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    1. A photo in the temple

      by , 04-17-2019 at 07:16 AM
      I saw a photo in a temple, it was put there by my uncle apparently, it was strange it looked as if he was treating the whole thing as his own, I didn't like it but couldn't say a word as it's none of my business. I took it to see and forgetting where exactly I took it from had a bad time remembering and putting it back. I went on and wrote on the ceiling my handmark, to let people know that I contributed to the place somehow, but then it looked as if I was dishonoring the place so I tried to remove the sign, but wasn't very successful.

      Whole thing was about being confused what's going on and what I am doing about it.
    2. 20 Feb: Live music at bar, photoshoot, puppy and dirty room

      by , 02-20-2019 at 09:17 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

      Friends running a school bar. Not going well, failling at pleasing costumers, lots of technical fails when playing live music. One night I come to help, suggest spontaneous performances, I sing a bit, people start to enjoy and I tell my friends it is a matter of time all problems get fixed and costumers start coming, since there are no competitors.

      A high fashion model is doing a photoshoot, she is really tired and upset with how it's going. I stay to watch and help her out and realize it's really a hard time for her. She is doing a series of photos wearing weird conceptual stuff, she can't move once its on and they have to carry her up some rocks, through caves, cold and wet places. Then at some point they want her to climb a vertical cliff because everyone else is afraid to do it and help her. I help her and she is very thankful.

      I watch some adorable movie and since there are now bendable screens, we can get a movie on a sticker, glue it to any surface and I take it to a bench by the sea and stick it there for people to watch if they sit there.

      I meet some kids with a tiny tiny puppy, they let me play with him, then I ask if they bought or adopted. The girl confesses they bought, kind of scared of my reaction as she noticed I meant it as criticism, but I try to be civil and say it's ok, they didn't know better and explain to them why adopting from shelters is so important and buying animals is wrong.

      Picking wood for my fireplace near my mom's house, but then head to a hotel instead of my home. My room is full of flour and other cake ingredients all over my bed. I tidy it up.
    3. Train station, taking pictures and people leaving

      by , 01-23-2017 at 10:51 AM
      I am at a train-station.
      There is snow so appears to be like wintertime, but in a weird way I know I am in a warm country where winter with snow never happen. It is a dry and warm country in reality, the winter is meaningful in some way. There is someone with me, constantly behind my back and following. Its a friend.
      The country is a foreign place for me, a country far away, and we are both taking pictures with our cameras.
      I have noticed that mine has a very long lens on it, and I can zoom in very far. Its an interesting function, it takes some time for me to adjust and focus the camera. But at some point I succeed.
      I walk around in the train station and take photo after photo. Some are meaningless and not beautiful or interesting in any way. But every now and then I am surprised by how well a photo has turned out.
      I walk to another platform, where a train has arrived. People walk out of the train and there is a lot of hustling and bustling, people everywhere. Again I take a lot of photo's.
      The now empty train is soon going to a new place, so new people are going towards it to step inside and make their journey.
      People come form all corners and they even walk on the train track. It appears to be a country where a lot of people with dark hair live. I am not sure which country.
      I take a picture of how they walk towards and enter the train.
      When I look at the screen of the camera, I am utterly amazed by the beauty of the picture. Some people, people that are on the move, appear like a blur. Others are clear and colorful. I cannot explain what it looked like, it seemed a very balanced out picture.
      A flow of beautiful people leaving, on a journey. For some reason it has a significance that I do not fully grasp.

      Updated 01-23-2017 at 11:01 AM by 92558

    4. [06-05-2016]

      by , 06-05-2016 at 10:22 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      First dream

      For several days, I was driving by car to school. Once when I came back home, there was an utter mess inside. My family has visitors and everyone was preparing for brother's wedding. I saw that my pal looked like a known actor and wanted to make a photo with him, but I had to find something first. I took out a police officer suit and gave him. Mother wanted to make us a photo with a palm of her hand. Next day I was driving to school on a bike.

      Second dream

      It was a dark, rainy night. I was a vampire lord on a huge and wealthy, though a little rundown castle. I saw myself from third perspective - I had dark gray arms length hair, slightly gray skin and red eyes. I was wearing a purple-red nobleman suit. I was sitting in my study, when I sensed visitors. To remove suspicion I made a hotel in my castle. I went down a spiral staircase and saw a young couple. A man was taking their luggage while woman went to book a room. Then she told her partner to take luggage to their room.

      I waited until he goes away and ran up to her. She was a tall blonde woman, wearing casual clothes. I could see from first person as it surely wasn't original part of dream plot. I caught her by arms, she tried to free herself. "Do you love him?" I asked and she said that yes. "Would you like to surprise him? I know a shortcut through this castle!" She agreed and I took her to another part of the castle, going through wealthy furnished chambers and dark corridors. I took her to a tower and opened a wardrobe, saying that it has power to bring her to her room.

