D1 - F & E are using different methods to do some magic but it is silly as they are not in the right environment to practise it. D2 - Outside a workplace, it looks a bit like a tourist agency. The windows are floor to ceiling and there are lots of posters on the windows. I need to get inside to get hold of a box containing some sort of technology, heaven knows why, but it is urgent. Unfortunately I am ashamed at needing to and do not want to approach the manager there. I wait outside and when some office workers appear, I follow them, they are suited. They go to another entrance further along and I am disappointed as this won't enable me access. I secretly use my powers to teleport the box outside to where I am standing. I open the cardboard box and rumage through it. There is a big white main bit and lots of smaller components. I find to smallish cuboid bits wholed out, with some metal bits inside and start to make measurements that I need to aquire. I sense the manager is returning to the office and will notice it is missing. Not wanting to be found outside with the box, I embarressingly enter the office. The employees suspect nothing, as I have been there before, and I am able to wander through to a back room where the box should be. I continue to examine things. For some reason the box is now much larger as I worry about the bosses return, and is filled with clothing. It is women's clothing, lots of dresses. There is also a military uniform, looking very seargent pepperesque. I feel this last item will endear me to the boss, who is female and has military connections. The boss a lady with tussled greyish silver hair and glasses with thin frames, enters and makes her way towards where I am. I wake up Oo. [comment] The glass which is a dream sign, I think maybe relates to feeling fearful of exposing my true self to the world Also I am about to go on holiday, so maybe why the travel agents
D1 - Only remembered one dream. In a room with large wooden desk chock full of paperwork and ledgers. I am pawing over a large ledger. Someone needs the information and I am looking down columns for name underlined. I answer a phone on the desk. Later someone comes in and takes the ledger and photocopies it so they have their own copy to relate to when calls come into the main office. Noooo! the information is not uptodate. I try to sort out the mess. The information is all to do with the xmas play ~^ what the... and the boss is there in his office waiting to see me, uh oh [comment] Ok I have recurring dreamsign here that i am going to try and use as a trigger
It's good to be back! I was trying to do an actual WBTB last night, something that I haven't taken the time for in ages, but my legs disrupted my sleep too much. I was lucky have this late morning LD. #488 - DILD - 9AM-ish I go into work two hours late and Mike and Brenda is telling my boss is mad at me for it. I decide to fill out a form for sick pay so that maybe she wont be mad. I try to clock in on the computer, but nothing is working right. Woody tells me the computers are down and I have to clock in on the old time card system. I have a hard time finding a blank time card and all the ones with writing look really strange. It takes a minute to find what I am looking for. As I slide my card in the machine it dawns on me that all the trouble I am having is typical of a dream. I walk way from time card and walk back into my work place. I see various people that I know, but their faces are all melty-flowy and shift into other faces. This is typical for me so I don't pay much attention to it, though I find it annoying. As I try to think what I'll do in this dream, I realize that I am really tense now, trying too hard no to wake up. I force myself to relax a little and things feel better. I decide I should go ahead and see why my boss is so angry; I figure it would be good practice for waking life. I walk into the break-room and see the usual people she sits with, but my boss is absent. I sit across from Sasha and ask where Sandy is, but shes deep in some conversation and mostly ignores me. I see some red sugar cookies and a coffee sitting in front of me. I try a cookie, but there is no taste. I go ahead and dunk it in coffee; still no taste, but now my mouth feels like it's full of something thick and expanding. Sasha tells me that I have red sugar in my beard. I try to say something back, but my mouth is so full I can't speak. I quickly wake up feeling like I have cottonmouth.
I was working as an archivist in local government building. My boss was a bit fat man with moustache. He was wearing a black suit. His vice was a man wearing brown suit. He had fake red hair. They were arguing, my boss said to him "I'd best leave you working on beetroot field, this is your place!" After a while of consideration he added "Go hunt some monsters, I won't fire you yet." He went away, I recalled a previous dream in which I was such archivist, but hunting creatures around fields and villages. I said "I used to hunt monsters before". I looked around the office, and there was nothing unusual. Boss told me to write a paper of firing someone, but whenever I started, words changed into pictures of random objects. Like a clock for example. Suddenly my boss turned into someone else, he had long brown hair and different face. He was playing a song on harp.
