Ritual: Was working *really* inefficiently yesterday—took me almost eight hours to finish a 22 page article (one with lots of pictures, even!) because I kept looking things up and building my powerpoint at the same time. It was already after midnight before I started reading the 50+ page article (with almost no images) that I was also supposed to finish before bed, so I crapped out at 2:30am without getting it done. I woke at 8am and continued reading in bed, then napped again at 9am—so it became an inadvertant WBTB. Woke at 10:15 after this amazing dream, so I guess all the stress and angst paid off (though it is now 11:15am after writing up my account, and I am no closer to finishing that article! Yikes!) Earlier NLD: Some interesting features actually. I'm in what I take to be the sheriff's office of a small lakeside town. The building is rustic and wooden. I am one of the cops, a man like the others. They're all macho, gruff, with mustaches. I notice a small boat in the lake just off shore. Although it looks like an innocent fishing expeditiion, I have a definite premonition of what is coming next. I know that someone is lying prone in that boat with a gun pointed toward us, and there are other shooters positioned strategically nearby, and any minute now they're going to fire. I know my colleagues brought this on themselves so I leave them to their fate, diving into a side room and locking the door. There's a random guy in here so I tell him to get down, we're going to be under fire. Meanwhile I make use of whatever time I have left to arrange the furniture to better blockade us, turning the tables and chairs over so that we can crouch behind them like shields. All of this feels like it has happened before—not in the vague sense of deja vu, but a very concrete and specific way like when you replay an encounter in a video game. For this reason I know that if we just position ourselves correctly and keep our heads low enough, we'll make it through this. The bullets start flying. I feel one zing very close to the left side my body, provoking a strange vibration. Did it hit me? Not quite. My sense of repetition is so strong that after the bullets stop, I predict even before lifting my head that I will see a bullet hole in the lower right hand corner of the window behind me. I turn around and there it is, just as I had predicted (not so astonishing in a dream, after all, but I hadn't realized I was dreaming yet). I pull out my phone and snap a picture of it to document this remarkable event before going back outside. I decide the only sensible thing to do is slip out of town immediately, so I take a side path through someone's backyard. DEILD: Around this time the dream destabilizes enough that I become lucid. I wonder if I can restabilize and continue. I remember the principle I've devised for this: don't worry about visuals, focus on physical movement. Tactile integration is what is needed, then the visuals will re-establish themselves naturally. I dance my way back into full dream state. Now what? I remember my goal to continue with the TOTYs, and decide to try the Unicorn task. I set my will to summoning a unicorn and soon see a suitable animal galloping toward me down a lane that bisects the fields. This is no ethereal being, but a sturdily built strawberry roan that just happens to have a horn on its head. I found a picture online that gives a good sense of the coat color, only in mine the red hues were more pronounced across the top of its rump. After it reaches me, I realize I don't actually know how to climb on a tall horse bareback, so I command it to kneel so that I can get astride. Now we need to find a portal and travel to another land, but I had a plan for this: I've been wanting to visit the Wood Between the World. I canter the roan unicorn back down the path it came from, priming my expectations to see a pool of water as we round the corner. We get halfway around and I still don't see water, but I keep my anticipation high. There it is, after all! I didn't see it at first because it is a very small pond, not much more than ten feet across, but sufficient for my task. "The Wood Between the World," I murmur, imagining what it will look like as I canter up to the pool and have the unicorn jump in. Although I've done my best to maintain conviction, we splash into the pool and... now the unicorn is standing in water up to its knees. We haven't gone anywhere. This portal was a bust, so decide to look for another, passing a group of teenagers as I leave. I travel down the road until I find myself in what looks to be a luggage store room, like the kind you might find in a train station. The oddest thing is how familiar it looks: I have the distinct impression that I remember this place from an earlier dream this very night, but I can't tell if it is false memory or true. Nothing useful here, but as I leave I spot the group of teenagers again, and ride up to them. I ask if they know of any portals nearby. They mention the pool. "I already tried that one, but it didn't work." The kids confirmed that, yeah, they don't work anymore, the magic is too weak. But the magic may not be gone entirely—one kid points out that if you stand near the pool and the background music fades, you can still hear something. This brings my attention to the music. I hadn't been paying attention