Drying...

Me and friends sort of owned a music store, or were part of hosting it. At the same time it was me and my roommate's personal room, and sometimes it wasn't a music store either.
One night while we slept, there happened to be other people sleeping in there (Vk) and perhaps one more, together with the two of us. I woke up and thought everything was normal, but when seeing their pranky faces, I realized the room didn't look the same when I woke up. Turned out they had managed to move me into one of other beds in the room during the night, just for jokes, and I thought it was funny, and was really really amazed I hadn't woken up. At the same time, I wasn't sure if they had moved me, or my bed, or even if it had happened at all.
At some point, when returning to my room an evening, my roommate and a friend had written letters on the wall for me, they said. Now I started looking curiously at all the seemingly long writings on the wall of this music store combined with beds, and most of the stuff was written for other people than me, from a time before us. I had expected a long text on the wall, but turned out they had just drawn a bunch of hearts all over the "rim" of the beds, as a joke.

In another part of the dream, we were some place special, probably with this school. The toilet routines were a bit alternative, and it worked like this. You had to go downtown to go to the toilet which was outside (yes under open sky), and climb onto some toilet construction built for a handicapped guy (a boy, probably 8-10 years). This boy was the son of one of the teachers, and he was lame in some limbs at least and couldn't help himself. He sat there on some level below the upper toilet of this abstract construction, on his own toilet. And when you were finished on the toilet, you had to, well... dry him. Because seemingly he went too. I never got that far, but I was preparing for it for sure. Turned out I was the only one who went through with it, the other students slacked off by leaving him alone.

Forest trap

Out in the forest, there was one place I had somehow managed to fall down into a cave-like small rock-opening to a different place. It wasn't inside a cave, it was outside, just that there was no way out, though quite big and free naturish feel. I had been the first one to fall into this thing. While either escaping from something, or chasing something, or something, or something, I had managed to slide on the not so steep and not so slippery forest floor and tried to hold onto logs and such but had fallen in. The essence of the dream was that I had got up, but later my friends had fallen down and didn't know how to get out again. Friends, or people from my school. But before that I was being chased by two of the girls from the school, degree of seriousness unknown. But I think they were trying to get me because I had accidentally done something bad. I stood on top of the rocks where the cave like opening was, and told them they had to be careful, even though they were doing their best to catch me or kick my ass or what it was. I ran a bit up the hill, though not severely threatened, but one of them (Krlne) went into the trap, in other words slid down towards the cave opening. I told to grab some wooden logs, but alas. Well, what happened after that was basically me being on a rescue mission for many of these people, and all you had to do was find a thick tree/branch that wouldn't break under your legs and tilt it up on a wall and walk on it, and grab an edge and make your way towards the exit, with your hands. Later I sat up there watching old youtube videos where I had beard, and my friend taking my computer and searching for pictures of a meme/cartoon that wasn't all that funny.

Hostage dream/getting killed

In this dream me and some friends, and more people I don't recall who were, were in the basement of our house. Upstairs there were dangerous criminals, and we were waiting for the police to come and deal with them. They didn't necessarily have anything to do with us people living downstairs, we just had to make sure to run instead of walk if we were going out of the house in case they would shoot us from the windows. At first they were less dangerous, and we were heading to the store for some important reason related to the stopping of these guys. We had a certain time limit doing whatever we did at the store, and I remember having to wait for the other guys being a bit slow. We also took the time to throw snowballs or some slightly heavy objects randomly over to a house and hit the windows hard before we proceeded back "home".

