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Non-lucid only & it was just frags. Runny nose & fever. Mike thinks I may actually be sick cuz he got sick which is like never. He still went to work but took a day to rest. I did find a cool Sirius music station on my Dish Network Guide so I've been listening to a lot of old music which is really therapeutic. It plays songs like Jim Croce, James Taylor, Eagles & songs of that nature. I'm using it as a sort of meditation while I do some puzzles to put in frames for my grandkids. Cheap extra Christmas gifts for their room in my house. I finished my first one today & put it in the frame. $2 gift made w/ lots of love. I'm thrifty like that. I get them a major gift & build from there. Sorry to be a bore today. Just not feeling great.

Have had a high fever today & did log my dream on paper. But it will have to wait until tomorrow to log on here. But I'll be damned if I miss one day of logging something. So here's my something. See everyone tomorrow. Going back to sleep.

Before I get started, I'd like to say that I've been reading a lot about being spiritual, meditating & being positive. And I've been practicing these things effectively for the most part but I think I hit my limit today. Therefore I'm reserving my God given right to exercise my free will to just be a bitch just for this small allotted time.... That being said, I'm tired of trying to log onto here & running into the "Facebook glitch". I hope this gets resolved soon DREAMVIEWS. Now onto my own shit...... I'm really so sick of being sick. I can't breathe so my sleeping is all over the place. My nose & head officially hate me. Then today I had to get up & deal w/ the A/C guys yet a fucking gain! They left but will be back soon. Now they think it's the line that wasn't replaced when both of the new units were put in. Apparently it runs under my house. And to top it off, Meesha Cat was bugging me and it scared me awake & I batted at her out of reflex so she peed on me & my bed! Yep, my day sucks really really really bad! I just want to go lay down & cry but I can't because I have to supervise my A/C drama. Oh, I think I forgot to mention that the new pipe including labor will cost me an additional almost $500! We are officially tapped to the max w/ our credit that we were forced to take out for the initial A/C unit itself. Say hello to that 4 yr payment plan the size of a car payment & add I don't even know how much more each month. Checking in w/ a few of you on here and then I hope my night ends w/ cool air, real sleep & any dream of any kind! Piece out Bitches!

Still Sick

Burning up w/ a fever. Didn't get very much quality sleep. I had some non-lucids but my head is pounding & my husband & I are both playing sitting time on the toilet roulette, lol. Our noses are both running & stopped up during crazy intervals. My a/c decided to act up again today which was very inconvenient. I didn't write anything down because my head is so foggy which is sad due to the dreams I had were actually worth writing down. So this is all I can do today is to write this. I had to postpone a trip to see my mother-n-law today due to all of this. I'll check other ppls stuff tomorrow. Today I need to get back to bed. Shopping day is tomorrow so I need to rest up.

Still haven't got my A/C fixed. I'm actually sick today, literally. Woke up to dealing w/ the A/C guy & he can't fix it today. I've heard it's 2 problems now. So no dream anything. Sorry folks but I guess today is a bust. I'll comment tomorrow on others DJ's but today I just can't do anymore than this.

Dream - Lucid

I'm not sure where I was, I believe it was some sort of job but I'm not sure. Everything seemed to have an outdoor/indoor feel at the same time. Everyone had to drive or walk through this sensor, and it would detect something. Most people didn't have to worry about the sensor going off, but it always went off for me. It wasn't a bad thing, I would just have to go through an extra step to get past. I saw a top view of me driving through the sensor and it blinking red. I then approached a lady sitting at a computer by a tunnel/parking garage looking thing and she'd do some things on the computer and I was free to go. The lady was very friendly to me every time.

I then became curious as to why the sensor went off at some point. Back in first person, I asked someone about it. They said something about some sort of 'mutation' (genetic). Now I was really curious: What was going on with me? I asked 3 different ladies who worked wherever it was that we were if they would tell me what about me made the sensor go off. They all told me they would tell me. I was happy with that.

The end of the work day approached, and still no answers. I went to ask 2 of the ladies again and was basically ignored or the ladies were in a rush. I started to get anxious: Why won't they tell me? Is something wrong with me? Am I sick? Do I have cancer? I finally approached the third lady, the one at the sensor computer. She was getting ready to leave for the day. She was getting her things together; she put on her long black coat. I kept asking her over and over what was going on with me. I asked so many questions very frantically: "Do I have cancer? Is it detecting my HPV? We got rid of it years ago but is it back?" No answer to any of them. Her young son then came up to her, and she hugged him, gathering him up in her coat. She appeared to be upset; I saw some tears. I kept asking her and telling her that she promised she would tell me. I then saw her face quite close, I side view of it, and she had a golden cross hanging from her forehead between her eyes hanging down to the bottom of her chin. She was still visibly upset, and didn't tell me a thing.

I woke up from this one feeling anxious. It took me a little bit to get back to sleep.

