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I was standing, some time around dawn, on a cliff by the beach, watching ferocious tsunami sized waves crashing into the rocks. The noise was tremendous. There was a wombat wandering about and some girl who wanted to go swimming but thought it might be best to wait until the water wasn't so chaotic.

Explosions from atop a highrise building sent shockwaves through the city and I was driving through gridlocked traffic, earthquakes and bits of land breaking off into the sea, trying to get away from the end of the world.

I was also in a helicopter at some point.
 
I need to get caught up here on my latest dreams. I keep a handwritten journal so I don't forget anything...

Sep 1-2, 2020: "Dad Punishing Me"

I did something that my dad didn't like and he spanked me with a hairbrush. I took it away from him and started whacking myself in the head with it, saying, "You can't hurt me!".

Sep 2-3, 2020: "Pregnant Triplet Dwarves"

I was in a maternity ward for some reason and there were three little women (sisters) who were all pregnant at the same time.

Sep 6-7, 2020: "Parents fighting/Planning to Hang Out with Ex/Deadliest Catch"

1)
My parents were arguing and my mom was speaking very despondently, saying that she had no desire to live anymore. I opened up a cheese sampler (like the kind you get in a box for the holidays) and ate a bunch of it before I remembered that I'm vegan.

2) I had made tentative plans to meet a woman that I used to date at a local bar, then I decided not to bother because she had apparently stood me up the last couple of times and I couldn't reach her by phone.

3) I was on a boat with some guys from "The Deadliest Catch" eating raw fish and realized that I didn't want to be there.

was standing, some time around dawn, on a cliff by the beach, watching ferocious tsunami sized waves crashing into the rocks. The noise was tremendous. There was a wombat wandering about and some girl who wanted to go swimming but thought it might be best to wait until the water wasn't so chaotic.

My dad grew up by the beach so he was plagued with tsunami/tidal wave dreams his whole life. My disaster dreams are usually either nuclear war or tornadoes. The wombat part cracked me up! I had to "Wikipedia" it just to see what one looked like. Are you in Australia?
 
The wombat part cracked me up! I had to "Wikipedia" it just to see what one looked like. Are you in Australia?
Yeah I'm Australian - I figured everyone knew of wombats. They kind of look like a horizontal koala 😄

We get some funny animals here. These little wide-eyed tree animals that hang out in gangs and glide with the most graceful precision from branch to branch. They travel over a mile at night sometimes just to go to their favourite tree.

Or a bandicoot - I was camping once, smoking strong hash and one of these things walked right up to me looking for fruit or something. I'd never seen one before then and immediately thought it was some mutant, giant rat out for blood so I jumped up and tried to defend myself with karate.

Woke everyone up with my kung-fu noise and tried to explain myself but the bandicoot had disbanded and the smell of drugs was strong so nobody believed me.

This lady came and showed me a southern bandicoot in an animal book the next day though, so at least everyone knew I wasn't hallucinating.

On topic: That night I dreamed about being caught in a stampede and my instincts were to run with the pack so I literally darted up off the sofa in the admin building where I'd decided to sleep after my bandicoot altercation.

Scared the fuck out of some poor Japanese dude who was just getting his cereal.


I had a lot of apologies to dispense that morning :ROFLMAO:
 
Bluelight found its way into my dreams the other night...

Sep 7-8, 2020: "Junkie Girl"

There was a young woman on Bluelight who was addicted to heroin. Apparently I had been under the influence of something one night and advised her to try huffing computer duster instead! When I realized what I had done, I tried frantically to get in touch with her and tell her not to do it. Instead of doing it online though, I kept trying to write her a letter by hand but couldn't find any paper.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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I remember one extremely brief lucid dream from the other night...

Sep 8-9, 2020: "Flying Out My Bedroom Window"

I had a crank on the side of my bed that adjusted the angle, which made me realize that I was dreaming. I flew out the window and landed on the roof. I wanted to launch as high as I could into the sky, but as usual, gravity kept bringing me back down!

