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    1. My Not So Impressive 200th Dream Entry

      by , 01-03-2018 at 11:46 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      Just a fragment and some short dreams but really trying to work on dream recall!

      -in the mountains, beautiful mountains

      -I was at a Taylor Swift concert, I got front row. TW was singing and, at one point, held onto my shoulder and sang to me. I was sooo happy and was thinking, "if only I could have gotten a picture with her, but oh well, just this memory is enough!" and then she went back on the stage and started singing a song by another artist.

      -there was a group of kids and a male swimming instructor. All the kids were black girls and had matching hair and bathing suits. The swim instructor told them to do front flips into the water, and one by one they did, except for one kid who wanted to show off. She got a running start and jumped so far she ended up reaching the ledge on the other side of the pool and crashing into it.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. Meeting Taylor Swift & Another Lucid Summoning Fail

      by , 11-02-2015 at 06:40 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      Didn't write this dream down when I woke up so don't remember as much, but it was pretty cool.

      I was at some award show, like the MTV music video awards, and there was a camera pointed at me recording my reaction to the performers. I didn't realize this at first so I was on my phone half the time and then when I realized cameras were pointed at me I pretended to look happy and surprised. They soon got bored with me and focused on some other kid. Afterwards, I somehow ended up in Taylor Swifts dressing room but I didn't know it, and she soon came in. Her hair was a lighter blond than it is now and her voice was higher than in RL. She was really nice and me and some other people were talking to her for awhile(wish I could remember what we said). Before she was about to leave, she asked me if I had ever been to her concert. I said, "no.. but I would love to go! That is.. if you're ever coming to Milwaukee" and was thinking she was gonna give me concert tickets. She said something like, "oh.. so you wanted to talk to me because you wanted concert tickets?" in kind of an annoyed but still nice voice, and I replied, "no, no, of course not! I'm just happy to talk to you! You don't need to give me concert tickets." And it ended with her saying something like she was gonna talk to one of her managers to hook me up with tickets.

      In a DEILD, I started to wake up from a dream and felt funny, so knew I was dreaming. I was outside of my house with Dani. I walked around a bit and then decided, for the millionth time, to try to summon someone. I expected her to be around the corner, but when I walked around it there was no one. I think I did this twice. Then I shouted her name, which started to wake me up so I stopped and focused on the scene for awhile. I had no idea what to do so I jumped up in the air to fly but only made it like 10 feet then fell back down. I couldn't remember my dream goals so I just kinda walked around for awhile until I lost it.

      edit: ok, NOW I remember what my LD goal was. It was a goal I was very excited about. Darn. I have to repeat the goal before I go to bed so I remember it.

      Updated 11-02-2015 at 06:51 PM by 23237

      Categories
      non-lucid , lucid
    3. 06/29/2015 - apocalypse robot

      by , 06-30-2015 at 11:59 AM
      I need to leave for work in like soon, so I'll only post one of the dreams I had tonight. It was the last one of the night. I had a blast, even though I wasn't really in it.

      06/29/2015 - APOCALYPSE ROBOT

      Taylor Swift is a pizza delivery person. She delivers to a house, which makes her wait in the rain. A robot servant (kind like in the new tv show "Humans") answers (after the 30 mins) and Taylor refuses to delive without payment because THEY made her wait. She throws the Pizza in the back of her car.

      Jason Momoa is at home, someone knocks on the door but covers the peephole. He opens the door and immediately gets into a fight with the guy, Xavier, who’s older. He recognizes Xavier. It was one of his parents friends when he was a boy. Jason and Xavier talk, there’s something going on in the world. Something bad. Momoa thinks it’s an alien invasion. Xavier tells him he’s wrong. It’s not aliens. It’s robots. We’ve created our own downfall.

