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22/8/2014

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I remember being in a certain room for quite a while. In this room, there were many people. Two guys were playing ping-pong. One old guy was sitting on a lawn chair. He kind of looked like an old version of Michael J. Fox. There were also many women in skimpy outfits. I specifically remember a woman wearing one, who was pretty much covered with hair below her waist. The women seemed to dance a lot. There was also a lot of gangsters in the room, doing various things. After many hours of sitting around, watching everyone do stuff, I remember a very loud bell playing the melody of the doorbell on my childhood house. It was almost deafening.

Suddenly, everyone got up and started shooting and fighting each other. I guess some agreement was broken. Suddenly, some people grabbed me and I was dragged out of the room and building. The last thing I remembered was looking into the old guy's eyes. He looked kind of worried for some reason.

We ran into a van. Apparently, I was part of a gang of people who were making an agreement with those guys. Something went wrong. They talked about time travel I think. I didn't believe them.

After this event, we went to various places. I remember one of them was a building in the middle of a desert. Here, something was done, but I don't remember what. After this, I remember being back in that room from the beginning. I was the guy in the lawn chair, but now I wasn't that old. I seem to have gone back in time.

At first, I didn't remember what happened or where I was. I was just watching everyone do stuff. This time in the building, the whole floor was flooded. It seems the room was turned into some sort of water park. Many of the skimpy outfit girls were there, spraying each other with water. They were playing and laughing in it, like children.

Later, after quite a few hours of people doing random things, some van arrived. It carried a gang of people there to make a deal. I saw a specific person, and then that bell rang. Suddenly, I remembered.... I remembered who I was and why I was there. What I've done in the past. I also remembered being in that specific building at that specific time in the past. Right now.

Everyone started shooting and fighting just as it happened last time. After my past self and the gang left the building, I ran out through the back door.

This was the end of the dream.

Well at one point in time I had an extensive journal but considering this is the first time I've been back since 2010, it's all gone so we'll just start with last night.

Teeth

I'm with my best friend Becca, and we're sort of in this inhabited desert area. Most of it is deserted; I know there's a wooden, crumbling shack behind me but I never turn around. In front of us is a store of some sorts, and Becca is with her new truck. She's on top of it, and I'm on the ground looking up at her. We're discussing something but I can't think of what. I remember we somehow materialize into the shack behind me. It's someone's house, and I'm up on the third floor in the bathroom. I'm staring at myself in the mirror, and I realize with a very paralyzed sense of panic that my front teeth are falling out. Nothing gory or painful, just casually dropping out of my mouth. I remember I was really freaked out, but I was just sort of passive and disinterested.

I recall turning and facing the bathtub. I end up with a mirror in my hand and I am staring at my last tooth. I wiggle my mouth and it just drops out into my hand I remember staring at my bare gums, and running my tongue over the gap in my mouth. Again I get this feeling of apathetic terror - this is revolting and alarming, but I just don't really care.

I remember I end up staying in the bathroom, and I'm holding my teeth in my hands.

Graphic Warning
I pick up one of my teeth and it's got the nerve ending sticking out of it. It's like a thin, hair like string with a little spiked ball at the end. I can liken it to the pollinating part of a verbena flower, but I doubt anyone else will get that. I actually just googled nerve ending and the images for it look close to exactly how my dream was. Anyway, I remember staring at it and being really afraid it would hurt if I touched it. But it didn't. I remember plucking them out of my teeth just for the heck of it. I got to a pair of my teeth stuck together. It was my broken tooth in the back of my mouth so I'm assuming more just fell out. I pull out the nerve ending from it and it fascinates me.


I remember waking up and being terrified it was real. I was very relieved to run my tongue over my still in tact teeth

I dreamt that I was working for Christian Bale who was Dracula and thought I wasn't aware. I invited a girl friend over and I was telling her about Bale and how odd he was. We went to the wine cellar room and I read her some of his poetry then bam! We see him hiding in the dark, coming out from the shadows. I walked over to him and scolded him for being a sneaky bastard. Then we all went up to the balcony and sat at this small round table. We had some wine and I told him that I wouldn't be able to work for him in the the summer. He was cool with it(or so I thought) and then asked if we wanted pizza. The next thing I know, I was in bed with him and my friend (it was honestly like that scene in American Psycho where he wanted those two girls to make out) and I knew I was done for. I thought he was going to kill me but he decided to turn me into a vampire instead. I remember feeling really angry because I didn't want the power of immortality.

Recorded at 8:50am

I'm at Blaxland house and I'm awoken by friends. We're in the lounge room talking.

