Okay, maybe this lastest dream is based on the fact that I've been slightly Harry Potter obsessed lately. It isn't because of the movie coming out or anything like that, it's because I discovered my boyfriend hasn't ever read a single book and now I'm bugging him as much as I can about it.
Anywho, on to the dream shall we!
Myself and a bunch of friends (may 12 of us total) were having a picnic party at a park. We chose a spot in the park that had a covering over some tables and it was right next to a huge lake so it was really pretty and we sat down ready to eat. The lake was so big that you could only see the other side if it were a perfectly clear day.
Then, one of my friends, Matt, hears something. It's that sound effect in every movie you've ever seen right after an airplane drops a bomb somewhere, that high pitched falling noise right before the "boom." We look up and see a huge round red ball, the size of a small dorm room, coming straight towards us. It looks like it had been catapulted from the other side of the lake. We all run out of the covered picnic area because it was directly in the path of the ball. Sure enough, the ball landed on the roof and collapsed the entire outdoor building. Then showed up Lucius Malfoy.
He strolled over from nowhere like nothing happened and then stood very till just outside the ruble of the building while all of us were trying to figure out why the crap were things that big landing on us.
"Compliments of the Dark Lord" he said. Then he smiled and stepped back as if to watch the show that was to come.
Someone in our group of friends said "Oh great, You had to dream up fricken Voldemort!" (And no I'm not making that up. I'm actually not making any of this up)
Then we saw it. In between the ruble and the water of the lake a sign appeared. On it was a simple message. "Merry Christmas"
Then, from the other side of the lake, things started flying like the ball had before, things that ere oddly christmas related and all the size of a small dorm room flying towards us. A christmas ham, an ornament the size of my room, giant mint m&m's, and other christmas symbols. They all came flying from the other side of the lake and were landing like huge bombs all over where my friends and I were trying to take cover.
People were getting hurt. I, thinking I was a genius at the time even though in hindsight it was very stupid, looked up and sawan ornament flying towards me, so I stood right where I thought it was going to land. It landed six inches to the left fo me and another christmas symbol landed six inches to the right of me. I layed down between them and waited until another one would land right on top of the two symbols around me and I would be safely underneath. I broke my leg.
After the first "wave" of christmas things, Malfoy waved his hand and all the symbols disappeared. He waved his hand again and all the wounds that all of us had received in the attack were healed too. We couldn't figure out his motive.
We all looked back to the sign which now read "Happy New Year" and shortly thereafter, New Year's symbols started fllying at us. The whole christmas scene that happened only ten minutes earlier was now happening again only this time with New Years symbols. Giant cone shaped hats, huge glitter, and so on.
People got hurt in the things falling and after this wave sure enough, Malfoy waved his hand and everything disappeared and the wounds were healed.
Wave after wave of attacks, each time a few minutes before the sign reading what the next one would be. Voldemort was throwing the holidays at us. Christmas, New Years, Valentine's day (which included a giant red velevet cupcake landing on my arm), St Patrick's Day, April fools day, Mother's day. He was going in order. Malfoy was obviously sent to us to heal us so Voldemort could continue his game as long as he wanted to.
Damn Voldemort, could you at least be a little bit more original?
Then out of now where, with no warning on the sign, came a huge, house-sized, water balloon. It landed short, in the lake, it didn't even touch us. All of us were confused as Voldemort hadn't missed a single hit yet. We turned to Malfoy for some kind of explanation.
"I swear to God, that did not come from my side! You know how terrifed the Dark Lord is of water balloons!!"
Thanks num nuts, now we know how to kill your boss.
So what did a bunch of college kids do, we made hundreds of water balloons and of course we chucked them over the lake. Before we figured out though if we had been successful, my dear boy Mr. Potter FINALLY makes his entrance.
And you wanna know something. Harry was a flippin' ZOMBIE!! Bags under his eyes, arms forward, all of it.
"What I miss?" Zombie Harry said.
"You've got to be kidding" said Malfoy.
One of my friends threw a water balloon at Harry because she thought it would help. Instead, it missed and instead of hitting Harry, it hit me. Waking me up.
Seriously?!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Annie Oakley
Yay a full dream with a plot!
