-1-The dream started out with everybody talking about plans to fly to northeastern Kansas, drive south to “Tukwilla,” drive south into Oklahoma, drive west along the border, north into Wichita, and go east from there and eventually and at the east coast. Meanwhile, I was looking at incredible shots of multiple tornadoes. The first shot was with 2 of them really close to each other, and the second shot was with 3 tornadoes each behind the other, all silhouettes in front of a sunset. [New Scene] The picture of those 3 tornadoes became three storm cells to the south of us in northeastern Kansas. It was during the night, and they may not have been tornadic, but I wasn’t taking any chances. I looked at the radar to see where the cells were going, and it looked like they would pass by the coming city way before we would arrive. Before we got to the city, a sudden hailstorm happened. A passing cell was dropping roughly quarter-size hail on the freeway. [New Scene] I was driving, and we(referring to family) arrived in “Tukwilla,” in southeastern Kansas. The skyline was beautiful, at least at night. It was composed of 7 buildings, at least 5 of which were standard skyscrapers, one of which was forgotten, and the 3rd from the left was pointed at the top. I wanted to take a picture, but when I did, all I got was the side of the van somehow. [New Scene] We arrived at a toll booth somehow. A dream thing happened where a broken, seemingly impassable, almost vertical path onward, apparently blocked by a tiny gate. Of course, it worked, because the car became a plastic tub and could be pulled through. [New Scene] We stayed at a house overnight. The far door opens to a junction between stairs, a living room, and another room with a PC in it. While on the PC, I googled ‘PS4 WiLD’ to see if there were any further announcements for the game. -2(L)[WILD]-The first scene was the same that I left for the most part. I got out of bed, and threw punches at the window. This didn’t break it, so I opened it instead. Next, I stood on the patio on the west side of my house. I thought of using a rectangular force field to block any annoying family DCs from interfering with me. On the double doors I used a second set of green doors and locked them. -3-There was a kid that ‘looped’ (this is unclear; his muscles kinda warped about and stuff) around 6pm every day. His mum said, “…it’s also the time that he’s open world.” (6pm-9pm, refers to the time that the kid is outside) [New Scene] Location: living room. Scene: DC[1] in a huge plastic tub with a cat sitting on his left knee; DC[2] sitting on the piano bench to my left; I am either sitting or standing in the computer room facing south; Forgotten DC sitting in the secondary rocking chair; no couch; pules of legos where the couch used to be; Dad sitting in the primary rocking chair. DC[2] had a gray wishing object, and he wished for something. Next, I decided to test the object as well. For the first test, I wished for one cat to like his sister slightly more. I didn’t see any conclusive results. Lucid Time: 2-3 minutes
Updated 12-27-2017 at 04:20 AM by 67050
I remember around the beginning and end of the dream but am forgetting a lot of the details throughout. I remember driving my truck out in the back country somewhere, driving down a dusty dirt road, a few trees scattered through-out with tall grass of slightly varied shades of greens and a few dried up patches. the time of day was either sunrise or sunset, but it looked as though the sun was setting, and the warm orange/yellow light of the sun was cast out upon this hilly field. at the end of the straight part of the dirt road it started winding at a downward angle to the left abruptly. When we(cant remember who) reached the bottom of the curved dirt road slope I parked the truck and we got out. the scene changed a lot in random order but the general area never changed location. when we got out of the truck the first time, it was getting fairly dark out, so most of the plains were darker by now. the camp site we stopped at was a small basin ("bowl" shaped depression in the earth) with a flat bottom filled with sand. some of the walls were exposed sandstone and were probably weathered to form the sandy floor. I dont know when or how, but the scene changed. it was now mid afternoon, and the camp site we were at was now deeper underground, you could still see out but it was farther in the earth and looked partially underground now like a cave. we looked around the area, i thought to my self "many other people have been here before us" because i saw some areas that were covered in piles of trash and there was some graffiti. we decided to move to a clean spot and set up camp. we were still on the sandy floor of where ever we were. I set up a single-man orange tent next to a sandstone wall. the others had set up across from me about 15 feet away. at some point we walked into a small cave passage, and the details escape me but we got to a point where we were looking out a long glass pane attached to the sandstone rock, from in the cave and we saw someone at our camp. i thought to myself i dont want him looking through my stuff because i didn't want my gun and sunglasses taken. we got back to the camp site, i grabbed my stuff out of my green back pack. I made sure i had the items. a black m9 hand gun, and my purple and yellow knockaround sunglasses. all was well and we were going into our tents to sleep. i got in my tent, and it was now pitch black out. and that is where that dream ended. another fragment, i was in my room collecting coins from my desk area. my desk is in a small section of my room where it pushed outside a bit, the desk is mounted to the wall, has a tempered glass top over it, and there is a big window on the wall in front of it that it is against. i pick up a blue coin, and a white coin, and some kid is talking to me about how he pre-ordered a game for x-box. i told him it sounded cool, then my alarm woke me.
