Due to insomnia I only got 3 hours of sleep and no dreams to recall.
Morning of December 8, 2014. Monday. I believe it is in the morning, possibly about nine o'clock. I am not sure of the location. There is a chair full of textbooks, notebooks, papers, and possibly other printed materials. I seem to be seated at least five feet away from this other chair. Over time, fully convinced I am awake, I start to try to will a folded piece of paper on the top of the stack to move. There is a sense of control and “connection” somehow, though it is very slight. The piece of paper actually slides to the left and flies across the room to land on the floor. My mother makes an appearance a couple of times, and strangely enough, this seems normal to me (she died years ago, in fact). Even though my telekinesis dreams are so vivid and lifelike otherwise, I rarely get the hint or idea that I am dreaming. In fact, I usually wake from such dreams with a sense of disappointment (as well as feeling slightly foolish). This, and being able to hover and fly about in a fetal position, is a very common in-dream ability. The hovering, however, sometimes triggers vivid lucidity. I am contemplating the nature of my seemingly new ability and try several more times after putting the folded paper back. It works each time, and the paper slides and flies to the left of the room in the same way. At one point, I have a vague idea that the event might have been caused by the wind, but this is not the case. I am able to perform telekinesis a few more times. Finally, I decide to try it on something else. I look at the dining room table and notice a few clothes scattered over it. There is an empty cola can sitting near the edge. I will the can to slide towards me and fall off the table but then fly into my hand (as is common in such dreams). However, I soon wake and wonder how I did not detect it was a dream.
Morning of December 8, 2014. Monday. This is possibly the first time I have dreamt of such an event, at least in such a vivid way and over a longer time period (my dream being quite long). Even though it is a natural disaster dream, there is a feeling of continual interest and excitement though I am not lucid. The imagery, especially at the end, is quite attractive. I am not sure where my wife and family and I are living. It seems to be in La Crosse but in an area I have not actually ever lived in reality - it seems like it is likely to be a certain part of Wood Street. Our front yard seemingly faces the west. After a time, a sandstorm approaches from the east. We are firstly indoors. Over time, there are at least four waves. At one point, I hold onto our youngest daughter to help keep the sand from her eyes and to stop her from wandering off. We are outside with other people at the front of our house, which we use for protection from the strong wind and dust at times. A powerful “wave” of sand approaches and knocks the roof off the house to the right of ours. Also, cars and buses are being carried through the air and dropped a fair distance away. Our house is not damaged in any way even though most others are in the immediate area. The scenes are rendered very realistically for the most part, except for the appearance of the sky at the end, which is slightly surreal, though I do feel a sense of peace and bliss. At one point, we walk more towards the east (by about three blocks) for some reason, and I look up to see that the sky is filled with very small glowing clouds, sort of trapezoidal in shape and mostly equidistant and in at least eight rows. There are no signs of anymore dust clouds or indication of threat. Daylight is somewhat visible as if it is near dawn. “It looks like the storm is over,” I say, and an unknown neighbor agrees. It is possible that my dream signified “shifting my thoughts” in certain ways in preparation for enhanced dream work in 2015. After all, a sandstorm does change the landscape somewhat, the resulting sand dunes being in different locations after the event.