I had a mission to do. Destroy the power in the city with a huge white and green futuristic machine. There in the middle of the city was a wooded park so I hid the machine in there and set the detonator. Why i was doing this I don't know but I knew it must be done.
Then I got a text. Claire. Mother Russian. She says the theatre director is going bonkers over missing actors and techies. I'm not even in this show. haha. I hated that text. Claire was mad for only God knew what and the only reason she was texting me was because she was tired of hearing the director bitch at everyone. I couldn't tell if she was mad at me or the rest of the world. She never exactly clarified.
I look back at the machine meant to destroy the city's power grid and double check that it's on. I don't know how long the detonator is set for, but I can see the green glow of the coils holding everything together. The glow or green next to the white sheet metal almost made it for a pretty piece of equipment if you chose not to think about the destruction it could cause. I pushed back the branches of the pine trees to make it harder to see even though I knew it was a big machine and it is almost impossible to hide. I heard sirens from a far off police car. The police knew something big was coming. And somehow by talking to the wrong stranger I had been forced to the center of it with this device. Yay.
I ran at the siren towards the theatre building. A beautiful skyscraper with a stage in the round at its base. It was two city blocks away from the park so naturally I was out of breath when I arrived. I went back stage to the girls dressing room. Only then did I realize what show they were doing. Oklahoma! Mother Russian. I HATE HATE HATE that show with a burning and fiery passion. Why? Because I've done it 32 times!! I've seen the show 36 times in my life and worked on 32 of those showings! I'm done with Oklahoma! I find Claire. All dressed up in western garb...odd because in life she'd never act in a musical. Any who...
Claire looks at me. I know that look better than anyone. It's the look that screams before she even opens her mouth. It's not an angry scream it's a sad scream. Imagine the look on someones face who's unrightfully been banished to the labor of the forth level of Hell (Look it up if you don't get the allusion, it's important to get my point) and that's the look she has. Worn down.
"What's up girly?" I ask her. She explains to me the problem. Apparently Annie Oakley (who I guess is in this dream version of Oklahoma!) is missing in action and she is needed for the final number. The only other person Claire could think of who knows the play and the dance and the lines would be me, the person who's seen/done it 36 times!! As much as I hate Oklahoma, I can't say no to Claire, at least not when she looks like that. "Problem though," I say.
"What?"
"I don't happen to have an Annie Oakley costume on me."
"That's fine, we'll make something work," Claire says as she gets up. As she starts to move, James, a mutual friend of ours, starts to move towards her all peppy and ready to go. With one glance from Claire, the glance that says "say anything and die," James sits back down. I'm the only one allowed in her bubble right now. And I honestly don't want to be in that bubble. Frankly I want to lock her in a bathroom all alonefor two or three hours to cool off before I want to go near that bubble. Lol.
We go further into the dressing room and pull together some clothes to make a quick costume for me. All the while I'm worried about not knowing when the city's power is going to be destroyed.
Show time. I walk out and realize what they've done with the stage. It's a theatre in the round, but they've lowered the cat-walk so that it acts as a second story to the stage. The actors, myself included, go and sit in the audience, because that's how they want it to be done and the show begins. The lights fade and I start to panic because of the machine in the woods. I know this show. I know they don't need me until act two so I bolt. I run outside...in costume.. and run down the two blocks back to check on the machine. It's still there and hasn't detonated yet. I breathe a sigh of relief until I realize the police are closure than they were last time. So I run. I run two more block farther down and wait until I catch my breath and hope the police haven't seen me. I look towards the park once again...the police begin to search it. They'll find the device. I know it. But my heart is in my throat just the same.
*Willy Wonka Wistle* Another text. Claire: Um, where are you? We're at intermission.
Shit. Intermission already. And I'm four blocks away. I start to run. I focus my eyes on the building I need to make it to and don't stop running until I get there. Either I run really slow or dream running really sucks because I didn't make it in time for the beginning of act two. I missed it by one stupid scene. I see Claire and she waves me over.
"Okay, you remember what to do?" She asks me.
"Yeah, I got it." We wait patiently for the song that features me to start. While waiting, I watch and figure out who is who in the play. Tyler (whom we've nick named Unky TyTy) is the lead. Obviously. And he and some other girl are to be wed. BUT in this version of Oklahoma, he has an affair. This mistress is played by the beautiful and lovely Claire. Annie Oakley (me) was just a cameo more or less to make some jokes, do a dance, and shoot a gun into the air. Fun. The image of Claire and Unky TyTy making out on stage however, is hysterical in my mind.
