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    1. 3rd dream july 19th; lucid despair.

      by , 07-20-2010 at 01:31 PM
      Now the world is gone, I'm just one...

      I wake up in my bed. I am naked, I wonder at the fact that it's already time for me to awaken, since it feels as though I've only just fallen asleep. I'm about to leave my room, but on the way out I lean against the wall near my door, pressing my forehead against it. 'How can I know whether I'm dreaming, or awake? It's all the same... How can I know any of this is even real... Keep sleeping to dream, because I hate my life, hoping I'll come out of it better, with some shred of something I can use, something to inspire, to move, to find an answer, an escape. But sleep just seems to install new bars into this cell. How can I even know I'm not dreaming right now.'

      For the fuck of it, I flip the light switch just beneath my head on and off. Nothing happens. I look at the ceiling, the walls. Everything is here. The mask hanging from my door, the books, the silvery rays coming in through the window. I realize I'm not awake, but still asleep. I reflect for a few moments on how detailed and vivid everything is, how 'real' it is, nothing missing. Realizing this doesn't make me happy or excite me, but instead fills me with a feeling of isolation. The walls no longer real, just pictures of walls, the idea that beyond them, isn't a real city, no apartment, no livingroom, no father... Beyond these walls there isn't a home, because these walls aren't real. They're just my memory of them. And what of the real walls? Those don't build a home, either. I'm upset by the lack of comfort, familiarity, of reality, since this 'room' is just a 'ruse'. My malaise deepens as I reflect on how, 'the real thing', isn't actually any better. What was I expecting?

      An anatomically correct digital rendering of someone's face, speaking, crying... The 'realness' of it isn't moving, but disturbing, soul-less. It looks so real, it's 'correct', but it isn't. It isn't comforting. It's unnerving, you become suspect of something so... Accurate, but, lifeless. A doll.

      I pull on a pair of jeans and start to slide my belt through the loops. I stop partway through fastening the belt, realizing the pointlessness of getting dressed in a world that consists of only me. I think, I don't want to know what's outside of these walls. And I don't have to, I can leave another way. I open the window and remember how I'd been thinking about jumping out of it. Well, now I can. I remember how much I think about punching it until it breaks, when I'm mad. I slide the window as far open as it'll go, but it refuses to open far enough to let me jump out of it, it jams.

      So I punch the window. It doesn't give. 'This is MY DREAM, and you BREAK.' I put my fist through it, it shatters, shredding my knuckles open and raking the flesh off my arm as it goes through. My arm is 'reforming' as quickly as it's being torn apart, as I need to thrust several times to knock out all of the leftover shards. Knots of scartissue creep up my arms like ribbons, replacing the gashes. I rip the frame out of the window and toss it behind me.

      For a moment I question whether I'm really dreaming, or just having delusions of grandeur before I jump out of a window and kill myself. 'I'm going to fly,' and I close my eyes and rocket out of the window, or so I think. Turns out I actually just jumped REALLY HIGH. I float back down onto a building lined up right beneath my window. Looks like a warehouse. I am alone. I consider making someone to travel alongside me, consider summoning a DC. I start forming one, particles aligning in the air. I delete it before it materializes completely. There's no point. She's hollow. A shell. Like building a robot of a woman. I can't bring myself to do it. I have to just move forward and hope there's something at the end, hope I'll find someone, find somewhere.

      The fastest way to the other side of the warehouse is 'through', so I slide the door open and go in. Inside is a 'panic room', the walls made of steel. I hear the door behind me bolt shut. It's silent, just like outside. Nothing, no one, is in here. I shake my head and laugh, egging on my subconscious. 'I can't be kept in here. Is this supposed to make me afraid?' I go to the far wall and sock it. It leaves a huge dent, but no opening. I take my finger and use it as a laser cutter, slicing out portions of the wall until I have a square opening big enough to step through.

      It opens up into a roof top. It's a beautiful day. The sun is out. Everything is clean. Deserted. I look down onto the empty streets below. I snap my fingers and people appear. Down below, their cellphones go off, chewing gum, laughing, signing each other, driving, eating, biking, unknowing. I want to believe they're real, that I can save them, have a meaningful interaction with one if I just greet with selective blindness, be the king of ants. But I can't swallow it. I snap my fingers again and they disappear.

      I have to keep moving... Find something, anything, other than this horrible quiet, or the alternative- synthetic companionship. I jump from roof top to roof top, on and on for miles... The buildings slowly become more and more decayed, crumbling, wisteria growing through the old concrete and splitting it. I reach the last rooftop. I've reached the 'end'.

      It's a white sand beach, with colorful shells scattered about, and then the ocean, all around. This is the land's end, the very end, and there is nothing else. I look around for someone else, some sign of life, evil, good- either, something other than just.... This. I can't stand how beautiful it is, the perfect waves, the flawless sand and sun, but my heart drained of all enthusiasm. The 'perfect day', unthinking, fills me with agony and isolation. I drop to my knees and thrust my hands out in frustration, reel back and start to scream at the sky. I want to eject this pain, vomit all of it out, be capable of feeling something besides 'empty', 'broken'.

