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    1. A Usual Work Meeting

      by , 07-08-2019 at 01:54 PM
      I'm at work about to head into a meeting. I see a co worker I know and say hi before going into the room. Once everyone is here, a lady wants everyone to all take a picture so we all crowd together. She keeps changing our positions though and it takes quite a while. Once she does finish, most of the meeting time is over and people begin to leave.
      Tags: meeting, picture, work
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. 03 Jun: TV show on my late friend's house and storm back home

      by , 06-03-2019 at 02:20 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


      A tv showing some house full of abandoned stuff, neighbors talking about the people who died or left, cops going around. They say they'll open up the house to people interested in taking things away. Me and mom apply. it's like a game, they choose people and divide into 4 family teams each with a coach / guide who explains the rules and guides us orderly into pre-selected divisions. We feel very anxious because there is a team who is being clearly favored, they are some 6 people and they are the first ones allowed in the house, while our coach is just stalling us with talk. We pressure her and she starts saying she will block us if we pressure her too much. She finally takes us to the living room and explains what we can take. We look around to choose because we can't take everything. I look at the bookshelf and see some books I really like, but leave it for the end. I'm certain the other contestants won't care about books. I find family pictures and realize our late friend's Nela family members and there's pictures of her so I grab all I can. I tell mom and she agrees the pics should stay with us.

      I am at home. Riverstone arrives. It's a summer storm like we never seen. Strong winds. I suspect by the sounds I hear that our gutters are not holding on. I check through the window and they break, ending up pieces on the roof and others on the ground. I go outside to pick it up but it's very dark, so I ask Riverstone for a flashlight. He hands me a wet sponge. I'm puzzled and say how did he heard sponge and why would I need a sponge? Then he goes back and brings the flashlight.
    3. Khakis

      by , 09-06-2017 at 08:36 PM
      The final 15? mins of sleep I experience multiple falling asleep/waking moments which lead to fragmented dreams and a brief moment of lucidity.I find myself in a dimmed room, with not very pleasant brown greenish hue and examine a picture with the same color. It feels as if the dream hasn't fully formed which is probably the case from the constant short wake asleep episodes prior to that.

      A DC runs around trying to engage me, but I only examine him and then try to project the same image of him on the picture I just found. I flip it around and try to see if it's the same DC, but it is a different one. I examine his clothes and try to memorize them (brown khakis). I spend way too much pondering whether khakis can be any other color than brown and remark how poor my dream memory can sometimes be.

      I hear the voice of my boyfriend supposedly from real life telling me that I have overslept and will be late.
      I wake up to find that there are 5 mins left to the alarm.

      Updated 09-06-2017 at 08:56 PM by 61764

      Tags: khakis, picture, voice
      Categories
      lucid
    4. Dream about 3 nurses

      by , 08-09-2015 at 03:33 AM
      My first dream in a while that I can actually recall. Nothing about it makes sense because none of what was said relates to my current situation in any way.


      I was talking to someone,but they were standing behind me so I couldn't see who. My phone went off. I went to check it. I had gotten a message. I saw some words scroll across the top of the screen,but missed most of what was said. So I opened the message to read it for myself. It was a picture message. The picture was of me and three blonde women in,I'd guess,their 30s and early 40s. They seemed identical in the fact that they all had the same long,straight,dyed blonde hairstyle. We were in some kind of office. They were all dressed very professionally whereas I was dressed more casual. I had this feeling that maybe they were nurses. I was seated,one of the nurses stood to my right and the other two stood behind me. There was something written under the picture. This was the message I had seen part of earlier. It said,"Sorry,but I can't marry you. But it is fun to think about sometimes," I remarked to the unseen person with me that something about the picture didn't seem right. Out of the corner of my eye,this young woman,average height,with short brown hair walked up next to me and examined the picture. She pointed to the back wall which was painted light blue. "Like this,you mean?" she asked. She rubbed her finger over the picture. "This should be more pinkish,right?" The wall in the picture changed to a pink color. I said yeah,but wasn't sure that was the problem with the picture.

