Arliatis's dream journal

[arliatis]

Decided to keep track of some of my more detailed non-lucid dreams.

1st entry:

I'm on my way to a formal dinner with my extended family on my fathers side. i'm with my cousins my age or older, and this guy at my school and his date. His date i believe was his ball date, except they've turned up to my family dinner for some reason. I've suited up as well, and we walk along this corridor (similar to the walkways  you go through to enter a plane), to this really big dinner table. We're there before the rest of my family and we start to make small talk. It soon is obvious that Gary (guy at my school) and his date, don't get along. I don't remember too much, but i remember her voice being abnormal in some way, and it annoyed me. Eventually they break out into a fight and the girl runs off, one of my cousins follows her. Gary also then follows, i assume to try and amend what he caused. After a few mins my other cousin leaves.

now its just me and my two male cousins. We talk for a bit and once again, and while were talking my older cousin takes out a few extacy pills and swallows them. It doesn't seem to bother me, but i do question why he does it. Don't remember what he said but i consider it a good reason. He then leaves explaining that he needs to make use of the high. Now its just me a my cousin who's my age. this time he takes out 2 extacy pills that are white and have a Mercedes Benz symbol on them, and swallows them. it takes what seems a few seconds for the effects to take place, and soon he gets all happy, and wants to do stuff. He tells me that we should go and visit out headmaster (who is apparently in a room, next to the dining room. its weird as well cause he goes to a different school to me). I tell him i think thats stupid considering you on a high, and its obvious. He shrubs off my non-enthusiastic attitude and grabs my wrist and pulls me into the office.... i wake up 

Btw the drug spokesman of Australia came to talk to us today, and he made me question whether or not i was still considering taking extacy. my dream certainly glorified the drug, making it appear to be a common occurance for all occasions. 

[arliatis]

Camp Jellyjam

I'm at this oval, with several other ovals around it. I'm with my best friend (according to the dream, i don't know who she is in RL). She tells me she going to have sex with he boyfriend. "its about time" i answer while giving her a hug. We hear voices coming from across one of the fields. It turns out its her teacher calling all of the class to group together (so she's come to see me on a school trip/camp). the group comes together at the very far corner of the oval we were originally. Her teacher explains to the class that he found a body. he then goes on to conclude that the 2 criminals that escaped jail must be on this island and that they will have bicycles.

Pretty much straight after he said it, these 2 guys on bikes come up to our group. One of them has a fluro yellow baseball bat (this guy at my school was walking around with it today). they hop off the bikes and begin to pad us down for weapons starting with the teacher. Its then i decide i need to get us out of the situation, so i try to make a plan to kill/knock them out. They only weapons i can see, is the baseball bat (btw it was metal) or one of the many tennis rackets that had suddenly accumulated on the ground.

i grab one of the tennis rackets, and hit 1 of the guys over the head. once his on the ground i continue to hit him with the racket until his body disappears. I second guy was just leaning against the wall, the whole time i was beating up his companion. i walk up to him and slam the racket into his teeth. this only seems to mildly annoy him. I curse at him while all of these other people begin to herd my group away.

They lead us towards this massive camp. I was on a low, because i was expecting to be executed for killing 1 of their men. instead 1 of the personnel asks me to take a walk with him. As we walked he explained that he was exactly like i was when he first joined the organization. He continues to explain that over time, i will come to love this organization. i think about how similar this is to a book i read when i was in primary school called camp jellyjam in the goosebumps series.... i wake up

[arliatis]

I'm at this really crap apartment, similar to the one i stayed in at the Solomon islands, with a few mates (forget who exactly). We are going on a military boat to get to this 'island'. I sit down on the side of the boat, because in the middle theres a massive whole. I get scared when a female officer comes to me, because i think i forgot something. Luckily she passes by with out checking my ticket. We get to the island fast, and from the boat, the buildings seem huge! like at least 12 stories each building, and they remind me of the shape of a bubble.

We get off the boat and go onto the island. Everything is modern. We set off to find our rooms except we don't know where they are, so we just walk. While we're walking, we pass a massive cinema. Its about 200m long and the screen is massive. I remember an image of a group of old ladies on a lunch break wearing grey colored clothes.

