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[Wednesday, 19th, 2012][12:30 PM]
I'm in a giant open house filled with clutter. The lights are very dim and there are two main rooms. On one side of the house there's just a
windowed wall that overlooks the sunset scenery of trees. The house is slowly getting darker and there are no lights. Alex had just left me- I'm
alone.

Nothing is wrong, I'm just alone. I sit down and start to just relax on the couch. I slowly drift off to sleep... I wake up a minute later, a noise
springs to my attention. On the dark side of the house, where the shadow's hugged the corner, I heard a noise. I figure it must have been my
imagination. I shrug it off, but feel a strange alien thought in my head. I feel so alone... so... so alone... I just want something to hold on to- or talk
to-

I slowly trudge over to the shadow side of the house... I hear dull clicking noises, reminiscent of Amnesia. In the far right corner of the dark side, I
bend down to pick up a stuffed animal... there was a lot of them, but I choose one that I'm most familiar with. It was a cute patchwork animal-
yellow with purple and green... Alex had gotten it from the claw machine. I pick it up and hug it- and look at it. I could have sworn I saw it move.
I let it drop to my side and I pick up another... I set them back down and watched them come to life. I was amazed- but didn't think anything of it.
I must be seeing things, but nothing too out of the ordinary. It's just little movements, like an arm twitching, or an eye blinking.

I bring the patchwork with me into the other rooms and set it on a table. Walking into the other room, I see shadows flicker and move, and things
shift around the room. I'm convinced I'm going crazy. But I'm okay, I accept it. "It won't be forever. And this isn't so bad. It's kind of interesting.
It's like I can control what I see." It reminds me of a lucid dream. My hallucinations started to become more real and vivid. Now I'm hearing
whispers. The patchwork shakes violently in my hand and drops to the floor. It begins crawl around... Oh my... then it stops in its tracks... and...
and it turned its neck to me. It whispered, "Don't be lonely. I'm here for you." I blink a blank stare back at it. (My subconscious didn't know how
to react.) I dismiss it- and forget about it.

With an empty mind, I drag myself across the house, like a ghost haunting eternity. I had no aim or goal, just to exist. Minutes passed and I knew
that I was fully insane, and descending extremely fast. Everything was talking to me now. More stuffed animals were alive, but only ONE at a
time. Next thing I know, I see a human in the room. It's- a waking life friend of mine that I know fairly well, but I don't remember who in specific.
I know it's just in my head, and I'm making him up though, so I'm not exactly freaked out. I'm just so interested in the fact that I have this much
"control" over my reality- I start to talk to the hallucination, "What's up, man?"
"Not much." He replies.

I take my attention off of him and he vanishes, and I begin to search around the house... playing with my hallucination power.
I could stare at something and focus on it, and it would begin to move. I have "control" over this at least. I scan the back wall again, seeing
stuffed animals that I recognized from real life and some that I did not. The house had gotten pretty chilly in the last few minutes. I can feel the
cold wrap around my skin. It's very very quiet. Dead silent. Not a noise in the place, save for my breathing. Out of the corner of my eye I see the
hallucination take a human form again. It's another person who I know. (but don't remember. I wasn't paying extremely-close, conscious attention
yet at this point. He follows me around the house as I start to pick things up and clean the cluttered house. He watches me closely like a hawk. That's when the
dream becomes extremely real. In fact... It ISN'T a dream anymore. There's no way something this real is a dream. It's a full-blown reality. I can't
tell the difference one bit anymore. I'm semi-lucid too... I have control of my body- but without realizing it was a dream.
I look back up at my hallucinated visitor and he smiles at me.

That smile... it's the most horrible evil fucking smile I've ever seen. One that stretches across the face and make me choke back tears of impossible
fear. I'm descending faster into the deepest and darkest corner of my mind. I'm very uncomfortable
"I can't believe how insane I am." I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone to call Alex- the only person that I want to talk to right now...
even if I was bat crazy, she would talk to me. I call, with my eyes on the hallucination that was smiling so wide, his black eyes were chinked
behind his grin. Straight to voicemail- "We're sorry... the number you-" I hang up.

