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NOTICE: this is the last dream journal entry I made before leaving Dreamviews for an 11-year hiatus. Newer dream journal entries will have a markedly different writing quality and narrative style.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This semi-lucid bugged the hell out of me. I was in my room upstairs, lying in bed, and then I heard my dad screaming from downstairs in a terrifying manner. I became semi-lucid, so I just decided to jump out the window and fly away, but I got stuck mid-air. Then I was suddenly in my bed again, with my dad still screaming, but this time from down the hallway outside my room! I flipped out and took a running jump out the window, in an effort to get past my dad. Once again I tried to fly, once again I got stuck, and once again I ended up in my bed, and at that point, I could feel my dad's presence right there in the bedroom. I felt something, presumably my dad, move beside me as I jumped out the window a third and final time.

When I woke up in my bed after the third time, I was scared that I was experiencing another repeat.

This was a total of three false awakenings, which were probably all part of the same dream because of the similar contents.

It was early in the morning; my guess is that the time was around 7:00 AM. I was lying in my bed with my eyes closed; the unusually light and airy duvet cover was up to a little below my chin, and the bedroom was pitch-black. No light whatsoever was coming in from the single window on the wall, which was on the wall opposite of where I was facing: I was on my stomach, my head half-sunk into my pillow but turned towards the door of my room. The door was open, which led to a hallway adjacent to the entrance of my room; if you were to turn left, walk a few feet and turn right, the stairs were right there. They led downstairs to the main level of the house. There was a very, very faint yellow light coming from the hallway, most likely from downstairs, although there was no apparent light source - it was just a faded wash of a slight lighting over the entire room.

In bed I felt very tired, like a stone. I didn't want to get up but I knew that it was time for school, so I slowly pushed the covers back; they bunched up like an accordion - I usually fold them back, but I didn't catch onto the fact that I was dreaming quite yet. It was when I actually stood up that I suddenly became aware enough to question if I was in a dream. I didn't do an RC, but I simply knew that I was asleep at a fairly low level of awareness. I looked at my night table, which was right next to my bed (and therefore beside me once I got out of bed), and noticed I didn't have an alarm clock at all there, even though there should've been one.

I didn't say anything, though.

Moments later, once I was out of bed, I heard my dad in the lower level of the house shouting at me in a very stern, tense voice to "get downstairs!"

This terrified me, and I had this creeping feeling that the dream was going to become a nightmare if I just stood there. So I opened the door of my room a bit more to go through it, and I took a running leap into the hallway. The hallway was adjacent to my bedroom, with the wall opposite of the door only being a half-wall. Past that, if you were to look down, you'd be seeing the first floor. On the wall past this half-wall was a big window, and this is where I jumped into. I leaped onto the half-wall with a big jump and then glided right into the glass; however, I didn't smash it; I merely went through it like a ghost.

It was very dark outside so I couldn't see practically anything, but I was beginning to lose lucidity anyways. I flapped my arms and kicked my legs once I got three or four feet outside the window, which didn't do much - I didn't pick up speed or even move forward that much. I was just suspended.

I woke up in my bed.

Or, did I?

In actuality, I had just entered a false awakening, and it was the same scenario as before. This time, however, my dad's voice didn't come from downstairs, but in the hallway, quite a few feet away from the door of my room. I ran and jumped through the window again, still slightly conscious, but met the same predicament where I was floating, getting nowhere.

I woke up one more time into the dream but this time, my dad's voice was coming from inside my room, which was very dark like before. It was a whisper this time, situated behind me (I was lying on my side facing my room's door again) - I didn't waste any time bolting out of bed and making a total beeline for the window. The same thing happened and at this point, I had just enough awareness left to start freaking out, wondering this time if my dad would be able to reach through the window and grab my foot, pulling me back in...

Then I woke up for real.

I did many reality checks after that P.O.S. dream.

28.2 Fragments
First

I’m in a space shuttle, closing in on a larger ship. When I look down I see the continents, and I see fields, forests and rivers, and a few buildings. The setting is rural, but there is some very advanced technology as well.

