Yep. I bet that snuck into my brain. Happy late birthday. Maybe that, mixed with the recent graduation created some Doogie Howser scenario in my idiotic mind.
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Yep. I bet that snuck into my brain. Happy late birthday. Maybe that, mixed with the recent graduation created some Doogie Howser scenario in my idiotic mind.
I've got a few I'll post...
Quickie with Burns
Friday night, April 18th, 2008
Posting on MM, replying or talking to Burns.
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The Gathering
Thursday night, May 8th, 2008
I was at some big group get-together out in the boonies. It could have been a Dreamviews meetup, but I'm not sure. We were all sitting in a huge circle around a fire, beside a small lake. Seems like Mes Tarrant was there, which lends credence to the DV idea. Lots of people were there, and there was a lot of talking and joking going on.
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Girl of My Dreams
Saturday night, May 10th, 2008
Very short dream, but best of the night. I was knocking on a door, seeing it from the inside, when Dallian opened the door, grabbed my arm and pulled me inside, overbalancing me. For some reason (I'm pretty sure it was on purpose) I passed out and fell to the floor just inside the foyer. Dallian immediately dropped to her knees and started doing CPR on me. She straddled my stomach to be able to bear down on her arms, ran her hands up under my shirt onto my chest to get a better feel of if I was breathing or not, and then started mouth-to-mouth. Very good mouth-to-mouth.
Unfortunately, I woke up before I could start enjoying it too much. In real life I woke up, that is. I'm pretty sure I wasn't really out of it in the dream, and I think we both knew that. I told her last night she was the girl of my dreams; looks like I was right.
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Short Longbow
Friday, May 16th, 2008
IRC chat node with MoT, MSG and others, we were talking about small, destitute European countries. I was in my brothers yard with the Toshiba while he was grilling. He was shooting arrows at his back door with a wooden bow to pass the time. I left to go home and get my own bow.
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O and Son
Saturday night, May 24th, 2008
Oneironaut was in a hospital bed, recovering from something, and he had a three year old son named after him. Oneironaut Cognizant was his name. Yes, really.
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Secret Agent Man!
Wednesday night, May 28th, 2008
Secret agent dream with Pastro, Snowy Egypt, and Wolffe. I was Pastro I think, and Snowy Egypt was my handler. I was threatening to turn in my boss((?) some actor I think, maybe Ray Liotta or Michael Madsen)) after a mission I discovered he rigged. I was going to 'burn' him, for talking about what he did for a living, even went to his own house with his wife and kids there, but he threatened to do the same to me, since by even talking to him about our job I was technically breaking cover rules. He was eating ice cream! The nerve . . .
Something about helicopters and terrorists. I had my own flat/apartment. My dad helped with the math relating to the helicopters' size and something, and Gibbs was there, possibly as the lead field agent.
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Abra-Cadabra
Thursday night, May 29th, 2008
Something about Abra, and her opinion on a subject being tossed about by the head DV decision-makers.
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...I dream about y'all a lot.
You should see some of our home videos
Fast learners, those boys. :ninja:
I had a weird dream where someone on this forum faked my nick! ChaybaChayba3 and he was posting messages in my name... WHO WAS IT?! :mad:
Hahahahaha!!! That was awesome! (I'm at the library again. :ninja:) :chuckle:
You looked like you, silly. :D
You were the handler, so you weren't there much, more like the one that really ran things. The one with the Power, as it were. :)
I wouldn't worry too much, I'm sure they gave it back.
Part 1
I was in a sunny field of tall grass and had a black coffee table leg in my hand. (My black coffee table has a leg that comes off if you bump it too hard.) I was approaching a female teacher standing there and I hit her in the back of the head with the table leg as hard as I could. It made her fall down unconcious.
I then appeared at a jail. It was a large, open building with dirt floors and metal walls. There people walking around and a few people behind a counter like a bank teller's. On the left of them were all the cells. They were pretty big for cells. I walked up to the person behind the counter and told them that I had just hit a teacher in the back of the head with this, and I held up a chain with several coffee table legs and metal pipes connected at different points down the chain. I pointed to the black table leg connected halfway down the chain. I was essentially turning myself in because it was the right thing to do. They asked how hard I hit her. I said it knocked her out. They said, "Oh, well that decides it," and they put me in jail.
