Date of dream: Friday, August 27, 2010
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I'm in a large auditorium crowded with people. We're here to watch a movie, but I just want to get
away from the people that surround me. Eventually I realize I'll never get through the throngs of
people, and I stand up to try to read the poster across the room that advertises we're going to see.
It is soon revealed that it is a movie about everything in the world, but I don't pay it much mind.
After hours and hours I wonder when the movie will end, but realize it might not ever end.
Date of dream: Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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On the play gym I spot a wooden platform with solid black lettering on its surface naming the
platform DEAD. With the rest of the structure ending in slides, ropes, poles, and nets, or otherwise
safely guarded, this particular platform ends in nothing but a fall if one isn't careful enough.
It bows when I step onto it, the wood beginning to melt beneath me. I jump off as it careens and
twists to the ground. I land in white sand, soft sand, and I push it around with the upmost of my
shoes before moving to the swings without a backwards glance.
I watch as I wade through it, my shoes kicking up the fine grains that never bothered to compact and
stay together. Once I reach the swingset I sit. From this spot I'm able to take in all my
surroundings-- the explored playground, the trees behind, the blurry town wrapped around us all.
The sun will soon be setting. The sky is turning colors and the town is taking its turn-- the
windows harsh, the ferris wheels aglow. When I look back up the sky is now streaked with thick,
ghostly lines containing hundreds of spheres.
It's then that I notice the people to my right. Just a couple, looking towards the sky. The universe
is shifting, they tell me, all those little dots? Well those are planets, the new planets, the
universe is ushering in new planets, and it's time for us to go.
I marvel at the sky. I don't want to miss it. I notice the ferris wheels are now moving, herding
people to the tiptop for their fair glimpse of Doomsday.
Date of dream: Thursday, August 05, 2010
Level of Lucidity:
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
Lucid Technique: RT
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After opening two doors, one after the other, I finally find myself outside in the pitch-black. One, two, three; down the few steps that free me from the structure all together. Before me is a single-laned blacktop road, with tree residents wactching over and secluding me in the dark.
I know that if I go to the woods something bad will happen. It's inpenetrable, it's the makings of a nightmare. So instead I dash down the road, left, barely taking into account my surroundings. Soon I'm blinded by headlights as cars swerve towards me. I fall off the road and it's all I can do to get out of their path.
One vehicle in particular swerves off the road, bound for me, but then stops. I shield my eyes from the blinding light, only to finally look up and find my mother behind the wheel. Relief floods through me and I get in the vehicle.
My mother doesn't see anything unusual about finding me in a ditch on the side of the road, and so I don't bring it any further to her attention. Her driving is also anything but erratic, as would be imagined in a dream skittering on the edges of a nightmare. With this I look down at my hands. On my left hand I'm missing a finger, one of them being abnormally skinny. On my right, one branches out into two tiny fingers like a tree.
The world becomes one of rich detail as I focus on my hands and try to keep calm. I hear the engine of the vehicle loudly and suddenly, and want to cover my ears but resist. I look over to my mother and study her. She seems shaky, as if she were a flickering light, or a phantom, and her nose is that of a witches'.
I begin to ponder what I will do next. I realize if I leave the vehicle I will be left in the horrible dark, all alone, and decide that that isn't an option. The only sensible thing to do would be to wait until we reach our destination-- one that will hopefully be accompanied by lights. The carride takes us through familiar landmarks, until I fully recognize the grocery store in my town.
The stores windows are a glow, the street lights safely on. Instead of comforting me, I'm scared. Why would the store be lit but the rest of the world not? Besides, by then we're already past the store and I decide not to risk asking my mother to drop me off there.
I'm just going to have to wait until we get home. It would be 10 minutes. Can I last that long without waking up? I look at my hands again and there are slight alterations, but they are still disfigured, inhuman. I decide to have some fun.
"Mother, what is wrong with my hands? Did you do drugs while you were pregnant, expose me to radiation?"
She seems to already be losing her patience and dismisses what I say. Hmmph. Soon everything begins to trancend into the blur it was before, and I try to focus on my hands to bring things back. Somehow things go dark and when I open my eyes I find myself in my bed, awake.
