So what does purple feel like? Fuzzy? Squishy? |
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August 8,2005- ENTRY 1 |
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Last edited by markman; 04-20-2009 at 07:04 PM. Reason: look more formal
So what does purple feel like? Fuzzy? Squishy? |
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Purple feels warm. think about that! |
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Last edited by markman; 04-07-2009 at 07:21 PM.
This dream, proudly was my first Lucid I could remember. I had been sleeping until 6 o clock but wasn't feeling well. My mom called me in sick and I went back to bed. I woke up in my 8th grade English Classroom. I was sitting in a desk where the teachers desk was supposed to be. On top of my desk lay hundreds of unraveled guitar strings, very thin gauge which means they hurt alot if you happen to stab yourself. I tried my best to pick all of them up in one grab. I missed and transfered the bulk of the strings over to my left hand but as I had been doing so, I stabbed my left hand. The second this happened, the veiwpoint snapped from third person right into first person. I was thinking this MUST be lucid. I wanted to go to the park and all of a sudden, everyhting disappeared in black and I could only vaguely make out the park. It disappered and reappeared again but a little fuzzier. I don't know what happened but I felt great when I woke up, like I just scaled Everest or something. |
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I'm at my old middle school. I'm walking around the stage becuase I feel like i'm either performing or i'm a guitar tech for someone. I think I may have been a tech for Steve Vai (which is pretty cool). The show is starting, but I was too busy jammin before hand. Steve yells at me to get his gear up on stage, so I scramble to grab amps and stack them onstage. As i'm doing this, there are two other people playing, one has a white guitar but I don't know who either of them are. The next trip I make backstage, I disappear and am in the mouth of a cave where a troll in the style of World of Warcraft asks me if I have found his ring yet. His name doesn't come to mind but It began with an "H", I know that. I reply "no" and I'll get it for you later. he storms off into the cave. i decide to follow him. I turn a coner to see a tall aztec pyramid with two hot baths midway up at either side. I climb into one bath only to see one of my friends is in the bath opposite myself. We are relaxing and talking when a very Republican person who dislikes me walks in between us and starts calling us liberals. Then the dream ends as I fall out of the tub to fight him. |
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Friday, April 17th 2009 |
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Last edited by markman; 04-20-2009 at 07:24 PM.
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I'm in New York. The streets are empty, totally. There is a large, empty thatre like building. THe windows are out and open and there are no doord. I walk into the building, straight to the basement which is large and expansive. I turn aound off the stair case and walk into the back of the basement. There is a long, infinite series of unfinished basement rooms filled with either torture devices or bubbling potions on the table with many many leaky pipes and screams emanting from down the line. I walk the gauntlet of terror. An important thing to note here is that all of the lights are off an it's pitch black in each room. After many rooms, I get to an old surgery room. It's very dirty and grimy. There is a surgeon operating on a conscious victim on the table. He turns around and looks at me with very squinty eyes. He's wearing goggles that are frosted so you cant see in his eyes. He chases me through more of these rooms until I eventually escape into a dark aquarium. There are no fish in any of these tanks. I find a bright red door, kick it down and lie in the street. dream end. |
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I'm in an unfinished basement with a friend. We are playing Rock Band. Im on drums and we are playing a weird song with a beautiful choir part. I'm improvising a fantastic cymbal solo to it and it is coming out great. Before I finish, I'm teleported to a movie theatre and am arguing with a friends dad with Obama. He storms away and I'm left to sit on a chair and the dream ends. |
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It started at McDonald's. I was walking around for a bit but an Indian lady yelled at me. I then started walking towards the playplace which was replaced with 2 sand quarter pipes and sand in between. In addition to that, there are two BMX'ers poorly BMXing. I see my bud Max and he's wearing a swim suit. We walk towards a door to the playplace but I see my other bud Puppy lying in the sand. He is talking about how BMXers cant ride on cold sand. I walk into the door. |
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This dream seems familier. I'm in a workshop warehouse. I believe I'm a guitar tech or repair guy again. My boss and CoWorker are there too. I have a beautiful red guitar in my hands and i'm fixing it or putting it away. I'm walking out and I get on a boat and take it across a lake. I land at a small lake house but i dont think its mine. Someone is there and I'm trying to show them all of these cool secret passages but I can't fit. I see a movie preview type thing roll in my head. 2 guys and a girl are tied up but the guys escape and go get help for the girl. After this, i play basketball under a pink purple sky. DREAM END |
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I'm incredbly late for school. My mom offers to drive me and I accept. We go through an urban setting and she makes a stop down a utility road. She's working on some pipes with some other people. I become very frustraed as a green car pulls up. It has 5 people in it, 4 black chicks and a bald white dude. They offer to drive me to school and my mom trusts them to take me. One of the black girls asks me to drive and she will give directions. The car handles very weird and I take many e-brake turns. One of the ladies takes over the car and we end up at this house. It has a green tinge to everything. THere were may attempts to find a phone. One lead me to an old women playing a wierd video game on the computer. Finally I find a phone. It's interface is very strange and I can't dial it. The man takes the phone from me. He dials the number and rips a parasite slug out of the phone. I yell at him "YOU KILLED HER!" and he replies "I've HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR SHIT!" He charges me with a knife but I stab him in the lung. DREAM END. |
