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I'm having one of those dreams where my daughter is being super disruptive. I hate these dreams because she's nothing like that in RL.

#184 - DILD - 10:08AM - 4 of 4

I'm feeling ill today so lay back down for a nap.

I am sitting in the living room on the couch watching TV next to my younger daughter. I hear her say "[something something], mother fucker". This gets my attention and I look at her startled. I say, "Dalynn! You don't get to say that word. You're just not old enough."
She replies, "But mom said it. She said she was going to get lucid like a mother fucker." My eyes get big and I'm surprised she said it again. I look over at my wife and see is blankly starting at the TV oblivious to the conversation. Then I get it. Several things hit me at once. First, my daughter is really 6 but she looks 13. Second, my wife would have come unglued if my daughter had really said that. Third, the furniture was all wrong. Fourth, my daughter said her mom wanted to get lucid.
I say out loud, "I think I might be dreaming." I nose plug out of habit and blow through but it feels a little restricted. Hmm. I'm not sure now. I do it again several time until I am satisfied that I am dreaming. "Hey! I am dreaming."

Then I make a classic mistake of thinking way too much about my physical body lying in bed. I find myself in hard SP. I open my eyes and can see I am on my left side. My face is slightly buried into the blanket and all I can see is the gold and burgundy pattern of the comforter. I try to roll over but I am completely paralyzed. I feel really hot and think I am sweating profusely. I just want to uncover and get air but I can't. I feel claustrophobic and restricted.

OK I can accept this. I close my eyes and relax and transition out of bed. I feel like I am walking with my eyes closed so I instinctively open them. I really just open my physical eyes. I see the blanket again and feel surprised that I had not budged a muscle. I feel so hot. I close my eyes and try to move the blankets of me. I feel like I really did it for a second but when I open my eyes again I see nothing changed. I decide to just ignore the hot feeling again and try to dream. As soon as I relax I wake up and realize I am not the least bit hot or sweaty.

Around 12:30 (so only after first sleep cycle of the night) woke up with this dream:

It was decided that I shall have a baby, but I do not give birth but receive e baby fully formed. She is a baby girl. there are issues: too much light falling on the cradle, too much movement of the cradle contraption that she sleeps in. For a moment the baby in the contraption in light looks otherworldly.

I need to cover the baby with some sort of rigid screen so she is out of sight. To access her, I need to go around her cradle. On the other side is the bed of her Hindu nanny and the Nanny's son. The nanny accuses me of my being there means that her services are no longer needed. I reassure her that they are, but that I just need to nurse the baby. they are surprised that I wish to nurse her.

For a moment the baby seems too old to be a baby, and maybe threatening looking. She can talk! First she says she needs to go to the bathroom, but when she realizes that I meant to nurse her, she is ravished. First she latches onto my arm, apologizes, and latches onto my breast instead. I am confused as to her age. Is she a baby who can talk, or is she older and if so, should I nurse her? But why would she be that small if she is older. Andher eyes appear wiser than her apparent age.
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I believe this dream tone metaphorical: are my ideas old or new? Do they threaten others? Am I right to nurture these ideas? they can speak for themselves, and yet are helpless without my nurture. I think this dream was inspired by discussions of spirituality on DV.

Also I have been reading Greek mythology to my sons, and the idea of fully formed daughter (Athena) and baby that can talk (Hermes) was probably based on that.

I think I did the ToTM. After reading a dream from Canis Lucidus, I had a dream as said, "What is one thing you wish; I'll grant it" or "...I'll make it happen."

The Perfect Pecan, then The Perfect Goodmorning

I was with my dad. He was alive again. I told him that I wanted to talk to him as soon as he was done. I think he was performing or something. He said OK. I was so excited to finally tell him how much I miss him. It's the same dream I have of him every time, and it seems more real every time.

He eventually told me he had a virus. I thought, "Oh-h-h-h-h!." I knew it could kill him because of his weak condition.

I got a call from my brother's old room mate I Chin Tong. I answered the phone and he asked for me. I said it was me. He wanted a replacement of a green rug I had gotten him to design his home. I leaned back in my chair until I was lying down, told him I'd find him one with a psychedelic pattern, winked at this kid who I thought must think I was pretty cool, and then...