Once we were back, I don't remember the exact time of events, but in this version/part of the dream, we were waiting in a room downstairs which does not exist in our house. We knew they were around so we shouldn't walk around there too much. A friend of mine, my current roommate, walked out of the door casually, and after closing it again it didn't take long before I saw lots of flashes of light, but heard no sound, except some strange ambient sound caused by someone in our room doing nervous tappings on a plastic bag or a plastic magazine of a sort. I began to wonder if they were gun shots and that he had been killed, then it turned out that the bad guys were outside the door and said they were gonna fire 7 shots through the door randomly. Naturally everybody but me died, and they were gonna save the last one for the most cruel death. I was to be bound and they were gonna do something that would cause my brain to blow up. One guy had the responsibility for this, and I remember other scenes where I was mortally wounded in ways I can't recall properly. However, once he somehow bound things to my head and probably killed me, I started waking up and the dream changed from "dream" to "thoughts" and I tried to get back in since I had cracked the code, and just wanted to enjoy it more. I struggled a bit with it, but must have made it eventually because soon I was back in, but in a different setting. In one version I was myself walking downstairs to where the others were, including my brother who was sleeping in his room, And I was trying to almost scare them, by walking really silently and pretending I was gonna sneak up on them and kill them horribly. In a way, it was also what I was supposed to do. But this version of the dream was aborted and I was reset into another setting again.

Towards the end of the dream, I remember I was captured and put in a chair where a woman was supposed to fire an arrow through my head from some distance. She was always aiming for the eyes, so I managed to duck aside the arrows two times while sitting and sort of not caring, for some reason. After the second arrow had missed, I decided to make a run for it, for two reasons, one less dominant than the other. I felt it was still just a dream, and I could do it if I wanted. But not so much, still. The other reason was that if I was gonna die anyway, it wouldn't hurt to try to escape first. Since they hadn't bound me to the chair, sillily enough, I made a run out the door of the room (which was upstairs), and she immediately chased after me, as she was ready for it. It was no longer my house, but I found an exit leading to a staircase in the very left end of the corridor I was in. The staircase was spiral and a pole followed it all the way down, and I held it and sort of swung my way all the way down and ran as fast as I could out the door which led to the outside. It was almost like a school area and I felt I didn't run that fast and she could probably catch up. Through this chase I always tried to use things like poles and other objects to pull my way forward, giving me a considerable big boost. I remember making my way to our town center, trying to find ways where I could shake her off, but she was very consistently tailing me. I found a path leading a bit off the main streets, and it led to a barn with two doors on each side. I ran through the opening of the barn and locked it after me and ran to exit on the other side. But she had already reached that door and I had to throw a.. loose door infront of the opening and there was a rope ready to hold it in place between the opening. It seemed to do the trick but I had to stay there a bit and make sure she didn't get through, which would have been easy enough in the real world. While she was struggling with that, I made a run for the other entrance, but she got over there too, and I went back to the other, and she did too. But one of the times, I did manage to run to the other door without her predicting it first, and I ran out of that door, back towards the town center, hoping to find a different way to lose her. At this point I was Dolly Duck and I was talking about how I liked Donald while running. Yeah! And it was as if Donald had been the guilty person all along, but she was chasing me nonetheless. I remember some not so hostile answer from her, but I had to escape anyway. Somehow mudpuddles gave me a boost. Soon I was running across a bridge and she had chosen to suddenly appear far below the bridge, by the water somehow... walking in a way I don't remember on the bridge construction thing. I started feeling the danger was less and the chase was over. I don't remember much more of the dream at the moment.

Laser pointer to the sky

At somepoint somehow I'd managed to get hold of a laser pointerish device that gave some sort of infrared beam, it was supposed to be ifrared in the dream at least. Whenever I pointed at things in the sky, they became clearer or brighter, and when I pointed it at clouds, it was like erasing what I pointed at. So I could draw things in the clouds with the laser pointer, while people were watching. Tried to make smileys and I wrote "Hey". It was a small beam (well huge since it reached the clouds) so it was a bit hard to see where it was at all times. At some point I could make bigger modifications to the sky, and for example I made the sky scroll really fast so that it became light as day when they moved away and then they closed together and it became pitch black as night. For some reason, the clouds followed that cycle whenever I pointed at them and made them scroll, in just a few seconds everytime. I found a way though, to make it scroll openly with much sunlight, and it was really nice to look at. I don't remember exactly what I did, but there was a Minecraft reference apparent because I somehow removed the clouds that closed together from the sky and they were appearing as blocks somewhere at the ground, I think.

