Date of Dream: TUE 11 JUL - 2017 Dream No. 151 - Transformed Mario Kart I remember entering the dream with these really nice songs playing in my car, which I eventually tried to sing to. I then ended up at this random fantasy like town and was walking around for a bit. There were all these dome shaped houses around which I explored the outsides of. Soon, I saw this whole crowd of MallWorld girls and there was one there that mentally reminded me of WB due to the very striking resemblance in appearance. I then looked off the balcony I was on, to the main town square, which was facing out to the ocean. There were these four arcade machines set up next to each other and there were teddies occupying three of them. There was a complication though, where there was a maximum versus option of two players, and so one was going to be left out. Out of nowhere came WB, with her typical frizzy hair and pencil dress appearance, offering to have a game with the lonely teddy. The game was a crossover between Mario Kart and Super Mario 64 but it was mostly based on Mario Kart. I noticed that the teddy was playing as Toad but I didn't know who WB was playing as. I did see though that Toad was constantly trying to knock Wario off the track. I then had a look on the map and payed attention to the character icon... I found out that WB was indeed playing as Wario. The race track was Delfino Plaza and soon, there was a major obstacle to face on this track. Players had to fly over a building on their glider and bounce off it at the right time or they would be killed. The dream showed Mario performing the action but he hit the ground too hard and so his game over screen showed up... The rest could keep racing. WB had made Wario hit the ground too hard but since Wario had a cap on him, he did not die... He only lost the cap. WB then raced Wario frantically to get the green cap back which actually this time took effect and turned him into Luigi. The dream then went back to my perspective where I was watching the gameplay from a balcony. While holding a Killester school diary, I walked past these girls in green/olive pinafore uniforms and started singing to myself. I felt happy that WB and the teddy were playing together. I remember I titled the song “Cantar Una Tzibar”. I then woke up. Dream Trophies Achieved: - None This dream was really interesting. This dream actually didn't happen during my night time cycles. I woke up at 7:30 and about 8:40, I was planning to fall back asleep before I had to have an early get up at 9:30 to go somewhere, although my mum did say that if I got up later, it didn't matter. So for about 10 - 15 minutes, I was talking to Dreamy WB (a technique I use to try improve quality of dreams as well as real life). I originally told her, "you have to wake me up before 9:30". Then a few minutes later, I changed my mind said to her "focus on the dream, don't worry about the 9:30 wake up". But then I fell asleep at 9:00 and when I woke up, saw it was 9:26. Proves that I can have an awesome dream and tackle the 9:30 wake up time!
Hey Dreamviews, I've been out of practice for a while but I woke up and had remembered this dream because it stuck out so much to me, I'm curious about peoples interpretation or even just comments on it as a whole, please forgive typos, I jotted this down as fast as I could when I got out of bed. I'm standing in an old seemingly worn down building with a little Mexican boy in the higher floors of the mansion that seems to be falling apart, myself as well as three other children (Something I noted half way through writing this is I was a child as well.), two females one male, who has glasses as well as an older woman named (Rebecca?) who seemed to be in her late twenties (28 or so if I had to guess.), I know the boy's father, whether the name Rodrigo belongs to the child or the father I won't know, but I know the father and I know he built something for me in the land of my dreams, whether it is a monument or a memory I don't know but I'm determined to find out and remember this for future reference. When I told the boy that he looked exactly like his father he merely smiled, Rodrigo seemingly happy about the 'news' that I had remembered, the tall Mexican woman wearing modest clothing was somewhat attractive, though the only gestures I remember her making was a curt bow and a smile when I first met her, though she seemed to smile and nod whenever the little boy did, I get the feeling that she isn't his mother, maybe an aunt or nanny of some sort. Us children ran through the upper floors of the seemingly infinitely tall mansion, the small Mexican boy waving happily in tandem with his presumable caretaker, we take care ignoring the wood as it already seemed decayed long ago, though the countless holes leading to the bottom or gaps where the mansion was simply pulled apart like a fissure still remain, we run through the walls of the mansion, through a sizable hole being our 'doorway', a sort of void meeting us as we run along the scattered remnants of wood that merely floated in this strange place, not reacting to our weight or presence as we skirted through it just fine, the other children happily laughing and giggling as they passed as I tried not to fall. When we go through an identical 'hole' at the other side of the room we are greeted by a room that looks identical to the one we had started in, however to the right I see an even larger fissure, seemingly bottomless when I look into the pit below.We play an odd sort of game, one of us would summon various 'platforms' which all of us had to quickly run and jump on before the next person would do the same to reach the other side. The other boy quickly failed on the second jump, falling into the void with a drawn out "Nooo!" while the others seemed just as happy as they were moments ealier, one of the little girls cheerfully informed me that because one of us lost, we all lost the game, though she happily conjures a floor to replace the void we risked falling into, with the new floor I continued in reaching the other side, noting an odd 'tear' in reality which only became visible as I approached, the ghostly yet radiant white light shining from it and offsetting the natural looming darkness of the unnatural place that we were in. I could not get any closer to the 'tear' but I didn't have the urge to pass through, I felt I was not ready yet as I turned around and once more returned to the other side I was greeted again by the smiling face of Rebecca, who merely smiled as she kneeled and gave me a gentle hug, I woke up at this time with the overwhelming urge that I need to find this odd boys 'Father' and what it is he built for me. ---I would like to point out that I have EXTREME trouble conjuring things but at some point I was able to in this dream without even thinking about it, something I noted as I was publishing this.
