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    1. playing game, penises and Robocop!

      by , 05-15-2016 at 06:00 PM (My Robotic imagination)
      I start off at Burton Ave in the diningroom. It was night time and I was at the computer playing against other players. For some reason I was after the a RL player I hate and was looking for him to cause problems with :-p Any ways I find him but was unable to get into the room with him and left to go elsewhere.

      After that I'm now in a different part of the dream and is in the basement with me mom. We are washing cloths and as we are doing so I see that there are realistic penises inside of the pants. We are are shifting through the pants and find more detached penises. They are the correct color and e has hair on them and various sizes. Why are these here? We seem to take no note of this strangeness going on and go about looking at them. I find on, hanging out of the opened zipper area that was limp and small while my mom says after picking up a pair of Khakis that here is a big one. I look and it is indeed a 6 incher blown up dick pocking through the hole of the pants. There are many more of them, various shapes and sizes and hairiness all floating around and from under the cloths. As we were messing around with this. I began to hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

      Me and my mom looks up only to see robocop coming down and he was looking at me through his visor. It showed me and my mom in his targeting computer like sensors. He said something and then he starts heading towards me, completely ignoring me mom who bolts up the steps behind him. I darted around the furnace as he reached out, trying to grab me but get air instead. I tried to go up the steps but lost my footing on something and fell on to the steps, collapsing part of them. I fell in the gap and robo looked down from where he was, which was right behind me. He jumped down, making that giant thump sound with his feet and starts pulling the debris off of me not to help me, but to get at me. He wants to kill me for some unknown reason that much was known and I had to find out some kind of way to elude his sensors and thermals. I kicked some debris at him and he swatted it away and started kicking his way through the pieces of wood and trash. I side rolled pass his as he tried to grab me again, ran up the bottom part of the steps and seen that there was another way out but it was in a nearly impossible area, between the gap and the steps I jumped and grabbed on to its ledge and start to pull my self up. I hear robocop yell, "Noo!" and he jumps up and grabs me from behind, pulling us both back down into the gap. His hands were around my waist but the fall impact caused him to lose his grip and I got away from him just in time before His hand clenched shut. I had no other way out of here. I needed to make that jump or die trying. I made a B-line for the gap again, leaping up the damaged steps and bounding across the gap and made it. I pulled myself the rest of the way up and turned to see Robocop looking up at me from the lower half of the steps. They were cracking under his feet and knew that he wasn't going to be getting out of there anytime soon. Or did I.

      He did a super jump, landing on the surface I was on, nearly falling backwards. He righted himself, looked at me and started after me. I backed up until my back was up against a stove. I was in the kitchen which was brighter but smaller then the basement I saw a door and ran over to it. Robo saw it and he tried to block me from it but I narrowly escaped with out face planting into his chest.

      Once I got outside Knowing he was trying to kill me I became angry at him and said. "So this is what you like to do, Alex? A titanium dead man walking around, killing organics like me? I'm pretty much glad that I can die, that way I don't have to put up with watching people grow old, wither up and die like you do!" His eye widened up and he let out a cry of rage as he hurls himself into me, knocking us both down with him on top of me, pinning my face against his chest anyhow. He was heavy and it was hard to breath. He took his helmet of and showed me his face that had crying eyes. I was telling the truth. "why are you trying to kill me?" I looks at me and says. "I am not." He then gets up, puts his helmet on, wanks aways, picks up a sponge like item and throws it at me. He then starts to run at something and once he gets there he says "safe." Baseball? Really? You want to play ball? Are you serious? I throw it with lack of interest but robo walks fast over to it and then throws it back at me, this time I catch it and says "out!" Another DC wearing a peach colored shirt comes in and this time I was taking up bases that were not really bases. We used items that were part of the environments such as trees, rocks or even a car. I slid towards a rock but I was unaware of it being muddy and slipped and fell. The DC I was with started laughing, sounding like a laugh from a fail video I watched where a man trys to bust a TV screen with a bat that bounces off and hit the man in his face and someone starts laughing at the end. lol. Anyhow this DC was almost an elder but still had blonde hair and she tackled me next to a car, getting her self all muddy. This was a nightmare of a place to be trying to play this at but I think something I said to Robo cop made him Murphy again and he is showing his human said of being playful instead of the murderous mechanical side. I ducked down into the mud, burying my mouth in it and I can see how nasty this mud looked all black, sticky and yukky. When I came up again there was a bog bubble around my mouth, expanding with I breathed out and contracting when I inhaled. Robo said something to me about that but don't know what it was.

      Updated 05-15-2016 at 06:10 PM by 13650

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      lucid , non-lucid
    2. Back to Work (30.6.15)

      by , 06-29-2015 at 11:08 PM (CHiLLEN's Dream Journal)
      Back to Work
      I'm working which is at the home town basketball center. I think it's hafele. I'm where the back of the old courts are, and there was an opening in the back left corner. Its coming to the end I think, cause there isn't much to do. I see a couple trolleys and collect them. The trolleys are miniature. A worker that's doing the same job jokes around and says "get ur own job". I leave the trolleys in his path to collect, but he says "well don't just leave them there, put em away". I put them into there bays. I try and put them in perfectly, but they move around. I check the other bay and notice that they are not neat either, so I just leave mine as is. I wanted it to be perfect for the worker as I wanted to do things right because I was new and nervous. I tell some of the workers about how I used to be on disability pension, and how it got cut due to getting 10 points instead of 20.
      I cranked some tunes off of my phone and left it on a ledge so people could hear it.

      Work must be over cause I'm in a car with people. In sitting in the back with a female, it's dark, so it's hard to tell who I'm with. I think it was Ashleigh Hunt. I soon realize that I have left my phone at work and tell them they have to turn back. I can tell some people are pissed off by the sighs. To my surprise, Ashleigh hands me my phone. It was near me the whole time. I think back and remember placing it next to me.

