I was at the gym on the elliptical machine, while I was working out on it, it started to not function right, I was struggling to get the pedals rotating. There were other people around on different machines working out as well, so I didn’t want to get off of it right away because I had just got on it. I put the resistance at the lowest setting and it was still a struggle to get it moving. I exhausted myself completely but I managed to keep going for long enough to where I felt like other people wouldn’t judge me for getting off too soon.
I was in an unrecognizable room as my 3-4 year old self, though I still had all of my memories of being an adult. My father walked into the room as his 27-30 year old self. He knelt down and opened his arms for a hug and I ran to him as fast as I could and throwing my arms around his neck, squeezing tightly as if to say I would never let him go. (My father committed suicide 10 years ago and it nearly killed me.) He chuckled at me and said something about how I could let him go now. I replied, "I'll never let you go if it means you'll have to leave again. (The picture is actually me and my dad)
I don't think I astral travel because I don't see my body lying there... but, I do dream that I'm flying - as shown in the pictures. I'm able to manoeuvre around objects, and if it so happens that I'm going to crash into one I wake out of my sleep. I find I have to keep concentrating during my flights, and if I lose concentration, I begin to fall to the ground; but then again, I wake out of my sleep. I also have dreams where I'm teaching people to fly... but I find they can't do it.
I went on a trip to Rusia with my mom and my sisters. We were in a fancy restaurant and the waiter pressure us because apparently we needed to pick what we wanted to order quickly otherwise they took away your food. I was the only one who didn’t know what to eat. So I said that I wanted option number 5. The waiter screamed “ASHIBABA!” And another 3 guys surrounded me screaming the same word. “Yes lady we’ll get you a husband in no time!” One of them said. “Wait what?!” I replied However my family seemed to be okay with it. “Finally!” My Mom said. The next day, they dressed me up with a shiny white dress. They did my hair, my nails, and everything. I came into a theatre with girls whom were wearing the same clothes as I did, on the other side of the theatre were handsome man wearing black suits, also kind of brilliant. I don’t know how but we needed to pick a man to dance with, the one we liked the most was the one we’ll spend the rest of our lives with. My friend Jenny appeared saying that she wasn’t ready and started to cry, the organizers didn’t let me calm her down. I found a man, I was dancing with him and damn he was cute so we made out and I guess we got married. Afterwards, I tried to help Jenny but another girl was with her and they were making out... I guess they got married as well 😂
My sister and I visited an old castle. She told me about a legend of some ghosts “they’re still here” she explained what we needed to do in case we died and and to stay in this world. I wanted to see if it was true so I died and I became a ghost. Nobody could see me and I did a lot of funny stuff. I remember stealing candy from stores, teasing random people, and so on. I found my sis and wrote a letter for me saying that If i continued doing bad things I wasn’t going to heaven. So, in the end in found the way to pay what I stolen back and helped the people I teased, I remember making one favour to one of them by saving him from a bully. In the end I entered to a mysterious castle in which I remember being afraid because there was another ghost.
I had a dream last night that I was crossing the road with my dog and we got hit by a truck. I stood up after the impact and saw a trail a blood down the road, I was also covered in blood as was my dog. A fairy showed up, taking me away from my dog who was laying on the side of the road with my body. She explained that I was now dead, and that I would soon forgot all my memories since I was chosen to become a fairy myself. Which, basically meant you helped people forget their memories before they moved on.
I hid 3 landmines in the oven keeping them safe but forgot they were there. my daughter started to cook her lunch using the oven and the hob. after some time I remembered that the bombs were in the oven, I opened the door and they were smoking.. and her pie was not yet cooked, my daughter and i agreed that if i touched the mines they would automatically explode but there was a possibility they would explode anyway.. do we leave the pie an oven which was filing with white smoke or risk taking out the bombs. I after a minute shut the oven door turned of the cooker and walked away.
I was on a bus with many people, whom I vaguely knew. One man I know was being held still and white powder was blown into his face repeatedly. On the third time, he was meant to complete his unwilling transition to being a vampire. It had a delayed reaction and there was a moment where me and my friend were relieved, but then his hair turned white and he was a vampire. His personality changed to something quite volatile and dangerously playful. He came over to me to turn me into a vampire. He seemed to attempt to control his new tendency for a bit and, relieved, we began to kiss. However, I was nipped and in the dream I remember wondering if it was an accident or if he had meant to. I turned into a vampire instantly, but in my very strange dream, female vampires were had uncontrollable ice powers, and also, unlike male vampires who had to bite to create a new vampire, female vampires were contagious. So I started running, trailing ice, to get away from everyone to keep from infecting. Eventually I was captured and taken to my friend’s manor. He treated me very well, like a lover, but I still wanted to escape. Eventually I crawled through a window and flew off. I remember thinking that he must have some memory left, because otherwise he would have come after me. The end had me holding a green apple only partially covered in ice, I must have been learning some control. Then I woke up.
