All DJ Entries

For these dreams I am writing some in present tense and I wrote some in past tense. It just depended on the complexity of the dream. Also Instead of just writing "Round 1 of dreams" "Round 2 of Dreams" etc, I am trying to title each thing that I thought of as a separate dream. Sometimes it is harder for me to tell where to draw the line between what is a separate dream or what is just a dream with multiple events in it.

Fighting with new Room Mate

I was living in my current room at 15 Swoo. A husband and wife had moved in. The husband was living accross the hall from me, but the wife actually moved into my room. It had to do with the wife being a really busy community involved person and never home anyway.

One day it was mid afternoon and I was in my bedroom. The woman tried to come into the room. I did not want her to come in at that time. I held the door shut, only letting it crack open a few inches, fighting to close it. I needed my privacy until I was done, but the woman was insistent on getting in. I was afraid she was going to go tell on me and I would get in trouble.

There were lots of little episodes with this woman during this dream. Another one I remembered clearly was that she was telling me I shouldn't sleep so late. I had slept in until 9. She was telling me I should use an alarm clock. I was telling her how I need the rest and it isn't her business any way. But the fact that she was trying to give me advice or whatever didn't get under my skin too much. I could see it was her own problem. She just couldn't focus on herself. I wanted to call my friend M and share about how I succeeded in not taking her comments personally, even though she directed them at me.

Dream Recall Dream

I had some dreams at some point about dream recall itself. More like conceptual dreams I think. It was something that needed to be recalled a certain way. As I clicked back through it on a computer, my computer slowed down, and I was seeing it all slower. I was wishing I had done it earlier. This part I don't remember well.

Notes

With my first sleep cycle, I actually woke up before I needed the bathroom, and thought through the dreams. I usually wake up after those first few hours of sleep, like, "Huh?" Pretty disoriented. But then it all comes to me. I actually fell back asleep thinking through them. "I will just stay still and think through them a little more, a little more..." And then I wake up however long later with more dreams. Oopsy!

Yelling at Smokers

I was at the local arborteum and on a trail up ahead I saw a guy smoking a cigarette. I yelled at him for polluting the trail and ruining the fresh air, and walked the other way. I think some people ganged up on me or we all fought some more. There was a lot more to this dream but I couldn't remember.

Guy Jumps

I had this one eventful dream that I could only remember vaguely upon awakening. It was farther back. But a man was in a relationship with a woman. He felt bad about it and so he climbed up to somewhere high up, like a wide chimney, and jumped down, and died. Then the dream showed the woman feeling kind of lost, maybe lost at sea. I couldn't remember much else in detail but I sensed there was a lot to this one.

Xerneas and Lugia Deck

I was in this college class room type of lecture hall. I got a free box of pre workout supplements. They contained caffeine though, so I was going to give them away. Then I looked and everyone had packs of Pokemon cards in these wire paper trays. My box had turned into a starter box of Pokemon cards, too.

One kid asked me if I would trade cards in my set for packs of his. I was thinking that I want to keep them because I could sell the cards, but maybe I could trade for more valuable cards.

Then I was playing a game with someone. I had a different deck at first that I forgot. But then I had Xerneas and Lugia in my deck. One Pokemon's move was titled Lugia, but it wasn't a Lugia card. They had interesting graphics that I can't remember clearly.

I was battling someone with my Xerneas and Lugia deck, a deck I actually built in waking life and had some fun with. I hadn't put out a Pokemon but I was just putting damage counters with the numbers 10 in orange or 30 in green where the Pokemon would go, as a form of preparation. My friend already had a few energy cards down. I think I explained why I was doing this.

Need Oil

I was at the local grocery store and my friend George was the cashier. I was trying to return some books. One was a personal book that had lots of highlighting in it and white dust. There was another personal text book too, and some others. I couldn't remember much of this clearly but there was a lot more to it. Apparently I worked at the grocery store in this dream, too.

Then I was walking up a hill, thinking I need more energy cards for my deck. This was related to the Xerneas and Lugia dream above which is why I think that that dream happened in the middle of the local food store dreams. But, I wrote it this way because it seemed clearer to me. But I was walking up the hill near the local library and local woods, thinking about adding energy cards to my deck. I would have to buy them on line somewhere. But I figured I already had 24 and that seemed like a lot.

Then I saw my friend Ryan and his girlfriend at the top of the hill. They were asking me for a ride somewhere. I had to shower and change my clothes since I had just worked at the food store. There was a shower at the food store I was going to use.
Some more stuff happened that I forgot.

Then I was in the back corner of the food store with my sister. I knew the managers and other workers there. My sister wanted Olive Oil but felt bad asking for it. I told her I had plenty of coconut oil. But the manager came back after just getting off break. In this dream everyone took a break every hour or so. So when the manager came out of the back of the store, from his break, I asked him if anyone could get oil, where they would get it. I phrased it in a way that didn't reveal it was my sister who wanted the oil, so she wouldn't feel bad. But I thought it seemed obvious that I was doing that.

Then the manager realized it was for my sister somehow and started rubbing her head, saying like, "Aww, its okay that you want olive oil." I thought this was kind of weird or inappropriate of him.

My sister and I were walking out of the store toward my Dad's car. My sister went to the window of the manager's car to talk to him. I went to my Dad's car. My Dad was kind of mad that the manager was hitting on my sister or something. I forgot the rest.

Lucid Dream Count

I had a dream I was walking around this neighborhood with big houses in the day light. I was thinking about my L D count and that it was only 25 or 26. I had estimated it was much higher but in the dream it came to me that it was lower than I had estimated. I was thinking of someone who had 55 L D's and how that seemed like a lot more to me now than it did when I assumed I had over 100.

I think I actually do have over 100 L D's but I didn't keep a formal count from the beginning. I have a plan to go back through all my dream journals from the beginning and get a count together, but going back through them all isn't as easy as it sounds.

Black Jump Suit?

I remembered one dream of something in a black jump suit, but nothing more about it.

Surf!

Some dream detail about playing a Pokemon R P G game. The Pokemon could use the H M for Surf.
Zelda type of game

I am seeing a Zelda type of video game from above. It is like 16 bit graphics. I bring my character to the "tile" next to this red villain guy. I feel pretty confident that I can defeat him from this "tile". But I am unable to really attack or defend myself. He puts a big red blade through the body of my character, who is like grey or beige in color. The red blade pokes out the other side. My character slumps to the ground. I can feel that my character is totally dead.

Video Game Raft

In this scene I was floating on a raft. Someone else was saying how I wasn't doing it good enough or something. I couldn't remember any more about it. I saw it from a top down view at times.

Red Melon

I am at my desk in my room. I have an orange shake in a cup with a hole in the bottom. I am blending it with an egg beater somehow. There is a bunch of cut dark red orange melon next to it that I am adding in. It is the size of half a large cantaloupe. As I add the dark red orange melon, it doesn't seem to add any volume to the orange shake.

Vitamin Burst

I am standing over my bed, looking into my tupperware of vitamins. There are small circular vitamins. The thought comes to me that they are dessicated liver. I realize that dessicated liver must not be vegetarian or vegan so I decide I will finish this bunch of them and just not buy more. I can see my fish oil capsules, yellowish, and my multivitamins, orange ish. On the bottom there is yellow oil and it looks like a fish oil capsule has exploded. I start to worry that I will have to throw away all the vitamins now.

