I lie, at 3:47 in the morning, tossing and turning to try, in vain, to bring myself to sleep. My limbs are stiff, in agony, and yet I can't stop twitching. It's been this way for hours now. Several times I've pulled myself from my bed to stretch, do push ups, whatever it may take for my body to calm itself. As I pull myself beneath the comforter one more time, I am at last swept into the vast depths of my unconcious imagination.
I am on the Streetcar, the typical form of public transit in Toronto. The driver is blazing us down the Avenues, changing tracks, turning so hard we nearly become detatched from the railings. I beg and pleed for him to stop, but he just turns to me, an evil grin on his face, and warns me to not stand up on the street car while it's in motion. I am in deep confusion and fear: There are no seats available. I run towards the back of the car, where I might break the larger windows to escape from this torture.
I punch and elbow furiously against the layer plexiglass that kept me from my freedom. And yet it will not shatter, or even crack. I feel lonely and trapped, as nobody else is giving me any response when I plee to them for help. They merely mutter and tell me to wait for the Streetcar to stop, almost in a state of complete unawareness to the Driver's insanity.
I thrash and wail at the windows more and more, in complete doubt that the man will halt his rampage, or even slow it. I punch harder and harder at the window to try and break free, but the only thing that shatters is my hand. Clutching my shattered bones with my other arm, I find myself lost and confused, almost feeling like I'm going mad. Everything I try ends in failure. Nothing will work. Then my eye cataches the yellow cord, hanging loosely from the wall. As I rush over to it and pull it down, the Streetcar stops immediately, causing me to tumble over.
The force my imagination put me through awoke me from my nightmare as I stared into the blackness of my bedroom. The clock pulsed 4:58 in a green tone, leaving a faint light. My limbs pulsed a deep burning pain throughout my vains, and I turned over to return to my rest.
"This is why, if you have to stand, you should always hold onto the handrails." The Driver instructed me as the doors swung open. Drearily, I pulled myself from the dirt encrusted metal and walked through the open doors before the Streetcar took off again, like a bolt of lightning. As I pictured my surroundings, the realisation hit me that I had no idea where I was. The buildings were unfamiliar, the people almost deformed, and the air itself was visible before me. I kneeled down, frustrated, and pounded my fist into the ground, breaking it and giving myself a pair of completely worthless hands. As the shock pulsed through my arm, I awoke once again.
The luminescant clock read 6:52. It was only 8 minutes until my alarm was set to permanently lure me from my mattress. I lied awake, my limbs still in agony, and stared at the cieling. A loud crash shook me as I sat, bolt upright, my bare chest emerging from underneath the comforter.
I glanced over at the clock. It was 10:32. I stared at my hands and flexed them, relieved. I pulled myself from the bed and walked towards the kitchen to make myself some coffee. Whatever parts of my night were dream compared to reality, I still do not know.
(This all happened, btw.)
I am alive with a story
Pre typed
oh shit, you were engaged and you broke up?
GOD DAMMIT. She didn't answer, I had to leave an awkward voicemail. I hate voicemail.
"Hey, Dani, it's Matt. Uh...yeah. Call me when you get this message, please. Uh...thanks. Bye."
I say uh too much.
[editline]09:46PM[/editline]
oh hi jake
story time
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;24525548]oh shit, you were engaged and you broke up?
[/QUOTE]
Yep. Hows that for painfull :smithicide:
Ah well, I have hot chocolate and toast, and Hey jake
ouch.
well, at least you decided to do that instead of having a terrible marriage.
Mmm true, i think i dodged a huge bullet, but still its been 8 months and i still love her.
Something occured to me while grabbing food "Don't eat cheese before bed, you'll have nightmares!" my mum allways used to say, theres some truth in that isn't there?
Okay, not so pre typed it was missing an entire paragraph.
But now it's ready!
