1:00am-9:40am My dream was about me being lonely again, and I chatted with a guy and cuddled and stuff when my parents weren't home. We exchanged letters, under the codename Midnight Sun. He had a wife, she found out and one morning I saw some nasty stuff written on our mailbox about me being a slut. Everyone around me disliked me, my brother refused to let me go outside and I felt like shit until I woke up.
If it wasn't a distopia, it was a pretty run down looking setting. Broken into two parts, but it's not so clear now. Was in some kind of school setting maybe. A old friend of mine was there, some type of emergency we were trying to get away from. Eventually it came out that he'd traveled from the future or something. I went into a building where a guy had me put something on my arm and said "This will break your arm, but it's okay," or something like that. I looked at my arm and part of it looked missing, then it hurt pretty bad. There was some talking about how maybe we weren't that good of friends. It was actually pretty long, but that's all I remember now.
Morning of August 7, 2017. Monday. Dream #: 18,494-02. Reading time: 2 min 40 sec. I am sitting on the floor near the southeast corner of the living room in the Cubitis house. The layout is different. My attention is on the front door and a fictitious area north of the kitchenette. I am aware of my father on the carport (though I do not see him). (My dream self does not remember he died in 1979.) He does not enter the house. He slides several objects under the door (which would have been impossible in reality). I see them as well as hear their movement. There are at least three open-end wrenches, presumably different sizes from a set. There are other items, like a couple of flat pieces of metal. I think he wants me to put them in the hallway closet, as he no longer has space for them in the shed. I have two irregular stones that seem more like crystals at times. Although mostly opaque, they sometimes seem transparent, becoming glassy when I tap them together. Some facets are reflective and shiny. They have a bluish tint for the most part, though I notice that one looks gold at a later point. I think I can make a fire. I strike one stone against the other, sometimes doing this when one is on the floor, other times while holding them. They sparkle, and some areas catch fire. Light gray tendrils of smoke and small flames are the results at least four times. I get a folded piece of notebook paper and hold it near one stone as I hit it with the other, and they burn for a time. The paper catches fire. An orange tabby cat no longer than my hand rests on my right near a burnt area of the floor. It moves a short distance from the smoke and flames. The small fire is close to it but does not hurt it. Its tail traverses an area of the floor that had burnt moments before. It does not show signs of fear or injury. Dreams are mainly a result of co-occurrence with the status of being in the dream state, resulting from subliminal environmental monitoring, enigmatic space, and autosymbolic waking processes. My dream self sometimes instinctually starts a fire to activate consciousness, a goal stemming from the status of being in the dream state (and being instinctually aware of being asleep), NOT a factor from waking life. My extent of dream control has no association with being “lucid.” My brief dream self identity is not a model of waking life identity. In this case, there is no recall my father had died. There is in other dreams, a factor unrelated to the implied time or any recent thoughts I may have held in waking life. It is because, in subliminal space, my dream self does not have practical access to either my unconscious mind (or its legitimate memories) or my real identity. This dream also includes wall mediation (another regular event of being in the dream state, NOT a cause from waking life status). A wall (and related features like doors, windows, and fences) is a concurrent virtual division of various levels of liminal space and enigmatic space, though is more likely with an environmental factor like less intrusive noise. The tools from under the door are another association with achieving consciousness, of which the preconscious (reticular activating system) is the foremost dynamic. The stones become transparent when closer to initiating consciousness (starting the fire) to remind me my dream is an illusion but still controllable by instinct. Cats sometimes appear with wall mediation (with many specific examples of this in my dream journal), as a virtual anchor in liminal space; and in childhood, a summoned virtual witness to the dream state when lucid. In this instance, the cat is a tiny version of Tiger (a cat from my childhood when I lived on 611 North Monroe Street in 1967). One of the photographs from this time features me sitting in front of the front door, holding him.
