memorable

a
Feb 13, 2011
Nonlucid
Dream1: Egyptian Honey

Some other dream stuff happened but I was in a parking lot next to a large field. There were random people around doing stuff. A girl in a white shirt and white sorts runs to get a tennis ball that has gone over the short fence. She runs to the fence and bends over it. This is a little sexy so I watch to see how this develops. She bends way over now obviously teasing someone, I am pretty far away. Then I see that I can see somewhat through her shorts, just a blackish area under her shorts where white underwear should be. I wonder if I should be watching so obviously but I did’t care.

Then she runs to some friends and I sit with them too. There is an older woman about 30 with about 4 tweens sitting around like she is talking about something. She is talking about Egyptian honey and is showing everyone the jar of it. I realize she has no shorts on and her privates are showing! Again I wonder if I should stare but this time the girl across the way sees me and gives me a glare so I listen to this story. The lady says about the honey it is “so dry one taste and you’ll have to drink water nonstop!” In reference to how drying this honey is I said, “They used this to dry out mummies.” They all looked at me like “who said you could contribute stupid comments?” Feeling this I doubted my comments and said, “oh I think they used salt.” They all looked at me like that was just as unlikely and were going to ignore me now.

Upon awakening I realized I was right though. The Egyptian did use honey in some of their embalming but primarily used salt.


Dream 2: Star Trek

Nonlucid I had enough lucidity to realize this was a dream but not enough to control anything.

I find myself I a room with a group of people that see themselves as all dear friends and there was just some kind of toast to this friendship and the journey. I then decided this was all nice but I should leave. I walked out to the big wooden double doors. As I started to push a door open another guy in a strange Star Trek like clothing was also doing the same and said, “Excuse me” with a big friendly smile. He reminded me of Riker from Star Trek but it wasn’t him. I thought maybe they were all there after a long space mission and this was their welcome back celebration. I thought of how great it would be to have memories of such a great thing. Once I wished to have these memories pictures and emotions of me with various people on a Star Trek type bridge and in hallways. It was all very intense and shocking, I staggered as if sick or hit with a gunshot. The emotions were happy, friendly, and had a touch of reminiscence to them. I was overcome by these emotions and started to cry profusely, it was the sheer power and number of emotions. Crying my eyes out I had to sit down and sat at one of the finely decorated tables. Some guy in a tux or something came over to see if I was OK I said “sure I’ll be OK.” Then I took a moment to think about what just happened and if I wanted to “remember” any more.
I drifted off into a grayish darkness and shortly woke up.

a
Feb 8 2011
I was in a Lowes like store shopping mindlessly. It was a sad day as it was increasingly nearing the end of the world as we knew it. An old lady coughed a few times, she was sick like all the rest of us, we will all die from this disease one day. Then I had to cough too. I coughed twice, I felt something in my throat coming up into my mouth, and it was a wad of shredded paper, the classic symptom of this fatal disease. Then I coughed up a second wad of shredded paper and it felt good to get that paper out of my mouth as it was dry paper and scrapped my teeth and roof of my mouth with a dry papery feeling.

I am thinking this is an allegory told by my subconscious. I think it is saying this is the end of the world and times of the paper-world and it is. This is the computer age and the times where we where just about choking on paper is coming to a slow but inevitable end.

a
Wednesday Feb 9 2011
I find myself in a stage like place with red stage curtains. I looked around and notice the feelings of the place, it’s a strip club and everyone is getting the place ready for the coming night's business. They quickly leave at the end of the night, sleep, and clean up later in the day when it starts all over again. I knew I didn't work there and was partially lucid and just decided to try to fit in so I started looking for things to do. I saw a lot of sweeping, washing tables, and even one of the girls holding a plastic box where she kept her dollar bills, a few dollars and her pocket change was in there at this early hour. The place had only one traditional stage, not the polls and stages.
I remember enjoying the very different psychic energies of some of the people in this place and just standing there soaking it in and thinking “I’m not usually around people like this, this is good stuff.” Their energy felt rough and edgy and iconoclastic. I tooled around some more, not really doing anything, surreptitiously soaking up the extra energy in the room like psychic sponge. No one noticed anything strange in me and when I felt I had enough (enough being their energy was starting to make me become like them a little) I decided to get out of there.

a
I have plenty of unimportant dreams then...

