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I am in my old house from when I was a child. I am with my husband and his brother ((who died a few years ago)), there are about 3 other blokes with us aswell. I dreamt that one of my husbands brothers had recently died but spirits were good again with everyone, we were just having a laugh etc.. We were all playing a game in the front room, my husbands brother had a towell to his mouth while we were playing, I remember looking at him and thinking "Jesus, he's bleeding", we finished the game and while my hubby went and sat in the front room I went upstairs. I got to the landing and went into the bathroom, I got to the sink and I could see blood, there was bloody tissue, bloody cottonwool balls and the bloody towell, there was also blood all over the sink. I began to panick and knew it was off my husbands brother. I walked out of the bathroom and I saw my husbands brother lying on the landing, I knelt down by him and knew he was dying, part of his tongue was next to him on the floor. I leaned forward a little and looked at his mouth..the inside of his mouth had been sewn up, cotton went through the sides of his mouth and through his tongue. I tugged on the cotton trying to get it out but the cotton also went down his throat and was well and truly stuck. I realised there was nothing I could do then I looked at my hubby's brother and realised he had died. I really didn't want to tell my hubby that his brother had died on this night because he hadn't long lost his other brother. I walk downstairs, I'm still holding the blood stained towell etc. in my hand, I walk into the kitchen and my hubby says "where's mi brother, have you seen him?" I get all upset because I don't want to tell him. I put all the rubbish etc in the bin then walk into the front room, I take a seat next to my hubby and I just look at him. I have tears in my eyes and i'm so choked up that I can't speak. My hubby looks at me and his face just drops, he then says "NO, please no", I then break down in tears and so does my hubby. ((dream skip)) I see my husbands dead brothers ((they are both dead in RL)) They have their arms around each other and they are singing, they say "this is for K, we know he likes it" They sing "stand-by-me" they sing the whole song and tell me they are ok now and back to how they used to be, they also say they know my hubby is doing ok and I can actually feel how much they love him. They said they sang the whole song so that i would remember it when I wake up. There was a 3rd brother but kev has only got 2 brothers that died, I argued with this 3rd bloke that he wasn't my hubbys brother but he argued back with me, he is very stubborn and adamant just like my hubby lol. We ended up laughing and I said "ok, ok you win!" He smiled and then my hubby's brother "D" said "It's all true you know and make sure you remind "K" of the song. I then wake-up for real with the song "stand-by-me" in my head and then it blagged me for about an hour or so afterwards lol.

Did the whole Song from the 'Mr Skinny Show' from the film 'Necromentia' as Mr.Skinny this can be seen on youtube but I wouldn't recommend it to those of a nervous disposition/under 18 blah blah.
This dream ROCKED!

19.06.2011

Lucid 5 (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It was night-time, I'm in my room staring out the window, I felt something come up from behind me. I phased through the window/wall and then landed outside in my backyard, facing my bedroom window. I wasn't wearing shoes, I could feel the grass under my feet. The window was bigger than normal. I started to lose clarity and stated rubbing my hands but everything was still going blurry. Oh right- I looked at my hands while running them, then dream began stabilising again.
I flew up over the roof and phased down from it, back into my room. I was sloowly losing clarity. I wanted to ground my senses, and having read Hyu's dream journals, I materialised an ipod from my pockets and put my headphones on. I said out loud "play". It started playing some Senses Fail.
I teleported into my kitchen and grabber a pear out of a box, I didn't even reach fully into the box. Taking a bite of the pear, it was sweet. I started walking back towards the bathroom and expected my dg to be there. It didn't work. I closed and reopened the door, attempting to make my DG appear again. Nada.
I walked back into my room and noticed that my ipod had stopped playing. I lightly layed a finger on it and said "Beast" (an artist). Music started playing, but it wasn't BEAST (maybe it's cause i've only recently started listening to their songs). My girlfriend called and I lost alot of lucidity. She asked me about my day of school.
"What?"
"How was your day at school?"
"I wasn't at school.."
Then I was somehow talking to my friend John about a new Eminem song and how it felt like it related to his father.
I looked up at my stereo system, but in it's place was a fanXvending machine.
I thought "Why don't I put some water in there.."

