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I was back home in FL, Amelia Island.
And I was with someone, I'm not sure who, and we were back in the most beautiful forest area on the island, sight seeing, the gold sunset coming through the trees, and talking about the environment.

Then the second half of my dream; I was driving in a vehicle by myself around the town and then came across some new building I wasn't familiar of, then I remember it fast forwarding to me sniping off a roof, at night, at a couple people.

It didn't seem to be a nightmare, thankfully.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in the hallway of my apartment buidling. I was at the other end of the hallway from my apartment. There were two black boys, one kind of tall, both probably in their early to mid teens. One of the boys saw me and wanted to do something disrespectful to me, so he spit in the hallway, near the top of the stairwell going down.

I was now in my doorway, yelling at a few adults, who were also all black. I asked why people needed to keep doing this kind of stuff, not only to me, but to the whole apartment.

Somehow a really big, thuggish-looking adult possibly dressed in a red hooded sweatshirt, black bubble vest, backwards cap, and slightly tinted eyeglasses began to beat me up. He pounded and pounded on me until I was lying on the floor. Something may have been really wrong with my left shoulder, as if the man had almost torn it off.

But I may possibly still have stood up after this to run after one or two of the adults who were now walking away, down the hallway. I told them that I wasn't going to stop complaining just because of what they'd done to me.

Dream #2

I was out on some lawn which may have been surrounded by some kind of small building, like a wide villa. It was a kind of pale, slightly overcast day.

I had possibly done something bad, and now some woman possibly wanted to get me in trouble for it. The woman may have been a few years older than I, with a kind of thin, rough-looking face, pale blue eyes, and very short, red hair.

The woman was really taunting me. I finally felt so threatened that I grabbed the woman by her ankles, swung her around, and threw her up in the air. She went pretty high, then she landed. She seemed injured. But now I just wanted to kill her. So I lifted her back up, spun her around, and slammed her back down to the ground. I did this a few times, until the woman had been smashed so much that she was finally dead.

During the last few throws, I saw that there were two men watching me from a porch. On the woman's last fall, her body bounced up onto the porch, then actually tumbled down into a smallish, plastic cooler that was full of ice and sodas. I slammed the lid down on the cooler.

The guys were still staring at me. One was younger. The other was very old. They both looked kind of grizzled and wore worn old clothes and cowboy hats.

I thought I'd impress them somehow, so I opened up the cooler and pulled out a Dr. Pepper. I sat it on the porch and made some weird comment about how the woman's body had become a Dr. Pepper and how it would taste so great to drink because of that.

The men "told" me that I had killed the woman because I didn't want her to tell on me and get me in trouble, but that now the police knew the woman had been killed, and I'd be getting in even more trouble. I should probably get out of here before the police came around.

I agreed. I started taking body parts out of the cooler. But the body parts, mostly just a bunch of shapeless chunks of meat, were all inside of white paper bags from Wendy's. I sat the bags up on the porch. I asked the men if they would hide the body parts for me, so that the police wouldn't find them.

I was now leaving. The two men were sitting in a room back from the porch. The room was dim. The two men sat side by side, with their backs to the wall opposite the doorway. As I walked away, on the lawn, I asked the men if we would still be able to cook the woman's body parts and eat them like a hamburger. The men said that we would be able to do it.

"In fact," the older man said, "You've already eaten a hamburger made out of humans."

I thought back and realized, with surprise, that the man was right. There was a man just a while back. His body had been turned into a hamburger, and I had been fed his meat without even knowing it! I had been tricked into cannibalism!

I was now in some bathroom that looked like an outhouse or a bathroom that you might see at a camp in the woods. I was in a stall. I kept coughing and pulling meat out of my mouth. The meat was yellowish and looked kind of like fish or curried chicken. It had the texture of fish. I had apparently not yet swallowed any of this meat. I hadn't even chewed it very much.

I think I vaguely recalled two dreams tonight. I'm fully aware that I dreamed 3-4 dreams in total tonight, but I only recall one vividly, and one extremely vaguely. Worth to note that I was slightly drunk when I went to bed, and I was really tired as it was quite late. I also began practicing awareness training during the day.

