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Dream #1

I was at a table with an old friend. The table may have been wide. Possibly we were each actually sitting at two round tables. I was showing my friend some drawings. One of the drawings was of a tyrannosaurus being attacked from all around by a bunch of smaller dinosaurs, like velociraptors.

For some reason, I felt like I had unconsciously taken elements from a story my friend had written and put them into my drawing. I tried to explain to myself how I hadn't done that, and how my drawings were original.

My friend and I, still sitting at the table(s), were now at the back end of some audience watching a performance at some bandshell. It was night. My friend began telling me about a series of lectures. There were apparently ten lectures. They all had to do with the monolith (like from 2001). Each lecture took place in some different level of some location.

I saw the program for the lectures. Each lecture had its own page-long description. Each page was made to look like a blue night sky full of stars.

My friend tried to explain to me where the lectures were located. It was somewhere in New York City that I should have been pretty familiar with. I said the name of some place out loud. My friend looked at me, disappointed that my knowledge was so lacking regarding New York City that I would think that was the location he'd meant.

Dream #2

A narrator spoke about some secret test performed by the military. A view showed a group of people like zoo workers releasing a rhinoceros into a lake in some kind of dusty, deserty area in the wild.

The rhinoceros walked out into the lake and began swimming. Once the rhinoceros was at a certain distance, one of the zoo workers shot something at it, right at the bridge of its nose. The narrator explained that this was a radioactive bullet that would penetrate the rhinoceros' brain.

The rhinoceros now looked more like a hippopotamus. The place where the bullet had entered didn't even have a scar. It was like the bullet had been extra small. But the hippo was already beginning to feel the effects of the radiation. It was getting incredibly angry. It started roaring and snorting.

As the hippo swam to shore, the narrator explained that the radiation was already beginning to eat away at the "rhinoceros'" brain tissue, making it uncomfortable and uncontrollably aggressive.

The hippo was now ashore. But it was now a gorilla. It lay on its back, roaring in anger and writhing. The narrator explained that now the "rhinoceros" was completely paralyzed. But the decay process in its brain would now slow down a lot. The rhinoceros would lay there paralyzed and decaying for forty days before it would finally die.

Dream #3

I was watching some Melissa Etheridge video that was apparently from the 1980s. The song was a kind of post-war style song in a 1980s style. The video was very stagey, with a pinkish orange backdrop, before which different thin elements would shift back and forth, depicting scenes such as the home, the office, and driving.

The song and video all related to different girls Melissa Etheridge had been in relationships with. One scene showed Ethedridge at a computer (which may have been on the hood of a 1950s car) while a really pretty office girl fawned over her. But then a really pretty black girl came up and started kissing Etheridge. Etheridge and the black girl walked away. The office girl looked heartbroken.

In another scene, the office girl was leaning over the hood of a 1950s style car. A few other pretty girls were by this car and another car. Etheridge walked into the scene. All the girls were vying for Etheridge's love, but it was somehow implied that Etheridge wouldfall in love with the office girl.

First dream - Friend Jon gets new girlfriend, and I question how he can do that as he is already going after a girl in real life, but I don't realize I'm dreaming.

Second dream - Man is chasing me through a building while I jump crazily through sets of stairs and other obstacles.

Two-two scratches at the door. The sliding glass door. I let him in. I am so happy and shocked. No one else seems to want to give this miraculous event any attention. Am I lucid? I pick him up and give him all of my love. He seems disturbed, not himself. As I type this I am reminded of Buffy's second coming (laugh out loud). He is in pain. I now notice a large hole on the right lower side of his tummy. Holding him, cradling him in my arms, I turn to my family for some help or advice. Something! They all look down, shaking heads nay. They tell me that he may be alive and that there may be hope, but it is not “RIGHT”. They gave me the feeling that helping save Two-two was immoral or corrupt. I turn to Brian, the same reaction from him. A sad, firm, absolute; NO. I am so distraught, lost, speechless. I've snapped. I'm yelling and screaming and raising hell. My heart is broken.

Note: My beloved companion Two-two, a chihuahua/poodle was defeated in battle with two male coyotes a few months ago. His passing was hard but he died a warrior.

Papa and I sit and compare how different the new and old Windows operating systems are. Figure-20 He shows me the position of the old delete key compared to the new one. He seems very amused by this.

Maya and I are in a house. Mom. This house is long and narrow. There is a yellow white lighting to the place like there are a lot of lamps overhead and about. It is crowded and cluttered. We are playing a game. I cannot recall how we entered the game but there is a dark, authoritative figure present and the game begins. We are chased and harassed by two huge dogs. Like pit bull, greyhound, wolf hybrids. They have snarling teeth and dirty mugs. We are scratched and bitten but never mortally or even severely wounded. I spot a large stuffy sofa below and open window. I look to a bite/scratch on my finger and see it bloody and bubbling with pus. Out the window is another row type house and and average neighborhood. Now I am lucidly aware that this is very much got the feel of my birth house on Alberta. We jump out the window onto the stuffy chair.

