2nd July 2021 Fragment: In Outland. Some alternate version of Helfire I've dreamed of before, years ago I think. It's a mix of Netherstorm in terms of landscape features but looks like Helfire. Something about me trying to get to level seventy but I find out that eighty is actually the maximum level, through seeing other players I think. There's a back-and-forth mix of D3 and WoW. I'm both trying to create a level twenty or so questline involving dragons, for the zone I'm in, I think; but also trying to work on an art project about an erotica comic in a M/M theme. (recall started fading at this point) At one point, I'm working on this comic project and alt-tabbing between games and drawings for reference and then H comes in to this odd office room I'm in and starts talking to me. The room is very wooden? A dark-ish stain, probably? H is kind of having a go at me for "not doing much". I feel annoyed and partly insulted, since I try as much as I can. Constant interruptions occur (not just or only from H but something else) while I'm trying to work on this questline thing. The dream eventually deviates into some other bit in a town. (recall gap) I'm in a subway starting at my home town and I'm sort of composing a train run schedule that will go from a yellow line to the blue line? Stations seem dark and unfamiliar, not to mention cramped, they seem more like my vague memory of the London underground and some other generic subways I've seen. I'm alone in this train with the conductor, I'm just in the passenger area at first looking at the maps. Then I knock on the door to the cabin or something and I tell him about what I'll be doing. I can see through the front glass that we are arriving at a station full of people, mostly university students or something, people in school uniforms. I tell the conductor that we can't stop here for now because "that's too many gamers" and that I'll add this station later on into the schedule. And I think about how they'd probably end up giving this new route I'm making a very bad reputation and causes issues later on. So I think to myself that they'll just have to catch a different train for now. Notes: - Feels like it's been a while since a proper subway dream, though I suppose I have had a few not that long ago, that come to mind. -- As always this should be enough of a cue to question reality, but it never seems to be enough, nothing seems to be enough. - Again, dragons. Dragons are rarely the central topic in my dreams. This time they weren't the focus of eroticism but seems there was still a loose link since I was working on both their questline and the erotic comic. -- This thematic could relate both to my difficulty in sticking to a single project and to the fact that I always want to do really involved things. Doing either a comic or a full questline are projects that require a lot of time and attention. Relating to the difficulty in sticking to a project, I often lose track of myself and my attention to things when things start feeling long. - Unusually, the train was symbolically under my control though indirect influence of its compliant conductor, maybe a metaphor about navigation, guidance or inability to lead action directly. -- Relating to this, I have found that I am much calmer and more able to work effectively if I'm not directly in charge of something. If I am in advisory or assisting role, I tend to be able to remain emotionally detached for better results. Thinking further about this, ironically this is not the case when it comes to doing artwork for others, since that's still primarily based on my own ability to lead artistically (since I'm not being asked to emulate another artists' style). - When in the dream H has a go at me, I think this is actually a metaphor for me having a go at myself. I do sometimes think I'm not trying as hard as I could be. I often think about how it feels like I'm not leading myself anywhere but also about how it feels so hard without anyone guiding me. -- The irony to me feels like even under guidance I still feel like I'm not getting guidance, which makes me feel like it's a problem relating to myself only and not to others and their interactions with me.
