Thread: Queen Zukin's Dream Journal

Well, hope you recover from that deprivation soon. I've just adopted a polyphasic sleeping regime....and lol, almost failed already. But so far, no dreams during naps, and just massive black circles under my eyes. o.0

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

Well, hope you recover from that deprivation soon. I've just adopted a polyphasic sleeping regime....and lol, almost failed already. But so far, no dreams during naps, and just massive black circles under my eyes. o.0

Respect! Keep going!

I feel like my body is now suddenly wanting to convert back to polyphasic. It's not happy with just going to bed anymore. It is demanding a nap or two in the afternoon. And these naps are so intense they are almost like polyphasic naps. Full dreams are had in just twenty minutes.

I don't remember any significant dreams from my normal sleeping period, but from my short nap I took this afternoon, I dreamed that I was in a small room with a few people that I know. There were two large cafeteria tables in the room, and a hardcore version of this song was playing:

Martin Solveig & Dragonette - Hello (Official Music Video) [HD] - YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ePxbyIHLqBk

The room was blue and wasn't really lit well. We were all joking around about why the hell we were even in this room, since there wasn't a door out or anything.

Lmao, all I get when listening to that music is an image of a pink rabbit bopping hard under a mult-icolour barrage of lights - crazy stuff.

Oh, that's interesting about it wanting to convert back - what sort of routine were you on? The one I'm on has no cores whatsoever, it focuses on naps only. I hope I adapt instead of turning into a heavily sleep deprived zombie. >_>

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

Lmao, all I get when listening to that music is an image of a pink rabbit bopping hard under a mult-icolour barrage of lights - crazy stuff.

Oh, that's interesting about it wanting to convert back - what sort of routine were you on? The one I'm on has no cores whatsoever, it focuses on naps only. I hope I adapt instead of turning into a heavily sleep deprived zombie. >_>

I was on Uberman, no cores as well.

My journal of it starts here (p18), if you are interested in reading it:

http://www.dreamviews.com/f26/queen-...9/index18.html

Beware though, I lose my mind plenty of times during that month from hell.

Sometimes I think about converting back to polyphasic, but then I read my journal from that time, and realize that's a terrible idea.

But hey, if my body wants to do it, then I'm all for it.

But your naps were at specific times, yeah? I guess that's only where SPAMAYL differs then - just nap when you wish, just not back to back (minimum 30 minute gap).

Yes, that's awesome, thanks. I'll check it out....lol, aside from your madness, did your energy level feel fine?

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

But your naps were at specific times, yeah? I guess that's only where SPAMAYL differs then - just nap when you wish, just not back to back (minimum 30 minute gap).

Yes, that's awesome, thanks. I'll check it out....lol, aside from your madness, did your energy level feel fine?

I wish.

I never completely made it past adaption. I got really close a few times, though. I think if I tried it again, I could do it. But I just don't have the need that is required to do it.

How many days in are you?

I hear making it past adaptation is incredibly difficult too....and it takes time before that happens. O_O hehe, perhaps I am approaching this all wrong then as I don't have the need. I mean, I'm doing it purely to have more REM slots available to dream/increase chance of lucid dreams. More time just = more procrastination hehe.

I'm only two days in now. How long you last?

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

I hear making it past adaptation is incredibly difficult too....and it takes time before that happens. O_O hehe, perhaps I am approaching this all wrong then as I don't have the need. I mean, I'm doing it purely to have more REM slots available to dream/increase chance of lucid dreams. More time just = more procrastination hehe.

I'm only two days in now. How long you last?

About a month, which I am proud of.

I switched to one of the Everyman cycles near the end of it before stopping. I think I decided that I had enough of incrementally screwing up a lot (perfectionist), so if I was to do it again, then I would need to start fresh and clean. Not to mention, it takes a huge toll on your sanity.

Even if you don't have the need, go ahead and do it anyway. It's great experience.

And personally, I think anyone who lasts a week or longer on Uberman deserves a certificate in torture training.

My sleep addiction has not yet passed...Had two one hour naps today...Arrrgggh

Ring...Ring...Ring...

I was playing a game on my phone. It reminded me of Sim City. So thus, I was really excited to be playing it again.

I stopped playing it once lecture started, but my phone continued to make ringing noises.

I tried to kill the app...but it still kept ringing.

I turned off the phone, to no avail.

I took the battery out, and it was still ringing. WTF?!@

I left the lecture hall, with everyone staring at my possessed phone and I, and went to try to figure out what the problem was.

As soon as I got out of the lecture hall it stopped ringing.

