Hiking With My Band

Date of dream: Monday, May 10, 2010

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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I was in a band, and we were out in the wilderness, hiking along a trail, we carried a bunch of our equipment for the band with us. It was quite dark out, but I don't believe it was night time. Something else was keeping light to fall upon us. I was hiking up a hill where I came across an eagle perched on a branch who was watching me. He flew away and I watched him, it swooped around and was diving straight for me. The bird struck me square in the chest, but it made no effect due to all the gear that I was carrying all over me. I looked down the hill and saw my band mates continuing up the hill. There was a lake nearby as well.

We continued along the trail and soon there were all sorts of strings tied up aross the trees and they were connected to booby traps that would no doubt be the end of us if we got in its way. We had to be very careful not to set them off, they weren't so difficult to spot, but with all the stuff we were carrying, we weren't the most nimble of people around. Sometimes we'd carefully set one trap off so that we could get around other ones more easily.

We all made it in one piece to this ancient temple structure that was even more dark then the forest we were in. The only way through was to go in so that's what we did. We came to point where we had to cross what was basically a pit, there was this old zipline that we had to use. On the other side of the pit was lots of people who seemed to have been waiting for us. We all make it across and are greeted by everyone else.

Among the people there is Mike. Him and I go in his car, and drive to Saint John where there's lots of stuff going on apparently. We get there and there's snow everywhere. There were three dark omens that seemed to predict death, I only remember one. There was a dark, hooded figure hanging high above the road we were driving, and once we drove below the figure it fell and broke through the car roof on top of me. Mike told me I was hanuted, I didn't have anything to say. We park the car and go inside a building. We use the washrooms where we meet Heather and Eric, we talk with them for a bit then return to the car. Something happened and I try to reach over to the driver side and hit the brakes, but accidentally hit the accelerator due to my awkward position fromt he passenger side, I hit the car parked in front of us and some old lady come out to talk to us, she didn't seem upset though. The dream shifts.

I was in a very well lit building, lots of windows. There were lots of middle-aged women here and a wall climbing area. I believe they were all learning how to rock climb. I was there to do a bit of climbing myself. Nick was there as well, but I don't think he had any intention of climbing, he had brought a variety of cds to play for everyone, but someone else was already in charge of music. It wasn't nearly as good as what Nick would've played but he was being polite and didn't impose. So he looked pretty bored. I woke up pretty soon afterward.

 

  • Themes
  • Action
  • Aggression
  • Friendly
  • Fun
  • Mortality
  • Music
  • Settings
  • Automobile
  • Geographical
  • Indoors
  • Outdoors
  • Town/ City
  • Unfamiliar
  • Characters
  • Friend
  • Stranger
  • Animals
  • Familiar
  • Emotions
  • Accomplished
  • Confusion
  • Happiness
  • Relaxed
  • Shock
  • Activities
  • Physical
  • Visual
  • Movement
  • Driving
  • Scuba Diving

    Date of dream: Sunday, May 09, 2010

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
    Lucid Intent? No    

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    I was in an indoor pool with Daryl. We were doing some practice runs and learning scuba diving. The first time I went underwater for a bit everything went great. The second time I remember jumping in and floating around a bit, it didnt take long before my chest was getting really tight. I didn't panic, but I was getting a little scared. Soon, I became docile and I remembered that if you scuba dive incorrectly you can get nitrogen bubbles in your blood stream which could kill you. Daryl looked over to me and then he twisted a knob that was in all gear, immeadiately my lungs inflated and I could breathe again. He was not impressed that I made such a dumb mistake. My head continued to spin like I was continually falling backwards. I wasn't sure if I was going to survive. Daryl said that it's not impossible that I caused permanent damage. We went back to the locker room and I started to feel better. I was very grateful to Daryl and gave him a hug. He still wasn't too impressed though.

    The dream chaged and I was in the back row desk in some highschool classroom. It appeared that Kurt Vonnegut was my teacher, but he was teaching us math. I remembered watching my sister work on the sheet that was for homework, and she was so good she wrote it upside-down, never even paused. She was in my class as well. Vonnegut asked for the homework assignment, and I realized that I never did mine. It didn't take long for me to realize that I was never given a sheet because I was somewhere else when it was handed out, so I was excused for now and would have to hand it in tomorrow. I was fooling around in the back with two others who were on either side of me. My mouth began to fill up with spit and phlegm and I couldn't speak properly. At the end of class I went to Vonnegut's desk and tried to speak to him but could only talk in consonants. I was irritated but found it a little funny as well. I went to a fountain to spit, my mouth was filled with black bile, phlegm and mucus, more than I thought possible to fit in my mouth.

