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Papa and I sit and compare how different the new and old Windows operating systems are. Figure-20 He shows me the position of the old delete key compared to the new one. He seems very amused by this.

Maya and I are in a house. Mom. This house is long and narrow. There is a yellow white lighting to the place like there are a lot of lamps overhead and about. It is crowded and cluttered. We are playing a game. I cannot recall how we entered the game but there is a dark, authoritative figure present and the game begins. We are chased and harassed by two huge dogs. Like pit bull, greyhound, wolf hybrids. They have snarling teeth and dirty mugs. We are scratched and bitten but never mortally or even severely wounded. I spot a large stuffy sofa below and open window. I look to a bite/scratch on my finger and see it bloody and bubbling with pus. Out the window is another row type house and and average neighborhood. Now I am lucidly aware that this is very much got the feel of my birth house on Alberta. We jump out the window onto the stuffy chair.

I stayed too busy yesterday and never did get back to explaining the dream keywords.

I went to sleep, last night, right before midnight and woke several times throughout the night. It's now 5AM and I'm up.
I had at least 3 bought of SP and False Awakenings last n

**EDIT**okay... what happened to my post.

I left to eat a honey bun before the fruit flies thawed and when I came back half of my post was missing?
I had no memorable dreams but the FW (or is it FA) drove me insane.
I kept "waking up" in my bed, with a severe sense of evil in the room. I'd look around and try to focus on my birds, but their cage was in the wrong spot and I'd eventually fall back to sleep. This happened, it seemed, about 3 times in a row. I wanted to turn on my light but I was too scared to leave my bed even though the light switch is only about 4 steps away.
At some point, I did wake up and turn on the light, but I went right back to bed and to sleep.

I remembered a little of my dreams when I first woke, but this war I'm waging against these fruit flies has made me forget. I have no idea where the buggers are nesting. I sleep with the AC blasting at 72 and on High but when I wake up, the temp quickly rises to around 80. The buggers are inactive at 72 which I love, but I freeze at that temp during waking hours.

I am at work. In a cubicle or cash register. Either way, I feel I am in a smaller space within a much larger space at my place of work. Mandy S. is my coworker and there are other employees around maybe two or three. I am being honored in some way by higher management but I get a feeling of jealousy or envy somewhere in Figure-19 the group of four or five. Not necessarily from Mandy S. I am very feminine in this dream. A heart breaker and I wear a lot of make up. Eyelashes are particularly emphasized as I recall. I sense something taboo happening concerning a bathrobe and possibly my dream ego. Outside of this work place seems to be the base of Mt.Ka. A facility wraps around that is our work place. There is a mound that we sit on. I cannot recall if this was a sort of break time or an evacuation, but we sit on the hill. Ryland B. is here. He is not happy. He is very aggravated and I think it has very much to do with me and my opinion of an outcome. We sit below the cracked mountain that appears so often to my dream ego, Mt.Ka, on a grassy mound outside of our place of work as it begins to rain black tar. There is no instant fear or panic but I sense that we all got up and fled to one of two doors equally far apart. I do not believe I was able to get inside the large gray door. Nor did I try the other door. What takes place after that I cannot recall.

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Note: My father passed away about a year and a half ago.

Driving past I could see a great tall mountain. The mountain opens up and there are many hovering, flying crafts in it. More were coming. A great crowd of people were at the base of the mountain. I know my feeling were that of panic and an “end” of something. We continue driving home. In the house with a hidden room, my immediate family is present. My mother and Maya are in the long Figure-11Figure-12 living room . My dad and I travel up the steps. I realize that my room in the house is up one level from the way I had originally recalled. My dad and I want to be in a position to view the “Event” that was the “end” or the “beginning”. My dad stopped to go into the room that is below my own. I told him he didn't have to stay there, he could see better from my room. As I focused on the room in front of me, the room he chose, I see that it is perfect for him, much better suited and the bed is large and comfortable. I knew he would be happier in this room. So I continued to my room to view the “Event” from my window.

