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Mexican Excursion
Non-lucid

I'm driving on what I recognize in the dream to be I-69 S, a highway I used to take to get to my girlfriend's old house. I miss a major dreamsign here, because I know for a fact that I69 doesn't go south, it only goes north of my house. Anyway, I'm driving down the highway, and see the sign for the Mexican border. Oddly enough there are no checkpoints, tollbooths or anything, just a sign. I decide 'What the heck, I'll go on a little adventure, I'm not doing anything today. So I head on into Mexico. For some reason I'm driving on a bridge over a forest now, I look down and see thousands of trees as far as the eye could see. I'm distracted by something and I drive off the bridge. I guess I got knocked out, when I came to, my car was no where in sight. I call my mom, and say 'Guess what?' She apparently knew I was driving near the Mexican border, because she says 'You didn't decide to go to mexico just because you were driving so close did you?' I laugh and tell her I did, only I accidentally drove off the bridge. She sighs and we hang up. I start searching for my car, still chuckling to myself about how she knew what I did. There is a large, slow moving river with several logs laying across it. I cross the river, and start searching in the direction of the US. I climb a hill, and find a man at the top. The man doesn't speak much English, but he speaks more than I speak Spanish. He asks me if I have lost my car (ROFL). I tell him I have, and ask him to help me find it. He agrees and starts asking me questions about the car in English. I answer him in Spanish. (I managed a fast food restaurant for a year or so, and picked up a bit of Spanish from my cooks)

Jump

We are now in the sewers. It's not stinky as you might imagine, but it's dark, damp, and a little chilly. I am not looking for my car anymore, I am looking for a little girl. He thinks she might be in here, so we continue searching. We find a child's doll on the ground, in a spot of light shining down through from the surface. We turn down that corridor, and reach a small room. (Like the sewer rooms from Oblivion) He turns around and pulls out a pistol. He speaks perfect English now, and tells me his story. Of course I don't remember the story lol. He is pointing a pistol at me the whole time, and the little girl is behind him. After he finishes his story, I take his pistol, point it at him, and with the girl, start backing out of the room. After we get out, we turn around and start running. The man's younger associate comes runnning after us with a Kriss smg (I had read an article about them the night before) He catches us and we are now in a tiny cage, barely enough room for us both. He holds up the cage, and suddenly I've got long, slender, razor sharp teeth. I decide I feel like an animal in this cage, so I bite his fingers. I imagine how painful that would be, having my long teeth tear into his flesh. Ouch. He lets go of the cage, and catches it with his other hand. Then he stupidly holds it by the bars again, so I give him another chomp.
I wake up.
I now notice that not once in the dream did I see the little girl. Also the man who I met in the forest looked like Mr. Panucci from Futurama. LOL

Cruise Ship
Non-lucid

This one is from several nights ago, I just hadn't posted it online. It was pretty strange, and confusing even just after I woke, not to mention nearly a week later... But here we go anyway
We are in some sort of fancy cruise ship. There is red carpeting with gold trim in all the corridors. The walls are stained cherry, and there are gold/brass fancy light fixtures protruding from the walls at regular intervals. To my right is a super old telephone, it's hooked up to a pc so that guests can make calls on the old phone, and still get the experience, even though the technology is outdated. I get the sense that I and several others have been transported through time and find ourselves on this ship.[/INDENT]
Everything gets very vague after this point.
I've got a sense of being forward in time, seeing problems in the world. Friends are dead. Relationships are ruined. We return home and fix the problems that I saw in the future. As a final act, I must go into an abandoned movie theater. I'm trapped in here, but can communicate with the outside world. There is an old man on the outside with a map of the realm I'm trapped in. He sits staring at it, while on the inside, I'm trying to find a way out. After a while, he figures out that it somehow relates to chess, he circles a few spaces on his map with a sharpie, and I play a game of chess with an unknown force, and escape. Hurray!