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December 07, 2014 Minecraft Meets AoT I was in Minecraft, and there were HUGE pigs and whatnot. Like... HUGE. The size of mountains. They took a lot of hits to kill, even with a diamond sword with enchantments. But when I finally did get one of them to fall, I got a shit-ton of porkchops. I also killed a giant chicken, and it dropped one massive chicken, already cooked. I was sitting there, eating it, when I encountered a massive pair of siblings. I was in a hammock over the door in a kitchen, right next to a fridge. I was having trouble getting the meat off the tendons for some reason, when the children came. They were so big. I think they were trying to kill me, becaue the next thing I knew, one of their fists was coming down on me. I flew up higher than the Titan children could reach, but they seemed to be getting all the larger. I was flying through a mountainous landscape, looking at the huge chickens and pigs and cos below me. Ruins Fee I was on a large boat with my brothers, and we were headed for an island in Thailand, or just off the coast, or something. It had ancient ruins on it, and we wanted to go see them. I parked the boat rather sloppily, and then had to redo it a few times because the person who was supposed to catch the rope I threw wasn't there and I kept missing. When I finally did get us docked, the dock master asked for the parking payment and entrance fee to the island. It was the Thai equivalent of $35. Or it was 35 bot, which is like one US dollar, I believe. Anyways, I didn't have any money, so I asked my big brother if I could borrow some money from him. But just as I was paying the dock-master, our mom came up on a jet ski and told us we had to leave here at 3:00 because our grandparents had just gotten into town. It was already 2:53, so we basically had to leave right then.
December 05, 2014 Iwas walking to school on the last day of classes. It was highschool, so my old best friend was there. I noticed that everyone was dressed up, and realized it was the picture day. Her and I were walking on a bridge or something, over a wide canal. There was a tall wall to our right (and she was on my right). There were homeless people along the bridge, asking us if they could keep the boots they got in a give-away. We told them of course they could keep the boots, though I didn't know what giveaway they were talking about. There was a point where my friend like... slid between the tall wall and a rail that was only about a couple inches from the wall. She was like a cat trying to push herself through a space in which she wouldn't fit. It was eerie, kinda creepy, thinking back on it... When we got to the school, we went down a narrow, slightly downward-slanted hallway (It was like one of the wings in my high school, but slightly different. More narrow, more slanted.) It was when we were in the line to get our pictures taken that I realized I wasn't dressed up, like at all. I actually looked rather sloppier than normal. Oops. At the door to the picture room, my 3rd grade teacher was giving out complimentary pokemon holographics. He handed me a card without really even looking at it, and it was the wrong card. I told him, and he was like "Oooh my bad!" and handed me another one without looking, again. He was chatting to me, so he wasn't paying attention to the cards. He asked me which card I'd filled out the form for, and I realized I had never filled out that form. So apparently I had missed the memo that we would all get a free pokemon card and that we had to fill out a form for it.
December 03, 2014 This was a non-lucid dream about lucid dreaming. Or something. It had a lucid-dreaming-ish quality to it, but I think it might be more accurate to describe it as magic. There was a notion of going to certain places to "dream," and ending up in different places, or changing the world around you while in the dream. You could only do this in places where the energy was "good." If it's "really good" energy, you would enter a new plane of existence, and be able to "see" things more. Things other people couldn't see. I was on a mountaintop with my family at some point in this dream. Though the feeling is still quite clear for me, the specific events are a bit hazy and disjointed, and I'm not quite sure what happened when. All I know is that this mountain had a "really good" spot, which happened to be a swing at the edge of a nearly vertical cliff-like slope. I was sitting on the swing, and doing the magic to see things that existed on the other plane. I closed my eyes, and opened them in a grove with Zukin. I had transported to a spot of equal energy, and brought her with me? We had a group of visitors learning about this magic. We were showing them some things, and somehow Zukin and I ended up in the bedroom of a relative of mine. I knew that the rest of my family was visiting this relative, and that I had given some excuse for why I would not be there. But now I was there. My family came into the room while Zukin and I were panicking about how to leave before they knew we were there.
10.7.14 Last night before 9 pm, then again at 9:30 ish. DR: I'm at my current work, or on some retreat with coworkers. There is lot's of going on, people walking around, busy doing work and plannig. I'm in a room, taking a shower behind the door. People walking by. Boss walkes by talking to another person waking behind him. After they walk through the room, boss tells the other person "you should at least put up a sign or something. I just saw her whole ass, ffs"! DR: Something with Ophelia. I woke up right after, but didn't have enough strength to reach for a pen I had nearby. I was fighting it but I guess I fell asleep.