[quote=Dream Journal]Something new appeared in my dreams, and what was originally a nap became my sleep
It started off in a car. I was with my friends and we were all dressed up. There were four of us. We started conversing about something. “So what do you think he’s gonna screw up first” friend 1 said pointing to me. “Oh shut up I’ll be fine” I said to him after kicking his leg. “I’m just saying you know maybe she’ll want someone that isn’t a complete wuss” he said again. I lifted my eyebrows. “That’s not gonna be you then” I said to him smugly. The other two started going “Ohhhhh” like a typical insult fight or something.
“All honesty man you’ll do fine” he said. “Thanks, how’s it going with you?” I asked. “Are you prepared?” I asked again. He took a deep breathe. “I sure hope I don’t fuck this up I really like Kelly” he said to me. “Man I had all the fun with her but then she started to clamp on to me, I couldn’t go ANYWHERE without her knowing about it” friend 3 said. “Yeah but you did have it coming, I mean after all you DID cheat on her” I said to him. “I was going to tell her eventually” he said again. “Was that before or after you fucked her” friend 2 said. “Haha oh that’s funny at least I can even get near a woman without her running away” friend 3 said defensively.
As much as we were shooting at each other we were having a good time. I looked out the window for the first time in the dream. It was raining hard out. “Oh fuck it started raining badly” I said to them. They all groaned. “Hey look at the bright side if it gets too deep we can use him as boat” friend 1 said pointing at friend 2. “He needs to be SKINNY to float dumbass” friend 3 said. We all laughed. I had only just realized we were in a limo. “Well gentlemen I propose a toast to our ex’s” I said aloud. They all looked at me. “Thank them for letting us free of their grips” I said allowed. We all laughed and toasted imaginary glasses.
“Sir’s we’ve arrived at our destination” the limo driver said. “Are there any indoor parking, as you can see we’re a little too dressed to swim” I said to him. He chuckled. “There should be some overhead cover so you can get out dry.” The driver answered. He drove us to an arc’d entrance where cars were parking. “Good luck to everyone” friend 2 said. “Likewise” the rest of us responded. They got out. I slid over closer to the driver and put 100$ in my hand. I extended my hand through the window for a shake. “Thank you for the drive” I said to him. He shook my hand and noticed there was money. “Who thanks man” he said unprofessionally. I got out of the car and pat the door to signal it was time to drive off.
I turned around. I was in an extremely fancy restaurant, which explained why I was so dressed. I walked up to the receptionist. “Excuse me I have a reservation for two” I said to her. She looked down at the paper. “Name” she asked. I responded. “Ah yes your party member has arrived and is seated.” She said. “If you’ll please follow me” she said taking me through a big hallway. There were multiple large doors, paintings and more. (Outside note : These paintings showed past dreams I’ve had) The receptionist showed me to a door and opened it for me. It was a huge room with large windows at the back and dining tables placed strategically. I looked around at the tables. Then, I found my subconscious, sitting there alone talking to the waiters and looking around innocently. She, for once in any of my dreams, looked beautiful. She caught me with her eyes and lit up with a smile. She fluttered her fingers at me, then continued looking around more.
I realized I was dreaming. I rubbed my hands together repeating “I want to remain in this dream” as I do normally and began my way to the table. I looked around at the other tables and now noticed my friends sitting in separate tables with their dates. I sighed. “Oh no” I said to myself. I was now at my table. She looked up at me. “The man of the hour” she said with a grin. “I feel like I’m going crazy” I said to her. I sat down. “I know it’s really weird hearing me when you’re doing your thing in the real world but I think this will open up a lot of opportunities for us” she said grabbing my hand. “Unless you want me to stop?” she asked. “No I could use some advice every once and a while” I said. “Promise me you’ll talk dirty” I said teasing. “I think you’ve had enough of my smut” she said rolling her tongue around her lips. I rolled my eyes.
A waiter came by and poured us a glass of wine leaving the bottle with us. “Well then a toast” she said lifting her glass “To something new” she said again. “To something new” I repeated. We toasted. We did that thing where you drink from eachothers glasses with your arms crossing eachother. We finished our entire glasses in one gulp. I poured us some more. “People say wine opens up the appetite” I said to her “But I don’t see any food coming at all” I said again. “Food is coming and I guarantee you’ll like it” she said to me.
