International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Kumara's Dreams

I hate to even post these...I'm embarrassed about being stuck in my head!


My sister's new place and distressed little me

I am visiting the new place my sister and BIL (the one I like) just bought. They purchased a huge old building that used to be a church (now that I think of it, I may have dreamed of this building before). It's huge and empty, and she's telling me about their design plans.

I am in another room now, and there are two beds against the wall behind me. I feel like I'm a young child. I have a "pallet" to sleep on, on the floor, which looks like a black yoga mat. I turn away, then back again and when I look again there is a bed (the bed I've been wanting, I think) that is on top of my sleeping mat. I feel distress and start crying, I don't like that I've been displaced and that this girl just put her bed on top of my mat without talking to me.
I ask her to please move it somewhere else...maybe upstairs. Someone says there isn't an upstairs but I counter that I'm pretty sure there is. I cry some more and say, "I'm the child of an alcoholic and I don't like my routines to be upset."


Frances Dick and a box of dimes
I am sitting at a small round table, with a woman to my right and a man to my left. They both give a calm, professional vibe.
I am utterly in love with the man on my left. I am noticing how gentle and kind he is.
I am also noticing that we are actors, playing parts in a play that maybe the man had written. The woman says to me, "So you put yourself at the mercy of the court?" and I respond, "Mercy." I maybe signed something then, and our deal was done.
I continued to focus on the man and how good I felt to be with him. I said to myself, "I am totally in love with this character!" at which point I reminded myself...it's the CHARACTER I'm in love with, I don't really know this guy at all.

His name was floating through my mind...Dick. Francis Dick or Phillip K. Dick?
I kept reminding myself FIRMLY that it was Francis...I thought..."Francis Dick, the guy who writes about horses...NOT Phillip K. Dick, who is a sci-fi writer".
(I looked him up this morning and found a Dick Francis who writes mystery novels that feature racehorses, I've never read them but I am certain I have seen his books in stores before).

From there I'm in a room, some stuff I don't remember, then I decide I need to take a shower. I walk outside, apparently thoroughly confused, because I walk down a dark street, stop at a ditch and start to take my clothes off. After my clothes are off I realize there is no shower, and try to put my clothes back on or cover myself but now my clothes are very tiny and don't fit, and the towel I keep trying to cover myself with is more like a washcloth.

I find a box out by the ditch, and I remember there is a small box inside that has something that looks like a blue pincushion on top, only it is plastic and there is a compartment for each pin. Underneath, the box is full of dimes. I decide to keep them. I'm pretty sure the stuff was meant to be given away, which is why it was by the curb.

A girl comes by to help me pick up my stuff. I'm frustrated that I can't get my clothes on and now I seem to have a whole bunch of stuff that I don't remember having before, like my lunch cooler, that is falling all over the place.
I notice a woman stepping onto her front porch behind me, the porch lights come on and she lets two small dogs out onto her front lawn.
I think we finally get my stuff together to get going, and I'm thinking about the box of dimes and whether I should take it...I reassure myself that the box was put by the curb because it was meant to be given away.

Thebeastofold's Dream


driving with employer, stonehenge, and sky curtain?


I woke up at 4:16 am again as i most always do.....so i decided tyo do a WBTB WILD...and what an experience......after pictureing and repeating "chichen-Itza" over and over again in my mind, and as i was WILD'ing, i noticed, froma distance, my fingers, hands and toes were twitching, and my eyes were moving as if i was in deep REM....and just as i went into the dream, i fainly remembering rolling over as i entered the dream....I also noticed, just as dreamed,. i felt a brief whole body tingling..i dont know if i was getting to astral or what......i dont know...

I was in a room ive started in in many many dreams over the years, seemed to be aspects of every bedroomive ever llived in, there was a huge pot with tons of twisted and curled twigs stuffed into it, with a vase nestled in the middle of the twigs....and i kept looking at it, convinced someone had switched out the original vase with the one that was in it now...weird....i becam,e semi lucid and decided to go outside. my employer was sitting in a car in the driveway, and i thought, maybe he can drive me to chichen-itza! so i got in, and we drove for about 15 minutes or so, i was guessing..and all of a sudden, i was completely lucid! i said stop! when he stopped i jumped out and looked around and said yes! i'm dfreakin lucid! i can get to chichen itza now! and i repeated chichen itza several times as i was looking around, then the dream started getting fuzzy, so i yelled "clarity now!" a couple times then it was crystal clear...i decided to to a RC and tried to push my fingers through my palm..it didnt work, but i was even more lucid now than i was before, i looked over to the horizon and the horizon was a giant curtain, with 2 openings, one opening was a stonehenge tilithon in the centerm, and it was pouring rain on either side of it...the other opening was even bigger, it was freakin huge, and i decided to go there...i started running, then thought, i'm dreaming, why not fly! so i took off flying!! it was really cool, i flew into the larger opening and there was a giant freakin huge glass tube tv sitting there, mustve been 3 or 4 stories tall and wide, and there was a picrture of chichen-itza on it....and as with alot of my flying dreams, i tried to fly to the tv, but i flew inthe opposite direction i wanted to go, so i bounced off the wall opposite the tv, and off the long ass couch that was there, and i concentrated on lucidity and flew straight tothe tv...i got to the tv and hit the screen with my hand..i was hoping to fly through it, and i noticed the screen was super dusty...heh weird, i kept floating all around the screen but couldnt get through it, and i said outloud, come one! i'm freakin lucid! what more do you want!!! at that point, i heard a voice in my head say, kind of in a ragged whisper "the stones are the key" and as i turned to go the the stonehenge trilithon i woke up......havent been that lucid in a while..it was great!!! and my second WILD! way cool!!!

Mayatara's Dream

Thugs
With Zilla and Riverstone at my hometown. We just left my mom's and we're going down the street when some thugs get out of a car at the end of the street and start pointing guns to people and robbing them. One of the guys, a chunky Mexican looking guy, points a small black revolver to my face. I evaluate the situation, notice that the other guys are busy with their own victims, so I react very quickly by stealing the gun and pointing it back at him. I tell my friends to run and I'm thinking what to do next. I planned to shoot the guy on the leg, so he won't chase us, but there are some kids around and I fear they might get hit by lost bullets, so I just pretend that I will shoot and then shoot into the air and run after my friends. The other guys realize what's going on and all start to chase us. I run to my mom's door with the key, to let my friends in. I'm worried about their safety.

