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    1. lesbian pillow love; college store; looking for cups with bardot; breaking up with a man

      by , 05-03-2011 at 11:46 AM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was in a bedroom that had a window wall revealing a hallway like an office hallway. My boss may actually have been in or just beyond the hallway. Some thick, grey curtains were mostly drawn over the window. But there were still some places where people could peep in.

      The bedroom was huge and it had a really big bed in it. I had a pillow that was as long as my body. I sat with my back to the foot of the bed and my knees drawn up to my chest, cuddling the pillow. I came up with a sexual fantasy with two lesbian women. I thought I'd act out the fantasy with the pillow.

      For some reason my boss and a colleague of his came to the door. I opened the door a crack and said something or other to them. They walked away, but I wasn't sure they weren't coming back.

      I got in bed with the pillow. I may have had some small device on which I could watch lesbian porn while I was acting out my lesbian fantasy on this pillow. But I was kind of afraid to get started. I didn't want my boss to come in and see me.

      Dream #2

      I was in a place that was like a college bookstore, a supermarket, and the children's section of the library all mixed together. The area was crowded with young people who were sitting at tables. I was sitting with a couple young guys.

      This was something like the first or last day of classes of some kind. If it was the last day, we were also being prepared for the following year of classes. A woman was engaged in calling each of us out. She was on some kind of speaker system. She sounded nice, kind of young as well.

      The woman called out some guy who sat at a chair and used a grocery store conveyor belt as a table. The guy was skinny, with pale, olive skin and a shaved head. He wore a grey and white striped hoodie. The woman said something about how the guy had gotten his last mark of development in 1999.

      The guys at my table groaned a little. One of them said, "1999? What's that guy been doing for the past ten years?"

      I looked down at the floor. I thought, Well that's not too different from my situation. I can't criticize the guy.

      Dream #3

      I was in a grocery store. I may have been with a couple of my "friends," who were Latino. One of them may have been wearing a red hoodie.

      I went off by myself to find paper cups and plastic sipping lids. I seemed to have a lot of trouble finding them. I ran into a cute, blonde worker who wore a 1960s style store mini-dress and wore her hair up in a loose, 1960s style. I told the woman I couldn't find the paper cups. She said she'd help me find them.

      We walked left down one aisle. Halfway down the aisle I saw the paper cups and plastic lids. I ran to them. There was only one sleeve left for each thing. I pulled them off the top shelf. Each sleeve appeared already to have been opened, and half the stuff was missing. But I figured this was good enough.

      I thanked the girl, who was now Bridgette Bardot -- and naked (?). We had apparently worked on some films together, so we walked along the store aisles, talking about the times we'd had together.

      As we walked along some back aisle, which opened out to more of a department store area, like a display of furniture, I started having touble with dates. It seemed like I was trying to pinpoint the start of Bardot's career, as if I had been there. But Bardot's career "had started" in 1967, which was a decade before I was born. It didn't make sense.

      Dream #4

      I was an attractive, blonde woman. I was naked and in a hotel room with a black man who was maybe in his forties. We had probably just finished having sex.

      I walked out of the room. I was dressed and was with "some of my girlfriends." We were in some small, fluorescent-lit room, like a coffee break room. I was laughing with the girls about how I would have to break up with this guy now, and how I was afraid he would just think I was playing around with him.

      I was back in the hotel room, naked. There were two beds, and only one table lamp was on. I lay on one bed, drinking from a bottle of Coke. It was a 20 oz., but I had for some reason also gotten a 16 oz. bottle. I lay on my stomach. The man was somewhere else, maybe in the bathroom, at first. But he walked into the room as I was talking.

      I was trying to tell the man as nicely as I could that I didn't think we were made for each other. I eventually sat down on the floor between the two beds, trying to drink from both Cokes. The man sat down on the other bed. He was probably wearing boxers and big, nerdy glasses. He had black and grey hair.

      The man already seemed to understand what I was getting at. He chuckled a little bit. He took both Coke bottles out of my hands. He stood them on the bed with him. I realized I hadn't shared any Coke with the man. The man looked at the bottles for a moment, then handed me the 20 oz. bottle, because it had less soda remaining in it.
    2. 011: A sandy-haired boy

      by , 04-30-2011 at 02:17 PM (Tides of Sleep)
      April 30, 2011

      Notes
      I wasn't going to post this at all, but then I figure I've been neglecting my journal for awhile now, and so I've forced myself. Some familiar recurring characters here, also a carryover of my broker air con dripping into the dream. Kind of ominous, as per usual, and strangely unsettling, especially around Burnett and the house. One very, very memorable dream character whom I've never met before. I can still see his face in my head.

