Thread: Dreams Of A Lone Wolf

EDIT: Damn it I wish there was a delete post button. Anyway, I just restructured my Dream Journal. Added a few entries and such. There are more recent entries that I am going to add soon. I'd actually prefer to start a whole new journal, as this one got very unorganized and didn't fair well when left unattended.

All posts below this one were edited, removing the entries as I simply added them to this first post.

Anyway, there'll be another update soon enough.


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Entry #1

Name: The Horse and Rider
Type: Dark/Recurring
Time Period: July 28th 2006 - Unknown
Frequency: Ceased

The Dream: I'm standing on a nearby outdoor basketball court, and I'm talking with someone who seems to be a friend of mine. Though I recognize her in the dream, once I wake up, I completely forget who she is. There are a few others playing basketball, or just talking. Then, we hear a low rumbling and look over to my right (her left) and there is a storm rolling in, fast. The clouds are red, the sky is dark. Lightning jumps across the clouds, yet, not a single drop of rain. Everyone stares in amazement. The clouds roll and move every-which-way, and the lighting moves with it. Constantly jumping across the sky. Then, a loud, deep boom of thunder blasts throughout the area and people run. My friend I was talking with began to run, but I stopped her and said she lived to far and to come with me. We went to my place, and saw my sisters scared and crying. She went over to try and relax them. My Dad was watching out the window out to the front of our house, marveling at the storm. He was just as confused as I was. I join him, and after a minute or 2 I see a red horse and its rider walking down the street. It stops in front of my house, and the rider looks in at me. It suddenly enters my home and stares at me. Everyone is paralyzed with fear. Me in front of him, he unsheathes a sword. He motions me away after saying something, though I can't remember what. He pushes me away, and points the sword at my friend. He raises the sword, steps forward and brings it down. I step in, and the sword hits my shoulder, and stops. I am unharmed. I say something, though I again cannot remember what, and the horse and rider leave, and he disappears. The sky returns to normal and everything is calm again. It looked as if it never happened.

Notes: The Red horse and rider is the Horseman of War from the book of Revelations in the Catholic Bible.

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Entry #2

Name: Busted?
Type: Normal
Date: Sept. 30 2006

The Dream: There are men armed with automatic weapons standing in, what looks like, a sewer duct of some sort. The sewer is dark, with a green tint to it. No water is present, except for the dripping from the ceiling. Walking and talking, a sound is heard. Above, they open fire on what looks like a vent. The vent is white, and looks plastic. It looks like something you would see in a home. The vent falls off, and they run in fear, dropping their weapons. They come to a dead end room in the sewer, and water follows. It fills the room, then sinks to just below knee level. Someone walks into the room, and utters the words "You are under arrest." The men smirk and step forward. The "Cop" takes out a large chain. He pulls the two half of a single link apart, and places them over the wrists of one of the men. The chain falls off, yet the men do not seem to notice. The officer leads them out of the sewer as if they were still cuffed.

Notes: This is my first "normal" dream that I have remembered. One that doesnt have an amazing significance unlike the others which were all pretty intense.

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Entry #3

Date: October 20th 2006

Something very weird happened last night. Its rare that I remember 2 dreams in a month let alone a single night. One I have already had, the other is new. The first one was the Recurring apocalyptic dream. That doesn't surprise me as I had a good talk with a The_Blue_Meanie about that dream earlier. There were no noticeable changes however, and I still don't know who I was talking to. The second... is new, and quite disturbing.

Dream #1: The Horse and Rider

Dream #2: Goodbye...
Type: Nightmare

The Dream: My vision starts blurred, and then focuses. I am on ground and in pain. I am in my school, leaning again a wall or locker. Its hard for me to move. I look at the floor around me, which is covered in blood. I look at my hands, blood is running down my arm. I look to my left. My friend Sarah is on the ground, struggling to get up. A character steps into view and towers over her. In his hand he holds a combat knife. He stares down at her, and thrusts the knife into her gut. Then pulls it out and slashes her throat. Fear surges through me, as I watch her body become lifeless. Her eyes turn grey. A cynical smile from the character, as he stares at me.

I woke up in a cold sweat.

Notes: Writing can not explain how graphic the scene really was. What is oddly shocking is that neither of us, not me or Sarah normally have much fear of anything, and neither of us fear death. Her cries of fear and mercy made this all the worse. I actually picked up the phone and called her after this dream, though I made no mention of it. It was 3:30am.

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Entry #4

Well, this was weird. I've had a few dreams that I've remember over the past little bit, but most details were scattered and I havnt actually recorded them like I should.

But, this was a REALLY interesting one.

Name: A Horseman's Fury
Type: Dark/Evil
Date: Tues. Nov 21, 2006 @ approx. 11:30am

I was sick today, so got my 5th day off school (SCORE!). Even though I was babysitting one of my sisters, who also happened to be sick, I decided it would be best to lie down for a bit. She was asleep herself, and probably wouldn't wake up until my mom got home anyway.

So I took a nap, fell asleep and after what seemed like a couple hours I "Awoke" into my room again, which was covered in a thick and dark, fog like air, that got thicker as it neared the floor. I walked around my dark house looking for the source. I decided it would be best to probably get out, incase whatever this was, was toxic. I step out of my home, and thought my eyes were deceiving me. The world around me, was destroyed. In ruins and aflame. It was dark and charred, and smoke covered the sky.

