Non-Lucid Dreams
5:30 AM Part One Found myself with restless male DCs, fighting, wrestling etc. They were pretty typical except that they seemed to be from the old west some how. One of the DC's was pretty different from the rest however. He somewhat resembled Michel J. Fox and carried a small pearl handled revolver. I decided to call him 42 and for some reason the fancy name suited him. This scene quickly evolved into a pre bar fight as we entered an old, cramped, poorly lit, dry and dusty bar / shop. Sitting at a small round table were a couple old possibly confederate men minding there own business. There were a few more standing around the place. Not long after that a few DCs started talking smack about the old men in the building. I can't remember exactly what they were saying but it was something along the lines of "they bunch of money hungry bastards, blah, blah, blah." One of the guys at the table had enough of this crazy talk. I could see he was missing quite a few teeth as he clearly stated the obvious fact that "Do we look like we's rich folk?!!" "Cmon look over at 42 that fancy boy of yours",,,,,,,,,,,, a fight broke out as 42 who was standing by a beverage fridge reached for his revolver. Part Two The bar/shop quickly transitioned into a gas station with old west features as we proceeded to rob the place. The old DCs were all gone except two regular guys who I figured to be owner and manager of the gas station. Also, my original gang was armed while the two old guys no longer had weapons. I found the owner fumbling with a cash register so I plunged my (looked similar to a 9mm Glock but bigger) into his back. As he tried to put the handful of cash into a safe I noticed that they were large denominations. (dream reality $200 bills) and $500 dollar bills. He mostly ignored my gun and I had to snatch at the cash he wouldn't let go of. I got some of it and decided that it was time to go. Before I headed for the door the store manager handed me a receipt with lots of circles and numbers written in different color ink. I began to worry whether or not the cops were waiting outside or not. I was bright outside so maybe we could make a dash for the forest behind the gas station and meet our getaway van at the road below. Or chance it pulling up front. I thought about finger prints for some reason and clumsily stuffed the gun under my shirt as I dropped some crumpled up paper on the floor. I woke up as we bolted out of the door. note: If you haven't guessed I know nothing about guns or burglary.
5 separate entries? Good night of recall... 1. I'm watching the Simpsons, where Moe and Barney are the only two in Moe's Tavern. Both are fairly drunk and feeling vulnerable, and after a bit of dialogue they exchange a single kiss. Moe admits he was curious, and as soon as he does the bar begins to collapse around him. Dream cuts to "South Moe's," recast as an upscale drinking spot. However, pots of a black goop bubble behind the surface of the bar. Drinkers are littering the floor with their empty bottles, and as they do so the goop reaches out of its pots to grab them. The drinkers seem to dissolve before my eyes; Milhouse (dressed as Admiral Ackbar) screams "It's a trap!," while his mother's head lulls sickeningly on a bleached-white spinal column. Eventually Moe is the only one left in the bar, and he angrily tips over the pots. All the drinkers emerge, unharmed, and Moe orders them to clean up the mess as a lesson in environmental stewardship. 2. My high school friend S.M. has asked me to text him on Facebook, but I ignore his request. The next day, he and M.B. show up at my house bearing Magic cards, and as we play they both admit that they've been crushingly bored. I false awaken, then go to the computer and log on to Facebook. I see his text request again and ask myself, "Is this a dream?" I fail the reality check miserably and fail to go lucid. 3. I'm reading about Tarot readings I've done in my journal, only to realize that I've forgotten the staff portion of the Celtic Cross. 4. I'm at a flea market with the family, and we enter the main building through a sort of farmer's market area. Most things are reasonably priced, but bananas are $8 a pound and my mom flips out about it. Dad, fed up with her, enters a room containing clothes and life jackets. My brother has a smartphone with him, and dad wants to use it to check prices. The internet at the market can only be accessed through a medieval themed game interface, which costs $35. He buys it, but finds it very hard to enter web addresses, as letters change after entry (failed RC). Eventually he succeeds, and sees that his parking can be validated if he goes to the student union at my new graduate school. As he logs off, the game reports his session as a "royal history." 5. I'm at college, where I'm taking "History of Baseball." I get destroyed by the first test, and walk out dejected when I meet my old roommate, J.L. He carries a Whiffle bat and ball, and we play a little.
