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I was going to my final exam (no idea which), and there was another student walking a little bit ahead of me. As he was walking through a doorway, I saw a guy (possibly a security guard) who was apparently waiting for us. I figured he probably wanted to ask us what we were doing here, since it's Saturday. Weekends here are on Friday and Saturday. I thought to myself that I'd tell him the truth, of course; that I had an exam today. I don't really know why the dream considered an exam on Saturday to be weird. It's absolutely normal. Also, today's Tuesday. As I continued walking, I was thinking about how most doors are usually closed on Saturdays. The other student whom I was walking behind passed the doorway before me, and when I reached it, I noticed it's not a doorway any more. It's a wall with a few windows (since I was thinking the doors are usually closed). I thought this was kinda weird, so I tried a nose plug RC. I'm not sure why, but that didn't get me lucid; it did, however, increase my awareness, and I noticed that there was supposed to be a doorway here. I must be dreaming!
Of course, I wasn't going to the exam anymore. I turned right back, heading to the exit. There, I saw some guys I knew back in school. After greeting them, one of them was complaining that he didn't really want to come today. He said something about it being the first day. First day? We're having finals this week! I told them, "guys, if you don't want to study, you don't have to. Let's all just leave!" They were happy to comply. As we were walking, I said: "do you know why it's ok if you don't want to your lectures?" They looked at me, waiting for an answer. I told them, "because this is a dream. None of this is really happening!" They started looking at me doubtfully. Now that I think of it, it's rather strange that I'm the only one that spoke during the entire dream. I wanted to prove this to them, so I attempted to fly, and ended up just falling. I wasn't really embarrassed though; they were just DCs. I then gave them my hand (not literally!) so they can count my fingers. They were all quite eager; they gathered around my hand quicker than you can say "I forgot to stabilize my dream".
And that was the last of it. I hadn't realized I finished a ToTM till I woke up, so I'm hoping that counts anyway. :p

On my third night of attempting to get back into LD'ing, I had a lucid, how fortunate. It seems everytime I want to get back into it it happens quicker than last time.

First Fragment

All I remember from this dream is I think I lost a bet... and thus ended up marrying my girlfriend's best friend against my will. Thank God my parents weren't at the ceremony, I can't imagine what they'd do to me. I'm 17 after all.
I remember a very small chapel, with only a few pews and my "bride's" family sitting in them all happy. The dream luckily ended before anything happened.

Second Fragment

I was in some grey, scary Cathedral thingy and a ghost DC was trying to teach me how to fly; it's a wonder I didn't become lucid.

Lucid Dream

Me and my siblings were in some kind of haunted house... and we had guns. I had a very light hunting rifle, which, obviously, didn't work, as is normal in my dreams. But the things I killed in my dream pretended it worked, so it's alright. I can't remember exactly what I was killing but I remember cautiously approaching doors and throwing them open to see if I could shoot at anything inside. For some reason at some point I had left my rifle on a cupboard and went to get medical supplies, of which there were many in the first room of the house. Once I returned I couldn't find my rifle, so I picked up a revolver... but then found my rifle on the cupboard where I left it (damn reappearing rifles) and picked it back up, leaving the revolver.
At that point the dream setting had changed into my house in Poland. I went back into the bathroom and there were little green aliens everywhere, and I began shooting them even though they did nothing to harm me. Then I went outside.
I can't remember whether this one's a continuation of the previous fragment or a standalone dream. I became lucid in my house in Poland in the doorway to my sister's room and immediately stabilised by crouching and feeling the floor and doorway and looking around drinking every little detail in. The dream wasn't too vivid, but it was quite clear. I then proceeded to walk out into my back garden with the intention of flying, but I couldn't rise above a metre from the ground. So, running through my house I threw my front door open, with the intention of seeing a sunny beach and effectively teleporting there. Nope, my dream wasn't having any of that either, but I decided not to waste time and continue to my front gate. I tried to phase through it - dream control fail yet again, so I climbed over it.
I went down the road to my right in the hope of finding a DC to have a meaningful conversation with about my subconscious, like I've been meaning to do. Halfway down the road the dream wavered and flickered off, I think I woke up briefly, but upon falling back asleep it continued where it had left off. I knew I didn't have much time left of dream time because when I woke up earlier before this whole dream, it was already about 8 o'clock, whereas I had to get up at quarter past. I found this very pretty woman going home with her shopping and made my mind up.
I followed her and, recalling the passive control technique, asked for an interview as a professional reporter. She invited me in and we sat down to talk. I only managed to ask her how she was though before my dad burst into my room, rolled up the curtain and told me to get up, naturally interrupting my nice dream. GodDANGIT.

