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Couldn't remember a single dream last night. I think stress from school is what's blocking my recall, or that's what I noticed. When I had that really long streak of remembering all my dreams, it was during spring break. Even on the weekends I can't seem to recall much, if anything at all. Who knows, hopefully my recall will get better soon. :/

I was a boy at first in either Medieval or Victorian England. OR somewhere that was in between the two. I ran into a barn ( I was running away from my cruel, elder master or guardian-unsure which he was) and hide behind a pile of wood. I barley hid behind the wood when my master/guardian came in. The man asked to Stable boys who were in there if they had seen a 3'3m lad came by. The stable hands lied and said no. The next day in the dream the man came again but with a constable. The master/guardian "knew" I was hiding behind the wood and as punishment I was sent to the stocks. For a full day and night I was in the stocks. Somehow a girl saw how dreadful I looked and got me out of the stocks and ask me if I wanted anything. I couldn't speak since I had a dry mouth. So I drew w/ a stick a picture of a teapot. She got the message. The dream changed and now I was a little girl also living in the same time period. I went down a flight of stairs to the main hallway and I opened up the door and my older "sister" (wasn't my RLF sister) was sitting there on a horse in a thunderstorm. The dream camera zoomed up on top Fanny's eyes and they were red (not crying red, but evil red) and narrow, and evil and it didn't help that a lightening happen at the same moment I saw the eyes.

The beginning of this dream stemmed from real life, where a friend and I were waiting outside of another friend's house in a car. It was dark outside as it was well beyond 9 PM. All of a sudden, another car pulled up on the other side of the street, but still a bit out of sight. It sat there for a moment doing absolutely nothing and my friend and I got scared. That is until the person checked their mail and promptly drove off -_-;

So the dream begins in much of the same way, with the same friend and I in our other friend's neighborhood at night. The difference is that we're walking down the street instead of waiting in a vehicle. As we're walking, I get the strange feeling that something is behind us. On cue, my friend says "Don't look, but somebody's following us I think" and I attempt to catch a glimpse of this person from the corner of my eye and without alerting him or her. The person is shrouded in shadows so I have no idea who he or she is or what they even look like. I turn around and focus on hurrying away without looking too suspicious. But then I get that hair-raising feeling and I know without looking that this stranger is running up behind me. I can feel him on my back and I tense as I see my friend's face morphing in horror. He looks as if he's seen the most horrific thing ever, or as if he can see my life ending before his eyes. The person grabs me in a choke hold from behind. Before I can even react or fend him off, he plunges a knife into my lower back. Fear and sheer panic are flooding through me. I don't even get the chance to scream as he brings the knife around to my throat and jerks it across cleanly, slitting my throat. At that point I don't know if I died in the dream or not because I woke up right after it was over.

There was more to the beginning but I do not remember what it is.

The first part I remember was standing in front of a table with strange displays of different types of dirt in large amounts. We were told to find these worm-like things in the dirt. I saw one sticking out of one of the clumps of dirt and grabbed it. I showed it to whoever was asking us to search for them and he told me that it was the wrong kind and that I was holding a leech. I quickly threw it to the center of the table and began searching again. The worms he was looking for where about half the size and were thicker on one end. There was suddenly (a zelda esk) radar on the left part of the "screen" that showed the leeches as blue dots and the worm things as white dots. I continued gathering until the dream changed.

I was trying to talk to someone (all I remember is that she was a mother) when I had a bad taste in my mouth or something and turned to spit. I spit and spit but it still tasted bad and I felt nauseous. Slowly the spit was getting bigger until it was a stream of liquid, like I was barfing with out hacking, it was just leaking out of me.

The dream shifted, but continued, to me talking on the phone with one of the mothers kids. I forget what she said, but she told me something that made me realize who was the murderer in a current mystery. It was her mother that I had talked to earlier, and her little sister. I run out of the room to a group of people and tell them who the murderer is, but no one is listening. One motions to a little girl, and I know it is the little sister, but she is 3 years old. I am confused and put the phone back to my ear to talk to the girl again, but the line is dead, no static, nothing. I know that she is dead and become frantic, yelling at people to call the police, that she just got killed. No one listens. I tell them that I do not know her address and have no information to tell the police, but I know they do. I beg them to help her but I am ignored again.

I try to go into the settings of my phone to find the address but I can't figure out how to get to the menu. (I am horrible with phones irl) I try to get someone to help me find it an write it down for the police, so I can tell them where she lives. One person gets me a piece of paper and a pencil, but no one helps me with the phone.