      She walked merrily inside. Darkness in the wardrobe was truly ominous, I laughed maniacally - flames shot from the wardrobe and demonic screams could be heard. After a while I said to myself "Just kidding..." She safely ended in her room. Going back through dark corridors I thought that they need more light. With my thoughts I invoked light. Each invocation sounded like I was burning up a torch. I tired to light a torch by shooting fire from my hands, which I did successfully.

      I finally got to castles courtyard. Again I saw from third perspective. I looked at the sky and screamed, raising my hands a little. I summoned a thunderstorm, thunders stroke as I screamed. In the rain I ran towards main entrance and hid under cloaks hanging on the wall. I was crying, a butler came to say that I must go to my chamber. On the way I met another vampire and my mood got better. Together we entered my chamber, where vampire hunters were waiting for me. Together we unleashed our horrible powers against them, avoiding their holy magic. They got disintegrated, but my companion got destroyed in the end.
    5. #91 - Surrounded by friends

      by , 06-17-2015 at 07:40 AM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Black: non-dream
      Blue: non-lucid
      Red: lucid

      Dream - Surrounded by Friends
      This was a pretty nice dream... I lived next door to a friend and he was having a party or something, he seemed to have them all the time and I didn't always go I think. They order pizza a lot too, I was surprised how the pizza man had never accidentally come to my door because of the way our houses were, they were pretty much conjoined with a single shared gate and no driveway. The gate was part of a brown picket fence and the pathway leading from it split in two towards our doors. I went out to join the party, it was like I was finally rejoining them though, as if I had isolated myself for a long time and wasn't used to the atmosphere. Someone yelled that he was taking a picture and everyone got together, I recognized a lot of friends and among them was an old friend called Aaron. Aaron and I had been friends since we were 2, but he moved away and we fell out of touch after a couple years, but it was a really nice dream, like we had done a full circle.
    6. Cash Counter, Angry Birds, Tyson Goldsack Interview (23.8.14)

      by , 08-23-2014 at 12:56 PM (CHiLLEN's Dream Journal)
      Dream 1 - 4:34AM

      I'm outside of a shopping center. I'm laying out money on a bench, and seem to be struggling to count properly. I have to count it multiple times to confirm it's correct. I leave the money on the bench and walk away from it, but can still keep an eye on it. Daryl walks over towards it and pretends to be suspect, and acts as if he's about to steal the money.

      I think my Brother and Dad at one point.

      I'm now down the street I take my dog, and it's night time. I see an Indian man on the side walk and he seems a little bothered by something. I try and act cool, and not make him feel as uncomfortable. I start to ride my bike, except it's majorly over sized. I find this odd. I begin to worry, as I have forgotten a helmet and didn't want another fine (got fined earlier this year :X). I am now seeing a scene of a 2 Collingwood players in a tackle. One is a rookie and the other is Scott Pendlebury. The tackle ends with the rookies neck getting cranked into a weird position. At first the rookie means to put his head in an awkward position but eventually it becomes a bit more serious. Scott gets off the rookie and he pats the rookie on the head.

      Dream 2 - 8:15AM

      I'm in a house with Kayley. Someone mentions about grandfather (pop) being angry? pop enters the room and complains about something in particular.

      I leave the house with Kayley. We're outside and Kayley is getting attacked by two birds (one of them is a lot more persistent then the other). It starts to bother me and I pick up and pillow and through it at the bird.

      I'm now in different location. I'm holding a baby which weighs a lot more then it looks. It like I have a led blanket strapped onto me. I look at the baby and it looks ugly as hell. I think its Kayley's child and I have the nerve to tell her.

      I'm outside and I see a baby in the pram, I think it's the baby from earlier. The bird that attacked earlier is now human, a female. She tells me she wants Kayley's boyfriend. I don't mention anything to Kayley, in case it would get her jealous or stressed out.

      I'm at another house, which is missing half its roof and walls. The bird is still attacking Kayley.

      I think I have a False Awakening, and notice that my Dad and Kayley are in the house. Kayley comes into my room.

      Dream 3 - 9:30AM

      I'm at a house and I see a Collingwood AFL Player, it's Tyson Goldsack. He's getting interviewed via video link. I see bunch of males sitting on plastic chairs. They're watching the interview and smiling. I expect Tyson to mention about distilled water and the amount of health benefits it gives you, so it can convince a few people I know. I begin to realize he wouldn't bring it up as in why would he?

      I think I'm in my estate and I see a massive photo in the sky. It's a picture of Jayde. It's showing 3 separate photos of her side by side. The picture on the left is extremely cute, she has short hair. The middle is kinda fugly as her hair is abnormally long, and the right is an average photo.
    7. Dying Grandpa, Lava and Pills, Library Lucidity, and More

      by , 07-15-2014 at 03:38 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      My grandpa was still alive, but he knew he didn't have much time left. I was with him, my mom, and my aunt Marge, though I feel as if there were more people there too. They were all very sad about him dying, but he was at peace with it, and was trying to make the most of his last moments.

