23 September 2015 Her name? She had no name as far as I knew or if she did I never had a chance to know it. I suppose “Kimmerle” would be a fitting name for her. A name that means “grief and trouble.” Kim’s profession is still fuzzy to me, I’m not even sure if she had one per se but as I observed the events of her life unfold from her point of view throughout the duration of this dream it was clear that, at least for a time, she was embarking on some investigative journalism. It began during the day, there was a party being held in what appeared to be the basement of Victory Bible (a church I attended when I was younger). This woman’s intentions were unclear but as far as I could surmise she was attempting to get some intel on an older gentlemen who was attending the party. He was sitting in the back while everyone else was enjoying the party. He was an elderly man, with little hair left on his scalp. He wore glasses and white polo shirt with cackies. She sat with him and spoke about…something. I can not well remember what that something was but I know that it pertained to the personal lives of a number of the people at this party and that if word of their conversation got around there would be repercussions. It is for this reason that Kim and this man kept this conversation to themselves. At some point the man got anxious and demanded Kim to leave him and stop asking questions. I suppose they were getting close to getting caught. I vaguely remember a woman becoming frustrated with Kim and the man for some reason. She may have been on to what they were talking about. Although I was viewing everyting from Kimmerle’s point of view I was aware of her appearance. She had light brown hair and was slightly tan. She had it down in curls. At least that was the case when she was at the party but things changed when she got back to her home. For one thing I saw that she lived in an anacronistic Victorian style home and while I have no memory of her looking in any mirrors I know that her hair had changed from brown to brunette and was up in a bun. She was no dressed in a dress reminescent of the ones that were worn back in the Victorian era. The house appeared to have electricity. In this point in the dream it was nightfall and it appeared that Kim’s life had gotted drastically worse. Her mother was sick and bedridden and her sister along with other members of her family ostricized and criticized her. It seemed that she did not have a friend in the world at this point and I could tell that she was very unhappy with where her life was. It was imlied that her mother’s condition was somehow her fault. I am not sure if this was in any way related to the interview she conducted with that man. All I could tell was that something had gone horribly wrong, her mother was sick and dying as a result, her family was scornful towards her, and whatever it was that had gone wrong may have been all her fault and I think that she did blame herself for whatever events had transpired. This may have been a single dream but the events hereafter appeared to take place over the course of several days. I was even able to witness Kim crawl into bed, go to sleep at night, and wake up the next morning. I don’t remember the details of the events but I do have vague memories of family members coming in to give Kimmerle a hard time. Even her own mother whome Kim was keeping in her house had nothing but harsh words for her. Three days seemed to pass. On the third night Kim was playing a game on her laptop. She was sitting outside the house. I got the sense that this was a means of escape for her since her life was basically a mess. At some point I gained control of Kimmerle’s body and looked up at the sky. The Earth was rotating much faster than normal as I could actually see the stars racing across the sky. I was not aware that this was a dream but somehow I knew that time was passing by faster than normal and now I knew why. It was mezmerising, I had always wondered what it would be like to see a real live timelaps of the stars making their rounds. But at the same time there was something terrifying about it. For some reason I could only look up at the sky for short period of time because seeing the sky like this filled me with fear. I saw the sun was beginning to rise so (still in Kim’s body) I rushed back inside as I know her mother would not be happy find her daughter spending her nights out playing games (I am not sure how I knew that or why I even cared). Another day came and went and the events were lost in memory. At this point Kim had regained control of her body. It was now the fourth night. Kim was lying in bed getting ready to go to sleep but then she heard a noise. Somehow we both knew that it was a man in her mother’s room although neither of us was sure what is intentions were. At this point it felt as though Kim and I shared control of her body. Her will was mine and my will was her’s. We both wanted to make sure that mother was alright but neither of us actually wanted to go out there out of fear. I am not sure if Kim was really aware of my presence within her soul (I guess I was within her soul, I’m not sure how else to describe it). When we peeked out the door of Kim’s room we saw the silhouette of a man scurrying out the front door. At this point we shut the door and proceeded to panic. We were not really sure what it was that were afraid of but something about that man’s aspect really spooked us. The last thing I saw was the window of Kim’s room. The curtains were shut and there was an orange light coming through. I awoke in a cold sweat, my heart was racing. I don’t know what it was that frightened me just then but I was happy to be awake.