All I remember of the first dream is that I was making some kind of potato dish with slices of apple in it. That's literally all I remember.

The second dream is a lot more vivid. I dreamed about my stepdad and my step-granddad.

Kjell (step-granddad) was apparently entering some kind of competition, and needed to borrow my calculator and my glasses. He was extremely nervous, and wasn't really acting like he usually does. I recall standing in a hallway and looking at him and knowing that he was nervous. My stepdad was there aswell, and was driving with him to this event. Shortly after they left though, they came back. The event had apparently been cancelled, and kjell seemed extremely relieved about it. When they came he acted just like he normally does again. I noticed that they were back because I heard something by my balcony door (I'm in my own apartment now, suddenly), and I look out to see my stepdad drawing something on it from the outside. I looked at it, but it appeared to be just scribbles to me. He was drawing with a lead pencil. After he had finished drawing that, he started drawing something on my clothing, but quickly realized it didn't work too well and stopped.

Then he asked if he could borrow my hammer, which I let him have. He apparently needed it to build something with an unidentified dream character. I sat there and talked to them for a while and watched them as they were building the device while playing around with the hammer when they weren't using it. Apparently the head of the hammer was twistable, and it was very rusty.

That's all I remember. I'm aware that I had more dreams tonight, but I can't recall anything about them.

I ended up taking a nap from 1AM-3:30AM.

I had a dream that was a combination of the "Gimsons" (Simpsons) and Family Guy but I couldn't remember the name of Family Guy, so in a later dream I was arguing with people (?) about it and I lost the dream because of it lol So, who knows what all that was supposed to be about

In another dream, I watched a series of events unfold where something at a dining room table caught on fire and fell onto something else (a spoon, I think) which landed on another thing and made an alarm clock go off. I then watched (in first and 3rd person) as an Asian woman walked through a lot of different rooms to get to the back of the house. For some reason, the cops were called. They asked her if she understood what "A Beautiful Mind" was about.. that the man KNEW things (mathematically) and didn't have to go through the motions like she was (paraphrasing- can't remember the exact words anymore). She then went on to explain herself, which I've also forgotten.

The next thing I recall is being on a bridge... no, under a bridge. There were work trucks and stuff on top of the bridge which I guess, wasn't a bridge at all but some sort of dock or loading station or ??? Another series of events unfolded. The bridge splits in half and the vehicles started falling off. Everyone starts running, but their struck and killed by the vehicles. A woman is knocked out so some blond-haired guy picks her up and starts running with her. They're grazed by something, though and the woman falls into the water. She's floats next to a pillar and I keep hoping she'll wake up, but she doesn't and drowns.
There was a conversation going on between the people before the bridge collapsed, but I've forgotten it.

In another dream, I found an enormously fat man using my shower. I give him a towel and everyone starts talking. My family (not real family, "I" wasn't in the dream) loved him. My dream husband loved him so much, he wanted the man to stay with us. The fat man had lots of problems with his mom and supposed friends, so hubby starts calling people from the guys cellphone and telling them they were through.
I put on the mans pants (?!) and disguised myself as a man and went outside for a walk. But as I walked, I remembered how badly the fat man smelled and I couldn't believe I was wearing his clothes.
When I returned home, the man had vanished. He returned to his mom thanks to my hubby's calls lol
There was some reference in the dream to "feeling my man-titties" lol but I don't recall the context.

In another dream, a cat made itself split in two so one half could suck on (eat) my 18 yo sons face and the other could suck on his leg. I plied the creature off of him, but then tried to joke about it with my son, saying "See how much this cat loves you? It tore itself in half." He laughed then walked off. Then I talked to him about something I had seen on TV about a "water cat" which does the same thing, but I concluded our cat isn't aquatic and is much too large to be related.

