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Ugh so weird.. even for me.

I was on my computer talking casually to my high school ex, A (who I don't dislike, but am not on good terms with/ think of him) and his best friend, B (who was a mutual friend who stayed out of the drama but who I also don't see anymore since he's.. well.. my ex's bff. But no harm done). Anyway, the three of us were chatting on a strange chat program that allowed us to get into each other's itune libraries and play songs from them so all three could listen similtaneously to the chosen song. The boys were choosing music from mine and we all were laughing and joking around like we were the best of buddies. I cannot stress the weirdness of the situation enough, but the dream made it feel so incredibly natural. We were happy and no one else from high school made up our group of friends. Just us three.

In the next fragment I remember, we had met up at some kind of low-lit indoor mall. Scenery was fuzzy, but I could tell we were still having fun together. I can't remember what spurred on the next part exactly, but the next thing I knew, B was flirting with me somewhat. He stopped joking around and looked serious, making the whole lighthearted mood of the dream shift. Then the most bizarre thing happened: he leaned in and kissed me! Even more bizarre, is that my dreamself liked it and was falling for B.

When I was waking up, I still felt some of the lovey-dovey emotions from it. But when I was really awake I was just so shocked and very conflicted (the kid is like a brother, not to mention my ex's friend which is a big no-no). I am honestly not attracted to the real B like that, so what the heck is that dream trying to tell me?

My reaction when I got up = ..............! ... ....!! WTF IS WRONG WITH ME!? (lol )

My dream was this:

So me and a friend made a video called "interview with grandma" It's basically my grandma talking then without warning or reason her head just explodes. The special effect look like there from a old eighties horror film. My fiend was the only who made this happen and doesn't tell me so I'm watching the video and her head explodes scaring the hell out of me. I jump and because it shocked me so bad in my dream it caused me to wake up and completely forget what happened previously in my dream
It was four in the morning when this dream woke me up so I went back to sleep and in my second dream me and my friend become youtube stars because of that video.

I really wish I could remember what I was doing in my first dream before I watched that video because I know it was something epic.

So, last night I had my first ever lucid dream. While I did not anything I wanted to do (not for lack of trying) it was still a pretty trippy experience.

Before I went to bed I had gotten drunk (buzzed, not smashed, but still drunk), and I'm not sure if that actually helped my lucidity, or if it hindered gaining control, or maybe a little of both.
Yesterday was my last day as a sophomore in college, and today was my first day of summer vacation. So, I went to a party last night. I turned 21 five months ago, although including last night I've only been drunk three times in my life.

I also had a job interview at 1 this afternoon. Well, in my dream I "woke up" to discover I had overslept - it was 2 in the afternoon. I start stressing, wondering how I slept through the multiple alarms I had set, which should have had me out of bed no later than 10. I then glance at my clock again, and it's 10:15. Using this to clue me in to the fact I was dreaming, I gain lucidity and attempt to exert some control (and, I'd be a liar if my first attempt at control wasn't to wish a hot celebrity into my bed.. heh). Instead though, everything started spinning and blurring and falling apart, at which point I wake up.

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

Got it? Great! Now grab you a snack, and enjoy reading my dreams.


Dream #1 Fly far away crow.

Im in a spanish neighborhood fighting with some latin dudes about something. One of my old homies from Cali was with me and he told me in spanish to fly away and go someplace safe. I looked at him and told him, Gracias compadre. (Thank you partner)
"Go go, just fly far away from here i got your back homes"
I begin running and felt myself shapeshift into my crow form. I started cawing and flying thru the air, looking for a place to land. I find a nearby fruitstand abandoned, i see a latin man walk away from the fruitstand. I hop up onto the Papaya fruits, take my beak and peck away at the Papayas. I hear the man coming back out and try and get one last peck at the juicy nector of the fruit.
"Hey you pesky crow get outta here!"
He takes a broom and try swatting at me. He misses me, and i laugh at him cawing and flying up to his roof. He stands there just looking at me.
i glance back at the man cawing at him.





Notes: This was the closest song i could find to the music of this next scene of the dream.

I decide to fly off into a store, the doors were left open and there was some salsa music playing. I walk in casually pacing back and forth nodding my head and cawing to the music. A latin woman was laughing at me saying something in spanish i believe it was..(Look at that dancing crow) A man who i believed owned the store got up and tried throwing his shoe at me. He missed, and i cawed at him continuing to dance to this salsa music. Lol, The lady kept laughing and saying something in spanish about me dancing to the salsa music. Finally the latin man gets up with one shoe on and the other off, and picks up a stick, and started walking towards me. I begin running and hopping away with my little bird legs and cawing.

I flew atop a aisle of can goods, just taking my beak and pecking at the cans as they fell off the shelves. Salsa music still playing im nodding my head and cawing the entire time.
The man tries stepping over the can goods, but i fly over to another aisle and begin pecking at more cans as they roll over in his direction. The man tries hopping over the cans but slips in some juice that managed to spill from my mischievious pecks st the cans. The woman literally falls out her chair laughing at what just happened. Meanwhile i fly out of the store cawing looking to create more havoc.

I fly over to some urban community, and some nearby kids thought that it would be funny to start throwing rocks and shit at me. I get hit by one of the rocks, as i did not see it coming..and fly off into a nearby tree. Injured a bit, i rest and wake up from that dream.


4:45 - 4:55 am. Did subconscious training. And plenty of reality checks with my totem.


Dream #2 Pain is pleasure.

Im in the kitchen at my auntie L's house fixing me some snacks. It was a family gathering and everyone was dancing and having a good time. My aunt L wanted me to dance and i told her amybe in a bit, im about to eat. I noticed a older black dude slipping something into one of my cousins drink. I look at him with a fierce cold spine chilling look of stone.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing"!? "Kill that damn music!" The music stops.
I walk up to the man. "I asked you a question, what the fuck are you doing!?"
"Oh was uh..uh..just playing."
"Do i look fucking stupid or somethin to you!? Wha..what you tryna be a comedian or something?"


