TJ's Turmoils

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing left, arms tucked under pillow
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on left side

The dream was designed like a comic strip, with sectioned off parts in black and white with little bubbles for talking/thinking of the characters. However, it was also an animated one, because not each box was simply one little snippet of dialogue and action. There was motion in them. I don't quite remember the name of it, because I only saw it at the very end of the dream as I was waking up, because of how unique the flow of events was. It followed the tale of a character that looked like he was from the one comic strip with the birds (I think it was called "Shoe", but not positive). The events are hard to remember because of how it was designed, but the overall story was the main character was having a series of extremely horrible events occurring to him that were getting even more strange/impossible to have really been occurring. Eventually, he realized what was going on, a girl had asked him out and he had denied her, so she was writing his world and destroying his existence for it. So he sought to go back to the beginning and correct his mistake and not deny her as badly as he did, or even date her (was debating this on the way back). So he literally climbed from the panel he was in all the way back to the start and went backwards from there (one of the panels was literally the "creation" panel where the character was like "oh, look, the start of the comic", and it went right to left from there where he met with the girl and she asked him out and he said yes, so she was happy. Then she followed up with her kinda threat that he already knew, about how she would have ruined his life if he denied her.

Dream 2
Into Sleep Position: Laying on back, arms across chest
Out of Sleep Position: Unknown

A pedophile father was in his house with his two children, waiting for their mother to arrive home (the children were, the father was not excited about it). He was telling them really awkward things that are what made it clear he was a pedophile. The kids were playing around, and eventually they heard something coming from under a weird couch/recliner hybrid thing. The dad thought it was nothing and told them to go ahead and explore, while he fiddled with some kind of weird black rock in his hands. The kids circled the couch, tried to look under it from a distance, blah blah blah. Eventually the oldest reached for the flap that was covering the underside and lifted it. It was kinda weird at that point, because there was a number of moments where the dream would simply flash random images in my head and have kind of a horror movie style quick scream sound. The first time was a series of totally random images. The next time, there was some things from the house, and one creepy image snuck in: kind of a mummified human. The last time was image flashes of the items under the couch/recliner (there was mostly toys), but the flash image of disturbing nature in this one was a dead dead dog that looked strangled (like an up close of it's face).

Once that was done, strange noises and moving things happened like any good ghost story. There was something moving under the couch that they only caught glimpses of, always a black tuft of fur sneaking around and zipping back under. Eventually while this was going on, some kind of strange blueish black rocks ended up on the floor. The dad picked them up and they glowed slightly and turned his hand blue. He tried to clean them up, but they simply disappeared as soon as he got a broom. He still swept the area a little just in case, but nothing happened. The mom then showed up as he sat down and the kids bombarded her with questions and tales of what had been going on. She walked into the living room and instantly got pissed at the dad and asked what he had spilled and why he hadn't tried to clean up the big ass blue stain on the carpet. He looked, and there was the blueish black colors of the rocks staining the floor where he had swept. Confused, he got up to see what was happening and as soon as he did, there was a growl under the couch. He looked under it and saw what, at first, looked like a creature from the movie "Critters". It opened a crimson eye and "smiled" as he backed away and it pounced. Once out from under the couch, it was more visible and was not a Critter, it was an all black Pomeranian with a seriously pissed off attitude. It attacked the dad, but was too weak to do much, but was frightening enough that the dad tried bargaining with it. He eventually asked if it wanted the black rock from before, and as soon as he said it, the dog went from pissed to docile and happy. He gave it to the dog, the dog went under the couch, and disappeared.

They moved the couch after time (this dream had sort of a narration at a few points that said there were episodes from when the youngest boy was 1 to age 9). With the couch moved, apparently there was somehow a giant elevator shaft under it that had a lower level. The lower doors kept shaking and vibrating as they looked down, and the narration in my dream said that the beings feed on negative energies and the father's pedophilic nature only made them stronger and stronger until they would be freed one day when the youngest boy was 9.

Frag 1
Into Sleep Position: Unknown
Out of Sleep Position:Unknown

A group of people were obsessed with time travel and creating a device to do it. One group (an older couple, both Asian) managed to build it, but somehow died in the process. The rest of the group kept working on it and succeeded. They found out soon after that the Asian couple didn't die, but were simply lost in time limbo and their lives kept getting older, younger, and jumping to different times and places nonstop. I think they all ended up this way by the end of it.

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing left, arms under head
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on left side

A lot of details got lost that lead up to it, but there was a lot going on at the end that made some confusingness but worthy of dream ness. It started when I was walking into my old store I worked at (it was called "Hy-Vee", but imagine any local chain store focused on general goods and mostly food, and that's good enough). As I went down an aisle in the fresh produce section, I heard someone call out "oh no" right before I heard a loud crash and a bunch of guys that had been standing near a cooler look down. One ran off to grab a nearby mop. I realized at some point that I wasn't wearing shoes and knew what they had spilled, so I took a long arch around them just as a big trail of milk began to run across the floor near where I was and missed me. The guy with the mp ran to catch up to it and I walked past them all and into a back room As soon as I walked there, I saw my mom talking to a friend and pointing at a map. They saw me and instantly got quiet, but I heard them mention a battle in an old war, and called it "The Battle of Small Hill". When I joined them, I started to tell them about another battle called the "Battle at Wounded Knee". They both looked at each other, then back to me and said "go ahead and ask". I didn't know what they meant, and they snickered at me to each other before dropping it (thinking back, in the dream I couldn't tell if it was the case that they laughed cause they thought I was lying about the battle, or they thought I was making a joke about the damn game joke that's apparently oh so prevalent in the world right now.....YOU KNOW WHICH ONE IT IS!).

