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Throughout these past four years I have been plagued with dreams of a man whose face and name I do not know, well did not know. He'd always be chasing me and I fleeing. Small tests here and there that always bore his mark and the plot line always went the same. He was coming to get me and I was terrified.

This past dream was different and I remember it with vivid clarity.


Recently I have moved back to an old childhood town and my step father resides in town and that is how this dream begins.


My step father is coming to get me to spend some time together; leaving my boyfriend behind in his car as I jump into my fathers truck. We make small talk nothing very interesting but he tells me he's taking me somewhere to meet some of his friends. We pull up into a trailer park and up to what seems like a normal home. As usual I am filled with anxiety about being around people I don't know but reluctantly get out of the truck and follow him inside the trailer. Inside it's huge, the living room sinks down and is filled with shelves full of books and of course-- people. So many people in such a small area. My step father urges me forward and introduces me to the crowd. A woman who is around my father's age steps forward and says she has a son about my age and that I should meet him. I say nothing but look around at the several guys who seem to be about my age. Finally a boy steps forward.

He's only a little taller than me. Average build with dark hair that's about shaggy but not super long. His eyes are sharp and cold. He tells me to follow him and willingly I do to another room which is also filled with books. He's idly scanning the shelves while talking to me. I ask him his age and he says he's at least 10 years older. I in turn ask him how old he thinks I am. Casually he responds, "16." I scoff and reply that I am 22 at this he grins.

I find myself at a table and he's sitting across from me. Asking me my name, date of birth and all sorts of questions. I remember being annoyed but answering honestly. The boy sighs and pulls out a piece of paper and begin to scribble down a bunch of numbers. "This can't be." He says and seems to go over the numbers once again. "Your number comes out to 666." I'm not shocked but simply shrug. He on the other hand seems thoroughly amused. More questions pass before he slides a piece of paper towards me with ten questions on it. He tells me that I to fill these questions out but as soon as I read the last one he tells me that the answers are already filled out on the back.

His answers read:
1.It doesn't matter what you think of yourself only what I think of you.
2. Part of you belong to me.

That's as far I read because I go to ask him what parts but then my alarm goes off and wake me up.



Once again I am left with a strange overwhelming feeling and can't shake it until the next day. It's the same feeling I always wake up after dreaming about mystery man before. I just wish I knew why.

01.08.2012

The Mysterious Man (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being in some sort of lake house. From time to time, we would go down to the lake and swim. At one point there was some kind of bad thing in the water, probably Pirahnas, and we were scared that someone was going to fall in. My cousin did, which all scared us, but we quickly picked her up out of the water.

We were back at the lake house, and I met a girl there who quickly became my friend. At this time I noticed that my whole Dad's side of the family was there.

I was sitting on an outside deck with my friend. At the back of the deck was a rock wall that was about 10 - 15 feet high. Covering the wall was a fence. There were what looked like paintings hanging on the fence. They were small, but noticeable. In the painting was a goblet. On the other side of the goblet there was a big, shiny coin. There were three more paintings like this hanging up there.

I looked down onto the ground below us just in time to see a tall, srongly built man walk across the path to our lake house. He was wearing all black with a black cape. He wore an eyepatch on his right eye I think, and on his outfit somewhere was a coin that looked just like that in the pictures. Although, I can't remember where it was on his person.

A couple of things happened at once. The mysterious man knocked on the fence surrounding the deck, near where my Dad and uncle were grilling. The man tried to say something, but as he opened his mouth, my dad interrupted and said "Nope, don't have that here." (or something like that) He then scooped up both of my little cousins and walked quickly into the house. Before I knew it my uncle had picked me up and I was inside the house now. There was a rushing around, and making sure that everyone was in the house, safe. I was standing in the kitchen when my dad opened the fridge and said, "Will blanks be enough to scare him away?"
"I don't think so." My uncle said.
"What about bullets?"
"They won't be enough to kill him with."
I felt like I was in the middle of some spy movie.

I woke up shortly after. I wonder who that man is, and what he wants?

01.08.2012

Windy Day (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being on some sort of beach. On this beach, there was wide path of sand that lead Straight through the water for about 40 feet, almost like an island.
On this "island" Ken and her friend had some small boats "docked" (they were actually tied to the sand with pegs in the ground) there. All of a sudden, it started getting windy. The boats blew around to and for, but none of them came loose from their hold. While Ken tried to hold some of the boats still, she hollered over at me for something. As I looked over to her, she pointed, and I saw what looked like a large stray innertube that she wanted me to get. It was getting blown around the small strip of beach every which where. I finally grabbed it and returned it to her.

I was at some gas station having just pulled in and stopped right in the middle of it for some reason, not in a space or anything. I got out of the car and locked the doors, but I had forgotten to shut the windows. Not realizing this I walked into the convenient store and got a soda, I think. Then, I walked back outside to find some idiot reaching into my car! He unlocked the passenger side door through the window and jumped in. He somehow started it without using the keys and started to drive off. I ran up to the car and jumped on to the passenger side window. He started flying down the road and, for some reason, I couldn't pull myself through the window.

He didn't noticed me (I don't think) and just kept on speeding away. Then, somebody who resembled an older man with a white mustache and long white hair shot one of the tires with a gun. The tire burst and the man driving the car stopped and got out. He started to run but he tripped and couldn't get up. At this point I could finally get into the car and pull myself through the window and I saw that there was just a button to start it. That's not how it was. At this moment I woke up.

Also had two lucid sex dreams, but I won't post the details

my dream was interesting last night, albit if it was non-lucid. what happened was i was at a school dance, i went with someone, but then they left (maybe to do with me watching napoleon dynamite before i fell asleep) so i was alone. then a girl who im friends with and quite 'like' said she would be my date. i then went outside to see my friend jake, who was worried ecause he killed his pokemon requasa (dont know how to spell it) and this guy came up to us, and gave us head gear which, wait for it, lets you simulate lucid dreams. we used it to make another pokemon, which jake caught, but i still thought it was reality, annoyingly. there was then this massive battle, but i woke up.

wanna know the best thing about the dream world?

no copyright.

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I wake in the same position I fell asleep: opposite the way I normally sleep, this time with my feet facing the door. I perform a reality check while laying down, confirming I am dreaming. I attempt to sit up but have trouble. I notice a faint bluish glow come from a drawer near my feet. From it, a man appears.

He helps me stand while lucid for the first time in a while by teleporting me off the couch in my current position, as if the couch is what has been holding me back. I look at him, pondering his significant to the dream, and ask if he is willing in able to assist me in my lucid dreaming efforts. He nods very slightly and turns and walks through the door of my room which promptly shuts behind him as I begin to follow his footsteps.

The dream fades to black and I awake in a semi-lucid state on a beach where the sun is setting. I am carrying two surfboards and walking next to a beautiful woman who I understand to be a long-time girlfriend. We are sitting, but decide to stand up and walk down the beach where we find a more suitable spot. I lean in to give my lover a kiss but become paralyzed, waking almost immediately.

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