gee i seem to be haveing alot of dreams abut ancient skyscrapers lately..sheesh, in this dream, my room was in the basement of a huge ancient skyscraper, everything ive ever owne din my entire life was neatly displayed on floor to ceiling shelves in the back half of my room, and all my furniture i own now wa sin the front of the room......for some reason, i had it in my herad, i had to go to a friend of my mother shouse and repair her carpet...ive never installed carpet or repaired carpet in my life..but what the hell......i drove over to her place and parked off to the side, and snuck up to the front door......for some weid reason, i needed to fix the carpet and sneak out without beeing seen...i opened the fornt door, and heard a vacuum in the next room, so i want to yet another room and found the carpet had a mismatched square just laying over asquare hole cut in the carpet, there was a large mailing envelope on a nearby table, and i knew it was the pices of carpeting i wa swaiting for....i pulled the mismatched piece of carpet up, and opened the envelope, and realized, A> it was a dream and B> i knew nothng about capret repair...so i left everything as it was, but i took the mismatched piece with me...and i still heard the vacuum so i snuck out and ran over to my car....got in and drive away, my car suddenly turned into a bicycle, then the bicycle turned into a pogo stick, and amazingly, i started bouncing down the streeet towards home..i was amazed because ive never been good at pogo stick......ah dreams..gotta love em!! =) i get to entrance of my room/skyscraper and notice shelves all along the dirt wall behind the building, and on the shelves, things my folks have owned all through their lives......and i said to myself, "great, another yard sale, better check my stuff once again" i had the feeling that if my father found out i knew about the yard sale he would absolutely kill me, so i started to grab stuff off the slelves i wanted to keep and went ito my rom briefly, i hid stuff all over behind my stuff ont he shelves in my room...when i went back outside, the lady whose house i had just snuck into was there browsing, and i told her you get the presale special..whatever that was..dad came out at this point and i told him she was there browsing and i was helping her choose..and he went away....then these people started coming around the side of the building and going into and out of my room or some reason, i went in and they were just standing there, when i came in they went out,and when i followed them out, they went back in, so when i got the out of my room once again, all of a sudden there was an 8 foot wall below the door to my room, and everyone was gone except one guy.....it was Corey Haim! he said, "help me up so i can get my view in" so i cupped my hands together into a step, but he ignored me and said, "i have to do it myself, another bland challenge" i walked to rith right edge of the wall and there was a very skinny, maybe 6 inches wide staircase going up, so went up and got there the same time he did, and i said to him, "you should hae taken the stairs" and he replied "if thats what your sure they are" then I awoke...
i was in the store i manage, but it looked different somehow, my employer approached me and said "go get the paper boxes, we'll need them after all" i said ok, and started walking towards a strange door i dont remember being there, and real;ized, the store was now in the lobby of a skyscraper, theres were little empty shops, and empty offices all around the perimeter of the store......i went through a door in the back and around a few left and right turns, and ended up in a closet with 4 doors, one in each wall, and a lady standing there with the lid of a box on a shelf titled open, she was peeking into it, and talking on the phone, she kept saying "uh huh, uh huh, yeah, its theres, that too...i dunno.." etc. i started looking around for the paper boxes, and she said over he shoulder, as she walked out the door "of course, i did, tossed those papre boxes out myself" so i walked back to go to the store area, and got lost and ended up in a series of offices, that ran along one wall in the back of the store area.....i came out of one of the doors, and my employer was standing there with his hands onhis hips, and his girlfiend materialized right in front of me and said "well its not his fault ya know" and my employer pointed to the door i just came out of and said "MARCH!!!" to his girlfriend, they doth went through the door and all of a sudden i heard crashing and banging and grunting, and she yelled "you sonofabitch!!!" then more crashing, i sudden got really scared and as i was heading to the front door i awoke.......
