* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

Nuclear Bomb

I was looking at the scenery towards the North Georgia mountains. It looked like I was about a hundred miles away.



I turned in what I guess was the opposite direction. Pine trees were in the foreground. I walked about 10 feet to see beyond them and I saw the most beautiful mountains I'd ever seen. They were snow-capped mountains that looked like the Rockies.

These mountains were tall. The Georgia mountains were pretty small. These mountains were like what you see in Colorado. They must have been a half a days travel, but they were fantastic.

I thought I saw a Bald Eagle, but it wasn't vivid. Then there were several large birds. I tried to take a picture with my phone. I was going to take a picture of the mountains and a bird, but then a bird flew out of the scene of the mountain. I turned to take a picture of this bird, but between the bird flying and my crappy phone, I couldn't get the picture.

I decided to just snap the beautiful picture of the mountains. I was really in awe. I wanted to move my home closer to them. I struggled to find that same wide view of the mountains, climbing in the bed of my truck, around some junk I had in the bed, and found the shot. Then I heard a boom. Someone had hit the U.S. with a nuclear bomb.

The bomb hit a few miles from the mountains. My heart sank. I looked for the mushroom cloud but didn't see it, so I tried to snap the picture. As I was finding focus, the mountains were obscured by redish smoke. I felt as bad that such a beautiful scene was ruined as I did that we were hit by a nuke.

I got back in the truck as I received a message from my mom (whom I do not talk to IWL.) As her message came in, I had brought up some other function on my phone.

In a nearby field, the nuclear bomb had turned into a rain storm. Someone playing soccer fell in a hole and was climbing out. The hole had appeared due to the rain storm.

As I was leaving, someone I knew only in this dream, started walking backwards in front of me showing me advertisements to his pizza joint. He said he'd give me 2 pieces of pizza if I would find two pieces of pizza in the ladies car behind me that they didn't want, or just two pieces of pizza in their car or something. I was hesitant.

I asked if she was pretty. The person said, "She used to be." Then I realized she was a friend (in the dream.) She asked what we were saying. I didn't want her to figure out what he had said. As I looked in her car, I saw she was fat, but she was chewing on a new, hot pizza. It was too late though. I couldn't "find" that pizza because I'd already seen it.

I drove on and passed a pond near my home/destination. I stopped and got out and I was then with someone at the other end of the pond. The pond was red from Georgia red clay. We discussed the possibility of fish being in it.

Dream Skip

I'm in a tractor trailer and I was stopped by the police. I find myself with an OGFJ. She saw I had a picture of her when she was going through something bad. She got mad at me for having it and ripped it up.

I started crying because I don't have many pictures of her, and she is no longer with me. We argued about it, though not yelling, for some time. I was really broken up to be near her but not with her. (I haven't dated her for 16 years IWL, but she was the one.)

There is a lady cop. She asks for support to come. There are lots of people around, though nobody is threatening at all. When the other cop gets there, I'm upset about J. He asks where the other damaged vehicle is and I said there was no other vehicle. They decide to let me go.

The End

Mom Dreaming

My mother had a hypnogogic jerk, hit her hand on the night stand, and woke up. Then I saw the scene from the beginning. My mother was typing on a number pad. She had a hand brace on. Her hand looked thin and not quite right. It's a shame I didn't go lucid.

Slowly her hand drifted off the keyboard. She fell asleep. She never hit the table, but it would have been then that she had her hypnogogic jerk and hit her hand...except thinking about it, she already had a hand brace on which was probably because she had hit her hand the first time the dream played out.

I explained to her what had happened. She didn't believe she had been dreaming. I explained to her that we (the DV community) log and record our dreams and track dream signs. I explained that I had waken up at either 2:48 or 3:48 to log the Nuclear Bomb dream above.

The End

Guys and Dolls

I dreamed of a girl who had discussed me putting my hands on her hips. I ended up with another girl. I put my hands on her hips but she wasn't receptive. I explained I was thinking of someone else. I thought that would make her think better of me as someone else wanted me.

I looked around the kitchen where we were and saw several blue pictures. This is really the reason I'm logging this dream. The pictures were vivid and bright.

The End

Messed Up Laptop

I had a laptop with round keys. Many of the keys had popped up on a kind of plastic stick. They stood up about a half an inch.

They popped up because they had gotten wet. I pushed them down one by one and most would stay down. Some would pop back up. Apparently they hadn't dried out yet. I tried to push them down again because I was nervous that the laptop wouldn't work .

Dad

My dad was sitting up in Bed. We was at the end of his life, but when he was able to talk and eat normally.

I told him I'd been wanting to tell him so many things, and now that he was back I could finally tell him.

