Haha, another failed WBTB [I couldn't manage to fall back asleep in one hour... what a pity]. The alarm clock scared the first set of dreams out of my head, but I do love my dream from afterwards... too bad I didn't get to see how it all turned out.
Dream-
It all starts out in my 9th grade English teacher's room. I find I have a 79.4 in his class while a friend of mine finds out she has a D. We're desperate to fix our grades and we attempt to make this weird pink people chain with certain writing on it for extra credit. Well, I find myself now in some school court in the gym. I've been framed for something and I don't care because I know I'm not guilty and it really didn't matter to me anymore.
I remember talking to someone about something that went like this, "If I had to die, I'd do it upside down." Person- "???" Me- "Well, it'd be a fun way to go" *shrugs*
I did a few other little things too like mess around with an electric code lock and ended up releasing either interestingly skin colored emo/goth people or spirits who got their bodies back.
Next thing I know I'm in the car with Maro-chan's sisters, MaeMae and Maya, and her mom. She drove us to a water park spot where all three of us [Maro-chan's mom didn't go] went into a slide pipe thing. It was green and the fall felt like an eternity, relaxing though, but it felt kind of melancholic.
Again, I find myself elsewhere [I'll skip the part where I get out of cerulean water and walk off somewhere], in another classroom, not allowed to weave because it's part of 'court order.'
"Please let me do it!" "No!" "I can do it!" "No!" "Fine..." And that's how I decided to leave that class. The funny thing was, the class wasn't even on school campus, it was right next to the alleyway. The building's exterior was bland, the part I was on was elevated since there were two sets of stairs, three stairs total. One stair set was at the bottom and was only about 3 steps long, there was a platform [not good at describing non-step part in between stair sets] where on the left and right there were a set of stairs. A sheriff waited for me on the right set of stairs since I was on the right half of the building.
He wouldn't budge, my guess was that he was waiting for me to make the first move. I would have sooner if I didn't fully take in my surroundings. On the left half of the stairs there was this semi-Gothic guy who had hurt his arm. He looked like he wanted to escape but couldn't either with the sheriff there. I looked across the alleyway to see a group of Gothic guys and a Lolita girl [all with black eyeliner and light colored hair] with a bunch of reishi mushrooms around them, they seemed to be looking at their injured pal. And me, being the nice person I am, mouthed off to the injured guy to run as I distracted the sheriff and miraculously escaped as well.
I picked up a reishi mushroom by my foot as payment, the Gothic group watching me the entire time. I bit into it, only to be grossed out by the puff of dried mushroom that clouded my face and fell to the ground. The sheriff was back on the hunt and I ran off into the streets where I luckily wasn't hit by anything [probably because I wasn't thinking that roads = cars but the roads = escape].
I was climbing up a slightly muddy cliff in attempts to one, escape the sheriff, and two, join a group of people who were searching for fresh reishi. [Trust me, the last half of my dream is all goth/reishi themed] I yelled out my request and their leader, a fast moving guy with brown hair, black eyeliner, black boots, and a nice trench coat. He said nothing but the answer appeared to be yes.
I eventually got the sheriff to stop following me since he was still trying to get me, I convinced him that since he knew I was innocent, I'd be out of his hair, and I'm not doing no one no harm, to let me go. I was getting close to becoming aware that I was dreaming but the rush of events afterwards made me forget.
After that we all jumped down from the cliff. We walked on a bit and the scene changed. Other reishi group members where explaining the goal of our group as we ran/jumped down a long set of stairs. "We're planning on going to Baja California to find some fresh ones, after all, it is the mushroom of immortality." "Yeah, we're all taking a stab at trying to find the elixir of life and it's more than likely that this mushroom is the key." They kept talking but I tuned them out. I was trying to catch up with the Boss since he was fast, I was fast, and it seemed fun at the time.
While we were jumping down stairs and eventually started jumping up stairs [balancing on metal poles and jumping off them and landing on other ones isn't so hard, at least in my dreams ^^] another group of reishi pursuers came after us. Now, no reishi group is an enemy to another for their goals are the one and the same, but when it comes to members, it can get vicious. The group that was after us was actually the people from before, the blond goths/Lolita [who were actually the German reishi group]. The person I saved was someone high up in their group, their leader I think or second in command, and they wanted me in their group. I don't know if it's because I saved him or just had traits that they liked, but they were chasing us down.
We came to the top floor, an office floor with loads of windows, blue-gray carpeting, and computers. Some of us went to the computers to book the flight for us [I was one of them], others went to hold off the others. Now, I'm not the best of geography, but Baja California was, in my dream, stuck to Mexico and in a direction that made it look like an upright banana... So yeah... The German reishi group did manage to break through and right when they were in my face I woke up, stupid light I need to get curtains....
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
05.29.07
Two dreams last night, couldn't do a WBTB, woke up and couldn't get back to sleep...
Dream 1-
I was at a hotel as an employee. It just so happened that I was in love with it's owner who was round about my age. He felt the same way but his mother wouldn't let us be together, probably because she felt I didn't really love him and was after the money. [Personally, I think this is my dream's strange take of a Taiwanese drama I'm watching] Honestly, there's not that much that happens. Just some stuff about worker point cashing, I can't even choose the things that I want since the mom was giving me this glare saying, "you better not pick anything that'll make him notice you or else." I tried not to but we always managed to catch each other's eyes, which later led to much unnecessary suffering on my behalf. She gave me the oddest jobs on Earth to do.
Dream 2-
I remember lots of running. I ran down a stair well and met a yellow bear, well, two bears. One was carrying a Coca~Cola that I held for him for a bit, the other was in a hallway mauling people, didn't harm me though. There's this random part in there about me going to a Dunkin' Donuts for donuts. There are some weird stuff that they're selling, I don't even have the slightest idea what to dub them. In this dream, there's also a part where I help another bear, this time confess its love to a librarian?!? And all of this is going on while everyone else is in a chaotic frenzy over something...
Dream 1-
I was at a hotel as an employee. It just so happened that I was in love with it's owner who was round about my age. He felt the same way but his mother wouldn't let us be together, probably because she felt I didn't really love him and was after the money. [Personally, I think this is my dream's strange take of a Taiwanese drama I'm watching] Honestly, there's not that much that happens. Just some stuff about worker point cashing, I can't even choose the things that I want since the mom was giving me this glare saying, "you better not pick anything that'll make him notice you or else." I tried not to but we always managed to catch each other's eyes, which later led to much unnecessary suffering on my behalf. She gave me the oddest jobs on Earth to do.
Dream 2-
I remember lots of running. I ran down a stair well and met a yellow bear, well, two bears. One was carrying a Coca~Cola that I held for him for a bit, the other was in a hallway mauling people, didn't harm me though. There's this random part in there about me going to a Dunkin' Donuts for donuts. There are some weird stuff that they're selling, I don't even have the slightest idea what to dub them. In this dream, there's also a part where I help another bear, this time confess its love to a librarian?!? And all of this is going on while everyone else is in a chaotic frenzy over something...
Friday, May 25, 2007
05.24.07
Two dreams last night and attempted a WBTB.
Dream 1-
I was looking for a summer job. There were alleyways and alleyways of stores in this indoor/outdoor mall. I kept running through it until I find myself in/at a sweets shop. I end up helping out with melting the sugar. I get burnt a lot and, since I'm semi-immune to those burns kind of burns [metal vs. flesh] it only stings and smarts for a bit. One thing I found interesting was that the mint leaves I poured into it turned into a green powder [it's way of melting?] and I stirred it in... that's all, nothing out of place, really.
Dream 2-
I was at school and it was over. I try to leave the dream style typical way which causes me issues since there was an interview going on and I didn't want to run past that camera [odd eh?]. So, with I my might I kept trying to remember how I left the school from the Biology room [my last class wasn't bio though so no wonder there was some clashing with my dream and real logic, dream logic won though...]. I try to leave another way, lost in thoughts of how come I'm leaving bio at the end of the day if geometry's my last class. A pink lollipop ends up distracting me as it bobbed in front of my face.