Okay so this was pretty recent.. I was having this dream about this guy I know and his name is Christian.You see I've been thinking about him a lot lately since I had my first time with him after. So in the dream I'm walking up to his house it's a pretty big house since the kid comes from a really good family.The air is sticky and hot since it's summer so I'm wearing some shorts and a triangle bathing suit top which has white/black aztec print on it and my hair is up in a messy bun with my raybans lightly set on my head.As I am walking towards his house I notice his other brother Connor there who notices me first and let me tell you these to brothers are without a doubt attractive.So Connor points out to Christian that I am there and lets me into the house politely.So as I walk into the nicely decorated living room I notice Christian sitting on the couch so I walk over and he looks at me with such confusion.The room was a little chill so I put my white crop top on as I sat beside him. "So what do you wanna talk about?"He asks as he looks at me with his greenish-brown orbs. I bite my lip nervously as I think of what to say without coming off weird. "I wanna talk about us and where were at."I said sheepishly. He looks as if he doesn't know what to say or whether to shut up.His eyebrows knit together before he brushes his hair back with his slender fingers. "Then tell me."He states. "After you kissed and held my hand along with the hug and make out.You um left me confused."I said as I twiddled with my thumbs. His eyes bugged out almost yet they didn't widen. "I know what you mean."He said. "Christian you see the idea I had before we met up was to just have sex not kiss."I said. He looked up at me a little hurt. "Oh well I'm sorry."He said. "I know I am too."I said. "But maybe we can try."I said. He groaned. "I know but what if it doesn't work?"He asked as he looked at me. "Look at me Christian I really like you and I can't help these feelings.Just think about it for me and if you want to tell me but if you don't I'll understand."I said and kissed him. That was before I woke up and he was in my dreams for the past two days.
1. I was inside of my house, and at the moment I was walking upstairs. As I got upstairs I walked into my room and noticed immediately that alot of it looked really different and that there was a strong negative vibe inside. My bed was moved around, the room in general was alot bigger, and there were many things lying around that were not there before. I looked at my bed and saw that it was now in the middle of the room instead of on the right wall when you walked in. This irritated me, and I wondered who did it. I asked my parents why they moved my bed, thinking it was them, but they told me they didn't touch my bed at all. But really there was no need to ask questions, I already knew who/what did this. Sometimes when I dream and I'm in my room, this evil vibe is already there, and it does stuff to frighten me. I recognized it, but this time it had no appearance. Whatever it was, was invisible this time. Other times before it took the form of a 7 foot tall shadow with red eyes, other times the same thing but a little shorter. A little bit of fear entered me then because I also remembered that when I feel that negative vibe in my room, that usually means that whatever it is is also haunting my entire house. I walked into my restroom and it was way darker than it usually was. The lights were alot weaker and seemed as though they did no help at all. I turned on another light in my restroom, and another dim, weak light came on. However, as I turned on the second light I saw a picture of a floating toilet facing me behind me. It looked like it had a mouth and in its mouth light was coming from it, again a small and weak light. I decided I wasn't going to go to the restroom so I turned off the restroom lights and went back into my room. As I walk in my room I find that my bed has moved again, this creeps me out. I ask my mom to come upstairs so she can help move my bed back(its super heavy, so IWL she wouldn't be able to move it). She comes upstairs and into my room and she helps me move it. My sister comes into my room as well, but she doesn't help. My mom then picks up my bed with barely any problems at all, by herself, and moves it to the opposite side of my room, right next to my door. "Mom, I didn't want my bed right there, it'll feel like someone is watching me." I tell her. I then help her out and we move my bed over to the right corner of my room. My mom then leaves my room and I start getting dressed because she tells me that we are going somewhere. I go to my closet and open it up and look at the shirts I have inside. Without noticing anything different, I see tons of shirts that I had never owned before. Nothing catches my eye, so I move on normally. Suddenly I notice that two of my friends are next to me, Sergio and Darius. "Guys, did