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    1. In Soviet Russia, road fork you!

      by , 03-19-2011 at 11:41 PM
      I'm in a run-down apartment building. I'm walking past the rooms and checking them with caution. When i get to the end of the hallway, I look into the last room and notice it is positively disgusting. Suddenly, i'm in a helicopter with some Russian men. They are talking it up, and it appears they are friends. They talk to me and it seems i'm friends with them too. They all have guns, but i do not know if i do as well. All of a sudden, I'm on a street with no lights. I see a building up ahead that is brightly lit. I start to sprint towards it (I was being chased i think?) when i get to it, i go up some outside stairs. I look over the hand-rail to see a donkey LITERALLY raping a German Shepherd.
      I woke up after this. Pretty messed up :O
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      non-lucid
    2. pixie babies?!

      by , 03-19-2011 at 11:33 PM
      Here's last night's dreammmm

      nonlucid

      I was in a van with my dad and little sister. I was in the back. We were goin' on a trip. I don't know where. Suddenly I was at school. My dad said i'd only be there a little while. Then I left. I was in a purple tunnel like thing. In my arms was a little cute pixie animal cat thing that was apparently my baby. I cradled it and cooed. It flew up and got a little star and moon shaped thing. It absorbed them. It looked even cuter. Here, I'll describe it in full detail.
      It was really small, about 7 or so inches big. It looked like a grey kitten with aqua blue wings. They were transparent-ish and they looked like butterfly wings. It had greenish eyes.
      A woman in a Doctor outfit came over to me. She asked me something about how my baby was and where her daddy was. A guy appeared and hugged me, saying he was proud. I guess he was the dad. I don't remember what he looked like. I woke up then, super confused.
      (btw, I had a *flashback* in the dream and remembered me givin' birth to the kitten...)

      dream2: fragment
      I couldnt open my left eye. When I woke up, I was laying on the left side of my face.

      =D Baby pixie kittens are toooo cute!
      I've had another dream with the same kitten... *thinking face*
    3. Finally a recorded dream again

      by , 03-19-2011 at 11:15 PM (My DJ: Contains ham and turkey)
      Only one dream, but at least I got some recall back!

      The first thing I remember was using the computer. I downloaded and watched some kind of TV-show. I can't remember what it was about, but I remember I thought it was crappy. Somehow I got an idea from the show I think? The idea was that I was going to get some certain kind of rifle, but I can't remember any details. Before I went away to get the rifle, I was confronted by Sandra. She started talking to me and hugging me while talking with me about what I was going to do after getting the rifle, but again I can't remember any details. It seemed that I really needed that one rifle for something. After a while I started driving west from where I live, while listening to the radio, can't remember what music was on though. The last thing I remember was that the car ahead of me slowed down and I had to slow down ridiculously fast because I reacted a bit slowly. Then everything outside the car became blurry and then white, as if there was an extremely thick fog around the car. I thought that maybe the window was dirty and started trying to wipe it from the inside of the car.
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      non-lucid
    4. Dreamland: Olden Attic

      by , 03-19-2011 at 10:36 PM
      My house was a combination of my present home, my childhood home, and my Grandparents Victorian home. My GF was with me, and I got the impression other people were around the house but early in the dream I didn't see them. The visuals were vibrant and realistic.

      I asked my GF to wait for me in the attic for some reason. She had just taken a shower and agreed happily. I went into the bathroom after she got out, and I could hear her moving around the floor above me. (Hearing people through walls is a dream sign: Dream 005 & Blackbird Flying) I went down stairs, which led to a weird mix of my Grandparents Victorian and my childhood home. My Mom was down there in a ground level green sitting room. It had a small curtained window with blue dusk light spilling out around the edges of the curtain. She was day dreaming or deeply in thought. We had small talk for a while.