I thought the problem had resolved itself, so I went back to class.

And can you guess what it did? It immediately started ringing again as soon as I got to the lecture.

Uh, I feel strangely better today. I went to bed around 3am/4am so I didn't get much sleep at all, but I feel really alert and have maintained record high productivity levels today. The only weird thing that happened was that later in the morning I kept waking up every 20 minutes or so and I couldn't really control my muscles when I woke up, but other than that...today has been strangely excellent.

Right through the Windshield

I was in the car with my mother and International Love was playing on the radio.



I went to adjust the volume, which required reaching all the way up to an overpass. While I was up there, I accidentally dropped some kind of controller off of the bridge. It fell and crashed through a passing car's windshield. The car spun out of control and crashed. And the driver died.

I felt so bad.

Try This

My friend told me to try some MJ that was unusually strong. He said that it was a lot like shrooms. I didn't believe him, so I tried it.

He was right. It was very strong.

Six Dollar Kool-Aid

I was supposed to go shopping with Dread, but I was really thirsty. I ran up and down the stairs looking for a vending machine. I found that there were a few vending machines in the attic.

But they were full of strange drinks. Some of them had kool aid in them, but the prices were outrageous. Six dollars for a kool aid was way too much.

...Sick.

Apologies if I don't make sense today.

Last night I decided to play around with my auditory hypnagogia. I wrote down what I heard as soon as I closed my eyes until I fell asleep. It's only a fraction of what I heard, though.

Spoiler for Auditory Hypnagogia:

HH

"I love you"

"Missense"

"Arbitrary"

"Des doch"

"military"

"imaginary friend"

"I see a baseball"

"loser"

"those people actually thought they were coming back"

"so what'd she say?"

"As soon as you decide to go..."

"sockgun"

"send it here, centromere!"

"She may, in time, come to love you"

"man, that's why you said your ass sticks up in the air!"

"they dropped out of the clowns and became nuns"

"I had to tell them about the one time the whiteboard ran into me"

Scheduling Mess

I was supposed to schedule my classes for next term at 5:30, but I looked at the clock and it was already past that! Shit!

I quickly registered all of the classes that I wanted to take that weren't full, including a random class about dancing. The class was titled No45 and it was a class about reggae dancing.

My friend was playing video games and then I went out to eat with the grandparents.

Transcend

I was at a daycare of sorts. We kept having many recesses in which we were all supposed to play outside together. I was being strange though, and kept stealing plates from the kitchen. I would take them outside and eat them.

After chewing on pottery for a few minutes, I decided to take a nap. I laid on the grass and rested against the brick wall. Several groups of students walked past me before I managed to fall asleep.

I awoke in a dark cellar. I was in the cellar of the daycare now. I walked back up to the front lawn where the other children were playing.

Something seemed off, so I did a reality check. Indeed, I was dreaming. And of course, at that moment, everything seemed to heighten in clarity.

I had no lucid goals though. I wasn't sure what to do in this dream.

For a moment, I stood there on the street with nothing to do.

I flew up into the air and into the clouds. They were so beautiful and defined, full of life even though they were inanimate.

But no, I had done this before.

I flew back to the ground and landed on the sidewalk, still wondering how I should spend this dream.

And then it came to me. How would my dream respond if I asked for transcendence?

"Take me higher," I whispered.

Instantly, without my doing, I rose into the air.

Everything morphed around me. Not into anything new, but into hyper clarity...that's not even the right word. Everything surrounding me became a kaleidoscope pattern, but yet nothing changed at all.

"Higher" I whispered.

This soundtrack began to play and I began to move forward:



I can't exactly describe how I felt. It was similar to that of tripping - but more intense.

I was moving forward without my doing. The street ahead of me was coming towards me.

I was about to fly straight through a billboard, but I wasn't afraid. I simply passed right through.

"Higher," I whispered.

Everything began to move faster. I zoomed out of the city and in the process left my body behind.

My consciousness was now flying warp speed through the Earth (que really fucking epic music).

I was flying so fast through country roads, wilderness paths, and scenic highways that I could only perceive them as the rapid progression of pictures. A billion pictures flew past my eyes per second.

"Take me higher," I dared.

I surpassed the warp speed that I was already traveling and my consciousness was risen into the universe.

In front of me was a massive black hole. It was beautiful.



Holy shit.

And I was flying towards it at warp speed.

Could I go any higher than this?

I felt my consciousness being ripped apart as I reached the singularity.

"Higher," I whispered, at the last moment possible.

The last thing I saw was a tear in either the fabric of the universe, or the fabric that held my mind together. Or both. It pulsated orange.

