I'm not sure if its just a fragment or a dream. Dream I was in the suburbs somewhere and saw Batman of the Future. He had time travelled to the past. I saw him and started asking him questions he just answered them nonchalantly as he used some futuristic device. I asked him one burning question and I forgot what it was but maybe it "How far did you get with Dana?" it was something about far. He answered "Very far".
Vesterguard's Dream non-lucid - Notes - lucid 15-08-11 I get teleported into a gorgeously decorated church. I am not alone, there is a vampire with me. The church is quite famous though I don't know which it is. I am amazed by this. And I start laughing in wonder, I look back and see if I am the only one experiencing this reaction. The vampire, who looks like Bill off true blood, does seem a bit impressed, however he isn't only happy and excited. His face is lighting up and he is in agony, didn't think of the whole vampire on sacred grounds thing. I rush to him kneel down and put my hand over his face and throat and keep chanting “your spirit is welcome here”. After a while he settles down relived of the holy pressure and a thought occurs to me. If he was feeling the effects, why wasn't I, being half vampire myself. I look back and see a bunch of sorcerers walking slowly towards us. One of them seems as surprised as I am at my freedom from the pressure. Then she looks a bit to her right and breaths out a bit of mist. “Thank you Jake/Jack” I whisper and think of the ghostly spirit that is accompanying us. I recall who they are and address the people walking towards us, being confident that I could annihilate them should a confrontation arise. “The Order of St. Giles right?” These people are vigilant vampire hunters, we are however not here to cause trouble and we don't wish unnecessary bloodshed. I explain that the man lying wounded on the floor is a good man, though he is a vampire. I manage to persuade them to listen out for a second and next we are sitting around a table in a booth towards the front of the church. This time Erik is there as well and it seems like we have earned the trust of the order (In the Dresden Files they are known as the Fellowship, but hey, my dream). I tell him that we will get his memory restored in no time. He sort of looks at me blandly, but looks grateful as well. The scenery starts moving about quickly and I think I switch character. I am moving away from the church and it is dark around me. The streetlights don't produce much surrounding light, but sticks to an unnatural cone straight down. I keep moving away from the church eventually going under ground, where I have to move under some metal fences for quite some time. On the other side the character I am, a little blond chubby boy is given a spell that for some reason is dangerous to vampires. I am not quite there to witness exactly what happens, but a big bad ass vampire in a black long leather jacket appears. I think he deals with the person who gave the information away as I retreat bellow surface the way I came. I wonder on the way back how illogical this is, as if he was chased by a vampire he would be dead soon enough, though I rationalize that maybe big baddie didn't know which direction I went. … I am in a rather big city. Lasse F is there, though the chronicling of the dream is slightly off. I meet up with a woman I know in a shop, I don't know her name though. She has some markings on her lower left face, but I am left in doubt if these are permanent or just some recent light scaring. Her hair is shoulder short and approaching black in color. I dunno exactly what we are talking about, in general I think it is just some small talk to get to know each other. I think we are in the same school. We leave the shop rather quickly and continue the conversation on the street, where we depart soon after. I am at the same spot in the streets now I am talking to Lasse F. I ask him quickly what city in Europe he would consider the best architecturally. I am expecting something like Barcelona or Amsterdam, though he doesn't answer with any of these cities. I don't hear what he says at first, and when I ask him what he said he seems unwilling to repeat himself. The dream is working towards a big meet up of a line of characters, some I know and some I don't. I remember not if this actually takes place in the end or not. … I am in a book shop of some description and all of a sudden a battle between a death eater and a harry-potter-like character takes place. I am not sure if there is an actual battle or it is just pretense. The Harry Potter character is a woman/girl with spiky hair of a dark color. I sit back silently knowing that I could take them both on and get out on top. … I talk with a couple of friends about the way people have gone traveling and are unlikely to come back. One of these is Minka and her brother gets used as an example of a person that has left and isn't coming back. I mention Anders as a person that has come back, and Skovborg might be in the room, he himself as an example of a returner.
