(There is a "trigger warning" on the content of this dream.) I am standing at the four way intersection that leads to the dead end street I grew up on. It is night time and must be spring or autumn beccause I am wearing my warm, blue zip-up sweater, jeans, and black baseball cap. The corner of the intersection I am standing appears as it did over ten years ago when one of my old neighbour's (Mrs. Jolleff) lived there, on a quarter acre of land, in a small white house surrounded by maple trees. Not long after she died her land was sold and redeveloped into a townhouse complex. Because the area looks different than it does today I immediately become lucid. There is no one around and not much to do so I recall learning to fly and want to give it a try. I spread my arms out and bend my knees and jump into the air. At first I am afraid of being to heavy and not being able to defy gravity (problems with flying in dreams that I have had before) but remembering this is my dream I just think of myself as weightless and I am able to float about fourty feet in the air. I then leisurely glide over the houses and tree tops towards my parent's house. As I get closer I notice that the house I grew up in and some of the houses on either side seem to exist in a void of grey fog and some facades are different that they appear in waking life and indeed when I enter the fog the outside world disappears and while it is no longer visible I can sense that it is still there, though it seems far away. I cannot make the fog go away but I can make myself invisible and see through the walls of the houses with my dream control. My partent's house is empty of people but all of the houses to the left of their's have many people living in them, all of them people I do not know as they are not the neighbours who lived there when I was a kid. The first house to the left is empty of people but by the boxes and furniture scattered around the floors I can tell that someone has just moved in. The next house is two storeys high and each level has been split into a seperate appartment. As I slowly fly towards that house I can see a blond woman looking out the window towards me talking on the phone, but I know she cannot see me as I previously made myself invisible. I plan to make no effort to control the thoughts or actions of any character I meet in the dream because I believe they are creations straight out of my subconscious and hope they might have something interesting to say and that I might learn about myself. I fly up to the window where blond woman is talking on the phone and childishly revel in that fact that she can't see me by making faces at her. I then fly around to the back of the house and notice through a window a dark haired man and woman dressed in stylish business clothes preparing food on the second floor. I plan to eavesdrop on them next. I fly through the wall and listen in on the blond woman's conversation. She wearing jeans and a heavy light brown sweater and her hair is shoulder length. Her apartment is sparsley decorated with things that look secondhand or very simple and homey. I cannot remember what was said now but I do recall that I found her conversation terribly uninteresting and I let myself float down through the floor to where the dair haired man and woman are. Their appartment is furnished with much nicer stuff and their is a circular glass table with wine glasses and setting for two and it looks as if they are planning a romantic dinner. The dark haired woman is wearing a white blouse, black skirt and black high heels and her hair is pulled back into a pony tail. The man seems to have disappeared into another room for a moment while the woman is washing and cutting green and red peppers by the sink. Despite the nice surroundings and stuff the woman has a miserable look on her face and seems very unhappy. I cannot read her mind to figure out why which I find very frustrating. The man reenters the kitchen from another room and he is wearing a white shirt with black buisness pants and black tie. The woman puts down her knife and turns around to embrace him but he grabs her by the wrists, spins her around and roughly pulls up her skirt and forces her to lean over the sink. After undoing his pants he starts having sex with her from behind and demands that she continue washing and cutting the peppers while in that position. She doesn't respond verbally but I can sense that she is even more upset then before and she struggles but is not strong enough to escape the man's grip. Even though I try, my dream control won't allow me to force the man to stop or let the woman escape. I become kind of upset myself and start to dissociate, even start to think that I want the dream to end but I hear a phone ringing in another room and go towards it. The ringing stops before I get to the phone (in an office on the other side of the appartment) and I can see a red light flashing on the display to indicate that a message has been left. I pick up the phone because I want to listen to the message (hoping that this will be something important or interesting from my unconsious - and I want to forget about the rape happening in the kitchen that I cannot stop). The phone has so many buttons and many of them have symbols that I have no idea what they mean. I am frustrated that the phone is super complicated and has so many extra buttons that seem to do nothing. The woman in the kitchen starts screaming and I drop the phone and fly as fast as I can out of there. I am very dissociated now and cannot end the dream even though I try. The foggy void outside has gotten thicker and darker but I can see a row of SUVs in the distance, some of which of have police lights on top but the cars are empty and seem abandoned. I notice that the home to the immediate left of my parent's house has a few lights on so I fly over there to see what's going on. While I cannot end the dream or affect that thoughs and actions of characters in the dream, I can still control my actions and inanimate objects around me. I fly into the living room of the house and see a man sitting on a recliner trying to