      My scream starts out as a human scream, faintly echoing back to me through the hollow corridors of the buildings behind me. I keep screaming, and the scream grows into an otherworldly roar, screeching into the perfect blue. The scream develops earthquakes, the sea shoots up around me in spikes of black water, jutting into the sky, which grows dark, and the wind begins to howl. The clouds and the waves, claw at each other, meeting in the air. Lightning snaps all around, dead sea creatures rise, cooked, to the surface. Cyclones form, hurling debris around me. The tide creeps up and fills all of the sea caves, swallows the buildings, swelling higher and higher, engulfing the land, then, crushing it in a fist of water and black ice. The sky has opened up into the sea, reaching into it, an enormous gaping maw.

      I get a view of myself from within the mouth of the sky. A tight cylinder around my body upward, is the only space that is dry, a beacon of sand and light in the havoc. I'm on my knees, still screaming, long hair coiling and snapping like snakes around my head. The rest of me is frozen, fingers curled in agony and frustration, as the scream just rolls on and on out of my body. I'm trying to eject everything, purge it, but it just keeps going. I keep screaming hard and harder, waiting to 'run out' of pain, run out of the need to scream, but the pain doesn't go away. I'm trying to 'let out' something that's endless. The world is destroyed, but the pain goes on, never emptying. The cup continues to fountain and overflow.

      This is pointless. I stop. The sky reforms, the tide sucks back into the sea, the sand dries, the buildings reappear, the sun peers back through the clouds. There isn't any trace of what just happened, anywhere in sight. No sight of the pain. It's hidden again. Perfect again. Quiet. It feels the same. I lay on my back in the sand, motionless, wishing my life, my dream, would make up its mind. Please start, or just be over with. This isn't living, and this isn't dreaming. It's over. It fades to black.

      Updated 07-20-2010 at 01:39 PM by 31559

      Categories
      lucid , nightmare , false awakening , memorable
    2. Frozen Lake

      by , 07-17-2010 at 10:42 AM
      Second dream posted in here. Awesome! Well, here it goes...

      So me and every one of my cousins that I have ever known decide to go swimming. We all get our swimming gear on and head off to the lake. The thing was that when we arrived at the lake, the whole thing was frozen! Every bit! There were people ice skating, ice fishing, and building snowmen on the surface. All in winter gear. We couldn't understand, it was the middle of July! (BIG dream sign I missed ) But, none of the less, we all rush to enjoy the day anyways. I follow up and theres a point when the ice breaks and a little river flowed through in which we had to jump to get across. But right before I make my jump, I see to my right a large kid in a brown sweater with two white stripes sandwhiching an orange stripe attempt to jump across. Sadly, he Superman-ed and took a blow to the face by the edge of the other side and fell into the cold, cold drink. I laughed SO hard I almost didn't make it across myself. But something about a fat guy trying to jump an icy river makes me chuckle. Does that make me a bad person? Anyways, we get across and climb a small mound of snow. To my surprise, I realized this wasn't a river. It was an OCEAN. Frozen as far as the eye could see. We kept running until I felt the ice crack a bit under my feet. I said,
      "Whoa! Hold on! Let's not all go at once!"
      And we all went in three's. Except for one of my larger cousins. I let him go by himself hahahaha! I tipped-toed all the way. Then, as I was surveying the area, I hear an enormous crack! Dreamscaping-beach.jpg this is what I saw before the ice broke. I turned my head swiftly and I see two of my cousins drowning in the water! Somehow, they couldn't swim. I dash to the water and dive to save my family. The water was SO cold!!! It made me gasp and I took a bunch of water to the lungs but I continued to make my rescue. My first cousin wasn't that bad to get to the surface. He's real skinny. But my second cousin was a little chubbier. I was trying to pull him up to the surface but he kept kicking and using my face as a foothold. He eventually got up but mysteriously, I kept sinking. I was at ease for some reason. Like it was inevitable. I accepted it and closed my eyes. The last glimpse being the distorted sun hitting the water surface. The water was the deepest blue you could ever imagine! Suddenly, I open my eyes and I am sitting next to my girlfriend in her room.
    3. Boda borg

      by , 07-09-2010 at 01:01 PM
      Me and Fred was going to boda borg with the church for some reason. We weren't really excited about it since we both agreed on that boda borg is quite dull (it is fun irl). Besides, we had already been there earlier not long ago. We discussed if we were going to pay it or if the church would. Fred said that he wasn't going to pay anyhow because it was not worth it.

      The boda borg in the dream was more like a fun house with connected rooms that contained weird stuff. I don't really remember any in particular though. The memory gets fuzzy for a while and then I was in a room. Possibly still in boda borg. Everything suddenly became like an anime. Naruto in particular. There were some bad guys there and one huge boss bad guy who was on a boat in an ocean that was in the room somehow. The good guys (I was one of them) all had different weapons. I had a wooden sword. The purpose of everything was to find the real weapon. Not any of the fakes. The boss had the real one among with fakes. He handed out weapons to the good guys as soon as one of the good ones weapons broke. (lol sense: it makes none)

      I had an idea that I thought seemed epic so I proposed it out loud. That was that all of us should wear traditional japanese samurai clothes. Because it would enhance the feeling or something. xD No one really cared. I

      I accidentally broke my wooden sword by sitting on it, so I went to the boss boat to get a new weapon. I took two boxes from him and I was hoping that one of them was the real one. On my way back in my boat I opened one box and saw a golden sword that flashed with green light effects. I had a convincing feeling that it was the real one! This was even made of jade (golden jade or what? xP)! I was excited about it.