WARNING!!!
THE FOLLOWING DETAILS MAY BE EXTREMELY GRAPHIC IN NATURE, AND CONTAINS AN EXTREMELY HIGH DEGREE AMOUNT OF VIOLENCE, AND MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN. PARENTAL DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

Spoiler for Very Violent Nature:

I walk up to the man and grab a knife from a nearby table and look at all of my DC family members.
"Close your eyes everyone"
They all cover their eyes.
"You see...im a very peaceful loving person. I don't like hurting people, but just seems like..when you harm something or someone i love..well...you just have to feel suffering at its most extreme degree."
I take the knife and give it to the man.
"Your gonna need that if your about to defend yourself against me."
The man swipes at me and i move back and forth laughing the entire time. I finally grab his arm and pop it out his socket until his collerbone is showing. The man starts screaming and drops the knife. I yell at him.
"CUT ME DAMMIT, CUT ME!!!"
He starts tearing up crying.
"Im trying but my arm hurts!"
I grabbed the man and pull him towards me, shapeshifting into a vampire chick.
"Do you love pain as much as i do? Hmm..the way i see it is...my pleasure is your pain."
I take my nails and pierce him in his stomach. He screams and kneels to the floor.
"Aww..don't tell me you are giving up already hm? I am just getting started."
I shapeshift back into my original form.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Because DCs like you, need to be taught a lesson!" I hear footsteps walking towards me and feel a slight tickle behind my ear. Its Natalia.


(Natalia talking) "Aww..now why would you have all this fun without inviting me Q...hmm? Tell you what..you leave him to me and i will certainly give him pain to his fullest.
Besides...i love hearing a man scream."

I do as i am told. As Natalia is certainly a more viscious form of a projection of myself.

"Mmkay well you two have fun," I noticed all of my family DCs have vanished.
"Oh don't worry...we will."
I walk towards the front door getting ready to exit, when i turn around and notice the man on both of his knees in front of Natalia. She is standing in front of him with both her hands on her hips. She tells the man to kiss her leather boots and to call her Goddess Natalia. The man does it and she tells him is he ready to give her ultimate pleasure. (Surely he is unaware that Natalia gets off on tormenting men) She begins grabbing the knife off of the floor and telling him that his services have been good, but he fails at reaching the requirements to being her slave or something like that. She turns his head the opposite direction from hers, the man lets out his final scream.
"Noo please!"
She takes the knife and slits his throat laughing and moaning in exctasy. the man falls to the floor face first, and Natalia starts Rubbing blood all over herself moaning.

That was enough to wake me up.


7:25 - 7:35 am. Subconscious training.


Final dream: Samina"s next lesson.

Im at my 2nd home in the basement looking thru my dream records. I hear my doorbell ring, i walk upstairs and answer the door.
"Hi Dreamprofesser."
"Well hello Samina, how are you doing today"?
"Good. Um, i just thought i come over today so you can teach me some more new abilties."
"Sure, sure come in sweetheart."
She sets her hello kitty bookbag on the couch in the living room, and we walk downstairs to the basement. Samina is wearing a long sleeve black and white Looney tunes shirt, with some black pants, and black and white converse sneakers. Her hair is curly and in a long ponytail. We get downstairs in the basement and i ask her how is her mom doing.
"She's doing good, just resting up a bit".

"Good. Well ready to get started on your next lesson?"
"YAY!"
She is sitting down on a little stool holding both her arms up smiling.
"Great let me grab your records and start seeing your next lesson."
"Okey dokey, looks like shapeshifting and your usage of totems is next Samina."
"YES!!!!"
She takes her little fist and pumps it into the air. I walk over to my desk and grab her some totems from dresser drawer. I pull out marbles, Jacks, dices, chess pieces, a toy dolphin and a few other items.
"K, which one of these do you want to choose for your next totem?"
"Mmm i want that clear marble with the stars in it."
"Excellent choice Samina."
She nods and i place it in her hand. I head back to my desk and have a seat.
"Ok Samina, whenever your ready."
She nods. She takes her fingers and draws a mirror in the air, i observe and staring. She now makes a huge square shaped mirror and looks at herself in the mirror. She talks to the mirror telling the mirror she wants to become a grown up version of herself. I look and nod my head, she now tells the mirror she wants to become Dreamprofesser.


She now transforms into me wearing my suit attire. She even has my deep base voice! She says..

Spoiler for Dreamprofesser's secret fetish:

"Hi im Dreamprofesser and i like women's feet."

"Mkay thats not funny Samina, turn into someone else."
She laughs, and turns into Wonder woman and starts flexing in the mirror.
"Very good Samina, very good."
She transforms back into herself and i clap my hands and start grading her.
"You did very good Samina, im really proud of you."
"Thank you Dreamprofesser. I want to be as good as you!"
"Aww thank you Samina, that means alot to me." I hug her and tell her that she is really advancing and that she is a very smart little girl. I grade her in my dream records and walk her upstairs and tell her to come see me again soon when she wants to learn something else. She hugs me and i let her out the door. The dream fades and i wake up.


Notes: Im happy that my recall is finally back! I hope that i can become more lucid like this often to continue sharing dreams with others here on DV.

My DC Samina has been a recurring character. She looks to be 7 or 9 and looks arab or possibly indian. She is a very intelligent DC, and i obviously want to train her for various reasons.

Im hoping she can make it more easier for me to navigate thru dreams faster, and help me to seach for different people. =D

I was in a car, driving fast down a road, mountains to my right.
I look to the mountains, and see a huge tsunami wave breaching the top of the mountains. Drive faster, escape.
But suddenly it's all around us, and I see the wave rise like a white wall in front of us, coming down upon us (I don't know who else I was with, maybe a sister).
Black.

I'm talking to someone about the tidal wave. It's coming.
Then I'm in an arcade with balls, throwing, games, lights, colors, quarters.
Playing again and again.

Last night, I had a really amazing, vivid, symbolic dream. First I fell asleep while thinking about my boyfriend and his job. Once I realized the thought had transferred over into a dream, I jolted, "This is a dream now," and woke up, unfortunately.

My most vivid dreams tend to occur at the very end of my sleep cycle, right when I'm about to wake up in the morning.
My body has learned to turn off my cell phone alarm clock before I'm awake enought to consciously register it. I vaguely remember my hands on the phone, turning off the alarm. Then I drop back out and return to finish the dream. It's a real problem, because I was late to work this morning. And I need to go to sleep earlier.