Dream Skip

My son and daughter are pulling out huge tomato plants. I'm disappointed that they are doing this, but it is for the owner of a house we are at. The plants are now Sweet Gum trees and I understand the motivation now.

I'm at E's house. I saw her so vividly. Then her husband came home which was weird because it was so early, he had just gotten to work! I was nervous he would suspect something for me being over there so early. Instead he went out on the back porch and asked if I wanted help with a project I'm working on. I went out, happy not to be nervous anymore.

Then he was talking to me about coaching a kids soccer team for 7 and 8 or 8 and 9 year olds' but we were outside somewhere else. I figured what grades that would be and told him his job would be getting the kids to work together more so than to win games. He said "Never mind then." I tried to convince him not to give up his idea. (This may have been residue from my idea last night to "put on a shirt" for the cub scouts and be a leader.

I then realized I was dreaming, and started looking for E again. I spent a moment looking for her and realized that I should try a better lucid goal. BrandonBoss inspired me to re-evaluate my dream goals on this point.

I decided to do my personal goal which was to enter my childhood nightmare. I found myself in a room with a bunch of people. I went to ask a guy with long hair and acne where...I didn't like this guy. I turned and there he was again...and again. What an annoying DC.

I found someone else--ah, it was a high school friend P. C., and asked, "Where can I find the Circle Demon." He looked at me weird and said, "The Circle Demon?" I said "Yea, The Circle Demon," repeating it more to stay focused than to be sarcastic back to him.

He told me "At the Perfect Pecan." I think I repeated that and said, is that upstairs?" I started going upstairs. There was a box from Hell Bound on his stairs and everything was kind of black. He said, "No, I'm in a band." I started getting frustrated. I said, "Where can I find it?" He said, "The Perfect Good Morning."

I decided to look for one of these places. I had trouble phasing through a wall (what is my problem phasing lately?" A DC chuckled at me for trying and then I got a boost of confidence and went through it with a thankful, "Hah!"

I flew and ended up in a food court. This was vivid. Nobody was there, then I saw a guy starting to set up his restaurant. I decided to go to another guy setting his place up. Then I decided to ask about a wish. I said, "What is one thing you wish. I'll grant it." Or, "...I'll make it happen." He just questioned me, "One wish? I don't know." I asked the other shop-keeper. He never said anything.

I walked to a patron and she said, "I'd like a box of Perfect Pancakes." I tried to conjure it by clapping my hands or something. I tried pulling the box of pancakes out of the floor with no luck. I thought of what Canis had said. "I still got this," though I didn't say that. I tried what he or Xanous had said about pulling it out of my pocket, but there was only a tissue. I felt bad, but I knew (that I thought) I had still fulfilled my obligation to ask and try to grant a DC one wish.


The End

I had waken up before this dream and did one partial cycle for SSILD. I found myself in darkness which I tried to fly through per Canis. It worked. The timing of this dream may be a bit off.

So lets see what I dreamed about...

- I hid from Count Dooku
- I summoned Yoda to fight Dooku and keep him from finding me while I hid in the bathroom
- I swam in a flooded creek
- I rescued my daughter from the same flooded creek (mildly scary)
- I watched cats fly away in the catplane

Let's start with the catplane.

So I'm dreaming of a literal cat plane, a cat that actually flies and carries passengers. See, there are these two cats competing with each other to see who can fly the farthest. Each one opens up the side panel on their body revealing a hollow interior which other cats can walk into. The floor of the interior of each catplane has a bunch of holes in it designed to fit the legs of the cats who walk in.

The first cat takes in two passengers, two cats that walk in and place their legs into the leg holes. The door closes and the catplane takes off into the air with the legs of the passenger cats sticking out of the leg-holes. It looks really weird.

The second cat watches with a sly look on his face, knowing he's smarter. Four cats walk into his interior and place their legs into the leg holes and then the catplane lowers down to the ground on its own legs. The cats inside then sit down which causes their feet to fit perfectly into the slightly ovaled leg holes. The catplane then stood up, closed the door and flew off, but no legs are sticking out of the holes. This makes the second catplane more aerodynamic which will certainly allow it to fly farther.

