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I was walking down a path with pretty plants on either side. I look to my right and see a dinosaur of some kind giving birth. Someone next to me starts a short small talk "Isn't it beautiful?" I respond with something like yeah something like that. I then continue down the path and I'm holding 2 frames with squares cut in them. There's a slug on the bottom frame and I try my best to not squish it. I manage not to, and I'm about to deposit it on one one of the potted plants on a shelf I'm approaching.

I'm in my cousins house. My favorite cousin asks my aunt where the margarita thing is. "It's in the cupboard with the candy. But you better not be using it for what I think your using it for."

I'm in a house, I look to my left and there's a shelf full of guitars. I see a beautiful brown bass with 5 strings, so I grab it and try to play it. The body is like a foot thick so I have a very hard time playing it normally. I set it down on the table, and pluck all 6 of the strings. They're all out of tune, so I decide to tune the first 4 EADG and leave the rest how they are. I turn the tuning key while plucking the first string and I realize i don't know what it's supposed to sound like. I find an amp like device in front of me so I plug it in, and try t tune the string again. I failed, and now I feel like I'm trespassing, so I go to the fridge and grab a coconut water, and walk to the door.

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I had the most intense dream last night. I was watching a video of the day of my birth on a TV screen. My mom (died December 2019) was in the hospital bed, cradling "baby me". I started getting emotional. Next thing I know, I am IN the scene, physically standing next to the bed. Mom and the baby are gone. Suddenly, mom is standing next to me. I basically launch myself into her arms, holding her tightly. All I can utter between sobs is "mama, mama". I had a very strong feeling that this was really her somehow, not just a dream character. But knowing the dream was multi-leveled, I know that can't be true.

Recorded the majority of these dreams early on in a vague form on my phone on waking up. Had to go somewhere in the car; while I was waiting in the car for an hour, typed everything out in more detail, which I'm now putting on the DJ here.

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First Dream (Some detail missing):

Fairly long dream. Can’t remember the start now but I would recurringly go for a swim with H but also alone. When I started, I felt weak and slow. I can’t remember the water's temperature.

We were on some sort of cruise ship but it was mostly empty, and I don’t think it was ever moving. I started to become strong at swimming, when I was back on the decks I can remember feeling like I my chest was sort of almost puffing out from all the swimming workout.

At some point I was walking down some wooden decking stairs and I could see my parents lounging on some patio type chairs on a higher level. I could hear dad make some sort of mock bird call. I remember then seeing some birds. Seagulls? Dad laughed. H asked from some place below, “is that your dad?” I said yes and then remember continuing down the stairs and losing sight of them.

It was daytime for most of this dream but I made note of the fact that it was sort of cloudy and grey. I remember a horizon of water. It may have been windy but I don’t remember the sound of it.

I remember a few times I’d take my boots off, but at no point do I remember what I was wearing.

When I went swimming, after a short while I’d usually arrive at this sea floor base of some kind. This place did have a lot of people. I remember lockers, the inside of this place almost felt like some swimming pool changing rooms but with a more modern and futuristic feel to it, a bit more like the base from Ocean Girl or the sea city from Bioshock.

Before this dream or through the middle of it, I was stuck in some sort of void like limbo with H for a time. It was like being in an out of control perpetual fall, and there was a strange light and distant but dark cosmic background. This void was filled with ancient structures and artefacts from unknown civilisations, a lot of the stuff looking like it was from some sort of classic period.

I remember interacting with some walls and pillars from a distance, with some kind of telekinetic ability, and cutting them up into smaller chunks. As I did their lighting would change, usually to some dramatic purples and yellows.

At some nearer the “end” of the cruise ship segments I went into this too, to have a wee, but there were no toilets. In the dream my mind was telling me that there were some type of urinals but there was nothing on walls or anything like toilets. Instead there were some tables. I walked past a clear plastic box filled with what looked like cheap and brightly coloured electronic components.

At the tables were some big circuit boards with several components already soldered on, including some transformers. For whatever reason I had to have a wee on these boards, but I remember someone telling me I could only wee on the electrolytic capacitors... I remember doing it, but on a big black electrolytic cap, and then some guy appeared, who apparently owned all this stuff and told me off just for weeing on the big one. He was annoyed but not angry or shouting.

Then I remember going out of that room after a short dialogue. I went some stone stairs, in a wide spiral. It reminded me of castles and churches. There were a few murderhole windows where daylight shun from. This was a different place, it was puzzle like. As I reached some kind of landing I immediately realised that the structure was like in some games like Legend of Zelda and some modern puzzles where the paths loop back into themselves, but I could get around the issue of looping paths by taking them whilst walking backwards.

