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[This is a catch-up entry. This dream is from the night of February 11-12, 2012.]

[I'm writing this down so long after the fact that I'm not 100% sure that I have the date right. It's within 1 day of the actual date, though. This is the only dream I remember having while on my first-ever cruise. I thought it was pretty cool, funny, and interesting.]

I'm at my old high school, with my mom. [I went to the high school where my mom was a teacher, by the way.] The fire alarm goes off, emitting a continuous stream of high-pitched tones. We try to turn it off ourselves, but we can't. We go to the school administrative office and ask the principal to turn it off, because it's driving us crazy. He tells us that he can't turn it off, either.

I wake up, and can still hear the high-pitched tones. I realize the following, in this order: That's not a fire alarm. That's the ventilation system whistling. Hey, that was a real sound that was occurring in the real world, and it came through into my dream! Awesome! Also, the speed and durations of the tones was exactly the same when I heard it in the dream as it is now, further demonstrating that time passes at the same rate in dreams as it does in reality.

So.. Saterday night(the night of super moon) I had this strange dream... I was walking to the park nearby my house, and so it was dark, and no cars were passing by and there were no cars in the parks parking lot. I crossed and went to front area of the park (by parking lot) and stood under a street light. All of a sudden the bushes in front of me rustle and out steps this teenage boy probably a little older (15 or 16) than me. He had brown hair, brown eyes and was wearing a red shirt. (all I can remember from the looks of me..) then that was when the boy transformed into a wolf, and a screamed (I cannot remember what the wolf looks like but ik he shifted or transformed like the snap of the fingers) I had gasped waking up, and felt pain in my leg like I had gotten bitten.. Funny thing is right before I woke up I remember him running towards me and me backing up into streetlight for safety. I found out that the boy looked exactly like my friends ex. I can and will never forget that dream.

I remember me and a friend are trying to get away from some pirates. We are on a small island sort of thing and we open a hatch into the ground and start running through a underground tunnel. Some how me and my friend get separated and lost in this maze of tunnels. I here foot steps behind me and one of the Pirates shines a flashlight on me and yells to the others "There she is!" He starts chasing me and I freak out and run as fast as I can. I come up to a ladder and climb up and out into the opening. I'm standing on a round platform in the middle of the ocean and there is no where to run. There is a metal pipe lying on the ground so I pick it up and prepare myself to knock the pirate out when he comes through the opening. The pirate pops his head out and I hit him but rather than passing out he yells "OWWW!" He looks up at me with this puzzled expression and asks "Why'd you hit me?!" I respond "Because your a pirate trying to kill me." He shakes his head "NO I'm trying to capture you, and you didn't have to hit me." I'm quite confused as to how the situation turned and made me the bad guy but I start to feel sorry and began to apologize. Then the guy is like "Whateves...my ride is here..." I turn and there is a giant cool looking Pirate ship.

That is all I can remember from my dream.

I'm with one of my classmates, in my Literature class. We are being sent off to another state to tell a large audience about Rick Riordan's new book [what the fuck??] and I feel extremely nervous. I had to read the entire book in two hours and then give a synopsis the next day. This dream is very fragmented, yet somehow memorable at the same time. When I woke up, I still felt this pressure, that I needed to read the book quickly and go perform. It took me a few seconds to realize it was just a dream.

So, this one is pretty blurry, I just have some fragment about telling my christian friend that I don't believe in god.

Then, later something about caddying, which I'm going to be doing as a summer job in waking life.

This one is 5/4 but I might as well put it here

I had a dream about a virus that slowly mutates people in machines. There were three woman clothed in very futuristic clothing, and with shower caps on. (think battlestar galactica)

So there were three women that looked kind of like this, except without the surprised expression. So they were being trapped in some machine that would mutate them. These mutations happened in intervals. There were flashes(like camera flashes). The first flash, the face gets a little messed up. Dots and little pieces of metal appear. Then another flash, and a futuristic armour-like look starts to appear. The face is partially covered now, and everything looks very painful. Two more flashes in, the person is no longer human. I know what is going to happen, but these women don't. So I have some kind of radio contact with one of them. I tell them that after the first flash they won't feel anything. Turns out I was wrong, and after the first flash they start screaming, and are under immense pain. After a while, I start crying (I can see them somehow, probably my mind scene changing) I can't watch anymore, and I can't remember anything after that.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Now, you know what to do.


Notes: I drink 2 cups of Good Earth Tea For Sleep before bed last night. I listened to some very calm and slow and relaxing songs while preparing my subconscious to give me the kinds of dreams that i want. So here is what my subconscious gave me.


Dream #1 New York City.

Im with 3 guys, (one Black one Latino and the other Italian) We are somewhere what looks like New York city. Its day time and its raining, we are in a car talking about some ways of getting information from this guy making big money. We start going over plans of how to set him up and get all his money or something like that. Dream switches

Dream #2 How I do Business.

Im in a pool hall talking with a bunch of latino guys about arranging a deal with one of my men. One of the men agrees and we shake hands and play pool.


Natalia.

Im in a hotel room with Natalia. She is wearing her typical mafioso suit, with her hair in a ponytail, and wearing her black high heels, smoking her cigarette. It is night time, and we are in a bedroom and shes in a chair telling me to try and figure out what the guy likes in women, and use that to our advantage. Im sitting on the side of the bed thinking this out.


Mirror Subconscious Training.


Im in a bathroom rubbing my hawk coin totem staring in the mirror thinking of a form i am goin to project as for the mission.


Natalia the Bo$$.


Im walking with Natalia down a sidewalk holding a briefcase. Its daytime and a little overcast and cloudy out. Im projected as what i believe to be a Italian woman. Im wearing dark shades, a gray and black striped suit, my hair is in a bun, and im wearing dark black high heels, I look like Carla Gugino. Me and Natalia enter this building, It looks like some corporate building. We start walking up these stairs and head down a long hallway looking for some guy.

We enter a room to find this Italian guy sitting in his chair looking at something on his computer.

(Italian guy talking)

"Natalia, its been a long time sweetheart how ya been huh?"

(Natalia)

"Been doing good. This here is my partner, don't bother asking for her name, she has many."

(Italian guy talking)

"Oh, i see. Well have a seat ladies."

(Italian guy talking)

"So uh..what can i do for ya?"

