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Dream #1

I may have been in a meeting with people from one of my previous jobs. I had walked out of that meeting. I was now walking into something like a kitchen area for a restaurant, or maybe for something like the cafeteria of an elementary school or nursery.

The kitchen was busy with people, and it was possibly humid and warm. Most of the people in the kitchen were kids. They seemed to be engaged in some project, like they were cooking together for some confidence-building exercise. Most of the kids seemed to be washing dishes, though, or playing around in the sink.

There was a big set of wire-rack shelves right before the door, on the wall opposite the door. Before the racks, a higher-up woman from one of my old jobs, PD, was bending over, reaching for a plastic container of some kind of powdered food. PD looked a bit shorter and thinner, though she was still overweight. Her face also looked a bit too pale and dry.

I feel like at this point all the kids may have gathered around me. They thought I was a fun guy to hang out with. I may have interacted with them a little more enthusiastically than I would otherwise have, though, since PD was around. I'd always kind of admired PD, so I wanted her to think highly of me. I thought she'd be impressed if she saw how good I was with kids.

Somehow, though, I now needed to lead the kids out of the kitchen and through the next room, which was either like a classroom or a lobby in some school building. Although I was technically "leading" the kids, I was really in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by all the kids.

I got the idea to get the kids started on a march. We would march and give a marching chant. The chant had the cadence of the "I don't know but I've been told" chant stereotypical of military marches. But I thought it would be funny to make a chant encouraging the children to misbehave.

I would say the line, then the kids would repeat it. We chanted as we marched up toward the back, left corner of the room. I chanted, "These are the things that I do."

The kids repeated, "These are the things that I do."

"When I want to -----" (Go and play? Go outside? Go away?)

"When I want to -----"

"Fighting."

"Fighting."

"Whining."

"Whining."

"Running away."

"Running away."

At this moment, two of the older girls (maybe 11 or 12 years old) ran off to the left, just as we were approaching the door to the classroom. The girls seemed to run past a bookshelf, behind which stood two adult women.

I decided I needed to follow the girls and bring them back. This may have been because I didn't want them to set a bad example for the class. But I think I also wanted to follow them because I was sexually attracted to them, and I wanted them to stay around me.

I broke away from the rest of the group and followed the path of the girls. I ended up in some room where two slightly overweight, Latina women were sitting on couches. They were both discussing their bills and their debt. I may have felt like the women were similar to PD somehow.

I saw one of the women's checks. The name on the check was Kerolos. Something about the name didn't make sense to me. Later on I saw another check. It seemed to have come to the woman from some business man. The name on this check was Carolos. This made more sense to me.

01.02.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Naked Pictures of Myself

I don't remember too much about this because it was oddly disturbing and surprising at the same time. I was inside a room sitting somewhere that had an adequate amount of lights that radiated a yellow/orange color to them, and my father is going through a series of pictures on a Laptop.



I think a few of them are me naked with me holding my penis and actually take a fully body picture with it too. I'm freaked out as hell, wondering how the hell I would do something like that, but my father just scrolls through them like he didn't even see anything.

I didn't register any element of surprise from his face when he was going through my photos.

Either he tried to make it look like he didn't see anything and wanted to scroll faster to avoid the other naked pictures I had, or was a completely oblivious DC that was doing random shit on the laptop.

That's all I remember for that one. And good thing that's all I remembered.


Dream 2: Groping Woman's Ass in a Train

I'm on a train that's pretty empty. A pretty cute black girl is outside wearing a RED shirt and has glasses on (looks like Shi Reeves). She looks familar to me because before the dream, I think I heard the voice of some lady trying to convince me to talk to some people or something.



She's with a guy though, so she comes in the train with him. We're all standing, and the train moves. It's the type of train that's outside and above ground, not in the subway. But it felt like I was in a bus, but I'll just go with train for now.



The girl doesn't recognize me, but I have a feeling she was trying to find me in a dream I can' remember seeing her. She was looking outside the windows of the bus while I take a quick glance at her breasts.

I don't know if she was pretending not to see me, I think she even looks at me, but it was only for a second, but I could remember seeing the cheeks on her face have a little makeup on.

Then she gets closer to me with her back facing me, but not paying attention to me. The guy who is with her is on her right, and he's close to me as well. Her back is facing me still, and she gets a little closer to me. She gets closer and closer, and I eventually feel her ass in gray yoga pants or some leggings with my knuckles.

I wasn't trying to touch her intentionally, it's just that she got closer to me. While the bus is constantly moving, making her ass bump into the knuckles of my hand even more, the dude who is next to her grabs my hand I think and forces me to grope her ass.

