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....
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007
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 ^^
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.
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...
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
04.25.07
Ah!!!! Today's been a brain-dead day for me. I put 04.24.07 on all of my school papers today. I couldn't stay awake in Bio. And I couldn't remember anything about geometric means in Geometry. My cold [though almost gone] has robbed me of my brains!!! Aside from that, it's all been good.
Yesterday I took a two hour nap and when I woke up, I mistook it for being the next day [since I did do a RC and it didn't work], my dad was there and he tried to trick me into believing that it was Wednesday after he tried to tell me a few times that it was Tuesday. I almost threw a pillow at him... then he forced me to take meds. And with me, I hate modern medicine only when I have to use it because it kills off my dream recall... So I only had one non-lucid dream last night, I think I might have met Zeki too, but Zeki's not a teacher so... [FYI, Zeki's a character from a story I'm currently writing upon request of a close friend]
Dream-
I open the door to find two very strange people. One had short black hair in a bowl cut fashion, another had long creamy brown hair tied back. They said that they were my guardians or something to that effect, and I believed them. Funny thing was, when they followed me back to my room, I was watching a cartoon drama series with those two in it. I demanded an explanation, they gave it to me [but I forgot it...]
So, it appeared that no one else but me could see these two... spirits? They weren't human, but I don't think that they were dead. So, there's a book on them as well that I happen to toss into my school bag and go to school.
At school, one of my teacher's dumps me on that school's pervy [but hot] English teacher. He had blond hair tied back with a black tie [what's it with guys in my dreams having long hair, this isn't ancient China or old Japan or anything], a white lab coat, either blue or silver [if it was silver then that has to be Zeki] eyes. He was grading my paper, which oddly enough was on those two spirits/guys. He didn't question my writing, but there were a lot of red comments on my [barely] two pages of typed work.
"I'll finish this up and take you home," he sighed. Knowing that he was a pervert, I somehow snuck my way out of there and walked home. On the way home, I opened up the book on them, and started editing the stuff.
Those edits went into effect. When I wanted them to stay at a stump with a mini house and mini crop farm, the one with brown hair happily shrunk down to accommodate the size of his home, ran into the home, came back with a hoe, and began to work on the farm-land until he had grown mini-corn which he jovially chowed down on. I laughed and decided that I'd keep them for a bit longer [though it's not like they're pets...]
When I returned home, I sprinted off to my computer to load all the most recent episodes of that series so I could see if anything like that would happen to me. My computer wouldn't let it load, I got frustrated... And then I woke up, remembering that I'd be late for school if I slept in any longer. Blah, well, it's no doubt, school is certainly a reoccurring dream sign [probably because it's only going to last for another three-four weeks].
Yesterday I took a two hour nap and when I woke up, I mistook it for being the next day [since I did do a RC and it didn't work], my dad was there and he tried to trick me into believing that it was Wednesday after he tried to tell me a few times that it was Tuesday. I almost threw a pillow at him... then he forced me to take meds. And with me, I hate modern medicine only when I have to use it because it kills off my dream recall... So I only had one non-lucid dream last night, I think I might have met Zeki too, but Zeki's not a teacher so... [FYI, Zeki's a character from a story I'm currently writing upon request of a close friend]
Dream-
I open the door to find two very strange people. One had short black hair in a bowl cut fashion, another had long creamy brown hair tied back. They said that they were my guardians or something to that effect, and I believed them. Funny thing was, when they followed me back to my room, I was watching a cartoon drama series with those two in it. I demanded an explanation, they gave it to me [but I forgot it...]
So, it appeared that no one else but me could see these two... spirits? They weren't human, but I don't think that they were dead. So, there's a book on them as well that I happen to toss into my school bag and go to school.
At school, one of my teacher's dumps me on that school's pervy [but hot] English teacher. He had blond hair tied back with a black tie [what's it with guys in my dreams having long hair, this isn't ancient China or old Japan or anything], a white lab coat, either blue or silver [if it was silver then that has to be Zeki] eyes. He was grading my paper, which oddly enough was on those two spirits/guys. He didn't question my writing, but there were a lot of red comments on my [barely] two pages of typed work.
