non-lucid

im floating in a pool, its shimmering like a mirror or mercury its reflecting everything, then I notice the pool is now upside down im not worried but I cant understand why I cant get out .....

I was in a huge wharehouse standing in a line of people and we were firing arrows from our bows into the darkness... then I was reversing a bus out of a workshop but ended up on the road in a car I haven't owned for a long time.

I was at a old rental property and the new owners came back,i reversed out of the narrow street,a silver Mercedes and a tray top ute stopped for me.....I then had a brand new set of unusual hole saws which I started to use on a workmates toolbox.......I then noticed that I had lost my shoes at the house but remembered they were next to a rotor in the dark corner.

my first brief dream recall for years...I was in a massive stormwater/aquaduct watching a even bigger block type robot destroying another machine........then I was looking at a strangers calender and noticed the registration was due on my car.

I dreamt that I was at work. It was 10:00 Friday night but I couldn't be there because I had drill the next day so I was gonna ask a lieutenant to let me go home. The prison was in some sort of pit. I found some keys and on them was Tellez's name. I put them in my pocket and went to find him to give him the keys back.

05.04.2014

Almost Tripped Over a Girl & She Wants Me to Enter a Dark Room (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m walking inside a fairly dark room where the center seems to have the most lighting. There’s an attractive female that’s about to get up that’s diagonally to the right of me. I happened to be going towards her, and accidentally bumped into her. I almost trip, but I grab her hand, almost as if I was going to dance with her, I planted my feet just right, twirled around, and then ended it off with her back bending while I leaned forward on her.

After apologizing to her and all, she seems she wants me to come into a very dark area. She almost had me, seeing how she had a smile that was so radiant, it was difficult not to move as if she put me into a trance. She’s inside the dark area, and motions her hands quickly for me to follow her, but I most likely didn’t go there.

Since the last time I let a female walk me to a dark area, I couldn’t breathe, and woke up with salvia almost foaming out of my mouth. No thanks, honey.

Also, she had light milky brown hair, and had a slightly powdered face than usual, or it could be the lighting that makes it seem so. I believe she wore a light sky blue tank top along with very tight yoga like pants, or something like that, not really an expert on female clothing names.

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05.04.2014

FemBoy Juice, Now Available At Your Local Grocery Store! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery store, and I directed myself to the Dairy section. I eventually reached an area where they’re selling something called “Femboy Juice.” I look at it for the sake of curiosity, and paid attention to the composition and colors. It looked like it was similar to skim milk, at least from the purple colored box with the yellow cap.

I put it back, and I guess I go to wherever in this grocery store.

4,4,2014

I am in my room with MRB, JE, and some other clarinet player. We are rehearsing a strange piece. I am very tired and have trouble sitting up and so play laying down on my bed on my side. I play with the other person, but do not look at the music. I listen to the other person and play what he plays. It is basically a C# minor scale until the last note, which is an E# making a Picardy third sound. I think I am playing Eb clarinet as well. Looking up at my shelves, I see a picture of a girl in fancy clothes. It looks drawn with crayon. Her clothes are yellow. As I look she winks at me; very strange being a picture. After this Joe Eck picks up my lollipop (its red) and asks what some scratch marks are on it. I tell him, laughing somewhat, that they are teeth marks and that it must be a sign that I am impatient when eating. He and MRB laugh, which makes me very happy.

Before this I was at a lavish party. Many people were there including EH. I remember when I was in the pool outside. It was night time so it was somewhat dark out. There was another boy there, tall and fit. We did not know eacthother but were hanging out. We start doing tricks off of slides etc. I try to do a front flip several times but always land on my back in the water. There is like a jungle gym in the pool which was pretty cool. The other guy tries to do a front flip as well but lands on part of the jungle gym, so I go over and help him. After a while I begin to feel like I am late to something.