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This dream refers to a previous dream I once had, depicting my cousin (who I will call "Yu" for the sake of this dream-journal entry) and his father (my uncle) suddenly deciding to go overseas. Last Night's Dream: I was sitting in my lounge room with my parents, two sisters, and one of my three brothers. There was a knock on the door, and my uncle, his wife and Yu came in. My mother mentioned something about them coming back from overseas and asked me if I remembered anything from that day (it was an actual dream I once had haha). [I only remembered some details however. It involved a hospital and POSSIBLY an older version of a friend's girlfriend (of whom I have no attraction to). I had that dream a couple of months ago BEFORE I started writing in my Dream Journal.] My uncle then mentioned that his son, Yu, had suddenly started to vomit afer his arrival back to Australia, so they took him to a hospital for a check-up. My mother (suddenly knowing all the details EVEN THOUGH SHE WAS SITTING WITH ME THE WHOLE TIME AND JUST HEARD THIS NEWS ) then said that the doctor called it "Fidal". In my dream I was confused as I'd never heard an illness by that name before, and concluded that she meant Vital. I decided to search up "FIDAL" on my laptop (when I turned it on, I had three internet windows open; two with 7 or 8 tabs and one with 2 or 3 tabs. They were all open on a forum with a dark background), but then a notification popped up telling me I had 8 emails (THE WEIRD THING IS, IN REAL LIFE I ALSO HAD RECIEEVED EIGHT EMAILS OVER NIGHT ) I went on to the e-mail site, but it didn't seem to work -.-, so I went back to searching Fidal. I typed it in on Google, and a few results came back, but one stood out. I don't quite remember what it said, but none of the results had anything to do with illnesses. Then I got distracted by my oldest sister holding up a camera and videoing (sp? taping? can't think of other words :L!) everyone for no apparent reason. Everytime the camera focused on someoen, their line of sight was shown in green (in the real world (dream world? :L ! ) ) I thought this concept was amazing, until I saw the camera focusing on Yu's hand and saw a big lump (that looked like a mmosquito bite). I then realised he had cancer. My uncles wife mentioned performing laser surgery, while my mum mentioned that he had recieved cancer because he frequntly disobeyed his parents (which is true in real life), and, due to this, we should all obey our parents more. I beleived it -.- (wtf?!) My sister (the younger of my two sisters in that room, but older than me. I shall call her Mia for the sake of this dream-journal entry. She also frequently appears in my dreams, especially nightmares, possibly because I am very close to her) asked Yu if he wanted to be tall and built or skinny and short. (wtf? ) I thought this was insensitive as I was assuming he would die early or not eb able to get built, because he had cancer. Yu didn't seem to realise this, though, and nodded at hte former. Afterwards, everyone proceeded to leave the house to go to a neighbourhood park. Mia stayed back, however, and a pizza box and my sister's best friend (also a first cousin) appeared out ofno where. My sister and cousin then proceeded to proceeded to talk about school, while I watched some TV. There was a show about nature hosted by the host of Australia's got talent (in my dream he was blonde though). He mentioned facebook in a negative way (can't remember what though). Another show came on, but I ignored it and went for a slice of very cheese pizza I woke up after almost taking a bit of Pizza -___- it looked so yum </3
(There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.) This dream takes place in a sort of Medieval fantasy world, much like Lord of the Rings. I am my dream incarnation Kalima, who has orange hair and wears a white and violet dress. I am in the center of a large valley of some kind. I am on a flat plain surrounded completely by large snowy mountains. It is cold and dry and it is either late autumn or I am far north, though there is no snow on the ground. I know I am trying to find my way to a certain land, but I do not know how to get there. I am in the process of escaping another land where people are trying to kill me because I have been accused of witchcraft. A while ago I was being pursued by a group of men dressed in furs who were riding black horses, but somehow I avoided them and ended up in this valley. I am nervous because there are no trees or large boulders to hide behind and if the horsemen make there way into this valley, they will surely see me. I head for the smallest range of mountains and try to traverse over it, but I lack supplies and I am starving, I am too tired and it is too cold. I collapse and some travellers find me and take me to their cabin on the other side of the mountain. I sleep for a long time and when I awake I am in a trance like state and I start drawing maps because for some reason I am unable to speak and cannot tell my rescuers where I am trying to go. Some of the older men in the family recognizes the land I have drawn in my map and they gathers supplies to try and take me there. We travel for a long time and are almost at my