      I'm back at work, but it's changed to Bunnings Warehouse. I'm near the entrance to depot, looking at cloths. There's a lot of clothes. I think they're all donated clothing, because there isn't 2 of the same thing, and a lot of different sizes. I see a man near me browsing for clothes also. I mention about finding it hard to find the right size. He disagrees with me.
      I see something on the wall. Another worker shows me what it does. It has chicken inside it. He opens it and we start eating it. He told me Daryl paid for his. I'm holding a box with chicken in it. I grab some lemon and squeeze it on, over doing it in the process. I have a bite and its nice.
      I'm standing around and I see a guy that has a English accent. He calls a guy Joe Weller that passes him. It rings a bell that name. As Joe comes over, I recognize him. I say "I know you...."

      Dream Fragments
      I'm on the streets in a Arabian place. There's dirt roads, and Arabian people. I see a car that arrives with a man wanting to sell his fireworks. I imagine shooting a Firework into his car as he drives off, resulting in his death.

      I see a man with an erection. He's showing off his fat dick. The scene changes to him having some kind of strap around his dick. It looks like a bit of leather at the base of it, almost like a little collar.

      Side Notes: Day 1 of fast, felt OK. Bed early tomorrow. I RC upon awakening without reminding myself.

      Updated 06-30-2015 at 03:13 AM by 24939

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment , side notes
    3. Brothers Spare Dick (4.9.14)

      by , 09-04-2014 at 02:20 PM (CHiLLEN's Dream Journal)
      Dream

      I'm outside in a neighbour hood street with my Brother and a few mates (Daz and Josh?). I think we stayed overnight, sleeping in an old car. The car looked like it was from the 80's or 90's, maybe an EL?
      We made a camp fire near the back of the car. Someone said it was a stupid idea. I'm assuming it's due to the car could possibly catch fire. I begin to throw something over the campfire. I think it may have been petrol.
      I'm holding a piece of plastic in my hand and I hold it need the flame but if doesn't light for me straight away, but eventually it catches fire. I thought this was odd.
      I walk off to gather some firewood in the neighbourhood. I can see a lot of logs in people's front yard but I assume that they're either too heavy or embedded in the ground. I come across some sticks and begin collecting them.
      I make my way back to where the car is and there's a man being aggressive towards us all. I'm unsure why this man is trying to fight us. My friends are fighting him and I coward out and don't help my friends. I keep my distance from the fighting.

      I'm now at a house party in the same neighbourhood. The inside of the house is very tight. It consists of a hall way with multiply rooms to the side of it.
      I'm at the front room of the house and I can see Carissa Barrete. Her job is being Britney Spears. I also see her Mother who is also talking to me. I think one of them find me attractive and fancy me quite a bit.
      I make my way into another room where I see people. I'm trying to find something that belongs to me. Clothes? Someone in the room points out where my clothes are that I've been searching for.
      Now I'm in another room, where I can see a screen. It's showing the medalists of the Olympic Games. Notable one is an MMA fighter Marina Shaffer. At the bottom of the screen it shows how much money they make for winning the medal, some higher amounts then others. I have won 2 olympic medals and hope that I get to see myself on the screen, so others are impressed with my success. I hope that maybe someone has recorded the telecast so I can watch over it.

      I see my brother through the window next to a car. The car looks a little beat up and not looked after the best. Brother seems to be working on it. I notice that my Dad and a few others are near the car also.
      The car bonnet is being held up by a dick. My brother must have two dicks and is using his spare one on his car. I look back at the dick again and notice that it's tripled in thickness. It's the size of a brick.

      Dream Fragments

      1. I'm sitting at a table with Daryl. I see that he's smoking. I'm a bit surprised by it, cause he's recently giving up smoking. I ask him if he wants the deck of smokes that he told me to hide from him, but he would only use for mixing with weed. He says ok, sure.

      2. Dad calls me dumb or uneducated. I agree with him on the basis of mathematics due to my arachnoid cyst troubling me, but insist that I did well when I was younger and symptom free. I tell him that I could do my 1-12 times table no problems. Josh tells me to do them, so I attempt my 4 times tables. I start off decent but start going on reverse as I get higher.
    4. Dreaming About Lucid Dreaming: An Underwater Game

      by , 08-11-2014 at 03:12 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was at Disney World on my honeymoon, but I wasn't with Dallas, I was with Jake, an ex. We were in this building called DisneyQuest that was not like the real one at all. We were waiting in a crowded waiting area with a long, high top table, and probably other tables as well. Jake and I were sitting at the high top table. Many other people were as well. We were waiting to get in. Somehow, I got in first, and he had to continue to wait. He didn't seem to mind.

      I was then inside. There was this thing you could do in there, some kind of quest (quest was in the name of the activity), where you jumped into this huge underwater area/maze. There were lots of items you could pick up in there, but you could only keep them if you brought them back up before you woke up from your lucid dream. So basically, you were down there lucid dreaming with many other people, racing to get items that you wanted to keep.

      I was then standing in a small cave-like square room with a square hole cut out of the stone floor that had water in it. It was an entrance to the lucid maze. At first, I was hesitant to go down there because I was scared of running out of air. I then "remembered" (again with the "remembering") that there were air pockets I could always swim up to if I needed to; apparently, this is something I had done before. I gathered my courage and was going to dive in, but ended up jumping in feet first instead.

      I was then swimming down underneath the water. There were all these open treasure chest-type things with items in them, and all kinds of different ways you could go. The atmosphere was a bit dark, but not so much so that you would have trouble seeing anything. I was looking for a specific book. It was something I had ordered and forgotten to pick up, so I figured I'd get it here. Many other people were swimming about as well grabbing items. It was like a race/game. I kept swimming and finding more places where items were. One area on the edge looked like an old, broken down temple entrance. It had some chests with items outside of it.