The dance music starts. Claire is already out on stage with half of the cast and they are doing their stuff. I wait until my cue and Enter the second story of the stage which is a circle shape above the stage. I do my dance and say my jokes and shoot my gun. Same old same old. Then the girl who is playing Tyler's bride-to-be-dumped sees Tyler and Claire kiss and screams "BITCH!!!" at Tyler (not at Claire, at Tyler). Right when she yelled the power went out.
With it dark I hear Clair and Tyler and James and everyone else try to figure out what is going on. I feel my way around. I feel nothing but walls. I'm closed in. I can hear everyone, yet somehow I'm trapped in this space. I can't leave. A door opens to the outside, blinding everyone inside including me. So blinding, it woke me up.
I had a mission to do. Destroy the power in the city with a huge white and green futuristic machine. There in the middle of the city was a wooded park so I hid the machine in there and set the detonator. Why i was doing this I don't know but I knew it must be done.
Then I got a text. Claire. Mother Russian. She says the theatre director is going bonkers over missing actors and techies. I'm not even in this show. haha. I hated that text. Claire was mad for only God knew what and the only reason she was texting me was because she was tired of hearing the director bitch at everyone. I couldn't tell if she was mad at me or the rest of the world. She never exactly clarified.
I look back at the machine meant to destroy the city's power grid and double check that it's on. I don't know how long the detonator is set for, but I can see the green glow of the coils holding everything together. The glow or green next to the white sheet metal almost made it for a pretty piece of equipment if you chose not to think about the destruction it could cause. I pushed back the branches of the pine trees to make it harder to see even though I knew it was a big machine and it is almost impossible to hide. I heard sirens from a far off police car. The police knew something big was coming. And somehow by talking to the wrong stranger I had been forced to the center of it with this device. Yay.
I ran at the siren towards the theatre building. A beautiful skyscraper with a stage in the round at its base. It was two city blocks away from the park so naturally I was out of breath when I arrived. I went back stage to the girls dressing room. Only then did I realize what show they were doing. Oklahoma! Mother Russian. I HATE HATE HATE that show with a burning and fiery passion. Why? Because I've done it 32 times!! I've seen the show 36 times in my life and worked on 32 of those showings! I'm done with Oklahoma! I find Claire. All dressed up in western garb...odd because in life she'd never act in a musical. Any who...
Claire looks at me. I know that look better than anyone. It's the look that screams before she even opens her mouth. It's not an angry scream it's a sad scream. Imagine the look on someones face who's unrightfully been banished to the labor of the forth level of Hell (Look it up if you don't get the allusion, it's important to get my point) and that's the look she has. Worn down.
"What's up girly?" I ask her. She explains to me the problem. Apparently Annie Oakley (who I guess is in this dream version of Oklahoma!) is missing in action and she is needed for the final number. The only other person Claire could think of who knows the play and the dance and the lines would be me, the person who's seen/done it 36 times!! As much as I hate Oklahoma, I can't say no to Claire, at least not when she looks like that. "Problem though," I say.
"What?"
"I don't happen to have an Annie Oakley costume on me."
"That's fine, we'll make something work," Claire says as she gets up. As she starts to move, James, a mutual friend of ours, starts to move towards her all peppy and ready to go. With one glance from Claire, the glance that says "say anything and die," James sits back down. I'm the only one allowed in her bubble right now. And I honestly don't want to be in that bubble. Frankly I want to lock her in a bathroom all alonefor two or three hours to cool off before I want to go near that bubble. Lol.
We go further into the dressing room and pull together some clothes to make a quick costume for me. All the while I'm worried about not knowing when the city's power is going to be destroyed.
Show time. I walk out and realize what they've done with the stage. It's a theatre in the round, but they've lowered the cat-walk so that it acts as a second story to the stage. The actors, myself included, go and sit in the audience, because that's how they want it to be done and the show begins. The lights fade and I start to panic because of the machine in the woods. I know this show. I know they don't need me until act two so I bolt. I run outside...in costume.. and run down the two blocks back to check on the machine. It's still there and hasn't detonated yet. I breathe a sigh of relief until I realize the police are closure than they were last time. So I run. I run two more block farther down and wait until I catch my breath and hope the police haven't seen me. I look towards the park once again...the police begin to search it. They'll find the device. I know it. But my heart is in my throat just the same.