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Repairing my Truck / Vacation / The Pond

I was with M. S. and we were having a good time. I needed to fix my truck. It needed a red tailgate. I got the job done, but wasn't sure it was good quality so I gave the tailgate away.

Then I came back to get the job done again. I was embarrassed because I was coming back after the job had been done already.

The mechanic cranks up the car. The radio is blasting, so I told him I could turn the radio down if he wanted. He starts to sing the song that was on to let me know that he knows music and doesn't mind loud music just because he's old.

I started talking to Mike about going to someone's sister's beach. I imagined a scene of a nice white beach. I asked someone for a cigarette. They gave me a whole pack. I ran it back to the guy because I didn't need a whole pack.

When I opened it, there was only one cigarette, but I really only saw a bunch of tobacco at the bottom of the box.

Now we are really pressed for time. I ran back to the truck but now it was a boat, and it had sunk into a holding pool where it was parked.

There was a bunch of stuff in the boat. I wanted to bring it up without everything falling out. I tried to crank the boat while it was under water. I pulled the string like a lawn mower to crank it. The guy I was with told me, "No, get one of them" or something, pointing at some monkeys. There were some monkeys that had been trained to do this in some movie. He thought a monkey could do a better job cranking it because they were stronger.

Dream skip

We made it to our destination. I approach the side of a yard where there are bird nests stacked about 5 high, one on top of each other. I saw some of the birds dart into their nest holes.

I approached wanting to see the birds. The lady who owned them came out. I hoped she wouldn't be mad that I was looking / disturbing them.

Dream Skip

Then I was at a pond. There were small looking galaxies in the pond. Then they were 3 different kinds of fish. One was like a leach. I think it was called a Cutter. There was a little round thing, and there was some other type of fish/organism. I wanted to catch them, but they would all bite, so I left them alone.

Lucid Scientist

A woman scientist was talking about a hairy ball. It was some kind of an animal, and more ovular, but there were no legs or head or anything. She ended up saying it was pork. Then she compared it to some kind of hairy stick. She went into some detail about the stick.

I'd been listening intently, but I somehow missed exactly what she said, but it sounded interesting, so I asked her what she'd just said. She didn't understand my question.

I asked her what she'd said about the stick. She looked dumbfounded. I posed my question very clearly, stating that she had just made a comparison between the ball of hair and the hairy stick, and I wondered what she had said about the stick. At this point, I became lucid.

I was going to ask her again, but realized that would be pointless, and I was so pissed at this stupid bitch, I decided to punch her in the face. I tried, but I couldn't move my arms. This is either because I was very tired, or simply very poor control. I have a theory that being very tired hurts dream control, though I have found this not to be true at all times. Just a thought.

I either woke up, or had a false awakening at this point. I think I woke up.

Lucid Make-out

A girl was on a bicycle. She wasn't a little girl, but she was younger than I am. Anyway, I started making out with her. She seemed into it. Eventually I tried to do more, but I woke up, again, possibly an FA.

At School

There were several projects hanging on a wall. One was lit. It had a crescent moon. The light turned off just as I looked at it. I was very interested and I liked the picture. I tried to see if the plug had come out, but there were easels in front of all the pictures, and some kind of wires between them. I tried to go around them all, but I had a coat on and couldn't squeeze through the easel on the end and the wall. I said never mind.

Then I was on the floor taking gloves off. I had 4 pairs of gloves on my left hand. Every time I pulled a glove off, there was another one underneath it. I thought that was very strange, and so did this other person who was watching me.

I organized the gloves. I had my driving gloves, I had my winter gloves, I had another pair of driving gloves which must have been a gift, and a single glove without a match.

Then a girl came in, gave me a muffin, and left. I was grateful and thanked her, though I was a little late. Then I tried to tell her I'd pay her back some time. Someone in the room was trying to sleep and she told me that I thanked her too many times.

Then I was trying to sleep. The portion of the room by the door had at least 4 medium to large parrots in cages. I thought I should be comfortable with them as I've had birds in my life. One looked like my old Blue Front Amazon, but I thought the birds were a bit excessive, and they were kind of blocking the door in and out.

Then I had to go to the bathroom. It was very public. The urinal was a bucket, and someone was standing on it to pee. It was to keep clean the way people don't sit on a toilet.

Then that person was gone and someone was in the adjacent stall. I thought I would wait even though the urinal was free. Someone else came up and was going to go ahead of me, and they said they would be a few minutes, so I should go. I decided to go.

When I got up to the urinal, it had a bunch of dishes or trash or something in it, so I said fuck it and walked out.