The second dream I had last night was confusing, but there was one part I remember distinctly. These two colored girls who were supposedly new friends called me out on being racist in a school hallway, that wasn’t from my school. I insisted to them that I wasn’t, and we all ended up in a fight of consistent yelling before I stormed off.
I ran into some friends while out for lunch, so I sat down to eat with them. Various people I knew from high school showed up and would stop by our table to say hi or catch up for a minute, then leave. We all decide to go back to someone’s house (can’t remember who) and hang out. A time is set and I was told to meet everyone at the train station to ride together. I get to the train station but I have a hard time finding my friends. I see them off in a distance and run to them because I see the train is coming to a stop. Once I reach them, the train is at a full stop and they get on, so I follow. There’s no room left and I’m told I have to get off and wait for the next one. I’m expecting my friends to get off and wait with me, but they don’t. They just tell me “I guess you have to wait for the next one” as the doors begin to close. I’m so upset at this point but I wait for the next one. Nobody is left on the train platform. It’s just me by myself. I grab my phone but it flashes that it’s dead, and I’m starting to get scared. It’s dark and I’m alone with a dead cell phone and nobody is there to help. I’m waiting for a long time but the train never comes for me.
in the evening, i'm in bathroom for takin a really quick shower,it was only me in tht house.then,while shower i can heard that someone is coming,she open the door and came inside. she stops me and whispered "lemme do this" and slowly her lips touch mine,she kissed me with passionately,i can hear her breath.a very lovely evening,im naked,with person i don't even know,i can't remembered her face but her passionate kiss glued in my mind! i don't know how can i feel it and actually i never had a kiss before,so it such a beautiful moment!!
I went to a restaurant with an uncle. He was saying “yo must go to college otherwise you’ll have no future, you’ll be nothing. Without it you’re nonexistent!” I was getting sick of his comments however I remain patient because he doesn’t know that the reason why I’m not studying is my dads alcoholism... I told him that I was going to work and pay for my own education. He took me to a fast food restaurant and the owner asked me to prepare burritos. After doing that, he tried one and became addicted “you have to make more!... you are so freaking hired!” My dream skipped when the restaurant was collapsing because there were too many people in the room, everyone screaming to get burritos and pushing the kitchen door.. they were like zombies. I hidden myself inside a little cabinet and waited until they fell asleep. When they did, I gave them their food and quit afterwards.
I am looking around in a new house of my parents. They are not there in the beginning. There are two doors in the bedroom. In the kitchen I pour out some old tea, leaving the leaves in the teapot. My father says that he usually use the tea for something, I don´t remember what, just that it can be used. Some Black tape in a door won´t stick in the top. Note: Yesterday I was looking around in a new article I got publiced. The editor had "poured out" a small summary like the old tea.
I was in a city- then in an apartment room- then suddenly out again on a street that had buildings on fire and people runing around! I stopped a short man and he said that the Vortex is coming and the solar system is in it! Then scene changed and I was at a public swimming park wbut clouds allaround, then I'm back in the city and I looked at horizon at the end of the street down the city street with building fires allaround still.. and on that horizon was a view in the sky of a whirling tornado(like the "final countdown" that the nimitz went through ) sideways, then I had looked in my hand and there was some tind of medicine bottle with "fragrence etc. written on it. I saw that I tossed that bottle in between a building wall and another wall as I was on a roof top of those buildings. then I woke up really disorientated! direction kitchen for "Coffee" LOL It really disturbed me all day!
I was in Luna Park, and in the Dodgems I found a puppy, a black dachshund. I immediately adored it, cuddled it, and played with it. I told it I loved it, and it whispered "I love you too." I decided this dog was now mine. I took him into my car and we spent the day together driving home. When I got home with it, my parents were not pleased. I said, "I love this dog" to them, and then I woke up, really sad that I did not have a puppy.