Student exchange I
I'm at some foreign city, I get a bit lost in the streets, but finally I arrive at a university where apparently I'm spending some time - maybe a summer course or a student exchange. There are a lot of students from Africa, Middle East, Asia... but I'm particularly close to some arab girls, who look like super-models. They are all very intelligent, cult and independent. I see them as the future of their countries, until one day when they appear all dressed up, impressive hair and make up and invite me to join them in going out with some rich arab guys, who are looking for brides. I see these intelligent, independent woman, all of a sudden obsessed about just looking pretty to hunt a rich husband and I tell them how that is disappointing. But the worst thing is that deep down, I am also imagining myself being courted by some sexy arab prince myself and the idea pleases me. I go for a walk in the park to clear up my head.

Greasy kitchen
I'm working at a communal kitchen, serving the poor and starving people. I am incredibly sweaty, greasy and grimy, when I'm surprised by the visit of my guru to the premises. At first I don't recognize him in the strange clothes he is wearing and all the people around him, but when I do, I break through the crowd to greet him. He doesn't seem to recognize me under all the dirt on my face, but he finds me somewhat familiar. Not enough to stop to talk to me, so he just leaves and I feel sad.
Anyway, I don't have much free time to sob, because someone calls me to the kitchen, saying it's an emergency. There's a little monkey hiding under the kitchen counter and he seems in distress for no apparent reason. I take him out with care and realize he is not hurt. He is nevertheless very stressed out about something under the counter. I check it out and I find there a sick hamster, who is his little friend. I take care of both and the little monkey calms down and looks thankful.

Lucid experiments
I get lucid when inside some house, near a window and I fly to the outside. I should have recalled the meeting point at Chichen Itza, but instead in my mind came the idea to try some things I had discussed with a guy past friday about lucids, namely, doing meditation in action, trying to smell things and plunging on the ground.
So I floated slowly down a stone paved path, with only my toes touching the ground and used that sensation as the focus of the meditation. This path was leading downwards to the ocean and was flanked by a stone wall. After a while going through it, I saw some flowers to my left, over the stone wall and I stopped to smell them. Their smell was subtle but very clear. It was a sweet perfume, but they all seemed to smell the same way, from geraniums to lilies. Anyway, it was an accomplished task, which I don't recall ever have tried before.
Then I floated to a patch of grass and plunged on the ground, wanting to experience "swimming" on the soil. This guy I met told me he still hadn't succeed in doing so and I had never tried. Apparently it is very hard, because our mind sees it as a solid barrier. Crossing a wall is easier, because you come out on the other side, but "swimming" on the soil is quite more challenging.
For a very brief moment I did it. I could see and feel the grains of soil surrounding my body and offering resistance to my "swimming", but soon I was "ejected" to the surface and could not continue doing it anymore. So I had the idea to look for a mole tunnel. Sure it would be tiny, but I could easily trick my mind to go through it and have the experience of "swimming" underground.
I found a hole and put my head inside it, but had to retrieve as two cute little puppies were coming out in my direction. Then a black chicken came out and a third puppy. Apparently it was the den of some wild dogs and they kept living chickens inside as livestock. This totally distracted me and I lost lucidity. I was totally enchanted with the little puppies when a fourth came out of the den. He was completely white and had a few blood spots on his fur. I took him to my mom's and cleaned his wounds in the bathroom. I noticed he smelled really badly, like dry blood and poop. He then started talking to me. He said he had one bad injury on his belly under the fur and asked me to treat it to. I asked him to breathe deep as I poured hydrogen peroxide and he was very stoic. I put bandages over his wounds and he thanked me for my kindness.

Student exchange II
Back to the student exchange dream, I'm now supposed to be with some team mates going to a game, which resembled handball but was plaid with juggling clubs. There were four teams, paired up into two simultaneous games. Our performance would count for the final evaluation of our exchange experience or whatever it was. But some girls from an adversary team plus their trainer, really hated our guts for some reason, so they gave us wrong information and we didn't actually know that our game was somewhere else, but we thought it was right there after theirs. So we waited, just to find in the end that the rest of our team had been waiting for us elsewhere and had lost the game for insufficient players. We tried to defend ourselves, hoping to save our final scores, but the trainer bitch
was denying that they had tricked us. I couldn't accept the injustice, so I kept on pestering her until she was so sick of me she admitted in front of everybody what had happened. We would still fail on sports, but I didn't care, I had high scores on everything else.
It was my last day there and I went for a stroll in the city. It looked like somewhere in the UK. Could be London. There was a nice flea market and I wanted to buy lots of stuff but I restrained myself, thinking about the luggage limits on the airplane. Then I heard music and found a live concert in a square. For some reason, I was convinced in the dream that the band was the Arctic Monkeys, but I don't even know them. They looked more like a gay band on a gay parade. Don't ask me why.

Keanu Reeves
Also have a fragment of a dream with Keanu Reeves on it, but I just recall he was sitting on a chair to my right.

whiterains dream

short lucid last night. it was something like there was a ball dispenser like a bubble gum machine but big on the side of a road. it was sending out messages in balls and ideas and seemed to represent some part of the brain or something. i think it was also sending out trigger messages to be lucid and i think i ignored it briefly then suddenly caught on. it seemed like a good idea to somehow release the balls and charge the machine up. i held a ball and chaged it up somehow then smashed it into the machine to send more of these messages out. i remember looking at one of the balls and saying to my bro/mate as we left "see look at them all, some of them are ideas that we havent even had yet"

Windhover's Dream

1 - I was at the street in front of my house. across the road, I saw Katsuno walking toward me... I dont remember his face. he introduced me a lucid technique, called
'perverted technique', and I'm like wut? perverted? he said if I try flying at the end of my 'work', I can fly. I dont know I got to the building, but I was at the 3rd floor of white office building; I was working with some kind of banking account, wearing black suit. there was big veranda in front of my office; I saw enormous blue sea near the building and some yachts and huge boats. I felt my 'work' here is done, so I went out to the veranda, see if I can really fly. here at this point I kinda knew it was a dream but I never got lucid.. and I could fly. I was a bit scared to jump of the veranda porch, but with excitement, I jumped high and I flew away.

