Date: 19/06/2012 Place: My holiday caravan Time of getting into bed: 11.50pm During the day I drank 1 x 500ml Monster energy drink WILD attempt (first ever) Strangely enough I decided to try it without prior sleep (don't ask me why) this took a good hour before I really felt the effects, but here is the results; Went to bed, relaxed, tried to get sleepy and restful. Took some time but finally felt in the right place. Found sleeping on my side the most comfortable (my sleeping position of choice) Was continually interupted by random banging noises - was sleeping in a caravan and sounded like the walls moving / creaking? Never noticed this before so really annoyed me!! Each time I was awoken I ignored it, and relaxed again - partners loud breathing kept me awake but after using it as a beat to keep my own breathing slow, it became unnoticeable. I found this bit easy. After some time I was clearly getting close, I could not feel my body, I kept experiencing swaying / floating sensations and my 'mind' was totally immersed. It felt a bit like I was mildly drugged up, I couldn't feel my hands or even the quilt around me. I didn't feel the need to swallow (which I have a bit of a habit of doing) I continued counting to ten, and saying ;I am dreaming' each time. I often lost my place and had to start over but remained calm. After an unknown amount of time, my body lit up as if on fire, but not painful. I had vibrations running through my body, which I tried to feel and control (sort of worked) it was not a bad sensation, but so real and intense that it did 'light' my brain up. Almost like going from sleepy and hypnotized to being conscious and SWITCHED ON. My ears popped as if I was underwater, and I tried to enjoy this strange sensation, telling myself I was about to enter a lucid dream! This sensation was exactly the same as the sensation I had when getting lucid a few nights ago. I feel like I know that I'm lucid, but I have to DO something to break through the barrier. Last time I raised my hand and pulled myself out from my 'body' so to speak. this time I didn't get a chance to. My initial idea was to 'roll over' into a dream. I didn't do this in time. Unfortunately I must have gotten too excited as I 'woke up'. I did a quick RC to make sure it wasn't a FA, which it wasn't. I jotted in my journal and tried to re-enter, but by then my heart was racing so fast and I was wide awake. It did give me incentive to try WILDing again though! Dream 1 - Non Lucid dream I am at a festival, trying to get back to my tent. There are lots of people walking around, and a large queue of traffic blocking the way. It is also very dark and very muddy, however I am not worried, I just keep walking. Dream 2 - Non Lucid dream I am somewhere, and trying to get home with my partner. We have no money to get home, but a limo pulls up looking for some famous people. We get in, pretending it is for us so we can a free lift home. It takes us to the home of the famous film stars who own the limo. We get out the limo and go in their house. Their house is big, spacious and obviously they are rich. We help ourselves to their stuff but we are not trashing the place as that would be rude. Someone knocks on the door and we panic, and hide. They soon go away and we decide it is best to disguise ourselves as the film stars so that no body suspects us. We put on their clothes, for me this consists of a dirty, white string vest and some large boots. I then have a string necklace around my neck, with beads and random bits hanging from it, a bit broken and messy. I also wear a long, dirty, thick trenchcoat. We then put egg yolk all over ourselves. No idea why. I believe we got these from the fridge. Dream 3- Non Lucid dream I am going through a drive through, although the actual company is not one that I know of (made up?) the men who work there are nice, but incompetent. They wear police helmets, and apologize for the delay. I finally get the food and drink but after drinking the fanta, it is warm. I hand it back and complain and they are nice, and agree to replace. However it takes so long to get a replacement that we decide to go for a short walk. We step out the car and see a strange gift shop. It is clear we are in a place I am unfamiliar with in my dream as I sort of explore, like a tourist. The gift shop is brown and had a big skeleton outside, it appears to sell strange and bizarre gifts. I don't go in, however, I turn left towards the main shopping area, across a square where people walk / talk / go about their lives. Here I see someone watching me / staring. I try to ignore them but I have a feeling they are going to talk to me and I really don't want them to. I am not scared, but don't like them so I try to mingle with the crowd and hide. It works. Next thing I know I am in a pub garden, playing pool (or snooker) with a friend. I notice my partner isn't here and ring them, trying to get them to join us. He will not join us because he cannot bring his own beer into the pub. I tell