(Natalia talking)

"Show em whats in the briefcase."

I stand up and set the briefcase on the desk, to show him a briefcase full of money. Natalia ask him if he can gives us the goods, because we have a big operation on our hands.
He leads us to another door, that leads down to a basement. We see a rack full of different guns. we take a few of them and start heading out. Dream switches


Dream #3 The Way I Operate.

Im in what looks like a club and im projected as myself sitting at the table with my henchmen. Im explaining to them about how we can build our empire with the right heads. And that we need to keep our noses and our asses clean. (Don't know what i meant by that lol)

We are joking and just conversating, and the dream fades.


5:30 - 5:50 am. I listened to a few of my slow songs, and did plenty of subconscious training.


Dream #4 The water fountain, and talking with my female subconscious self.

Im in Casino playing at the slot machines and decide to head outside to get some fresh air.

I notice this one girl who was standing near a huge water fountain Throwing coins in the water.








She looked mixed with black and latin or possibly black and indian or i could be possibly waaay off! Lol, But she looked beautiful. She was a light complexioned, and wearing a long white and pink dress with some black strappy sandals with pink toenail polish. I walked over to her rubbing my hawk coin.

I stand beside her and i stare at the clear water with all silver coins in the fountain.

(Young lady talking)

"Mmm. I love the water, its so calm and relaxing just to stand near it."

"Yes, it is."

I look at her, watching her take her hand and glide it across the side of her face moving the hair out of her pretty face.

"Are'nt you gonna throw your coin in there too? Lol, Or you just gonna stand there rubbing it?"

"Hah, na. My mom gave me this coin years ago. I keep it more as a sacred item you know?"

"Oooh. Well thats nice. So is your mom still around?"

"Oh yea. She is alive and well and in good health."

I ask her why is she out here alone. She mentions that she just came out of a bad relationship, and she just wants to clear her mind of any negativity. We talk for what seemed like hours about family, and friendships and all the good stuff.

"Are you in a relationship?"

Oh no. I been single for 3 years now."

"Wow. 3 years? Your a handsome guy though, why are you still single?"

"Im waiting for the right Woman this time. Don't want to make another mistake."

She nods and tells me that sometimes our company is the best when we our left alone with only our thoughts. We stand near the calm water fountain just looking at eachother smiling. I ask her if she would like one of my totems.

I dig in my pocket to find my 2nd coin and give it to her. She thanks me, and we start talking some more by the water. The dream fades and i wake up.


Note: Im beginning to notice that, im becoming in tune with various parts of my subconscious mind. The first dream im clearly able to maintain control of my DCs and my environment. Even though not lucid. My dream had a little bit of everything in it, even though i was not lucid. I still think i am able to become lucid by listening to certain songs. I may have to experiment with various songs tonight to see what i can cue in or trigger lucidity at. Overall, im very happy with my recall, and the theme of my different dreams.

These two dreams are from Thursday night and Wednesday night. They were definitely strange dreams, and my mind is still reeling from them.

I'll start with the first one.


American Gestapo-

In this dream, I was sitting at a desk, looking at a large orange book with the title covering it in large black bold letters. Something about America.

As I opened the book, I noticed that it was not full of words like I had expected it to be. In fact, it was nothing but pictures with a few captions here and there. As I flipped through the book, recognising pictures such as Dr. King's "I have a dream.." speech, something strange started happening.

The pictures began moving, like a movie.

After I flipped past the 9/11 pictures and those of the present time, I came to a section that I had not heard of or seen before. None of these moving pictures were captioned, but they caught my attention the same way a headline about an atrocious act does.

The first picture I focused on was one of a parade. But it was not a happy parade. And although many of the men who were in the picture were marching in military formation, they were not wearing the usual formal military clothing. Their uniforms were grayish-blue and upon closer inspection, I heard myself say "They look like the Schutzstaffel".
A friend was sitting next to me and nodded, and we both sat in mesmerised silence as the picture continued. Towards the end of the parade, was a small group of men who were wearing the same style of clothing only without insignia, medals and entirely black. I remember thinking "American Gestapo", before I realised they were marching out of formation, throwing rocks into windows, yelling, running onto sidewalks to frighten women and their children. They looked angry, and were very, very violent.


Then I flipped the page and something strange happened. I was sucked into the next picture, and was viewing the scene as if I was a non-existant entity. Around me, I watched as long lines of women, men and children; marched drearily past me. But there was something strange about it. They were all covered in nothing but mere rags, they were mostly non-Caucasian Americans; and they wore nothing but worried, scared or sad expressions. Here and there, I could hear children crying in the distance, and their mothers trying to hush them in their native tongues.

There was a loud thundering sound, and a large horse carrying a man dressed like the "American Gestapo" in the previous picture, rode up. He was carrying a baton in his belt and a whip was in his hand. He used this whip to slash people in the crowd, yelling at them to "hurry up".

There were a few other men on foot, who walked through the crowd, randomly beating children or their parents for crying, whimpering, and/or making some other sound.

I stood watching in horror, wanting desperately to put a stop to what was going on, but I couldn't. I was just a ghost.




I woke up, and this has been bugging me to this day. I don't know what could have possibly triggered this dream, other than the fact that again, it seemed like a premonition or a warning. Not necessarily of what is going to happen, but what could.



Assassination Attempt-

In this dream, I am the same man I was in the 666-7109 dream. I am boarding a small white yacht at a port somewhere in what looks like Italy. There are many heads of state and other government officials as well as a few upper-class tourists on this boat.
It will be a little bit before the boat leaves the port, so I take a seat at a small round table on the bow deck. I lean back in the chair, and a cooling ocean breeze caresses my face as I count the very few clouds in the brilliant blue sky.

I am wearing a tucked into light colored polo shirt, a belt, and khaki pants (like a Country Club member xD). I am here for something, protection or something like that.

I sit there for a while, when I notice out of the corner of my eye a suspicious looking man come on board. I get up, and quietly follow him, trying not to bring attention to myself. That's when I see the current Russian prime minister board. He is wearing casual clothing, and a rain jacket.


Suddenly the scene changes and everyone is ducking for cover in fright as the suspicious looking man pulls out a gun (he's wearing a jacket, sunglass and something around his head and face. He is unidentifiable) and begins trying to shoot the prime minister. Just when everyone thinks he has a clear shot I end up standing in front of him and taking a bullet in the chest.

