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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #495 on: August 24, 2019, 12:08:28 AM »
Your last couple of dreams have a mystical feel about them. Have you thought deeper on them?

Not particularly, the last one about the woman and the cherry blossoms was intense.  One of those times where I felt like I loved and lost a real relationship in a single night.

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The first thing I recall is speaking to a woman in a suit holding a clipboard.  We are standing near the street of my parents house and she asks if I had any questions or comments.  I tell her, "No, however my mother is the homeowner and she may have some concerns".  She nods and we both walk back toward my parents garage through the car garage door.  My mom is in the garage and walks us through the door in the back into the backyard.

I don't remember what my mom was telling this woman but she points out a flowing puddle of water.  The stream starts at the end of the patio and curves around the back of the house past the living room toward my old bedroom.  We all stop at a large puddle of water spanning half the width of the house behind the living room chimney.  My mom is talking to this survey woman while I am inspecting the puddle.  I squat down on a tree root looking into the puddle and see small aquatic life darting around.  I see miniaturized versions of all kinds of fish and other aquatic life, none of which are to scale with one another.  There were tiny centimeter long frogs swimming next to centimeter long sting rays swimming around in the puddle.

I hear my mom say something about fracking and how it could be causing the flooding.  I think to myself "Well if it were fracking the water wouldn't be so full of life, it would be too full of chemicals."  I'm still squatting near the puddle when I look up and see a wide stream of water trickling from the center of the back yard where a large tree used to be.  The circle of iris plants that used to encircle the now absent tree surround a cement cylinder a few feet in height.  It looks like a sewer entrance that is leaking clear water down toward the house.  I point it out to my mom and the woman while walking over to inspect it.  I can't remember how we came to the conclusion but we assumed the leak was a pressure buildup that would be fixed by relieving said pressure.  I slam my fist down on a lever attached to the cylinder in a dap handshake motion.  The metal lid of the cylinder shoots off into the sky along with a expulsion of mist and air pressure.  It spews for a second or two until the lid falls back perfectly in place closing the cylinder.  It seems to have relieved the pressure stopping the leak and flooding.  I lose recollection here.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #496 on: August 25, 2019, 07:59:46 PM »
[F]
I only remember being in a large open area indoors like a casino or university cafeteria with tables and chairs.  I see a man holding an assault rifle with long dark wavy hair just past his shoulders, he looked Spanish or Italian.  He walked slowly through the crowded area methodically shooting one person after another.  I fall to the floor and get under a table and lock eyes with him.  My mind is racing thinking "No no no, please no!".  I don't remember being shot.

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Someone is asking me how fast I can fly.  I respond "I dunno 80 - 90 mph."  I remember showing them a few tricks while flying over a lake next to a city at night.  I flew straight up, then went into a free fall stopping inches from the surface of the lake.  Then some flights just above the water doing loops and instant sharp angle turns.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #497 on: August 31, 2019, 11:36:09 PM »
[D]
I feel like I am about to shit my pants.  I'm at my parents house and run to the main restroom in the hallway.  I look at the toilet and the bowl part of a toilet is sitting flush with the floor missing the raised column.  I think there is no way that is will work and run to the restroom in my parents bedroom.  I burst in and my dad is taking a shit.  I lift my dad to his feet moving him off the toilet and as he does he shits on the floor.  I don't care and quickly sit down and unload, as I do I pick up my dads poo log off the floor, lean to the side and toss it in the toilet.  I wipe my hands with toilet paper without concern as this was the worst shit emergency I've ever had. 

I wake up in bed and my guts are in a knot.  I feel like I have gas trapped in my guts with a sharp pain behind my belly button.  I get up IRL and take a massive shit with minimal gas, it just kept coming...

