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Had a dream about going to a school for special kids (not sure in what way) called something like Landau, with brother and sister. I learned about the dress code and the exercise uniform (a red or black pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I go into the bathroom in a black blouse with lace at the end of the sleeves. When I get into a stall a little girl comes in the bathroom and says," My , how you've grown." I have a flashback to grandma's house (and some room I don't know the location of) through the years of my life; a baby, a toddler, a 7 year old, and an eleven year old. In that room there's this thing that morphs into me and that is the little girl outside my bathroom stall because, through the lock I can see it morph into me right now. I wake up.

Well, I hope that this is not going to happen too many times in the coming weeks (with regards to the competition). I remember two dreams that I'm not ready to share in public....

There was also something, I can't really call it a fragment, it's in between a feeling and a fragment, about me hardly using my native language (Dutch) anymore, but only French and English.

I remember being on the bus with Hannah and she wanted to sit on a clean bus seat so I moved all he rubbish, she sat down and so did I then she started hugging my leg. The bus was rather empty.

saturday 4.9.16

So I'm at work, again, lol, nothing new. But this time it's unpleasant with mean and spitefull people. I'm trying to get away but I can't. I have to stay and pretend all is good. Boss is some kind of a boss with unlimited authority and at the end he pulls down some guys pants and is about to do him, but then the guy turns around and does something else. There is about 4-5 people just standing around in tight circle watching all this as if it was normal everyday stuff.

Work dreams are a hassle and I really don't care for them, and when they come "enhanced" like this, I really don't care for them. But hey, it was interesting. Anyway, can I pls get some dreams with spaceships or freedom fight or Tahity instead? Thanks : D

Worst recall ever - lack of sleep and too much work, and personal problems.

All I remember is standing in a wooden shed looking at a plastic pot of weedkiller. I think my father might have been there and I was talking to him about it.

I don't remember that much again (painkiller). All I've got are bits and

» I'm sitting in a canteen or something with a couple of people. The person to my left is my classmate Kristen. The both of us are eating a bowl of noodles. I'm using 2 chopsticks with ease. She's having a harder time using them, so she picks up an extra one. Eventually she's eating with 4 chopsticks, but still failing.

» I'm standing in front of the toilet, peeing. It's filling up quite far. Eventually the toilet just soundlessly flushes automatically and I can continue.

8/3/16:
Dream 1: I was involved in a Scrolls tournament, 3 v 3 in a round robin format I think. I told my brother about it afterwards and how much fun it was.

Dream 2: I was on a train and having a hard time standing up; every time the train stopped or started I almost went flying lol.

Dream 3: I was working in a kitchen, first day on the job. Someone had told me that the two bosses loved to drink on the job and would reward me if I helped them to do that, so I filled up two glasses with alcohol and gave it to them. They thanked me and told me to keep up the good work. I didn't have any tasks to do at that time so I went and did some dishes. The bosses came over again and saw I was volunteering with that and were impressed, telling me I might earn some extra.

Dream 4: I was going to my grandma's partners birthday party. We arrived in the front yard and saw a whole bunch of people standing around outside the front having a good time. I went over to my grandma and asked her where the man of the hour was, but she said he was quite ill and was keeping in bed. We went in to see him and he gave us some presents, I think I got a diary.

Dream 5: My grandpa (other side of family) was dying, so we were all going in to the hospital to see him. While in the waiting room we talked about random stuff, like my dad's weight loss and my stepmum almost crashing when driving in the snow. Eventually we go in to see him, and he seemed quite scared, repeating some strange facts about death like how your leg is the first part to go, and how just your body dies but you carry on, trying to reassure himself. It was quite a harrowing dream.

Fragment: Out in the desert, remote town

Dream 6: At my grandparent's house, everyone was watching this movie that was like a cross between Star Wars and a Vietnam War movie, except about China I think. Anyway I stopped watching and went into the living room where some random people were playing magic the gathering. They asked if I wanted to play, I said I didn't have a deck and had only played a couple of times, but they said they could give me one and it would be fine. So I joined in and we played and talked about the game. After a while though the light was turned off for the movie watched as it neared the end, so I went back to watch it. At the end someone from the evil side was a traitor and killed the 'Darth Vader' of the film, on his own side, before getting killed himself. It then had a voiceover about how the good guys escaped and went on to found a great empire.

I was in my house, packing books into my backpack. Then I was in my school's toilet with bunch of classmates. A tall and slim dude in gray hoodie was writing something in his notebook. He looked like he was writing something really important. Later on I was sitting in a bus driving to my village. It was noon, the Sun was shining, beams of light gave some moody glow. We were driving through forest. I was sitting close to a girl wearing black jacket. She had dark hair, I avoided unnecessary contact and was just sitting, waiting for my station.

