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Dream #1

I was walking out on a street like in the neighborhood I lived in as a teenager. It was daytime. I was walking along one of the main roads. A lot of cars were zooming by to my left. To my right were the parking lots for shopping centers and gas stations.

There were a surprising number of people out walking on the street. I was in a hurry to get somewhere, and I was impatient with the people around me, as if they were blocking me.

A group of older, Chinese men walked up behind me. They were all speaking in Chinese. One of the men edged up really close to me and then passed me. The man's two or three friends were just about keeping pace with me. But the man himself was blasting ahead.

I thought that it would be weird of me if I let this guy pass me by so much, seeing how I'd been so annoyed at everybody I'd had to pass up just a few moments ago. So I tried to catch up with the man. But I couldn't. He'd already blasted away through some gas station and around a corner.

Now a white woman walked past me. She also passed me quite easily and headed around the corner to the right.

I was feeling pretty bad about myself. I'd thought I was a fast walker. But now people were constantly passing me.

I was now at the corner. I went straight and crossed the street, to a block with an enormous parking lot for a huge shopping center. I walked toward some small mound of lawn bordering the parking lot. I figured I'd just cross over the lawn and go into the parking lot.

But now the woman who'd passed me a couple moments ago was now crossing up and in front of me again, from the right. I thought she must have been waiting just around the corner, trying to get an idea of when I'd be passing, so she could sneak up on me and pass me again.

I was now sitting on an L-shaped couch with a couple of "friends," whom I don't recognize now. One was a woman, maybe in her late teens or early twenties. She sat directly to my right. To the woman's right, possibly on the other edge of the L-shaped couch, or maybe right in the corner, sat a young boy.

The woman and the boy had a backpack between them. The backpack was apparently mine. The woman and boy were joking about some girl who was attracted to me. I wasn't really attracted to her, and my woman "friend" knew it. So she teased me a lot about how much this girl liked me.

The woman now said something about, what if she took my backpack to the girl, so she could really show the girl what I was like? My clothes were in the backpack. And, by what she'd said, the woman meant that she was going to pull my clothes out of the backpack and show them to the girl.

The woman illustrated how she was going to do this by pulling some clothes out of the backpack. But a pair of my underwear, some black boxer briefs, popped right out, before everything else. The underwear had a big glob of semen, still wet, right on the inside and front, just below the waistband.

At first the woman seemed a bit disgusted by this. Then she thought of it only as a reason to tease me even more. She made fun of my personal hygiene, for just throwing a dirty pair of underwear in my backpack. She wondered what the girl who liked me would think of that.

I was now sitting in a car, in the backseat, on the driver's side. It was daytime. My mom sat in the front seat of the car. She seemed to have her seat moved back as far as possible. I felt pretty smashed in the backseat.

But somehow I felt comfortable. I was myself, as an adult. But back here, smashed into the seat, I felt comfortable, like I was a little kid all over again.

edit: All night I was repeating to myself 'go to the giza pyramids - find windhover' I woke up quite a few times (I took 3 htp-5 pills) but kept repeating this mantra over and over and over.

Hide and Seek

I am going into somekind of nightclub, it looks kinda like a castle. We are all lined up ready to sign in or pay to get in, I am with my wife who hasn't been hear before but apparently I have. I hear somebody from further back in the line say something like 'you have to watch out for Sean, he's tricky - he's not scared to where a dress!' When we get into the club I find that we are outside. It is not a club though, it is a massive game of hide and seek - it seems kinds random who hides and who seeks, I think we can chose. So I run out into a clearing where I see a large fallen tree and hide beside it - I am good at this game and it will take them a while to find me!

FIIIGGGHHHTTT!!

I am at a school, it is not the one I went to when I was a kid, this one is more ethnically diverse, for some reason prominently having boys who are black in the class, and perhaps a couple of white boys in the class also. This school is a very rough school and it makes me feel uneasy being here. When I walk into the classroom I feel a hand smack me on the back of the head, and a guy with a pissed off look tells me to watch where I am going. This makes me feel real angry but I keep my cool and sit down. Some other kid walks into the class room and the same thing happens to him though he was smacked by a different kid. In the classroom the teacher is trying to teach us something about science, and is showing us a handgun. I hear an insult fire across the room at me, thats it - I've had enough! I run across the room and start punching this guy, and then everybody starts to join in - fighting each other, it's crazy! Suddenly there is a gun shot - the teacher has shot the hand gun and the bullet has gone into the wall next to us - this brings the class to silence. I am pretty shocked that a teacher would do this, I walk out of the class room and see that in another classroom near us exactly the same thing has happened, which I think is strange - but then I see that the bullet in the wall is not a bullet but a set explosive - it's been set up to LOOK like a gun was fired. That's what happened then, the teachers just need something more in order to control the kids...

