non-lucid

06.01.2012

Father Calling me (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I slept late so yeah, not really good on the recall that night.

My father is basically calling me over the phone to ask me a question that annoys me, and I scream over him on the phone, then apologized for it, then continued screaming.

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06.01.2012

Monk (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was helping Monk, from the show Monk, do something, can't remember.

Lulz

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

Keep getting lazy with typing up DJ entries. So here is the one from 3 days ago .

In this dream, I was at school but the school was completely different to what it normally is. There were math rooms on the second floor, I was in one of them. It had blue carpet and only half of the room had tables. I was just listening to my teacher speak then got bored and went outside. I then walked round the courtyard with ym friends and then we reached another math room. It had the same teacher as I had in the class before . me and my friends then snuck into the class and waited just by the second door inside. I left my bag next to me and we walked out, still leaving my bag there. I then decided to go back to my class but this time it was a food science class. On my way I saw a kid getting bullied by two other kids, who looked almost the same as the kid getting bullied. He started shouting As I Lay Dying lyrics at the two bullies then I beat up the two bullies and I carried on to food science. When I got there my teacher said I could not do the lesson, so I walked home and spoke to my family for a while. I then went back to school with my friends, then snuck into the classroom and got my bag. I then sprinted out at full speed then went back to my food science class. This time I was being stalked by a little kid and he was annoying . I then teleported to food science and the room was similar to where I work. (At a resturant) I put my stuff in a box, including and Blue 3DS and A Red DS Lite. I then claimed the items and worked for a bit. The dream ended at this point.

On to the next DK entry -__-.

The dream begins with me and someone else walking in a vegetated area. There are lots of greens and yellows. Both of us have machine guns. As we walk I notice something is wrong with my gun. But whatever it was I fix it. My gun is now ready to shoot. We now sneak past a tree house. From it we hear voices, possibly a man and a woman’s. We move on. We are now at a pool. It is very, very busy there. There are people everywhere. The two of us had a mission to complete. But even in the dream, the mission wasn’t apparent. As we walk, I hide the gun against my side. We need to continue through the area without getting caught. But it seems people have already seen the guns. (Mine is an MP5 with a camera lens as the sight. At some point in the dream I look through it and aim at someone and try out its zoom) More attention is directed at the guns. By now we are found out. Panic strikes the people around us. Two men walk up to us and tell us to put our guns down. I look at my partner. I want to see what he will do first before I act. The two men keep telling us to drop the guns. I do as told. I set down the gun. Now the gun and my partner are gone. I am glad to see that I am not in any sort of trouble at all. Now I walk around for fun. I see Loauy. I run up to him and say hey. He greets me back. I move on throughout the pool area. I see a point in the pool where the two sides of it are really close together. I jump across it easily. Now many of my friends are there. They are having a party sort of thing. I see Donia. I also see a table of food. I go to the table of food. I get a plate of something soaked in chocolate. I walk to where Donia and her friend are sitting. As I walk, they get up and go somewhere else. I am a bit disappointed. I sit down and eat. Now I am in a room. It is the same party. But I seamlessly moved to a new location. I sit at the back of the room on a stool booth thing. The room is filled with people. Among them is Mr. Sidky (my S.S. teacher) and he is talking a lot. He seems really happy for some reason. He begins to talk to us about weed or some sort of drug. He says we need to try it and stuff. I start to wonder why a teacher like him would say stuff like that. He keeps on talking. His words h=get more and more crazy. People around the room listen to him intently. A few others and I conclude that he is high. Then he snaps out of it and says he was just joking and that we was just messin’ with us. He leaves the room. I am still sitting there watching the party. Then there is a girl next to me. She is wearing black and purple. She is very attractive. She looks at me and says, “Could you pick me up and dance with me?” She wanted me to pick her up in my arms, take her to the middle of the room, and dance with her. I would have loved to, but I didn’t want to whith all the people around. So I told her “Im sorry but I don’t dance” I said a few more things about how dancing is not my thing. She seemed fine with it though. We continued to talk about other things though. What we spoke about, I cannot remember. I was enjoying my time with her. She was hot. Now without me or her getting up or moving the scene changed. We remained in our positions and instead of a bar looking room that we were in before, were sitting on the top bleacher at my schools gym. There are still people everywhere. The girl next to me pulls out her phone and starts playing Asking Alexandria. We both enjoy the song. Then it is time to leave the gym for some reason. Now at the bottom of the bleachers, I look for the girl I was sitting with. I look at the crowd of people near the door. I can hear a breakdown and screams from a song coming from the crowd. I know she must be somewhere in the crowd since she is the only one around here with that type of music. I like the song that is playing. I think it strange that no one is bothered by it though. Now I am thrown somewhere in the school. I need to get to English class. Problem is I’m lost. I spend the longest time walking around the school looking for my class. The school (in my dream) was huge. The hallways were extremely wide and there were many floors. So many I lost track of which one I was on. Eventually I make it to the basement. I think of how much trouble I’m going to be in. I probably missed half the lesson already. I couldn’t hear any bells where I was. So I considered the possibility that English was already over. Now in the basement I walk around looking at all the machinery down there. I jump across catwalks trying to find stairs that lead out of the basement. During my search I find a basket of free sweets. There is a large assortment of traditional Egyptian sweets. None I like though. I do manage to find a few things I might like. I take them. I don’t plan on eating any soon though. I am about to continue my search for my English class when I notice Cinnamon rolls in the basket. I must have all of them. But I don’t want to be seen the people responsible for maintenance in the basement when doing this. I feel bad that I’m taking all the good stuff. But I say screw it and take them in a bag. Now I meet one of the guys who works in the basement. I sort of hint that I am lost. He says he’ll come with me. The dream ends.