I gave up on them and was looking around the back room area that had tables or shelves or something stacked, when I noticed something buried behind some of them. They were oversized dossiers with names written on them and parts scribbled out. I asked my mom what was going on with them, and she acted like she had no idea what I was talking about. I picked up the biggest one I saw that had a name I recognized written on it: the name was "Captain America(Steve Rogers)". I opened it up but my mom snatched it away instantly. I grabbed a second one with the name "Hank Pym" on it, and handed it to her right away. I found a third one, but it was much much smaller than the others. It had the words "Amazing Hulk"(instead of "Incredible Hulk"), and a crossed out name I could make out since it was familiar to me: Tabitha Paul. I opened up the document and inside was 4 items: two shotgun shells, one green and one yellow; a single revolver round that was rusted and worn out; and lastly, a very small revolver that looked like a 5 shooter. I surmised/was told by my mom that the gun had been used to take down the Hulk years ago (which made me think the documents were "deceased superheros").

[TJ Lifeless]

At my dad's house, some kind of family gathering. My girlfriend is there, so is her best friend, and two of my friends came from North Carolina. There are some gifts exchanged, lots of food. Oddest part: an entire tray of pickle slices the size of a hamburger patty.

[TJ Lifeless]

I was at work, a large department store type of place, with friends from my old fraternity. They were jerking around and misbehaving, without doing much actual work. Only a few were ever doing anything close to work. Turns out, the dream was a nice representation of what was to come today.

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing left, arms tucked under pillow
Out of Sleep Position: Unknown

Missing a lot of details on this one. It started off with me in an every day sort of setting, when a strange vortex appeared and I was pulled into it. On the other side, I stood on the edge of a cliff overlooking a storm-riddled ocean. The sky was very dark and grey. Suddenly, a booming voice filled the air as lightening flashed. It told me I was now stuck in another dimension for eternity with us. When the voice said "us", three cephalopods emerged from the water, swimming in a circle in the space of the ocean they were given. They were enormous and had silver eyes and shimmery skin. I did not like the idea of being stuck in a watery world with giant squids, but the voice told me that I would be able to create a space of my own for contentment (think of it like the Nexus from Star Trek Generations movie). I was then transported to my own world. Sadly, it was completely empty except for me, but in my time there, I managed to make the best of it and find enjoyment.

At the end of the dream, I was suddenly confronted with an alternate version of myself (same appearance, but my eyes were like dark blue voids of nothingnness. The mirror image of me told me about the cephalopods and said they were Cthuhlus that wished to be freed from this dimension. It also said it was the one that controlled this entire realm, and I mentioned I had thought the Cthuhlus were the ruling power because of the "us" from before. I was taken back to the ocean place and receiving instructions on how to get back when I woke up.

Dream 2
Into Sleep Position: Unknown
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing right, arms at sides

My mother and myself were at a house, talking to a man in a brown sweater with glasses and crazy hair about something unimportant when a weather advisory came over a radio from somewhere we could not see. It said a storm was moving in and people should seek shelter immediately. So, naturally, we did the only reasonable thing in this situation: we suddenly went to a local bar. Inside, people were talking about the storm and watching it from the windows. The bar was on a top of a hill on a dirt road outside of town, overlooking a suspension bridge that gave fast/easy access to the main part of town. As the storm picked up in intensity, the bridge began to buck and fluctuate wildly. We all went outside to see it. It was actually so bad that the road was breaking apart and the suspension bridge was going from completely flat to creating almost 20 feet tall hills as it continued to undulate from the wind. We saw cars driving on it still and wished them safety as they tried to rush across. Eventually we saw a semi that was doing okay but kind of losing control. Just as it went out of sight, it suddenly spun around and came back a little before crashing into a wall of the bridge, resulting in a small pile up.

We decided it was time to leave, so we hopped in the suburban we got there in and drove off down the steep, muddy path. Other cars were ahead of us and flooring it, so my mom wanted to drive fast too, but I told her not to because it would be more dangerous. She slowed at the bottom of a hill and came to a stop. We ran into an abandoned house as the weather got worse and debris began to fly. Other people were in the house too, cowering for safety. Some of them started to pray and ask for God to help them and give them a sign. It came in the form of a vision that told us all to go back to the guy in the brown sweater's house. We were instantly back there, and he was complaining about having so many people in his house, but said that he would do the right thing and help out all those in need during this time of crisis.

Frag 1
Into/Out of: Unknown

At a table, watching mother, friend of hers, and random guy with white hair and glasses play cards. Don't know the game, too confusing, but at the end it was like playing a game of poker. Mom's friend wins. I sit down, guy in glasses changes to stepdad who says he wants to play a new game called "Swine". Mom's friend is now grandmother. Stepdad dishes out money to everyone. Brother comes by, says "only [x amount of money]?" Stepdad tells him it totals almost $300. Cards dealt, 5 at first. I have only one card that's totally not normal: says "Original Straight!" written vertically with a picture of a woman that looks like a drawn pin-up from the 50s. Assume it must be wild card. Suddenly, have lots more cards on table and pick up. My hand now is basically 3 aces, 1 three, 2 fours, 1 seven, 1 eight, 2 tens, a jack, and a king (plus the original straight card). Stepdad goes first, plays ace, says "20 torches, bitches!". No clue what it means. Brother plays a 2, mom a 3. Grandma plays a 5, says she doesn't have anything to help it. I ask if I can play a card higher or lower than the last, stepdad says yes, so play a 4. Wake up right after.

