I just Woke to an Hypnagogic image of happy, hairless man mostly naked (I didn't see or look at his genitals). No eyebrows or eyelashes. Tatoo off a star in/behind each eye. The tatoo was done a long time ago. It's colours were not new. He was dancing a bit. He wanted me to notice him. Without a regular dream game I have nothing to do with such hypnagogs. I would like a dream game every few days. Not once a year like you get with the pdc. Or once a month like with other little yahoogroups sites. Even once a week ain't enough for me. I offered games as weekly and even twice or more a week on several sites (over several years). I enthusiasticly and nievely did this in hopes folks would play and then reciprocate. Offering me a weekly targets. So I would be doing a target every week. But if seven people were enjoying my weekly targets... My participants would be offering me a weekly taget (in an Open thread) so I would have seven targets a week. And I would be in seventh heaven. Participant's need to be relaxed funloving and not be so frightened and serious. This will get the juices (synchronicities) flowing, flowing. WakingNomad can pop-in from time-to-time with his 50 week commission but this is not enough to float-my-boat.
Journal Entry non-lucid #44 Dream, non-dream (Comments) Background: no meditation, I forgot. I was too sleepy from church. Dream fragment 1, 10:50pm-4:58am."": The moment I became emotional, felt my anger, was the moment I started remembering my dream. My dad was calling my name. I go to him and he tells me to wash the dishes. I don't wash the dishes normally so I got mad. As I walked next to the kitchen I see that a car parked diagonal to the street. I told him that he has to move his car. He replied and told me that is not his car. The color of the car changed from red which is my car to black. Then I thought the neighbors did that. The car started moving. They parked on my garage way. I got angry once again. Dream fragment 2, 10:50pm-4:58am."": I talked to my sister about how I should have been lucid in another dream, which I don't remember. I did a RC and I said to her that Jenifer Lopez was in my dream, but the image that came to me when I woke up and thought about her was not Jenifer Lopez but of the wife of George Lopez from his show. Dream fragment 3, 5am-6:20am."": At first I was driving my car then I made a turn signal to turn lanes, and looked back. I turn back around and I am now walking in the highway. Everybody walked as well. I saw a women maybe about 6"5 in front of me and my friend. She wore a little tutu. Her butt was visible and wow was it disgusting. Somebody bumped into her and she turned to my friend and told him that she will squish him. Her and another big fat guy walked away with each other. I thought I wish she lost weight it would be good for her and everybody else. I told him about how my uncle in law lost weight gradually and nobody noticed the change or the changes were insignificant. My friend said really then transformed into some skinny surfer.
Fragment Something to do with racing these high tech hovering spaceship type vehicles through this junkyard track. The spaceships are really clean and symmetric in their design, starkly contrasting the junkyard. The spaceships have some really cool sci-fi designs. There are some high tech looking buildings on the horizon that look cool as well. Fragment Something going on in my math class. We got assigned some really weird type of work that involved matrices (grids of numbers). The problems were assigned in a strange way as well. In order to find out what the actual assignment was we had to solve the preliminary assignment. The answers to the preliminary assignment gave us the problem numbers to the actual assignment. Something about the situation seemed fishy, so I decided to reality check. I did, and of course it worked. But then I immediately awoke. Teeth Falling Out I've had a lot of dental work done lately. Three teeth extracted. Big filling put in. Etc. I was looking in the mirror and noticed that one of my teeth was feeling particularly loose/sore. (Also the inside of my mouth looked disgusting, all of my teeth were yellow and rotten.) I ended up pulling it out by accident. I got somewhat concerned because it was one of my front top teeth and everyone would notice. Two more teeth on the bottom fell out. I was really concerned that I was just going to start spitting out teeth left and right. But then I started thinking... This is a common dream for people.I should reality check. I do reality check (nose pinch) and wake up AGIAN. Long Dream: Weird Apocalypse The dream began with me merely watching and not participating. It was in what appeared to be an underground base, a batcave type setup. I was given several shots of heroes suiting up, but they were never pictured. I only got to see hands/masks/boots etc and never got a clear idea who was actually suiting up. (Curse you "dream cinematography" if that's even a thing) These characters ultimately end up getting into a jet. (This is a large black jet, like a B-52) One of them is a skeleton wearing a black robe. He appears to be the pilot. The other