I walked the streets in awe, and found myself walking onto a familiar scene: The basketball court at the nearby school. At the time, I thought nothing of it. I approached the court and stood at the middle and looked around at the charred area around me. I heard something on the street, and immediately got a bad vibe, and a strange feeling of Deja Vu. Nonetheless, I with no hesitation approached the street. I looked up the street, and noticed a thick cloud of smoke that was pouring down it. About mid way it reached its thickest point, and quickly thinned. Through the smoke I saw a figure approaching. I heard a familiar sound clicking on the street as it approached, but at the time I just couldn't pin it.

Then a shock entered my eyes as I saw the Red Horseman exit through the smoke. However, he was holding something in his hand. It hung down, as if like a ragdoll. As the horseman stopped, he stared at me with an evil gaze. He threw what he was holding forward; A body. A familiar body, a body who's face I've seen before, yet fail to recognize in the waking world.

Immediately the scene around me disappeared in a swirl of fire. The fire dissipated, and the scene went black. I went into freefall, and awakened to a hypnic jerk.

Notes: This was an incredibly vivid dream. There were so many signs, so many things from a previous dream I can not BELIEVE I didn't become lucid. I woke up and was smacking myself in the head, saying to myself "It was so damn obvious! How could I not of realized it?!". It was intense, and much different from the original. In the original, I overcame the Horseman, and the world became peaceful and beautiful. In this, the world was already gone, and the girl whom I saved originally was now dead.

This was one of those ones that really stood out.

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Entry #5

Wow, something weird happened. I had a major False Awakening.

Lately, I think I've been sick. Ive been really tired and out of energy all the time, no matter how much sleep I get. But somehow, I managed to wake up at 4:45, just for no reason. I just woke up, wide awake immediately. Thats never happened to me before.

But, Thursday night:

Name: Alternate Reality
Type: Normal to False Awakening
Date: Thurs Dec 14 2006

I started off dreaming about me and my friend Sarah just hanging out. A relatively normal dream. The dream seemed pretty real, nothing out of the ordinary. Just like a normal day between the two of us. The dream just played out, Then something happened, I realized we werent anywhere I recognized. We were in a field, unfamiliar to me. Then we looked off in the distance and noticed the scene becoming pitch black. Darkness engulfing the scene. Once it reached us, I was False Awakened by my dad. I looked at the clock, it was about 7:00am. I got up, got ready, went to school. Normal Friday. The dream spanned over the course of the entire day, nothing out of the ordinary either. It was just a plain, normal day. I went to school, went to class, listened to my iPod, talked with people in normal everyday conversations, had lunch, walked home, sat at my computer for a few hours, talked on MSN, played some games, walked my dog, normal day. I look at the clock, it was just past 11:00pm, time for bed. Went to bed, fell "asleep" and was immediately awoken again by my dad.

Notes: Somehow, I didn't question it. I knew the whole situation I just experienced was a dream, and I knew it was really Friday now. But I had this feeling when I awoke, a feeling like I had just finally gotten out of being trapped somewhere, I was relieved. It felt like awakening from a Nightmare I guess you could say. There was no fear though, and the dream wasn't a nightmare. During the dream I just felt as if it was a normal day, I felt as if I was actually living my life.

I also "saw" the dream differently... its hard to explain. Its felt so real, so like regular life...

Anyway, thats my night.

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Entry #6

Date: January 9th 2007

Dream #1: Battle the Beast
Type: Normal

I found myself in what appeared to be the gym of one of my old elementary schools. In the center a table was setup, and seated there were a few people, including a someone I knew, Ryan. The crowd was quite large.

A rumble from behind, some sort of beast or creature appeared in a clear spot of the gym. A large group confronts the beast, all armed with swords. One particular sword is different from the rest. It is larger, more jaggedly shaped, and glows blue. What is strange is that it has no real significance to the dream, nor the person wielding it.

A general like man in a dark medieval armor stands yelling at the "army." Clearly this man is aligned with the beast. Another very alike man is in the hand of the beast. The group attacks and clings to it head to toe, as do many others in the gym, including myself.

After a while of battling, a man in a suit with a brief case approaches with a weird walk. He hands a court order to the man in the beast's hand. I then mock the way he walks. He says something to me and gives me one as well, and walks off in a different way.

Things return to normal, the beast and swordsmen gone. Back at the table I was arguing with someone and constantly saying "No." Ryan was about to say something and say "Shut up Ryan!" to him and turn back once again and repeat "No!" This caused laughter for some weird and unknown reason.

Some point later the dream ended.


Dream #2: Knock Knock. Who's there? GESTAPO!
Type: Normal

I personally was not present in this dream.

Nazi soldiers are running through the city, grabbing, "arresting" and attacking many of its citizens. A group converge on a man and his daughter, whom he is holding close. The daughter was about 8-10 years old. The city is dull and grey.
As the soldiers near them, the man and his daughter disappear. A ping or chime-like sound is heard as they disappear, and a thin, metallic-like silver light takes their place for a second.

They appear in a courtyard like area, or a court-square, with many Nazi's (both guards and off-duty). They all turn to see the father whom immediately teleports again.

This time he appears in the center of a large group, all anticipating him. Surrounding, they slowly converge, and once more, the man teleports. This time him and his scared daughter appear in a small home that stands alone for thousands of miles. Over these miles are lush fields, spotted with trees, covered in flowers and beautiful green grass, with a warm, early morning sun shining down.

The dream ends around here.