I stayed too busy yesterday and never did get back to explaining the dream keywords.

I went to sleep, last night, right before midnight and woke several times throughout the night. It's now 5AM and I'm up.
I had at least 3 bought of SP and False Awakenings last n

**EDIT**okay... what happened to my post.

I left to eat a honey bun before the fruit flies thawed and when I came back half of my post was missing?
I had no memorable dreams but the FW (or is it FA) drove me insane.
I kept "waking up" in my bed, with a severe sense of evil in the room. I'd look around and try to focus on my birds, but their cage was in the wrong spot and I'd eventually fall back to sleep. This happened, it seemed, about 3 times in a row. I wanted to turn on my light but I was too scared to leave my bed even though the light switch is only about 4 steps away.
At some point, I did wake up and turn on the light, but I went right back to bed and to sleep.

I remembered a little of my dreams when I first woke, but this war I'm waging against these fruit flies has made me forget. I have no idea where the buggers are nesting. I sleep with the AC blasting at 72 and on High but when I wake up, the temp quickly rises to around 80. The buggers are inactive at 72 which I love, but I freeze at that temp during waking hours.

I am at work. In a cubicle or cash register. Either way, I feel I am in a smaller space within a much larger space at my place of work. Mandy S. is my coworker and there are other employees around maybe two or three. I am being honored in some way by higher management but I get a feeling of jealousy or envy somewhere in Figure-19 the group of four or five. Not necessarily from Mandy S. I am very feminine in this dream. A heart breaker and I wear a lot of make up. Eyelashes are particularly emphasized as I recall. I sense something taboo happening concerning a bathrobe and possibly my dream ego. Outside of this work place seems to be the base of Mt.Ka. A facility wraps around that is our work place. There is a mound that we sit on. I cannot recall if this was a sort of break time or an evacuation, but we sit on the hill. Ryland B. is here. He is not happy. He is very aggravated and I think it has very much to do with me and my opinion of an outcome. We sit below the cracked mountain that appears so often to my dream ego, Mt.Ka, on a grassy mound outside of our place of work as it begins to rain black tar. There is no instant fear or panic but I sense that we all got up and fled to one of two doors equally far apart. I do not believe I was able to get inside the large gray door. Nor did I try the other door. What takes place after that I cannot recall.

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Note: My father passed away about a year and a half ago.

Driving past I could see a great tall mountain. The mountain opens up and there are many hovering, flying crafts in it. More were coming. A great crowd of people were at the base of the mountain. I know my feeling were that of panic and an “end” of something. We continue driving home. In the house with a hidden room, my immediate family is present. My mother and Maya are in the long Figure-11Figure-12 living room . My dad and I travel up the steps. I realize that my room in the house is up one level from the way I had originally recalled. My dad and I want to be in a position to view the “Event” that was the “end” or the “beginning”. My dad stopped to go into the room that is below my own. I told him he didn't have to stay there, he could see better from my room. As I focused on the room in front of me, the room he chose, I see that it is perfect for him, much better suited and the bed is large and comfortable. I knew he would be happier in this room. So I continued to my room to view the “Event” from my window.

I am at work and Kendall S. is there. I get into the golf cart and as I go to my task, a baby ion runs in front of my path. I stop and am frightened at first but soon realize it means no harm. It's mother appears. Later a medium-sized elephant stares me down from behind a madrone tree. (This is in the dream-scape that has one large room for us all to sleep in. Where we move the beds around.) Figure-2As I go back to the main property I realize I've gone too far and instead of turning around I just go the long way. I cross the fence and come upon the parking lot that surrounds a great hall/convention center. I turn right to continue my loop but I see a busy road I must cross and I don't feel confident doing so in a golf cart. I turn back and meet another busy street, so I head north. Driving north I am a man and there is a woman I know in the passengers seat. She loves speed and thrills. We start to go very fast and I see her suspended body in the rear view mirror as if I Figure-3am driving a limo. As we hit bumps her body seems to suspend in zero gravity. We are going very fast, now in the golf cart, and we crash. I am not hurt nor did I fear being hurt, but I do fear she has been obliterated. Even in the toss and roll of the crash she is fine. I warn her of the dangers of speed.

I'm in the living room of our first house on twenty-sixth and Alberta in Portland, Oregon. I'm not sure of my age but I can see my skinny little girl legs dangling down from my dad's lap. So I figure I'm three or four. We're in his light blue reclining chair. The sun sheds light on the chair and on me and on dad. I feel safe. Then it is dark. Not completely dark but the dark of a dense cloud covering sun. I am in the lap of Beetleguise. His black and white striped pants in place of my dad's blue jeans.

I had a LD again, but lost lucidity halfway through the dream.