I wake up an hour before I need to and have some resolve to change dreams up a bit.
I am visiting a former work place to tell them about how great my new career path is. Before I see anyone I see Scott my old manager and work buddy. He looks at me harshly and I see that he has died his head and face hair blond! He looks so strange now! He glares at me while working his crummy job and I walk off to think about why this is not how I planned it. I was supposed to come back and tell them how great my life was and they were supposed to gush with happiness! Now I saw this blond Scott again and he gave me a very angry look as if to tell me I was not wanted here.
This seems like a warning dream. Strangely I did think going back I would be greeted by gushing happiness but now after this dream I can see no way! That job sucked on an epic level, so much you tend to hate life and even happiness. There is no way that they would be truly happy to see me. I have worked there and been the one working in hell and watching others comer back and prance around in happiness and I felt like strangling them. How could I have been so consciously blind? Thanks dreams for putting me on the straight path. BTW the job from hell was WalMart.

a
Previous to this where various other unimportant dreams.

Nonlucid
I was seated at a table, a man was on the other side and I the other. I was being asked by him selling some kind of insurance what kinds I wanted. This scenario reminded me of something just like it [I did have this same "kind of" dream the other night but the guy was hiring me for something]. Then he said, "well with this you could have double indemnity and life insurance too." I thought that life insurance isn't health insurance and who is this guy anyways. This realization caused me to pull out of the dream and woke me up. I didn't move at all and pictured the same thing happening but this time I was going to find out what was behind the veil that covers us from the knowledge of dreaming.
Soon I was back at the table and he was still rattling off insurance terms and questions. When he took a breath I asked him "where were you before you came here?" He looked like he was thinking but couldn't remember and he was a bit disturb by this. "How did you get here?" He turned his head thinking on this new puzzle yet still not knowing. "Where did you park your car?" He sat back in the chair a little worried and dumbfounded that he couldn't remember such simple questions.
These are the sorts of RC questions that I should have been asking myself to see if I was in a dream.

a
Yesterday I was having a dream about some guy interviewing me for a job I didn't want and was not qualified for.
Anyway...
I slipped into a passive observer mode (POM). I have never been able to do anything to mess with a dream in POM. Soon some guy crawled on his hands and knees over to another guy looking at his crotch. I was NOT going to watch this! It is time to end this dream but I was in the POM. Then I started to debate whether I should be aware that this is a dream! This lasted for a few seconds then I thought about the paradox about asking myself in a dream, if I should be aware if this WAS a dream! I woke up thinking WTH was that???

Now I am fully convinced the pressure and trickery to not be aware is in our minds, or at least mine, and thats where the work needs to be done. It's not biological or "natural", it seems like it is some kind of learned dream psychosis. The only other place in our lives where this kind of self imposed amnesia or self deception is used is when there is something too traumatic for us to consciously confront. Even this trama would have to be healed and the "sufferer" ultimately has to confront what they are hiding. Well at least I know who the man behind the curtain is now, it me.

aaaNega Caden aaVs. aaCaden aaaaSolo Round!!!

a
Date: January 31, 2011

Only one dream as I didn’t go to bed soon enough.
Nonlucid

I am in the living room of my childhood home [again! My childhood home!] and I look out the front living room window. [I have many dreams logged on paper about seeing big and even futuristic things out of the front windows or door of this house.] I see a cloudy bluish sky at dusk [the homes that would really be there are gone.] Then I see lights flying through the sky behind the clouds in the upper sky. [Again many UFO dreams from this place as well.] The lights move fast and shoot up over the sky in an arch, I take this to mean they are nuclear rockets. I am sure there will be a huge nuclear blast nearby soon and run with my dog under the closest thing I can get under which is a blanket. I think about how long it will take and how freighting it will be before we die.

Then there was a dark interlude that lead to a picture story with an understanding on what the story is. It was a story of how the universe was trying out different leaders and that it had found one that would not start a nuclear war because he was “the only one that would not consider using them”, and thus he was the leader in this working version of the world [there were 3 before him]. The other versions did not work because of the global annihilation.

a
Dream 1 : Needy Old Lady
Not waking lucid but dream lucid, I could remember past dreaming experiences and fully knew it was a dream.

