Skygerobrian

Was in an unfamiliar house that I guess I was moving into. There wasn't much light except that coming from some side lamps. There was lots of stuff everywhere. There were other people living in the house. I was talking to someone in another room while I moved someone else's stuff out of the room I was going into. I wasn't sure who it belonged to but I hauled some of it to a room upstairs. At the top I heard someone coming out of the shower and the door was open. I realized it was Amber and didn't wan't to appear like a peeping tom and so literally slid back down the stairs.

Next I was starting up my jeep which was full of people. Amber was in the rear passenger side seat. I asked if she had any suggestions for chill music to listen too while I drove. "hmm you could listen to what I'm listening too." she said. I realized she had earbuds in. I asked what she was listening too and she started to get really embarrassed. I think she was listening to a soundtrack to some very soap-opera-esk show.

01/14/2013
2:07am
short lucid bit

Sitting at the bottom of my old high school's bleachers. There were people from my old church and close family friends the Bs. I was sitting in an office chair flipping through old 3x5 photos when I came across one of Seth and Amber. In the dream they had once dated. In the photo they were sitting on pool rafts, being playful and slightly sinking. There was some others barely in the pic. I noticed that Amber looked really good in her bikini. She doesn't look bad now but she has aged a little. Then I noticed Seths hair which was almost shoulder length, wavy and had a big bald spot(He has never balded).

I was sitting next to Amber and so I held out the picture and said "Hey look at this".. She made some comment about how Seth was always so proud of his hair.. to which I replied "Don't worry I remind him that he looks like a doosh." She laughed and said "Yah that's what my mom does." For some reason my brain was mixing everything up in this dream and Seth's mom was Amber's mom instead.

I laugh too and my chair scoots back about twenty feet or so and quickly whirls back to where I started. I was half pushing half floating. I thought this was a very strange thing for a chair to be able to do through sand. I asked with my brain if anyone had seen that and people in the crowd(which was different now) started to raise their hands. I looked at my hand and quickly counted five fingers. I knew I must be wrong and when I took a better look there were three small extra fingers coming out of the right side of my palm. I wasn't lucid very long before the dream faded.

12/29/2012
11:09am

I was in a couple groups of people out on a large grassy lawn. I think there were a couple teams perhaps cleaning. Their were electrical towers and compressed air. Once we completed our task I noticed one man that was looking suspicions. I thought he might be a pedophile and that he had some sinister plan though there were no children present that I remember. I was to foil/discover his plan. He became nervous and walked out to his car.

The man had a small, white, curly haired dog and now he was calling to it from his car. He was angry and waving at the animal. I was still trying to hold the man us so justice could be served and in not wanting to let the dog go back to its master we had a confrontation. The dog started barking, growling and looking meaner than any small dog has ever looked before. I got down on its level and growled and scowled right back. And for a minute looking at all its teeth I began to back down. People began to root me on and I wound up winning the face off.

That's all I remember but I'm sure the man is behind dream-world bars.

12/27/2012
3:30am

All I can remember is rope being either braided or unwound.

12/24/2012
4:00am

Don't remember much of the story but the visual stuck with me.
Some kid was coming down sick I think because he had been left with his dying / sick grandfather.
This was some sort of rare ancient disease that would baffle all scientists or a witch's curse.

Imagery One..ewe
Humanish figure(boy's grandfather) laying in mud. His flexh is spongy, slimy, and soaking wet. All over are worm-like tentacles. His mouth is open and filled with slimy water. His eyes are open and vacant.

Imagery Two...also ewe
Same creature is kneeling and talking to his grandson.

12/24/2012
2:31am

A small group of people and I are in a stadium / industrial like labyrinth. It had an extremely high sealing and hight walls. There were no seats but it was still gigantic and oval. From our particular location, you couldn't see much except the ceiling and tall parallel walls that bordered the wide curving path that we were on. The floor was dirt, hard and dusty. There were also some metal ladders that led up to a catwalk above.

Down at the other end of the pathway and off to the side was an exit that we were trying to get to. We had to get there quickly or we would be transported back to do it again. We tried several times before one of us realized that we had to carry a large role of silver duct-tape to the exit. Caring the tape was my task.

We ran down the path again but when I was about 3 quarters of the way the tape was snatched from my hand by some sort of vine that came from behind. We repeated, and again I was foiled. Then I had a bright idea that I was sure would work. Again we ran, but before the tape could be snatched I wrapped the end around a ladder a few times.