him we have water and this sort of changes his mind. Dream 4 - Non Lucid dream I have got some baby rats as pets. They are in a cage but I take one out to hold, it is fast and I drop it on the floor. I then try to pick it up but it is so small I lose it in the fibres of the carpet, I then search for it and find it - it is now an insect but I do not seem to be bothered by this transformation in the dream. I follow it a while then carefully pick it up, putting it back in the cage. ***NOTEWORTHY*** FIRST WILD ATTEMPT! The sensation I describe as 'lighting up my body' was present again Ears popped during WILD I love rats and had many pet rats in the past I recently attended a music festival A festival and a drive through have been been in my DJ recently I recently played pool with a friend
Date: 18/06/2012 Place: My holiday caravan Time of getting into bed: 00.45am During the day I drank 2 x 250ml Red Bull drinks. Combined total of 10mg B6 as well as taurine / caffeine etc Dream 1 - Non Lucid dream I am in a room, which is a bit dark and dingy. Feels like a pub or bar, and I even remember there being a bar serving drinks along one side. The people in the room were holding pints etc so it was most likely a pub. One wall of the pub is a giant black screen, with white writing all over it. The writing is in French. Someone stands up and tells everybody in the room (all adults) to get into a male group and female group. We do so, then they start talking about learning to speak French. Dream 2 - Non Lucid dream I am waiting in a doctors waiting room (except there is no room!) this is outside. Other people are waiting with me, including my dad and some strangers. One woman is waiting because the doctors think she may be crazy. To prove she is not crazy, she gets a dog (Yorkshire terrier) and saws it in half with a chainsaw. I am shocked and horrified, but no one stops her. In fact one person helps her. The dog is still alive as it is being cut into (which is very neat, no blood) but then it dies. She seems to be searching for something inside the dog (peering inside, not touching) which will prove she is sane. Then she saws off the dogs head, which floats into the sky like a balloon, and into the clouds and far away. The floating head is a boxer dog's, but the dog was a Yorkie. It is sad and a bit spooky. I complain to my dad, who agrees, and claims he was just there to get his sodium levels checked. I figured that's what I must be there for too, so we continue waiting. Dream 3 - Non Lucid dream I am playing a computer game on my ipod. In the game (which has very basic graphics, much like an old SNES or SEGA) I am a little man swinging from a rope to collect coins. I am not actually in the game, I was playing it on my ipod. I decide I will only complete the game if I let go of the rope and collect more coins, which I do. The game features a large, blue viaduct. Dream 4,5...6? - Non Lucid dream/s Not sure weather these were all one dream or a collection of 3. My notes in my DJ are sparse and not written properly. I will lump them together but they could have been fragments of 3 dreams. 1... I am taking a video on my camera of my friend / romantic interest. The video is bad quality and wobbly as I have zoomed in from afar to get it. I remember thinking 'this is like the scene from Slumdog Millionaire.' Where the boy sees the girl looking for him through the crowded train platform. Suddenly it is me I am recording, my hair is slightly different but I am sat down and smiling (not looking at the camera) I figure I must now be my friend / love interest because I can't be filming myself. 2...I am picking up beer cans in a field - this must be a music festival. 3...I am at the vets for a friend who wants a job there. They agree to offer him the job if I fill out some forms. My love interest (not the friend who wants the job) gets angry because his ex works there, but I ignore him because it is a favour for a friend. The door is all I remember, a large, white door with 'VET' written on it in green. Dream 7 - Non Lucid dream I am in the field mentioned in a previous dream. I am drawing a whale, which I give lots of detail to. Eventually it become very real looking, but not like a drawing, more like CGI. It then swims away in the air. A close friend of mine is sitting next to me playing a game about Star Wars. He seems addicted and the game is pointless / boring. I start to draw a dinosaur (Trex) but this again becomes very realistic and CGI looking. It then starts to move around and eat people, with lots of blood and gore and nastiness. However I am not worried as they are not real people he is eating, just CGI people. ***NOTEWORTHY*** Someone bored me with pictures of viaducts earlier that day I recently attended a music festival I like to draw and do so a lot My love interest really does have an ex at a vets, and avoids him / the vets I want to speak French, and have a few French phrase books. However I don't have the time to learn and never really read them.
