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I was pretty sure I had set myself up for a bad night because I had Egg Flower soup before bed. I love the stuff, and have been wanting it for weeks, my awesome husband bought it for me at the grocery store yesterday, and I had to eat it as soon as he go home with it! lol The problem with this being that I am allergic to eggs I actually developed the allergy when I was preggo with my daughter, so I know how amazing eggs taste from before then, and a couple times a year I just get this wild hankerin' (yup, I'm from the south, lol) for some egg drop soup or sunny side up eggs. I figured I'd end up being sick all night, but I got lucky and only had a mild stomach ache, yay! This resulted in short dreams because I was waking up constantly thinking, "My belly hurts!" and I can't even remember half of them, but the first one especially was on the right track! Before bed I figured I'm going to start mapping out what I want to do when I get lucid again, since I usually get crazy excited and try random stuff with no real purpose. I have dream goals, but what I wrote last night was more of a plan than just random goals of things I'd like to accomplish. So I wrote something like, "When I am lucid, I want to create a portal that will arrive at my dream guide. When I find my dream guide, I want to ask him/her about K. I want to ask what he is, and where he is." then I wrote down the key points of what I want to do like I remember my dreams in key words, "Portal, Dream Guide, Ask" hoping it'd help me remember in my dreams like it does the other way around. I also noticed the night before I had worn a Bandanna to bed to keep my hair from going nuts (first time I've done this in years, lol) and I noticed that I had a bunch of long dreams that I could remember, and I was almost lucid in one. I thought that the unusual feeling of something on my head could have caused me to be a bit more aware in my sleep since it was different. So I tried again, this time with a purple bandanna just on the whim that purple is a high vibrational color and might have a stronger effect than the neon green one the night before, ha ha.

Dream One (Fragment): I'm talking to a woman who is dressed like the Genie in the Sims Showtime. She's wearing the exact same outfit as the genie my sim called out of the lamp last week, right down to it being aqua marine colored. She wasn't blue though, she kind of reminded me of Scarlett Ohara in a belly dancing outfit, lol. ( Genie Girls (No CC) by Amj1995 - The Exchange - Community - The Sims 3 <-- instead of hot linking a picture, here's a link to some female sim genies I found on their website) Anyways, All I can remember is being completely taken aback, and looking at the genie Scarlett and saying, "Your my dream guide?!" So I must have been lucid and just too fuzzy to remember it because it was the first dream of the night. She nodded, and made a noise like "Mmm hum" and then I woke up thinking to myself, crazyness! Of all the things I excepted to influence my dream guide, The Sims was not one of them!

Dream Two: I'm at a movie, it's a screening of some Subbed movie though, and I know they don't show those in theaters around here, lol. I can't watch the subs though, they're not showing up! My best friend A is with me, and I ask her about it. She tells me I need this program on my phone to be able to see the subtitles! Sure enough, I download this app, and the subtitles show up on my phone when I hold it up to the screen. The movie is some sort of cool but creepy movie about a ballet dancer who murders people. It reminds me of Sweeney Todd, Sleepy Hollow, and From Hell in the way it was filmed and the effects. Time skips forwards, and we're leaving the theater. I'm by myself somehow, and this asian man walks past me, I wonder why he looks familiar, then just decide to keep walking. Before I can take my first step, I feel a pat on my shoulder and the DC behind me says, "Don't you want an auto graph?" I turn around and see the man behind me is Regi (the guy Nintendo of America has representing them, he's a CEO or something?) But in the dream I recognize him as one of the two men who directed this ballet film. Of course I want an auto graph! He signs a card, but it looks like invisible ink! He explains that I need to use the same app that allowed me to watch his movie on the card to see his autograph. I try it, and it works! I ask him about the other director, and he laughs and tells me that's who just passed me when he got my attention. Apparently he could tell I recognized them, sorta of. We go chasing after the guy who had passed me earlier so I can get his auto graph. When he's in view I notice he's Miyamoto (the guy who makes the Legend of Zelda games) but I never can get his auto graphs, because he's behind a locked gate with guards. I wake up.

Dream Three: I'm watching over some little girls at like a slumber party or something. Another woman walks in and tells me that one of the girls who are supposed to show up tonight won't be there because she had a horseback riding accident and died. This must be some sort of church function, because a girl I recognize from my kids church walks in and suggests we go to the site of the accident and pray for the girl. We get on a bus, drive there, an I see a ghostly black horse rearing, and it's like I'm watching the accident happen, but no one else sees it. They pray, then we go back to the slumber party. The little girls in the slumber party find a hidden passageway, and I agree to let them explore it. I feel like the dead little girl is around, I can feel her energy, and I wonder if I tell myself I can see her if I will see her... I think I was track to be lucid, but I ended up waking up instead.

Dream Four (Fragment): I remember a class room from my high school. I also remember going out to my car to find someone has the hood up and is trying to jump off the battery of his girlfriends car using my car, without asking! I'm not too happy, but I feel bad because I know it sucks to have your battery die b/c you forgot to turn off the light. It works, but the girl insists that I give her and her boyfriend and her brother a ride home from school. I'm trying to use the car seats in the back as an excuse for why they can't ride with me. I wake up.

Dream Five (Fragment): I can remember seeing different high class restaurants, like pictures of them. I also remember seeing a chef skin gigantic boa, alive. The thing gave him little trouble until he cut it's head open and scooped it's brains out. I felt sick and woke up.

