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Night of 4/19/14


In a mall
Big suze from peep show is having a seminar on how to be a kindergarten teacher, a friend is there attending the lesson
I am late to something again, (possible dream sign?)
have to sit in an office chair in one of the shops and do coursework

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My dad was in an accident and is now mentally handicapped; he wont be able to pay for college.

April 20th, 2014

Layed down in bed around 12:30 pm, began listening to Isochronic pulses. Fell asleep and dreamt I was looking at an extremely fogged fish tank. I couldn't see past the glass but knew there were creatures in it. I wrapped my arms around the fish tank and lifted it, felt warm water running down my chest then something wet and moving under my shirt, around my neck, and that it was stinging me. I touched it then woke up. I fell back asleep and dream continued. However, I was somewhat aware that it was a dream. The wet thing was still squirming and moving under my shirt. I grabbed it and thrashed my head back and forth. I woke up realizing I was physically thrashing my own head and starting to physically move my hand and arm. I got out of bed with a continuing and lingering feeling of disorientation. Feeling very calm, almost carefree but I've never experienced anything like this before. Lucid dreaming with phsyical movement is a whole new ball game.

#308 - DILD – 6:09AM

I am driving home from an event with family. There's an odd hiccup where the tire gets stuck in a tree root. Someone starts giving a speech. A car passes. I remember I am dreaming and start driving really fast. I come up to the car that passed me at an intersection. I recognize the area and swerve around them and head home.

Now I am at the front door but it's locked. I blind summon the keys and shove them in the general area of the key hole. The door pops open, I walk inside, and I am greeted by many kittens in the house. I find this amusing and decide to spend some time playing with them. At one point I am on all fours tickling an orange tabby and it gets a little feisty and scratches my fingers. The pain feels pretty realistic and this causes me to pause. I note the oddity of dream pain but decide its best not to look and the wound.

My family starts coming in the front door and I move to the couch. I remember that I wanted to troll on some dream characters and I start blind summoning toy balls; the ones like my son likes to play with and consequently ends up all over the living room. As each person comes in, I start pelting them in the face. I was embarrassed by the fact that I completely missed most of them. My dream throwing ability should be way better than waking life. My dad comes in last and I get a good shot straight on the nose. He puts a hand to his face and says, “Son! You didn't have to do that! How about I punch you in the balls?”
I find it completely amusing that he said that and laugh. I tell him, “Go ahead. It won't hurt.”
We moves over to me and the dream fades to black as I watch him do an upper cut to my crotch.

I have a false awakening where I am totally laughing my ass off about the dream. This lasts only a few seconds and I wake up for real.

It's been a little while since I last recorded a dream (almost a month in fact). Luckily, I had a big burst of recall this morning, remembering one specific dream in vivid detail. Don't know what caused it to spike back up, but I was on a trip, so I did sleep somewhere other than home.

I went to school with my girlfriend (yeah, throwing in the big dream signs already). This school was a mish-mash of various real life and fictional places, though mostly real life. When my girlfriend and I arrived at the school, we both went to our separate classes. It was shaping up to be a very good day, because both John and Hank Green (of Vlogbrothers fame) came to our class and chose me to interview them in front of the students. I had to prepare my questions, while they went off to a separate room to wait. As I was preparing, a couple of students started messing with me and really began to piss me off. Eventually it got to the point where I shoved one of them out of my personal space and began yelling at the entire class, telling them they're all a bunch of jerks and they have no respect.
At this point, obviously, I was quite embarrassed! So I ran out of the classroom, not knowing where to go. I decided to try to find my girlfriend to tell her what all happened, but when I found her, I got even more upset since she was giving most of her attention to some guy named Cody. This just wasn't my day! I ran away from that too and started hiding in various parts of the school, occasionally running away if the principal was near. This is where it started to get even more odd. As I was wandering through the school, I stumbled into none other than Auron from Final Fantasy X (and wouldn't you know it, I bought the HD remaster a few days ago). Auron ended up giving me good advice and told me not to feel bad about it all.
"Just apologize. Go back in there and be cool about it."
I gave him my thanks, feeling a lot better. So, of course, I took his advice to the letter and ran back to the class, apologizing in front of everyone and going back to my seat to prepare for my interview with John and Hank Green.

