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    1. 19 October 2014

      by , 10-21-2014 at 03:11 AM
      Had 4 dreams - can only only recall a small part of one.

      I was a doughnut vendor and my dead Grandmother was looking to get a doughnut from me. And for whatever reason, I was trying to hide the type of doughnut I knew she was looking for as a joke.
      A chocolate doughnut with chocolate powdered sugar.
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    2. 11 November 2010

      by , 11-11-2010 at 06:53 PM
      11 November 2010

      DJ 17
      Run into bunch of college folks that I use to hang with. Looking for someone to go out to a dance in town with – although what hey would be doing here is beyond me. Wound up going with blonde Lisa of the ‘two Lisas’. Even though she is married (in dream). End of dream – never made it to dance, so I don’t know how the date turned out..

      DJ 18
      I’m babysitting a couple of young daughters of I believe of Lisa from DJ17. I’ve got them outside lying on blankets and covered with blankets as well, though it isn’t really cool outside. There was something about the pillows that alludes me that was important as well.

      I’m trying to get them to take nap. Suddenly, they’re floating off the ground (blankets, pillows and all). They get to about my head height and I decide to pull the bottom blanket that they’re lying on out from under them. They start to descend back to the ground – not really falling, but coming down faster than they had gone up. They were totally unaware of the incident.

      DJ19
      I, with two others were taken prisoner after being captured in a medieval battle. We’re sentenced to be tortured to death.

      We are tied to the ground in chains and then our hands are roped and a neck is put around our necks as well. The ropes are then set through a pulley on a tree near us and then back through to a crank. And they are winding the crank so that we’re being pulled tight by our arms and also being strangled by our necks. The other two are being stretched out of form (this should have been a sign to me), and then my ropes are started to be pulled, but for some reason I was given the chance to ties my own hands and neck. Just as the rope around my neck starts getting too tight, my hands slip free and I’m able to slacken the tension on my neck.

      DJ20
      I enter into an auditorium with a group of people (mostly high school folks that I knew) and we’re to hand in papers for an essay of some sort. My friend and I walk in wearing stocking caps on our heads and sweating because of it (it’s warm). But we don’t take off the caps. We eventually hand in the papers we had and take seats. I take a seat in a row where there’s gal I had a crush on.

      Suddenly, they decide to hold a raffle where we write down a number on a piece of paper that represents and amount of money we think they should give away to some lucky winner in the auditorium. And the number is ridiculously high. Never got to hit it off with the gal next to me.

      DJ21 (This dream sequence took place during two snooze periods this morning)
      In a café, discussing with a couple the legality of going sidewalk shopping during spring clean up and then selling those items back to the public. They argue that it isn’t legal to do such – well one of the two does. And I point out that an antique piece that my father had just given them where they were trying to sell the item amounts tot he same thing, and it’s perfectly legal for them to do that. They sheepishly agree with me, for they didn’t know how I knew they were trying to sell the item.
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    3. 29 June 2010 DJ 12-14

      by , 06-29-2010 at 05:09 PM
      29 June 2010

      Listened to Ninja recording tonight (9:30 instead of 11:00). Must have fell asleep to it because I woke to in a loop at 11:30.

      Had three (four) dreams. I say four because the fourth dream I woke up from I couldn’t remember, but I knew I had been dreaming.

      Unfortunately got too lazy to get up to record dreams immediately (you’d think I’d learn). But the first one was long again, and couldn’t see staying up a half hour to record it like the night before.

      Anyway, to the dreams….

      DJ 12

      I’m in a hotel complex with a bunch of college friends. The dream starts out all fun and happy, but suddenly I go down to the hotel bar and one of the guys is pointing his finger at me and yelling something incoherent. The other guys start in as well. I have no idea what I have done to get them so agitated.

      Suddenly, they’re throwing beer bottles at me. The guy who initially pointed at me takes a beer pitcher (glass) breaks it, and hurls it at me cutting my face slightly. Now I’m pissed. I storm out of the room trying to think of what I can do to diffuse the situation.

      I go back to my room to see that it’s on fire. I run in and grab a pair of oven mitts (they’re burned) and I meet one of my friends in the hall. And I’m looking at him and rubbing these burned mitts on my shirt, which is now becoming stained from the charred material.

      One thing I noticed during the dream is that I rarely ever (if ever) talked to anyone. I’ve never noticed that before.

      That’s about where the dream ends. It was a much longer dream, and I told myself I’d remember it in the morning. Well obviously that didn’t happen. Lesson learned.


      DJ 13

      Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Haaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

      I know I shouldn’t get too excited over something so minimal, because it was so short, I didn’t know what I should do and didn’t seem to be able to ‘do’ anything of my own volition…..

      BUT IT WAS LUCID TIME BABY…..

      I was sitting at a computer screen (a rather large screen) and I’m scrolling for something on the internet. Weird there was no keyboard to use, but I was still able to scroll for whatever I wanted from on the screen.

      Then suddenly, then the screen sort of froze up and I’m trying to scroll whole pages of information, and the screen starts getting larger. And I stop and think, “This definitely isn’t right.”

      So I think – reality check stupid. I go to pinch my nose (this should be a simple task), but I’ve got fat finger syndrome. And I mean literally my fingers and thumb are too large for normal. And I wind up half the time trying to plug my nose by shoving a thumb and finger up my nostrils. This was frustrating. Finally, I managed to pinch my nose off. And I could breathe just fine.