My guess is I may have upped my fiber supplement drink to much. xD

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #498 on: September 06, 2019, 11:25:52 PM »
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My friend JM is with me inside what looks like a large arcade we are playing a video game projected on a screen in front of us.  We are holding assault rifles and shooting these black humanoid figures as then slowly advanced toward us.  The black figures were too numerous to eliminate and as they reached the plane of the screen they crawled out of it into the room with us.  They slowly advanced as we tried to shoot them down but the light gun for the game wasn't working.  I thought "If I concentrate hard enough I can make the bullets real!".  This should have been a reality check but it wasn't I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm trying to unlock a bicycle U-lock on a bike outside of a gas station.  I pull on the locking cylinder under the U bent bar and it pulls right off.  As it comes off, rusted and degraded parts fall out of it as if the inside parts were eroded by acid or something.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #499 on: September 08, 2019, 11:10:55 AM »
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There is some sort of cyst on the side of my elbow.  I feel it with my fingers and press and the fluid inside gathers near the surface and bursts through.  I press and squeeze as a yellow grayish puss oozes out in a tubular pile on my elbow.  Eventually the fluid stops coming out and I pull my elbow skin tight and look into the hole.  I could see through a inch deep tube into the cyst cavity in my elbow.


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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #500 on: September 09, 2019, 09:13:27 PM »
[D]
I'm sitting in a seat inside a plane cabin, I feel the plan pitch and dip.  I assume its just turbulence and look out the window.  My view shifts to seeing the plane from the outside as it passes a tree brushing it with a wing as it turn away from it.  I watch the plane turn toward a set of high rise buildings and it levels out and speeds up as it passes between the two buildings.  Both wings strike the building and break off like tissue paper.  I'm struck with a bolt of fear as my view switches from outside the plane to me sitting in the cabin.  Time slows as I see the cabin splits in front of me falling forward.  I can see out from the fragmented cabin as we tumble toward a parking garage frantically thinking "NO NO NO NO!" to my certain death.  I remember everything going black but not being frightened awake as it all happened so slow.

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I'm walking outside downtown with a group of people talking to a woman.  I decide to just float along standing upright a few inches off the sidewalk instead of walking.  The woman remarks how that must be much more relaxing and easy than trudging though the city.  I remember feeling my feet dangle to and fro as I changed direction or sped up.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #501 on: September 13, 2019, 01:04:53 AM »
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I'm driving down a dirt road while looking out the passenger side window at a neighborhood of large houses.  They were definitely expensive houses, all very close together but large and on different levels of ground as the entire area was erratically hilly.  As I'm driving along looking out the window I feel the car list off the road to the passenger side.  I open the driver side door and slip out of the car as it falls off a cliff to the passenger side.  As if falls I have an intense dread of having to deal with wrecking my car.  I think to myself "NO! I can't and won't let this be true." and concentrate on turning back time.  The car flew back upward and I slip back into the driver's seat as the previous scene unfolds in reverse.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm inside a large lavish house.  I remember knowing it was my brother in laws house.  I had been house sitting and decided to  sneak into a room that was the only one off limits.  I had to sneak in through a hidden door or vent of some kind.  I peek into the room I see an old TV and it looks like a rich older guys "Man Cave".  A second after peeking into the room I see someone enter through a door dressed in a white security guard shirt.  He smirks as he tells me "You know you weren't supposed to come in here.  Lets go.."  I felt guilty and nervous that I was in deep shit for something quite benign yet entirely my own fault.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #502 on: September 13, 2019, 09:29:03 PM »
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I'm laying in bed resting slightly upright looking toward the foot end.  A thin black guy is laying close in the same position leaning against my chest.  I remember seeing his thin fingers fidgeting and moving in front of me.  I wonder why I'm cuddling with some dude I don't know and have a flash of discomfort about it since "I'm not gay".  I think about how it shouldn't really matter just to lay down and cuddle with someone you enjoy the company of.  This guy actually resembled a good friend from elementary and middle school who was the stereotypical effeminate boy who always hung with the girls.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #503 on: September 16, 2019, 08:02:50 PM »
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I am looking off of a large featureless rock cliff at a flat open basin of rock, almost like a level of an abandoned rock quarry.  I can see the reflection of the overcast sky below as the lower level was filled with about a foot of clear clean water.  Below the water is a simple geometric pattern spanning the entire floor below composed of wide swathes of small brown tiles.  The pattern had multiple concentric circles getting smaller to the definitive center.  At the center was a fountainhead of some kind, I couldn't see much detail but water was flowing from it.  I lose recollection here.

