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    1. Saturday, August 14

      by , 08-18-2021 at 05:49 AM
      I am outside, by what looks like Mt. Rose with Sageís parents. There is something about Dad, like him getting into an accident or going missing while skiing. It seems like they know something theyíre not telling me. Their faces are very somber and Iím convinced theyíre about to tell me heís died. Just then, I see him walking towards us, in ski gear, down the slope. He seems nonchalant but thereís also a slight smile on his face. I feel myself begin to cry. (Though weíre at the ski resort, there is no snow on the ground - it looks like summertime).
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    2. Tuesday, August 10

      by , 08-16-2021 at 06:29 AM
      I’m at work when a taller blonde man comes up to the counter. I think he is trying to check out, but is being deceptive about something in an attempt to steal it? I see through what he is doing and say I’ll need to see the items, or something similar. He then gets defensive and starts walking out. I start following him. Now, there is something about a girl with a ton of books outside, and me taking one of them. There are so many that I think there’s no way she’ll have them inventoried or know which I’ve taken, but apparently she does, and becomes aggressive. I have to run from her (it seems like we’re in a large, old school or castle). Her books are out here in an open area or courtyard in bankers boxes. It takes up probably 40 x 40 feet, with stacks 2-3 boxes high. Looking at the random seeming assortment of books in one of the boxes, I can’t believe that she really knows what’s here. There are also chain stanchions around the area. It seems dark out.

      Updated 08-16-2021 at 06:33 AM by 95084

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    3. Wednesday, August4

      by , 08-16-2021 at 06:28 AM
      Something about a Dead and Company convert. I am looking at the setlist, that has not yet been performed, as if I have the ability to revise it. The encore is One More Saturday Night and even though it is a Saturday I want to change it to Black Muddy River. Thereís also a section mid second set that I want to be Help on the Way and Slipknot into The Eleven. I write this down as HOTW>Slipknot>11.
    4. Tuesday, July 27

      by , 08-16-2021 at 06:18 AM
      I am going to have a baby. I know itís going to be today and soon. Out on a pier, I lower my shorts to just below my butt, in preparation. Then I just take them all the way off, nude from the waist down, sure itís common in this situation. I then involuntarily fart and some feces comes out. Iím immediately embarrassed, but then sure itís also natural in this situation. I turn to lay on my stomach, preparing for the child to come from my rear end, but it never happens. A man comes by and runs the handle of a spoon between my buttocks. This is supposed to be calming or to spur the process, but I donít notice any effect. I leave, and now Iím with Melissa and I think Brooke in a little bar or coffee shop. They each order a drink, and I ask which decaf teas they have, not wanting to have caffeine while Iím so close to giving birth. He lists quite a few flavors. I ask and then take his recommendation, a purple tea. I ask for it iced, but it comes out blended and in a Human Bean cup, and ĺ full. It looks like Melissa and Brooke got cups from other places also. The drink is pretty tasty, sort of subtly fruity and like a match. We bring these to a new bar, a simple bar counter with maybe a dozen rows of theater seats in front of it. It is very empty here, but we do see Ricky. I think I ask for a Black Russian but donít ever get one. Melissa and I start talking about how we should take tomorrow off as weíre each scheduled to work and itís going to be our first day being parents. Iím also thinking that weíre going to need more time than just that and start to wonder if this was planned or not. Either way, I am filled with joy thinking about it. Now a truck backs up to the side of this place. The back is empty save for a single newborn child. Iím thinking that this must be ours just due to the odds of someone else here having a child today, but looking at the child I think thereís no way that it can be, as it doesnít look like us. Then, another child appears (Iím not sure where the other went) and itís immediately apparent that itís ours. He is a very cute and happy boy in just a diaper. He has a cowlick just like me, and I see both of us in him, as well as how I looked like as a child. We pick him up and Mom is here too. She picks him up and he is now so small that he crawls in her palm. She gently pets him. Iím now talking with Melissa about names, as we havenít yet picked on (*I think this part may have been earlier in the dream). I ask if we know the gender and she confidently says itís a girl. I ask how she knows and apparently she found out but never told me. She says she wants the name to start with a ĎBí for some specific reason. I specify a preference for the name Cassandra, though I donít think Melissa is fond of it. Now, the kid is lined up with some others and its name is about to be revealed. It is Cassandra. They also say some middle name and either mine or her last name. I know Melissa picked the name without collaborating with me, but also that she didnít like that name.
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    5. Monday, July 19

