non-lucid

Estava correndo por uma rua deserta de Silent Hill sendo perseguido por inúmeros monstros, depois de correr um pouco, vi uma lanchonete com luzes acessas e com cerca de 3 ou 4 pessoas dentro.Corri o mais rápido que pude e entrei no exato momento em que os monstros iam me pegar e por algum motivo os monstro não podiam entrar nessas lanchonetes.Observei os monstros irem embora e depois me virei para as pessoas que ali se encontravam, estes começaram a falar sobre a cidade e sobre os monstros, discutimos por fim como poderíamos sair dessa cidade macabra. Eu disse á eles que as ruas que levavam até a saída haviam virado um enorme precipício impedindo nossa passagem, então um homem que estava sentado perto da janela da lanchonete disse para nós que se nós quiséssemos, os precipícios poderiam desaparecer usando a nossa mente imaginado que no lugar destes haviam as ruas normalmente. Depois de discutirmos isso, fomos para fora e começamos a subir uma rua logo em frente , mas quando olhamos para trás, onde havia um precipício, percebemos que havia virado uma rua novamente e os monstro que estavam do outro lado corriam em nossa direção. Corremos na direção da lanchonete segura novamente, porém os monstros estavam muito perto dela,não tivemos escolha á não ser tentar combater os monstros.Nesse momento eu não conseguia me mexer e só podia observar aquela batalha de longe por um tempo antes de despertar.

DreamLucidAwake

I had a dream character appear as a buddy in all my dreams. I don't think he ever said his name, but I named him Chris and he responded to it.

Nightmare Tunnel

I was running through some place we called a "nightmare tunnel" with a dream buddy. The walls of the tunnel were odd swirling shades of yellow. We were running along a bridge/platform from zombies. A trap door then opened in our path and I fell in. I was in a dark room now and I walked down the hall towards the light.

Now I was in an arena like room with high walls that prevented me from getting back to Chris. Suddenly vents opened and thousands of spiders poured out of them. As they surrounded me I suddenly realized that if it was a "nightmare tunnel" then that means I'm in a dream. I slowed down time and did a high jump before they could start crawling on me. While I was in the air a few of them tried jumping at me from the walls. I teleported out of the way to a wall with out spiders and then leaped over the arena to get out.

I found myself alongside Chris again and now running from zombies, ghosts, swordsmen, and spiders. The bridge suddenly ended and below was just a bottomless pit. Chris turned around to face the monsters and prepared to fight them. I decided to take the easy way out and push him off the bridge. I then jumped down into the pit myself.

I saw a bright flash of light and I found myself laying in a field. I got up off the ground and found Chris. I explained to him that it was a dream and we could do anything. So we both got the idea to play around with the low gravity. We did a few jumps and flips before quickly becoming bored with that.

"There's nothing to do in this field." Chris said.
"Sure there is!" I said as I summoned a slinky.
"What are you going to do with that?" He asked.
"You'll see."

I placed it between my hands and then magically expanded it to the size of a house. We then jumped on top of the slinky and I made it fly high in the air. I then added some spins and spirals to the flight to make it fun. Once we got past the clouds I decided to let the slinky fall and jump off. I was now happily free falling through the sky. I completely forgot about the landing part though and I hit the ground hard. I immediately got right back up full of energy.

"Ouch, that hurt a little." I said with my hand over my side.
"You just fell 1000 feet and you're okay with that?" Chris asked me surprised.
"Ha ha, if this was real life that would be a broken rib." I said laughing.

Sadly the dream started to fade away at this point. More things may have happened, but I can't remember.

A Grim Future

I was inside an old rundown building. It was abandoned and looked like no one had lived there in years. Chris from the last dream was by my side again and was exploring with me. As we moved around the house I started to notice that it looked a lot like my home. We were on the second floor but didn't find anything interesting. I fallowed Chris down the stairs and into one of the larger rooms. I recognized it as my living room and realized that it was my home. I then shined my flash light near the couch. In the light I saw the two dead bodies of my parents.

"What the hell is happening here?" I thought out loud.
"You time traveled, remember?" Chris answered.
"How far did I go?" I asked him.
"About a few years I think." He said.

Through out the house I found more dead bodies of family members. I also found several animal bodies of pets I've had through my life. I woke up shortly after.