3,28,2014

I am in my house on the second floor with some other people including AP. We have a wind ensemble rehearsal soon. Soon everyone is gone except me. I am still getting ready. I cannot find my keys so I leave in my family's suburban. Driving, somehow I end up in Disneyworld . I have no idea and am very confused. I am late for wind ensemble and am now very nervous. I receive a text from JF asking where I am. It also says that I am taking my mom to the doctor as she is covering for my tardiness. I imagine MRB is very mad. At Disney world I am trying to find my way back home somehow. Soon I find my mom and tell her what is happening. She does not say much but I tell her maybe I should try a ride because I think that is how I got here. So I get in a ride. Eventually the ride becomes the suburban and I am at a stoplight. I decide to turn right. My university is on the right. I turn in the back entrance. By the way, my university looks nothing like it does in real life. It is all gravel and mud. Eventualy I have to walk. I walk to the athletic field and find some athletes. They are sweaty and tired and for some reason I have a giant straw. I pour water on the players and let them drink. They seem to be thankful. There are also two girls who join, bothe very attractive as if out of a magazine. The straw is almost out of water so I give it to them and say don’t have too much fun. I leave the same way I came.

Some friends and I are on the roof near the athletic fields hanging out. The coaches come and scold us for not being in class etc. We leave but come back and they scold us again. Now I am frustrated.

I'm lying in my IRL bed, looking out into the hall, and I seem to see movement, as if there are several small creatures on the floor. It's too dark to be sure my eyes aren't playing tricks on me. I reach for the lamp - as I do so, I think I see one of the maybe-creatures-maybe-tricks-of-the-eyes come into the room and look up at me - but the lamp won't turn on. Although I'm aware the bulb could just be out, I suspect this is a dream.

To test it, I will myself to float up into the air, but nothing happens. I close my eyes to test whether I can see through them anyway, and I can't (in fact, after closing my eyes here, there were no more visuals for the rest of the dream). But I'm still convinced this is a dream. As one more test, I reach up and touch the ceiling, sure that it won't be solid. I encounter solid material, but it's spongy, my finger sinks into it, creating a depression, and then reaching some limit - the material breaks, creating a small hole. For a second I consider whether this might not be a dream and I've really poked a hole in the ceiling. But I keep digging at it until I create a larger hole, large enough for me to pass through, and I climb up into it. As I pass through, I find I'm now moving downward, not upward - and this makes me wonder if opening up this hole was really a good idea. I have a vague thought about moving down into a basement which stores unpleasant things. But once on the other side, I become aware that I'm lying in bed, and that I've woken up.

Fragments from later (insomnia's been killing me this past week and my recall's a mess):

A desert in a futuristic setting. I'm talking to my wife about some intrigue going on within an elite group of all-female guards who work for us. They're slaves, and I'm thinking about the tensions created by relying on people while keeping them in slavery.

Different scene, same POV character. I'm in a small spaceship, with the pilot - a good friend who works for me - to my left, and a boy whom I'm kind of mentoring sitting behind us. I'm explaining to the boy about a weapon I'm expecting our enemies to use, something that increases the heat of a star. It's related to the lifespan of the star, and the boy deduces that since the star in this system is very young, the effect will be very great. He sounds horrified, but I'm not feeling particularly concerned; it's just one more thing to take into account.

Mom and I were kidnapped I believe and we were in this very large, fancy, glass building with pastel colors. There was another girl there, a blonde girl with straight hair. Probably around my age. We were trying to get away from these people who were about to kill us or worse. I remember it was really scary...I think there was others there to be killed or tortured but I'm not entirely sure. Mom and I somehow found a way to escape. We couldn't take the other girl with us, though. When we left I kept receiving these messages on a phone or computer from her somehow (it had her name...I think it started with V? Veronica...Viola? Violet?) saying things like "Where are you?!" "They're going to go after you!" "You left me here!" "They're going to kill me!" and other things like that and she was insulting me and sending pictures, although I can't remember what they were, but it was really freaking me out. I told my mom, but when she came the messages had dissapeared...and when she left they appeared again. I think she ended up being killed before anyone could save her...and she began haunting me? At some point in the dream she actually approached me or spoke to me (not through messaging) and talked about what happened when we had left. She showed me some kind of flashback or memory of her being held in that building...and she said something about being tortured until she went insane and I saw an image of her sitting on a bed, locked in some awful, dirty, dingy gray room with writing on the walls and her skin looked pale and faded...and she had scars all over her...it was terrible. What freaked me out the most was her face had cuts in it that made her look like she was smiling in a very creepy way. And then it looked like the smile was getting...bigger...wider...she looked so awful and terrifying. That's about all I can remember, but it was really creepy. I'm wondering if somehow this was connected to the dream I had night before last? That dream (although I just barely remember it) was about some blonde girl dying as well I think. They did look very similar, except the girl in the previous dream was a little girl and the one in this dream was a teenager and had longer hair. I think they both wore blue, too...so strange.