characters are in the shadow and I never get a clear look at them. They throttle up and begin flying down a long narrow shaft. The jet appears to be having difficulty attaining lift, and (though it will occasionally attain flight for a moment) always returns to the runway. It seems as though the heroes are nearing the end of the runway shaft. As they approach the end, the jet's wing gets caught on some large chains that throw it into a spin and badly damage one wing. The jet spins out of the runway tunnel into a large cavern. There is a passage in the ceiling for the jet to exit, but apparently during this crash landing it spirals downward. At the bottom of the cavern is a beautifully built wooden city. It has an oriental styling to it and is painted red with gold decorations. The careening jet spirals down and destroys a considerable portion of the city. The heroes get out, and the mayor/supervisor of the city (only appearing as a silhouette) comes and harasses the hero group for attempting to fly their jet and causing so much damage to the underground city, and states that he is forbidding them to every fly outside of the cave again. "But why are they all living in this underground city?" The dream continues like a movie, and gives me a back story. It states that this is set in a post-apocalyptic world (and that is why everyone is living underground.) and that the surface world is occupied mostly by monsters and bandit clans. The view moves to the surface and states that this is the time during the apocalypse. (So we have gone back in time) I am in a large city environment. The ground is broken into large chunks that are shifting around, (Think 2012 the movie) people are running and screaming. Cars are on fire. (I particularly remember this one white car that had a burning tire and fell into a large crevasse in the earth.) I see that the people are indeed running from something. There is what looks like a bandit clan attacking in the city. They have these large catapults mounted on the backs of pickup trucks. The catapults throw garbage cans filled with explosives. The narrator continues by explaining that the reason the ground is breaking and shifting is because the bandits actually planted most of their explosives underground. The bandits were important to the story in some way, some extremist religious group. Also connected to the jet flying heroes in the cave somehow. At this point I was taken out of viewing mode and actually able to move and control my actions. I quickly ran away from the current location. As I escaped the city, I took note that the chaos and destruction seemed to die down. I also took note that in walking only a couple city blocks, the city gradated from a dense urban center with skyscrapers and office buildings to single family homes. There were a few other dream characters with me. I eventually got to the edge of the city and continued walking. There was a very strange building at the edge of the city. A female dream character exclaims its historical significance to the city. Probably easier to draw it for you than describe what it looked like. I know. It's a masterpiece. My dream journal Photoshop drawings are like fine art. Anyways, I am still being followed by these other dream characters when I find out that this place, despite having historical significance has recently been refitted into a water park. I then learn that not long after the water park was installed, the buildings' foundation shifted permanently damaging it and completely ruining the water park. I feel compelled to go ahead of the other dream characters and go inside. The water is still running down the water slides and I actually climb up one of the water slides to the top part of the structure. (This took awhile.) I arrive on what appears to be the top floor. This portion of the building was supposedly original and not a part of this weird water park. There is a beautiful bedroom. Also something about this place feels strangely familiar. (This huge cobblestone obelisk with a windmill and water park is certainly not familiar to me.) The dreams narrator is still there and explains to me that this was once my home, and that is why it feels so familiar to me. I then make my way across the boardwalk. I take a moment to look down. About 8 stories below me there is a swimming pool. I continue on and find a door in the wall. It looks like it should lead outside, but rather leads into another bedroom. The narrator explains that this is in fact my bedroom. (Never seen the place before in my life). I'm feeling artsy today, here's another picture. You know I have to say, I like dream journaling along with these little pictures. The narrator then tells me that I must prevent the apocalypse from happening. The dream scene changes to my living room. The narrator tells me that it is my mission to prevent zombies from eating my dead hamster charlie. (I do not, nor have I ever had a hamster named charlie. Or a hamster at all for that matter.) [DREAM LOGIC] Apparently eating the hamster will grant the zombies some form of magical powers and render them unbeatable. The dead hamster appears to glow with an angelic aura [/DREAM LOGIC] I don't have any weapons, but somehow I know discipline of martial arts. I also feel really tired, but my newly found martial arts abilities are the only weapon I have to prevent the zombies from eating the hamster. But, because of my tired lethargic state, this is very difficult to do. I eventually just give up and step aside while a particularly chunky zombie moves in and eats the hamster. But in the biggest let down since two layer one lucid dreams in the same night, eating the hamster doesn't turn the zombies into unstoppable monsters, but turns them back human. (If that's the case, then I would have just started out to begin with.) Also, after I allow this zombie to eat the hamster, all the other zombies die. So the zombie turns back into a human. But now the human form of this dream character wants to fight me. He begins attempting to demonstrate martial arts moves, but he isn't as competent as me. We start fighting. Now (in RL, and by extension in my dreams.) I am a very small, thin person and therefore am not very useful in a fight, but compared to this guy and his weak hits, I like a superhero. (Maybe that's a bad comparison, the dream did inexplicably grant me martial arts abilities.) Anyways I start fighting this guy, and I felt much less tired and lethargic than I did fighting the zombies. And even though his punches hurt about as much as a light breeze, he's a lot tougher than the zombies. I eventually used my unexplained martial arts to kick him in the face. His nose started bleeding and he was crying. He began going upstairs. All of the sudden, I felt sympathy for this character that I had just beaten. (Well he attacked me first.) I told him that I was sorry, and that he shouldn't go around picking fights with people that can beat him up. (You shouldn't go around picking fights period.) He's crying because he says that i am a cheater. I feel really bad for this character, but then begin to realize that the whole situation is a dream and... you guessed it. I wake up. Side notes: Most dreamers would be disappointed if all their LD went like this. But to me this is exciting, I've had a get-lucid-and-wake-up every night for four days now. And last night, I just had three. This is exciting because it means that I'm right on the brink, just a little more effort and experimentation, and maybe I can have full-length lucid dreams this frequently. This is also the first time I've EVER gotten lucid three times in one night.
Updated 08-12-2014 at 02:58 AM by 53527
I had called in to work but went in to pick up the recruiting paperwork. I was in a pretty happy mood. Dale was in the Level 2 control and so were a few other people. The prison was running extremely short and they were struggling to figure out who to pull and where. We were bullshitting on the radio and someone said to cut it out. People started getting to the Level 2 in their cars and parked them wherever. As I stepped back inside, I noticed my reflection on the glass door. I had spiky hair and was wearing a dark blue sweater vest and a lighter blue shirt underneath. I also had some jeans on and my aviators. I looked pretty normal and happy. I took off my aviators but put them back on again. I went in and Kristy's grampa told me good job and that I made it a long way. C. Sanchez was also there but she didn't look as attractive as she does in the waking world. Her apparent brother was there also. Music started playing and I did a dance to it. I went back into the control and decided to work and help out. I would need an hour to go home and change. I called the Level 3 and Romo answered. When I asked if she had anything at the Level 2, she said yes. I told her I'd work and she told me I'd have to call the prison in Grants to get paid. I walked down the hall towards North Housing and was following a crowd of many people. There were people wearing Military ACUs and there were also civilians and babies. Suddenly there was an emergency and the atmosphere changed. The area outside had flooded and there was a shark in the water. It was dawn and people were attempting to leave. I get on a cheap watercraft and try to leave, tempting the shark on the way out. I notice a cop car parked in the distance. The shark gets annoyed with my actions and dives. Suddenly, more sharks appear and circle the watercraft. I reach the shore and group up with a few people. The sharks emerge and start attacking us. They could walk! They kill 3 of the people in the group and the girl that's left and I run towards a trailer home. The people in the trailer have massive guns and fend off some sharks. By this time, it's night and the area is not as flooded. The younger guy gets yelled at for handling his missile launcher the wrong way. I go inside and some more sharks start attacking. The young guy exits the trailer and blows himself to bits with the missile launcher. I run to pick up the missle launcher and press the small button. My ear gets an agonizing pain from my eardrum being ruptured by the noise of the missiles but I manage to kill some sharks. I grab the button with my right hand and shoot the sharks. My ear doesn't hurt as bad from that shot.
