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    1. Wind of Eternity

      by , 04-19-2011 at 11:21 PM (Zukin's Dream Journal! <3)
      Something caused me to become lucid. It was really dark though. I wanted to be able to see...

      I teleported myself out of darkness and arrived at the peak of a mountain. I wondered what I could do here. I wanted to get myself involved in something, so I decided to find a yeti.

      I flew up near the clouds and searched for a yeti. I found one quick enough, and flew back down.

      I lost sight of the yeti as I flew down, so I just decided to sit on the top of the mountain peak and think of something else. I knew that there was something I had to do, I just really couldn't think of it right now. The view here was amazing.

      On a rock next to me there was four small little insects. They looked like tiny scorpions. I watched them skitter around on the rock.

      A strong wind suddenly picked up, blowing away the tiny scorpion insects. The gust of air carried flower petals along with it. I followed the flower petals that rode with the wind.

      I traveled with the gust and the flowers down the mountain. This divine wind lead to a temple hidden in the valley. The view of the temple was astounding - so much so that upon seeing it I lost most of my lucidity.



      The inside architecture of the temple looked similar to that. Instead of having "square" frames, they were all arches.

      There was a small contained river running through where the floor would be in the above picture. The river was held by marble. I looked down into the small river, and noticed that there were many, many flower petals floating in it.

      There was a swinging bridge connecting one side of the temple to the other from across the small river. The swinging bridge was made out of vines and flowers. The temple was just insanely beautiful. It seemed as if divine light was shining through the archways.

      It was evident that I had lost the majority of my lucidity when I got out a sketch book so that I could sketch this view of the temple. I wanted a great picture of it so I could post it on DV when I woke up.
      Categories
      lucid
    2. Another Beach with my Dad and Tidal Waves

      by , 04-19-2011 at 11:03 PM
      WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
      BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


      *This is a very rough draft*


      Waves and Child

      in the ocean, swimming around for a while
      a ways out from shore
      looking below, at the sea floor
      Then after a time, I head back toward shore

      Jen’s (high school friend) old car in the ocean closer to shore
      I got in
      a large wave hit it
      Jen came
      she was upset

      I went back to shore, the waves getting higher
      a child there too
      with me
      standing in the water together
      i feel protective
      of the child

      the child says they
      (boy or girl?) see an octopus wrapping around my foot?
      I get scared though I love octopi
      think I see it a ways off under the water
      I walk fearfully out of the water
      the waves getting larger
      I'm wondering how large they’ll get

      (Often in my dreams the tidal waves grow to become inescapably vast)

      the child and I go to higher ground
      watch the waves
      getting higher
      splashing past where we’d been


      going to even higher ground
      my dad is there with us
      a beautiful, panoramic view of the ocean from where we are
      we are atop maybe a 300 foot cliff
      houses below closer to the beach
      water rushing past them in a thin sheet, curving and splashing up the cliff far below us in a big sheet that splashes at its far reaches
      my dad is concerned about the waves, scared and determined to do things he knows he has to do about the waves, to help other people
      I think he leaves us

      Updated 04-20-2011 at 01:11 AM by 44605

      Categories
      memorable , dream fragment , non-lucid
    3. Dreams of 4/19/11

      by , 04-19-2011 at 10:41 PM (Pusing Boundaries)
      This is my first entry and i just want to say that ive had many crazy lucid dreams and i never really wrote them down but this will bring an end to all that.

      I started out by trying to do a WILD but got frustrated and knocked out. I ended up having vivid normal dreams and at a point i became lucid for a short amount of time.

      Over Drafting in my dreams too!!

      I remeber being in a house with my sister during some party she was
      having.. there was food n junk food all over the house. We had gone
      shopping earlier and we got a lot of junk food and the total was like
      300 . Her husband suggested that I help pay for the food, I said sure
      and. Was planing to pay 60 because I only had 150 in my pocket. Next
      thing I know we r in the car going home and then we are at her house
      and the party is almost over. I go up to her with the 60 and she says
      its cool I payed half of it with your debt card. I was stunned because
      I didn't have money in the bank because I took it out and she said she
      would write me a check so. I wouldn't over draft

