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I was having an x rated dream with a girl from high school when in the middle of it she disappeared and I woke up in bed. I did a nose plug and could breathe, so I got out of bed, went downstairs, phased through my front door and shot up in the sky to complete the bonus task. BONUS TASK!! - International Astronomy Day: Get to outer space using any means necessary. "Swim" in space to your favorite planet or celestial object. – Mismagius

As I’m flying past the clouds I see the stars. I’m finally in space and look back at earth just to be sure. I try to visualize Saturn so I could land on one of its moons called Titan. This moon is covered in ice and is known for ice volcanoes erupting on it. As I’m swimming through space (Breast stroke), Mars materializes before me, a few random planets materialize before me, then I finally see this grey and brown moon by itself. Even though Saturn wasn’t next to it, I swim into it and then drop down through its atmosphere. As I’m descending, I feel the clouds against my body and the temperature dropping. I land in a city somehow. There are no people, just a city covered in snow and ice. I fly around in search for an ice volcano but have no luck. After exploring a little more I have a false awakening. I plug my nose and can breath, so I go outside again to try the Jack and the Beanstalk task. Jack and the Beanstalk - As Jack, acquire some magic beans, and plant them. Once they grow into a giant, sky-piercing stalk, climb to the top and find the giant. Defeat him using any means necessary.

After going outside I put my hands together to try and summon some beans in my hands but I fail. I look to my left and something is glowing on the ground. I pick it up and it’s a bean. I turn around and another glowing bean is on the ground so I pick it up as well. I dig up some grass, place the beans and cover them back up. A skinny green stalk appears with leaves coming out of it that’s as wide as a rope you would climb in gym class as a kid. When I climb the stalk I notice that it’s incredibly sturdy. After climbing for a little I make it to the clouds, which are almost like a ceiling. I pull myself up and stand on a cloud. All of the sudden this giant creature that looks like a cross between Predator and Iron Man approaches me, and a loud voice says, “Fight!” I try to punch him, but it has no effect. He runs up on me and shoves me really far back. I run at him again and imagine I have a sword and start slashing him up. The creature dropped his head so I thought I won, but then the voice says, “Round 2, Fight!” He picks his head up again and comes at me again so I slash him up and he finally drops to the ground for good this time. I’m really exited at this point so I have a false awakening, plug my nose then continue exploring the dream scape since I can’t remember any more tasks.

4/25/14* I saw 2 sets of people in my dream that I don't remember dreaming about before from waking life and people I haven't seen for a while. One I haven't seen for probably 25 years (MB) and the other set were my wife's uncles L, P, & E , two of which I saw maybe 3 or 4 years ago and one of them about seven years ago perhaps. Also there was C from the office & bro-law B. I did get news feeds from facebook for them recently including just last night on the one that I haven't seen for 25 years.

To bed 11pm. Not trying anything tonight but I woke up at 4 a.m. from a disturbing dream related to possession. Basically "D" from the office was looking at me and saying that there's something wrong with you and I kind of laugh it off and later he says oh your left sleeve is bundled up oddly like you are possessed, however that connection was made! I joke around about being possessed but I also think about some of the people who think lucid dreaming could lead to something like that. He says you shouldn't joke around, you've got a strange vibe about you and I make a growling noise as a joke but when I did that I felt very strange and backed off from my joking and woke up. I think that raised my awareness quite well which resulted in the unintentional dild in the dream below.

