nightmare

I was visiting my mother at her house. I noticed several large crates and boxes sitting around filled with fruit. I asked about them and discovered that my little brother was selling them. I briefly considered buying some plums, but then I noticed one of the boxes had a dog in it. It was an English bulldog who was rather large for her breed, about the size of a labrador. I bought her instead. I named her Missy and started walking home (which is impossible IRL) carrying the box with Missy in it.
Outside, the weather was terrible. It was overcast and terribly windy. As I rounded a corner onto the street I lived on, I was walking into the wind. Holding the box, I couldn't walk, so I set the box down on the edge of the street and continued to walk, intending to get my car and come back to get her. (Note: I would never do something like this IRL) A couple guys I know from work (we'll call them S and H) were walking behind me and called me to get my attention. As I turned to see them, I saw a car rounding the corner. The drove wide and I saw them heading for the box. I screamed "Don't run ove my dog!" but the car's tires went over the box anyway. The box tumbled in one direction and Missy in another. I ran over to make sure she was okay, and it turned out her paw was the only thing that was hurt. H offered to give us a ride to the vet, then I woke up.

3 Nights ago:
I was in my old bedroom, at my parents house, with my wife. I was trying to get "Jiggy-with-it" when i was attacked by hundreds of baby mice. I tried to pull them off but they just kept coming i ran out into the hall trying to scream but they surged into my mouth. I could still breath, and i realized I was dream. I woke up, and sat up in bed.

2 nights ago:
There was something before this part but i cant recall it any more. I just remember there was something before I was enslaved, but it's fuzzy. All i can recall is that there was a group of us "slaves" being marched though a cold canyon passage. I broke from the chains and ran. I was wearing an old medieval style two part tunic/dress with bare feet. I managed to make it out of the canyon before one of our horse back captors realized i was gone. As soon as i left the canyon there was snow everywhere but it was not cold. I could hear the horse behind me, and i ran for a pond in the distance. It was no use. As the horseback man surpassed me he slid from his horse to knock me down. I fell into the snow, but immediately got back up, and tried to get away. He would not touch my flesh, or rather could not. I got the feeling that if my skin were to be bruised he would be punished harshly. It dawned on me that I was not going to be sold as a slave who did house work. I was reclaimed by my captors. I remember fuzzy, and then a dark room with a male. There was candles velvet, and silk after that, but i couldn't seem to focus on the dream. I woke.

Last night:
i cannot recall. All i remember is that it was similar to the above, but none of the people were the same, and there was no interest in my body. There was the need to walk down hallways though..

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

Tonight, I decided to try to WILD with the help of a free lucid dreaming Iso tone I got from iso-tones.com. I would listen to if after I woke from my alarm.

My first dream, and in fact all my dreams this night, were very long & vivid. The first dream wasn't very pleasant. I was standing outside my bedroom with my older brother. We were looking inside my bedroom. There were six spiders on the inside of my window. Six spiders. In the real world, I'm quite scared of spiders, but it's x10 worse if the spider is in my room. I express my disbelief to my brother.
The scene changes; I'm in my backyard with my younger brother. My bed is also out there. Since it's a dream, the extension has yet to be built. It's night-time, and we're spraying the bed with my insect & bug killer. i don't miss a spot.
I'm back in my room. I notice, in the cupboard, there is an old dirty hole. I franticly spray in there. I think to myself, it must be where they get it. I don't see any more spiders. I feel that since they're all gone, and that the holes have all been sprayed, no more should be in my room again. This gives me some peace of mind.

I'm back outside again. There is a big old-looking tree. It has a tarp, I think a green one, going over it. On the top of the tree (it's slightly taller than me) is a disturbing sight. It's a mouse, completely engulfed in spider webs. The tree is covered in spider webs, that look similar to beeswax. My little brother, who is now with me, doesn't realise what it is. I have to explain it's a mouse.

My alarm wakes me up. I remember to use the iso, combined with WILD. I listen to the entire 30 minute MP3. I'm still nowhere near entering SP, and my hair is beginning to itch, so I decide to just go for WBTB instead. I remind myself to become lucid, and to remember my goals and to stabilise the dream. This pays off.

