Last night's dreams seem to be a little more along the lines of my usual dreams, though I was never really lucid. I am figuring that lucidity will improve as my recall improves. Free For All I am a fighter in a game of Dungeons and Dragons Online, I am carrying a nasty and cool looking sword. There is a tournament of some kind going on, where players are all fighting against other players. Things are set up so players can get KO'ed but not killed, so the scores are based on the overall performance and 'kills' by each player. I am fighting against a rather big guy with an even bigger axe. He proves to be very strong, but his tactics are way too predictable. After avoiding a couple of his attacks I am able to identify a pattern in his attacks and get past his defenses. I knock him out and then continue exploring a forest area where the tournament is taking place, it is a very realistic looking forest, looks just as real as any forest in the waking world. I am a bit distracted by the surrounding environment when I get surprised by another player attacking me. This is a man with a sword, and as opposed to the first one, he seems quite a bit more skilled. This fight goes on considerably longer than the first one, but I am finally able to get the upper hand and take him down. I am quite a bit more tired from that fight as I continue exploring the forest. Aquarium Jumping I am at some huge series of aquariums, looking at the various ocean life in them. There are assorted fish, many kinds of fish, in every imaginable color. There are also sharks, stalking the aquariums as if they are on the hunt. I see a woman in the water, she is swimming as if she herself was part fish, swimming like a mermaid and I see she is one… She is jumping like a dolphin. Jumping from one aquarium to another, practically flying between them. It seems the sharks are trying to catch her, jumping out of the water and grabbing at her, but always a bit too slow as she proceeds to the next aquarium. It seems she is trying to jump from aquarium to aquarium until she reaches the safety of an aquarium not far from me where there are only fish, no sharks. I see there is a man in one of the tanks, one of the tanks with sharks in it. He is trying to get to the side of the tank to get out. The mermaid jumps into his tank and tries to get him to hang on to her properly so she can still jump. But instead he seems in a blink panic and is grabbing frantically at the mermaid to keep from being pulled away by a shark. She tries to jump with him on her but can't do it, instead, his blind panic makes him lose his grip and fall back to the water while the mermaid clumsily falls in a neighboring tank. The sharks swarm the man and tear him apart in a feeding frenzy. The mermaid looks sad that she wasn't able to save him, but no less determined to save herself… she takes advantage of the distraction and makes the final few jumps to the safe tank. She swims over to us observers and hands me a beautiful flower, saying life was needlessly lost, but don't let any more sparks die. Imagination Is Real I am in a strange place with some other people. I think one of them is MoSh, another of them might be Nomad… We are all in a world that somehow doesn't seem quite stable, it seems to be changing and shifting around us. The world around us is reforming as time passes, morphing from one form into another. Someone is talking to us, I don't see the person who is speaking, but the voice sounds familiar, maybe it is Q? He is talking about traveling through dimensions without actually opening a portal, just phasing through the dimensional boundaries, sliding sideways sort of through the worlds and watching them slip by. The effect is that one feature morphs into another as everything gradually shifts from one place to another. Mountains slowly smooth out into hills, flat areas rise up to form mountains, low areas fill up with water and then rise up and are covered by trees… buildings sprout out of nowhere and various races of people, not necessarily all human, are living there and going about their lives without seeming to notice us. For a while we are under water and there is a society of dolphins swimming around us. Q says for me to imagine where I want to go and I will soon be there. He says that whatever I can imagine exists somewhere, the universe is that vast. So when one person tells another, "That isn't real… you just made that up…" is really a nonsensical statement since it surely exists somewhere. Precious I am in a room with my ex boyfriend, he is singing a song, I recognize the song is titled Precious by Depeche Mode. It seems he is trying to say he is sorry for how he has treated me in the past. Here are the lyrics to the song: Precious and fragile things, need special handling. My God what have we done to you? We always tried to share, the tenderest of care. Now look what we have put you through. Things get damaged, things get broken. I thought we'd manage but words left unspoken Left us so brittle there was so little left to give… Angels with silver wings shouldn't know suffering. I wish I could take the pain for you If God has a master plan that only He understands I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through. Things get damaged, things get broken. I thought we'd manage but words left unspoken Left us so brittle there was so little left to give… I pray you learn to trust have faith in both of us. And keep room in your hearts for two. Things get damaged, things get broken. I thought we'd manage but words left unspoken Left us so brittle there was so little left to give…