      Updated 08-09-2015 at 03:36 AM by 66492

      Categories
      dream fragment
    5. Trolled by Dalai Lama

      by , 03-03-2015 at 03:03 AM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I'm eating a nice meal with my spiritual guide and a couple other people at our table. We're content, and enjoying what is before us when suddenly we look over and see the Dalai Lama at the very next table with some of the high ranking Tibetan leadership around him. The Dalai Lama makes a scary face at me, and then they take our picture with me looking all scared. I'm a little embarrassed, and regain my composure. But they didn't want a nice picture. The Dalai Lama laughs and turns back to his table. For some reason, I don't think he likes me. My spiritual guide looks at me and I know that it doesn't matter if anyone likes me or not, no matter who they are.
    6. Pictures of the Simpsons

      by , 01-06-2015 at 05:38 PM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I take a picture of my mom's dog and cat as they are both sitting in the kitchen right next to each other. They both smile and look at the camera. The perfect shot. Funny how both the dog and the cat look alike, and also look like my dad's weird dog he has. My sister wants to see the picture, but when I look at it, they aren't looking at the camera anymore, even though I already took the picture. I look for another picture, but all I have are photos of the Simpsons in real life. Mostly weird ones, like a tiny animated devil sitting on a chair, with Maggie poking her head around the side, and Marge in the background. Or a photo of Mr Herman.

      Suddenly I am on an airplane right next to an animated Mr Herman. Apparently he's a really fat guy, I'm not sure where his character comes from. He says, "I'm Mr. Herman!" and suddenly we're both falling from the plane. Now I'm watching us fall, hit the ground, but all cartoon like.

      I stand up, the cartoon effect disappears, and there is a big bottle of whiskey in front of me. Kind of like Goldschlager, but with red bits instead of gold. Must be cinnamon flavored... An old friend next to me tells me I should have drank it earlier, but I can still drink it now. It seems like a tasty idea, so I reach for it, but wake up because I can't feel my arm, and my shoulder hurts. Arm =/= shoulder.

      ...All of this in an unplanned nap on the couch with the cat on me!
    7. 11/8/14 WILD Attempt DILD + DEILD, On a Trip Again

      by , 11-09-2014 at 03:17 AM
      I was motivated to dictate my DJ this morning so I might as well dump the full length version in here.

      "This is something where you vote too wide to (the) area...something where you vote too wide to change." Dialogue plays in my head after I awake...after I start playing the dream through my recall...but I am almost positive this was something my still semi-dreaming creative mind came up with after awakening... Not unlike how my mind sometimes goes off on tangents daydreaming about how one thing could lead to another which used to sometimes go pretty far down some tangent. This could happen then this...then this. Anyway I was outside a home. I am waiting for some reason and I hear a good deal of noise that seemed to come from inside of the house as if something was knocked down in there. At some point I see that the door is cracked and can see a smaller SUV parked or crashed near the edge of a pool perhaps in the back yard but almost seemed as if it was inside the house...can't remember but don't remember becoming lucid at all. A woman arrives....is that your (SUV)? Did you see that the door is open? I ask. She wants to go in...I'm not so sure. Others arrive including my wife. Something is fishy about the people who invited us here (day residue from b's mlm attempts?). Someone shows me a picture of one of the guys who is hosting this and he is part of the leadership of this cult? Organization? The picture looked like it was taken from a stone tablet not unlike a grave memorial where you can include a picture but there where other pictures next to him of the other leaders? As I am looking at the picture on her phone, the guy in the picture walks by. I motion to my wife that I need to ask her something and I step back outside and tell her we should just leave...these people are weird (at the very least they are trying to recruit us) she argues we should stay until the end of presentation(?) and then leave. Why? (Wake) This is where I think that continued dialogue posted at the beginning fits. To bed after 12. Wbtb ~615.

