Thread: LoverbeanS's Dream Journal

March 13, 2009

There were two young men beside an empty road. Both were some sort of Tribesman, one tall, tan, long dark hair, like a Native American. The other one was younger. I forget what he looked like. There were sparse trees, and green grass. The gray road had two yellow llines down the middle.

I forget what the two were talking about. I don't even remember if I played the partof the younger boy. I might have. I began walking down the road, away from the taller man. I wanted to figure out where i was. There was an old brick building along the side of the road. Above the door, a large enscryption in stone read "Terriesville Community Library" or something like that.
I walked past, and continued walking until I turned a corner at a more populated area. The town was full of small double houses like in the various towns I have lived in all of my real awake life. I forget what happens but I find myself in a house, in a room. My two sisters are there and we are laughing and being loud. The phone rings and my sister answers it.
"No,she's not here right now." Stacey says. She hangs up and tells me it was Dr. Byerly. I feel relieved because Dr. Byerly has been after me for some time now wanting to discuss my failing grades.
"She sounded kinda bitchy, she sounded annoyed that you 'weren't there'". Stacey told me. I wondered why she was so rude, but continued talking with my sisters. All of a sudden, a fire broke out near the open door.I run out, leaving my sisters behind. I forget where i run to, but i end up in the house again,the fire must have been put out. Ithink my sisters were OK, and I hugged my mom, I think i was crying. Dr. Byerly was there, in the hallway,looking grim. She told me that the reason she called was to warn me; somebody was trying to kill me and that's why the fire broke out...it was purposely lit. I found it a little strange that she hadn't just told my sister this, but figured that maybe she thought my sister wouldn't believe her.

Some span of time elapsed that I forgot. I may have woken up and fallen back to sleep. I was eating chocolate, and found that there were razors embedded in some of the chocolates. I didn't eat any razors... Well, I knew that the person who was after me must have put them in there, and that he worked at the Cadbury's chocolate factory. I was worried...what if other people have razor-embedded chocolates?

I went for a walk. The houses were old, ugly, coal-town houses, some doublehouses, the town was the same one from the beginning of the dream. I met a woman andwe were talking on her porch. she mentioned how she was going to giveher little boy some chocolate, and Iwarned her against it, telling her why. She got quiet, looked at mestrangely, and went in the house. I followed her, and sat on the floor in the entrance. The woman and some other people were in the adjacent living room, in full view of me. They knew i was there and the woman treated me as a guest. The housewas dark and the prevailing colors were brown, and brownish orange. A fat slob of a man, looking like a jolly biker withlong, black hair, balding on the top, suspenders, black shorts. He began talking in a happy yet commanding tone, like he was a powerful hick. I realized, this was the guy who wanted to kill me. But I liked him and wanted to get along with him.
His wife (the blond woman who wanted to give her son chocolate) came over and told him who i was, my full name. I ran out of the house, across the road, being followed by the woman, and i flew into the air, hoping she couldn't fly. I'm not sure if i was lucid at this point, or controlling my dream. I flew like i was swimming through air, using my arms to propel me. She flew after me and i began getting scared because she could fly too. Then I saw her gaining on me, and I kicked her forehead with my foot. I forget what happened after that, except eventually i was inthis weird area...a factory maybe...with some more people who wanted to kill me.

Reading another member's dreamjournal...it reminded me of a dream I had. I was in a hotel...inan elevator. My boyfriend was with me. Every time the doors opened it was another time...once was the 50's..another was the 40's...people were dressed differentl,y for each period.

I don't think I had any lucid dreams last night.
This is what one consisted of:

I was at my grandparents' vacation home in New York. It is a little cottage nestled among the mountains and pines of the Adirondaks. My family was there...my sisters, my father, and both grandparents. There was more...but what i remember was somehow finding a chocolate lab...a beautiful, large, playful, sweet-tempered dog. It acted very similar to my grandparents' current yellow lab. The yellow lab, Misty, was also there, and my grandparents were going to keep the chocolate lab as well. I noted how this new dog was more energetic than Misty, who was older. However, Misty still seemed more energetic than normal. The living room changed to their living room at their Pennsylvania home..the one they moved out of. Orange carpet, beige walls, comfortable, old. The two dogs chased each other.