      I was then somewhere else, though the situation had not changed. I opened a door, and saw my grandpa sitting in a chair at the head of a table. His hair appeared different than it ever was IWL, with streaks of red, some blonde and maybe brown as well, though the red is what I really remember. I then caught a quick glimpse of my mom and aunt, who were sad and not wanting him to go. I feel like they were asking him, pleading with him not to die. He looked at peace.

      My aunt Marge closed to door. I wasn't supposed to be there for some reason.


      I was at my old job, which was a department store. It was nighttime. I was in the building with a few other associates.

      I was over by the women's fitting rooms, when I saw some lava leaking from a crack that it had caused in the wall. I remember going back to it a little later, and more was coming out. I started trying to cover it with clothing, but, of course, the clothing just caught fire and burned up. I felt as if we were trapped.

      I then had another idea. I went to another fitting room with another associate, and we started looking for fire retardant clothing. We looked through lots of packaged pajama sets that normally the store receives around Christmas. I went through lots of red ones. Then, a supervisor, Charles, came up to us.
      "Those aren't going to work," he said.
      I imagined the fitting rooms slowly filling with lava.

      Someone went back in the fitting rooms a little later to get something, and I was surprised when they came back out, because some time had passed, and I figured it was filled with lava by now.

      Then, I was close to the front of the store by the doors, when Ashley, another associate and my IWL friend, came back in. I asked her if there was a way out, and she said no, there wasn't. I imagined it outside, us surrounded by lava or erupting volcanoes. I knew we were doomed to die in the building. We all knew.

      I then approached Jaime, a manager, and asked her if she had anything strong we could take. If we were gonna die slowly, may as well not be able to feel anything. She took a silver package of these big pills out of her purse. They were Percoset, a strong pain killer (never taken them IWL). She gave one to me, one to Ashley, and took one for herself. The pill was wrapped in another piece of plastic besides the silver packaging, but it was supposed to dissolve when you took it. I put it in my mouth to swallow it. It immediately tasted very bitter. I tried to swallow it, but it was such a big pill, it was proving to be difficult. I really wanted the bitter taste out of my mouth. Before I swallowed it, I already started to feel the effects of the pill. I figured it was a fast-acting pill for those who were in major pain. I remember Jaime chewing her pill. I didn't understand how she could stand the bitter taste.

      I woke up for a little bit, then went back to sleep, entering the same dream.

      The pill was in full effect now, and I went to the bathroom to pee. I looked down at the tiled floor, and the designs on the white floor tiles appeared to be oscillating. Yeah, definitely feeling the pill. I stood up, and then, even though I did not feel the need to pee, I kept peeing. I peed a lot.


      I was at the department store I used to work at again, setting up some display on the endcap of a register. It was almost Christmastime. I thought to myself that it seemed so soon for Christmas; it felt as if we had just had it. I remembered the year prior with my husband, who was then my fiance. It seemed like just yesterday.

      Then, Ashley walked by. She was wearing a black maxi skirt that was slightly sheer, but only at the legs, and a black top. She said
      "It's been a year, and I'm going to be possessive of you, _____, and _____." I can't remember what else she said besides me.
      Apparently, Ashley was my wife. She had some issues about Christmas; something about the holiday made her feel insecure. I understood this, and was not upset by it. I just wanted her to be happy. I "remembered" kissing her, and thought about how I never thought I would marry a woman, and how my family never saw it coming either. But I loved Ashley; she was my wife.

      I then "remembered" driving to see her the prior year on Christmas, and taking pictures of the road on my way and sending them to her. I remember one in particular of the interstate in front of me. I was in the far left lane, and there was a metal chain-link fence on the divider. I think a semi-truck was also in the picture.


      I was walking through a city in the daytime. It was sunny out. It reminded me of a video game. I was with my husband, Dallas. The objective of the real-life game was to kill the governor. I had a shotgun on me.

      Dallas and I split up at some point. I was walking the streets alone, searching for the governor. I feel like I encountered some people and talked to them, but I can't quite recall. I noticed my husband's absence, and wondered where he was.

      I then approached a building and entered it. It was a library. I was standing in the huge foyer. There was a service desk in front of me, and behind it, glass windows looking into a room with computers and books. The floors were dark wood, and the lighting was sort of a "mood" lighting, not too dim but just right. Immediately, I recognized this library as one from a dream I had years ago, and knew I was dreaming. The dream quality instantly started to suffer, so I concentrated on my hands so as not to lose lucidity. My hands were changing as I looked at them, turning into baby hands and sprouting extra fingers. I walked as I kept focus on them, and the dream seemed to stabalize.