I would rate the following lucid dream as a layer three, minor.

Spoiler for Layer Three:

Layer Three (Minor):
You'll realise you're dreaming and fully understand the implications of what dreaming really is. The dream will be stable and vivid. However, you'll not have full control over your actions and at points it may feel like you're watching a film. You understand that the dream characters are merely a facet of your imagination, although they still believe that they're real.

When you become lucid, you understand the full implications, but you're not in total control. Because you're watching it unfold without any real influence over it, you become so immersed in the dream you lose lucidity. Later on you regain lucidity and remember how earlier on in the dream you were also lucid.

I'm on a stretch of road, in a small town. I don't really how I become lucid; I think I was lucid from the beginning. I excitedly rub my hands to stabilise the dream. I yell "This is a dream" many times. As I do this I notice some buildings in the distance increasing in detail. I want to finally complete some of my dream goals. I consider finding my DG, but I realise that may take some time, so I just try to find my dream name instead. A friend of mine named Harry.B is in a black car near me. I get in the car as he starts to drive. I ask him my dream name. He think for a few moments. He says "Hansen Francis." I can tell by the look on his face, and the fact that a friend of mine is called Hansen, that he just made this up. I decide to disregard this. Whilst in the car I have to yell "This is a dream" a few more times.
By now, my lucidity is fading. I'm still lucid, just much less aware. I'm at school outside my lockers, and I'm still trying to find out my dream name. I ask a kid named Luke. He gives me a very intellectual speech on how one does not just find his dream name, he must earn it. I'm surprised at how much sense he's making. I remember for a few moments being in the canteen, but this doesn't last long.
Now I'm outside again. There is a big factory to my right. Nobody is near me. I decide to try and fly. Since my logic was still not working very well, this was very extremely easy. I just jumped up, and off I went. I was thinking to myself how badly I didn't want to forget this when I awoke. Then I woke up.

Only when I woke up, did I realise how un-lucid the end of that dream had become. I happily wrote the the dreams down.

I went back to sleep for a short while. I had a third very vivid but short dream. I was in my maths class, which was very dark and gloomy. Sitting next to me on my left was my school crush. I hear someone to my right on the other side of the room talking to her. I'm slightly embarrassed, and incredibly sick. I have a very runny nose and headache. I keep coughing and sneezing. I look to my left again to see that an old lady had sat between me and my crush.

I'm ticking the "task of the month" DJ category because I believe "find your dream name" was a previous one. I'm going to try my luck with the Iso tones again tonight. Hopefully I can use it to aid WILD.

Went to bed and put on the Binaural Beats I had downloaded using headphones. It took me a while to get to sleep

I woke within a dream, in my bed with the Binaural still playing. I took the headphones out but the tone was still there. I could not hear much and therefore assumed that sleeping with the tone had made it stick in my ears/mind and I was effectively deaf and could just hear this tone.

There were 2 TVs on the floor, to the right of my bed. I got down to floor level, they were cctv screens on multi shot mode, with various screens showing different cameras. Some of the images were... my parents garden looking from the bush to the garage, works yard area and a hotel lobby with a woman wearing only a pair of knickers and long hair looking troubled. I tried to find an image of the flat and may or may not have found one. I remember I turned the volume down on both TVs as it was too loud, I also remember losing the channels the cctv images were on, I believe the channels went from 0-64.

When I turned around I noticed my bedroom door was wide open and I was naked looking at these TVs. I went out to the lounge to see Sam, Marek, Tom B, Anthony and Egon Spengler. I tried to say hi to Anthony but he was busy so I didnt. I asked to see Sam in private to tell her what was going on and we went to her bedroom.

