Thread: Queen Zukin's Dream Journal

still getting some stressful dreams.

losing my mind again

I was hanging out with Kestrel, but I was having a very difficult time because I was emotionally messed up again. I was too far gone to try to explain to her what was going on. I just wanted to be alone and away from everybody. I couldn't speak anymore and it was getting increasingly difficult to do....anything. I was so frustrated that I felt like this again that I just started crying.

D:
//hugs
Stressful dreams suck...

Oh I've been such a bad girl at updating this. I've had a couple of lucids since and some more stressful dreams. I had one last night where I was in a lecture hall where the floors were tilted like a ramp but to the side, and all of the students had to sit in rollie chairs. Of course, I was the only one having trouble trying to keep my chair from rolling away and eventually got sent away for being disruptive to the class, since I couldn't even manage to stay in one spot. To make things better, a student started yelling at me for making a sexual remark.
I went upstairs where I found a dusty old closet with a bunch of strange antiques that lead to more dusty old closets.
After enough time had passed, I went back downstairs to find that our class was being dismissed and it was time to leave.
A blonde student with curly hair walked up to me and said, "I don't care what it is, it's you who I want to write that story." (too much to explain typing on phone). That touched me and I sat down and started crying. She turned around again and said to me, "and that's why."

I guess my subconscious had nothing better to dream about

lessons in welding: lesson 1

I was in a class about welding and it was our first meeting. The first lesson? Learn to get used to being high off of fumes. I kid you not. Our instructor basically hotboxed us with fumes and everyone became high AF. Even the instructor. I didn't understand how I could ever weld this high. Ever.

plane crash

I was at my mom's house when I looked out of the window. I saw a plane that was flying low and erratically. it suddenly lost momentum and crashed into the ground in a firey mess. People were dying and screaming. My mom and I called the ambulances. Exactly 73 people died. No survivors.

I spent a lot of the rest of the dream being visibly upset about witnessing so many people dieing, but everyone shrugged off my concerns as if they weren't emotionally affected. My dad actually told me, "be happy you didn't witness 300 people dying instead." Everyone else just basically told me to get over it, and I was super upset by this.

lava

A giant volcano erupted and the entire world was being swallowed by lava. We were all running away but the giant lava flowed amazingly fast and you just couldn't outrun it. A group of people and I got trapped in a kind of underground mall, and knew that we were probably going to die of starvation or dehydration.

Guatemala
My mom and I took a trip to Guatemala and went on a long scenic drive.

his family

I had heard of a haunted area a few hours north of us and wanted to find out if some of my housemates wanted to visit there. Only one person did, and I was really surprised by who it was, since he didn't seem like the type...at all. He turned out to be really serious about the paranormal, and got into a philosophical argument with the rest of the house.

So we were two hours into our trip when he tells me that his parents' house is along the way and he'd like to stop by shortly. His parents aren't home, so he takes a nap while I wait around awkwardly in the garage. I hear people entering the house and realize that my friend here is still asleep, and to his parents I am going to be a random stranger in their garage...I try to open the backdoor to escape but it's locked...great.

I make an awkward introduction to the family and his family turns out to be....weird. They had a butler who had chainsaws for hands (who I pissed off later in the most unfortunate way and almost had my hair chopped off), a dishwasher who liked to spin plates on needles sticking out of his skin, an array of easy-to-piss-off maids, and were related/befriended to a bunch of senators who were visiting their house too. It was a freaking mess. His parents were neurotic. Everybody was neurotic. I just really wanted to go home.

For some reason his parents mistook me as his much classier girlfriend, but he couldn't explain otherwise because he was sleeping at the dinner table (I don't even know). So I had to pretend to have class, which I totally don't, and there were quite a few frowns from his parents. And then a random congressman asked me out, and I was like no thanks I have a boyfriend.

I was so happy to get home from that trip. When I saw Ginger I practically leapt into his arms and was so grateful that he didn't have a family of senators and bloodthirtsy butlers who had chainsaws for hands.

tornado lies

My mother and I were parked at a gas station and she had gone inside to pay for something. I opened up the trunk and was searching for a different set of clothes as mine were uncomfortable, when it suddenly went from really sunny to dark and windy. It began storming and raining hard, and then I heard the tornado sirens going off. The car got swept into the tornado wind and then I saw a different housemate of mine who was actually stuck inside the tornado, flying around crazily.