I recall a snippet about flying, something about GPS in a car and still getting lost and a hotel conference. But I've forgotten the details of those.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

From the night before last

A friend of mine from waking life was with me. (He was someone I had feelings of being in love with which had been returned to a tentative extent. It was not explored more than mentally and somewhat emotionally. The timing was not right for ethical reasons. We explored each others’ minds, to the extent I could at that time and it was exhilarating.)

We were outside, in the large front area of an old looking house. The house had perhaps that pinky colored brick (which inspires me with a deep feeling of beauty in waking life) used on two ends to create rounded walls, like they were slightly punched out of the house like columns, their windows facing us. Something about that shape was important. I felt a connection to family past.

Outside, where we were, was beautiful and warm. Like a cool summer day at sunset, when the colors are deep and warm and have the feint feeling of being lit from the inside. We were standing under an umbrella-ing tree. The greens and oranges and browns infused around and through us, as if it was a time when the smells come alive to flow slowly through the warm air.

There was some specific reason (the architecture, I think) that he didn’t like it. I told him I thought houses like these were beautiful! Told him about when I’d been in another one like it, I think with family, and how wonderful it was. Though I didn't feel angry or scared, the feeling of my awareness of his (sometimes pushy) tendency to criticize was with me.

I was exuberant about the love I’d experienced in that house, though I could feel something darker inside this particular, extraordinarily similar house as we stood outside. I didn’t feel very threatened by the darkness, more just aware and happily reliving parts of the joyful memories inside the other house. The memories were infused with a sense of family and connection and freedom of expression. Curious, I want to call it almost doula-like love with a lot of feminine energy.

I am skipping one massively awesome lucid dream to record this one. The one I'm skipping for the time being I recorded onto audio and will be documented here or elsewhere at a later time. The reason being, it is personal, and it is finally evidence of attempted fulfillment of my lucid task from April 2010: recollection of suppressed dream memories while in a lucid dream.

The following lucid dream occurred without supplements:

I emerged from blackness by opening my cellar door.

I clearly remember seeing the corner of the cellar door appear from darkness as I swung it open into the light of the garage. I stepped out and looked around. It was nearly identical to the way it looked over a decade ago. My grandfathers old brown Cadillac was parked there. I instantly knew "this is a dream!" I thought: this is very realistic and I won't be able to forget this moment.

I decided to fly out of my garage to look for something interesting to get into. With ease I lifted into the air and flew up the stairs. When I reached the door I told myself "Fly through it, this is a dream and I don't need to turn the knob." I flew into the middle and everything just went dark -I didn't emerge from the other side. I backed up and decided to fly under the door instead, which worked with perfect ease.

I flew through the entry hall and under the crack of the front door outside. I zoomed into the air about 15-ft and down the front walkway. When I reached the street I started to head down the block. When I passed my next door neighbors house I paused to think about if I wanted to explore it or not. I decided not to, on account of the fact that I did so in another lucid dream recently (Blackbird Flying).

The house looked inviting and cooler than in real life. There were lots of lights on inside, and some looked futuristic. I noticed my reflection as I started to fly away. It was not human. I appeared to be a wispy tan cloud with two glimmering blue star points of light representing my eyes.

I started to accelerate away from the house when I had an annoying thought... I have "900-things" to get ready for work Monday. I can't just fly away until they are ready... (Things get very hazy and I woke up shortly after this.)

What a disappointment to loose this extreme level of lucidity to anxiety vaguely related to a large work assignment.

What I'm talking about isn't a dream I had. It's an entry from my daily journal that, I guess, I really want to share. I didn't want to make it a thread, because it sort of is like a dream. I dream that one day we may understand eachother. I hope it makes sense, because really that is the point. It's actually something I shouldn't have to feel upset about. I feel it's like common sense, but that isn't alway so common either.So, feel free to comment. I'd love to hear some opinions, otherwise, enjoy my rant.