I am freaking out because I don't know what happened to her, and what the killer is doing.
I gun shot rings out, a bullet flying past me, and I take off down the hallway, the girls dad in pursuit. I go into the first door I see, close it, and sit against the inside of it. There is a thin window the same height of the door connected to the side of the door frame closer to the door knob. I am sure that it is enough room for him to aim his gun at me and shoot through the glass, but I can not move because he could get in.

I hold still and close my eyes, hoping for him to shoot and for me to die quickly and painlessly, so it could all be over. He does not use his gun but pushes on the door, bending it in like it was elastic, and walks in the door bending back in place.

I am terrified. He stands still and motions to the other room. I know it is a bedroom and I know he plans to rape me. I sit in shock saying "no" over and over to myself.

Luckily I was able to forcibly wake myself up somehow before anything happened.

1-20-11


Dream 1:

I was feeling a little depressed about my raw diet. I hadn't been feeling good one night and let myself eat some warm soup (yes, that was in real life) and was feeling down about it thinking that I had totally blown everything. So I found Markus Rothkranz (wish I had remembered I needed to go flying with him again.) I sat down with him and started to tell him my tragic story about giving in and eating the soup. I went on and on and he was a wonderful listener. But before I could get any feedback from him Jillian Michaels comes in and pulls me away and asks me to talk to her about how I was doing on my diet. So I began my sad story again to her. But I was able to tell her that I thought that the reason I wasn't feeling well the night of the "soup incident" was that I had been really working hard doing her workouts every morning and that I thought that maybe that had triggered a detox.

I woke up before either Markus or Jillian could talk to me, but I feel that this dream was good because I got to put my feelings into words and share and get it off my chest.




Dream 2:

I was in a store or place where Tom Delonge was. Most people had already gotten autographs and left. I finally went up to him and asked if I could take a picture with him. But when I tried I found that my camera just wasn't taking pictures. But I knew that if I switched it to video mode that it would work, so I did that and got some clips of him being goofy. The dream went on and i can't remember all the details. We were hanging out doing something. And he started flirting with me and told me I had a nice butt. And then he kept trying to touch it.





I know....I know....Famous people = Dreaming. Especially famous people trying to touch my butt.

Just not catching it.

I've been having this dream with some alterations since I was twelve. Small things have changed, like how I and some other characters look in it, but it has more or less been static since it began. I have it once a week, and I had it when I went to sleep last night.

The dream starts with me standing outside a cathedral looking up at it. It is built with white marble, and shines under a noonday sun. All around the cathedral is nothing but a peaceful meadow, with a single dirt path running to the doors of the church and seemingly stretching out forever behind me. My shoes are caked with mud, I run a hand over my face and feel that I've let my facial hair become overgrown, and I'm carrying a bag slung over my shoulder. As I continue to look at the church, I begin to hear a hymn of sorts. It's slow, low in tone and in a language I don't understand.

Prompted by the hymn, I push open the doors of the cathedral and walk inside. Inside is a multitude of women, all dressed as Catholic Sisters and all singing the same hymn that I heard from the outside. When I look at their faces, I recognize them as all the women I know or have known in my life. The inside of the church is made of the same marble, with a deep red carpet extending from the door all the way up to a golden altar at the head of the church. Behind the altar is an ornate throne, decorated with gold, red silk, and diamonds. Sitting on the throne is a woman who is always in my dreams, with black hair down to her ankles, shocking red eyes, and in this dream she wears a red and white Nun's habit, with her black hair spilling out from the headdress. She sits on the throne, propping her head up with one arm, smirking at me. She is the only one who does not sing.

High above the throne is a circular stained glass window, filled with pastel blues, greens, and pinks. The light from the sun outside shines through the window and lands down on the last figure in the dream, the friend I've had since childhood. She is dressed like a Sister as well, though her clothes fit less loosely, the uniform itself is white instead of black, and her head is uncovered, revealing her dark hair to be as messy as it always is. Her white-gloved hands are folded, her eyes are closed, and she has a peaceful expression as if in prayer, completely unlike how she is normally.

After a few seconds she opens her eyes, looking right into my own eyes, and begins to sing. Her voice, while still recognizably her voice from reality, is much softer and more pleasant. Her song is faster than the hymn the others have been signing, though the two songs seem to fit together. She begins to sway in time with the rising and falling of the notes, and unfolds her hands, spreading her arms wide. I still don't understand the words, but I believe it sounds beautiful and I become fixated on my friend.