Updated 09-08-2019 at 09:16 AM by 1390
2017, 08-05 Game of Dreams John: I am in a large room full of tables and a lot of people. There is a procession of what look like VIPs going down the center aisle towards a raised table at the front of the room. First a stressed looking man with a distracted looking woman, then another woman with a really fat man, followed by a little kid on his own then two more pairs of kids, two boys and two girls. Next comes a nice looking man standing alongside a short guy that looks more like a dwarf than a human. But I don’t see any other races around so I assume he is a short human. And then a feast begins. I am eating various meats and breads and drinking a sweet wine when something brushes my leg. There is a wolf pup down there so I give the pup some of the meats. A man comes over and we start chatting about various details we have noticed. The name Uncle Ben comes to mind. He says they can use observational skills like mine in the Knight’s Watch. This idea immediately appeals to me, but in spite of the fact Ben is the one who brought it up, he keeps saying I can’t do it because I am just a boy. If I am too young then why did he suggest it in the first place? I get mad and then realize I’m making a scene and that gets me even more upset so I run outside. I see the short man from the procession earlier and he says he drank too much wine and it’s considered rude to vomit on your brother. I don’t want to talk to anyone right now so I keep going and then everything fades. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Catelyn: I am in a bedroom of what looks like it might be a medieval period. I am a woman, and I spot that immediately because I am naked. I am lying in bed naked while a man in the room is standing by an open window and apparently enjoying a cool breeze that is blowing in. He says he doesn’t want to leave Winterfell. I tell him if he doesn’t want to go just say so. A man knocks on the door with an urgent message, or so he says. The message is for me. I open it and at first it looks like gibberish, but when I look at it in a slightly different way I can see what it means. Ned’s (my husband) friend is dead, but he was murdered by the Lannisters. I tell Ned that is another reason not to go. He says this letter changes everything, now he has to go south with Robert to find out the truth of what happened to his friend. He says Robert may even be in danger. There is a bit more talk about where the kids will stay, he is expecting I will stay behind to run Winterfell while he’s away. I’m not feeling good about the conclusions we reach, but then everything fades to black. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Arya: I am in a classroom working on arts and crafts. I look at my work I am not pleased. For some reason I have been sewing a very crooked line of stitches. I hear a group of girls not far from me whispering… about me? They say they were talking about a Prince who is so handsome and gallant. There is another group of girls with the teacher. I am sitting by myself as happened throughout my actual school years. The teacher comes over and looks at my stitching. She says it will never do. She says I have the hands of a blacksmith. The other girls are all staring, some are laughing… even my sister looks amused. I am embarrassed. I want to leave. I get up and head for the door. The teacher asks where I think I’m going. I’m mad about the blacksmith comment and I tell her I have to shoe a horse. I leave the room and slam the door behind me. I go down some stairs and find my wolf pup at the bottom of the stairs tied up. I untie her and decide to look around. I walk for a while and find a covered bridge with a boy gazing through a window into the combat training yard. I look there and see some kids practicing with wooden swords. One boy is saying he wants to use live steel, and another boy is saying to bring it on, but the instructor won’t allow it. I am still watching when everything fades.
August 6, 1:00am-5:00amI entered a room filled with doors in a circle, a lady was kind enough to clue me in to this careful arrangement into new lands. She said my Love had been trapped inside one of these planes of Oblivion, I was to take my time and choose which one based on how well I knew her. After this I would have a set amount of time to find her or get to the end, if at the end I didn't get her then I chose the wrong door and she was trapped forever. I was allowed to keep all loot I got from the area upon completion. However if I died, I was allowed to keep nothing and would be transported back home while my Love would be trapped forever in the Oblivion Plane. Seemed hard enough, the lady left and I was in a quiet dark room with the only dim light from the doors. I went around to each one and read what showed up, I tried to guess which one she might have gone into but it was hard and I narrowed it down to four choices out of maybe eight or twelve doors. Then I realised I had my phone and quickly used it to my advantage, scrolling through our chats to find one expressing her enthusiasm and joy for a gorgeous flower setting. I used this and chose the door that best said that, there was a door with the word flower in the three word description so I chose it. As soon as I had loaded in I turned back around and was joyed to find I could see the door and go back through it. I saved