(R-rated sexual content - if you don't visualize the words)
I was at a party (I think @my sister in laws house) and I was leaving the party getting ready to walk to my car and one of the women at the party walked up to me and said hey wait maybe I can walk with you because
my house is around the corner. it seems she didn't want to walk alone, it was night time. After a little walk she comes to her car. I guess she lives far enough around the corner to have driven and she tells me to get in she will show me her house and then take me back to my car. She has a 6 unit building and she lives in one of the units even though there are no multi family dwellings in the neighborhood...this doesn't occur to me at the time. She starts to take me back to my car but she's driving backwards instead of turning around. I go with it but then she starts rolling up on a curb, a steep curb and I can feel the car tilt but I remind myself that the tilt is not severe enough to turn the car over and surely she's about to roll back off the curb but then she keeps going and now she's heading towards a cliff. As we approach the cliff I realize how improbable this is and that it feels like a dream scenario but as we're dropping off the cliff I'm not
100% sure so I think well there's nothing I can do at this point anyway might as well enjoy the ride down either way. I can feel the strong g's particularly on my face from dropping and it feels so realistic like one of those drop tower rides but I am 99% sure that it is a dream now. A thought pops in my head that well if I we're about to die we might as well have last sex and it seems like at that point the vehicle stops dropping and it is now a large van. The woman seems to have heard my thoughts or was thinking the same thing and lays down on the floor of the van and pulls up her shirt. She is not wearing a bra underneath. We both start taking off our pants and underwear and the driver of the van, like one of those large shuttle vans starts walking back towards us like she its going to tell us off. I look up at her and the woman on the floor starts giving me a bj and it feels very realistic I start looking around this shuttle van and looking down at the woman who is giving me the bj and I am fascinated by
all of the realism. Her eyes, her eyebrows, her hair. Apparently this is a bus full of nurses and they all look so realistic as well but I don't have ideas for the others yet and in fact the nurses all start giving us reasons why we should not be doing this which seems to be trying to tug at my lucidity. Instead I find myself back in bed, awake. *Now this is a little bit of a strange coincidence but my wife woke up and told me she had a bad dream. She almost never remembers our dreams and rarely talks about them and thinks it's strange that I focus on my dreams and that I lucid dream. She said she had a dream that she was at a party (like mine) and I was there with a woman and I was being nice to her like she was my new woman or something and my wife got very upset and left. Not necessarily an uncommon thing to have a dream about being at a party & jealousy, but I thought it was interesting. Lately my self-awareness still seems to be lower as it has swung more towards my surroundings.

This is the first time I write in my online Dream Journal, but I wrote down my dreams before (unconsciously).

Quick background about this dream (my dreams in general). I dream, mostly, about a character named Fabiënne (also named Vivian, Evy or even Rebecca aka me). This dc is also a character in my stories (I write fantasy stories, mostly based on my dreams), this character is 'me' loosely in a way. Next I have another story/dc character Damon (or Adrian) who I dream about a lot. He is Fabiënne's boyfriend (or potential boyfriend).

My latest dreams (I have a dream and keep dreaming about the same story or subject for a week or longer) were about Fabiënne (or I, I am seeing this from her POV) and Damon. They were camping in a camper and they were hiding from a organization (this is a long on going subject that is difficult to explain and also is part of my made up story I write IWL).
I was shot in her abdomen and is now wrapped in bandages. It is unclear how the bandages came their, if the bullet is in my body or who shot me. I am sleeping on a bed that also has a function as a table (in a camper you can apparently make your dinner table into a bed, I don't know I have never been camping in a camper). I feel save and happy (this I can acutely feel as if I'm in a Lucid dream). I am also in a bit of pain, sore, like muscular pain (this I can't feel for real, I just know I am in pain or supposed to be sore).

I hope you guys like my dream. You can ask questions (for example about my stories) or comment if you experienced something like this as well. =D

Hi im new to this posting my dreams online. let me give a little background real quick. Ive always felt my dreams were more than just dreams since i was little, being able to meet people I've never met in the waking life and talk to family members who have passed. I've never really looked to into it i just took the dreams as they came but recently i had a dream that just made me seek out advice.... here it is.

in my dream i was moving apartments and i kept hearing noises as if some one else was in my new apartment. I felt scared in my dream like you would in real life if you thought someone was in your apartment that shouldn't be. I later made contact with a lady in my dream she was an older african american lady who looked very lost and confused. i was too afraid to approach her so i left the apartment. walking away i met up with older Mexican lady who was very mad at me. The older Mexican lady was a witch (someone who performs voodoo). Some time during the conversation me and the old Mexican lady were having my grandma came up in conversation (my grandma used to believe in voodoo if not practice it as well) (my grandma has been dead for about 6 years now) after the Old Mexican lady found out who my grandma was she lightened up a lot. some how i ended up being in an arranged marriage with her grandson. I've never met him in the waking life but i could recognize him if i saw him again. the entire dream the lady kept checking on me she was always dressed in black.


