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Date: 09/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 12.05am
Consumed 2 x Menthol sweets right before bed
B6 100mg before bed

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red


Ok, so I am pretty tired, but not exhausted. I lay to sleep and feel the sleepy onset, but something keeps me awake. I feel a little weird, nothing major, but as I fall asleep I'm sure I have strange thoughts sliding through my head. My first reaction is that I'm catching myself as I start dreaming, which I often do when WILDing, but this should be NREM cycle. Eventually I sleep, and I'm woken every 5 minutes by a feeling of fear. I'm not sure why. At one point I open my eyes in fright with a sudden jump, and really feel like I'm having a nightmare - but I don't recall any dreams. Eventually I sleep for good.

Dream 1 - 2.23am
I am in a room, which is kind of dark, and I'm helping a vet. The vet is friendly, but I honestly don't recall weather they were male or female. There is a bed and a desk (bedroom?) but we are facing the desk. So the vet first brings out a dog. It is old and skinny, and very scared. For a bit in this dream there is someone else there, watching and at some points laughing, but they disappear. The vet has the dog tied up to the desk, and the dog looks scared, it's a wiry mutt, kind of like a large terrier. It's pretty ugly. It has big, brown eyes that are filled with sadness, and it stares up at me, silently begging me for help. I can't believe how skinny it is, we proceed to wash the dog, or at least cover it in something that drenches it. The vet tells me the dog will be ok. Then this is where it get's a little weird.Next, the vet brings out a horse. The horse is the size of a rabbit, but a fully formed adult horse in every way. It is clearly in pain, as it is about to give birth. It jumps onto the desk, and starts giving birth, and I can see the baby inside!!! The horse is brown and the baby is black and white. The baby seems to fly out easily, and I am given it to clean up while the vet sorts out the mother horse. I take it to the bed (which is apparently my bed) and lay it down. The horse is contained inside a balloon-like sack, filled with liquid. The vet shouts that I must get it out, as it can't get out itself. So I try to open the sack but it rolls around the bed, making it difficult. It is like a water balloon, and very slippery. Eventually I manage to rip one end and the liquid spurts out - it's water like consistency but it is really warm, and soaks everything, including me. There's a mirror just laying on the bed, with a heavy gold guilt frame, and this gets soaked too. My bed sheets are soaked, (they are purple and black silk) but despite all this, I am incredibly happy. I can't stop smiling and watching the water spurt everywhere. The vet kind of laughs, and says 'you'll have trouble sleeping in there tonight.' but I just don't care, I'm delighted.

What in the actual fuck. Lol. The most poignant part of this dream was the real warmth of the hot liquid, and the vivid feel of the horse in the sack. It suddenly dawned on me when writing this that it felt EXACTLY like the chick from yesterday's dream.

Dream 2 - 4.11am
I am writing a story, on small pieces of paper. I think it is aimed at young children. (This is what I do for a living.) The story is about 2 little boys, who cross a road, and one dies. As I get to the end of the story, my real dad walks in. Bearing in mind I haven't seen my real dad since I was about 14, I'm 25 now. He was an abusive father, who caused me a lot of issues growing up. I hardly EVER dream about him. He walks in, clearly angry, but I ignore him as this is usual for him. He does this thing that he used to do, which is strut around the room shaking his head in anger, and glancing at me every so often with a weird look in his eyes. I know this is not good, but I pretend not to see him and carry on writing. He starts saying something about people not listening to him, and he's been doing everything and I think he's talking about my mum. He lays his head on the desk in the room (I am in a bedroom, I'm laying on the bed) and then suddenly, he walks in the room again. So, there are now 2 of him. The one that has just walked in is carrying a frozen chicken, and a bottle of something, and a balloon that has not yet been inflated. He sets these things down and looks at us both. He then tells us that we better get up quick, cos we're going to play a trick on mum! He starts putting the chicken inside the balloon. I really don't want to join in, but I can't say no. My dad that was already in the room, looks like he's pissed off at the other version of himself, but also agrees to help.

Dream 3 - 9.47

I tried to WILD, and started feeling results. For me, I don't get noticable SP or HH, just a rush as I transition. I felt the rush several times, and when I finally started getting dream images forming around me, my partner decided to roll over and hit me in the face. I RC'd just to make sure, but I was awake. Annoying. I went to sleep.

I was very bad at writing this dream down, I was so tired I kept saying 'I'll write it in a minute...I'll remember,' then fell back to sleep. I did wake 5 minutes later and write it down, but I lost most of the dream. I normally do this in later morning dreams, I have to learn not to.