      I remember no more.
    4. Beach Science and Combat

      by , 07-06-2010 at 09:08 PM (GA's DJ)
      06.07.2010
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      It began on muddy waters of an ocean (no idea why the ocean was muddy) with two giant engine-propelled rafts moving while facing each other and keeping a consistent distance apart. Each raft had four players. one was a driver, another a turret gunner and two near the back a rifleman, possible Master Chief from Halo, and an RPG holder. I was the latter in the back right corner where the rocky shore was close to my right flank. I recall running up and popping off rockets that killed a lot of my opponents. I only had three shots though and ran for whatever little cover I could find when the opponent RPG holder lobbed rockets towards us. I recall getting slain.

      Later that afternoon on the beach I came before a five-story Japanese style building on the shoreline with dozens of docks branching out from it in all directions. Turns out it was a research center. My two younger cousins were running around inside as it was their birthday. Stumbling upon their presents all on a giant table I find my mom there and try opening one of the small black boxes. Surprisingly she doesn't get mad at this.

      Later I run into a very old looking man with decaying teeth and only some hair remaining. He recognizes me in amazement yet I do not. I pick my brain and realize he was a teacher a few years ago. He asks how I still looked so incredibly young to which I respond I'm the son of the student he remembers. He does not question further and neither do I seem to question the reason I've (or he has) apparently leapt ahead in time. He takes me down a set of stairs into his secret laboratory that's really just a bright white carpeted area with a hot tub installed and a bunch of workers chatting around said tub. There was even a sink in the corner with a Dexter's Laboratory toy and a sliding glass door where you could look out upon the ocean.

      Leaving, I end the dream walking along the planks over the sand where the place is now bustling with thousands of young adults. They're all talking about how today was the last day of school. Some students mistake me as one who'll join them on some field trip. I feel kind of bad that I can't share their happiness but shrug it off.
      Tags: combat, ocean, teacher
      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. 07/03/10 Star Trek At Sea

      by , 07-05-2010 at 10:34 PM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      I was on what looked like a movie set. It was made to look like the interior of a Star Trek shuttle, or at least that's what I thought it looked like at the time. I was there with a man. I don't remember who he was. I was talking to the man about various Star Trek episodes. We were talking about an episode where there had been a traitor aboard the ship and that traitor had caused a lot of trouble, including the death of one of the crew. I was thinking of a part of the show where the guards should have spotted the traitor before he even got on the ship, but for some reason they had completely missed the obvious signs. The man and I were discussing various ways the traitor could have been stopped, various times that the guards should have caught the traitor, and a few plot holes that we found. The man laughed and said he liked figuring out how the story might have been different if things had been done differently.

      I walked through the set of the Star Trek ship and up to the main control panel. It was somewhere around here that I realized that this was no simple movie set… this ship was real! This would be a fully functional ship! I found I seriously wanted to jack that ship. I told the man I was with that I was going to jack the ship. He asked if I wouldn't get in trouble. I said only if I was caught… which I wouldn't be. I sat down at one of the navigation chairs and looked at the controls. Um… I didn't really have any idea on how to work the controls. After I sat there looking retarded for a bit, the man sat at the other control station. He pushed a few buttons and the ship powered up. I said I didn't know he could operate a Star Trek ship! He said he has seen so many Star Trek episodes that he can. He maneuvered the ship up, turned it around, blasted a hole in the wall, and then flew through it. We were off to the skies, off to explore the stars!

      Or maybe not… the ship couldn't do anything more than hover! Lame! And it hovered until we were surrounded by cops at a dock. There were water ships there. And we had no choice but to land. I cursed my luck that the ship I jacked had to be a piece of crap. The man said he had told me I would be caught… I pulled a Gibbs on him. The cops came into the ship and said we were to get out immediately. We both climbed off of the ship. But we weren't getting arrested! The cops said we were needed for a top secret operation. Awesome! The cop said if we could figure out how to operate the Star Trek ship so easily, then they had need of us. My heart dropped. I hadn't figured out anything. It had all been my friend. The man with me put his hand on my shoulder and whispered. He said not to worry… just bluff my way through it. He said he would be sure I learned what I needed to know if I didn't figure it out on my own. After all, I was the one with the nerve to jack a space ship in the first place, so I was partly responsible for us ending up here.

      The man and I both got on one of the sea ships there. We were separated, but not by far. We were just on opposite ends of the deck near the bow. I could still see him, and he could see me. Someone said something about preparing us for ocean travel. For some reason that preparation involved hosing us down with a fire hose… Wtf? We were both sprayed with water until we were thoroughly and completely drenched. I had no idea what that had to do with anything… it seemed really strange to me. I wanted to ask someone why we had to be wet. But there was no one paying any attention to me. I looked off the ship and saw nothing but ocean. Where had the land gone so fast? We had been docked just minutes ago. I looked everywhere, thinking we might have turned… no sign of land. Weird… I was looking for the land when I woke.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Lucid Dream #4 and Oceanic Swimming Pool.

      by
      kim
      , 06-30-2010 at 03:23 AM
      Non-lucid Part
      In my dream there was a swimming pool.
      I was swimming and it was half a pool half an ocean. The water was salty. There was a brick wall that I was near, which I think marked the boundary of land and ocean. It kind of jutted up from the water. Whenever a wave passed through I was afraid that I (or someone) may hit their head on the corner of the brick wall, but JS assured me that it was safe. The people in the pool (maybe about 20) were playing all sorts of games where they would react to different situations. One of the situations was armageddon-type where an asteroid or somteing would hit Earth. Everyone dived down under the water as deep as they could. This was probably about 8 metres. I couln't swim under though for some reason, and the seconds until impact was counting down in the fom of some erupting water thing on the side.
      However I think I eventually managed to and there was Marieke Hardy and the Doctor from Triple J (a radio station) and we were discussing her legging colours. She was wearing stripy black and white leggings.