      I was then woken up by my husband's alarm. He put it on snooze. I went back to sleep into the same dream.

      I was still swimming underwater, but it was after everyone had left. The item chests were all empty. It seemed like it was after hours.


      Again, the alarm went off. Woke up, went back to sleep in the same dream.

      I was then going into the waiting area to see if Jake had gotten in yet. I approached him, but did not go too close. He was still sitting at the table. His back was turned to me, and he was drinking a red beverage out of a long, tube-like glass. I figured it was an alcoholic beverage. I decided to leave him be.

      I then was back under the water. The items had been refilled, and more people were swimming about. I kept thinking about my body being asleep up in the cave room with the entrance I started in, and how I'd have to start all over from there, empty handed, if I woke up. I had a lot of items, and it was hard to carry them all. I needed some sort of container for them. I noticed that people had used containers to carry their things if they had a lot. As I was grabbing for an item in a chest, a lady and her small son swam by. The lady was talking to the son about an item that he wanted.

      I was then thinking about the book that I wanted to grab. I thought about how it looked. The cover had a Mii looking character dressed in a funny outfit from Tomodachi Life. I then figured I did not need to grab it, because the hotel had delivered it to my room.

      I then had the feeling that I was going to wake up,
      and I did. To my husband's alarm. Again. Went back to sleep after he turned it off. Same dream.

      I was then going to get Jake so we could leave. I went into the waiting area. We were then in a cab, getting taken back to our hotel. The cab driver was a white middle-aged male. He was talking to us, but I wasn't really listening. I was thinking about all the other parks, but I wanted to continue what I was doing at DisneyQuest. I then looked over at Jake, and he had his dick out. He was playing with it. I was really hoping that the cab driver wouldn't turn around and see, because he'd kick us out. He was slapping it on his stomach, and it was making a wet slap noise. I was afraid he was going to start jacking off. I felt embarrassed, but at the same time, compassionate for him; I knew he had a problem. I just didn't want the cab driver to notice.

      We were then standing up somewhere outside, and he was talking to I think the cab driver. He had on these short brown cargo shorts, and you could clearly see his hard-on bulging beneath them. He turned to the side, and it was so obvious from that angle. At least he was wearing pants now.

      I then started to think that this situation was not right somehow. Wasn't I married to Dallas, not Jake? I'm so happy with Dallas, I want to be with him, not Jake.


      The final alarm then woke me up, and I was awake for good.

      ~

      I thought that this was a very interesting concept for a dream. I wouldn't say I was lucid or semi-lucid for any of it, but it was a strange state to be dreaming that I was lucid dreaming within a dream. I also liked how towards the very end of the dream, I noticed things weren't right. Of course, that happened right before my husband's alarm went off for the final time. That would have definitely been my lucid trigger. Nonetheless, I really enjoyed this dream.
    5. Bat Bite, The Talking Stag, and Being a Dude (Semi-Lucid)

      by , 08-06-2014 at 02:26 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in a very large room with many people. The walls were a cream color. We were singing in some sort of choir. I was standing towards the front, and turned around to look behind me. There were people ducking and screaming.
      "It's a bat!!" I heard someone scream.
      I then saw a bat swoop down behind me. I was trying to get away from it myself, when it landed on my hand and bit me. It left three small puncture wounds on my hand. I was panicking a bit, because I knew I needed to go to the hospital.

      There was more to this one, but I can't quite recall.


      ~

      I was working in a jewelry store. I went to open shop. I got there, and Rachel was there, too. Her parents owned the store (I worked for them at a coffee shop 7 years ago IWL). They were there as well.

      The store opened, and a girl I knew in high school, Amanda, came inside. I think she was returning something. I thought about it, and thought I had heard that her fiance' was dead. I didn't say anything to her, but approached her and gave her a hug. She didn't hug back or say anything, but I wasn't offended. I finished hugging her and walked the other direction.

      I then remembered that I had forgotten something at home. I asked Rachel's parents if I could run home and get it real quick. They said I could. I left the store.

      Then, I saw this scene of a stag in a beautiful forest. He was sitting in a tall grassy area. Sunlight was peeking through the treetops, and everything it touched shimmered. I then saw some glowing thing. I do not know what else to call it but that. It was a round shape and was glowing in faint rainbow colors, but you could mainly see white. There was another one in the back room of the jewelry store too. I think it also acted as a portal. Rachel touched it, and turned into a scarecrow. She could then approach the stag. She stroked his fur, and he let her.

      It then got to a point where I did the same thing. At first, I could see myself in third person being the scarecrow and approaching the stag. But then, it was first person, and I was stroking the stag's fur. At first, I was expecting him to run, but he didn't move a muscle. I started to speak with him. He spoke to me in a deep, male voice, talking about scarecrows and how we came to see him (he did not realize that all the scarecrows who had seen him were all different humans). We spoke of other things as well, though I can't remember.

      Eventually, I went back to the jewelry store.

      Then, I was shopping at a grocery store in the produce section. I was looking for grapefruit so I could eat it with my breakfast for a healthy kick. I saw these small fruits inside these circular holders, kind of like the ones cups are in at fast food restaurants. I went to pull one out, and it was cutting it into a square shape as I pulled it. I saw that it was a type of melon, so I decided I didn't want it. I went to put it back, but it wouldn't go back in now that it was cut; it kept sliding out. I then kept looking, and spotted a bigger white fruit in a similar holder, but I read the sign and saw it was cantaloupe. Ugh, why couldn't I find a grapefruit? Someone, a female I believe, came up to me and asked what I was looking for. I responded
      "A melon. No, a cantaloupe. No, a grapefruit."
      I think she showed them to me. I can't quite recall.


      ~

      I was laying in my room, but it was a part of a much different apartment than the one I'm living in currently; it actually seemed to be a mixture of my apartment and my dad's old practice. It had many rooms all lining the same hallway on either side. In fact, my old roommate, Cherie', still lived there. So did her boyfriend, Jeremiah. I was debating on whether or not I had time to get up and shower.