everyone in my dream I've never met before. I feel this dream was more than just a dream. if anyone had any input please id love to hear it. if you feel I'm just being crazy you can say that too

I'm on a tour of haunted cemeteries. A few things seem a little off. There's this house that shows up several times on the tour in different places, almost like the house is following me and keeps appearing every time I look over my shoulder. Another weird thing is that we're told that the haunted cemeteries are the ones where slaves are buried, and one of the first ones we visit has a wooden gate with the words "Slave Entrance" scratched onto it. Why would a cemetery need a separate entrance for slaves?

I start to wake up, but then remember that I need to stay still with my eyes closed. It takes a little while before anything appears, and I start counting to stay focused. I find myself at work. Remembering the tornado task, I step out through the back door and look to the east. The sky is sunny, but as I focus, storm clouds appear. Then I watch the tornado form in the distance. It comes towards me as the base widens. I listen for the sounds of the storm, remembering that it's supposed to sound somewhat like a train. Instead, I hear thunder and… is that the score from the movie "Twister?" I just watched that movie the other night, and I really did like the music. I reach out to measure the width of the tornado with my hands – and find myself back indoors, holding a coiled-up rug.

I put the rug down and find a flower pot. It's already filled with soil, and I drop a single seed into it. Nothing happens at first, so I wave my hands over the pot as if I can make it grow. A single stalk shoots out, followed by two more, but there's nothing on them. I force the shoots to retreat back into the soil and come back as something more interesting. The second time, it comes out with a single daffodil. Much better. I wonder if there's anything else I can get out of this that would be more interesting, so I send the daffodil back into the soil. On the third try, an oak tree starts growing out of the pot and shoots upwards. My first thought is that I should climb it, since climbing trees is something I've done before in lucid dreams but it's not something I can do in waking life anymore.

This tree isn't so easy to climb, as the branches are too far apart for me to get both a handhold or a foothold, but I manage to get up into it. I look up and see stars above me, which reminds me of the bonus task. Could I climb the tree all the way up into space? I start climbing higher, but I can't see to get far enough. I start waking up again, but I go back to counting to stay focused. My counting turns into a launch countdown as I sit in the cockpit of a space shuttle. I blast off into space, though I seem to have lost the shuttle somewhere along the way. I watch as the planets zoom past me, first Mars, then Jupiter and Saturn, until I get to my destination: the moons of Uranus. I picked this planet because its moons have Shakespearean names, and one of them happens to be my given name. I land on "my" moon, which seems awfully tiny. It's like I'm standing on a large boulder. I stay on it for three orbits around the planet. This starts to get a little boring after a while, so I start spinning to see where I end up at random. I find myself on the surface of a moon. This time, the moon is large enough that I can see the lunar landscape all the way to the horizon. The sky above me is dark and full of stars. I can even see Jupiter and at this distance, it's as large as the sun appears on Earth.

There's a space capsule on the surface, and I walk into it. There's an astronaut inside who is going about his usual routine. He looks at me, comes towards me, and, um, we get into some really kinky activities. While I am flipped over on my belly while the astronaut guy does stuff, I'm watching plants growing in a hydroponic bay. There are roses growing in a pot, and more rosebuds appear and bloom as stuff happens, which seems pretty cool.

I'm writing some weird phrases on my sofa. It's a red crayon and it seems I can easily delete what I write, as it is eraseable.
Can't remember exactly the problem, but it was about remember things, as I have a bad memory for superficial things, but it could be they are ''superficial'' things for me, not for everybody else, so it's better I write them down in order to remember!
So, I was explaining this thought to someone (can't remember who), but when I turn to look at this person, I notice the room is empty!
I'm angry, as I was talking to no one for a lifetime now, and this remind me of Ulysses and his Polyphemus. So I draw a face with one eye and I start to invent a story about it.
More I draw, mountains and rivers and roads, more the story becomes interesting.
I pretend someone is listening to me, even if I know no one is there.
But when I turn back to watch at my imaginary audience, my dog is there.
I'm exceptionally happy and after a while I ask my dog how she could come back from death, as it could be the century discovery.
She can't talk so she takes the crayon and starts to play with it.
I think she is drawing the answer, but she is only hungry and she eats the crayon.
I'm scared it can make her sick, so I put my fingers in her throat and I notice a tumor.
I woke up very sad.