Windhover

I am coming to waking up, my dreams are become looser, less defined - but then I hear a voice penetrate my dream - it sounds like the voice of god - lol! It is a female voice, she has an accent when she speaks, it's not a Chinese accent, but she pronounces English words in a similar way. She says:

'THIS IS WINDHOVER, MEET ME NEAR SOME WATER'

This totally wakes me up from my dream, I am lucid now but everything is breaking away around me, it's becoming more like hypnagogia but in reverse (I can't remember what that is called) I call out 'what water do you mean?' but it is too late, I am waking up

I'm outside of a huge library, near the entrance. I'm standing in a breezeway and on the wall near the end of it there is a painting of a building. I'm studying the painting, then looking around and I see pine trees and blue and grey apartment buildings nearby to the right. Then I look back at the painting and see the same trees and apartments in the background of the painting. I suddenly realize that the building in the painting is the library. I take a few steps back to get a better perspective and I'm looking back and forth between the big building and the painting of that same building on its wall. I'm amazed by this and there is somebody else there with whom I'm sharing my amazement.

I find twenty dollars on the ground.

Double agent helping the Heterodyne. The Geisters also were on her side. Comic stylized dream... "Reading" 2-D scenes. I jump to grab a Geister, to save her from falling. Fall through the floor instead... I use a device I built to phase back up through the floor and a colored ring flashes, as are our silhouettes. But we fail to get through. Try multiple times without success.

So the dream I had last night was a little weird, I remember it switching settings a lot. I was first at a friends house with some friends and this girl whom I had a fling with a couple years back. We talked everything was good then all of the sudden I was at a pool and swimming with a bunch of friends. I remember some other things but they are very hazy.

Last night my dream was actually a bit unsettling. In it, I watched as an utility pole came undone outside my house and landed on top of Karen Carpenter...yes, that Karen Carpenter. I was unable to move as poor Karen was electrocuted. She even blew apart into separate parts, right in the middle of the road.

I ran to my grandma's house and started freaking out. My whole family was there, but no one seemed upset that a 70s legend was lying dead and mutilated in the street. I looked outside to check on her. Her brother (I think his name is Richard?) was by her body, sobbing. It was heartwrenching, man.

I've noticed that a new recurring theme in my dreams has been people not hearing me or not caring when something happens that I consider important. I'm not sure if or how this applies to my waking life, but it's interesting to notice.

A few nights ago, I was able to remember two separate dreams I had in one night, separated by a sort of mini-dream, like an intermission. It was neat.

The first dream involved some sort of scavenger hunt with my friends. We got lost in an indoor pool area...somehow.

Then my dream shifted immediately to my friends and I listening to music, and my friends aren't able to remember the title or singer of the song we were hearing. It was "Forever and Ever Amen" by Randy Travis, and I told them that, but they didn't believe me.

This somehow segued into another dream. I opened a door and was in a movie theater with just my friends. We watched a really miserable movie about a construction worker and his pickup truck, and it was so bad we started yelling and making fun of it. Basically we made our own Mystery Science Theater 3000.

Oh, and I recalled a dream I had during a power-nap at work: It wasn't much, but in my dream I was a child standing in the middle of a country road wit a group of other children. there was a loud deep voice coming from somewhere (maybe the sky?) saying "I'm warning you..." over and over again. We were all a bit scared.

A lot of interesting dreams lately.

Slept: 2:34 a.m.
Method:
- Intention: "I will remember my dream"
- Alarm 4, 6.5, 7 (should be 4.5, 6, 7.5, but I forgot), which makes it 0630, 0800, 0930.

Dream:

~0630:

Moki. Village. (unreadable scribbles)

0803:

Silay. People. Running. Everything is jumbled. Trees. Caroling.

- The world was ending or being taken over by these evil beings. I switched perspective a couple times to different people. First I was in a room with a time bomb and a couple other people, we had some sort of plan we were supposed to carry out. But there was a false fire alarm, and they all ran out and left me locked inside. It was a small room high up in a castle with a table, a bit of other furniture, a rug, and one open window. The bomb had a bit over 2 minutes left.

I looked out the window and saw the ground far below. I was directly above the front door. There were people flying everywhere as well as colourful magic swirling around. I saw my mom on the ground and yelled to her. She didn't hear me, and I yelled again. She looked up. I asked her if I could drop the bomb right down outside the window, because there was no one directly below me and I would die soon otherwise. She said no. I was like "okay...I love you...?" She turned away without speaking.

