Caden

a
July 24, 2011

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 89 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
{telepathy in these brackets}



I'm laying on my side on the floor and am putting together some kind of puzzle on a very short wall, like the side of a bathtub, in a room that seems to be like a living room. There are blocks to be stacked. I concentrate a little more.
My vision becomes clearer and I notice there is a girl (white aprox 20 yr old) helping me, well really helping build whatever we are building. I see her arm and notice how white it is and thought that she had a white sweatshirt on but no that was her pale skin.

I look back over my shoulder at her and notice she has no top on!

I play it cool because she doesn't seem concerned and who am I to criticize naked girls?

I put another block up and look back again and notice she has no clothes on what so ever!

I put another block up and decide to get a good look and turn back yes I can see her naked chest and she just smiles as if nothing is different here!
I look back at her again and {she wonders why am looking at her again. She is starting to think something might be wrong and feeling a little uncomfortable.}
I put another block up and notice another woman (white 30ish, shortish blond hair, white blouse) walking by {she thinks "how nice" as she looks at us doing our thing.}
This is all strange given the nude girl just sitting here. I think about what I should be thinking given this strangeness and decide to just go with it.



Dream 2


July 24, 2011

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
{telepathy in these brackets}

I am strolling mindlessly around a commercial district. I feel lost then think about what I am supposed to be doing here and think "pick up girl friend".


I go to a chainlink fenced area that has a gate and a small guard post. There is a strange haze in the air and a dusky light as if it is before dawn or just after sunset. I look at the large facility that seems like a large factory or industrial complex across a large parking lot.



{I feel a thought from someone I know} and turn around to see a girl coming out of gated area that I know I know but I also have never met her in my life! She is a pretty red head but I expect her to look better since she has almost no makeup and has just tied her hair behind her head. Then I thought "she has just got off work, get real."

GF: So what are we doing?
Me: ?

I have no clue even who she is or where I am!
A white car (a 1970's model) drives by slowly.

GF: HEY!
she yells at the car {she thinks it may be a taxi}
She runs after it throwing her pocket book strap over her shoulder.

I just stand there like "WTH?"

{She knows its not a taxi now but hopes to get it to pull her a ways down the road} and grabs the car's bumper! She is skating with her feet grinding against the street, I can hear the grinding sound and see some dust from this!
She lets go after a few seconds, I can't believed that even worked!
She looks back and puts her hands up in victory, she made it! She looks at the bottom of her sneakers and they look worn but still great. She then laughs a bit and looks at me proud of herself.

a
July 3, 2011
Type: Regular Dreams.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


Through out the night I had about 5 different dreams, none of which were little more than wandering around. Before these dreams I had something I have never encountered before, there were these extremely real and detailed still images of people. I saw these visions or images and waited for something to happen, for them to move or maybe start a dream or something but they just stood there. A dream started afterward but it had nothing to do with the images.

Pakistani Policeman
The first one was a Pakistani policeman. I looked intently at him for at least 30 seconds examining him but he never moved or blinked even.



Super Girl
Later was Super Girl. She seemed to be laughing otherwise this picture is a good copy.



Short Haired Woman
The third one was a short haired woman with blond hair. She looked a lot like this but was standing and was also laughing. I do have a reoccurring short haired girl but she is always brunette or black haired. She also seems more girlish but this blond seems older perhaps, at least mentally.


I have no clue why or what this means, if anything. To anyone who thinks they have an idea, leave a comment.

a
July 1, 2011

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I am walking in a field and there is a dirt patch of a field for planting something like a lot of vegetables in like on a farm.

I see a horse and grab at him but he has a plow strapped top him so I grab that and plow the field but only one pass. So now there is a hugely deep "V" trench about 2 feet deep and there were tiny rows for seeds but my huge row has strangely bent them over on the side like the field was made out of rubber and I had sliced a cut into it and pushed to 2 sides together.


“Oh no”, a broad shouldered gray haired man behind me says, I can feel that he feels he is the farmer here. “You’ve ruined my crop” he said sadly. It was only one trench but I felt sad and knew the only way to fix it was to use my powers cuz you can’t unplow dirt.

I turned back to the field and put my hands like I am grabbing the ground from a standing position as I do to make earthquakes and brought on a small tremor to the field hoping the earth would rise and do away with the trench I made but no luck.