"I'll finish this up and take you home," he sighed. Knowing that he was a pervert, I somehow snuck my way out of there and walked home. On the way home, I opened up the book on them, and started editing the stuff.
Those edits went into effect. When I wanted them to stay at a stump with a mini house and mini crop farm, the one with brown hair happily shrunk down to accommodate the size of his home, ran into the home, came back with a hoe, and began to work on the farm-land until he had grown mini-corn which he jovially chowed down on. I laughed and decided that I'd keep them for a bit longer [though it's not like they're pets...]
When I returned home, I sprinted off to my computer to load all the most recent episodes of that series so I could see if anything like that would happen to me. My computer wouldn't let it load, I got frustrated... And then I woke up, remembering that I'd be late for school if I slept in any longer. Blah, well, it's no doubt, school is certainly a reoccurring dream sign [probably because it's only going to last for another three-four weeks].
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
04.24.07
...And I say this unto thee "dreaming and ill are two words that should never be used together" they cause for bad results. I remember two of my dreams but I know I had more. I had no dreams from my nap because I think I was only half-asleep [for 2+ hours].
Dream 1-
I'm at a mix of my middle school and my assigned High school It was near the dram department and I ran into an old pal, Matto. I wanted to act in one of his plays but he wouldn't let me. "Only drama club members can enter this play" he said.
"So can I see one of your plays?" He took me to stage which projected a life-like copy of him dancing as Pan [Greek goat-boy; representation of my myth skit?]. It made me just so happy to listen to him play the flute and clap his hooves together. I never realized I was dreaming but I was quite content and enjoyed the performance with all the forest stumps and mushrooms that set the scene.
Dream Two-
I willed this one away because I became lucid right before my alarm clock went off and the first thought that came to my head was "Hell No! There is no way I'm going to want to remember such a preppy dream." So I forgot it. I know that I couldn't see in that dream [or at least remember doing so] and all I heard were preppy people talk to me about trivial things.
I'm feeling better today but that's the last time I let anyone other than myself prepare the tea to steam myself with. There was so much eucalyptus that it burned my throat raw and made me cry buckets...
Dream 1-
I'm at a mix of my middle school and my assigned High school It was near the dram department and I ran into an old pal, Matto. I wanted to act in one of his plays but he wouldn't let me. "Only drama club members can enter this play" he said.
"So can I see one of your plays?" He took me to stage which projected a life-like copy of him dancing as Pan [Greek goat-boy; representation of my myth skit?]. It made me just so happy to listen to him play the flute and clap his hooves together. I never realized I was dreaming but I was quite content and enjoyed the performance with all the forest stumps and mushrooms that set the scene.
Dream Two-
I willed this one away because I became lucid right before my alarm clock went off and the first thought that came to my head was "Hell No! There is no way I'm going to want to remember such a preppy dream." So I forgot it. I know that I couldn't see in that dream [or at least remember doing so] and all I heard were preppy people talk to me about trivial things.
I'm feeling better today but that's the last time I let anyone other than myself prepare the tea to steam myself with. There was so much eucalyptus that it burned my throat raw and made me cry buckets...
Friday, April 20, 2007
04.20.07
"It's just one of those days where you don't wanna wake up, " [Limp Bisket, He Said She Said] that's how I can sum up this day and those dreams. Even if I had never known what today would bring me, I'd have rather slept on and figured out who he was... Ah well, can't do nothing 'bout life but live in it.
Three dreams, no lucids, woke up twice only did a RC on the last one to find I was awake to my disappointment [too early for me to be up on a school-free day].
Dream One-
The details are fuzzy because I didn't try to recall it when I first woke up nor did I take note son it. But I know this much, there was a store that I didn't want to go into, I was in there in the dream and I was afraid if we [I'll elaborate in a bit] went in, he would make both of us stay for longer than was in my comfort zone.
The guy who was with me was only a year or two older than myself. He dressed in either some private school uniform or an expensive semi-formal business suit. He was tall, I think he wore glasses and he had dark semi-long hair for a guy that gave off an intelligent vibe. I don't remember his face, I'm not sure if I ever looked at it.