      I had ran there with someone, I cannot remember who, after being on the bus with MB. She didn't want to run the path with me (which went uphill and through the woods) because she didn't orka.
      I ran the path and came to this uphill bit and decided to run up it fast whilst the other person just watched. There were these joggers in the way though and I had to say "Excuse me! " to get them to move and they did but unfortunately at the same time a car was driving downwards so we all had to give way to the car and I fell off the hill (jumped) and had to do it again.

      I woke up here, and then I fell asleep again.

      Lucid Part
      Holy shit.
      I had a lucid dream.
      I am just starting to remember it now. Maybe I didn't? It is hard to tell because it is so unclear and fuzzy...I can just remember checking my hands. I also know that there was some kind of factory and also my sister was in it. Argh ...@#$@#$&^#$

      Shit yeah I'm starting to remember bits now! At first I thought I was dreaming but then I didn't have much control over what I was doing. And then I checked my hands again and could walking around more freely and stuff. I think that this is separate from when I didn't have much control; that it is a "better part" of lucid dreaming.

      I got into the car with AK and DM and we were driving along the freeway and I was like, "Hey AK you should try to make the car fly!". It was awesome because she managed to do it. It was so fun. The car just started pulling upwards and going in the air. And then lots of other cars did this and we were like "Hey they're copying us >: (" hahaha. We drove to the factory and that part must've been pretty unlucid.

      I think before this, I was back in Australind and thought "I could try to do a backflip" and utilise my ability to float x)
      My dad thought it was super dangerous but that's because he didn't know I was dreaming I did it several times and it was fun. I also thought whilst in the dream that perhaps you could use lucid dreams to practice stuff you did in real life, like sports and stuff like that. I am unsure about this.

      Whilst I was running somewhere, I took note of how real the sensations felt as compared to being awake.

      Hmm. Even though it was lucid, it was so unclear that perhaps I was only dreaming that I had a lucid dream or something like that, lol.
      Hopefully it will be clearer next time!

      Updated 07-04-2010 at 09:21 AM by 33362

      Categories
      non-lucid , lucid
    7. Random bathing

      by , 06-28-2010 at 03:17 PM
      I had found out the name of an anime I hadn't heard of before. It was a scary one. I think I watched some episode and it seemed very nice.

      Then I was in some bathing house with about 40 others unknown people. It was like an ocean at the same time because you could see the horizon and it got deeper and deeper the further out you got. I swam out a bit where I couldn't reach the bottom and then suddenly got paralysed. I realised that I could drown, but somehow I didn't really care and I just relaxed. Then the paralysis went away and I swam to the surface. Apparently everybody else was paralysed as well and I tried to save as many as possible by dragging them to the surface.

      Then next day, 9 people was missing. They had drowned in the bath.

      -Memory loss-
      I remember only fragments of going to the real ocean, something about some evil wizard and some game that had something to do with space.
    8. May 5, 2010

      by , 06-13-2010 at 02:41 AM (Whirlwind of Dreams)
      The Call:
      The phone rung and I looked at the caller id before answering. The phone mentioned Rotary International as the caller. They called twice if I'm not mistaken with the phone being answered the second time. They called and ruled in my favor for some incident.

      The Ocean:
      Something about the ocean. I might have been looking at it. It was a nice light blue color with small riptides coming onto the shore.

      New Worker:
      There appeared to be a new girl at work, since she seemed to be wearing work cloth and I haven't seen her before IRL. She was an average height, big chest, brown or black hair and was talking and smiling along with possibly hugging someone else.

      Thoughts: Interesting dreams no doubt and first time in a long time that I was able to recall three dreams, albeit they are on the short side Not sure what the first dream is about but we did have a new person at work although I don't think she looked the same at all
      Tags: call, ocean, work, worker
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. A

      by , 05-30-2010 at 11:16 PM (Naiya's Gallery)
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      Updated 12-31-2011 at 10:41 AM by 17680

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      Uncategorized
    10. Not an Apple advertisement.

      by
      kim
      , 04-25-2010 at 07:59 PM
      I was at a rocky beach with AK and DM and it was in Bunbury and the part we were at had a name but I can't remember what it was but there were blowholes and we all went to look to see that it was the greatest beach in Bunbury. Then we did something behind the rocks (which were stopping the water from hitting us) but then the tide started picking up and much water came over the rocks but managed to dodge us, luckily. We escaped and when we looked back the water passing over the rocks was in the shape of an old man with a big head, big nose and walking stick.
      We had to jump down some rocks to avoid it and it was quite scary. I went to jump but luckily the rock I was on started falling (due to water behind me) and although that was scary I managed to jump from there to the next one and got away safely because the distance was already small from the original rock falling.
      We went to some place where AK asked if I wanted Turkish bread, it was only (!?) $30 each or 4 for $90. I wasn't so sure because it was so expensive but I was considering buying it because I know that Turkish bread is so good. There was also some nice cheese spread to go with it or something like that. Like ricotta cheese. And it was near some spot that looked a lot like a bank teller but outside.
      While we were walking towards that place there were similar water-cloud thingies and the one we were heading towards was in the shape of AK, I thought, but DM and AK sort of disagreed. There was an alleyway or something with one of AK's friends, or maybe not her friends but some art exhibition she was interested in.

