Thread: thatguy431's dream journal

I just woke up from a lucid dream! Woot! I wish it would have lasted longer....oh well.

It started out with me being in the cafeteria at my high school. I flew to the table I usually ate at with my friends. For some reason I needed to go back to get more food, so I started walking to the line. I decided I'm better than that, I can fly! So I jumped up and flew over everybody into the room where the food is. The room was kind of small with a couple of people there. The walls were wooden.

When I got there, I got pushed up against the wall and ceiling and couldn't quite get down. For some reason when I looked at the floor I thought, "Holy shit, this is a dream!" I started to float down from the wall and I touched the ground. Everything was so vivid. I ran out of the place with such excitement knowing I was in a dream and the realization of it didn't wake me up! I ran down the hall thinking, "I can't wait to write about this when I wake up. But this is boring so far. If I don't do anything, all I can say is 'I realized I was dreaming, then I left.' It's time to fly."

So, remembering how I flew earlier just by jumping up and willing myself to move forward, I attempted to fly. However, what happened was that I just jumped and moved forward but didn't actually fly. I came crashing down to the ground. I put my hounds out to keep my head from hitting the ground. I did a little roll thing to make the fall look graceful. I thought to myself, "I know I can fly if I close my eyes and concentrate, but every time I close my eyes in a lucid dream, when I open them, I open my real eyes and wake up. I'll just continue walking." So I walked out of the high school and into the parking lot.

It was night now. I was walking down a side walk and saw a branch from a tree hanging over it. As I walked by I jumped up and swung on the branch. I cut my hand on it and it actually hurt! I was surprised at this because you don't often feel pain in dreams. I stared at my hand for a bit where the cut was, but there was no cut. There wasn't even a red mark, but there was pain nonetheless. I continued staring at my hand for a while because of how real it looked. I was just so amazed that everything I was doing was all because of conscious thought, not my subconscious controlling everything. Then I moved onward. I was walking around an area with a lot of school buses. It looked really shitty. I was trying to think of something to do that would be exciting when I saw a shitty chair with a coat and a bible in it. I thought, "This will be interesting. You're not supposed to read in dreams, I wonder if I can read in this lucid state." So I went over to the bible and looked at it. However, it was disgusting over there. I felt like it was diseased and decided to just read the side of all the buses instead.

I turned to my right and looked at the bus. The letters could be made out but the words could not. At first I saw something that said, "ohocOHIO" I thought it was strange that I could read ohio, but not whatever came before. So I went to another bus and it read, "TogEGo." I figured it must be a bus from Toledo city schools or something. I was excited to confirm the fact that you can't read in dreams, though it was really more like a self fulfilling prophecy. I saw some guy across the way and I ran over to him and shouted, "WOW! Did you know you REALLY can't read in a dream? I just did a test and proved it. Isn't that crazy?" The guy said, "Wow," in a really uninterested voice. He pulled out what looked like a blackberry, looked at it, and said to me, "You have to come quick. Take a look at this." I got excited and thought, "YES! The plot deepens!" Then, sadly, I woke up

Cool man! Usually when I try to read signs in dreams, I can't see the letters well, but I just know what the sign says. I have read a book in a dream, but I didn't see the letters at all. Just gobbledygook shapes. But, I remember three chapters. That's cool that you stayed in the dream that long.

yea, usually in normal dreams thats how it is for me too. ill be reading whatever it is just knowing what it says, but really it just looks like nonsense. though i have had a few dreams where what i was reading was actual writing. the brain is a funny thing.

I've been smokin the ganj like every day for the last...I don't know, a while, and it really just absolutely DESTROYS any dream recall. Every night I only remember the last image of my dreams even though I remember them being vivid as fuck while having them. But the last like 4 days I haven't smoked and this morning when I woe up I finally was able to recall a decent chunk of two dreams.

Dream 1: It started out with me and my mom and I think a bunch of kids from my school (I was in high school again apparently) were moving up to Canada. I was not me, however, nor was my mom my mom. I was an awkward looking pimple faced kid and a little chubby, also I was quite tall, probz around 6 feet or so. My mom was a short woman with curly ass hair and eyes that looked like shes been dead on the inside for years. We went to this little convenience store. It was made up of two parts. The main room was where the cashier was and a bunch of food stuffs and drinks, and the other room had something in it that I don't think I ever knew. I wandered into the other room and there was a staircase leading to nowhere to my immediate left. The front wall was made entirely of glass and as I looked out I saw two people wearing masks staring inside. I went back to the first room and was going to say something to my mom, but in front of the first room were two other eople wearing the same masks. They looked like the santa claus masks the robot assassins wore in an episode of Doctor Who. I'm pretty sure it's the first episode with Donna Noble? Maybe not though, I don't quite remember. So I went back to the other room and continued to stare at the guys, then I realized, HOLY SHIT they are going to rob this fucking place. I told that to the people in the room and I tried to run out. But as soon as I started to move I heard gunfire.