The hallucination now has a long boning knife in his hand now. He's at my neck before I even have a chance to react-
"Do... you know who... I am?"
"No-" I sob.
"As long as Alex is... gone... I get to... come out and... play."
He casually drags the knife loosely against my neck. He vanishes when he finishes the knife's trail. I'm shaking uncontrollably. But at the same
time stilled by my muscles. Everything is frozen in fear. My open eyes scan the room and notice new stuffed animals that I don't recognize-
countless of them. The sun is almost gone, the light choked by the horizon. I turn around slowly 'til I'm facing a third room behind me. I watch the
opening for a whole minute... waiting... swaying back in forth in silence... then-

I sprint to the third back room... I jump into the room and stop... panting for second. This room closely resembles my old room of my Mum's old
house. The TV is on and static lights up the room with white noise. I slowly make my way to the far end of the room, where I put my phone on the
charger and try to call again- that's when I saw Alex had left her phone on the charger. I won't reach her at all now. My heart sinks so deep into
my chest. "Oh my god... I just want to talk to Alex... I just want to talk to her... please oh god..." I cry hysterically

My head feels very hazy, and I'm having trouble remembering the situation. What had just happened? I remember a stuffed animal... I'm crazy... a
man in my house... I took in a shallow breath- and walked back out of the room.

A body flickers into existence and blocks my path. Nathan appears very suddenly in the doorway, like a scream piercing silence. He has a
wicked grin on his face. He cocks his head to the side, and smiles more, almost saying, "Where were you?" Then he vanishes again. I push my
eyes closed to blink a few times- they were getting dry from holding them open so wide for so long. The house is caked in twilight- but this time
I'm back in my Mom's old home. I emerge from my room into the computer room. To my left is the futon. I walk into the kitchen and hear,
"Unwell" playing by Matchbox Twenty.

"I'm not CRAZY, I'm just a little unwell- I know, right now you can't tell- but soon enough of you're gonna think of me, and how I used to be." I
listen to the words and begin to sob. "This is so real. I can't do this...

The music stops playing and Nathan is there again. He's right behind me, smiling his cold smile. It shocks me again how suddenly he appeared. I
keep my eyes on him and slowly backtracked... then I stop. I'm suddenly filled with HATE for this DEMON. HOW DARE HE USE THE IMAGE
OF MY BEST FRIEND!? Tears slowly well up in my eyes..

...until I scream and lunge for his throat. I use every bit of my strength and force him onto the futon and begin to choke him. I shake and shake
and squeeze as hard as I can. He just smiles. I choke him for a full minute, letting my hate seep out onto his neck, before I realize there is no
effect. I stand back up and take a step back.

Suddenly, the futon vanishes and so does he. It repositions right where the computer used to be- to my immediate left... where we had moved it
the second time, when we lived there. Now, Tyler sits there on the futon with a smile on his face. The lights flicker in the house and then the
power fails. It's pitch black, but I can still see his black eyes. He can change form, but he can't change those beady black eyes.

Alex had gone away and wouldn't be back for three days. Three days of hell... My soul was going to rot here
<I woke up.>

(I cried for 10 minutes upon waking. I called Alex right away.)

Last night I had quite a few dreams, but my recall has been lacking lately and I remember the main themes of two of the dreams.

In the first scene, I was visiting my friend Marykate and her mother Wendy in a trailer home of theirs. In the dream it had been about seven to ten years since I had last seen them. It was a very pleasant visit. After a while I began to wonder where Marykates younger brother Kyle was. In real life he's currently in elementry school, we used to be somewhat close in a psuedo older brother type way when I was over at their house a lot- and I wanted to say hello. I asked them both what Kyle had been up to, to try to gain some information about where he was at. Marykate didn't say anything, and her mother's face went dull. Wendy leaned in a little closer and said, "You haven't heard what happened?"...
"What do you mean?" I asked, and became a bit conserned. They both paused, and Marykates expression became very strained. "He died, Zech." She said, and began to cry. Wendy chimed in, "He had an accedent on a nature trip, he got attacked by an animal."
"Oh my gosh..." I gasped... I couldn't believe it. It was so horrible, I sat closer to them and began to tear up myself. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know." I added. It was a terrible moment in the dream, but my dream turned it around thankfully. Wendy then flipped a swhich in emotion and said, he's in the other room- we were just messing around. (Now, in the dream they weren't at first. But the dream made a swhich, that meant they were all along.)
"No fucking way you guys just made me think Kyle was dead. You guys are dick wads, major ones." I said relieved and pissed at the same time. An older version of Kyle then walked in the room and said Hey. I got up and hugged him and said Hey man, what's up- thank goodness. He said, "Yeah, they're assholes." and sat down with us. That was as much as I remember from that dream.