Why do I always have such dark and creepy dreams...

Malicious entity
I'm driving along a curvy road. To my left I see a couple of churches, then a large grassy field with a small playground: something to climb in with slides, and a few swings. Now I'm walking along a wooded path into a grassy clearing. To my left, I see another entrance to the clearing. A group of men is standing near that entrance, talking. They're all in dark suits, and I recognize my own pastor as well as another pastor from our denomination. A nearby man whom I don't know offers to watch the kids on the playground so they can play without the rest of the adults having to go over to it.

Now it's third person; I'm looking at an early teens girl. There's some kind of malicious entity that's following her around, always changing whatever clothes she puts on to be much too revealing. She puts on an over-sized denim jacket, but the thing morphs it into a tight vest. The entity itself becomes a picture of a rose on the back of the jacket. She hopes that no one notices it, thinking that as far as these things go, this isn't too bad. The rose continues to change as I watch, becoming larger and redder, then growing a stem which eventually sprouts large sharp thorns. A phrase eventually appears right below the flower, something about her being "hot" or "bad." She starts talking to Pastor M, keeping her back away from the group so they can't see the rose and text; but somehow the entity manages to get to Pastor M and he starts behaving very strangely.

Now I'm hunting the entity through my house. Right now it's hiding in a pile of stuff (clothes, toys, etc). I'm going around the pile, trying to make a band of clear floor to make it harder for the entity to get away from me. Always keeping an eye on the pile, I pick up each loose thing from the floor, look at it closely (to make sure the entity isn't hiding on it), then toss it away. Once I finish the perimeter, I intend to continue moving around the edge, whittling the pile down until I find it or it runs. I hope my perimeter is big enough that I'll be able to catch it before it finds new cover. Unfortunately, my daughter doesn't realize what I'm doing and starts to play nearby, making a mess. I try to explain what I'm doing and why she needs not to do what she's doing, but the thing uses the opportunity to make a run for it. I try to move to get it, but it's too fast and it makes to a nearby bed. I start to strip the sheets off, hoping to catch it in them, but it's too quick, continually eluding me.

I hear a knock on the door and go to answer it. As I'm approaching the door, I look through the window and see it's a delivery man with a hand truck piled with small packages. It takes me a moment to open the door, and when I get it open I find he's not there any more. I step onto the patio and see him walking up the driveway to his truck, and I call out to him that I'm here. I see it's actually two men, one with the hand truck and the other carrying a single package. They come back down the driveway. The man with the single package gives it to me, and the other starts unloading his packages.

Now I'm looking at a girl playing on the patio. She's wearing a nice new dress, and I know it came from one of the packages (in-dream I think it was the top package on the hand truck). Another girl comes up to her, also wearing a nice new dress, and they run off together.

Now I'm on the driveway, back to hunting the entity. Somehow it's made it into the van. I cautiously get into the van and start poking around. Now we're driving; my whole family is in the car, my wife at the wheel. To our left is a row of buildings, one of which is our destination. To our right is a large Interstate interchange that's still under construction. I know the entity is still in the van, but I can't find it.

