Dream 1 Recorded at 6:10am I see a scene where Ellen Degeneres is interviewing a black guy. [i think he's famous IRL]. They're sitting on single seated couches. He's smoking while getting interviewed and Ellen seems bothered by it and whooshes smoke away from her when it drifts over. I'm now in the car with Kayley. She's driving and I'm in the passenger seat. I see that Kayley is smoking [she doesn't smoke] and It reminds me that it need smokes for when I get home. Kayley shows me my deck of smokes which I left with her. I have a look in the pack and notice that there's quite a few still left. I see a smaller cigarette compared to the rest of them and think that it might be a joint. I think about smoking it but then think about how I usually feel when I smoke [anti-social and dumb lol]. I light up a smoke and start to smoke it [i don't smoke]. I expect it to taste like home made smokes. It doesn't have a very strong taste at all. I arrive at a house which is either Daryl's old house or close to it. It looks like it's been abandoned or trashed a little. I see armed forces take position outside house. I take a peek out and see that they have guns drawn. It's blurry at first when looking at the soldiers but as I focus more it becomes clear. They begin shooting in my direction and I flee into another house. This house has a futuristic feel to it. Metal walls and massive automatic opening doors, which open like a supermarket door would. I see a scene of a commercial. It's showing some text and some artwork while explaining that black people need to send this message onto a white person. For some reason I feel I should give it to Kayley. I feel bad for Kayley's house and ask her to reload the scene so I could do things differently and change what has happened. The scene has been reloaded and I go into Kayley's house and see that nothing is inside it. Dream 2 Recorded at 8:20am I'm playing football on a football oval in a real match. I feel hesitant to get fully involved in the game. A couple times I get and run as hard as I can after the ball but lack top speed [I'm a quick runner IRL] to chase down the ball before the opponent reaches it. I see Luke Nite on the opposition team. We rough each other up a little to show that there's no such thing as mates during the game. A free kick has been given and it's up for grabs on who wants to take it. Jeff Bradsure offers to take it. He looks more leaner then he usually looks. He lines up for the shot and kicks if from the 50 meter mark and kicks it through the goals for 6 points. I start to wonder why I haven't been benched yet, due to not getting a touch of the ball yet. I look to the bench to see if we have enough players for subbing one another off and on. I could see 2-3 people on the bench. I'm now off the pitch and walking along side the oval. I see soldiers laying down looking for targets. I line up my gun up to head height and pull the trigger. I'm after headshots only [previous day I played a game where I needed headshots to unlock a gun]. I reach some sort of skinny trench and I think I've been spotted by the enemy near the exit. I see him and kill him also. I see a restricted and patrolled area up ahead. There's explosive barrels bunched up in front of the ramps from stopping people from using the ramps for riding or driving over for fun. I get on a quad bike bike and avoid the barrels and head straight for the ramps. I get a decent amount of air and seem to be having a good time. My bike begins to bounce higher and higher each time I land. It gets to the point of where I am bouncing at least 20 meters into the air. I keep just missing the barrels as I land and just my judgement. I either mention or show my Dad of what I'm doing. I'm now at the end of the patrolled area and it feels as if I'm at the end of a map (as if I'm I was playing a video game). I get off the bike and walk to where I expect it to end and I see that there's paint there. I try to see if I can walk beyond that point and to my surprise I could continue walking. The area seemed to be deserted and had the feeling of half night and half day. Side Notes: I have a good nights sleep. I have a decent chance to attempt a quick wild as I awaken. I see fairly vivid imagery and scenes which come and go. I stay completely still hoping for the dream to appear. I start to think about my dream I just had and figured it would be close to my time to get up, so I stop the wild attempt and focus on my last dream I have just had.
Before bed. Four shots of cheap light rum. Smoked. Ate Nutter Butters with milk. I finally recalled a dream (barely). I know smoking affects my dream recall greatly, but I'm going to start experimenting with that. It wasn't much a dream. It was actually a process dream, which I have just read about. I was at work, in uniform and all. I had a lot of free time. [ I've been ahead at work lately, so I'm guessing that's where that translated from. ] So I started folding a bunch of these little pink pastry boxes. [ I work at a bakery. ] And that's all I did in my dream. Fold box after box after box. Sort of annoying. But, I'm just happy to have recalled anything at all. Blame on the alcohol?