I laid face down on the floor, figuring it would explode any second. I was debating with myself whether it would be better to lay very close to the bomb or as far away as I could. I ended up settling around the middle. I knew in the back of my mind that I would switch to another person's perspective once I died, but I was hoping it wouldn't hurt too much. After laying there for a bit it didn't do anything, so I kind of forced it with my mind. I imagined the timer counting down the last couple seconds, then it exploded. I was flung through the air, through the wall and outside. I wanted to die on impact so I sort of forced it again by imagining myself smashing into the ground really hard. I felt a crunch but it didn't hurt.

Then I found myself in a room in a house with 2 rows of folding chairs against one wall that was supposedly like a ghetto movie theatre. I was with a couple people, and knew we'd been brought together because we'd all been hurt badly by this evil guy and forced to get high which was bad for some reason. We might have also been toys. There was a sort of Toy Story theme going on with this section. Anyway, others kept coming to us that he hurt as well. A talking baby came in. We had to go to her room nearby for some reason, and on the way she was asking if we were actually bad. I said no. Her room was very pink and dimly lit. We sat on the floor for a while and I comforted her, then carried her back to the chair room. There was some sort of discussion about getting a good seat jokingly, and someone said all the seats were bad.


- I had something wrong with my stomach or something and had to get some kind of surgery. While I was under anaesthetic I had a weird dream (in the dream) then woke up kind of disoriented and it was done. I had to take it easy for a while because it was sore, and also it made me suddenly gain 25 pounds. I looked in the mirror, I was wearing a yellow tank top and PJ pants (same as I went to bed in) but was quite a bit bigger, more than 25lbs bigger I'd say. I still remember the feeling, it felt really odd since I've always been around the same size. I was unhappy and thought of the upcoming lolita meet.

I'm very happy today - I get to update my LD count to 6. It was very short and remembered it when I woke up from it, but didn't write it down, because I was trying to WILD for 3 hours and this LD happend in a micro sleep somewhere in a midle of my effort. Then I forgot about it and I just remembered it almost 4 hours later. Imagine my surprise and my happiness

I slept from 12:30 am till 6:10am, got up for an hour and went back to bed to WILD.

So I'm walking down this town. It's an older, european town, especially to church tower I can see in the distance. I'm walking on a street level, but I see the town as a big 3D map, kinda in an angle infront of me. Then I think to myself that I would see better from birds eye view and raise my arms like a superman and without any effort I take off at an angle and fly over this town at very comfortable, leisurly pace. When I get up there, the beauty of the towns strikes me and I'm telling myself "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming" and feel the excitement build. [realized I'm dreaming while flying]

Then I woke up and continued my effort to recreate yesterday's incredible morning with great WILD elements.

[I have been playing GTA and I have been dreaming GTA for almost every night, but can't recall any specifics, untill today - I had a family business - ambulance services]- this was before my WBTB.

After WBTB - I was on a pleasure boat ride, that looked more like a simple fishing boat for 3-4 people, when we noticed it's filling up with water. Nobody got worried, but we started to make "floaties" for kids from pieces of wood and string. Then we realized, they are heavy and took them off to be used more as a flotation device - the one you just grab onto. Suddenly the boat is bigger and I'm still inside, just now making my way out and as I do, I can feel the boat is tilting more and more. I'm not worried, I know I'll get out ok and no one else was left inside, so I don't feel bad.

I had another topless dream last night where I was not wearing a shirt but holding an armful of paper towels in front of me to cover myself. Yeah...if I would just remember to RC I would double the rate of my LDs.

I had some vampire dreams last night. My memory is bad. But I remember one guy who was a vampire liked me and wanted to have a relationship. He seemed to be a fairly nice guy, as far as vampires went. But I was the Slayer. The guy was so incredibly charming. But it was my duty to kill him. What to do....

Another dream....some guy on a broomstick was trying to attack me. But I was pretending that I thought he was my best friend. It seemed to throw him off. At the end of this dream I was flying around and laying on the celing of this indoor stadium place.

I had another vampire dream. It was the one where I was topless. I don't remember details, except there was another nice looking charming guy who was a vampire.

The first normal dream was with me participating in a running contest around a track, and it was pretty fun. I took first place.