I woke up in my bed at my parent's house. I felt heavy.

But this still felt like a dream.

I got up out of bed to write this in my journal. The time on the clock kept changing. I had known it all along - I was still dreaming. Yet, I was very paranoid about forgetting the last dream that had just occurred.

I ran up the stairs. My mother was washing dishes.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

That was a really good question. What was I going to do now? I felt like nothing could surpass what had just happened, and I didn't want to forget it either.

"Maybe I'm just going to sit on the porch and enjoy nature or something," I asked.

"You have a lot you need to do, you shouldn't be wasting your time right now," she scorned.

"It's a dream," I flat out told her.

"One of these days you're just going to lose it," she warned.

I rolled my eyes and ignored her and proceeded to the porch.

There was a white rose growing against the warped siding. I sat down beside it. I could feel its warmth.

I wanted to experience again what happened earlier, but every time I tried I got a blazing headache. I decided to just let it be, and woke up for real.



I just reread through that again and I have to admit that my description of that dream does not do it any justice whatsoever...

It's a Trap!

I had just gotten off the bus. I was going to be late. It was dark and rainy.

A little boy saw me and asked if I could take him somewhere safe.

I wasn't sure where to go. I walked down the street with him. There was a building that I had never seen before, but it was an indoor play structure.

I decided to take him there. It was like the play structures from McDonald's, only it was much larger and more creative.

We went inside the building. It was full of kids. Instead of just the basics, the play structure was intense. It had thousands of different stories to it, making navigation almost impossible.

I told the boy that it was time to leave now and he followed me as we tried to find our way out.

We quickly realized though that there was someone following us...

Ronald McDonald was on our tail!

The conspiracy became apparent to me - Ronald McDonald used this play structure as a trap to lure in children, and when they arrived he would never let them leave!!



We crawled as fast as we could to try to escape, the entire time Ronald was crawling behind us, extending his hands and trying to grab us back in.

We were approaching the exit and the battle was becoming gruesome. I took the little boy in my arms and leaped out of the exit as fast as I could.

Ronald McDonald took one last leap as well and tried to grab ahold of my foot...But missed.

I'm a superhero!

Sleepy Sunday

I woke up from bed and went underneath the loft. I picked up my phone. Arrrrgh it was 5:51PM already WTF?!

Missed Monday

I was out and about on campus when I realized that I completely forgot to attend my German class. And today was supposed to be the day in which we presented our video for the class.

I texted my partner and asked him how it went, apologizing for my absence. He responded that the teacher hated our video.

I'm not sure what I meant, but in my dream journal I wrote "objectable."

Gangster Taxi Drivers

I was with my group for German. We were supposed to present today, but we were late and across town! We decided to call a taxi, even though it would be easier just to walk/run.

We accidentally got separated and had to ride in separate taxis to get to class. Unfortunately for me, the taxi drivers that picked me up were gangsters.

I got in the backseat and watched as the cost began to skyrocket. They had driven less than a few blocks when I told them that they could drop me off here at this dormitory instead.

I decided that I was going to eat lunch while I was there, and upon hearing that, they decided that they would join me.

Argh.

After lunch, they told me that they didn't want me to pay in cash.

They wanted me to pay in monopoly money.

For some reason, I had a few $1000 monopoly dollars on me, so I had to pay them $1500 for the cab ride.

Upon paying them, they also told me that next year the university was going to convert to using monopoly money for their finances, so they were building up their stock so they could get rich and cash out.

Tainted Tulips

I was eating lunch in one of the dining halls when I noticed that behind the building there was a pretty garden full of tulips.

After I finished eating, I went behind the building to check it out. There were paths and archways made out of flowers. It was so pretty.

But right beside the tulips there were gangs fighting.

A little later in the dream, my parents were here to pick me up, because apparently something chaotic was going on. I don't really remember what, but everyone was panicking and no one could leave the city because of the traffic of everyone evacuating.

Somehow, I got trapped in an orphanage. They were working out my papers when suddenly I notice that something is wrong.

People are hurrying through the rooms whispering something about a holocaust.

I start hearing people screaming in adjacent rooms, so I leave the administration room to investigate.

The rest of the building was in complete chaos. People were running around screaming and there were people with guns and knives and people were being shot and slain.

I went to the very top of the building in an attempt to avoid the scene that was occurring.

The top of the orphanage was reserved for very sick, possibly terminally ill, patients. Their rooms were dusty and the paint was peeling, but it seemed calmer here.

I sat down on the floor.