      Longish LD chain. I'm trying to WILD and I get to different sensations of my body shutting down and me falling asleep and at some point I feel like I am completely asleep but in an utter void. I decide to try my eye clench thing and I get heavy vibrations and I start propelling myself I imagine far far into space. It is actually quite a fun feeling with almost no visuals and I stopped at some point and imagine that space may be nice and cold way out here. I decide to continue some more further before I seem to arrive back at bed with some slight sounds of my wife snoring, I assume an actual awakening. I hold on for a DEILD and find myself in a bedroom, it is supposed to be our bedroom but different and the TV is on and I think about all of the fun things I could do in this dream even with my wife. On TV is playing perhaps Cinemax but it seems to show a little more pubic hair on the woman than they normally do. This reminds me that I'm still dreaming. I feel a little bit lazy and just decided to lay there and observe the TV and try to figure out who the two actors are so that I can remember when I wake up. The woman maybe looked most like Renee Zellweger and the guy was definitely no one I could remember having seen before. He had brown hair and a bit of an boyish face despite stubble but with a hint of mischievous look. The blonde woman I remember trying to remember what her name was so that I could record it in my DJ when I wake up. At some point the dream seems to be fading but I hold on and my body seems to move with the transition and I just relax and enjoy it. My dream body that is. I eventually really feel myself floating down towards the floor and get a view of Hotel like carpet, very short. I decide this is a great time to push off the floor and get up and explore. I walk towards the front door and before going out of the hotel room in the middle of the night I think to reality check one more time and I remember rubbing my hands and putting my fingers into my palm but not really giving it an honest try so I decided to hold my hands up against the door and I definitely have extra fingers. I open the door and find a fairly dark hall and start making my way through the halls...there are quite a few switchbacks in the halls and I think about how I never seem to experience scary situations in my lucid dreams but then I squash that thought lest it leads to a scary lucid...though I have a lot of confidence and almost no worry figuring that I can do whatever I want if something scary does come up. I think to summon girl friday in the dark halls and tell myself she will be around the next corner but these halls are pretty much devoid of anything but I keep trying at each turn and each hidden corner I tell myself that #girlFriday will be there. It still does not work and I get a sharp feeling as if something has trapped my right foot or is squeezing my right foot and I try to think of a good scenario that would include that feeling to turn it around into something positive. I think that I was starting to return to my body and I was probably feeling some uncomfortableness in my heel like I often do and that is what created that feeling and I did wake up. Counting 2 LD's for the 3 separate experiences but assume only 1 actual awakening in here. 228 & 229

      We are on a trip somewhere and it seemed like we borrowed someone's home that we met only once. I drove very fast over a field of ice plants worrying a litte too late that I might damage something on the underside of the car but I think it is a rental car. I finally came out onto a dirt road took it down to the main road and was trying to figure out my way back to the house that we were borrowing. I made my way to the entrance of the town and it had a very cool statue that I was observing and had some moving parts. It was talking about being historical. It seemed to have some kind of mystical or fantasy tie-in. As I'm looking at it I see an advertisement for "Six Flags something something" maybe great adventure and it seems like we have quite a bit of time left on our trip and I think that my son would like to check that out and I would love to check it out and maybe they have some historical displays like at Six Flags Over Texas. I try to take some pictures and actually do but I have a hard time figuring out if I should take it landscape or portrait to get both the cool statue and the Six Flags display and the moment into the picture. I dig in my pockets looking for something and find one blank short key one short key and one long key...the latter two are cut already. I make my way into this indoor bowling alley type place where I guess I'm meeting up with my wife and son and it is very crowded. I see a security guard being mean to different people but he ignores me and I squeeze down past him down to this lower area squeezing in between maybe a vending machine. I find my wife and tell her something. Oh she said something about the mean security guard and some of the kids look like they're complaining about the security guard also. The security guard gets a phone call and it sounds like all of the sudden he is talking nice. By the way he is talking or maybe I can hear some of the conversation coming through earpiece I get the impression that the police are on the way to shut down this place due to complaints. So I told my wife to follow me towards the front of building and she and indicates that our son is upstairs sleeping. She starts to gather her stuff in the front closet and she has one big heavy bag and two other bags and wonder why she has so much. I agree to take the big heavy bag but then I tell her to wait in the closet while I go and get our son upstairs but I'm dragging this heavy bag with me and wake up before I make it all the way up the stairs thinking I should have left the bag back in the closet and just got it when I came back down. Just before this dream I remember being in a big room with lots of my wife's family and her cousin N is doing this funny joke where he will wake someone up taking video of them and he'll cut back later good video of something else and because they just woke up and disoriented he will be able to convince them that they did something silly while they were waking up. I wonder if he might have done it to me already and I may have said something about all the crazy things I do in my dreams. Interestingly I recently dreamed of an ice plant (as in an ice making factory) being nearby while on a trip and when logging it into my dream journal I thought of botanical ice plants and I get them in a subsequent dream!
    8. The Smart, Hostile Mansion