      I approached a young, tall, skinny girl standing at a podium. She looked to be in her early teens, and had dark hair pulled back into a ponytail.
      "What's your name?" I inquired.
      "Jaime," she responded.
      "Jaime, are you a real person, or are you part of my mind?"
      "Part of your mind," she responded with a smile. As she said this, she stepped out from behind the podium.

      I then went somewhere else, up some stairs I believe, and into a very crowded hallway with a balcony overlooking the foyer. It was circular and stretched around the edges of the room. I approached a blonde boy, probably about the same age as Jaime, and found out his name was Josh. He didn't really seem happy. He reminded me of someone I met IWL at my old job. He had the same name as well. He looked similar too, though much younger. I was having trouble getting him to look at me in the eye. I took his shoulders in my hands and said something to him, though I can't remember what. I was trying to get him to see something.

      I then was not sure what else to do with my lucidity. I didn't feel like I had much more time. I could not remember any goals I had prior to falling asleep. So I decided to do something I actually haven't done in a long time in my dreams: Fly. I took a running start, and people started to look, telling their friends to look because I was going to fly. I ran up and down the hallway a few times before I decided a running start wasn't the best way for me to do this. I leaned over the balcony. I saw all the people across from me on the other side of the hallway, and everyone below me in the foyer. I wasn't sure about this, since I had not done it in so long, but I let myself fall from the balcony. I then flew. Everyone was cheering me on. I was going very fast, however, and felt out of control of my speed, though I could rise and fall when I pleased; when I thought about going higher, I would, and when I thought about going lower, I would. I was just going so fast...

      The cheers then started to slow way down, like when a record is slowed down.
      I had an FA in my bed. I kept my eyes closed for awhile, but finally decided to get up out of bed, because I was hearing what sounded like someone peeing, or water trickling into water. When I went to get up, however, I noticed that my feet were already touching the floor, as if I was half standing, and half laying down in my sleep. I got all the way up and walked down the hallway. I noticed my husband standing in the guest bathroom doorway. The lights were off in there. That's odd, I thought he went to work. I got closer and noticed his shorts were pulled down, and he was peeing. Is he sleep peeing?

      Upon getting closer, I noticed he was peeing in my cat's water dish! My cat, Belle, was just standing there too, watching. I started getting really pissed at him (no pun intended), and yelled at him for doing that. I know that he and my cat don't really get along, but seriously?? I started yelling at him to stop, and asking him how he would feel if someone peed in his water. He said something smart-assy back to me. As I was raging, he started to walk away into the kitchen, which was much, much bigger than our IWL kitchen, which actually brought me to lucidity for a second, but I was so angry that I lost the lucidity in my rage. I noticed that the kitchen had chopped up potatoes all over it; the counters and every surface were covered. I knew he had done this just to spite me. I asked him if he was going to clean it up, and he shook his head no. I was so fucking angry. I went into the guest room, which also looked much different, and tried to slam the door, but the coat rack on the top prevented me from doing so (this does happen IWL). Ugh, I was so angry!

      Then I woke up for real.


      Ugh, I can't believe I couldn't remember what I wanted to do with my lucidity. Maybe another night. I'll just keep incubating my ideas, and hope that they come through into my dreams. Glad for the lucidity though! Woot woot!!

      Updated 07-15-2014 at 06:58 PM by 32059

      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , memorable
    8. 3/18/13 Red beans/Train

      by , 03-18-2013 at 11:48 PM (Leaving the matrix)
      Me, and two boys I don't recognize are walking around in some weird rundown grocery market that has only about four or five isles of food. I expected the two boys to have sneaked stealthily into the isles with me hiding from the security guard that was watching us, but when I look back, they went to these two large displays that have tons of red beans in them, and the two boys are just standing there and thoroughly digging there hands into them as if something is hidden in there. I become annoyed with them, and sneak over to them and tell them to follow me and hide because we are being watched. I walk to another isle again and when I turn back expecting the two boys to be behind me, but they're still at the two displays and they climb into the beans and disappear. I panic because now I'm alone and I feel like I'm being watched, so I run out the markets front door, and when I get outside there is a train getting ready to leave. I get into the train and walk to the middle of the train car and take a seat. It's just me and an older man in the train car, he's sitting across on the passenger side. I'm not on the train long before it stops. I get up and hurriedly exit the train, as I'm walking away the man runs up to me panicked and with a fearful look on his face. I just stare at him becoming concerned until he pulls out a photo he took while on the train, he hands it to me and I look at it being curious. In the photo is me in the seat I was in on the train, and 2 seat rows behind me are 2 grey aliens with massive black eyes wearing trench coats, and fedora hats just sitting there leaned into each other staring forward at the back of me. I become instilled with fear, then i wake up

      Updated 03-18-2013 at 11:56 PM by 61831

    9. A School Adventure; Monkey Man

      by , 12-27-2012 at 05:02 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      A School Adventure

      I was in a study hall I think. It wasn't exactly a class in any case. An authority figure, a woman, showed me and someone else a picture of space. It showed Earth and several other planets very close to each other. Each planet was inside of a bubble that depicted a danger zone for each planet.