Second

I’m in a forest and I have to survive there for a couple of hours, I don’t remember why. There are two or three other people there, and they are the reason survival might be a problem. I have a log to defend myself with and they have sticks. They try to hit me and I block with the log. Then they start playing a game where they pat a small ball around with the sticks. I try to take part, but it’s hard to hit the ball with the log.

Third

I’m outside a large building, almost a castle. There are separate gardens, some have water elements, and walls between the gardens.

Fourth

I’m in the same castle with N and we go to a balcony. There are some tables and chairs, and large open windows with a view of the garden. There is also one window with a very large windowsill. I would like to sit there, on the windowsill, but there is a group of people already sitting there. We settle for a table on the other side.

Fifth

I get tickets to an airplane. I say to S that there is still time for a coffee. When we walk past a coffee shop, there is a long line there and I tell hit that we don’t have time to wait. I think he doesn’t care for the idea anyway


25.2 The Conservationist Wizard and the Missing Boy
First

I’m at a house in the middle of a forest with a group of people. There is a long vehicle with caterpillars and we’re preparing to leave with it. I get in and we tour the are, sometimes going over a wooden bridge and breaking it. The driver is trying to make the point that the are is ruined by pollution. We get out pretty close to the house and I have a look at a pond. There’s some branches and the water looks a bit dirty but not bad. I think we could clean it with the vehicle we have.

The driver, or maybe someone else, goes crouching behind some large rocks, looking at the house. His a soldier now, and clearly more experienced that I am. I follow him and we see a barbarian leader at the house. Somehow his responsible for ruining the forest. The driver gives me a rifle and I attack the barbarian.

The rifle is a wizards staff now, with a clear crystal on top. I point it at the barbarian, who is actually a wizard in a gray robe now. He has a sword but doesn’t use it, and he doesn’t seem to have his staff. He tries to take the staff from me but I keep willing it to stay in my hands. The driver-soldier-wizard-person is actually controlling it from afar. The barbarian-wizard surrenders and we get to settle at the place.

Second

There is a lake with open water, even though it’s winter. I go swimming and I’m a bit surprised to notice that the water is warm.

Third

We’re inside the house now, and there’s a good amount of people there, mostly friends and family. I have a conversation with my brother about my father and then find out that R is missing. They have been looking for him and his presumed dead now. I’m worried but there doesn’t seem to be anything I can do, since it’s been so long and they have looked everywhere.

I try to sleep, I feel really tired, but people keep worrying about R. There is some other thing that they have a problem with, but I don’t remember what. For some reason my bed is in the kitchen and I can hear the talking and worrying very well. I give up sleeping and we all go looking for R one more time.

There is a small river close-by and R has been swimming there. He has used a chain to tie him to the shore, so that the current doesn’t take him. The chain is broken and everyone thinks he has been taken by the current. There is a treehouse just a few meters from the river. When I look at it, someone shouts that R is in there, though there’s no way they could see that. I climb the stairs to the treehouse. Before I get all the way up I hear that there’s someone there. I ask who it is and R answers that he’s there, and that he has some someone in there with him.


21.2, Fragment with Meditation Group

I’m in high hall with winding stairs. I remember coming down the stairs from the third floor but don’t remember much before that. There is a group of people down in the middle of the floor. I know some of them. It’s some kind of a church group. I talk with them and they are talking about some obscure theological thing.

It turns into something like a meditation group and I consider joining them, so far I haven’t had one close by, and I know some of them. They show me a small storage room with all their things, which actually includes a couple cushions and mats and nothing else.

02.21.2012

Stamping images on Lady's Ass, Riding Bicycle and Finding Kaomea?, In Car, Alyzarin's Garden?

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm still looking for Kaomea, but I'm also looking for Alyzarin. Funny thing is....I had a dream where I SWEAR she was there (Kaomea).

The other dream on the other hand....I don't know if it was Alyzarin or not, but damn did I wake up with an erection. O.O

Dream 1: Stamping images on Lady's Ass

Note: I just say it was a threesome because it seemed like I was recalling what happened AFTER we did whatever we did. Kind of like just cuddling and admiring this random woman's ass

I was in bed with some lady, I couldn't get her facial features, all I saw was her ass, I think she was standing up wanting to get her butt stamped with some kind of logos (Like wtf lol, this doesn't make sense, it looked like a pedobear logo, but it's too small to assume about that lol). There was some other random dude, but I don't know what he was doing, he was probably just there to look or something.