Dream
This is best described as a kids movie (like another version to 'My Dog, Buddy'). I was the kid and at the start there's a sad intro, it shows me and a group of bullies surrounding me that knock me in the back of the head and say "Huh, if I was as bullied as you then I wouldn't even come to school" and then they walk away.
The next scene is me meeting a similar like-minded kid who's really cool, we become best friends. We happen to look quite similar though I have brown hair and he has longish blonde hair. We've got our bicycles and we've arrived outside a mansion, the movie is kind of 3rd-person atm. We throw some kind of pie at the mansions gates and make a run for it. It shows me hopping on my bike which I had left on the ground. Behind me I hadn't realized that my new friend had his bike stuck between the mansion bars. As I bike away thinking he's fine, the mansion gates open and the cops arrive.
The next scene is me arriving back at the suburbs where I live, it's night time now. There's a girl there who is apparently my girlfriend, we talked a bit and she told me to be careful of my new friend, something about her not trusting him. I give her a surprise peck on the cheek and she 'eeks' all surprised-like. She gets all embarrassed, she then pulls me over to the side of the house and peers around making sure no one is watching. She leans in and kisses me on the lips, but I notice someone has popped up with a cellphone and took a picture of us. What a prick. I bolt after him, I can't remember if I caught up because the next thing I remember is walking into my 'home'.
I open the door to the house, it's supposed to be my friend Daniels' house, except he's moved out and I'm just staying there until I can get a new living space. I sleep downstairs apparently but I walk through the front door instead, I see Daniel sitting there in a silver-grey suit, his dad sitting forward in an armchair and his aunt crying in another chair. Oh, shit. This is heavy O_O... I think his sister is there too, standing off to the side a bit. I have no idea what I should do right now, so I just continue on towards the kitchen. Maybe I should have just left it and headed downstairs? I'm pretty hungry though...

Dream fragments
-Something to do with being in a bus and thinking that I saw Yulia who was an old friend. Probably because I actually thought I saw her today but it wasn't her .

A girl brought a egg in my house. It's bigger that my head with a rough, rocky shell. It's sitting on the kitchen table, in a ray of sunlight, as the girl argue with my sister. They are arguing about the girl character and attitude, my sister fed up with her. I know that this girl is messy and doesn't clean after herself, and is also quite selfish. I tend to agree with what my siter is saying, but want to avoid conflit so I don't join the discution.
As they talk the egg hatches and a slender creature, looking like a mix of a ferret and an serpent with short, pure white fur slithers out of it, using his small clawed paws to scales the walls of the room. It's cute despite its strange way of moving, and I hope my sister doesn't see it and freak out because it remind her of a lizard. The newborn pet doesn't have a very sure footing yet, so it loses its hold and falls on me. I catch it in my arms, its body is very hot and muscled, almost hard. It cuddles to me, pointy muzzle nipping at my neck with a happy, chittering sound. It then jump out of my arms to climbs on the counter. The girl stops arguing with my sister to touch is, and it's fur turn velvety black.

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april 8 2016

since I got here on 31st, my dreams are weird. Almost abstract.

- pregnant
- something something
- looking down many stories to the bottom of a highrise building, knocking down boxes and trying to aim them to fall on some bad guys
- climbing up on a tower made from not stable boxes in order to fly from it's top to the other side, realizing the tower is about to fall so jumping ahead in hopes of taking flight before I hit the ground

Maybe my diet consisting almost entirely of bacon, sausage and beer is to blame.

Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation

The following dream took place after a nap on 08-04-2016 so a few hours after the three other entries of today.

I am at a pier, it is late afternoon or early evening. The pier is wooden and one or two ships are docked, also wooden and sailed ships – it feels like this time is around 2-300 years ago, or even set in a fantasy universe where technological development isn't near as advanced as today. It is cloudy and a bit windy (?).

There are a few fragments before I recall the narrative picking up. Which include, being in a pub/inn, which might be on one of the ships or a settled part of the pier. There is something of communion – that is either gathering a party or just being there with friends or associates.

When the narrative pick up, I seem to be floating disembodied above this inn and I notice the clouded weather as well as a sailor – your rugged, politically incorrect stereotypical privateering mercenary type. He is dressed in a sailors outfit – black and white – and he is making advances at a woman, a middle aged wrench, dressed similarly. She has long and curly red hair and is wearing a necklace that looks like a talisman of some description dressed in a dress of black and white with a lot of curly details.