Eventually we escaped/the tornado stopped tornadoing, and went home. My mother was there and she asked me what had happened.

"There was a tornado!" I exclaimed, "and he tried to-"

I was interrupted.

"There was no tornado," He said, looking sternly at me. "The weather was fine. Nothing happened."

ehhh okay?

Voldemort's advice

I was totally chilling, when I was approached by Voldemort. He told me that my boyfriend, Ginger, was secretly evil. He said I wouldn't know until he revealed himself, but in reality he was the manifestation of evil itself. Thanks Voldemort, I never knew you were so caring.

Voldemort later went on to tell me that I needed to "spiritually awaken" myself. He said that doing so was necessary, but that it was going to mentally hurt. He said, in these exact words, that it was going to feel like walking around with raw skin. But it was necessary. I had to awaken myself before something important happened, but I forgot what that was.

Voldemort also showed me a secret attic in my parent's house, which was pretty cool too.

37 kittens

I had 37 kittens in a giant basket. I loved all of them. We lost a black kitten while traveling, and I accidentally stepped on a white kitten's foot and it bled. Then we only had 36 kittens.

36 kittens is still nice <3 That sounds like an amazing dream without the losing of a black one and stepping on a white one. But just the idea of having 36 kittens in a basket makes me want to melt ; u ;

lucid dream from yesterday I think

following my puppy

I was in a sort of transition state between dreams when I saw my passed away dog. I was happy to see him and pet him again! Since I was still in a transition state dream, we were in a black void. He looked his left and started barking like there was something over there and I followed him. It was a really cool way to DEILD into a dream.

I was now in my grandparent's house. I walked around and it was nighttime and cold and snowing! I didn't have a coat and couldn't be bothered to get one. I crossed the street with only my socks and the crunchy, sharp ice underneath me stung my feet. Booo. I started to change the weather and make all the snow melt when I accidentally did something else instead - I made the snow twinkle. The snow was falling down in big snowflakes (like those by a nether portal in minecraft) and they were making twinkling sounds as they fell to earth. It was super pretty so I just let it be. I walked along the sidewalk, enjoying the fact that I was in this dream. I sniffed a flower, it was beautiful. Everything was hyper-vivid. When I turned around it was daytime and all of the snow had melted around me.

I kept walking on the sidewalk, just enjoying everything. I decided it was time for some thunder, so I summoned some black, evil looking clouds. Well, I summoned a factory that produced these black storm clouds. They were rumbling a bit but it wasn't entirely too scary.

trapped

Ginger and I were in a piercing place since I was looking for different jewelry for my daith piercing. The piercing studio was a bit dark, so they had probably just closed shop or were about to. We ran into the shop owners, who offered us a beer while they hung out with their friends watching TV. We accepted and sat down with them. I had only drink about half when I started to feel really strange. There was no way in hell my tolerance had gotten this low that I could get drunk off of just that. In fact, I felt more trippy and sedated than I did drunk. I tried to reach out to Ginger to see if the same thing was happening to him, but I was melting into my seat and couldn't do anything about it.

I woke up on a staircase. I frantically tried to figure out what had happened to me. Clearly, something had been put in my drink. I started crying in panic, not sure where I was or what had happened. I figured out I was on the staircase to the basement in my parent's house. I ran down the staircase and saw the corpse of our pet dove. The body had rigor mortis'd and the neck was twisted. She barely had anymore feathers on her. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

I 'woke up' again. I was on my bed in my parent's house. I was attached to some kind of IV and my hand looked really messed up and bloody. My mom was sitting on the bed opposite of me. When I started to rustle, she looked over at me disapprovingly and said that she couldn't believe I had done heroin. I was really confused - I hadn't! She went off about how I was wrecking my life, while I started to re-realize that I had been roofie'd and had no idea what had happened to me the night before. I started to panic again..