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Entry #7

Date: January 20th 2007
Name: I dream of dreaming
Type: Normal/Wannabelucid

I had the closest thing I remember to a lucid dream. I had a dream, about Lucid Dreaming. In the dream I was in my kitchen and I said to myself "Hey, this is a dream." I didn't realize I was dreaming though. I proceeded to try to fly but was unable to get high off the ground. After False Awakening, I went and told my sister that I just had a Lucid Dream, which is weird cause she has no idea what it is nor would care about anything I did. So I didn't have a Lucid, didn't know I was dreaming, but "myself as a character in the dream" did. (I think I explained that badly)

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Entry #8

Date: January 26th 2007
Name: But a taste
Type: LUCID!!!

Woot. It was only about 10 minutes and wasn't incredibly exciting, but I don't care. I finally had my first Lucid (that I can remember) and I can now build off that!

The dream itself is sketchy. I remember some event led up to standing outside my room (which for some reason I didn't know was my real room, or that I was actually in my own house) and talking to a person about a curse upon the room. I went to sleep and remember looking around the room and thinking to myself "Wouldn't it be cool if I was dreaming?" a second or 2 later I jolt up and say to myself outloud "Holy Shit I am Dreaming!"

Immediately I was excited. Then I remembered that if I got too excited I'd wake up. So I calmed myself and took in my surroundings. I remembered stabilizing the dream, so I looked at my hands. I'm always hearing people's hands are messed up or weird, mine we're fine and normal.

I got out of bed and walked out of my room. It looked just like my house normally would, but I think there were some extra plants and other details. Only slight differences. It was 3:00am, and I went up stairs and saw my dad in the kitchen. Then I tested the laws of Gravity, and jumped straight up. Jumping a good 10 feet(though for some reason I didn't hit the ceiling). My dad looked surprised.

Then I remembered I had school, and woke up.

So it wasn't major awesome, but now I have something to build off of. Yay!

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Entry #9

Anyway, 2 new entries! Both from last night. I didn't sleep the night before, nor even try to. I just sat awake at my computer listening to my iPod until 6:00am for school, which turned out to be a snowday. So then I went to a buddy's place. No sleep, no rest I don't know why I didn't rest, but, last night I got major REM rebound and remembered two dreams.

I actually can't remember which came first.

Date: February 6th 2007

Dream 1: Taunting
Type: Normal/Wannabelucid

I was in my home and reality checking. The dream actually began, or picked up from, an event during my actual waking day when I was reality checking. In the dream however, I was almost sure it was a dream, but needed to prove it so I constantly reality checked. I remember looking into one of the washrooms of my house, and hoping for something to change when I wasn't looking. I remember it did, but still reality checked any way as if nothing was different. I remember the orange covers changing to multi-coloured, and I remember someone actually being in the room when no one was there before. Turning around again it all changed back. Except I did not become Lucid


Dream 2: Confusion
Type: Normal

In this dream, I was standing in our school cafeteria at one of the tables talking with a few people. I can't remember who we were talking to, but I was with 2 people. One being the girl I (really) like, the other being a girl who I don't necessarily dislike, but did have a problem with in the past. We are however on good terms now. Neither of these girls I regularly hang-out with, nor can really be considered friends, they are just girls I know from school. As the three of us were standing there though, however the second girl looked at me and kissed me when I looked back, at which I returned the favour.

Both dreams, short and simple.

Notes: This actually surprised me. I've never actually thought of her in that way, and [the first] I like more then I have ever liked anyone. I don't know why. Out of many crushes and rejections, I've never cared. It was dissapointing for maybe 5 minutes, but then I moved on and would forget about it. It would be like it never happened. But in the case of her, she is the first time its ever lingered. At first I figured it would be the same as every other time, but it wasn't. The feeling of dissapointment didn't get in the way or affect my life, but at the end of the day, it was just something that bothered me. Shes the first time I've ever really, truly cared.

Ever since I asked her out shes been avoiding and ignoring me. Expected. But when it comes to this dream, its something I don't understand. Maybe thats what it 'means.' This dream confused me just like this entire situation, about why she's is the first girl who's had a real effect on me.

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Entry #10

Date: February 20th 2007
Name: Lift Off
Type: LUCID!


Lucid Number two!!

I actually consider this my first real lucid dream.

I was tired, so I went to bed early. About, or just before, 10:00. I had taken some B6 and B12 and slept and began to dream.

I was sitting at my computer, talking with someone on MSN. I can't remember exactly what we we're talking about, but at a point in the conversation I reality checked. Not in a way I have before in waking life though. I asked "Am I dreaming? Is this real? Is this the real world, or just a dream?" on MSN. It hit me immediately. I felt really weird for a second, and there was a flash of white over my eyes. I don't know what happened, but I was in my bed rather then my computer suddenly. My room moved - like I was dizzy (but I wasn't) - and warped. My body actually tried to move and warp with it. I fought this and rubbed my hands together until the scene was stable. When it finally was, I looked around and decided to have some fun.

I hopped out of bed and walked out of my room. My dad was there. To have a little fun, I walked up to my dad and asked "Hey dad, am I dreaming?" and he just looked at me and said "What? Are you crazy?" I smirked, "No, but your going to think you are in about 3 seconds." And with that, and as he gave me a "What the fuck are you talking about?" look, I took off into the air at amazing speed. I don't know how, I didn't even practice, and its the first time I've ever flown. It just came to me, like I knew what to do. It was completely natural.

I flew through the roof of the house, as the splinters of wood and shingles broke off. I flew at great speed through the air, and found myself over a beautiful, but calm, sea. I lowered myself just above the water, maintaining my speed and stroked it with my hand as I flew. The water became active, small to medium sized waves rising and lowering. I flew up higher and stopped, floating in mid-air. I looked around in all directions, and all I could see was an endless body of water, no land in sight. So I chose a direction and flew as fast as I could, and imagined land approaching. Unfortunately, upon bringing forth the land the sea quickly disappeared
I returned to my home, and went inside and to my mother. She was still half-asleep, and she asked me what I was doing. I told her "Dreaming." She asked what I was talking about, so I floated above the ground and kept myself there, hovering. She asked me what that was supposed to prove and I once again said that I am dreaming. She told me that I'm crazy and I'm only floating there because of hot air rising (what the fuck?)