I'm wondering why the hell she wants that, but I see stamp somewhere near the bed, and I think me or the guy joining in on the fun just start stamping, but the logos weren't showing up (thank goodness it wasn't a pedobear logo ).

Then someone comes in the room, and when I look quickly to see how it was, I saw that we were doing this weird scene near some place that looked like it was going to be a garden!



There was this DC that looks like he's in his 30's, and he comes in and sees what we're doing I think. I quickly try to hide my naked body (I think it's naked) with a blanket. I'm not too sure on what happened next, except that the same person who came was apparently going to be interviewed or asked a few questions.

I'm wondering why would he be asked questions after the questionable stamping of me putting barely noticeable logos of the something....or maybe it was the other guy who did the stamping....yeah I think it was the guy stamping the girls ass.

Even though we were inside a room, looking beyond the glass structure of the entrance (glass door and everything), the ground was brown with stone and everything. The leaves of the trees were very green and lively.

To be honest, I think I may have been closer to finding Alyzarin in this dream if I was lucid, but these are dreams from NON-REM most likely since I woke up around 4:45 AM (slept around 12:45 AM, but probably went into deep sleep around 1:30 AM I bet).

Dream 2: Riding my Bicycle in Circles and Finding Kaomea again?

I was riding my bicycle in circles. This dream, like the one above, is vivid (I'm wondering the reason why it's vivid is because Alyzarin smoked some stuff to help her make them clearer ....probably just me entering the deeper stages of REM, but I'll still be open-minded to that possibility).

The environment represented the University I'm in, and I believe I'm at a dead end when I'm riding the bicycle. I turn around and see a figure that might look like Kaomea, but my memory of the facial features was hazy (but with shared dreaming attempts, I think it's better to feel their energy signature rather than speculating on what they look like).



I don't know what I did after, but apparently I saw a glance of some meeting of random people asking how much of their time they spend working or going to class.

I think most said they did 75% college work and 25% in having a job (but I'm not too sure on those percentages, I just believe it could've been related to Kaomea).

Dream 3: Study Hall in High SChool

I'm in a school setting again, and it feels just like the Study Hall class I took as a Senior my first semester in Mayde Creek High School. I'm near the entrance of the room, and it looks almost exactly like the class room structure. I'm talking with random DCs that I can't really pick up on facial features, but they were trying to tell me how to find someone.

(Now that I think about it, they were probably showing me how to find Alyzarin....since this is the first time in a while since I had a school related dream....but I'll still be open to the possibility that this dream was just an association with waking life....but again...I feel it was created by my intention to find Alyzarin).

I'm trying to pay attention to where they were pointing and explaining, but they were pretty much gave useless information, or maybe it was me not paying attention. I turn my back to see the small window on the classroom door to see if anyone was there, but I don't think I saw anyone.

Then I turn back to the classroom again, and I try to move my head and neck to see who's in front of the class (the seating arrangement was where the desks where facing opposite of the classroom door).

I know I saw random DCs, but it was too bland and simple for me to really know they're faces.

Dream 4: Mother is Driving (DILD)

I'm inside a car with my mother, and she's driving. Eventually, I know that I'm dreaming after we argue over trivial things (couldn't remember them, probably wasn't even an argument in the first place), and I tried to move, but I wanted to just looks at the traffic ahead of us. I saw the sign that signals people to walk or stop, but the dream starts to fade away because I stared too much at the view for too long.



But there was NO way in hell I was going to fail this time....I woke up, but I believe my eyes were closed....I was sort of dissapointed that I actually knew I was dreaming, but I didn't want to move. It was one of those moments where you just sit and wonder....and you're like...holy $$$$. But I wasn't excited from this dream inside the car with my mother, I just had a realization

Dream 5: Appering Inside Alyzarin's House? (WILD or DEILD)

Again, this could be a WILD, but it was most likely a DEILD since I don't remember waking up again after Dream 4 to do a successful WILD. I apologize for the rambling, but I'm just PUMPED UP and excited from this!

