Date of dream: Sunday, January 02, 2011
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was due to get married the following day to a man I barely knew. He was older than me - probably around 40, and he wore glasses. I didn't know his first name, though I knew his surname (I can't remember it now, but I know it was double-barelled). I don't think I'd forgotten his name, I just don't think I ever knew it. He was an extremely wealthy businessman, but I wasn't marrying him for his money - I think it was maybe an arranged marriage. It was going to be a small wedding, my only guests were my mother, and my friend Shell, who was going to be my bridesmaid. I was trying on my dress, and waiting for Shell to arrive to try hers on. I don't remember mine, but hers was red and strapless. It looked like the fabric was wrapped around in layers, and it had a gold sheen to it, and a bow on the waist. I realised she was late, so I texted her, and she replied saying she didn't feel like coming to the wedding. I drove over to her house, where she was sitting with her parents and some other relatives (cousins, uncles, etc). I asked her again about the wedding, and tried to convince her how important it was that she come, but she just didn't want to - she seemed bored, and treated the whole thing like it was no big deal. I was furious, and started yelling at her. I don't remember what I said, but I said some really harsh things, then stormed out. A few minutes later, I got a text from her cousin saying that I'd been too harsh on her - he clearly also thought it was no big deal. This just made me even angrier.
I got home, and started calling every other female friend I could think of. At first I wanted one who would fit into the red dress, but I realised that I didn't actually care what they wore, I just needed to have a bridesmaid. Each friend I called was really apologetic, but couldn't make the wedding because it was too short notice, and too far away from where they lived. I resigned myself to the fact that I would have no guests at my wedding.
I don't know what happened next - I have a half-remembered scene of walking through a field of lavender, hand in hand with my grandmother, and discussing the problem of my bridesmaids. By the next scene, the wedding was over.
My new husband had to rush off immediately after the wedding because he had important work to do. A chauffeur took me too an enormous hotel - it was famous for being the biggest and most luxurious in the world. My husband had arranged for me to stay there alone in luxury for a couple of days until he returned. I went to check in, and the clerk asked me my name. I gave her my new married name, and the whole front desk stopped and looked at me. I looked down at the checkin form and realised that the hotel name was the same as my new surname - my husband owned the hotel. The staff all immediately started treating my like royalty, showing my to a penthouse suite. I felt uncomfortable by the attention, I wasn't used to it. I knew I was now a joint owner of the hotel, and was free to roam wherever I wanted to, and decided to explore the hotel before my husband came home.
Date of dream: Saturday, May 23, 2009
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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This dream is really hard to describe. I had moved to a new area with my parents, a sister, and a male friend. It was somewhere in the North of England, andmost of the area was made up of moors and bleak open areas - it reminded me of Wuthering Heights. There was a big building in the centre of one of the moors - in real life it's my office building, but in the dream it was like a meeting place for everyone because we all lived so far away from each other. I was in this building on the top floor, and I was looking out of the window. A storm had started outside - the sky was black and there was lightning and thunder, and strong winds. Out the window I could see one tree, which was bending almost to the ground when the wind hit it. The rest of the moor seemed to have turned into a thick liquid - it looked like blood, but I convinced myself it was just the wet ground, and the colour of the sky was distorting it. I remembered hearing a legend about the area - a hundred or so years before there had been a group of people who belonged to some kind of offshoot of Christianity. They were incredibly religious, and tried to do good all the time, but one particular woman had been accused of conversing with the devil, and it had caused the moor to be flooded with blood. The rest of the people had all been drowned, while the woman was dragged down to hell.
I had never believed this legend, but now that I had seen how the moor looked, I started getting scared. I started to run down the stairs towards the ground floor, all the way trying to convince myself it was just a story. A couple of floors from the bottom I bumped into an elderly Irish man. I was slightly hysterical by this point, and I asked him if he'd seen the moor. He started talking about the legend and the woman as though he'd known her personally, then he grabbed me by the shoulders and started shouting "It wasn't her fault, you need to understand that it wasn't her fault!". I broke free and ran for the next flight of stairs, as he continued to shout after me, but as I stepped onto the top step I saw that the blood from the moor had broken through the doors of the building and had flooded the ground floor, and was now making its way up the stairs. It had a really thick slippery consistancy. I slipped on it on the top step, then fell on my backside and slid all the way down the stairs, and landed on the landing below, sitting waist deep in the blood.