I remembered this dream a lot better a few hours ago but I had work to do in the morning :'( I was going to a party thrown by a very wealthy family. The inside was filled with men in black and white tuxedos and women in dresses worth thousands of dollars and jewelry worth far more. The hostess treated my friend like she had known him forever but when she looked at me, I believe she said that I looked homeless or something. She made me go down to their basement which was a spa, stocked with several copper bathtubs and a lady that worked there. The lady in the basement spa made me get into a bathtub that was just filled with warm water first and then a second bathtub that was filled with some special blend of herbs. The hostess' husband and son were also down there and they took a bath too. The husband was pretty nice. I remember he had a big smile on his face and he was constantly smoking a cigar. But the son was a little asshole. The hostess' daughter came down and started hanging out with us. After awhile we ended up doing naughty things together (myself and the daughter). All of a sudden it's morning and their son has decided he hates his parents and the wealth and he wants to go live somewhere else. So he throws me a set of keys and I'm thinking, sweet a fancy new car! But no, it was the key to his portable washing machine (lol what?). I asked him if I could take his ps3 and he said, "no way!" I took it anyways. The hostess came down and was furious that I had slept with her daughter and she let me know that she called the police. I raced upstairs with this portable washing machine and a box filled with ps3 stuff. My friend was up there and we went outside. The police were waiting and they were really nice. I repeated the end of the dream a 2nd time just for fun and in the 2nd version I decided to stay on the rich peoples' lawn to see if the police would mess with me and they ended up tasing me.
I dreamt that I was watching a movie. I was watching Ender's Game. There was a huge spaceship next to a planet. It was a Bugger planet. The planet seemed to be getting destroyed and so was the ship. The ship ordered an evacuation and pods started evacuating the ship. The ship released a massive nuclear bomb and everything was destroyed except the pods evacuating. The pods landed on a planet and the people started to survive. They then found out that they landed on a Bugger world and were terrified. They started fighting and after, I was watching a flash game. I was supposed to control Ender in a side scroller. The other guy next to my character was T. Harrell. I couldn't control my character and was mad because I lost the perks and upgrades I had.
Updated 02-27-2014 at 05:18 AM by 67773
Iv'e had a couple of dreams when i was much younger about my mother injecting me with something with a syringe. Dream 1. We were at my great-grandmothers and there were a bunch of family members of mine there. I couldn't find my mom anywhere. So i go to look in the bedroom, i find my mom and my grandma doing something and i couldn't see what they were doing. My mom looks over her shoulder, she says "hahaha" and starts coming after me. In the front room, i fall down or i got tripped by someone, she injects me with something. I started screaming and pounding on the floor and looked up at everyone and nobody did anything but look at me. and that was it. Dream 2. It was me, my boyfriend (at the time), and my mom. We were at this abandoned broken down house. There was stuff everywhere! My boyfriend was in one of the bedrooms. My mom was in the kitchen area. I went to go see what she was doing and she chased after me with a syringe in her hand. I actually made it to the bedroom where my boyfriend was. I got the door closed on her and my boyfriend tried putting furniture in front of the door to keep her out. It went quiet... Here she comes through another door! She tackles me to the floor and injects me with whatever she had. I cried and rolled around, felt helpless. The end. Both dreams happened when i was about 16. My mom has always been my best friend and i hate needles!!