I tried a bigger tremor more like an earthquake and it shook me around a bit but the trench didn’t hardly move at all. Some of the DC's looked around a bit but they were not too concerned.

The only other power I had left to possibly do the job was telekinesis. I was going to try everything, if for no other reason than to see what works. I put my hands out to focus my power and concentrated on lifting the trench so it was level ground again. After concentrating when I looked again the trench was lifted but only in a small spot, I needed to think bigger. I expanded my vision of what needed to be done in my mind and went to it with only a little more power than the last try. This time it was complete, not perfect all over but certainly fixed. I was proud of my little accomplishment and let my grasp on the dream fall away.

I woke and committed the dream to waking memory.

g
6-26-11

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


Telepathy {in these brackets}
My words or thoughts
Others words

I found myself in some kind of low budget store but it felt strange. I asked the place {what place this is} [yes you can ask the place as if it were a person] and I got the answer back that this was a store but from my deep childhood. [I remember this place now that I have been reminded of it. It is amazing how many places we have been that we then forget!]

I looked around not sure what to do and a woman walked up to me telling me to “stock the shelves”.

I looked at her and thought at her {I don’t work here, as if!}, she looked shocked, while looking directly into my eyes radiated a good amount of fear and backed off and walked away. Not sure if it was my reply or the fact that I never opened my mouth. When she was gone I was again free to look around.

Still the dream started to pull me in and I thought I was a customer and was there to get something. Then I walked into their employee’s area and thought maybe I worked there but knew I didn’t. I stayed in this strange unknown identity throughout the whole dream doing much of nothing.

I am glad my subconscious is starting to delve into the past somewhat.

a
Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I found myself on a yacht in its hallway. I walked up a small flight of stairs into a dining area. I looked around and realized just what a yacht really is, a rich man’s houseboat. It felt like a cozy house but on the water with all that nautical flavor to it.

Two men walked into the room, one was the owner, guy who lived here and the other a grizzled old veteran type. The vet started to take some things out of a plastic box container that was on the floor. The yacht owner sat down on the bench/seat on the sides of the room that looked out onto the water. The veteran started taking things out of that plastic container and putting them in a sack, the man on the bench looked at him quite sadly. I heard the guy on the bench’s thoughts, he was sad because he had brought the other veteran here from an alternate earth where there had been “no south east Asian conflict.”

Those were some strange ideas so I was open to more thoughts.

“Iron Mike has lived nearly his whole life here in this world and has still joined the military, I had hoped he would not have to see the horrors of war.”

The thoughts were so clear I almost thought they were mine so I wasn’t entirely sure where this information was coming from. It wasn’t Iron Mike he was thinking about… what things to bring to the kids!? What kids? He doesn’t look like the father type but I did get a feeling of charity in there.

Iron Mike was now happily going around the room picking things he wanted to take. He walked around me thinking but not saying “excuse me” as he reached across me to get something. I just stood there trying to figure this whole thing out.

“There” he said as he put the plastic container on the seat next to the other man. The yacht owner tried to smile.

Then I looked around and things started to get a little trippy. It was like a rippling effect and the scene and sounds changed to an earlier time and there were kids running and yelling through the boat and the two men where there enjoying the kids excitement as they played with their new Christmas toys. Every time I looked in a different area there was a different rippling effect and times and scenes changed, one was even at night. I wasn’t sure what was going on it was all a jumble and very confusing.

Finally the dream ended, I immediately felt these events would quickly be forgotten so I wrote them down. I did forget but the few things I wrote brought it all back.

a
Well glad to see I blasted through the goals of the year fairly fast except for one, finding more out about the short haired girl. I haven't seen her lately but I am still going to find out more.


Goal #1
Info on Short Haired Girl
(refer back to last Task of The Year)


Ok so now new goals.
My subconscious has risen to the cause giving me a purpose and a new goal, facing fears. The first fear I was presented with a few days ago was certainly an old one from way back in my childhood just when I was beginning to notice my dreams. Even today with all my powers I was pushed to my maximum by it. This is a good thing and I came through the experience with flying colors. Now I must delve deeper into portions of my subconscious and face everything that is holding me back in life or face things that can improve me and my life.


Goal #2
Explore Subconscious
Yes this sounds dangerous but I honestly think I am up to it.
If the mind is anything like this I have a lot to explore and work on. I'm sure danger and adventure awaits around every corner, sounds great to me!