A few weeks ago I had a rather funny and complicated dream involving a man who has the ability to quickly open manholes from anywhere, on ANY surface, even on a concrete street. I suspect he used some sort of device to accomplish this and I think these manholes are possibly gateways to another dimensions/realities/parallel universe. The man bears some resemblance to the actor mr. Christopher Lee (I made a small illustration depicting a manhole with mr. Lee in it). The man always wears a distinctive black hat. I was very surprised to see such magic (creating manholes out of the blue) and on one occasion I was able to follow him into a manhole because he wasn't paying attention. The manhole led me to a strange concrete complex with 6 or 7 machines. Each machine was capable of holding one person, but only a few were used. There was official looking staff overlooking some processes. There was one separate room which seemed to contain the oldest of all the machines in those spaces (some in the main entrance looked newer, far more advanced). The oldest machine held one man who was sweating. He was in some sort of a trance or dying. Suddenly there was trouble with the machinery/some sort of supercomputer had failed/or some conduit had suffered from heavy power fluctuations. I could see electrical sparks coming from one particular room. The staff was not at all concerned with my presence, even though I was intruding the complex. Everyone was rushing to fix what was seemingly broken. I never saw the man with the black hat again nor have I ever spoken with him. I don't know what the machines were used for. I could not recognise any of the electronics used but the machines depended heavily on it. Has anyone had a similar dream like this involving manholes/gateways to other dimensions or perhaps even seen the man wearing a black hat that could open these gateways? note: The manhole picture used is an artwork designed by the Indian sculptor Anish Kapoor, I used the picture to illustrate what I saw in my dream.
Updated 07-25-2011 at 10:01 AM by 32472
a May 25 2011 Key: My words My thoughts Someone else's words {information from telepathy, not spoken} {} [Comments now] [] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There is a house that I can see through this gray fog…oh that’s my old house. Hmm, I feel like I could visit myself there. The fog clears and I am in the road. Wow looks like the old neighborhood but like it’s different, or a different place that has the same feel. Must a different dimension where my old neighborhood was laid out a little differently and a different me lives here. I go up to a sign that feels like mine. It is one of those signs people can tow behind their cars and some times they park them some place. Instead of the letter slots it had a large plexiglass sign which could have other smaller signs attatched to it. http://www.affordable-portable-signs...0SIGNS%201.jpg It has tons of words on it and all of them extreme and religious with lots of “the Lord, REPENT NOW, GOD", and of course "THE END IS NEAR” all in yellow bold letters on a black background. Ug, really? My other self is a religious fanatic? I feel sad. I can still explore a bit. There are a lot of houses around that look ones I knew but from a past dream. The dreams fades. .... I see some colors. The colors are becoming a sofa, and oh, there are two hot ladies on it that looked like their hair was from the 1960’s. I am kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa admiring the beauties, they are giggling and feeling nervous but adventurous. The one on the right takes off her top! The also brunette, and looking a lot like the one on the right, also takes off her top. Your not pretty unless your topless. Another brunette to the right sits down on the arm rest and giggles. I see up one of their dresses at their panties. Ok time to take control of this dream and have some fun! Dream fades to dark. "Your not pretty unless your topless"? That doesn't sound like me, that's a sad thing to say. I see something red. Oh, I see, it’s a blanket from my childhood home that was usually on my moms bed. This is my mom's room from my childhood. Wow this room is a mess! I never remember her keeping it this