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I remember most of my dreams, I'm not sure whether I should think of it as something grateful or unlucky.

I've been practicing the art of lucid dreaming for the past month now. I've been having intense hypnagogia/sleep paralysis because of it. Every time I experience hypnagogia it's always so stressful for me. Before I become hypnagogic I always have a dream that I am just living my daily life when suddenly something goes wrong; For instance: I try turning on the lights in my room but they won't turn on and the room becomes dark, or in worst cases once I saw my brother hanging from the bathroom ceiling with blood everywhere, or suddenly I am talking to my friend and her skin starts melting, or once I opened my closet door and inside was pitch black and I heard some demonic voices yelling at me so I got annoyed and yelled back saying "f*ck you, you're hella annoying" and flipped him off (but then what ever it was got really angry and screamed at me). Anyways, after something goes wrong I go into sleep paralysis/hypnagogia. It gets pretty intense and scary sometimes but now I'm just really annoyed.

I realized after studying about lucid dreaming, dreaming and sleep paralysis, that it is nothing but a dream and now when I have nightmares I am able to control the bad situations and even the unsettling events that occur in my dream before sleep paralysis.
So yeah, if any of you have sleep paralysis/hypnagogia don't be afraid! You are just merely asleep and your mind shut itself off from your voluntary muscles so you don't hurt yourself while you move about in your dream. But you are still able to move your fingers and toes, so if you ever want to wake up just keep wiggling your fingers and toes and your mind will realize that you are conscious and you will wake up. Or try taking deep breaths because doing so will trigger your mind to realize you are not sleeping because your breathing patterns are different from your sleep breathing patterns!

Anyways, on to my first lucid dream..

I've been trying to make a habit of checking whether I was dreaming or not even in reality so that I might habitually do it in my dreams as well. What I do is, I plug my nose and shut my mouth and take a deep breath. Obviously in real life that is not physically possible, but I read somewhere that when you do it in your dreams, you can breathe even though both of your airways are shut. I've read that doing this in your dream state would induce one to become lucid. So after much practice, I had my first lucid dream about 2 weeks ago.

I was standing in the middle of an empty road and I did my reality check and what do you know! I became conscious that I was dreaming! Since it was my first time I became so excited I started telling everyone around me that I was dreaming (apparently this is normal for newbie lucid dreamers). I found it so spectacular that I could finally be lucid. I ran around and went up to random people (for some reason i dream of people I've never met before) and told them I was dreaming and that they were merely made up people in my mind. After calming down (thank goodness I didn't wake up), I walked in front of a white honda civic. I wanted to test my ability to control time. So I exclaimed to the man inside of the car to come out and shoot me with a gun. He looked at me kinda funny and didn't respond. I told him again that I was dreaming and that I needed to test time control so he HAD to come out and shoot me with a gun. He shrugged and came out of the car. I was so excited. He pointed the gun at me and shot.
It was amazing, at first it seemed like the bullet was coming at me at lightning speed, but only for a second. I then managed to slow the bullet down into ultra slow motion. I tried to pinch the bullet in between my fingers but failed. I told him to shoot at me again and the same thing happened. I did it a couple more times but with no success. Kinda bummed out I walked away and thought about what else I should do in my dream. I started to make my own music/beat and had it playing all over the entire city as if the music was coming from the sky! It was a pretty damn good beat too, I told myself to try and remember it when I wake up.
As I was walking down the street listening to my music, I created a cannabis store so I could experiment to see if I could get high in my dream. They had weed with a transparent-like rainbow glow to it. I took a few hits and continued walking down the street. I felt buzzed but not high.
I ran out in the middle of the street (there were no cars) and spun around 3 times to see if I would land in another dimension. Mission failed, and I slowly felt the dream falling apart. I tried focusing on my hands but ended up leaving my current dream.
All of a sudden I was in my bed. Everything was really bright. I did my reality check again and immediately became lucid.
I wanted to see if I could control having sex in my dreams.
I thought of my boyfriend and he appeared but looked different. He seemed much skinner than he is now and he did not seem too happy to see me. He wasn't intimate at all and was being cold and blunt. I was sad at first but realized he was only a projection and just a shade of my real boyfriend.

Then I woke up.

