I think a few nights ago I had a dream that I had a huge lump in my stomach, as if I were pregnant... I could barely walk or run. It was horrid. :x And when I woke up I had a sore stomach like you couldn't believe. X'D In a sense, real life and the dreams were connecting.

And Starling, that sounds like a horrible dream... I'd hate to have anything of the sort.

[e] Yey, the page is mine ouo

Oooh, just had an interesting TEF dream right before I woke up. A new area had been added to the forest and it was full of large, older trees with twisted branches going everywhere. Some of the branches grew down towards the ground and your deer could walk up these if they had good balance. This new area of the forest was packed with hidden bits of forest magic too, if you sat down in a certain spot beside one tree your deer became huge as long as it was sitting there. Climbing high into certain branches on a particular tree could make your deer tiny, too.
It was strange, for some parts of the dream I was in the forest myself watching my stag move around and then the next minute the dream just seemed to be following him. Whatever way it worked, I remember seeing him climb high into one of the trees and then he lost his balance and fell to the ground, breaking his leg. Yet right after that he was fine again. After wandering further into this new area he shook a low hanging branch and a stone head complete with a carved face fell out of it. In the dream it was a bit smaller than a TEF deer head, I think. He managed to get it into his antlers and he was going to bring it to the pond and place it there.
There was also a huge glowing white deer curled up into a ball among the branches of one of these new trees. Regular TEF deer were swarming around it and trying to climb up onto it.

Starling - o-o I guess that's better... I know, lmao! Those falling dreams scare the hell outta me.

Alone - Woah, that sounds quite cool. I wish I had TEF dreams. |D

Kaoori - I'm not quite sure what to make of that, lolol.

I lived in a warehouse and some guy came in and gave me a ukelele. A lot more to it but kind of out there and dramatic. Something about climbing stairs, jumping from loft to loft, and ultimately trying to kick this guy off where there was no railing.

Well.. First dream was myself and three random guys that I do not know buying everything cheese-related from the frozen food aisles at a grocery store. idek.
Second dream was seeing an add for a video game. This game. Mr.Sanguine's detective game lol.

For my whole life, dreaming has been something I do on occasion. My subconscious has a habit of filling the dark void in the night with spinets of meaningless images and sound; in reality, your brain "dreams" almost nightly but you might be completely oblivious to it. As for an actual 'dream' - where I can remember it and it held some sort of significance - has always been a treasure. They happen rarely but when they do, they're extremely vivid. Feeling as if they are real and last for days, at times making me question if conversations I held with people in my dreams truly did happen or not. I have even woken up a few times with cuts and bruises.

You see, my dreams tend to follow a pattern with the same reoccurring themes in every single one. I am always in some sort of peril. The same mysterious man has obsessed and stalked me for the past eight or nine years but he has yet to show me his face. I can recognize his habits - often leading me to a secluded area and disarming me. If I am with a group, I am often the one who takes charge but then I end up being a sacrifice for someone else's sake.

The other night was no different but in order to hide the somewhat embarrassing fact of a certain person has begun to reappear... I am just going to refer to him as him. (-coughfriendsknowwhoheiscough-) And no, it is not the same stalker but if it is his true identity...I am suddenly very ok with it. Ahem.

Anyway, the dream start off fairly normal. I was meeting with a group of friends for lunch when we decided to try a new restaurant that opened up across town. It was surprisingly close and with the nice weather, we decided to walk. We went to the restaurant, ordered, and ate while just talking as we normally do, but on our way back to my friend's house, I noticed that we were being followed. The same guy had followed us to the restaurant and waited for us to finish before following us back. I made up some excuse to break off from the group in order to confront the man; questioning him as to why he was stalking us. He told me that he was a member of the British Secret Service sent to investigate me. He said it was not safe to discuss why in public but mentioned something about how I might be the last existing ancestor of some ancient high society; if it were true, then I was in grave danger.

He took me to some isolated hidden laboratory in England to be tested on. They needed confirmation that I was truly carrying the blood of this "precious" race because they had thought they were extinct but refused to tell me why it was so important to preserve it. While at the laboratory and waiting for the results, that is when I met him. I have no idea as to why he was there. Perhaps he was interested in the project or maybe the Secret Service thought having some familiarity would make things easier for me. Whatever the reason was, he was one of the few people I was allowed to interact with. His on was to give me a few acting tips in order to disguise my personality and teach me to speak with a British accent to mask my voice. The plan was to hide the fact I was American since this "unnamed organization" that was apparently after me only know to look for an American female; they assumed I would stick out in London and wanted me to be able to blend with the people better to keep hidden.

