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    1. Playing In The Stationery

      by , 05-19-2012 at 03:34 PM (Inside My Eyes)
      I was in a huge stationery, it was the size of a super market. My brother was there riding on a Segway PT, we were playing Tag with him on the Segway and I running after him trying to catch him. One minute I realized that it was a dream, I did not have to do a RC and I forgot to stabilize. I started to test and train my dream control trying to slow my brother's Segway PT but I ended up not being able to do it. I started looking for a door to test the technique of teleportation in which you enter through the door thinking that the other side is the place you want, I thought about a food court that I visited in a dream a few weeks ago and went through the door.
      I ended up on the inside of a mall that could very well have the food court, but the dream ended at that time.
    2. Wood as a Recording Medium?

      by , 04-03-2012 at 10:10 PM (Ultra-Rad Dreamage Supreme)
      This dream started off with me walking through a shopping mall. As I was just strolling along, a girl standing out in front of a store walked up to me and said she needed my help. She was about my height, my age, had dirty blonde hair just below her shoulders and a slight New Zealand accent (which was totally hot).

      She was trying to explain her dilemma to me, not in a frantic manner, but rather cool and composed. It wasn't making sense to me for some reason, so I ended up telling her to just take me to the problem so I could see it for myself.

      We walked out into the parking lot and there was an airport shuttle van waiting there by the curb. I jokingly asked, "You're not going to kidnap me and rape me, are you?" She laughed and said "I like that, but no." (Liked the joke, not raping people haha) I appreciate a dark sense of humor here and there.

      We arrived at a dilapidated old building surrounded by a chain link vence. The vence had a wooden or tarp screen on the inside of it so you could not look beyond it. As we walked into the gate, the area opened up into a messy junkyard. Old rusted cars, discarded appliances, it was all there. For some reason I specifically remember seeing a green 90's Subaru Forester.

      We came to a dimly lit room where there were wide wooden planks running across one of the walls. The planks had markings and notches etched into them. The girl went up to them and ran a dry washcloth across the wood and music started to play! Right out of the wood! It was an electronic-indie type song... Which was ok... but the cool thing was that this chick somehow managed to record music directly onto wood. No speakers, nothing; You somehow plugged the microphones into the planks (I didn't get a look at the interface between the mics and planks), recorded, and just ran the cloth over the planks and the song would play.

      I was completely amazed and immediately started asking questions. Apparently she played all the instruments herself, recorded and mixed the entire thing. I grabbed the cloth and ran my hand across the etchings. The sound of the cloth sliding across the wood made the song sound like it had a phaser/flanger effect on it.

      I was in love. If there's one characteristic I find more attractive than anything, it's intelligence (humble intelligence at that). Smart, kind, gorgeous, New Zealand accent, inventing new recording mediums that defy the laws of physics, sign me up. Dammit dreams, why do you tease me!!

      I suddenly remembered that I had come here to help her out with something. She told me she actually didn't need help with anything, she just wanted to show her crazy "wood recording" to someone who would appreciate it. Radical.
    3. Traveling to CA / Dollar Store / A Sexy Encounter in a Flea Market

      by , 03-03-2012 at 05:34 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: March 3, 2012 – 6:00AM (USA Eastern)

      I am traveling to CA with a friend of mine, who will be known as "M" in this entry. We land at the airport and grab a rental car. Once we drive into town, I pull into a familiar shopping center and point out a couple of places which we should visit. There are several restaurants and shops all connected together.

      We park, then walk into a place called Game Depot. It's a huge arcade connected to a mall. We walk through the arcade and into a dollar store. I pick up a small box fan and the case falls apart in my hands. I comment, “Cheap fucking junk...”, and then put it down. I pick up another fan and it is built a little better. I walk down the row and pick up a couple of other things, then head over to the cashier. While checking out, I ask my friend if we should go check into our hotel before cruising around the rest of the town. He says, “Yes.” I say, “Let's go stay at the Hawthorn Suites. I can still get the government rate there.”

      We walk around the back of the building and see that there is a lower level. I open the door and walk in to find that the area seems to be deserted. As I walk in a bit further, there are tables full of random stuff laying around. Walking in a bit further, we find ourselves in the middle of a flea market. There is a really cute guy standing at a table with a sewing machine who gives me the eye when I walk around the corner.

      As I walk by, he asks if I would like him to fix my shirt. He points to where my collar is separating from my t-shirt. I say, “Yes” and take off my shirt. He quickly stitches it back together and hand my shirt back while giving me a really cute grin. I give him a big hug and he holds me tightly. I can feel his rock hard cock throbbing against my body. I quickly notice that I am also rock hard, so I pull in a little closer and rub my cock against his. He tightens his grip and I feel his cock get even bigger and harder. After a moment, we pull away a bit. He is holding my shoulders and I have my hands around his waist. We stare into each other's eyes for a while. We're so close that our noses are nearly touching. I go in for a kiss and suddenly wake up.

