Mydera

Before I get started on my dreams, I'm doing something different so I figured I'd state what it is and what you can expect on the next week or possibly longer depending on my results I'm trying to learn DEILD, wich means instead of taking notes when I wake up between dreams, I'm just going back to sleep. So last night my dreams were all fairly interesting enough that I remembered them and took notes when I got up for the morning, none of them were lucid though (I'm struggling with the whole not opening my eyes thing ) In the future though, I don't foresee remembering any where near my usual without my notes. I gotta get past the feeling of disappointment I get when I can't remember at least 3 dreams too. But without anymore rambling, here they are!

Dream One: I'm watching a documentary about a fish. It looks like some sort of alien world, the water is a dark blueish black, not "clear blue" like in cleans ocean on earth, but not greenish brown like the oceans I've always been to, lol. In the dream documentary I learned that this particular fish hatches, and then it attaches it's self to the underside of certain other type of fish, then it would eat the bits that fly free when the other fish was eating.I watched videos of these two fish swiming (and they looked very odd, the host fish was very rounded and more like manatees than fish, but they were also definitely fish... maybe similar to Beluga whales only dark grey instead of white) and the parasite fish kind of reminded me of a white fish skeleton, only it's spiky parts weren't just bone, but flowey fin thingies. The documentary also said that they were having trouble in the north west islands because the host fish (I can't remember the fish names now ) up there had evolved with a mouth lower on it's body and when the parasite fish attached, it would block the host fish's mouth and the host fish would slowly starve to death unable to open it's mouth, then the parasite would move on to another host and kill it as well. Apparently the parasite could eat the food the host would try to catch by acting as the mouth so it didn't starve.

Dream Two(Fragment): I'm at a star wars convention. All I remember is being there with my mom, seeing clone troopers, and going into the bathroom.

Dream Three: I'm standing inside a big warehouse/convention style building. I'm waiting for someone, but he's not showing up. I know I'm waiting for him though, and I know he's going to be there (and I knew who in the dream, but it was one of those things that slipped my mind by the time I woke up for the morning) I grow tired of waiting, and decide to explore. I start to walk, and suddenly the floor becomes water, so I lay back and start floating. I see a wall at arms length from me, so I float towards it, and plant my feet on it, then walk on the wall letting my body float in the water rather than wasting energy swimming. (That would so only work in a ream, lol) Then I see a boat nearby, and I listen in on what's being said on the boat. There's a woman with pretty long black hair, and I think she reminds me of an Egyptian queen, she's wearing lots of gold and red and her boat looks similar to something you'd see in hieroglyphs. She says, "In this world I could just blink and report my goods where I want them but its so much more fun to play and pretend like I'm transporting them. " and in my mind, I understand this concept that I am not in the real world, and that I can do... special(?) things that I can't in the real world, but I just don't get that I am dreaming. And it's important to realize, I felt this way from the beginning of the dream, that logic didn't apply here, but rather than being a dream I just thought I had traveled to another world or something, lol. My senses also tell me the person I was waiting for is nearby though I can't see him, but since he's not coming to meet me like he's supposed to I feel abandoned for a moment, then decide to move on and explore so I can forget again. I look around me, and see these big rugs hanging from shelves on the wall above where I'm "walking" and I notice that they would be really pretty rugs, except the company that makes them has their logo on all the rugs, even bigger than the design. In some rugs, the logo is twice the size of the actual design. I wonder if people of this world like things that are "branded" like that fad where teenagers are wearing clothes with their favorite shirt brands names on them... it's not that the logos are nice (I find them very ugly!), I really think sometimes they just want everyone to know that they shop at those stores and should be viewed as somehow higher class or more important than those who shop at other places. Anyways, my opinion of those who would buy such a rug is the same, and I wonder if everyone in that world is so concerned with brands or if the manufacturers are overly concerned with advertising their brand that they miss the point of a rug... to be decorative! Then the floor becomes land again, and I step back onto it and wander over to some anime prints, but they look like fan made stuff, and some of them even look like foil prints. The dark haired girl is looking at the prints too, and talking to a girl with big long curly bleach blond hair. The curly girl seems to be the artist who drew the pictures. She's telling the dark haired girl to pick the prints she wants in exchange for something. The dark haired girl says they're all nice, but none of them are really her style.Then the curly haired girl tells her that she has something else she made for her, and takes her to the right. I follow out of curiosity, and we walk into a move "warehouse" looking area. There are three cardboard cars. The artist girl has been making a card prop for the boat girl's next costume. She goes on to say she's hand making this one herself and making her assistants work on the other ones because she wants to make sure THIS one is perfect for the dark haired girl. Then the dark haired girl says that she'll look at the pictures again. We walk back into the room with the pictures, and I see a rotating postcard display I walk over to it, and it has postcard sized pictures in it. I start to turn it, and my eyes land on one that is the characters of Hakuouki sitting on and around a cherry tree. The difference being the girl character has been replaces by a curly brownish blonde haired character. In the dream I think she looks a LOT like me when my hair was long, but after waking up I realize that being a drawing, it could have been meant to be the girl who drew it, curly haired girl! The whole thing makes me feel off emotionally, because it reminds me that I'm waiting for someone who didn't come. The artist girl notices me looking at the picture and she leans over to say something, then stops and makes a face like she's not sure if she should, then decides to tell me after all. She says, "I loved that game, but if you ask me, I felt sorry for Yukimaru (the female lead character) because I felt like the whole time she was just being taken advantage of." This comment makes me feel even worse, because In a way I wonder if I'm being taken advantage of the way I'm waiting for someone, and even though I can feel him nearby he's not showing up. It feels like I'm being strung along or something. I walk off quickly, as tears start welling up in my eyes, then I RUN back to where the rugs were and try to hide in them and some boxes to cry. But as I start crying I feel like the person I'm waiting for walks by on the other side of the rugs, stops for a moment, then hurries off. I feel even worse, and burst into another round of tears, then someone moves a box. It's some random warehouse worker, and he tells me I can't be here, so I get up and run away. I decide I'm going to go far, far away. I run into a little room that I somehow think is my dad's house. I call out to him, and some strange man comes down from the attic, but in the dream I know he's my "dad in this world" not my real dad. I tell him I'm going to leave and go "back to the desert" because I'm tired of waiting for someone who's not going to show. He tried to talk me out of it, telling me it's hot and that I need to think of my babies who won't like the heat. I tell him I'll be fine because we won't be walking we'll be riding in the car. He reminds me that my AC is broken, and I tell him it'll be fine, there's no humidity in the desert so it feels cooler than home even if it IS hotter. Then a mans voice is practically yelling in my head, "Please just wait for me. If you want to go to the desert I will take you, I have AC. Please wait just a bit longer everything is almost ready." I ignore it though, I don't even bother trying to tell him I'm going anyways. I just walk out the door, and I'm in a little playground with a dirt ground rather than mulch and such like modern playgrounds have. A few of my friends are there with their kids, and I suddenly notice one of my friend's husbands look like the dark haired lover guy from Uraboku (spelled?) and I reason that my friend must be his "Juliet's" reincarnation in this world (couldn't remember the names in the dreams as I've only seen like one or two episodes of that and it was a couple years ago, so we're going to use Shakespeare to draw an analogy here. lol). Then I feel a familiar presence, and feel arms around me, and I know that I'm not waiting anymore and all my anger and feelings of abandonment fade. I'm sure he'd never abandon me. I look over my shoulder and see long dark hair and eerily pales skin. I'm told something about how he was trying to get everything ready so... and then I woke up. Looking back on this dream from an awake POV, I'm pretty sure this was some sort of communication with the "spirit guide" I know as Vesta (not the goddess, lol) He usually takes the form of a black panther in dreams (sometimes Clifford the dog sized, lol) but he also has a human form that he takes that loosely resembles Johnny Depp is Sleepy Hollow The reason I'm sure this is him, is that often when I have dreams of him, I'm always aware that I can do things that I would normally not be able to do, and feel like I'm in "another world" but I never realize it's a DREAM world. Also the part where I hear his voice in my head, and the part where he's Getting something ready... those are big arrows


