non-lucid

So, I was taking a nap and I was dreaming that I was part of a TV show. then I remember waking up in my room, (I actually hadn't woken up, because I was having a False Awakening.) So I remember going by the window and I saw my friends buying some sandwiches. So I went down and bought a sandwich too, (And let me tell you, it was Delicious! I never had dream food before but now I recommend it 100% xD)
Then I woke up. Though with an empty stomach because in reality I hadn't eaten anything at all. XD

I was really tired last night, for no special reason. I tried to read while my husband was watching a soccer match, but I kept dosing off. Went to bed at 21.45!

Woke up at 3.20 with a fragment on my mind. Maybe it wasn't even a dream fragment, but that would make it a really strange thought, so I'm going to count it as a fragment.

Fragment 1: All my dreams from the period of sleep that I just woke from were on a wooden cutting board. I tilted it and with my big knife I pushed them off, straight into my DJ…

I went straight back to sleep, too tired to do a WBTB and woke up at 6.15 remembering:

The bishop
My father, mother, me and ? arrive by bike at a big sports hall. Apparently we'll be visiting the celebration of a jubilee of an African bishop in there. We put our bikes in the designated outside area for bikes. Once inside the hall I take part in a workshop for "upcycling" (making something new and better out off used garments) clothes. I make myself a wide cream coloured, two layered top with a dark brown edge along the neckline. When I'm ready I start looking for my father and mother. I push through the crowd, some people recognize me and compliment me on my blouse. Proudly I tell them that I made it myself, without a pattern, just like that. A young woman thinks it's too big. I shrug my shoulders. What do you want, first time ever, without help…
I want to leave and find out that my parents have already left. I wonder if they would have left my bike there. There are a lot of bikes there but I don't recognize mine. I grab a ladies bike that is not locked and cycle of to the right, into town. After going for a while I decide that it's not right and I return to where I came from. I put the bike back, next to a woman (who looks like Marion that I met in the village last Sunday morning) is putting hers away. The two bikes lean against each other and she says; "Be careful now, don't touch them anymore". Together we walk towards the buildings. "To go to Brandons you have to go straight here and turn right later on" she says, pointing at the apartment buildings far away. "That's not where I'm going" I say to her and go in the direction of the sports hall. "Oh", she says "for Randen it's in there". I think she's full of nonsense and go inside. I move through the crowd until I find a group that includes my aunt Nelly and her daughter Anita. I talk to them for a bit until I see my dad. He's carrying a cotton bag and takes out a pair of pink pants so that I can get changed. I tell him that I want to say goodbye to the bishop before we go. The bishop is a big black man. He's "dressed" in a shiny, wooden case, only his head sticks out. It's a bit like a coffin, but the form is more rounded. He's standing up, watching a movie (?) that's being projected on a screen. There is a big case filled with boxes that contain parts of the movie. I guess that this is the present he's had. I say goodbye to him. He says that he's very happy that I came and he puts his hand on my head as a blessing gesture.

When I wake up next at 8.30 I remember 3 fragments, of which two are from the same dream:

Fragment 2: Don't do that….. I'm sure you will not be able to get all of it back!

Fragment 3: My dad, his wife, me, my husband and our youngest son are in a room together. My son is sitting in the corner of a sofa and preparing himself a smoke. I say to my husband, "The boy is only 15, are you okay with that?" He shrugs his shoulders. I'm angry, I grab my stuff and leave. I'm annoyed with myself, I've got nowhere to go, I haven't got the key to the car, or our house. I should have tried to find a solution instead of running off.

Fragment 4: My dad's wife is not feeling well. I want to leave and that's what I do. Just a bit later I see my dad and his wife following me. He's sort of dragging her along because she's feeling really bad. When they get to where I am my dad starts climbing on top of something and she lies down on the side of the road. I say to her that I'm very sorry, I didn't mean to do this to her, she could have stayed at home.