to it, but a song has been playing in the background all along since I became lucid, like a soundtrack. It is a woman singing in a foreign language—it reminds me of the second half of the song "Bjarkan" from Wardruna's album Gap Var Ginnunga, which would make sense, because that's the main thing I've been listening to lately. The kids can't think of any way to strengthen the portal magic, so I ask if they know of any other portals nearby. They point back across the field and tell me to look for a small shack. I ride over and find the door slightly ajar, so I go in. The door swings shut and clicks behind me—it seems to have automatically locked. Nevermind, I was planning to use this as a portal anyway. How do I pass through? Maybe I should stand here astride the unicorn and let the environment around us shift phase. I begin to try to reimagine my surroundings... but I am interrupted by a cry of alarm. It comes from a young couple, a boy and girl, who had apparently been making out in a sort of nook or loft halfway up the side wall of this shack. They are startled by my presence and furious when they discover that I have accidentally locked the door. "We'll die in here!" wails the girl. I look around. This shack wasn't built of terribly sturdy materials, I'm sure we can find a way out, even if we have to dismantle it. Distracted by the unexpected crisis, I forget about portalling and even forget that a locked door should be no barrier to me as a dreamer. "This wasn't designed as a prison, we'll find something." I reassure them. I look around carefully and notice an opening halfway up the side wall in one corner. It's six or seven feet up: all we have to do is climb to it, then jump over a gap of a few feet to the low flat roof of an adjacent shed. I dismount and give the girl, Sarah, a boost to help her climb up. Next I go to help the boy, Tom. His head is now attached to a long pole, like a broomstick, instead of a body, so this is easy: I pick up the pole and pass it through the opening to Sarah. Now my cat is here for some reason and also needs rescuing, but there is a paper grocery bag handy, so I put the cat in the bag and try to hand that across to Sarah. Suddenly uncooperative, Sarah threatens to dump my cat out of the bag. I am flabbergasted. Why would she suddenly turn against me? "But I showed you the way out and helped you!" I protest. Sarah and Tom are unsympathetic; it is clear that they feel no obligation to return the favor. My annoyance reminds me what I am capable of. After all, there was another way this task could go—that wasn't how I planned to do it, but now that I've been provoked, maybe that's how this will play out. I look back at the door, remembering the classic "Knock" spell from D&D. "Unlock," I command, pointing at the door, and the latch obediently clicks open. I get back on the unicorn and walk calmly out. Tom and Sarah, who have just climbed down from the shed, are astounded to see this. They are even more shocked when the unicorn gores Sarah through the chest with its horn, tossing her body aside like a limp rag. Tom watches in horror, and then his turn comes. Despite my scruples about killing, once I felt that these DCs had justified it by their treachery, I dispatch them without hesitation or remorse. Instead, I find myself wondering if my unicorn will be transformed by this dreadful act—I was envisioning something like the "bog unicorn" in Dragon Age: Inquisition—but it remains a roan horse with a spiral horn protruding from its head. Okay, apparently now I'm committed to the murder version of the task, so I need a third victim. [Note: I was mistaken about this; the task only required two.] I remember that earlier in the NLD I had encountered some unpleasant people in town, so I ride back in that direction. On the way, I see a number of people working outdoors. I reflect how easy it would be to pick one at random... but that would be wrong. I can't just run up to a random DC and spear them, unprovoked. I do try to maintain *some* ethical standards. The people working outside resemble medieval peasants. Actually the whole scene has become more medieval in appearance. Just past the peasants I see the remnants of an old ruined stone structure, reduced to its foundations and a few half-standing walls. Congregating around it are men that I take to be warriors. They have brown or red hair, some balding, and many flaunt long beards decorated with bands and beading. I ride up without attracting any attention. What if I just pick the most evil one? "Show me a rapist," I instruct the dream. Surely among a band of what appear to be tribal warriors from some feudal period there must be no shortage of those, given that it was a standard aspect of warfare in many early societies. So I'd better be more specific: "Show me the worst one." The results are inconclusive: I look over the men again and there is no clear candidate. I recall D&D includes a spell that can be used to check alignment. Maybe I can frame it this way? I instruct the dream to reveal the most evil person by making them glow. Now I see one: the glow surrounds a burly guy with his back to me, looking out over the water. He has short brown hair shaved into a distinctive flat line where it meets his neck, and his head is bare on top, either bald or shaved. As I approach, he moves away and I