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    1. Of Stolen Santa Suits and Fleabag Hotels

      by , 03-17-2015 at 10:17 AM
      Morning of March 17, 2015. Tuesday.



      There is a big ritualistic Christmas celebration that is mostly being held in a very large old building (somewhat like a composite of church and theater), and it is apparently near Christmas in my dream. I am there with my family, but things change over time. In order to be a part of it, one must wear a Santa outfit, though that seems more like willful participation rather than a rule. I am aware that my youngest son’s Santa outfit has possibly been mistakenly taken by someone. I cannot find mine, either. However, I do believe his is found and worn but I do not find mine. It seems mine may have been deliberately taken by a younger female who is part of a smaller group of about six disruptive people. There are some arguments and an attempt to find my suit and to catch one of them with it but I become so annoyed that I decide to leave the celebration. However, when I first try to leave the building I end up going to corners and walls that have no doors. One area is mostly of over-sized and seemingly very old concrete blocks, both floor and walls, and I do not see an exit anywhere. I walk past a parade to another area of the building, but I try to stay out of the group due to not having a Santa suit.

      Eventually, there is a front door (which seems more like that of a house to the left of a large window that looks like part of a small store) that a young Japanese male apparently helps me find. He says something to me about the celebration but an older male near the door starts mocking the way he is speaking and pretends to speak Japanese (this was done to me throughout my childhood even though I have no Asian ancestry - taught me a lot about the “intelligence” of mainstream society). "This is the way they always are,“ I say, "they will never change.” We then start walking west down the sidewalk towards my older sister Marilyn’s house as once again, I am not aware of where I presently live in real life. However, I begin to realize that both Marilyn and Carol had died but I then contemplate the King Street boarding house. I believe my mother is still alive even though she had died in reality long before two of my older sisters (recurring in-dream false memory).

      I decide that the boarding house is probably not a good place to go (even though I seem to “remember” that I live there or have some belongings there) and instead, find myself entering a very large hotel from a side entrance. I walk up the steps to the second floor and am on my own at that point. I go into a large room just off a large hall, which seems like the place I will be living at least for a time. There are several other people around, some formally dressed in business suits, but I am guessing they will eventually leave when I decide to sleep. A man, possibly the hotel manager, comes over to collect the fee, which is two hundred dollars for four days. I see four Australian fifty dollar bills in my wallet (even though I am apparently in America) and give it all to the man, figuring I have enough time to work out where I will go from here. (For some reason though, the last fifty is only good for half a day.)

      I decide to sit down on a comfortable-looking armchair (another unknown male is sitting in a very similar armchair off to my left) but I fall through the cushion and notice that the armchair is broken in a few places (though there are some random hardcover books and notebooks stacked within the chair’s frame and on the floor that were partly holding up the cushion at chair seat level - I am not sure if they are mine). Having fallen to the floor, remaining seated, I then notice that the carpet is incredibly dirty and torn in some areas and notice other details that seem to indicate that the room has never been cleaned or anything repaired. I watch a cat walking away from where I am, seeing on its back a couple extremely large fleas, at least one large louse, and a couple ticks, all nearly an inch long and bulging from their feeding; somewhat teardrop-shaped. I do not consider the unrealistic nature of the scene. From here, my dream eventually fades, but I soon realize that paying only fifty dollars a day for lodging, I cannot expect anything decent.
      Tags: fleas, santa
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    2. Finger Painting and Searching for Santa!

      by , 12-22-2014 at 12:28 PM
      I was sitting on the bleachers of an indoor volleyball court, watching an old girlfriend serve the ball over and over. I was trying to sit next to an asian guy, but not too close. I ended up sliding magically towards him and I would edge away over and over again. There was some awful woman that was thoroughly scolding her child for no good reason and I asked if I could talk with her outside. She followed me out of the room and I basically told her that she wasn't a very nice lady and that she didn't deserve to have children. Everybody in the room came out to watch this and she just stood there. It wasn't very nice of me but she was soooooooo mean.

      I ran up two flights of stairs to get away from the scene. I noticed that I was in this enormous underground school. I became lucid when I realized that I was moving in slow motion and jumping maybe 10 feet in the air.


      I took off flying when I got outside. I got high above the school and it looked like my old elementary school. I started to wake up. I woke up into another dream, but I was still fully lucid and aware that I was in a dream. It was almost like a dream intermission or commercial. I was a woman and I was talking to this guy. I told him something that made him really bored so that he would want me to go back to sleep so that I could go back into the dream from before.

