IareJordan's Digital log for recording subconcious brain activity during REM Sleep
Welcome to my Dream Journal! Why write when you can type? Alright, lets get down to the nitty gritty of it all.
Info
Plain ol' text is in Black
Dreams are in Red
Lucid Dreams are in a lovely Greenish color
And elite member text will be in infrared vision.
Onto the Dreams!
Ironman Cupcakes http://moviesmedia.ign.com/movies/im...object_468.jpg 4/6/08
The dream starts as a sort of prolouge story, with a deep voice doing a sort of backstory to the dream. It has something to do with many superheroes have disappeared and the remaining ones are being trained. I seem to be a superhero, who seems very confident and experienced. I walk out of an iron gate into a vertical tube shaped room, with some poles twisting up to the top, it looks industrial and run down.
I jump off the ledge and start slowly flying up, while circling the room. I feel bored and rather tired, like I had done it many times before. Eventually, I get to the top where I land on a small platform. There are two other people I recognize as fellow heroes. One of them looked either like a cupcake or a Banana split. The other looked like some sort of bomb.
Next I'm back at the gate I leaped out of, except I'm Ironman. I exclaim that I got my knee surgically repaired and I walk out. For some reason, I summon some weak sand and use it to attack the cupcake man. It takes off half of his head and he laughs in a friendly manner. He attacks back and I dodge.
Suddenly, a man who I recognize as a teacher appears in the middle of us three. The other two start attacking him out of nowhere, and after some hesitation, I join in. He soon falls and shrinks to a miniature size. Another, older man pops up and tell me to store him until we can get him medical attention. I wrap him up in a blanket that doubles as my sleeve* as he turns around to scold the other heroes. He soon turns around and asks me to take the man out of storage.
I take out the blanket and unfurl it, but the man is nowhere to be found. I have a minor panic attack, but the old man is calm, he tells me to check my sleeve**, so I reach in and Wala! The mini man is there, safe and sound. At this point, an area selection type screen appears before my eyes. There are four options, but the only one I noticed in particular was one that said "Death of the elders" or something of that sort. At this point, this part of the dream ends.
*This didn't make much sense to me either, especially since THIS
** Contradicts it, ahwell, dreams will be dreams!:D
Nonspecific Dream Jumbo
In this part of the dream, I am walking out onto a moving, industrial platform on a bright, clear day with a younger girl who seemed to be a family member. I am explaining to her how to play Team Fortress 2. I change into the Engineer for a demonstration. This changes my clothes to a red shirt and overalls. I want to show her how to build a sentry, but when I create it, it starts flying around randomly, this confuses both of us. Thats the end of that part of the dream.
Well, thats my first entry in my Online Dream Journal. Feel free to give me insight to what my dreams mean, tips of gaining lucidity, or as I collect ever more dreams, suggest some dream signs why don't ya? Thanks for reading this far!