figure out his newly hooked up cable box on his large widescreen television. Or at least that is what I think he is doing until he figures it out and violent pornography appears on the screen. The man starts masturbating and I lose interest and start flying outside but before I pass the walls of the house I hear a child crying in the basement. I go down there and the floor is covered in discarded furniture and various basement junk but I cannot see any child even though the crying has gotten louder. I notice a set of metal grates on the cement floor, half hidden underneath a dirty mattress and some boxes. I telepathically move the junk and open the grates and discover a shallow well which contains the decaying body of a little boy. The boy is obviously dead but the crying gets louder and I use my dream control to undo the decay on the body and return the boy to life. He is surprised as first but then very scared because the man who murdered him is still upstairs. He is unable to talk but communicates telepathically and asks if I will help him sneak out of the house. I pick him up and we float up through the ceiling into the front hall of the house. Several of the SUVs I saw before have entered the foggy void and are either parked infront of the house or are driving back and forth in front of the house on a small section of road that exists within the void. A man in dark clothing is at the front door and the word SWAT is printed on the back of this jacket. I tell the little boy that he is probably going to storm the house and arrest the man who murdered him. Instead the SWAT man knocks on the door and waits patiently for someone to answer. Because I am inpatient I use telekinesis to both swing the front door open and grab the man watching porn and force him to the front hall. I make myself (but not the little boy) visible and rat out the man for the murder. The SWAT man looks confused and says that he is there to arrest the other man for pirating cable signals with illegal cable hookups. I use my dream control to project everything I have seen into the mind of the SWAT man and tell him that this is my dream and I want him to do something about the crimes taking place. The SWAT man responds: "There are no crimes taking place because this is only a dream." I do not know how to respond to that at first but realize that I have finally met a figure from my subconscious that might be able to give me some answers, so I then ask him: "Why do images like these appear in my dreams? What am I supposed to learn from them?" SWAT man responds: "You cannot learn on the subconscious level that which you have not learned on the conscious level." I ask him to clairfy but the dream suddenly... I don't know how to describe this, um, explodes or rips apart. I am still aware that I am in a dream but have lost my control and it feels like some outside force has grabbed the foggy void and is tearing it to peices. The characters arround me are violently pulled into dark holes and tears that have suddenly appeared and the structures and setting disintegrate and are sucked into invisible voids. Everything is pulverized and disappears and a horrible feeling of dread overcomes me and I feel like there is an army of demons standing on my chest, though I am able to end the dream and wake up before anything more freaky happens.
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03.07.2010July Double ToTM Completion (DEILD) ★★★☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Keeping still, I perform another WILD. . . Success! Without hesitation, I get out of bed and make my way outside. Oddly, there seems to be three doors hinged to my front doorway. Opening all of them, I'm greeted by a shining sun and people all about my court. I pass one guy with a shaved head and notice an orange armband. "Humans vs. Zombies?" I ask him. He responds by putting his finger to his mouth and shushing me as he runs behind my house to hide. "Weirdo." I mutter when he's out of earshot. There are a bunch of other players scattered about my neighborhood including some of my friends, but I figured HvZ could wait a bit, I had some tasks to carry out. Deciding to clone myself first, I walk to the middle of my court, do some random hand signs, and shout "Tajuu--Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" I hear the familiar popping noise around me as hundreds of clones are created in a puff of grey smoke. I take a look at them, and sure enough, they're me. However, they're all wearing the same ugly orange blazer and a dirty green headband. Great. I've created a mass of egotistical, fashion-challenged, zombies. Might as well have some fun with them. Using my mind and a tad of willpower, I force all of them to attack me at once. As they converge I punch the first to reach me in the face, while roundhouse kicking the clone on my other side. I use the the momentum I generate with that to drop to the ground and knock a few clones down by sweeping out their footing. "You're still a Zed now," one of the clones remarked. "Crap! You're right!" I exclaim, beaten at my own game. Well, then this next bit is for the horde! I think excitedly, willing my hundreds of clones to disperse and tag all the remaining humans. The game was over in less than a minute, which left me time enough to do the basic task as well. Digging into my pocket, I find my wallet, my car keys, and--there it is--my cell phone. Pulling it out, I open it up and hit send twice. The creepy phone lady informs me that this is not a phone number I'm calling, but some kind of app center. I end the call, and hit send again, scrolling through the list of available names. I notice one contact called 'a human' so I figured I'd go for that one. The phone rings a few times before someone picks up. "Hello?" a muffled voice on the other end asks. "Hi! Who is this?" "It's me, RTN." "Oh, didn't I see you playing in the game?" "Yeah, I'm right over here, dummy." Looking over to the main street I see RTN on his cell phone, accompanied by his girlfriend DTZ. I close my phone and wave over to him, but he's still upset by the shenanigans I had just pulled.