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into & Out of Position: Unknown

I was driving to a very crappy looking house to try and warn a friend of mine that there was a group of mercenaries(?) coming after him. I ran inside and found him, and holy crap, it was Jason Statham (from movies like Transporter and Death Race). I told him what was going on just as the guys showed up and broke into his house. He tells me about an escape route under the house and we go for it. We go through a small kitchen area in the basement and into a back room, close the door, and lock it (he had EXTREMELY blue walls...and that's the best way I can explain that). Behind us, we hear the guys come into the kitchen as Statham opens up a hatch and we climb out, closing and sealing it behind us. The guys break into the room (again, just by sound) and start looking as Statham reaches down and picks up a box of matches. He takes one out, lights it, waits a second and listens through a small hole in the foundation of the house before dropping it in the hole. There is a loud boom and lots of screaming and then silence. Thought we were going to escape, but then he says we have to go back inside to get the keys to his car to escape.

When we get inside and find his keys, one guy survived and was the leader of the group that had broken in. We hid and listened as he radioed for backup. He was a really tall and bulky guy, wearing the sort of stereotypical Cuban outfit that Castro always seemed to wear, with a red band around his left leg. He looked like he could have been Cuban, but was definitely either from the Latin America region, or Spain/Portugal. We get rid of him somehow (don't remember) and get outside to Statham's car. We drive off and try to make our escape, but more guys are chasing us in cars. We think we are safe, and he says we are going to my car so we can have two, in case we need to split up to lose them, just in time for us to get side-swiped by a car. It kills the other drivers, but we are both unharmed. We look at each other and I tell him "well, guess we're taking my car." We get into it and have a sort of lull period and manage to talk for a bit. He asks me what I did with my past money we had earned together (apparently we did other jobs together). He asks where it went, and I tell him it was in the trunk (and mention it was "the $60k from the first job and the $130k from the second, so almost $250k"). Right after, we start getting chased again.

The bad guys are on us and I start doing all kinds of fancy driving (which is interesting, because usually I'm the worst driver ever in dreams). I dodge a lot of them and the engine is roaring like a lion. Statham asks how my car is so much better than before, and I tell him as kind of a joke that it was because I put $250k into the trunk, because I got a brand new, fancy as crap engine that was now located in the trunk of the car. We keep driving all willy-nilly and eventually have a strange transition: the car like disappears/fades out and we are running (so have to imagine like we were still moving inside the car and it went away and we instantly went to running to keep speed with the disintegration). We run into a huge warehouse style building and stop in our tracks.

There are lots of bad guys in the warehouse: a line of them that is 6 guys deep, and 15 guys wide, standing in perfect lines that there is literally almost no room between them that would be wasted space. They all life up rocket launchers (but these are red and white rockets like you see in science fairs, but still deadly) and line them up so that they are from to back, 6 deep, 15 wide. They all fire simultaneously so that there is a wave of these things coming at us. Time slows down and Statham and I realize they were either hit us, or hit near us and kill us one way or the other, so we do the only logical thing and run straight ahead at the rockets. When we get to them, we snatch two of the very front ones and jump at the same time, using the rocket power to give us an extra boost up and over the rockets, letting them go in the air so they whiz off into the sky and blow up safely. However, I was wearing a long trenchcoat apparently and managed to snag one of the rockets in my coat, causing it to flip around and start to run up my back. While still in mid air at the peak of the jump, I reached behind me and grabbed the rocket, aimed, and threw it down at the cluster of bad guys. The tried to scatter but apparently their training taught them to work as a cohesive unit, so they kept trying to stay together while trying to get away, and it screwed them up. The missile hit a cluster of 4, killing them and sending them flying into some more guys from the group and knocking them out. Statham and I landed and proceeded to have an ass kicking contest. A bit weird because the bodies went ragdoll as soon as they got hit, which made some entertaining moments. We beat them all and were heading for another door they had been guarding, but woke up before finding out what was on the other side.

Dream 2
Into & Out of Position: Unknown

I'm on a bus with a bunch of grizzled, war-torn people, heading to an unknown place with a "mission". Other groups on the buss had missions too, but we weren't allowed to talk about them. Everyone else was going over their weapons (checking gun chambers, sharpening knives, etc.) and I looked for mine, but didn't have a weapon that I could find. I got concerned, and the other mercs were looking at me, so I just played it off and grabbed a plastic bat off a toy that was probably an inch long and told them I'd just use it. They laughed a little and we continued on. Eventually, the bus finally stopped as it was getting dark out, and we all piled off.

A bunch of the other people ran off to do their own missions, while myself and a couple others stayed together. I ran off to a yard because I saw a chair in it and broke off one of the legs to use as a club (it was thick wood and sturdy, so I was happy with it). As I turned, a man was standing on the grass across the street, walking his dog, and dressed in a formal attire setup. I called out to him to ask a question. He turned around and now I could see that he was clearly one of the undead: his face was bruised, battered, and torn up, and part of his torso was torn away. Either the zombie or one of my companions answered the question (couldn't tell who), but we all said "oh shit" when we saw he was a zombie. I tell one of the other guys in my group to call the bus and have it leave so that we can have an escape method when the time is right. They radio it in and we see the bus drive off down the street a ways right as a chorus of moans picks up and a group of zombies start to shamble out from all over the place. We all run off, planning to do our mission and get out as soon as possible.

