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I dreamed I am trying to finish the birthday card for my nephew who is turning one year old soon. The background is finished and it's a card painted in watercolor paints. I draw six wolves howling to the moon around a birthday cake. The wolves are all grey and white at first but near the end of the dream they all change to different colors. The wolves are drawn in a sort of stylized cartoony block style. I am upset in my dream because I don't think I can actually paint that good and I won't have the card or my nephew's present done in time because I only have one day to do it.

I dreamt about the girl of my dreams apparently, it was something like a slideshow of our life together you know... About how i meet her, how i mimic everything she does to show her my affection, she sees that ofcourse, i behave like a nerveous trainwreck, but she still loves me. At a certain point i get better and our whole life becomes this sunset fairytale, where we hold each other tight, look into our eyes drunk with love and ofcourse kiss like there's no tommorow, my whole life i spent with her... In the beginning when i met her i was seeing the whole thing 3rd and rather than me there was this hella awkward guy. (Guess that'd be me in a different form) So i approached her at a bus stop and tried to talk to her, upon not succeding i just asked for a hug and she gave me one, i saw myself jump around filled with joy, after that it was the happiest moments and only that... but it isn't so vivid anymore...

Anyways, dream life goes on and i find myself in this wierd art classroom with only like 8 or 10 desks and a wardrobe shelf (yep) in the corner of the room. I had stolen a painting and everyone thought it was mine, so ofcourse i accepted the praise and whatnot, but i had acctually stolen the painting from an abandoned house.
After that a teacher came to me and started giving me shit about some other thing and i threw my coffee at him in the presence of the whole class. He didn't do anything about it he just dissapeared...
I went to the wardrobe shelf thingy at the corner of the room to put my stuff in it, but only not on the acctual shelf, but a mini shelf attached to the side of the whole thing. Then i looked to the side and i saw that girl... i think she smiled at me. Then we started cleaning the whole room and putting up christmas decorations. After we were done, two teachers came in and started commenting on how they thought we couldn't do it and they were very proud. I looked at my right again and i saw her smiling at me... Then i woke up and did a WBTB (unsuccesfull)

Now it's my birthday, not the exact date, but a couple of days earlier and i'm having a party at my house. I'm waiting for people to tell me happy birthday, so i could correct them, but no one seems to even know that they're at my party... No wonder, my guests are no other than Kris and his friends (not really friends in the waking life) I'm standing in the kitchen and no one's there so i decide to go upstairs and check around. I see a light coming from my room, so i go there. I see Kris and he says "Congrats man! You chose the right room!" And we begin a tour of every room of my own house, while they are rhyming and singing and opening doors and i see people in the rooms doing exactly what Kris is rhyming about. At one point he was rhyming about an old man with a rubber dick, so you know that was fucked up...
So the whole thing turns out to be like a birthday present for me. At the end of the tour we end up in my basement and upon opening the door i saw three corridors. To the left was a corridor full of ugly chicks, the one on the right there was that girl... taking a shower, and in the middle corridor there was this like conference room, with a conference desk and everything only it was situated on clouds and there were like 6-9 people sitting on both sides and a guy sitting in the master seat or whatever.There are mini clouds infront of everyone sitting there on the left they are greenish and on the right black. For some really idiotic reason i choose to go to the middle room instead of the right one, where the girl of my dreams is... so those people at the conference room start talking about destroying earth and stuff and before they could finish their demonic plan i was back at the entrance to my basement, then Kris asked me which room i chose and i told him. He called me a moron and i woke up...

Date: 11-26-13
Technique(s) used: WBTB
Time: 2:10 - 5:57 AM
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The scenario started out with me in an apartment, with my mom. It was a junky looking place, paint peeling off of walls.

I went outside, and checked the town out. It was a bright day, possibly the middle of the day.

Soon enough I got lost within the labyrinth of a place, and tried ot make my way back. The route I'd chosen to go back home took me through a run-down section of the town. Old houses, worn with age, plagued the area; It made me think that this was a boil on the town's face.

I tried to ask some people as ot where the apartment complex was but nobody was able to speak english; they all spoke in a language I'd never heard before. Puzzled, I make my way through the maze, and eventually find my way back.

Night had fallen the instant I stepped inside. And what was waiting inside, but a trusty dog. It was not a golden retriever, however - this one was a keshond. It greeted me, and I took a seat on the floor.