M's Life Insurance

This one had to do with a big hole in the ground some how. And walking near the smaller dawn red wood at the local arboretum.

My friend M thought me might die soon so he asked for my bank information so that his life insurance policy could be transmitted to my account. It was for 65 thousand dollars. He wanted me to give some to his girlfriend.

After I gave him some information from my Debit Card, I worried that he had my bank information now. But I thought that it was only enough information to deposit money, not enough to withdraw money.

Childhood Photo

I am looking at a T V screen or computer monitor. On the monitor is a picture of me as a child and my sister as a child. Perhaps she is 4 and I am 8. She is wearing a shirt with pink and blue designs. It looks like we are both wearing my Mom's home made shirts. I am using my phone to try to take a snap shot of this photo and it is very clear, especially for a photo of a screen.

Suddenly I transition to where I am in the scene of the photograph. It is in the 15 Swoo Kitchen now. My Mom walks in the back door and looks heavier or older. My Sister turns into her friend Christine. My Mom is holding a tiny, tiny baby that might be my sister. But I notice that I am 8 so my sister couldn't have just been born. I am seeing it from a third person perspective.

Someone is wearing some kind of cow costume with fuzzy fabric spots on it. Either black spots on white fabric or something with beige, maybe both. A hand is touching the soft spots on the fabric.

Notes

I had some other details like something with my Aunt B or Aunt C at some point but not sure where those fit. These dreams were pretty easy to type up today. It seemed like less dreams than usual and I wonder what is up sometimes. It seems I haven't been dreaming as intensely in the last week or two as I ever had.

From 07-03-2018

1. The burning container ship, dying and becoming a ghost
I'm a worker on a container ship. A horrible fire has started on my ship. The only thing to do is leave on the life boats. I fall into one of them. I hurt my self falling. Dream changes. I'm in a car crash, and I die. I fly out of my body as a ghost. I see a wildlife camera and know that I've been recorded.

2.
I help catch two horses.

3. Secret agents
I'm Fury from Avengers. I am having an affair with another secret agent called Melanie. She is abducted while we are on a seemingly slow mission somewhere rural, working together with two local secret agents. I send the two local agents to retrieve Melanie, but they fail.

4. Many people in my house
My childhood home has turned into a place where people go for holidays. There are many people, and it is very difficult to get to use a bathroom. I open the door to the downstairs bathroom, and there is a girl sitting on top of the sink peeing in it. I quickly close the door, so she doesn't notice me.

5. Heath Ledger in my store
Heath Ledger seems to be working in the grocery store. I buy two bags of candy and offers him some from one of the bags. He eats it all and also the second bag. I do not get annoyed with him.

6. Slime aliens
I'm having a thing with a guy, who at some point sleeps with another woman and then gets possesed by a very slimy alien.

Haha, so I'm watching tv after I came home from work, when I recalled this thing I did last night. And I immediately also remembered, that this is not a first time I did it. Seems like I do this from time to time, not too often, but probably lot more than I remember.

So. As I'm standing, I start to lean backwards, without bending my knees. Like a piece of wood. I keep getting lover and lover. I don't have to strain any muscles or work on it. It feels like the air is somehow thicker and holding me up, gently lowering me down as I wish to go down. I can almost feel some force like anti-gravity not letting me crash. I get almost to the floor, when couple inches above floor I stop. Then I move myself back up, then down again. I feel like I have an audience and nobody else can do what I can. As if I had some special powers. It feels great.

Now I remembered, that earlier that day (yesterday), I was trying to WILD, and as usually, I imagine body movements. Swaying from side to side, and from feet to the head, and rolling to the side of the bed. Maybe this is what triggered this thing, because I don't want to call it a dream. It was more like some HH.

March sixth to seventh 2018 Dreams.

Tonight I actually slept like 6 hours before I woke up and recorded any dreams which is different. Usually I wake up within 3 to 4 hours of going to sleep. So I seem to have had less dream activity than usual.

Beach

In one I remember seeing this motorcycle guy from behind on the way to the beach. He was on his motorcycle and I was seeing his black jacket with some logo on it. There was more about the beach too but I totally forgot it all.

Childrens Rankings

There was another part with something about children who were ranked differently. One of the children was in the "Third Reich" and I was offended by this due to the historical use of that term. But then I realized it had nothing to do with any of the World War Two stuff, it just meant he was ranked third among his siblings. This was also when my sister and her friend needed a shower.

Vague Fragment

In another part it was early in the morning. I was with my friend R A. We went out a window at one point. There was somewhere we had to go. I only remember this vaguely but I think it was eventful. Something about raw chicken or cooking and eating chicken.

UFO Cover-Up

I only remember this dream vaguely. My friend's Dad (J S) was there. Some kind of U F O thing had landed out by the water or something like that. I was looking into it but my friend's Dad was saying we shouldn't be looking into it. I wish I remembered more of this.

Aunt's House

I had this one dream scene by the back sliding door of my Aunt B's house. On her dinner table that's there was one of my black shelves, upside down. I was scraping a toy against one of the ridges and putting it in one of the square support beam things. My sister's friend showed up. I couldn't remember exactly what was going on besides that.

Unintentional Diss

There was this part where I was at this desk, watching something. I remember hearing something about a basketball game. The basketball player wanted to have no regrets. But I was thinking that the regrets might be important. Kind of like my physical desk, I had clothes and electronics all scattered about. I think I had my dividers up. I was gathering them all bunched up in my arms.

I got up to sit at a table with my food. I hadn't heard one of my friends try to get my attention, maybe S D or D W. They were upset that I seemed to ignore them. I tried to explain that my headset had malfunctioned, or wasn't plugged in, but they were still like, "Hmph." So they went and sat at a further table. I felt bad about it even though it was just a technological issue.

Then I sat with a group of friends who was watching the Simpsons. I was playing the same exact thing that was playing on the T V on my lap top next to me, wearing a head set. I wondered why I didn't just use the T V except that so many people were watching, it might make noise or they might block the T V. I was eating some food. Maybe some kind of fried food. I was seeing if anyone further back in the crowd wanted to use my monitor since I had a seat in the first or second row. My friend Jon was dismissive of me in some way.

Action Figures, Legos and a Profound Quote

These seem disconnected or like they should be different dreams but they felt like the same dream somehow. First I was at this support group meeting. I had a yellow piece of paper in front of me. I am not sure if I was speaking. I think I was waiting to speak. I think E R was there and maybe other girls from high school. On my paper I had what I thought was a very profound quote about staying sober. Kind of like an approach to staying sober that was very original and wise. When i woke up, I couldn't remember what it was.

Then I was at a table somewhere playing with Optimus Primal and Megatron beast wars toys. There were other beast wars toys on the table, too. I had this single peg red circular legos that were kind of a clear kind of red. I was putting them on the little ear things of each robot's helmet. I wondered if I should give Optimus Primal and the Maximals an advantage by giving them more red legos. But I gave Megatron an equal number of legos on his head as Optimus. they both got two. Then I thought I had done the wrong move when Megatron revealed some grey shoulder missles and fired them at Optimus. They looked like Silverbolt's missles from the action figure. Also I don't think Beast Wars Megatron had shoulder cannons.