destination when the horsemen find us and attack us. All of the men I am travelling with, except one, are killed and we are taken prisoner. We are taken to a camp set up by the horsemen and I am interrogated and tortured because the horsemen want to know where I was headed, though for some reason I am still unable to talk. Late in the night thw lone survivor of the men I had been travelling with is tortured and killed. After his death some of the horsemen gang rape me repeatedly. Dawn comes and I am traumatized and exhausted and am looking forward to the horsemen killing me for witchcraft because I do not want to live anymore. Before they can assault me further the horsemen's camp is attacked by elven warriors and the horsemen flee or are killed. I am overhwelmed by everything that has happened and pass out. When I wake up I am in a large palace somewhere and there are beautiful elven people walking around and whispering softly in the grand halls. My wounds are dressed and there is fresh fruit and bread on a table near by soft bed. I am still traumatized from the torture and rape, and still unable to talk, yet somehow I know that I have arrived at my destination and I fall back into a such deep sleep that I do not know if I am just asleep or if I have died.
Updated 08-21-2011 at 09:55 AM by 6048
Morning or noon. I was with friends. We were traveling. Walking from a gymnasium of sorts into a small area. We have a guide. An Indian guide? We were going to walk over a "sand dune," but I decided to walk around it. Then from afar, an old, bearded tricycle driver said something in a language I did not understand. I started to think we were "caught," or something. Then our guide started walking to that direction. Then driver moved his tricycle near us. In his tricycle was a pregnant woman in white dress. I asked our guide what happened. He motioned for us to ride the tricycle. I took the "backseat," the seat behind the driver. The rest of the gang took their place inside. I realized we were supposed to ride a jeep, but maybe this is faster. Riding the jeep, it suddenly turned to night. We were going through the countryside, or so it seems. I can see the surroundings quite well, and not just a black area. Trees, etc. The red "roof" of the tricycle that I'm holding on to slid out, and I almost fell out, with upper body leaning all the way back. But I didn't fall. The Korean driver profusely apologized. I told him it's okay. Morning, around after dawn. We passed by an area with some small bodies of water. We found small animals, and specially penguins. For some reason, I loved penguins, and I looked forward to playing with them once we got down the vehicle, which has now turned into a low-flying plane. We started landing. When we landed, it turned into a helicopter for the vertical landing. We landed on a sandy area. Chase. Running. A thief. I was with two girls, one is younger than the other, inside what looked to me like a Counterstrike game location. I chased after the thief, using the opposite direction, but found no way. I followed the thief's trail instead, and found it led outside. I looked for him, but he already got away. I was able to reach an area where there was a cleaning guy, setting up stuff. I asked him if he saw the thief. He said he didn't. Then I suddenly "see" a dark area, with bonfire. There was a leader, who looked like he's a tribal leader from Africa's shamanic past. He has bones dangling on his body, and white streaks on his dark body and face. There was a guy who arrived and offered to sell him a tiara. He said it's worth 24 karats, or something. The chief looked at it and was happy. Then I told him it doesn't look expensive, and might just be a toy. The chief started having second thoughts, but the thief already left. I was back with the two girls. I verified with them that the tiara is a cheap toy. I was in a prison. There were only individual prison cells, separated by walls on either side, and one "gate." I was with friends. I was guarding the prison. There were two guys in the prison who I know. I discreetly set them free using the keys. More people were put inside. The guard after me was stricter. I was at home, at night. I was waiting for a friend to contact me. He lives somewhere across the street. We were contacting each other through text. I recalled we were talking in the coliseum before. I went to the mall. I was going to meet them. I changed my sim card for some reason. I was waiting for them at the food court. There were three of them. It was Cool and his two best friends. They took the seat a bit farther than where I was, so I walked to them and took a seat. They were talking, and eating the nachos. I tried to ride along with the conversation, and ate some nachos. But then I started to wonder why I seem to be ignored. Then Cool said something to his guy best friend about getting some nachos, to which he replied, "I would, if this guy (he said a term or nickname but I forget) would just leave the food alone." I was surprised, and so I told them my name. They just looked, still not recognizing me. I become hysterical, and then realized I was in a dream. I cried on the seat, and they just left. I was just acting to see how they would react. I then thought, "So that's how they would