My wife turns the car and heads towards the nearby on-ramp. I ask what she's doing, and she says that since we can't find the entity that we'll need to go to the gardens that are further away. She's already printed out directions. We'll need to take highway 107 for 107 miles. The speed limit is 107 MPH, so it'll take an hour to get there. I ask her about the speed limit - I think it's strange - but she says it's the speed limit here. I ask her if she's considered the other stuff we'll need (water bottles, lunch, etc), and she sounds mock offended as she says that of course she has. I point out that I hadn't intended to go anywhere yet, so I don't even have my shoes; but she replies that she got my shoes and everything else we'd need. She even got a USB key with an audio book on it for us to listen to. Unfortunately, it turns out we've reached the end of this set of files, and the next set isn't present, so we don't get to listen to it after all.

I turn around in my seat and keep scanning the car for the entity. I move some books in the carseat behind me (I don't realize my daughter isn't in her seat) and find a little brown fuzzy blob. I realize this is it, and that it's making a cocoon and so is vulnerable. I look around for something to smash it with and see only a handful of small paperback books. I grab two in each had for added weight (they all seem to be Narnia books) and try to bring them together on the thing, which is growing larger and larger by the second. I don't manage to crush it between the two small piles, instead just knocking it with one, and it wakes up. I grab it before it can get away. It now looks like a bat, and I manage to get my hand around its neck. It's not a great position, and I don't even know if it can be killed this way, but I'm going to do my best. Its neck is in my right hand and I squeeze as hard as I can. I use my left to grab its body and try to wring the life out of it. I'm so into it that I wake up, my right hand clenched. It takes me a few moments to realize I'm awake; I'm convinced that if I release my grip it'll escape yet again.


At the airport
I'm by my self, walking through an airport pulling luggage behind me. The hallway in front of me is temporarily closed, but there's a detour going up the escalators to my right. Everyone around me is going up the escalators, but after taking a couple of steps toward them I realize I can't because of my luggage. They're fairly short as escalators go, and I try to think if I can manage to get the rolling luggage up, but I decide it would be a very bad idea. I think I saw an elevator nearby, so I go to hunt for it.

Now I'm standing on a small raised circular platform to the right of the escalators. I realize it's the "control room" for them. A woman is here, dressed in uniform, and there are two PBX phones on the desk. I know that the phones are what control the escalators. She's moving back and forth between them, quite busy with her job. I go to position myself by the right-hand phone to take some of the load off of her. I have to reach over the desk, bending at the waist, to reach it, which surprises me - I badly misjudged the distance to the phone. She thanks me.

I'm upstairs now, and I'm a middle-aged woman. I'm in the woman's restroom along with another woman, and we're trying to find a place that we won't be found. The bathroom is long and narrow, like a hallway, with the door right in the middle of one of the long sides. Right across from the door is a large shower stall; another is at the end of the "hallway" to the right. I consider hiding us in the right-hand shower, but somehow it's too open. The middle shower has a heavy floor-to-ceiling curtain and, though it's narrow, it goes back quite a way. We go in, close the curtain, and stand near the back. A few moments later, someone comes into the bathroom and starts looking around, standing right by the curtain, and I realize what a terrible place for concealment this is.


Lane change
I'm driving on the interstate in the left lane when we come across a left-lane accident. I have to get a few lanes to the right to get off. I check my right-hand side mirror to make sure I have enough room to get over, and I see a light-blue car quite a long way back. I change lanes, then check my rear-view mirror, and I'm surprised to see a different car, an old brown SUV, right behind me. I decide I must just have missed it seeing it in the side mirror, but I'm glad there was space for me to come over without getting in a wreck. Now we're home. I'm tired and thinking of taking a nap, but my wife is planning to go out shopping.


Pets
I'm in "our" family room. My wife is on the couch, reading, and our dog and white cat are both here. I'm not sure how the cat got here, but I'm very thankful she and the dog are getting along so well. She starts to climb the bookcase and I put my hand under her, just in case (It's a tall bookshelf without any handholds other than the shelves). She does actually slip and I have to catch her. She tries again. I look away for a moment at something, and when I look back I can't see the cat. After a moment of searching, I see her in a tiny space behind some books, looking very comfortable.