lose sight of him, the glow fading. I study the crowd but since I only saw the guy from behind at a distance, it is hard to be sure which one he is. I don't want to pick the wrong guy. I attempt to cast the spell again, but now the glow seems to be targeting someone else. While trying to sort out this confusion, I spy something across the field, even better—no, perfect! It is a jousting tournament! The jousting is already under way, but I ride up and boldly demand to enter the lists. The organizers comply without too much fuss. But I also have demands to make about my opponent: "I wish to find the most immoral among the contenders." Meanwhile, the more honorable among the knights point out that without a saddle I will surely be unhorsed. Worse, without the protection of armor or a shield, the lance will surely pierce and kill me. I shrug off their objections, thinking that without saddle or armor maybe I can do some stunt riding and duck down to the side, avoiding the lance entirely. After all, my intention is not to strike my opponent with a lance—my unicorn's horn must fulfill that function to complete the task. I continue to insist that I be matched against the most immoral of the prospective opponents. There is some debate about who that should be. A man wearing ecclesiastical robes and a cross seems to be the top choice, which makes sense given everything I've heard about the medieval church. I realize that this is all taking a very long time and add to my demands: "Also, I demand to go next!" The organizers comply with this too. My bout is set up. But I'm not entirely happy with what I see. Facing me at the other end of the lists is a tall black woman on foot, wielding a club in each hand. This isn't what I had in mind: she is not even a jouster! And I sense that she is clearly not the right match: did they assume she was immoral from a medieval sense of racism or xenophobia? Or is she immoral in the fun kind of way, a free-spirited woman who lives large? Either or both seemed likely. This wasn't what I was looking for. If I have to dispatch someone, I prefer that they be genuinely evil. "No, this is not the right opponent!" I protest. "I mean, who is the most immoral to the people?" There is no response at first. I have the impression that people are intimidated from replying aloud, so I ride up close to the audience in the stands and ask again. Listening closely, I hear a whispered name: "Lüsswig." I ride along the stands and the whispers of "Lüsswig... Lüsswig..." are unmistakable, repeated everywhere by people trying to speak anonymously under their breath. I return to the center of the lists and announce: "I shall fight Lüsswig!" Lüsswig turns out to be a guy wearing a long grey cloak with a hood that is closed in the front, completely covering his face. He removes the hood, revealing himself to be a man with short dark brown hair and full cheeks covered with several days worth of stubble. A smug, sinister smile spreads across his face at the prospect of the coming match. [Note: I've spent a long time trying to figure out who Lüsswig resembled, and the best I can come up with is a badly shaven Jonathan Frakes.] "Yes, this is a better choice," I declare. His glee is slightly unnerving—he clearly thinks he will best me. I mentally prepare myself by deciding that it must be his destiny to die by unicorn. We take our places at opposite ends of the tilt and... I can feel the dream fading... oh fuck fuck I was so close... hold it together, surely I can... no, I'm in my body, in my bed, it's gone. Lüsswig you bastard... I guess you win after all. I can only assume this will augment Lüsswig's dastardly reputation. Stories will spread of the mysterious unicorn rider who disrupted the jousting tournament, arrogantly demanding to fight the most evil of men, but then fled the moment she realized was it was Lüsswig! Notes: So close! So very very close to completing the unicorn task! I could have finished easily had I taken the practical (but vicious) route and chosen a third victim at random. But no, I had to be honorable and look for someone who *deserved* it... Oh! Oh! I just looked up the terms of the task. For once I misremembered the details to my benefit—I thought I needed to murder three DCs, but now I see it was only two. So I did it after all! And then my mistaken conviction that I needed a third actually led to some pretty cool extra scenes.
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D₁-Really more of a fragment. All I remember is a phrase about British and American history Dreamskip D₂-I'm swimming in a pool. The water feels amazing. Every few seconds I'll dive under and swim to one side and then go up for air. I'll just kinda float once I'm done, then repeat the process. Finally after a couple of times of this I look over and a VERY well-dressed guy is sitting by the pool in black dress pants and a perriwinkle-ish color button up. He's smiling just kinda gazing at the pool. I dive back under the water. Whenever I go up for air I realize I'm in the shallow end. Shit... He gets up and starts walking down the steps into the pool. Before I can dart under the water he grabs me and starts pulling me foreward. Instead of fighting I decide to see what he wants. Our faces are inches apart whenever I realize its Donnovan (my reoccuring dc) he smiles,"MINE." I wakeup.