Birds

I was in a car with unknown DC's. The scene out my passenger-side window was a very large bush on the left and one on the right. They must have been 15 feet tall and 10 feet wide. Between them was an opening.

Behind and between them was open space. I saw a bluebird hanging in the air as though perched on a branch. I thought that was very odd. I told someone to look at it, but then the bird was on a tree branch.

In the background was a large oak. The trunk was behind the bush on the left. The branches, bare due to the season, and now the blue bird was in the same position, but perched on a branch.

Now there is a Macaw perched in the tree. I was trying to remember the name. I finally identified it as a Scarlett. It had a white beak and red feathers. It seemed to be in poor shape. Its feathers were matted and it seemed a bit sickly.

I tried to give it a nut or a seed or something. I was afraid because it was such a large bird, but I didn't really think it would come to me. I showed it the nut and it started to fly to me. I was really afraid.

Then there was a bird that looked like an Egret, but it was black. It also had some speckles on it. Then there were two or three of them with several other large birds. They were all together as though they formed a little eco-system.

I was trying to catch one of the birds, or give them food ore something. I can't really remember. I was up against a wall as the scene unfolded now. There was some issue with a toy and who it belonged to. The birds were still around.

The End

Dentist

I was at the Dentist. It was a really cheap office, but I didn't mind. I thought it was a Mexican dentist's office, but the guy himself was American.

The room was large and baron. The walls were a medium shade of green. I thought how my brother would have never gone there because it wasn't good enough. I liked it because it didn't have the feel of a regular dentist's office.

The dentist had done some work on a back molar (in good shape in waking life). On some adhesive material was inscribed that there was some deal on the tooth. He had to write it on the tooth to get the discount.

Then I had to write it in the next tooth up to get the deal. I had to write "Superior" or some shit like that. I was trying to scratch it in with my fingernail and it was not working at all. I explained the trouble I was having, so the dentist put on a bracket as though I needed braces. There was some adhesive cement that went on the top of my tooth.

The dentist said that I would be messing with it for a while. He meant that I would feel it in my mouth and my tongue would be going to it to feel it for a while until it wasn't messy anymore, or until I got used to it.

I wasn't happy about it, but now it was done.

The End

Breasts

I saw to girls with sandy blonde hair. They were very attractive with nice, full lips. I kept getting profile shots of them with the sun in the back ground, but the pictures were not washed out. I could see the color of their hair and lips very well.

Then they were lying down next to each other. I looked over at them and their shirts created a space so I could see their breasts. I kept trying to see their nipples. At first I couldn't, but eventually, their shirts got into position so that I could.

My eyes were so heavy, it was really hard to keep them open. I got a few more peeks. The top of their breasts sank a little into their breasts so I couldn't see the whole thing. I was a little disappointed, but just kept trying to see their nipples.

Then my eyes go so heavy I couldn't open them at all. I was trying to open them with my fingers and couldn't.

The End

I was with Rona. There were two cars. The first one seemed like a '67 style Dodge Charger. It was a fast car. Rona's was the style of a '67 GTO. The V lines were exaggerated. Rona was saying how it used to be a police car and it would go much faster than the other car.

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It was night and I was trying to get home. I turned right down a narrow path with brush on either side. It seems I could have gone home another way, but I didn't know how, and this path was right here and would get me home faster. The only thing is, there were wolves a entering the path.

I was terrified, but started running faster as though I could outrun them. I had all the endurance I needed. I started to growl at the first dog, and I guess it worked. I kept running and there was another wolf up ahead. I ran easily, but then the dream ended.

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I was in an airplane and there was an open hatch. It was like a vacuum sucking up some potato chips. The hatch led to hell, or at least some evil place. It was trying to suck me up, but I didn't allow myself to be sucked up into it.

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I saw several small birds of prey. They were the size of falcons, but looked more like hawks. The background landscape was mountains, but the foreground was flat and grassy.

I had better food ready, but when it came time to feed them, all I had was seed. Now I'm inside and there isn't as much room. I decide to feed the birds anyway. Now they are only crows. I'm disappointed, but I threw out my food for them.

Now one of the birds is much smaller. I'm with someone who takes the bird into her mouth, though not to eat it. In my waking life I used to have small birds that liked to pick at my teeth and would stick their whole head in my mouth.

The space I'm in starts to get very cramped. In waking life last night I was stapling reflective insulation in my attic and cramped doesn't approach how little room I had. My dream ended as I looked out at the avian activity.

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I was in a middle-eastern bazaar at night. There were large baskets hanging above me for sale. The country I was in was not a democracy, and that made me uncomfortable except for one thing: certain things were legal, and I was having a user-dream the whole time...so I went with it.

The End