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Well, I went to the concert in real life of this band I dream about a lot for some reason. I actually did stand outside for the soundcheck, like I dreamt, and my friends & I got to smoke a cigarette with them and chat with them a bit. Pretty cool. Nothing else came true though.

I dreamt after the concert that I was talking to the nicest one (he was so nice! the other guys weren't as nice) on Facebook chat, and he told me "well, it seems that you're becoming quite popular." Later on in the dream, I was with someone who was disguising themselves as my aunt who was trying to throw a bottle of drool she has collected from dead dogs onto me. I overcame her and sprayed her with the water hose. This is interesting because my childhood dogs who lived with her had recently passed away. I rarely have dreams with such symbolism.

Few nights ago, I dreamt that I was in the mall I dream about, playing a bass guitar and I got everyone singing along with me and cheering.

Last night, I had gotten arrested for smoking a joint. I was behind a bush, thinking I was hidden. I had to stay in jail for a week. This was a great opportunity to understand time in dreams, because I had lived through an entire day in this dream, and this rarely happens to me. It felt as long as an entire day. I ended up being able to hang out doing things and nobody made me stay in the jail. I went and got my nails done, which I never do, and the woman was completely confused and doing a terrible job.

Anyway, later on, I went to the store, and David Bowie had covered the band's song that I really like. I remember searching it on the internet on my cellphone to see if they had actually written the song, since artists used to do that a lot, play different versions of the same song. I don't even like David Bowie.

Interesting side note, I had two visions of fleeting images, and within four days, both of them appeared to me as scenes in two series I watch. One was slightly different, but the first one was nearly exactly the same. Very cool!

Also, I find it funny how the guy I dream about, when I met him, his personality was extremely similar. Very quiet and pensive. Total opposite of me. Lol.

I made a drawing about a month ago, of a man holding a guitar, sitting on a big blanket laid out on the grass under a big tree, blowing petals everywhere. It was titled Under The Great Tree. I had a dream about two nights after that of lying under this big beautiful tree, with cherry blossoms on it, and it was shining all around, while I was looking up. I thought, "it is real...". It was so peaceful and lovely.

A few nights ago, I dreamt that I was in our local store here. My town is quite small. I was going through the books and CDs and I found a book that had a recently popular band name on it. I opened the book, to reveal a picture of the lead singer, but the writing above it was talking about another singer that had been dead for a while. He looked exactly like the dead singer! It was very strange. I didn't have enough to pay for the book so I ended up stealing it. I walked outside to catch the bus, in real life I have a car, so that was also strange...
The scene outside didn't look like the store here, or anything here at all.

My friend T, I dreamt of him once before, where he took me in a corner and kissed me and I felt a very strong love feeling in my chest... we have exchanged maybe 10 words in person to each other!!! I know that he is a psychic too, and probably a lucid dreamer. I was hanging out at this big beautiful house with him, sitting on the floor, it felt like we had been talking for ages. It wasn't a light-hearted conversation but it wasn't entirely serious, either. I remember the feeling of him holding me, lying down with me on his stomach. He was really sweet. His girlfriend IRL came home in the dream and I got off of him just in time. She didn't suspect that we were cuddling at all. She is really crazy in real life and it was strange that she trusted me in the dream, I thought.

A really really vivid dream I had a few nights ago- I was with those two guys I dream about a lot, and I went to their show. I was holding my guitar and you could hear them playing sound check from where I was standing outside. Eventually, the show started. After the show, we ended up going to their hotel room and one of them had marijuana he was keeping in the fridge. He was smoking it with us and drinking with us. I wanted to steal his weed but I remember thinking that since he is so psychic he can read my motivations and intentions and he would have known, no matter how I tried to hide it. The other guy was really quiet, not his usual self, but we ended up having sex or something. The rest of it was pretty disturbing, but nothing really horrifying, so I'll leave the rest out. I feel like it was just a dream character this time and not actually him... the other guy was far more conscious and engaging, I really think it was him coming to me with the dream this time. I was not lucid, so what a strange dream.

I have a very faint memory of one of them rolling a cigarette and giving it to me. Felt like a premonition.
I dreamt of J for the first time in a very long time. I just remember his brown eyes, nothing else.