Our sailor is putting an arm around her and making an approach to kiss her, she is smiling and he seems rather determined if not even slightly hard handed in approaching this sexual situation. She lifts up her dress and he approach to enter her, she is smiling somewhat hungrily at him making him aware that she is willing. A person rush behind him and pushes him towards the woman – I feel this push, though watching the situation on our Sailor's left – which forces him deep inside the wrench sparking a concern on my behalf if she is even wet enough for such a quick entry – I don't feel the coitus aspect, only the push.

Our sailor quickly looks about, but can't seem to find the person and so continues to engage in the sexual act. He is however quickly interrupted as many hooded men, dressed in black and a head or two shorter than the sailor starts swarming about. It is clear that they have malicious intent with the sailor and more and more of them approach. A feeling of intensity and excitement arise as the sailor starts fending off the assailants. While still inside the wrench the sailor looks to his left and throw a thundering punch in the face of one of the hooded men, knocking him out. But there are too many of them and quickly they complete their mission, which isn't exactly fatal as expected.

The sailor, the wrench and now me are knocked into the water. The sea is somewhat turbulent, dark waves with frothy crests and we are thrown into barrels – which I observe from a distance further out the sea – and it is clear that we will survive this endeavour.

A voice rings out over us.

“you are not in danger yet, we do not intend to harm you further”.

Associated with the voice is a sense of the hooded assailants following us over the barrels, as if they can either walk on water, roll on the barrels with their feet or fly above. They have a clear intention with us – they need us to do something, we find ourselves participating in a bit of an involuntary mission.

There is a quick skip.

When back we find ourselves in three dingy boats at the shores of a far away land. The sun is bright, not a cloud in the sky, and the sea is rather calm – yet the waves seem to be forcing us towards the cliffs of the shores of this remote land. I myself manage to pull up and start sailing parallel to the cliffs and manage to avoid danger.

The cliffs are dark and contrast the rather bright blue water. They are black and dark red, with hints of brown here and there. Above the cliffs there is a vast area of sandy dessert shining brightly beige in the unimpeded sunshine.

I notice that my companions aren't as fortunate when it comes to avoiding the cliffs. So while I could continue in my boat towards the sandy shores a bit further up the coastline I sail towards an area of the cliffs where I can see a naturally occurring “step” up towards the dessert.

When I get up I meet up with my companions. A woman and a man, the wrench and the sailor – though on the dessert lands their identities seem irrelevant. It becomes apparent that we are now stranded, but that somewhere on this dessert land there is a city and we must find this and procure a ship. I remember being here before and I start explaining.

“There are dangers here” I start out “There are a variety of animals on the desserts” and as I am talking about this I am reminded that there are a number of dinosaurs and beasts, dog like (Varghest) – but massive. I begin to inform about this, but as I do one of the threats emerge from behind a cliff out-spring, that forms a natural door as there are cliff walls on both sides of the hole. In the door appears a pink and chubby dinosaur and we don't get a lot of time looking at it before it shoots a bone projectile towards me and the male on my left.

The projectile is diamond shaped, like two very pointy pyramids joined together at the base with 4 planes running towards the top in a square and pointy fashion. Both the male and I don't manage to dodge it, though I attempt to catch it before it strikes me in the chest – directly at the heart.

As the projectile sinks in I am briefly afraid, but then a reassurance appear at a pre-linguistic intellectual level that I have a certain amount of lives, or layers that I can withstand before I collapse.

I start moving towards the dino in a zigzag fashion and manage to catch the next projectile to immediately throw it back towards it. It sinks into it's throat and within a few seconds the dino is defeated and dead.

Not long pass before a new one appear a bit further up on my right. It is half way behind a stand-alone cliff that rise steeply and pointedly from the sand. It shoots smaller – needle-like – projectiles towards us and I immediately take up the zigzag course again.

To begin with I head pretty much directly towards the dino – which is smaller, not as chubby, but still pink – but then we alter strategy and decide to work together in unison, splitting up and approach the beast from different directions.

I am finally the one that reach it and plug one of the small, but sharp and pointy needles off the head of the beast. I start perforating the throat of the beast, but the first sting does nothing, nor the second and I am reminded that a few holes will only drain the beast of air slowly, so I have patience and use agility to avoid getting in danger of being pierced myself.