Sometime around there the dream ended, and I awoke in my bed at about ten after 4:00am.

Notes: I actually sat up thinking "No! Let me back! I've still got two hours before school!" but alas...

However, it was an extremely exciting and exhilarating experience! I was amazed! Unfortunately there are many details I don't remember, but once again, exciting!

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Entry #11

Date: March 3rd 2007
Name: Mechanized Evil
Type: Dark

I was in a room, like a lab of some sort. It was run down and not upkept well. I was captive in this lab, as we're others (though many were dead and/or dismembered), and I was being experimented on. I was stuck to a wall, and not to far in front of me was a table that had many "tools" on it. They were as crude as the room. I remember someone removing something from me. It was an odd object. It was like a bug, half mechanical, half biological. It was an odd shape, like a cone except the larger end was curved. The object itself was metallic, but around it was a coating or film of some sort that was more biological. It was small and thin edged, and slightly smaller then my palm. The man held it with 2 fingers and showed it to me. He showed me its underside, at something that looked like what I'm guessing is the brain of the thing. I remember remembering that a war or conflict of some sort was going on. That the world was mostly destroyed and mechanized, with many different machines.

Notes: It could be described as Resident Evil like, except with Machines instead of a virus I guess.

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Entry #12

Date: Unknown
Name: Its not a big truck! Its a series of Tubes!
Type: Normal

Now heres something interesting. This is one of my more memorable dreams, and I've had it more than once. Oddly enough, I had forgotten about it up until now. I don't know what triggered me to remember it, but nonetheless.

The Dream: This wasn't as weird or odd as most dreams, but it still held some of the qualities. The most notable being a large structure in which the dream took place. It was outdoors, and a large series of tubes similar to a hamster maze or something a child would play in. Except this one was large, very large. Massive would be an appropriate word. It rose for hundreds of feet, and unlike a 'child's version' this one was meant for a person to move through standing rather than crawling. It was purple in colour and transparent, and the ground was concrete underneath.

The event was a competition of some sort. A race to the top (and back down) if I remember correctly. There were a few of us I believe, but only 2 really stood out. My self, and a girl. I can't quite pin the identity of the girl, and I think her appearance may have changed between a couple of the times I dreamt this dream. In one instance I believe she had brown hair, however in the latest that I can remember, I remember her much resembling my friend Sarah. Blonde hair ponytailed over her left shoulder, and blue eyes. Wearing Denim Jeans and a denim jacket over a yellow tank top.

The dream flowed very well, there was nothing completely out of the ordinary. Nothing mystical, and it seemed to follow a direct "story"line. I think I had just arrived at the scene when the race was beginning. I was asked if I wanted to attempt it. I agreed and begun, running up and threw the network of tunnels and tubes that twisted and turned for hundreds of feet up towards the sky. During the run I remember seeing others in other parts of the network of tubes, and most notably the unidentified girl who seemed to be my rival in this race. There was no grudge between us, it was a friendly rivalry and us enjoying the competitive challenge.

As we pushed further, something happened. One of the tubes had broken under the girl, and she had fallen through. Hundreds of feet in the air, she held on to the edge of the broken hole for her life. I stopped and looked upwards towards her. She was very far ahead of me, and navigating this network 'legitimately' would not bode well in terms of time. After running a little higher, I punched through the tube and began running upwards on the outside. The feeling was amazing, the height felt so realistic, and running at such a speed so high up on the tube trying to keep my balance, was a euphoric feeling. But my focus remained unscathed. I ran and jumped, climbed, turned and twisted as much as the tubes. At some point I had almost fallen. I lost balance and with what little time I had, grabbed the top of the tube with both arms and looked down at the impending doom below. I can't remember how I got back to running to my goal.

Her location wasn't very helpful either. I had to run further up and ended up above her in order to get near her. At this point I had no idea of how long it had taken me to get there. I had ended up inside one of the tubes again, directly above the girl. A hatch was on the bottom of this one with a rope ladder. I lowered myself down with it. Unfortunately it wasn't long enough to reach the collapsed tube that she hung onto. I dropped and landed on the top of the collapsed tube, with her hanging onto the bottom. When I reached her and grabbed her arm, I heard an applause come from the crowd countless feet below. But it was not over. The tube collapsed even more under the new weight, this time rupturing one of the steel supports that held it. We fell, her arm held by me, I grabbed the ruptured beam and held. The tube I had descended from had also collapsed, lowering the ladder to our level. Unfortunately it still did not want to be helpful and happened to be a good distance away. On the bright side, it was above a sturdy part of the tube network. We looked at each other, and both of us using all our strength, I had thrown her towards the ladder. She caught it, barely. Hanging once again, the all too familiar scene started to become a dramatic annoyance. I jumped from the support I still held onto, diving towards her. When the timing was right, she had let go, and I had caught her mid air. We landed on the top of the tube below, and began descending to the bottom. At first we ran, as it got steeper we descended sliding, in a snowboard fashion. At some point however that had to stop. With her in my right arm, still a good hundred or so feet in the air, we jumped from the top of the tube toward the concrete foundation below. We landed harmlessly to our feet, and then casually walked back to the crowd as we turn and marvel at the epic event we had just escaped from.