I was in a large room. It was as big as an airplane hanger. There was no furniture.

Hanging from the ceiling were huge steel objects. Their dimensions were approximately 10' x 10' x 2', They were different shapes and colors, but solid colors.

I looked up knowing what to do. I had to avoid these objects that were coming to kill me. One came sliding across the ceiling. It could drop on me. Then another came from the other side of the room. It slid towards me, but it lower as it came towards me, so instead of threatening to drop on me, it could simply hit me as it moved forwards.

I started looking around the room and multiple objects started moving. I had to maneuver my way away from them.

Then the room started producing objects. I had to find stop button for each object or the room would continue to produce that object.

The room produced large plastic garbage cans. Then it started producing large plastic guns. I had to find some button and press it. I did.

Then the room started producing a small action figure. It was evil. It wasn't so much shaped like a person, but it spoke...eventually. It had a light which I ripped out carefully. I had to avoid a sharp point on the figure. I was upset about the point so I went to break it. It turned out to be a spear. When I broke the figures spear, it got mad and spoke to me saying, "You got me there, but now I'm angry!" or something like that. I continued to rip out a few wires and it "died."

Dream Skip

I'm in an old condo I used to live in with my mother. It was in good condition, but a wall was coming apart and it was going to need work soon. We needed to sell the place quickly to avoid having to deal with the problem.

As I walked through the house, I looked down over the living room. It was all white. There was a computer in the far right corner with a display in front of it. It was like silly bands, but nearly a foot high. There were several of them and they took on a random shape in response to the computer input. It was a physical manifestation of art that my mother was working on.

I was surprised that she would choose to do her art on a computer, but she did, and she had set up this thing in front of the computer to change shapes as she worked on her art. The art she was working on and the silly bands did not look alike. The silly bands would all take on the same shape.

There was another computer at the opposite corner of the room. It displayed the same artwork as the other computer. Someone made some innocuous change on the second computer, but it made a change to the display of silly bands. This change would be a give-away that someone had played with her computer.

There was some issue with some people trying to kill someone and they were caught. Then three ugly, heavy-set black women sat down at a dinner table and tried not to look guilty, but they were guilty of the crime.

The End

I'm going back to bed in a bit as it's only 5 am and I usually sleep until sometime between 10 and noon, but I just woke from a dream I wanted to write down asap!

