Last night was an astonishing night. Not just that I had 4 LDs, but that the quality of the dreams were leaps and bounds ahead of almost any other LD I've had, except some on galantamine. I did a few things differently this night: Bedtime: approx 1:30am. Final out of bed: about 1:50pm (yup you read that right), wife woke me up because we had an appointment. Some time awake before post-lucid dreams. Lucids occurred approx 8 am. + Moderate exercise a few hours before bed. + I got off the computer about an hour before bed. + I read about vipassana meditation ("Mindfulness In Plain English"), doing calming breathing while reading the book, before bed, including reading through some Universal Loving Friendliness recitations. + At bed time, instead of setting strong intention to recall dreams, get lucid, pay attention to the night, for a long time like I sometimes do, I took a different approach: I had a "conversation with my SC": I know that you [my SC] knows how to dream. I do not need to "spend effort" to "make myself dream." Dreaming will happen naturally. All I have to do is notice it when it happens in order to get lucid. I would really love to be lucid in my dreams tonight! Thank you for my dreaming experiences! Tonight, I would like to have beautiful dreams. Lovely landscapes full of beauty. [and maybe a request or two about romantic encounters , but mostly focusing on beauty]. Fun, beautiful, interesting dreams. Also, I work on falling asleep using sivason's mantra breathing. I tell myself "I am…." on every inhale, and "…dreaming…" on every exhale. I really really try to let go of all tension and totally relax along with this, because typically reciting mantras keeps me awake. So there was a strong current of both mental and physical relaxation involved. I fell asleep initially fairly quickly. I had 4 phases of dreaming: Early Pre-lucid Lucid Post-lucid I had longish wakings just before and after the Lucid period, but didn't get out of bed, I remained in bed and did recall. I went to sleep again using the mantra breathing "I am….", "dreaming." And "Remember, I am…", "…dreaming…" Early: I thought I had forgotten these entirely, but some just came back to me now as of this writing (in the evening). + outside building, trying to get in, I need my math books. MaEd (husband of CamEd, friend at work in college) brought them to me. There are also lots and lots of papers to read. I look through them and see words on the paper. Kind of blurry like a bad photocopy, but definitely visible. I think if you do all this reading you'll get a lot of extra credit. [Possibly day residue from watching "Modern Educayshun" video before bed]. There were more, but forgotten for now. Pre-lucid: + the road (walked too far, sit across from field up against a stone wall on sidewalk, dirty backpack, dirty (grass clippings) hat, brush it off, think people will consider me a hobo I'm so dirty. Crazy guy who works in the fields comes out, saying "HEY THAT'S MY SPOT" farmer in filed across the way says "yeah he always sits there to eat lunch." I don't get upset, I imagine sitting with him and having a conversation, [I think a result of Loving Friendliness recitations]. + the mural an artist is painting a mural on the wall. I think it is a rendition of human inner connective tissues, it is red and white, and it is lovely. Artist (woman?) runs her fingers along the lines of the paint, red paint in between white boundaries (or the other way around?), smoothing out the paint, making long curving lines. Then she is drawing artistic features at lightning speed. With a few strokes of her brush in a second, she can draw a full "heart", she draw several. Then at the end, she submerges herself in the pool of water beneath a decorated Christmas tree, I have a top-down view of her sinking down and the reflections of the lights on the tree sparkle on the water. + sports field, conversation There is a sort of party outside, young people are milling around. Someone was supposed to get the beer. There was a mixup? Someone had left it up to "the Mexican." Approaching a sports field. Some even happening there? I stand above it. There is a procession of beefy male football players down a narrow strip of field below me. One of then is really huge and fat. I think he's over 500 pounds. Man, how'd you like to play against a 500 pound opponent?! I walk around the corner and run along the other side. I make a running leap on to the long seat/couch on the lower side of the "field"/walkway. A girl up ahead to my right calls out "Seismic event!!" when I land. I say "hey!", I think it's rude of her to commend on my weight like that. I'm lying there and some people come up to me. Women in their 30's they seem like. Several come up and there are some conversations. Then MiSe (conductor, undergrad university orchestra) is there. He's wearing a knit cap that is pulled down just over his eyes which are slightly visible beneath the cap. His eyes seem red and kind of weird. I wonder if they're stuck to the hat. I want to boast to these women we're talking to about me playing in the university orchestra, but I don't say that. + DILD, LD#158 TOTM basic II (laugh in a DC's face) I walk into kitchen of childhood home [don't realize it yet]. It is dark/night. As soon as I step on to the floor I glide slowly across the room. This grabs my attention. I think the floor must have been recently oiled. I realize this is my childhood home's kitchen, I'm looking down at the floor and it seems a bit too large, missing some items, like things were taking away to clean the floor. The linoleum has random dots/drops on it for decoration. I'm just really liking this gliding: I take one step forwards and I glide all the way to the other side, slowly. How can this be happening? I step out of the kitchen into the living room Oh, I know: I'm dreaming! (nose pinch confirms). I'm very happy to be lucid. I think about narrating the dream but don't. I think of TOTM: laugh in a DCs face. My parents are right upstairs! I'll do the laugh one. Dream only slightly unstable at first, but solidifies. Go upstairs and down hallway to my parents' bedroom, the door is closed. Hey, I'll be able to see my mom! I open the door and say "Mom? Dad?" in a sort of little boy lost voice. Two people are in bed, they both sit bolt upright and look at me in surprise. Instead of mom and dad, through, there are two of my dads there. I think briefly this is because my mom passed away and I can't therefore see here. The duplicate dad disappears. My dad is sitting on his knees upright in the bed. I go right up in bed next to him, his face close to mine. He appears 20-30 years younger than he is now. I start laughing with a sort of high-pitched voice, looking into his eyes. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…" for about 10-15 seconds. He looks sad and a bit confused. Maybe says something once. When I stop laughing, he flops back down into bed on his face, exasperated. Satisfied I've done the ask, I leave and go downstairs. At some point approaching the dining room I lose visuals. It's like visuals are "stuck" at a scene in the upstairs hallway. I can still feel things in the location in the house where I know I am. I consider going back upstairs so that my location matches the stuck image in my mind as a way to unstick it. I go into the kitchen again and look at the floor and the visuals are back. I'm gliding across the room, and I notice that the pattern on the floor has changed: long lines now arranged in groups at right angles. I turn around and glide back towards the dining room and notice that there is also a new color suddenly on the linoleum [peach, pinkish?]. I go out the sliding glass door onto the deck. I notice with satisfaction that the view of the city lights below looks very accurate and stable. I see that up and to the right in the night sky [blocked by some trees], is the sun. There are black clouds covering the sky. The sun is shining a weird yellow light into the night sky. Sort of like an eclipse sun? I walk to the left on the deck to get a direct view of the sun. The trees are still sort of in the way. So I do a jump into the air and go up about 50 feet. The sun is amazing and multicolored. It is shining multicored light onto the houses in the area. Red, purple, blue bits of light, I gasp at the beauty. Spoiler for frequent sexual content for the rest of this dream: I land on the ground and am in a quiet suburban neighborhood of large houses at night. I remember a dream goal of sexually pleasing myself to see if I can climax in a dream without the challenge of waking from the sexual excitement from being with a female. I whip it out briefly, then I notice in the window of the house nearest me I see a man standing quickly jerking his big (ahem). His head is obscured by the top of the window. That must be the right house for me! I go and enter the house, and turn to the left. I see some females, definitely interested in them more than the guy, so I go to one and put her up on a chair and get a few quick BJ slurps from her. Then I'm positioning her for intercourse, and the problem arises that I have to use a female condom. I'm looking at this strange device and trying to figure out how the heck to use it. It's about the size of a typical brown paper lunch sack, maybe a bit narrower. It is partly made from brown paper and partly from see-through cellophane-like plastic. I'm just looking at this thing and wondering what to do. Should I just put it inside her? Then her female friend comes in and is holding a more appropriately sized thing looking much like the "female condom" I'm inspecting. My girl goes off to the bathroom to (put it in?). She returns and sits down a bit away from me, her face is now half-painted, like football fans do in stadiums. I look at her again and the color of the paint has changed and is harder to see. Then she is sitting right next to me again faced a bit away from me and I turn her head towards me and kiss her. She has thin lips and a small mouth and is wearing red lipstick. She tells me, "I know (your problem / your secret?)! You never went through puberty!" I deny this. Then she is facing me and we're getting ready again for sex. I start unbuttoning her blouse, and I'm really looking forward to this. I tell her, "I can't wait to eat your p***y!" She says "Mmm Hmm!" and then at the second button, the dream fades... DEILD, LD#159 Spoiler for pretty much all sexual, explicit language and situations, some nasty bodily discharge, I'm warning you!: I appear lying on my bed in my bedroom, there's a man sitting next to me. I get lucid right away. He is stroking a large erect (ahem). "I see you there, jerking it!" I tell him. I think he's some celebrity. I look at my own exposed member. There is some pus-y, cheese white stuff near the tip. WTF is that? Oh God I hope I didn't get VD from the girl I was just with in the other scene. I'm peeling back the skin and my whole thing basically is opened up kind of like a pod thing from Alien, it's really gross. The guy next to me says "ewww!" I pull out a string of disgusting discharge connected to some semen still coming out of the tip. I clearly need to go to the bathroom and wash my (ahem). I make a rude comment to the guy [censored]. I go to the hallway bathroom. I enter it, it is darkish but partially lit (by a night-light). I flip a light switch and nothing happens. ("Aha!" I think, so light switches *don't* work in my dreams!). I wash my thing. I then notice the man out in the hallway. I look again and he has a girl's body. I go out and he's a girl now. I tell the girl to "dry my (ahem) by sucking it". Which she does for a few seconds, and the dream fades. DEILD, LD#160: I'm back in the hallway bathroom, sitting on the floor. Spoiler for sexual encounter: There is naked girl on her hands and knees across my body. Her coloring is a bit odd, maybe like a cartoon character. I position her so that her butt is facing me, still on her hands and knees. I have a close up view of her (ahem) right near my face. I get up on my knees and begin to enter her doggy style. Thinking of stabilization, I look around and put my hand on to the hallway stair railing which is right there. I begin to enter her … and the dream fades. [Wake, recall, BTS mantra breathing] DILD, LD#161 Fish, task girl, restaurant I appear about 10-15 feet up from a fairly large expanse of water. It is grey and slightly dim. I'm sitting with fogelbise. He says he's burned out of fishing. I look down to the water and am astounded. There are *so many* fish visible in the fairly shallow and clear water. Big round