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    1. Last nights and many other dreams from past dates

      by , 10-27-2010 at 11:25 AM (Sean's Dream Journal)
      Last night i had a weird dream where i was in my friend andrew's garage. weird thing is that his garage had an upper compartment filled with toys and stuff. there were alot of people there aswell.

      I came back to my old street and went to my friend andrews house, i was given to white chocoalte bars that i ate.

      I had a dream wher i was in my town with Ro and Kei, we walked down past this little chip shop built into a wall where i ordered a sub, i ended up eating some of it despite the fact that it was soggy and limp, i walked down past richmond centre where i saw Kei and Ro again, they came over to me and we then walked down to and i noticed suds on my subway, i threw it away and went down to what i believe to be the location of wither supervalu or poundworld although the shop looked completely differcnt.inside, i went to buy some chocolate and when i ran past a kid, at that point i realised i was dreaming and started rubbing my hands together, i shouted "yes!" and ran towards the door where, outside it looked really dangerously suuny, i got a bit freaked out and work up in Sp.
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      lucid , non-lucid
    2. Kicked Out, Oriental, etc

      by , 10-27-2010 at 05:16 AM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      The half-asleep mind is seriously a strange thing. It had me convinced that I didn't have many dreams, or that I hadn't written them down much, so I didn't type them up. I turn off my computer for the night and go to check out my DJ, and find five dreams written down, and I remember the majority of them!

      I'm over halfway down the very last page, so I've decided to end it there - my dreams for tonight probably won't fit in the space left. So I have a shiny new journal that I've been holding onto to use now. I had the first one for...two years and five months, wow...and nine lucid dreams in that time. I hope I have more in my new journal!


      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      10.26.2010
      Kicked Out (Non-lucid)

      We (me, mom and dad) arrive at a big storage unit in the van. They open it and look inside, but it's empty. They call to find out why.

      I'm in the van sitting up front. There are two iPods mounted up on both sides, mom's and dad's. I turn them on but only frequency sounds comes through - fuzzy, beeps. I think they even had dials.

      ~ Somehow there's a couple game show type thing or something going on, and the man and women don't win together though I think they got along well. Later, they chat online publicly, a second chance to meet or something. They hit a snag when the man disagrees with something she says and they can't get along after that. She logs off. (I was actually able to see the text, but I don't remember it all.)

      I pulled the van out of the driveway until it's turned around. A truck across from me pulls out and drives away.

      My parents come back. I think I say sorry and explain that I didn't know how to turn back around. We pull in somewhere else and they get out and start talking to someone. I hear something about 'September'. 'Have until September'. I feel that something is wrong and I get teary.

      I open my door/it's already open, and then person looks in and makes some joke about how it's 'the director's fault', and looking at me as if that's me. I'm not amused. I go to stand by my parents, and mom tries to look comforting.

      - I think it was either about the storage or our house. We're going to have to leave it (the house) or we have to pay it (storage). I think I wonder what happened to our stuff. In real life, it's already past September though. I think I realized that in the dream.



      Your Beauty Mark (Non-lucid)

      Beauty mark - one to age, one to de-age. They're a sign of crushes.


      Learning Japanese (Non-lucid)

      There was a facility to learn Japanese. There was more to this dream, but I don't remember it.


      Oriental (Non-lucid)

      I was in this place that had a bunch of Oriental things in it. I wandered around looking at everything. There was boxes with old designs on them - women in Asian garb, etc. There were rocks with gems in them. Jewelry. I handled everything very carefully. It was all expensive, and I think I wondered what I should buy, because it was kind of rude to handle everything without buying something in the end.

      - I'm looking at some pajamas hanging on a rack. They've got designs from Supernatural on them. Me and a guy pick out a top and bottom pair and go try them on, but mine don't quite fit - too big.

      - Something about a potato chip that served as a key...


      Abandoned (Non-lucid)

      I(?) was driving through a flooded forest area. A little girl (looking pretty dirty) was sitting abandoned on a rock. I get out to get her.
    3. 0/2 Mon: Uneventful

      by , 10-27-2010 at 04:47 AM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      Had an energy drink and coffee late in the day which made it difficult to sleep.

      Wedding, Belt
      1130: C. At a wedding. Forgot my belt. Go to a closet to get one. It's too small. It looks like an Ace bandage. I put it on anyway. Lucas is in the room. He's upset about something and he's singing an angry song that sounds like Eminem. I consider asking if he is okay. But instead I just ignore him. Then I go back to the wedding party. An old couple asks me if I have a girlfriend. The man has a small statue in his hand.

