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2012-02-21
I remembered a lot of details about my dream, and I wrote them down when I woke up a couple hours earlier than usual. Then I went back to sleep, but when I woke up later, my journal was blank (it's kind of ridiculous how often this happens- I'd have so many lucids if I could just remember to RC while I'm 'journaling' in the morning). I remembered the dream I had just before I woke, though, even if don't remember anything about the one I thought I wrote down.

This area seems to have several groups in conflict. I am not sure which side, if any, we are on. Mostly just trying to survive, I guess.

She's not really human, although she can talk and stuff. She's... a pet. She killed someone. She wasn't supposed to. Then she tried to hide it, but I found out. She killed him in his bed, and now she doesn't want to go near any bed, so she won't sleep. She does some dangerous stuff with the microwave, almost starting a fire. She set the microwave timer for way too long, and she doesn't know to keep certain materials, like metal, out of microwaves. I catch it in time though, and take the stuff out of the microwave.

I'm microwaving a pot pie. There's another one, already cooked. After it's done in the microwave, I'm fiddling with the crust. There are slight burnt spots and undercooked spots, so I'm trying to take those bits out. My friend's dog is on the counter. I tell him not to eat the pies, not that it's going to do any good. It's really awkward for me to try to keep the dog out of the pies while I've got my hand full of gooey crust bits that I picked off the pie. I pick up the dog and put him on the ground.

'She' has to be taught so many basic things. I'm looking at some cookware to get her for her own place, but I'm not sure what to get because she is so bad with microwaves. I find some socks at the store like a special pair my friend has, that look like monster feet. They're sized small. I try them on. They feel like they'll fall off at any moment. Some crafty person at the store adds beads to something I had. She talks about how she does this simple modification with inexpensive beads, but people find it impressive, so it sells really well.

We're trying to get on the bus. We almost miss it, and it's moving as we get on and try to find seats. We show something to the other passengers... books? The guy I'm with... it feels like we are 'her' parents or something similar.

Someone says they've never seen "Let the Right One In". We put it on the tv. I explain how it is an awesome movie, but they'll have to put up with the subtitles because it's in Swedish. The first scene is very vivid. In fact, it's more like I'm in the scene than watching it on a screen. Some kids are running around in the village.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out in front of my great grandmother's house in the daytime. I stood looking in through her front window, which IWL was too high for me to look right into.

My great grandma appeared in the window. I probably knew that she was dead. I think I had the feeling that this was either a dream or some kind of paranormal experience allowing me to see my grandma. So I just told myself to keep calm and let things happen.

My grandma slid up the window, as if this were a double-paned window, which it was not IWL. I believe I asked my grandma how she was doing. I didn't believe she would give me an answer, as my "imagination" wouldn't be good enough to "create" a spontaneous answer from her.

But my grandma did answer. She very gently said she was doing fine, but that she was here more to get an idea of how I personally was doing. She told me I should be more concerned about that as well.

My grandma said she had to go take care of something in the house. She may have directed me to come into the house.

I was now in the house, alone my grandma's "guest room," which I spent a lot of time in as a kid. The lights may have been off, but there was natural light coming into the room.

Suddenly I was aware that my mom and my oldest nephew were under the bed. I could hear them talking. I must have felt that they weren't actually quite my mom and my oldest nephew. I felt like they were supposed to scare me somehow.

The lights now went out in the room. I could hear a switch click -- like the daylight coming in through the windows was controlled by a light switch. The room was now dark as night, with just a bit of light coming from the hallway.

My nephew's voice began laughing insidiously, like he was really trying to scare me. I got the feeling that he wasn't really my nephew, but a demon.

I yelled at the voice, "I'm not afraid of you! You can't scare me!"

I got the feeling that the body for the voice had actually transformed into a monster like a Chinese dragon, with something of a human body, and that the monster would soon jump out from under the bed to attack me.

Last nights dream
Last night I had a false awakening...I knew it was a false awakening but I didn't have any controll.