      I thought in my dream, okay I’m lucid, now what. Then it hit me, “I’m LUCID”. Suddenly I couldn’t see. It’s like I had shut my eyes and couldn’t open them. I couldn’t spin, couldn’t walk or move for that matter. I just didn’t know how.

      I was getting disappointed fast, because I wanted to be able to do something fun. I found myself floating into a shower that I was remodeling in our motel, and I’m getting closer and closer to the corner that I hadn’t grouted because I was going to caulk instead. I feel like I’m shrinking so that I can fit into the crack in the tile. All the while I’m thinking, this isn’t what I want to do while I’m lucid.

      It’s like okay I’m know I’m dreaming, but I’m still not the one in control here. Why can’t I control what’s going on?

      I wake up. I’m happy for the lucid, but it’s bittersweet because there was no control on my part. I really don’t even feel like classifying it as lucid. Seems kinda cheap. But I suppose it’s a first step?

      Anybody else ever have that happen?


      DJ 14

      A friend of mine PT and I decide to head to a movie theatre. I’m not even sure what was playing, but from the get up everyone on the outside was in, it must have Star Wars of some sort. We get into the theatre and take out seats and it turns out not be a theatre at all, but a play.

      Star Wars as a play – yikes. Well, this thing skips ahead to where Darth Vader and Obiwan go into their light saber scene and suddenly other people from the audience start going up on stage. With light sabers as well (fully functioning). Obiwan actually decapitates Vader and sliced him open at the chest after he hits the floor, and a smaller version of Vader comes out of the body. He decapitates that Vader and disembowels that one too, and yet another smaller version pops out. This goes on for a while.

      There are still people crowding into the theatre to see the show, and a cute lady sits down in the aisle in a folding chair as all the other seats were taken. Her hand inadvertently comes into contact with mine and we glance at each other and exchange small talk. I don’t know who she is, but want to. But in my mind I know it’s PT’s girlfriend (though she’s not). So now I’m feeling guilty and move my hand. PT gets up to go on stage. I grab at him to warn him not to go unarmed as practically everyone on stage has a light saber.

      He doesn’t even notice the girl sitting next to me. I look at my hands and they’re very dry and cracked as if I had been washing dishes for weeks on end in the winter, They’re painful to move. This lady puts her hands on them and caresses them as if to soothe them from the roughness. I feel a bit awkward, but I also think why wouldn’t PT at least acknowledge her being here. He looked right at her (or through her).

      I take her hand in mine and suddenly the play isn’t important anymore.

      Dream ends. Damn alarm clock has gone and woken me up at 4:30. I hit the snooze hoping to get back into the dream, but to no avail, I just sleep for another 15 minutes until the snooze alarm goes off again and it’s time to get up.

      Now why couldn’t this have been the lucid dream. And let’s keep our minds out of the gutter here folks. That’s not where I was headed.
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    4. WILD attempt(s) with BillyBob method

      by , 06-27-2010 at 04:43 PM
      DJ 10 (27 June 2010) I know this probably doesn’t count as a true dream journal entry, but I wanted to record the experience of a WILD attempt.

      Tried BillyBobs method for WILD a number of times and wound up losing my concentration with my counting and breathing. Woke up realizing I had drifted off. I think that’s when the greeter dream came about.

      There were also a number of Hall. Images that started coalescing into what could have been a dream. I guess I concentrated on them too much and forgot about the breathing/counting and being passive part of the technique. That’ll take practice, but nonetheless it was pretty cool to experience it.

      Again, I know, not a regular dream journal entry, but an attempt at something new.
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    5. Discussions of Donna

      by , 06-27-2010 at 04:31 PM
      DJ 6 (24 June 2010)

      Another 5 minute nap episode. Another dream involving Donna

      Very brief dream. My brother and I are in an office talking with a total stranger sitting behind a desk. (A ton of paperwork pilled on it by the way). Suddenly, we’re discussing my ex-wife and our living arrangements and the paperwork that needs to be filled out and lost on this guy’s desk. I look at my brother and look at the desk and wonder why I’m discussign Donna with a complete stranger, when our relationship (or unrelationship) has already been finalized. I’m aware that I wouldn’t normally be talking to anyone else about this and come to the conclusion that I’m dreaming.

      Again I waste the awareness. But the stupid alarm goes off and I have to get ready for other duties. STUPID ALARM. I’m not sure I’d be able to know what – if anythong – I’d have sone with awaareness anyway.
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    6. Donna again

      by , 06-24-2010 at 03:16 AM
      I’m with my ex-wife in a house that I don’t recognize, but we obviously live there. She’s on her cell phone while I’m doing some work from the office. She’s talking in hushed tones as if to keep the conversation from me. I begin to realize that she’s talking about me and our impending divorce. I try my best to not let it affect me.

      Our land phone rings and she answers it and says, “This is who? Mrs. BillyBob from the Dream View help desk” She then turns to me with a raised eyebrow and hands me the phone.

      Dream ends.

      Now the BillyBob thing obviously came from the Newbie Forum, as I had just read about him yesterday. Don’t know about that Mrs. thingy though. You married BillyBob by chance?
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