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Ahh, it sure has been a while, hasn't it? Welcome back, my friends, to Snowy's magnificent dream journal! After DV's recent... troubles, I have been inspired to start using this feature more. But anyway, here's my dream from last night!

So I found myself alone on a snowy plain, with rolling hills blanketed in white for as far as I could see. This was nice, as I love the snow (I'm not called Snowy for nothing!). Off in the distance was a mountain range, with sharp mountains and jagged peaks. I became lucid completely by accident, which I'd have to admit was pretty cool. The first thing that came to my mind was something along the lines of, "snow again, huh?", as most of my dreams lately have featured snow in some way or another, but those are tales for another time.

I began to walk around the wintery expanse, becoming increasingly aware of how cold it was. Eventually, the temperature became intolerable, and I made myself a nice fur jacket out of some nearby air. Here I almost lost lucidity and woke up, but I managed to overcome the feeling.

I wandered the plains for what felt like hours, and it was great. By far the longest lucid I've ever had! One would think that I'd lose some of my skills during my hiatus, but I guess not! How lucky of me. Eventually, I decided to let loose and have some fun. I melted the snow around my feet, and discovered that I was standing on what seemed like a frozen ocean, with ice and stationary fish extending downward for a terrifyingly long time. What I thought were hills earlier were actually frozen bulges and waves on the ocean's surface, and I began to feel an overwhelming fear of my surroundings. The fear overtook me (I have no idea where it came from), and I woke up.

Quite a good night, if I may say so myself!

Things seem to merge together. I know I've been sleeping a lot....like around 10 hours a day lot. I'm pretty sure most of it has been due to a combination of REM rebound, and blood loss. Anyways, here's what I remember.

Everything I fuzzy....super fuzzy. I'm not sure if I'm still just hallucinating or actually in the dream. I try to get up, but my body is so heavy. Everything resets, and I'm back in my bed. NREM? maybe.....I look down over my bed, and I see a black pair of shorts on the ground. I use TK to move them, but it's so fucked up looking. As my shorts slide across the floor, they skip frames of animation. There a monitor sitting on my chair....I decided to look at it.....nothing but porn.


Classic SP....complete blackness...can't move and that's it....I break out of it, and notice my heart rate speeds up. I go to sleep again, knowing it's going to hit me. Same thing....but I see a television turn on. Strange, because I don't watch TV that much. I feel something holding me back....I shake it.

(total unrelated)
I'm in bed with a woman, but my eyes are closed. I'm still feeling the effects of SP...I don't know if this is the dream or something else. She's laying right next to me...long flowing hair....like down to her feet. Fuck it....I grabbed her hand, and out fingers interlaced, and she grabbed my throat, and I woke up.

So I'm at this war torn area that has been over run by zombies, and there are several factions there that are fighting....mainly for their lives, but each other too.

Random Civilians: it's their city, and they plan on defending it
A group of secret security: I'm pretty sure they're related to what caused the outbreak in the first place.
Random mercenaries: They're trying to help out the remaining civilians and get a little target practice. I think I may be with these guys.

I'm walking down a road in the middle of this huge city, debris is cluttered everywhere and it looks like something out of the end of a transformers movie minus the robots. I see one guy wearing Vietnam era cammy's and it has all this writing over it. He's talking to himself, about things that's been going on. We started talking, and he said he only wanted to find out the truth behind what happened there. We came across some important documents, and took them to one of his hiding spots. There were weapons laying on bed, and it actually reminded me a little bit like a room in my grandmothers house. Anyways, the guy starts reading and he says the project started when they decided to build 45 houses underground. It's not really safe here, so the guy tells me to grab some weapons and roll out. I grabbed a shot gun, and some sort of submachine gun and draped it across my back. I was so disappointed that this guy didn't have any katana laying around....they don't run out of bullets.

But there's no time to dwell on that. One of the secret security people rushed in the room. He was wearing a black motorcycle helmet and all black leather. He shot at me twice and I dodged both times, kicked him in the shins and shot him in the face. Apparently I was dreaming in pg, because he died, but there wasn't any gory damage done. We got separated and I got infect some way. I met up with A, and someone else. They didn't want to kill me, but I told them they would half to. A was talking about finding a cure or some crap, and I slapped her in the face as hard as I could and said "just get it out of the way". She still didn't want to. We were at the city limits of town, and supposedly it had some sort of invisible force field around it, but I was able to pass through.....

