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

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

    1. Nuclear Bomb; Mom Dreaming; Guys and Dolls; Messed Up Lap Top

      by , 01-11-2013 at 12:01 AM (* 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 .

      Updated 01-11-2013 at 05:39 PM by 41873 (Adding dreams)

      non-lucid , memorable
    2. OGF in the Ghetto

      by , 01-07-2013 at 07:42 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      OGF in the Ghetto

      I was with an OGF J. She asked if I remember when we used to do it. I said "Yes." I started feeling her breast, and then we started looking for somewhere to go to be in private.

      Then I realized I was dirty, so I decided to take a shower really quickly. I found a bathroom in my Grandmother's house, but it was occupied. I went to a less private bathroom in her house, but as I started looking for it, the house got messy and it wasn't where it was supposed to be.

      I started looking more and ended up in a commercial kitchen. My friend M. S. was there as an employee. I asked about somewhere to just rinse off. They said I could go to the back where there were some sprayers hanging from the ceiling.

      I went back there and then my friend pushed me into a pool of waste from the dishes. My mouth was closed, but I ended up with a bunch of grits in my mouth. It was nasty. My friend started laughing.

      I reached out and pulled him in, but he didn't get anything in his mouth. I was pissed. I started spitting stuff out of my mouth, but he didn't care.

      I was finally back with J. and ready to do it with her. We were in a ghetto. She pulled over to this abandoned multi-story building. There were people outside, and I figured there were people inside.

      I figured it was dangerous and gross, but whatever. We went up a flight of stairs. It seemed some rooms might be occupied. These rooms were open, without doors. They were like the rooms druggies use in abandoned buildings. Crap is everywhere and it's dark and nasty.

      We find a room that looks available on the 2nd or 3rd floor. We start to go in when we are greeted by two women dressed fairly nicely, and now we are in a large living room area.

      They ask if we are OK. They say our parents are probably worried for us. The women know that people who end up in this building are not doing well. We say we are OK.

      The women then put a lease on a coffee table and ask us to look it over. The lease says that there is no running water in the building. I think it also said there was no electricity or anything else. We are not supposed to sign the lease. It is simply to advise us that there are no conveniences.

      I looked at the lease and thought how interesting the lease was. Then the ladies left. Then a black guy was in the room and his dick was out. He wanted a blow job. He wasn't threatening, but he was ghetto and invading my scene.

      Eventually he left and I think we made it to the room, but my dream ended then.
    3. Ogf

      by , 08-18-2012 at 03:01 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)

      I was with my OGF. She was being nice. Then she was getting a divorce and was hanging out with me. It seemed more and more apparent that we would get back together.

      I obviously woke up eventually.
      Tags: ogfj
      non-lucid , memorable