Near the end of the dream, we passed by the store again, it must have been late afternoon/early evening, the sun was making its descent to set. "So you going to give me my gift," he said [or something along those lines]. He hinted that since I still hadn't got him one [it might have been his B-day or our anniversary, I could tell that we were close but not how close] we should go into that store. I held on tightly to his arm, not wanting to go, and grabbed a clear red aromatherapy lotion, it looked like it was from Bath and Body Works. I couldn't have been nearly as high on the financial scale as him because I cringed when the sticker showed "11.06" [no dollar marks or bar code]. I passed it to him, and I think he just gave me some sort of smile before it faded.
Dream Two- I left some school room [this has been a school that I've been gong to often now in my dreams, a mix of my High school and middle school with all those strange little extras] were my middle school office should have been. I was in some form of a hurry as I pulled out a phone [razor I think ,I know it wasn't my ancient piece of junk].
"Hurry up, Ho/Chico's after me" came in my car pool's voice [I was taking them home and yes I couldn't tell if it was Ho or Chico].
I was at the front of the school and saw Ho in orange nearby and Chico on the opposite side being his usual silly self [but boy he can punch hard, evidence was what he did to my carpool yesterday, what weird guys ^^]
I walked past the gondola stop and ignored it [only been in one other school dream before]. I found the car and started diving off, I had forgotten about my carpool.
Here's where my dream gets odd. 6x3x4 foot mini pools were all over the road next to a warehouse where some Filipinas were painting cars and dong odd car stuff stood nearby. I tried to dodge all this stuff, only taking the holes as odd and not the whole situation itself as odd.
I end ditching the car once I drive through all those obstacles and go back to the school's gondola chute. I throw stuff into it as some sort of strange RC. I really was trying to see if it was a dream like with the last gondola chute related dream since when I did it in that dream the current reversed and everything came back to me. It failed, so I walked off and found the peculiar looking gap between the white walls.
I tried to walk into between but I got stuck and saw more of the gondola chute and thought ,"gee, this would be a sad place to die" and I either died or the dream ended.
Dream Three-
The guy from dream One was there again. I can't remember anything until near the end and even that's not as clear and crisp as I wish it was. There was a blond guy with him, no idea what he wore because the room wasn't as well lit as I would need to distinguish the dark walls and furniture with clothes. The guy from dream one said something like, "Are you nervous to serve me" or something like that when he noticed that I was uneasy. For an odd reason, I tried to mentally conjugate that into Spanish though it'd take little thought. He offered me his hand and I woke up. There was a window next to him but the possible wine red velvet curtain blocked out most of the light.
And that is another reason not to eat McDonald's, it causes weird dreams [though I'm not sure if that's what affected my dreams].
Three dreams, no lucids, woke up twice only did a RC on the last one to find I was awake to my disappointment [too early for me to be up on a school-free day].
Dream One-
The details are fuzzy because I didn't try to recall it when I first woke up nor did I take note son it. But I know this much, there was a store that I didn't want to go into, I was in there in the dream and I was afraid if we [I'll elaborate in a bit] went in, he would make both of us stay for longer than was in my comfort zone.
The guy who was with me was only a year or two older than myself. He dressed in either some private school uniform or an expensive semi-formal business suit. He was tall, I think he wore glasses and he had dark semi-long hair for a guy that gave off an intelligent vibe. I don't remember his face, I'm not sure if I ever looked at it.
Near the end of the dream, we passed by the store again, it must have been late afternoon/early evening, the sun was making its descent to set. "So you going to give me my gift," he said [or something along those lines]. He hinted that since I still hadn't got him one [it might have been his B-day or our anniversary, I could tell that we were close but not how close] we should go into that store. I held on tightly to his arm, not wanting to go, and grabbed a clear red aromatherapy lotion, it looked like it was from Bath and Body Works. I couldn't have been nearly as high on the financial scale as him because I cringed when the sticker showed "11.06" [no dollar marks or bar code]. I passed it to him, and I think he just gave me some sort of smile before it faded.
Dream Two- I left some school room [this has been a school that I've been gong to often now in my dreams, a mix of my High school and middle school with all those strange little extras] were my middle school office should have been. I was in some form of a hurry as I pulled out a phone [razor I think ,I know it wasn't my ancient piece of junk].
"Hurry up, Ho/Chico's after me" came in my car pool's voice [I was taking them home and yes I couldn't tell if it was Ho or Chico].