I was on the road behind my childhood home just walking along. I was not lucid but I knew this was a dream. I say some other people ever now and again. Towards the end of the road there was a young guy who looked something like a young Bob Saget, tall, lanky, very skinny, black hair combed over, he was flanked by an old woman who seemed to be annoying to him. She kept talking at him as if she wanted him to say something or understand her motives. I walked besides them. Then she saw a sitting area on the corner of the block where about 20 people were sitting in a circle waiting for something. I had seen this here before in the dream world, it was like an outdoor deck but this was round, on the corner of the homes property near the street and had seating benches in that circle for 2 levels of seats, with a railing around its perimeter. Strange but not too much, still I am not sure exactly the meaning of it or what it is supposed to do. People always sit in it like they are expecting something to happen. The annoying old lady saw it and abruptly broke away from her “victim” almost bumping into me. I stopped short and she turned to me and said “excuse me.”
I saw her sit down up there and exhale like she was finally resting after much stress. “I am finished with life!” she said leaving me to believe that she was between lives instead of being a dreamer. “Freeing isn’t it?” I said, “Yes” she replied with a smile. I walked on up the bigger road to see what else was around. After a few seconds I felt her presence behind me, and to my left, and when I looked she was in the appearance of a Halloween rubber skeleton! I’ve seen stranger appearances but I had to roll my eyes at this one, this was a little weird. The old lady was blathering on about some inane trivial nonsense obviously trying to have my attention. I didn’t give it to her and just kept walking and looking ahead.
She started to feel my legs like they were unnatural to her and my back and stomach a bit (These were all her height as a little skeleton woman). “Oh you’re so real!” she said as if expecting something unreal. “I am real” I said with conviction.
Then the way she was talking changed a bit and when I looked back she was now a little pig woman, with the body of a pig but the face of a woman but with the snub nose. This had to be something she had perfected in her own time, it takes a bit of thinking and manipulations of feelings to get something like this to work. She was saying something about needing help so I picked her up. She sat up in my hand saying something, then I thought that her butt in on my palm, and though this is a dream, it is still disgusting. I shifted her to both hands in front of me so I could toss her out in front of me giving her a bit of a head start. I got a feel of her though and she didn’t feel like a pig instead she had an icky type of old-lady-skin where it is very thin and slips a lot right under the skin, almost how chicken skins slide around on the wet meat after being cooked. This creeped me out so I put her down almost tripping over her. The scenery turned into a home like setting, a long home where we could walk around it like one of those homes that are museums. She was still chattering away as we walked by people to each side of us who looked to be dressed in clothes from the 1700’s. She started to ask why I wasn’t attracted to her. Exasperated I said “I can’t have a relationship with a pig.” She protested a bit with some squealing.
Then she changed into a cow-lady! Now she had a fake cow body like if you were wearing a cow costume, but only knee high to me, and her face was her full woman face with white cow coloring. So she was a tiny fake cow woman. I turned and looked at her and said “Udderly ridiculous” Then I motioned like “get it?”, she was not amused, I walked on. Then she talked about some things she had done to help people as if I would like her for these things she’s done, but by now I was beyond pretenses and was on to have as much fun out of this as I could, so in mock adoration I said, “That’s moo-tastic.” She just stood there exasperated as I walked off and hoped she would not follow. I watched a woman ironing with a hot flat iron in her 1700’s era kitchen as I walked away.

Dream 2: Airport
Still dream-lucid

I was in an airport parking lot and while looking for something interesting to see came to a 18 wheeler being loaded by 3 young adults. I gave it a look and walked in. They paid me no attention. I came to the back of the truck where boxes were piled high, bored and a bit angry at this place, I laid down on the trucks floor. If they thought I worked there maybe someone would get angry and give the place some life! A young woman who held herself like she was in some kind of charge of this work asked the guy in there looking at his clipboard about me “Is this guy working?” “Yea he’s working” the guy said surprising me a bit but I decided to play along for a bit. I got up and followed her to the pile of boxes in the middle of the trucks trailer that had to be sorted “They have to have the info down” she said refereeing to the mailing address info on the boxes. She turned to go back into the truck more and tell me something but I realized this was my chance to freak her out, I could wake up, pulling myself out of the dream area with no apparent way to have left. I willed my real eyes open and could still see her portly self in her red hoody as an after image.