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Well there aren't a whole lot of dreams up, try to get one or two per night and it'll be easy to find dreamsigns and consistency. But here are some that jumped out at me. The ones on top seem especially to be dream signs, the other ones are just things that showed up more than once: |
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This was a cloudy dream. I remember having to sleep in a dark house for two full weeks. Then, my friend Danny's dad was trying to kill me. I ran through dark suburbs trying to escape. There was a group of kids I joined with in order to stay alive. That was it. |
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Last edited by markman; 05-10-2009 at 06:32 AM. Reason: addidtional info
I'm outside, somewhere in my yard. I spot Grant playing in Gears 2 in his window. I'm guessing the dream takes place before the release of Gears 2 came out because I was amazed and went over to go play it. Just as I think it, i'm there, he's setting up a co-op multiplayer. As soon as the game starts, i seem to be in the game. It's a very strange game. There it is a very fat U shape that's more like an "L" with it's base on the ground and a second prong on the other side. If you were standing in the middle of the narrow hallway , the room on the left is larger, brighter and has a large observation deck in the upper right hand corner. It's almost like a second room. It clings to the ceiling as well like some sort of Experiment watching site. Apparently, I already know the rules to this game but I'm going to share them too so it makes sense to you. This is how the game works: there are 4 players. At random one is transported up into the deck. There they fight a monster or something. The other 3 remain in the cave to fight off a giant robot. The games begin! |
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Last edited by markman; 06-17-2009 at 05:57 AM.
First let me explain the dreams title. Throughout this dream, even in the small section where I'm fairly certain I had Lucidity, i had the strongest feeling of already being in these places before. I don't know how to explain it either, but I just felt like I was there before. So onto the dream... |
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I only remember a snippet of this dream and I may or may not be running two dreams together like they are one. So the dream begins and I'm in a hallway with some rooms. I think its 3 on each side. I go into the room on the far right, only to find out that it is a bomb shelter and a nuclear bomb is about to be dropped(It's a very scary feeling). This asian kid tim is there and he's huddled in a corner, rocking himself. I think some big shutters came down on the windows(an above ground nuclear bomb shelter, good idea, right?) So it happens, or at least I think it happens, I never heard the bomb go off. Everyone is still alive. I walk out and down the hall. My friend Tyler is in a room to the left, changing out of his bathing suit. I accidently walk in on him and then ask him where he was when he had to have swim trunks on. He didn't answer me. I walked out into a plaza type thing with a swimming pool and there were black torches and stuff so it looked vaguely like a loo ow. I don't know how to spell it so there it is phonetically. They say that there never was a bomb (Good joke, right?). Jake is there and he's the one talking. THen I remember walking out of my neighbors back door and its pitch black. I remember thinking to myself "I want to have a pirate dream tonight and just as I think that I'm on a pirate ship and thats where it ended. |
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So it starts off in my local White House of Music, but it looks nothing like my White House of Music. There is an off white strat for sale with a rosewood fingerboard. I remember playing it and apologetically telling the man up there I'm already buying a strat at guitar center. I put it back on the wall and walk around for a little while. My cousin Scarlet comes in and gives the man a receipt that magically turns the stratocaster into a cigarette. In fact, I remember seeing the reciept. It said Deposit/1 Camel cigarette and Withdraw/ (Some word that began with an "A") Strat cigarette. She started smoking it which is weird becuase she doesn't smoke. I literally was thrown off the edge and started to yell at the top of my lungs. Next thing I know, Im in my uncles' basement. I'm still seething about the recent destruction of the strat but there is no one inside to tell it to. I walk outside to a winter landscape in my uncles neighborhood. He was playing a wierd game that involved picking up trash cans and throwing them into a pyrimed of trash cans, causing a mess. I start playing but stop after I tossed one can maybe 100 yards too far. I said in the dream "I guess I don't know my own strength" At that point I woke up from a serious Cliche but soon fell back asleep. For some odd reason, the whole road was set up to play this game and the last course had a large snow wall in between the throwing position and the pyrimed. My uncle Steve tossed one can over, hitting the corner of the pyrimed. Then he pushed over the snow wall, which must have been 30 feet tall and 6 feet thick. At this point, I remember being with some friends and getting into a fight at their house so we put in this game like GTA4 but its me against him in a deathmatch. I'm in a White Mob Suit. By that, I mean i'm in a cape and rings and a fedora and black wing tips. He's in all black attire. My weapon is a 6 shooter that for some odd reason, I choose to fire from my hip and hold it exactly old west style. I remember battling in these really complicated landscapes that I am not up to explaining right now, but the general theme would be in a city, portside. After I do a lot of running and jumping, the game ends and the dream ends. |
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