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Weird Movie
Non-lucid

I seem to be watching a movie. I'm not participating at all in this dream.
The dream begins with very cintematic camera angles. It shows the stomach of a woman. Then a hip with a thong being tied around it. Lips with lipstick being applied. Eyes with Eye shadow being applied. Camera zooms out to reveal it was all done by a 14-15 year old girl. I get the sense that this is a whorehouse in Britain. A 20ish boy knocks on the door, and is answered by an overly made-up woman of 45. She tells him that the girl is not ready yet because he's too early, and tells him that he knows that. In effort to keep his business, she calls another girl to come in and 'keep him busy' until the young girl from the beginning is ready.
A 20ish girl enters the room, and begs the older woman 'Nooo, please nooo!' etc. Girl and boy go into a side room. Boy appologizes for what he said to her last time. I get the feeling that it was very terrible for her. She says 'I thought you went back home.'
The boy replies 'I did but when I saw the British space shuttle on the news, I had to come back.'
I wake up. Lol that was wierd.
I reach for my dream journal to enter my dreams. I am still in bed, with the notebook on my lap, pen in my fingers trying to recall my dreams.
I wake up again... Wow, my first FA.
It's funny though, when I wake up for real I can still feel the lasting feeling of the pen between my fingers. I RC to be sure, and sure enough, I'm really awake. Oh well.

Level One

I was on this wall with a bunch of people, thousands in fact, and the zombie apocalypse had just begun. The problem here was that the wall was just one giant square around a two or three inch deep lake. The people in front of us turned around and started pushing and shoving back towards us. Before now, everyone had been moving along at the same speed in the same direction. We saw a zombie coming toward us. He broke through the croud and grabbed onto my friend Cierra. She was fighting with the zombie and I got behind her and threw her off the wall. It wasn't too dangerous or anything, it was like six feet up. My other friends that were now with me were asking me why I had just thrown her off the wall. I let them know that I had assumed that she was bitten and we couldn't trust her anymore because she would be a zombie shortly. I looked down and saw her looking up at us with a sad look on her face and also saw that she wasn't changing into a zombie. I started to lower myself down the wall to her and saw that her teeth had suddenly grown long and she had just taken on a very zombie-esque countenance. I pulled myself back up onto the wall and she grabbed a dog that was down in the lake by her and bit it. Now, it is important to tell you that the wall at this point wasn't six feet high all around. It went up and down so at certain points it would be level with the ground. We were right next to one of these points. Everyone around us had cleared out and it was just me, Aaron, a few random people, the dog, and Cierra. Who I manage to forget about until later in the dream. The dog comes up onto the wall and is making it's way towards us when Aaron says, "It'd probably be usefull to use our force fields now," and I realize that I have a pack of uno cards that if I hold up three at a time they work as a force field. Now as the dog reaches us I promptly forget the worth of the Uno cards and use them to give the dog the meanest paper cut beating of it's lifetime. By the time I'm finished the dog only has one eye and about twenty different tongues. The dog has stopped fighting me and I am now trying to pry it's mouth apart so it can't kill anyone else and then the dream changes dramatacallly. The dream switches to anime style and I am now laying down on a snowpack and I see Cierra at the bottom of it. I told you I had forgotten about her until this point. She reaches up in that all fancy anime style and grabs my legs and pulls me down into the snow pack. I see a large game over sign and two screens pop up in my vision prompting me to buy one of two different items that would have been usefull for that particular level.


Level Two

I am now in a hospital with someone else, she's this girl that I don't really know from anywhere except that she's in my dream. We are trying to get up to the top of this building because there's someone up there we have to save. Down on this level there aren't any zombies so we go to the elevator and press the up button. We are now on the third floor and there is this alarm blaring. I ask the girl I'm with what the noise is and she tells me, "It's an alarm. There must be zombies up here!" Well Duh. So we go about looking for this person and I notice that over the railing of this floor, on this floor there is one hallway that leads down further into the hospital, on one side there are doors leading into rooms and on the other side there is a railing and you can see down onto the second level which is the same as the first level but on the other half of the building, Emily Esplin is mopping the floor down there. I ignore her and cdontinue on with my mission to find this person up on this level so we can get out of here. I see a kid I knew from high school, Kieth Barker, and tell him that there are zombies on this level and he has to get off the floor. He tells me that I should come with him and I tell him that I have to kill the zombie that's up here. So, I do what any other sane person would do in this situation, I start to beat up the person I'm with to convince the kid that she is the zombie and he needs to go down to the bottom floor. I take some injuries back because, hey, who would want to be beaten up for absolutely no reason? So, I go over and push him into the elevator and say, "You need to go now!" He says, "I can wait for you, you can come with me." I proceed to push the down button on the elevator so that the door will close because I have more pressing matters at hand. We end up finding this person and Kieth ends up going down the elevator and at this point Emily asks, "What's that noise?" Seriously Emily? Now of all times? You've been up here the longest and now you're just realizing that there is something strange going on? She ends up coming with us so our party becomes a grand total of five. We are on the first floor now and there are thousands of zombies down there. The director of the hospital, who is also one of the people behind the apocalypse, is there and has been bitten. He sends a dog towards us and Emily catches it and starts to pet it when she realizes that it's a zombie dog. My view switches to hers and I proceed to beat the undeath out of the thing and realize that it wasn't a dog but it was the last person alive in the horde of zombies coming to leave with us. Oh Well. We jump in the elevator, which has explosives below it so we can blow up the zombies and end this apocalypse, and push the button to go up. The doors don't close. We push the button again. The doors don't close. We now realize that we're trapped on this elevator and we aren't going to be able to escape. The hospital director says at this point, "You can't exit but all the doors are wide open." My mind goes to a menu screen and I pick the option, "Three Agents Arrest Director," hoping that this one will stop the apocalypse before it happens and I wake up.