Updated 09-24-2015 at 05:48 AM by 69528
The Slaughtering Factory I'm at a slaughtering factory and I'm watching the process of how it works. They're using chickens and cats, it's fucken sickening. I love animals so much, I can't understand how someone could do this job for a living. There's 2 guys on a production line, where the Animals come from. There's holes where they throw the Animals down to there death I'm guessing. There's a live cat and they pore petrol over it and then let it roam. This starts to effects the cat and makes it weak and looking as if it's eventually going to die. Someone tells me that it's had a tablet and it'll die. Dance Like No Ones Watching I'm outside a house and I'm with 2 others. I see some of my close family on other side of road. I stand with a lite kid about 30 meters away from my family, and we communicate that way. The kid talks for a while and I compliment him saying that he speaks better then I do. I remember seeing the ground look like burned rubber. I'm inside the house now and someone said they laughed at what we said around the side of house. I'm at a petrol station with Marleigh and a few others that I recognize. We all start dancing and looking like idiots, but we continue dancing. I begin thinking about how we look silly but don't want that to stop me, and that I shouldn't feel silly, I'm joking around having fun. I begin pretending to rap silently but move my mouth and hands as if I was really doing so.
26/08/2014 0000-0801 I remember being with my dad on some obstacle course over a river. There were many dangers. Rapids, crocodiles, and mountain lions. They were always taunting us along the river. I think I've actually been to this section of river before in another dream. Eventually we got to some wooden platforms we had to climb. I climbed up first, but then a crocodile attacked my dad. Many more crocodiles started attacking him, too. There were also mountain lions attacking. I tried to do everything I could do to save him, but it was too late. I then tried to revert to a previous point like in ksp, but I couldn't. I was more saddened than frightened.
A group of people including me are performing an operation, We’re inside a house stealthily moving around as we take down black-clothed people. When we’re done, I go into the bedrooms to make sure we didn’t miss any adults. I turn the light on and see kids asleep. They’re Japanese. In the other bedroom, the mother is sleeping. Before we leave, I pause and tell them to go ahead. They pause and look at me before going. I start looking around the house and things. In the kitchen, I grab a box. I’m looking at stuff on a shelf and see a bunch of writing utensils. I reach over to grab some and the pile shifts but doesn’t fall. I see a golden gel pen and take it before going in the kitchen again. I get confused as I look down and see my small box and a bigger box nearby, I thought I had moved to that one. So I grab it instead. I see some framed photos of my family (mainly me and my sister as kids) on the fridge and a bit confused, take them down and put them in the box. I worry the police will suspect us if I do that, so I take the cut out magazine strips beside them to make it look like a burglary. There is a chainsaw running outside the bedrooms but the inhabitants don’t make an appearance. They appear able to sleep through anything. I come across some of my clothes. I’m feeling a little befuddled as if things have changed on me, because suddenly this is the place I live [not IWL]. I take a few of the clothes (‘won’t I need these?’). What alibi are we going to give since we live here too?? I go near the right bedroom and hear one of the children talking - a boy. He says, “We can do that later.” Talking about future plans for the day. I realize he knows English from going to school here. I think about my level of Japanese. I realize I need to get moving. As a leave, I hear them calling for their mom. “Mommy?” Apparently we had killed the mother. I realized they were calling to her and getting no response, so they would investigate soon. I head outside where the team is waiting. There are about six of us, including my parents. One of them holds out some of my clothes, including a pair of underwear, as I approach. “”We need to go. Now.” I say. “Too late.” Someone says as the family rushes out from the house. We hurriedly get into the car and start to drive away. A montage thing whites out the screen of the kids and their father without their mom, as her smiling face floats across the screen. The father had blond hair and the mother auburn. I think, ‘That’s sad.’ Notes: And then my nose started bleeding and I had to type one-handed. Darn summer.
