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It was bid change at work and I was ready to go work at the tower. I was talking to A. Rel in the staff cafeteria. The cafeteria had huge windows and almost looked like an airport food court. People started telling me that bid change was actually the next day.

I was a contestant in some srt of puzzle game. I got put in a huge warehouse with many rooms were I had to solve puzzles. I had a pistol and a partner that could turn into my dog Ace. My partner started getting stupid so I beat him and a few other people. When I entered the next room, I had a menu that would tell me the objective and difficulty of the room. The difficulty was one star which meant 'Very Easy'. I had to look for stuff that didn't belong in the room. Suddenly, the difficulty stars started increasing then reseting and increasing again. Other stats were saying that my mental health and other attributes were being lost. I quickly ran into the next area, pulled the curtain to the side, and entered the room. It was Halloween themed and there were skulls and scarecrow-looking things with black dresses. I started panicking and feeling fear when I couldn't figure out what to do. I had my pistol out while I was running through the room.I woke up when my girlfriend moved in bed.

Morning of January 9, 2014. Thursday.



This is fairly short in detail, but not that short a dream. Five of my friends from my school days have died (possibly at the same time), including males Steve W and Bill W. There may be only one female in the group - I am mostly only certain of two of the male identities (perhaps a third being John C, who swallowed a tack in fifth grade and he thought he was going to die, but nothing happened to him from that event). I am at a computer at my (seeming) home at one point - I think I am facing south, but it is an unfamiliar apartment. For some reason, my five friends are to be entombed in my house.

I have a small “coffin”, possibly only about three or four feet long, yet somehow all five of the full skeletons fit in the one box longways (not sure why all five are supposed to be put together - they were not related in real life). There is a bit of sadness (not intense) and a vague thought regarding my own mortality. I am to store the “casket” near the computer desk. Logically, to be skeletons, either they had died some time ago (which does not seem to be the case) or some special method was used to both shrink and reduce them to only bone. I also am not even sure if they had been interred elsewhere for some time. This other character (unknown) just shows up and the theme unfolds.

I do notice that their skulls seem a bit “too small” at one point, yet realistically, they were correct size in my dream on afterthought, yet somehow they all still fit full-body in the box. There does not seem to be any logical reason why I am to be the “caretaker” of their bones (other than perhaps that I am the only remaining living one alive of their age or group, or perhaps class regarding a certain grade - unsure). As of this writing, they are all still alive.

In another dream, we are back living at Duffy Street and my father comes by with a few bags of groceries. For some reason, I am not alert to the implications of my dream. Then again, it could have actually been an older version of myself, as, in afterthought, I am not fully sure anymore. Maybe I will look in a mirror twenty years from now and check. The building seemed mirror-imaged (reversed east to west) to its actual design.

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Legend: Dream, Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Sleeping:
I'm in a room , my cousins mother is there, it's about 3:00 in the dream, we're talking about something and trying to fall asleep at the same time. I don't remember much else.

7th construction:
I'm playing the character of Zero ( from code geass) and i'm checking progress of construction on something called the 7th. As i watch, i see a worker placing a self down somewhere and i ask jeremiah ( another character from the anime) if that self was supposed to be placed there. He then gets mad at me for doubting his ability to build. Next thing i know, i'm inside a room and i throw up two times, something had me sick xD.
Also while i'm in that room , i remember being in third person and viewing a lake of blood with jeremiah in his spinning mech outside coming to attack me.

Showers:
A dream with showers in it. I remember being in my house, i really need to take a shower , but there's lots of strangers in our showers. I decide to go down the hall and use a different bathroom but there's people in that too. Darn!.

The mysterious skulls:
In this dream, i remember being on a foreign planet digging up piles of skulls with a team of 3-5 people. We eventually find what we're looking for. It's a skull with magical powers, but it's only one of many different skulls out there that are unique like this, and each skull has a different power. I also remember in this dream, having my car parked in the middle of a road.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my room, but it looked much different than my waking life room. There was a small dresser, and the top of it was covered in shrunken head skulls. I had apparently gotten them from an old friend, Cameron.