D1 - On a very earthy and mountainous island. Talking to a guy about how he built a settlement their. Their living quarters hang down in buttresses on the mountsides, cool. A Heron is flying past when a monsterous bird swoops in and grabs it in its mouth and flys past my gob smacked face. There are scarey monsters here! A wasp the size of a truck floats infront of us, the guy is totally unfazed. It is horribly translucent with purple markings like veins, ick. I ask him how the hell do you get away from something like that. He does not answer, I scramble under some undergrowth but the beating wings just blow it away. We head for his landrover, a monster bird flys along side us. He shows me how if he does not have bars on the window, it can easily dent the door or smash the meshed window Oo. The bird whacks the door, and knocks some paint off the inside of the door, leaving a rusted chunck. He puts the bars back on and floors the accelerator, leaving the bird behind. We go along a road to an aircraft hanger. D2 - Manager at work comes into a large empty hall. They delitberaty kick over a bowl as they are in a fowl temper. They start complaining and berating the staff their, the cleaner and cook. A tray near me is knocked and taps me as I lay on a bench covered in a sheet. I pretend to be angry and start complaining about how rude the manager is, building up to shouting at them. I follow them into a corridor, still shouting at them. when they get into a room, I am shouting in their face, they don't respond just look pale and afraid. I am very angry by now and start to strangle them. This seems like not the best idea and I go off and get a syringe. I filled it with some kind of traquilizer or poison and inject them with it. I then go off to get something to tape over their mouth. They collapse. I then start to think about where to put the body, which wood to bury them in that would not be frequented often. Many dilemas overcome me as I realise I am not dressed to go out and need to decide which trousers and top to wear from a large pile. One pair is a horrible garish browny green with sparkly bits Oo [comment] I felt strange this morning after the dream and feel different about manager at work I feel I have realsed a little tension.
My boss took a phone call for me about a case. I had no clue what to do about it but he expected me to know. I was red in the face with exesperation at the situation and just blurted out to him to tell me what to do. I felt powerless. [I tryed to incubate asking my subconscious to tell me what to do It didn't quite work]
Dream 1 I was at a party. I was getting drunk and stoned with some people I just met. We were talking and laughing the entire time. Eventually, I started talking to one of the girls a lot. She was white and had blonde hair and blue eyes. We hit it off, and I eventually ended up in her bed, fucking her. It was in the missionary position, and the nighttime. Dream 2 I was working for an ice cream store in my hometown. There was a white, slightly plump girl there, who was apparently the boss. She was walking in and out of the store and telling a bunch of people what to do. For some reason, there were some workers outside, building something, it looked like. The boss was very mean, and kept telling everyone to hurry up. I also found out she was literally a monster in disguise as a human, and she started eating some of the workers. She just formed her giant monster mouth, and put it fully over them, and closed it, and ate them. Eventually, after I had enough, I found a manhole that I wasn't supposed to go down, and went down it. I found an underground factory with many more workers working in unsafe conditions. I guessed they were underpaid, too. Soon, the boss came down to check up on the factory, and I hid behind the machinery. She talked to a worker, ate him, and went back up. I found a wrench and started sabotaging the machinery by smashing the wrench onto the machinery and jamming it in a few places. The boss came back down again soon after that, and started wondering what happened to her factory. I then sneaked up behind her and mauled her with my wrench. She died, and the workers were free. End of dream.
