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    1. 09/06/10 Death Bed

      by , 09-08-2010 at 08:55 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      I was in a bedroom that wasn't actually mine, but my waterbed was there along with a few other beds crammed into the room. There were a total of four other people in the room, four beds other than my own, there were two men and two women there, I knew them all as friends. It was larger bedroom than my room IWL, but it was still very crowded with five beds crammed in there. I was lying on my waterbed, fading in and out of sleep, when someone got my attention. It was one of the guys, he was boasting and bragging on how he pwned some mugger that had gone after him, he said he had pulled out his knife and gutted the guy, that sounded a bit violent to me… the worst part was that when he stated he had knifed the mugger in the gut, he drove his knife down into my waterbed, tearing a big hole in the mattress! I was pissed off at him, I told him he was paying for the new mattress, he said the leak was small and could be fixed. I got the leak repair kit out and tried to put a patch on the leak, but it was too big for that. I repeated to the guy that he would be paying for my new mattress.

      I thought for a bit, trying to think of the name of the place I went to last time I needed a new waterbed mattress. I was annoyed at the fact I couldn't think of it since it hasn't been that long since I have gotten a new one. I couldn't think of the name, but I opened the phone book to the right spot to find the bed stores. I finally thought of the name… A Bedder Bed… and then I went straight to the phone number for the place. I picked up the phone beside my bed and was going to dial, but there was no dial tone on the phone… I immediately figured someone had forgotten to pay the phone bill. Well, I knew where the place was, so I would just go out and get the mattress. I pointed at the guy who had stabbed my bed, repeating one more time that he would be paying for my new mattress, which would probably be $70 to $90 dollars, so he had better have it ready. With that I got in my car and left the house, which was a place I didn't recognize at all, and headed to the main road.

      As I left the house, I reminded myself that the house I had been staying at is downtown, so I would have to drive out from town to get to A Bedder Bed instead of in towards town. I drove along a couple of the roads, was force to take a detour by road construction, and then I proceeded to get completely lost in a really confusing neighborhood before I finally found my way back to the main road. I went to the shopping area where I knew A Bedder Bed was, pulled in to the parking area, and went to park in front of the store… but it was gone! It was seriously closed, there were boards over all of the windows, there were signs on the boarded windows and door that said the place was closed for good. Shit! Where was I supposed to get my waterbed mattress now? I saw what looked like a yard sale in the parking lot, so I went to check it out. There was a man selling off the remaining inventory of A Bedder Bed, so I looked for my mattress. Unfortunately I didn't find one… crap. The man said the stuff in questionable condition was in the trash dumpster out back, so I went there next. I was literally digging through the trash until I found a waterbed mattress that said Super Single, the size of my bed, and was still sealed in its packaging. I just hoped it would be ok.

      So I got back in my car and drove back to the house, this time I managed to avoid getting lost. I was thinking I might just go ahead and tell the jerk who had stabbed my bed that he owed me some money, but maybe drop it to a round $50 and said it was a going out of business sale. I was debating as to if that would be an acceptable thing to do or if that would make me an asshole. I parked in front of the house and went in through the carport. There was a guy, not one of the ones from the bedroom earlier, sitting in a car with the engine running. I immediately noticed there was a hose going from the exhaust into the cabin of the car, he was in the process of killing himself! I went to the driver's door and I was going to do something when I realized the window was wide open. Actually, all of the windows were open. I asked the guy what was going on, he said life wasn't worth living so he was putting an end to it. I told him the windows were all open… he said yeah, he'd tried it with the windows closed, but the exhaust had smelled bad, so he opened them so his dying moments wouldn't stink. I figured that obviously he would never successfully kill himself like that. I told him that he was, however, wasting gas and putting off unnecessary air pollution for those of us left behind to deal with… so he should turn off the engine while waiting to die. He said I had a good point, no reason to ruin the environment for those of us left behind, so he turned the engine off. He leaned back in the driver's seat and continued waiting for his suicide attempt to work. I didn't bother telling him his attempt at killing himself was destined to be an epic fail.