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I was back at this job thing from the last dream. Someone taught me how to circumvent the sensor system so it wouldn't go off when I went through. I saw an above view again of the area and my car successfully circumventing it; it didn't go off and I really expected it to.

I was then inside of a building, working. I was sitting somewhere that had lots of swivel chairs attached to a desk; it reminds me of something like an air base that you would see in a movie, I guess. I had on a headset and was talking to people that I worked with on it.

Some younger guy with slicked back/still wavy shiny black hair, someone very close to the top of the company and definitely miles over me, said something that I didn't like, and I went off on him. He didn't like that at all. My seat was shot forward on a track to an opening in the blue wall that had a red arrow pointing up to the left side of it. Before the chair could enter the hole, I very quickly jumped to the side to avoid whatever was going to happen to me there. I then realized it was an ejection hole, and I would be catapulted from the building. There was another opening beside it, and I knew it was an escape, so before anyone could figure out what I was doing, I scurried through. I climbed up and to the left.

I then was out, escaped. I was with a few others. If we got caught, I knew we'd be in big trouble.

Then, something about Donald Trump. He was our leader (not President per say but he was the man in charge). He was going into a swimming pool to get something. He entered on a shore-like area. I can't quite remember details, but I saw him super inflated or something. Something had also happened to him because of something I intentionally did, as he hadn't come back in a long time.

We all somehow ended up back outside the "job". We were on green grass in the daytime. The job looked like a small castle or fortress. One of the people I was with, and older woman with short, grey hair, was on a stage and said something into a microphone because she was used to talking through it (she was a performer, a singer or speaker), and too late did she realize her mistake. The door opened and I saw a view of who was there waiting for us: I watched a slow bottom to top shot happen of this man. He resembled an executioner; we was in heavy black armor that had the face mask down. The helmet was embellished with long spikes poking off the forehead. He was holding some sort of big weapon in his right hand. Fuck. We are screwed.

I then knew that Trumpy-Pants was back and he was going to be the one to deal with me. I feel like I was really the only one taken away. Not sure what happened to the others.

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Yikes. Too much anxiety for one night.

My cold is getting worse, so my recall is abyssal. I also jumped out of my skin at five in the morning thanks to the minifrige defrosting and dropping a big block of ice, making a noise that sounded like my upstairs neighbour dropping in the middle of the room Going back to sleep after that was interesting to say the least.

Morning of November 24, 2014. Monday.



I am back at my older sister Marilyn’s house in La Crosse and trying to get her to appear by calling out to her to show herself (having the understanding that she had died yet also still potentially present in certain supraconscious dream realms, perhaps). I am semi-lucid in an atypical way; not in a more coherent sense. In one sense, it is vaguely like some sort of soliloquy-like seance. Over time, my sister does not walk from the other room as I expect her to even though I vaguely sense her presence on the other side of the darkened doorway. I am trying not to project my frustration as there is a growing realization she does not exist anymore, yet at the same time I sense her unwillingness to come out. However, there is no stronger focus on mortality by that point. (I have had very similar dream scenes in the past but usually tulpa-based, not related to real people either living or deceased.)

Eventually, three cats enter the house somehow (possibly through the open front door). One of the cats seems to be one which my family presently has (though had supposedly died in my dream’s back story weeks before). It is Franco, a black and white male cat. The other two cats are more like miniature leopards in one way but still with domestic cat attributes including the body proportions. From here, my dream goes into some distorted scenes where my perception is badly skewed.

I falsely “remember” that these were my sister’s two cats. Somehow (also an in-dream false memory) they died around the same time she did, which is supposedly related to something unexplainable (relative to “mutual deaths” which stems from real-life ideas of the past where a sister’s neighbor died and then their otherwise healthy spouse died shortly thereafter, supposedly out of grief). However, at the same time, there is a highly ambiguous idea that they are still alive (but Franco had been partly made sick by them as well) and had caused sickness in other people (in turn causing their death) by biting or scratching them (again, a false memory as the other people reflected upon other than my sister are still alive). Again, this is directly related to the two “leopard cats” (possible association with leprosy as well as the pet hybrid bobcat attack I experienced in my youth). They are not very aggressive (they seem to be mostly just playful though do attempt to “hunt” based on my body’s movement), but I want to completely avoid contact with them as they are seemingly venomous. I am aware of mild pressure on my body at times but I do not seem to actually be bitten at any point. (This seems partially related to a “struggle” with the bed sheet and an attempt to get my real physical body into a more comfortable position.)

I go to the couch, slowly going back into a semi-lucid state, and am on my knees on the floor at that point, my head near the seat of the couch. However, there is not that much coherence even though my general awareness is slowly sharpening. I then go into an odd state that is quite rare, where I attempt to “spit out” my dream while still in it before I fully wake. It takes about three attempts in making sure my dream’s environment does not “enter” my waking essence (the opposite of healing dreams where I intentionally carry facets of my dream’s energy into waking life). I do not seem to recall reading about this sort of dream experience, other than some supposed healers in real life spitting out the essence of what they supposedly take out of their patients. On another note, this dream setting near the couch is the exact spot of one of the only times in my life I have been ill in this manner in real life (from one of the only times in my life that I drank alcohol).