Somehow, I don't die. But instantly, I'm aware of the even greater threat that the man poses, and end up trying to get the prime minister out of the city. The man from earlier is working for a militia group.



I woke up and was all "Um.....Okay....."

This time in the dream I started out lucid. I was in a classroom, but it was sort of small. Anyway first I tried shooting flames out of my hands on to a person, but it didn't show up, only the mark on the person's shirt. Next I tried to move them a bit using the force, it worked. Now I tried to fly and Idk what I did the first try but I failed and then the 2nd try I got it. Next I went up to a door and tried to make a hot girl appear, it didn't work. So I tried again while knowing I could make them appear and then it worked. So I got to business. I'm guessing the dream was around ~3-5 mins. And I could feel things but it was minor, nothing much. I felt the flying part a bit and the sex part a little

This dream was odd. I had lucid and non-lucid moments, but my athletic ability to climb was truly surprising.

And so many dream signs!


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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The day is Halloween, and I am with my kids scrambling toget them ready to go over to their grandparent’s house. Last minute touch-upsto costumes and making sure the front door is locked, we leave and head over totheir side of town.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the dream their house is on a side street along SouthFirst, far from their real home. A privacy fence surrounds the front yard andI’m not accustomed to walking through a gate to get to their door. Inside thehouse the living room is decorated for a Halloween Party, and a few pumpkinscan be found in the corners of the room instead of outside.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The clock says it is close to 7:00 P.M. but the sky stillhas light in it. I am just about to leave with the kids when the phone rings.The random person who answers it tells me that my daughter’s teacher is on thephone, and I can’t imagine what could be so important that she would call onHalloween night. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Reaching for the corded white phone I say Hello with aquestioning sound, still not sure what could be so important as to call now.She explains that she is in north Austin and wants to know if the neighborhoodaround the school is a good place for trick-or-treating, knowing we live rightacross the street from the school. I wonder why she is in north Austin when Iknow she lives southwest.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Gesturing with my hand as I speak I explain to her thatnormally she could come visit us and see that the school neighborhood is agreat place for trick-or-treating, but seeing as we are at the grandparent’shouse we aren’t handing out candy at home this year. I think about whichneighborhood I should recommend, debating in my mind the best places for candyand finding people home. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I think you should try the neighborhood around the school,“I tell her. “There are lots of people around with kids and there will be morecandy than going to some of the western neighborhoods. Of course, you couldalways come visit us off South First, lots of people over here giving outcandy.” I smile thinking about how much fun the kids are going to have, brieflywishing I could be one also.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“It’s already 7 o’clock. You probably have about 90 minutesto trick-or-treat, and every 30 minutes you delay reduces the chances ofgetting a good supply of decent candy. It would probably take you too long toget here. I suggest you either stay where you are or try the neighborhoodaround the school.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I feel disappointed that we won’t get to see her and herkids for Halloween but the thought of being helpful lifts my spirits. I reallywant them to have a good time.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I get off the phone and walk from the dining hall to theliving room, finding myself in the house I shared with my mom in the early90’s. I walked out the front door and found it was daytime, perhaps earlier inthe day than before, though I still felt it was just after 7P.M. People werearound inside and out as though I was holding a party, so I assumed that I mustbe having people over. Even my neighbors were out walking about the street butI did not recognize any of them.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In the driveway stood a man with a motorcycle, an oldermodel clearly in need of repair. The body was black but the rims of the bikewere golden instead of the normal chrome typically found on bikes like this.The biker was likewise dressed in black, and his clothes appeared a bit rattyas though he had been wearing them for years. His attire seemed odd consideringhow hot it was outside.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man turned off the bike’s engine as I approached andwalked to the opposite side of the bike from me. I noticed that fluid wasleaking from a seam close to where the front poles attached to the frame of thebike, and as I bent down to inspect it closer the leak intensified. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Your bike is leaking!” I said this with urgency, though notquite a shout. The man stopped and looked back to where I had indicated. “Isthat a problem?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I think it might be.” He said this matter-of-factly andthen smiled at me, his handlebar mustache flaring up as his dirty teeth peekedout from between his chapped lips. His oversized round goggles made his faceseem overly cheery despite the spike on his classic-style helmet.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The liquid came in contact with some hot part on the bikeand began to steam/smoke. The smell was part gasoline and part coolant, anunusual smell for a motorcycle. Some of the paint on the front column began todisappear, exposing grey metal beneath. I began to back away from the bike,expecting it to catch fire at any moment. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]This seemed like a good time to go indoors, and I headedupstairs. For some reason I felt I needed the phone again, and I grabbed it offa table in my upstairs room. People were out on my balcony and I looked aroundfor a quiet place to talk on the phone, the music playing in my room too loudfor a private conversation. I was aboutto choose the closet or bathroom as a good place to talk when something caughtmy eye outside.[/SIZE][/FONT]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Quickly turning to my right I heard a crashing soundaccompanied by a frightening rumbling sound, similar to the effect of a tankpassing by. I looked out the window and past the people sitting outside to seea yellow crane passing my house and turning to crash over the fence between myproperty and the neighbor’s house. A large scoop/wrecking ball was attached toa cable at the front of the crane.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Moderately upset that the man had driven the crane over myproperty and left deep grooves in the yard I suddenly realized that if he wasgoing to trash and demolish the furniture around the backyard pool I should askif I could have first-crack at some of the stuff before it became trash. Therewas some nice furniture over there.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turned again and raced through the room, passing right onby the stairs to the first floor. I needed a quicker way down and I foundmyself on the front balcony, a structure that didn’t normally adorn the housebut something I had always wanted, and would have placed there had I built thehouse myself. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I found myself looking out from the third floor of what wasnormally a two-story house, and I briefly wondered how I was going to get downsafely if I wasn’t using the stairs. Becoming suddenly aware I was dreaming Iknew the best way down would be to vault over the railing and lower myself downto the second floor. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Getting over the rail was easier than I expected, and eventhe rough wood gave me no splinters as I climbed down. I did not feel my weightas I expertly lowered my feet to the second floor railing, the rough woodproviding plenty of grip to keep me from falling. Remaining on the outside ofthe railing as I brought my body down I repeated the maneuver I used, quicklyfinding myself just four feet above the ground. An easy landing brought me tothe grass in the front yard where the driveway should normally be, and I ranalong the side of the house to catch up with the mighty yellow beast.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The fence was destroyed and a moderate pile of debris andwhat used to be patio furniture sat next to the pool. I almost skidded as Imade the turn into the yard, running past the crystal clear water and over tothe patio near the hot-tub. I managed to catch the attention of the manoperating the vehicle as he approached. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man was dressed in a blue button-up shirt, patternedlines all over the material. Khaki shorts and loafers completed his outfit, andhe stood before me like a man unsure of how to react. He appeared to be in hislate 40’s and was balding slightly on the top of his head. I suspected hisancestry to be northern European, his face round but flat on top with a widemouth and thin lips. He didn’t seem like someone who smiled often.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Hi, I’m your neighbor, Melanie. Welcome to theneighborhood! I was wondering, if you’re going to demolish everything could Ilook over any of the furniture or other things before you destroy them?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I gave him my most pleasant smile as I asked, dipping myhand in the beautiful water of the hot-tub, surprised to find it cold andinviting, just like the nearby pool. He stuck his hands in his pockets, lookeddown and scuffed his shoes in the dirt.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Shucky darn, “he replied. “I haven’t decided yet if I’mgoing to demolish everything. I guess so.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I believed he was indicating I could look around for thingsI liked though he never was any clearer with his answer. I turned my gaze tothe house over my right shoulder and saw a young girl, presumably his daughter,staring out at us from a wide window in the kitchen. She was probably aroundten years old, pretty, with long hair and a blue shirt. She sat on a stool andturned her head to the side when I looked at her, as though she was avoiding mystare. She seemed meek, possibly unsure of what was going on and how to react. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The kitchen was beautiful and seemed fitting for such a nicehouse. Wide, well-lit spaces with new appliances and furniture that looked likeit was made from polished bamboo or some other light-colored wood. I wasenvious.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Knowing I had done what I set out to do I knew it was timeto leave, telling myself that I didn’t want to upset this guy, particularly ifhe was going to be my new neighbor. He seemed like a nice dream character, Idecided. When I wake up, I thought, I should tell the people on DreamViewsabout him. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walked back over to my house and entered through the reardoor, the messy floor immediately coming into focus. The party must have endedand everyone had left, possibly when the giant construction vehicle had showedup. It had been a little scary.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I got some sleep last night and I had some interesting dreams. This one was lucid, involved flying, and I remembered DreamViews and the lovely people here!