a
Very productive night and a full LD.
As I have been doing lately, I went to bed reading my old DJs. While reading I discovered a bunch of people in a dream from 1995 that are the same as the group of dream friends I have now! I do not know these people outside the dream world and in fact the last siting was at the enclosure with the short haired girl. I had forgotten this old dream and will be looking for more through the thousands of pages of DJ scribblings.

Dream 1 : Childhood Home
Lucid 100%

I was in my old childhood home's sun-room on a sunny day and the sun was pouring in all golden and radiant. I was amazed at how lucid and clear minded I was. I stepped up to one of the many windows and drew back the yellow lace curtains and was amazed to see this place was my old childhood home! I realized what was happening right away and nudged with my elbow into the person besides me that I thought was my mother (I never looked) "This is a dream! This is not now ours, the Zennusies own it." remarking on the ownership of the house. Then I see the old metal shed in the corner of the yard is gone and there are drag marks across the lawn like someone dragged it out to the garbage in the front yard. To my mom I say "so the shed is gone?" I thought she had moved it. She said nothing and I felt she was confused. I had no time to lose vainly trying to convince dreamers that this is a dream, I had to enjoy! I looked out at the yard and it looked more crappy than I had recalled but yes now I remember it really was this bad. Imagine a grass lawn that had never seen weedkiller or fertilizer in 30 years. "I can see individual blades of grass!" The blade stuck out from its background of dirt, one of many dirt patches. The vividness was every bit on pare with physical reality! I ran to the back door to this sun-room. It was always made fun of for having this crappy door with too many locks but this time I imagined many locks and there they were and I chuckled as I unlocked them all to get out, "click, click, click, click".
I ran out into the yard and remembered someone saying on DV that they ate grass to increase lucidity, this thought discussed me for a slight millisecond till I realized this is not physical grass it's harmless. I found the blade I was looking at from the window, or close enough, and pulled at it but it was tough to pull up! I gave it the thought to pull out and "pop" it pulled out. I chewed on it and it had some grit like dirt on it and oddly didn't taste like grass but something like weak black licorice! I was in heaven (figuratively!)! Walked to where the shed would have been in the corner of the yard with my eyes closed to feel the dream's senses. I recalled Hyu doing this on Terraluna and gaining lucidity. I concentrated on my breathing in and the taste of the licorice grass and even a slight breeze on my face, I could feel everything; hands, feet in shoes, everything! I was near the shed now, seeing with my mind not my vision, but thought I should not see the shed there or else it may interfere with the particular version of the dream I was in and that may lead to loss of stability. So I turned away from the shed's place and walked out of the yard around the garage. "This is crappier than I remember too" I thought. In the road I looked back at all the houses just as they used to be in my youth. The house right next-door was a perpetual dump and here it was right in front of me in all its pathetic glory, I was excited and yelled in my amazement "That's the crap house! Ha!" I looked at the other houses they were all the same, what a great copy of everything!
Time was a wasting, I needed to think of something to do, in a LD, fast! I couldn't think of anything, the physical world seemed too strange and too far off, like an imaginary place you are sure exists but can only barely picture. Then something came to me and although I knew it wasn't what I really wanted, I didn't want to waste time being bored lest I lose dream control. "Give me a portal to another dimension." Nothing happened. I had to direct it. I looked down at the road and flicked my hand down at it saying the same thing and a tiny portal appeared. It looked like a black and blue portal about the size of the palm of a hand! Kind of small but this is a dream, it'll do. I continued what I was saying for clarification about the dimension "one that I'll understand." I didn't want to see weird stuff I couldn't even benefit from or stuff so strange I lose dream control.
I walked over to the little portal and it sucked me in and around in circles. I saw a lot of black and blue swirls. Then I saw a motorcycle just floating in the mix of it all! I was thinking "WTH? Why's that here?"