      I decided not to keep my GF waiting any longer, I entered my middle bedroom which actually exists in my present house. Inside the closet, there was an extremely old looking pull down latter. I climbed up the latter about 10ft into a small square attic with four shelves. On the shelves were lots of stuffed animals and books. I felt confused. I saw no where else to go. (Recall gets hazy.) From behind me someplace came a woman I took to be one of my cousins, but, never got a clear look at her and didn't recognize her. She pointed out a black and white brochure that recorded the history of one of my ancestors who's books were stored in this attic. There were many unusual sounding books (none of which I recall the exact name of). I remember thinking, a few of these books I would like to "check out" of this library. (Recall gets hazy.)

      After looking at the brochure, the space in the attic had opened up.
      There was a series of rooms situated on the beams in the attic precariously. None had walls, some "rooms" required a leap over weak "fall through" points between beams. There was a group of family members up there with me by this point. None who I recognized or recall clearly. I was fascinated by the familiar location , and the dangerous areas of the attic. (Recall gets hazy.) I looked out an attic window and the view was consistent with a view from the roof of my Grandparents Victorian home (which does have an attic). *I saw two brown hawks flying away. One of them was wearing a strange pendant. I was worried how I "lost" my girlfriend. I was still watching the Hawks fly away from an old looking house about attic height. I heard a voice attempting to reassure me:

      "Do not worry about her. Many of your family members were abducted from this attic, and returned." -I woke up.

      The attic dream location is olden. There is no accessible attic space in my present home, or any home I have lived in.

      I'm extremely happy to have logged current dreams that are consistent in ways with my dreams from over 10-years ago. I was wondering if a lot of our old dream themes get retired. Some of my dreams from the late 90's clearly featured elements from early childhood, but my recent dreams didn't seem too. The other problem was, when I did get the sense I had dreamed of an older theme, for some reason those dreams were more difficult to remember. I would recall only a vague impression of a distorted home.

      Likewise, part of my goals for mapping dreamland included using my home as a gateway to old dream locations and repressed dream memories. In 11-months of efforts, this dream is the first with vivid recollection of childhood dream archetypes. Although I've had dream fragments of secret passages and elevators leading to weird but familiar dream locations.

      (*) Birds flying is becoming a nightly dream sign. It's resulted in levels of lucidity in repeated dreams.

      Updated 03-20-2011 at 07:30 PM by 32174

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      non-lucid , side notes
    5. 03/19/11 Boyfriends, Dogs, Cats, and Pirates

      by , 03-19-2011 at 10:33 PM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Plans: Night Five of MILD, goal to meet up with MoSh in a dream and find Asuka because he hasn't seen her in a while and wants to be sure she is ok.

      Profoundly Inconsiderate
      I am in a house with my ex boyfriend, James. I am in the bedroom with him, we are sitting on the bed, though there is nothing intimate going on. We are watching television together, I don't remember what movie it was, just that it was a comedy. We are watching it, and there is a specific part where a man and a woman are interacting on the screen… I don't remember the exact details. What I do remember is that James makes some comment that I find exceedingly offensive. I look over at him, trying to determine what he is meaning by that comment… is he trying to make a joke? If so, epic fail. Is he being serious? If he is, he's being profoundly inconsiderate. I say he can't be serious, he says of course he is, then he says I actually take this negative trait further than the character on the television. So he obviously isn't joking. I am both hurt and mad, but more mad. I have a soda in my hand… a glass with ice and Coke… I throw the coke all over him. The classical 'throw a drink in his face' reaction. He is not happy with that, but I really don't care. I get up and walk out of the room. I'm looking for my keys to get out and leave…

      Dogs Having Kittens
      … I drive away from James' house, still mad. I decide I want to stop at a Circle K to get something to drink and perhaps eat. I park and walk inside, where I look around and buy a soda and something fattening. I walk out with a large Coke and a package of Hostess Zingers, chocolate of course. I see something strange outside. Some people are following a dog down the sidewalk. They are having problems holding a large number of puppies, tiny puppies. A woman asks if I can help them collect the puppies. It's Asuka! She says MoSh is over there gathering puppies, but there are so many of them. I go over to MoSh and I start picking up puppies. The strange thing is the dog is still in the process of having puppies.