I so wish I could draw that one.

Let's finish with the catplane. I think that's enough for now.

I was on vacation with my family, and I had my daughter with me. We had to swap out cars...one was super small or something, almost toy like. Also, I remember going up to the gas pump, and the hook was still up....so free gas for me. I think I was in South America or something. We all wore a lot of old clothing to blend in. I also remember D's dog washing his paws in the sink. It tripped me out, but not enough to RC.

11/14/2012

In this dream I am some sort of private investigator. I go to this lady's house to work a case about her missing dog. The dream started out like a few fairly regular days. I went to the neighbors and questioned them. Then I questioned the lady's daughter's friends. Very basic stuff. A lot of downtime walking and driving places. I always knew where I was going but nothing was actually familiar from real life. The first night I am there we sit down and have thai food for dinner and I go upstairs with the daughter to watch some weird Japanese horror movie. It was very bizarre and I didn't follow the plot very well. At some point during the movie I realize the daughter is into me, which is cool with me because she is a very pretty girl who is home from college for Thanksgiving break. Things get heated and we have a little dream sex then I go to bed in my room (the guest room). I wake up the next day and that day progresses just like any normal day would. Meals, talks, driving, and all kinds of normal mundane stuff. I didn't really question anybody at this point. I think the whole detective part faded out after the first day. Later on the second night me, my brother, the daughter, and one of her friends go to see a movie at the movie theater after dinner. I don't remember what it was about really either because I was occupied with the daughter, although it was strange because there was an intermission during the movie kinda like a play has. Everyone got up and went outside the theater. My brother and I go to the concession stand and grab a few beers for everyone while we waited for the second half of the movie. Instead of going back in though we took off. My brother was in a different car and driving way too fast. A cop pulled out behind him and gave chase. The cop ends up flipping his car off the road. We all go and help him out of his car and he decides to let my brother off for speeding since we helped him. What a guy. We go back to the house and get ready for bed. I am brushing my teeth when the mom comes into the bathroom and tries to jump my bones. I reject her even though she is also good looking. I tell her it is because I am into her daughter. She breaks down and starts crying hysterically. I go to comfort her and she shows me cuts all up and down her arms and says she has been cutting since her husband died. I continue to console her until she feels better and gives her blessing for me being with her daughter. I go lay in bed with her daughter and discuss her mom and what happened, have some more dream sex, and go to sleep. I wake up the next day and stay through lunch, then I leave because I had some other obligation. I wake up as I was leaving. This is by far the most realistic dream I have ever had. I was fully immersed in this other life. When I woke up for real I was completely confused. I didn't know where I was or what day it was. One of the most bizarre experiences I have ever had but cool at the same time.

False awakening

I'm in my bedroom with my eldest daughter and she shows me her eye make-up and says "look, it looks dead nice doesn't it?" I look and see her wearing my new sparkly eye shadow and I think "how the hell has she got my new eye shadow on when I hid it from her?" (( I bought new eye shadow and make-up yesterday, it didn't occur to me to do a reality check...doh!!!! Lol))

Most of the night I was dreaming about my daughter. I know at one point I was at some college that had dorm rooms, and my room mate was thinking twice about leaving, but other than that it was mostly about her.

We went siting seeing and stuff and I remember comming across a guy who was in my same situation except thing had progressed a little more positively. I told him "I wanna be you one day". He was insisting I was doing a better job with my daughter than he was with his.

Eventually I had to take her back, and the mother of my child did something stupid, and I was mad at her because of how much time it was going to waste straightening things out.