      by , 09-08-2014 at 02:22 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was now living in this huge old mansion. I was a new resident. It was like a smart house (if anyone's ever seen the Disney Original Movie "Smart House") where it knew its residents and whatnot. When you walked in the front door, you were in a small living area. There were chairs and couches to your right, and a fireplace to your left. On the wall above the fireplace was a small picture that looked like it had fallen onto the mantle. If you were not a resident and a resident had not announced their presence in the house (they literally had to say their name to the house; the house couldn't detect who the person was, but knew their voice and their name), the picture would rise up onto the wall, expand and you'd see that it looked like a huge painting of a man's who looked like Beethoven's face and bust. He would take on an angry expression, would glow electric blue for a second, and then shoot electric blue lasers out of his eyes at whoever was intruding and instantly kill them, turning them into a pile of dust on the floor.

      I was in the car with my mom. She was driving, and I was sitting in the passenger's side seat. Someone else was sitting in one of the back seats, but I'm not sure who it was. We were going to meet up at the house I grew up in with a bunch of women from Dallas and I's wedding: My bridesmaids, mother-in-law, etc. Everyone was going to wear the bridesmaids' dresses that I had my bridesmaids wear. I didn't want to go. Not at all. We were going to be out late, and I didn't want to. I kept thinking about the next day and how I was going to the beach with my mom and dad, but I kept going back and forth on that one, thinking maybe I wouldn't go, but then deciding that I wanted to go because it was the beach.

      Anyway, so in the car, we were painting our nails. They had to be a certain color, brown, because all the ladies at the get together were doing it. I had a base coat of chipped purple nail polish on my toes already, but re-did the ones that were really chipped. My big toe on my right foot had some very chipped polish on it. I touched it with my finger, and it rubbed right off. Guess I needed to redo that one as well. I asked my mom to give me a base coat, except for I called it a "top coat", and she gave me some hot pink sparkly nail polish. I had expected her to hand me some clear polish. Apparently, you could pretty much use any color as a base coat. I started to use it. There was a lot of polish bottles around me now, the colors I remember being sparkly white, the sparkly hot pink my mom gave me, and a dark purple. I was using all the colors to paint my toenails with their base coat. At one point, I was using my finger instead of a brush. I was then painting either my nails or my finger nails now using what I thought was brown, at least it looked brown to me, but I was actually using the dark purple. I then noticed that it looked like a lighter brown with a shimmer because of the purple.

      There was also this bottle of off-white sparkly nail polish that looked like it had some red or pink in it from dipping the wrong brush into it. It got dumped out the window, my window, either by my mom or the other person in the car.
      "Don't do that! You're wasting it!" I said.

      My brother's fiance' then called me. She seemed a little irritated.
      "What time?" she asked.
      "7:30," I replied.
      "It's until 7:30!?" she then asked, thinking that she was going to miss it.
      "No, it starts at 7:30," I replied.
      "Oh, ok," she said. She then hung up.

      Then, we were at my new house, the mansion. Apparently, someone in the party wanted to see it. We would only be there for a little bit. We were then in the house, and I was standing on one of the chairs across from the fire place. No one that was with me went past the point of no return. I had also, for some reason, not yet announced my presence. A group of other people then came in. First, a girl who looked kind of dorky/like a girl scout came in, followed by a group of people who just wanted to see the mansion. Oh shit. They were all casually walking towards the point of no return. Some then started to pass it, angering the picture. It came to life and started to zap them with its laser eye beams. It sounded like photon torpedoes from Star Trek: The Original Series. Many people turned to dust on the floor, and the people behind them kept walking like nothing was happening! What the fuck! I was yelling at them to stop, but no one was listening. They eventually got zapped too; this thing didn't miss a beat. I noticed one of my bridesmaids was about to pass the point, and I told her not to, and she stopped and backed off. She was a girl I don't know IWL. She was quite tall and had on a long, blue and white tie-dyed flowy summer dress.