Updated 07-04-2010 at 12:05 AM by 25167
Saturday, July 3, 2010 I'm attacked by alligators. Then I try to figure out why I'm still in high school. I have to swim through a swamp. On the edges are various plants and animals, frozen by the cold, black goo that touched them. I stay in the center of the slow-moving creek. Something feels off. I see an alligator, panic for a moment. I realize that it's frozen, too. I turn away, relieved. There's another one before me. It's alive. I can't out-swim it. I can't get to shore fast enough. It charges, and I let it swim straight through my submerged stomach. Teeth tear into my flesh and the water turns red, but I don't feel it. The alligator is distracted now. I latch onto its back and hold on. The alligator thrashes underwater, submerging us both. I step out of the water some time later. My mom comes rushing over, wanting to know if I'm all right. I assure her that I am, and lift up the fabric of my shirt to see that the wound has healed over entirely, leaving no scars. --- A dream takes me from Ixburg to Halifax and back again. I'm in high school and university at the same time, and my kindergarten teacher is very disappointed when I miss my driving lessons. "What, you want me to fly home for the weekend?" I ask my mom incredulously. She does. I hide out in my studio with my brother and Matt, who ask why I wasn't at (high) school today. "Cough. Cough. I'm sick." I say flatly. Alligators. Scare Factor: 3.
Updated 07-03-2010 at 09:05 PM by 31096
There was a group of wolves, they were going to kill another group of wolves. The white wolves were the evil wolves. They heard something in the distance and bounded off to rip it to shreds. I think they were angry that the brown wolves kept piling up the snow. I found bags of snow, buckets of snow that were being filled with a snow hose and dumped them in front of the wolves. The snow didn't pile up, it just melted away. I was in a trailer that felt like an apartment building. I was hanging out with some old friends of mine who I never see anymore. A cop knocked on the door and burst through into the living room. He was really angry and dragged me outside where he did horrible things to me and then beat me up and threw me back into the house. My friends were concerned and started ranting about police brutality. The dream slightly changed. Things in the house began to age, my old friends were replaced by new ones. Things looked dilapidated, like they were falling down. A woman police officer stormed through the door and began poking around. "Everyone needs to get out of here," she announced, "horrible things have happened here." She lifted a rug to find lots of blood. At that moment I felt a chill sweep over the entire place. I couldn't stand to be there anymore. I felt like horrible things would happen if I stayed. Summer was waiting outside in a van. She said we needed to get far away. I turned back to the trailer and saw baby cat sitting there. I wanted to cry. She was my favorite cat, and I've missed her so much. I felt like she was trying to tell me to rescue her, but I was already far away. We were trying to get to Minnesota. We were not sure where we were or what highway we were on. We decided to stop at the next exit we could find. We turned into the parking lot of a dingy looking taqueria. Inside there were several men standing behind a counter. There were no food or drinks inside, just several men in blue shirts with dirty white aprons. They glowered at us as we slowly walked towards them. They didn't want us there. I looked around and felt like this was also a bad place. The ceiling was rotting and seemed it would fall down on us at any moment. The door to what I assumed was the bathroom has black mold creeping all along the outlines of it, I wanted to turn on my heel and run, but felt safer being with Summer. We left quickly. We got back on the highway. The trailer was next to us, baby cat was sitting in the window, looking straight at me. We passed the trailer quickly. We stopped a place, a busy street. The wolves were back. The white ones. I needed to stop them, so I started piling logs and trash all along the street, forming a giant barrier. I piled it so high that I had to climb up it to keep piling things on top. Finally, a car came on the other side, angry. Several trucks came and within seconds had all the logs in the backs of their trucks and were hauling them away. The path was clear and the wolves were standing there, facing me. End.