The dog layed across my lap, and I stroked its long, black fur. I eventually heard a knock on the door, and went over to answer it.

When I opened it, I walked into another dream.
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I walked into a large house, it looking much cleaner and newer than the apartment. Stepping inside, I could smell the fresh country air leaking in from the windows.

I heard footsteps around the house soon after. Panicked, I swiftly made my way out of the complex, but not quick enough to see, out of the corner of my eye, a woman.

She was a medium, I knew that instantly - how, exactly, I could not figure out. In fact, I'm still perplexed as to how I knew such.

As I made my way down stone steps to the road, I hear from the back of me, "Do you know whos scizzors these are?"

Curiosity overtaking me, I look over my shoulder. Instantly, I felt a sucker punch to my emotons as I whisper every so quietly, "Oh my God."

The pair of safety scizzors belonged to a friend I had a long time ago - one of the only ones I'd had at the time. I'd moved away, and never heard from him again.

Warm tears began to streak down my face as I stare up at them. It was small, but I could clearly see the scizzors. She began hurriedly walking down the steps, saying somehting about the hospital, but my emotions had completely overtaken my body; I was frozen in place.

I shut my eyes to wipe the fluid away, and therein changed the scenario.
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In that instant, I was inside of a van, which was pulling up to a flat house. I got out, and inspected the outside. My mission was clear: I was to plant a device in this persons' house without them knowing. It was their birthday, and we wanted to discreetly let him know we had a party planned.

I walk up to the house, and quietly open the front door. I dive for a counter, hiding behind it, as he'd come to inspect why the door was open.

I make my way to the east side of the house, going for a corner. I planted the device on a windowsill, being careful to balance it. It was a birthday timer, set to go off at 12:00 AM, which was approaching fast. It was going to shoot off tiny fireworks, set off sparklers, and so forth.

I make my way out of the house slyly, being sure to quietly shut the door. There were more people outside now, several cars litterred the frint yard. People waited outside, drinking some sort of alcoholic drink that was red at the bottom, and yellow on top. When offerred one, I turned it down.

We all began to count the seconds down. Ten, nine, eight, so on and so forth.

The device goes off, and we could hear tiny bangs echo from the house. It had worked.

We all flooded in through the door, and began to celebrate.

I soon woke up after being hugged and kissed on the cheek by the birthday kid.

This is what i remember:

- We were throwing a surprise party for one of my friends
- I remember there were cupcakes with frosting
- It was at some place near the sea
- One of my friends told me " I left a space to eat something sweet that you made" (I bake a lot)
- One of my friends told me she hates Paris and when i asked her why she told me it was a secret and she wouldn't tell me
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Date: September 3, 2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (failed)
Total Hours Sleep: 9 Hours

Dream 1:

I was with my older niece who was adamant about finding someone to do her hair. She is very picky about who does her hair so we were searching day and night for the right person. When we finally found the right person for the job, I had to wait for a very long time. As I was waiting, I noticed that we were in some type of shopping center. I saw what looked like a ‘dollar store,’ and a place where kids could have a birthday party (like a Chuck E. Cheese). I do remember the parents looked miserable at the Chuck E. Cheese, like they just wanted it to be over.

While I was waiting, I ran into a student of mine (I was a teacher in the dream) who didn’t understand the course assignments given to her. Instead of going over the course assignment, I told her to give me her email address and I would email her the directions. She stated her email wasn’t working and I spent all day explaining to her how to do the assignment. Her mother was with her and her mother was really agitated with me for some reason.

Dream 2:

I came home and I really wanted to be alone and I found several children waiting on me to take care of them. Many of the children’s parents wanted to know my work history and if I was able to handle so many kids at one time (not sure what my job was, maybe a baby sitter?). The parents were not very nice and they couldn’t leave my home until I was able to rattle off my work history and experience with kids. One parent was talking to me (or at me) and wouldn’t let me get one word in. She went on and on about why I was not capable of handling children and wasn’t sure I was the right person for the job.

Frag 1:

I was on DV reading everyone’s post about becoming lucid (how could I have missed this dream sign?! )

Frag 2:

I was eating some mixed nuts and I really like the brazil nuts and noticed that when I opened the container, mostly all of the nuts were brazil nuts (instead of the usual peanuts, cashews, pecans, hazelnuts, etc.). The brazil nuts were really big and long, which never happens to me when I buy a can of mixed nuts. Usually, I am digging around the can trying to find them so I can eat them first. I really should have become lucid because this was a fragment too good to be true .