treat me." I then looked around. I told myself "I'm in a dream," and I tried to stand still and not do anything to lose lucidity. The environment changed to the streets, no longer in the mall. I was looking at people walk by. There was a small, one-story building in front of me, and to the left is a plaza of sorts. The sun was shining from that area, which seems to suggest that's the east side. Or maybe it was setting down and that's west. I started to start losing consciousness, so I rubbed my hands. Then I noticed my sister arrive from behind. She looked unhappy (as usual), and she was going to give me something in a plastic bag. I tried spinning around since I've read it changes the place. Now it's night, in a garden/plaza type of place. And my sister was still there, still looking as unhappy as usual. I just took the plastic bag and she left. There are still people around, but it's already night, with the usual yellowish posts. For no reason at all, I started running around and jumping. I lost lucidity, and I forget this part of the dream. --- NOTE: I left the music playing randomly until I fell asleep around 11:30 pm. It stopped after 30 minutes or an hour after. I woke up sometime in the middle of the night, with the music still playing, and did a midnight adoration. Went back to sleep and had this dream. This was before the alarm went off. I did around 3-5 reality checking throughout the day, mainly hands and words/time, and reminding myself to stay still and rub hands or spin around once I have a lucid dream. I also did nine conscious breathing counts before sleeping, and then visualizing a previous dream.
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07-08-11 I am going to sleep on a sofa, M is next to me she is happy cuddling up. … I was in Brighton, and I was getting back home. I ended up forgetting my shoes and an envelope with cash. I was running around in my slippers most of the time. I end up being in a bar and I get my cash back, because one of my friends had stolen it off the window shelf. However when he realized it was mine he had given it to one of my friends for him to hand it over to me. I walk over and speak with RB and ask him why he had taken the money in the first place, when he knew it was lying next to MY window. He explained that he had just found some money lying around, and hadn't really paid attention to where it was. I concede that I may have just picked up the money as well. I count it, the cash is weird, it is Euroes, but the paper is very thin. There is less than I remember but I don't suspect he has stolen any. …
28-07-11 I am wearing a blue suit and I am talking to a couple of my friends, Thomas H. being one of them and I am in Thailand. Well I am technically still in Denmark, but they are in Thailand and we are talking together. I tell them that I am going to go there as well. My family is going so I end buying a last minute ticket to go with them. I am flying with a company called (something) Airlines, could be Scandinavian. I arrive late, and I have to supply a code to the check in lady, who then herself guides me towards the next step. Here I get asked if I have my ticket printed and I tell her I don't. She starts a process of printing it and then she need me to tell me the code name I have assigned to the passport I have already given her. I tell her I don't remember that (gee, maybe because it doesn't exist ^^), but the first lady helps me by supplying the prompting word “bottom”. I quickly remember that my password is “Rock” and when I say it the woman proceeds to printing my ticket. When we get to Thailand the first thing we do is to go deliver our bags and then go visit some people. My dad and I are with the man of the house, while my mom is with the lady. As we are walking down some stairs I hear my mom explain why she didn't like her the first time we met and I can hear that she is getting drunk. … The next dream also centered around being in Thailand. Here Janni T. becomes relevant as she is actually supplying one of the rooms that we have to stay in. This room is in the middle of a lake and you have to go through an underground tunnel in order to get there. I am happy that we are staying with her and by the way she smiles so is she. My grandparents ask me at one point if I would like to switch rooms with them to the room closest to the foyer, because it gets filled with dust and their health isn't too good to deal with that. I off course tell them it is ok, though I am a bit sad that I won't be bonking close to Janni. … I am talking to someone with Eliot L. We are just talking to a woman and each other and I start adding small intellectual insults after each sentence when speaking to Eliot. He laughs and the woman sort of looks at us in surprise. I explain that it is how we speak and joke with each other, and Eliot keeps laughing while agreeing to that. … I am at the pyramids, captured and working for the Nazis, I don't particularly recall what we are supposed to do, but some of it involves going up and down big scaffolding on both sides of the cleft we are in. As we are doing this, when approaching the top there is a long rope that is carrying up bricks. When inspected closer it isn't actually “one” rope, but many smaller connected to each other. There