24.02.2014Anger and Disappointment (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I wasn't sure wether to post this or not. In fact I wasn't even sure whether to write it down in my personal DreamJournal or not... (The dream had a bunch of other sequences before this, but I don't remember them) I went outside, climbed on some building with a ladder to examine something and found my father and some other guy probably the same age as me hanging from that same building. I guess they were climbing around. I know they were hanging there intentionally. My father said something and I suddenly was filled with rage shouting at him and eventually hit his hands so he fell down. I left, still having a very aggressive argument with him. I entered a room that looked like the living room from the apartment I grew up in. A bunch of people were there minding their own business. I was angry and sad and sat down on a couch. Then my father arrived. He was holding something in his hand, which I knew was something extremely expensive. Appearently he got this for me and planned on giving it to me later as a surprise present. While he walked towards me and put the thing onto the table next to me he calmly said: "You know, it's been pretty expensive since you live here." And then "Congratulations for being born...". I felt the disappointment in his voice and started crying. I woke up crying and couldn't stop until several minutes later. I seldom experienced so much emotions in a dream. Enough to transfer to the waking life... Yes, I have a rather bad relationship to my father and we had a lot of horrible fights. And yes I'm currently living with my parents and I know I'm kind of a burden. That's probably why it hit me so hard. What I didn't know at the thime (I actually just found out about it minutes before I wrote this down) my father actually bought something expensive as a surprise present for me I wasn't supposed to know about yet... WTF. This was probably the most depressing dream I ever had. Fuck, I hate this dream so much.
Updated 02-24-2014 at 08:11 PM by 67919
24.02.2014Driving on rooftops (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was driving my car on top of narrow rooftops. My mother and sister were in the car too, and I guess we were searching for a parking spot. At some point we got out and tried to climb over some kind of antenna onto another building.
Today i dreamt i was on the sitting room in my house, i was looking under the glass of the table, situated in the middle of the sitting room. I found a fairy tail game for PS4. and i thought to myself "Vitor will like this." i smiled then an image of aeriagames site came on my head. and i saw fairy tail on their site. Dream elements: -In my home -sitting room (of my home) -Fairy tail Technique used: ---------- hours slept: 7 hours
Time unknown hypnopompic hallucination I wake up to see a humanoid figure kneeling down at my cat, Miitan's level staring at her. My cat is stretched out laying on my husband's legs, not looking at the figure (if she was... that'd be very creepy). The figure is translucent and I can only really see the outline. It seems male to me. So different from my usual hallucinations, which are full of color and depth. I also rarely hallucinate humanoid figures and more often just spiders. Dream recall at 10:30 am non-lucid Lingering feeling about a farm after waking up. I felt like I wasn't going to remember any dreams from that night. I wasn't focused on dreaming that night and just wanted to rest. I laid in bed for a while, soaking up the comfort of my nice pillow and blankets, and then suddenly remembered my dream. I went to my best friend's house, which in my dream world is a farm. I've dreamt it this way before. As always, we start off having a good time, but then we go to the mall with her friends, which like in previous dreams, leads me to going off on my own instead of sticking with the group. In the dream I feel really self conscious about my looks, everything from the clothes that I'm wearing (which are really layered in the dream) to my hairstyle to my face, which leads me to feeling too embarrassed to hang out with her friends. We stick around at the entertainment store, in which I point out some Japanese media. At one point I see a よつばと！ box set, thinking how can this be, the creator of the manga doesn't want it to be an anime, but when I pick it up, I realize it's only a box set of the manga. The next place I go with them is a pet store, which is more of an adoption center. I feel I really want to adopt a dog, but the prices range around $8000. I figure it'd be better to go to a breeder or adopt from a shelter. One of the dogs is strangely the face of a human woman with dark, medium-length crimpy hair and dark skin. One person pets her, but I find it odd. When I went up to her, she insults the way I look. There's something about a play my friend's friends are going to perform later and we prepare for it, but I don't remember much. I stay behind as they all head to a different store. I explore the mall. At one point, I reach a museum like area that I've been to with my friend in a previous dream but go to alone in this dream. I'm in line with people from another school and somehow when looking at myself in a mirror, taking off layers, trying to adjust my hair, end up exposing one of my breasts accidentally. I check to see if anyone noticed, and one boy who has dark skin and an afro did notice, but gives an expression that let's me know it's not a big deal and accidents happen. Somehow I end up hanging out with that boy and his friends. They ask me to participate in their play, but I just can't accept, because I'd feel guilty not participating in my friend's but participating in theirs. Somehow I make it back to my friend's house and feel guilty for not spending time with her, but hoping she understands. I'd rather just spend time with her one-on-one. She understands. I think about how am I going to get home without a GPS and figure I'll just ask her which way to the highway later. At some point this girl, who's friends with us in the dream but I don't know in real life, comes through the window to hang out. She's Asian. I think I see my friend's dad in the dream whom in real life I've never met before, but I don't remember. Finished recording the dream at 10:50 am.