I was at the front of the school and saw Ho in orange nearby and Chico on the opposite side being his usual silly self [but boy he can punch hard, evidence was what he did to my carpool yesterday, what weird guys ^^]
I walked past the gondola stop and ignored it [only been in one other school dream before]. I found the car and started diving off, I had forgotten about my carpool.
Here's where my dream gets odd. 6x3x4 foot mini pools were all over the road next to a warehouse where some Filipinas were painting cars and dong odd car stuff stood nearby. I tried to dodge all this stuff, only taking the holes as odd and not the whole situation itself as odd.
I end ditching the car once I drive through all those obstacles and go back to the school's gondola chute. I throw stuff into it as some sort of strange RC. I really was trying to see if it was a dream like with the last gondola chute related dream since when I did it in that dream the current reversed and everything came back to me. It failed, so I walked off and found the peculiar looking gap between the white walls.
I tried to walk into between but I got stuck and saw more of the gondola chute and thought ,"gee, this would be a sad place to die" and I either died or the dream ended.
Dream Three-
The guy from dream One was there again. I can't remember anything until near the end and even that's not as clear and crisp as I wish it was. There was a blond guy with him, no idea what he wore because the room wasn't as well lit as I would need to distinguish the dark walls and furniture with clothes. The guy from dream one said something like, "Are you nervous to serve me" or something like that when he noticed that I was uneasy. For an odd reason, I tried to mentally conjugate that into Spanish though it'd take little thought. He offered me his hand and I woke up. There was a window next to him but the possible wine red velvet curtain blocked out most of the light.
And that is another reason not to eat McDonald's, it causes weird dreams [though I'm not sure if that's what affected my dreams].
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
04.18.07
Four dreams, one false awakening, two I spent my time talking away with people and not really focusing on the fact that I'd never talk to them in real life. Last dream was lucid con, creo que mas o menos a fair amount of control. [Sorry for the random spurt of Spanish, it tends to be a result of too many Spanish projects]
I was at school, a school different from others in my dreams. It was a mix of all the schools I've ever gone to. I found myself talking to a friend DC I'll call Kev [you can just fill in the last two letters to that name...], he was in an orange shirt and tennis shorts. I found it very odd when he followed me into the bathroom [my middle school bathroom, a brick area full of dust, dirt, and random writings on the stalls]. I told him to scram, so he waited outside my stall. I found myself with another airport bathroom dream scenario [check somewhere in March's 'airport'/'airplane' dreams].
Finding that extremely odd, I then noticed a 9 ft guy in a pink dress outside of the stall after washing my hands. Instead of thinking, "WTF people aren't that tall this must be a dream" it went more like "Why are there so many guys in the girls bathroom, hey, I guess that this isn't real..." And became lucid.
Dream quality wise, it was like all my other dreams, exactly like how it would feel in real life except without my heartbeat [something I might occasionally have in a dream] or temperature [because I never pay attention to it in real life since Florida's temperatures aren't too noticeable for me]. So, leaving the bathroom, I decided to figure out what's going on in this dream. I found myself in a cafeteria that looked like a blend of my first elementary school's and middle school's cafeteria. The school was hosting some odd band gig. I got bored and decided to play around with my abilities [though it never came to mind to change my dreamscape or anything as typical as that, those are things that I don't usually think of doing while bored in a dream.... I think of flying, summoning junk, or doing random things I wouldn't do, even if possible, in real life]. A reason as to why I probably didn't think of changing my surroundings... hm, the trees outside the cafeteria and sun were too cheery and bright looking for me to want to change it. Even if I didn't like it, it didn't really make me want to go outside the school [I no likey bright sunlights]
In this case, I walked through walls to quickly get to the school office to screw around with it. Every time I walked through a wall, the dream became 3rd POV with me watching myself walk through walls. It wasn't all that cool, rather annoying since it made it harder for me to focus on how close I was to the office. When I got to the office, the dream was in 1st POV and I wasn't really in the mood for screwing around after that, mainly because in 3rd POV, the dream quality wasn't as good so it sort of made me a bit sad [I cherish dream quality].