We carry on walking until we enter some form of foyer. Theres a nude photo shoot going on. Its kinda awkward because there in the way. I try to get around them, but every time i make a move the photography starts taking pictures again. I look around for a way around, but i don't find one, only nude models everywhere. Eventually i get past the photo shoot.

I'm lead along a path that goes outside. Its sunny outside. We come across a gate and theres a lady standing guard. She says she can't let me past because i'm not wearing bathers. I look down and i'm wearing board shorts. I tell her that I am wearing bathers but she seems hesitant to believe me.
"Australian, this is what we wear."
and she lets me in.

.....

I'm at an old tavern in a old little town (its still on the island, i think they made it). when i enter the shop, i see Halier and Conrad from 'Weeds' (btw my friends aren't with me anymore). She asks me if i want to sell drugs.
"No! We don't know anything about this country, the rules, or how its done."
She nods and excepts my answer.

.....

I'm at this plain/hill of grass. Its dark green, with lots of dirt patches. I reminds me of the grass in england at night. I remember i'm fighting something. I can't say for sure, but i think its a person who i thought needed to die, or the person needed to be restrained. I was picking up items/ objects that i could see from a distance guiding them with me hands, to throw at him. But he kept dodging them.

.....

Its sunny again. I'm on top of a hill with 2 other people. I don't remember who they were. We were overlooking the ocean except there was a tower blocking some of the vision (the tower i think resembled the tower in Dubai). We were having some kind of competition, in which we were using our minds to throw massive trucks into the air. I managed to be able to throw the trucks up easy enough, but when they were coming down i tried to throw them up again with out touching the ground, and that was a lot harder. I only ever did it once i think.

Its weird the stuff i was doing at the end resembled something i would do when i'm lucid, but i don't remember being lucid at the time.

[feist]

We carry on walking until we enter some form of foyer. Theres a nude photo shoot going on. Its kinda awkward because there in the way. I try to get around them, but every time i make a move the photography starts taking pictures again. I look around for a way around, but i don't find one, only nude models everywhere. Eventually i get past the photo shoot.

I wouldn't have bothered them, i would have waited around :p
Maybe learn a thing or two from that photoshoot! Seriously, i love photography!

Its weird the stuff i was doing at the end resembled something i would do when i'm lucid, but i don't remember being lucid at the time.

You mean dreaming about having special powers? Lotsof people dream that without being lucid...
I've had some weirder moments, thinking things that really only could happen when i'm lucid...

Like walking through an incredible dreamscape, and thinking to myself : I wish the guys from the forum could see this, such an amazing sight!
But i wasn't lucid...
I guess sometimes we notice it's a dream, but somehow don't act on it...

[arliatis]

i guess thats true, but like the majority of my last lucids i've been fighting off aggressive dc's,
and i was trying to kill him exactly like i would have if was lucid and he was trying to kill me.

how good would it be if when i normally dream and have a nightmare, instead of run away sub-consciously fight them off.   

[pj]

I think that's achievable, arliatis.  I think the more you do it in lucids, the more chance you will do it in non-lucids.

I'm going to be reviewing a book soon that is tangentially about this.  It is more about sleep paralysis and all that goes along with that, but it speaks to the whole nightmare thing too.

[arliatis]

I think that's achievable, arliatis.  I think the more you do it in lucids, the more chance you will do it in non-lucids.

I'm going to be reviewing a book soon that is tangentially about this.  It is more about sleep paralysis and all that goes along with that, but it speaks to the whole nightmare thing too.

I can see how my reactions may eventually change towards nightmares, if i act consistently the same way, in similar situations.

But then again, i don't want to react like that, and shrub off the chance to become lucid. 

[arliatis]

Fragmented before an attempted WILD:

I'm with George who has a french accent. he leaves. I ask the people around me how i get his accent and why its so weird. Brendan says that australian slang is weird.
"how does 'mate' make sense?" asked Brendan.

