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Visiting my brothers chaos:
I was driving somewhere together with my mother in her car, and somehow I got the idea of going to my brother to help him with something, she told me to call him and so I did, he was fine with it and I got out at the next bus stop. I walked to his old home (a place thought up by the dream) which I as it seems had the keys for. As I came into the house I found a vivid chaos with stuff of every kind lying, staying and hanging everywhere. On different types of cd/mp3-players (etc.) I found different tracks from Alabaster being played (however with Ariaster being displayed as name).
In some other part of this dream (don't know when) I remember I saw his (again faked) real home in the dream.

Unreal Unreal Tournament:
I was playing a game with some unknown people and I had a shock rifle with 2 buttons on top of it, which I also could equip with powerups. Whatever game we were playing, I tried to avoid all enemy contact and we were losing. Somewhere later I simply turned into a cat to avoid my enemies.

Nightly sushi trip:
I was going together with my girlfriend and Vincent (FF7) to a sushi restaurant, somewhere in some unknown hills. It was already closed for orders but we could still go inside. The construction was pretty realistic. As the owner came over to us I went outside and wait for her to finish her business. Surprisingly my girlfriend came out with a bunch of sushi, telling me the reason given by the owner was that she couldn't trust my girlfriend otherwise.

Yesterday's dreams:

I had climbed to the top of this huge cliff/mountain. I was alone and I got tired so I fell asleep on this little ledge next to the highest steepest part of the cliff. I "woke up" and saw where I was and freaked out. I was so scared that I couldn't move. I noticed my cat was now with me sleeping by my head (as she was in real life). I noticed she was right my the edge. I was a little worried for her. I didn't want her to fall. But I knew cats were pretty sure footed, so I started worrying about me again. I had no idea how I was going to get off this cliff when I was so terrified I couldn't move. So I just laid there.

Finally this man comes to me. He looked about 45 or 50 years old and Mexican, but spoke with an American accent. He told me his name was Journel. He was very calm and confindent. He convinced me to take his hand and stand up. Once I was up I started getting my confidence back, and I knew I would be able to make it down the montain.

Dream 2:

I was excited to start this long hike. It was something I had wanted to do for a long time. I had gotten all this stuff ready for it. It seems like there were things distracting me from getting started, but finally I was off. But when I looked at my watch it was 4:00 in the afternoon. I had wanted to leave by 6:00 in the morning because this was going to take about 12 hours. But I decided that I was just going to go anyway. I was with Susan at this point, and Carl, I think.

Dream 3:

Another bad bathroom dream.

I was in a large group of people. I think it was by a mall of sorts. I needed to go to the bathroom. I wanted to go in the mall to my sister's Salon. I had to wait in a line to get into the mall. And then I found that I had to have some kind of pass to get in. But I convinced the lady that I knew the person in the Salon.

When I got to the restrooms I was that they were really just four toilets sitting out at the side of the store. There was a curtain that was supposed to pull across all four. I watied until there was a spot open and sat on the toilet. I couldn't get the curtain to pull across. I looked out and saw that the store was full of guys. I felt really embarrassed. But no one was paying too much attention to those of us on the toilets, so I finally just went.

Lucid
Dream
Non-Dream

I was in a dark room sitting on my bunk bed. I was talking on my computer to a mother on drugs with young kid. She was asking me for advice. She sent to my laptop a picture of a white, fluffy ragdoll cat sitting on the sand at the beach.

The scene changed and I was at small shop with James and Claire, my 9 year old brother and 13 year old sister. It was still night time. There were different teams of kids attacking me. Each wore different colours to signify what team they were in (white/black striped, pure black, ect.). There was lots of yelling and shouting, but I realised very quickly that they were just playing. I scrambled to hide in the kitchen area against the counter, but it was not a good hiding place. I was spotted instantly and shot by some kids. However, the bullets were not real and did not harm me.

The scene changed again. I was at some kind of strange airport on a runway. For unknown reasons, I grabbed a trailer that was on the runway and dragged it at an impossibly fast speed. I felt as if I was going faster than I have ever travelled in my life. But I couldn’t stop. Fear built up in my chest as I put my feet to the ground in attempt to slow myself. The trailer and I had not slowed in the slightest. All of a sudden, I swung the trailer around on its side with impossible strength. I had saved myself just in time.