Goal #3
Continue to work on my Powers and Abilities
Yes I use them a lot in dreams but I would like to use them all the time and not forget about them during some dreams. I believe that it is these very abilities that will lead me to wherever I was destined to go. I have been given great tools and I should use them to better myself and/or others. I feel like I am on a quest, like I have to do something but I am not sure what that is. I'll find out from Goal #2 and use #3 to get there with the help of #4.


Goal #4
Get Dream Guide/Mentor
I have never seen a dream guide and I am not sure how much I need one but I do need someone to help me on my quest, someone who knows a lot. The usual clueless DC's are now just so much noise, I need someone who can talk techniques with me in the dream. I thought of creating one of my own then thought of creating a whole team of helpers but I want to see what my subconscious has before I make my own.

6-25-2011

a
6-23-11


Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I am exploring a residential building. I have seen some like this before, there are apartments but the doors are always open, or missing, and there are a lot of people all over the place. I walk into one room and there is a naked girl, in a room of about 10 clothed people, watching TV like it is no big deal. She is maybe 23 years old, brunette. Guys and girls around her don’t seem to notice she is naked, people walk right by her. I figure that she is another dreamer but she likes to walk around naked.

She is sitting on a sofa so I sit on the end of it to her right and ask if she is "a little cold" sarcastically. She looks at me out of the corners of her eyes with a smile “No.” I sit there and visually examine her body admiring her good looks. An attractive woman comes over to the sofa and is wondering if what we are doing is sexy. She stands behind the sofa to the girls left and leans over on the back of it.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” I say.

The woman nods her head.

I go on to describe how and in what ways her petite body is awesome while the girl just sits there taking it all in but refusing to look at me, I find this very funny and cute.

June 21, 2011


Introduction


When I first came to DV I knew I was bored with my dreaming life and needed to focus on it to find some kind of solution. I have had some interesting experiences because of DV but still I felt an emptiness to it all. Then I realized recently I needed a challenge. This virtually impossible since I am all but god in my dreams, totally invulnerable but also with no challenges. Yes DC’s threaten me but I dispatch with them with so little effort it is barely amusing. Then I saw The Green Lantern movie the other day and I realized that like in the movie I needed not a physical threat to overcome but a psychological challenge, fear, I needed to overcome any fears I may have. I was not sure what those fears might be but I was about to find out.


A little Green Lantern vid to show you some of the basics.

I went to bed a little late at about 1:45 and as usual for this past month worked on my presleep visual imagery of Cerebro from the X-men but mine is a little different. I have gotten to some great visualizations that actually make my head feel almost disconnected and Cerebro is to help me focus on my abilities and grow them and somehow it’s working my subconscious has been extremely active lately. I completed some mental exercises through the Cerebro exercise and fell asleep during this as usual.



Type: Horror/Battle.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 and later Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I'm at a stadium high up in a glassed in level the last rows of spectators on the top. I can’t see anything from this height but there are people sitting around outside this area some of them are sitting on the roof facing the city and parking lot below. (It is early in the night and dreams are chaotic at this point and I fully realize that and have not only gotten used to it but have become at peace with this, I no longer expect “reality” in such early night dreams. Maybe its just me but everything I have heard about REM sleep is crap, I dream nearly all night.) One of the men, a young guy about 20 years old stood up and I wondered what he was doing. Then he stumbled a bit and almost fell off the very top of the stadium.


“Hey did you see that? That guys nuts.” I said to the guy sitting next to me. I shook my head but it was just a dream.

Then the guy standing on top of roof of the stadium caught some clothesline rope around his neck and floated up into the air and even into our glassed in area that’s when I could see he was dead. I felt sad that the poor guy was dead now.



He floated around the back of our seats but when he came around my left hanging in the air, his face was bloody. It wasn’t that his face had blood on it but it was a lot of caked on blood in a gooey mass of blood partially dried, like he had fallen and his brains and blood pooled and dried on his face. I have seen worse I’ve seen actual autopsies (and actually think they are amazing) but here was this guy who had his whole life ahead of him and now its so sad and discussing.



My lucidity kicked in and I was outraged at being so upset in the dream.
I realized I was already upset and thought how I could turn back or erase the past.

“See that right here?!” making a circle with my fingers over the whole upsetting scene. “Get rid of that!”


“No.” I heard in an evil villain voice.


Despite the disembodied voice, the defaced suicidal dead man was gone replaced by a burn spot like when old films burned to a blackness of a burn spot.