Dream Four: I'm watching a video of Animazement on a hand held video camera with my husband and kids. I notice a strange pyramid shape in the video, and insist that they rewind it so I can see it again because I think it's an important clue or symbol to something. When we rewind it, we can no longer see the pyramid, it's gone. Then we end up inside the video somehow, reliving being at Animazement. But the things that happen, aren't what really happened while we were there. There are men in gold masks spraying everyone who comes too close with strawberry yogurt. Then we're at the door of the con, and we can't get in because we didn't bring our badges. There are some artists set up outside though, so I talk to one about commissioning her to draw a picture of my daughter with some Pokemon for Christmas. Then My husband says we should leave and look for our badges. We start out the door, but then I feel like I need to go back, like there's someone important in there after all. I turn around and step back inside leaving my husband with the kids and scan the crowd really quickly. I don't see anything out of the ordinary. I lock eyes with some guy, but I don't recognize him so I keep scanning and ignore him. After a moment I realize that feeling is gone and maybe there's no one important here after all, and I walk back out to my husband. He glares at me all mad and says, "Well? Did you find your blond guy?" Then some girls erupt into laughter in front of us and I notice my daughter has pulled away from my husband who is too angry to notice and is walking through the girls crowd. I rush over and apologize for her stepping on them. They tell me she's so cute and that she came over and put her hands on her hips and said, "Move it!" I'm mortified, I did not teach my kids to be so rude!!! But they girls are laughing about how cute it is. I notice one of the girls looks like someone from the con who FB friended me that I never even spoke to! Then I wake up.

Dream Five: I've got one of those little dolls with the wires attached that you move and the computer translates into movement and animates ( http://gizmodo.com/5913553/over+dram...animation-easy ) and I'm playing with it because I think it's so cool. I'm makeing it do all kinds of dance moves, and eventually the perv in me comes out and I make it mime humping things just to see the animated character on the screen dance and hump things, lol. The animated character on the screen was a man in a trench coat with short blond hair.