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    1. Blank-Slated Dreams

      by , 09-03-2011 at 06:49 PM
      IMPORTANT DATES:
      08/31/11 -- Started my Dream Journal!

      CURRENT GOALS:
      [ ] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me
      [ ] Attain Lucidity

      4th Entry:
      Date: 09/03/11
      Sleep Times: Approx. 12:30/1:00-9?. 9?-11:43(?).

      I can't remember for the life of me the memory I had just had before! I had recalled my dream from the second sleep-cycle, figured out the details in my head, repeated it so it would stick, but ONE PHONE CALL took it all away from me! This is very depressing for me, indeed. However, from what I do know it was a mockery of my daily life- it wasn't that exciting. I remember it taking place in my current house. However, past that I can't remember a single detail besides multiple scene-settings that could've given birth to it. HOWEVER, I have also gained the memory of a DIFFERENT dream from the FIRST sleep cycle that because of its content I see as more valuable. I woke up smelling lavender (I was suffereing a runny/congested nose last night and I was drinking lavender tea to feel better. Great home cure, btw. To fix those nasal symptoms, a strong-smelling herbal tea mixed with honey to keep a soothed throat, sugar for taste, and another strong smelling herb- for me personally, cinnamon, is an amazing tasting cure!) and this triggered a different dream memory for me. For those of you who read my DJ, you may recall my first posted entry (for those who don't read my DJ, see "LudoSiren's Adventure Time") which involved a man in a black suit. Let's call him Twisted!Colton. I remember waking up in a field wearing a white dress. I can, at this point, tell you the design and the feel of the dress in detail, essentially. As I do not want to take the time to draw, scan, and upload it, I will merely supply a google-searched pictue of it at the end of this entry. In the field, I could smell lavender and a few other herbs. The sky and everything were beautiful and I felt at peace. However, I looked up to see just beyond that Twisted!Colton was nearby. Above him, there seemed to be a darkening sky and a sort of sadness about him. I have come to realize now something about him- he has been creeping in every one of my dreams! I missed that he could've been my dream sign!! (If, albeit, this wasn't a false implanted memory.) I had the pleasure of seeing his beetle-juice like tongue, in the sense that it was very long and resembled a worm. Upon seeing his face, I got up and ran as fast as I could. I can't remember much interaction going on between us, but I remember him trying to act gentle and calm, regardless of a violent and insane nature and the way he was crawling on the ground and even on the sky like a man possessed. I fell, and remember him creeping up to me and looking in my eyes. I think he may have licked the side of my face, and I can't remember if he had succeeded, but tried to put something either in my hand of tuck it behind my ear.
      All I remember hearing is him say something trying to get me into submission. Thinking about it, it reminds me of the line from the movie Labyrinth, where at the end the Goblin King Jareth (played by David Bowie says to the heroine, Sarah, the following lines:
      "Everything that you wanted I have done. You asked that child be taken, I took him. You cowered before me and I was frightening. I have reordered time, I have turned the world upside down, and I have done it all for you! I am exhausted from living up to your expectations of me. Isn't that generous?...
      I ask for so little. Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want....
      Just fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave."

      I think it was something along the lines of a menancing, "Stay...." all I can hear clearly in my mind is him saying "Forever..." at one point. But I don't think the message was supposed to carry to waking life. As I recall the dream it seems to become fake in a way....But at the same time, I know it was real. The one picture that never gets touched by this sense is the picture of him standing in the field and him in my face. Is it a subconcious thought that maybe my subconcious feels I can't handle in waking life? I'm not sure. If anyone is better at dream understanding and the possible cross-link it carries with spiritual/paranormal/psychological matters that I feel it may undertone, PM me and I am more than willing to answer any questions.

      END ENTRY

      (PS: The promised dress-picture: Yep folks, it was almost an exact copy of the classic Marilyn Monroe dress. The only differences were that the skirt was a bit shorter- probably about a knee length (above or below, give or take), and it was more like a V-neck as it did better cover my cleavage.)