The next dream I became lucid in some random place, walking down a suburban sidewalk. I remembered that I wanted to find out how well I could actually 'Hear' in dreams. Because I usually remember conversations and people talking, but I don't remember the voices or hearing their words after I wake up. So I yelled "HEY!... I'M DREAMING!" I could hear it loud an clear, it was pretty awesome. It made the dream more life-like. I began to float around checking things out, still yelling on the occasion. Then I got an idea. I've been curious about these things people call "Dream Guides", and I wanted to see if I could find one for myself. So I began going around, realizing there were no people around. I found a few people in the distance and cars driving by, and yelled at everyone "Hey! Where is my dream guide!?", "Hey you! Where can I find my dream guide."
While doing this, I was playing around , trying to make little 'Resengan' like energy balls from that show Naruto. It worked like once, but my attention wasn't all the way there. I continued to fly around for awhile, and... I thought I might have found someone who knew something about my dream guide, but they got in a car and drove off. I was going to hunt them down, but my dream dissapated shortly after. I'm sure other things happened but like I said, not much dream recall lately. I'm hoping to fix that somehow. But that's it for now.

*Lucid*

I got at least 3 lucid moments last night but lost it before I could do anything. The first one that I was in, it was really blurry and fading away so I tried to say "Stabilize lucidity" but I couldn't even move my mouth without trying really hard. I woke up but I was only then slowly fading back to reality, I think I could've go back if I focused.

09/23/2012
10PM-1AM
3AM-10AM

This was my first encounter with a hostile, physically violent DC. Great learning experience, I think. I also wound up giving an LD mini-seminar in dream, which was interesting to say the least!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #18: DC Wants a Piece of Me

I hurry into a grocery store to pick up some items, passing my friend R on the way in. (The only IWL friend I have that regularly LDs.) I say hey and we catch up about the time he's been spending in Seoul, South Korea. I'm in a hurry so I tell him I have to run.

As he's leaving, I call back to him and ask, "R, what city are we in right now?" He thinks for a moment and then says that he doesn't know. How can we both not know? Something's off. "Buddy, aren't you supposed to be in Seoul? I've never been to Seoul." We agree that it's strange neither of us know where we are and I realize that I'm dreaming. "I figured out what's going on, R. I'm dreaming. Well, one of us is, I guess. Probably me." He congratulates me and agrees that it's "probably" me having the LD and not him. I clap him on the shoulder and head into the store.

I walk through a set of automatic doors and casually explore the store, taking my time marveling at the items on the shelves, the level of detail, and the sheer number of dream characters buying food for the week. I spend several minutes just enjoying the people and texture in the place. One DC, a bulky man in a football jersey and baseball cap, gives me a slightly unfriendly look, but I ignore him.

A more serious confrontation is next. I'm approaching the frozen foods section when a fat, enormously tall man locks eyes with me. His many chins quake with rage and his fists are balled up for a fight. The huge man strides toward me, flaring out his arms like an obese grizzly bear. I hear him grinding his teeth. The sound is awful, like ice cubes being crushed against one another.

My own temper starts to smolder but I catch myself and say, "Wait. You're not upset with me. You're angry about something else. What can I do to help you?" He stops and drops his arms to his side, mouth hanging open in surprise. Sheepishly, he says, "Drumstick." I point to one of the cases in the freezer aisle and it begins to give off a warm glow. "The ice cream's in there," I tell him. "I made this place. That means it's my fault it didn't have what you needed. I'm sorry for your trouble." He smiles broadly and waves, turning toward the ice cream.

I walk further down the freezer aisle, studying the ice cream and shelves full of frozen dinners. (My subconscious seems to mostly produce lasagna and meatloaf.) At the end of the aisle, I come to a door that leads into a hotel banquet hall with a view high above the city. (What city? Still don't know.)

I'm barging in on some sort of convention and the well-dressed DCs act shocked to see me. They protest at first but I inform them that all of this is my lucid dream, so they'll just have to be patient until I'm through. They become very interested, peppering me with questions. A small crowd of well-dressed young professionals gathers around me, asking me why I keep rubbing my hands together and prodding at my arms. I explain a bunch of LD concepts to them, starting with stabilization, going through how I enter an LD, etc. None of it feels like a waste of time. If these DCs represent some part of myself, what could be better than reviewing the basics?