I'm at R's house. R is a very close friend. Just a friend. For some reason I am there to say goodbye, like I am leaving town or something. It is a bit sad but not too much. And then R says he is at work and will be home soon, that I should meet him at his place. I make my way to his place, and suddenly realise I am completely naked. I am trying to find my way through a hotel-like building, or block of flats. The doors are all black with ornate details, and I'm struggling to find where I need to be. Two girls pass by and start laughing at me because I'm naked. I'm a little embarrassed, but ignore them. They won't go away, so I look down and now I'm wearing a dressing gown. It's purple, but I don't care I'm just happy I'm covered! The girls eventually leave. I finally get to the room and have some trouble messing around with the key, but I do get in in the end. There is no one inside. Now I'm sure this is the same dream, but it doesn't relate to the beginning, I just sort of find myself in a garden somewhere else, fully dressed. I am sat at a garden table, with my friend I's son on my lap. His son is talking like an adult, and asking me what words mean. He asks me what bank means, I tell him. Then he asks me what house means, I tell him. This goes on for a little while. I is hanging around the background somewhere.

Dream 4 - 11.51
We are in a room, is is pretty dim and I remember very red. We is me, R and I, as well as my friend D. We are watching a screen, and it's a bit like an interactive game. We throw baby toys at this screen, to kill a monster. It's very fun. One of my friends has to leave for an important meeting, I tell him to stay, because it's so fun. He resists, but eventually reluctantly agrees to miss his important meeting. The game plays recordings it took of us earlier without us knowing, we find this hilarious and laugh a lot.

There is another dream after, but I forgot it almost instantly.

Last Nights Dreams

Dream 1

My Mom is moaning at me, she says I don't do anything but sing in a stupid band , my Dad now comes over to me and says "I'm sorry sweetheart but I've had to do it" I can see how upset he is. My Dad explains to me about this lottery thing, he apologises to me because he has signed me up for it but it's not with him. I say to my Dad "it's ok, don't worry about it I understand"

Dream 2

I'm standing outside with 2 people and we are talking about my husbands cousin "D" from Newcastle. Suddenly I realise that "D's" dead and I remember back to the last time I saw him which was at his Moms funeral ((which is true)). The girls I am with say "yeah they stabbed him then snapped his neck!" I can't believe he's been murdered and I get upset because he's a lovely bloke then I cry.

Reading My Dad's Book

My father never actually wrote a book, but he wrote a lot, and talked about writing a screenplay IWL.

I was reading a book my dad wrote. It had just come back from the printer.

I was able to make out the words very well, though I only read one sentence. I was busy editing in my mind. Much of the book had been printed the way my dad used to print--all caps. I began noticing letters were transposed, and then I noticed that not all of the sentences were all caps. I wanted to 'tell my dad that he should have let me edit his work before sending it to the printer.

I tried to not be the editor for my dads big day, so I started to just read. I read a sentence that ended up making sense, but deserved a rewrite. It was something like, "He didn't put 'He didn't do it on purpose..."

As I read it, I worked out the logic that it actually made sense. It wasn't dream-logic.

The End

The Preacher and his Wife Divorce

The news was covering the death of a preacher's wife. I was viewing the coverage on-site. The camera panned all around a yard that was flooded on 3 sides. The camera didn't show the fourth side of the house. The water was muddy red.

Then preacher had passed. She was alone and dealing with the estate. The newscaster asked the woman what she was wearing. The preacher's wife said, "A necklace." She wanted another one because her husband rarely got her anything...or something like that.

Dream skip

I'm in the same house, but now there is a girl and a vampire. The girl had just been bitten that day. She was starting to feel weird and was freaking out. She was getting upset. The man wasn't mad at her for being upset because he knew she was now a vampire because of him. He tried to comfort her.

They were lying down on a marble floor to go to sleep. They had no bed, sheets, pillows, or anything. He kept getting closer to her to comfort her. It seems that scene played out twice.

Dream skip

The girl is just a girl. She had short blond hair. She was kind of cute. Apparently she had been dancing the night before, but I missed it. I think I'd been drunk and fell asleep. I told her that I would like to see her dance (naked was not the implication). I told her I thought she was really pretty and I didn't get to see her dance the night before.

She asked if I really wanted to see her dance. I said I would love to, so she got up and shook her hips right there in preparation to get up where she was going to go to dance.

When she walked to where she was going to dance, she disappeared. Two guys then came out of an adjacent room. I was waiting for the girl to come out.

One of the guys then stood making himself look really funny. He bowed his legs and separated them really far. This made his legs really thin and long, and made his body short and high up off the ground. I laughed out loud in my dream.

Eventually the girl came back out, but she looked like a female version of one of the guys...and too much like a guy. I completely lost interest and my dream ended.

Cows in the Flowers

I dreamed there was an island of flowers in my yard. Three cows were on the little garden area. There wasn't even room on the flower bed for them to turn around, but they stayed right there.

What is Spinning me in Bed?
I felt as though I was spinning by the feet in bed. I opened my eyes (in my dream) to see if I really was spinning. I seemed to be in my bed straight.

I closed my eyes again and paid attention to my body. I really started to spin. Not fast--I simply felt myself moving in a circle as though someone took my feet and was spinning me around.

I thought it was satan, my ex step-mother, or my Dad. All should have been dream signs, and opening my dream eyes should have been a hint that I was dreaming. Oh well.

Trying not to think about Satan (I don't believe in the devil iwl), I called out the name of my ex step-mother. I saw a silhouette of her, but there was a little light showing her dark skin color.