      Entry 011
      I'm laying down between Octavia and Burnett, with the rest of my friends on the other side of Octavia. At first I don't seem to noticed Burnett. We're laying down, but we're in a kind of stadium place. It's some kind of school trip, I think, and the rest of my classmates fill the stadium around me. The stadium doesn't really have seats so much as risers, so that there's no back rest or place for your legs to dangle down. Most people are sitting up, cheering someone on, but my group and I are laying down, looking at the night sky. Suddenly I hear someone calling my name, singing it, in fact. I glance to my right and notice a skinny-ish boy with chin length sandy blonde hair, blue eyes and a distinctive, but cute, face. I don't know him, even looking back he doesn't resemble anyone I know in real life, but I can still see his face in my head.

      I duck under the risers, swing down to the ground effortlessly. He's singing me a love song. I smile and watch him sing into his mic for awhile. Finally, I interrupt him, "Hey." I smile again. I take a couple steps forward and hold out my hand, palm-up. He looks startled, and stares at me for a few seconds with an expression of horror on his face. Before I can even react, he's twisting away, running. I'm confused, and a little hurt, but I don't really think anything of it. I go back to my place on the risers.

      As I'm laying there, looking up at the sky, I suddenly notice Burnett is laying next to me. I say something to him, and we start talking. Ironically, we're talking about lucid dreaming. After that, I'm talking about some photograph I have with me. He looks at it in a way that makes me think he's seen it before, and that it has a greater significance than I believe it to. After answering one of his questions, there's a pause until I reply. Once I reply he grins. My answer seems to have made him happy. Suddenly, without warning, he plants three kisses up my arm. I'm dismayed. I realize that I had gotten closer and closer to him and that now we were only inches apart. He sees the look on my face, says, "I didn't mean it that way...". It's too late. I'm scrambling away until I'm hugging Octavia, who had been angry I was ignoring her.

      When the event, whatever it was, ends, I walk home to a giant Victorian style house. It's empty, haunted in a way. There's a constant dripping from the ceiling, as if the house is in a perpetual state of wet mold and decay. My mom is in one of the upstairs rooms, and she seems to be very sick. I wait for a long time in the house, not sleeping even though I am tired and it's pitch black outside. I get the feeling I'm waiting for Burnett. Eventually, my mom calls me up to her room and tells me to go get some food for a party. This trip coincides with some journey I have to undertake.

      I find myself on highway at night. The area around me is somewhat desert-like, but it's so black outside I can hardly see a foot in front of me. Eventually, I come to a kind of way-station. Here there are a bunch of vending machines that spit out hot fast food. I walk up to the McDonalds one, hit the number of the food my mom wanted, then punch in the credit card information. Sure enough the machine spits out some hamburgers. Behind me, there's a huge line and a menacing looking biker makes it clear to me that if I don't get out now there will be trouble. I run out of the way-station, and I'm back on the road, heading somewhere...
    3. First Lucid (7 Years Old, Dream Chain)

      by , 04-30-2011 at 02:20 AM (Chronicles of Ethos)
      General text non-lucid awake lucid

      I decided to go ahead and put my first lucid dream into my dream journal. I also added the dreams that led up to this lucid. These dreams happened over 3 days when I was 7 years old.

      In the first dream I had, I was standing out on my school's playground. The sky started to turn red. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky. I remember there being a large cloud over us, and I think it was skull shaped. There was a sense dread and impending doom. Everyone was looking up at the sky horrified. (They looked kind of funny staring at the sky with their jaws dropped actually. ) I went back inside the school and I walked up to the library on the 3rd floor. There was another kid there staring out the window with a book. I asked, "Why is the sky red?" He responded dramatically, "The world coming to an end!"

      I woke up shortly after that. I thought this dream was kind of weird and creepy, but I didn't pay much attention to it until the next day.

      In the second dream, it was a continuation from the last dream, but it took place on the day after the sky turned red. The sky was still red this day with the large cloud in the sky. I started my dream in front of my school. I didn't see anyone around the school or on the playground, so I went inside thinking that I was late. I entered a hallway, but it was dark, empty, and a mess inside. There was still no one in sight, no noise, and no sign of life. Desks and chairs were knocked over in the hallway, there was rubble on the floor, the wall was half destroyed, and the floor was cracked. At this point I was really starting to feal fear because I felt like the last guy in the world, I was scared of whatever destroyed everything, and I remembered the kid from the last dream saying that the world was coming to an end. Despite my fear, I continued down the hallway to find my classroom.

