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I was on a hill where I saw a woman standing facing away from me. She was wearing a blue dress, it looked as if the sjy itself had wrapped around her, with fluffy white clouds dancing across the fabric. The grass green and lush beneath her feet. Suddenly she turns and faces me. Her skin is pale and sickly, her lips are dripping with scarlet,glossy blood. "Where are my children," she asks me. I start to nod my head no. "Where are my children," she asks louder. I start to push myself down the hill backwards on my belly, the grass dry and itchy on my skin. She lurches forwards, "where are my children," she shrieks. I start screaming that I don't know as she grabs ahold of me. I then wake up.

Date of Dream: WED 6 SEP - 2017



Dream No. 191 - Separated Sections

Dream 191 A - A Haunted Monster House
I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at some strange place. Some happy looking place, claiming to contained all these “haunted monster” themed escape rooms. From what I heard from the staff the monsters were very violent and gory and some of them could potentially even kill you. The dream camera visualised one of the monsters to be a sandy coloured, boney and bloody mess. The lady told me I was doing hole number 14. I looked down there and my heart literally sank... I was not ready to go down there all by myself.

I then heard that participants would have a partner with them. I didn't know who my partner was going to be, the selections were random. I soon discovered that my partner was actually NN and I was ecstatic to hear this. I was relieved too because I know he would protect me and he wouldn't mind me holding onto him. I then came across NN who was in the foyer of the place, crouching down. I found out earlier that we were going into hole number 14 and so I told him. I then led him to the whole to show him.

I could tell that he and I were about to go down there as things started to get really scary. We came across this sweet bar but the lollies looked all weird. Some looked like different coloured lamingtons and had this blood smeared all over them. I had another look down the hole and came to the realisation that we were going to be going down there very soon. I turned to NN and told him I was absolutely scared. The dream ended before we decided to go down the hole.

Dream 191 B - Leave Her Behind
I don't remember most of this dream. From where I do remember, I was out somewhere with my dad and my brother. We were at this shopping strip and I wanted to go and look at all the shops there. My dad wasn't too keen on letting me go but I went anyway. There was one particular store I went into with my brother. I ended up falling asleep on the shop floor. When I woke up (still in dream), I discovered that dad had gone home... My brother was still with me and told me. There was now also a friend from my brother's university with us. For some unknown reason, I was trapped in the store and couldn't get out, it was nothing scary though.

The dream scene changed to the Mario characters who apparently heard about the rejection of me by my dad. There were three main characters in this scene: Princess Peach, Rosalina and Shy Guy. Rosalina was saying that they needed someone left-handed to pull the hoist and this would be the Shy Guy. An orange suited guy got onto a huge coil of rope and started pulling down on it. The dream went back to where I was and now me, my brother and his uni friend were outside. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: SUN 2 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 145 - Twisted School
Nightmare!

The dream started off normally with Ms. Gal. taking choir in the music rooms. It was soon that I noticed things were becoming slightly off and I was wondering why WB wasn't showing up to choir. I excused myself and asked to go outside, promising that I would be back before the end of lunch. I quickly and quietly headed over to the year 9 bathrooms, hoping that Mr. B wouldn't catch me. When I was in the bathrooms, I saw that all the toilets were flooded and stuffed full of toilet paper. I eventually found one that I could use.

When I was back outside, there were these two angry teachers waiting for me and one of them was Ms. L. Both the teachers were yelling at me about something in regards to WB, the fact that I'm always looking for her. Once the teachers were done and they went, I looked at my watch and saw that the time was 1:20 PM, so I decided to head back to choir before lunch would end in approximately 10 minutes. When I came into the choir room, I saw all these girls with red faces, like they had just been crying and some of them were actually crying at the scene. I decided I couldn't stay there, I had to leave straight away.