drempt that i was the star of a play on stage infront of some random audience and was in a scene where this girl was playing me in a mini game of soccer. she was a witch and it wasnt a typical game of soccer. any thing she called out i had to do. like she said grab your balls and if i didnt she would try adn rip em off. so id listen until finally i scored and she starrted to melt and i cupped my hand over her mouth as she bit into my theme so hard and it hurt!! it started bleeding and icouldnt take it so with my other hand i wripped of her pants and started fingering her really agggresively and she moaned and scremeaded till the curtain came down. then we just stopped acting and wen back to being normal people and were like "good job out there" then i had 30 minutes to learn the rest of the lines of my play but i got lossed and couldnt find the stage again, i could hear it but never found it and it made me mad and sad that i had thrown the 2nd halve of my show away then i stole a corvette from a biker and followed the biker. he was like "dont change the station from 106.kmel cuz i got my bluetooth head set on and i am almost done with my workout" DJ has got us falling in love again was playing and ireally wanted to change that shit cuz he had nice speakers and i watned to see their potential but i obeyed his order. then i drove the car into a pool
Night of February 24, 2014. Monday. This seemingly night-long dream sequence keeps repeating at about four different levels. They consist of different ideas but flow in a seemingly important established “system”. Dreaming of a consistent repeating system (often related to a precise physical position you need to be in - or series of positions), “adjusting” to it, and moving through it again, is a fairly common type of dream since earliest memory, though I have never heard anyone else talk about it much. Sometimes it is blissful, other times a bit irritating and repetitive. Sometimes it relates to supposedly going into the “exact same dream” again from where you left off as long as several years ago. It even seems to have something to do with certain folds of the blanket (at certain locations) at times. The main aspects here…I am trying to mentally emboss a design on the side of the wardrobe. I believe there are several false awakenings. It is like two somewhat oval emblems side by side that have different languages or some such. There is some sort of exotic writing on each, but both different. The one on the right does have something that vaguely resembles a fancy cursive “W”, though, with other smaller patterns. I guess it looks a bit like two different car logos jammed incongruously together. Also, at times, I am trying to mentally work out the alteration of a waveform and keeping its exact same musical qualities no matter how the tempo is altered (there is software that does this but most is very unsatisfactory - adding annoying and obvious artifacts and obvious “stretching” nuances, especially with drum tracks). It is something like changing the tempo from 115 bpm to 70 bpm and working out the proportion downward by dividing the original by 12 (based on the 12 notes in one octave), in the formula (in this case only) being 70/115 = ?/12, which would supposedly indicate moving 7.3 half-tones (in a granular construct) down to keep the nuances exact. I have not tested this yet, so do not know if it is a viable idea - I have done similar work quite often before, but went by ear mostly. It does not sound very viable - it would be more along the lines of distance from source pitch by percentage, as tempo is not directly related to frequency (in Hz). I know the old sampler keyboards from many years back simply changed the speed of the wave sound, though (both faster and slower, for the entire pitch range), but this was too artificial-sounding (to the point of absurdity - but a nice useless toy for some “musicians”, I guess) to be of much use. Also, with other several false awakenings, I am mentally creating some sort of “wind tunnel” through the middle of the bed, about a foot up. This has something to do with getting rid of my bad cold (I have not had much of a cold or flu in years - regardless of all the foreign backpackers coming and going to the illegal “hotels” on our street - and did not even feel the “entry” of this one as I usually do). It will supposedly work by sucking up aspects of the virus and pull them into a different dimension. Through all of this, I am doing some sort of horizontal “slow-motion dance” over an hour or two, whereby my body needs to be in exact positions to maintain the work I am supposedly doing (related to the other three imaginary scenes). I think I am doing this in real life a few times, other times it is only from within my dream.