There was a hand attached to it and another that opened it. There, in front of me was what I'd call a modern day greaser or a slickster. Cute, but very dangerous. Against all of my real life logic, I follow him and am introduced to some shady figures. Fookin, Time bomb, and someone else. See? Obviously people I should run from when not lucid. Obviously I'm a slow person for I don't start to run from them until later on when they start to follow me. It's all a bit blurry from there. I do know that I noticed that my typical path out of school looked altered and was close to becoming lucid again, but the fear of rape and focus of 'run' kept me from it. If only I listened to the red lights in my head when that lollipop came... my dream self is very scary at times. I insulted some cheerleaders along the way [semi-intentional]. They were bragging about how their ribbons were bigger than mine, no duh if you're seniors and I'm not, it has nothing to do with being a cheerleader! They were talking about how cheer leading would bring them far in life. I scoffed and mentally spat, "and IB's full of turtle-brained kids." I ended up running again, not from the cheerleaders, but because I remembered that there was still danger. At the end, Time bomb ends up saving my life [a childish looking boy with messy blond hair and devious blue eyes] he took two metal caps and shot them off, which led to a bomb going off and saving my hide. Lucky me ^^
Dream 1-
I was looking for a summer job. There were alleyways and alleyways of stores in this indoor/outdoor mall. I kept running through it until I find myself in/at a sweets shop. I end up helping out with melting the sugar. I get burnt a lot and, since I'm semi-immune to those burns kind of burns [metal vs. flesh] it only stings and smarts for a bit. One thing I found interesting was that the mint leaves I poured into it turned into a green powder [it's way of melting?] and I stirred it in... that's all, nothing out of place, really.
Dream 2-
I was at school and it was over. I try to leave the dream style typical way which causes me issues since there was an interview going on and I didn't want to run past that camera [odd eh?]. So, with I my might I kept trying to remember how I left the school from the Biology room [my last class wasn't bio though so no wonder there was some clashing with my dream and real logic, dream logic won though...]. I try to leave another way, lost in thoughts of how come I'm leaving bio at the end of the day if geometry's my last class. A pink lollipop ends up distracting me as it bobbed in front of my face.
There was a hand attached to it and another that opened it. There, in front of me was what I'd call a modern day greaser or a slickster. Cute, but very dangerous. Against all of my real life logic, I follow him and am introduced to some shady figures. Fookin, Time bomb, and someone else. See? Obviously people I should run from when not lucid. Obviously I'm a slow person for I don't start to run from them until later on when they start to follow me. It's all a bit blurry from there. I do know that I noticed that my typical path out of school looked altered and was close to becoming lucid again, but the fear of rape and focus of 'run' kept me from it. If only I listened to the red lights in my head when that lollipop came... my dream self is very scary at times. I insulted some cheerleaders along the way [semi-intentional]. They were bragging about how their ribbons were bigger than mine, no duh if you're seniors and I'm not, it has nothing to do with being a cheerleader! They were talking about how cheer leading would bring them far in life. I scoffed and mentally spat, "and IB's full of turtle-brained kids." I ended up running again, not from the cheerleaders, but because I remembered that there was still danger. At the end, Time bomb ends up saving my life [a childish looking boy with messy blond hair and devious blue eyes] he took two metal caps and shot them off, which led to a bomb going off and saving my hide. Lucky me ^^
Thursday, May 24, 2007
05.24.07
I was going to do a WBTB, but I forgot to set the alarm and slept straight through the night...
Dream-
I was at some place for some sort of month long competition. It was really odd, they stick you out in the middle of nowhere, then they took us to a supermarket where we could buy anything so long as each of us did not go over a $3000 limit. I took a rice basket [not the typical kind, one that I think I've seen the the Philippines before, it was more like a bowl shaped version of this- http://www.siamese-style.com/RiceTosserThb.jpg] and began to fill my basket with vegetables, a steak, and other ingredients for me to cook with. At one point I left my basket unattended. My stuff was stolen and when I reported it to the money providers, they replaced all of my missing goods. [I was thinking that if it were a dream they'd do that and they did, but I didn't take the hint...] My roommate was supposed to watch it but as you can guess, he didn't.
Later on in the dream I find myself arguing with Rai-chan and Kev over sake bottles and cups. He wanted red, she wanted something else, and I wanted young jade ones. In the end I won. I ended up camping out in the supermarket with them... So over all, it was a random dream.
Dream-
I was at some place for some sort of month long competition. It was really odd, they stick you out in the middle of nowhere, then they took us to a supermarket where we could buy anything so long as each of us did not go over a $3000 limit. I took a rice basket [not the typical kind, one that I think I've seen the the Philippines before, it was more like a bowl shaped version of this- http://www.siamese-style.com/RiceTosserThb.jpg] and began to fill my basket with vegetables, a steak, and other ingredients for me to cook with. At one point I left my basket unattended. My stuff was stolen and when I reported it to the money providers, they replaced all of my missing goods. [I was thinking that if it were a dream they'd do that and they did, but I didn't take the hint...] My roommate was supposed to watch it but as you can guess, he didn't.
Later on in the dream I find myself arguing with Rai-chan and Kev over sake bottles and cups. He wanted red, she wanted something else, and I wanted young jade ones. In the end I won. I ended up camping out in the supermarket with them... So over all, it was a random dream.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
05.22.07
Fragments of dreams, all of which I remember one thing [lately, my dreams seem to have motifs in them, or at least a recurring element in each dream, Sunday was water, last night, my clothes, purse, and folder I dumped in place of my school bag]. Maybe this was caused from not enough meditation and my mom pouring too much lavender on me [she kidnapped me to do it too, I was just trying to go to bed when, whoosh! But that's not a dream so it doesn't belong on this blog...]
Each time I was leaving my bedroom. Maybe these dreams were false awakening? I'm not sure. There's too little evidence for me to determine that... Anyways, Each time I was leaving my bedroom and everything looked the way it should, albeit my purse, tarepanda sushi folder, and clothes were at the edge of my closet door. I thought nothing much of it, since I remembered putting it there last night. But each time I found myself coming back to my room. In the last dream I thought, "Wasn't I in here before doing the same thing? Maybe I'm losing it... or maybe I'm dreaming..." No chance to reality check. You guessed it. My alarm, which I won't be setting for quite some time, woke me up!
Each time I was leaving my bedroom. Maybe these dreams were false awakening? I'm not sure. There's too little evidence for me to determine that... Anyways, Each time I was leaving my bedroom and everything looked the way it should, albeit my purse, tarepanda sushi folder, and clothes were at the edge of my closet door. I thought nothing much of it, since I remembered putting it there last night. But each time I found myself coming back to my room. In the last dream I thought, "Wasn't I in here before doing the same thing? Maybe I'm losing it... or maybe I'm dreaming..." No chance to reality check. You guessed it. My alarm, which I won't be setting for quite some time, woke me up!
Monday, May 21, 2007
05.21.07
05.19.07
One lucid... very short one that went as quickly as it came.
I was staying at a friend's place, Maro-chan's. In this dream she had a little brother named Geki. I'll start from the part where I randomly become lucid. "Freeze!" I had frozen Maro-chan and someone else so I could leave with them. I asked some DC guardian if I could leave the breakfast table, they said yes. [While I'm at it, I know that this dream won't leave me in peace until I say this; the water fountain in my neighborhood was right behind the dining table even though we were inside... weird, now that I've said that, maybe the fountain will stop plaguing my mind] My grandfather tried to distract me, so I froze him to. I was determined to see what a dream private school looked like. I yelled undo to unfreeze them, only to minutes later refreeze them. I froze them so I could summon her little brother, who really... was actually older than me, it's confusing, all of our ages were messed with...
We walk to school and I begin to lose lucidity as I focus on Geki's appearance. 'He's not Zeki, is he?' I pondered. 'No.' I concluded as I noticed how richly colored his golden hair was, not platinum enough. And his eyes weren't silver disks, more like cerulean orbs. His hairstyle was just right though, short hair everywhere but the back where it made a natural ponytail.