I had a waking vision the other day of a wooden dinner table type chair, up to the seat in water, facing north-west, out in a field... no idea what that means, maybe my "seat" of consciousness?

I wish that I could remember the rest of my dreams but I have been sleeping a lot lately and very deeply. I almost had a wild, but that feeling of drifting into blackness without my body freaks me out, and I kept trying to wake myself up, to just go to sleep normally. Sigh, hopefully it happens again.

Speaking of my premonition a few weeks ago, I did go and perform and the stage looked exactly as it did in my dream then. Cool!

I had a long, intense dream, but I only remember these parts.
I was in a car with someone I dislike very much, and he had a girl driving. She flipped the car taking a left turn, and the car rolled a couple times. I broke my right leg and cut it above the ankle, I went to the ER and I remember looking down at my ankle and seeing the gash. I think somebody died. I wouldn't ever be in a car with them again, and it was just a dream.
Then, I dreamed I was in a huge pool, like a water park... but everything was natural, made of wood, and there were trees and cliffs, like a jungle. You could jump off the trees into the water, and they were incredibly high up, it didn't seem like a big deal to anyone. We were all riding on inner tubes, and hanging onto each other. A girl turned to me and told me that "when I jumped off, I lost my backpack, and somebody stole it." then she laughed and said "Yea, like that would ever happen." I think she meant nobody stole anything from each other here. She was dark skinned, a very brown bronzed color. It was an interesting dream, I've never had a dream of such a location before.

I didn't post yesterday, I was busy and my dream wasn't too remarkable, so I forgot to update. Here is the dream:
My grandma had moved to another state, where I'm moving to soon, and she contacted me over the phone, she was with a friend of hers I never met. I couldn't find her, and had to call my grandpa to get her phone number from him. I remember writing it down, and calling her. I got really angry at her because she left without telling me and I felt mad that she would go there without me!!! I remember yelling at her over the phone because I was so hurt and upset. She's always been in my dreams my entire life, watching over me, helping me in ways I may not understand now. I think she was scoping out the place, seeing for herself that it was good for me.
In real life, she's been showing me in ways that she's about to pass on, she's ready to leave this earth. I told her that day in real life that I was going to move there soon, she was asking me where I'm going to after this, in a very lucid and strange way. She's been struggling with lucidity lately. I have a sense regarding death and her sisters around her age have been doing the same thing. I guess she is preparing me, because it'll be incredibly hard for me, I'll be completely on my own with nobody for the first time in my life. I've lived alone before, but I have very little family left, and they're all elderly, and when she leaves, I know they'll all leave together.

Before the dream: I smoked marijuana last night for the first time in months. I don't drink, or do drugs, because I'm a highly sensitive person, and my body takes in everything. I'm a vegan for the same reason, my body can't handle it, I absorb the energy from the meat- animals are in fear before they die, and I could tell when I ate meat. I smoke pot for the spiritual reasons of it, and it's remarkable (both good and bad) the effects it can have on a psychic, so I limit my use to every once in a while when I'm looking for something...
I had a productive night of playing guitar, and at the end of the night I curled up in bed with some records and my headphones. Recently, I've been feeling like my third eye has been opening completely. I've been getting pressure headaches and my head doesn't hurt often, so I knew deep down why it was happening.
Last night, while listening to the records, by candlelight and with my headphones on, I felt the deep existence of my soul. It hit me all at once, the certainty, that we are souls inhabiting bodies. It all made sense in an instant. I started to cry because it felt so beautiful and enlightening, and so true, with no ego or fear or defense. I felt my body melt into the music completely- I could hear every note like never before, every layer, like an ocean of music that I was swimming in. I felt my body dissolve into the center of my being- and I thought, this really is god, isn't it? The universe was made from sound, we are truly god expressing itself, through our beings, and music is one way, the closest way, to uniting with it on this level of our existence. We are souls and we forget, and it's our duty to get back to the center of us, forgetting our egos and all that it carries with it. And love, love is it, love is that feeling we must focus on. For ourselves, for others, and everything else will fall into place, once we get past any blocks not allowing us to love.