I got scared shitless, and I tried to run, but I ended up just slamming my head into the wall and falling over. Apparently I found one of the guns on the floor and I picked it up and shot the two guys outside the window. I went to the first room and shot the other two guys as well. I then returned to the other room and shot the two dying guys for good measure. Then a cop walked in and I asked him if I would be fucked for murdering these guys even though it was in self defense. I don't remember what he said, but somehow, from what he said I knew that he was the one who planned this attack and he wanted me! So I ran out of there and just ran as fast as I could down the street. The cop got in his car, turned on his sirens and started chasing me. I'm not sure how I managed to escape, but somehow I did.

The dream jumped forward a few years into the future. I was living in this run down apartment with my mom in Canada always on the lookout for that cop and whoever may be working with him to kill me. On this day that the dream jumped to, as I walked out of the apartment and onto the street a cop pulled around the corner and turned his lights on. I knew this was for me, so I booked it. He caught up with me really quick and my mom was in the passenger side of the car. Me getting caught made me so scared and I thought this can't be happening! So I forced myself to wake up.

Dream 2: I was sitting in a dorm room (this time I was myself) with a bunch of guys in some strange dorm. I was telling them how people were trying to kill me before. One of the guys said it was because of my lack of religious belief and that my mom was in on it. He said they tried to get him in on it too but didn't understand why so he didn't help them. Another guy was in the room and said he was in on it but he didn't know who they were after or why, and now that he knows he apologized and was glad he didn't have to be the one to find me. I got really pissed off that someone would seriously try to kill me just because I don't have a religion. Typical fucking religious zealots. Of course my mom would be on the forefront of the attack. I couldn't stand being in the room anymore so I went out to find the bathroom. Once I found it I realized I didn't know where the fuck I was or what the code to the bathroom was. So I walked up and down the hall trying to find someone. Some kid popped his head out of a door for a second, but for some reason I didn't ask him for the code. I thought I saw this kid from my girlfriends floor in real life turn around a corner. I was going to ask him for the code, but when I followed him, he disappeared.

At some point I decided to just go upstairs to the 4th floor and use the bathroom up there. So I walked up three flights of stairs to the top floor. As I entered all the numbers on the door started with 7, so I was on the 7th floor. This confused me because there's only 4 floors in this building...I'm in the wrong building!

Break in dream

I was back in my room with my room mate waiting for my mom to get there. All of a sudden I was in the car with her. She said something about weed and I got pissed and tried to tell her its not even bad. She continued to shun my habit and I yelled and said, "The only thing possibly bad about weed is the smoking of it. Smoking anything is bad for you, but there are so many cannabinoids that have positive effects on your health that the pros far far far far far far far far far outweigh the cons!" Then she said something about it still being illegal, which pissed me off even more. I returned by saying, "Just because something is deemed bad by one body of people doesn't mean it actually is! That's a fucking logical fallacy, mom. What the fuck. You don't know shit about it so stop pushing your brainwashed views of it on me and lets go get some food!" We were driving around the city. I don't know what city it was, because it certaintly wasn't bowling green. There were huge buildings everywhere with wide roads and trucks covering them. We were going down this huge ass hill when the car in front stopped all of a sudden, so we did too. Because we were on a hill, that was pretty steep, I got this weird ass feeling in my stomach as the car stopped. From there my mom asked if I wanted to take my room mate out to get pizza with us. I figured he would like that, so we went and picked him up. If anything happened after that, I don't remember it.

Cool dream. I also dreamt of being someone else. Weird. Oh, and becoming a god, do it. It's awesome. haha.

Ok, so I pretty much forgot this entire dream throughout the coarse of the day/night. It was the first dream that I've had in about a week that I could remember a substantial amount, and I decided to not write it down until about 20 hours after having it...smart, I know...oh well

I don't really remember how it started but I was watching over someone's house. The house had two stories and was really huge. I went into one of the rooms up stairs and saw some guy's face in a window. I knew he was trying to break in or some shit. I ran down and called the cops. I told them the address was like 1464 Cranberry Road or something like that. I remember saying a specific address and the street name was something red....so that's what I'm going to pretend I said By the time I was off the phone I heard a couple of windows break and saw some younger kids (16 or so) running around the side of the house. I started to get scared and thought this is a premeditated robbery and they might get violent, so I slipped out of the house and ran outside.