messy, she was a bit of a clean freak! I don’t feel her presence, maybe she’s on vacation. There must be something I need to do around the house but I can’t think of anything. What was that movement? Oh it’s a cat…and another 2 cats. And a cat ran out from under the bed! I don’t recognize any of these cats and they all feel different than any cats I have known. Maybe I should feed them. I walk to the kitchen. Dream fades to black in mid strides. I see a brick cinder block wall painted gray. There are lockers next to it. A girl (white 20 something shoulder length black hair) comes up to me and asks me something, I’m not sure what she just said, I am not fully integrated into this dream yet. Umm, I’m not sure. (that should cover it) She is giving me a quizzical look. A guy (white late 20’s, dressed a little formal for school in a dress shirt and dress slacks): Hey whats up? He seems worried. Guy: What are you doing here? ? He walks over to a bulletin board and looks at a paper on it listing something. {he is looking at a class schedule.} Guy: You are late for class! {by about 45 minutes! And this is the first day!!} ?? Guy: walks off shaking his head in disbelief. The girl is still there watching this whole thing. Wow 45 minutes. First days were sometimes the most important. I could miss it if the was an undergraduate class but this is a law school class. I can’t even go now! I haven’t done any reading at all, I am so toast now!! Well I can’t worry about it now, at least I can do whatever till that class is over. Why is she staring at me like that? I wake up. [A black haired girl acting strange? I have to wonder if this anyone like the short haired girl I see so often in my dreams. She sure is close to it. And I do not have a "thing" for brunettes.]
12.04.2011The life of Her (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This was an extremely long dream. I can only recall fragments from the first part of the dream. Several days, nights, months and years happened in this dream. I think I was a spirit guide from a lady since she was born until she was old. The whole dream covered the life of her. She had no name, so I call her, "Her" It felt odd to be a dream, I was not lucid and I was not Astral Traveling either. - Her was born. Female, blonde, special child. She could see me. - Years passed, she had a hard childhood. She only could trust me. I was in a hotel with Her. Her was about 10.. The hotel did not have much decor, it was mainly a wooden closet, a bed with a green cover and two brown lamps. There was an odd lamp by the closet that made noises and revealed images from the future when you walked by, but I was uncomfortable, so I left. I started to talk with Her. Music sounded in the dream. She was sad because she had no friends. I told her to be assured people loved her. I told her she had indeed friends. Now I was at a swimming pool. Her was about 18. Her was nervous and excited at the same time. She was going to have a race. She jumped on the second aisle of the right of the pool. Two female ladies tried to screw her, however, a third lady, who was Mexican jumped between then and pushed Her to the corner. Her was happy that she did not have to deal with the other two ladies anymore. A gun was shot and the race started. Her dove and started to swim very fast, she arrived second, someone arrived prior to her and received the gold medal. Her left the swimming pool to me her only friend, or maybe two friends. I was floating in the middle of the pool, now empty. I could see the spectators seats. The seats were wooden and they had a shape like a pyramid. The sits were so next to each other that I could slide on them and get into the pool. Oddly, I did not splashed. Now I was in some gardens. Her was about 40. Her found some hidden stuff of a friend. Her told me she was not a fancy city gal but a more rural gal who grow in the woods. She told me she had to act like a city gal to fit in. There was a small wooden house under a couple of trees. There was a sink in the middle of the house, but not faucets, just the sink. The sink looked old and damaged. There was not pipe on the bottom of the sink. I saw some blood under the sink (on the ground) I was in a big forest, but it had almost no trees. Her was on her 80s. One of her last wishes was to take a picture of me, with her. I told her I did not belong to that world and I doubted the camera could picture me, but I tried. There camera had a two inch radius objective that was tried to a cord. She moved the objective and placed it on my forehead. Her said, "Right where the Third Eye is!" Then, she moved the objective back to the camera. It was dawn and after several tries, only her appeared on the photo. I decided to take some pictures of her and I told her that my energy would be within her photos. Her was happy. She smiled, lied down in the ground and died with a smile on her face. Shortly, I woke up.