The Honor Code

I was in the living room of a very nice house. That's all I can really it say, it was fancified. I found Chris sleeping on the floor.

"Chris, get off the floor." I said.
"I was sleeping" He said annoyed.
"Look outside." I said while pointing to the window.

We walked to the window and looked outside. The ground was covered in a thick layer of snow and there were gray clouds covering the sky. We looked to see a caravan sinking into a pond and a many people drowning. Medieval soldiers soon arrived and worked hard to get them out of the water.

"Shouldn't we go help them?" I asked.
"Not unless we're in the army." He said.
"Seriously? We can't help people unless we're soldiers?" I asked in disappointment.
"I heard they're offering a 3 day trial period. That should be long enough for us." He said.
"Well then let's go!" I said excitedly.

I turned away from the window and saw a man of about my age in the living room. Looking at his clothes I could tell he was associated with the military but only a squire. He was messing with a few statues and antiques in the room.

"Can I help you?" I asked him.

I startled him and he dropped the small vase he was holding. We both looked at it as it fell to the ground and shattered. He looked up and smiled sheepishly.

"It's not mine but you're paying for it." I told the squire.
"I was sent to help you find the barracks." He said.
"Okay..." I said expecting him to explain more.
"We must go there for you to sign the honor code." Chris explained.
"Lead the way." I said.

We walked outside into the snowy weather and the squire pulled out a map. I tried reading it, but I couldn't make sense out of it. He pointed down the road leading to the village and we followed him. Unfortunately the dream kind of skipped straight past the village and into the barracks.

The squire pulled a golden tablet out from a desk drawer. He motioned me forward and handed me a quill. He started rambling a bunch of nonsense that I kind of ignored until he mentioned magic.

"This golden tablet is the honor code. It is magical device that will decide if you're with or with out honor. Just sign right here." He instructed me.

I took the quill and signed the tablet, but it was more like random scribbles. I then stepped aside so Chris could sign. Neither of us blew up or anything so I figured we passed. The squire then scribbled something on a scroll and said we passed.

The next thing I know I'm at a fair with rides and stuff in chainmail armor. I knew my job was to watch for crime and keep peace at the event. Despite this, I walked up and down the street trying to find Chris.

"Chris! Where are you?!" I shouted into the crowd of people.
"Right here." He said as he walked up to me.
"Where the hell did you go?" I asked.
"Rollercoaster." He replied.
"I see you also got cotton candy..." I said staring at the bag of pink fluff strapped to his side.
"Want some?" He asked.
"Yup!" I said happily.

So we spent the rest of the dream just sitting on a bench and eating cotton candy. As with all cotton candy, it was tasty.

Pointjackers

It was a bright sunny day and I was riding a rubber raft in the ocean. My sister and a weasel were also in the raft with me. I saw Chris in the water working hard to push the raft.

"Why did we bring a weasel?" I asked Chris.
"New dream law." He said.
"And it's a law because...?" I asked confused.
"There's been a lot of dragon sightings around here lately. Everyone is now ordered to have a weasel at sea. It will protect us from the dragon." He explained to me.

I then saw a large white dragon leap out of the water nearby. It wasn't aggressive and it swam away. I noticed that me and my sister were wearing colorful electronic knee and elbow pads. I read the screen on my elbow pad (impossible in real life) and it showed 1000 points. I figured this referred to power points and could be used for defensive abilities and magical attacks. I placed my elbow on my sister's knee and gave her half of my points to add to her defenses. Thanks to our training from the last dream, me and Chris knew much more about fighting dragons than her and I was worried that the dragon could still attack. It appeared a few times, but luckily we never got in a fight.

We started to approach an island with slides and swing sets. It looked exactly like the playground I usually visit in dreams except it was surrounded by water and sandy. We got off the raft and stepped onto the beach. Unfortunately Chris said he had more rafts to deliver. The whole island was essentially the playing field of a game. There were many children there wearing colored knee and elbow pads like us. I noticed many of my family members sitting on the beach, but I didn't bother to greet them. I kid then ran by me at a super speed and smacked my elbow with his elbow.

"Ha Ha!" he taunted.
"Fricking pointjacker!" I yelled at him.

He had taken 35 points or so from me. I couldn't ask my sister for any of my points back because I felt that would be dishonorable. I also knew she would need them more because these guys were hardcore. I wasn't interested in taking power points from other kids either as that was like stealing money to me. I just wanted to play around like I usually do on the playground.