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I sat in a restaurant, kind of like a huge "bar & grille" style restaurant. I sat at a booth table with a dark wood backing. There was a thin column that ran on the aisle side of the booth, to the left. To my right was a dark wood wall.

A Japanese business man sat to my left, and another Japanese business man sat across the table from me. Both the men were asleep, with their heads laid down in their arms on the table. A woman stood near us. She may also have been Japanese. She was either a business woman or a waitress.

The Chiaki Naomi song "Yoru he sogu" started playing. I could barely hear it -- it was like it was playing in another room of this huge restaurant, and barely audible from my position. I strained to hear it. I was really excited that such a cool but obscure song was playing in a restaurant like this.

I may or may not have tried to wake the men up so they could hear this song. But now the men started waking up slowly.

Date: 05-12-11
Length: 2 Minutes
Vividness: 4/10

I was sitting with my friend Cheryl in some kind of Grocery Store.
I went to go get a box of cereal.
I picked up a box of Chocolate Wheat Thins and started singing a song that went
"Boxside Hero, darkside hero, boxside hero".
It kept repeating over and over while I was walking through the aisles.

-frenchblablabla

09.05.2011

More Fire song (L-DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a FA in my room. I found funny that my L-DEILD technique failed, as it was fail-proof... I decided to write down my dreams, so I went to the kitchen table and opened the microwave for light... but it never opened.

I looked around and my vision was very blurry, found it out but I thought I might be tired. My wife woke up and said what I was doing up in the middle of the night. I told her the Microwave was not working, that I might been dreaming. She told me to stop talking junk and to go back to bed, that the microwave always worked bad (it does on my dreams, lol) I told her that I did not feel awake. I jumped a couple times but did not levitate. My wife got mad at me and started to talk out loud. I showed her my hand and told me, "So, having four tiny fingers is normal for you?" She said, "Yes" and kept complaining I just crushed the door and left flying while my wife was arguing.

It was day now and I decided to fly at high speed. I was about to look for Dreamer when I reached a big home where I met with my brother. I told my brother to compose a song about fire for me, to make my song longer.

My brother said he needed inspiration. I invited him to do pyrokinesis. His hands started to release smoke, but never fire. However, he said:

- Oh fiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeee,
you destroy treeeeeeeeeeeeees,
make them fall
crash some trains
carrying teeeeeeeeees!

My brother said he needed a fire costume. He said he needed to go home to look for one. I touched him hoping his outfit would change, without success. He insisted in leaving. I told him that he was not my real brother as we were not sharing a dream. If he left, he would vanish. He left so I decided to fly away and look for Dreamer when I woke up.

09.05.2011

Composing a song I (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was driving my car and going to the mall with my wife. It was night, very late, but for some reason the mall was open and full of cars. The cars were driving recklessly and it was hard to park, there were little to no parking spots left.

I parked in a place but I was not well parked, so I decided to park in other spot. I parked in reverse gear so it would be faster to get out when I was back. However, I noticed that after parking, I was parked in drive... I told my wife and she said it was OK. I told her no way, I was parked in reverse. I pointed at the gears and said, "See... it is on reverse!" When I noticed it was on Drive...

I told her I was dreaming, that this was making no sense at all. My wife started complained and got mad at me. She started arguing that I was wasting valuable time. I started to fly and left my "wife" speaking and shouting in the middle of the now empty parking lot.

I took a flight but realized my dream was stable and clear enough. While I was flying I started to recall that I needed to do something that was requested over Dreamviews... I took me a while to remember, until I remembered Rman told me to compose something in a dream. I found it funny because I am not into music at all, and neither into poetry.