(I think the reason why I rarely became lucid in my dreams, it wasn't the fact that I just sucked, it's just that I didn't stay up long enough for the WBTB...I stayed about for about an hour and 45 minutes before going back to sleep....well....at least I know the rough estimate to be aware of my dreams quickly now!)

And I know this dream wasn't pretentious since it's still lingering in my mind, and I sure as hell knew I was lucid because of the nose plug RC.

I remain still, seeing the black of my eyes, still in the state of being half awake/sleep from the previous dream.

I see images rushing through my head, and I swore I saw an image from a character from the avatar, and I heard music playing as well, and it sounded familiar like the video below. (The guy at 18 seconds to 19 seconds....and 38 seconds until the end of the video is part of what I experience (not exact, but it's a pretty accurate experience I had)...




As I'm seeing more images flash before my eyes, I see this yellow background, and it turns into this wormhole kind of structure, and I'm just sliding along for the ride to enter the dream state.

But before I'm literally being pulled into this wormhole/blackhole/whatever...for some reason, I said to myself "Alyzarin's Garden....Alyzarin's Garden....Alyzarin's Garden..."

(We had the intention of meeting each other in a school related dream, but something just came over me that time, but I just went with whatever thought was in my mind to just go with the Garden thing...sorry about that Alyzarin!)

Anyway, I'm being grabbed into the dream state, and then I wake up...but it's a False Awakening. I'm pretty sure I know I'm dreaming, but I just wanted to make sure since my eyes immediately opened (I wasn't able to gradually open them).

I let myself linger a little bit while in bed to speculate, and then I decided to get up. I do a nose plug RC, and I'm breathing through. Definitely dreaming! YES!

I stay calm surprisingly (since I'm long overdue for a lucid dream), and I'm looking around my bed a little bit in the dark, trying to take in th environment and stabilize the dream (but I knew I should've done more stabilization) I'm floating a little bit, and then I reach the ground (I wonder if this was an OBE/AP...since I'm usually always on the ground when lucid).

I open the door in my bedroom, and I'm in this area that is very unfamiliar to me. The wooden floors had that shiny wooden polish to it, there were several windows to my right that helped me realize it's still night time or just early morning for me being inside this house.

I think I even see a fancy white fireplace to the left of me as well, but I didn't pay too much attention to this.


I had a hunch that I was inside of a house where there was a garden outside. I saw one of those fancy marble statues of some figure that I can't depict too well. I'm still wondering where the heck I am, and I just look around for a little while.



Then I decided to open the door in front of me to see to verify that I'm dreaming and am in someone's house. I open the door slowly, and I see the backyard of someone's house.

The grass is really green and clean, but I didn't pay too much attention because the moment I opened the door, the alarm initiated, and it sounds just like the one in the other house I use to live in for vacation before heading to college.



I quickly go towards the alarm, trying not to panic too much, so I thought that since this sound is familiar, obviously the code I use to deactivate it would work.

Nothing works, I even tried switching the last two entries in deactivating the alarm, but NOTHING works!

That's when I started to panic.....I'm definitely in someone's house. It feels quiet too, like no one is in the house. I didn't feel afraid or anything, it's just this alarm, and me wondering what I'm going to do in order to deactivate it that woke me up slowly.

I think when I was thinking about going to Alyzarin' Garden, my mind honestly wanted me to be transported there, but just inside of her house (possibly)...I guess it's up to Alyzarin to see if she had a similar experience.

But the backyard garden itself would've been a pretty nice environment to look at. I felt as if I was the only person in this setting, which would've been perfect for a potential shared dreaming with Alyzarin....oh well. Next time!

Hopefully I can have another success with the WBTB by staying up for a while. Just have to sleep earlier.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out in front of my great grandmother's house in the daytime. I stood looking in through her front window, which IWL was too high for me to look right into.

My great grandma appeared in the window. I probably knew that she was dead. I think I had the feeling that this was either a dream or some kind of paranormal experience allowing me to see my grandma. So I just told myself to keep calm and let things happen.

