Rejected. I don't remember much of this dream right now. I had it earlier in the night, and I left a few notes, but I don't really remember anything but the notes I put down. I'll try expanding on them if I can. The first thing I recall is feeling my hair and noticing it was longer than I have ever had it before. It went a bit past my shoulders. I actually really liked it and decided to keep it that long. I went to a mirror to check it out, and the style made me look kind of feminine. I sort of morphed between male and female for the rest of the dream. I saw a girl with blonde hair and glasses, kind of nerdy looking, that seemed attractive to me but I had a feeling I should stay away from her. I don't recall how I first saw her. At one point I was driving across town and went to Toys'R'Us to do some last minute Christmas shopping. I wanted to get a gift for this girl, but also something for my niece and nephew. I can't think of exactly what it was I was looking for. It had something to do with either music or books, and it could be done on a tablet, but I didn't want to buy a tablet. There was a loud advertisement around the corner with a light shining on said tablet, but I really wanted the real thing. I ran into my brother here who was also shopping, and he told me not to go for this girl because it'd be a mistake. I didn't care. I was infatuated and nothing would change my mind. I stopped to visit the niece and nephew on the way home and noted that they were staying in a small single-wide mobile home all by themselves. They're only children, so someone would have to go there and take care of them. The whole family was present while I was there, including the kids' parents, my brother, and my parents. There were no lights on inside the house. I decided to return home. I confronted this girl and got utterly shamed. She had no interest in me, she was of the opposite political spectrum and was engaged to be married within 3 days. I remember being laughed at by Mark Dice at one point for even going near the liberal lunatic. lol. Motel fire I spent a good deal of another dream recalling a memory that I don't believe exists. I was sure it was a past dream that I was recalling. I can't get all the details right now, but basically I was in an enclosed motel. It was oval shaped with doors and elevators split between 4 floors on either side. On the main floor was a very nice black marble. Very shiny and clean. On one said was the entrance, on the other was a waterfall and a giant eagle. The motel appeared to be my place of employment, and my family was staying there for the weekend. A fire had broke out and everyone quickly grabbed their belongings and walked out of the building. The fire went on for several minutes, but it seemed to have been contained fairly quickly. I remember seeing big black clouds of smoke raise from the building, as there didn't appear to be a roof over the main part of the motel. The lobby area was mostly covered from the elements due to the floors above it, and the building connected over to other offices and businesses. I fabricated the story a bit as I was recalling it. I made it seem as though my family had lost everything in the fire and that we had to start anew, but that would not be the case as this was just a weekend stay. I snapped by to reality (Or so I thought), and realized I was sitting on a sofa at my first job, talking to old friends. Nobody seemed real interested in my story. I walked outside and sat on the steps of the building talking to a coworker. We were all waiting for the newspaper truck to arrive to give us our papers that we would distribute to our customers. This person I was talking to was quizzing me and my brother to pass the time. She asked us a few questions and we had gotten them right. The last question was a hard one, and one I almost got right, but my brother leaned behind him and looked inside the door at a piece of paper on the inner door. It had said the answer to the question that was asked. The person asking the question got mad and took down the paper and hid it because my brother cheated. I went back inside and talked to an old friend Tim V. Tim never worked at this company before, but my dream self didn't seem to notice. He had aged a bit since I last saw him, but I could tell it was definitely him. I asked him how he's been and he started talking about his life issues and how depressed he's been.
Dreamed I had long hair going to my shoulders.
I’m somewhere looking through books. I pick up some and look through them, but don’t end up picking any to buy because of the prices. I’m frugal, and I mention this to someone to my left. I’m shocked when I see that one of the books is $8. I poke through the top of a box but it was children’s books. I saw an Aladdin book with a guy with some scruff and a woman. I wondered who they were. When I was looking at some eastward facing shelves, I saw something with Ed (from Fullmetal Alchemist) on it. I picked up this box and it had tortilla chips in the bottom and I snort at the ridiculousness of a ‘movie entertainment kit’ like that. They might be stale anyway, who knows when it was brought in. Someone calls out ‘Nice to see you again, Keitorin!’. I look around as I try to find the source before my eyes land on an older woman. I don’t recognize her at all but she knows me? Jump. I’m over by a mirror back around where I was originally looking at books. I have really long hair again and I’m trying to put it up in a ponytail, but when I gather it all up and go to get the ponytail ready, some falls and I have to try scraping it back up. I’m getting frustrated. A woman who seems to be in my blind spot the whole time comes up and is supposed to be helping me, but she’s doing something off to my right that I can’t figure out. All of a sudden, she does something that startles me and makes me jerk back. She says something. It’s blurry here, but she had pierced my cheek with a post earring! I was pretty freaked out. I ended up at home telling mom about it. I keep gingerly touching the outside of it with my hands. I’m having a hard time swallowing properly because it’s awkward. Mom doesn’t even seem that bothered! She even talks about how she and dad were thinking about getting something to eat, though we really didn’t have much money, but they were getting hungry. I say, “I can’t even eat because of the piercing!”. I touched the back of the earring with my tongue and jerk back, because it hurts and saliva is gathered up in my mouth. Inspirations: Aladdin thing from a fanart I saw of characters from The Book of Life. Chips from me having some recently. I wonder if the two dreams with mirrors in them I've had are because I've been reading people's TOTM dreams with them? Piercing might be because I tried to put my ear piercings back in but it messed my ears up.