I chanted the following:

- Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeee eeeeeee, oh fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
- oh fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, of fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
- great fire, that burns it all
- like the phoenix..... I rose....... from fiiiiiireeeeeeee"

I decided it was good signing and enough. I decided to look for Amity. I got to a big lot with signs. It was day now and I could see on a sign, "This is Amity: We are astrally connected, we always have been. I influence and change my dream world, so you do on mine"

I flew for a while more until my dream started to vanish, so I decided to L-DEILD

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out with a group of people, possibly at the edge of a building like a school building. There were shrubs, possibly euonymous, just behind a short fence. I, and maybe some of the other people, may have been trimming these shrubs. But this was also like some test, like some kind of paper test that was being taken indoors.

Something happened with time. As I was walking past the shrubs, which were like a classroom, I realized I had forgotten about a class, and that I had been counted as absent. I thought, Well, now it'll just snowball down from here, and I'll start missing all kinds of classes.

I walked past a young woman, maybe college age or a little older, who was the leader of this group of people out trimming the shrubs. We may have spoken for a moment. I then saw a few other women as I walked along. Two of the women were girlfriends. They both wore jeans and dark blue hoodies. One of the girls looked boyish and had short hair and pale skin.

At some point I had decided that I was going to quit this work, which was now something like a volunteer position. I was in something like a dorm room. All the curtains were pulled down. I was either getting into or out of a pair of khaki work slacks for the office. I worried that the woman in charge of the project would be disappointed in me for quitting.

Dream #2

I was in a dorm room that was full of stuff like manga books and anime DVDs. There was a TV somewhere, and I was trying to watch some kind of hentai anime. But there was something wrong somewhere in my dorm room. I couldn't quite pinpoint it, but it sounded like a problem with the water. It was really distracting.

I was about to walk out of the dorm room. But as I opened the door to the hallway, I saw two young men, both kind of tall and fat, one Asian. I tried to close my door really quickly, because I didn't want the boys to see me or know that I had been trying to watch a porn anime. But one of the boys saw me and greeted me cheerfully.

Somehow the boys came to understand my problem. Apparently I had come outside to find out where the water problem was coming from. The Asian boy, who I actually didn't know, knew exactly what to do. We went to the dorm next door from me, which was unoccupied. There was a toilet in the dorm. The Asian boy jiggled the handle and the water noise stopped.

As I was walking out of the empty dorm room, leaving the boys in the room, I thanked the Asian boy. He explained something to me, as if he were experienced with noise or plumbing.

Dream #3

I had come back to "my psychatrist's office," which was a lot bigger and messier than IWL. I had apparently not been able to fill out some kind of form before, because I couldn't remember the words to a Japanese pop song.

When I'd first come back to the office, it had been empty. But then my psychiatrist was there. I was really proud of myself as I told her I remembered the words again. I tried to fill out the form, while standing before a table that was full of clutter. But some other woman kept edging under me, trying to get to some waste basket under the desk so she could clean it out.

I eventually let the woman through and apologized. She said something nice. The room now was more like a psychiatrist's office. It had a couch and a chair, and it felt very calm. But it was still really big.

I sat down with my brother and sister on the couch. My psychiatrist asked, "So you can remember the words to the song now?"

I said yes and tried to start singing. But I was already forgetting the words. I was now on the opposite side of the room from the couch, which seemed so far away. My brother and sister were gettin bored with hearing me try to sing. They got up and left.

I was eventually sitting either very close to or on the arm of my psychiatrist's chair. I was still trying to sing the song, only haltingly getting through bits of lyrics. Something about iit may have had the "aeru no ii na" lyrics from L'arc en Ciel's "My Heart Draws a Dream."

Two friends are talking. One of them is fat and has long, curly black hair. He is depressed because he is 40 years old and single. He looks to be about 30. His friend is very good looking. He has shoulder length brown hair.