My dream was of J again, we were talking, and we were having a conversation for the first time in a dream of mine. I can't remember what he said, but I can see him in great detail, like it happened in reality. His strands of hair, his blushing, everything. It felt hazy and foggy again, it was a premonition. It didn't feel far away into the future, like my previous ones did. I had one once, a long time ago, a small snippet, of him drinking coffee and laughing. That was very hazy, but I knew it was a premonition, that wasn't to occur for a very long time, because of the haziness of it. I was having visions of him all night while I was stoned and awake. I get them and ride with them, and they're just of his face, as I would see it in first person. Now, they stir up incredible feelings in me, and it's frightening me how intense they are.

I just remembered- I did have a dream too. My best friend was there!!! I've NEVER had a dream with her in it, and she's also a psychic. Even stranger, out of the blue, for the first time in weeks, she contacted me today. We were hopping around, having fun, like we love to do together. We arrived at a room... There was a big hotel room, in the multiplex, and it had two king-sized beds and the sheets were taupe-colored silk. J was in there, inviting me in, very seductively. He said that he wanted to have a threesome, with my best friend and I, and he said he wouldn't make love to me unless we did. I figured this odd, so she said okay, and once I jumped on top of him, she left the room. She is truly a friend, lol. I remember kissing him, and feeling his weight beneath me. He was allowing all of it even though he said what he said earlier. I think that he was testing my trust and my faith in him, that he wouldn't betray me that way, and once he saw that I knew he was kidding and he was only trying to keep me away, he just accepted it and the premonition began.

My dream life and my abilities are getting more and more intense. I'm excited for whatever else is going to come. I hope that I have more answers soon.

Last night was a wonderful dream.
I went to the ocean, and I could see the whole scene as it would appear at a real beach. Somebody was playing Elvis on a portable stereo, and an older man was saying to me, "you're very happy!" and I told him, "well, yes, I haven't been to the ocean since I was a child!!" (this is true in my real life). Tons of people were around, lounging, tanning, having fun.
I was dancing like crazy to Elvis, having a great time, and I started to walk around the ocean shore. I could feel the water on my feet, it was beautiful, and warm, and I began to pick up seashells. A little crab got stuck to my leg, and I shook it off. The sun was beginning to set, and it was truly beautiful.
There's a gap between here and the next part I don't remember clearly. I somehow ended up at my first love's house- we aren't in touch anymore, but before we started to see each other, I would dream about him. After we lost touch, I still had some dreams about him, but he was always incredibly uncomfortable around me. He was also very psychic, and we had a lot of strange synchronicities with each other, but that isn't important now.
Anyway, I ended up at his house, and we were playing a video game. I was sitting right next to him, but his energy wasn't "his". I had the suspicion that it wasn't him, it was odd at this point because I felt like I was conscious enough to beat him at the video game, and I was asking, "Did I win?" and he told me, "You won" with a smile. This next part I did in order to freak whoever it was out, because the actual guy would've probably left. I remember thinking that. I leaned over, and took his hand, and took his middle finger and put it in my mouth seductively, and instantly, I saw a book in my mind's eye- It was of J, and he was sitting behind a snare drum in a photo- written on the snare drum, it said his first and last name, and below it, "To all my dear friends". I flipped the page, and it as a two-page photo of a band and him, from what looked like a fish photo lens.
And there he was, it was J, disguising himself as my friend. I now saw him as he truly was. I leaned in, and told him "I'm going to find you..." and he smiled, and said, "Yea?"
Then I woke up...

I remember seeing J early on in the dream. We talked, interacted, it was nice. I had gotten recognition for my music and had been invited to an awards ceremony. It was massive, tons of people. I remember really pissing everyone off, I have a huge chip on my shoulder about those kinds of things and I was being rude during my acceptance speech. I could see the entire stage, the people, the lights, it was like the oscars.
I was wearing a gown that looked like liquid gold. As I walked off, I was handed some papers. One of them was warning me that I'm going to die tonight because I offended a powerful individual sitting close to me.
That wasn't intentional, though, so I went and explained it after apologizing to the guy, who was very nice about it, and they told me that somebody could die in my place, and it will be one of my two guests. I had invited my grandmother and her sister, but when I was told that, I instantly changed them two the two people I dislike the most. In waking life, I know that this would be wrong, but dream me really had a point to drive home, I guess. These people were on the right of the stage as you walk up, the people who decided all of these things, and they looked very odd. Tiny, strange, and unsettling. They said, okay, we'll see. And I promptly woke up.