I appeared laying on my back on the dirty mattress without sheets or blankets in my cell. I was just staring at the gray ceiling high above. I wondered how long I'd have to stay in here. I hoped it would be short since I was cooperative and all. I was in the right-most cell, so my right wall was the cement wall that separated inside from outside. I began to move and someone laying on the bed on my left said not to move around. I looked and it was a woman laying on her side facing away from me. She wasn't bad or good looking. I wondered why my cell-mate was a female. My mind began to wander about what-ifs and I pictured a tall, fat guy sleeping beside me. I imagined getting into fights with other inmates. I pictured a scenerio where we had had sex with the woman beside me and then I got in trouble for doing so and for having a female in my cell because I had accidentally gone to the female section of the jail. When I pictured this, I was standing in the paint prep bay where I used to work. I didn't have any motorhomes in it, so it looked empty and thus bigger than usual. The large overhead doors were halfway open and it looked really bright outside in contrast to the darkness inside since the lights were off.
I was then standing outside my cell and talking to the people I talked to when I entered the jail. They weren't behind the counter anymore. I had a feeling of "okay, this is enough, I don't want to be here anymore" and I was trying to convince them to let me go. I thought back to when I hit the teacher on the head and tried to explain how I wasn't in control of my body when it happened. I tried to explain that it was just part of the story and it wasn't my decision. I wasn't getting anywhere.
For some reason, I thought about how it would be living there and about when I'd go outside and it would be sunny. I wanted my sunglasses. They probably wouldn't supply them and if they did, they would suck compared to mine. Mine were still out in my car that I drove up in. It was out in the gravel parking lot. I pictured my car out there. I imagined asking if I could get my sunglasses and then thought "no, they wouldn't let me because I could just take off, then." I imagined walking down the long parking lot to my car and then suddenly driving away and having police cars chasing after me.
Then I woke up from my alarm. Then fell asleep again.
Part 2
I was in my mom's minivan with her. We were on a residential city street and we had pulled up beside a 2-storey house on our right with large trees on the sides of it. It had a sign hanging from the 2nd storey that had a symbol on it that I don't remember. I picture an eye on a pale blue background. It meant something psychic, I think. The lady here offered a service where she would come with you to talk to the authorities and plead your case with you. My mom said I should go to this woman because if I saw her today it would be free. I was hesitant because I didn't think I needed her. My crime was small and I didn't do it on purpose. I decided to go anyway. My 1-year-younger sister, Andrea, came out of the house. She was seeing the lady before me and it helped her jail situation greatly.
I went into the house and it was dark in there and I didn't see anyone. I went upstairs and still didn't see anyone. Then a girl came from a different room and saw me. She was about 5'3", petite, pale, blonde, and had large electric blue eyes. Her hair was thin and straight. It was down and reached just past her shoulders. She was wearing a white nightgown. She looked a little sad or scared. Her face was Burns'. I went to her and began to explain my situation, but then I woke up.
I recall Amethyst Star being in a dream of mine around a week ago. I think this equates to too much time on DV
Last night I dreamt that me and ClouD were in a hallway that led to a baseball field, and we started to argue with each other for some reason. Then, we both got on the field and we were very pissed at each other. I was semi-lucid but I couldn't tell what base was what, and ClouD just kept tossing baseballs at me to piss me off, and I just started to get ticked so I just walked off.
Who the heck knows why I dreamt ClouD being a dick. Must've been something I ate. :P
I had a dream about people from DV I cared about.
I dreamt of leaving this place which holds so much to me.
Leaving labels, leaving life.
More than a dream, it's becoming a reality. These words decieve themselves again.
had an LD about Mitz where I morphed her into Karl so I could :hump:
Clarity: Poor
Sleep: Poor
Star Wars with Robot_ButlerWe were on some sort of ship and we used a giant green weapon to cleave it in half. Some people had gotten seduced by the dark side of DV and the dream guides were fighting back. I don't remember Luminous being there, but I know that Robot_Butler had to show me how to teleport for some reason. We each had green swords.
Clarity: Medium
Sleep: Medium
Lucidity: Good
Going to MarsI was chatting with psychology student and I was interested in his avatar. I asked him if it was captain jack (the british flag) or old glory (the american flag). I was dark blue and the stripes kept changing. It was darker than either of our flags, it looked like of like Marlie's signature, then would switch to the american flag, except the blue would be in the wrong place.
I then had a false awakening and looked around the room. There was a table near the bed that shouldn't have been there. I walked in the darkness and through the wall to find myself in the kitchen, which didn't look at all like our kitchen. I opened the door to the refrigerator and the light didn't come on and I couldn't see a damn thing so I jumped out the window and fly up towards the sky.