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I have a false awakening and I’m lying in my bed at my dad’shouse in California. I find I am not in his current house but the one he hadwhen he lived in Alameda for 25 years. The bed is near the corner of the roomand to my left (while lying on my stomach) is a window, brightly lit by themorning sun. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The window is covered by paper shades, a thin material thatrolls up just like a typical window blind. I lift it up and when my eyes adjustto the bright scene I see the ocean. It’s a beautiful scene to wake up to. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Normally I should see another house from this window, but Ifind myself looking at water instead. I decide I want some pictures to show thepeople on DreamViews, to show off how beautiful the scene I wake up to is. Ifind my camera on the table and place it near the window. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Looking closer, I realize the window is a bit dirty, and Istart rubbing the glass with my finger. It isn’t working as well as I wouldlike, and I think how I hate this effect in dreams. I appear to be aware thatI’m dreaming but I can’t control anything yet. I continue cleaning the glass asbest as I can, hoping to make a nice clean spot for my camera lens. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Noting that some of the dirt is on the outside of the windowwhere I can’t clean, I give up and place my camera near the window. I move thecenter-point around, trying to get the camera to focus properly and adjustexposure, cursing myself for not bringing my film camera. The scene finallyresolves into focus, and I notice that I’m looking out at the bay, not theocean. In the background of the picture, across the water, is a large greymountain that doesn’t normally appear anywhere in the Bay Area.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I stare at the mountain for a minute, trying to figure outhow it got there. It’s not like a normal mountain, covered with trees orsnow-capped. Instead it’s almost smooth, as though it was covered with slopedglaciers. Fracture lines are visible in what appears to be ice, though I havenever before seen a glacier so dull.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I take a couple pictures of this scene and decide I would ratherhave some pictures from the beach, so I get up and walk out of the house. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Normally I would have to walk a few blocks and make someturns to even see water from his house, let alone get anywhere near a beach. Onthis day, however, an alley ran right along the side of the house which ledstraight to the water. I really wanted to fly to the beach and get therefaster, but normal flight didn’t fit in with my desire to swim, so Icompromised and flew on an air mattress. Like most of my flying dreams I movedas though I was in water, lying on the air mattress and pushing my handsagainst the air to move forward. I knew I was dreaming for sure but I had nodesire to change anything.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I flew past many houses and a couple of apartment buildingsas well, and as I came over a slight rise in the landscape I could finally seewater ahead of me. It was a pretty scene, and I tried taking pictures here butthe view wasn’t as open as I would like, and people kept interfering with myview of the water. I knew waiting would work out better.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Arriving at the beach I floated on through a cave in therock to a beach cove that had the most beautiful ocean access. The cove waswide, surrounded by rock except for the cave behind me, and had a nice sandybeach that any surfer would be proud of. The rock walls behind me shaded thecove from the early sun, and a number of families had set up their belongingsin the protected sides of the cove to avoid the wind. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I floated along the length of the beach and just took in theview for a minute. I remembered while I was there in the first place and tookout my camera, fixing my view on a distant buoy perhaps a half-mile out. Ittook my camera a while to focus but this time I was happy to not have anymountains in my view, just the beautiful ocean with some small white caps. Icouldn’t have been happier, and I thought about how great the pictures would bewhen I showed everyone on DV.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And then I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I had this dream fragment Monday morning. Like Sunday, I woke up early and never got to go back to sleep. I'm sure with how tired I was I would have had a good dream and probably lucidity if I could have.