I 'woke up' trapped on some guys bed. He looked to be in his 40s, had brown/black receding hair, and was round. He was naked. I almost puked in my mouth. I tried to get out but I was tied to the bed. What a pervert, to roofie someone and then tie them on his bed. I managed to escape and was a bit astounded to find out that I was only a street away from where I lived.

I started running back to my house but it felt like something was physically stopping me, like an invisible force field. I kept trying, so so hard, to get away from this freak. The further away I got from his house, the more I started hearing weird, whispering voices. I finally made it into my house and slammed the door shut behind me. I screamed for help to my housemates but no one could hear me. In fact...my presence hypnotized them into taking sharp knives and trying to kill themselves...or taking rope and trying to hang themselves. They didn't know what they were doing until someone snapped them out of it. I ran around the house trying to get help but no one could hear me, except one person. I told him what was going on and he recognized my situation. He was about to tell me what to do to get rid of this...curse/pervert man...when I heard the creaking of a rope behind him as someone hung themselves.

I was thrust into a black void full of murmurs and whispers. I heard threatening voices surrounding me.

I 'woke up' again. Next to Ginger. I was so relieved to be here with him. Until he turned around and made a face of Who the hell are you? And why are you in MY bed?!

He sat up and expressed the surprise on his facial expression...in French! What? I tried to talk to him but everything I said came out in Russian.

He didn't recognize me. I recognized that we were in France and he seemed like he had found work as a male model. It was like we were in a parallel universe where we never met. I was absolutely heart broken. He smiled his beautiful smile like this was some sort of joke and it broke my heart even further.

I 'woke up' in my parent's basements and saw another corpse of our bird...but it was different in the most worst way. I don't want to explain it.

I 'woke up' again, back inside that pervert's house. He wasn't around. I immediately took the opportunity to run and accidentally slammed the front door shut behind me. I didn't look back and kept running. I heard the door slam behind me. Shit. I ran as fast as I could and jumped over houses and flew into the sky...which I realized was a grid. Like as if I was a video game character who just reached the end of her world.

D: Zukin that is the worst dream ever... //hugs tight

I've been super busy so haven't found time to write up dreams but this one was too good not to...

You. Are. Wonderful.

My mom and I were trying to head down south but we didn't have a car. So we bought a blow-up horse.

The blow-up horse functioned like a motorcycle (but looked like a horse....duh) and was really fast. We had to stop by the gas station several times to get him reinflated with air. And that's when he started moving on his own and acting like a real horse. I grew really fond of the horse and took him home to stay at my house.

And then, he started talking too. I thought this was the most wonderful thing ever and began by teaching the horse English. He could only say single words at first, but the first full sentence he said was, "You. Are. Wonderful."

I was so happy that my horse liked me back lol. He told me his name was Dayson. The horse learned English really fast and told me that he was on his way to becoming a REAL horse. And he really wanted his own room at the house. But I couldn't find anyone who wanted a horse as a room mate.

a dream inspired by kestrelkat

Kestrel told me about a dream she had where people where playing a game where they we being selected based upon how much intuition they had. My brain apparently found this inspiring and had to fuck it up.

In my dream, I was in a parallel universe where everybody was happy and it was all very colorful and beautiful. It was a utopia and the people believed it was kept this way via natural selection of the most intuitive.

Basically, they had giant street parties where confetti and giant bubbles would rain down from the sky. Everybody was cheering and was so happy that you wouldn't expect anything to be wrong. So these giant colorful bubbles would float down from the sky, and kids being kids, they would run up to them and pop them. Unfortunately, some of these bubbles contained toxic gas....so the un-intuitive kids just suffocated there in the middle of the street. There was lots of crying by parents who lost their children...but everyone was still so happy about it.

I was told, since I was from a parallel universe, that I needed to join a sorority (of course). The sorority members were rushed/chosen by who was the most intuitive. Cupcakes were served at the party, but some of the cupcakes were poisoned. So if you picked up the wrong cupcake, you died end of story.

For your kidneys.