So, I walked [through walls] all the way back to the cafeteria to search for Kev. The dream ended a little bit after that, never found Kev but I did talk to some of the DCs for a bit.
EDIT- I just remembered what was so important about one of my non-lucid dreams. In one of them, I was at school in my 5th period, and a girl who sits near by Oksana returned to me one of my Bio papers. In the dream Ifrowned and wondred how she could have gotten a hold of such a thing since we are only aquaintances and only in that class together [which isn't Bio]. So I think, and I remember that yesterday she did the same thing [this was another dream but I remembered it as if it were apart of my life, a dreamlife then?] except she gave it to Oksana and Meg was the one who commented on "Why would she have your paper?" I lost the dream after that... The reason it's so significant to me though is because of it perfectly related to the dream from the night before [a dream I had Monday night/Tuesday], it's never happened in that clear of a sense before. Usually, when things such as that occur, the dream quality is low or regard the previous dream as a dream not as actual memory... 'Kay, now that I got that off my chest, I'm better now.
I was at school, a school different from others in my dreams. It was a mix of all the schools I've ever gone to. I found myself talking to a friend DC I'll call Kev [you can just fill in the last two letters to that name...], he was in an orange shirt and tennis shorts. I found it very odd when he followed me into the bathroom [my middle school bathroom, a brick area full of dust, dirt, and random writings on the stalls]. I told him to scram, so he waited outside my stall. I found myself with another airport bathroom dream scenario [check somewhere in March's 'airport'/'airplane' dreams].
Finding that extremely odd, I then noticed a 9 ft guy in a pink dress outside of the stall after washing my hands. Instead of thinking, "WTF people aren't that tall this must be a dream" it went more like "Why are there so many guys in the girls bathroom, hey, I guess that this isn't real..." And became lucid.
Dream quality wise, it was like all my other dreams, exactly like how it would feel in real life except without my heartbeat [something I might occasionally have in a dream] or temperature [because I never pay attention to it in real life since Florida's temperatures aren't too noticeable for me]. So, leaving the bathroom, I decided to figure out what's going on in this dream. I found myself in a cafeteria that looked like a blend of my first elementary school's and middle school's cafeteria. The school was hosting some odd band gig. I got bored and decided to play around with my abilities [though it never came to mind to change my dreamscape or anything as typical as that, those are things that I don't usually think of doing while bored in a dream.... I think of flying, summoning junk, or doing random things I wouldn't do, even if possible, in real life]. A reason as to why I probably didn't think of changing my surroundings... hm, the trees outside the cafeteria and sun were too cheery and bright looking for me to want to change it. Even if I didn't like it, it didn't really make me want to go outside the school [I no likey bright sunlights]
In this case, I walked through walls to quickly get to the school office to screw around with it. Every time I walked through a wall, the dream became 3rd POV with me watching myself walk through walls. It wasn't all that cool, rather annoying since it made it harder for me to focus on how close I was to the office. When I got to the office, the dream was in 1st POV and I wasn't really in the mood for screwing around after that, mainly because in 3rd POV, the dream quality wasn't as good so it sort of made me a bit sad [I cherish dream quality].
So, I walked [through walls] all the way back to the cafeteria to search for Kev. The dream ended a little bit after that, never found Kev but I did talk to some of the DCs for a bit.
EDIT- I just remembered what was so important about one of my non-lucid dreams. In one of them, I was at school in my 5th period, and a girl who sits near by Oksana returned to me one of my Bio papers. In the dream Ifrowned and wondred how she could have gotten a hold of such a thing since we are only aquaintances and only in that class together [which isn't Bio]. So I think, and I remember that yesterday she did the same thing [this was another dream but I remembered it as if it were apart of my life, a dreamlife then?] except she gave it to Oksana and Meg was the one who commented on "Why would she have your paper?" I lost the dream after that... The reason it's so significant to me though is because of it perfectly related to the dream from the night before [a dream I had Monday night/Tuesday], it's never happened in that clear of a sense before. Usually, when things such as that occur, the dream quality is low or regard the previous dream as a dream not as actual memory... 'Kay, now that I got that off my chest, I'm better now.
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
03.07.07
Either one extremely long dream or two medium length dreams that I didn't notice the transition of.