For some reason, these skulls really started to freak me out. I wanted to get rid of them, or hide them or something.

There were also tons of kittens, and they all looked like my waking life cat, Belle, who is pure white and extremely fluffy. They ranged from being an older kitten, say maybe 6 months or so, to infants, being able to easily fit in the palm of my hand. I had put them all in this big closet to get them away from the skulls. I put some of the smaller ones in boxes with pillows and blankets in them.

After awhile, I started to worry about the kittens. I entered the big closet and opened a small box, revealing 3 newborn kittens laying on some pillows. Their eyes weren't opened yet. They moved around very slowly. I thought one of them was dead, so I picked it up. It moved a bit. Thank goodness. I put the lid back on the box.

My brother and I were then in my room. I asked for his help to get rid of these skulls. We got a huge cloth sack and started to frantically just dump the skulls in. I was explaining to my brother where I had gotten them and what they were.

All of them had these little stoppers on the bottom to stop stuff from falling out of them. One of the stoppers fell out, and more even smaller bones came out of it.

We kept on shoving the shrunken skulls into the sack. I just wanted them out of my room...there was something about them that really fucking scared me.

Right, so I remember several dreams nearly every night, and they are always fairly involved, a lot of imagery and breaking down the happenings of the day. A lot of them have concerned me, and of course I take them all seriously, but I don't want everyone I know to have to hear about another, so here is a nightmare of sorts that I had.
(before sleeping i was insistent on keeping the kitchen light on in the apartment I live in, and slept on the sofa which is close to the kitchen light)
The Dream:
In my dream, I was in my old house which was recently sold. I lived there with my mother and father before their divorce, it was a very nice place, but sold as a result of the divorce. So a lot of karma and whatnot is related to it, plus, it is my quintessential home place.
I was in my parents' bedroom, but i was on a futon with a white down comforter and sleeping with a fluffy cat that would fuss in the covers. I fell asleep, with this really bright light on to keep safe. But I woke up when this uber bright incandescent yellow tinted orb (golf ball sized) when into me, under my skin, and started speaking to me creepily, but it was mostly the sensation I felt which was like it was a dark message, a dark bulb/light, and it really disturbed the muscles in my side where it was lodged.
I got up, and by the front door was my friend/ex-friend who was sleeping on the ground, and I lifted up my shirt from the area on my right abdomen where this orb thing was, (I felt like a message was carved) and he said something along the lines of "you should look at this in the mirror" and then my dad was there and he looked at it too and said "you should really take a look at this, it says ''you are (nothing more than) a worthless human grave" or something like that.
(Then I woke up, turned off the kitchen light because it was a lot like light in my dream, went back to bed)
Now in my next dream I was at the house my mother now lives/works at, sleeping on her couch (maybe parallel to fact I was sleeping on apartment couch) and it was dark, but not scary. Then, I got a picture text on my clunky cell phone of some (plastic/decorative/holiday) of some skulls from my old sold house, as if to reiterate the message of dying/grave/whatever.

I also half remember seeing these two little girls that I know in real life, who have huge eyes, they have showed up in my dreams sometimes. I used to be/am still timid of them. they were in the kitchen in my mom's current residence

My thoughts/information to reader: I have had a lot that I'm keeping secret lately, and had some bad eating habits and have just checked out socially. I've also been paranoid about my ears and neck. I've been feeling very emotionally dead in terms of happy feelings.
I would like some help. What in the fuck could this mean? I think it has to do with me going uphill from my downhill lifestyle lately, or maybe I am just going down some more. (I've had full blown precognitive dreams before, or just intuitive/informational ones about people and places and what they are related to me. So maybe I am going to through something tough? Or through rebirth? or should i be concerned?)