Potty Dream

In this dream I had got up to use the bathroom. The bathroom was up a short set of stairs and my bedroom was the only room beyond it. I think in the dream I was standing there, about to pee, when I sensed my Dad was about to need the bathroom. So I stopped myself from peeing and went and waited by the railing of the stair case while he used the bathroom. There was something about my Dad looking in the mirror. There was a white towel. I don't remember it very clearly.

Removing the Seeds of Violence.

I am walking around in the woods at the bottom of a hill. My mind feels very clear in this dream, but I am not lucid. I am imagining this gun which could have a little slider on the side to specify how far away the target is. So my idea is that I will walk around with a tape measurer, whip it at my target, get the distance, and then shoot the gun, all instantaneously. L O L. I am imagining practicing this on trees and perhaps hunting. I catch myself thinking about this harmful idea and the thought comes to me that it is a chance to remove these seeds of violence from within myself. I actually feel fear that I could become a harmful person if I entertain these thoughts. So I do this thing where I just set an intention to remove the seeds of violence from within myself. I have a sense that someone is coming or I am supposed to walk up this hill and to the left.

Fragment

I dreamed something about a fish rolling around in a bed of coins. Surrounding colors grey sidewalk and green lawns or trees.

Apples at Nana's table

I was sitting at my Nana's kitchen table with my sister. She was at the head of the table and I was to her left. We had a pile of apples. They all had produce stickers on them that seemed weird. My sister opened one apple up and it looked too bruisy on the inside. It looked like she had made bite marks going all the way around it in a half circle of bite marks. There were brown spots. She rejected the apple because it was too bruised. It actually didn't look that bad compared to some really bad apples I have got.

Inner Child Hero

There was this reporter type of guy on the couch at 15 Swoo. He was saying how he met his inner child and either he, became his inner child's hero, or his inner child, became his hero. I forgot which. Then there was something with some kind of beverage as a treat. More to it but Very vague recall.

Family Guy Clip Thing

There was this Family Guy Ad. At first I saw Peter Griffin's head, but his hair was very long and pulled down around his head, into the shape of a coffee cup. That was like a brown layer of the screen. Peter Griffin was saying something but I couldn't remember what. It was probably funny.

Then there was this light blue layer to the screen beneath that, with some thumb nail icons. Each had various languages written on it. The one for Canada had some Japanese type of lettering on it. I thought it was going to be a parody of Canada. But it didn't sound Canadian when it played. It went back up to the Peter Griffin part.

Yellow Sac Spider

I am walking into this trailer or school bus type of thing with a loose celery stalk type of plant. (At first, I thought the plant was poison ivy, so I was afraid to touch it. But then I just wanted to re plant it.) I am aiming to plant it in a bucket of dirt and walk back out. My stuff is on either side of the trailer bus thing. It is like a school bus because it has that black slatted rubber walk way part. But it is like a trailer because instead of bus seats, it has more of a home layout, but with lots of stuff crowding it on both sides. Until the only place to walk is the black walk way part, maybe a foot wide.

Still carrying the plant, hoping to plant it, I see a spider. It is one of those yellow sac spiders that we have around here. Its webs are around. It seems like it is going to get on me. I start to feel fear.

I turn around to leave the trailer thingy. Turns out the spider is walking up a web toward the front of the trailer, the same direction I am going to walk out. There is also another yellow sac spider up to my left. I am really getting freaked out. I run out the front of the trailer, ducking under a web that is at face level. I can feel this creepy crawly fear in my body now.

As I was going through all that, I was also thinking that I want a written as well as auditory record of all my dreams. It was kind of a tape of thoughts playing in my mind as I went through this trailer thing. Maybe it was kind of a green house.


Big Bath

There was one dream of a giant bath. Not super giant but like 6 by 6 by 5 or even 8 by 8 by 5. I was adding some warm water to it for a woman who was there. I also swam in the water a little.

Uncle R

In another part, I remember seeing my Uncle R sitting with two other people. The context was that he had moved into our house. And we were living at the last house I lived in. I didn't want him to live there. Maybe it had to do with him smoking. I remember seeing his face pretty clearly. I was sitting on one of the chairs in the living room.

Driving down back rounds

I was driving on some local back rounds around L V. I couldn't remember exactly the roads but it reminded me of when I would drive to my driver's exam. Maybe something about a pack of Pokemon cards. The roads were very black.

Nearby Road

My last dream of the night was of me walking on this near by road. Just a little history, I got in a big argument with some people on this road one day and its never been resolved. They are obviously in the wrong or else I would have just made amends.

So first I saw the back of a cigarette box on the ground. It was black. Then I looked up and saw the guy's yard which is on the corner of a side road and a busier road. He usually has one of those little windmill things there but I am not sure if I saw it in the dream. Then I looked and his garage was open. I was looking into it as I stood there. I think it looked kind of empty or spacious. I was kind of expecting a fight to start. Then this black S U V pulled up behind me. I started walking away fast to get away. I heard a honk that had a very physical quality to it and woke up. I am not sure if the honk was something that got into my dream from waking life, such as neighbors, or if the dream itself generated it. I wear ear plugs over night so it isn't that likely I heard a honk from a physical car unless it was right outside my window.

Notes

I think my dreams know how much dream activity to give me based on what is coming up the next day. Even if I am not consciously aware of all that will come up the next day. I had a big day of waking life today that I wasn't expecting and barely got all my voice notes transcribed by days end.

My first dream involved my long lost brother, who was in a school shooting(he was the shooter) and we were dealing with the consquences.
NOTE: this is at least my 3rd dream involving my "brother". In ever dream he has something tragic happen to him. Also note: I don't have a brother, and never have, but my dad was a sperm donor, so these dreams really make me wonder...

ok, so this LD lasted SO long, it felt like HOURS. But there was so much jumping around that sadly, I've already lost most of it.

I was in some place, realizing I was lucid, staring at the wall to stabilize. Then I spun to stabilize more, and that's where the adventures begin. I went outside and looked at the stars, they were so bright that I wanted to be in them, so I jumped up once, but failed to get anywhere, the second time I jumped up and I went so high, into the universe. The earth became small and I zoomed past constellations that were lit up and connected by lines so I could see. I was going far from earth, and I realized I didn't want to be stuck somewhere in space, so I flew back down so I could see earth, and decided to fly down to Bondi Beach, Australia.
what did I do then you ask? Well, I went in the water and started drowning so that one of the hot lifeguards from the tv show Bondi Rescue would save me! And sure enough, one of them came and rescued me, and it was epic. The things I did after that I either want to keep private or don't remember enough to tell, but the lucidity lasted A LONG time. I tried to remember my goals but failed on that part.

A student discovered a new planet, we were teleported there. It was bright and colorful and beautiful, but was also inhabited by some creatures that looked like people. "wow, so there IS life on other planets," I thought. At first we were being careful exploring this planet, and some of the creatures would try to attack us. A bunch of stuff happened that I don't remember and led to ME singing on stage with Christina Grimmie and, eventually, the queen of England joined in! Whaaaaaat. It was a great moment. We were all belting out "Let It Go" from Frozen.