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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I've been detoxing myself from benzos this past week, so this dream makes perfect sense to me...

Sep 11-12, 2020: "Searching for Ativan"

I was invited to a party at my cousin's house and my social anxiety was really bad. I knew that I had some leftover Ativan and found the pill container, but then I lost it and couldn't find it anywhere. I found a bunch of other ones but they were things like blood pressure medication and antibiotics. One of them contained some cannabis buds which was nice, but it wasn't what I needed at the time.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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I haven't slept much this past week so I only remember a few boring dreams...

- I went to Dunkin' Donuts and asked the lady behind the counter if I could use the restroom, but she wouldn't let me because I didn't purchase anything.

- I brought my guitar over to my old music buddy's house to jam, but he was so high on cocaine that I got irritated and left.

- I went to a deli downtown and grabbed what I thought was a beverage, then realized that it was some kind of skin moisturizer.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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Last night's dreams were pretty cool; I just wish that I remembered them in better detail...

Sep 16-17, 2020: "Oriental Philosophy Book/Creepy Recording/Tea"

I had a book that was written by an old Asian guru/philosopher/martial artist dude. One chapter was all about kung fu, and others contained his poetry and artwork. The last chapter was called something like, "How to let your Inner Bird Fly Free" and contained life advice. It said something to the effect that we only see one layer of reality when there are really many more. A lot of the pages contained acronyms where he had taken a word and made a logical meaning out of each letter. I don't remember what they actually were, but for example it would be something like, "HOPE = Helping Others Pleases Everybody".

I was still making music on my old analog 4-track recorder and had just laid down a bunch of tracks onto the cassette tape, but when I played it back it was a radio station broadcast (a Creedence Clearwater Revival tune, I think). It really creeped me out because I couldn't figure out how it happened.

An old friend wanted to meet up for karaoke and I didn't really feel like it because I was tired, but I agreed to anyway. I brewed a cup of regular tea then realized that I wanted to add burdock root to it, so I tried to boil water in a separate pot on the stove but it wouldn't heat up.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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I'm finally having some vivid dreams again since tapering myself off of benzos...

Sep 17-18, 2020: "Painting, Shopping Mall, High-Speed Chase"

I was doing a semi-abstract painting of a snowy scene with 3 figures coming out of the ground that looked sort of like the Easter Island stone carvings but more colorful and cartoonish. It was just about completed when I smudged it and ruined the entire painting. I got extremely upset over this for some reason.

I went to a store like Walmart on the 2nd floor of a shopping mall to look for more art supplies but didn't end up buying anything. Somebody had left a Burger King Whopper on one of the shelves with only 1 or 2 bites out of it, and I thought that it was a terrible waste because it looked really good to me. In the cold section, I was looking at a 40 oz. bottle of ginger turmeric beer with lemon slices in it that was something like $17.

I left the store and took the elevator back down to the ground floor. The elevator was very large and even had a restroom in it, which I thought was kind of funny.

I ran into a female friend of mine on one of the benches outside and she started flirting with me by putting her finger in her mouth and then touching me with it, which really got me aroused. (This surprised me because I've never found her to be that attractive in real life.)

On my way out to the car, I realized that all the paper money I had in my wallet was ripped up into little pieces and I was afraid that nobody would accept it.

On the drive home, there was a high-speed chase going on that I was somehow seeing from a bird's-eye view, even though I was at ground level. It was causing cars to crash everywhere and I remember thinking that the cops should have called off the pursuit before more people got hurt.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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In the first dream I must have been *SO* close to becoming lucid; I can't believe I didn't...

Sep 18-19, 2020: "Convenience Store Oneironaut"

I was at the local convenience store when I heard a male customer say to the owner that he had a lucid dream where he was Superman. I laughed and said that I can fly in mine but not as Superman. As I left the store I had a feeling that things were not real somehow but couldn't figure out why. A bunch of cops including Detective Amanda Rollins from "Law & Order: SVU" pulled up and put me in the back of a van for some kind of mock-interrogation. Again, I knew it wasn't real but didn't know why so I just played along with it like I was on a TV show or something.