Anyways, my late cycle dream last night/this morning was really memorable. It was about planetary alignment, something I've read or heard about happening in 2012, and the rise of popular collective consciousness, and higher awareness.
It was set in a location in an open area, among a complex of glass houses and colored glass domes with special colored glass statues posted around in a ring. I would transfer from one to the other throughout the dream.
There was either a beach or body of water just beyond the glass house where the viewing spectacle began.
It was a deep, dark night, and the sky was a vast empty void, blacker than any human color imaginable, an inky expanse above my head, and I looked up at it. The stars were brilliant and bright, dotted innumberably throughout the black ceiling, much more than seen in the milky way, and bigger than normal, as if they were closer to our heads.
The planets were due to align that night, and we were all waiting to watch it happen. My stepdad was there, perhaps my entire family; but I don't recall any conversations.
Suddenly they appeared in the sky, off in the distance, over the water, shining and bright, big enough to see the planets themselves with the naked eye. They were smaller at first, but grew from star-sized to real planet size, all in a line together, and earth was somehow in the middle. Sparkling, bright, beautiful in the sky, surrounding with energy amongst the dark black. They shined and pulsated, emanating energy, light, and sparks like fireworks or a sparkler.
Suddenly I saw them in space, floating view along with them, from above, in front, and at an angle. Floating in the black expanse, sparking and pulling together, creating energy and love.
Then I saw them again from Earth, looking up at them in the sky. Turning, spinning, sparking, lighting, growing.
The sky was alive with the biggest stars, streaks of light, sparks and comets, and the line of planets.
I was in the colored glass dome. Then back in the glass house.
One by one, the planets came down to visit us, zoomed down from the sky to twist and rotate right infront of the glass window. At this perception, the planet was the size of a large boulder, but not its real planet-size enormity.
One was Earth itself, I think, or one like it, with blue oceans and green land, clouds and valleys and rivers. We pressed against the glass to look in awe, as it rotated, then turned and zoomed off back into the sky by in its line.
One by one they came down: blue Neptune, Saturn with its rings, a red, potted, scarred Mars, orange Mercury, Uranus, Jupiter, and even tiny, grey Pluto. Some planets were gaseous, not constricted to a size or shape, morphing and free to roam its space. Blue twirls and beautiful hues. Each one came down to give us a good look, then rejoined in its line in the sky.
They continued to spark light and energy, and I became aware of the higher collective consicousness, we were all reaching it there together, rising above our constricted human form of awakeness. It was enlightening, freeing, liberating, lifting, light, energetic, and joyous.
As they settled back into the sky line, they blew up in an explosions of light, energy, sparks, and excitement. It was beautiful, mesmerizing, and terrifying. Like giant fireworks in the sky, comets blazing about, and stars shining ever more brilliant and brightly, it ended.
And that was it.

I have read about 2012 and the planetary alignment, and some people think it's going to cause a higher state of consciousness accross the globe. I'm not sure what I think of that, but I think this dream had a lot of meaning for me.
I'm practicing meditation and focusing my mind on my own sense of self and reality, and figuring out what is consciousness and what is reality for me; so I'm not surprised this dream came now.

Dreamdictionary:

Planet To see a planet in your dream, signifies creativity, exploration, and new adventures. You are trying to align yourself with untapped energies that you never knew you had. Alternatively, to dream of planets, suggests that you are trying to escape from your own waking reality.

Look up the specific planet for additional significance.

Earth
To notice the earth in your dream, indicates that you need to be "grounded" and realistic. Perhaps your sense of stability and security is lacking. Consider the consistency of the earth for additional significance on how you are feeling. If the earth opens or separates, then it represents a project or relationship that you are afraid of falling into.

To see the planet Earth in your dream, signifies wholeness and global consciousness. You are interconnected with the world.

Jupiter
To see Jupiter in your dream, symbolizes creativity, energy, success, optimism, generosity, pleasure and extravagance. The dream may indicate your need to exhibit some of these qualities in your waking life. Alternatively, seeing Jupiter in your dream, indicates your need to expand your knowledge and explore your limits.

Mars
To see Mars in your dream, symbolizes energy, drive, passion, fearlessness and ambition. It also represents war, violence and masculine power.


Mercury
To see mercury in your dream, represents quick movement. You need to speak up first and think it through later. Trust your intuition.

To see the planet Mercury in your dream, symbolizes alertness, awareness, open communication, reason, and versatility. The dream may indicate your need to exhibit some of these qualities in your waking life. You are exhibiting efficiency in your work.


Uranus
To see Uranus in your dream, represents originality, unconventional thinking, independence, freedom, and individualism. You may be rebelling against some situation in your waking life. Alternatively, Uranus indicates that something unexpected is about to occur.


Saturn
To see Saturn in your dream, represents discipline, constraints, and limitations. It is a reflection of your conservative attitude. Alternatively, the dream refers to the cycles of life and how it brings about destruction and rebirth.

Pluto
To see Pluto in your dream, symbolizes death and destruction. You are undergoing a rebirth an a transformation. Your hidden potential will also be unveiled.

Neptune
To see the planet Neptune in your dream, represents inspiration, imagination, and devotion. You may need to show some more compassion and understanding.

Stars
To see stars in your dream, symbolize excellence, success, aspirations or high ideals. You are putting some decision in the hands of fate and luck. Perhaps you are being too "starry eyed" or idealistic. Or the stars may represent a rating system. You are you trying to evaluate a situation or establishment. Alternatively, the stars signify your desire for fame and fortune.

Originally Posted by The Gathering

I was in my shed hanging out smoking some legal weed, when suddenly more and more people began coming over to my house for some reason, wanting to party. We first gathered in the shed, and then the garage when we needed more room. People were talking about all hopping into their cars and going to a certain country road outside of town that recieves almost no traffic and lies at the bottom of a hill. The road is so little travelled that you can smoke weed and drink there with friends for a whole night with no interruptions. I missed backroading it since I quit smoking weed, so I wanted to go. But I didn't... I couldn't get all those people to come with me. So I went to the shed, where one girl was watching T.V. I looked at her, then looked around the room. Half-rolled blunts, roaches, all kinds of incriminating trash. I got pissed, and began cleaning it all up. I went outside to smoke, and out of nowhere it starts raining hard. So hard that I find myself swimming around in a giant puddle with some other folks....End of dream.