Dream One (Fragment): Pictures of water parks are flashing before me and I am to choose which one I want to go to. Rules and times are being explained for each.

Dreams 2+: The earliest point I can remember I am standing with my kids behind me, my husband to my left, and a woman in a pencil skirt in front of me to my right. We're in a room with white walls, a pale blue office building style carpet, and double glass doors in front of us. We're preparing for an attack. A Buzzer sounds, and suddenly I see Dinosaurs running through the building. A T-Rex is the first to head our way. I start shooting at it through the double glass doors with my gun that fires like the Fammas I use in COD Black Ops. I nearly empty my clip on the damn thing before it finally goes down. My little boy is super curious about what's going on, and he starts to move forwards in front of me, I yell at him to stand back, just as a bunch of raptors come running in. I empty my clip on two of them, my husband takes one down and the lady takes one down. Another one gets past us though and gets my daughter. I panic for a split second, then think I might be able to find some sort of way to heal her if I move through the building. I start walking forwards, and this anime like chic with lavender hair and a white jump suit (think Rei from Evangellion (spelled?)) hands me a set of tweezers. Somehow, this sparks lucidity! I tell myself I'm just dreaming, so I'm going to pretend that these tweezers are some sort of medical secret weapon that can cure anything! Another T-Rex comes up some stairs towards me. I empty my clip on him, and breifly panic because I don't know how to change the clip in the gun or even if I have a spare! I try to calm down and tell myself again, this is a dream, all I have to do is pretend! I pull on the bottom handle of the gun, and this is apparently the clip. It slides out, and I pop it back in and tell myself that reloaded it. It worked like a charm Then a dino with a hard rounded head starts charging up the stairs. I try firing at it, but it closes it's eyes and it's skin and head are too hard to pierce with bullets! I retreat back to the room with my kids and husband, and hand the tweezers to the lady who is in there. She picks up my daughter and rushes her deeper into the room we were in away from the Dinos to miraculously cure her. My son decides to be a pain in the ass, and keeps moving in front of me and I am so scared he's going to be dino lunch. I tell him that if he doesn't get his butt behind me on the count of three, I'm going to drop this gun and spank his butt! Then I count, he cries on 1 and 2, but then scurries behind me just as I say three. Another one of the dinos with the hard skin and head comes charging in. I'm firing at him, but his eyes are closed. I empty my clip in him, as does my husband. I'm thinking this is the end while I reload my gun again, but it opens it's eyes at the last second and I shoot it's eyeballs to bits and it falls over dead. I decide I'm tired of this crap, and I'm out of here! I try to use the gun to cut a hole in the wall like in they do floors in the movies, but apparently the gun has lost it's bullets and is now firing paint balls. Fuck. I use the gun as a ram then and just bust a hole in the wall and tell myself that when I climb through that hole I'll come out at home. I come through at home, and my kids follow me. I tell them to go to the kitchen with Daddy, but they want to follow me and won't go! I want to find Kurasawa though, and I really don't want them around for that, so I run down the hall and lock myself in the bathroom, ha ha. I take the gun and break another hole in the wall. At first all I feel through the hole is ivy like I'm going outside into some sort of garden. I step back and take a moment to tell myself, "When I step through that hole, I'm going to come out in Kurasawa's dream. Not his house or a garden, but in his dream." I start through the hole again. I'm immediately overwhelmed by a strong but good manly smell. Like a whole bunch of mens scented soaps and body sprays all mixed together. The air is comfortable and warm, not cold or uneasy if that makes any sense. I know I've done it, I'm somehow Where I wanted to be. The carpets are dark blue, there's some blue green chairs and a couch, also the walls are a tan color and it looks like I'm in a trailer. I turn right because it looks like I'm on the far left end of this place. There's a kitchen where a couple of guys are goofing off getting beers, pouring shots, and eating/throwing food. They look college aged. They turn to look at me, and one of them asks who I am, I tell him I'm looking for Kurasawa and he just accepts this and they ignore me, lol. I walk down the hall by the kitchen, and walk into the first room on my left. As soon as I step in, I can just feel him there. There are a couple of twin beds, and I see him on the one farthest from me, laying down reading a magazine. I rush over towards him as fast as I can, and he sits up startled. He reaches out towards me and grabs my waist to pull me closer for a hug. A PSP game falls off the bed, and I notice there's a phone number written on it that starts with 718. I try to hug Kurasawa back but I end up getting too excited and wake up.