      1337: F. Two sentences on illegible notes.
      Tags: coworker, party
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    4. Yay for Recall and Semi Lucidity.

      by , 10-27-2010 at 03:09 AM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      Sandwich wtf

      I'm making something like a pita sandwich... I'm putting sushi in it. I fold the pita part encasing the sushi stuff and... the pita is shaped like a cross, each end is another place you can stuff other things in. but then it occurs to me that I could dream inside one of those pockets and have an entirely fun dream of my own in there.... WTF?!?!?!!?

      More food and WTF

      I was in a place with a few people. Asuka and maybe my brother. We had chopsticks and were eating a pile of... sushi? but later the pile turned into a large ceramic thing that we were painting. I remember painting on a midnight blue and accidentally brushed into a part with wet black paint. I just decided to mix them together.

      At my house

      I briefly remember hanging out with some guy in my inner world house. not sure what we did, but later I was getting into bed and heard the guy looking for a place to sleep.

      HH


      A hypnagogic flash of staring at my hand that was holding a smoke.

      open mic fail

      I go with the new guy to some restaurant/bar. We enter the place and I see a stage with a bunch of mics and amps. Asuka is a pretty Korean waitress, she smiles at me. I go up to the stage and unpack my guitar, I find a place to plug in, and i set one of the mics to the amp I am plugged into. The owner comes up to me and says that I can't mic the amp because my playing style sucks and no one wants to hear it.

      I get pissed off and make a giant speech about how I have confidence in myself and that I know people like what I have to play. I've been to open mics before and people really liked it. some people clap at my silly speech and I pack up and leave the place a bit flustered. As I'm walking down the street i feel someone's finger touch my collar bone part on my right shoulder, and she digs her finger under the collar bone which makes me stop. I look behind me and see Asuka (don't realize it's her.). She's smiling but I give her a short look in pain and raise my right hand to my shoulder and pushing her finger out. 'I'm sorry," she says. I wake up fast.

      Cutting my astral chords.

      (private entry)

      vex wtf


      I'm seeing a barrage of images of parts of a person's face. I can tell by how the person isn't smiling and the eyes are closed that it's Vex. I focus harder to see the face and I want to know if it's the same face I've recognized from dreams. In one image her eyes are closed but then they look really weird and finally open. I recognize the face completely and feel that I know this person as Vex. I see her face slide by a few more times.

      Mortal Mist Classroom

      Raven came over and we started looking at my computer. We were both non lucid, we knew there was a goal, but we didn't remember what it was. so instead we were just browsing the lucid dreaming forums that we frequent. Her jaw drops and a smile goes across her face. She's pointing at the mortal mist forum and says to me. "Haley just started a dream journal at Mortal Mist!"

      i'm like: Orly? and she's like: yeah rly. I then feel myself get pulled into the computer screen and find myself in a college classroom representation of the MM forum! I walk up the aisle of desks over to the dream journal section and see a bunch of people sitting at their deks and writing. I spot a japanese girl with a mushroomead haircut... The Waking life version of Asuka! what's she doing there?

      Then I see haley get up from a desk and she looks at me. I become lucid and realize i seem to get lucid a lot when I see Haley in a dream. That's why she shows up... it has nothing to do with me or her, it's her energy and for some reason it makes me lucid! I forget all that and walk up to her, she seems to have been expecting me.

      We walk to the top of the classroom and enter "my office". We enter a small computer area. I tell her "sorry about the creepy dream stuff," and she says it's ok. Then she asks me how I am supposed to help her with her Psychology assignment. I walk over to a desk with two of my computers and sit down. I say to her "is this assignment for deaming or waking?" she says both but she isn't sure. Now she's a taller man with a thin face, he has light brown hair pulled into a ponytail. He/She now sits at a computer desk with a smaller single computer. i am thinking. "This is a dream and she wants me to do her homework? is she serious?"

      I try to make my computer work but the mouse is just weird. The thing looks like Apple tried to make a calculator but failed... so in a last fail effort they made their failure of a calculator into a computer mouse. I was trying to find out how to use this thing to make the computer work so that I could help Haley... but I woke up.