The beginning of this dream stemmed from real life, where a friend and I were waiting outside of another friend's house in a car. It was dark outside as it was well beyond 9 PM. All of a sudden, another car pulled up on the other side of the street, but still a bit out of sight. It sat there for a moment doing absolutely nothing and my friend and I got scared. That is until the person checked their mail and promptly drove off -_-;

So the dream begins in much of the same way, with the same friend and I in our other friend's neighborhood at night. The difference is that we're walking down the street instead of waiting in a vehicle. As we're walking, I get the strange feeling that something is behind us. On cue, my friend says "Don't look, but somebody's following us I think" and I attempt to catch a glimpse of this person from the corner of my eye and without alerting him or her. The person is shrouded in shadows so I have no idea who he or she is or what they even look like. I turn around and focus on hurrying away without looking too suspicious. But then I get that hair-raising feeling and I know without looking that this stranger is running up behind me. I can feel him on my back and I tense as I see my friend's face morphing in horror. He looks as if he's seen the most horrific thing ever, or as if he can see my life ending before his eyes. The person grabs me in a choke hold from behind. Before I can even react or fend him off, he plunges a knife into my lower back. Fear and sheer panic are flooding through me. I don't even get the chance to scream as he brings the knife around to my throat and jerks it across cleanly, slitting my throat. At that point I don't know if I died in the dream or not because I woke up right after it was over.

I've been having this dream with some alterations since I was twelve. Small things have changed, like how I and some other characters look in it, but it has more or less been static since it began. I have it once a week, and I had it when I went to sleep last night.

The dream starts with me standing outside a cathedral looking up at it. It is built with white marble, and shines under a noonday sun. All around the cathedral is nothing but a peaceful meadow, with a single dirt path running to the doors of the church and seemingly stretching out forever behind me. My shoes are caked with mud, I run a hand over my face and feel that I've let my facial hair become overgrown, and I'm carrying a bag slung over my shoulder. As I continue to look at the church, I begin to hear a hymn of sorts. It's slow, low in tone and in a language I don't understand.

Prompted by the hymn, I push open the doors of the cathedral and walk inside. Inside is a multitude of women, all dressed as Catholic Sisters and all singing the same hymn that I heard from the outside. When I look at their faces, I recognize them as all the women I know or have known in my life. The inside of the church is made of the same marble, with a deep red carpet extending from the door all the way up to a golden altar at the head of the church. Behind the altar is an ornate throne, decorated with gold, red silk, and diamonds. Sitting on the throne is a woman who is always in my dreams, with black hair down to her ankles, shocking red eyes, and in this dream she wears a red and white Nun's habit, with her black hair spilling out from the headdress. She sits on the throne, propping her head up with one arm, smirking at me. She is the only one who does not sing.

High above the throne is a circular stained glass window, filled with pastel blues, greens, and pinks. The light from the sun outside shines through the window and lands down on the last figure in the dream, the friend I've had since childhood. She is dressed like a Sister as well, though her clothes fit less loosely, the uniform itself is white instead of black, and her head is uncovered, revealing her dark hair to be as messy as it always is. Her white-gloved hands are folded, her eyes are closed, and she has a peaceful expression as if in prayer, completely unlike how she is normally.

After a few seconds she opens her eyes, looking right into my own eyes, and begins to sing. Her voice, while still recognizably her voice from reality, is much softer and more pleasant. Her song is faster than the hymn the others have been signing, though the two songs seem to fit together. She begins to sway in time with the rising and falling of the notes, and unfolds her hands, spreading her arms wide. I still don't understand the words, but I believe it sounds beautiful and I become fixated on my friend.

I drop my bag and begin to walk forward, like I'm compelled. I stop just a few steps shy of her and continue to watch her until she finishes her song. After she is done and all the singing has stopped, she puts a hand to her chest and takes a deep breath. Then, she turns to me and smiles--which particularly strikes me, as in reality, my friend is something of a grim person and has never smiled to my knowledge. Something boils up inside me, and I push her down on the golden altar, placing my hands on either side of her shoulders.

She starts to exhibit more atypical behavior by putting on a frightened face, and crossing her arms over her chest defensively. The crowd of Sisters behind me all gasp in unison, and she begins to fearfully shed tears. I seem to be only spurned on by this, and grab at her clothes beginning to tear at them. As I'm doing this, I lean in to her frightened face, and out of the corner of my eye I can see the woman-in-red's smirk grow into a full smile, bearing her teeth. When her clothes begin to rip, and I'm just about to finally touch her skin, I wake up.