Dream Notes I was a pirate last night. I had a crew of about 5 and we would look for treasures in the ocean. We'd have to fight monsters to get the objects from them. While on an island surrounded by mountains, my crew started a mutiny. I got off my frigate and began assassinating my former crew. I was then on land with a nearby lake battling magicians with a group of new people, still having to collect the objects. Again, I was teleported to an underground basement.I ran out and exited onto a beautiful green, grassy field with a lake, trees, and blue mountains with snow on them to the East. My objective was to drink water and get to another basement as fast as possible. The basement was a testing station. Many young kids were being tested in combatives with medieval weapons. For the third time, I was teleported back to the first basement. I proceeded to run towards the second one again. I saw a house, a well with muddy, salty water that I didn't want to drink, and the basement I first came out of. I saw a vision of a map and it showed where I had to go. As I ran, I saw a huge castle surrounded by walls. I thought maybe that was a small town. I also saw a structure right in front of the walls, and what looked like a cave further down to the left. Another castle was parallel to the cave. When I passed it, the basement was right behind it. I proceeded down in a hurry. I noticed an old man talking to a young boy who was sitting cross-legged. I grabbed the ladder, hit my feet on the ground, and teleported to the testing chamber. All of the contestants I saw were preteen girls. This is one of my favorites dreams. The place I saw while running was calming and it's probably the place I'd love to camp out or live at.
BiscuitHappyz's Dream More fragments last night. Sorry about that. But I do have a fun little extra... Fragment #1: I had a dream that about three of my middle school friends were in, and we were walking through the sunny and not very dense pine forest outside of my elementary school. One, let's call him Yarblarblar, was yanking on my hair, and it stung a bit. "Stop that, please," I say. Yarblarblar laughs and continues anyway. "Stop," I said after a while of him tugging, and more assertive this time. Yarblarblar thinks this is hysterical, but ceases for the time being. I could tell he was going to do it again, though. I saw a large stick wedged into the ground near a towering pine tree, and I got an idea. I walked slowly, waiting for Yarblarblar to resume pulling. Once he did, I pulled the stick out of the ground with my left hand, as though it was a lighter version of the Excaliber. I swung it at his ribcage, and it narrowly passed through his block. It smacked him within three seconds of when I withdrew the stick from the ground. And he hunched over, clutching his rib. "Owww," He moaned. "Whoops," I said, sincerely. "Didn't mean to hit that hard, mate. You okay?" Fragment #2: I was playing a Minecraft 1.8.2 patch, and was slaughtering a pack of pigs. I was in a bright green plain surrounded by rainforest. So yeah. Pirate version: I had a dream that about three o' me middle school buckos were in, and we were walkin' through t' sunny and not very dense pine forest outside o' me elementary school. One, let's call him Squid-Brained Scallywag, was yankin' on me hair, and it stung a bit. "Oi, stop that, matey, if ye will," Says I. Squid-Brained Scallywag laughs and continues anyway. "Avast! Ye should stop now, bucko, if ye know what's good for ye." I said after a while o' him tuggin', and more assertive this time. Squid-Brained Scallywag thinks this be hysterical, but quits for t' time bein'. Avast, I could tell he was goin' t' do it again. I saw a big arse stick wedged into t' ground near a big arse pine, and I got an idea. I walked slowly, waitin' for Squid-Brained Scallywag t' go back a pullin'. Once he did, I pulled t' stick out o' t' ground with me port hand, like it were a lighter version o' Black beard's cutlass. I swung it at his middle, and it closely sailed through his arms. It smacked the fool in three seconds from o' when I withdrew t' stick from t' ground. And he hunched over, clutchin' his rib. "Owww," Says he. "Yarrr," I said, sincerely. "Get yerself out o' t' bung hole, mate. You okay?" Fragment #2: I be playing Minecraft 1.8.2 patch, and was escortin' a crew o' pig to Davy Jones' Locker. I was in a bright green flatland surrounded by rainforest. Aye. Arrr, happy yap like a man o' t' seas day to ye! EDIT: This managed to take a spot on the Lucid Inquirer, for Dream Journal Weekly! Thanks for choosing it!