4th October 2020 8:45? Fragment: In one part of this dream I had gone to a computer like mine (but was it mine?) and in the dream's context I'd previously downloaded a comic of sorts, about a giant elf lady who allowed herself to be pleasured by an also rather large but sentient spider (i.e. of the same level of intelligence). The comic was incredibly detailed but it wasn't tending towards hyper-realism or anything; initially I was very apprehensive as I thought my arachnophobia might come back (because of the spider's details) but I ended up liking the comic and the high level of detail. The backgrounds seemed simple or mostly abstract, colour gradients? The comic apparently had 68 pages, but each page was effectively a single comic tile/strip and many of them only showed small or incremental changes from the previously shown scenes. The spider was a night blue or black colour? Orb weaver type. Before this, T and I had been talking? But after looking at the comic for a while, I became aware of T's presence by my left side at this desk I was apparently sat at. I felt embarrassed and didn't like the idea that he'd basically been watching me look at this comic, when I thought I was alone. But he made no comment about it and I didn't bring it up myself. I remember a beautiful pine forest before all of this. Distant and snowy mountains and a river close by. Think I was walking by its sandy bank. There was some surreal element to the area, like the area was an unnatural overhanging cliff? But I think the forest was part of what prompted the comic segment. Fragment: I was some woman for a short bit or playing a game as this woman? But things looked realistic and I remember no HUD. I was in a third-person mode and there was something about setting a record and using motorcycles to do so. A giant plasma orb and some controller for it. I remember going up a ramp in a city area. There was a very wide river? Reminds me of some cities in the USA. At the end of this dream segment I had taken something which was really important. Some sinister and some natural higher powers all wanted whatever this was. I remember someone mentioning Aether beings like those of Minecraft:Aether. They also said something about those beings supposedly being more deserving of this thing I'd taken. There was a feel of being like Frodo or Bilbo, having something as highly sought after as the one ring. 10-11:00? Fragment: In an altered version of my old home. I was trying to get to my computer in my bedroom. Emphasis on trying because interruptions kept happening. I felt some kind of compelling to look at that comic again. But this time I couldn't even get to the computer, T kept trying to talk to me or something. Then I lost him somehow and got in my room. I was about to shut the door but saw mom away in the distance; the house felt bigger and more... diagonal. But I hesitated; I tried turning on the light for my room but it wasn't working. I don't think it was night time, but it was dark in there. For some reason the hall's light was stopping my room's light from working, as I found that if that one went off, my room's light would work. But then T appeared again. (recall gap) Then, out in the night in my old town. There seems to be less street lighting than I'd expect. I'm at a car park near our home and walking towards a car, but can't recall the look of it. Something about getting in and then mom was there, wanting to teach me to drive. I get in the driver seat? But it's on the "wrong" side. Then dad turns up as I'm about to get going/started and I somehow am at the back of the car now, with dad having taken over. Then some third-person view sort of top-down, chasing the car while some kind of crazy manoeuvring is happening and the car is avoiding other cars using the road normally. Fragment: In the sky, kind of? Maybe this was in sequence of the old bedroom part, but I remember there are some very thin but incredibly solid platforms, nothing sways and I don't notice the absence of wind. I just remember seeing sky and clouds, even when looking downwards. It was sunny and I walked down some steps, at a quick pace? I had some sort of objective or goal. Fragment: In a back garden. A house that's mine and H's? There was a messy grassy garden, unkept. The grass looks yellowed or dry in parts and there are many tufts. There's a hole in the ground and on some level I remember that it could be a wasp nest like H had recently told me about and indeed some wasps do come out of the hole, but I run past and over the hole. Vague recall of the grass/ground being soft, like it's ankle deep. Fragment: Either H or T, stroking a cat (using the foot). I'm more at ground level, like the cat. Can't recall if it's black or white, but think white. But the cat gets up a little and hisses at him, but doesn't seem to care about me. Notes: - I don't remember looking through all the pages of the comic, but do remember seeing about 20 different strips, albeit many were only of small alterations conveying motion. I have some vague recall of text but I don't remember any text bubbles or anything. - Although I watched LOTR a long time ago, I did watch the Hobbit recently. -- The theme of a valuable object being sought-after by powerful entities has recently occurred in another dream. - Although mom did use to drive, by the time I was around she didn't drive anymore because of some experiences she had. -- Mom was a teacher for a lot of her life, so it seems somewhat fitting that she would try teaching me even if she hadn't driven at all, even once, since I've lived. - There were a lot of themes both about my family and about my old home in these dreams. -- I had a slight introspection not too much later after waking, about this. The interaction between my "self" and the voice from my last lucid has made me wonder about the metaphorical meanings, as I have always had issues with family interrupting things or generally being nosey about things I'd rather they weren't nosey about, but this is only compounded worse by the fact that I wasn't able to have "space to myself" in a sense, when I was much younger, many of my dreams during my youth seemingly often having an aspect of wanting to be separate from my family, at times; at least to be able to explore certain things by myself. -- The interruptions by T were something of a recurring theme during waking life, especially in regards to not talking about something that I may have felt was awkward or sordid. But in our childhoods we were very close.