In the second dream, me and my uncle were in a car, I was driving. We were on a road trip to Britain. It was a really cool dream, so many sights to see. Once we reached Britain I had to switch my car to the wrong side of the road, silly English laws. Soon after we ended up going to Iceland, and there we saw a sign "8km to Indonesia" so we went there. We passed great mountains and huge waterfalls.
In Indonesia, I saw a bar. We both went inside and I ordered a shot of whiskey and the "bar's special tart" which was a small pastry filled with whipped cream and berries. It cost 50€.
The bar's owner left and ran to a nearby hill, where he met up with some guerrillas who outfitted two cars with miniguns and rocket launchers. They came back together and told us that we were hostages.
The bar was at the edge of a lake. Two helicopters came flying towards us on the lake, they wanted to save us from the Indonesian guerrillas. The bartender said "Minigun #1, aim and fire!" One of the miniguns turned and started blasting the helicopters, I saw the co-pilot take a hit and die, and the helicopters also fired at the guerrillas. Both helicopters ended up crashing in the lake and one of the minigun jeeps was destroyed.
Then one of the guerrillas shouted, "Is that a P-51?" I looked at the sky and there was a P-51 fighting with a jet aircraft, it was really vivid too like the rest of the dream. They did loops and turns and scissors and barrel rolls trying to shoot eachother down, eventually the jet fighter (looked like a P-38 with jets instead of propellors) managed to shoot the P-51 as it stalled.
And I woke up.

Jag är i ett medeltida ställe och n¨gon vill visa mig en grej, vid en damm i en stad. Där sitter tre människor och den ena säger något om aids och fisk. De försöker fånga. Jag är en wood elf. Sen kollar jag på från sidan- Dyker ner i vattnet och en av människorna är gamla. I vattnet flyter det runt tre huvuden. Jag/bosmern förvandlar ansiktena till unga, ocg de som fångars ansikten också. Det är deras fruar som dött som flyter rrunt där. Mannen som dykt ner under ytan ser förvånad ut. Men jag dödar honom med magin. Nu är jag en iakttagare. Mördaren reser sig ur vattnet och börjar springa i turbo fart. Men en annan person kan också göra det och jagar. Bort i skogen, den jagade säger att han kan skogen. Up för ett stenigt berg. Jag stannar ich säger att jag är oskyldig för att ge lite tid. Hattmakaren sitter vid en smelter typ. Han har en liten hatt ich ett par små skor bredvid sig. Sen kommer fler folk. MOrgan Freeman i Robin Hood. Det spelar musik av Morgan och en till. Morgan Freeman spelar saxofonliknande instrument som låter annorlumda.

Teknik: Mild (wbtb genom mild)

Tid: 8.5 timmar (7 timmar plus 1.5)


Dröm:
Jag kollar på Linas blogg där hon skriver massa skit om mig, att jag itne är en man och så. EN buld på mig och WIlliam när vi var små på Borgis. Jag går til Anna och Pappa som kollar på Simpsons. I det avsnittet är Homer till en börja jättfet. Sen bygger två aliens en robotdräkt åt honom för att han sa vara starkast. Den är röd och gul. Han river massa byggnader i en stad hur enkelt som helst. Han försöker slå vad med en person om att riva en jättehög byggnad. Personen som äger den tycker att det är befängt. Nu har jag tagit Homers plats. Jag går in i byggnaden och börjar klättra på skåpen tills jag hittar en bättre väg. (Det är som ett high school inklusive elever) Lisa är tillsammans med en douchebag. Men hon kommer för att krama mig ändå. Jag säger att hon är gullig men hon säger att jag inte ska säga så, då kallar jag henne för ett ägg. Hnnes kille skrattar. Nåon, typ Barack Obama pratar om att fylla ut Sydamerika för att östkusten ska nå västkusten. Någon säger att inte alla nationer delar samma valuta är som ett parti finns i sjön. Nu gör jag och Lisa lite sexuella saker. Sen blir ajg inkastad på en toalett. Alla hurrar, Seth rogen tar min plats och får ett bj drömmen avslutas med något i stil med en ebskrivning hur han fick ett bj.


Anteckningar

I tried 1800mcg of vitamin B-12 before bed last night. However, I did not get to sleep until late, and I had to take other medication for a cough that I have. I only remember one dream, which was kind of vivid but my recall is poor.

Bleeding disease

I am watching some people doing something. One guy has a terrible disease, which is contageous. Still, he spends time with his wife, and other people. He and his wife are sitting at a table in a restaraunt, and the "camera" focuses on the wife. There is something significant about the way that she scratches her leg, and I realize that she is getting the disease. I then see the guy, who is bleeding from his mouth. His mouth is filling with blood, and I know that this is part of the disease. The disease causes people to bleed everywhere, until they dissolve and die. Where the woman is itching, I know that she will start bleeding.

In another scene, the man has gone to visit Sherlock Holmes. They are talking, and I think the man is now bleeding from his eyes. Holmes finds out what is going on, but is he able to stop it before he himself is killed? His fingers begin to itch, and soon he is bleeding from his fingertips.