The end.

Dream recall from today's nap. Got lucid but waking memory was almost nonexistent. Also dream was pretty long, but i can recall only few fragments.

I was near some kind of movie theater. Then later i was at home and there was some stuff going on. The room layout was entirely different and i was watching some movie and was talking with somebody about sleep. Some family members were distracting me and it was getting late, so i went to sleep but couldn't fall asleep, there were also two pretty big cats yawning and i was watching them, thinking that it could help me fall asleep.
Next day i was looking around some room and some objects were changing location randomly, especially sconce. At first i was thinking it's just hallucinations but after a while position changes started becoming more noticeable. Shortly i realized that i am dreaming, i walk down the corridor while rubbing hands, dream becomes somewhat more stable. I walk into the room, dad is there. I walk to him and for some reason i have urge to scream at him very loudly. I walk right up to him and scream at him for a good few seconds, it is very loud, haha, and also it echoes through whole building. Satisfied, i walk down another corridor and soon dream fades out.
I wake up and look at the time, did i slept for like 20 hours or something? Then i wake up properly.

Ok, So this is going to be my first DJ entry here, I usually write down my dreams on my computer anyway, so I might as well write them here I guess!

Anyway, the dream:

I was travelling by car down a country road. It was spring and the small village I was travelling through was really beautiful. I was going somewhere, and I get the impression that I should have been in a hurry even though I wasn't. On the way I met my middle brother, who was walking with an unknown girl along the road.

He was very surprised to see me and asked what I was doing there, the club meeting was further back the way I came! I told him that I knew that, I had accidentally passed it and was know looking for a place to turn around. I also got the impression that he was embarrassed to be seen together with that girl, seems like they was trying to keep their relationship a secret and hadn't expected that I would pass by.

I continued and finally stopped at a bus stop and was going to turn it around by hand. But when I stopped I saw that another car was standing there, and with it some old friends from the University. I pretended that I couldn't see them, because I was sure that they couldn't possibly remember me, and proceeded to turn the car around. But before I could do that they actually did recognise me and started talking to me. I can't remember the conversation, but it was about how long it has been since we last talked and how odd it was that we would meet each other here.

Finally we said goodbye and I drove to that club meeting. I can't remember what club it was, but their house was an old wooden building that people used to store boats in. We were going to watch a movie, something related to boats and fishing and such.

And that is all that I can remember. I think this dream urges me to contact those friends again, we were very close and to lose them just because I am too lazy to call them is actually pretty sad.

I remember that I was in this large dance hall with about 20 other.
We all lined up and stood on each other's shoulders and did this huge dance.
I remember that I was standing on two other guy's shoulders and I was at the end.

The next dream I remember was that I was in Latin class and had a copy of Unleashed with me.
That's about all I remember for that dream.

Schedule:
12:00 go to bed
Woke up around 3:00 AM
Went back to bed w/o headphones however. :-/
Got up 7:45 and worked out

Non-lucid
Lucid
I'm traveling with a woman, her eight year old son and a research intern who also happens to be our translator. We're going into a third world country collecting stories on demon possession. When we arrive we don't believe any of it. It all feels like...we're just tourists instead of researchers.
Our translator/intern has gone ahead of us. We are both Caucasian women, he looks a little middle eastern. The house we approach is adobe style, all stark white stone. As we mount the stairs we see the women of the house gesturing to something on the floor. I can see a vague red mark, they have covered it in sand. They say that after their daughter read the inscription she began to act strangely. They warn us not to look at it too closely. The intern crouches next to the mark. An unnatural wind violently sweeps the sand away and up into his eyes. Startled and hurt, he bends over the mark, and has no choice but to look at it.
He covers his eyes and stands up, assuring us he is alright.