      We were on an adventure about 5kms from Perth with many other people, maybe about 40 of them.

      I found my iPod (I do not have one; I used to have one a couple of years ago but it was stolen).

      I washed something in water and left the bucket full (it was a bucket with a tap and a plug that you pull up or down to "activate") by accident. The bucket was near the computer room in Australind.
      Later on, Dad came back into the room with myself and my sister and other people and told us not to use the computer because he'd spilled water near it. I immediately thought oh shit I left the bucket full, so proceeded to clean it up. It was just on the carpet, only a little bit and not even near the computer, but I thought I'd go vacuum it anyway.
      I went to get the vacuum and I cam edown from the bush and threw the vacuum down onto the yellow sand (which had totally changed from the yellow carpet location).
      I went and did something else with my sister, involving my iPod.
      Then I went back to the sand and retrieved the vacuum which was really good; I remember my sister telling me that the "neck" wasn't long enough even though it was really expensive, which is true. I didn't actually use it because I thought it would be dumb to use on sand because it'd just suck everything up and get full. So I went to retrieve it and the sand was a main road and grabbed it with my sister there to help. We waited for a gap in the cars (took a while, it was pretty busy) and I quickly grabbed the vacuum, then passed it to my sister. She had to take it away quickly because I was stuck in the sand. She thought this was just an excuse to listen to my iPod, but I was actually stuck.

      We then went to our adventure place. There was a criminal there and I was responsible for making sure he stayed put. The authorities were too trusting of him and thought it would be okay to let him stand freely, but every time I slacked off with the ropes (which were more like jewellery beads than chains/ropes), he'd start to attempt to get free and run off. At first we were trying to bind him properly.

      Then we were waiting in line to get onto the bus home. I was still responsible for holding this guy and I had to bind him around his arms and stuff. As we got to the end of the line, Mrs M took the chain off everyone (everyone had one) and the chain's blue colour (although it wasn't really a colour, more like a vibe) disappeared and she put it away to the side. Everyone was connected.
      I think it went from that guy being in trouble to me being in trouble. Something to do with my iPod, again.

      The bus was airconditioned and many people wanted to get on it because it was promoting the release of a blockbuster movie, a week or two after it had been released. It was like that movie's "experience". It was similar to avatar or something, but with queens of the desert.
      Mr and Mrs M controlled the bus, and there were a few black people on it. Most of the seats were reserved for those that booked it for the movie experience.
      My seat was on the second story and you had to climb up from underneath, open a hatch to climb through and sitting on the seat next to it, letting your feet dangle through the hatch. I knew that I had to get comfy because there were 5 hours to get to Perth. I attempted to climb up there at first with my stuff (a bombcase-type thing) like the ones that hold AK's cameras), but it was too hard so I climbed up there without anything.

      There were two pinoys across from me on the right (I was on the left) and they were looking at various things you could do on the bus. Turns out they could call the Catholic Church. And you had to speak in Tagalog to do that. I let them do that, it must've been good for their religious beliefs or whatever. One of them was Aunty MFe.

      Updated 07-04-2010 at 09:03 AM by 33362

      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. Adventure on Titanic-like ship

      by , 09-25-2008 at 06:11 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      This is the first dream I had on September 25th, 2008


      The dream takes place on a fabulously luxious cruise ship, like the Titanic, but more modern. The ship is sailing on a narrow ocean channel that has tall cliffs on either side. I am my dream incarnate Chun-li, a young Chinese woman. I have a young girl with me named Sari (who looks kind of like Sari Sumdak) and in the dream she is my daughter. I have the gift of forsight and know that the cruise ship is going to sink for some reason. I am there to try and prevent the tragedy, I think.

      I have to stay on the upper decks of the ship (which also happens to be the upper class section) to avoid running into a previous incarnation of myself who is running around the lower class part of the ship. The rich and the poor are divided on this ship like they were on the Titanic, the poor being restricted to the lower decks. There are always parties going on in the upper class as the vain, rich and influencial show off to, and consort with, each other.

      To pass the time Sari is practicing for a French play being put on by the children of the wealthy passengers, so that she is occupied while I look for something (though I cannot remember what now. Something to do with preventing the ship from sinking anyway). As I walk around the ship I note that most of the upper class lounges and dining halls are void of any furniture, or have only a few chairs scattered about. These rooms have massive, enlongated vertical windows with long, flowing translucient sheers. The proportions of the windows were impossible because they were radically larger when seen on the inside of the ship, than from the outside.

      The passengers in the upper class all dressed stylishly and expensively. Gold, silks, and jewels were everywhere. I was dressed nice but not as elaborate and I did not have any jewelry. All of the women passengers have skirts but I am wearing pants and for some reason that makes the upper class passengers not want to engage with me, even outright avoid me, which is fine for me because I'm still looking for that something.

      The dream skips a bit and it is the next day (or a few days later) and somehow I got Sari off the cruise ship during one of the nights. When I become conscious of this is the dream I am suddenly in the channel underneath the ship and looking up. An Orca swims above me at the same time as the ship passes overhead. This killer whale is the same as any other except that it has a patch of black on its underside on which I can see unique symbols that are glowing white, but I do not know what they mean.

