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A dream. Maybe this belongs here, maybe not.

Mr.Burke

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I didn't want to hijack any threads, and this is large as hell. So I made my own thread for it. It's a dream I had a few months ago, and I wrote it down on notepad. It may have some errors as it is relatively unedited.

I can't remember the extremely fine details, but I remember enough to explain most of it. Not necessarily in order.

So the earliest I remember in it was traveling with my dad, brother, and my dad's girlfriend. Her son might have been there too, but I don't remember.

So we got a hotel room and it looked more like an extended dorm in the dream. There was only a living room, a bathroom, and said dorm room. My dad went out to get a few things from the store, so I talked to my brother for a bit before he got his shoes on and walked out. I walked outside and went down this hallway to walk after my brother, but only after he clearly left.

There was this bearded man at the end of the hallway staring at me when I left said room. He looked at me as if he knew me and he was waiting for me to do something in specific. So I walked the other way, feeling a bit uncomfortable and I was going to go sit around in the lobby in front where they have chairs and where you get your rooms.

I walked back into the room after that bearded guy was gone, and sat there for a bit. I decided to look for my brother again, so I left the room. Whenever I left, I was in a completely different place. This time I was at my high school on the second floor of one of the places that had stairs. I felt very confused because I was certain that I had graduated high school. But here I was, so I assumed that I was still in school. I was about to go to a class like a zombie, until suddenly I "woke up" in the dream, and realized that I had just left the hotel and that this wasn't real. After I thought that, I woke up back in the hotel with my brother sitting there staring at something.

I asked him where dad was and he said he went to Rite-Aid. So we went together to the store to meet up with him in case we needed something that he didn't realize we needed.

We went to Rite-Aid, and it was October so there were pumpkins and Halloween related items everywhere. But oddly enough, nobody was in the store. The doors were open, lights on, yet nobody was there. My brother said he'd go try to find dad so he started down an aisle on the far side of the store.

I went over and looked at some pumpkin shaped metal tins, which I assumed contained candy. After just looking around for a while, I felt uncomfortable suddenly, as if something is generally wrong with this place. Once I thought that, there was some kind of phased out person walking around. It appears as if they were living in a higher dimension and walking through a lower one. They would reappear, fade out, and then fade back in, often going through objects. The pumpkin tin things started to move around, some of them fell off the table. I back stepped a bit and started running to go look for my brother.

I ran down an aisle and found my dad. I told him what happened, but he just stared at me. I asked him why he was acting weird, and where my brother was. He kept walking towards me slowly, so I ran off. He then said, "Where are you going? They don't have x product here." I turned back around and said to help me find my brother. But he looked confused. So I said that he was probably an imposter, that something else is trying to confuse me by looking like him. So then his voice changed to more of a demon voice and he ran after me. I ran down an aisle and then juked him by running a different route than he expected. I ran into my brother in that aisle, and I could tell by his eyes that the same thing happened to him that happened to my dad. So I ran into the bathroom and started crying. But then I noticed that there was sand coming out from under one of the stalls. I opened the door to see what was going on.

I had passed out after I opened the door, and I only knew this in hindsight because I woke up in the sand world. I felt that it was essentially the world thousands and thousands of years in the future. Like say.. 30,000 or more. The entire world was basically a desert. There were these pyramids every once in a while. I walked up to one, and a few lights turned on, all of them were red lights. It also had these little red dots that would move around if I were to get close to it. I believed it to be an automated sentry system, so I didn't want to get too close. I wandered around in the desert, and I eventually came across an oasis. It was this random patch of grass with this stone altar. There was some sort of floating being looking away whenever I finally got to it.

It knew I was there, and turned around to look at me. It had long, desecrated robes on, no feet, and it levitated. Its face looked human, except there was sand falling out of it, and it had holes in it. It didn't have skin, just bone. It spoke in an extremely hoarse voice, and whenever it spoke I fell to my knees and passed out.

I woke up back at my high school. I was with a teacher named Ms. Chandler, one of those P.E. teachers. It was Wednesday so I guess we had to do the mile run, but for some reason most other people were jump roping. So with an expressionless face on I started to run the mile, and then I realized after a while that I did like 6 laps, and that I seemed to forget each lap I did. So whenever I remembered, I suddenly felt really strange, and all of the people who were jump roping stopped and looked at me. I looked in the distance, and Ms. Chandlers face became extremely angry, and it looked more like a demon face. They could apparently experience my thoughts.

I started running down the sidewalk, but Ms. Chandler had superhuman running speed. Like 100 miles per hour. She spoke in a demon voice about how I know too much and that I need to just have a nice sleep. So I imagined all of them disappearing, and they could experience my thoughts, and so they disappeared. But apparently, that demon was the one keeping me "awake" in that world. So I passed out. I woke up again in the bathroom in Rite-Aid. There was no sand or anything, and I was sitting there on the toilet. I left the bathroom, and there were people walking down the aisles and stuff. My dad was there, and he said,"Wow, you've been in there for over an hour, what the hell were you doing in there?" I didn't say anything. I was suspecting them of being demons, but the signs weren't there, and people were still moving about and stuff. So we got what we came there for, the product actually *was* there but not in the fake clone of Rite-Aid that the demons created.