I remember a crawl space path where the same would happen and there were statues and displays scattered about like some museum. There was a warm artificial mood light and everything had a sort of modern feel to it in the areas with displays.

Second Dream (Fragment):

A different dream. I was born out of a big egg, looked mostly like a birds egg but was covered in a polka dot pattern on the outside. A sort of magenta colour to the dots.

There was some old man in this dream and I remember telling him we all had stomachs made from tin and gold. When I told him there was also sulfuric acid in there, he was incredulous.

Third Dream? (Fragment) NSFW:

A still image, as if on a computer, no doubt from a transition phase into wakefulness,

Spoiler for NSFW:

of a giant phallus in space “absorbing” planets along its skin.

One of the stranger things I might draw from time to time. But unusual for this type of thing to appear whilst still sort of in the dreaming context.

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Notes:

⁃ Almost immediately after waking up I realised I probably had the swimming and diving dream because I spent so much of last night reading stuff on Dreamviews. It made me feel like the water was representative of dreaming in itself.
⁃ When I was reading stuff last night I had some thoughts about symbology, mostly because of the topics but I think also because of something I’d said/posted. I feel this is probably why the dream ended up being so metaphorical.
⁃ I ended up taking the whole swimming and diving experience, which in the dream made me stronger, as a sign that I may be making some progress again with dreaming. There was just a sort of clear association in my head when I woke up that all of this was a metaphor for how I was doing lately.
⁃ The void filled with artefacts etc. also felt relevant in that context because it seemed like a collection of lost and unknown culture.
⁃ This void was very similar to the Chthonic voids found in Grim Dawn, probably because I was also playing that a bit last night.

I am outside somewhere. It seems dim or dark. It’s almost like I am watching this scene, as opposed to in it. There is a horse, and the horse is pulling a cart or something. There’s someone on the cart, directly behind the horse. I now watch as the horse begins to give birth. Once the foal is birthed, the scene (and me too?) rises into the night sky. Something slowly changes into an image of a rabbit/rabbits. (*this scene is oddly psychedelic and definitely inspired by the little bit of Watership I watched last night). Now I am laying in bed or asleep. There are OBE sensations for a while, until I open my eyes. There is something slightly different, either the scene or my perception. I know that this is an OBE or a dream state. I walk out of the room and into the dark kitchen, where I see on the oven that it is 1am. I then make my way to the front door and open it. It is night, but with the illumination that comes with heavy snowfall. There are a few inches on the ground (*just like in real life) and it is still coming down. I walk out on the dry strip under the roof’s protrusion. I have the notion to rise up into the air, but when I try I cannot. Now, I think I wake up in bed.

Melissa and I are having a child. We are somewhere, and this baby is being born not from her but from me. I feel something inside and know it is ready to come out. I let Melissa, who is standing by me, know this. I then give a small push and watch the child appear. It is small and wet, very clearly newborn. The next time I see him, he seems to be at least three years old. He looks very similar to a three year old me. I think that he looks like a combination of the two of us, though without very much Melissa. I see most of her addition in the color of his hair.

I have a child. This child is a newborn, though I’m not sure who birthed it. It almost seems as though it was not birthed, but rather simply came into existence. It almost seems that I ‘birthed’ it, by no literal means of the word, only that it’s existence came to be only through myself. Regardless of origins, I am holding it, with its small naked body and longer, black hair. There must have been some gestation period though, as I was assuming this child was a girl. But now it is being made known to me that the child is male. As I hold him, my reaction is a quiet yet jubilant “hell yes!” I am warm and content in the satisfaction of having a son. Later, I am apprehensive in the realization that I still have to work full work-weeks and slightly saddened and embarrassed that I still reside at home.

I'm in my front yard with my neighbors. The idea is that the girl from stranger things (millie) is going to be at some conference and I want to go see her.

Later on in the dream I'm on this tropical island in a giant field. There's a massive volcano in the background. There's a woman speaking out loud about giving birth. I find myself walking under this wooden tower. All around me are naked women laying down in different sections, almost like pods or maybe parts of the grass that are shaved down to rectangles absent of grass for the women to lay in. It was strange because none of the women looked pregnant, but instead were sunbathing. I was tempted to look at their bodies but at the same time was trying not to look. The volcano in the background exploded and huge portions of lava were raining down onto the field. I thought that everyone was going to die and this was the end. I walked down a hill close to a darker spot that opened up. There was a girl there that was bending below me. It felt like I was having sex with her but it didn't seem to work.