He's asks me "Don't you want this???" At first I'm shocked because it feels like this guy had persuaded me to meet this woman before in different dreams that I cannot remember, but I could actually feel her ass.

It was so smooth and firm. Feeling the texture of the yoga pants was amazing, but I wasn't lucid. It felt erotic just holding my hand around this woman's amazing ass, I felt like a child that suddenly got into the temptation.

I ended up holding the sides of this woman and starting to move both my hands near the bottom region of her stomach to her vaginal area and continued moving them around her rear.

I finally was convinced and told the person "Yes...I'll be with her." or something like that. I didn't see how the guy looked though. But damn was this woman I'm touching hot. She really started to look like Shi Reeves.

I think I'm in a different dream scenario to where they are taking me to a random house. We get there by car I think. The environment overall has some gray clouds, and the neighborhood looks like a pretty maintained and fancy place.

It was quiet at the time, and the Shi Reeves look-a-like DC is going in it to pack some stuff I think. I go into the car to get random things out to put inside the front entrance of the house.

When I go in, I see dark brown wood flooring, dining table....stuff that you would generally see in a house. I asked "Hello?" inside the house, and didn't get a response. I started to get louder and asked if anyone was in the place.

No response, so I go venture around the place, and see a bathroom when I moved forward and turned right. It looked empty, and no lights were on, but outside of the bathroom was partially lit.

I sensed that the black female DC was in the bathroom with the lights off, but I couldn't tell. I saw another DC that was in there, but I don't think he was doing anything with the lady. She was probably sitting on the toilet, so I immediately moved away to not look like a peeping tom.

I waited for her to be finished, but I woke up.

Dream 3: Place gets drenched with Tsunami

I'm seeing this random area get demolished by a Tsunami, or a huge wave of water at least. I don't feel any of the impact, but I look around a small field of vision and someone was asking me what happened to the place.

I think I said Scotland had a Tsunami occur, but I'm not sure if that's really what I said. I was telling some random voice that I didn't bother to look for the source it was coming from the experiences I had encountering the Tsunami.



Apparently I hanged on top of a ledge, but not with my knuckles facing me, but the other way around (palms facing me), and I'm just hanging on to the ledge very tightly until the Tsunami hits my way.

How does hanging from a ledge where all of your strength relies on your arms and hands prevent one from getting injured from an incoming Tsunami? I don't know, and it felt like silly too.

An unusual spattering of dreams from this morning.

Somebody was stepping on my crotch. It hurt.

Later, there was an Occupy protest in my town. Somewhere in the world, 4 more people were killed, and Wikipedia was going to mention the fact. This brought the worldwide toll from 96 to 100, quite remarkable considering this was supposed to be a revolution - but mostly, of the mind.

I'm suffering from sleep paralysis, unable to turn my head more than 10 degrees, or was it 25? I'm apparently facing up, grabbing my laptop and going on Twitter, tweeting about the fact I have "testicular" sleep paralysis. Well, my fingers still can move, but when I try to turn my head, I start shaking like a wildman.

Shaking. Just shaking.

Facade - a giant room, chandelier on the top, wooden with big gates at the sides. Some kind of medieval fortres or university.

I go on my computer again, this time on the website Weather Underground. I see that there are two tropical systems: one near Australia, and another over western Lake Michigan. How unusual for this time of year. The Great Lakes storm's name is Isabel, retired in 2003. Here it is a tropical storm, about to do an outside loop, and track into my area in four days. By then, it will have weakened.

That's odd - it actually is expected to rain Sunday.

Later, or possibly earlier. I'm reading some source material about Asperger's, and hypermasculine disorders. Where have I encountered this before?

I awake to the sound of my alarm.

I slightly remember being at this wierd stadium that was square and in the middle was water. It was were the super bowl was supposed to be( even though it was more like a huge swimming pool).

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I also remember looking out the window in my house onto my front yard. I did this because it seemed darker than usual. One of the trees from the woods in front of my house fell. I saw my mom walking up to it. I was almost teleported with myself knowing right next to the tree. I saw something blue and my mom walked up to it and grabbed it. She told me it was my dads hat that he lost( and in real life he actually lost that hat). Then she said something about being glad there was no dead animals.Thats all.

I started off with my dad in a hotel. A really nice hotel actually. It was full of old school cars and was very big and extravagant. We got in one of the cars and he drove through a wall and suddenly I was in school. (I interpret him driving through a wall as dreams changing.) We were doing Spanish assignments when all of a sudden, my British Lit teacher was there playing guitar. So I went in the hall and picked up my guitar (I'm in his guitar club in real lif) and played with him. Everyone came to watch and when people started to congratulate us, I woke up.