      I own at Call of Duty

      The next thing I remember was running around shooting people. Well it
      was like I was in a free for all in call of duty. I had a sniper and I
      was killing people left and right. Sometimes id shoot them but id
      miss. I was tied for first place with 48 kills and I needed a few more
      to seal the deal. But I couldn't get that last kill and ended up third
      place. Next thing I know

      Arms Deal gone wrong

      I was in a truck with some people driving towards another truck. Well
      I think I was just a point of consciousness witnessing the events.
      Anyways was in the truck that was full of armed people. It seems as
      though the people around me were selling weapons to the other guys
      which where muslim characters. Then we where at the stage for the big
      presentation the main seller was in the crowd with the arabs. And
      there was 2 girls and one buff guy on stage. The buff guy was showing
      off and throwing the guns to the girls and fliping them the main sales
      man said for an extra fee he could show them how to do the tricks.

      Then I was backstage with the buff guy and one of my friends. I was
      there as in my body. We started talking about guns and I was talking
      about the sniper rifle I was using earlier and the buff guy knew what
      I was talking about and he took one out. We comparied it to the m16
      because of the fire rate and my friend was amazed

      Then there was something about the main seller trying to have sex with
      on of the girls on stage and she was like evil or something. One guy
      boned her and ended up being decapitated. Its a blur

      Barbecue at Turks

      The next thing I remember was that I was in a unfamilar house they
      were having a barbecue but I was inside with the owner. He looked like
      turk from the show scrubs but he was kinda mixed with one of my
      cousins that was kinda weird. He was funny and kept making me laugh.
      He then started talking about how the new chappelle show season 5 was
      out and how he wanted to get it to complete his collection. I like
      chappelle so I stayed with him untill we got it and I wanted to look
      through his collection and instead of it beeing dvds they were like
      dvd player controlers he had them in bags and told me not to mess them
      um or else! Next thing I knew I was out side and wanted to wash my
      hands so I walked to the back yard. There was a sponge bob soap
      dispenser on top of a car on the trunk and there was these two little
      white kids that didn't belong there. There was a van on the street
      nearby and their father was standing doing something while his kids
      where in the yard.. I grabbed some soap and then the 2 kids (one.
      Small girl and a slightly older boy) said that we didn't know how to
      take care of spongebob and after I got the soap they wanted some too
      so I gave them some and they followed me further into the back untill
      we got to the faucet outside for the water hose I turned it on and
      started washing my hands. the water was hitting the ground and making
      mud and then one of the kids told me look at the kitties! So I look
      and there were 2 kitties going through the mud as if looking for
      something. The boy said they are hungry and I suggested that they
      might be looking for worms to eat. And I told the kids if they knew
      cats and dogs eat bugs for the protein. They said ewww.. then they
      started washing their hands and the little boy got wet because the
      girl couldn't turn off the faucet I scream righty tighty and she
      finally closed it. Then right on cue their father comes to us and
      starts screaming about how they are gonna be sick because they got wet
      and so forth. Then he told me in a sarcastic voice nice barbecue but
      where are all the americans. That was a reference to me and the people
      there because we r hispanics. And I said we are americans and started
      saying stuff about how he was racist but just as I was gonna say other
      things I had alot of gum in my mouth and couldn't get it out I
      started becoming lucid and woke up instantly
    4. Damp Towel with a Wristwatch

      by , 04-19-2011 at 10:40 PM
      WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
      BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


      From the night before last
      *This is a veeeery rough draft that I may or may not get around to cleaning up*


      A Boy to Include?

      a blond boy joined us
      cheap necklace/pendant
      I had one in the same symbol too
      (on reflection, i don't recognize it)
      ashamed? that mine was a weak metal
      it looked somewhat interesting though
      I didn’t mean to make a wet towel hanging high on a hook on the wall fall. caught it and the wrist watch that had been laid atop it, tried to put them back as they were.
      I wondered at the dampness near the watch

      I was 13-17
      the boy was maybe 11
      we debated over if he was too young
    5. 04/19/11 These Dreams Make No Sense!

      by , 04-19-2011 at 10:19 PM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Happy Birthday
      I am at a birthday party, it is a big event. It is the birthday party of my friend Alicia, though it is much larger than any party she has ever had before. I don't know where Alicia is right now, and I don't recognize any of the other guests. I explore the party, which is much too large to be in Alicia's house. I enter a room that is filled with treats of all kinds, cakes, cookies, drinks of all kinds… the center piece is a huge birthday cake. I am walking through the room when Derek Morgan from Criminal Minds comes out of the cake and starts dancing.