On addition to fleeing the choir rooms, I was calling for WB in extreme panic but there was absolutely no response from the dream environment. JM comes up and approaches me, looking really bad and threatening to kill me with a pair of red scissors she's holding. Even after the scissors are threatened at me, there is no response from the dream for WB to come and assist me, so I turn my attention to calling for my “guards”. I say something like “get the truck over here and handle these bullies!”... There was no response from the teddy bears either. JM was still after me and so I'm looking through this barrier, over to the oval. She comes behind me and tells me there's no escape. Then I approach this weirdly placed wire door and from it suddenly drops an absolutely creepy Super Mario Logan puppet which causes me to wake up in a sweat.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Mini Heart Attack (Wake up from a nightmare 1 time)

Since I did not write the moment I woke up, they're all lost in my mind right now. And I forgot to update yesterday.

03/06/2017
College
So, I was in college; the bedroom was very girly and my roomates were three korean girls, all of them really cute and sweet. I asked them what they think about Japan, they say they went there and loved it, because it was so clean and better than Korea. One of them makes me sweet bread. So, I fall in love with this guy, I am a little confused if he was redhead or not; another guy, a more handsome one, blonde, blue eyes, is in love with me. He seems like he wants to do skinship and maybe sex with me, I tell him he's exactly my type but I refuse it anyways. He seemed very sweet but got a little disappointed. Later on, I take a look at the dormitory, almolst everyone is sleeping, it seriously looks like a big hungover. As I walk, the room doors are all open, and I see a guy sleeping all naked, with his bum showing. There's a carpet next to each door, and they seem to reflect the personality of each room. It seems like Iggy Azalea is my friend and studies at the same college I do (lmao), and she's having a little rivalry with Azealia Banks (just like in real life), but since SHE's my friend, I feel like I should take sides with her if something happens.

04/06/2017
The Sims Dream - First Dream after I woke up at 4:00
I was with my cousin sitting on a tree at my Grandma's farm, and we started discussing about SimCity; I remember talking about how the creators were trying to make the game appeal to the lgbt community or something. So I took a close look at the game (now the game became the ground) and saw that some bridges in the game had the shape of genital organs, but of course, it was a dream, so the dreamy genital organs looked nothing like real life ones.


My Chemical Romance - Second dream after I woke up at 8:00
So I dreamed about a handsome boy I had a crush on, he was kinda emo, but handsome (although I don't remmeber clearly, but all boys in my dreams I have a crush on are handsome), and we were in a house and I had my laptop; me, him and his friends we sitting down and I was playing popular songs from the past to see if they remembered the names and singers, etc. Then I was going to play MCR's Helena, but I changed my mind and decided to play Welcome to the Black Parade. Before I played I fucked up something, but then it started to play, but they all kinda ignored me and went to my grandma's bedroom (but this one is the other grandma) and I insisted and followed them and played the song, well, they didn't give a fuck.

Blood
This was not a dream itself, it was part of one of the previous dreams, but I don't remember which cause I am a stupid hoe. Anyways, I had to have my blood collected, so I was in this clinic with two guys, one of them was fat and kind, the other one was a woman; I am not sure, but I THINK I was talking about how hard it is everytime I have to get my blood collected for blood tests, because it's soooo hard to make my veins pop out, so usually they have to use 6 needles until they get blood enough (this actually happens in real life).

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Time for interpretation XD

Redhead -> My real life platonic love is a redhead, although I live far away from him now, everytime I hear his name I get so nervous feel like I'm gonna puke my heart out. Just the day before, I was thinking about how awesome I would be if I had a mutual dream with him;

He wants to do skinship and sex with me but I refuse it -> In real life, I repress my sexuality a lot for personal reasons, so I think because of that, I dream a lot with situations involving sex;

Grandma's farm -> I have a lot of dreams located at my grandma's farm since I was a kid;

SimCity -> Game me and my cousin were playing not too long ago (same cousin from the dream);

MCR -> Just yesterday I was listening to My Chem's songs and watched a movie called "Suicide Room" and it was about an emo boy.

I'm gonna realize I'm dreaming everytime these appear:
-Sex situations
-Grandma's farm

Writing in sand, which obviously does not work that well. Seemed to be writing in blood or something.

Freaked out by the dark of my parents attic at night in the dark

I was walking around a house I used to live in during my senior year of high school. My parents were moving out (as they had done in real life a year ago) and I was to help them finish cleaning before they fully departed.