Once at school, I noticed how bright and white it was... I wasn't the happiest. I met some of my upperclassmen, and man, did they dress skimpily... Twas a sad sight. So I went back outside. They had a market now outside, it was about 7 or so. I looked at all they had, which was Oriental snacks and comic/artwork. I gazed at the delicate inked works, mainly FMA, some just plain out detailed and unknown to me. A small piece of Hersey's dark chocolate was $3, one caffeinated cough drop the same size as the choco bar was $6. I woke up before I had a chance to try one, but I did chat with Geki for a bit...
Dream-
05.20.07
Dream One-
In a building, slowly filling up with water, I stood. Gazing down at the scene below where my fiance [DC, I had a feeling that he wasn't human] was getting married. It wasn't to me, it was to another woman. They had assumed me dead and taken an arranged bride as replacement. I would have jumped down and stopped the wedding, but I noticed a fox girl chained to a portion of a wall already underwater. I tried to get down to save her but a yellow sprite saved her in my stead. My fiance noticed the commotion and jumped over, not to the ditsy fox girl, but to me. I convince him that I'm not dead and we kiss, thee end.
Dream Two-
I'm at a private high/middle school, white walls, looks so familiar... trying to call my crush on a nice, literally all-in-one, cellphone. It was black, sleek, slim, and utterly filled with too many buttons and options. I end up at my own school, in a portable-like room with Ken and a few other classmates there. I had a rival, she was everything I wasn't. Cool, quick, etc., etc. Ken reassured me that he didn't like girls who were like her and nor would my crush. The portable floods, the ceiling rises, the portables float, and we just spend our [well my entire] dream quarrelling over my crush and what kind of girl guys like.
Dream Three-
The flood has ended. It's rainy and dreary. There's a church I longed to enter but it wasn't open to the public so I left it be. We went to an area with free cake that modeled the future city's landscape. "If you want to leave your mark here write down you're name" is what the guy cutting the cake kept bleating. I did. Then I got bored and threw a pencil at some guy. It hit him with the same effects of Cupid's arrow.
"Who threw that? She was pretty and I think I've fallen for her," he said.
"You should hide," Faye advised me. So I did. He didn't find me. Lucky me.
One lucid... very short one that went as quickly as it came.
I was staying at a friend's place, Maro-chan's. In this dream she had a little brother named Geki. I'll start from the part where I randomly become lucid. "Freeze!" I had frozen Maro-chan and someone else so I could leave with them. I asked some DC guardian if I could leave the breakfast table, they said yes. [While I'm at it, I know that this dream won't leave me in peace until I say this; the water fountain in my neighborhood was right behind the dining table even though we were inside... weird, now that I've said that, maybe the fountain will stop plaguing my mind] My grandfather tried to distract me, so I froze him to. I was determined to see what a dream private school looked like. I yelled undo to unfreeze them, only to minutes later refreeze them. I froze them so I could summon her little brother, who really... was actually older than me, it's confusing, all of our ages were messed with...
We walk to school and I begin to lose lucidity as I focus on Geki's appearance. 'He's not Zeki, is he?' I pondered. 'No.' I concluded as I noticed how richly colored his golden hair was, not platinum enough. And his eyes weren't silver disks, more like cerulean orbs. His hairstyle was just right though, short hair everywhere but the back where it made a natural ponytail.
Once at school, I noticed how bright and white it was... I wasn't the happiest. I met some of my upperclassmen, and man, did they dress skimpily... Twas a sad sight. So I went back outside. They had a market now outside, it was about 7 or so. I looked at all they had, which was Oriental snacks and comic/artwork. I gazed at the delicate inked works, mainly FMA, some just plain out detailed and unknown to me. A small piece of Hersey's dark chocolate was $3, one caffeinated cough drop the same size as the choco bar was $6. I woke up before I had a chance to try one, but I did chat with Geki for a bit...
Dream-
05.20.07
Dream One-
In a building, slowly filling up with water, I stood. Gazing down at the scene below where my fiance [DC, I had a feeling that he wasn't human] was getting married. It wasn't to me, it was to another woman. They had assumed me dead and taken an arranged bride as replacement. I would have jumped down and stopped the wedding, but I noticed a fox girl chained to a portion of a wall already underwater. I tried to get down to save her but a yellow sprite saved her in my stead. My fiance noticed the commotion and jumped over, not to the ditsy fox girl, but to me. I convince him that I'm not dead and we kiss, thee end.
Dream Two-
I'm at a private high/middle school, white walls, looks so familiar... trying to call my crush on a nice, literally all-in-one, cellphone. It was black, sleek, slim, and utterly filled with too many buttons and options. I end up at my own school, in a portable-like room with Ken and a few other classmates there. I had a rival, she was everything I wasn't. Cool, quick, etc., etc. Ken reassured me that he didn't like girls who were like her and nor would my crush. The portable floods, the ceiling rises, the portables float, and we just spend our [well my entire] dream quarrelling over my crush and what kind of girl guys like.
Dream Three-
The flood has ended. It's rainy and dreary. There's a church I longed to enter but it wasn't open to the public so I left it be. We went to an area with free cake that modeled the future city's landscape. "If you want to leave your mark here write down you're name" is what the guy cutting the cake kept bleating. I did. Then I got bored and threw a pencil at some guy. It hit him with the same effects of Cupid's arrow.
"Who threw that? She was pretty and I think I've fallen for her," he said.
"You should hide," Faye advised me. So I did. He didn't find me. Lucky me.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
05.17.07
One dream. A bit choppy, there were parts that just skipped out on me, but in total it was three days. Too bad I can't remember all three days from start to finish, that would've been great.
Dream-
I think we were in Japan, that or China. That or a very convincingly realistic China/Japan town. All three days I went shopping with two friends. Maro-chan was there at one point and so was Ken. The two friends that were always with me were DCs.
Each day overall went like this; hang out at the outdoor bar next to the road, shop around, stop by at a bakery for some buns for lunch. Each day was unique in its own sense and there were points where I was questioning the reality of the dream ['Was I dreaming?' 'Is this a dream?' etc.].
On day one, the only clear feature was that we split the taxi fare and decided not to use one again, it wasn't worth it.
On day two we went into a gift shop were my two DCs became Ken and Maro-chan. I saw the overpriced goods and couldn't blame Ken for blurting out, "$6 for a key chain?!? No way!" So we left without buying anything.
The last day was by far my most vivid point of the dream where I was most aware of the secenry and all. We chatted with the bar owners and I goofed around, we talked about something unusual...but it's all a blur now... As we walked to the bakery, a strange woman came by and stared at me. With her fan, she motioned for me to come to her. The DCs didn't want to go, but I did, so I yelled out, "I'll catch up with you later," and followed her. I found myself in a room that apparently was dedicated to Inari, the important rice/fox god that is celebrated in November in Kyoto, Japan. [I think that's caused by me staring at Inari statues Maro-chan printed for her business project, though I find it a funny coincidence that Inari is celebrated around the time of, maybe even on, my birthday]
The fallen half human half Inari statue in the center of the indented floor looked life-like with its claws grasping the air. The tapestry to its right hung with a such majesty it left me awe-struck. The rest of the room was lavished in silk curtains, cushions, and decorations. I thought I saw something move from the corner of my eye so I turned around to face the Inari-human statue again. It came to life. I wasn't shocked, though that's not unusual for me in my dreams [a lack of shock]. He explained the situation to me, about the Inari god, who actually was a goddess, his duty to protect her, the offer for me to become an Inari god[dess] and take her place.
I was so close to becoming lucid as thoughts flew through my mind, "Why would she need to stop being a goddess? Is this some sort of scheme to benefit themselves? Wait, people can't become gods... though they might still believe in them since they're not a monotheistic religion... so does that make these gods demons?" If I only had focused on the first part about people not being able to become gods, I would have become lucid. He never got my answer though. The alarm clock beat me to it.