I tell them that I have to find the Cretaceous sea. I hold my hands out and will the Cretaceous sea to illuminate. A chunk of the horizon starts giving off a warm glow (just like the ice cream!) I try to push through the window, which fails, and then try to punch it. It acts like plexiglas, wobbling and vibrating but refusing to break. I finally grab a chair and knock out a smaller panel.

I squeeze myself through to the outside of the building. The wind is fierce, tugging at my clothes, and the ground looks far, far away. I cling to the building, suddenly more afraid than I was prepared to be. I start to calm myself but it's too late -- I'm awake.

so far this month has been fragments nothing but fragments I havent been able to write most of them down but today I did
I was walking around a venue some kind of show. Pushing around the lead singer of kiss in some weird chair in the dream I have known him for a while and he was gonna meet a friend of mine . we keep running around looking for her.We stop around a group of my homeless friends I ask my friends hey have you seen my friend. we hang out for a small bit till one of my friends says hey I just heard shes over that way. I said thanks and gave them all a hug .

He gets out of the chair and asks me how I am using this chair it is weird and I look and its just some metal bars and Gene starts walking with em we finally find my friend and as she hugs him she shrinks down but stays an adult just a bit smaller than she normally is in rl she is a bit short.
Then we sit down and watch what ever show we where at there is a man with his arm around my shoulders I feel very comfy with him there but I am sure it was not my husband.
then some thing about the flags of the countries seemed violent I do not know why

I woke up jolted awake like I get with sd . and I have never met anyone from kiss . how odd..

For the past few years ive been dreaming about this guy, i dont know who he is and ive never seen him before, and every time i dream about him he arrives the same way. Im standing on a little walkway on the side of a house the walk way is prolly 2 feet wide, then in front of me is a drive way and to my left is a fenced yard wih a willow in the middle of the yard. i continue to walk and this car drive up, and in every dream its the same car, i cant see who is driving, the car pulls up next to me and there he is, sitting in the passengers seat. This handsome guy, blonde hair green eyes, perfect smile, the first time i saw him we were hiding from someone, in a hollow tree, i dont know who we where hiding from, just hiding and he said i was in danger and that he was protecting me, after that dream i didnt dream about him for a long time, but when i did it was the same house same tree and the same car, he would say to me" i havent seen u in soo long, how r u, i missed you"... sometimes i wonder what if when we dream we enter another dimension into someone elses world. He remembered me...ive never been able to forget him but wheneever i would try to ask wat his name is, he would hove this look on his face, he'd get serious and looks at the driver ,which i still to this day have no idea who it is, and tells me its not the right time, and he kisses me, says till the next time....and i wake up.........................

Morning Showers

Groggily, I stumble to the showers of the hotel where I'm staying. I can't seem to think straight or keep my eyes open for more than a split second, so it's a moment before I realize I'm standing under the water, holding a paperback book. A book! Quickly, I walk a few steps away and set the book on a shelf, hoping the water damage won't be too bad. I go back to the shower and stare at the wall for a few seconds. Suddenly I wonder if I'm wearing my glasses--are those its rims that I can see around the edge of my vision? I put a hand to my face. Yep, I'm wearing them. Wow, I must be really tired. I take off the glasses and put them in a basket nearby. I continue with my shower for a few minutes, but something's bothering me. I feel like there's some part of the showering process that I've forgotten, maybe something that I forgot to wash. I look down at myself. I'm wearing pants. Argh.

I [falsely] wake up in a hotel room. While I'm still in bed, my sister comes in to talk with me about lucid dreaming. I tell her that in a dream last night, I was scrolling through tumblr. She seems surprised, but she believes me. "So there really is a tumblr in there," she says. ("There" refers to "the dreaming world.") She's been trying lucid dreaming herself, but apparently she still has trouble believing how closely dreams can imitate real life. Right now she seems to be imagining all of the things she could do while she's asleep, all of the stuff she could get done. "There's so much time," she says. "You could fill out forms." She's always seemed rather results-oriented to me.