Last night felt like an intense dream, but I had slept too long and kept waking up so I only have bits and pieces so I didn't update til now. It felt like a vivid premonition, when I have them they are hard to hold onto if they aren't very close to happening, and this happens a lot. J was there, it felt like I was interacting with him in lots of ways, it was a very hazy and warm dream. I hope I can remember tonight's dream better tomorrow.

Last night, I can't remember most of the dream, oddly enough, which almost never happens, until this part. You know that show The Voice? If you're not from the US, it's a talent show where people go on, sing, and they get voted on/off or whatever....
It was like I was watching the show, from inside the TV, if this makes sense. I was hovering above the contestants, watching each of them sing... nobody took notice that there was a floating girl hanging out above them.
Then the stage lights became gradually brighter and brighter, and the crowd's applause became louder and louder, and a voice said "this is the loudest that they have ever cheered..." and the lights became a blinding white with the roaring applause.
And then there were J's eyes, covering the entire scene, looking at me. They were moving around like normal eyes, like he was taking my image into his mind, looking me over. His eyes were huge, if it were on a TV screen it would have taken up the entire screen. It showed his eyes and eyebrows, his skin was glowing and so were his eyes. His eyes were so beautiful, and strong, I could feel his energy through them. I woke up because I was so overwhelmed, it was like I had gotten an electrical shock.

I took about a 3 hour nap today. I had a dream where I was at my childhood home, and my grandma told me that the girls outside should be careful. I had no idea what she meant, but in a few minutes some girl scouts knocked at my door. They were selling cookies, so I bought some, and a few minutes a very tall, and I mean very, strange man came lumbering towards us. I asked him where he came from, and he said that he lived down the street. He had bad intent, I could feel it, so I tried to make him leave. He had his car in the driveway, and I was fighting him, basically. I destroyed his car too, and he finally left, but then I had to go to court about the car. I told them that he meant harm and explained the situation. I was asleep on my back, and awoke to something hissing and flying towards me to grab my hands in the physical world, which I very easily shook off and woke up. It was a LOUD hiss. It was a pretty small creature, though. Cool!!! I was finally aware during something trying to grab me to cause SP.

My quality of sleep last night was poor. I stayed up late and had had too much coffee that day so it was hard for me to fall asleep well. I didn't dream deeply enough to remember any of it well. I can remember some vivid feelings, but that's all. I guess it was insignificant then.

Hmmm, I didn't dream last night. I kept waking up because I'm supposed to be going somewhere with family today and I was afraid my alarm wouldn't go off. I didn't get into a deep enough sleep. I'll probably nap later.

Last night's dream was especially intense. I was with a bunch of Japanese kids, and we were going to see a samurai movie at the theater. The movie was alright, and I remember that I got lost in the theater because we had to see different movies for some reason. We all piled into the same car, and that was that. Before I woke up, I was fighting some evil being, and I remember destroying it upon waking up. I wish I had more to say this time, but the movie took up most of my dream.

Last night was a very intense dream. I almost went lucid without being aware of it. I heard whistling, and it startled me so I turned over. Bummer.
Edit: This part just came back to me-
In the beginning of the dream, I was hanging out with that guy from Talking Heads. (I seriously listened to them for the first time yesterday, of course I knew some of their songs but never thought much about them. I had a friend who loved them and by chance I ran into a song of theirs that really affected me, and I mean completely randomly. I was searching somewhere on a website and someone had linked a video of theirs. It had a great message). He had on glasses, and he was really kind, boyish, I felt very familiar with him like we knew each other from another time, another life. We were lightly kissing, and laughing, and talking, I kept playing with his hair. We were both lying on the ground happy that we found each other. He was very cute and sweet. It was really flirty and light-hearted, like I am with some of my close male friends, so it really felt like we were familiar with each-other. He said his name was David. (Edit: I used Google to find out the name of the actual guy, and it's also David... spooky). Eventually he had to go... I hope I get to see him again because I have questions this time.