Quite honestly, I don't think I want to marry someone who doesn't understand, not for lack of the ability, but just because this person does not want to understand anything. Obviously, this person doesn't know how to communicate or what it is, maybe. How can you communicate with someone without understanding? You can't. They both need each other to exist. Someone explains something, whether it be knowledge or feelings, and the other person, first, acknowledges what that person has to say, then trys to understand, empathize, sympathize with those ideas and this leads to understanding. Why wouldn't one try to relate to another? Especially someone that is close to that person. I know that there are exceptions. That there are things that aren't worth understanding, and things that are impossible to understand, and things that aren't meant to be understood. But isn't it human nature to try, at least. Maybe it's not important to some people. Okay, I get that. But maybe they just don't know how important it is to be able to communicate and relate to others. Without communication, where would we be? Probably some place much darker and just worse than it already is. Everything starts with communication.

Non-Lucid


The second DJ entry today, as I didn't have time to enter them last weekend. This dream was as cool as the previous and surprisingly clear for a non-lucid.

The dream started just after the action; me and my classmates had been taken prisoner as slaves by some strange folk. I wasn't that worried at the beginning; we could always escape after a while since we weren't dead yet. But then one of the strange folk told me they killed their slaves after 31 days. They were still having a little conference about which slave would be assigned to who. While they were doing that they let us walk around freely.

I was thinking about escaping now, now they were all busy deliberating about us, but that probably wouldn't be a good idea, not this soon after capture. I figured it would be the best to play our role for a while. They didn't seem all to smart and the perimeters not too well guarded. If we would gain their trust (which seemed to be easy to do) we could just walk away in the middle of the night and leave them unaware of what happened. But to make this work, I had to make sure none of my classmates would take a run for it too soon.

So I looked for some classmates I trusted and told them about my plan and told them to spread the word around the rest. I just told that when all of us were told to get in line. We were each assigned to a different master and I was worried for a second this would make it hard to tell everybody about the plan, but as we all walked towards the line we got close to each other well out of hearing distance for the others, so we could spread the word even more easily.

We got in line and got assigned to different masters, but everybody went inside of the largest building around, and when I got assigned my master went there too. The inside of the building looked like a conference hall, and indeed a large chair standing on a podium was filled by the biggest and fattest of the strange tribe. I have no idea what he started yapping about next, but after listening for a while I realised he was talking Ancient Greece. Because I know a few words of Ancient Greece (it was one of my school subjects for half a year) I tried asking him something.

Too bad though, the dream ended there, so I never heard his answer or had a chance to try my daring escape.

Non-Lucid


I haven't remembered any dreams for a while and I didn't have the time to post the two I remembered last weekend, so I'll post both of them today. The first one was pretty cool, even though it wasn't a lucid dream.

When the dream began I was crawling through a ventilation shaft. After some crawling I found myself in a room with a staircase leading to an attic. There were five people in the room, busy cleaning up. I assumed they were janitors and I sneaked upstairs, trying to remain out of view. I failed miserably though, as one of them spotted me and went upstairs, following me.

When he got upstairs he grabbed a broom that was standing against the nearest wall and thrust it at me. I dodged it, took a quick step towards him, grabbed his left arm and flung him around and let go, smashing him into a pile of cardboard boxes.

He didn't appear out of the stack again but then the other four came upstairs. Because there were four of them against one of me in a cramped space like this, I was in the advantage. I kept throwing them in each other's path, hindering them alot but they kept on coming. Then they got out of the way and surrounded me in a square as large as possible, and the first janitor crawled out of the pile of now wrecked boxes again.

He started fighting me again, the others doing nothing but keeping me from running away. He was much tougher than the last time when I easily threw him aside so when I first grabbed him and tried to toss him aside he almost threw me away instead. The fight lasted quite some time but neither of us was able to get the advantage over the other. At the end I got tired of fighting and broke through the protective circle, throwing two of the other janitors aside. I leapt into another ventilation shaft before they could chase me. After some more crawling through the ventilation shafts I woke up.

Gah! Recall sucks. xD
I only remember that the overall dream setting was dark and in some underground cathedral. I can only recall being with a bunch of people before a giant monster sprang up from the center of the room and attacked everyone. I think it used psychic powers to life us up or something.
Other than that I can recall anything else.