Lots of dreams today. My sleeping "pattern" is getting more f*cked up by the day. I sleep from 5 to 15 these days (5AM to 3PM). And when I wake, I can "choose" to re-enter a dream in seconds, "on demand". My memories of these dreams are crystal clear after I wake.

In the first dream I had traveled back in time, and witnessed my own birth. I was talking to a doctor. Suddenly, he got an alert and rushed to the delivery room. I followed him through a narrow, white corridor, while recording him with my smartphone. I remembered an earlier scene, in which someone showed me a (real, not digital) photo album with pictures from my birth... and the picture I looked at was one of the doctor running through a narrow, white corridor in front of whoever took the picture - exactly what I was seeing right now. After waking up, I concluded I had to have been the one who took the pictures before I traveled back. Temporal paradox! We were in the next room, and the baby was born. Somehow, my mother (or father) weren't there. I said something to the doctor. Perhaps I suggested naming him (me), because my mother wasn't there anyway.

I was a character in an RPG game. We were in some kind of dark, partially flooded dungeon. Two guys went on ahead to retrieve an item (they had to get in the water, and dive under some kind of gate/fence) - but didn't return. I went after them. I dived, swam and retrieved the item they wanted. The boss and our mage were indeed dead. When we got back, another person said he could use the item to forge some kind of armor for me. I wasn't sure if that was a good idea. It was still early in the game.

The dream took place in a post-apocalyptic desert. We (me and another guy) were in the dunes, surrounded by tall "zombies" of sorts (a kind of mythical undead, not your average zombies). We found a Jeep, and used it to drive through and away from the Z's. I had a lot of fun with this, driving up and jumping down the dunes while driving with one hand. We got to an large abandoned city, covered half in sand. I descended down some rubble, onto the street. Suddenly, a guy appeared on top of the rubble we came from. He was some kind of badass, and owner of Jeep we stole to escape. We seemed understanding of our situation. I think he had a rifle (AR15 type), and started to explain to us how to use it. Given his apparent experience and air of badassary, we decided to listen.

In this dream, there was a guy who had stolen something, or was transporting something. He'd swallowed it, or carried it under his skin like some drug dealers do (or like the opera singer in "The Fifth Element". I was just an observer, not an actual character. The badass future version of Claire Bennet had captured him. She said she would cut it out of him, but she said it in such a menacing way, you had to feel sorry for the poor guy.

I was looking at a painting, and discarded it for another painting. I was using them to travel through time.

I was watching a movie with my mother. At some point I thought I recognized "Caroline", a girl I used to know in middle school. My mom said it wasn't her. It probably wasn't.

Dream - Lucid

I was at the house I grew up in. My family was there with me, my mom, dad, and brother. It was, once again, the zombie apocalypse. I remember being in my old bedroom with a family member, and them opening the door to check if the coast was clear. They freaked out as they saw a bunch of zombies coming towards the door. If I am not mistaken, through the doorway, I saw that same ponytailed zombie from my last apocalypse dream first before the horde. I went to the door in a panic to shut the zombies out.

Then, we were all packing up to leave, to go somewhere safer. Similar to Fear the Walking Dead, we had a huge boat in the garage we were going to escape on. I was packing my things quickly, trying to only take what I needed, but I was throwing lots of extra things in there; I felt bad leaving anything behind, though I knew I couldn't take everything. I remember putting a lot of clothing in the suitcase.

I then overheard some guys that were doing some landscaping work on our house discussing our boat. I was afraid they were planning to steal it, so I started to frantically hurry my family along in packing up. They didn't seem to get my sense of urgency, but I kept urging anyway. My brother had no clean clothes to pack, so we got his dirty clothes hamper and we started to pack dirty clothes in his room. It didn't matter that they were dirty; we needed to get out of there ASAP.

I wanted to take at least one of our cats. The cats that were there were Pounce (deceased IWL), Ziggy (also deceased IWL), and my current IWL cat, Belle. I wanted it to be Pounce that we took. I saw her sitting under the kitchen table. I pictured myself putting her in my current cat's cage to take her along. For some reason though, we weren't going to take the cats with us.

We then were putting the packed suitcases into the back of the boat, which was now a huge van-like vehicle. In the garage, the landscapers drove by on this huge white cherry-picker-type machine. They said something to us, hi maybe, not sure. But it made me feel more urgent in packing. I stuck my suitcase in the back. All the suitcases fit nicely. I remember someone putting some 12-packs of Coke in the back as well.