Well, the first part was I was out with two people I don't recognize. One of them had a big truck, and was our form of transportation. We went out to eat, it had already been raining, and by the time that we got there, the weather man said a tornado was coming, so we decided that we had no time to get back to my house. In a few moments though, I realized my family would have to get everything into the tornado shelter without me, so I said we have to go. Dream me is exactly like awake me, it's always what actions I would take in real life. I have always found this interesting.
The guy driving the truck was drinking and driving, holding liquor in his hands, and I told him not to be an idiot and to let me drive. Like these types of people usually are, he argued and argued until I finally told him to go ahead and die and I got to my house by thinking myself there, leaving the other person behind as well. I can't usually do this, so I think it was because I was so angry and determined.
I was trying to turn on the TV at home, onto our local news station to check the weather, but the remote wouldn't work or let me. I kept trying to type in the digital channel, but when I finally did, it wasn't the right channel, and then it took me to a movie made about J.
I saw his name written in his handwriting as the title, but some other guy was playing him. Somehow, I entered the scene in the TV, and it took me to NYC.
Someone who resembled Danny Devito a lot (I have no clue! haha) was asking me questions about my guitar playing, how well I was progressing, and things like that. I told him I'm very good now, and I keep getting better, and elaborated on some things. He seemed satisfied with it, nodding and remembering what I was saying, like this was important for him to know. I thought this was strange, who was this guy and why did he care, but he was nice so I left it alone. I remember floating around to get into the apartment, and seeing lots of beautiful city lights.
I really wonder why I keep having dreams of J, and why I haven't spoken to him in a dream even once. I will probably figure it out soon enough.

I had an intense dream last night. The first part of the dream, I was on a ship. Someone was trying to explain something to me, that someone had drowned. J was out in the water with other people. People kept telling me, yes, he drowned, he couldn't hang onto the life preserver. I saw the picture in my head, he was in the water, with a round life preserver, and he definitely was hanging onto it and got pulled towards the ship. For some reason these people would NOT stop saying that he had drowned. It was beginning to make me really mad, because they obviously didn't know anything, I thought. I'm unsure why they kept saying that, but it filled me with doubts for a while before I realized that this is exactly what they wanted, so I ended the scene through my anger, watching the entire ship sink and everyone along with it while I was unaffected. Then I left.

I had a gig somewhere and my family wouldn't get out of bed to give me a ride, and it really pissed me off, so I went alone anyway. This happened recently in real life but under different circumstances. My amp was a suitcase, a big brown one that I opened for tips, and I had my electric guitar with me. Lots of people were there, but it was odd, everybody had a corner where they were doing their own little thing. There were other parts of this dream, but mostly me travelling around, trying to find a spot to hang out I think. Somehow, my performance turned into some people and I hanging out at an apartment.
A guy I really dislike, because he's a terrible drummer & egotistical jerk, was sitting next to me on a computer with a girl whose face I couldn't see because she never turned around. They were trying to play some online game together. He kept turning to hear me play guitar, I could see that it really affected him and moved him. I kept glaring at him. I remember sending him a lot of energy and thoughts along the lines of "you're truly a dumbass". A bunch of rastas were there, and kept talking to me. They had thick Jamaican accents, it was awesome. There were black lights around, too. Then Bob Marley showed up, I have no idea why, but he was there.
I was messing with my feet for some reason, I think trying to take off my boots and socks, and I've never seen my skin before in a dream... my skin was glowing rainbow shades. Bob kept staring at my feet in a puzzled way and being very obvious about it. Lots of the guys went into the back, and I wanted to get away from that dude I dislike, so I went and asked Bob if he had a rolling paper. He told me to come in, sit on his bed, which had white sheets and the lights were off except for black lights- and he started to kiss me. I didn't want any of it, and it didn't feel like it was actually him once I got this close, so I ended the dream.

I don't remember last night's dream very well. I don't think I had a dream. I slept very deeply and well, and I heard a song upon waking up. That's about it...