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing left, arms tucked under
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing right, arms tucked

I stand just outside of a large, factory style building and go in the front doors immediately. Once inside, I start talking to some of the people scattered around. Most of them are dressed pretty much in rags; clean rags, but rags none the less. After a while, the best dressed guy (wearing a green sweater and some khakis) came up to me and asked if I could help them. I asked what they wanted help with, and he said there was a group of their people stuck outside of the building in a fenced in area. They were not sure how they got outside or got stuck, only that they could not get back in for some reason. So I agreed to help and he lead me to where they were. (Here comes the really "duh" moment of the entire dream) I came to the door that lead to where they were and opened it to go outside, letting it close behind me. The people outside looked up to me and smiled, thinking I was going to be able to help them.

I immediately saw a computer built into the wall. One of the people outside told me the computer had been locked and needed a password to open so they could get inside. I started to try and find the password (exact way of finding a password in Fallout) and got it before too long. Before I even stepped away, I was now standing inside of an elevator going up a large lighthouse/smoke stack that was attached to the factory and seeing everything below. The people were still outside and looking around like I hadn't even been there at all. When I got to the top floor and left the elevator, I stood in a long room with a sand pit in the middle and a wooden "training device" on one of the walls spanning the sand pit. Somehow I already knew what it all was: it was a training ground for a very intense/difficult athletic event that few had ever beaten. I walked up to the training thing (made of wood) and started to use it. The part I remember most was over the middle of the sand pit, there were thin ledges to hold on to of 3 varying difficulties: the top was the easiest, able to get most of my fingers into the groove for a really good grip; the second was harder, only able to get maybe half of my finger or less; the third was the hardest, as only the tips of my fingers could get on the ledge. I tried each level and managed the first two, but the last was too hard and I kept slipping.

Eventually, a mean spirited girl showed up and started to berate me as I was trying out the training stuff. She told me how my grandfather was a pathetic excuse of a man, if he could even be called a man at all. I got so mad at her that I screamed violently at her until she finally left in a huff. I looked up the wall and saw my grandfather's picture on it 6 different times, each one indicating a time he had beaten the difficult course event thinger. From another elevator that was on the opposite side of the room I had come up on, the doors opened and out stepped two men (one was a former club leader for a group I was in during high school). He came over and asked how things were and whatnot, I told him what went down with the girl and got a bit upset as I told him how "apparently, having a grandfather that beat one of the toughest challenges in the world 6 times wasn't enough to make him a 'man' in some people's eyes." The group leader guy nodded silently and didn't say anything, instead going to his friend and talking about how they were inspecting the place for their club for future reference.

DREAM SHIFT

I was sitting inside of a classroom with the teacher telling us about how we were presenting our projects to the rest of the class today. The projects were 2-D platform levels we had to design and beat using computer software from the class in whatever ways we could think of. I was partnered with a friend of my girlfriend's and we were set to go up 3rd. The first group was headed by none other than the mean spirited girl from earlier in my dream that talked crap about my grandfather. Her level design was "CandyLand" inspired, having a bunch of frilly things in the background and platforms colored to look like candy cane girders, but the design was really simple (three "levels" of girders all the same length and distance apart, with two angled girders on the lower sides curved in to funnel the character toward the middle, sorta like a pinball machine). Her big selling point was the two Strawberry Shortcake themed characters on the bottom of the level dancing back and forth, that she and her partner had to control using WiiMotes (I blame my gf for this one thanks to her perpetually playing Just Dance 3 on the Wii XD) The mean spirited girl was doing fine (having obsessed over getting it absolutely perfect), but her partner kinda sucked and it messed the gameplay up. The mean girl got huffy and stormed out, while her partner said she didn't care because she had been so overbearing about it that she lost all interest in doing the project at all.

Other group goes but don't remember their game, but the class seemed to like it. We went up and presented our level. It was somewhat short (compared to the last one, which was like a 2 minute level) but we added a snow/ice effect to make it a bit tougher, as well as the character not moving the best on the snow and ice. There was a lot of platforms and ways to get from one place to another, and some enemies/obstacles to try and make it even harder. One thing I noticed was that ours had kind of like multiple screens (going from one panel to another and continuing it on, but it was still all part of the same overall level). The teacher tells us when we get done that we also have to show one of our favorite other levels designed using the same tech we did. My gf's friend takes out her phone and starts to flick through it. She almost picks a video that I think was supposed to be making fun of the mean spirited girl, but she decided against it and picked an actual video of another game level design. The video is of a Mario-inspired level that actually is 3-D, because the first "panel" showed Mario moving away from the screen at an angle (it looked like he was on a wall next to us, then shifted over to a wall that would be directly in front of us and going back to a 2-D effect). It was a really well designed level and involved a lot of fast action and traps to stay interesting. The only weird part was that close to the end, Mario turned into a unicorn without any reason and ended the level that way (it was worth noting that the end of the level was always the same: landing on a small switch).

The teacher then opened up the room for discussion and questions. Things went fine for a bit until a guy near the front started badgering us about our project and saying that we didn't have an original design, that our work was shotty, that we stole the premise from mean girl, yadda yadda yadda. It was never said, but I knew in the dream that he was a conspirator with the mean girl, and the mean girl had it out for my gf's friend and myself. My gf's friend was sitting in the very front row and had her face down. No one else could see/hear it, but I saw her sobbing because I knew it meant a lot to her and she put a lot of effort in the project, even as the jerk kept saying crap. I managed to say her name loud enough for her to hear it but quiet enough that no one else noticed. I looked her dead in the eyes and told her "don't let them get to you." She seemed to be a little better after that.

The most profound thing about this dream was with the friend, because that line was something I've wanted to say to her for a long time, but felt it would be too inappropriate to say.