I then was getting in the van to sit down. Inside, I saw Jarrod and another person getting things ready to go.

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I was at the house I grew up in. I was in my room, which was dark save for the closet light. I was lying on the opposite side of the bed from what I normally used to sleep on, and I was giving birth. I was alone. The baby was born, and I cut the cord myself. It was a girl. I then gave birth to many more babies, two who were still-born. The still-born babies didn't seem to bother me, I just knew I had to keep birthing babies. I labored and cut all the cords myself, setting the newborns wrapped up in white blankets on a bedside table. They were all so quiet and sleepy. I had I believe 6 in total, but I kept thinking there were only 5 there. Most were girls and only 2 were boys. The two girls born first I named Alana and Alyssa. I named one of the boys Michael, but I don't think I named the rest.

I then started breastfeeding each baby. I would take them in either the cradle hold or football hold and bring them to my right breast first (the one my daughter IWL preferred). I would them pull my lips over my teeth to simulate some sort of latch? I don't know why I did this, but it made sense in the dream that I had to do it so the baby would latch. The babies succeeded and didn't succeed. There were some attempts that were great, and the baby got some colostrum, and others the babies had trouble latching, but there was never any crying or screaming from them. I remember for one baby, I had to brush my nipple to their cheek so they would root that way to get to the milk. They were all so mild-mannered and sleepy. When I finished the feeds, I would put the babies back onto the bedside table.

I was then explaining to someone in the house that 2 babies were still-born. Again, it didn't seem to bother me, as if it was just a natural thing that happened (which it is, I guess).

I then remember something about a huge dental needle. My mom I think was going to give it to me in my cervix so I'd have more babies. I was done for the day though. I had so many babies to care for already.

I never felt tired or overwhelmed from all the babies either, just a sense of duty and a neutrality that kept me going.

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This dream was sort of a pick up from the last dream. All the babies were there. I was with my family and some others I believe. Alana was still just a newborn, but she looked like a toddler. She said she wanted to eat some apples and apple juice. She didn't want anything else. I wasn't sure she was old enough for that, but she insisted. I figured I'd get her a bag of pre-sliced apples. Alana looked like she was related to this girl I know IWL, Alicia; she looked like one of her IWL daughters. I believe Alicia was also there.

I then was at the store with my husband, one of my best friends IWL Cherie', and a girl named Meghan that I don't hardly talk to IWL. The store resembled a "super" Kroger that I don't frequent IWL because I don't know where everything is there, as it is so big. I was not shopping with them I don't think, but waiting for them to finish. When they came back to me, I was standing in this lobby-type area on the second floor of the building. Apparently, the grocery store was not the only thing this building had. It was kind of like a huge shopping center with different stores and activities on different levels. They came to me and they hadn't gotten apples or apple juice. They had gotten cheese though, which I thought Alana wanted. I forgot if she wanted cheese, apples, or apple sauce, but I KNEW she wanted apple juice. I got pissed that my husband had picked out all the wrong things. I headed down to go shopping. I had to go down this weird, metal, roller slide thing. If you ever went to Discovery Zone as a child, picture the rolly slide they had there, only silver metal instead of multicolored plastic. There were areas on it that were bigger, darker rollers and you had to do something to put more of your weight down on those, and they would lower you to where you needed to go. I remember sitting on it backwards and not being sure how to trigger the big rollers to let you down. I did it though.

We were then shopping again, and this time, we STILL didn't get apple juice. We walked down the aisles looking and my husband picked out these canned mandarin oranges in a sugary juice. We checked out and I was, once again, so pissed that we still didn't get apple juice. We were on the second floor lobby again, and I asked my husband if he was stupid and went back down to the store with Meghan and Cherie to actually finally get apple juice. We wandered around the store, and I went to the aisles that I thought for sure the apple juice would be on, but nothing. We finally asked an employee, and she pointed down an aisle and told us it was there, and at the end of the aisle. Well, we went down the aisle and it was just these big containers of I think cereal, no juice of any kind. I was getting frustrated and worried about Alana, as she was back home and needed to eat. I came to the end of the aisle, and we were at the back of the store where they keep a lot of cold items in coolers and freezers. I didn't want frozen apple juice, but I didn't know that we had another choice. I opened a cooler and there was unfrozen, refrigerated apple juice in a HUGE container. The container had written on it on the left-hand side: "0% orange juice, 100% apple juice, 0% (some other fruit) juice". I thought about how much juice Alana really needed, and pictured her actual size. She was as tiny as a fairy and was floating around, but still looking and acting like a toddler. She definitely didn't need a lot of juice, but this was the only container I could find, so I put it in the cart and we started heading back to the check out. We ran into a girl I knew when I was going to school named Kris. She and Meghan exchanged a greeting, as they had been best friends apparently at some point. They called each other their apparent old high school nicknames, one had something to do with the name Jasmine. We passed them and went on to this weird, almost blacklight looking area in the store.

