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    1. Bear, Boats and Other Stuff.

      by , 07-01-2016 at 06:24 PM
      I worked in cafe but it was a different building than in waking life, a nice big space. It was evening or late at night and we were getting ready to close. I was attempting to make vegan cookies and trying to find some vegan chocolate I could add. I remember seeing a Christmas tree that was in an adjacent room, and I unplugged, or plugged the lights in, I can’t remember. A lingering customer was remarking about how slow I drove my car, and I had an image of my [dream] car, with the entire front smashed, like a memory of a crash. I told him I drove slow because I had once crashed my car, and I showed him a fading bruise on my right inner bicep.
      Outside, me and co-worker (old friend?) were going to our cars when we noticed two suspicious men on the roof of the cafe. We ducked down and tried to hide behind some structure. I think the men could see me, and I decided instead of remaining in hiding that we needed to distract them. I made an urgent look to a customer that was also outside- some man- and he seemed to get it and we both loudly talked about something and started to go back into the cafe.


      Fragment: Editing some trailer or excerpt of a movie. Lots of problem solving dreams last night of this kind. Designing, editing, creating. Left me feeling tired when I initially woke up.

      Wrote down notes on dreams, read a little and went back to sleep. More dreams below.

      I was in my front room with my husband. We were sitting on the couch and a giant black bear was excitedly trotting back and forth between the couch and the front door, like my dog does when she wants to go out. In fact, the bear completely had my dog’s essence. I jokingly asked my husband, ‘Want to let her out?’ I got up and walked on the couch to reach for the front door, realizing that the bear could attack me at any moment. I opened the door and watched the bear run out and run down the street. I briefly wondered if I should warn the neighbors that a bear was running around.

      I was making a movie with some people- maybe I was related to the director? We were hanging out on an urban street sidewalk, in an area that looked like an east coast city. An old male actor was standing next to me, and a slightly chubby man (my relative?). After a few minutes of discussing the movie or something else, we went inside a door behind us and it was this old man’s apartment. The carpet was old and stained and there were various rugs around. He mentioned something about liking my dog, or enjoying having her there, and he had a large dog that came in and tried to get near my dog but she seemed defensive. In the kitchen on the counter there were 3 bubbling pots- one was a tea kettle I think, the other perhaps coffee? And the third was apparently and experiment I had going on in a giant mixing bowl. It looked like bread dough in water with cayenne pepper, and I added something like apple cider vinegar. I have the idea that it was fermenting, not boiling.

      I felt like an outsider. My mom and my brother were there. They each got a text from my aunt asking if they were going to the annual family boat reunion. I never attended this (dream event) but I was slightly hurt that I didn’t get this text as well. I was playing on my iPad/iPhone, editing movies or watching clips of a movie I was working on.

      I was catching rides on large cruise-like boats by walking into the center of a bridge and stepping out as the boat passed under. I was able to step directly onto the boat without jumping using this method. Soon though a boat came and I wasn’t able to get on, but I notice a crowd of people, including an attractive woman around my age, were able to get on that boat in a way I couldn’t access. Then another series of boats show up, these are smaller, and several groups of teenage girls are on the bridge with me. They are dressed like they are on a sports team, mostly red and white colors, and they jump into the water next to the boats, or jump directly on the boats themselves. I contemplate doing this and then decide those boats aren’t for me and I think it’s too dangerous to jump anyway. An old school friend is near me and she agrees. I decided to wait for the next boat.

      Thoughts:
      A lot of this seems mundane. Bears are a common theme for my dreams, they used to be nightmares, now they just show up randomly. Im not sure why this one seemed like my dog, if that means anything to me. I think bears mostly symbolized anxiety for me in the past, or my father…now they seem to symbolize something that I am slightly afraid of, but think I can get around.
      Boats and water are reoccurring a lot lately. These definitely seem symbolic, perhaps of subconscious emotions, or finding ways to navigate those emotions.
      I live far away from my family, and have for a long time. I love them but I don’t want to live where they are, and it’s hard for me to travel to see them very frequently. I suppose I do feel left out, and although I talk to several of them frequently, I worry if I will regret this one day. Or if they think that I don’t care about them as much as I do. I am very introverted and could go days without talking to any human and be fine. I often realize that I have gone a while without reaching out, and wonder if I’m more oblivious than others when it comes to maintaining relationships.