Dream - Lucid Alright. So I'm trying to wean myself off of my Ambien. I took a half of one last night and fell asleep no problem, but I woke up at around 2:30am, remembering only fragments about work, and started freaking out a little, thinking I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. I took a benedryl and went into the other room (my husband was breathing very heavily in his sleep and it was also keeping me awake). This is what happened after I fell asleep. I was lucid, but I don't remember if I entered the dream lucid or if I became lucid later. I am having a lot of trouble recalling the specific details of this one, other than we were in a house, and I was trying to cheat on my husband with this guy I knew in middle/high school named Carter H. My husband was around during the dream, and we were trying to avoid him by going into different rooms and such. I do remember at one point Carter expressing how he would treat me well and was excited about being with me. I told him I was excited too. I think I was topless during that part in a bedroom. There was a point where I was outside in a garden, and I was afraid of losing the dream, so I took some advice from Hyu and started touching everything around me. There were plants in the plowed ground. I touched their leaves, feeling their realness. They felt a little muted, but it wasn't bad. It helped me to stabalize the dream. This dream was quite long, and I can't recall the little details of it all. It was a very...strange LD for me. I seemed to be in a weird mindset (I would never cheat on my husband IWL, especially with someone I barely know and have no interest in!). I then woke up. ~ I was in a fairly normal-looking room; nothing weird was going on at all, but I decided to do a nose pinch RC just to keep my awareness up. I did it, and...I could breathe! I was super surprised; I thought I was awake! I think I said "What??" or some kind of exclamation. I did it again just to be sure, and sure enough, I was dreaming. Spoiler for Explicit content: Again, all the small details of this one are not coming to me anymore. The only thing I really recall about this one is finally getting to sleep with Carter. I don't know where we were, but we were naked, and he was getting on top of me. I was so excited to sleep with him. He had a big dick. He went in and out a couple of times, and then he was done. I mean literally, in and out, and done. I looked down at his dick and it was very small and flaccid, not even really looking like a dick, more like a finger-shaped flap of skin. It was covered in semen. I "remembered" being told that he was a premature ejaculator. He seemed to have no qualms with the whole thing, not saying a word and just getting up and walking off like it was no big thing. It was a disappointing, anticlimatic sexual experience. I woke up and wondered why I did something so superficial with these LDs. I wanted to have another one where I summoned Mike or delved into past lives. Sadly, I didn't get to. :/ Again, I would like to reiterate that I really don't have any interest in cheating. I love my husband very much. I am really kind of taken aback by these dreams, especially since I was aware that I was dreaming for them. I'm actually a little embarrassed to post them. ~ I was in a dressing room at a department store. I had these black and white comics that I had made that depicted my cheating LDs. One was only a page long, the other a few pages. I taped them to one of the dressing room doors. I then watched people pick the comics up and read them. Some teenage guys read them and laughed. I left the dressing room for a bit. I didn't really want the comics there anymore. I went back and took them down. ~ I was laying in the guest bed with my husband. We were getting ready to go to sleep. My husband put on one of my sleep shirts similar to one I actually own IWL but not the same. It was black with 3/4 length sleeves and lacy shoulders. It was tight on him, but he didn't seem to mind. I was wondering why he was wearing that (he usually doesn't wear any kind of shirt to bed). I guess he must be anticipating a very cold night. I said something about it being a girl's shirt. Again, he didn't seem to mind. ~ Something to do with typing these entries up and an Animal Crossing game that you could only play with a wireless controller and could only play online for a certain amount of time. I was called by a video/game rental place and was asked if C (the assistant CS manager at my job) was my sibling. I told her no, she was my boss. I thought they asked me to verify the spelling of her name after that, but I couldn't hear them very well. "What?" I asked. They said something again, but it didn't sound the same as before. My DJ entries were all centered and spaced like I was writing them in poetry format. I was typing them up. I didn't want them centered, I don't think. I then was signing on to play League of Legends. They had really updated the game. My friend Jeremiah was online, and sent me a game request. I