Fragment: I remember a repeat of a previous dream happening again, or at least it felt like it. I was with my parents and cousins at a hotel by the beach. Only this time the hotel had a roof with these dark wood shingles and this big restaurant out in front. I remember everyone was hungry after seeing but the girl at the check-out desk was annoying and talking on the phone with someone.

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Fragment: Something to do with a dating website for lucid dreamers. ('Lucid Love' I think it was called?) Or at least that's what I though it was. I got a PM from someone. It was from spellbee2. He told me that it was part of a prank that was happening in February. Apparently he had just re-skinned the website.

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Fragment: We had a project in my color theory class. We had to build a tower out of legos. There were three rules. 1. We had to build it out of all one color. 2. The tower had to be built sideways or upside down. The connector studs on the legos were not allowed to be face up. 3. It had to be 50cm tall.

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The thing I remember was there was this large white building, built in sort of a T-shape. Everything on the interior was white. I remember how the entire building had a large central hallway for public access but most of the building was sealed behind reinforced glass doors and you could only access these areas if you were one of the scientists with a card. The interior was very futuristic, there were a lot of plants. I think I even saw this one scientist driving around this big robot spider with a RC.

For some reason the building also had a gym and a pool in it. (I think the logic was that you could go to the gym for free, in return, have the knowledge that the scientists are secretly studying the habits and biology of everyone in it.)

Anyways, I was there with my dad. We were going to the gym for free. But I didn't like the idea of being studied. I then remember this scientist came up to me and tried to convince me that the data wasn't being used for anything malicious. (But he didn't tell me what it was actually used for.) He then gave me a pack of balloons. I remember all the 'balloons' that he gave me were white and were long and thin.

I remember I blew one up and then sat on it like a horsey ride, and discovering that I could fly. I flew up the inside of the building onto this indoor bridge on the top level. I was now in a restricted area and I saw some scientists approach me with weapons. Next thing I knew I was in a containment cell. I could see my dad out through the glass wall but he didn't even notice me. Somehow or other I wound up becoming lucid. No RC or anything so lose a few points there. Just pff-lucid.

I tried to remember my three step task and I remembered that teleportation was important to it. I said something along the lines 'Teleportatus Excelsius' (not what I was going for, but it worked.) I got out of the containment cell. (No flashy visuals or teleportation zwhoomp, even when lucid though. Just kind of a dream jump cut to being outside the cell.) Alarms started going off and I saw the scientists were coming back. I took out another 'balloon' and blew it up. Once again I floated away on it. I floated up to the top level of the science building where there was a window missing. Somehow or other my dad found his way up there too.

I told him that I was lucid dreaming. Now my dream-dad has never been particularly supportive when I become lucid. He's always irritable, annoying and tells me that I'm better off not LDing/just being nonlucid. I told him he had to trust that my lucid dreaming skills could be used for good. He seemed a bit too reluctant to try it.

"Its either that or have your grimy hiny dissected by angry scientists."

He was still way too reluctant. I just said: "Screw it" Grabbed his hand and pulled him off the edge of the building with me. We were nosediving through fog at first, and I managed to get my flames out and pull up just before we face-planted into the ground (pavement). I pulled up and took us weaving through some dead trees and willed the fog to go away. I looked over at him. He was screaming in terror, but it was like a cartoony 'waaaaaaah scream'. I don't think I've ever heard any of my DCs scream that much.

Calm down, clam down, and watch this. I confidently pulled us out of the fog, convincing myself that a better dream was just knowing it was on the other side of the fog. When we got out of the fog, a whole bunch of fantastical visuals hit us all at the same time. (Does this count as manifesting something? I did think to myself 'We'll come out somewhere amazing', and that happened.) We were flying over a swampy drainage pond with some dead trees. I stopped in mid air. (Gaining altitude was taking a lot of concentration.) You see the nice thing about being short and small in dreams is it's not that difficult to imagine myself flying on jets of flame. It's much harder to imagine myself flying on jets of flame carrying my 240lb dad.