1st dream In this dream I was very fed up about what was happening with the police during the G20. So I decided some action had to be taken. I wrote letters to provincial goverment, federal goverment, and the Royal family. They all allowed me to "take some action" in other words, "teach the Toronto Police some manners". In the dream me, in disguse, hit the side of a building with an arrow (with paper wrapped around it). Which says they have to drop charges of everybody who been in the detention centre. it also says that they weren't in the area where the real damage and violent protesors were. They picked on the little ones and not on the big ones. I just signed myself with a name saying "Rowana Hood"-its a non de plume. They had no idea who I was. A couple of days latter the Queen wanted me. Considering I was an outcast and now, an outlaw, under my new name I couldn't excatly catch a train or something. I had to walk 452 km over 7 days. I than changed into another cleaner disguse than the one I been wearing on the road. The Queen told me that I had the protection of her and other monarchies around the world. I than went back to my little Mery Women-LOL group. We than kept terriozing-sp? the police in Toronto. Dream 2. I was on an esclator going down. Once I was at the bottom I was on a ship-cruise ship I think. I was told to guard the safe that night for some reason. I did but around midnight something happened and the next thing I know my hands were behind me tied betweent two rails of the ship's railing to prevent people from falling overboard. I couldn't scream for help either since there was something in my mouth. The ropes were to tight for me to do anything. But the theives had to hide the stuff they hid because it was daytime and I saw where they hidden it. The staff were looking for me since I was suppose to be guarding the safe and I just used Morse Code using my feet. They found me and asked me what happened. we recovered the jewels,etc but the next night the same thing almost happened but I jumped out of the way before they could hit me with anything. They took the jewels to a moter boat wich was on the side and gave the jewels to a 3rd person who was in the boat. All 3 tried to boat away. I raced to the bridge and told the Captain I really had to take over this boat if we are to recover the jewels this time. Could you please inform the other passengers? The Captian left the bridge after making an anocument-sp? that the ship will be travelling very fast for a while. We just got the thevies before I woke up.
I haven't been able to post in a while. I'm taking summer classes, and I had finals week. This dream happened in two parts. I woke up during for about ten minutes, and it continued almost where I left off. I can't remember where it stopped though. I was working as a maid with a few other kids. (I was a few years younger than I actually am.) It sounded like a war was going on around us. We managed to escape using special powers to this small school for people with special powers. (We all had them, but no one knew about them but us.) We were standing in two groups and showing each other our powers. I was telling them that mine are like the wind. You can see what they do to other things, but you can't see them directly. (Everyone else had the kind that you could see easily or made their hands glow. I had the power to go so fast that time seemed to go really slow or even stop.) I said I needed a marker to do it, and the other kids laughed. They thought I was just going to do an allusion like the magicians on the television. I drew a blue mustache on the face of the guy who could manipulate fire. Some of the other kids and I took this red car joy riding. (None of us were of legal age to drive.) It ran out of gas, and we all left it to go to the gas station to get more. When we came back, it was buried up to the middle of the doors and filled with water. I went really fast and raised it up out of the dirt and emptied the water with a hose touching the window. (There was no opening, and the hose was not attached to anything. I'm not sure how I did it.) The people who did it and were standing around laughing stood in awe. They kept trying to ask each other how a bunch of kids did that. We drove off. As we were arriving back at school, the principal was standing outside waiting for us and tapping her foot. Then, I woke up.
Slept between 1:30am-6:00am. Not insomnia, this time! This was a work-induced sleepless night Vague memories, but I recall there being some animal kingdom thing. Like me, in a room, with a bunch of animals that would normally tear my head off. But they didn't. And I didn't consider the remote possibility of dreaming Granted, I only had 4 hours of sleep, but I *have* been lucid in the first 90 minutes of sleep, before. So, this wouldn't have been a first There's a stronger fragment of chasing after this girl who had a box in her arms. In the box, had a note in it. Whatever that was, she was running away with it, and I needed it. She jumped into a swimming pool and emerged without the box. I jumped in (vaguely recall being able to breathe here and yet... still nothing, lol!) and retrieved the box. The note, inside, was still dry! I couldn't read what it said.
