Date of dream: Monday, April 29, 2013
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I died and knew it. But instead of going to some sort of afterlife, I was reborn. I traveled into another body. My POV was from above as I slowly sank into what looked like a baby.
I was now this baby. I opened my eyes and crawled around a little. I was really low to the ground. I also knew I had been reincarnated, and I figured my knowledge of this would fade as I became able to communicate.
After a while I realized I wasn't a baby human, I was a puppy. This was strange but fun. I knew I wouldn't live that long, but since I was a puppy, people would love me. I was a yellow Lab. A little girl was petting me.
We grew up together, though the next part of the dream was her as a teen and me as an adult dog. We were in her bedroom, and I was somehow communicating with her. I believe I was talking. I was making "Arrested Development" references, and she laughed.
Additional Comments:
The only thing I can figure from this dream is the "AD" reference. The show's coming back, on Netflix, and I'm looking forward to it.
I don't believe in reincarnation.
Date of dream: Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was with a friend (I don't know exactly who it was), and we were in a futuristic place. It was outdoors, but there were tall walls around us. The walls looked mechanical or metal. Robots would come at us in waves, and we had to shoot them. It was like "Halo 4." We'd shoot flying robots and giant walking robots.
Some robots would get close, and we'd have to melee them, which worked. We stopped advancing and backed up into a grassy opening. Behind us was a body of bright green water. There was an announcement that said we had a limited amount of time to get our feet in a large boat on the water. The consequences of not doing so would mean death.
We crawled to this white, wooden boat. It was like a rowboat except held at least 50 people. It was right next to the edge of the grass, so we were able to get fully inside to be safe. Then a very small woman ran from behind the walls onto the grass field. She was extremely angry. Rather than face her wrath, I jumped in the green water. The wall between the grass and water got higher farther left, so I slowly moved left. I wanted to hold on with just my fingertips and keep my face above water. That way I could hide behind the wall.
The top of the wall felt like foam, so that would make it easier for me to hide my fingers. But the woman saw me, and she also spotted my friend among all the people on the boat. She shouted, "Alexdoria!" so loudly it woke me up.
Additional Comments:
This was my 1,000th dream recorded in this journal!
Shooting robots was similar to "Halo 4," which I've been playing a lot of with my friend.
Date of dream: Sunday, February 26, 2012
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
This dream has been viewed 202 times.
I was at Dollywood for Wild Eagle's media day. I was sitting in the last row of the crazy B&M Wing Rider train. The restraints were bulky and hard. The seats weren't positioned on the side of the track like a real Wing Rider. They were above the track, but they seemed way more roomy than a floorless coaster.
We started on the first official ride of the new roller coaster. The ride was really quiet and smooth. I could hardly tell we were moving at all. Then we reached a camelback, and there was a ton of airtime. We were really thrown out of our seats as we starting heading down the hill. The restraints were painful.
The bottom of the hill had heavy G-forces, and I started enjoying the ride now that I could feel forces. The ride was extremely long. I was timing on my watch when we climbed the lift hill, and when we were in the station, it was 9 1/2 minutes later. Though we were in the station for a few minutes, so I just figured it was about seven minutes long.
We started climbing the vertical lift hill again. They didn't ask, they just let us go around again. I was only slightly annoyed, but that was because I didn't like the restraints. The rest of the ride made up for it.
As we went through the ride, I noticed that the people in the other cars ahead of me were lying down. They had somehow converted their seats to flying seats. I figured out that if you move the restraints around, anyone could do it. I told the woman next to me -- who I think was my friend Katie, but I'm not sure -- to convert her restraint.
I wiggled out of the shoulder harness and moved the bars around until they clicked in another position. This was all happening as the ride was going, but I had time since it was such a relaxing and long ride. I lay down and was able to pull the last of the restraints over myself. They locked in front of me, and I grabbed on to the bars and was in a total flying position. I was lying completely flat.
I also was facing backward, which I thought would be a little unusual. I got nervous that the forces in some areas would be on my head. But then I realized that X at Six Flags Magic Mountain turned its cars around, and people were upside-down when they should have been facing up, and they were fine. They just felt the high G-forces on their heads.
We crested a hill, and I saw part of a wooden coaster's track on the side of a hill that had been cut into. It was a 90-degree bank, but that was it. I wondered if that was Thunderhead, but then I looked below it and saw that Thunderhead was intact. I shouted to Katie that we should ride that next. I said it was an amazing ride, especially at night. She said she knew it was my No. 3 wooden coaster. The sun had started setting, so I was getting excited to ride it.
The ride ended, and we walked down the exit ramp. I realized that I hadn't taken any pictures of Wild Eagle for my trip report, so I got out my point-and-shoot and prepared to take some pictures. I also got out my iPhone to write down the name of the coaster to keep track. I created a new notes file and named it something like "DWMD," for Dollywood media day.
We decided to go to Thunderhead, which was right next to the exit ramp we were on. But there was a worker in a harness and fluorescent-green vest who was working on the track. That meant it was down, and it didn't seem like a temporary fix. That upset me.
Additional Comments:
That never happened with X.
I'm sure I had this dream because I was looking at a picture of Wild Eagle's seats yesterday.