ones, straight ones, over to the right some large shark-sized fish. They are slowly swimming about. I exclaim "man the fishing would be *great* here!" I'm looking at these fish and something strikes me and I do a nose pinch and I'm lucid again. I go down to the water level. I think of the TOTM basic I, ask a DC for a TOTM task. I look up to where I was sitting before but fogelbise is gone. There's nobody around. I wade out into the water and see a girl with her head (eyes?) just above the water line. I go up to her and take both her hands in both of my hands and lift her up out of the water. I ask her, "tell me a task!" She doesn't answer. "Tell me a task!" I say again. She mumbles something. I take her in to a building, there is a waiter there with paper cups and I want him to pour me some champagne to drink. I take the girl against a wall and put her on a table and ask again, "tell me a task!". She answers, "invest your cash register, freeze." I repeat it slowly to make sure I have it. "Invest your cash register, freeze?" I again repeat, "Invest your cash register, freeze?" She nods yes. I lean down and Spoiler for sexual encounter: lick her p***y a few times but don't want to get engaged for fear of waking . I move on deeper into this building and encounter an older man, 50's perhaps, a bit overweight, wearing a white uniform, like a chef, and he's asking me for the remote control. We go into the next room and I"m looking around, forgetting him, and he again says he needs the remote control. We're near a chef's kitchen shelf (where they put up the finished plates) and I decide to reach around some appliance and expect to feel a small device with my fingers. I do feel such a device, but then an anonymous hand from the other side of the shelf shoves forward a small grey remote control. I pick it up and give it to the chef guy. I think of apologizing for it being missing, but I sense that I'm the boss of this place so that would look weak. I walk with this chef guy out towards the entrance, and want to have more fun, so I ask him to take me to the champagne, then... … the dream fades. wake, recall, BTS Post-lucid: + appear in home, kitchen, a party's going on with guests over. fogelbise is sitting at the kitchen table in the dining nook, my wife is nearby in the kitchen. I want to indicate to him I had four lucid dreams just now, so I hold out my left hand with my thumb tucked in near his face slyly so no one else can see (I don't want to talk about the LDs where my wife could hear). fogelbise sort of shrugs not understanding and holds up about 8 fingers on two hands with a question on his face. I again indicate the four fingers to show I had 4 lucid dreams. There's a small boy (with an afro?) at the table also. + overlooking conference hall with military table different color, flags at each position , wife with me on upper level, computer, party, this is the place for action I say, she leaves angry, go get her?, go after she's still there by restaurant window, take sliced-in-half oranges from restaurant window, thers a cup there, we'll squeeze into a cup for fresh orange juice. + walk down street, big city, cross street, see son coming other way, want to cross to meet him, major gasoline lines being installed at this corner, overhead. Police block the crosswalk, I wait for green light and cross even through it may be blocked but nobody stops me. Spoiler for sexual content, bodily fluids: + in home with sons, hear S1 talking about his (sexual?) encounter with his girlfriend, it involves a pineapple, and his girlfriend walking in on his masturbating then giving him a pineapple to indicate her desire? Son S2 is really making fun of son S1 for this. I'm in a bedroom off to the side masturbating with some device. It's making a lot of squishing sounds. I sit up and some really loud sounds result, I call out "It's from my slippers!" (it was true. There is a towel stuck in the upper part of the door. I close the door for more privacy. I lie on the bed and start in again on my (ahem), and notice that I am now ejaculating [pretty much first dream noticing this]. I'm confused because I felt no orgasm. It's really coming out of me, not just a minor early dribble. Hmm, seems I've had a premature ejaculation? My son in the other room says "oh don't worry, happens to me sometimes" and I *am* worried that this indicates he's inappropriately sexually active.
Updated 12-06-2015 at 08:02 PM by 65364
I can't really remember anything, didn't sleep very well or for long. I did have an afternoon nap with a dream in I though, so yeah haha. Tonight will be better though . 5/12/15
wow Im back Dream: Three Friends Aw Yeah So I dreamed I was in this big building with three friends, which is more IRL friends than I've ever had at one time. And unlike most dreams where I'm, at best, just part of an impartial group, this time it was just these three original characters who really didn't have much in the way of defining characteristics, but were nevertheless chill friends of mine. It felt nice. Anyway, one of them, for whatever reason, became a robot assassin who couldn't control himself. So next thing you know, he wanted to kill me and another friend. But the last friend stepped in and proved himself to be a capable fighter, able to go toe-to-toe with assassin friend. This was especially impressive because robo-assassin friend could turn invisible and was armed with a fairly long sword, but nevertheless fighter friend did a good job of taking him on. So most of the dream was me and normal friend just kind of running around from place-to-place, either hiding and wondering if we were gonna die together, or checking in to see how the fight between robo-assassin friend and fighter friend was going. I don't know that one friend or the other ended up winning, but I do remember thinking that if this were a dream, it would be a prime opportunity for me to present myself to robo friend and see what getting stabbed with a sword felt like. Like, a really good opportunity. But I was loathe to actually try such a thing, mostly because I was pretty well convinced that if he stabbed me I would die, and if I died I'd be dead for good. So I didn't go for it. In retrospect I should've done a reality check and then tried to make myself invincible or something. That would've been cool.
