Total sleep time: 9+ hrs Dream recall technique: dr1 – woke up, noted key words only, went to bed and played the dream 3 times in mind; dr2-dr4 left it entirely to chance if I would recall anything after final wake Other irrelevant info: was supposed to wake up on time but turned off the alarm, and as I lay in bed I fell asleep, woke up two hours later and had a shorter Saturday. Well, you can’t have it all… Dream1: I am looking at a building and can see a female politician . I am in some kind of garden where there is sand instead of grass, and cactus-type looking plants. The politician is going somewhere and I hide behind part of the garden construction, observing her. She has a beautiful watch, silver with tiny diamonds. I am thinking about the watch so I zoom in, in my mind. It then becomes a strange looking ring. There is a large gray stone in the middle, and the metal part looks like a twisted wire, like an old handicraft object. I am thinking about how people have treasured rings and precious stones even in ancient times. I walk to another section of the garden, where I see small insects, like bees or flies, but hey, they are walking bypedally and have colourful armour. Next to them are small toys similar to kinder surprise toys. They are also alive and move. There a 3-4 different types and 4 of each type one next to the other. Around the garden there is a race track, where Formula 1 cars usually drive. I start throwing small pieces of paper on the track. I later realize that these pieces may interfere with the driving, but it is too late. The cars cannot drive any more, they malfunction and get broken. I begin to worry that the cost of the damages would be really high, these are F1 cars. People would know it is me who did it, because the pieces of paper all have my name written on them. I start to collect them from the track in a plastic bag that I bring with me, and which I leave nearby. My collecting the papers is in vain, because somebody already saw one or two of these and they know. I am looking at a monitor which has information about one of the drivers. All I recall from what I read is that the driver is racing for Renault. I then remember that I left the plastic bag with the papers near the track so I want to go back and take it. I use an elevator to do so. The elevator comes and I press the 4th floor but don’t get in. The doors close, and I think “Damn, now I have to wait again”, but suddenly I find myself in the elevator and am going up. This turns into some kind of detective series, where I am the party who is at fault, I am also a man. There is a woman with me who is investigating what has happened, and a relative of whoever has suffered from my action. I have no idea what that means, but I have the desire to tell that relative that it is me who is responsible for this and so I tell her. She gets really mad and annoyed with me, and I have to flee to another room to escape her reaction. At some point in the corridors of that place my grandpa appears. [I haven’t seen him for 15 yrs irl, divorced grandma a long time ago]. I am surprised that I see him, the image becomes quite vivid and on focus. [Maybe it’s a dream?] I just ask him how he is, and how his family is doing. Dream2: I am going somewhere very far to throw away the garbage. I find myself in a basement like room where there are hats on the couch. I am trying to concentrate on throwing away things and I see in a box containing trash, how many things I have actually cleared out. I look at another box and recognize some books as mine that I don’t want to get rid of. Maybe I will just use the place as a storehouse then, I think to myself. Initially, I leave the room and want to be on my way, but there is a bum in front of me, and his scary looking dog(DS), like a big hound. He is also out of his mind, he is talking to himself or people that are not there. I try to avoid him. Then I decide that I want to go back to the place, but he is in front of the entrance. The place is now at the corner of a building and there are two entrances. That does not make it easy for me to enter. This is a favourite place for bums who are everywhere and so are their dogs. The dogs try to enter the place and the bums are inside. I finally manage to get in. I notice lots of rucksacks on the floor. My own rucksack feels suddenly very heavy and I open it. Inside of it is another red rucksack. [Crazy, bit just a bit]. As I am leaving the place a bum woman DC starts talking to me and I pretend I am one of them. I am going home, walking down the street. I pass some place where they sell food so I decide to buy some. The place is like Indian food, but is not Indian at all. Some kind of really exotic stuff I really can’t describe, like green looking pasta, and some stuff that is half-cooked. The DC that works there comes at me, he has dark skin but is not Indian I have no idea where he is from. I ask him what kind of meat that is and stare at one of the products he is selling. He says it’s buffalo. Dream3: I am in a phone booth and I am looking at an advertisement of Heinz tomato soup. In the ad this guy tells the story of how this soup has changed his life or something of the kind. I look at the name of the guy, it is my friend’s name. [who really loves that soup by the way]. I find the ad very funny. I am in a room and am talking to the friend “So, you took part in the ad, huh?”. He confirms, and then complains that the room smells unpleasantly, and that he can’t sleep there. I am trying to find ways to bring some fresh air in. Dream4 [Fragment]: I am on the level of the first floor and look down to see two DS casually lying on the ground. The guy has shoulder –length blonde hair and perhaps a leather jacket, and there is a girl lying next to him. They look like they enjoy living like hippies, all relaxed and stuff. Suddenly, my boot slips away from my foot and starts falling. I yell at them to watch out, but it hits the guy. I begin to apologize but he doesn’t seem to mind the boot falling on him at all. Then, wearing socks, I try to step on some kind of metal ladder to come down and get my boot back.