My grandma slid up the window, as if this were a double-paned window, which it was not IWL. I believe I asked my grandma how she was doing. I didn't believe she would give me an answer, as my "imagination" wouldn't be good enough to "create" a spontaneous answer from her.

But my grandma did answer. She very gently said she was doing fine, but that she was here more to get an idea of how I personally was doing. She told me I should be more concerned about that as well.

My grandma said she had to go take care of something in the house. She may have directed me to come into the house.

I was now in the house, alone my grandma's "guest room," which I spent a lot of time in as a kid. The lights may have been off, but there was natural light coming into the room.

Suddenly I was aware that my mom and my oldest nephew were under the bed. I could hear them talking. I must have felt that they weren't actually quite my mom and my oldest nephew. I felt like they were supposed to scare me somehow.

The lights now went out in the room. I could hear a switch click -- like the daylight coming in through the windows was controlled by a light switch. The room was now dark as night, with just a bit of light coming from the hallway.

My nephew's voice began laughing insidiously, like he was really trying to scare me. I got the feeling that he wasn't really my nephew, but a demon.

I yelled at the voice, "I'm not afraid of you! You can't scare me!"

I got the feeling that the body for the voice had actually transformed into a monster like a Chinese dragon, with something of a human body, and that the monster would soon jump out from under the bed to attack me.

I’m going on vacation with my family, I think to Cape Cod. The rest of my family is riding in one car and I’m going in a car with my dad. While my dad is driving along, I think I see my 9th grade English teacher out the window, but then it turns out to not be her after all. We stop at some movie theater because for some reason, we’re going to a movie before we leave. But then I’m like, “Or, we could just go.” So then we agree to skip the movie and just leave.
We end up in some vacation house, and I think my aunt and uncle are there, too. At some point while we’re there, I watch “How I Met Your Mother” on a tiny TV in the house’s kitchen. Eventually everyone joins me and they’re all sitting around the TV.

There’s some other part where my family and I go to some carnival. There’s this guy dressed as the Cat in the Hat who is going around making everyone sign his hat. None of us actually want to go on any rides, so instead we all sit in front of this glass class filled with … something. I don’t remember exactly what. I want to say it was sea shells, but that doesn’t seem right. Oh, well. It was something shiny.

I remember another snippet of a dream where my friend and I were running down the stairs of our dorm building, and I was wearing my slippers, and I was telling her about “My Little Pony.”

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

It was night. My mom, one of my nephews, and I stood outside under some kind of shelter, like the shelter over a gas pump island at a gas station. But this shelter was lower, and it seemed a lot brighter underneath, like it was lit with incandescent lights.

There was a lot of stuff under the shelter, like stuff out of a house. The shelter also seemed to be connected either to a house or to a grocery store.

My mom and I had probably come from whatever place the shelter was connected to. I was probably getting ready to leave the shelter altogether, maybe because I felt I needed to.

But now a car like my little brother's car came driving toward me from the building, as if it had been inside the building. The car stopped. It may actually have been driverless. The doors opened. Something like a gust of cold wind may have come out of the car.

I suddenly got the feeling that my actions were hurting somebody's feelings. It may have been my brother. But it may have been a woman, possibly a relative of mine.

I started shivering. Then I started getting a really weird feeling, like I was melting inside. My emotions and my sensations all began quivering and getting really weird. I was shuddering and rubbing my arms. Then I collapsed.

People, probably including my mom, may have helped me up. They may have walked me into the building, which was now a grocery store, although it was supposed to be a hospital.

I was laid down on a hospital bed that was partly walled-off from the grocery store by a hospital room privacy curtain. The space I was in was cluttered.

I had been told that I had gone through the weird physical moment because I had been dehydrated. I knew that my being dehydrated had something to do with the car.

I don't think I felt terribly tired or bad. I may even have been standing up and walking around. But I had been told I had to stay at the place because the doctors were still observing me, making sure I wasn't suffering anymore of the effects of being dehydrated.

At some point a doctor may have come in to see me. The doctor may have been a woman. Or, possibly, after a male doctor had seen me, a female nurse may have come in to see me.