Dream 1:
I had a dream I was on a helicopter ride over a river or marsh with some of my friends. The helicopter crashed and I was the only one to jump out into the river before it crashed. After making it to dry land, I collapsed and immediately started the dream over from the views of each of the passengers.

Dream 2:
I was at work at a large online corporation with several flaws in their website. I was upset that I didn't get the position in the Coding department so I broke the website several times by introducing special characters into the form fields. They ended up breaking the site very badly and I came up with a solution to fix it. After the site was fixed, I was sent back to the shitty position that i was originally hired from.

I then started to see the dream from someone else's point of view. The person who was trying to undo what I had done and get the site running. They had a slight chance of finding out who did it, but had no real evidence that it was in-house. After I received help from my previous-self, just a nobody who answered the phones, I took credit for the fix and got a raise. My previous-self got no recognition at all.

Dream 3:
My roommate lent her car to a friend who had recently totaled his car. He called from a bar, later in the day saying he was bringing the car home now. It was obvious he was drunk. My roommate was so angry that I received the brunt of her anger(this happens in real life, I get abused for something I had no part in). I was finally sick of all the abuse, told her, "it isn't my fucking fault" and moved out the next day.

My next part of the dream, I was someone who was trying to buy my roommates car from the cops after it was impounded. I remember asking many questions on how I could buy impounded cars or the locations of the auction sites. The cops said they were the same ones who pulled over some drunk kid and had to use excessive force on him. They then raided the house of my previous-self's roommate's house because there were drugs stashed under the driver's seat.

I haven't recorded a dream in a long time.
Have any of you seen the movie "Waking Life"? It's about lucid dreaming, and the importance of dreaming. We're watching it (for some odd reason) in my Creative Writing class, and it made me want to get back into lucid dreaming. I think it's dumb to be wasting my sleep, yano? If you haven't seen it, the video is on google videos. Here's the link! Waking_Life.avi
Seriously, watch it. It's amazing so far.

So let's try this again.

I used to Lucid Dream when I was a child. It felt like I was living a different life. Things were so surreal but they made sense in that strange dream-logic kind of way. I stopped having Lucid Dreams after I was about seven. I started getting loaded up on sedatives and other tranquilizers that either suspended brain function or just turned me into a dreamless sleeper. I stopped taking them about 5 years ago and still hadn't had any really memorable dreams.

Last night, I attempted to induce a Lucid Dream using the WILD method, like I had when I was young. I told myself I would dream of my friends and I would recognize that I was dreaming. I had several very short non-lucid dreams where the instant I knew I was dreaming, I woke up. I tried about three times.

I started to count backwards from 100:
100, will dream of my friends tonight.
99, I will dream of my friends tonight.
...
I reached 81 before I entered my first dream

The first dream, I was in a world with little more than unintelligible block shapes for other entities and I knew this was a dream almost the moment I entered. I immediately woke and continued to count from where I had left off.

80, I will dream of my friends tonight.
79, I will dream of my friends tonight.
...
I reached 76 before I entered another dream.