I'm in bed and my Hubby pulls the duvet off me, I want it back but he won't let me so I pull a sad face and say " I'm cold" in a really sweet voice lol my Hubby then says " just this bit" then gives me some duvet but only a little!
I say to my Hubby " I need a fag" so I sit at the end of my side of the bed to make 1, my Hubby suddenly pushes me off the bed and I land on the floor with a bang. I feel something touch my arse from under my bed, I shit myself but have to look under the bed to see if anything is there but it's just the usual stuff. I almost think bad thoughts to myself like what might appear if I look again but I stop myself and nothing bad appears. I run into my daughters bedroom and grab their hands. My daughter S says " what you doing?" me and all the girls run into all the rooms upstairs shouting " Wahhhhh!!!!" because I knew this would scare anything bad away. We all finish up back in my room and we all collapse onto my bed and laugh our socks off.
I now wake up for real but in sleep paralysis...as I go into another dream I say to myself " I'm dreaming" but don't remember much after that.

I was at home, but the house isn't as similar. My sister was frying salted fish; it was smoky inside the kitchen, and the rest of the house. Blur. I slept. I woke up, seeing the same view I saw before I fell asleep. I was in bed. It was a weekday, early in the morning. We had school (me, my sis, and my bro). My sister said it was good she cooked enough last night to last 'til breakfast.

I can't remember much about the events in my dreams lately, so I will just put out words and phrase clouds:
Bloody hands. A long sword. Two swordsmen fighting. A murderer uncaught wanders about. Someone's arms were cut-off. Bleeding. A dead body covered in blood. Screaming. Fear. Dark. Snakes and apes. A theater-like stage with red curtains and yellow spotlights. A grey rabbit mascot. Shy. Sing. Choir. Red chairs in the auditorium.

I was in a mall with my brother. We went into gamestop and played some kind of Scott pilgrim racing game.
I was in a store kind of like a walmart. There was a slope to a garage underground where the karts were kept. My brother and big mike were there too. I got into a go kart and they shared one. We began to race on the trail throughout the store. We switched karts a few tines and had a few more races. Then we wound up going off the track and into the rest of the store.
There was a shelf with plug and play NES games. Around the corner a man and his kids were looking at a bed.

7/12/2011
I'm trying to figure out the combination to a safe. My dad says no one has ever solved it. I don't believe him. I look for clues. I'm in some sort of hotel or resort. I go through each floor, looking for clues.

The companion with long blond hair isn't compatible with this doctor (Dr. Who stuff). They are too similar. She mostly says 'yes' all the time.

I'm in a bathroom, about to use it, but I hear a noise. There's a gap in the wall behind the toilet. I see someone's boots. It turns out to be a little girl, hiding in the tunnels in the wall. I help pull her out, being careful she doesn't touch the blue toilet water (it's one of those chemical toilets). There are tiny red bugs underneath the toilet seat. I should squish them, but i don't want to touch them.

In bed, I see pests and freak out. There's a tiny mouse, no bigger than the end of my thumb. I blow it away. There are bugs or spiders. Little red ones hiding under the pillow.

There are a group of people up to no good. Something is throw out of a window when the police come to search. I scramble to get it. It's the second clue for the safe.

12.11.2011

Close to Home (Non-Lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My brother is here. As is my mother and father.

I find this somewhat unusual, as I wander through my home, and they interact with me so jovially.

But no matter.

In the garage, now, I feel like practicing some guitar, so, using my TK, I pull it from my upstairs room, phasing it through a few walls on its way to me. Unfortunately, the neck is screwed up, most of the frets are missing, and the strings are incredibly short as result.

Just a glorified bowl.

I take a look around, noticing my brother coming down the stairs behind me. I doubt he'll have an issue with it, so I fill up the guitar with cocoa rice krispies and milk and start to chow down, moving out of the garage, towards the driveway, only to have my father stop me sternly.

He warns me about watching my behavior, and suggests I head back inside.

I oblige.
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We're hosting a house party, and there's lots to do, especially in the kitchen and out back.

Cleaning needs to be done, and things need to be cooked.

I help the best I can.
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Sitting on a cheap bed, in what seems to be a dank hotel room, I notice the dark outside, the sketchy neon street signs, and wonder what I'm doing here. . .