I can remember that I was at a festival. Bright, sunny colors and all that. I remember a moonbounce (or bouncy castle, whatever you like to call it), probably red and yellow in color, I remember. Later on in the dream, I was eating some festival food with 4 or 5 of my friends. Somehow, I became lucid. I remember telling my friend, Jake, who was sitting right across from me that he was just a dream character. He didn't seem particularly fond of talking about that, but he did admit that he was just a dream character. Later on in the dream, it was nighttime. I thought about where I wanted to go and what I wanted to do. I looked at the night sky, and I thought to myself that I could travel to any one of the stars that I saw. But for some reason, the blackness and loneliness of space seemed morbidly frightening. So instead, I saw a large red barn a little ways away. Perhaps about 30-50 yards. Anyway, still being lucid, I wanted to take a great leap and jump onto the roof. So I jumped. As is often the case with my lucid dreams, I jumped higher than normal, but I couldn't quite get there with my one jump. So after I could tell that I was going to descend and not make the edge of the roof, I decided to flap my arms like a bird to slow my descent. This worked fine, but I wasn't going up. I concentrated on knowing that I could do anything, and I began to float to the top of the roof. I got tired of it being nighttime after this, and I thought of how I could change night to day. I saw a little slide tab in the sky, like the one you could see on an iPhone except more rounded and more translucent white. I knew that the slide tab would change night to day. So I merely treated the sky like a touchscreen, and moved the slide tab to the right. Night turned to dawn, and dawn turned to noon.
There is a religious Hindu festival with singing, dancing and colorfull decorations. Kind of repetitive so I cannot remember the order in which things happened.
I was coming home from some festival thing or something that was a field trip with my school. A classmate of mine, Jacob, was driving the car which looked like it was probably from the 90s or something. We got to his house and he told me to be super quiet because apparently we were sneaking in so his parents wouldn't here for I don't know what reason. The house was a combination of houses that I've been to and no Jacobs. His parents heard us and saw us but they looked like someone else though they acted and sounded like them. I am unable to remember anything after that.
Had a bit of a dry spell the last couple of days: 1/10/12 I was having a chat with Amy, we'd stopped arguing and we were talking like normal 2/10/12 Me and Will were back at Wireless festival, however The Madness were there, so it was like Reading Festival, but not. We turned up to a tent to see Justin Bieber, because we suddenly admitted that we had a guilty pleasure for him. We walked into the tent, really excited to see him play. The tent was pretty small and dark blue. It was fairly cloudy but warm outside. The tent wasn't very packed at all - there was a fair amount of people, but not many. We got to about the middle, and a man came onstage annoucing something along the lines of "Ladies and Gentlemen, JUSTIN BIEBER!!!!!!!!!". Immediately, 'One Step Beyond" was played by The Madness, with no sight of Justin - just a backing band doing a ska cover. It would have been quite cool, if we hadn't just seen the ACTUAL Madness play the same song 30 minutes ago. The crowd looked kind of amused, but slowly meandered off to see another band. The crowd was mainly middle aged/elder teens, not the typical lot of little girls you'd image to see. Me and will were disappointed at the gig.
