non-lucid

I was in my brothers bedroom thinking it was my room. I was on the bed trying to sleep so I could become lucid. I felt fine relaxing until I ended up inside a dream within the dream. My mother ended up being by my side this time. I think I flew out of the house and went around but there was something about the setting that was unsettling so I changed it somehow.

Than I had a false awakening and woke up in my backyard. But I was next to my mom and sitting on a skull."How'd I get here I!?" I thought staring at the skull as I moved away from it. After looking at it I realized why it was there."It's not a bad symbol, its just there because I saw Undertale videos last night and papyrus was in it".

After that I followed two dcs, not my mom, into the house through the backyard door. But I felt I couldn't move as quick as them. Than dream characters that acted as zombies began to appear. I grabbed onto one of the dream characters begging him to pull me in. He started to look like Sans from Undertale now and pulled me in. We than closed the second door after we were in the hallway.

I followed the dcs through the hall and as I was following them they stopped near the bedroom that Dawn use to appear in a lot. Except it was closed. I questioned why they stopped here than I remembered about Dawn. But I wasn't really interested in seeing him. "Lets just go" I said. I walked but than looked back at the exit door. It was now black with a Yellow person standing near it unable to move.

I was scared(since I haven't been lucid in a while)but than calmed myself and reminded myself that I was in control of the dream. After talking to the characters about something I don't remember, maybe the environment, I turned the corner and saw something weird. I ignored it and went upstairs. To my surprise there were parakeet cages beside my dad and younger brother.

Well my lucidity went out the window and as soon as I saw a parakeet on the floor I started panicking a little. I picked them up one by one somewhat aware it was a dream but pulled into the dream by the birds. I quickly rounded up the birds I saw but than someone gave me a book. It was dark brown and covered in green leafy stuff. There was also something in the middle of the cover that looked like a small leafy green shaped dragonfly taped to the cover. (Guess the bee task went out the window too)"Is this a moth or is it a bird?..."I thought.

I get a vague feeling someone randomly made a joke about "falling"that was suppose to be funny and possibly written in "DCs say the darnest things" thread.Yeah, it did happen but it was somewhere earlier In the dream.

Anyways I took out the leafy thing taped to the book and continued looking for the birds. "Don't just stand there! Help me!"I shouted to my brother. He started helping me too. I decided to check downstairs and as I was walking down I saw more parakeets. "Oh no. Please. Come to me."I said worried as I tried picking up the birds with only two hands. "There's more downstairs!!"I shouted as I quickly tried to round up the fat ones, thin ones and hurt ones. There was even one with only half a body but still moving. I thought he was born that way. But quickly picked him up because I felt sympathy for him.

I than went upstairs and brought a few into the cage. Than ran back down and tried collecting more by hoping they would perch on my arms. By now the hallway expanded into what seemed like a huge library with tall orange colored book shelves.
As I was picking up the birds Eye tried to get my attention. But I ignored him because I felt the parakeets needed me. Especially when now there was other parrots into the mix.

Eye than took a couple of parakeets and let a white one mixed with sky blue fly into the air."Hey! Look what I did with the sky blue parakeet!" he called out to me as the sky blue one mixed with white did a loop in the air next to him."Come watch the bird show!"he called out like a circus ring master.I than turned away from him quickly picking up the parakeets that ran away from me. Even though I wanted to pay attention to him the parakeets and parrots were not safe.

I managed to pick up a few and passed by Eye. Where I saw my brother walking trying to grab one, unaware of the yellow one walking on the floor chasing another yellow type of parakeet."Wait!!"I shouted as I grabbed his shirt and pulled it. He kept moving but than turned diagonally to get another parakeet. The yellow ones were safe under a painting thing.

I breathed in and out relieved. Than turned and saw a white parakeet flying away from a bigger white parrot. "Nooo!! Get away from her!!"I shouted. Trying to reach for them. But than it happened. The bigger parrot grabbed the small white parakeet with its feet."Nooooooooooooo!!!"I cried out grabbing what I thought was the parakeet from the parrot. The parrot flew away and what I grabbed was a orange/white fish that resembled a angel fish. I let it go and noticed the white parakeet on the ground. "Nooooooo...."I said so upset when I saw the parakeet on the ground not moving. I turned it and saw that its beak was open and a curved organ of the bird was sticking outside its mouth. It cried a little and I felt some wet stuff spray from the bird onto my face.