      by , 08-12-2021 at 06:25 AM
      I am going to be taking someone to a concert (either Dead and Company or Tedeschi Trucks Band) tonight. Iím thinking that the venue is Shoreline Amphitheatre, but Iím also thinking that itís in town. I realize that Iím not doing anything and if Iím taking someone anyway I can just go to the concert. I think that Iíll be alone, but Iím fine with that. Now Iím at the venue, a smaller amphitheater with large stone seats. I walk up to what I think is my assigned seat. It is almost dead center, but a little high up. There are a few people already here, standing around. They look like the typical crowd for Dead and Company, and I donít think masks are a concept in this dream.
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    6. Thursday, July 8

      by , 08-12-2021 at 06:24 AM
      I am in New Jersey with Melissa. It feels like weíre with a tour group but also her aunt. We go to a bar, I think for just one drink, and then quickly onto another one. I humorously ask if weíre just doing a New Jersey bar crawl. I am up to the counter in this place, a long, dark wood counter with plush, red bar stools, and notice the two or so bartenders help pretty much everyone except me. They even look right at me once or twice. It does occur to me that I could speak up as well. A kinda nerdy looking guy seated to my left confidently orders a Ďfancy Russian.í I want to know what this entails and think itís a weird coincidence, as Iím trying to get a Black Russian. The female bartender pours what looks like hot coffee into a glass more the size of a vase. She (or Ďheí now?) then sprays the surrounding area with something; I think heís going to light the drink on fire. I notice that some of the stuff behind the counter looks like kitchen equipment. I think about initiating conversation with this guy to my left but donít. I think I finally order my drink, way down at the other end of the bar by the doors, and just before it seems like weíre about to leave.





      (this feels like it could be part of the last dream). Iím with Melissa in a large bed at her auntís house? Nicola from work is also in this bed, on the far end, and rolls over to sleep. Melissa and I begin having sex and I come on a shirt or something - there is a lot, multiple puddles of it. We then hear a noise and pause, listening. Someone is coming, so we each quickly grab a blanket to cover ourselves. Melissaís mom walks in (there is no door, just a hallway to the room) as Melissa is on all fours still reaching for a blanket. She is wearing a thong, so most of her ass is exposed. I wonder if her mom even sees this and if she does that sheíll find anything weird with it.
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    7. Sunday, July 4

      by , 08-12-2021 at 06:22 AM
      I think I am in the UK. Iím in a slightly forested area with two long ponds. I think theyíre separated by a slight incline. Their contours seem to give the impression that they are larger. There is shade and dappled sunlight on them and on the many kayakers. Thereís a languid feeling and itís a really beautiful scene. I contemplate swimming. I know Iím also with Granny, but I donít know where she is right now. I think that she doesnít know where Iíve gone either, so I go to find her before we get too separated. I walk past the public restroom, and the door to the Womenís is open. I glance in, but donít see her. I think there is something about her dying or me only having so much time to find her before she does.




      Iím with Melissa, I think at her house. Alex has called an Uber, and two cars show up. Each driver is a middle aged man, one white and one Hispanic (*As I write this, I remember how I questioned Melissa capitalizing Hispanic and not white, just like Iíve done here). I think they start talking while Melissa and I get into one of the cars. She starts driving it and I tell her this isnít how Ubers work, but she continues.