I called out to my Dad.

This is the third dream in the last few weeks where I kind of knew I was dreaming or that something was not real or not right.

Dream skip

I was at a party for a really rich guy. At first I was out doors. His property was huge. It felt like a college campus with grassy areas leading to a wall with a 2 foot drop, then a large walkway laid with brick.

I ended up going with a guy inside. I had a beer that tasted like pink ginger-ale. We went in a room looking for something. I set my beer down, and when we left, I realized I had left my beer in the room.

I went back to look for it and couldn't find it. I went to a back room and couldn't find it. I went back to a bathroom and looked around and finally found it.

I then asked the guy I was with if he wanted something. He said he wanted a quesa dilla with four pieces of something. I then had a small, home made tortilla in my hand with 4 pieces of cheese. I went into a back bathroom to put it together with onion or something. My friend D's wife was in the bedroom. I was hoping she would show me a little something. She never did.

Non-Dream Dream

I recalled fragments from 4 dreams today (Ugh! - wish I would start remembering details of one dream instead of fragments of 4!!!).

Dream 1:

I am playing professional flag football (lol). I make an amazing catch for a touchdown and some asshole tackled me in the end zone, ruining his career (because it was a serious rule violation).

Dream 2:

I am drinking in either a house or a train station belonging to the same old lady as yesterday's dream. Someone is talking to me on the couch - I think it is my cousin GH. My dad, my brother and I all get high off of salvia chocolate and throw a surprise party for my Aunt AM.

Dream 3:

I finally get to meet my fiance's uncle who she has been keeping from me because he is apparently an asshole. He is in my bowling league and turns out to be a nice guy. We go to the back of the bowling alley (behind the pins) and everything looks like a high-tech space ship (kinda like the bridge on Star Trek). There were people all over manning their computers.

Dream 4:

I see a beautiful girl on the street that looks similar to my fiance, but it is not her. Paparazzi are bothering her and posting bad pictures of her on the internet. She is wearing the same dress my friend CO wore to our company party.

Notes Dream Lucid

This dream is sort of a fragment, and a dream at the same time :S(don't ask xD)I think I was in a tank plutoon, fighting urban combat. I was the commander of a M1A1 Abram tank, and had just finnished a battle. A reporter, who kind of looked like my dad, interviewed me for a while. The reporter worked for some sort of a commedyshow, who interviewed soldiers on the frontline.

I suddenly got the order from my commander, that we had to commence round two of the battle. After that I did a another interview, and then a new battle. It ended up with five battles and intviews.

After my sixth battle, I ran up to the reporter and asked if I could get interviewed, and he said: NO! YOU ARE NOT FUNNY ENOUGH! I woke up :S

My dad picks me up from Ahmed Elian’s house after a sleep over. We are in the Nady’s parking lot though instead of the front of his house. The sky is brown and everything around reflects the hue. While in the car my dad talks to me about lucid dreaming. He asks me if I have managed it. I tell him I haven’t yet. He asks me if the methods that I am using are “street”. I tell him there is no such thing. We then begin to drive home. He talks about some new railroad being built. He say it is blocking certain roads that lead into Sherouk. He says this is why Sherouk is so empty right now. No one can get in! Halfway home, he stops the car. He says he’ll give me fifteen pounds if I manage to find a car. I get out and I walk over piles of sand and rock strewn on the side of the road in search for a car. I quickly find an old worn out van. I imagine there being people in there with guns and them shooting me dead. This is exactly what happens. I am dead. I continue the dream as my dad. As my dad, I am trying to kill the men who shot my son.I walk over to the van. I hide on one side with the killers on the other. I throw cardboard at them (because cardboard is very deadly). I think about how I am going to kill them. I decide I am going to catch the van on fire and make the gas tank explode. I manage to start a fire. I throw burning objects under the van. Then the scene changes to one of an arena. I am at the top of this arena looking into it. The men who killed my son were at the bottom of this arena. I throw stuff at the killers below.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I had the clear feeling that I wasn't simply dreaming, but that I had been transported to a parallel universe. I found myself on a street, early morning, gray sky, trying to recognize the place, when a group of around 6 people gathered nearby and one of them sees me and says "Ah, xxxxx, there you are! We thought you were late. Didn't you see us over there?". I wanted to say "Who are you?" but I let myself go and just watched. They were all super excited. I realized they were all scientists, apparently physicists and I was the team leader who had made some scientific breakthrough. I was supposed to have discovered a way to travel freely in space-time.
So they took me to the lab and were expecting me to share my revolutionary discovery with them, so we could work on it. But I was visibly disturbed (they thought I was just tired) and so the guy who first talked to me, took me to a lounge to try to get me back to focus. I realized there was something going on between the two of us (or between him and my alternate me): maybe we were dating, maybe we had had a relationship, maybe we were in love but not yet assumed it... I couldn't tell. But we sat on a table, drinking a hot coffee and talking about music. He showed me some old music sheets, tremendously excited, reading and singing along the classical tune and expecting me to fully understand his excitement. Because I didn't share his excitement he asked me to read the sheet and see the magnificence of it. I could see it was an antique, I realized it was an unpublished work of some great composer, but I couldn't read it and then he thought there was something very wrong about me.
I didn't want to say I was from a parallel universe and that I was no genius and knew nothing about all those things, so instead I said I was going through an amnesia episode.
Very worried and disappointed, they took me home, hoping that all I needed was some rest. My home was the exact same home I live in. My dad was staying with me for some days. But when I arrived he was praying over a rug, on the same spot where in my actual life I have my meditation corner. He turned to me, upset that I had disturbed him and I saw he had a beard and was dressed in a robe. He was muslim and apparently had a conflict with his daughter (my alternate me), who was a materialistic scientist and did not understand his faith. (That blew my mind, because in my world he is the materialistic guy who feels disappointed at me for being a buddhist.)
I excused myself and went to my room. Laid on the bed thinking about the extraordinary of all that and how I had gotten there and how I could go back to my life. I concluded my other self probably went too far with her experiences of travel in space-time and went to my world and because there could not be two of us, she caused a switch of places, sending me automatically to her world.
I started to relax and feel numb and closing my eyes and then I woke up on the same bed, but in my real world