      Taylor walks around in her town, it’s slowly being evacuated. She sees familiars in the car leaving town, but she’s completely alone. She crosses main street and heads into an alley and continues walking towards the woods just outside the town. There's a puddle a few yards ahead, with something in it.*

      That’s where I woke up. Funny thing was, as I kept ‘seeing this dream’. I wasn’t really in it, I kept telling myself, must include more robots and more critiques as to how dependent of machines society has gotten! I was seeing it sort of like it was a movie, you know with Momoa (who was ALSO in another dream of mine tonight) and Taylor having their own plots. I also get the impression that they were supposed to have a romantic sidestory and I kind of ship them right now. I even gave them a name: Jaytay. I have a boring life. Don't judge me, Dreamers.
    4. Shake it off

      by , 03-04-2015 at 05:01 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      Taylor Swift is giving a performance. She points at me, choosing me to come and dance too. Surprised, I go up and start dancing across from her, singing quietly along with the song. I wonder if she’d let me do some singing. I’m wearing a knee-length skirt and it flows around me. I try to mimic her moves.

      After, she tells me I was a bit slow, but I didn’t realize I was supposed to be keeping up or anything.

      Then, she takes me and a few other chosen people to a clothes store. She turns around and asks me if I shaved. I say ‘yes, of course’, only to stop and actually think about it. Did she mean underarms and legs, or-? I hope that my skirt hadn’t flipped up while I was dancing.

      She starts looking through shirts for us, and she holds up this one and says she thinks it’s too big for any of us, but it actually looks too small, for me at least.

      I see a few of my shirts sitting on top of some hangers and think there’s some reason for it – saving them for later or something. But then I see three shirts hanging on hangers that I know are mine and shouldn’t be there. I get upset and go over to take them back, pushing side a guy who was standing there before he can take them.

      Later at night while lying in bed, I wonder what Taylor thought when I suddenly disappeared, and I didn’t know how to contact her to let her know what happened. Twitter maybe?

      Inspirations: Seeing the mention of Taylor Swift in someone else’s dream?
      Categories
      non-lucid
    5. Nothing Strange Here!

      by , 12-31-2012 at 02:55 AM
      I couldn't remember the beginning, probably only three small pieces of the dreams. I'd like to start with the demon I saw in a room where I currently live.

      It was my room. I was laid back on the ground floor and night and just laid there staring at the window. The binds on the window weren't closed all the way. I had to get up and check because I sensed something evil outside. I also heard some voices coming from across the street. I was scared.

      The feeling of fear inside me rose up as soon as I saw the window binds open up a lot more. But before that happened, I already felt an evil presence in the room. I closed my eyes and begin to feel it getting closer. Suddenly, I hear this loud noise coming in front of me. I couldn't open my eyes to see what it was, I was too scared to. Instead, I put my face towards this scream and started waving my hands all over it until it stopped. The harder I tried, the more force it used against me.


      That was the first part. Here is the second.

      I'm at a party full of drunken Jehovah's Witnesses and family members. The room was full of them! I walked around and talked to some of them I used to talk to in person. I just stared at them while they were resting upon one another. It was sort of weird because I knew this was not how they looked like in person! Anyways, later I saw an aunt there too and she was drunk as well.

      Here is the third part. This dream contains sexual content that is not suitable for young ages! Look away kids!

      Okay, so here's how it started out. I'm inside a mall, there was no one there but my accomplice at the time. I was in the middle of it and was preparing to ready myself for an exciting night, or mid-day. There was this woman(I don't remember her name), and she looked like she was getting ready too. Sooner or later, we already starting having sex. I remember we've only done one position. She got on my penis and tried jumping on it. She was having trouble, so I grabbed on to her and done it myself. Unlike all my other sex dreams, I felt a ticklish feeling this time. I liked it. But there was something strange too. As she was doing my penis, I was also making out with her butt cheeks. Then I woke up. Please don't think of me like that! I need something fun in my life right now too.

      And while I'm here, I also had a sex dream about someone famous yesterday too.

      Her name was Taylor Swift. We didn't making out a lot and I don't remember doing much with her really, all she let me do was feel her whole naked body. I felt mostly her rear end. It didn't feel too bad. When I was rubbing it around the it and stuff, it kind of felt a little sticky but smooth. Then I woke up.
    6. Taylor Swift, Room 174, Wedding Gift (SDE Pt.2 Day: 05)

      by , 10-10-2012 at 02:37 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      10.10.2012
      Taylor Swift in Black Latex Catsuit (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Another blonde in a black latex catsuit...well at least she's just posing instead of doing disgusting things.



      I'm on a website, and it has a white background to it. One picture that stood out the most is Taylor Swift in a black latex catgirl suit. I can barely see the outfit, but she is wearing one for sure.