      I then got up, and walked into a bathroom (there were a few bathrooms in this apartment). Jeremiah was in the shower. I got in with him and started washing my hair. We were laughing and having a good time. I think I put my arms around his neck. I noticed that the water was kinda cold. I guess he liked showers the way my husband likes them. I didn't mind the cold much (though I do IWL).

      I then had to get out, I guess Cherie' was coming home and was going to shower with him. I had only washed my hair though, and still needed to shower more. I saw my reflection in a mirror of my hair. It was already dry, and looked very wavy and shiny. I figured I could get by with just shampooing my hair and it wouldn't be a big deal. I needed to wash my face, though. I couldn't get to my shower stuff anymore because Cherie' and Jeremiah were showering. So instead, I pretended that I had my bottle of face wash in my hand, and started to pump some on my finger. I felt nothing. I kept trying however; I put it on my face, rubbing it around. I felt it a little, but not much. It felt dry. Probably because it was.

      I then walked by another room, which was actually an office. I saw a computer on a desk in there. It had a flowery background. Now that I think about it, it really resembled my dad's old office, though the furniture was switched around. I saw my therapist in there. She smiled and closed the door. I guess she was working. I think the bathroom I normally used was in there. Crap.

      I then found myself showering in another bathroom in the apartment. I looked down and I was standing on a couch/lounge chair.

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      It looked similar to this, only it had two cushions instead of just the one, and had a curtain-type pattern on top of the navy blue.

      I watched the water hit the chair.

      I then was out of the shower, and approached a mirror in the bathroom. To my surprise, I was looking at the reflection of a young skinny guy with a white tank top on and short, dark dreads. I knew who I/he was in the dream. At this point, I became semi-lucid. I noticed that behind me, stood...me. When I moved in the mirror, the guy me moved, but the other me, the girl me, was moving of her own accord. This part was extremely vivid.

      I then turned around and saw Cherie' was there too, but she also was a guy! She looked similar to me. I knew who she was supposed to be as well. I said to her
      "I wonder if I have a penis."
      I looked down to look. I didn't see a bulge. I did notice I was standing in a white bathtub though. I then pulled open my basketball shorts and saw...my vagina. I even saw my birthmark on my belly that I have IWL. Boo. No penis for me.
      Cherie' then checked to see if she had one, and she did. She said, in her voice, I might add,
      "I do. It's long enough to impregnante someone!" I saw a glimpse of it. It was hard. Damn, son. She was right.


      Then, either I woke up, or lost my semi-lucidity.

      ~

      I slept super well last night, and I know there were more dreams, but I can't remember them all right now. I just kept thinking about how I needed to sleep more. I was dog tired.

      Updated 08-06-2014 at 03:21 PM by 32059

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. 8/4/14 - The Struggle (Longest lucid yet!)

      by , 08-04-2014 at 08:05 PM
      A lot of stuff happened, and I had more than one dream, but I think this is all from the same one.


      PART 1: I was living in a home similar to my apartment. My 9yo brother and mom were there, as well as another adult and another kid. I can't remember the whole story, but there was some kind of conflict within the family. The final part involved me putting my brother to bed and saying something comforting. I heard my mom go, "STOP," from her room.


      PART 2: I was in my grandma's backyard at night with some other guy. He pointed out a big and bright red star cluster thing and said it was Israel (which is a star cluster according to dream logic, I guess) and that it was normally not visible were we were (a city). I thought to myself, I wonder if I can see the Pleiades from here? Sure enough, there was a smaller blue cluster nearby.

      Suddenly, and I shit you not, the "Pleiades" start shifting around until they formed a large rectangular pattern in the sky, which proceeded to zoom away. "Holy shit, holy fuck, HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!" I said. I'm not saying it was aliens, but it was aliens.

      But wait, I thought, I might be dreaming. I pinched my nose and sure enough, I could breathe. I was disappointed, but my attention quickly shifted to the fact that I was now lucid, and I remembered that I needed to keep the dream stable. My vision became narrow. There were two black bars above and below where my vision was, and I could see my glasses in front of my face. I felt like I couldn't fully open my eyes. I figured I may as well summon a girl while I was "there". It took a few attempts, but I finally summoned one.

      My vision returned and the dream felt stabilized. I ended up in a house where two people were going at it on the floor. The one on top (not sure if it was a guy) moved out of my way, giving me full access to the girl. However, I had quite a bit of trouble entering her. No matter how much I tried to manually "open" her, my dream logic porn dick would not go in. I did manage to get inside of her once, but it was uncomfortable.

      After that, I woke up, but I took me several seconds to fully realize it.

      TL;DR Domestic conflict, aliens, and I finally got lucid for more than fifteen fucking seconds.


      I just got an idea. If I were to see a UFO or some other paranormal thing in waking life like I did here, I would do a reality check just to make sure I wasn't dreaming (again, like I did here). What happens to you in waking life can affect dream events. So, if I watch a lot of YouTube videos about UFOs and whatnot, I might dream about them more, thus increasing the likelihood of me doing a reality check and becoming lucid.

      It seems like it might work. I'll try this tonight. What do you think?
    7. From the Passenger's Seat

      by , 06-15-2014 at 02:30 PM
      I started out my dream back home with my sister. I was changing and put on some jeans and a wife beater, as my sister and I wanted to go see a movie. Unfortunately it was around 10:00 PM and I was worred my parents wouldn't let us. Before I went downstairs to ask, I began looking around for one of those Lance Armstrong LiveStrong bracelets. I noted in my mind that I thought they were stupid, and even remembered a previous conversation I had with someone discussing how no one actually believes what they where. But I made this an exception as I found a black bracelet, with the faded words, "Program Smart" or something similar, and could get behind the message. I remember finding at least 4 other bracelets around my room before finding this one on the bookshelf.