Eye came up behind me."That's nature for you"he said without remorse in his voice."I need to wash my face. That bird organ must have sprayed something at me.."I thought now worried about the germs. I got up noticing the environment had changed into a castle or theme park with water fountains all around. I wanted to go wash my face in one but Eye got my attention again. The setting slowly became black and I started to wake up."You gonna say sorry?" I heard Eye ask than I woke up.

Afterwards I had a non lucid dream a vampire kidnapped me and I fought him with his own knife.

First dream

I was in a huge city, parking my car in shopping mall's parking. It was summertime and I drove there to visit my mother in her new workplace. I couldn't find myself a suitable spot to park. When I finally found it I left it and entered the mall. It was heavily crowded. I met my previous teacher, but she was thirty years older. An elderly woman with completely white hair. She was wearing a dress with strange patterns. We talked for a while. Someone was laughing from me, I felt that the whole mall is full of people I didn't liked. After a long while I finally met my mother, but she had to work. I left her and decided to get into my car and drove away. On the way to the parking I heard and saw people I knew and didn't liked very much, gathered into one place and watching me, laughing. I got nervous and run towards my car, kicking someone on the way. When I finally entered the car, I decided to check where's nearby computer store.

Second dream

I was testing a computer game of my design, checking how combat moves combination work. I was wandering around volcanic lands, fighting with monsters.

Night of June 10th, 2016: Gym Class // A Wild Ex Has Appeared!

Here are two dream fragments from last night:
In dream fragment #1, I was in some sort of gym class. It wasn't in my school's gym, but rather a huge, dark room with no windows and reddish-yellow lighting. Many other girls were in there, and we were told to do a few different tasks, one of which I remember. We were asked to run from one side to the other. My feet got incredibly heavy as I did this though, and it felt like I was moving through water or as if I had chains wrapped around my ankles: slow. I turned to ask the other girls what was going on but I got no response
In the second dream fragment, I was peering down a hole in the ground into the "bedroom" of my ex boyfriend (the one represented by the more intelligent gorilla in last night's dream). It was dirty and cluttered, and he sat in it.
//dreamcut// We are suddenly in my grandmother's basement, him on her couch.
I don't remember any more than that, but I'll update this if I do.

Night of June 10th, 2016: Gym Class // A Wild Ex Has Appeared!

Here are two dream fragments from last night:
In dream fragment #1, I was in some sort of gym class. It wasn't in my school's gym, but rather a huge, dark room with no windows and reddish-yellow lighting. Many other girls were in there, and we were told to do a few different tasks, one of which I remember. We were asked to run from one side to the other. My feet got incredibly heavy as I did this though, and it felt like I was moving through water or as if I had chains wrapped around my ankles: slow. I turned to ask the other girls what was going on but I got no response
In the second dream fragment, I was peering down a hole in the ground into the "bedroom" of my ex boyfriend (the one represented by the more intelligent gorilla in last night's dream). It was dirty and cluttered, and he sat in it.
//dreamcut// We are suddenly in my grandmother's basement, him on her couch.
I don't remember any more than that, but I'll update this if I do.

Morning of November 2, 2016. Wednesday.



My dream’s backstory and beginning is not that clear but implies getting on a train and going on a special journey to somewhere undetermined. After I get on the train I enter a mode of non-lucid dream control. I get the idea that “anything can happen” on this train ride and that it might even be some sort of bizarre fairground ride, whereby the train may not even be moving at one point even though most of the passengers assume it is real and going to perhaps another country or even an unexplored region.

At one point, scenes of what seem like the surfaces of a couple different planets (one view somewhat Mars-like) are viewed through the window of the train. A couple young girls gasp and point. I am vaguely aware that I somehow created the events yet I do not become actively lucid at any point.

After several minutes, what looks like a large town is passing by the windows, except the view is consistently upside-down. People do not seem to be all that concerned and I can tell it is obviously fake. I can even see a black band along the bottom of the rolling imagery a few times, as if it is not fixed to the mechanism correctly, which is apparently like a conveyor belt rotated ninety degrees to the vertical position and displaying a long strip of paper that features the photographic detail. I feel slightly disappointed at the intelligence of some of the other passengers in their apparent thinking that it is real though I do not say anything.