      Updated 10-27-2010 at 03:33 AM by 6012

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    5. Oct 26

      by , 10-27-2010 at 02:56 AM (Doctor's Dreams)
      Dinosaurs Must Die

      AT was at some day camp. I think I was a counselor or something. The building's insides were a friendly white with a pale blue rim and there were kids running around everywhere. I went to a room with 2 of my friends, peter and another. This room looked a lot like my old room and the lights were off. We were joking about knives and while they were taking there's out to brag about I just felt that mine was in my back pocket. The lights were off but there were tons of ambient light. I turned around and saw a shadow of someone holding a formidable blade coming from the bathroom door. I laughed uncomfortably. I halfway try to get the others to shut up but they keep talking. Out of the bathroom busts a veloceraptor my height and rushes towards Peter. The other friend is no one where to be seen. The raptor bites peter and he started to cry. It looks at me and rushes. After taking out my knife, trying to stab in in the face, and my knife falling from my grip, I catch its head in my hands and its jaws, annoying close to my face, snap wildly. I, push back, diving to the floor and taking it with me. I then couldn't think of what to do so I started bashing its head against the tile of the bathroom. I kept doing so until I felt its brain start to leak out of the back side of his skull. Finally, I stopped, put the head down and watched. After only 5 seconds or so, the still body reanimated it self with fierceness. I ran out of the bathroom, and while closing the door, caught its head within the door and the doorframe. I pull hard, watching it writhe, until its head popped off and fell to the floor. With that I ran out of the room.

      Next I can remember, I went out of the building, found a red sports car and started driving fast. I was in a heavily wooded area with an established highway with enough traffic, I had to weave. Soon from the forest a giant t-rex came out and started chasing me in the car. I arrive at a building and run in. It's a giant court room. When I say giant, I mean that instead of pews or seats for people to watch, there's a balcony of unimaginable space. Everything was elevated seriously high and everything had stairs that lead up to it. It went so high that when I made it up the stairs to the lowest thing, the judges chair and defendant seat, I was just to the top of the T-Rex that just busted in. There were others in here with me, all just as scared. The first target was a blonde, it snapped her up easily. Next it went for me, but when I dodged it it just got whoever was behind me...a fat guy. Water was starting to fill in the room too...I climbed up to higher levels of the courtroom. Few people are following me and the T-Rex is swimming the the ever deepening water that's filling up the room. We get higher and higher in the balcony and then at one point I'm climbing up onto a rotting wooden banister left unkempt at the nosebleed heights. The water stops and somehow I get the Idea that I could do this forever. But then I remember...This T-rex is a reptile, which means it'll lay eggs, and those will come after me...This was a horrible realization.

      Updated 12-22-2010 at 03:10 PM by 24049

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      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    6. Old Lady/SAT Test Day

      by , 10-27-2010 at 02:44 AM
      My First Dream Journal Entry: Tuesday, October 26th, 2010

      • Most of the conversations that take place in my dreams aren't always exact but I try remembering to the best of my ability.


      • Usually in my dreams I am not in them. However, I am watching it as if I am in a third person view, kind of like playing Warcraft except with real people and I can't control them (I do not play Warcraft lol) This occurs in my first dream but not my second.


      I remember seeing an old lady about the age of sixty sitting down next to a guy around the age of thirty. It seemed as if they lived together (I'm not sure if they were married or not but they were definitely together). The old lady was was waiting for a man to pick them up (I think it was supposed to be her dad). The door bell rang and the lady asks who was at the door. A young man replies, "It's your dad, let's go." She does not recognize the voice and she says "no you are not." The man is now very frustrated and asks the lady, "Well can I still take you to wherever you need to go?" At this point of the dream, I am now in the body of the old lady almost as if I possessed her but I didn't? I don't actually see the body but I know I'm in it because she opens the door for the man and she looks at him but it is me that's looking at him from her eyes... Yes, very strange, I am an old woman. She then stares at him for a good ten seconds before she goes back into the house. She speaks to her loved one and tells him everything that has happened. At this point I am back to third person view. They start arguing and the guy tells her that he did not want to do things like this anymore. I'm not sure what he meant by that but it seemed as if they had some kind of crazy random life that they were trying to forget... Maybe they liked to do crazy things no matter how stupid or scary they would sound. The lady tries very hard to convince her loved one to go with the guy and eventually he does. This is where my dream ends.