      Updated 07-02-2016 at 01:48 AM by 91019

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      non-lucid
    2. [28-03-2016]

      by , 03-28-2016 at 10:39 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      I was in school, at usage of wood resource classes. I felt ill and almost slept on a table. The teacher mentioned incoming vocation exam. I took a pillow and a blanket from my backpack and tried to fall asleep while teacher said that me and two other people should stay in classroom, while others must go away. He was mad for some reason. I looked around the classroom. One dude have lost his hand and was changing bandages, while his pal was jus lightly injured. Other guy made his pal a prank, which enraged the teacher. He yelled at everyone, then took me for an exam that I still had to pass. I was highly unprepared, so I said that I'll finish it another time.

      Later on during another lesson I was called to help some teacher, and when I wanted to get back to my current lesson, one of the teachers closed the doors. Luckily she opened them and I went to the classroom - it was somehow empty, with only few people inside. I took a seat and then teacher showed us movies with random creatures and their lairs, and we had to draw them in our notebooks.
    3. Three Roles

      by , 04-25-2015 at 10:25 AM
      Morning of April 25, 2015. Saturday.



      I am working for some sort of movie production company and we are actively filming scenes for at least two different American caper movies on the same day, holding a camera while in a pickup truck and in other outdoor settings. The movies seem to have attributes of “The Sting” (from 1973 though set in September 1936) and “Paper Moon” (also technically a caper film from 1973 and also apparently and coincidentally set in 1936). At one point, the passenger-side door in front keeps opening and partly closing, causing the driver (a member of the film crew) to zigzag all over the street. There are a few other filming mishaps but nothing that dangerous. (I believe there is an incidental play on the name Addie Loggins from “Paper Moon”, relative to both adding production costs and logging in to a website.)

      There is also a subplot not related to the main theme. There are a few teenagers hanging out in what appears to be the last week of school (over time). A thin blonde male seems partly attracted to a light-haired female but does not always acknowledge her. This seems more as if it is being filmed in the 1950s rather than 1936. None of the characters in my dream are in any way familiar. I do not know any names in this scenario, either. A shorter dark-haired male is also interested in the same girl and at one point seems angry and sad about the other male ending up with her.

      This is where events become atypical, although I have had similar dreams many years back, mostly only in 1990. Over time, I somehow occupy the bodies of the two main characters, both the male and the female, for fairly short periods for each and with an extremely augmented sense of touch and heightened general physical awareness. During each change, I actually intimately feel their emotions and loving thoughts about each other even though they are complete strangers to me personally. It does not seem all that odd to me in-dream and it is almost like I am an entity that needs to “remind” them of their destiny at certain points by becoming one of them for a short time and experiencing life through their individual perspectives. At some points though, I seem to be disembodied just on the periphery of their physical body.
    4. Demons lie, Claudia, starlet, jailbreak

      by , 11-05-2014 at 08:01 PM
      A man who wore a heavy overcoat and hat to hide his appearance - though we eventually saw him out of it, and he's far from the strangest thing we've seen in this world - is currently talking to me about his trick with languages. He hears meanings, not words. And he's concerned because when we had been talking with those demons earlier, to his ears the demons were saying nothing at all. In other words, they were lying. I can't say I'm surprised.

      Lestat and Claudia have been fighting on a ship - mostly verbally, but they're fairly serious. He'd gotten angry and taken her up into the air with him, and now she's broken away and run toward the prow of the ship. She turns and looks at me, and my image of her changes - I see a human girl, long brown hair under a white cap. She mouths, "Help me, Father."

      (Woke up. Back to sleep.)

      A flashback to the 1930s or so. A movie's being rewritten to expand a starlet's part, and the leading man's being told this over the phone. He doesn't take it well. The movie's focus was on a struggle between two men, the romance subplot with the starlet's character had been relatively minor. He doesn't like people messing with the storyline just because they got a big name involved.

      In the present - which is the 1950s or so - that former actor's talking with a man in an office, someone he thinks of as a servant in some sense. The actor's blackmailing him or something similar. A knock comes at the door, and that 'servant' hurriedly puts on a black suit coat and slouches. He looks greasy - part of the act. When the person who knocked comes in, the actor does all the talking but he treats that 'servant' as his boss, deferring to him.