      Updated 05-30-2016 at 04:07 AM by 36447 (spelling)

    4. Lost in England

      by , 11-17-2011 at 04:59 PM (Visions in the Dark)
      I'm in England in a busy downtown disctrict. I have no idea how I got there but I know that I must get to the airport so I can get home. I wander the street for a long time but I cannot find my way out of the downtown area and seem to be going in circles. A red double decker bus comes along and I get on it, thinking it will take me to the airport, but instead it goes toa huge shopping mall and drops everyone off.

      I go into the shopping mall and wander around a bit. I pass a two storey McDonald's resturant that is closed and dark. There is a museum in the center of the mall that is showing ancient chinese art. Some of the art are sculptures of giant leaves done in jade and a green crystal stone, though some of the leaves are missing peices like parts of them have corroded or rusted off like it was made of metal.

      When I leave the museum I am in the basement floor of the mall and for some reason I am in my pajamas. I am feeling hungry and head for the food court, which is on the far side of the basement floor of the mall. Many of the fast food resturants are places I have never heard of serving food I have either never seen before or do not like. There is a Burger King and a Diary Queen, but they are closed for some reason.

      I order a hot drink from one of the resturants (coffee I think?) and as I am waiting for it to be prepared I see my dad and my eldest brother appear in line for the same resturant. I am happy to see them and hope that they will take me home. At first they don't respond to me, then later say that they are not here for me and we get into an argument about something.

      I cannot remember how this dream ends, but I woke up feeling so upset that I was nauseated.
    5. Restoring Life

      by , 10-22-2011 at 12:57 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: October 22, 2011 – 6:30AM (USA Eastern)
      Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

      I am walking through an old building with Devon, a good friend of mine. He stops at a large vault door and says, "That door is supposed to stay open at all times." When he opens the door, there is a guy tied up against a pole and another guy standing there giving us an evil glare. Startled, he steps back from the door and the guy slams it shut. Devon goes back to the door and struggles to open it again. The guy on the inside is holding the door shut while he's trying to pull it open. After a bit of struggle, the guy lets the door open, then stabs Devon in the chest with a large knife. He runs off and a couple of other friends chase him down. Devon is bleeding and not doing well at all. Suddenly, medics arrive and start to work on him. After a moment, one of the medics comes to me and says, "He's not going to make it." I walk up to Devon and find that he is struggling to catch the last breath. I take his hand and say, "Look directly into my eyes." When he does, I draw the life from his body and store it in mine.

      I tell the medics to connect his body to a life support machine and keep his vitals going while the damage can be repaired. At first they look at me strangely, but then they quickly comply. After some time, they tell me that they have him stabilized. I retrieve a syringe filled with a hazy green liquid from my pocket and hand it to the medic. I say, "Give this to him slowly and he will be fine." As they work on him, I wander off with a couple other friends. As we walk, the old abandoned building morphs into a shopping mall. We walk to the end of the mall, then turn around and make our way back toward the entrance.

      As we're walking, I see Devon standing at the order counter of a pretzel shop with a female friend of mine. When he sees me approaching, he turns around and gives me an ecstatic look. We hug while telepathically exchanging quite a bit of information, then he goes back to the counter and finishes his order. While he is ordering, she tells me that he is doing much better now. She leans toward me and gives me a cute grin while saying, "You do know that he wants you really bad, right?" I reply, "Yes, I know. The feeling is mutual."

      When Devon gets his pretzel, we leave everyone else behind and walk off into the fading dream scape.

      I am thankful that I was able to log this one. My brain was emptying itself quicker than I could transfer the dream's memory to my journal.
    6. Shopping Mall / Security Checkpoint / Military Surplus

      by , 06-26-2011 at 04:59 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: June 26, 2011 – 9:15AM (USA Eastern)
      Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

      I am walking with a couple of friends through a huge, multilevel shopping mall, looking for May's Surplus, a military surplus store. The mall has large spiral staircases throughout the main area, as well as elevators. The center of the common area is open so you can see the floors above and below. The mall is laid out with a main hub area and several wings that branch off from the corners of the hub.

      We stop and look at the mall directory and map for a bit. This is no help at all, as the store names don't match what's really there, as well as the shape of the floor layout is wrong. I find May's on the map, but it says it's right behind us. When we turn around, there's a Harbor Freight and a Taco Bell there. One of my friends suggests that we may be on the wrong floor, so we walk toward the nearest elevator.