What a graceful dream THAT was. Lots and lots of running and hiding. Moral of the story: Final Fantasy X cheers me up.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am with a group of friends at the entrance of an abandoned factory, which is supposed to be haunted. Some big disaster happened here and many workers died and the place was sealed. There is only one entrance and once inside we have to go through a labyrinth of corridors and rooms with no other emergency exit. The place is so eerie. It is stopped in time, it is dead, it is outside of our dimension. Some of us stay behind, because it is increasingly uncomfortable as we go forward. At some point we star hearing voices and seeing shadows and every body freezes ad is unable to go on when the corridor makes a 90º turn to the left. I know there's something after the turn, I can feel it, but we did come to see what's there, so I gather all my courage and go around the corner and further into the corridor. I see some really dark shades and feel the presences of those ghosts. It is so creepy, the hair on the back of my head raises and I just want to run away. I turn around and return to close to my friends. We decide to not go any further, because we feel it gets darker and darker from there onwards. Instead, we find a room full of valuable stuff that was left in the factory as it was. We start selecting and collecting into bags to take away with us. But the creepy sounds increase and seem to be getting closer and closer. Some guys outside the room tell us we should leave now, they sound scared. We rush to the door, the noises seem like a hord of monsters is coming in our direction. When we get closer to the entrance we came in, there's a lot of debris blocking half the passage. Other friends outside stick their heads inside and tell us that apparently some ghosts have been trying to cut our way out. We start rushing outside, climbing the debris, but I am attracted to a door, a bit behind us. I go back and stop at this closed door, just listening. I hear voices of people inside, going about their work, as if nothing had ever happened to them. I felt they didn't want to hurt us, they just wanted us out of there. They were trapped in that eternal forever and we were strange disruptive energies they were simply trying to shoo away. They let us take the objects with us, as long as we leave for good. They seem to be in peace now.

All 4 of my grandparents are alive and fit and well.
I see my mums parents a lot more as my dad's are always on holiday and I get the feeling his mum doesnt like me very much. His dad however is one of the loveliest people you could ever meet, a true gentleman who always opens doors for me, pulls my chair out at tables, puts my coat on for me etc. My mums dad is lovely as well, I get on so well with him we always laugh and joke together.

Anyway I dreamt last night that my dad's dad had died. Yet my mums dad had also died as well but not both of them, its really weird to explain, probably because I call both of them "Grandad" and of course I was absolutely devastated and at the time I knew it was just one of them but somehow it was both. It was horrible as i'm so close to both of them in real life.
I then went out somewhere to do a job, or it might have been college i can't remember, but I wanted to be let off doing the work by saying he had died but didnt want to actually say it
I can't stop thinking about them dying now.
Luckily (I guess) my mums parent's came over today for Easter so I got to see my Grandad and gave him a massive hug
I love them all so dearly

A setting based on the early 1900s. I'm sitting at a dinner table, with my POV character's mother sitting somewhere to my right, and a woman who I'm having an intense argument with to my left, at the foot of the table. We argue frequently, I enjoy it; and I realize that although we're stating how much we hate each other, we're using words usually associated with passion or love.

Dinner's over, the woman is gone, but my mother and I are still in the same room, standing now. I'm talking about breaking my engagement to someone else. I've never met the girl I'm engaged to - she lives in (either New York or Boston, can't remember which - I thought of it as far away), and our fathers had arranged it between themselves, before my father died. My mother is warning me about possible consequences. She describes the girl's father as "the power behind the throne."

Early dream: I saw people leaving a church and then the Pasteur went to the back end and blessed two corpses that were in coffins; One on her left that was rancid in a lot of ways and was in a wooden box or crate rather than a fancy coffin, The other on her right (was) in a coffin (and was not rancid.) I then talked to her and later it appeared that I did something else alone but that's not posted here.

EDIT, UPDATE 19-9-2014: Two people who I met who went to church died this year. Are they the two mentioned in the dream? Do I know which is which, if so?

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I also saw a neighbor of mine (A man named Bob Wilson) then later he was in my house and he had to leave through the front door.

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Much later I dreamed of being in Church and thinking of the recent, Prior dream I had of the Pasteur while there along with another one (From 2013) in which I dreamed of her smoking marijuana with a painter (Which I wonder if it applies now in ways it did then,) And then I was facing backwards towards the entrance/exit to the church building; Then a man in a peach colored (Or somewhat colored like that) coat walked up and handed to me a golden trophy and I was wondering if it was really meant for me and I was wondering if it was a mistake, And I voiced my thoughts of the matter.

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Then I (Or "I") was in a building stealing something and after various things I tried getting out of the building by a window; I thought I saw myself fall to the ground in the bushes dead but that must have been something else unless it's symbolically a body that left me. The stuff I had stolen was stuck around my neck rendering me unable to move, And I was caught; The SWAT team found me next to an open window. One of the guys asked me what I'd like to do; Live or Die and I said Live which he said he liked because it saves energy and I said "I agree", Then he or they said to call my employer who put me up to this and I called and it ended with getting to my mother's work place answering machine which I didn't hear the recording fully in-dream but I thought it was re-routed so my mother would be framed. Yet at the same time, if it is her I shouldn't listen to any lies.

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Well I posted it this way at least...?

i am walking down the street. there are some people at the end of the street. they start to mess with me, so i tell them to go to hell. they open a door next to me, i walk through the door and i start fighting with them. suddenly
a gas tube appears in the middle of the road. suddenly gas smoke starts to leak out of it. all of them run through the previous door, leaving me behind. the gas tube is getting larger and larger. i look around and find a small tunnel beside me. i jump into the tunnel, then i crouch because the tunnel is to short. the tube is still leaking deadly smoke. i move to the other side of the tunnel, then i jump out of the tunnel. deadly smoke is not leaking anymore.
my grandmother appears out of nowhere. she asks me how i came here. suddenly i look at my hand and find out i am..........DREAMING!! everything is crystal clear and real. i am calm. my grandmother says something, but i ignore her. i suddenly want to teleport to the mall. i start to spin and find my self in the void, then i try visualizing the mall. it wont work. i close my eyes........CRAP!! now i am in sleep paralysis, after some seconds i wake up.
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i have done the same mistake before....