Dream Fragment:I'm standing in front of the tv in the living room just staring at the wall behind it, then my mom walks in and starts talking about how she's been talking to my dad, and me and my sister become angry, but then she says he has throat cancer then I become somewhat concerned, but only somewhat. I think to myself it's probably from all those cigarettes he smokes. I tell her to tell him to poor his urine down his throat and then to stop contact because it might be one of his tricks again.
After few non-lucid fragments (one interesting one involving a woman and a mythical being something like a bird and something like a qilin, and his 'missing part', which is in the form of another person this woman knows; otherwise dull), my memory picks up in a scene where I'm already semi-lucid (I'm controlling my surroundings and aware that this control is due to it being a dream, but otherwise have fairly low awareness and mostly go along with the dream storyline). I'm walking through a park with another man, while watching someone I think of as a killer, and I mentally push him toward his next target. However, at the moment I expect him to take out a knife, instead he puts his arm around his target's shoulders and hands him a cigarette. The killer, the target, and the man I'm walking with are all smoking. I take the cigarette from the man I'm walking with, intending to smoke it myself, but I find the dream won't allow it: first I'm holding nothing, it's back in that man's hand; then when I focus I find I can put it to my mouth and feel the physical pressure of it, but it doesn't resemble smoking. I've had similar problems before, when I deliberately focus on improving the realism of some complex physical sensation, and instead only wind up feeling the sense of pressure accurately, nothing else. I then focus on breath instead of on the cigarette itself, and something interesting happens. I have the impression I can control my surroundings far more easily by working in rhythm with my breathing. My memory's vague for the next two scenes, while I was focusing on breath - I saw this as a great development. (Dream logic inspired by meditation, maybe. There's no reason I should be breathing in a dream at all. I wonder whether I was actually in the same rhythm as my sleeping body's breath or not.) First I saw something like a shadow play, where the figures moved in rhythm with my breathing, under my control. Then I was walking through halls and passing people who appear to be from America of about 200 years ago, all of whom I find vaguely unpleasant; I still had the impression that I was successfully controlling something through breath in this scene. I wound up in a room where several people are sitting around a round table, and they call me and someone with me to join them. I start to sit down and an old woman stops me, points me to a different chair. To my left is a man holding what I think at first is a young boy. When I get another look at it, it has the face of an old man, and one of his eyes is that of a cat. This is all very unpleasant. I recognize him as my own cat, S., and I believe he's somehow sick. (S. died a long time ago, but I didn't remember this at the time.) We put him on the table, now in the form of a human-sized cat, and I chant a healing spell over him, mentioning a goddess, exerting dream control. Objects rise off the table and hover in the air, and the other people around the table join in, though by just chanting 'heal!' over and over again. I woke up while listening to them chant.
A voice saying "The demonic lovers, burnt out in the darkness," and an image of same: a beautiful woman, a witch, in profile, breathing out smoke, cigarette holder in her right hand, and as implied by the voice, she looks burnt out. Her left arm is cradling the severed head of a blond man, her husband. It's still alive, and in pain, and can't die. The things they did out of love led to this. A man I know has come to my apartment to ask for my help. He looks like he needs it - pale, strung out, in a stained and rumpled suit. He wants me to draw or paint my visions, specifically the one I just saw, the witch with the severed head. He's still in the hall, I'm leaning against the door frame with my arms folded, I'm not letting him in because while I'd like to help, I don't believe I can do anything for him. I'm sure I can't paint/draw well enough to capture that image, not the way he needs. Wrote a fragment down earlier tonight as "Talent, innate vs. developed" - no memory of that dream anymore but seems like a related theme. Other fragments were all very dull - a woman with tiger-striped hair, a game that summons pieces of different cities, walking in the rain and thinking about someone, the word 'mirror' in my notes with no memory of what that was about.
Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid , side notes. Fragment #1: I remember using a phone app which had a virus on it. The virus transported me inside the game in which i took the place of a lonely ghost. Fragment #2: I remember being in some sort of jungle collecting resources and blowing things up. Party: I'm on my farm, my mom is yelling nonstop at my brother, my brother soon leaves. Next thing i know, i've gone to some summer camp, which took place in my basement. While i was in my basement, i noticed a kid and a man. The kid had paid the man 1.3 million dollars to act out something but the man demanded a blowjob from the kid, and the kid didn't want to feel as if he lost his money...so...anyway, i didn't want to watch any of that so i headed up the stairs. As i head up, i see some friends of mine smoking outside and one smoking on the stairs, i tell him something that had the meaning of "don't smoke in here, go outside" because i didn't want the smoke smell in the house. Eventually, i find myself going to a party with them. I think i remember going to like two of them and then a third one, i don't remember the first two but i do remember the third. At the location of the third party, there was a big dome which had stores in it, on top of the dome was a thorn bush and elevated above that thorn bush was the house the party took place in. It started out with me walking on some wooden stairs up to the house at the top, i saw some other friends there as well. I also notice some idiots diving into the thorn bush on top of the dome. Then, all of a sudden, an alien like creature attacks us. I run over and do a front snap kick and manage to hit it. It then gets up and jumps behind us, i then run over and attempt a chop at it's neck but it dodges it. What happened to it next, i have no clue. After that little incident, i decide to walk down and check the dome out, there, i meet this lady which tries to teach me warm ups for basketball. ( why my dreamself would do this, i have no clue, i dislike basketball a lot and already know stretches and etc from martial arts). I then see my family in the distance, so i run over to meet them, they decide they want to leave so i go with them. They drove two cars, i get in the one with my dad, who then drives up to a gas station and crashes into it.
Level of Lucidity: 0 Level of Clarity: 5 Level of Realism: 9 (levels based 0-10, 0-5 being low - good 5-10 being great - extreme) I was in LA (My home city) and was just finishing smoking a blunt... of tobacco. I was sitting at my computer playing Battlefield 3. I heard some people outside of my apartment looking at an apartment to lease and I knew it was late, perhaps 4 in the morning. I looked out of the window and there was a large family comprised of two parents, an uncle, and about 6 kids. Two of which were girls close to my age (18). One of them saw me looking out of the window and climbed up to the balcony to see me. She sat at my desk and I told her that I had been smoking. She doesn't seem to care. I put my hands on her knees and we are about to engage in sexual activity when she begins to pull away and talk, but it's still a heated kind of conversation. We then started making out etc. After we did that for a bit, her family walks out and she has to leave with them. I think her father saw us kissing, he was very mad and I ran out of the apartment and the complex was no longer my own, it is now like a Motel 6 on the exterior. The balconies were all different, and so were the colors, and every apartment had a window AC, just like at Motel 6's. I run into the last room on the end towards the street because the door is open and explained what's happening to my neighbor. I go and hide in the back which was a closet with a shower in it, and there was no door. When I think it's safe I stick my head out to thank the tenant but the family is walking past the window and the dad sees me. He comes inside and walks to where I am with his daughter and says some things to me but I can't make out what they are. All I understood was that he was angry. I talked to him for a bit, and before long we are friends. He knows I only wish the best and wouldn't simply take advantage of his daughter. The next thing I know we are on a fancy boat on a very futuristic beach, but there is no sand, instead there are huge mile high skyscrapers, and the waves were crashing into the base of them. In between 2 of the skyscrapers there's a sort of boating dock. The boat I was on was like a speedboat that would pull a tube behind it. Me and the girl are sitting in the front of the boat and one of her sisters was out swimming in the sea. Then suddenly she found some other boat and is doing something with it. She started it then pulled it behind our boat and tethered it to our boat. That's all I remember, I forgot the dream upon awakening, but remembered about an hour and a half later, after I got out of the shower. ,
Updated 06-15-2013 at 04:23 PM by 63661
I dreamed I lived in an apartment in a high rise, but still had the same roommates. The apartment was very dark the whole time, and the entire dream was oddly colorless. I wasn't feeling well, so my roommate offered me a smoke. We smoked out on the balcony for few minutes. The apartment had several balconies that I recall, and one had a couch on it. I got my blanket and pillow and went to sleep on the couch. While I was sleeping, my roommate walked up to the couch chanting "murder or torture"... I pretended to stay asleep, hoping she was just messing with me but not sure. I very vividly felt something rustling the comforter. Finally I gave in to the anxiety and opened my eyes. When I opened my eyes in the dream, I opened them in real life and woke up. Since this is a common problem I have with accidentally ending lucids, I believe I subconsciously knew it would end the nightmare. The waking was quite abrupt, though, and I was confused for a few moments. The anxiety was immediately gone as soon as I woke up, however.