My sister starts getting ready for the day, but I keep lying in bed, thinking about how much I DON'T want to take a shower. I know I'm being lazy; I just really, really do not want to take a shower. Internally, I wonder how long it's been since I turned off my alarm at 7:00. [IRL: I meant to get up at seven, but when my alarm went off, I decided I was just too tired.] Out loud, my sister says in a surprised voice that it's already 11:00. Dang, that's late. It's time for me to get moving, whether I want to or not.

I enter the long, windowed hallway that leads from my room to the showers. Sullenly, I consider taking off my clothes and walking there naked. It seems an appropriate punishment for the world that made me get up when I didn't want to. But I don't do it. I reach the end of the hallway, which dead-ends in a pair of double doors. Confused, I realize I must have missed the turn. When I start going back the way I came, I look through a window and see a dome-shaped structure off to the side of the hallway up ahead. That must be the showers. I vaguely recall that the architecture looked dome-shaped from the inside.

Soon after, I actually do wake up. I'm amused to note that I'm actually NOT strongly opposed to the idea of taking a shower. And it's only a little after 8:00.

Non-Lucid
(Sidenotes)
Lucid Dream
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(Holy shit...TWO lucid dreams in one night? Wow...I'm getting lucky!)


Well this is how it starts -

I was at school waiting for a delivery. A Teacher was preparing a pizza and chinese food my mom and I. Apparently "Casper" (the friendly ghost)
had ordered it. I remember said Teacher came out all "casper! Casper, where are you?" And I thought it was funny. Then she tried to give me the food and I for some reason, freaked out a little and left. I was wandering around the parking lot upset and wanting to go home then I heard the Backstreet Boys and "remembered" that they were there for some reason. I walked to where I thought they were, couldn't see them...so I turned around THEN I realized "I am dreaming! This is just a dream!" Which immediately led to a false awakening.

I woke up in bed. It was dark. I knew I was dreaming and I was clam for once. I sat up (and sometimes in my LD's, things seem...heavy...or slower. Like there's a resistance to my movement or thought process.) I decided to do a reality check and instead of my typical poke-finger-through-palm, I pinched my head and it didn't hurt. It felt numb, though. I got up and decided to walk THROUGH my bedroom door. I focused really hard in my head that I'd walk through it and stared at it all while keeping my breathing even so I didn't get too excited...

AND I WENT THROUGH! There was a tiny bit of resistance and heaviness, but I walked through my door!


The living room was dark and there are some really nasty bits that happened regarding a random dog but I will leave those out.

I made it outside and hopped into the car. I drove off my road and to a bridge near where you turn ONTO my road. I decided to summon someone. I was feeling a bit tired, so I did have random moments of rubbing my hands together and spinning in a circle outside the car to prolong lucidity.

Even though i couldn't see from my peripheral, there was a guy sitting next to me. I guess my dream-self felt frisky because I remember grabbing his crotch and he said something like "woah, kid" or "watch it, kid" and I got scared thinking I was somehow a little kid...

Then he like leaned in and started kissing me. And it ended.



I ended up waking up for real and looked at the clock, then went back to sleep.

I believe this LD was also from a false awakening, so i just hurried and went outside. My neighbor across the street was out and I remember feeling paranoid she was studying me. I hopped in the car and it wouldn't start. I sat for what felt like 10 minutes trying to start it and feeling annoyed because I wanted to continue with the dream.

Then I remember going to the lawn and there was an old station wagon there, so i got in. There were people I didn't really know in it but they felt as if they were supposed to be family. I looked in the rear-view mirror and I did look a bit odd, so i decided I wanted to be pretty. I changed my looks. I stared into the mirror and focused as I like...morphed my face. It wasn't working too good cuz I kept looking really weird, so i decided I wanted to base my looks off of ariana grande, so i got a picture out (and she didn't looked quite the same as she does irl, but still pretty) and took a few minutes to help get a face I liked.