I was babysitting at my neighbor’s house in the evening, and the girl and I were trying to figure out what to do. Randomly, through the window, I saw a young wild boar/warthog in the grass. I went outside to make sure it was okay (I don’t live anywhere near where a warthog or wild boar would be in real life. At first, it was super wild/afraid of me, but I talked to it, and it talked back, and I invited it inside. The three of us were hanging out and playing, and I feel like there was one more animal there, but I don’t quite remember. Later, I drove the girl to a doctor’s appointment, and on the way back, she asked to stop at this bakery, so I was like, “why not?” And I spend $60-90 on chocolate cake or brownies or something. Randomly, there were a couple friends with me who wanted cake and were going to split the cost, but they disappeared and left me with all the cake. I took the cake back home, and the girl and the warthog and the other animal and I had an informal cake gathering. But then the girl’s mother came home, and I had to ask the warthog and the other animal to come back later and I had to hide the cake so her mom didn’t think I was going to let her have the whole thing (it was a LOT). I told the warthog to chill in the woods behind our houses and come back later. After I went home for the evening, I didn’t see the warthog, and began to worry. I wanted to go into the woods to look for it, but there was a thunderstorm approaching. I crossed the street to go into the woods, but stopped shortly outside them, as the thunderstorm was making me nervous. The woods had a mystical feel to them, a fairy-like energy, but I knew entering them would be dangerous because of the storm. I decided to turn around and go home, but I was still worried about the warthog because he had become someone important to my heart. I hoped he’d come back.
this dream really quick, it just like for 10 second. one night , i with this guy we bout goin for a sleep.he seems so excited for no reason,he don't want go for a sleep so i forced him to sleep, right before i wanna close my eyes, he's grab my hand and holding it , with his smily face then he sleep. the next day i woke up,suprisingly i can feel his hand in mine, i can feel the way he grab my hand, i can feel his love like it is crazy, i can tell that we are happier partner, we are really fall in love. and i keep thinking bout him, i don't know you but can you stay in my dream ❤
I was swimming in a pool that was inside my house. When I swam to the surface I was in another place! The pool was the same. I saw a cute guy there and we made out aaaaaa lot 👌🏻 he also didn’t know where he was so we walked around and realized that we were on an island. In my dream I could see all of it from a cenital shot, it was rounded and filled with palm trees. Somehow we found a place with clothes, it looked like a store but there were nobody and we just took what we liked. Suddenly, there was something chasing us (I think) ‘cause we were desperately searching for the pool and come back. I don’t quite remember but I think the guy got eaten by the monster. And as soon as I got into the swimming pool everything disappeared, I came out of the water and I was home wearing my bikinis. I heard someone whistle at me “hey cutie!” People telling me dirty stuff! I tried to cover myself up but they still tell me things, I approached the window and quickly close it, 3 guys wearing masks appeared trying to stop me from doing it. I was really afraid and fortunately that’s when I woke up!
I had a dream on August 14th 2017 of a beautiful, tall, sweet gentleman with a London accent. He cared for me, showed me love and treated me like diamonds. In the first dream I had of him, we were at my college, what was then; my future college - talking beside his motorcycle. He called me "Luna, love" and treated me like the only woman in the world to him. Coming back to the present day, I still dream about him most nights and I just want to find him. Will I meet him soon? He reassured me that we'll meet soon in what we started calling the "physical world". He told me that he would find me in college and I'm still waitng. This isn't my first year of college yet though, it's an access course to get me into university. Next year will be my first year and he assured me that we'd meet. He also said that it's a possiblily of us meeting in England, as I'll T be going there soon. Please, let me know if I'm going to find him soon. I need to know if I will. This is the original account from my dream journal, that I regularly keep so that I might show it to him someday and laugh about all of this: Thursday 14th August, 2017 I had the most amazing dream last night. A man who I've never seen before was talking to me. We were holding hands and acting like a couple. It's not the guy from thisman.org. He was taller than me at about 5'7. aHe has the most amazing silver grey eyes like Draco Malfoy's. He had long shoulder length black wavy hair like how I imagine 7th year Sirius Black would look like. He had somewhat pale somewhat tanned skin like Remus Lupin. He had the style of Shadow, Sirius and Draco. He was wearing a pale grey t-shirt with an emblem of the Killian Jones with the quote I'm so serious on it, black jeans, a black leather jacket, a Slytherin scarf and black leather ankle boots like the ones that I own but for men. He was smirking at me. He called me “my Luna." He made me feel loved. We were cuddling and kissing. His name was Sam Aerik Winters. I believe that he's my future soul mate. The dream lasted for quite a long time. Sam and I were walking to the house again. He smiled at me, kissed me on the lips, kissed my hands and head. The scary thing was - minutes before I was woken - he said in his gorgeous accent that I couldn’t quite place. I think it was British as it sounded like he was from some part of London, "Goodnight love, I'll miss you. But we'll meet again. I promise you my Luna." That was the end of the dream. Also, it's technically a recurring dream as I dream of my Sam most nights now. He haunts my waking days like a ghost. I just want to be near him, to hold him in my arms and tell just how madly I love him. The first dream wasn't; but lately, my dreams with Sam are lucid. I know exactly what's going on.