      My dream ended and I woke up right before I would have entered my classroom. This dream felt more realistic than the last one and it was scarier for me. I even watched the sky half of the day wondering if it would turn red.

      The third and final dream continued right about where the last one left off. It started with me sitting in the dark room at my desk. There was still no living thing in sight. I again started to wonder where everyone was for a few seconds. As I was thinking about this, the lights flashed on and all my classmates and my teacher seemed to flash into view with the light. They just walked around the room and worked on a project as if they had been there the whole time. I got up from my desk and asked my teacher, "Where did everyone go?" Everyone just turned and glared at me with angry expressions on there face. As they focused on me, their eyes started to glow red. In my mind all I could think was they wanted to chase me and kill me. And of course, they started to chase me out the door.

      I ran back out into the hallway and then out to the playground. As I ran up the hill on the playground, I stared up at the sky and noticed it was still red and had the large cloud. I remembered this from the past 2 dreams and said to myself, "Wait! I'm dreaming!" I stopped at the top of the hill and turned to face the mob. I wanted to wake myself up before the mob could get to the top of the hill. Without giving it much thought, I started screaming, "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" As I said this, pictured my real body hidden behind the red sky until I could feel it. I then tried to kick my legs and lift my arms. This required a lot of effort though. As I tried to lift my arms and legs, it felt like someone was pulling them back down. When the mob was about half way up the hill, the dream faded away.


      My eyes opened and I was punching and kicking the air with ease. I was sweating and my heart was racing, but I knew I was now sitting safely in bed. I soon got really excited after that because I never had a dream where I knew I was dreaming before. As I started to get more dreams like this, I called them "super dreams" because it felt like a different side of me took over and played as a super hero. They were mostly triggered by nightmares, and this new part of me was like a self defense mechanism against nightmares. It wasn't until I was 13 that I learned there was a name for these dreams and they didn't have to be related to nightmares.

      My Thoughts on these Dreams

      Aside from the apocalypse aspect of it, that was awesome! A couple "super dreams" later, and I learned that I didn't have to run from nightmares. I could fight them! Always felt awesome. This is one of my favorite dream chains even though it was a continuous nightmare.

      I think the reason why whenever I try to wake myself up and something pulls me down is because of sleep paralysis. Sleep paralysis isn't my best friend when trying to get away from a mob.

      Induction Type: DILD/NILD (Nightmare Induced Lucid Dream)
    4. Late for My Final, Tornadoes, and Other Weirdness.

      by , 04-29-2011 at 02:58 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I woke up in my bed. I looked out the window, and it was very cloudy. I looked at the stereo clock across from me (don't have that anymore in waking life). It read 11:30. SHIT! How did I sleep so long? I was supposed to have a final at 10, and now I was an hour and a half late. I wondered why the hell my alarm didn't go off. I looked at my phone. The alarm was still set. I tried to do an RC on the clock to see if I was dreaming, but it passed. Well this sucks.

      I got up and started trying to figure out what to do. Then, the phone rang. I answered it. Some lady was asking me why I wasn't taking my final. I apologized and said I had slept in too late because my alarm didn't go off. She told me to just go ahead and get over there as fast as I could. I threw some clothes on and left.

      As I got to the parking lot outside of the auditorium, I noticed a tornado forming in the parking lot. It spun for a bit then disappeared (I actually saw something like this happen in waking life a couple of days ago O_O). It then happened again. The clouds looked super ominous.

      I got into the room I was supposed to be in for my test, and saw a line of students with notebooks and neatly organized papers going up to my teacher. Shit, I thought, I was supposed to have my notebook together for her. I frantically started trying to get my worksheets and stuff together. I got up to the teacher, and she told me I should have done that before now. I told her I knew. I started tearing sheets out of my workbook (don't have a workbook for that class in waking life) to put in order for the notebook. When I finished putting everything together, I handed it to her to check. There were candy wrappers all over and between the pages. As she was looking at it, I was cleaning up the wrappers.

      I then remember sitting down in a classroom that looked very similar to one of my elementary school classrooms.