Dream-
I think we were in Japan, that or China. That or a very convincingly realistic China/Japan town. All three days I went shopping with two friends. Maro-chan was there at one point and so was Ken. The two friends that were always with me were DCs.
Each day overall went like this; hang out at the outdoor bar next to the road, shop around, stop by at a bakery for some buns for lunch. Each day was unique in its own sense and there were points where I was questioning the reality of the dream ['Was I dreaming?' 'Is this a dream?' etc.].
On day one, the only clear feature was that we split the taxi fare and decided not to use one again, it wasn't worth it.
On day two we went into a gift shop were my two DCs became Ken and Maro-chan. I saw the overpriced goods and couldn't blame Ken for blurting out, "$6 for a key chain?!? No way!" So we left without buying anything.
The last day was by far my most vivid point of the dream where I was most aware of the secenry and all. We chatted with the bar owners and I goofed around, we talked about something unusual...but it's all a blur now... As we walked to the bakery, a strange woman came by and stared at me. With her fan, she motioned for me to come to her. The DCs didn't want to go, but I did, so I yelled out, "I'll catch up with you later," and followed her. I found myself in a room that apparently was dedicated to Inari, the important rice/fox god that is celebrated in November in Kyoto, Japan. [I think that's caused by me staring at Inari statues Maro-chan printed for her business project, though I find it a funny coincidence that Inari is celebrated around the time of, maybe even on, my birthday]
The fallen half human half Inari statue in the center of the indented floor looked life-like with its claws grasping the air. The tapestry to its right hung with a such majesty it left me awe-struck. The rest of the room was lavished in silk curtains, cushions, and decorations. I thought I saw something move from the corner of my eye so I turned around to face the Inari-human statue again. It came to life. I wasn't shocked, though that's not unusual for me in my dreams [a lack of shock]. He explained the situation to me, about the Inari god, who actually was a goddess, his duty to protect her, the offer for me to become an Inari god[dess] and take her place.
I was so close to becoming lucid as thoughts flew through my mind, "Why would she need to stop being a goddess? Is this some sort of scheme to benefit themselves? Wait, people can't become gods... though they might still believe in them since they're not a monotheistic religion... so does that make these gods demons?" If I only had focused on the first part about people not being able to become gods, I would have become lucid. He never got my answer though. The alarm clock beat me to it.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
05.16.07
I had one long, odd but good, lucid dream. I was lucid but not to the extent that I could be aware that I could teleport out of this mess and/or completely change things around, I went along with the storyline the whole time.
I find myself in a lab/university in Mecca. I was running from someone when I noticed the strange chalk green ink everyone was writing in. I believe that's what slowly made me lucid. 'It's like in a dream," I thought, "They can't have ink as grand as that." And with that, I ran from my pursers.
I came to a hallway with a fork in the road. "Well, if this is a dream, either way I go will lead me to an airport." And wa-la! Airport I find myself in. I get onto a plane and get off in the US, in a mall. "I must be dreaming," I thought, recognizing the mall as the same one I was in a month or so ago. The same walls made of fancy quartz, granite, and marble made me feel all happy inside. I hung out with some DC friends a bit. One kept getting annoyed at me floating and yelled, "Michelle stop it! I don't like you being taller than me." O.O They obviously didn't take my abilities as a shocker as what other people seem to deal with. That was a shocker.
I was getting bored though. So I thought, "Since this is a dream, those people will fly here too and end up here..." I didn't even fully finish my thoughts. Suited men were already marching out of a door [with granite walls]. Crap, they were US government people after me. I technically didn't get here illegally but I guess that's not what the guys in Mecca told them.
So I did the natural non-creative thing to do. Run. I ran until I was out to the parking lot. I set off sensors that made all the cars in my area put up giant yellow smiley faces. I almost freaked out. So I ran back inside to my home. Yes, I focused more on the door than the mall and it worked, I was in my apartment. They couldn't get in, all because that's what I kept on thinking as I locked the door.
So, a bit later, while I was on the computer searching for something to do with wolves, a friend of mine asks me something. I ignore it though because someone responded to my posts. Next thing I know, I'm wearing some snazzy black and white jazz-ish/Gothic [a perfect mix of] suit. I look down at my feet to find one sneaker and one black and white dancing shoe. I liked the shoe's design so I make the other one poof into a matching left shoe. Yay me!
I fly down to the door. Open it. Close it. People were still out there and I didn't remember anything about teleporting. So I fly back upstairs and chat with Ken and some friends. I try again later and there are a bunch of kids right outside my door. I tell them to shoo then say, "That's why I don't like the door light on, you never know what it might attract." I close the door and feel myself waking up. It was a good dream, I just wish I remembered my lucid goals, but at least I kept my focus.
I find myself in a lab/university in Mecca. I was running from someone when I noticed the strange chalk green ink everyone was writing in. I believe that's what slowly made me lucid. 'It's like in a dream," I thought, "They can't have ink as grand as that." And with that, I ran from my pursers.
I came to a hallway with a fork in the road. "Well, if this is a dream, either way I go will lead me to an airport." And wa-la! Airport I find myself in. I get onto a plane and get off in the US, in a mall. "I must be dreaming," I thought, recognizing the mall as the same one I was in a month or so ago. The same walls made of fancy quartz, granite, and marble made me feel all happy inside. I hung out with some DC friends a bit. One kept getting annoyed at me floating and yelled, "Michelle stop it! I don't like you being taller than me." O.O They obviously didn't take my abilities as a shocker as what other people seem to deal with. That was a shocker.
I was getting bored though. So I thought, "Since this is a dream, those people will fly here too and end up here..." I didn't even fully finish my thoughts. Suited men were already marching out of a door [with granite walls]. Crap, they were US government people after me. I technically didn't get here illegally but I guess that's not what the guys in Mecca told them.
So I did the natural non-creative thing to do. Run. I ran until I was out to the parking lot. I set off sensors that made all the cars in my area put up giant yellow smiley faces. I almost freaked out. So I ran back inside to my home. Yes, I focused more on the door than the mall and it worked, I was in my apartment. They couldn't get in, all because that's what I kept on thinking as I locked the door.
So, a bit later, while I was on the computer searching for something to do with wolves, a friend of mine asks me something. I ignore it though because someone responded to my posts. Next thing I know, I'm wearing some snazzy black and white jazz-ish/Gothic [a perfect mix of] suit. I look down at my feet to find one sneaker and one black and white dancing shoe. I liked the shoe's design so I make the other one poof into a matching left shoe. Yay me!
I fly down to the door. Open it. Close it. People were still out there and I didn't remember anything about teleporting. So I fly back upstairs and chat with Ken and some friends. I try again later and there are a bunch of kids right outside my door. I tell them to shoo then say, "That's why I don't like the door light on, you never know what it might attract." I close the door and feel myself waking up. It was a good dream, I just wish I remembered my lucid goals, but at least I kept my focus.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
05.15.07
I know I had more than one dream last night... three in reality. Two normal, one lucid.
Dream One-
I remember some strange things. I was in space watching the world turn from a globe to a 2D circle to an Iced over Earth... Aside from that, no real memories...
Dream Two-
Something with a relative blue hedgehog of Sonic, I'm don't know, he did look cool though near the end. He was running through the stars with a thin and transparent veil/scarf on him, it looked cool seeing him fly by. I saw him stop in mid-air, after passing a non-existent check point, he was shimmering gold and the scene was just so pretty... I woke up right then and there... goodness, maybe taking melatonin's killing my dream recall? I can't remember anything before then but I know there was something. I'll try not to take it tonight then...
Dream Three-
I went back to sleep [a ten minute dream... I only slept in from 5:30 to 5:41 so more or less ten minutes] and was thrust into a church. The priest was there and though I wanted to sit in the back shrine I ended up sitting in the main sanctuary for mass. There I found a little girl, no older than 3, who kept wanting me to entertain her. I did. And when I tried to pay attention to mass, she wanted more attention. Out of the blue, without even one reality check, I was lucid, aware that I shouldn't have to babysit some stranger's daughter.
