non-lucid

This was one of the last dreams i had. It started with me going into a swamp with this boy name brandon from my school. I had to clean it the swamp ( ikr, cleaning a swamp. lol) I remember having to get here through this wooden stick connecting where i am to the swamp. between that is somewhere i dont remember but wouldnt want to fall into because im sure it was a sure way to die. i almost fell while walking to the swamp. I think we started cleaning the swamp after making it through.

Dream - Lucid

I was with a girl I've only met once in waking life, Kristen. We were in the car I think, and I asked her to hold my stash of pot. We got into the house, and she set it on the kitchen counter for all to see. I got super mad and snatched it up, yelling at her for doing such a careless thing.

Then, I was in my room. It was daytime; there was sun coming in through my windows. I remembered I had a Dr. appointment to get a biopsy and some blood work, and I really didn't want to go.

I then was at the hospital to get my tests done. I was sitting in the waiting room, when an older, fat female nurse called me in. I went back, and she told me which exam room to go in. I told her no. I was then in the exam room, and I kept telling them no, I didn't want any of this done. I knew that I probably needed to do it, but I didn't want to. I was adamant and firm about that.

My mom was in there at some point trying to convince me to get it done, but I kept saying no.

This dream was at this swamp like area, which i've been before in previou dreams. I remember me and a group of people (either friends or partners my age, which is 14) chasing this girl. She jumped over a fence leading to a swamp with ease.We followed. now we're on the other side of the gate. Let me tell you about this swamp. Some of the ground and stable, while some is serioulsy like thin ice. i didnt fall in the water, like i did in previous dreams, but one of my friend/partner did trying to catch the girl who ended up getting way for all i know.

I had a dream when i snuck inside my cousin, wayne's house. I wasn't myself. i was a evil entity. I had the intention on killing Franklyn, my twin brother. i knew he was in that house that night. I also knew my weakness was water but that was irrelevant in this dream. Anyways after infiltrating the house, Franklyn comes down from upstairs. I dont know what he thinks i am. well he asks me if i wanted to go to sleep. i said yes with the intent of murdering him before he showed me to the room i was supposedly going to stay at. The weird part was that i didnt go though with the plan. yes i remember following him, but i just remember mixing in with the shadows and watching him from there.

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This dream is related to to a recurring dream i had. it was me playing call of Duty and a RPG game.

This Dream started with me outside in the daytime on the side of my cousin, Aris's, house. I was sitting on a swivel chair with this girl name emma from my school. i was spinning on the chair and while doing that i was also dry humping her. i did that until i came. after that i walked to my other cousin's house, named wayne, who lived right next to Aris. i went through wayne's garage and as soon as i walked to go in there, aris's mom comes out though the front door and calls his name.

This dream is about me playing foot ball. i think it was just about the end of the game. we were playing on a stair-less stairway. well the was this last play where my teammate threw the ball towards me even though there were enemy players all around me. I somehow caught the ball regardless. I almost dropped the ball but managed to keep a grip on it. After that, i had ran towards my touch down which was at the bottom of the stair- less stairway. I went passed by juking them and all these other impossible tricks. ( which i can do in real life:cheeky: ). After going past enemy line, i slid the rest of the way there. I remember after making the game winning touch down a crowd came towards me. i dont know if it was my teammates or mr the the people watching, or both, they all started cheering. They asked me how i did such an impossible play.

The only part of this dream i can remember of this dream was about this lady saying to me: " Excuse me, can i help you?" this lady was probably a receptionist.

I had a dream of snakes being everywhere. They were white and red on the inside but dull green on the outside. They were able to shed out of their skin. i was in the forest filled with those red and white snakes. i was actually near a forest. there were a number amount of snakes on the ground. I walked right in the middle of their den without noticing them. then i looked down and saw one. i started pacing away when i saw even more. i started daring, and even jumping over some of them, when my alarm clock woke me up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was coming up toward a house. It seemed like something bad must have happened there. I came up to a black iron fence surrounding the house. It was only a few meters away from the door.

Just inside the gate, on some kind of stone walkway up to the front door, were the remains of a squirrel that had been killed. I thought the squirrel had been killed by a human. The squirrel had probably been beheaded and then sliced up the middle, on its underside, like a fish being gutted.