We then were at checkout. We were going to this line where you had to get this weird machine with a long cord so people would check you out. There was a big, younger black man there with the machine wrapped around him, which he had apparently broken. The cashiers or someone was getting onto him a little for it.

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Now THIS is the recall I'm talking about! Hell yeah. I woke from my first dream and immeditely took notes in my phone. The second two I didn't take notes for. Getting that recall back up to par! Yay! Also, the hormones during pregnancy really drive up the vividness factor in my dreams so that is a HUGE plus to being pregnant, you know, besides the obvious growing a new life thing.

So last nights dream was very strange, to say the least. I was listening to music again and remember waking up to the hour long Odyssey mix form Monstercat's Discovery album.

I remember walking through a sort of maze that was a muted blue colour, or sort of washed out. It had some child sized mouse holes for going under the walls which when I looked were actually little hidie-holes. Inside was a small room and in that room were people, usually one per room.

This is where it got strange... Now I'm sure some readers here have seen the Doctor Who episode with the cars flying under the city and the Cat and Human couple with kittens as children... the people in these rooms that I found were giving birth to litters of kittens... I've only ever seen pictures of cats birthing and I have never seen the notorious 'Woman giving birth' health video at school so this really weirded me out...

Locked in a small, very dark room with my wife; I am assisting in her giving birth. All sorts of demonic shadows appear all over the wall. Ridiculous faces, ghosts, figures, and everything terrifying I can imagine appears in shadow form on the walls. Clouds of smoke and mist also briefly pass by out of no where. Just obscuring everything, and then gone a few seconds later. My wife and I suspect that she is giving birth to a demon baby. I am a little concerned about what the neighbors are thinking if they can see these shadows too.

The baby is born, and already has fierce teeth, a crazy look on his face, and solid, black eyes. Growling, it tries to bite both of us. I grab the umbilical cord, and swing it off my wife from there, dodging his fangs as he flies past me. While trying to swing him in circles above our heads to buy some time, he kicks a wall, causing him to fly toward me and land on my right arm. Before he can sink his teeth into me, I grab him by the back of the head with my left hand, pull him off, then grab his body with my right and just squeeze. This causes the umbilical cord to disconnect from him, and is really gross. Black liquid squirts out of it, and I jump back, losing grip on the demon baby. I feel my stomach turn to knots as he jumps down to the floor.

He runs around the room, free from my grasp, but still contained inside the room for now. Literally running really fast, while growling, and even jumping higher than I am tall, he chomps his teeth together like a dog, making loud biting noises. My wife and I skootch back on the bead some more as he jumps up next to it, biting the air, and looking at us. He seems to enjoy scaring us with his powerful jaws...

The next jump, I catch him, and try to kill this demon with a knife. But due to some dark magic, any knife wound immediately heals itself. Struggling to hang onto this creature, I grab a small axe that is hanging on the wall and sever the menacing head from the red veiny body. The demon dissolves into sparks and dust, crumbling to small ashes and then vanishing back out of this world.

I sit back down on the bed, enjoying the brief peacefulness of the aftermath.

Dream - Lucid

I was at my old apartment, and a younger guy was living there. He looked to be about 20 or so, and had long, very curly dirty blonde hair. He was talking about how small the beds were at the apartment, and I agreed with him, telling him that I had to sleep on a pull-out couch, and Courtney C. had to scoot two beds together. I also told him that I got my own room to sleep in, while she had to sleep elsewhere in the apartment, even though she had her own room.

I then remember having to work. It was supposed to be at where I'm currently working, but I was having to greet people as they were entering this bungee jump ride. It was kind of like a video game at this point; it makes me think of Animal Crossing. Some of the people looked like they were made in that art style. Anyway, to greet them, I had to "click"on them, and they would say "Thank you!" in a little voice. It took me awhile to figure out how to greet them. Being greeted made them happy, and gave me points.

I then went back to my old apartment to sleep. I had to get up again in 4 hours to go back to work and work another 4 hours doing something else. When I walked in, the curly guy was in the living room fixing something. I thought that he was lucky that he didn't have to work a split shift. I went and took my Ambien to go to sleep, and laid down in the bed.