      The house then was raging because so many people had tried to breach the security. These holographic-but-real giant blue bowling balls started to bounce towards us. I was knocking them back and protecting myself from getting hit. They felt heavy, but not as hard as bowling balls. This went on for awhile. When it ended, my dad, who was apparently there, jumped in front of the fire place in a volley ball bumping stance, like he was ready to take on more bowling balls.

      I then looked out a window to my right that went outside, and saw the holographic-but-real guard dog, who was a little beagle. He was sitting under an overhang chewing on too-ripe bananas. They would pop out of their skin from one of their ends and splatter on the ground. I peeked around to see the splatter, which was just out of my sight, and saw the splatter was black. Weird. It had something to do with the trespassers, like a kind of threat or something. I then started to call the dog, seeing if I could get a voice recognition on my name.
      "Hey! It's Krista Glory!" I said to the dog a few times.
      He didn't hear me though. I "remembered" when I had told the house my name and the dog would appear and run up to me and be excited to see me. This dog must be set on some sort of mode to where he couldn't hear me or was programmed to ignore everything except for the security breach.


      ~

      I woke up and wondered where "Krista Glory" came from (my last name is NOT Glory and never has been IWL). Yay dream logic. I love it. XD

      Updated 09-08-2014 at 03:29 PM by 32059

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    9. Work/Fight with Cherie'/Baby Picture Frag

      by , 08-29-2014 at 01:10 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I remember nothing about my first dream, though I do know I had one.

      ~

      I was working at the bakery, doing something with...well...baking. I "remembered" working as a decorator in training, and wondered why I was now on the baker's side. The sides were swapped from where they really are IWL. I also "remembered" seeing a girl I work with sometimes named Courtney C. taking orders on the phone; that was her sole job for the day, to stand by the phone and wait for calls.

      I was then mad at Cherie' and someone else about some way they were treating cats, or some thing they watched about cats...I can't remember exactly what, but it had to do with cats. I was off by myself somewhere when David came up to me and was trying to get Cherie' and I to make up. He was working at the bakery. I believe we did make up, though reluctantly on my part.

      Then, I was racing in this truck in a video game. I think it was supposed to be some Pokemon game. At any rate, I won and got a really good time. My father-in-law gave me a picture that was edited to look like I was a baby wrapped up in a blanket and he was holding me. My face was the same as it is now, though. He said something about it; he was proud of me, but I can't remember his exact words.

      I then wanted to talk to Dallas, but I knew he had married Brandi, a lady I had worked with at Kohl's a while back, but they had divorced. Brandi was still in love with him. I saw them talking in a store. I wondered if he had remarried her, or if they were still divorced. I talked to Brandi at some point. I found out from someone, Brandi I think, that they were divorced again. I was relieved because I wanted to be with him.

      At some point, I looked at the picture that my father-in-law gave me again, and it was reversed; he was the baby and I was holding him.


      There was more to this one, but for some reason, I'm having trouble recalling much this morning.

      Updated 08-29-2014 at 02:07 PM by 32059

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    10. A Short Life

      by , 04-21-2013 at 05:09 AM
      It first started at the back of a music store. The music store had instruments all around. I didn't bother to check which ones I liked because I was focusing on something else, my messages through Facebook. There was no computer screen in front of me, I just sort of knew it was there. Like a vividly visual image. Through this image I saw messages from Quynh. I saw her sending messages to other people too. I was scrolling down the page looking to see what she was doing, who she was talking with. I didn't find much, only memories of the times I wanted to be with her.

      Here's the second dream that was similar to the first.

      I could recall sending her a friend request through Facebook and hoping that she would accept it so I could see that picture that made me first fall in love with her. It's been so long since she posted that picture but I hoped for the best.

      Fortunately, she accepted it! The minute she accepted the request, I clicked on her profile and went through her picture section looking for that special picture. I scrolled through tons of pictures but I couldn't find that special one. I was hoping to feel better by seeing just that one picture again but I couldn't find it. Then the dream was all over.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. Nuclear Bomb; Mom Dreaming; Guys and Dolls; Messed Up Lap Top

      by , 01-11-2013 at 12:01 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Nuclear Bomb

      I was looking at the scenery towards the North Georgia mountains. It looked like I was about a hundred miles away.



      I turned in what I guess was the opposite direction. Pine trees were in the foreground. I walked about 10 feet to see beyond them and I saw the most beautiful mountains I'd ever seen. They were snow-capped mountains that looked like the Rockies.

