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So just joined, yay me. Last two days I've been reading on this site. Last night I did the whole "When I wake up I'll remember my dream." Thing and it worked pretty good. I remember 4 diffrent scenerios, not sure is some were the same dream and just morphed into something new. Anyways they are pretty scettchy. First one was about someone I was helping decorate cake (I'm a cake decorator) and for whatever reason they were slimy. Then another one I was running my my brother because he was trying to kill everyone, and looking for me. Then another one there was a cow that was getting castrated and an old friend from elementary school and I was stuck in the pen with it. My friend was wearing arm things to help him walk, dont know why. Then the last one I was in a big house/building and was going through the rooms and halways and there were those quarter machines where you get little toys from. and thats about it. I hope to have the same kinda luck tonight!

I was home alone with my dog Sam. I believe it was night, but possibly early in the morning. My dog shot me a frightened glance, and I saw two burglars entering through the door from our garage into our house. I instinctively reached for the steak knife, but one of them grabbed my arm. (Here I realize I am dreaming, maybe because I see my hand. Dream loses much vividness, most likely due to excitement.) Now excited, a quote from tauren chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof (Warcraft reference) somehow enters my mind. " I've been... expecting you." I say, and stab the both simultaneously with knifes. (Interesting, because I remember them stopping me from grabbing the knives, maybe I conjured them?). From here, I lose almost all vividness and control, and wake up.

This is my first entry. I believe it was lucid, since I was aware, but the dream was not very vivid at all. Nonetheless, seems like a decent start.

Hanging out at my house and a python slithers in when I open the door for a second. The animals all get excited. I ask my wife if we can keep this python and she tells me that we probably won't be able to keep it for long because our dogs will kill it. April's mom and her little rat terrier missy is also hanging out. Missy is barking because she is afraid that the snake will eat her.

April takes me to see a divorce lawyer where we discuss who would get our boat if we ever got divorced. It makes me very mad that we visit a divorce lawyer. She tries to convince me that in no way does it mean that we are going to get divorced but I am less sure. I go out to the dock to look at our boat (in real life we don't have a boat). While I am there I make plans to bomb it.

*sigh*. Once again , no dreams recalled.

I and a bunch of other people (20-25) are sitting around a large square table. We go around the table and each person has to share some sort of artwork. Most people display their photography, paintings, or film. It is all visible on a screen to my left.

I'm talking to an old high school teacher who warns me if I go outside I will get in big trouble. There seems to be a riot outside so I check it out and end up on a roof where someone throws a pair of my own boxers at me. My teachers sees me and tells me to come with him. This agitates me because there were many other people rioting and I got singled out. I told him I was only outside to get my boxers and that was all but he wasn't buying it. I walk with him through what seems to be a college campus (College unknown) to face my punishment which is also unknown. The inside of the building (or at least the floor I was on) is a small grocery/convenience store. My teacher leaves me on this floor to do something at this point. I then realize that the iPod in my pocket was not my own but an old beat up iPod touch. I instantly know who switched my own iPod with a crappy old one and confront the person in the store. I go on to tell him that my iPod had my name on the back and I force him to take the iPod he has out and sure enough it is mine. This angers the guy and he starts chasing me but a police officer or guard of some sort stops him. Many people are watching this whole event within the store. My teacher from earlier then busts in from the stairwell soaking wet with a group of people and a fire hose. He starts blasting the wall with water for some reason and I realize that I can just leave the store and hope he forgets that I was ever in trouble. I then woke up.

I had set my alarm for 5:30 AM (6.5 hours of sleep) and drank a bottle of apple juice before falling back asleep into this dream.

I WILDed and found myself in my room. I went up to my closet and slid it open, expecting to find the Frost Giant. I only saw my cloths. I tried it again and got the same results. The third time I tried I closed my eyes and walked in but tripped on a box. I went to another closet and tried to teleport through it again, this time I saw the exact contents of my closet in real life. I stopped. I looked around, I looked at an object looked away and looked back and it had the exact same detail. I remember it being a stain glass picture of Cuzco, from a movie I watched. I was amazed and asked my self how dream could recreate all this stuff so well. I walked into my moms room and for the first time in a lucid came up to a mirror. I looked normal, no scary image ,like people often expect. I phased through the glass, trying to teleport to the Frost Giant and wound up in an alternate reality. My right arm become left and left right, everything got flipped. I felt that this was my symbolic reality, if I changed my negative attitude about things and overcame my anger issues. The house was big and had expensive ornate decorations. I went to my room and tried closet teleportation again. It didn't work and I saw a bunch of books piled high up behind my cloths. I got the feeling that this meant I would prosper and gain understanding. I wanted out of this reality so badly, I couldn't handle the truth. I phased through a mirror no bigger than my head and found myself in a place I never saw before. I decided to use an airplane to get to the north pole and wondered if I would stay asleep long enough to get there. I asked an old lady where the plane to north pole was and she led me to a platform that was going to take me to the Frost Giant. The old lady got on and I saw Yoda. The Flat plane took off faster than anything I could fly on my own with, it knocked me down with its speed. I saw a snowy landscape, knowing I was getting close. I saw scary wolf monsters below me. I got the feeling I had developed enough power to fight them from afar. I looked down at my foot and saw three long toes that worked like a hand. I used my foot to build up energy. I then hurled a ball of pure energy that I could only sense but couldn't see at the wolf. In an instant the wolf blew up as if I threw a grenade. I used the "force" and Yoda looked at me oddly. I got exited because I was going to see the frost giant. The dream ended.
I was upset when I awoke, the dream ended to soon.