After what seemed to be a full day's worth of work in just mere moments (kinda like a montage) we had finished. I drove back to my house, but on the way stopped by a Dairy Queen and got nothing. Just kinda sat in my car. (Which was the other way, in the town I lived in. But the weirdest part was the fact that it was another town's DQ) I returned to the place I was living at the time of my parent's move and found everything was destroyed within the home. Trash had piled up and even the floor tiles were cracked. I entered and went towards where my old room was located and was in another location. I was staying at my older brother's house (Although I've never been there myself) and was playing a very fast pace game when suddenly I paused and rushed to the restroom. (Sudden enough to drop and break his wireless mouse) After I reached the sink, I started feeling ill. I coughed and to my surprise, blood had slipped through between my hands and stained the white sink. I kept coughing up more and more until it was steadily just oozing from my mouth. My brother knocked on the door and asked if I were okay. I spat what I could out in order to tell him I'm fine and that he shouldn't worry about me. Not even a second after, I began drooling more blood from a seemingly never-ending supply. I forced myself to close my mouth and abruptly awoke to a mouthful of spit with no drool/slobber around.

I was walking around a house I used to live in during my senior year of high school. My parents were moving out (as they had done in real life a year ago) and I was to help them finish cleaning before they fully departed.

After what seemed to be a full day's worth of work in just mere moments (kinda like a montage) we had finished. I drove back to my house, but on the way stopped by a Dairy Queen and got nothing. Just kinda sat in my car. (Which was the other way, in the town I lived in. But the weirdest part was the fact that it was another town's DQ) I returned to the place I was living at the time of my parent's move and found everything was destroyed within the home. Trash had piled up and even the floor tiles were cracked. I entered and went towards where my old room was located and was in another location. I was staying at my older brother's house (Although I've never been there myself) and was playing a very fast pace game when suddenly I paused and rushed to the restroom. (Sudden enough to drop and break his wireless mouse) After I reached the sink, I started feeling ill. I coughed and to my surprise, blood had slipped through between my hands and stained the white sink. I kept coughing up more and more until it was steadily just oozing from my mouth. My brother knocked on the door and asked if I were okay. I spat what I could out in order to tell him I'm fine and that he shouldn't worry about me. Not even a second after, I began drooling more blood from a seemingly never-ending supply. I forced myself to close my mouth and abruptly awoke to a mouthful of spit with no drool/slobber around.

I enter a lecture hall and speak to the man who I believed summoned me, dressed in black with a small white owl on his shoulder, but it turns out the owl is the one that called me; this is news to the man in black, and he's not pleased about it. The owl speaks in a pleasant woman's voice and changes into the shape of a four-sided mask, one face for each direction; three of them are simple stylized masks made of wood or similar, but the fourth is an actual face - it moves, it has eyes - just in cartoonishly distorted proportions. She's been sealed/trapped/stuck/reduced to this. She introduces herself as Loki Laufeyjarson, which is not the name I was expecting her to say but I roll with it.

She talks about each of her masks - in the one that resembles an actual face, she says she'd taken this form and scorned high heels (meaning an artificial way of gaining the height she feels she should have had anyway - 'height' is not really the issue she's talking about). In one of the wooden masks, she talks about using this form for dealings with a magician, and she suspects that magician of having a hand in her current unfortunate circumstances.

She returns to the form of the owl sitting on the man in black's shoulder, and we're now in a yard behind an estate, surrounded by partygoers. The man speaks of my payment and I dismiss the small amount of money he offers; I tell him I expect him to provide me with food and lodgings, pea soup and three packs of smokes a day. (Neither of those are things I'd want IRL, but I wasn't being my IRL self here.) I'm already leaving, stepping over an ornamental pond; it's a demand, not a negotiation. He's irritated, but she accepts immediately. I walk off into the trees along the border of the property.

In earlier scenes, symbols of eyes and blue lotuses above the entrance to a cave, and drinking a polar bear's blood from a glass while wondering about parasites.