Rottnest:semi fragmented after attempted WILD (close to lucid)

I'm at pinkies beach on rottnest island on the rocks. i'm swimming in the water on the edge of a reef. Waves just keep coming and i'm trying hard not to be pushed onto the edge, and get cut up by the barnacles. eventually there's a break in the waves and i swim onto the reef and head up towards the sand/grass.

when i reach the grass Meg is there.
"why do you act feminine?" she says.
I'm taken aback, i don't believe i act like a girl.
"Why are you so loud? its really starting to piss me and everybody else off...." i say, letting all the things that have been pissing me off about her out.
"why do you have to be such a bully?" says Holly, who is normally megs friend not mine.

Meg is hell cut and walks away. Holly asks me how i feel?
"i feel cold, but she asked for it", we walked down a similar path to megs.
I was thinking how different this place is to the dream i had about it the other month (it was full of built up houses), now its made out of wood (urg so close, remembered again a dream in great detail from over a month ago, but didn't make the connection).



Fragments:

I'm under a building having a meeting with several illegal companions of mine.

I'm seeing in hinds sight the journey of a DEA officer trying to catch my group. his struggling due to incompetent colleagues. One if them wants to be a professional dancer, except his failing school, and if he doesn't make it big in the dance business he's screwed.

[arliatis]

Fragmented:

I'm in this minivan with a few people. There's these kids that are following me around, annoying. I'm trying to grow weed, except i need a place to put the hatched seeds. So i go looking for a place to put them. I go to this hill. Its rather steep and it seems that no1 ever goes there. It would appear to be perfect, except that from the bay, its can be seen. i decide its not worth the risk.

[arliatis]

I'm going down the freeway Molly and Whinny, and some people i don't remember. where sitting at the back of the bus, i'm sitting on the left hand side, 2nd row back, with my legs in the isle so i can talk, without my back to whinny. we're talking about what happened last night and who did what. We all say what we drank. I say goon.
"there's always one," says Whinny.
the atmosphere is light and happy.

Now whinny is driving down the freeway (his a good driver). The fuel is dropping really fast (like he lost a quarter of his fuel, just by driving for 10mins), and i mention it to him. He says that, thats normal and i wonder how much it costs him for fuel.

Now i'm driving and everybody is gone. I'm in these side streets of an old town. Its like a country town in Europe. I'm driving manual, so i'm not too good (i just started driving manual the other day). i'm doing pretty good, but still not confident


I was driving around with this girl last night with a few people, Because they needed to get some stuff. The girl who was driving, was driving manual. she kinda sucked at driving and kept stalling it. we first went to the petrol station. She payed $63 to fill up (she put the wrong fuel in, so it would've been cheaper). I also just started leaning how to drive manual.

[arliatis]

This dream was really really long.


It starts off with me in my suburb. I'm with a few people and were trying to get to this party. We never end up finding the party and we just get lead to city beach. Not actually on to the beach but to the grassed area before the sand.

....Its a bit vague here, but over time things become more and more stressful and eventually it leads to this.... gang war i guess (except its adolescent males). Like i said i can't remember much, but i have this image of a wall that extends a couple of hundred meters. Its the walls you might find in the english countryside. The ground is really muddy, and i think the scene mainly was carried out on the darker side of twilight.

one thing lead to another and for some reason i was going on an undercover mission to execute this guy. He went to my old school and i've never had anything against him. Skipping all of my training i'm on this train. Its like the underground you would find in england, except its on the ground. I'm on the train following Robbie (the guy i'm supposed to execute). I suddenly have this realization of something that was said to me in the past: there's some sort of prophecy that Robbie will die, and its predicted to happen right now. I was under the impression i was going to end his life then, but i look forward and see that the end of the rail line leads to this underground mine.

I realize there's nothing i can do except prepare myself for the impact. I forget about robbie (who was standing by a pole in between the two doors), and run to the end of the train. I wrap my arms and legs around a pole, and tense my muscles for impact. before we hit, i think to myself that, if we do crash i shouldn't die as long as i hold onto this pole.