Eventually, we come to a stop near a supposedly unexplored jungle. I wander to a clearing with an unknown male. There is a large circular hole in the ground. There also seem to be a few larger concentric arcs about the opening. This causes me to become puzzled and I wonder how pieces of ground could stay up as such. There are at least two monkeys in the large spherical pit that are small and of no threat. I do not get as close to the opening as the other male and advise him to be careful, as the additional arced openings do not seem logical or even possible (unless perhaps strong rods with platforms are under the narrower sections of isolated ground though this does not seem to be the case) yet no lucidity is triggered.

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Morning of June 11, 2016. Saturday.



In my dream, where I seem to somehow be a different person or character yet still feel like myself in most ways, I am an individual who has traveled around extensively and I am also seemingly a hunter in the manner of Sam and Dean Winchester from the “Supernatural” television series. I am aware that they have been called in to face the most difficult “monster” that they had ever dealt with. This creature is supposedly impossible to kill but can be subdued for a time until it rises again. It is kept in a cage on an isolated property (I assume in America, possibly Ohio) reachable by an old back road. Sam and Dean are on the scene.

I meet with them to help them at the location where the creature is presently sleeping in a cage though supposedly about to rise and kill a number of people. They seem hesitant at first but then are totally okay with me being there and both are receptive of my authority and apparent advanced skills (though on one level I know that this is pretense and that I am “creating everything under my will” even though I am not at all lucid in any way, as this is a state of awareness that I have experienced thousands of times in dream states since earliest memory).

I tell them that I know James (although I actually mean Bobby Singer), having gained much experience from him, and they seem to understand and are happy with it.

We are preparing for the upcoming battle as we are told by the owner of the property that the monster is stirring. It is apparently some sort of anthropomorphic white stork (with fur as well as feathers) with deadly far-reaching supernatural powers. We are told to get some weapons. These “weapons” turn out to be large pillow-like hessian sandbags (obvious dream sign) filled with some sort of magical concoction to help put the beast back to sleep (another obvious situational concurrent dream sign). These “pillows” which are aligned along the fence (concurrent liminal space symbol), some slightly buried (implied to be at a deeper level of concurrent awareness within the dream state), are taken out by us. I also see a few barbells in the dirt but decide we may not need these.

We go into the house and one side of a large room is like a jail. The monster is inside but starting to move around. At first it looks like a white-furred Bigfoot but it eventually becomes somewhat of an anthropomorphic stork. This stork creature is ready to attack (even though it is in the cage).

The owner of the residence opens the cage door and we go in. Sam and Dean Winchester start hitting this creature with the “pillows” as hard as they can. Powder flies through the air but not enough to lower the visibility of the scene by that much. I join in and also whack this “stork-monster” (of human height) with my “pillow”. It seems to remain dazed and never fully stands up at any point. Sam, Dean, and I soon leave this “cage” and start talking in the other area of the room with the owner.

Soon however, the creature is active again but now appears totally human; a dark-haired female of perhaps thirty. Her hands are raised up and out in mimicry of a spider or martial arts position and she is apparently a powerful destructive witch. As I stare her down, my dream becomes more and more vivid and intense. Orange lightning (conscious mind symbol) comes from her hands and her hair stands up, but I am also able to raise my own hands in defense. Simply by holding my gaze and moving my hands out and around a bit, she eventually falls back and is defeated for another cycle.

“Awesome,” says Dean as Sam smiles and nods in my direction, both from my left (even though a “witch” like me would not be liked by them in the actual television series).

After this, we all get in a car. Dean drives though Sam sits in the back seat (on my right) in Speedo swimwear. He is singing some sort of song and using words like “Speedo”, “Guido”, and “Buido” and Dean looks back at him as if greatly annoyed.

To those who understand dreams and their nature (though there are various types), this is a surreal but typical sleeping, dreaming, and waking adventure all in metaphor. Nothing could be more obvious than that than slapping a white bird with a pillow to put it to sleep (especially when inside a cage or jail which represents restricting the energies of the preconscious state). The white bird is a moon (dream induction) sign, a typical concurrent consciousness displacement symbol, and this entire series of dream events is a metaphor for circadian rhythms and the waking transition as is often the case.