Sep 19-20, 2020: "Burning Album in a Car/Orange Vortex"

1) I was in my mom's old 1987 Buick (I miss that car!) up at the local mall and tried to play a vinyl record somehow by placing it on the front seat, sprinkling a mixture of herbs on it and lighting it on fire. All that I accomplished was creating a few burn marks in the car that I knew I'd have to explain later. A police officer was patrolling the parking lot and I was afraid that he'd suspect me of drugs or some other suspicious activity. Every time that I tried to pull away, a shopping cart would get in my way and I would have to get out of the car and move it. This happened several times.

My parents pulled up in his old van to give me some spending cash, which I thought was really nice but didn't need because I was already done shopping. "Her Diamonds" by Rob Thomas was on the radio and I told my mom how it's the same guy that sings "Pieces" because she likes that song. They pulled away and I left shortly after them.

2) There was a swirling translucent orange vortex that ran from the ground to the sky behind my back yard. I had apparently created it by doing some drug (not a hallucination, a physical vortex) and was worried that I would get in trouble for taking drugs and/or ruining the atmosphere.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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Whenever I'm really focused on my sobriety and working on my personal issues, I have a lot of dreams about my childhood and subsequent drug use...

Sep 20-21, 2020: "Old Muscle Selfies"

I was looking at an old photo album that folded out like an accordian and found some pics of myself from the 1990's when I was really into bodybuilding. It made me want to get back into that kind of shape again. There was also something that related to drugs but I can't remember what. I kept on leaving the house and then returning to rearrange the photos (and other souvenirs, I think) for some reason. There may have been some embarrassing pics from later years or something that I wanted to get rid of.

Sep 21-22, 2020: "Angry Parents"

My parents told me that I couldn't eat dinner until I finished my chores, which consisted of climbing through a tight crawl space in either the basement or the attic to do something. It was making me feel extremely claustrophobic and I started to panic.

(I woke up at this point and it took me almost an hour to fall back to sleep, only to return to the same dream.)

I completed my first chore and then had to help my dad do something outside. It was winter and the ground was covered with snow & ice. My parents started fighting about something and I wanted to leave before I got caught up in the middle of it.

I went to the supermarket with my parents and they were still fighting. My mom grabbed a gun from behind the security desk and started waving it around. I ran out of the store because I was afraid that it would accidentally go off. I ran into a cousin of mine in the parking lot and she asked how I was feeling. I said, "Pretty much suicidal." and rushed off to my dad's old van, then worried that she had taken me seriously and would have me committed to a psych ward or something.

My parents came out and continued arguing in the van. She still had the gun and I was completely freaked out by this point. She stacked up a bunch of items (including his pills) on the floor and went back to do her hair with a curling iron. I tried my best to keep everything from sliding around and falling over because I didn't want to make her any angrier.

We got back home and she said something about another guy to make him jealous. Their fight started to become physical and I said, "I think that you guys need to separate for a while. I don't mean get divorced; I mean physically right now.". They agreed and went in different directions.

Later we were all at a store like Walmart and they were STILL fighting. My dad said something like, "I'm about to show you my anger in a really dramatic way." and started swiping all the items off of the shelves and smashing them onto the floor. I lost my temper at this point and broke a big old-fashioned clock, shattering glass everywhere. The last thing that I remember is trying to clean it up without getting cut.

(Ugh, maybe tonight I'll just stay awake...)

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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Last night's dreams were more amusing than disturbing, thank goodness...

Sep 22-23, 2020: "Africa/New Old Car"

I went on vacation to Africa and stayed with a native family deep in the jungle. They invited me to a cookout/ceremony where they were boiling everything in large pots outside and it looked really good, but I was worried about things like parasites and food poisoning as well. One man offered me what he called "cocaine", but it was actually some kind of dried crumbled leaves that people snorted there. An old shaman/witch doctor diagnosed me with heart disease by having a decapitated snake head bite me on the nipple (ouch!). I came home with a big metal fish decoration and some of their local currency as souvenirs. The fish was orange and cartoonish with tiny eyes on one side of its head.