Inconsistency here: I was able to carry my heavyset dad in flight, but not Manei who's thin as a rail and should be much lighter. Every time I've carried her I've not lifted off or fallen out of the sky like a brick.

Anyways, I stopped and hovered in the air. He stopped screaming. We looked at where we had come from. I slowly had us look to the right, and saw that the fog faded and there were more tall trees, only these were not dead. They were alive, had huge leaves and there were these giant mango/pomegranate like fruits. (I put a slash there because they were colored like Mangoes, yellow and orange with texturing, but shaped like Pomogranates.) The fruits had windows and doors cut in them, and rope bridges between them.

Next to that was what looked like one of the dorm towers from my college campus, as well as two rows of brightly colored townhouses on a hill. Behind them was the sunset and a pagoda, as well as a bunch of pine trees. In front of us, directly where we had come from was this huge windmill, only it wasn't a windmill it was a (goes on google) yeah, a perpetual motion wheel on a windmill building. When I pointed it out to him, the dream focused on a clack-clack-clack sound that it made. On the right was a huge orchard laid out like a hedge maze and people were picking these little red fruits off the plants and putting them in baskets on their heads, but for some reason I didn't point that out or even pay attention to it.

I looked up at the sky and saw four moons.

"Now this, this is always one of my favorites. Look up at the sky."

He started screaming again. I realized I had forgotten about the flying and we were falling. We fell into the dirt next to the pond we were over, but neither of us were hurt as far as I could tell. I think I apologized for losing concentration and making us fall.

"So, what do you think?"

"WHY ARE PEOPLE LIVING IN FRUIT? [Wouldn't the fruit go rotten and smell as soon as you move in? It's pointless!] HOW IS THERE PERPETUAL MOTION? [Generally impossible] WHY IS SATURN COMING OVER. [I look to the sky and confirm that there is now a ringed gas planet too.] [This is Lucid dreaming?!] WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO CREATE AND LIVE IN THIS MADNESS? WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

His scream increased in pitch as he clutched his head. I could tell something was about to happen so I stepped back. Dream Dad proceeded to literally explode in a miniature nuclear explosion, and all that was left was a little cone of ash like in a cartoon. I think it was a fallout reference too. For some reason in-dream I took it as we were having a shared dream and he had been overwhelmed and woken up.

So... does this mean no more annoying dream-dad? Points for unsummoning DC? I'll let spell decide. It technically was my fault he exploded because I created the beautiful crazy dream, but I didn't intend to banish him.

After that a vaguely remember some goo monster coming out of the drainage pond. Supposedly it was a weapon used by the scientists we had run away from to attack lucid dreamers. I picked up a huge log and threw it into the air. When it came back down, I kicked it end first at the monster. It just absorbed it into the goo. I started to run away. (Actually I think I was flying backwards on my flames) I remember the monster was made of grayish brown goo and had these little green seed like things in it that were supposedly leeches that stole your lucid powers. I got one of them on my hand and was trying to pull it off. Though it was painless trying to pull it off, it caused me to bleed quite a bit and there was a lot of blood. I managed to get it off, and get a safe distance from the monster by hiding in the fruit picking maze.

I lost lucidity and woke up thinking about a fireplace... Last thing I remember is a fireplace manifesting.

-Fragment (0.5x3 or +1.5)
-DILD (+10)
-Teleportation. (+10)
-Use an ordinary Object (The suspicious 'Balloon' that scientist gave me) To preform dream control (Float) (+5)
-Flying (The old fashioned way on my flames) (+5)
-Unspecified Dream Control (Creating new fantastical environment.) (+5)
-Super Strength (Throwing and kicking giant log into monster) (+5)

Night total: (I need my calculator that's a good sign...) 41.5

Was gonna WBTB but the cat vomited and I had to clean that up at 5:30am. No hope for WBTB, I'm wide awake...