      The dog will go a few feet, then drop out a puppy as easily as if the dog were taking a shit. The tiny puppy is wiggling on the ground when MoSh picks it up and carries it back towards the Circle K to put it in a box. I follow the dog now. The dog stops after about another ten feet and drops a puppy. I pick up the small dog. The mother continues, another five feet or so, drops a puppy. Another fifteen feet… the dog drops a puppy. I pick up the first of those two puppies. When I go to pick up the other puppy I discover it's a kitten. It doesn't even look like a newborn kitten…

      I am able to pick up one more puppy before I have to carry my armful of cute back to the box. I meet MoSh on the way back and I mention to him that the dog had a kitten! He looks at the kitten and says not to worry about it, there's at least one of those in every litter. A kitten in every litter of puppies?! He says of course, have I ever seen a litter of puppies without at least one kitten? I put the puppies in the box. Asuka says they are after puppies, so if I would like to keep the kitten, go ahead. The kitten is sooooo cute! I can't resist. I take the kitten back to my car…

      A Night on the Town With Jack Sparrow
      … For some reason I head back to James' place, I guess I'm no longer angry about his comment earlier. The fact is I don't even remember the comment at this point. Now I want to show him the kitten I just got. The kitten is very cooperatively sitting on my shoulder mewing. The only issue I have is that occasionally when the kitten seems to feel a bit insecure, I feel the claws dig into my shoulder a bit as the kitten tries to hold on. The kitten lets go quickly and licks my ear as of to apologize for the claws. I get to James' place and I let myself in. I don't really notice anything strange when I see Captain Jack Sparrow from the Pirates of the Caribbean series kicked back on James' couch indulging in a bottle of rum. What I do notice is that Jack seems to be wearing one of James' nicest suits, I know for a fact it is the best one James has and cost quite a lot to purchase. I wonder why Jack is wearing it. When I ask him, he says I am being too uptight and I need to get out and have some fun. He drains the last of his rum from the bottle, peers into the mouth of the bottle, then holds it upside down over his mouth to be sure he has drained the last couple drops. He announces the rum is gone and we should go fix that. I tell him I don't want rum… he says I may not want rum, but I clearly need rum. I end up following Jack outside, and we go to a bar down the street where he orders rum. I tell the bar tender that I want mine to be a Coke and rum. The kitten is still on my shoulder. Jack is getting very exuberant. Very active. I see that the suite he borrowed from James is getting seriously trashed. I wonder how James will take that… and I realize I don't care.
    6. GATHERING AT BARA’S HOUSE & CAMP FLOOD