Honestly, my dreams tend to extremes of violence, but this dream always leaves me shaken in the morning.

3-16-11

Lucid dream:


I was standing on the lawn by my grandparents' house and looking at the sky. Over the mountains I could see a beautiful cloud. It was colored like a rainbow (like the picture Moonbean used to have in her sig). I pulled out my camera and tried to take a picture. I was so thrilled that I had my camera with me this time, The last time I had seen a cloud like this I was so frustrated that I had left my camera at home. But as I tired to take a picture I found that the button seemed jammed. I tried again and again. I couldn't believe my poor luck to be standing in front of this gorgeous unusual cloud and not able to take a picture.

Blam. This is a dream.

I started to fly. I remembered that I needed to go to the Moon. I wasn't going to miss another lucid opportunity. I looked up at the sky. I could see the moon shining back at me in the evening sky. I started to fly towards it and quickly realized that I needed to find a quicker way. As I continued to fly I concentrated on forming a portal in front of me so I could fly through it and be on the Moon. But attempt after attempt brought me no result except for a light fuzzy pink patch that I passed right through. Finally I was fed up. I had to get to the Moon now. So with all the determination I had left I decided to just change the sceney and BE on the Moon. Suddenly everything around me started to turn white and grey. I could see hills and craters around me. I landed and took a big jump (this is something I had really wanted to do). My jump took me up slow motion into lunar sky. I noticed an interesting sound that accompanied the jump. I jumped several more times enjoying the odd sense of slow motion and sound. Then I looked over a hill. I saw houses. I went in one of the houses. Inside were two ladies that were cooking. I asked them what they were doing on the Moon. They told me that they were not on the moon. I told them to follow me out of the house and see. They were very surprised to see that their house was now on the Moon. I wondered if I had done something when I had changed the scenery and had somehow taken the houses with me...or taken the moon home to me.

And that's actually all I remember of being on the moon.

Okay, I'm pretty new to this site, so I'm just gonna document some of the bits of dreams I can remember.

I remember having one where I was a viking. I don't remember anything besides the badass action.

I had another dream that was Legend of Zelda-esque, like a mashup of Majora's Mask and whatever else I concocted. I went around helping people in town, and I finally went to a dungeon to fight a boss. I walked through it pretty easily and at the end I found this sword that was nothing but a poorly wrapped handle and a beat up blade. When I grabbed it, it felt incredibly light, and then I went to fight the boss. He was this massive spiked roly-poly thing, and he started attacking me. When I first swung the sword at him, it turned into this amazing, shining blade with an incredibly elaborate hilt made of gold and set with all sorts of rubies and emeralds. After a few hits with the blade, he turned into some guy who was reminiscent of Ganondorf, but bigger. I killed him with the sword and promptly woke up.

There's a dream I had when I was probably about four or five years old. It was short, and it was this wolf-man thing chasing me up a hill. There was a shed at the top, and I thought I would be safe in it, so I hid inside it. Then, when I turned around, he was right there behind me. I woke up shortly after.

My favorite of these (and one that actually inspired a fantasy project) is one where I had these red tattoo things on my arms, and when I touched them, they allowed me to sprout wings so I could fly around. I don't remember much besides the actual flying, but it was incredible.

Well I had a quick, but memorable dream last night. So here it goes!

I approached the front of an older home with a large porch and walked inside. (may have been "my home") I picked up a nail about 3 inches long and hammered it into my right index finger. Like, through the bone towards my knuckle. I even made sure the nail was flush with my finger tip. I then walked out onto the front porch and pulled the nail from my finger and I could see the "tube" under my skin where the nail had been. I then saw the blood flow from the bottom of said "tube".

So I guess this is the literal finger nail? Odd stuff.

12.04.2011

The life of Her (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was an extremely long dream. I can only recall fragments from the first part of the dream. Several days, nights, months and years happened in this dream. I think I was a spirit guide from a lady since she was born until she was old. The whole dream covered the life of her. She had no name, so I call her, "Her" It felt odd to be a dream, I was not lucid and I was not Astral Traveling either.

- Her was born. Female, blonde, special child. She could see me.
- Years passed, she had a hard childhood. She only could trust me.