I let myself fall, I knew that I wanted to go to Mar, but I couldn't find it. Somehow I ended up in the kitchen again and jumped out the window again and took off into the sky.
This time I was able to find Mars. I saw it off in the distance, it was surrounded by a ton of moons, which confused me because I knew that Mars only had two.
I flew towards it and orbited it. It was beautiful, I could see all of the canyons and mountains and there were two large ice caps at the poles. I then had another false awakening. I went to write down my dream, but I couldn't find any light to see. I found light switches, but they only seemed to work in pairs so it took a while for me to figure out how to get them on.
Aww, so close and yet so far.
Oh no, not TwoShadows! :cry:
Yeah, but dying in someone's dream makes it all the more powerful and memorable.
Besides I'll bet the three of us had a great time hiking up until that point.
Thanks R_B for dreaming about me. I need to have another dream like the last one I had with you.
I don't think I ever posted that here. So here it is:
Quote:
5-3-08
Dream:
I don't remember how it started off. I do remember that Robot_Butler and I were standing in my garage. I looked at his arm and saw that there was a small black widow on it. I told him to hold still. I then reached up and tried to knock it off his arm, but it ended up smearing across his arm. I laughed and apologised. He then looked at me and pointed out that I had a black widow on me too. He was a little more skillful and knocked it to the floor and stepped on it.
(Just so you know, that was not the really good part of the dream....if you were wondering.)
We then went out into the backyard. It was the backyard of the LA house that I grew up in. My mom was there. She pointed out that the wind was just right tonight. I closed my eyes and felt it. I knew she was right. I knew that if I spead my jacket just right and jumped just right that the wind would lift me into the air.
So I jumped. Just as I knew it would, the wind lifted me 20 feet or so in the air. I hovered just a moment before the slowly drifted back down. I looked at R_B and told him to give it a try becasue it was the most incredible feeling. He jumped, but his jacket wasn't as wide as mine and couldn't hold the air. He went up about 5 feet or so then drifted back.
I had an idea. I stepped closer to him and reached for his hand. I then said, "Let's try this again." This time the extra lift from my jacket pulled us both high into the air. We went up about 100 feet before slowing down. I looked down. We were so high. I gave a little squeal of fear and excitement as we started to go back down.
We landed safely. We continued holding hands and as we did this over and over. It was night, but there was a full moon. It shown on the clouds around us, making the scene gorgeous and magical.
We jumped again. This time we went higher than ever before. As we went down. I noticed that we were no longer above my yard. I could see the moonlight shining off a church building below. I told R_B that as we landed on the church to run to the edge and try to lift off again. We were able to do so, while keeping the momentum. We then saw a large boulder and ran and jumped off that too. It was so exhilerating and I was so happy. We were both laughing. When we landed I pulled R_B close and gave him a kiss. It wasn't as much a passionate kiss as an "I'm so happy right now and I'm so glad you're here" kind of a kiss.
I then noticed we were by a school. There were kids around. Not sure why they were there at night. (Yet if it didn't seem strange to be gliding on the wind at night with R_B, then I guess I kids at night in a school, wouldn't trigger lucidity.)
We wanted to let the wind lift us again, but we didn't want to do it in front of the kids. So we ran up a hill. There was a really tall chain link fence near the top. R_B effortlessly climbed to the top. I was a little ways behind , and when I saw him climb it so fast and easily, I knew that I would be able to do it too. I climbed the 20 feet or so in just a few second. I looked around. We were so high. Not only at the top of a high fence, but on top of a hill. I felt so high.
R_B reached for my hand again and asked, "Ready?"
For some reason, I suddenly wasn't sure my jacket would catch the wind right from the fence. I hesitated.
Then I looked over and saw a house. A lady was looking out her window. SHe yelled at us to get down from off the fence., I knew we couldn't jump while she was watching.
Next thing I knew is we were running away from the lady.
We somehow ended up in a barn that was actually a dorm full of sleeping kids. There was an older man that looked really mean. We continued to run.
And I have no idea what happened after this point. I either woke up or drifted into something now forgotten.
No fair, I want a kiss from TwoShadows :cry:
You want a kiss? But kisses are so real life. I'll admit the kiss was rather nice. But wouldn't you rather glide on the wind in the moonlight? There is nothing more exhilerating. To soar 100 feet up...then look down right as you slow to a stop and get ready to fall back down to the earth....wow....
That's the kind of stuff I live for.
I wanna kiss TwoShadows while hang-gliding. Oh, I haven't gone gliding in way too long.
I think that there are two person hang gliders, I've never used one though. I think they're mostly used for teaching purposes.