Meanwhile in a total unrelated dream

I'm talking on the phone to Kaomea, and we're talking about what should we do when we met up. I think we were bouncing ideas off of each other, but we didn't come up with anything set in stone. All of a sudden I asked "what if things got sexual?"..."cause you know, I get like that sometimes". She told me she didn't mind. I didn't mind either, but I didn't want to make it a goal, nor did I want to get her upset about something that could have just randomly happened out of force of habit (can't even count how many "plan B moments" I've had).

Something happens here....because we're in the same car, and I don't know who's driving, but we're both in the back seat.

I want to say it's a white girl driving, but again.....I can't really picture it that much anymore. We're having one of those general "get to know you" conversations at this point, and she asks me about music. There's rap music playing at the moment, and I told her I could give her an example of what I like. I pulled out my cellphone and opened Pandora. I played an instrumental song that had rap influences, but the beat was more complex. My phones speakers were filling up the car like it was connected to the sound system. I stopped it.....waited. Played it again, and I got the same results.

Couldn't get on here earlier to fill out entry but wanted to post about my dreams last night..
At one point I was fighting an old friend of mine but not on my own, there was another friend of ours involved too & it was 2 on 1, me and another guy verses this old friend of mine. This is appropriate because we haven't been great friends recently and also this other guy actually did have a fight with him a few weeks back which I just heard about.
The next part of the dream involved me being at the old house I grew up in (a common dream sign of mine) and there were a group of people there including my Dad & Gordan Ramsey, a famous British chef! We were all eating fish and chips and I remember taking out everyone's plates afterwards & putting the leftovers in the fridge. Can't remember much else but thought I'd record what I could here

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #31: The Edge of Venice

I’m in line at a cafeteria salad bar, waiting behind a middle-aged lady. The salad bar is utilitarian, old, and no-frills, like something you’d find in a high school lunchroom. I suddenly notice that my noise-canceling headphones are draped over the top of the salad bar. “Great!” I think. “I’ve been looking for those.”

The lady in front of me grabs the headphones off of the salad bar. They turn into salad tongs and she begins using them to pile lettuce onto her plate. “Hey!” I complain. “Those are my headphones! You're gonna ruin them!” The lady just looks at me. I get a sense of how ridiculous this is and realize that I’m dreaming.

The lady continues to stare at me and I head for the cafeteria's exit door. It’s a bright, clear day and now that I'm outside, I see that the restaurant sits on the shores of a lake. The lake is dotted with rowboats and stretches away toward a mountain range. I pause to look at the rowboats and see that most of them are manned by little DC families of four, two parents and two kids.

I rise into the air and turn to the left, ready to explore. There's a huge cloud bank that rests against the mountains and extends almost all the way to the ground. The cloud is strange, and I realize that a) it’s pink and b) it appears to be much more solid and substantial than a typical cloud. After looking at it for a moment I realize that it’s actually a gigantic, super-detailed loofah.

I try to circle around the loofah but for some reason turning feels difficult. I sort of feel like I should be turning but nothing’s really happening. I don’t make a big deal out of it and fly around on the left side of the loofah. Up ahead I see a Venice-like city of canals. Gondola operators mill about on the docks as I drift by, relaxing in the sun and managing their boats. One of these DCs looks up at me as I fly overhead, raising one hand to shield his eyes from the sun.

I see buildings and a whole network of canals ahead of me and begin flying toward them, eager to explore this Dream Venice. Unfortuantely, I awaken abruptly. The dream was really vivid at this point so the awakening was an unpleasant surprise.

I had a dream that I cut my own hair and a bunch of people watched. There was more to it but I don't remember.

So after about a month or so, I decide to add another entry...

This one isn't that long but was the weirdest one I've had in a few weeks... I was in some sort of colosseum, and there was a large amount of people in it but I was almost at the top, and nowhere near the seats. And I was coming to the edge when I realized I was casting a large shadow over the colosseum. It was just a normal shadow, except that it had angel wings. Apparently I had angel wings, but I couldn't feel them at all. Then I just remember running away from the edge into some sort of dark room... Like my wings weren't supposed to be seen.

I rate this dream 4/5 awesome dances.

[Monday, November 19th, 2012]
(Plenty of dreams, but I don't remember most of them. I finally decided to jump up and record the last one for once.)

The last thing I remember- I'm in Bashas with a bunch of other kids from school. I decide to go steal something while no one is looking since I'm hungry. I go to the Pharmacy section but notice kids surrounding the area. I instead turn around and head for the deli section. People are here too. I hear someone ask, "Do you prefer raw raspberries or blueberries? ... Raspberries." And then Cassidy Solpher asks, "Does anyone want to try some of my home cooked meal? It's fully cooked but I can't eat any yet." I then started eating a warm pasta off a shelf, there was beef, alfredo sauce, big long noodles, and mushrooms.

