Thread: Oneironaut's Matrix

Originally Posted by Twoshadows

Eeeeeeeeek...... .

You and your painful dreams. That just sounds awful!

I don't want to be inspired by that dream.


I hope you get some really good ones soon......

Thank you.
Yeah, those painful dreams really suck. Sometimes I have to try to block them out of my head, just so I don't have repeats of them.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Yea, I've noticed that too...anything (chemical) that helps get me lucid is also likely to cause bad dreams; not like nightmares, just unpleasant. I wonder why that is. It seems to have lessened somewhat, but the lucid-inducing effects have decreased as well.

Yeah, that's the same with me. It's weird as hell, though. I mean, I can completely understand how a stimulant can make your dreams more vivid, even more intense, but there has got to be something psychological that makes the most vivid (chemically induced) dreams have negative content. Could it be that we are expecting our really vivid dreams to have some sort of scary/painful/unpleasant content? If so...I wonder why?

05/11/2007
Fragments
-I was watching anime with Jesse and he was talking about the style of art. We got into a discussion about some of the differences between anime/manga and American art.

-Was driving with Todd and Joe. We stopped into a convenience store to get beer and Todd was trying to trick me into buying each of us our own 12pks, instead of paying for his own. He was talking really fast, and trying to confuse me, hoping that I would simply "yes-man" my way into doing it, but I caught it.

-I was in a community with a bunch of kids and there was this radical Islamist, roaming around, that was trying to kill as many of the children as possible. The few adults and I were constantly on the lookout for him, but every now and then there would be a brutal attack, and one of the kids would be slaughtered. By the end of the dream, it turned out that the radical had one of the children aiding him, behind our backs - a little girl - and she was being a lookout for him. I remember catching him in the act of attacking one of the kids, and fighting with him, but I don't really remember the fight, itself.

Originally Posted by Oneironaut

Yeah, that's the same with me. It's weird as hell, though. I mean, I can completely understand how a stimulant can make your dreams more vivid, even more intense, but there has got to be something psychological that makes the most vivid (chemically induced) dreams have negative content. Could it be that we are expecting our really vivid dreams to have some sort of scary/painful/unpleasant content? If so...I wonder why?

I don't know but I think there has to be more than that; like it is an irritant to the brain somehow, biochemically--kind of like how too much pizza or whatever causes dreams because of physical restlessness; the chemicals cause brain restlessness due to neurotransmitter disturbance. I have no idea what I'm talking about.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

I don't know but I think there has to be more than that; like it is an irritant to the brain somehow, biochemically--kind of like how too much pizza or whatever causes dreams because of physical restlessness; the chemicals cause brain restlessness due to neurotransmitter disturbance. I have no idea what I'm talking about.

Hahahaha. =)
It's all good, I understand where you're coming from. The only thing about that theory (believe me, I've thought of it too) is that it doesn't explain why the subject matter would be so negative. I mean, I could see how the dream would, inherently, be more intense or unnerving, but for the content to be so...bad...I dunno. There's gotta be something psychological that's triggering that kind of response. Right? Hell...I don't really know what I'm talking about, either, so don't feel you're alone in this.

05/13/2007
All I remember is that I was walking through the ghetto, wearing a really badass, homemade, Spawn costume. I checked it out in a mirror, and it was really detailed. It was more like Medieval Spawn, though, in that it had all these spikes and shit sticking out of it, and actually had two long horns coming out of the head of the mask.
What's funny(er) about the costume is that, instead of Spawn's regular cape, I had a really long Santa cloak on - bright red, with white balls of fur lining the edge. Also, I was carrying a replica of Cloud's Seven-Piece Sword (from Advent Children) on my back. It, too, was homemade, and not very solid, but it looked pretty tight. Lol. Weird dream.

05/14/2007
I was hanging out with my ex and some friends of ours. We were at the movies and my ex was sitting next to me. Some time during the movie, she reaches over, real slow, and starts holding my hand. This caught me by surprise but (given the fact that things have been unusually civil, between her and I, lately) it was actually kind of nice, so I didn't fight it, and held her hand. She came to realize that the unexpectedness of it was uh..."getting a rise out of me," so to speak, she let go of my hand and discretely grabbed my crotch, doing so in a way that wouldn't catch the attention of anyone around us. Completely shocked, I looked over at her, to see her looking back at me with this mischievious grin.
We ended up making out (and then some, I believe, but can't remember) later on in the dream, after we'd all gone back to a house party.

05/15/2007
”L1 and L2” / “Failed Lucid Task”
This one started at a college party or something. There was a girl that a frat brother was with, L1 - a girl that I (kinda) knew in waking life, and she was trying to hook me up with a friend of hers. I wasn't really all that interested in the second girl, and was more interested in L1. By the end of the night, there was really no chemistry between the second girl and I, at all. Before too long, everyone was absolutely wasted, and a bit of an orgy broke out. L1 and her friend were side-by-side, going at it with two guys, and me and a bunch of other people were standing around watching, drinking and just…well…still partying, while this was going on.