      ~

      I was with Ryan. We were at my parents' house. We were trying to play Cupid and set a couple of people up on a date. I remember the guy being obese, and I think the girl was too. I remember seeing the guy in my parents' house. Him and Ryan were talking about cars.

      I then remember Ryan and I looking at these receipt paper printouts that looked into the future of these people, and some other people as well. I remember Ryan talking about them spending 60 days of the summer together, but I corrected him and said it was winter break, because they had gotten together during the fall semester. He agreed with me.

      Then, I remember being in my car with the obese guy beside me in the passenger's seat, and Ryan in the back. I reached for my sunglasses in the cup holder. The obese guy had to move for me to get them. I started to back out of the garage. I noticed my mirror was about to hit the edge of the garage as I was about to pull out. I pulled back up, adjusted my wheel, and tried again. Only I had adjusted the wheel way too much. I said
      "I don't know why I can't back out of here!" I thought that Ryan was getting frustrated with me, because he's so into cars and driving.
      I finally made it out.

      Then, I was standing in a room with everyone. The obese guy was holding a very fat cat. He put it down, and I picked up an ugly brown argyle sweater that was sitting on something behind me, and I threw it on the cat. The cat started walking around with it draped over him. Someone asked if the sweater would fit the cat. I said
      "It's a size 24!" We all seemed to agree that it would fit the cat. We laughed.

      I remember driving down the street, and seeing that the sky was very cloudy. I saw a piece of dark cloud stuck to some telephone wires. Then, as I drove a little further, I saw a few people standing on the side of the road. One had a little dog on a leash. A tornado formed above them. I thought they were screwed, but they just stood there as if nothing was happening. As the tornado disappeared, it got smaller and smaller. It was then very tiny, and stuck to one of the guys' shoe. He started trying to shake it off.

      Updated 04-29-2011 at 06:23 PM by 32059

      Tags: cat, school, tornado
      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening
    5. Derby Then Party

      by , 04-28-2011 at 11:45 AM (Typho's DJ)
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      Updated 03-19-2012 at 05:08 AM by 44350

      Categories
      Uncategorized
    6. 26 May 2011 Dream 5

      by , 04-27-2011 at 08:17 PM (Lunar Chronicles)
      I was swimming in some sort of pool, eventually I wound up by J's mom's house and I was excited to be there.
    7. 26 May 2011 Dream 4

      by , 04-27-2011 at 08:15 PM (Lunar Chronicles)
      I was at the tuckshop at my junior school and I was being chased by some people from the lower grade. They were really pissing me off, and they chased me for ages.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. 26 May 2011 Dream 3

      by , 04-27-2011 at 08:12 PM (Lunar Chronicles)
      We all needed the toilet, but when We ran there, it was full. We had to share the toilets with each other (??), some girls were also in the toilet watching us and telling us some random things. They were very flirty and forward.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. Blue October Concert

      by , 04-26-2011 at 05:01 PM (Hopeless Wanderings)
      I'm going to see my favorite band of all time- Blue October- in about a week and I'm so excited! I think it showed in this dream.

      Part One
      We arrived at the big stadium seating auditorium and took our seats way up high in back, which was weird because when I ordered the tickets in real life I got them early and it says you can pick your seats and go in early so we were supposed to have really good seats. Instead of my sister, who was supposed to go with me, I was there with my friends, Niki, Aub, and either Dani or Britt.. or both. Niki had the best view and there was a giant pole in my view so I asked Niki to switch with me but she wouldn't, which made me upset because she had barely even heard this band before and it was like my favorite band ever.. so I decided to stand next to her somehow. Someone came on stage and started singing, I think it was either a band member or one of those bands who plays before the main bands. During that time me and my friends decided to sneak up to the very front of the stage and get super close up seats. I don't remember much during this time, I think we were just mostly waiting for Justin, the lead singer, to come out. Then when they called his name, I screamed like any normal fan would, except my voice sounded really strange and everyone looked at me and no one else seemed as excited as I did. He came out on stage and seemed a bit awkward like he didn't know what to do. Then the security forced everyone to go back to the far away seats so the first two sets of seats where completely empty. We were still the first ones in the front but now we were way back and high up. Justin started messing around with lyrics and walked back and forth around the auditorium singing without music about Christmas or something.. it seemed like he was making up lyrics as he went and didn't really know what he was doing. And his singing wasn't that good either. I remember making some kind of connection with him though, and at one time he was lost and didn't know what to do so I told him to sing "Into The Ocean" because a lot of people who know the band like that song. Instead, he called 29 random people from the audience up on stage, sadly not including me(well I was sad until I saw what they did). He had them dress in costumes, half of them dressed in yellow chicken suits and the other half dressed like sasquatches. He motioned them to swing back in forth, the row in front going one way and the row in back going another. It was really strange. After that debacle of a show, he sang some actual songs.. I think.. but they were still pretty bad.

