Date of dream: Saturday, December 27, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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This dream seems to take place in a different time and place. I seem to be living with a bunch of people unrelated to me, and from the part of the dream I remember I am inside a spacious building with glass walls. We're on the bottom floor. Outside there are these robots that are supposed to be like evil or something. We are under the impression that they will shoot us, right through the glass walls if they see anyone move, so when they show up, we all have trained ourselves to fall to the ground and remain as motionless as possible until they go away. They show up and we all fall down, or at least some of us do. It would appear a few people didn't get the memo or something, and continued to walk around. They seemed puzzled by the rest of us suddenly falling to the floor and covering our faces with our hands. Outside among the robots were other people, who were immune to the robots. They were the robot master or something. I see one of the men outside taunting a woman who was just inside the building right up against the glass wall. I couldn't hear what he was saying, but apparently he saw he move and I get the impression she's to be removed from the building and punished or something. I noticed the robots didn't do anything at all, even though there were people inside still moving. This is when I realize it's all been a lie. The robots don't do anything at all. I stand up and exclaim to everyone else "That's IT, I am kicking his ass!" I walk right up to the place where the man outside is taunting the woman. He watches me as I approach, but he doesn't do anything. Like he's too astonished or something. I get there and pull him into the building and start to punch him in the face. He doesn't even try to defend himself. When I feel like I've spent my fury, I toss him aside as ask to the other people in the building if anyone else would like to have a turn. Naturally, everyone is similarly furious that they've been living in terror of the robots that don't acutaully shoot you, so that was pretty much everyone, but there were still others outside who also deserved a beating. I remember draging in one more, but that's all I can remember.
Date of dream: Friday, December 26, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I dreamt that I was train, like the old fashion coal powered ones. I can see my train tack is about to end, but that's normal. I have to get on a boat and cross a river, where I will meet the rest of my line on the other side. I come to the end of my line and there is a huge raft there, and I move onto the raft and begin to sink. Apparently I am too heavy. There is someone here who is trying to figure out what to do. I am not too happy about being partially submerged, but I can't do anything at all. Finally this person has the idea to put two more rafts underneath the first one. They think it will work. I wonder how they're going to put the rafts underneath the one I am on top of already and that is also under water. Somehow they manage this. At least my front end is gradually coming up out of the water. It is not going to be good enough. I am unhappy because I can't help myself. I don't remember anything else.
Date of dream: Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I haven't been posting lately for two reasons. Most of my dreams as of late are just so screwy and weird, when I think about trying to write them down I get frustrated. I don't even know where to start on some occassions. Other times they just seem too meaningless. But I figured I would try to recall a few things from the last few weeks or however long it's been since I posted.
There was one dream that really freaked me out. In the dream I am looking for something. I am in a place where a lot of people live in a sort of commune. I need to get something from a friend's room. In the dream I have never been in that friend's room before, and when I enter it I look around and I am really embarrassed and uncomfortable about their decorations. Seems like this person was really obsessed with me and some other friends, where she's pretty much built a shrine in her room to some people I know. I decide to pretend not to have seen it, and just get what I came for and leave...quickly. However that person comes to discover what I had seen and choses that time to make a full confession. I nearly panic, I try to detach myself from the situation, but she attempts to bully me into admitting I had the same obsession for her, which was so far off kilter. I could hardly belive it. I remember finally getting angry at her, because she wouldn't back off at all. It almost came to me punching her. There was other stuff that happened in that dream that I can't remember.
There have been at least three dreams where I turned into a bat. This is really exciting to me, because I used to do that all the time long long ago, but somehow lost the ability. I had another bat dream last night, and it was fun. I was not afraid of being high up in the air, like I often am.
In the dreams that I had last night I am with some friends at a carnival. We're looking for a photo booth to have our picture taken. We find some but none of them work, or they do something weird we don't care for. Each photo booth was like a theme, and if you sat and had your picture taken, it would add elements of the theme to it. I rejected the Civil War photo booth, and there was another one that had a circus theme that for some reason made me feel really uneasy, and another one had an Old West theme. We never got our picture taken in any case. I also looked for a food vendor, but either the vendor's didn't have food I wanted or they had really long lines. It was time to leave the park, and to get out you had to go through a really huge mall. Actually it only had one store in it, and we were walking down the aile with racks of winter coats to the left and to the right of us. Near the end there were towels and toys, and when we get to where the check out is I come to realize that all of this, the mall and the carnival was all an elaborate set up to kid nap me. I play it cool when the man at the check out is talking on the phone and he's supposed to let us out after he takes care of a purchase. I don't think my friends are in on it, but I see my chance to escape if I keep pretending I don't know what is going on. I forget the exact details. While the man turns his back to do something I go out the door myself and make a run for it. I turn into something with wings. Not a bat, though. I can see my shadow down on the grass and sand below. I am headed towards the ocean. I seem to have feathered wings, and my body looks pretty strange, not at all like my real self. I have bulky limbs, but seem to be human-shaped at least. I am still worried that someone will try to chase me for a little while, but then I am really far away and I am no longer worried. But then I am worried that I am getting lost.
Additional Comments:
I've been thinking a lot about myself lately. Trying to figure out what's wrong with my life, etc. I don't have a best friend, and this really brings me down a lot. It seems really depressing at times. I do have friends, but no one who I could really call my best friend. There really is no such person, and there hasn't been for a really loooong time. I wonder why that is, and decided that it must because I am such an odd ball. I am really very incompatible with most people. I am not interested in any of the things most people are usually interest in, and am also not interested in gaining anything either. I am just one of those people who can't be bargained with, and I think this isolates me form most people who would, for example, allow their friendships to be based on liking the same music or movies or something else superficial like that. I don't know what I am trying to say, exactly, but I sure am tired of being alone all the time. I think my dreams must reflect that somehow.