I was walking across the living room towards the front door, as soon as i reached the front porch an acquaintence i havent seen in some 3 or 4 years walks up into my enclosed front porch and i said hey! he said hey! and we went over to the clouch on the front porch and sat down and i opened a small cabinet in the wall above the couch, thats not there in real life..the entire inside walls of my porch were covered floor to ceiling wall to wall small cabinets, anyway, i opened a small cabinet and said to him..do i have a surprise for you! i pulled out a ziplock baggie full of joints and we started smoking, instantly the baggie was empty, allof a sudden my mom walked out onto the porch and layed dwon on the couch and started watchnig TV, the tv was no longer in the living room, it was embedded in the wall where the door to the outside should of been....strange...and my frien and i were sitting in recliners instead of the couch allof a sudden...i decide to go get more coffee, even tho i didnt have a cup to begin with, and i tried to get my friend to follow me so as to not disturb mom, and he said in a really loud obnoxious voice, 'WELL, WHERES MY COFFEE!?!?!?!?! YOU DIDNT OFFER ME ANY COFFEE!!!! WHY DONT YOU GO GET ME SOME F***iNG COFFEE!!!!!!!!" he is normally pretty loud when he talks but never obnoxious....so i got towards the kitchen, and i say over my shoulder "why dont i throw in some ice cream while i'm at it!!!" he didnt say a word, all of a sudden i'm in an ancient officve building, not a computer to be seen, rotarey phones everywhere, and rolodexes etc.....and this acquaintence of mine was sitting in a raised booth that was about 10 feet off the ground in the middle of all the offices and he kept yelling if i had found the coffee yet, and to hurry up cause his ice cream was melting...every time i tried to go elsewhere int he building i would end up infront of his booth and he was yelling louder and louder...i would go thrught a door and appear infront of him......i finally ran into a woman ive seen in my dreams from time to time over the years, and she said to me "i hope you dont tell him we're out of creamer!" THEN I WOKE UP....
I fell asleep on the couch in the living room the other day, all of a sudden, i floated up off the couch, over the wall between the kitchen and living room, and landed by the kitchen sink, i turned on the water, and floated up and over the wall again backwards, like doing the back stroke, and i flipped around in the air in the middle of the living room and lay down gently on the floor about 5 or 6 feet from the couch, and as soon as i touched down, i woke up, for real, and i was actually lieng on the floor in the exact same positoon i was in when i landed there in the dream....very strange...did i fall off the couch and the falling sensation made me dream of floating, did i sleep walk? i have no idea..but it was a very bizarre experience...
We were in a forest. We were at war. Medieval war. Others were riding horses. Use of axe. A queen. We have killed the king. A crystal. There were... two or three queens. The first queen, the "white" queen, is "gone." Not sure if she was killed or disappeared. The second queen, the black queen, was talking about how the white queen was given a clothing of white that protects her from any attack (physical or magical?), by the king. While she, the black queen, was given a black clothing that boosts her magical powers. Then she said with that power, she can resurrect the dead king. She tried, and there was a spark of light as she touched the ground, but it only resulted in a homunculus. We took the misshapen creature.