I'm walking through a house in a pretty dress. I have really long hair reaching to my lower back. It's soft and curled. I feel beautiful.
I find myself standing in front of the mirror. I am looking at my hair and it is surprisingly long. I wonder how long has it been since I went to a hairdresser and I know it hasnt been so long. I think to myself "god, I must go soon, its going to be such a change. How did this happen??" (At this point I should have realised I was dreaming, but for some reasons I didn't) Next, I finished some kind of running race and I know I made it in 1:48. Others were telling me that it was marathon race, but I know that it could not be, as I would never run it in that time. It must have been half marathon. (surprising event, where I should have done reality check!!!) Then, to our house comes a group of my brothers old class mates or maybe their friends or family as I am not too familiar with what they look like. They come to tell us that there was an accident of the school bus of my brothers school trip and many people are injured, so they coming around to take something to the hospital for them, if we want to send it. I sure am going to send something, but when I ask what, they say fruits of vegetables. So I run to the green house. For some reason I am trying to get in through the side by pulling out one of the glasses. But the it cracks!! And I think to myself SHIT!!! My mom is going to go crazy, because it is sure very expensive. But luckily it was just the thin glass and not the big, thick glass block. I take some vegetable (I think) and I am also pushing the glass in front of me (WHY??). But then as I push it over the stone steps, it breaks into many pieces including the thick glass. (Mom is going to go metal for sure). I panic a bit as the people are still waiting for theirs stuff. There is a lots of trash hanging on the glass. Some cables and other crap. I give them some knotted wires and an old valet and they take it. (I have no idea, it is strange and I should have done reality check at this point!!) And I am still wondering about my long hair!!! Next, I am still in Zasada, going to our shopping centre (which is closed and I should have realised that!!!) There is a girl going on a scooter, so I stop her and ask her if she would give me a lift to the shop. She agrees and is quite keen. When we get there, I get off and she wants to kiss me. So I kiss her on her cheek and and she tries on the lips. I think I do it, but not too keen. (she reminds me of the german girl from the bar!). When I get to the shop I am looking for something. Then I notice that the singer from EdGuy is coming there. I am not sure if I talk to him, but I know that they have concert. Next, I am in a bus and it seems like its mostly people from my class or school mates. (This is screaming for reality check!!) I am sitting at the back, and there is a big guy, dressed in sport clothes, showing off that he could beat anyone from us. I kind of believe he could. Then the buss stops and most of the people get off. I look through the back glass and see them whirling around for some reason. I dont know why. There is another really sporty guy, who looks like hes into martial arts so I tell she show off if he could fight him. Then I tell him that I show him really good hand massage techniques, but my intention is to break his arms or fingers. But I dont remember if it happened or not at the end. I certainly missed many clues for the reality check, especially the long hair and the location.
I meet this guy who calls himself "Chimpertain" I ask him "Is your brother Chimpertainment" I don't remember the answer unfortunately. He tells me he has a job for me. He takes me to this fancy restaurant. Infront of me is a table of rich people. One of them is a rich lady who is complaining about something stupid. Chimpertain says I should memorize the restaurants name. To my left is a sign that has the name of the restaurant. It is an extremely long name and I only remember one part of it. The first part of the name is "Restauranterleria". I see waiters walking around carrying gigantic dishes of food with them. Chimpertain tells me that he was mistaken and there is no job for me so we leave. We meet this girl who has a weird spray that removes color from anything. I ask her "How long does it last" she says "6 months" I then tell her to spray it in my hair and she does so. I then rub the substance all over my hair and it causes it to grow very long. Now I am in my mothers room and I show her my long hair. I then decide I don't like the long hair so I decide to cut it. I go into the bathroom but it turns out that my hair has returned to normal. I notice nothing is wrong with my face. I am now at a place I cannot describe but in this place there is a train, not a real train but it's more like a fun ride you can go on. I see many young couples get on the train but I never get on the train, but it was probably because I didn't have a gf with me which somehow prevented me from coming on to the train.