I'm in a Danish supermarket with my mom. I'm just having a bag of chips and a fanta. When we get to the payment section we see there are no line but there are a fwe other people going there aswell. So we run for it and fights them for the first spot. We get somewhat in the middle of it. It's some fat, bald guy sitting at the counter. He thinks I'm too slow at finding my money so I pick a fight with him and all different kinds of swear words flies back and forth. (btw. I speak english in my dreams usually) In the end I throw one of my chips on the ground and tells him to go fetch and I walk out of there. When I get to the car I see a girl sitting on the backseat. It's one of the girls we competed for front spot with in the store. She's actually rather cute I think to myself. But I'm not exactly in a terrific mood so I just say hello and get in the car and starts drinking my fanta. Time Skip* The girl and I are now in a spanish styled white appartment but I believe it was in California even though I've never been there. We're talking and it's getting a bit hot. She walks out on the balcony and starts taking off her top with her back turned towards me and BAAM! I shoot her :S Apparently I was still mad after the supermarket incident... I'm like "Wtf I'm gone' do?!" So I light up a homemade ciggaret, you know, the ones that look like small joints. I start walking home, which in this dream was a spanish styled house on the top of a small mountain in the middle of the city. As I'm walking and I light up the second ciggaratte I remember that I quit smoking. I'm like "aww daaamn I ruined it" for atleast 3 full seconds then I'm like "whatever this is niiice" My dreamself is really week willed I suddenly realize that Snoop Dogg lives just beneath my mountain and he is pushing weed. So I go down there. He also lives in a spanish styled house and the entrance is a little hole in the bottom of his wall only large enough to barely squeeze through. So i knock on the wall and look through the hole and Snoop Dogg answers: "What's your name and color" So I tell him my name and color and he laughs at me and goes: "White boy? really?!" he then asks if I have smoked before and tells me to describe the smell and taste. I take a deep inhale and I say in a seductive voice: "mhmm... That smell... That taste... How could anyone forget?" Snoop Dogg accepts this and the next instant I'm sitting behind his house with him and some of his friends smoking weed. I tell them that my best friend and I had written a list of things we wanna do before we're thirty. On my friends list is "smoking weed with Snoop Dogg" and I tell them I can't wait to tell him about this. They laugh and we talk a little about my list and cool stuff to do in life. Time Skip* Next morning we all got some cards. Mine was for passwords for when I wanna buy again. I see one of the other guys has a card whit a mulitple choice question about me. It's about what crime my girlfriend and I was charged with but never convicted. The correct answer was assaulting a beggar or homeless person or something like that :S Then I wake up. - I quit ciggerattes in oktober last year, hopefully smoking in a dream doesn't count towards breaking that - I have tried weed only three times in my life. I'm not against it but I don't seek it out. - I have never assaulted or shot anybody and I don't think I ever will I have been and still am working on my social skills and confidence lately and it's carrying over in my dreams which is really cool I'm much more charming and easy going now than just a month ago, yay! This might be a reason why I have started befriending celebritys in my dreams. Last it was Brad Pitt and George Clooney ^^
Dad I lit up a cigarette and took a drag. IWL I quit 20 years ago. My father came home so I ran out of the house. I was afraid because I wasn't supposed to smoke in the house. I told him, "I won't do it again." Then he was smoking too. Then I came up to him and neither of us were smoking. I was so excited to see him, I tried to explain how important it was that I connect with him this time. I knew that I'd had other chances and never could connect with him. I kind of knew that I'd been seeing him in dreams, but I didn't really put it all together. The dream ended there. Lost I was looking for a party and got lost driving. I turned around and found my way back. Being lost on dream roads was really weird. I got to the party and found a couple of my old bosses there. I felt out of place with one because he holds a much, much higher position than I ever did, but just as I was feeling that way, he hugged me. At that point, he turned into an unresponsive DC. We separated, and the dream ended.