      I think Alicia will be disappointed to miss that… I continue and find there is an indoor pool at the party, which is so big there is a small island in the middle of it. I think Alicia is probably on the island which is going to be a problem for me to get her gift to the island without getting it wet.

      Kobold Attack
      I am in a room, or actually it's more of a cave, it is a large roundish cavern with a glowing gem in the middle of it. The gem is about the size of a basket ball and it is floating in the middle of the room with no apparent support, bathing the room in a blue light.

      I look at the gem, there are actually rainbow colors moving about in the gem, it is almost hypnotic. There is movement in the darkness around the edge of the room, and an attack comes fast and violently. I realize I am a Paladin, like from DDO, and I am armed with a nasty looking sword. I am surrounded by kobolds, and they are all attacking me. I start fighting off the kobolds. I can see enough of what is going on around me to tell that I am not fighting alone, but I can't see who else is fighting against the kobolds. Whoever they are, there seems to be three of them and they are keeping the crystal in the center of the room covered from the other three directions, so I can just focus on stopping the kobolds from one direction. My armor is very good, and my sword is deadly, I am able to successfully fend off the kobold attacks. Unfortunately I never do get a look at my companions before I wake up.

      Crazy Taxi: Burnout
      I am at my house, both my mom and I have errands to run. She leaves first, then I follow her shortly later. I notice she has put a lot of stuff out for the trash, so I stop to check to make sure there is nothing there I want to keep. I find a trunk there, look inside, and the thing falls apart. I find a set of sheets I really want to keep, so I put them in my car and then leave for my errands. After I get a short distance I realize I don't remember what errands I needed to perform… damn. I go home. Alicia is waiting for me there. My mom arrives home shortly after. In my room, I realize I need to feed my fish… I have two small fish bowls with male betas in them.

      I forgot to feed them… but fortunately they look fine. I open my bottle of food and feed them the last of it, so I know I need to go get more food. My mom tells me not to take my car, for some reason she wants us to take a taxi instead. That sounds expensive… Alicia and I are in the taxi, heading to town. Alicia notices that the driver seems to be driving quite recklessly. I don't mind, since it will get us to our destination sooner. But he is getting more reckless… now it's like he's trying to get into a wreck. I do a RC and find out I'm dreaming, (though I don't really become lucid) this is a game of Crazy Taxi, so I am looking around through the windows for opportunities to get in a wreck. Alicia says the driver and I are both nuts. We get in a massive wreck. He jumps the cab from the top of one parking garage to another one and then we crash into a large fuel tanker, creating a huge explosion. Somehow none of us are hurt, but the explosion is awesome. The driver has had enough, but I want to play more. I jack a car from the parking lot we crashed in and take it out, aiming to get in more wrecks. I hit a few cars and then crash into someone's living room through the front window. I look around and I see Abby Shuto from NCIS

      standing by a couch, she doesn't seem to notice the car that just crashed into her living room. There with her is Beetlejuice from the movie Beetlejuice.

      That is a strange combo… Beetlejuice hands Abby a bouquet of black roses, with a hopeful look on his face. Abby is upset about something, however. She grabs the roses from him, tears them apart, and throws them back in his face before storming off into another room and slamming the door behind her. Beetlejuice looks totally depressed as he come over near me, finally taking note of the car in the living room, he says she'll never forgive him.
    6. The Night Before Last: Collective Identification and Sacred Sorrows

      by , 04-19-2011 at 09:18 PM
      WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
      BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


      From the night before last
      *This is a rough draft that I may or may not get around to cleaning up more*

      There was a slow, tribal, quiet, calm quality to this dream, like the feel of winter. I felt more a part of everything, to the extent that my identity’s separation from the other people in the tribe was vague, as if I was all of them, except the young woman leading the horse.

      One horse knew the way back to our yearly (sacred, I think) place. No humans knew. we all followed. the horse (Neil was his name?) was in front, without a person riding. someone walking besides him so that he would be able to lead. the person still held his reigns loosely. the rest of us on our horses. A very long trek, at least a day.