Then the creature that had been snatching the tape came again. This time it was not vine like and came upside down from the cieling hanging on part of its coat-tail turned spiderwebish. It was a sly spirit. His cloths were white and floating about, and he had a strange non-trustworthy grin. The guardian quickly struck me in the chest sending me back several feet while he ripped the tape away from the ladder.

I objected. The guardian looked at me and started to speak. I think he was explaining the task and that I must make a deal in order to pass. He grabbed something from his inside coat pocket and with his long arm held it out. As he did I saw it transform from ? into a small piece of paper. It was about 5"x8" and held so that the long end was perpendicular to the ground. It also had a faint water mark that lived up to its name by rippling on the page. The page also moved like it was blowing in the wind. There was no text on the paper. I understood that the guardian wanted me to sign this contract and again I objected because I felt like I had already done all that should be required to finish this task. "You mean like a contract?!...for something I've all ready done"

I woke up soon after.

12/20/2012
3:40am

I was a passenger in Seth's car heading to his house I think. First we are driving up the highway then we are headed away from his house down another road. The driving scenes had been skipping a little. Seth started to pass other cars and it seemed like it took a long time to pass them at moderate speeds.

Then while we drove normal some guy did some crazy driving and cut us off. It was at this time that I began to notice how crazy the roads were. My head was resting on the dash while I thought about the driving and where we were headed. I commented about everyone's driving and looked in the rear-view mirror. There swerving all through traffic was a cloaked figure with a flying desk about 2 to 3 feet off the ground. He was dressed all in black and had a large hat. Everything he wore waved about like a spirit...(almost dementor like but not so dark and decaying.) His desk and chair were also wavy and black. The desk itself was small and almost resembled a keyless keyboard with pointed wavering ends. He was following us.. I mentioned the guy in the desk as a case in point. ...

"Wait a sec" I thought "Crazy driving, skipping places, Flying Desk".... I did a reality check. My hand looked normal but I counted 6 fingers.... I remained calm but no sooner had I RCd than I woke up.

12/20/2012
3:40am

At work in the maintenance shop talking to other maintenance guys. One of them has dry skin on his face and they are discussing ways to prevent, treat and cure dry skin. The scene shifts and we are on the plant floor which looks a little more like a convention centre than usual. We are following a guy who works for a company that provided us with an air dryer system for our compressors.

We stop in front of the new unit and we all lean in to hear what he is saying. There is lots of ambient noise as usual. He starts going through operation of the machine and basic maintenance. He stresses that we should try to conserve battery life by keeping the volume down on the machine. ..."There has been allot of places that I've visited where the operators had the alarms all the way up and I'm just sick of it."....He continued by saying we should keep it as quiet as someone doing technical work at a nuclear plant (like they needed to concentrate heavily)

I asked how we would be able to hear the machine if we had it so quiet.. My brain must have been thinking about music because I asked if there was an 1/8th inch audio jack....."What??"..."Is there an 1/8th inch audio jack?... Then I thought I spotted one "Oh there it is....wait that is just an ethernet port," I went on to suggjest that they get some sort of wifi / bluetooth thing going on because it would be realy hard to hear the alarm otherwise.

12/14/2012
11:30pm

I am at a party in a large warehouse and people are dancing. It still a pretty big room but small by comparison. There are disco lights and smoke. There are several groups between me and my girlfriend who I see dancing and having a good time. I am extremely tired and because of the setting I started to feel drunk like I haven't been in a long time. Next to me is a really cute girl dancing and she starts to flirt with me. I'm too tired to participate and besides I have a girlfriend. I lean up against the wall. I close my eyes and start to slide down the wall till I am lying on the floor. I didn't want my girlfriend to see me drunk but still was wishing she would come take care of me.

I fall asleep for a bit. When I wake up the lights are out and everyone had gone to sleep where they were. A giant quilt covered the whole room and only the people along the wall could pop their heads out. Most had paired up but nothing sexy had gone on. I wondered why my girlfriend hadn't laid down next to me. Instead, the flirt was next to me and she was playing with my hair and starting to cuddle up. I was way to tired to move and so I let her do her thing. Our legs were touching when I sat up to see where my girlfriend was. I couldn't see here but thought that she was probably one of the lumps under the quilt about 15' away where she had been dancing.