No worries though, I keep my eyes closed and I try to re imagine my trip through the wall into the living room and then down the hall to Kurasawa.It works and I fall asleep right back into the dream. This time he laughs and tells me welcome back. I smile at him, but refuse to get close enough to touch him, and tell him that I need to be detached from the situation or I'm going to wake up again! Then I remember the PSP game that fell to the floor. I pick it up and start to look at it again. It's bright orange and has a silhouette of a child carrying an umbrella on it. the numbers are now ***, the first three digits of my own area code. This reminds me that I wanted to ask Kurasawa where he is. I ask him if we're in Hic town (the nickname for what passes for a city in my county, lol) He says no, we're actually closer to C (a big city about an hour away) Then he reaches out for me again, and pulls me onto the bed so I'm straddling his legs. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close before laying back so that now I'm laying on top of him. This embarrasses me a bit and I end up Blushing which is pretty out of character for me and the first sign that I am losing lucidity. A girl walks into the room, She's the girl friend of one of the guys in the kitchen. The guy is following her. He has long black hair half down his back, and he's topless. He's talking, but he doesn't sound very smart and also sounds kind of brutish as if he doesn't care about anyone elses opinions or thoughts and thinks he's always right. Kurasawa sits up, nearly knocking me off him in the process, and tells me he wants to show me something.He slides his legs out from under me, careful not to let me fall, the takes my hand and starts pulling me to the hallway. We make it out into the hallways, and he opens his front door. I'm astounded. It looks like there's a river right outside his door. Like you'd have to get in a boat to step out the front door! I'm marveling over this and how I didn't know such a place existed so nearby. He laughs, and so do the guys in the kitchen, so I turn to look at them and see whats so funny. He tells me it's just a parking lot, nothing amazing about it. I try to explain what I'm seeing, a river, and he tells me it's been raining for a few days (it really has in my area, lol) and that the parking lot just has some standing water in it, no big deal. When I turn again to look I see a parking lot with an inch or so of water sitting in big puddles here and there and not the river I saw before. I briefly wonder if the difference was in my perception and remember the shared dreams that were posted in a "to the moon!" thread and how they would be different in little ways but still obviously shared dreams. I brush off this thought though, and don't regain my lucidity. Kurasawa takes me across the parking lot and through a couple of decorative trees, onto a little black metal gazebo. From there I can see the lake. I realize now that we're on the lake, and wonder which lake it is as there are two in the area he claims we're in. I randomly want to show my BFF, so we walk back intot he parking lot, and I hear one of the guys ask where someone is. The reply is that he's at the LT Office and I think he must work with my husband. Then I ask Kurasawa to take me back to look at the water because I don't want to remember life right now. So he takes me back, but this time on the way we pass a bush covered in Ivy and I recall the ivy the first time I tried to climb though into his place (dream? house? world? lol) then a few steps later and we pass a bronze statue of a cartoony man who's caught a cartoonish catfish. The fish part is a fountain though and is spitting water. Back on the gazebo, Kurasawa puts an arm on my waist pulling me close to him and the other arm on my head to hold me against his chest and the dream fades out as I watch the tiny waves rippling across the water.

Dreams from after going back to bed

Dream 1, 2, and 3 (fragments) I dream of purchasing several pony figurines in the Alicorn shape like princess Celestia. One was a green pony, one was an orange pony, and one was a pink and purple pony. It so weird because they were all three pretty much the same dream of driving up to a yard sale and finding this pony, the only difference was the color of the pony in each dream.