      I then go into a second dream. This dream kind of made more sense compared to my first one. I walk into school and I see a desk in the entrance. There are two teachers (which I did not recognize at all) who were sitting at the desk. There was a long line of students (and I somehow managed to not see one of their faces) that went up to the desk. At this point I realized that I was taking the SAT (I had taken it in a different school and it had a very similar setup right before we took the test so I am guessing that is where it came from). It was as if I already knew I was taking the test that day in the dream. For some odd reason, I could not hear anybody speaking. I do not know if I was deaf in my dream or I am just unable to recall any conversations. I waited in line for about a minute until I recognized this kid, Evan. He did not go to the same school that I did and I haven't seen him in about 8-9 months. He spoke to the ladies at the desk but I could not make out anything they were saying. He then grabs a test booklet and begins to walk towards the classroom he was assigned to. After about four steps, he opened his test booklet and started reading and writing in it. In my mind I thought "Why is he doing this? He is not allowed to do this." The thing is that I cannot control what I'm thinking in my dreams. It is like there is someone else thinking/moving for me. After about ten seconds he asks a teacher for help. At this point, I thought was fine that he was doing this even though he wasn't allowed to so I couldn't give myself a reality check because I actually thought it was real. He seemed confused as if there was something wrong with the test but I never got to figure out what that was because this is where my dream ended.

      Updated 10-27-2010 at 10:51 PM by 37964

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    7. Weight lifting and planning a trebuchet

      by , 10-27-2010 at 01:27 AM
      Monday was a busy day for me, so I just kind of passed out and didn't remember too many dreams.

      One was of me weight-lifting, and we had to do a squat-BTN press. Which is where you squat down, and when you come up you pump the bar over your head. Then he made us do Military press.

      The second dream I remember is of me and my dad talking while I sat on my bed. I'm not sure about what. Maybe about the trebuchet project we're working on?
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    8. 10/24/10 A Tale of Two Assholes

      by , 10-27-2010 at 12:28 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: I have read in different places that writing dreams in the present tense helps aid in the recall of those dreams. Since I have been having so many fragments lately, I'm going to give it a shot for a while starting with this dream.

      I am at my ex boyfriend, James's house. I can tell it's getting a bit later in the evening, and I am thinking I still want to get to the mall to the computer store before I go home. For some reason I don't want James coming with me to the mall, so I haven't mentioned to him that I want to go there at all. I am trying to come up with a good excuse to leave his place early so I will sure have time to get to the mall before they close, but I am having problems with that. Finally I tell James I have to make a stop on my way home to get something, and of course he wants to come along, he says there is still plenty of time to run my errand and then come back in time for me to head home. So since I am unable to come up with an excuse as to why I want to go without him, I agree that we can go together. James and I head out to my car and drive straight to the mall with nothing eventful happening on the way there. In fact, we don't even say much to each other along the way, which is a bit odd, but in the dream I don't notice this is unusual.

      Once we are in the mall I head for the computer store to look at the games, I know exactly what I am after, though I still see no reason why it should be secret from James… it's just a feeling I have that I want to keep it to myself. In the computer store I head directly to the PC games, straight to the latest installment in the Assassin's Creed series, which is entitled "Assassin's Creed: Descent into Madness." I pull the box off of the shelf and find it is the last copy there, I feel fortunate to have found it. Apparently the plot includes the Assassins from all the different time periods ending up in the same place, the Templars attempted to meddle with time to allow them to gain possession of all of the pieces of Eden, which has damaged the fabric of space-time, so the Assassins have to target specific Templars who were damaging the space-time continuum to prevent this damage before it happens… Cool, I think, time travel! The box cover shows Altaïr, Ezio, someone I don't recognize but is clearly an Assassin, and Desmond, who had apparently trained as an Assassin as well. I know right away that those are three ancestors Desmond interacted with through the Animus and then Desmond himself. James is behind me, he says he thought I didn't have the money to buy him a video game he had wanted. I say that I don't, this money was set aside for Assassin's Creed, which I had already promised myself. I tell him I do have to buy myself something sometimes, too. He tries to pull a guilt trip that I obviously don't love him since I had hidden this money, acting like he has a right to be angry because I lied about not having the money for his game when I had kept the money for my game. I look at Assassin's Creed and I am able to be unaffected by the guilt trip as I go to the checkout and pay for Assassin's Creed, for my game.