So I stopped entertaining her. I tried to pay attention to mass, out of curiosity of what it was on, but kept on thinking "Does this mean I'll have to make a church tab for my dream blog?" Near the end I thought, "Aw crap, if I sleep in any longer I'm going to be late for school," and woke up... Oh well, it was nice while it lasted. Even if it was in a stuffy, crowded church with an oddball child. I know I did see a purple pterodactyl earlier in that dream... I was in the shrine talking to the priest before mass. I paid no mind to it 'because the church had high ceilings.' Haha, that's honestly amusing.
Dream One-
I remember some strange things. I was in space watching the world turn from a globe to a 2D circle to an Iced over Earth... Aside from that, no real memories...
Dream Two-
Something with a relative blue hedgehog of Sonic, I'm don't know, he did look cool though near the end. He was running through the stars with a thin and transparent veil/scarf on him, it looked cool seeing him fly by. I saw him stop in mid-air, after passing a non-existent check point, he was shimmering gold and the scene was just so pretty... I woke up right then and there... goodness, maybe taking melatonin's killing my dream recall? I can't remember anything before then but I know there was something. I'll try not to take it tonight then...
Dream Three-
I went back to sleep [a ten minute dream... I only slept in from 5:30 to 5:41 so more or less ten minutes] and was thrust into a church. The priest was there and though I wanted to sit in the back shrine I ended up sitting in the main sanctuary for mass. There I found a little girl, no older than 3, who kept wanting me to entertain her. I did. And when I tried to pay attention to mass, she wanted more attention. Out of the blue, without even one reality check, I was lucid, aware that I shouldn't have to babysit some stranger's daughter.
So I stopped entertaining her. I tried to pay attention to mass, out of curiosity of what it was on, but kept on thinking "Does this mean I'll have to make a church tab for my dream blog?" Near the end I thought, "Aw crap, if I sleep in any longer I'm going to be late for school," and woke up... Oh well, it was nice while it lasted. Even if it was in a stuffy, crowded church with an oddball child. I know I did see a purple pterodactyl earlier in that dream... I was in the shrine talking to the priest before mass. I paid no mind to it 'because the church had high ceilings.' Haha, that's honestly amusing.
Monday, May 14, 2007
05.14.07
My dream recall's returned! I'm seriously celebrating over this. I've had, 8 dreams in the past three nights. I'll post 6 of them. Though, I think I've had more but they don't count because they're only fragments now...
05.12.07-
I found myself staring at my school books. "I've had it here the whole time," I pondered. I was staring at it's pink, black, and white heart cover. Praise the Lord. My history book has been found. [FYI, a jerk stole my books Friday and I found the last one, history book, today, that's $68 I won't need to pay] I grabbed it and went off to school. Later on, I seem to regain extreme awareness and find Tao in my English class with a green textbook he got from my English teacher. The rest was all chatting and stupid stuff...
The next dream's an odd blur of ordinary things.
05.13.07-
The last dream I had then reminded me of why, before I bothered to try to be lucid [I kept trying to kill my dream recall back then], I had been an insomniac. Though I'm certain "40 year Old Virgin" can't cause someone to dream of a horrific dream, I'd be happier to think that it was the cause since nothing I did that day could have caused such a dream.
I'll start off with the more normal of the three [well, only posting two, one of them is currently confusing me on details...]. I'm at an optometrist's clinic. I came only to learn how to drain cataracts the ancient way, using hollowed out needles and draining it out of that person's eyes. The doctor's boring and ranting on and on over stupid things... I start to play around with a button a classmate gave me as a souvenir from the thingy she went to. I find two large, needle shaped holes in the button. All I can think of then is, "Oh crap, how am I going to explain this to her? She's going to kill me. Maybe if I don't focus on it, it'll go away." Wonderful dream logic.
Here's my scary dream... Not as gory as past... 'dreams,' but still, it scared the shit out of me. An accordion style bridge to my right [it's hard to explain], railroad tracks in front of me, flooded marsh/swamp water everywhere. A white wooden house up front. A white brick building to the right. I shouldn't have ignored it's hint. Big bold red letters, "FAMILY DEITY."
"Oookay then," I thought. I wasn't going to this party by will. My dad made me go. So where was he? The monster. Left me there to suffer. But that's getting ahead of myself. Step, step step, step. Into the house I went. The words, conversion party, popped into my mind, I decided I'd try to be the person in the corner who wouldn't say anything. But... I was thirsty.
I took a quick trek to the kitchen. I didn't like the women there, they gave me the creeps. I wouldn't drink their weird pink punch, so I drunk a blue lemonade with glitter in it.
I had 3rd POV visions came through a little later. It was then I learned to be afraid. It showed a guy named Ken. He had come to this party a week before. Died that same week. So did the guys that came with him. He drank and partied like his friends did. Later that night, for he spent it there, he woke up, slick and sweaty from a fever. He came downstairs to where other people were.
A childish woman felt him and commented, "He's so slick he's like a mudslide~" His knees gave way and he was the center of their attention. He was sitting up. Then the terror began. A different woman began to scratch away at his chest and abdomen. Flesh peeled off, the blood had, possibly due to his body temperature, coagulated and gave his body a rotten sort of look. Others began to tear away until steaming organs were visible. The gore was everywhere, Ken, their hands. They kept crowding him. He was too sick to seem to react. The visions ended there.
I found myself running, they kept saying scary stuff. "Convert!" Their demonic leader shouted. I didn't scream, only ran. At one point, I fell and the leader woman [one of the two in the kitchen] got down to my level. She thrust her face down onto a fire. It burnt away to the bone, her face nothing more than smoked skull and dried blood near where the living flesh was. She laughed at me. I found the energy to get back up and run again.
Soon after, I found a safe place to recollect my fragmenting sanity. I felt icky after all that. And thought, if I couldn't get out here alive, I might as well calm down and go clean. So I took a shower. In the bathroom, I found a short little girl about 5-7 years old. Long blond hair. She was just as scared as me. I mentally decided to protect her so I took with me to bathe. I tried to do stuff to get our minds off of the horror nearby. But, in doing so, our uncontrolled giggles made too much noise. They found us out. They broke through the door. They took her away. Those people looked more like zombies than the scary satanic/occult people. I ended up being taken away with them.
We all left the house. I found myself clothed. I saw the girl in one piece. The 'zombies' were actually Ken and his pals, the black things I mistook for rotting flesh was actually pieces of Gothic font that peeled and floated off. I felt relief. The other people soon flooded out the front door. My fear was staunched by Ken, who had somehow, with his words, gotten them to calm down and let us go. Some had numbers on their head like "676" or "668." I purposely stopped focusing on it so they;d disappear and I wouldn't find a 666 on one of them [which would only freak me out after all that adrenaline left in my system].
The girl pushed a switch and we left in an Escape on a raft to the city. They were all cheery, and aside from the building that said , "Be Silenced" in blue on another brick white building a good distance away, I was completely calm with Ken and the rest of my saviors there. The last thing I remember was Ken saying, "Here, I'll enter Taro-Champion into the next horse race for you to make up for it," to one of his friends. In a sense, I'm happy I woke up before another bad dream started up with my mind slightly in the mindset to expect one.
05.14.07-
Three here that are all relatively fine.
One about me fighting some strange jelly like monster with lots of wriggly tentacles and stuff. I fight, run, look for things to kill it with. Yeah, honestly, there was little chatting with others, my though pattern went the same as my previous sentence, and nothing really happened to the monster.
Another had to do with Naruto... I was talking to Naruto asking about what he ate. He said ramen so I asked if he tried Kakashi's "finest curry" that's really yummy. He said no. I said never mind, remembering what I went through to get food... that better have been some good curry for what I endured...
School again... My English teacher found my history book for me! I tried to thank him but he said it was in the Spanish room, so I ran off to get it... Then I met up with some friends and we talked about relationships and kissing. i ended up kissing someone... not sure who (O.O'') but I think I'll live, their lips were a bit on the dry side though...