Then, I woke up for work again. I couldn't remember what my task that night was. I was thinking customer service, but that didn't seem right. I got there, and then remembered: I needed to go to the hospital. It was my due date for my baby. So I went there, which it just so happened to be where work was, and went into this room that had a hospital exam table, a hospital bed, a TV that had the news turned on, and 3 or so other pregnant women sitting in it. It was a kind of holding area for pregnant women who may go into labor. My mom was there with me. Apparently, I wasn't actually due for another two weeks and was having signs of early labor, so they wanted to monitor me. If I showed signs of labor, they would have to do an emergency C-section.

Then, it was just me and the pregnant women in the room. I was wondering if it would be alright for them to give me pain medicine even though I'd already had an ambien 4 hours prior. I laid down on the bed and watched the TV a little bit. I also remember seeing my reflection in something at some point, and thinking to myself that I didn't look pregnant, and I hadn't looked it when I had my daughter a few years ago either. I wondered what happened to her; my mom had adopted her, but I hadn't heard about her in awhile. I figured my mom had adopted her out to another family. I thought to myself that I should remember what happened to my daughter.

Then, I started to feel something dripping down my leg. I looked and saw a bit of blood. I then had the urge to lay down on my back and start pushing; I felt a twinge in my belly urging me to do so. So I started to lay on my back, and thought to myself
I was so glad that she shared her pain pills with me.
It sounded like I was narrating what was happening to me. I'm not sure who gave me pain pills or when, I just know it was one of the expectant mothers in the room.
I then felt the pain pills; I felt woozy and high, but no pain. The nurses rushed in and said they were going to put me under for the C-section. I said something back, but I don't remember what. They said it wouldn't matter because I wouldn't remember. They put the mask to my face to put me out, and I breathed it in a few times. I was then out like a light.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the room again, but things had calmed down. I got up out of the bed, even though I knew I probably wasn't supposed to. I was careful not to exert myself too much since I had just had a C-section. I held the area on my tummy where the stitches were. The room was empty now; I was alone in it. I wanted to know where my baby was, if it was a boy or girl, if it was even alive...

The doctor eventually came in to talk to me. They said that the baby was alive, it was a boy, but they had to amputate one of his legs.
"Was the cord wrapped around it?" I asked, thinking for sure that was what it had to be.
"No, it was because of a birth factor," said the doctor.
He then explained birth factors to me, and they run on a sliding scale back and forth, and whatever the factor is on when the birth happens determines if the baby has anything wrong with them or not. My birth factor had been high, while a low one would have also been bad. It was ideally supposed to be in the middle.

The fact that my child had a severed leg made me remember all the dreams I've had about having to get a leg or foot amputated, or about seeing people with prosthetic limbs (IWL this actually is a very common dream theme for me, though it hasn't been lately until last night). I then wondered if it was the Ambien that I had taken all throughout my pregnancy that caused this.

Anyway, I was so glad that my baby was alive, despite the leg. I knew I would love him just the same, and raise him like he did not have a defect. I walked into the nursery to see him. He was in a chamber at the very end of the room that had caution tape taped around the inside of it. Below the chamber was a bucket with two severed legs in it, although my child had only had one amputated. They almost looked like baby doll legs. There was a little blood. I wondered if that was just the holding chamber for severed legs.

I then was back in the holding area, and my husband came in. He was excited that I had had the baby! He asked if it was a boy or girl, and I said boy. His face lit up, and he got really excited. I had never seen him so excited about anything! I then told him about the leg. It seemed to slightly temper his excitement, but he was, like me, just glad the baby was ok. I imagined holding the baby, and putting him on my shoulders to play with him. I wondered if it would be different to do so because he had one leg.

I was then shopping with my mom at Kohl's for some baby supplies. I knew I needed bottles, so I went and found a package of three colored bottles that had Disney character head cut-outs at the nipple. I saw Mickey and Donald, but noticed that the third bottle was missing. I then picked up the package, and noticed that the Donald bottle had water in it. I told my mom that I had wanted to get those, but not if they had been used and were missing a bottle. I didn't see any more, either; it appeared to be the last one.

Wow, this dream was so vivid. Again, barely any sleep, but when I did sleep, holy crap. Definitely a memorable dream.

#179 - 5:38AM - DILD - 2 of 3

On this one my memory is a little vague. I became lucid but only for a few moments. I've forgotten much of the detail so I'll be brief.