Last nights dream

I am at a house and i'm with a female friend ((not a real life friend, just a dream character friend)) We are stopping and sleeping at this house for some reason. This house resembles mine in parts but only a little. Someone told us to stay there but i don't know why. We are both in bed, a double bed, she is on the left side and I am on the right side. I feel myself being moved across the bed away from her, not alot but I am being moved by some unseen "presense", I decide to try and ignore it and move back again. ((dream skip)) I am downstairs and i can still feel this "presence" with me, it's a bad feeling and I don't like it one bit. I open the door which leads to the kitchen, there is a dog inside. As I open the door there is a black bag on the floor next to it, wedging it and stopping me from opening it fully, I can only open it enough so that there is a small gap. I peek inside and the dog is cowering up the corner of the far wall. I shout the dog and it eagerly comes over to me, it's a lovely friendly dog and it's a black collie cross and I think its my dog from when I was a child. I really begin to fear for this poor helpless dog. I tell the dog to go onto it's bed but it wouldn't, instead it went and cowered in the corner again as if it was scared of something. I shut the door and go back upstairs. I felt the "presence" stringer now but i decided to get back into bed and ignore it again. I said something about the "presence" to my friend who was still in bed and she was also scared. I am now lying in bed and again feel this "presence", it's pulling the cover off us again, I pull it back and then the duvet is quickly pulled from us again, O amholding onto it and won't loose it, this "presence" drags it right off the bed and i am being dragged with it. I am in the air still holding onto the cover and i'm being pulled quickly against the wall and i'm heading towards the corner. I feel the corner getting closer and i know that if i get dragged into the corner I will be gone forever ((dream skip)) I am now standing in the bedroom and i scream to my friend "WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE NOW!!!" We both run out of the room and down the stairs, we feel the evil charging after us and i think about the freightened dog and I go to get her. I quickly shove the door open as far as I can and i call her, she is really pleased to see me and hurries over, I pick her up and hold her tight, I head towards the front door and then I wake up

I am in a hospital and i have a very bad cough i am also struggling to breathe and it feels awfull. I am standing up and have to lean over as i start coughing prefusely, i can't get my breath and my chest feels so tight. I begin to dribble as i cough and to be fair i couldnt give a shit who see's me dribbling and spitting A nurse comes over to me and says "here use this" she puts an oxygen mask on my face and i feel like i can breathe again, she says "it's an inhaler, it will help!" I feel alot better and she takes the mask from me and tells me to go and get a shower before going to bed, she then leaves. I walk forward and i see a big room infront of me it's like a hospital ward. I look to my right and a little behind me and there is a small room, i see a shower cubicle and it has a red triangular bar next to it like something for an elderly or disabled person to hold onto. I look again in the ward, double checking to see if there are anymore showers but i can't see any. I turn back to look for the nurse behind me and she is standing there watching me, I point to the shower cubicle and say "that one there?" she says "yes" while nodding her head and smiling to me. I walk towards the cubicle ((dream skip)) I am in a place like a massive empty room, there is only 1 bed in here and it is placed up against the wall. I am sitting up in bed and have the blankets over me, it's a grey blanket, a nurse is sitting on the bed with me, she is wearing normal clothes, she is really friendly and i remember feeling a closeness to her, like she was very motherly towards me and very caring towards me. I felt as if i knew her. We are talking and i feel a little poorly again and seem to be struggling a little again with my breathing, she tells me to take the inhaler again but says " next time you need it i can't give it to you because we aren't allowed inhalers in this hospital" In my dream I am my daughters sister and i say something about her boyfriend, the nurse says something which i can't remember but she thinks my daughters boyfriend is my boyfriend, I am shocked at this and say " he's not my boyfriend he's L's" As i am talking to the nurse i see a few tiny flies on my bed, the nurse looks and says "where have these come from?" i say " i don't know" She carries on talking to me and i begin to see more of the flies appear, i look at the nurse and i see 1 running around really quickly in the middle of her fore head and i think "can't she feel that?" I shout out to her "ON YOUR HEAD!!!" She flaps about and gets off the bed trying to shake them off her. I panick and think " i have to get out of the bed, there are probably loads of them in here crawling about on me!" I pull the covers off me which are covered with flies and i see flies running all over my legs.. I have blue leggins on and they are covered in these tiny little fly things, i jump up and shake and furiously shake them off me, suddenly i am covered with them again ((at this point i actually wonder to myself how this is possible)) i again wipe them all off me. A male doctor comes to me and says something to me about having to move to another hospital, then i wake up.