      (Woke up. Back to sleep.)

      Two men and a woman are trying to figure out a plan to break someone out of a guarded cell. One of those men leaves and starts stirring up a great deal of trouble - getting on the loudspeaker, taunting the guards, bringing up the security camera image that shows a guard he'd killed earlier. Now that alarms are ringing, that woman who'd been planning with him earlier manages to get to him before security does. She asks, "What are you doing?!" He hadn't told them this earlier, but he's a known criminal - his face would have given them away on the way out. So he figured it's better if he puts that to use and acts as a distraction. She's incredibly exasperated with him.
    5. 10/09/2014 Party, Movies, Guns

      by , 09-10-2014 at 11:10 PM
      We went to an apartment building with my family to celebrate my cousin was expecting another baby. There were a lot of people at the party and i was a little uncomfortable with the lack of space.

      I was in a cinema, my father and my sister were sitting 2 rows above me. I was pissed because i had to sit between a woman and her child.
      It was an action movie, and my perspective shifted to the protagonist. One moment i was shooting a tank with a turret gun! Then some bad guys were attacking a village and taking hostages, they wanted to execute one of them, a young woman, and gave the rifle to a little girl, told her she would die if she refused. She was scared, so i told her to close her eyes and helped point the gun at the woman's heart.

      A little girl was trapped in some sort of spinning-refrigerator machine, like something to store medication in. She started chanting for it to spin, and the machine started to spin faster and sent her flying through the room, luckily she landed on some towels and toilet paper.
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      non-lucid
    6. Two Fragments: Representational Influences

      by , 08-21-2014 at 07:07 PM
      NLD, first sleep: Several of us are downstairs in a house at night. The front door is wide open. Through an adjacent window, I see a man sitting on a bench next to the road outside, waiting for the bus. Perhaps he tires of waiting, because after a while he gets up and walks right in the front door. I recognize him as "The Vagrant," a character played by Johnny Depp. He wears white face make-up and an old fashioned suit and hat, resembling a mime from the Charlie Chaplin era. I feel hospitable toward him and offer to let him sleep in the wife's room, as she is not home. (I have no sense of who "the wife" might be; there's something impersonal about all the DCs; they are more like roles than individuals.) Someone standing nearby ("the husband"?) gives me a dirty look for leaving the door open and then telling the vagrant he can stay. I don't openly acknowledge the glance, but gives me a sense of foreboding: I don't know anything about this guy, and I've just offered to let him sleep in one of the upstairs rooms. If he turns out to have ill intent, we'll be leaving ourselves vulnerable when we go to sleep.

      Scene change. There are about three of us upstairs now on a sort of balcony, in addition to the vagrant, who is swinging on a rope. He has not said a word since entering the house, and I start to wonder if we should be worried about his intentions. I consult the DM, who is not physically present in the scene: "If I do 'sense alignment', is it blatant?" It feels as though I ask the question aloud, but in a way that does not manifest audibly in the dream scene -- I'm asking OOCly (out of character). The DM confirms that, yes, the effect would be blatant, meaning that I can't cast the spell on the vagrant without him noticing, either because I have to make distinctive invocations and gestures, or because he would be able to subjectively feel the mental intrusion. I don't want to cast the spell if the vagrant will be aware of it, because at this point I already strongly suspect that his alignment is not on the "good" spectrum, and I don't want to alert him to my suspicions. After the vagrant leaves off swinging, one of the other players on the balcony asks the DM if she can use the same effect on the rope that he has just let go of. She's trying to be clever: a rope, obviously, won't notice anything amiss or feel itself being scryed on. However, she seems to be missing the obvious, so before the DM has a chance to respond, I scoff jokingly, "You can't 'sense alignment' on a rope!"

      Note: I'm interested in the way dreams can take on aspects of other forms of representation. Mine are often heavily influenced by structural elements from films, video games, and even tabletop gaming, the first and last of which were strongly present here.

      NLD, second sleep: The fabric of the dream was very thin and immediately frayed upon waking because I did not keep still enough. There was an elaborate plot that I wasn't able to piece back together. However, I was with a group of people that were playing costumed characters, acting out scenes that were somewhere between a play and a LARP.