“Then where should it go?”


A man looking like the Anonymous logo
but with an all white featureless face appeared in the air about 15 feet away over the burn spot in the dream that I had created.


“Back into the body” He said.

I needed to protect my body from whatever this negativity was!


All of a sudden the man turned into a cloud like in The Green Lantern (TGL) of yellow and smoke and thrusted out attacking me!



SWOOSH!


It happened so unexpectedly fast I instinctively formed a shield up again like in TGL! I saw it so clearly, the transparent shield and I could feel through my mind the force of the fear on the other side trying to break through. The fear was a thing and it was trying to make me fear it and it was working. All my fears kicked into over drive, can I defend against this thing, how long could I hold out? I could actually feel its distance from me!



SWOOSH!

It attacked again part thought part terror. I summoned light sabers but it only defended and did not do anything to it. I felt myself being pushed back in a panic but I resisted by keeping my mind busy on the battle.



I realized I was no longer in the dream state but was still being attacked by whatever this is! What is going on here? How long could this go on?


SWOOSH!


The cloud of yellow fear thrust at me yet again and I rebuffed it with a huge fist but these attacks where coming at a million miles a second, I could barely think fast enough. I began to realize I needed an offensive move but it was all happening too fast to think about it!



SWOOSH!


I visualized a huge chain going around it but this did little and then



SWOOSH!


I saw it form a small chainsaw and I did the same, I rebuffed it again!

I was gaining confidence in this psychic battle.
I formed a belief that I could withstand this force for eternity if needed. I had learned, from the dream world long ago, beliefs where extremely powerful tools and how I could create them at will.


SWOOSH!


I saw it coming yet again and formed a psychic shield over all of me and it pounded against it once,



SWOOSH!


twice,



SWOOSH!


three times and I knew it would hold. Now I could open my eyes up safely having essentially won. I was sweating and a little shaken but very glad I won that hellashish attack!


My room was still dark, time 3:15. I went to bed at 1:45, “so much for REM sleep.”


I could still feel the fear though and a shiver when up my spine all alone in my dark room. I had the impulse to jump up and turn on the lights but “no I must defeat this here too!” I was no longer afraid, I needed to embraced it! I pictured the poor horrible bloody face and not fight the fear but not believe in it either. I examined what was so scary about this, more like a sad horror really. Gradually it was less and less scary and the room felt more and more like the air cooled safe household that it really was.



I rolled over and went back to sleep. If there was something evil out there, or in my dreams, I knew how to defeat it and if it needed a rematch I would have been happy to oblige, I knew its deadly weakness and was no longer afraid.



Dream 2


Type: Regular Dream. Repeat with new many elements.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I am new to moving in an apartment complex in a bad Hispanic neighborhood. There are a couple of tough looking dudes standing next to my new place’s door and they don’t want to move out of the way. I get up close to them and they look at me threatening and I say “excuse me” they move a bit and I unlock the door and walk in. On the floor I find some bullets in an old black sock from the last guy that must have lived here, I make a note to get as gun. I go back outside and see some kid pushing around another kid then run off. I think about how not to have that happen to me and a teen shows me a handful of salt balls in his hand, I could tell from his thoughts that he would crush them throw them in an attackers eyes.


I am standing next to a bus stop sign and I realize I have no way of getting around, I can’t recall having a car and don’t have any money even for the bus! I go back inside to look for lost pocket change.


Inside the dream changes time and I have been there for months now and my friends (all Hispanic guys I have never seen before IWL). The big guy comes in and puts some mail on my table and goes back out to the hall and brings in a large high tech rifle and gives it to me. Everyone oo’s and ah’s over it and I look at it for a second and then put it in my closet for safe keeping. The place of mine is a huge mess and I am afraid if I put the rifle on something it will fall off in all the clutter and break the scope on it or something. I then go out the door with all my friends.

a
6-20-2011

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Another marathon dream. No I have never run a marathon or even jogged. Not sure what the subconscious is trying to say yet.

I was outside on a road with car speeding by, the road was just were it was going to start being a bridge of a good size going over a wide turbulent river. There were a group of people hanging around looking cold in the winter wind. I wasn't cold at all but was wondering why these people were standing around if it was so cold.

A woman about 43 years old looking like the typical housewife, white, brown hair above the shoulder, overly caffeinated. Then out of the blue she yelled,
"HI EVERYONE! I'm glad your all here! OK lets get our marathon on!"