I was playing counter strike but in real life. I recognized some people and my team was losing so I would stay back with a Glock and my vest to try and kill someone. I saw a few people and shot at them, making them take cover. I went after them and recognized a girl. I tried doing something but I shot her and she fell to the ground si I started hitting her and kicking her. She got upset and I left. I turned around and shot someone in the forehead, which revealed we were using airsoft guns. The girl's dad then started whipping me so I turned around and started beating him telling him he wasn't shit. The dream scene looked to be a harbor or dock. There were boats on water. ---------------------------------------------- I was in a small house on a tall hill or mountain. There were a few pets around and I was watching a news channel because there was nothing else on other than news. I heard someone pull up and looked to see my car arriving. I quickly changed the channel because I wasn't supposed to be watching that news station. Kristy came in and she was very sad and went to the bathroom with Lucy. I wondered why she was sad and waited for her. When she came out she said she was infertile and she showed me the paperwork from the doctor. I was sad also and thought maybe I was infertile also? I found out that on her paperwork it said I was also infertile, and that made me feel even worse. Apparently Kristy and I were together. Kristy had long brown hair
I had dreamed of Pacific High School, again: - I was inside history class, having trouble with my shyness. - I noticed a sad, depressing feeling while inside the classroom. - I was looking over my shoulder, making sure there were no threats. - I rode a bike all the way towards the quad. - While riding the bike, I saw a lion, it didn't even try to chase me while I was on the bike. - As soon as I got off the bike, one of them attacked my bicycle, so I rode off quick. - Pacific High School now turned in to a jungle, I was looking out for predators. - I rode a bike on to a ledge of a steep hill and fell in to a square hole. - I tried my to sneak inside the mud to prevent from being seen by the predators. - I then disconnected from the game before any of them found me.
24.11.2013 1/3NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Eu estava num barco/jangada, pescando com algumas pessoas. Nós pescávamos, mas só conseguíamos peixes deformados/feios, como aqueles abissais. De repente um monstro do mar surgia e criava uma onda tão grande que nos jogava em terra e secava o mar. Podíamos ver os peixes abissais por todo lugar. Todos ficavam tristes/abalados pelo ocorrido e íamos embora. Encontrava minha mãe me esperando e andávamos. Passávamos por dentro deum mercado/padaria. Eu dizia que não tinha conseguido nenhum peixe. Minha mãe respondia: "Não existem mais peixes".
Original journal entry dated April 23, 2002: This one was about an old friend of mine. I haven't had any dreams about him in a really long time. I had a dream that I was having my wisdom teeth pulled and I was REALLY messed up on painkillers when I left the dentist's office... apparently he'd been the person who had given me a ride, he tried to help me walk but my legs were jell-o so he had to kind of half-drag me to the car. I realized that, since an old friend was in it, this was going to be a sad dream, so I woke myself up. note: I have since gotten my wisdom teeth removed; a different friend took me home from the office.
The dream began at the front entrance of a grocery store, one where I have been to before but I cannot recall its name. Me, my mother, and my five year old niece walked in to the store and were heading towards the frozen foods section in the back. I then began to recognize the sad, friendly atmosphere of this place when I saw the crates of boxes, forklifts, and bright white lights around this big factory. I saw several people and families walking around the store and going on about their business, or at least that's what I thought. I paid more attention to the people walking to or standing around the check out lanes. When we finally got to the frozen foods section, my mother decided that it'd be a good idea if I took my niece towards the children's play area located right next to the frozen foods. And so I grab my little niece's hand and walk her there. When we finally got there I noticed something strange about my niece. I slowly let go of her hand and saw a smile pass by her face. She usually has tantrums when she sees something appealing to her. This could probably be one of the reason I woke up after this moment.