I am watching my wife give birth to my son for the second time. But this time she is in the bedroom on the bed and there is a midwife. She has the baby crowning the she suddenly flips over with her butt in the air. I see him pull an arm out and wave at me. This so ridiculous that I become lucid but only on a low level. I didn't decide to change anything or leave. I just stood there watching my son being born. After he was born I got a good look at him and noticed this face was completely purple. I didn't freak out as I knew none of this was real. My wife says to me, "Well, are you going to hold your son?"
I reply, "Yeah later after I wake up."
Then I wake up.

Date: 09/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 12.05am
Consumed 2 x Menthol sweets right before bed
B6 100mg before bed

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red


Ok, so I am pretty tired, but not exhausted. I lay to sleep and feel the sleepy onset, but something keeps me awake. I feel a little weird, nothing major, but as I fall asleep I'm sure I have strange thoughts sliding through my head. My first reaction is that I'm catching myself as I start dreaming, which I often do when WILDing, but this should be NREM cycle. Eventually I sleep, and I'm woken every 5 minutes by a feeling of fear. I'm not sure why. At one point I open my eyes in fright with a sudden jump, and really feel like I'm having a nightmare - but I don't recall any dreams. Eventually I sleep for good.

Dream 1 - 2.23am
I am in a room, which is kind of dark, and I'm helping a vet. The vet is friendly, but I honestly don't recall weather they were male or female. There is a bed and a desk (bedroom?) but we are facing the desk. So the vet first brings out a dog. It is old and skinny, and very scared. For a bit in this dream there is someone else there, watching and at some points laughing, but they disappear. The vet has the dog tied up to the desk, and the dog looks scared, it's a wiry mutt, kind of like a large terrier. It's pretty ugly. It has big, brown eyes that are filled with sadness, and it stares up at me, silently begging me for help. I can't believe how skinny it is, we proceed to wash the dog, or at least cover it in something that drenches it. The vet tells me the dog will be ok. Then this is where it get's a little weird.Next, the vet brings out a horse. The horse is the size of a rabbit, but a fully formed adult horse in every way. It is clearly in pain, as it is about to give birth. It jumps onto the desk, and starts giving birth, and I can see the baby inside!!! The horse is brown and the baby is black and white. The baby seems to fly out easily, and I am given it to clean up while the vet sorts out the mother horse. I take it to the bed (which is apparently my bed) and lay it down. The horse is contained inside a balloon-like sack, filled with liquid. The vet shouts that I must get it out, as it can't get out itself. So I try to open the sack but it rolls around the bed, making it difficult. It is like a water balloon, and very slippery. Eventually I manage to rip one end and the liquid spurts out - it's water like consistency but it is really warm, and soaks everything, including me. There's a mirror just laying on the bed, with a heavy gold guilt frame, and this gets soaked too. My bed sheets are soaked, (they are purple and black silk) but despite all this, I am incredibly happy. I can't stop smiling and watching the water spurt everywhere. The vet kind of laughs, and says 'you'll have trouble sleeping in there tonight.' but I just don't care, I'm delighted.

What in the actual fuck. Lol. The most poignant part of this dream was the real warmth of the hot liquid, and the vivid feel of the horse in the sack. It suddenly dawned on me when writing this that it felt EXACTLY like the chick from yesterday's dream.

Dream 2 - 4.11am
I am writing a story, on small pieces of paper. I think it is aimed at young children. (This is what I do for a living.) The story is about 2 little boys, who cross a road, and one dies. As I get to the end of the story, my real dad walks in. Bearing in mind I haven't seen my real dad since I was about 14, I'm 25 now. He was an abusive father, who caused me a lot of issues growing up. I hardly EVER dream about him. He walks in, clearly angry, but I ignore him as this is usual for him. He does this thing that he used to do, which is strut around the room shaking his head in anger, and glancing at me every so often with a weird look in his eyes. I know this is not good, but I pretend not to see him and carry on writing. He starts saying something about people not listening to him, and he's been doing everything and I think he's talking about my mum. He lays his head on the desk in the room (I am in a bedroom, I'm laying on the bed) and then suddenly, he walks in the room again. So, there are now 2 of him. The one that has just walked in is carrying a frozen chicken, and a bottle of something, and a balloon that has not yet been inflated. He sets these things down and looks at us both. He then tells us that we better get up quick, cos we're going to play a trick on mum! He starts putting the chicken inside the balloon. I really don't want to join in, but I can't say no. My dad that was already in the room, looks like he's pissed off at the other version of himself, but also agrees to help.