Dream Six: I'm walking into an auditorium like class room. I know this to be the drama room, even though in real life my high schools drama room was in greens and yellows (school colors) and this dream drama room was cream and brown. A guy who I barely knew in high school and became friends with later in life walks into the room. He's upset because he thinks everyone in the drama club is making him miserable because we don't talk to him enough. I don't talk to anyone anyways, I'm shy unless I'm on stage, so I tell him as much and that he's being silly. He walks out of the room, and someone says all the doors are locked, we're locked in! D, the guy holding us hostage, says over a loud speaker that he's going to give us one more chance to bow down to him and beg for our lives before he kills us. Then he walks back into the room looking all high and mighty, with two Disney villain type thugs behind him. I think to myself that I have to do something, and I consider myself the closest thing he has to a friend in the room, so I get up and try to talk some sense into him. He won't hear it, he's bent on killing everyone. He does agree that he'll let everyone fight back, because what fun would it be to kill people who are unarmed? Then he hands me a sword. I remember earlier in the dream he has shown me a gun blade... only instead of being a long sword like Squall's, it was more of the size of a hobbit sword. I give him back the sword, and tell him I want the gun blade he offered me earlier. I've changed my mind, I'm going to help him. He seems happy with this, and takes me to a back room where he arms me with not one, but TWO mini gunblades. I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to shoot him and stop him without killing him. Then we walk back into the auditorium, I'm feeling really bad ass with my gunblades My husband is in the auditorium though, and he's looking at me with a sad and betrayed look on his face. I try to wink at him to let him know it's all good, I'm not a turn coat, but I don't think he can understand what I'm trying to signal. Then, a bunch of little kids start filing into the room. Like Kindergarten size! I quickly shove the gunblades in my pants behind my back and cover the tops of them with my shirt in hopes of hiding them. I tell my husband to get the kids out of there, but he won't move. I turn to D, and tell him we can do this tomorrow, I will not slaughter in front of a bunch of innocent little kids! I run back into the back room and toss the gunblades back into the box D had pulled the out of. It's a pop corn box?! lol But the box ends up falling off the table it was on, and explodes. I get hit in the stomach, and my hands and face feel burned, but it only lasts half a second. I look at my hands and scorched flesh, and think, "huh... that's nasty looking... but it doesn't hurt so I must be ok." I run through the auditorium before the little kids can see the nasty burns, and out the door the kids came in. I make it to the outside of the school, and my wounds are healed! But my mom is standing outside and she starts wailing on me about being so late getting home and she was worried so she came looking for me. I tell her I'll explain it all when we get home, but we need to leave, NOW! And the rest of the drama club is hopping into their own cars and leaving. My best friend A gets in my car with me, and we drive out of the parking lot. I wake up.

My first night after trying out vitamin B6, though I think I took it at the wrong time, at about 8pm, at least 5 hours before I actually went to bed. Seems like it worked pretty well though, as I remembered 3 dreams pretty clearly. The first was exceptionally vivid.

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15/4/12
VITAMIN B6

I'm sitting in someone's uni kitchen, with a large group of friends, all with covers watching a film and talking. A girl a few flats from me comes in, and I offer her the space next to me on the sofa, as I've started to like her quite a bit.

Within minutes, she starts to touch my leg at exactly the same time as I start to touch hers. She starts to talk about seeing people she 'likes' in dreams, though whispering the majority to me. For some reason, I tell her I don't see people I like in my dreams because they intimidate me...

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I'm playing Saints Row 2 in first person, driving relatively safely with a flatmate of mine, on the way to a mission. He mocks my driving to which I reply

"Just in case we get a driving level, I like this car"
"Do you?" he asks
"Yeah!"

In the heat of the discussion, I accidentally drive into an activity activator [which fans of the game will know stops the car dead]. Unlikely in the game, however, this causes me to shoot through the windscreen. Unharmed, but disgruntled, I get back in the car, shouting

"Why the fuck does it do that?!"

As part of the activity, we gain one star of police notoriety, and helicopters arrive. I can't be bothered with this right now, so I exit the activity from a drop-down menu that appears in front of me.

We set off, now driving a Bear, but a bug causes a rogue police car to chase and shoot a nearby innocent driver. More cars get involved, and we all drive through a rocky tunnel to a dead end. I get out, letting the police and innocent drivers sort it out between themselves.

I proceed to slip through a crack in the wall to the starts of the mission, where I find a gangster with a shit-load of futuristic equipment. A woman asks me if I've just come from Guildford [a town near where I live] like most of the other people here, for a girls birthday. A girl named Georgie C. My blood boils at hearing that name, and it takes all the strength I have to ask the woman how she knows her [checking they're not related or friends] before I describe how much I loathe that girl. She's a bitch basically, and gave my sister a really hard time a few years ago.

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I'm given a few questions on paper, which turn into a huge maths problem. I start to write out all the information given so that I can try to solve it, but it soon begins to seem like it's unanswerable.

"Fuck that!" I think, and turn over in bed, ending the dream.

#1 - Just More Nonsense [Non-Lucid]

I vaguely remember watching some concert on TV, and I could see M was in the VIP crowd, which was situated up on the stage. I was super jealous but also excited for her, and when the show ended I started texting her. At some point the reason she was there changed to be that she was seeing a movie, and now she was mad that the crowd was taking a long time to leave so she couldn't get out. Meanwhile, I'm with D and we're trying to navigate ourselves out of some parking garage where all of the cars are named after different types of wine. We end up at some club door with a line and a bouncer, and we go up to him and say that the reason we don't have hand stamps is because we were already here before they started giving them to people, so he lets us in. On the inside it was more like an airport or something, and we passed by a line of people and there were two teenage guys talking about something, and as we were walking right by them they each, in turn, said "That's retarded.", so I said it too. As we kept walking they started repeating it more, as if my continuing the chain had gotten them stuck in some kind of mind loop. When we're a ways away from them, I turn back and can still hear them saying it. I nod and say "I'm pretty happy about that." I go into the bathroom and see in a stall there's a huge stack of girls all standing on each others' shoulders, so obviously most of them are over the top wall of the stall and are just staring at me. I give them a weird look and go up to the sink, and that's all I remember after that.

