my dream journals
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these are my past dream journals that I use to keep track of my PTSD nightmares as well as prophetic and lucid dreaming as well enjoy what you can about them. and see what goes on in the mind of a person whether they have PTSD or not
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Dream Catalog
These are collections of my dreams. I go through long periods of having no dreams so it's gonna be hella sporadic. Also I censored people's names/locations such as schools we went to so you'll probably see people named things like "Andy" or "Fengshi" Btw there's implied rape/school shootings in some of my dreams so be careful.
Archeia's Atheneum (The First Shift)
You're awake. You're different. You exist, suddenly, as two things. You, the one you know, with the body and name you're familiar with--and this new you, the one exists within you. This you is inhabiting a world within your own. This other consciousness that you see through has begun to sense its timeline, each word a moment. Like the you you're familiar with, this self seems to come into its life mid-story--though the way you experience this life/story differs vastly from what you're used to. As you grow you will eventually know how to articulate it, even recreate it. First, however, you must choose to embark on/in this small incarnation; you must read the first word. For those who will tread forth on this journey, we salute you. You have been dubbed Archeia, may your journey be ever abundant.Concluída
Not Quite A Butterfly
When an imaginative person develops an illness, dreams can be a way of escape. Tales of make-believe and fantasy get mixed up with twisted reality, and sometimes it's hard to tell what's real and what's fake. This is a collection of true diary passages, poems and stories taken from the journal of a teenager with mental illness. Hopefully this might help spread awareness, or make someone realise that they're not alone with how they're feeling. Caution: Talk of suicide, self harm, death, assault and abuse ahead! May be triggering to some!Concluída
When Stories Wake Up
Are you a writer? Do you ever feel guilty... when your characters suffer? When you break them, just to make the story better? You say, "It's just fiction." But what if... it's not? What if your story started feeling the same way? What if the characters you shaped with your words began to remember everything, every heartbreak, every betrayal, every death you wrote for them? And what if they wanted more than just a chapter? So tell me... If the story becomes real... If the characters you once controlled begin to take the pen from your hands... If the story starts writing you... just the way you wrote them... With all the pain, the heartbreak, the twists you never saw coming... What do you think your ending will be?Concluída
The Dreamscape Chronicles
Welcome to my dream journal-a collection of vivid, standalone stories. Each chapter is a new dream, a new story, unique and unconnected from the rest-crafted to let you see, feel, and experience them as I did. They say that when we dream, we connect with ourselves from other dimensions, access memories of our past lives, and even glimpse visions of our future-both in this life and in others. With that in mind, these stories may hold echoes of something far beyond the surface, offering glimpses into the extraordinary and the unknown. I'd love to hear your interpretations of my dreams-feel free to share them in the comments, but please wait until the end of each story to preserve the immersive experience.
To Be Human: The Beginning of the End (인간답게 살기: 종말의 시작)
The infinite cosmos holds unimaginable secrets of wormholes, time travel, dimensions, and Realms. Two Realms locked in a war that has gone on longer than humans have existed in the dimensions beyond the third. The One Between struggles between the two wars as it faces unimaginable challenges in The Realm of No Light and as a human on Earth. A war in Earth's future where humans make allies and enemies with aliens for the goal of humanity's survival. Their mission is to find a solution to help end the future human war and The War against the Beings of No Light. The Vessel will allow them to understand what it means to be a human in Earth's past. They observe the planet and study its inhabitants throughout their evolutionary development. With its Mentor, it learns and witness the beauty and atrocities of Earth. It carries with them the burden of The Final Judgement. Meanwhile, in another dimension, they are faced with the Chaos in The Realm of No Light. In order to find peace among its brethren, they must live among the darkness and embrace the chaos through pain. The One Between makes a Pact with its brother The Lord of No Light, to learn secrets unspoken and find answers to questions unanswered for eons. Is there a God among all this chaos? During this painful journey, the Knowledge The One Between seeks may be the answer but, how much Knowledge can be gained without destroying one's mind? Will the chaos from The Realm of No Light and their brother, destroy their Light and evolve them into a monster they fear-a Being of Chaos? The One Between is willing to sacrifice everything, even its identity, to find what it's looking for and a solution to end the wars. Can humanity evolve from its own destruction? Is Knowledge worth one's sanity? What does it truly mean to be 'human'? The Final Judgement weighs on its conscience. Warning: mature content This story has future plans for traditional publishing: all ideas/characters/& worlds are my own; please do not copy or steal
Disconnect | A Poetry Chapbook
***FULLY PUBLISHED*** Disconnect is an amateur project I've undertaken to explore an experimental genre of art- "Hyonagogic Poetry"- a certain poetry-writing style focused on reflecting upon the subconscious aspect of reality. Although, I'm attempting to redefine the genre in my own colors in this short collection of thematic poems I've produced otherwise known as a Chapbook.Concluída![Lucid: Gone in The Morning [Discontinued]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/398850611-256-k690890.jpg)
Lucid: Gone in The Morning [Discontinued]
Janie, a young girl troubled by the memory of her mother's disappearance, finds comfort in dreams of a boy whose face she cannot recall in the morning. Their relationship is complicated by a loop of unfortunate events which Janie scrambles to overcome. As her desire to save the boy grows, will she be able to face her reality, or will she become consumed by her dreams? TW: death, depression, mental health, hypersomnia, non-graphic violence (including, but not limited to gun violence), difficult parental relationships, dissociation -- Please let me know in the comments if I missed any potential triggers. :) Updates every Monday at 12:00 AM GMT (I will inform of exceptions with an author's note). Cover art credits: Franz Stuck "Sternschnuppen", 1912 Rankings: #15 in disappearance #14 in luciddreaming
These are collections of my dreams. I go through long periods of having no dreams so it's gonna be hella sporadic. Also I censored people's names/locations such as schools we went to so you'll probably see people named things like "Andy" or "Fengshi" Btw there's implied rape/school shootings in some of my dreams so be careful.
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