      by , 03-19-2011 at 10:21 PM (Tomas's DJ - "Exploration of the inner Self")
      *I am at Bara’s garden, where all the little trees are. It is summer time. She is there. I look at her and I feel like I want to have sex with her, but I don’t want to tell her, because I don’t know if she is still with the guy called “Banana”. I haven’t seen her for long so I lost the track. We walk around the garden and it looks that we are alone there. I keep following her and I don’t like it much. I notice that she dries photos in the garden. Then I see her sister in the distance, where the drive way is, but she doesn’t look the same. She is blond. Then I hear some voice, so I turn around and there is Banana. He kisses Bara. I feel a bit angry as it means that they are still together. I think I am helping them in the garden with something. Then we go upstairs to her room, but I don’t stay long and go downstairs again. I see that in the corridor is an old fashion bathroom. I look in the sink and there is “solvina”. But then I notice its all over the sink. There is a kind of bowl made of solivna on the side of the sink with a soup put in it. I wonder what Jirina and Emil haven’t done something about it as they usually pick on anything possible.
      I see people gathering there. Different people that I don’t know, but I can recognize the band Cechomor, or at least I believe it’s them. Then I notice a man sitting in the bathroom, he looks little bit like Slavek Janousek. His hair is a bit funny. I try to remember his name, but cannot. It reminds me of the music that the Cechomor violinist plays in the lift in Rok Dabla movie. I really like the music. So I ask him and humm the music. He is very excited and says “yea its me, its me”. Then I go outside and see even more people gathering. Then Bara stops me and says that she is expecting some delivery. It is supposed to be some marble blocks and some wood for her new terrace or garden house or so. She describes in good details how its going to look, but uses terms that I don’t know, so I cant really understand. Then it flashes through my head, how advanced everyone is in terms of family and settling down. They are already building houses, planning kids and so on. An important though that went through my head was this – when I wash my hands with “solvina” the sink keeps blocking up, then I hear Barbara and Banan talking together somewhere on the stairs and I think that they talk about me. So I try to unblock the sink quickly, because if they walked in to the bathroom, they would know that I heard what they were talking about me. But most importantly, as I wash my hands, I think about Bara, what a great girl it is as she has the creative drive and certain ease. Then a thought of Serendipity goes through my head… and I am reflecting with Melissa.
      **I am in some kind of camp. I do not recognize the are, its just somewhere in a valley in the middle of a forest. For some reason I know that the next evening people give presents to each other. It is not Christmas though. I know I haven’t brought anything to anyone so I try to put some things together at the last moment. Then I am queuing up for some fast food sold at a stool. I think it’s a hotdog or something similar to it. They sell small and large ones. Marek is there with me and I joke with him that he buys the small one and he sais “mind your own business”.
      ***Then there is a time jump. Everything is under water. The whole camp. I can only see some walls sticking up the water. I see some drowned people around. I am running around trying to find some door to let the water out, but then the water starts to fall down. Most of the people survived but what surprises me is that everyone takes it fairly easily.
    7. The giant red ants, and the tick tak toe, soap, and marbel dream. (Mostly bits and pieces)

      by , 03-19-2011 at 09:36 PM
      I'm in the backyard of my house when I feel these bites on my feet and anckles. I start running inside when I look down and see I'm being atttacked by these giant red ants, these guys were massive (as far as ants go). I run inside my house and call for my little dogies to come in.
      They all run in when I notcie my smallest dog Cooper has a giant red ant on his chest biting him. I pick him up and rip the ant off him, the ant had a good bite so when I ripped it (if it was in real life) probably would have taken some flesh with it.
      We all are in the house, so I shut the door, everything befroe and after that is hazy and mostly forgotten.

      (New dream)
      I'm at my old elementary school and I seem to be about 8 - 11 years old, I'm also with some old girls I went to school with.
      We all seem to be playing tick tak toe, but the way they made the "board" was extremely weird. There were tons of boxes to mark instead of the normal 9 boxes there were about 27.
      It was raining at this time so when we tried to make the "board" with chalk it just washed away, but we played with it anyway.
      I was just trying to impress the girls not so much play the game. After we play we have to clean up, it's night time by now and instead of chalk we found tons and tons of marbles. We don't clean up the marbles but as we look around I hear this narrator of the teacher who was watching over us as we play say something like
      "When we stopped to look I could see the damage we had done". Then as we look around to clean up I could see what she meant, there was tons of soap all over the trees whch I suppose would kil them.
      So As the rain started to get worse the girls took shelter as I ran around (trying to impress them) getting the soap off the trees.
      There was to much for me to get though.
      After all this the dream gets hazy.
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    8. dreams

      by , 03-19-2011 at 08:49 PM (MoSh's DJ: The Best Dream Journal in The Universe.)
      weird dream

      at first I remember being with some friends and going into a house, but I forget what I did in there. I think I was watching a movie about the end of the world. I saw all these mini asteroids hitting the north american Continent.

      Next I was walking into some sort of Trench at night time, I saw James hetfield from metallica staring at me... I walked along the trench and wound up at some town house place at night time. I went through a tunnel and Saw Maynard James Keenan from the band Tool. He noticed me following him and gave me a creepy look.


      Next I was on some street and looked in a mirror. I noticed I was wearing a girlish wig, my face was all done up like a girls. My lips were so round... i literally was attracted to myself. It was weird and then I woke up.

      Breakin the Law

      I was on some couch and some people came to arrest me with a strange warrant. They said I was a law breaker. i looked at their warrant and said "But I didn't break any of those laws...."