The clever references in the song seem at least partly related to trolls on the Internet, unfortunately (which is something that in all honesty is pointless to dream about as nothing can really be done about them). “Guido” is a possible play on “Guido van Helten” which in turn is a play on VonHelton, the bizarre narcissistic YouTube troll, who is possibly one of the strangest personas and crazed individuals on the Internet. “Buido” apparently has various associations. However, in Spanish, it mostly seems to be a reference to something that is corrugated, fluted, or sharp. It is associated with “puntiagudo” (“pointed”) or “con punta aguda” (“with a sharp point”), which is obviously a play on my birthplace of “Punta Gorda” (or “Fat Point” in describing the shape of the region), which is a dream reference to returning to who I really am in whole consciousness, as a sort of “rebirth”.

I was just thinking yesterday why am I not having cool dreams like I used to.

Last night:
I was in South Amerika, I think Chile. We are looking at some monitor that's showing different beaches in Chile. We are picking a beach for a vacation. Someone says that when there is a heatwave in Mexico, it's also hot down in Chile.

Few days before:
It's night. We are running through some landscapa that is just dirt with occasional bush. It looks like lots of people went there, dirt is all roughed up. Someone is attacking in the distance from above. I see a hole in the ground. We go in. A huge rock blocks the entrance after we get in. We walk through some tunnels dug in the soil, it's pretty well lit with yellow light from unknown source. I have a feeling it's headqarters of resistance against alien invasion.

Night of June 9th, 2016: Terrifying Party / Mexican Vacation

Last night I was lucky enough to end up with two full dreams. One happened after I woke up around 9am and fell back asleep until around 11. Onto the dream experience...
a birthday party.
half of the house was for our party (AJ was there), and the other half was for a triplet’s birthday. The triplets looked around my age, and kept smiling at me.
southern guy who looked older than he was talked to me and winked at his parent off the deck
grave robbers apparently were prominent and some child died at age 8, stuff stolen
screams coming from the field, I rushed AJ back inside
a school bus charged through a field (a small one) followed by a police cart. An adult to my right mentioned he saw 2 people bleeding
I was in a swimming bikini top and underwear the whole time?

In the first dream, I was at a birthday party at an unknown house. Half of the house, which sported a patio/deck with a roof and a rail on the side, was designated for the party I was attending, and the other half for another party.
The other party was for three triplet boys who looked around my age. One of them kept looking at me and smiling, and I think I talked to one for a bit.
The people on my side of the house included: my little sister Emily, my sister's friend Jacob, my nephew AJ, a southern boy who looked a lot older than he was (he looked middle aged and quite large despite insisting he was younger), a strange boy who I can't quite describe, and a few others.
The southern boy approached me on the deck and flirted with me, then winked and said something to someone I assumed to be his parent off the deck.
//dreamcut// Everyone is now on the side of a backroad with a forest on one side and a bare farmer's field on the other. A schoolbus half the normal size came charging through and cut into the field. It was being chased by a police cart. I heard an adult off to the side make a comment about seeing 2 people who were bleeding, one man kept yawning/breathing onto his forearm to "show her what he really was". No idea what that means.
//dreamcut// Everyone has returned to the party, and I am now sitting on a bench/log/seat-thing outside in the back yard with AJ, who is 2 years old. The back yard is large and bare. Suddenly, a 'title' flashes across my vision. I don't remember exactly what it said, but it told me that AJ was going to die at age 8, and someone was going to rob his grave. I got really freaked out, and suddenly the sky went dark. Screams started coming from the yard. AJ didn't move, but he was clearly terrified. I yelled for him to get inside and he started running for the door. We made it inside. Dream ended here.