*Willy Wonka Wistle* Another text. Claire: Um, where are you? We're at intermission.
Shit. Intermission already. And I'm four blocks away. I start to run. I focus my eyes on the building I need to make it to and don't stop running until I get there. Either I run really slow or dream running really sucks because I didn't make it in time for the beginning of act two. I missed it by one stupid scene. I see Claire and she waves me over.
"Okay, you remember what to do?" She asks me.
"Yeah, I got it." We wait patiently for the song that features me to start. While waiting, I watch and figure out who is who in the play. Tyler (whom we've nick named Unky TyTy) is the lead. Obviously. And he and some other girl are to be wed. BUT in this version of Oklahoma, he has an affair. This mistress is played by the beautiful and lovely Claire. Annie Oakley (me) was just a cameo more or less to make some jokes, do a dance, and shoot a gun into the air. Fun. The image of Claire and Unky TyTy making out on stage however, is hysterical in my mind.
The dance music starts. Claire is already out on stage with half of the cast and they are doing their stuff. I wait until my cue and Enter the second story of the stage which is a circle shape above the stage. I do my dance and say my jokes and shoot my gun. Same old same old. Then the girl who is playing Tyler's bride-to-be-dumped sees Tyler and Claire kiss and screams "BITCH!!!" at Tyler (not at Claire, at Tyler). Right when she yelled the power went out.
With it dark I hear Clair and Tyler and James and everyone else try to figure out what is going on. I feel my way around. I feel nothing but walls. I'm closed in. I can hear everyone, yet somehow I'm trapped in this space. I can't leave. A door opens to the outside, blinding everyone inside including me. So blinding, it woke me up.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Big Bacon
I was on vacation. We decided to go to a local rock climbing site which was supposed to one of a kind. The rock was named "The Bed" because it was rectangular shaped. Basically you needed to climb fifty foot to the top of the rock, and then once on top you needed to climb 2000 foot down into the center of the rock. It was supposed to be one of the most awesome rock climbs in America.
On the way to the fun-ness that was "The Bed" we passed a sign that side "Free Rope." I instantly went and grabbed some. I was a bit of a worry wart about the whole thing and had a bad feeling something wasn't going to go right on our trip. After our little detour, we went to the rock.
I was in a group of maybe six other people. Only one of whom I knew in reality, James the Asian, but in the dream all of us were excellent friends. Four of them, including James, immediately went up and began to climb. I watched them as they reached the fifty foot bank and then descended in to the center of the rock. Myself and the person who stayed out with me decided to our a large Margarita Pizza which we devoured while watching my friends disappear into the rock.
The girl I was with asked me why I didn't climb, and I told her I was too hungry and I was planning on climbing after I eat. After I ate, and did mounds of laundry (have no idea why) and finally went up to the rock and began climbing. Once I hit the summit I obviously began to climb downward into the rock. After climbing down only about one hundred foot, I saw something rather odd. In midair within the rock was a huge sandwich. It was huge! The slices of bread were at least seventy foot long! And you could climb into the sandwich. It was like being an ant in heaven. And instead of myself looking at this and thinking "What the crap?!" I found myself thinking "This is AWESOME!" Within the sandwich were layers of bacon and cheese and all the other findings on a seventy foot American sandwich hovering in mid air.
Sure enough, all four friends including James were on the sandwich with me. We didn't eat it or even nibble on it. The thought never entered our minds. It was more of a huge play ground type vibe. It was awesome fun only a bunch of teenagers and young adults could have while staying sober.
I woke up after playing on the sandwich for a while. I know I went to bed hungry last night because I was too tired to walk to my kitchen and eat...but damn I never thought it would induce floating giant sandwiches!
On the way to the fun-ness that was "The Bed" we passed a sign that side "Free Rope." I instantly went and grabbed some. I was a bit of a worry wart about the whole thing and had a bad feeling something wasn't going to go right on our trip. After our little detour, we went to the rock.