Dream 2

I am in the bus station and i'm wandering what bus to catch. I see the bus that i need and get on it, it's packed. ((everytime i get on a bus in my dreams it's always packed)) I am sitting at the front of the bus, i am talking to an elderly gentleman and a younger person. Our bus is waiting to go but there is another bus infront of us, our bus pulls up close to the other bus so that the front of ours touches the back of the one infront, I think to myself "I dont like being this close" The bus infront has to quickly reverse for some reason, our bus then reverses, I wandering whats going on and know that there is a panick for some reason. As we reverse the bus infront of us reverses and comes to rest at the left of our bus. I look forward to see whats going on and i can see a fork lift truck, it's facing the front of the other bus and it's fork's are lifted into the air just a little higher than their heads. I look across to the driver of the other bus and he looks at me as if to say "PHEW, THAT WAS CLOSE!!", i nod my head to him and say, "you were really lucky then, that could have gone through your heads and made a right mess!! lol..then i wake up

I'm in my room on the 5th floor. The room has a light blue light.

I am at the entrance of the room looking. To my right I have my bed, and to my left there´s a sofa, the sofa is like a kind of bed.
There lays three or four people, including A.

The other person is a woman who does not have more than 18 years old. It has medium brown skin and long black hair.

She has a nice body.

I start flirting with her and A laughs in approval.

I read a book that appears next to me, and on the book there´s the word "Lulullu" and I know that this is her name.
I begin to kiss her and I touch her lips with the tip of my tongue, she loves that and gives me a french kiss...

Suddenly she takes the blanket off her and decides to come to bed. A smiles and leaves the room.

Lulullu is in bed with me, she´s reading a purple paper, and she tells me in russian: "We may as well stay here until 2 in the morning doing nothing, or we can see the effects of an explosive sexual penetration ..." and he laughs mischievously for me.

Another night where I remember only a fragment of a dream:

I'm lying in bed and wearing pajamas and a robe. I'm not laying flat, I'm propped up against some pillows that are between me and the headboard. Theres a young woman laying in bed next to me and propped up as I am. She's very pretty and kind of resembles Sara Gilbert (from the Big Bang Theory). We're talking and I ask her what she wants for Christmas. She tells me she wants a sister. I respond by telling her she already has two sisters, thinking in my mind of two girls (sisters) I know in real life. She says, "I know." So I ask her again, "What do you really want for Christmas?" and playfully bump her left knee with my right knee. She laughs and responds by rolling sideways towards me and gripping my knee with both of her knees. I take it as her flirting with me.

At this point I woke up because I needed to use the bathroom.

After falling back asleep, I enter the same dream it seems, but now I am off the bed and standing at the doorway of the bedroom. I'm bouncing a large blue tennis ball against the wall iin the next room. (By large, I mean kick ball sized) But after bouncing it against the wall for a while, I notice that the ball is leaving marks on the wall. I look closer and notice that they're not scuff marks; they're lined up perfectly horizontally and vertically. And some of the marks actually look like symbols. One is a half circle (like a smile) with a dot above it. I turn and ask the girl on the bed to "take a look at these marks on the wall."

After this I wake up and can't get back to sleep.

Dream - Lucid

I was laying in my bed on my stomach. Paul was sleeping next to me. I hoped he didn't try anything.

Then, it was morning, and we were up and out of bed. Brittany, a girl I met in one of my classes, laughed and said Paul had stayed at my house every night. She was right. I thought about it, and he had. I didn't understand why though. I mean, nothing had ever really happened between us or anything.

We were then laying in bed again. I was laying on my stomach, and I felt Paul put his arm over me and kinda cuddle me. I was so tired I didn't fight it. Paul then said something about us partying all night and staying up till dawn. I told him I couldn't because I had a test in the morning. He kept on talking about it anyway.

Another morning came. We were both up and about again. I looked at Paul, and all he was wearing were these mustard yellow boxers. I didn't look at him for too long; I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. I quickly averted my eyes.

I then went to class. I was in this big auditorium that reminded me of my old middle school auditorium.

Then, I was in bed again, and figured out I was dreaming. I looked around, and the TV was in the wrong place. I then did I finger count: 5 on the right hand, 6 on the left. I got up out of bed and went to phase through a wall, hoping it would take me somewhere else.

I was too hasty and didn't think through were I wanted to go, however, and things went black. I was in bed again after a few seconds of darkness, but I was still aware that I was dreaming. I decided to go get my brother and show him around the world of lucid dreaming. I got up out of my bed and hovered a little. I then went to my door to exit the room. I decided to not phase through it this time since the last time ended in blackness. I turned the handle, first doing another finger count.