Updated 12-09-2015 at 11:04 PM by 39676
I was staying in a chain hotel in Colorado. The hotel was surrounded by woods. I stayed for a few weeks and went outside each day to a place between two large trees. There was a religious statue of a man with his hands in the air. There was a human size doll with brown hair and a brown beard propped up against a tree. There was some snow that eventually melted. I had collected the things during my stay. In the woods there is a family of a man, woman, boy, and girl. The girl has prepared for the family some kind of brown alcoholic drink that is in large mason jars in a tub of water over a fire. The boy questions whether or not there is enough alcohol in it to get them drunk. The girl shrugs. I am in my car, a rental, and there is a fat woman in my car that I don't know and I don't know why she is in there but she reaches into the back seat and starts reading a paper. I am annoyed because I think she is reading my personal medical document so I take the paper and look at it. It's ok because it is just the stapled blue papers with the results of my research in the woods. There are several pages of blue paper with tables of chemical symbols and descriptions of different plant chemicals.
[Notes]: - About to try WBTB for the second time. I figured I'd try to document the dreams I'd had so far before diving back in - Goals for LD (if I have it): Talk to a DC, ask him/her for a good ToTM, maybe a joke! Try pushing my finger into my hand as well. [Fragment]: There's something about these buffalo chicken/fruit leather sandwiches. JS has something to do with it. There was something about eating it giving you your powers n' stuff. Something about these bloopy childish blue birds and JS that woke me up. [Natural awakening.] I'm going in.
Prelude: I'm subscribed to someone called Tom Scott on youtube who has made the type of videos that have literally saved my morale, my sanity, and my life. (Seriously, if you want a good laugh, search for "Tom Scott Citation Needed" on youtube. You won't be disappointed!) Also, Tom is a lovely person, great personality, great presenting skill, frankly someone I look up to. Now, Tom always wears the same kind of clothes in their videos: grey hoodie over a red shirt. This shirt will become important in the dream: I'm at boarding school again, like, living there again. At my current actual age. I'm in the TV corner, chilling with some random girl, and Tom. Tom is playing some video game, and the girl and I are watching. She's sitting between Tom and I. Tom's shirt changes colour every time I look away and back at them. The first time it happens it's khaki green. I comment on it, no reaction. It happens again a few times, so I comment again, and without warning Tom suddenly points a precision knife at my head, reaching all the way behind the girl between us. Who doesn't react whatsoever btw. "Do you know how close that is to my head, Tom!?" No reaction, but there's a warning look in Tom's eyes as the knife is retracted. It happens again, this time it's a lighter shade of green, with white cuffs at the sleeves. "That's a nice colour on you, though." Again with the knife and the look. I suddenly feel really bad and apologise softly, to which there is again no reaction. Then Tom gets up for a toilet break and leaves the room. I get up to get a glass of water (we're suddenly in my parents' living room) and vent to the girl about how bad I feel now. As I'm getting water, Tom joins me in the kitchen. Me: sorry. I'm so sorry. Tom: (now smiling) I think you got the lesson? Me: (embarrassed) ..Yeah. I'm undoing society's social training, slowly but surely. I'm sorry. Tom: *laughs and hugs me* -end- ..this was an incredibly vivid dream, and frankly I'm surprised that the changing shirt didn't make me lucid XD
Went to bed around 01:00, but I couldn't fall asleep until I believe 03:00. Woke up at 09:00 and started writing at 09:15. Fragments » I'm in a room with my ex girlfriend. It seems to be a living room. There's a low rectangular table. At one end there's a comfy chair and I think to the side of the table is a small couch. My ex girlfriend is chasing after me. We're going in circles around the table. Sometimes the direction reverses. I can't recall what the reason is. It's partially for laughs and partially because I don't wanna be close to her. At some point while making a few clockwise runs around the table I figure out a faster moving pattern, by pushing off the couch and chair. » It's dark and late. I'm outside, bicycling with one of my best friends to... not sure. The train station I believe. I can't recall why, but I make mention of the idea of buying a baguette and getting drunk. We're now in an AH [supermarket], which doubles as a bikeshop. The shop is quite dark and only the employee/owner is present. We've parked our 3 bicycles a bit to the back, in front of a cooling cell. I talk to the employee/owner and he tells us to park on a certain spot, which we do. » I think one of my friends found my new gloves and got excited about them and wore them himself. » I'm with a different ex girlfriend. She's telling me about how I hurt her in the past. She says that at one point I said she had whorelegs, because they were big and ugly. She tells me that I was right about them, but that it was mean. » I'm in a train. At some point I think I move to another section of the train. I recall there being people about. » I've got the small grey blender from my mom and put it up on a fridge that's almost my height. The blender doesn't look anything like I should. I think I take it with me to the kitchen counter to blend a banana.
