earlier: + outside, looking at trees with L, we want to cut some for wood. The trees we're inspecting are really tall and I'm conerned that we won't be able to manage them when the fall and they'll cause a lot of damage. I'm looking at a very large fallen tree and thinking about sawing some sections of it into billets, but it is partly rotten and I'm wondering if the quality of the wood is good enough. + in an office space, walking around, I want to surprise people by (turning into a bird and flying around), but some guy brings in a remote-controlled bird toy and steals my thunder. Looking at a table with young employees sitting all together in front of computers. Some new girls are assigned to this table, I want to be assigned there too as one is quite pretty. They sit down on the far side and I think the guy across from the pretty girl is really lucky, he just has to look up from his screen to see her and can watch her all day long. There were more dreams but forgot later: + I'm sitting in some public facility (restaurant?) with a friend to my left. Standing in front of me is a sort of attractive young woman with really large puffy lips covered in lipstick. She's talking a lot and very quickly. I understand all the individual words she's saying but I can't grasp the overall coherent idea. I'm fascinated by her lips and am just watching her face and lips move while she talks. She eventually gets frustrated with me and leaves, off to my left and behind me. I call out after her that I'm listening and very interested in what she's saying. + I arrive home (false) and am instantly dismayed that I didn't close up before leaving. I see my laptop(s) are still outside on a table and that the door is open to the house. I take a quick look around and am astonished and relieved that apparently nothing has been taken -- I suppose that by chance nobody walked by and noticed the open home and items left unattended. The home is like an apartment in a building with patios/bungalos. Spoiler for sexy content: Later, I'm in the pool. Some girls arrive and I watch, amazed, as they strip naked and get in the pool, I'm checking them out. Some guys arrive and they're naked too. I'm watching the girls and guys interact. There is a woman dressed talking on the phone nearby and I think she is related to the swimmers. One of the girls says she wants (someone?) to keep on peeing on her in the pool because it's warm
I was home and suddenly I hear my dad calling. I know this can't be because irl he just left for work. I realize this is a dream. I go to him and he just wants me to help my mom hang the laundry. Afterwards, I spot him sitting in a couch and ask him where he's from. "May, July 13, 11", he says. I say that he isn't my that because he shouldn't be here and that answer is ridiculous. Turns out it was Bowser in disguise. After some weird stuff I don't really remember I decide that I want to fly, using a broom, like one of the previous TotM. I am slightly successful and I wake up.
I dozed off in a chair in the living room this morning and my grandma was talking to my daughter in another chair. I think her voice kept me aware as I drifted off, and I was able to slowly get up out of my body. ---- I stand up and look at my grandma and daughter and think of the totm to ask where someone is from. I almost ask one of them but decide to move on. I walk very slowly towards the door. The air feels thick and filled with static electricity. I get sucked back into my physical body a few times before eventually making it to the glass door. My grandma squishes in front of me and opens it for me. I move awkwardly out into the sunlight. The landscape is enormous and clear of trees, allowing me a breathtaking view of rolling hills. There is a short tower or two that remind me of fire-watch towers. I walk out a little more and look around. I see my grandpa walking towards the end of the house wearing a really big bright red cowboy hat, the rest of his outfit morphing rapidly. I use intent, expectation and belief to will myself to zoom towards him, but he disappears around the edge before I can get there. I turn the corner and look where he has gone, now flying. It looks like the back of a stock yard. Bare dusty dirt flanks wooden plank walls and random sections of metal corral fence are standing around in various configurations. I see the entity, no longer my grandpa, disappear around a pile of equipment. I zoom down there. The person keeps morphing and running away as I follow them around trying to catch up. They change into a fantasy-style warrior woman with a long curved sword and she stops to practice her swordsmanship, doing a series of complicated moves. I am able to catch up to her and she lunges at me from the inside of a large corral. She tries to stab me with a long spear and I grab hold of it. She then tries to slash at me with her sidearm which is a short sword and I grab her wrist. She gets a desperate, fearful look on her face. I tell her to calm down and that I only want to ask her a nice simple question. My voice has no sound, like the rest of the dream so far. I can still vaguely hear my grandma's and daughter's voices in the waking world. I trust that the woman can hear me anyway and that it's just me who has a disconnect from the sound of the dream. The woman calms down enough to look me in the face and I ask her where she is from. She yells something silently and I try to watch her lips and discern what she is saying. It looks like maybe she is saying "Espaņa!!" But I can't be sure. It didn't feel like a solid enough answer to me. I get distracted for a bit and end up back in my waking body. I WILD back out and exit to the front porch in much the same way as before. This time my grandpa is there with about four other men. Two of them are yelling at each other, which I can't hear, and grabbing each other, almost throwing punches. I approach one of them and try to ask where he's from but he's too distracted by his fight. I follow the group about a hundred yards out onto the grass where we encounter some brown elephant-sized cow-like creatures which are standing around placidly. I approach a large beefy man with two heads. His eyes are bright orange-red and his heads slowly merge back into one. His faces, now his face, look very much like John Goodman, and he has shoulder length messy light-brown hair and an outfit of tattered olive green cloth. I ask where he's from and he yells an incoherent silent answer, so I ask him to write it down. I offer him a pen which has manifested immediately and a notepad that was harder to conjure and keeps trying to become my phone. He runs screaming into the soft side of one of the animals and I follow him, still holding pen & pad and trying to regain his attention. He is now very different in appearance. He's still beefy, but his face no longer resembles John Goodman, he looks clean, has short, slick black hair and wears a full pin-striped suit with a matching fedora. He turns to me roughly and takes the pen & pad. He starts by making dots and scribbles, using exaggerated movements. He keeps going and I eventually just take the pad back. As I look at it the words change extremely quickly. I blink my eyes and focus until I can see that they say "tu errryyghrregh". I immediately return to my body and struggle to wake up fully, almost making a false journal on my phone before succeeding. ---- This silent dream state is new to me. I've never had that happen where I'm fully in a dream except for my hearing, which is still attuned to the waking world. After waking, my grandma said something to me that confirmed that what I had heard her say while I was in the dream was actually said in the waking world. Crazy.. Also I'm really pumped at how well I was able to exit my body. It's been a long time, so I'm glad my previous years of experience still held up. Confidence is key.
Updated 01-09-2019 at 06:22 PM by 93604
I was lying on my bed and fell asleep: I wake up but can't move and I start to panic. There is someone on the right of the bed trying to roll me over to do something, I try hard to wake up but it doesn't work, so I start screaming my brother's name to come help me wake up, but he isn't coming. I try to calm down and close my eyes to fall asleep, but instead I woke up.