Sleep paralysis medical people/portal

Dream I woke up from about 7-8 minutes ago, very fresh:

Trying to figure out the earliest memory from the dream. Anyway. At some point my dad was telling me/guiding me how to get to G-Sport, a sports store. "Straight forward now for 3 seconds" he said and I went through some curtains as he said "and down the nearest stairs" or something. Very soon, I came into a room where I previously hadn't necessarily been supposed to be. Not because it wasn't that allowed, but because it was a sort of medical room, for one of my friends (Jon). I immediately recognized a machine (which I had never seen before, but it made sense in the dream) and it had been used on him for some medical purposes or something, and he knew I knew that. The machine had letters printed on it, varying everytime I looked at it, which I didn't realize. The ultimate feeling I got from the letters that were there was "The Jon Machine" or somehow implementing his name into its brand, as if made for the purpose! I took my cellphone, and tried to take a picture of it so that I could show him later. It was a bit hard, and for some reason I took off my T-shirt so that the letters reflected from the machine and onto my skin, making it more visible (???) and I took a picture of myself in a mirror with the letters on me.

In the room with me were my mom and my brother and the owner of a local music store. He and my brother were discussing how to take measures of people. "I usually make them lie down and then measure them" "But that's what I did" etc. They were arguing friendly, becdause of the way my brother had taken a measure of me, where I was somehow bent in a way that wouldn't give a correct measure, at some point. Yeah, weird, but soon enough the music store guy was gone, and it was only me, and my mom and my brother and an older man I almost recognize. I think he was supposed to be the same man that is a sleep expert, I talked to him once about sleep paralysis when trying to figure out what it was. Apparently he was going to help me again, as if I'd never met him before, and talk to me about what I've experienced with sleep paralysis. Soon enough he was replaced by 2 women, doctors. We sat on chairs, and they were talking to me now.

They were asking me how I'd like to do this, and they compared it to a family situation somehow and asked me how I'd like them to act. It was as if they were assuming that during our talk, I might become rude or very brash, which I'm not. Anyway, they said something like "blablabla whether you'd like us to be like [insert something here] and be.. okay and nice or if you'd want us to become a bit rude/sarcastic".. it's hard to describe what they said, because they were asking me how I'd like the two of them to act, what role they should take, and which one of them were to do the "leading" in the conversation. I told them that it didn't matter to me who did the leading, and it almost seemed to surprise them. I continuned "I mean, I'm undecesive... I can't just pick away one of you, that would be unfair" or something. It seemed to amuse them a bit.

The next scene I remember, was that they were in control of the environment and had spawned or transformed into a big bunch of rabbits, as if in a cartoon. They were running around in circles and I was running around them and stuff. The rabbits pretended to create conflicts within their groups, as in.. several times, they would gather around in circles and leaving some rabbits out. It was as if they were testing me, that it was all some sort of test, to lead as an introduction to therapy or whatever they were gonna talk to me about. The rabbit scene was gone, and it soon reminded me of the game "Portal" where a lady is talking to you, giving instructions (you can't see her, she's usually on "speakers" in that game), just that it was a "kinder" sort, I felt, in the dream. I went through some tests, and I can only remember one of the tests now... to some extent. There was some big sink, with two parts/containers. Big as in, I could fit in it. I don't remember properly what was in it, but I had to close some lids I found in order to make some actions happen properly, and such. In the end, there was still something remaining, like a controversial solution to the test. Apparently it was to hold a big empty milk carton which happened to fit directly into a hole that suddenly seemed like the exit when you just realized it.