      333

      for some reason my guides flashed me the number 333. I'll take it as a sign that I'm on the right track.
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    9. Unfullfilled Wishes

      by , 03-19-2011 at 07:55 PM
      I went to someone's house and knocked on the door. I had gone there to talk to him about something that was really important. He wasn't home and just as I was about to go he pulled up in his rust colored Hyundai. We said hello to each other and I went inside with my laptop. Shortly thereafter some people I knew from SF and SD showed up. It was Z, J, FC, LND, LK, and T. "Hey D! Long time no see How've you been?" They'd told me that they'd be there for just a few minutes, and for whatever reason I stayed outside. Maybe I had to do something? After what seemed like forever they left and some new people whom I hadn't seen in FOREVER, including someone from high school named MP and BB came and both were like "I'm going to be here for about an hour and a half" His friend, BB, said the same. I told D I'd like to get my laptop. And after I retrieved it he was like "I'm really sorry you couldn't stay. Really I am!" However, his eyes were sparkling, and he had a smirk on his face. I left the place, defeated and unfulfilled.

      Updated 03-19-2011 at 07:59 PM by 41283

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      dream fragment , non-lucid
    10. fragment

      by , 03-19-2011 at 07:29 PM
      I'm helping a friend search for a young woman who has gone missing. We talk to several people who knew her, but get no leads. One of the people we interview makes us French toast.
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      non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. Fragments.

      by , 03-19-2011 at 06:23 PM
      I'm dreaming about the ocean, and I'm on a shore at nighttime with others across the beach. I have flat surfboard and I keep riding out on it a few feet into the water but as soon as i cant see the water beneath me i go back to the sand. I keep repeating this. I see LAbrsh surfing and trying to be cool. There's a random girl a few feet next to me. I get a text, it's from a number I don't recognize telling me "megan fay is murder" which was mistyped. I wait to authorize if this person meant 'fox' so I ask but before I can get a reply Labrsh pulls out his phone and says it. The girl me and him don't believe it and turn to our left and tell a group of people. There in college it seems. We ask for a tv in some dorms. Across the shoreline down west of the beach are dorms that spread down. one guy says yes and we race down the shore and inside a dorm. Labrsh says dont follow me and i say im not im just running beside. we get in and we immediately see a large glass window, like looking into a store window full of tvs and it's true. Megan Fox was murdered in her room and before she was she made a tape. In this tape she is making flowers with cake icing on something and shes saying shes sorry to movie producers and friends that she has to miss filiming to mourn for her passed father or something.
      i leave back to the beach but first i cant find my way. i bump into someone im arguing my point against that megan fox is similar to marilyn monroe. but she disagrees. when i get to the beach, there are a bunch of people fucking and i fuck a college chick and then people start getting mad after i pull out, and we appear walking into a building, and into a gym where all the girls are dressed now stretching in a circle, and the boys are on the side about to run. i quick get dressed so i can run too.

      Earlier dream:

      I'm in New York with Laura. I don't remember how we got there - by train I think. My house is still in NY, but it's really different. We go outside and there are some kids with posters and Matt Brst is there, it's for the boxer rebellion thing i got in the email. Theyre going to set the flyers up all around town and this makes me mad because i want to beat them at it. At some point me and laura are in my kitchen snuggling and talking. then im back in milwaukee trying to print those flyers so i can go back to NY and beat them, but i keep running into problems and wake up.

      I see my grandpa in my dream. We go to their apartment, and he's still alive. He looks youthful and young. I get the vibe that they think we don't want to be there and that we don't like coming to see them. My mom has brought cookies, and I give them to grandpa. I turn around to walk back to sit down somewhere and i say "theyre chocolate chip" but he yells at me and says "these arent chocolate chip these are .." and i cant remember what they said. it was like oatmeal nut or something. But then i play it off like i knew that and the chocolate chip cookies appear next to them. My mom and them are talking about the importance of god and the bible, but my grandpa doesnt say anything about it. There is a loud meowing and I go open the door, which leads to a mirror image of their balcony, and it is raining and the cat looks like JWB but someone tells me its a neighbors cat. I let it in and it runs over the the windowpane of the real balcony but it doesnt get out and runs back to the other one and falls down the balcony to another floor. but its okay and keeps meowing. All I keep thinking is how much that cat must hate the rain.