I was in the kitchen, a bunch of friends, I was standing next to my brother. All the girls started into a convo, all off a sudden i ended up sitting on the counter with my brother besides me smoking. All of a sudden i look over and see this HUGE spider..im talking bigger then my foot. I started freaking out but no one around me was. The spider was across the room on the floor, staring at me with theses huge anime eyes, just staring. It was like it was trying to read my mind, the eyes seemed to have gotten bigger. my brother finished his cigarettes and then went to light a new one and it sparked like a sparkler and the spider just seemed to jump to life and run for the smoke ( im sitting next to him). The spiders eyes are getting bigger, my brother dousent seem to notice, its at the bottom of the cabinet trying to climb up i start screaming, i hate spiders and im trying to get away but i cant. I suddenly dont see the spider but i know its climbing across the wall to the back to get me and i just keep screaming. After that i only have a bunch of images of it crawling and im screaming, then i wake up.
I went to a party last night and got really, really drunk I remembered a dream when I woke up and I think I was drunk in the dream too, but I've forgotten it now. Anyway, when I got home I went to bed as I was severely fragile :'( and I remembered this dream when I awoke. Slept - 2pm Awoke - 4:45 1) I was in an airport with my mother and sister. We were on the floor above the ground floor, and the floor was very metallic and you walked everywhere on narrow bridges with barriers. The floor was the kind of metal floor with small holes in it. I remembered that we were at Heathrow airport, not Gatwick, which meant there would be smoking areas there. In reality, I think it's the other way round. I asked my Mum if we could stop at the smoking lounge, and neither her of my sister said anything, although I sensed that they didn't want to as we were in a rush or they just didn't want to. As we walked around a right corner, my Mum pointed out a green sign that indicated the allowing of smoking. The area was to the right of this. I'm not sure where my Mum and sister went, but I approached the entrance, which was blocked by very minor security of a bouncer. As I was about to walk in he asked whether I was 18, and I said yes although I wasn't, which he was content with. Suddenly, a large black woman with wavey black hair, wearing a beige-brown jacket came out of nowhere behind me. I'd met her in an earlier dream that I can't remember. She was obsessed with me and wouldn't stop bugging me, blocking my way into the smokers lounge and asking me if I wanted to kiss her. I was flattered in a strange way. She had a hilarious voice like Bear from Bear In the Big Blue House. I was indifferent to kissing her and said okay, assuming that she was going to kiss me on the cheek. However, she just stood next to the barrier, waiting for me to kiss her, which I didn't really want to do. I suddenly saw a picture of her, in which she was actually quite attractive with large breasts and not as fat. I was thinking that the woman's attraction to me would impress the bouncer and make me look like a V.I.P XD I can't remember if I kissed her or not. Suddenly I was upstairs in the lounge area. There was some sort of hallway, where there were various rooms in which you could smoke in. I walked into one, which was very similar to the spare room that I am typing in right now, except it was grey, bright and office like. It had the computer in the same place, there was a comfortable looking black chair behind me to the right, and I have a feeling it might have had a bed. I was smoking a cigarette, thinking how if I'd known about this before or if I was a businessman who flew a lot, I could definitely get used to using it, as there didn't seem to be a time restriction either. I was playing a video on youtube on the computer, which had a swirly multi-coloured pattern.