      My sister and I make our way downstairs but beforehand wants to confirm who asks to go. I told her it doesn't matter so she went downstairs real quick and asked. My parents seemed not to have heard so we sat on the couch for a bit. My sister would bring it up on occasion, saying she's worried if they don't respond the movie will pass. Finally my parents seem to hear, and say something along the lines of, "You're crazy. It's too late."

      We end up in a car anyways (my sister driving), around the school I go to. At one point, the brakes seemed a little faulty and though she pressed on it, she went further than she intended. She was going to take a left, but several cars were making there way down the T-intersection so she waited in the middle of the road. I asked what she would have done if a car wanted to turn, as she skidded way to far, and she made some remark on them having to wait.

      As we continue driving we end up behind this car with 3 guys making fun of an older man. My sister didn't want to intrude, but I decided to press on the horn and tell them what was up. In anger, they began chasing us (we were now on foot). We ended up getting into a bathroom back home and locking the door, which one of the guys were beating against. I told my sister we were about to attack back and grabbed a towel. Telling her to get behind me, I open the door and wrap the towel immediately around the guys neck, throwing him on the ground. Everytime he decided to struggle I pulled tight on the towel as a warning, and he eventually calmed down.

      I may have awoken at this point, but after falling back asleep, I was in the passenger seat of Justin Bieber's car, him driving. We were driving around, and he seemed fairly down to earth; I was wondering why people gave him so much hate. I believe more happened in this dream, but I can't remember.

      Disclaimer: The following two paragraphs use the word "penis" a lot

      In any case, I somehow end up in another room back in my apartment and was about to take a shower. A black guy comes into the shower as well, and I recognize that for some reason he's my husband. He was also under the impression that today would be the first time we had sex. I was standing there naked waist down in the shower and he decided to do so as well, commenting on our penises as he did so. He moved his penis to touch mine, and when it made contact, I remember feeling this wave of revulsion. In addition, our penises afterward acted like two ends of a magnet, always repelling one another. He also made a comment about getting to put it up my butt now that we were married which I was going to not do, though I didn't know how to tell him.

      In any case I left the shower and turned the corner. There in another room were a group of 4 women, all of who saw us naked. We hid behind the corner and got clothed and then went back over to the women. They started talking to the black guy, while I sat in front of one of my friends (#154-26), female, playing a game of mancala. I joined the game, and she made a remark on how good she was at the game. In addition, we were cramped on this table across from one another, and everytime she moved her leg, she would somehow rub my penis in a pleasurable way. I tried to pretend I didn't notice, as I don't think she noticed, and I didn't want her to not do it, so we just talked further about the rules of mancala. I remember having trouble with some of the math, as I tried moving a marble from each different spot, as well as getting to go again, all while her rubbing my penis.

      So yeah...

      I had another dream at this point, though I can't recall quite what happened. But after this 3rd dream I had a fourth, in which I also can't quite recall what happened except for me feeding a bunny and one of my dogs bits of pop-tarts (ice cream smoothie flavored) back and forth. They would keep chewing part of my hand, and for some reason, I think it might have hurt a little. I would lightly swipe their noses saying "no, no, no" or something similar.
    8. [Pedophilia in a Dark Place]

      by , 10-15-2012 at 12:33 PM (Searching For The Center of Everything)
      [Thursday, October 11th, 2012]
      (I had just fallen asleep from waking up the first time. Before this dream, I had the Carnival dream.)

      There was an odd man and a teary-eyed child walking up a quiet path to a large cave.
      At the top of the path, the man shoves the kid inside, after stripping his clothes off and assures him, "It'll be all right, go inside. I'm going to help you. This has to be done."
      The bare child has no choice, really. He lacks sureness in his feet, as he walks into the cave, almost as if he's afraid to fall from a cliff. It was so dark, you really couldn't tell if there was a dropoff or not. The kid takes a little, but now he's in the center of the cave. You can see him hunched into a ball somewhere in the dark with your dim nightvision that no one else but us has. The man wants to do this where no one will find them.

      Suddenly- I'm the boy. I see nothing but pitchblack. The light from outside doesn't enter this cave. "I'm coming in~" a whisper violates the silence, but is carried along like a screaming wind. I take a step backwards- but I hear my footsteps crunch in the sand a few times. I stop and listen- I hear
      a "crunch... crunch... crunch... crunch..." at such an irregular beat. Something is different now and off- my skin began to crawl. The cool air suddenly became so cold, it hurt my skin. The crunching is growing closer and closer and closer. It had to be less than a yard away... I throw up my hands in pure terror in a pathetic attempt at self-defense. I touched nothing- just waved my arms around quietly.

      Then someone SEIZES my hands violently and shoved them down to my side. They lean their face closer to mine. I became semi-lucid- just in time to witness some... THING... with a sunken face staring at me dead in the eyes with soulless milky-black charcoal eyes. The face quickly morphed into Alex.

      "Do you wanna see my noon?" she whispered through the dead silence of the cave. "Do you wanna see my noon?"

      She stares me dead in the eye with a blank expression on her face. Then she slowly opens her mouth wide- and two fists pushed together... slowly crawls out of her open mouth as if someone inside was pushing them out. They began to open and creep towards my face to grab it.

      "WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP."

      (Imagine making two fists in front of you like you're holding a steering wheel tight. Push your hands together like that. Then, holding the bottom of your hands together where it joins the wrist imagine them opening and unrolling like a flower. That's how she tried to grab my face.)


      <I woke up.>
    9. Adult Anime Billboard Animation, Eating Plastic Plates, Seroquel and Competition....(SDE DAY 01)

      by , 08-15-2012 at 05:27 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)
      First day for the Shared Dreaming Password Experiment I'm hosting for 30 days, this is the first day....and today's my birthday as well!