This dream was actually quite creepy, yet it wasn't scary enough to the point where it was a nightmare. Just a tad creepy is all.
It's the last day of school. Yeah, it was actually the last day like 4 days ago. :L I'm going through my classes, saying goodbye to all my friends who are either moving or graduating this year. We take photos together. As I'm leaving the school at the end of the day, I see a group of people standing outside in the parking lot. I vaguely acknowledged the fact that the school was actually my intermediate school back from like 5th grade, and not my high school. This could've been a good point to go lucid. Ah well. I walked over to the crowd of people, curious. My Japanese language teacher, Mr. Shun, was standing in the center of the crowd, trying to explain to everyone what was going on.
"Just stay calm, everyone! Everyone, listen! There's a strange hole in the floor over at the end of the school."
Strange hole? I thought. Kind of weird. What could he mean by that? What kind of hole?
"I want all of you to go explore it. Team up with a partner and go down there."
I didn't know who I'd wanna team up with. I didn't see anyone I liked. We all headed down to this control room in the school, and there, we paired up. I noticed my dad in the crowd, and quickly asked Mr. Shun if I could team up with him. "Of course. I'd think you'd WANT to team up with your own father." he commented.
As dad and I stood waiting, I saw a few familiar faces in the crowd. Shun said we were all ready to go, so we headed to the end of the school, into this narrow hallway. The hallway opened up as we headed down it, and at the very end was none other than the giant hole Shun had mentioned. The hole was about 8 feet wide, and 8 feet high, if I had to guess. Staring at it made me feel extremely uneasy and creeped out. From the looks of it, the hole led down to a dank and ominous looking cave. Shun held a flashlight up to it, seeing how far the light would illuminate, but it didn't change the pitch blackness that was in the hole. Shun turned and gave us the go ahead to jump down.
Oddly enough, I think this part could relate to me playing Silent Hill lately. In both SH2 and Shattered Memories, there are parts where you have to jump down pitch black, seemingly bottomless pits, just to see where they go.
We all jumped down the hole, and it seemed to take nothing but a second for us to hit the bottom. We didn't get hurt by the fall either. The area we were in was lit by dim illumination coming from florescent rocks scattered around the area. It was a large, rocky place, and had the same creepy feeling as before, though not as bad.
For some reason, I looked over and saw two fictional characters fighting. One was Edward Elric, from Full Metal Alchemist. I couldn't tell who the other guy was, but he was grabbing red hot coal and eating it to power himself up. Those two battled it out, in what seemed like a cutscene, as I had no control over my vision at this part.
After the 'cutscene', I went off into a nearby corridor in the cave which led down to the basement of my own home. There, I saw my dog Brody attacking what looked to be a demon dog. I hid, scared for my life. I heard one of the dogs whimper, but I could tell which it was. I creeped out of my hiding place, and glanced at the laundry room in the basement where I saw the dogs. I didn't see either of them, but I heard panting. I grabbed a nearby blunt object, and slowly walked toward the laundry room, fearing the demon dog would be around the corner to greet me.
I reached the laundry room, and ran around the corner, screaming and throwing the blunt object in front of me. It hit my dog, Brody, who was staring at the Demon Dog's dead body. I felt extremely bad for hitting him with the object, and profusely apologized. Brody turned his head toward me, a blank expression in his eyes.
AND THEN I woke up.
Really odd dream. So many things I could've used to go lucid, but didn't. That's okay though. It was entertaining nonetheless. That cave gave me an extremely bad feeling though, like I would be in danger if I explored it any. Considering I found a demon dog in it, that's not too surprising. Given the choice, I probably wouldn't wanna go back here.