Boom! there's a massive explosion, and the fire engulfs me (i die). straight after i die, I see the accident through a movie camera. It starts close to the train as it nears the mine, and pans outwards as the train hits it. Instead of just crumbling like i had expected, there was a massive explosion! After watching through the camera, i go through montage of my life leading up to the accident. It pretty much resembles that of great expectations, by Charles Dickens (i read the first 50 pages, the read the notes for the rest), As in the Pip and Estella journey. It started off with me and this girl as kids. She was explaining to me over and over again why Robbie had to die and how it was of very high importance. She taught me (even tho she was the same age as me), how to fight, stay hidden for eyes sight, and all of that leading me to fulfill executing Robbie. I was like a pawn to her, and did everything with out hesitation, almost like she had me under a spell.

My training goes fast, and i'm back to the train accident a second time. Except this time i'm in third person watching everything unfold. I'm watching the train come close to the mine, but it still doesn't make sense why there was a massive explosion. i cut to the mine before the train reaches it. This isn't just any ordinary mine. It turns out its a mine me and my mother used to work in when i grew up. Apparently what's mined there is bad in some way. Its mined into a sort of crystallized form, and then exported in large amounts. Another flash back! i go back to me as a child and growing up, except this time in 3rd person and keeping a close eye on the girl teaching me. She hated my guts. Something about that mine she hated. my entire life she's been planning to kill me. finally everything makes sense, sadly i only understand after i die.

..... not sure how i transfer to the next scene but, i'm pretty sure this next bit is attached to the dream i just explained. I'm on the run, i think. that or i'm going on a family holiday that involves walking along dirty roads. I remember entering this building and looking around. It was really trippy. All the rooms were empty and it was a really tall house. I walked up to the second floor, and there was this pipe going through the wall. i looked through it, and it connected to the room i just came from. it sorta scared me, and i exited the house pretty fast.

Were walking on the grass next to a gravel road and my dad asks me how i'm doing in english. I just go off at him. I explain loudly that, maybe if i wasn't walking along a dirt road i might be doing good. He then explains that his disappointed with my scores.
"how am i supposed to write an essay on something i don't know anything about?"
i jump over the fence to be by myself. Mr Clark is there (my English teacher). he was acting really weirdly. He asked me what i was going to write in the next essay, and i think about it, and all i don't have a clue about what to write. Mr Clark then tries to teach me what to write. I feel really thankful that his gone out of his way to teach me. he used the gravel on the road to explain. he gets really into it, and goes down on all fours. he then starts digging into the ground getting his hands all dirty.

I move on from my english lesson, to follow my family. We come across this accommodation. except its, not really accommodation. Its a warehouse, where porn is shot. Obviously we were desperate because not only did we accept this as a location to rest, but they gave us the bathroom to sleep in. Everything was moldy and green. I wasn't too repulsed by it, but i didn't like it. What really pissed me off was that i was going to have to share a bunk bed with my dad at the bottom. Not it was going to be impossible to sneak out at night :( i never went to sleep but days seemed to pass by. I became friends with the receptionist (last night i was at this party, and this girl i started talking to who i never got her name because i had to leave, was the receptionist) at the warehouse. She was a few years older than me and a prostitute. I keep asking her, if i could have sex with her but not pay. it was more for the fact that i could clam to my friends that i had sex with a prostitute with out paying for it. but she kept saying no :( but she was still fun to hang around with, compared to my family, who i don't really see from now on.

Time goes on and i'm back in perth (well the outskirts of Perth). I'm at Guilford with a few friends (i remember Whinny, but there were others). I've come up with this great revelation, that seems to make perfect sense.
"why don't we have parties out here?" i explained."the cops wouldn't care about noise out here." (recently a large majority of parties have been broken up by cops because of noise complaints, annoys me)
Because its Guilford (like a semi-farm area), we could be as loud as we wanted (i didn't really factor in the fact that it would take 40mins to get up here).

We walk over to Guilford school, and a soccer match is being played. We watch and soon enough these girls come over to us expecting us to act as interchange. I refuse to play and my friends act as the subs. one of the girls who came off, was the girl i had made friends with at the warehouse. I start talking with her and flirt (actually now that i think about it, maybe we did have something because me flirting with her seemed perfectly normal). She tried to push me away saying that she had a client. I respected her wish and stopped. She was worrying whether he had seen anything. i looked over at the guy, and he was wearing a great coat, with a monocle. she gave me $5 Australian, as a sorry. For some reason we said goodbye like we both knew we wouldn't see each other again...... funny enough i was transfered to a different scene all together.