Dream[s?]-
Another school dream. We were told to evacuate and went to a field in the middle of the IB portables where me and my classmates sat. I found Sato-kun, a friend of mine who goes to school in the school I was in last year. He was so pale and sickly looking in this dream, maybe I should have asked him today if he wasn't feeling well...
Anyways, when I found him, I was compelled to give him a set of lab tubes and a tube rack, each one filled with different powdered chemicals. I thought it would be nice for him to keep busy with it while I tried to find out why we were outside still, I don't know, I just felt like it'd be bad for him to talk to my classmates...
I ended up talking to an Indian boy with lovely dark hair, he told me about the elephant stampede that killed many people on his homeland and somehow I felt as if I'd had a similar experience and could relate.
Mish stared at me funnily after that until a bunch of green snakes began to invade the ground people sat on. Sato-kun was fine so I was more of worried about me at the time. [I know I haven't been whistling at night recently so evil spirits or snakes couldn't have been brought into my dream from those superstitions]
Everything after that was blurry until a tall guy in a black trench coat with ear piercings with short white hair that was tinted pink entered my vision. I know that the ground was made of gray concrete and it was just me and him there. I felt like I could trust him and believed throughout that whole dream that he was a Baku [not the capital, the beast] but he wasn't an animal...
He led me around and comforted me. I noticed that his hair seemed to be growing and turning straw blond as I spent time with him. Some guy showed up, and, rather randomly, realized that the chemicals I gave Sato-kun could blow up snakes, and I was suddenly back at school, the Baku and guy with me as well.
The place was being bombed and Sato-kun was nowhere in sight. Then the scene went back to the concrete place, Baku and guy too, when I attempted to look for him. At the end of the dream, the guy expelled the Baku with a golden light, the Baku's hair platinum and down to his mid-thigh.
I woke up as it happened and couldn't get back to sleep, so I spent the whole extra 30 minutes thinking about my dream. Do these dreams prove that I'm superstitious or just show that I know a lot of superstitions?
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PS- The potato flower from the night before looked exactly like this except the flower faded into white at the edges of the petals. http://journals.aol.com/johnmscalzi/bytheway/entries/2004/06/07/potato-flowers/1819
Dream[s?]-
Another school dream. We were told to evacuate and went to a field in the middle of the IB portables where me and my classmates sat. I found Sato-kun, a friend of mine who goes to school in the school I was in last year. He was so pale and sickly looking in this dream, maybe I should have asked him today if he wasn't feeling well...
Anyways, when I found him, I was compelled to give him a set of lab tubes and a tube rack, each one filled with different powdered chemicals. I thought it would be nice for him to keep busy with it while I tried to find out why we were outside still, I don't know, I just felt like it'd be bad for him to talk to my classmates...
I ended up talking to an Indian boy with lovely dark hair, he told me about the elephant stampede that killed many people on his homeland and somehow I felt as if I'd had a similar experience and could relate.
Mish stared at me funnily after that until a bunch of green snakes began to invade the ground people sat on. Sato-kun was fine so I was more of worried about me at the time. [I know I haven't been whistling at night recently so evil spirits or snakes couldn't have been brought into my dream from those superstitions]
Everything after that was blurry until a tall guy in a black trench coat with ear piercings with short white hair that was tinted pink entered my vision. I know that the ground was made of gray concrete and it was just me and him there. I felt like I could trust him and believed throughout that whole dream that he was a Baku [not the capital, the beast] but he wasn't an animal...
He led me around and comforted me. I noticed that his hair seemed to be growing and turning straw blond as I spent time with him. Some guy showed up, and, rather randomly, realized that the chemicals I gave Sato-kun could blow up snakes, and I was suddenly back at school, the Baku and guy with me as well.
The place was being bombed and Sato-kun was nowhere in sight. Then the scene went back to the concrete place, Baku and guy too, when I attempted to look for him. At the end of the dream, the guy expelled the Baku with a golden light, the Baku's hair platinum and down to his mid-thigh.
I woke up as it happened and couldn't get back to sleep, so I spent the whole extra 30 minutes thinking about my dream. Do these dreams prove that I'm superstitious or just show that I know a lot of superstitions?
