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Another dream that's really hard to explain aside from what I wrote down, so I'll use the same method as my last DJ post.

1) Cutting down trees, cut them down to clear out a space for an area to build a house. Picking up old roots and pieces of wood from unever, loamy, dark and healthy soil with two other from where I live.

[I then wake up and read or meditate for a bit, then back to sleep]

2)Building a house without nails, and C confesses to a girl on the scene, maybe to H, using or with a stuffed animal in a cute indirect fashion which is characteristic of him. Switching to a School-ish/auditorium type building, very huge and grandeur, dark maple banisters and wall design, big off white/dark wall lamps and chandeliers, dark red or brownish wall color like the Fox theatre in Detroit. C is completely passed out drunk [he usually doesn't drink much] after being turned down. Scene loses much sensibility, I'm exploring the vast space of the hall/room with my vision, and kick a soccer ball very high and break a lamp. This all switches to me and C on stage with what appears to be a class, all dressed in tuxedos, with my dream being presented or displayed on a big projector screen, with an audience, ending in applause.

[Not sure if the whole dream was being played on that screen or if it was just part of a transition. ]

3)Dream flashback of a dream I had many years ago, like ten years again, of playing soccer at the horse race tracks downtown at my hometown, viewing the game and events from the view of a bird flying around. I'm running around after that, not sure from what, some group conflict with an older team chasing after me or something.

4)J, my sister, is in a kitchen with the lights off. Mom and dad are asleep in chairs at a table, there are three doors leading to the room, all of which are open. I walk in one of them, and Jessie is holding knives and appears to be gaurding/watching for something at the one door which leads outside. I immediately go to grab some knives, and try to find the best knives that are usually in my kitchen where I currently live. I have trouble finding the one I really want, a sharp heavy chef's knife with a black handle, but settle for a thinner one, longer and also pretty sharp, wooden handle but not as effective. I grab two actually. I am waiting for whatever is out there but it doesn't come, so I walk through the door to find out what is there, J is warning me not to go out, asks "what are you doing?" and I ask her if she wants to come along or not while walking away over a huge open grass feild on a slight hill, trees without leaves bordering the land further away, feeling of just before winter like the weather actually is now, cloudy cold and windy. There is a big log cabin about 100m away in the distance I start to walk towards it. Jessie finally leaves the room and starts to follow me, a bit of a ways back.

Two military looking vehicles pull up, like quads but with six wheels and big, camofl. They stop close to me and I tell J to run back inside and she does. One is an officer, the other a soldier type. Officer trying to like.. befriend me, decieve me despite that they are obviously antagonistic and he is being decietful. "We can all get along", but I'm not buying it and not talking at all really. I have the knives hidden behind my back, temporarily forgotten. I go closer to the gaurd, and jump up to his level, like I'm flying or floating, to intimidate him/ a show of my powers, I see his gun though and say "holy shit that's so cool!" and we nerd out about his gun, one side automatic, but the butt of the gun can kind of disconnect/dislatch and can be used as a handgun. He's explaining it to me and the officer throws me his to look at it, and I examine the gun. Looks similar to an xbox controller, really boxy but not squar, buttons similar. I keep talking about it jovially while sizing them up, then shoot the officer twice, he tries to zip away but I kill him and his vehicle flips. I immediately dives sideways, and slow motion the gaurd and I use our pistols and shoot all our clip at one another. I kill him in the end and am unharmed.

I go back inside to J and parents and thte dream fades and I begin to wake up.
**I didn't get up immediatley and record dream, didn't even move at all, which led me back into the dream scene and a FA. Testifies Alan Worsleys method of entering back into Lucid Dreams and creating multiple LD's in a row using FA RCs.

5) I'm sitting back in the kitchen I was just in with J, this time with two people I live/work with, like we're at breakfast. Same table we have, wooden, but darker and with boards instead of a big flat surface, kind of like a picnic table. I tell them I had dreams about C, and N tells me she had one about me too and begins to tell me, and I start to write hers down with a red pencil but it keeps smudging and breaking. I remember I need to record the dream I just had and appologetically interupt her and begin writing down the dream I just awoke from, in a red pencil also.. Then I realize I'm dream again and forcefully wake up and decide to record the dreams I just had since they were so intense and vivid. SO, once again I had a FA involving the kitchen where I eat breakfast and the people I'm with, and also another dream scene where I'm writing in my dream journal. Last time this happened my DJ was college lined, which is not in actuality, and this time I was writing with a red pencil, which I do not write with in actuality.

I was at a house building site earlier in the day which explains the wood clearing dream, and was in a similar location. The second dream, in the auditorium had a very intense and epic feel to it, not negative in any way though. KInd of strange.
The last one with the gaurds was similar, interesting and q uirky, potential nightmare material but didn't turn into one at all.