2 - I was with my brother and a beach. the ocean was dark-green-blue. there was a small grey brick-wall near me and some vibrant flowers. I took some photographs with a digital camera, but when I tried to take it the image of photo was took to the left or right. I got a little frustrated that the photo didnt come out the way I wanted.
scene jumped
I was with my family at a mountain. I tried to take a picture of a deer, an yellow bird. again the picture came out different.

Nephanim's Dreams

Sorry about yesterday. I didn't have a lot of time to type up my dreams in the morning, so I was in a hurry just to post them on my main dream journal and forgot about DV... They're here now, though.

35th Attempt:

The Cause of Low Exam Scores

I was waiting at a bus stop in River Bend with my dad. He asked about my GRE test results. I didn’t know how I did yet, so there wasn’t much to tell him, but I noted that I wasn’t going to tell him if I did poorly. He got really angry as soon as I said that.

“You’d better do well,” he insisted. “There’s no excuse for that.”

“What? It’s a general knowledge test. How can I help it if I don’t do well?”

“It’s the goddamn weed.”

“What?!” I stared at him in disbelief. When his sour glare didn’t falter, I knew he really believed this… “Dad, I don’t smoke.”

“Of course you do. You don’t even try to hide the smell.”

“XXXX smokes… Of course I smell like it.”

“I’ve heard you,” he continued. “I’ve walked by your room when you’ve been in there with her. I hear her say things that don’t make sense, and you’re right there with her.”

“So?”

“So obviously, you’re both smoking.” I rubbed my temple. There didn’t seem to be any effective way to convince him of the truth. My mom walked up to us and asked about the GRE. Immediately, I threw up my hands and warned her that I wasn’t going to talk about it. It was better to leave my parents out of it entirely. They were just going to draw their own conclusions. If I did well, it would be because of them, but if I did poorly, it would be my fault. I walked back to the house and went straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Chelsea followed me in there and tried to rinse something in the sink. It didn’t seem to be working. I could hear my mom and dad arguing outside the bathroom.

The dream jumped. I got in the car with my family. We had to wait for Austin to come out; he was getting to a save point in a game.

Five-Year-Old Math Instructor and the Luffy-Newgate Alliance

I was sitting in a mathematics class taught by a five-year-old child. Halfway through his lecture, he got depressed because it was his birthday and no one had gotten him anything. I walked over and asked if he wanted to go to the candy store. He transformed into a keychain. I was only able to hear him speak when I held it right next to my ear, so no one else really believed he was talking to me. We left the classroom and got in a car.

I recalled that there was a candy store named Fuzziwig’s just next door. We had a difficult time reaching that shopping center, however. We couldn’t drive straight there. The only path required us to take a highway in a loop around portions of the city before coming back to the one way street that went past both the candy store and the school. We got lost in all the highway entrance and exit ramps. When we reached a shopping center, I realized it wasn’t the same one… None of the stores were the same as I remembered. At first, I feared the candy shop had been replaced. I didn’t say this out loud; I didn’t want to upset my teacher.

We went into the mall and started looking for a similar candy shop. Along the way, Nicole found a Japanese import store and insisted on looking through the One Piece merchandise. There were new One Piece figurines… Each member of the crew held a flag with green slash marks beside the Straw Hat symbol. I tried to remember what this meant, but I couldn’t. A dog came up to us and sat down at my feet. Without thinking, I knelt down and started petting him. He looked a lot like a dog I had when I was younger, Sonic. The dog bit the keychain of my teacher and carried him off. I chased the dog around the store until I was able to recover it. Aside from a few scratches and a chunk missing from his belly, my teacher seemed okay. I left that store to keep searching for candy…

The dream jumped. I was watching an episode of One Piece. Luffy met with Whitebeard to form an alliance. They made one giant pirate crew. With Luffy’s name attached to everything Whitebeard did as well as his own antics, he quickly gained global infamy on a scale never before seen. Their new flag was the one the figurines were holding. I was so excited when I saw this that I immediately asked Nicole if she wanted to watch the episode with me.

Become a God for You <-- This one was kind of interesting.. Highly immersive.

I was working at a laboratory of some kind. As one of the head scientists, my job was to keep an eye out for security threats. I couldn’t really prevent them – after all, breaches of security were almost always someone else’s fault – but I could notify the relevant parties immediately and prevent harm from reaching them in most cases.

This time, there was nothing anyone could do.

Beings from another world with faces like masks with spiderwebs pulled over them and slender, jagged limbs appeared in the laboratory. I only received a brief report from one of my assistants before he was killed. Autumn, another of my assistants, helped me send out a lab-wide warning message. The invaders were here to kill anyone and everyone. The only solution was to lock oneself in a secure area and wait for them to leave. I wanted to do just that, but I had to wait for confirmation that everyone had received our warning. We went from room to room, knocking on doors and checking with people inside. As long as they locked the doors when we left, they would be fine – in theory, anyway. We came to a corridor where janitors were cleaning cockroaches off the wall. The roaches were trying to crawl through the door frame to get past the locked door. I let them take care of their business before we tried to speak with the people inside. Though we knocked, no one answered. We were just about to leave when a scruffy man in a lab coat opened the door.

“How many people are in here?” I asked at once. “Have you taken the necessary precautions?”

“Yes,” he said with a nod. “About twenty of us. Why don’t you come in here, too? I’m sure you’ve done enough already.”

“Can’t,” I said with a sigh. “We need to brief the executive board.” Autumn frowned. She, too, realized that this was basically suicide. The scruffy man gave us a look of pity before closing the door and locking it again.

The dream jumped. We stood around a circular table with several bald men in suits. One of them walked up to the board where I had written down some figures.

“So you’re saying most of the people in this facility have already been killed?” he asked, waving his hand over the proportions.

“Yes,” I answered bluntly. “If we don’t think of something, they’ll kill us all eventually. I don’t think it’s reasonable to wait for them to leave, but we don’t have a plan B.”

“Or maybe we do…” Autumn murmured. All heads turned to her. “Well, it’s just a hunch, but… You know that genetics experiment we wanted to do? The one we couldn’t get test subjects for?” Chills danced up my spine. I knew exactly what she was thinking of. It was an experimental procedure that would create a god. The side effects of failure were fatal at best. No one in the facility had been willing to try it out, even with such a high reward. I slipped my hands into my pockets.