was in the middle of doing something else, but I guess I could play a game with him. I accepted his request. I picked my champion, a female one that doesn't exist in the game IWL, and we were then playing. It then looked very cartoony and very much so like FFII graphics. I started getting attacked, but the map controlled so weird. I didn't die, but it was a close call. I went to the settings, and I couldn't change the graphics back; I had to do it outside of game. There were two options I could have picked from, Cartoon or Realistic. It was a new feature that I didn't know about. Cartoon was checked by default. I considered quitting and taking the penalty for it. ~ I seriously felt like I was having fever dreams all night. I'm not sick, no fever or anything, just...what. I don't even know. It probably has something to do with lowering my dose of Ambien and taking that benedryl. It affected my recall as well. I have to stop taking the Ambien though, so my entries may be like this until I even out. I will eventually go down to taking a quarter of an Ambien, then eventually completely being off of it. I am actually happy for that. I miss sleeping naturally; I haven't since November/December of 2011, so for three years.
Okay I didnt do a DJ or even log in this week. I could not remember a single dream this whole week and I was really busy to log in. Outside Art Class First dream I had we had gone under these new rules at school, that I vaguely remember but everyone hated (which is true irl, but these new rules were way different and far more drastic). I was in my 7th period but I was in this big ol' room with a lot of people, just wandering around. Then I saw this person from my 7th period and our teacher found us and told us both to come over here. It was a section of the room, but it was kind of out doors, it was like a restaurant patio, it had tables around and had sunshades going over it. One side of it had a solid wall. I found my friend and we started goofing off and we got this big sheets of paper and we were supposed to like define terms and names or something but instead me and my friend just started drawing stuff. Then we went over to this other table with this chick and she was talking about binaural beats and I was like "oh yeah I used those one time! blah blah" and then we went back to our table and my ex came over and we were all talking and then class was almost over and I grabbed all my papers except one and crumbled them up and threw them away. Then the next dream- Leaping Lucid Okay so in this it is a lucid dream-and a continuation of the previous dream-I walk into a hallway of my school (except it isn't my school, and the hallways look one ones from my middleschool and are multi colored) and see a line of students coming. I join the line and head to the gym, where we're supposed to go. But for some reason, me, this person, and one of my acquaintances (I'll call him Bill) are told to take this door by a teacher, so we do. It takes us into "comic book world" with comic book characters all over the walls. It's supposed to be a like an obstacle course, but all it is is a large room with a HIGH up roof and two "stories" (I'll explain). We climb up this ladder and one kid falls but Bill is fine and he's above me. We get up to the second floor of the room, which is just a ledge for the floor, lining the room. So it isn't really a floor, just ledges high up that we have to go on. I see him running and beating me, All I'm doing is shuffling across so I don't fall. Somehow-I DON'T KNOW HOW-I just realize it's a dream, but not really. Just something in my mind clicks, I don't even acknowledge it I just start taking over the dream. I leap to the other side of the ledge and get out, I leap to the end of this hallway and it's this dark room with people in it, the only exit is this window you can only get through by jumping (there's boxes by it). I try to leap straight through the window, which is far away. I doubted that I could do it so I ended up just landing in front of it. I then leaped through the window and saw more students wandering around, and there were these secret service agents in the next hallway and I used this axe to chop their headsoff (they tried to subdue me) (this is the axe http://wow.mmodb.com/images/items/renders2/41560-l.jpg ). I began leaping through these maze-like hallways trying to catch up to Bill. Half way through I noticed I had this crazy armor on (this http://wowroleplaygear.com/wp-conten...destroyer1.jpg ) and I finally found the gym and I fuckin leaped in there. The gym was more like a gymnastics gym rather than a regular school gym with a basketball court, there were a lot of pads on the ground and there was a table were these people sat at with microphones and one of my teachers was up on this elevated stand and they all turned to look at me and I leaped on the table and cut their heads off (not my teacher though) and then I leapt on the wall of the gym and held on and I was about to go do something else when I woke up.
