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Note: I forgot so much about those dreams, about 80%, just because I was too lazy to write them down

Date: May 6
Sleep length: 7h + 1h (nap in the morning)
Techniques: DILD and nap
Summary:
(1) There was a dubious tower in a public swimming pool. there was a bunch of people, some of them naked I think, some not. I think I was naked, and there was a friend of mine. We climbed on top of this tower and apparently there was a platform up there. We played some weird game, I remember it was a game in which I was some emperor or something like that. It was fun.onesi
(2) this is the mysterious forgotten dream. I wrote the tags down, but as soon as I finished I stopped thinking about it and now I've forgotten it and only the tags are left. So it seems I was in class with a certain professor. And we were talking about an exam I think, and I wanted to put it off because I had a surgery and therapy (?), which makes sense because that's exactly what I did in wake life, but somehow my cell phone was involved. go figure.
(nap) I fell asleep, had some kind of FA and dreamed I was writing my dreams down (haha), later there was a redhead girl lying in the grass, wearing a weird pajama which you can open to shit without having to take it off. I think I was gonna fake-rape her (coz she actually wanted it I guess), she was squirming on the ground but she kinda turned into a replication, a fake girl made of plastic, the plastic was orange and I oiled it up and put stuff into it... I never knew I had this many sexual dreams

Tags: game, nude, tower, platform, swimming, lr;; class, prof b, therapy, surgery, cell phone, put off;; FA, DJ, faye, sex toy, orange

5/6/14

Last night bed past 10pm - 7;30am?

DR:

I'm in a secured room, sitting with oter people around large, rectangular table. We are kinda locked in there. Not sure why, but we could be in trouble.

There is an industrial camera in the upper corner of the room and we are being watched. Lots of documents on the desk. Also telephone. It's ringing and I'm suppose to answer it. But I don't want to, because I dont like what I'm about to hear. But not answering is even worse, so I pick up the receiver. There is so many buttons, I have no idea which one to press to accept the call. Someone shows me but either too late or it doesn't work.

So whoever was on the other end of the phone is pissed now and is talking to us through the camera. I'm suppose to get some info from docs on the desk. They look like files if individuals. There are ID photographs, names and info about people. I'm looking at names. They are all in baby blue color and written sideways. I find one thats mine. It's short and I say here it is, but not this time. This time I have different name. I find TheHighLordJedi, and I recognize it as mine.

DR:

I'm talking to a person in my work place (IWL place). I'm supposed to start training for her position to be able to sub when she is on vacation (true IWL). But some people are jealous of me. (true IWL). I'm uncomfortable, but I realize it's their problem, not mine, and I can't let that bother me too much. (true feelings from WL).

Imma write down my dream from yesterday real quick 'cause it was kinda interesting.

Dream - How About No
This one was pretty long and I'm sure I'm forgetting a lot, but there was one part I found extra interesting. I remember being in this utterly decrepit house... was sort of like an old barn made of rotting wood. I was visiting it again, it was some place from my (dream memory) past, and I had with me some female companion. Sort of reminded me of this one girl from my Psychology class who's quite nice and has a bit of a stutter when she speaks up in class... but she speaks up anyway. Gotta admire that.

Anyway we were in there, and there'd been something about how I'd had this one old friend, and then as we went towards the front door I saw the guy in question lying face-down, pretty much just rotting there. Think he was shirtless and maybe bald, and his skin looked pretty good from what I could see, but I didn't want ANY of what his face might look like. So, I came up with a new plan. I suggested to the lady that we go outside, and we stepped over him and left. Standing on a hill looking down at the house, I said that what we should do now is try to summon a meteor and flames from the sky to destroy the house and burn up everything outside. She was pretty game but it was clear I was the only one with the power to actually do that, so I made a go at it (think I was semi-lucid). Pretty sure nothing happened though.

There was also some bit about how the road to this one asylum had been made of the bodies of dead patients, so as your little cart thing was rolling along the tracks, it would roll over bones half-sunk in the dirt and junk. Gross. BLEH.