<I woke up.>

I was at a seafood festival of some kind where people were cooking various fried and other kinds of foods. The person making prawns at this one booth had to leave for some reason, and I took over his position. I made a number of these seemingly half steamed half fried prawns cooked on some sort of water grill with 3 pen-skewers. Occasionally the water would boil over, and the last time this happened the pens broke into pieces and they went down the drain with the prawns. They all went down into the drain on the floor (the inside of the booth was like a giant sink) and I was only able to save the caps, although they soon were lost too. I then received a card from my mother attached to one of 4 fried foods which I could choose, I chose the croquette and noticed a card from the Massachusetts College of ????? ????? (possibly good hope). We were going to go to the college although my mother didn't want to, and the last thing to happen before waking up was my brother driving out of the parking lot in front of the festival.

Was playing some sort of adventure FPS game. It was a bit bugged because some creatures didn't move at all, while some were a bit too strong and could one shot me. I ventured forth and had to run from most of them because they were huge (about giant sized). I saw one of those hands from the zelda series that grab you and throw you back to the beginning of the world. I tried killing it but it just wouldn't die so i ran past it. I then find the entrance to the place where i need to be. I seemed to be in some sort of wasteland, that's all i recognised.

Just woke from a pretty spectacular dream where I was hanging out with some unidentified friend in somewhere that seemed like it was the country Wales where I once lived. He had long dark hair like a guy I once knew out there, and he seemed to guild me through this dream.
We moved from place to place in the dream. At one point we entered into what seemed like a cave on a cliff side over looking the sea and there was a mini island visible from there with different kinds of buildings & lots of lush greenery on it. I remember asking people there if it was Porthcawl, a seaside town in Wales I once visited but they laughed and said it was somewhere else. It was a beautiful view and I remember wanting to photograph it but as I took out my camera the view became more obscured by other people in the cave and seemed to fade. This part of the dream was quite lucid like I consciously wanted to photograph this view I could see as it was so amazing.
Suddenly my focus went from the view to within the cave and there was a part of it where water was dripping down in like a fine rain as you get in caves sometimes where water is soaking through the rocks. Water is one of my common dream signs so no surprise it's appeared there. There were some rusty bars stopping us from falling through a hole at the back of the cave wall. I went to grab one & someone warned me not to touch them as they were loose then someone else tried to climb them and they started breaking away.
The dream changed then to me being sat on a public bench somewhere trying to roll a massive joint but I kept having to stop and start to avoid being caught, weed is yet another common dream sign of mine!
I remember feeling like I was smoking this big joint with the long haired guy. We were by a front garden of a house with some other lads and one guy was upset his pregnant girlfriend was cheating on him & I was passing this massive coned spliff around!

First entry, not exactly sure how I should start it off.

A few nights ago, I was able to recall 4 dreams and explain each of them to my boyfriend when I woke up and started a Skype call. Normally, I'm left confused when I wake up because of how vivid my dreams are. I am often left scrambling to the surface, especially if I'm trapped in a nightmare. I can never tell the difference between a dream and reality.

With that being said, however, because my boyfriend is so into dreams (lucid, wild, and just about anything to do with dreams really), I've started to notice things in my dreams that would normally make me think "I'm just dreaming". The stupid part about this though, I'm 90% of the time not even in control of my body, it's like I'm running on autopilot or I'm in a video game or something.

Anyhow, a few nights ago I had a strange dream where I went back in time (I'm not sure how many years, but my neighbors weren't there anymore so I'm assuming more than 10 years ago), which made my surrounding world appear in black and white. In most of my dreams, I'm being chased by something, and in this particular case it was a man with a really messed up face. Trying to recall the dream now is hard, because I didn't really care to hold tightly to the details, but the interesting part was going into the little "Sam's Market" about a half mile from my house. When I walked in, color was retained again and for some odd reason it was more like a 7-11, not like how the actual layout of the store really is. I wandered up and down the isles, picking up a twinkie and then putting it back.

I can't remember much after that, to be honest.

I honestly think the only reason I had a lucid dream (about a month ago) in the first place, was because I was talking about it RIGHT before I went to sleep, I was playing unblock me (which ironically helps me ease into sleep) and I had been waking up every hour (pretty sure I have insomnia of some sort).

I guess I just have to do reality checks every hour for a week until I can try and become lucid in my dreams. I don't really fancy being chased around all the time.

Alright, this is my first Dream Journal entry.
I've always been interested in doing Lucid Dreaming, but for some reason I've never really sat myself down and said I was going to do it.
This is super rough, but hopefully this'll help me get on the path to properly LD.