I then was in my brother's room, trying to get his dream body out of bed. I don't remember much else from this part of the dream.

The next thing I know, I'm standing in front of a mirror. I look at my reflection, bu I discover that I look totally different. My hair is much darker, straighter, and longer, and my face looked much different and a bit younger. I concentrated a little more on it, and I started to be able to recognize my eyes on the unknown face staring back at me in the mirror.

I then decided to try something I've always heard about, but have never had experience with. A lot of people have told me that when they see their reflection in their dreams, it's horrible, disgusting, and terrifying. I've never had that experience, so I decided to try something to see what would happen. I said, out loud to my reflection,
"I want to face my demons. Show me my demons."
My face started to morph and change, every so often stopping in a distorted position. It would enlongate, flatten, my eyes would shrink, my face at one point looked kind of like an ass, etc. It just kept doing that. I could even feel it happening physically.

However, it wasn't scary. Just kinda weird.

I was then in a room somewhere. I felt the dream losing stability, so I started to feel and concentrate on my surroundings. I ran my hand over a glass surface, focusing on how real the glass felt. Below the glass was a metal surface. I did the same for that. I felt the cold, shiny metal under my fingers. It made the dream feel more stable.

A dream from a few weeks ago, I got some catch up to do!

I was walking through ruins composed of the remains of what looked like a brick structure and several other structures making up the size of about two houses. The ground was made of sand and there was no sign of any other structures in the distance.

I lived there and had a few furnishings spreed throughout the ruins such as a bed next to the remains of a couple of walls, a small dresser and a table all spaced apart.

Out of nowhere a flock of tourist shows up and starts walking through my ruins taking pictures, most of them in Hawaiian shirts and carrying fancy cameras with huge lenses. I begin to yell at them, saying that I live there and that they can't be here without permission.

One of them started to go through a drawer in my table and I ran over to him and asked him what he was doing. He responded with something like "I can do whatever I want, what is it to you?" I was suddenly holding a bag I own with my hard drives in it and a shoved the tourist against the wall and thrust-ed the bag at his head. It landed with a thud on the table next to him and his face filled with fear. I angrily told him that this was my home and that they needed to get out. He said he was just here to see the ghosts, and I told him I didn't care and that he needed to leave.

I released him from my angry grasp and he began to back away still scared. Suddenly a ghost appeared behind me, and called out to me. I turned around, said hi, and began to talk to him. We had clearly been friends for awhile.

All of the tourists stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the phenomenon I was talking to. We continued to catch up and I took his hands in a friendly gesture. Holding hands I walked with him suspended several feet in the air well over the tourists heads. They were all still frozen with amazement.

Me, my parents, some boy, and his parents are all at a bed and breakfast. Something happened and the curtains started catching on fire and disintegrating. The boy, who looked remotely like my friend Andy, grabbed the last unlit curtain and tried to blow the flames out. I jumped onto a chair and grabbed the other end, trying to help him put it out. They just wouldn't go away, so the bed and breakfast owner, she said "Just leave it be, I have to buy new ones anyway." So we let go off it and it immediately swings back onto the flames and disappears. We apologize, but she says the donut maker guy did it, not us. We go see the poor guy, he looks at the andy-lookalike-kid and says that he's his real father. The boy's parents look at him and nod. The boy just shrugs and picks a donut. The donut was gray, the same color as his apparent father's shirt.

Dream 1:
I am with four people, my brother B, and two adult figures (One of them was my dad, I think). The two adults have a large metal tank with legs. They are filling it with helium to make it float, and I don't think that makes sense/will work, but it does. Me and B are supposed to compete to glue these light bulb contraptions on to the sides of the tank, but we get distracted. In the end, he wins, and I am very upset. We get in a fight. He points at himself and says "smart" and then at me and says "dumb". I storm off dropping f-bombs.

Dream 2:
I vaguely remember being in some sort of large inside play house.

Dream 3:
I am in a room that is my "knitting room". I am sleeping there, but I almost feel as though I shouldn't be. It is adjoined with more rooms in a building, but the other rooms aren't my. It is my office/some sort of workplace. A girl is here, even though it is really early in the morning, and I feel the urge to hide under my covers from her. She comes in later and tells me she wrote and expose on one of my coworkers dogs. I talk to my mom about this, and decide to prove the girl wrong by cooking some sort of dish with cheddar cheese on top of it. It works! Huzzah.