I'm now in a car park with Dad and others. We're parked far away from where the main entrance. A girl comes up to us and encourages us to follow. We follow and she acts a bit strange. Seems to be falling over often. Game of thrones?

I'm at Rodney's house but it's not his. We're all in the lounge room watching TV. I see Rodney on the couch and the ladies at the dining table. I see DVDs on top of the TV.

I walk around for a minuet and see a mix of peanuts. Rodney had honey macadamias next to him.

Rodney asks what I got up to this morning. I tell him that I got up, felt pretty groggy, noticed the fellas were over, didn't talk much due to being so groggy.

Side notes

Dreams have been hard to remember. Which may be due do stopping my auto suggestion before bed or because I haven't been feeling the best as of late due to distilled water detoxing.

I was in the gym with my cousin and friend, everyone was bringing chairs in so we did. we walked around to find a seat to sit and so we went across to this room where there was goalie nets and all that, there was someone there and told us to get out, so we were getting out and it endedededededed, it was random

Mom tells me to go get my gray shirt. I go look in the drier but it’s not there. There’s a white one though. I go back to mom with a white toothbrush in hand with a purple decoration at the bottom.

She takes a pair of fabric cutting scissors and starts hacking away at the bristles, complaining after a moment that she wishes it were easier.

She starts putting some thread and the bristles together, and I wonder how because the bristles are so short.

Then she starts sowing the thread to my fingertips, one by one. She then ties my hands behind my back.

first of all i would like to say that before i fell asleep last night i was watching the youarecreators2 youtube channel. with that being said i'll continue on to my dream. it started out with me laying in my bed as normal in my normal looking bedroom in normal night time lighting, everything seemed normal as far as my surroundings. i was telling my subconscious mine (with my thoughts) "this is my mind and my life i control my mind nobody else!" while "trying to visualize my modeling dream" and every time i did this i felt an enormous amount of pressure in my head it was soo much to the point where i felt like i couldn't handle it anymore. i said it again "this is my mind!" then i started visualizing myself on the runway modeling with camera flashes pointed at me and again the pressure started again this time it was too much and again it felt like i couldn't handle it so i let go of control then it stopped, i never saw my subconscious or heard it speak. i just felt alot of pressure in my head i knew it was my subconscious mind's presence it felt like something was being forced in inside my head like energy and power it felt weird but it was to much for me. it's hard to explain it was not painful only alot of pressure. the dream seemed so real because like i said before my surroundings seemed normal. the only thing that trips me out was the sheet i was trying to hide under after i let go of control but before i went to sleep i had no sheet only my blanket. so thats how i know it was a dream and not real because the sheet in my dream was actually sitting on the futon in my waking life. most of the time i have no control over any of my dreams and just going with the flow. whatever is happening it just plays out. when i wake up from some dreams i question myself "why did i do that?" but in the dream it would seem like the natural thing to do..... so weird i've never had a dream where i actually controlled how everything played out. i have the most weirdest dreams some where i see black figures with red eyes, one time i had red eyes with blood coming out like tears and blood from my mouth, i've been abducted by aliens where they were trying to give me a shot and kill me in a dream once, i've dreamed where my entire family (people i claim as family and people who claim me as family, i don't know my biological family) exiled me, friends family, everyone who ever knew me or people i ever knew talked about me, it was big time betrayal. i've had dreams where i can't walk straight like my legs area giving out on me. dreams where aliens walk this planet, dreams where the sky is purple and turquoise, sex dreams with people i don't know, dreams i've been kidnapped held captive and bitten by a mysterious bug that made me sleepy, and the second worst of all was when i had a beerbelly a mustache and i was short o.0 that one was too much for me in real life i'm tall, skinny and i have no facial hair. and lately when i have a dream i have thoughts. like i'm actually talking in my head in my dream ive never done that ever until recently i'll say like for a month now. this is too weird .....i don't know what last night's dream was about with my subconscious mind but it was soo weird,

I was walking the dogs with my mom, It was a very cloudy day. Then i looked at my watch i was shocked that it was blue and not red and the numbers were messed up. So i did the breathing reality check and boom I was lucid. I jumped super high across the creek we were walking next to I landed with no pain at all. I did this a couple times i could feel when I was falling it felt so real. Then the place changed and i was at my Grandpas house and some guardian told me there was a good vs evil war going on. So i walked through this door and it was a copy of the house but angled differently. I could see some demons below so i threw metal stand on them and ran away. Then i jumped and fell down the stairs . I got to my computer right under the spiral staircase. I logged into Skyrim and some weird green face popped up and startled me so i shut the screen of the computer down really fast. I went upstairs in the house and looked in a mirror. I hardly looked any different i had a small little cut on my face for some odd reason. Then the dream slowly faded and i woke up.