Later on I was in our car, with my family, on a long trip, I assume it was the trip home from the Adirondacks. I felt as if I had been sitting in the car a while, and my stomach felt crampy and ached from the long amount of time in one position. I woke up, and the weird thing was, my stomach still ached.

I noticed something...I was more upset before sleeping last night. It was also hotter than normal in my room. Are these possible connections to nonlucid dreaming?

OK...I think we need some background...here are some older dreams of mine...i was very very young but remembered them due to the terror i felt in them.

Here's one:

I was in the top bunk. The room was dark. Some hand grabbed a raggedy ann doll that was near the end of the bed. I looked over the bar and a weird haggard looking man with crooked teeth, orange hair sticking up in many places, and an ugly nose sneered, and bit my finger. I ran out of my bed. This finger-biter, odd as it sounds, was really scary to me and will show up in many other dreams of mine, and maybe the main reason i learned to control my dreams...to escape the nightmares ive had of him. I attained lucidity very young,but controlled the dreams to escape nightmares.

In another dream i seee a group of midgit-sized people assembled in an orderly fashion, like military troops. on my bedroom floor. One is redheaded, if not all...they turn their heads back and forth like fans....

and then in another dream...there is a person who looks like a childish version of the man in the bitten-finger dream. I'm playing kickball or something outside my middle school. The guy beats me with a bat asi lie on the cement.

Lately...ive been having dreams where i have a false awakening and i sense someone there...and have a feeling it's that finger-biter , but i see no one. i may hear noises or someone's voice in the dreams...or see someone vaguely. The sense of sheer terror in the first dream of this nature was horrible. The room spun as i felt this, andmy body felt like it was buzzing. Since the first dream my fear has dulled in the proceeding dreams, but they still scare me.I try to wake myself by forcing myeyes open, but sometimes find myself in another false awakening, and get scared, and continue the nightmare.

My dream recall seems worse the more upset i am when i'm awake.
But here's what i remember.

i was in the Adirondacks again, this time my friend said she would see me. I was kinda excited to see her since we never hang out. I might have actually hung out with her, I don't remember.

I was in an old building, whoever worked there had schedules written on the board that I was reading. I think I was in a psychologists office.

Stuff happened. I don't remember.

Then I'm in a motorboat, at night, on the lake with my distant cousin and a few other people. My cousin was drunk, and it was evident when she docked the boat hapharzardly, and only laughed it off when the bow hit the edge of the dock hard. I knew noise carries around here, and I wondered if my grandparents heard it. they're always bitching about shit like that. Now they might just figure it's my cousin, of course.

In another part of my dream, my dad is telling me and my sisters about something his ex girlfriend heard me say. I don't know what it was, but she overheard it.

I know I dreamed, I woke up this morning remembering some of it. But since then I forgot what I dreamed about. I think there is a clear difference between my ability to recall dreams when i am in a calm and content mood versus my ability when I am depressed, or stressed out. Since I am in a rut right now, that explains my inability to remember dreams at the moment.

Eck.......i tried to remember.

I liked the dream about the fire, kinda had a twist which rarely happens in my dreams. I wish I could think up elaborate dreams like that! I also had a dream with chocolates, but no razors, well i dont think there were... Wow you have excellent recall! Do you write in your DJ in the middle of the night?

Originally Posted by Desert Claw

I liked the dream about the fire, kinda had a twist which rarely happens in my dreams. I wish I could think up elaborate dreams like that! I also had a dream with chocolates, but no razors, well i dont think there were... Wow you have excellent recall! Do you write in your DJ in the middle of the night?

Thanks for commenting

No, I don't write it in the middle of the night, but I did write it right after waking up. I was dreaming right before I woke up. I actually didn't think up the fire part...but it was a fun dream nonetheless. Good thing your chocolate didn't have razors in them..hehe that way you can enjoy them better

OK...I remembered my dream finally.

I was in my college dining facility. It looked almost exactly the same; green floors, lots of green, and an odd layout. Booths and chairs and tables. There was a set of counters surrounding the two girls who made sandwiches and bagels and stuff like that. I wanted something, and looked past the counter to where the two girls where cleaning up. One of the girls was my CA. Both girls seemed pissed off that I was looking at them. I realized the deli was closed. I felt rude being there expecting food, so when one of them asked "What?" I said "Nothing."

They both seemed mad at me for even looking in their direction, overly mad, as if my look offended them...not just because I was there looking for food after closing time. My friend from high school was there with some other people, and she even told me off for it.