on my phone just in case and then took the time to look about. It was late day and although bright, the jungle area hid some of the sun. It was pretty much my old home infested with a jungle. I looked for clues on where to start walking and I saw a black thing out of the corner of my right eye. It was a person and a heavy one at that, with medium length black hair and a big black T-shirt. I shouted out to him and said hello, but he just stared and turned to go. I made a move to head towards him but he ran, I figured I could catch up but I really couldn't. He was running faster than any fit person I'd ever seen. In fact, I was beginning to doubt his existence at all when I turned a corner and he had disappeared. This irked me but I made no sign of showing it and instead walked further until I saw another man. This man was more friendly and I gladly told him of my situation. He seemed to know that people did this little run every once in a while, he even mentioned he decided to stay. But the only advice he could give was to climb the mountain behind him and look out to see if I find her. I wasn't keen on the idea but agreed just so I'd have a starting point. He gave a great big smile of approval which made me feel like I knew what I was doing and then he called over a woman I had not seen behind me. She was all like, "another one wanting to climb the mountain!" This made me reconsider my decision and instead I walked with them back to the house behind us, it seemed a safer bet. We stopped on the way to look to my right where a little girl was curled, like a cat, up in a big carved out part of a stone wall. She said other before me had taken their chances at this quest or task or adventure and they either failed mainly, or decided to stay. She said she decided to stay, like my other two friends behind me. Happy to make another acquaintance not wanting to run from me, I smiled and she smiled back. She smiled with a wide purple grin and in shock to me from what I did see, he face was now a cat. A Cheshire cat or rather thee Cheshire cat, the purple one you know from Alice in Wonderland. I thought it creepy but her face faded back to that of a girl quickly and I dismissed it. Instead of asking more questions we all headed into the house we had been headed toward, except now we had one more follower and a weird one at that. In my old home now at night, it was dark so we had the lights on and everyone was in the living room. To which I mean my three friends and myself, we actually had the curtains up so you could see the darkness outside which was weird. I was remembering the person I saw before and saw fit to bring it up now, "Are there any other people here?" I asked in genuine interest and with a slightly puzzled look. The woman who had offered to help me climb up the mountain nodded and quickly responded that there must be atleast fifteen or so. People who had gotten trapped or just chose to stay here, like they chose to stay. She seemed to wonder why I asked, so I was forced to explain when I first came I saw a person but they ran so fast I couldn't catch up and they disappeared. I think I actually attempted to say it was someone spying, but they denied it very hastily. About that time I got a noise from my phone and it lit up some light blue colour on the screen. I checked it instantly, well I tried to but the phone screen kept shutting off. I would later have this problem with saving as well. Anyway, it was from my love and she was telling me she'd find someone else. A guy, with blue eyes, scamp skin and long hair. I think it was meant to make me jealous but it just made me suspicious. Not because of the choice, her choice isn't the matter because she goes for both genders and I'm fairly certain she'd choose personality over looks. It wasn't that, but it was the fact that she chose someone new at all and especially in her situation. I brought this up to my friends and they seemed to believe the message and felt sorry for me, I was fast at assuring them that it must have been fake. But I was beginning to doubt even my "friends" because they seemed to go along with things too easily, I didn't understand how they couldn't see it but I didn't get the chance to. Around the time I was going to explain further, we heard something outside and went to investigate. Outside it was a bit chilly, or perhaps it was just me because I shivered a bit. The darkness made it hard to pick out anything, but above us we heard sounds of planes. Looking up into the sky, which seemed devoid of all stars, we saw two big planes swooping closer and closer and then in a circle and back up again as though to scare us. This time it was easier to convince my friends that it was clearly sent to our location to frighten us, I realise when I looked about it had gotten lighter and you could see more of the green jungle. In fact you could even see fire shooting up from the ground, I looked back up and the planes flew off. So I guessed someone was firing at us, this made us run and at a good pace too. We darted through the jungle followed by a few people and fire balls landing as near to our feet as they could get. We did manage to get away but as I darted into a an area with a little pond, I saw the Orc chasing me die to my right. I looted her body without a second thought, taking two books on dreams and leaving the rest which would be too much for me to