I had a long series of lucid flying dreams and false awakened in the middle of a lawn to this dream. I got up again to enjoy flying in the sunny warm breeze again. Some cool dubstep music started playing, so I just went with it and let my body morph into the music. I found myself between two walls and two doors. The walls were closing in on each other so I had to choose one or the other. I opened the first door and looked inside. The door lead to a new dream in the center of a Roman Colosseum. There were hundreds of dudes with spears and lions and shit. I opened up the other door and it lead to a school gym. I'm lame AF I know, and chose the gym since they had cool segways (segways > gladiators. get your priorities straight or get out). I'm going to skip a lot of scenes cause I'm lazy but basically I was in a building where each door lead to a different dream and it was cool.

My favorite room is the only one worth writing down, just cause I found it so hilarious in the dream.

I opened a door into an art class and a housemate of mine was there. Everyone was fingerpainting so I was like haha why not. I smeared some paints together but got bored since it was hard to remember what I was doing. I walked over to my housemate and he ecstatically turned around to show me his paintings.

All three were about 3 inches by 5 inches or less, blue, and had only a few words. In this order, they went about like this.

First painting:



Second painting:



Third painting:



I thought this was the best goddamn funny thing I had ever seen and laughed for at least a minute straight and made sure I burned it into my memory.

I dreamed last night that I was planting thousands of tulips in our yard and they were growing unbelievably fast. Someone commented that I must be a natural green thumb.

no one fucks with my best friend

The NSA now had the ability to read people's thoughts and would use a massive scanner to scan for unusual thinking/brain patterns. A bunch of aliens bought out the NSA and employed them to scan for those unusual thinkers and use them as victims in a new reality TV show made for aliens. The victim had absolutely no idea about this. The aliens would then start fucking up the victim's life, and since the person was an out-of-the-box thinker, they had unique reactions and the aliens would directly broadcast their thoughts as reality TV show entertainment for their home planet.

The people of Earth had no idea about this.

So, one day I was randomly hanging out with KestrelKat when I really needed to pee. I went in this really ratchet bathroom, but when I turned around walls had moved. I saw people in the dark corners of the damp, dimly lit bathroom...but no one was talking. I left the bathroom and saw a guy in a blue coat who was watching me intently. wtf?

Kestrel and I hung out some more and this guy in the blue jacket kept appearing and staring at us in the background occasionally. I finally got enough of being stalked and confronted him. He looked really surprised at first and like he was going to run, but then he leaned in and whispered, "they're listening."

He explained to me that he had been a victim of the alien thought-broadcasting reality TV show, but managed to escape before they washed their hands of him. He explained to Kestrel and I that I was the aliens' new target and they were going to start disassembling my life for their entertainment.

After he ran off and back into hiding, Kestrel and I kept hanging out. But then it was made apparent to us that the aliens were very upset that we were aware of their shenanigans. They tried to kill Kestrel by almost hitting her with cars like 5 times, and I was getting really pissed off and was about to kick some serious alien ass.

I think I woke up angrily whispering, "no one fucks with my best friend."

happy 6th birthday, dream journal!!!



if you were alive and human, you'd be able to talk and stuff and you'd probably be really, really creepy.

Your DJ would be the weirdest kindergartener ever.

Originally Posted by KestrelKat

Your DJ would be the weirdest kindergartener ever.

I'm on my phone right now so I can't *like* this. So accept me screaming LIKE from the other room.... (Yay for living right next to each other IRL!)

I slept a lot last night and slept in and don't remember clearly what I dreamed of. Though it must have been interesting cause I was eager to get back to sleep. I took a melatonin and a dramamine tonight, so hopefully I will sleep soundly tonight.

I've been having some unsettling dreams the past few nights but this one...was just sick.

the marathon

I was a part of a youth group. We were getting ready to run a costume marathon the next morning and were staying in a middle-aged couple's house. Their house was winding and huge. There were a lot of us crammed into this house, maybe about 30 of us. I got weird vibes from the couple running this place and felt as if they were following us around and watching us.