I must resolve to RC every time I write down something in my DJ, since I have FA and often drift back into sleep and dream that I am writing down the dream I just awoke from, almost every day even, especially if i hit snooze. This is effective especially when I don't move a muscle upon waking. Thankfully my alarm is customizable and I set it just to go off after ten/20 seconds so I can accomplish this.


Good dreaming all, hope this was entertaining.

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

Hopefully I'll have some multiple detailed recall soon rather than all these fragments and disjointed scenes.

Convicts Fragment

I was trying to catch two escaped convicts. I recall having tricked them in to going to some kind of theatre. I was sitting in a comfy red chair and looked over at them. I told them they were rumbled, and one ran. The other guy just seemed to give up. I thought that one out of two wasn't bad.

Sex Fragment

I was having sex with someone. We were outside in the middle of the high street in a nearby town, except nobody was around except for me, the woman I was with, and apparently a few other random naked women.

TV Fragment

I was with a weird mix of different people I've known over the years. We were all at J's house and were going to some TV show recording. The next thing I recall is that it was over. I was sat next to D. When I got home the show was already airing and my parents were watching it. The house I was in was a mix of J's house from earlier and my deceased grandmother's. I was using a computer to talk with C online. I was telling him that he should have come along.

Then my parents said the show was over. I turned to the TV to see the camera pan over the audience. It stopped on me! I looked really haggard and was a bit pissed off.

Spiders Fragment

There were spiders on my bed. Two small light brown coloured ones and several black ones with turquoise patches on their backs. I was squashing them.

I'm arachnophobic, so that's where this dream came from.

The Name Change

I seemed to pick up a bit from the previous dream. I was in the same house. I walked out back in to the garden, which was completely like my deceased grandmother's. I had a laptop and sat on a bench. J came out in to the garden next door. He said hey, and I replied to him but using IM on the laptop. We had a brief conversation where he was talking and I was replying using IM. Eventually we both realised I should just speak since he was in front of me.

He told me he had changed his name to "Grandfather." Which I said was a bit dumb. We were chatting and he hopped over the fence and we went inside. For some reason he was now about 4 inches taller and bald. We were in the kitchen grabbing something to drink, when my parents walked in and were confused as to who the random extremely tall bald guy was. Then they realised it was J. I told them he wasn't J any more, he was "Grandfather" -- with a knowing glance that it was dumb.

I cannot exactly remember the beginning of this dream but there was something about some former friends of mine being with me over at my parent's house (though we were still friends apparently in the dream). There were some things about food in the fridge and stuff but there was also some stolen dirt bikes that kept appearing outside of the garage. Also, I kept locking all the doors from the inside of the house but they kept mysteriously unlocking themselves and I was afraid that the person(s) who were dumping the stolen bikes outside would get into the house and steal things from me. I was also afraid that I would be blamed for all of the stolen bikes.

The dream kind of changes and I am still in my parent's house but I am planning a wedding or something with a handsome young man who happens to be living with me. I am very shy and when I hear the doorbell ring I hide instead of answering the door, fearing that if the person who was outside saw me that they would not leave.

For some reason I find a goose living in the food closet and she has laid some eggs that are almost ready to hatch. Actually some do hatch but for some reason I do not think the baby geese are ready to be born and I put them back into their broken egg shells which then magically reform into complete eggs.

Just then a large group of people and arrive at the door and start urging me to join them outside. At first I try not to be seen, but that doesn't work so then I try making many excuses like I'm too busy, I don't have time, I can't handle the stress etc. but the group leader (an adult man with dark curly hair) keeps insisting that I join them on their excursion. They are all going somewhere but they will not tell me where until I agree to go along. I hurriedly shut off the computer and tidy up a few things around the house and follow them.

We end up walking for a while and come across a house that has recently been completely rebuilt. David Suzuki is standing on the sidewalk telling us about how dangerous and unenvironmental the old house was and then gives us a tour of the new house and points out how efficient the new one is. There are some parts of the old house that have been reused for the new one (including a chain link fence that has stained glass embedded between the wire) and I say something to Dr. Suzuki about how cool it was that some of the art history of the old house was preserved. He nods in agreement. As the group and I are walking away from the house, I notice that windows of neighbouring houses have bullet holes in them.

The group and I end up at a store selling veils and belly dancing clothing and I look around but don't really take interest in anything. The rest of the group are trying on clothes and belly dancing (even the men) to drumming that eminates from somewhere. I find a long veil that is black in the back and turquoise in the front and is decorated with white and silver gems. I put it on and start dancing slowly to the drumming, which I can still hear in my head as I write this out, (ta da ta dum - repeated over and over again).