A woman made a deal with one of my kind, a short man in a black suit who irritates me, and so he's placed his mark on her wrist, a symbol in the shape of a sword, representing "Iudex," the judge. This will allow him to possess her, though she was unaware of this. I'm furious. He's well within his rights, but I deeply dislike him and his people who bear that symbol; I'm going to destroy his mark. It's not difficult, any changes to the lines in her skin will do the job. I ask her to choose the method (a knife) and if she wants me to do it for her or if she'd rather do it herself (she asks me to do it), three horizontal cuts distort the symbol sufficiently, and then I set out a bandage for her.

I'm in some kind of hotel. I walk alone down a hall and enter an arcade room. It's small and there's about 5 or 6 games. Two of them are being played by two girls that i know. I walk up to them and try to talk, but they ignore me. I take a closer look at one of the games being played and it strikes me as odd. The character has the body of a steak. Suddenly the character changes and it has the head of deadpool, but the body is skinless and bloody. The boss character goes behind deadpool and starts stabbing him. With each stab, deadpool swells up and cries out in pain, louder and louder. After a minute or so the character completely explodes. I back up and walk to the other side of the room. I see and vending machine with iced coffee and decide that I want one. When I go to reach for money I notice a sofa with something under it. I get down on my hands and knees and find 3 child purses. I pull them out and dig in them. In each one I find a 5 dollar bill. I get excited. Then in the last purse I find pictures of kids and baby pictures as well. I think it's weird, so I get up and throw them away on a trash can. I then go back to the vending machine but then remember that I can't get coffee cause I'm vegan.

I found myself in a bedroom. The floor was covered in blood. So were the walls. Something felt very, very wrong. I was freaked out, and wanted to get out of the room. I tried to open the door, but it was locked. I was afraid something would jump out at me now, that it was a trap, that they were waiting for me to try and escape. Luckily, I could unlock the door and exit into a corridor. To my horror, the rest of the house looked much the same. The floors covered entirely in blood. The walls covered in "blood" as well. I use quotation marks, because the blood on the walls resembled moss a little bit, reminiscent of the red weed from 'The War of the Worlds' (no surprise, I read something related to tWotW the night before). I got out of the house, and realized something bad was happening everywhere. It was night. I noticed the house was located in a typical suburban neighborhood. At another house across the street, I noticed a woman and her two kids. Little kids, aged approximately 5 or 6 years old. I "knew" they were possessed. The mother too, probably. The kids ran towards me, and I knew they would try to kill me. One of them threw rocks (or shot them at me with a catapult). The other tried to set me on fire using a kind of highly flammable liquid. I was forced to use extreme force. I held the kid in a stranglehold, and said that if he torched me, he would burn too. I don't remember what happened next, but I think I either simply knocked them out, or killed them. I woke up, remembering what horrors I had just committed to survive.

There was another dream, which I forgot.

Completed Totm Basic 1 and Advance 1✨🎆🎆✨

Bed around 10 and fast to sleep as am enjoying full on exercise every weekday at the mo and it's making me sleep good

Set intentions pretty strong before sleep ; repeating to myself that
I will remember my dreams, I will record my dreams, I will have many dreams and I will be lucid tonight.
Repeating - "Tonight I lucid dream "many times as I drift off✨

I woke around 2 with some fragments then about 3am ...being chased again but this time I am not as anxious as I have been before - so I know I am clear headed tonight.

I repeat - "Tonight I lucid dream" quite a few times and fall off to sleep as usual and almost jepedise a proper Wbtb - this time I know I need a good wbtb so I sit up for about 30 mins 😉 I sit up resting my self and allowing my body and mind to calm and be at peace - I bring my focus about - I will lucid dream tonight ...as I repeat this regularly and intermidedly see myself becoming lucid and accomplishing goals. I know tonight I have a good chance 🎆🌠🎆

I remember totm tasks and personal tasks also make strong requests to my sub to help me learn and become/realise everything I possibly can -

Earlier dreams include me speaking with my mum about meditation and how I know I haven't realised any big deal stuff but I am very happy I know how to relax and be one pointed and at peace - I know I want to take this further...and will.