I once had a dream I was an inter-dimensional travelling "mage" class type character. I actually remember the map I pulled out and looked at in order to travel between dimensions...as far as the vivid imagery is concerned I was more like a god of my own realm in this sense...I actually had a companion with me, another mage, but I didnt know who he was or I cant remember his looks to know if he exists IRL. The coolest part about this dream though was when I opened a portal to another dimension and I actually woke up...after waking up I remember thinking bad thoughts because I didnt get to see what was inside the portal. Then I tried going back into the same dream. I actually was able to enter this dream and see myself come out of a portal...whether or not it was the same portal I entered is beyond me, however I know now from this experience it is possible to re-enter the same "concept" of the dream you "lost". This was worth the dream all together in my mind...Has anyone else had this experience before?
Dream Lucid Partially lucid False Awakening. Note: I'm not sure how to categorize this dream. I felt fully conscious, but I didn't think of it as a dream. I thought of it as another reality. So I'll just categorize it as partially lucid. Feb. 21, '11: I had been dropped off at home by somebody. (there had been more to the dream before this part) The house was my old childhood home. I went outside to look for my neighbor's house, and see what he was doing, but his house wasn't there. My house was attached to a school. There was a picnic table out front, with lots of people around. I realized that I was not in my regular reality (partially lucid). I walked along a sidewalk with other students. There was some kind of object I picked up (?). I met a girl, we walked together. She was kind of short, maybe wore glasses and a head covering. She had darkish skin. We were friends, possibly more. I told her she could have sent me a message (to my world) to let me know she was going to bring me here, so I would expect it. She said she did. I laughed, remembering a person who had said something to me that didn't make sense. I said the message had been too subtle, or vague. She seemed surprised by this. I explained that people in my world are not taught how to recognize signs and messages from other worlds, or dimensions. We were in a place kind of like India. I asked her where we were. She said "San," spelled either SAN or SAHN. Then we kissed and parted ways. Then I met my cat, Wilton. In that dimension he was intelligent and could talk. He use to live with me, in my world, but had moved to the other dimension and had been living there for a while. I was visiting him. He had his own business. He rented a room inside a larger building. There was a sign over the door with a stylized painting of a cat on it, and it said he was something like a private investigator, exterminator. Mostly he caught mice. His business was on the first floor. there was no furniture, only a carpet. Wilton lived on the second floor, in a small apartment above the business. There was a narrow staircase to his apartment. He had a huge bed, the size of two large beds put together, but no other furniture that I saw. I found a stack of papers, some with doodles on them, by me. there were little cartoon doodles of the girl I saw earlier (maybe to help me remember her?) I woke up, aware of my body in bed. Without getting up, started writing the word "San," and "Sahn," and one other variant. Then I pinched my nose and breathed and I realized I was still dreaming. I stood up from bed in Wilton's apartment. I asked if it was morning there. I felt like the moment I was awake in my world when I was sleeping in the other dimension. Wilton and I went into his bathroom. He had a small plastic toilet. I emptied it and washed it in the sink. I saw that he drank water from a small plastic trashcan. I told him he needed a bowl and I would get him one.
Updated 02-21-2011 at 10:14 PM by 36900
18.02.2011Blue dimension (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in San Diego downtown. I was with my meetup group of meditation. I was in front of the Red Lotus Society for a guided meditation session. I realized it was thurday, there was no meditation of Thursday and I was not hosting one either. I figured I was dreaming. I saw a female friend who comes to my meetup group. For some reason, I lost lucidity. I wanted to meet with her somewhere around the area. She told me with telephaty that she was at the sports bar. There were several sports bars around. I entered a couple but I could not find her. I turned lucid again for some reason and decided to look for Dreamer. I recalled she opens portals with her fingers, so I attempted the same. I drew a circle with my fingers, however, the portal was too small, I could not find it. I attempted to draw another portal, with success. I entered the portal and I was floating in a different dimension. There were nothingness. It was empty, however, it was all blue. I was in an endless blue atmosphere. I could see different tones of blue but that's it. I figured I was going to be alone for a long time in there, so I drew another portal. I exited the portal and appeared in a beach. I lost lucidity. Something happened with a car, but I do not recall well.
