Date of dream: Monday, August 25, 2008
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Lucid Intent? No
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I wouldn't really say this was a dream. It was weird. I was going to sleep and I started getting some hypogonic imagery. Often times if I wake up and go back to sleep I'll get really incredible imagery before falling completely asleep. But this time it was upon going to sleep and usually I don't have it to this extent...
Anyway, I suddenly see my cat Marley. It was as if I was standing over him looking down. He looked up at me and then he stepped back and I saw drops of blood on the floor. This freaked me out and I opened my eyes. This took place on Friday night. Sunday morning Marley started getting ill and hasn't been able to keep food down since. I'll probably take him to the vet if he's not better by tomorrow. Either this was a precognitive event or quite a coincidence. The fact that I saw the image so clearly and yet had not fallen asleep yet really was unusual, for me at least.
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Date of dream: Monday, July 21, 2008
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Lucid Intent? No
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I was at some weekend cookout event. There were several of us and we were camping out. Robin Wright was there, apparently I knew her in the dream. A few of us stayed up all night the first night and then come morning I realized that I all the fun stuff would be happening later in the evening, so I should get some sleep in order to be awake later. I laid down to sleep in my bed (even though we were camping), some other guy was sleeping in the bed too and started to snuggle with me. I felt a bit awkward about this because I didn't really know who it was.
Next scene. I'm at church... The church I used to go to years ago IRL. I walk in and sit down, it's a much smaller congregation then what they really are today. I see the pastor and his wife and they are sitting up front. The pastor's wife, Renee, starts speaking. He interjects and she acts like she doesn't even hear him and keeps right on talking. I got the impression she was mad at him and letting him know it by ignoring him. Of course she never would have done this IRL in front of the congregation.
I decide I want to leave so I head for the door. I see the pastor out in the parking lot, I didn't want him to see me leave so I went into the bathroom. It's a bathroom with about 3 stalls and the one at the end is available. I enter and suddenly a kid from the stall next to me crawls into my stall. Then several other are crawling around between stalls as well. One of them recognizes me and says my name. I felt a bit clostraphobic and just wanted to get out.
I finally leave the bathroom and walk outside. The sun is shining and it's a beautiful day. I see the "service" is finally over. People are leaving the building. As I walk around the corner I see my old friend Shawn Cook. We meet up and hug, talk for a minute and then start walking towards his car. He walks over to this SWEET beight Rolls Royce limo with doors that open from the middle, one opening towards the front the other opening towards teh back. The car is bouncing a bit, hydrolics.
I start looking for my car and then I realize I'm standing in a spot of the "parking lot" where there are stairs and I look and see that I'm blocking people from going down the stairs. I look up and see a guy named Ranch who I also used to attend church with IRL. He is just looking straight ahead, not even acknowledging my presense, waiting for me to move. I move one, unaffected by his rudeness and continue to look for my car. I finally see it but it looks a bit funny. It looks like my car but something is off. I then look at the lisence plates and I see 6 letters, then they change and then they keep changing and changing right in front of me. That's all it took to become lucid. I immediately realized it was a dream and I stayed calm. The scene didn't change, usually it does, and I was excited. Everything was just about as vivid as it was before I became lucid but with the added awareness.
I decide to float rather then walk, so I jump up and slowly float around the area checking things out. I run into someone that says "28, 19" and then something with the reference to the London Bridge, this seems significant to me so i repeat over and over 28 19 in my dream to commit it to memory so I won't forget when I wake up. Guess it worked. Although this takes on a life of its own as I continue to ponder what it means throughout the rest of the dream.
Still somewhat lucid, I walk down t his outside thruway and then enter what looks like a 4th grade class. I'm now a 10 year old boy (although I feel as if I am really myself but have become this boy in order to enter the class). I go into the class and lose lucidity for a moment. This black kid, who is taller than me, tries to pick on me, so I punch him. He seems shocked and a bit amazed, then I regain lucidity and I feel bad for hitting him. I then tell him that he needs to improve his fighting skills and that i would teach him some defensive moves after class. He seems interested and sits down.
The teacher is busy trying to work the tv/cable so we could watch some western movies. Finally she gets it working and hands the remote to a student. I remember there being 3 channels to choose from and I was interested for a moment but then saw another kid (who looked like he was in his 20's) but to the teacher he must have also looked like a 4th grader, or that was how it seemed. Like he was "undercover" as someone else, like I was, but I could see his real self. I got the feeling he was from New York and I went up and talked to him asking him if he remembered the time he and I fought. He didn't seem to recall, but within the dream I had a distinct memory of fighting this kid at some other time.
Then I woke up!
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The church portion of the dream seems to be recurring. I dream about my old church often. I ended up leaving the church because my beliefs changed. it was somewhat traumatic for me because I did feel as if many members of the church were like family, but once I left so did their friendships. Of course I know the reason for that, but it still had an effect on me, and obviously still does.
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Date of dream: Thursday, July 17, 2008
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I was actually Paris Hilton in this dream, god help me. It was as if I was in a movie with Tom Cruise. Although my feeling during the dream wasn't as if it was a movie but I do remember thinking, while dreaming, it was similar to Mission Impossible. I remember one part where we were running through a parking garage trying to get away from someone. There is also an elevator that comes into play. Then we're up in this apartment hiding from "whoever". Suddenly I'm alone in the apartment and I hear something, I get scared and go hide. I hear this "creature" walk into the apartment. It reminds me of the Predator (from the movie) I can hear it breathing but I can't see it. I'm hoping it can't see me. Finally I hear it leave and am relieved.
Next scene, I believe I am myself again, and I am wanting to go to this coffee shop. I'm supposed to meet someone there. Remember little else about this portion of the dream but I know there was more.
Next I'm in this arena and I'm talking to this girl who was dressed in black, kinda goth/punk. She was commenting on some of the rings I was wearing. I distinctly remember a ring that had "wings", all of the jewerly was silver. We were talking some more, she seemed very friendly and interested in getting to know me. Then this guy, with blond hair, pulled back, comes over, he too was wearing black. She introduced him to me as her husband. Suddenly I realize there are armed men standing at the top of the arena. I get the feeling we are all in this arena, not by choice and that we can not leave, almost as if it were a concentration camp or something. The armed guards, which were military or government, start shooting people. However the guns didn't contain bullets, it was some kind of green gel that would hit the person, it wasn't killing them, maybe just stunned them or something. At this point the people I was sitting with got angry, as did I. We realized we were prisoners and decided to rush the armed men. We started to climb the wall of the arena (we were up near the top and it was an open arena with no roof) to attempt to reach the guards. Then over the loud speaker I hear someone say my last name and I realize this isn't going to work, they are on to us, so we retreat.
Then I'm sitting in an apartment and I still feel as if I'm in this arena, or at least still a prisoner of something. I look through some binoculars and see this family in another apartment, I'm able to hear them talking. It's nighttime now and I see them with kind of a sepia tone through the binoculars. I remember they were discussing something about our "circumstances" but don't remember anything specific about what they said.
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