      I went into the house and looked for my waterbed, I found it was still filled with water. The asshole who had stabbed it was putting one final piece of duct tape on the mattress, which was practically entirely covered with duct tape. It looked like the entire mattress was made from duct tape. The guy looked at me and said my mattress was as good as new, so he wouldn't have to pay for my new one. I told him I didn't think that would hold, but if it did, then I would agree to that. He seemed happy and drank down a beer in one gulp, following it up with a loud burp. I didn't really want to hang out with these people right now, so I went to leave the house again. The guy who had been killing himself met me at the door and said he had decided against suicide. He said it just takes too long, and it's so damn boring! That completed his epic fail at committing suicide. I just shook my head as I walked out the door and woke up.
    2. 09/05/10 Barely Lucid

      by , 09-07-2010 at 03:20 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: I started off this night with three major goals, the first was to meet up with MoSh and see if I am able to be with him when he meets up with Romano, the second was to meet up with Nomad and go into the oceans to communicate with dolphins, and the third was to go through time and view a dream Walms had where it seemed that some insane version of me was attacking him for no apparent reason. Unfortunately, I was not successful in entering my WILD upon falling asleep, which made remembering my goals in the dream state considerably harder than it would have been had I been able to use my WILD.

      As I was heading to class at ITT Tech I was convinced that there was something I was supposed to be doing, someone I was supposed to meet with, but I couldn't think what I was supposed to be doing or where I was supposed to meet with someone or even who I was supposed to meet with! That was driving me nuts that I couldn't think of what I was supposed to be doing and who I was supposed to be meeting! I was so distracted by it that I drove right past ITT Tech… well, that was easy enough to fix, I would just have to make a U turn and head back to the school. There was a lot of traffic coming from the other direction, so I wouldn't be able to make a U turn, so instead I waited for a brief break in traffic and turned left into a neighborhood. I was going to just turn around and head back to the main street, but there was a concrete median in the middle of the road and I couldn't get to the other side to head back. So I continued driving down the street looking for some way to complete my U turn, some way to turn left and then head back in the direction I had just come from.

      So I kept on driving along the winding road, there was no way I was going to make it to class on time now, so now not only would I end up defaulting on whatever it was I had agreed to do with whoever it was I was forgetting I would also be late for or miss my class. This was not going well at all. At least I had a pleasant drive, though, through a curvy road lined with nice houses and a lot of trees, it looked like a very nice neighborhood to live in. I came around a curve and drove up an incline towards some nice homes at the top of the hill. There was no longer a median in the center, but I had ceased caring about turning around and heading back to school. One of the houses at the top of the hill looked strikingly familiar, though I couldn't place where I had seen it before nor could I think of how I might have seen it before since I had never been down that road. I pulled up next to the house, going slowly as I tried to think of where I had seen the place before and what it might mean, when a man came out of the house and looked right at me… great… now he was going to think I was some kind of crazy person casing the joint or something…

      I moved to drive away from the house, but right as I pushed on the gas my engine died even though there had not been any signs of trouble just seconds before. The man was coming over to the car now, I was wondering if he realized I was having problems or if he thought I was a nutter, I figured I could tell him I had slowed down because my engine was making noises and then it stalled. At least I would have a good excuse for having stopped right in front of his house. He came over to my car and peered in through the driver side window, smiling in a friendly manner, it was a young man who looked to be in his 20's, he had short dark hair and a nice smile and I found myself staring into his beautiful brown eyes… He asked me what I was doing, and I realized it was rude to stare at his eyes or any other part of him, and I said I was just having car problems… He looked at me strangely and asked what I was doing using a car for anyway when I normally just use portals.

      The man paused, then he said what I needed to be doing was cloaking myself so Romano wouldn't see me if he was to come tonight. Romano? Who in the world was Romano? Was Romano the person I was supposed to meet? It didn't sound like it, since this man was saying I should be hidden… or cloaked… how was I supposed to be cloaked? I must have been giving him a puzzled look because he asked me what was wrong with me, get out of the car and get cloaked, Romano might be arriving at any moment, and he wanted it to look like he was alone here… I was still confused… He asked me if I really had no clue as to what was going on, he asked me if I wasn't lucid, didn't I realize this was a dream? A dream? This is a dream? The man said yes, it was a dream, so hurry up and cloak myself, Romano might be there at any minute, I still didn't know who Romano was, but I was realizing who this man was… it was MoSh… and this was a dream, so I would be able to cloak myself. I got out of the car and focused on making my energy invisible, then I focused on Of Wolf and Man and changed into a cat, a black house cat… I did that and hid my energy.