Last Nights Dream

I'm in the social club and I'm hungry, my Dad is doing the disco here. I see my Dad and he's holding a plate of food, I say "what you got?" he says "looks nice doesn't it, it's a beef stew, go and get one and tell them I'm paying" I say "ok" I walk to the food area by the stage and look at all the pies and stuff, there's no stew ones left so I have to take a beef pie instead, I also take a few other things aswell. I go and sit down at the table next to my Dad, I pretend i've got a stew or I know he will give me his and I don't want to take his food

This morning I decide to WILD using the lucidology alarm

I count from 1 to 10 over and over again and nodded off just like I wanted to. I wake to hear the alarm and know its working, I relax and feel the vibrations and hear the noise in my ears. I feel myself being pulled into a lucid dream and can hear people talking, it's still black and can feel myself moving into my dream. I am now still so I open my eyes and I'm in a big building, it's a shopping precinct. I am conscious and I look about my dream and see my Dad and his brothers around the precinct. I look upwards and I see a few school kids in uniform above us on the next floor. My Dad is looking for something and I say with a giggle "what are you looking for, you look lost" he says "ahhh, just some school kids that are messing about here" I say "they are up there above us" he now runs after them because they need chucking out . My dream now starts to disappear so I relax and wait.

Dream 2

I feel myself back in bed, I keep my eyes closed and feel the vibrations etc. again. I go with it and feel myself being pulled into my next lucid, I can't see anything but I can hear music and it sounds like a party. I am now in a room, it's a party with a disco and I see the flashing lights and everything, I'm really pleased I'm lucid again. I make my way to the stage where it is higher up, I say "scuse me" as I push through everyone. I'm now on the stage and decide to fly off it into the air, everyone is looking at me and I decide to try out some somersaults while I'm in mid air and it feels great, I am just showing off really. I now feel myself waking again so I keep my eyes closed and get the vibrations etc. and feel myself being pulled into another lucid dream.

Dream 3

I'm in my dream and I open my eyes and it's just all black. I wait for a few seconds and suddenly I see a reddish light in the sky and my dream slowly appears around me. I'm thinking "where have I ended up now?" I look about and I'm in like a big shopping place again, I'm indoors. I hear a buzzing sound behind me so I turn around and I see a few bee's flying around by me. I hit them away but they keep coming back by me.. I now walk up to an open area as I explore my dream. This area is like a small stage area, it has flags hanging about it and there's a music station there where the DJ would work. I notice a lot of bee's in the corner of that area so I decide to get away from it. I open a door and bump into 2 lads who are dressed up in army gear, they both have these electric guns that they are using to try and kill the bee's. The guns aren't working very well and have little effect on the bee's. I now think "right let's see what I can do!" I push my hand forward towards a bee and nothing happens. I now think "hmmm...how do I get powers?" I try again and still nothing, I now think "ok I must truly believe it will work and I'll say it out loud" so this time I push my hand forward and shout "fire ball" and a fire ball shoots out of my hand and hits a bee. I am so amazed and think "this is so cool" . The 2 lads with me are really impressed and say "come on over to the bee's" they run towards where the nest is by the DJ area and I decide to fly there so I jump up into the air and fly across to them. I point my hand towards the nest area and shout "fire ball" and a fireball shoots towards the nest area and sets it on fire as it hits. I keep firing fire balls at the whole stage area and I set the flags and everything on fire. I say to the lads "well that's sorted them!, they won't bother us again! Again I feel myself waking so I stay still and feel myself being pulled into yet another lucid dream.

Dream 4

It's black but I can hear the sea and kids laughing. I feel myself come to a stop so I open my eyes and I'm in the sea, it's warm and there are kids and families around me. I see a small boat in the shape of a cute dragon that has children in it who are laughing, they are riding round in a circle. I see a woman holding onto it and it's taking her around. I panick now a little as I hate the sea and don't want to tread on the sea floor because I don't know what's in there so I think "great, perfect opportunity" and I grab onto the boat which takes me along. I see people on the beach drinking and having fun, I can also see punch and judy and the kids are laughing at it. I now loose the boat and swim a little. I steer myself towards an area between 2 big rocks but I see that the water between them is brown and dirty so I steer myself away from it again. I swim to the sand and see 2 small ponies buried up to their necks in the wet sand. The bigger grey one of the two quickly scrambles out of the sand and runs off. I walk over to the small brown pony and it's really scared of me and backs away a little but I still put my hand to it and stroke it. It's fur is a bit wet but I keep stroking it and say "it's ok, I won't hurt you" and it calms down for me. As I walk off I want to see if it will follow me so I say "come on" as I click my fingers to it but it says "I'm a water horse!" and I laugh because it speaks it now hides itself back in the sand up to its neck.
I again feel myself wake a little and I get the vibrations etc. and feel myself being pulled into a lucid dream.

Dream 5

I'm now in a street and it's night time and the street lamps are on. I need the toilet and think "jesus I haven't got long before I wake up!" so I rub my hands together and shout out "clarity now" and it echoes as usual but it does brighten up so I can see more. I think about my dream guide but before I manage to shout for it I feel myself wake up a little again .