I'm not used to staring at people directly, face-to-face so this dream took me by surprise.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In my house I’m in my living room and someone is at thedoor. I’m not expecting anyone so it’s surprising to hear the knocking. Lookingover at my front door I see a bed-sheet hanging from the ceiling over thedoorway. It appears the door is still in place but the sheet covers it on theinside and the person knocking is already inside my house. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]As I stare at this odd sight I become lucid, I know it’s notright for a sheet or a stranger to be there so I lean forward for a closerlook. My movement is more like that of a ghost flying towards the door and Ifind myself face-to-face with the visitor, a black child staring at me throughthe blue semi-transparent sheet. I don’t know the boy though he clearly hassome intent and we seem to be examining each other closely. The details of hisface are impressively visible through the fabric.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Who is it?” I ask him this but I’m not expecting an answer.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I’m David. Just David.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I still don’t know this child yet I let him in the housewithout a second thought. He walks in and sits down in my living room,seemingly known to my daughter . I stepback and watch as they share Tinker Toys and laugh while I turn around toexamine my hands. As I turn the room changes into my room in a different house,the walls gone and the sounds of laughter immediately silenced. The experienceis almost scary and briefly I attempt to ask myself, “Well, how did I gethere?” The thought barely forms when I wake up being kicked by my daughter.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ends.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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I was in an unfamiliar house with an unfamiliar family. I heard terrifying noises which turned out to be dinosaurs stomping around outside. I also had a 4 year old daughter but I barely knew who she was, just that I needed to protect her. the front and back doors kept opening up and car headlights were slowly pulling right up to the door. we kept shutting them and hiding. the dinosaurs left, then the phone rang. I answered it and they were aliens talking in a different and very disturbing language. I could hear them through the walls standing right outside. and I could tell what they were saying, they said, "we want to put the brown haired girl in public" so I hung up. I started packing my things to go to charleston, wv, but I noticed all my things were scraps of trash and undecipherable noted. took the notes and left.

I forgot some of the details in this dream but the scenes I do recall are quite vivid. Sadly, I was not lucid.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in a photographic dark room, a vision I recall from highschool. Around the room are enlargers and counters, boxes of photographic paperand bottles of chemicals. In the middle of the room is a station for trays ofchemicals to dip prints in. It’s quite dark in the room so I presume it is setup for doing color dark room work instead of black and white.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’ve made my daughter a birthday cake and I bring it to herin the dark room for her to blow out the candles, an action of questionable judgment.In general, people do not appreciate light sources in the dark room yet I’mhaving her blow out the candles right in front of them. Her face emerges fromthe darkness, briefly illuminated by the candles before she blows them out.[/FONT][/SIZE]
[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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Last Nights Dream.

I'm in a games arcade and my daughter J is with me but in my dream she is fatter . J is sad for some reason so to cheer her up I give her £2.80p and she goes straight over to the penny machine. I go over to her and say "don't spend it all on this!" and J says "yes" and she ends up loosing all her money. I think "awww shit!!!" and look at where you put your money and I see lots of silver money stuck and the bit where you put it looks a little broke or badly damaged. I twist the money that is stuck and gently pull on it and wiggle it and one by one the coins start to come out. There's lots of money stuck in there and I want it all but the rest won't come out or I can't reach it . I count all the money that I have in my and and I have £2.60p, I look at all the stuck money in the machine to see if I can see a 20p to make her money back up to £2.80p but all that's left is coppers and it's not worth my effort trying to get 1p's and 2p's out. I now remember that I did have some money in the side pocket of my bag so I take a look and see some pounds and silver coins. I grab a 20p and pull it out but instead a long ruler comes out so I now try and get a 20p out again and this time I get it. I say to J "here's your money back but don't spend it in that machine again, not now I've got it all back" J says "no". ((Dream Skip))
I'm walking about in this big place and see a woman who is cleaning. I walk around a little more and see one of those rides that you stand up in and it spins you around, I notice that the woman I saw cleaning is on it. This ride now turns into like a transporter machine, you know, like the pod things in the film "the fly", there are 2 of these pods. In the other pod I see a young girl, about 17, she has her earphones in, she is listening to her music and having a jig about to it . The 2 women don't realise what these machines are. All of a sudden I see blue and purple go through the wires and hear the crackle of electricity. I look at the pods and now the girls body is where the woman's was and the woman's is where the girls was. The girl screams wildly but she has the woman's voice so now I know they have swapped bodies and think "holy shit!!!!".