My partner for our school project edited our Wiki page. It looked awesome. All of the pictures fit perfectly and there was a ton of information.

Dream 1

I am in a hotel room with my roommate, someone else, and Millsap. We are hanging out and talking and I am paying attention to Millsap. He is wearing these jean shorts and he starts to stick his down them. He then laughs and says "haha I am sticking my hand down my pants while we are all talking."

No one says anything, and I turn to my roommate, who is now making the bed or something. His back is turned to me but he wearing blue.

Then the whole room starts to shake, and apparently we are catapulting through space. Our hotel room is being transported to a new location. About 20 seconds later, I change perspective and see the hotel room flying through this desert city in the shape of a truncated cone. It lands in this circular port by a lot of tall buildings. The scenery reminds me of total recall....

When it lands, my perspective shifts back to first person, and I see this big poster for a tan guy who looks like he has a 20 pack of abs. I try not to think of him, but this struggle causes me to change location. I am teleported into a workout studio and I can see outside this birght window to watch the poster-guy without a shirt and this girl walking down some pavement to get to the door to the studio. I think of course he is working out and wonder if I could ever get that jacked.

Dream 2

I am in the wrestling room, basically by myself. I start working out on my own by doing this ab workout where you lie on your back and bring your toes to your butt while lifting up and touching them with your fingers. I do this maybe ten times, then realize that there are four guys sitting behind me talking and laughing.

I change ab workout and start doing crunches so I can turn and face them. It's, of course, four other guys who were on the team with me, Dalt Jack Demars and fourth guy. As coach walks by, I'm the only one doing crunches. He looks at me and then looks at the other guys while he is still walking and says "you guys are working hard" to the four stationary people. Dalt says "I know" and coach keeps on walking with a slight smirk on his face. He says something like "Good. You'll only be quitting yourself."

As I continue to do my crunches, I can see my legs are bare and there are these gnats or flies accumulating right over my head. They start to get pretty numerous and annoying but I don't try to brush them away, I get woken up by an alarm.

Short fragments here.
My two grandmas were both over, and giving me gifts. I remember something about a pan, which I put in the hallway ontop of a pile of seed. My other grandma got jealous of the attention. I then got given trivia, which was in candy wrappers, in the back room of my house, where we had set up a glass table and some seats (realistic). The candy confused me thoroughly, and I had to think about what was inside, until I decided that the trivia was small pieces of paper rolled up very tightly and wrapped up. I should have RC'd and would have had a lucid. Need more awareness.

I had to go to some kind of funeral with my family, and had to wear a suit. I remember not feeling as sad as I should have, and I felt like I would be judged about it. Dad specifically got me a new black 'waxed' tie, (waterproof?) but apparently it was a 'die of death', and that was the impression people got (fits funeral theme?).

I remember seeing my ex girlfriend Chelsea, who I haven't dreamed about in a couple of weeks. We were friends, apparently, and I made a reference to how long it had been since we'd talked and bumped her. She seemed quite happy. When this happened, I was walking through a parking lot, I think to leave the funeral. It reminded me a lot of a shopping centre carpark, but surrounded by green forest on all sides. I kept talking to my dad and family as we walked. I remember seeing my other ex, Jemima in the back of a 4wd, but the boot door had been replaced with a window. She was in a small pink room, surrounded by candles, with one of the old style lightbulbs, and posters on the wall. I don't remember the expression on her face, but she radiated some sort of feeling, because I clearly remember this moment.

As we left, I walked down a small path, and ended up on a grassy path through the jungle, a lot like my friend's back yard but with more 'jungle'. I ran into Jeremy & Cameron, and we talked. Jeremy had just got a new suit, it was really nice. Cameron was wearing his shiny suit. I don't remember what I said to them. Cameron was on Jeremy's left, and I approached from Cameron's side (or the other way around, I'm not sure.)