I was in a group of maybe six other people. Only one of whom I knew in reality, James the Asian, but in the dream all of us were excellent friends. Four of them, including James, immediately went up and began to climb. I watched them as they reached the fifty foot bank and then descended in to the center of the rock. Myself and the person who stayed out with me decided to our a large Margarita Pizza which we devoured while watching my friends disappear into the rock.
The girl I was with asked me why I didn't climb, and I told her I was too hungry and I was planning on climbing after I eat. After I ate, and did mounds of laundry (have no idea why) and finally went up to the rock and began climbing. Once I hit the summit I obviously began to climb downward into the rock. After climbing down only about one hundred foot, I saw something rather odd. In midair within the rock was a huge sandwich. It was huge! The slices of bread were at least seventy foot long! And you could climb into the sandwich. It was like being an ant in heaven. And instead of myself looking at this and thinking "What the crap?!" I found myself thinking "This is AWESOME!" Within the sandwich were layers of bacon and cheese and all the other findings on a seventy foot American sandwich hovering in mid air.
Sure enough, all four friends including James were on the sandwich with me. We didn't eat it or even nibble on it. The thought never entered our minds. It was more of a huge play ground type vibe. It was awesome fun only a bunch of teenagers and young adults could have while staying sober.
I woke up after playing on the sandwich for a while. I know I went to bed hungry last night because I was too tired to walk to my kitchen and eat...but damn I never thought it would induce floating giant sandwiches!
Friday, August 27, 2010
Summer Light Smoothie
I was hanging out with Cody. In my dream he worked at a McDonalds and we were hanging out before his shift. He showed me his favorite drink which was a Strawberry smoothie which he mixed with percisely eight ounces of lemonade. He said they make them at work all the time and he let me taste his. It was delicious and I loved it.
After we hung out he had to report to duty at that McDonalds and I went home to see my parents. My dad was hungry and for some reason was craving McDonalds (which is very ironic considering my parents hate fast food). Off to Cody's work we went. When we got there I ordered the Summer Light Smoothie which most resembled the one Cody had given me earlier. When I got it I realized that it was a soda and not the Smoothie I had ordered before. I threw a huge hissy fit and the girl at the counter told me how they didn't make the smoothie in which I decribed.
As I got angrier, the girl behind the counter gto more and more nervous and called for the Manager. Ha. Here comes the worst part of the entire dream. Out comes MY boss. He also managed the McDonalds I was at. I explaned to him the drink and he calmly told me he couldn't make it. I got mad at him. I watched Cody make it earlier. Why couldn't my own boss make it. I threw the Soda they made me before and the manager yelled at me for it. "What?" I said "You want me to clean it up?"
He told me no that wouldn't be needed. I wasn't on his clock. hahaha. I got my money back and he kicked me out of the McDonalds. I woke up.
I really don't want to see my boss now.
After we hung out he had to report to duty at that McDonalds and I went home to see my parents. My dad was hungry and for some reason was craving McDonalds (which is very ironic considering my parents hate fast food). Off to Cody's work we went. When we got there I ordered the Summer Light Smoothie which most resembled the one Cody had given me earlier. When I got it I realized that it was a soda and not the Smoothie I had ordered before. I threw a huge hissy fit and the girl at the counter told me how they didn't make the smoothie in which I decribed.
As I got angrier, the girl behind the counter gto more and more nervous and called for the Manager. Ha. Here comes the worst part of the entire dream. Out comes MY boss. He also managed the McDonalds I was at. I explaned to him the drink and he calmly told me he couldn't make it. I got mad at him. I watched Cody make it earlier. Why couldn't my own boss make it. I threw the Soda they made me before and the manager yelled at me for it. "What?" I said "You want me to clean it up?"
He told me no that wouldn't be needed. I wasn't on his clock. hahaha. I got my money back and he kicked me out of the McDonalds. I woke up.
I really don't want to see my boss now.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Fluffy?!
So last night I didn't sleep much at all. I dreamt once that I can remember and it wasn't even a full dream.
I was walking around with a plate of shrimp (just so happens it was my dinner last night) and went to the zoo. At the zoo I passed a friend of mine from college who was holding a trophy. I went up and said "Hi" and asked about the trophy to which she said she had gotten because she had taken so well care of the animals. She ate the rest of my dinner and took me to the animal enclosure that she was in charge of.