Updated 06-20-2014 at 06:46 AM by 31830
a Very productive night and a full LD. As I have been doing lately, I went to bed reading my old DJs. While reading I discovered a bunch of people in a dream from 1995 that are the same as the group of dream friends I have now! I do not know these people outside the dream world and in fact the last siting was at the enclosure with the short haired girl. I had forgotten this old dream and will be looking for more through the thousands of pages of DJ scribblings. Dream 1 : Childhood Home Lucid 100% I was in my old childhood home's sun-room on a sunny day and the sun was pouring in all golden and radiant. I was amazed at how lucid and clear minded I was. I stepped up to one of the many windows and drew back the yellow lace curtains and was amazed to see this place was my old childhood home! I realized what was happening right away and nudged with my elbow into the person besides me that I thought was my mother (I never looked) "This is a dream! This is not now ours, the Zennusies own it." remarking on the ownership of the house. Then I see the old metal shed in the corner of the yard is gone and there are drag marks across the lawn like someone dragged it out to the garbage in the front yard. To my mom I say "so the shed is gone?" I thought she had moved it. She said nothing and I felt she was confused. I had no time to lose vainly trying to convince dreamers that this is a dream, I had to enjoy! I looked out at the yard and it looked more crappy than I had recalled but yes now I remember it really was this bad. Imagine a grass lawn that had never seen weedkiller or fertilizer in 30 years. "I can see individual blades of grass!" The blade stuck out from its background of dirt, one of many dirt patches. The vividness was every bit on pare with physical reality! I ran to the back door to this sun-room. It was always made fun of for having this crappy door with too many locks but this time I imagined many locks and there they were and I chuckled as I unlocked them all to get out, "click, click, click, click". I ran out into the yard and remembered someone saying on DV that they ate grass to increase lucidity, this thought discussed me for a slight millisecond till I realized this is not physical grass it's harmless. I found the blade I was looking at from the window, or close enough, and pulled at it but it was tough to pull up! I gave it the thought to pull out and "pop" it pulled out. I chewed on it and it had some grit like dirt on it and oddly didn't taste like grass but something like weak black licorice! I was in heaven (figuratively!)! Walked to where the shed would have been in the corner of the yard with my eyes closed to feel the dream's senses. I recalled Hyu doing this on Terraluna and gaining lucidity. I concentrated on my breathing in and the taste of the licorice grass and even a slight breeze on my face, I could feel everything; hands, feet in shoes, everything! I was near the shed now, seeing with my mind not my vision, but thought I should not see the shed there or else it may interfere with the particular version of the dream I was in and that may lead to loss of stability. So I turned away from the shed's place and walked out of the yard around the garage. "This is crappier than I remember too" I thought. In the road I looked back at all the houses just as they used to be in my youth. The house right next-door was a perpetual dump and here it was right in front of me in all its pathetic glory, I was excited and yelled in my amazement "That's the crap house! Ha!" I looked at the other houses they were all the same, what a great copy of everything! Time was a wasting, I needed to think of something to do, in a LD, fast! I couldn't think of anything, the physical world seemed too strange and too far off, like an imaginary place you are sure exists but can only barely picture. Then something came to me and although I knew it wasn't what I really wanted, I didn't want to waste time being bored lest I lose dream control. "Give me a portal to another dimension." Nothing happened. I had to direct it. I looked down at the road and flicked my hand down at it saying the same thing and a tiny portal appeared. It looked like a black and blue portal about the size of the palm of a hand! Kind of small but this is a dream, it'll do. I continued what I was saying for clarification about the dimension "one that I'll understand." I didn't want to see weird stuff I couldn't even benefit from or stuff so strange I lose dream control. I walked over to the little portal and it sucked me in and around in circles. I saw a lot of black and blue swirls. Then I saw a motorcycle just floating in the mix of