Still exhausted I plop back down to the floor. The flirt plays with my hair some more and then I hear my girlfriends voice saying something along the lines of "WTF...what is going on here.. you letting her..."...I don't have an explanation. I'm to tired to give an explanation. Being as tired as I was would have worked but I was to tired to even think of that. For those few moments my GF was pissed but then she became totally unconcerned.

Apparently she had been loving the huge climbing wall in the next room and was climbing alone while everyone slept. The flirt and I followed her there as she put on fall protection and a hard hat (like I have at work). The climbing wall covered every wall of this part of the warehouse and extended across the ceiling. There was also metal scaffolding and walkways above the middle of the floor.

I felt concerned that my GF had been climbing without someone to watch her. Trying not to sound too bossy I ask her not to climb by herself because it is dangerous. I say something about needing to go home but GF says that we don't exactly have one of these at home and wants to keep climbing. As the dream fades I see more of what is in the warehouse. There is heavy industrial extrusion dies with eye hooks on them. Climbing rope and chains are run though the eye hooks...............Wake up

11/08/2012
11:30pm

The first part was like watching a tv show. A teenage girl (from the Disney channel I think) was having a bad dream. I think people and things were disappearing. Soon enough she realizes that she is dreaming. She starts yelling at the top of her lungs "Wake up, wake up, wake up!!!!" The way she shouted reminds me of Dawn's tantrums from the show "Buffy the Vampire Slayer".

She sits up in bed and realizes that she just had a false awakening. We do a reality check and I become lucid. I feel extremely tired and sit up in bed. Not thinking to anchor my dream I try to change the lighting by waving my hands around. Faint, glowy, swirls appear in my bedroom but nothing more as would be expected.

Still very tired I feel myself start to wake up. I see a blue dot appear on my wall and I think it might be my real life clock. I closed my eyes tight and count..."one one thousand, two one thousand....." The dream stabilizes and and despite my exhaustion I get up and walk toward the door that leads outside my home. I was hoping for the scene to change into a beautiful landscape.

The room is very different now. Instead of a queen size bed in the middle of one wall, I get off of a twin size bed in the corner. I see my girlfriend sleeping on a futon mattress near the door but I keep walking..slowly because I am still so tired.

I finally reach the door but as I reach for the knob a creature runs along the wall across the door and of down the other wall. It scared me at first but I knew that I was dreaming and caught a glimpse of it as it passed. It was only a dream tabby cat running on the wall. After that there were big puppies everywhere around my feet and on the ceiling. They curled up against my legs and I grabbed an adorable pup off the wall. I brought it in to let it lick my face but it was dark and I couldn't see its face... perhaps I was holding it backwards..........Wake up.

12/04/12
11:00am

Me, family members, and good friends of the family are all travelling on a bus. I look out the window into this old industrial yard. There is a pile of stuff and large overhead pipes. (I had a other dream here but can't remember any more than being in a hurry and going through the piles and maybe turning some valves.) Also in the yard was a motor-home.

I could see in through the back window of the motor home from the bus that there was a pile of wood inside being fed into some kind of furnace. We stopped and went inside the motor home. The inside was cramped but much larger than it could possibly have been. To our good fortune we had stumbled upon one of the worlds greatest secrets.

This place apparently made some of the best bread ever....hence the wood furnace. Somehow they also managed to make wheat beer from the bread. I tried one and it was..omg outstanding. After finishing my drink we headed along some tables towards some stairs leading downstairs. On the tables were some cakes, pastries, pies, and other goodies. I tried something with banana... and it was also extremely good. I also remember their being some sort of kiwi cake. We didn't gorge ourselves and headed downstairs. I sat in a subway train like seat next to my sister and Ilean. They both had small plates. I was so happy and pleased that I squeed a little.

11/29/12
4:00am

I went to go visit my family at church and everyone was so glad to see me because they thought I was returning to the flock. I was talking to some kid when some lady started telling me about how nice it was to have me back and something about my self esteem..blah blah. I got upset, grabbed my stuff and started to leave. My Mom ran up to me and asked .."Wait. Where are you going?" I told her that I didn't believe in god and it has nothing to do with self esteem or anything other than evidence.