In my dream, I stumbled upon a Manga (Japanese comic) store. It gave off a cool feeling, it looked kind of gray with a hint of blue, and had J-pop playing int he background. I saw the clerk staring at me, and he had with an expression like "What are you doing here American?" I didn't pay it much mind and approached him. I told him that I've been reading Manga online and I really wanted to get a collection going. So he goes to the wall and picks a box of a Manga series. It had Anima/Animus character archetypes and I wasn't quite into it and told that I would like something else. Then my dad appeared asking what I was doing and I explained. I then told the clerk that I would like something that is Action/Adventure I talked to my dad some more (I forgot the specifics of our conversation.) And I was presented with a bundle of Manga to start my collection. They were all boxed in/ stacked on each, and wrapped in clear plastic. I saw some Manga I didn't recognize, and saw some I didn't. I thought this was a good way to start me of and payed for it. I was a little shocked because the whole thing cost my $35 and I expected them to be more.
Oof, a long one. I dreamed I was reading a comic -- the art style is very detailed and "serious," kind of like a Hong Kong comic, except redone through Illustrator/Photoshop with color and detailing effects -- about a series of vignettes involving a fire demon(?) that took shape as a large snake. I distinctively remember the text was gibberish symbols, kind of like the ZOSO symbols Zeppelin used. I kept flipping through the book to get to cool parts that I knew was there, but I can never get to the page I want to. But eventually, I get to a particular scene, where the snake demon is in its pit-cave, and it is coiled around a Warrioress who, presumably, was there to vanquish it. She laments "hundreds of years of training... for nothing?" which is the first time I can recall dreaming of legible text. She was dressed inappropriately. This somehow bleeds into a DOS-era graphics character-select screen, and the warrioress was one of the 8 or 10 fantasy-setting characters you can choose. But after browsing through them, the characters came to life (looking like real people), and I'm suddenly also with them in a Shenanigans-styled restaurant where we are all the staff. A Pixar-animated bird was flying in the ceilings, and the lighting was dim, but pleasantly adequate. It felt like we are in a Seth Rogen comedy, but Rogen is nowhere to be found. He is the luckiest one of us all. It felt like we spent a long time preparing the menu, which were things that you'd find in a Whole Foods. I know the vibe of the food -- salad bars, soup bins, etc. -- but I don't know what specifically they are. But after wandering around the restaurant, I somehow end up in an apartment that I knew belonged to me. The apartment was in a small city like fucking Wenatchee or Monroe or something, but it also felt like I was in a city with a cool arts and culture vibe. Anyways, my apartment is sparsely decorated, and is quite spacious. I recall a main room, a bedroom with a bathroom (or, bath "space," as there are no doors between my bedroom and the bathroom. I don't notice this part immediately, by the way.), and a kitchen. I don't have the lights on, and I entered alone, but then I walk back out to the main room/kitchen and I see a conflux of my mom and L from work playing Hexic, and having a ton of trouble "getting" it. But just as it looks like Mom/L is about to achieve something my dad comes running in and presses random buttons to cause Mom/L to lose. For the lulz. When I look out my bedroom window, I can see that I'm in a mid-sized city, and it's night out. Suddenly, I'm on a motorcycle down those same streets, going at a nice steady clip. I think I was looking for somewhere to get a bite to eat, and I'm travelling down a really, really long road. I zip past huge buildings, hotels, structures, and at one point a walled-off medieval European castle that also resembled Jabba's Palace a little. I eventually end up at a University, and after riding past the quad, I end up in a grass field that has a steep drop that leads to more grass fields, and the rest of the/another bigger city can be seen in the distance. I now have my comforters with me, and I wanted to lie down and sleep under the stars, but I chose not to because I know students will come by in the morning and it's gonna be awkward to see a guy sleeping in the middle of the campus. I immediately end up back in my apartment, and this is when I noticed the bathroom. About this time, I wake up and actually have to pee in real life.