I was on a bus. I think I was with someone else, maybe Mrs. M? We were trying to get to this theme park, but we couldn't figure out which bus was the right one. After we had hopped on the AN bus, we decided to get off at JA St. Don't really remember what happened after that, but we ended up at the theme park, which happened to be a massive water park. I remember everything being painted blue. --- I was helping out at some ranch. MA was there, and she was instructing me. First we had to carry piles of hay to the barn. We were carrying them down a path off of KE St. and into HP. When we got to the barn, we went inside and put them down. We had to divide each bale in half. I ripped mine apart messily, but MA had a nice clean cut one. She looked at mine and then decided she should show me how she did it. The bales were wrapped odd so that they had ropes going down the middle of each face. She took it and cut it with the rope (but the rope was more like a piece of long grass) and it made a perfect clean cut. --- I was in some random log cabin. There was a nice fireplace, and all the furniture was wood. I was dressed up like I was going to a funeral; I had a long black dress on, black gloves, and a black hat. I was picking out scraps of material from somewhere. Next thing I knew I had a rainbow of scraps the were stuck to my hat, almost like a veil. For some reason I was cutting them down the middle with scissors. --- I was outside of my apartment complex. Apparently new tenants had moved in. There was a fairly scruffy looking man who was lean, middle aged, and with greying hair, and a guy around my age with brown hair. I went inside, and me and the guy were in the stairwell. I think we had conversed or something; I had evidently done something to impress him. Next thing I knew I was making out with him. At first it seemed kind of wrong for some reason, but I settled into it. Then we went upstairs to their apartment. The older man was inviting me to sleep over. Apparently he wanted to talk about philosophy or something. As I looked around, I realized the room had white walls, navy blue carpet, and was littered with random beds and sleeping bags. There was a brown sleeping bag lain out for me. I looked at the guy, but he showed no emotion. I didn't think it was the best idea, so I backed out of it. Then it ended.
Non Lucid I cant really remember the dream that well but heres what I can remember: My mum started a business but I dont know what it was (a school or something) and someone asked me for a handkerchief. I had 3 but I didnt want to give any away so I said I didnt have one. My mum took me into the next room to test if the crafts were too babyish or not. This doesnt make sense as it was aimed at younger children! There was a girl in dungarees she was kind of pretty and showed me how to make something with pipecleaners. Thats all, sorry
Ok, so I don't exactly know if this was a dream that I had when I was asleep or if it was a kind of Lucid. I think it was Lucid though Anyway, here it is. I was with my friend, Steph (known as Dreamer4127 on Dreamviews) in the London Underground. We had no adult with us or anything and it was just as busy as it is whenever I go there. We were just standing there waiting for our train to come when Steph thought that she would go and stand right on the edge of the platform. But as she did so, she fell off! She was just lying on the track in shock when I saw that there were some sparks begining to appear on the rails which meant a train was coming! I grabbed her hand and pulled her up onto the platform again just as the sparks got bigger and the train came. Then I said to her "You nearly lost your life!" and she replied "I know.". What I didn't quite get was how she was just so chilled about it and also that I never looked around to see if anyone else had seen what had happened but I don't think they had! Then I think we got on the train and it was really crowded and that's when my dream ended. Thank you very much for reading my dream
We were at this big party, and Emma Watson was there. It wasn't like a huge Hollywood party, it was more like a large family reunion, so people weren't lining up to get her autographs but rather going up and talking to her ever so often, and she always had people asking her questions and talking to her. Anyways, it was outside, and it kind of looked like it was by the baseball fields at Marrymore Park underneath some trees. But there was a giant swampy river running next to us. At one point, Emma and I were looking at something on a computer together at the same time, and talking about it. My mom and my stepdad and some of my stepdad's relatives were sitting around us, and my mom said something really stupid and embarrassing and Emma obviously heard it. I responded "No, Mom…" and then mumbled "Jesus Christ…" which offended my stepdad, and he said something to me, but I don't remember what it was. Emma chuckled and got distracted by something and stood up and walked away towards some other people. I wanted to say something like, "Don't go" or "come back" but I didn't want her to think I was too excited that she was there. At one point, everyone at the party was listening to this very gothic, symphonic metal band, which had something like 3 female voices singing the verses at the same time (which now that I think about it, is an