“That would work,” I said. “I’ll do it.” She looked like she was going to cry.

The dream jumped. We made it down to the seventy-fourth basement level where the genetics lab was located. I thought the number was ironic, but I didn’t say anything. I stared at a vat of turquoise liquid while Autumn made the preparations. There was some kind of faintly human thing floating in it. Its body was bent forward in what looked like an uncomfortable position. I assumed the malformed being was female because of her long hair, but I realized that wasn’t a very good indicator. I supposed I would find out soon enough… I was going to have to climb in there with it.

“Almost ready,” Autumn said behind me. I crossed my arms.

I found time slipping on its tracks, so to speak. I entered a timeless world in which I was confronted with various propositions about the nature of magic. The flow of the philosophy was like something out of a Terry Goodkind book. It seemed to make sense. I wondered if I there was any truth to it. I’m not sure how long I was lost in this timelessness; the world was nothing but darkness with blobs of white light that occasionally flashed in and out of existence. When I returned to the normal flow of time, the mask-faced creatures were standing in the lab with us. They were all wearing black suits. Autumn screamed when she saw them. The one in front reached into his pocket and withdrew a deck of cards. He began throwing them in our direction in rapid succession. Autumn backed away from the cards as they fell to the ground, but I shook my head.

“The cards aren’t going to hurt you,” I explained. “They’re just a warning.” I had a sense that the method of their killing was literally random. This was their way of explaining that they had no control over our fate except that they would make an attempt to destroy us. Deciding to seize this brief window of opportunity before I was forced to climb into the vat and become with the malformed god inside, I took a step forward. “Why are you here?” I asked our guests. One of them tilted its head like an animal.

“Ri…ch…argh…” it said slowly.

“Richard?” I frowned. “Richard Rahl?”

“Rich…argh…” it said again, holding out its jagged arms. I glanced over at Nicole in disbelief. They had come looking for a fictional character. Or maybe he wasn’t fictional at all… Either way, he wasn’t here to prevent our deaths, so I would have to take matters into my own hands. I put a hand on Autumn’s shoulder.

“There’s no time. I’ll become a god for you.” I forced a light smile.

Drawing and Teeth

Nicole and Alex were watching me draw… They were both really impressed by the level of detail. I’m not sure who I was drawing, but his mouth was wide open in shock, and all of his teeth were visible. I put a lot of emphasis on them for some reason.

“This is about the skill level I was at last year,” Alex said. “How did you learn to draw this well so fast?”

“Well, I’m good at drawing teeth because I spend so much time looking at mine and wondering why they’re disgusting.”

“Oh, that makes sense,” she replied.

(I forgot to brush my teeth before bed. I'm pretty sure that's what this was about.)

36th Attempt:

Karl's Calculator

I was in my dorm room… It seemed like Karl had replaced Jherome as my roommate. In the background, I heard Karl talking with Chris in the adjacent room. Karl was looking for the cover for his TI-83. He claimed that Chris borrowed it. Actually, Chris said Karl borrowed his calculator because he lost his own. Karl got upset and ended up back in my room. He started searching through his backpack, but he couldn’t find it. I checked to make sure that my calculator had its cover and was securely hidden in my desk. When Karl left, Chris decided he would just ask his parents for another one – although it was the third calculator this semester…

Future Lab Gadget #74: Life-Bringer Gun

I was watching TV… A bunch of women from various TV shows including The Nanny and Roseanne joined forces to form a superheroine team. It didn’t seem like a very popular show, but I knew Nicole would love it. Appearing on-screen, Peter Griffin commented that it was boring. He somehow turned off the TV, and I was in a laboratory. One of my assistants handed me a futuristic-looking gun. Actually, it seemed like it was made to resemble the remote control for Okabe’s alpaca TV. As I accepted the gadget, I understood that it would bring anything I shot to life – so I animated a wooden chair nearby with a well-aimed blast of energy. The chair’s legs gave out underneath it. Once it regained its footing, it started sliding around on the floor. The little chair bumped into the legs of mine repeatedly as though it couldn’t understand why there was an obstacle there. Before leaving the lab, I also did this with a white doll that looked sort of like a dog. The gun couldn’t give objects muscles, so it just sort of slumped forward without the benefit of neck support. It could clearly feel things, but it didn’t see or hear very well.

I took my new pseudo-dog into the car and fastened its seat belt. For some odd reason, the driver and passenger sides were reversed. I was in the back seat because I didn’t want my artificial dog to fly into the windshield if anything happened on the way home. It took a while for the creature to figure out how to sit up in the car. Its whole body just kept slumping against the seat belt, occasionally falling to one side. Just when it discovered how to support itself with an arm, a rough-looking man tried to climb in the back of my car.

“Hey, I’m gonna dump a load right down there,” he said. He pointed at the floor on the passenger side. I informed him simply that he wasn’t allowed to relieve himself in or around my car, pushed him right out, and dove for the lock button on the door. Unfortunately, he managed to get around to the other side and take the passenger seat before I could lock the doors. Naturally, I left my keys in the ignition… Smart, right? The hairy jerk hijacked my car. I thought about making him crash the car since my insurance would cover it – I had telekinetic powers, after all, so causing the car to veer off to the side would be no trouble – but I decided to let the man drive himself home. He insisted it wasn’t even far away… But then we were driving for a long time on a straight highway. We reached the ocean and kept going…

For a brief moment, I was in the car with Chris’ parents. They couldn’t understand why his calculator needed to be replaced so soon. His mom said something about making him wear stilettos instead of sandals in public to save money, but she admitted he wouldn’t go for that. I wondered if Chris was actually gay.

Whisper Me to Sleep

I had a false awakening. I was amazed by the number of dreams I remembered and how long some of them seemed to last. It was almost like I had more of a presence in my dreams than usual. In reality, much of what I remembered was probably conjured as part of the false awakening. I sat up and started writing my dreams down. Nicole saw me writing and was clearly impressed by my recall.

“And it’s only 4 AM,” I said. “I still have plenty of time to sleep.” I kept hearing things whispering to me after I finished recording my dreams. They helped me fall asleep.