Updated 11-13-2013 at 05:55 AM by 66359
Dream recall from today's naps. For some reason forgetting to RC on waking up in dream... I was in the some city area and there were buildings made of red brick, later i was at home and i went to sleep, i was then in some place called 'Scattered Land' which was a bunch of deserty floating islands, i woke up and there was some discussion with the family and then it was freezingly cold and i went back to sleep, this time there was the screen with a map that was ranking some heights or something like that, i recall there were numbers like 50,000,000 100,000,000 , 250,000,000 , 666,000,000% , 1,500,000,000 , 2,500,000,000 , then i woke up and it was still freezingly cold, i noticed weird comic about ponies on the drawer( i am not even into that IWL).
Dream Type: Non-Lucid, Memorable. Dream Mood: Excited, Fun, Exhausting. Dream Setting: Nature, A Warehouse, Some Desert. Dream Characters: A Dragon-Person, Comic-book Characters. I have not quite been able to remember the beginning of the most recent dreams I have been having, and despite the fact that this was a nap, it was much the same. I don't remember how the dream began, though it had to do with me being in some mountainous area that had a few tribal tents of some sort, though each one had a different more or less psychedelic pattern. For some reason, I took interest into a more natural looking patterned tent. It contained a dragon girl inside of it, like, a girl who had the shape of a human (save for the feet, they were like hind-legs) though had scales and a muzzle of sort. It perplexed me for some reason or another, and so I tried to visit her every now and then, though she was seldom there. The times I did meet her though, we seemed to get together quite nicely. Next, I was actually sleeping in my dream when I was sleeping (sleepception?)! I was in a warehouse, and there were others there, but I didn't seem to recognize who they were, and so I went to sleep. It seemed black for the most part, though I'd wake up and seemed to think I was going to some convention of some sort that morning, and I was not wearing anything but my boxer briefs, until I got up and everyone started laughing. I was suddenly in a pink tightsuit and so I pulled down the pants part of it to reveal that my inner-thighs were covered in water and shaving cream. I freaked out and wiped all of the cream off and put on some jeans and a black t-shirt, and we set off. I was with a few other people, though they were all characters from comics or manga books. One of them that I remember the most was Monkey D. Loofy from the manga One Piece. We walked outside, and it was suddenly really hot with a decent breeze as well. It was a desert, and so we began walking, in the distance was a sort of town. About half way through, we stopped and we were asked if we wanted a sort of popsickle or something. We all babbled on about who had the money for it, though soon enough, the dream ended.