Then all of a sudden I am in a doorway to a girls room (the walls are pinkish and the white dresser with mirror is in front of the girls) and the girls in there are hurriedly putting on makeup in the mirror like its a race. I notice one of them but I can't imagine how this scene can have her in it and ever be! The girls then all run out of the room in their race but don't seem to notice me to any degree, I'm sure I am invisible, I remember the feeling from other LDs. I get a good look and yes it is Svetlana! She is Russian, born and raised, how is she in this crazy American home with all these kids? In shock I just call her name "Svetlana??" as if to say "is THAT you?" She stopped in her tacks and turned around! but she didn't look at me at all and instead picked up one of 2 hair clips on the floor. (The ugly green carpet btw was pretty dirty.) She then ran off to catch up to her friends. I figured she had heard me but couldn't recognize me. On one level people can hear you but still ignore you in this state, they are having their dreams too and I am not supposed to be in it. I followed her into the living room. She ran left but I stood to the right at the doorway hiding behind the wall so no one that can't see me bumps into me. There are about 4 other people watching TV (1 adult, 3 kids in sweat pants and shirts and white socks) There is a kitchen to my left with warm moist air coming out like there is a big dinner being made in there and I could feel people in there. So there were maybe 9 people in the house. A chubby little boy about 9 years old ran by and I got a good look but never seen him before.
The dream quickly collapsed and I was comfortably thrust back into my sleeping body and darkness. I instinctively knew what time it was and it was earlier than I needed to be up but I could write this out now.

This was a valuable dream so I wrote it down (4 pages) in the dark for 3 pages.

Post script: If this really was a parallel world I was in, then all I could think was that maybe Svetlana was adopted by an American family and this was her life. I'm not sure why I latched onto her, she was a marginal character in my life and only know her a bit and then only for a month.
The length of this recounting refers to the LDs detail not the actual length which was at most 5 minutes!

1-23-11

Dream1: France
Nonlucid
I was on vacation in France and waiting with fellow travelers for the tour guide or someone to come get us because the trip was over.
I was seated on the cobblestone between 2 walls like this. I was sad because the trip was over. I looked around waiting I looked at people walking by and the giant concrete eagle on the wall above me. On closer inspection it was a giant pigeon. [This alone should have told me this was a dream]. Then I looked at some people and checked out the pigeon again. "Hmmm I could have sworn the thing was looking left...." I looked away then back and it was looking in different directions! Then I saw the giant pigeon head move like the stone was alive! I was relieved that I was not crazy, whew! [WTF? And I am a little disturbed to think that this is just what a crazy person would think! "no need to worry, the stone pigeon is alive!" Still no LD, amazing...] I looked around at what a nice day it was but I was getting board.
Then I was in an apartment. I looked up to see a window and it was night. I looked around to see that there was a woman there (white, black hair, mid 20's) this was a living room and I could hear rain. I looked outside and saw it was very dark outside and the rain was pouring down onto the cobblestone ground outside. "I was in Paris twice before and it was raining then too" I said. [I have been to Paris twice but the weather was perfect.] I looked to the girl and she looked back like "so?" I walked off to see what else I could find while marveling at how real everything was.
Then I was in a store a lot like Harrods. I strolled around and just when I thought everything was too boring someone said there was an alarm. I was thinking if I should leave or not when a woman came up to me and said in a heavy french accent "you should really go you know, its dangerous." Then she looked off into the store and from her I heard the word "bomb" even though she did not speak it. I looked outside for the massive bomb/anti terror squad there was sure to be but there was only one police car with its lights on and he looked like he was talking to a woman on a bicycle. "Hmmm, doesn't look like much of anything" I thought.

Dream 2: Midflight
nonlucid

I was driving on a road. Then I saw a line of people in a left turn lane, but they were people, no cars just people standing there waiting for the light to turn. This was interesting so I pulled in behind them and then I realized I didn't have a car but I was walking. The light turned green and everyone turned into a parking lot and walked into a bland white building's back door. I walked in a little after them. I felt like I was trespassing but I walked around only to see that it was a factory plant. I walked out the same door and saw a little old lady startled and then she walked off. "Oh this is really going to be boring." So I decided to fly but I was going to try the superman style take off I have been reading about. It worked! Then I realized that I still I had no idea what I wanted to do up here! Then then visionary shapes started to break apart into random lines and then darkness. I was awake, damn and had just taken off too!

