ER's Dream Journal

**energizerrabbit** · 08-07-2007 09:46 AM

THE DREAM JOURNAL OF ENERGIZERRABBIT

Alright everyone, this is how it works, I will just keep editing the post below me, and the very TOP dream story will be the most recent. I will include after a dream story in italics any thoughts on the dream that I had at the moment of writing.

Formating:

Me describing dream

Me describing a lucid dream

Question I would like an answer to.

Thanks for reading. Please feel free to comment.

**energizerrabbit** · 09-10-2007 05:32 AM

_____________________________________10/4/07

My dream started with a kind of gathering between a few of my old friends, back from my hometown. Not sure how we gathered. I had been having difficulty contacting Brian, but finally got him. We were mad at each other, but it didn't matter, because this was our last night before we all left to college. We had a master plan, we were going to go eat at Burger King. And for some reason, we were at Jeremiah's house, and we decided that we would walk to Burger King. On our way, we stopped by at Stephen's house, and convinced him to join us. We continued on our way to Burger King, with Stephen. Just a few blocks away, we saw a lady, who looked exactly like Kari Munson. I said to Brian, "look, its box chomper Munson." Then suddenly, the entire Munson family appeared near us, and the previous lady was not Kari. They didn't react to my comment, good thing. When we got to the Burger King, they followed us in, except, it was the entire family, even extended family. I remember getting my food, and turning around, seeing the Munson grandma just staring at me. We orded lots of Jr Whoppers, and some rib sandwich, which wouldn't be ready for several hours. So we decided to go to the Sand Pit's behind the Northern Elementary School. Once we got there, we got out some guns, except me. Stephen and Jeremiah pulled out Airsoft guns, and Brian pulled out an AK47 bb gun, and also a bb shotgun. I freaked out at him, and got all pyscho. I didn't know or believe that they were just bb guns. I put the shotgun up to my temple, and asked Brian if he wanted me to pull the trigger. And he cired and said don't, but I did anyway, and it wasn't loaded. So then I got really mad at Brian, and I was just about to storm off, and then my roommate woke me up.

**energizerrabbit** · 09-10-2007 05:44 AM

_____________________________________09/28/07

This dream took place about a year ago, while I was still in high school. It was a group of students, and we were all going on a rock climbing trip. I particularly remember Brian, Halee, Patrick, My Mother, Ellen, Stephen, Michelle, Derek and Hillary, and there were a few more. Well, we all went climbing, but for some strange reason, I wasn't good. I could hardly get up anything, even scrambles were difficult for me. (I don't remember a lot of this segment of the dream). Eventually, we got back to camp, and we were all of course hot and sweaty, so we went to a lake. We swam around in the lake, racing from point A to point B. I don't remember exactly who I kept, racing, but I kept challenging somebody to race. Eventually, somebody in a car drove into the water, but the car floated and worked just like a boat in the water. Eventually we all got out, and climbed a bit up a side of a cliff, where Kari Munson had her house. There were tons of crayons and markers and such in the house, even oil pastels, along with large sheets of paper. Everyone started drawing stuff, in pairs of two, I remember that whoever was my partner didn't like me and tried to get a new partner, and erased my drawing, which I thought was a cool drawing. I left him, and just did a drawing on my own, next to Stephen and Brian. I had never seen Brian draw before, but their picture was coming cool. They told me to get away, so I went upstairs, and found Ellen in a little room. She was drawing, but she kicked me out, saying it was her bedroom, although there was nothing in it. Eventually Patrick came up, and tried to force his way into the room, saying she didn't have any more right in it than he did. I pointed out before Ellen could talk that she did, since it was Kari's house. Patrick eventually left. Then we all started walking through a hospital, it seemed like it was a few days later. Apparently Halee, had hurt herself, her shoulder. I remember standing by her, not knowing how much affection to give to her, as usual with her it can be dangerous to give too much, or too little, she expects you to know exactly how much affection to give to her. Eventually she leaned up next to me and I put my arm around her, and she thanked me. I gave her a little squeeze, which hurt her shoulder. She yelped a bit, but I told her a little pain is good for ya. Then we all left the hospital, and that was the end of my dream, I woke up.