Dream I was in a bus with my mother and younger sister. We were driving to a pool called "Water World". It was an enormous power plant that had also a purpose of a pool. On the way we passed small villages with beautiful gardens and forests with purple leaved trees that were constantly under a water mist coming from power plant. Later on the terrain was flooded, and we finally reached the pool - it was a huge dam with gigantic capacity, filled with water and electricity circuits. Sections of the pool were blocked from each other with a fence. In the distance there were boats that you could sail with. It was a warm summer day, the Sun was shining high up in the sky. We got out of bus, already in clothes changed for swimming. I was a bit afraid of getting into water as I can't swim. My sister wanted to get into water where it was getting really deep, but mother stopped her. Then she wanted to get a boat, but we all decided to stay close to the dam and don't get far into the reservoir. People were playing beach ball, for some reason everyone had unbelievable strength and balls were flying all across the pool. My classmates appeared and they played beach ball with my sister. I didn't wanted to meet with them, so I said that I'm going to change my clothes. Just in front of the changing room I slipped on the floor. I was alright, entered the changing room and was really surprised - I was wearing a white coloured women underwear and pantyhose I quickly changed my clothes. False awakening I woke up in my bed and turned on tv, then I moved to a kitchen (to enter/leave my room I have to go through kitchen). Whole family was there, preparing for coming holidays. I could watch the tv from there - it was a show about a dude who died hit by a bicycle while going downstairs in his school. His girlfriend ripped her heart out and they both haunted the school ever since.
I am in my Literacy classroom after a political event, cleaning up. I see Ted Cruz's daughters and think that if I clean up everything quick enough I will be able to talk with them. I am in the hallway at school, talking with a boy who says that he's seen Hillary Clinton at a political event. I tell him that I was probably there. I then try to explain what happened there, but I find that I don't remember it. I am in a pool with my sister and my dad. My dad then gets out to go to the bathroom, and I get mad at him because he doesn't flush the toilet. I am hiding with my cousin behind my parent's bed, holding a baseball bat. We are hiding from a group of people in eh house next door that are terrorists. Mom then comes in the house, but at first I don't realize it is her, because of course all I hear is footsteps. she finds me and my cousin. Pretty quickly, though, and asks us something about lucid dreaming and eos. For some reason she is a bit annoyed at us.
These are my earliest dream recalls I can remember. They were from back in kindergarten. My class was taking a field trip to a muesuem that cars were driving through. A little bit later we were walking in the streets of a city. I remember seeing a cat trap with a man trapped inside. It was Sam, the kindergarten helper at school. He was begging for help, but none of us would help him. The other dream was more vivid, and probably the most scary dream I have ever had in my life. (I don't get nightmares, or just don't remember them.) I was at one of those hotel pools, standing on the edge of the pool. There was a man on the other side of the pool, only he was more like a pirate. He was not exactly a person, more like a picture on the wall. He began talking to me. "I bet I could smile and scare you with it." I replied, "I don't think so." He then swooped over to me and smiled. It was a scary smile, that's all I remember. I then fell into the pool and tried to swim out, but I couldn't figure out which way was up or down. I was trapped. I think this next part was from the same night as the last dream, but not completely sure. I was half at a carnival, half at my house on the driveway. The pirate man came up to me and grabbed me. I tried to scream, but couldn't.
I'm at a long, one story house with a terrace and a low roof. The sun is hot and the light has orange undertones; the garden is dusty and the trees and bushes are darkened and leaveless. I'm here to baby-sit three kids: a girl in here late teen, a boy slightly yonger and a girl barely out of toddlerhood. All three are dark-haired and rather cheeky. I take them to the pool behind the house to cool everyone off. The father, an whale of a man with a walrus moustache, makes a rude comment about the contents of my bathing suit and I dive into the pool. The water is warm and murky, the bottom of it full of slurge. My hair obscures my vision and when I wave them out I see that a whole wooden boat is embedded in the thick slurge of the bottom of the pool. I resurface and swim to the side to get out of the water. It runs down my body, making dark puddles on the stone terrace. I tells the family about the boat and the father is very excited about it, making it sound like there is a treasure in there somewhere. I have to keep the children from trying to explore it, and I'm annoyed with the rude father not thinking about their safety and oogling me.