#2 - Hypnotized In A Dream? [Non-Lucid]

There was some plot leading up to this in the dream, but it's hard to remember now. What I do remember is that during this I was Hayden Panettiere, portraying Claire from Heroes. (Though the plot had nothing to do with Heroes, I just remember perceiving this.) There had been some accident that happened though I'm not sure what now, and I was in some high school class. The teachers were talking about trying to hypnotize me to not remember the accident, saying they could make up some quiz that indirectly brings something up that would make me write about the accident if I still remembered it. They seated me off to the side of the classroom away from the other students, and one of the teachers knelt down in front of me. He looked me right in the eye and told me to stare at his and was talking in a really trancy voice. The crazy thing is, I think I was legitimately hypnotized by this. I know I experienced him telling me something, but I don't remember what it was. And not because it's just a hazy dream memory, like it's actually blocked out of memory by the trance feeling. Suddenly I remember being in the chair again with sort of a goofy uncaring haze over everything. I went back to my normal seat and the teachers handed out the quiz. I needed a pencil, and I looked up to say something but the girl (this girl C I've known since elementary school) sitting in front of me just smiled at me, turned around, then turned back and handed me an open salt packet. However, that was enough for me, and I went back to the quiz. I could tell that there was something that I should've known (about the accident) but I couldn't put my finger on it no matter how hard I tried, it was being blocked from my mind. Instead I just ended up writing a bunch of nonsense answers, mostly symmetrical gibberish but also things like "your acetyl choline" and "your cat classy". The answers were put up on the projector and everyone in the class was laughing, but I was still just goofy-feeling so I just laughed along with them. After that, I woke up.

Well it starts of with just my first girlfriend and I. She was a cute blond and on the short side. We were at her place watching movies on the couch. We were mainly just snuggling together for awhile. She got tired though and fell to sleep next to me to my left. She had her feet on my left leg, and I really wasn't paying attention to the TV anymore. Her apartment had a half-wall that separated the living room from the kitchen, you could go around either side. As I walked around through there, another girl comes in the front door. She is a pretty blond as well, although a bit taller and thinner than my girlfriend sleeping on the couch. She starts coming on to me and we make our way back to the couch. I feel like I am cheating on my first girlfriend with this new girl, especially since she is still sleeping on the couch next to us. We are touching each other and it feels so wonderfull. It doesn't bother me too much, because I'm aware that this is just a dream, and I just let the dream play out by itself since I'd probably would have gone here anyway if I went lucid.

After a little while, my first girlfriend wakes up. She really isn't upset about me and this new girl, but she does get off the couch. She heads to her kitchen and gets a drink, when she comes back she starts telling me that this new girl is not right for me. As she goes on I start to realize it too, there is something wrong about this new girl. The new girl I'm with, although she is having fun, really has no emotional connection with me. She reveals herself and we actually see that she has evil intentions. She wants to do something bad to me as she is on top of me holding me down. I didn't have to throw her off of me though, because she started dissolving and became invisible. But I could tell she was still there somehow. When she was going invisible though, a guy appeared by the entrance. He was evil as well and was somehow connected to the evil girl I was making out with. He took on an appearance of a co-worker in real life. He had an indignant look to him, and once the girl dissolved completely he scowled and left out the door. Good riddance! I was back alone with my first girlfriend and everything was ok now. She was saying something like: that is like scattering grass seed and the birds come and eat it unless you cover it up. I could tell she was refering to a parable of Jesus here when she said that.

Both of the girls in my dream are familiar looking to me, and closely resemble real college girls I used to know. Oh I think the evil one kinda looked like a Heather I knew in college.

My dream transitions to an outdoor setting where some guy is mowing the lawn, he is obviously a gardener/groundskeeper. It is a big yard, with a house, a barn, a couple sheds, and even a crock well covered with boards. The grass he is mowing is really lush, nice and green. The whole scenery in general is just really vivid. The barn and sheds, although they are old, are nicely painted and stand out well. I'm talking to this guy a bit, just small talk I think, nothing memorable. Anyway I walk around the yard a bit, then come over to the side where my car is at the end of the driveway. Its a long driveway, but I see I won't be able to get out because hay bales are on the driveway blocking the exit. There are tools scattered about as well, the whole area is a mess. I start cleaning up a bit, and move a hay bale, but then I think why am I bothering with this? There is a neat power tool there so I pick it up and start cutting through some wood, part of an unfinished fence I see. After I had my fun with it, I see this tool is actually a multi-tool that can transform into almost any tool you need, neat. The saw part pops off and becomes a drill instead I see as I take it back to the tool box.

04.16.2012

Kaomea as a Child???? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I put this dream first so Kaomea can hopefully see it, and the similarities between the child and her is waaaay too accurate, at least for my limited knowledge on how she looked like before.

Before I go on to remembering the dream, the reason why I'm assuming a girl that looks like Kaomea as a child, even though I don't know how she really looked as a child in waking life, is because of the red tank top she was wearing along with blue shorts.

I know Kaomea has worn a red shirt and some blue jeans, along with some red sneakers in her dreams, and probably does the same in waking life.