The sound of the rain hitting the windows above got louder and thunder roared. “Woh” she said startled. “Well while the food comes can I go back and take a look at the paintings in the hallway” I asked her “They seem so familiar” I continued. “Sure, the paintings should be familiar.” She said. I finished off my glass and made my way back to the hallway. I looked at the paintings. I realized they were dreams I’ve had before. “Very impressive” I said to myself. I walked back in the dining room. About 1/3 of the way there I was stopped. Something felt wrong, like there was bad energy around. Suddenly a person slid in front of me with his head down. I looked at my subconscious and she was surprised and had a horrified face on her. The person lifted their head.
It looked exactly like me with a half decomposing face (Like two face from batman but 100 times more gruesome) I looked at him in fear. “Well hello” he said to me in a voice like mine but with some effect that is hard to describe. His voice sent chills down my back. I closed my eyes imagining a bowie knife in my hand. My palm started to burn and I felt it. I opened my eyes again and I had burn marks on my palm. “Don’t try” he said again. I looked at his hands and they were completely burned with little flesh on them and bony. I looked back up at my subconscious. She was staring, frozen in fear. I looked back at my decomposed self. “What are you” I asked it. It laughed. “Not even you want to truly know that answer” it said. It grabbed my hand. I felt something slice my palm. It let go and walked away. I looked back at my hand. It now had a large cut spanning from one side of hand, through my palm, and then to the other side of my hand. I turned to where it walked. It was gone.
I gripped my hand and put pressure on it walking back to the table. I sat down. My sub moved her chair closer to mine and grabbed my hand sympathetically. I took a breath. “Do you want to explain that to me” I asked her. She took a the cloth on the table and wrapped it around my hand. “I don’t think I can, at least not yet” she said back in a shakey tone. Blood started dripping. I took my hand back. “I don’t want to get any blood on your beautiful dress” I said to her nicely. She smiled and held onto my other hand. The thunder boomed loudly and the lights went off in the dining room. Everyone gasped. She now grabbed the rest of my arm and pulled me closer.
I looked around and felt for a phone in my pocket. I found it and used it as a light to see around. I checked the table and saw food. “Well I guess the food came” I said. She laughed a little bit. She took a fork and knife and cut a piece. “Come on try it” she said bringing the piece closer to my mouth. “Here comes the plaaane” she said making airplane noises. “I don’t want to kill the passengers on board by chewing them up” I replied. She laughed lightly. “It’s just the pilot he’ll be fine” she said. “Is the pilot not a perso-“ I was cut off by the fork entering my mouth. “Ahah! It’s in now” she said. I ate the piece. It actually tasted delicious. “My god that tastes great, what is it?” I asked, chewing. “Steak, well done with lemon sprinkled on it.” She said. “I knew you’d like it” she continued.
The lights came on. Everyone started clapping. I only just realized how close she was to me. She was looking at me romantically. “Oh lord if you kiss me” I said. “What, you’re telling me you don’t like it?” she said laughing. “It seriously creeps me out” I said to her. “I don’t hear you saying you don’t like it” she said back. “Sounds like someone is just making excuses” she said giggling. “Of course it feels good it’s a kiss but it’s scary when you realize whose the one doing it” I replied “Just save it for when I don’t know I’m dreaming” I said again. She laughed a little bit. “Fine, fine, I won’t.” she said. She rested her head on me. I started to relax myself and just looked out the window. The thunder wasn’t it’s usual color, it was a dream color by the looks of it. I looked back at her. She had her eyes closed, relaxing and listening to my heart beat.
I continued to my looking out the window. The rain was hitting the window hard. “You know I think that one of these thunder strikes are going to wake me up.” I said. “Mmmhmmm” she responded still relaxed. I let out a sigh. I closed my eyes. The thunder boomed again. I opened my eyes. “Shhhh” she said rubbing my chest. “Not time to wake up yet” she said again. I looked at my friends still going on their dates. I laughed a little bit.