One word: Stress!
Even on the weekends I've been stressed out. It feels terrible; always worrying about how your grades will come out, what will happen if you fail the AP exam, and if you can get into the college you want or not. Ehhh.. :/

So apparently what I have been having lately are vivid, and now as recently as last night, spontaneous lucid dreams. Both dreams drain me and I do not feel like I am getting alot of sleep. However with the lucid dreams, I kept waking up and then going back to sleep just to continue dreaming again hoping I could change things. Nothing changed, all I did was extend the dream and then entered the appearance of a man who I am now calling my "soul mate". This is also where I believe my shared dream experience started.

Here's how my dream the night of April 16-17 started: It was a nightmare type scene incorporating some of my usual scenery:

• the ocean, usually with wild with tsunami-like waves approaching inland
• a building with basement apartments and the higher ones having balconies facing the ocean
• the presence of people trying to hunt me down when I am hiding in an apartment (or in other cases I will be in a house and people will be trespassing and trying to steal what I have for their survival)

Aside from those usual events/views, this dream added a whole new twist. I was in a hotel instead of an apartment building. Again, there were rooms at a basement level. I start realizing this was a dream around this point as I said in my dream, "great, I have been here before, now what do I have to face?" Well, boy did I bring on a challenge! Characters came out of the woodworks to befriend, then betray me, actors and actresses were my friends, at one point we were even filming a movie, then it turned sour. The waves starting picking up near this hotel which was on a hill right on the ocean. There were open structures with high beams and above ground walkways as part of the hotel facility. I was confronted by a team of "Charlie's Angels" type women who kept coming after me with intent to kill me. But interestingly enough, one of them took the seducing approach to try to kill me and we even had a lesbian experience, hahaha! But that was before I got rid of her when I knew what her agenda was. So, one by one I cleverly outsmarted them and didn't use one weapon. Then, when I was really exhausted and starting to get really scared as the daylight passed and the night fell. I started feeling nervous as I was anticipating who was going to come after me next.

Soon after, my "soul mate" lovingly comes to my "rescue" and says all the right things, like: "I was searching for you, I am here, we're going to be OK, etc.". I felt so safe in his arms and can vividly recall the warmth of his slightly hairy chest as he hugged me with a sincere feeling of commitment, faith, hope, strength, and love. From there, we battled whatever we had to and he took the lead in taking me out of my nightmare. However, where we ended up next was crazy! The next thing I know we start out on top of these slides, bouncing off objects like we were marbles going through an obstacle course. As soon as we got there, we didn't have to speak to each other, because I just knew... this was "his" nightmare. Right before our journey I even said aloud, "damn-it, now we have to face your nightmare... OK, we can do it." So there we went on a wild ride down slides, with weird tunnels, amusement park lights flashing throughout, and sometime after that I just woke up.

Now this isn't the first time I have dreamed of this "soul mate". In fact I can remember that he has made 2 other appearances in 2011. I see his body type on the larger side, at least 5'11, darker short hair, partial facial hair, white skin, and of course to me, he felt like home. He always does. It's as if we BOTH have been waiting to find each other, but somehow we meet in this dream world, always battling or investigating something together to bring out the truth about something.

Something else just occurred to me that may be of importance to note... In the second of part of the dream where we are in "his" nightmare, I also realize that I have had this nightmare myself. The "decor" of the slides/tunnels/bouncing objects, etc. looked differently (this time it was all in the color brown, where in my nightmares it is full of circus type colors and lights). In any event, I state that this may be important, because I said it was "his" nightmare, but it is also one of my mine. The main difference being I wasn't as scared as he was. I believe I led him out of his nightmare. Well, actually, I hope I did. The way he did for me.

Well, that's it for now. This is my first DJ post and I am looking forward to capturing more dreams here and making new friends.

Love and blessings to all! <3

I was in a tunnel. I noticed people. I smelt an odor of some sort. Possibly perfume. I became lucid. I remembered to try something I read in a book about astral travel. I thought 'return to the physical body.' I then was in my bedroom and I saw my bedspread. I got excited and woke up.