      Iím with Melissa in a store. It seems pretty busy. Melissa cuts in front of a Black lady from the side of the line to check out. I think she hands the cashier a receipt, maybe to justify her cutting. The Black lady looks at me and I give an unsure expression. I donít really like Melissa doing this.
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    8. Saturday, July 3

      by , 08-12-2021 at 06:21 AM
      Iím in some house with Melissa. The house seems of fairly good size, dim, sparsely but maturely decorated, and like its an old construction. We have a baby, maybe just under a year old?, who grabs a book from a row of them along the ground. I notice that she immediately grabs her foot, just like the baby on the cover. I say that sheís so smart already and think about how intelligent sheís going to be. Then I say something like Ďcome here, let me hold my family.í The baby crawls into Melissa's lap and then Melissa sits on mine. I wrap my arms around them and itís a very blissful moment.




      Iím outside in some parking lot with some people from work. They are all laying on the asphalt. I think weíre going to go out, but after seeing how late it is (~12) I decide to go home. I was thinking and/or they were talking about where to get a Black Russian. I walk to my car, which is parked alone at the end of a row against a building.
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    9. Thursday, July 1

      by , 08-12-2021 at 06:19 AM
      I am in some house. I think the family is here too, and I think weíre staying here. The house is large and older and kind of reminds me of Opaís house. In a bedroom I start looking at a picture at about eye level. I get close to it and realize the eyes of the female in the picture are staring straight at me. I quickly glance away and so do they. I wonder if that was just my reflection or notÖ when her lips slowly pull into a grin. Later, Iím telling someone this and trying to find the face, unsuccessfully, in a very thick paperback book.
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    10. Tuesday, June 29

      by , 08-12-2021 at 06:18 AM
      I am sitting in bed and I think about to type dreams or do something else on my phone when Mom comes in and lies perpendicularly up on the bed with her head in her hand. Iím playing music on my speaker, what sounds like the type of deathcore I listened to in high school. Mom pauses and kind of looks like sheís thinking, then letís out an ďI hate this.Ē The vocals are pretty creepy, I imagine especially if you donít like this kind of music. Then, a bump against the side of the house coincides with an intense part of the song, and it almost scares me. I reach for my phone to stop the song.
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    11. Saturday, June 26

      by , 08-12-2021 at 06:17 AM
      I am at work and some lady has wheeled in three of our carts full of DVDs. She seems exhausted by the time she gets to the counter, and I let her know weíre not buying. On second thought, I guess because she really has a lot, I go see if someone wants to buy them. I walk into the kids room and there are a few team members in here. I see the back of someone, a tan shirt and brown hair, and correctly call out ĎJessicaí before she turns around.
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    12. Saturday, June 19

      by , 08-12-2021 at 05:44 AM
      I am in some dim and fairly large bedroom or living room. Alex is here and talking to me about something, making a plan for something? I think I am only wearing a towel or something similar. I feel fairly exposed, and he doesnít seem to notice.
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    13. Monday, June 14

      by , 08-12-2021 at 05:43 AM
      Something about the book House of Leaves. I think I am recommending/showing it to some woman. The cover is different from its cover in real life - it has a somewhat mandalic design, incorporating the title? The letters then rearrange themselves to spell something else. I think I say something and then she looks at me with a knowing grin and softly says ďIím blind.Ē This sends chills down my spine.
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    14. Friday, June 11

      by , 08-12-2021 at 05:41 AM
      I am going to get my hair cut. I am taking a taxi into town; the driver is a Black and very quiet man. I think Iíve been talking to Melissa about it and sheís convinced me itís okay to go somewhere new. I am also only going for a trim, as I plan on growing my hair out again, middle part and all. I think I am here now, a place that looks more like a court building. I ascend some steps, inside? to get to the small salon. The whole area is deserted - I donít pass a single other person.
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    15. Thursday, June 10

      by , 08-12-2021 at 05:40 AM
      I am in what looks like a bedroom, with somebody else (Sage, or a different friend?). I have a bag of gummy edibles and pour out a handful. I go to give the other person some and we decide that a whole handful is probably too much, so I revise the portion to just two and then eat them. I then open the drawer to a desk in here, finding a small stack of papers. These papers are somehow edibles that Iíve eaten that never did anything. Iím thinking that these gummy ones probably wonít do anything either.
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