I regain recollection now standing at the bottom of the same cliff from earlier with my palm on the smooth cliff wall.  I open my mouth and feel a sort of regurgitation while a mercuric shining blob floats out and makes a shining puddle on the wall.  In my other free hand I have a carved stone artifact that I push into the puddle slowly passing it through the portal.  I think, "I only have enough power left to send this back I'll have to stay behind.."
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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #504 on: September 19, 2019, 09:16:23 PM »
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I am looking through a window into my parent's back yard.  I can see a Mimosa tree in the center of the yard where it had been when I was a child.  The tree is in wonderful condition encircled by tall iris plants.  My view zooms in on the thin gnarled tree trunk and it starts to glow pinkish orange.  I think about how that tree has been long gone and the color change all make me realize I'm dreaming

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My view immediately changes to first person standing in the middle of the backyard at my parents house.  I think, "fly as high as you possibly can".  Immediately I rocket up in the air without any effort almost like the environment was moving around me.  I pass the tops of the tree and try to look around the neighborhood.  I can't see anything past my parent's front yard, its all just an opaque light grey mist.  I realize I usually get a little freaked out and wake up in these situations.  I relax and stay calm as my parents house gets smaller and smaller below me until all I can see is the opaque light grey.  I remain calm and try to "fly" back down.  I see my parents backyard materialize from a dot as I "zoomed in" to the environment.  It was just like when they "load" an environment in the Matrix movies.

I decide to find an area with people to find a woman for some lucid sex.  I fly over the house and can see the neighborhood now and head toward the highway.  A woman passes on a bicycle but I couldn't catch up with her for some reason.  I cross the highway to the few stores.  An attractive woman passes and I fly up behind her wrapping an arm over her shoulder and kissing her neck.  She stops closes her eyes and smiles.  I put my hand down her shirt as she leans against a car and we dry hump and make out.  I wake up in bed...
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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #505 on: September 25, 2019, 09:03:15 PM »
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I'm at work and I get a notice that the entire network is down and noone has connectivity throughout the office.  I walk down the hall to ask my coworker what might be going on.  I see people gathered at the end of the hall and feel a strange tremor and have to catch myself to not fall.  I hear one of my coworkers mention aliens and someone else says something like "They're actually here".  I think these aliens must be appearing all over the globe and have shut down communications somehow.  While thinking this I see what looks like the outlines of portions of a humanoid figures features.  Its like they don't really have a physical form but presented something for us to interact with.  Suddenly my vision goes blurry and washed out with light as time slows and everything freezes for a few seconds then returns to normal.  I felt like the being had sort of fused with my consciousness to evaluate my thoughts and intentions.

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It's a dark night outside and I am at what looks like an abandoned old gas station in the outskirts of a suburb.  For some reason I think to light the gas station on fire to make the whole place explode.  I snap my fingers and the few pump stations in front of me burst into flames.  I fly backwards around 100 feet or so watching the pumps burn and to avoid the explosion.  I think I need to get a bit further and fly backwards further to about 100 yards away.  I watch and see a split second flash light but the pumps are still burning by themselves in the dark night.  I think this must have been the initial ignition of the explosion and that it is unfolding in slow motion. 

Slowly I see a fireball grow from near the pumps as the small convenience store building to the right slowly blows apart.  I watch the stores windows blow out then the walls and roof slowly move radially from the explosion.  Everything near the gas station is being thrown from the fireball in slow motion.  Suddenly, time speeds up to real time for a split second as debris flies past me to the right and left.  I can still see parts of buildings and cars to my left and right slowly tumbling past me.  I turn around to see two cars smashed and overturned.

I decide to try to reverse the explosion and put everything back.  I face the now exploded gas station and open my arms wide to my sides with my hands open.  I slowly move my hands together in a outstretched clapping motion and watch pieces of cars and buildings move back toward the gas station.  I can see the wrecked cars come from behind me rolling through the air and landing back against the curb in front of the gas station.  When my hands finally meet everything is back the way it was at the gas station except the convenience store building.  I try concentrating harder to make it reform but it never does.

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #506 on: November 11, 2019, 08:03:20 PM »
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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #507 on: November 30, 2019, 09:41:09 PM »
bump

I see you pushed the BS to the back.  Thanks!

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Its hard to remember the whole plot but I remember I'm with another man and we are tasked with killing multiple people.  One of them was a train engineer at the head of a large cargo train.  I somehow managed to get into the cab on the front engine car and shot him dead with one shot to the chest.  The other man I was with took off away from the train and I remember thinking. "What about the other engineer in the rear engine car?!".  Later, the other man I was with found a mark and the person knew what was up and had started running.  My partner shot him in the back and we took off on foot again in search of our next target.