Dream 4 (Fragment): I was in a long and drawn out battle against some sort of shadowy demon like creature. I don't know how the fights started, but there were there rounds. The thing would press it's self into a flat black shadow and float around on the ground and then hoover in the sky. It would pop up to rush at me, or spit acid at me or shoot little disk shaped shadow balls at me. I was armed with a dagger and a steak knife of all things, so I didn't have much to work with. I could also tense my entire body up and growl out like an anime character "RAWR!" any my skin would crystallize for a quick moment so the monsters acid and attacks would have no effect on me (that's gotta be from reading Deadman Wonderland yesterday). I would leap on the demon and sink my knives into it then swish them around and cut it into think slices over and over again, but it kept regenerating. Still, somehow I managed to win all three rounds and at the end of the third it disappeared into a screaming cloud of ash. I remember thinking the whole time that it was just playing with me because it should have been harder to beat than it was and it should have attacked more. Also there were points where it didn't attack at all, just threw pictures of anime at me, lol.

Dream 5: I was talking to a guy with tan skin and long dark hair in a button up shirt and dress pants. He was sipping coffee and telling me something about how he almost went too far, but thought it would be too cruel a punishment? He really seemed like the nice almost hippie peace loving guy who would bury himself in books, not the kind of person who would punish others or do something that might even be remotely cruel. I think he also said something about looking through yearbooks to find past students.

Dream 6: My husband is playing Call of Duty with a friend of mine that my husband doesn't get along with in real life. I'm trying to talk to that friend at the same time on a set of head phones. He's saying he hasn't gotten any pictures of me since high school seven year ago, and wants a picture. I tell him I have tons on my facebook, but he wants one he doesn't have to get online to see. I tell him that next time he sees me he should just take a picture then. He wants to know when he'll see me again, and I tell him at exams tomorrow... and for some reason my dream self seems to think I'm back in high school and have end of semester testing the next day. He laughs and says the match is over, can't he just swing by now? I say sure, and he walks in. My husband is hungry and goes to the kitchen, so my friend and I sit down on the floor to hang out. Some how he ends up getting sad, so I try to hug him to comfort him, and he ends up latching onto me and laying me down and just holding me like I'm a stuffed animal he's sleeping with or something. This startles me awake and even though I haven't seem him in over a year I feel really awkward, lol.

6/1/12

There is one school activity that I am not prepared for it. Im very nervous that time. Next activity is the talent. Im being partnered with my naughty classmate. She said that we'll use the spoon as props in dancing. Lol

Then after that, I played basketball with our bestplayers in our school varsity. I didnt score though so I am being substituted. After that, the court become small like a normal room. My classmate was there and they sat in all the chairs. So i just sat on the floor and didnt recognize that i am in the middle of the court. So i am being kick out outside the room. I just sat in front of the room with other people. I waited outside and and a moneymaker appear as one of my things. Its so long that makes it block the pathway. So i decided to go back home.

As I walking through the tricycle, my grandmother appeared beside me. We are holding piece of fish. I rode the tricycle first. Then the tricycle started. I notice my grandmother was missing. I checked the backseat, nothing's there. So I asked the driver to stop but he didnt. So I jumped outside the tricycle. And the tricycle also stopped. The driver was looking at me together with my grandmother. I was astonished she was there. So I realize I was idiot.

Then my grandmother sat beside me.

My dream became 3rd point of view. The driver became zombie. Then A child sat beside the old woman probably not my grandmother. The zombie bite the old woman. Then the child escaped. The driver also bite my two friends by their name. It's name is AL and PR. The child who escaped, run inside the evacuation center of the survivors. Then I woke up

1. I was at work, and one of my patients was having problems and had come in for some testing. He was first in line which a lot of people behind him. In the meantime, I was running the test on Dr. D. C, an echo tech, had another patient on the table next to Dr. D, and she was showing me how to hook someone up. It was similar to doing an EKG but more complicated with extra leads. I had to attach both an orange lead and a blue lead at each location. The blue leads were shaped like monkeys. Part of the test was to see if the patient developed a certain taste in his mouth.