carry. Two of my friends were fighting the rest off and failing, I dragged one with me out to a clearing and then realised my mistake when I saw a big Troll clambering toward us. I also didn't think twice when I looted me friend for food and ran, the Troll was busy enough with my friend to not notice my running away and behind a car that was just left nearby. Here I crouched and took some time to save using my phone. By that time the Troll was done with his meal and coming my way, he didn't seem to have knowledge of my being there so I waited. Once he came around though, I panicked a bit and did what I assumed might help. Yelling out a name I can't remember, pointing to the lake, seeing him follow my pointing like lightning and then being confused. Thankfully it was enough time for me to run, but I saw another person near the trees where my friend died and this guy was also a bit heavy but wearing white. I wonder where they got all the food from? This guy though, had attracted the attention of some short alligator species that looked harmless but hungry. The poor guy ran to me for help but I just jumped on a tree and start working my way up. The Troll chased away the Gators and fed on his new meal, while I hopped from tree to tree to get away. I found myself now in a store, I'm sure I fought my way into it. Everything has been a fighting and struggling, I'd be happy to have my reward now. I actually don't remember that girl dying so perhaps she escaped? Funny enough my guess will by answered quite soon. For inside this place was a back door and beyond that was a flower area, I do believe it was a flower shop. On the table I saw a box of seeds and I walked past it until it talked. I forget the words but it said what I had hoped to hear from my other friends, so perhaps something along the lines of nothing here is a coincidence and everything deserves to die. I asked if I could hug her, it sounded like a female, she agreed and I did so with much happiness for I felt here I had found a true friend. Such a true friend she was that she showed me a place near the table that I saw my cat, the one I pushed under the car when wounded to save before. He was dead and sprawled flat out on his stomach. I went to touch him and behind us appeared some sort of ninja warriors in black. Before I could register the attack, the box of seeds had disappeared and before my eyes was a young girl with a fierce look and wielding a katanna. She did somewhat look like the Cheshire cat girl from before, but this never entered my mind until after the dream. Anyway she took care of both of the attackers and I helped a bit of course, but my main blow was a slash from my knife that I have no idea where I got it from. I slashed a lady that looked like the eyepatch lady from Kill Bill, she even mentioned her eye but I didn't notice and cut her cheek as she ran away. I would have gone after her, but I was exhausted and instead took the time to praise my new partner for her killing skills. Once again without knowledge of how I got there, I found myself at a church atleast I think it was a church because it had priests. My new friend and I didn't hesitate to kill them of course. Because why would we question a few murders for no reason? Anyway I went upstairs, I was still using my knife and killed the last guy there. Then to my left I saw a tall woman perched, if I remember correctly she looked like a harpy but more human like. She said she almost mistook me for a vampire, Dracula, by the way I had been mercilessly killing things. I did look down to think that over but it seemed like she was going to fight me. So I guess I'd gotten sick of the game at this point, trying to find someone in a massive jungle based around your old neighborhood can be fun when pointed in the right direction. But I was now becoming like everyone else here, straying from the task so much so that it is forgotten and I just want to stay. So I pulled up an Oblivion command menu and killed her, then I used movetoqt to teleport myself to my Love. Who was in a cleared out part of the jungle, on a stand like she was a trophy. The lady who gave me this task was near and she pointed to a chest after congratulating me. I guess it doesn't matter if I cheat. I was able to choose a reward and I chose one that I thought suited us, myself and my Love, gloves named "Fingers of The Deep...or was it Deep Fingers?" Well I thought it was funny and It was one of the two anyway. After that the dream ended.
Not much is remembered about last night's dreams. I will list two: 1. Me and my sister were at Disneyland, just outside of it (it was smaller, just guarded by a gate and a few guards) and wanted to go in. We were acting like children. Our dad said no because we were in a hurry somewhere. However, he agreed to us going around Disneyland, as for some reason it was small enough simply to just walk around, all guarded by a chain-link fence. I was delighted to see the It's A Small World Attraction functioning [when I was younger in waking life, we went to Disneyland and I was disappointed the ride was not active, so I suppose this part of the dream is referencing that.] 2. I don't remember much except me, for some reason, acting intensely childish and profane, embarrassing my sister as I just swear off random strangers passing by with hurtful insults (keep in mind I do not act this way at all in real life.)