The dream then fast forwards a few weeks. The test results come back confirming that I am a carrier of the "precious blood". Again, many details are kept from me but I am told that it means I have the potential to be quite powerful; that the society was of a high intelligence and extremely clever but the its traces in my blood had dilated over the centuries due to a mixed heritage over being a pure blood 'whatever they called it'. I was told that the Secret Service was going to help me channel my greater abilities in hopes of reviving the species. Meanwhile, he and I were becoming rather close since we saw each other every day and pretty much for the whole day. We were nothing than great friends, but we were becoming pretty inseparable...

Eventually, we were told that we were going to be meeting with the queen in order to discuss what would happen with me. I was afraid of the other organization figuring out the relationship forming between him and I, so I demanded that we traveled in separate vehicles on different paths and left at different times in order to hide our connection to each other. However, it would prove to be pointless since they already figured out that he was close to me. On our (my bodyguard and I) way to the palace, I received a phone call from him in distress and in pain. He told me that he had been jumped and injured in the struggle but had managed to slip away to take refuge inside the back of an unlocked car in an abandon parking lot. Begging me to help him. My bodyguard was against the idea since her main objective was to ensure my safety, not his but I said "f*ck that". I aggressively convinced her to follow his location on the GPS on his phone to find him.

When we got to the parking lot, it was already too late. The scene was covered in blood and a ransom note had been left behind: His life for mine. Immediately, I started panicking. Blaming myself for him being captured since the only reason why they targeted him was to get to me. My bodyguard soon began to urge me to leave the scene, afraid that we were too exposed. So we hid in a nearby mall to plan. She kept insisting that we go to the palace to get me to safety; I refused as I wanted to find him. While we argued, we were attacked. I was separated from my guard and cornered in an alley where I was confronted by someone from the organization who had been after me.

Now I was demanding for answers. I was told that the society I supposedly came from was what inspired the creation of the fictional race of Time Lords. While the space travel and immortality were made up for the show, everything else about them was based on the species I came from. Meaning I had the ability of advance telepathic powers, great wisdom, and a few other traits thus why I was so "prized". A conspiracy was revealed to me about how both parties wanted to ultimately turn me into a living weapon and both parties claimed that their fight was in the name of justice. However, only one party had him and if I wanted him back...I would need to give myself up.

So I did.

That's how it ended; I willingly left with my new captor in hopes of being able to rescue him.

Love it when something you can't come up with during the waking hours, comes to you when you sleep.

A second part of the dream from before happened last night.

I do nnot remember much... I was unconscious and drugged. (Strange state to be in inside a dream.)

I woke up to see a blindinng light in my eyes. Everything around me was blurred; lost in the sea of whiteness that flooded the small room I was in. I glanced over to vaguely make out his silhouette in the glow. His slender form and handsome face was one I was sure I could make ouut even if I were blind, for you see, he and I shared something deep. Something strengthen by our desperation to comfort each other as we were both kept as hostages.

His voice was in grave distress; disoriented by my drugged state as I tried to make out his words. He was pleading with our captors; begging them to stop whatever they were doing to me. I tried to get up to go to him. My vision somewhat returning as I found myself strapped down to an operating table. One of the guards noticed I was awake; calling over more of the scientists as he approached me. I was him panic and tried to lunge at one of them while his hands were tied behind his back. The guard quickly panicked as he grabbed him and wrestled him down to the ground. Onto his knees with a gun to his head; eyes warily shifted to me and the ground in defeat as he apologized for failing to protect me.

I felt someone grab my neck and forced my head to look at him. He was bruised and bloodied; the barrel of the gun was used to lift his chin so our eyes would meet before it was pressed back againsted his his skin. A cold voice reminding me of my place as he threatened to kill him if I ever refused to cooperate. With that, the choking sensation was released from my neck as I was swarmed by scientists.

I felt faint again but could still hear him struggling to make a bargin with them but of course, they didn't want a mere human; they wanted a Time Lord. He was good for only one thing: to keep me in check for a our greatest weakness has always been our companion.

Those bloody bastards never intented to let him go; he was trapped with me to be used as an emotional weapon against me.

Dreamt that I was wandering the fields around my house, except they were all weird and warped in typical dream style. Can't really remember much of the dream, only that I caught two black and red hens that I thought had escaped from my neighbours, so I took them with me to see if the hens belonged to them but it turned out they didn't. They then showed me some of the hens they did have, which turned out to be a couple of small light coloured bantys.