      These mountains were tall. The Georgia mountains were pretty small. These mountains were like what you see in Colorado. They must have been a half a days travel, but they were fantastic.

      I thought I saw a Bald Eagle, but it wasn't vivid. Then there were several large birds. I tried to take a picture with my phone. I was going to take a picture of the mountains and a bird, but then a bird flew out of the scene of the mountain. I turned to take a picture of this bird, but between the bird flying and my crappy phone, I couldn't get the picture.

      I decided to just snap the beautiful picture of the mountains. I was really in awe. I wanted to move my home closer to them. I struggled to find that same wide view of the mountains, climbing in the bed of my truck, around some junk I had in the bed, and found the shot. Then I heard a boom. Someone had hit the U.S. with a nuclear bomb.

      The bomb hit a few miles from the mountains. My heart sank. I looked for the mushroom cloud but didn't see it, so I tried to snap the picture. As I was finding focus, the mountains were obscured by redish smoke. I felt as bad that such a beautiful scene was ruined as I did that we were hit by a nuke.

      I got back in the truck as I received a message from my mom (whom I do not talk to IWL.) As her message came in, I had brought up some other function on my phone.

      In a nearby field, the nuclear bomb had turned into a rain storm. Someone playing soccer fell in a hole and was climbing out. The hole had appeared due to the rain storm.

      As I was leaving, someone I knew only in this dream, started walking backwards in front of me showing me advertisements to his pizza joint. He said he'd give me 2 pieces of pizza if I would find two pieces of pizza in the ladies car behind me that they didn't want, or just two pieces of pizza in their car or something. I was hesitant.

      I asked if she was pretty. The person said, "She used to be." Then I realized she was a friend (in the dream.) She asked what we were saying. I didn't want her to figure out what he had said. As I looked in her car, I saw she was fat, but she was chewing on a new, hot pizza. It was too late though. I couldn't "find" that pizza because I'd already seen it.

      I drove on and passed a pond near my home/destination. I stopped and got out and I was then with someone at the other end of the pond. The pond was red from Georgia red clay. We discussed the possibility of fish being in it.

      Dream Skip

      I'm in a tractor trailer and I was stopped by the police. I find myself with an OGFJ. She saw I had a picture of her when she was going through something bad. She got mad at me for having it and ripped it up.

      I started crying because I don't have many pictures of her, and she is no longer with me. We argued about it, though not yelling, for some time. I was really broken up to be near her but not with her. (I haven't dated her for 16 years IWL, but she was the one.)

      There is a lady cop. She asks for support to come. There are lots of people around, though nobody is threatening at all. When the other cop gets there, I'm upset about J. He asks where the other damaged vehicle is and I said there was no other vehicle. They decide to let me go.

      The End

      Mom Dreaming

      My mother had a hypnogogic jerk, hit her hand on the night stand, and woke up. Then I saw the scene from the beginning. My mother was typing on a number pad. She had a hand brace on. Her hand looked thin and not quite right. It's a shame I didn't go lucid.

      Slowly her hand drifted off the keyboard. She fell asleep. She never hit the table, but it would have been then that she had her hypnogogic jerk and hit her hand...except thinking about it, she already had a hand brace on which was probably because she had hit her hand the first time the dream played out.

      I explained to her what had happened. She didn't believe she had been dreaming. I explained to her that we (the DV community) log and record our dreams and track dream signs. I explained that I had waken up at either 2:48 or 3:48 to log the Nuclear Bomb dream above.

      The End

      Guys and Dolls

      I dreamed of a girl who had discussed me putting my hands on her hips. I ended up with another girl. I put my hands on her hips but she wasn't receptive. I explained I was thinking of someone else. I thought that would make her think better of me as someone else wanted me.

      I looked around the kitchen where we were and saw several blue pictures. This is really the reason I'm logging this dream. The pictures were vivid and bright.

      The End

      Messed Up Laptop

      I had a laptop with round keys. Many of the keys had popped up on a kind of plastic stick. They stood up about a half an inch.

      They popped up because they had gotten wet. I pushed them down one by one and most would stay down. Some would pop back up. Apparently they hadn't dried out yet. I tried to push them down again because I was nervous that the laptop wouldn't work .