Laughter of a Cow

Nicole was talking with Phil. Apparently, she had just finished the Sword of Truth series. I figured she would go on to read the Omen Machine next. As she and Phil discussed how Richard’s thought process approaches a problem from all angles simultaneously, he cited an example in one of the books. Goodkind had made reference to an analysis by a professional war commander as part of Richard’s analysis of the war with the Imperial Order. The date was even included (2003), but the book was published in 1998. I stared at it in wonder. Phil seemed to have reconciled this somehow, but I didn’t understand how he could’ve put the result of an analysis in his book if it wouldn’t be made for five more years…

I went into the living room where my family was gathered. Chelsea was also reading one of the books in the series, but she was only five chapters in. She got mad at me for saying she was still reading the part where the car got hijacked. I think this was actually a reference to another dream I had last night.

A cow lying on the floor at the base of the sofa looked up at me. This was Bessie Pea, our pet cow. She chewed on a granola bar with chocolate fudge filling contentedly. I sat down beside Bess and stroked her behind the ears. When I smiled at her, she started laughing. It was the strangest thing… I wanted to hear her do it again, so I faked a laugh. I quickly had the cow in a chain of laughter. My family stared over at her.

“How did you make the cow laugh?” Chelsea demanded. “That’s so weird.” Bess just kept going. I smiled at her. If only they’d stop feeding her these fudge bars… She could stand to lose a little weight. Just as I was thinking about it, my mom tossed me another bar for her. It was actually just a pencil with her favorite filling inside – peach. After I gave it to her, I realized the lead was still inside the pencil! That couldn’t be healthy…

“Just take it out,” my dad said. I waited until Bess stopped chewing on it and broke the pencil in half. I had to break off a little more lead by snapping it against the wood of the short end I broke off, but separating the peach from the lead was pretty easy. I gave the healthier half back to Bess. While I threw the useless part of the pencil away, I heard my dad making creepy jokes about me and Bess. They bordered on bestiality. Nicole and Chelsea both gave me sympathetic frowns. I just sat down on the couch and hugged Bess. Obviously, I wasn’t interested in whatever my dad was talking about. She was the family cow, so she deserved some attention – probably much more than she would get without me around. Bess started laughing again and climbed onto my chest. I groaned at how heavy she was.

“Holy crap,” I muttered. “Get off me…” The cow started licking my face, so I turned my head. It was hard not to laugh. My mom took a picture of this to show everyone on Facebook.

I had a false awakening. Nicole agreed to write out my dream for me, so when I explained the bit about the family cow, she needed clarification on Bessie’s name.

“It’s Bessie Pea,” I said. She wrote BESS E.P.

“No, Bessie. Just write Bessie.” She couldn’t seem to get that right, either. I started getting confused on the name and telling her to write Sess’s name instead. We just couldn’t get the correct name on paper.

Sky City and Moving Again

My parents were moving to a city in the clouds. I had the chance to sit on the edge of the cloud for a while before my dad needed help moving furniture out of the old house. I rode some kind of slide to the world’s surface.

The dream jumped. I was in a supermarket. Members of Fairy Tail strolled around, many of them arguing about magic and comparing their strength. I bumped into a new guild member and chatted with her for a while. She was shocked by how powerful Happy was. With a sigh, I assured her she had a lot to learn.

The dream jumped. I made it back to my parents’ house. The only way in was through the back door. I was glad it hadn’t been locked; the clouds overhead were beginning to spew acid rain. Inside, since no one else was there yet, I decided to take a bath. I’ve just been taking showers for the past four years, so it felt really nice to relax in a bath for once.

Portions omitted.

When I got out, Austin and Chelsea were arguing about a game they were playing together online.

Supermarket Sweep

News report of a guy who worked on a UK tv show 'supermarket sweep' is arrested for fraud. He has short curly black hair and a wide nose.

Dead Like me

I'm watching the final ever episode of dead like me, it's been bought back to guest star in a supernatural episode to properly wrap the series up. I'm sitting at my mother in law's house watching it, I'm really engrossed in the episode - and it's nearly finished - Georgia (the principle character from dead like me) has switched bodies and is about to go head to head with the main reaper. Suddenly my mother in law changes the channel because her show is about to start - doh!

Beetlejuice...

I've just gone into my dream, I'm aware of the dream forming - the tv is on, I think we're watching beetlejuice (my favorite movie) I then remember one of my dream goals - to call up beetlejuice. I say 'beetlejuice' , the tv is reacting, something is happening - I say 'beetlejuice' again - more power, stuff in the tv are moving around - I think this is gonna work! - I then wait a few seconds to build up the tension - 'BEETLEJUICE!!!' and.... nothing. It didn't work.

old friends

I see an old friend who I haven't seen for a few years. She is allot taller than I remember - she is like 2 or three heads taller than me now! She looks like a giant compared to everybody around us! We embrass to say hi but then she asks why I'm not saying hello properly and puckers her lips, awkwardly I give her a peck on the lips (like I would do my 2 yr old daughter) I then see some other people who I haven't seen for a long time. I have to stand next to one of them in a kind of circle, my tall friend, who is now standing opposite to me in the circle, wants me to get some gossip/info from the person I'm standing next to - she nods her head to me and I send her a text message.

Old old friend

I'm at my mother in laws house again (in France) and an old school friend, who I knew when I was 9 is there, he is showing how well he can speak french, and I am embarrassed because my french isn't that great

Chichen Itza attempt 5

I go into a DEILD, the dream is forming around me. I am in my house, I need to go along with the dream to begin with, I start a dialogue with it - it is too weak to leave and become truly lucid so I just go along with the dream. Nothing really interesting happening at this point,I did try to communicate to pichulick while in this state, I remember getting somekind of dialogue but was unsure whether it was him or just my subconscious.

I finally feel that the dream has stabilized enough and I walk out the front door. It is bright and sunny outside, blue sky with a nice street in front of me. This makes me think about nightspy2's request. So I look around:

There IS natural light, (though I can't remember seeing the sun specifically, just a blue sky) NO clouds BUT, (which really surprised me) a perfect shadow projected by me, I marvel at this for a few seconds - unbelievable - the shadow looks and reacts perfectly normal!