Inside, were two, one white with brown coloring, the other white with black coloring, of an animal I had never seen before. At first glace they looked like dogs. Dobermans almost. Except they had eight legs. In the front, they had three legs side by side (so an extra leg between a dog's two front legs). In the middle of it's belly were three more legs side by side as well, and finally the two hind legs. When the creatures opened their mouths, they had short sharp teeth that resembled very very tiny shark teeth and it was rather intimidating. Yet, their deposition was sweet and made up for the appearence.
I went into the enclosure and went up to the brown and white one. It looked at me and I began to pet it. Once it realized I was there to love on him, he rolled over much like a normal dog would. Yet when this animal rolled over and relaced, it's entire shape changed into that of a baby platypus. It was cute and soft with big claws. And I was amazed with how when it stood up it was Doberman sized and when it laid down it was the size of a small kitten. I could only use on finger to rub its belly it was so small. I found it difficult to avoid the middle three legs as I loved on it.
Once I found its ticklish spot ( you know, where if you rub on a dog its hind leg will kick) instead of kicking, the shape of the animal changed again to a Koala. Eventually, my friend from college called for me so I got up and left the enclosure. I turned around to see the Doberman standing at the fence staring me. I walked away.
That was the entire dream.
I was walking around with a plate of shrimp (just so happens it was my dinner last night) and went to the zoo. At the zoo I passed a friend of mine from college who was holding a trophy. I went up and said "Hi" and asked about the trophy to which she said she had gotten because she had taken so well care of the animals. She ate the rest of my dinner and took me to the animal enclosure that she was in charge of.
Inside, were two, one white with brown coloring, the other white with black coloring, of an animal I had never seen before. At first glace they looked like dogs. Dobermans almost. Except they had eight legs. In the front, they had three legs side by side (so an extra leg between a dog's two front legs). In the middle of it's belly were three more legs side by side as well, and finally the two hind legs. When the creatures opened their mouths, they had short sharp teeth that resembled very very tiny shark teeth and it was rather intimidating. Yet, their deposition was sweet and made up for the appearence.
I went into the enclosure and went up to the brown and white one. It looked at me and I began to pet it. Once it realized I was there to love on him, he rolled over much like a normal dog would. Yet when this animal rolled over and relaced, it's entire shape changed into that of a baby platypus. It was cute and soft with big claws. And I was amazed with how when it stood up it was Doberman sized and when it laid down it was the size of a small kitten. I could only use on finger to rub its belly it was so small. I found it difficult to avoid the middle three legs as I loved on it.
Once I found its ticklish spot ( you know, where if you rub on a dog its hind leg will kick) instead of kicking, the shape of the animal changed again to a Koala. Eventually, my friend from college called for me so I got up and left the enclosure. I turned around to see the Doberman standing at the fence staring me. I walked away.
That was the entire dream.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Post-Apocalyptic World. Lucid too!
Success! I had myself a dream last night.
The world was made of iron. It was futuristic, post-apocolyptic and there wasn't any green leaves or even plant life in general in sight. In fact, where fields had once been, there were rows and rows of identical, dirty machines, as if the future had found a machinic way to farm and replaced traditional farming all together. People were scarse. They lived in small familys or were bandits who lived off the roads robbing those who dare traveled.
I was visiting a family. In real life I didn't know them (however one did look an awful lot like a middle school history teacher whom we nicknamed the Wacko mixed with a high school librarian who seriously resembled a character from Lord of the Rings) yet in the dream I had met with them once or twice before. They had 8 kids, ranging in ages of course, all living with them. The house had many many windows even though they were all covered up with black garbage bags and also the house had a loading dock for which trains used to drop off food to the family, since train was the safest form of travel in this future.
Myself and a friend were staying with them (the friend I didn't know in real life so let's name him Jeffery). Jeffery was my age, twenty, so we worked well together and had a strong friendship. *He was hot, not gonna lie. Why couldn't I dream him to be my boyfriend I'll never know.* Anyways, we were staying with this family. We noticed right off the beat that the mother (the Wacko Lord of the Rings hybrid) was strict as hell. There was no husband to speak of, yet Wacko's sister stayed with the family too. Jeffery and I lived there and did chores like the others. It wasn't home, and we didn't like it there. We couldn't place out finger exactly on why, but we knew something was going on behind the scenes.