My friends and I are walking through a college skyscraper. We're trying to find the pool for some reason. We get to the roof and there is a person who says something to us and then his hair turns into wings and he flies away. It switches to more of a movie about two brothers, seems like a comedy. Their father makes them go to the same roof, and they grab a rope hanging from a helicopter. The helicopter starts to fly off so they're left hanging by the rope, flying through the air. I was thinking "Man, that's so unrealistic. There's no way they'd be able to hold on to that." The rope breaks and one of the brothers starts to fall, but the other one tries to catch him. He starts swinging back and forth, trying to catch his (ridiculously long) ponytail.

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There's this cute girl that I did my interview with when I applied at WalMart. In the dream, we started dating but she got upset because she found furry stuff on the internet via my computer (Which is funny, because she's a furry.) All I remember is just trying to find her so we could talk it out.

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It's the end of the world, and my people are slowly starting to die off. The planet has been swept by a disease that seems incurable. We've tried every medicine that we could think of, even creating new ones in our labs. The only survivors are members of my family.

But there was one thing that we didn't try.

I don't remember how I found her, but I was amazed at what I saw. A tree in the middle of the forest, with her bark wrapped around a person as they slept. No, not sleeping. In a sort of meditative state, maybe? I just stood there and stared at her, and she spoke to me. I felt an unexplainable bond with this tree, like she was a daughter to me. She told me that the person had been inflicted with the disease and that they came to her for help. She wrapped her bark around them and helped them, curing them of the disease.

I went to my family, telling them of my discovery. My grandmother was very interested in the tree, as well as some other members of my family that I didn't really know that well. My daughter, however, was getting upset with how much time I spent with the tree.

Skip forward a bit; my daughter caught the disease. I told her to go to the tree to cure herself, but she wouldn't listen. I continued to beg her, but one day, she was gone.

Help me, father.

I'm in a space station. A voice echoes through my head and I run as fast as I can, trying to keep myself from crying so that I can see.

Help me.

I'm running through the aisles of what looks like a supermarket, looking for my daughter. Suddenly, I realize that the voice in my head isn't my daughter's. It's the tree's. I continue to run, looking for my daughter. She comes first. I didn't want her to think that I loved the tree more.

I find my daughter leaning against the ends of one of the aisles, maybe crying. She's sick. Really sick. I hug her and tell her that I love her, and that everything will be okay.

I find the tree. She is in the space station, replanted here. She doesn't seem to mind, but then why was she calling for help?

No, she didn't need help. She was leading me to my daughter.

I convince my daughter to let the tree help her. She refuses to let the tree wrap the bark around her, but she just sleeps while leaning against her. I think it works. I think she's been cured.

(This dream, although there was a dream between it and when I woke up, and although I'm posting this about an hour after I woke up, still hurts my heart. I won't be forgetting this feeling anytime soon. Is this the feeling of fear a father gets when he thinks he's going to lose his daughter? If so, I pray for all of the fathers out there who have felt this way.)

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My friends and I are playing a racing game, something about fire and how someone was drinking alcohol so they exploded or something.

March 18, 2012

I was watching a tv news clip. I saw a tall, thin white man speaking. It was the President and my husband. He made a big political decision that his opponents did not like. At that very moment, I got word for the Secret Service that my daughter was at risk. The opposition had a plan to kidnap her and keep her hostage until the president changed his plan. I immediately drove to her school. (In waking life, I drove to my own school where I teach.) I spoke to Kristina, the administrative assistant and asked if my daughter *Jamie* had been picked up. (I changed the girls name because I actually gave the name of the only girl in my class.) She told me no, she was in class. So I asked her to please have her brought to me and we were going to hide in the school. I then told her that two men were going to come in here with offical papers stating that they could pick her up from school. I told her that this was not true and that it was an attempt to kidnap her. Kristina asked if I wanted to just take Jamie with me and leave but I told her I thought I may have been followed and that the two men were going to arrive any minute. As soon as Jamie was there we went and hid in an office. I piled pillows and blankets on top of her so that she wasn't seen through the window. I saw the men walk in to the school. I also saw them walk around the school and look for her. They looked inside my car and then left.

Mood: Very fast paced, I drove so fast to the school that it took seconds. I spoke so fast that Kristina needed to ask me things twice. My heart was racing. I felt very determined.