05.12.07-
I found myself staring at my school books. "I've had it here the whole time," I pondered. I was staring at it's pink, black, and white heart cover. Praise the Lord. My history book has been found. [FYI, a jerk stole my books Friday and I found the last one, history book, today, that's $68 I won't need to pay] I grabbed it and went off to school. Later on, I seem to regain extreme awareness and find Tao in my English class with a green textbook he got from my English teacher. The rest was all chatting and stupid stuff...
The next dream's an odd blur of ordinary things.
05.13.07-
The last dream I had then reminded me of why, before I bothered to try to be lucid [I kept trying to kill my dream recall back then], I had been an insomniac. Though I'm certain "40 year Old Virgin" can't cause someone to dream of a horrific dream, I'd be happier to think that it was the cause since nothing I did that day could have caused such a dream.
I'll start off with the more normal of the three [well, only posting two, one of them is currently confusing me on details...]. I'm at an optometrist's clinic. I came only to learn how to drain cataracts the ancient way, using hollowed out needles and draining it out of that person's eyes. The doctor's boring and ranting on and on over stupid things... I start to play around with a button a classmate gave me as a souvenir from the thingy she went to. I find two large, needle shaped holes in the button. All I can think of then is, "Oh crap, how am I going to explain this to her? She's going to kill me. Maybe if I don't focus on it, it'll go away." Wonderful dream logic.
Here's my scary dream... Not as gory as past... 'dreams,' but still, it scared the shit out of me. An accordion style bridge to my right [it's hard to explain], railroad tracks in front of me, flooded marsh/swamp water everywhere. A white wooden house up front. A white brick building to the right. I shouldn't have ignored it's hint. Big bold red letters, "FAMILY DEITY."
"Oookay then," I thought. I wasn't going to this party by will. My dad made me go. So where was he? The monster. Left me there to suffer. But that's getting ahead of myself. Step, step step, step. Into the house I went. The words, conversion party, popped into my mind, I decided I'd try to be the person in the corner who wouldn't say anything. But... I was thirsty.
I took a quick trek to the kitchen. I didn't like the women there, they gave me the creeps. I wouldn't drink their weird pink punch, so I drunk a blue lemonade with glitter in it.
I had 3rd POV visions came through a little later. It was then I learned to be afraid. It showed a guy named Ken. He had come to this party a week before. Died that same week. So did the guys that came with him. He drank and partied like his friends did. Later that night, for he spent it there, he woke up, slick and sweaty from a fever. He came downstairs to where other people were.
A childish woman felt him and commented, "He's so slick he's like a mudslide~" His knees gave way and he was the center of their attention. He was sitting up. Then the terror began. A different woman began to scratch away at his chest and abdomen. Flesh peeled off, the blood had, possibly due to his body temperature, coagulated and gave his body a rotten sort of look. Others began to tear away until steaming organs were visible. The gore was everywhere, Ken, their hands. They kept crowding him. He was too sick to seem to react. The visions ended there.
I found myself running, they kept saying scary stuff. "Convert!" Their demonic leader shouted. I didn't scream, only ran. At one point, I fell and the leader woman [one of the two in the kitchen] got down to my level. She thrust her face down onto a fire. It burnt away to the bone, her face nothing more than smoked skull and dried blood near where the living flesh was. She laughed at me. I found the energy to get back up and run again.
Soon after, I found a safe place to recollect my fragmenting sanity. I felt icky after all that. And thought, if I couldn't get out here alive, I might as well calm down and go clean. So I took a shower. In the bathroom, I found a short little girl about 5-7 years old. Long blond hair. She was just as scared as me. I mentally decided to protect her so I took with me to bathe. I tried to do stuff to get our minds off of the horror nearby. But, in doing so, our uncontrolled giggles made too much noise. They found us out. They broke through the door. They took her away. Those people looked more like zombies than the scary satanic/occult people. I ended up being taken away with them.
We all left the house. I found myself clothed. I saw the girl in one piece. The 'zombies' were actually Ken and his pals, the black things I mistook for rotting flesh was actually pieces of Gothic font that peeled and floated off. I felt relief. The other people soon flooded out the front door. My fear was staunched by Ken, who had somehow, with his words, gotten them to calm down and let us go. Some had numbers on their head like "676" or "668." I purposely stopped focusing on it so they;d disappear and I wouldn't find a 666 on one of them [which would only freak me out after all that adrenaline left in my system].
The girl pushed a switch and we left in an Escape on a raft to the city. They were all cheery, and aside from the building that said , "Be Silenced" in blue on another brick white building a good distance away, I was completely calm with Ken and the rest of my saviors there. The last thing I remember was Ken saying, "Here, I'll enter Taro-Champion into the next horse race for you to make up for it," to one of his friends. In a sense, I'm happy I woke up before another bad dream started up with my mind slightly in the mindset to expect one.
05.14.07-
Three here that are all relatively fine.
One about me fighting some strange jelly like monster with lots of wriggly tentacles and stuff. I fight, run, look for things to kill it with. Yeah, honestly, there was little chatting with others, my though pattern went the same as my previous sentence, and nothing really happened to the monster.
Another had to do with Naruto... I was talking to Naruto asking about what he ate. He said ramen so I asked if he tried Kakashi's "finest curry" that's really yummy. He said no. I said never mind, remembering what I went through to get food... that better have been some good curry for what I endured...
School again... My English teacher found my history book for me! I tried to thank him but he said it was in the Spanish room, so I ran off to get it... Then I met up with some friends and we talked about relationships and kissing. i ended up kissing someone... not sure who (O.O'') but I think I'll live, their lips were a bit on the dry side though...
Thursday, May 10, 2007
05.10.07
One wild dream last night... so close to becoming lucid! Too bad I didn't think too deeply about everything then....
Dream-
I was at a stage/scene for a movie, acting with a popular [non-existent] model/actor, Ren something. I leading-lady and at the floral/garden scene [the last scene for the day] was were the dream started.
"I'm sorry," he pushed me away, "But if you love me, you won't leave it with a 'I'll try,' you'll have to prove it to me that you can do it." Cut! That's a wrap. Somehow... those lines were more than just script, he really meant what he said to me. I was shocked, maybe a bit hurt [the dream suggests that we are close as friends/actors and that I have crush on him, go figure...].
I went to go put away and organize my makeup that was strewn all over the wet sidewalk, for not only was I an actor, but a make-up artist as well. That was what he was talking about, me improving on those skills. I slowly put away my supplies, Ren had left already to a quiet place and most of the crew was gone, so it left me with a comfortable atmosphere for pondering.
"Can you help me on this?" I asked an acquaintance.
"I'll help you, but on those things you'll have to decide on your own, you won't get anywhere if I tell you what to choose and how to get there." I was mildly surprised, but it wasn't the first time a DC's told me something meaningful or insightful, so I passed it off as me being awake [though I did think about how she knew what I was thinking about].
I left, heading off to meet some friends on a college campus. "You should really take some classes," one advised. "But it'd be better if you went to one that you could hear and not be seen, you don't want anyone to notice you." After that, one of my friends complained about Cora [a fake aunt of mine] for stealing her man [age 88 O.O, though Cora told me he was 96 O.O"].
I went to Cora, who was at the entrance of a make-up class building/seminar place. "This sucks, I tried to listen in from the AC, and they kicked me out," she whined as I eyed the white AC vent on the wall. So much for a class... "
"You really should call *friend*, she's not happy with you." Cora was devastated. I left with her desperately trying to dial that friend's number on her phone.
I went to the mall in hopes of getting free advice on applying make-up on others at some stores. No go. I ended up window shopping at a strange store with an odd cashier.