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1-16-11

Sometimes before I actually fall asleep I can make out visual pictures in my mind. They are always dim vague still images almost like photographs taken of random things and on a black background (the closed eyes). Today though I had something strange happen.

I was seated on the chair in front of the TV with my feet up on the ottoman again but this time the TV was off and I decided to take a tiny nap or at least de-stress for a few minutes. After a few minutes I had my eyes closed and started to feel the lightheaded sensations that are common during this phase. A dim picture came together of the TV from my vantage point. I figured this is a sort of after image or at least a recent memory set to a visual image. It was also a square image which is unusual but not too terribly. Then something that has never happened before, there was a bright picture on the TV! I could see the clear whole colors! It was, as always, a still picture but I could clearly see a news person and the really bright TV background. As soon as I was startled by this the color picture vanished leaving the dim usual image behind. I tried to concentrate to recreate this but there was no way, I was too excited now, too awake.

This is the second strange dream-like occurrence in this seat. I am wondering if there is something to the fact that I was sitting up or that maybe it was an odd time for me to be asleep. Could seated sleeping positions increase lucidness or at least strangeness? This is something else to look into.

A

Not enough sleep tonight but a strange dream that felt like 2 dreams in one happening simultaneously.

On the top-level dream I was seeing the, exceptionally brightly lit, inside of a department store. The sales people were moving things around then I saw a group painting square pillars with all kinds of colorful designs. They were all happy and smiling.

Then there felt like an under-dream to this (there was no visual just feelings or knowledge of it going on) where beings (they didn’t feel alien but maybe people I could not see) where taking out parts of my nonphysical self (in the torso region) and adding parts but they all had to go together flawlessly, so that when I woke they would all function harmoniously. This reconstruction in me seemed to be so that I can be a better functioning person and be able to do more of the things I want to do in life.

The whole experience lasted less than 5 minutes.

a
1/11/11
Nonlucid
I was waking up in a hotel bed. I didn’t know where I was but I was still sleepy and maybe I just needed to wake up a bit. I noticed a woman was in the room with me but was not seen. I looked outside the wide balcony window and saw a large beach. The beach was unusually wide from the shore back to the hotel where I was. It was so wide I could not see the waves for the bump of the beach’s overall shape. I saw a tall tower on the beach that looked like a scaffold covered in black clothe. There was a horn blast from the area like an air horn. I focused on the area more and my vision zoomed to the area much closer. There was another horn blast and a silver fireworks stream shot up into the sky not too high. The firework did a circle in the sky and then fell to the ground, several fireworks circled or spiraled up into the air like this as I watched. I remember hoping no one was hit by the falling still sparkling fireworks but they always fell between people.

a
Journalizing has helped me make my dream world much more active and helped me get closer to a reoccurring short haired girl but with an unintended consequence, the power of intention. I have been thinking of the short haired girl a lot in order to pull her into me dreams more but this has also brought girls like her into my life. Usually I see maybe one short haired girl a month today I saw 4 and they were in my face too and that's not counting the blond with short hair that kept walking in front of me!


Dream 1: Telekinesis
Nonlucid
We were sitting at tables like those in a high school classroom and this guy, a table away, wanted me to pass a folded piece of paper to the girl between us. She was facing away from him. He held it up for me to reach way over and get but I realized this was not the waking world and focused to use my telekinesis (TK) and raised my hand to better focus my TK for the small movements that would be needed. Then he looked at me like “Well? Take it!” I used the TK to lift it out of his hand and into hers. He was shocked and his hand just stayed like he still had the paper note in it while he hung his mouth open in awe. The girl was like “what’s this?”

Dream 2: Remember this?
nonlucid
I was in my old job hating it.
Upon waking I realized that all the things in the dream I had forgotten while I am transitioning between careers. Now I remember all of the things that lead me to change careers in the first place! Thanks dream world!