      Now I followed MoSh back to the house, I was a little kitty trotting along behind him, he seemed a bit impatient and acted as if there was something that wasn't going well at all. I was going to ask him what was wrong, but all that came out was a meow. I rubbed around his legs and purred, purrs are supposed to soothe anxiety, and it seemed like he had too much anxiety right now, he absent mindedly reached down and scratched me behind the ears, so I purred louder. I saw a dog entering the room,

      a big dog I didn't recognize, MoSh reached down and scooped me up into his arms and started petting me, I continued to purr. The big dog came over in our direction, and sat down in front of MoSh, he was looking at me strangely, then at MoSh. I thought I heard voices, telepathic communication? Between MoSh and the dog? Was the dog Romano? Maybe… I was trying to tune into the communication and hear the voices when everything faded to black and I woke… it seemed I woke awfully suddenly…
      Tags: lost, mosh, romano, school
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. Forgotten Dream

      by , 08-12-2010 at 04:25 PM
      I woke up this morning and remembered a dream that I had. It was amazing. I was planning to write it down so that I would never forget it....but after I slept in for a couple more minutes. I woke up only 5 minutes later and had absolutely no recall of what the dream was about. I feel like Ive lost something special, and I regret it.
    4. Night Of July 30h '10 “Left In Wales + zipwire”

      by , 07-30-2010 at 06:56 PM
      Type: Regular
      Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
      Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

      I'm at the park and it seems to be around midday. There's a large play area, like the ones for kids with the swings, the seesaw, the slide et cetera. I go up to a small zipwire that takes you from one platform to another. Suddenly, when I hold the contraption that connects me to the wire, everything seems bigger, the height, the fall and the distance across. I feel like there are many people behind me waiting for their turn too. B' right behind me and he tells me I should go. I zipwire through the air, at a fast rate. I land back in the park's platform that has a joint yellow slide. Strraight after I land B follows. He pushes me as he goes along. For a while, I just stare at his legs and then I'm somewhere else.

      At this point, I'm in Wales, though I have no idea how I know that for sure, but the large mountains give me a big clue. I feel scared because I need to get to school somehow, yet I don't even live here! I feel mad at my dad who just left me at the pavement to find my way even though I didn't see him, I know he did. After desperately looking around, Natalie appears, and suddenly we're at her house, a nice beach type home with white walls and wood banisters. [In real life I have never been there but I'm glad my imagination created such a place]. I'm only with her for a while, for when I go downstairs she's not there anymore. However, there is someone waiting below, reading a magazine with a cowboy hat on, Uncle Andrew. He says something but I can't remember what exactly, though I remember that he looked pleased to see me.. I look at him then go outside where strangely enough, I see old woman in dresses and old men in tuxedos walking in the street. It didn't feel strange at the time, instead I felt like I knew where they were going somehow and that it was a good thing. I wake up after that. -[I found it hard to remember this dream, partly because I had to wake up quickly to get ready to leave the house, but also partly because it seemed to move very fast, like I wasn't in one place for very long.]
    5. Better recall and a lucid.

      by , 07-07-2010 at 11:38 PM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)

      Mountain range

      first part was vague and it was about me walking with my brother up some mountain trail. We came to the peaks of some mountains.

      Later i found myself in a clearing far away at the mountains. I was looking at the mountains i had climbed. There was a native lady with me, she was very dark, older, and a bit chubby. I was telling her how i had just come from climbing those mountain peaks over there.


      I was first in some house... there was a long sequence there but i had forgotten it. Later i was walking along some roads during the daytime in a country scenery. I walked to some town by nightfall. I remembered thinking Vex lived in this area and I was wondering how I had gotten there.


      I was outside at night time with some guy. I started jumping up high and landing. then I'd jump up again and fly for a bit. The guy I was with was saying I was doing something too dangerous. I jumped up and flew away from him and said . " dont worry. It's only a dream." I flew up over some treelines and spotted a clearing below.