The friend that went out with the Kelly girl that was now dating another one of my friends was, by the looks of it, apologizing and she was having none of it. She had her arms crossed and looked in the other direction. She kissed the friend she was actually on the date with. The one apologizing threw a fit with himself and walked out of the room. “and then it all fell apart” she said with one eye open watching what I was. “Like it always does” I said.
She closed her eyes again. I looked around some more at the things going on. People at their tables weren’t eating just talking. I came across a balcony at the corner of the room. The room really WAS big, it was like the size of a stadium. There I saw it, my decomposing self, looking at me from atop. It had a hat one. It looked at me evil-y and lifted its hat. I felt my heart start to race. She lifted her head and looked at me. “Are you okay” she asked me putting her hand on my forehead. I felt my muscles tense and I couldn’t move, stuck looking at that monster.
She turned to it. Black “smoke” type curves began to cloud my vision. She waved her hand around to get everything out of the way and started coughing. I regained control. It disappeared. “Don’t think about him” she said. “I really wish I knew what it was” I replied. “I’ll tell you I promise but not yet” she said. “Okay, I could use a hug though” I said to her. I felt really weird and I really did need a hug. We hugged eachother for a while. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I was awake.[/quote]
[editline]09:56PM[/editline]
Now zin, what in the fuck was that thing
[editline]09:57PM[/editline]
And what did I say, In jake terms RAIN = Romance
i think i know what it is already but i'm only two paragraphs in
let me keep reading
Jake i love you. ill elaborate in a second.
I know what it was, but your sub doesn't want me to tell you. This is going to sound fucking INSANE, but half of those things that happened weren't messages for you.
They were for me.
Get out of my head you fuck
Dramatic plot twist....
[quote]“I know it’s really weird hearing me when you’re doing your thing in the real world but I think this will open up a lot of opportunities for us” she said grabbing my hand. “Unless you want me to stop?” she asked. “No I could use some advice every once and a while” I said. “Promise me you’ll talk dirty” I said teasing. [/quote]
But the ending :ohdear:. not what i wanted to read before bed :ohdear:
But on an unrelated note;- i hope my Sub is female, compleately non-sexual just... i have a hard time trusting guys weirdly.
ZIN ELABORATE NOAWWWW
Also 1000th post. couldn't of picked a better thread.
Zin I think you're trying to dig too deep in my dreams.
Thanks
I know what happened, and really if you think about it you'll figure it out too. Think about the stuff I've told you and think about how I've analyzed dreams. You're fairly good at it, so I bet you can do it. I'll give you a hint, if I must, but your sub won't appreciate it if I tell you. You're supposed to figure it out yourself.
[quote=Jake's Campaign]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24176596&postcount=1725][B]Chapter One - The Week Long Dream[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24198872&postcount=1760][B]Chapter Two - Self Control[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24230390&postcount=1877][B]Chapter Three - Question and Answers[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24277848&postcount=2059][B]Chapter Four - Going Deeper[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24300994&postcount=2153][B]Chapter Five - Doing A Favor[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24306926&postcount=2186][B]Chapter Six - Eye Of The Storm[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24333658&postcount=2298][B]Chapter Seven - Enter Rapture[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24355479&postcount=2421][B]Chapter Eight - Redo[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24368457&postcount=2571][B]Chapter Nine - The Event[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24379505&postcount=2715][B]Chapter Ten - Redo Part Deux[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24427589&postcount=3062][B]Chapter Eleven - The Unveiling[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24450576&postcount=3143][B]Chapter Twelve - Deja Vu[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24481798&postcount=3416][B]Chapter Thirteen - The Switch[/B][/url]
[url=http://www.facepunch.com/showpost.php?p=24525878&postcount=3911][B]Chapter Fourteen - Untied Ends[/B][/url]
-Chapters to Come-
[/quote]
Felt right to update that
and i was kidding about the messages part
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;24526197]I know what happened, and really if you think about it you'll figure it out too. Think about the stuff I've told you and think about how I've analyzed dreams. You're fairly good at it, so I bet you can do it. I'll give you a hint, if I must, but your sub won't appreciate it if I tell you. You're supposed to figure it out yourself.[/QUOTE]
Put it in spoilers for the more clueless of us.