2. My husband was leaving for work and taking the minivan, which was parked across the street. I had to take the kids somewhere, but I hadn't driven in awhile and had to find where I had parked the other car. [This situation should have tipped me off since we always keep the cars in the garage & I drive daily] I thought I saw the car parked down the street so I sent the kids to check it out. While they did that, I went inside to grab a snack. I looked in my nightstand, but it mainly contained food I don't like: packaged cookies, canned asparagus and tubes of herb paste. I found one tiny packet of airplane peanuts. My bedroom looked right but the house itself was a small bungelow unlike any place I have lived. The neighborhood had small older homes with no garages. Then my coworker, L, and her husband gave me a ride in their van. We talked about sleeping in the back of the van. They had a mattress back there because L's husband works out of town and travels back & forth a lot.

3. My husband, T, Mom & I were in Toronto staying at a nice hotel. We were in the lobby and I saw someone that I had met at an investigator mtg last year in Montreal. He was standing by the pool table talking about how much he likes to travel on business, but he had mixed feelings about his next trip since he always drinks too much. So of course we all hung out at the bar and I introduced him to T & Mom. He said that we should all come back to Toronto in a few months and meet him there, and Mom said she was already planning another Toronto trip anyway.

Just before bed, I had read a few articles about the problems that the Spanish royal family was going through, and it was amusing how I ended up rehashing all of that in my dream conversation.

I'm in the kitchen trying to talk to Dad while heating up dinner. I'm telling him all about the news stories about the king of Spain accidentally revealing his mistress to the public while the queen was vacationing with her family. Dad isn't really paying attention. He's heating up some naans in the microwave. I continue on, telling Dad about how the king's mistress fled to Monaco while I grab a stack of tortillas. Dad walks out of the kitchen without listening and without taking his naan out of the microwave. I take it out of the microwave, noticing that it looks almost half-eaten. But I don't pay attention to that and stick a plate with a HUGE stack of tortillas into the microwave.

I walk out of the kitchen towards the entrance to the house, but now I'm walking on a concrete pier in Monaco. Prince Albert is walking ahead of me in a pair of swim trunks. His new wife is right behind him -- I get the feeling that she's not letting her husband out of her sight while the Spanish king's mistress was around. People are fishing off of the sides of the pier or, in some spots, they're climbing down ladders into the water so they can swim. (Why didn't I hang around? I loved Monaco but my only visit there was much to brief!)

I move on to riding a motorcycle down a mountain road. There's a tunnel ahead, but it's blocked at the entrance with a detour sign pointing to the right. I watch other bikers looking around with confusion, not sure where to go. For my part, I see what looks like a dirt embankment on the side. I aim for it and find myself riding sideways along the side of the mountain. The others follow me, but we reach a dead end with nowhere else to go.

I'm in my hometown. I'm here for my best friend Summer's wedding. For some reason I visit the local high school. There is a job fair event going on and they are providing lunches. I grab my food and begin eating. It's a plate of spaghetti with pieces of sausage and bread rolls with butter spread. It's very filling and I feel guilty about eating everything because I don't want to gain weight. I notice a lady arguing with a clerk behind an office table.

"My daughter should be getting an hour lunch break! You are telling me she works here and only gets thirty minutes?! That's ridiculous," she yells. "Think about it. It'll take her ten minutes to get to the nearest fast food place to eat. She barely has time to eat, nevermind how eating will probably mess with her makeup! That takes time to fix before she can come back to work. She needs at least an hour!"

I finish my food and leave. I start driving in my car but before I get on the highway a huge thundercloud rolls past heading in the direction of Summer's house. It moves at an impossible speed and is gone within a matter of seconds. I pull out my cell phone and call Summer. I tell her that there is a storm headed her way and to call me when it passes so I can come over. Then I drive the opposite direction toward the beach.