I then think about going to Chichen Itza - and as my last attempt to go by flying created uneven results I decided on trying to make another portal. I root around inside my (pajama) pockets, I'm looking for a red piece of rock that an old woman gave to me after I asked her how to travel through dreams, she told me to use it to go where ever I wanted. (I tried using it once and couldn't get it to work!) but instead of the rock I found a key,I figured the rock must have changed into this key. The key had a steel bottom and a black plastic top to it. Kinda like one of these:



So I figured that it must have some kind of significance and looked around - there were many houses around but one old battered church that drew my attention specifically. It was wooden, more like a church you would find in the US than in the UK. The front door to the church was padlocked by at least 4 or 5 different padlocks. I put the key into the padlock and turn the key - it opens the padlock - and all the others at the same time! - It is a skeleton key

I walk into the church, it is very small and damaged, sitting opposite to me, from the doorway is a safe attached to the wall. I open the safe with the skeleton key easily. Inside the safe is a curved blue piece of foam and pieces of paper with notes and quick sketches drawn onto them. They seem to be pretty scientific, and from what I gather the general theme seems to be tran-dimensional travel, the drawing show a stick man hovering above what seems to be a wave of frequency, all the other stuff is completely lost on me. I take the curved blue piece of foam and think that maybe I can use it to open a portal, it is a course foam, like something you would use to build a concept model from like polystyrene. I bend it and it breaks in half - nothing is inside (well done me!) I then start to chant Chichen Itza and try to summon as much passion and energy as I can - but nothing happens. I wake up


Notes - synchronicities with both Vasterguard's dream and thebeastoffold's dream

It'sMEE's Dreams...

My first dream starts in my room. I'm in bed and I keep waking up to check on my hamster to see if he is alright (which is strange because my hamster died yesterday ) and I seem to know that it can't be my hamster. I look at the cage and see a hamster running around inside, but I lay back down thinking 'It's not Muffin, he died so it doesn't matter what that hamster does.' I'm not sure if I know I'm dreaming, I just feel really tired and fall back asleep.

Another dream is where I'm in Spain with some random person called Damian and I'm trying to put money in a bank. I have a leaflet thing which I wrote how to say 'can I put this in the bank' in spanish in, and I keep trying to tell the lady behind the counter this. She says "Rude to come to a country and not learn the language..." I'm there for ages trying to find how to say what I want to say, and when I find it, I don't know how to say it.

Katsuno's Dreams

1st: I am inside some kind of mall (I have the feeling like I've been there before in another dream). Somebody is with me... I walk around and I'm going inside a game store. I search for some Playstation games. I stop at a shelf and I find a game I've been searching for 9 years now (childhood memory...). It costs 80 Dollars but I don't care and put it in my bag. I walk around and find another game I like and I also put it inside. I walk to the checkout and pay for the games. I wake up

2nd (Fragment): I remember being in my school and talking to some people. I walk around and the fragment ends...

3rd: I'm in a garden and it seems like there is a little party going on. In the middle of the garden is a huge bed. There are 2 guys and 4 (hot) girls fooling around. I walk to them and I notice what they do...

Spoiler for Sexual content:

One girl is under the blanket and she is blowing one of the guys. The other girl is riding the second guy. I don't mind because the girls are hot and I try to join the fun.

I see that Haley Williams (paramoore) is also with them and I lay down next to her. I try to kiss her but she turns away so I tell her to follow me. She tells me that all those people are so simple minded and I tell her to look closely. I point my finger on a saltshaker and tell her that many people do not believe in their powers. I try to move the shaker with telekinesis but it doesn't work for some reason. I do a RC because this is strange (This is so weird because it was like I expected it to be a dream and when it didn't work I did a RC to see if I'm not sleeping). I'm dreaming and I smile because this is my second ld in a row. Everything starts to get blurry so I try to focus on awareness. It's clear again and I try to focus on Windhover's Energy Signature. Suddenly there is a metal rope in front of me. I grab it and it drags me down into the sewers. I tell the rope to bring me to Windhover while I focus on the energy. I shout "Faster!" all the time because it's going too slow. The sewers had many windows to look outside and the sun was shining through them. It was pretty awesome I feel like I'm loosing lucidity so I focus on the feeling of the rope in my hand and on the smell of the air (which didn't work because my nose was blocked IRL...). Suddenly a friend of mine is dragging the rope but I didn't mind as long as he drags me in the right direction. Suddenly we stop. I'm standing in front of the entrance into a cavern. I wonder if this is the entrance into her dreams. I walk into the cavern but I wake up because my mom walks into the room -.-

Vesterguard's Dreams

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

25-09-11 Set the alarm for 4:30 to do a wbtb, but found out that I don't have the discipline to do that if I keep the alarm right next to the bed. I intended on just chilling for the first bit of the night and form some intentions during the waking period. I remember having forgotten loads of dreams as well from this night :/

The Nap attempt was actually from the day before, but will include it here.

24-09-11 Nap attempt.

“The Giants can't be found because Earth is a pump!”

I am at school with maybe 4-6 other people. We are having a lecture in the nature of consciousness. It is a radical theory we are getting presented. Bærentsen is proposing that the dreamt world is as real as the physical, but he has a list of 4 critical assumptions for this to be correct.

The first is that giants beasts existed and as he is telling about this particular theory we are watching a documentary that explains it. It is a really good documentary as it also takes us right into the action. I am the main advocate that this theory cannot be correct and my first argument points to the fact that we have never found any remains of these particular beasts.

While I am talking about this fact we are actually back in time as two giant beasts are duking it out. Giant might actually be a bit of an understatement when I should think these beasts are probably the size os small continents. There are a lot of people around us trying to get away from the fighting beasts to avoid becoming collateral.

Bærentsen counters my argument with the lack of skeletal remains of these beasts with the fact that they have existed many times that Earth in fact is operating on a greater cyclical scale than previously imagined and that this cycle includes total incineration and essentially the planet's “death” as well. There is a small video segment where we see earth from quite far away, burn, whither and die.

This is supposed to be a scientific model of how Earth is in fact a giant pump for providing ascended souls into the multiverse.
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“Granny's Pearls, aka sometimes I disturb myself”

Spoiler for Strong, Explicit, Sexual content:

I am at home on the sofa and an elderly woman comes up to me. I think I recognise her from somewhere. She tells me that I am really stressed and that I should let her help me find relief. I am not really happy about the idea considering that she seems fairly old, though her body is in good shape.