So we walked back to the hotel, and I played off all I had experienced as just a dream, and I thought it was kind of silly. So my dad said he was going to go get something to eat and asked if I wanted anything. I said I wasn't hungry. I went to the door to see them off, and then whenever I turned around in the hall, that bearded man was there again. I suddenly felt really uncomfortable, because then I knew it. That bearded man was that creature from the future. He looked into my eyes and pierced my soul. I fell on my knees, feeling helpless, and he walked slowly to me. He then said, in a demon voice, "You thought you could will me away?"

I asked him who he was, and he looked at me with contempt. He said he was a "messenger of pain" and that he was here to inform me of the future. And that I am confined to the reality that I create for myself. He also revealed that I have created him through my subconscious. So I said,"Who are you, really?"

He said in the same demon voice, before walking off, "I am.. fear"

I passed out in the dream, and then woke up in real life. I was sweating pretty hard and my heart was beating.
 

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Haha that is cool.

"I am... fear."

It does describe a very good way of looking at things like fear. A manifestation in your brain somewhere and the emotion was expressed via dreams, I was told that dreams are merely the brains way of dealing with things, so it throws out random information and our conscious pieces it together as a semi-coherent story, sort of how the people who talk to the dead "cold read" I think it is called.

What I would suggest, if to take the ideas you go from this dream and run with it, make a story, I am sure something like this could be a good seller. I mean hell, people go to theatres to watch shitty movies, why wouldn't they want to watch a real psychological thriller?
 

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That is one hell of a long and vivid dream. I always awake with brief flashes. Fruits! Empire roof! Spaceship! Party!

you can dreammood it. I tend to do that a lot I don't know if it's accurate. I think it's not so damn accurate but it can explain the randomness sometimes. I can't explain Pharoahs showing up in dreams.

Hate school dreams.

I very briefly skimmed.
 

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According to dreammoods you are doubting accomplishments. Turns out you are approving so I'll just pop this right here. (In reference to High School)

Anxiety, Fear, and hopes for the future (Refer to Future)

Negativity towards it. (Demon)

Are you twenty or something? Because when I pull this all together I am thinking my issues and probably everyone's at the age of around twenty.

I tried voices even though its not technically accurate. Very vague brief guess is that it is a deep-seated anxiety. Probably something that bothers you a lot. The fact that you are sharing it makes it also rather more obvious that it has been trying to catch your attention.

You might ignore your dream but even though this stuff isn't quite accurate(for all I know maybe not one bit but I notice patterns correlating with me in waking life and the definitions),
I am pretty damn sure what you dreamed wants your attention. I can bet on the attention.

Refer to your vague introspection for the definitions.
 

Mr.Burke

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Yeah. All of my dreams play out like movies. And I never watch TV or movies.

Some people probably actually do get movie ideas from dreams though.
 

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As odd as it may seem, I actually think my dreams are trying to tell me to take what is rightfully mine. They are forcing me into situations where I have to act, as opposed to letting others act for me. Others cannot be trusted. I have to take what is rightfully mine. Even if such an action destroys everyone else.
 

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As odd as it may seem, I actually think my dreams are trying to tell me to take what is rightfully mine. They are forcing me into situations where I have to act, as opposed to letting others act for me. Others cannot be trusted. I have to take what is rightfully mine. Even if such an action destroys everyone else.

Thats seems like a concise, fairly reasonable summary, from what I understood, I would approach it by allowing some space and time to reflect, introspect, and work out the core issues that prevent you fom trusting others, from this point, I think the next steps should become clearer.
 

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As odd as it may seem, I actually think my dreams are trying to tell me to take what is rightfully mine. They are forcing me into situations where I have to act, as opposed to letting others act for me. Others cannot be trusted. I have to take what is rightfully mine. Even if such an action destroys everyone else.

I don't believe it make sense to attribute volitional consciousness to dream content or the subconscious. I would argue that this would only be a rationalisation of your dream content done in retrospect, which is falsely attributing meaning.

I do find your dream fascinating though. I have had similar experiences when I was a kid around the time I also experienced lucid dreaming. My theory - since I didn't have google at the time and my only source of information was Freud's Dream Interpretation, I don't know how well this overlaps with conventional knowledge - is that the uneasiness comes from being aware that something is not right, which is how I began lucid dreaming. I would dream that I was tied down in bed and above me was this transient giant floating head, which represented angst. Always remembering this dream I would get this feeling when it occurred that I was dreaming, and I would apply different methods to try and wake up. During this I would also experience waking up in a different dream. I played around with this for over a year, until I eventually were able to control what happened in my dreams. Before entering into a lucid dream, I would always feel like I was falling and I experienced extreme pain - knifes going through my body, etc.- however, after a while it was more just like thoughts occurring to me rather than being real pain.

I think the fact that you can remember your dream this vividly, the "fear" person, which is quite a reoccurring subject in dream content (remember seeing a documentary about demons and reoccurring dreams through history) which I associate with an 'awareness' of the dream. And the fact that you woke up inside your dream to another dream might be sign of early lucid dreaming. I do, however, base this entirely on anecdotal evidence :D
 
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