I was in a hotel with Her. Her was about 10.. The hotel did not have much decor, it was mainly a wooden closet, a bed with a green cover and two brown lamps. There was an odd lamp by the closet that made noises and revealed images from the future when you walked by, but I was uncomfortable, so I left. I started to talk with Her. Music sounded in the dream. She was sad because she had no friends. I told her to be assured people loved her. I told her she had indeed friends.

Now I was at a swimming pool. Her was about 18. Her was nervous and excited at the same time. She was going to have a race. She jumped on the second aisle of the right of the pool. Two female ladies tried to screw her, however, a third lady, who was Mexican jumped between then and pushed Her to the corner. Her was happy that she did not have to deal with the other two ladies anymore. A gun was shot and the race started. Her dove and started to swim very fast, she arrived second, someone arrived prior to her and received the gold medal.
Her left the swimming pool to me her only friend, or maybe two friends. I was floating in the middle of the pool, now empty. I could see the spectators seats. The seats were wooden and they had a shape like a pyramid. The sits were so next to each other that I could slide on them and get into the pool. Oddly, I did not splashed.

Now I was in some gardens. Her was about 40. Her found some hidden stuff of a friend. Her told me she was not a fancy city gal but a more rural gal who grow in the woods. She told me she had to act like a city gal to fit in. There was a small wooden house under a couple of trees. There was a sink in the middle of the house, but not faucets, just the sink. The sink looked old and damaged. There was not pipe on the bottom of the sink. I saw some blood under the sink (on the ground)

I was in a big forest, but it had almost no trees. Her was on her 80s. One of her last wishes was to take a picture of me, with her. I told her I did not belong to that world and I doubted the camera could picture me, but I tried. There camera had a two inch radius objective that was tried to a cord. She moved the objective and placed it on my forehead. Her said, "Right where the Third Eye is!" Then, she moved the objective back to the camera. It was dawn and after several tries, only her appeared on the photo. I decided to take some pictures of her and I told her that my energy would be within her photos. Her was happy. She smiled, lied down in the ground and died with a smile on her face. Shortly, I woke up.

Dream (part 1): got to ride horse in exchange for cleaning out stables.
One of the sons of the owners of the "farm" "likes" me. So we take a trail somewhere. Somehow after going past some bushes we end up in what looks like a Wild West town. (we too were dressed up like cow folks).

In the Western style town we stopped at a saloon. We passed some men playing poker
in the building and I kind of mentioned "Don't have your back facing the door". Than after a shot
(with everyone ducking flat on the floor.) the boy and I leave and the next thing

I know we are in another town, this one fantasy
I somehow was dressed like a knight and so was the boy. I realized why in a second. I was riding "regular" instead of side saddle.

So I went back to the bushes to change to a side saddle
This is where it get creepy. As I was changing the saddles, a Lee-Enfield Jungle Carbine gun pressed my back.
Whoever the owner was (I didn't see him) said to go the back way to the castle w/o the horse and when I
reach the castle to go to the top most tower. SO I went (even though I know I shouldn't-but It was like I was bewitched and yet
at the same time I wasn't) and at the top most tower there was a room. In the room, was a chair. That owner less voice
told me to sit in the chair. I did and ropes and a handkerchief/rag came out of nowhere and the ropes starting snaking up my arm
and the handkerchief/rag ended up over my mouth. I thought "oh bother got myself kidnapped again". I somehow got aware that
the Scooby Doo gang was in the building.

part 2: Still in the castle's topmost tower tied in/to a chair. I started doing a SOS using my high heels. Shaggy thinking
it was whatever "monster" they were after started to leave. But Vemla first said hold your pants on Shaggy, I don't think the
noise is the 'monster' we are after since it sounds like he/she is in trouble". Velma
has some kind of laptop which could translates (only word
I could think of) morse code and also could send morse code in return.

She was about to ask through Morse code when Daphne said: "Anne (me) got herself kidnapped again and she's up there?" (they were directly below me-besides they were in a (previous dream of mine). I stomped my foot very hard when I heard my name. I also send a Morse code telling them to get out of
the building and if they see a boy on a horse, and is leading a riderless horse to send him toward the castle.

I'll probably post this in Dream Interpretation later because I always feel my dreams are symbolic, but am not clever enough to make sense of them.