      Afterwards, an actor who is a dwarf (of the genetic, not the fantasy variety), comments to me about his disinterest in playing out live-action versions of stories he has already filmed or done on stage. "Kid, we want to see it, or we want to hear about it. We don't want to live it. We've already done that."

      Note: This dream appears to have been incubated by the thoughts I wrote down after the last dream about the various representational formats that have been an influence on my dreaming. Dream would like to remind me that I left out plays and LARPs. Thanks, Dream, I guess my dreaming is also influenced by plays and LARPs (even if I haven't engaged in either since the '90s). Anything else?

      Updated 08-21-2014 at 08:14 PM by 34973

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    7. Lucid: Learning My Guide's Name, and Seeing His True Form *Updated*

      by , 07-30-2014 at 12:27 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in an elementary school front office. I saw many women working there, and many working on computers in the back. I walked up to my mom, who was one of the women working on the computers. I "remembered" that this was her job now. She seemed content.

      Then, a girl at the front desk gave Dallas and I some drinks that looked like orange and red Kool-Aid drinks that used to come in the bottles (Kool-Aid Jammers?). She had stolen them to give them to us for the movie we were going to see. Her boss, a woman, asked her if she had stolen them. She said no, even though she obviously did.

      We were then leaving so we could get to the movie on time. This is around when I became lucid.

      I spoke to my husband for a long time. We spoke of past lives, I discovered he was in many. I asked about my mom, and saw an image of her as I did. I knew she was in some past lives as well; I knew before I even asked. A random DC appeared that had traditional African clothing on. I asked if he was in a past life, but he disappeared; he was just a regular DC. I remember something about the name Mary; it wasn't a coincidence that the people in my life have the names they do. I thought of all the Marys I knew (Mary Katherine is my best friend IWL, for example; I thought about this at this point in the dream). Dallas and I were on a lake at night for part of this dream.

      I then was walking through a mall. I felt the dream was about to end. Before I woke up, I saw many stores with signs lit by neon green lights. I felt like this is where the movie theater was located.


      ~

      I was determined to return to this lucidity to meet up with my spirit guide and find out his true form. I kept falling back into sleep and immediately being lucid, but I would wake again very shortly; the dream was not stable enough.

      Finally though, I re-entered sleep and stayed. I was lucid immediately; I felt SP and saw the dream forming. I waited a little bit before I went and did anything; I knew I had to stabalize first and foremost.

      The dream finally felt good enough for me to continue. To increase the stability a bit more, I examined my hands, and thought about what Hyu said to me about using your senses to increase stability. I used my sense of touch. I was walking through my family's kitchen, and felt everything I came across. I touched the counters, etc. The sensation felt a bit "muted" but it really did help. I thought for sure the dream would fall apart before this.

      I then was inside somewhere, walking down a wooden hallway, when I knew that I wanted to see my spirit guide. At first, I said
      "Dream guide appear!" but realized my error and corrected myself to
      "Spirit guide appear!"
      I then saw a shadow behind me. I looked behind me, and saw what looked like a girl I knew growing up named Jess.
      "Wow, this is tricky," he said, referring to taking on other forms.
      It didn't matter; I knew it was him. He looked like Jess, but had the voice of a man.

      I then started to feel as if I was losing the dream. I said to my guide
      "Please! Keep me in the dream!"
      He held onto me and things started to stabalize again. This happened a couple of times throughout the dream.

      We were then walking into a restaurant. It resembled a Cracker Barrel. We sat down at a table with a couple at it. He said to them
      "Excuse me, may we join you?"
      The table had dirty dishes and food on some of the dishes. We sat with them. We were across the table from one another. We were speaking, and I asked him his name.
      "Mike," he said. He then called me "Bethany".
      "Was that my name?"
      "Yes, you were very proud of me," he said. He was referring to a past life we had shared together.
      I had brief thoughts that he was a musician of some sort.
      "Mike, may I see your true form?" This was part of my goal for an LD.
      He replied, saying something about the way he would look, but I can't remember exactly what he said.