[TJ Lifeless]

This is a bit of an oddity. It's actually two separate dreams that happened at two different points in the night. One was my first dream of the night, then I had a couple more between until the very last one when I got to thinking about my first dream again. There was a lot of similarities, but a few differences. So this is "one" dream, with two interpretations blended together.

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing left, arms tucked (both times)
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on back (first time); Unknown (second time)

Inside of a building, somewhere in the lower levels or on a ground floor. The building is "in construction". There aren't any walls or windows visible, but lots of support pieces of wood where rooms will be if drywall went up. On the far side of the room, there are people partying and dancing around. A dog runs through, and we all realize something is up with the dog. It's just...off for some reason. So I start to follow it and it runs up some stairs and hopes out an open window. I followed it out, into the dark of the night (it was either just turning nighttime, or just starting to be sun up. The dog jumped THROUGH a chainlink fence like it was nothing and ran off through an open field that I couldn't follow. Not sure what had just happened, I went back down to the party.

And then...war were declared. In the short journey outside and back in, I came back to the basement area and the music was off and everyone was gone. Not sure what happened, I walked back to where they had been and heard moving around coming from a closed door that lead to where they had said earlier would be the "chill" room. I went over to the door, opened it up, and stepped inside. Everyone was wandering around the chill room like a zombie. Oh, yeah, that's because they WERE zombies. They went from party people to decomposing flesh pods in the span of about 2 minutes. At first, they did not even know I was there, passing by as I observed them. Eventually they caught wind of my presence and got more than a little interested, so I had to make an escape. All it took was closing the door and locking it and running back outside. There was a time shift and it was daylight and the town was having a huge party. There was street vending, BBQs everywhere, and moments of undead meandering around. No one seemed concerned with the undead. There was a lot of filler I forgot, but by the end I found out that the partying was in celebration of victory over the undead, and they weren't a concern because the entire town had been surviving after the events of the last major zombie attacks. Big time "we got this" attitude.

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on right side, arms out in front
Out of Sleep Position: Unknown

A cross between a kooky dream and a video game. It was very much an animated dream, looking like a mid-level well done flash game. There were 3 people: two racers and one third party to basically badger me when I wasn't following the rules and making it harder for me to do the race correctly. I was running after a smaller character, possibly a child, as it ran down a hill. The hill was grey, pretty dark too. The grass was a vibrant green color, as well as the tree tops. The characters were actually the best designed part of the game, being cartoonish but very well done. I never saw how I looked in the dream, but the child was wearing grey shirt, black shoes, and had a body like from Madness Combat (just with actual face definition). The person badgering me was female, wearing pretty much the same outfit as the kid but with a red arm band on her left arm. I chased the boy, and found out the rules as time went on. I had to say right behind him, unable to waver onto the grass without being berated by the woman. The boy would occasionally cut across a street to the other side, so I had to follow him or I would get a time penalty and have to try to catch up to him. I could pass him, but not get too far ahead, or face another consequence of a time penalty. Eventually I made it to the bottom of the hill, and was ahead of the boy just enough to win. It also seemed that the woman was in the race too, as it gave a time reference for the boy, the female, and myself. Then, it reset, and I was doing it all over again.

Dream 2
Into Sleep Position: Unknown
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on back

Yet again, a video game sort of dream (thankfully, this one was about a thousand times more awesome). It started out a little odd, in a place that was either a dimly lit mall or dimly lit airport terminal. It wasn't detailed enough to tell a difference. However, the important part came very shortly after it began. Sonic the Hedgehog and a variation of Amy were running through the place and got to a kiosk of some sort and sort of jumped/were sucked into it. One inside, the video game part began. It was set up like Rockband/Guitar Hero (a black background with stars, some kind of HUD on the right side, and the main part was an infinity of strings going off and disappearing into the distance. Sonic and alternate Amy were running "up" the strings, making it move like how it does in RB/GH. Colors and shapes would eventually start showing up, and I "had to press the buttons" to correspond to make it work. Unlike RB/GH, it wasn't weird buttons to correspond to, but full lines in some places, and then faces/shapes that had color combinations. Plus, there was also having to press notes while simultaneously moving the "joystick" to match the lines and stuff. It's really hard to explain.

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on my left side
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, face-down into the pillow

There was a lot of pre-events that lead up to what I remember, but sadly they were lost in the wake of the events going on at the end of the dream. I entered into a huge (and by huge, I mean bigger than a football arena huge) warehouse-type place. I was meeting up with some friends and found them pretty quickly standing near a large square platform that was raised well over my reach (probably a good 15 feet tall, and easily 50 feet long on any side). We started to chat a bit about what was going to happen. It turns out they had invited me to a huge orgy, and this was of pretty much epic proportions (remember how big the place was, and it was nearly packed with people). I was kinda excited but also really hesitant. Something about it just had kind of an off feeling, so I was hanging back with my friends while a lot of people were heading toward the middle of the warehouse area which was a lowered into a big pit (might have had like a wrestling ring in the middle).

Things were in full swing and I kept standing near the big square, kind of just observing even though I really couldn't see anything going on; it was more a case of a lot of people getting touchy feely with each other and dancing/grinding on one another. I made like I was going to join, but got about 10 steps, stopped, and turned back around. My friends had wandered off into the crowd at one point, but shortly after I took my spot back by the square, they returned. We had a nice talk after that, just conversing about all sorts of nothing, when suddenly the entire warehouse was struck silent as a voice boomed loudly over the sounds of orgy and music and everything. I recognized the voice and looked to where I thought it had come from and saw who it was. Without wasting time, I started to run toward where the voice came from, forced to climb over a number of people, but reached my destination as the man was spouting off his words to the crowd.