      Then I woke up, went to the bathroom, and fell back asleep(half glad that it was just a dream so I can relive the concert.. in a better way)

      Part 2
      I don't quite know where I left of this dream or where I caught up, but I know I was there for at least one more song in which Justin had a video recorder and was walking around and stopped by me, and I had the biggest smile on my face and it looked a bit silly, but I couldn't help but smile as Justin was videotaping me for awhile. He took pictures too, apparently, and I somehow got a hold of one of them. You could say that I felt pretty special that night, haha. The show was over and mostly everyone was emptied into the main hall area and going home, including me and my friends. But I had left some of my stuff in the place so I told my friends I would be back in a second and went off to go get them. As I went back in, I saw Justin there, wondering around. He came up to me and I think we talked briefly about something, and then I asked him to sign the picture I got, and he did. I tried to get my stuff together, which included a backpack for some reason, and papers, and an assignment notebook. I fumbled and fumbled around but it took forever to gather everything up while Justin was still there, talking to others and watching me. I finally got up and left and the place turned into my school and I was walking out to the parking lot with another one of my friends, Katelyn. I just assumed she would give me a ride so I followed her but then she got in a police car with her grandma and a police officer.. I think.. and they just drove off without me. I ran back to the front of the school to try to catch my bus but it was too late. It started to rain and I got out my cell phone and tried to call someone to pick me up but it wasn't working. I got extremely frustrated as some people were staring at me wondering what the hell I was doing. I finally gave up and somehow hopped in a car with some black dude, who pulled out of the school and drove recklessly, bumping into everything, but I didn't really give a crap. Then I saw Katelyn's car with the police officer in it, who was chasing after our car now. I felt bad for my friend who was stuck in that car and hoped she wasn't getting hurt, even though I was the one being thrown around crashing into trees and such. Yea... then I woke up again.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. My First Lucid on This Site

      by , 04-26-2011 at 10:50 AM (Just Dreaming)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I've been having dreams lately, but I just haven't had the time to write them down. I'm going to try and get better about it.

      Most of this dream has to do with a green colored cell phone. It starts out (from what I can remember) with me on a cruise ship. My family and I realize that Katy Perry is there, so we go to the main gym of the ship and wait for her. She comes in and looks like what I imagined. She then starts to talk to people about how there are a lot of people who helped her get to where she is now. She starts to introduce all of the people (the people she introduces are people who were once friends of mine, but aren't any more. I don't seem to notice in the dream).

      The dream skips around from there, and I'm walking to a class with some friends. One of them asks why I could possibly need a new phone. I tell them that my old one was crap- and it was just time. I'm then sitting down with a friend in the lunch look (it looks like the real lunch room, not fake lunch rooms that have been in my dreams). Me and the friend I was talking to just keep talking about the whole phone thing. I don't really remember much of what we were saying though.

      I then get up and leave to go to class. I'm talking with another one of my friends about Graphic Design and what we are going to be doing that day. After a while of walking with him, I realize that I'm going to the wrong class. I ask him what period it is and he tells me. I turn around and start running. (I don't remember what class he said).


      All of the sudden I wake up. It's strange though, I'm just standing in the middle of a white space. The white is blinding and I can't see anything but the same white color. I do a reality check and realize that this is a dream and I just had an FA. I immediately wake up after I realize I'm dreaming.

      I wake up again and have a FA, I'm in my bed this time and everything looks normal. I'm so excited I grab my laptop and log onto DV to change the amount of lucid's I have.

      Then I wake up for real. I wish I had dream control and when I realize I'm dreaming, I don't wake up right then.
    11. Message from my subconsious?

      by , 04-25-2011 at 07:00 PM

      For some reason I start wondering if I'm dreaming. I do the nose RC and since I can still breathe I know I'm dreaming. The dream I'm in is very vague and I have trouble seeing any details. I remember that I was supposed to talk to a DC in my next lucid dream. There's a man next to me so I say something to him. He doesn't reply. I decide that I should leave to try to make the dream more vivid. I go up some stairs and through a door. I'm now in a school corridor. I look around and everything looks real. I turn to the left and start walking. I notice something flying around. It looks like a moth. I consider that my subconscious might be trying to tell me something so I follow it. The thing flies up to a door and I open it and walk through.