#307 – DILD – 5:19

I am playing with a toy biplane. There are many propellers and some aren't working properly. Suddenly, I launch off a cliff and fly over a rocky beach. I have initial fear, but quickly realize that I could just jump down and it won't hurt because it's all a dream.

I drop and turn to go back. (Why I did not play on the beach I do not know!) As I turn around I am now in an apartment. I rub hands for a second but realize the dream is stable enough. I remember that I want to ask a DC to show me some magic. As I am looking around, I wake partially but quickly reenter the dream without any trouble.

There's now an adolescent boy who looks very stereotypically Swedish. Tell him to show me some magic but he just shakes his head “no”. I keep asking but he won't relent.

I have a FA. I am at work and apparently I was napping in the break room. Speaking of the boy, I say, “Geeeeez. Touchy.” Someone starts talking about not needing any cookies in the desert. I look and see something like chocolate pudding with graham crackers in it.

#306 - WILD - 4:59AM

I enter vibes once I start my mantra. Odd. I have to overcome a great deal of fear this time. I am not sure what it's all about; just a feeling of presence in the room. I have a hard time getting out of SP with the usual oddities. One thing to note was that when I tried spinning I actually felt dizy-sick. After a long struggle, I manage to transition. My vision was horrible but I managed to see my living room and head for the front door. There is a horrible shrieking sound and as I reach the front door I am sucked away. I don't bother fighting it; I just head for the back instead.

When I reach the kitchen entrance, I see a white tiger in the darkness that's blocking the way. There is fear but I manage to give in to the visual and phase past. I reach the back door and get out onto the deck. I pause and note that I am floating. I hear rain and birds chirping. There's something white floating in the air but I can't tell what it is exactly. I chose to ignore it. The dream is still very unstable so I feel the deck railing with my hands as I walk into the yard. The scene turns to daytime as I begin rubbing my hands. Encouraged, I continue to hoping the dream clears up further.

The void almost overtakes me and when it clears out, it is now night time. I look up at the sky and see many more stars than usual. I admire that for a second and continue on down the alley. I am rubbing my hands and clapping while talking everything out, “rub hands” “clap” “daytime”. The dream suddenly ends.

I find this whole WILD experience annoying so I switch to DILD.

i was a member of a little village who worked in an in. The leader was one of my friends from high school who I remember being exceptionally smart. I was checking some guests into the place when the view shifted to third person.

There was a woman with white hair wearing a grayish-blue dress. She was barking a few men orders to attack the village because the leader did something to her that was unforgivable, therefore she was going to ruin the village and everyone in it.

Somehow, the leader got word and demanded that a shelter be built for all of the citizens. They made it out of ice (it looked like a igloo from the outside). He ushered everyone into the place, which was actually quite large in the inside of it.

When the woman caught word that there was a shelter, she decided that she would just have to go there herself and destroy it.

A villager in the shelter asked if it would hold up. The leader said, "Yes. It's made of ice and the queen's only power is that of ice. None of her powers would be effective against us. Rest easy."

Things that stand out:

• People from high school
• Magical powers
• Snow setting (I don't live in a place with lots of snow)
• Different time

It was a holiday (either Thanksgiving or Easter) and some of my family from my mom's side came over to celebrate at my grandparent's house. After eating dinner, we decided to watch a movie that my aunt had recently bought.

I found it strange that my mom wasn't with us, so I wondered aloud where she was. Apparently she was in the hospital with some kind of serious sickness. They were worried that she wouldn't make it. I started to cry but my grandma rushed over and hugged me.

After the movie, we all decided to go to the park. My mom was there and I rushed over to her to see if she was okay. They apparently let her out and she had figured that we would've been at the park so she came ahead.

Things that stand out:

• My mom
• Family (I didn't know a lot of them)
• Deadly sickness

Homeless shelter,4 blankets, taking my blue blanket and giving other, Japanese comforter got stolen, other part of town, someone helping me get back, trying to get refund or reimbursed

I was sitting at a large circle table in an office that reminded me of the one I sat at when I was working with the Newspaper. There were some people there that I recognized from High School sitting towards the left side, while I was more center-focused.

A girl that I was once pretty good friends with sat down beside me. She looked over at me after awhile with concern in her eyes and apologized. I asked her why she was apologizing to me when she hadn't done anything wrong and then motioned to the people sitting on the left side of the table.

I looked over toward them and they were staring at me, laughing. They were making fun of me and I overheard them saying some choice things about me. I rolled my eyes and pretended that I didn't notice. My old friend told me that what they were saying wasn't true and that I shouldn't listen to them.

Things that stand out:

• People from high school