I could tell i was really really excited to get to sleep by the sheer fact that it did take me a little longer than normal to fall asleep.
I had the mantra going through my mind as I was drifting: The next time I dream I will realise I am dreaming.
I said this over and over, and from what I can recall, it was the last thing I thought about as I fell asleep.

The night was rather interesting. I distinctly remember series of dreams. Multiple ones in fact...not just one long one that I woke up to.
I remember having one individual dream, followed by a short interval of me shifting positions to something more comfortable, and then going
on to a new dream, slightly related to the previous series, but not wholly the same.

Throughout these series of dreams, however, it was not like I could move from my bed. I was conscious of the fact that I was dreaming though.
Doing quick Reality checks like counting the number of fingers on my hand and pinching my leg. Both of which did change whilst I was dreaming: I had six fingers
when I was asleep and could not register the pain that normally accompanies pinching. Despite me being aware that I was dreaming, it was as if
I was seeing my dreams in first person view, in a body that was not completely my own. I did not feel as if I had control over what the body was doing, rather I
was just along for the ride. I did, however, seem to be able to choose what events were around me during my dream. It did feel like I was making a conscious
decision in directing the story line of the dream as it progressed through the night.

Now on to the series of dreams: they all had some theme in common...namely I sort of followed something straight out of a Final Fantasy game. There was always a party of
characters, and I was in the body of one of them, the newbie as it were. There was a sort of mentor dream character, but I was unable to tell who it was or have any of my senses aware of what he sounded or felt like, only that he was gently guiding my character through the tasks they all had to accomplish. That's it. My series of dreams were each like a different quest that I had to go through.

The first of these quests is rather fuzzy as a whole. I do remember something about a room full of bulls and rams, and that we needed to use them to get used to a concept of controlling something. This is all rather strange, as I was born and raised in a city, and my only real "contact" with these two types of animals has been through my newspaper, as I was born on the Cusp of Power between Aries and Taurus.

The following series were much clearer on the fact that I knew what was going on. I grew more aware of the fact that I was dreaming, as my reality checks showed I clearly wasn't awake, but at the same time I'm not entirely sure what I was doing while I was dreaming. Through the series of dreams after that bull and ram episode, I was essentially guided by the mentor dream character and the rest of our "party" to fulfil quests. Now, being all Final Fantasy like, I have the feeling that those quests that I did should have been something to do with fighting monsters or something. But that's just it, from what I can vaguely recall, it didn't seem all that violent. More like, the quests were a sort of trip to help me grasp the concept of being aware that I was in a dream.

Before I officially started trying to LD (aka last night), I had always been very good about realising that I was in a dream. Throughout the dream I would always somehow know that I was in a dream, but I was not able to control the body I was in and was just along for the ride. This is essentially what happened last night. There was no speaking involved. There were no extraordinary senses going on. Just awareness that I was in a sort of party, being guided through the night in different series of dreams that were not directly related to each other, but were at the same time.

There was one particular dream of this series, the last one I can vaguely remember, so I assume it was the last one I had before I awoke, in which I tried to escape the room where the entire night of dreaming had taken place. During the dreams prior to this, it was like I was in my bedroom, but it seemed much larger in the dream, and things went on all around me, but I was only aware of one concept at a time. Anyway, during this last dream, I remember making a conscious effort to fly. Not so much fly, but get out of the room. There was a distinct sensation I had that was rather short lived, during which I felt like I was successful, but I was flying above my bedroom - still in my bedroom, or this room I've been dreaming in, but just hovering above it. It was a very interesting feeling. It felt like that feeling of falling you get sometimes during the night that wakes you up, but this time it didn't wake me up. One moment I was in the dream space I had spent the night in, and the next moment I was above it. Not particularly aware of exactly what was going on under me, but aware that I was above it and that it was different. It sounds rather silly, writing it out now, but hey, dreams are quite wacky and our senses are as fanciful and fantastic as they are whilst we're awake anyway, right?

That feeling of being above my dream space was short lived, as I then woke up like I did between each distinct dream of my series. During this interim, I would be aware that I was awake and no longer dreaming. I would shuffle about for a little while and then fall back asleep to the mantra I had said before I first fell asleep. When I awoke for the last time, I actually felt quite rested. This is surprising as normally I'm a bit groggy in the morning, even though I've had the week off this past week and have slept in til around noon for the past nine days I woke up, and it was really early for me to be getting up, just a little closer to seven in the morning. I wasn't aware that I had been asleep THAT long. Where I live is really dark in the mornings, and I'm still not quite used to the winter darkness that accompanies this area. So it was basically seven in the morning and pitch black outside.