Last night wasn't a good one... The power was gone, so I ended up staying up until 1:30AM watching a BBC series about Auschwitz... and then I went to bed. I usually fall asleep later, so no sleep pattern...

About my dreams, I don't remember them. I know that I may have dreamed something about Auschwitz, but not about the camp itself. More like the government has decided to get some tips from Hitler and bring back the horror of concentration camps.

What I do remember is that I was on a boat, watching somebody. It was windy and raining, but I just stood there. Then I got off the boat, walked a bit and I think I was at uni, but I could be wrong. All I know is that I was going to have lunch and my cousin who lives in Germany was there too. We made fun of the food, cause my mum was there and she wants me to lose weight, so my cousin and I were like "here, three grains of rice for you!"

After that, I was with another cousin of mine and my mum was talking about how she would hit me, she said she wouldn't hit me on the face, so people would never know what she was doing to me. I replied that I always show people my arms (when my mum is mad, she hits me on the arms and uses her nails to hurt me), so everybody knows what she does.

And I think that's all I remember. I think the fact that I've been being woken up by my parents shouting at me to get up and take my dog out is making it difficult. Whenever I wake up with loud noises and then I have to get up and do something, I can barely remember my dreams.

It started out that there were arguments erupting around where I was, so I took a step back and decided to take a walk to clear my head. (I seemed to be fully in control at the point, because I'd tend to step away rather than get involved in any arguments for fear of making things worse.) I stepped along my street, when this old woman was coming towards me from her drive. Her hands were up, like she was going to grab me. I'd had a dream with her similarly, where she took me into her home and tried to cut me with a sharp knife. So my instincts kicked in, and I naturally didn't want to be near her. I closed my eyes, wishing to be far away from her.

When I opened them, I was walking back along a path. That lady was nowhere to be seen. I got to the top of the hill where I began to walk along another street. There was no one else around, but to me that didn't seem strange at all. After all, the street where I live isn't that busy usually anyway. All of a sudden a stranger appeared behind me. I don't remember much about how he looked. However, I remember he had dark brown hair. For some reason it really stuck out to me. He grabbed me, putting me over his shoulder and dragged me back the way I'd come. The street was now so unfamiliar though, and I recognised no one at all.

When we came to a stop, there was a giant stand. He brought me over to it, putting me down. I remember there were people staring up at me, but then I woke.

I was sitting in the second row of a memorial of some kind. My (real life) GF was sitting at my right side. A young black male dressed formally, about age 12 or 13, was pacing back and forth in a large auditorium filled with rows of people. He was giving a sermon about his Dad's military service.

I don't recall the wording of what he said. I made a sly remark to my GF under my breath. We both chuckled, and looking behind me: I noticed a young woman crying. There were other faces who looked very sad. I started to realize the boys Dad must be dead...

He paused to ask the crowd a few questions about people who choose to give their lives to serve in the military. I instantly chimed in and said (exact quote):

"What about forgiveness?" -My voice cracked with the start of crying.

"Because we have to forgive ourselves if we choose to fight and to kill." -Some people burst into tears around me. I immediately fell apart sobbing too.

-Then I woke up. I felt perfectly calm, well rested, and not the least bit sad. Although when I told my Mother about this dream, she shed a tear on the spot. No one in my immediate family/friends has been in the military.

I enter Gs room with a box. Inside is a remote controlled car that I'm excited about because I had this red car sometime long ago. I start playing with it. The remote starts to controll toospick. I make him move around and wonder how this is working. I look at G and he takes off his hat revealing a head full of long curly hair. I hear father coming and I wonder how his gona react I walk over to the window I can't believe g did that and how? So fast. I do a reality check and get really excited that I'm finally lucid again but the dream begins to fade. I try to not move but I keep feeling my body in bed and eventually wake up

sitting atop the great pyramid.

It becomes crystal.

Dreamers fly in like a flock of birds. I am stunned.

People keep saying we did it!

I keep saying you have been doing it!

Writing this rather late at night. This is for the happenings of last night, and not this night.

I remember two dreams last night

Dream 1.
I am in a cliche jungle-esque area. I remember in this setting, I was not myself but instead placed in this dream as a man in his late twenties. I had brown hair and a suit on.
I believe I was a part of a race, or some sort of competition, as well, I believe I was partially lucid for part of the dream, as I remember at a point in the dream, I heard a kid, he's about 13-15, taunting me, he keeps yelling "I'm ahead of you, you can't catch me" He's near a log that you have to balance on to get across, and on his right side, a ladder, in case you were to follow off, I assume. So, when hearing this taunting, I specifically remember saying " ah yeah? We'll just see about that" By now my appearance has changed to me being my normal self, 16 year old self I usually see when day-dreaming.
So, considering there were plenty of rather high hills in front of me, making it tricky to get through this area, unless you're falling the specific path laid out for you. So, with my knowledge of my dream abilities, I made a very straight path, literally cutting through these hills, to the area where the kid was. I remember the kids face as a dumb founded, awestruck look.