      Back at the elementary school again, I was flying high into the sky, into these dark clouds. I was doing crazy tricks like flips in the air and dives down to the ground. I let the lightning shock me several times just for fun by flying up into the dark clouds. I felt like I was showing off but I don't know who it was for, it was certainly fun though. I woke up into another dream, once again, but I was still fully lucid and aware that I was in a dream.

      This time I was a guy in his 40's and I had woken up and I was cranky and I wanted to fall back asleep so that I could go back to the other dream. These intermission dreams were unusual because I felt like I had control if I wanted but they also seemed like they had a life of their own and I was watching them while fully knowing that they were just dreams. I would try to softly guide them back to the people falling asleep so that I could get back to the dream that I wanted to be in.

      Back in the dream, I thought about what I wanted to do. I had the sudden realization that what I was seeing was entirely in my mind. I moved my hands across the front of my vision and the world vanished in the wake of my fingers, leaving behind a trail of blue ripples. I tried to erase the school with my hands and I almost succeeded in it before the image snapped back into place. I wanted to experiment more with this but I woke up into another dream.

      I was in person with Dreamer and we were talking about her nana. I said something about her eating a lamb shank, which makes absolutely no sense, then the dream ended and I was back in the clouds, flying still.

      I remembered the bonus task of the month and decided that I could find Santa's sleigh at the north pole pretty easily, so I flew at super speed until I was convinced that I was right above it. I dove down into the clouds and saw that there were stars below the clouds. I looked around me and there were stars in all directions, I was in outer space. I started flying at ridiculous speed but I felt like I wasn't moving anywhere because everything was so far away. I thought that maybe I could let myself fall backwards, down to earth. So I started to fall and I could feel myself accelerating, but I still felt as though I wasn't moving anywhere. I felt as though I was falling at the same speed as the entire universe, so there was no relativistic change in my position. I had the split second thought that maybe I was falling into a black hole and I noticed a twinge of discomfort. I decided to teleport away.


      I ended up waking up just a little bit at this point and I could feel my body lying in bed. I reminded myself that my body was relaxed and that I didn't need to move and that the next dream would start soon.

      The dream started in my room. I got out of bed and I could hear Free Fallin by Tom Petty playing in the background. I thought about moving through the wall to get outside, but decided to just use the front door. I floated up on the roof, looking for Santa's sleigh. I only found a little toy santa with a toy sleigh. I reached my index finger into his bag of gifts and found a tiny present. I opened it up and there were two miniature plastic cherries inside. I was QUITE unsatisfied. I saw another toy santa and looked in his bag as well, there was a present with a styrofoam cube inside of it. I started to wake up again. DEILD'd again

      I started back in the same place. I looked over at another roof and saw a bright, golden, shining light and tons of giant presents that were wrapped in various brilliant colors. I knew that santa would be there and so I floated on over and sure enough, he was. His sleigh was there as well and he was having a conversation with a reindeer. I looked inside his bag of gifts and found a single present inside. I quickly tore off the wrapping paper and opened it up. There was a neon green tie inside.
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      I was so disappointed. I don't mean to be ungrateful santa, but, what a shitty gift! I decided to open another present and I found an even longer version of the same tie that was probably at least 10 feet long. I opened another present and found a blue silk shirt inside. I really don't like clothes as gifts. I opened another present and it had ribbons inside, for putting on top of more presents. Determined to find a good gift, I opened one last present and there was another box inside of it. I opened that box and there were a bunch of ribbons in that box. Damnit. Santa was clearly fucking with me. I had looked at him with a Stare of Death but then I woke up before I could give him a piece of my mind.

      Updated 12-22-2014 at 12:30 PM by 66732

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    3. Santa Claus, Bringer of Storms

      by , 11-09-2013 at 04:04 AM
      Original Journal Entry - Feb. 1st, 2002:


      Santa Claus was actually an evil overlord who derived his power from people giving him pennies (thus granting him control over them). He caused storms and floods that destroyed entire villages. But we robbed him of his power, and he became a decrepit old man who traveled around with a family in a station-wagon. One of the little girls in the family learned his power, that is, to clap her hands and cause thunderstorms. The station-wagon then floated magestically across the ocean, into the sunset.