Finally got 3 dreams in a night again ^_^ Dream 1 - Unpacked (02:42) We had just got back from a camping trip for class, some people hadn't bothered to unpack their things supposedly (the camp was 6 months long I think). I was one of the people who needed to unpack too but I took my bag and went out again. After a long period of time passed (another 18 months) everyone returned to the camp which then recommenced. I hadn't unpacked for 2 years now! We had a good deal going with the campus owners and we were allowed to stay there in these average rooms for free. I gathered with 3 others in a room with a couch, one was a blonde girl, another was a girl called Tooley, and the last was some random guy. It felt like when I knew Tooley was there I started.. bragging? I fibbed a bit with some of the details, but basically I was saying that I hadn't unpacked in 2 years (I had actually unpacked a little) and that I left as soon as the camp finished last time (it seemed brag-worthy in the dream). I think a couple of us are sitting on the couch now. The head of camp (since I don't actually see him) in my mind resembles an old balding guy with some white hair in white yogi looking clothing. There is some better accommodation available and we're going to be allowed to move in there, but then there's a change in the plan for some reason. We aren't allowed to use the good accommodation for some reason now, damn.. I remembered towards the end of the dream that the reason we had camp was similar to signing up for the hero registry in 'One Punch Man'. I think this was what gave some value to whatever it was I was boasting about, since it meant I was a strong hero? Dream 2 - Octopi (5ish) I'm fishing on a boat with a man who isn't my dad, but there's a certain father + son fishing thing going on. We're fishing/hunting for octopus. There are 2 types of octopus, 1 which has shells on its suckers and/or end of its tentacles, and the 1 which doesn't have any shells. The shell one is apparently really deadly so we only hunt the safe octopi. Something happened and we didn't notice we had caught a shell octopus in our last catch so we had to thoroughly check our current catch to make sure it didn't happen again. In a white container on the deck of the boat we're in the not-dad guy is lifting the octopi up one at a time with a wooden rod while I check them to make sure they're safe. We progress slowly because we don't want to get hurt by a shell octopus. Why am I checking them with my hands if my not-dad is lifting them with a wooden rod O_O. In the bucket there's about 4-5 of them and we finally make it to the last one. It's lifted up and I lift its tentacles up to check the suckers.. "Phew" it looks safe.. "SPLARGH" a sudden sucked explodes forth and a load of salt water gushes out, with something lashing out from the sucker. It hits my neck and hurts me so much that I wake up startled with a spasm in my neck from the shock. Dream 3 - Wnghigh (07:23) I don't clearly remember the scenery in this dream as it kind of felt like reading a story with a few mental images to support it. The setting is sort of a 'sword and magic' world, I'm in a class with my friend Fighter Wnghigh which confuses me a bit because I assumed he was a fighter based on his name... But he wasn't :/ I had the feeling that fighters in this world were quite rare and maybe had a a slight feeling of taboo about them, but they were considered necessary. Something happens and we have to escape but I'm a 'wing fighter' so I stay behind. This surprises my friend since I'd probably be a social outcast if people knew I was a fighter. His sister has a similar name since she comes from the say family. I see a winding forested road with a driveway leading towards a residence, there's a family name sign saying 'Wngh' outside. His sister has a sword and wants to join the fight. Both the friend and his sister look like warriors from 'Dynasty Warriors' which was part of the reason I thought my friend was a fighter.
Mild attempt before sleep *I am in a very tall building. The only way out is a ladder going down the building which I am very scared to climb down. One of my friends latter going down the building which I am very scared to climb town. One of my friends suggested I should take the elevator down the building. As I am walking to the elevator I notice that from me alone I caused the building to collapse. The building is now tipped over and my friends are under the rug, I quickly go to rescue him from under the rubble.
12.4.15 Last night had night off. Slept till 3am. Then was up and slept from 1pm-9:30pm. I talked to my subC while falling asleep, thanking for my dreams and asking for more. I got 3 very detailed dreams. 1. This was the first one so don't recall much. I just got to the top of some tall hill with bunch of other people. It's at night and we are sitting down to rest. I pick a spot near a low stone wall on the edge of the mountain. I see a garage door. The top part has small decorative "windows". They turn one by one and I see some very old carved heads of some missiles. By old I mean from 9th century or so. Red lights on some electronic panel underneath each missile is starting to blink and change as the missiles are charging, ready to be fired. I'm impressed, but not surprised. Also glad that it will help us defend that location. 2. I am by the shoreline. Not the ocean, but more like some cove with high rough, volcanic looking walls. There is a house in the corner. It looks like a vertical tube made out of glass. It has glass walls and ceilings. The owner had to make it this way, because not enough horizontal space, only vertical. He is showing me each story. One is a swimming pool. Another is an aquarium. One has a bedroom. 2-3 are just a pool with maybe a fountain in the middle. Everything is glass and water, so if you look down from your bedroom, you see all the pools and aqarium underneath. The sign on the house says it's on the market for 50 million. 