      We step into a large elevator and look at the control panel. The buttons are not very helpful, as the numbers and letters appear to be in Chinese. We look at each other puzzled for a moment, then decide to take “pot luck” and press a button. The door closes and the elevator feels like it's moving quickly. After a brief moment, the elevator stops and we almost fall against the wall from the inertia. The doors open and we are on the same floor, right in front of Taco Bell. Disgusted, I press a couple more buttons, and the elevator starts moving again without closing the doors. We can see several floors go by, and I spot the May's Surplus store as we're moving. I frantically hit a bunch of buttons, but the elevator just speeds up. It finally stops what seems like 5-6 floors away from where we want to be. Deciding that we're getting nowhere, I suggest that we take the stairs.

      We walk up a large spiral staircase which leads us out through the roof and up about 3 stories into the sky. There is an exit door at the top of the stairs which leads nowhere. My friends turn around and walk back down the stairs, but I decide to go out the door and climb down the exterior of the stairwell. The stairs and framework are built from steel tubing and beams, so I can see my friends walking down the stairs as I climb down the exterior of the structure. When we get to the bottom and find ourselves standing in the parking lot. I look at my friends with a confused expression for a moment, then walk back into the mall.

      When we re-enter the mall, we immediately find the May's entrance. Right at the entrance, there is a display case full of grenades and smoke bombs. On the other side are pallets of banged up ammo cans on sale for $2 each. The nicer ones are $5 each and there are really big ones for $15. We walk in a little further and see display racks full of camouflage wear. This front part of the store is small, but there is an entryway at the back that leads into the larger part of the store.

      There is a security checkpoint at a entryway leading to the rest of the store where we go through a TSA-like security screening .While being screened, the security officer asked me to lift my shirt to show the belt line. I lifted my shirt and they told me to turn around and walk over to a table. When I get to the table, the officer told me to turn around and he patted me down, starting at the cuffs of my pants. When he got to my butt, he spent a little extra time patting down that region. He stops and calls another officer over to check me. The second officer comes over and pats my butt for a bit, then says to the other officer, “This one should be checked thoroughly.” Before I know it, there are 4 security officers standing around me, staring at my butt. I turn around and say, “Did you find anything you like?” I give a naughty smile, then turn and walk away.

      I catch up to my friends and we continue walking. The entrance that led into the rest of the store actually leads back into the mall again. However, this wing of the mall is in Canada, as there are ICE checkpoints all over the place. We walk down the wing for a bit, then find a store that doesn't have a regular open or glass storefront. Instead, it has a single steel door with a sign above it. The sign is in a foreign language, so I'm not sure what it is. I open the door and wake up.

      Updated 09-29-2012 at 06:19 PM by 36447

    7. Mall with my teacher

      by , 03-13-2011 at 03:36 PM (My world, my rules)
      non-dream / dream / lucid

      Eu estava indo pro shopping da minha cidade com uns amigos (provavelmente com Gabriel e mais alguém). Quando cheguei lá, vi Paulo Felipe, Enrique e uma garota que eu não conhecia. Cumprimentei eles e percebi que, no chão, havia um círculo amarelo (onde caberiam umas 50 pessoas nele) e, no meio desse círculo, havia uma máquina (como se fosse aqueles caça-níqueis). Enrique estava com um controle preto na mão que parecia ser dessa máquina.
      Peguei o corredor da esquerda (e estranhamente me lembro de ter passado por uma escada rolante) quando meu professor Álvaro apareceu e começou a conversar comigo. Em um momento, ele me perguntou o que eu iria fazer de faculdade (estámavos andando em frente ao game-world). Eu disse que estava pensando em fazer Engenharia Mecatrônica, logo depois me corrigi e falei que queria fazer Engenharia Elétrica. Haviam dois garotos na nossa frente, eles olharam entre si e riram.
      Andando pelo shopping, percebi que haviam mais desses círculos pelos corredores, e que no centro deles haviam atrações diferentes. Na parte onde há as escadas rolantes havia outro cículo também, e haviam 3 garotas brincando nas escadas (elas subiam e desciam pelo corrimão, mas caíam no chão várias vezes e ficavam reclamando).
    8. Smoking in a store (fragment)

      by , 03-08-2011 at 02:13 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: March 8, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
      Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

      There was quite a many shopping mall parts before this, but my recall wasn't too good this morning.

      I am walking through a shopping mall, then into in a goth-industrial clothing store. I pick out a really fuzzy black and red striped hat, then walk toward the rear of the store, dropping the hat off at the cash register on the way by, There is a rack of discounted t-shirts that looks really interesting, so I flip through them for a bit. None of them really interest me, so I walk back toward the front of the store to dig through a rack of fishnet shirts. There is a black and red striped fishnet shirt that looks like it would match the hat. It has a sale tag on it, but the tag only has a bar code and a bunch of random numbers on it. While I am looking at it, three guys walk by me and into a darkened side room just off the front of the store. One of the guys grabs me by the arm and pulls me into the room with them. One of the guys pulls out a bowl and packs it up with some really smelly weed. They each take a hit, then pass it to me without a lighter. I reach in my pocket for a lighter, then wake up. When I got out of bed, the first words in my mind were, “Never pass a dream bowl to someone without a lighter.”
    9. A lot of water and a white tiger.

      by , 12-02-2010 at 08:15 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      I am at a water front resort and there is a dark unseen presence pursuing me. I am scrambling over and through waterfront shops and bars to hide myself and often find that I am trying to hide myself in pools of water.