      I remembered I wanted to try and dilate time. I flew towards the ground trying to put my hand out in front of me. As i neared the ground my arm and hand materialized in front of me slowly. I got to the ground and placed my hand on it. I felt the sensation of closing one eye. I looked at the space between my fingers and started counting upwards.

      At first I was worried whether i was counting too fast. I counted a bit slower then when my hand suddenly umped and moved a few inches. I kept counting diligently and re focused on my hand against the dream. At around thirty my hand moved again. I looked at it and then it moved some more. It took a great deal of effort to keep my hand in one place. by fourty, I noticed my voice sounded like a melodic robot. so I forgot my hand a bit and started being goofy with my voice while i was counting. I watched my hand begin to disapear, but then part of the dream pulled away like someone turning a page in a book. After the page was turned my hand was much more clearer. I got to 49 when i woke up.


      I wound up in some town i didn't recognize. I knew I was in the USA somewhere. I needed to get back to canada. I was walking down the street and spotted a familiar house. I walked up to the house and nocied two black dogs guarding it. One dog left me alone. The other one tried to bite me as I approached the door. I had vivid memory flashbacks of playing with this dog before... more like fighting. I knew it could talk and just didn't like me for some reason. in my memory i had fought it for a while, but it always got some painfull bites in.

      It kept jumping up at me and biting my arms untila familiar man approached the door. He came out and I talked to him for a bit. I told him I needed a ride to a greyhound bus station, so that I could buy a ticket home. We got in his truck and drove off to find the bus station. during the drive I wondered if i had enough money to pay for a ticket. i also wanted to check my ID so that I could go across the border (in this dream you need an inernational card to cross between the borders). I pulled out my card and on it were pictures of my hands doing kung fu positions. I thought it was funny they would put that on a government card.

      We got to the bus depot. There was a construction lot nearby and we went there for some reason. There was a huge gravel pit that was steep i jumped in it a few times and then went into the office for the bus depot. Inside I said I wanted a ticket to go back to canada. The lady working there only managed to say some pretty random and irrelevant phrases. I gave up on her and went back to the construction place. I was talking to the man some more while sitting over the pit. down the sides of the pit was a large pink blanket. The man said I should go down again but suddenly i was afraid. I asked the man if i could slide down the blanket that way. He said sure. But i took the blanket instead and threw it down. I began trying to clomb up a part of the pit now instead of jumping in it.


      unmentionable disturbing sex related dream.
    6. 06/24/10 Fragmented Memories

      by , 06-28-2010 at 12:52 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: Here are a couple of non-lucid fragments I remember from the rest of the night… they really don't make a lot of sense at all and sound rather retarded, but I have been posting everything, so here they are:

      *Archery Competition*
      I was in my house. I was practicing archery right there in the house. There were targets hung on the wall and there were several other people there with me, also practicing their archery skills. I was doing pretty well, hitting the target on most of my shots. I fired a few more and then realized I was out of arrows… crap. I asked someone to get me more arrows, and he came back with crap. He said he couldn't find any arrows, so he had found a bunch of junk. He handed me several pencils, a couple of knitting hooks, and an awkwardly shaped stick… um… I wasn't sure how I was supposed to practice archery with that. I put a knitting needle in my bow and fired. Of course it wasn't easily aimed. The knitting needle embedded itself in the head of another archer. He reached back and pulled it out. He looked irritatedly at me and said I should watch what I was doing before I hurt someone. A thick pus was oozing from his head wound, but he didn't notice or didn't care… Somehow I found some arrows to shoot and went back to practicing with arrows. Maybe shooting knitting needles had thrown me off, because my first arrow missed the mark majorly and stuck into our flat screen TV! I went over and pulled it out, needless to say there was a hole. I found the missing pieces and was trying to put it back together like a puzzle… would the cracks be noticed? Probably… then I would have to pay to have it replaced. Damn… I don't have that kind of money!