OKAY LET'S SEE

Dream - Disappointment
So I dreamed that I somehow saw a brand new scene from the movie Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children, where Cloud was in the Forgotten City being interrogated by Kadaj on the location of something important (my brain apparently tried to come up with something important that Kadaj would want the location of, and came up with "glue"). I really liked this new scene and went looking for it on YouTube after I "woke up", but attempts to search for it by entering such scene-relevant quotes as "Give up the glue" for some reason only brought up videos I had no interest in, such as The Running Man "Give Up the Glue". I eventually became fully convinced, much to my disappointment, that it had only been a dream, and that I would likely never see the scene again. :c

False Awakenings
Lessee, then that YouTube false awakening aside, I had a couple more false awakenings re: something I had to do real quick at 7 AM-ish before falling asleep again. I had two different dreams where I accomplished the task, and when my alarm finally woke me up at 7 AM I was half-convinced I'd already done it a couple times, when in reality I'd never (as far as I can tell) left my bed.

Dream - Frustration
So this one started out with Jess and I chilling in this otherwise-empty house, perhaps abandoned by its previous residents. We were in the bathroom with the bathtub filled with water, but when I looked in it I saw two weird insect-things I'd never seen before. They seemed to be an aquatic version of house centipedes, though with marginally thicker legs and fewer of them, which were squirming on the surface of the water like protozoa (thanks BIO 101). I called in this strangeness to some radio or TV show, who promptly announced to everyone that some 14 million cases of these weird insect-things being in peoples' homes had been reported.

Then mom drove up and frickin' took me away from the house for some reason. I didn't particularly want to leave, but next thing I knew I was in the car and we were racing down the highway. I started sort of crying (it felt like I couldn't really cry, just sort of half-cry?) to try to convince her to take me back to the house, but it seemed to just make her annoyed. Then I tried to open the door to potentially jump out, but the force of the wind outside made it impossible to open. So I settled on crying and hoping Dad wouldn't suddenly appear in the front seat, since he would've seen right through this weirdness and told me to cut it out.

Then I'm not sure what happened. I ended up in the middle of nowhere at night, trying to find a way to head back. I seem to remember performing some stunt where I ramped a truck off something in a reckless manner, and I may have encountered a homeless guy or hitchhiker or something, who was my key to getting back to the house. But I'm not totally sure.

I somehow ended up back at the house. Still nighttime, and now Jess and Mom were on the front porch, apparently witnessing my arrival. I was incredibly irritated by having been relocated, and looked over to see what looked like an 18-wheeler fuel tanker chilling in the dark nearby. I reached out and grabbed it with psychic power, feeling a satisfying sense of weight as I lifted it into the air. I slammed it down on the front yard (apparently lifting things into the air and then slamming them to the ground is a thing I do nowadays). Then I hopped up on top of it, and started channeling intense heat around my hands. I pressed both palms against the truck, and the metal turned molten (though without glowing), allowing them to sink through. As I did this, I noticed that my hands felt at first cold, and then lukewarm; one of the things I worry about when I consider using fire powers is the potential that I would just burn myself, but it seems to be a nonissue.

I think I was trying to cause a gas explosion or something, though not with the intent to hurt anyone. I was just really irritated and lucid enough to realize that I could do what I wanted. I think that's where I woke up, though.

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Update: April 26 2014 (aka the next day)
At the time I had this dream there was some stuff about it that didn't make sense, like the part where I tried to manipulate mom by crying (very petty behavior, something I don't think I could ever do IWL) and the fact that I saw Dad as someone who would see right through my attempts at manipulation (IWL he's more clueless than shrewd).

