Thread: Clairity's Submissions

The Kitchen Cabinets - Non-lucid dream (3/24/08)( http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...251#post747251 )

I can't recall alot of this dream but I do remember the last few minutes. I am with three other people.. two of whom are an elderly married couple.

We are being pursued by armed men who are intent on killing us for some reason I can't recall. We run into a hotel kitchen knowing that our pursuers aren't far behind us.

The elderly couple can't go much further. The older man has the beginnings of altzheimers and is starting to get agitated. The other man with us runs out and leaves us to save ourselves.

I look around for someplace to hide and notice the cabinets under the kitchen sink.



I had often thought that that's where I would hide if someone were to break into my house (either the kitchen or the bathroom cabinets).

I open the doors and realize that altho there are no walls between two of the cabinets.. if I totally empty out all the cabinets, there is nowhere to put what came out of them thus giving away our location.

I make the decision to put the elderly couple in the cabinets and then try to block them from view with pots and pans.

I help them both in but the elderly man is resisting. He starts to protest loudly that he wants out and I see his wife trying to shush him.. to comfort him into being quiet.

I know I don't have much time and as I ponder what to do.. I hear the elevator "bell" and know that they are down the hall.. searching

I open the cabinet door and tell the woman.. that they're here.. that she MUST keep her husband quiet. I see her eyes widen in terror as she grabs her husband's head and covers his mouth with her hand.

Suddenly I spy a ketchup bottle on the counter and an idea springs to my mind.. an idea that will hopefully save me and also the hidden couple.

I grab the bottle and squirt my chest and face with ketchup and lay myself face down on the floor blocking the cabinets with my body as the armed men enter the kitchen.

I have never felt such fear. I purposely lay down with my face towards the cabinet doors so that they wouldn't see my chest rising as my heart pounded through it. I needed to breath but was terrified to do so. Take short breaths.. shallow breaths.. act dead.. what if they turn me over?!.. please don't turn me over!!.. what if they SHOOT me to confirm I'm dead!! OMG!!.. what if they can hear my heart!! What if they can see me shaking?!?

I can hear the old man softly protesting through his wife's hand and I scream silently "SHUT THE F*CK UP!!"

I can hear footsteps coming towards me and then stop. I feel a boot push at me.. and then kick me.. hard. The sharpness/unexpectedness of the kick almost caused me to cry out but I caught myself and continued to act "dead".

I hear the sound a revolver makes when one is preparing to fire and my mind screams!

Just then, a shout rang out from outside the kitchen.. they had found the guy who had run out on us! And just as quickly as they had entered the kitchen, the armed men left it going out the oposite door that they had come in through.

I lay there for just a split second debating if I should get up now or wait in case they were to come right back in. Plus I couldn't see if there might be someone in the doorway who could still see me.

A muffled sound from the cabinets made up my mind for me. I sprang up.. opened the cupboard door and quietly placed the pots/pans blocking the couple on the counter. I reached in and helped the woman out and then we both reached in and grabbed her husband.

Without a word.. we all ran through the doors towards the elevators. I frantically pushed on the up button and the doors opened immediately!

Just as we were safely inside..

my husband turned in his sleep, bumping into me and jarring me awake!

My comments: I have had non-lucid dreams these last couple of days that ended up being fragments due to my dog barking or my husband moving or my alarm jarring me awake.

But I am noticing a definate dream sign for me which is "saving" people, animals, etc.. I seem to be the "champion of the underdog".

http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...tic#post766981

My Ankle Healing (Lucid - 06/08/08)
(http://www.dreamviews.com/community/showthread.php?p=824299#post824299)

On Sun 05/18/08, I stepped wrong on some uneven concrete, fell and twisted my right ankle. I am able to walk on it without any real pain but it swells up at night (looking like I have a baseball on the outside of my ankle) and is uncomfortable by the end of the day. I cannot wear socks as any type of elastic pressure makes the swelling worse to the point where I went to the doctor who xray'd my ankle and stated that I have no breaks (thankfully) but that I have a bad bruise and sprained tendon or something to that effect.

I had decided that the next time I had a LD that I would try to heal my ankle.

This morning, I went to the living room couch around 4am. I put my earplugs in and started relaxing, counting my breaths, etc. I found my ankle a little distracting as it throbbed slightly being on the couch which is harder than my bed. Just as I was debating on giving up and talking myself into continue trying.. I felt the familiar "shift", took a long deep inhale of breath through my mouth and I was lucid.

I then stood up and walked out of the front door. I am instantly in a farm field and I hear voices and see people in the distance. I had decided earlier that I would look for a "healer" rather than trying to heal myself.

For some reason, my legs didn't work and I ended up crawling/dragging myself towards them. I see a woman planting and she dressed as tho she is Amish.

http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1173/...efb386f573.jpg

As I drag myself to her, I cry out to her to "heal me!". Once I reach her, she grabs my ankle and starts kneading it. I cry out in pain and she tells me that it is "going to be difficult' and starts chanting the word "heal".

I notice that we are being observed by a heavyset teenage boy. She continues to manipulate/rub my ankle and over my cries tells me that "it's going to hurt".

I ask her name and she says "Emme" (Em-May). She then stands up leaving me and goes to the other side of the barn.

That ends the "healing" part of the lucid dream.

When I woke up, I noticed that my ankle no longer throbbed as it had. I got up and went to finish sleeping in my bedroom.

I got up this morning and my ankle, tho a little stiff to walk on.. no longer has the swollen egg look to it that it had every morning since my fall. I purposely didn't take the anti-inflammatory pill that the doctor had prescribed me and it is now 12 hours later and my ankle has not gotten any more swollen (tho by now it usually has swollen to look like a baseball on the outside of my ankle).

I am truly thankful for this healing/blessing.