Frag 3:

Something about a History Book...

[dreams were really vivid and clear, unfortunately I just remember episodes of it. It seems to me, that all the dreams were bound together]

Fragment 1

I'm on a hill. I have some kind of argument with a girl. I can't recall what we talked about. She was really pissed off.
I left her alone and took a motorcycle. I ride down the hill on the road. There are other people driving next to me. We gather speed. In my dream I recall that I've never drove such an engine. I got a bit anxious about it (but didn't realize that I was dreaming). I even didn't wear an helmet. I was driving with flip-flops. I gathered speed. There was this first turn. I steered in the right direction but my motorcycle moved really strange. It took me a while before I could drive perfectly.
So I drive down this hill, through my home-town and finally stop at a parking lot. I didn't want to drive anymore, cause I didn't want to crash.
So I walked the rest. In midway, there was a guy addressing to me suddenly:

- Could you help me please? I'm looking for [insert strange name you never heard of]
- I'm sorry, I don't know. I even doubt that this places exists.

Suddenly my brother came up and asked what's the matter. The guy asks him the same question. My brother knows the place exactly. He explains him where to go. I listen to his explanations and I suddenly know the place, but didn't know that it had even a name.

Fragment 2

I'm on my own birthday party. I arrive with some delay. My guests don't mind that at all. There are at least 50 people who came to my party. Everyone was really happy and cheerful. There were even people I haven't seen for ages, childhood-friends, some complete strangers. But I don't mind at all. I'm really happy that they are a lot of people.
We start a first party game. It is called "climb a tree". There are a few palms around, or more precisely trees that resembles palms. It hat a long trunk with no branches, but the trunk was perfectly vertical.
There, including me, 5 participants. After a brief countdown, we start. I'm the only one who succeeds to get of the ground. I don't slide down, I'm climbing the three like a squirrel or an monkey. It is really hard to explain how I did it. I had my arms and legs wrapped around it and moving them alternately up and down, made me climb that tree.
The people around me were really amazed. They took photos of me. I climb higher and higher, so that I'm finally at the top of the tree. I'm really happy. Suddenly my cell phone rings. I ignore it a moment, but it get's louder and louder. I finally pick it up.
On the other end there was a guy who I really despise. I've not seen him since high school. Apparently I had invited him to my birthday party. I was really pissed of about it. I try to be as cheerful as I was before.

- I can't make it to the party, he says, I really wanted to, but I can't. I'm sorry.

- Ohh, that's nothing, there are a lot of other parties to come.

I quickly hang up

Fragment 3

I'm still on this party. A few childhood friends are talking with me about another friend who couldn't come to the party

Fragment 4

A last game of my party: Travelling. The first duo who manages to go at a place, wins. I run around with my best friend. We go through a lot of streets. the places seem familiar, but really strange. It looked like every street existed in an other city. A mixed place with a lot of different features.
My friends has the idea to borrow those free bikes you can lend in some cities. I don't know how this free lending system works (cause I've never used it before. He explains me and shows me exactly how.
So we ride those bikes. But I have an issue with the steering. It falls apart and I have to fix it. It takes a whle. As I look up, my friend had disappeared. I drove further to find him back. But it's difficult. I remember that he had an white blue stripped shirt on.
I saw alot of people together. Some of them are wearing the same shirt. It seems like I was looking for Waldo.
I couldn't find him and shouted his name. The people laughed. They all started shouting the same name to confuse me.

[end]

It's very dark out and I'm on some kind of giant swing. It's slowly swinging me back and forth in front of a large stage. I'm holding a plate of cake and will be singing a young girl, G, happy birthday. I clear my throat and begin singing. When the song is over, the swing has slowed and stopped right by G; I hand her the plate of cake. I am now asking an unknown girl if I sounded 50's enough. I see a friend, D, singing alone on the stage.
Now, I find myself standing on a regular sized swing. I think it is still outdoors- it is dark. The unknown girl is here, standing behind me on the swing, with her arms wrapped around my waist. We move to get swinging and some love song plays in the background. We're swinging pretty high and when we reach the highest point we can, I look down. I see the night sky with all its stars. "I'm above the stars!" I exclaim joyfully, but it is only a reflection. D is also here and he tells us to climb the swing; we do. At the top, we sit down and hook some harnessing device to our pants. I look into the distance and see into a restaurant. An old man sits alone at a table in the middle with a bowl of soup. When I look back, he has choked and is laying on the ground, facedown.