The man was an elderly gentleman, very tan in appearance (possibly of Indian descent because of who/what he looked like). He was very thin and carried a wooden staff that was as tall as himself. He was bald, with a white mustache. He also wore an orange toga. No, he wasn't actually Ghandi, but sort of a representation of him. He was telling the entire masses that their orgy was a debauchery and basically just unnecessary and pointless. People were enthralled, but I started to have a conversation with him about it, but woke up before completion. However, my reasoning continued to run through my head in a half-daze while I woke up. Basically I told him that if people took the desire for sex out of the whole event, it would not be much different than the life the man was leading. I told him how he'd spent time in the nude, throwing off the clothing as unnecessary in life, and that living free of life's confinement was one of his core teachings. He agreed, but stuck by his feelings that the orgy part was completely pointless, and I agreed with him.

This character has actually been in past dreams plenty of times. He always has the same type of demeanor. He's very knowledgeable, very anti-worldy possessions and the like. He doesn't usually show up in dreams that have tones of debauchery, just at random times for the Hell of it. The kookiest part about this character is his name. Though I don't completely remember all of it, his name/title, hilariously enough, is "The Supreme High Prophet Masaharu (something)". He has a last name, but I can never remember it. Or Masaharu is his last name, and I forget his first name. Either way, his name is quite entertaining.

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on right side
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, arms tucked under (facing, unknown)

I was standing in the parking lot of my old school that had two buildings on either side: one was the actual school, a brick building that was one story on half of it, two stories on the other half; and the second building was the church, mostly brown colored with half of it one story, and the other half the very large steeple. I was on the curb next to the church, staring out over the distance to the school. There was woman with me, keeping herself busy with doing something that was just out of my peripheral view, but sounded like it was radioing or talking on a phone. I had a huge metal bin in front of me filled with various bags of stuff, most of which looked like dog food bags. In the parking lot (which was partially contained by barricades and fences), there were a ton of people randomly meandering around lazily, like they had something wrong with them. I found out pretty quickly what it was when one of them stumbled past me and looked extremely greyish and pale. It was even more clear when the girl near me got done with her stuff and basically flat out said that they were all zombies. But not just any zombies. We both knew to start with that they were still coherent, human beings, but still zombies. And that was where the bags came in.

It was "time", so I cracked open one of the bags and all of the people in the parking lot started to come our way. I told the woman with me that it was a bag of zombie food substitute to try and keep them fed, but not have to deal with the pain of attacking and killing people (since they had higher brain functions and were not a fan of that idea). A lot of them I recognized as friends in my past. I started to scoop out bowls full of the "brain food" and had to tell everyone that we needed to ration it because there were a lot of them and it would not last too long, so they were only going to be able to get one bowlful a day. I also implied to my female companion that we did not really have a supply of food for ourselves. As I dished out the food, I started to talk to her about how we needed to make a plan for the future, to go out the next day to search supplies, both for ourselves and our "guests". About halfway through the first wave of people, the sound of a rattly engine and backfiring muffler broke the air. Everyone looked to see where it came from, and I yelled for everyone to get down and play dead. They sort of did (some laid down completely, some took forever to do it, some sort of sat down and that was it). A truck full of hillbillies with shotguns blasting into the air drove by and zipped off down an alley. I sighed in relief and looked to my female friend and told her "Guess we need to teach them how to play dead better in the future too."

It suddenly shifted to the inside of a building. Everyone was going about their normal business, like they were just regular people. Some watched a movie playing on a wall-screen, some were using computers, some were talking. I was in the kitchen, searching through products and whatever was left. The woman that was still non-zombied, like myself, showed up, wearing a gymnasts outfit for some reason and started to do stretches. Needless to say, it drew a lot of attention from the dead and undead alike. One of them even made a comment about it to me but said he would "tell me in whisper later". Later never happened, since I never had that talk with him. I meandered away and found my laptop and was getting on it, when I had a bit of an inner monologue about how I would have been sitting in a corner, by myself, if not for a time when I became less socially awkward. I made my way back to the woman in the leotard and told her that we might have to look into doing training together: endurance training for future runs to get supplies. She said it sounded like a good plan, and made it part of our ever growing ideas to try and live through all of this with our zombie friends.

Frag 1
Into Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing left, arms tucked
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing right, arms tucked

It was night, on a street I had never seen. Two other people (an older gentleman and a young boy), as well as myself, were walking on a sidewalk to a block party of some sort. The old man told us a tale about a buried treasure that was left long ago by someone, and he left a plaque engraved with the whereabouts on the sidewalk. We got to the plaque and decided to take a look. I leaned down and read it (Don't remember exactly what it said, it was partially a riddle, but it mentioned "follow the path of a master's lock", and "the answer is right from here"). There was also a lock on the plaque that I managed to pick and heard the latch opening. I stepped to the right side of the plaque and started walking in a clockwise circle that was about two feet away from the plaque. I kept finding nothing, until I got to a curb that had a run-off drain. I stepped up on it on the edge of the drain and heard/felt a shifting of the curb. I looked down and noticed a barely visible line in the shape of a rectangle where I had stepped. I leaned down, reached under the lip of the drain, and pulled up where the rectangle was. It came loose, and under was a small chamber hidden in the sidewalk. It was full of wet mud and looked pretty awful, but it was also filled with gold coins and a small treasure box. The old man leaned down to look, his eyes lit up, and he looked back up at me and said "What none could do for so many years, we have achieved this day."