      We stood up. He then started to change. His head went down into his shirt; it was kind of comical. He then emerged, mostly, having his now tuxedo shirt and jacket part way over his head, which was partially stuck inside the shirt.
      He was a homely, red-haired middle-aged man. He was tall and skinny. I then asked him
      "May I see what I looked like?"
      I was then looking in a mirror on the wall. The mirror was a bit high for me (I'm quite short, even IWL). He instructed me on how to change my reflection. I don't remember exactly what he said, but I waved my hand in front of my eyes. In the mirror, I saw my eyes change. I kept going, and my whole face changed. I saw that I was missing a tooth also. I was a homely, kind-looking middle-aged woman with thin, fine wispy hair. I kept going even after this, and my face morphed into a rat's face. Oops, too far. I said something about this to my guide, and he joked about the rat face.

      We were then sitting down again, and speaking of something,
      when my husband's alarm woke me up.

      ~

      Alright, well I didn't end up going back to sleep after all, but I did get a chance to think a little more on this.

      Before I went to sleep, I thought about becoming lucid, about situations that could induce lucidity, etc. I imagined it happening as I was falling asleep.

      Wow, intention is such a powerful thing! I did not become lucid until early this morning, but that is the norm for my lucidity.

      I do believe that I am finally starting to see the power of my mind; I am finally being able to tap into things that I once thought I would never be able to do. I am finally, finally coming into my own, and being able to use my intent, and actually believe that it's going to work instead of having doubt tower over me. This feels legit. I am absolutely amazed.

      Now, I need to figure out what to do next. I think that I just need to let things flow, and when I meet my guide in my dreams, I'll know who he is now, hopefully, and that in itself will induce lucidity. I really hope that this journey I am on continues. I will, of course, keep you all posted.

      Updated 07-30-2014 at 02:57 PM by 32059

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    8. 6/30/2014

      by , 07-23-2014 at 02:25 AM
      I walked into a McDonald's and when I went into the bathroom, I found a little kitten. I wanted to keep it and so did another girl. I went to the counter where Laurie was and asked if they could let me borrow money to get a pet permit I would take the kitten. They said no so the other girl ended up taking it.
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      I was at a movie theater with people from work. We were about to start watching a movie but I went underground with some military people. It was a place where they kept people who were doing community service. After I got out, I left with some guy and we came up to my car. We loaded up some groceries and the car started moving while in park. I tried to make it park a lot of times but it wouldn't and it almost ran into some other cars. The guy I was with told me that there might be a rock in the breaks so I drove around trying to fix it.
    9. Dj12

      by , 01-05-2014 at 08:47 AM
      I was at a movie theater and everything was white (the floors, the ceiling, the ticket counter, etc.) and I had to go to the bathroom. The black guy that worked there thought I was going to sneak in and said to get in line for a ticket. I told him I was going to the bathroom and he said alright. I go in and pee at a urinal but I'm holding a wii with Xbox controllers while I do and I drop one in after I'm done. I tried to rinse it but probably broke it. Then it was a pillow I dropped instead of a controller and I tried to wash it off in the bathroom for a while but now I was at Brower's hose but not his real house. So I asked for a new pillow case and then tried to get the wii working but it had to sinc to Brower's tv and it wouldn't work because of water damage.
      Tags: movies, white
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. Movies, going to U's house

      by , 10-15-2013 at 09:44 PM (The Redeeming Dreamer)
      10/16/2013

      Dream 1:

      I was in a town. I went to U's house for some reason. He was cool with me just walking into his house and room and all. He said hi to me and continued on with what he was doing. I left his house after I walked into U's room. His room was dark, with a lot of hanging blankets all over the place. There was also a bunk bed and a desktop computer. That's all I remember from the dream.

      Dream 2:

      I remember I was in my basement, watching movies with my family. I watched a total of three movies.

      Dream 3:

      I broke into a military base with tall buildings. That's all I remember.

      Updated 10-16-2013 at 08:12 AM by 58207

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. July 29

      by , 08-05-2013 at 06:42 AM
      Dream 1
      - Im planning on going to a 9:50 movie with K. When I get there, she isn't there.I still go into the theater and sit down towards the front. Most of the seats are empty. A guy about my age sits in the the seat to my right. He's wearing all grey and black. His ears are gauged and the plugs are black with upside down crosses. He leans over and starts kissing me. After a few.seconds I pull away. A girl to our right is getting mad at us; the boy stands and leaves.