I was chronically ill, and this girl I like was taking care of me. She and I went to this hugely fancy gala at a big mansion.

I made a VFX shot in which I cloned myself multiple times.

A lady was very sick and needed a back brace. To get her one, a man removed all his ribs and made her one out of them.

This kid had a flamethrower and was walking around with it. Then suddenly he DIDN'T have a flamethrower, and instead he had a can of beans. He set it down on a chair, but it floated about a foot above it. Then I went over and picked up the can and set it back down. This time it floated about five or six feet in the air. I figured the can was resting on the head of some terrifying five-foot-tall monster standing on the chair, and I got irrationally scared. I woke up.

I was at a church on a rainy day. A 12-year-old girl was giving a sermon on an impending stock market crash. My sister didn't like the sermon so she left and went outside and started collecting acorns that had fallen on the ground.

Then I dreamed I texted the girl I like and told her about the dreams I had about her earlier that night. She said she had dreamed about me too.

I took violin lessons from Professor Snape, and one day I forgot to bring my violin. I was mortified!

My mother and sister were baking something, and these two old men were kind of aimlessly wandering around our kitchen. twice, one of them nudged my elbow and said in a hillbilly accent, "Good Lord, boy!". The second time this happened, my mother started giggling uncontrollably.

My mother had a pinched nerve, and she read online about a remedy. She took some dill seed, some Fresca soda and some coconut oil, and combined it all in a glass. If the draught was to be at all effective, she had to drink it as fast as she could. She did. It tasted terrible.

Dream #1

Lucid Dream? - no

Dream Topic - I get a disease that makes my dreams black

Dream plot - When I entered the dream I was in my Living Room with my Mother. She asked me if I had any dreams the past night. I said I didn't remember any. A few minutes later I fell asleep on my couch, when I woke up I asked myself, what did I just dream about? But nothing came to mind accept darkness. After a while I realize that I have a disease that makes my dreams black and nothing else, but I still dream. After I realize that I may never see anything in my dreams again I started to cry. My mother says that I can go to the pharmacy to pick up a pill to help me dream again. I woke up as i'm walking to the pharmacy.

Sleep Pattern:

Timings:
Lights Out - 02:30
Sleep - ~3:30 (?)
1st Recalled Awakening - 8:15
2nd Recalled Awakening - 8:50
3rd Recalled Awakening - 10:30
Last Recalled Awakening - 11:30
Up - 10:40

Modifiers the Day Before:
-DnD.

Modifiers Going to Sleep:
-Still sick...
-Computer and phone...

Modifiers Getting Up:
-Brunch at 10:40

Dreams:
I know I had dreams basically between each awakening, and before it, but I didn't write them down so I don't really recall them.

Sleep Pattern:

Timings:
Lights Out - 02:30
Sleep - ~4:00

No attempts or methods, just trying to fall asleep.

Last Recalled Awakening - 10:10
Up - 10:30

Modifiers the Day Before:

Modifiers Going to Sleep:
-Still sick...
-Computer and phone...

Modifiers Getting Up:
-Brunch at 10:40

Dreams:
No recall at aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll lll.......... Again, need to start doing this when I wake up instead of when I go to bed. Too much time in between. It would also be helpful to take notes in my phone when I awake in the middle of the night so I can keep track of the times and probably remember more dreams.

Sleep Pattern:

Timings:
Time Awake - 12:00-02:30
Lights Out - 02:30
Sleep - ~3:00

No attempts or methods, just trying to fall asleep.

First Recalled Awakening ~ 9:00

Don't fully remember, but I think I woke up. I really need to start writing these posts as I get up instead of getting to sleep...

Next Recalled Awakening - ~11:00
Last Recalled Awakening - ~11:45
Up - 12:00

Modifiers the Day Before:
-DnD.

Modifiers Going to Sleep:
-Still sick...
-Computer and phone...

Modifiers Getting Up:
-Alarm at 12:00

Dreams:
1) Semi-lucid. I am being recruited into an army in a non-our world. I am aware that this is a dream, but still don't question the story and follow along. I packed a bag but forgot clothes, so I go back to get some. In the meantime, I come across my DCs scrambling around backstage, out of character. (I remember the implication of them being out of the roles they were supposed to, as I apologized to them for messing up the routine).

-Time Skip-

A girl from my high school is next to me in a movie theater, and I put my arm around her. She seems surprised, though not unhappy. Still semi-lucid.

2) Driving down a highway I have never been down before, having a bit of trouble making all the lane changes and turns, realize it is a dream. Pull the wheel up and the car flies vertically.