"You'll have to wait until I'm done serving Michelle here," the woman snapped at a pretty and kind looking dirty blond girl. I felt bad... Then, to make matters worse, when the cashier asked if I wanted a shortcake, we both answered but she only listened to me... So I told the girl she could have it. But hat was no strawberry shortcake. In it was peanuts, pineapples, whipped cream, strawberries, and some other unnameable substances. I've never had one before, so I didn't think much of it. Though, when I realized there were peanuts in it, I wasn't shocked, but only mildly surprised. [Though, if I had eaten it, I would have either, A) died and the dream would end or, B) realized I was dreaming and become lucid]
Ken suddenly appeared and poked the 'shortcake' [like I did earlier] and worried whether or not I ate some. I told him no and we celebrated for a bit. I left the store, fed up and unwilling to pay for the lethal 'thing.' My mom was there by then and was frustrated, I had no clue why... I woke up before I found out... kind of depressing...
Dream-
I was at a stage/scene for a movie, acting with a popular [non-existent] model/actor, Ren something. I leading-lady and at the floral/garden scene [the last scene for the day] was were the dream started.
"I'm sorry," he pushed me away, "But if you love me, you won't leave it with a 'I'll try,' you'll have to prove it to me that you can do it." Cut! That's a wrap. Somehow... those lines were more than just script, he really meant what he said to me. I was shocked, maybe a bit hurt [the dream suggests that we are close as friends/actors and that I have crush on him, go figure...].
I went to go put away and organize my makeup that was strewn all over the wet sidewalk, for not only was I an actor, but a make-up artist as well. That was what he was talking about, me improving on those skills. I slowly put away my supplies, Ren had left already to a quiet place and most of the crew was gone, so it left me with a comfortable atmosphere for pondering.
"Can you help me on this?" I asked an acquaintance.
"I'll help you, but on those things you'll have to decide on your own, you won't get anywhere if I tell you what to choose and how to get there." I was mildly surprised, but it wasn't the first time a DC's told me something meaningful or insightful, so I passed it off as me being awake [though I did think about how she knew what I was thinking about].
I left, heading off to meet some friends on a college campus. "You should really take some classes," one advised. "But it'd be better if you went to one that you could hear and not be seen, you don't want anyone to notice you." After that, one of my friends complained about Cora [a fake aunt of mine] for stealing her man [age 88 O.O, though Cora told me he was 96 O.O"].
I went to Cora, who was at the entrance of a make-up class building/seminar place. "This sucks, I tried to listen in from the AC, and they kicked me out," she whined as I eyed the white AC vent on the wall. So much for a class... "
"You really should call *friend*, she's not happy with you." Cora was devastated. I left with her desperately trying to dial that friend's number on her phone.
I went to the mall in hopes of getting free advice on applying make-up on others at some stores. No go. I ended up window shopping at a strange store with an odd cashier.
"You'll have to wait until I'm done serving Michelle here," the woman snapped at a pretty and kind looking dirty blond girl. I felt bad... Then, to make matters worse, when the cashier asked if I wanted a shortcake, we both answered but she only listened to me... So I told the girl she could have it. But hat was no strawberry shortcake. In it was peanuts, pineapples, whipped cream, strawberries, and some other unnameable substances. I've never had one before, so I didn't think much of it. Though, when I realized there were peanuts in it, I wasn't shocked, but only mildly surprised. [Though, if I had eaten it, I would have either, A) died and the dream would end or, B) realized I was dreaming and become lucid]
Ken suddenly appeared and poked the 'shortcake' [like I did earlier] and worried whether or not I ate some. I told him no and we celebrated for a bit. I left the store, fed up and unwilling to pay for the lethal 'thing.' My mom was there by then and was frustrated, I had no clue why... I woke up before I found out... kind of depressing...
Saturday, May 5, 2007
05.05.07
Happy Cinco de Mayo [to those who celebrate it]! I had one, well, maybe more dreams [only bits of them]. I was trying to do a MILD, as advised by Squall, but I forgot about it after I awoke from my first dream cycle [heheheh, sorry] and turned off my alarm and went back to sleep...
Dream[s?]-
The first tid bit had to do with me browsing Dreamviews and surfing the web in my room. I only remembered it thanks to talking to a friend about dreams today and it's fading out fast... I got it! I was surfing the web because I finally decided to search and memorize algorithms for the Rubik's cubes a friend of mine is obsessed with [he went crazy when our English teacher stole it from him and held it for two weeks just to see how the addict would fair].
Another part, I was messing with 'a' Rubik's cube. Well, it was more of three cubes stuck together in a line and you needed to get all the sides the same [I'm guessing the non-showing sides too]. I was getting frustrated since I could only remember the algorithm half-way through. Pwirrip came by and took it from me and with several quick turns, he managed to solve it. I was shocked and he shrugged it off. I convinced myself it was done quickly since I was only half done.
Later on, I was in a school with a bunch of catty, plain out bitchy cheer leading bullies that made me their next target. In the showering rooms, they framed me for acid-washing the floor tiles away to reveal the moldy grime below. I was peeved that others would believe them over me. Then, my Bath&Body Works body wash disappeared, it was a lavender/musk type. It was wearing on my patience... I went looking everywhere in the shower room with only a towel on in search of my soap. I think the fact that I didn't take the three others I found [same brand], mango, tropical, and vanilla/sugar, shows either that my preferences are making things harder on myself or I'm being too picky...
In the shower room, once I gave up on the search to finish showering, a dream friend came in. She needed my help. I, though the whole place was filled with showers, pulled out a blue tube top for her from a closet rack to my left.
The dream changed soon after. I was in the city and some sort of strange thing occurred. It's really hard for me to put it in the right words... After that, the world became like a big, lovey-dovey RPG video game. It wasn't long after that I woke up, but these series of dreams, I'll admit it, they aren't all one big dream, are interesting. I think tonight I'll try either a WBTB or MILD [again].
Dream[s?]-
The first tid bit had to do with me browsing Dreamviews and surfing the web in my room. I only remembered it thanks to talking to a friend about dreams today and it's fading out fast... I got it! I was surfing the web because I finally decided to search and memorize algorithms for the Rubik's cubes a friend of mine is obsessed with [he went crazy when our English teacher stole it from him and held it for two weeks just to see how the addict would fair].
Another part, I was messing with 'a' Rubik's cube. Well, it was more of three cubes stuck together in a line and you needed to get all the sides the same [I'm guessing the non-showing sides too]. I was getting frustrated since I could only remember the algorithm half-way through. Pwirrip came by and took it from me and with several quick turns, he managed to solve it. I was shocked and he shrugged it off. I convinced myself it was done quickly since I was only half done.
Later on, I was in a school with a bunch of catty, plain out bitchy cheer leading bullies that made me their next target. In the showering rooms, they framed me for acid-washing the floor tiles away to reveal the moldy grime below. I was peeved that others would believe them over me. Then, my Bath&Body Works body wash disappeared, it was a lavender/musk type. It was wearing on my patience... I went looking everywhere in the shower room with only a towel on in search of my soap. I think the fact that I didn't take the three others I found [same brand], mango, tropical, and vanilla/sugar, shows either that my preferences are making things harder on myself or I'm being too picky...
In the shower room, once I gave up on the search to finish showering, a dream friend came in. She needed my help. I, though the whole place was filled with showers, pulled out a blue tube top for her from a closet rack to my left.
The dream changed soon after. I was in the city and some sort of strange thing occurred. It's really hard for me to put it in the right words... After that, the world became like a big, lovey-dovey RPG video game. It wasn't long after that I woke up, but these series of dreams, I'll admit it, they aren't all one big dream, are interesting. I think tonight I'll try either a WBTB or MILD [again].
Friday, May 4, 2007
05.04.07
One more odd dream to add to my list of random dreams. It's starting to get frustrating, these super realistic dreams [not a bad thing] that have some freaky things happen that I just pass off as normal. Stupid brain-dead dream-self.
I remember this part distinctly, what happened before seems to have escaped my grasp. I've been skipping school and am at some strange woman's place. She has short blond hair and was somewhere in her forties. She let me use her computer where I kept going onto this odd blog [can't remember the name]. It had sailor blue and white for the color scheme. When I ask or tell her something her responses always were, "you should have Zinfandel, it's a nice white wine," or something else just as irrelevant to the topic. [I believe this has to do with my second trip to Publix yesterday...]