UPDATE: It is now 6/13/08 and my ankle looks almost normal! It's just slightly swollen and I can actually see the definition of my outside ankle bone for the first time since I fell three weeks ago (plus it's not uncomfortable to walk on).

The "witness" (non-lucid - 6/12/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...008#post828008

I am an observer in this dream and I see a young girl of about 10 walking down a path next to a field.
She looks similar to this in the face but her hair is down hanging in blonde waves below her shoulders.

She walks with a slight limp and I notice that she is wearing a leg brace beneath her dress. This girl fascinates me for some reason and I can still picture her so clearly as I type this. She seems sad.. maybe not so much sad as "resigned" to the fact that she is alone.. lonely.

She crosses a small stone bridge over a creek (http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2124/...4d0be64d6f.jpg) and just as she get to the other side, she spies two men.

She tries not to catch their eyes.. to act as tho she hasn't seen them but one of them speaks loudly enough for her to hear stating, "You know she saw something.. you know she knows who did it!"

She doesn't react but hurries on her way.

There was a crime committed (tho for the life of me I can't recall what) which she in fact did see a teenage boy commit. The entire town knows that she did.. but they can't prove it nor can they convince/bully her to admit to what she saw.

I get the feeling that she empathizes with the boy.. either he is an outcast like she is or perhaps he was kind or defended her at some point.

As she rushes by.. my vision shifts to a large white house with a well manicured lawn (http://static.flickr.com/187/416245356_c523dd48e3.jpg). A dark haired teenage boy emerges from the house and begins to walk across the lawn.

Two other teen boys stand just outside the property and one says to the other, "Watch this!" and scoops up some mud with a trowel and launches it. The mud hits the dark haired teen on his pant leg and he yells out in anger and starts running towards the other boys. At this instant I realize that he is the one that the town believes committed the crime.

My alarm then goes off..

Note: As I wrote down this dream it came to me that perhaps the town feels that the dark haired teen will get away with the crime due to his family's wealth.

The Road Trip (non-lucid - 06/14/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...rip#post830985

In this dream I am a male college student.

There is an intriguing/charismatic older student who is in a wheelchair who bares a strong resemblance in looks and manner to Jack Nicholson. I can't recall his name so I'll just call him "Jack".

I am a bit of a loner and don't have any real friends so when I overhear him say that he needs a ride out of town, I go over to him and offer him a ride in my old car.



He readily accepts and we start on our way!

While we drive he shares stories of his youth and his triumphs with girls and I am in awe of him and start to wish that I had known him then.. before "the chair". He doesn't speak of how he came to be in it and I get the feeling it best not to ask.

We are about 5 hours away when he states that he needs to make a stop at a clinic to get checked out and refill his prescriptions.

We pull in front of a two story clinic and I walk up the stairs and wait for him just inside the door while he comes up in the elevator.

The staff greets Jack warmly but they believe that I am someone else and tell me that I have to sign in while they take Jack back to a room. I try to tell them that I'm not who they think I am but they insist I sign in on the computer. I go to the computer and try to enter my name but the keyboard isn't typing what I key. I try again and then once more.. but it just isn't working and I sense the people waiting behind me getting impatient. I finally give up and leave the gibberish as my name and walk away.

I see that the clinic sells comfortable/orthopedic shoes and I walk along the walls taking a look.

I walk past some waiting Asian children sitting on the floor and they look at me, roll their eyes and giggle beneath their hands.

It is at that moment that I realize how I appear. I am dressed pretty much like a complete "dork". I have on an oversized shirt, some flooding scrub bottoms, white socks and shoes.

Jack finally appears and he's accompanied by a young nurse.

He rolls past me saying as he goes by, "Sorry kid.. I gotta leave you."

I panic stating, "What?!?! You can't!! I don't know where we are or how to get back to school!!"

He merely replies, "I gotta go but you'll be fine."

I plead with him not to do this but he's already forgotten that I exist as he gets on the elevator.

A female administrator at the clinic witnesses what's going on and comes over to comfort me. I repeat what has happened and she asks me where my car is parked. I go outside and my car is gone!! I search the small lot but it's gone.. Jack has taken it!

I go back inside and I'm freaking it out as I had planned on using the Tom Tom in my car to navigate my way back to school and now I didn't know what to do.

She sees that I still have my car keys in my hand and tells me to press the remote button. I sarcastically reply, "What do you think is going to happen.. that the car is going to show up back here if I press the remote?!?"

She tells me to try stating, "What can it hurt?"

I press the button and simultaneously the clinic door bell rings!

I look at her and, as she smiles, she waves her hand towards the door.

I open the door and all that I can see is a shiny red sports car taking up the entire door way!

I turn to look at the Admin and when I look back the car is sitting in the parking lot. I go outside and it is the most beautiful car that I've ever seen!



I also notice that I am no longer dressed as a "dork" but am stylishly dressed in a crisp white linen short sleeved shirt, dark slacks and shoes.

There are also sexy girls standing around the car waiting for me to pick one to ride away with. I look over in confusion at the Admin who merely smiles again at me and nods her head while giving me a wink.

I get in the car and a girl gets in the passenger seat. I put the key in the ignition and everyone laughs as the car's powerful engine revs.

The dream ends as my husband gets up (thus waking me up) to go to the gym.

NOTE: The first thought that comes to mind as I finish writing this dream is that saying, "No good dead goes unpunished".. but then again, sometimes.. just sometimes.. the good guy really does win in the end.

Then dallyup provided even deeper meaning stating, "The whole ... looking up to a mentor and his leaving you with much more than you had at first thought that you had. All your wishes and dreams. The worries gone. Good dream."

"The Medicine Man" (Lucid -06/22/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...114#post837114

I need to start this post by explaining that our house is decorated in Southwestern (i.e., "Native American") decor and we have lances, Indian busts/figurines, pictures, bowls, etc. throughout our entire house. I really do believe I was Native American in a previous life.. but that's another story.