Woke at 5.54am with Lucid dream report -
First time lucid was a dild but later had a Deild and a wild as I lay still back awake after waking up a few times.
During the dreams - which are of rich sexual content - I am helping many during war time. It's similar to quite a few dreams I have had now where I play very confident " yogini" in the sense of the word that I would not dare to do in WL - I am a pretty wild DC and very comfortable with my role in the dreams as if I have always been this character ...I also seem tobe training others to be yogini 's this is a recurring theme I am becoming aware of - sometimes I am playing myself and other times it's watching her in 3rd person.
Anyway at some point I decide to do totm basic 1


I was with some DC's and remember to ask one if they have a secret form one of the folks on Dream Views - he shakes his head - so I continue asking " ok what about Dolphin...anything about him?" Nope he says ..." Ok I ask - how about RelaxAndDream...anything about him?" He stops to ponder and says he has a secret about RelaxAndDream

I am intruiged but have a feeling the DC is messing with me


" He's got 3 noses! " says the DC - I laugh and laugh and wake up laughing


So I go back to sleep after recording the above dreams at around 6am - I know I am getting up n an hour and feel relaxed. I lay still and on my back and gently slip in to dreams which become lucid once again.

I am looking at myself in a small mirror when I get lucid - my face looks funny so I start imagining my mouth opening and something coming out even though I know it's shut - the face in the mirror obliges showing a small long thing come out my mouth ... so I continue to watch and see my mouth morphing, disappear completely then reappearing etc for a bit ,this is fun but comes to an end as I go to explore the dream scape -
- I become part of a story - it seems I am the main character and I have been kidnapped ( as its a lucid I go along with it thinking how curious of my sub to show me as such a victim ) soon though I end up as the yogini once again within this powerful group of rebels of the communist regime - it's dark times - I am the one looking after them in every way like food, Heath love and especially in matters of the heart - very dramatic etc ...where at one point I look down at my legs and they are covered in blood - the open, straightforwardness of her love seems to be symbolised by the bloodiness. Difficult dream to explain far less understand completely.

This dream as was pretty long Lucid - going a long with the plot mostly but then doing some tasks every now and then - I met a girl later on and asked her if she would acompany me throught the dream and help accomplish tasks and she said ok - she acompany's me around after that.

Dream - Lucid

It was the zombie apocalypse. I don't remember who it was that I was with, but it was a group. We were living comfortably in a house, feeling quite safe. I remember seeing my bedroom, one I shared with a young girl. It was clean and the queen-sized bed looked comfortable and inviting. Next to the bed I saw a nightstand with a lamp on it.

However, we were moving. I was then looking at an area from above. Things started to look like Roller Coaster Tycoon 4 (mobile version), in that I could place different buildings in an area that had roads laid out. This is where we were moving to. I "placed" buildings from my above POV, as if I was simply playing a video game.

I was then back in my regular view. I was with the group inside a building that we were scouting for zombies. I was sitting on the floor with a couple others, while the rest stood. I saw two, one I distinctly remember being a female with short brown hair pulled into a ponytail and a messed up mouth coming behind some of my friends. I warned the group. They moved aside. I'm not sure what happened to the other zombie, but the female one was going for me. She came at me and was on me. I was keeping her from biting me, but only barely; I really thought I was about to get bit. Then, one of the people that was there with me, a guy, slit his own throat and used his blood to save me from the zombie; something about the blood killed the zombie. I looked at the guy who saved me, and aside from a slightly bloody, drippy slit in his neck, he was totally fine.

At some point, I thought about the fact that we were moving, and I wished we weren't because we were comfortable and happy where we were before.

I then was talking to one of the girls that was with me. We were talking about whether or not we thought the zombies were increasing in number or decreasing. She said
"Oh they are definitely dying."
I then remembered that I was "back" at the beginning of the apocalypse, though everyone else was just at the beginning and was never at the end with me. I thought about the female zombie who almost bit me and noticed how "freshly dead" she still had looked. I had been at the end of the zombie apocalypse previously, and started to explain to the girl how I knew that things weren't going to get better yet.

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I woke up for over an hour and struggled to go back to sleep. When I finally did, I had an interesting little lucid moment.