interesting idea…). The certain song they were listening to seemed like a normal gothic-ish, symphonic metal song with normal gothic lyrics, except all of a sudden, the lyrics mentioned the exact name of my band (which is a pretty unusual name) and people immediately turned to me and said "Ooh they dissed your band" or something along those lines. Emma had heard all the commotion about this, and I saw her smile and let out a little polite chuckle. I asked some guy to turn the song back to the part where they sang the name of my band, and listened to it again. I heard my band's name again but I could make out what context they were putting it in. I was very annoyed and so I posted got my phone and posted a link to my band's Facebook or soundcloud or something, so people could actually hear us and see how much better we are than this stupid band who mentioned us. 3 people commented on it, and out of those 3 comments, Emma Watson had left a comment that said something like "2 years studio? " which I perceived to mean that she wanted to take guitar lessons from me for 2 years/wanted me to record the guitar on her next 2 CD's in the studio for 2 years/was going to pay for me to record my CD in a professional studio for the next 2 years. I think I might have looked up and seen her across the room smiling at me or something, or maybe that is just what I had imagined when I saw the smiley face in her comment. I don't remember how this next part happened, because I can't remember how we got into the situation but; at one point, I was down in this giant cellar or something and I had to get out. All of a sudden I saw this brown cup, filled with some water, which was tilted at a 45 degree angle. I heard this voice saying "Go into the cup" or "remember the cup" or something, so I put my face into the cup. The next thing I know, I'm in a room with Emma Watson kneeling down holding the brown cup and I'm standing next to her. The room was designed like the very back of a cargo plane, where they place stuff to drop out of the plane when flying. We kind of just looked at each other for a second, and then I woke up. I think.
I was trying to graduate high school. One of the science teachers I see walking down the main hall way is a girl I know's little sister. She's looking fine and I chat her up for a second. She is soon surrounded by a group of students. They are chatting and I barely understand what they are saying. They repeat it and I realize that it's such a thick cajun accent. The teenagers have surrounded the teacher now so I realize that my moment has passed. I think for a moment about how this girl is younger than me and now she is teaching at the school and I am trying to get my diploma. I feel a little ashamed. Now I am outside and waiting for a bus. The school is way the hell out of town. I know all of the busses left several minutes previously, so I'm trying to decide if I should just start walking towards town. I look back at the bus stop and see a bunch of people all lined up. I walk back and as I get to where they are, the bush shows up. We all get on the bus and I light up a smoke. I realize that April just quit smoking and I shouldn't not be smoking and decided to give away my cigs to someone on the bus. I get no takers.
20.07.2011Healing a restaurant owner in bankruptcy (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Let's see if I get into the habits of writing down my dreams again... not that I do not recall them, it is I just do not find time to do so. I was walking in town. It was about time to have lunch and it was very warm. I entered into a small restaurant, very traditional and old school. I was surprised there was such a place in the US. The place had five tables, all of them, where empty. I ordered a three course meal, for just $7.50. I was thrilled as I missed these places from Spain, as in the US, there are no cheap yet good places to eat. I finished my meal pretty fast and paid my bill. For some reason, the waiter, who was the owner, knew I was a healer and asked me for a healing. I accepted. First, I performed my Heart Chakra reading (as I do on waking) I told her that I was sensing despair, sorrow and a very deep sadness. I told her that I was sensing that her sorrow was related to the restaurant, that business was not right. She started to cry and told me that the restaurant was not going well at all and she might needed to close it down. I gave her some advice, tried to find a way for her not to feel horrible and gave her my energy healing and White Light shield. Suddenly, the restaurant was bigger and I gave a healing to her husband and to someone else. I also read the Tarot of a third person, but I do not even recall what showed up nor what happened. I was now in a big house. The restaurant owner's house. She had several kids. In addition, uncles and nieces lived in the same house. They looked poor. The owner (the one I read the Heart Chakra) told me that she needed to pay her mortgage as well as paying me, for my services. We went to a Money Gram. She and a couple family members (probably uncles) went there with me. She got like $2,000 and gave me $70 for my services. I told her I was in deep appreciation with her and that I planned to visit the restaurant more often. She told me to please do so, that I helped her a lot and she would be happy to pay me a few meals.