Although I didnt invite Egon, he entered the room. Marek also entered the room and had fungus, like small mushrooms all over his chin. I remembered in the dream that they were no where near as bad as they were before (this 'before' does not exist) but it could be because marek was actually Marek/Ben R. Marek asked if I wanted to go for a beer some time, I probably said yes. He leaves the room. I then told them what I had done and how the tone was still in my head and I couldnt get rid of it. Egon was talking science to me, I dont think I understood it. Sam said "should you not go and see your specialist about this" I dont know if I replied. I was sitting on Sams bed at this time. Sam was then across the other side of a motorway with no cars on it. There were Blues and Greens within the space. I tried to turn this down (unsure of meaning) so I reached for the Sky remote to my left and attempted to turn it down, the buttons were greasy

At this point I awake in real life to find the Binaural Beats still playing.

Awake Non-lucid

Quite a sketchy dream, but I'll try my best to write it out

I'm outside my previous estate. There's a slight wind, and the light (as it is per usual in my dreams) is a twilight orange. I stand completely still, watching the orange brick house, watching the shadows twist and move over the surface.

A tall, burly man in a black suit comes out and stands before me. "I am your father. Come inside and settle down."

Something feels off about this man. "You are not my father." I snarl, remaining still.

He grinds his teeth and then says "Yes, I am. Come inside and get something to eat."

I give up and go inside. The house is much bigger on the inside than it looked on the outside. Inside, he shows me to my room. He appears to be very, very rich. The room is a light grey. Curtains drape down the walls, and in the centre of the room is a large bathtub.

[Dreamskip] I don't know how long I've been here. But this man who calls me daughter is evil. I run.

I stop outside of a broken down caravan. My brother sits outside. Together we go inside, where we meet an old woman. She eagerly gives us food. A mouldy piece of pizza, with coleslaw and other horrible, off foods, all piled on top of eachother.

The womans features turn ugly as i decline the plate of food. She throws the food at me and screams at me to eat.



With a start I realise she is the old hag I see often in my dreams. I run into a conservatory, the old hag after me with the food. With no where to run, she grabs me and tries to force the food down my throat. I splutter and try to throw her off me, but she pins my arms to my sides, laughing wickedly. She says that she is helping me, and that the man is evil.

I think they were working together.

I hate dreaming about spiders. They're the worst DX

So I was at my mom's house with her and my sister Amy. Every once in a while a big spider would scuttle across the floor and they were popping up more and more frequently. Then a big, lanky, hairless, sky-blue spider with a white hourglass-shaped mark on its back (like a black widow's mark) bit my sister. I had to drive her to the hospital and the car I was in had no roof. It didn't feel like a car; it felt more like a horse and buggy but without the horse.
As I was driving I kept running into all these obstacles and I kept hitting other cars and driving off. Once I was ran into the curb by another car so a bunch of race cars could go by! I was getting really frustrated. My sister's bite was cold to the touch, which was a good thing because it meant the venom wasn't spreading quickly. When we finally got to the hospital, the bite was growing warm, which was bad. I woke up before we went inside.

Man, I'm itching for another lucid dream! DX
I can only attempt to WILD twice a week and I've never succeeded yet. I need a method to try in the meantime...-_-

this dream occurred 2 nights in a row a few weeks ago...the first night it was clear enough for me to make out...the second it was more lucid...i would appreciate if anyone has insight on what it could mean...it includes my ex boyfriend who i love very much...we were suppose to get back together in dec 2010..the last things he said to me were i love you and yes i want you here with me...we havent talked since..he wont talk to me and tell me what is goin on....i moved away from him in oct 2010...i woke up shaking and in tears from this dream...


i was here at the house with my kids..just an average day...got a knock at the door..it was my ex boyfriend..i was surprised since we hadnt talked in a while..we talked and it turned into an argument...(unclear of conversation)...i asked him to leave and he did...i went about my business and a couple hours passed..got another knock...i was worried it was him again...to my surprise it was 2 state troopers...i invited them in...they said they got my address from some papers in his car..my ex boyfriend had been in a car accident and was the hospital in icu...i called his mom and let her know and she said the reason he had come up here to me was to come get me and take me back with him...i rushed to the hospital...my husband had to investigate the crash site...he told me there were several things in the car that were mine...letters and a snoopy plush toy (i had given it to my ex the day i left)...his mom finally arrived and wanted to get him back to phoenix...the drs' said not until he is stable...she couldnt stay long cos of work..no one else from his family could come up...i stayed by his side night and day...