My husband had stated that his stomach had been bothering him so I was determined that I was going to try a "healing" on him the next time I was lucid but would not tell him so.. to see if he would notice a difference on his own.

We have three lifesize Indian busts in our house. One in the kitchen.. one in our bedroom on the windowseat and one in our living room on the ledge by the stairs.

I was torn in that I didn't know if I should do the healing myself or if I should ask for help from someone else. I thought about asking the Indian bust in our bedroom to help me heal him since I'd brought him to life once before while lucid.

An excerpt from that dream is here:

I then looked over and saw our fullsize Indian warrior bust on the window ledge. In reality it's bronze but it was a bright copper color now. I went over to it and kissed it on the lips. I kept my eyes open and watched as its eyes "blinked". I stepped back and the bust stood up and became a whole fullsize breathing man. To my surprise he was no longer indian but a black male... I don't know why that change occured. He stated that he had to leave.. that he had a party to go to and then things started to fade.

The full lucid dream can be found here: http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...ian#post496014

Since my husband travels so much and I'm in the house alone.. I just didn't feel comfortable bringing the bust in my bedroom to life. I was afraid that the thought of him "alive" might bother me at night when I'm alone and trying to sleep. I know that's stupid.. but the mind runs away with ya when you're alone in a house at night.

I get up at 3:15 am and go to my living room couch and try to decide what I should do. It would be harder I think to find someone outside the house and bring them in to heal my husband than to just try and do the healing myself.. and so the debate raged on.

I can usually tell when it's going to be a LONG HARD WILD experience and I knew early on.. I was in for a long fight. I lay there not moving.. keeping my mind active but passive for almost 2 1/2 hours. Every time I thought about giving up.. I thought about my husband, that he needed my help and that I had already laid there this long.. and I would keep going.

I finally felt the vibrations and took a slow inhale of breath when my STOOOPID dog went out the doggie door and the sound broke my transition!! I could have screamed but I knew I couldn't let my emotions rise for long.. I had to get back into the transition stage as quickly as I could.

I allowed myself to stretch and then began again. After about 30 minutes.. I felt myself become lucid.. there was no vibration.. no warning.. I just was. I guess my body was just too tired to fight me any longer.

I rolled and stood up and debated again what I should do. I decided that I would open the door and a healer would already be there waiting for me.

It was dark in the living room and when I opened the door.. here is what I saw:



This is the actual bust that sits on my living room ledge and he was now standing in front of me.. lifesize and breathing.

Only I didn't get a good feeling from him. He seemed dark and ominous.. almost threatening.

I blocked his path and asked him if he was of "pure white light" and he didn't respond but only stared darkly at me.

I DEMANDED again.. "Are you of 'pure white light"?!" He replied deeply/echoing, "No."

I thought I'd heard him wrong! I demanded again, "Are you of 'pure white light'?!"

When he replied, "No." again.. I stood my ground and told him, "Be gone from here!! Leave this place!!"

At first he didn't move but then, for some reason, I lost focus and found myself back in my body.

I regrouped and was able to get out again. I walked to the door and this time when I opened it and went outside I found myself on a green hillside.

There laying in the grass were a dozen or so beautiful young white men!

I went up to them and asked if one of them was of 'pure white light' and one of the men pointed at another and said, "He is."

The one pointed to however wouldn't admit it and by now I was extremely tired. Frankly I didn't know if I could find my way back to the house and my husband with someone even if I did find a healer. I had used up all my strength just trying to WILD and then blocking the evil from coming into my home.

I decided then to wake up, record the experience and try again next weekend.

The Stairway and The Quail Eggs (both non-lucid - 07/05/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...d.php?p=846860

The dreams that I had this morning occured after waking up at 4am, letting my dogs out and going back to bed after taking some ginseng with a cup of apple juice. I listened to my Inner Talk CD but wasn't surprised to hear it click off after 40 minutes as it is rare that I lucid dream two mornings in a row (have only done it once or twice). I put in my earplugs, roll over and proceed to have the following dreams.

The Stairway

My dog gets out and goes running up some long steep wooden apartment stairs.

I follow him up to the top scolding him and once we're at the top, I turn around telling him that we need to go back downstairs.

He bounds down the steps and I follow when, halfway down, he falls through a hole in one of the steps! I scream as he lands and wobbly tries to stand.

I am then gripped with an uncontrollable fear and I freeze! I can't move, I can't go up nor down! I feel as tho I'm going to die.. the anxiety and terror of falling is so overwhelming!

I look at the bottom of the stairs and see a family (mother, father and son) playing with a tiny white puppy.

I yell down to them begging them to help me.. that I can't move!!

The mother stands, reaches over and flips off the stairwell light switch. The stairs are now dark beneath



and I find my fear ebbing. As I can no longer see the ground beneath the step/slats, I no longer have any fear of falling. As quickly as the terror gripped me.. it left me.

I go down the stairs thanking them and also say that I will use the front door from now on and they all laugh. I tell them that I am so glad that they were here and the mother says, "me too" and also tells me that I should call the homeowner's association regarding the stairs. I say I will and my dog runs over to me seemingly unharmed.

I go to my front door and check my mailbox which is attached to the wall near my door.

I open it and find only 3 small flat letters/envelopes.

I unlock and open my front door and my dog bolts in but immediately runs back out again. I angrily yell his name and he trots dejectedly back inside. The dream ends..

The Quail Eggs

I and a girlfriend want to go to a house party thrown by the popular clique of girls at our high school. We are outsiders and are not popular by any stretch of the imagination.

We are standing outside the house and I notice that my friend is no longer with me. Just as I decide to turn around and go home.. an old woman smilingly approaches me, hands me a bag, tells me to pass them out and walks away.

I open the bag and find "quail eggs" which look like peanuts only they are dipped in a yellow sweet sticky goo.