      08.15.2012
      Adult Anime Billboard Animation (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      WOKE UP AROUND 4:39 AM and started to sleep around 11:30-11:40PM, and most likely went into deep sleep around Midnight or so, and it's my Birthday today! Way to start off this experiment huh?

      Hopefully my subconscious will give me a gift.....I don't...like seeing my dream guide or even spirit guide?


      I believe I'm outside of an area that seems to be near sunset, or early morning. I can't tell if the sun on the horizon would be going up, or going down. It seems to be an intersection I go to a lot in College Station
      (except now part of that way is blocked off from a construction site).

      I look at a billboard and see something very graphic, in fact, it was an animation as well.

      Spoiler for 18+:


      .............................

      I continue doing all sorts of things, but then I see a car coming near me, which prompts me to just stop the whole act before I make a fool of myself to someone. The car itself is some form of a dark color, and the person driving the vehicle has a familiar vibe to them.

      I think the dream shifts here, actually, it most likely shifted when the person in the car drives near me. He looks really familiar, but I don't know anything about this guy at all. Every time I'm looking at him, it's like my mind is saying "Look look look!l look pay attention to this guy!"

      But I can't get anything off from this person, I can't even comprehend why I would get these little mental pokes that this person is important in something. Anyway, since my mind is indirectly giving me hints here, I wave at the person passing by in the car, and they wave back as well.

      The man seems to be in his 30s-40s, looks Hispanic, has a dark gray shirt. By the time he gets out, I see noticeable changes in the dream environment. We're now in the middle of the road, and I believe my father is to my right side. I'm bracing my back along whatever vehicle I'm near, and it's probably what my dad was driving in the dream.

      The man is now in full view, and he's wearing dark blue shorts. It seems that based on his visage, he went through a stressful lifestyle. Certain areas were jagged, and some parts looked like his skin was going to drain in youth. I take my hand out, since I got a hunch from before, and he takes his hands out as well.

      The handshake wasn't really a decent handshake, the guy looked more oblivious than I was, or even awkward to see me. His laconic and almost non-verbal speech (mostly him saying "uh-huh" etc.) really bothered me because I felt this was just a random dream character that I had to pretend to show interest to.

      I think this same man started to ask my father some questions, and my father answers them almost immediately, I'd say 3-5 seconds after the question was asked. I think one question was related to me and college/university, and my father responds something along the lines of,

      "Oh no, he doesn't go to college, he works-----" I blocked off everything else he said in my mind or at least made the auditory input he made more passive in my hearing.....


      I look at my father with a very concerned look on my face, but I keep quiet and see how this plays out. My father is still having conversation with this man, and I noticed he's (father) wearing a dark vanilla looking shirt, and some khaki pants, along with some brown sandals or brown lace-less shoes.

      That's all I remember for that one.

      _________________________
      08.15.2012
      Eating Plastic Plates (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I'm outside somewhere, and it seems a party would be starting in very gloomy weather. It looks as if it might rain, and the dark clouds creating this slightly cold environment didn't make anything better.

      I remember seeing myself from aerial view walking somewhere along a sidewalk, and I would enter some kind of gateway to get into the front yard of someone's house. The front yard itself was very spacious, for a front yard that is, and I think there were party items and accessories confined a few series of tables covered in what seems to be a very very light violet color.

      I think I take one plastic plate, and then eat it. I don't know why, but I'm pretty sure I'm just eating the plastic plate....and I actually remember how it felt.

      It felt like having those mint breath strips in your mouth where it would dissolve easily, but while it was as thin as a breath strip, I still have to chew the waxy coating from the plastic, and then it feels I'm chewing hard gum now.

      _________________________
      08.15.2012
      Seroquel and Competition (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I remember being in a large room with light violet flooring, and Seroquel apparently has quite a few paintings and drawings for a competition that displayed the results through several meter-like objects.

      There were certain categories that I can't really remember, but I'm sure they were associated to the drawings and other aspects of the competition. I remember seeing a blue and green object flash before my eyes for a few seconds, and then came back to focus.

      I can't remember anything else from this dream.
      _________________________
      08.15.2012
      Genderless Man??? (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID



      Apparently, a dream character who looks like Robert Andrew Ri'chard does not have male or female private parts. I see he's wearing a skin-tight light blue suit that looks like it's fit for gymnastic use.

      Apparently, the loss of not having either private parts gives him an advantage when competing. I remember seeing him from a close view, and he's in the process of talking to someone near him. He looks enthusiastic and content when he's talking to this person as well.
      _________________________
      08.15.2012
      Why are my Parents Here? (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I feel an engine running, I feel myself resting at a 90 degree angle on a chair, and I hear someone talking inside. I open my eyes slowly, and find it's my mother talking.

      My father is driving the vehicle, and
      I do a nose plug reality check. I do this a few times to make sure I'm really dreaming. I take a moment to look at both of them inside the vehicle. Then I tapped my mother's shoulder and waited for her to turn around and look at me.

      This dream character looks exactly like her. I tap on her shoulder a bit, and she finally turns around waiting for my question, but all I wanted to do was gaze at her visage for a bit. I turn over to my father, and asked both of them,

      "What is the purpose of you two being here?"

      My father responds with something along the lines of,

      "You mother is not -------------"

      I can't remember the rest, but I remembered that I couldn't do anything but just pause and widen my eyes in shock. I felt as if my body was shaking. What does he mean by that?

      I most likely woke up, but I don't know why, and this was probably when I woke up for a few seconds and went back to sleep.





      Updated 08-15-2012 at 06:57 PM by 47756

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    10. Random

      by , 07-31-2012 at 06:13 AM
      Non-dream Dream

      Today I recalled a ton of totally random fragments:

      Fragment 1:

      I rented a harley and I am returning it to the dealer. The bike has a huge key. The owner is very trusting.