I'm tired. Like, Really really tired of what I'm doing, Staying up late at night ruining myself without rest. With that being said my title of this post is in reference to the Morphine song "The Saddest Song". And really, I do have a choice to not ruin myself here and I'll use it. I'm done - Let's not waste the rest time at night. Dreams for tonight... Last few: > I was in a department store trying to escape a big fat, African-American guy (Who might have been over 350 pounds) and yet he kept up with me as I kept crawling over things and talked to me. Am I that tired? > I was just outside the church - Sort of - And I did not go in exactly but was between the band practice room and where sermons are preached. I saw Chuck and Katie, Heard Katie and heard her laugh and when I saw Chuck go into the band practice room I was thinking if I would go in there I might just be like a fictional figure, Lyra Heartstrings the Unicorn - But in this case, The "Background Pony" One that was cursed to not be remembered by anyone. > I think I then went into a place that was half McDonald's and half a grocery store. I saw through someone else's eyes and as I went through things to buy and eat, A man and his kids were at the counter returning something and the man was irate. Later his two sons (Who were under 12 years old) knocked me over and the father turned around and I said "They're just playing" and the father was not irate at it, And he said "See you around". Then the dirt was about to hit the fan and be spread everywhere; I went back to the place where the entry/exit door was and it wasn't there, Another stand to buy stuff to eat was there, And there were these Star Wars Podracer things with knives attached to them which were going to come down on the floor and race all around. I went around and told people to get their feet off the floor or they'd be cut up and everyone did and only one person was hurt; My father, Who I (Whoever I was) Tried to help and keep off the floor. I at first was by a cylindrical column and a knife came up the pole and cut him! Then later whoever Father was turned into chicken and grease when I was above a grille (That wasn't a hot grille) and I said "I'm not married to people, I'm married to organs!" And then the thought was "I'm married to dirt" At the end prior to waking. I need help, And to accept what will work.
I was thinking somewhat of the movie "Trading Places" in this dream - I saw through the eyes of someone (maybe me) Who did a bet with another person for $1 and that was done in front of some other people, Like towards the end of the movie. I also saw some dogs get run over by cars across a road maybe by a bus stop and then other dogs went to see if they were alright and they were run over too.
Updated 09-02-2013 at 12:36 AM by 61868
I was going to do a thing where I update my dream journal every day with the dream I had when I last slept, but seeing as how my most recent dream is being difficult in remembering, I decided I would update with a memorable dream that deeply affected me when I had it. I had this dream about 4 months ago, and it was really odd, so bare with me here. I dreamed I had become pregnant, and thanks to a new technology that makes pregnancy easier, my pregnancy was made easy. When I first became pregnant I had to put on a fake pregnant belly, and after wearing it for a few hours the baby was transported into the fake pregnant belly and almost instantly became the size of a normal baby, and came out of the pregnant belly to be taken care of. The baby is still, however, considered to be developing and when asked how old she was I had to answer 1st trimester, 2nd trimester, ect until the day she was susposed to have been born, and until that time the baby didnt really do anything but lay there in her carrier and wouldnt start growing until her susposed birthday. Well, up until she was in the second trimester I carried her around and showed everyone. My mom had her one week and my friend had her a few days. Then, in her second trimester, she talked to me and said "Goodbye mom" over and over, and looked as if she was falling asleep, but I knew she was dying. I kept gently shaking her and repeating "no" over and over, and amazingly I managed to keep her eyes open until I was able to fill a bottle with apple juice and start feeding her. It took her a minuet, but she finally started drinking and fully recovered. She then started to grow so I went over to my parents to try and get some milk for her instead of apple juice, but they didnt have any baby milk so I went to the store with my mom and walked around looking for the milk, for what seemed like forever, until I was able to get some and went back home with her. In the time It took me to get to my parents house, to the store, buy some milk, and get home, my daughter had grown to the point where she could walk and had longer hair. I'd say she looked about 4 years old even though all this happened in the same day. When I unlocking my door I woke up. At first I was confused, but then it struck me about the similarities. If sad, real, things involving babies saddens you or disturbs you then don't read on. Spoiler for : On November 2011 I went into an early labor in my second trimester, and my daughter was still born. In the dream, it was in her second trimester that my baby almost died, then when I saved her she started to grow like how she would after her supposed birth date, which means the baby in my dream was supposed to be born in her second trimester. The only difference is in my dream I was able to save her. I think this dream is connected to this event and trying to tell me something. I plan on looking more into this eventually.