Just in front of the door was a mailbox. The mailbox either stood alone or stood out against the wall. The mailbox itself was really thick and wide.

On top of the mailbox were parts of the killed squirrel. It was probably the squirrel's head, but the head seemed really skinny, and it seemed to be attached to a long, bony thing, covered in fur, and which I thought of as an arm.

I was a little scared by the sight, as if the squirrel pieces meant that some bad scene of carnage was inside, maybe even a human murder scene. But I also thought that perhaps the scene of carnage was what I was here for -- what I was here to see.

I went into the house. The door was a side door, and it opened directly into a side hallway of the house. The floor of the hallway was made of white linoleum tile. I passed a couple rooms that seemed half-finished, kind of like laundry rooms. The hallway was shaped like an upside-down "L," with the base of the "L" turning off to my right.

At the intersection there was a huge pile of crap. The pile itself was huge, but the pieces of crap themselves were enormous. I thought that only an animal would crap on the floor like this. But the crap looked too huge for any domestic animal to make. So I thought maybe a human -- a big human -- crapped on the floor.

I walked into the living room and saw a smaller pile of crap on the pale beige carpet. But the pieces of crap were still so huge that I thought only a human could have made them. I walked around a coffee table and stood in between the coffee table and a couch. An old, clunky TV stood on a TV stand off to my left.

Suddenly a big, black poodle (!) jumped at me, to attack me. It got good height as it jumped over the coffee table, and it would have bitten me in the face. But I slapped it away, knocking it to the carpet, in between the coffee table and the TV stand.

The poodle was no longer vicious. It was like it was my friend, or my own dog. I considered that this dog may have made all the crap that was all over the floor. The dog was huge, especially for a poodle, and it had a kind of fat body. So maybe it could have made huge pieces of crap.

I tapped the dog sharply on its flank with some kind of stick -- maybe a dried, tan bamboo stick? I said, "Turn around!" I wanted to get a look at the dog's anus. If the dog's anus had crap all over it, I'd know that the dog had crapped all over the house.

The dog turned around. I noticed that a lot of the fur all over the dog's body was grey as well as black, as if the dog were getting older.

I spent a couple seconds looking at the dog's anus. It was completely naked, barren of fur, so I saw it alright. It looked totally clean, and pretty small. I thought there was no way the dog could have crapped all over the floor. It's anus was too clean -- and too small. So I still didn't know what -- or who -- had crapped all over the house.

Dream #2

I was possibly watching some sort of television show. There were three Vietnamese or Vietnamese-American children. They stood in some strange, half-indoor, half-outdoor area.

The space felt like a living room somehow, but it also felt like the corridors of some kind of shopping area in a big, Asian city. There was a lot of warm, orange, red, and pink light glowing into the atmosphere.

The children themselves stood behind some kind of wooden bars, like the bars of a nice crib or playpen for babies. The bars met a carpet floor, which stood up on a tiny step, maybe 20cm high. The floor before the step was possibly also carpeted.

The children were a musical group. They had won some kind of singing contest on a Vietnamese talent program. They now had to go to some further kind of televised championship.

But the children were all worried, and they called out, "No! Wait! We can't do it yet!" It was like they'd forgotten their song, or gotten stage fright. They felt like if they went to the championship (which may have only been down the hall) at this moment, they'd screw up their luck and totally ruin their chances.

I was half in the scene and half watching the scene on TV. I wanted to tell the kids that there was no need to worry, that plenty of groups had felt the same way before they'd gone on to their championship performance, but that they'd done just fine.

In fact, I could remember one specific group that was actually Vietnamese as well and had gone through the same emotional difficulties as the children were going through right now. But I couldn't remember the group's name. I tried really hard, but I couldn't remember.

I was now in a big room with my mom. The room was like a living room, but the floor was white, linoleum tile, like in a kitchen. The light was bright and white. The room was huge, and there was barely anything in it except a couch, a TV stand, a TV, and some random clutter, like blankets, so that the place felt very barren.

My mom stood in front of the TV, messing around with something, like she was trying to run a tape in a VCR. I told my mom, "You tell those kids there's nothing to worry about. I know another Vietnamese girl that had the same kind of worries. But she ended up winning. She actually had a great song. I'll show it to you."