Dream 6

I'm now back in a lucid dream. I am outside and there are lots of tents around me. I wonder about for a short while and then I enter 1 of the tents. I see 2 people in there, a man and a woman. I see a mirror next to the woman and I say "pass me the mirror quick, I need to try something" she looks at me with an odd expression but nether the less still passes me the mirror. I think to myself "I've always wanted to try this but I keep forgetting so now I'll do it!" I push my finger against the mirror trying to make my finger go through it but it doesn't. I try again but this time I truly believe it will go through the mirror and voila my whole hand up to my wrist goes through. My hand feels a little cold now from the mirror. It Is as if the mirror is made out of mercury, it's really weird and a very odd sensation when I put my hand into it.
I now decide I want to take a look at my reflection. I'm a little apprehensive about looking because I've heard that people see horrible things when they do this but my curiosity gets the better of me. Slowly I move my face towards the mirror and I see myself but my face is really gaunt and thin and also really pointy, it's very weird and I'm really fascinated by this. I tell the 2 people that are with me that I've always wanted to try this with the mirror and I say to them "you try!" but they both shake their heads while saying "no".

My Dumb-ass Brother Being a Dumbass

I was with my dumb-ass brother, and my dream-sign, which did not kick me lucid, my father. My brother had pissed me off. My father told me that if there was any hitting or striking, that person would be out.

I pointed at my brother, and eventually poked him in the face with my finger, pushing him. I pushed him in the chest with my finger. I was so pissed, because he is such a prick.

My brother stood there so calmly and said, "You see what's happening?" or something like that, to my dad. I explained to my dad by drawing a circle on the bed, "These are the THINGS that he does to piss me of..." I made a dot on the bed with my finger "...and this is my anger at those THINGS--but that's not even what I'm mad about. I'm mad about his attitude about me being mad!"

I haven't spoken to my brother in a year. Every time I am with him he pisses me off, and a year after not speaking to him, he pisses me off in my dreams. What a prick

Luckily, during the day I don't give him a seconds thought. What is interesting is that I just now realized that last night, I slept in a shirt his wife gave me. I think I'll burn the shirt. It was only given to me because my shirt had gotten wet one day.

4-29-12

Took a nap at 2:45, woke at 5 o'clock

I don't know the original setting of the dream, but I know that early on in the dream I performed a nose-pinch RC and it worked. I was somewhat surprised and shifted my hand to a spot that I was more sure would block any possible nasal air passage. It still worked. Over and over, probably upwards of a dozen times in a row, I did a nose pinch and every time it came up as breathing through anyways.
And so I concluded that my nose was broken and that I'd have to ask about it later.
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Okay, now that we've gotten THAT out of the way...
Memory gap. (grrr)
I remember after some point in the dream that I was back home in Iowa and that I had been hired for some company to do some work at a sort of facility that looked like a retrofitted barn. Retrofitted to seemingly have a six-foot-wide, five-foot-long rail gun (which is basically a completely unworkable design. I helped set up the rail-gun-type-thing in the top of the barn. After a couple hours of testing and what not, we fired it and the shot went about ten feet out of the barn before dropping to the ground.
Did I mention this is in the middle of my hometown? Actually, a larger version of my hometown?
Anyways, the round itself was hollow and square with clipped edges and no bottom edge. This was so that a person could look through it and stand with it (the round) around him as it fired. And that lucky person was me.
Luckily the firing didn't make much noise.
The third time it fired, I wondered how I would get my hand out of the way of the shot. You see, my job was to reach out in front of the round before it was fired and push a safety tab back into the wall. This somewhat troubled me, as I was to do so only within about a second of the round firing. When the rail gun fired that third time, it didn't seem to push very hard on the (square) round, and it barely cleared the 5' "barrel", if you will, before it tipped down and went crashing to the floor of the barn.
So much for a rail gun.
I took my leave at that point, because it was my break then, and biked around the city some. Again I'll say it was my hometown, Cedar Rapids, but it was larger than normal. (In retrospect it reminds me more of Manhattan in size and building type.)
There's a gap in my recall here, but I know at some point that I stopped to talk to my dad as he was walking somewhere. He mentioned that I didn't need to remotely blow up the rail-gun barn at 3:30 (I had a wireless trigger in my hand), and I panicked because it was 5:23. {note: though my watch was different than normal, it was accurate to the amount of time that had passed.} I reasoned with myself that it must have been intentionally diffused before that point, as I hadn't heard it blow up while biking around. Soon after I and my dad parted ways and resumed biking (me) and walking (him) to wherever it was we were individually going.
After a while I biked across the river on the 1st street bridge and back over on the 2nd street bridge. I parked my bike there and clambered up the wall-like steep side of the embankment for the road that crossed the bridge where it meets the land. On top, the road was suddenly the flat, tar roof of a building. It was also midday instead of evening (as it had been earlier), and the roof was hot and... bouncy? (Weird.) I walked around on the massive, flat, multi-building roof that I had found until I ran into my dad again. (not literally) We talked some more and he began bouncing on the roof, which was now as resilient as a trampoline. We ended up agreeing on some task to finish before the day was out, and I returned to the area of the roof where my bike was and explored some.
After another gap in my memory, I know I was back at my house. Sort of. The exterior was pretty messed up, and I remember that I was chasing around some young'uns through the house and around it even. I know at one point out behind the house that I needed to go from one end of the house to the other. However, behind the house there was a lot of equipment like you'd see behind a large store or hotel, but smaller. On my right, halfway down, there were two shiny steel boilers or cookers like you'd see in a pricey restaurant. They were running full steam, and when I walked near them I saw that the only path to get to the other side of the building ran right next to them. One problem I noticed was that there was a small metal arm of sorts attached to the nearer boiler and it reached out half of the width of the walkway. It had a 6" disk-like thing on the end, and there was no reason that I thought I couldn't just duck under it or slide by. Don't ask me why I thought it was stopping me, I just did.
I pushed the arm a bit to see what it did, and when I did the lid on the closer boiler raised a little and some of the contents leaked out. It looked like some sort of soup or sauce.
Well, I figured that my best bet was to just getthroughasquicklyaspossiblenandhopethatIdidn'tsp illanything. So I did. I did spill some on me, though less than I expected and only on my arm. As I continued to run, rounding the corner of the house, I (the curious George of a boy) licked some off to tell what it was. It tasted a lot like tomato soup, but stronger, and it had some other flavors and textures that makes me think it was probably a sauce of some sort.
So I clearly do have taste in my dreams, I can finally say with confidence.
Well, when I got back inside my (first) brother was in the kitchen on the phone. I sat down, exhausted,and noticed that his hair (which he like to keep shorter than about two inches) was now thin and long, falling past his ears. When he got off the phone I commented that it made him look like Don Moen. (This was actually a completely incorrect comparison. Don Moen wasn't even close to right; he looked more like Don Francisco.) He laughed at that and reached to a point on my hair (also long) and said that "it'd have to be ten inches longer that that" to be Don's hair.
Again, that should have been Don Fransisco, not Don Moen, but it wasn't.