      Fragment 2:

      I am looking for a parking space for father's day lunch. I am waiting forever for a car to pull out and when it finally does it turns out to be a handicapped spot. Now all of a sudden the parking lot is completely empty.

      Fragment 3:

      My dad changed his entire back yard around. He fired the guy who cleans his bbq and I was really sad. The guy did a good job and didn't really break the bbq. The back yard was kind of shaped like an octagon.


      Fragment 4:

      I am driving by a cemetery. I am doing something dangerous or illegal and we are in some kind of trouble. Some chick in the car is getting bit by a snake from the road. I am driving this huge bike-like vehicle and started shouting "I don't want to get bit by the black widow!" Nobody believes me that there is a black widow on my bike. I stop and someone takes it off for me. Then I go to my parents house.

      Fragment 5:

      I am in a bar hustling people with some kind of magical device. We are playing for some kind of strange currency - almost like long bendable skis. Some guy walks by completely naked with his penis hanging out. I tried hard to ignore him.

      Who was the girl with me?

      I end up losing whatever we were betting on.
    11. One Guy Naked In A Hot Tub

      by , 06-24-2012 at 04:57 AM
      Non-Dream Dream

      I recalled 3 decent fragments and a few other one liners today.

      Dream 1:

      I am at an amusement park that is full of pedafiles. I am on top of a roller coaster with some asian guy and the roller coaster must have broken down because we have to climb down 1000 stories to the ground.

      Dream 2:

      My fiance and I acquire a lion for a pet. The lion turns on us and we are forced to set it free. We decide to do this on our street and the lion gets hit by a car.

      Dream 3:

      I am on vacation at some kind of country club or resort. There is a restaurant building surrounded by a large grassy area. About 100 yards from the restaurant there is a large spa with a bunch of people in it, me included. There is a man wearing a dress shirt, tie, and suit jacket fully submerged in the spa. When he gets up I can see that he has no pants on (lol) and his penis is popping out under his suit jacket. After the penis show, I head up the hill to the restaurant and meet my fiance. I am wearing a bad-ass robe. I make out with my fiance in our booth at the restaurant until the staff tells us to go to the sex room in the back. Awesome...

      Moments later I find myself on the roof of the restaurant (alone). I roll off of the roof onto the grass. My mom brings me into the restaurant and I have to help our chef find some magical ingredients to save the day (or to save me, not too sure here).


      Other dream snippets:

      -Bowling on a Friday night
      -I was back on Pam Ln again (childhood home)
      -I went on a hike and there was a snake
    12. 13th February 2012

      by , 02-13-2012 at 08:00 PM
      Last Nights Dreams
      Dream 1

      I am at my Mom and Dads and they have 2 big dogs..and I mean huge. I am playing in the back room with the dogs and they knock jigsaw pieces everywhere so I stop playing with them and start to pick all the pieces up and put them away back in the box on the small table.
      I now walk out the room for some reason and when I go back in the jigsaw pieces are flying around infront of me in a kind of arch pattern, it's a spectacular view and I'm amazed, I think "ohh my god, how the hell are they doing that, that's impossible" ((shit missed my cue for lucidity here)) I watch for a minute and then say "ok that's enough!" and all the pieces drop to the floor
      I now go outside and play with the dogs, my dog Simba is amongst them ((he's a silver Weimeraner)). The dogs are all playing together, I see a black poodle and say to my Mom "ahhhh he's cute, where did he come from?" my Mom says "yeah he is, the woman that had him has tried to kill him 3 times already and it was only yesterday she tried to strangle him!" I say "ahhh poor thing, can you keep him?" Mom says "I don't think your Dad wants another dog" my Mom shouts my Dad and I ask "wheres Simba?" my hubby then says "he's outside, he's frozen, he's got ice all inside him" I say "he needs to come in then" my hubby then says "no!, leave him out, he'll defrost slowly" I run out looking for Simba ((even though I'm already outside lol)) I see Simba drinking from a hole in the bricks, I go to grab him and he falls off the ledge he is standing on, his head hits onto the concrete floor below. I scream and pick him up, I examine him and he's now a swollen brown dog and his head is a square shape I think "eh!..what the hell" then I look at his eyes and realise he's still alive. I turn him a little and see blood coming out of his right ear, I scream "quick somebody I'm losing him" I panick like a mad woman then I wake up.

      Dream 2

      I'm outside and for some reason I see my hubby's penis and it's tiny. I am now talking to 2 old men and suddenly one of the old men has got his penis hanging out, it's unusually large but....the end of it is like a mouth, it looks the same as a normal penis but then a tongue popped out from the middle of it and the 2 sides began to smack together Some bloke now takes a look at the old mans penis and says "ohhhh, it's got gangrene!!" I look in shock and the tongue bit was all brown and yucky ((dream skip))
      I'm still outside and I fall over something and hurt my crutch area I pull down my trousers to take a look at the damage and ohhh my god I have a penis thing just hanging there. It's like a penis but it has 2 more penises coming out of the sides of it, I say "ohhh shit, where the fuck did that come from!!!" I inspect it then wake up lololololo
      ((I would like to thank Suena for this twisted dream about penises as I read hers last before I went to sleep, cheers mate Lmfao))
    13. laying wetwall

      by , 12-03-2011 at 02:15 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was somewhere with a boss I worked for IWL until 2009. He might have been talking to me about coming back to work for him.

      I was then in another room, maybe the next room over from where I was with my old boss. The room was kind of unfinished. The floors may have been grey concrete. The walls may have been bare drywall.

      There was a beautiful woman, maybe in her late twenties, off to my left. She may have been leaning her back against a wall. Off to her right there was a window.

      The woman may have been considering whether to give me a job. As part of showing the woman my qualifications, I was lifting a piece of drywall onto the wall in front of me. I was setting it into a framing of widely-spaced brackets. The brackets were like copper-colored nails with their ends bent up at 90-degree angles.