Whoever the woman was, at some point she was so close to me that it was like she was embracing me. She began telling me something about how some other woman, another doctor or another nurse, was either jealous of the woman or jealous of me.

Dream #1:

I’m supposed to be going to see “Beauty and the Beast” (the musical) with my sisters, my mom, and some random guy I don't know. But when we’re getting into the car, I realize I don’t have my ticket. I go back into our house (which looks like my grandparents’ house on the outside, but on the inside it looks like the house we lived in when I was 11) to look for my ticket, but I have no idea where it is. I go into a room and start searching. There are a lot of folders piled around on the floor and I’m sorting through them all trying to find the ticket, but I can’t find it. I go into the bathroom. I can hear the rest of my family talking outside, all of them also looking for the ticket, but apparently they can’t find it either.

Dream #2:

I have another dream where my dad and I are looking at pictures of my grandpa and talking about him.

I am in a house with my Hubby, it's our house but it's a bit different only the dining room is the same. I go into the dining room and push all the chairs back under the table and tidy up. I walk into the kitchen to get a cloth to wipe the table, I walk back to the dining room and when I reach the doorway I nearly have a heart attack because the table has been pushed up against the unit and the chairs from that side have been placed into the Center of the room. I can now feel the bad ghost that always haunts my dreams and I scream "ohhh my god, it's here again!!!!!" I think to myself "this is like the film poltergeist" I shout my hubby to come and have a look and he does. I now run upstairs and feel the ghost thing next to me...it's the most god-awfull feeling in the world!!! It now suddenly goes all dark. I look about the dark room and see candles placed about in there, I pick one up to help me see but now it's changed into a crappy little torch, the light from it is very dull. I make my way back to the dining room...I'm scared because I can feel the really nasty presence so I quickly walk past the dining room so it can't get me. My eldest daughter L comes over and says "weird" I say "why" she says "it went dark as soon as you felt the ghost again". I am now standing at the bottom of the stairs, I'm talking to J, my husbands sister, she has short hair and looks very different, we are waiting for someone to come and get rid of the ghost. There is a glass door to my left and someone suddenly bangs on it. I can see a mans figure through the glass, J shouts "hang on" then he bangs the glass harder but this time he's banging on it with his hammer, I now think "SHIT!!" then J shouts to him "fuckin hang on I said!!!" then he comes in and it's Russell Howard, I then wake up.

I am in a house, it's a tatty old house, it's quite big but it's old and not decorated inside, it's also quite dull and dingy. I am with a bloke, it might be my hubby but I'm not 100 percent sure but I do know he's my partner in my dream....Yes it's my hubby, I just remembered anyway....we have to sell our house and me and my hubby are getting everything we can to take with us, well we're looking anyway but we haven't really got anything lol. I suddenly remember about the blood on the carpets upstairs, I'm not sure what the blood is from but I think it may be from us murdering someone! We are both rushing and I say to my hubby "hurry up, they will be here soon!" I run upstairs and look at the manky brown carpet on the landing and I can't see the blood. I kneel down and pull the carpet up to see if the blood has soaked through to the floor boards but it hasn't. I go downstairs and see blood dripping from the ceiling, I now panick because I know if the people moving in see it we will get caught, I'm petrified! My hubby shouts "quick..there coming" he comes to get me and I'm crying, he says "what's up?" I say "I'm really emotional..I love this house so much and I don't want to leave it" then I wake up.

I'm sure there was another dream, where there was some useful new way to do something, but I cannot recall it. The story is a bit mixed up because I think I returned to the same dream twice.

First

I’m playing a game of Super Mario, though it doesn’t seem that I’m actually controlling it. It’s the first level and when I quit at some point, the game continues on its own. I watch it till the end and go to a corridor. There is a kitten sleeping at a corner. I go past it to a room, where my brother is trying to teach a duck to talk. So far it can only say roku. The kitten comes and picks a fight with the duck. The duck fight back and then the cat races it back the corridor. The duck uses some rough measured and wins the race.

I go outside, where there is a lake on the backyard. There is some snow. My brother is swimming in the lake, the water seems warm. I sit on my knees in the snow and put a bowl of water in front of me. I have a towel over my shoulders and start throwing the water on my face. It’s warm.