I am at work and Kendall S. is there. I get into the golf cart and as I go to my task, a baby ion runs in front of my path. I stop and am frightened at first but soon realize it means no harm. It's mother appears. Later a medium-sized elephant stares me down from behind a madrone tree. (This is in the dream-scape that has one large room for us all to sleep in. Where we move the beds around.) Figure-2As I go back to the main property I realize I've gone too far and instead of turning around I just go the long way. I cross the fence and come upon the parking lot that surrounds a great hall/convention center. I turn right to continue my loop but I see a busy road I must cross and I don't feel confident doing so in a golf cart. I turn back and meet another busy street, so I head north. Driving north I am a man and there is a woman I know in the passengers seat. She loves speed and thrills. We start to go very fast and I see her suspended body in the rear view mirror as if I Figure-3am driving a limo. As we hit bumps her body seems to suspend in zero gravity. We are going very fast, now in the golf cart, and we crash. I am not hurt nor did I fear being hurt, but I do fear she has been obliterated. Even in the toss and roll of the crash she is fine. I warn her of the dangers of speed.

I'm in the living room of our first house on twenty-sixth and Alberta in Portland, Oregon. I'm not sure of my age but I can see my skinny little girl legs dangling down from my dad's lap. So I figure I'm three or four. We're in his light blue reclining chair. The sun sheds light on the chair and on me and on dad. I feel safe. Then it is dark. Not completely dark but the dark of a dense cloud covering sun. I am in the lap of Beetleguise. His black and white striped pants in place of my dad's blue jeans.

I had a LD again, but lost lucidity halfway through the dream.

I am at a house in my old neighborhood, my mother wakes me up by phone. She asks something like "did you have breakfast today at school?" I think a bit and notice that it is 13 o'clock and I should be at school right now. I say that I am not at school, and my mother gets upset and says "no wonder your brother hadn't have lunch either, go to school right now!" I leave the house, and see my mother coming at me.
I realize that I am dreaming. My mother senses this somehow and says "I don't care that you are dream-" I interrupt her and say that it doesn't matter, it is only a dream. I wander around my old neighborhood with her, dark clouds are covering the sky, and it is raining. I see a truck, and try to shoot him with energy, but I notice my doubt in the attempt and fail. Next I see a military truck, and I try something different. I point at it with my hands, making a soundeffect, and wait for the result. After a while the truck stops, making a sound because the motor died.
I end up at school anyway and buy a sausage. I am somehow tired and show it off. My mother is there too, and soon my brother arrives with CM. They buy sausage too, and are talking about something. I clearly remember the phrase "Since HM died...". But then I start thinking about Go (boardgame), and the sequence of moves goes in my head on its own, like it always does.
I am lying in bed and thinking about Go, noticing that I am dreaming no longer. My brother mentioned only the letters H and M, no real name. I am wondering if this is meaning something, although I cannot find a person I know with the initials HM no matter how hard I think about it.

nother weird dream i had

Entrance to a new world

The sound of death. Your insides clench as your lungs try and produce and last breath of air left in them. You are almost litterally frozen to a point where you can’t feel the coldness anymore. Unfortunatley you never reach this point. Your cold dark, and most of all alone. Nothing from your old world mattters any more. Who you were their has no meaning to who you are now. Your alone You become engulfed in a sea of darkness as you feel your bones shake and your eyes widen. The feeling of millions of tiny needles poking your skin trying to tatoo you. You are unsure if you even have a body anymore, you are left alone with your thoughts. As you sink deeper and deeper into pitch black darkness, you begin gasping for air. Your eyeballs feel as if their ready to pop out, your spirit, aganoy tatooed all over it. You are sure your dead now, sure u have drowned because you feel a warmth. I feeling of hope. As this warm feeling grows onto you, you don’t carre that your still in pitch black darkness and alone, you focus on th warmth. Then you notice a change, you now feel slightley warmer. Minutes go by, and now you are breaking a sweat. Your heart begins to race, that feeling of warmth has now turned into a feeling of anxietey and panick. As you sweat more and more you begin to feel hotter and hotter. You sink deeper and grow hotter and hotter, until swear is pouring out of your spirit. You begin to gasp for air as you stare into the red and yellow glow of the fire, and breathe in the repulsive smell of burning flesh. Your skin feels as if it is being ripped off of you by hooks. Your eyeballs have never been so dry in their life as you burn, slowley, falling, driifting, Deeper, dirtier, into, a dark, dark, solitary, pit. The last thought that goes through your head is, “I am Dead,”