Haven't posted in awhile. First came a few dreams in a row that were abnormally personal. Then came a complete lapse in recall that was days long. Trying to get recall back up in the next few weeks. Wednesday, July 20th Fragments There are 2 moments I remember from last night, both in the same dream. The first is being in a restaurant with a group of people. I don’t remember who they are. We are in a booth in the middle section of the place, behind me is a very nice dining room that is lit more dimly, has a carpet and nice tablecloths. From my perspective I can’t tell what the other room looks like but I know there is one opposite the dining room. Someone I’m with asks a passing waiter where the bathroom is. I blurt out “in the dining room,” but the waiter simultaneously is saying that there’s one in this middle section, the very room we’re in. One personal lesson for this dream – stop answering questions directed at other people! The other fragment is being in the upstairs bathroom of the house I grew up in. My mother is trying to get in and use the bathroom but I’m taking a long time. This is because I am cooking refried beans in the sink and then covering the inside of it with a layer of black paint. However, I am trying to get the paint back off before I let her enter. This is proving difficult as the paint has mostly dried on.
Maynard was directing a movie at my house. Part of the house looked like the elementary school I went to as a kid. I was wandering the halls of the school, trying to stay in character. We didn't know what he wanted, he hadn't given anyone a script. He was getting frustrated with his assistant and I approached. I asked if I could take a look at his drawings. The assistant sighed as if to say, finally. Maynard walked to the couch and sat down. I followed after grabbing a cigarette. He had one too. He handed me the paper and there were little tiny drawings of houses and it had a storyline but everything had to do with the exterior of the house. I asked him to tell me, instead, what his movie was about. That's when he took me aside and told me that he was really scared and this was his first time making a movie. He also mentioned that he hated how he had to censor and only use certain words. Everything gets a little foggy after that. I remember hugging Maynard and coming back drunk and he and his buddies were laughing at me and practically had to carry me inside. Somewhere in there, me and Maynard were outside and I was looking at a blood-red moon. I believe this was the same dream, it had the same tone. A girl from where I used to work was hooked on heroin and I found her and Milla Jovovich in a bedroom shaking. Milla was still semi-conscious and I asked her how to help the girl. She said something about holding the bible with her arms crisscrossed and when I looked back down at the girl she had her arms wrapped around the bible and I could see the word "HOLY" on it. Then later in the same dream, I pass Milla in the hall and she wants to get fucked up. I try to tell her not to, but she's going anyway and she took my SON with her. I hadn't thought of it much until they returned and I was SO pissed at her. I took him in a room with me and started crying, feeling so bad, like the shittiest mother ever. That's when that girl came in and her eyes were dilated and white grey. I was speechless, I knew exactly what she was doing. Her drug dealer had followed in the room and sat down and started talking to this guy. He was saying that he was losing money cause people were so hooked. He was trying to give the girl a hint, but she wasn't taking it, willingingly, anyway. She was grabbing her clothes and my anger was so swelled. She told me she had to go sell some "pot" but I think she meant clothes. She didn't say aloud what for, but she waved her eyes in the dealer's direction and headed out the door. As she was leaving I felt the urge to say something that might help and stop her in her tracks. So, I yelled after her, "Tell your SON I said HI!" The dealer and his friend looked at me with half smiles, and they were like, "oooooo". I can't remember the chronological order here, as usual, but I also remember being at a river that lead from one city to another. I was at this area where there was some sort of industrial contraption and a slow spill of green sludge was trickling down into the water. I was with my friend F and her daughter and my son. I don't know what we were doing there, but I was trying to build a bridge across. There were these weird green shells, I thought they were sea-turtle shells. I was trying to stack them up, but the more I pulled on them the looser the whole wall became. Then it was too late, I had started the spill and at the top was like a bucket of slime. I watched it slowly tip and pour into the river. I also vaguely remember getting stuck in the river.
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