      *Parking Maze*
      I was in a data center like in the hospitals where I used to work. In the dream, I still held a job there. I was getting off work now. I left the office and met James, my ex boyfriend, outside the office. In the dream I guess he wasn't my ex… we headed down the hall and to the elevator. This was the beginning of the weirdness… the elevator didn't go down, only up. We went up about five floors, then we had to find another elevator that would take us to the parking level. What a pain. We got to the parking garage. That, too, was confusing. I knew I had parked on the 3rd level of the parking garage, but I couldn't find stairs that led there. James and I looked endlessly. We were getting mad at each other for being lost. He said I can never find the right path… I told him we had been following his directions. He didn't have a response, and we finally found my car. Now to get out… which proved to be even harder. The parking structure was a maze of up and down ramps, dead ends, and loops that were easy to get stuck in. James said it would be quicker for him to walk. I told him to get out and do so, then. He didn't want to get out. I finally found the exit from the parking garage, but there was a giant sinkhole blocking the road. I knew there was another exit, but we would have to find that one… which promised to be a huge pain in the ass…

      *Grand Theft Yu-Gi-Oh*
      I was in my car driving down the road. It was a bright sunny day, and there was not much traffic. I had time to kill before I could go home. I didn't want to get home before my mother expected me. If I did, she would have me doing chores or cleaning or doing some kind of manual labor. I didn't want to do that. I saw a collector's card shop and decided to go in. I parked and went inside. There were so many different kinds of collectable cards. Many of them were from CCG (collectable card games) such as Yu-Gi-Oh, Magic the Gathering, etc. There were cards from sets I had never heard of. I saw a few sample cards… and it looked like a deck with those would be unstoppable. All cards were guaranteed to be tournament legal (at least until they became more widely known and might be banned), extremely rare, and neigh impossible to lose with. They were also extremely expensive. I wanted them. I thought I could go to the next Yu-Gi-Oh tournament and wipe the floor with my ex boyfriend, who sometimes plays in those tournaments. I thought I could at least kick ass in the tournaments. I started slipping packs of the cards into my purse. I took quite a few, though I don't know how many. I walked out of the store. The owner of the store was trying to stop me. I was sure he had seen me steal the cards. I reached for my keys to leave… I couldn't find them. Damn! Of all the luck. They were probably buried under stolen Yu-Gi-Oh cards. The shop owner caught up with me. I was definitely busted. He handed me my keys and said I had left those inside. I thanked him, and made a note to myself that after I won a couple of tournaments I would be sure and bring money back here for that shop since the owner had been so nice.
    7. Noir, and The Man (30-31 May 2010)

      by , 06-08-2010 at 09:59 PM (exdreamer's Dream Journal)
      Colour Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes
      Dream Sign Key: Inner Awareness( i ), Action ( a ), Form ( f ), Context ( c )

      This was my most concerted effort to lucid dream yet. Lots of reality check drilling during the day, tried to MILD at bed time and again after waking up once. Then I did a WBTB and tried to WILD but had issues getting to SP (close though I think.)

      Anyway, it's a little frustrating, but there you go.

      Dream 1 - Noir

      I wasn't able to remember many details, which was frustrating. The imagery I do recall was interesting. There was a film noir vibe to the locations and people at points.

      I was in an office. I think I was a journalist of some kind ( c ). There was a woman. Somehow I was able to get her a job there.

      Earlier I had also given her a place to stay in what I think was an apartment I lived in.

      I remember she was looking for someone. I remember giving her advice, but I'm not sure what about.

      At some point there was a street. I recongnise it from the city where I live. I feel like I'm in an American city though, perhaps New York ( c ).

      For reference, I live in the UK.

      Dream 2 - The Man

      Nothing but a brief flash upon waking up, but this is what I gleaned from it.

      I was sitting face to face with someone. We were talking, but I have no idea what about. There was nothing around us but either black or white, but I can't remember which -- it might have been both or either, it's really weird ( c,f ).

      I vaguely recall that I thought the person was wise or knowledgeable in some way. My mind is telling me the person looked like the character John Locke from Lost, but for some reason I'm not 100% convinced as I seem to also remember white hair extremely vaguely ( c ).

      I'm wondering now if this was another dream about dreaming like I had the other night. Something about the scene, albeit the tiny fragment I remember, is really dream scene in a movie cliché to me.