Well I dreamt I was in a large abandoned building surrounded by forest so being curious I go investigate the building noticing dried blood here and there all except for one that was still wet the drag point lead to this dark room but I didn't go in it so this man came out who looked normal but his shadow was strange as if he wasn't just one man but many in one body suddenly I could hear his spine snapping and cracking as I watched him get taller and his nails growing into large claws while he growled like a dangerous animal... Not waiting time I ran out of the building and into the wood just as the sun set making everything dark. The man ran after me much faster than I could ever be and tackled me to the ground even though I tried to fight him this just angered him so he bit into my throat forcing me to stop breathing as he crushed my windpipe seeing I couldn't breathe he started tearing into my body eating me while I was alive
Morning of December 4, 2018. Tuesday. Dream #: 18,978-02. Reading time: 3 min 20 sec. Readability score: 62. At the beginning of my non-lucid dream, I am with an unfamiliar woman (of perhaps twenty) in a fictitious room of the Barolin Street house that is implied to be between the main bedroom and the lounge room. There is no furniture in the room. Despite my lack of viable dream state awareness, I am subliminally aware that I am dreaming. My dream self believes that we are awake but that I am ritually inducing the dream state. We are lying on the wooden floor. I am aware of Zsuzsanna being nearby, yet I also do not see the unfamiliar woman as an imposter or trespasser. (This is because she is supposed to be the usual Naiad and melatonin mediator, modeled after a young Zsuzsanna, but because I am not viably lucid, the situation is distorted and integrated with other dreaming processes.) I am teaching her how to enter the dream state by creating the illusion of water as autosymbolic of natural melatonin and as defining illusory physicality within sleep. I cause the floor to transform into shallow water (the typical beginning of dream state entry since early childhood), and we float around for a short time even though it only seems about four inches deep. There is an awareness that I am entering the dream state (even though I am already dreaming). I consider that if the water becomes very deep as we go farther into the dream state, sharks might eventually appear below us, but there is no continuity of perceived threat. From here, I enter a more vivid dream segment. There are no thoughts about the unfamiliar woman, who has vanished, or of the previous exercise. Zsuzsanna and our two youngest children are present. There is no longer any association with dream entry or being in the dream state. There is a storm approaching from the south. I look out from the lounge room and see odd clouds, one of them shaped like a top. Despite the several big fluffy clouds being white, they supposedly are storm clouds. I try to create a tornado from the one that looks like a top. Soon, there is a loud crash, and something, perhaps a large tree branch (though I do not see it) comes through the roof above the hallway, leaving an irregular hole. Rain comes in. Zsuzsanna and I look at the damage. I deliberately stand under the rain coming through the ceiling. I feel cool and refreshed, and my dream becomes much more vivid. (I have used water to vivify and sustain my dreams since early childhood.) In the next scene, I walk around observing water flowing down the walls from the edges of the ceiling. There is a plastic storage box on a high shelf that I feel concern about getting wet, as it may contain textbooks or my dream journals. However, it does not seem that the water is anywhere but on the walls. Through the windows, I look at the cluster of white clouds again and notice more that are shaped like tops, though I try to imagine more than there are. Zsuzsanna and our two youngest children look outside and up from (fictitious) lounge room windows at the south end of the room. It seems to be nighttime now. Near our house are two tall palm trees (not a real-life feature). The palm trees start to move in the wind and soon bow down near the windows and, at first, “roar” at us. Loud human voices, somewhat electronic, come from atop them. I find it curious but not unusual. Upon going outside, I see that Isaiah Washington (from “The 100”) is inside a space (as if I am viewing the imagery with x-ray vision) in the fetal position near the bottom of one of the palm trees. He is speaking into a microphone. He loudly and cheerfully states, “This is sector seven.” It seems that another male (though I do not see him) is inside the other palm tree. The loud voices are coming from loudspeakers atop the palm trees. The neurological function of the preconscious simulacrum (Isaiah Washington in this case) is to guide the dream self back into wakefulness (which is known as RAS or reticular activating system mediation or modulation depending on the mode of the dream self) - and enigmatic space typically results in an avatar with authority (fictitious or not) as in this case. The fetal position implies being “reborn” into waking life. The bowing palm trees are the association with a form of vestibular system correlation, the emerging awareness (vestibular precursor) of the return to viable physicality upon waking (as the dream self does not correctly discern the physical body until RAS and the vestibular system kicks in, which often results in flying or falling, bicycle riding, using stairs, and so on). It follows the usual autosymbolism-driven formats, in the same order, that my dreams have for over fifty years, though the processes are always unique and intriguing in their rendering.