I'm probably in spectator mode, just seeing how things play out at an area with a lot of greenery to it. If you looked beyond the area they're at, you could see there's a large and open field, and the clouds are light gray or light blue, couldn't tell exactly.

The atmosphere seemed like this was in the late 1980s to the early 1990s (well obviously, since this could've been Kaomea as a child). It was a vivid dream, and it had that "old-school" film feeling to it. (Don't worry, Kaomea, I'm not saying you're old or anything, it's just the type of ATMOSPHERE that felt kind of weird.)


There's an adult or two supervising a group of children. The two children that popped up to me the most were a girl and a boy.

The boy was Caucasian most likely, and by the way he's smiling, I'm assuming everybody is taking some kind of group photo together.

He's really ready to get his picture taken, and I think they had to move around a bit, so I guess they were testing to find out the ideal order of who goes behind who and such for the photo.

Now for the girl. She had fairly long hair, and the children here are probably around the age of 4-7? She looked like she was from Hawaii like Kaomea is in right now.

Her skin tone was a little bit darker than the skin tone I normally see Kaomea in, but only slightly. She's wearing a red tank top with some fluffy extensions near her shoulder, well, it's not that fluffy, but it was fancy looking enough for me to pay attention to her.

I think she was wearing blue shorts, and probably red sneakers as well, presuming whoever dressed her would want her shoes to match with her tank top.

After one of the adults and the children move around for a little while to find the ideal positions to stand, sit, or crouch on, I get a zoomed perspective on the child that looks like Kaomea.

She has this sort of mad pout to her face, as if she doesn't want to be part of the photo....LOL, it was so hilarious! xD

Anyway, it was kind of cute seeing her like that. (in fact, I was just putting my hands over my face and shaking my head and going "awwwwww" )

Then I hear a random voice that said how she would like a certain someone someday? I didn't know what that meant, but I'm assuming who she likes now....but it could be someone else entirely different.

I can't remember much after that, I was just focusing on the girl who could've been Kaomea as a child.

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04.16.2012

Moving Away (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a random house, and I have my laptop with me inside of a dark room. I didn't know that me and my father were going to move as yet.

There's a T.V. flashing, but I didn't pay attention to what was showing most of the time. I get out of the room, and I go to the garage of this random house, and I see my father with a vehicle that has this large attachment to it.

It's like a mini red truck attached to a Jeep or something, and it had a brown color to it. The driveway itself was kind of weird, a small tree was in the middle of it, and there's a really small dirt slit going parallel to the driveway's path.

I thought it would prevent my father from moving this weird mini red truck attachment he had for another vehicle, but after looking on how it's structured, it wasn't going to hit the tree at all. Oh, and the truck itself was probably a normal red Ford truck.

There were also random people coming on the driveway, some were merely passing through, and then there's some that stop in the middle of the driveway and just look at me or at the garage.

I remember there being a lady with copper red or burnt orange hair. Her visage wasn't appealing at first, and the fact that she looked depressed kind of bothered me, seeing as she's one of the people just standing in the middle of the driveway.

She's wearing a black dress, and it stops near the top region of her thighs as well.

I can't remember anything else from that dream.

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04.16.2012

Pharynx/Larynx (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in a lecture apparently, but the room itself is way too short for it to be a decent science lecture. In fact, it seemed that either I'm the only student here, or there were a few people behind me that I didn't pay attention to.

I was listening to a lecturer declare something about how it's important to remember some figure he has on the projection screen. The room is dark, so the only think shining is the screen, so I paid attention and got something out to write on to copy what's on the screen.

I believe he was talking about something about knowing which part represents the Pharynx and which part represented the Larynx. I think he wanted us to even draw the structure of it (I didn't even remember what a Pharynx and a Larynx were in waking life until I checked that it's related to the throat).

I'm drawing what he's pointing us to draw, but it doesn't look anything like what I saw what those parts were in waking life, but I blindly draw and label them down.

It seemed like there were extensions that looked like veins on these parts, and for some reason, I decided to look a little bit more on how they looked like so that I could draw out more of the vein-like structures.

I think the dream shifts, but I'm in the same room, and someone is talking to me one-on-one. I can't remember how they looked like at all, seeing as the room is still dark. They were giving me some transparent object.

It looked like it was some dried up gel to preserve something that was inside it. A message inside of it said (and damn it, this is getting ANNOYING now...)

"You can still pass! But you need to go to the SI Sessions!"

(SI Sessions are short for "Supplemental Instruction".....and that's basically free tutoring that the University gives here. It's pretty helpful, but like the meaning says, it's "Supplemental"....meaning it's not wise to actually rely only on it).

After reading it, I wasn't really surprised about what it was trying to tell me. I think I had thoughts of it either being Biology, seeing as it's only of the only SI sessions I go to other than the Chemistry one.

(I don't know why it would suggest I do that since I go to both when it's appropriate....like I wouldn't go to one after we took a test, since those sessions would be cancelled because they wouldn't know what's going to be covered if we just took an exam....

I thought it could've been for my Political Science class, but again, I didn't see how that could be it seeing as the material I was looking at on the screen was related to Biology in general).

The dream shifts to where I'm outside now, and this area feels like an abstract of where I live because there's a black road in the middle, and it seems I'm sitting down on a brown bench with someone.

The person is on the other side, not next to me. I didn't really pay attention to them that well, and can't remember how they looked like since I had my face down somewhere else.

They were talking to me about some kind of offer, but I can't remember what. They obviously wanted me to stay a bit longer and think about it, but I'm still a bit on shifting towards rejecting it, even though I'm having feelings that I should accept it.