4-29-12 Took a nap at 2:45, woke at 5 o'clock I don't know the original setting of the dream, but I know that early on in the dream I performed a nose-pinch RC and it worked. I was somewhat surprised and shifted my hand to a spot that I was more sure would block any possible nasal air passage. It still worked. Over and over, probably upwards of a dozen times in a row, I did a nose pinch and every time it came up as breathing through anyways. And so I concluded that my nose was broken and that I'd have to ask about it later. HUFP()@(RYHOPIQWHDUNP@J(CO$EU$@P#R!#(%$(*#)%$@#()* JECHQUWPVEHIJ@ECVDUJQWHC)(FQ#YT*(PROE()&$*$*&#(@$& !@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, now that we've gotten THAT out of the way... Memory gap. (grrr) I remember after some point in the dream that I was back home in Iowa and that I had been hired for some company to do some work at a sort of facility that looked like a retrofitted barn. Retrofitted to seemingly have a six-foot-wide, five-foot-long rail gun (which is basically a completely unworkable design. I helped set up the rail-gun-type-thing in the top of the barn. After a couple hours of testing and what not, we fired it and the shot went about ten feet out of the barn before dropping to the ground. Did I mention this is in the middle of my hometown? Actually, a larger version of my hometown? Anyways, the round itself was hollow and square with clipped edges and no bottom edge. This was so that a person could look through it and stand with it (the round) around him as it fired. And that lucky person was me. Luckily the firing didn't make much noise. The third time it fired, I wondered how I would get my hand out of the way of the shot. You see, my job was to reach out in front of the round before it was fired and push a safety tab back into the wall. This somewhat troubled me, as I was to do so only within about a second of the round firing. When the rail gun fired that third time, it didn't seem to push very hard on the (square) round, and it barely cleared the 5' "barrel", if you will, before it tipped down and went crashing to the floor of the barn. So much for a rail gun. I took my leave at that point, because it was my break then, and biked around the city some. Again I'll say it was my hometown, Cedar Rapids, but it was larger than normal. (In retrospect it reminds me more of Manhattan in size and building type.) There's a gap in my recall here, but I know at some point that I stopped to talk to my dad as he was walking somewhere. He mentioned that I didn't need to remotely blow up the rail-gun barn at 3:30 (I had a wireless trigger in my hand), and I panicked because it was 5:23. {note: though my watch was different than normal, it was accurate to the amount of time that had passed.} I reasoned with myself that it must have been intentionally diffused before that point, as I hadn't heard it blow up while biking around. Soon after I and my dad parted ways and resumed biking (me) and walking (him) to wherever it was we were individually going. After a while I biked across the river on the 1st street bridge and back over on the 2nd street bridge. I parked my bike there and clambered up the wall-like steep side of the embankment for the road that crossed the bridge where it meets the land. On top, the road was suddenly the flat, tar roof of a building. It was also midday instead of evening (as it had been earlier), and the roof was hot and... bouncy? (Weird.) I walked around on the massive, flat, multi-building roof that I had found until I ran into my dad again. (not literally) We talked some more and he began bouncing on the roof, which was now as resilient as a trampoline. We ended up agreeing on some task to finish before the day was out, and I returned to the area of the roof where my bike was and explored some. After another gap in my memory, I know I was back at my house. Sort of. The exterior was pretty messed up, and I remember that I was chasing around some young'uns through the house and around it even. I know at one point out behind the house that I needed to go from one end of the house to the other. However, behind the house there was a lot of equipment like you'd see behind a large store or hotel, but smaller. On my right, halfway down, there were two shiny steel boilers or cookers like you'd see in a pricey restaurant. They were running full steam, and when I walked near them I saw that the only path to get to the other side of the building ran right next to them. One problem I noticed was that there was a small metal arm of sorts attached to the nearer boiler and it reached out half of the width of the walkway. It had a 6" disk-like thing on the end, and there was no reason that I thought I couldn't just duck under it or slide by. Don't ask me why I thought it was stopping me, I just did. I pushed the arm a bit to see what it did, and when I did the lid on the closer boiler raised a little and some of the contents leaked out. It looked like some sort of soup or sauce. Well, I figured that my best bet was to just getthroughasquicklyaspossiblenandhopethatIdidn'tsp illanything. So I did. I did spill some on me, though less than I expected and only on my arm. As I continued to run, rounding the corner of the house, I (the curious George of a boy) licked some