Date of Dream: WED 7 MAR - 2018



Dream No. 290 - Tennis Championships

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at Killester college, back with the biology class in year 12. We were going somewhere on a biology excursion but the activity wasn't biology related at all. I clearly remember talking to people like JL and Ms McA while walking down the footpath to the required destination.

When we got to the area, it was some green outdoor table-tennis courts. I don't know why we were playing tennis specifically but I think it was just for some leisurely enjoyment. All the Killester girls, including me, were wearing dull, grey-scale coloured clothes. There were four people I noticed though that were wearing these really bright orange/yellow (more like apricot coloured) polo tops with a matching cap, sort of like a uniform. On closer inspection, it was Logan, Chilly, Tito and JJ from SML, who had a court to themselves, playing doubles.

A bit later on in the dream, Tito and JJ ended up playing with another doubles team which must have been two Killester girls, and Logan and Chilly came to my table court. I thought that I'd be on a team with either Logan or Chilly and the opponents would comprise of the other half of them and some random person. It ended up being that I was on a team with the random person and we were versing Logan and Chilly who were both our challengers at the other end of the table.

After the game, all the students had left the area and so did the SML people as well. I ended up walking next to Logan and talking to him for a while. I actually remember what I said to him, it was: “Now I think I know who you really are. You're SuperMarioLogan aren't you?”. He nodded but I forgot what he said in response. We were now out of the place and onto the footpath when I said to him, “I was wondering, can you give me a shout out in one of your videos? Also, like, tell us that you had a great time in Australia... Or a crap time if that suits better”.

I forgot Logan's reply then as well but I can clearly recall that from me talking to him, we were really far behind compared to everyone else. I acknowledged that I was probably talking a lot and that we need to catch up to the rest of the group, so that's what we did. That dream scene ended there and so then the dream had skipped onto the next scene which was very short. It was in some unknown area and I saw this old aged, giant frog that was just laying beside this rocky pond in a mess... I think it was dead and it's skin was just flaking off the muscle mass.

The dream then moved to me supposedly being in the centre of Melbourne city for a mother-daughter date with my mum. I was by myself in a shopping complex and I was supposed to go and meet my mum somewhere. It was really bad weather outside; it was already raining but the sky was getting darker and darker until it reached this charcoal colour. When I finally got to my mum outside, we cancelled most of our plans because the weather was so bad.

Eventually, I came came across this large white van sitting in one of the wider alleys. I soon realised that this was Tito's ice-cream truck (looking exactly the same as the ice-cream truck in the real life vlogs) and I told my mum. I hopped into the back part of the ice-cream truck and no one else was in there but me. The dream ended there.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

The scene is at my high school football stadium. We drive over there and at some point do some drugs. The drugs were like little leaves like herbs in a sense. My view starts to skip like a CD skipping on a track, I start to see my view again and again several times. I'm at some point in a van with Ying in the middle seat looking at her body.
There were other parts of the dream where we're in the school. It's either really early morning or classes are ending, there's a huge commotion.

I'm on an exotic trip in another country. The scene is this massive football/soccer field thing. In the right corner there's a trampoline. I know my friend Alex b. is there. Someone tells me that a guy had done too much drugs and he's now too stoned to come along on the tour with us. He's stuck in the trampoline. My vision had gone there and around this place but I can't remember what we were doing.

I'm riding in the back of a van. We were at a place in the previous part of the dream but now we are going back to someone's house. The premise is I'm supposed to babysit Moo's sister's two kids. We are in the van and I'm thinking about how I'm going to take care of them. The kids are in the passenger seat and right side seat of the van, at times they are looking back at me and laughing madly. There was at some point three one them.
We get to a house which is at the KC middle playground. We're inside and I'm trying to figure out when to wake them up. Someone tells me it's 6:39 and 6:40. So I have a blackboard in front of me writing out those times. I was thinking about how I'd wake one up, wait a minute and then wake the other up. We were upstairs at this time, there was stairs leading up higher to a room which was wide and didn't have much in it, I think it was Kristen's room. We go outside to the backyard where we're playing some sort of basketball game. There's a bunch of aggressive guys out there with us. I start to threaten to call the cops on them. I was getting very angry, I really never get this angry IRL. The ball bounces away from the hoop and I go get it. There's a guy in my face and I'm screaming that I'm going to call the cops or at least I'm thinking it in my head. I think the guy ends up tackling me.

No Nobodies here, I promise.

Fell asleep at: 11:30 PM

Woke up at: 6:00 AM



Dream 21: Crisis Averted

Outside school grounds, midday. A group of people I'm looking at are cornering a blonde girl outside the courtyard. All of them are wielding SOME sort of blunt weapon (Stick, baseball bat, etc.) and are closing in on the frightened girl. They plan to beat her up, and I pull one of them aside and ask them why they would even think of doing something like this.

I get a response that can best be described as "Why not?", and further close in on her. I manage to talk them out of it at the last minute, saving the lady. She runs away as fast as she can, saying thank you as she runs by.

I was at J's house. I was writing some lyrics for a new song when I accidentally blurted out something along the lines of "I'm going to kill you J". Jacob heard this and went to tell his mom. He distorted the context out of recognition and I heard the whole thing. FROM ONE FLOOR ABOVE HIM. After that, his sister came in and proceeded to make no sense at all. She said something about a T turning into a P or the other way around, but either way, it had to do with what I said. His mom then came in wearing a blue robe and proceeded to scold me. I was trying to defend myself, but it was no use. I was curled up on J's chair almost crying as the last thing I heard was "some day or another, think before you talk" The first thought I had after waking up was "well that was a depressing dream", and the second thought was "just SOME DAY or another? How about now?"

I’m driving in an unfamiliar town, where I’m going to attend an event of some kind. I have the impression it has something to do with Kyabje Düd’jom Rinpoche? At first, I’m trying to find a parking spot near a junction, but all the spots there seem to belong to the nearby buildings, so I turn the car around and head towards the waterfront, closer to where the event will actually be held. It’s a long, straight street with small, gray paving stones and narrow, wooden houses painted light colors on either side. At one end of it, I can see boats, their masts blocking the view further out—to the harbor itself, presumably.

I look around for house no. 11, which is where the event will take place, so I can park nearby. The address plates are large and clearly display the numbers, rather like the Prague address plates do. The plates seem to be in the right general order, and so I don’t have trouble finding it—but there do seem to be both odd and even numbers on a single side. I’m not sure whether it was this that clued me into the fact that I was dreaming, but it definitely happened right around then.

This is a dream: what will I do? Checking out no. 11 still seems like a pretty good idea, but first, I decide to take a look around the area. I walk along the street, towards the harbor—but as I walk, it seems to change from a street to an underground tunnel, and when I reach the end, I’m not by the open sea, but looking into a square room full of water. It seems completely closed off and is made of some yellow-red stone, mossy where it's close to the waterline. The water is packed with boats—not big ones like I saw before, but little ones, more on the order of rowboats.

There’s something a little ominous about this place; it’s impossible to imagine what purpose it could possibly be serving. If this were a Zelda game, I’d fully expect the door to slam behind me and some giant monster to rise up out of the water and attack. I wait. The water seems to be rippling in a rather odd way. After a little while, a couple of larger waves swell up, rolling beneath the layer of boats. But they just die down again, and the water becomes perfectly still. I watch for a little while longer, but it looks as if that’s all that’s going to happen, and so I head back towards the house—now, an entrance partway along the tunnel. I open the door and step in.