I eventually really had to pee and was looking for a bathroom that wasn't taken. I was being followed by a guy I know IRL, but was a part of our youth group. I eventually found a bathroom in the basement. The door to the bathroom was almost coming off of its hinges and it smelled really weird. But I really had to pee, so I decided to take my chances.

I opened the bathroom door and found myself standing in a long room. Hospital beds filled the room and on the end of each bed was a bedpan. All of the bedpans were full with feces and a feces-urine mix flooded the floor to about an inch of liquid. The hospital beds were drenched in blood.

The room was really narrow, so I tried to climb over one of the hospital beds, but when I put my hand down on it and pressed in, I found that the bed was so drenched with blood that blood was seeping out of it when I pressed down. I could feel the urine seeping into my shoes...

I got out of there and the guy that had been following me before let out an unsettling laugh. I definitely knew that something was wrong here.

I eventually figured out that the couple had taken in large groups of marathon runners before, and always kidnapped about five or seven of them and put them in that basement bathroom thing. I tried to tell my fellow marathon runners that something super bad was going to happen to us, but the older couple found out and made me seem as if I was talking crazy-talk.

I eventually managed to escape the house (which was actually a long ordeal), and got together the parents of the marathon runner's that had been kidnapped and killed before us. We started protesting outside the house and trying to get the people inside to escape. The housemate that had been following me before came out, and angrily and like I had never seen him before started swinging a crow bar at us and trying to kill us. We managed to get the rest of the youth group out of the house (I'm getting super lazy writing this).


nether space

I had a few lucid flying dreams before this, but I thought this one was cool enough to write down.

I was flying around, enjoying the pretty spring weather, and doing my thing. I noticed that there was a strange looking spaceship in the air so I flew towards it and it took off. I followed it and it turned out that a bunch of my housemates were flying in the air racing each other in spaceships. Cool! I summoned a spaceship-surfboard and raced with them. It was so fucking fun. I've never surfed before, but I think I did a pretty damn good job.

I found Kestrel and we took flight together. We agreed to go to outer space, which is something I don't do often because for some reason it's always extremely cold for me. We slower went higher and higher, and in this dream it was neat because we passed "layers" of the atmosphere and the sun was setting so it was all purpley and pretty. Before we left our atmosphere, we actually flew above the sun hahaha.

So this time , going into space was a little bit stranger. As soon as we left the Earth's atmosphere and entered outer space, it immediately felt very strange to breathe. It felt like I was breathing in...nothing. I panicked for a moment before realizing that I didn't even need to breathe.

We looked around outer space, and instead of looking like outer space, it looked as if we were in a giant river of lava. Giant pink hands were reaching out of the lava and grabbing at things and pulling them in. The river was lined with really wicked/evil/distorted looking nether portals. I thought it would be interesting to jump into one of them and see where it would take me. When I jumped in, in my vision appeared a buffering bar. I waited until it loaded up to 100%, expecting it to take me somewhere, but all that happened was a message appeared that said "Regeneration Complete!" I tried another one, and it made me FA into a dream in which I was talking to my housemates about the dream that I had just had.

captain 'murica

I was lucid and zipping through the air. I thought about something that I could maybe do instead of flying and thought about the task of the month. But I had no idea what it was and all I could think of was that it had something to do with superheroes. Maybe it was turn thyself into a superhero? No idea, but whatever. Worth a shot. I transformed myself into a superhero...letting my subconscious fill in the blanks about my costume. Semi-bad idea, though it could have been worse. I was in some kind of captain america costume and I had cape things on my wrist which looked awesome when I was flying but would have probably looked ridiculous otherwise. Yucky recall of the rest of the dream.

do-nut eat the donut

I was wandering around a grocery store that was a little past closing time. I realized that I was a bit hungry as I walked past an entire display dedicated to just donuts. I looked at one of the donuts...it looked oh so tasty. But I didn't have any cash and the store wasn't even open anymore. But no one would care if I just ate one donut, right?

I thought long and hard about that donut, but decided not to.

Later, I got a phone call from the headquarters of the grocery store chain informing me that they were aware that I had stolen a donut.

"I did not steal that donut! I was only thinking about it," I protested, but they claimed that even thinking about stealing that donut was grounds for a criminal charge. They threatened that they would tell everyone I know that I was a thief.