I somehow know that "quail eggs" are a rare and expensive delicacy so I close the bag and walk to the front door.

I go inside the house and I see some of the girls talking in the livingroom. I offer them each an egg. They show surprise and some take one while others don't. It's polite to take only one quail egg but one girl asks if she can take a couple. I hesitate but say yes and she takes about FOUR!! I'm worried that they're almost gone until she gives me the bag back and I see that it has somehow repleneshed itself.

I go further into the house and find that the home has a "movie" room where there are 5 rows of seating (like in a movie theater). The snootiest 5 girls are in this room and I go down each row offering each an egg and one by one they refuse. They simply shake their heads no.. some don't even look at me as they do so... trying to "dismiss" me. But surprisingly it doesn't hurt me. I figure it's their loss especially since I know that they are secretly dying inside to take one. It gladdens me to realize that my lack of concern at their refusal irritates them as much as it does and I stroll confidently out of the room.

I see a guy that everyone likes but is not "one of them" standing looking out the window at a girl by the pool. He obviously has a crush on her and I walk over to him and tell him to go get her!

He's afraid to approach her, afraid that she'll turn him down but I simply say to him, "What if she doesn't?" He thinks for a moment and I say, "You can't let this opportunity go by.. if you do, you'll always wonder what might have happened." I give him a couple of eggs and send him on his way.

He walks over to her by the pool and I see him offer her an egg. They are laughing and talking. I can't make out what is being said through the glass but as they walk away together, he looks over his shoulder at me and mouths the words, "Thank you!".

I decide to go out by the pool and see a large beautiful monarch butterfly take off from a plant.



It begins to chase a large flying snail and, as it attacks it.. I sense that it will eat it. A boy of about 4 runs after the butterfly causing it to drop the snail and the boy's mother tells him to leave that butterfly alone, that it is hunting and that he'll get bit!

As I turn, I see my friend and she is in a chair balanced over the pool.

She is laughing and playing a game where if she misses a question, she will get dunked.. if she answers correctly, she gets a quail egg. She shrieks with glee when she sees me and yells that she's winning.. that she has 32 eggs so far! As I can tell that she's having a great time, I decide it's ok for me to leave.

As I head for the gate leading from the pool to the front of the house, I feel on top of the world. I feel as magical and as special as the eggs left in my bag. I proved that they couldn't hurt me and that I didn't need their approval.

As I leave, the dream begins to fade and I wake up with a smile on my face.

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The Lobby Stairs (non-lucid - 07/24/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...d.php?p=861571

I'll preface this dream with some (perhaps) pertinent background information.

I went to the emergency room on Sat (07/19) because they thought I might have a blood clot in my leg since it felt like the veins in my left calf were tightening and my heel was numb. I was told to go to the ER as my doctor stated that if it were a blood clot and it broke free and traveled to my lung it could kill me. Well they did a doppler (sp) sonogram and luckily I don't have any clots and my blood work came back normal.

I had a doctor's appt on Mon morning (07/21) and, since I'm not overweight, don't smoke, etc.. he feels I just strained/sprained the muscles somehow and that it will just take some time to get/feel back to normal. He wrote a prescription for an anti-inflammatory and some Ambien to help me sleep. In the meantime, my calf just has a dull constant ache.

Yesterday, I could tell that my calf is slowly getting better. I felt (and internally heard) 4 or 5 distinct pops (like bubbles bursting) in the veins of my calf and that seems to have helped. I also purchased some Icy/Hot patches and those things are faboo but they do have a distinct "menthol" smell. I put one on that you are to sleep in and the pain was so diminished I didn't need an Ambien.

My first alarm went off and when I shifted position, a strong waft of menthol punched me in the nose. I must have fallen back asleep as I had the following dream:

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I am a new hire at a fancy firm of some kind. I am shy, timid and very quiet and my co-workers have all known each other for a long time and are very cliquish. They are all successful, beautiful people and I almost get a cheerleader and jock vibe from them.

We are seated on some couches and chairs that are forming a semi-circle in the lobby of this beautiful building.



They are discussing where to go for lunch and I am obviously not invited.

I meekly ask one of the girls where the bathrooms are and was told "upstairs".

The stairs are many and very steep.



I see people young and old, fat and fit and all are going up and down these stairs with no problem so I start up them too.

I soon realize that I am not going to make it to the top. The stairs seem to have gotten steeper and higher and now resemble these stairs:



I feel my legs weaken and then cramp up and I see that there is no railing near me that I can use to help pull myself up.

I search desperately the faces of those going by me.. asking first with my eye and then with my voice for someone to help me.

At last I see a hand reach down from in front of me and I grab it as tho I am drowning and it pulls me up to the landing.

I look into the face of the man who helped me and I thank him. I am almost in tears as I make my way down the hall to the bathroom.

The scene changes and I am once again in the lobby with my co-workers tho I don't recall leaving the bathroom nor the trip back down the stairs.

A woman that I vaguely recognize in the dream (but is one of my co-workers in real-life) asks me where the bathroom is. I point towards the stairs and say, "Up there and to the right."

To my horror, I look up a short time later to see her crumple on the stairs! I run to her as she is carried back down and over to our circle of sofas.

One of my new female co-workers gets in my face and hisses at at me,

"Don't you dare act concerned! You sent her up there!! You are one evil bitch!!"

At first I am shocked silent by this attack and for a split second I don't react.. but only for a split second.

As I feel myself losing it.. I lean into her personal space throwing her off balance emotionally. It was all I could do not to strike her and my whole being shook with emotion as I yell back at her.

"Don't you DARE say that to me! I'm NEW here! I didn't know that she would have trouble.. no one ELSE seems to! You all sent ME up those stairs and not ONE of you came to help ME! You all left me and went to lunch together.. you've gone out of your WAY to make me feel unwelcome!"