The second dream, I was with a group of people I did not know. We all had masks on and we were hiding? robbing? I'm not sure. I knew my pulse and breathing were elevated. I felt tension and anxiety. I wanted to look down at my hand but couldn't. It felt like my eyes were on rails. I couldn't control where I was looking or what I was doing.
I forced myself to look down at my hand. After a few moments of straining, I saw just black filber, like a sock, where my hand should have been. No fingers, not even a hint of digits under the cloth. I knew I was dreaming and was forced out of my dream.

I remained in bed for a while, unmoving, concentrating on the faces of my friends.
I counted backwards from where I left off.
75, I will dream of my friends.
74, I will dream of my friends.
...
I lost count a few times around 71 and started over from 75. I eventually slipped into a dream around 63.

I was standing in a very nice Hotel Lobby. A dark and rich wood siding covered the walls and all the counters. There was a soft yellow lighting behind the checkout counter. Track lighting with amber cones and yellow bulbs hung over the desk. A brass chandelier hung over the lobby, directly over a few leather couches, a rosewood or mahogany coffee table and a few expensive looking chairs.
The Man behind the counter was young, bald, and had a goatee. He was tall, about 6'5" and had a thick gold earing in his left ear. He wore a white or light beige dress shirt with a tall collar and a black vest/waistcoat made of silk/satin. When he smiled he showed large, rounded teeth that seemed too large for his mouth. This made his mouth protrude a little from face.
I was able to observe for a few moments before my body began to walk toward the check-in counter. The man behind the counter uttered a few words in a language I could not understand. It sounded like three different voices were talking at once. I realised immediately I was in a dream and tried to hide the expression on my face.
The man noticed something about me and seemed like he was asking me something before his face went blank. He pulled a large knife from under the counter and thrust it into my solar plexus, his arm stretching farther than it seemed it should have. The knife pierced my body painlessly and I woke up again.

I did not try to induce another dream that night and instead stayed awake, concentrating on remembering what happened that night in my dreams.

Church Play

Non Lucid

Dreaming about running around this camp type area surrounding a huge church which had been in my dreams a few years ago. It's made of stones with mortar in between, big stain glass windows, nothing too fancy. Small parking lot surrounding immediate area, and further out, were open fields of short, green grass with sparse trees. Further still was a forest. I don't remember too many details but I was running around, maybe hiding from someone. I was mad, I was breaking things, and being destructive. Then people were attacking me, and I was fighting them off. They were organized. Maybe SWAT. Idk

My Girlfriend woke me up and talked to me for a few minutes, then she left and I went back to sleep.
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Part2
Lucid w00t!

I am back at the same church. I am about 4 feet away from the wall. Between me and the wall is a decorative section with bushes and small river stones. I pick up one of these stones and hurl it at the window. The window spiderwebs, and I move on. (Here is where I realize I'm lucid) I feel that I'm in Spartan Armor (I was playing alot of halo 3 the day before) I look up and see parked in one of the spaces is a WWII tank like the one in the picture above. The lower half is painted gunmetal gray, and the turret part is white with a blue lightning bolt on it. The turret adjusts and levels at me, and I realize it's about to blast me. I start running for it, and I'm running in slow motion. All the while I'm thinking 'Man this is so amazing! I'm actually controlling this!' I finally reach the tank, it still hasn't fired. I jump up on to the turret and the momentum of my run slides me across it to the hatch. With one hand I lift the hatch, and with the other I grab the driver by his shirt and lift him up. I then take hand which opened the hatch and with all my strength, I hammer him in the face with a mighty punch. I wake up.

This is my first Lucid since joining DV. Before now I had only had 2 lucids and they were both DILDs. It only lasted 45secs or so, but it was awesome. I'm not sure if this is a DILD, or a WILD. I believe I was lucid from the beginning, I just didn't realize it. Idk, if anyone can shed any light on it, I'd be grateful.

Also, this was the first time I've every been able to punch someone in a dream. I've tried many many times before, but it's always felt like I was punching under water. My arm and fist would move so slowly that it would barely have any momentum when it reached it's target.