Interesting Encounters at Work: I was working at TH. It seems that my shift just finished and I was ready to sign out and get my coat to leave. My wife's boss, K is also there. For some reason, I have a bad feeling and I notice that she is looking for something. She had some vertical trays which had some files in them spread out across the bench near the sheet. I decided to help her out and asked her what she is looking for. She looked at me with those eyes and asked why I'm still here. I guess I took it as a message of "I don't need the help", because, the dream skips and I'm walking through the store to the front door. It looked pretty similar to my actual work from what I recall. After exiting the store, I plan to make a run for my bus since I see it coming around a curve. The parking lot and location of the store is totally different. The atmosphere was pretty dark. After taking a right turn from the traffic light, one must go straight to reach a curve. After passing through the curve, one has the option of turning left to either find a parking spot or turning left and continuing straight to reach the drive-thru. They could also continue straight from the curve and take a right turn which would bring them to a bus stop but nothing more. I saw the bus near the curve behind two cars and sprinted around the store. I bent down under the white poles that are in place to prevent cars from coming into the drive-thru without ordering and continued running until I reached the other side and turned left to reach the stop. It would have been much easier to just walk to my right after exiting the store to get to the stop. I ended up getting to the stop just as the bus was able to get there. Along the way near the bus stop, I saw some cans of diet coke in a small box, similar to the one the 24 pack come in and I picked it up and brought it along. As I entered the bus, the driver was supposed to charge me $10 but when he used my card, he ended up charging $100 and swiping it through. I was pretty furious and felt that he did it on purpose because he added the last 0 just as he was about to swipe, since, he already had it at $10. I pointed out his mistake and he printed a receipt that showed that I paid only $0.72 which took me by surprise and I felt as if a trick was being played here. Car: I think I dreamt about a car that I was in and was told that I could pass the middle white line. Thoughts: Well, I thought the first dream was pretty good. Was nice and long with a great atmosphere. As for the second one, it was just a fragment There was also a third which I couldn't remember anything about, but, I knew that it was long as well. Pretty nice to have a long dream in comparison to my previous couple of nights
Deadline: There was something about a deadline of July 2. Today was the day, so, technically I am still within the deadline, however, I was told that I couldn't buy/return/RMA said object. I was asked "Why wait that long?". Thoughts: Probably thinking about the new gpu I plan on getting
Cooking: I was a chef at a restaurant. I think I was dressed all white and dicing vegetables on a white board. I was told by a friend who also works there that a spider at our other location has been suspended for 250 infractions. There was also a TV which might have had something on this. It seems that he was warned about getting close to the food but didn't listen. Thoughts: Pretty funny dream, suspended spider
Note: I did not go lucid. DJ Entry #1 I woke up wearing an outfit the likes of which a U.S. soldier would wear. I looked next to me to find that my best friend had the same get-up. Apparently we were soldiers who had to defend a cruise ship on its way to God knows where. My family was in the room, telling both of us goodbye, and good luck, but my friend's family wasn't there at all. The next few minutes passed as a blur, and I can barely remember them, but we went through a crowded suburb that I didn't recognize one bit. Eventually we got to the cruise ship and got on. I noticed something about all the people on the ship. They were all either people I knew, or actors from famous movies. I barely talked to any of them, as my brain led the dream on in an orderly fashion. We sat around for a while, watching out for anything suspicious. Everything else happened in what felt like minutes. Someone pulled out a gun, and fired like crazy, but we stopped him. Someone had a killer dog attacking everyone on the ship, but we stopped it. And finally, someone was tossing people overboard. We were fighting with him until he grabs me, throws me overboard, and I fall to the depths of the ocean, not making a sound. Then I woke up. Where I was: Cruise Ship and an un-recognized suburban neighborhood. What I was doing: Protecting the cruise ship from anything that might do it and the people harm. Who was there: My friends, my family, and for whatever reason, famous actors.