A girl gets off the bus. She has brown hair, is about 25 years old and is very pretty. She has just arrived to the city. She starts singing a song called Any Other Guy. It's about how she always falls for the same kind of guy and they always hurt her. Now after a particularly bad break up she wants to make a new start. While she sings about the kind of guys she usually dates she looks around and guys like that are all she can see. She looks towards the two friends and sees the good looking one flirting with two girls. The fat one is kind of blurry and has turned his head away. She sings about how she wishes she'd fall for some other kind of guy. I know that in the end of the song the fat guy will turn around, see the girl and it will be love at first sight, but I wake up before that happens.

17.02.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a bar and heard someone talking about how bad computers were and said that he hated technology. When I exited the bar I said that technology was important or something.

I was in my university and the electromagnetism teacher begun to give us the test results, but unlike in a previous dream fragment this time he seemed happier when he finally got to me (up until that point only J had passed). He told me that I had some things out of order, especially an exercise that was about remembering a song, but that I had answered mostly everything right.

He played the song (I think it might have been a real one) and he skipped forward to a part that went "la la la". He was rewinding it but I still heard it with quite a bit of quality, only faster. He skipped this part because he thought that it didn't contain any important message. The song was also kind of visual because some words had colour. We then argued about the colour yellow being bad for memory consolidation (¿?)

After that he showed us a video about something (don't remember) and when we discussed the video he said that the use of yellow represented "memory ______". I pointed out that it then turned green and he laughed and told us that if the makers of the video hadn't studied _______ they probably wouldn't have studied _______. Then we joked that the video might be useful for telling our parents what electromagnetism is about.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a long line, probably all of young men, in a cafeteria or gymnasium that had been set up like a cafeteria. The cafeteria was crowded and busy. Everything had a bluish tinge to it. The line kind of snaked around in a square. It was moving slowly but steadily.

As I was working my way through the line, around one corner, I could see a group of girls sitting at the end of a long table. The girls looked like the girls from Girls Generation. They were also famous singers. I could see them only a little bit through the spaces between the people in front of me.

The girls started singing a little song/chant involving my name. It seemed like they were half-teasing me and half-flirting with me through the song. I knew that the girls were my friends. In fact, I had been sitting with them before I'd gotten in line.

I was now moving forward to where the girls could see me plainly. The line was still moving. I thought that as I passed the girls I would wave or do something like that to acknowledge them quickly without stopping and blocking up the line.

But when I was in full view of the girls, one of them told me to stop right where I was and stand still so she could take pictures of me. I stopped. But I was afraid of the guys behind me. They were tall and they seemed really mean. And it seemed like the instant I'd stopped walking, the guys had started to get impatient with me.

I was trying to think up a couple quick poses to give for the camera. But I could only think up feminine poses. I also felt shaky, because I was afraid of the guys behind me, who were getting very impatient. But I was trying to act unconcerned, innocently oblivious to the guys' anger. This somehow seemed feminine to me as well.

Good morning, everybody. I recall three dreams from "last night" -- although these dreams all come from about the last hour that I was in bed.

Dream #1

I was in "my house," which was a two-floor house. I was in a bedroom on the second floor of the house. The curtains were pulled back. Outside, the sky looked grey and cold.

I may have just moved into this house. I was kind of surprised that I had so much space. I'd never had this much space in my life. Still, the place wasn't huge. It was two floors, but it was rather narrow.

Nevertheless, as I walked down the stairs to the first floor, I thought that people would see a guy like me living in a place like this, and, getting jealous, they'd try to break into my place.

I tried to think of what I could do to prevent a break-in. I thought I would never use anything I owned while sitting near a window on the second floor. That way nobody would ever see that I actually owned anything.

I thought that the only thing I would do on the first floor would be to watch TV, even though I thought that would be dangerous, too. But I figured that everybody owned a TV. So why would anybody want mine, too?