I felt kinda peeved that she was getting an attitude over this, I just wanted food and it was a mistake. So I said "Fuck you!" to my friend as we were walking over to the booth her friends sat at. My friend sat down and told me,in a friendly manner,"Sit next to me." A little confused, but happy she wasn't still pissed, I sat in the chair catty-corner to her and across from her boyfriend. My friend and I were both wearing skirts or shorts, either way our legs were showing. We both had slightly hairy legs.

I pulled at an especially long leg hair and said, "Ewwww!" to the amusement of those around me. Me and my friend continued to observe our hairy legs. WTF???!

That was it...that was my dream....am i boring or what???

I had a dream a long time ago that my sister died. It felt so real. I was on a baseball field and it was where my sister usually plays Ithink. My dad was next to me and someone told me she died. I think i woke up crying.

I was in Bakeless Hall, where my English classes are. I had been talking to my professor (the same Dr. Byerly from the dream where my room was caught on fire). Some vague memories of gym class and another class.

Sometime during the dream, I was in between flights of stairs and the department's desk was right there with a few students around it. I am wearing a trenchcoat but I'm naked under it. I realize I'm naked, and some guy is staring at me. I think to myself, my boyfriend probably wouldn't like it if I'm this naked in front of people..."and pulled the trenchcoat around me more. Then I woke up.

I also had another dream years ago where i was in a video game, Grand Theft Auto, hells yeah I was running from cops and shit.

I've had a few dreams where I was at a theme park. One the seats were green and I fell off.

Another one was a sort of nightmare...I had gotten that feeling like someone was trying to get me, and I was scared. I was on a rollercoaster, I forget if i created it but at this point I was lucid. To make myself less scared(and because it's fun) I imagined my bf fucking me on the rollercoaster, and it kinda happened, but i couldn't see him...I could only feel it. Alot of sex dreams have been like this for me while I'm lucid...I can feel but not see him.

This dream is VERY OLD. I was in elementary school. It has stuck with me soooo I'll just write it.

Me, my friend Ashlynn, and Dustin were inside our school's gym. The gym had a circular pool in the middle with a diving board situated high over it. Dustin and Ashlynn jumped over the large pool, and I was going to as well. Looking down, I saw that the pool was green water, with a green face in it. The face looked like the magic mirror's face in Snow White. I jumped off the board, over the pool, to the other side.

Ummm...damn i wrote 2008...I meant 2009...wtf is my problem??

I had some crazy dreams last night, so bear with me.

Where do I start?

I was in my grandparent's cottage again. The same one that is in my other dreams. All of a sudden I see my hand and the pinky is in a really odd position. It's way too close to my other fingers. I tell my sister to look at my hand and she tells me, "Some of your fingers are really short." I look down and sure enough my forefinger and my pinky are both very very short and stubby. I become lucid. I try to change the length of my fingers, and I do a little.

Then, in another part of my dream, I'm still lucid, but I feel buzzing. I am afraid I will have a nightmare soon so I try to distract myself with happy thoughts. Of course, I float into the air and it's like someone is holding onto my jeans and spinning me in circles, but I can't see anyone. Then...welll...it's like someone I don't see is having sex with me while im spinning in midair with my pants still on. The sex part was my fault...I willed it to happen because i was scared of having a nightmare.

OK...anyway...of course as i was spinning I felt like i was half opening my eyes and saw someone in a bed with striped sheets, soon after I woke up in my bed, which actually has striped sheets but it wasn't exactly the same.

Then I went back to sleep.

And this dream is even weirder.

I was watching pokemon and thought it was good. Very strange.

Then I am a boy, a cartoon boy nonetheless. And to make matters even dorkier, I am a magician in training.

The wizard or whatever who is training me has me with him in a large room.
And the room is straight out of spongebob squarepants....meaning I know it is the cartoon, and it's full of water, and sealife. But cartoon. Oh shit.

Anyway, it's also supposed to be like Little Mermaid... I get a vision of some cute little cartoon shrimp swimming around with two single catlike claws on it's arms. yes, catlike.
And, the little shimp makes cute little humming sounds with these claws as he swims.

The wizard has two of these little talons and shows me how I'm supposed to swim with them. We are both about waist deep in the water. He gives me two talons and I swim with them and make the humming sound like I was ordered two.

WTH.