3. I am in Iran. By myself. Walking on a beach, under some natural bridge in the sandstone. It's shady there and I realize that's why locals like that spot. Not too hot. But I want to collect some sea shells so I walk on. There is lots of women in black burquas and bare feet. I don't see any seashell there. I know that place gets lots of foot traffic so they were proly already all picked up. I decide to pull out my camera and take pictures of everything. I'm kinda worried if they will catch me and delete all my pictures. Maybe I should put a new memory card in, so if they do, I don't lose all previous pictures. I look at the camera and it has a sticker on the objective. As I look through the view finder, I see the view blocked off, but there is still a small ring on the edges of it and I think it would be interesting to be taking pictures like that. I see something in the water that's not an ocean. It's more like a small river heading for the ocean just a few yards away. The thing looks like much brighter water that is tropical blue while rest of the water is dark. I aim my camera to take a picture. Now I am on some kind of a boat. As I come closer, I see that the thing in the water is a body of a man turning with the currents. His arms are tied in front of him with dark blue cloth. As the boat continues, there is bodies everywhere. I count at least 20. All have hands tied and I realize they were executed by the government. People on the shore are spitting at them. I'm waiting for a loogie to land on me too, but they have a good aim. Going on a open top cart. Some girls on it I think will be unfriendly to me, but one of them tells me I should have some kind of a tour guide book with me, so the police will believe me that's why I'm there. I see they all have a few books and leaflets in front of them. One girl gives me one of her books and I start looking at it when a female police officer comes to us. I know how strict police in Iran can be and I expect to be interrogated, but as I say good morning to her in english, she just lets us drive by. It's also important that we have someone who can translate from english for them, so I agreed I will do that for the group. The female police officer turns to us and shouts something to one of the girls. Something about her name Anna-Marie, if it is in the dokuments as well. Change of scenery and now I'm at some historic site. Inside of something like a cave that was unearthed. Bunch of stone artifacts are on display tables. Curators or guides are there to show us. We can touch the artifacts. Most common are some small shiny, brown and black pebbles. Mostly elongated pieces, smaller than one inch. I'm finding them on the tables, floors... I'm going in some hallway. On the left are jail cells with metal bars and no doors. It's suppose to be a museum, but I think they have prisoners there. I get to one cell and I collect some of those stones from the floor. They are suppose to be important and help with something. As we get back, I'm looking at more stones on the exhibit tables. There is a box of broken crystal. One visitor takes 2 pieces and puts them together. They fit. Then he adds 2 more fragments and now the crystal ball is complete. It's not see through and not round. More of a square and carved like crystal bowls or similar. I look inside and there are people walking around in there and having a life. I look deeper and it's like a whole universe in there. after mrpriority mentioned in chat that he never been anything but human, I rememebered another dream: [17:19] <@gab> I morphed into an animal last night [17:19] <@gab> first time ever [17:19] <@gab> ginsan will be proud [17:19] <@gab> proud pappa [17:20] <@Mismagius^^> Oh nice! [17:20] <@gab> bald eagle [17:20] <@Mismagius^^> Oooh, good choice [17:20] <@gab> was cool [17:20] <@Mismagius^^> You fly? [17:21] <@gab> yeah, we were talking with ginsan the other night [17:21] <@gab> and he mentioned he loves birds [17:21] <@gab> especially predators, and showed me some videos of bald eagles [17:21] <@gab> I guess I wasn't watching alone [17:21] <@gab> yeah I flew [17:21] <@Mismagius^^> Awesome~ [17:22] <@gab> I remember leaning forward and my arms morphing into wings [17:23] <@gab> and this wasn't even lucid, or I don't think it was, but I was thinking that I should try morphing, picked a bald eagle and after I thought I gotta tell ginsan
Updated 12-06-2015 at 02:29 AM by 50242
1.) I was coloring a map of a continent. I remember coloring the land red and the water blue. I began to highlight a river that flowed straight down through the center of the continent. There were two guys next to me now and one of them reminded me a lot of Kelso from that 70's show. The one who reminded me of Kelso comically shouted "That river ends up in Jumanji!" I then looked at the map but the river had moved and was now exiting on the west side of the continent in what the map called Zimbabwe. 2.) I was in a very large house, the ceilings were many times higher than a normal one would be. I was with my mother, she walked to a door that was in the room we were standing in. When she opened the door a huge horse ran through it and past me. I remember trying to avoid being kicked by it as it ran past.
A nice mix of dreams tonight. 4/12/2015 Dream 1: I was with a group of school friends and family at the cinema, watching a dodgy, old style James Bond movie. I remember there being some strange romance and intrigue. Dream 2: I was graduating from high school, having a nice fancy dinner with everyone. I remember going to school on the morning of that last day, heading into a classroom with all the other year twelves, everyone acting really nervously. For some reason I think the talk in the room went to some dota tournament. Anyway we all packed up our stuff from our lockers, although most people had to come back the day after to get everything. On the next day, my whole family were catching a tram to the school to pick up all this last stuff and say goodbye, however my younger brother had the uniform on from another school, saying that the day before had been first day at that new school. Dream 3: I was watching the Biggest Loser with my dad and there was some serious fighting between the contestants. They had had a makeover and someone surprisingly had lost a lot of weight to kick some strong competitor out. After that there was furore about the elimination, breaking apart families and stuff like that. Dream 4: Peter Garrett and a famous actress (may have been Angelina Jolie, not sure) met at some fancy awards ceremony and they hit it right off. I think George Clooney was also involved in this love triangle. Dream 5: Some sort of medieval fight, I was instructing two recruits on how to fight properly, use their shields etc. Fragment.