      Original journal entry dated Jan. 31, 2002:

      #1:
      I had a dream that I was in a grade school fighting demons with an iron, and was afraid to stand still too long because they would come up through the floor. It had the Gundam pilots in it, for whatever reason. Then there was something about a woman being a train on train tracks going through a flooded city, and meanwhile I was a juvenile delinquent trying to set myself straight and failing miserably.

      #2:
      I lived in an apartment with the old dude from Men In Black. And then I was taking care of my pet rabbit, and for some reason the radiator was in the bathroom. I was cleaning her cage and set it next to the radiator, and somehow she got out of the cage and into the radiator. I managed to get her out but she was VERY badly burned, and really cut up, so I was flipping out and my mother (who was suddenly there for some reason) was telling me to cut it out because the burns were only third degree (?!) and she wasn't missing THAT much skin. Then mom woke me up (in real life) to tell me that she had let my rabbit run around on the deck for another hour or so. Then I went and checked on my rabbit (this is awake, in real life) who was remarkably unburnt and had all of her skin. *shudder*
    4. Santa's Date

      by , 04-15-2012 at 05:36 PM (The Inner Workings of a Sound Addict)
      I'm back at uni! And despite being rather drunk last night, my lie-in gave me some really nice recall (after what must have been at least 10 hours of sleep). However, I'm pretty sure I'm missing the first half of this dream, but the second half was definitely more interesting.

      ---

      14/4/12

      I'm on holiday with the family in a cottage of sorts, and I come downstairs to ask what's for dinner. I'm told by my mum that we need to eat up the leftovers because it's our last day here.

      These leftovers turn out to be a small packet of pretzels, 3 packets of cheese and onion Hoola Hoops and a chocolate brownie. Definitely not what I was expecting.

      I munch on the packet of pretzels and head outside to find everyone playing American football. I join in briefly against some DCs that quite clearly have never played before, before getting out the brownie
      [as I'm obviously still hungry].

      Pushing my luck, I go back inside and ask if there's definitely no other food, to which I get response I expected. Appalled, I rudely say

      "that's outrageous! How do you expect that amount of food to be enough?"

      Backed up by the rest of my family, my mum caves in and we go to a restaurant for dinner.

      While in the restaurant, we casually change into the cast of Family Guy. Peter
      [who used to be my dad] orders a lot of food, and I see a cartoon representation of our stomaches, and that they're nearly full anyway. We get our nachos, and eat them while walking on the tables.


      Still in cartoon mode, a fight breaks out at the other end of the restaurant, ending my time in 1st person perspective.

      I then proceed to watch in 3rd person as Meg gets picked up by Santa and walked home. Once home, he asks whether he'll see her again, to which she replies

      "I like clever guys"

      and kisses him on the cheek. As she opens her front door, Santa pretends to go next door to a 'party' and tries to make up a pathetic excuse to come inside her house. Severely parred, Santa walks off.


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    5. Evil Santa

      by , 04-09-2012 at 03:58 PM
      I'm going to camp. After getting off the plane I meet this really nice guy who is really funny and it turns out he is going to the same camp. We get there, taking a cab together. The entree of the camp, which is located in a building in the city somewhere, Has a arcade. We put our stuff in the "Camping Room." A large room with tents and a camp fire in it. We pick tents right next to each other. We go back to the arcade and start playing games. The camp director comes in and starts explaining rules. It's late at this point so we go and sit by the fire in the camping room. Then the director comes to the last rule which is, "At night you must stay in your tents or by the fire because Santa comes at night and walks right by here. If your not in the protected area then he will kill you." I laugh and everyone including the nice guy gives me a hard look. Apparently they all came to the same camp last year and he is not joking.
      The Director leaves and It's becomes utterly dark. We all sit by the fire and then the door opens and here comes Santa along with some king of creepy little elf thing. He is carrying a dead cat. He walks past us, When he gives us a glance half the group almost had a heart attack. He went into the next room that had a kitchen and proceeded to cook the cat. I'm sitting there and get the urge to introduce myself. "Hey Santa. It's nice to finally be meeting you man. The names Joy. Hows it been going for you lately?" He turns and gives me and "are you kidding me" look. I continue, ignoring the pleating looks from the other campers. " SO. You going to eat all that cat, I could really go for a spleen of cat right about now." (The fuck? ) I say this jokingly. Everyone gasps and I turn to see Santa right behind me. He smiles in a evil way, not the way you would think to see Santa smile like. He lays something on my shoulder and says "Here you go." Its a freaken cat spleen.(I don't even know what that looks like.)