{Don Francisco: http://greatgreatjoy.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/forgiven.jpg}

I woke, and I tried to make a WILD. I even successfully cleared my mind of most thoughts other than that I would wake up on the bench in the kitchen where I and my brother were and he'd tell me I was dreaming. When I did fall asleep again, however, I didn't dream before my roommate had kicked me in the rear to wake me up. It was dinner time, so it was okay, but I do wish I could have continued the dream.

Dream 1

There is a fete. Myself, my girls and my Dad went. It is now time for us to leave so we all have a walk back to my house. On the way home my Dad stumbles because he is drunk and his lower leg comes off! I see that it is a prosthetic limb which I didn't know he had, anyway I laugh as I pick it up and say to my Dad "do you want this?" he also laughs and says "yes just stick it back on" so I do.
We are now home, I'm getting changed and my Dad walks in on me..he then quickly walks back out and shuts the door and he pretends that didn't just happen. I now go into another room and there is a plastic carrier bag on top of the dresser. I look inside the bag and take out 3 bars of chocolate..they are all sticky and melted, I take out 3 other things but can't remember what. I place all the stuff on the side and go downstairs. My Dad is in the kitchen, I go in to him and he sits down at the table and says "your Mom sent the bag of stuff for you" I think to myself "I bet some of that stuff is for my Brother and Sister but screw them!" ((lol))
The kids are all playing in the garden and my Dad is still pissed up and then I wake up.

Dream 2

I'm in high school, I look in my bag for my time-table to see if I'm in the right class but I realise that I haven't got one. I look at the people in my class and think "I don't recognise these lot". There are 2 other classes next to this one so I peek inside them both but I don't feel like I shoul be in either of these other 2 so I go inside the class that I was first at and decide this one must be the right one.
I have my baby pigeon with me because she hasn't been very well. I have a female teacher and this teacher loves my pigeon, the teacher calls out to one of the pupils and says "ring ((whoever)) and tell her she's ok now!" she then starts cuddling my baby pigeon. I say to the teacher "she's really loving" and the teacher replies "they are very loving birds". The teacher now shows me her necklace, it's made out of her dead pigeons beak and has a red diamond at the top of it, there are also what looked like 2 small teeth on the necklace aswell which hung either side of the beak.