The neighborhood I was in was huge. All the houses around were gigantic, and there were big ass yards with super green grass. It was like nowhere I have ever seen in real life. I went to some other houses or something or another, this part is extremely fuzzy/forgotten. The cops never came because there were two "Cranberry Roads" in the city for some reason, and they apparently went to the wrong one. Somehow I was by a little line of stores about a mile from the house. I figured by this time, the robbers would have to be gone, so I wanted to go back, but I realized I had no clue where the hell I was. Nothing looked familiar. I knew the street into the neighborhood was hard to find, but I just couldn't see anything.

Somewhere along the line, I saw the kids who tried to break into the house and started to chase them. It turns out there were tons of them! They were all over the place. I don't know what happened for a while, but I was in a random house climbing up a winding staircase. There was a girl there who looked like my girlfriend, but it wasn't her because she was with me? She was with me, but not really there...I don't know how to explain it other than that. That's just how I felt at the time. My brain is strange shhhh. Anyway, the girl seemed confused and I got the feeling that she didn't quite know who she was, but she seemed trustworthy. As I continued up the stairs I said to the girl, "Come on girl that looks like Alexandra, you're coming with me!" and we ran off to somewhere.

Somewhere along the line we ran into that girl's twin sister. Eventually we found all the "robbers" sitting around this big ass table thing. Out of nowhere I just knew all these people were robots. I said something about it to one of the kids, and he just ignored me. So I whispered in his ears the phrase Simon says to River to make her pass out in Serenity which I happened to watch before going to sleep last night, hehe, and the thing just broke down and kind of fell apart. As soon as that happened one of the girls that looked like Alexandra grabbed her face and realized she too was a robot. I knew, somehow, that she was a "defective" robot. Or more correctly, a prototype robot with more human emotions, but instead of obeying the will of the mastermind, she questioned her own existence. The main guy that was apparently in charge of all the robots said something that I don't remember. It made me mad and I felt like The Doctor from doctor who and I ran over to the guy and grabbed his face and said, "Don't you dare fuck with me. I AM THE DOCTOR!" like he does in the show when he gets pissed at the Daleks or something. The robot just started laughing, so I said the words again to make him break, but it didnt work. He laughed even more at this, so I stuck my hands in his mouth and grabbed his jaws and ripped his jawbone straight out. Then I woke up.

I was sitting on a bus with my friends Tony, Bobby, and Kenny. We were on our way to the airport. On the bus ride I was feeling so excited because we decided that we were just going to go to China. The whole thing was really fuzzy, I don't remember many details...I smoke too much weed to have detailed dreams recently. We got to the airport, which was huge. I didn't know where to go. Something like a chase of some sort happened, but I don't remember. At some point we got onto the plane. We had the same seating arrangement on the plane as we did on the bus. While sitting there waiting for it to take off, I kept saying, "Oh my god, I'm so excited we're ACTUALLY GOING TO CHINA! OH MY GOD! WOW!" I said it quite a few times. After a couple times of saying I went on to say, "Man, I'm so excited...but its probably because I'm pretty high right now." One of the ladies sitting across the aisle from me heard me and started laughing really hard.

The plane took off and landed at some intermediate airport. While wandering around until our next plane arrived, I saw a computer. I sat down at it to check my email and all that jazz. Tony came up behind me and said, "Look! Mushrooms!" So I looked down, and there was a pile of dirt under the desk with a bunch of mushrooms growing out of it. I stared at it for a few seconds and said, "You know, those look like a certain kind of psilocybin mushroom." Instead of picking them, though, I kicked them over and paid no mind because I knew I would have to go through customs soon so I didn't want to have anything illegal on me.

That's pretty much all I remember.

Last night my brain was just filled with images. I probably had like 6 dreams, but I really only remember parts from 4...so here goes.