I had a minor car accident, and rather than get the damage repaired, I traded it in for my old 1993 Chevy Corsica. I immediately regretted the decision, then realized that the Corsica wasn't that bad so I lit up a cigarette and went for a nice long drive.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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dreamflyer, ur a walkin ''Room 104'' if u catch my drift.

... or the Twilight Zone! :D
 
A couple days ago i dreamed that i was in a virtual reality snowboarding/shooting game with my girl and old friends. They shot her so i tried banning them from the game. Had a nice shoot out with the remaining player.

Hah, no-scoped your ass, Ben.
 
I only remember a couple recent dreams vaguely...

- I found a whole bunch of weed stashed away in an old souvenir box in my room.

- I drank a bunch of pink champagne at some fancy hotel/restaurant, then had a couple energy drinks to keep me going.
 
I had one nostalgic dream wherein I was transported to another time and place, in the midst of a party, but alone, on a beach. This party was taking place outside a closed-off shack at first; dim orange lights and lots of recreation was going on. After midnight the shack opened doors and inside was the whole scene was slowly unfolding.

I had been a mere spectator all along, and stood observing, gathering my thoughts, looking at the bar from a bit of a cautious distance. Over time the urge to socialise became starker; I went closer to the bar and watched the barman serve pint after pint. Not long after I spoke to him about a new beer brand, and he asked me, "the one you have been drinking from outside?" My confusion broke and hurriedly, under a split-second, I said it was exactly that one, and the next moment I was handed a chilled, nearly frozen pint, and soon another; the bottle was blue and golden with its surface covered with ice flakes.

Then I saw myself from outside of my head, in third person. I took a gulp and the whole scene exclaimed a kind of victory, and the party in the background went along in full swing.
 
I had one nostalgic dream wherein I was transported to another time and place, in the midst of a party, but alone, on a beach. This party was taking place outside a closed-off shack at first; dim orange lights and lots of recreation was going on. After midnight the shack opened doors and inside was the whole scene was slowly unfolding...

Wow, I love the imagery of that. I've been having some "isolation"-themed dreams since this whole COVID thing started, like walking down streets lined with boarded-up buildings and such. Heavy stuff.
 
I have been trying to make a move out of this place of abuse and loathing but with relatively little luck. Sometimes I don't try hard enough and let it slide month after month. But over the past month I have stepped the search up.

Last night I was inside a dream-scape wherein something became of an old conversation. This guy to whom I had requested for a reconsideration of the rent multiple times did not answer me back. I met him in the dream and he showed me another place located higher up in the same building full with furniture and a comfortable living space.

I was being shown around. The ground floor of the building had many amenities of all sorts including s big library. There was a giant digital clock around the same room. A bit further up were some people who were busy and a young local girl looked at me with sheer indifference. I think I was worried about missing out on something.

I'm afraid that's all I quite remember out if it. I was not in a good mood after waking up. Perhaps I forced this dream into my head. No metaphysical implications at all; good ol' Freudian wish fulfillment in action I suppose? Thought the damned idea was mostly discredited and no longer valid. But by whom? Psychoanalysis has a lot to offer but all of that is mixed up in Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, and perhaps also Hegel together.
 
I've had the same annoying dream for the past few nights. It's almost like the half-dreams that I get when I have a fever...

Sep 27,28,29?, 2020: "Covered in Nasty Stuff"

I'm usually either lying on a bed or couch, or sitting in a chair, and I realize that my clothes are all covered in something gross (rotten food, poop, puke, etc.). No matter how hard I try to clean it off, I just spread it around and more seems to keep appearing as well.

Sep 28-29, 2020: "Funny Celebrity Trivia Game Show"

I was on a TV show where the object of the game was to ask a celebrity some trivia question, then try to tackle them to the ground before they had a chance to answer. I think that my opponent was David Cassidy from the Partridge Family and he was still in his late teens/early 20's.

Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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