I was sneaking inside a huge manor that was mafia's possession. The frontyard was highly secured, but I found a way through the fence, and moved closer to the front door. I entered the manor - the place was built with marble and ornamented with other expensive stones, crystals and other valuables. My mission wasn't to steal valuables, but to get something that is stored in the highest floor. Entrance hall opened to stairways to the right and left, but there were security guards there. I entered one of the offices, but one of the guards probably saw me, and alerted the others. I looked for a way out, and found a window. I smashed it, and looking up saw that I can climb to another window. I smashed the second window, but before climbing I had to remove parts of glass that could harm me. I went out of office to see if the alert is off, but coming back I saw that a guard DC appeared there. I jumped past him, and he disappeared. I moved something on the table, and a secret room opened. It looked like mafia had their private dungeon. Instead of exploring it, I jumped from the window and ran into boss' toilet. There was comfortable and expensive bathtub. Suddenly I took a toothbrush out of my pocket, took the toothpaste from boss' shelf and brushed my teeth. As I was about to go, another DC guard ran into the room and saw me. He made an alert while I ran for the street. Something was not right, people behaved weird. Every person on the street had some weapons. There was a granny with a Glock gun. They were swarming around me, trying to kill me. Suddenly I found myself on my frontyard. I thought "This must be a dream!" and everything became much more detailed and vivid. My senses have become stronger. I jumped over my fence, and ran to the mafia house. Instead of entering it, I tried to climb up the roof and enter it from the chimney, but there was a strange force field blocking my way to the roof. I jumped down, and entered the boss' toilet. A guard DC ran inside again. I made a gun gesture with my left hand, and when he entered, shot him in the leg. He have fallen on the floor, I shot him in artery and he bled to death quickly. But the way was not clear yet. Boss with his bodyguard entered the toilet. I shot down the bodyguard, but the Boss was resistant to my shots. I took body of the bodyguard on my back and feigned that I was him. It was heavy and really slowed me down. The Boss couldn't tell a difference. We moved out of the toilet and he told me "Look at that clock." He pointed at Big Ben clock tower in the distance. Somehow, I couldn't read the hour. He told "What's going to happen soon?" I changed my voice so it was similar to city guards from Thief: The dark project and said "Ummmm... MY BIRTHDAY!!!" I jumped like a happy little child. The boss facepalmed and gave me irritated look. Then he said "No, you moron! It's half past six!" Suddenly I have awakened, just a moment before my father appeared to wake me up.
Another particularly vivid dream, this time with a good number more details recalled than that pizza dream. I was at a house that looked like a much more modified version of my current home, complete with a second floor, big TV, and a pool in the middle of the living room, about the size of a ping pong table. Lots of different people were there, including my boss from work, my dad, my grandpa, and some random people. This dream was sort of a hodge-podge of everything going on in my life recently. It was all topped off when... One of my old best friends from, like, 7 years ago appeared (I'll refer to her as K). This coincides with real life, since K texted me out of the blue just the other day. Just as in real life, it had been a while since we had seen each other in the dream's story, so K expressed her surprise at seeing me. Curiously enough, she was closer to the age she was when I last saw her, rather than how old she is now. She immediately wanted to go swimming (since that's what we used to always do), so we decided to do just that. While we were swimming, my boss called me over and asked me about Luigi's Mansion (for whatever reason, great game though). And then the random events just kept happening when my dad announced he had to go. He slipped on old-time Japanese wooden sandals (I'm starting to not understand the connections here ) and slipped out the front door. "Dad! Where are you going?!" I asked him, upset he was leaving. "I've got work to do!" he yelled back. And that's where it ended. I felt sad waking from this dream, it was fun seeing all these people I don't usually get to see anymore.
My boss was returning from outside, he had drop his wallet on the floor, pick it up with his ID and thats it .