10/26/14 | Square House Lot, Trees I moved into a house with a rather uncommon lot; it consisted of one line of trees for each side of a rectangle, arranged like the following figure. Surrounding the trees were miles of plains. If one could stand near the house and look around, they would see that all of the sky to the west was blocked by trees, most overhanging at the top so that 50% of the total view of the sky was obstructed. 10/27/14 | Hot/Cold Planet, Sun Filter, The Doctor, Shuttle, Bomb, Goldeneye I was on a planet that used to be super hot until the sun was filtered by something. Then, the temperature rapidly dropped. Luckily, I isolated myself within four rooms of ice before the temperature reached levels of -100°F. Once that stopped, the temperature was disregarded, as I punched all the ice doors down and got out. [New Scene] Rory was suddenly already stuck on the planet for 3 years and was always leaving behind tons of paper with notes on othem. [from here, the Scene repeatedly flips between the planet and a highly populated building on Earth.] Inside this large building, I did some random stuff like talk to random people, and eventually my older sister. Back on the planet, the 11th doctor showed a planetary map with two parallel canyons that used to be the hottest place, now the coldest. With that, somehow the sun filter was shut down, and the planet became hot again. Somewhere else on the planet, local aliens were enjoying recreation in the hot weather, although they weren’t allowed to touch the ground, because of its abnormally high temperature compared to the surrounding air. Three juvenile blue aliens were using a plastic recreational tool. After one used it, he ran away on the hot ground. The others didn’t seem to pay any attention to him or the deer-like creatures walking into the scene. These looked rather like deer, except their fur seemed like that of a wolf’s, and their heads were closer to those of a velociraptor. On its head was this colored tool that seemed to be affected by temperature. Suddenly, this creature tripped and knocked its head into the superheated ground, making its head red and steamy. As a result, the tool on the creature’s head turned light blue, and began shooting out cold air, which apparently cooled its head down. Anyway, the scene changed into a tropical, high-density vegetation area. There was a path with some paper left by Rory. Later, we suddenly had a ship (a small ship more like a small shuttle) and some kind of bomb. [End Scene flips] The bomb said something like, “19 Seconds,” so The Doctor, my younger sister, Amy and I sprinted to the shuttle and flew out just in time. Too bad these two tiny, orange dudes fell out. [New Scene] My older brother and I were playing Goldeneye N64. The controls were surprisingly consistent for a dream. C-up was jump, C-down =crouch, B=sprint, Z=shoot. I didn’t have a gun, while he carried an RC-P90. All I could do was run up to him and use slap. Strangely, he ran away and through a new map we were playing on. For a moment, I looked at the radar(which had a 007 Legends look) before waking up.
earlier + concert, see/hear my instruments, they're not right parade outside, foreigners, guy singing in English accent with a big hook nose + talking to girls on boat before the (bad guy?) come and takes them away + flying inside a large building at high levels, thinking how to get out, I could fly through the walls like Harry Potter ghosts, it would suck to be stuck as a ghost forever, immaterial like that + swimming contest in the pool: 1) girl gives into pool at start of race and gets caught on the ropes in between the lanes. Her head is under the water. We're getting concerned as she does not move. I pick her head up and she is alive because she has some sort of small breathing apparatus on over her nose/mouth. 2) I'm racing in a very small motor boat back and forth in the lanes I think I'll win, my partner isn't in the boat? + I don't see well and I find out it's because I have cataracts + 2 spies are harassing me in the locker room. One of the guys takes my underwear as I'm getting dressed and I grab it back, annoyed. I move my pile of clothes to another bench to get away from him. His partner stuffs a huge pile of things into the pockets of my jeans, I know there could be recording devices in there so I pull all of them out and throw them away. I turn away for a second and when I get back they've taken my jeans entirely. I run after them and hold on to the guy with force hold (TK) and with another TK tendril I pull my jeans out, and I will the TK bubble holding the guy to get hot to burn him. later + room in building, multi-level sink, small sink, go outside in only towel it's a public area man sees me try to go back in cant find way, see S2 outside trying to sneak inside neighbor's apartment. People working at table in public area, family, I go by and push/reach over table to get back my papers +(f) bicycle with no wheels/portions of wheels outside building trying to get back inside a man is behind me walking up the steps + (semi lucid?) dive into the pavement to get into the dream + waiting in line at an outdoor cookie stand, when it's my turn the woman tells me about the wonderful properties of her cookies, I think they're oatmeal raisin cookies but I get a close look and they're cookies with brown M&Ms. The guy next to me in line grabs the cookie and gives it to me and says I do not need to pay for it, then he grabs me a full chocolate cookie (black/brown) and gives it to me and says it's free. I'm quite happy. Then he grabs some more smaller cookies and says I can take these, too. But now I'm feeling bad for the cookie woman and say I don't want to put her out of business.