I notice that the entire lobby has gone silent.. that no-one is moving.. all ears/eyes are on me.

As I'm ranting, I feel something break inside me and I feel myself getting stronger.. more confident.. fearless!

Suddenly the female co-worker is now a "he" and is backing away from me. He trips landing on his butt in front of me and is looking up at me with a mixture of fear and embarassment on his face.

The room explodes in applause as my alarm goes off.

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The Breath Vampire (lucid dream - 08/20/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...d.php?p=881467

It was storming this morning (lightning and thundering). I got up to let the dogs out and then went back to bed as I didn't have to be at work until 12:30 PM.

I halfheartedly thought about trying for a WILD and said a few affirmations and laid myself very still. I had little faith that I'd even be able to fall asleep through all the noise let alone dream.. but then the following dream occurred.

I find myself at work and it's lunchtime. I go to the kitchen to get my lunch and see a colander with a few strands of spaghetti in it and decide to be helpful and wash it.

As I'm washing the colander, the few strands of spaghetti seem to be multiplying! Soon there's a whole bowl full of freshly cooked spaghetti and it slips from the colander into the sink blocking the drain. Suddenly from behind me I hear a woman's upset voice asking who had dumped her spaghetti into the sink.. why would someone do that?!?

I immediately apologize and offer to pay her for the spaghetti. While she is scooping it out of the sink.. I turn to talk to a male coworker who had been there when I was washing the colander. I asked him if it wasn't true that there was hardly any spaghetti at first and that it just seemed to grow as I washed the colander.. but he just shrugged like he knew what I was saying was true but didn't want to get involved.

I then find myself waking up in bed only it isn't my bed now but my bed from when I was growing up. I had just decided to stay home from work when my sister E walked in saying that her stomach hurt. As she got into bed next to me I noticed that she must have already been there because her head imprint was already in the pillow.

My nose scrunched as I caught a whiff of the smell coming from the bathroom and I thought to myself.. she must REALLY feel bad!

The alarm goes off.. softly at first but then louder.. only it was music and not the beeper that it should have been. I think to myself, "now that's weird" and I get up to turn it off.

My sister suddenly grabs my ankle. I tell her to let go.. that she's hurting me but she won't. I finally grab her, pull her out of bed and push her out the door. As the door slams behind her I look down and see foot shadows underneath the bottom of the door.

I happily yell "Daddy" and swing open the door but who was standing there certainly wasn't my daddy. He was a beautiful young man with tan skin and dark hair and eyes.



I suddenly realize that I'm dreaming! I pull him into the room by his shirt front with one hand while closing the door behind him with the other.

I press myself against him and kiss him. He turns his head away from me which strikes me as strange because I figure that's why he came to be at my door.

I grab his chin with my hand and make him face me once again. I look into his eyes and tell him to kiss me.. that he has no choice. Once again I sought out his lips with mine and felt him try to resist but soon I felt him relax and melt into my touch.

I grab his ass with both hands and pull him into me. I slowly roll my pelvis against his and feel his desire growing. I can feel vividly his heart beating against my chest, the softness of his lips and the firmness of his ass in my hands.

I suddenly remember the advanced August Lucid Task of the Month and decide to see what "desire/lust" tastes like.

I take his face in my hands and, while looking into his eyes, kiss him again breathing in slowly and deeply. I remember the look of shock in his eyes as he started to feel the effect of my inhale.

His face suddenly became sunken and I felt his body get thinner/deflate.. like a balloon with the air being let out of it!

I hurriedly exhaled back into his mouth and he inflated back to normal.

I then just.. woke up.

I quickly wrote down the details of the dream before I forgot pieces of it. I tried to recall what he tasted like when I inhaled him.. but there was no taste really.. just a feeling of filling up with air. I remember thinking it was as tho I was a vampire.. only I wasn't draining his blood but his body's air (or perhaps his soul).

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Shotgun Mall (non-lucid - 08/27/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...d.php?p=886910

I am in a department store



when I realize that the aisles are rigged with shotguns.



It is a veritable mine field in that you can't tell where the guns are hidden but if you go down the wrong aisle, you will be shot.

I soon discover that myself along with the other shoppers are unwilling participants in some kind of sick contest. If you refuse to perform certain tasks or clear certain barriers/aisles you will immediately be shot..

There was one contestant who was burned and his face partially wrapped in bloody bandages.

He deliberately tripped up one contestant and then came upon a pregnant woman.



His bandages began to slide from his face as he approached her and said, "Remember me?".



The girl gasped saying, "It's you!!"

He reaches out and gently touches her belly asking, "Are you ready to die?"

She begins to cry softly and he says, "You will - but not today."

My alarm goes off..

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The "Deflowering" Doctor (non-lucid - 09/07/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...d.php?p=895542

I think I should start this entry by saying that I was watching tv and fell asleep on the couch for a couple of hours (around 5:30 pm) which may explain why I seemed to have gone into REM sleep immediately upon going to bed at 11:30 pm.

For some reason, this dream is full of sexuality.. none of it pleasant.

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I am in a old colonial village (before electricity, horse and buggy, etc.) and I am strictly an invisible observer in this dream.

Somehow I know that the room that I am in is a doctor's office and I see the doctor standing there.. he is in his 60s and his face is lined and weathered from the sun. A woman enters with her daughter of about 14 years old and she has the girl's arm in a firm grip. She pushes her daughter towards the doctor and tells him that he needs to take care of her before the ships come in.

The daughter is reluctant but drops her clothes and lays on the bed while the doctor disrobes. As he mounts her, the mother also removes her clothes and joins them on the bed.

I am stunned by this but it seems so matter of fact.. so everyday. I somehow know that the young women of this village are "devirginized" before the sailors come into port (I get the uneasy feeling that this is to prevent their first sexual experience from being the result of rape).

