Thread: Queen Zukin's Dream Journal

The Fake Out

I think I had this dream more than once last night.

I was in a dress suit, and I was on a mission. The mission was to escape from a meeting. I was to look as if I was crying and running down the street.

I did as so, and ran down the road. A van followed me that was to pick me up. That was in the first dream.

The second dream was slightly different. The van continued to follow me in this dream, but instead of picking me up, it made a turn right. I looked at it for a moment, and realized that that wasn't supposed to happen.

I went left and started running down a large hill. I might have been a little lucid, but it wasn't enough to count. I say this because I was running down the hill, hoping to get enough velocity that I could just jump and fly away. That didn't happen though.

A young asian man wearing a college T-Shirt came over to where I was sitting and started to harass me.

I just laugh and say, "Hey, I'll be going to your college next year!"

He looked puzzled and shocked that I didn't take offense to his insults, stood there for a moment, and said "Good" with wide eyes and walked away.

Penguins (Frag)

I was measuring the height of a penguin against a math book. The math book was taller.

French

I was in a restaurant and waiting to order. I heard two girls next to me speaking in French. One of the girls noticed that I was listening, and tried to explain to me what she was talking about. It was something silly like "Goths can't be goths all the time, especially when they are doing ungoth stuff. Like peeing."

University Tours

Our class was going on a field trip. We were planning on making 60 campus tours in a day.

We were visiting my future college, and I saw one of the tour guides from before.

Sleeping and Learning

This dream is mainly fragments. I was in the school, it was dark, and there was a bed. But it is not what you are thinking.

I think that I lived at the school. Bree was tutoring me in some kind of subject. And I remember an owl.

Climbing with Some DV Members

A bunch of DV members and I were climbing a mountain. I am for sure that Oneironaut and TwoShadows were there, but the rest are kind of hazy. SD was there as well.

I was hanging out with SD in a hotel. The rest of the group wanted to explore the mountain at night. We got really drunk, but it was fun.

That night I had a dream within the dream that Oneironaut fell off the mountain. It wasn't an innocent fall though, it was as if someone had pushed him off.

I woke up, and wanted to make sure that they were still OK. SD and I ventured out to the mountain where we found Oneironaut. He wasn't hurt, but he told us that he had a dream in which he fell off the mountain. I didn't question as to why he was sleeping outside.

The next morning, all of us are outside on the mountain again. There was something chasing us though. It is hard to describe. It looked like a giant blonde hairball. It's as pathetic as it sounds.

I false awakened from that dream and logged onto DV. Oneironaut had posted that he had this horrible mountain dream, but it was even worse than what I dreamed. It sounded like a mountain from hell.

I fell asleep (still at the computer?) and went back to the mountains. Our awesome DV group was there again and we were looking for Oneironaut. I remember thinking how much this looks like a dreary, hellish version of Cades Cove. The place was littered with dead bodies.

Ghostbusters!

Joe and I were in a dark school. The lights had gone off, no one was here anymore, but we were looking for something. We were equipped with a couple flashlights. Mine didn't work very well.

We went into the choir room because we heard music. The teacher was there, he was listening to the choir - which was not there. He listened to it in the dark.

Joe and I asked him a few questions about the school, primarily questions related to the paranormal. We were ghostbusters, and something here wasn't right. The teacher directed us to the far end of the school, where he described the most paranormal activity.

We went to this far end of the school, which was actually a part of my basement. It was still really dark and creepy.

I went inside the bathroom, when all of the lights came on at once. The shower turned on. The shower curtain whipped itself open and the shower head slowly creaked it's head towards us and shot jets of water in our direction.

The shower was haunted!

We needed to exercise the shower - so we did rain dances. The possessed shower tried to get us to leave it alone, it sprayed hot and cold water on us. Our dances embraced the extremeness of the water temperature. It sounds really corny, I know, but it worked.

Out of the shower head came a blue spirit. It looked like a Hindu god.

Trying on Dresses

One of the instructors at karate wanted me to try on some dresses. They had opened up a new business right next door that was all about renting dresses. I had some semi-formal occasion coming up and they knew about it. The dresses really weren't too bad, in fact they fit perfectly. It cost around $20 to rent.

Weird Lucid

This dream is really hard to describe. It really felt as if I was dreaming two different things at once. The first dream caused me to become lucid, but I was still in that dream while in a different dream in which I was actually lucid...

So, basically, the first dream caused me to be lucid, but my lucidity transferred over to the second dream that I was dreaming at the same time but I was still not lucid in the first dream which caused me to be lucid. In the lucid dream, I was trying to stabilize because everything was out of whack. It felt so weird, dreaming two things at once. I found it hard to control, hard to stay in the dream, and my consciousness just felt...weird.