Almost done with this semester...

There are these people with some psychic skills ranked on a 1-10 scale, where 10s are considered essentially monsters and hardly ever exist. A message has gone out to all these people to stay indoors tonight. One of them's being hunted down by a 10-ranked kid, and anyone else going outside now would just get mixed up in the hunt. This kid's treated like a living weapon, kept locked up aside from the rare outings like this, but he's just a kid; there's a feeling here like being let off a leash. Now he's levitating around outdoors - it's night, so he's not worried about being seen. I'm fond of the kid, and I'm aware that later he'll get away from the place that keeps him locked up, and that'll be good for him. The woman he's hunting calls her home to ask for help, but the woman who answers the phone has already got the message not to go outside tonight, and she's torn.

Sarah Connor's been running from something together with this guy who can't run anymore, and she can't carry him. She's trying to convince herself to just leave him and go, but when she tries, she only gets three feet before her knees give out. I'm aware it's because she's fighting her own desire to stay and help him. She's thinking to herself that she should have done something every day to train herself to do things she doesn't want to do.

Gwendolen Chant's sitting in her room at Chrestomanci Castle, writing. She's just gotten back from another world - she's looking for one to move to, and she's just crossed this last one off her list of potentials. She'd had an unpleasant encounter with a girl there, and she'd wound up enchanting the girl into some monstrous form. Gwen led the girl to believe she'd be trapped in that form forever, but she's thinking that actually it'll wear off on its own in about a century. And about another century after that, it'll slowly start to grow back again - Gwen's thinking the girl's reaction when that starts should be hilarious.

So I tried counting sheep.

They started flapping their flappy ears and flying into the sheep pen. Then, after counting about thirty, they started flying back out, and without even realizing it I was counting down. They were flying directly into a large rocket. I joined them and we flew in the rocket to the moon. Then they started moon jumping out of the rocket into a sheep pen. Except for one of them. I sat on his back and he started flapping his flappy ears and we flew off into space. I named him Lamborghini.

I did not, however, fall asleep.

Supp: Melatonin, B6, REM rebound (ganja)

A friend and I procured a large bag of sausage links and scurried off to an industrial plant, skateboarding on our bellies and jumping over obstacles, where a myriad of school buses were parked. No one else was there. We went in, he vanished, replaced by a brooding hero who was to join me on my quest. He offered me my weapon, a very large stone, along with a choice of a few pieces of enchanted jewelry. I donned an amulet and a headpiece, and we entered in. The first sight to greet my eyes was a couple of dwarves, which my manager from work had just warned me about. The room they were in was tilting, and they were flying up against the wall wildly. I walked past them and started clobbering the heads of whoever I would meet. They didn't strike me as violent at all, but they were enemies, I suppose.. at one point near the end, a defeated enemy took my stone from and hit the head of one of his friends so hard I'm surprised he just looked dazed and not dead. I took the stone from him. I exited to a center column of a tower, where I found nature mixed in with the mechanization. A group of important people were there, I walked across a bridge that zipped over the empty space and verbally assaulted the general in charge, as he didn't understand the magnitude and significance of what I had just done (neither do I, hahah). He wore five hats, and took them off, put them on again. A co-worker told me we had saved the world. Not bad for acting like cavemen.

NON LUCID
*I was hanging out with one of my old friend josh. He was about to smoke some weed and had a huge bag of it. I notice that the weed was low grade and offered him some better stuff. He invited me to this party that going on that night. I left to the party, driving there I called my girlfriend to let her know what I was up to.

*I threw my entire car up a hill. For a second I thought about how strange all this was.

*I speaking with someone about a video game at the same time I was actually in it. I think it was halo of some sort. This is strange because I don't play video games at all. There was alien like hippo things trying to kill the guys in suits.

*I took a big hit of cannabis after I immediately felt so relax.

Successful WILD attempt, but I wasn't as successful in staying lucid the whole time.