Wednesday april 13, 2016

I'm in my moms kitchen. There is a black male, female and younger male on the balcony. I don't know them and don't want them to come inside.

I tell the young man to close the door. He steps inside and closes it. I'm like naaaah, stay outside and close the door. We can talk through the window. But it's too late, he is inside.

I sense danger but don't want them to know so they don't start acting dangerously since I already know their secret.

When the older guy starts choking the woman over the kitchen sink, I usher some kids to the starway to run downstairs to my auntie.

I run behind them. I want to lock the door from the outside so they can't follow us, but I think they are already coming.

So I start running down the stairs while yelling my aunties name to open her door. The kids in front of me are so slow and that's infuriating me.

When we get to the door, little girl stops to take her shoes off and I get angry at her for stopping.

Morning of April 13, 2016. Wednesday.

Dream #: 18,013-03. Reading time (optimized): 2 min 15 sec.



As in real life, there is machinery and noise at the corner where they are removing a big tree stump. However, at one point in my dream, it seems to be occurring earlier, before sunrise. I go into the front (computer) room as well as onto our front porch. Somehow, the machinery is causing vibrations that alter everything in the neighborhood by causing dirt to vanish from deep in the ground throughout the location, causing the topsoil to collapse, of which I get a strong impression, which creates an unusual but vivid physical awareness of the whole setting and its changes.

Our home shakes and vibrates. I am vividly aware of large sections of dirt falling from the underside of our house. I think this may eventually interfere with the plumbing or electrical system. It does not occur to me that this is an invalid concept as there is no dirt on the underside of our house (as it is on stumps with the ground over two feet below it).

My concern about our house changes in an offset dream of about the same clarity. I decide that, since they are removing a stump from a public area, I should remove the buried stump from our backyard near the fictitious southwest space and west fence. My dream’s setting of our whole yard (though most everything else in our neighborhood, including our house, stays of the same orientation otherwise) looks nothing like our yard other than if the external layout is mirrored from north to south and from that, flipped east to west, yet with the real-life stump otherwise near the southeast corner (though not of the same appearance as the tree stump in my dream) rotated ninety degrees west.

It does not take much effort at all to dig a little bit and pull out the large tree stump solely with my bare hands, interestingly enough, though this impossibility does not dawn on me at all. I carry it around to our front yard and also see that I have found a sign buried near the stump. I bring it out to the council workers who are mostly sitting on the curb or working across the street. One man, while sitting on our curb, looks at the sign (which is about two by three feet but very light wood) and seems puzzled.

“I did this one,” he says, referring to the white sign which has his signature under a filled-in work number from several years ago. It turns out to be a warning to not touch the buried stump (despite the sign being underground as well) due to it being highly toxic. (I do not question why the city council would bury a toxic tree stump from elsewhere, such as a park, in someone’s yard.) This exchange causes me to feel foolish in having removed the stump but also to question why they are removing tree stumps from public places while burying poisoned ones in people’s yards.

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Update (July 2020): My dream was partly telepathic, but ironically, the information I was picking up from someone turned out to be incorrect. After this dream, a taxi driver told me the city council would be removing all the trees on our street (which has not happened). He oddly assumed that the new posts around the trees were for poisoning them when they were mostly to hold reflectors.

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I am in my workplace, I decide I have to go outside.
I'm walking down a nearby area, it looks very little activity on the street, although usually there are many people, cars, noise. In addition it's all rather dark, there is little light, I see some nearby bars where there are some people, but they are closed. Everything seems a little strange.
I decide to go back to my workplace, at the entrance I see a co-worker with another person I do not know, my partner asked me what time we finished work, but I can not respond to him.
I walk into the office and see the boss who is very well dressed, I was a bit surprised by their clothing. Also in the office it is pretty dark. I sit at my desk and hear the fellow who stood in the doorway talking about a client of our company that I do not know either.