I saw a wooden toy intended for climbing on past the swing sets. As I walked over there I stayed close to the swing sets where these gamers were too busy swinging. I got too close though and took a foot to the face and fell to the ground. I turned onto my back and saw a fat kid get off the swing in front of me. I stood up to face him eye to eye (sadly I was a foot shorter in this dream). It was the kid that accidentally kicked me in the face.

"You tryin' to steal my points?" He said in an attempt to intimidate me.
"No." I said firmly.
"I thinks you are." He said smugly.
"Just passing by." I said.

I had already started walking towards the wooden toy again before he could get out another word. I wasn't in the mood for dealing people like him. So I started climbing multiple platforms and layers inside the structure. I stopped when I heard footsteps coming from the ground below me. I snuck to a position where I could remain hidden and observe. I saw the same kid from before wandering around below trying to find me. I jumped down and tackled him to the ground. I held him down until I had absorbed all of his power points.

"Please go away now." I said irritated.
"Mommy!!!" He cried and ran off.
"Finally." I said to myself.

I walked over to my family sitting on the beach and just looked out into the ocean. The dream faded away after this.

End

Chris seems to be a much better dream character than most. He just makes things more fun. Unfortunately I didn't take his hints that I was dreaming. I hope to see him in more of my dreams.

I was on Chatroulette with a girl who seemed to be in the corner of my neighbors front yard. She flashed me her underwear, and I asked "can I have a closer look?", so she smiled and lifted up the skirt again. She looked into my eyes, and moved the panties to the left, exposing a shaved vag.
It was as if I was there with her. I was about to finger her, but she was too tight for me to get my fingers in, so I asked her to give me a show. After that, I wanted to penetrate her.
I asked her "do you have a condom?", to which she replied "ew no, I'm not gay" and disconnected, as if I implied I wanted anal sex by this. I sat there for 3 seconds, thinking "what the hell" before the dream ended.

Sunday, Dec.18, 2011.

Some twins were mentally ill. I was carrying my stuff in a laundry basket.

Neighbors kid, who is all grown up now, got out of jail and pulled a gun on someone at the corner grocery store. We got away from there and called cops. We took refuge in and abandoned building nearby. Watched it all happen from there.

Thebeastofold's Dream


basement meeting, military museam, little piglet?

Started out, i was walking out of some basement, up some stairs with my dad, felt like we were coming out of one ofmy radio club meetings, and dad says to me "hows your clubs military room coming along?" and i said what military room? so he walks out of the front door and i turn right and walk down an old looking hallway and through a door to the left, and i see a folding electric chair...looks like an electric chair from some prison but it was made to fold and lean ont he wall, or go in a closet etc..weird...there was some older guy standing there that just smiled at me as i looked at him..i alked through another door and went left again, and i saw a piglet and a small dog running around the room, through the door on the other side of the room i could see pictures of misc military personnel covering the walls...i noticed a bathroom to my right and i picke dup the piglet and dog and went into the bathroom and closed the door..i putthe animals down, peed, then i layed on the floor and started playing witht eh piglet, then the dog, then both...i got up, carrying the piglet with me and went through the door into the military looking room, and a voice in my head suddenly said, "the museum isnt quite open yet" i looked through the door and saw all kinds of military stuff on display, the room was packed! i walked through the door and all of a sudden i was rummaging through a big chest of misc mickey mouse and disney buttons and pins etc...woke up...

12/19/11 AFTERNOON NAP

NON-LUCID

I decided to take a nap in the afternoon and managed to get a few dreams in.

Dream 1:

I'm in a restaurant, this lady who looks Hispanic eventually offers her seat to me. I asked her if she was sure, and she said "Yes" with a smile on her face. I sat down and this random DC takes the other empty seat and gives me an overview on a slideshow presentation on people that were in my place of birth. I just went with the flow and agreed to everything he said. I think I was eating something while he was talking.

It looked like cake but when I cut it, it was like jello. I can't remember the taste, but it probably tasted good because I kept eating it. While the guy informs me more of these random people, I could recognize a few names, but I don't recall ever knowing them in waking life.