Originally Posted by Dream Fragment and Lucidity[/quote

Lucid Moment:
I was in the parking lot of the old apartment building that I lived my freshman year in high school. I was laying on the asphalt when a female figure came to me and began talking. I looked up at the apartment building, and then I began to think...
"I don't live here anymore... I lived here five years ago. I live in Texas now... This can't be, unless... It's a dream!" *Reality check*. "By gods, it is a dream... And I know it's a dream... Lucid dream... So just stay calm and think of something to do... Where would I go if I could go anywhere?" I settled on Chicago, closed my eyes and imagined Chicago. The dream became unstable and I moved on to the next dream.

Dream Fragment:
I was in a house with a family. The family wasn't mine... I remember something about the house having been designed by me... It was almost as if I was building the house as I dreamt. Which rises suspicion as to whether or not I was lucid during this time...

Originally Posted by The Cars

I was hanging with friends, when I walked outside and looked in the driveway. In the driveway was my father's truck, my stepmom's lincoln navigator, and my truck. Everything is as usual... Except this time around, my stepmom's navigator was towing a brand new camper, and I had one more car than usual. Behind my truck, was parked a white, crew cab 1993 Ford F-350XL with a utility shell. The same truck I owned in high school. I was excited, because I hadn't driven my old truck in so long - and excited at the prospect of owning my newer and nicer truck, while still being able to roll around in my old truck and work on it and the likes. So - I did what anyone would do in this circumstance! I hopped in and went on a joy-ride! It was bad-ass... Purely awesome times...

Some notes on the dreams:
This lucid moment was the longest and clearest moment of lucidity I've ever experienced. I was able to find out that I was in a dream, and stay within the dream for a few moments to think about it. It was awesome. Also, I noticed that my non-lucid dreams seemed to be a bit "Semi-lucid"... In that I was somehow still in control, but not aware that it was a dream. I think my lucidity may have transferred into my non-lucid dreams, giving me enhanced control of the situations... Also, I noticed that dream elements were heavily reliant on things that had happened in my real life the past few days.
For instance:
1. Me talking to my friend about how much his 1993 ford reminds me of my old ford, and that I would love to get a chance to drive my old truck again.
2. Me bitching about how people always left evidence of weed in my shed after smoking at my house.
3. Me reminiscing about smoking on the back roads.

im at my friend josh's house watching my older bro play a new game. his game character was some chick with a katana sword and pistol. we talk about the game and how her aim sensitivity is slower with the pistol equipped. things get fuzy and i reappear in his driveway. my dad is there and he is getting out of his truck, before he gets out I go behind josh's garage to piss. my dad finds me after im done pissing. he is concerned about all the video games ive been playing and how late I will stay out, I say about 8-9 unless my friends can stay longer, then I would be late. I try to calm him down and be reasonable with him. he is acting weird tho. everytime I look directly in his direction, he moves to the left or right of me. I ask him if he is okay, and I get worried he is having some health problems. I ask him if he sees lights or dots. like hes having a seizure or something. I tell him we should sit down over on josh's porch chairs. as we begin to talk he disappears and I walk into josh's kitchen through the porch door. he is wearing grey sweat pants and a grey shirt. he says something to me, like he is going to take a shower real quick or something. as I walk through his house i get a flashback of a party he had. im surrounded by people, we are all drunk and most of us are lying on the floor like me. and there is some guy bragging about all these rings and earrings he stole or something. he starts throwing them around to show us. I take 3 and put them in my pocket. I didnt really want to steal them, I remember thinking I would gladly give them back if someone asked for them. I come back from my flashback and im back on josh's porch. I start to remember that someone said whoever has the stolen rings dies suddenly. I reappear on josh's room talking to him. i show him the rings and he starts to freak out. he runs away from me and jumps from 1 part of his roof to another. I follow him. im stuck between a corner on his roof. there is a girl behind me trying to help me up, and josh is frightened by the girl. metal music starts to play for some reason. its a girl screaming "DIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" with some guitar in the background, but not much drums playing. I beg josh to help me up and show the rings to him again and lay them on the side of his roof. I slip a little and have a strange flashback to my facebook page. I see a picture of darian crying with a red cloth stuffed in her mouth and she was tied up. It still didn't make sense to me. I come back to and try to pull myself up. I give up on asking josh to help me and take the girl's hand. as im pulled up I am awakened.

im assuming the girl helping me up was the killer and the girl screaming "DIE!" from the music.

I've been really lazy about logging DJ entries and checking others lately, but I'm trying to get back into it now, starting with these dreams from the past week or so. I got lucid four times despite smoking lots of weed, too!

April 28th

#1 - Unemptiable Mouth RC [DILD]

I was hanging out at the house of this kid AB who I knew in high school, except it was actually my house and we were hanging out in my parents' bedroom. It was just us and some random people, and AB apparently smokes weed now (which would NEVER happen in real life). I can't remember much of this part, but I know we got a pizza and we finished it but I still wanted more, so I said I was going to head out and get some since everyone else wanted to go somewhere else. At the door when I was getting ready to go I noticed that RE was with us as well. Now first of all, the way I was thinking of this was that AB, RE, and I all lived in my same neighborhood, and AB and I each lived in mirror copies of the same house. There's a street that extends directly out from my house, and in this dream the whole neighborhood was just symmetrical around this one street, so on the other side would be my house again, the one that's actually my house. Yes.... RE also lived on the other side but one street over, so we decided to walk home together. I realized that this was my first time seeing him since he got signed to a label for one of his latest songs (which actually happened in waking life), so I congratulated him for it. Instead of taking the symmetrical street we went to the next one over and started walking down it, and somehow it turned into a huge bazaar with lots of restaurants intermixed in it. RE went to stand in line to get some food, but I just sat down at a small table not far from him. Suddenly my mouth started seeming very full of chewed up food and it was really starting to bug me, it seemed like no matter how much more I chewed up and swallowed there was always the same amount still in my mouth, so I started just spitting it out on the table and it still wouldn't reduce in volume. O's mom suddenly showed up out of nowhere and sat down at the table with me, and I felt embarrassed because I couldn't say anything. I pointed to my mouth and made a weak gesture and she nodded, it looked like she was chewing something too. I went back to my annoyance and started getting really upset about it, thinking "This only happens when... I'm dreaming." The area has suddenly become a 7-Eleven-like store, and I get up excitedly and say to a DC a couple of times that I'm dreaming, to which he grumbles "Yeah, I heard ya the first time!" and walks off trying to mind his own business. I just flew around the store a little bit and tried to use the windows to teleport myself, but it didn't really work. After enough bouncing around, the dream faded. I woke up without moving and with my eyes still closed, so I thought about attempting a DEILD, but then I got antsy and decided I'd rather remember this dream for sure instead since it was my first lucid in a while.