it all! I was thinking "WTH? Why's that here?" Then all of a sudden I am in a doorway to a girls room (the walls are pinkish and the white dresser with mirror is in front of the girls) and the girls in there are hurriedly putting on makeup in the mirror like its a race. I notice one of them but I can't imagine how this scene can have her in it and ever be! The girls then all run out of the room in their race but don't seem to notice me to any degree, I'm sure I am invisible, I remember the feeling from other LDs. I get a good look and yes it is Svetlana! She is Russian, born and raised, how is she in this crazy American home with all these kids? In shock I just call her name "Svetlana??" as if to say "is THAT you?" She stopped in her tacks and turned around! but she didn't look at me at all and instead picked up one of 2 hair clips on the floor. (The ugly green carpet btw was pretty dirty.) She then ran off to catch up to her friends. I figured she had heard me but couldn't recognize me. On one level people can hear you but still ignore you in this state, they are having their dreams too and I am not supposed to be in it. I followed her into the living room. She ran left but I stood to the right at the doorway hiding behind the wall so no one that can't see me bumps into me. There are about 4 other people watching TV (1 adult, 3 kids in sweat pants and shirts and white socks) There is a kitchen to my left with warm moist air coming out like there is a big dinner being made in there and I could feel people in there. So there were maybe 9 people in the house. A chubby little boy about 9 years old ran by and I got a good look but never seen him before. The dream quickly collapsed and I was comfortably thrust back into my sleeping body and darkness. I instinctively knew what time it was and it was earlier than I needed to be up but I could write this out now. This was a valuable dream so I wrote it down (4 pages) in the dark for 3 pages. Post script: If this really was a parallel world I was in, then all I could think was that maybe Svetlana was adopted by an American family and this was her life. I'm not sure why I latched onto her, she was a marginal character in my life and only know her a bit and then only for a month. The length of this recounting refers to the LDs detail not the actual length which was at most 5 minutes!
Good morning everybody. I remember two dreams from last night. But my memory of both is a little fuzzy. I took some NyQuil last night because I have a cold. Dream #1 I had just gotten off a plane. I got into an old, baby blue VW Beetle, which was in something like an underground parking lot. I'm not sure exactly what I did in the Beetle, because I didn't move the car. I walked up into some kind of terminal corridor at the airport. There were very few people around. The place looked old and dim. I walked though this terminal and into another parking garage. I was walking through this parking garage as if I were just going to walk straight out of the airport. But then I remembered that I had a car in this parking garage, and that I needed to drive it home. It was actually my mom's car. It was a Cadillac, like from the 1970s. I turned around and walked back in the direction I had come from. I may have been able to see back into the terminal, which may now have looked like a big, empty living room with a big concession stand in it. I found the Cadillac parked so it faced a concrete wall. I got in and began to pull it out of the parking space. I figured this would be a fine car to drive back to my mom's house. But then I remembered that I already had my mom's other car, the VW Beetle, parked in the parking garage on the other side of the airport and way underground. I stopped the Cadillac, trying to figure which car I should drive back to my mom's house. I hated the Beetle. But it was my mom's car, and I would have to bring it back to her. I couldn't figure out how I could get both cars home. I also couldn't figure out how I'd gotten both cars here in the first place. I pulled the car back into the parking space. Something about that action felt so good that I did it again and again. I couldn't quite get the car between the lines of the parking space. I began imagining myself as a businessman from the 1970s: a tall, white, handsome man with blue eyes, a silly kind of permed hair-do, and a full but well-trimmed beard. The man's hair was brown but greying a little. The man wore a very slim grey suit with a pale blue shirt. Dream #2 A man and woman in their 40s or 50s were trying to escape from some group of people. The man and woman ended up in a room in a building like a mansion. In this room, you would perform some