I drop my bag and begin to walk forward, like I'm compelled. I stop just a few steps shy of her and continue to watch her until she finishes her song. After she is done and all the singing has stopped, she puts a hand to her chest and takes a deep breath. Then, she turns to me and smiles--which particularly strikes me, as in reality, my friend is something of a grim person and has never smiled to my knowledge. Something boils up inside me, and I push her down on the golden altar, placing my hands on either side of her shoulders.

She starts to exhibit more atypical behavior by putting on a frightened face, and crossing her arms over her chest defensively. The crowd of Sisters behind me all gasp in unison, and she begins to fearfully shed tears. I seem to be only spurned on by this, and grab at her clothes beginning to tear at them. As I'm doing this, I lean in to her frightened face, and out of the corner of my eye I can see the woman-in-red's smirk grow into a full smile, bearing her teeth. When her clothes begin to rip, and I'm just about to finally touch her skin, I wake up.

Honestly, my dreams tend to extremes of violence, but this dream always leaves me shaken in the morning.

2-22-11

Lucid Dream:

There was a lot building up to this dream. So I will jsut share some of it in note form:

Robert waking me up, taking the car. Daniel writing on the ceiling. Monica and Robert going away. Eating ice cream with Tanya. At preschool with Celia, care gone with purse, camera and cell phone in it. Jeff brought it back.

In fast food place ordering food with Mom, Celia, Jeff and I. I had this one year old baby with me that was talking like she was about 5 years old. The baby couldn't decide what to order, then had to go to the bathroom. I took the baby in the bathroom. I went into a stall. To my surprise the toilet was huge (about the size of a queen bed) and in it was a tiny baby swimming around.


This did not trigger lucidity.


I went to another stall. In that toilet was another baby swimming.


This did not trigger lucidity.


Every toilet in the restroom had a baby in it-- except one that was over flowing with poop and another that had a toilet that didn't quite seem attached and was tilted to the side.


This also did not trigger lucidity.


I saw that there were many mothers standing around in the bathroom. I found out that this group of mothers had brought their babies here so they could practice swimming. I felt angry that they took up all the clean toilets. The baby in my arms was complaining that she really had to go now. I felt frustrated. I told her to go in her diaper since she was wearing one. She didn't want to do that, so I finally held her over the tilted toilet and let her go. The pee ran over the side and onto the floor next to one of the toilets with the babies. I felt it served that mother right to taking up the good toilet. I had to go to. So I also went and my pee ran over onto the floor too.

Then my mom came in the bathroom and needed to go. I told her about the babies. She went over to one of the moms and started talking to her. I stood there and stood there and waited and got bored. So I started doing that thing where I fall backwards until I almost hit the floor then I bounce right back up into standing position.

I did this several times before I really noticed what I was doing. I thought, "Hmmm...this is something that I can only do in dreams. Why can I suddenly do it in real life?" I wondered for a moment. Then I decided that it wouldn't hurt to give flying a try. If this was real life like I thought it was nothing would happen. But if it were a dream then I would be lucid and wouldn't that be grand since it has been so long since I have had a good lucid dream.

I leaned a bit and was suddenly hovering horizonally. I finally was sure I was dreaming so I flew out of the bathoom. I was now in a large room that was set up with tables with food. I flew over a table that had a big plate of chocolate raspberry cake. I grabbed a piece and stuffed it into my mouth and started to fly off again. But it tasted so good I swooped down again and grabbed the whole plate of cake and started shoving in piece after piece into my mouth.

When it was gone I decided that I really needed to do something else really useful with my dream, like fly to the Moon. So I flew outside. I could see a park with dead or dormant trees in it. I flew to the trees. I decided I wanted to experiment and see if I could fly through one of the tree's trunks. But as I flew to the tree I decided to just break off a dead branch instead.


But at that point I was horrified by seeing a man standing in the air in front of me. His skin was tinted green and his black hair came up to points like devil horns. He reached out and grabbed me. I was so started and terrified that I gasped "Go...go....."



Then I had the weirdest briefest false awakening. I had a glimpse of being in a bank. This scary man was just a bank manager. I had fallen aleep at his desk and he was shaking me awake. But at that instant I awoke to me real bed. It took me a moment to understand what I had just gone through.

I think I'll try to post my lucid dream from a few weeks ago. I have it written some where, but I can't find the paper. SO I'll have to do my best.

I remember getting lucid. I no longer remember how. [Shoot. I really wish I had my notes, because I really don't remember much of it now. And let this be a lesson to me about doing a better job at writing down my dream when they are fresh...and not on a loose sheet of paper that I am bound to misplace.]