Type: Action/Strategi/Non-lucid
Vividnes: Long
Dreamrecall: Fragments

Notes: "Björklinge" is a city 10 kilometers away from my village.
I am not sure how the dream started.
Yes i did dream this.


I am a General in a battle. I check my map to see the enemies position. I notice that the green dots are the enemy, and that they are advancing on our left flank. I jump in my car wich kinda looks like this:

My driver drives me to the front, so i can see how it's like there (the terrain.) The enemy starts to attack the HQ, and I can see how our flag slowley goes down(like in battlefield 2.) We get's reinforcement, and starts to drive the soldiers of "Björklinge" back to where they belong . MY drive starts to chase a motorcykel from the enemy team, and starts shooting at him. The motorcykel starts to hide behind a hill, so we can't find him for a while. Later on we finds him because i used something called "chakra" to find his energy :O

The only thing that i remember after that is that we burned down "Björklinge".

I wake up, a bit confused, and starts to write this dream down in my DJ.

I was living in Sydney, and was trying to look up an old partner as we lost contact for a few years. I was with friends (that I don’t know who they are lol not friends of mine at this present time) we were at a court house for some reason because he were due to attend a hearing on custodial issues, he seen me sitting in the gallery and we arranged to meet for drinks after the session, anyway then I went to my apartment and was getting ready to go and meet up and my friends were trying to talk me out of it saying that so many years have past there is most probly nothing between us now and I should just not go to meeting. Like I said really weird I woke up as I was sitting on his couch and we were talking about what we have both done in the years that have passed since we last communicated with one another.

Non Lucid
Lucid

It starts off in one of the classrooms in my school, everyone seems to be reading manga in a really big Ipad. After that they dissapear

I suddenly see myself at my friends house, his father seems badly bruised but of course i dont ask him how ('cause i still didnt realise it was a dream) anyway he teaching me how to use some bow, then i turn lucid. I start shooting everyone around me after that i woke up

03/03/2011
"Beachfront-line"

I was with LS. She had come over to chill, and we got to talking. Conversation was heading down the road to sex, and we were soon making out in bed. It was late, though, and she was getting tired. She said she would have stayed, but she had more errands to run, before the night was over. While she got ready to leave, I walked out into the rest of the house. I was now in my old house in Lake Mary. My parents were here, and they were up, late at night, apparently snooping around, trying to see what I was up to. One of them told me that I had to clean of the back porch - really fighting for it, because I think I was supposed to do it earlier, but didn't. So...I did, and trudged my way back into the room door I'd just come out of. By that time, LS had passed out. I don't remember whether or not I woke her up to go to wherever it was she had to go.

The next morning, LS, some other friends and I were preparing for a huge house party, on the beach. I can't remember whose house it was, but I think we were helping to host. Early on in the afternoon, some static broke out, between BM and a group of Latin roughnecks. BM was completely amped up, and was ready to about kill all of them. Those of us who were responsible for the party moved in and restrained all of the would-be fighters. I had pulled the guy who BM was facing off the most with, off to one side. He tried so hard to get at BM that I thought he was going to turn around and come at me, to get loose (which is funny because, in waking life, I once restrained BM back from a fight and I thought he was going to attack me, to get loose). We ended up driving all of them out off of the premises, and they vowed that they would get some payback on BM later.

