Repku's dream journal

[Repku]

Okay, I've been procrastinating this for a while. Any way, this is my dream journal. I intended to put some of my older dreams in here, but they're poorly organized an I didn't record their dates.. It's just frustrating.. Any way, this is my dream journal.. I will add something later on. P.S. - I AM A CRAPPY WRITER. - I often can't make sense of chronology in my dreams - I try to record too much of my dreams - I'm bad at choosing text colours --I use a lot of British English spelling despite being American - I have a bad editing habit

[Repku]

This was, for all intents and purposes, my first lucid dream. In this dream, I'm on a sort of combination between a train and plane. I'm at the back of the vehicle and it's a bit dark in here. The interior is a sort of grey-ish colour and I think there were seats. I start walking towards the cockpit. When I get near it, I notice some magazines lying about but I'm not getting into that.. I notice that there's a little circular alcove over to the side which is just big enough for me to fit in lying down. Large concave window with a kind of brown-ish orange colour. Seems to have been inspired in part by those big, tubular playhouses that I used to play in when I was a kid. It looked like a combination between an insect's wings and liquid; Translucent and gooey with a watery sort of shine. I lay there watching out the window. At first, it looks blurry, but then I start making stuff out. Outside my window, I start to see tubes and can tell that we're in a dark subway-like place and the vehicle is about to touchdown. I also see an object next to us that I still can't make out and it creeps me out. It starts bothering me more and more, and as I continue to look at it, it becomes clearer and more disturbing and one point, it looks like a (dead?) woman strapped to a flying operating table But then I notice that whenever I start to think it looks like something, the image changes. I start to suspect I'm dreaming. To test this, I tried putting my hand through the window It worked, so I decided to go through the window. When I got outside I was inside the subway place and immediately on firm ground and the vehicle is parked beside me on a rail track. From the vehicle, I take a right and start walking towards an arch with stairs. Unfortunately, as I walk, it grows darker, and darker and I find that I'm unable to control my legs. Not sure what happens here.. For a time I lie there in my bed not sure if I'm dreaming or awake with my eyes closed and somewhat annoyed. Then, I'm on a stage of some kind doing a play with living dolls dressed in colours like green, orange and yellow and I tell myself that I'm not dreaming because the dolls are real (???).

[Repku]

I hear something about ants/breeding/genetics/something on the televison I'm just outside the entryway to my kitchen (in other words, I'm in the dining room) and I get out a baggy and start collecting ants in order to do experiments or research or watch them... I then realize I'm not wearing gloves and this bothers me greatly because I start thinking about how they could accidentally end up on my hand and bite me (same as real life.. *shudder*), so I look for some gloves, but I can't seem to find any. I look back down at the ants and they're slowly starting to colonize the bag leaving these sort of dark bluish-grey 'eggs' which remind me greatly of curled up wood lice except without the segmentation. I start to feel more creeped out then before.. still interested, but creeped out nonetheless and I'm just about to start looking for gloves again when there's some sort of close-up on the bugs and I here a song that I can't remember the tune of any more since I stopped writing this post this morning.. It had some sort of chorus that just said "oooh" or "aaah" or some other such thing the whole time (I'm sure there's a shorter and less awkward way of describing that, but my vocabulary falls short here) and the dream ends after the very first line "I remember when we were young".. I wonder if it was a real song.. I note this dream only because my dream recall has been slipping a lot.

[Repku]

I will from now on be using this as my actual dream journal.. Before I was just using it to share my dreams, but it's so hard to find paper in the morning and I seem to be going down a process where this site is slowly becoming a routine thing.. I don't have a bed stand or any other reliable place to put my dream journal. All I have is a computer.. This changes what I must write. For a time, I will be documenting my dream signs as follows I'll be coloring them after the classical element (No, I'm not New Age...) which they, curiously, each remind me of to a great extent.. Context (water) Inner Awareness (wind) Action (fire) Form (earth) Standby for if I'm not sure (N/A) Recurring (N/A) This change is temporary until I get my dream recall back up..

[Repku]

Throughout my dream, it is nighttime. I am in a sort of mall or hotel. Mostly made of wood. It is darkly lit in here and there's an implication of sorts that I'm at a convention. I see a dark room in the corner (no doorway; It's like a shop at the mall) with a sign overhead saying "exhibit room"(which then changes to something else when I observe it a second time when I start thinking it's an odd name) that I'm not allowed into in order to get something(?). I'm not sure if this is in chronological order, but I think after I go in there, I'm in, or playing, a video game with Vincent Valentine from Final Fantasy VII wearing a tie and some sort of suit. I pull some sort of trigger and three people in animal suits become/go paralyzed/unconscious. One is in a sheep costume, another is a polar bear and the last I don't remember but I think it was either a dog, a cow, or a seal. I check the sheep and polar bear for items or clues (again, like in a video game) and I see little text boxes above them containing what they 'say'. Somehow, these actions lead me into the now-abandoned barn/shelter/home of an overweight middle-aged (maybe younger) woman who adopted several children. She meet with some sort of horrible fate. But I go into her house and I look around. There are a lot of posters and photos with her and her adopted children. One of them near the entrance changed upon her leaving/death. There was no reason I would've known this, but I did. Just as I'm leaving, I receive a call on my cell phone. The call contains reference to the barn-shelter before. It was really creepy and shady. I answer the phone.. or, at least, I put it up to me ear or something, and I hear a female voice who says something that sounds like "Are you the noo noo?" ("noo noo" is written phonetically. My mind seems to tell me it's something like "knew new" or "new knew", but I'm not sure). I got so freaked now that I woke up saying "what?" in response to her question.