is a mechanism that tells when an individual has pulled enough (the full length of the little rope) and it doesn't take that long to take your share. The Nazis are working on the parole that while we are there we might as well help getting some materials up that we can later use in the work we are supposed to carry out. After I have taken my share of rope pulling I actually take a bit more for the people coming behind me, because I am unsure as to how I am supposed to let go of the rope to the next in line. So a couple of workers get a free ride that time. My next assignment is to go through a small narrow passage way towards the top floor of a house. In fact before I enter the small passage way I believe I am already on the top floor. The assignment isn't specifically for me but there is a sign on the door in there that the door is very narrow and I am very slim so I end up just doing it. There is an emergency exit just on the other side of the small door, and it is these that I am supposed to close. When I look around I see a ladder up to my right. I decide to go up and take a look, the good Nazi worker I am ^(>.<)^. I find myself in a room, like a teenagers room, though more grown up. I go around and I close all the windows and doors I can find, when I all of a sudden have a conversation with Thomas H. and it becomes apparent that I am in his sister's room. He tells me that he has never even dared setting his foot in there. When I come to myself she is standing in the room and I slowly walk over and explain to her that I am just there to shut the emergency doors as per instructions. She reacts calmly and accepts the explanation before she tells me to just get out. I do so as my job is done and it would all have been great except if I hadn't become naked as I walk out the next door and she looks at me. I think I have an explanation for it, but I blush and I question myself if the reason I have given is factual and if I actually believe it myself.
[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of July 18-19, 2011.] I'm at my old elementary school. I'm following a little ridey-car through a bunch of playgrounds, which are big, colorful, and elaborate. I'm at the dining table in House #1, eating a meal with my parents and having a heated discussion of NaNoWriMo T-shirts with my dad. I insist, “If I need a large, you need at least a 2XL!” He's insulted and ends the conversation right there. [Day residue: I had just ordered a new NaNoWriMo T-shirt on the 17th, and I do, in fact, need a large, because their shirt sizes tend to be small.] My family is staying in a rented vacation house that is up on a slight hill. My mom and I drive up to it in her red Honda Fit [she really does drive one in real life] and pull into its dirt driveway. There are already many other cars parked in front of the house, causing my mom to complain about having to back out through such a narrow space later. We're planning on leaving the rented house later and going and staying at a camp. [Fragment] I tell my parents about my plan to purchase a Smart Car. [More day residue; I really had been thinking about doing that.]
Last night's dreams seem to be a little more along the lines of my usual dreams, though I was never really lucid. I am figuring that lucidity will improve as my recall improves. Free For All I am a fighter in a game of Dungeons and Dragons Online, I am carrying a nasty and cool looking sword. There is a tournament of some kind going on, where players are all fighting against other players. Things are set up so players can get KO'ed but not killed, so the scores are based on the overall performance and 'kills' by each player. I am fighting against a rather big guy with an even bigger axe. He proves to be very strong, but his tactics are way too predictable. After avoiding a couple of his attacks I am able to identify a pattern in his attacks and get past his defenses. I knock him out and then continue exploring a forest area where the tournament is taking place, it is a very realistic looking forest, looks just as real as any forest in the waking world. I am a bit distracted by the surrounding environment when I get surprised by another player attacking me. This is a man with a sword, and as opposed to the first one, he seems quite a bit more skilled. This fight goes on considerably longer than the first one, but I am finally able to get the upper hand and take him down. I am quite a bit more tired from that fight as I continue exploring the forest. Aquarium Jumping I am at some huge series of aquariums, looking at the various ocean life in them. There are assorted fish, many kinds of fish, in every imaginable color. There are also sharks, stalking the aquariums as if they are on the hunt. I see a woman in the water, she is swimming as if she herself was part fish, swimming like a mermaid and I see she is one… She is jumping like a dolphin. Jumping from one aquarium to another, practically flying between them. It seems the sharks are trying to catch her, jumping out of the water and grabbing at her, but always a bit too slow as she proceeds to the next aquarium. It seems she is trying to jump from aquarium to aquarium until she reaches the safety of an aquarium not far from me where there are only fish, no