I couldn't remember the Vietnamese singer's name. But I pulled my phone out of my pocket, as if I could find her on YouTube and show her to my mom. I thought that, if I just looked for the singer in some random way, I'd probably find her. I could remember the singer's song, and the video, which had a lot of pink, orange, and red atmosphere.

I remember wearing a sweater and there was this girl with me. It wasnt anyone i knew IWL. I was walking somewhere with her. all of a sudden she hugged me from behind. It felt good. i think i liked her because I was nervous when she hugged me ( my sweater more specifically) I remember Telling her my sweater was dirty and i didnt wash wash it in a while. she still hugged me tightly.

i had a dream that i was in this building (probably a college dorm for girls). i embraced this other girl i supposedly knew.

Loud Music
I am helping my sister find an actor for a part in a movie. We're in a bedroom that I assume is hers. She has a boyfriend who is passed out/asleep on the other side of the bed from where she is sitting. Mandy is near an alarm clock while she goes through a list of actors. I don't recognize any of them. Then she finds one named Circe while we go through the C's. For some reason it is a male actor with that name. I think I recognize it, so I call the guy up. There is a poor connection with lots of static. I can barely hear him. The alarm clock is also a radio, there is loud music playing. I can't hear the actor to tell him about the job. I walk through the house, downstairs and even out onto the side porch. The house is apparently now my parent's old house. I can still hear the music very loudly from outside. It's overwhelming. I wake up. One of my lucid dreaming music sound tracks in playing too loudly in real life. I had noticed this track being too loud before, so I take the time to figure out how to set that track to a lower volumn.

Too Many Fridges
My family comes home from a long trip. We are loading many, many groceries into several large refridgerators. I spend a lot of time organizing things so that they are stored in the right fridges. I find it odd that there is a grocery store freezer in our home (the kind that are open on top, so that customers can just grab things out of them). The freezer also has a shelf unit (kind of like a hutch).

Power Over Death
I'm one of several magic-users in the downtown area of my old hometown. There was a horrible disaster. The buildings were tossed around like toys in the wind and many people have died. In the middle of the disaster, myself and two other mages figure that the St. James Hotel has been around for over a hundred years and should be safe to weather out the disaster in. It's some kind of storm?

The other two mages are upset that their friend has died, a young Native American man. They are arguing over who should be attuned to an artifact that brings people back to life. Neither wants to trust the other fully. As they debate near their dead friend's body, I tell them, "I can bring people back to life just by touching them." It takes them a second to hear me and then they stop arguing. They stare at me, astonished for a second and ask me to repeat myself. I tell them again that I can bring people back from the dead, "But I won't do it if they've been gone too long and are decomposing or if they died from poison. If they died from poison and I bring them back, they will just suffer from the poison still in their bodies and die again."

They decide to let me bring their friend back to life, so I begin working on a ritual with his body. Eventually I realize that the last part of the spell requires me to kiss the dead corpse, so I hesitate. It seems that the magic is taking a while and I'm not quite done with the spell by the time I wake up.

MrIrony's dream

I don't remember the start, but me and some other kids, mostly my classmates, were thiefes escaping from the police. There was a wall we had to climb, so some adults in our group had made some sort of machine that turned us into tiny balls and transported us to the top. We saw the janitor of our school and knocked her out before she could run away. I was told to guard her. I stood next to her and whistled a lullaby while the others formed a line and waited for their turn to get to the machine. I left the janitor and joined the line. The machine was kind of over complicated, making the balls go a few extra loops before sending them to the top. "Wow, that's some Gold Ruberg logic right there.", I thought to myself. When it was my turn, the woman operating the machine told me something about some part of the machine. I then spent a couple of minutes trying to figure out what she wanted me to do with it. Finaly I came to the conclusion that I should not touch it during the ride and that it was pointless to tell me about in the first place. I ran towards a tiny hole at the bottom of the machine and turned into a ball. It felt like I would have had my legs touching my chin and my arms around my legs and I would be rolling forwards. But I could still see what was going on in front of me. At the beginning of the ride I rolled inside some tubes, but I kept my eyes closed most of the time, because I had troubles opening them. I only opened one of them during that part. Then I was dropped to a conveyor belt. Now I could open my both eyes. But I couldn't get to the end of it before I woke up.