      I wasn't actually, for myself, completing this task in order to get the job, even though I knew the woman was trying to determine whether she wanted me for the job. And I didn't want my old boss to think that I was going for this job. If he did think that, I believed, he'd start messing around and playing mind games with me.

      I suddenly noticed, as I lifted the sheet of drywall, that I was naked. My penis was erect, and it must have been touching against the drywall, which hurt.

      Now, instead of lifting a piece of drywall into the frame, I was lifting a white, drywall-sized towel into the frame. The towel was soaking wet. I wasn't sure how I was going to be able to get this towel into the frame. It was supposed to go into the frame just like the drywall would.

      I spent a while justifying the possibility of a limp, wet towel doing something like this. Eventually I could even see the limp wet towel in my mind's eye, acting just like a hard sheet of drywall.

      Updated 12-03-2011 at 03:11 PM by 37466 (changed "edges bent up" to "ends bent up")

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      non-lucid
    14. 38th Shared Dreaming Attempt: Mayatara's Dream

      by , 10-02-2011 at 12:51 PM (International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal)
      Mayatara's Dream

      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Penises independence day
      Two guys in a bathroom start comparing their penises sizes: "Mine is bigger than yours!", "No, it's not, mine is bigger!"
      As they keep going, their penises start to grow and to swell and they are still not happy that the other insists that he is bigger. So they continue "You see, mine is definitely bigger!", "No f*cking way! Mine is bigger an inch!". And their penises become grossly gigantic and greenish and deformed. As their penises grow, the men seem to shrink the same amount and at a certain point, they are just a tiny appendix at the end of the massive penises. Tired of being the playthings of these men, the penises become alive and decide to cut the men off of them! Bleeding and shrieking, the men are then thrown down the toilet by the penises and flushed away.
      It's bloody and gore. The monster penises celebrate their freedom.

      Mission in Africa
      I'm working in an African country for a company exploiting some natural resource. They have an operational base with houses for the workers and a fence around to protect from the wild animals. But once in a while, teams are sent out to the middle of the savanna to work and there have been incidents with missing people and lost material. Apparently some bandits have been kidnapping the white workers to enslave them and robbing the machinery to sell it.
      I offer to be in a team who's going to try to solve the mistery. Zilla is also there. One day our camp is attacked and we are kidnapped and taken to the bad guys' camp. That was part of the plan. When we're alone we make plans for uprising. Somehow we retrieve our weapons and we fight back. There are shots and machete blows, people bleeding on the floor, arms and legs being cut. I go rescue the previously enslaved men, women and even children. Someone screams that the blood has attracted all the lions and hyenas that were nearby and that we should run and save ourselves. We have no chance to help the wounded and we watch from the distance as they are eaten by the lions. I feel disgusted, but at least we saved about 20 persons. With no chance to go back for water and food, we just start crossing the savanna on foot towards our company's base.
      Starving and thirsty, we arrive there and they are throwing a party! Nobody pays attention to us and they even try to take us away not to disturb the party. I feel really upset, but it is my friend Zilla who has the guts to run for the stage, where the guys in suit are making speeches and takes the microphone away from them to scream in their faces how disgustingly cold and heartless they are.
      I smile. Then I accept being taken to the canteen by some colleagues who offer us water and the leftovers from the lunch. I had rice with cabbage, mushrooms and bamboo shoots and a soup.
    15. 30 Sep: Giant penises and mission in Africa

      by , 10-02-2011 at 10:04 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      1:00

      Penises independence day
      Two guys in a bathroom start comparing their penises sizes: "Mine is bigger than yours!", "No, it's not, mine is bigger!"
      As they keep going, their penises start to grow and to swell and they are still not happy that the other insists that he is bigger. So they continue "You see, mine is definitely bigger!", "No f*cking way! Mine is bigger an inch!". And their penises become grossly gigantic and greenish and deformed. As their penises grow, the men seem to shrink the same amount and at a certain point, they are just a tiny appendix at the end of the massive penises. Tired of being the playthings of these men, the penises become alive and decide to cut the men off of them! Bleeding and shrieking, the men are then thrown down the toilet by the penises and flushed away.
      It's bloody and gore. The monster penises celebrate their freedom.
      [Freud would go bananas with this one I was quite upset all day with men's ego and overall male's attitudes, so that's where this came from.]

      Mission in Africa
      I'm working in an African country for a company exploiting some natural resource. They have an operational base with houses for the workers and a fence around to protect from the wild animals. But once in a while, teams are sent out to the middle of the savanna to work and there have been incidents with missing people and lost material. Apparently some bandits have been kidnapping the white workers to enslave them and robbing the machinery to sell it.
      I offer to be in a team who's going to try to solve the mistery. Zilla is also there. One day our camp is attacked and we are kidnapped and taken to the bad guys' camp. That was part of the plan. When we're alone we make plans for uprising. Somehow we retrieve our weapons and we fight back. There are shots and machete blows, people bleeding on the floor, arms and legs being cut. I go rescue the previously enslaved men, women and even children. Someone screams that the blood has attracted all the lions and hienas that were nearby and that we should run and save ourselves. We have no chance to help the wounded and we watch from the distance as they are eaten by the lions. I feel disgusted, but at least we saved about 20 persons. With no chance to go back for water and food, we just start crossing the savanna on foot towards our company's base.
      Starving and thirsty, we arrive there and they are throwing a party! Nobody pays attention to us and they even try to take us away not to disturb the party. I feel really upset, but it is my friend Zilla who has the guts to run for the stage, where the guys in suit are making speeches and takes the microphone away from them to scream in their faces how disgustingly cold and heartless they are.
      I smile. Then I accept being taken to the canteen by some colleagues who offer us water and the leftovers from the lunch. I had rice with cabbage, mushrooms and bamboo shoots and a soup.


      7:00

      Updated 10-02-2011 at 10:07 AM by 34880

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