The scene changes and I am now outside and school has just let out. I see a boy of about 10 years old walking down a dirt path and as I follow him with my eyes.. I see that he walks past another young boy being sexually molested by some older teens!

The young boy pretends not to see, he just keeps walking.. ignoring the cries as tho this too is an everyday occurence.

An older boy watching the assault with his friends nudges one of them as the young boy passes and laughingly yells out, "You're next!"

The boy walks slowly up to the doctor's office, removes his hat, goes inside and asks the doctor to "take care of him too".

The dream ends..


NOTE: I really don't know what caused me to have this dream .. sometimes a dream is just a dream.

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The Gecko Mutation (non-lucid - 09/13/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...d.php?p=900346

I am in a house with two friends (who I really don't know in real life and whose names I can't recall) so I'll just call them Anne and Beth.

Anne and I are in the kitchen. She is cooking and asks me to get something out of the refrigerator. I open the door and emit a small scream when a gecko falls to the floor as the door swings open. It is no more than 4 inches long and reminds me of the ones I had seen in my backyard occasionally.



I laugh once I realize what it is as I know that they are harmless but Anne doesn't see the humor and nervously asks me where did it go?!

We search the kitchen but can't find it. I say that I'll go check the living room and when I turn the corner I see this at the patio door and coming towards me! It is at least 8 feet long and easily over 150 pounds!



It doesn't seem aggressive.. more curious. It slowly comes towards me and I get the sense that it likes me.. sortof like a big puppy.

I back my way into a nearby bedroom with it following close behind me! This bedroom has two doors.. one that goes to a hallway off the living room and the other that opens up to the kitchen. As it enters the bedroom after me, I go out the door to the kitchen and slam the door behind me!

I yell to Anne that there is a Komodo Dragon in the house and she tells me to stop kidding around. But one look at my face tells her that I'm serious. She turns off the stove and whispers more to herself than to me, "I wonder if there are any more?"

I tell her that he seemed harmless but that I'll go on my computer to see if they eat people/meat. I then say that my laptop is downstairs and that she will need to keep watch.. I've shut one Komodo in the bedroom but I don't know how long he'll stay in there or if there are others or where they might be.

I open the basement door and look down the darkened stairs and am surprised to see my laptop near the top of the stairs on the ledge of the 3rd step. I reach for it but find that it is still plugged in to the socket downstairs!

I start to jiggle and swing the cord trying to free the plug when I hear scratching on the stairs and see a Komodo coming up them quickly towards me!



I frantically start jerking on the cord almost losing my balance and dropping the laptop. The Komodo reaches me just as the plug breaks free! I freeze for a second as he sniffs at me and then gently nudges my foot with his nose. I snap back to my senses and then break free, running up the two steps with the laptop in my arms, the cord dragging behind me.

I run towards Anne screaming that there's another one in the basement!

She says to follow her and she leads me to the garage. There are two cars there and I see that Beth is already inside one.



Anne jumps in the car with Beth and slams the door behind her locking it! I am still outside the car and frantically yank on the door handle, screaming at her what about me?!

I suddenly am grabbed from behind and pulled into the other car! I spin around and see that another friend Greg is the one who grabbed me! I shakily ask him, "Where did you come from? What are you doing here?"

Greg looks around the garage and then turns towards me saying, "There is money to be made and that's why I'm here. I'm a part of what is going on in this house. You weren't in any danger as the Komodos are harmless but the other thing in the house is not."

My alarm goes off..

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Welcome Back to OZ (non-lucid - 09/16/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...d.php?p=902337


I should preface this dream by stating that I love the HBO TV series "OZ" (http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi2476671257/) and it is back on in reruns and I've started watching it again.

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I am male in this dream and I find myself back in OZ prison.

I can't believe I'm back inside.

Questions flood my mind. How long had I been in before? How long had I been out and why am I back? I find to my bewilderment that I can't come up with any answers. My past crimes for some reason are unrecallable.

I see familiar faces as I pass by the cons.. those who had been friends, enemies.. lovers.

Some ignore me while others simply pretend not to know me.

I am not sure how to act. Do I speak, confront or lay low til I figure things out?

I go to my cell and see it's the same one I had before. I stand inside it for a minute until it becomes too "close" and I step back outside it.

An inmate who used to make my life a living hell approaches and says the wrong thing to me.. to everyone's surprise, I lay him out with a couple of punches.

They had no way of knowing that I had prepared myself physically should I have to come back to OZ.

The other inmates now look at me with a newfound respect and keep their distance.

The dream ends..

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What an interesting dream.

I was thinking about renting that show one of these days. I think I will for sure now.


The Komodo Dream sunded freaky. I wonder what the other thing in the house was. Maybe it was the thing in my Avatar.

Originally Posted by Caradon

What an interesting dream.

I was thinking about renting that show one of these days. I think I will for sure now.

Definately rent it.. I really think you'll enjoy it!

Originally Posted by Caradon

The Komodo Dream sunded freaky. I wonder what the other thing in the house was. Maybe it was the thing in my Avatar.

What IS that thing in your avatar?

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Originally Posted by Clairity

What IS that thing in your avatar?

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It's a Dungeons&Dragons thing. It's one of the most dangerous creatures in the D&D worlds. It's most commonly known as a Mind Flayer.

But has another name... Illithid

Hmm, it looks like the link is right... but it's not going to what I wanted it to. If you look on the left of that page, there is a search.
Just type in Mind Flayer, and it will bring up a description of what it is.

The Cell Call (non-lucid - 09/21/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...d.php?p=906494



I had many dreams this morning (at least 5) but this one stayed with me the longest.

I am in my car and driving down the highway when I realize that I've missed my exit!



I quickly merge over the two lanes and cross the median to get on the right highway.



I drive further down the highway and see lots of broken glass.. evidently I just missed seeing (or being involved in) a car accident.