I got further and now I remember walking through some hall or long corridor with many doors. I had walked past some doors and was hesitating to open one door. All the doors would lead to different tests. The woman was speaking, and I didn't get such a friendly vibe, but I hoped she would think I was smart or something to have solved that test, and wondered what that would mean in practice. I went back to the first door and decided to start from the beginning. At some point here, before I had gone in (and I never did), I could hear her talking to me, and I don't remember exactly when I woke up, but as has happened many times before, I knew I had sleep parlaysis at some point while being in the dream. I got an impression the woman (who was guiding me) was carrying a staff, a sort of fighter staff. I got a threatening vibe from her, even though I couldn't see her, and I don't remember exactly what she said. I calmly tried to call for my mother. "Mom. ... Come here." In the dream, that was. Instead, this lady came forth, even though not necessarily physically, and I knew I had to be prepared to fight her or something. "But I'm already here" this lady said in a threatening/cheesy way. "I know you are", I said for some reason. "I can see you, you're right here, you're in my bed where I'm sleeping" (as I said this, I felt myself becoming more afraid even though I couldn't see her.. fear of her making presence in my bed). At some point she had said she will kill me, in the dream, but it seems to have lost importance or priority in the dream. After saying what I had said, though, I tried to make it less scary by controlling the dream and making her respond to something I said, with something like "but I'm everyone on Earth, I'm God." I don't remember now, what more she/he/it said and I don't remember more than that I knew I had sleep paralysis at the same time, and there was some nervous tension building up passively in my back/waist area, as usual. It didn't go all the way with the cramp, but I got loose from the sleep paralysis soon enough, and woke up to type this. I wasn't scared anymore at all when I had woken up though.


WOW, this is weird, almost creepy. I feel like I've been typing for 15-16 minutes, but the time says I've been writing for 45 minutes soon. That feels very untrue, but apparently..!

I dreamt other things too, but have trouble recollecting them.

Nicest bird ever + Helm's deep again

29. June.

An event in my dream felt strangely significant to me. It might be the first time dreaming it, but it was as if I knew exactly what to do.. there was just something great about it.

In a pool (switched between being an inside pool and being an ocean) me and some other person was in the water, while some others were here and there around the pool, not particularly staring, but think there was someone. With us in the water, we had, and this is the significant part, a bird - a mixture of a penguin and a raven almost. It was very cute and it was about the size of... from my toes to the middle of my thigh. It had a thread or a leash, you could say, around it and it eagerly and willingly pulled anyone holding on to it, over to the other side of the pool. It was unbelievably strong and fast in the water, and it could pull more than one person, and sometimes did tricks in the water as it shot through. It never used its hands/wings much for swimming, and I can't remember that much about its feet. Whenever we grabbed on to the ledge when it had reached the end, it would stop. It was so friendly. I really love this bird, especially now that I've woken up. In the dream I remember asking someone ironcally "I wonder what drives this thing" as in asking what possibly gives the bird the will and intention to pull us across the water in a leash. I still don't know. Sometimes I had to be careful not to breathe in water since I tended to fly a bit up and down above and below the water surface in the speed it went. I never did breathe in water though, but it made me miss something that was supposed to be a backflip from this bird. Because when we reached the end of the pool once, two friends of mine had laughed and said it actually did a backflip in air. So, pulling us back and forth with good intention was what the bird did. One time it reached a ledge, but this time it was a little shore with big rocks.. not a shore but just big rocks by the end of the pool, as if we were outside. It climbed onto the rocks, as did we, and someone eventually started petting it. It was really an amazing animal, and it feels more significant than a "regular" dream. It's like I want it to have a name and make a big deal out of it. Chances are I'll include it in future art. Drawings, illustrations, music... Well, after we had sat on the rocks there a bit, I did a backwards jump and almost landed on some rocks just and behind below me, but managed to get out in the water fine. The bird understood and got out in the water as well, and started going forward, and I found and got hold of the thread/leash just in time to go across with it again. This was the last I dreamt before I woke up.





Before this dream, I had another Lord of the Rings helm's deep dream. Yes, I've had this dream very very many many times. But it's always different, and this time the castle was different and we were much more outnumbered and chanceless. I hid behind some walls in the open castle, where orc archers could hit me with arrows if I didn't. The rest of the people on my side were probably out there fighting though, and eventually some dangerous orc/uruk/creature (didn't look like an orc really) came into the room, and I knew I needed to make a quick grab for any of the swords our team had heaped up somewhere in the floor. It was a strange sword I picked up, long, heavy, almost useless and it had grab handles on both sides of the sword. I blocked 3-4 hits controlled from the orc before we both lost control and hit about us slightly more random and wildly. Simply hitting it a couple of times wouldn't do the trick, and I think even I received some hits without any consequence. Shortly after, I wasn't the victim so much anymore. I kept the sword in my right hand and picked up a smaller knife/sword from the ground as well after it came back down some stairs (what did it do upside?). For some reason this went a little better. The next thing I can remember is holding onto the orc with my hands and rubbing it chanceless with rough sandpaper. The more places I rubbed it on him, the weaker he became. It never finished really, that scene, it just ended, no one died or anything. Later in the dream, me and a friend walked outside of the castle, which was now a school I went to over 5 years ago. I explained him how obvious it was that it had to be a Lord of the Rings Helm's Deep dream. Inside the school, my mom was with lots of co-workers or something having some meet-up big social event. She had made a temporary copy of herself so that she could do something while the other took care of the social coffee drinking. Later I just went home to me, along with my friend and i don't remember more.