[TJ Lifeless]

Dream 1
Into Sleep Position: Unknown
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing right

A kid needed to get to a sports game that his team was playing in for a huge tournament that everyone would be at that was super awesomeness incarnate. So what did he have to do? Go to the complete opposite side of the fricken universe (or so it seemed) just to get on a train to take him 90% of the way back from where he just came. He managed this task by hijacking an empty bus and driving it in 3rd person view through narrow streets littered with cars on both sides. The roads were relatively clear the whole time until he got a good 5 to 10 miles away from where he started. It was in a second, smaller city than where the rest of the stuff was going to be going on. He got out of the bus, and suddenly I was there with him, following him around in his crazy endeavor. We got on a train that we would have to take. The train was filled with people...and literally miles long. When we sat down in a partially less than busy part of the train, I stared in with the  questions of "why did we drive all this way, just to go back the way we came?" He tried to give some half-ass excuse about it being "necessary to get to the right part of where ever the Hell we were going.". If I had a BS flag, I would have thrown it.

The train ride was slow as heck, and entirely uneventful. When we arrived pretty much back where we started, everything changed. Suddenly, my friend was Max from A Goofy Movie. And we were no longer trying to get to a game, we were trying to get to a class. We went super speed mode and ran all the way to it in about 20 seconds, despite it being probably a mile from where we started, and dove into the room. On a huge screen projector, the music video from A Goofy Movie was playing with Max. It was just getting over and running some credits when we came in, and everyone started cheering for Max. We both ran to a weird wooden banner/path that was next to all of the seats in the classroom that curved down next to the stairs and jumped on them and slid down to the bottom on our knees. I ended up back at the top of it all somehow while Max stayed near the projector screen. The same principal from the movie was there, wearing a horrible red mop top toupe. I did another slide, this time over two long desks, and snatched the toupe off the principal's head. He got mad, but I told him I did it because he looked way better with his normal hair. That satiated him, and things were normal, until I glanced at the screen rolling credits and noticed a very familiar name. I wasn't sure if it was what I actually saw, so I had Max rewind it (which took 20 minutes, it seemed, because it didn't have a simple 'go back to a spot a few seconds ago and see it' and had to restart it from the beginning of the credits). Waited and waited and finally, the name popped up (this time in a different way than before, since my dream apparently couldn't keep consistency), and I read in clear as day letters the name of "Sander Cohen".

Lucid!

I was in bed, laying on my side, as I normally would be, but something felt "off". I told myself in my mind, "crap, I must be dreaming", and had sort of that "realization" sensation that I was, in fact, dreaming. But, I needed to know for sure, so I did what any good lucid dreamer is supposed to do, I tried to do a reality check. It had an...odd effect, to say the least. I did a nose plug method, but also tried to breathe while simultaneously keeping my mouth closed (i.e. holding my breath in dream, but breathing IWL). Well, it had the opposite effect and I managed to hold my breath IWL, and still breath while dreaming. But there was a moment of interestingness, I literally "felt" time slow down (which, in reference to a dream, makes me wonder if it was balancing out the flow of time in a dream to the flow of time IWL??) Though it did not have the intended result, it solidified in my mind that I was both dreaming and had become lucid. I looked out my window, which was almost pure white light, and tried to tell myself to do something while lucid, but couldn't manage. My mind then betrayed me and threw me back into normal dreaming mode, without realization of being lucid any more.

[Rebel Seven]

But there was a moment of interestingness, I literally "felt" time slow down (which, in reference to a dream, makes me wonder if it was balancing out the flow of time in a dream to the flow of time IWL??) Though it did not have the intended result, it solidified in my mind that I was both dreaming and had become lucid. I looked out my window, which was almost pure white light, and tried to tell myself to do something while lucid, but couldn't manage. My mind then betrayed me and threw me back into normal dreaming mode, without realization of being lucid any more.[/color]

Interesting theory I have felt something like this before, but never really thought about it. It seems like it would explain a lot about the difference between lucid dream time and non-lucid dream time

[TJ Lifeless]

I was in a forum of some kind, with live action events happening that people were trying to figure out who the people in the events were (each was contained within a smaller window, but I kept "zooming in" to the scene to see a full view of what was going on). There was a lot of different ones, and I kept hearing people in the background answering who/what was going on in each of the windows, but I quickly found out they were nothing but trolls. One scene was a cartoon based one, that had Ivy from Soul Calibur and a cartoon man I didn't recognize. One of the voices said that it was "Christina Ricci and Paul Rudd". Damn trolls...

[TJ Lifeless]

Into Sleep Position: Laying on stomach, facing left, arms tucked under
Out of Sleep Position: Laying on left side

I was Batman. Yes....that's right, I was THE Batman. Michael Keaton version, to be exact. I was just walking into a hotel bungalow penthouse suite with my traveling companion: Michelle Pfeifer, who was clearly already known to be Catwoman in this dream like she was in the movie. She was only around right when we went into the hotel, but dropped her stuff off and said she was going to go do what she had to do, and took her Catwoman outfit and ran out the back. I was watching Keaton wander the hotel room, which was nice but not overly lavished with anything that stuck out as a "suite". He walked to some windows overlooking the front of the hotel and saw down to the cars parked in grass and people wandering between them. He then saw something that made him go white in fear: my mom and about 10 other friends all coming up the path to the penthouse. I knew that this wasn't part of the plan; that they weren't supposed to show up for a few days so that Keaton had time to do what needed done. So he grabbed a suitcase that I knew had his Batman gear in it and very carefully sneaked out the back door just as my mom and her friends were coming into the suite (literally less than a half second between him silently shutting the door and her walking into a spot that she would have seen him and ruined everything).