I think she starts by blowing me a bit.

She starts advertising a bit by leaning over one of the armrests of the couch and flash her bare ass. It doesn't look any older than a 20-30 year old. So I go for it. I replicate with some cunnilingus from behind and wonder why there is some sort of bulge in her vagina. I grab hold of whatever it is and pull out. I expect it to be some sort of bead toy, but to my surprise it is a fully functional amber necklace.

We switch around a bit so I can please her finger style. She is getting very moist and I start with just plunging in two fingers and then grab the clit with my thumb and start stimulation there as well. o which the woman starts groaning and I join in for the fun of it. Then I am about to do the deed, but wake up.

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“A swashbuckling tale of rubber sticks”

I am on a boat, or ship rather and from what I can understand it is a rather large one at that. I am walking around downstairs and keep provoking all the people that are gathered there. Apparently all the people are gathered because some important people are there and I give a rats arse about that.

The people there either fear me or respect me quite a bit, because I am allowed to do the stupidest things. First of all everyone is supposed to stand and look stupidly straight ahead, like in any military presentation.

I walk around and slap people in the face with this purple rubber (some sort of foam is more accurate) stick I have. It is one of those you often see by swimming pools that children use to play with. I even slap the captain around with it a bit (Kaomea?) and she seems really annoyed, but get ordered by some unknown entity to stand down.

At other points I hit people in the face with a morning star. They don't seem to be in a lot of pain though, which I find weird. I think I hit the captain again and she retaliates by trying to punch me in the face, but I block it by grabbing her hand in my left without even looking at her.

I always had this sense that I was somewhat powerful, yet smaller than the rest.
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“Breaking the bank”

Something about having to help my mum. I have finally gotten her on board that the financial institutions are what is wrong with the world today. She has taken quite a risk. Think my cousin is in this dream.
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“Worst train tracks ever!”

Ok so I am on this train. We are driving through open fields and marshlands. I keep looking down onto the tracks to see the where they go. Sometimes you can't even see them, which is somewhat upsetting for my sister. It is not that the tracks aren’t there it is just that these particular tracks never really gets used.

We are supposed to “go to the place we used to play” and it is My sister, brother-in-law and maybe someone else on the train.

As we are driving we drive across sections of the tracks where they have been elevated off the grounds. Not only that, but when we are driving towards some of the poles that are holding the tracs we see the tracks themselves fall down into place from an upright position.

At one point I look out to my left and I see a much larger lake than the one we used to play by and there are two people out rowing in something that looks like inflatable boats. They are racing.

When we get to the end of the tracks there are no station or anything the train just stops and we get out. My sister and brother-in-law are fairly lucky to get out on dry lands whereas I end up in water and much to my waste. There is a pole that may be supporting the tracks that I wrap my arms around and break, which my sister informs me about.

I turn around and start making my way up a hill that is very slippery and muddy.
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“Bike tricks and......”

I am on a bike on a camping grounds and I am experimenting with the handbrakes, realising I don't know which one is for what wheel. I end up slamming the front wheel brake a bit hard and I end up lifting the back wheel and spin 180 and take off on the bike again. I smirk to myself, thinking I am rather cool, have never tried anything like that before.

Notes: A lot of this dream is missing. I think it involves going backwards and forwards quite a bit and might even be connected with the train one.
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“Lightning”

Something about crystallising lightning or mastering it or similar.

Thebeastofold's Dream



At the Post Office and Master Key for sale?


only a fragment this time...


I walked into the post office andthere was a friend of mine sitting at a small table right insidethe PO entrance, and he sees me and syas, watch this! and he goes over to my box wayin the back and opens it! I was shocked, then he tells me he has the post masters master key..it opens any and every lock in this building and every post office in the country, and all related to locks...i spend the rest of this short fragment following him around while he opens and closes misc po boxes and other locks in the building, i jkeep trying to convince himto either borrow the ke for awhile, or outright buy it from him! he ignores me... woke up...

Kumara's Dreams

A mish-mash of fragments and in and out of lucidity...

Fragment 1: semi-lucid, frustrated because I couldn't seem to see anything. maybe a thin line in between my eyelids. I remember heavy eyelids and blackness, and trying to see.

Fragment 2: In a building, possibly my home (in the dream). The walls are painted a medium periwinkle blue, and there are rectangular objects on the wall (like transformer boxes) that are a lighter shade. The color has been done by my friend E, who is a professional color consultant IWL, and she is explaining to me how, "It's about the flow..."

Fragment 3 - Somewhat dissatisfying sexually stimulating fragment

Thank you for being in my dream

Dream 1 - I was lying on a couch, semi-lucid, semi-asleep. The couch reminds me of my grandparents' couch, and I see a figure in a blue dress sort of floating at the wall, coming closer. I wonder if it is my grandmother...I project my awareness and ask her if she is my grandmother, she maybe answers no and I can see that she is not. She seems sweet and benevolent. I nestle back into the couch to fall asleep (in the dream) as she moves behind me/the couch and past my head. I sleepily say to her, "Thank you for being in my dream."



A room full of women who seemed happy to see me
Dream 2 - I am on a bed and feel someone behind me, massaging my head with hands in my hair. I am lucid, not very clear though. I am on my hands and knees, crosswise on the bed...I look to my right, and see a black man with close-cropped hair and maybe facial hair in the mirror behind me. I purr.."Baby...", extract myself and move off of the bed into another room.

The room is full of women. I notice a teenage girl with long hair and braces sitting in a rocking chair and smiling at me, I'm thinking something about how ordinary they look, like regular, real people.

I'm kind of fuzzy-minded...I look behind me and there are several black women seated at a table all facing me. I struggle to do or say anything...finally I have the presence to ask one of the women, "What do you represent?"
She says, "Environmental interests."
I'm surprised, wondering what she means exactly, thinking maybe, of course, that she is some kind of lawyer representative. I ask the next woman, and she says something similar.
I notice the woman at the end to my left, and for some reason I say to her, teasing, "wow, you look like a badass. Like you are some kind of bad ass office manager or something!"
She has a strange look on her face, and it's kind of distorted, she moves her head back and it looks like she has a mustache drawn with a marker now. I notice on one hand that I'm making assumptions but I don't seem to be able to help what I'm saying.