Later that day I had to pick up some groceries (in the same store) and was using my credit card to pay. As soon as I swiped, alarm bells went off throughout the entire grocery store and everyone was staring. Worse yet, was that my mother was standing right next to me and I would have to admit to her that I was a potential donut thief. Oh, the shame.

I really can't park

I got a car that was operated from the inside via a bicycle. Turns out, it was hella hard to park it. I pulled into our parking lot and hit a housemate's car. I backed up and then hit Kestrel's car. I pulled forward again and hit the plumber's van. Wonderful.

I suck at driving, too

I was randomly driving down the road when a friend waved hello from their car. Totally distracted, I ran into the person in front of me.

Orientation

It was orientation week for the pharmacy school that I had been accepted to. Kestrel and Ginger were both there, along with a random person I barely knew in highschool. I was really intimidated by this new city and the orientation days were long and fast paced. We were riding in a bus and I was looking out the window when I saw a green house. Above the porch hung a sign that said co-op in cursive. I got super excited, because maybe I could live there. I immediately took note of the street name, which was Harrison, so I could visit it later.

When I had time to come back, I noticed there were people sitting on the porch. I introduced myself as a fellow co-opper from a different state, but they seemed relatively unimpressed. They were all very....hippy. Our tour guide showed us the kitchen/dining room where some people were sitting on chairs and others on floors. It was pretty crowded. The thing that I noticed immediately though was that the floor of the kitchen was tilted at an awful angle. It was so tilted that it was making me dizzy.

"What's with the floor?" I asked.

"It's sinking into the ground."

"Are you planning on getting that fixed?"

"No, we like it. It's pretty co-op-ish," they explained. I mentally facepalmed. They explained to me that there were other co-ops in this university town, but they were the most co-op-ish of all the co-ops.

I asked the girl that had been giving me a tour of the house if she could show us the good parts of the town. She lead us outside, where I noticed that the house extended into a really ratchet garage thing where people were partying. She got distracted and went partying.

I felt a bit dumped by her, and walked with Kestrel back to the main part of campus. Out of nowhere, the tour-girl caught up with us and apologized for leaving as she had just wanted to greet someone she knew. I noticed then that we were on a sandbar island thing, and this house had a really great view of the beach. In fact, everything here did.

short lucid

I was having a dream about trying to get home from multiple buses. I was finally almost home, after a long and frustrating dream, when I noticed that I was jumping awfully high compared to normal. I did a reality check - dreaming! I zoomed into the air but it didn't last long and the dream disintegrated pretty quickly.

just a normal night out

Kestrel and I were drinking at my parents place. For some reason, she wanted to drive her van around the block. It was still daytime and she hadn't had that much to drink, so I went along with it. We hopped in the van and started driving slowly around the block. Kestrel began getting progressively and exponentially drunker. After she ran into someone's fence, I tried to force her to get out of the driver's seat but she refused and kept driving. By the time we had made the block, she had run into two more fences and crashed into someone's house.

I was pissed at her, but she didn't remember doing anything wrong and started crying. She then randomly acquired a fishing pole and started hitting me with it. Jesus, woman.

She ran away somewhere while I tried to fix the damage to the fences but with no success.

The dream turned into a movie where I was watching Kestrel. She was having brief moments of clarity followed by even drunker states where she started screaming and trying to rip out her eyeballs. It looked like she was being possessed by something.

I ran to the bathroom where she was, and picked her up and dragged her out bag to her van where she declared that she was now a werewolf and I was her vampire queen. Okay, sweetie.

useless gumball machine

I was staying at a hotel and in it was a gumball machine that someone had filled up with hotwheels cars, trash, and half eaten candy.

useless shit

My parents told me that they were going to put all of their junk/trash into my new apartment. I was super upset by this.

brother with a knife

I was being introduced to someone's brother. He was described as being a little bit 'emo' and wore a weird cloth mask on his face. The brother then lunged towards me with a knife but missed. Later we settled our differences by playing on a playstation 1 and he painted his very empty room with strange colors.