      In that same picture of her, there's a dark brown background with darker hues of brown mixed in with it, and they existed as small dots that seemed to be diluted in some way.

      Taylor Swift has her chin sticking out, and she doesn't look too bad at all. She's also wearing red lipstick, and has her mouth slightly opened where she's showing mostly her top teeth in the picture.

      It's hard to tell if she was posing in an enticing position.

      And why would I be looking at Taylor Swift photos? I mean....why would I look at someone who makes a song after they break up with someone?

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      10.10.2012
      The Blonde in Room 174 (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      All I remember for this dream is that I'm inside a room that looks like it could be a Middle School, or mostly likely a High School classroom. I remember having to switch to another class, so I end up trying to look for it. I have trouble reading numbers in the dream, but I'm not performing a reality check at all.

      The whole hallway that I'm on has several shades and highlights of brown, and after a while, I finally found where I needed to go to get to room 174. The area I'm in is also confined, like at most just 30 feet in length and probably 20 feet wide in terms of what I can see well. The rest of the environment was a blur, so I'm assuming that this area that I can see well is what I needed to focus on.

      The teacher I have is a tall blonde female. She kind of reminds me of another art teacher who was just next to the art teacher I had for High School, except, it looked like she was the younger version of her. The one in waking life, I think she's in her 40s-50s, this version looked like she's in her early to mid 20s.

      I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, there's something about her that's enticing that makes me want to get closer to her on purpose, even if it would have to be confined to just solely seeing her as a teacher, and me as a student.

      It's hard to keep up that mentality, because she's REALLY attractive. She's not the most stunning person in the world, but she is very enticing indeed. She looked like she was a bit shy or something, she was a little quiet, but judging from her eyes and body structure, her clothing, she looked like she could exhibit positive energy to anyone near her.

      Her outfit consisted of a semi-transparent faded white scarf, dark Khaki women's jeans, and a white dress shirt that was buttoned up half-way or all the way, not sure. If it was half-way, my best bet from recalling that is that she work a gray shirt underneath.

      I think she was in the process of telling me something, but I kind of zoned out looking at how she's luring me in somehow. I feel so good around this woman, and I can't help but not care what happens next in the dream as long as I'm around her.
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      10.10.2012
      Wait...WHAT WEDDING?!?!? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside of a house, though I can't remember too many details of what happened there. I get out of the house to go somewhere, and I have a feeling it's the Postal Office building somewhere near this randomly generated neighborhood.

      I see some vanilla or light brown concrete to my right eventually as I walked down the faded gray tar road, and had a feeling that I'm getting closer to the Postal Office. I walk up a fairly steep slope that's maybe 10 feet diagonally. I'm now on the parking lot, and before I go into the building, I look back, and see that there's someone getting their keys out 20-30 feet away from me to get their mail in the gray metal boxes you have to pay I think for mail you want kept safe.

      The dream shifts as soon as I enter the building, and I'm inside of a Hispanic Restaurant, and a waitress comes up who has her hair tied up in a ponytail ball, wearing a turquoise/blue shirt, has a muffin-top (yes, she's a bit pudgy on the sides), and is wearing the usual dark blue jeans that look like they would lift her butt or something.

      She looks at me, and I assume she's just waiting for me to declare my order. She then realizes that I must be a new customer here, and asked me if I know about Blueberry pie.

      I respond like an idiot, and all of a sudden, I don't even know what a Blueberry pie is....LOL. I start saying random stuff, and describing what a Blueberry Pie would look like completely wrong, and the waitress ends up laughing at me, along with another one who was behind her as well. Then I tried to correct myself by actually stating what a blueberry was, but it was too late, already made myself look like an idiot.


      The waitress has that face that says, "I'll get you something you'll like," so she goes back to the kitchen to tell the chefs the order I'm presuming. After a while, I get my food in a white To-Go Box, and I opened it to make sure what's inside of it.

      It ends up being some kind of white cream sauce, maybe ranch sauce, and sliced tomatoes......

      The waitress tells me this is a gift since I'm going to be married....that it's a wedding gift.


      I passively accepted that, and didn't take into consideration that she said MARRIAGE and WEDDING in the same or near the same sentence. I get out of the building, and it seems I'm back at the parking lot for the Postal Office. I go up to some old blue truck, like it was made in 1950s or something, and there's a blonde guy inside on the driver's seat.