An Asian woman greets me: it seems I’ve been expected, although there doesn’t seem to be any kind of a gathering here as I thought. The woman also seems to be expecting me to have a female friend along. I consider telling her that I’m here alone, but actually, there’s no reason I can’t invite someone else. I tell the woman I’ll send them a text message and they should be here shortly.

I pull my iPhone out of my pocket. But somehow, all the people I can think to invite are male. An idea occurs to me: I start spelling out A-N-I-M-A using the numbers which correspond to those letters. The phone is a bit shifty, as such devices often are in dreams, but not enough to impede me. But partway through, I remember that I’m not supposed to have an anima, being female and all. So I make it end U-S instead and send the ‘coded’ message off. Well, I guess I’ll see what happens. I put the phone back in my pocket and we sit down at the table in the next room to eat.

The table is a large one, but there are only three places set—hers, mine and the empty one. We have some kind of fish dish, which tastes good. Not much in the way of conversation is happening, and so I’m mostly focusing on remaining aware, making sure I don’t forget this is a dream. It’s an interesting feeling, being here in this place, which feels so real and yet so unreal. I could get up and do something else, but I want to see where this is going.

But at some point, I wake up—due to some environmental noise, possibly. But it’s only a short time before I fall asleep again, and find myself back in the house, in an upstairs bedroom this time.

Through a window, I see branch falls onto the roof of a neighboring building—a large, blocky structure. The roof looks like it’s in bad shape, with large chunks of tile missing—this place must have got hit by the storm too, I figure.

I’m eating a cup of yogurt there. It’s chalky and bland. Probably low-fat. Why am I eating this awful stuff? This is a dream, I don’t have to eat it. I place the cup on a dresser or some similar piece of furniture. Downstairs, I hear the door of the house opening, voices in conversation—somebody has arrived. Maybe it’s the person I invited in the earlier part of the dream. I’ll go down and check. But right now I’m wearing a nightgown, so I ought to put something else on first.

I step over to the full-length mirror, which is standing near the door, and look at my reflection. I’m wearing a plain nightgown, like a short dress with spaghetti straps. Oddly, I don’t seem to look quite like myself—my face is different, though not completely different, and my eyes seem to be the usual color. I step back. It’s been a while since I’ve done this—and actually, I’ve never done exactly what I’m about to try, but it doesn’t seem like it should be too hard. I’ll create myself something more appropriate to wear. I extend my hands, palms upward, feeling energy gathering.

But it doesn’t feel right—there’s some kind of a resistance there. As I notice that, I also see something standing behind me in the mirror—a furious-looking panda bear approaching me. I turn around, looking into the room—but it's empty. There's nothing there. I look back at the mirror: furious panda. Well, this is a little creepy. But because it’s a panda, being furious just makes it look ridiculous rather than menacing. I step backwards into the room with one hand behind me, feeling for the spot where the panda ought to be based on its reflection—but I wake up before I can get to it.

6.3.18

I’m walking home to a house I lived in 6 years ago. I notice a blue station wagon is following me. I cross the road to get away from him but he does a u-turn and parks in front of me. Then I look through the windscreen and see it’s Bert Newton! For anyone that’s not an Aussie...

I look at him and get a creepy feeling. He beckons me over, and I wonder what he could want... he might just want directions!? I cautiously walk closer, he leans out and asks me if I want a lift! I friggin’ knew it
At that point my alarm went off and I woke up.
Why would I be dreaming about an elderly famous Australian entertainer stalking me?

Video. (8:46)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_o0wqKfuRBs


Mix of fragments.

There was some kind of competition where I was flying around. There was something about how the judge didn't really like my performance because I didn't have much regard for the audience. I stopped to look at my phone during it. This had one of those underground rock concert types of feels to it that recurs in my dreams, but I never remember clearly. I filled out a form after my competition that said I thought my performance was the best.

The judge was a woman. She was talking about how when she looks at a menu on her phone, it lights up too bright. Then, it becomes unhealthy to have to scroll through the menu for too long, as it is hard on her eyes.

In the room with the competition, I was with another guy, who had been on my team for the performance, or something. This advertisement for a product that burned stomach fat was showing to our left on some kind of hologram screen. It showed a person's stomach with red energy moving through it and eliminating stomach fat. I was very skeptical of this "localized fat burning" concept. However, before I told him my opinion of it, I asked him what he thought of it. He might have been hopeful about it, and I didn't want to crush his hopes. I told him I had already formed my own opinion but I want to know his, so I don't take away his hope. That was nice of me!

~

I think I fell back asleep thinking of some dreams at some point. I had rolled onto my front with my right arm in a really bad position, and had to move immediately when I wake up. I always worry that this dislodged some of the dream. My mind also kept thinking about intactivism when I was trying to remember my dreams. Intactivism is an important subject to me but I can think of that any time. Where as after a dream, I need total focus on remembering the dream.

~

There was another part with a rapper. The rapper's father was talking about how he had to go to something like 3 to 4 to 8 surgeries in the last 8 months. So the idea was that everyone struggles, even those who seem to have it all.

~

There was something about a girl and trying to get high. I think there was some type of excitement with a group of people.

~

It also took me a moment to even think of any dreams I had. But recalling first round of dreams has gotten different lately in that the dream memories will come to my mind more slowly over the 15 minutes or so after I go to the bathroom and lay back down. instead of more all at once like the other dreams. I still only recall first round of dreams vaguely for the most part, but it seems I always recover at least some memories more consistently now.

~

I had another dream in this part where J G L came to mind. He was an actor in the dream. I couldn't remember any more.

Smoking Indoors?! / Sharing my Note Pad

I woke up from these dreams and it took what seemed like a while to think of anything. Then, the last thing I heard came to mind, which was Robert Monroe's voice saying, "Many people have seen me in their dreams, and asked me, who are you?" Something like that.

~

My earliest memory of this dream was of a lucid dreaming You Tuber making a video title. It had a blue rabbit, then a green ghost thing with smoke. It was about how he didn't dream last night.

~

Later on I was in a field playing some sport with my Uncle who I always fight with, and his friends. The sport involved kicking a golden ball thing around a field. My Uncle got up close to me and there was some conflict. My Uncle's friend said something like, "Strawberries aren't allowed." There were images of big strawberries up on a near by shelf. The location was kind of like my Nana's front yard. I tried to visualize more about this to pull up more detail but couldn't. When that didn't work, I tried to re feel the emotion I was feeling during that scene, which was that I was trying to run away. But I felt like they would run me down and catch me. Fear, anger, being chased. It didn't bring up any more details though. I also felt very outmatched in the sport, and right when I got the ball, my Uncle came right up next to me and took it again. Also my Uncle and the older men were smoking which I was at odds with.

~

There was this other part where my friend Josh was saying he had just had relations with a woman. He was going to tell myself and another one of our friends who was there all about it. I was getting my phone to record him for a You Tube video, because it was a big deal. There was something on my phone I can't remember clearly. Like an app with a white kind of back ground that came up.