I think I can officially call myself a fanboy. Fell asleep at: 2:00 AM Woke up at: 8:00 AM AND NOW, MY FANBOYISM Alright so last night I had a dream that I was just on Youtube and I came across a video that went over the subject of "What if Sonic Boom was a 2D animated show?". I watched it and MAN did it look good. The animation was smooth, the characters looked top notch, and body movements were a sight to behold. But due to the negative association that goes towards the Boom cartoon, there were (Of course) some hate comments. +1 for realism I guess. NOTES 1. This isn't the first time I've had a dream where I was using the internet (And especially Youtube). 2. The video in question was not even close to finished. The animation was there but it looked like they still needed to clean it up a bit and add some color to it.
Morning of August 6, 2017. Sunday. I am wandering about in Arcadia, looking for someone or something. I am in a state of instinctual dream control, without lucidity. I am certain that I am looking at a rendering of a real location in Arcadia, as if I was assuming to be looking at a full scale model. It is the south area of Tinsley’s IGA as it was in the early 1970s. Even though I am certain that what I am looking at is “perfect”, there is a line of post office boxes extending out through the parking lot from the building. This post office wall is missing the post office box doors so as one can look directly through the structure. It does not seem wrong to me at all despite the odd distortion. My mind wanders to thoughts of former schoolmates and neighbors, but there is not much cohesiveness. Looking through a restaurant window, I notice a female of about thirty sitting at a round table. I am certain this is my former neighbor. Also present is an unfamiliar male and young boy who I think might be her husband and son. She notices me and comes out to the front of the restaurant. When I talk to her, she says she does not know me. She says, “My name is Angel”. I start to consider that she had changed her name so as never to be associated with me later on in life, which does not really bother me (even though I do not yet have any viable current conscious self memory). An unknown young male is soon present and says, “Your obsessions with each other in youth no longer have any purpose.” Somewhat annoyed by this imposing stranger, I vertically twirl my middle finger. Over time, a white tornado descends into the parking lot, coming down directly upon me, but posing no threat. (I watch it form from the beginning, as clouds begin to slowly spiral in the sky above.) Other people are tossed out of its path and yet I find it amusing that others might think it could pose a threat and I consider they are jumping out of the way on purpose without realizing what it really is. I then allow the tip of the tornado to enter my mouth. “Don’t eat that,” advises someone a few minutes later. The tornado remains white and fluffy. I continue to remain in the area, not remotely impressed by the essence of the tornado, realizing that I create the patterns of weather. (Again, no lucidity is present - only subliminal threads of knowing I am the creator of it, yet not realizing or remembering what a dream is.) I eat a lot of the tornado as its form continues downward, and it has a mix of bread and mild chocolate flavor. Again, someone else says that I should not be eating the tornado. I notice that some of what I had been eating is more like a cottony rope and I spit some of it out. I decide that I may not eat any more even though I was going to just to annoy any strangers who thought I should not. Alec Baldwin, the actor, probably about forty, comes along and looks down cheerfully at the remains of the tornado. “I’ll eat that,” he happily says. I embrace my wife Zsuzsanna and we walk off together, though I still do not catch on that I am in the dream state even after eating most of a tornado.