Okay so 30/3/13 (at Dad's, sleeping on an uncomfortable sofa, not listening to music)

I was in a strange living room watching Pulp Fiction on a cream coloured 1960's tv when an advert came on about KFC offering free Krushems (Milk shakes) with a meal deal. I thought to myself that I should message my friend Safiyyah because I know she loves them.

Then my dream changed, I was in a bedroom - presumably mine, and it was my birthday (15th April) but no one was celebrating it with me. I asked my step dad if I could go see my friend Charlie but he said "If you want to go, she needs to ring!". I was quite upset by this and I felt very lonely.

My dream recall has improve rather rapidly and is getting better every day

9/8/2012

In this dream it was supposed to be my birthday. My grandparents were there. For some reason they pissed me off and I started cussing at them. Which is something that I would never do because they are so straight laced they would lose it. Anyway they gave me the new Halo videogame for my birthday but I never got to play it. That happens a lot to me. I'll win the lottery and wake up before I get to collect any money. Stuff like that. Anyway at this point I became lucid and tried to fly in front of people. I really just was able to float, but it was a start. I knew I was dreaming but I kept it to myself and let the DCs do their normal routines. I then participated in a type of role playing game like in the movie Role Models. Beasted it up because I could float around the battlefield.

[Wednesday, September 12th, 2012]
<dream fragment>
I'm suddenly with Aladin and Genie, falling into a landscape of undetailed Banjo Kazooie terrain as, I think the words, "Banjo... Ka-zoo...ie." But the mountains and cliffs tilt and we're falling as if the terrain is 10 times bigger than it should be. The setting develops and we're at the palace... Aladin is expecting Jasmine soon. It's her birthday and he can't think of a gift. Apparently, it's Genie's job to think of a gift and retrieve it. Aladin pesters Genie a few times. I switch my attention to the Saultan; he's in his throne room watching this large "magic" fountain in the middle- a hologram appears and it dawns on me that he possesses alien technology.

Dream - Lucid

I was in marching band again. We were having some sort of sleepover. It was nighttime, and we were in a house. Next to me was this girl that looked like someone who was in band with me in waking life, Nancy. She was a freshman and I was an upperclassman. For whatever reason, I had taken her under my wing, so to speak.

She asked me to pull a wedgie for her? I said ok, and she leaned forward, exposing the top of her panties. I noticed she was wearing two pairs of underwear, one peachy/skin-toned, and the other a bluish-green.
"This one?" I asked as I tugged the peachy one.
"Yes."
I pulled on it.

More happened in this dream, but I can't recall what right now.

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I was in bed with JP. It was nighttime. We were in what looked like a hotel, but it was supposed to be at a school. We were both students. I'm not sure why we were in the same bed, there was another bed in the room but it was occupied I believe. I suppose it was like a dorm or something. The bed was next to a big window, with J being on the window side and I on the other. The window showed that we were on a higher floor, I think, and you could see trees and lights from buildings.

As we were laying in bed, he was saying something about my birthday being the next night, and how he was going to give me "birthday sex". I don't remember what I said. I wasn't really thrilled at the prospect, but this guy was scary (and is in waking life as well).

The next night, on my birthday apparently, I stayed in another part of the dorm/hotel. I was worried that JP would get upset because of this, but I didn't want to stay there with him. I then had this huge "flashback" of the college years ago, when a dead woman was found in an indoor pool, stabbed to death. They had to remove the body before they had a funeral service. I then made the terrible connection: JP was the killer from years ago. He was assuming a fake name at the college, the name James Holmes (the Batman movie killer from Colorado).

I knew I couldn't stay. I was in him and I's room, and the light was dim; nighttime again, but there was a lamp that was on on the nightstand. Someone called him and angered him. When he got off the phone, we were then in the living area, and a man appeared from a doorway, looking panicked and concerned. JP went and stabbed a man in the chest. I was sitting on the couch, watching in horror. He came to me then, and carefully chose a short, fat knife from the many knives that he had, all the while talking to me in a cool, calculated, heartless manner. I tried to back away, but he had me. He stabbed me in the lower left chest, but not too deeply, since I was resisting. I felt the pain as he cut me.