I veer around the glass and look in my rearview mirror to see a woman in a blue car coming up on me fast and I think to myself that she's going too fast to see the glass!

At the very last second she swerves into the next lane narrowly missing the car already occupying that lane. That car swerves in turn and crashes into the car next to it sending that car into a spin.

I am now somehow present in spirit with the woman in the blue car. She looks behind her and sees the devastation that her sudden lane change has caused, but instead of guilt.. she feels only happy that she's not a part of it all.

She gets on her cell phone and calls her mother to tell her about her close call and to warn her to stay off the highway.

Her mother answers her cell and looks up just in time to see a car coming out of a spin, driving the wrong way on the freeway and heading straight for her!

The daughter hears her mother say, "Hello?" then "OH MY GOD!!!" She then hears a terrified scream, the deafening sound of squealing tires, crunching metal and the lone loud sound of a stuck car horn.



The dream ends..

NOTE: It wasn't the phone call that made the mother crash.. it was the daughter's speeding and then making an unsafe lane change. These actions caused the accident that sent a car spinning and finally heading straight for her mother. Plus the irony is the daughter's inital lack of regret for what she set in motion is what made this dream so haunting to me.. what the daughter must now live with.

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The Missing Links (non-lucid 10/12/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...nks#post921185

After having basically NO recall for 21 days.. I was happy to have the following vivid (yet disturbing) dream:

I am a teenager again and am at the house I grew up in. In this dream, we had a chainlink fence around our backyard (not a wooden privacy fence).. the chainlink fence was around the entire house. In fact all the houses had chainlink fences surrounding them.



I am in the backyard with my younger sister playing with my two small dogs.. two Bichons.. Brianna and Bailey (they are sisters/littermates).

A girlfriend comes over bringing her two dogs to play with mine and we watch them happily run around the yard. When they venture into the frontyard.. we aren't concerned as we know there is no way they can get out due to the chainlink fencing.

We are talking/catching up when we realize that we don't hear them barking anymore.

When we go around to the front of the house to check on them we discover that the entire fence from the front of the house is missing.. and so are our dogs!!

A sinking feeling hits me and takes my breath away. I feel panic rising up from my gut and I start screaming their names!

I grab their leashes from the garage and my friend and I take off in one direction while my sister goes off in the other.

As we go down the street, I notice that the chainlink fences are gone from the front of every house on the block and I wonder how that could have happened without our hearing it or being told that it was going to happen.



I hear my voice come echoing back to me as I scream "Bailey!" "Brianna!" It sounds eerily empty, lonely.. and helpless..

At times I can hear my sister's voice in the distance.. sounding just as desperate, but growing fainter as we walk.

People in their yards would look up as we yelled but no one offered any help nor answers.

I kept straining to hear a bark of recognition to my voice or to see a dog sprinting towards us but it never happened.

We went down another block and a teenage boy outside his house hears us and walks over saying that they found some white dogs but to be prepared because they're hurt pretty bad.

My heart is pounding wildly as we follow him into his backyard and find his father standing among many wire pens.

It dawns on me that these are puppymill breeders and I'm instantly uneasy. The boy leads us to a dirty pen and I see two small once white dogs inside. They are coated in dry blood and appear to have been attacked by other dogs.

A mixture of shock, pity and relief runs through me as I whisper, "They're not our dogs."

His father asks us if we want them and I thank him but say that we have to keep looking.

Strangely, at the beginning of the dream Brianna was young.. but now as the dream draws towards its end.. she becomes her true age of 18 years old in my mind and I am really frightened for her as she is nearly blind and almost deaf. She won't hear nor see a car coming at her..

After circling the block with no sign of our dogs.. We head back to my house.

I have never felt so helpless nor so scared. I am also full of guilt because my friend has lost her dogs while visiting my house.

My sister is already inside the house and we find my dad sitting on the couch reading the newspaper. I tell my dad that we have to do something and my sister says that we could put an ad in the paper about our dogs being lost! I think that's a great idea but my dad doesn't for some reason.

Somehow it comes to me that the reason for my dad's lack of enthusiasm is because of the cost of the ad. I grab my purse, take out my billfold and press some crumpled bills into his hand. I say half pleadingly/half disgustedly, "That's all the money I have.. please HELP me!"

My mom looks over at my dad and he reluctantly agrees.

The dream ends.. but somehow I come to know that the fences were removed due to re-zoning.

NOTE: Bailey (the runt of the litter) died about 4 years ago. I wish I had been aware that I was dreaming.. it would have been nice to fully appreciate seeing her again.

Damn the cost of newspaper ads!

Originally Posted by Sanquis

Damn the cost of newspaper ads!

And damn cheap people!

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The Betrayal (non-lucid - 12/01/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...278#post957278


I am in a small living room and an old woman is seated at a table sofly crying. She was in the hospital and has just come home to find that she has been robbed and all her precious things are gone. She is most upset about the loss of her pictures that she kept in a small box.

The scene changes and I am now somehow in a tree house where I spot a small wooden box on a table.



I open the box and it is full of old pictures and snapshots. As I am looking at them a girl I know appears at the doorway of the tree house and I tell her that I found the old woman's pics and that a girl (whose name I can't recall but that I'll call Emily) must have taken them (I don't know how I knew Emily took them but she did in fact do it). I recognize one of the snapshots and I tell the girl to tell the old woman that I would return her pictures to her shortly.

I look at the snapshot in my hand once more and it is a black and white picture of a pretty young woman. I decide that I will return this picture personally and suddenly find myself in front of a house. I knock, am let in and walk over to a dining room table. I set the picture face up on a dinner plate and back away to a corner of the room.

The dinner plate belongs to a young man who is being treated for some illness (for some reason cancer comes to me). He walks into the room without noticing me. I see that he is pale and painfully thin as he sits down at the table. He blinks hard and gently with trembling fingers lifts the picture to get a better look. Tears fill his eyes as he looks around the room at everyone present and sofly says, "Thank you.." Somehow I know that this was a picture of his wife who has passed on.