Anyway, I am still noticing the color blue.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I was face-to-face with a large man, bulky and sweaty, withvisible veins along his skin. He looked upset, though it could have just beenthe effort of moving his sweaty bulk around. He was clearly not enjoyinggravity.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Dressed in a stained wifebeater that may have once beenwhite, he looked like he had been eating something recently. Food stained hischin, his shirt, and the light blue shorts he was wearing. I had never seen aman this big in person, and I was repulsed by his appearance. [/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As he approached he began to speak but only moans andguttural sounds came out at first. My instinct was to flee but something heldme to that spot. I didn’t want him to touch me or come any closer. I neversmelled him but I feared I wouldn’t like it if I could.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He stopped and looked at me like I was doing somethingwrong. Oddly it wasn’t my displeasure that seemed to bother him. Somethingother than my expression had caught his eye, something big enough to make himpause. This made me turn my head slightly to the side in wonderment.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He regained his composure, made a half-smile, and simplysaid, “They’re coming.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Before I had a chance to ask him about this he turned andbegan walking away. I was just about to reach out, ask him to turn around, whenhe suddenly disappeared. His form shot forward in a blur that diminished to adistant point. It happened so fast I had no time to register it before thepoint grew into a blinding white point of light that expanded to fill myvision.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And I woke up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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Dream One: I'm at my mom's house in the driveway. My Aunt and Uncle are getting out of their van, and a cousin of my mom's (making him my second cousin I guess?) gets out of a white car. I give my aunt and uncle hugs, then the cousin hands me a little package... it's a my little pony blind bag! He tells me that he heard I liked Ponies, and he knows some of the people who design them. Then he tells me that he was the inspiration for one of the new ponies in the upcoming season (has season three even been announced yet?!) and they made a toy of that pony, so he got a few freebies and thought I might like to have one. I was pretty excited about that. I know someone who was ponyfied! Better still, I'm related to someone who was ponyfied! Woohoo! We all go inside. My mom and her cousin sit on a couch, and my aunt and uncle on another couch facing them. I sit to the side in a chair, but I'm good with it. I'm not a very social person and tend to sit back and just watch people have fun, lol. I notice my mom's hair looks really pretty because she's just gotten out of the shower and he hasn't put it in her signature ponytail yet. Her naturally curly hair is looking very beach wavy, and try to sneak a few pictures of her with my cell phone. She always wants pictures that make her look pretty on her facebook page, but never thinks any of the pretty pictures of her are pretty. I know she'll thank me later when everyone tells her how pretty they are, but if she sees the pictures before I post them she'll never let me post them! Then she asks me what I'm doing... I'm busted. I tell her I'm just messing around with my phone to ignore me, but she knows me better than to listen, lol. She gets up and grabs a hair bow and puts her hair up. I make a pouty face, and tell her she spoiled my fun, and laughs and says, "I know! I meant to you rotten child!" Then for some reason my mom's cousin gets off the couch and says he'll bring the fun back to the party and starts stripping! My mom's mouth gets huge and she goes, "OH MY GOD!" and I start laughing and looking away, then curiosity gets the better of me, and I turn back around to see what he's doing. He starts trying to lap dance on my uncle and my aunt jumps up and runs out of the room. I'm almost dying laughing, then I remember the pony, and decide I need to get it out and see if it has his tattoos (I don't think this cousin in real life would have any tattoos or EVER do anything like this. He's a cool guy, but he's almost as old as my mom and has always seemed like the good and responsible kind... not the wild stripping kind, lol) I pull out the pony, and look at it's cutie mark and see that it's an anchor w/ a life preserver on it and it's name is "Simon Sailor" The cousins name is not Simon, lol. I grab my phone and start to take a picture of him lap dancing on my uncle with the pony in my hand trying to get a side by side shot, but I wake up first! Too bad, I'd have loved to see my bff's reaction in dream when I texted her that picture.

Dream Two (False Awakening): I tried to WILD, and it didn't go well, so I rolled over to go to sleep. I notice it's light, and I can hear some noise outside the bedroom. I open my eyes, and notice it's broad daylight! I freak out for a minute, I slept so hard I didn't even dream! Crazy! The I realize the noises I'm hearing are the neighbors kid that I baby sit after school on some days. He's yelling and knocking on the door asking if I'm home or if I forgot I was supposed to watch him. I look up, my kids are both still sleeping, so I jump up and put on my robe and run to the door. I let the kid in and tell him I need to go change and the kids are still asleep, so just be quiet and watch tv or play video games or something. I run back to the bedroom to change, but before I can get there I wake up for real and the sun is just starting to come up.

Dream Three: I'm in a house with two heavy set chics who are really nice like we're great friends. I leave though, saying I have something to take care of. I see a black man leading this really pretty dark brown haired girl into an ally. I notice the girl has a dreamy not all there look on her face. I chase after them. I tell the man to leave her alone, and he hisses at me that this is his meal and I need to find my own. Oh, I remember then, I'm a vampire. I tell him I only eat the ones who want to die, not the vibrant ones who are full of life and want to live it to it's fullest. I try to make myself look as big as possible, taking a fighting stance, and hissing, showing vampire fangs. I ask him if he knows who I am, and he claims not to care who I am, he just wants to eat this pretty girl. I tell him my name, and he pales, then starts stumbling back. Then he flat out runs away. The spell the girl is under breaks, and she falls to her knees scared, but I just shake my head and start walking away. The girl, crying, thanks me shakily, and I tell her "your welcome, watch who you let your guard down around." Then I walk to where I was supposed to find my next meal. Apparently I have a group of other vamps I hang with who find people that are ready to die to feed from. I show up, and the leader is a guy with long black hair and a smooth face. He seems very happy to see me, and jokes that he thought I was going to miss our dinner date. I tell him it's not a date, it's just dinner. There are way too many others here to call it a date. But I'm smiling and laughing too. But then I notice that our group of probably 8 people to eat, is all dressed in black but one. She's wearing a bright red sweater. In the dream I know this means she's still vibrant and full of life, red is a color that screams look at me! if she was depressed and wanted to die I expect her to be wearing black, a color that would match how bland and unnecessary she feels. I grab her arm, and start dragging her out. The vamp guy yells at me, "Hey, where you going with our meal? Taking dinner alone tonight babe?" I snap back at him, "Not this one, she doesn't want to die!" Then he follows me, dragging another woman, this one in black. He throws the other out the door with me and the first and says, "This one came with her, take 'em both." I nod and as soon as he closes the door and we're alone I ask the girls, "You don't really want to die, your both vibrant and full of life, what the hell are you doing here?" Then the girl in the red sweater starts crying. She tells me they do want to die! Then she goes on telling me this story of how their state banned gay marriage and now they can't spend the rest of their lives together. They'd made a pact, they would rather die together than be forced to spend the rest of their lives never being able to share their love. I roll my eyes, and ask them why they don't just move to another state that DOES allow gay marriage. They try to tell me they don't have the money, and I just tell them I will help them find a place as long as they don't mind me being there as well because I can only afford to keep up one home at a time. Then I ask them where they want to live. They pick a place, can't remember where now, and we move. And then they are the two girls that I'm in the house with in the beginning of the dream, and I realize that I had just had a memory or flashback of how we met. As soon as that clicked, I woke up as I came to the realization I was dreaming. The end of this dream was definitely influenced by my waking life. Gay marriage is already banned in my state, but there's an election going on TODAY for an amendment that will make marriage the only legally recognized domestic union in my state. It's a big deal around here, because of being in the bible belt and all, but I know so many people it would affect (because it won't only affect gays, but also unmarried straight couples who are considered a domestic union.) and this had been a BIG stress for me. Of course the Christians are all talking about how it'll prevent gay marriage, and that's all the churches want to see. Sooo, I guess the dream is kind of my fear that if this amendment passes it will leave many of my friends depressed, and even suicidal.