A conversation began between the two of us, and her apparent parents and my own who were all present. The details I can't remember.

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Entry #13

Date: May 26 2007

Dream 1: RP-what?
Type: Normal

It was similar to an RPG game, in an medievalesque scenario, and it was night. There were rolling green fields, and a beautiful clear sky, Crisp and Fresh air, and atmosphere. I sat at a wooden table at I guess was an inn or something. There were 2 girls talking, and mentions of a hospital. After the conversation had gone on, I reluctantly said something (can't remember what). Things jumped and I found myself in the air looking down on the beautiful scene, "selecting(?)" a location to go to, similar to a game. I went looking for the area I was last in with the 2 girls, and after visiting a number of similar places, found the one I had left. Battlesque music began to play with no real origin. People were seeming to panic, and I asked where the 2 girls had gone. I was told they were going to "Vegas City," which I understood to be the capital of the place I was in. In a video game fashion a viewpoint followed the large open fields and plains to the city, and looking down at the scene saw the 2 girls half way there. Things jumped, and with memory lost I can't recall how the dream ended.


Dream 2: You did what?
Type: Normal

The Dream: A mention of a someone I know, Jake, had commented that he had planned on going to the school dance that night with our another, Lindsey, but that when they hung out she just sat there and so he left. There was much more to this dream I believe, but thats all that memory serves.

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In the following entries (up until #17) I recorded a number of previous dreams. I had these dreams not too long ago, a month or two, maybe more. I forget when I had them exactly, so no dates (save for the last entry). I recorded them out in point form at first and just expanded on them and typed them up. All dreams under an entry are however from the same night. So these dreams, while I may not remember the exact dates, are from 4 different nights.

Entry #14

Date: Unknown

Dream#1: The Tournament
Type: Normal

The Dream: A really short and simple dream (though I believe there was more too it that I didn't recall), in a room with a few others. Everything in the room is white or a light grey. We spoke of an upcoming tournament, and held a number of pink slips which I believe were entry slips. The deadline to enter was May 14th.


Dream#2: Expensive
Type: Normal

The Dream: Driving with my dad, we drove through Cunningham, a residential town-house street in my area. We pulled into what was apparently a store to pick up a few things. We estimated the price to be around a couple hundred $$, but it came to $1250, one item specifically was $1020.


Dream#3: Mmm, Food
Type: Normal

The Dream: Was in a small outdoorsy area of sorts, eating what in the dream was steak, though when I woke up I recognized it to be chicken. There were a number of smaller bowls and plates on the table, some with mostly salads. There were others in the restaurant, and one looking on me at a table behind me with her friends. She kept staring, her expression changing back and forth. Curiosity, Disgust, and just plain staring. I ended up leaving before I could finish.

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Entry #15

Date: Unknown

Dream#1: The Walk
Type: Normal

The Dream: Sitting with a the girl I previously had feelings for(I did at the time of this dream), and her boyfriend. We were having lunch in a restaurant, and she had nothing with her, so we split between the two of us. I remember thinking "Why aren't you sharing with your boyfriend?" A few others I knew were also watching over from a couple tables down. Dream Logic told me she was acting like a bitch, though thinking back I can't figure out why. At some point her boyfriend left, leaving just the two of us.

We eventually left and went for a walk. I asked how basketball was going for her sometime during the conversation. I noticed we were in a small township of sorts, and we stopped by a stone statue of I can't remember what. The area was at the top of a steep and narrow hill, the grey stone road twisting and networking down it. It was a very small township area, everything built of stone. It was very grey, save for the grass, though that too was dull because of the greyish sky. It was very peaceful.


Dream#2: Ancient
Type: Normal

The Dream: I stood in an ancient loooking room, reddish brown brick, with an evening light/glow/tint to it. I was in a hall, walking toward the middle, which had no roof. The middle was a very large room. There were slabs of wall swinging like pendulums in the large room. There was a very orange sky, and the air seemed to be filled with rust. This is all I recall.

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Entry #16

Date: Unknown

Dream#1: Oriental Shelter
Type: Normal

The Dream: Second time I've had this dream, first time recording it. I was with Jake and his family, it was a stormy night. We found a small building, oriental style. We entered through a crevice in the side of it, and stayed there for a bit. There were small conversations here and there, but nothing really exciting. I do however remember the lightning bolts striking down just outside the building, and in front of the windows.


Dream#2: Caution: Heavy Lifting
Type: Normal

The Dream: Myself, Jake and Sarah (different Sarah from previous dreams), were walking through an industrial zone of some sort. It had a yellowish and brownish tint to it. During the walk, we went down a small set of stairs and came around to a crawlspace. Sarah was able to get through with ease, seemingly just walking right through. I on the otherhand had much more difficulty. I had to be completely flat on my stomach, and have my head turn to the side. I dragged myself through, until Jake gave me a push to assist me. He had the same problems coming through . On my way through I remember passing droplets of water that vibrated along with the complex. They never fell but they shook and vibrated, in a fashion similar to static. I believe we knocked something, and a red light began to flash, though we didn't think much of it.


Dream#3: Rough Seas
Type: Normal

The Dream:
A view of a gigantic ship; a battleship. Though it more resembled a cruise ship of sorts. A very odd design, very large. It was black as the night, and the many windows of the many stories of the ship lit up a bright yellow. On the main deck, the radar or statistics of the ship were off key. Very messed up, and not displaying the correct information. The display was shown by hundreds of small blue, green, red and yellow squares. The display currently only showed a few dozen at the bottom and it occasionally went haywire, flashing the colored squares all over the place. Two of the staff on deck watched the display, and then one went and turned a valve of some sort and the display corrected, showing the full statistics of the ship, with only a few squares missing or flashing at the top as it was supposed to.