There's a lapse.
When I come to, the house is dark. The intern has stolen the boy and has tortured his mother into madness. My vision is grainy, black and white. I have some trouble moving, but the choice is mine. Dream story-line says that I stay where I am until he comes to threaten me. I'm laying on the floor a few paces from my friend. The intern slithers up next to her and hisses something into her ear. She gives a whimpering little scream and, satisfied, he crawls away.
I claw my way to my friend's side and huddle next to her. Lucidity saves me from being truly frightened. I'm on the edge of a screaming madness, I try to comfort the woman by taking her hand, when my fingers curl around hers, her head lolls toward mine and I only just keep myself from recoiling violently. Her head is...all, wide open mouth with tiny round eyes. The image scares the hell out of me. She keeps making noises somewhere between sobbing, laughing, and screaming. I remind myself it's just a dream, over and over. This litany is the only thing that keeps me from going over the edge. I tighten my grip on her hand and whisper to her until her visage becomes somewhat more normal.

There's a lapse and I've risen to another layer of sleep that is slightly less terrifying. I am crouched with my friend underneath the porch. We can see a small, hairless, emaciated child looking at us from a few feet away. I urge her to move more quickly. It follows us.
"Shit, the creepy child is following us..." I mutter.

I rise to another layer of sleep that is more confusing than scary. It turns out that everything that just happened to me is a play put on by a boy who looks remarkably like a brown haired version of Chucky from the Rugrats (o.O Holy crap I haven't thought of that cartoon in a long time), I see his picture on the wall.
I'm standing on a darkened stage, there's a bright red curtain and a spotlight trained on the center. I'm so glad it isn't real.

Hello,Everybody My name is TheKindDreamer. This is my First Dream that i am going to put on here....

Here Is the Dream....

Me,My Brother,My Grandmother,And my Mom.Went to Tillys(A Clothing Store)and we got a few things.
When we were Checking out i put something in my Pocket (I Don't know what it was but it was small like a button or a sensor).The cashier was saying "What you got there".(I handed what ever i had in my pocket.)
He took out Clothing that we bought and he said "Get Out".(And i Think i remember having to pay over $200..and something dollars.)My grandma,my mom, my Brother were Laughing at me because i got caught ......(I don't know what i took?),And then we went to the car outside of the mall and....Then i woke up....

THE END.....

I thought this was very wired and i wanted to share it do you have any thoughts on what i took ?

This was my first EVER dream i Wrote down in my Dream Journal
I will be Posting on here Daily...

Many Thanks From

-TheKindDreamer

Fragment 1: Shark
There's a vault with a circular door. In the floor of the vault is a round platform with 3 steps descending. The guards show me a shark strapped to its surface. They stand on either side of the creature and thrust their swords down into slots to activate the platform and lower it. Below is a bedroom. It has a twin sized bed with a brown and spring green comforter.
The next time I see the platform, there is nothing on it. The strap is broken and the room below is empty.
Where did the shark go?

Fragment 2: Sam and Dean
There's a desert encampment, all rough wooden buildings, canvas and chain link. Dean has an elite group of soldiers who, just like himself, have angel rune tattoos all over their bodies.
Sam was not Blessed with Heaven's Mark and in a fit of self mockery, he covered his body in demon runes.
He is sitting with his back to a length of chain link fence. No one walks within ten feet of him. He is the cursed brother. He looks unnaturally pale, more heavily muscled, and the runes stand out like burns against his white skin. He glowers at all the people avoiding him.
A group of soldiers run by and shouts ring out from near the Demon Portal at the heart of the encampment.
Sam leaps to his feet and fights his way through the crowd, shoving people aside, snarling at anyone who gets in his way and gnashing his teeth which have (strangely) become pointed.
He rushes to Dean's side and proximity to the gateway has had adverse affects on his tattoos. What before had not benefited him, like the tattoos of the Blessed, as he gets closer to Dean he is overcome with a vast and ravenous hunger.
He needs to consume the angelic aether given to Dean by God. Sam bares his teeth, trying desperately to consume and to deny the urge at the same time. Dean gives off a faint golden glow. Sam breathes in deeply...