I'm wandering around my neighborhood at my school at night. My dad is coming to visit and suddenly I'm in his car. We pretty much teleport to this building that has a cliff on the left side, an open hallway looking straight and wall to the right. We walk through and inside is an elaborate store full of food and toys. I ask him how he knows this place, and he tells me that when he was 10 years old his family used to take him to this store. I look right as we walk into a main area to see two women dressed in chef attire grilling a lot of meat. I look forward to see my family and friends sitting at a booth. Then, I realized this was a surprise dinner for me and it makes me feel happy. I walk over and sit down on the left side of the booth. My mom and grandma are to the left of me. I look forwards and a guy from my freshman dorm named Toben and a girl named Carly are across from me. I look right and see Dana's friend Kristen. She walks to the left and Dana appears. She walks over and sits on my lap as I put my arms around her. I asked her where she was or something like that and she responds. I don't really remember what was said. Sleep Paralysis: I found myself in sleep paralysis face down. Above me was a teacher shouting at me to get up, but I couldn't move from the ground. It's really hard to breathe. I start breathing out of my mouth but nothing comes in or out. Next, I try breathing irregularly to wake myself but it's not working. I've now been in this for 30 seconds and I'm getting really frustrated. I'm screaming and trying to roll myself out of paralysis. Finally, I manage to roll over and wake myself up. Fragment: I'm walking into the gate of the pool I work at. There's a huge event going on and there's a lot of water going everywhere. Parents and kids are standing around the pool but it's different than IRL. My feeling is that I'm too old to be here, that time has passed and now there's a whole new group of people working the pool. I look around at the lifeguards and recognize none of them. At some point I think I'm in the pool doing something but I can't remember. Somehow I end up in Star Wars Battlefront walking in a large expanse, like a red earth with mountains surrounding me. A ship flies over me and I start to switch guns to take it down. I find the gun I'm trying to use but my friend ended up waking me up.
I was talking a vehicle somewhere. I ended up in an area with a small body of water. It's treated like a pool but it's more like a flooded-in area. There are people taking a bath. There was also an area that was "guarded" by a lioness or some kind of feline creature. I was supposed to get something from there.
I literally JUST remembered that I did have a sort of lengthy dream last night, and it was long enough in general to have its own entry, so here we go. I appear to be at a night time pool party outside of an expensive looking house. Only it doesn't really seem like a party. There aren't many people there, and there's no music or anything. But there were a bunch of lights aimed at the pool and I remembered coming out of the house and going near the pool but then I remembered I left my swimming trunks in the house so I had to go back in and get them. Once I was back out, I avoided swimming in the pool. In real life of course, it isn't that I can't swim, it's just that I don't like to. So even in the dream I refused to do it. It was almost pitch black outside, and there were like maybe 5 other random people that seemed around my age, but I didn't recognize them. That's all I really remember about this one. I'm going to try and write down dreams here as soon as I wake up, so I won't forget them at all. Even if it's just for a few hours.
Black: non-dream Blue: non-lucid Red: lucid Dream - a pool with a shark and some eels I'm swimming and wading around in an indoor pool. It's too deep to touch the bottom, maybe 3 metres in some places. The room itself if bland and the pool is shaped oddly, with 2 sections divided by a small water channel. There are 2 other people in the pool, one is a friend and the other person I don't know. I swim through the channel and into the second section, casually dipping under the water and minding my own business. There's a goblin shark in the pool now, I know that it's completely harmless for some reason. When it comes close I just put my hand on its snout and direct it off to the side. I duck under the water again, but this time I see that there's 2 eels in the pool. Electric eels. These creatures actually want to harm me, so I try swimming away from them but they coil around my left arm. I grab at them and pull in an attempt to detach it from its electric embrace, I manage to unravel one of them but the second one bites into my arm. After a bit more struggling I shake off the second eel, then make a hasty retreat to the pools edge. I'm swimming pretty fast even though I'm pretty sure I was just 'doggy paddling'. The edge of the pool seemed to be lined with eels and poisonous sea anemone things that had some wiry looking tentacles. I dodge left and find a patch where there are only eels covering the edge and clamber up the side, feeling relieved to be out of the pool. I walk up some steps and see my fridge. Opening up the freezer I rummage about for food but I can't recall what I took as the dream ends around here.