Later, L1’s friend(s) had left and I was talking to her. She was asking me why I never made any moves on her friend and I said something about how I’d been more interested in making a move on her, but never really had the opportunity, because that other guy was always hanging around her, and that (I forget the reason why, but) I just wasn’t really interested in her friend.
She was kind of shocked at this and then started to get excited. She said something like “Well…I’m going to go check and see if my roommate is coming home any time soon…if not….you can make any moves on me you want.” She smiled and went inside the house where the party was.

She came back out and gave me the all clear and we were immediately making out. We went inside and I slammed the door behind me, practically pushing her down the hallway, while kissing her, with my arm wrapped around her lower back so that her feet barely touched the floor. We were damn near tripping over each other, trying to walk and make out at the same time. At first, we were in a sort of living room, and started banging on the sofa. We switched positions a time or two and then I’d noticed that the window blinds were open. Across the way was, apparently, my mom’s house. She and my daughter were sitting at the dining room table and their window was adjacent to ours. We suddenly jumped up off of the couch, amazed that they hadn’t seen us, and then closed the blinds. A bit unnerved at this, we decided to take it to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, we were going nuts. It seemed like we’d been going at it forever and, at one point, I’d happened to notice that my shadow was casting itself upon the closed, bedroom blinds. Due to the motion, it would be obvious to anyone outside, what was going on. I tried to adjust my position a bit, to bring my shadow out of the window, but when I looked back down at L…she was gone.

I was like “what the fuck??” and started looking around for her. I opened the bedroom door, still completely naked, and saw another girl that I worked with in waking life, L2 (who I really had a thing for) and she was obviously just coming home from work, dressed in a green and black suit. She was sitting on the couch, letting her hair down, and must have heard the bedroom door open, because she started to turn to look at me. I shut the door before she saw me. I was thinking “L2 is L1’s ROOMATE???! Oh shit!” I just knew L2 was going to try to investigate why the door closed so suddenly, and as soon as I thought this, I could hear her knocking. I’m like “Shit…Shit..Shit…Shit…” and looking for a place to hide. I ran to the bathroom and closed the door. Standing, silent, in the dark bathroom, I heard her come in the room. I was thinking “This isn’t happening! There is NO WAY this is happening!!! I must be dreaming!!!” I tried to put my hand through the wall, to confirm it, and it wouldn’t move. It felt just like a real wall.
I heard the bathroom doorknob begin to rattle.
“NOOO!” I’m thinking to myself. “THIS IS A DREAM! TELL ME THIS IS A DREAM!!” I then tried to put my hand through the wall again…..and it worked!! My hand passed right through the wall like air. Not waiting around for another moment, I suddenly flew up through the bathroom ceiling, and out of the house.

I was in a bit of a black void for a little while, still flying upward. I was trying to think of something constructive to do with my lucidity, before I lost it. Immediately I thought about the Tasks of the Month. I hadn’t really paid much attention to this month’s tasks, before now, and the only one I could remember was the one about “making a tree pull up its roots and walk around.” I knew I had to create a scene with trees. It was suddenly daytime, and I was now descending toward a green field. Everything looked animated, though, and I could tell that my concentration of trying to create an outdoor scene with trees was making the dream fade. I could actually feel myself waking up. To counter this, I simply stopped trying, for a moment. I completely relaxed and looked at the scenery, as it was. Everything came back into focus. (I forgot about looking at my hands, though.) With a bit more control, I thought about a wooded area and was, soon after, landing in a small clearing, surrounded by trees. Most of the trees were rather small, and I wanted to uproot something impressive. I turned around and saw that I was standing in front of a massive tree. I decided to get started and wondered how I was going to go about this.
I’d actually misinterpreted the task, in that it asked for the tree to “pull up it’s own roots” and walk around. Instead, I decided to levitate the tree up out of the ground. I focused on it and lifted my arms slowly upward. The tree began to rise, and I could see that it had a squared base, completely flat, with no roots. While keeping the tree in the air, I began to manipulate the bottom of it, using my mind to draw out long tendrils of roots from the square base. Just as they touched the ground, and I was prepared to make the tree walk around, I got stung on my arm by something.
I looked down and saw a tiny wasp, about the size of a fly. My vision actually had to zoom in on it, to tell that it was (what looked like) a wasp. As soon as I noticed it, though, I noticed another…and another, and another. I was now being swarmed by these wasps that I had obviously disturbed when I uprooted the tree. (Damn my detailed mind. ). After trying to swat them away for a while, I was preparing to do the old DBZ energy field thing and fry them all, but the dream suddenly ended.