      Updated 03-19-2011 at 06:27 PM by 33921

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    12. 19/03/11 - Killing zombies and abusing power

      by , 03-19-2011 at 06:21 PM (Nom nom nom, Mmmattelicious...)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Good morning! Didn't have any intentions last night, and I was out clubbing. The alcohol should have made me dream less but I had a few cool dreams. My head hurt this morning so I couldn't be arsed to remember more than two.

      03.30: Sleep

      13.00: Killing time
      I'm standing infront of three containers at work. Behind them up on a hill I can see movement. "Oh shit, here they come" I say to my two friends. We're survivors in a zombie-infested world. I grab a metallic pike and a small axe and start walking towards the howling zombies. Just as they reach us, they stop and become slow. I hack away with my axe, splitting skulls all around me. All zombies are killed and we get a few seconds to breathe. I spot more movement up the hill and this level is going to be harder. They run down the hill and this time they don't stop. I sink my axe into the head of a woman with only one eye, a cyclops. I remember her from the previous wave. A guy in an orange shirt attacks me. I hack at him but he gets near me and we both fall to the ground. I kick him off of me and kill him.

      13.00: Power DILD
      I'm driving a car towards two enormous hotels which has windows everywhere. I'm pissed off at the rich people living in there and I intend to wreak some havoc. I reach one of them and get in. I kick a door in and a rich guy collapses, I grab him and throw him into the hallway. I realise I'm dreaming. I grab the man by the throat and hold him up against the wall, his feet kicking beneath him. "I'm in total control over you. Do you realise how much power I have?" I ask and throw him down the hall. He gets up and tries to run but I quickly grab him with telekinesis and hold him against the wall again. I walk past him and rub my hand against the wall to stabilize. I get the most brilliant idea EVER! I feel like experimenting with thinking about my sleeping body. The entire dream starts to collapse right away. I quickly rub both my hands against the wall and manage to keep it stable for a few seconds before I get a FA.


      13.00: Wake up

      Amount of sleep: 9˝ hours

      Supplements: Way too much alcohol


      That's it!

      Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!
    13. Library and stuff

      by , 03-19-2011 at 06:20 PM (My Second Life)
      I was with a blonde haired kid I've never met before. We were being chase by atleast 10 other men
      so we jumped into the first building that was close to us. While inside we're jumping over tables.
      I see students everywhere sitting reading their books and focusing on studying. Finally we sit down and
      Blondy is literally putting his face into a book so no one sees him. We hear yelling and shouting from the
      men who were chasing us. Everyone in the library instantly starts shushing them louder and louder till there
      was no sign of them anywhere. All of a sudden there was someone at the front of the building with a
      Microphone. He beings to sing and i notice he's using Autotune and it makes me smile, i get up and talk to the
      librarian so he doesn't get booted out. Right as I sit down he dedicates this next song to a certain girl. She tries to
      stop him by saying something but I interupt her by saying "Ya, ya, lets hear the song ". As he's doing his thing
      All i can think is i wish i could go up and show how good i am.

      Shortly after im at a club and we're now leaving, couple of old friends are there asking if i took it, I reach into my
      pocket and see i have an Extasy pill. I told them im not going to do this, and a girl i was with said she'd do it. As we get just outside the door i turn to her and say well if u take this then i dont think its in our best interest if we date. I hand the dime bag to her and the bouncer is looking at me. I awoke right after.
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    14. Fantasy Mechanisms

      by , 03-19-2011 at 06:01 PM (Raspberry's Second Life)
      Awake Non-Lucid

      It's one of those times, where I feel as though I'm in a completely different world. I feel as though I'm in a fantasy book.