I knew I could run across a medium length bridge it might take me 10 or 15 minutes, no big deal.

Then the pack of people I was in started running up stares up on to the arch of the bridge that the cables hang off of! There was a platform we all gathered on before we ran across the arch single file. We ran to one side and came back but I was not hardly lucid at all and is quite fuzzy but when I came back I longed for the platform so much I started to get some of my lucidity back.

I lunged for the handrail on the platform, it was so high up are these people crazy!? And there was no safety harness! I saw some old timer running and he looked unconcerned so I let the concern go.

We then were back at a work room where we were making some kind of arts and decorations for our parade. I gethered some arts stuff randomly and stood there, with a small pile of arts and craft stuff, thinking how I had absolutely no idea what I was doing.

I woke and grumbled "marathon dream."
What are you trying to tell me subconscious?


Why calmly climb a bridge when you can run haphazardly over it?

a
6-18-2011


Type: Unknown
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was laying in bed. I had just had a dream of being at a carnival and walking in front of a group of guys and one of them gave off this offensive/mean feeling towards me when I walked by.
It was all black now but I willed the dream back.

Only the images came back and they were black and white only, but in like a kind of negative color scheme. I wasn't sure if this was a working/running dream or if it was somehow frozen because there was no sound and I didn't see anything else moving.

I was where I was when the dream collapsed so I walked back to the group of guys again. As I walked I became in third person view but my physical feelings were 1st person. I watched myself from a lower right hand side. There the guys sat, I targeted the offensive guy with my mind and I threw him with my telekinesis toward the horizon. I could see him falling end over end, flailing his arms and legs trying to get control of himself while hurtling through the air. I calmly watched as he flew quite a distance before falling out of sight. I was amazed how I had no effort in throwing a 190 pound guy about 200 yards away, all I had to do was focus, believe, and move my hand a little.

There were still 3 guys there and I tried to think of experimenting with another power but oddly I couldn't think of any, not one! I tried still harder to think of them, I knew they were there but couldn't access them! Then the dream started to fragment, I couldn't concentrate on both with all this intensity and then dream collapsed leaving me in the darkness. Instantly my memory of my powers came back shortly followed by a feeling of "too late now"

a
6-16-11


Key:
My words in blue
Other peoples in green


I had another dream mentioning a country, Russia.

Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Gonna start using this, I think I got it from Puffin, great idea.

I was working for a charity at a carnival and we were selling carnival food (popcorn, cotton candy, etc) for our charity which was some kind of help for little children who are sick. I was the one out in the crowd trying to convince people to donate. A couple came up to me the woman was in a white fuax fur coat and she had platinum hair. She said "Hello" in a thick Russian accent and the man behind her said also in a thick Russian accent, something like "I have a check for you." I looked at it and could clearly make out the numbers 15,000 and then saw the bank stamp mark on it which lets you know the moneys in the bank, I was happy to get such a good donation.

I yelled back at our helpers and a few of the customers getting stuff at our stand, "Hey everybody I got a check for fifteen thousand dollars!"
They all cheered!

(So much for not being able to read small numbers in a dream, that could have given me a clue.)



6-17-11
Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was walking around an outdoor market and saw an old man running, I felt he was running in a marathon. I knew I could beat him and started running too right through the market! I blew past gramps and still had no tiredness at all, it was like I wasn't even running! I thought, with no tiredness, I have real potential in this sport! I came to a rest stop station which was a tall food cart with all kinds of water bottles and stuff for the runners it was on a corner of stalls in this outdoor market. The guy watching over the cart and working for the race promoters, gave me a water bottle.

"Thanks" I said and took a sip.

He nodded his head and thought that was all I should get.
I asked 'why' in my thoughts and his thoughts told me 'You need to sign the clip board.'

I took the clipboard and looked at it and asked in my thoughts what this did?

"You sign for the items you want to see at the next rest station."

I was not sure what this was all about so I just signed my name and started running. Just then the old dude walked up seemingly not in any rush at all.

I ran till I was near a pond and saw another food cart. The guy minding the cart handed me the bottle of water and a white towel. His thoughts indicated that I had signed for these things at the last station, I played along but found I was not tired at all nor thirsty! I dabbed my head with the towel a bit and put the stuff back on the rack.

Then I walked over to look into the pond which had a lot of dead brown vegetation in it sticking way up out of the water and koi were in the water swimming around. It was like a lake in a desert.