Notes: I believe this dream was connected to 'Caution: Heavy Lifting', I had a feeling they were connected when I woke up, and that what we had bumped into in 'Caution: Heavy Lifting' was what caused the problem in this dream.


Dream#4: Food for... Money?
Type: Normal

The Dream: Myself and Jake, went into a Wal Mart, though its location seemed to be that of where Food Basics (where he works. (locations relative to my area)) should be. We entered and went to get something, but when going to pay, he used, what was in the dream, his "money card" and it wouldn't go through. I asked why and he said "he only has a cookie on it." Somehow I understood this. "Decoded" to having 50 cents, as that is the cost of a cookie in the caf at our school. I love Dream Logic.

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Entry #17

Date: June 8th 2007

Dream#1: Limbo
Type: Dark

The Dream: I was in an old run down home, it was a dark and stormy night. I was sitting with Jake and his dad, and I got up to go to the washroom. Walking through a dark, pitch black hall, I reached for a light which didn't work. I though to myself "Of course..." and continued to walk, with a slight sense of fear.

The washroom didn't fit in well with this old rundown home. It was large, bright, expensive and had a gleam/glow to it. Dark orange/brownish walls, black marble counter tops. It was more like a hotel, or expensive club washroom. When I went to leave, I was startled by an odd, short woman, with a face that seemed like a mask. She was not there before I turned around, but she was there now. She was washing her hands, but there was something not right about her.

When I went back to Jake and his dad, it was as if I wasn't even there. They went on talking, couldn't seem to hear me when I spoke, and even called for me and told me to hurry up.

I don't know how, but I concluded that I was still physically in the washroom. I concluded it as if it was normal actually, and just a mere annoyance and should hurry before someone finds me there. So I went back, but was greeted with an evil stare from the woman. I now somehow knew, I was actually dead.

I didn't remember dying, but I had. I knew I had died just before finishing up and turning to see the woman, but I don't know how. But I was dead. I spoke to her, and I believe there was a reason, though I can't seem to recall. The woman was however, undoubtedly evil.

Though I didn't remember dying, I at some point re-experienced the details of my death, which was quite violent. I remember someone over me, with 2 large, scythe like blades. I was attacked with them, and the death was bloody. I remember being on the ground, and the person with the 2 blades put them together in a scissor like fashion and lowered them below my torso. This death, strangely enough, involved the loss of one of my... err... guess.

I do remember fighting back however, holding a rusted poll of some sort, broken on each end, and jagged in the middle on either side as if something had been broken off of it there as well. Details however begin to get sketchy.

At some point I remember Jake's dad commenting on me going to the washroom and turning up dead in a sarcastic way, though it didn't seem to bother either of them much in a way similar to how me not being in my body didn't seem to surprise me. Sometime later I was in my school in the caf, trying to talk with some people. Somehow I could now talk with some, but not others. Seemingly only one person could be aware of my existence at a time too, if I were to change who I was talking to, the other would forget.


Dream#2(?): Eye of the Storm
Type: Normal

The Dream: I recall a scene of me and others commenting on a stormy sky, speculating on tornados. The sky was dark and grey, the clouds were in thin lines across the sky, with only a little visible sky (or further clouds) between the lines. A tornado did apparently touch down, and I remember being interested in seeing the inside, and knew I could without harm as I was a ghost.

Notes: Unsure if this was part of the above or one on its own. They feel as though they are separate, though the being dead may show otherwise. It may however just of been a common theme carried over from my previous dream of that night.

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Entry #18

Date: June 14th 2007

Name: Where? When? How?!
Type: Normal

The Dream: I found myself walking through the halls of my school, it was a late hour. The building was dark, though there was some dim light. Alone, I walked through the hall at the front foyer, until I had entered my 2nd period class room. Lit by an orangish glow, from the light of a lamp on the desk. In the middle of the room, I turn around to see someone much resembling someone often present in my 2nd period class, dressed in a blue and gold outfit. It was a seemingly feudal era like, oriental suit of armour. In the room I read from a letter or note, and muttered to myself. I threw the paper down and rushed out of the room.

I found myself in a parking lot, it was day time now, afternoon, though I didn't seem to notice the change. Two men were standing by a car, it was black and a much older car, one of the earliest models. Another was walking, reading a newspaper in a brown overcoat. Somehow all these people were involved, and this was a chase. Though I don't know how they were all connected.

I ended up at a place much resembling my great uncle's home in Waubausheen. Though the house was not there. Instead, there was merely a roof overhanging a part of the field, where a number of horses stood under. The fields were vast, and flat for countless miles. The horizon perfectly visible and horizontal in all directions. I walked the fields, and ran as if I was after someone until I came to the 'tent' that held the horses. A number of different types were under this roof. Black and Brown, though I came up to one, a Peint horse. Brown and White. These were massive animals, standing tall and strong. Beasts of horses. The horse I approached stood tall, and beautiful, with a long brown mane, long hairlike fur starting below the knees and hanging over its hooves. I mounted this horse and began to ride. I spoke to someone, saying I was taking the horse and I headed down a long gravel road that was labeled with a yellow, diamond sign with a black border, that named it 8th.

Notes: I believe this was all one dream, rather than possibly separate. Though it seems quite jumpy, there may be details in between that I had not recalled.

Entry #19

Date: October 2007

Dream #1: Goodbye...