Updated 09-24-2011 at 04:40 PM by 49493
BiscuitHappyz's Dream More fragments last night. Sorry about that. But I do have a fun little extra... Fragment #1: I had a dream that about three of my middle school friends were in, and we were walking through the sunny and not very dense pine forest outside of my elementary school. One, let's call him Yarblarblar, was yanking on my hair, and it stung a bit. "Stop that, please," I say. Yarblarblar laughs and continues anyway. "Stop," I said after a while of him tugging, and more assertive this time. Yarblarblar thinks this is hysterical, but ceases for the time being. I could tell he was going to do it again, though. I saw a large stick wedged into the ground near a towering pine tree, and I got an idea. I walked slowly, waiting for Yarblarblar to resume pulling. Once he did, I pulled the stick out of the ground with my left hand, as though it was a lighter version of the Excaliber. I swung it at his ribcage, and it narrowly passed through his block. It smacked him within three seconds of when I withdrew the stick from the ground. And he hunched over, clutching his rib. "Owww," He moaned. "Whoops," I said, sincerely. "Didn't mean to hit that hard, mate. You okay?" Fragment #2: I was playing a Minecraft 1.8.2 patch, and was slaughtering a pack of pigs. I was in a bright green plain surrounded by rainforest. So yeah. Pirate version: I had a dream that about three o' me middle school buckos were in, and we were walkin' through t' sunny and not very dense pine forest outside o' me elementary school. One, let's call him Squid-Brained Scallywag, was yankin' on me hair, and it stung a bit. "Oi, stop that, matey, if ye will," Says I. Squid-Brained Scallywag laughs and continues anyway. "Avast! Ye should stop now, bucko, if ye know what's good for ye." I said after a while o' him tuggin', and more assertive this time. Yarblarblar thinks this be hysterical, but quits for t' time bein'. Avast, I could tell he was goin' t' do it again. I saw a big arse stick wedged into t' ground near a big arse pine, and I got an idea. I walked slowly, waitin' for Squid-Brained Scallywag t' go back a pullin'. Once he did, I pulled t' stick out o' t' ground with me port hand, like it were a lighter version o' Black beard's cutlass. I swung it at his middle, and it closely sailed through his arms. It smacked the fool in three seconds from o' when I withdrew t' stick from t' ground. And he hunched over, clutchin' his rib. "Owww," Says he. "Yarrr," I said, sincerely. "Get yerself out o' t' bung hole, mate. You okay?" Fragment #2: I be playing Minecraft 1.8.2 patch, and was escortin' a crew o' pig to Davy Jones' Locker. I was in a bright green flatland surrounded by rainforest. Aye. Arrr, happy yap like a man o' t' seas day to ye!
3/11-12. 1. Looking at Chucks. Dickies store? Selling for $50 (I'm not exactly sure if this was from tonight, but I remembered it when I went to a store that sold shoes today. Could have been from the night before, or 2 days ago [been horrible lately abut writing dreams down right when I wake up]) In a house and I’m sitting on the floor, beige. Dad and I then walk around the house, like it’s a tour. It’s Gma V’s house. I’m wearing an SCBA mask for some reason, purge the bypass. There’s quite a bit of remodeling work being done. Lots of art, glasswork, and pictures around and on the being of being clutter, like a mansion. Then there’s stuff that’s broken or stolen. Gma knows who it is. I examine a broken glass piece. Outside and see some windows broken out, 2 story house. Then I’m lying on my stomach and there’s a super deep hole in the ground and other people are stuck on ledges. I’m a little uncomfy on that edge so scoot back a little. Christopher Loyd (Doc from Back to the Future) falls. We start to turn off the lighting for some reason. We get a system of 2x4’s set up and they’re placed in a certain order and they help pull up the people trapped. It’s my job to put the boards in the correct spot (I have had this dream before about the mine shaft, Doc falling in, and the board system). Then Herman Munster (from The Munsters) is helping us out. Then we’re on some plains, looks like Stonefield from Rift, and there’re these pins I have to stick in the ground to keep monsters away. I’m examining the tag and pin because the pin goes into the center of the tag, but looks like it barely stays on and could come off easily. Then the pin and tag have turned into the guy from Inglourious Basterds, the one that says, “How fun!” He’s in a tank and is stiff like an action figure, the tag is his base, like a plastic Army man. He’s kind of yelling at his tank crew about something
Updated 03-13-2011 at 12:05 AM by 28615
Original entry dated July 21, 2003: First, I dreamed there was a fire in Tucson, Arizona, and this woman was trying to beat back the flames and save her house, and she wound up getting horribly burned. Then the dream changed and we lived on the plains in Africa, or it was in Australia, and there were all of these fires, and animals were running away, etc. and as soon as we thought we'd put them out the fire would come back again... And there were these reservoirs/waterholes... made of concrete, or something... that used to serve some sort of purpose, but now people just swam in them. Then we were driving through the country in this horribly beaten up truck and stayed in this house... the houses were like 10 miles apart and most were deserted anyway... anyway, the one guy's great grandmother was dying, and they were sure she was gonna go tonight. I'd been being pestered/tormented by ghosts and spirits and stuff and the house itself was actually particularly bad in that respect, but he said to go in and talk to her before she died, about some sort of ritual that was supposed to help me, where I walked down an aisle with my head down and the priest prayed for me... or whatever... I don't remember the specifics, only that it was done a certain way and she knew the right way.
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