I was in a neighborhood type setting. I floated around and noticed a light was on in a second floor house and as soon as I got close to it someone turned it off. I was back on the ground and in a car but the car top was off. There was a figure with long hair. I couldn't see it's face. We talked. I think it said it was a bad person and I thought to say I was a bad person. I tried to get away. I was suddenly floating upwards in a bed and I was trying to get out of the sheets. The sheets were over my body. As soon as I got out of the sheets I was in an area with a trailer. I think I was big and everything else was small.

Three young people learning about computers and sharing files and storage and transfer and different file formats etc.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

Ugh, what a busy week. I remember a lot of dreams, but for some messed up reason most of the good ones were on days
where I had to leave my house immediately after waking up, preventing me from writing them down properly.
This is what I remember from these dreams:


Destiny
I'm on board the Destiny, getting quite excited.
We're close to our destination, just one day to go.
My co-pilot aka first officer enters the cockpit.
We exchange looks and I feel quite weird.
I think we had sex earlier today. We've both been in this spacecraft for over 2 weeks,
so the sexual tension was strong in both of us and it must have just happened.
I remember that we decided that no-one should have sex during the mission to avoid potential issues within the team.
I feel bad for breaking a rule I was originally in favor of, but I'm pretty sure we're not the only ones who have done so.


Training with Liv
I'm on Teraluna teaching Liv how to fight more effectively with the help of Yuya and Faye.
Liv is stronger than I originally thought, but she's clearly nowhere close to Yuya or myself.
Liv's main problem is that she isn't very confident in her own abilities, and somewhat shy to use some of them.
Some of her abilities require her to dance in what I can only describe as a "sexy way".
This seems to be very uncomfortable for her.


What is a Dream Guide?
I'm hanging out with Faye. I'm having a rather interesting conversation with her about Dream Guides.
She's saying many quite complex things, but the basics I can gather is that according to her,
a Dream Guide is someone who's main role it is to help me achieve goals in my dreams.
She also explains that she is very different from Yuya.
She is mostly a projection of my subconscious and a little bit of something else.


Ice cream with Yuya
I'm on Teraluna with Yuya, at some kind of ice cream bar I guess.
I order the biggest chocolate sundae they have, and it is huge. o_o
It's served in a glass bowl shaped like a blossom.
We're sharing it, but I have no idea how we're supposed to finish this.

I eat too fast, like I always do, and get a massive brain freeze.
I am amazed that I am able to experience this pain so powerfully in the dream, so I deliberately resume eating too fast.
I get another brain freeze and say "Amazing!"
Yuya laughs and tells me that I am absolutely insane.
I say "I never claimed otherwise"


Oracle
I am in the past, in Greece I think, in some sort of temple.
Some women dressed in white tunics escort me through the temple to a surreal looking room.
There's a crack in the floor with colorful fumes streaming out of it.
I sit in my designated spot noticing that I am a women myself.
I become semi-lucid and call out to Faye asking her for help.
She appears disguised in a similar Tunic and tells me that I am an Oracle, and I need to help someone take an important decision.
I tell her I don't know how to do that, but she insists it's ok, because the fumes in this room will cause me to get high, which will help.
I indeed start to get quite high.

A women enters the room, with an extremely fancy dress. She must be very important.
She asks me something and I give an answer that feels right, but doesn't make any sense whatsoever to me, and sounds completely out of context.
For some reason she knows exactly what to do now though and leaves happily.
Then I get distracted by my own boobs and start fondling them. *cough*


False awakening
I get up, go to the bathroom, brush my teeth etc.
After getting dressed I get into my car, drive to university, and get stuck in a traffic jam on my way there for maybe half an hour...
I end up at university and hold a lecture for about an hour until I notice that something is off.
I wonder if I might be dreaming and think back and am easily capable of retracing my steps.
Nope, must be awake.
Then I notice Faye is sitting in my classroom.
I say "You've got to be fucking kidding me", realizing that I just had an insanely long FA.
Some students laugh at me. I'm pissed, and I ask Faye if I just got trolled by my own subconscious.