      Updated 01-11-2013 at 05:39 PM by 41873 (Adding dreams)

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    12. It's just a Fantasy

      by , 09-04-2012 at 06:02 PM
      Commentary non-lucid

      I was on vacation for the weekend and didn't have a great chance to work on my dreaming. I had one dream that was memorable that I will relate.

      I went on a walk with my family. To my dismay, my dad brought along the family dog . While walking, it started shitting. It went several times in a large circle and made what looked like a mushroom fairy ring. The problem was that we didn't have anything to pick it up with. My dad was about to walk back to the apartment to get a plastic bag but I just wanted to get on with our walk. I walked into the street where there was a lot of trash. I thought there would be some bags available. There were but they were mostly dirty. I found one that was fairly clean and started cleaning the crap. Some punk rock looking people arrived and one of them who was pretty large started helping me put crap in my bag. He missed and the crap landed on my shirt and pants. I got pissed and started to argue with him. He was giggling that he did it and I wanted to start a fight. I put up my hands into fighting position and took on the form of many different fighters that I've seen including an old man fighting a young whippersnapper, a kung fu fighter, and some others. As this transformation was occurring, me and the guy started to lose our anger and it became fun. Other concerned people were descending upon us, about to break us up. I turned and reassured them with a song.... "It's just a faaaantasy, no need to woooory. It's just a faaaantasy...something something something." I don't know if this meant that I knew that I was dreaming or that I knew that we were just play fighting.

      Later, I was in a house where a party was occurring. I don't recall much now, but I know that at one point my grandfather died. I felt bad because it was my fault. At that, he came back to life and then just disappeared. We were like, "he disappeared!"

      Some people were trying to take a picture with me, but I didn't know who they were.
    13. 4/14/12 A Thief in the Night

      by , 05-14-2012 at 01:07 PM (Sydney's Nightly Adventures)
      I lay down on the floor, getting ready for bed. I was sleeping over at my grandmother's house in the dream, but it wasn't her real house. My sister and I were sleeping in what looked like a large living room. My other sister, Ken, was sleeping in a bed somewhere in the house. So we slept on a pallet on the floor.

      I "woke up" at around dawn. My grandmother came running in. She told us there was a thief in the house.

      I got up and tiptoed around, my grandmother following me. I didn't hear anything. I looked out of the nearest window, and sure enough there was a hooded figure running through the nearby yard away from the house. He was holding what looked like a Wal-Mart plastic bag.

      He ran into a crowd of people going to school. I shot through the hallway, and out the door, determined to catch him. He was walking by now. I darted in front of him.

      "What did you take!?" I yelled, trying to get his attention.
      He looked up at me. He looked familiar, oddly familiar. He was very tall; much taller than me. His hood almost hid his eyes.
      He sighed, then threw the bag down.
      "Here," he said. "I don't need it."
      He looked at me. I noticed a sad look in his eyes, like he was searching for something.
      He turned and walked away, through the crowd.
      I stood there, my head spinning. How did I do that? I thought to myself.

      I looked inside the bag. There was a shrunken version of my backpack in there, and a couple of books I had at the house.
      Well I better go back.

      I walked back inside the house. My grandmother and my sisters ran up to me. "Are you okay?" They asked. I said I was fine, but a bit troubled. Why would he give these back?

      I walked into a little room on the right. Ken followed me inside. I looked up to a picture on the wall. The boy in the picture looked a lot like the hooded boy, only in the picture it was a younger version of him.

      When Ken looked at the picture, she said she knew who he was. He used to live in this house. I guess he was looking for something but was too embarrassed to walk up and ask or something like that.

      Then the dream ended.