ANYWAY I notice that these little cat-like talons which are actually "shrimp claws" in my dream COVER the floor of this room. The wizard tells me I have to walk on them. I actually do. I walk all over the floor like he tells me to, and I feel pain in this dream from all the claws. I'm still not lucid.

I think something chases me around the room as well.

I didn't know how bad it was, however.

After it was all over, I stood in the room and examined my feet. The talons that were stuck in my feet looked like tiny metal rods, a little thicker than pins, and many of them were stuck deep in each foot. It hurt to walk. Some of the thinner metal rods looked like thin hairs.

I wanted to pull them all out because it hurt to walk on my feet with them in, and I didn't want to drive them deeper into the skin. I began to pull some out, and some of them came out without much pain. However, a few eally hurt. I tried to pull one out that was in a sensitive spot, and cried out in pain as i felt it jolt through the cut. I gave up on that one. The thin metal "hairs" were easy to get out.

As I was pulling the metal pieces out, the wizard left. I became very angry at him. I had agreed to do this "training" or whatever it was, but he knew how painful it would be and still put me through this. At this point we had known each other for a good amount of time and had become pretty close, before this test, or whatever it was. I respected him, but I was still pissed.

More happens in the dream, but I need to eat right now, will be back with the rest later.

I warned you it was crazy.

So, after leaving the room, I was in a city. It was no longer cartoon and I'm not sure whether I still looked like a cartoon boy. The architecture looked sort of Greek. The buildings started collapsing, I was in a temple-like church, everyone in it ran out. But it was as if the churches were stacked within each other. we ran out into a larger church, and this one collapsed as we fled from it. We ran into an even larger church, and this one also collapsed. I looked behind me and saw people getting crushed beneath the falling walls and ceiling.

Later on, I met up with a group of people sitting on the floor in a square. I don't remember the purpose of this meeting. Maybe it was because of the collapse of the buildings in the city. I think we were planning to fix it. I was working for the wizard and a few of these people were as well, if not all of us.

The discussion turned into a discussion about God. The girl at the head of the square, a snotty-looking girl who I actually sort of know in real life, was telling us how we were all stupid because we were all Christians etc.... I was very angry because I wasn't a Christian and not everyone mentioned whether they were Christians, some just spoke about God. Since when did this girl think that everyone who believes in a god must be Christian?

I walked over to her and started telling her how I felt about it, and went on to add, "I'm not atheist, I'm agnostic, I believe there may be a God but I'm not sure. Just because some of the people here believe in a God doesn't make them Christian. Do you still think you're smarter than everyone else here?"

She smiled smugly and said yes, and I returned to where I was, angry at how close -minded she was, like so many other atheists I have met. I was seriously thinking about social problems in my dream. LOL. I was so pissed off at this.

Anyway I began watching us rebuild a church. But it was cartoon again, and my character was the same boy. We were on these wooden planks, underground, yet very far from the floor beneath us. It was a dark earthen man-made cavern, that I guess was part of what would be a church. We looked busy building, and then it was like I was watching my character on a screen and the "real" me asked the wizard, who was close to me, "Wait, did he not take all the metal from his feet yet?"

The wizard said no, and I hoped it wouldn't hurt too bad.

I then "became" part of the cartoon character again, and I was trying to find a place to rest. I was scared of falling off the plank as i slept, but I fell asleep there anyway. Then someone tried to kill me and I know there was a sort of fight.

Then I eventually found myself in the water room again, with the wizard. I noticed how much i lacked in the magical power department. I told him, "Out of everyone who has worked under you, I am the weakest."

"Yes," he replied, "But you are also my favorite."

"But I am the weakest," I said again, dismayed that even he knew it.

"But you are my favorite, your personality," he said and I guessed that was ok.

Damn that was a geeky dream...a wizard...theological discussions....physical pain induced upon myself.

OK...anyway...happy dreaming you all

OK...where do i start. It's been a while.

I had a dream where I was in a room with a woman who wanted me to try on clothes. This guy I knew from college was there. We had a thing in real life. The lady tried to kill me or something. I became lucid, and flew up through the ceiling (it was like a dome) into the air, then far above the town, and flew into space so fast that I didn't see the earth below me as a globe. I just saw stars moving past as I flew farther into darkness.