PS- The potato flower from the night before looked exactly like this except the flower faded into white at the edges of the petals. http://journals.aol.com/johnmscalzi/bytheway/entries/2004/06/07/potato-flowers/1819
Monday, March 5, 2007
03.05.07
Three dreams, no lucids. Not only is life being frustrating but my dream life's virtually died on me! I miss the days when I could have a lucid every night of the week, but then again, end of term week[s] tend to reap havoc in my life.
First Dream-
I spent the whole time annoying my father by complaining in Spanish, complaining in Tagalog, and insulting him in English. I had fun with it, but now that I think of it, that must have been kind of hard/hurtful for him...
Second Dream-
I was at my parents' friend's house sitting around at a large table, drinking. At the table included me, my parents, their friends [who were a couple], and their son who was about 17 or 18.
I should have realized it was dream then since that couple haven't had kids together and I've met their son from the woman's previous marriage.
Anyways, there were two kinds of drinks, one called Livido, the blue drink, and one called Levédo or Levódo, the pink drink. For some reason, I was assuming it was Spanish, a verb at that, and kept trying to conjugate it with Levédó or Levedes... I wonder if that's anything important.
I kept drinking the blue drink, like everyone else. The son of the couple kept trying to offer to refill my drink for me but I refused, I guess it was his attempt to talk with me because he didn't say anything more to me after that.
The dream ended after I went up to the table where the two drinks were, both of them labeled and in clear lemonade pitchers. I decided that maybe it'd be nice to try the pink drink, and everyone watched as I poured it into my clear plastic cup, they had an expression on their faces but I can't really tell you whether it was in horror, surprise, or joy since I caught those actions from the sides of my eyes. I drank it, and I have no clue what happened after that.
Third Dream-
The shortest one of them all, I think it's because I was just entering the REM cycle and a few minutes later my alarm went off, but oh well.
I was in front of this really well kept Academy. Well trimmed grass, beautiful white buildings that gave off an air of sophistication, and lots of people.
I noticed people were heading to the cafeteria or welcome hall, it was called one or the other, when a girl asked me, "You do have you're acceptance paper with you, don't you?"
I had a flashback of me throwing it out, it was dated for March 3rd [important only because some other girl got hers on Dec. 22nd]. I was thinking, 'typical me, when something goes right, you do something wrong.'
The dream ended then, me being carried towards that building, mentally unsure of what to do, yet somehow calm and at ease with myself.
First Dream-
I spent the whole time annoying my father by complaining in Spanish, complaining in Tagalog, and insulting him in English. I had fun with it, but now that I think of it, that must have been kind of hard/hurtful for him...
Second Dream-
I was at my parents' friend's house sitting around at a large table, drinking. At the table included me, my parents, their friends [who were a couple], and their son who was about 17 or 18.
I should have realized it was dream then since that couple haven't had kids together and I've met their son from the woman's previous marriage.
Anyways, there were two kinds of drinks, one called Livido, the blue drink, and one called Levédo or Levódo, the pink drink. For some reason, I was assuming it was Spanish, a verb at that, and kept trying to conjugate it with Levédó or Levedes... I wonder if that's anything important.
I kept drinking the blue drink, like everyone else. The son of the couple kept trying to offer to refill my drink for me but I refused, I guess it was his attempt to talk with me because he didn't say anything more to me after that.
The dream ended after I went up to the table where the two drinks were, both of them labeled and in clear lemonade pitchers. I decided that maybe it'd be nice to try the pink drink, and everyone watched as I poured it into my clear plastic cup, they had an expression on their faces but I can't really tell you whether it was in horror, surprise, or joy since I caught those actions from the sides of my eyes. I drank it, and I have no clue what happened after that.
Third Dream-
The shortest one of them all, I think it's because I was just entering the REM cycle and a few minutes later my alarm went off, but oh well.
I was in front of this really well kept Academy. Well trimmed grass, beautiful white buildings that gave off an air of sophistication, and lots of people.
I noticed people were heading to the cafeteria or welcome hall, it was called one or the other, when a girl asked me, "You do have you're acceptance paper with you, don't you?"
I had a flashback of me throwing it out, it was dated for March 3rd [important only because some other girl got hers on Dec. 22nd]. I was thinking, 'typical me, when something goes right, you do something wrong.'