That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 2:


I was in my AP Human Geography class, and we were going to watch a movie that looked like Star Wars. It looked like it because apparently Anakin Skywalker was going through some drawing lesson in making swirls. The guy before him did a horrible job doing so, and Anakin did a better job. Our teacher said we can watch the movie and draw on the other screen while watching it, or we could do something else.



I decided to ignore the movie because I had a piece of paper in front of me with very small glass square within each square that was drawn. And if you could fill them all up, the teacher would give us extra credit. I counted how many I needed, and 6 or so were empty, so I asked the teacher and he ended up giving me 7.



After I finally filled the rest, I just sat there for some reason instead of asking the teacher.

This is when the dream starts to change to where I'm outdoors. I believe I was standing on light gray-black bricks and was holding on to the side of some medium that was layered in brick as well that had grass on top of it. I couldn't remember exactly, but I knew there was something on top.



I was looking around a little bit and saw random DCs, but couldn't recognize any familiar faces. I'm back in my AP Human Geography class I had in High School again, and I asked a student if it was too late to turn in the paper with glass squares stuck to them to the teacher. The DC said that you can, but he doesn't know if he'll change my grade on time.

So I go to the teacher who is a few feet away from us. I give him the sheet and asked him if I can still give it to him, and I also added that I wouldn't mind if he couldn't, and hoped he would still take it anyway.

He looked a bit worried at first, but he said I'll would be given points, but not as much as I would if I turned it in earlier. I thanked him and went back to sit. While I was sitting I turn to my right and I see a person who was on the Cypress Lakes Tennis team, but he moved to another school I believe. He was #1 I think for varsity, and his right left was amputated, and the casting was pink and black.



It didn't surprise me he had that kind of color for the leg, since he was a bit silly in waking life and would act immature, and I think it's because he has wealthy parents, so it made him a bit spoiled, but I won't assume anything else from him.

We waited for a while, and I was listening to the guy talk to another guy about something, and then someone said it was time to leave class, we all got up, and that's all I remember.

I was in sone place, and it was dark. I knew there was some kind of disease in the air, and you would die if you stayed there too long. Everyone had a bubble shaped like a heart above their heads, indicating how long they had left. I saw Brandon, and his bubble was really low. I grabbed him and trie to take him back but by then it was too late. I ran out and opened up a refrigerator in the room. I pulled out a drawer, reveaing a secret room, and jumped in. I'd be safe from the virus in there.

So I haven't been sleeping well lately. I also have not been having LD's for a while.

I had two very brief ones over the course of the last week. I wrote about one already. The next day I also had a very brief one.

I went to bed about 3-4 am and couldn't sleep. I stared into the blackness and tried to get some visuals going.

After a few hours of nothing I began to see bright colors, vivid techni-colors like walls. I imagined it like a tunnel and tried to create an opening like a circle at the other end.

I could see through the tunnel and on the other end was my dream space. I had been thinking earlier in the night about dreaming I was in Florida by the pool.

There it was right through the color tunnel. I managed to reach it and could feel myself split between my physical body and dream body. I was by the pool and in bed.

It switched over to me just being by the pool. I was very excited. The dream wasn't fully formed. Everything was blank or unfinished. I remember jumping into the pool of water then going over to the side of the pool and picturing a girl there.

She was there but she had no features. No face, just a blank body. I remember reaching over to her to bring her closer to me and the dream started to fade and then my consciousness slipped fully back into my body.

As I lied in bed sleepless I began to slip off into small patches of sleep and wake back up again. At first I didn't notice but I began to recall having dreams. They weren't long. I must have been falling asleep for short periods of time like 5-15 mins tops then waking back up again.

I tried to focus on the blackness and tried to "spin" my vision. Like a mini-galaxy I spun what little white there was around and around. It is a little hazy what happened next but I think I opened another "portal" and entered a LD state.

I recall getting out of bed and walking up the stairs on the inside of my house. I know it was my house because as I walked up to the third floor I looked at the wall and saw there was no window. In my house there are two windows there and I saw they were absent. I remembered realizing it was SUPPOSED to be there. I was forming the dream around me and just had not added the windows.

I walked into the third floor apt looking for people but no one was there and once again the place was not "fully formed yet". The place was being "built" around me.

I don't recall much else except the fact that the LD wasn't very long and it faded away like the other.

I sent my daughter off to school then laid back down to try to get some sleep but it still wouldnt come.