The scene changed once more. I was about to enter a pool resort with my hockey team. My hockey coach told me that I had to have the first ice bath and gave me a bobby pin made out of white cotton to signify this (at my previous hockey tournament we had to take ice-baths after each game. I always dreaded these). My coach (Emma), said that I had to have the first ice bath because she noticed on the last day of the hockey tournament that I looked at her and then pretended I didn’t see her because I didn’t want an ice bath. When we entered the pool resort, I noticed that the whole ground was covered in pools of different sizes and shapes. However, all were the same light blue pool colour. They seemed to be mostly undercover because there were shade tents permanently strung up above the pool. There were a couple of ice baths floating in the pool area. They were very strange white buckets that seemed to already be filled with pool water because they were mostly submerged. I looked around, but when I looked at the ice bath I wanted to go in, there were suddenly many guys surrounding it. I wanted to be with my hockey team, so I looked around for a different ice bath. Sighting one near my team, I swam over to it and hopped in. I was quite surprised when it was not cold in the slightest. I realised that it had been in the sun and all the ice had melted and turned into warm water. It was almost like a spa. My hockey manager (Katrina) came along with a glass of red cordial. I let it rest in the pool water and the pool water filled the cup.

The scene changed again. I was at a Woolworths store (grocery store) and I entered through the side door near the back. In front of me there was a flour packet that was labelled strangely. For some reason, I knew in contained some kind of illegal drug so I opened it and tipped it out into the bin. Then I picked up a newspaper and placed it in a red Woolworths basket with the empty flour packet. Suddenly, a grouchy Woolworths employee came along and asked what I did. I confessed, thinking that I would be congratulated, but he gave me a piece of paper that meant I was to be fined $1. I didn’t pay it, instead I ran out of the shop.

The scene changed into some kind of starry room or theatre. I suddenly realised that I might be dreaming and I attempted to jump off the ground. However, the ground wouldn’t let me and instead it made me become heavier and I got a sinking feeling. It felt a little bit like trying to jump on a trampoline when somebody else is jumping in a different rhythm. My thoughts were somewhere along the lines of ‘oh I have to make sure I don’t lose lucidity and stay focused’, but I still got distracted easily.

The scene changed once more. I was in this huge U shaped area with two round sections on either side with a joining at the bottom. There were all these curtains and holes in the wall around. I knew that this was a bad place. The fear did not creep up on my slowly, instead it hit me instantly. There were these alien/evil tentacle things that were slowly braiding themselves into plaits from the holes in the wall. Somehow all the DCs around me and I had seen this dream or situation before and we knew that we had to find the right plait and pull it from the hole. But the plait we thought was correct was in fact, incorrect. It was a risk to pull the plaits because you didn’t know what would come out the other end. Although most of the plaits led to nothing, there were some that lead to not-so-nice things. But we didn’t realise this until later. It was also difficult to pull the plaits as they were heavy. But I was quite strong, sometimes pulling three at once. It was then that we realised that some plaits had very bad creatures at the end called Furies. They were very large witches/hags that came in different colours. I same a splotchy turquoise one and a deep pink one. Once we realised we were pulling a Fury, we stopped pulling and backed away. However, the Fury still inched slowly forward, and eventually it would be free of the curtain. We had to find the right plait before it was too late.

Side note: I suspect that this wasn't all one long, continuous dream. It was probably several dreams, but I wrote this in the morning when I woke up so I could not distinguish where one dream ended and the next began. I am quite impressed with my dream recall for this night. I am going to continue to copy and paste my entries from previous dreams until I catch up to the present.

10/04/2011 Tuesday morning

Back door trouble. Again. And cats. Again.

I totally invite feedback on this dream, as I've had a series of locked door/cats/black people dreams for the past few weeks and am open to a more expansive perspective...

I was in my (dream) home/apartment with 2 black women. There is a knock at the back door (which is in my bedroom), or someone is trying to get in. I don’t want to go to the door (fear), so one or both of the women go to the door to see who is there.