I know I have to go in search on the witch who is holding Hansel hostage. I start out in my kitchen, trying to figure out how to get to the witch's cottage, and the easiest way seems to be to search by air. I fly up through the ceiling, crash through the roof, and flew Superman-style through the air until I spot the cottage.

Once I got inside, the witch chases me around a large table, trying to get me close enough to the oven to push me in. My clothes have changed at this point. I am wearing some kind of blue and white peasant dress that is really low-cut. This seems to get the witch to change tactics; before cooking me, she is going to pimp me out to make some extra cash. Now that's really evil. She brings in the first "customer" and I run away from them. Somehow find myself running past two coworkers. They are hiding merchandise in a locker, and I am curious about what they are doing. I find a larger group of coworkers and notice that one of them has changed her hair color. I tell her how much nicer it looks. Then I move onto the clearance tables and start folding clothes and rearranging everything to make it easier to shop. There's a woman who asks if I have a specific size, so I start reading off the size labels to emphasize that it's not here.

* This day was more complicated. I went late to bed after some cups of wine...

.../It's night and I'm running around a stadium. There's strange people around. I see a fake taxi getting too close. I decide to go back. In the way I find some wooden toy wagons. I want to try to finish the round riding one of those. It moves fine, although I go in another direction because of it's fun to turn it with my thought. I end inside a supermarket at the end of an irregular queue. I get to a better position in the queue, close to the cash register. The guy behind me doesn't like what I did and he's decided to tell the cashier to take me out of the queue. He points at me while asks the other people if they saw what I did. I'm feeling a little bit embarrassed, although I will try not to pay attention to him...

* The importance about this dream is that I'm starting to make connections between the dreamscapes from other dreams which took place in the same "city". I didn't realize until now, that I could build some sort of map of the whole city which could help me to move better when I get lucid and don't know "where to go".

* After waking up from that dream, I tried to WILD, lying on my side with my arms in front of me, due to some times the dream started when I was lying in the same position although looking at my arms very clear.

.../I'm lying on the sofa when I feel one tooth moving out from its place. I wake up and go to the bathroom. I want to rinse my mouth out. I feel the blood starting to flow. When I get into the bathroom I see the window is open and an old friend of mine, a black cat who lived in the creepy lady's house, is there. I want to turn on the light, although I can't push the switch correctly due to the rush. I try it once more but this time I don't find the switch in the middle of the dark. I see the cat taking a walk inside the bath when I remember he used to do some nasty things to mark his territory. I don't want him to mark his territory on the laundry basket! So I gently tell him to go away, with some drops of water. He goes out through the window...

* Nap after work...

...driving in a highway...
...residual porn advertisement on the screen when I close a window...
...drops of water falling on a light-green and pink leaf...

.../my oldest daughter, climbs on the furniture, jumps and fall on her knees. It makes a loud noise. I want to draw her attention...

.../I hear somebody getting into the house. I wake up and hear something on the floor has broken. I see one of its wooden planks is broken. I want to see how much is it broken. It's about to fall inside a hole beneath the floor. I hold it carefully and see how deep is the hole. It's not too deep. I'm interesting to explore there, but first I have to see who got in the house...

* Sometimes I dream about this place where we moved a couple of years ago.

Woke up and tried to remember any dreams I've dreamt last night but I could not

As the day carried on I happened to see a ex-friends mother and a dream fragment hit me like a bullet:

'
In first person I see a crowd of people walking past me, carrying shopping bags and such, I have never been at this place before as the environment is new to me, a small street with gray exterior. Suddenly in the heaps of people walking by I see a familiar face, the mother to a girl I was once fond of.
'
From what I can recall from this dream fragment, it feels like I'm an outsider, or a ghost, the people walks by and no one even looks in my direction, maybe they are not aware that I'm there. I can only see one face clearly, the mom's face. The rest of the faces in the crowd is blurred out.