So last night I had probably five different major things happen in my house, so the order of them is a little bit jumbled in my head. As far as I know, the first part went like this. I told my wife goodnight, she went to bed. Shortly after that, I was alone in the house- but I got a visitor. My old friend Eric came over and we talked a while, and smoked a little bit(Which is a little off, because I quit smoking marijuana a short while back because it was giving me extreme anxiety attacks.). After we hung out for a while, he took off. Suddenly I remembered, "Wow, this is strange. I'm not panicking." So I called my sister and told her about it, kind of excited even though it made little sense. After I hung up I started to panic a bit(Haha, dreams). But at that point my wife woke up and got mad at me, because she had been trying to sleep in that room the whole time. I realize now that she hadn't, but it was a dream so I went with it. I said sorry, I had no idea why I didn't realize that. My mind made up the excuse that I just wasn't used to our new sleeping arrangements. Anyways, after that- she had to use the restroom. But for some reason, we had an ill feeling that something might be waiting in the bathroom. So I grabbed the knife off of my desk and walked in slowly to find a small, thin, wooden labyrinth going through my bathroom to the side with the toilet. Of course though, on the thin wooden panels going all the way through were mirrors. I could have sworn I saw something move other than myself when first entering the bathroom. Entering the mirror labyrinth*. Now that I remember my dream, I did see something move. But I attributed it to my mind playing tricks on me. I walked all the way through and found nothing, and walked back out. That whole scene made me pretty nervous for some reason, even after I found that nothing was there. Probably just my subconscious telling me that something in my bathroom looked wrong. lol. That was the end of that dream. But at one point later, I had a false awakening where I was telling my wife about my weird dreams of this night. She told me that she assumed I was having some weird dreams, because I was yelling "Fuck your mother!" in my sleep. This is funny to me, excuse my language.
Updated 09-07-2012 at 01:47 AM by 57343
I was at a bar with a friend named Betsey. It was populated by hipsters and on the same road that was also the setting of my dream where I had a fight with a homeless man. The bar had the character of being a food court. Even though it was a bar, me and Betsey were drinking coffee and sharing a small cigar. We were passing it back and forth with each other. I started, passed it to her, and then smoked the rest so that I got 2/3 of the cigar. I felt that this was unfair. Also, the cigar was falling apart as we were passing it. Most people in the bar were smoking and I mentioned, "I thought that smoking in a bar was illegal in New Jersey." I saw a high school acquaintance named CJ. He didn't acknowledge me even though I was trying to meet him in eye contact. Suddenly some friends of Betsey came into the scene. I didn't recognize them and they barely said a word. One of them was lying down in her chair. They reminded me of the friends of my real life ex-girlfriend who I had met last month at a bar. Then I had an idea. I said, "Betsey, we should go to your place and watch TV!' She was excited by that idea. We started walking out and she change to my current girlfriend for a little while. I was mostly naked and had to go back to the table to retrieve my clothes. Betsey was back when I went outside again. There was no car. A man offered that we take a huge Rutgers bus. Betsey offered to drive it because I was nervous. She is totally confident. The bus is dirty. I sit in the second row (because it's safer than the front row) and buckle up. We start to drive through New Brunswick. She is driving too fast and I am nervous. WE accidentally get onto Route 18 South when we should get on North. When we are on it it changes to "Amwell Road" and becomes a country road. She keeps swerving into the other lane and onto the lawns that are on teh side of the road. I say we are going to crash. She denies it. I say, "when you keep drifting off the road like that, we will crash" and she laughs. Next we go straight into a tree. I start coming into the mind between waking and dreaming. I try to will myself to make the airbags go off but they don't. Instead I have a vision of a light crunching of the front of the bus. I then have the thought, "lt's okay if you crash in a dream" and just as soon as I have that thought I wake up.
I found myself with 3 joints laying in bed and i smoked 2 of them, my mum suddenly came home with my geandpa and auntie while i was smoking them saying "You can smell him puffing down on joints, he'll light another one up soon!", I went out and said hi for a bit, this dream went on for alot longer but i can't recall anything else. Another dream i had went on for ages but all i can remember was picking on alot of people then having a vision that a face was in my knee so i grabbed 2 knives and started scraping at my leg until my knee ripped out, my knee and upper thigh was completely mutilated lol. There was about 4-5 different dreams, they went on for ages, i only remember 2 of them and this much of them unfortunately because i decided to sleep for even longer.
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