      There was hills in front of me. I know that I have a power, some sort of magic. I see a girl up ahead. I have feeling that she has written, created, this power. What is this?

      I walk up to her, and ask her about it. She tries to explain it to me. She mentions a war, and that some people don't like this power. I get confused.

      "I still don't understand what I can do, or what this means." I say. She doesn't reply, looking a little hopeless.

      [Dreamskip] I'm in a supermarket. The power, or energy in me, is still there. I still don't understand what it is, does, or how to use it.

      I have an impulse to go to the bread aisle. I feel as though someone is watching or guiding me. I walk along, for some reason I try not to think about the power.

      There's that girl again. She's small, with short dark hair. I'm about to ask her more questions, when everyone stops. Everyone stares at me.

      "Run!" I hear.

      These are the people who don't like the power. Everyone's attention is on me. They hiss, looking animalistic. I start running, dodging through aisles and eventually through streets and walls.

      [Dreamskip] I'm now at school. I pulls my hood up, covering my face. These people don't like the power. They kill people with the power. I walk quickly towards the door, but I'm on the third floor.

      As soon as I think about it, everyone stops and glares at me, looking bloodthirdsty and murderous. In my head, I see a vivid visualisation of a giant blue eye on the wall, staring at me. This is the thing that controls the people.

      Before I think about it, I run as fast as I can down the stairs. I run into the quad, but they're advancing on me. I instinctively run up the side of a wall, knowing that the power allows me to do so.

      [Dreamskip] I see a map. It's set in blocks, each block a different colour of each part of the building. It looks like a giant maze. There's someone with me, but I don't see his face clearly. He whispers in my ear that they are still searching for us, and that we should avoid thinking of the power within the building, and get through it as fast as possible.

      So I open the door, and head into the maze. The first door shows an old woman, rocking in a chair, glaring at us. I say nothing, and offer no explanation, but simply go to the door in the room, and open it into another.

      I don't know how many doors I open and rooms I go into. But I see different things and people in each. Some are blank, some are disturbing. I start to feel scared when in one room, there is a girl crying in a corner. In the last, there is a dead black dog.

      I go to the dog, dispite the warning of my companion
      (I now realise that this was Asher. I couldn't see him, but I could feel him if that makes sense.) I slowly stroke the fur around the dogs ears, feeling terribly sad. My companion kneels down beside me, and puts his arm around my shoulders comfortingly. I roll the dog over to see that it has a zip going down it's chest, down it's stomach and to its tail.

      The zip is open, showing its organs and inside. I try to zip it back up, but the zip gets stuck. I get angry and frustrated, tugging and the zip harder and starting to cry when it doesn't go any furthur. I don't want to run, or hide, and I don't want this evil feeling around me.

      The guy grabs my hands and prys them off of the dog, slowly lifting me to my feet, keeping a hold of me to stop me falling over.


      Then I woke up.

      I've noticed that my dreams have more reacurring dream signs. But they're not mundane signs such as water or buildings. I dream of Asher, Katie, occasionally Skylar. The old hag/woman. The giant eye that watches me. Some sort of power is usually associated.

      It's like a puzzle I feel I have to solve.
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      non-lucid , memorable
    15. Nap fragments

      by , 03-19-2011 at 05:27 PM (Just Another Dream Journal)
      Went back to bed at 10AM, slept till noon.

      I remember dreaming about my birds. I was cleaning their cage and adding things to it, like a fan on the bottom. My birds were on the floor, and they walked to a blanket that was draped on the floor. Then my kids came into my room and left the bathroom door open. Scroungie came in but I forgot about the cat for a moment and when I remembered I freaked out, looking for him. I finally found the cat, hidden under the blanket as well. The birds were fine.
      I went to put my cockateils back in their cage, but it fell apart.

      >>I had that dream because I cleaned out my birds cage last night before bed. I changed the location of a shelf/box on my wall outside the cage but Vlashki (the male) doesn't seem to like the change.

      I dreamed something about walking, about going to some class and walking from WV to California in 3 weeks. There was something about a killer, but I've forgotten.
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