Scamming
Non-Lucid
I am on a beach in a small bay. Its fairly hot, and extremely sunny. Families with children are scattered about and teens are playing frisbee to my left. To my right is the ocean. Across the bay, there is another beach with more families, and at the top of the beach, there is a small building with large windows, though I can't see into them. Beside the building there is a parking lot with really nice cars.
Jump
A DC child approaches me, and I ask him what's in that building on the other side of the bay. He tells me the 'Scammers' are on the other side, and that I should go and check it out. I'm wary of these 'Scammers' but go to check it out anyway. I walk down the beach and into the water. There are several families swimming around, I avoid bumping into the playing children, and climb up onto the sand on the other side of they bay. I approach the building and go inside. There are double doors, exactly like one of the side entrances to my old highschool (Another reason to be cautious about this place ) I pass a front desk, which the attendant is either missing or is not paying attention because I am not stopped. I walk down the main hallway and see a large room full of well dressed college age kids listening to someone give some kind of lecture. I slide in the back of the room and sit down to listen for a bit. There are diagrams of robot vacuum cleaners drawn up on a chalkboard, beside the diagrams are paragraphs of information, stats, and features of the individual models. Some kid asks a question about the sensing unit on the vacuum they're talking about, and it had something to do with crystals. [Things get hazy here] There is something later about a pool cleaner robot that looks like a red dragon on wheels with a clear belly where debris is stored and bristles on it's mouth for cleaning corners. I get up and leave the class and begin walking around the halls. There is something going on about a stolen memory chip. I see the person who stole it running down the hall, and around the corner. Following closely behind is 2-3 security guards yelling for him to stop. Somehow he is killed or knocked unconscious, and I am alone in a supply closet or possibly an elevator with his body. I check his pockets and find the memory chip as well as a Walther P.99. I pocket the pistol, but keep the chip in my hand. I wander around looking for the exit, and find a restricted area. Of course I enter the restricted area. I walk down the now narrow corridors watching for security cameras, still holding the stolen chip in my hand, with the pistol now in the other. I come up to a secretary desk, and standing around it is older versions of the college humor staff (LOL) Pat, Amir, Sarah, and Jake are all talking, and greet me when I approach. I notice that Jake has long white hair, and is sitting in a wheelchair. I hear a woman shouting. They're looking for me and the chip again. A DC (A girl I used to work with, Brittany) runs up to me and tells me that I have to hand over the chip. I raise my pistol and put it to the chip. I've got a hostage now. The data on the chip is apparently worth quite a bit to them, so I figure this is a good way to get out. I start walking backwards towards the exit with the chip still held hostage, all the while Brittany is trying to get me to hand it over, walk away, etc. We get outside and stand in the parking lot. Brittany points to a car and offers to do something with it, (Maybe supe it up so I can escape with my life or something like that) if I just hand the chip over. She points to a car that sort of looks like mine, I figure she thinks it is mine, but I tell her that's not even my car. She thinks I'm trying to trick her, but it's really not my car. (It was pretty crappy) I wake up.

Again, I only remember 2 dreams, and I was trying to WILD before bed, and screwed up and fell asleep. I'm going to post the interesting one second, even though it came first. Just because.

The Theft
Non-Lucid
We were in some kind of large house, maybe a funeral home, but it was huge and had many levels. I remember we were attending some kind of gathering with two main groups. The white family and the black family. (I'm not racist, Idk why I dreamed this) Anyway, someone from the black family stole something. Whatever it was it was very valuable. I got the impression that it was some kind of magic crystal or something. Anyway, everybody freaked out majorly, and we separated the two families to the two sides of the house. We (the white family, though it wasn't my actual family) started searching for whatever it was that was stolen, and came across some black members. For some reason they started beating them with anything they could find. It then became a massive battle between the two groups. We all started fighting with pool cues and stairway banisters, chair legs, anything we could find to hit each other. After a while the groups became mixed, it wasn't the white vs black family anymore, they both had white and black members. Anyway, we led squads to go secure rooms and areas still searching for the ... whatever it was. I was a leader of a small squad and became separated from them. When I walked into a room, I found my girlfriend (who I understood to be on the other side), and I pulled her aside and gave her a hug. I then continued searching for the missing item. I had a few encounters with some enemy ppl. Wonked them on the head with my banister and continued on. (I can't remember what happened for a while) Eventually I found a bunch of them, including my girlfriend, in a study with what I recognize to be the stolen item. By now it had manifested itself as a pad of paper (Lol this is probably because I've been working so hard to remember to write in my dream journal) Somehow I decide to become a double agent, but still recognize the need for me to return the lost object, so I warned the family that I needed to call in my team and most of them left. I woke up now.