I considered what I would watch on TV. I wondered if I had cable TV. I hadn't owned a TV in quite some tiime. Maybe everybody got cable TV nowadays. Or maybe, I thought, this place was like a hotel. And all hotels had cable TV. I may have considered watching some porn.

Dream #2

I was in a living room of an apartment with a group of friends, none of whom I recognize. The friends were all young, pretty cool. The living room was a little dim, as if it were lit only from a light in the hallway, around a corner.

I sat on the floor before a coffee table that was set against the wall. A stereo stood on the coffee table. Cluttered before the stereo were huge binders full of lists of karaoke songs.

I had one book open and was flipping through the pages, trying to find a particular song. But the book was full of pictures instead of titles. Each page may have had two or three CD-sized pictures on each side. One picture I remember of a person (man?) standing over a dark landscape under a purple sky.

There were so few pictures per page and so few pages in this book, that I thought the chances were slim of my song being in this book. And I couldn't figure out how the songs were arranged: not in alphabetical order, but in some kind of picture order -- if they were, in fact, in any order at all.

I concluded that my song wasn't in this particular book. Somebody may have taken the book from me. I shuffled through some of the other books. I may now not even have been able to remember what song I wanted to sing.

The covers of the binders were all really awesome. They had all kinds of flaming designs of people,guitars, and monsters. Each binder held song lists for a specific genre of music, and the picture on the front represented the genre. Sometimes the picture actually had the name of the genre written above it in fancy lettering.

I finally chose a certain binder, figuring this was the genre of music I wanted to sing, so that the song I'd been looking for all along would probably be in this binder.

Dream #3

I was at "my house," an apartment on the upper floor of a big building. The apartment probably had a living room and two or three bedrooms.

The apartment was busy with a few other people, probably all older than me, some of them somewhat older. There weren't a lot of people in the apartment, but the craziness of their actions made it feel like the place was stuffed with people. The living room was bright, frenetic, and totally messy.

The apartment was all mine, but the people who were here right now were trying to move in and stay here. For some reason, I really wasn't doing much about it.

Just off from the living room was a small, bright hallway. At the end of the hallway was a little niche, in which was set a white, wood chest of drawers. The chest was a little more than a meter tall, and maybe 2/3 of a meter wide.

Some old, short, fat, white man with a balding head, scraggly, grey hair, and a loose, stubbly face, had one of the drawers open and was crowding me away from it. I was fighting the man, trying to get him out of my stuff. This was my chest, and the man had no right messing around with it.

But the man kept shoving me off. He was pouring stuff into the top drawer from out of a garbage bag. The old man himself may have been wearing a weird outfit that looked like a mix between a potato sack, long underwear, a mattress, and a garbage bag.

I looked into the drawer. It looked like there were a bunch of small, empty,glass vials inside. It looked like vials that had once held drugs. I got really mad. Was this guy pouring garbage bags full of drugs and drug paraphernalia all over my house?

8/20/10

Last night had this dream..real brief.

I am going through train stations.. they were above ground and I was walking across the tracks to get to the nearest station.
Other people are there too and they were doing the same thing. I look behind me and see this huge creature from a distance.. it was white and brown.. resembled a gigantic turkey but it was some sort of creature/dinosaur.. really couldn't make out what it was but it was destroying things and people. This creature is blowing fire and every time it got close I would climb down to an underground station and wait till this beast scream and destroy people and things.
I kept moving forward through train stations. I find what looks like my father's ex wife but don't make any notion that I know her or recognize her. I am standing in front of a toll booth in one of the train stations purchasing pills.. they came in clear tubes. It said "Advil" and I had told the woman who looked like my dad's ex wife that I wanted to play a song so I begin to sing.. a bit of it .. :" I'll be dreaming of you tonight.." I was singing it to make sure she gave me the right song.. so she gives me it in form of a pill.. the "advil" pill falls and I can see this creature on it's way. I climb back into the underground track with this song pill in my ear playing loudly.. the song is by Selena Perez