Second

I’m in a classroom at a University and discussing physics with a group of people. An older professor says that he has something interesting to note before the seminar starts and writes a fraction of the corner of the blackboard. I’m not sure what it’s about so he adds another one.

First

I'm in a city. There is a bridge over a road, and a man standing there. I tell him about how weird it is, in my mind, to use the second person plural to indicate politeness in singular. It causes one to use less polite forms in actual plural.

Second

There is a news story about a friend of mine, who has compared the image of the city I live in to that of the city where I was born. There is a picture with very similar details in both cities. I'm in my city of birth now, in a rural area. There is a mansion that belongs to the family of a very old friend. The lights are on and I wave, but secretly wish that I wasn't seen, I have something I should do. A car pulls in and I hide behind a tree.

It's the owner of the house, and some other familiar faces. I come out from behind the tree and greet them. The friend say something with a weird accent that I don't understand. I ask him to repeat a couple of times, with no luck. We go inside and most of them go upstairs.

I decide not to follow, since I have something to do and I don't understand what the owner of the house is saying. My intention was just to say hello anyway. Downstairs in the kitchen I talk for a while with a girl I used to know in school about my efforts to get elected in Australia. Apparently it's hard since I'm not Australian and don't live there.

01.02.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Naked Pictures of Myself

I don't remember too much about this because it was oddly disturbing and surprising at the same time. I was inside a room sitting somewhere that had an adequate amount of lights that radiated a yellow/orange color to them, and my father is going through a series of pictures on a Laptop.



I think a few of them are me naked with me holding my penis and actually take a fully body picture with it too. I'm freaked out as hell, wondering how the hell I would do something like that, but my father just scrolls through them like he didn't even see anything.

I didn't register any element of surprise from his face when he was going through my photos.

Either he tried to make it look like he didn't see anything and wanted to scroll faster to avoid the other naked pictures I had, or was a completely oblivious DC that was doing random shit on the laptop.

That's all I remember for that one. And good thing that's all I remembered.


Dream 2: Groping Woman's Ass in a Train

I'm on a train that's pretty empty. A pretty cute black girl is outside wearing a RED shirt and has glasses on (looks like Shi Reeves). She looks familar to me because before the dream, I think I heard the voice of some lady trying to convince me to talk to some people or something.



She's with a guy though, so she comes in the train with him. We're all standing, and the train moves. It's the type of train that's outside and above ground, not in the subway. But it felt like I was in a bus, but I'll just go with train for now.



The girl doesn't recognize me, but I have a feeling she was trying to find me in a dream I can' remember seeing her. She was looking outside the windows of the bus while I take a quick glance at her breasts.

I don't know if she was pretending not to see me, I think she even looks at me, but it was only for a second, but I could remember seeing the cheeks on her face have a little makeup on.

Then she gets closer to me with her back facing me, but not paying attention to me. The guy who is with her is on her right, and he's close to me as well. Her back is facing me still, and she gets a little closer to me. She gets closer and closer, and I eventually feel her ass in gray yoga pants or some leggings with my knuckles.

I wasn't trying to touch her intentionally, it's just that she got closer to me. While the bus is constantly moving, making her ass bump into the knuckles of my hand even more, the dude who is next to her grabs my hand I think and forces me to grope her ass.

He's asks me "Don't you want this???" At first I'm shocked because it feels like this guy had persuaded me to meet this woman before in different dreams that I cannot remember, but I could actually feel her ass.

It was so smooth and firm. Feeling the texture of the yoga pants was amazing, but I wasn't lucid. It felt erotic just holding my hand around this woman's amazing ass, I felt like a child that suddenly got into the temptation.

I ended up holding the sides of this woman and starting to move both my hands near the bottom region of her stomach to her vaginal area and continued moving them around her rear.

I finally was convinced and told the person "Yes...I'll be with her." or something like that. I didn't see how the guy looked though. But damn was this woman I'm touching hot. She really started to look like Shi Reeves.

I think I'm in a different dream scenario to where they are taking me to a random house. We get there by car I think. The environment overall has some gray clouds, and the neighborhood looks like a pretty maintained and fancy place.