I'm assuming it's something that's a big deal, especially if I'm still there worrying about accepting or denying, but I just don't know what the hell they're offering me!

Then I decide to get up, and I cross the black road, and to my right, there's a light brown dumpster that's about 3-4 feet away from me. Behind it was a bicycle that looks like my own in waking life, and I think there's a black motorcycle next to it as well.

Obviously, I go with the black motorcycle, and it looks pretty nice too. (I wonder if that could've been the motorcycle that Kaomea rides in her dream? Or maybe it was the same motorcycle I rode a while back in another dream where I was riding on a snake-y sidewalk that seemed to direct me in possibly finding Alyzarin? Then again, those dreams happened probably a month or two before this one...)

As soon as I get on the vehicle, the Cowboy Bebop Ending music plays, and I'm surprised that I was passively listening to the music, even though there wasn't anything external in waking life that could've transcended to this dream.

(I like the song, but how it played as soon as I got on the motorcycle kind of bothered me when I typed this dream out)....Obviously a song like that means something depressing was going on.

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04.16.2012

Obama and Homeless Tents? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I see President Obama walking in snow, and it was snowing very hard. I don't think he's even wearing a jacket, just a white dress shirt, blue tie, and black pants most likely.

He heads towards a green tent, and it seems there's some activity inside of it. He crouches down and goes in, and I believe for a half a second, I was Obama in first person view?

Someone inside of the tent crawls out and shows Obama what's inside the tent.

That's all I remember.

I dreamed about a missing baby again last night. Only it was a boy this time and he was absolutely silent. I was frantic to find him and started looking on shelves and eventually, I found him inside a box. I thought he was dead, at first, but he was only sleeping. I carried him around for awhile but then his diaper leaked and I got poop all over my side and hands.
At some point, I realized he was a twin, and I went in search of the other one. I couldn't find him anywhere and I was getting upset about it. I kept thinking dogs had eaten him, but I kept telling myself I would find blood or pieces of the baby.

I dreamed of traveling and of flying but I don't recall much. At one time, I was ordering food and I asked a very quiet man what he recommended. He always got just an apple. When I flew, I caught the wind in some contraption like a laundry basket. But flight was very unreliable and unpredictable.

I also had some overly emotional stress dreams but I've forgotten them entirely. (Then how do I KNOW I had them lol).

I think I keep dreaming about babies in boxes because of "Miracle Light"- the preemie who was discovered alive after it had been in the morgue for 10+ hours. I have a "phobia" of being declared dead when I'm really not.

rofl, I also dreamed I was a t a restaurant. I was naked and some Witnesses were at a nearby table. I found a small sheet of some sort and whenever I had to walk by, I covered my front and walked backward.
When I sat at the table (with 2 male DC's), the sheet fell and I realized I was showing everyone a bit of boob One of the Witnesses walked by quickly and couldn't help trying to contain a smile and a disapproving head shake.
Then I was outside, behind a car, laying on the ground to force a dress on. My oldest son was standing guard but a cop still caught me. She discreetly waited until I dress, though, before walking the rest of the way to me (she saw my struggles through the back passenger windows).
How odd lol. I've never been one to have nudity dreams..

April 16, 2012
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Meditated late @ 7pm - 8pm

Got in bed, wrote my affirmation, read it, and then read a bit of a book.
Before turning out my light, I re-read my affirmation.

Didn't wake up until around 5:30'ish. No recall at all. I had a dream I remembered in the night but failed to write it down or record it. And this week I must rise early - so - setting an alarm is not an option.

Perhaps this is why I prefer to meditate - it's reliable - it's consistent. LD has never been consistent for me. I realize I'm just starting and I did not and do not expect to be LD'ing already. Dream recall must be built. It's just that I can get a similar affect during meditation and it might be that if I stop trying to LD/dream recall, and simply focus on my meditations, I may have better luck. What's that saying, "A watched pot never boils"? Well, if I'm focusing so hard on recall, it may never boil. I'm not giving up yet - too early. I just got started. Just trying to adjust my mindset.

16-04-12
Around 6:30am

Sadness
Genre: Tragedy
Non-Lucid

I was in my old High School. I was back with a few others from the school, we were brought back to talk to the biology students. We were apparently experts in the subject. There was five of us, we each took turns talking to the class. Next thing I know, I am in the corridor with a girl who I was friends with at school. We are walking down when I notice a bank machine, I go up to it and insert my card. However, for some reason my pin doesn't work, then I realize I'm putting it in wrong. I finally get in. My memory goes fuzzy at this point and the next thing I remember is sitting on a cliff, looking out over the ocean, even though there is no ocean where I live for miles, nor any cliffs. I remember I am sad about something. I remember one of my best friends had passed away. She had died in a car crash. Another of my friends came up to me, and walked with me down a street. I don't remember what she was saying though. I then woke up.

I can only remember two non-lucids:

I was in the supermarket buying beans, because I really wanted beans on toast. The display was a huge pyramid of tins and I couldn't work out which tins to take without toppling all of them.

I'd just come back to my house from a party with a few friends. RR who I haven't seen in a long time ended up getting into bed with me and we were chatting for ages but I can't remember the topics. At one point we very nearly kissed but I stopped because of my girlfriend. At that point another friend came into the room and fell asleep by the door.