A nurse rushed into the room and began to try to move the patients onto a stretcher. When she picked up one of the women, I saw that the patient had not been moved in so long that her flesh was rotting off and turning black. Her muscles had atrophied as well.

As the nurse tried to move the neglected patient, the rotting flesh started peeling off. I watched as it flaked in giant clumps and fell to the floor.

Fencing Practice

Dread and I were at the movie theater. This somehow turned into watching some Asian men practice their fencing.

I was sitting way too close to them, but they didn't seem to care. One of their swords were red and it almost didn't seem real.

I was eating cereal as I watched them and one of them kept trying to make conversation with me. Because of this, he accidentally stabbed his partner in the eye, though it didn't seem to do much damage.

be a chemistry major they said...it will be fun they said...

Part of the Plan

An old friend and I were planning on going to India. She told me that she'd meet me there.

I was waiting around in one of the small towns. I noticed that there were some soldiers here too. A lot of people seemed to be waiting around, actually.

It was getting to be sunset and she still hadn't arrived. I decided to go walk around a little and explore the town.

I noticed that there were a disproportionate amount of people speaking English here. I walked into a cemetery where some people were playing frisbee.

I started talking to two girls in the cemetery. They were best friends. They told me that they were waiting for a bus that would take them back to the main city and that I should come with them, because it would be a lot of fun.

I decided to join them. We waited in the dark for about ten minutes waiting for the bus to arrive.

When the bus finally came I noticed that it had a European style to it. The girl with short blonde hair took the passenger seat and her best friend managed to squeeze in between her and the driver.

The passenger seat came equipped with a large array of controls. It was almost as if being the passenger was being the co-pilot.

The girls giggled and started pressing a bunch of buttons.

"Shield Activated!" A robotic voice announced.

I didn't know buses had shields...

"Ready for take off!"

What?!

"Hey do you still have the Vodka?" The girl who wasn't driving asked her friend.

"Yeah it's in the compartment behind the steering wheel, can you pour me some?"

"Of course!" Her friend replied.

The bus driver was no longer even present and we were ripping down lonely roads, apparently about to take this bus into flight.

"Where we going tonight?" She asked her friend.

"I thought we'd pay an ex a little visit."

"Are you really going to...?"

"Yes, it's all part of the plan. He won't even see it coming. He deserves it. He deserves to die!" She shouted.

Oh my Buddha. I'm trapped in the middle of nowhere in India at night on a flying bus and about to be apart of a murder mission. This is not what I had planned for a vacation.

I start thinking of ways that I can escape, but before I can arrive at any reasonable plan we have arrived at our destination.

It's a jail.

We walked inside and I noticed that the jail was organized by "Bro" levels. The first floor was for normal "bros," the second was for "broskis," the third for "brohans," and the very worst was reserved for the "brahs."

We went up to the worse level, which was presumably where her ex lived. As we walked past some of the rooms I saw that this wasn't a normal jail. The inmates had bags over their heads and were tied up to chairs and heavily sedated.

We arrived at the room where her ex resided. Everyone seemed really loopy, as if they were all drugged up on something. They weren't allowed to talk so they had to communicate by means of poking.

I tried to write my info on a visitor sheet, but I couldn't seem to remember my birthday...or anything else about me...

Not Doing too Much

I spent a lot of dream time doing pretty much nothing. In one part of the dream I was DDRing with a friend. The arrows had turned into bubbles and were overcrowding the screen.

In another part of the dream people kept giving me their phones to plug into my computer charger.

In the last part that I remember, I was talking to my friend about a video game that we had played. In the video game, you would infiltrate the Congress and attempt not to be seen. It was really difficult.

And I think I dreamed about Wolfwood, but I'm not sure where/how.

I don't think I got enough sleep last night to do any significant dreaming. I was studying for organic chemistry all night and finally fell asleep around 4am, then woke up at 6am for my exam.

If the first sign of craziness is going crazy in dreams then I'm screwed.

Cut Cut Slash Slash

I was in Dread's room. Dread, Jin, and I were watching TV.

I start hearing voices.

They are voices of demons talking to me telling me that they are going to kill my friends.

What the serious fuck?

The voices of the demons tell me that they are coming. They tell me that there are three of them and there isn't any escaping my fate. They will kill my friends and then me.

I want to leave.

Dread and Jin ask me what's going on, but I'm too ashamed to tell them.

I look around the room. I'm seeing faces everywhere. They don't exist but my mind is picking up on patterns and translating them into faces.

I see the face of a burnt doll in Dread's closet.



I want to leave now.

The doll smiles wickedly and tells me that it is the first demon and the more powerful of the other two.