This dream was enormous, I'm so annoyed I only remember parts of it! I wish these dreams would piece together, I'm sure my subconcious is working on SOMETHING.
The dream was based around trying to find people who were extremely skilled at dreaming. I remember being at a pool table with an older man, Rob, from my hockey team. I recognise the room now, but I'm not sure from where. He had what appeared to be some sort of coral or a clam, which was the shape of an ocarina. It bit down on the pool cue, and he pushed on it and broke it, and this surprised me, it somehow showed he had great skill

I clearly remember being in a restaurant, with one of my closer friends. We were definitely seeking training from something powerful, but I don't remember any details. I didn't see Jeremy or Brooke either, who I was planning on having a shared dream with.

The dream ended at night, when one of the people I go to school with, Dylan was going to through out a tennis ball he had found, which was covered in some sort of chemical which made it glow. He ended up throwing it into a pond, and the glow spread.

Throughout the dream I believe I was trying to wake up, but I just didn't quite get far enough. If I had RC'd at any point I would have had a clear and vivid lucid.

Me and some friends were walking home after a night out (dream sign of a party) we had a few guys behind us quite big lads too, one of my friends shouts stuff at them and i say "shh shut up you idiot", one of the guys from the group of lads starts shoutin "fucking comon then" holding a plastic yellow tennis racket out with his other mates, i realised i had 2 rackets myself and turned around like "calm down mate he didnt mean it hes drunk" (dream sign fighting)
One of the lads started hitting my mate with his racket so i smashed my rackets into his head and said "run" to everyone, we started to sprint away from this gang, they caught up to us and they started to beat up my friends, i grabbed one of them and said run away quick. I shouted "stop this" and they carried on fighting - it was really dark on a field and i felt my anger raging inside me, i charged energy onto my hands and fired a massive beam of energy into the sky which lit up the whole field and drowned out any noise. everyone stopped and looked at me as i charge my energy again and said "stop this fighting now" then i realised i was dreaming and said "omg im dreaming"
I went lucid but barely - only enough to stop people fighting for my own benefit i then lost lucidity - can't remember the rest of the dream.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

An old version of Judy Garland and an older man were in a hotel room. The hotel room was lit a little dimly, and the light had a slightly orange tinge to it. Garland sat in a nice, big chair, and the old man sat in a similar chair about a meter and a half away.

The old man was apparently interviewing Garland. I kept seeing Garland's face in close up, as if my view were the camera's view. Garland had her hair done in pigtails, kind of like she had it as Dorothy in Wizard of Oz, but a little scraggly and awry. Garland's face was skinny and kind of wrinkled. But overall she carried herself with a lot of dignity.

Garland started saying that she needed or that she wanted to do a couple of things. The old man interrupted the interview either to get something for Garland or to let her do whatever she needed to do.

It struck me that the old man acted kind of effeminate, but also kind of classy. He was obviously Garland's friend, but her kind of acted like her servant as well. He might have taken the task of being Garland's friend a little too seriously.

Dream #2

Some kind of documentary. There were a lot of shots at night of groups of decent-looking, transvestites. They were all kind of skinny and dressed in evening wear. Some even wore tiaras. They were all kind of acting rowdy, like rebels or like punks.

The documentary explained that these transvestites had joined together into a rock band as part of some plan to invade the rock world. They got into some big rock event, possibly a punk rock event, that had been full of kind of conventional acts, and they caused some sort of a scene.

But apparently, over time, the transvestite rock band got really famous. There were scenes, all night scenes, again, of girls chasing the rock band's cars around.

There was one particular guy in the group that was very popular. But he was also really depressive. There was one scene of him, probably in a dressing room, when he was all done up like a woman. He looked nice enough, but he was just so terribly depressed that it was messing up his act.

In another scene, the guy was out in a car at night, in the backseat with another person, being driven along some huge driveway in front of a large building like a mansion or a museum or a state building. The guy was only halfway done up like a girl. His hair was only halfway set in some kind of 80s style, so it looked like he'd just woken up. His face had make-up on, but his face still looked, not just masculine, but completely exhausted.

As he was being driven away, there was a pack of girls chasing the car, trying to get into the car. The guy just kept screaming, "Leave me alone! Can't you leave me alone?"

At some point there was a really aggressive girl who kept pounding on the window. It seemed less like she was infatuated with the guy and more like she actually wanted to hurt him, or at least intimidate him, let him know she hated him.

Dream #3

I was in some busy part of town, with a lot of people on the sidewalk. A lot of the stores seemed to be open to the street, like booths, but they were the size of regular small shops.

I walked past one shop which was a tattoo parlor. There were two guys or two girls who looked kind of like guys working there. They wore black jeans and black t-shirts, and their arms were covered in tattoos.

I thought out what I would tell my friend H, who loves tattoos. I would tell her, "See? There's a tattoo shop with pretty interesting people right here. And you never even looked for it. You were too afraid. But look! It's even right next to the Japanese restaurant you like to go to!"

I passed the Japanese restaurant that H and I have gone to a couple times.