I'm on a school outing with my sister and some friends, we're going around a city. Everyone get out of a big building through a gigantic doorway that goes into a grassland just before the city. The building is on a cliff, and it's a steep staircase to the path, then a long walk to the city. I decide that jumping will be faster, and lauch myself over the edge. I feel my body changing, getting longer, snake-like. My hands grow talon, as my feets. Another pair of talon-like limbs grow between my hand and my feet, and I'm flying. My body coil in mid-air, lauching me highter in the sky. I can see my friends walking on the path, in the afternoon sun. My shadow is long and changing as I keep coiling and incoiling in the sky. I land next to them when we reach the city, and I'm back in my human body. We walk around the city, it's nice but very busy, and I feel oppressed by the crowd. I change again and use my talons to climb up a building and lauch myself into the sky again. The group finally go to a covered allyway, and I hae to land again to reunite. I find my sister and we go inside a shop full of curiosity, selling foods and trinkets. We pop open a bag of fuzzy sweet powder and snack on it while visiting. We go to the firt floor and find the other here, making stuff out og crafting supplies. I pull out some balsa and a soldering iron and start making paws shapes on the balsa. A older asian man sit next to me. I ask him why he is retiring, and he tells me I'm the first to notice, and I'm a "clever girl" I'm pretty upset over him leaving, but he have to. I hand one of the balsa bit with paw shope to a frend and get out to fly again. The friend uses the balsa to call me, and I graps her between my middle talons, but her weight makes me lose my balance and I can't fly anymore. I keep us moving by climbing buldings and jumping between them, frustrated. Full body transformation are weird.
Updated 01-06-2016 at 04:44 PM by 88858
Took some Hup-A + ginkgo biloba at bedtime. Ugh. Terrible sleep, never again. Up for a few hours, drowsy, back to bed and made it to sleep. Some strange short dreams. + outside some dance/yoga studio/dressing room? Trying to figure out if I can go in. Women to the left, men to the right? I go in and there are women to the right as well. There's a shower and there's a line. I go stand by the shower against the wall while the (aerobics?) class is still going on. I'm slightly moving to the music, leaning up against the wall with SoTc (girl). I notice in the shower a hot naked woman, with dark large nipples/areolas. I look again and she's covered up with a tight one-piece bodysuit but is still in the shower and her nipples are still visible through the cloth. At one point ST and I "bump" arms together on purpose, kind of like a high-5. + outdoors, I'm on someone's balcony. I look in to their house. It is a very large, rich, sumptuous house, and everything inside seems to be colored blue: floor, walls, furniture, a medium to medium dark shade of blue. On the patio outside there are strange ground "tiles" which are like cross sections of pipe that are set on edge round edge up, but are cut so that there are sharp protrusions pointing up. I think that would be a bad place to fall down, you'd definitely get hurt there. I think hey why not go in to their house and look around? My sister comes up and looks and also wants to go exploring. + there is some scary witch old lady, a girl manages to escape, while I'm left with her, she comes up and screeches in my face, (I push her back?) and run away. I make it out to a room/balcony and think that the entire garden has been made as a trap: you think you can get away, but once you get down there there is no way out. I'm trapped. The witch comes in and slowly moves towards me from the other side of a long large dining table. I jump/escape down to another hallway? Outside on the street, my wife is asking me about something about a church. I go up some stairs and am standing at an altar, and old woman walks up and pulls off her skirt and then takes off her top (but she's still dressed underneath) and submerges herself into a baptism font. + (f) I see a close up of a guy's face (from the witch's?). He is taking off sunglasses because he's cool. Then I see that he has a second set of eyes, right below his "normal" set of eyes. Ah, that's why he wears the sunglasses all the time.
I went to bed around midnight. I shortly woke up around 5:00 and finally around 8:45. I'm starting this DJ at 9:10. I think it was the terrorist dream or the vega cow poop dream in which I was highly aware at some points. Terrorist attack I'm in the cinema where I used to work. I'm either in theatre number 9 or 10. There's just a small group of people there and I'm not sure we're actually watching a movie or if there is some discussion going on. The only thing I can recall with certainty is my classmate Tan being there. Star Wars is also on my mind, so maybe it had something to do with that. Now it feels like I'm working here again. I'm walking just in front of theatre 9. On the other side is theatre 14. I go over and open the door to have a peek. In reality it should open to a small corridor that leads to the seats, but right now it leads immediately to the last row. I assume the light to be disturbing for the person(s) on the last row, so I apologise and close the door again. I overhear some guys talking about shooting up the place. They go into theatre 14. Instead of warning someone, I first go into theatre 14 to check it out myself. I'm at the end of the corridor, at the top of the stairs which go down to all the rows of seats. Someone on the back row starts shooting. I immediately (and poorly) fall to the ground, pretending to have been hit. I hope they'll buy it and that they won't shoot me some more just to be safe. I hear someone talking about that the first round of bullets are just very tiny ones to open up some holes in your body. For the second round they'll use bigger bullets, which will tear through the small openings and actually kill you. I think I make a run for it. I'm on the 2nd floor now (theatre 14 is on the 3rd), running towards the corner where the elevator is, but also a personnel only area. I hesitate while running and head for the elevator, as the doors are already open and I can see Chantal [old colleague] standing. I shout out to her and join her. I'm on the ground level in the personnel only area. I'm standing there with the manager Ed and my classmate Kristen. I'm panicked and I try to tell what's