      I run out of hiding spots in the resort and run to the wharf where many yachts are tied up. All of the boats are the same size and shape but different colours. There is a wooden yacht just leaving the dock and I am able to sneak aboard and hope that I am out of the reach of my invisible pursuer.

      The yacht travels to the open ocean and has suddenly entered a different world where we are very small and sailing through a pool in what looks like a giant's shopping mall that has waterways and watersliders rather than floors and elevators.

      There are many giant humans lounging in the water while tiny tour boats like ours sail around them. The tour boat that I am on comes to a pool admist a giant's bar and bumps into a large orangish brown blob floating in a far side of the pool. The blob splits open and begins pouring a greenish black liquid into the water, which make any humans or fish who touch it, tiny or giant alike, very sick.

      The contamination spreads to all of the wate in the giant's mall but I am able to escape it by flying away from the boat and floating near the ceiling. This sudden flying ability seems to come from the black ball of yarn that I am suddenly carrying with me but comes at a price because I am now invisible and no one can see me.

      The dark presence that was pursuing me before suddenly finds me and appears as a giant gravity defying white tiger which can cling to and jump from wall to wall and thus continue chasing me without touching the contaiminated water.

      I am able to outrun the tiger for a while, but sudden find myself cornered in a dead end hallway at the far side of the giant's mall. I panic when the tiger draws near and drop the ball of black yarn that I had been carrying. The tiger lunges and snatches the yarn out of midair and takes off. Apparently it was after the yarn the whole time. After the tiger leaves the water suddenly clears up and is a beautiful fresh blue and everyone who was sick from the contamination suddenly recovers.

      I find myself suddenly back on the tour boat as it reenters the normal world and pulls into the wharf area of the water front resort where the dream began.

      The only thing I liked about this dream was that my favourite animal, the white tiger, appears in it. I have never had a dream with a tiger in it before.

      Updated 12-19-2010 at 10:44 PM by 6048

      non-lucid , nightmare
    10. Zombie Hotel & Ten Lane Ant Trails

      by , 11-10-2010 at 09:01 AM
      Last night I had a mix of dreams that when I woke up, didn't seem super worth remembering so I didn't push myself to recall all the details:

      I was in a hotel being invaded by zombies. I remember going into a room with my ex girlfriend (who gave me a vibe that she was there with another man) to warn her. I remember going into the basement and it looked like my local shopping mall.

      At one point, I became lucid. I was walking down one of the hotel halls and a guest or hotel worker was walking by. As she did, in the corner of my eye, I noticed she had a shadow. I thought: I bet I can turn her into a different person by pulling her through her own shadow. I grabbed her and pulled her through her shadow and she became someone else, but not anyone I recognized.

      Another dream, there was a trail of ants entering my bedroom. It was massive. I looked closely and determined it to be made of ongoing, and oncoming traffic. I counted about five lanes moving in each direction.

      Updated 11-10-2010 at 09:04 AM by 32174

      lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment
    11. #8 Skylights

      by , 08-21-2010 at 07:13 PM (East of East St. Louis)
      There was some kind of natural disaster and so, we had to leave by helicopter. After a short ride, we were dropped off at some kind of mall.

      I instantly have to go to the bathroom. I find one and go into a stall, do my business, and go to the sink. There's a line, though, so I just look around in the bathroom. There's skylights, and through the window I can see cloudy grey sky and rain dropping down onto them. There's a man and his young son in the bathroom, talking quietly. I'm not sure what they're saying.

      I go over to the sink and I notice there are hair catchers in all of them. I think this is odd, but I don't push more. I wash my hands and dry them and leave the bathroom, heading to the bookstore.

      There's only a couple of people in there, and I'm looking for a book, but I can't remember the title. So I'm searching around, hoping I'll see the title I'm looking for.

      I see a lot of books on vampires, and the supernatural, and stuff like that. I flip through them, don't have a lot of trouble reading them. They have a lot of pictures in them, and some are interesting. A woman dressed in purple with a mask on, a fog-covered bridge, a woman standing in a kitchen watching as an octopus attacks her sister.

      I leave the bookstore, annoyed at not finding what I wanted, and pass six hispanic guys. The dream shifts from me to them.

      They talk about this skit they have to do. One mentions that it might help boost morale and distract people. One guy doesn't really want to do it, but can't fault with his friend's arguments. They go to the food court, where a stage has been put up, and get into position.

      The dream faded out and I woke up.
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