#2 - Cute High School Guy [DILD]

I saw this girl... wow, her name would also be AB, I didn't foresee this problem. >w< Anyway, AB and this guy T whose last name initial I don't know, were walking around my old high school where I ran into them. It seems that they still go to high school despite the fact that they're also celebrating T's 23rd birthday, and it appears as if they're dating. T starts asking me to do something for him involving a bridge and digging but I can't remember exactly what now, though I agree to do it at the time. There was also talk of a monster...? Anyway, I start walking down one of the school hallways and see some black lagoon-type humanoid monster just standing there, and lazily think "I'm dreaming." I fly down the hallway and there was some cute guy standing there. I landed and the dream started fading a little bit, and I told him to hug me because I needed to stabilize. He did and I grabbed his ass while he was doing it. :3 After that, I took my glasses off for some reason and everything got really blurry. Wonderful move, me.... I put them back on but it didn't help anything, so I just gave up trying to save the dream and let it fade away.

April 29th

Dream Fragment - "D's house base, McDonald's food drug makes you full, K, aunts S and D."

Dream Fragment - "A's boyfriend drive to movie dad meets us turn into M SSRI serotonin control dopamine M burped by boyfriend by being thrown into the air hilarious everyone so happy, dave1701 doing SSRI presentation, among others."

Negligent Sisters [Non-Lucid]

I had sisters (I'm an only child in waking life) that I normally forgot about because I never saw them, at least a few. I claimed that the last time I'd see any of them was around 15 years ago. J was over (and refusing to shut the door to my room no matter how many times I told him to) and getting to know them before coming into my room to wake me up in the morning, having spent the night. He talks about my sisters and I said if he was getting to know them then he probably knows them better than I do, and I'm obviously feeling a little dejected. He starts talking about how he'll have to take me home soon because he has stuff to do during the day, and I'm like "What the fuck? I'm already home....", and suddenly we can't remember who drove him over. I look out front and neither of our cars are there so I start getting a little concerned, but then I wake up.

April 30th

Waiting For Class To End [Non-Lucid]

I was doing some really bizarre worksheet in a high school class and then I got up to stand at the door with this girl A who's last name I forget. We could hear some kids yelling funny stuff with a musical track playing on the other side of the door, and we start making fun of it and I do a little dance that makes A laugh. We eventually pushed the door open to hear the music and I recognized it at the time but I forgot when I woke up.

May 1st

#1 - Horny Teacher [Non-Lucid]

This girl who I don't know wants me to help her go to the game store (which is apparently anti-Jew ) at some vacation spot, I don't remember exactly where. The store ends up being a medicine store owned by my old Chinese class teacher. He tries speaking to me in Chinese and I don't understand him, but I don't need to to pick up on his incredibly lewd gestures. I laugh weakly and the girl and I leave (oh, also, I lost a sandal right outside the store and magically had it back on when we left), and then we see the actual game store we meant to go to. As we're walking in we look at each other and back at the medicine store and I say "Pervy old man."

#2 - Transporting Bodies [DILD]

I was helping a group of people transport bodies in bags into a truck being driven by a fake cop that's behind some huge house. The people weren't dead though, just unconscious. One of the bodies was actually melanieb, and I saw her sneak a quick glance before pretending to be knocked out again as she was put into a bag. I finally finish taking all the bags over and then walk out to the front of the house and become lucid. I try to make all the windows in the house suddenly shatter but it isn't really working, so instead I fly up to the roof and lay on my stomach and feel the brick texture, and I was intenting to make something of it but then I woke up.

May 2nd

Spa Adventures [DILD]

There was a lot of dream leading up to this, but most of it is blurry in my memory. I was at some kind of resort hotel/apartment all by myself, and I went out to a room that was supposed to be like a private spa tub room. I got in the tub and was enjoying myself, but was also somewhat afraid that someone was going to break into my apartment, for whatever reason, but after I got up and locked the door to the spa room I stopped worrying about that. I looked around and noticed that there were no walls in the room, in fact the huge hotel building was built in a square design with all of the spa tub rooms directly on top of and under each other and all facing inwards in the square, so I could actually see lots of other people using their tubs as well. It was mostly girls, but some guys too. I became a bit concerned for my own privacy, but then figured that I'm already looking at everyone else, so, eh. Across from me and to the left a bit I saw a creepy guy looking straight at me, with some weird woman crawling around like an animal next to him. I tried to act like I hadn't seen him but it was too late, he yelled to her to get me, and she jumped all the way over to my tub and cornered me. She's reaching into my forehead and I'm freaking out, but she says "I'm just prying open your third eye so that you...." Well, there was more, but that part's a secret. Sorry! So I say "Oh, okay!" When she finishes opening my third eye, I'm suddenly standing in one of the hotel/apartment rooms again, and I think to myself that that was pretty crazy was just happened, it must have been some kind of hallucination or something. I happily walk off, but quickly become suspicious, so I do a noseplug RC for the first time ever in a dream. Holy crap, it works! Now I know what it's like to breath through my nose when it's pinched shut. I fly out through the window until I end up at some pool area where there are what seems to be a few random employees and a Chinese man and his daughter (?). I had a lot of energy so I was just yelling gibberish at them like usual and repeating stabilization mantras to myself, which seemed to work pretty well. The man and his daughter started getting into a fight so I flew off and started traveling down different hallways in the main hotel building. A thought suddenly occurs to me that if I'm dreaming now then maybe what happened was I fell asleep in the tub and the woman opening my third eye was hypnagogic imagery, and now I'm slowly drowning there in my sleep. I freaked out a bit but finally managed to "wake myself up".

