/yume/ - Dreams

>>2511
Feeding someone their own family is frowned upon in Russia, and the Russian police post a warrant for your arrest.

I started a dream journal a couple of months ago to take drawing/writing ideas but when i wake up it's always an erculean task to write down with an understandable handwriting what i remember about the dream.
The last things i wrote on it are "Fat chimpanzee wearing a puffy white shirt and a flat wooden mask of a horned ram demon" and "Turkish Aliens. Assyrians, Babylonians and Egyptian but with spaceships". While i have no damn clue what the latter is referring to, i vaguely remember the shape of the primate.
Maybe i'll draw him someday.

I'm waiting for the drawing, anon. I love squids, they're my favorite creature. Any more dreams since you've posted?

Now lets make it a cute loli.

I love my dream music, though it is rare. I often hear synth or rock music and it's always the most bestest thing that ever resonated in my brain. Once I wake up however, it's incredibly hard to recall even the basic melody or instrumentation.

I sometimes hear music from whatever video game i played before i go to bed. I've experimented with this by playing yume nikki, earthbound, LSD dream emulator, etc. one experience i had was when i was in a neon city similar to moonside from earthbound and i could hear moonside swing faintly playing. it was awesome. of course, this probably means i play WAY too much video games…

I just woke up from a morning nap session. After 6 hours of night sleep I had a light breakfast and strong coffee, turned on music and went back to bed lying face down on the edge of the pillow (my favorite sleeping posture).

Depending on the music I dozed off and got conscious again with the change of songs or even during a single piece with variable expression. When the song "Maggot Brain" started, I finally reached dream level.

Soon I found myself at a parking structure. The sun was glaring and some kids were skateboarding and riding shopping carts. I heard Funkadelics aforementioned song coming from their direction and though "these punks have good taste in music". The dream continued with a drunk Chinese guy dropping canned pears on a decayed staircase. At that point the music was gone.

I suspect a similar mechanism to the WILD technique being at work here. It might not be possible to receive accurate signals from the outside during sleep, but one can directly carry over the starting point of a association chain, if one is relaxed enough during exposure (literally at the verge of sleep). With a known piece of music one can expect it to continue with a similar sound, but typical dream distortions or mashups in structure.

Only one time that I can remember, it was a song "created" by me. Nothing interesting, I was dreaming that I was streaming music on youtube but after I woke up I realised that the song doesn't actually exist.

I remember hearing Libera me from hell with muffled, untuned and roughed out instruments once. I don't remember in what context and backdrop it was in though. I hear music pretty often in my dreams, often ambient scores or the music of the devil.

>>2547
>knockoff dream version of the Olive Garden
That sounds like a nightmare.

>>2547

I’d like to visit someplace like that. It seems very surreal, while my dreams are usually very ordinary and reflect my own experiences and emotions. My dreams that are more distant from waking life feel more childlike, but in a good way.

I’m curious to what you learn in lecture in that school. You seem lucid enough, is it anything coherent?

As the OP, I was looking for a way to make my own. There’s no place I can really call home in my dreams. I found your story very interesting, though. I’ve valued dreams long before I knew about Yume Nikki and would be happy to hear more from you if you’d like to share.

>>2548
Not as bad as it sounds, but to be fair it usually turns into a nightmare about being lost

>>2549
Who knows, maybe it'll happen eventually. My dreams always used to be related to my waking life when I was younger, but they've become kind of their own little world now.

In the dreams I'm usually wandering the halls instead of attending any classes, but I can remember some things about the classrooms. Some of them have basic kindergarten/preschool level stuff, like posters of the alphabet & numbers up on the walls (which is strange, considering it's definitely not an elementary school). Most just have diagrams, stickmen and such. Nothing coherent that I can remember.



Also, here's a picture of my old school, to give yall sort of an idea of what the one I dream about is like. The one in my dreams is based off the real building, but way, way taller, and darker in color. Like if the one in the picture just extended endlessly into the sky. I guess it's kind of how I always viewed the school, grim and intimidating.

Gonna add one more thing I forgot last time, which is the auditorium. It's always been one of my favorite parts of the dream. Sometimes a staircase will take me to this certain hallway. It has big arched windows at the end showing a red sky. The hall itself is made of dark reddish-brown bricks, with a carpet going down the middle that's the same color as the sky. Towards the center of the hall, there's 2 doorways: one leading to a room that always has a book fair going on inside of it, and the other leading to the auditorium. It's more of a giant opera-style concert hall than an auditorium, really. Same dark bricks as the outside of it, with red carpeting and seats. It's got cream colored paneling on the walls. It's kind of like stripes, going back and forth between brick and paneling. The room itself is a large square, with one of the sides having a stage, and the other sides having ground level and overhanging seating areas. I don't know if I'm describing it good, but it's so pretty. I love going there.

>>2550
Holy shit, that looks like a castle.
>5.2% White
>5.3% African American
>86.3% Latino
>2.0% Native American
>1.3% Asian
What the fuck. Are you Latino?

>>2547
That's funny, I often dream about school as well.

Any tips on how to get more touhou dreams? I used to get them all the, over 130 entries is evidence of that, but what am I missing now?


Sorry I know it has been a while.

>>2457
From Desert Punk. The purple haired girl.

Hi guys. I'm noy sure why I haven't been able to recall more touhou dreams but I suppose it isn't a coincidence.

I will use various forms of meditation to get the ball rolling again.

I've finally had another after this long hiatus.

In actuality this dream occurred about a week and a half ago but I didn't get around to writing it here yet.

139:

I remember being at the side of my old house, it had a really long driveway that extended past the house and into a garage in our backyard. There was a car parked in the part near the front of my home and I remember there was other people there but everything else became blurry when I gazed upon and beheld Yuuka there in front of the car. All I can remember from there is that we ran to eachother, embracing and engaging in a kiss, before I closed my eyes, I could feel myself leaving involuntarily from that scenario even though I wanted into last forever. I woke up after a few moments of the closed eye visuals.

>>2416
We should make the best of it!

Just because something has happened over and over again in the past, that doesn't make it inevitable. Technically, even Uboachan can still exist a hundred years from now. Faith in stuff like that is what keeps me going.

>>1783
RIP link

>>2555
No shit, sherlock, did you read the thread?

https://dreamch.net/

This exists.

I've got no insights of my own on this. Googling reoccurring ominous figure in dream is the only thing I think you can do to figure it out. Maybe try talking to him next time?

gaaaaay

When I'm lucid, it's usually quiet. I don't meet anyone unless I'm looking for someone. Most places, even suburbs and cities, seem completely vacant. I wonder if that's what I really want.

In one dream, I was in a small town somewhere in Italy. It was nice, but I wanted to be by myself, so I hitched a bus and rode it out into the countryside. I hopped off and sat down on a cliff by the road, and looked down at the fields below. It was one of the most serene dreams I've ever had, the countryside of Italy is beautiful. I try to go back there when I dream and see where my mind takes me.