When I became aware of myself, it was night, and the moon was full but golden in color. I was in the middle of an abandoned, dirty city. All the windows and all the glass was broken and scattered across the streets, and the street lamps flickered on and off occasionally. Blue wisps of fire darted around me and through the empty streets and buildings, and they made a soft ringing, like a small bell. I remember walking along, unsure what to make of the strange landscape, and checking for any sort of person or thing that I could recognize.

Suddenly, there is a loud crash behind me, the ground shakes, and I lose my balance. I turn to look and I see a large, black bull with pitch black, cracked horns and a lizard's scaly hide instead of fur. He had burning coals for eyes which were buried deep in his face, and they burned away some of the flesh around his eye sockets. His breath was heavy, and he exhaled smoke and embers. Then he reared up on his back legs and charged at me. I scrambled to get out of the way, but he was too fast--he was so fast that as he passed, all the debris in the city would fly up into the air. The bull impaled me on one of his horns, and lifted me above his head before he shook me off and tossed me aside. The bull then let out a bellowing howl and almost all the buildings save for the tallest one were torn apart and thrown into the air, then engulfed in bright, white hot flame.

I laid there, staring at the burning city, bleeding out and unable to move. I turned my gaze up to the tallest building, which had not been destroyed and saw a figure standing atop of it, looking at the golden moon. This figure has been present in all my dreams since before I can remember. She is a woman with black hair down to her ankles, bright red eyes, porcelain skin, and usually dressed in an elegant red and white ballgown. When I caught sight of the woman, she filled my vision, and was the only thing I could see. She then turned to me suddenly, her red eyes catching my own, and the golden moon turned red. Then, I woke up.

I was in a fantasy world. Like Elder Scrolls Oblivion or Demon's Souls. My dog Bear was with me, roaming around the caverns mostly out of sight. An old man was doing experiments with rocks there and quantum entanglement, at least to the best of my knowledge that's what he was doing. He caused an earthquake which shook the caves and made rocks fall everywhere. I tried to use my powers to keep the cave together but I couldn't keep it up. I couldn't find Bear but we ran deeper into the cave through an ornamental gateway into a tunnel or hallway. I didn't have any weapons but found a health potion in a glass ball within metal grating attached to a chain. I didn't need the health right away and decided I could use it as a weapon as the metal around the glass was pointy. The dream turned even more like a video game when we attacked and defeated a few monsters. I was legitimately anxious about these fights since I had no real weapons. I seem to remember seeing a life bar and going 3rd person at this time. Shortly after the fighting started I woke up.

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4-12-11

Nap

Dream 1: Old Grumpy Guy

I was at a hospital watching a family visit a family member. There was an old grumpy guy with them that kept on saying sarcastic comments every now and then. They left the sick guy bandaged all up saying “see ya” and the sarcastic old guy mumbled “yea on the other side!” Then outside they all got in a white school bus. The bus was driving along and everyone was sad feeling bad leaving the guy back there and one of the older woman said “we should send him a card.” The grumpy old timer said “Card; you put it in their hand or put it on their bed cuz their dead.” All of a sudden I realized a few men were carrying this old guy in his wheelchair to the front of the bus! He was supposed to get off at the next stop but the bus kept moving slowly so they still pushed him off and remarkably he was still outside the bus’s door and didn’t fall. As our bus picked up speed I could see he had been pushed onto the back of a pickup truck and his wheel had gotten caught between the tailgate and the truck but the pickup truck he was on was still moving down the road! The grumpy guy was pushing back deep into his chair so he didn’t fall out onto the street and a kid in the truck looked back to see this and screamed “Aaaaaahhhh” like in a cartoon when crazy things happened. The scream was so funny and the grumpy guy looked so funny I started to laugh. I woke up trying not to laugh.

Dream 2: Laser Printer

I was watching a laser printer work. The red laser was burning its image into the page with 2 blue lasers going behind it to cool the burning. I thought this system could let the laser print onto paper without a film and could be darker or lighter.