05/16/2007
”Ex-Squared”
I was bringing my daughter back home, to her mom’s apartment. While inside, There were actually two versions of my ex in the house. They were both sitting on the floor, and one of them was changing my daughter’s step sister, diaper. I had been hanging out with my ex’s husband, so I wasn’t necessarily in a hurry to leave, which is usually an uncomfortable situation, between her and I, anyway.
So, while I was sitting on the couch, putting my shoes and getting ready to leave, I could hear Ex1 talking to her other daughter, who is about 2 and, in baby talk, talking trash about me - mocking me and saying a lot of shit like “Oohh..look at me..” (speaking from ‘my perspective’) “…I think I’m all that, and blah blah blah” and stuff along those lines. Can’t remember what, exactly, though. Basically, she was being herself, at her most obnoxious.
I was getting pissed and was just about to start spewing some stuff back at her, when the other one, Ex2, butted in with something like “Why are you still here, anyway??” speaking to me. Even more vexed, I was about to rip into her while explaining that I was here hanging out with the husband, but was about to leave. Before I really started, she shot me a glance and, since Ex1 was sitting behind her, and couldn’t see Ex2’s face, she mouthed the words “who cares? Just go” I could tell that, by this gesture, she was trying to appease Ex2 by seeming to talk shit to me, too, when, actually, silently, she was gesturing for me to just go ahead and leave, without arguing with Ex2, so as not to start and huge fight.
The two versions of her apparently represented the two sides of her personality that I experience in waking life.
I appreciated the gesture from Ex1 and left the house, without saying another word to Ex2.

Weird dream.

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Originally Posted by Oneironaut

05/15/2007
Most of the trees were rather small, and I wanted to uproot something impressive. I turned around and saw that I was standing in front of a massive tree.

So that's what happened...I was wondering how I was able to do this and not you...keep trying! It would be cool if you did like a giant red-wood!

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

So that's what happened...I was wondering how I was able to do this and not you...keep trying! It would be cool if you did like a giant red-wood!

Well, I think I might have still gotten credit, if I levitated the tree, pulled the roots down, and still made it walk....it was those damned wasps that killed everything, for me. =/
But yeah, a giant redwood would be awesome....maybe I could even get a face to appear on it, and have it walk around like one of those Tree/Guardian things on Lord of the Rings. Hmmmmm....

05/17/2007
Had 4 long dreams last night, but I can only remember pieces of them.

Dream One:
"Crimson Tides"
This one was based on the show Heroes. I was a part of a group of people that all had special powers, (which, now that I think about it, was led by the black coat-wearing 'Future Peter Patrelli'), and there was a huge war going on. Somehow, we'd gotten teleported from (wherever we were) to a beach, at night. The fighting continued in about waist-deep waters, and I was fighting this one guy. (I can't remember what kind of power I had, though.) During the fight, the other guy was actually gaining the upper-hand but, then I noticed a large fin creeping through the water, toward us, from the side. I noticed that the other guy hadn't seen it so, while defending against his attacks, I began to circle around him in a way that put him between me and the shark (whose silhouette I could just barely see, on top of the water).
In the middle of his attack, the guy was suddenly pulled underwater, screaming, and completely torn apart, by the shark. As soon as the shark had taken the guy under, I swam in the opposite direction, meeting up with a group of others on my team. The man's (the one I was fighting, earlier) decapitated head suddenly came flying out of the water, passed me, and I could see that not only was his head torn off, but the top of his head was also sliced open across the crest, as if Sylar (the villian in Heroes) had gotten to his brain.
The people I was with looked down in the water, between us, and saw that I was bleeding. Hurrying toward a nearby boat, we scrambled to get out of the water before my blood drew the shark to us, as well.

Dream Two:
I was in the gym at work with some of my coworkers, and there was a punching/kick-bag in there. (We'd always been talking about how they should put one in there.) There was also a mat that covered the entire floor, so we spent the dream attacking the bag and doing gymnastic and break-dancing moves on the mat. I kept trying to do backflips (which I am really apprehensive about trying in real-life, because of a bad experience..) and could not get myself to rotate all the way. I just kept falling on my back.

Dream Three:
"Cartwright Fight"
Something about one of the characters from the old western tv show Bonanza being in my old neighborhood. He was reeeeeeaaaaly drunk, and was starting shit with the neighborhood kids. I was trying to get him to take a hike, but he kept acting all beligerent, so we started fighting. I don't remember too much of the fight, but I do remember picking him up, sideways, slamming his back against the nearest fence and then turning around, jumping into the air, and bodyslamming him on the ground, landing on top of him. I'm pretty sure that was what stopped the fight.

Dream Four:
"Free-for-all Spar"
I was in my ooooollllllld neighborhood, back in Houston (which I haven't seen, since I was about 7, and can barely believe it was mapped out, so vividly, in my dream) and we were riding on a single bike, through the walkways. I was pedalling and Todd was riding on the handlebars. Coming to the street at the front of the neighborhood, it fluidly transitioned into the street at the front of my old neighborhood, here in Florida, which I could see, across the road. I pedalled across the street and couldn't go very fast. Some lady in a van had to slam on her breaks, almost hitting us.
When we got to the other side, it was suddenly night time. There was a huge group of people standing outside, partying, (most of them friends of ours) and we started mingling. Many of them were wearing glowsticks, glow-necklaces and other light-up accessaries all over their clothes, looking like a bunch of ravers. In the crowd, I saw an old friend R.I., who I haven't seen in a long time (but Todd told me he saw, recently, in waking life) and I remembered that he was really good in martial arts. We started playfighting and were soon pulling off these really dope moves like corkscrew flips and kip-ups, looking like kung-fu movie stars. Pretty soon, other people started getting into it, and the entire mass of people turned into one, huge, multi-colored lightshow of a, light-contact brawl. It was pretty sweet.