      Dream 2
      - I'm walking down a sidewalk with an unfamiliar guy. I am barefoot and wearing a peace sign necklace. We're both carrying a plate of scrambled eggs. Apparently this guy doesn't believe in evolution and we are out to talk to people about it. At an intersection I notice 2 guys, each with a plate of scrambled eggs. I start a conversation, and we end up talking about death. I say something along the lines of "I can't wait to die, then I can evolve!" One guy laughs and agrees, but the other stays quiet and looks uncomfortable.
    12. Random Neighborhood

      by , 03-07-2013 at 08:23 AM
      Entering a living room
      Seeing groups of people, feeling like some of them were from high school
      Partially heard a girl from high school and sat next to her. She may have walked across the room. Cannot remember whether i went across the room before she did, or afterwards.
      Saw a group of people watching "The Breakfast club", Saw Molly Ringwald (Actress), heard the theme song "Don't you forget about me"
      Somwhere in there, i left the room, onto a porch or deck with long stairs going down. Seeing a somewhat suburban type neighborhood.
      Remember seeing a group of people talking or just standing near the house i was in. It seemed smaller from the outside. Maybe talking about the house or hanging out in the house.
      May have seen my sister by the door with a group of people. The door was or looked partially open. There were a kind of cream colored carpeted stairs. On those stairs was a dog with blond fur.
      There was another dog running across the road. It seemed like a neighborly environment.
      I entered the house again. This time it was the kitchen and it was somewhat dark with the lights turned off. Saw a area with leftover mexican food or food that appeared like Mexican food.
      Somewhere in that time, i saw or heard my sister and ended up arguing about stating the obvious or something. Cannot quite remember what else happened.
    13. Endless Pasta Bowl

      by , 09-24-2012 at 05:16 PM
      Non-dream Dream

      Dream 1:

      I am at the mall with my mom sitting at a table. A very cute waitress comes over to take our order. I am hitting on her hard and she is enjoying it - my mom doesn't seem to care. I manage to negotiate extra sausage for my endless pasta bowl. I order penne with chianti meat sauce and extra sausage. I notice my mom is going up to the desk to pay. I don't want the cute waitress to see my mom paying for my meal so I run up to the counter. There is a huge line and someone takes offense to me cutting (although my mom is already at the front). I explain why I am allowed in the front and call him an asshole.


      Dream 2:

      I am on a boat out in the ocean and the weather is terrible. Our boat crashes. We are all aware that the world is coming to an end. The ground is opening up and things are drying out. I help Professor Farnsworth (from futurama) fix it. I have to dump something into the lava - I believe it is professor Wornstrom's bodyguard.


      Dream 3:

      I am at the movies with my Dad. I have to step out to go to the bathroom and I end up going outside. I sneak back in through the main entrance when the attendant walks away. The movie theater is huge.


      Dream 4:

      I am with Mac and some other people. We are sitting around a big table showing embarrassing pictures of each other.

      Back at my house some chicks pull up in a white convertible mustang. They drop something off and leave me the car. I park it in our 3rd parking spot in the driveway which used to be grass.
    14. Creepers gun' creep! (no date recorded)

      by , 09-22-2012 at 07:40 AM (High Quality Head Movies)
      This dream perspective was me and a friend of mine, sitting in the dark on a laptop, and I was watching him play minecraft. About when he started playing, the perspective changed to the players screen being all I could see hear or feel. He was with other players and they were on an expedition to find diamond (pretty average for minecraft actually). He went underground and eventually lost his group. When he got plenty of iron, he started digging faster and faster and then...

      Creepers.....


      *picture sums it up*

      He started finding creepers everywhere and they weren't hard to fight off at first, but they got to be in groups of two or three at a time. Digging became difficult and soon they're everywhere and we could only run. We ran for a good while, but not back the way we came, but down further into the mine.

      We hit a room that had some sort of vessel in it and creeper print on the outside of it and two diamond were inside! Then, a super creeper came out of this vessel and he was dark bluish colored and had bright green eyes! We found two diamond in the room before the creepers came in. He ran back the way we came, dodging creepers left nad right, but when he reached a dead end, there would be a dark brown block that would teleport him to a higher section of the mine and closer to the start. He grabbed the last one and we teleported out.