Anyways, a little later on in the dream I'm in a small camp with a very quickly set up tent, with a large stump near it, a table with things to cook and drink and a fire in the middle, over top is the canopy of the trees. I'm trying to connect to the internet, while having a ipod playing music next to me. The internet connection is a little fuzzy but it all seems well, I'm on a wierd video, and then the internet, and my music start to glitch up at the exact same time.

I try fixing the internet connection, yet every time it glitches up, the computer takes me to a website. I still remember it very clearly. The website was about a girl who had died,. I wording was black on a white background for half the page,while the other half, the right side, was covered in red with creepy pictures of a girl stuck in barbed wire, biting down on it, shadows covering her eyes, and her scowling at the viewer of the page.
I started joking about how this girl was trying to haunt me and then my music started changing to songs named "Connect," "help", and one I couldn't read, even going so far as thinking in the dream " how strange, I can't seem to read the name."


Now, here's where the second dream starts. You see, while I was viewing the webpage, it was almost like one of those scenes in a movie where they zoom in on a screen, zoom out, and you're in a completely different place.
I'm now in my house, in our living room on the computer. The kitchen is attached to the living room, and in the living room, my brother is talking with his girlfriend on the phone, my parents over with him as well. There was a blizzard outside and my brother seems to be talking to his girlfriend about driving to her cabin. He then says something to the likes of "You know, I can never forget when a signal is being interfered."
With that, every light turns off, even my computer, the only exception being a single light over our kitchen table. The T.V. blinks on and off three times then even the kitchen light goes off.

Of course, since I still have memories of my last dream, I kind of freak out, thinking a ghost is truly going to kill me. After a few seconds, I force myself to steady my breathing and close my eyes to help myself calm down. It was eerily silent, I believe I forgot to keep the people in the kitchen there in my dream and I was now alone. After about 5 seconds, I tell myself I tell myself in my dream " Okay, now you just have to open your eyes" and of course, with this, I actually opened my real eyes, rather widely too. I did a reality check and I did find out that yes, I was actually awake.
So my dream self woke my real self up. First time this has happened in a very long time.

Well, still faced with practically no recall. The only thing I remember is something about a city, family members, and stress. I guess it's a start, but not much of one. Oh well, hope you all have better luck than me at least!

01/31/12

Game Analysis 101
I am in school, it seems to be a game design class. Everyone is talking about some video games and comparing them. I am paying some attention, but I feel quite tired and I also feel like falling asleep. My eyelids are heavy and I close them just enough to rest them. I drift to sleep, and then I get poked by the person next to me. I look and I see that my ex-boyfriend is in the class with me, and he has poked me to wake me up. I stay awake long enough to hear everyone is now discussing Oblivion, and how it compares to Fallout 3. The subject of Skyrim comes up as the instructor asks if anyone has played that and how it compares. James says all of them blow ass. I comment he wouldn’t know a good game if it bit him. He gives me a strange look, maybe says something, but I am again drifting off to sleep. My eyes close and then I wake up.

Cats!
I am in a place I don’t recognize, it is a house, and it is a big one. I have no thought that I’m not supposed to be there, I am just wandering around and exploring. I enter a bedroom and see an adorable tabby cat on the bed. How cute! I turn to leave the bedroom and I almost trip over a tortie cat right behind me. Wow… where did you come from? I pat the kitty and head down the hall towards the bathroom. In the bathroom I find there is no human toilet, but there are four cat pans lined against the far wall. Am I supposed to use the cat pan? Even if I wanted to, they are all occupied. There is a cat doing business in each one and also three more cats patiently waiting in line. Wow… 7 more cats! I pat the last one in line and head out to find a human bathroom. I don’t find another bathroom, but I find my way back to the living room. I go to sit on the couch but I am warded off by a hiss. I almost sat on a cat! I look and see there are seven cats crowded onto the seat of the couch, all lying around each other. There are three more cats on the back of the couch and a cat on each arm. 12 more cats! I mentally count cats and realize I have found 21 cats so far. I turn from the couch and almost fall on my face as I realize I am about to step on a cat’s tail and I move awkwardly to avoid doing that. 22 cats… I wake up with a single cat purring beside me.