The Game
Non-Lucid
In this dream some other young adults (18-22ish) and myself were attending some kind of academy. We had regular studies and then periodically we had this game. (The whole thing reminded me of the book Ender's Game, where they had studies, but the game was extremely important as well) Anyway, in this game we were transported to this barren, half destroyed city, and were given weapons. (I know it wasn't real to us, it may have been some kind of virtual reality or Matrix type thing. No plugs though) We had present day weapons: MP5s, AK47s, SAWs, Grenade launchers, all kinds of good stuff. Anyway, I think it was everyman for him self. There were mostly guys, but there were several girls. We just ran around blowing eachother up. Our class leader/teacher/whatever was a 30ish black woman with short dreadlocks and silver+topaz beads at the end of each. I don't remember specific skirmishes, but I do remember the end it came down to 3 of us. There were me and a friend, and then this girl with long, straight, black hair and was armed with a RPG. She killed us both with 1 rocket. I remember comming back to the training center laughing about it, and joking that I got killed by a girl. Fun Fun.

First Lucid Dream that I know of, was last night, funny enough, the night of my joining this site. All I remember is thinking "This is a lucid dream. I'd better focus on my hands to stabilize it" Though I had some doubt the had thing would work, and was too excited, so it dissipated. I also remember there was a tree in the background that was rather blurry. but my hand, though really close to my face, was crystal clear.

After that I don't remember anything, but later in the night I had another dream. I was in a large community center or something, that had 4 or 5 levels. at first I looked at everything on each level, till I was on the second level or something, and just went up the stairs to the top. There were lots of posters, as well as a giant lane swimming pool. the top of the building was a large water slide that lead to the lane pool. Thats all I remember

Non-Lucid
Lucid
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Vividness:4
Recall:4
Hours of sleep: 11 and a half
Food before sleep: Mini Butterfinger Crisp

Me and some random guy were digging where he said he thought he found something. We were on a different planet...But, it was much like Earth. We dug for a little while before we came to a drop down. He let me jump in first and I found that it was like a hallway leading into a grand house. Shortly after I realized that he had not jumped in with me. I shrugged it off and continued to walk down the hallway. When I came to the entry way I realized that it was a house...FULL of mummification tools, including all the wrappings and salts, etc, etc. Now that I think about it the house kind of reminded me of the Forest Temple in The Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time... I looked around for a little while. Completely freaked out I decided to walk down another hallway that was well lit. It lead to a kitchen/bathroom/office. There were two toilets, a full kitchen, a shower and a computer with three flat scream monitors. I noticed that one of the toilets was next to the kitchen counter and the other directly in the shower. The shower was long enough to hold a six foot man and then some! I then walked back over to the toilet next to the kitchen counter. It was oddly shaped, it even had two separate toilet bowls, so two people could sit and do their business at the same time. I think looked on the counter to see a control panel that controlled how the toilets flushed. There were two different settings that I tested. One of the them was the normal pee setting and the other setting was a weed setting.. Apparently they needed to flush some weed in this house. I skipped past the kitchen and went straight to the computer with three monitors. I sat down in the office chair and tapped the space bar. Thankfully it wasn't turned off, I clicked open the internet and typed in YouTube, but apparently that planet didn't have YouTube. Then a family that kind of looked like my own walked in and the dream ended.

The recall on this dream was hilarious. I woke up and had forgotten almost completely about it and then my mom, brother and I were talking about Halloween decorations and my brother was trying to talk like my grandma's dog. My mom then said that my brother sounded like a mummy and thus I instantly remembered this dream and got my dream journal to write it down before I forgot. Then, I decided it would be a good dream to start off my online dream journal.

Hi
Type: Non-lucid, vivid, memorable
Lucidity: [1/10]
Vividness: [9/10]

A family reunion at a resort settled on the side of a gorgeous beach, rock faced cliff leading down to the beach, huge glass doors, the whole shibang. It's a beautiful sunny summer day, dark green foliage and healthy trees everywhere, white sand. All is well, children playing, until one of the Aunts of the family notice the youngest child of the family is missing, a little girl. The whole family searches around the house, no girl - spreads the search outside around the house toward the beach, everyone is calling for her. As more time passes without finding her, the girl's mother becomes more and more frantic and paranoid [as any mother would in the situation]. Since these huge rocks [like Red Rocks in Denver, except normal looking with green moss] are right behind the house, the mother is convinced she's fallen off and everyone heads down to the beach below and recruit the beach goers for a search party. A bell sounds in the distance and everybody gathers around - a man sees something in the near distance floating in to shore.