Eventually I started to drift off into very small periods of sleep again (only a few minutes each) however they were semi-lucid dreams. I was lucid to a certain degree and only had control over my own actions, not the environment.

I must have had about 10 of these mini segmented LDs before I finally just got out of bed.

I was about high school aged, and my martial arts class had just finished. I was waiting for my mom to pick me up with a group of other martial arts students. Drunkenness was somehow involved - at one point I was helping people find designated drivers.

I wakjed next door to the martial arts school and into a wood crafts shop. I talked with the shop owner, who told me what her store was doing for the community. I put a piece of tape from a wooden dispenser on my nose, waited, and pulled it away quickly to remove blackheads.

Note: No lucidity in days, though I'm doing frequent reality checks. A bit frustrating.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Last night I didn't get much quality sleep, one good part of it all is that you usually dream alot if you don't.

22.00: Sleep

04.00: Taekwondo and other stuff
I'm at taekwondo practice and my coworker Björn is there. Everyone's lying on the floor watching an old man who's a black belt, do some retarded moves and attempts to show people how it's done. Our Master shakes his head. After a few minutes we all get up and I start talking to a guy who used to practice there. He tells me he intends to go to Sydney and study because he can practice taekwondo and surfing at the same time then. We spar for a little while until I see another coworker.

He's drinking a beer and hands me another one. He asks me if I want some cases. "No sorry, I just ordered from my neighbours" I tell him. He thinks I'm an idiot and asks me why. I don't really see the point of it all. We head up some stairs and I finish my beer. My friend Henrik shows up and he's pissed because I've ordered beer from other people. "What's the big fucking deal?!" I ask him angrily. He can't come up with a proper answer. We start eating red berries we find on a thorny bush, they taste sweet.

I get up and head down a road, it's the road I grew up on I realise after a while. Suddenly I'm on a cart with my friend Erik, going past Henrik's house. His dog runs up to us and I pet him. Henrik comes out and we all head into a shed. It's got shelves filled with different spray cans and other dangerous liquids. One of them pops open and I try to close it again, it's leaking gas into the room. It takes a while but I manage to close it. Another can opens up, it's nitrogen. It doesn't want to close and I take it outside. I'm having trouble breathing and have to go around the corner to get some fresh air. The can continues to leak nitrogen on the ground.

05.30: Fragments
*I'm with my dad in a car. We have an argument over my wrists and I tell him I'm not faking it. "If I say I can't do something because it hurts, I'm not bullshitting you!" I tell him.

*I watch as fOrceez plays golf. He's quite good actually, but what I'm seeing is more like a tape of him when he was younger. All of a sudden the scene turns into a hospital and he's there with his girlfriend who has just popped out their kid. It looks a bit Asian.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Vampire Dream:

[This is a sexual dream and I will be omitting some of the details...sorry.]

I was captured by a vampire. He was holding several other people captive also. I knew the vampire planned to kill all of us. I wondered what it would feel like to die. Would it hurt? How painful was a vampire's bite? Didn't vampires seduce you before they bit you? Maybe I would be so entraced that I wouldn't noticed that I was dying. All these thoughts were going through my mind.

Then suddenly the vampire appeared before me. He walked toward me. He had long flowing blond hair and wore black leather pants and a while blousy shirt. He reminded me a little of an 80's rock star. He was very good looking.

He smiled at me as he slowly came closer. He seemed to know what I had been thinking. I started feeling dizzy just looking into his eyes. The guy was gorgeous. He then put his lips to mine and my mind started to swirl. I only remember briefly thinking that he was seducing me and that this could be the end. But it felt so good that I didn't care. I lost track of time. I was completely caught up in the passion that swirled around me. I seemed to come in and out of consciousness. I remember at one point realizing that he had pulled my shirt up. I didn't care. Everything felt so good. At another point I remember my pants being down. I was vaguely conscious that there were other people in the room, but again, I didn't care. I was overwhelmed with pleasure and passion.

And then suddenly...finally....it was over. He was standing about four feet away from me. I was still alive. I remember wanting to ask him if he could do that to me again...and again....before his finally killed me. I could see a little smile forming in the corner of his mouth as if he had again read my thoughts.


And the dream ended.