Yep, another festival dream, wow this one was odd, I have no idea what in my life provoked this dream... My recalls pretty poor on this one. I am at a festival with my friends, Tom, Alex, Zak, Joe, and a few others that I cant remember. (Jack comes into it later). The main event of the festival is that you can play this zombie game, I say a game but it's completely realistic. There are two parts to the map, the sewers, and the campsite, the zombies are allowed to run around in the campsite as well! The start area (there is two) is the checkpoint where you get your guns, ammo, but it is also where freshly turned zombies (with some control) go to get revived, which is where human players bite them on the arm and turn them human again. Bit of a description here of the zombies, they are like rotting humans, blood splatters everywhere. *Fragment* I don't know where this comes in but I remember being at home watching a film, and couting my money, I have £10 left because I spend £2.50 on a call, and like £5 on a kitkat.* We head up to the checkpoint, the game is about to start, we are planning to head to a certain area of the sewers to fend the zombies off. At the checkpoint I ask for a gun, he hands me a real M16, it's awesome. Heading out into the sewers, I remember joe gets bitten fairly early on, I run back to the checkpoint reviving as many people as well as him. Back with my friends we have decided to go to area 11G, they are about to go around a corner when I get attacked from a zombie, I kill it fairly fast but when I look around they are gone, no where to be seen. I begin to wander forwards, check my phone, no signal, I get to this area where there is a couch in the middle of this massive opening, a zombie comes to attack be but I just run around the opposite side of the couch to her. My gun raises and I kill her. This goes on for awhile, I manage to get outside and call Alex, the call is horrible, and I finally after much effort we manage to set up a location to meet up. Back at the checkpoint we decide to go in again, I've run out of ammo so I go to the checkpoint and ask for some more, they hand me this crappy machine gun. We head in but it seems the game is already over, I meet up with Jack and he tells me how good it was in this certain area. Back in town we are all sitting down, one of my friends shouts at another about having an accent. End.
whiterains dream very sketchy memory of a long holiday/festival dream last night due to tiredness. mostly spent pottering about randomly going round a mix of shops, partys and things. some of it resembled my old school which had a little surgery/docs set up in one corner. i pushed a trolley and a nurse told me it had a baby in it so i asked where the best place to leave it was. cant really write much else but the holiday location was really similar to how it often is. especially the shops and town. i remember it ended as i was walking through a farm field anad a lady was talking about the veg and the last thing she said was about the sweetcorn. she said all they needed was a bit of rain and the sweetcorn would live up to its name. holiday theme really common now. last last nights one was spent missing group events and wandering around on my own trying to go snorkeling in this river with a girl i liked. almost another goal made. the river is always partly the same but this time was deeper and more tropical with a little waterfall on it and plunge pools. nearly always in a similar location to other places even if the other places change if that makes any sense
I am at some sort of festival. Im really drunk, and Im with alot of the people from my school, from my year and the year below. I walk around aimlessly for awhile, and then for some reason I have to sit my Maths Core 3 exam, drunk and only learnt a third of the course. There is two exams for some reason and I'm so impaired that I barely finish the first one. My friend tells me he did bad too, which is some comfort. Comments: I think this reflects on my attempt to take on such a large work load, I am quite intimidated and unmotivated, but hopefully it will be ok.