      Dream skip

      I'm in the arcade playing games with the nice guy and it's the last day so we stop and pack our things. I'm sad at the thought of him and me going our own ways. We see we are going to miss our flight so we go outside and call a cab.

      That's all a remember
    6. Points for 27/12/11

      by , 12-27-2011 at 07:19 PM
      Dream 1
      I was at my old secondary school in a maths class. The time ticked on to half past three and it was time to go, there were some of my college friends there including a girl in a blue frilly dress with no back. I stood up to go and the teacher said to me "Are you all sure you understand the homework?" and very few people did. So the teacher kept us back and made us do a bit more work until it got to nearly 4 o' clock. I checked my watch and very nearly did a reality check since about 15 minutes had passed in what seems like 2. But instead I just thought that time must have passed quickly because I wasn't watching it. I needed to hurry since I doubted my friends would wait for me if I was too late. I walked out of school and appeared to teleport to a huge place (teleporting- 10 points), similar to that of a warehouse. The shelves went all the way up to the roof and there were loads of them. As I wondered down the narrow isles a employee at the place spotted me and called me over. He was up a ladder trying to pull something off of a shelf, I went and stood by the ladder to see that behind me was a large expanse of bare floor. He told me to stand nearby, so I did and looked back at the shelves. They were filled with old televisions, the big box ones. The worker then pulled one off a shelf and dropped it, the tv crashed to the floor below. He shouted at me saying that I was meant to catch it, So I went and stood next to the shelves. He dropped another one, a big heavy one and I caught it with a spine crushing catch. I put it on the floor and we carried on doing this for a while. Then he started to move forwards and my friend H.T ran round the corner to help, we moved all the tv's that I'd caught forwards as well. We kept moving everything forward so that we kept up with the worker, then I saw a thread of cotton wrapped around one of the tv's. I looked up to see the shelves gone and somebody weaving cotton, to the left of them there was what appeared to be a small tea shop. Outside the tea shop was Santa and the worker from earlier went up to him to ask him if they could use his beard for cotton and he agreed. The then went inside the tea shop. Me and my friend looked at each other before leaving the tv's and following them in. When I got inside I recognised the cafe, I was in Lincoln, in Stoke's cafe. I was asked what I wanted so I said tea. They gave me a silver sachet that was this size of my hand. I went and sat down next to my Grandad and his friends. I opened the silver sachet and found what appeared to be cream inside, this was apparently the tea. I tried it and it tasted exactly like whipped cream. (Eat something- 4 points) (Full dream- 1 point)

      Fragment (0.5 points)
      I also remember going into a place like subway and asking if they could give me some bread cheap since it was near closing time, the woman behind the counter said "no but you can have a taster for free".

      Dream 2
      I was in my room and my neighbour came to visit. He came into my room, saw my new shoes and said he liked them. Then he sat on my bed and had a chat with me. This was quite a long dream but I can't remember what was said. (Full dream- 1 point)

      TOTAL= 16.5 points
    7. Gnomes And the christmas spirit!

      by , 03-08-2011 at 06:22 AM
      i'm in my bed,... i realise i'm dreaming by doing the light switch reality check, when i become lucid, i jump out of my bed, and end up, in a workshop, i look around,... 'where am i?!', a group of gnomes come out and greet and welcome me, i look around, i examine my souroundings, trying to remain calm, i open some drawers and presses, and cupboards around the room, i find some items, like chocolate, ,money, string.,... then, i open a door, and practice reece jones's dream door technique, i attempt to summon a cat, i think, I summon a bike, then i try to summon a book, i summon, a bird. ????.. then.... a demon ... a black shadowy thing is at the back of the room, so then i dissapear, and wake up. ♥
    8. Practicing Focus and Specific Recall

      by , 03-02-2011 at 06:10 PM (Nocturn Core (Abridged))
      I found myself in what I knew to be a fleeting dream in between states of wakefulness. I was about to get out of bed and write down my dreams, but then I saw what looked like a can of coffee grounds on my mattress. A picture of Santa Claus was in the middle. There was writing above and below the image, but I knew the dream wouldn’t last long enough to read all of it, so I focused on the bottom and committed it to memory. I would only have to remember it for about thirty seconds to record it in my journal.

      “And so, only one thing is for certain. My angry colony will become bad if something were to happen.” I understood that this was a threat from Santa Claus to the United States. He was raising an army of ants to attack us. As predicted, I woke up right away.
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