Dream 1:This is really short. All I remember is Tim and Eric (Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job) were dressed in skin tight spandex onesies. Their right sides were white and the left sides were black. Their skin was painted white and there were black question marks randomly painted on their face. They were talking to me about something but all they were saying was, "Dip, dip, deeeep, dipdeepddeeeeep." Then they broke out into the song they sang in the intro of one of their episodes. "Dip dip dip dip diddly dip. Dip dip diddly dip." God I love that show XD

Dream 2: My friend Anne came over to hang out because we were bored. She pulled into my driveway and told me to get in. When I got in, the steering wheel was on the right side of the car and she was in the backseat with a huge smile on her face. Thinking this was completely normal I just asked what's up like a normal person. She said she was really bored so she decided it would be a good idea to experiment with shrooms. She said she only ate a couple of them because she was curious as to whether or not they would work. The last time she took shrooms, they were really old and didn't have much of an effect other than a bit of laughter, so she didn't know if they were just old and no good or if she somehow had a tolerance to them. But she told me she couldn't drive now because she was actually tripping pretty hard. We laughed about it for a bit and i asked if she wanted me to drive somewhere. I think the general consensus was yes, I should drive even though I don't have my license.

When I sat down, I didn't quite understand how to drive. There were three pedals on the floor and it was stick shift. I have never driven stick so I didn't really know what to do. I had a vague idea, so I just went with it. There was snow on the ground, so I decided to try driving slow at first, but the gas pedal was so sensitive. I hardly pressed it and I went speeding off. I took my foot off the pedal, but it was sticking. I hooked my foot under it and pulled it up and tried to hit the brake. The brake was also really sensitive, and even though I barely pressed it, the car jumped to a stop and shook us all up. Anne was laughing her ass off, and her room mate that came out of nowhere got pissed cuz she was really scared. The second time around I got up to a decent speed, but it was too fast for first gear. So I tried to press the clutch or whatever I honestly have NO IDEA what to do here but it was stuck! I tried with all my strength to push it in, but it just wasn't working. I bent down to try to push it with my hands, and Annes roommate took the wheel. Not really sure what happened after that.

Dream 3: I was in Bowling Green with Alexandra. There was a massive group of high school and middle school kids from my city standing outside. The area was like the high school/middle school area from home, yet we were still at college. We walked into the crowd to see what all the hubbub was about. I don't think it was anything amazing or whatever, so we made our way through the crowd so we could get some food. Mrs. Stanko, an old fat bitch who used to work at the middle school started yelling at us to get back on school grounds and tried chasing us. I just started laughing my ass off and said, "NO! YOULL NEVER CATCH ME! AHAHAHHAHAHA!!!" She got really pissed and said she was going to write me up, and I laughed some more and told her good luck, I don't even go to your school, I can do whatever I want! She apparently didn't believe me because she continued to chase us. Then I got pissed and said, "Seriously bitch, we go to the college here, get the fuck away from us. You can't do anything!" She still tried coming after us, so we just ran. Fat bitch can't run for long XD. We got to the sidewalk where this car was parked. Apparently it was our car? So we got in. The steering wheel was on the left side this time, and it was an automatic thingy or whatever, but I didn't have to drive anyway, so it was fine. When we got in the car I told Alexandra about this weird dream I had where Anne was tripping on shrooms and I had to drive her weird car, and I couldn't do it. As soon as I told her that, a little steering wheel popped out of the glove box. I never thought twice about such a random thing. We decided to go to McDonalds, but she was having trouble steering for some reason. So I took control of the driving and controlling the...uhhh...thing that changes from park to drive and reverse...whatever thats called, while she took control of the gas and brake.

For some reason the driving was all over the place. We were driving really fast and slow and pulling in and out of all these different parking lots. I think we were lost. We really wanted micky dees, but it was nowhere to be found. After a while of driving we saw a Wendy's and I asked if that would be cool with her, and she agreed.

Dream 4: I was walking down some street. The sun was rising and it was just beautiful. The sun was gigantic and the reds oranges and yellows of it were just amazing. As I walked it got a little higher in the sky and started to disappear behind the clouds. The speed with which it was rising was blowing my mind, as well as with its beauty. Soon, it rose behind a bunch of clouds and it looked really gloomy out. I realized I had passed the house that I wanted to go to because I was transfixed by the image of the sun. So I turned around and went there. When I got there, there were tons of people there for some reason. The first person I talked to was Ashley, as it was her house. And I told her how amazing the sun rise looked and how huge the sun was and how its depressing now that it's so gloomy out. She seemed uninterested and then I woke up.

Not sure how it started but the first I can remember was being at Wendy's with Alexandra and some other people I think. I really wanted a spicy chicken sandwich but I thought I didn't have any money and Alexandra only had a couple bucks. I stuck my hand in my pocket and pulled out 12 bucks. I was so excited so I got myself some food.