I had a dream I was at this strange festival, where random people danced about and performed in different themed costumes. There were pilgrims, knights, scientists, Indians, and all other types of ‘characters’ roaming about. In fact, I had noticed a few family members of mine around as well. I wandered about until I was surrounded by this woman and her elderly parents. They had “selected” me, for whatever reason, taking me to a quiet corner of the convention. The woman gave me a map of some strange floating land in a blue abyss. Part of it was a large island, then a burning mountain, then a smaller island with a figure of Jesus on it. I asked what the fuck that was, and was told it was a map of “Paradise,” a place once only accessible through death. For whatever reason, they knew I had the capacity to build some ship that could ferry living souls there without them having to die, and they were offering a large sum of money. For whatever reason, I stupidly accepted. The dream fast-forwarded to my completion of the vessel, and passengers were already boarding it—people from all walks of life and often families that wanted to remain together for eternity. I felt compassion for their needs, and carried on with the mission into “the Abyss,” some realm the ship was able to enter through this weird, spontaneous portal. This Abyss seemed to be nothing but an isolating expanse of blue, appearing to be water without being so. My ship sunk lower into this Abyss, throwing passengers into a panic, until the vessel landed on this strange stone structure whose length was indiscernible—our greatest telescopes could see neither end. It seemed to be shaped like the back of a dragon, and some sort of “Celestial Highway.” Two arms stuck out, allowing me to tell which way was forward. I had the boat travel that direction, as the crowds were finally relieved. The boat, however, needed occasional maintenance. A Head Engineer besides being Captain, and being the one who built it, I ventured into these hatch divers would use to explore the outside of the ship. Donning a suit, I had to fix a piece of the exterior wall before it could compromise the ship’s infrastructure. I opened the hatch and swam out further, noticing the many pillars adding stability to the Celestial Highway. It was puzzling and difficult to comprehend how far down the pillars seemed to reach. Their height was blurred by the sheer depth from which they came, like how neither end of the Highway could immediately be seen. In my state of awe, I dismissed strange movement behind me. In that very moment, a colossal stone giant that was arcane in texture with eyes set ablaze emerged from the depths I failed to perceive. It let out a roar loud enough to nearly tip the vessel off the highway, so my only choice was to lead the beast way from the ship, and deeper into the abyss in the process. My suit allowed me to swim as fast as Namor and Aquaman, at least, but that barely led to my survival as I fled from the giant. It constantly tried to crush me within its hands, as it strangely began to slow down gradually—as if running on some battery that was running out of juice. I continued to let it chase me until it stopped on its tracks. Then, I sped back towards the direction of the ship. Unbeknownst to me, the monster had released these freakish, angular tendrils spewing lava. Once I noticed, I fled faster until I had reached the hatch from which I came. I shut it quickly, initiating all locking procedures. However, that did not seem to be enough. The tendrils shattered what defense remained, as I tried to climb out from the chamber. I managed to, despite an entire torrent of lava flying in my direction. Before it all could, I shut another hatch and turned on the “decompression chamber” effects. With the tendrils still in that room, they would be affected and hopefully neutralized. When I stepped back into one of the larger rooms that contained a massive panoramic window, I noticed that we were no longer in the abyss. It seemed to be a view of the Atlantic, with various cruise liners in the horizon. People all around me were in a state of delusion and panic, having bought into this quest to Paradise by sacrificing all that they had. I was breathless before that fact, and knelt down trying to comprehend everything that had occurred. It still made no sense. Returning home, I was thrown a party by friends and family. It was all nice and peaceful, able to take my mind off the whole ship ordeal, until a small girl wanted to join us. She was a neighbor who complained that her parents were fighting, and needed a place to stay until things simmered down. I let her party, and all was well until gunfire ensured absolute silence. I ventured with a few of the adults to the mansion down the street—knowing it belonged to that arguing couple. We brought guns of our own; knowing neither of them was alone. Within the foyer, we were already attacked by these men in Power Ranger costumes, carrying their own guns as they attempted to kill us. I fired back, taking down several as I ran about the whole mansion. I hoped to find the arguing couple, but all I found was more Power Ranger weirdoes trying to kill me. I shot down enough of them until time fast-forwarded again. I later found myself in some generic comic/video game/anime convention, but wandering through a mechanical hedge maze. There, I met Chris-chan, who was acting creepy towards a random girl. I punched him in the face, though not with all my strength, and yet he fell over bawling like a shitting monkey. I climbed over the hedge wall to flee from the scene, and hopped over the gaps until I reached the exit, knowing that Chris was pursuing me with this “autistic anger” face. When I made it to the exit, Chris was there, waiting for me, and delivered a kick to my stomach. It only pushed me backwards a little bit, but it gave me an excuse to just beat more shit out of him. When the sun had set, I visited this cul-de-sac expecting my dad and sister. Only she had waited for me there, though, and I had assumed we were in front of our house. I looked at her as she sat in an unfamiliar car, wondering what was going on, until I noticed several middle aged ladies walking into what was supposedly my house. I pursued them, telling them to leave, until I noticed that it wasn’t my house after all. It looked too wide and had two stories, making it rather strange that I somehow confused it for my own house. The dream fast-forwarded once again, and I was then on a rooftop in some Iron Man costume. I was suddenly in regret for the whole Abyss dilemma, and numerous Avengers had arrived to console me. I don’t what the fuck else happened, but that was it.