Stressful AP Stats Test

I was taking the AP test for Statistics. They let us take home the test if we didn't finish (which would never happen IRL), so I chose that option. The test questions were really obscure and didn't relate to statistics. There was one question that made you put a bunch of names on certain lines, and the goal was to put the correct name on the appropriate line. It was really hard.

I realized that I hadn't even started the multiple choice section yet. It was pretty much horrible.

I've just had a lot of boring stressful dreams lately. Nothing really that fun.

Monday May 2nd

I was trying to fish over a castle. I caught the castle instead.

My mother and I were shopping. She went back in the store to get something when we had thought that we were done. I sat out in the car. It was night. There were men outside walking in the parking lot. Apparently, it was there job to measure the heights of the giant snow mounds formed when the plows came through the parking lot. I thought about how cool a job that would be (for awhile, at least).

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Tuesday May 3rd

I was getting ready to go to karate, but I literally had to do an obstacle course to get into the car. I had to climb up and down a tree and walk through "frozen mud". A guy was helping me, I'm not sure who it was. He got stuck in the frozen mud, it was actually pretty cool. He would sink, then the mud would freeze. It looked like being frozen in a giant crystal, and then he shook off the entire thing and it shattered around him!

We finally got in the car, but it wouldn't start.

In my second dream, I was at a store. A guy was complaining how it was a terrible idea to try and buy furniture from the first century.

In my last, people were on facebook. They were making a huge scene on Z02's facebook page.

More boring dreams I haven't been sleeping well. I've been sleeping, just not goodly.

Chasing Frogs

I just remember something about chasing frogs through mud. I had to keep them safe. One of the frogs was pink. They looked very poisonous.

Up and Down Nirvana

I was playing a video game in which I was, ironically, killing people to reach some kind of nirvana. The people would come to the floating house in the sky where they would kill the people in the house. The nirvana, which was now a thing that seeped from their dead corpses, went up into the air, and then back down to the ground. It seemed to follow this process over and over.

Ok, so I skimmed the past few dreams since my last post. I've come to this generalization:

1. Killing/Beating_up people.
2. Climbing Mountains.
3. Bass Slut.

What a great outlook for your dreams? I guess this is what makes you surprisingly awesome.

See you at school tomorrow. <3

~Joe

Originally Posted by XT-421

Ok, so I skimmed the past few dreams since my last post. I've come to this generalization:

1. Killing/Beating_up people.
2. Climbing Mountains.
3. Bass Slut.

What a great outlook for your dreams? I guess this is what makes you surprisingly awesome.

See you at school tomorrow. <3

~Joe

BAAAAASSSSSSSSSS SLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT

Cancun!

Our family decided to take a trip to Mexico!

We drove there, somehow, and I thought about how boring this landscape was. It looked like...flat and dead. Like where I live. I was mildly disappointed that I didn't get to see any awesome beaches.

My sister accidentally dropped a pamphlet in the river, so I flew over to get it. I wanted to surprise them with the fact that I could fly, lol.

Sadness

I found myself in the backseat of a pick up truck. My mom was with me in the backseat, the dog was in the front passenger seat, and my father was driving.

My father was pissed off about something, and shot the dog. My mother and I were beyond frightened. He was yelling angrily, and then shot my mother.

I got the feeling that I was next. This horrid feeling was validated when he pointed to me, still yelling angrily. His hand was dripping in blood and his fingers were cut off.

He pulled of at a gas station and got out of the car. While he wasn't looking, I stole the gun and attempted to shoot at him, but heard the click of an empty gun. Shit.

He heard the noise and smirked.

I ran into the gas station in tears. I tried to tell people that my father had just shot my mother but no one would believe me. I tried to tell them that I was next in line, but they seemed indifferent. No one seemed to care, even when my father came in the room and admitted the entire thing as he laughed. No one wanted to help.

I was in tears, not only because I would have to live with this man now that meant most certainly death, but more so because I had lost my mother. The person dearest to me. I was going to miss her unconditional love and support. I couldn't handle it.

Awesome Strange Futuristic Crowded City Place

I was trying to get to karate on time, but I had to walk there instead. They were now located in a city, but instead of skyscrapers they had giant water slides and huge towers of arcades. I walked up a water slide (not knowing it was one) and was fascinated when I reached the top. Men in business suits were sliding down. I went down too! It was great.

But I still couldn't find the dojang! I walked into an arcade room that was open on one end. The open end lead to park benches and either a swimming pool or an elaborate fountain.