False Awakening - Ah, safe at last, back in the spa tub. Happiness sets in, then suspicion. Noseplug RC. Damn it! Oh well. Totally forgetting about my imagined danger, I fly off and hover around the other floors' spa rooms. One pretty much directly below me is occupied by three very gorgeous and very naked women just chilling in their tub, and I was intent on joining them. X3 But then I woke up. D: Damn it!

I remember being invited to a humongous party/slumber party with a ton of people in an apartment. Like the whole building. Even their parents came.

After everyone got there, the apartments looked like they were all filled up with furniture (the building was empty when we got there). Inside the building on each floor, the apartments were divided, with a wide hallway in between them; like a mall layout only the stores were rooms.

After a while, everyone got settled and people were going from room to room chatting. I remember meeting a boy (I think it was a boy, but he acted like this girl at my school who always wants attention, but he wasn’t “gay”) and he would always get into trouble. He was known for deceiving people and lying to them.

I tried to befriend him, but after a while, he started to sneer at me, and backed away, smirking. I asked him what the problem was. He said he didn’t like me and to go away (or something like that). All sad, I just retreated back into my room.

A few minutes later, he came back and apologized. He said that he didn’t mean it. I just agreed, and we walked around meeting people together for a while.

Morning came, and we had to pack up. It was like renovations; all the plastic needed to be put back on everything, and for some reason we were going to put plastic over the whole building; as I didn’t see windows, only see through plastic.

As we were packing up, I asked the boy if he could help me with something real quick. He came over, took one look, and walked away. “I have no idea who you are!” He yelled.

I just stood there, with a puzzled expression on my face. What just happened?
Oh well, he’s just stupid.

That’s really all I remember.

I had a lucid dream tonight. There doesn't seem to be anything triggering it. There might be something I'm missing. I was thinking about dreaming when falling asleep. I also tried waking up during the night again. I thought about getting up and checking the time, but then I just fell asleep again.

I'm walking with two people in a completely different story line, don't remember anything about it. There are three women sitting on a bench in a hall. Two men, one with a gun, are standing next to them. I think they are slaves being transported. I sit down next to them, and now I'm one of the slaves.

The men move us to a room. There's three of them now, and one of them goes away. I think for a while, and then get a change to grab the gun from the guard. I fire a couple of shots to the wall and order them to a corner. Then I think for a while about the situation and the guards try to talk me into giving them the gun. I fire a couple more shots to the wall. The pullets are nails and the gut has turned into a nail gun.

I decide the best course of action is to flee and, flailing the gun around, go trough a door to the balcony. I get the feeling that I'm dreaming. I try this out by flying. I jump over the railing. Then I say it out loud, "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming". It sounds like it's coming from everywhere, echoing. But It's my voice, and it's clear.

Now that I think about it, maybe jumping of the balcony on the third floor is not the optimal reality check. In real life I wouldn't have been able to get over the railing in one jump though.

I fly forward a bit, hanging over the middle of the yard. The guards have come down and are standing on the yard, looking. I want to fly higher but can't. Then I remember one should stabilize the dream, so that I don't get too excited. I close my eyes and rub my hands together. The feeling is clear. Then I open my eyes. I'm still just hanging there.