Updated 09-08-2019 at 09:40 AM by 1390
For context, this was a DILD from an FA and was the dream that finally broke my 1 month dry streak! I wake up and do everything as normal. However, when I am dressing I decide to do a RC. IT checks out so, as usual I start do see everything blurry. I try to stabilize but it doesn't work too well... A then decide do head down the stairs. When I reach the bottom everything turns dark for a few seconds and then I see clearly for the first time in the dream!! I head to the kitchen to try to eat something, but I decide to do the "Google Search" task instead. I grab my phone, which was, somehow, in my pocket, and turn it on. It shows no signs of abnormal behaviour. I open Chrome and search "dream lucid". The first three results are videos and the first is titled "OMFG - Lucid Dream". Then there are a few links to webpages with LD induction methods and one link to Wikipedia that says something about oxygen, nitrogen and 23 years... After that I wander a bit and lose lucidity
2:20am-9:21am 1. Behind our old home, is a huge water way or ocean. I am getting ready to swim it to the sandy isles I see far out there, nobody wants me here. But mom makes me want to stay, I do stay and then wake up. 2. I work with mom doing tasks, don't remember what tasks but it had ladders. Inside people pick on me and say I'm stupid, to leave. So I pack my things again and decide this time I'll go. But I wake up. 3. So I help mom and then finish putting the ladder up, then I run and swim and run. I see these shark people that live on these sandy areas and suddenly I want to go home. 4. Was getting darker as I walked with a lady to her home. Inside her sister wondered why she had a child that she'd taken from another home and was going to take care of for a few hours. She said she needed a rest, but I was there to set up her appointment. But I said it as Opinion-ment, her sister next to me seemed to like it that way. The house was small and old, had a wooden table in the centre with few chairs and a little fireplace behind use to the right. It was like we were in another time period and I actually thought of Dracula for a minute, but dismissed it once I heard her say set it for 3:00. I assumed she meant PM and asked which day, she said one of the weekend days, I can't remember if was Saturday or Sunday. I think it was Sunday though, anyway I said I'd write it in now and walk there because I walk everywhere. I did walk there, it was only a short ways away because our community is very close together. Inside I asked a tall but thin young black guy if we were still accepting appointments. He said we were and told me to write it in under the new system. I nodded my understanding and was about to walk over there when thunder shook the place, it was crazy and came on so fast. The rain poured down and the people panicked once they felt it on them, it was raining through the roof! Everyone in the waiting room was exclaiming this and point their hands up like they were sims and their room caught on fire. We ushered them to the front down and heard a siren type bell noise, also the walls and area here was very plain and further makes me believe it was another time because the women wore bustle dresses. I went ahead and grabbed another set of pants on the floor and put them on, knowing later I'd need the extra clothing if we had a chance to stop and rest. Then just as I was walking to the front door I saw that black guy, also another note is everyone else was white, he got electrocuted and I jumped up from the water to try and save myself and reach the door, I saw the words PURE flash in white across my face like a flashlight after affect in your eyes. Then for a brief second I felt a bit of pain and my heart sped up, I knew at this moment I was being electrocuted. Each time a bolt hit the house and hit me, I saw words like the first one infront of my eyes for a moment telling me stuff like the after effects of this one or tips I should use next time not to get shocked. I think they were my thoughts, I knew behind me my friend had fallen and he was probably dead. After all we were standing or atleast I was left standing, in a high amount of water that was in the building. As I was walking out the door I got electrocuted about four more times I think? With the same style of text but different words appearing. I finally got out of the building and ran away from it, after a strange trek and using a jetpack to get my way up a huge mountain that we lived on. I saw that "Lord...couldn't read his name's" Estate had been completely destroyed. I think the name said Drad actually. I walking further into a wooded area and saw D in a tan shirt and some pants. He was holding something. I said hey and ran over to him, we walked a little further and saw mom. I asked where C was and they said he died, so I told them I got electrocuted around 5 times and they looked around at my body. I actually said I didn't remember what happened much, I just know I got electrocuted and found D. (So maybe that jetpack thing was a weird mind trip?) I also remember that I didn't feel much after that first little shock and didn't even feel like I'd have scars on myself, actually mom said I looked younger or rejuvenated. So I must not have had scars, I think I thought about vampirism. (But I'm not sure it happens that way, unless I blacked out and someone turned me before I died? Which would explain memory loss a bit and the young comment. But doesn't explain no scars, which seems implies.) End. NOTES: I got kinda scared when I woke up when mom said today was going to be storm. It's Saturday and the weather predicts storms through the weekend. So Saturday and Sunday, or the dates the lady set for her appointment. Anyway, I know it's just a dream so I'm good now. I did read about Vampires before bed and don't regret it, I learned a bit more and today I'm going to focus on researching more lucid dreaming.