Just before sundown, we'd had a little something to make the night more enjoyable, and were waiting for it to take hold. LS told me that she was worried about those guys from earlier coming back. Even though we didn't really believe they would be coming back, we thought it be best if we got an understand of what kind of weaponry we had at our disposal. I never actually saw myself with a gun, but I just 'knew' that I had a 9mm, so I went searching around for extra 9mm bullets, but I didn't find much. Not soon after we began our hunt for inventory, the other crew descended upon the party, guns blazing. They just started slaughtering everyone with automatic gunfire. There was 0 chance of fighting these guys off, with the weapons that we had. Trying not to get pinned down, I ran across a wooden walkway, exposing myself just long enough to feel two sharp thumps against my side, stumbling off of the rear walk and onto the moist, beachside sand.

I had been shot. Twice. Behind me, everyone scattered in all directions, trying to get away from the unchallenged gunfire. I clutched my side, running parallel to the beach, down the line of beachfront properties, about four houses away from the one where the good times had just gone bad. Stealing a moment to try to gather my wits, I ducked away on someone's back porch, a few yards of sand separating myself from the sea. The skies were a dull, late-evening purple - the blueish-black of night just beginning to bleed onto the canvas. I looked over into the glass door to my side, a middle-aged man happening to glance over at me, simultaneously. For a moment, I thought he was going to be a problem, but he wasn't. We simply exchanged a rather awkward glance. After a few moments, I knew that I was going to have to get back to the house. I had figured the gunmen would have left the scene by now, and I had to check to see if there were any survivors that needed help. Still afraid that the gunmen might have lingered around for a little too long, I made my way back down the beach.

When I got back to the house, my 'close friend' (can't recall if it was someone I actually know in waking life. I just had that feeling of "close friend" in the dream) drew an AK-47 on me, just as I walked through the door. He was so furiously pissed at my having run from the massacre that I was pretty much convinced he was about to finish me off, himself. Whatever was to be the case, I was not about to stick around and find out. In that short moment of confrontation, I had assessed all I needed to know: any survivors were now up and walking around; LS was still alive, and was standing near the back of the room; and I was now in another life-or-death situation.

The last thing I remember is this 'friend' firing wild pot-shots at me, as I hauled ass away from the house.

The first dream started out where I was in some futuristic city on a planet. I had made my way to a space port where I got onto a ship and left with some fleet. We warped out to a deserted planet and came across a couple of derelict ships that had some strange growth on them. The commander of the fleet sent out a couple of fighters to investigate, but they became infected with the growth too. Everything just went downhill from there because it started spreading like a virus. I just remember escaping before the dream fades away.

The second dream took place in some ruined city. I was running from something with a random person. All I can remember was that we encountered three different monsters in the ruins that we had to either kill, or escape from. Everything after that becomes foggy.

In the final dream, I was playing some game where I was a god. It was really strange because all I remember doing was moving dirt around pointlessly before waking up.

At least I am recalling more dreams!

1. The Classroom
2. The Attack In the car with jack.
3. The Shopping centre of lucidity and tk.
4. The Magic Red portal-making light
5. The Christmas Elves making toys.
6. The Chase By The Dogs
7. The Murderous Chase In the dungeon
8. The window that became bits and bobs
9. The fairies at my window!?
10. The search for the tardis.
11. The slender attack in a carpark
12. Milo & The fish room
13. The map in space
14. Gorilla In back yard.
15. Defeating witch/elemental powers
16. Meeting louise & deirdra.
17. The sewer water system/ home
18. Inception World
19. Crazy City/Dragons And Fairies
20. My room at 1 am.
21. My encounter with Jason Voorhees
22. Unable to remember.
23. In my bedroom/slightly awake.