I was riding in the back of a car looking out the opposite window of where I was sitting, and I saw a huge wolf looking in right at me. I was so scared at this sight that I became lucid in the process of coping with the fear. I then proceeded to close my eyes, imagine changing the wolf into something else, and reopen my eyes. The head of the wolf started to take on the form on an old bearded man and all the color in the dream reverse (kind of like the negative of a photograph). I felt myself coming out of the dream, so I tried a technique I had heard of to keep a dream going.. I shut my eyes and spun my dream body and reopened my eyes. I didn't end up in a new landscape like I pictured I would. Rather I ended up in a geometric world full of lines and shapes that seemed to be caving in on itself and the color was still negative. I awoke soon after, the dream couldn't have lasted more than a minute or two, but it was very cool to actually be able to harness some powers in my dream state that are impossible to achieve in real life like changing the form of another creature and jumping to a new place without tradition means of transportation.

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Ugh I have the most horrible time remembering dreams when they're not full blown nightmares. Need to work on that, especially considering my last one was rather pleasant up until the the end. Oh well I'll write down everything I can recall, which isn't much.

I know that I was in a strange house with a group of people that I knew in the dream, but have no memory of ever meeting in the waking world. I was in an attic that was nothing more then the wooden skeleton of the house. No carpet, or color on the walls. There were boxes packed with stuff shoved off to the side and it was really bright. Much brighter then an attack should have been though i don't remember seeing any lights. It was almost like it was natural sunlight though there were no windows.

I was running. I think it was some sort of race that I was determined to win. So determined that when my cat Dahlia stepped out in front of me I didn't bother to stop. I simply jumped to try and jump over her, but I failed and ended up stomping on her. At first I didn't feel bad about it until I stopped to pick her up and look her over. She was badly hurt with scratches on her chin and face, but the worst of it was her front leg. The skin and muscle had been completely torn away leaving bloody exposed bone. The skin was just dangling from her with her entire paw hanging off of it. She wasn't acting like she was in any pain, but just had this really angry pissed off look, though deep down I knew that she was dying. I was so upset that I actually ended up waking up from it.

I then proceeded to hunt down my cat and snuggle with her under the covers for the rest of the night, much to her annoyance.

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Dream Lucid Partially lucid

Feb. 10, '11: I was driving my car on the highway, going to work. I did not have very good control over the car. (a common dream sign) I blacked out for a few seconds and realized I had been in an accident. We pulled over. someone was hurt and had to go to the hospital. Another man was angry.
I was very upset. N arrived and I told her what happened. I told her that I was going to work, even though I don't work there anymore. I thought I had woken up from a dream, thinking I had to go to work, like I was still in the dream state of mind after waking up. So I thought I was confusing dream and waking reality. This is another example of a dream screwing with my mind.

Then I was in my parents' house, in the kitchen. Finally it occurred to me that I could be dreaming. I was too caught up in the moment earlier to think of it. I pinched my nose and breathed through it, confirming that I was dreaming.
My parents were there and I slapped them in the face (playfully?).
I talked to Anna and told her that I never really knew her very well.

Dream Lucid Me DC

Dream 1
I´m sitting on top of an very, very tall tower located in the middle of jungle. The roof is really narrow and if I move even a little bit, I will probably fall to my death. I was left there to throw something at someone to slow them down, but I was told there´s only one person who has actually managed to do this. There´s a door under me, but it´s, well, under me and somehow thinking about the 200 metre vertical fall which will occur if I move a single inch just doesn´t make me want to try to open it. (And that, kids, is called irony.) I´m really scared. (For obvious reasons.) Then I start to became more optimistic. (Hey, at least it´s not raining...) They didn´t left me here to die. They´re probably coming back to get me at some point. Right? Then I start to think about how did I get here. Can´t remember coming out of bed, brushing my teeth and getting thrown on some random tower in the middle of nowhere. This must be a dream. The dream starts to fade away. Damn.