Fragment 3:
I awake, when I fall back asleep I'm telling someone about the Sam and Dean dream I just had, laying out all the details. Seeing it again in flashes. Then I'm standing in line in what used to be my sister's room in the house in MA. They have gathered us, to interrogate us. I walk with someone at my side. Where my sister's bed used to be there is a table and a soldier behind it. He nudges a box in my direction. Inside are coins of all shapes and sizes.
I sort through them until I find two octagonal coins with a hawk on one side and a face on the other. We are supposed to pick objects that remind us of our past lives. I snap them onto the table top.
"Those, I think." I say.
The soldier nods at me and then gestures me to the other line going into what used to be the closet. I hope they don't find what they're looking for, at least not in me. How would I even know what I had done wrong?

I've been on vacation in Chicago for the past few days and we've been really busy seeing the sights and I haven't had time to post to my dream journal. I've completely lost sight of when I had these dreams, but I made a list of them so that I would be able to remember them later.

Owning a subcopter

This dream supposedly took place in the future of my own life. (Sometime around 2030.) I had been given a vehicle called a sub-copter. The idea was that it could be a car, helicopter, and submersible all at once. I can remember it was a sort of tadpole shaped vehicle with two jet turbines on the side.
Supposedly mine was not only one of the older models but it was a cheap model.
I was learning to fly the copter with someone else in the cockpit. We were flying very low across the surface of the ocean during a thunderstorm. It was dark and difficult to see but the ship had on-board HUD systems that made flying even in these conditions easy.

I was back at the hangar (same dream though). The hangar was a very large building made out of corrugated aluminum built by the side of the ocean.
I was working on re painting the copter. There entire thing was blue, but it was covered in decals from head to tail. The man that was teaching me told me that this had once belonged to my uncle who when he had passed away gave it to me.
The man I was working with said that repainting it would be enough for one day, but later, we were going to work on the engines.
We walked outside the hangar into a parking lot. A few more hangar buildings were visible, but it was overcast and very foggy outside. Me and the man who was teaching me about the vehicle.

There used to be a picture of what it looked like here but DV doesn't know how to store images long enough.

I've decided to change my color for lucid dreams to This. The bright green is way difficult to read.

I was flying low and very fast. Lucidity was very vague and the dream was very unstable. At first, I thought that the dream seemed very unstable and that I was going to wake up soon, so no point, just keep flying.
I continued flying. I think at first, I was going over an ocean, but later, I was flying over a desert area with mesas and plateaus. Then, the desert got more lush until it became a jungle. I had been flying for about two minutes now, and I decided to land.
I landed in a lake in the jungle. Just beyond me were some mountains. The dream started to get a bit more vivid at this point, and my lucidity was still very poor. I wanted walk around and get out of the jungle, or perhaps do something.
Very unusual barrier walls formed around me. I couldn't quite make out what they were made out of because the dream was so unstable. They were green and brown however.
Eventually, I got a little more lucid and in control and was able to dispel the barrier walls and continue flying. I flew up to the mountain and got even more lucid. At this point I realized that despite the instability, I wasn't going to wake up from this dream anytime soon.
I snapped into lucid dream mode and stabilized. I remembered I wanted to build my dream base and began to fly down on top of the mountain. I cleared away the trees and made a clearing.
But the dream was still rather unstable, despite my efforts. I only had to look away from the clearing for a second to look back and see that an entire town had developed where I had planned to build. The town was made entirely out of log cabins. The one in the middle was several stories tall.
A man with a rich blonde colored hair looked out of the window and yelled for someone to call the police because I was coming.
I was still descending into the log cabin town very slowly. Several police cars encircled me. They were odd, futuristic looking cars with curvy bodies and large wheels.
Policemen got out and began throwing tomahawks at me. I tried to stop them with an explosive spell. I began saying that my hands could shoot bolts of energy, and the dream control perpetually failed. Then I remembered that you can change up the wording of dream control, and oftentimes, it will work.
I simply began to shout the word "destroy" and I could cause a small explosion wherever I pointed. I began to destroy the police cars and the policemen who were still attacking me.
I lost lucidity and forgot what happened after that.

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