I leave to go back to the old woman's home to return the rest of the pictures.

As I am walking up the front steps, the old woman throws open the door. She confronts me screaming calling me a "thief"! I look past her and see my "accuser" watching from inside the house. I glare at the girl from the tree house and angrily ask her how she could tell her it was me when she knew that Emily had taken the pictures?!?

The girl stares back at me and it is then that I see the jealousy mixed with hatred in her eyes.. and I know that she has every intention of riding out her lie.

The dream ends..

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The Warning (non-lucid - 12/03/08)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...607#post959607


I am in a backyard with some friends. I'm a young boy around 9 years old and I live here in a group home for troubled boys. My friends and I are standing and looking at a fence at the corner of the house.



I see the adult male who supervises us coming over to see what we're up to. I ask him in the sincerest voice I can muster if we can add a bar to the fence so that we can climb it to reach the tree on the other side and be able to drop into the yard next door. I say that it will be great for safety.

A couple of teenage boys laugh at me and say it's a stupid idea.. but another young boy agrees with me as I explain that if a dog was coming you could climb to safety!

To my surprise the man says that he will do it! He also smiles and says that he's thinking of putting a small statue in the corner of the yard.. something like the Statue of Liberty. The young boy who agreed with me cries out in excitement and the man laughs and says, "The Statue of Liberty it is!"

The scene changes and it is now the middle of the night and I am no longer the young boy but am simply an observer of what's taking place.

The young boy runs into the darkened bedroom of one of the teenage boys who had laughed at him. He stops at his bed shaking him stating that there is someone in the house trying to get him! The older boy barely acknowledges him and tells him to stop being stupid, that he was probably dreaming and to go back to bed.

The boy tries once again to convince him that he is in danger but the teen is now angry and tells him to go back to bed and rolls over.. turning his back on the frightened boy.

The scene changes once again and it is now the next day. It is light out and men are scouring the woods looking for a lost boy.. believed to have been kidnapped in the night.

A man cries out, "Over here!" and all run to a thick grove of trees and underbrush.



They push aside the leaves and brush and find a body twisted.. eyes looking upwards.

It is the teenage boy.

The dream ends...

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The Chainsaw (non-lucid - 01/06/09)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...020#post996020


My boyfriend and I are teenagers and are running from members of a cult and one of the men has a chainsaw.

My boyfriend has been looking after me and I realize that I have a mild case of retardation as my mouth has a very slight downward turn on one side.

We end up cornered in a warehouse with others who have run from the cult. One by one the man with the chainsaw selects someone and cuts them down in front of us.

When the man comes for me, my boyfriend pushes me behind him and pleads that he spare me, saying, "She's not right.. look at her mouth!"

The man reaches around and grabs my face roughly with his hand, turns it from side to side and says, "Oh yeah.. I see it.. her mouth."

My boyfriend remains still slightly in front of me, protecting me..

The man releases my face, looks to my boyfriend and says, "You said you wanted to become one of us".. and hands him the chainsaw.

My boyfriend takes the chainsaw and turns to face me..

The realization that I am about to die (and by whose hand) rushes cold through me. I start to run and my boyfriend gives chase. I hear the sound of the chainsaw coming close behind me.. the sound echoing hugely in the warehouse. In my panic, I trip over something.. and feel the blade bounce once and then rip deeply into my back. I let out an agonizing scream and roll over instinctively putting up my hands to protect myself.. only to have the blade cut off the tips of my fingers on my right hand.

I am hysterically screaming, crying and begging my boyfriend to please stop. I see in his eyes that he gets no pleasure in what he's doing.. perhaps he has no choice.. perhaps he is saving me from something much worse..

The scene changes and I can't tell if hours, days or months have passed.

I am sitting in a room and a group of children come in. A little girl comes up to me and begins to sweetly stroke my hair. A man from the cult comes up and snaps at her to get away from me. She looks up at him and he says, "She knows."

The little girl replies sadly, "She doesn't know anything".. and I begin to softly sob, tears rolling down my cheeks.

The dream ends..

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The Seeds (non-lucid - 07/25/09)
http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...55#post1137355


My son and I are visiting friends (tho I don't know these people in real life) and the boys are downstairs watching tv.

I find some seeds in a pail by the door. They remind me of walnuts only the shells are soft and have the texture of olives.





I ask the female owner of the house what's up with the seeds and she says, "Come outside and I'll show you."

We walk outside and see a strange tree in the backyard.





She points to the tree and says that the seeds that fall after sunset must not be allowed to lay for long on the ground because the resulting trees get out of hand and are hard to kill.

I helped her pick up some new seeds that had fallen, put them in the pail and we go back into the house.

My son noticed the seeds and said that he had watched a show about them and that he wanted some. He was so excited.. he stated that they would come alive and he begged me to let him have a couple of seeds.

I took what the owner had said to simply mean that the trees would grow like weeds and I didn't see the harm.. and honestly I didn't believe that anything would happen.

My son took some seeds, went outside and tossed them onto the yard. Suddenly, the seeds grew legs and leaped like frogs across the yard as tho spreading themselves apart.





Once they had all landed, they burst open





and they grew fast.. amazingly fast.. abnormally fast..





A next door neighbor came outside, saw what was happening and yelled at his wife to get his rifle.

His wife ran out, threw him a rifle and opened fire with her own. They both started blasting away at the trees.. trying to stop their growth and spreading.





My friend came out of her house yelling, "OMG.. destroy the seeds!!"

I looked around frantically searching for my son and I saw that he had tied himself to one of the trees so that no one would shoot it!





The neighbors are still blasting away and I scream at them that my son is in the trees and I run at them to stop them from shooting him.

The dream ends.

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