thank you

My mother and I went over to Hunter's house. (Hunter is my brother). to open the remainder of our Christmas presents. Mom said "Now, Hunter has more presents than you, so don't be upset." So, we were over their house and I saw Barbara and Walter (my grandparents) did online shopping for Hunter, because of his odd wishlist. So, there were about 50 things on the computer, so I scrolled down, it said Page 1 out of 5. I was angry because I didn't get many presents. So, I clicked checkout on the computer, to spite them. Total was $1250 or something like that. The price was the only thing I could read correctly. So, I bought it twice and they didn't know. Later on, I went in my grandparent's room and opened their closet because I heard talking, a strange talking. When I opened it, I realized there was something odd in there. I opened it, once the talking got louder and I saw what looked like a talking skull thing. (I am terrified of them). I told Barbara and she told me it was just a compact mirror (blue) and to go back to opening gifts. So, after that, I went back in there to see some more stuff. Although it was darkened, I saw it. She came in again, and I explained to her again. She denied it, so I opened the closet even more myself. I went in there! I saw it crystal Clear. I screamed, ran out to the family room and told everyone. Mom didn't believe me. Tony (My step-dad) did. So, I showed them and Barbara was angry. "All RIGHT! IT'S TRUE! AND YOU BETTER LEAVE RIGHT NOW IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE ONE!" In my dream mind (irrational mind) I assumed she killed people and put them in there. To save my life, I ran out there as quickly as possible, Tony was outside, for some reason as I ran to him and told him to call the police. He picked up his phone and didn't call them once he saw Barb stand outside the front door. "GET OUT! I'LL SET THIS HOUSE ON FIRE IF YOU DON'T GET OUTTTTT!!!!!!" She looked different than the real Barb, but I didn't notice. She went inside, because Tony left an orange dish on her dresser, inside. So, she stepped back outside and gave it calmly back to Tony. Then, she warned us to leave and went back inside. We saw her walk from the windows, and she shut the blinds of each one. Soon, the house burned up in flames. *I recalled the reason I was so affraid is because I had asked Barb if you could hear them talking when you sleep, she said yes, and I pictured me trying to sleep in my brother's room with them taunting me.* So, me and Tony rushed to the car leaving. I was afraid at the loss of my dream journal that I had left on Barbara's dresser, to sit it down. THIS IS THE FIRST TIME MY REAL DREAM JOURNAL HAS BEEN IN ONE OF MY DREAMS. I was very, very upset. I said "Well, another version of it is online, right?" Sadly, no. Even in my dream I knew the truth. I had just lost my dream journal! So, Tony and I had ran off the the police station. They said there was nothing wrong with killing people and putting their skulls in your closet. They even told me that: "This is a dream, you can't get them arrested!" I didn't even listen or believe that it was a dream. Not that I remember after that, but there is no happy ending to the story.

Morning of November 3, 1973. Saturday.



This is a long dream that started prior to real-life sunrise, continuing a short time after real-life sunrise, the carport (north through my bedroom windows) being fully illuminated as I woke up with the “I’ll just wake up now” resolved liminal state. As is often the case (recurring dream property, especially from 1969 to 1973), the eerie or threatening aspects of my dream break down or transform and become more mundane as the sun rises in real life - this can be seen in some of my other dreams, including several where bones become branches or picnic forks or a vampire bat becomes a non-threatening moth, etc.

In the first part of my dream, I am aware that it is Halloween night, except for the fact that November second is usually “Halloween” in my dream universe. This is due to a strong influence from the Barbara Steele movie “Castle of Blood” (from 1964). November second was always the “night of the dead” for me, which was actually more dominant than cultural associations with “ordinary” Halloween, though I still “saw” it (and accepted it) as the “real” Halloween.

Act One:

The first part of my dream reveals that a few classmates had been to my house in Cubitis; I assume mainly Tina L, Brenda W, Toby T, and Steve J. I seem to be the only one directly in-dream until near the end, though. The very large antique wooden dining table in the living room, along the middle area of the east side of the house and near the windows in usual view of the backyard (but the curtains are mostly down in-dream) has three areas that display several small skulls made of hard candy, mostly on the left side of the table to my perspective, some on a transparent glass plate of fancy spiral relief patterns, some not. The three sets are of slightly different sizes. Many are of the glow-in-the-dark pale green as of the color of cereal prizes that glow in the dark. A few others are in different pale colors such as Pepto-Bismol pink (recurring dominant color), a pale violet, and a pale yellow - none are white. In the back of my mind is the idea that some of them may be poisonous. I am not sure why people would put poisonous candy on the table (and I am hoping more friends or classmates do not come in and eat them unknowingly), but I get two other associations, one being cough drops in the shape of skulls, the other being skull-shaped vitamins. Therefore, each set of skulls is either candy, cough drops, or vitamins, with perhaps a few poisonous ones in each. I am wary of them all, though, and do not touch any of them.

