We had to keep that pose for a couple of seconds but had trouble keeping it. Towards the end of the dream I remember that my focus was "switched" off of me to one of my friends. Meaning it was like I was seeing what this friend was seeing and thinking what she was thinking. Somehow I went up missing (my body did). I still had the viewpoint of my friend. She brought her other friends to go look for me. Eventually, they found me under a pile of sand. In the dream I thought that I was either trying to suffocate myself or someone dropped sand onto me. I can't remember the rest of the dream. 06.08.2012Lonely (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I remember a fragment of one of my dreams. I remember being angry at my two sisters about something in the dream, and it made me feel lonely. I remember carrying my laptop up to my room (it was actually my old room in the dream) and putting it down on the bed. I was frustrated also about the summer reading I had to get done. That was when I was shocked awake by some thunder.
Late in the morning hours, the street of a dangerous city is left alone. I'm standing right in front of a house on the side of this narrow street and watch as I listen to the silent winds blow. I'm staring at the backyard of a house and imagine what it would be like to kill someone or something. I leaned against a wall and just thought of what it would be like to murder a cat or a dog. I knew of the consequences and knew I would go to prison and be on the news. I kept on staring at the front gate of the other house in the backyard. All of sudden, I decided to turn around and notice something strangely different. The street. The street was very messy and there was trash everywhere! I looked around some more and noticed that there was no one in site to bother, until I found some one sitting in front of a table. This is when I started the attack. It was an old lady and I stared at her for a while and finally decided to go in for the kill and wonder what it would feel like to kill someone very quietly. I slowly walked across the street behind her and right before I was about to slash her through, she started to run away. I quickly ran faster and finally caught up to her and stab her with the object I had in my hand(not sure what it was). But then I noticed something else. There were a crowd of people coming towards me. They were all scared to see me actually kill someone. But as I stabbed her, I kept on stabbing her until she died. After a while of doing this, I stopped and ran away. By the way, I don't know why I dreamed of doing this.
Became awake, but eyes are still closed. I tried to remember what my dream was. I keep seeing a blank sheet. I felt sadness or loneliness.
This dream was during a period of a few days that I didn't pay much attention to my dreams due to a little bit of real-world stress, so here is a fragment... I remember going mini-golfing by myself in a place where there were lots of other people already there, in groups, in couples, with their kids... I felt sort of out-of-place but perfectly fit-in at the same time. Anyway, I started talking to some other guy there a couple years younger than me, who had come there with friends but split up with them for some reason. We were in the middle of a casual conversation when my friend Adam (my usual DM in RL) came up to me to tell me about a new DnD mission he had for me in the DnD world, a different dimension, but that i had to keep it under wraps. He left really quickly. Apparently I didn't keep this new mission thing serious, because I started bragging to this other guy about how I play DnD and about how much I loved it. I knew I shouldn't be bragging, but I couldn't stop my dream self from doing so...This other guy told me that he played DnD, too, but not as long as I had, so we had a conversation about DnD.... I think later on we both had to work on the mission together, and the other guy ended up being smarter and stronger than me. I don't remember any of what the mission was, but I distinctly remember waking up feeling incredibly ashamed that I had opened up my big mouth in the first place. This dream made me wish I could go back to the days where I was quiet, too shy to talk to anyone. Everybody assumed I was smart because I did my homework and got all A's, but I never had to say something and have it proved wrong... Whereas now I'm a little more open, but don't know how to say what I really mean a lot of the time, so I end up sounding like an ass or trying to make myself look a little better than I really am, and turn out to be an idiot. I habitually open my mouth even when I shouldn't.
Date: 09-07-10 Length: 30 Minutes Vividness: 10/10 I was at my Chinese grandparents house in France and I remember this because Marin was leaving to go see my dad. My girlfriend Dakota, and her ex, who is also my friend Davis was there too for some reason. Dakota decided she'd rather be with Davis, and I was crying and asking her why. She said, "I don't know, it just seems better right now". She asked if we could maybe get back together later. My sister, mom and I were in the car, and I told my mom about it. She said, "It is probably the best thing to do right now". I felt so alone and betrayed, I couldn't take it. I woke up feeling so relieved it was a dream. -frenchblablabla
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