      I tell him,

      "Sorry to have kept you waiting...."

      He responds,

      "Nah, it's no big deal" (paraphrasing here).

      After that, I guess he takes me back "home."

      10.10.2012
      Alyzarin Becomes Admin of DV (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I see Alyzarin has the Admin rank, though it's probably just On-Topic Admin or something like that.

      - It was that Eva chick in the Black latex catsuit
      -Now it's Taylor Swift in the Black latex catsuit
      -Then I remember Taylor Swift doing weird things with her body in a violet dress in a dream a few months ago
      -Then I remember a blonde in a fancy silver glittering dress months before that
      -Then I remember a blonde who came through a small black vortex while wearing black clothes
      -Then I remember Catherine from the video came "Catherine" with purple wings and wore her white costume.
      -And a bunch more blonde females that I cba to recall.

      Maybe I should just create a Lesbian Dream Guide, so I don't have to be so insecure contemplating about having sex with them......-____-

      Updated 10-10-2012 at 04:21 PM by 47756

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    7. Blackmail & Lady's HOT voice, Feigning Crying, Passenger Seat, Taylor Swift Acrobatics (SDE Day 02)

      by , 08-16-2012 at 07:39 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      08.16.2012
      Blackmail & Lady's HOT voice (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      (Just keeping this for reference: Lady in bed is similar to a lady I talked to about where I wanted to go in life while on my trip to New York, and I had feelings she was into me, even though she is currently married...name starts with "S")....some note that was....ha!!!!

      I believe I'm with my father and mother again, and we're getting ready to pack our things and move somewhere. I don't know where, but somewhere, the environment is dark gray, with white lights emitting from above. I remember seeing a vehicle parked next to them, and it honestly feels like I'm in a parking garage.

      I wanted to go back to the elevator to the room we were in before, I take the elevator, but I'm not aware of picking any kind of floor, I just go in, and I guess things happened just like that. The elevator opens, and I enter into a room. It's dark, with little lighting, and I looked at the bed right in front of me.

      Someone is obviously sleeping here, but I can't tell who, they have themselves covered with white sheets. I have a feeling it's someone I know in waking life, so I make sure I walk silently to get whatever it is that I wanted. I don't know where I went, but I came back to the bedroom that was near the elevator door.

      I look at the bed one more time, and I see the person is finally awake. I'm shocked at first, but I decided I might as well stay for a while and see who it is. She has black hair, she looks up to me and asks me something related to why I'm leaving so soon or something like that.

      She really didn't want to see me go, and I assumed so based on her voice, it was so kind to me, it's as if she wanted me to hold my position near the bed and not move one inch. She had way of words, because I honestly could not see any reason to leave so soon. Whatever it is she said to me, god.....

      Her voice was so bloody enticing, it it possible to be fully turned on by someone's voice?

      After a while, I had to say goodbye to this lady, and I guess she did so as well. I go into the elevator, not even paying attention to which floor I picked in advanced. Then I get a flash in my mind of being in that same bedroom again with the lady with the enticing, lewd, and sexy voice.

      It seems I had a recording of her before I talked to her of when she had sex with someone. The voice recorder resembles the model I have in waking life that I wanted to use for recording lectures, but there just a few extra buttons, and I think it was a different color in this dream.

      Anyway, I play the recording, and I hear her moans as whoever it is continues to penetrate her. She starts using dirty words in synch with her screams and moans of pleasure. After the recording ends, I'd say it was 10 seconds overall, there was a button that gave me the option of sending this information to VH1.

      LOL what?

      I was tempted to press this button, and I think I even clicked it, but I clicked it one more time to cancel the transfer. Apparently, the transfer would be wireless, and I heard all sorts of beeping sounds that I didn't know verified what. I was worried that I was probably to late when I wanted to cancel it, because there were a few beeps occurring that would sound like I sent something in correctly.

      I find another button on the recorder where I could see the video of her having sex with someone. She has herself in the spread eagle position, bracing against the bedhead, and sheets covering most of her waist and part of her legs. I can't see who's having sex with her, but it's a person with light skin tone for sure.

      Definitely not her husband as far as I know.