One day, after living there maybe a month, another family arrived. They were asian and dropped off six little asian toddlers before the parents left on their merry way. Jeffery and myself went and started playing with the toddlers. They were young and frightened with the new living environment and so Jeffery and I played with them to help them feel more comfortable and sure enough the oldest two of the eight original kids played with us. Wacko, however, didn't like this. After watching us play with the children, she locked myself and Jeffery in bathroom andwent after her oldest four children. (I don't know why she wanted four.) Jeffery kicked down the door and we ran outside for our lives to see Wacko setting up four hangmans' nooses for her own children! No wonder her kids were so well behaved, if they acted up, she'd hang them, dispose the bodies, and replace them with new toodlers! We ran to find the kids who were destined for the noose, but we could only find the two oldest whom we'd gotten to know. The two oldest ran with us to the dock where the train tracks were and hopped on the next train out which, luckily for us, was arriving right when we needed them. We hopped on and hoped for the best. The train led us to safety.
Well, almost. Jeffery and the two oldest got off a few stops ahead of me. I never knew what became of them. I stayed on until the train's last stop...a beach. But it's not the kind of beach we think of in today's world. This is a beach where lining the water is a huge and booming city. Iron machines and buildings making our common skyscrapers look miniature. One highway was in the sky and it was moving around like a gear shaft. This highway is important, because the moment I saw it, I realized I was dreaming!! My FIRST LUCID DREAM!! Now before I continue, I just want to inform you, I've never had a lucid dream before, nor was I very good at it.
Once I realized I was dreaming, I felt the dream start to fade, so I started rubbing my hands together as fast as I could, focusing on the texture of my hands. I had read before that this can help stop a fading dream. It worked. I looked up and I was still on the beach, but a friend had joined me. Cody! Cody is one of my best friends in reality and I was thrilled to see him. We went exploring this city together and I practicing my changing things in my dream skills. The first thing I did was play a prank on Cody. I created an old barn on the beach and inside I built a stage (it took me a couple of tries, it started out as a road no matter how hard i concentrated on it being a stage and then turned in to tree before finally becoming a stage). On this stage: Hannah Montana was performing a concert, just for Cody. I couldn't resist that.
Next we ran to explore the City. We found that the post-apocolyptic race had built the city directly on top of the city that was there before the world burned. we went down into the ruins and found tons of old symbols and abandoned secrets of the city before us.
Okay, pranks and cool nerdiness that I am aside, it was time to practice something I've always wanted to do but never have in a dream...Fly. I concentrated on a ramp. And sure enough first try it appeared. I focused on running on the ramp and jumping off being able to fly. Then Cody and I counted to three and ran at it. What my luck. Cody flew right off the end and into the sky. I, on the other hand, jumped off and did a back flip before landing on the ground. Now, back flips are pretty cool...but it wasn't flying. Ha ha ha.
The rest of the lucid dream lasted hours in my mind. And I won't bore you with me practicing to change shape and the like. There really is no plot points from here on out like there was in the beginning. I hope Day 1 of my diary was of some interest!
The world was made of iron. It was futuristic, post-apocolyptic and there wasn't any green leaves or even plant life in general in sight. In fact, where fields had once been, there were rows and rows of identical, dirty machines, as if the future had found a machinic way to farm and replaced traditional farming all together. People were scarse. They lived in small familys or were bandits who lived off the roads robbing those who dare traveled.
I was visiting a family. In real life I didn't know them (however one did look an awful lot like a middle school history teacher whom we nicknamed the Wacko mixed with a high school librarian who seriously resembled a character from Lord of the Rings) yet in the dream I had met with them once or twice before. They had 8 kids, ranging in ages of course, all living with them. The house had many many windows even though they were all covered up with black garbage bags and also the house had a loading dock for which trains used to drop off food to the family, since train was the safest form of travel in this future.
Myself and a friend were staying with them (the friend I didn't know in real life so let's name him Jeffery). Jeffery was my age, twenty, so we worked well together and had a strong friendship. *He was hot, not gonna lie. Why couldn't I dream him to be my boyfriend I'll never know.* Anyways, we were staying with this family. We noticed right off the beat that the mother (the Wacko Lord of the Rings hybrid) was strict as hell. There was no husband to speak of, yet Wacko's sister stayed with the family too. Jeffery and I lived there and did chores like the others. It wasn't home, and we didn't like it there. We couldn't place out finger exactly on why, but we knew something was going on behind the scenes.