The scene skips to flashes of some pictures of the little girl laughing and playing with a guy in his early thirties probably, pretty normal looking, that somebody must have taken earlier that day, showing that she must have been abducted by this man and killed. The family finds the work-place of the guy since he is nowhere to be found, a video rental/convenience store, and go there late at night after they hold the girl's funeral on the side of the hill near the place she died.. The father of the girl walks behind the counter and register and holds him up against the wall by his throat, acusing him of what he did and getting angry, not shouting angry but more of a morbid/calm/sad anger instead of hysterics. The whole family files in behind him, takes pictures of this happening, and proceeds to walk around the store like tourists, beach clothes, big glasses and all, checking out the movies available and eating food off the shelves [evidently terrorizing the guy]. Some of them go outside to smoke periodically. They leave after a bit , silently staring at the clerk [stealing lots of stuff from the store as they go], push him over and say "This isn't over."

Focus switches to the clerk ,sitting on the ground behind the counter with a kind of confused, thoughts burning through his head - he never abducted any girl. He was spending his break on the beach, and happened to walk past a little girl with a sunhat and dress on. She looked up and smiled at him, and as if the rug was pulled out from under his feet, the world turns hellish - black stormy sky, the girl has become a nude red demon with distorted and malicious looking features, and the ocean has morphed into a swirling vortex of fire and lava. The demon grabs his leg and starts hauling at his leg, pulling him into the ocean of fire. He loses conciousness, and comes to his senses lying on the beach, alone. He looks into his lap, where the family threw the pictures of him playing with the girl happily, hauntedly.

After this I'm on the hill where the girl is buried, digging through her coffin, which is like a shell of a coffin around hers, so she's not lying there dead or anything. It's dark out, waning moon and lots of stars, it seems that the hill is near the backyard of the supposed abductor. I'm looking through this bag and I find a comic, which shows the entire dream I just had, and at the end it shows this place 2,000 years later, and the place where the girl pulled him into the fire, there is a swirling rock formation that resembles the vortex that had appeared. This adds to the creepiness of the whole thing, and I run down to the water to investigate. I'm wearing beach clothes, feel the cool sand under my feet. Incredibly clarity. Well, there's nothing there, just an ordinary beach, and I run back up to the coffin to fetch the comic book to show my friends, but when I look it is no longer there! I don't feel compelled to open the casket, nor fearful of it particularly, but close the coffin and start heading to my car. As I do my black cat Tori runs past me and meows, I chase and pet her a bit [ADHD LOL] then dash to my car to drive off quickly since I'm trespassing on this guy's property. I get in, foot on the break, try to quickly search for my keys where I usually stash them - find it! - fumble a bit and stick it into the ignition, lights on, turn the key and the car won't start and I wake up.


This reinforces, yet again, that driving a car is one of my most frequent dream activities, for whatever reason. I've been in a car in several dreams just in this past week. I've resolved to do an RC every single time I get into a car from now on . If I'm in a car and realized I haven't RC'd yet, then I missed the target but RC anways. This way I'll have it in my head "did I RC when I got in the car?", and if I didn't I might think to myself "Well how and when did I get in this car? Who is with me?" and might impel me to examine my situation more intently and BAM LUCIDITY.


well.. that's the plan at least.

10/19/10
Dr. B from college is with me. He is acting weird. At one point he is sitting behind me, and he keeps touching my waist and leg. I find it weird but don't try to stop him. My (real life) husband is with me, I think. Dr. B gives me a little packet of rolled-up notebook scraps, tied with twist-ties. He leaves. I open one of these scraps. It says something about love on it. I say to my husband, "He's in love with me." Husband says, "I know." We sort of shrug with a 'that's weird' sort of attitude. Later Dr. B is talking about a paper-writing competition that I should enter. I say I wouldn't know what to write about. He says I just need to build off this other paper I wrote about religion and culture.
I say that I've started composing a song (on the piano) for the competition to go with my submission. (The song is actually Mariage D'amour by Clayderman, which I learned to play a few weeks ago.) There are two pianos here. My mother is playing the full-size one. The other's keyboard is very short, maybe only 1 1/2 octaves. I wonder to myself if I will have enough room. I try it and determine I need the full-size piano. I ask my mom if I can play the song. She says yes. I sit down and start playing. I struggle. I don't quite remember the notes. Eventually I can play a little of the song. (I am playing without sheet music.) Dr. B is there now. I am hoping to impress him but he doesn't pay much attention to my playing. He is walking around me with cups and champagne (?) saying, "[She] has not yet agreed to marry me."