Updated 03-24-2013 at 01:29 AM by 61764
[COLOR="#483d8b"]I was in class. The teacher was looking at me >:C, cause I was laughing and not paying attention. Suddenly some security guards entered the classroom. They told us that there's a fire on the first floor and then they left. We were all still in the classroom, some calling their parents, some just not understanding what's happening. I snuck out and went to see where the fire is. I was on the first floor, when I saw some of my friends going up the stairs. I followed them. There were very many people on that floor and I didn't exactly understand, why were they all still there. I quickly went back to the first floor, when I saw some of my old classmates about to join the people upstairs. I tried to warn them and tried to convince them to just go outside. They just rolled their eyes and kept on going. I said quietly to myself "whatever, they were bitches anyways..." and went out of the house. I went to the bus station to catch a bus. I am now sitting on the bus, taking pictures through the window with my ipod. The bus disappears and I am walking on the street. There's this bum, who asks me about potato and cheese prices in the store (w...t..f?). "Is it true, that potatoes cost 38 min/kg?" (believe me, I lol'd when I woke). Images of my local store flash through my head, I see the price of cheese and I say "No." Okay, nvm the bum, I kept walking after that. Even though I *should* have been pretty far, I could still see the bus station in the distance. I am still taking pictures every once in a while.[/COLOR] --- This one is short, [COLOR="#483d8b"]I was in class again. My classmates were suddenly rather bitchy towards me, telling me I should get out of this school. Then the teacher came and she told me that I put others in danger and they want me to leave this school. I was like, dafuq is this, what did I do? Also, I had a piercing in my nose in that dream :D...it was a quite large safety pin.[/COLOR] That's it, I guess? Seeya. Does it matter if I don't add tags? I just hate them. [COLOR="#2e8b57"]lucids[/COLOR], [COLOR="#483d8b"]non-lucids[/COLOR]
Updated 04-25-2012 at 03:46 PM by 50369
Marsupilama's Dream Then, out of nowhere, a guy appears behind the tree, scares the shit out of my cousin, and leaves. I asked him who that guy was but he didn't answer so we just continued walking. After a while we get to a park with a modern metal sculpture that sort of looked like grid. I started to climb up when I realize that a giant bum is approaching us from behind. He was like 6 meters tall and asked us whether we were the ones vomiting on his jacket earlier. Since we didn't, I told him no. But he kept insisting and I got a bad feeling so I started to climb down again. “What are you doing”, he asked, “Oh nothing, I just wanna stand on the ground instead of hanging in the air.” He came closer. As soon as my feet touched ground, I started running away as fast as I could. I noticed a little path that was to small for him to fit through, so I entered it and ran down. At the bottom I realized I was several meters below him which enabled me to look up and see him trying to get across the sculpture. He now also was a huge ape but the sculpture – which now seemed more like a giant fence – bought me some time. I went back up another way to approach him from behind, just to see that he climbed over the fence and looked for me in the wrong direction. I left the other way.
I was with O.G. and kissed above her rear. The End
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