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    26 August - 9 dreams (1 lucid)

    by , 08-26-2010 at 11:51 AM (692 Views)
    NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


    23:30 GMT - Sleep

    Friends visiting and kid gets hurt
    Iím in a home I feel itís mine but only has some similarities to my real home. Iím at the balcony, that in reality is on a 3rd floor but in the dream it looks like 1st floor and has direct access by stairs to the street. In front, instead of other buildings there is a huge landscape with green hills and sparse houses. At distance I see a group of friends, but i can only recall who was one of them (H.E.). They see me and we wave at each other. They decide to come to visit me. We express lots of joy when we meet, but then they surprise me by saying theyíve been there before when I was not present. I ask ďreally?Ē and they say ďSure, and A.G. even stayed behind. Didnít you see him inside the house?Ē I was embarrassed thinking that he might have been hiding and saw me undress and talking to myself. But then they say they are just kidding and I say it wasnít funny.
    Later at dawn thereís a big fuss going on under my balcony, on the street. I go look and apparently some kid had an accident while playing and is losing a lot of blood Ė it seems he cut or lost his ear, but Iím not sure. An ambulance is already coming and lots of people are taking care of him, so I decide to close the window and go inside. But I think my action didnít please my neighbours and I hear them saying nasty things, like I donít care if the kid is ok or not.


    Cat possessed by a spirit
    The next day I receive a visit from my dad, my two uncles and one aunt. They are on the kitchen that connects directly to the living room. It then that I realise this house is actually much more like the beach house of a friend of mine. On the living room I find my black cat but with him are two other cats and the most striking is that one of these cats which is also black, heís a bit old and has some injuries, namely one ear missing (what a coincidence Ė a cat-dream-reincarnation of the kid of the dream-night before).
    When the visitors leave, then something surreal happens. In the living room I find this demon or spirit which I can only sense but not really see. He is cloud-like and when in contact with it I feel itís intentions. I just have time to grab a plastic bag and close it very tight (cool, catching spirits with a bag, reminds me of Ghostbusters). As if it was some insect, I decide to take it outside and then close all my windows so it wonít come inside again (silly). But when I arrive at my second balcony on the back of the house, thereís an helicopter landing on it and with all this commotion going on, I realise I left the spirit out of the bag.
    I run the house looking for it and I find my cat, possessed by the spirit! He looks demonic and ready to cause some damages. But with love and patience I approach the cat and I think I calm him down (donít remember more.)


    Brussels on a hurry
    I was in Brussels, inside a taxi and upset that this time I had no time at all to enjoy it. I was passing an avenue and saw the theatre/opera which strangely looked more like Berlin than Brussels, but ok. I was thinking of some invitation from friends who were going to see a play and I couldnít go because I was on my way to the airport, already leaving. Even the hotel where I stayed was amazing and I had no time to stop and simply enjoy it. I was sad and a bit frustrated. [I am actually going there next month, so weíll see if itís just work and no enjoyment or not.]


    2:00 GMT Ė 1st waking

    Undefined
    As soon as I move to write it down, it fades. I vaguely remember looking at some charts with hollow olive-green circles and something about magic.

    4:00 GMT Ė 2nd waking

    Talking about gurus and peeing myself
    I met my high school girl friends, with whom I donít speak for so long. Thereís a huge distance (emotionally speaking) separating us and they are talking with each other, excluding me from the conversation. Until I hear them talking about their spiritual journeys and realise that L. is very interested in my guru, although she has no clue he is my guru. I tell her and this breaks the ice. She wants to know more. We hang around a bit and then head to a toilet - I go to the toilet every night, probably because I really go to the toilet every night in RL. The toilet seat is very high and when sitting there I pee all over the place because I canít sit straight on this thing Ė itís embarrassing! A cleaning lady comes at the right time and I tell her it was not my fault. She is aware of the toilet problem and even helps me, showing me a shower where I can clean myself. Then I finally leave the toilet with my friends, but itís not easy because meanwhile a huge crowd of ladies is going in and out of it. (What a stupid dream...)

    War (again)
    Iím with my friend R. (from the previous group of girl friends) in a trench. She is dressed in military uniform from WWII with one of those metal helmets on her head. Behind us is a tank shooting at some wall in front of us. My friend is getting to adventurous and gets out of the trench heading to this wall. Not only she is danger because of the enemies, but she is on the way of our own bombs. I see she has some idea but I have no clue what could be. I see the bombs exploding closer and closer to her I also get out of the trench and move towards her to get her back in a safe place when one bomb falls right by her side and we are projected in the air. Magically none of us get seriously hurt and then I hear some off-voice commentating that in reality this wouldnít be possible and explaining all the physics behind it to prove his point. (I felt I was inside a war documentary.)

    Reptilians
    I was with my parents at the airport. I had just arrived from somewhere (probably Brussels, from that other dream before). We were sitting on a cafeteria, talking, and I had this itch in my eye that was getting worst and worst. I looked on some mirrored surface what was going on and I had this awful irritation. After a while my iris was all black and I had this internal jelly-like extra lid - like cats have. I thought it looked like I had reptilian eyes, but I didnít say anything, because my father would not understand or would think Iím crazy. But he left the table for a while and I told my mother what was on my mind. She then told me she had had the same exact problem a few days before and it occurred to her the same exact idea. No way! Then we were discussing that maybe we are reptilians without knowing and about if that would even be possible. I mean, this would prove that they arenít all evil heartless cold blooded creatures, but that they are actually normal people or that many of us are actually unknowing reptilian-human hybrids!