Last night at stayed at my folk’s house and I wasn’t able to do the Wake Back to Bed (WBTB) routine and incubate my intended lucid dream (LD), but I was lucky enough to have one interesting LD. Here’s what happened: In this dream I was discussing a project with my boss, and then ‘out of the blue’ he says, “You’re always sweaty.” I stopped what I was doing and looked at him and went, “Huh?”, and he repeated, “You’re always sweaty.”, so I retorted, “No, I’m not! What do you mean?” He points at my nose and says your nose is always sweaty, and bloody.” This was starting to piss me off, because I don’t have a bloody, sweaty nose. Then I realized I was standing in my underwear, my pants were gone! I stormed off to the back of my truck, sat on the tailgate, and opened my suitcase to pull out some pants, but then all my clothes went flying across the ground. Then about 15 Mexicans came walking past me and they stomped all over my clothes! Now I was really pissed off, so I chased after them while swinging my pants in the air, saying lewd comments. Then I said, “Yeah, you’re lucky I’m dreaming!” Utopia, I’m lucid! I quickly apologized for my bad dream behavior. They accepted my apologies and continued on their way. Things started to fade, so I began to swirl (spin) to bring back visual clarity. After about 10 seconds, my vision was perfectly clear, so I walked to the front of the truck and started chatting with my boss and a co-worker. We walked into a small, empty building where we could talk in private. My first question was, “Are we having a shared dream?” They didn’t answer me, so I said, “I’m lucid dreaming right now. I often lucid dream, but I don’t let people know that I’m lucid, but I’ve decided to tell you. Who are you?” They both looked at each other, and they became very uncomfortable with the conversation. A bright light started to glow from behind me, and they both backed away, while staring at this light with a total look of fear. The light being emitted resembled that from a welder. My boss and co-worker then ran out the backdoor, and I followed chase. I wasn’t scared of this light, but I just wanted to know the answers to my questions. My co-worker transformed into a woman as he ran, and my boss disappeared into thin air. I followed my ‘now female’ co-worker in a crowed community center, and I lost him (or her). There was a 1 foot tall, blonde woman singing a beautiful song beside a live band. There had to have been at least 100 people watching, and they were all nicely dressed in suits and dresses (I wasn’t, I only had my shirt and gitch on). A woman, who I didn’t recognize, walked up beside me, said my name, and asked me to have a seat and enjoy the show. I sat beside an elderly woman who said, “That’s my Uncle singing!” I thought to myself, “That’s a woman singing. Kookoo! Kookoo!”, so I replied, “He sure is a nice singer!” Wink, wink. After the woman was done singing, she walked past me to the left, and I complimented her by saying, “Great singing!”, but she looked away, because she was probably thinking who’s that weirdo sitting there in his gitch! Lucidity faded quickly and I woke up.
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Working at some new job involving answering the phones and a square table with a few people standing around it. We are putting parts together sometimes, answering phones other times. I decide not to wear the uniform - some tan shirt with a collar. There are some other people out of uniform also. We get to talking a bit, but don't get along. Then I find out that they are the highest corporate bosses in the whole company, and they are upset about me not being in uniform! I tell my coworker if he thinks it'd make a difference to get in uniform. He's not sure. I tell him to wait here and I'll be right back then take off sprinting to my locker. I'm not sure what my locker combination is. I think it's 27, 3, 33 or something with a 17 or a 29 in it. I manage to get it right, and open the locker. Inside, no uniform. It must be in my other locker... I leave the lean-two locker room and run across a field at night to another small lean-two with lockers inside behind a small counter / cafe / bar where someone is serving food or drink. This time my locker is not even locked. Inside is the lock, with the combo set to 1337. I leave it inside and grab my shirt. It someone takes my lock, I don't really care, I just keep my work shirt in here. I put it back on and return to my post after what seemed like 20 minutes of trying to get the first locker open.
A strange nose-less creature called the Stip lived in a blue bathroom cubicle. It was more than seven feet tall, incredibly emaciated, but it never stood up straight. It's back was always very bowed, and it's arms were disproportionately long. It was completely hairless, and it's skin was pale and saggy. It's eyes were very small, beady and wide-set, and it's mouth was very wide. I sent my boss into deal with it and see if he could get it out of the cubicle.
Non-Dream Dream Dream 1: I am gardening in my backyard with my dad. He is messing everything up and pouring some white stuff into all of my garden beds. My brother is there too. All of the carrot and radish seeds I planted for my son's birthday party have sprouted. Dream 2: I am at work with my boss, RL. We have a meeting to discuss new compounds with the chemists Wednesday from 5-6pm.
Yes, that stands for "Toilet Induced Lucid Dreaming" These were rather subtle. I nearly missed them until I realized I was actually experiencing it and it was a dream. - At work, a young guy Anthony is put in charge of supervising my work. He lets me do whatever I want, which is nice, because neither he nor the store manager really know what needs to be done anyway. The store manager returns later, and is unhappy with what I've done. She is always unhappy with everything everyone does, so this is to be expected. She yells at Anthony, and then he passes along the changes I have to make telling me, "I took the first one for you, the next time, I won't be able to keep her from yelling at you" - I'm operating a fork lift, and do wheelies with it, getting the tines completely vertical.
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