Beach vacation
I'm driving with my family . Now we're at the coast, going to a beach house. Now we're in a house with a bunch of families from the church, talking to Jeff C. It's more of a lodge than a house, with many tables in a large room. Everything is wood. Now, most of the people have left, but Johnny Depp and two of his friends have arrived. I end up talking with him, and he's very, very strange. At one point he lets out a strange yell (war cry?), yelling words I can't understand. By this time it's evening.

Now it's the next day and I'm walking on a path around large sand dunes, talking to someone. He mentions Depp and asks if he did his trademark yell. I confirm that he did and ask what it was, if it was supposed to mean anything, and we talk about it for a few minutes. Now I'm standing on the house's back porch, talking to Depp again, and he's acting much less crazy than the previous night. Now I'm on another part of the porch (it's a long wrap-around thing). The beach shower is on, and I wash my feet. Now I'm inside in the bathroom getting ready to take a real shower.

Now I'm talking with my pastor's wife, and she's telling me about a more secluded beach spot they like to go to, up a mountain on the edge of a small lake. I wonder how the water temperature would be, but it does sound nice. Now I'm on the little beach she was talking about. It's a really small beach, no more than a hundred feet long. In front of me stretches a lake that looks like a crater in the top of a mountain. It's very pretty. I notice a train track across the lake nearby and see that a train is coming towards us. For some reason it stops briefly in the middle of the lake, then continues on. I see that it seems to have left a few cars behind, and I'm concerned that they became unhooked when it stopped; then I realize the front car is actually a locomotive pulling the other two, and it just took longer to start than the locomotive at the front of the first section. Somehow I know they did it that way because a single train would be too heavy, so they had to split it in two.

Now the middle car of the shorter train has tipped over at a 45 degree angle, and people are in the water. Since the train is to my left, and it tipped left, I cant see what's going on. I run across the track to see if anyone needs help. They're fairly close to shore, and no one has any trouble, but they thank me for my concern. The family I end up talking to is a large family with nine children. Later, I notice them in a crowd with a giant stroller. At first I think it's a nine-wide stroller; then I realize it's a four-wide strollers, a normal stroller, and another four-wide stroller all held together with a long belt. My wife and I are impressed.


Fragments
I'm filling out a survey about the most recent dream I had. There's a long list of checkboxes asking what was in the dream. The bolded lines are more generic, and the nonbolded ones are more specific to the kind of dream I had.

Something about getting on the interstate to go home. Another large interchange.

I'm trying to figure out what day it is.

I'm skydiving.

I'm talking with my pastor.

I'm in a hotel room with my wife.

I had multiple dreams, but I only remember one well. The first one was me playing a game where I was the ruler of

the democratic party, and I had to make decisions to make the public think better of us. The main UI was a line

graph, shaped like a C with the open end facing up. Clinking on points on the line let you answer questions, such

as "Which of the following should be removed", making your favor go up or down. The questions were always multiple

choice. They were displayed on a white background, with the answers marked with white boxes. When you clicked on a

box, it would be filled in with a smaller light gray box. Sometimes you would get into subplots, where you would

answer a series of related questions. After you were in a subplot you could not get back to the graph without

restarting the game. This dream seemed related to another dream, where I angered a goddess about something. I also

remember a large tree and a giant purple and black vortex, like the ones you spin coins into, except that it was huge.