      I'm in a classroom. There are a few students and a teacher there. It looks as if one of them is having a presentation. I get bit nervous and for a second I'm afraid that this isn't a dream, then
      I apologize for being late and step in. I think that the things written on the black board might be important. I can't quite remember what it said, but I remember thinking that I should do the reading RC, but I don't since I know I'm dreaming and I don't want the text to change. I read everything on the board and then I decide that talking about it with the teacher might help me remember it. "Does this mean that there are lots of people living in horrible conditions in Africa and no one cares?" I ask.
      "That's right" the teacher answers "we are also reading this book. You should check it out." She hands me a book with red covers. There's a picture of a woman on the front. It's called something about OBEs in south Africa. I tell the teacher that I will read it later, but right now there's somewhere I have to be. I think I've waisted to much time on this already.

      I leave the classroom and enter the corridor again. I decide to try summoning someone. I think that there's a man walking behind me. I turn around and there actually is a man there. He is big and has lots of muscles. I don't want to talk to him so I turn into another corridor. Then I decide to summon a guy I know online but who I've never seen. I say that he's behind me and when I turn around I see a young man with chocolate colored skin and long black hair. I know this isn't what he really looks like since he's from Asia, not Africa, but I decide it's close enough. I run up to him and hug him. He kisses me and it feels exactly as I had imagined it would. He says something to me about how different I am from other girls, but I'm not listening. The dream starts to fade and I wake up.
      Categories
      lucid
    12. Late for Work, and Two False Awakenings

      by , 04-25-2011 at 03:29 PM (The Lab Notebook)
      I'm going to work at an elementary school [neither of the ones I work at in reality]. I have to go back out to my car to get something. There are other people out in the large, flat parking lot. When I finally head into the building, it's already 3:00, a full hour later than I was supposed to start working. I'm mad at myself because the fact that I got started late means that I can't count that first hour (2:00 – 3:00) toward my total number of AmeriCorps service hours. [LOL! No, no, brain, that was my last teaching job.]

      I can hear the faint, muffled sound of repetitious, vaguely pop-sounding music playing from somewhere nearby. I realize that I've woken up in my bed. [Not really.] I'm still tired and decide to stay in bed.

      I wake up again in a slightly different room. [Again, not really.] This time, I take my throw pillow and pull it over my head. [Yeah. I fail at catching false awakenings. :/]

      Updated 04-25-2011 at 07:40 PM by 37356 (forgot the color!)

      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening
    13. 23/04/11 Dream 6 Restaurant

      by , 04-24-2011 at 07:29 AM (Lunar Chronicles)
      I was very rich and I was hanging out with some of my friends. We were at an Italian restaurant. The people who worked there greatly respected me. I sat down and started to eat with a small child and a girl who i don't know in RL. After we had finished eating, some other people I know (not friends) came and sat with us. The guy squeezed himself in between me and the girl (in RL he is quite dodge with the girls :/). The girl and I were talking about lots of things. I remember that she had long blonde hair and green eyes. The little kid at the table refused to eat her food. When I looked across the road I saw a woman shouting at her two little girls for not wanting to share a Hell Butterfly, she then took the butterfly broke it in half and gave one piece each to the girls.

      Vividness: 9
      Realism: 7
      Daily Residue: None
      Lucid Aids: Sub Lucid 2.0
    14. 23/04/11 Dream 3

      by , 04-24-2011 at 07:16 AM (Lunar Chronicles)
      I was at school with a professor, he was speaking about cleaning things. There were two girls there that I did not know, I remember referrign them to H and A.

      Vividness: 4
      Realism: 5
      Daily Residue: No
      Lucid Aids: Subliminal Lucid 2.0
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. 23/04/11 Dream 2

      by , 04-24-2011 at 07:14 AM (Lunar Chronicles)
      I was at my junior school and it felt like my best friend had died. I turned my phone on loudspeaker as I walked to my class (?). It had the song Lost by Avenged Sevenfold playing. Two girls, A and C were behind me, I felt like they were mocking the song because they did not deserve it. When we got to class they thanked me, so I got really angry.

      It was one of those WTF??? dreams

      Realism: 6
      Vividness: 6
      Residue: No
      Lucid Aids: Subliminal Lucid 2.0
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