      Don't tell me I'm a manwhore in my dreams now......

      OKAY, back to the dream, she's really enjoying what this man is giving her, and I hear the voice recording go in synch with the video, so it really is the video version of it. I even get tempted to send that to VH1 as well, but I don't think I do.
      _________________________
      08.16.2012
      Feigning Crying and Social Anxiety (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      There was a lot going on in this dream, so it's really hard managing how things started out.

      Holy crap, I need to get better with this recall thing and making sure the only thing I do is type my dreams out the first time I wake up.....this dream could be longer, but because I had trouble synching those events together......eh......just another thing to conquer.

      I remember being inside of a house, it's fairly dark inside, the windows emitting light from the moonlight is pretty much the only thing keeping this house from looking like it went into a blackout or something. I remember parts where I would come in and out for something, and every time, I would see a couple in a bedroom doing random things.

      One was a man in a black tuxedo, and the other would be a woman in a red dress that had portions of the dress that completely wrapped her to where her hourglass body structure was apparent. I took these people for random dream characters, even though I know them being manifested are part of my dream signs of seeing a females in red dresses.

      So much passive demeanor, it's as if I have a naivete of a child that still believes babies are delivered through storks. It's so sickening, but I let myself play things out to see how they go, I just have to....I don't know why....

      I open the door to get outside, and now it's night time, with the tall street lights emitting light orange light, saturating the clean concrete that is now a cul-de-sac. I look around, and see that people are sitting around the edges of the cul-de-sac in fold-able chairs (mostly).

      I see that most are young females, though I didn't really take the time to start doing a mental rating of who's hot and who's not because I was insecure on how I looked to them. They were passing glances at me, causing more mental stinging on my part, which forces me to resort to something to distract myself from their gazes.

      I take my left arm out while continuing to walk, and pretended that I had to do some random inspection of it, even scratching it because I felt a slight itch on it.

      I did this for a while, and then resorted to rubbing my the top of my head all the way down to my chin, pretending that I was tired. I finally reached the end of the cul-de-sac where a straight line would be formed, and sat next to a random person in the small get together everyone is having around here.

      Someone informs me that someone had died, but I can't remember who specifically. In my mind, I honestly did not care about their death, because it didn't trigger any emotions of sadness for anyone that I knew that I thought was close to me. But since this person is trying to be gregarious with me, I started to feign feelings of sorrow.

      I even stood up for a while to ask in a pretentious shock, "Really??? Him???" I slowly descend down to the ground again, covering up my eyes with my hands, making wringing motions as if I'm going to cry.

      No.....merely feigning tears at this point, but I did make sounds to show that I was crying, and I honestly tried to cry to make it seem like I cared, but it only ended up with little more water saturating my eyes, but only at that, no dripping at all.

      I did feel some kind of liquid stained below my eyes, but it was most likely the sweat accumulating from wringing my hands to feign the tears. I get up, and decided to go back inside of the random house I was in before.

      I think the dream shifts at this point, and there's one part that I feel doesn't belong, but here goes.

      I'm inside a house, it feels like the same random house, except it's now daytime, judging by how bright the windows are emitting light, even going through transparent light gray curtains reflecting some of it back. There are a lot of people in here, I'd say 5+, including my father. I pay no attention to the other people except my father.

      The walls in the house are light green, similar to a house I've been too before for vacation. There's an entertainment center just like the one in waking life. It has a glossy and shiny dark brown painted wood finish to it. There's also a bunch of items and accessories around the place, but I only focus on my father.

      He's wearing his glasses, and seems to be talking to someone at the moment. I get closer to my father, just waiting for him to include me in the conversation. I don't know why I wanted to, but I just kept quiet until he makes a response about me. He talked about how I would call him constantly to update on small things.

      I get annoyed by this, and told him that I don't do that kind of stuff. He looks at me seriously, but then puts on a smile and taps my head with his finger.

      WTF, did you just do the "Itachi" tap on the forehead just now? LOL, I'm not Sasuke bro (Sorry, maybe Naruto Shippuden fans might get what I said).

      Spoiler for What kinda sorta happened...:P:

      It made me calm down though, the tap on the forehead that is....what the hell.....WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED. LOL, was I being petted just now?