One day, after living there maybe a month, another family arrived. They were asian and dropped off six little asian toddlers before the parents left on their merry way. Jeffery and myself went and started playing with the toddlers. They were young and frightened with the new living environment and so Jeffery and I played with them to help them feel more comfortable and sure enough the oldest two of the eight original kids played with us. Wacko, however, didn't like this. After watching us play with the children, she locked myself and Jeffery in bathroom andwent after her oldest four children. (I don't know why she wanted four.) Jeffery kicked down the door and we ran outside for our lives to see Wacko setting up four hangmans' nooses for her own children! No wonder her kids were so well behaved, if they acted up, she'd hang them, dispose the bodies, and replace them with new toodlers! We ran to find the kids who were destined for the noose, but we could only find the two oldest whom we'd gotten to know. The two oldest ran with us to the dock where the train tracks were and hopped on the next train out which, luckily for us, was arriving right when we needed them. We hopped on and hoped for the best. The train led us to safety.
Well, almost. Jeffery and the two oldest got off a few stops ahead of me. I never knew what became of them. I stayed on until the train's last stop...a beach. But it's not the kind of beach we think of in today's world. This is a beach where lining the water is a huge and booming city. Iron machines and buildings making our common skyscrapers look miniature. One highway was in the sky and it was moving around like a gear shaft. This highway is important, because the moment I saw it, I realized I was dreaming!! My FIRST LUCID DREAM!! Now before I continue, I just want to inform you, I've never had a lucid dream before, nor was I very good at it.
Once I realized I was dreaming, I felt the dream start to fade, so I started rubbing my hands together as fast as I could, focusing on the texture of my hands. I had read before that this can help stop a fading dream. It worked. I looked up and I was still on the beach, but a friend had joined me. Cody! Cody is one of my best friends in reality and I was thrilled to see him. We went exploring this city together and I practicing my changing things in my dream skills. The first thing I did was play a prank on Cody. I created an old barn on the beach and inside I built a stage (it took me a couple of tries, it started out as a road no matter how hard i concentrated on it being a stage and then turned in to tree before finally becoming a stage). On this stage: Hannah Montana was performing a concert, just for Cody. I couldn't resist that.
Next we ran to explore the City. We found that the post-apocolyptic race had built the city directly on top of the city that was there before the world burned. we went down into the ruins and found tons of old symbols and abandoned secrets of the city before us.
Okay, pranks and cool nerdiness that I am aside, it was time to practice something I've always wanted to do but never have in a dream...Fly. I concentrated on a ramp. And sure enough first try it appeared. I focused on running on the ramp and jumping off being able to fly. Then Cody and I counted to three and ran at it. What my luck. Cody flew right off the end and into the sky. I, on the other hand, jumped off and did a back flip before landing on the ground. Now, back flips are pretty cool...but it wasn't flying. Ha ha ha.
The rest of the lucid dream lasted hours in my mind. And I won't bore you with me practicing to change shape and the like. There really is no plot points from here on out like there was in the beginning. I hope Day 1 of my diary was of some interest!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Pre-Game
So, I decided earlier today after hearing for years now that I have crazy-ass dreams and that I should keep a dream diary to actually start one. I have never been against the idea, but I, like every other college student on the planet, am lazy and writing with pen and paper every morning just never seems to work. Solution: type it, don't write it. I check my computer first thing every morning. Why not give this a try?
Anywho tonight is my pre-game talk and tomorrow, hopefully I'll have a interesting dream to tell.
Until then, here is a little sampler to naw on. Last night I dreamt I climbed on my roof to reach the sky, opened the sky like a ceiling attic hatch, and climbed on the rafters all the way from humble Ohio to Egpyt. Yeah. Not making that one up.
Can't wait to get started! See you in the morning!
Anywho tonight is my pre-game talk and tomorrow, hopefully I'll have a interesting dream to tell.
Until then, here is a little sampler to naw on. Last night I dreamt I climbed on my roof to reach the sky, opened the sky like a ceiling attic hatch, and climbed on the rafters all the way from humble Ohio to Egpyt. Yeah. Not making that one up.
Can't wait to get started! See you in the morning!
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