It's Halloween, and I want to check out a house that I haven't been to—a local social media personality is having a party there. The dream turns into an Alex Veras-style adventure, except that I'm an exorcist, so maybe more Felix Castor. I'm casting an exorcism. I try a traditional Christian exorcism but almost break down laughing, and switch to one using "spirit" as the anchor. Now we're on a road trip. --- I'm at W Park (the one with the swans) with my family. Someone asks to have the water gun pointed at them while they're on the diving board because they forgot to shower before going in the pool. The pool and diving boards are within the park instead of across the way. --- Fragment: phone call
Assistant Kitchen Hand I'm at the pools, and I'm seeing some people that I'm with. I'm in a house now and see some people I know. I open the door for people. One of them is Sira Hunt. I'm sitting down on a couch and people are talking about meditation. I ask her how she meditates with the issues she has. She says it's hard but gets it done. I try to get more information out of her. I sit next to the girl and we start talking lucid dreaming. I ask her if she has had DEILD's before and that I use that method. She breaks down because she misses lucid dreaming so much and can't seem to have them anymore. I'm in a toilet doing something. A few people try to use it, but realize I'm using it. I'm pissing where I'm not supposed to, but can't find the bowl. Im in a kitchen and there's a guy cooking. I'm assisting him, but a little confused. He asks me to chop up some things. I can only see butter knifes laying around the kitchen. I wait for him to finish using the sharp one. He gives me the knife and i ask him what to do again. Later on he hands me a massive knife which is like a magnet. It sticks to food. He demonstrates on a piece of metal, which makes me feel gitty due to the sound. He tells me he bought it online and myself and another girl get into a debate over the pros cons of buying items online. The scene changes to outside as we continue convocation. I see Daryl and tell them that Dazza bought flights online. The guy cooking says he did too, it was a trip to Japan. The girl thinks it's silly what we have done. A lot more people begin arriving and it looks as if we're about to do group performances. I see a group come out doing dancing. It's looking like they're lip synching. I'm becoming confused about how to unlock my phone. I try the passcode that I'm sure is right, but it gets denied. I turn phone off and on which does the trick for allowing more chances at guessing the passcode. I was worried that I would puck my phone. I notice that upon restarting phone, that the phone itself is unlocked. Later on I figure out my code. Scared Of The Track People I'm riding my bike down the side shortcut that gets u to my high school (beside the highway) it's very dark and can't see too well as I'm riding. I see a muddy section up ahead and decide to power through it. I see some cars parked down the side of where I'm riding. I come to a stop because I see a group of people at the end of the track. I have a bad feeling about going through, so I turn back. I reach to the start of where I came from and need to get my bike in my car somehow or figure something else out. The car is In between a few trees which make me nervous about getting it out. I think to maybe roll my car out, but decide to get it out normally I think. I park it next to a big motor home. I felt that I was getting very close to it and would hit it if I'm not being careful. I begin walking back to where my bike is and I see a lady in her house. She looks to be meditating while standing next to a bar. She spots me and stops what she was doing. I notice that she has a family also, they're at the kitchen table. I'm near my bike and I need a piss. I check a spot out that's looking into a bedroom. I take the risk and just as I undo my buckle I see a girl walk into the room. I try to play it cool and wave to her and walk away. All the people that were down the end of the track are going back to their cars etc. They're older men, which seem pretty harmless. They ask why I don't fish down there, and I respond by telling them that the area is known for trouble and decided to steer clear.