Then, today, I got into a big shouting match with Dad. Apparently he'd been building up tension ever since Mom requested that we have the house totally cleaned up by Tuesday, so a photographer can take pictures. He tried to hint at how we should do a little at a time, say five minutes here and there, so it would get done early, although the rambling way he requested it made it a little hard to take seriously. And then he blew up tonight (after some prompting on my part). Some of the things he mentioned was the fact that he feels like Mom and him can't request favors from us (my sister and I) and that he feels like they're too easy on us. He felt that Mom in particular is helpless to request that we get things done, or maybe it's that we won't get things done without plenty of prompting and her being over my shoulder.

After his temper tantrum I certainly felt like slamming an eighteen-wheeler around. The obvious parallel aside, it seems to me that Mom driving me to somewhere I don't want to go while I act passive aggressive about it and hope Dad doesn't show up and make me stop is a parallel to Mom requesting that I get cleaning done while I put it off and Dad tries to have me get it done early.

Not trying to imply that I'm some kinda weird psychic or anything, I think I was just sort of unconsciously picking up on the stress signals Dad was sending out.

The sad thing is it's not like I'm some slacker who doesn't get things done. I'm going to sleep the stress off, wake up after a good night's sleep, grab a shower and some tea and bomb the absolute heck out of my to-do list, and it's gonna be super satisfying, especially after I got basically nothing done today. And all this drama will have been completely unnecessary, except for pushing my bedtime back another hour, and giving this dream some reasoning behind it.

In other news I'm thinking of reading Freud's Interpretation of Dreams. Still pretty skeptical about him (my Psych professor doesn't like him), but the more one reads, the more ideas one has to draw from.

Tried PLR at about 12:30 and fell asleep. Woke up at 5:30 and attempted again. No results. Started dreaming. I was with my old friend Jeremy and we were driving around. I had a home stereo system in his car and needed to store it. We ended up going to the college storage that was near and walking inside and looked around. Not much was stored in here. I do remember there was a large slim and tall statue, I believe it was a Buddha statue. Behind this was a shelf with agate druzy sliced rocks and a few other knickknacks. I looked around and found a chimney/fireplace and instead of being against the wall it was like 2 feet away from it. There was a bunch f stuff hidden here as if people thought that they were safer being sort of out of site. Forgot the rest because of bad note taking upon waking up.
Jeremy/Driving/College storage/Buddha statue/druzy slices/empty/hidden

Date: Apr 25
Sleep Length: 6h
Techniques: DILD
Dream Summary:
(1) I was at a place where I could eat free food. (Perfect dream, haha). It was like a cafeteria, I seemed to go there every morning and there was a bunch of people my age (like 100-200). Maybe it was kinda like a special school, idk. There were special kinds of food, like some chocolate-nut mix, weird yellow berries (Physalis I think), loads of orange juice and semi-opaque bluish jelly. the place with the hundred people was downstairs, upstairs there were about 10 people, which seemed to be more arrogant and "better" or smarter (teachers? rich nerds?). I almost always accidentally went to the "better" people at first, until I realized I'm at the wrong place and went downstairs.
Vividness (1-15), Awareness (1-10): 1/2
Emotions: happy about the food, pretty anti-social
Tags: PT, morning, free food, chocolate nut, yellow berries (Physalis?), orange juice, stairs

Note: recall after 1 hour, I moved too much

Finally on the board for Task of the Year 2014!!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #206: The Giant Killer

I sense a transition into the dream state, but just as it begins I hear our dogs start barking downstairs. Wife stirs in the bed next to me and I wonder how much of this is pure dream and how much of it might be sounds and sensations from waking life bleeding over.

I will myself to roll out of bed OBE-style and I decide to phase downstairs to see what the dogs are on about. I pass through walls and the floor like a ghost and I think to myself that “I’m spirit walking.”

I pass through one last set of walls and the geometry gets weird for a moment and I wonder if I’m losing this dream. I rake my fingers across the floor but I pass right through. Still, it seems to bring me back into the experience and there in front of me are our 2 dogs laying on the floor panting.

Their food and water bowls both lay empty and I figure that’s what they were making a fuss about. Even though I’m still floating like a ghost, I’m able to grab the water bowl and sling it across the room and it clangs realistically against the floor. I consider asking Wife the next morning if she heard any of this commotion.