Then it became this marriage counseling place. I had a laugh here. I was filling out this questionnaire and the question I was on asked how many times I had been married. I opened the drop down menu and selected something crazy like 27 or 30. I thought this was funny because it would be crazy to be married, divorced and remarried 27 to 30 times in one life span.

As I filled that form out, having a laugh, a kid came in and asked one of the woman at a desk for her help. She said she was busy with clients and could not help him. I felt bad to see the kid neglected due to the adults workaholism. Maybe it is a quick hint not to neglect my own inner child due to workaholism.

~

Later I was in front of the local grocery store. I was thinking about this insomnia treatment I got (dream context) that helped me sleep. So now I didn't need to try to have good sleep hygeine because I could always go in to get this "fix". Then, as I walked by the front windows of the store, I was thinking about how it would be cool if I could work multiple jobs and never feel tired. Something about how this would help my relationship with a woman.

~

In the context of this dream I was working at the local grocery store. My friend S R was also working there. I think I had some trouble working there and might have had to leave. But I came back. I was buying something from the register on the far right. Then I saw a guy who had checked out his groceries with me earlier but this time he didn't have apples. So I brought him apples or asked him why he skipped apples this time. I explained to him that I am not obsessive or anything, my mind just remembers things well.

Then while checking out at the fourth register, the woman ahead of me was buying her cigarettes. It was Mimi, and another woman. I was saying, "Don't buy cigarettes!" Mimi was lighting the cigarette right in the store, to take a quick puff indoors. I sort of stared for a moment before realizing what was happening. Of course, I did not actually smell smoke. In waking life, the smoke travels so fast, but in dreams, I can see a huge cloud of smoke but smell nothing. This could be a dream indicator in the future. But in this dream, the smoke was freaking me out!

I yelled at her and then ran to the back of the store. I saw a heavy set brown haired woman who kind of looked like my Aunt. Her name was Patti. She was saying how she smokes in doors too or something. I remember touching her back.

So then I was panicking as these people smoked indoors. Just then an african american guy came up to my side and started to tell me about a law that enabled people to smoke in doors if the building or room was big enough. They only couldn't smoke if the building or room was too small. He said how he had to be selective which buildings he went in, to avoid the ones that could contain smoke. Or else he would start to panic. We went into some kind of office or something. It was like he came to my rescue. It has helped in my dreams when other people in the dream agree that smoking is a nuisance.

~

Then I was really mad and just sitting along the side of a hall way, leaning against the wall. Some how the grocery store had transitioned into a new type of building. Some times locations morph in dreams.

A man walked by who needed paper. He had a spiral bound note pad with paper he had written on one side of. I clearly saw the blue lines accross the page, and his writing in pencil. I had three different sized note pads. I had drawn on the front of every sheet of paper, but the backs were not drawn on. I pointed out that on top of a nearby vending machine, there were stacks of paper that might work for him. They seemed to be some kind of building plans. he said he looked there already. I guess those pieces of paper were all used, but some big construction paper sheets looked fresh to me. I was looking through to see which pages I could give him. I wasn't willing to part with most of them, but the ones in the back seemed like I could do without them. I tried to draw what I saw on them in waking life.

One page had this pencil drawing of Mew Two. It said the phrase "Mewtwo Continuum" at the top.

Two other pages had this circle with the letters "W" and "R" in it in black writing. It stood for "waking reality" and I guess depicted different zones of consciousness. The circle was going around an orbit. On one page it was red orange and on the other page, aqua. I had a sense that I had taken these notes earlier in the dream.

~

Whatever else happened at the end, the last thing I remember hearing as I woke up was Robert Monroe saying something like, "Many people have seen me in their dreams and asked me who I am." I had the feeling something very cosmic happened at the end of my dreams this time but couldn't remember specifically.

~

As I said, I almost thought I was going to draw a total blank on these dreams. It really scared me. They came back to my mind in a really delayed fashion. I am glad I didn't give up on them. I just kept thinking, "Come on, I had to have dreamed. What was it?" And aiming to reach the place in my mind that had the memories, staying perfectly still.

Living near a dock?

I definitely forgot some parts earlier on in this. I was doing something on a computer that was interesting. Something with the word "Trialed" As in "T R I L D" or a new L D technique. Then a heavier brown haired woman behind me was shaking her hair around, saying her hair didn't go down past her neck or chin. I turned around and said I thought she was doing a dance. Not that I was making fun of her.

~

Then I had walked from a new home we had just moved to (in the dream context) and got to where the local creek is. I walked there and then realized there was no walk way back. I remember having passed under this bridge. I could hear some people in their boats, boating around very boatingly. I was thinking of how noisy the creek is and how it wouldn't be a peaceful place to live. I saw a bunch of sky blue out house things where the houses actually are if you look back up hill from the creek. The walk way vanishing and leaving me stranded on this dock thing was surprising enough for me to think I might be dreaming.

I tried a finger palm test. I am not sure what the result of it was, but I knew I was dreaming. My vision was fading in and out a lot, like the dream was trying to end. I tried to keep the dream going somehow. But I was pretty worked up. This tall white padded wall was behind me. To the left of that was this tall bridge that was black underneath. Cars were going fast on it and very noisily so. I didn't try looking out on the creek. I thought of just jumping in the water, but I was too scared. This big fish came up on the left side of the dock but the vision in the dream was very dim.

~

I felt my body in my physical bed then but it was weird. because I was seeing this dream flash of a tan door and a golden yellow circular door knob. this seemed unusual to me because it would be too dark to see that right now. Also, I sleep with a blind fold, so I shouldn't be able to see anything. But I actually opened my physical eyes and could still see it, as if a hole was in my blind fold. (Later, I checked its position, and it had been fully covering my eyes. ) This was interesting just because of seeing something of a dream with my physical eyes open. This caused me to wake up fully though. As I woke up, I heard a voice say, "Curiosity killed the cat!" as if to say I shouldn't have opened my physical eyes, or I could have dreamed more.

*Later, I realized that my waking life door knob is a handle, not a door knob, but the same color as in the dream. This is good to notice these differences since often I dream of my physical room but when i wake up I realize there were slight or major differences I didn't notice from how it is in waking life.

~

I think I botched the recall of these by moving to flick the voice recorder on too soon. I think if I had stayed still, I could have remembered further back. But I did it too soon because I was afraid I would forget it if I waited too long to record. So there is that fine line for me when moving too soon to record will dislodge parts of the dream before I can think them through. Where as waiting too long can lead to me falling back asleep and losing much more. Gotta find that sweet spot in those times and it is okay to not do it perfectly every time.

Trapped in a room, scared!

I forgot earlier parts of this dream. My memory starts with me in a library. I was looking at a book shelf. I was looking at this book on the shelf about dogs. It was a childrens book with a Lavender cover. There was another of the same book to its right, but wider, as if part had been cut off the one I had returned. There was a hand written note saying my name, and "Come talk to me please, from, Michael" who i guess was a librarian.

I went up to the librarians and tried to ask them about the book. Then the desk reminded me of the dock in the previous dream and I realized I might be dreaming again. That was kind of a unique lucidity trigger. I tried a finger palm test. Again, I don't clearly remember it going through, but I knew I was dreaming. I tried to talk to the librarians about something, or ask them to help me stabilize the dream. But then I flew over their desk. Then I flew really far to the right side of the library. I forgot the rest of that part of the L D but I lost stability and "Woke up" in another L D.