I also had one where i was in a school. The hallways were dim and the doorjambs were orange. I was taller than the doorjambs. I was lucid. I wondered if I should make the doorway the height it should be or shorter than me. I tested it out and i could change the size. I woke up.

And then i had a lot of other dreams. Whatever.

I had another dream also. I had sex or was masturbating. I orgasmed twice. Yay.

I really seem like i am way too into sex. Maybe I am.

I had a lucid dream which i could control today (yes I was sleeping during the day) where I was having sex but couldn't see who it was, could just feel it. It lasted kinda long for dream sex. And when it got really good, my bed looked like it was semi-spinning.

Another dream I was going to bed, and my roommate was in bed next to me. I took off my top and fell asleep like that in the dream. Weird. Anyway, the next morning , still a dream, my popop comes in the room with my roommate to say hi to me, an I cover myself up, cus damn, don't want him to see me nude. Well, he wanted me to say hi to him but I wouldnt stand up cus I was, um, shirtless and hiding it with my blanket. So he got mad at me, and I toldhim he was a dick. Then he left, I got dressed, and went to the party thingy my whole family and my bfs family were having in my college's student union. It was a get together. I was nervous because I didn't want them to hear of any rumors about me that may be said up here.

In an earlier dream, I was in my old town, it is a country town with some old houses wedged side by side in rows. There was a building where i went to try my first day of my job working for the local newspaper. It was kind of interesting. It was a small building, more like someone's apartment, that housed some offices where people worked on the paper.

I was flying away from someone. I was lucid and flying very slow. I tried to speed up, and eventually did, watching the horizon of a city come rapidly closer to me. It looked like early morning.

In the city, I lost my lucidity. I saw Dwight from The Office there, sitting on a rolly desk chair, talking to Michael Scott on the phone. I watch this shit way too much.

He was at a desk, OUTSIDE, next to the street.He had to get something so he propelled his chair forward a block, pissing some woman off.

Then somehow I found myself in my college town, outside of my dorm. My dad and two younger sisters were there . We were trying to stay away from this group of guys who wanted to kill us. I don't know why. They just were.

One of them came running at us, and I jumped over my sisters and ran away.
I ran until I came to a subway station, and some people there, I ran into it hoping he wouldn't try attacking in front of other people.

I ran down the stairs entering the station, and jumped down many steps, he was very close behind. I ran into a subway car, it was small and looked like a paper rectangle subway car from the inside.

:S

I ran out, probably afraid of getting trapped in there with him. I turned around and saw him walking towards me. He was tall, pale, and around my age. He was holding two sharp objects, one might have been a pen or they both might have been large needles, I'm not sure. I became lucid, and flew upwards, trying to escape through the ceiling. I doubted myself, and was unable to get past the ceiling. The tiles were dark gray-blue in the dim lighted station. I floated back down, and decided to try to charm the guy into liking me. I tried to will him to like me so that he wouldn't kill me. Didn't work. I was backed up close to a wall and he started stabbing me in my upper arms or chest. I imagined that it tickled, instead of hurt. Because I didn't want to feel like I was being stabbed in the dream. It worked, it tickled, and the man said , "This tickles don't it?" in a taunting way. WTF?? He stabbed over and over and over, and I willed my eyes to open so that I would wake up. It worked.

In another dream I had today...

I was at the Lake in NY, visiting my Dad's cousin and her kids. I guess I'll call them my cousins three times removed. whatever.

They lived in the large cottage that I've been in in real life. However, it looked different. I was in the living room and my first cousin Ryan was also there, along with the rest of my cousins. The carpet had other throw rugs on it. Lots of color. And large windows behind a big wrap-around couch. They shared the cottage with Will Smith, and I remembered being there a couple other times, to the point where Will Smith was kind of familiar and normal to me. :S He came in the room, passing by to go into another room, and I thought how crazy it would be to tell my friends at home that my cousins share a cottage with Will Smith.

chocolates with razors? yikes!

Reading another member's dreamjournal...it reminded me of a dream I had. I was in a hotel...inan elevator. My boyfriend was with me. Every time the doors opened it was another time...once was the 50's..another was the 40's...people were dressed differentl,y for each period. thats so cool!!!

a finger biter? i had the same problem! (well, it wasnt a finger biter, it was deer.. but you get my point!) thats how i started becoming lucid too

you have some really interesting dreams!! i dont have time to read them all right now (class is almost over) but i will certaintly read more!