The second dream takes place on a Mexican beach area where, I assume, my family is staying on some sort of vacation. The house is very open and is surrounded by a jungle on both sides, and a beach to the front. On the beach there is some sort of white boardwalk/dock thing that was about 2-3 feet in width. Some parts were slightly submerged underwater, and others were above it. We all walked along it, Emily and I (my little sister) at the back. I was wearing my black Uggs (important soon.) A while down the dock, Emily jumps into the water and pulls me in with her. I somehow avoid going under and walk across the water with my Uggs, slipping a few times but never falling under. I step back onto the walk and we all continue.
Somehow I am alerted that my older sister Jenn and my mother have reached the end, and Emily and I must go. The boardwalk goes from a white wood to an older looking brown wood. We have to travel up a few steps, and through the cracks I see a crocodile in the now very clear water. Freaking out, I order my sister (who is in front of me) to speed up. We continue, me on high alert for crocodiles. I step in front of my sister. We turn left and are faced with a few more steps, where a smaller alligator sticks it's head through the side and latches onto my lower calf/upper ankle. I hear someone in the background say, "It's hopeless. If she moves at all, that crocodile is going to eat her alive. She's done for." I tell my sister to back up before she is attacked too.
In my racing mind, somehow my brain said, "turn off your computer." So, apparently, I did that and I ended up (with everyone else) back at the house with a large brown bruise where the crocodile had bit me which was perfectly shaped like a rectangle. As I walked in, I spotted a silverback gorilla standing next to the door. I point it out to everyone then move inside.
Two gorillas entered after me (these I think might represent my ex boyfriends who were (best friends) both 17-18 when I was 14. One of them was a bigger guy and seemed very in love with me despite me being uncomfortable around him. Yet I never was willing to break up with him.), following me in. They took something off the table (a cup filled with some sort of small snack) and chucked it toward the other wall. This is when the gorillas start to speak. I ask, "You speak... us?" Not the best choice of words, I know. The larger gorilla in my mind keeps switching from human to gorilla. I'm not sure my mind registered it as either. The other is smaller and seems to be more intelligent.
The larger gorilla is infatuated with me, apparently, and latches onto me in a hug. I move to my mother, repeating one word: help. She ignores me, and the gorilla continues the hug for a few more minutes. I go over to the couch, gorilla following me. I sit down, it sits down. It asks if I want it to leave, and I say no, so it smugly smiles and stays. The gorilla then states one cryptic phrase: "Man. I CANNOT wait until you're older."
I somehow already know the gorilla is (very specifically) 31 years old. It presents a list of stuff it likes about me. The other gorilla takes it.
My memory gets fuzzy around here, but they both end up leaving. Later, I look out the window and I see my laptop up in a tree, the little Apple on the front glowing. I go outside and scale the tree to find the two gorillas holding some of our devices. The intelligent one is closer to me and is holding my laptop and next to him is my older sister's laptop. The other one is holding a red and black phone which I don't recognize, and through a slight struggle I manage to retrieve all of the devices. When I got back home I tried to find a place to hide them as I knew the gorillas would try to take them again. Drawers wouldn't work... under my pillows the devices kept sliding out. I found a video recorder with two videos on it: a man and a little girl going down a zipline, and a man exploring an abandoned farm-like area.
Memory gets fuzzy again, but the gorillas yet again have my devices. This time, though, they are on the left side of the house in the jungle trees. I yet again go to retrieve them, when the gorillas say something along the lines of "but we want to remember you." (In the dream I was going home the next day.)
I appease the gorillas by offering to order them a laptop and have it sent to the house. They agreed, and I got my laptop and other devices back.
The dream ends there.
Bonus fragment from sometime that night: I was in a room with someone who had been apparently bullying AJ and I yelled at her, throwing rainbow-colored, small plastic balls at her. They kept turning flat (instantly floating down or missing her), but the girl started to cry.



My dreams seem to be very strange, but luckily I remember them all very clearly. It is truly a wonderful gift to have to be able to experience a different world every night, and I can't wait until I go lucid during one.

Night of June 8th, 2016: Missing Shoes / Fishboy

So, in this dream I ended up on my school bus without any shoes on (I had black socks). As I arrived at school I decided I would go to the gym and take my tennis shoes out of my gym locker. On the way there, I ran into a police officer who offered to open the locker and retrieve my shoes for me.
Here, the dream cuts away from me and instead goes to a 3rd person view of the officer, with me nowhere to be seen. He is seen walking into some sort of mall/store/restaurant thing and getting sidetracked, but I heard him say something along the lines of "It's too much trouble to open the locker; it'll be more cost effective to just buy her new shoes."
Not sure what happened after this but I switched into a completely different dream. I was being chased (in my front yard near the tip of our pond) by 4-5 teenage guys with unknown/fuzzily remembered intentions. Possibly to hurt me? Either way, one was British and seemed to take a liking to me. He, jumping into the water, turned into a strange black fish resembling a catfish without the whiskers, but more blob-like, and started singing. I remember saying, "Don't you dare turn this into a musical," despite my fear of the whole turn of events. My whole yard flooded, and he was following me through the water. The water was murky and dark, and he went under. I, of course, was very freaked out and hopped onto the back of my friend Mallory (no idea where she came into the dream, but who cares) and tried to hold my feet out of the water.
I desperately pleaded her to help me take my feet out of the water so the fishboy couldn't get me, and she suggested I just take my feet out of the water. Oddly, my feet were stuck and my vision suddenly impaired.
I then woke up.