I Can't Control the Dream Bus

Dream 3 - I'm standing outside of a bus. My mother and my sisters are flinging accusations at each other and are all angry and about to all walk away from each other. I think if I can just manage to intervene and use the active listening and peer-counseling techniques I've learned, maybe we can all get down to our real feelings and be vulnerable and forge some intimacy between us. I somehow convince us to all get on the bus, and I'm trying to clear everyone else off.

It's a "Houston Rockets" bus (idk)...everytime I think the bus is clear then more people pile on. They are all black. I'm frustrated with the bus driver who keeps letting all of these random people on.

I see my brother-in-law sitting across from me and he says in a snide tone, "I'm tired of hearing you be so angry." I get PISSED because I hardly even talk to my BIL (IWL) because he's one of those people that is always preaching or bitching about something and there's never an actual 2-way dialogue, so now I avoid him. I say or think, "ME??? You are tired of hearing ME be so angry?" I might have argued with him for a minute.

I say something to my sister about this while holding her hand and looking into her eyes, and about how I can't stand her husband and I'm not going to talk to him or have anything to do with him anymore. I don't remember her reaction.

(What stood out for me in this dream was the feeling of wanting to control the situation.)




My Favorite Drug and the Marvelous Mystery Ride to Nowhere

Dream 4 - I am in a cave/tunnel, seated on a roller-coaster ride sort of ride. There is someone like a carnival hawker talking up this Marvelous Mystery Ride. I am in the last car, sitting next to my friend HC from middle school. The hawker is handing out drugs. I have a big baggie full in my hand, and it is full of clear round discs (I think maybe like NZT in Limitless). I think, what the heck? This is just sugar? I'm handed another baggie, this one is full of clear pellets that look like small round crystals. I'm pretty sure these are all sugar, too. I take one out to pop in my mouth, anticipating a hard CRUNCH...nope...these are just sugar, too. What the heck?

I notice that the people on the ride seated in front of me are all facing sideways instead of to the front, and they are vomiting.
I reassure my friend that I will be ok, because I'm facing forward, and I'm in a different kind of car than they are, mine has cushy protection all along and above the sides, protecting our heads.

NoDaniel's Dream

(Non-Lucid, Fragments) Fell Asleep by 1:30AM Woke Up at 11PM
-I'm in a video game, a video game set in the 1920s. It felt like LA Noire. I was riding a back down a road into a tunnel in a 3rd person view. i was wearing blue suit pants and a white shirt. The bike had white rimmed wheels with red fenders. I parked the bike in front of a bar and walked in.

-I was in Roswell, New Mexico with my family. There was a junk yard that had some sort of reddish stone pyramid at the center. Looking around we saw a ufo-esque craft. We walked towards the pyramid and saw an alien with a gun. We tried telling it to put it down and we are peaceful. It didn't listen and shot us. We respawned in the Futurama Planet Express ship. Leela gave me a hand and helped me up into the ship saying, "How dare he shoot at us!"

-A continuation of the video game.... I was in the center of a small town where there were five routes surrounding it. My friend Jocelyn was on my back. I walked down one of the dirt roads for a few minutes. I got lost so I kept walking. We discovered a sort of trailer park, we knocked on one of the trailers. A boy with black hair answered the door. We asked if we could use his telephone. "Go away!" He yelled. We begged him and he kicked us out. So I cut his mother's car breaks. I threw Jocelyn in a tree so she would be safe. The mom started her car and the kid went in with her. ( I don't remember anything after that until...) We were teleported to a street much like the one i live in, with one main road and cul-de-sacs branching off on one side. We walked through a couple and barged into a yellow house. Inside was a friend of mine sitting criss-crossed on her bed while in her pajamas screaming, "GET OUT! GET OUT!D:" It started getting dark and I became frightened. Jocelyn said, "Have you figured out how to use the map?" I looked at a map and we ended up back in the center of the small town.

Evolventity's Dream

September 24, 2011

(Regular Dream, Fragments) Fell asleep by 1:30AM, woke up at 12PM.
-I'm in my backyard during mid day. On the other side of the fence, where a creek flows, there are huge blooms and foilage of blue hydrangeas. I wan't to pick some to begin rooted cuttings.

-I'm standing high on a structure trying to snip leaves from the mulberry tree in my backyard. I wanted to start rooted cuttings but was instead trying to pinch the tree. I was looking for it's proto leaves when I found some small black seeds. I grabbed the seeds and came down.

-A line of people are present. I think they're speaking out against homosexuals. The muscular Caucasian man at the end of the line is speaking. When looking at each other directly, he then appears in a blender. I blend his body down starting at his feet. The blender fills up as I reach the base of his neck. I pulse it a couple times. The blades go around his neck bone. I proceed a little too far, noticing some fragments of bone has been chipped off into the rest of my smoothie. The top of his head was nicked and dripped some blood. I stop blending. I take the pitcher to the sink and dump his head out. I use a spatula to take off the excess bone and blood, but I end up pouring the rest of the smoothie out anyway. What a waste.

MischiefManaged Dream

Dream 1

I’m at the cinema with my family. I don’t remember what we’re watching, but I’m not interested. The scene in the movie now is deserted, I then notice a small object on the background in the sky and can barely hear the sound that seems incredibly familiar. As the object is getting closer I can make out what it is…”TARDIS”, I yell and jump in my seat. I turn my head to the right and see David Tennant as The Doctor sitting next to my mom, looking at me and smiling.
I look back at the screen and see the big blue box now in full standing on the sand. The door opens and I see Matt Smith in some sort of travelers outfit. He is smoking.

My mom asks me what that thing is and I explain to her that this is a spaceship that can travel through space and time. She gasps and says that she needs one of these to get out of here.

Dream 2

I’m in the history class at the university. Professor is going through the list to check attendance. It’s really noisy in there, despite the fact nobody’s talking. He says one of the girls name and the stops reading the list after looking at her. She is wearing very revealing clothes and he makes a cold notice about it, saying that he doesn’t accept people dressed like that in his class. She says that this is her choice and he can’t stop her. They argue for some time and he ends up with a gun in his hands threatening her. She leaves.

After that I get up from my seat and go to the washroom then something else happens, but I can’t recall.