As he went down a series of stairs/path that lead to the pool/tiki bar area, I got a lovely view of the entire back area of the hotel that I'll go into detail with after the dream. At the bottom of the path, Keaton was looking for a spot to hide so he could get into his gear without being seen. He found a few spots that seemed to be a good spot, but people were too close for it to be safe. Eventually he found a spot behind a building/hut and walked off as the dream panned away from it to a different spot. There were three kids playing on a rock ledge that went out over the pool. One was either running away from the other two or trying to show them up and ran to the edge and jumped off. He had a really slow jump and screamed, immediately recognizing a mistake when it happened. Before he could start falling, Keaton (now completely in Batman garb) swooped in and grabbed the kid and swung back to the safety of the ledge and let the kid down, but stayed on his zipline thing and started to swing back and forth to build up momentum. However, as he built momentum, he was also shortening the length of the line he was on intentionally. It got to the point that he was literally right up to the spot his line was connected to and had almost no swing, but he managed to get enough and was confident in it as he released.

He went soaring through the air with his cape and looked like he was going to land on a ledge on the opposite wall of where the kids had been from the angle I was seeing it at, but my dream tricked me. He landed and rolled and the dream view panned around to show he had in fact landed on a small segment of rock that was coming out of the middle of the water, kind of like a stone bridge that was incomplete. When he hit, the thing started to break apart and he had to sprint really fast to outrun the collapsing stone until it finally stopped (the dream made it seem like it was a lot, but in the end it actually wasn't much that fell into the water). As he recollected his thoughts and planned his next jump, I saw what he was after in a small cove in the side of a mountain at he back of the pool: The Penguin was yelling at a bunch of penguins. He just went for it and jumped and soared again, landing on a partially submerged area of land he could walk on, dotted with deep holes that were pitch black but connected to each other under the stone area he could walk on. The Penguin turned and said something snarky, but Batman hit him hard and knocked him into the water, which he instantly sunk under the surface and disappeared below the stone stuff. The Penguin kept popping up from the holes to try and get Batman, but it was pretty much a case of Whack-A-Mole at this point. Eventually the Penguin became sort of this weird kind of "paper" character floating under the water, and Batman just pummeled the crap out of it and turned it into a torn up skeleton looking thing (don't know a good way to explain it, but he looked almost like an Egyptian glyph of the Penguin floating under the surface above the stone walking part...wish I had a photo to make it easier to understand).

The dream instantly shifted to standing on some kind of chapel, with Batman in front of Catwoman (very reminiscent of their "encounter" from Batman Returns). They had a bit of a stand off of wariness, but Catwoman took out the glowing thing from the movie (I believe the thing Batman used to injure Catwoman, the glowy blue thing) and tossed it off the edge. As soon as she did and said she was not there to hurt him, he stepped up to her and they had a makeout session. The kissing broke up and there were some words passed between them (can't remember any of them), but something changed and Catwoman got all uppity with him and sort of halfway attacked before jumping off the roof and disappearing into the cloudy day (should have mentioned earlier, it was overcast weather with slightly snowy theme to everything).

Now the events are done and it is time to check out the actual hotel as a whole, and my thoughts I had while trying to remember it (I was so captivated by the place, it was almost too hard to remember the dream without getting on major tangents of the hotel). To start with, the hotel was set in the middle of a rainforest, basically, so there were giant trees and a lovely canopy all around that could be seen from the penthouse (it had one Hell of a view). From the front that could be seen from the windows, the parking lot was just open field with short grass, with a path visible for people to drive up that disappeared behind winding ways into the trees. The view out the back was amazing: seeing down a large hillside that lead to the pool, which was made from a "naturally occurring" valley of water. The pool was huge, probably a few hundred feet in any direction. As said in the dream, the pool had some natural stone parts with ledges and the stone bridge kind of thing going on, with the back part covered as a little cove (I was saddened that it didn't have a waterfall to make it even more beautiful). To get to the pool from the penthouse, there was a path through the trees that were part of the beauty of the hotel area. The poolside area wasn't anything worth noting, however. It was cool, because it was like two mountains (very small ones) with a bowl shape between them to make it so beautiful.

As I thought about it more, I expanded on the idea of how to make such a hotel feasible. I ended up imaging the hotel having a fence around the perimeter, probably electrified to keep out jungle creatures, with a "zone of comfort" between the trees inside the hotel grounds and outside in case of leaping critters. There would also be a "lip" of electrified fence at the ground to keep out things like snakes and whatnot. There would be a second, inner fence to keep patrons for messing around and zapping themselves. I also had a debate about how the water would be in the pool areas since it had such a natural look. Part of me wanted it to be naturally fed and flowing, but that would be too dangerous with water parasites and fish and such getting in. So, then I had the idea that it was designed to look natural, but had a pump that took the water out, filtered it, and then possibly pumped it back out through a man-made waterfall (cause I really wanted a waterfall). Also had ideas of using the waterfall to create some hydro-electric power, as well as having wind turbines. I had a rather "green" view of this whole place, since it was sort of smack dab in the middle of a forest. I also envisioned that, since I couldn't see it in the dream, that all of the other hotel rooms were built into the mountain under the penthouse room (so that it looks like just the one penthouse suite as the only real noticeable indication of the hotel). Oh, and the water pump system wouldn't need chlorine or harsh chemicals to clean the water and would be filtered/cleaned through natural means, like filtering through sand and natural sifting agents. But I digress...