(I ended up waking up not long after. I have had some random and short LD's these past few months that I never bothered to post. I am really happy and proud of myself though! I get them without even trying, really. They are slowly lastly longer and I finally am able to do things or have "powers" in them. I am excited and can't wait become even better at this! xD)

Wow! I had heard that a LD master may be able to talk with the dead, but I have never had a dead loved one until a few months ago to try it with. This is the second time I have got to see my dad since he passed away around June (3rd if i count one where he was just a DC).
Last night contained at least 5 LDs and he interupted 4 of them to visit me.
In all 4 interupted LDs I would suddenly teleport to the house we used to live in together and he would be there.
Mostly this string of LDs is too emotional and personal for me to sit and go into detail here. I also refused to get out of bed and makke notes as I just kept having LDs, so didn't feel like getting up, so the recall has faded a bit.
High lights from each of the dreams.
1st lucid dream) I was teelling him that I was nervous aabout my wife having surgery in two days. I said that I could not stand the thought of loosing them both so soon together. He walked away and busied himself. I thought he may have been frustrated that I was not focused soley on seeing him.
2nd lucid dream) He took me around the front of his garden. He said something strange as he worked on something. "Don't think I am spending all my time here. I do my thing for about 11 hours and come here for 1"
I have no idea what that meant.
3rd lucid dream) I put my hands up on the sides of his face and am amazed by how much it feels like being near him did in real life. I notice he is taller than me, but was not in real life. He asks me 'what?' I tell him, it is just that you died in real life about two months ago, and I am amazed that you are here. This seems like I am actually visiting with your spirit" He looked a little angery and turned his back on me and walked a few feet away. It seemed like he had forgotten that he was dead and I had reminded him. He then muttered "I don't want to be alive anyways!"
4th) i take a walk through hisgarden and there is a glowing blue/purple lotus plant blooming. this is of special importance to me and my dad. In paintings from India of heaven, the lotus are blue. True lotus never comes in blue, so if you see a blue lotus it is either heaven or a god is standing near them. Blue lotus only blooms in heaven. There was a beautiful blue lotus in my dad's garden.

The total duration of each of the four dreams varied from 5-15 minutes.

Tomorrow, I will have to take my wife to get a surgery. I was in a dream where it was time to take her, and I could not figure out where to go. I did a mental RC analizing the scene and became lucid. I don't want to write down all the details, and I did not bother with getting up to record anything, as the night contained about 5 LDs and I figured if I was on a role, I should stay in bed.
The highlights as far as interesting novelties goes is I attemmpted for awhile to keep tabs on as many DCs as I could and bring them with me on my quest (walk my wife across dream land and find a good doctor) I managed to bring my wife, grandma, and great grandma (this night was full of dececed relatives) and keep each of their charactors intact for about fivish minutes.
I did find one doctor, but decided he would not do, so we kept looking, until I eventually lost lucidity. I think it was from my wife (IRL) getting out of bed. Dur~6-8 minutes.

So here's where I'm at. I'm at home trying to decide what I should get Quynh(friend) for her birthday. I think she was still mad at me for yelling at her in this dream. There's a couple of guys in the home walking around the house with small notebooks in their hands. I asked one of them if I could see what was inside this book. A couple of the boys gave me a chance to read the book but as soon as I opened it, I found some secrets. This was a gift for Quynh and inside this book, I read the word, "J'aime". I thought it meant love in French, so after reading it, I was shocked. I felt like doing something insane to these boys, like killing them. But I woke up instrad.

I was with 3 or 4 other people. We were in the middle of nowhere, all I could see was the long grass and the guys chasing us. There was a broken plane, so we fixed it with sticks, mud, and candy wrappers and flew away. The people chasing us somehow found a plane and tried bombing us. We landed in a city.

I don't know if this was a separate dream, but I remember being in the same city the plane crashed in. I was in the office of my old school. Someone that looked like my cousin Angela walked in, but a had an unexplainable feeling that it was Windhover. She wanted me to go with her somewhere. I followed her and we walked until we got to a poor part of the city.

The grass was thick and green, but the houses were falling apart. It was dark and raining, but we didn't care. Finally, she stopped. She told me to climb up the tall building in front of us. I thought she was crazy. She taught me parkour. I thought it was strange because I didn't know her and hadn't ever seen her until she walked into the office at school.

We heard a police car in the distance, somewhere on the other side of the city. Then another, and then a few more. They were getting closer. I wondered who they were looking for while I climbed up the side of a building like Spiderman (I know that's not parkour, but in the dream we thought it was). They were now close enough that we could see them. She panicked and climbed up fast, telling me to follow. Then she stopped.

She didn't say anything, but I understood that she stopped because we were high enough that they'd see movement, but we were high enough that they wouldn't see us sitting there. They passed us and then I woke up.