I was sitting in class when the fire alarm rang. Peacefully, everyone formed an orderly line out the door, making their way outside and towards the buses. The sky had lit everything in crimson. The sunset glared god-rays through smoke that seemed to rise from the nearby toilet block. On the right, standing over the students and staring emptily was a tall, black-robed man in an unpainted white mask. I heard screams emanating from the grounds. High-pitched screams, followed by the rev of a chainsaw. Everyone was silent, staring at the school. We eventually got on the buses and I woke up.
Peter Griffin is in my dream. He's in his typical mood of defying rules and danger. He's in a desertic flatland, looks like Nevada. There are some buildings and companies, even a military base protected with barb wires, but every building is very apart from each other. Peter is riding an orange electric scooter, doing tricks in the middle of traffic while the drivers honk and yell at him. In his recklessness, he crashes with a truck. He gets up like nothing, takes his scooter and enters a high school gym while I follow along. Inside the gym there's a pop band performing. There's no one else there, just this group of six teenagers, three girls and three boys, dancing and singing. They look like professionals. The girls are wearing clothes so revealing that I can see their nipples and other intimate parts. They don't appear to care. Peter is delighted by this. One of the girls becomes my friend. She's very beautiful, slim, with a pixie haircut, short light brown hair. She's wearing a Bleu de France dress, or more like an overall; she's wearing blue glitter make-up and Converse snickers. She tells me they have very little time for rehearsal and activities related to the band. They are all very busy since they are about to finish high school. She doesn't know the fate of the group after that. Then I see one of the other boys from the band talking with the manager of the group, who is also a teacher in the school. They are discussing his grades. The boy is about to fail his last year. He feels quite stupid and discouraged, but he also feels he just must survive that year and make the best to pass. I am very close with my new friend. The girls invite me to her house. Her room is my room in my parents' house. Inside of it, despite it short size, there's a steep hill. We go trekking. I follow all her footsteps while she encourages me. There are wood boards where you can step, but the sand is so loose that I end up falling to the ground. I am barely hanging from a rock and I am about to fall hill down. She helps me to get on my feet again. She says that I have to try anyways and that she will always be there for me to help me. At the end of the road there's my (her) bed. A friend of her is there, a girl with long curly black hair. She leaves when we get there. Now I see this girl is in the yard of a white house. There's a yard in the middle of the house, and in its center, there's a tree. Hanging from the tree there are clusters of pomegranate seeds. The girl picks them and eat them one by one while talking in the phone with my friend. I see my friend doesn't want to talk with her. She's rolling her eyes to the sky, impatient.
I was in a private room waiting for my favorite Victoria’s Secret model to finish doing a show. She came to me wearing a floral print kimono over her lingerie. I was on a bed on my back, and she got on top of me. We started to make out and get undressed. I remember during the kissing her hair kept getting in the way and would sometimes get in between our mouths. We switched positions to were she was laying beside me on her back while I rested my head on her bare chest. She told me that she couldn’t wait till we saw each other again and talked about how we’d be a couple. The feeling was very intimate and emotional. I fell asleep, and when I woke up, only her kimono was on the bed beside me. I remember being sad because it was somehow implied I would never see her again and she left it for me as something to never forget her by. But at the same time I was so excited that we had sex that I had to tell my friend all about it. I carried the kimono around with me as proof, and also as a sad momento her.
I was visiting a dark island. I had the ability to manifest portals. I was on a small boat and saw dead bodies in the water near a shipwreck. I went to a mall in a foreign country. I took a friend into the bathroom of a store because I wanted to make it snow. Police officers ran into the store, and I tried to manifest away with my friend. I manifested away. In my place I left a Barbie doll head with brown hair, but realizing that my friend was not with me I went back. got away from the police and was holding scissors in parking garage. A Tiger man tried to give me advice while incarcerated.