Behind me a friend I have not seen since public school (Carolina from El Salvador) appears and comments that she cannot believe what she is seeing, refering to me dancing.

The dream ends there.

In the dream I appeared as I looked at about age 11 or 12. I was with my mom and dad and we were in our old 1986 Volkswagen Westfalia. We were driving down an urban street that was lined with old Victorian and Edwardian style buildings, as well as many trees. In the dream, this was supposed to be our hometown of London, Ontario, but the areas we travelled through looked nothing like any area of London that I recognize. I don't remember many of the buildings, but one stuck in my memory for some reason. It was a three story bulding made of dark grey bricks and a black tile roof. The front door was a dark red and there were vines growing up the entire front side. This building sat opposite of a three-way intersection and I recall noticing it the first time my parents and I drove past it because my dad had to make a left turn. Though it had a unique and vaguely farmiliar look in my dream, I cannot recognize it as anything I know in waking life.

My parents and I drove out into the country, though it did not look like the country surrounding my hometown (as I know it in waking life, anyway). We drove for a long time and came to a thicket of trees which seemed to have a picnic area in the middle. My dad drove the van towards the picnic tables but the westfalia got stuck in some mud that we had not noticed before. My parents got out of the van and walked towards the picnic tables and it was then that I noticed an old man in a blue uniform. He looked like a thin Captain Highliner. I walked amongst the trees while my parents talked to the captain. I found a little stream and noticed something moving in the water, but my mom called me back to the van before I could get a look at what it was. As we drove out of the grove (and almost got stuck in the mud again) I watched the old man walk towards the little stream with a blank expression on his face. He waded into the stream before the van turned onto the road and I could no longer see him.

We drove for miles again, past farmland and forests. I noticed that we travelled fairly far without seeing a single building. Soon though, my parents spotted group of white houses and they wanted to go check them out. Parking the westfalia behind one of the houses my mom and dad got out of the van and started snooping around. I was afraid of being caught doing something illegal so I stayed in the van. When my parents had not returned for a long time, I got out of the van and went to look for them. From the window of one of the white houses I could see someone looking at me and I was afraid that they were going to call the police on me for tresspassing. I started back to the van but I suddenly heard a group of people laughing and carrying on. Following the noise I came across my mom and dad and some strangers on the front balcony of one of the houses, opening champagne bottles and having some sort of celebration. The old man in the blue uniform was there as well. Apparently it was his house and he had just won it in a sweepstakes or something (and that is why everyone was celebrating?).

My parents had one glass of champagne before returning to the van and heading home. The trip home didn't seem nearly as long as the trip out there, and I don't recall seeing the picnic grove on the way back. When we returned to London, it again was the strange London with all of the Victorian and Edwardian building. When we came to the three-way interesection and my dad turned, I watched the vaguely farmiliar dark grey, three story bulding grow smaller and smaller in the rear view window. When we were some distance away I saw the dark red door swing open, but I woke up before I could see what was behind it.

My third Lucid dream experience since joining Dreamviews.


The dream starts and I am in a stairwell with red walls, standing on a metal staircase, and there is water gushing in from somewhere below. I ascended the stairs until I came to a door. When I go through it I found myself on a fire escape about five or six storeys above the ground, which is covered in brown, rushing water. The town around me was flooded as far as the eye could see.

I jumped from the balconey to the roof of a builing about 30 feet away and it was at this point that I realized I was dreaming. The dream changed then and I found myself on a gravel road somewhere out in the country. I could see dark forest behind me and a single mid-sized mountain ahead of me. I started running towards the mountain but the sun began to set and it was getting dark. I knew I was in a dream so I attempted some dream control; I pointed at the sun and drew a line with my figure towards the center of the sky. The sun followed the path of my finger and it was noon again, as I seemed to have moved time backwards. This is only the second time I have ever been successful at trying to control something in my dreams, and like the first experience, it involved moving the flow of time backwards.

I contined towards the mountain and saw that there were several houses at the base and on the slope. Some of the houses looked abandoned while others looked brand new. The first house that I went up to was dilapatated and when I pushed open the door I could see huge cobwebs all throughout the inside. I went to the next house and there where lights on, but no one answered the door. I passed several other houses until I came to a little grey one where I could hear the voices of a man and a woman on the inside, yet they fell silent and did not answer the door when I knocked. I remember thinking that if anyone answered the door that I would try to use my dream control to kill them for fun, but just at this moment an alarm clock went off in real life and woke me up.


I find it funny that I could move the sun with my dream control, but did not think about forcing the door down at the little grey house.