I wear this shirt this week yet?" I say while showing them a black and white patterned shirt. They say that I haven't, so I throw it on my bed and start getting dressed. As I turn around and look at my bed it has moved once again. Now my dresser is where my bed was before, and its really messy. I walk over to my dresser, not caring anymore about where my bed decides to go, and I look around for my deodorant. I open the drawer on the bottom left and inside I find 5 bottles of hazardous-looking chemicals. I pick up one bottle, and a mysterious liquid drips onto my hand, so I immediately put it back down. I got to the right side of my drawer and open it up, and inside I find my deodorant. I apply some to my under arms and then put my clothes on. I decide that I'm not going to be scared anymore of whatever negative vibes are in my room, and that I am going to fight them physically if I can because I'm all positive vibes, and they are the opposite of me. I suddenly get a strong hatred for the negative and I became filled with adrenaline and testosterone. After I finish putting my clothes on I take a quick look in the mirror to make sure everything is on point with my appearance. I notice that my hair is a little messed up and I'm somewhat sweaty(wow, i never get that angry lmao). I fix my hair and then I go downstairs. Once I get downstairs I walk out the back door and go outside. I walk over to the left portion of my backyard, and there seems to be some sort of social event going on. My mom, sister, and alot of other people I don't know are all talking and hanging out. I walk over to them and start talking to some girls. One girl catches my attention. Shes a Latina, but the hot kind. She had medium length black hair and is wearing short shorts. I walk up to her and we start talking. Immediately we get onto the topic of sex. "What if you stuck your big cock inside of me right now?" she asked in a flirty, sexual tone. "What if? Lets find out." I told her. I then pulled down my pants and briefs and took them off completely. I'm now fully hard, but something is different. My penis is extremely movable, I can move it any direction I want where as IWL when I'm erect I can't move it near as much. I'm very pleased with this. I then grab my penis and insert it into the girl. We start doing a kind of bicycle pump sex position. Her vagina feels really tight, and it feels good. Suddenly my point of view starts zooming out and now I'm still having sex with her but its like I'm doing it from a video game. It feels really weird and now I'm not really even controlling myself. Eventually I come back to full view and full control and I continue. I grab her by her but and thrust myself deep into her. Anyway, this isn't some kind of graphic sex novel so I'm done describing that part lol. Once I finish with the girl I get up and get dressed. By the way, our entire sex act was all in public right in the middle of the social event with everyone around us. I didn't care though, and I think that part of me was semi-lucid in this situation. Now I walk away from the social event and start making my way inside. Suddenly my dad walks out the back door. "Oh no son, they can see us!" he tells me. I look up into the sky and see a helicopter that is shining a spotlight on us. I figured there was no way a random helicopter was searching for us, we didn't even do anything. I walk away from the spotlight and it follows me. At this point I'm in a bit of disbelief and going deaf from the sound of the helicopter hovering not to high above us. "Come on, lets get out of here" my dad tells me. I follow him to the car and we both get in and he starts driving. However, he didn't go out of the driveway, he makes a direct 90 degree angle and drives straight into our backyard where everyone is socializing. "Stop the vehicle!!" a voice from the helicopter demands. My dad now starts driving around in circles in our medium sized backyard. As we're making our first turn around the backyard we start coming up on our sun room. My dad floors it and we fly straight through the sun room and destroy it. At this point everyone in our backyard is running around frantically in a panic. "Dad what are you doing?!??" I ask. "Surviving" he tells me. All of a sudden I see some sort of huge tent drop into our backyard while we are still going 45 miles per hour in a big circle. An entire team of specialized soldiers come out in hazmat suits and start aiming at us. My dad notices them and on the next turn around he speeds up a drives straight into the hazmat soldiers tent. I tell him to stop but he keeps on driving. "I'm not giving up anytime soon son!" He tells me. I decided that I didn't want to die so I jump out of the vehicle and put my hands up. All of the hazmat suited soldiers have their guns aimed at me. "Don't shoot, I have my hands up!!". I survived.
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