      The night of the sinking comes and I am looking for a way out because there are suddenly no doors from the upper class rooms to the outside deck. The only way out is the climb the curtains of the vertically massive windows to a small opening at the top. (The windows on the outside now match the extremely enlongated proportions on the inside.) I struggle for a bit up a curtain and make it outside, though the ship develops a terrible lean as it goes down, and the part of the deck I was trying to reach is half underwater. There are no ropes or cables to climb down so jumping is the only way to the water, but the distance from me to the water is too much and I am too scared. Most of the people in the first class section of the ship are unable to climb the curtains because they are too physically weak or are weighted down by their extravagant outfits and jewelry.

      I wait for the ship to sink a little more, so that the distance between me and the water is not so great, before I jump. I feared the water would be ice cold and though it was not for some reason I am paralyzed when I hit the water and sink as slowly as the ship. I am conscious and I do not drown, but I cannot move any part of my body. When I am at the bottom of the ocean channel a large white whale (a sperm whale?) swims over me and when I look up at it I can see the same symbols on the white whale's belly that were on the Orca's, but these symbols are black.
    12. The beach of smoldering mounds, where women are not welcome.

      by , 12-10-2007 at 06:00 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      I am on a vast beach of pale yellow sands, under a pale orange sky. There are some dunes in front of me and the eerily calm ocean behind me. On the other side of the dunes is a large flat area where I can see several mounds from which smoke is pouring out. Upon closer inspection of these mounds I find that they are actually holes in the ground that are overflowing with smoldering debris. The burnt materials includes large chunks of wood and scraps of metal or plastic, and partial or complete bodies of dead children. The skin of the dead children was a ghastly gray colour where the flesh remained uncharred and completely black where it was. The uncharred, grey flesh was cracked and peeling, like it was made of leather or something. Their eye sockets were all empty and their tiny mouths agape as if in a perpetual silent scream. I suspect that these smoldering mounds were someone's attempt to cover up some horrific crime and I quickly retreat from there, feeling ill, angry and downright disturbed.

      I see a gathering of people in the dirtance and walk towards them. When I am close enough I can see that it is a large group of men, of varying ethnicities, wearing white robes and sitting in four large groups. The groups are arranged in four sqaure patterns and every man is sitting facing due wast. There are several men in black robes walking in slow circles around the large group. I am approached by one of these men and I notice as he gets closer that he is leading a child by the hand. The child looks exactly the same as the dead children in the smoldering mounds - gray, cracked skin, empty eye sockets, etc. except that this child is very much alive. The child's head turns in my direction, lips moving as if to say something, but the man in the black robe interupts and tells me that I am not welcome there, because I am a woman, before continuing on his way with the child in tow.

      I see that all of the men in black robes are leading living dead children around, and all of them divert from their circular march around the large group, at least once, to tell me to that I am not welcome there because women are not allowed. I ignore all of them and go where I damn well please. I try to get information about the dead children, and the condition of the living children, but no one will answer me, but neither does anyone try to force me to leave: they just express their disapproval of a woman being there, then go about their way.

      The sun begins to set and the large group of men in white robes begin to chant in a monotonous, unfarmiliar language. I skip through the gaps in their group and revel in the fact that I am someplace where I am not welcome, especially because of a trivial social construct such as gender. While I get a few angry or condescending looks, none of the men stop chanting or try to force me out. Since I cannot get any answers from anyone about the children, I eventually wander elsewhere.
    13. Grocery Store Prison

      by , 12-09-2007 at 06:00 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      The dream starts off in a large grocery store. I am in the frozen food section looking for something and there are several people throughout the store who appear to be shoppers. I look over my should at one point and see a former friend of mine, Cathy, standing in the doorway to the supply room. I am not happy to see her and I am even more annoyed by the smug look she has on her face. Everyone who I thought at first were random shoppers, myself included, turn out to be prisoners who have to "work off their debt" to be free. Cathy is the one who has imprisoned us and forces us to work in the grocery store, and as of yet no one has ever worked off their debt or escaped.

      I am stocking in the soup isle and I find a newborn, sleeping baby, wrapped in a white blanket, laying in a sale bin. I sense that she is related to me somehow and I so pick her up. Slave master, psycho control freak (as she is in real life) Cathy comes over to give me trouble because I am not working and I tell her that I have to call my sister-in-law to come and pick up the baby. Cathy tries to take the baby but I become confrontational and Cathy wisely backs down. For the first time in the dream she doesn't have that annoying smirk on her face because she realizes that I am not afraid of her and will do serious damage if she tries to mess with me. Cathy tells me that she can't have children at her store and I have thirty minutes to get rid of the baby. As the slave keeper walks away I yell "or what? You'll fire me?" but she does not know how to respond and disappears into her office. Several of the other prisoners seem happy to see someone stand up to the boss for once, though they meekly continue with their slave labor.

      I leave the grocery store and enter into the large shopping center to which it is attached and beeline for a public phone to call my sister-in-law. She says that she and my brother will be there shortly and I tell them to meet me at the mall entrance. I have no intention of returning to the grocery store and plan on using my brother and sister-in-law as my escape route. When they finally arrive, my sister-in-law takes the baby and says that she is happy to have her daughter back and thanks me for taking care of her. I jump into their mini-van and tell my brother to floor it, but he just stares at me blankly and asks me if I have to get back to work. (*facepalm*) I call him an idiot and tell him to drive and when he protests my sister-in-law also gets on his case until finally he drives away from the mall.