Fragments:

1) I'm in a house I do not know, but it belongs to my family. PG appears, he is a friend of the family and we start talking. He tells me stories of his life and I recounts an anecdote about a friend of his who went to see him to his city to watch him play a game, but he was not there, the friend was wrong date and was alone and made a little ridiculous. We believe that the story is very funny and we laughed a lot.

2) I'm in a beach area that is known to me. I accompanied a coworker, we have to look for a flat for another partner who has to go and live in that place. We teach an apartment overlooking the sea, but it looks like it has some drawbacks.

Cycle & mail
I'm cycling somewhere in a city. There's one point where I slowly cycle from the street onto the sidewalk. There are 3 people standing in an inconvenient location. They make some room for me to pass through. While cycling I somehow see that I've received an email. It's from a lawyer from the iCentre. The sender's address is something like Advocaat1@... (= Lawyer1). I'm somewhat impressed and surprised that I've gotten an email back. He's asking me what I need this data for [relates to something that happened in real life]. I consider how I will reply. Straight up telling him the truth or will I pretend to be my friend to expedite the process? Then I consider that since he's got my email and my name is in there, he will recognise my lie. I will have to tell the truth. Meanwhile I am approaching a traffic light.

Not sure if this was the same dream or another one. I've got my thesis opened on my laptop. There's stuff that's totally wrong. The word "lol" is actually written somewhere and the font is nearly unintelligible. I figure that the weird words must be because of the spell check which has been set to Indonesian

Deal
I'm not entirely sure if I am one of the people involved or if I'm just watching. There's a shady deal of some sorts going on (drugs perhaps). The atmosphere between the two man is pretty hostile. They end up having their guns raised at each other. They finally decide to unite when there's a team of cops at the door. One of the guys noticed them by looking in the mirror. He saw them at the lower half of the front door. It's impossible though, as he would've had to look through the door. I wonder for quite a while how he saw them. As soon as he sees them the other guy starts spraying bullets at them. The door is made of thick wood though. Some bullets pass through, but I'm not sure if anyone got hit.

Night 3 of the competition and nothing. I'm struggling with some personal issues which have stopped my lucid dreaming in its tracks and recall has fallen to almost nothing. I can't concentrate to do a WILD.

1) Fragment: Someone was angry - I watched him. He was on a quad bike with a large gas cylinder and rode off a track, across some grass, stopped took the cylinder off the back and set light to it. There was an explosion I saw it in slow motion. The man was badly burnt and now there was someone else with him who was also seriously burnt. The scene shifted to a rescue after the explosion. A caravan had been blown up and there were two people inside. I heard the firemen saying that they were taking it slowly as the people were safe inside as they dismantled the caravan.

12/4/16
Dream 1: I was part of a large migrating, mainly cavalry army (I think we were the Sioux or something like that). We were travelling along a plain when we saw a blurry line appear off to the side. We turned and watched, and it became apparent soon enough that it was in fact an enormous line of people. As they got closer we could see it was a cavalry army orders of magnitude larger than ours. They swept by peacefully though, simply passing us by. Someone next to me whispered that they were the Mongols, and their army had 1.6 million people. I was gobsmacked at that sheer number of people, and thankful they weren't attacking us.

Dream 2: I was in my old politics class talking with the person next to me about the evolution of the English language and particularly in Australia. I'm not sure if what I sad was legit or not, but I said that Chines had a large impact on the tonality of the Australian accent and the language was mainly derived from French, German and, curiously, Mongolian. A girl in my class who was from Mongolia turned around at that and seemed all excited.

Dream 3: I was making this huge sandwich as a part of a competition with a couple of friends. We stacked up about 4 layers and filled them with different kinds of meat and cheese and stuff while having some serious banter.

Dream 4: My grandpa, brother and I were all in the kitchen making this giant batch of a stir fry sort of thing. We were preparing different sorts of vegies and meat as he regaled us with old war stories and stuff. We eventually finished preparing all the food and then threw it into a giant pot to stir around and cook while we prepared the next batch.