18.01.2012Computer Lab,Family Guy Comic On Wall (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I had a hard time trying to recall because I woke up like 2 hours before I had to get to my Political Science class in college along with 3 more classes) (Wednesdays are going to be my busiest days because I have 4 classes in succession; I'm suppose to be in a Chemistry Lab class, but labs don't start until next week, so I thought I should use that time to type up the notes I put down in my Blackberry Curve onto here ( I eventually remembered more details, I couldn't have finger smashed all of this information at once haha; and eat some food before I head to my Biochemistry Seminar course later on). I also find that using images on my Dream Journal for certain points is helping me remember things long enough that should I not have the time to type them down immediately, I can somehow pull out an event in a dream and capture it long enough to branch off to other things associated with it. I guess it makes it easier in the long run, even though it gets tedious sometimes Googling pictures that make sense to me. Dream 1: I'm in a computer lab, the type you would see here in American High School or Middle School. There's dark blue carpet covering the floor with small mixes of random colors. Everyone but me were given a piece of paper to do something on the computers set out for us, but I didn't pay attention to why I didn't receive one compared to the rest. Everyone was doing random things like watching videos to typing random things. Then I realized I don't have a worksheet/piece of paper and I go up to a blonde female for one. Her hair was tied to the back into a pony tail. (I'm going to start focusing on the facial expressions and moods of the DCs I encounter in these non-lucids to try and rationalize why they're doing so. She was wearing a small gray hoodie (like the Hollister ones that can barely fit any average guy without them ripping it completely) and she wore a shirt underneath it of course, and probably had the typical skinny butt lift jeans. She almost looked like a European blonde or from Russia, but just as a descendant, not a native, the type who has the genes from parents who were but with the American accent. And see had Mascara on her too, which elevated the presence of her blue eyes. (just adding these here to have a general grasp on how she looked) When I go up to her, before I could ask her that I don't have a sheet of paper with instructions on whatever it is we're doing in the computer lab, she expands her arm with the last piece of paper she has and offers me it. I think she even was mouthing something, but it was probably just for her to keep track of what she was doing rather than for me. It seemed like she was reading something off of it before she handed it to me, I don't know if that she just gave it to me out of the blue or maybe was double checking before she gave it to me. But she's still looking down on some other things as if she was too busy to make eye contact, she had that secretary type of mentality where they would go into efficiency mode and just do what's necessary and avoid any kind of additional effort (but not the type of effort to be lazy, just the type to be done and over with things in a professional manner). She knew I was there, I could sense it, so I just gently took the paper she offered me and headed back to where I was sitting, which was near the back wall. The same blonde, I'm guessing she's a teacher since this seems to be a School environment, but she was pretty young, I'd say she would be my age as well (18). She starts calling people, probably to check their progress on the computer, I think she calls one person starting with the name of "C," but I can't remember the full name, but it wasn't too important because it was a generic name. Dream 2: I'm looking on a wall and there's a comic of Family Guy of Peter, Lois, and Quagmire (It's in black and white, but I think there were a few hints of color). They were doing something, but I can't remember what exactly. I think I recall Lois with a happy expression on her face, but I don't know if that was because something sexual was happening to her or something else. I saw Quagmire, I know I did, but I don't know what the heck he was up to in the comic, probably trying to creep on Lois I guess.
Updated 01-18-2012 at 07:52 PM by 47756
Double agent helping the Heterodyne. The Geisters also were on her side. Comic stylized dream... "Reading" 2-D scenes. I jump to grab a Geister, to save her from falling. Fall through the floor instead... I use a device I built to phase back up through the floor and a colored ring flashes, as are our silhouettes. But we fail to get through. Try multiple times without success.
Fragments I was in Saints Row 2 and then shifted to watching EastEnders where Kat was going to leave Jean and everybody. I was playing football and I was rapping. Dream 1 I was in the sea or flying around a beach. I went to a hotel and there was a kind fat guy he looked a bit like Comic Book Guy from The Simpsons and he seemed to like everything I liked. The room was pretty small and he had lots of computers and stuff. I said I liked The Clone Wars and he said "me too" I said I watched Regular Show and he said "Regular Show is fun" then we laughed. The he said something about a droid invasion so we went with some Clones across the beach to a kind of island with thousands of droid factories and we had Clone on hover bikes fighting. We did battle I think we won and that's that.