~

As the next dream began, I was opening and closing my eyes. I saw that the kitchen at my parents old house was appearing before me, and I knew it was a dream. I kept trying to check my hands anyway, for stability mainly. I kept losing my vision, but then I would use a lot of mental will power to make the dream reappear again.

the palms of my hands had tiny hands growing in each of them. I had never seen that before. At one point I saw this flash of these ghosts shaped like dog heads kind of fly by, maybe making some noise, which was kind of scary. Then I was back to walking through the house, checking my hands, and trying to get to the front door for some reason. No real dream goals came to mind, I was just responding to what was around me.

Then I found myself in the living room of that house. I saw the red couch my parents had long ago, some windows, and some other stuff. A table in the middle. Stuff all around the walls of the room. And I noticed the doors had dissappeared so it was all closed off. I think some claustraphobia set in. I walked toward the remaining hall way but a wall magically appeared to seal the room off almost completely. There were still some windows but for some reason I didn't try going out them.

I thought I might still be able to go out the windows or phase out through a wall but I didn't try. Fear started to get the best of me. then this battle music from a video game, like Pokemon battle music I think, came on pretty loud. I thought that someone or something was coming to attack me. I oscillated between feeling like I could handle it and then feeling overwhelmed with fear. I contemplated choosing to wake myself up, but decided to stay in the dream as long as I could.

Then I felt myself pinned to a couch in that room. My fear got up to a new level as I couldn't move. I woke up at that point in my physical bed, with an image of a scary golbin sort of face in my mind, with long jagged teeth, and thought the dream through before moving, and that was a run on sentence. :-)

Although I was scared, this wasn't over the top nightmarish to me. It was kind of creepier than my usual dreams but I wouldn't count it as a lucid nightmare. I was feeling some fear but not night mare level.

Recon-SILLY-Ation with my sister!

I considered this dream a BONUS because I almost didn't fall back to sleep.

~

I remember there were more dreams earlier but not what they were. One I remembered was seeing a little green grasshopper.

Then more stuff happened I forgot.

Then there was this part where I was trying to go into the Evolution fitness in the next town over. The lights were on bright. It was late, between 9 and 10 P M. The guy at the desk was saying that I can't work out unless I have a membership. Some how that didn't make sense, as if the gym is open to the public except for certain hours. My friend Steve walked out of the gym and said something to me as he was leaving. I remember the guy at the desk was the guy who worked in my local gym before it closed. I vaguely remembered something with a squat rack.

Then I think there were more parts I forgot.

Then the big lucid dream happened. I was at a desk in the room I lived in at my Nana's as a kid. I was doing something at a computer. There was some food up the desk and to my right I reached for at one point, wondering why I put it so far away.

I was hearing this song by a well known rapper. It was a "diss song" directed towards another well known rapper, or a few. The lyrics were very clunky and it sounded like a really un skillful free style. It seemed like he was dissing the people more just for something to say, instead of really meaning to say that message. As I listened to the words, I was doing something on the computer, or drawing. I forgot what though. Also I remember a kid there, maybe a tan kid or Hispanic. Not much about it though.

Then there was a distinct line of the song I was trying to remember. I actually dreamed that I woke up and clicked the button for my voice recorder and said it. It felt just like waking life. It is amazing how fast my dreams adapt to new habits.

So then I "woke up" into the room at my Nana's again, now looking at this black and grey male manican. "He" was wearing a blue shirt and plaid boxers on his head, and I forgot what kinds of pants, maybe brown. I was still repeating the lyric over and over to myself that I wanted to remember. Then this manican started to say something louder that took away my focus. [COLOR="#00FF00"][b]I realized this was a dream sort spontaneously. At first I thought the manican and I were going to fight, so I prepared to defend myself. We were kind of swinging our arms at each other but not touching. Then the manican turned away.

It occurred to me to ask him who he was. (That is pretty good lucidity for me. ) The manican actually became my sister. (Now the reason I titled the dream Recon-SILLY-Ation was that in my dreams in the past month or two, my sister has been trying to kill me! Something happened 1 or 2 months ago and now she has not been talking to me. So this dream was kind of nice. ) She was laughing and giggling a lot, kind of as if laughing at me. She sat on the edge of a full size bed in there, which I guess was hers, and said that we should put a video about this dream on You Tube. And that the title should have Capital Letters On All The Words and Include Feelings Words. It was really silly. She was kind of saying it to make fun of me because of how I want to tell the world about every dream.

Then she went to the head of the bed and poured this clear slimy liquid where the pillow would go. She put her entire head in the puddle of liquid and laughed more. It was a joke about drooling a lot. L O L. I was asking her something like, "Are we cool?" But she didn't respond in a direct way.

She was still laughing a lot, and it seemed to be laughing at me this time. I went to look in the mirror to see what it was, because who knows, maybe I had a funny dream face. I looked in the mirror, and I only had one nostril, and a big round face. My brown hat was on, poking up like a cone. Wait, I thought, did I just have only one nostril? And I looked again, and there were two. This time I saw how big and round my face was, and my nose was really flat. Also my teeth were pointier and had more spaces.

I forgot exactly how it ended. I think I turned around to face my sister again and then felt myself lose stability. I must have tried to rub my hands, and then everything faded out.

I think this dream ended with this flash of that fuzzy grainy grey black and white T V channel screen thing from the olden days. Either this dream or the last. That's the second time I have noticed a dream end that way.

Notes.

These dreams tonight were definitely cool ones. The last dream really pulled it all together and gave the night of dreams a lot of meaning. As I typed them up and listened to my voice recordings of them, I also made some hand drawings which captures some of the visual memory from the dreams. It worked out pretty nicely this morning and I felt fairly focused and productive.

I’m trapped in some sort of convention centre with a bunch of other strangers. A band is playing and we are free to roam around and do as we please, other than that there is a man with a grotesquely large, swollen, disfigured and scab-coloured face who keeps showing up to haul us away one by one to torture us in some unseen area.

I’m sitting around talking to a man whose arm has been forcibly removed and another whose face is severely burnt on one side. A third, possibly dead, is sprawled face-down on the floor, his shirtless skin so covered with welts that his back looks like it’s covered in Cheerios. A woman in great pain hobbles in to collapse on a seat nearby, one of her heels having been freshly sliced off.

I feel lucky that I have not been taken so far, but am afraid knowing that my turn will inevitable come. I try to hide in the rafters, although I’m sure my doing so is futile.

Round 1 of Dreams (Mixed Fragments).

There was this part where I was going to join a group of people. They were excluding me and I was fighting them. T H and K S, not getting along, sending an e mail.

Some dream detail about being in the sky. Swimming into the sky and spinning?

There was a part where I was working for G A and I had to call someone. I called the actor who plays J L on a show and talked to them. Something about my Dad's new phone or new job.

Guitar thing. I was trying to buy this guitar. It was a different kind of guitar, with this pickup kind of thing on the bottom of the fret board. Like this small black rectangle with extra frets. Something about someone from one of the Asian countries.