I am in my dad's neighborhood, at the south end of our street. I'm facing the house on the hill on the other side of the street, and see a round table on the hill. My cousin J is here and he sits at the table. I look back and about 4 other men his age, all wearing Sun glasses, are sitting around him at the table. I get the impression that J shouldn't be there. The men start looking hostile when suddenly ropes fly through the air and end up piercing the skin on their heads. The ropes go taunt and the men are all strung up, hanging.

Known Dreamcharacters: Nikolaj, Anders, etc..

Dream 1:
1st scene:
There was a big person, Nikolaj and I lifted the big guy and my back was injured and I could not lift him anymore. Then the big guy came to me while I was on the ground in pains BC of my back.. Then he kicked me again and again and again... ...

2nd scene:
We were 2 teams and it was like hide and seek. I was on the seeking team. We went to a pile and I looked at it and it looked like a good place to hide, I walked around it and I saw someone inside of it, I couldt get in but hey I found them

3th scene:
Anders is very angry, or mentally twisted. I fled from him by running up some stairs that led to a blind spot. It looked like there was a pool of water but , there was a great distance. I had nothing else to do, I had to jump.. Thankfully I got into the water, but the others were also down there. So we just fled. And I think that Anders attacked Nikolaj.

Bad English.. : )

Family Disputes and Eyebrow Beards [Wednesday, 5:42 PM Pacific, 5/14/2014]

I had passed out while I was messing around on my laptop, I was pretty tired, and my blankets are very comfy. The dream started off in dream similar to another one; a sort of hotel where me and my younger brother were living in separate rooms, for some reason we got into a fight, soon after he stormed out of the room in a fit of rage and called some of his buddies to complain, meanwhile I went inside to grab the video camera that we both share, I figured that we should decide who gets what...

[a large chunk of dream is missing here due to difficulty recalling it]

Some time later I found myself speaking with a friend at school and I invite him to my house/apartment, once we get there I decide I need a shower, so I strip down whilst still talking to him, I felt comfortable showering in front of him, about a second after I started doing some silly poses, he said he had to go somewhere and walked out of the room, I was pretty certain he was going home, I turned to get in the shower and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.
"Might as well check myself out." being a pretty overweight guy, I didn't do much other than look at myself, but I noticed that I had a large amount of facial hair on my eyebrows, making it a uni-brow and leading down into my upper lip; like an upside down beard. It was incredibly thick, so I twirled my finger in the beard and then I thought to myself: "this is really weird, I don't remember having THIS much facial hair" (for some reason having a beard on my eyes didn't set me off) so I looked down at my hands, yup, still there.
Next, I pointed my index finger at my palm and attempted to push it through, I've tried this hundreds of times in real life and it never worked, so I didn't think it would work, but astonishingly, it worked! It went through (almost) seamlessly! "Wow", I thought to myself "I'm actually doing it!", I decided to do something I've wanted to do for a long time, so without putting on clothes, I ran at my door at full speed, and the song "Fireflies - Owl City" began to play. I jumped at the end of my run, diving at a 65 degree angle upwards out of my door, my intention was to pass through the door, just like my finger did with my palm, a small portion of me passed through, the excitement is killing me, this is so amazingly incredible! But suddenly, everything goes black, and I feel incredibly warm. I try to open my eyes and I find myself in my REAL bed at my REAL home, I felt strangely awake... More awake then I've ever been in my life...
In an act of pure desperation, I attempted to push my finger though my palm again several times, to no avail, it was true, I was awake again, so I decided to write all this down somewhere to remember it.
As I sat down and brought up notepad, I had no trouble remembering what happened, it was crystal clear, not a centimeter of fog separated me from my euphoric delusion; the need to be out of reality's grasp.

Performing this "lucid dream", bringing myself to clarity in a place where i thought there was no such thing as "order" I was just as easy as explaining to someone how to press a button: "Just do it."
It wasn't as near as difficult as I thought it would be to achieve, so don't be discouraged by people telling you its "difficult". Go with the flow.
Despite it only lasting 1-3 seconds, it was the most amazing 1-3 seconds of my life, and I would do anything to return, which is why I planned to make a second attempt at it the same night I wrote this and posted it.

Today I had a really weird dream...