"I'm not interested in this race, maybe I'll finish running it some other time."

Woke up for the day.

(that was an odd marathon but still the organizing of the things you got are actually better than anything I have ever seen in waking life!)

June 15 2011

I was just jumping around the dream thinking an item could make me the emperor of France. The item was a paper crown from McDonald's, then a piece of a chandelier, then a knife thrown near me.

Yes a guy threw a knife at me but at this point in my dreaming life, even nonlucid, I know I have all these abilities and I am totally fearless. Actually I ran at the knife to get as close to possible to where it would land so I could get to it quickly being the item that would make me emperor and all.

But this is the 3rd dream in as many nights where I thought something where another country was the main theme. Not sure what all this means, I have no trips planned nor do I want to take one. Hmmm.

a
June 12, 2011

My dreams can be pretty trippy but this one is especially out there.

Key:
My words in blue
{telepathy in these brackets}

There was a lot of chaotic dream elements and I was learning how to accept and incorporate my lucidity into such crazy dream scenarios. I let go of any preconceived notions of what things should be and sort of plugged my consciousness into the dream with no judgments. Places came and went DC's did the same or entirely changed, it was a lot of fun.

Then there was a vacant lot with puddles and junk in it. Then I am hopping over the fence then the puddles and junk. At the end of the yard there is a 2 story building that is covered in tan stucco. I walk to the building and there was in the middle of the cement patio a "wall of perception change" which looks like when extreme heat ripples the air but if you walk through it the scenery and time will change drastically, of course I had to walk through it. I have seen these rarely and they are always associated with high lucidity and intellectual heady events.

On the other side of the wall is a room in ancient home made out of mud brick. My lucidity increases, I can feel myself becoming more lucid to take all this in. Everyone standing around is dressed like ancient Aztecs! I ask myself {what is this place} and get two answers back. Again this is not the first time I have had this happen. In all instances I got back a telepathic answer and an auditory answer. This time the telepathic answer was "Azteca" but I heard the word "Uzbekistan". Unfortunately this time I disregarded the telepathic and kept the spoken word but at least there were no repercussions because of this.

The people were all smaller than me, very thin (bony really), and some of the men had spears, clubs, feathers, and ornamental war clothing on, I could tell there was something special going on. That's when I realized the 3 dead people in tied into hammock-like baskets and they were all wrapped in brightly colored blankets head to toe. I could feel everyone was on their best behavior and I wished I could help. They head warrior(?) there motioned for me to go to the dead so I did. A woman held before me rose like flowers on a platter and I picked a flower off and with a string attached 2 of them to each persons hammock/basket just above their heads.

"I hope I did that right"

Then I saw as if it was another room, in that room, and the dead were standing their spiritually with other ancestors standing chatting about things at their sides.

I looked at them and asked, "Did I do that {right}?"

Even though I asked it partially in telepathy one of them looked at me smiled and nodded in approval. I was very relieved.

Then the room went back to the wake(?). I saw behind each one of the dead was a sort of trellis made of two long tree saplings and tree vines woven in between the long sticks, in which each person's personal items that showed what they had accomplished in life, were hung with string. I realized everyone here knew these people and I started to feel out of place and then woke up.


Scrolling through tons of pictures this is almost exactly what I saw. No big head or body adornments and this guy looks like he could be one of them and who knows maybe he is.

a

May 25 2011

Key:

My words

My thoughts

Someone else's words

{information from telepathy, not spoken} {}

[Comments now] []
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There is a house that I can see through this gray fog…oh that’s my old house. Hmm, I feel like I could visit myself there.

The fog clears and I am in the road.

Wow looks like the old neighborhood but like it’s different, or a different place that has the same feel. Must a different dimension where my old neighborhood was laid out a little differently and a different me lives here.

I go up to a sign that feels like mine. It is one of those signs people can tow behind their cars and some times they park them some place. Instead of the letter slots it had a large plexiglass sign which could have other smaller signs attatched to it.

http://www.affordable-portable-signs...0SIGNS%201.jpg

It has tons of words on it and all of them extreme and religious with lots of “the Lord, REPENT NOW, GOD", and of course "THE END IS NEAR” all in yellow bold letters on a black background.

Ug, really? My other self is a religious fanatic? I feel sad.

I can still explore a bit.

There are a lot of houses around that look ones I knew but from a past dream.