I used the remaining 10 bucks to buy some weed from my friend. It was a little bag packed full with weed even though I only had 10 dollars. Sweet deal. I wanted to smoke when I got back to school, but I couldn't find my bowl. I remember seeing my brother with it not too long ago but couldn't find it for the life of me. For some reason I pulled out some of the bud and it just crumbled in my hand into a fine powder. I didn't know what to do with it. For some reason I asked Nick if he had a little bag I could put it in because apparently I couldn't use mine? He handed me his bag that had two lil nugs left in it and I put the shake in there. We went outside and sat on some benches next to the basketball courts. It was dark out, probably around 11.

I was fiddling with the two bags of weed, trying to put my shit back into mine but make sure I didn't take any of Nick's weed. I wanted to smoke him up but there was no bowl to be found. As I was transferring my weed back to my bag, I dropped it and it all spilled on the ground, but nobody saw. So I picked it back up quickly and quietly and put a lil of my bud into Nick's bag just for the hell of it. I didn't hear the basketball people anymore, so I asked Alexandra if they were still playing. She called me dumb or something along those lines and I looked over and there were still a ton of people playing.

Break in dream

I was sitting in a classroom that was set up like I was in elementary school again. I think I actually was. I was in like 5th grade or something, and Alexandra was in my class, but we still had the brains of our 21/19 year old selves. The teacher was talking about something, and this one black kid said something. Another black kid was clearly offended by whatever he said, and stood up and said something along the lines of "Im going to kick your ass." But then, like a coward, he sat back down and didn't do anything. But the kid that got told his ass was gonna get kicked walked over to the kid and punched him in the face. The way he punched was funny though, like it wouldn't have hurt. He went in fast, but right before he hit the face he slowed down and hit the cheek then pushed his head. The kid that got hit was standing and just waiting for it and didn't try to dodge. He responded with a punch of his own that was exactly the same way. The kid getting hit now also didn't try to dodge or block it or anything, he just sat there and took it. They traded fast/slow not real punched for about 4 rounds, then the kid that was told his ass was going to get kicked threw a real punch and knocked the kid down. As soon as that happened three older guys came in.

The three guys threw the kid on the floor and the other kid pulled out a gun. All the commotion was happening right in front of my desk. Of course, everyone panicked and ran out, but I was stuck for a moment until they would get out of my way. I was really scared, but eventually I slipped out. Before I got to the door I remember I had that weed in my book bag and contemplated picking it up in case the cops tried to search it when they got here, but there was a kid waving a gun too close to it, so I decided to just cut my loses and head out to relative safety.

The room where everyone was sitting was large and very dimly lit. It looked like there was 80 people or so just sitting in the area, kind of like a gym but with one half working light. I looked for Alexandra and found her, and, for some reason, crawled over to her. I sat with her and hugged her and told her how I'm scared that when the cops come they're going to find our weed and try to fuck me for it. Eventually the cops came and I don't remember what happened afterward.

This one is super foggy but weird to me for some reason so I want to remember what little I can...

I was sitting somewhere like a restaurant or something. My reflection in the window was of me but like 40 years from now. Something had happened in my life that was really terrible. Perhaps the death of my brother or parents or maybe I was going through a divorce or something along those lines. I'm not quite sure, I just know my life was really shitty for some reason. I went through some things that I just can't remember anymore. I kept feeling worse and worse as time went by and I just wanted to cry for some reason. Then I "woke up."

I was lying on a couch next to Alexandra. I told her how I was dreaming of myself in the future. She explained to me that I was going through some ritual to see my future and this has been going on for four days, and now I was finally back to reality. I felt so sad and I just hugged her and felt like my emotions had all been exposed and was the essence all feelings....whatever that means. We went to eat at a restaurant just like the one I saw in my dream. In the reflection I saw Alexandra and myself as older folks in our 50s or so. It was such a surreal experience and the imagery and emotion for some reason are just....ineffable. I looked down at myself because I thought I must have actually dreamed my awakening, but I realized I was still my current age.

I had an out of body experience for a while where I could see myself and the table I was sitting at from a third person view and everything was kind of shimmering and breathing like youd see while on acid. Then I woke up and had such a strange feeling all over. So weird feeling...I have no clue how to explain. I think it was just a huge feeling of sadness for whatever happened in my future. I really wish I could remember more of it :'(