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4-12-11

Dream 1: Meat Processing Plant
I happen upon a factory and go inside. It looks old and a bit run down but still operational. I see big machines and climb up on one to see a lot of meat on conveyor belts going into a huge grinder. [I had this dream before and this is where the dream ended because I felt drawn to the danger in the meat grinder.] Climbing down I felt that I worked there and started to clean things up like taking a tree branch out of one of the machines. I walked outside and it was raining very hard now so I went under a covered walkway and thought about all the trees that needed to be removed away from near the factory for food safety. I imagined an inspector telling me that is a good job. I felt like I owned the meat processing plant now. Then I walked into a cafeteria and saw some female workers who were moving tables and chairs to the back. A guy came in reluctantly to help them but he was not supposed to because he already had too much overtime. Then I took a huge fire hose on the ground and helped them wash down the floor so that the place would be sterile.

Dream 2 : Underground

I am walking in an underground hallway to my room. The place looks like it is made of sandstone and the rooms are small. Mine is off to the left, there is no door. Once inside I notice that the wall between the door and the room that gives the room some privacy is still letting the candle on top of my dresser shine out into the hallway. For some reason this bothers me and I check it twice to make sure that the candle is in the right place but it isn’t. I move it to a small candle shelf carved out of the stone.
I decide to read now standing up and pick up a book I thought was Jules Vern’s 2000 Leagues Under the Sea. Upon opening the book I realized it was written in something like Sanskrit on pages with blue wavy colorings and it is all in poetic verses like the Iliad. I no longer want to read this book.

Couldn't sleep for the life of me tonight


Kara and I both can't sleep. We both toss and turn all night and eventually give up. We go to some Chinese lady and are video taping her because she is so funny. She is classic Chinese. She says stuff like oh why you say this to meee! ! I am messing with her. Were looking at her good and want to buy these weird sparkling crystal sets from her. We buy two. Eventually Kara meets with her girlfriend and we get into a convo about a teacher I had a crush on as a kid. I was embarrassed. We get into a rough neighborhood and there's two shady black men making snide remarks to Kara and her friend. I tell Kara to get the knife and gun from the backseat to make room for food. Im Trying to scare them. It works. I get in the car and there's a cop coming to arrest the black guys. Its two pac

Was at my house. Kara and I wanted to sleep down in the garage because it was comfy. My mom took it and we were pissed. Eventually we got the spot, but kara was scared of the spiders.

It snowed a little and I was playing with two kids wording and throwing snowballs. The dad came over and we were sledding. The sledding kept going higher and higher until the dad was too scared. The kids were making fun of the dad
Finally a firealarn was pulled by a little fat kid. The principle was holding him by the door as the other kids called him a loser. I think it was the inner dad as he chickens out on sledding.

It was karas birthday bit she was at work. She had two sisters. I has a small fling with the younger one. We were cuddling on the couch kissing. The other sister came home and was a little ashamed. For some reason we were all taking pictures and having a good time. Kara was taking forever to cone home. My mom came over and said their house was nice and that I should marry kara for the money if anything. It was almost a castle. I fooled around with the sister some more but I felt horrible. I loved kara and didn't know what to do. Karas older sister was walking around naked. She had a boob job and her boobs were too big. I panicked and ran to her older sister and asked her what to do. She said to not tell her because it would destroy kara and the family. She would forgive me but never her sister. I asked what to do about the pictures and she said to destroy them. Kara came into the room and I was a little panicked. Karas older sister distracts kara by giving her her birthday present. I run out to tell the other sister that it was just a little fling and that I love kara. I hear kara scream from the other room. She runs out crying and screaming how could you. I said I was sorry and it was a one tine thing. Karas parents come home with hundreds of parents. They look Mexican and are literally throwing presents at her. I can sew karas calming down because there are so many presents for her. Suddenly it happens. I should have know it was a dream, its a giant dream sign of mine. One gust of wind so powerful all the trees crack outside. The second gust of wind the house rips in half. I look at Kara and she looks at me its as if we both knew what was about to happen. Then came the deafening sound of explosions. This time it wasn't a meteor that hit the ground, it was a tsunami. For some reason kara ran towards the water. I ran the other way. I thought she wanted to die. We ran in a big group away from the tsunami and most people didn't make it. Finally the tide started to slow and we came to a point where we were safe. I was with most of karas family. We loomed around for a while until we found refuge. Suddenly my phone rang and it was kara. She said she was back at the beginning and needed my help. I gathered a group of people and we went to find her. We went through a small obstical course and eventually made it near the beginning. She said she was hiding at a factory where the people have gone crazy and the children mutated. People in this part were crazy. We got near the entrance of a building and a bunch of deformed kids ran out screaming at us. Most people in the group ran scared. I pushed forward alone. There was a giant line of people waiting to get inside the factory. It was some kind of refuge. I snuck past the line and got in through the back door. On my way there were old men with hammers throwing them at people as they walked. I got hit and got pissed. I grabbed one hammer and beat someone with it. I decided to beat him with it. Kara wasn't in this building. Just crazy people. I ran out of the building and looked at the night sky it was really pretty.