    The dream shifted again and I was biking up a tough hill. My bike was not enjoying the climb, it was past its prime and jerked and squeaked about until it ultimately refused to go any further and broke down. I bunch of pre-teens biked past me and I felt ashamed for some reason. Before long some friends picked me up and a minivan. There was a cat in the vehicle as well. The girl in the passenger seat told me we are going to their friend's house who lost his parents in an accident, so he lives alone in a house that they helped out with. Once we arrived I was warned to make sure the cat doesn't run away once the doors were opened, it tried to run but I grabbed it before it escaped. It was so determined to leave that it dragged me partly out of the van and I was holding it by its collar, my head on the road while the rest of me was hanging still inside the van. One of the others told me to let go of the cat and she'd catch it once I did. They were quite used to this, I guess.

    We go inside and the house is large, but empty, with eclectic wall art hung haphazardly, there was an odd feel to the whole structure, it reflected its inhabitant, I guess. We went upstairs to the orphan's bedroom, where I met him. He looked like an oversized 5 year old, still clinging on to most of his baby fat and a curly blond head of hair that hadn't seen enough winters to turn it brown yet. Alex Green was also there, sitting on a cushion on the floor. We hung out there for a bit, talking about what ever and I woke up soon afterward.

     

  • Themes
  • Authority
  • Friendly
  • Settings
  • Automobile
  • Indoors
  • Outdoors
  • Characters
  • Friend
  • Celebrity
  • Animals
  • Familiar
  • Unfamiliar
  • Emotions
  • Anxiety
  • Confusion
  • Fear/ Dread
  • Relaxed
  • Activities
  • Physical
  • Thinking
  • Visual
  • Movement
  • Problem Solving
  • Driving
  • Uniforms

    Date of dream: Saturday, May 08, 2010

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
    Lucid Intent? No    

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    There was a group of us all hanging out, we were all getting high. But it was for a specific purpose, maybe some kind of supernatural reason. We had to choose from an assortment of options and the options you chose form would symbolize something, once you made your choice, you take a hit from the bong and the choices you make with manifest themselves. You had to choose four items, that ranged from teapots to strawberries to little spiders and many many more. Kelsie chose four teapots and after she took her hit, she got precisely that. But some folks who chose a combination didn't get such a physical result. I was last, and I couldn't decede on what to choose from, I had options like lots of spiders eating through a hedge to get to a watermelon, or a man's head, and it somehow represented destroying cancer. I didn't understand why the others chose such mundane things if we had such benevolent power at our fingertips. I decided to just get high and not choose.

    The dream shifted and I was with Kayla and a couple of others on Fulton Ave, where the intersection to Longwood is. I'm telling her a story, but only wanted her to hear it, soon Josh and Emily drive by and stop to hang out. They listen in on my story so I don't tell it very well and am embarrassed. The dream shifts again.

    I find myself on prison grounds, I am dressed up in a fancy prison guard uniform, like an officer's military uniform. I don't know what I'm doing but I am boiling hot. All the prisoners are wearing uniforms depending on their ethnicity, everyone is jealous of the Arabs' uniforms. One inmate asks me how I managed to get my uniform, I had no idea so I just read a sign behind him, he saw that I didn't know and laughed. I told him to be a good guy and it will get you places. I left and went outside to where there was a massive truck. It seemed that it was a mortuary on wheels, all these bodies, were inside. It was very tidy and looked quite professional, but I don't know where the bodies came from or why this thing was at a prison. The dream shifted one more time.

    There was a family gathering at my house. Lots of my mother's side of the family were over, dinner was about to be served. My brother and I were excited to eat and quite hungry. But when the time came, we weren't given any food. We were not impressed because everyone else had plenty. We were at our old house on Cherry. I woke up soon after that.

     

  • Themes
  • Authority
  • Drug Use
  • Friendly
  • Fun
  • Mortality
  • Mystical
  • Politics/ Govt.
  • Relationships
  • Romance
  • Settings
  • Familiar
  • Home
  • Indoors
  • Outdoors
  • Characters
  • Mother
  • Brother
  • Other Relative(s)
  • Friend
  • Animals
  • Familiar
  • Activities
  • Physical
  • Thinking
  • Visual
  • Movement
  • Working