      I couldn't really do anything, couldn't really feel any kind of anger trying to get it's way back into my reality again...damn it...

      I turn to the man that my father is talking to, and he puts his hands out, and I shook his hand. I didn't know his name at all, all I remember is him wearing a Hawaiian type of dress shirt with dark gray dress pants. I knew he had a dark skin tone, and then I decided to leave the house.

      The dream shifts again, and now I'm back in the same night time at the cul-de-sac. I still reform to pretending that I'm trying to make sure I'm fine, because the female glares still kept mentally stinging my mind, and this time, when I reached the end of cul-de-sac......

      I see a mirror in front of me, and I see myself....I'm wearing the yellow and black horizontally striped sweater I have in waking life, along with denim looking jeans. These jeans were a bit too small for me, in length, but they were perfectly fine in width. I looked so innocent, and I still had some focus on how short the jeans were.

      That's all I remember for that one.







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      08.16.2012
      Passenger Seat (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm inside of a vehicle, most likely the Chevy Blazer my father owns in waking life, and I'm on the passenger seat. I pay no attention to my father at all, or whoever it is that's driving.

      I have my body faced perpendicular to how they're sitting, and the door on my side was completely opened while they were driving. So I'm facing the door that would've been closed instead of facing the front windows.

      Ignoring the obvious that this is a dangerous thing to do, the passive demeanor on my part is absolutely remarkable. I actually enjoyed having the vehicle door opened, and I realized that there were a few things contained in the little slots on the top and bottom door.

      It's bright as day outside, but since we're going pretty fast, the wind makes me ignore looking up in the sky. The breeze felt so nice......probably my fan in waking life at my apartment blowing in high speeds is what is causing this homologous variation in my dream.

      Anyway, there seems to be a black leather folder contained in the bottom slot of the car door that's opened, and also a stack of papers packed closely together with a black binder clip on the right side.

      The top ends of the papers are blowing very rapidly, but everything is safely contained in the bottom slot. Nothing is going to come out at all, despite the rapid winds from the vehicle going at high speeds (I'd say 70+ mph) because that's the point where if you were to slide down the window, it would just be constant wind blasting in your ear.

      I have my seat belt on, so I guess I'm not that passive. =P

      I have my shins forming a V shape, which makes my feet align closely together, and I have one of my elbows resting on top of the other hand that's perpendicular to the same elbow having the forearm up so I can rest the side of my face on my hand.

      I'm just looking at traffic, random traffic, seeing the cars go by a little slower than what we're going out. In fact, there seems to be a traffic delay, and then I noticed the vehicle I'm in slows down to their speed now. I guess this just gives me more time to look at my environment, whoop dee doo!

      But I really took the time to pay attention to the traffic, and I honestly cannot comprehend why I want to locked in this position facing away from whoever it is that's driving for me. I see a couple of people's faces waiting for the traffic to start disperse. On my side, the vehicle is probably going at 1-5 mph, but at least it's moving compared to the others at a complete stop.

      One noticeable dream character though, as the vehicle on my side continues to advance, I see one lady with only her left side having a complete eye, nose, and mouth. The right side was completely gone, or at least overshadowed by extreme darkness.

      In order to not show that I was really freaked out by this, since she was looking at me, I take the hand on my right side that was resting on the right side of my jawline, and shifted it diagonally to cover my mouth while closing my eyes at the same time.

      I felt so ashamed that I couldn't contain myself with being shocked that this woman's face did not show completion on both sides. I kept closing my eyes, wishing things could speed up a bit more so that this same lady would just be like those other random dream characters that would be faded away from my mind.

      I'm sure I opened my eyes again at some point, but just wanting to forget that lady's visage was my main priority. It just kept stinging to me mentally, "be grateful on how you look."

      DAMN IT.....thanks for the belittlement repressed feelings!

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      08.16.2012
      Taylor Swift Acrobatics (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID



      I'm inside a room mostly with shades of brown, and I'm near a table with a paper bag in the middle. The table is light gray, extremely thin, and supported by black metal legs. I see a blonde sitting on the floor a few feet away from the table.

      She looks exactly like Taylor Swift, and she's wearing a fancy light violet dress that is slightly transparent. She looks cute, and she's doing some really random things on the floor. The floor was a faded brown, and the lights from above made a reflection on it.