Crawled into bed with an awful headache last night, the kind that makes you feel nauseous - and also went to bed feeling very stressed out and just bleh. I took an Advil beforehand, so I know that helped my headache greatly, but I also had a dream that someone took it upon themselves to help "heal" me...I honestly can't remember who - a character, some random person? Male, I think. I don't remember much at all about him or how he helped me, except for that he left me resting in a bed outside in a beautifully sunny and green place, near a stream.

Then the dream shifted, or I had a second one. For reason, it involved getting a yellow trumpet-shaped thing (it looked like a single Kabuki antler) and a plastic skeleton/grim reaper figure (like a tacky Halloween figure you might see in someone's yard). I carried these to another place outside (with the skeleton-person strapped to my back) where people were setting up brown canvas tents with other things inside of them. I placed my plastic guy in one of the tents, and put a large, pink-colored rose or carnation into his right hand. I then felt my display was complete, and the people in the tent next to me looked on approvingly.

I honestly have no idea about the second dream, but the first one is rather interesting to me - especially since I woke up feeling unusually refreshed and surrounded by a general sense of peace and well-being, which has continued throughout the day.

*Don't read if you can't stand disturbing things/themes. I'm not a good judge so I'll just put this warning here anyway.
Had an end of the world scenario dream a night or two ago. In the dream it seemed like whatever had happened had just occurred recently. There seemed to be no people anywhere, I was by myself living in my house and my family were just gone. The weather in the dream was quite pleasant, but during the dream the background feeling was of unease. I dunno, just.. I just got a really unsettled feeling from the dream/during it. I was wandering around outside, although dream me didn't seem to mind the fact everyone was gone, I didn't seem to care at all, I was very blank. Then out of nowhere three of my friends ran towards me, happy to see I was still alive. Apparently they had been travelling around to find any more survivors or something.

Dream me seemed to appreciate their company but was reluctant to bring them back to the house, almost as if there was something she didn't want them to know. I'm not really sure how the next part of the dream played out, I can only remember bits but they ended up living in the house since there was nowhere else to go. The three friends where searching around outside the house to find anything that might be useful for something, when they founds bones, skeletons. A couple of them I think, more than one anyway, and the disturbing thing was that the flesh had been eaten(I keep coming up with the word 'picked' as in 'picked clean'). Apparently dream me had been lurking around somewhere nearby and saw them nearing the area where the skeletons had been hidden, and she had already begun to run from the house since she knew her friends would most likely turn on her in case she attacked them or something(It seems it was her that did it, and the skeletons were her family members. Why she/I ate them I have no clue, and she didn't seem to feel any remorse for what she did. This dream was just.... Weird).

The next part of the dream just gets really odd. They did chase her and they seemed to be much faster as they caught up to dream me easily. Then the dream just changed, they all started acting as if they were only playing a game, and they kept having to remind each other to take it seriously(As it, they were chasing her to either wound/kill her). It was just... Weird. I just don't even get this dream with the whole cannibalism and everything. What. I think the feelings in the background had more meaning than the dream itself, though.

Dream me was pretty disturbed. e_e;

Interestingly enough, some dreams I have seem to drag me back into things I fell out of a while before. Recently, I had a very vivid dream involving the Sonic the Hedgehog characters, and I found myself falling back into it all.

Aside from that, a lot of my dreams involve running or being followed/chased by something. And then there's a few random ones as well. Such as last night's. The only thing I can fully recall is being called out because I was wearing nothing but a tank top and underwear. :/

Tornadoes, because it has been on my mind a lot, I'm sure. Plus we were in a watch a few days ago. Then today tornadoes broke out all around my friends area. It's that time of the year again. Sigh.

Probably more tornado devastation dreams to come.

Tracking + a few of my own~

Ok. I've had four interesting dreams.

The first was of the boy I love to death- who, in the waking world, has a girlfriend. I dreamed that he came up to me and gave me a hug. The kind of hug I see him give his girlfriend. He told me I was his best friend and we simply talked forever. Heartbreakingly, he walked away to his girlfriend and hugged her.

The second was that my friend and I had visited a house, a very whimsical house. The first room was ours. This room was a MESS, by the way. The next room was of the two guys we liked. {Wanted to stay in there, but the dream moved on.} Then, we were shoved onto an elevator and taken don to a HUGE dining room where -oddly- we didn't eat a thing. I remember, vaguely, a door shut tightly... Then... I've forgotten...

The third dream was that I was being chased around this old, white home. I was with another of my friends. I don't remember to many details. I only remember a boy -perhaps my age- chasing us in a neatly-pressed suit. I know he was awfully skinny, because I actually shoved my fingers into his abdomen and up under his ribs. I remember a sharp, "Ow!" then waking up.