Didn't feel like WBTB since my dreams were too interesting. I managed to re-enter it multiple times, but my memory is still pretty vague... 1 through 4- Witchling There are several strange kids who keep popping up; they all have Finnish accents and dress very unusually. While I am trying to solve the mystery of who they are, I realize that the true mystery is who I am. They tell me that I'm a witch, that I just haven't discovered how to use my powers yet. (I also seem to be Tamora, one of my characters... Or rather, she is me. Confusing...) We end up in a mystical stone shop with my school, and the owner is giving out seashells. Everyone else gets a really pretty shell, but I get one that's faded and dull. As I sit down, I think to myself, "I wish I had a better shell." Before my eyes, my seashell is transformed into a beautiful rainbow-colored pearl. In the back of my mind, I (as Hazel) think to Tamora, "You idiot... Don't you know that that pearl belongs to someone else? You can't just steal things like that." I hear the shopkeeper mutter, "What a selfish way for a witch to use magic." A man who I had spoken to before walks up to me. "So, you figured it out. The secret to magic lies within thought." I am then told about a secret order of magic users in a different dimension. The man tells me that I must go there to fulfill my destiny. *lapse in memory* I have been transported to the other dimension. Unfortunately, things aren't quite what I expected. (They rarely are.) I am kidnapped my the crazy matron of an orphanage and become little more than a slave. Poor little Ellie does something to piss off the matron, and she is forced into exile from the other kids. (I say "kids," but none of us are younger than 16 or 17.) She's not even allowed in the building; all she does is wander the grounds like a lost puppy. Alex, the leader of anything rebellious that goes on within the orphanage, sneaks Ellie into one of the courtyards and hides her. *lapse in memory* Alex and I are walking around; he's stirring up trouble, as always. We get caught by one of the guards (who is on our side, so its not like he really cares.) He asks us to help him with extermination. He wants us to help him kill the squirrels and cockroaches that keep getting in through the roof. Bashing squirrels over the head isn't going to help my bloodlust any, I think, But it sure sounds like fun.((Note: Tamora is very morbid.)) To my disappointment, we're supposed to use poison. Ugh, how boring... I sneak away, and while I am inside I hear strange noises. Sounds like Alex... Suddenly the power goes out. Great, what did he do this time? I find him on the roof, looking ecstatic. I can see immediately what he had done; Alex has the gift of absorbing electricity, and he used it to take all the power out of the school. (He had to plug himself into an outlet, though.) I laugh. "You're going to be in HUGE trouble when the matron finds out about this." "She can't stop me now! I have too much power!" I hear school security pulling up. "I'm getting out of here. I refuse to take the blame for you... again."
First I remember some dream fragments in which I was going somewhere by car. I stashed a cell phone which I had borrowed from a friend in the tailboard which was full of rust coloured muddy water. Upon arrival at my summer house in nydala my dad approached me and opened the tailboard. I realised how stupid it was of me to put the cell in the muddy water and I feared that it had broken. My dad agreed about my stupidity. After waking up by the alarm, I snoozed and fell asleep. Then I awoke again into sleep paralysis. While in that state I seemed to hear some noises at the outer door. It then felt as if I heard foot steps in my apartment. It was quite creepy and I tried really hard to turn to view the door but I couldn't. After 10-15 seconds if wore off and as expected, no one was in my apartment.
#937: Date: July 1st, 2010 Length: 4 minutes I'm on some kind of one-day trip to Britain, where I meet up with a friend for dinner. We end up in some kind of restaurant, with a couple of people he apparently knows. For some reason though, I leave the restaurant (with the intention of coming back in a bit), and head to some kind of airport. As I walk, I'm a bit confused as to this whole situation -- I vaguely recall arriving in the country, but seem to have absolute no plan as to how I'm going to get back home, or even where I'm going to sleep this night. I seem to have assumed that my friend would have planned everything out, and so I tell myself that I'll ask him what the plan is when I go back to the restaurant. First, though, I decide to exchange some of my US dollars for pounds. I go to some sort of change bureau, when I find my grandmother working, for no apparent reason. I go up to her, give her some of my money, and in exchange, instead of money, she gives me large pieces of paper, signed and with some monetary value written on them. I'm slightly suspicious of these, but I take them anyway. Don't recall much after that. Been thinking a bit about my dream signs lately. From my more recent dreams, a couple ideas have come up: - Darkness/night seems to quite frequent, maybe 50-60% of my dreams involve it. - Fear, pain, confusion, or some sort of danger are pretty frequent emotions too. - I'm very rarely alone in a dream -- usually accompanied by family or friends. - Water might also be a minor dream sign, it seems to show up occasionally.
02.07.2010Dream employees (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Third dream of the night. Went late to bed so only fragments. - I was outdoors. - I was taking about dreams. - I was researching with some people about who took care of our dreams. This was like there was an employee to manage the sound of the dream, other the imaginary, etc. We could locate this employees location at google maps.
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