I head out into the garage, walking like normal now. Rather than phase, for some reason I lift the garage door manually and walk out into the night. I move past the circular driveway to the grass, thinking of the Jack and the Beanstalk Task of the Year. I dig a quick hole and everything’s feeling very vivid now. I do a behind-the-back summon of a seed which feels very half-hearted but fortunately still does yield a tiny seed. I quickly cover it over with dirt.

For water I move my hands in a little sprinkling motion over the little mound and a few drops of “rain” fall. The plant immediately springs up through the ground and stretches skyward. It looks like a normal vine at first but as it continues up it looks more like a twisting rope bridge that goes all the way up into the clouds.



I grab the lower rung and start hauling myself up but I feel like I’m getting nowhere and won’t ever be able to tackle all that distance. I decide that the planks are being reeled in from above and are pulling me up toward the clouds. It works! In a couple of spots the planks twist and turn oddly as if they’re trying to throw me off, but I ignore this and before long I’m at the top! I float up over the edge into what looks like a restaurant that’s being prepared for a party.

Two women standing nearby appear to be in charge of the scurrying wait staff. One of the women, an attractive lady in her early 40s, looks up at me as I walk nearby. She has a streak of her short brown hair bleached almost white. My task is the defeat the giant that lives up here, so I ask, “Where’s the giant?” She points behind me and to my left.

When I turn, there’s a guy roughly 9-10 feet tall walking through the door of the restaurant. He’s mid-40s with dark hair and a thick, barrel-chested build. “So you’re the giant?” I ask leadingly.



“That’s right,” he says and immediately takes a swing at me. His punch catches me square in the face but I decide that it will have no effect. I wind up not feeling anything or even falling back and it kind of feels like cheating. I strike at the man, trying what I for some reason think is a “kidney punch” but actually hit him in the side of the gut. He winces a bit but doesn’t move much.

I follow this up with a kick to the body and the giant clutches at his chest. I feel like this is working but I become paranoid about losing the dream, so I leap up and grab onto the giant’s face. I try to do this thing where I burn him with my hands but it completely fails. The failure makes me kind of vicious and desperate, so I gouge at his left eye with my right thumb and then strike him on the neck with my forearm. He collapses hard to the ground and I go with him. As I’m picking myself up to see what’s next, the dream ends.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #205: Beer Goggles

My friend “Leroy” and I are hosting a meeting at a hotel. We’re there to meet with another company for merger talks and we’ve got a table of breakfast food laid out for the attendees. A bunch of other random people are having breakfast here, though, and have stolen a bunch of our yogurts. Leroy runs past these tables and grabs the yogurts back before sprinting off toward the meeting in the nearby bar. I think this is pretty awesome and get a good laugh out of it.

When we get to the bar and sit down with the other company, I realize that it’s lots of people I know from different areas of my life. This strikes me as strange, and when I consider my situation, I realize that I’m dreaming.

I spend a little bit of time conversing with the people at the table, just out of curiosity as to how they’ll react. I talk to SK for a moment and then to a younger version of SC who is now sporting a mustache. They all seem to be aware that this is a dream and don’t try to fool or convince me otherwise.

I leave the table and think that I should use the opportunity to try a drink. As I pass a waiter I say, “Sir, give me a beer,” and he immediately complies. I take a swig, but it’s sort of gross, like flat mineral water. For some reason I decide to dump the rest over my face. It feels cold, realistic, and super invigorating! There also seems to be an unlimited supply, because it just keeps pouring and pouring. The effect is awesome because it’ll occasionally even cross my vision and make everything look all watery-looking.

I head for the exit, a huge, ornate wooden door with an iron ring for a handle. I pull it open (with some effort) and then do this again at a second huge wooden door. Now I’m out on the street in the daytime, pouring “beer” over my face and looking at the passerby. It’s a beautiful day out and I just enjoy the sunshine and presence of the DCs.

An attractive Asian woman in a two-piece swimsuit approaches from down the street, but as she walks by closer to where I’m standing she morphs into a guy walking around in shorts and a t-shirt. “Hey, you were a woman just a second ago!”

“That’s right,” he says. “Do you want me to change back?”