License part. I was trying to buy something from this guy, but he said my license was no good. It had some red mark on it it doesn't usually have. It made me ineligible to buy certain things. I was at the checkout register. I was supposed to get together this packet of songs I wanted to learn. It was like they went beyond standard license checks. The guy at the register was an older guy.

Guy putting plastic on his floor. Someone in my fraternity house was lining his floor with plastic in case anyone made a mess in there by partying. They had just added a new wooden floor. They were afraid people would get in because their door knob was missing. It was like a plastic drop cloth thing but ripped at the edges.

Dangerous Dog.

I was at the back door of my Nana's kitchen. There had been this dog in the back yard who was trying to get in. We had all run inside because it was a dangerous dog. Some of my friends from college were there. I opened the door so the dog could climb into this cage thing, but when the dog got part way in, it was blocked by a barricade of other items I had put there. However, there were some clear gaps in the barricade. The dog thing was talking to me. I heard my friend D F say something about someone giving him money so he could pay a debt.

We all drove somewhere with the dog. It was a white and grey dog. It looked sad in the cage. On the way there, we were all talking in the car. My friend in the drivers seat was about to smoke a cigar and I was freaking out. I hurried up out of the car.

I asked my friend A R to carry the other side of the dog cage and run with me to somewhere we could drop it off. I told him it will only take 30 minutes. We were going to some kind of concert or music event, so we didn't want to lose much time. However, I didn't really think we would take only 30 minutes.

When we got there, I expected that some drunk college kids would play with the dog from outside the cage and get bit. I imagined a really drunk girl doing this and thought maybe we shouldn't leave it there.

We had given the dog a bone in chicken breast and when I looked again, it had totally cleaned it down to the bones.

~

I saw E L and C N. E L was wearing a big hoodie with the name of the college we went to on it. Someone there said something about how they were violated emotionally. I was like, "dang, yo," in kind of a rapper's voice. Then I wondered why I impersonated that culture.

~

There was something with a girl I knew from a meeting in my room. It was like she was jealous I was making more time for other people.

I think I moved too much before I began recalling these dreams. I needed to go to the bath room but I re arranged my bed and maybe I could have waited to rearrange my bed until after recalling dreams.

~

Earlier in the dream there was some kind of long highway drive or plane ride. I couldn't remember as much about this.

Some fragments.

There was some kind of Beast Wars Scene with Rhinox. He looked "like a boss". There was another Maximal guy to his right, I forgot who.

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I was at this restaurant with these wealthy people. Writing something. Then I saw all of these wealthy people sitting around a table. They had some kind of mini anchor pendant things they were collecting. First the dream screen focused on one woman at the head of the table. Then it focused on a woman to her left, who had a big stack of mini boxes all around her. Each box was about the size of a soap bar. I wondered how I had lived my whole life not knowing about this belief system of theirs. I would have remembered this better if I had recorded it sooner, I think.

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There was something with Winnie the Pooh and Tigger. Then Tigger was flying through the hundred acre wood. Then his body morphed into some kind of support beam like you would see holding up the overhang by someone's front door. It was orange with black stripes like Tigger.

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I fell back asleep while thinking through those last dreams. Then I was dreaming of being in this store buying flowers. I was buying two boquet things of flowers. They were both marked to be 3 to 4 dollars. The lady at the register was weighing the flowers on some scale where I could see the bright green digital digits going all wild, but I didn't notice it was a dream. The scale said something like two point one pounds of flowers. The lady was ringing me up for 29 to 30 dollars though. A guy came up to my right and he was being pushy. He was saying some words. I was saying something like hold the clippings. I forgot why I was getting the flowers.

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I recovered the previous dreams by luck but I really would be better off recording them sooner. Sometimes I think I will remember next time I wake up and that tends not to be true.

More Dream Fragments.

I had a dream that was kind of cool. But all I remembered was being Link and spawning in this square portal. There was a walkway for me to go up. It was brown and like in video games, there was a black void all around it. To my right were two pots, one with gold, another with I think silver in it. This blue monster thing spawed a bit up the brown walk way, to the left side of it. I was still near the portal on this square platform. I walked near one of the pots. I threw the pot at the monster from long range and knocked it off the level. I was surprised though because it seemed to happen automatically. I forgot the rest of this. I was seeing it from the outside like in a video game.

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I was in the food store parking lot. I had those fabric grocery store bags. In them were some dirty tupperwares. I was wondering how I would grocery shop with those in there, as if I would be putting the groceries in the tupperwares. I thought I might wash them in the grocery store bathroom.

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I was in my bed room but in a dream. The sheets were all torn off the bed and the lights were on. I was wondering how this happened. Now that I think about it, there was a lot more in the dream that was different from waking life. When I looked again, my comforter had these brown or green circles of some kind of gunk on it. I thought it was from drool. I smelled it and it didn't have much of a smell. Then I went in the bathroom and the floor was white. The floor was all covered in a layer of puddled water. I wondered why. I thought it was waking life. I think i woke up still wondering how I would fix the water leak or something like that. How I could do dream state checks next time I see that in waking life, not realizing it had already been a dream! L O L.

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There was a part where I was looking in the fridge. Trying to remember a phrase from a previous dream, unaware it was still a dream.

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Something at my current house with mom and sister.

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There was another part where I was looking at this computer screen. There was this dial or adjustable bar that scrolled up and down, like a volume bar. But it changed the tint of the screen just from blue to purple or purple to blue. It seemed bright. I think it was part of an audio editing program.

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I had a false awakening to where I was trying to dream journal. I dreamed I had fallen asleep in my bed, laying on my back. My tan cushions were even on the bed, but when I woke up, I wondered how I had fallen asleep on my back. I was trying to record my dream. I had the same headset, even modified with the pop filter like my microphone I use for recording dreams in waking life. There was some rap music playing loudly and I wondered how I would recall my dreams. I would have to walk far to get anywhere quiet. And even if I recorded them, the music would get into my recording file. I remember hearing what I thought was a famous actor's voice saying he thought it was Dostoyevsky, kind of rubbing his chin pensively.

There were some people talking. There were these blue alien things. They had heads like a hammer head shark but these funny pokey mouths. I have to draw this. Then there was something that looked like a person kicking from within their stomach. They were saying the most powerful human on the planet was Arnold Schwarzenegger. There was some kind of high pitched voice saying that I think. This part may have been before the dream when I was Link, back in the beginning.

Notes.

My dreams tonight seemed thinner and my recall seemed lower, too. Seems like a bit of a dry spell for some reason. Every time I have a dry spell of dreams, I am wraught with worry all the next day, that I will have another dry spell the coming night. So I rack my brain to try to think of anything I could do to ensure I remember lots of dreams. I need to stop worrying and stop fighting it and just surrender. At least thats what I think. Sometimes my dreams and recall flow but other times they ebb and the worrying or trying too hard to figure out what I did wrong the next day might be counter productive.

Running down a dark city, being pursued by a startling number of zombies. Several of them succeed in grabbing me, but I am able to pull myaelf free. They eventually disperse. I move through the mostly abandoned city and come across some regular, albeit ugly looking people. Lucidity hits me as the dream is ending and, because I saw a similarity between them,I am able to make one of the peole lose his face and become slenderman.