Dream 1 (non-lucid): "Played StarCraft, my girlfriend (Yvonne) wanted me to come sleep with her on the couch. Then I played Wordfeud against a friend (Steffen)." Dream 2 (non-lucid): "Played a racing game on playstation and then I watched Yvonne play chess against my dad. She cheated. Then we were at our cabin up in the mountain. There were lots on snow inside the cabin and we had burried us quite deep. My girlfriend then asks me if I want to have sex there (haha!). My dad comes around a corner and we have to hide. He then says "The snow will last for some time in here, so I want to hang a light crown here". " Dream 3 (non-lucid): "Was on the run. Ran away from some bad people. One bald guy I remember (looked like bruce willis). I also swam away from them."
I am sitting on the floor in an old daycare that I used to attend when I was 4 years old. I am about the same age I am now (26) and a girl that I used to be best friends with when I was in junior high, Amanda, is there with me. She is sitting to the right of me. We are both sitting like children sometimes do, with our legs spread out to the sides in a V shape. We both have a giant piece of paper in front of us. My task is to write something about the person I am today. I feel unsure of what to write and I don't want anyone to judge me so I don't write anything. Instead I sit there and rip a piece of the top right hand corner off and play with it for awhile. I look to see if Amanda has written anything and she hasn't either. The room is laid out exactly how I remember it in real life. The teachers desk is diagonally to the left of me. The back door to go outside to the playground is to my immediate left. The cubby room is right behind me. The bathroom is right behind Amanda. The classroom door that enters from the hallway is on the other side of the room to the right. There are lots of little kids in this classroom and we are way too grown to be in here with them! It seems a little strange to me but I don't think about it too much. Amanda and I are now in the corner across the room playing around two desks. We seem to have built a 'fort' with our personal belongings, just like little kids often do. We decorated this area with our handbags, sunglasses, shoes and lip glosses. Pauly D from jersey shore is in the room with us too. He is sitting on the floor near the door in a circle with about 3 other little kids. Next to them sits the teacher on the floor with the rest of the classroom sitting with her. I can feel Amanda's negativity towards me, like always. I pull out my iphone4 and suddenly a loud voice is heard from my phone saying, "annyeonghaseyo". It is my Korean language learning app and I am embarrassed. I quickly try to shut it off and suddenly Pauly D repeats it and then starts singing the entire Korean alphabet to me! I am impressed. He comes over and I ask him where he learned to speak the language. He tells that he works for the night club, "Bleu", and his manager made all of the employees learn to speak it. This excites me. I smile and say, "that's because a lot of Korean people must go there!!!!!" Amanda starts feeling jealous that Pauly D is paying more attention to me than her so she begins to compete with me for his attention. She leaves me to go play poker with him and the other kids. I want to join but I am a little rusty on my poker skills and I am afraid if I play I will loose and look dumb. I sit behind Amanda and watch. The teacher says something to me but I forget. Amanda is flirting hard with Pauly D and totally ignoring me. I feel like I need to pee so I tell Amanda I am going to put my shoes on before going into the bathroom, because walking into the bathroom without shoes is just nasty. She looks at me with a vague expression and I get up and walk over to the corner where I left my shoes. On my way I pass the bathroom. I look in and realize their are no doors or curtains, and the toilets are little tiny baby toilets! I decide I'd rather hold it than to be embarrassed by someone walking by and seeing me with my pants down. I put my shoes on and clean up all of my stuff so I don't loose anything. I feel excluded. I hang out in the corner by myself and decide I want to roll myself an ice cream cone. I end up rolling two. I use waffle cone wraps that are soft with vanilla ice cream. Pauly D walks over and asks if he can have one. I give him the 2nd one I rolled which is less pretty than the first. He stands there talking to me and I can feel Amanda getting extremely jealous and upset.