Once I get to the bridge that goes over the bay I notice several police cars ahead, and a military helicopter flying overhead. I park my car and get out. There is a crowd of bystanders looking at something. All of the sudden a motorcycle flies past them - only there is no one riding it. It heads straight for a concrete barrier but instead of crashing, it passes straight through as if it were a hologram. Then it comes back, but this time an older man (probably late fifties) is riding it. He stops in front of the group. He's wearing a purple futuristic looking suit, and another woman (I can only assume is his spouse) shows up next to him dressed in similar attire. All of the sudden she falls through the road up to her shoulders - like it's water or something. She motions everyone to come forward and touch her so she can show us it is not an illusion. It's weird feeling my hand run down her neck to be stopped abruptly by the cement ground. I assume they are demonstrating some kind of top secret technology and that it is very illegal - hence the police cars and military personnel closing in.

"We have to leave now," a man in the crowd yells, "The military is recording the names of all of the people witnessing this!"

"The government should not be allowed to suppress technology like this," I say out loud.

It doesn't matter though. Everyone starts scattering. I walk back to my car to drive away in a hurry.

[UPDATE: This dream setting took place when I was to be in my hometown to attend my best friend Summer's wedding. That has come and gone now in real life. Oddly enough, during the wedding ceremony on the beach (i.e. the same beach I was driving to in the dream) the exact same military helicopter did a flyover. I had never seen one fly over the beach in all my years growing up there. I just found it an odd coincidence that one just happened to do so after I just dreamed about it happening within the same time frame.]

I visited the guest bedrooms in my house and found some young girls in there (cousins?). They had hidden away a good dozen or so friends of theirs who had run away from home. The girls were hiding in storage space. They begged me to not tell anyone. A couple of teenage boys appeared and they began to harm the girls in the room. Suddenly civil war broke out. I stepped outside and fishing hooks were being thrown around. I was pierced by fishing hooks twice while walking.

POV left my body and entered the house again. A lady in my house was told to rape a man. She didn't seem too bothered by it, but while having sex with him, she saw a premonition of her future daughter dying at a young age--the daughter she saw was conceived during the rape. She sobbed and yelled "My daughter is dead" while holding onto the face of the man she was forced to have sex with. The man had already died.

The dream moves on to a caretaker and the child she is raising. These women are starving. The caretaker gave chunks of her own flesh to ants, making the ants grow big and fat. She told her ward to take the ants and flee the house--the ants were to serve as food during the young lady's travels. The young lady does not wish to leave, but the caretaker yells at her, so the young lady escapes.

The dream moves on to a group of men and a woman. They have been assigned the task of hunting down a man who has fled the house. This man has caught the gay disease. One man leads the others, trying to convince everyone and himself that being gay is not contagious. He does a poor job of convincing his group. Once they leave the house, they come across a flooded building with floating corpses. A few floors up, and there are sex/groping vending machines. They encounter the girl in the group, and while she is distracted by the sex machines, another man comes up behind her and has sex with her. The girl looks at the man and exclaims "Wow, you're really big." The man replies in a deep Batman voice, "Don't tell the Japanese." Apparently he did not want the Japanese to be jealous of him.

Its hours later and I only clearly remember the end being in a group with a cousin.

Okay, so this is my first journal entry here on the DV website. I've been awake for 8 1/2 hours (1:30 now, woke up at 5am) so I don't know how my recall will be affected, although I feel as though the memory is pretty strong after all this time. Mainly because I've already written out this post once, but due to my clumsy-assed sausage fingers, lost the post completely.

So the dream is that I'm a sort of men's retreat. No women in sight, and a kind of friendly, fraternal vibe in the air. The first thing I remember of the "scene" is myself sitting on a bed in a kind of bunkhouse. It's a large,rustic, open building, much like what you'd find at a summer camp, with beds lined down both walls, like a barraks. I'm sitting on one of the beds talking to another, fairly handome guy. Like myself, he's not overly handsome, but neither is he ugly. We're having a friendly conversation, the specifics of which I do not remember, and after a minute or two of this, I notice that I'm aroused and begin imgagining being on the receiving end of some nice, slow fellatio. Moments after this thought, the guy across from me seems to get the same vibe, and it begins to happen. (It should be noted here, that I am a heterosexual, and happily so. And although I'm "freaking out" over this scene, I am curious about what it means, as I know that scenes in dream are rarely supposed to be taken at face value and are symbolic

Scene shifts to myself and four or five other guys seated around a large, rectangular "dinner"table, in the same kind of building as before. And again, there's a relaxed, friendly atmosphere, and we're just having a normal conversation about your typical mundane topics. Again I don't recall specifics of this conversation, but I strongly remember the gist of it.