      Updated 07-21-2010 at 01:22 AM by 32666 (added dream signs)

      Tags: lost, noir
    8. Weird, Yet Boring

      by , 01-16-2009 at 05:33 AM
      Dreamed that I was desperately trying to get somewhere. For some reason, I was wandering around a shopping complex that also doubled as a small city. I was lost and wandering through the stores. I accidentally knocked some garbage onto the floor at one of the restaurants, the owner didn't care about it but was concerned about me for some reason...
      I was waiting for a friend to come pick me up, he had a motorcycle, he was supposed to take me somewhere (I would assume the place I was trying so hard to get to) and it required taking the highway... the problem was that when he showed up, I couldn't recognize his bike, and it turned out that all he had was a stupid push-scooter.

      Anyway, it ultimately ended with the cops looking for me after the restaurant owner reported me, so I climbed up onto the roof area of a large building that looked like it was made of adobe and carved stuff into the walls with my little three-inch knife.
    9. Anxiety about appointments

      by , 02-04-2008 at 06:00 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      This dream came about by anxiety about medical appointments I thought I had February 4th, 2008. I thought that I had a doctor's appointment at 2:30pm and then a dentist's appointment at 4:00pm. While the doctor's was actually on that day, I ended up having to reschedule for a later date because my community support worker (CSW) had come down with the flu. I also later realized that the doctor's appointment was actually the day after. I spent the whole weekend worrying about these appointments which I mistakenly thought were on the same day and thought I had missed them. I had this nightmare because of it.

      It is day time, the sun peeks through hazy grey clouds and there is a breeze which alternates between slightly chilly and refreshingly warm. I think I would describe it as a warm autumn day, especially with the breeze constantly blowing brown leaves and various other light debris through the streets. There are many people around, going wherever they are going, but they are all unrecognizable random DCs. Most of them are dressed for the weather, but almost all look like they have hard lives and come from lower class situations. No one is smiling or talking and everyone has a hard, grim facial expression as they go about their business. The surrounding facades are dull and faded but nothing looks abandoned or out of place, just dirty and worn down from much use and low maintenance. Most of the buildings are tall, imposing concrete office buildings with smaller businesses and apartments squeezed inbetween.

      I look younger than I do now, maybe about 17 or 18 years old. I have my big black highschool napsack on and am carrying something in my arms - a book, I think. I cannot remember much about what I was wearing but I do recall that I had on my black banded digital watch on my left wrist, mostly because I look to it many times in the dream. The dream starts off with me walking down a gritty city street, squinting against the sun that just came out from behind a dark cloud and is shining right into my eyes. I am on my way to my community support worker's office but the city is unfarmiliar to anything I know in waking life and I am not really confident about where I am going. I am worried because in the dream I still think I have those two appointments today and I am late already and afraid that I am not going to get to meet up with Susie (my CSW) on time at 2:15 pm. I constantly look at my watch to see what time it is.

      I turn down one alley, hoping it is a short cut, but I end up running into a deadend street. There is a parked car at the one end and the only way out is back the way I came. I cannot remember what happened next but suddenly I am sitting in a four door, dark blue car with a former co-worker of mine, his brother and one other person I do not recognize. Samir, the former co-worker, is wearing a black leather jacket, a dark blue skully and is sitting with me in the back seat of the vehicle. The car is parked in an alley way under a rusted metal staircase. Samir's brother and the other person in the front seat are talking and looking for something outside the vehicle or keeping watch for someone. Samir is leaning towards me and has a sad look on his face. He is talking, but I do not remember what he said. I think he offered me a ride to my destination, but I panicked because I do not know the way and I am uncomfortable being near Samir - not because I hate him, quite the opposite in fact, since I have a huge crush on him and I am afraid of what he will think of me if he finds out that I require community support to work on my life right now. I flee from the vehicle in shame and run out of the alleyway. Samir jumps out of the car and calls after me, but does not give chase. I steal one last look at his beautiful face before I turn the corner out of the alleyway and back into the busy street. He has a worried and confused look on his face.

      Back on the busy street I run into a throng of people I cannot push my way through. The crowd is moving slowing down the street and I am pushed along with it. At this point I realize that my book and wrist watch are gone and I think that I must have lost them in Samir's car, but I am not certain. The anxiety I feel about the appointments is aggrevated by the fact that I still am not certain where I am going, I cannot tell the time now because my watch is gone, I am worried about what Samir thinks of me, and finally I cannot go back to find either Samir or the watch because the huge crowd of people is forced me to go wherever the hell they are going. The sky has darkened considerably but not because the sun is setting. Indeed it appears that the sun had not moved from where it was at the beginning of the dream, but that the clouds in the sky have became thicker and blacker and are moving much faster across the sky, as if a storm is quickly rolling in. The breeze is also picking up and becoming chillier.