The dream ended then, me being carried towards that building, mentally unsure of what to do, yet somehow calm and at ease with myself.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
02.21.07
Two non-lucid dreams, I wish I remembered them better but the B6 didn't help, I actually had less vivid dreams but then again I was pretty much a zombie by the time I went to sleep. I did here SP [I think that's what it is], stuff that wasn't very nice either, it was great with boosting my easy to shatter self esteem.
Dream 1- I was on fictionpress checking my account [which is as good as dead] and found that someone actually reviewed one of my stories. I was amazed and puzzled because it was the new story I wrote just last night and at that, I only had the story line down so there was really no story.
The person wrote, "I just loved this story! I can't wait to see another!" with a bunch of little bubble symbols next to the end of the comment.
What puzzled me even more was that the story was titled ~V~, I just remember being in shock and then that's it.
Dream 2- A fairly long, bland dream. I was at my middle school, leaving it. I went to the bus loop converted car ramp and realized as I walked through the sea of cars that my parents forgot me.
I pulled out my cellphone and was about to call them when I saw Rai-chan [she'd kill me if she saw me using this alias of hers] and asked for a ride. Her mom said sure so I hopped in, avoided her brother and found a baby in there, a new little bro for Rai-chan. He was crying as I held him gently, his skin was strangely inflamed and his eyes closed, skin red from the swelling. I knew that Rai-chan and her family were very grand care-takers of their family members so was puzzled as to how the child was ill.
They asked if I needed to call my dad to let him know that I'm all right, since we went to go to the theaters, and I decided not to call him.
Later on I find myself yelling at him for yelling at me about being irresponsible.
"It doesn't matter if I ask or not! You're always unhappy with everything I do so at least if you're going to be angry with me then have a good reason," I bellowed. That made sense, if you were bound to be yelled at, let it be over something that actually is irresponsible, like what I did.
I just remember yelling at him about being so unhappy about my grades, my lax attitude in searching for a career, my hobbies, just so many different things that finally had thrown me off the edge and unleashed the darker side of me where my spite and hatred and biting words resided.
I forgot what happened after that, but I do know that that dream was probably a mixed sign that I need to be a bit more responsible on things and be a bit more open about my true feelings, but if I did, then I'd sure I'd be kvetching whenever I'm irate, anyways, socializing isn't my thing.
Dream 1- I was on fictionpress checking my account [which is as good as dead] and found that someone actually reviewed one of my stories. I was amazed and puzzled because it was the new story I wrote just last night and at that, I only had the story line down so there was really no story.
The person wrote, "I just loved this story! I can't wait to see another!" with a bunch of little bubble symbols next to the end of the comment.
What puzzled me even more was that the story was titled ~V~, I just remember being in shock and then that's it.
Dream 2- A fairly long, bland dream. I was at my middle school, leaving it. I went to the bus loop converted car ramp and realized as I walked through the sea of cars that my parents forgot me.
I pulled out my cellphone and was about to call them when I saw Rai-chan [she'd kill me if she saw me using this alias of hers] and asked for a ride. Her mom said sure so I hopped in, avoided her brother and found a baby in there, a new little bro for Rai-chan. He was crying as I held him gently, his skin was strangely inflamed and his eyes closed, skin red from the swelling. I knew that Rai-chan and her family were very grand care-takers of their family members so was puzzled as to how the child was ill.
They asked if I needed to call my dad to let him know that I'm all right, since we went to go to the theaters, and I decided not to call him.
Later on I find myself yelling at him for yelling at me about being irresponsible.
"It doesn't matter if I ask or not! You're always unhappy with everything I do so at least if you're going to be angry with me then have a good reason," I bellowed. That made sense, if you were bound to be yelled at, let it be over something that actually is irresponsible, like what I did.
I just remember yelling at him about being so unhappy about my grades, my lax attitude in searching for a career, my hobbies, just so many different things that finally had thrown me off the edge and unleashed the darker side of me where my spite and hatred and biting words resided.
I forgot what happened after that, but I do know that that dream was probably a mixed sign that I need to be a bit more responsible on things and be a bit more open about my true feelings, but if I did, then I'd sure I'd be kvetching whenever I'm irate, anyways, socializing isn't my thing.
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