Dream:

I was somewhere and I had to 'save' the world from the bad food smurfs. In my dream you had 2 kinds of smurfs and those smurfs you ate. They weren't characters from a movie. It was like an animal that we ate. So you had a slimy awful smurfs and a good crispy smurfs. And I saved the world by killing all the slimy smurfs.


This is one weird dream...

Note: This is a part of a much longer dream, but this is the only part I can remember clearly.

The dream follows on from me and a group of people I don't know escaping a prison facility. We escape into a large mainly metal city, which has a very steam punk/futuristic look to it, with rusty brown buildings and smoke coming from vents etc. we are in orange jumpsuits, and are running from guards in black armour.
Note: I can kind of draw, so I will probably add sketches/illustrate these dreams at a later date.
After running away form a while I get separated from these two guys, and i make my way for quite a while, I manage to find a sort of futuristic police station and commandeer a flying ship (too hard to explain what it looked like) as I fly this ship away to rescue my friends, it transforms into a high tech steam punk glove that looks like a pointed foam finger, which I use to direct my flight over the city.
I land and lose the glove, as I find my friends chained in a line with other prisoners, who have been caught and beat up pretty bad.
I am caught as well and herded into a room where we are sorted into two groups, one group go to a normal prison because they were employed and had family.
I saw one of my friends from school was wearing a black jumpsuit who had obviously switched sides to work with the guards.

My group were to be sent to a lunatic asylum/test facility because we were unemployed and had no family that would miss us. We enter this facility and it actually looks pretty good, sort of like a luxury resort. I meet a girl from my old school and we start having a conversation about her favorite musician.
Then a woman walks in and orders everyone to get on the floor and put their hands on their head, adding that the first to do so would get $500. I comply, as does my friend, but there is a girl who is arguing and resisting the woman and the guards. The woman counts down from 3 and the guard executes her on the spot with a syringe filled with clear liquid.
Then we are told to sit in these seats, in rows like at a cinema. They were large, dark red and surprisingly comfortable.
I notice some more of my friends, all from different times in my life. I am called down to the front along with 5 or 6 other guys for the first experiment.

We gathered in a circle and we each held on to a large syringe in the middle filled with clear liquid. We were told to try force the syringe needle into the person opposite us, we all start pushing, and it's clear one guy is weaker than the rest as we target him.
The syringe punctures his neck, and I think he died from that. Then there was a second part of the experiment; we were told one of us will try to use the syringe again, this meant we had to decide whether or not to let go, because if we did, we could get injected. I take responsibility and make everyone else let go.
One guy is sweating and repeatedly glancing at the needle, so I break it off and put it in a bag, handing it to the guy in charge, feeling triumphant.

had a dream mom got a chupacabra... i worked at a store like luckys... maggie evijan were all there oh and jordan n em... evijan touched me n i was like no. chupacabra kind of hated me n bit me a lot. but then we lost it at one point in bed... i realized it was snuggling right between my legs. it was tryna freak me out. it was pretty cute tho. i took lots of instagram pics bc it was so unique... we were on our way to some weird festival like EDC... i saw some ppl there, it was just chaotic. the festival was at the intersection where i had my car crash...

For the third time in my life this has happened...the first time this has happened to me I was 10, again when I was 18, and now it happened last night (22 turning 23 next week) I remember it as clear as day, it was a short dream I am sitting on a fallen palm tree that's sitting on white sand with my toes in clear blue water with two furry dogs? (they were kind of big) one was all black with blue eyes and the other was all white with red eyes. There was a strong breeze that came through I close my eyes to stop the sand from coming in. I opened them and there was a woman, I couldn't see her face she had the sun directly behind her. She seem kind, it was like I knew who she was without really know who she actually was, weird and may not make a whole lot of sense but that's the best way I can explain it. Anyways she softly takes my hand in hers turn my hand palm facing up and with a paint brush made from bamboo she writes something on my arms first starting with the left arm and then the right arm.
This woman drops the paint brush and a gust of wind blows me off the tree and into the water but I don't fall in I catch myself and I look up and she's gone. I look down at the water and see ripples but can't tell what's causing them, I look at my arms and see these odd symbols so odd I don't even know what to compare them to, and then it starts to rain...a sun shower and that was when the dogs that I have with me get up we go through a door and I rub my arms to try to dry myself off and I looked down and whatever the woman wrote on me was smeared, for some reason it made me upset. And then I wake up now I don't know if the same exact dream happened the other two times all I remember from those is just waking up with those same symbols always smeared. What does it all mean? Should I be worried?