Updated 06-19-2015 at 10:10 PM by 1390
Dream 1 Not lucid I find myself outside a hotel. I am there with my brother and my bestfriend along with his sister. We are here for what looks to be a League of Legends convention but when i woke I said Yugioh so not sure which. We went into the hotel and tried to book a room we got one room but as my buddy was getting his room they began to get dificult with us saying they didnt have anymore rooms left but it seemed like they did. They called their managment and talked about some random stuff and then came back around and started to talk to the convention people saying they didnt have enough room. they have enough room for 100,000 people but there was already 500,000 currently booked. We decided to leave and we went to the back side of the hotel and there was a bunch of noise going on inside was a gym with lots of different colored lights and people could be heard in the distance. I was standing out side the doors at a desk and was toying around with some Camera strips and was trying to watermark the develepment strips. I set them out and walked over and saw my brother come out of the gym he and I talked about something and then we headed out some doors. Dream 2 Not lucid I found myself on some kind of island with this man. I dont know what he was doing at the time but he reminded me of Tom hanks from the movie cast away like he was stranded on this island. I walk over to the corner of the island and I look down and my stomach is diferent looking. It looked bigger than normal but there was like a cut or something in it and blood was pouring out onto the beach and i was making a line with the blood. I turned around and saw people coming out of the water and one of them walked next to me and we walked over to what was wilson on a stick to what was now a hat on a stick. The person took the hat off and tossed it on the ground and then pumped the stick. It was not a hand sanatizer stand and I was commenting on how i didnt know that was there. Astonished i walked back towards the homeless mans camp to talk to him but when i got there he was crying. I looked over and saw several people i knew trashing his camp. I asked them to stop eating and breaking his camp up. They said No that he didnt deserve it and he just will waste his money on stuff. I said he doesnt and he didnt. They then pointed out that he had fire crackers. I said yes he does but those are cheap and he deserves them if he wants them. He is a nice man and they need to leave him alone. They left him alone finnaly and i went to go find him more stuff. I grabbed a tree and bent it over and flung myself into the air to land on another tree. I kept doing this as i tried to avoid touching the forest floor as i didnt want to get poison ivy. I landed on one tree but my arm was pierced and stuck to a tree. I felt no pain even though a piece of the tree was in my arm. I pulled the sticky spiked branch off my self and jumped to another tree and another and i fell to the forest floor as i was abotu to hit another spikey sticky branch. I made my way out of the forest onto a path. Dream 3 Not lucid I came about into this forestry water place and saw a lady practicing with a fishing lure. It was a cat but it was upside down the body was under water but the legs were sticking out of the water like they were floating devices. She also had a giant bee lure that had a big red floaty under it and she would put real bees onto the stomach of that big bee. a fishing contest started and she was using her big bee lure when all of a sudden this tiger comes bolting out of the water and eats the bee the lady jumps into the water and starts fighting and choking out the tiger and pins it up against this wall and uses her fishing pole to choke it more. she finally knocks it out from doing that and gets out I ask the people near me what the hell was that? why was there a tiger in there? they say that its a real challenge the person needs to be ready for anything that’s what makes them the ultimate fisher. hunter is being able to handle whatever is thrown at you. I get confused and decide to leave. Dream 4 Im in some weird house but all I remember about it is there was an acarde game in the house. Everybody was trying to beat it but nobody could. I walked up looked it over and then shot this same target 4 times in a row and won. everybody was confused because they did the same thing but on the last shot they shot this guy that poped up instead of that small target again. Dream 5 I was in a kingdom and was the duke or prince to a king. we had another person there with me that was the kings right hand man. we did random stuff but the kings helper was trying to train me to take over for the king. I woke up in waking life but feel back asleep but came back to the same dream. I was talking with the right hand man about how i was trying to talk to different people about my dreams and get better. I told him i was trying to reach out to wakingnomad and ravenknight and he seemed very impressed and was happy i was doing that.
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