11/25/2012
5:00am
non lucid

Bear
My girlfriend and I were up above my childhood town by the irrigation ditch which was drained. Sneaking along the ditch was three small anthropomorphic animals. There was a badger, a raccoon, and something else maybe a bird. On the other side of the ditch I saw a baby bear. My girlfriend said "Ahhh". It was cute as all hell and I noticed another one. I knew that momma bear would be showing up and so I climbed up a downed tree and up it at an angle to its stump. It had been cut with a chainsaw, was pretty skinny, and right in front of its stump was another almost identical stump. I was having trouble balancing and intended on jumping to the next stump when I saw momma come through the brush roaring angrily. "Beth, get up here!" Beth is my sisters name and I said "Why did I call you Beth? Sorry, but get up here".. Not like it would have done a bit of good because we were right between the babies and their mother. And now there was two moms. Last thing I remember was deciding whether or not to jump down and run away along the ditch.


Scuba Diving
I was looking through the newspaper classified for rental homes and came across an interesting add. For some reason it gave a higher price if you were a certified scuba diver or treasure hunter. The scene transitioned and my girlfriend and I were standing behind an old yellow 1 bedroom house by a shallow bay. We stood on a small, cracked patio surrounded by a row of brick that sort of held back the over grown grass, weeds, and bushes. Who new what old useless things were buried in the mud and the grass. It was cold, damp, and the sky was gray. Looking at one edge of the patio under some brush was some tanks and scuba gear. I come to the conclusion that the reason the rent was higher was because of they didn't want to share the treasure.

Soon enough we get into the water and swim around just a bit. I am a bit nervous and so I don't dive to deep. In fact I don't dive any more than I would without gear. Out in the bay are a few old boats and a some steal oil rig looking thing. I decide that there isn't going to be anything out there and that this was a waist of time and possibly dangerous. My girlfriend is is reluctant to get out despite the cold. End

11/19/2012
5:30am
non lucid

A couple guys and I stood outside on the well lit patio of a small country home at night. There were no lights on in the house. An old screen door was slightly opened but the main door was shut. Against the house was a few old chairs, a walking stick, and probably a couple old rusty tools. To one side of the house was a barely visible dirt road that disappeared beyond some bushes and out into the night. Just behind the bushes parked on the side of the road I could see the top of a faded blue Chevy truck.

We knew some guys were coming out to gun us down but we had some sort of plan. One guy came running up and said they were coming. Soon enough one guy came up to us, pulled out a shotgun and pointed it at the DC nearest the front door. The gunman had an average build, brown hair, flannel shirt, blue jeans, and boots. This didn't bother me much because I knew that one of my DC buddies was supposed to be sneakin' up behind the bushes any minute. He was supposedly a insanely dangerous guy that nobody should mess with and he had dealt with this sort of situation before.

What I thought was going to happen is that he would come up and shoot the gunman from the bushes with some sort of dart or arrow. Once I knew he was out at the bushes I began to talk to the gunman. "You don't wanna do that man." I said "you better get out of here...your times running out man..better run..". It was then that I noticed the guy I was waiting for was holding up a pair of antlers from behind the bushes. Then he was only holding up one antler. It was some sort of signal to us that he was there and ready. "This is retarded. Shoot the guy already" I thought. However, before he could do anything, the gunman ran off down the road.

Now it was just me outside and I walked toward the dirt road to meet two more of our crew which were coming up the road with weapons. One quickly moved past me and into the house but the next guy stopped in front of me. He was just about the nerdiest guy I've ever seen with high blue waisted pants, yellow button up shirt, and carrying some really poorly made bows and quivers full of arrows with equally poor construction. He handed me one bow and a quiver and we made our way into the house.

As I was going into the house and the dream theme began to transition, I noticed that my bow could bend in the middle like a hinge which made it practically useless. The nerds bow was in the same condition. Directly inside was the living room and directly to the right of us was the back of a couch and to the left was a wall. A kitchen and hall way opened up to the left at the end of the wall. Things were fairly cluttered, dishes were dirty, and someone was constructing a home made play pen between the kitchen and the couch in the living room.

The play pen had four small PVC pipes, one at each corner and held in place by something heavy yet not sturdy enough. Wrapped around the pipes was a tarp like material. The pen had no floor and the carpet was covered in small shredded scraps of cardboard or something like that. The sides were also trying to fall in. The nerd went to one side and bent his bow into a ninety degree angle and used it to stabilize one corner. I followed suit with the opposite corner and was happy to be rid of the stupid bow. As we headed into the kitchen the dream transitioned again.

