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GregorArturo · 11-12-2008, 08:29 PM

DREAM UPDATE

OMG! And oh, wait, another OMG! Okay, thank you everyone for your comments I cannot even express it enough. Last night, I was dreaming I was in a hotel for some family event. However, the only family was my little brother (who I mentioned before and feel very protective of as he's only twelve). We were in someone else's room with relatives (who I wasn't familiar with but they were def has that family feeling). It was such a LONG dream as we were watching a movie but I don't remember of what. I started to slowly fall asleep during the movie, and my brother Alex said he was going to go back to the room to sleep. I didn't stay much longer as I said I wanted going to go back because I didn't want to leave my brother alone as he was my responsibility (even though normally he'd be fine on his own in that situation). On the way back to the room involved quite an adventure and everything had been pretty vivid up to this point too. I remembering staring at some point and different rooms/situations and it was all very detailed, colored, and realistic.

However, during this trek back I look at my hands

This was the dream sign I've been programming in my head for the past couple days. And then I said to myself, I'm dreaming and kablam complete reality change. It's like everything went dark and I could hear my own voice. I was like ooo I can do whatever I want now haha. I start playing around with several things (it's def not the first time this has happened but its been awhile). I ended up running into this girl Jennie (don't know how, it seems like this dream was specifically planned out for me to happen), who was this girl I had this one crazy night with when I was at a national competition in Arizona sophomore year, her being a junior. I talk to her on and off every once in awhile but haven't ever seen her again. What's interesting is she lives in Boulder, Colorado and I wrote another philosophical masterpiece yesterday relating to chaos theory where I mention Boulder, Colorado in it as things went different in my life then I'd probably be designing missles for Lockheed Martin (located there).

You could say she ended up being my guide through this experience and yes, we got very intimate again hehe

. She also seemed all grown up like she should be but I knew it was her (I've seen also recent pics of her too but haven't talked to her since my September actually). She was a childhood romance of mine, and she did something to me I could never fully put a finger on. Matter of speaking, I think she made me fall in love with the moment, cause before that moments were so fleeting. Anyways, she brought me into a room at one point in which all these people were from my life, but no family members or close friends. But these significant people in my life, some who I talked to only for as little as ten minutes to an hour, but had dramatically impacted my life. It felt like the movie Big Fish in the ending and it was so unbelievably happy. I thought of my friend Freddy who had died last year and I heard a voice say I'm here but I couldn't see him. Instead my friend Brent appeared in front of me. Brent was around 27 when I met him when I was 10. He was stuck at home living off welfare and a lawsuit payout as he was blind in one eye and his vision was going in the other. However, with his time he hung with the neighborhood kids, playing football and games, and was very supportive. He was mentor as a kid. And when I moved away at 13 we had lost contact rather fast. When I saw him I exchanged a few words of excitement then broke down into tears, thinking why I had lost contact with this man as I loved him so much. He was one of the greatest friends I ever had. The entire scene was so unbelievably overwhelming and I was thinking I was in heaven.

We ended up all laying down in a cuddle puddle and just basking in the moment. It was surreal bliss, no words, just loving the moment. As I lay there I thought, hey what can I do next. I asked, "Hey, can we talk reality?" And I flew to my feet magically, along with one of my friends, I don't remember who.

It's like they were waiting for me to ask this question. "We most certainly can, however..."

I realized something right there, "Oh wait, free will, so I can only ask questions."

"Exactly."

A few words were exchanged between us but I don't remember as I think I excited my brain too much. I got pulled from one level of consciousness to another. I found myself laying on some floor but in a third person perspective with all these "pyschologists" standing around me with a I Heart Huckabee's/Dustin Hoffman feel (I think this was a portion of my ego speaking).

"He's coming to, did we get any data, oh ****, all the computers are down." One of the men say. Another responds as he's standing aside facing a computer, "I think I got something."

Then bam, I am laying in my bed thinking wow wow wow but in sleep paralysis mode. It doesn't fully occur to me that I am waking up, that wam I take a deep breath as reality fully hits me, and I sit up.

I look at the time: 2:02 am. I then realize wait, wrong time zone (Maine should be -4UTC, not -5), so it should be 3:02, the witching hour. I look to my side and I see a single patch of light a foot from me on my bed. I'm like where's that coming from, a bend down and look up at my little 1 foot by 6 inch window and there's a full moon peering in (99% full actually). I jot down a few specifics about the dream but try to go back to sleep, unable to as my mind is running wild. Half hour later I am back in dreamland.

The rest of the night I had many more ridiculous and vivid dreams, but none lucid as before.

However, I had my 4th nightmare in a row again, also where I do not feel like myself in the dream, and in which someone is killed. To sum this up, I felt like I was a 10 year old virtuoso violinist who was at this outdoor competition in Austria in preWWII (1937ish). I am accompanied by some European woman, and two american males, all of them in there forties plus. Before the competition started, a Nazi vehicle, like some sort of Atrak, pulls up and some nazis get out. The two american men go up to it and start examining as they are intrigued by the braking system. I specifically remember them discussing it. Some Nazis yell out at them, and a fight quickly ensues where they think they're American spies in which both then get stabbed. The lady and I then flee and are running for our lives in the rest of the dream.

Wow. There ya go. Quite a night for me, also with only six hours sleep. Hope that was a little enlightening for you guys. Any ideas with these nightmares, where I don't feel like myself at all, and people are always being killed involving weapons. The lucid dream was absolutely bomb though haha. Namaste.