_____________________________________09/25/07

I felt like myself, like, I wasn't a different person, except, I was black. It was still a time where it was separate but equal. Myself, and an older man, who was actually the same character and personality, even appearance as Morgan Freeman. We lived, no, we worked in Jeremiah's house, as butlers. I wasn't friends with Jeremiah though. I would often go out at night with some of my black friends, and make trouble. I was kinda disturbed. I remember once having to use the bathroom, and peeing in the kitchen garbage can. After my friends left, I took care of it, since it was the garbage from my house, or, the house I worked for. My dad had been dead, he was killed in a war. The older butler knew him, was friends with him. Occasionally he would tell me stories of my father, but never detailing how he died. He told me stories (which I was part of first hand in the dream, as my father), running away from the war, trying to escape. Then, failing, and he told me of the beating that followed, from trying to escape. All the time I would ask the older butler questions. And all the time he would answer them to the best of his ability. He let me understand however, that I was not to ask about my fathers death. And I didn't, for a long time. Then, one day, I did. I asked him, I knew it was the right question. (the dream never revealed what I asked him.. strange) He freaked out, he got all made, and glared at me, then started crying, and then ran off. I watched him run across the field, and then he was gone. A few days later, Amber, the wife of the house, asked where he was, and I said I didn't know. Then that day, he came back. I never saw him, but Amber told me in detail what had happened. He was sitting in the lounge, in a big comfortable red chair, not *his* chair. She got mad at him, and told him to sit in his chair. She saw he was drinking her fine bourbon, and he replied, "FUCK YOU" And immediately I woke up.

_____________________________________09/17/07

I was camping with some friends back from home, particularly, Jeff, Jesse, and JP. I remember that we were camping, it seemed that we were in a tent, but it was indoors. Then we eventually moved into a big city, and were camping on the side of the road there. There was a parking garage which we eventually moved into. We were camping in the parking garage, and some people started getting mad, and I believe one of us had a gun. Then when somebody came to tell us to leave the garage, he was shot and killed. He hid the body in the garage, and it started to get really big, police coming after us, FBI, etc. I don't remember what happened, but I seem to remember the dreaming ending with a rich lady happy and driving her car back into her garage.

I had two dreams last night. Sadly, I don't remember the second one, because I failed to write anything about it. I also just wrote this at night, so it has been a long time, and my slacking made me forget much of the dream.

_____________________________________09/16/07

I was part of some kind of community. For a long time I was zelda, and everyone loved me. I did little missions around the town, like get a heart piece there or here. I had gotten the hook-shot, and was going all over the place. There was a girl who I thought was really pretty. Eventually, a man had a heart attack, and I helped everyone save him. He survived, and thanked me. Then, for some reason, everyone stopped liking me, and started liking the man who survived the heart attack. My dream pretty much ended right there.

I remember my second dream. I was in some kind of community which was all animals. I believe it was very influenced by "Robin Hood" There was actually Robin Hood, he was a red fox. I was a fox as well. Several times, people would find Robin Hood, and he would run around the village, escaping. I would, like everyone else, chase after him. Except I didn't plan on arresting him, I wanted to join him. I remember that we didn't have houses. There was really really tall grass, and paths were mowed, leading to a larger circular area which was mowed. That was the bedroom's. There would be little shelves and bags and such. In my dream, I always felt really lost. Then one night, during a really hard chase. There was a girl, a human girl. Somehow it didn't make any difference that she was human. I accidently explored into her room. I knew who she was. Eventually she got back to her room. And I was sitting on her bed. We started kissing, and then we went off to some romantically beautiful area, and laid down and kissed more. And then.........and I woke up.

The zelda dream was before I woke up in the morning, and the Robin Hood dream was after I woke up, and went back to sleep for another hour. They were interesting dreams. I found it strange that I haven't played Zelda, or watched Robin Hood, since I did both those things in the same day, about 1 week ago. I haven't thought about them recently, or anything. How would they have came into my dreams now, a week later?

_____________________________________09/10/07

I don't remember the beginning of this dream, but eventually I was with a group of people, one of them my best friend Brian, and another a new female friend from Minneapolis, Kibbie. We were set in this building, and we were fighting another group of people. We occasionally had guns, but eventually lost them. I started using stealth, and I would run up to people to and beat them to death with my fists, which were wrapped in cloth. Then I kept shouting to Brian to get the gun, but he wouldn't. We eventually got to a big building, were there was another building farther away. There were two enemies in the room near me. The room near me had huge windows, and you could see the other building from far away, which had several enemies in it. Then we rushed in, and beat up the two people in the windowed room. As we were beating them up, a rocket launcher missile hit the side of the room, missing us. It made a huge hole in the ground, which oddly was filled with lava. I pushed both guys into the hole. Then suddenly, the hole became a normal sized paper coffee cup, and they were shrunk down to army men sized. The cup was filled with trash and the remains of a malt. ( I love malts? ) The men in the cup tried to get out, but I just put the top on the cup. One of them tried to drink all the liquid so they wouldn't die, but failed, and drowned in the wonderful malt taste. My dream ended with that.