      Updated 05-14-2012 at 01:09 PM by 32984

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    14. Message in Dream: You are a worthless human grave

      by , 08-31-2011 at 02:28 PM
      Right, so I remember several dreams nearly every night, and they are always fairly involved, a lot of imagery and breaking down the happenings of the day. A lot of them have concerned me, and of course I take them all seriously, but I don't want everyone I know to have to hear about another, so here is a nightmare of sorts that I had.
      (before sleeping i was insistent on keeping the kitchen light on in the apartment I live in, and slept on the sofa which is close to the kitchen light)
      The Dream:
      In my dream, I was in my old house which was recently sold. I lived there with my mother and father before their divorce, it was a very nice place, but sold as a result of the divorce. So a lot of karma and whatnot is related to it, plus, it is my quintessential home place.
      I was in my parents' bedroom, but i was on a futon with a white down comforter and sleeping with a fluffy cat that would fuss in the covers. I fell asleep, with this really bright light on to keep safe. But I woke up when this uber bright incandescent yellow tinted orb (golf ball sized) when into me, under my skin, and started speaking to me creepily, but it was mostly the sensation I felt which was like it was a dark message, a dark bulb/light, and it really disturbed the muscles in my side where it was lodged.
      I got up, and by the front door was my friend/ex-friend who was sleeping on the ground, and I lifted up my shirt from the area on my right abdomen where this orb thing was, (I felt like a message was carved) and he said something along the lines of "you should look at this in the mirror" and then my dad was there and he looked at it too and said "you should really take a look at this, it says ''you are (nothing more than) a worthless human grave" or something like that.
      (Then I woke up, turned off the kitchen light because it was a lot like light in my dream, went back to bed)
      Now in my next dream I was at the house my mother now lives/works at, sleeping on her couch (maybe parallel to fact I was sleeping on apartment couch) and it was dark, but not scary. Then, I got a picture text on my clunky cell phone of some (plastic/decorative/holiday) of some skulls from my old sold house, as if to reiterate the message of dying/grave/whatever.

      I also half remember seeing these two little girls that I know in real life, who have huge eyes, they have showed up in my dreams sometimes. I used to be/am still timid of them. they were in the kitchen in my mom's current residence

      My thoughts/information to reader: I have had a lot that I'm keeping secret lately, and had some bad eating habits and have just checked out socially. I've also been paranoid about my ears and neck. I've been feeling very emotionally dead in terms of happy feelings.
      I would like some help. What in the fuck could this mean? I think it has to do with me going uphill from my downhill lifestyle lately, or maybe I am just going down some more. (I've had full blown precognitive dreams before, or just intuitive/informational ones about people and places and what they are related to me. So maybe I am going to through something tough? Or through rebirth? or should i be concerned?)

      thank you
    15. Flight Through the Picture and Car Troubles

      by , 07-21-2011 at 07:36 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I woke up and looked at my phone to see what time it was. The screen looked funny; it was all blue with some weird word on it. I dismissed it at first, then decided to do a reality check. I looked away from the phone then back at it. The word had changed into another word, and continued to change as I was staring at it. I'm dreaming!

      The next thing I knew, I was standing in front of a giant picture of a sunny day at the park. Many people were in it, and they were moving around like the pictures do in Harry Potter. I flew through the picture and into the scene.

      I landed and wandered around. I counted my fingers on both hands. I was getting 5 each time. I finally got six after counting them twice. I ran through the park until I met a girl. She had short, light auburn hair.

      "What's you name?", I asked her.
      "Kim ____!", she replied (she told me her last name but I can't remember it right now. It was something like Hora? Not quite sure.)

      I ran with Kim through the crowded park for a few seconds. I focused on my hands so I wouldn't lose the dream.

      However, I then had another FA. I became lucid again, but it only lasted a few seconds.


      ~

      I was somewhere with Dakota. He had kissed me again, like in one of my previous dreams. He then whispered in my ear
      "I can't stay over tonight."


      ~

      I was driving down a road close to my neighborhood at night. I was approaching a red light, so I put on my brake. My car slowed down, but not much. I noticed that the brake had gotten stuck to the floor. Remembering what Ryan told me awhile back about how to fix your brakes if it does that, I tried his method: I stuck my foot under the brake to try to get it to come back up, but the pedal broke. I touched it, and it broke in half. Well, shit. I tried to brake anyway, but it wouldn't work.

      I was fast approaching the light and had to think fast. By the light, two police cars were stopped and had their lights flashing. I turned on my emergency lights and honked my horn as I maneuvered in between the two police cars. I finally slowed enough by a curb and stopped. One of the officers came up behind my car and asked what was wrong. I picked up the busted brake pedal off the floor and told him it went out. I looked out my back window, and he was examining my back left tire, which was flat.
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