Dream Four: The game starts out I'm playing a video game. I identify the game in the dream as Call of Duty, but there are giant robots for enemies, so it must be the new COD Black Ops game my son's so excited about. In the dream, I'm trying to advance through this mountain pass, between these giant pillars, but there's a GIANT robot, two or three times as tall as my house, that's standing in the pass and you have to defeat it. I fail, and my husband says it's his turn. I don't see anything but the screen, but I just know I have handed him the controller. He starts trying the same thing I did, and he almost dies, but runs backwards to escape. I find myself thinking that the giant robot reminds me of Dreamprofessor's task of the month dream, yet fail to realize that THIS is a dream as well. -_- Then I watch as my husband leads the character back to a lake where the game had started us at. He swims in the lake to the other side, and there's a freaking light there! He turns the light on, and part of the lake lights up. Then he turns on lights all around the lake, and a lady is visible with diving gear. She tosses the diving gear to the game character, and tells us that there's something being dropped into the lake on the other side and transported under water, and they think it's the enemy smuggling weapons. We're going to infiltrate and find out what they're hiding. Then the character starts to climb out of the lake bed, and runs for a bit until we come to another lake. This lake has lots of people in it, like families swimming at a community pool. There are also stands with food and a DJ booth playing music. I change views to being the character, and I'm no longer a guy, but definitely myself. The diver chic is with me, and I tell her I don't have a clue how this gear works, so she's going to have to show me, and she says not to worry about it. She'll do her job and get me under water, I just have to do my job and find out whats being smuggled. I nod, and then we slip into the water. WE start drifting to the far side of the lake where there is no one swimming. The lake is shaped kind of like an 8 or a big pool. There's the "shallow" end where everyone was swimming, then there was a "deep" end where no one was swimming. the "deep" end was covered with this big white tent, and I just knew the hole in the top was where the weapons would be dropped. I try to dive underwater before having the gear turned out just to get a quick look, but the diver gear caused me to float upwards REALLY fast, even popped me up out of the water for a moment, like a ball someone tried to force underwater. The diver chic shakes her head at me and hisses, "Smooth! Really smooth! Don't you know the suit is designed to float when it's not on so you don't drown if it malfunctions under water?!" Of course I don't! She tells me to follow her, and swims to the very far edge wall of the lake (the deep end is set into a mountain) and starts messing with my suit, presumably to make it work, but before she can finish, the DJ guy starts talking. He says that it's time for the big show! People start scrambling out of the water, but a couple of other people have wandered tot he deep end like us.

Spoiler for inappropriate violence and nudity:

The DJ says, "Oh, I see we have some tourists who want a front row seat!" then he starts laughing sinisterly, "Enjoy the show, it'll be the greatest trip of your lives!" Then the hole in the top of the while dome cover is blacked out, and I can see the bottom of a helicopter or something opening up. A dark green case the size of an suv falls out first, and hit the water causing massive waves to push us against the wall. I can't breath for a minute and am fighting my way back to the surface. I get above water just in time to see these giant white cylinders fall from the hole. I wonder for a moment what they are, they just look like chalk, but then the water starts fizzing and the smell of chlorine is too strong to mistake it. My eyes are burning, my lungs are burning, and my skin is burning. I'm gasping for air, but every breath feels like fire. I'm grasping the wall of the cave trying to climb out, but also trying to help the diver girl get a good hold on the rock and out as well. The DJ starts laughing again, this time he says, "I told you it's be the show of your lives! ha ha ha! Now, I give you the cooling rain!" and water starts poring from the dome. Cold, clean, chlorine free water. The water below us swirls and goes down a drain like a giant toilet or something, and the cool water falling from the ceiling is washing away the burn. I start stripping off my swimming suit because it's holding chlorine in it as well. I'm completely naked against the wall, practically moaning in relief as the water makes me feel like I'm alive again and not about to die. The the DJ starts laughing again,"Burn baby, BURN!" and the cold water changes to scalding hot water. I scream and grip the wall trying to leave as little skin exposed to the rain as possible, then he laughs again and says, "lets cool it down now!" and the water turns cold again, soothing the burns. The he says, "Lets bring this show to a wrap. I hope your ready to die in my freezing depths of ice water! Oh, but, if you want to live, there's a way. Ladies, you can save yourselves and those around you, all you have to do is take off your tops!" Maniacal laughter now. I'm already butt naked, so there's nothing I can do, but I watch as the diver chic and the ladies with the other "tourists" as he'd called us stripped their tops off and cried out begging for our lives. Then a man smoking a cigar in a tan suit with hair and a beard like Ashton Kutcher (but a totally different facial shape) steps into the pool through a secret underground door in the wall (the lake is empty still because the water from the ceiling wasn't enough to fill it back up yet) He waves the cigar at the DJ booth, then starts fussing at the DJ that there are families with children here, and to save his sick games for after closing. Then he calls out to all of us, "tourists, please, clean yourselves off and thank your gods that you were saved. Remember next time, not to stick your nose where it doesn't belong!" He walks over to the side and starts talking to some guard that had stepped out the door with him. The diver chic I'm with starts crying, and I tell her to go ahead, I'd stay and investigate, I don't need her anymore because my suit was lost when I took it off. She slips down the rock wall and runs for a door where there's supposedly a bathroom. I take my time getting down because I have no clothes to protect me from scraping the rocks, and I'm trying to figure out what my next move is going to be as far as the smuggling is concerned. I make it to the bottom of the lake, and I'm surprised it's smooth tile, not muddy rock like I had expected. It makes sense to me though that they'd have done that they might have built a false bottom of the lake to be able to drain it and stuff from the natural bottom. I'm getting really cold really fast though, and the floor is cold too. I see a little rock sticking out from the floor, and I rush over there hoping it'll be warmer than the floor because of the hot water. Somehow, it still is warm, so I climb up on top of it (it's only 3 feet tall or so) then sit and pull my legs up to my body so I'm curled up and trying to hold in my body heat. I tuck my head in between my knees. Then the man with the cigar yells in my direction, "Hey you! I told you all to go wash up and get out of here!" I look up and try to put on my most innocent face, "I'm so sorry, it's just, I'm so cold, and this rock is so warm..." The guy looks shocked when he sees my face then says, "Shirley? Shirley Singer? Is that you?!" I immediately recognize this as my code name and remember having met this man in a fancy bar and flirting with him trying to collect information from him before. Not sure if he knows i'm a spy or not, I just nod weakly hoping that I look innocent enough. He rushes over to me, then seems to realize I'm naked, "Oh my god, Shirl, why are you here? Why are you naked?!" I tell him, "I was hot and wanted to go swimming at this community pool, and when I saw the deep end I couldn't resist the chance to swim so freely with so much room all to myself. But then that man," and I point to the dj, "Started laughing so cruelly, and then chlorine fell from the sky and it burned, it hurt so badly!" I start crying, "Then he turned on the cold water and it all rinsed away and I was so happy that I was rescued, but then he made the water so hot and burned us, then he he told us he was going to kill us if we didn't strip!" and I'm flat out bawling by this point, and he takes me into his arms and starts rocking back and forth telling me, "Shh, it's ok now, your safe, I won't let any of my men hurt you I swear it." I realize then he has no idea that I'm a spy and my ploy is working. Then he tells me to stay right here, He'll be right back, and I nod, then say in a small voice, "There was a girl on the rocks with me, can I make sure she's ok?" He tells me yes, to do what I like, just o be back in a moment when he returns. I nod, and scurry off the rock to the bathroom where I ind the diver chic. She's crying, so I hug her, then I push her back at arms length and tell her sternly, "It's ok, your alive, and you need to get out of here now so you can stay live, do you hear me? Don't cry, run. Go, now!" She nods, trying to put on a brave face, then takes off running out the door. I walk back slowly to the rock, and realize that wet, I can feel my legs sliding against each other, and it's a very sensual feeling. I enjoy the climb on the rocks, and feeling my wet skin sliding against it's self, and decide to take a new approach with the man. Rather than be the innocent hurt girl, I'll try seducing the information I need out of him. When he returns, he has a bottle of milk and a robe, as well as a bottle of chocolate syrup, no doubt so I can cover up and drink chocolate milk to sooth myself. I have better ideas for the chocolate. I wake up a couple times while he's cleaning the chocolate off from me, but am consciously aware enough of waking up that I don't move and fall right back asleep so it's almost like I never left the dream, but before the main event starts, my kids wake me up and I have no choice but to wake up. Damn, lol.

#1 - Surrounded [Non-Lucid]

This dream sucked. We were in some evil house with killers wandering around outside, they would always wait at the windows and when we looked in that direction the blinds would be closed, but then they're start turning and we'd see the killers just staring in and then they'd just through the window. It was so nerve-wracking that by the end of the dream it was over and I was back at my house safe and sound but I couldn't stop myself from pushing the couch I was sitting on into the wall behind me over and over again without rest because I was having a bit of nervous breakdown and I couldn't accept that there was no one behind me trying to get me. I was very happy when I woke up from that one.

#2 - My Flying Pet [DILD]

O and I were in some alternate version of my house with my cousin P, and there were lots of girls that I remember "knowing" in the dream but I can't recall who any of them were now. They were all talking to P and for some reason O and I were getting really uncomfortable, but I don't remember much of the plot at this point. O and I somehow made it out of that alternate dimension and into our correct one, where we came swimming through a field of grass next to my real house to get there. Yes, swimming, we were actually half submerged in the grass and it had flowing waves like water. O left to go to his house and I went in mine, which looked like it was half in some weird jungle, in fact the lighting in the area was actually very surreal and video game-like, there was an orange tint to everything. As I was walking into my house I felt pumped and became lucid. I started yelling lucidity and control mantras to myself and noticed that my voice sounded different. More... distinguished. I like it. The backyard looked like it was fused with some sort of playground so I went out there and looked up at the top of the structure. I summed LK, a girl I knew in school, and she appeared up on the top. I told her to pull me up there and she almost got it, I had to fly a little bit too. I jumped on her back and she acted shocked for a second but then I did a "Hya!" yell and she flew us off into the air and we just darted all over the place until I woke up. Wonderful!

#3 - We Meet Again [DILD]

This dream was a long one, though I actually only remember very little of it. There were two plots going on, one involving me which strangely I remember nothing of, and another that involved some random guy and Hayden Panettiere, my original celebrity crush.





My clear memory comes in on the last part of the dream, I'm seeing Hayden and the guy each wearing similar strapless tops with ink blot patterns on them, black skirts, and heels. The guy didn't look half bad! Hayden and the guy have been running from some evil organization guys for a while now and Hayden says that they're about to have to start running again. After walking behind a crowd in my vision they each took off in different directions and a guy followed Hayden into a store, so I went in too. My involvement in the scene became a little less passive now, I was actually there instead of just watching. I turned lucid as I was going into the store and watched Hayden and the guy running through people really fast. Hayden was now wearing something more like a tracksuit, an outfit much better suited for this activity. I think to myself "This looks fun!" and move my perspective forward and zoom into Hayden's body. Oooh, limber! I keep running and start weaving my way through crowds of people while keeping away from the guy, it was pretty fun. But after not too long the dream started fading, and I tried to bring it back failed. Oh well.