Dream 2
I either had an FA or then the dream just changed. I do the nose check and it works. I´m in my house. My mom is doing something on the kitchen table and my sister is playing with the computer. Nothing unusual. I talk with them for a while. Later there´s some woman I don´t know, saying she should probably leave. I look outside. It´s so dark, someone must´ve painted our windows black. I think of going out and start to find a weapon to hit things with. Can´t find or summon one. Plus the dream starts to fade again. I wake up.

people in dream: me, josh, heather, formen from House(dont know why he was there at all. he didnt do much), and swarms of zombies(or locust)
in the dream the zombies weren't really zombies, they were more like the locust from gears of war but with skinnier bodies and no guns(but still smarter than a zombie).



dream starts with me in a small circle of my friends(josh, heather, and the formen from House) talking about what we are going to do to survive a zombie outbreak. there are about 20 other random people we are trying to lead to safety. we find a large dump truck and fill the back with the 20 random people and we get into the cab of the truck. we drive into a city and every building is a skyscraper(in third person view above the truck). ALL of the buildings have flames spewing out of the windows and zombies are jumping out of the windows trying to attack us. there were millions of zombies jumping out and on the streets. we turned left and then made a right(trying to avoid the swarms of zombies on the street). as soon as we turned right a building collapses onto the road. we turn left as a last option and see more zombies running down the road. another building had already collapsed to our right and there was a giant crater filled with debris and flames. we drove off the road into the crater. we smashed threw all the debris to a lower floor. the 20 people we were trying to save were stuck in the truck and the swarm of zombies got them. so we 4 were left. everything was covered in debris and flames except for an apartment hallway. we ran down the hallway and the hallway started to look like the hallway in my house. i opened the door to my room and we all hid inside. i held the door shut while the zombies tried to break in. the others were trying to find another way out of the room. there was a window but it lead to my front yard and the zombies were still out there. the other 3 covered the window and i held the door shut. this lasted for several hours, until the next morning(dream fast forwarded). after waiting out so long, the zombies broke up and most all of them left. I could still sense that one of them was outside the door waiting for me. so i grabbed a pencil, opened the door, and stabbed it in the eye. we tried to be quiet to not get any of the zombies' attention. we sneaked into the back room of my house to exit threw the window leading to my backyard. formen(from House) decided to jump threw the window in my living room leading to the front yard(he probably got caught). we walked up to the window in the back of my house and we could hear zombies in the front of the house coming towards us. we knew we would be safe if we ran out to my back yard because there is an open field and no zombies. we all climbed out the window and the dream ended as soon as my feet touched the ground.


side notes:
actually survived a nightmare(can't remember any other times this has happened), and I did so with my friends still alive and with me.
after waking up I felt amazed that I actually survived a nightmare. every other time I deal with swarms of scary things I always die and wake up.

Nightmare Game
Let's see if I can explain this for you. It's actually very interesting, and I found it very scary - so keep reading!

I was with my Dad, ready to play a videogame, but the way I accessed the save files was very weird.
There was a cylinder of stone, which had small angels carved into it. Below each angel it said the name of the level I was on, and the time and date I had saved at. There was also a statue of a tree (I think), and other carvings on rocks. It was like this huge centrepiece of carved stone, and I could access the save files of the game by interacting with the statues in real life. Very odd, I know. I chose to delete a couple of save files. The statues broke apart and fell into a moat of water around the centrepiece. Again, very strange.

Something about the angels, the save files, made me afraid. It was like I was preparing myself for a journey. A dark descent...
The game was top-down, set in the dungeons of a castle, I believe. There were demons, living dead, all manner of creatures which could drive a man to insanity.
But this was no easy hack and slash adventure game.
It was about creeping through dark corridors, hoping you wouldn't be seen, hoping you wouldn't be killed. It was a game, yet it was real at the same time. Imagine Amnesia from a top-down view, with weapons and more creatures. And then make it real.
This game was terrifying. But you know what? It was addictive. The fear and the adrenaline pushed me and my Dad onwards through blood-stained halls, seemingly empty passages, tombs, catacombs, crypts, and more, slaying horrible enemies all the way.
We played and played for ages, each step we took putting us in more danger.