One of the guys who was eating pizza at the park bench greeted me. It was getting late...And I knew that I was running out of time to get to the dojang...BUT WAIT. I saw DDR. Instantly distracted.

The guy laughed at my delighted when I saw it, and asked to join. OMG I knew I would love him forever. Sucked to wake up. </3

Spaceships from Pluto

Pluto was sending out spaceships to every planet in our solar system, and every continent on Earth.

Arcade Rave

I was going to meet up with Joe at a rave. The building had two floors and on the bottom people were raving and the top floor was an arcade. I decided to check out the games while I waited for Joe to come.

The arcade had an entire room dedicated to dinosaur games. There was one game/simulator in which you would stand in a pod, and the machine would simulate what it would feel like to be running from a dinosaur that was trying to eat you. I thought that was a strange machine to have at an arcade.

Saturday, May 7th

Old Library Quest

I was in a really old library. There were so many books. I opened one of them. The pictures were like Harry Potter, except the pictures served as the text.

I opened an old dictionary. A man in the picture appeared. He looked very very old. He was too old to whisper the definition of the word that I was looking for. He murmured a few times before drifting off back to the dead. Brilliant, malevolent piano music took the place of his words in the background.

Ordering Food (frag)

I was ordering food in a restaurant in Germany.

Closet Talk

Joe and I were hanging out in my closet. We were having a deep and meaningful conversation that I won't post here.

Plant Sprouts (frag)

My seeds had sprouted and were growing beautifully. In fact, they were almost full grown.

Mountain Trail (frag)

I was walking down Bullhead, thinking how much easier this was than Trillium (yeah right).

3 Years of Time Traveling

Joe and I went back into time. It was probably in the 1800's and somewhere on the European continent.

Joe and I got separated because I had been thrown in jail for trying to exercise my (nonexistent) freedom of speech. In the cell I met many people, most had been imprisoned for petty crimes. I devised a plan to escape.

My cellmates and I worked as a team to break the glass casing around parts of the ceiling. When the guard came, we all threw the glass shards at him, virtually impaling/stabbing him.

We managed to get the keys to unlock the cell and we all made our escape. I jumped over a fence and hid like a creeper in a playground. A boy saw me, and started to follow me. I didn't want this. At first I tried to simply lose him by running away too fast, but he seemed intrigued and to him this turned into a game. I didn't want to, but I knew that I had to tell him to just get lost. I didn't want to hurt the little boy's feelings, but he was better off not involved in my outlawish workings.

I sneaked around a castle. I wondered what had happened to Joe.

I kept walking down a dirt path until I came to a house. I knocked on the door and asked if I could have a place to stay for the next day. I didn't tell the woman at the door that I was being pursued by the authorities.

The woman was wearing a yellow dress, it was very pretty. I didn't tell her about what was happening, I was more intrigued in impressing her (I believe I was a man in this dream).

I left so that the authorities did not disturb her. I knew that they were coming.

I spent a good 2 or so years living out in the wild. I thought about the girl I had met often. And I wondered if she still remembered me. I decided to pay her a visit.

I came back to her little house on the dirt road. She was glad to see me. Apparently, she told me, that I had left an impression on her for those few days that I had stayed with her.

"I was wondering, would you like to go on a date sometime?" I asked her.

Her smiling face dimmed as she frowned.

"I...would have loved to. You see, I am not only engaged at the moment but also pregnant."

I didn't have enough time to take in the impact of her words - as I was looking out the window I saw that the guards were still looking for me!

She noticed immediately, and told me to hide in the chest by the window. The drawer was just big enough for me. I occasionally peeped out of the drawers to look out of the window and see the police/guards. They looked so strange. They didn't look official at all. Rather, they looked like men in blue hazmat suits. There were maybe 10 of them in her small yard, trying to see if I was hiding in her house.

After they left I climbed out of the chest and she told me that her fiancé was coming home soon. She told me to come back when the moon was shining at it was the darkest point of the night.

I did just that. She led me to her room by candlelight. Joe was there!

"We need to get back to our time. We have spent 3 years here," He quietly whispered. The woman did not look alarmed to realize that I was not only an outlaw but also a time traveler.

"I will miss you much," She said to me, and gave me a goodbye kiss.

Joe and I traveled back to present day. I was actually greatly relieved to return, and was gladly celebrating my right to freedom of speech. Joe was concerned, however, because we had spent 3 years there without spending three years in present day, which meant that we were actually three years older than everybody who is our age.

HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY DREAM JOURNAL!!!

Psychokinesis

I was taking part in classes at one of the safety colleges that I applied to. I realized that I shouldn't be here. First, it wasn't fall yet, and second I had decided not to go to those colleges. I became slightly aware, but not enough. Instead of participating in a class in which I didn't belong, I decided to hang out around campus.