The fourth dream was a reoccuring dream I'd been having of a tiny little neighborhood in a little town. The neighborhood was very nice. Big brick homes. Nice yards. A front gate. All that jazz. But, for some reason, my only friend in the neighborhood (who isn't real) owned a little country store in the neighborhood. The store was empty the ay I walked in it. Nothing but dust and rotting floor-boards. I can dimly recall her father screaming, "This was all we had! We're as poor as dirt now."

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Sorry for the loonngg writing. Just had to share 'em. :3

Ken Jeong (Señor Chang from Community) had kidnapped and drugged Jorge Garcia in some Cupcakes-esque scheme and was going to operate/surgically rip off his lips without anesthesia after breaking into one of my longtime friend's house. I was on a SWAT team with Michelle Rodriguez and Matt Damon, but Michelle was being a total baby about it and wasn't anything like the macho-lady she plays in ever movie and show she's in--she kept saying how scared she was and Matt was giving her a pep talk with a very angry and serious voice, but his mouth was permanently smiling.

We got in the house and Jorge's lips were okay since Ken had just cut them a little bit and so we got him with a taser gun and it was really disgusting seeing him being electrocuted and the voltage was up way too high. It evaporated his clothes and then he kind of shot into the air while flailing and collapsed in onto himself like a black hole. Our supervisors were coming into the house and I freaked out because instead of capturing Ken, we.. killed him in some strange way, so I fled into my friend's house and I found this awesome secret passageway in it that led to this awesome door but I woke up before I could open it.

Ate a cheddar popper filled with a hallucinogenic jelly.

I don't really remember what I dreamed about, except that I was working on another pixel horse design (worked on a contest entry until 4 am last night :'D ). But the thing that I really remember was the face that no matter what I dreamed, Put The Lime In The Coconut was playing the ENTIRE time! 8D

I just took a nap about 15 minutes ago, and in the dream I caught a weird-looking lizard. ((If you know me personally, one of my favorite things to do is catch anoles in my back yard)) It looked more like a gecko, and when I caught it, it...like...either drooled or bitten my hand to where it started burning like it was venomous. Anyway, I put the gecko in a little plastic box and went to show it to my brother. When I got to him, he had caught something as well. As I looked down in my box, I was surprised to see that the gecko had transformed into a rattlesnake!

And then I woke up.

I had a dream last night that was actually pretty scary for me.

In the dream, I don't know if I was in my own house or someone else's, but I do know I was in an alternate plane/world where monsters were dominant over human beings, and humans were servants to them. The dream took place the entire time in this house, and essentially, I was home waiting for Mom and everyone else to come home so I could be protected from these monsters.

Well one of the monsters came, he was an orc and he demanded I open the door. I didn't because I was scared of him, because he could hurt my family or me. He left and another monster came, which was more of a heavyset troll in a witch hat. She was able to manipulate the lock on the door using magic and opened it, and I couldn't push it shut because she was much stronger than me.

So she and I sat somewhere, and she had kind of a talk about how I need to do what the orc says, and just live my life without worrying about being killed by the monsters. I agreed and she left.

Before I could go and lock the door, the orc invited himself in, as well as a few other monsters, and he asked me to shave his beard in front of his friends. I went and got a shaving kit from another room, and was just about to begin when my alarm went off. I woke up and felt absolutely relieved that this was just a dream.

It felt like being in a controlling or abusive relationship, and what was scary was that I was defenseless, I couldn't even lock the door and keep the monsters out because they could just open it up effortlessly.

I guess what I got out of this dream was what the troll witch said, to just enjoy my life without worrying about everything.

Dreamt I was both looking for and try to protect/care for a hedgehog. It kind of morphed strangely and at one point I think it almost had a human face. I don't think I felt the dream was creepy though. I remember digging for it in a pile of leaves or grass or something. I can't remember what happened in the dream really.

My last dream was that I was driving a car with my brother and then police stopped us. When we found a place to stop I realized Im not going out of car, instead of it I was sitting on a motorbike. Then the three policemen went out of their car and said Im gonna go with them. I gave my brother the keys and my documents(I dont know for what, I still needed them) and noticed that one of policemen has lemur on the lead. It was travelling with them in the car. Then I went with them somewhere and my dream suddenly stopped.
This is one of my "normal" dreams.

I was leading an elephant around Walmart while trying to hide from my..sister, I think.
Seriously. Being sneaky. With an elephant. In Walmart.