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False Awakenings

False Awakenings

21st October 2012

 

There were multiple False Awakenings, over 15 that I can recall though most of them were the same thing repeated. Much like yesterday’s FA, I became lucid after the light failed to turn on. I remained lucid through out all the following false awakenings.

I wake up: I feel strange and the darkness is bothersome. It feels wrong, I try to turn the light on but it’s so dim. I don’t want to get out of bed but I feel I have to.

I wake up: The darkness again leaves me feeling apprehensive. The light seems to fade in and out and I feel as though I am no longer alone in my room.

I wake up: There is a definitive presence now,  I try to turn on the light but as always it fails to work. I stand up and try to turn on the ceiling light with the pull chord. Continue reading

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Fragment One

20th October 2012

I found myself near where I grew up, on the main road approaching the shops and traffic lights. There was a staircase that lead upwards from the corner of the crossroads to the buildings on our side of the street. There was a group of males there, clearly intoxicated. One of them walked in front of me to enter one of the buildings causing me to slow down and slip on the wet pavement. I mentioned, in a jocular manner, that I nearly fell on my ass. The male that passed me turned around and started mouthing off. Clearly to drunk to hear the soft, joking tone. As I attempted to explain it to him he became more and more agitated.

He started to circle me, his energy was becoming increasingly hostile. A younger male with blonde hair, perhaps not yet in his twenties put his arm around the man and lead him off. Telling me to run under his breath as he turned. As I started to turn, something triggered the drunk to violence. I saw him out of the corner of my eye go around the other side of the stairs to cut me off. He approached quickly, my response was as timely as his attempt to punch out. I spun around, round-house kicking him in the face. He stumbled backwards, almost falling to the floor, he was able to use his hand to push himself up and around in a circular motion. Continue reading

Storms

Storms

13th October 2012

I found myself on a beach with a group of other people.  There was a beach football match going on and I had been picked to be one of the subs. As I was sat on the bench talking to the guy next to me,  I noticed it was getting visibly darker, the person next to us looked up and out towards the ocean. I could see his face visibly drop and he rushed into the building to our immediate right. Without following his gaze, I quickly followed him into the building and he pushed the door closed behind me as I entered.

It wasn’t until the door was closed and I was facing back outside toward the sea that I realised just what he had seen. The sky was so dark it was almost black, the approaching storm was already on top of us. The windows buffeted as the wind hit the building, closely followed by the thumping of heavy hail. There were a couple of other people in the room, one female and at least two other males.

As the storm became worse, my uneasiness began to drop. The building was holding up just fine and I started to relax. The building was similar to a classroom. Desks and chairs all in rows facing the front. There were two large windows with vertical blinds next to the door and the door itself had a window in the top half. From what I could see, there were no other windows.

As the storm began to ease and the hail stopped, we made a move for the city. I went with the female, who seemed to be part of a group with me. As the dream progressed, I began to understand that these violent storms were a result of environmental changes that had lead people to band together to help each other with storing supplies and general safety. These groups could be as violent as the storms and strangers were often untrusted.

I was walking with the female up some stairs as another storm threat made itself known. I told her to seek shelter as I had seen someone that appeared to need help. As I approached the spot, the person had disappeared. A small spattering of rain and hail was falling as I made my way back, the female was now in one of our shelters with a male. They kept opening the steal shutters of the garage door to see if I was approaching. I caught it as they were closing and entered. I tried to seal the door behind me, worried one of the males would attempt to get in. The doors refused to seal and I asked the other male to help me stand on the lip of the door to stop it being raised up.