Not sure quite when this happened. One dream: I was at Cornerstone Music festival and had been talking to some guys in a tent. It was night. I left the tent and crossed the road to the tent across from the one I had been in because I hear some interesting music coming from there. When I entered the tent, the first thing I noticed was that the place was packed. There were lamps somewhere giving off a dull, orange light that didn’t flicker, but sort of waved. There were two drumsets set up, one at the corner across from me, and another diagonal. The second was being played, lightly, to accompany a guy who was playing the mandolin better than I’d ever see someone do. And that was it.
My recall of this dream isn't as vivid as i would like it to have been, but the dream itself was incredibly vivid. I was helping someone I just met complete some sort of goal. I didn't know who they were, but I decided to help them anyway - they seemed pretty genuine. He was probably around 14-15, with blonde hair and defined features. We went on some sort of Metal Gear Solid style adventure in some sort of chinese village to help figure out the secret behind the recent shortage of cucumbers. It was believed that the cucumbers had been poisoned and so they had to recall massive amounts of cucumber stock - but this was not the case. We went to a store which reminded me a lot of the local Go-Lo and talked to a woman in her mid 20's about it, and she said she'd demonstrate and asked for a lighter. Confused, I pulled out my lighter (er, what? I dont carry one) and handed it to her. She took a massive bite of a cucumber and spat it at the flame of the lighter, creating a giant fireball! That explains why they recalled them! We went to the middle of China Town, and found my friend's dad, who helped us find our way. I have a memory of running around here very fast, and not realising I was disturbing those around me. Jeremy's dad showed us that we had to walk slowly and bow in respect to everyone we passed. We got to a bridge, where I bowed to an asian man sitting at a table I swear I've seen in a cafe in my dreams before. We crossed the bridge slowly - but it was different this time, it was a zig-zag shape. We made it through and made our way to the graveyard, where we were to open a casket right in the middle to find out the secret behind the cucumber. We walked carefully around the perimeter of the site. The casket was in the middle of a sort of digging site, with dirt piled high all around it and the casket alone in the middle. We were almost at the center when someone grabbed us - Solid Snake!? 'What are you two kids doing disturbing the ___(cant remember) festival?' We questioned him about the festival, and at one point he seemed embarrassed about it. I'm not entirely sure what happened after this, I believe we might have solved the case, and the last thing I remember was playing minecraft - something about my body and arms being made out of minecraft materials. My friend, forcee says that last night he had a dream with this same boy in it, he matches the description perfectly. Interesting, if this was a dreamshare, it'd be great to find out who it was!