After a pause, I follow them into the room…someone wants in and it seems like bad trouble. I notice that the deadbolt isn’t locked, so I turn the bolt carefully so whoever is outside doesn’t notice or hear, hoping that I’m doing it right and not accidentally UNlocking it. It sounds like a black man or men on the other side. Another lock appears above the first deadbolt and I locked it, too.

They leave – and I’m not sure of the sequence here –
I have a conversation with someone who tells me not to worry too much about those guys, that someone else used to live here and that’s who they were looking for. They were expecting food is all. I thought, “is food all they want? I have that! I can feed them.” And thought of how I like to show care for people by cooking for them.

But that seems out of synch with another snippet –
After ‘they’ left, I walked out the back door, and there was another room, like a sun room, that I didn’t realize was there. There was a big blue door, with a big glass pane, antique-looking (reminds me of Sesame Street door). That door had a big lock on it, and after talking to one or both of the black women that was with me, determined that one of them had left it unlocked.

I looked around the ‘sun room’ (not exactly right…maybe a sitting room?) and noticed the charred remains of a dog’s head, and ribcage. I was thinking, these people are not fucking around. It was a warning from them, that my dog (a boxer, who I suddenly “remembered” I had) would share a similar fate if he tried to protect me. I imagined the horror of my dog being skinned and burned and felt bad.

Skip to – my sister A is jumping on a trampoline in the sun/sitting room, to my left. Both of my sisters are over – K is maybe in another room adjacent to the sun/sitting room that appears in a way that isn’t really 3D.
To my right is the blue door with the big glass pane. Sitting outside on the doorstep are many cats, sitting quietly all facing me intently. Directly in front of me is a cat that I identify as an ocelot, sitting on it’s haunches. It looks similar to only it’s fur is longer and tufted around it’s face. My mother says, “that one in the back, with the big head (body?), that’s known as the Pheonix Ob___”. I see one over to the right that is bigger and rounder, has something weird going on with it’s head, it’s more surreal than the ocelot, maybe more cartoonish.

Somewhere also in the dream, I realize that people are getting in and out of that back room through a flap cut into a plastic/vinyl window. I make a mental note to ask the landlord to replace it with glass.

It was Arlene B's birthday. Celebrating in the beach. Sunset, or after sunset. There's bonfire.

People are toying with a ringworm or tapeworm (?), as long and as fat as an arm. It was only skin though. I assumed they took out its innards, or they flayed the creature. White skin, and it seems to have some sharp teeth. I thought they might eat it.

I walked a bit away from the group, and moved near the sea. Arlene arrived, and I greeted her merrily. She asked for her gift. I told her I left in the camp.

I also recall fire dancing, a dolphin, a cat, and an octopus.

This is another dream where I feel that there was more to it than what I remember, but here goes.
Walking out of a building onto the path of a garden area I see a huge Boa Constrictor which was brown and furry and somehow I know that this is my cat Jimmy (even though he's a black and white cat). I realise that what's making my pet so big is that he had eaten two fully grown men. I'm not too sure if and how I intervened, but soon after seeing this he threw up the two men who walked off leaving me with a white long Boa Constrictor (Though I still knew this was my cat) who was giving me a look of pure innocence.

Dream - Lucid

I was at a water park in the daytime with my mom and some other people that I didn't know. A child asked me to come up to the "big slide" with her. I climbed some stairs and found myself at the top of a HUGE slide. It was like a tube/tunnel slide. I wondered why this was at a child's park because it was gigantic and frankly, kind of scary.

I decided to go down the slide. There was a gigantic, sharp drop at the beginning. I felt my stomach go into my throat as I went down. There were lots of twists and curves and I was going very fast. It was so much fun!

I got to the bottom and went up to the top again. The child had brought some stuffed animals with her this time. I grabbed two Beanie Baby cats to go with me as well.

The slide had kind of changed, the drop was gone, but I didn't seem to notice. I thought about going down on a towel to make myself go faster. I went down again, and this time, close to the end, a huge troll or some other huge creature sneezed, and got its green mucus all over me. Ew. But I just figured it was part of the ride, though now I wasn't going as fast because of it. Oh well.