I'm on this bus, and we're heading to the middle of Australia. I've been hijacked and the people are going to explode the bus. i'm sitting at the back thinking what the people running this operation are thinking. Surely they must be having some sort hesitation about whether they want to die. Before long i'm dragged out to and intersection to sell stuff to get money. Its this piece of wood thats similar to a ping-pong bat, except a lot rounder at the corners. Its a few millimeters in diameter, and it opens up to this incest stuff. Walking out with this other guy, i explain to him that if we focus on selling stuff to the people who are going to come beck, we can double are profits because they'll buy them again.

Leonardo de caprio drives past. I try to sell him the stuff, and his resistant at first to buy them but eventually gives in. he gets out of his car to see what the stuff is. I go back to the bus to get something (i assume maybe some change). I look back and a camper van is coming around the corner real fast. I yell out to leonardo to get off the road, who at the time seemed very intrigued to the stuff we were selling. He gets off the road with plenty of time to spare. Suddenly one of the suicide bombers jumps in front of the caravan. He was propelled like a rag doll away from the van like it was some sort of trampoline. One of the other suicide bombers had a baseball bat in his hands at the time, and as his friend flew past he swung the bat. He hit him square in the stomach hard, and at the speed he was travelling the guy (who jumped in front of van) was cut in half. I just stood there shocked at what had just happened. Leonardo thought it was some kind of staged act, and laughed and clapped. i tried to tell him that it wasn't an act, and that the red stuff all over me (btw some of the guys blood landed on me), was real.

he still didn't believe me. for some reason i considered Leonardo to have some psychological problem, because he was oblivious to what happened (now that i think of it, it wouldn't be too outrageous for someone to laugh at a problem this confronting). i just rember backing up into this mini forest before waking up.


Finally done    

[arliatis]

Geography: fragmented

I'm at this house i don't recognize, thats on the corner of a street. My uncle matt has a new hummer. He lets me drive it, and its great. He mentions something about you can rely on it not making a funny noise when you take off, and thats why he bought it.

Now my other uncle owns the car. He says he'll let me drive it to school. so i go to pack my bag. Croker is inside, and his impressed that i get to drive it. As i pack my bags, i can't find my geography book. Its really important i have it as well, because i have a test 6th period and i was gonna study during lunch. I stress out, but eventually find it in the middle of the floor. There was something to do with my sister and auntie's cooking but i forget.

Mafia:

I'm at this event playing paintball/laser stuff. First thing i remember was me being held down in a corner with little cover from this kid. I waited until he went through his round and went out and shot him with my ak-47, until the round emptied. Once he was gone, i looked down to the bottom floor. Jezza was there and just went to take cover from this other guy shooting him. I then emptied all of the paintballs into his arse.

..... somehow the event is turned into a party. Once it gets late people leave and there's this old guy who stays behind. It turns out that there was a meeting planned. Me, this old guy and a few other people who i never see are involved. The old guy (aka leader) explains that we need to execute this mission. I never find out exactly what it is that we're supposed to do, but go along with it.

Firstly i dress in complete black. shoes, socks, long pants, shirt, and hoodie are as black as the night. I have the job of holding all of the equipment. I had a backpack for the party, and now i had to put guns and ammunition in it. It was already half full with stuff so i had to carry an assault rifle and a hand gun on me. We begin to walk along the main street. We often go under the street lights, and i question whether we should be wearing black at all. It goes unanswered.

Along 1 side street a women screams at the sight of us. the leader explains that by the time she calls the cops and the cops get here, we'll be long gone. We reach the bottom of a small hill. I notice at the top, 2 cops on patrol. I notify the leader and he goes up to kill them.

I'm seeing these credits like a movie. It explains that all along i was an undercover agent, but i did the wrong thing. I was punished by having detention. 