Date: 4/5/2014
Total sleep: 7.5 hours
Daytime Techniques: Awareness, RCs, Visualization
Lucid Techniques: Awareness, RCs, Mantras, Medititation/Visualization
Recall Techniques: Mantra/Intent, Remembering past hour of events during the day
Fell Asleep: 11:00
Dream 1 Title: (Fragment)
Dream 1: I woke up right after this dream ended and struggled to remember anything. The last thing I could remember: I was riding a bicycle on the great wall of China.
Dream 2 Title: (Fragment) Porn at work
Dream 2: Another long dream, and I couldn’t work my way back from the very last event. I am at work. I am in an area with cubicles, but they are outside. I am with a coworker who I know in the dream but not in RL. My computer is on and there are small pictures of cartoon people in different sexual situation. I know they are links to cartoon pornographic movie clips. My coworker wants to watch some of them. I am very nervous that I am going to get in trouble for this because it is on my computer. He takes the mouse and clicks on the first link. The dream fades and I wake up. It is 5:26 am. I struggle with recall. I know this was a very long dream, but I just can’t seem to work my way back to the beginning. Frustration may have kept me awake. I dozed back off about an hour later.
Dream 3 Title: (Fragment) The Three Stooges burned a bank
Dream 3: I am walking down a city street. I see a bank and realize I need to get some money from an ATM. I open the door and enter the bank. There are 3 ATMs, but they are all burnt and useless. I’m surprised by this. I walk back out onto the street and go right. I walk a short way and there is an ally on my right. I see the Three Stooges sitting on a bench in the alley looking ashamed. All of them are wearing business suits, but they are burnt and smoking. Their faces are covered in gray and black ash, and Moe & Larry’s hair is singed and smoking. I realize they were the bankers in charge of the bank and their comical antics have destroyed the bank. I awake to my wife’s alarm. She hits SNOOZE.
Dream 4 Title: (Fragment) Rob Lowe motivational speaker
Dream 4: I doze back off after the alarm. I am back at work. Rob Lowe is there. He is wearing a very nice business suit. He is there to give a motivational speech. I wake up to my wife’s alarm again. She hits SNOOZE.
Dream 5 Title: (Fragment) I forgot to shut off my computer
Dream 5: I doze back off after the 2nd alarm. I am back at work. I remember that I had porn sights up on my computer (from Dream 2), but I forgot to shut my computer off and my boss (My old boss, who is a complete A-Hole in real life) is walking around checking computers. I am in a panic. I am running down a hall to get to my computer and my wife is right behind me. I get to my cubicle and my computer is gone. I realize my boss has found it and taken it to HR. I know I’m going to lose my job. I fall to my knees. I am so angry and ashamed. My wife comes up next to me, places her hand on my back and tells me it is going to be ok. I wake up to my wife’s alarm yet again. She hits SNOOZE. I get up at this point.
Awake: 5:30 am, fell back to sleep around 6:30 am up at 7:30 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 2; D2 = 4; D3 = 5; D4 = 5; D5 = 5
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 2; D2 = 3; D3 = 4; D4 = 4; D5 = 4
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = ?; D2 = I know this was a long dream, probably 20 min, but I only remember about 3 min; D3 = 3 min; D4 = 1 min; D5 = 2 min
Emotions: Nervousness, fear, panic, shame, annoyance
Dream Signs: Celebrities, Strange Places, Strange Bad Situations
Notes: I took magnesium before bed. This was a frustrating night. I struggled with recall. When I recall, it is like pulling an anchor out of the water. I have the very end of the chain and the rest is below the surface. Some nights I can pull it all the way up without issue. Other night I can only hold onto the very end of the chain and the rest stays under water. I'm sure my frustration earlier in the night caused issues for the rest of the night.

The dream begins inside my house, by the front door. I am scared to go outside, slightly apprehensive, but i long to feel the fresh cool air on my skin.

My blonde hair frames the scene, and i notice my sleeves and arms more than any other part of me, i appear to be wearing my turquoise H&M top. Eventually i slowly open the door and take a step outside into the cool early morning air. The door opens up to a sideroad very close by*, and i slowly begin to walk out into the twilight morning, slightly covered in mist, with a pale blue hue everywhere.



I move away from the house, never looking back, but i can feel water in my eyes welling up for some reason, so i search myself for some tissue, noticing that now i am wearing a completely different top but thinking to myself It's warmer than my other top. I am now wearing a black pvc blouse which i bought a while back for a photoshoot.