At one point I am saying to him that I'm not sure I've ever written a truly good paper. He responds with not-quite-reassurance.. something about how when he gets a whole class-full of papers something in them must be good.

There's another scene where I am with some women (friends?), describing my encounter with a blonde woman. This person was a religious fanatic. I was talking to her as research for my paper. This woman said something like "I hate all niggers and jews." And I asked her, "This is because of your religion?" And she says yes. I am acting out this exchange for my women friends and acting really obnoxious when I am playing the bigot woman. Dr. B says that I asked the right questions.

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Commentary:
I don't recall ever before having a dream in which I play piano. That's really interesting. (I've played piano since I was 7 years old.)

The Dr. B love stuff might just be day residue because I was reading about King Henry IV on Wikipedia last night, and he was a huge philanderer and had a zillion mistresses.

Interesting that my mom made an appearance too, and that she was playing piano. (She does play piano in real life.) All I saw was the back of her head, though. She had brown hair, not quite shoulder length. She has gray in her hair now, though, which was not in the dream.

I've entered some type of sanctuary, in a place that's like a crevice in a sandstone mountain/rock, with a pool of water in the middle about waist deep with massive, beautiful trees with huge trunks growing out of the pool, with leaves like a willow, flowering. There's a stone path I can see on the pools floor, and a stone path around the side of the pool. I am walking around the path, and there are some people dressed mostly in black sitting against the wall that seem to be praying or contemplating. I get an intense feeling that this place is sacred, and walk slowly and act accordingly. I come across a type of gaurd, sitting cross legged dressed completely in black robes with a type of mask/head dress. The gaurd does not move as we pass, and just beyond there is a ledge leading into the pool, the stone path is infront of me, and I step in the pool feeling the gaurd's approval to my entering the pool in some sort of direct communication method. The people that I am with walk through the pool to the right along that path, underneath a stone arch in the wall that leads to another room. Wading in the pool I admire the beauty around me and walk to the left toward the trees, and I notice an unusual pattern in the rock wall infront of me, like icycles or the types of rock formations you find hanging down from caves like pillars or spikes. I see that the formation continues down into the water, so I take a deep breath and submerge. Looking ahead, the pillars continue down [only waist deep or a little more, and the place is dark, yet at the same time a reddish-orange glow radiates from the corner, and it seems to get deeper and deeper, and I am suddenly seized with panic and fear, and percieve the place not necessarily to represent hell or evil, but eternity, fear, inhuman, dark, perilous. I jump up from the water and look around to find my friends and tell them what has just happened and leave the place, but I am still curious, and master my fear and submerge again. This time I gaze into the abyss, between two tree trunks, and while it looks the same, I see it this time without fear, and it fills me with a sense of eternity, calm, orderly, representing death to me. I sit cross legged, on the floor of the water and breathe underwater, and just gaze into it and filled with a profound sense of calmness of mind, and nothing else.

This dream held a lot of meaning for me while it happened, and ever since it has happened I can remember the entire vividly. I've come to feel that the dream has some parallel toward my attitude about death, or attitudes, if you will. The gaurd and how we communicated is still has me struck dumb. I'm not big into dream interpretation but it seems to blatant to overlook.

I'm living in a city with a river and bridge dividing it in two, as I can see from aerial perspective. A huge transport/trade ship gets hit by a bomb on the river, I overhear conversation that it's a series of attacks and that the water is so cold that the men overboard will die if they don't get out within ten or fifteen minutes. I'm running toward the waterfront with a friend who I can't identify, we find part of the waterfront that isn't blockaded/fenced of and start shouting "Hey! over here!" as some members of the ships crew float relatively close in the water. We help haul up about five men onto the pavement. They are all foreigners, mostly black or asian, and have a very strong/calming presense about them. We're all sitting down on the concrete, knees to chest relaxed. Lots of fences and square concrete buildings, no signs or beautiful scenery, very plain, grey skies.