I was in a bathroom, when I really actually realized that I was dreaming. It's as if I knew that I was dreaming before, but now I decided to actually control the dream.

I looked at my hands to verify the idea that I was dreaming. My left hand had six fingers but my right hand was normal. Seeing my left hand was good enough to start controlling the dream.

I had a few ideas, but I really wanted to do the Task of the Month. I have always had a lot of trouble with psychokinesis, so this would be good motivation.

I looked around the bathroom. One of the faucets turned itself on. There was a window in the bathroom, and you could see into another class. They were doing yoga.

There wasn't much to through around in the bathroom, so I dismantled a part of a stall and set it on the ground.

I focused my awareness to the block of plastic.

Nothing.

I picked up the plastic and threw it to the ground. I wanted to get the feel of the plastic crashing to the ground. I threw it several times, until I was able to imagine what it would be like to be the plastic part of the stall itself.

I stepped back, and focused my awareness again. At first, nothing. I tried again, imagining the feel of the plastic crashing against a wall or the ground, and voila!

The plastic wall from the stall went up into the air, and crashed back down. HA. I jumped up in enthusiasm, pretty much losing lucidity in celebration. I think that there may have been a little more to this lucid, because I remember thinking, "This lucid is getting long, I hope I remember all of it." I think that psychokinesis is one of those things that I will have to learn to just do, and not try to do. Like flying.

Anyways, the bathroom became a dojang. People were practicing various martial arts - none of which I knew. My instructor was there too, teaching people strange kicks. I might have gained a little lucidity here, because I remember practicing some moves that would require anti-gravity.

There was a little girl in the corner playing all alone.

I went over to her and asked her if I could join her. She seemed happy that I asked.

We went outside and toured the campus together. There was a strange abandoned house that she kept wanting to venture over to, I tried to keep her as far away from it as possible.

We played in a giant pile of clay, it was totally fun. I made her a clay model of Woody, but I was having trouble keeping his limbs on. I decided that I would glue it later so it wouldn't break off for her.

can't sleep very stressed for finals AND sick

here's what I remember

Joe and I were waiters. We were really tall.

I got a job at CVS, then decided to work a job at walgreens, right next door.

fever and stress dreams

I think that for most of the night I really wasn't sleeping, just skating around it. I had lots of "dreams" that I was solving numerous math equations. One after the other.

I also had a dream that our math class decided to switch rooms. We were moved somewhere remote, by a river. We ate a lot of cake until it was sickening.

Last dream was that my dog got hit by a car, he was OK though.

I hope you feel better soon, Zukin! How long until you're done with finals?

Your dog is invincible!

I'm pretty much done with them. They were the hardcore AP tests. I had AP English in the morning, which was easy, and AP Stats in the afternoon. I really disagree with the timing of their tests. My AP English exam got out at 11:57 and my AP Stats started at noon. No lunch until 4pm when it lets out.

I remember nothing last night, except the word confidence intervals. It's probably stress residue combined with the hardness of falling asleep with a stuffed up nose. Should be back to normal soon.

Alright recall is starting to improve again. It was a rough night, but better.

Secret Superhero Convention

I was at a convention for secret superheros! My power was being able to teleport into the future. I met an invisible man there. It was pretty cool. There was a giant mountain of colorful pipes.

Shy Hero

I was visiting a city in space. A city in a big spaceship. Everything there was run by advanced computer systems.

They had giant advanced movie screens and robotic penguins. They had even figured out how to use computer code to alter the space time continuum.

The city was in a crisis. Their computer systems were crashing and nobody knew how to fix it. The technology had been around so long that nobody cared to even learn about it anymore. If the computer systems failed then many people would die.

I was visiting the space city when this happened. I was in a retail store, and there was a guy hiding in a clothes rack. He had black hair, and eyes that were dark. He was genuinely shy, but not creepy. He watched me, and I sort of knew that he knew the secret answer to all of this madness.

We didn't say anything during our encounter. It was just a strange telepathic exchange of ideas.

Meanwhile, the city was in chaos. The young man had vanished.

The dream skips here, I have trouble recalling the middle section.

At the end, the young man with dark hair and eyes returns to me. We are standing in the street. I notice that the sky is purple and that the space city resides in a giant dome. It is really quite beautiful.

"I have fixed the problem. There should be no catastrophic computer failures until the World War 3, in approximately 3.4 years," he whispered with a hint of delight. There is a dark undertone to his voice, I loved it. He flashed his dark eyes at me, before diving back into the shadows where I first saw him.