The dream cut and I was now trapped with my family and friend inside what seemed to be some kind of human farm. We were chained in rows, along with hundreds of other people, and there were troughs of food in front of us. My family were on the end of the row - my parents were at the very end, and I was next to them. There was a door next to my parents which led out onto the moor - still soaked in blood. Directly in front of the door were about 10 objects hanging from hooks. They looked like large eggs - like ostrich eggs - and were covered by what looked like pink seaweed. There was a young man working in the building - he was wearing a hazmat suit and kept looking at me like he wanted to help me - I had a feeling that we knew each other from somewhere. He kept going to the eggs and shaking out the seaweed. I asked him what he was doing, and he said that sometimes parasites got in the seaweed, and he had to protect the eggs, and also sometimes the eggs released a stream of smaller eggs, which needed to be able to flow straight out into the moor - hence why the eggs were opposite the door. I was about to ask him what was happening to us, when I was distracted by my sister somehow managing to get her ipod headphones tangled in the food trough. For some reason, I found this hilarious, and so did the young man. We were both laughing, but when I looked at him, he was looking at me full of sadness, and I realised for certain that I was going to die.
Date of dream: Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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The first part of this dream was like a video game, but I was the main character. At the start, I was looking down on myself, and I was about to fight the final boss of the game. We were both pixelated, like little sprites from the early Final Fantasy games. The point of the game had been to track down and defeat bosses of the various elements - fire, earth, water, ice, lightning, wind - and this was their leader. He was dressed in black and was possibly a gravity elemental. At the start of the battle, myself and another female character were standing on one side of a room, while the boss was on the other. We were seperated by a partition, and we each had a long, black, plastic tube, which we swung round like whips. The battle was really hard, and the girl fighting with me got hit too many times and disappeared. I thought that I was about to lose too, but I managed to get one last hit in on the boss, and the partition came down.
I knew that the next stage would be to fight the boss in a smaller area, without the partition, and I was really scared, because I knew that I only won the previous round through sheer luck. By this point, we were no longer pixelated, and I could see that the boss was wearing black and silver armour, and seemed to have some sort of gun attached to one of his arms. Before the battle commenced, there was a cut scene - kind of a "meanwhile, in another place..." scene. It cut to a long shot of our planet floating in space. Standing on top was a huge old man in black and purple robes - he was about twice as tall as the planet was, and the robed around his feet covered the whole of the arctic. I knew he was the element of Darkness, and he was legendary, like a god. He was giving me advice, telling me I'd nearly won. The view panned round to the other side of the planet, where there was the element of Light - also legendary. The Light element looked like a crystal - it had one tall crystal standing straight up, with lots of smaller crystals sticking out of the side, so it looked almost like a waterlily. Around its base were wisps of white fog. It was about the same size as the Darkness elemental. It also gave me advice, before the scene faded away.
As the setting returned to where I was, the building I was in fell away and I realised the boss had been defeated and I didn't have to battle him again. The building turned out to be a huge garden which belonged to a female friend of mine. At one end of the garden was an enormous driveway, lined by walls about 5ft high. Spaced out along the top of the walls were big statues - they were spaced quite close together, and the walls went on for as far as I could see. Most of the statues and walls were white stone, but there was a section in the middle where the wall was plain brick, and statues were painted and shiny - they looked like varnished painted metal. I had a jar of lemon curd from somewhere, and I was eating it with my finger. My friend (I can't remember who) came up to me and complained that the lemon curd was hers, so I apologised and told her I thought she didn't like it. I asked her about the statues, and she told me that her father had either made them or had them made for her. He was in the army, so was away a lot, and wanted the statues to remind her of him. Apparently each statue represented a part of her character, but I couldn't work out what each meant when I looked at them.
Additional Comments:
The whole first section of the dream was really similar to a Final Fantasy game - particularly the early
ones. The whole look of the characters, and also the elements, and the final boss, were all really similar.