sharks. I see there is a man in one of the tanks, one of the tanks with sharks in it. He is trying to get to the side of the tank to get out. The mermaid jumps into his tank and tries to get him to hang on to her properly so she can still jump. But instead he seems in a blink panic and is grabbing frantically at the mermaid to keep from being pulled away by a shark. She tries to jump with him on her but can't do it, instead, his blind panic makes him lose his grip and fall back to the water while the mermaid clumsily falls in a neighboring tank. The sharks swarm the man and tear him apart in a feeding frenzy. The mermaid looks sad that she wasn't able to save him, but no less determined to save herself… she takes advantage of the distraction and makes the final few jumps to the safe tank. She swims over to us observers and hands me a beautiful flower, saying life was needlessly lost, but don't let any more sparks die. Imagination Is Real I am in a strange place with some other people. I think one of them is MoSh, another of them might be Nomad… We are all in a world that somehow doesn't seem quite stable, it seems to be changing and shifting around us. The world around us is reforming as time passes, morphing from one form into another. Someone is talking to us, I don't see the person who is speaking, but the voice sounds familiar, maybe it is Q? He is talking about traveling through dimensions without actually opening a portal, just phasing through the dimensional boundaries, sliding sideways sort of through the worlds and watching them slip by. The effect is that one feature morphs into another as everything gradually shifts from one place to another. Mountains slowly smooth out into hills, flat areas rise up to form mountains, low areas fill up with water and then rise up and are covered by trees… buildings sprout out of nowhere and various races of people, not necessarily all human, are living there and going about their lives without seeming to notice us. For a while we are under water and there is a society of dolphins swimming around us. Q says for me to imagine where I want to go and I will soon be there. He says that whatever I can imagine exists somewhere, the universe is that vast. So when one person tells another, "That isn't real… you just made that up…" is really a nonsensical statement since it surely exists somewhere. Precious I am in a room with my ex boyfriend, he is singing a song, I recognize the song is titled Precious by Depeche Mode. It seems he is trying to say he is sorry for how he has treated me in the past. Here are the lyrics to the song: Precious and fragile things, need special handling. My God what have we done to you? We always tried to share, the tenderest of care. Now look what we have put you through. Things get damaged, things get broken. I thought we'd manage but words left unspoken Left us so brittle there was so little left to give… Angels with silver wings shouldn't know suffering. I wish I could take the pain for you If God has a master plan that only He understands I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through. Things get damaged, things get broken. I thought we'd manage but words left unspoken Left us so brittle there was so little left to give… I pray you learn to trust have faith in both of us. And keep room in your hearts for two. Things get damaged, things get broken. I thought we'd manage but words left unspoken Left us so brittle there was so little left to give…
ok, so i had no recalls on night 2- probably due to exam stress. Also, a day late posting this, since i was a bit busy yesterday DREAM STARTS We are travelling by car to a coastal town somewhere in the north of england. There is an unknown woman in the car with us, holding a device that looks like an ipad, but much larger (about the size of an A3 sheet of paper) This isn't working correctly; the screen is glitching out, throwing up random swirls of colour. Upon arrival, we enter a shop, which, although looking fairly large on the outside, is actually my local cornershop on the inside. The device then tells us to go to a fictional island; We boarded a ship, but i have no further recollection of the journey, which takes several days. When we arrive, everyone I was travelling with has disappeared, except for the stranger. Her device tells us that we need to go back home. She then turns into a spanish woman; I didn't recognise her, but was friends with her, apparantly. The device has gone. The dream then changes, and I'm watching a documentary about dangerous animals. There is a clip of a snake attacking a man, but the snake has many rows of very large teeth, similar to a shark. The attack is quite graphically violent. A series of other animals is shown, becoming increasingly more unlikely, until the narrator is standing next to a cage, feeding the animal inside it. The camera angle changes, and i see that the animal is a cockatrice. DREAM ENDS. Ok, so slightly more vivid than night 1. My attempts to MILD failed, as did my WILD attempt upon waking- This, however, was met with marginally more success than usual- I started feeling heavy, as if i was partially into Sleep-Paralysis, and i was getting occasional random images. Nothing approaching a dream, of course, but.. an improvement, surely?