Marleigh & Steve Show Love I'm watching the cricket and we r looking like we are going to lose. I see a message from Daryl with some dates and photos. 1 of the dates is an old dooms day date. So I figure he's meaning that there's a dooms day coming. I see a game which looks similar COC. The elixir storage looks like a asteroid impact. I see Mum around the house. I think we fight back in the cricket and it gets rained off. It's a relief as I thought we would lose for sure. I begin seeing a scene of Marleigh and Steven having interment Moments in the bed room. Marleigh looks pregnant and has put on a lot of excess weight. Steven is trying to move her onto of him. The other scene is of Steven putting his dick in her. He's dick looks a bit soft and fat. The videos are for anyone to watch as they show it as a sign of love, not fucking. Keeping It In The Family I'm in a swimming facility, and I see a amputee swimming. Dana White encouraging the kid. Somehow they're creating waves in the pool, allowing the kid to catch a wave for a brief moment. He wasn't able to swim in a straight line. He kept moving into other lanes. There's another guy that catches a wave all the way to the other end. At first I though was going to catch it all the way into the wall. I see that there's some dogs in the pool, and One of the dogs is unsure of the water. It's making odd noises, which is getting the attention of one of the other dogs. It might have been its mother or father, cause it was looking concerned. The dog looked to be walking on water, but was walking on the lane rope instead. The dog walks towards me and is still walking on water. I think to myself that the dog would have to sink sooner or later. The dog ends up looking more and more comfortable in the water. I get into the water and I swim over to my cousin Rach, who I'm dating. I feel a bit awkward due to others reactions. I swim over to Kayley and Daniel. I bring up that i don't care what other people think about me dating my cousin. Daniel asks me a question which finishes early, so I don't fully understand what he's saying. I ask him again what he meant. I walk outside and Mum is waiting for me to pick me up. She's in the XR6. Dream fragment Cousin Rach asks me if I still do Lem sip. I tell her I do and haven't been sick in a year and a half
Just a short dream fragment. I can not remember where I started or where I ended in the dream, just a small piece from the middle of the plot. An odd dream, but odd dreams usually make for a good read. I was at some sort of pool or aquarium. There was a lot of white concrete and blue water inside the room I was in. It looked similar to an indoor pool set up. It was daytime I believe. An Orca and I were out of the water on the concrete floor just hanging out near the waters edge. We were the only ones there. It was a relatively smaller orca. Probably measuring about 15-17 feet. Small dorsal and pectoral fins. Judging by the overall length and fin sizes I am going to guess it was most likely female. This time the external patterns was correct; the eye patch was right, the saddle patch was normal looking, the underside white, and all the black was right (The orca in the previous dream had a unusual and unique pattern). The first place I remember standing during this fragment was by the orca's tail. I walked up in front of her and we exchanged looks. Her mouth was partially open and I wondered if she was going to eat me. She then opened her mouth wide open. My curiosity took over a bit as I walked up to her and peered into her mouth, observing. Instead of the normal pinkish color with black spots on the roof of the mouth, it was all completely white like the white on the outside of her body. I noticed it seemed odd but I did not become lucid. I leaned in, over her bottom jaw till my shoulders were hovering over her tongue. I leaned in far enough to lose my balance and I fell down on my chest onto her tongue. Before I could do anything I was swallowed in the blink of an eye. It was immediately dark and I could feel myself sliding down her throat unable to move. I came to a halt, now stuck in her stomach. It was dark, cramped, and soft, but it wasn't wet like I imagined it would be, only a little damp. it was a tight squeeze. I was curled up with my knees up to my chest and head pointed down. I was wondering how long I would be stuck here. Only 10 seconds passed by and suddenly she pushed me out of her body. I was back in the pool room again on the ground, unharmed throughout the whole thing. It all happened so fast I was still trying to comprehend what just occurred. Orcas are very social animals and I think she was afraid to lose her only companion there(no one else was there), despite it(me) not being another orca. Before I could stand back up the dream recall ended.
Updated 06-25-2015 at 11:21 PM by 62947
Another particularly vivid dream, this time with a good number more details recalled than that pizza dream. I was at a house that looked like a much more modified version of my current home, complete with a second floor, big TV, and a pool in the middle of the living room, about the size of a ping pong table. Lots of different people were there, including my boss from work, my dad, my grandpa, and some random people. This dream was sort of a hodge-podge of everything going on in my life recently. It was all topped off when... One of my old best friends from, like, 7 years ago appeared (I'll refer to her as K). This coincides with real life, since K texted me out of the blue just the other day. Just as in real life, it had been a while since we had seen each other in the dream's story, so K expressed her surprise at seeing me. Curiously enough, she was closer to the age she was when I last saw her, rather than how old she is now. She immediately wanted to go swimming (since that's what we used to always do), so we decided to do just that. While we were swimming, my boss called me over and asked me about Luigi's Mansion (for whatever reason, great game though). And then the random events just kept happening when my dad announced he had to go. He slipped on old-time Japanese wooden sandals (I'm starting to not understand the connections here ) and slipped out the front door. "Dad! Where are you going?!" I asked him, upset he was leaving. "I've got work to do!" he yelled back. And that's where it ended. I felt sad waking from this dream, it was fun seeing all these people I don't usually get to see anymore.
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