Immediate Interpretation: This to me is a hero's dream. The ocean and the confinement in barrels represents a forced emotional turbulent situation, that I will be thrown into and can do nothing but observe and await cessation of – this could easily be relating to Karen's and my relation, the frivolous sailor and the wrench engaged in promiscuous and playful endeavours, that turn into an emotionally tense situation that must be ridden out. Once the storm of this emotional turmoil is over I will find myself in a situation, where I have to overcome challenges, I am likely to have my heart broken and I will find myself in a situation where there is limited support and understanding available, though a few select allies will be able to help me out. The killing of the dinosaurs represent to me the fear of opening up to love – symbolism of pink – and that I will continue to approach this challenge until it is finally achieved, and integrated into my personality – the killing of the dinos – though this doesn't happen in one broad sweep.

Looking up themes: Desert – loss and misfortune – you may be suffering from an attack on your reputation, feelings of loss and isolation. Could signify my fear of ridicule associated with writing my thesis – where I position myself as an emerging shaman – and the loss of prestige I have been expecting for not being the person who writes a PhD, but instead facilitate that others can do this. Dinosaur – outdated attitude or belief, you may need to abandon an outdated habit or patterns of thinking – old issues coming back to haunt you – This I think is very much related to my ego-attachments of the “happy couple” and how “love” is supposed to be played out in a relation between two people – the fact that there are a couple of allies with me might signify a change in cognitive schema's on the whole issue on poly amorousness and being able to let go of the fears of Karen being with someone other than me. Alternatively it might represent conquering my fears of loss in a love relation and the killing a discovery of true, unconditional love.

I will start by saying that I was using a new technique that I found on YouTube. It was called "
Lucid Dream Induction: Dreamwalker" I will add the link at the end. I highly recommend it.

Dream#1: In this dream it was me, my friends Lindell, Dexter(Dex) & my husband Mike(he was asleep for some reason). These are very good friends of ours & used to be our neighbors. Lindell, whom I call "Lin" is like the male version of me w/ some exceptions so we are always doing goofy stuff.

Anyway, back to the dream. We were in Lin & Dex's house & were listening to the previously mentioned excercise which at some point keeps repeating do a reality check so it was interjecting itself into my lucid dream which was pretty exciting for me...Dell decides to record us w/ a tape cassette player for fun. Apparently Lin thought it would be a good idea to play w/ this giant Mouse Trap Game, based on the kids version.. Mike was sleeping but we were all getting into this game & we all suddenly realized we were in Lin's dream. Boy did we get excited at this point. He was also very excited because that was his intenion. Lin went near the edge of a higher curve on the mouse trap & leaned his head over the track upside down which was hillarious so we were trying to make the mouse hit him as it came down the track... I could still hear the words from the actual audio telling me to do the reality checks so this was also in my dream & I did them which was so very incredibly weird but in a good way... We all were waking up, except Mike & wanted to try & get back in "Lin's" dream again so they told me to start the audio over... At that moment, I woke up in real life & started the audio over & layed back down & went right back into the dream! It was really cool. I think this is a form of chaining.... For just a short while I was back in the same dream which eventually went into another dream alltogether, which was my 2nd or 3rd dream of the night. I'm unclear if you wake from a dream & do something & go back into the same dream if it is considered the same dream or is it a new dream.

2nd or 3rd Dream, depending on your definition was very emotional for me. This dream took place at a cabin somewhere. My ex-girlfriend Gail was there (actual girlfriend whom I was in a relationship w/ for a long time & was previously my best friend, she moved away), my husband Mike, me, my kids & some kind of monster. Gail kept trying to "get w/ me" & my husband came around a corner of the cabin while she was grabbing me & got really mad. He was screaming, "I knew it!" and we started arguing w/ me trying to defend myself. We were all trying to get away from some monster I coudn't even see but the car & truck wouldn't start & it was all just all kinds of bad... I was just glad when I woke up... I'm not surprised by this dream at all. My husband & her do not get along at all & I severed all ties from her years ago. I showed her pic to Mike this week from FB. Let me be clear here. I am not friends w/ her on there either but I do check on her every now & then because I will always care for her & she has multiple kinds of cancer & won't be around in a few yrs & its sad. He understands this. She & I were both victim's of domestic violence & she was there for me & helped me to stand up against my 1st husband. Anyway, I'm sure the picture triggered the dream.

Lucid Dream Induction: Dreamwalker

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=BDOUSVZGHHo

D1 - I am playing god and creating people, but I need the correct material in correct propotions. Everything is under control ~^

D2 - I am in my classroom, the idea of control is a figment of someone else's imagination. The kids have no connection with me, they are "playing up" refusing my control. I send one child after another to "sit out" but they are milling about like walking dead zombies, and kind of hostile too Oo.

[Comment]
I am trying to control things and have expectation of things that are unacceptable.
I need to accept what is and go with the flow, not try and force what is into another shape.