Since I have no idea what you're talking about.
The only thing I want you to tell me, if it doesn't have anything to do with what I'm suppose to figure out on my own, is what that nightmare was
[QUOTE=solid_jake;24526237]Felt right to update that[/QUOTE]
Email it to the lucidity institute :D
[QUOTE=kenji;24526182]But the ending :ohdear:. not what i wanted to read before bed :ohdear:
But on an unrelated note;- i hope my Sub is female, compleately non-sexual just... i have a hard time trusting guys weirdly.
ZIN ELABORATE NOAWWWW
Also 1000th post. couldn't of picked a better thread.[/QUOTE]My sub is.
I need to draw her sometime.
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;24526253]and i was kidding about the messages part[/QUOTE]
Yeah I know.
Must sleep, but thread too interesting dammit. Stop being different jake!
[QUOTE=DVH;24526257]Put it in spoilers for the more clueless of us.
Since I have no idea what you're talking about.[/QUOTE]
Your brain always has dreams, right? And your brain has dreams in these weird analogy type settings, where the stuff going on is somehow related to stuff that you're struggling with irl.
Certain things in dreams mean certain things. A fence, for example, generally represents an obstacle. But it's hard to derive the entire meaning from just one sign, you have to figure all of them out and then put two and two together.
[sp]In Jake's dream, the fancy ballroom is his mind, quite literally. There's a hallway with remembered dreams, it's huge, brightly lit, etc. there are other reasons why, but those are a little more obscure. Now, when you think of it THAT way, what does that tell you?
Well, then we look at the characters in play. There's Jake, his subconscious, and then a bunch of people he knows in real life. Now, those people don't play much of a role, and in his dreams, his center characters are generally very much HIM. That is, there's him, his subconscious, and then various other parts of his personality (which is what I'm getting at).
The thing he ran into this time is, if I'm not mistaken, "bad" morals. You know how you have a voice in the back of your head that tells you when something's right and when it's wrong? You can try to argue with it, but you'll never win because deep down you know it's right? That's your subconscious. Now imagine taking that and splitting it into good/rational and evil/chaotic. That's basically what's happened. No one wants to deal with the part of them that always wants to be a dick to people, even though everyone has that part of them. "Ellen" is his good side, which is why she's teaching him things and she's never done anything bad.
Anti-Jake, as I will call him (or AJ, for short), is the other half. His weird, decomposing burned half. That's literally the only explanation. (For further reinforcement, consider the fact that he couldn't summon a knife to attack it. Can't attack your sub.)[/sp]
And there's the answer, plus some insight into my methods of analyzation.
[QUOTE=PyroCF;24526482]Must sleep, but thread too interesting dammit. Stop being different jake![/QUOTE]
v:v:v
[quote=solid_jake;24526142]get out of my head you fuck[/quote]
ahahaha
oh god im laughing so hard
[QUOTE=solid_jake;24526282]The only thing I want you to tell me, if it doesn't have anything to do with what I'm suppose to figure out on my own, is what that nightmare was[/QUOTE]
The nightmare was a very important character, let me put it that way.
And if it'll help you figure it out, that ballroom was your mind. Literally.
Okay jake same thing like last time do not read the spoiler
[editline]10:22PM[/editline]
[QUOTE=Zinayzen;24526565]The nightmare was a very important character, let me put it that way.
And if it'll help you figure it out, that ballroom was your mind. Literally.[/QUOTE]
Wow I've gotta a pretty big mind then :dance:
[QUOTE=solid_jake;24526625]Okay jake same thing like last time do not read the spoiler[/QUOTE]
I really want you to understand it, but I think the point is that you figure it out yourself. Your sub won't help you much, though, she's not going to be able to even describe what it is, they naturally repel each other.
Oh nevermind -snip-
But damn my internet cut out and well, i had to go downstairs, in the dark :ohdear:
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