Dream 5: I was in some sort of first person Japanese style Adventure Quest/Skyrim. I arrived with my mum at this huge mansion place, where in the backyard there were a few quest-givers for the people involved and an 'adults room' for those not. I accepted a quest from this glowing blue ethereal woman, who gave me three tries to answer these riddles. I got it wrong the second time but on the third time I told her an answer so poignant that she began crying. I comforted her and she told me I had passed, rewarding me with something (can't remember). I then did another quest, a fighting one, where I transformed into an ice dragon and fought against a hydra. I think I just won that and again got rewarded.

Fragment: Something about people with super long, pointy ears.

Dream 1 -Folding boat fight
I vaguely remember this dream.. It was kind of stormy near a dock, the clouds were dark and the wind was blowing hard. There was a sort of fight going on with grenades and weapons between me and other people. I jumped into the water with this thing which somehow unfolds itself and turns into a boat. It's strangely animated and there's water inside the hull so I wonder how it's supposed to fix that. Also the boat is tiny, it barely fits me but expands almost cartoon-like to encompass me.

Dream 2 - Ex
A dream about my ex, she's at her house with her family and our kid and apparently there's a family friend of theirs staying over. The man is in his 40s and has ginger hair and a beard, he's a bit chubby too. Apparently they sleep together or something which in the dream annoys me because of how she acted, but I'm more accepting of the fact that she's only human and we have to move on eventually no matter how much it hurts. Tough dream to wake from, but deep.

Dream 3 - Haircut
This is more of a dream fragment, I just remember showing off how my hair got screwed up by me shaving my beard and accidentally over shaving the right side. This happened in real life... Though it's not that noticeable thankfully

Dream 4 - Beating up Malfoy
This dream was.. interesting. The dream itself was longer than what I can remember, but the point where I remember from is where I've walked into this house on top of a grass hill. In this house is my neighbour Harrison in the form of Draco Malfoy (he's wearing glasses too, kind of looks like Harry Potter in a way). We have a wizard duel where we cast spells, I remember spellslinging 'Wingardium Leviosa' and 'Expelliarmus' (didn't look up the spelling so I hope that's right). I realized that there was no reason for me to just cast spells, so I walked up to him and slugged him in the face. Multiple times. He was on the floor and I kept punching him . His face isn't getting bloodied up or anything but it was pretty intense and brutal. I stop, and have a moment where I just realize that there's no point because this is a dream. I don't get lucid however, I just kind of know that it's a dream and I should be nicer. I stand up and leave, I see an old friend called Tom and walk up to him and hug him. It's an extremely comforting hug, abnormally so. It's like hugging a marshmallow with a smile while also letting you know all your sins in life have been forgiven. I walk off now, and then wake up.

Some pretty deep dreams going on last night.

I was very sleep deprived so I decided to get some rest & make a new plan. First, I reinstalled Jelly Splash on my phone before I went to sleep & played it. The reason for this was to work on details & accuracy w/ bright colors & to just have fun. I did a simple body meditation & relaxation technique that is pretty second nature to me & I slept on my stomach for the first time in about 6 wks, which is how I prefer to sleep. And then I decided I would just sleep, wake up & keep going back to sleep until I got enough rest which turned out to be about 10 hours. I also decided not to log any of my dreams but just to keep track until I had my last one. And low & behold I had 6 dreams! Number 7 was a LD! And I kept w/ my plan by just doing what I wanted to do in it & have some fun. I've been too serious lately trying to achieve the TOTM.