I woke up feeling pretty disturbed about this dream. Why wasn't I trying to escape? Why did I not try to slay him? Isn't that what I am in my dreams....a vampire slayer? Yet I was completely content to let this vampire take advantage of me until he finally got bored and killed me. How nice.

12/19/11

NON-LUCID

Dream 1:

I was in the office in a random school. I see the assistant principal of Morton Ranch High School in there, and I had to show her some information to get something back. I don’t know what, but that’s all I remember.

Windhover's Dream

I'm in my school, but the structure is different and the building had different atmophere from my real high school, although I meet some of my friends and teachers. I'm first at the auditorium; looks a lot like a huge theater than just the school auditorium... below, chorus students are singing on the stage. for some reason I have to get out, but the people are blocking me in a frustrating way. I get out somehow, and then I'm at the frint door of Comic class. I remember putting christmas gifts (marmalade jam) for my teachers in a locker (it's in comic class room) so I try to get in the class but the door is locked. I think I get in from back door, meeting my friend T. dont know what happened here, I see my comic teacher too...
suddenly scene jumps and I'm in my room. bunch of high schoolers (not my friends) are reading my comic, sitting on my bed, crowded in my room.

I was a giant inside a building. There was another giant outside. Everyone else was normal sized.

There was a threat that I would be punished for something, possibly for being a giant (?). It seemed like something beyond my control. I therefore saw an Asian in a round, bamboo cage. The man represented me and my possible punishment. He was taller than the diameter of the cage, so that he lay down on a floor of sand and his feet were outside the cage.

I then thought I had awakened from the, or a dream, and started trying to reason what was going on, but didn't get very far.

Dream skip ~

I was with a female. I didn't really see her face. She was nude. I could see the top of her vagina and here torso. She was really sexy, but she wanted her underwear. I gave her her very skimpy, white, cotton underwear. I may have touched her a little right around her vagina, but I looked away then and left her alone since she wasn't game.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with two friends, a man and a woman. We were walking into something like a high school gymnasium which had been done up for a flea-market-type sale.

Just inside the heavy metal doors was an aisle of tables, running from the left to the right, and extending across the width of the gymnasium. The tables were all divided into booths, and were filled with people selling things.

It seemed like my friends and I had gotten to the flea-market sale pretty early. There weren't many other customers around. Some of the vendors may still have been arranging their booths.

My male friend split off from my female friend and I. My female friend was a black woman, short, a bit overweight. She had short hair arranged in little spikes or braid-like twists.

We walked toward the back, right corner of the aisle. My friend stopped and looked at some shirts. They were long-sleeved shirts, warm for the winter, in kind of flat green and cream-white. I may have fondled a square, paper tag that may have said something about how the shirts were made of hemp-cloth.

My friend now stopped at a booth with hats on it. She picked up a blue denim hat with a short, round brim. She put it on and asked me how she looked. I thought she looked pretty cool.

I thought I'd fool around and try on a hat as well. But my friend chose a hat for me. She said I'd look good in a cowboy hat. The hat she gave me was huge, almost like a caricature of a cowboy hat. But both sides of the brim were also pinned to the crown of the hat -- so the hat kind of looked like a hat-taco.

I put it on anyway and looked at myself in a mirror on the back wall of the booth. I thought I looked like a complete goofball.

I think at this part I started to hear voices in my head. They sounded like the voice of Sherlock Holmes. I may have been reasoning something out, as if I were Sherlock Holmes.

Suddenly I was in a room. I was one of three children. But I wasn't in the body of whichever child I was.

The children were actually more like young adults. They were probably in their late teens and early twenties. There were two boys and one girl.

One of the boys was Sherlock Holmes. The girl was a really pretty, fair-skinned girl with kind of slim eyes and long, pale-brown hair. The kids all had the style and attitude of kids from the late 1970s.

The kids were all up in one of their bedrooms, which was a kind of small room up on a second or third floor of a mansion. They'd each alternately pace lazily around the room or lay down on the bed, roll around on it, etc.

The kids were all speaking with each other. Sherlock Holmes still seemed to be reasoning something out with himself. The girl was at least teasing Sherlock Holmes, if not the other boy. All three kids were lazy -- and they knew it. But the girl took a little bit more pleasure in teasing the boys for being lazy.

The girl had to leave. Then the two boys were together. But then one of the boys had to leave. The other boy was by himself.