    Two dreams intertwined, soup kitchen and a stalker
    Iím still with my parents at the airport but nobody is coming to serve at the cafeteria. My father comes back and tells us that we must go to a desk on the opposite side from where we were to get the food. It happens that this was in fact a soup kitchen for the poor. Then I had two dreams overlapping and I was two characters at the same time, with different stories Ė my own RL and some DC.
    So I was on the queue to get the food when some girl putting potatoes on the plate found strange that I was there and asked me if I was really poor. I said I wasnít starving but that I was a single working mom and my baby was staying with his grandma and that we had food but we also needed to save money for other expenses with the baby and I had in fact got stamps from the social services to eat there. Although none of this is true in my real life, I wasnít truly lying. I could actually see the baby in my mind and know that he existed in my life and the story was real. But at the same time I had doubts Ė didnít I just arrived by plane from somewhere? Wasnít I here with my parents? The girl believed me and went back to get even more potatoes.
    Then I notice a guy leaving the queue and exiting the place. He tries to do it unnoticed but I have a glimpse of him and I recognise him as this guy that stalked me for some time (in RL). He knows me (the real me) and I got scared that he knows Iím not poor 8the me thatís not poor, I mean) and he probably is feeling upset to hear my dream me telling this story that for him isnít true. I imagine that he is waiting me outside somewhere to hurt me. Or maybe he knows my new address and is there lurking, waiting my arrival. I feel worried and try to get company to go home with me.



    5:40 GMT Ė 4th waking

    Lucid in the city and Goldberg machine!
    Iím walking in a city, it looks like Lisbon, but could be anywhere. I pass in front of a grocery store and they have those supermarket freezers with no doors on the sidewalk. I think ďwhat a waste of energyĒ and stop to look at the leafy green vegetables and salad dressings they have on it. Then for some reason I become lucid. Oh well, what am I going to do?, maybe fly. I fly around the city, really trying to shock the DC, but as usual, they donít find it strange that Iím flying and I get bored. Letís try something Iíve never done before: fireballs in my hands. I make a wish, I visualise, I do my best, but nothing comes out, just a bit of smoke. I feel frustrated and try harder. This time a new set of fingers grow in the palm of my hand, imitating a flame, which is very funny and original but clearly not what I had in mind. I shake it away and they are gone. Before I lose lucidity I decide to fly a bit more, this time to above the city, to see the world from up there as Iíve done before. Unfortunately this night Iím not managing to fly much higher than the city buildings and taller trees. Luckily on top of a tree I find a wooden platform and discover a whole circuit between the trees and city buildings, made of platforms, suspended bridges, ropes and lianas and I decide to follow it. Not only it might be amusing, but I wonder if by doing it it will help me loose these fears of doing it in RL. At some point it even get dangerous, because I have to cross some place with high-voltage wires just hanging on ropes Ė I start to forget that itís just a dream and feel a bit fear. Then I end up in front of this amazing 3-storey high box-like construction and wonder what it is. I figure out it is some kind of Goldberg machine and equate if I go inside it or not, when some chair falls down and the whole thing starts to fall apart Ė jets of water, hanging objects falling, etc. Three guys, laughing their asses off and all wet, come out of it. They were inside it and had lost the game. It was a team game: they had to solve some kind of puzzle, but as they go on, they start running out of options and one wrong movement can start the machine, ending the game. Apparently they were there for hours, thinking about the next move, when one made the wrong move, collapsing it. All of a sudden, puzzles and chess games look so dťmodť. Then I can't keep the dream on and I wake up.

    6:55 GMT Ė Wake up

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    Updated 08-31-2010 at 06:44 PM by 34880

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    Comments

    1. richux's Avatar
      so u wanna say that you are having like 10 dreams per night? nice, lmfao...
    2. Mayatara's Avatar
      Yep, it started maybe two weeks ago. Before that, I could only recall 2 or 3, but the count started to climb and is now around 10. But it's subjective. Sometimes they seem to be different scenes of the same dream, so I end up feeling that maybe I'm cheating the count... I don't know. And should I count the ones I only have a vague felling about or fragments?
    3. richux's Avatar
      Yes, I think you should. Also, I have a question, do you wake up after every REM period and then write down your dream or you wake up in morning and remember all 10 dreams at the same time? Because, I always thought it's impossible for me to remember dream which was in middle of night. I always remember only the dreams that occured in last REM.
    4. Mayatara's Avatar
      Yes, I wake up after the REMs - that's why I write down the hours and indicate "1st, 2nd and 3rd waking periods", to signal that I woke up there in the middle. I don't think I would recall all of them with so much detail in the morning. It takes a lot of waking up and writing down in the dark But it's worh it!
    5. Mayatara's Avatar
      Just one more thing, I don't turn on the alarm clock during the night. I don't use it at all!
      I simply started waking up naturally and more often during the night and remembering the dreams. We all have several wake-ups during the night, but very light or just to go to the toilet, but this clearly is effect of programming my mind to recall and register the dreams. I never before woke up so many times or did I ever even think about writting the dreams down - I would just turn to the other side and fall asleep again. But I'm now so determined to recall my dreams, that I spontaneously wake up after the REM phases.
    6. richux's Avatar
      @up

      yep, you can also program your subconscious mind to wake you up at exact time, for example, 6:30AM. It's very easy, just tell yourself few times that u will wake up at XX:XX before going to bed and you will be amazed how precise your subconscious mind is