At the bottom was my mom and someone else, a short guy. He apparently had a crush on me, but I didn't have one on him. I saw too that the park had been taken over by some evil villains. They wanted the short guy. I couldn't let that happen. One villain approached us. He looked kind of human, but his face was wider and his skin very pink. He kind of reminded me of a pig. I pictured him coming out of a cage in the wall.

To protect the guy, I told them he was my boyfriend. I reached for his hand. He cautiously took it, because he didn't know what was going on. We walked back up the stairs of the slide.

When we got to the top, I wanted to kiss him. I had to bend down a little to do so. It made me think that I was "the man" of the relationship. I then felt more like a man. Weird. We kissed, but just a little one.

Before I fell asleep, I fervently said over and over,"Please tell me I'm dreaming!"
Anyways, I fall asleep and the next thing I know, a woman is saying,"Uh, you wanted to know you're dreaming. Ashley, you're dreaming! C'mon! I did what you said to do!"
"Man, shut up!"
"...What?! This is what I get for being nice? Pfft. Whatever. Go and be a moron for all I care."
So...That lucid dream attempt went down in shambles.

The next thing I know, I'm in my backyard and my father and younger brother are out in the shop. I say hello but they don't really acknowledge me. The next thing I know, a black cat is insulting me in the most awesome manner ever ( I really wish I remembered all that he said). I never got his name, but I get a strong feeling it was probably Vameel. The fact that a cat was talking should have been a dead give away that I was dreaming. -_-

Mayatara's Dream

Dogs and cat
With my mom on a car on the highway. We see a disoriented dog on the other side of the road and we're afraid he may be hit by a car. As soon as we can, we turn around to go get him, but when we arrive there it is too late, this dog and another dog we hadn't seen, were squashed on the road.
A bit further ahead we see a wandering cat on the side of the road and we save him from the traffic, but the poor cat doesn't seem very happy with his new situation and as soon as we stop the car on a later point in our travel, he runs away.

Lord Voldemort in 1940's
We keep going through the road and at a certain point we get stuck on a traffic jam at the entrance of some town. I look around and all the cars are from the 40's. I wonder if it's some old car convention, but then I see that people are also dressed as in the 40's and everything around, buses, houses, etc, all are from the past.
I make a silly question to my mom: if she remembers people dressing like that when she was a kid and she clarifies that she ain't that old and I think "Ups, you're right, you were born in the 50's. Sorry!" The mystery of why we were suddenly in the 1940's remained.
The traffic wasn't moving at all, so we got out of the car. People couldn't really explain what was going on, but there were rumors of something terrible happening in the nearby town and of dead bodies all over. Then, an horrendous vision: a dead black baby came floating down the gutter by the side of the road and the ladies screamed and turned away their eyes, horrified.
I decide to go find out what is going on. I leave my mom behind.
At the entrance of the town there is a property with a palace and I feel a really dark energy there, so I go inside to look for the villain. It is Lord Voldemort! Strangely enough, he knew who I was and he was waiting specifically for me. I feel confused for a while, but he had clearly gone through the trouble of dragging me to the past and to a very specific place, causing a lot of chaos, just to get me.
He magically shuts all the exits of this palace and although inside it I have all that I need and he offers me all sorts of gifts, I am not allowed to get out of there. He is working me and playing mind games with me, but I don't understand what he wants from me. If he wanted to kill me, he had many chances of doing so. I try to kill him several times, but I fail and still he doesn't kill me, just threatens me with horrid consequences if I keep pushing him.
Every once in a while he kills someone in front of me or informs me of something horrific he did and I feel my anger growing. That's when I start realizing this might be a "Darth Vader - Luke" kind of thing. He probably wants to recruit me to the Dark Side. I resist the negative feelings and just keep looking for a way to get out or to find a weakness in him that I can exploit.
(Unfortunately, this time, I can't recall the conclusion of the dream...)

I dreamed caught a mouse in a trap. I was going to let the dog play with the dead mouse but then I noticed the poor thing wasnt dead. So I took the trap and all outside and punched it hard a couple of times to crush the mouse. As I was trying to open the trap I noticed it still wasnt completely dead, it was twitching some. So I got a rock and crushed its head. Its blood was green. Then I opened the trap and dropped it out for the dog to play with.