off to tell what it was. It tasted a lot like tomato soup, but stronger, and it had some other flavors and textures that makes me think it was probably a sauce of some sort. So I clearly do have taste in my dreams, I can finally say with confidence. Well, when I got back inside my (first) brother was in the kitchen on the phone. I sat down, exhausted,and noticed that his hair (which he like to keep shorter than about two inches) was now thin and long, falling past his ears. When he got off the phone I commented that it made him look like Don Moen. (This was actually a completely incorrect comparison. Don Moen wasn't even close to right; he looked more like Don Francisco.) He laughed at that and reached to a point on my hair (also long) and said that "it'd have to be ten inches longer that that" to be Don's hair. Again, that should have been Don Fransisco, not Don Moen, but it wasn't. {Don Francisco: http://greatgreatjoy.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/forgiven.jpg} I woke, and I tried to make a WILD. I even successfully cleared my mind of most thoughts other than that I would wake up on the bench in the kitchen where I and my brother were and he'd tell me I was dreaming. When I did fall asleep again, however, I didn't dream before my roommate had kicked me in the rear to wake me up. It was dinner time, so it was okay, but I do wish I could have continued the dream.
Updated 04-30-2012 at 12:23 AM by 47518
Chase. Slide. A guy with long hair throws bananas on the floor, while being chased, on a sliding board.
This one was looong, and ended with me becoming lucid briefly! It all began with some sort of an excursion with school. We were in some kind of an open room, in the side of a mountain. I think I recognise it from a video game I played a long time ago. I was looking over the edge of one of the gardens and accidentally dropped something, a ring? It fell but I knew where it would be. A girl from my school had also dropped something, and so we asked the teacher there if we could go find it. I got delayed by something, I had to talk to them for a long time on some sort of platform before I was able to go down stairs. It took a long time, and I never actually ended up getting the item I dropped. Change. I, and four other people are trapped in a facility. There was a lot of the dream I don't remember, something about some sort of red liquid, which foamed up in our mouths. I made a plan to escape and take everyone with me. The whole facility is actually floating, outside the sky is red and cloudy. I remember finding my way into a security tower, which overlooks a landing pad which resembles that of one of the Star Wars movies. I jump out the window and fly away, knowing I'm going to get spotted before I escape. The man who runs the facility sees me and alerts the guards. I see a phone, it looks like the Nokia blackberry copy, on top of some sort of water tank. I know it's the man's. I maneuver to grab it, and I know I'm fading out. I desperately try to read the two messages in his inbox, and try and commit them to memory. I read the first one, but I can't remember what it said. Change. I'm in an underground facility, the walls are made of stone. I'm Neo, and I'm with Trinity. I immediately recognise that we're in the plot of a movie. We walk to the end of a small bridge with overlooks blackness. There is a small stone door, on a stone ledge, small enough to crawl through. On it are the letters 'SMDSI May Live', or something similar to that. I immediately remembered that it is a movie, and told Trinity that it is the title, 'She Must Die So That I May Live' I told her to wait in the lobby, and turned the other way. I felt horrible. Change. I think I must have had an FA in which I got up and went to the toilet. It's either early morning or late afternoon, and overcast, because there is a soft grey glow coming in through the window. I look up in the mirror, the bathroom light isn't on and the only light is that which comes through the window. Oh goodness, not again. My mouth was full of the red foam from one of the earlier dreams, and it was blocking off my hearing. I tried to spit out as much as I could, it made my hearing come back buy my mouth still felt full. I look up. What the!? I had hair which went down to my shoulders, and my face looked like that of a woman. Since when was my hair this long, I don't remember! I did the nose check RC, and could breath in. It took a second to click, but I was dreaming! I looked into the mirror, and morphed my looks back to normal, my hair shrank back to it's regular length, and my face morphed back to it's regular shape. I got excited, and tried to stabilise the dream. I yelled at the dream telling it to stabilise, and remembered to use my senses. I rubbed my hands together and looked at the kitchen. The light was on, an older style bulb. I knew to take note of my environment and I looked at the light, it was in a chandelier, which was actually made of a glass floral punch bowl we own, but warped slightly. The kitchen was also bigger than it is in waking life. I wasn't controlling my breathing, I was still too excited. I wake up in bed, in full SP and try to re-enter, but my mind is too active. I'll get it soon.
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