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1/3/11

Nonlucid
This girl and I were riding bicycles through a building that was not completely built yet.
Next we were on the grassy ground laughing about it all. This is when I saw she was Penelope Cruz.
aaaaaaaaaaa
She rolled on the grass and I tossed a blanket end over to her. She gave a mock surprise and I said "it was the wind." She laughed and rolled herself up in the blanket till it was even over her face. I rolled her onto me and said "your on me supported be my body" but there was no answer and no thoughts coming from this pile of sheets. She was not in there and this was just a replicated pile of bed sheets.
I wanted to go somewhere new and then I was walking into an office with someone like Penelope Cruz. I stood in front of the desk and she walked behind the desk sat in the chair and put her feet up on the desk. The man and woman who just walked in too looked astounded at us and we couldn't be happier.
Woke up and committed it to memory.

1/4/11
Dream 1: The Enclosure.
Partly lucid

I was walking through a field and thought about hunting then I thought I saw a large flightless bird and said "I think I'll hunt quail. Ha yeah I'll hunt quail!" It seemed funny to me given how small and the birds are and can't even fly. When I came to a large earthen wall, like the kind made out of mud bricks with mud pasted over it. I hopped up on the wall and yelled mockingly "I will have a quail!"
Coming down off the way I saw it was some kind of enclosure and where I was at was the corner of the enclosure and the walls when far off into the distance. I saw a crack in the ground here which I didn't want to fall into. I went out into what looked like an African Savannah. There was a side of the enclosure that was for people where no animals were. I walked quite a bit looking at the grasses till I came upon a place that's like the diners they have at zoos so you can wash up and eat.
Standing outside the diner where some people I knew, they had been waiting. We said hello and talked a bit and I stuck close to the attractive short haired brunette. She was a little surprised by this. I showed her into the diner and she was surprised by this too. Then we sat at a small metallic table and I asked her how she was. She knew what I was going to ask and said "OK" before I even finished. I thought of something to say quickly, "So hows... your wor" "Great... yep." she said looking awkward. I didn't know what to say she kept cutting off my thoughts. We sat in silence for a minute. "Well don't let me keep you." I said abruptly. "oh Thanks" she said with a half smile and got up. "let me see you out."
Instantly I was back at the place I came into the enclosure. This time I remembered not only the first time I had been here before but there were other times I had been here. Excited, I ran out into the Savannah with the animals. I ran besides gazelles and saw giraffes and other animals off in the distance. I saw a lion and was afraid if I looked at him he may come over to me so I kept running and ran next long hill on the human side of the enclosure. After a bit I knew I was coming to the same diner area as before but this time I saw only 2 of my friends from before and the short haired girl was gone, and, this time I saw the 2 a little before the diner area too. "hey guys" I said, they waved a bit. They were saying something like "are you having fun" and I saw the short haired girl come out of the mist that was forming and she said "Well if its not the stud!" This was a bit of a surprise and I wasn't sure she was talking to or about me, I even thought it may mean my fly is open! I looked down at my fly area and saw I was squeezing an orange stress ball but that was it. I started feeling a little shy and silly about that as she said hello to the others.
The short haired girl and I walked off so she could leave and we could say good bye. We came to a train and we said some good byes but then there was a staircase going up that had a lot of people on it and I just had to see what this was all about. We walked up it into a big long line going into a warehouse looking building. The line wound around several staircases and a girl managing the line at the top said "everyone over here move over!" We moved over into the line nearer the door. I remembered this was a large paintball shooting fest going on inside from the last time I was here.
Woke wrote down key elements.

Dream 2: The Shape
nonlucid
Some friends and I were outside a dept store in the parking lot and 2 guys who had just participated in a competition came walking towards us. One was the winner and he held a blue wire cube on a black little board as he grinned. The other guy sadly through his thing on the ground. I picked it up and looked at it, it was called The Shape and was a fluid that could change into many different shapes just by thinking it and on its own. It was like it was a part of my hand I could feel it moving into links and then tiny ropes. We when into a grocery store and the Shape as I was looking at it in my hand climbed onto a light fixture and was making all kinds of funny shapes.
This is when I remembered this dream before. The last time The Shape went up into the lights and I became frightened that the shape was going to kill everyone and ran out of the store.
Remembered this and forgot this repeatedly throughout the day.