I do not know why, but this particular scene in the dream - concluding that this in fact was a dream fragment and not the whole dream - seems to stand out, and has alot of feelings involved, most likely because of the fact that I was once very fond of this woman's daughter. Nevertheless this is for me a memorable dream fragment, because it managed to stir up old memories.

-Senju

Today my dreams weren't so bad =D (except for the first one maybe)

Fragment 1:
My exams were over and I was in my prom dress. I was wearing the actual dress I bought and my shoes. I was also wearing skin colored tights, but they were to big. Like I was wearing skin colored sweatpants. I was annoyed that it looked so horrible, but I was really happy as well. Because I was wearing that dress.

Fragment 2:
This dream I can only remember words(or the pictures of the word XD )
Fire, garbage, recycling.

Fragment 3:
Again also fragments of fragments...
Stiles Stilinski was hugging me, just friendly hug. Stiles Stilinski was hugging me to comfort me. Stiles Stilinski kissed me. I actually think this wasn't Stiles Stilinski, but it was my DC Damon, but he looked like Stiles Stilinski.

For people who don't know who Stiles Stilinski is. He is a character of a TV series that I watch called Teen Wolf.

Here is a picture of him...

I'm walking with someone, I can't remember who.
The road is upward, around a hill. I feel tired but the panorama is really fantastic, with a lot of hairpin bends and rocks and a castle in ruins atop.
At once I feel observed and I look around me.
I see a friend of mine looking at me from a little wall over me.
He is with three women. I suppose one of them is his mother, and the other two are his younger sisters (I don't really think he has sisters!! But the girls looked a lot like two girls in The Walking Dead series!) .
The women are tired to go up and he is waiting for them to reach his position.
He is far away from me, but he is looking at me, and I like so much the way he is looking at me.
The women keep going up the road looking around, affascinated and talking between them.
My friend is always some steps ahead, waiting for them and looking down at me, from time to time.
I'm sure I can't reach him, so I decide to go down the road and wait for them to finish the visit to the castle.
I reach the valley where there is the train.
I go up and in a compartment there are two men (I suppose his father and brother) and the two girls.
I wonder how they reach the train before me.
I sit there waiting for him and after a while my friend comes with sisters and mum.
So I find out he has 4 identic sisters!
He smiles when he sees me, but then one of the girl drops a suitcase and it brokes.
I wake up. I'm happy about the dream and I recall it as soon as I wake up, still closed eyes, as I'm earing the sound of the coffee machine in the kitchen.
But at once I open my eyes and I find myself in another room. I didn't feel any movement, I am simply and without any doubt in another bed, colored sheets, perfum of aromatic herbs.
Everything is absolutely real and vivid, so natural. I feel quiet, fresh, and rested.
That friend of mine is sleeping close to me. I keep earing the coffee machine, so I know I'm awake.
I look at him for some seconds, leaning on my elbow, then I reach out my hand and I caress his face. I feel his skin so warm under my touch but I'm again in my bed, closed eyes.

May 6, 2014: Dream 2 of 4: I am one party to a contract. The other party is an alien female - who looks entirely human. The first of two needed contracts was prepared by me, but now it is the alien’s turn to prepare a reciprocal contract. We seem to be friends that like each other, and are not adversarial in any way. She comes to Earth so we can discuss the terms and so she can get it all written down properly and agreeably. We compare legal pads, which are yellow, and have substantial hand-written things on many lines, but also a lot of crossed out language. She eventually gets all the information she needs to complete the contract she is required to prepare.

The female alien gets ready to leave the room in which we are working, and go to bed. We kiss goodby/goodnight and we each go to our separate bedrooms to go to sleep. There is something incorrect in her contract which she can’t figure out. Whatever is wrong is causing the water in the toilets to run incessantly in the house. This keeps everyone in the house awake. A total of four house occupants (myself, the alien and two other dream characters I can't remember) meet in the hall between the bedrooms to discuss the situation. I say I’ll fix the contract, no problem. I do, and everyone is able to go back to bed and to sleep. I wake.