It was quiet at the time, and the Shi Reeves look-a-like DC is going in it to pack some stuff I think. I go into the car to get random things out to put inside the front entrance of the house.

When I go in, I see dark brown wood flooring, dining table....stuff that you would generally see in a house. I asked "Hello?" inside the house, and didn't get a response. I started to get louder and asked if anyone was in the place.

No response, so I go venture around the place, and see a bathroom when I moved forward and turned right. It looked empty, and no lights were on, but outside of the bathroom was partially lit.

I sensed that the black female DC was in the bathroom with the lights off, but I couldn't tell. I saw another DC that was in there, but I don't think he was doing anything with the lady. She was probably sitting on the toilet, so I immediately moved away to not look like a peeping tom.

I waited for her to be finished, but I woke up.

Dream 3: Place gets drenched with Tsunami

I'm seeing this random area get demolished by a Tsunami, or a huge wave of water at least. I don't feel any of the impact, but I look around a small field of vision and someone was asking me what happened to the place.

I think I said Scotland had a Tsunami occur, but I'm not sure if that's really what I said. I was telling some random voice that I didn't bother to look for the source it was coming from the experiences I had encountering the Tsunami.



Apparently I hanged on top of a ledge, but not with my knuckles facing me, but the other way around (palms facing me), and I'm just hanging on to the ledge very tightly until the Tsunami hits my way.

How does hanging from a ledge where all of your strength relies on your arms and hands prevent one from getting injured from an incoming Tsunami? I don't know, and it felt like silly too.

I was into lucid dreaming about a year ago, started a dream journal and everything, but got too busy with certain other things to focus on it.
I've decided it's time for round 2. Every morning I'm quick out of bed and into my day, making my dream recall suck. So here's my start at building back my dream recall.

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The first bit is a fragment- I like watching AMVs on youtube, and I had found one of the Professor Layton series for the DS. And I thought "That is such a weird thing to have an AMV of..."
I recall a small fragment of a dream that had Nintendogs being played to music, an even more random thing to have an AMV of lol.

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The second bit is slightly longer- my grandma is getting pretty old, but doesn't like the idea of "being a burden" to anyone- she'd rather take care of herself. My family and I were in the living room of our old house (the one I spent the first 17-18 years of my life in). Out the front window I look and see our grandma walking away from our house, looking over her shoulder axiously to make sure no one is following her. She is on her way back to her house, which is next door to ours. It's cold outside (snow is on the ground) and everyone always worries that she might slip on ice and fall or something.

My dad also spots her, and rushes outside. She sees him, and starts running. Her lot's elevation is about 3 feet below our's, and she reaches the "edge" where the lots meet, and is forced to jump down. She looks nervous about it- looking down, back at my dad, down again, back at my dad- and then she jumps down. At about this point my dad jumped and grabbed her, held her over his shoulder, and walked back to our house.

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Wow, so much text for something that took literally 10 seconds... Here's hoping I'll remember more next time.

Date: 19 January

Dropping Alex off at her house after hanging out at Sylvia Park or whatever.
I'm walking up the drive, and she has a massive, modern house. It's all white concrete, and sloping, and weird.
The garage door on the left starts opening, and the front door tot he left opens. Her dad stands in the doorway, and he looks completely unlike how I imagined him. He has long hair, and looks like a rock-star would. Her mum is in the garage.

Weirdness sex at my house (FRAG)

I was hurried....and i'm too lazy to piece this together more coherently

one friend snuch into my house
asian
we were making out and having good time
i see my bag of consdoms and i'm all should i get that
then she's laughing and all giggly and eventually says yes but she has to get ready first
so i leave my room
check on mom
she's in the kitchen cooking crazy shit
conch cshell and other strange things
I'm trying to make sre mom doesn't look down the hallway to my room by making convo
I see the girl coming down the hall and i'm trying to wave her away but she keeps coming
finally she passes me and my om sees her but its not my girl itts another that i don't recognize
my mom does though and epxplains it to me
i'm like oh
then we go back to stove
i'm all xmas is over you shold stop cooking
she was slightly mad about that blah blah
i' try to get back to my room but i was too excited