“Yeah, change back!” At this, he leans over, grabs the back of his t-shirt and seems to kind of struggle with pulling it over his head. And as he emerges, “he” is back to female form again. I’m super amused by this and I cheer at the trick. She seems really flattered and pleased by my reaction and laughs before walking away.

This whole time I’ve continued pouring beer over my face and I look up at the bottle to see that it’s really small now, about the size of a thimble. It still pours just fine, though, but I don’t have long before the dream ends.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


I see my cousin João playing with other kids on ths street park. I join them. There's a kind of standalone treehouse from which we can slide down and jump and I have great fun, but I start noticing some strange thing about these kids: they are all athletic, enjoy being outside and are fierce enviromentalists. That's good, but a bit suspicious. I notice my cousin is extraordinarily kind and good boy, and I fail to recognize him as I remembered. Then I see a kid hugging a tree and that's ok, until the point in which every one of his hairs light up on the tip and fuse with the tree trunk, like the connection the aliens on Pandora have with the other animals and plants. Ok, what is going on?
That's when they take me to the coast and I see numerous tiny creatures, like gnomes and goblins, rising from the sea. They tell me they have been secretly transforming the kids and will now make a full scale invasion of the planet, to stop the humans from destroying what's left of the world's ecosystems. They make an implant in me, that is supposed to tranform me into one these kind, peaceful, green mutant, like the kids, but I resist the brainwashing power. I mean, I am already like them, but I want to still think for myself. In the end I think: is it that bad that they will turn every human into a nature loving person and the world will be ruled by mythical guardians of nature? I guess it's just fine for me!

April 25, 2014

Last night bed 8am - 4:40am

Yesterday I took 100mg of Bcomplex around 3pm.

Miserable night. Kept waking up every hour or so. I probably miss being more active on my work days (yesterday and before I was off). Also some other crap.


DR1 12am

Once again, my dream mimics my daytime emotions. Fuck this.

I'm at home, we have family visiting us. I get up, squeeze by them and walk away. Everybody is looking at me like wtf? Why is she leaving. I don't like leaving like that, but I guess I have had enough.

DR 2

Very very uncomfortable dream. My own parents don't trust me. My dad catches up with me somewhere on the sidewalk where I'm sitting, curled up in a ball, bare feet dirty, a mess. He is acusing me of being homeless and why don't I get help from them or something. I yell at him I have a job and place to live.

Last dreams of the night never had a chance. Thoughts of my day flood my mind the moment I wake up and override any remnants of a dream.

April 24th, 2014 - I dreams I was pregnant, but single and unemployed. I was almost at full term and lived with my family in a small sea side town. I did not want the baby but could not abort because everyone else in my family was excited about it. I could not even talk about not wanting the baby because it would have appalled everyone in the small town. I was expected to be a good little dutiful mother even though I did not know where the father was. (In the dream I literally could not remember who the father of my child was at all). The dream ended with me going to give birth soon and I was emotionless and still conflicted about wanting the baby, even dreading it's arrival, while everyone else around me rejoiced.

April 25th, 2014 - I was male and a vampire with medium length white hair and wearing a long black trench coat. I lived in a small Medieval village that was surrounded by a thick stone wall. Outside the wall was a dense, maze-like forest filled with many nasty creatures like other vampires, werewolves, and demons, as well as normal forest animals. The wall was there to keep the other bad creatures out so they did not attack humans but I was allowed to sit on the roof tops of the villager's houses at night and drive away any infernal creature that tried to attack the people. In the morning, before the sun rose, the people would leave me jars of pig's blood, on their doorsteps, as payment. I slept during the day in an old gated cemetery just outside the town wall, which the forest was slowly overtaking. There was something in the dream that magic was normal in this world but forbidden in town because the blood of magic users would be specifically targeted by vampires and demons seeking to feed off of "powerful" blood.

I was male and had the superpower being able to fly. I was being persued by sepne with same superpower who wanted to kill me and had just killed a bunch of people. I had a female with me who had no superpower and thus needed to be carried, was not with me voluntarily, but I had to take her away because the guy who was after us would kill her otherwise.

Fragment about home made pizza making.