I try to fly higher, but it's still not working. I cheat a bit, using the wall to push myself up. I get on the ceiling. I look around and see a black sky. I open my eyes and wake up. I'm a bit surprised that I'm completely conscious and there doesn't seem to be much of a transition, I just open my eyes.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]So, this dream is rather long and involved, though detailsare going to be hard to come by. I have not included even half of the visualdetail that I can recall from this dream, which remains clear despite not beingrepresentative of places in the real world.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The initial setting appears to be in the house of mychildhood best friend though I believe the dream began long before the firstscene I can recall. I walk from the hallway into the living room and I thoughtI heard someone in the house say there were wasps in the room. Posh, I thought,and headed over to the window. I think I bumped into the hive, a structurehanging in the window like a misshapen bee hive but filled with large wasps.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I possibly attempted to close the window or the bump startedthings, but either way the wasps were mad and began to swarm out of their hive.I immediately turned tail and began yelling and herding everyone to the back ofthe house, towards the back bedrooms. Wasps were not far behind.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m not sure how many people were around, somewhere betweenfour and twelve, I think. I got everyone to go into the bedroom to the right,knowing that it had a connecting passage in the loft to the other bedroom if weneeded the space. Everyone was beginning to catch their breath though I wasstill alert, and I noticed one wasp had managed to enter the room with us. Itwas flying around and didn’t seem too interested in stinging anyone, yet itclearly needed to die.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]FWAP! Someone swatted it out of the air and onto the floor.Its legs were wiggling around in the air and the wasp curled its head towardsits abdomen, as if it was trying to sit up. Someone said I should stab it andkill it, so I picked up a nearby nail and prepared to plunge it in, a maniacalfeeling of power coursing through me. I brought the nail down and ran it intothe body of the wasp. The nail stuck in, but the wasp was still alive, and Iworried that it was suffering. Perspective altered a little and the wasp seemedbigger, and I seemed smaller, though just for the moment as I pushed the naildeeper into the wasp’s body, piercing its exoskeleton and driving it through tothe carpet bed.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Details of my work are somewhat fuzzy, though I can recallbeing tired and put out at the end of an eight-hour shift. I was sweaty also,and I can’t imagine why. This is the moment when I should have been ready to gohome, but instead I was led by someone to an adjacent warehouse-style buildingwhich housed the industrial aspects of the company. I was told I was needed tohelp get work done there.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Inside the building were large machines powered by equallylarge motors, all connected by piping and conduits hanging overhead and paintedblue. The noise from these machines was quite loud, though I was still able tohear voices properly. The room itself was cavernous, impressively large forsuch an operation, and filled wall-to-wall with equipment of various kinds. Thesetup reminded me of jobs I had at a couple of my previous companies, which wasprobably why they wanted my assistance.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]All large loads were moved by either forklift or palletjack, and I knew how to operate both. I wanted to show my skills to my unknownsupervisor so I grabbed one of the pallet jacks and stood on the forks,propelling myself down the hall using one foot. As I approached the drop-offfrom the warehouse level to the parking lot below, I made a sharp left turn andbrought the jack to a stop right at the edge, demonstrating that I couldmaneuver it with expert skill. I was smiling but it only lasted a moment.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Off to my right was the parking lot that ran between thewarehouse I was in and the building I had been working in just a little whilebefore. A group consisting mainly of children was being led up to the warehouseto help with the work, though I couldn’t imagine why they would want children.The lot looked dejected and moved slowly. Clearly none of them had any interestin working.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The group was brought inside and led to a number of worktables with chairs all around them. On the tables were components and suppliesfor assemblage, parts to some unknown item that I never examined closely. Ifeel like there were art supplies also, so the children could color, as thoughtheir artistic creations were some form of work. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I skated around the room on the pallet jack a bit andexamined some of the machinery as best as I could. It was an impressive setup,and I have always been somewhat fascinated by machinery and pumping equipment.I was familiar with some of the machinery but not with the actual industrialprocess occurring there. The building interior was a lot cleaner than any ofthe ones I had ever been in.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I headed back towards the front area of the warehouse whereI had entered initially. Some of the men were storing equipment and palletjacks right in front of the loading doors and the exit door also. I knew thiswas going to be a problem for the morning crew which would have to move allthat equipment to begin work unloading supplies from arriving trucks. It was also a fire hazard.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I went looking for the supervisor-in-charge, and found hertowards the back of the building, in a hurry to leave. She was a tall woman,skinny, with curled hair that hung just below the shoulders. Her appearancesuggested she was in her late 40’s, like an uglier Sarah Jessica Parker if thatis possible. Her clothes were clearly not suited for a manufacturing floor, adress suit and white heels which enhanced the sickly paleness of her skin.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“We really shouldn’t store all that equipment and thosepallet jacks in front of the exit and loading doors. It creates more work inthe morning when shipments need to be unloaded, and it makes it harder foreveryone to leave today.” I said this in an urgent yet polite tone.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“We could take all the jacks and line them up in a row alongone side of the path between rows of equipment,” I continued. “This would makeit easy to grab a jack as it is needed and wouldn’t block any doors.” I was inmy element now, and probably as lucid as I could get.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The woman clearly did not want to entertain my idea and wasin a hurry to leave, so I added, “Having them in front of the exit is a majorfire hazard, and if one of the big bosses were to come in and see that heprobably wouldn’t like it; Even more so if the facility were to get inspected.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I don’t care. I want them there.” She was short with thisresponse, and as soon as she said it she fled down the back stairs and on intoanother part of the building, presumably towards her exit. Something was wrong,and I couldn’t believe I had failed to persuade her.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I went back up to the front of the building and found mydaughter. She was asking me how long we needed to stay, and I told her I didn’tknow.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Turning slightly I asked someone how much longer I needed towork, and they said, “Until you’re 40!” [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I wasn’t sure if this meant I needed to work to that age, orstay until I reached that age, or if it was merely an odd reference to 40 hoursper week. The man’s laughter didn’t help, and all the children working in theplace still bothered me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I decided the best course was simply to take my daughter andgo home.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in south Austin in my dream, and I drive to somewherealong MoPac, west of Barton Creek, near the mall and Temple Inland. I thinkthis might be where I visited the Daycare Center initially, though I’m not surewhy. I believe I was taking my daughter to school, though if this was true I’vegone way too far west of the actual school. I do know that my thoughts are thatit’s okay to leave the car here because I can just walk across the greenbelt toget home; I’ve done it before in my life.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m still in the center when Grandma and Grandpa show up.Grandma is crying, and she says it’s because she is sad that children aregrowing up! I know she means that she misses when my daughter was little, andit is really affecting her. Tears are pouring down her cheeks and she isbawling like a baby. Grandpa is standing nearby ready to offer her a tissue butI never see him do anything but stand there with his hand on her shoulder.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]My dream transports me home, and when I arrive I find my sonis still home. I ask him why he didn’t go to school and he tells me that hedidn’t want to and no one made him so he stayed home. I get a little mad and make him get dressedbecause I’m going to take him to school.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Around this time I have a random discussion with someoneabout where Shoal Creek is. Someone is saying a certain development is on thesouth side of the river because that’s where Shoal Creek is, but I arguelucidly that Shoal Creek is on the north side of the river, and I conjure a mapfrom my mind that displays Austin very accurately. I zoom in on the map andshow them the location of Shoal Creek on the north side of the river betweenLamar and the First Street bridge. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I take my son to school by some unknown means (recall my caris still somewhere west of MoPac) and drop him off, though the school doesn’tappear in my dream. From here I made my way to a daycare center behind theschool where a birthday party for some kid was going on. We didn’t know the kidand he wasn’t in school with my daughter, yet we were welcomed anyway. This isodd because I had already taken my daughter to school yet I feel her presencein the dream.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Walking to the back area of the daycare I find myself on aneighborhood street about two blocks north of the center. This is where theparty is occurring. I look around and see many of the neighborhood streets areblocked off at this intersection, and I wonder what the people in the areathink about that, not being able to access half the neighborhood. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Blue streamer is draped across each intersection and alongthe cross streets, limiting the party area to the one long block I am on. Awoman is nearby setting up party decorations and punch. I approach her.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look at the nearby houses and notice that no one isaround. The streets are quiet, there are no cars driving around, no peoplewalking dogs, and all the homes seem empty. Driveways are notably unoccupiedand some homes have the windows taped up with brown paper. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]A brief thought crosses my mind that with so many peopleabsent it would be a good time to try breaking into a house or two. It wouldn’tbe difficult with so few people around, no one to see what happens at night.This thought passes quickly.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My view of the neighborhood shifts and I find myself flyinglow over one of the streets to the west, and while the flying did not triggerlucidity at first, what I notice next does. Right in the middle of theneighborhood is a small building, no bigger than a small house, made ofcinderblocks and windows. The windows are covered up with newspaper to keepprying eyes from seeing inside, and there is a sign above the door running thewidth of the building.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Oh wow! It’s SkinnyButts! I have always wanted to go toSkinnyButts!” [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I thought about sticking around, or going inside andspending some time there, but I know I can’t be gone too long so I leave to goback to the birthday party.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At the party there is cake for the kiddos, chocolatestickiness on their faces and hands. The adults are eating cake and chili, anitem not normally found at a birthday party. I watch, thinking that someone isgoing to get sick.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I head towards the front office, thinking I better get mydaughter and head out. On the way I pass a cat standing next to a refrigerator(which I later realize looks just like the one in my home) and as I walk by thecat throws up exactly as the people had, as though a hose were inside the catspewing brownish liquid. I thought, “What kind of asshole lets a cat eat chili?”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At the front office I walk up to the man operating the frontdesk and phone. I’m about to tell him I’m going to take my daughter home but I noticehe is on the phone. I instead turn to my daughter’s backpack and begin lookingfor paper and a pen. I spend the next two minutes trying to legibly write mymessage, and then I add that the chili is bad and no one should eat it. Thistwo minutes is tedious as writing legibly in a dream isn’t always easy, yetsomehow I finally managed it.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The office Barry White finally gets off the phone and Ireach over to hand him the note when suddenly he throws up! I couldn’t believeit! It got all over the floor and his pennyloafers, though he managed tocontain most of it to a small waste basket.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I guess I don’t need to tell him about the chili,” I think,and retract the note. I decide not to bother him as he seems occupied with hisown issues. Instead, I walk down a hall perpendicular to the one I have beenin, and along the front of the building. Here I find my daughter playing with anumber of other children along some carpeted risers and multi-level play areas.I ask her if she wants to head home, and then decide she can stay if she wantsto because there are a number of adults I trust nearby. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk out of the building and over to some nearby benches,and I realize I am in front of my son’s middle school. Various people arenearby hanging out, playing Frisbee and cutting classes. I talk to a Koreanmale who I believe to be in college though he has the youthful appearance ofsomeone in high school. He is friendly and chatty, and mentions that after theparty he and some friends are going to head over to SkinnyButts. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I find myself in a dilemma. My intention had been to go getthe car, which is still on the south side of the river along MoPac…but I wantto go to SkinnyButts as I have never been there before. I ponder how long itwould take to get the car; I could walk across the river and head down thefreeway and get the car, or I could walk across and then wait for a cab to takeme. I decide that either one would take just as long, considering the wait timefor cabs to show up, so I’m still stuck. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I meet a man who takes care of the cosmos named Donovan. Heis tall and thin, with a sunken face and long nearly-white hair, and he is VERYimportant. He is dressed in a white robe made of a thin cottony material whichappears old and tattered. The cloth dangles around his feet, and he sports apair of leather sandals. At some point I think he may have been carrying awhite staff.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Behind him is a scene out of a sci-fi movie, or perhaps afantasy picture on the web. Colors stretch out behind him towards a black void,and I believe he does not exist in normal time or space.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He speaks to me, but the only thing I recall is that he iscalled Donovan, and he is VERY important to the Universe. I have the impressionthat others know of him and his importance, but who these others might be isnever revealed in the dream.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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My family and I are in transition, we are moving into a new house.