In the morning, when I woke up, my hair was all messed up, I think I may have been moving around a lot during this dream.

_____________________________________09/09/07

It started on Kodiak Island, and I was there with Dick Larsen and his family, and we were competing against this other family in a contest of creativity and various skills, to show our worth, I guess. We made something really creative and funny, and they were jealous, and left. We went sea fishing, I was with Dick alone, and we were catching MASSIVE fish, I believe skates. They seemed a lot more color full, almost like a shark. They surfaced, and swam away, pulling our boat. Eventually both our rods broke, and then we went back. Then I decided I was going to Montana. I had taken a train there, and planned to hitch-hike halfway back. For some reason, all I had was my yellow back pack, which is a normal school bag. I saw several people from Trek North, my high-school. I eventually got to this strange town that was suspended over a big river, the center of the town had this kind of well that was strange, constantly pulling up water and pouring it over the road. I accidently dropped my shoe into the river, and then tried to find a shop that might sell me 1 or a set of shoes. I found this crazy little shop, which reminded me of a guy's house named Gary Burger, he had hunting stuff and fishing stuff, just like him. The guy in there had no appearance I remember. I thought I only had 5 USD, so I tried to give him 5USD and my shoe, for a set of other shoes. He refused, and went I opened my wallet, it was packed with money, so I gave him some, like 20USD and bought a pair of strange water proof shoes. I was staying at his house for some reason, and my bag had been unpacked, all the stuff scattered around the town. This strange guy had suddenly disappeared, (now that I think about him, he seems more like Gary Burger, a friend of my moms) and eventually got back, with FBI people all around him. Apparently he went through trial, and they said he was partially insane, and then he suddenly started acting like Dick Larsen (another friend of my moms) By the time he was back, I had found and packed up all my stuff, and I left. On my way out, I saw a few people, such as Alison from school, and a couple other I can't name. Then I walked out of the city, and woke up.

This dream was REALLY weird. The only distinct characters were either female characters from my life before college, or characters who I sometimes thought of as father figures (my dad died when I was 8 ). I also have very fond memories of both Alaska, and Montana. This dream contained a LOT of memories and my soft-spots all mixed together. I just moved to college, and it made me miss everyone and everything back at home.

_____________________________________09/08/07

I was going to school at the Art Institute Minnesota (where I currently go), but somehow, decided to go to the one in Los Angles (a place I have always wanted to live) to see how their classes were. I attended one class, for 1 day. I ended up liking it, it had more of a community (something I wish there was more of at this college), and resembled a combination of my high-school (which was awesome), and the sister-school of my high-school. My teacher looked like the same character in a movie I watched the night before. I remember hanging out with the didgeridoo guy at my school and the teacher, and they were trying to get me to smoke pot out of a beautiful bong. But I wouldn't. Strangely, the people at the Ai MN school were also there, but they were still different people, just looked the same and acted the same. I remember that the building was smaller floor space, but it have several vertical floors. I called my mother, and told her that I would finish the quarter at Ai MN, then start at the Los Angeles school. Then the dream finished.

_____________________________________09/06/07

I dreamed I got in big trouble with the mall, but kept going to this restaurant with a girl, but eventually they recognized me, and started calling the police. I was arrested twice, persisting to go eat at this restaurant with this girl. Then I went with my family to the restaurant, my mother and my sister, and during my arrest for the third time, my family was killed attempting to protect me. I seem to remember a fire or explosion killing them. Then I escaped, knowing I needed to run. I ran to my mom's truck a few blocks away, and managed to collect gear that I would need to live. However, I was interrupted by a police man, and ended up forgetting nearly all but a bandana. (My mother is bald and wears bandanas all the time) I had a companion suddenly, some sort of half man, half tree thing that was about 7 feet tall, bulky, and tree textured. He came with, carrying my small bundle of gear. I ran through the city, which if I remember, was similar to a city like in 1984. I ran and ran until I went into some sewers. I went through, some rugged fat lady chased me in the sewers, and my tree man eventually broke a hole in the top of the sewers and we escaped. Immediately the police saw me again, and we took off again towards a corn field nearby. In the corn field, I was met by some goblins who were angry, but I explained the police were chasing me. They said that the police always go mudding in the corn field, their home, and that they would protect me. Sure enough, the police came out with big trucks and drove around mudding in the field, looking for me. But they couldn't find me and I woke up.

_____________________________________09/03/07

I was a ninja, influences by recently watching Hero's, and I was hunting someone down. I believe it was somebody related to me. It semed as thought I had gotten back from a school outdoor trip. Eventually I found my mom and she started talking about money to me.