I felt myself falling asleep, the head buzz feeling came over me, and I saw a moving picture in front of me, like a movie screen. It reminded me of a country western almost; there was a desert and the sky was pink and orange as if the sun was rising or setting. There was no sound. It took up most of my vision, but I wanted to go into it and get a LD started. I entered the moving picture, and wasn't sure if that would make me wake up or if it worked. I started to see that I was submerging myself in this world, but after that, I lost it. Not even sure if I woke up or continued to dream or not.

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My daughter had pooped in her diaper and it was leaking onto her clothes.

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My husband got onto me about not packing up my books like I said I would. (I fully expect this to happen IWL, as I did not pack my books last night like he asked).

I haven't got much time to write this up, but I basically had a horror movie dream.

Dream
I remember heading over to a 'friends' place who was another kid that lived in the neighbourhood. I was also a kid (not me, since it was a movie/story) and I had decided to buy some magic pickles or something. I coated the pickle things in this enchanted jelly stuff and tried swallowing them whole, it apparently would enhance my powers or something. I thought to myself that nothing happened, god damn it what a scam! I head back to find that 'friend' but he's no where to be seen. Hmm, odd. I decide I'll try another day, so I head home again. When I arrive I spot that the door is opened by a crack, through the crack I can see what looks like an eyeball attached to the wall with a trail of blood flowing down it to the floor. What the hell... My curiosity piqued, I edge closer and look inside.. There's blood and guts everywhere, I instantly know what happened. I had apparently killed the friend, the pickles had made me go mindless and my memory had been blank as it awakened some demon that resided within my family bloodline. My 'father' is standing there trying to clean up the mess, he apologizes profusely saying 'it's not what it looks like'. On his hands are claws like freddy krougar, I assume he has been cutting the friend of mine up into smaller pieces to make him easier to dispose of. Also I should mention that it was like a 3rd person view of the reaction of 'me' and then some intense imagery flashed before my eyes in some kind of attempt to 'shock' the audience.

Morning of April 10, 2016. Sunday.



In my dream, I am in an unfamiliar building which seems to be in Japan, or at least I am aware that the building is Japanese. (I have only been in Japan for a short time for one day in my life in reality in my move to Australia.)

After a time, a tooth on the upper right (which I do not even have in reality - which is ironic) feels slightly loose. I move it with my tongue. I end up pulling it out with my fingers even though it is not that loose.

After this, I am aware of my mouth bleeding from the area I pulled the tooth out. I go to the sink (which is illogically in the unfamiliar bedroom I am in, on the opposite side of the room from a large window) and keep spitting out thicker blood. After about five or six times, I start to wonder how much more blood I can lose (it seems like a lot) before I start to feel differently or even pass out. No one else seems to be around at that point. It slowly dawns on me that I am dreaming, which I find somewhat amusing in that my dream self fell for the losing teeth scenario yet again (though it was more common when I was younger).

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Other than when it is relevant to an actual real-life focus (such as recently having a tooth pulled or having an actual toothache), I sincerely believe that dreams of losing teeth have no “interpretation” at all as it seems a common waking transition component, which in actual cause, is simply the dissolution of the dream and the cessation of the dream self (since using one’s mouth is a main way of acknowledging one’s consciousness and wakefulness to others and the unconscious self cannot speak - so the dream renders a focus on the fictional dream body’s mouth as losing teeth - pretty simple), just as falling, rising into the air, or suddenly tripping, or even seeing something falling from the sky is (of which also typically have no “interpretation” and are simply a natural form of the waking transition). Still, I think this bleeding may relate to acknowledgement of the energies of my internal dawning consciousness and physical form in a similar way that tripping over in hypnopompia is acknowledging the dream setting does not physically exist during the waking transition. The color red also dominates a dream when I have been asleep a bit too long.

I will note however, that when I was younger, most such dreams proved to be precognitive of which teeth I would actually be losing in a specific order. The only way to explain this would have to relate to some sort of foreshadowing regarding body awareness that is presently not understood (which of course does not explain all the other types of more detailed literal and visual prescience). This one is the reverse though. That is, it is the literal memory of already having lost the tooth, though assigned to a common hypnopompic distortion.

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