july 25
***COMMENTS AND QUESTIONS WELCOMED***
***NAMETAGS***
***THINGS I SHOULD'VE NOTICED***
***NIGHTMARES***
I didn't want to post on the new page unless I could get a dream and the last couple days have been frosty so I slept in today (yay weekends) and had a nice little dream, several others but was too lazy to write them down (ugh)
Don't Trust the Man Without a Glove
Somewhere in this dream there are my 2 uncles arguing about something but I don't necessarily know where that goes so I'll just put it here.
I was naked in bed and on top of me was a very beautiful woman who also happened to be naked. The bed resemble my mother's and the room was painted the same off white with a touch of yellow. The door was in the same place: if I looked down towards the foot of the bed, the door was slightly to the left of my feet. The woman was white and all I could see at the moment was her butt and legs above my face. When I looked downward I could see her curves and her abdomen but no more. She crawled all over me but when she turned so that I could see her face it looked like a mask that had been hardened and burnt but healed and all that remained was a mask like mass of scar tissue resembling the mask from the movie "The Mask". I was not very disturbed by this. The woman then [color="orange"]shapeshifted into a man in a black coat and a three piece black suit with a red tie and a black fedora. This man still had the scarred mask that the woman did. The man was looking to the side sitting on the bed cross legged. His head slowly swivelled until it turned toward me. The mask covered his eyes. He then pointed to my left and sneezed at the same time. I quickly looked to my left and when I looked back the man had turned into a dark warewolf like creature, its hair blowing in a non existant wind. It had the same mask but this time with a canine type nose. The shapeshifter left the room and in came a fat angry man. I can't remember what he was wearing but I do remember that he was the boss of the place or something like that. He was very angry at me for doing something that I don't totally remember but he ran me out of the room and suddenly I had clothes.
The next thing I know I'm walking into some sort of crowd that's walking through the building I'm in. It's a tour group. The building I'm in is a multi story building and the walls were painted bold colors, yellows purples reds blues etc. Each wall was a different color. I walked toward the back of the tour group and found myself in the corner. Somehow I had gotten into a fight that started in an exchange of words and then it escelated into me punching him several times and slamming his head into the side of the wall. Then I pushed him into this slightly fluffy man in front of me that also happened to be a police officer. The officer beat up on the man i pushed until the man i pushed explained to the officer that I had pushed them. The officer then pointed at me and yelled. Now that I think of it I can't remember any of the sounds from this dream... I quickly ran out of the room by running toward a red door, slamming down on the handle andrunning through quickly. The door had led me to the stairs which were grey concrete with sparse lighting. The staircase went down and then pulled its 180 to the right. On the left side of the stairs (the outside side) the grey concrete of the stairs continued upward as the wall and on the right side there was a yellow railing that the paint had faded and in some places, started to peel. I ran down the stairs and started skipping the steps. No matter how many stairs I skipped or how fast I ran the two men were always at my back, starting with the man that I had pushed. It got to the point where I had to start being creative wit it. I looked at the railing and there was enough room between it and the stairs above it that I could vault the bars and land on the stair case below it. I make it successfully on the first jmp through but the man I pushed does the exact same. Now I start to panic. As soon as I had jumped the railing I noticed that the flight of stairs I was on now was extremely long for some reason. I tried to vault over the rails again, this time diving head first wrecklessly but the man behind me had caught my legs. When my body lost momentum I was able to catch myself on the railings and then kicked viciously with my legs until I had escaped from the grips of the man holding my feet. I fell towards more stairs except this time I could see a train over the railings. The train was sleek and silver although it looked very slightly beat up and ragged. It had detailed lines and patterns all over it in a blood red. When I jumped over the railings the train started to leave. I ran towards it and was able to jump and catch myself on a window that was open. I pulled myself up to the window as the train excellerated and then was able to get inside. I sat down in the chair and watched as the 2 men behind me dissapeared.
It had turned out that I was being chased because I had psychic powers and that I was just seen as a freak in the world. I had gone to a place that was the epiphany of autumn to me. It was next to a giant brick building where the red in the brick was almost a dirty brown and the trees all around me were gigantic. The ground was littered with orange and red leaves and the trees were still full with the colors too. In the middle of the park like area, more like a school yard kind of thing, there was a giant poll with strings hanging from the top that draped down and connected to at least 30 construction beams, one to each string that hung from the top of the pole. I was sitting somewhere in above the ground maybe 2 or 3 stories up and I was playing around with the beams with my telekenetic powers making different shapes and things. I remember something about making something for my ex to show my love. I think I made some kind of ornate heart without bending the beams. The pole was huge and higher than me which allowed me plenty of movement manipulation with the beams. Soon after messing around with the beams for a while a bunch of parents saw what I was doing and they kept yelling things about me being a freak (sound is back!) and then in an attempt to stop me from using my powers they had their children climb up on the beams. There were atleast 100 children. I was extremely disgusted in their cowardly attempt, using their children as some sort of moral blockade that kept me from using what made me unique. I was extremely furious with anger and because of that I started using my powers for evil. Blind with rage I start swinging the beams around, crashing them into each other and the children that clamped on top of them. The dream at this point turns into a news report of the event, or maybe a documentary type thing: "...the screams of the children were so horrible that one could have never imagined the sheer terror that they could have been experiencing. Some children were in so much pain that they could not scream at all..." The video included most memorably, several children being smashed between construction beams and one child having his hands connected to the end of one beam and his feet to another. I used my powers to rip of his limps, his screams deafening, the blood everywhere and then the remainder of his body was ripped in half at the stomach. He was only able to scream for seconds more until he died.
At the end I can see a little white kid with short blond hair dressed as many kids were in the depression. He had the sort of cap that paper boys wore.His father who looked a lot like him was covering his bandaged hand stumps with gloves so they looked semi real. The little boy looked at his father and said, "Never trust the man without a glove..."
In other news here's the calendar for this week:
Saturday (tonight) WILD technique attempt 4.5 hour period
Sunday: learning to wake up naturally after dreams for use in DEILD
Monday: WILD 5 hour period
Tues: natural
Wed: WILD 5.5
Thurs: nat
Fri: Wild 6 and then rinse repeat until I get some success then following that success with a continuation of that method.
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