I am at a house in my old neighborhood, my mother wakes me up by phone. She asks something like "did you have breakfast today at school?" I think a bit and notice that it is 13 o'clock and I should be at school right now. I say that I am not at school, and my mother gets upset and says "no wonder your brother hadn't have lunch either, go to school right now!" I leave the house, and see my mother coming at me.
I realize that I am dreaming. My mother senses this somehow and says "I don't care that you are dream-" I interrupt her and say that it doesn't matter, it is only a dream. I wander around my old neighborhood with her, dark clouds are covering the sky, and it is raining. I see a truck, and try to shoot him with energy, but I notice my doubt in the attempt and fail. Next I see a military truck, and I try something different. I point at it with my hands, making a soundeffect, and wait for the result. After a while the truck stops, making a sound because the motor died.
I end up at school anyway and buy a sausage. I am somehow tired and show it off. My mother is there too, and soon my brother arrives with CM. They buy sausage too, and are talking about something. I clearly remember the phrase "Since HM died...". But then I start thinking about Go (boardgame), and the sequence of moves goes in my head on its own, like it always does.
I am lying in bed and thinking about Go, noticing that I am dreaming no longer. My brother mentioned only the letters H and M, no real name. I am wondering if this is meaning something, although I cannot find a person I know with the initials HM no matter how hard I think about it.

nother weird dream i had

Entrance to a new world

The sound of death. Your insides clench as your lungs try and produce and last breath of air left in them. You are almost litterally frozen to a point where you can’t feel the coldness anymore. Unfortunatley you never reach this point. Your cold dark, and most of all alone. Nothing from your old world mattters any more. Who you were their has no meaning to who you are now. Your alone You become engulfed in a sea of darkness as you feel your bones shake and your eyes widen. The feeling of millions of tiny needles poking your skin trying to tatoo you. You are unsure if you even have a body anymore, you are left alone with your thoughts. As you sink deeper and deeper into pitch black darkness, you begin gasping for air. Your eyeballs feel as if their ready to pop out, your spirit, aganoy tatooed all over it. You are sure your dead now, sure u have drowned because you feel a warmth. I feeling of hope. As this warm feeling grows onto you, you don’t carre that your still in pitch black darkness and alone, you focus on th warmth. Then you notice a change, you now feel slightley warmer. Minutes go by, and now you are breaking a sweat. Your heart begins to race, that feeling of warmth has now turned into a feeling of anxietey and panick. As you sweat more and more you begin to feel hotter and hotter. You sink deeper and grow hotter and hotter, until swear is pouring out of your spirit. You begin to gasp for air as you stare into the red and yellow glow of the fire, and breathe in the repulsive smell of burning flesh. Your skin feels as if it is being ripped off of you by hooks. Your eyeballs have never been so dry in their life as you burn, slowley, falling, driifting, Deeper, dirtier, into, a dark, dark, solitary, pit. The last thought that goes through your head is, “I am Dead,”

Type: Action/Strategi/Non-lucid
Vividnes: Long
Dreamrecall: Fragments

Notes: "Björklinge" is a city 10 kilometers away from my village.
I am not sure how the dream started.
Yes i did dream this.


I am a General in a battle. I check my map to see the enemies position. I notice that the green dots are the enemy, and that they are advancing on our left flank. I jump in my car wich kinda looks like this:

My driver drives me to the front, so i can see how it's like there (the terrain.) The enemy starts to attack the HQ, and I can see how our flag slowley goes down(like in battlefield 2.) We get's reinforcement, and starts to drive the soldiers of "Björklinge" back to where they belong . MY drive starts to chase a motorcykel from the enemy team, and starts shooting at him. The motorcykel starts to hide behind a hill, so we can't find him for a while. Later on we finds him because i used something called "chakra" to find his energy :O

The only thing that i remember after that is that we burned down "Björklinge".

I wake up, a bit confused, and starts to write this dream down in my DJ.

I was living in Sydney, and was trying to look up an old partner as we lost contact for a few years. I was with friends (that I don’t know who they are lol not friends of mine at this present time) we were at a court house for some reason because he were due to attend a hearing on custodial issues, he seen me sitting in the gallery and we arranged to meet for drinks after the session, anyway then I went to my apartment and was getting ready to go and meet up and my friends were trying to talk me out of it saying that so many years have past there is most probly nothing between us now and I should just not go to meeting. Like I said really weird I woke up as I was sitting on his couch and we were talking about what we have both done in the years that have passed since we last communicated with one another.

Non Lucid
Lucid

It starts off in one of the classrooms in my school, everyone seems to be reading manga in a really big Ipad. After that they dissapear

I suddenly see myself at my friends house, his father seems badly bruised but of course i dont ask him how ('cause i still didnt realise it was a dream) anyway he teaching me how to use some bow, then i turn lucid. I start shooting everyone around me after that i woke up