Dream 3 - 9.47

I tried to WILD, and started feeling results. For me, I don't get noticable SP or HH, just a rush as I transition. I felt the rush several times, and when I finally started getting dream images forming around me, my partner decided to roll over and hit me in the face. I RC'd just to make sure, but I was awake. Annoying. I went to sleep.

I was very bad at writing this dream down, I was so tired I kept saying 'I'll write it in a minute...I'll remember,' then fell back to sleep. I did wake 5 minutes later and write it down, but I lost most of the dream. I normally do this in later morning dreams, I have to learn not to.

I'm at R's house. R is a very close friend. Just a friend. For some reason I am there to say goodbye, like I am leaving town or something. It is a bit sad but not too much. And then R says he is at work and will be home soon, that I should meet him at his place. I make my way to his place, and suddenly realise I am completely naked. I am trying to find my way through a hotel-like building, or block of flats. The doors are all black with ornate details, and I'm struggling to find where I need to be. Two girls pass by and start laughing at me because I'm naked. I'm a little embarrassed, but ignore them. They won't go away, so I look down and now I'm wearing a dressing gown. It's purple, but I don't care I'm just happy I'm covered! The girls eventually leave. I finally get to the room and have some trouble messing around with the key, but I do get in in the end. There is no one inside. Now I'm sure this is the same dream, but it doesn't relate to the beginning, I just sort of find myself in a garden somewhere else, fully dressed. I am sat at a garden table, with my friend I's son on my lap. His son is talking like an adult, and asking me what words mean. He asks me what bank means, I tell him. Then he asks me what house means, I tell him. This goes on for a little while. I is hanging around the background somewhere.

Dream 4 - 11.51
We are in a room, is is pretty dim and I remember very red. We is me, R and I, as well as my friend D. We are watching a screen, and it's a bit like an interactive game. We throw baby toys at this screen, to kill a monster. It's very fun. One of my friends has to leave for an important meeting, I tell him to stay, because it's so fun. He resists, but eventually reluctantly agrees to miss his important meeting. The game plays recordings it took of us earlier without us knowing, we find this hilarious and laugh a lot.

There is another dream after, but I forgot it almost instantly.

14-09-11 House, include parts of basement under water, we swim there, there is a woman with extreme long blonde hair, Gwynneth Paltrow style, swim into a section where the water is cold “They are swimming in the cold”, grey/white walls, breathe water exhale “blood” seems a healing effect, exit at back room, she seems like waiting for her lover, I want to be that lover, stroke her hip under water, pink/purple bikini bottoms, “we are playing a game of “...” where we open a cupboard on the wall multiple times. something is written on the cupboard doors. Frustration, goes to the neighbour, has apparently been bought out without consent by a Nancy Botwain, The woman I now feel is my mom, she is senile, my dad comes to get me tells me that I should come and join the family in the house, my mum would like to see me, I explain that she is senile and won't notice me, he disagrees and gets slightly angry with me, my grandfather comes over and tells me that I should come to the house and that once my mum was very fond of spending time there.

At teachers party, old high school people there.
Bærentsen there as well
Have to leave for PI.
Look around the building.
Sunny
High five Rasmus while I leave.
I am drunk, walking down the street in a meditative state.
Pleased having finaly found the ability to do it while engaged in normal activity
Headed for the intersection, when I reach it I get on bike
I drive but can't seem to find my turn.
I end up down pedestrian zone, driving past Jacob Haugaard (old satirical representative for the election.
He is dressed as a mexican advertising free food for the restaurant he is stood outside.
Onwords I barely get past “Fætter BR” and some other fairly massive costumed mascot.
Magrethe Vestager is stood by the church explaining that she doesn't necessarily believe the official 911 report, but she isn't convinced, as the youth is, that it is a government coverup, but she is awaiting further investigation.
I drive past 4-6 police officers is loose armour
I drive on a pedestrian zone, but decide to fuck it and just drive slow and careful.
The police don't bother me, but a semi fat (he seems somewhat retarded) tries walking into me though I have clearly indicated that I will go to his left in the tunnel
He tells me I am an idiot for doing it in the pedestrian zone and I am only doing it because there is so much television around in connection with the election.
The turn I have to take seem to shrink and look impossible (physically the perspective is completely off) to pass.

Eva comes to the house and goes into labour after having explained that she was due 2-3 days ago.
I get her in the bath room, we have already called a car, which was part of a discussion Eva partook in before she started.
My aunt and Niece comes including my own niece I think and they get Eva into the car.
Eva pretty much already has her new child out

Something about me having put ups some bars across the facade of housing and the owners decided to stop the project on a couple of buildings as they found it too expensive.