I remember the second thing I decided to do was to find a guy to kiss. I think I remembered trying to go to the Moon, but I just plain felt lazy. Finding a guy to kiss was much much easier.

I flew down to a guy that I thought was good looking. Next thing I remember is that we are in a car making out. He was a good kisser. I pulled back at one point and took a good look at him. He reminded me of Robert Patterson. I remember thinking how I never found Robert Pattersom that good looking, but today he looked really sexy to me.

And that's all that's left in my memory of this dream.

3-16-11

Lucid dream:


I was standing on the lawn by my grandparents' house and looking at the sky. Over the mountains I could see a beautiful cloud. It was colored like a rainbow (like the picture Moonbean used to have in her sig). I pulled out my camera and tried to take a picture. I was so thrilled that I had my camera with me this time, The last time I had seen a cloud like this I was so frustrated that I had left my camera at home. But as I tired to take a picture I found that the button seemed jammed. I tried again and again. I couldn't believe my poor luck to be standing in front of this gorgeous unusual cloud and not able to take a picture.

Blam. This is a dream.

I started to fly. I remembered that I needed to go to the Moon. I wasn't going to miss another lucid opportunity. I looked up at the sky. I could see the moon shining back at me in the evening sky. I started to fly towards it and quickly realized that I needed to find a quicker way. As I continued to fly I concentrated on forming a portal in front of me so I could fly through it and be on the Moon. But attempt after attempt brought me no result except for a light fuzzy pink patch that I passed right through. Finally I was fed up. I had to get to the Moon now. So with all the determination I had left I decided to just change the sceney and BE on the Moon. Suddenly everything around me started to turn white and grey. I could see hills and craters around me. I landed and took a big jump (this is something I had really wanted to do). My jump took me up slow motion into lunar sky. I noticed an interesting sound that accompanied the jump. I jumped several more times enjoying the odd sense of slow motion and sound. Then I looked over a hill. I saw houses. I went in one of the houses. Inside were two ladies that were cooking. I asked them what they were doing on the Moon. They told me that they were not on the moon. I told them to follow me out of the house and see. They were very surprised to see that their house was now on the Moon. I wondered if I had done something when I had changed the scenery and had somehow taken the houses with me...or taken the moon home to me.

And that's actually all I remember of being on the moon.

Last Night's Dream:

There was this long complex part about geocaching. I remember at one point standing on this very high ledge on this cliff. I looked through a thin spot and saw a ledge under our ledge. It made me feel safer.

There was this guy with me. He had dark brown hair and wore an orange shirt. He was helping me in some way. At the very end of the dream I leaned to him and gave him a little side hug to say thanks. It felt so good. (Why do dream hugs feel so amazing?) As I pulled away, I decided that I had to have more. So I said to him something like, "That felt so good. I have to do that again." And I faced him straight on this time and held him in my arms until I woke up. For some reason, this dream stuck with me for a long time after I awoke. It seemed so significant

Okay, I'm pretty new to this site, so I'm just gonna document some of the bits of dreams I can remember.

I remember having one where I was a viking. I don't remember anything besides the badass action.

I had another dream that was Legend of Zelda-esque, like a mashup of Majora's Mask and whatever else I concocted. I went around helping people in town, and I finally went to a dungeon to fight a boss. I walked through it pretty easily and at the end I found this sword that was nothing but a poorly wrapped handle and a beat up blade. When I grabbed it, it felt incredibly light, and then I went to fight the boss. He was this massive spiked roly-poly thing, and he started attacking me. When I first swung the sword at him, it turned into this amazing, shining blade with an incredibly elaborate hilt made of gold and set with all sorts of rubies and emeralds. After a few hits with the blade, he turned into some guy who was reminiscent of Ganondorf, but bigger. I killed him with the sword and promptly woke up.

There's a dream I had when I was probably about four or five years old. It was short, and it was this wolf-man thing chasing me up a hill. There was a shed at the top, and I thought I would be safe in it, so I hid inside it. Then, when I turned around, he was right there behind me. I woke up shortly after.

My favorite of these (and one that actually inspired a fantasy project) is one where I had these red tattoo things on my arms, and when I touched them, they allowed me to sprout wings so I could fly around. I don't remember much besides the actual flying, but it was incredible.

Okay, tried to take a nap again today with my son. The reverse blinking is working for me, I'm not even sure if I'm doing it the way that was suggested. What happend to me was well for one, it made my eyes feel tired and heavy, which helped me focus on laying still. I've noticed that if I lay still ,without moving, for at least 5 minutes, I will start to feel pinpricks and just strange sensations of something crawling on me. If I don't react to these and sit through them, I slowly feel my body falling asleep and start to get the imagery.