I was in line at some kind of a restaurant. I never actually saw the restaurant, but I was in line to eat. I think it was a buffet style. Lots of people were in line. It was like everyone was arriving at some kind of an event. I was self conscious in spandex shorts, but I was OK with it. I finally saw a few faces in a dream. I spoke with a black guy in front of me who said he was 6' 3" tall. He would have been 6' 5" or 6' 6" in waking life. I couldn't believe it because I am 6'2 or so in waking life, maybe a little taller, so this guy made me feel like cheating the half inch and saying I'm 6' 3" was wa-a-y the wrong way to fudge; furthermore, his friend was a good 3-5" taller than him, but in my dream he was only an inch taller than the guy I was talking to. I looked up and recognized the planetarium ceiling. It was very active. There were clouds and stars. Often, several shooting stars would go by at the same time, and there were several periods where there was no break between shooting stars. Sometimes only one at a time would pass, and sometimes there were none. Once when there were no shooting stars going by, I remember saying, "Wait for it...Wait for it!" and someone else in the crowd was saying it at the exact same time. When the next shooting star went by, everyone cheered. The was much to do about the shooting stars from then on which I was glad about because I had dream memory that typically nobody noticed the ceiling. I looked over at the wall and saw a movie of some sort with Muppet type things. They were acting crazy. I think it had to do with the excitement of the stars and a further projection of my sleeping emotion. It was a silly continuation of the excitement. Dream skip I was walking outside and saw a picture of a sun. It was a small, yellow circle on two stick legs. The legs were bent, knees facing outward, with lines for feet. I didn't hear it, and didn't see words written as one would expect to find on a cartoon, but it said, "This is harder than Voltaire...and Voltaire was really, really hard!" False awakening I was talking to a dream friend in his apartment. He made a green tea, but he didn't make me a cup. I remembered in waking life once when I hadn't made my wife a tea and thought how I would never do that again. In waking life we argued about that once. The guy started talking to me about her and how he thought it was OK that I didn't make her the tea. He rationalized it but i didn't hear him well, so I asked him to repeat what he said. I explained I just didn't hear him well. Instead, I rephrased his comment for him--"You would do the same thing to kind of...keep her in her place?" and asked if I understood correctly. He said I did. He was a chauvinist. He started asking me about my wife making negative insinuations. I started writing down my dream about the sun claiming responsibility for Voltaire so I wouldn't forget it. I woke up and decided to get up, make some tea, and journal. I took Spirulina and a B-Complex before bed.
03.09.2010'Avatar'-DVD US-Import (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was somewhere in the USA in a little kind of shoppingmall. I walked into a shop with gigantic and halfways unsorted shelves. I found a big shelf with "AVATAR"-DVDs and blu rays. I looked at them. There where two differten DVD versions. One cost 16 $ and on 18 $. I choosed the 16 $-Version, because the cover looked better (There wasn't just one half of a Na'vi face on it, like the real 'AVATAR'-posters; instead there was pictures from the movie on it.). I even rembered, that I got a 20 €-bill from my grandmother yesterday (In real life). At this point I even remembered to my mother, who can't speak English but also wants to see the movie again. (Again a memory from the RL) While I stood there at the shelf and looked at the DVD's, I heard how a guy near me got supported by an employee. They talked about Predator-comics and at one point the custome said something like: "Hehe, with this version I can say < My predator is shorter >." (Jump in time) Now I stand in front of the shop, with the DVD in my hand. All of a sudden my buddy Patrick appeared, layed his arm around my shoulders and wanted to go with me somewhere. I noticed, that he weared one of my shirts (I weared exactly this shirt in RL as I dreamed this dream. O.o). It was a white shirt, with two chinese dragons on it and some asian writing. Well, I asked him all the time why he was wearing my shirt and how he came here in all of a sudden. The only thing I remember he said, was something like: "I looked on Googlemaps." Here my dream ended. I bet, my brain waked me up on purpose, because I realized all the unlogic things. I think, it's a very interesting experience. In addition to that, I also could remember something, that happened to me in real-life before. That's also good. Greetings from Germany, Matthias.
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