SpykeTheGamer
Writer/Artist/Potato

I was in some house with a bunch of DC's I've never seen before. A few of them looked like old friends from school, but I was unfamiliar with most of them. A different one was asking us random questions, and we were supposed to put our hands up to answer, like in school. The entire place was decorated in a hardwood style. It had a very homely vibe. It took place in a weird, circular kitchen. It's like there was a big pillar in the middle that had all the things a kitchen should have. Counter tops, a stove, and a refrigerator. We were all sitting around it.

I was in front of the fridge, and there were a few people off to my left. The fridge door was open though, and for some reason, it was GIANT. It stretched all the way over to me, and it kept swaying back and forth. We couldn't close it for some reason. I pushed it away, and it swayed a bit too far to the right, hit someone, and they shoved it back, yelling at someone next to me, because they couldn't see it was me that pushed it.

I circled around the pillar eventually, saw a few people and went outside. It looked like my old elementary school's yard. A ton of DC's were here. The one that was inside asking all the questions was out here now, sitting in a big chair.

Next, I was put aside, and started basically watching some kind of mad max style movie. It was almost a desert. A man was having a hard time climbing up a rubble filled highway hill. There was a husk of a car nearby, with a stash of something valuable. He climbed onto it and took a box of something. Eventually the person who owned the car's stash came by, and was about to get angry, but then the man offered to buy the valuables for 49 currency. I don't remember what he said they were, but they certainly weren't dollars.

Yet another apocalyptic style dream... I've been having a lot of these lately.

First the dream about the airships lighting the sky on fire, New York becoming a charred, jagged ocean of black rock, then the dream about the meteor strike... And those are just the big ones.

Not gonna be surprised if something cataclysmic happens in real life soon.

After another year, I can finally focus on dreaming again. I'm having trouble getting the motivation to write as soon as I wake up, but hopefully I'll get used to it again, like before.

If a dream isn't like a story, or there are multiple different things that happen separately, I'll use bullet points now instead.

So...

-Was with my parents, and there were a bunch of other cats around, all the ones from the farm house we had to leave back in 2011. I distinctly remember calling out to one nearby, who was rolling around. His name was Boots. This is not the deceased cat, however. The only cat we now know is gone, is a tiny female cat named Ryza. I think I was partially lucid here? Eventually, I started crying, and I picked her up in my arms when she got close and I said "I just miss her so much" through tears. Woke up with my eyes watering. ...Maybe she's somehow letting me know she's okay.

-With my brother Aaron, and not sure if my parents were there. There was a small hill nearby that we were on top of already. At the top was a parking lot. A truck suddenly drove up the hill, and into the parking lot, while flipping multiple times, yet sustaining no damage. I remember saying "That truck's a tank!"

-In a different, yet familiar house, looking around. I remember it definitely being haunted in the dream. Haunted by the spirit of an elderly woman. Eventually, I remember looking around and saying "Thank you for letting me be here." Not long after, a horrible sensation coursed through my body, and I felt like I was getting electrocuted. The dream ended shortly after. ...What a bitch.

That's it for now. Gonna try to write in here more.

Most of the beginning escapes my memory, but the earliest I remember is being on a small boat with some old man, as he paddled it through the ocean. I was telling him a story about a particular whale that had destroyed something of mine, or had a significant impact on my life somehow. He began to tell me a story about how a giant red whale destroyed his ship and killed his entire crew.

Well, that's unsettling.

The air was very foggy, and it was raining slightly. It was cloudy and almost dark. Maybe a storm was approaching?

We were on the little boat for quite some time in the dream with not much happening.

When we finally made it to land, the sun began shining and he dropped me off onto white painted docks. The paint was worn and peeling. He then got back into the small boat and paddled away. There were multiple different elevations of the docks close to each other, with stairs and such. There were many tables with people eating at them, and the tables had umbrellas. I've only ever seen so many dream characters once or twice. There were a lot of people. They were dressed fancy, and there was even fancy music playing while the people ate. The main restaurant counter was on the docks too and almost formed a wall, preventing people from going onto the actual land behind it. I remember sitting at the counter, but not having enough money to get anything, despite the prices being very low. (85 Cents, 65 Cents, etc.) Looking back on it now, maybe the old man dropped me off temporarily, and I was waiting for him to return? I really have no idea. No idea why I would've stayed there either.

The rest is a blur... There was something about me getting a bottle of water, and...

That's all I remember.

Pretty weird.

It's been a while... Since I have some time, I've decided to come back for a bit and try lucid dreaming again.
I mean, it's been like a year and a half or something, I think... Dang. How has everyone been...?

Oh well, I'm back. Here goes.

Recently just woke up from this dream... I was in an unusually big house. The only other person I recognized was my dad, but I remember there being a bunch of other people there with us. My mom may have been there too, but I'm not sure. There was a very dark kitchen, where there was something to do with me needing to make food...? Weird. The living room had some sort of big box, full of big RC cars... Huh? Rocket League? I specifically remember pulling the Road Hog out of the box... My dad wanted me to pick a vehicle so he could upgrade it or something. I went through the entire box, tossing out the different cars, until I eventually found one that I wanted to keep I guess. I ended up also finding a lot of small objects on the floor. Like... Things that I own. There were DS games, and other small/old toys and stuff. In particular, there were some DS games that were only the plastic case from the cartridge. As in, no actual game. I remember seeing Spectrobes 2 specifically. Huh.

That's all that I really remember.

In my time away from here, my dream recall has become a bit stale.

Time to get back into it...

I think I discovered something pretty freaky. It's happened twice now, so there must be some significance.

I believe I actually had a past life, and I've been seeing memories of this past life in my dreams. At first there were black and white grainy visions of people from the times of what looked like World War 2 that I've mentioned in a past entry. I know I've never seen those people before. The message I got from the visions is that I was in WW2, but I never put it together until now. Those visions happened a few months ago, so I never really thought anything of them. But... Maybe like 40 minutes ago, I awoke from another pretty freaky dream. It was 1998 in the dream, and I was back to being 2 years old. My vision was a little grainy too... My parents couldn't understand me when I tried to say anything and I spent almost the entire dream trying to convince them that my consciousness was transferred from 2016 back to 1998 somehow.

However, there was this other part, where I stepped into the bathroom and I was instantly in the early to mid 60's. My parents hadn't even been born yet. My vision was far more grainy and there was a TV in the room, with some sort of late night talk show. There was a man and woman being interviewed, although the woman seemed to be the focus of the show. She was showing some sort of dress to the audience... She must have been a clothing designer. I don't remember what the dress looked like, but... Let's just say it totally wouldn't be in style right now. The show was focused on the dress for a little bit and then the program fizzled out.

I sort of remember what the woman looked like...

Time to do a bit of research.