      We realized we’d lost them. we sped up. Lots of deep snow around as we walked the trail. Then we went downhill a little and it felt like we were in another land. the trail disappeared. Widely spaced, tall trees. The snow looked like it had been blown in exceptional ways. So thin with large mottles on wide scalloped shaped indistinct paths on the ground, like when it is blown off the road and looks like mottled smoke. That magic feeling I get in dreams, where the beauty infuses me. We were there. Or very close. Still looking for the head horse and his companion. Searching, searching.

      After a while of concerned searching, concentrating on which smoke-blown path felt right, I saw them coming down one of the paths toward us. The horse was hurt.

      We went over to them and we saw how badly the horse was hurt. A wide gash to the bone in its front right thigh. Then I saw the leg was missing below. There was a metal plate inside the gash. The girl who had been leading him said she put it there for the horse to heal, but it wasn’t going to help, we knew. The horse had been given an antibiotic but that is not what we called it in the dream. We inspected the gash and went to touch the metal to pull it out so it could heal properly but the girl warned us that it was so painful and infected to the extent that the pain would make the horse go crazy. We understood and sat back, waiting for the antibiotic/pain medication to take effect so we could treat the horse. The horse’s leg had been severed completely (under where this deep gash was?) On reflection (though perhaps it was the calm quality to the dream) I/we felt sadness yet acceptance as well. Something of a treasure, sacred and deep, was potentially leaving us.
    7. The Night Before Last: Intimate Conversation

      by , 04-19-2011 at 09:05 PM
      WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
      BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


      From the night before last
      *This is a rough draft that I may or may not get around to cleaning up more*

      I woke, trailing out of a dream. I tried to remember but was disappointed that I didn’t. Then the dreams started to come back to me.


      Dad, mom, a friend from college, and maybe another friend (best friend from high school?) sitting (on a bed or floor with cushions?). Comfort but not a lot of affection, not needy affection at least. Calmly focused.

      I was asking questions about what happened when I was a child (about traumas that occurred).

      It was observed that I wasn’t as angry as usual.

      I told them yeah, I don’t get so angry now when talking about my childhood traumas with dad. I say “I just got tired of being angry,” feeling very heartfelt and with a glimpse of that exhaustion. “Now I just ask questions about what happened.” Dad agreed, though he still didn’t like to talk about the what.
      The 4 or 5 of us discussed the change in my questions about childhood traumas and if it was a good thing. My college friend appreciated my change (in the face of others having concerns about it).
    8. Business Man

      by , 04-19-2011 at 08:28 PM (Cryptic dreams that don't make sense.)
      I found myself sitting at a dark, wood table. The table was large, covered in stacks of paper and manila folders, and a phone that just wouldn't stop ringing. I was dressed in a dark blue business suit with a tie, and my hair was slicked back. The room I was in was very large, and apart from the table, it had a fish tank, filled with exotic fish against one wall, a couch with several smaller tables in front of it, and several white tiger-skin rugs are placed across the floor in strategic locations. Behind me is a giant window, which takes up the entirety of the back wall. From the window I can see that it is early afternoon outside, and that the building I am in is a relatively large one in comparison to the rest of the city--which goes about its hustle and bustle as you would expect.

      I begin mechanically sliding a piece of paper from the stacks, one at a time, and stamping it with a large rubber stamp. It leaves a big red "APPROVED" mark on the paper, at which point, I toss it into a box behind me. This stamping goes on for quite some time, until I get about halfway done.

      At this point, three people enter the room from the elevator access on the far wall. One of them is the woman in red, this time dressed in a her own business suit and skirt, the other is an old man with eye brows so long that they touch his shoulders, and the other is my best friend, who is carrying a large whiteboard. After setting herself up, she begins to draw many diagrams, and explain something which I can't quite recall. The woman in red and the old man occasionally pass me pieces of paper to stamp and sign while this is going on.

      Eventually, my friend suddenly stops and demands that I answer the phone. I bark at her to remind her who is in charge, but I answer the phone anyway. As soon as I put it to my ear, I wake up
      Tags: office, paper, stamps
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. Invisible Stripes and Dykes :P

      by , 04-19-2011 at 07:59 PM
      Okay first I was walking through a field. I saw flowers dying as I walked on them. They caused me to turn invisible. I walked to a town, which looked like this:

      [IMG]http://www.officialpsds.com/images/stocks/New-York-Destroyed-stock3211.jpg[/IMG]


      I walked though walls of the buildings until I saw Bennerman and ShockWave leaning on a car. They were smoking a cigarette and talking.