So... my dreams of the titanic returned,again not surprising!
However the only parts that I remember are the deck,railings and being stood next to a lifeboat. The only other aspect of interest was that looking at the moon, it suddenly split in two,gained a face and began to sing,not unlike the moon in the film Moulin Rouge. I woke around 6 this morning remembering everything but not wanting to get up and write things down soo..i resolve to keep a journal next to my bed from now on!I know my dream was semi-lucid,although the memory of it has now been wiped!

It's been a long time since I tried to intentionally recall my dreams; even longer since I grabbed a pen as soon as my eyes opened. Took going to the bathroom to bring this one back.

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It was post-apocalyptic, and I was working in some kind of building. The building had something growing in it--mold, maybe? Or something similar. There were four walls covered in something black and toxic.

I was working with 4 guys and 1 girl, though I don't remember much about them. One of them looked like a co-worker of my husband's, and I feel like I recognized the girl, though I can't recall her face now. My dad was there in a different room doing some kind of military thing with the co-worker guy, but I didn't know what it was. There was a radar set up in there for something, though.

I was working on some kind of big neon orange rectangle, like almost twin mattress-sized, and very light. Reminded me of the kind of material they make flotation devices out of, only thicker. There were velcro flaps on it, and I was attaching them.

As I was doing this, I was discussing things with the other people I was working with. Either myself or the older black guy I was working with said, "There are already two of us dead. One of us is going to die from this," talking about the exposure to the toxin.

I remember being on the floor velcroing after that, and I said, "Yeah, my mom didn't want me to come, but I told her, 'any job I take now is going to be just as dangerous. At least this way I'm closer to home.'"

I was with J and E, also Sam. We were at J’s birthday party I had to guess, but we were at my mom’s house. It was weird. The only thing we did at the part was walk around in circles on our driveway.
It wasn’t just us at the party; there were also some girls that J didn’t even know.

In the midst of the party, my pastor was in charge of hanging up these gigantic balloons on top of his roof. In the dream, he lived across from us. The balloons were very hard to put up, as he told us later, and they kept falling down.

The balloons looked like giant bugs for some reason. One was a spider, I think another was a bee, and the other I can’t remember.

At the end of the dream, we all crowded around a small table inside a tent outside. On the table was J’s birthday cake. Our pastor was standing there.

As we were all talking and about to eat the cake, the pastor randomly just starts putting salt on the cake. We stop chatting and look at him. He stops. Then he started again, and then it started to get all over it. “Stop.” I said, laughing.
He chuckled, and grabbed the lighter.

Today I'd a sexual dream.

The dream:
I was in an unknown bathhouse with my IRL friend Mattias. We walked into a white room with one or two big beds in.
In this room we were 7 people total, 4 guys and 3 girls. The 4 guys were me, my friend and two guys I have no idea of. The 3 girls I also had no idea who they were, but they looked alright and seemed to be horny.
And the sex begun.. everybody except me took a girl (well, there was no girl over to me) and started to have sex. I tried to catch a girl to do, had 2 girls in my aim but they still were kind of busy.
Some seconds later one of the girls drops my friend as he had came plus she didn't like his loose arm that was dangle.
Me and the girl came close to eachother and she went down on the corner of the bed and layed almost total naked waited for me to get inside. I somehow needed to call somebody, so I'd to transfer over money to her phone as I'd no phone there. But I begun with put the thing inside her as I started to fix some with the phone.
As I did, I also saved her phone number so I could possible get in contact with her again if she would want more.

Anyway, some seconds later the police stormed in and took them and us away from the place. It wasn't allowed for some reason. But I was happy I'd her number and could get in contact with her.
So I asked on her YouTube channel if she would want to meet me again.

And there somehow the dream ended.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream character talking
Purple means possible shared dream person
Green means notes

You know the drill. As always, enjoy!

Dream #1 Walking down the highway.

Im walking down a highway on the sidewalk, a bunch of cars are passing me by. I noticed a billboard with a list of movies. (i forgot the list of movies that were listed)

Dream #2 Paper or plastic?

Im now in a supermarket,with this elderly russian man. He looked to be in his 40's or 50's. I was helping him shop for things such as Pickles, eggs, bread, milk, and prunes. The casier looks at us and says...paper or plastic? Plastic (i say)

Dream #3 Dream cue from the Hawk.

Im riding a motorcycle (don't have one in real life) holding a yellow flag racing against other people. (im guessing we had to set the flag down at some random location) I hear a high pitch whistle and look up at the sky, ITS A HAWK! I stop in the middle of the road and i noticed, im all alone. I look up at this sign, posted on a billboard it read...(FOR LET HE WHO HAS EYES SEE, AND LET HE WHO HAS EARS HEAR. MY CALL WILL AWAKEN THE HEARTS OF THOSE WHO SEEK THE TRUTH) Hmm..I reach in my pocket and pull out my totem. I look around how did i get here? what did i do a hour ago??? Ah, im asleep in my bed right now! Im rubbing my totem, the dream snaps in focus. Im focused, i put it back in my pocket and decide its time to have some fun.

Having fun with mirrors.

I take my finger, and make a mirror in the air in front of me. i turn around for 5 seconds and say when i turn around, i expect to see my female subconscious self. When i turned back around, it was a huge square shaped mirror. I noticed that i am no longer a male, but i am now in fact, my female counterpart. I am still my complexion, caramel skin, i have long curly hair, full lips, a slight slant to my eyes, my eyes are bigger and more of a hazel colour. With C cup breast and a bit of a curvy waist, i am now wearing a pink dress and black strappy sandals, a toe ring with a french pedicure on my feet. I look very beautiful i say to myself. I now summon a purse to put my totem inside, just in case i need to stabilize the dream a bit more. I dive thru the mirror and end up at some bar.