      I am both excited and apprehensive. I wonder how long it is before Cathy figures out I got away and hope to get as far away as I can before then. My brother drives along a road that follows the ocean. The sky is overcast and grey it is slightly foggy. We drive in silence for a long time before my sister-in-law asks how work was and I tell her about the perpetual slavery that the workers are forced to endure. My brother asks me something, but I forget what now, before suddenly swerving his mini-van off the road and into the ocean. The vehicle goes deep enough to fill halfway with water and get stuck in the sand, but not deep enough to sink and submerge the entire mini-van. My sister-in-law just gazes out the front window, cradling the baby, like nothing has happened. I feel extremely mortified that my brother is a complete moron, but cannot get a reason out of him when I demand to know why he has sabatoged my plan for escape. I know that now the mini-van has been disabled, I will eventually be found and sent back to work at the grocery store prison, and that makes me very frustrated and angry.
    14. Highschool Fortress

      by , 11-01-2006 at 07:23 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      This dream starts off in the lobby of a building that seems to be a cross between my old two-storey highschool and some sort of castle or fortress. The layout is similar to how I remember it though some of the hallways have unusual maze-like twists or dead ends. Everything seems to be made of white or grey marble on the inside of the building and white brick and silvery metal on the outside. The entire school/castle sits on the edge of a limestone cliff and overlooks a vast, waveless ocean. The atmosphere outside is perpetually clouded over and foggy.

      There are many students and teachers wandering about the halls and everyone is wearing long, flowing gowns and robes that I can only describe as high fantasy fashion (much like Peter Jackson's Lord of the Rings). It is the first day of school and I am ascending the main staircase to get to the office on the second floor because I cannot find my schedule and I have no idea where to go (this is something that actually happened to me, but on my first day of college, not highschool). I expect there to be a set of glass doors at the top of the stairs, which would lead to the hall that leads to the office, but instead there is just a large pane of glass which will not budge when I press on it.

      To my left there is a metal door (in reality there is an empty space there, which drops down to the first floor) and when I go through it I find myself in the auditorium. I almost become lucid at this point because I know that this is the incorrect layout of my old highschool, but there is a flash of blue light from behind me that distracts me from my thought process. I turn around and see a little girl run right through the glass pane. She has short dark brown hair, a white frilly dress, a dark red cloak or cape, and she looks to be about 4 or 5 years old. Anyway I follow her and find that I too can now walk through the glass pane, but the little girl has disappeared and I can only see random students and teachers wandering around.

      I walk down the hall to the office and find that it looks nothing like I remember it. Where the main entrance to the office should be there is a window with no glass and a large ledge. It looks like a concession stand or something. I can see into the office, but there does not appear to be a door to get in or out. There are two men on the other side of the window doing paper work and they both seem out of place. Unlike everyone else in the school who are dressed in flowing robes and are average looking people, the two men in the office are dressed in normal modern clothing and look like trolls or something. One has brown leathery skin and pointy ears and the other has a dark blue scales and large horns sticking out at the top of his head. They both stare and scoff in a condescending manner when I tell them that I have no idea where to go. I kind of "faze out" as the two office workers are finding what I need and I only snap out of my daydream when I notice the papers on the ledge right in front of me. The office workers snicker at me and tell me to hurry along because the bell rang while I was off in la-la-land.

      Before I go anywhere ask them about the head of an animal I can see on a wall behind them. I can not recall what kind of animal it was but I am sure it was a buffalo or a bull or something. It had to be a fresh kill because there was blood running down the wall from where it was mounted. The trolls tell me that they just killed the animal that morning and mounted the head because they did not know what else to do with it. I ask them if I can have it because I am interested in cooking the brains and promise to bring them some if they hand it over. They give me the animal head and I gleefully skip off and boil that animal's brain after draining all the blood and collecting it in a glass vial. I am still in the school but I have lost all interest in going to class because I cannot think of anything else except cooking and eating the brains.

      I return to the office window some time later and offer some of the meat to the troll-like office workers. I tell them that it tastes just like liver or steak (I can no longer remember exactly which one I said) and they accept what portions I offer but say that I had better have more to share. I do not know what they mean but just then a stern-faced, grey-haired old woman appears and demands that I offer her some as well. Apparently she is the principal and she is there to investigate why I am neglecting my classes in preference to cooking animal brains. I give her half of the meat that I have left and she decides to let me off this time because she likes that taste of the food I offer.

      Just then the bell rings, because school is over, and everyone leaves for the day. I hide in a corner and eat my food because I am in no hurry and I think it is strange anyone is trying to leave because there seems to be nothing outside of the school except for the ocean in the back and never-ending fog everywhere else. When I am done eating my brains, I mean, the brains I cooked, I go to the main lobby on the first floor and contemplate going outside into the fog. From behind me there is a flash of blue light and when I turn around I see the little girl in the white dress running down the hall and disappear around a corner. I try to follow but bolts of lightning shoot out of the ground every time I get close and I have to stop or jump out of the way to avoid being hit.

