Twoshadows

First off, last night is my 10 year anniversary for my first lucid dream. Ten years ago today I joined Dreamviews (4-20-06). Also, something strange: I woke up this morning and looked at the clock at exactly 4:20. Conincidence? I think not.

I remember a few dreams from last night, though I don't remember a lot of details from each of them. But I want to write them down so I can get back in the habit of recording my dreams every day. Life's better that way.

Dream 1: I was with my sister getting ready to go in a plane somewhere. I don't remember much of this except her holding my hand in excited anticipation. I don't know where we were heading.

Dream 2: I was in a car with Daniel, and he was driving way too fast on these crazy windy dirt roads that went along desert clifs and mesas (inspired by a video I watched before bed.)

Dream 3: I was watching my friends who had taken a houseboat/kayaking trip to Face Canyon without me. They had kayaked to the end and were trying to figure out how to exit the canyon so they could hike. The water level was low. (inspired by a real trip to Face Canyon last year)

Dream 4: Sex with Jeff

Catching up on some old dreams from my old Dream Journal:

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This one seemed to be long and complex, but I only remember the end.

I remember waiting for this cruise type ship to arrive. On it were many important people. Finally I saw it pull up. Every one I saw was black.

Later I ended up with the most important person on the ship. He was some kind of prince. He was not black. He had short sandy blond hair and was about 35-40 years old. And he was very nice looking.

Somehow I ended up lucid.

I tried to remember the Task of the Month. I thought it was "to ask a DC a question". So I asked the prince, "So do you know that this is my lucid dream?" He knodded at me knowingly and said, "Ah, yes."

I felt like I needed to ask another question, so I asked, "Do you want to kiss me?"

Next thing I know we are kissing rather passionately, and as we kiss I notice we have less and less clothing between us. I remember rubbing my hands on his bare back. At one point I even wondered if we were having sex. But I was never sure. Funny how that works in dreams.

Then there is an unknown transition. I am trying to get dressed and my foot keeps getting caught in the stretchy material of the shorts I was putting on.

I'm not sure if I was lucid here...or even where the dream went at this point.

I had a sex dream last night. As is normal, I am waaayy too private of a person to go into any detail other than it involved two members of a band (the same band I was listening to when I went to sleep.)

Vampire Dream:

[This is a sexual dream and I will be omitting some of the details...sorry.]

I was captured by a vampire. He was holding several other people captive also. I knew the vampire planned to kill all of us. I wondered what it would feel like to die. Would it hurt? How painful was a vampire's bite? Didn't vampires seduce you before they bit you? Maybe I would be so entraced that I wouldn't noticed that I was dying. All these thoughts were going through my mind.

Then suddenly the vampire appeared before me. He walked toward me. He had long flowing blond hair and wore black leather pants and a while blousy shirt. He reminded me a little of an 80's rock star. He was very good looking.

He smiled at me as he slowly came closer. He seemed to know what I had been thinking. I started feeling dizzy just looking into his eyes. The guy was gorgeous. He then put his lips to mine and my mind started to swirl. I only remember briefly thinking that he was seducing me and that this could be the end. But it felt so good that I didn't care. I lost track of time. I was completely caught up in the passion that swirled around me. I seemed to come in and out of consciousness. I remember at one point realizing that he had pulled my shirt up. I didn't care. Everything felt so good. At another point I remember my pants being down. I was vaguely conscious that there were other people in the room, but again, I didn't care. I was overwhelmed with pleasure and passion.

And then suddenly...finally....it was over. He was standing about four feet away from me. I was still alive. I remember wanting to ask him if he could do that to me again...and again....before his finally killed me. I could see a little smile forming in the corner of his mouth as if he had again read my thoughts.


And the dream ended.

I woke up feeling pretty disturbed about this dream. Why wasn't I trying to escape? Why did I not try to slay him? Isn't that what I am in my dreams....a vampire slayer? Yet I was completely content to let this vampire take advantage of me until he finally got bored and killed me. How nice.