      I shrugged it off because I thought they were just talking until Bennerman put his hand on ShockWave's Chest..

      I was like O.O"'''''

      Shockwave looked like this:

      [IMG]http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3126/3226753165_52a6e8d62c.jpg[/IMG]


      Bennerman looked like this :

      [IMG]http://media.onsugar.com/files/2010/03/13/1/301/3019466/f7e466a912f5af01_Still_of_Ed_Westwick_in_Gossip_Girl.jpeg[/IMG]



      Then they kissed and disappeared.

      I ran away and found the beach. The ocean was a bit wild... but thats not all that was wild,,, Lol

      Zebrah and Bennerman were laying on eachother, kissing. Alittle french there... I turned my head to try to avoid watching..

      Zebrah looked like this:

      [IMG]http://images-cdn01.associatedcontent.com/image/A1070/107000/300_107000.jpg[/IMG]


      Bennerman and Zebrah kept feeling on eachother and I freaked out.
      I guess from me freaking out, My invisibility wore off.


      Then they saw me and started throwing sand at me. I ran away screaming "IM SORRY!!!! IM SORRY D: D: D: "

      I ran into a wall and thats what woke me up
      Tags: djj, djs, luna, radio
      Categories
      lucid
    10. Side Note: Not Intending to Lucid Dream

      by , 04-19-2011 at 07:28 PM
      WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
      BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


      From the morning after the night before the night before last

      Not Intending to Lucid Dream makes me Hungry

      I woke at least 4 times throughout the “night” (I have a freakish sleep schedule) and remembered dreams but felt very much a part of them still, like their sounds and visuals were only fading, not gone. I wondered if I was creating them and tried to go back in, though I didn’t think about lucid dreaming. It didn’t cross my mind and I feel that that is good in some way, like I needed to experience my emotions as a “DC” in this dream, that otherwise I could interfere with the purpose of the dream. Or maybe I’m justifying that I was forgetful of lucid intentions. Nah, don’t think so. :p

      On a side not, I woke up HUNGRY! Arng arng arng. Where’s the protein?!
      Categories
      memorable , side notes
    11. Wind, jumping from a pontoon, pavel fighting, flight problem

      by , 04-19-2011 at 07:15 PM (Tomas's DJ - "Exploration of the inner Self")
      *It’s all dark (!!!). There is my mum and my dad and we all go to some party.

      **I am by a sea with some other people. We are jumping different stiles to the water form a high pontoon made of sand. We always search for a good spot to jump from and we also have to wait for a good weather. I have some chicken bones and throw them to the water, but there is some girl swimming and she starts shouting at me. I tell her that at leas the fish can eat it. Every time when I jump to water, it creates some ornaments and creative splashes. Melissa is there too and we talk about sex and swimming naked.

      ***I am at my mouse in Czech with Pavel and some other people. We wait for a good weather so we can go jumping as well. Then suddenly a wind starts picking up and I watch as it blows stronger and stronger, picking leaves form the garden. Next, the wind turns towards the windows and I can see how the glass is bending inwards and I am worried it’s going to break.

      **** Then we stand at some bar, with Pavel and this slim tall skin head “Novotny” or what his name is. Pavel is drunk as usual and they argue who is going to go jumping first. Then Pavel punch him over his head and the guy punches him back and a rectangular piece of skin peals off Pavel’s head and starts to bleed badly. We try to put it back but as the wind blows still, a lot of dirt gets in the wound. I try to clean it but it’s still dirty. Pavel is playing hard and doesn’t want to have anything done with it. His eyes glow blue. Then Dan and I decide to take the skin off totally so it can heals better.

      *****I am in some kind of space ship. Its all dark again there. There is some college of mine shooting with a gun in to some tunnel. I look at him closely and it is Dolph Lungren. Some other college looks at what she shoots at. So he turns on the lights in the tunnel and there is a large plasma screen and Lungren himself on it. When he sees that he has been shooting at himself, he is all devastated and upset.