-recall skip-

My character walked up out of a cellar, into a large modern house. It was eerie, and contrasted with the somewhat medieval setting of the world below. But something was wrong.

It seems that fear manifests itself quite strongly in dreams. It becomes a part of the world - it's not just a feeling any more, it creeps into everything. You can't escape it - everything feels wrong when you're afraid. Anything can turn against you in a dream - nothing is solid, nothing is permanent. An empty room could fill with enemies desperate to tear your heart out and feast on your living body.
This feeling haunts me in every nightmare I have.
I know subconsciously that every room I enter is putting me in more danger. The fear inside my brain can create more horrible things, causing more fear. There is no escape.

There was a % above my character, next to a skull. I knew that if this gauge reached 100%, my character would have some sort of seizure, and demons would manifest in his world, ready to kill him. It was horrible - I was battling my character's own sanity.
I exited the game, but the fear followed me. Exiting the game was pointless. It was real, it was still there. The gauge referred to me - not just my in-game character.
I had to research this medical condition which caused hallucinations - I had something to do with the vascular system (it doesn't exist, but in the dream it did) - and at any moment something could just "pop" and I would be plunged into a world of terror.
I reached for a nearby laptop, but I couldn't find Firefox on the start menu or desktop.

End of dream.
Wake up, then go back to sleep.

No Reflection
This dream wasn't scary, unless you count the fact that I nearly slipped down a huge waterslide (hey, I'm afraid of heights).

I was on some sort of desert fortress. It was a large building, and the architecture was almost alien in design. Think "Sandtrap" from Halo 3.
There was a gravity lift, which would shoot me over to another "arm" of the building a few hundred feet away.
I walked up to the gravity lift, and was flung into the air - but instead of going the full distance, I landed in the sand below, in the middle of the gap. I hit a piece of scrap metal.
Standing up, I walked towards some steps, back onto the strange building (or alien ship, who knows).
I went through a doorway, which lead to a normal dining room - except at the far end, there was the start of two waterslides! As I walked over to get a better look, I felt myself slip - oh no! I was sitting on the precipice of the second slide, feeling the water run underneath me. I struggled upright, and backed away from the edge. My subconscious does everything it can to make me do fall down huge drops, or go on rollercoasters and waterslides. Every time there's a perilous drop, I slip or find myself sliding towards it, almost like I'm being dragged. I think it's because I really don't want it to happen, so it does.
I turned around and faced the rest of the room.
There were some people I didn't recognise inside, now. They told me their names, and I told them mine.
"Yes, we know who you are," a middle aged woman said.
I had the feeling that I was famous or something, except I'd forgotten it.
"You know me? How?" I asked. "What did you see me in? What did I do?"
She mentioned something on TV or the theatre, I can't remember. My Dad appeared at some point, too.
My vision blurred and I felt dizzy, as a result of banging my head against the metal on the desert floor earlier. I walked over to the table, and looked in a big mirror on the wall. I couldn't see myself or my Dad! I had no reflection, but I could see lots of people eating dinner at the table in the mirror. When I looked for real, I saw nobody sitting there.
I said to my Dad, "Dad you have to look at this, quick! We've disappeared or something, just look at the mirror!"
The middle aged woman was still there, so I told her about our problem. She took out a camera to test if it would pick us up, but that seemed to trigger something.

Floating tiki heads started flying through the door, angered for some reason. They looked a bit like this.

I won't let them take me! I thought - even though I wasn't lucid, I managed to project white light at them, and shrouded myself in it. It was a sort of energy, and I used these powers to fight off the tiki heads.
End of dream.

There was a sort of false awakening too, or a "false reality", but it wasn't very exciting and I can't remember it well, so this is all for now!
As always, comments are appreciated.

Good morning, everybody.