(IRL: We all live separately, until recently, my sister moved in with my mom to save money and find a job closer to mom)

My mom is showing me around, we enter what she intends to be my room.. It’s small and resembles the room I once had as a child. The walls are primarily blue in color and painted with an intricate zig zag design. I express resistance (without words) because I associate it with a room I had when I was a kid.. I feel like I should be moving forward in life rather than moving back. Mom left the room, a little deflated as if to say “I give up”. I walk up to the wall and see up close just how much effort had gone into the elaborate paint job. Suddenly, I understand that it was my mom who painted it for me. I feel bad for hurting her feelings. The colours up close are light blue, and silver, and yellow, and dark blue. Within the lines are intricate patterns and textures and I feel appreciation for my mom. I see there is a nicely made bed in the room and a dresser. On the outside wall there is a mid sized window, which looked out onto the back yard. The backyard is small but has a beautiful tree and a little garden with a red wheel barrow next to it. This room is actually quite lovely.

I leave and go to see what is meant to be my parents’ room across the hall. It is huge, and has wooden beams on the ceiling. It’s empty and extremely dirty. The floors are wooden and unfinished. There are dry leaves in the corners of the room. I look to the windows which are at the top of the wall touching the ceiling, and realized that this part of the house was under ground. I imagine the house is built into a hill. The windows look into wells, which are dirty metal, and full of leaves. As I walk further into the room I see the glass is no longer there, and so this explains where all the leaves came from. The closet doors are missing, and inside they are empty. I feel like there is door to an attic in there but never actually see it myself. This room has a lot of potential to be really beautiful but it has not been cared for in a long time. I wonder where my sister’s room is so I leave to go find it.

I see that there are only 2 bedrooms and my sisters bed is made up in the middle of the living room (not touching any walls, literally in the middle) It is a double sized mattress on top of planks of wood. On top lays fresh bed linens with yellow and orange blankets. And a fluffy pillow.

Mom really loves us. She gives us so much more than we realize. Even now she still puts us before herself.

Suddenly I become really tired. I want to go to sleep now but I can’t, I have to go to school. Wait a second? What school? Highschool? Ahhhg I have to go back to high school?! FUCK! I thought I was finished with that? I can’t believe this, I’m 27 years old, living with my parents and I haven’t even finished highschool. Negative self talk commences and I start asking myself stuff like "when did I become such a loser. Why have I let so much time pass?! It’s my fault that my life sucks. It’s my own carelessness that has gotten me into this mess. What am I going to do now?"

I decide not to go to class that day. I know I cant afford to lose any more time, but I don’t care. I've decided I’m going to spend the day sleeping.



Ok so this “forgetting to finish highschool” has become a repeating theme in my dreams. As soon as my dream takes this sort of turn I become overwhelmed with feelings of panic, worry, fear…Like I’m in a nightmare. I assume it has a lot to do with my birthday coming up. I tend to get life path related anxiety when my birthday grows near. “What am I doing with my life, why am I so far behind, why didn’t my past self give a crap about where I’d be in the future?” can very much be applied to me in my waking life. (Although I did graduate highschool and completed some college)

When I woke up I looked at the clock and it had only been 3 minutes since my alarm went off. Confirming my suspicion that my inner clock moves WAAAAAAAAY faster when I sleep.