kind of ritual and it would do something like make you immortal. The man had gotten the woman to undergo this ritual before the people had come. The view had been from outside the room, so I couldn't see what had happened inside the room. Now it was like everything had started all over again. The man and the woman went to a few different places. Then they ended up being pursued by people who didn't want them to do the ritual. The man and woman were on the run. They were back at the mansion. They stood inside a dim, wood-walled room. They were trying to unlock and open a huge, heavy wood door. There was a feeling of urgency, as if the people pursuing the man and woman could be here at any moment. The lights in the room were flickering on and off, as if it were thundering inside. Finally the man and woman got the door open. Beyond the door there was a lot of flashing. I was really curious what this whole thing was about, and I didn't want this "movie view" from outside the room. I really wanted to see what happened in the room. I now identified with the man. I was him. I stood in the room. The room was wide and square, and it was almost entirely taken up by a strange pool. The pool seemed to be filled with clouds rather than liquid. The clouds may also have been flashing, as if with lightning. I now understood that this pool was some kind of portal to another dimension. The man and woman knew the people were coming. So they had to jump in the pool. The man/I decided to go first this time. I jumped out really far and did some kind of twirling diver move. I began descending through the clouds. There was white light and a calm, but almost electric, feeling all around me.
Updated 10-27-2010 at 12:25 PM by 37466
Dimension Transportation: It had something to do with dimensions. Possibly how one can cross before and enter new dimensions. It was all about the energy. It seems that birds can enter new dimensions at a higher energy. The dimension in particular had a pulsing orange color and had a yellow bird, likely a canary at its forefront. Mysterious Place: I was in some small room, it was a bit dark but there was enough light to see some of the equipment around. A couple of meters ahead and to my right, was a wooden door. It was open a bit and had no handle. On the wall next to it, was a wooden clock. It was all made of wood and had an octagonal shape. Everytime this clock ticked, the door would close a tiny amount eventually fully closing and likely locking me in the room. I had a feeling that I was in some sort of maze or some game and I had to reach the door before it fully closed. I made a leap to the door as the clock ticked a couple more time and forced my way through the door making it to the other side. I can only recall seeing a restroom at the wall facing the door which I decided to visit. I thought about taking a shower and I have just closed the door when I hear a scream and my mom comes in. I ask "What's wrong?" and she replies "that the bird has caught her white towel with his beak and dropped it on the floor" Office Food? I was sitting in some office building. The floor had greyish carpets and there was large windows behind me. I was sitting on a chair facing a computer terminal and had some co-workers sitting at the terminals to my left. I think the ceiling was white and there was a wall behind my terminal. The place was organized, such as every group of terminals had a wall blocking their view to the front, similar to a cubicle style, but, rectangular in nature. A friend's girlfriend comes over to me and asks me about chili paper(?). She wanted me to re-print it for her. I take her to a room down the hall and ask her for more details. Something about her not getting along with her teacher and the possibility of winning an award. I went back to my chair and gave it some thought. A co-worker who overheard some of the conversation asked me what she wanted and I told her the story. I think she said that I shouldn't. I was still considering printing it, since, I was considering the price. Pharmacy Visit: Something about a pharmacist and I think a guy wanting some medicine. Thoughts: Hurray for REM rebounds Probably my best night for dream recall. I'm starting to wonder if the first and second dream are actually linked together or not since it's the same bird, kinda of like a story. The first two dreams seem to be interesting, since, I've only ever had one dream that involved the term dimension and I liked the atmosphere of the second(the dark room). I thought the bird being evil with the towel was pretty funny as well As for the third, not much to say, other than being really odd and seems to be mixing different ideas together