I found my self on the run as I shuffled out of the kitchen and through hallways of an old wooden ship / submarine. I was looking for a way out and also searching for something. Finally I came to a spot where I could just barely squeeze myself up and through a path in the upper corner of a hallway. I lifted myself up through the opening and out into the water. I held on to the ship which appeared to be partially sunk. The hole where I had come out was gone and in front of me just inside a break of the hull was a medium sized treasure chest. I opened the chest and and gazed inside to find more empty containers which were shaped like the tops of bird houses and were all fitted together on their sides. I figured that I hadn't found anything worth much and so I swam off toward the shore.

note: I think this part of my dream must have bin partly inspired by Assassins Creed III.

There were a few rocks sticking up out of the water but the waves were calm and blue, the sun bright, and the beach was sandy and beautiful. I didn't get very far when I had second thoughts about the treasure and decided to turn around. However before I got back to the ship a jet boat came speeding from behind some nearby rocks. At this point and this point only, the boat was towing a matching trailer. It was those same jerks from the first part of the dream and the driver was heading straight for me. When they hit me I somehow managed to grab onto the boat and without them noticing that I was still alive. Careful not to get cut up by a propeller which the boat shouldn't have had I made my way to the back of the boat and took a look inside.

There were three guys total but one of them was only a young teenager who was asleep in the back seat. I considered secretly throwing them all over board one by one. I would have to start with the kid but I couldn't take the chance that he could get hurt or drown. Before I made any decision the boat crashed into the beach, throwing us all onto the beach. Again the dream transitioned.

Next thing I remember was standing inside a cave on the beach amongst the wreckage. One of the guys was pointing a shotgun at one of my buddies again. I remember trying not to kill anyone and somehow I manage to stop any violence from occurring. Some of the wreckage may have been alien spaceships and there was also other bits of technologically advanced equipment around the cave. Most of this equipment was actually human and was used to examine the alien stuff many years ago. It felt like this cave had been forgotten several years ago by the US government..kinda Stargate-ish . There was a dusty row of monitors and some small cube-ish computing modules all lined up on shelves.

Last transition and I am observing a conversation between people wearing lab-coats in a CSI type evidence lab. There were two guys sitting down near a security door and a female investigator was asking them about some breach in security that had happened somewhere. The two guys kind of shrugged brainlessly like they had no idea there was a problem. Apparently they had let an imposter get through their background check system...twice. The investigator looked through an evidence tray filled with what I think was pot and grabbed a large brownish-orange medicine container also filled with the same stuff. She looked over at the too men and asked "But why would they use this place to get through twice?" She was implying that the guys had messed up and that the imposter had used this lab because it was easy.


END

11/19/2012
2:30am
Non lucid
Lucid

At a large live theatre like building a group of people and I were discussing certain current issues. There were large speakers and great lighting. To the left of the seating was a large control room with windows that pointed out toward the stage and audience. Also a ramp came up from the base of the stage and met the control room at a slight angle where there was a wide opening in the wall. There was no production going on at the moment but other people were busy doing random things in preparation for some event.

I entered the control room and started talking to Jock who was sitting at a computer. He swivelled around in his chair to greet me and we chatted a bit. He wrote his number down on a piece of paper so I could call him up later and finish our exchange. I started to walk out to the ramp and I looked at the page. He had also written the names and numbers of other people we both know and was nice enough to include other numbers like the local movie theatre, hardware store, and pizza joint. I thought this was slightly strange but also helpful and kind.

I stuffed the list in my back pocket and continued over to the ramp when the dream started to transition. Suddenly I saw one of my least favourite pop artist flying down the mountain on skis, catching air of a snow berm and headed straight for me. Before I could move Cher crashed into me, knocking me to the ground.

The dream re-transitioned and I found myself in the kitchen with my girlfriend. I thought to myself "WTF was Cher doing in my dream? On Skis!?Crashing into me only moments before at a place I've never been to?" I started to do a reality check by looking down counting my fingers. "one, two, three" I could already see my hand was not normal but I continued counting any way and my girlfriend joined in the increasingly exciting count. "four, Five, SIX, SEVEN!". I had about nine fingers on my right hand all together. "Ah ha I am dreaming." I told my girlfriend and gave her a high five. Unfortunately I forgot to anchor myself and tugged at my GF black shirt to bring her in for a kiss before I took off to do whatever. She giggled and gently pushed me away and said "Pshht come on silly you're dreaming.".. then I woke up.. Pfffft.