Dream #4 Heads or tails? Pick one.

I walk into a bar. This bikerman looks at me, i give him a dirty look. I walk up to the bar ask for a glass of wine. I spot my cousin drinking at the bar, i get up and walk over to him. Mind if i join you? Sure. Whats your name? (I try and change the subject) Don't you know who i am? Uh...nope sorry you don't look familiar. I tell him, what if i told you that with one flip of a coin, i can snap your mind into a different world. I would say you been drinking a lil bit too much of that wine baby. (I reach in my purse) I pull out my hawk coin totem. Heads? or tails? (i ask him) Lol tellin you girl that alcohol getting to yo head. I will say this one more time. Heads? or tails? Aight aight i'll play along. Heads. I flip it in the air and catch it, then look at it and show him. It landed tails. Hey wait a min...why am i in a bar? Come with me. ( i take my glass of wine with me) I take him in the mens bathroom. I sat my purse on the sink. Do you know why we are in here? Uh...no. Why are we in here? Because it is time for you to go to sleep. Huh? I slipped something in your drink while you were looking at my coin. In exactly 1 min, you will be passed out. and when you wake back up, i will explain it to you in another form got it? Wha what? WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME!? Relax. you about to go into a different layer with me. (He passes out on the floor) I look in my purse and take this white pill and drink my wine. I look in my purse to find my celphone and set my beethoven music to go off in 60 mins I set it on the bathroom sink and fall backwards to the floor.

Dream #4 A dream within a dream.

I now wake up in my 2nd home. I look around for my cousin r. R, you in here??? I walk into the bathroom and say alright when i stick my arm thru this mirror, im gonna pull out my cousin r. I take my right arm and stick it thru the mirror and pull my cousin thru it. I just had a dream that some girl with curly hair was talking to me at a bar, and..showed you this? (I hold the coin up) Yea, just like that. Wait min..how did i just get here? Because i pulled you here, and this is still a dream by the way. Whoa whoa whoa, what do you mean still a dream? Like i said your still dreaming. Na man, thats impossible! Tell me then, why are we standing here at my old house then, instead of my current house hm? I i..i don't know. C'mon, its time for your 1st lesson. Here (i hand him my totem) Look at it. Now when you wake up in the real world, im gonna test you to see if you will remember how it looked. Stare at it until It is imprinted in you brain. Yo, im dreaming!? I nod my head. Relax though..because you are getting overly excited. I can't believe im dreaming!!! (He starts fading away) I knew that was gonna happen. (I fall backwards)

Final dream: Your just a projection of my subconscious.

I wake up in the previous dream on the bathroom floor. I get up and notice, im my female projection of myself. I project back into my normal self and grab my celphone and notice i have 5 mins of lucid dreamtime remaining. I exit the bathroom and talk to random dream characters about their abilities One young boy says he can manipulate the weather. This one man said he can eat 500 slices of pizza. I then notice a interesting looking young lady who was attractive. I asked her what her abilities were, and that if she showed me something interesting, i would hire her for my next dream job. We were in a gas station, she was looking for some chips. I said you can do anything just make it unique ok? She nods. Oh, so your not much of a talker i see. well, what if i told you that your just a projection of my subconscious. I don't care. You mean you don't mind being created by me? No not at all. In fact im I want the job watch this. She begins telepathically moving everything around in the store. Not bad, not bad. (i say) Alright let me ask you a question. Ahem, whats the easiest way for me to become lucid in dreams? Pay attention to your surroundings. Oh and also try a start re entering your old homes, so you can remember how you got there in the 1st place too. And aslo if someone wants to fight you, that should increase your lucidity more. Thanx. Whats your name? Roselyn.

Hmm..Roselyn. Ok, you got the job! (Right here i here my beethoven alarm goin off) I wake up and record the dream.

Notes: Did wbtb at 5:30 am. I did my reality check with my totem for about 15 mins and headed back to bed. I woke from this dream at 7:45 am. could not fall back asleep cause of a job i had at that time. had to be there at 9:30 am. Oh and my cousin ended up remembering a dream of being in a bathroom with a woman with curly hair. hehe wonder if he knows that was me. Shapeshifted as her that whole time. Ah, me and my dreaming abilities.

Ah! Finally some time to catalog the last few nights dreams. I stayed up working and fell asleep in my street clothes I was in and out of consciousness for the earlier dreams, trying to gather the resolve to get up and actually get ready for bed. However it never came, :3_ so some parts are difficult to order correctly and there was a persisting sense of disorientation throughout. It's long but if you read nothing else of this, please read dreams 5 and 6 and comment on what you think.

April 13th, 2012

Dream 1:

I'm outside in this open park-like area [on the outskirts of a forest]. My dad and [apparently] one of my friend's dad {idr who} is there. It's day time [maybe sunny(?)] and the flat ground of the clearing is covered in short, light-green grass. Fully leaved trees are scattered about the area, their shade forming pools around their trunks {so I guess it was around noon}. I look around on the ground and see these navy-blue berries (slightly smaller and rounder than actual blue berries) pepper the the grass a few feet away from me. I'm bare foot and for some reason in a bit of discomfort from what I feel below my feet. It's feels like a multitude of small pointed things, similar to walking on a pile of twigs. I survey the earth more immediately around me. There are a few small twigs here and there but none directly underneath me. I then wonder if fire ants are the cause and again check the ground, this time with more care and alarm. A few black ants, a shade close to the navy-blue of the berries, march unorganized a few feet away. Now I'm really confused..