[arliatis]

Fragmented: in the sense that there was a lot more to the dream

I'm at the back right corner of this plane. I've just been picked up from my hotel room or something like that, it wasn't futuristic. Apart from this massive building to the left of the plane. The plane ride was a lot more bumpy than normal (i hate planes, scare me). the plane Begins to dive and at first i just consider it bad turbulence. but then the plane does a roll and begins heading towards the ground. My reaction was to prepare myself best for impact to increase my chance of surviving. I grabbed the seat belt strapped it around my waist and curled into a ball trying to protect my head.

theres something comforting about being in the back of the plane, i think its because i consider that if i'm gonna die, i'll be the last one. but considering i'm scared of flying, i was really calm. I didn't want to die for sure, but i wasn't upset that i'd missed out on life, a lot more accepting of death than i thought i would have been.

The plane crashed to the ground with a lot of bangs and crashes but i don't die My initial thought is to get out of this plane, that may explode any second. I exit fast enough, and there's this massive tent over the plane, that the military has set up. There's a rip in the tent and something is about to fall through. There's a person standing under the rip, and i yell out for her to move, she does

I then run to the exit of the tent and continue to run. a few meters out of the tent i see a hole filled with bombs. I sprint away from the whole place. Must have looked really stupid.

[arliatis]

Ball: Fragmented

I'm walking back from my school ball, and it would appear that my ex from 3 years ago was my date. she had a bf, but wanted to meet up later on in the night. I said yer, and would call her later. I went back to my house. except my friends family was there and mine wasn't. I treated them like my own, and went about doing an assignment. As the night went on Lou wouldn't go to sleep.... all i remember.

The ball has just finished and i'm walking down this street with my chris from england. His having afters and getting really exited. I remember seeing cars filled with ppl going to his afters but don't remember if i ended up going. I'm now in my grandparents house. I'm looking for the toilet. I walk around like i know where everything is, except i don't recognize the house, when i think back now. Just when i open the door, my granddad stats talking to me. I'm very polite, because i know i'm in trouble.
"hows your back?" i ask
he says its good, and after i say something, he returns with saying something about killing me with an axe. i accept the coming lecture with my head down.

Sleeping: Fragmented

I'm watching homer discover a new sleeping pattern. For some reason he always has to wake up early and has gotten used to it. He sleeps in a feels great. Marge encourages his increased sleeping. one work day he sleeps in. he sleeps for the entire day. Marge gets home and finds him still sleeping. He gets up trying to act like he woke up ages ago. Marge gets angry.... all i remember.


Dreams are often really random and all of that, but lately i've noticed time seems to be heavily warped. For example the dream with the ball, the 1st part of the dream was a couple of hours after the ball, and then i went back in time to just after the ball had finished. Does this happen often to other ppl's dreams??

Interesting how i dreamed about Homer oversleeping, and i woke up to my dad telling me my driving instructor was waiting for me outside.

[arliatis]

War:fragmented

I'm a commander of an modern day army. I'm trying to kill the enemy. I destroy them with what i think was a ac-130. about all i remember.

Adventure world/club: Fragmented

Its the middle of the day. I'm trying to get people to come to adventure world with me (its Perth's theme park). Lauren is willing to come with me, but somehow she can't get us a lift :(

I'm at this caravan park with my uncle (Guy). we're talking over a beer. I think i ask him to come to adventure world, but he explains that he has to stay. We go into this underground place. its walls are made of rugs, and all of the caravan users seem to be there. I think theres some sort of alcohol ban, and this is the only place to get it. there's vodka bottles everywhere.

i'm with a group of people my age but i don't think i know them. We're trying to get into this club. But it looks nothing like 1 at all. its outdoors and all it is, is a piece of earth, with a man made wall, like a dam. We get in, except the cops show up. We bail, and run away. the police are fast and are catching up. I now remember i have an ounce of weed in my bad. i run around this building hoping to ditch it in a bush or something. its a dead end, and i have no choice but to but it in this gap in the wall, but its really easy to find if you tried to look.

One police grabs me and drags me back to the paddy wagon, while another runs to where i ditched the stuff. I know i'm caught and i'm really scared that i won't be able to travel to America. A cop walks up behind me holding the weed. For some reason its in blocks the size of zippo lighters. He starts writing down my details and what looks like a juvenile caution. i'm really polite to the cop, and even ask him where he would like me to stand, while he asks me questions. after his done i ask him if it'll effect me travelling to America. he says that because i wasn't drunk, its just under an act that would affect my travelling