Anyways, I'm starting to ramble. That was the recount of the events that happened through the night. I hope that I will be able to fall asleep quicker tonight and be able to do more research about LD. Maybe there's a class here or some tutorial where I can check to see if I'm on the right track with things, and what I need to do to be able to recall better.

Cheers.

I was outside the church I went to as a kid. I was inside my car, when someone came in. Apparently it wasn't my car, and I realized this when I looked at the dashboard and it was different than mine. So, I got out. I started walking around and saw a group of very attractive girls in the back seat of a car. Over the last several months I have come across attractive women in my dreams, tried to kiss them, only to wake up. In one dream I tried to talk to one, and she said, "I actually really don't want to talk to you right now." So I said, "Okay, you don't have to."

So I walk up to the group of girls in the back seat of the car, and ask if I can kiss the one I was talking to. She said sweetly, "No, but you can have a hug" I had become confused by the rejections I had been having recently, and just blurted out, "Are you angels?" They all exclaimed with excitement "YES!!" and threw their hands up and looking at each other. It was as if they were not allowed to tell me unless I asked them. I asked, "Does God love me?" They all became a bit somber and looked sad. One replied, "God always wants to provide you opportunities. He just needs you to be stable." They took off and I sat on the curb in the parking lot looking at the trees. It instantly went from night to day and I noticed the beautiful coloring of the fall-time tree leaves. A large tour bus with the number "12" on the side drove past me. A man then walked up to me, tapped me on the shoulder and handed me a box of some kind of bread. It appeared to be fried, but wasn't. It was very pleasurable to eat it. It felt good to chew it, the texture of it, the whole experience was very pleasurable. I woke myself up when I swallowed in real life and my throat was dry.

I was in a large church walking around with my ex-girlfriend. We made our way around the hallways, catching up with some people I know. We tried to keep up with them but they just made their way further and further in front of us, I didn't really feel like catching-up with them and turned to my ex and said, "You know, I don't really like most of the people I know." She said sweetly, "I know." Continued through a doorway, and made our way down another hall when I said to her, "The biggest trick the devil came up with is to convince people he doesn't exist." She winked at me and pointed her finger at me in confirmation. She replied, "You know, I want to get baptized again." To which I responded, "No, I'm talking about an absolute total change in living life."

We ended up at the end of the hallway, and up some stairs to a pavilion above the track that encircled the massive gym we were in. On the bottom level to the right of the basketball court, was a buffet serving many varieties of foods. Ashley was smoking a cigarette, and I asked her to lay beside me. She ashed her cigeratte above our heads and the ashes fell on me. I said sarcastically, "Right on my face?" I began wondering how much longer our trip would be, and when my brother would be ready to go. I then started thinking about when we left, and how long we had been there. I thought to myself, "Trip? Where am I going? I'm not on a trip right now." I became lucid.

I ran to the left and jumped over a balcony, purposefully choosing to climb over it as apposed to flying over it because I wanted to enjoy feeling the ledge and the act of climbing over it. I glided down to the ground and made my out of the sliding doors. I saw a building by a lake with the sun above it, and light was coming out of the building. I ran along the roadway, noticing distinctly how the cars were passing by me and how crisp their tires on the pavement sounded. As I was making my way up to the building, and the opening in the front was coming into viewpoint, the vision started skipping and wouldn't let me get into viewing range. When it finally did it opened up to a building with no front wall, it was totally exposed. There was a large wooden carving of some sort of flower. There were wind chimes attached to string making their sounds in the wind. On the right wall were a bunch of glass plagues that had different things written on them. I looked over each one and picked one off of the wall and said aloud "I can't read these" because they were written in English, but didn't form actual words. Then I saw on a red plague "Psalms 13: 3". After walking around the lake in the back and began being chased by a log monster I woke myself up.

I walked over to my computer and looked up Psalms 13: 3 "Look and answer me, Lord Jehovah, my God, and enlighten my eyes, lest I sleep unto death." While as a child I am certain I read through the Psalms, but I haven't made a point of doing so as an adult. I was struck when I read that verse. There were many implications to that verse. The whole of Psalms 13 is absolutely relevant to my state.

1 How long, Lord? Will you forget me forever?
How long will you hide your face from me?
2 How long must I wrestle with my thoughts
and day after day have sorrow in my heart?
How long will my enemy triumph over me?
3 Look on me and answer, Lord my God.
Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death,
4 and my enemy will say, “I have overcome him,”
and my foes will rejoice when I fall.
5 But I trust in your unfailing love;
my heart rejoices in your salvation.
6 I will sing the Lord’s praise,
for he has been good to me.