In the beginning I am in front of my apartment complex courtyard walking the street with Bernie Sanders. There are wear marks on the concrete ledges where people would sit, seeing one of the largest seats(a wide assprint) I assume this is Trumps seat. Bernie has a large american flag with him and begrudgingly sticks it into the ground behind Drumpfs assprint.

All is very informal as of now, George W is mowing the grass with a push mower and it only seems to be me Bernie and George. Drumpf wanders onto the scene. Bern and Drumpf have a nice civil exchange and I am impressed they are so calmly conversating. I try to talk to W but more question why he's doing the gruntwork, he's unphased and seems more annoyed that I am assuming he doesn't like work.

As I turn back to the courtyard people are starting to arrive and I figure there is some rally or gathering about to take place. Drumpf seems to have retreated into the hotel which is actually half of my apartment building. The yard is now littered with secret service type body guards and they are setting up a perimeter around the yard so no bystanders wander in. They have grey suits black sunglasses and fully harnessed with unopened parachute rigs, also carrying guns.

I happen to be inside the perimeter and begin to walk back towards my apartment which is on the ground level. An agent stops me and begins to yell at me to get back to the line, I yell back that THIS IS MY APARTMENT, I LIVE HERE, pointing to my open windows ahead. He reluctantly lets me past and as I enter my hallway it is suddenly a large conference room.

There are tons of people packed in like a press conference of sorts, Bernie is on the mic going on about some rigmarole and I take my seat to the left of the podium with a friend I was with earlier. There are agents all around listening into their white squiggly wired earpieces. Another man takes the podium whom I do not recognize. He begins in about peace, cooperation, and exhausting all means of diplomacy. Then he drops the bomb, we are now allies with a foreign peoples, and not to be alarmed.
He motions to the door behind him and a large(the size of 8 people standing side by side) greenish blue bulbous blob schlirps into the room with an ominous face on it pretty much identical to this guy-


As it slowly slides into the room, people gasp and the man on the mic informs us they are a people from Neptune, we have been in contact with them for a time, and it is only now they are allowing the public to know due to a change of intersolar policy.
A little girl was now speaking on their behalf. It was made known we gave them her years ago so she would learn of their ways and act as a bridge between our two peoples. It was the daughter of John Connor (who was an agent standing behind me to the right) as I turned to look at him he had tears in his eyes and I understood this was the first time he had seen her since he agreed to let them take her years ago.

I was outside the conference hall, everyone was still inside, I could still hear the ramblings of concerned citizens. The perimeter was still set up but I was now inside it, I looked up towards Drumpfs hotel and decided to go check it out. Up on the top floor I found him, standing in the upper corner of his room I could see propeller blades of a helicopter coming through the ceiling at an angle as if they were glitching in the video game. I asked him if his chopper was on the roof, he looked at the blades and pushed his arms into them. His arms did a rubbery bend downward as if sticking a piece of leather into a spinning fan, he was unharmed. I nodded and told him that I suspected he knew the one responsible for all of this(now assuming I was in a virtual simulation of some kind a la the matrix). He took a step away and leaned back towards me twisting with his hand outreached and said;

"People are lint, and dunes are dust, come take a walk on my side stargazer.."

A warm, dark evening. I was at a wedding, sitting near a table. A sister of one of girls from my class appeared and took me to dance. We both had great time, somehow dancing exceptionally good. Suddenly I found myself outside my house. It was raining heavily, something wrong was going on around as people gathered in a strange platform in the middle of my backyard, that appeared from nowhere. I saw my father's tractor standing in front of my house and felt that I should park it inside a garage. I got inside it and drove back to my frontyard, then driving around the platform in backyard I parked it.

OK, so I had this dream today, about a cat, similar to Burger from the ''Angry Cat Video'', Orange Tabby.


Basically, I went to this house, and this is the second time this house has appeared in my dreams. And my sister, who is a lesbian, and her fiancee were there, so were my cousins, the cat was clinging to me, and it actually felt like a centipede, rather than the normal claws in. It was quite an angry cat, that I was scared of the other ones, but apparently they were friendly cats.