Harry Potter vs Voldemort

A dream this morning:


I was Harry Potter, and had to escape from Voldemort in my own house. It was much like many other escape dreams I've had, where I try all sorts of things in desperation but to no use. I ran downstairs, out the bottom floor-door through, ran around the house and tried to hide under some obvious sorts of... trees or something, that was lying on our way down to the house. He quickly found me and stepped on me. He didn't try to kill me right away, he was just sort of mocking me and watching me run around pathetically. I couldn't think of any spells really, and most of what I tried to do to him was gibberish speaking and pointing the wand. I remember running from him in the backyard, where we stayed most of the dream and I tried to do pathetic spells such as Alohomora (which is meant to open locked doors) on him, and he laughed and mocked me by impersonating me doing a "vingardium leviosa" spell.
Eventually, things just changed and it slowly but certainly turned into a complete Tom & Jerryish comedy, and very violent. It started with me recalling the spell which is supposed to block incoming spells. In my dream it was "Hindrio", but that's the norwegian translation spell for a different spell, actually. But anyway, I managed to start blocking spells. And this all happened in our backyard. I remember I used the spell that summons Harry's Patronus (guardian thing, it's a stag). It chased Voldemort and hit him quite a bit. When Voldemort came back I tried to use it again, but I guess I had to wait longer. I recalled the disarm spell, the spell that's supposed to make him lose hold of his wand. That worked and I started getting the control actually. Not only did he lose his wand, I physically started beating him in the face over and over again. It was very strange. I didn't have complete control, but got it more and more. Not all spells worked, but I pretty much made him lose his wand and beat him up. Eventually there was a second person, but not in focus, and not helping anyone out. After beating him Voldemort for a long time, he eventually confessed that last night he had tried to read in a book how to summon a serpent Patronus. The roles changed, and now Harry tried to help the poor Voldemort, and spent an evening next to Voldemort reading books with him and researching for him. I remember the phone rang and I took it and said "Harry Potter and Voldemort." The person in the other end seemed very confused, almost angry. I said something like "okay, Daniel Raaaadcliffe then"! I don't remember the rest of the conversation, but the focus changed a bit. I still had to make sure Voldemort didn't kill me, and I remember him standing on the grass, and Harry Potter just coming from behind him and like stabbing him repeatedly with his wand. It didn't go into him or anything, and it appeared to be humorous in a way, in a way. I did another disarm spell and made him lose his wand (actually there were two of them), they flew down in the forest. He was frustrated and sad because he said he had really worked to get hold of his wand this evening. Like he deserved it. This second person reminded me of the "apporto" spell, which could make me make objects fly to me. I yelled "apporto wands" in a Harry Potterish way and it was pretty cool that they actually flew up from deep down the forest, right past a random jogger and landed close to me. There were also scenes where me and Voldemort raced to wands lying nearby. But many scenes where I just hit him a lot in the face. I remember beating him up by the edge of the backyard, bordering to the forest, and there's a little drop there, so I eventually beat him off this little ledge so his head hit a rock. He started babbling about the nature of his choices but in a way that didn't sound like he blamed me. Something like "you make me feel pain and that makes me want to do that to you-blablalba", but it was more of some words that came out of him while he was climbing back up, and I think I might have said "sorry.." at some point.

The rest is unclear or uncallable. I do recall one funny scene where he had ran towards me and I had done that "Hindrio" spell, and it made him crash really cartoonyously into an invisible wall. All in all, a first scary, then funny and strange and inappropriate dream.