      Some planets were in large bubbles. This meant more danger. These planets were bunched up. These large bubbles intersected the other planets bubbles; furthermore, they indicated that they were in danger of meteors hitting them.

      At this point, the person I was curled up in a spherical gel bed. He went on saying how he wasn't going to sit there and just let something bad happen. I thought his bed was a pretty good idea. It could prevent small meteorites from hitting you and killing you. I thought I might lie next to the bed for cover from one side, though I realized I could still be hit from another side.

      Dream Skip

      I then had an assignment from a teacher. It was to read a book and do a report on the main character--a historical figure.

      I took the book and was about to study, but I asked a girl I was with to suck me for just one second. She did and I liked it. Sure, it was a stupid short blow, but IWL I subscribe to the theory that it's better to enjoy the shortest time than to not have any time at all.

      I then started trying to do my report. I had a false memory that I had read the book before, but didn't remember any of it. I tried to begin reading and picking out important facts, but because I was actually dreaming, I had trouble being productive.

      The End

      Monkey Man

      There was a man up on a house roof. He had a baseball. He didn't speak. He was like a monkey or something, though not as agile.

      I asked him if I could have the ball. I thought he might get scared, but he didn't. He gave me the ball. I was so grateful that I went to find something he might like. I found a blue ball. It was like a racket-ball ball but it had parts cut out of it so you could stick your fingers through the ball.

      I said, "Here, take this" or something, and threw it up to him. I didn't want to throw it at him, so I threw it to his side. He took a step or two and got it. I was happy he got it.
    10. But I Wanted to Go to Hawaii

      by , 02-12-2012 at 03:38 AM
      Something about a 2D video game.

      I'm travelling along roads/highways with only a backpack. I was with a guy, but I stayed at the political talk when he left. He kept taking pictures of everything, including a group of veiled Muslim women who didn't want to be identified as having been there. I deleted that one. After he left, I moved to a different seat (I was going to ask the Muslim women something, but then it was time for the next talk to start, so I sat where I was). Then I won something. A choice of trip to Hawaii or other places. I wanted Hawaii, but we went somewhere else.

      On the trip, a convenience store person sells me a fake ID, and I get in a fight with the guy in the line.
    11. Posting IRL Photo on Forum, Annoying Sound, Ponies and a Blonde and Dream Fragment after...

      by , 01-27-2012 at 03:21 PM (Linkzelda's Dream Journal)

      I had these dreams very early in the morning (~4:50-5AM all the way before I woke up from the alarm clock at 7AM). I actually slept the day before at around 6PM, and woke up at 12AM, so that messed up my sleeping since I only wanted to take an hour nap at 6PM.

      Anyway, the last dream is the one that pissed me off the most, because there were things that were extremely abnormal, and it was pretty realistic, at least at the Night time setting it had

      Dream 1: Posting Photos of me IRL and receiving comments from others.

      Apparently I posted a few IRL pictures of me at some party onto a forum, probably in Dreamviews (that's weird, I never been to parties here in college), and one person told me that he got several comments (turned out to be a lot instead )from people he knew from other forums about those pictures.

      I can't remember what they said though, there were too many posts in fact for me to read them all. But I remember one photo was one of those self taken ones, where you can obviously see one arm was extended from above to get a shot of me. The quality of the photo looked pretty good too, I could see the glare on my eyes and small facial hair (but very small).

      I think I was trying to explain what happened at the party in the other photos, then I'm suddenly in the experience that one of the photos captured. I'm inside this random room, and the DC that I can recall the most from was this blonde in front of me who spoke a language I could not understand.

      (This picture below oddly resembles her, she had a slightly square chin like the one below, but she was a bit older than this one).
      Funniest dream...-15_3_8c_marina-beautiful-russian-girl-2-300.jpg

      I was probably 3 inches from this woman, and her eyes are looking up towards mine (she's slightly shorter than me by a few inches).

      I ignore her because the stare looked like what anyone would do when they see someone new inside the room I guess, then I go somewhere else in this room full of DCs. I tried going one way, but it was blocked by another.

      Then I find a place to sit, but there are too many DCs to even sit on. One DC in front looked like my mother, but she was sitting near the edgiest edge of the fairly wide couch others were sitting on.

      That's all I remember for that one.

      Dream 2: Science Lecture Night Class, Annoying Sound, Slutty Housewife

      I was inside a lecture class at Texas A&M. It seemed to be a night class (I don't have any classes at night that start from 7-9pm) and it looked like it was a Chemistry Course as well. While the instructor, who was a male that was fairly huge in weight was talking about things I don't remember, there's this annoying sound coming from the wall.