19.02.2011NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in my cousins house. There were a lot of things from a festival where you had to give an object related to a booth if you wanted to enter the booth, but they gave you stuff if you did. There was mostly food and I ate a lot of things. After a while my stomach was full but my aunt and uncle left for the festival and I ate some more. When they came back they had nougat and I ate that too.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED 2:30 GMT Killer With my BF on some guesthouse. There’s a murderer on the loose and we decide to go together all the time everywhere, including the toilet, outside the room. But I don’t keep the promise and in the morning I go alone to look for breakfast. I meet the owner and I get the feeling he is the killer, although he doesn’t fit the profile. I then go outside to the gardens, which are very Victorian. There are some people around, having breakfast outside or just chatting, but they all keep together, for safety. I for some reason, possibly to tease and attract the killer, get away, behind the garden tallest hedges, beyond the safety zone, all alone. Maybe the killer felt it was a trap, because I was safe and I reached the city with no harm done. I then met my mom and followed her to the subway entrance to go somewhere. 4:00 GMT Spain At a kitchen or storeroom. My BF is present but looking distant. I ask what’s disturbing him and he says he might have go to Spain. 5:00 GMT Julian Assange’s ninja spy team I’m walking on some city into some street with a huge wall on my side. It goes down, to an arched underpass, when a earthquake hits. The road opens fissures and I fear the walls might fall, so I try to get away from there and reach an open space. I find a beautiful spot on the riverside, free from buildings. It looks like the Tames in London at the time of an amazing sunset. I am looking for a camera to take pictures when I realize I’m dreaming. I become lucid and realize there’s no point in taking pictures. I decide to just enjoy the amazing scenario. I then see a castle just behind me. There are some stairs going up a tower and I see tourists coming down, but when I go up I find that the stairs are blocked half way, not allowing the tourists to go further. I decide to fly and try to enter through some window or door on an upper level. I manage to get inside and I find that this palace is used and inhabited, not just a museum. But from then on I am chased by some ruthless people who try to kill me at all cost. Inside the castle, I have difficulties in finding any exit, so I go through offices, rooms, staircases, you name it and although I try to keep hidden, they keep finding me. On some last room where I was hiding and some royalty people are discussing important matters I would have enjoyed to listen, some back door opens and from behind some curtains some deadly arrows fly into my direction. I escape but I’m more or less trapped in this room and worried that they might get me, but then I’m saved by Julian Assange’s ninja spy team which was camouflaged on the ceiling, on a balcony, under tables. They also shoot some arrows to my attackers and help me escape. Delivery and more instructions Then I’m at some apartment again with my BF, but I hear some fight on the staircase and I just have the time to leave without even checking who was it. I take a train and arrive at some remote village. My instructions are to leave something at a locker in the station and then go to the number 800 on the same street of the station. I first go in the wrong direction and enter the village centre but then some guy on a booth tells me there’s no 800 in that street. I find it weird, because there are no houses in the other direction, just a road through the wilderness. But I go. And then I find an area by the side of the road that is cleared and there is a pole with a plaque with the number 800. I look around and I don’t get what I’m supposed to do there. I then find some creased paper on the ground and pick it up. Don’t open it, just go back to train station. 7:00 GMT Black panther On the road with my parents through the mountains near my hometown. We arrive at some other town where some festival is taking places. Streets are absolutely crowded. We split up and I find my friend Lic inside some building. We decide to go outside but on the exit there is a black panther looking at me. I feel she is not going to hurt me but at the same time she looks a bit menacing, so I decide to act cautiously. I am scared but decide to pass by it. She never takes her eyes of me but lets me go. Then on the streets in the middle of the crowd,me and Lic find Zilla, Vera and Patty. What a surprise to have the whole gang reunited. Vera doesn’t seem happy though. She doesn’t even look me in the face. 8:30 GMT
Good morning, everybody. I think these dreams are both influenced by other dreams I've read on this site. Dream #1 I was in a department store. The light was somewhat grey and dim. I walked to my right, into an area with a lot of dresses for little girls. I walked past one long rack of dresses. The dresses were all shimmery. Most of them had one single color, like purple or pink. Some may even have had pointy, brimless "princess" hats (which now remind me more of the I Dream of Genie headdress). All these dresses were supposed to be long on little girls. I assumed they'd hardly even fit onto my body. But for some reason I was still thinking of trying these things on. I walked between two long racks of dresses. Some of these dresses seemed to have black velvet tops and gold skirts. As I walked along, two or three tall, young, black men came walking from the other direction. The men were all dressed in shiny, satiny outfits that