Dream #1 Lucid Dream? - no Dream Topic - I get a disease that makes my dreams black Dream plot - When I entered the dream I was in my Living Room with my Mother. She asked me if I had any dreams the past night. I said I didn't remember any. A few minutes later I fell asleep on my couch, when I woke up I asked myself, what did I just dream about? But nothing came to mind accept darkness. After a while I realize that I have a disease that makes my dreams black and nothing else, but I still dream. After I realize that I may never see anything in my dreams again I started to cry. My mother says that I can go to the pharmacy to pick up a pill to help me dream again. I woke up as i'm walking to the pharmacy.
Dream 1 I'm with my friend K and apparently we're by a river. I know there are things swimming in this river, but I never see the river. I'm perfectly aware that we're in a dimly lit garage? We're talking about grafting toes. She then tells me she has a four page bible on her underwear. Dream 2 ~ Almost a deild? I'm walking through school carrying the biggest stack of cards I can fit in one hand. My arm is flexed from trying to hold them all. I'm on my way to English class, and my friend, A, gets there just before I do. I smile but she doesn't look at me or keep the door open after walking through. As she walks, I really notice her blonde hair; it's more textured than usual, but just as shiny and beautiful. After I look away from her hair, I notice the project screen; it says something about meatballs. I don't know where to sit, but thankfully there are green seating carts on each desk. Examining one. I find that I sit in the back left with two empty seats on either side. Slightly disappointed, I start to make my way to my seat, but the teacher stops me. She says she'll take my cards, and she does, but she doesn't take them all. I start to tell her I have more but then... I wake up. But I haven't opened my eyes or move, so I immediately recall my dream and then try to imagine myself back in that room, talking to that teacher. I have her say "This is a dream. You are dreaming." As she says this, I feel vibrations and I feel as if I'm being 'sucked into' the dream. And then.. nothing. I open my eyes and am still in bed. This was my first serious deild attempt. Could I have been at the end of my rem cycle? Any ideas?
Second, at least, in a string of recent North Central dreams. Started out with me, just arrived and cleaning out my old locker. Found a bunch of old papers, old wallet with money in it, clothes, etc. Cut to night, Leah and I are on a rooftop naked, kissing and about to have sex when we realize that on three sides of us are the girls' dorms. They're all staring at us through their windows. Leah disappears for a second, then returns with a postcard from one of them saying something ending in "Kiss him for us, I know I would!" At this point, Leah's involvement in the dream ends. I'm standing there in front of them all, and they're all standing in their windows and they begin to sing. It's beautiful, and the disappointment at having to leave washes over me, as well as the expectation that I will not be able to stay again. I begin to cry, and walk away. I pass through an auditorium looking for Leah where a senior is giving his final performance, and I see Dr. Drago. I stop to say hi, move on. Leah isn't there, so I leave. For some reason, I'm still naked, holding a clump of clothes against myself. At this point, my nakedness doesn't matter and no one including myself is really aware of it. A couple of girls see that I'm upset and offer me a cup of hot chocolate with their group at the campus coffee shop which is incorrectly up the stairs from where we are. I appreciate the gesture, but for some reason we never reach the coffee shop. Once again, I am aware of my nakedness, and run into another identical building to get to my dorm to change. As I run up the stairs a few students stare at me in the foyer. Returning to my old mischievous self, I call to them as soon as I'm out of sight, pretending to be a figure of authority, and joke "Students, that young man is extremely inappropriate and must be kicked out immediately!" They find this very funny. I burst through the door of my empty dorm room and wake up.
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