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Dream 2:

I'm in a car with my brother and a younger light-brown haired girl {I might know her in real life, but again I'm uncertain}. I'm on the passenger side. We pull over to the right side curb and stop at the girl's mail box. I reach my right hand out through the window and open the box for her. The head of the mailbox is the traditional half cylinder shape but its inside is anything but one would call traditional. It's a full panel of numbered buttons. She recites a long string of numbers for me to enter, "[628...--]", but I tell her to wait and that it's probably best if I weren't the one doing this because I don't want to set of her house's security alarm. She agrees. [We pull into drive way (?)}..

Day [3]:

{This dream's the fuzziest} This woman suggests to her boyfriend/husband that they should go "to their cabin in the woods". This Immediately triggers a connection to the recent, and very much unoriginal, movie title "The Cabin in the Woods" {I saw a brief glimpse of the trailer on youtube I believe}. It's vague but I know afterward the couple, and whatever company they bring, inevitably are chased down by psychos who torture/kill them etc. {essentially was just like "The Strangers", creepy masks, fall setting and everything}...





Dream [4]:

{This is another hazy part. I'm not quite sure, but I was an observer most of this} There are these people probably between 19 and their early 20s.They're looking to make a Paranormal Activity 4. Apparently, in all the movies prior in this series, the cast actually died as a result of the paranormal activity they tried to record on film. Of course at this point I'm thinking: "Okay now folks,..people DIED doing this and despite knowing this information..you do it anyway???" {I feel like if that really happened in RL, people would do what these guys were trying to anyway. Oh, humanity, common sense is no longer common } A young woman in the group tells one of the guys "that graveyard actually is haunted", as if it were local, and then continues to tell enthusiastically some experience she had there. This comment then makes me think back to a show I recently watched on psychics. A teenage boy said that he always sees this shadow man whenever he walks by a certain local graveyard and it makes his stomach hurt immensely..

Dream 5:

{Pretty sure this was a direct result of the last dream..} I'm in a living room similar to that of my old house. I'm sitting on the off-white carpet [with my legs folded under me]. My brother and our close friend, M, [and maybe another one of my best mates] are there sitting on either one of the couches or on the floor as well. My family's old, short wooden coffee table is to my left. It's half boxed in by our old love seat, long couch and single-seater couch just as they were in my prior home except the table is pushed out further away from the couches and closer to the TV. A fluffy husky-looking puppy is in the room with us. His fur is black and white. [I was just petting/playing with him] before all of a sudden the puppy starts acting strange, as if terrified, ducking under the table onto its bottom panel. He turns over on his back and starts seizing and whimpering, showing his white chest and curled white paws. I know something we can't see has a hold of him. Something dark and paranormal. I'm unsure of what to do, it's just so awful. I reach out for him saying, "It's alright, buddy..", but he jerks away, off the corner of the under panel and onto the carpet. He continues to squirm side to side crying. M and my brother are talking in urgent words, their voices overlapping in the chaos. I look behind me to see a large flat screen TV. It's displaying an all white back ground with some text in the middle of it, like a TV show title. I pay no attention to this because I'm focusing on what looks like blacker-than-night smoke, drifting out of screen view at the top right corner. I turn back to my companions and say "[I think] it's leaving". It seems whatever was attacking the dog released its grip. The small creature remains on his back but appears to be recovering. I, however, feel this overwhelmingly powerful and dark presence (very difficult to describe). I feel something start in my chest that forces its way upwards until it reaches my mouth in less than a second. I rock forward emitting resonating and blood scream. {It felt like what I can only describe as insanity..}



Dream 6:

[I wake, walk out of my room] and then slowly make my way down the hallway, dazed and still a bit disturbed. I then hear something from my right. It's a scream. It's human but unearthly. It sounds like several screams in one echoing cry. It startles me. I then hear a second scream, putting me in a state of sheer terror. I think "Oh no!! I must have fully awakened my psychic abilities and now I'm going to see dead people and life is gonna suck and--
but wait, what if I didn't wake up? What it I'm dreaming? I'm totally dreaming!". As I grab the stair case banister post and sling shot myself around to the top of the steps, I look up at the mirror directly across from me in the hall way. I think I see myself in it, but in the confused panic I can't make much sense of the blurry, dark grey figure in it. Everything's a shade of grey, not black and white, but as if it's daytime and what little light shining in from outside comes through insidiously dark storm clouds. All I can think now is "Get outside. Just get outside. Get to the front door!". I rush down the flight of stairs and fling the front door open. [Quickly closing the door behind me], I'm looking down when I take my first step onto the porch and ,at which point, I promptly close my eyes and think "Make it Fall. Wait, no! Summer!". I accidentally open my eyes as I'm rushing down the porch steps. I see grey skies and grass melancholy with patches of dead earth. I quickly close my eyes again and in a last ditch effort think "Blue skies! Happy!" but nothing changes.
I then see a mini-van in the driveway. My brother's in the driver seat. I see one of my best childhood friends, Marry, {whom I haven't talked to in years unfortunately} sitting in the back on the passenger side. My new train of logic at this point: "if my brother can't see me, then I'm dreaming. If he can, I'm awake and I'm suddenly hearing dead people". I go up to the drive side window. I wave my arms and scream his name several times, but he seems to be looking through me. He then, however, greets me as if he'd been spacing out momentarily and I let out a dramatic, "NOOOOooOOoOo!!", almost dropping to my knees {this makes me doubt my lucidity}. I then see Mary get out of the sliding door of the van and when she walks its front to the side I'm on, she's suddenly my friend M from Dream 4. I'm beyond confused and disorientated...