Then, it was like the scene was being replayed, only differently. We were in the room again, and his phone started to ring. I spotted a brown spider crawling on the floor with spindly, long legs. I got up to leave the room, and JP said
"You better not leave, this phone call may make me angry." I left anyway as he got on the phone.

I went to the living area and across the room to another door. I barged in and my parents were asleep in the bed there. My mom's head was facing the head of the bed, but my dad was sleeping opposite of her, with his head at the foot of the bed. I shook my dad first saying "Wake up! Wake up!" as I moved on to shake my mother. My mom woke up, and I frantically explained the situation. In the back of my mind, though, I knew we were doomed. She got out of bed, I'm not sure if she said anything. My dad was the only one of us there with the means to defend, and I could not wake him up. I kept trying, but to no avail. I then left the room and ran out the front door as fast as I could. I could run to the lights of the city, or the sparse, dim lights of some homes to my left. I went towards the homes, figuring he wouldn't be able to see me with the dim light. I tried to frantically think of what to do. Should I head to a house and try to knock until someone answered? Or should I run out to the woods? Either way, I felt doomed.

I awoke this morning being quite afraid still, the feelings carrying over from the dream to my waking self. I'm still calming down, and it's been over an hour since I woke up.

I was walking through the carpark towards the marina, with one of my best mates Max. It was around 6.00pm on a Saturday evening during the West Australian summer and the sun lay low in the sky, soon to be setting over the ocean horizon. Max and I were talking as we walked towards the marina, other than enjoying the company I was wanting to find my mum a birthday present and card.

Shortly later Max & I were sitting in a small cafe/restaurant in the centre of the marina. It was a well lit, outdoor setting but completely undercover, with small retaining walls and long elegant pot plants marking the boundaries; the tables were square with four seats to a table, two either side (this was the only area constructed slightly differently than in reality). We sat at one of the outermost tables, Max sitting opposite me and at least two people occupying each of the other tables; happily chatting and enjoying their meals. Mila Kunis was sitting at the table across from us dining with her mum; I thought Mila was gorgeous but didn't experience the excitement of being in the presence of a famous movie actress, instead I remained cool and calm. A brief conversation followed, after Mila's mother threw a question our way. The conversation ended well and Max & I finished our meals and continued walking around the marina.

After a short walk we past the restaurant again and Mila's mother stopped me and started a conversation. They were still sitting at the same table enjoying a drink, her mother was clearly trying to set me up with Mila (by this stage I really should have realized I was dreaming). After a positive exchange, we said our farewells and carried on our way. After about 20 meters and another chat, I said good bye to Max as he rode a bicycle off through the carpark south of the marina towards the coastal drive. I then quickly turned around and bought a birthday card for my mum ~ mission complete (minus the present... and Mila Kunis... damn it!)

I forgot some of the details in this dream but the scenes I do recall are quite vivid. Sadly, I was not lucid.

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I was with J and E, also Sam. We were at J’s birthday party I had to guess, but we were at my mom’s house. It was weird. The only thing we did at the part was walk around in circles on our driveway.
It wasn’t just us at the party; there were also some girls that J didn’t even know.

In the midst of the party, my pastor was in charge of hanging up these gigantic balloons on top of his roof. In the dream, he lived across from us. The balloons were very hard to put up, as he told us later, and they kept falling down.

The balloons looked like giant bugs for some reason. One was a spider, I think another was a bee, and the other I can’t remember.

At the end of the dream, we all crowded around a small table inside a tent outside. On the table was J’s birthday cake. Our pastor was standing there.

As we were all talking and about to eat the cake, the pastor randomly just starts putting salt on the cake. We stop chatting and look at him. He stops. Then he started again, and then it started to get all over it. “Stop.” I said, laughing.
He chuckled, and grabbed the lighter.

#5

Very long vivid dream about me being in my friends house (or what resembled it), and it was my birthday. A ton of people were there but they were setting something up in a room and I wasn't allowed to go in, but I remember being extremely excited for whatever it was. I smoked a lot of cigarettes and had regular dialogue with all the people there. I remember making a specific age joke to a girl who didn't get it and I had to explain it to her... Thats about it.