Pembleton

This is my renewed attempt at a dream diary as part of a wider attempt to try lucid dreaming. During my last dream journal stage, around two years ago, I kept a detailed paper diary but became lax due to the time it took to write out all my dreams. I believe using an online one will really help me to keep up and hopefully recall my dreams better. I also hope to understand my dreams better with the help of this community.

Dream Date: Friday 16th August/Saturday the 17th

I find myself walking along a busy crowded street of a sort of stereotypical English market town. I feel relaxed and appear to be marching in some sort of parade. Suddenly I look ahead and see a group of men and women wearing wooly jumpers, some of whom are wearing masks, (in the style of IRA terrorists). One of the men takes out a gun and fires it somewhere, out of my line of vision.

People begin screaming and I reach inside my own everyday jacket pocket and take out a pistol slowly. It appears that the Prime Minister, a President or someone of high importance has been shot, although I don't see anyone who has been shot or is bleeding, and I was some sort of guard. I look around observing the chaos as people run around screaming. The group of men and women, who I assume are terrorists, have disappeared.

Suddenly I find myself walking along a gravel path. To my left a large, magnificent cathedral, to my right a small wooden hut. Beside me is some sort of tour guide pointing out things on the cathedral. He says to me, 'It's either there,' pointing to the cathedral, 'Or he burns and rots in hell,' pointing to the wooden hut.

My dream once again jumps. This time I am in a tall building in a large city overlooking a slightly run down structure of a building below. I jump, but suddenly find myself in the run down structure of the other building-as if I had jumped into it but blacked out the jump itself. The structure is crumbling and dusty, but there a few rows of computers and people working on them. I turn around to see a woman in a suit, probably a businesswoman, before I wake up.