      In the main part of the mall, James is still trying to pull a guilt trip on me, and I am still resisting it as I think about playing Assassin's Creed when I get home. I notice there aren't many people in the mall, apparently it is almost time for it to close. I tell James we had better get going or I will be late leaving to get home on time, he acts really depressed over the game. We are on our way to the entrance when I see something that catches my eye… a really big guy with a dark aura of some kind, he looks more like something I might see in a cheesy slasher flick. He is about seven feet tall, is dressed all in black, staring at a woman in a very threatening manner. I point that out to James, but he doesn't seem to think anything of it. I tell James it looks like there might be trouble there, maybe we should go get the police, that big man looked like he was seriously threatening that woman. James says it's not our business, but I feel drawn to them, to follow them and make sure nothing drastic happens. The big psycho killer type leads the woman away, the woman doesn't seem to be resisting, but I get the idea she is too afraid of the big guy to even try to escape. James reluctantly follows me along, I follow them into a theater without having to buy a ticket or anything, where the woman sits down with the big guy to watch the movie. I sit down behind them where I can keep an eye on them and still not be seen. It's a pretty crappy movie, it looks like it was made by a first quarter student in my school, the acting sucks… the composition sucks… the camera work sucks… everything sucks. It sucks so bad it's almost funny. The movie was about a couple who broke up, I could tell it was supposed to be more of a tear jerker than a comedy, but the sheer crappiness of the movie made it much more amusing than sad. The characters in the movie speak like zombies, with absolute no emotion at all, as if they are just reading their lines like a bunch of retards.

      I notice the woman get up and walk away from the big creepy guy… but the big creepy guy is gone now, there is an average looking man there, only about six feet tall or maybe even a bit shorter, decent looking but not overly hot, with a friendly smile. Great… I'd lost the big creepy guy. But at least the woman is away from him. Apparently the woman has had enough of the movie, she is heading for the door which is standing slightly open and allowing some light into the room. Instead of leaving, however, she just closes the door. My attention is drawn back to the movie again when I hear someone speaking with some degree of emotion for a change, and I look to see MoSh is playing in the movie! Awesome, MoSh has an acting job! Too bad he is surrounded by idiots… He is talking about someone he thought was his dream girl, but he says that it doesn't matter since he had found the wrong person. The woman is clearly affected by this, and she starts crying, with the big creepy guy standing over her… I have had enough of that creepy guy.

      I walk over to the creepy guy with James following me and telling me to stay out of it, but I am ignoring James entirely. I reach the man and ask him why he is following the woman around, what is it he is looking to gain from this. He gives me a dirty look, his eyes are solid black, it's like looking into empty dark voids, the aura of dark energy around him seems to grow and try to envelope me, to pull me into the darkness. James, behind me, is now staring into the creepy guy's eyes, seeming to be zoned completely out. He takes a couple steps towards the creepy guy, who grabs James by the neck and squeezes extremely tightly until I hear James' neck actually break with a brittle snap. He throws James body aside and glares at me, I notice that the woman who had been crying is gone now, I wonder where she managed to go. At least it appears she got away from this creepy asshole for now. I find I do not fear this guy at all, so I walk right over to him… my head is about the level of his chest… but I glare straight up into his bottomless abyss eyes and tell him if he is looking for trouble, he was going to get it… because I'm his worst nightmare. He doesn't respond, but I am now thinking about dreams, so I do a quick nose-pinch reality check and discover I am dreaming.

      Now that I realize I am dreaming, I know I have a wide array of powers at my disposal to take care of this oversized asshole. I tell the asshole I will give him a small sample of what he will face if he doesn't back down immediately, at which point I open up with a blast of energy in the same manner as Vegeta does in Dragonball Z, I hit the asshole with a Final Flash of light energy. The entire theater is suddenly illuminated with the light from my blast, and the big creepy guy is sent flying down the aisle into the movie screen with a huge explosion. The last thing I see on the movie screen is an image of two people with their backs turned on each other, I don't recognize the people, then that scene collapses in on itself as the creepy guy crashes into it. Everyone in the theater is now standing up and clapping, giving a standing ovation to something I am not aware of… or maybe they're clapping for my kicking the creepy guy's ass… I'm not sure.
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    9. :(

      by , 10-27-2010 at 12:13 AM (Delenn's dream journal)
      Not many dreams lately -- life has been interfering with getting regular sleep. When I got to sleep at 5am.. interestingly, I don't remember any dreams. :p
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