At least according to the text I have in my dream journal. That means we are going back to the past again - my current recall is still fragmented, but I just finished my first ever 100 % recall-at-least-something-everyday-month. Gotta be happy.

My Longest, Best Quality Lucid Ever
Date: November 2nd, 2009
Lucid: Obviously
Method: DILD

This might be the clearest and longest lucid dream I had, but it's also a bit weird and doesn't actually have that much happening. Again "I just knew" that I wasn't inside my own body. I was in this town with my parent, as in parent of the guy whose body I was inside. I wasn't sure whether it was his mom or dad, as it seemed to shift from moment to moment. We went to some shop and for some reason the parent cheated me out of 20 cents of my own money.

The point of the whole trip to the town was to get this guy to driving school. I just decided to run away from that parent and I figured out that I could go to the guy who was my real life driver's instructor. In real life he wouldn't have probably taken me, as there was an incident IRL, but as I knew I wasn't in my own body, I knew I could go there. At this point I wasn't lucid yet, even if it would make sense that I were if I already know that I'm not inside my own body.

I was running up some hill and alongside the street there were some houses that had a carefully decorated facade. I found this odd given that I knew the town where I was in and there shouldn't be houses like that there. I decided to RC and got lucid. Part of me wanted to go along with the dream's plot, just to see where it goes, so I started proceeding further towards this driving school. I ran right into the traffic, knowing that even if I get ran over, it can't really damage me. Damn, thinking afterwards I ought to have done couple more RCs just to make sure.

I come to the corner of some building and remembered the monthly challenge of our forum. First I still decided to try out my powers by stopping all the traffic. Everything froze like I would have pressed the pause button. I got drunk with power and started shouting "I! AM! GOD!!!"

My forum's challenge that month was to meet your dream guide. So I just walked along in the empty town, that was still frozen by my pause-button, and started screaming, that my dream guide better show up.

Ground started to rumble, like something was running towards me. I was behind a building's corner and I heard how it ran past me. "I'm here", I shouted behind it.

I had wondered before what kind of dream guide I would like to have, but in the end I just decided that I wanted my subconscious to surprise me. It certainly did it.

My dream guide emerged. It was.... WOODY FUCKIN WOODPECKER. Like what the fuck? How the hell did that happen? I never even watch Woody Woodpecker, yet it's my dream guide. That's messed up on so many levels. My mind created an incredible 3d version of it (or should I refer to it as him?) as well, I was impressed about that, but still, what a mindfuck. Needless to say, I obviously don't believe any of these dream guide nonsense anymore.

So anyway, I asked Woody whether he'd help me have more lucids in the future and help me know myself better, like it read in the Dreamviews (oh my god, this is comedy gold... I couldn't even come up with anything as good as this). Woody was similar to my DCs usually, he didn't talk much.

I don't remember what happened to Woody, but given that I already did the challenge and met my dream guide, there was only one thing in my mind - sex. So I found myself a girl and had her give me a bj. I wouldn't normally go into the details in these kinds of things, well, not here anyway, but it felt so good this time that I came in like four seconds and was more intense than anything I've experienced in real life. Normally dream sex doesn't feel pretty much anything for me.

But yeah, I had gotten off so that part of me was satisfied (and for those of you curious, NO, I didn't wake up with messy pants), but the dream was still going on. Next I tried to burn my own house just after getting a random idea. Again, might be wise to make couple of RCs before doing shit like that, I don't think "But I though it was a dream" is going to be satisfactory explanation for the insurance company after committing arson to your own house. Anyway, the house didn't burn very well, so that's a relief.

I had a false awakening and then the nose test didn't work as it should have. For some reason I wasn't able to breath through it despite still being in a dream. Nothing noteworthy happened after that.

Still, kind of sad that this still probably the best and longest lucids I ever had. I've had a couple lucids later that could challenge this, but I think this should be the average, not among the best.

I forgot a lot of my dreams from last night. I'm starting to get lazy about jounrnalling I'm afraid. Anyway, here's what I remember. I think it was lucid, but even then I'm not 100 sure.

Lucid Jumping

I am standing on top of a tall building, when I apparently become lucid. I look at the long distance down, and decide to jump off and fly. I dive off the building gracefully, and swoop up into the air. I fall towards the ground, I think I am intending to dive down and swoop up at the last minute. But then I become curious about what would happen if I hit the ground while I am dreaming. Since it's a dream, I know I can't get hurt.

When I hit the ground, I apparently bounce up into the air. I fly up backwards and drift to my right, towards some pillars of the building. These look painful, but when I hit them I just pass right through them as though they were a hologram.