A couple of minutes later I saw that it had turned into a cat and it was alive and walking around but hurt! Btw I think our dog might have been a cat in this dream but cant remember for sure. Then later in the same dream my dad had the cat in his arms and he brought it in the house to show me and put the cat near my face and I was scared it would claw me to pieces, but it didnt claw me, maybe swatted at me a time or two. I think it had a bandage wrapping around its neck but cant remember for sure.

Dream - Lucid

One of my cats was sick, though I can't remember which one. She was at the animal hospital, and I was very worried that she wasn't going to make it.

My mom then came in and, without saying much of anything, told me the cat didn't make it. She didn't tell me that she was dead, but that she had herpes on her hypothalamus. I had a feeling she was dead before my mom even told me that though.

I even asked my mom flat out if the cat was dead, and I'm pretty sure she never really answered me.

~

I woke up, and went into the linen closet to get a towel. I put the towel in the bathroom and shut both doors (one that leads to the hall and the other that leads to my room). I looked at the door to my room, and saw the faint glow of my light. I opened the door, and the light was off...weird. I turned the light on. Only one of the 3 lights on my overhead fan came on. I shrugged it off.

I then wondered about the light in my closet, which is always on. I opened the closet door, and the light was off! I said
"I turned this light off?", or something to that effect.
I turned the closet light on.

Dream - Lucid

I was in Dakota's bed. His room (which looked nothing like his waking life room) was dark and messy, lit only by the light of the TV in front of the bed. He was laying next to me. I played with the idea that I might be dreaming, because it felt so dream-like for some reason. I looked at the ceiling and was trying to decide whether or not it was a dream, and finally decided it wasn't (-_-). I said to Dakota
"I think I fell asleep."
I then think I asked him if I needed to stay or go, and he told me I should go home.

The whole time, I didn't feel like I had gotten ANY sleep. I felt exhausted.

Then, I was at my house. I remembered that we had Ziggy, our old cat, back (he's long been dead in waking life). The problem was, he wasn't in the house. I don't remember if I saw Pounce or not (we put her to sleep yesterday in waking life ), but I know I wondered what was going on with her as well.

I asked my mom
"Where is Ziggy?"
She didn't answer.
"Where is he mom? Tell me...where is Ziggy?!"
She finally spilled.
"Ziggy's drawer is stuck open."
I didn't know what that meant. My mom explained it to me, something about surgery and his chest. Something on his chest cavity was stuck open. I pictured this. I was really upset. I figured he was probably a goner. I wondered how they were even keeping him alive anymore.
My mom then said something about Ziggy's teeth being able to just come out if you pulled on them.

Something was going on with Pounce, too, but I can't remember what.

~

I was with this group of girls. We got in a canoe and started going down this river. It was nighttime outside. We were fighting something, though I can't recall what it was.

At some point on the canoe ride, I fell out, but I got back in. Another girl, a black girl in a burka, fell out as well. She also got back in.

Since we had fallen out, I wrote out names on the canoe. It was like we were some kind of heroes or something. I was proud to have fallen out.

When we got back, we were in a classroom. A girl I went to high school with in waking life, Ruth, was up at the board, explaining how she too was a hero. She then went up to the black girl in the burka. The girl was wringing out the burka. She had a hood on it, and it was down. Ruth playfully said something to her, calling her burka a "gerka", and the girl laughed.

Then, we were in my living room watching an Adam Sandler movie. It was at the end, and Adam Sandler was talking to some woman, presumably his girlfriend. His eyes were really big and blue. I looked on the coffee table, and saw a pile of Adam Sandler movies. I didn't think anyone would wanna watch all of those, since they were all Adam Sandler.

Then, my alarm woke me up.

I was at some sort of casino type of thing, and it was full, my friends and family were there too. Anyway so i see my cat (that died a few months ago) and im so excited to see it because it should be dead.. so i run up to it and im hugging it and so excited.. but no one else can see it except for me and my sister.. So i came to the conclusion that its my cats ghost. But either way i was happy to have it back for a little while.

This dream was like an animated adventure film. It was a lot like logorama. I repeatedly told myself I wanted to have a dream like lograma.