Act Two:

I go into the hallway with the intent of, I think, going to the bathroom, though I do not recall an actual need to. It may just be a random in-dream wandering. Suddenly, a large hairy bat flies down from the back door area near the ceiling and its face is so close upon reaching me, it would have logically hit my face - but instead - suddenly vanishes. This is rather puzzling. The bat had a grinning gargoyle-like face, almost smiling at me.

Act Three:

As it grows closer to sunrise, I hear dogs barking and snarling. Normally, I am wary of going onto the carport at night (or even early morning) in dreams, but not always. I open the front door and the barking is actually right in the carport. I see several dogs right there just past the doorway and immediately close the door. The dogs continue to bark and growl. After the sun rises, I open the door and Toby T is there and holding a large poster, but beginning to roll it up top to bottom (and which had been completely covering the other side of the doorway) showing dogs in various aggressive positions (a couple of them apparently leaping up towards the viewer), which is exactly what I had seen before. He explains that the sound of the dogs was from a cassette playing on the table on the carport. Thus, what I saw when I opened the door was only the poster. I am somewhat relieved and it was all in good fun, I suppose. I am also aware that the bat, which was fake, was what I myself had set up and forgotten about, triggered by my movement into the hallway and pulling a string with my lower leg, which caused it to fly down from a setup at the end of the hallway.

Act one blends several associations, including the idea that sugar is “bad” for you, and so can vitamins if you take too many (especially, as I understand it - vitamin A, which has the highest toxicity if taken too often). On another note, I never really liked hard candy, which often tasted really bad to me and I could not understand how other people liked it or could even suck on it - horrid fake “cola” or “root beer” taste, fake horrid “citrus” and so on, that also make me cough just having it in my mouth and reminded me of sucking on the opening of a bottle of perfume (though admittedly I had never done that) and sometimes had an overwhelming soap-like taste. The cough drop aspect featured also brings to mind when a teacher at school gave me “candy”, which turned out to be an old cough drop - something I never confronted her on - just thought it was strange. It seemed to also be “warning” me about taking too much Pepto-Bismol, which I did not find out about in real life until much later.

Act two mostly used the association with the opening of the original “Scooby Doo” television series where animated bats fly at the viewer. I also had a toy/fake rubber bat on a string which I ended setting up as in my dream for a bit of amusement.

Act three shows my wariness and fear of dogs in dreams (curiously, which did not reflect real life to any degree) finally beginning to subside a bit as well as showing potential in-dream manipulation - that is, two-dimensional concepts made from what first seemed three-dimensional (the opposite of photo projection), thus a background latent ability to warp dimensions and planes of portals in-dream, almost in the manner of an implied hypercube. This recognition is delivered by my best friend. Toby T was somewhat like a “mirror” more representative of everyman, yet was not really like me at all at higher levels.

Steve J represents conditional love or conditional friendship, almost in an incidental way, due to a childhood “I’ll be your friend if…” or “I’ll continue to be your friend only if…” mentality. Tina L represents a combination of absentminded humorous outlook and incidental or faux snobbery. Her last name was also a play on “linear” (with only the relative accent slightly different in each); that is, a logical western progression in contrast to Brenda W’s (who was the main archetype for my wife-to-be) more “gypsy-like” or “Wendy the Good Little Witch” (but brunette, not blonde) magical persona.

This was a DDR dream I really enjoyed. The MITD (“monster in the doorway” waking transition, which is analogous as the emergent consciousness event) in the “final act” was rendered as just a poster of barking dogs that Toby had put up over the doorway to fool me (with a cassette of barking playing on a table in our carport). Everything was resolved to be part of a practical joke being setup by classmates.