I had another vision but I think it was starting to become a dream. It was of T and it was as if he had already come home from work and was talking to me about something very excitedly. I know I wasn't fully asleep because, like before (2 or 3 entries ago,) I could still hear the hum of my air purifier and the TV. But I had a mental image of T talking to me.

I think I'm on to something that works for me. =) Very excited.

About two nights ago I became lucid fo a few seconds. I was going to roll off a ledge but woke up. Worthless.

Last night I dreamed I was looking in a DreamViews filing cabinet. Inside were thousands of business cards. Each card had one of my dreams recorded on it.

This may have something to do with the vacation that I'm taking in a few days. It occurred during my evening nap and seemed to be episodic. I'll attempt to get at it from the beginning. It had a pretty good chronological order:
At a luxury building which seemed to be some sort of resort, Mike, my dad, Jerry, and many others who I didn't know, were staying. The first episode didn't have an exact beginning. I remember being in a large group and walking on a gravel road as well as in a hallway with windows through which you could see out onto a large lawn. I also remember being with just Mike and seeing my dad in this hallway. He gave some sort of instruction to us. From there, I believe the dream moved on to the next day. In what felt like the morning, I explored the second story of this resort by myself. It appeared to be like a restaurant with the appropriate tables and bench seats but it was more of a hangout. The people there were mostly young like myself but there were also adults who seemed to work there. There were TVs on the walls and windows out of which I got the feeling the same lawns could be seen. There was a counter-like thing running through the middle of the room and a sort of random wall from behind which a line of people extended. I never saw what they were getting but I assume it was food. Now, the strange thing about this island-counter-thing is that it had sinks as well as urinals. They were just out in the open. I'm not even sure if this section of the restaurant hangout was exclusively for guys... Moving on, I went to another section, walled off, where there was a medium-sized bar with a woman in a white shirt and black pants and a pony tail working behind it. Beyond the bar there was a bathroom with a line of 3 girls waiting to use it. I think I remember now! The people in the previous room were lined up for private restrooms because everyone was too embarrassed to use the ones out in the open. It had created a traffic jam. Back to the room with the bar, this is sort of where the second episode comes in. I remember it having a name too lol. It was named after these twin sisters which I'll get to in a second. In the room with the bar, I met up with Mike. Together, we went to The hallway where I knew our own bedrooms were. We never saw them but we started looking for one of our friends that we had met at the resort. I thought we were looking for a guy but turns out we found these twins at the far end of the lawn outside (where the dream skipped a little to). They were playing with a really big blue frisbee and I think they were wearing blue themselves. Mike was clearly trying to win the girls' affections as I recall us joining in with their game. Somehow there ended up being more than one frisbee. This is where Jerry came in. He showed up with another girl, probably his girlfriend. We all walked down the road a little to the corner of the lawn where the gravel road forked 90 degrees towards the resort alongside a hedge row and away from the resort behind that row. We sat at this corner of the lawn on the gravel in front of the hedgerow. For some reason, there were electrical panels in the bushes. I pulled my nintendo DS out of my pocket and plugged it's charger into one of the electrical panels. I proceeded to open the device where I could see it's own inner electrical panels. I then did something scientific to it and shut it up again before the dream ended.
I was lucky I didn't forget this one. I was on the verge of forgetting the whole thing when I was like: "wait, i just had a dream!!!" Sat back down and remembered a good deal, so I'm happy

I was at my grandma's house and it was some school event. I was on my iPad and I found some secret way to get to Facebook even though I wasn't allowed but then I was gonna post something. But Kristen started walking towards me so I quickly turned it to home screen and she came up to me and I said, "I'm in Mail!" (An e-mail app.) Then I went upstairs and went on the computer but it was not where it was normally at. I wanted to get a peice of gum out of my pocket but I kept forgetting. I remembered again but I once again forgot. The I was going to the bathroom but there were 3 or 4 cats in there so I had to kick them away. Once they ran out there was a big yellow spot on the carpet so I'm like, "What the heck!"

I was watching my dog in my backyard, Brandy. She was barking at something behind the yard and then I turned and in the slider door, I saw a reflection of some boy video taping her.

I was on some bus that you would see like in Australia. Emily was there and she stuck her foot out. It was in a sexy blue sock and I was rubbing it. Then she started to rub my *lower area* and it felt soo good. (Could've gotten worse if I was lucid... haha )