      The Taylor Swift lookalike has her elbow resting on her other hand so she can rest her jawline. Then she starts getting a little too open with herself.

      She literally does a leg split, showing her panties, which are also a color of violet!

      Isn't this cute?!?!? She matches everything together! Go Taylor! /sarcasm.

      (I don't hate her, just couldn't help but be amazed on how she matches everything....EVERYTHING....)

      After watching her giving me a show of her panties, someone comes in, and I think after they talk for a while, I realize the paper lunch bag is actually for me. I started getting ecstatic for no apparent reason, and I had some weird hunch that women would be inside of the brown paper lunch bag.

      Lmfao, what the heck was wrong with me in this dream??

      I opened the lunch bag, and it had all sorts of treats, small blueberry muffins (oh man, they looked soooooo tasty), and all sorts of little desserts inside. I think the person wanted to take one inside the bag, but I just moved the bag away from them.

      MINE MINE MINE is pretty much my behavior in the dream.



    8. Taylor Swift Concert

      by , 02-08-2012 at 08:02 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      Me and a friend, a tall girl with bronze, long hair,(who I don't know at all in RL) had tickets to a Taylor Swift concert. Apparently my friend was a HUGE Taylor Swift fan so she was beyond excited. I wasn't a huge fan but I knew a few of her songs so I have to admit I was a bit excited also. When we got to the huge arena, our tickets indicated we were to sit all the way in the back row, farthest away from the stage. My friend was being all nervous and happy with anticipation, like people do when they go see their favorite band live. Then out of nowhere, Taylor Swift herself shows up behind us and says to my friend "you can come with me! I'll give you a seat in the front row!" because she could see how big a fan she was. My friend just about screamed with happiness. I slouched in my seat. It didn't really bother me that I was alone in the back, but I was just sort of hiding and looking glum. Taylor saw me and I guess she felt bad for me because she too invited me to the front row. "really?! Oh my gosh thank you!" I squealed, pretending to be her second-biggest fan ever. So we got a perfect spot, right smack dab in the center of the first row. The concert started and my friend was singing along with every single song. I felt bad for not knowing any of the words because Taylor probably thought I was some huge fan.. so I just hoped she would play some songs I actually knew. At a few points during the concert, she would stop and start singing a random song(not one of hers) with no music or anything. One of these songs just happened to be Blue October's "The Feel Again(Stay)" and I got super excited and started shouting out the lyrics. Me and my friend kept having to leave though, and do things. (I think it was because I woke up twice during this dream and when I fell back asleep it would continue but some things would be changed) At one point we had to go home and do something(I forgot what.. grab something I think) before we could return to the concert. I was worried the concert would be over by the time we got back, but we rushed back over in time to see her singing some more. One time she started singing a song a knew, but then it sort of changed to a song I never heard before. Also at one point during the concert Taylor invited my friend up to the stage to sing with her. She went wild, singing off-tune and dancing and flinging her hair all over. It was quite a sight.
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    9. Cats, Basketball, Missile Launchers, and Taylor Swift (10-8-11 7:40am)

      by , 10-08-2011 at 03:44 PM
      6-year-old Taylor Swift (not famous yet, but getting there) and a 6-year-old brown haired girl (nicknamed Brownie in this post) are both adopted by a lady (Grandma). Taylor is the favorite, so Brownie is my charge/buddy. She's really sweet, but a bit jealous of Taylor. So us two are outside in a park playing, and Taylor and Grandma are inside a CD shop that has no walls about 50 yards away. There are four boys playing basketball next to us, and the ball hits D in the face. He gets all mad, throws the ball the opposite direction, and screams at the boys that if they touch the ball again he will kill them. (D in real life is so nice I'm having trouble believing that it was him) Of course, the boys go get the ball again, D runs after them, I scream at them to stop but they don't, I run and take Brownie with me so she doesn't have to see, eventually the boys outrun D and D passes out from exhaustion and the boys escape mostly unharmed. We run back to the CD shop, I see a bunch of bald men throwing spears at targets mounted on trees. A James Bond-looking guy comes and shows the spearmen his missile launcher. My mind switches to the one of a spearmen, and I'm forced to shoot the launcher. I refuse to shoot anyone, so I shoot a boulder. My mind switches back to my dream character, and I grab Taylor, Grandma grabs Brownie, and we run. Grandma calls me Deida, but as we run a missile comes shooting at us out of the blue. It goes all slow-mo and I avoid it by inches. Another one comes but it isn't slow-mo, but it passes us and hit a brick wall. My view shifts and I see it coming out the other side of the wall, heading toward two freaked-out cartoon sheep.
      I always wake up right before something bad happens (luckily)
    10. SIGH... No luck with lucidity, but a non-lucid.