So here is my LD. I was working as a detective & was investigating an illusionist who managed to steal a lot of money, or so my boss thought. My opinion was that it wasn't him at all & that someone was taking advantage of the timing of the illusion acts he was performing.. My boss said that he would definitely show up at the event that was occurring on this same day in the evening. So we showed up & it wasn't dark yet, it was light out & there were very long lines & because we were detectives we could just weave in & out as we pleased & look for where he might be. We were in this line when I looked across the room & saw all the Chinese lanterns that were hanging about & strings of lights & bright signs. (I think the Chinese lanterns & neon signs may be a dream sign for me. I know the bright lights are) And it was then I knew I was lucid & felt invincible! I knew I could do what I wanted now & told my boss that I knew he was innocent & that I quit. I really wanted to find this guy because he was very impressive & I just didn't believe he did it.,.. He was there, eluding us, but he was there. He reminded me of Roland from Stephen Kings, The Dark Tower series. He would be in one place where I could see him & then he'd kind of roll away & disappear. I searched through the hordes of people & he still eluded me. I thought maybe since I was Lucid I could do something to find him that way, but that wouldn't be fun to me in this scenario. There were all these booths & stages where these little magic tricks were happening & I realized this event was some kind of magician's convention/exhibition or something & an illusionist would only be there for some other reason. They are in a different category than magicians you know, like that would be beneath them to show up at this place & perform ordinary magic.... I could feel him watching me everywhere I went. And then I suddenly realized he was gone. He let me see him & then went around a rack of books & disappeared w/ a smile. And then I woke up.

Mike & I were just discussing the movie for The Dark Tower Series & how they screwed it up. I was talking about Chinese food today. And I saw a lame magic trick on tv. I know that's where some of the characters came from.... I realized that I had stopped reading my everyday books & have been only reading dry stuff to research the brain about memory... I average 50-60 plus books a year which in 6 wks I've destroyed all hopes of that happening due to doing too much dry research... I have also noticed that other people are having very fun dreams w/ dragons & vampires... I think my brain needs more of that. I may actually reread Harry Potter again due to the incredible details it has to offer which will stimulate my brain the way I want it & it has the familiarity to be easily ready. Not to mention cool magic... When those books came out my husband, our youngest son & me all read the books at the same time which was a lot of fun... I've taken the fun out of my dreams & need to put it back in.

So this entry is the only time I remember having a nightmare. I would say I was aged between 4 and 5/6 it was pretty scary at the time.

So all I remember from it is being chased by a character who looked like a mix between the white rabbit from the animated Alice in Wonderland and Roger Rabbit from loony toons. He chased me into a wardrobe and I closed the doors to stop him, then in the wardrobe there was an angry ginger cat which hissed at me. This made me run out of the back of the wardrobe into a hedge maze made out of thorn bushes.

So... that's all I can remember of the dream. It was a pretty looong time ago. Have fun interpreting whatever that was....

+I remembered a lot of details when I woke up, but it feels impossible to write out at 3 am. So here's what's left: I was watching Long Lost Family and there's a story about a man who was looking for his twin sister and turns out, he's been married to her! It shows a photo and I realize I have that photo hanging up in my office. I realize that it's my paternal grandmother's brother. Even after they found out, they didn't separate and they continued to have kids. They were madly in love. I wondered if it had anything to do with the concept of genetic sexual attraction I've heard about in adoption cases.

+I'm sick and I'm stuck inside a basement room. I'm staying with P.P. but she up and leaves abruptly. I ask what she wants me to do with all her stuff and she doesn't seem to care, but we agree to meet up again and take care of it. I get a message on t.v. that L.S. is thinking of moving back to Florida. She sends videos of herself hiking on the mountainous freeway in Washington in the snow. I see a semi truck coming at her and think, "That's just like my dream last night!". I hope she hasn't left yet so we can get together first. I call someone and complain to them I'm sick, my roommate left, and another one of my friends is thinking of moving away. They pick me up and I insist that mangos will make me feel better. An ice cream shop guy gives me a scoop of green ice cream that is very bland and clearly not mango. He makes me eat it from my hand. There were a lot of guards by the door on our way out. They drop me off at a grocery store and a man in a truck cat calls me so I ignore him. As I shop I notice him following me. I try to evade him. A man asks for advice on milk and is very grateful for what I have to say. After he leaves I find him again to make sure he intended to buy chocolate milk and not regular. He did. Somehow I get back to my real bedroom and my hands are asleep. I start crying and my husband tells me he's not going to try and have sex with me because I can tell I've been through a lot.