looked like jester outfits. The front guy may have been wearing sunglasses. I scooted out of the way a little bit. When I did so, so did the guys. I excused myself and said sorry. The front guy said, "No problem, no problem." I now found myself out in a wider area of the store. I was trying to figure out whether I wanted to go back to the dresses or go somewhere else. Dream #2 I was possibly somewhere like a room in a library. I was probably with a group of peers, which was probably led by an older, tall, balding "teacher" figure with grey hair, glasses, jeans, and a denim shirt. At some point I realized I wasn't wearing any pants or underwear. I was just wearing a big button-up shirt. I knew I needed to get fully dressed. I walked out into a large stairwell like a big, open stairwell at a museum. I knew I was on the third floor and I needed to get down to the first floor. There were people on the stairs and on the floors between the stairs, walking in and out from exhibits. I had told myself I would run down the back stairwell. But I now realized I was going down the main stairway. I thought for a moment I could keep going. I thought the shirt was long enough that nobody would see I was wearing no underwear. But then I saw that people had noticed I was wearing no pants and underwear. I was embarrassed. I hurried at the next landing to a doorway to the back stairwell. I ran past a couple people and into the smaller stairwell, which was more like a fire escape stairwell. I was all alone. I started speeding down the stairs, almost flying down them, taking a lot of steps at once. I went too fast and found that I had gone too far down. I was in an area full of white-painted pipes. The area was huge and well lit, and the pipes were all so neatly arranged, like bookshelves in a library. I felt way out of place down here (although my state of undress didn't seem to bother me anymore). I knew I needed to get up to the correct floor. I imagined workers finding me and trying to do something bad to me. I now imagined (???) a tall, black man in a beige denim jacket and black sunglasses standing before me at the bottom of the staircase. My view panned through the aisles of white pipes which also seemed to be decorated with white Christmas lights. I imagined myself asking the imaginary man a weird question, like which way was the way out. I imagined the man first telling me something weird, like telling me how to get to the position in the basement where the exit would actually be on the first floor. I even imagined a huge painting, like a huge equestrian painting that might be seen in the lobby of an art museum. I then imagined, as my view panned through an area of white pipes lit almost entirely by tons and tons of white Christmas lights, that the man asked me something, like he was asking me on a date (???). I imagined that just around the corner from this area there was something like a themed food court, all done up in a confectionery style, like old merry-go-rounds. I thought that if this guy wanted to go have all this fun at "the festival," I'd have to get money from an ATM. I could hear Mexican music, like Mariachi music, playing somewhere. I found myself in a place like the parking lot of a shopping plaza from when I was a kid. The shopping plaza had a number of large stores, like a big clothing store, a big grocery store, and a big bookstore. It was night, and the light was deep blue, with all the lights in the shopping plaza turned off. But I still saw the lights, felt the warmth, and heard the music of the festival somewhere. I walked around trying to figure out where the festival was. I felt like I had woken from a dream. I may have been trying to convince myself that the music and light had only been in my dream, and that I was now just having trace memories of that stuff. But, I told myself, I'm still dreaming! There's no way I could be just walking around here right now. This is a dream, too. Realizing this was a dream, I felt a lot more clarity. The sky may have even gotten a bit lighter. I decided to turn around and look for the festival. But as soon as I turned around, everything went black, like I had closed my eyes. I tried to "open my eyes" and see again. But I couldn't. I walked around. I felt and heard myself walking. I even continued hearing the music. I even had some idea of where I was in the parking lot. But I couldn't see anything. Dream #3 I was in "my office," which was larger than my office, much more like an office floor for a larger company. I got up from a cubicle when I heard that a couple of women were getting ready to interview a man for a position. I felt like they were interviewing a replacement for my position. I walked a little ways, then looked through what seems to have been the underside of a large semi-truck's trailer, to the elevator bank at the front of the office floor. I could see the interviewee in my mind's eye. He was a little kid, maybe 10 or 11 years old, dressed in a nice suit. One of the women interviewing him was a stout, Hispanic woman with short, black hair. I heard from somebody nearby that my boss was getting fired, and that the person was interviewing to become my boss' replacement. That was a relief for me, considering I had been thinking all this time that I was going to get fired. I only hoped that management would decide to keep me after firing my boss. I may have thought about the complications for this actually being possible. Maybe the man already had somebody like me on his team. So maybe he'd just bring that other person over from whatever company he was coming from. I also thought that it might not be worth it to work for this guy, anyway. Maybe he would just turn out to be a jerk.
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