During this time the boy had transformed from Sherlock Holmes into Lewis Carroll. As Sherlock Holmes, the boy had been just a regular boy, or young man, from the 1970s. As Lewis Carroll, something about him changed. He actually took on more of a late nineteenth century appearance.

But the boy was still lazy. He may have known that the girl had gone off and found a job. And the other boy may have at least gone looking for a job as well. But Sherlock/Lewis was still just sitting up in his room.

Sherlock/Lewis was thinking of what kind of excuse he'd give his parents (with whom he was still living) for not yet having found a job.

He thought he'd make up something about being a writer and needing his time to write. In my mind's eye I saw a huge, yellow pencil laying across the bed with the boy. I thought the writer excuse kind of made sense. After all, if this was Lewis Carroll, he was really a great writer.

But then Sherlock/Lewis, looking out the window, started thinking about what his dad would say about him. I could hear his dad's voice in his head. Eventually the dad's speech took over the narrative.

The dad, who was like Bill Loud in the show An American Family, was narrating a letter that he'd written to his wife. His wife was out in some foreign country, maybe France, taking care of some business.

The dad wrote his wife that he'd gone to visit the daughter at either the location of her new job or at her college campus. Either way, the daughter was in a new town. But this was a town where the dad and mom had met and fallen in love. So the dad was happy to go back there.

There was a view of some part of a campus, I think, in this town. There were a lot of trees. But it was winter, and the trees were all leafless. The branches struck me as being very black.

The father wrote/narrated a very sentimental statement that began with him sighing, "Ah!, the memories..."

Now there was a strange view of painty-looking or animated-looking flowers, huge, five-petalled, yellow flowers, blossoming on the barren branches. The father made some kind of statement about the first experience of love between him and his wife, and how it was as delicate as trembling petals.

Dream #2

I was watching a documentary. There was a black and white photograph of two girls from a wealthy Italian family. The girls were sitting on the left rim of the pool for a big fountain, which was out on a gravel driveway leading up to the family's huge mansion.

The photo was really blotchy. It was apparently taken in the 1940s, though the girls seemed to me to look more like they were from the 1970s, or even the present.

The girls both had really long hair, which was very straight and plain. And the girls wore very short denim shorts, or denim coveralls with very short leggings. Both girls had a skinny look about them, though neither really was skinny. They both looked a little dull and overly spoiled.

The view now closed in on the girl sitting higher up on the rim. This girl was the older sister. A narrator now explained that the older sister had a disease, which had made her life very tragic.

As the narrator continued, the view now became active and in color. The view had shifted away from the fountain and onto the gravel driveway. It was the present. But things at this estate were pretty much the same as they had been in the 1940s.

There were a few old men standing out by some junk in the driveway. It looked like it may have been a ticket booth and some other equipment related to an old-time carnival.

The narrator's speech had continued. The narrator had explained that the girl had never been particularly pretty. But as she reached her seventeenth year, she'd begun to blossom into a more beautiful girl.

But at this time, the girl was suddenly struck by a disease which was like a cancer, eating away at her face. The disease was combatted once, and the girl was okay. But then the disease came back again and again, until a few years later, the girl's face was completely ravaged.

One of the men in the gravel driveway now walked over to the right side of the road. There was a big structure there. It was made of concrete, and it was as tall as the man. It was shaped like the plastic head of a baby doll. And I supposed that the face of this giant, concrete baby doll was turned away from me, so that I only saw the back of the head.

The back of the head, though, had a huge chunk smashed right out of its center. The chunk revealed , through a thick, ragged window of concrete-white, pebbly casing, the hollowness of the doll's head.

I assmumed that there was probably a similar smashing in on the front side of this gigantic baby doll's head. And I assumed that this head was a metaphor for the 1940s girl's head. I realized that this was what the disease had done to the woman.

Dream #3

Some anime. The main bad guy was a beautiful-man kind of figure: skinny, elegant, with long, purple hair. He was a very sinister kind of character.

But it turned out that the reason the bad guy had been causing all the trouble was because somebody had taken his favorite teddy bear away from him. He assumed the good guys had done it. So he was causing all kinds of trouble for them.

I thought this was a really disappointing reason for a bad guy to be bad. It cheapened the whole story. I couldn't even figure out why good guys would fight this bad guy at all.