I forget the tissue and my eyes seem normal now, and i continue walking down that side road, looking to my right all the time, and noticing a nearby compost heap, which for some reason has smoke billowing from it, but the smoke never reaching very far up in the sky, it appears to fade mere feet above the compost heap, which now has flames and a few bits of wood as expected.

Suddenly i am behind some garages nearby, and i head to my garage where i keep my car and I find several garage doors open, as well as my own, but my car is in there, my old Nova**. Its doors are open and my clothing has been ransacked***!

I then notice a door which i had never seen before, at the back of the garage, through it i can see the inside of someones house.

Suddenly i am inside this house, looking out of the window at a scene unfamiliar to me, and it is night time, and there is someone standing under a street lamp with a bag in their hand. My perspective shifts and i am now viewing this from the other direction, and outside, and the house i was once in now appears to be a hospital, with a multi story carpark next to it. I know this place, it was the hospital i spent much time in as a child.

Now i am that person standing outside, and with me is a small tan coloured dog, not the dog from my childhood, but one very familiar, and sympathetic, as the dog looks up at me and wags his tail as his face forms that of a smile, reassuring and honest.

Nothing much after this aside from hazy memories of shopping, seeing my friend Stephen briefly, and being back home.

* In the dream the front of my house seemingly flipped 45 degrees facing west, and 100 feet down the road.

** The Nova was my first car and i locked it in these secure garages at night time, never once got broken into.

*** Before i came out, i kept female clothing in my car to change into and i was eternally worried that someone might break in and find them.

This dream occured about two weeks ago, worth mentioning if only for the personal insight it offers me of myself. Everything ties up here, though the compost heap thing is weird, its my second dream in as many weeks to feature a compost heap.

I thought i would create an image of the dream, crafted in photoshop of 3 seperate images, one i borrowed from the internets, and 2 of my own, the scene itself and me. I cannot possibly say if i wore high heels when outside, or inside, but i usually do in reality so i assume i do in dreamland.

apr.5 2014

last night bed 10 - 4:50

3 long and detailed dreams, yeeeey!

Woke up after them and quickly replayed in my mind before promptly falling asleep again.

DR 1
Friend of mine is studying bugs at school. She is all about bugs. She sais it's not so bad, all the do at school is eat them and learn about them.

She is showing them to me ALL the time. She has dead grasshoppers on a stick and she is like pretend tickling me or trying to scare me. I'm not scared of bugs. But having dead bugs all over me is something I don't appreciate. So I swat at them and then I looked and the green/yellow goo from them is smeared all over my sleeves. I'm mad. Then she makes me taste them. Don't taste good. It goes on and on and on.

DR2
I'm an astronaut with 2 others in the space station or shuttle. We are about to return to Earth. Dangerous manuever, and I think there is only place for 2, or 1 has to stay behind to push the button or something. We are all fighting over who is gonna do it, because we all wanna sacrifice ourselves.

We are about to put on our spacesuits hanging on a wall. I wanna use the potty real quick before I get dressed. I tell them "if you wanna lock me out and save me, while I go potty, well then, be stupid like that, you just gonna die".

I go to potty, which is on the end of a long and narrow tiled hallway. I'm doing my business, when I hear someone is using a stall in the adjacent room. I'm like "great, now they gonna see my ass".

DR3
kidnapped girl, shooting, older couple, shotgun - will finish after work.

There is a shootout on the street. The shooter escapes into the house. A clack girl is kidnapped. I go inside after her. I'm sneaking through the backyard. I see the bad guy through some vines and bushes. He is sitting on a chair at an outdoor table.He is looking around and I duck so he can't see me. There is danger in the air, but i'm not scared.

I find the girl and help her go across this low concrete fence. I tell her to crowl. She throws herself to the ground and starts to "crawl" 2 feet of the ground, as if swimming. I'm thinking "not THAT crawl".

We make it out of there. Back in safety, I realize that the older couple in the house must have also been taken hostage. So I take a shotgun and go get them.