      by , 03-29-2011 at 01:45 AM
      GAH. Last night I tried FILD, but my alarm didn't wake me up. Then, I woke up at 5am and tried to FILD, but half-forgot how and gave up. Sighhhhhhh....
      So I had 3 non-lucids. One was short, the others were fairly complex.

      Dream 1: My math teacher has a reputation for being pretty. In this dream, she needed to stay at my house because her roof had fallen in. I knew it was her "evil twin," because she had hawk eyes and WAYYYYYYYYYY too much makeup. I'm talking about bright green eyeshadow ringing the outside of her eyes for three inches. Anyway, I knew it was her evil twin because I saw the REAL her outside my bus window in the dream. I thought she was going to carry out an evil plot on our house or on us. The dream ended there.

      Dream 2: I was supposed to write a song for Taylor Swift which she would sing to a girl on a Disney Channel show (I don't know her name because I never watched the Disney Channel. Plus, I only heard one Taylor Swift song in my life, only because my friend likes her. So I wonder where this came from?). I procrastinated and didn't write the song that evening, and the last thing I remember was my dad driving me along a dark highway with a sign that said, "Interstate 53."

      Dream 3: I was at my old school and had forgotten an assignment. That's all I remember. Really.

      Wish me luck, I'm trying FILD tonight. Again.
    11. YouTube Stars, My ex, an online fan forum, Yahoo Answers, and getting into teachers cars. Oh My.

      by , 11-26-2010 at 08:18 AM
      WTF. Weirdest dream I've ever had.

      It's nighttime. Okay, well it starts out with me getting a ride from my ex with one of his friends. We can't drive, so his mom/dad (dunno which) is driving us. The car is kind of super-sized for some reason, because the seats were really big and roomy.
      So I get in from the right side, and his friend/my new friend recently is sitting on the left side. I sit on the far right. And then my ex gets in and sits in the middle (No idea why he didn't sit in the front seat).
      As we're driving, I hear Speak Now (Taylor Swift) on the radio. I think to myself "Oh cool! It might be the 13th single!" I was discussing this on a REAL forum a few days ago. (No joke. Here's the topic-Taylor Swift Official Forums - Taylor Swift Message Board: Speak Now Discussion)
      (Also, I had my iPod playing on random Taylor Swift songs, and when I checked what it had played when I woke up, Speak Now was one of them, like 10 minutes before I woke up.)

      Back to the car ride, the song drifts off and Mine (TSwift) comes on (The song was directly after Speak Now on my iPod in the shuffle) and as I'm listening to it, my ex leans over and says "You are the best thing that's ever been Mine" at the chorus. I am like, about to explode, but I'm suddenly tired, so I just lean over to his shoulder. I reply with "mmmm." Wow that doesn't sound creepy at all.

      Then, I'm back at home, and I need ANOTHER ride to whatever I was going to with my ex. So then my pedophile-like band teacher from middle school shows up. Then I'm on Yahoo Answers asking "WHAT SHOULD I DO?!!?" and he's yelling out the window saying "I'm on a busy schedule!" I think this connects to me, because my mom ALWAYS says I'm a really slow person. We don't go anywhere, the dream just changes to something else.

      And then my YouTube geek kicks in.
      I'm back at home, and some neighbor I've never seen before in my room and asks me to help him. He shows me this leader board, but it's like FILLED with youtube stars. Number one was Ian's Mom from Smosh. I'm sitting there thinking "WTF? Isn't Nigahiga supposed to be #1?" Then it changes to Allie and Charles Trippy from CTFxC. (I haven't watched the vlogs for weeks) and it's really weird now. They are swimming in a maze-thing, like pacman. Then my mom wakes me up from the madness.

      So far I've had some sort of dream recall for the past 3 nights. Hope to get a whole week straight!