The dreams fades.
....

I see some colors. The colors are becoming a sofa, and oh, there are two hot ladies on it that looked like their hair was from the 1960’s. I am kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa admiring the beauties, they are giggling and feeling nervous but adventurous. The one on the right takes off her top! The also brunette, and looking a lot like the one on the right, also takes off her top.

Your not pretty unless your topless.

Another brunette to the right sits down on the arm rest and giggles. I see up one of their dresses at their panties.

Ok time to take control of this dream and have some fun!

Dream fades to dark.

"Your not pretty unless your topless"? That doesn't sound like me, that's a sad thing to say.


I see something red. Oh, I see, it’s a blanket from my childhood home that was usually on my moms bed. This is my mom's room from my childhood. Wow this room is a mess! I never remember her keeping it this messy, she was a bit of a clean freak! I don’t feel her presence, maybe she’s on vacation. There must be something I need to do around the house but I can’t think of anything.

What was that movement? Oh it’s a cat…and another 2 cats. And a cat ran out from under the bed! I don’t recognize any of these cats and they all feel different than any cats I have known. Maybe I should feed them.

I walk to the kitchen.

Dream fades to black in mid strides.


I see a brick cinder block wall painted gray. There are lockers next to it. A girl (white 20 something shoulder length black hair) comes up to me and asks me something, I’m not sure what she just said, I am not fully integrated into this dream yet.

Umm, I’m not sure. (that should cover it)

She is giving me a quizzical look.

A guy (white late 20’s, dressed a little formal for school in a dress shirt and dress slacks): Hey whats up?

He seems worried.

Guy: What are you doing here?

?

He walks over to a bulletin board and looks at a paper on it listing something.
{he is looking at a class schedule.}

Guy: You are late for class! {by about 45 minutes! And this is the first day!!}

??

Guy: walks off shaking his head in disbelief.

The girl is still there watching this whole thing.

Wow 45 minutes. First days were sometimes the most important. I could miss it if the was an undergraduate class but this is a law school class. I can’t even go now! I haven’t done any reading at all, I am so toast now!! Well I can’t worry about it now, at least I can do whatever till that class is over.

Why is she staring at me like that?

I wake up.


[A black haired girl acting strange? I have to wonder if this anyone like the short haired girl I see so often in my dreams. She sure is close to it. And I do not have a "thing" for brunettes.]

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May 18 2011

I am watching some scientist put some scientific stuff together.
Scientist: "Its a fusion reactor and if it doesn't work right could vaporize the whole city!"
He needs something, I run outside of the lab and run to get it not even knowing or caring what it was!
There is a field and its entrance by a road with a big tree at the entrance, it looks very nice but I keep running.
There are buildings in front of me but I run behind them between the long fence they had.
Some poeople got in my face to tell me to "get out of here" whatever, I think they are zombies and push them out of the way.
"Wow these zombies sure fall easily."
I go in a door and there is a receptionist area there. I run up grab something from the desk, the people are in the middle of a conversation and stop to see me dash in and take something and dash out.
I run back towards the lab.
Pushing down a couple of guys and an old lady.
"Strange zombies don't even seem to be interested in me but at least they fall easily."
Past the field again.
"This is boring, no more running."
"Wait, whats that up in the sky?"
Hundreds of little blocks of white, blue, and red are making up an animated moving picture in the sky using the blue sky as a background. It took up a large section of the sky and was a little animation of a jet liner taking off, flying around the blocky animated clouds and then coming back to the viewer.
"Guess its an ad for the airport."

[I saw nothing unusual about the sky show as I have seen about a dozen in my dreams but none recently. Since I was a little kid every once in a while a realistic area would have a "sky show". They seemed very real. They had sound to them but I was usually not close enough to the show to here it. For instance, one sky movie where I was pretty close too, and could hear the sound track off in the distance, had a short animation about how to brush one's teeth correctly. They were usually at night and were short movies, 10 or 15 minutes, with helpful messages ever five minutes or so.
They were so frequent I was able to even track down the projectors. After having this as a goal fore weeks I closed in on one "show center" surrounded by a chain-link fence. I climbed it and I saw the projectors, about 200 metal cylinders facing skywards, about a yard (meter) high with metal parts and plates in them. They shot some kind of energized beam up into the sky and when the beams crossed they gave off light, different beams gave off different colors.
If anyone has seen these let me know.]