Vi La Veil: Building Castles from Dirt

**vilaveil** · 05-03-2010 05:16 AM

A little old, but my first one..

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First entry. I'm not that great at this, but, here it goes. I just woke up from a pretty scary dream. All I remember is being alone in my house with an AK-47. I recall looking at my dining room window with it pointing out of it, and being really paranoid about something.

Next thing I know I'm being questioned by police officers in my house. I was trying to explain to them that it is actually my father's gun (I guess it was in the dream somehow). They were not convinced, and even though they did not place me into custody, they did warn me that I was going to face time in jail no matter who owned the gun because I was the one possessing it.

Bad dream. I think this has a lot to do with my recent history. I've been trying to change my lifestyle and not get myself in any legal trouble. I think maybe a dream like this reflects the uncertainty of it, and rather, more to the point, how scared I am of messing up again. I don't want to mess up.

**vilaveil** · 05-03-2010 05:31 AM

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I spring out of my bed to the sight of flames in my room. I can feel the heat as the flames engulf the couch I have. I grab the tower of my computer and run upstairs. My mom is having trouble breathing, but I see a tiny bit of space through her window so I pick her up over my shoulder, yelling maniacally, "FIRE". I see my dad and my brother running for their lives out of the house.

We run to the foothills nearby as the fire is steadily advancing. The streets are crowded with people running towards the hills. I see friends of mine in despair. Crying. Panicking. As I run, I look back and see my house burning before my eyes.

That's it.

**vilaveil** · 05-03-2010 05:32 AM

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I'm in my room with a couple of friends I used to hang out with when I was heavily into narcotics. My room looks slightly different than usual. There are doors in it that lead to black holes, and when I walk by, I can feel them sucking me in. The ground has pieces of glass on it, that I keep stepping on, cutting my feet. I do not feel it though.

My friends and I are shooting (blank). I've never done this before. As the (blank) leaves my (blank), I begin to feel drowsy.

I wake up, look at the clock, and notice it's a few hours later. The blackholes are still there. I ask my friends what happened, and they say I blacked out. I tell them I hardly remember anything. I ask one of them why they didn't even bother to pick me up off of the ground, as I'm all cut up now.

"Sorry man," he says.

"Sorry? What do you mean sorry?!" I exclaim.

We start arguing and he pushes me towards one of the doors and I get sucked into space. I wake up again, this time in reality, not another dream, after a feeling of intense vertigo.

**vilaveil** · 05-03-2010 05:33 AM

Sorry to post these all at once, but I was hesitant on making my dreams public for a bit. I know they're nothing too special, but hopefully they'll get better. I have more of these older ones that I'll post later that may or may not be a bit more eventful.

**nina** · 05-03-2010 02:43 PM

You dream about being in your house and real life sort of things quite a bit, eh? I think it's harder to get lucid when you have those kind of dreams because you cannot really identify "being in my room" as a dream sign since you are there so often while awake. The dream about the blackholes is really interesting in how it relates to you blacking out. I'm not very good at dream interpretation but I can tell your dreams have a lot of symbolism in them.

**vilaveil** · 05-03-2010 05:29 PM

Point taken. I don't dream about being in my house as much as these entries make it seem though. Real life things, yes, but not all of the time and when I do they have twists on them that are not realistic. I plan to post more so you can get a better idea of what goes on in my head.

**vilaveil** · 05-08-2010 10:57 AM

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I wake up next to someone whom I've never met, but feel like I've known for a long time. My bed looks unusually small. My feet are touching the floor. Her hands meet mine. She looks me right in the eyes. I stick my finger between her legs and pull her underwear to the side. She pulls my boxers down and touches it. She likes how big it is. I nibble her neck, and give her a peck on the cheek. She kisses me. She lays back. I fuck her passionately.

Next, she takes her panties off completely. Soaking wet. She rides it.

After we each cum like a million times, we decide we want to smoke some weed. The things we did! Holy hell! Sexiest dream I've ever had.

Lol, don't know why I put to be continued at the end of that. Maybe I thought I was going to go back to sleep and continue it? I don't know. I was pretty much half asleep when I wrote that. Anyway, fun dream.

**vilaveil** · 05-18-2010 01:30 PM

I'm walking up a twisted staircase with no socks on. The steps are dark with swirls of greens, deep blues and purples, that would glow as I stepped on them. As I keep moving forward they seem to get brighter and brighter. I reach a door that is slightly cracked open, with a dim light peeking through the crack. It is parallel to the ground. I open the door to find myself outside in the middle of a desert at dusk, and think "where's my bathroom?"

I experience a sensation of falling up, and land on a cloud. I remember that it didn't feel exactly how I imagined it would. It was almost like being in water, as I had to "swim" to stay afloat. I could see stars. The moon looked fantastic. My arm starts to extend like a cherry picker, and right before I get to touch it, I hear:

"Brian..."

"Danny?"

I "swim" over to him and we fist bump/hug. He turns his back on me, and instead of swimming like me, levitates to the edge of the cloud. I follow suit and do the same thing effortlessly.

"Follow me," he proclaims with a lack of breath in his voice.

He dives off of the cloud. I follow.

Racing towards the ground, I see him just a bit ahead of me. He seems to be using his arms as propellers, gaining momentum. As I get closer to the ground, a sense of fear begins to spread throughout my body. We're heading towards the roof of a house at a quick speed. I do my best to catch up to him, and we make eye contact as we get nearly inches from the roof and,

STOP.

We are stuck in the air, just above the roof, not moving at all.

"Follow me," he again commands.

I see him bat his fists together and close his eyes. The veins in his body get bigger as he breathes heavily. Suddenly, a burst of light, and a transparent soul pops out of his body. He moves through the roof of the house. I squeeze my soul out of me, and look back at my body, still suspended in the air with x's replacing each iris.

I push through the roof and wander the house looking for Danny, not calling his name, but sending it in the air with my thoughts. I see his name moving through the air, highlighted with different colors and text designs.

I move down a dark hallway that looks like a dungeon. It's dusty, old, and riddled with huge spiders that have human mouths. The spiders spit at me, but I'm quick to dodge it and watch as that same liquid burns holes in the walls.

I get to the end of the hallway to find a dollhouse. I notice that the word, "Danny" is surrounding it, vibrating very quickly. My spirit shrinks in size, and I enter the dollhouse.

"DANNY! NO!"

I'm back in my body above the roof, and we're making eye contact again.

"I just wanted you to know," he said, and disappeared into a cloud of smoke.