Optimized 1 minute 30 second read. Saturday morning, 5 August 2017. Walking in Northside La Crosse (features Silas Weir Mitchell) Dream # 18,492-02. There are a few repeating scenes where I walk west in daylight down a sidewalk on Sill Street, on the south side of it, in La Crosse, Wisconsin. I had turned right at Loomis Street and am near the intersection at Wood Street. I am nude except for a blanket hanging down, wrapped around my shoulders. I feel no embarrassment or sense of displacement. At times, I see the actor Silas Weir Mitchell walking on the opposite side of the street, about a quarter of a block behind me. He appears to be happy, but we do not meet. I get the impression he knows I am only out for a walk to pick up something to take back to the Loomis Street house (even though my dream self does not focus on what it might be). I consider checking the contents of a green dipsy dumpster in the parking lot of a Country Kitchen restaurant (not a real-world setting). I wonder if it might contain something valuable someone had discarded. Instead of going near it, I circle it from a distance and return to where I was. Because I am "walking with intent," I sense there are many other people in the area even though I do not see them. Silas does not appear in this location. Causality details: The names Silas and Sill underlie a typical dream state hodgepodge, both beginning with "Sil." I do not corrupt this detail by pretending it has "meaning," only television influence. Celebrities occur in my dreams as personified protoconsciousness primarily because dreaming encompasses a similar state of sensory deprivation as watching television in waking life, with minimal attentiveness to my real-world physicality, cognizance, and immediate environment. Ultimately, that is also why "walking with intent" sometimes brings about the sense of having an invisible audience, associating the dream state with being in a television broadcast or movie. Minimal "slope navigation" occurs in the parking lot scene caused by my vestibular-motor response to REM sleep. A parking lot corresponds with a lucid thread signifying a stage of liminality between dreaming and waking, similar to what it represents in real life.
Updated 07-27-2022 at 05:43 PM by 1390
Date of Dream: SAT 5 AUG - 2017 Dream No. 170 - Booming On YouTube I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. I was shopping with my mum and there were heaps of lolly shops around the place. I wanted to get some but mum wasn't too keen on the idea. Back at home, I end up checking my YouTube channel and I see that there are multiple copies of the videos that I uploaded. I listened to some of the videos of me singing songs that I have never heard of in real life. I don't remember anything else about this dream.
Date of Dream: FRI 4 AUG - 2017 Dream No. 169 - Separated Sections Dream 169 A - Nature's Guide I don't remember all of the events in this dream. From where I do remember, there were a lot of walking tracks within local suburbs. At certain points, I'd feel like calling for Dreamy WB. There wouldn't necessarily be a response from her but at times, I would feel that there was some sort of energy relaxing me and making me feel at ease while I walked. I got to this strange looking jumping castle where people were supposed to do a wall climb. I don't remember anything else about this dream. Dream 169 - The New Crash This dream was based around the suburbs surrounding Brandon Park Shopping Centre. Logan from SML was driving me around to the places that I needed to go to. First, I told him that we needed to go to the snow area to “catch them in time”. I thought that the snow area would represent the Crash 2 level, “Bear It”. I didn't end up getting out of the car though. Logan ended up driving me to the other side of Brandon Park and that's when I actually got out of the car. The level I arrived at was Turtle Woods. Now Crash wasn't anywhere in this dream... Rather, it was actually me inside the level. Eventually, I qualified for the death route which was a series of horizontal pillars and platforms above the main path and instead, had a night time appearance. I only made it across a few platforms but then slipped and ended up back in Turtle Woods. I don't remember what happened next in the dream. Dream Trophies Achieved: - The Returning Fan (Have 2 interactions with anyone from SML) >> When I was asking Chilly about a gift for Logan (139 B) >> Getting Logan do drive me around to the levels I needed to access (169 B). - Enthusiastic (Have conversations with 5 DCs) >> 1. Spoke with NN's mum regarding the pencil (131 A). >> 2. Told EL, NBr and WB about Dreamy WB (142 B). >> 3. Tried to talk James out of taking drugs and committing suicide (147). >> 4. Discussing arrangements with the dog-napper (157 B). >> 5. Had a conversation with Logan while he was driving me around (169 B).
Updated 08-13-2017 at 12:55 PM by 93119 (Incorrect quota of evidence for dream trophy)
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