+Traveling with DB. We go to a snowy mountain where A and I snowboard without a snowboard, just our feet. I clipped her heel and we both fell. The snow was really strange, like artificial with the consistency of dried shaving cream. I asked about it but nobody could explain it. We got on a plane and flew over California. You could see from the plane that California extended out over the water beyond the rest of the western states. The plane detoured and took us to a hotel we all had to stay the night at. I was extremely upset. I just wanted to go home. I didn't want to stay at this weird hotel with all these people. A immediately called dibs on room 333 and that just upset me even more. She knows that's the room I want. I settle for 345 because it's on the top floor and an end, so it'll be quiet. It's a bright yellow hotel.

These first few entries will be me recalling past dreams for the sake of logging them.

I'm at an amusement park style place, my vision/sight is not hazy but not clear either but I can make out what places are. When I go through the entrance I immediately fall into a queue for a roller-coaster, it's pirate themed and is like one of the swinging ship rides cross with a regular coaster. The queue runs under it at one end kinda like the one at the Smiler at Alton Towers.

This is the second time I've been to theme park.

I don't end up actually going on it till later and the queue turned out to be a line to a candy floss stand. But before I get any candy floss I'm pulled out of the line for some reason and the dreams a bit of a blur for a portion. Part of the blur was me looking at a piece of track from a roller-coaster on display.

Once I got to the ride and was on it I remember a long drop and feeling the g-force of the ride, which wasn't nice but wasn't good either. (i'd like to point out here that i haven't had a nightmare since I was four, I'll get to that in another log).

Preface:
Sleep at midnight or later. Practiced breathing exercises before sleeping. Tried to WILD but ended up dreaming.

DR 1
I was in the middle of a street and I was building a ship. I wasn't building it physically, but with energy. I was doing things- making gestures with my hands and the ship was being created. However, it wasn't an tangible ship. You could see that it was an energy ship- energy in the form of a ship. The ship was green and blue- like a teal color, very blue. It didn't look cloudy, and not glittery but brilliant. Brilliant energy with beautiful colors and it was getting huge. The ship was getting really big. But someone didn't want me to build it. Someone tole me that had to stop. I guess I stopped.

DR 2
I am walking around some type of event. It looked like a huge shop, it could have been a Wal-Mart, only it was not. Its cold. I see a large rack of coats. Apparently, I came in with a long oversized brown coat- but somebody has taken it, and I am looking for my coat on this rack. This rack of coats is not for sale, it belongs to people- I guess a place for people to hang their coats while they shop. I see a cute Guess Jacket, a satin puffer with a satin red lining. At first, I think its going to be too small, but I try it on and it fits perfectly even over all of my clothes. I take it off and return it to the rack, because I start to feel bad- someone will miss the coat. I start looking around. Its this huge plaza all around me
huge beige floors and walls with racks of shelves of clothing and goods, I start walking . I hear people in the background buzzing, just like a regular superstore. I walk to the back of the store and I see a place where they sel shoes. There is a huge beige floor, and beige walls. Its almost like the store was set up to provide that space as a "walking room" so you can try out the shoes. Shoes and a couple of other things are up against the walls, but the floor in the center of the room is completely clear.. There is a huge counter (beige again) that runs all the way around the room- the room is a circular shape. There are people behind the counters and there is a black girl, pretty, she's got a really good attitude. She's in a great mood and she is greeting and talking with everybody. She's laughing and talking with other employees. There's just a really good good energy in the room, so I feel better as soon as I walk in.. They say hi and they are smiling..there is faint music in the background but they are just listening to the music and I can tell that they are just enjoying being there-having a good time at work. I forgot all about trying to get my coat back.