      I lose sight of the little girl and find that I have become lost in the maze-like halls. I see a set of metal doors at the end of one hall and when I go through them I end up in a stairwell that is made of red brick (rather than white brick like the rest of the school). There are steps that seem to lead up to the second floor but I am not interested in going there so I try to exit through the large metal door whence I came. Unfortunately the doors have locked behind me and I have no choice but to go up the stairs. When I am at the top I discover that there are actually two doors and one leads into the second floor hall while the other seems to lead outside. I go out the door that leads outside and find myself on a metal fire escape that overlooks a large courtyard - which in turn overlooks the ocean behind the school. The marble floor of the courtyard is broken up and smashed, with some pieces overlapping, layered or on a dangerous slant. There is only one large slab of marble that is flat and it is near the cliff edge.

      On the flat piece of marble I can see the little girl and she is standing with three other people. There is a gargoyle-like man, a tall slender woman with wings and a little boy dressed in black. The four of them stare out over the water and continue to do so even as I descend the fire escape as far as I can. The last ten steps are twisted, crushed or broken off and I have to jump onto the smashed and jagged marble below. When I am on the ground I have to navigate the broken pieces of marble like a maze. I hear a loud, raspy yell in the direction of the four people, followed by a gurgling sound and soon after a thick black smoke starts billowing into the cloudy sky. I cannot see what is going on because the layers of broken marble are blocking my view.

      When I finally find my way to the flat slab of marble, there is a large bonfire in the center and I can see two arms sticking out of it. The winged woman is still staring out over the ocean and I can now see that her wings are broken and bleeding. The little girl and boy are poking the fire with sticks and I assume that it is the gargoyle like man in the fire because he is no where in sight. I ask the children what they are doing my they ignore me. I walk over to the winged woman and ask what is going on and she glances at me for just a moment then turns back towards ocean. She says that she wants "to go there," but cannot do so because she cannot fly. I look in the direction she is pointing and I see the faint outline of land in the distance. I cannot tell if it is another continent or an island. I try talking to the winged woman again, but she ignores me.

      I turn back to the children and see them scrapping meat off the arms in the fire and eating it. I go over and ask them why they are eating the gargoyle man but just then the arms in the fire seem to come to life and pull themselves out. The arms are not much more than charred bones now but they still drag themselves along the ground and try to grab at the feet of the children and I. The little girl does not seem fazed and she just side steps the attack, but the little boy freaks out, runs to the edge of the cliff and throws himself into the ocean. I avoid the skeletal arms and try to go after the boy, but he is much faster than me and lunges over the cliff before I can reach him. The winged woman is completely unaffected by the commotion and continues to stare at the land across the ocean like nothing is happening.

      The little girl turns to me and says that all of this is my fault because I am "not supposed to talk about it." She then does something to the skeletal arms (though I cannot remember what) and the attack is stopped. The little girl then picks up the arms and tosses them into some marble debris to her left. She then walks to the edge of the cliff where the little boy went over and just stares down over the cliff. The winged woman suddenly jumps from the edge and begin frantically flapping her broken and bleeding wings in an attempt to fly. She screams as her wings shred and tear apart and she falls into the ocean. As soon as she hits the water she disappears and does not resurface. I was fearful that the little girl would end up in the water too, but she had started laughing when the winged woman fell and continued to do so even as I went over to her. I do not recall anymore as the dream seemed to end there.
    15. Rocket Lighthouse

      by , 01-07-2003 at 07:07 AM
      Morning of January 7, 2003. Tuesday.



      My wife Zsuzsanna and I are in an unfamiliar restaurant, seemingly in early afternoon, and near a large window (about a restaurant table away in distance, as other people are at tables closer to the window as such), from about two feet from the floor to about two feet from the ceiling, with a wide view of the ocean, rocky shore, and a red lighthouse. I eventually get the impression that we are also in a lighthouse, though that is not very logical (as only one lighthouse is needed in a region), and our view via the window is at ground level.

      Over time, my father (April 26, 1901-February 14, 1979) is seen in silhouette in the distance only. (My dream self has no recollection of his death, as is often the case in my non-lucid dreams.) He looks as if he is doing something with an air hose, bending down somewhat (in profile oriented to the right) towards something on or near the ground). I am aware that he may be involved in the maintenance of these buildings.

      The lighthouse turns out to be (or rather, turns into) a rocket. It lifts off slowly, without incident. The beauty of the ocean also holds my attention and I “remember” we are near Cape Kennedy, though that was its name from 1963 to 1973, and is actually now known again as Cape Canaveral.

      I have some doubts though, about remaining in the restaurant. There is some movement as if of a mild “earthquake”. It seems we are lifting off, yet the view from the window remains of the rocky shore with no hint that we are rising as it seems other than a mild physical awareness of such. Perhaps we are not actually in a rocket and the vibrations are from another rocket that is not presently seen.



      Most relevant key terms:

      • Water induction as dream state initiation; water symbolizing sleep and its status (most common induction form, virtually every day for over fifty years in at least one dream of a twenty-four hour period).
      • Exit flight waking symbolism (similar to return flight waking system but probably not as common, though basically meaning the same thing; RAS symbolism and inner ear dynamics in the waking transition).
      • My wife Zsuzsanna in romantic scenario.
      • Father alive without recollection he had died.
      • Vibration as symbolic of growing awareness of my real physical body upon slowly waking.
      • Being at a public restaurant (mild hunger while sleeping).
      • Red as waking priority (common, typically only in the last dream of a sleeping period when I have been sleeping a bit too long).
      • Waking symbolism (and dream self attention) oriented to the right (most common).


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