Be mine lovely shy hero?

A Monastery Punishment

I lived in an apartment near a monastery. The city was run down but very functioning. I didn't like to venture near the monastery because the people there had closed minds. I was very young in this dream.

I was on a field trip with my fellow classmates at the monastery. The monks gave us crosses on a chain. They told us to put it on, but I refused because I didn't believe in this. I was thrown in the closet for several hours for my disobedient behavior.

Behind our apartment it lead down to a swamp. There were stairs going into the swamp, it was like a swinging bridge that had been submersed. The steps lead to an abandoned concrete building where climbing vines grew.

Many Many Frogs

I was at my grandmother's house. She had decided to put a giant pond in her front yard and stash it with frogs. My mother and I were walking along the pond, observing the frogs.

Building Boats

I was outside with a young kid. It seemed as though he may have had some issues, so we were just chilling and I suggested that we build boats out of sticks and stuff and race them down the river. My boat was pretty simple, just a few sticks tied together with a dried stem of a fern or something. I somehow added cardboard to it, not sure where I got that though. The kid's boat was strange. I wasn't sure what he was doing. His "boat" was bright green and purple, and it looked more like a dart board.

The End of The World (Maybe)

Last night before I went to bed I was watching a video about May 21st.

It was May 20th in the dream, and everyone was freaking out. Apparently, they were right or something, but he came a day early and all of us nonbelievers were stuck on the planet.

So, Joe and I went on a quest to Antarctica. There was to be a "key" to saving the world hidden in the depths of the coldness and ice. And, Antarctica was apparently where the evil has risen from.

We were in the middle of Antarctica looking around. I was very surprised to see the amount of trees here. I wouldn't have expected it. They were pine trees. I wondered if there were Yeti here. The thought sort of freaked me out once I realized that we were the only people here.

The land was covered in many traps. Joe and I found a hidden cave, but it would be too dangerous to enter. We speculated that this cave may have been where the key was, as it didn't look like a cave that was born out of natural occurrences.

As we walked back from Antarctica, I noticed that there were starting to be many people here, and many houses. In fact, there were people carrying there kids and wearing shorts! How did I not do a dream sign?

When we came back we went to school, but our German 4 teacher had decided to take the next few days off.

No recall.

Ominous Truth

This dream makes me sad/mad/grr that I couldn't remember.

I was lucid, I think, at this point.

I walked up to a lady's house and she opened the door. Behind her I could see a staircase. The staircase kept changing before my eyes, and if I wasn't lucid already I definitely became lucid here. The staircase was confusing me. It was like glitching in a sense, changing before me!

The thin, tall lady with brown hair in a sloppy pony tail/bun stared at me for a moment, and wondered what I was looking at so intently.

I didn't really say anything, and we just went into her house.

She was a hoarder, I figured out, the moment we stepped into her living room. She had boxes and boxes of things piled up all around. She didn't take much notice to it though, or my company, and resumed vacuuming the floor.

I looked out the window, and realized that it was cloudy! It is never cloudy in my lucids! It is always crystal clear skies! I thought that was strange, so while I was looking I decided just to make it storm.

Instantly, I was hit in the head with a lamp. WTF! I looked back up and realized that the woman had thrown the lamp at me. She looked back down at her vacuuming and I threw the lamp not at her but into the wall. It clunked and fell to the ground.

I looked around, and thought about how everything was just a figment of my imagination.

And then, I realized something horrible. It was like I had come to this very house just to discover this truth! As if this entire dream lead up to this moment! I felt so horrible by my discovery that I had to sit down for a moment. The realized truth was horrible, made worse by not only the fact that it had been in front of my eyes the entire time, but also because I entirely forgot what I had realized when I woke up.

New lucid goal: Visit "The Inter-Steffi Memory Distribution and Recollection Center" (MDRC) (named by Joe) to view the lost memory of the truth...and a few other memories.

Stuck in a Room

The title explains this entire dream. But for this entire dream, which seemed like forever, I was stuck in a testing room.

The instructors had brought in students from each grade to practice for the ACT/SAT. Being a senior, we didn't really need to worry about this so we were BSing a lot of the answers. I remember the instructor saying once that he was going to hand out a really hard test, and the top score that people usually got on it was 15.

There was one test in which we were to solve a puzzle that was a mixture between a scrambled word, a word search, and hang man. It was nearly impossible.



Lucid goal: Visit "The Inter-Steffi Memory Distribution and Recollection Center" (MDRC) (named by Joe) to view lost memories!

Alright, nearly no recall.

I may have had a lucid though. I remember standing in the grass, thinking about things. Thinking that this was a stable dream.