Before I begin my dreams, I'd like to let everybody know -- if you don't already know -- that the Rubin Museum in NYC will be running a series of programs on dreams through the end of April.

The Rubin Museum specializes in Himalayan art. It's one of my favorite museums in the city.

The series includes lectures, films, workshops, and even a sleepover in the museum, all related to dreams, their meanings, and how we can learn to develop our dreaming skills.

There are a lot of really cool speakers and instructors giving presentations, including famous performers, scientists, and lamas.

Anyway, I just thought I'd give everybody a heads up. More info should be on the Rubin Museum website.

Dream #1

I was in an apartment that I was probably watching for somebody else. The apartment may have been on the ground floor. It may have been late afternoon or early morning -- the light coming into the house was dim.

I was thinking that I needed to get out of here and go somewhere else before I was late for something. I was now in a car. It was night. It was like the car was actually the apartment. The front window of the car was actually shared with a side window of a convenience store.

I looked into the convenience store. I saw a lot of different types of nachos. I thought, Well, if these guys have good food like this, I might as well take my time in leaving. So I got out of the car and went into the convenience store to get some nachos. I was thinking of getting the nachos that had jalapenos in the cheese.

I needed to get money, so I went to an ATM. To my left, as I faced the ATM, was a dark hallway. A tall, kind of overweight, white man with reddish blonde hair came out of the hallway and began speaking to the man behind the counter, who may have been Indian and very skinny.

As the man was talking, telling the guy about products and shipments and things he needed to do, he kept crowding really close to me. I got freaked out. I thought he was trying to see my PIN number. My card didn't work once, so I had to do it again. But I waited unti the guy got away from me. The second time, the card worked.

The man asked me something in a friendly manner, as if he'd seen he'd made me feel uncomfortable. He then pulled out some flyer for some kind of Christian church. He may have been one of the preachers at the church. I was even more freaked out now, because I thought this guy was trying to convert me.

Dream #2

I had come into some nice house with a group of friends. We were all like high schoolers. We were probably not supposed to be here, but we were. We were being kind of rowdy and having fun.

At some point, the police knocked on the door of the house. Either we weren't supposed to be here or we had done something before we'd come here that wasn't very good. We knew we were in deep trouble.

A couple of my friends went to get the door. I stayed behind with another guy. The guy kept making some weird joke about throwing somebody at high speed against a brick wall and something about New Kids on the Block. We had all said the joke a number of times and thought it was funny. But now I told the kid to shut up. The joke had something to do with whatever bad thing we had done. He'd give us away if he kept laughing about it like this.

Then everybody else was gone and I was all by myself. It was like this house had been mine all along. I wandered around the house for a bit. Eventually I got wrapped up in some kind of sexual fantasy about a pretty girl coming home to have sex with me.

As part of the planning for this girl's arrival, I stretched a brown blanket down the staircase to the second floor. I then got dressed in a Pull-Ups diaper. I sucked on a pacifier and crawled up and down the blanket. I pretended I was a baby. At some point I beganb wetting the diaper.

It was like I was pulled into the middle of the dream, almost like I missed the beginning.

I was standing near a ledge that dropped off into a lake of some sort, and I was crying. I think I was wearing a 18th century light blue dress which was dirty at the bottom, there were about a dozen or so people standing around me about 10m away watching me, I couldn't really see their faces but I knew they were angry. I kept trying to redeem myself but I didn't want to speak. I recognised a few people, who I thought might help me but they looked just as angry as everyone else. I looked down and realised something was on my legs, like weights or something to hold you down. Then a really tall bald guy started walking towards me and I began to plead "Please, don't, I swear I didn't." The next bit is a bit hazy, but I think I was in the water, and I was sinking down, I kept trying to scream but it only came up as bubbles, the weights were dragging me down. I'm not sure how you can feel pain in dreams, but it felt horrible, eventually I hit the bottom and my eyes became really hazy, like I was tired. I was trying to keep my eyes open in the water, there was 5 seconds of peace and calm, and I shut my eyes.

It was really strange because usually I dont have such clear dreams.