      It wasn't too loud, and everyone else in the room probably didn't hear it, but then it got louder and louder. From where I was sitting in this lecture class, I could see a small rectangular hole going vertical on the wall the sound was coming from. I peek through the hole and see one or two DCs that I know of in real life.

      Let's call one "Tim" since he resembled the guy from the Tennis Team I was in at Cypress Lakes High School when I was Sophomore and Junior there.

      The lecturer, whose features that become more apparent to me, was wearing a huge dark shirt to probably conceal the bad parts of his stomach (again he was fairly huge). He had brown or black hair that was pretty well groomed and looked very smooth.

      He said in response to the annoying sound that he will take attendance really quick, and will give one of the loudest yell he could give at the room or hallway the sound was coming from. I'm guessing he was trying to suppress his rage until he was done taking attendance and getting out of the room.

      I think a dream fragment came from this dream, so I'll add it here: Basically the dream repeats with a different lecturer, and I tell him that the sound from the wall is just something they had to do and it's best to tolerate it. He agreed and was trying to read, but the sound made it too hard for me to understand what he was saying, and then the fragment fades....(now back to the main dream).

      Then the dude from the room where the sound is coming from is screaming that someone jacked his car. Apparently he was doing something for them, and he forgot about his car keys, and he assumed that they stole it from him.

      He started panicking on how his mother would freaking kill him if she found out about this.

      Then all of a sudden, I'm being displayed a chat system (like an IRC) with a picture of an anime lady on the right in red hair I believe (or brown hair that was very close from being red).

      (Kind of like the picture below, except she was on the right side, and she wasn't EVA either

      Funniest dream...-snake_eater_-codec_screen-.jpg Funniest dream...-women-talking-phone-shutter.jpg

      Someone was typing to her hypothetical questions on what she would do if her son got the car given to him stolen. (which is apparently Tim's mother I'm assuming since this part started a few seconds after his panicking).

      I can't remember what exactly what she said, in fact, I was paying attention to her while using my peripheral vision on the messages coming up on the left. She was one of those purple tank tops, or the tops that made a V-shape on the person's chest to emphasis on the cleavage.

      Funniest dream...-hdrt0125blavenderh.jpg

      She was wearing a skirt too, and it seemed she was on a bed sitting at the edge of it.

      She looked like a "Rich Housewife" type of mother. She was smiling and had cellphone on her hand. It was a still picture, but it progressed to other still pictures of her in different positions later on.

      So by now, I realized that when she's talking on the phone, her words are being transferred to the chatting system on the left. The last part of what she said that I remembered was something about not having much of a libido anymore.

      (I'm not too sure if she said "Libido" or "Anima," but it if was "Anima," it would've been weirder because she's a female, not a male. So most likely the word was "Libido," but I still had some doubt about what she said since some of the text was a bit blurry to me.)

      I think she was lying when she said she didn't have much a libido, because through the whole phone call, she's smiling, at least the picture of her on the right is smiling. Then the picture shows her fingering her vagina throughout the whole phone call.

      This woman was wet down there, like she enjoyed being a liar and had some kind of fetish or something for phone talk. She had that devilish smirk on her face as if she did something immoral.

      All I remember for that one.

      Dream 3:

      I'm outside near a place that resembles the area my Apartment is at near my University,and it's night time, or at least very early in the morning where it's still dark (2-4AM setting to it probably). I'm also in my underwear throughout this entire dream (until the dream scene changes)

      As I'm walking towards my apartment (it's on the bottom section of the overall complex), I see this blonde DC when I get to the door to go into my apartment.

      I couldn't get a good analysis on her face other than she probably wore mascara on her eyes and her hair seemed to be bleached, but still retained some blonde color to it.

      Funniest dream...-indian-hair-blonde-straight-full-lace-wigs.jpg

      I also see these brown ponies, maybe one to four overall, following this DC in this dark setting. There was one horse that came near the small patch of grass near my apartment, probably to eat from it.

      At this point, I'm leaning against the curved sides on the wall looking at this blonde walk from the street. Then I realize the pony had to go back to her, and said to it "Hey!"

      It looked at me quickly, and it looked so adorable when it responded to me by moving its head to my direction.

      But I didn't want the blonde to see me for some odd reason, so I tried to shoo off the pony to go back to the female while trying to hide from the female at the same time.

      It finally did, and the blonde turned around and realized it wasn't with the group, and I think she called it to come and it did.

      Then the dream scene changes where there's this mini-bookstore conveniently placed in front of me, and there are DCs lining up to go into the store at night or early morning where it's still dark out. (This is probably a dream fragment that occurred after the blonde DC one).

      I'm still in my underwear, and I'm holding two packs of stamps that had the color of red. It's those stamps you use to make a mark on a piece of paper or whatever. It even looked like those candle material stamps they used for scrolls too.