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I'm carrying a baby Gorilla in my arms cradling it like a human child.  I'm outside in a large open square with large trees lining a open circular portion.  I look at on of the trees rooted in the raised curved border, its a gigantic Magnolia tree.  This tree looks a bit odd though, it has leaves like a Magnolia but is comprised of many gnarled trunks like Mangroves.  As I'm looking at the tree I hear a rumble and the tree starts to violently shake.  The thought comes to mind that the tree is going to uproot itself and go rampaging like an angry Ent.  Without hesitating I held the baby ape tight as I ran to my left away from the Ent toward a small series of shops lining the bottom of a long 2-3 story building.  I look up to the roof and think it might be high enough to escape the angry tree giant if I could only get up there.  I imagine all the times I do similar things in dreams and try to pull myself up to the top of the building.  It's different than when I fly as it feels I'm anchored to the destination rather than freely flying.  Ape still in my arms we shoot up and to the left nearly missing the top of the building.  I concentrate harder and we fly up much higher than the top of the building and I can look down and see the top of the roof.  I try to remain calm and lower myself to the rooftop but manage to lower us just below it.  I reach up and feel a thin wire that is lining the edge of the rooftop.  I grab the wire while thinking it may not hold our weight but I manage to pull myself onto the rooftop.  My recollection gets fuzzy but I remember looking down seeing a pile of dead bodies in front of the building.  To the left about 50 feet is the tree laying on its side, I assumed it had been slain.  As for the baby Gorilla I remember suddenly seeing it on the ground with the dead people.  It was dead and flattened like roadkill...

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #508 on: December 01, 2019, 05:45:41 AM »
I see you pushed the BS to the back.  Thanks!

Welcome back Oneironautical!

Yeah I was doing that. You're welcome. But even better, The Littlest Leaf Dragon gave me the ability to remove the spam and ban the spammers so I've been cleaning house. If you happen to notice anything I've missed let me know... 

That tree dream was pretty awesome. I can just visualize that giant tree going on a rampage like that. That must have been quite a sight to see. Sounded like you were near to lucidity as well...

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Re: My dream Journal
« Reply #509 on: December 09, 2019, 01:54:15 AM »
There was a lot more to the plot of this dream that I can't remember and it's become a fragmented now but this is what I remember.
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I'm outside walking down a narrow European street on a sunny day.  I have a strange feeling of dread that someone or something is hunting me.  In my hand I'm holding a folding pocket knife similar to one I own.  Its small and oval shaped with about a 2 1/2 inch blade.  Looking down at the knife in my hand I suddenly see a flash of a mans face and the knife opens by itself and a wave of fear washes over me.  I continue down the street glancing at the knife as it pops halfway open before I snap it shut.  It feels as if some entity is controlling the knife and wanting me to cut myself with it.  At the end of the street is a large open reflecting pool or fountain.  Still struggling with the sinister knife I toss it into the pool overwhelmed with a sense of dread about something trying to make me hurt myself.

As I turn away from the fountain I feel the evil presence of whatever was possessing that knife.  In a panic I quickly walk down the street away from the pool.  I don't know where this other information came from but I knew the entity had dispatched a pack of dogs to hunt me down and kill me.  I turn onto a residential street lined with houses an find the first large tree I could find and climb as high as I can.  A couple houses down is an older man and woman leaving their house.  The man gets into their car but the woman notices me and locks eyes with me.  The light skinned black woman mouths the words to me "Are you ok?" with a concerned look.  My eyes wide with fear I shake my head no.  She walks over and gestures for me to come out of the tree and I climb down.  We meet on on the sidewalk next to the street and she asks.  "Is someone trying to get you to hurt yourself and you don't want to?"  I quietly nod yes and she reaches into her purse and pulls out a scalpel.

She looks at my face up and down examining something then says "It's only in your nasal cavity".  She reaches forward opening my mouth with her fingers then looks into my mouth as she plunges the scalpel into the rear of my upper pallet.  I immediately feel a strange pressure release throughout my skull as a sort of ectoplasm pours out of the incision.  I feel it fill my mouth as it streams out in a amorphous column of white and gold. I feel the anxiety and fear melt away.

I found the attached image that matches the ending perfectly.