      There is a break in the throng of people and I am able to dive into a small stairwell in the side of a beige, bricked building. The steps lead down to a large metal door that was either green or brown but I can no longer remember. Since it is unlocked, and there is no break in the heavy crowd of people on the street, I open the door and go through. I am in a long, narrow hallway with flickering lights, exposed, leaky pipes and broken and decaying floortiles. It is not scary, just very badly maintained. At the very end of the hall is another large metal door and when I go through I find myself in what appears to be a large covered parking garage that is strewn with garbage and debris. To my right there is a brightly lit store or restaurant of some kind but I ignore it because at the far end of the parking garage I can see daylight and lush trees beyond the opening. I still feel bad about missing my appointments and wish I could call Susie somehow, but I figure that it is way too late for that and I want to go over to the trees.

      Some of the garbage in the covered parking area is very large and I have to navigate through it like a maze. When I am close to the exit, I can see a glass building and a garden full of flowers and trees. I step on something squishy and stop to look down to see what looks like a lump of flesh. I am grossed out but determined to make it out of there but I notice as I walk along many more parts of flesh on the ground. I think to myself that it looks like the large intestine of a large mammal and as I follow the trail of flesh with my eyes until I see a human body laying face down on the ground. It is a caucasian man with dark brown hair and wearing a dark blue shirt and black pants. I cannot see his face but I think he may have been a business man or somehing. His entire body is surrounded by flesh and internal organs and makes me think the man was disemboweled. Strangely, there is not blood or fluids, just solid body parts, and near the man is a large translucent tarp that had been wrapped around something long, narrow and red.

      I do not get much of a chance to see what is in the tarp because I hear a group of children laughing behind me. I turn and see about five or six pre-teens standing with their hands on their hips and trying to look tough. I cannot remember the details of most of the kids other than they were scruffy looking and wore dirty, ripped clothes. The only child that stood out was a blond haired girl wearing black goth clothing who seemed to be the oldest of them all and the leader of the group. She said in a matter of fact way that the tarp contained the body of another person. The other kids ignored the carnage and began playing in the garbage and debris like it was a jungle gym, except for the goth girl who just crossed her arms and glared at me. I forgot about wanting to see the trees and wanted to know about the children - why they were there and why they seemed uneffected by the dead bodies and garbage around them.

      The children ran away when I approached them and turned the corner near the metal door that I first came through. I followed and discovered they had gone into the small brightly lit eatery which I now noticed had a large pink sign saying "Susie's Snack Stop" or something like that. The name on the sign reminded me about missing my appointment with my community support worker and I feel pangs of regret, but I enter the resturant anyway. I pass a large white tub as I enter and see many confectionary treats, like marshmellow squares and nanaimo bars but I also notice that some appear to be made of vegetables instead of candy. The kids are all sitting at a table with an older man who seems to be the only person running the place. He is bald, wearing a light blue t-shirt underneath a white apron and is dishing out what appears to be macaroni and cheese into small metals bowls for the kids. I want to ask the bald man how this place can operate while surrounded by such filth and carnage, but I do not feel comfortable discussing it in front of the children. The goth girl is still staring at me, but her expression has softened and she motions to me to come and sit beside her.

      I remain standing at the edge of table and while the children talk and eat I suddenly hear men's voices from outside the eatery. I head for the exit and my eyes are drawn to the large white tub again, but I see nothing significant and continue on to the exit. The goth girl jumps up and chases after me. Outside the eatery the scene has changed. While it is still dirty and garbage strewn, the area appears to be a basement or something. There are exposed pipes and boilers around, but between those are tables and display cases with flags and lights for decorations. It looks like some sort of promotion or fair or something. There are adult men in business suits hanging around the tables and talking with each other. I see a man in a black suit head to the far end of the basement and walk through a solid wall. I start running in that direction, thinking it is a way out, but the goth girl catches up with me and tells me to stay with her. She has an expression of worry on her face that remind's me of Samir. I ask her why she wants me to stay and she says: "Because I love you." I do not know how to respond and turn to leave, thinking that the girl is being ridiculous. The other children come out and stand around their leader and they all watch me go.