11-12-2008, 08:29 PM	#21
GregorArturo Avalon Senior Member Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: Southern Maine Posts: 560	Re: Need help on a dream DREAM UPDATE OMG! And oh, wait, another OMG! Okay, thank you everyone for your comments I cannot even express it enough. Last night, I was dreaming I was in a hotel for some family event. However, the only family was my little brother (who I mentioned before and feel very protective of as he's only twelve). We were in someone else's room with relatives (who I wasn't familiar with but they were def has that family feeling). It was such a LONG dream as we were watching a movie but I don't remember of what. I started to slowly fall asleep during the movie, and my brother Alex said he was going to go back to the room to sleep. I didn't stay much longer as I said I wanted going to go back because I didn't want to leave my brother alone as he was my responsibility (even though normally he'd be fine on his own in that situation). On the way back to the room involved quite an adventure and everything had been pretty vivid up to this point too. I remembering staring at some point and different rooms/situations and it was all very detailed, colored, and realistic. However, during this trek back I look at my hands This was the dream sign I've been programming in my head for the past couple days. And then I said to myself, I'm dreaming and kablam complete reality change. It's like everything went dark and I could hear my own voice. I was like ooo I can do whatever I want now haha. I start playing around with several things (it's def not the first time this has happened but its been awhile). I ended up running into this girl Jennie (don't know how, it seems like this dream was specifically planned out for me to happen), who was this girl I had this one crazy night with when I was at a national competition in Arizona sophomore year, her being a junior. I talk to her on and off every once in awhile but haven't ever seen her again. What's interesting is she lives in Boulder, Colorado and I wrote another philosophical masterpiece yesterday relating to chaos theory where I mention Boulder, Colorado in it as things went different in my life then I'd probably be designing missles for Lockheed Martin (located there). You could say she ended up being my guide through this experience and yes, we got very intimate again hehe . She also seemed all grown up like she should be but I knew it was her (I've seen also recent pics of her too but haven't talked to her since my September actually). She was a childhood romance of mine, and she did something to me I could never fully put a finger on. Matter of speaking, I think she made me fall in love with the moment, cause before that moments were so fleeting. Anyways, she brought me into a room at one point in which all these people were from my life, but no family members or close friends. But these significant people in my life, some who I talked to only for as little as ten minutes to an hour, but had dramatically impacted my life. It felt like the movie Big Fish in the ending and it was so unbelievably happy. I thought of my friend Freddy who had died last year and I heard a voice say I'm here but I couldn't see him. Instead my friend Brent appeared in front of me. Brent was around 27 when I met him when I was 10. He was stuck at home living off welfare and a lawsuit payout as he was blind in one eye and his vision was going in the other. However, with his time he hung with the neighborhood kids, playing football and games, and was very supportive. He was mentor as a kid. And when I moved away at 13 we had lost contact rather fast. When I saw him I exchanged a few words of excitement then broke down into tears, thinking why I had lost contact with this man as I loved him so much. He was one of the greatest friends I ever had. The entire scene was so unbelievably overwhelming and I was thinking I was in heaven. We ended up all laying down in a cuddle puddle and just basking in the moment. It was surreal bliss, no words, just loving the moment. As I lay there I thought, hey what can I do next. I asked, "Hey, can we talk reality?" And I flew to my feet magically, along with one of my friends, I don't remember who. It's like they were waiting for me to ask this question. "We most certainly can, however..." I realized something right there, "Oh wait, free will, so I can only ask questions." "Exactly." A few words were exchanged between us but I don't remember as I think I excited my brain too much. I got pulled from one level of consciousness to another. I found myself laying on some floor but in a third person perspective with all these "pyschologists" standing around me with a I Heart Huckabee's/Dustin Hoffman feel (I think this was a portion of my ego speaking). "He's coming to, did we get any data, oh ****, all the computers are down." One of the men say. Another responds as he's standing aside facing a computer, "I think I got something." Then bam, I am laying in my bed thinking wow wow wow but in sleep paralysis mode. It doesn't fully occur to me that I am waking up, that wam I take a deep breath as reality fully hits me, and I sit up. I look at the time: 2:02 am. I then realize wait, wrong time zone (Maine should be -4UTC, not -5), so it should be 3:02, the witching hour. I look to my side and I see a single patch of light a foot from me on my bed. I'm like where's that coming from, a bend down and look up at my little 1 foot by 6 inch window and there's a full moon peering in (99% full actually). I jot down a few specifics about the dream but try to go back to sleep, unable to as my mind is running wild. Half hour later I am back in dreamland. The rest of the night I had many more ridiculous and vivid dreams, but none lucid as before. However, I had my 4th nightmare in a row again, also where I do not feel like myself in the dream, and in which someone is killed. To sum this up, I felt like I was a 10 year old virtuoso violinist who was at this outdoor competition in Austria in preWWII (1937ish). I am accompanied by some European woman, and two american males, all of them in there forties plus. Before the competition started, a Nazi vehicle, like some sort of Atrak, pulls up and some nazis get out. The two american men go up to it and start examining as they are intrigued by the braking system. I specifically remember them discussing it. Some Nazis yell out at them, and a fight quickly ensues where they think they're American spies in which both then get stabbed. The lady and I then flee and are running for our lives in the rest of the dream. Wow. There ya go. Quite a night for me, also with only six hours sleep. Hope that was a little enlightening for you guys. Any ideas with these nightmares, where I don't feel like myself at all, and people are always being killed involving weapons. The lucid dream was absolutely bomb though haha. Namaste.