Non-dream Dream

I am at work or school. There is a huge hill off in the distance and there are giraffes running down the hill. There are tiny baby giraffes on their backs - just standing there. It does not seem possible for them to be able to balance like this.

People are being cruel to me in a classroom.

I am on ED's (flag football ref) cell phone calling people. I look through his contacts and there are a ton of in depth categories for people. Under friend there are many sub categories like true friend, etc. There is also a category for hookers.

So these are dreams that happened over the last 2 days, surprisingly they have at least a small reason as to why my brain is going to them.


This one was 2 nights ago, I had been talking with a coworker Henry that day about an issue for like a half hour, though I usually never talk to him so it was odd when he was in my dream.

I was getting ready to go on vacation to see some family in Florida. My parents and wife were all going and for some reason Henry was coming to join us. One problem though, Henry was wearing a freaking Bear costume, I'm talking like full on bear costume.



Not sure why, he didn't say why and we all kind of just assumed it was normal. Well we were all the sudden out eating with my Florida relatives in some fancy restaurant. Henry meanwhile was like frolicking outside and like jumping around in his bear costume. Then this bear comes out of nowhere and we are all yelling for henry to run. For some reason the bear doesn't care about anyone else outside, only the dude in the bear costume. Henry is running away and then he throws his hat from the costume at the bear and it stops it momentarily. Henry things he's in the clear and starts walking, then the bear runs at him again, pins him and literally bites his face off. I just remember screaming and being sad but then the dream ended.


Same night I do not know where this came from at all really. Though I feel it is slightly offensive to people from Russia.

I was in the middle of some secret undercover spy thing going on in some submarine in the ocean. It was between like Russians and Americans except I was like a double spy on both teams I guess. The Americans were searching on the submarine for secrets i guess with some reconnaissance robot, it would like come back to them and give them the info. The Russians however had a pet squid that would search around as well then come find them and I guess tell them the secrets somehow, I guess they could talk to squid.

Last night I had two dreams, one of them I literally was just patching around fiber optics cables throughout my house to get internet connected to like the upstairs part. I have been running fiber cables at work so I guess my brain really liked the idea of this mundane task. The enxt dream I do not know what the hell happened.
I was at the grocery store and there was this cupboard there that was like chained shut. I went up to it and I touched it and apparently was cursed. I got like threatening letters at home and I didn't know who they came from. I went back to the store and like every worker told me it was a terrible thing and I needed to stop it. I ended up breaking into the cupboard to see some monster and he made me play some endless game to get rid of him. It pretty much involved me playing a slot machine against him until I got like a bigger jackpot I guess. I don't think I ever beat him though I think I ended up playing for a long time and then woke up.

I adopt a large, black dog from a shelter, and take him home to my apartment. I find that the responsibility of taking care of him is more than I can stand, and I don't enjoy it at all. I feel like a horrible, awful person, but I decide take him back to the place I got him from to ask them to find a different home for him. He's too big for me to pick up and put in my truck by myself, though, so two of my neighbors help me.

I get back to the shopping center where the shelter is located and walk through it, but by the time I get to the shelter, the dog has wandered off on his own, and I don't know where he is. I was such a lousy owner that I didn't even get a leash for him.

[This dream stemmed from an ad I heard on the radio yesterday for a kennel that really does find new homes for dogs. By the way, I don't even have a truck in real life, just a car.]

[Different dream, later in the night.] I'm playing Hidden Chronicles and I notice, for the first time, that the river on the main map continues further up than I had thought, and there are all kinds of buildings on the other side - a whole town for me to explore. There's a sailboat dock across the river from my estate - obviously, you're supposed to get to that part of town by sailing across the river - and a second bridge for me to repair.

Suddenly, I'm standing among the buildings of the town on the far side of the river. When I turn and look back down the river, I gasp - from this ground-level point of view, looking in this direction, I can see that there's a whole city over there to explore, complete with its own skyline of skyscrapers. I'm really excited to explore it, but I think, Looks like I'm going to keep playing this game for the next couple of years.

[Different dream.] I'm with my parents, and my mom needs me to translate some text from Japanese into English [or vice versa, I don't remember] for her. She needs it right away, and all I have is my phone, but I plug away at it anyway. We're visiting the home of some friends, and we're sitting down to have dinner with their large family around the light-brown, round table that my parents have in their house.