      We weren't exactly back with the expedition as we planned, but instead the start of the mine was flooded! We swam to the base (a floating ship) and told the crew of the vessel that contained two diamond. They excitedly stored them in a vault. We found out we could craft movies and dvd discs out of iron on minecraft next, and we started making minecraft videos on minecraft with the craftable dvds and playing them on the minecraft ship's dvd player (still in minecraft game). The rest of the dream was us making videos of minecraft, on minecraft.

      May not look like it, but this dream was pretty intense! Creepers everywhere O_O
    15. Oh God, Book ... A?

      by , 09-15-2012 at 07:21 PM
      09-14-2012 -- I'm in my room setting up some sort of computer link that will allow me to broadcast some sort of video from my computer to others in the same room. People or making fun of me and insulting me, but I carry on. Soon I find I am not doing this is my room somewhere, but in the street right by Peter Marshall Elementary. In my dream I think I am on La Reina, but actually I am at the corner where Glencrest turns into Nancita.

      It is dark, late in the evening, and I am just about to start the 'broadcast' when a young teen comes out of the house next to the school. He is very slim, but athletic, and seems to look like a cross between Kevin B. and Steve K. He has a bit of an attitude, but I ignore it, and peacefully invite him to join us. He is unsure, but does so.

      Turns out what I am about to show is a documentary I made about a mean old guy (who turns out to have been the teen's grandpa) who lived in the house until he died. Though everybody in the neighborhood hated him (and he seemed to hate everybody) I tried to get to know him and understand him, and then documented the odd things that happened when he died.

      Problem is, Hollywood came in at the same time and made a horror film 'based on a true story' that was truly horrifying. My documentary was very, very different. Because of all the attention Hollywood directed their way, the family just wants to be left alone to forget, but the neighbors remain up in arms. Which is why I am going to broadcast the thing here in the neighborhood on this night, to hopefully help everybody understand and quit freaking out.

      As the documentary plays, you see little kids from the neighborhood talking about how mean and crazy and scary the old guy is. I try to approach the teen when he is several years younger, as he is walking from the house to the gate of the school. I am being very gentle as I ask if he will talk to me for a few minutes and answer some questions.

      Where Hollywood produced a dark horror film, I recorded a tale of redemption and understand. I got to know the old guy, learned his history and why he got to be so mean, and slowly helped to reason him back to where he was willing to start being a nice guy again. As he was just starting to turn around, though, he died. And either God or an angel came for him, though Hollywood portrayed it as the Devil.

      We're about halfway through the film when there is a brilliant flash of light, and a somewhat younger looking version of the old guy appears in the yard and walks into the house. The teen tells me he's got to go, and starts walking toward the house. I tell him we'll pause the film for a minute, and he glares at me. I wasn't trying to rush him, it was just an expression. I tell him we'll pause the film for as long as we need to.

      As I stand there, a voice in my head suddenly tells me I need to enter the house, too. I'm kind of nervous, but I fold up my laptop and carry it to the house. I enter the house (where the family is having a family reunion) and kind of shrug my shoulders at the mother, who shrugs back.

      There is a brilliant white figure standing there who is God. He looks like a cross between George Burns (hence the title of this dream) and Henry Fonda in Gideon's Trumpet. Most of the family doesn't want me around getting into their business, but they do appreciate that I took the trouble to learn the truth, and then tried to tell others that truth. God makes it clear that he called me in to witness his visit, so they pretty much have to accept me.

      He is here to help them heal, and put the whole situation behind them. While he is too mild and 'understanding' to be the real God (who is an awesome and scary presence), he is very impressive. This is his second visit to this house. The first was right after the guy died, when he brought his spirit back to say goodbye. Tonight he is going to bring another spirit back for a few minutes, this time Tom D., who died a week or two ago. [To the best of my knowledge Tom is still alive and well.]

      Tom appears before us, and seems to know the people and situations (how that is when he has spent most his life in Florida and this is in California I don't know) but he's calming people and soothing nerves and helping everyone to relax. I am very embarrassed and shy when he reminds me that I can't shut myself away, and I need friends and family, too. Wish they'd leave me out of it, but I am not going to argue with Tom or God, so I just kind of nod.
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