I recall seeing a clown with us, while I was with friends, in a gazebo or "umbrella" area, which is dark like night, but I can see with some white light coming from a lamp post. The shadows still make it hard to see. I felt a sense of rejection, and reminds me of our old dormitory. We were traveling on a boat/barge; old ones, made out of wood, not metal. We were in a war of sorts. I think there were fewer of us left. I see a formation of tanks, the size of blocks, and I vaguely recall staring at them as they transform, trying to figure out if it was a dream, but then it all became hazy. A friend is commanding the small tanks. I recall seeing a restaurant, and a cruise. --------- Dreamsigns: Clowns (a rare sight) Feeling of rejection Old dormitory (haven't been there for years) wooden boat War Tanks Restaurant Cruise
Updated 06-29-2011 at 08:19 AM by 47454
i'm on my way to Cedar Falls a made up town and i was going there because of a book i had read. the book was actually The Catcher In The Rye but for some reason it was called Cedar Falls in the dream. i am almost there and it hasn't been a short trip, i've been driving for almost a week and sleeping in my car and i had been staying in one town just outside of Cedar Falls and i was eating in a diner and four other strangers were there but they were all on their way to Cedar Falls because that's a popular thing i guess. anyway then this person i know named Freddy came in to work and i was like, 'how are you working here, i just saw you before you left?' and he said, 'i'm just working here today.' then there was this house. i never had to get inside the house, but there were three times i had to get out of it. it was surrounded by water, like it was sitting in the middle of a pool and the front step was level with the water. the water never moved. there was algae everywhere and four awkwardly shaped floating ice chunks like in the antarctic and the only way to get out of the pool was to jump from chunk ti chunk. they were wobbly. so i was with these four people from the diner inside the house and they all want first and then i went, and this happened three times, and i went last and i always fell in. the water was warm. the people i was with acted like i should have been really upset for falling in the water but i really didn't mind. i did back flips and played around and i could breathe under water (which didn't strike me as odd) and when i got out i was dry (which again didn't strike me as odd) and then i woke up.
April 30, 2011 Notes I wasn't going to post this at all, but then I figure I've been neglecting my journal for awhile now, and so I've forced myself. Some familiar recurring characters here, also a carryover of my broker air con dripping into the dream. Kind of ominous, as per usual, and strangely unsettling, especially around Burnett and the house. One very, very memorable dream character whom I've never met before. I can still see his face in my head. Entry 011 I'm laying down between Octavia and Burnett, with the rest of my friends on the other side of Octavia. At first I don't seem to noticed Burnett. We're laying down, but we're in a kind of stadium place. It's some kind of school trip, I think, and the rest of my classmates fill the stadium around me. The stadium doesn't really have seats so much as risers, so that there's no back rest or place for your legs to dangle down. Most people are sitting up, cheering someone on, but my group and I are laying down, looking at the night sky. Suddenly I hear someone calling my name, singing it, in fact. I glance to my right and notice a skinny-ish boy with chin length sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and a distinctive, but cute, face. I don't know him, even looking back he doesn't resemble anyone I know in real life, but I can still see his face in my head. I duck under the risers, swing down to the ground effortlessly. He's singing me a love song. I smile and watch him sing into his mic for awhile. Finally, I interrupt him, "Hey." I smile again. I take a couple steps forward and hold out my hand, palm-up. He looks startled, and stares at me for a few seconds with an expression of horror on his face. Before I can even react, he's twisting away, running. I'm confused, and a little hurt, but I don't really think anything of it. I go back to my place on the risers. As I'm laying there, looking up at the sky, I suddenly notice Burnett is laying next to me. I say something to him, and we start talking. Ironically, we're talking about lucid dreaming. After that, I'm talking about some photograph I have with me. He looks at it in a way that makes me think