Last nights dream

I am in the swimming baths but I don't go into the water. I meet a woman in there, this woman used to be a man and still looks like a man but has had a sex change, I am a man in my dream and I have sex with this man/woman. We have sex in the changing rooms and by the pool and everywhere we can lol.
We are now lying by the side of the pool, I hook my hand over the side of the pool and a man suddenly comes towards my hand while he is swimming with his noisy mat, it startled me and sounded like a very noisy engine, we decide to move and go and have sex somewhere else. ((dream skip))
I am at my moms house, I see my Dad and he looks sad, he says "I'm going to bed" and I give him a kiss and a hug goodnight. I am with the he/she again and we go into the other room. I see things moving about and realise there are ghosts in here. I am sitting on the sofa with the he/she and the ghosts keep touching me and my hair. I rub 2 dummies into my hair lol ((babies dummies)). I have a horrible scared feeling go through me, I'm really scared and the ghosts do the same frantics to the he/she that I am with. We both get up and rush off into the other room, I bump into my Mom and she is pissed up, she says "I'm going to bed" and I whisper to her "I'll help you up and tell you about something" she says "ok".
We stumble upstairs and I see my kids all going to sleep on different beds. I tell my Mom the girls are going to sleep and my Mom then goes to bed. I go back to the room with the ghosts in and the ghosts start scaring me again and I get an awfull feeling again. My hubby suddenly comes and says "I've got you an ice-cream" I say "what kind?" he says "a feast" I say "I don't like them" he then calls the ice-cream man on the phone who then comes back and lets me choose another one and I choose a mint one and it's huge but very cheap for the size of it.
Me and the he/she now go back into the ghostly room and the ghosts are scaring us again, I say "come on...let's go and tell my Mom" we go up to her room and when we go in I see my Mom lying on her front in bed and she is talking to someone on the phone, her new boyfriend is on top of her having sex with her, I think to myself "ohhh my god, this is too much...this is fuckin weird!!!!" I think about my Dad being in the room above them and feel sick to my stomache about all of this, I can't get my head round it all. ((dream skip))
I am now in the car with my Moms boyfriend ((not sure why)) I decide to roll myself a fag and I realise that I have rolled loads of filter tips instead of the baccy, I laugh and say "sorry" and tip all the filter tips onto the seat. The filter tips have now all changed into matches and they set alight, we go round the corner by my house now and I try to blow them out and eventually manage to. Another car now goes round the corner just infront of us, the car is on fire and suddenly explodes and I shit myself, I then see that my sister-in-laws house is on fire. A fire engine comes towards us and it's also on fire, it's glowing orange with the flames, we swerve as we try not to hit it and we spin. We are now stuck on the path on the corner, another fire engine comes towards us, this is very scary and it's also on fire, it hits my side of the car and I feel the heat and the burn off it, I think "ohh god, it's my time to die" the most horrific feeling rushes through me, a feeling of doom and death. I shout to my Moms boyfriend "pull me over to your side" I'm in slow motion so can't get over to him to escape the fire. He pulls me over and I am now safe. I'm scared and we get out of the car, everywhere and everything is on fire. I now wake up and I'm sweating, my heart is pounding and I'm absolutely shitting myself lol.

Trying to Help

I see my first girlfriend walking in with a heavy pack on her back. She was leading a cattle drive and was beat. Lots of people were coming in, but she was one of the main people in charge.

I asked her if I could take her pack. She asked why, probably cause she was already almost to her room or whatever. She just looked so tired, I wanted to take it. Her pack was huge--stuff all over her back.

When she asked why I wanted to take it, I remembered something I read on enlightenment. I thought about telling her, but it was too much to go through. When she asked "Why," I just answered, "Why not?"

Someone then asked me if I would "take this." It was some metal object. I said, "OK." Then the guy turned and walked away. I asked, "Where should I take it? How far?" He said, "Five miles." I said, "I can't take it that far." The guy walked away and didn't seem to hear me.

I tried to get his attention, but now he was ignoring me or something. He didn't understand me. I asked if he spoke Spanish in Spanish. He didn't answer. I told him in Spanish I couldn't take the object. He had that blank look on his face.

I tried to motion with my hands I was not going to take it and the deal was off.

Dream Skip

Bruce Lee was fighting Dr. Oz, who apparently knew Karate. Bruce did some weird power-up scream. His body and face contorted a bit, then he ran at Dr. Oz and beat the shit out of him before Dr. Oz could move a muscle, though he was still standing.

Dream Skip

There was some fighting competition that wasn't fair. It was some weird games scenario with people who were skilled fighters and in control of the game.

There was this weird thing that played out twice. Someone had to fight someone from a lower level. It was not a fair fight. A boss type person said, "OK, you don't have to fight them." When the less skilled fighter feels a bit of relief, they realize that now they have to fight someone above the other person--the bosses boss.

So, in the second fight like this, I watch it unfold. First this girl has to fight her boss, a guy. She gets a reprieve, and then finds she has to fight the guys boss, a woman. She had a weird red head thing on. it was like a padded tube that fit around the sides of her head.

I somehow got involved. I was not looking forward to fighting her, but I was going to. Then I started feeling more confident. I controlled one of her weapons, though it was like her clothes or something. The she said, "Aaah, I can kick you!" She was wearing boots with heals and some kind of fur jacket. Very sexy.

I put my foot on the underside of her boot and pulled it off. Then the same with the other boot. Then I got on top of her and started kissing her face. This was wonderful. It didn't get too hot though.

Dream Skip

I was talking to my dad and told him that I wanted to tell him about my dreams of him because he's gone now, and while I had the chance, I wanted to let him know that I dream about him and always wish I could tell him I love him.

Dream Skip

I beat the shit out of my older and bigger dickhead brother. A family elder was mad at me for cussing and for being violent. I told her that I would blow up the fucking world!