Yesterday, because of my Tourettes, I was actually meowing like an angry cat, possible realization of my Animal Nature? As a furry, I always thought I had Wolf in me. Now I feel like I have cat like qualities.

The route to the house was scary as well, I have Lepidopterophobia, or Mottephobia, a fear of Moths and Butterflies, so I had to take a safe way to the route to the house as there were some Moths and Butterflies on the route to the house.

Anyways, does this reveal my spirit animal as a cat, or half cat half wolf?

No lucids & I did dream but I totally forgot cuz I had to jump out of bed & leave pretty abruptly. I was running late & both my daughters needed me to do shit for them while I did my weekly shopping. SO frustrating. But on a positive note. I went to the library & checked out 3 Fiction Lucid books. I'm really hoping it will spark something good in my dreams! I had never thought to get one that was fiction. I mean you'd think by now that'd crossed my mind, lol. Tonight will be my first night of reading but then I can't read again until Sunday night cuz I will have 2 of my grand-kids over the weekend. We sleep on this double decker futon on the floor in their room when they are here & I read to them from their books... It's something I have done since my first granddaughter was born.... Due to the range of the kids I don't have a frame for the futon so when they are babies they won't roll off. Basically I put 2 futon mattresses on top of each other & it's really comfy. I also use the ends of the crib for a headboard. I always joke that I have a hidden crib in their room, which I do. I've broken it down & used it in various ways verses storage for when any new baby should pop up in the future, lol. I also have 2 other beds for the older kids when they are all here.

Dream One- I dream that I am at the movie theater with my boyfriend. the lights have dimmed, but not gone down enough to start the movie yet. For some reason I take my pants off, but am still wearing a very long white night gown. Its the kind of long white cotton nightgown you'd expect your grandma to wear, nothing really cute or anything. I feel a bit awkward at first sitting in the movie seat with just the really thin night gown over my butt. I wonder for a moment if it's sanitary lol. A group of people come in and try to sit beside me. Being the antisocial person I am, I move back one seat because I don't want to actually have to interact with strangers. My boyfriend complains that he can't see, so we move across the aisle to a seat closer to the middle but still away from people. I wake up.

Dream Two- My kids have forgotten a bag of stuff at my house so I am taking it to them while they stay at their dad's house. I knock. No one comes to the door, but it swings open and I can hear the kids playing down a hall. I call out, "Hello? I'm here to bring the kids their stuff they forgot." but no one responds. I realize that I hear the kids going WILD, but no adults telling them to stop running and jumping and screaming so I walk down the hall to investigate. There's a huge mess in the hall, lots of toys and clothes and even a charging cable for something that I nearly step on. At the end of the hall the kids are having a pillow fight in a living room (I have never actually seen the inside of my exhusband's house to know what the set up really is) I say very loudly to the kids, "Don't you guys think you're being a bit too wild and crazy?" and they stop and just stare at me in shock. My exhusbands wife and two other females come walking down another hall to see what's going on. His wife starts raising hell that I am in her house fussing at her kids as well as my own. I try to stay calm and tell her about the door opening it's self and hearing the kids, but she just fusses more, so I get aggravated (I really can't stand her in real life because she was my best friend for years) and start yelling back at her that she's a shitty parent not watching the kids and someone had to come in and stop them before their hurt themselves or broke something or both. Her daughter, the oldest of all the kids, steps in and interrupts us mid argument because she can't find the charge cable for her DS. The wife yells at her for interrupting, but I calm my voice and act as if there was no fight going on at all, and even find the ability to talk to her happily and excitedly like the kid she is despite my anger towards her mom. "Is it a black cable? I saw a black cable in the hall when I walked in, do you think that might be it?" The girl asks me where in the hall, and I lead her to the pile of stuff I nearly stepped on earlier. She gets really excited and jumps up and down holding it above her head like a trophy to show her mom. The wife gets a super pissed look on her face and hisses at the kids to go to their rooms so she can deal with them when she finishes with me. Then I wake up.

In my dream last night I entered a videogame as grand and wonderful as earthbound. I was a small boy living in a world full of beautiful rolling green hills like those in the kingdom of Ooo, and I encountered much. Armies of small chrome men, dragons and T-rexes fighting eat other for the right to eat my sweet supple body. I met no defeat, and fell to no temptation, and in the end I slayed the mother in law of the land, and all was at peace. Moments from waking up, George from Seinfeld went on a good long rant.

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