      When I get to the wall that the man in the black suit disappeared through, it becomes transparent and beyond it I can see a concrete staircase leading up. I walk through the wall and a freezing cold sensation almost paralyzes my body as I do so. At the top of the stairs things become much warmer as it leads outside into a busy street. It is different from the streets at the beginning of the dream and looks more like the city I actually live in. The first thing my eyes are drawn too is a clock tower down the street and the time on it says 1:48. I become excited because this means that I still have time to find Susie and make my appointments, but as I start down the sidewalk I run into people dressed in marching band gear holding instruments. There seems to be some confusion and they are all running around like they don't know what to do. Suddenly a marching band line appears from a side street and start down the road towards me. There is a large float parade behind them and the sidewalks are congested with people come to watch the parade. I duck into a walled yard to escape the crowd, hoping to find a way through to a street on the otherside of the building, but instead run into a group of inner city youth having a free style rap competition. I am accosted and told that I cannot pass until I listen to some of the contenders. I am frustrated because I know that I can still make my appointments, I can feel the anxiety welling up inside of me again, but I stay and listen for a while. The first young man has black and had a kickin' afro. It was awesome because it was like a perfect circle. His beats were pretty cool but I did not stay to listen to the entire rap of the second guy (who looked like Eminem). I ran through the yard and around the building and to the street on the other side.

      I stood on the sidewalk and looked around to get my bearings. To my right, far down the street, I could see the parade approaching. To my left the road went under a large interstate bridge or something. In front of me was a small park space with trees and benches and stuff. I ran across the street to the parkspace and saw on the far side another road and beyond that a convenience store with a pay phone. I cross the park and come to another road which slopes down and is congested with cars. I think it is the parade again, but it turns out to be a funeral procession when two black minivans, followed by a black hearse, drive by. I almost get hit by the first black van when I try to cross. I do manage to dodge the cars and make it too the other side and I am almost overwhelmed by the emotions I am feeling. I am so close to being able to call Susie, hoping that she will come and pick me up, but my anxiety and frustration only grows as a approatch the pay phone. The walkway leading up to it suddenly narrows and I am either growing bigger or the store is growing smaller because all of a sudden my legs are trapped between the narrow metal railings on the walkway and my head hits the overhand of the convenience store's roof. I am stuck and frustrated and about to give up in despair...

      ...but then I wake up.
    10. Lost on Winter Mountain

      by , 09-06-2006 at 04:11 PM (Visions in the Dark)

      The dream started off in the middle of winter on the side of a huge mountain. The sun had just set and I was not only under-dressed for the fridged weather, but I was lost in the wilderness with a former friend of mine whom I can no longer stand. This former friend of mine, Cathy, was even more under-dressed than I was and even though I hate her I felt sorry for her in my dream and I gave her my ski jacket to wear. I had a black sweater on, but she had only a thin t-shirt and I thought that she would freeze to death if I did not give her the jacket.

      At first she would not wear it, as I know she hates me more than I hate her, and I became frustrated and said "Fine, freeze to death," and I began to walk away. For whatever reason, she put on the jacket and followed me. We walked in silence for what seemed forever, with only the light of a full moon reflecting off the snow as illumination. I was determined to walk all night to keep my body temperature regulated and hopefully find civilization (as I knew in the dream that there was a chalet some where), but Cathy kept complaining about being cold, her feet hurting and wanting to stop and rest.

      I was so concerned with my own safety at this point that I did not care what Cathy chose to do, but I told her that if she stopped and fell asleep that she would likely die and I was not going to wait around for her. Cathy kept following, though she tried to walk slower and whine that I was being unfair and not waiting for her, but I ignored her and continued going at my own pace. When she finally realized that I would not fall for her emotional manipulations, Cathy caught up and kept pace until we saw the lights of the chalet in the distance.

      I did not slow down but looked behind me and saw that Cathy was sitting under a tree gasping for breath. I shouted back that I would send help as soon as I got to the chalet but the dream ended there.
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