Dream #2: The Hunter Becomes the Hunter
Type: Nightmare

The Dream: The dream starts, friend(a hunter) geared up and weapon ready. Hes creeping through a forest, and raises his weapon slowly towards a clearing. There stands gloriously a trophy kill buck, minding its own business enjoying a meal. Hes about to fire when a strong mist sets in, covering the entire ground. After a short gaze at this odd sight, he re-focuses on his goal, peers through the scope of his weapon and takes aim at the buck. The buck raises its head from its last bite, and blood is seen dripping from its mouth. This is clearly not right, and he stares in shock at this. The buck's fur goes pitch black, its eyes blood red. It turns and stares at its hunter and bears its teeth which are sharper than razors. The buck charges at him, stepping over the body of the slain wolf it was just enjoying.

The hunter fires as fear washes over him. A perfect hit, but the buck is unphased and continues its charge, piercing the hunter with its strong and freakishly sharp antlers. Still charging, it pins the hunter against a tree, blood pouring from his mouth, and needless to say the wound in his gut.

The buck snaps its head downwards, and throws the hunter off its antlers and to the ground. It rears up, brings its front lets up, and towers over the helpless hunter who is unable to grasp what is happening. It brings itself back down on him, and continues to trample him.

It finally stops, and a second, larger and more powerful of the creature is seen watching the horrifying scene. This buck stood a good foot taller with much more mass, its antlers longer, larger, thicker and with many more branches. It seemed much more devilish, if that even seemed possible. Along with its blood red eyes, it had a red diamond formed in the black fur on its forehead.

It glared at the suffering and broken hunter, struggling to move after the beating he just endured. The Alpha as we'll call him, slowly approached and stood towering over the hunter on the ground. The one who gave him this beating, standing idly waiting for the next move. The Alpha shows off its even sharper teeth, and lets out a horrifying screech in the manner a wolf would howl, and brings them down on the face of the hunter. The Initiator follows suit and enjoys yet another meal.

Dream #3: The Chase
Type: Nightmare

The Dream: Another close friend, running through a dark forest, slightly bruised, a cut on her forehead and shes covered in dirt and sweat. Shes clearly been running a while. She trips as her foot gets caught in a branch, and she quickly struggles to get herself free, tears streaming down her face. She finally breaks the branch gets up to run again, looking back to see if whatever has been following her has caught up. She crashes head first into her pursuer while her head is turned, and falls back down. Too scared to scream, she looks up in extreme fear, colour fading from her face. At this point the being towering over her is nothing but a dark, detail-less figure. It reaches down towards her, and her scream is finally let out but is just as quickly cut off as he squeezes his hand around her throat and holds her against a large boulder. She starts to loose her breath, and he tosses her away and to the ground. He grins evilly, enjoying the chase. She seizes the opportunity to run, despite how helpless it seems. Adrenalin pumping through her beaten body, she runs as fast as she can with her pursuer taunting her by merely walking.

She comes to an old run down shack, and looks upon it with as much fear as she did the person chasing her. She turned to run from it, but yet again somehow her pursuer managed to catch up to her. He knocks her out, and drags her into the shack and pins her against the wall, where she is left suspended by what seem like bear traps.

There are many crude tools on the tables in the shack, from hammers to blades, spikes to hooks. She regains consciousness, pale faced and all energy gone from her. Blood dripping from her ankles, wrists, neck and mouth.

I appear in an attempt to save her life. I bring an axe into the neck of the one who did this to her, and then to the knee. While he is on the ground I release her and we run. We leave the shack and suddenly we aren't in the forest anymore, but a cemetery. It didn't take me long to realize what was coming.

Despite an axe to the knee and neck, we were still being followed. There was no end to this. She was pushed away from me, into a gravestone where her arm was broken, and it seemed like it was literally about to fall off. I glare at this beast, but before I can do anything he swings a backhand toward me, and I'm batted away. His arm didn't even seem to make contact, but I was still thrown back with incredible force into a mausoleum. which collapsed around me, every bone in my body broken. I was entirely unable to move, and was helpless to watch as he reached down and picked her up. He shoved his left hand through her gut, with his right around her neck, I watched helplessly as her head was removed from her shoulders.

Dream #4: Defiled
Type: Nightmare

The Dream: The Dream begins with another sitting in the cafeteria at school, laughing and having a good time talking with her friends. Suddenly her expression changes, and she looks around confused for no apparent reason. Everyone in the caf turns to look at her, and their faces melt off and they disappear. The lights in the caf go out, the sky outside goes dark. A number of weird creatures surround her, they seem to be made entirely out of shadow.

Crying from fear, she goes to run but is stopped when someone, human, grabs her by the hair and pulls her back. He holds a knife in one hand, and holds it to her throat while pinning her down to a caf table. He begins to go up her shirt, when she kicks him off and begins to run again. The shadows just standing and watching. Another person clotheslines her, he gets atop of her. He tears her shirt off, but she once again kicks him off. She gets up, but he pushes her with amazing force, right into the school's chapel. The two approach her in the chapel, the shadows now around it. She crawls backwards away from them, but is pinned to the ground and raped.

She is tossed aside, and the two men nod to the shadows which enter her body in every opening, eyes, mouth, ears, belly button even. She loses all colour, screaming at the top of her lungs in pain, until she finally stops abruptly, more blood than could possibly be in her body, all pouring out of her mouth.

Dream #5: Look Both Ways
Type: Nightmare

The Dream: I'm surprised to of had this dream, because these latest dreams have been of people I consider friends, who I truly care about and consider a huge part of my life. I don't even really know, this girl, nor do I expect I will anytime soon. I know is I'm amazed by her looks and especially her voice, but that alone does not dictate who a person is and therefore not who I would consider a friend. So once again, I am confused.