      ****We are at the airport and some lady wants to fly but there is some problem. She goes to the information desk where she is told that the flight has been cancelled. She starts to scream and complain that she is going to complain higher. She is told that the plane is going to be at platform 2 but it has to be transported there.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. Day 7 - Metal Shower

      by , 04-19-2011 at 07:14 PM (The Sane Asylum)
      This is probably the most surreal dream I've had so far... It would have been a great dream to go lucid in, but I'm still hilariously inexperienced.

      I was taking a shower in a rather dark room, one that wasn't the shower in my house. It was a very modern looking shower, with lots of brushed chrome, and it was very clean. There were two doorways on the same wall, one next to either side, in the middle were some guitar amps.

      There were amps because there was some live Metallica music playing. I looked out from behind the shower curtain and there was Ozzy Osbourne and Kirk Hammet were playing some of the solos from Metallica songs. I know Ozzy Osbourne doesn't play the guitar, but that didn't seem important at the time. I got out and started walking around them, just observing them fingering the notes on an air guitar. I've never observed someone playing an instrument in a dream before, so it's pretty interesting to note that they were playing pretty accurately.

      I got back in the shower for a little while longer, and I got out to watch them again. I was focusing on Ozzy for a bit when he motioned towards Kirk, indicating that I should watch him instead.

      This is where the dream ends. Pretty surreal, but pretty cool too. First instance of someone playing an instrument in a dream that I can remember, and first famous people I've seen too.
    13. Pointless Dreams

      by , 04-19-2011 at 07:07 PM
      FRAGMENT: Join bio like class late/Try finding a book to read, try finding Night Angel online/Guy teaches me dream recall (don't remember it, just have it written down)/pack of pens I bought yesterday but wrong type/remember walking to chick-fil-a and thinking I don't have change to get brownie

      Dream:
      For some reason Russ needs an extra shirt for a basketball game, Bart is there

      Dream:
      If you have a big dream schlong use it, Live in a tree, dead parent, some weird sex stuff, Stefon studying and asibling knocks over a TV almost hitting dog and Stefon's mom mad at him, here her sobbing down the hall

      Dream:
      Want to see "your Highness" at movie theater and called Stefon to come, bought tickets with debit card, remembered I have like no money in it, worry about being able to put money in in time before I get charged with overdraft

      Dream:
      Outside of movie theater with Stefon, Josh, and others, go inside to text dad that I'm about to come home, see girl from business class in theater, employee comes to see what I'm doing, go back outside and can't find guys. Some people playing with frisbee, I take it, find guys and try to throw frisbee across parking lot, only goes over one row, people laugh. Everyones shooting super rubberbands.
      Don't remember rest, frag: a sandwich/deck at my house

      Dream:
      At school going to new classes and trying to find hot girls to sit by, talk to a guy from german I've never talked to before
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. Processing Practice: Jealousy Layered over Sadness

      by , 04-19-2011 at 06:52 PM
      WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
      BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


      FFEDCIDD Practice
      FFEDCIDD = Face, Feel, Expand, Dissipate, Coalesce, Integrate, Decide, Do

      Jealousy roaring up. Expanded about a foot from my body. specks of contained heat (but not touchable?) It was like an insulation, a bit spongy. Jealousy felt bizarre - that might have been the first time I’ve really let myself feel it. I have memories of stuffing it down because it was unattractive.

      In love with my fan-157116_69886810_3202825.jpg
      A loose approximation
      (more like just a pretty thing that had similar colors)
      by fleicap

      Under it a sadness centered in my gut, heart, and throat. The sadness (or maybe my mental reflections on it) brought me to memories of soothing myself as a child by crying into a mirror alone. I feel a lot of resistance to posting that little intimate detail, so maybe forcing myself is the way to go. Gah, I’m not always this serious, an insecure voice inside me is sharply whining and pushing.

      Updated 04-19-2011 at 07:31 PM by 44605

      Categories
      memorable , side notes
    15. April 19, 2011

      by , 04-19-2011 at 06:51 PM (Requiem's DJ)
      Week 1
      catch a ghost

      Mon 04/18/11: minimal recall. dreams of work and old friends.
      Tue 04/19/11: strange. had my dreams the first half of the morning. had a lucid but don't remember much but having a beard. too early and groggy to write notes...didn't sleep well after that

      i do keep a more detailed paperback journal but i'll just give you guys the skinny here unless its good stuff
      Categories
      Uncategorized
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