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

    Like sands through the hour glass, so are the dreams of our nights.

    1. #53 - Country Road

      by , 03-30-2013 at 12:15 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was standing in the middle of the road looking down a side road. I was at the junction of a T. All the roads were really wide. It was dusk, and there was nothing else around.

      At first I was intrigued by my location. Then I started getting concerned because I didn't know where I was. I then began to question how I got there and immediately realized I was lucid. I started singing "Country Road" by John Denver because it looked like a country road.

      I thought about a conversation I had with Canis Lucidius about singing in dreams and sounding really good. I sounded terrible in this dream, but I kept singing because it felt so good.

      I started flying, and thought how I should be trying a dream goal.

      Dream Skip

      I'm at a white ranch style home with black shutters and door and such. It is a fancy home for such a simple style house. I fly up to the house and see a man coming out of the door. I contemplate whether I should phase through the wall or take the opportunity to go through the open door. I didn't really want to deal with a DC, but there he was. He was an ugly older gentleman with a huge chin. He was a typical brain-dead DC, so he didn't notice me flying right in front of him.

      I phased through the wall and was then inside. I decided to try to enter my childhood nightmare. I had seen a chimney from the outside, so I looked for the fire place. I thought I could teleport to the demon circle of ashes from the fireplace.

      I was unable to go through the fireplace. I couldn't phase. I turned around to see the house from inside the fireplace and saw the man's wife. She saw me too. I got a face on as though I was the demon. The lady saw me and started having a heart-attack. She was carrying wood in (I guess to bring to the fire-place. I didn't even think about the connection 'till just now.)

      When she saw me in the fire place with an evil look on my face, she leaned over terrified and dropped some of the wood.

      I knew I was dreaming, but I didn't purposefully look evil. I think it was a byproduct of trying to enter my childhood nightmare, finding myself in the fireplace, and not wanting to deal with a DC. Still, I'd rather not be the demon. I just wanted to recreate the nightmare. Hmmmmm.

      I flew out of the fireplace and around the floor, under the dining table and such. I saw the man go outside, and now I decided to surprise him. I decided to phase through the roof and meet him outside to make him wonder how I got out there.

      I think I ended up at a street near my house and soon woke up.


      I used SSILD for the first time in a while.
      I also took care of business yesterday.
      Mowed my friends yard and had a few cold beers.
      Categories
      lucid
    2. Trucking; Buying a New House

      by , 07-05-2011 at 04:13 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I dreamed I was driving to my last destination in trucking.
      Along the way I ended up at a house I was looking at buying
      or it was my father's second wife's house. She was somehow
      in the dream.

      All of the above comes straight from what is
      happening in my waking life.
    3. At My Dad's Old House Again

      by , 03-26-2011 at 01:12 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was at my Dad's old house with my wife. Another family lives there now in waking life, and I knew that in my dream. I kept telling my wife, "Let's get out of here!"... but she was on her computer and wasn't moving.

      I looked out the window of the kitchen door. I was afraid someone from the next house would see that someone was in my Dad's old house when they weren't supposed to be.

      A car started to pull in the driveway. I just knew we were busted; but the car never drove up the driveway. that happened twice.

      I told my wife to come on again, but she was eating a pan of pound cake or swirl bread. I decided to leave by myself. I slipped out the back door certain someone would see me leaving, but I had to get out of there.

      The dream ended.

      I had other dreams, but I can't remember them. Maybe I'll remember them later.
      Categories
      non-lucid