So there has been something that I've noticed about my dreams lately.. So far they have all had something to do with a cousin of mine who passed early January. He never speaks in my dreams but He always looks at me and smiles as if he was saying "I'm alright." I'm honestly 100% okay with this but soon I want to go lucid when this happens to see how that goes.. Maybe I'll find out that it's really him coming down to give me closure. Or maybe it's just my mind showing me what I want to see. Either way I'll be happy~

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dreaming person
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Now enjoy my dreams.


Wishes, do they ever come true?





Dream #1 A being of Light.

Im in some room looking up outside the window. It is a full moon, and i am talking out aloud about searching for my Twin flame my other half. I begin getting emotional, telling my other half to please appear to me and enter my life soon. I wipe the tears away from my eyes, and walk outside. I look up and notice that there are hearts in the clouds, with the moon turning into a glowing purple colour. I stare in to the moon, and feel myself being filled with some type of loving calmness energy. I begin floating in the air and letting whatever takes me take everything of me.

I sense a being of light, it is a female. She is beyond beautiful, I will try my best to describe her. Her eyes were like a million diamonds illuminating in the moonlight, Her hair was long brunette, and blowing in the wind. Her face was like the most beautiful and most precious of any newborn. She a had glowing bright white and purple light illuminating from her naked body. I was at awe with her beauty. Why, she was simply beyond words. Im now in what looks like an Infinite temple place. There are books and rooms with gold lights everywhere. There are animal stautues of wolves, birds, and different Deitys. and it had a very heavenly feeling to it. Everything feels familiar to me, Almost like this is my home in a way. She shows me a glimpse of what love looks like.

"You are a compassinate and loving person. Do not dwell on the past so much. But move on and become an inspiration, and let your light shine, to make a new path for others."

She then walked up to me and gave me the most powerful hug i have ever felt! It was not a suffocating hug, but a hug that can heal the most violent and destructive beasts and human beings. I begin tearing up from my eyes and telling her that i love her. And hearing her say she loves me too.

I am now awaken in my bed with the most vibrant love of energy i have ever felt from a dream.


3:20 - 3:45 am. Did plenty of reality checks with my totem. And did a little bit of subconscious training.

Notes: Wanted to also try something different over the next couple of nights. Im listening to certain songs like music with love, to see if i am able to get more intimate moments in dreams. I set my alarm to a specific time to go off while i am asleep. I also assigned a certain ringtone to it to see how it will affect the mood of the dream. I keep the volume at a medium volume, and set it across the room to see if i can cue in on it. If it will make me lucid, or pull me out of the dream.


Dream #2 Me and Mila Kunis.


Im in a supermarket and i notice Mila Kunis is working there at the register. I walk up to her and she says..

"Hey babe! Im almost done ok?"

"Mkay, take ya time."

She is looking good. Her hair is down, and she is wearing a green supermarket t shirt, with some beige pants, and black flats on. Im standing by some magazines and start reading thru one of them. (I think it was about good health or something like that)

(Mila Kunis) "K, im ready babe."

She pinches me on my butt and starts tongue kissing me. I put my arms around her, and we stare into eachothers eyes.

"You know what im in the mood for?"

"What sex?"

(She hits me on my chest lightly)

"Hah, noo. Ice cream!"

(Me) "Oh."

"Maybe later tonight ok?"

We are now walking and holding hands. it is day time out, and we go to the ice cream parlor to get some ice cream. I hear a very mellow song from a oldies classic that sounds like its coming from in the background. (must be my alarm goin off on my cellphone)

Spoiler for Lovers Music:

Mila Kunis starts taking her ice cream cone and licking it very slowly.

"Girl you better quit licking that ice cream like that for you get yourself in trouble."

"Hah, what are you gonna do hm?"

"You'll see, keep on."

She starts doin it again, and i shake my head. She starts laughing, and ask if i wanted to lick it. I laughed and said..

"Lick what? Yo ice cream?

Oh see, now you tryna tempt me."

She laughs again and takes the ice cream and puts it right in my face licking her fingers.

"Hah, nice look Q!"

I wipe my face with a napkin and tell her shes gonna get it. Im chasing her thru a grassy field where we roll around kissing and playing with one another. She is laying on her back and im on top of her. We both are fully clothed just a little bit of kissing and staring into eachothers eyes. We get up holding hands and start walking some more.

The area where we are walking, is now in some sort of garden almost. There are rose bushes and colorful birds flying around. I take a rose and give it to Mila Kunis. She smiles at me and kisses me. I reach in my pocket and pull out my maroon colour maroon moonstone totem and say to her..

"I want you to keep this. This token, will be a reminder of my love for you, and it means that i will always return to you ok?"

(She tears up a bit wiping her eyes)

She nods,
And we hug tightly and i can feel the dream closing in on me and i wake up.


5:15 - 5:35 Am. Did plenty of subconscious training.

Dream #3 Natalia and me take a night out.

Me and Natalia are in a fancy hotel walking downstairs to a lobby it looks night time outside. Natalia is wearing a very lovely dress, it is Red, and she has her hair in a ponytail, and wearing black strappy high heels.

(Me)

"Just relax ok?" It will get taken care of.

"No Q, im fucking tired of relaxing! Shit...it seems like when i do try and relax, something always happens!"

We are now in a limosine on our way to meet with some people. Im wearing a black and white suit, with my hair in a long braided pontail, looking at my reflection in the mirror in the limo.

(Natalia talking)

"You look good ok."

"I should've worn my other suit."

We get out the limo and enter this very fancy looking restaurant. There is classical music playing and me and Natalia have a seat. Some italian men sit down at the table to have dinner with us. They are explaining to us about some men ruining their business or something like that. Me and Natalia take a good long hard look at the pictures.

I only remember frags here. Something about me and Natalia being in a hotel setting up cameras, and hot wiring a car.


Notes: Im not sure if in my 1st dream if that was my Twin flame or not. But the energy that she carried certainly felt strong. I am most happy with all the dreams that i got. I think i may try and stick with what im doin so far to see how this will affect my dreams over the next few nights.