Dread and Jin take me back to my parent's house, sensing that something wasn't right with me.

When I come home, I find that we are celebrating someone's birthday. I look out the window of the front porch and see two little kids playing together. They are probably three or four years old.

When my mom sees them, she invites them inside. I instantly sense that there is something malignant about these children. The little girl is playing with a lighter and the little boy is just standing there strangely.

My mom puts the cake on the table. The little girl takes out her lighter and tries to light the candles.

I'm freaking out. I'm convinced that the little girl is one of the demons that the voices had talked about, and that she is a pyromaniac and wants to light the house on fire so that people die.

Everyone is telling me to calm down but I can't. I want the two little children to leave. I want everyone to leave. I want to leave.

I feel like there's something wrong with my brain. I can't tell if I am so delusional that my reality is completely warped or if what I am experiencing is true intuition telling me to leave. Nothing makes sense anymore.

After the birthday party, the little girl kills Dread and Jin. At least that's what I perceived to happen.

I run down the stairs and tell my mother that I am leaving now. I can't take this anymore! I don't know where I am going but it at least won't be here!

She gives me a strange look.

I try to explain what just happened but she looks completely perplexed.

I'm not even sure of what just happened, but I'm in a total state of disarray.

I get in the car.

But not before checking it twice.

I'm completely paranoid that the little demon boy is following me. I'm still seeing faces everywhere so I can't tell what's real or not. I catch a glimpse of a face in the trunk. The little boy was trying to come along with me.

I removed him from the trunk. He then killed my mother.

If I wasn't experiencing a psychotic break before, I was now.

I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't know what was real or not. Voices were screaming at me and luring me into places. Everything wanted to kill me. I wanted to kill myself before the last demon could kill me.

I took a bottle of sleeping pills and laid down on my bed hoping it would all be over soon. I just wanted to die.

I watch as the last demon comes up to me. She has grown from her original doll size to the size of a large child. Her face still looks burnt and contorted.

I can't tell if I am hallucinating or not.

With a small burst of energy, I shove the remaining sleeping pills down her throat.

Fuck this. I don't feel like dying tonight.

I don't have any weapons except safety scissors. That'll do.

With all of my force, I stab the safety scissors into her skin. I can barely rip her skin. The safety scissors aren't sharp enough.

She laughs wickedly.

I shove her to the ground and start stabbing her with the scissors. I want to cut her heart out. I don't want this to be the way I die.

She just keeps laughing maniacally.

She tells me that even if I manage to kill her she will just come back for me again. And again. And again. And again.

She has been partially disfigured by the safety scissors but it's not enough. I'm feeling the effects of the pills. Shit. The pain began to build up and I was going in and out of consciousness while she continued to laugh.

Fuck you.

With the only energy I had remaining, I shoved the scissors through her heart. She was silenced.

And so was I.

I'm moving out soon, so I thought I'd post this here. Sort of for my sake. So maybe one day in the distant future I might find it again and smile or something.
My room at the beginning and through most of the year (Dream cartography at :15!) (click image):



My room now (click image):


incredibly comfy:



Study Abroad

I was doing my study abroad with Joe. We were sitting at a massive table and everyone was eating lunch. I was trying to listen to all the conversations in German.

One girl who was eating a sandwich kept repeating "weil weil weil weil" over and over again.

Cafe Music

I was with Linkzelda in a cafe. We were listening to music.

Bronchitis

I was at the hospital because for some reason I had bronchitis or something. They told me I was at the wrong place or something.

That's a freaky head. o.0

I still.can't get onto dreamvows on my normal internet though my friends. Seems to be working fine. I'm on my phone so sorry about the typos. I'll try again when I get home but the last time I tried.was this afternoon and it still wasn't working at all. Oh well ill try again tomorrow when I get home
<3

The grammar errors and typos of my previous post make me cringe. Anyways, DV seems to be working for me again.

I don't have much to post for the past few days though. I moved home from college and went raving, so I'm on little sleep.

Semester System

Dreamviews decided to switch over to the "semester system." Instead of being a normal forum, you would now have to subscribe to threads as if they were classes, and you could only do 5-6 at a semester, which lasted about four months.

They had a class that was literally called "strange porn." Since Dreamviews was now a physical institution, I walked in on this class at the wrong time.

About ten people were sitting around an HD television in awe. The movie was actually really artistic, but I had no idea what I was watching. It was two movies overlayed on each other and each had different plots. Both were claymation.

Karate Field Trip

I forgot some of this dream, but the main point of it was karate. My group kept traveling from school to school learning new karate moves. And some of them were really strange.