happening. I keep it down to the very essence. I believe Ed sends the guards to duke it out. In this area and in this time frame a lot of things happen and I'm not sure about the right order: - I try to recollect my thoughts. I'll need to report to the police later about what I saw exactly. Fuck, I can't even recall a single detail of the attackers. I didn't see shit. I consider filming myself right now with my iPhone to get all the details straight. I know that the human memory isn't all that reliable. - I panick and I start sobbing. I'm not even aware of Ed and Kristen anymore. I'm on my hands and feet and I've assumed a position of total defeat. I can't believe that the terrorists have finally struck here. So many people must be dying. Though the description is short, I feel like I spend a lot of time feeling like this. - Ed opens the door from this hallway to the main area of the ground level. I don't recall there being any people about. Furniture wise it's nearly completely empty. There's a big metallic looking plate or something alike standing there and from the left side from one of the upper floors a lot of bullets are fired at it. You can see the travel path of the bullets and you can also see some of them ricochet of the plate. I tell Ed to close the door, in case one of the bullets ricochets this way. He closes the door. There's another opening through which we're able to have a peek. I carefully do so at least once. - I don't remember where he got it from, but Ed now has a thick and old looking book. He also has a seat , which is just big enough to sit on and just a few centimetres high. I'm calling it a seat because that is its purpose, but it's more like a cardboard box. I'm on the ground, looking through Ed's book. It seems like it's filled with biographies of people. I think I might've seen some drawings of characters from the book I'm reading in there. Ed wants Kristen to sit on the seat in a Seiza position [karate]. I don't recall him explaining what he wants to accomplish, but I think this was some kind of ritual to fill the book up more about today's events. Kristen refuses, telling him that she can't do it because of a bad knee. She says so in a slightly agitated way. I tell Ed I'll do it. Kristen asks me how I intend to do it with my messed up knee. There's just no way. I attempt to assume the position. Some people run by from behind me. One of them brushes my lower leg or steps on it really lightly. I show a sign of pain and Kristen says something along the lines of: see, you can't do it, it's already hurting. I tell her that it was because someone stepped on me. - I'm just outside of the cinema, at the side entrance. I did something on a ramp there, though I don't recall what. Though this definitely wasn't a pleasant dream, it was interesting due to the emotions which I felt so strongly. The bullet lines into the metal frame were also very vivid. Vega cow poop I'm on my bicycle in the city I study in. It's daytime and I'm cycling from the city centre towards my neighbourhood. At some point the infrastructure for the bicycle becomes quite crappy. There's no more bicycle lane, so at points I'm just driving on the car road. I keep cycling and am sometimes a bit confused by the road layout. Eventually I take a left towards my house. I notice that I'm on the roof of a house and that I need to jump down. Fuck it, I'll do that. I jump off like a BMX-er would, without a problem. I continue a bit, but then stop for a moment because I know there was a guy cycling behind me. I think I instruct him on what to do. I make it to the front garden of a house (my house?). I'm wearing skates. To stop myself from rolling past the house, I go about in a tiny circle, spinning twice along my own axis. One of my best friends just arrived as well, I think by car. We enter the house. I need some help getting in, cause I'm a bit clumsy on skates. It's been a while, considering my knee. The interior is like that of my ex girlfriend's house, though with furniture in different locations. We walk from the hallway into the living room. Another friend's mom is laying on the couch. His dad is standing. I either sit down on the ground or I fall into that position. I look at my feet and see that I'm wearing skates which I have managed to attach directly to my beat up Reebok shoes. I can remove the skates without taking off my shoes. My friend's mom mentions something about being sick for the 3rd time already, due to eating some vega cow... poop? Yuck Small model corner It's daytime and I'm at the physical therapist, though the setting looks entirely different from reality. I'm also not participating in this dream, just observing. There are 3 girls who seem to know each other in the 'small model corner', or something along that lines. It's a corner with exercises for girls who want to exercise but who want to stay petite instead of becoming muscular. I think they're standing next to a bar with weights on it. My physical therapist shows them how to do an exercise for your arms, which involves pulling on a pulley system. After that he's suddenly outside in his car and he's gonna drive off. One of the interns, a guy with red hair, is still inside. One of the girls comes up to him to ask him something about her file. He tells her he can't do anything about it. The moment he starts the program on his tablet, her file is loaded because it recognises that it's about her. She asks if the physical therapist that just left can do anything about it. The intern says he's not sure. The girl says optimistically something along the lines of: so there's a chance? Fragments » I think I may have dreamt something about my mom, though I can't recall anything. The idea is just stuck in my mind that I did. » There was a dream that had something to do with me being highly educated, but I can't recall a thing. » I'm with my two little cousins. I tell the girl that she should always kiss her brother on the cheek. It's inappropriate to kiss him on the mouth. She asks me why. She caught me by surprise. I don't know why. That's just the way it is. » I'm standing in my kitchen with my classmate Erwin [I have no clue what his name is. At some point I just decided that he looks like an Erwin ]. He asks me if I have any Vicks candy's. He tells me he has a sore throat. I have a bag in the kitchen, but I'm a bit reluctant to share. I don't want my entire bag to be empty when I finally want to have a Vicks. I end up sharing with him.
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