Though on the other hand, perhaps the fact that I have a crush on her has clouded my thoughts and caused her to enter my dreams.

This was the second of the 5 dreams I was present in. We were standing outside, near a bus stop if I remember correctly. Generally just laughing, talking and having a good time. When not paying attention, she stepped back and onto the road, just in time for the on coming bus. I reacted as quick as I could and moved toward her, pulling her away (though further onto the road) just as she was nicked by the side. Oddly enough, she was no more than stunned. She was completely unharmed. We both looked at each other completely bewildered. Of course it couldn't stop there however, it had to have something bad happen. Sure enough we look up the street after hearing a blazing horn to hear see the giant front of an 18-wheeler rolling towards us.

After impact, we were next to each other on the ground, bleeding and broken. Amazed to be still alive, but it seems the dream was not done with us just yet. I weakly crawl to her lying in the middle of the road. I hold her hand, and look back over my shoulder towards where we were just hit, to see the sirens of an ambulance, with a crowd of onlookers on the side of the road. My first thought was that this was going to be the coup de grace, and the dream toying with me through irony. Death by an ambulance, how much fun would that be? To my surprise it stopped and paramedics came out and approached us. One came over to me and then raised his head and looked down the road in shock. I heard her voice, she said my name sadly, and I turned my head back to see two headlights approaching. Just as it reached us, her being the first to be hit, I was left to imagine what mess was created as I was shot awake.

This one was much more graphic than written... but I'm sick of writing about the blood.

Dream #6: Divine Revelation
Type: Nightmare?

The Dream: I was whipping through what seemed like space at an extreme speed. There were glowing shapes all around me. Some were 2D, some 3D, some morphing between the two. They were all different colours, and seemed to be made of light, and were just floating in what seemed like empty space.

I was whipping through this space in what seemed like a tunnel made of dull glowing light, but I could see outside this tunnel, ala the shapes.

But things started to change, to take actual shape. An actual scene began to form around me. Grass, Trees, a blue sky, buildings and animals (though none like I'd ever seen before) started to form. When it all came together I was floating our front of a Cathedral or Church. Just floating there. I wasn't right in front of it, it was a slight distance away. I floated there looking at it, and it blasted apart into little cubes and then flew back together around me, putting me inside.

I looked around this church, amazed. Then I waved my hand around and watched as it left a path, like an after image. I did this for a bit until I heard a Priest's voice. It was so soothing, I loved hearing it. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I could still see with my eyes closed though. Not entirely, but I could see the outlines of people, of the priest, of the windows of the church. All I saw was blackness and blue streaks of light, of the outlines of people and things in this building.

But when I opened my eyes again, thats when things started to freak me out. The Priest help up a cross. A rather large cross, seemed to be made of gold. Things started slowly here. Voices started to become more dull, and sounded more as if they were in slow motion. I started to question my beliefs and myself. I started to ask myself whether I was "right" in being an Atheist. I asked myself left, right and center about my own beliefs. I got so confused and it came to the point where I just couldn't think and I just didn't know or understand. I started to panic.

I looked back up towards the priest holding the cross. When I did, the waslls of the Cathedral went black, the windows went blood red. The people in the church benches all turned to look at me, their faces seemed to be melting and they screamed as they vaporized into ash. The chandeliers, the benches, the podium all turned to bone.

Then the Jesus on the cross began to move. Watching what looked like metal move like that was very odd to see. His face showed him in pain, suffering. He was speaking what I understood to be latin, and it sounded backwards. I listened in fear as he spoke, and watched as he struggled.

Then I looked a little further down again, to where the Priest holding the cross was standing. No longer a Priest, a what seemed like a Fallen Angel was standing there. The cross dropped to the ground behind him as it stood there. It stood with a pale face. Its robes were ripped and tattered, blood covered and with burn marks. The the wings also torn and tattered, feathers damaged and ugly. The angel was crying tears of blood. Along with its eyes glowing vibrantly with hot white light, hell they we're just pure white light.

Then it then tilted its head and moved it toward me and screamed, the most dreadful scream I've ever heard. Like a screech of a banshee or something, with that same white light coming from its mouth.

I felt everything rush around me, and heard a booming voice. Well... I didn't actually "hear" it, but I knew it to be there. It was also speaking backwards latin, in anger.

As I heard this voice, along with the screech of this angel, I covered my ears and shut my eyes tight. It was so unbearable. There was a slight second long, if even that, pause in the screeching where I opened my eyes only to see the angel screech louder and as the white light took its whole face, and soon body. And it extended more throughout this cursed building, which then flew apart like it did at the beginning of the dream.

There was no outside this time though, it was just pitch and pure black in all directions.

Just as the light from this creature was about to reach me, I went flying back. In that moment, every Nightmare I'd had about my friends dying flashed before my eyes rapidly. It was like experiencing each dream over again in the span of less than a second.

As I flew back at extreme speed into this blackness, I watched as the only thing not black, this light from the angel just got smaller and smaller the further I got.

Finally, I stopped. I slowed down and fell. After being in freefall for a short bit, I slowed to the point were I was floating and was set down gently on something solid. Though there was still black in all directions.

In the end I looked up and noticed a very, very subtle blue. Down was a very, very subtle green. Suddenly, all the fear washed away and I felt extremely happy. I smiled, I fell back and laughed. Suddenly the scene returned, a bright blue sky and green grass. A beautiful, beautiful scene.

I closed my eyes once again, and finally awoke.