Updated 08-16-2012 at 02:15 AM by 57320
8-18-11 D2 or D3, not sure. I don't remember how this one started. I think I had been at some sort of camp. Or maybe a park. In either case, a bunch of guys from my high school and I were at this giant, metal playplace. Giant as in 80 feet tall and 30 feet on a side, if not more. All of us had instruments except me, who sang as everyone else played a Petra song. (It was either "Sight Unseen", "Hey World", or "Dead Re coning". I'm pretty sure it was "Dead Reckoning". I remember clearly a certain instrument that my friend Sabin was carrying. He had a bass guitar with two necks, but they came out of the body of the guitar at a 90-degree angle from each other. The second-to-lowest string post (or whatever you call where the string holds on to the body) had two strings coming out, one for each neck, and the rest of the strings had their own grounding to the body for each neck. I remember that we had previously done a different Petra song on a different giant metal playplace of sorts, but I have no distinct recollection of that. Before THAT, we had been at some sort of camp house nearby. A really cool thing I remember doing in my dream happened when we were all at the top of the structure. I wanted to beat the rest of the 'band' back down to ground level, so I test-jumped off the top level (again, where we were), landed, looked back, rewinded the dream so that I was back on top with the 'band', and told the other guys that I would beat them if we raced back down. Then I jumped again. Somehow, they almost beat me back down anyways, and I'm pretty sure Chris had a tuba. Or a Sousaphone. And Jordan had a drumset. (I have no clue how.) I might add that, while I do sing like nobody's business, Sabin doesn't play bass, Jordan doesn't play drums, and Chris most certainly does NOT play tuba. I don't even remember when the dream ended.
A windy day: I walk to a sandbox nearby the house where I live and notice that there is furniture standing here and also outside several houses. I find this a bit odd, because it is everywhere and not just outside ONE house. I also realize that it is rather windy this day, because two fabric seats blow out of what looks like some kind of heavy, wooden pulka. I wonder if I should chase after the flying seats and think that it is perhaps even my duty, but I then decide to leave it. After all, it is not my fault that someone has left something like that outside on a windy day... In the sandbox I find a large rubber ball with handles which you can sit on and bounce. I do this and I feel really happy. Afterwards I sit down on a swing and start swinging higher and higher, the way I used to when I was small. Apparently, I am able to swing higher than ever before due to the wind. When I get off the swing I notice that the wind has grown really, really strong and now even rips furniture to pieces, sending table legs and other parts of them flying in all directions. I find this rather cool. I then feel like using the rubber ball or the swing some more and therefore walk back towards them. However, when I do this I see that incredibly nosy, old woman looking at me through the window. I figure she will think I have gone nuts playing like a child and I feel uncomfortable and even a bit ashamed with her staring at me. I therefore leave the sandbox. Yeti and the metallic leg decorations: I am on a road near the forest. As I walk along the road I look to the left, into the forest. It is rather dark and a bit foggy in there and to my surprise I see a large, white creature move some distance away in there. I have some other people with me in the background and after looking at the creature for another moment I exclaim to them that it is Yeti (the snowman)! I feel a bit uneasy and even more so when Yeti turns around and starts walking in my direction. However, as he approaches he is shrinking and when he has reached me he is only about the same size as me. Now he is even looking fake somehow and I do not feel uneasy anymore, but just a bit confused. I then realize that it is only a human in a Yeti costume. The person removes the costume and I see that it is a girl in about my own age. I notice that I am wearing some kind of cool, ornate, gold colored, metal decoration on my whole right leg. I think it looks awesome and I am also fascinated that it fits so perfectly and lets me move freely even though it is made of metal. I feel very proud over this decoration and show it to the others. Several times I tell them how awesome it is. After wandering to several different places which I only remember very vaguely, I and the others (including the yeti-girl) are in a large building with a large collection of different mirrors in all sizes and shapes, with all sorts of frames. I admire my leg decoration in one of those mirrors, still fascinated over it. I now notice that the yeti-girl, who is standing next to me, also looking into the large mirror in front of us, has a similar leg decoration herself. However, hers are darker, more compact (less patterns etc) and are put on in a different way. I think that her legs are probably a bit thicker than mine. After showing her several different kinds of mirrors in the house, which she seems fascinated about, we decide to try each other's leg decorations. She puts mine on without difficulty. However, my leg is too thick for hers. I feel a bit shocked, because I had been so certain her legs were thicker than mine. When looking at my legs in the mirror now I notice that my right one is much thinner than the left. I feel surprised at first, but then come to the conclusion that those leg decorations probably make the legs temporarily thinner.
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