I leave and spot a load giant tomatoes I had planted and grown. The smallest one would be about the size of an extremely fat goose egg. I gave her the biggest one, a red heart shaped one [the kind that look like two plants grown in as one] a little green at the bottom and sides. It wasn't any heavier than a regular sized tomato.
When I return to a home [I'm guessing it was mine], I see a bagillion little kids running around the place dressed in dark greens and blues. [I think I counted 96] I got frustrated and returned to the weird woman's place, soon waking up afterwards to a few loud knocks on the door.
I remember this part distinctly, what happened before seems to have escaped my grasp. I've been skipping school and am at some strange woman's place. She has short blond hair and was somewhere in her forties. She let me use her computer where I kept going onto this odd blog [can't remember the name]. It had sailor blue and white for the color scheme. When I ask or tell her something her responses always were, "you should have Zinfandel, it's a nice white wine," or something else just as irrelevant to the topic. [I believe this has to do with my second trip to Publix yesterday...]
I leave and spot a load giant tomatoes I had planted and grown. The smallest one would be about the size of an extremely fat goose egg. I gave her the biggest one, a red heart shaped one [the kind that look like two plants grown in as one] a little green at the bottom and sides. It wasn't any heavier than a regular sized tomato.
When I return to a home [I'm guessing it was mine], I see a bagillion little kids running around the place dressed in dark greens and blues. [I think I counted 96] I got frustrated and returned to the weird woman's place, soon waking up afterwards to a few loud knocks on the door.
Thursday, May 3, 2007
05.03.07
Two dreams... I liked the first one better, much more adventurous but, they were both vivid in detail so it's fine. [PS- I'm taking a break from the V8, I'm the kind of dreamer who believes that the moon affects dream cycles so since I've always had better dreams during this time of the moon and now I'm not I'm going to see if it's better without the V8.]
Dream One-
I'm in a forest with Kakashi [goodness whens the last time I watched or read this stuff... months... but it is chocked full of healthy action ^^] Up in a tree, who can anyone expect to find but a snake! How terrible for us it was Orochimaru and not a literal snake... With three energy draining cuts, Kakashi managed to cut him up [after scaring me and assumed that he was hanging from the tree, dead]
Kakashi leaves and the volleyball and white mask [remnants of Orochimaru] stay with me as the forest turns into my apartment. I take the liberty of ridding my home with this random white pieces of junk and throw them through walls and buildings until I'm certain no one could put him back together again.
Later on I go to the kitchen sink and find a quarter at drain. I did a retake, noticing that Washington looked really odd and suspicious, like one you'd find on some parody show. When I did a retake, two dorama [I can't remember how to spell it or it's real name, it's an odd Japanese figure of a man with two white eyes, you draw one eye in when you have wish, the other when it's completed] eyes were on it, one was colored in. I had no time to scream. There were no shouts. Before I could even grasp the situation, I was possessed by Orochimaru [I'm guessing now that each cut made one piece of himself, that one happened to contain his mind].
Before I know it, he;s forced me to go to the neighborhood party where all the other ninjas will be. I tried to fight him. But my words obviously didn't faze him. We [more like him in my body] end up dancing, just so that 'I' don't look odd and don't catch on to him. After dancing I complained that I better get good compensation for this [no one can really put you at fault for being possessed by a guy way stronger than you, right?].
Guess what? He gives me a beef empanada. I [well he made me] take a bite. [Somehow he managed to freeze my movements so that he could leave in disguise to get me one] It's delicious and I almost forget that this is his compensation. I stop eating after that and get so pissed after I stopped wondering if my classmate would make these Friday [see I can connect things to real life events]. As a punishment, I'm stuck watching my neighbors be critiqued by American Idol's judges [a show I can't stand].
Dream Two-
I leave the place [I consider this another dream because all things from before now just seem to disappear from the dream and all existence]. Byran, C, and Ri follow me out. C gives me a quarter to get 'food' from a dispenser for the empty turtle pond. It turns out to be a pond water soaked mango seed. My reaction? I smile like a dope and get all cheery over the mango seed.
On the way to my home, I try to kiss Bryan on the cheek and stop when Ri claims that I shouldn't because she bit him on the lip when they kissed. That just made me sick. "What, does she have STDs or something," I wondered as I reached my home. [Though I don't actually like that guy in real life, so gross].
At my front door were Rice man and a classmate, S [so obvious that every thing's been pseudo-nized]. They both have ducklings with them, S's is in a fish bowl. I show them in and S mistakes my dorm-like entrance to be my entire home. I prove her otherwise, showing to more yellow walled rooms [a color a dislike] with cold terrazzo floors. I show her the for bathrooms and five bedrooms, and my uncle J who's oddly enough living in my home. We sit on some chairs in the hallway and I notice how odd her duck looks. It kept turning more and more yellow and more fleshy looking. It shrunk in size until it was dead, little mass of shiny/fleshy duckling that was melting into the water. "Don't tell Rice man about this," she told me. Then I woke up.
Dream One-
I'm in a forest with Kakashi [goodness whens the last time I watched or read this stuff... months... but it is chocked full of healthy action ^^] Up in a tree, who can anyone expect to find but a snake! How terrible for us it was Orochimaru and not a literal snake... With three energy draining cuts, Kakashi managed to cut him up [after scaring me and assumed that he was hanging from the tree, dead]
Kakashi leaves and the volleyball and white mask [remnants of Orochimaru] stay with me as the forest turns into my apartment. I take the liberty of ridding my home with this random white pieces of junk and throw them through walls and buildings until I'm certain no one could put him back together again.
Later on I go to the kitchen sink and find a quarter at drain. I did a retake, noticing that Washington looked really odd and suspicious, like one you'd find on some parody show. When I did a retake, two dorama [I can't remember how to spell it or it's real name, it's an odd Japanese figure of a man with two white eyes, you draw one eye in when you have wish, the other when it's completed] eyes were on it, one was colored in. I had no time to scream. There were no shouts. Before I could even grasp the situation, I was possessed by Orochimaru [I'm guessing now that each cut made one piece of himself, that one happened to contain his mind].
Before I know it, he;s forced me to go to the neighborhood party where all the other ninjas will be. I tried to fight him. But my words obviously didn't faze him. We [more like him in my body] end up dancing, just so that 'I' don't look odd and don't catch on to him. After dancing I complained that I better get good compensation for this [no one can really put you at fault for being possessed by a guy way stronger than you, right?].
Guess what? He gives me a beef empanada. I [well he made me] take a bite. [Somehow he managed to freeze my movements so that he could leave in disguise to get me one] It's delicious and I almost forget that this is his compensation. I stop eating after that and get so pissed after I stopped wondering if my classmate would make these Friday [see I can connect things to real life events]. As a punishment, I'm stuck watching my neighbors be critiqued by American Idol's judges [a show I can't stand].
Dream Two-
I leave the place [I consider this another dream because all things from before now just seem to disappear from the dream and all existence]. Byran, C, and Ri follow me out. C gives me a quarter to get 'food' from a dispenser for the empty turtle pond. It turns out to be a pond water soaked mango seed. My reaction? I smile like a dope and get all cheery over the mango seed.
On the way to my home, I try to kiss Bryan on the cheek and stop when Ri claims that I shouldn't because she bit him on the lip when they kissed. That just made me sick. "What, does she have STDs or something," I wondered as I reached my home. [Though I don't actually like that guy in real life, so gross].
At my front door were Rice man and a classmate, S [so obvious that every thing's been pseudo-nized]. They both have ducklings with them, S's is in a fish bowl. I show them in and S mistakes my dorm-like entrance to be my entire home. I prove her otherwise, showing to more yellow walled rooms [a color a dislike] with cold terrazzo floors. I show her the for bathrooms and five bedrooms, and my uncle J who's oddly enough living in my home. We sit on some chairs in the hallway and I notice how odd her duck looks. It kept turning more and more yellow and more fleshy looking. It shrunk in size until it was dead, little mass of shiny/fleshy duckling that was melting into the water. "Don't tell Rice man about this," she told me. Then I woke up.
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