Everything is kushti I'm walking with characters from Regular Show and I'm Mordecai. We're in New York and getting into a cable car. For some reason the cable car has an eject unit on the side. I'm not lucid at this point but it is wierd.


Something happens and then we get off at the cable car station. There is an evil cat and he wants to take over the world by throwing people out of cable cars. Me,Rigby and some white bird go back to foil his evil plan we went into the car and fought him. We then ejected him but it wasn't over. I was lucid now but the story was too good so I forgot about controlling the dream. Rigby mostly saved the day by throwing himself at the cat.

We foiled his plan by capturing him and taking him to the station (I think).

Dream - Lucid

I was sitting in a room on a couch. It slightly resembled the living room in my parents' new house in Oregon. I was messing with my phone, which I was having trouble getting to work; I couldn't get my screen to come on properly. I remembered it was because I dropped it beside some train tracks at the airport (that really did happen yesterday in waking life). I then thought it was weird that I had my phone at all, since the airport hasn't sent it back to me yet.

Finally, I got the phone to work. The battery was almost dead. I looked through my texts, and saw some messages from my friend Tori. The text said something about a moth. Hmm...weird again. I looked away from the phone and looked back, and Tori's picture had changed. I then decided to jump into the air and see if I flew. I jumped, and floated. I'm dreaming!

The next thing I knew I was in the driveway of my house in my hometown. I saw my old cat, Ziggy, next to me. I wanted him to fly with me, so I told him to come along. I jumped into the air to fly, and was having some trouble staying in the air. I landed in the back yard in the grass. I examined my hands, and only counted 5 fingers on each. I tried a couple more times, but with the same outcome: 5 fingers. Oh well, I still knew I was dreaming. I can't fly in waking life, unfortunately.

The wind then started to pick up. I knew it was my chance to fly. I jumped into the wind, and sure enough, I was in the air, soaring up, up, and up. I was riding the wind, and it was the most amazing feeling ever. I could feel it blowing around me as I flew over my neighbor's house. It was so amazing!

Then, I remember being back in the living room. I lost my lucidity for a bit. I was walking, and there was some older lady behind me kissing up my neck. No thanks. I got away from her, and talked to someone on my phone. Other things happened, but I can't recall exactly what.

Something then triggered my lucidity again. As soon as I realized I was dreaming, I did another hand examination/finger count. Still 5 fingers on each hand. I kept examining my hands so I could stabalize the dream.

I decided to try to draw and use a portal, since it had been so long since I've done that. I tried to think of someone to try to visit, and I decided to try to see Hyu. I walked up to a wooden wall in the living room and drew a huge circle. It appeared as it usually does. I then wrote 'Hyu' in the middle of the portal, and started trying to shade the portal in with my hand. I then realized I had forgotten to voice my intent, so I did.
"I want to see Hyu," I said.
I noticed that the portal wasn't filling in as it usually does. It was smearing the name I had written in it. Hmm, odd. I decided to try to jump through it anyway. I headed through the portal.

I was then taken back to the living room. The portal failed. Lame. I tried again, and drew a smaller one. I don't remember what happened after I jumped through that one, but I know it too failed.

I then remember looking through what looked like the bonus room doors at my hometown house. They started to become transparent, and I phased through them.

Then, I was outside in the driveway again. It was getting dark outside. I decided that more flying was in order. I did another hand examination, mainly to keep the dream this time, but I counted my fingers out of curiosity. Still 5 on each hand. I jumped into the air and flew. I looked up at the sky, and noticed it was very cloudy. I could see very few stars. I flew over the roof of my house, and tried to see how high I could fly. I kept going up, but knew that losing the visual I had of the ground below would make me lose my dream. I stopped going up and kept flying around quickly. It felt so freeing! I looked down at the roof of mine and my neighbor's house and the trees. The trees looked especially vivid. It was beautiful.

I then started to go towards the holly bushes in our back yard. I wanted to try something else, since all I had been doing was flying, and racked my brain trying to think of something. I then felt everything dimming, and I felt anxious and tried to examine my hands. As I was flying over the holly bushes, I woke up.

Yay for being lucid again, and not just for a few seconds!! I was so happy to finally have another lengthy lucid. Now, I've just gotta get my portals back up to par.