As we talk, I look down at the table and see a magazine there. It's a kind of men's fitness/style type magazine like GQ or something like that, and I notice that it's open to an article about food. Again, I don't recall the details of the article, but I do remember there being a picture of food. Specifically peach slices on a plate with mint leaves for garnish.

After looking at the article, I look back up and while looking at the leader of our little conversation group, who is an employee there or guidance counselor, if you will, I put the first two fingers of my left hand on the page of the ,magazine, open to the article I'd read and begin moving the magazine back and forth on the table, sliding along, trying to subtly get the attention of the "counselor", and I succeed. He looks down and picks up the magazine and after a brief read, he says

"So it says here that John Melancamp can bench press 135 pounds for seven reps." I think it was seven, anyway. At which point I say "Well, that's not too bad considering he's in his sixties, or something.."

That's it. All I remember.

Feel free to interpret and or discuss.

More to come.

Key:
{Curly brace & blue} .... Relevent waking life details before entry, if appropriate

Black .... Dream body/narative text

(Standard braces & dark green, bold) .... Dream notes, lucidity, time. method etc

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{This one is from last night.... 30 may 2012}

(Non-Lucid)

I am walking through a glass roofed arcade type building, with cast iron beams and a large vaulted glazed roof
... Just like old fashioned 'victorian' type shopping arcades

It was very overcast outside, and raining heavily.

The arcade was a meandering curved pattern, rather than a straight line (like a shopping centre)
... The sides of my 'pathway' through the arcade was lined with large Yucca plants in terracotta pots.
The floor of the 'arcade' was pea-gravel, which crunched as I walked on it

Key:
{Curly brace & blue} .... Relevent waking life details before entry, if appropriate

Black .... Dream body/narative text

(Standard braces & dark green, bold) .... Dream notes, lucidity, time. method etc

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{This one is from two nights ago.... 29 may 2012
Waking life I've been trying to WILD, and have been getting quite close.
So I went to bed at my normal time, with the intention to get 4hrs+ REALLY GOOD sleep,
so that I should easily WILD when I've taken my early morning 3.30 to 4am pee}

(Non-Lucid)

I dreamed that I couldn't sleep for most of the night & that I was tossing and turning..
.. Though the night seemed to pass by quite quickly.. it was soon really light outside,
and eventually was that not far off my normal alarm waking time in waking life
.. I was worried that my lack of sleep would wreck my chances of a WILD.

I even at one point, picked up my mobile in the dream, and browsed a few of pages on the subject of sleep

(I know it was a dream, because...
1) The web pages I browsed on my phone in the night weren't in the browser history
2) On recollection in the morning, it felt 'dreamlike'
3) I 'woke up' when my alarm went off in waking life, without feeling like I hadn't slept

I can remember being somewhere I think in a room sitting on a bed and I done a reality check out of nowhere, I didn't ask myself if I was dreaming, then I became aware, but it felt like fake awareness like my conscious wasn't aware? Well then I knew that I could control the dream so I walked around this house I was in and then I suddenly went to a room and thought lets spawn somebody that I know then I did that and this girl walked through the door then she just went away. So then I decided to go outside and meet up with my friend, I ended up in a car and driving with a friend and he was complaining about something, I think I was losing control of the dream, then some weird shit happened, there was a mass crash of aload of cars and I got out and some fat kid on a bike tried taking a picture of me because he thought I did it and he was going to get me in trouble, so he managed to get a picture of me while I tried to block my face, but all that showed was my top, so I took it of and threw it at some guys window lol, he came out and he looked like a freekin assasin, I ran away and I had gun shots *I think he thought it was the fatkid so he shot him* so I ended up getting into some gardens and I hopped over a few fences and heard a very loud screech, he was behind me, then the dream was ending..

Pretty excited that I went semi-lucid!!