he's seen it before, and that it has a greater significance than I believe it to. After answering one of his questions, there's a pause until I reply. Once I reply he grins. My answer seems to have made him happy. Suddenly, without warning, he plants three kisses up my arm. I'm dismayed. I realize that I had gotten closer and closer to him and that now we were only inches apart. He sees the look on my face, says, "I didn't mean it that way...". It's too late. I'm scrambling away until I'm hugging Octavia, who had been angry I was ignoring her. When the event, whatever it was, ends, I walk home to a giant Victorian style house. It's empty, haunted in a way. There's a constant dripping from the ceiling, as if the house is in a perpetual state of wet mold and decay. My mom is in one of the upstairs rooms, and she seems to be very sick. I wait for a long time in the house, not sleeping even though I am tired and it's pitch black outside. I get the feeling I'm waiting for Burnett. Eventually, my mom calls me up to her room and tells me to go get some food for a party. This trip coincides with some journey I have to undertake. I find myself on highway at night. The area around me is somewhat desert-like, but it's so black outside I can hardly see a foot in front of me. Eventually, I come to a kind of way-station. Here there are a bunch of vending machines that spit out hot fast food. I walk up to the McDonalds one, hit the number of the food my mom wanted, then punch in the credit card information. Sure enough the machine spits out some hamburgers. Behind me, there's a huge line and a menacing looking biker makes it clear to me that if I don't get out now there will be trouble. I run out of the way-station, and I'm back on the road, heading somewhere...
April 20, 2011 Notes Went to bed at 8pm, woke up at 5:30am. Heard the music in my dream, but as often happens when I'm lucid half-sleeping, I could not hear the words and though I knew it was the sound of my alarm clock, felt it a good idea to ignore it and incorporate it into my dream instead. I have horrible judgement when I'm sleeping. My dream self never wants to go to school. Eventually woken up by my mom around 6am. First lucid in a little more than a week. Entry 008 I find myself in the city. I'm lucid, but as usual, I don't attempt to control the dream. I allow myself to become involved in the storyline. I see Clemens and a mixture of people from my journalism class and people from my February trip. I realize that this dream will in a way mimic that trip. The city is a mix of Vienna, Budapest and the place I live now. There are modern skyscrapers with quaint European shops and homes squished in between. At once I see museums and horse drawn carriages and then I see glass and steel buildings at another minute. We're told to go off on our own, like we were often told in Vienna. I go on a little excursion. Somehow I end up in someone's house with a grey horse, named Grani over the horse in Sigurd, the Volsung. I'm feeding the horse in metal bowl. Clemens comes for me. Free time is over. We end up in a low ceilinged building, kind of like a club and a hobbit hole mixed together. We're sitting at long tables eating, watching some kind of entertainment at the front. After we eat, we see a glass enclosed arcade inside. I watch from outside as some people play DDR or sing karaoke. I watch Clemens fail horribly at DDR and decide I want to play. When I try, though, the symbols on the screen are gibberish and the arrows on the pad don't work correctly. I'm kind of disappointed, dream self and lucid self, so I decide to leave. When I walk outside, the whole city now appears to be made out of quilted toilet paper. Also, the old European charm has vanished. If it were not for the entire city being made of toilet paper, it would look just like the main street of the city I live in now. I walk around for a bit past some familiar structures like the huge mall until I come to what looks like a ramp leading down into a parking garage. I go down. It's not a parking garage, it's the lobby of a bank. Go figure. I decide to set up an account. I'm sweating; For some reason I'm really nervous my mom is going to find out I'm setting up a bank account. At this point the music from my alarm clock interrupts my dream. Consciously I realize that this is my alarm clock, but I won't allow myself to get up just yet. I don't know why, but the music comes through to me without any words, only instrumentals. This gets interpreted by my dream self as some kind of new super power. The ability to remove the words from songs. What an amazing ability. I wake up.