      I stamp a random yellow piece of paper I believe, and I think after that, a DC in front of me was collecting these yellow papers that other DCs were giving to him as well. He faces me signaling if I'm done with the paper, but I probably said no and kept holding on to it.

      That's all I remember for that dream and the dream fragment.

      I WAS REALLY PISSED THAT I DIDN'T DO A RC when I met the blonde. .

      Updated 01-28-2012 at 02:06 AM by 47756

      non-lucid , dream fragment
    12. July 26-27

      by , 07-27-2011 at 11:54 PM
      I was with a black girl and I started to suck her toes. She starts to press on my dick with her other foot. At some point she changes into my wife and I start to fondle her breasts. She turns over, face down on the bed.
      I go downstairs to get a drink and a group of teenagers ring the bell. I ask them why they are here and they avoid my question. More kids come to the front yard and someone shows me a laptop with an old photo of myself. I become suspicious and start interrogating the kid. Somehow I discover that the laptop was owned by an old co-worker
    13. diaper picture; girl in movie theatre

      by , 05-10-2011 at 11:40 AM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was in a bedroom. The bedroom was really messy, and it had two beds, both of which were strewn over with tons of blankets.

      I was looking at a pad of paper which hinged at the top, like a gum-bound sketch pad. All the pages were filled in, but mostly with words and images like photographs, as if this were some kind of newspaper or underground magazine. The images were in black and white. A lot of the images were supposed to be pronographic, and I think they were meant to turn me on personally, as if to prove I was perverted.

      One kind of badly printed, overexposed photo showed a girl lying stomach down on her bed. Her head was buried under blankets, but the rest of her body was visible. She wore a dark tank top, a mini-skirt, and a diaper. I thought the girl was an adult at first. But then I came to think she might be a little girl. I tried to look closer to see the photo.

      To my right, on the other bed, a little girl lay stomach down, wearing a diaper, like in the photo. An old man either knelt by or sat on the bed. He was well dressed and had somewhat nicely arranged, grey hair. But he looked really scary, and his plae blue eyes seemed to be bugging out of his head. He kept poking the girl's bottom with his index finger.

      My mother, or a woman my mother's age, may also have been in the room.

      I looked back to the sketch pad, to try and find the photo. But I couldn't find it. I kept flipping through the pages. But I might only have seen a bunch of words. I heard some voice talking about the passage of time and how sad it is that we can't go back to what we used to be.

      Dream #2

      I was in a movie theatre, sitting on the left end of a right aisle, a few rows back from the front. I was all alone in the row. My brother and a couple other people his age sat in the row in front of me. The lights were on in the theatre. It was like one movie had just finished and we were now waiting for another to start.

      A tiny, little girl with kind of long, messy-curly, blonde hair and wearing a long-sleeved, red shirt and a diaper asked if the seats to my right were free. I said yes. She may have asked something else, because my brother was standing up and giving all kinds of advice to the little girl.

      The little girl sat in the seat right next to me. She grabbed my arm and cuddled against it. She said, "I'm so happy we get to sit with you. My mommy will be here in a second."

      I felt like my brother was jealous that the little girl had completely ignored him while he was giving his advice, and that the girl was so excited to sit by me. I hoped it wouldn't cause him to have any emotional difficulties or outbursts. But my brother must have sat down with his friends.

      Eventually the girl got kind of bored sitting by me. She hopped off the seat and tapped on the back of my brother's seat, as if she wanted to talk to him. Now I felt a little jealous.
    14. The life of Her

      by , 04-13-2011 at 07:55 AM (Percy's Void of Thoughts)
      The life of Her (Non-lucid)


      This was an extremely long dream. I can only recall fragments from the first part of the dream. Several days, nights, months and years happened in this dream. I think I was a spirit guide from a lady since she was born until she was old. The whole dream covered the life of her. She had no name, so I call her, "Her" It felt odd to be a dream, I was not lucid and I was not Astral Traveling either.

      - Her was born. Female, blonde, special child. She could see me.
      - Years passed, she had a hard childhood. She only could trust me.

      I was in a hotel with Her. Her was about 10.. The hotel did not have much decor, it was mainly a wooden closet, a bed with a green cover and two brown lamps. There was an odd lamp by the closet that made noises and revealed images from the future when you walked by, but I was uncomfortable, so I left. I started to talk with Her. Music sounded in the dream. She was sad because she had no friends. I told her to be assured people loved her. I told her she had indeed friends.

      Now I was at a swimming pool. Her was about 18. Her was nervous and excited at the same time. She was going to have a race. She jumped on the second aisle of the right of the pool. Two female ladies tried to screw her, however, a third lady, who was Mexican jumped between then and pushed Her to the corner. Her was happy that she did not have to deal with the other two ladies anymore. A gun was shot and the race started. Her dove and started to swim very fast, she arrived second, someone arrived prior to her and received the gold medal.
      Her left the swimming pool to me her only friend, or maybe two friends. I was floating in the middle of the pool, now empty. I could see the spectators seats. The seats were wooden and they had a shape like a pyramid. The sits were so next to each other that I could slide on them and get into the pool. Oddly, I did not splashed.