04/12/2011

Family of Suburbia (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a very interesting dream, largely due to the fact that... I wasn't in it! In fact, I don't recognize a single person from the dream. It is as if I'm watching a movie. I'm almost always in my dreams somehow... if it is a video game world, as it often is, then I am at least the one playing the game, or in the game itself. I cannot remember the last time I wasn't in my own dream...

Anyways. From what I remember of the dream, there's a bunch of stuff at the beginning that I can't remember. My recall picks up at some feast or banquet, everyone is eating and chattering about... something. I think it is who will have kids next. Around here my focus of attention switches from... whoever I was focused on, to a particular young male. He had... black hair, I think? I'm bad at remembering physical details. I don't think I see him here at the banquet though, anyways.

The scene shifts. The young man is at the hospital talking to a nurse. His wife is laying on the operation table, unconscious. She's pregnant, but according to the doctors here her baby has some unusual condition. She has an extra pair of arms for some reason. This is obviously unhealthy so they're going to perform a c-section, remove the baby and immediately do a surgery on it. The man is understandably nervous, and is getting queasy staying in the operation room. He decides to leave the room, but first he quips something like, "At least this'll be the last time I ____....." (I can't remember the rest of the sentence.) The scene shifts again and there's a short comedic scene, still-picture perhaps, of the man carrying both his daughter and his wife out of the hospital. They're both conked out from the surgeries, but... they look perfectly fine, and the daughter looks older than a newborn for sure. That's a dream for you, I guess.

The scene shifts yet again. It seems to be several years later. At least, the child is old enough to swim reasonably competently. The man and his daughter are swimming, his wife seems to be sitting on the side of the pool. The daughter keeps bobbing her head under water playfully, which makes the man very nervous. He tries to dissuade her from doing that. Eventually she comes up from one of her bobs coughing and sputtering, which is enough to get her to stop. They both move over to the edge of the pool and start getting out. The man says, "It's 5 o'clock, aren't you hungry?" The kid, like most young children, was interested in what she was doing more than food, so she says no even though she probably is. Both parents say that they're hungry, and they help her out of the pool. He starts to tell her that she doesn't have to eat much if she doesn't want to, but he is cut short by the sight he sees in the sky. It's at night, and the moon and stars are in the sky, but there's also a huge, reddish, ...moon? Or planet, probably planet. In either case, it's absolutely huge, and dwarfs the moon by comparison. It easily takes up half of the view they have of the sky. About here is where the dream ends.

I'm at my own house party, i have a few family friends over and I'm just sitting with them, until i hear my cat hissing and crying out. I run outside and find it being attacked by this wild dog in the bushes.. but i don't really get a close look at it..
it's been happening for a few months now and I'm getting sick of it and worried for my cat. I put my cat inside and i go back out and spot the dog, i notice that the dog is a skeleton from neck down, (but this doesn't seem strange to me) anyway, i fight with the dog and kill it by strangling it, and as it dies its face kind of like melts (it was disgusting), i freak out once I've killed it and pick it up (its really stiff like a decoration stand kind of thing) and i put it on the side of my house and went back to the party.
When i go inside i notice i have lots of blood on my hands but before i can wash it, someone starts talking to me. After I've washed my hands and start to head outside the same person follows me from the bathroom outside to see what im doing, i walk around waiting for her to go but she wont and she starts to walk to the side of my house where the dog was put, i try to distract her but she wants to go there to see something.
I prepare myself for an explanation, but when she said nothing i had a look myself, THE DOG WASN'T THERE?! i look around more, and notice that in a pile of cans, paints, glues ect that pieces of the dogs skeleton where placed around it, but it was carved out to look like decorations. I picked up a piece of the skeleton and see that someones made it look like candle holders, or pieces to a bed ect ect. I dont know how its happened and im left confused.