      Now I was in some gardens. Her was about 40. Her found some hidden stuff of a friend. Her told me she was not a fancy city gal but a more rural gal who grow in the woods. She told me she had to act like a city gal to fit in. There was a small wooden house under a couple of trees. There was a sink in the middle of the house, but not faucets, just the sink. The sink looked old and damaged. There was not pipe on the bottom of the sink. I saw some blood under the sink (on the ground)

      I was in a big forest, but it had almost no trees. Her was on her 80s. One of her last wishes was to take a picture of me, with her. I told her I did not belong to that world and I doubted the camera could picture me, but I tried. There camera had a two inch radius objective that was tried to a cord. She moved the objective and placed it on my forehead. Her said, "Right where the Third Eye is!" Then, she moved the objective back to the camera. It was dawn and after several tries, only her appeared on the photo. I decided to take some pictures of her and I told her that my energy would be within her photos. Her was happy. She smiled, lied down in the ground and died with a smile on her face. Shortly, I woke up.
    15. I Got Hired! (Too bad it was a dream.)

      by , 03-27-2011 at 07:09 AM (The Lab Notebook)
      Awake, Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

      [Dream #1] I'm at the offices of a certain company. [The layout is slightly different than it is in real life.] I'm wearing jeans and a white T-shirt with some logo on it. As far as I know, I'm there to volunteer for the day, to test-drive the job I'm being considered for. [Specifically, the one I'm being considered for in real life.] From the part of the office where all the workstations are, I go out to the front reception desk for something. The person at the desk asks me to stop and let her take my picture for my ID badge. I'm surprised. If I'm getting my picture taken for my permanent ID badge, that must mean that they're actually giving me the job! I hadn't realized that today was officially my first day on the job! I had thought I was just there to volunteer and see what it was like. I'm so happy and honored that I actually got the job!

      I speak to the lady at the front desk, expressing some of that excitement and those thoughts, and adding something along the lines of, “If I had known today was my first day and I was getting my picture taken, I would have dressed up more!” She tells me that since I'm not wearing any makeup or anything, I should go back to my workstation and look through my paperwork from the interview and application process, to see if there's still a good, professional-looking photo of me in there. I go back to my workstation and do so. There is, indeed, a good photo of me among many other pieces of paper in a manila folder. I bring the picture back to the front desk and give it to the lady there. “I have a nice smile in this picture,” I say when I give it to her. She accepts it, and we shake hands. I start to say something like, “You have no idea how much this means to me! This is only my second full-time job ever...” I kind of stop after that, because I've just realized that mentioning how inexperienced I am probably isn't the smartest thing to do at my new job.

      I go down some stairs, which lead down and out of the building in a spiral. The outdoor part of the stairway is carved out of stone. On my way down, I pass my friends Linda N. and Janet
      [they're both friends of mine from real life]. I smile at them and say hello.

      When I woke up and discovered that my first day on the job had just been a dream, I was genuinely surprised, then immediately became genuinely angry and disappointed. [It makes sense both that I would feel that way and that I would dream about getting that job; I've been waiting all week to hear whether I got the job, so it's been on my mind a lot and I really, really want it to happen. Also, I'd like to note that this dream was actually much longer and much more detailed, elaborate, and vivid than described above. I didn't get a chance to write about it until just before bed the following night, though, so I no longer recall all the details.]

      [Dream #2] I'm out on a road trip with my family. At a store where we stop along the way, I buy a small children's book that is [somehow] about the song “Friday,” on impulse. We're on our way to stay at the home of some friends. When I get there, I sit on the floor in the living room and read the book. [I could read perfectly normally in the dream, as always, but I don't remember now what it said.] While I'm there, three teenage boys come into the room.

      The house we're staying in is huge, and has lots of people living in it. I watch some younger kids get up to the second floor by climbing some stepladder steps that jut out from the wall in one corner of the living room and lead to an opening between the first and second floors. To get to the bottom step, they have to stand on the couch.

      I wander into
      [what is most likely] the dining room, passing the woman whose house it is along the way. On the back wall of this room is a normal staircase leading to the second floor. The woman asks me if I want an entire room, or just a place to sleep. I answer, “I just need a place to sleep.” The woman tells me to go upstairs, and I do so. The staircase ends in a bedroom with a kid-sized bed; this will be my place to sleep. I'll have to sleep with my feet and probably half my lower legs hanging off the end of the bed, but I just accept this. Beyond this bedroom are other bedrooms and bathrooms, and even a third floor to the house, really just a loft bedroom situated in the highest gable of the house.

      Updated 03-28-2011 at 05:40 AM by 37356 (adding more detail)

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