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02.18.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1:

I was inside a lab in college. Apparently, someone had to finger me to get my feces and put it on what seemed like a Petri Dish.



I was a little scared, and wanted to lube it up a little before they stuck my fingers up my ass.

Then the dream skips a little bit I think, and I'm holding a Petri Dish that seems to have green liquid inside of it. I think I had to drink it, but I didn't know if it was my own feces or green tea, it was steaming a little bit I believe.

And then I drink it.

Dream 2: Rejection

I was asking a person if they would like me to do a drawing of them (I don't know why I asked them, they didn't look they would be worth my time drawing them), and they said No. For some reason, I felt kind of bad that they didn't want me to draw them. I think I cursed at them too for some odd reason...

Some person tells me to not worry about it too much, but I couldn't remember who. I think I even posted on Facebook requesting that I'll draw anyone who PMs me or whatever first, then someone tells me "who cares?"



And one of their friends tells "I know right?" I stalk his profile, and see he's wearing some black tuxedo suit or whatever with a back hat. It looked like a top hat, but I'm not too sure.

Dream 3: Hot & slutty Girl

I was walking with some girl, but I didn't remember her facial features, I just knew she was hot. I think we were sitting by the stairs somewhere, and we went on talking about something. I think there were like two random DCs with us.

Eventually, the girl asks them if me and her can have alone time. They were confused I think, and she told them, "You know what I mean..." And she showed her vagina to them, but I don't think that helped at all for them to leave.



In fact, one DC basically says wants some of the action when I'm done with her.

I don't know if I was the person in the dream with the girl who wanted alone time with me, but I grabbed her arm and carried her somewhere away from the other DCs.

Too bad I didn't have sex with her...

Dream 4: Cheapskate DC

This is more of a dream fragment, but whatever....

I was outside talking to some DC, I think I wanted more soda, but he said I had to pay for a refill.

I ask him, "How much?"

He replies, "$10.00" I then replied saying how that was too much for a bloody refill, and asked him it shouldn't be too hard to get more soda because he can just use a mix and add water to the vending machine.



Then I told him some random scenario that if I had more water, but there was too much sand, and some random crap I can't remember much on.

Inside a massive, luxurious hotel. After leaving someone's room on another floor, I make for the elevator to get to the lobby. I notice a stout, muscular man walk behind me and out through swinging double doors. He's taking the stairs. I decided to do the same. They are very wide and carpeted. By the time I make it to the stairway, he's already a set down.

After going down a level, I notice he's turned around! I quietly also turn around and escape out the door to the sixth floor instead of the seventh (where I started). I run around to the second set of staircases and start running down them, when I hear the door open and see him come after me!

Apparently there had been a rule applied at this after-wedding hotel that people tending to use staircases were Dothraki... which somehow implied they wanted to kill me! Though I did call him a Tagaryen, instead.

The dream continued with me running for my life between the sixth and seven floor, basically, until one time, after running back up to the 7th floor via the second staircase, I waited by the door (which had glass slots) to see if my enemy was after me. When he made it around the corner, muscles like slow-motion jello, coming after me, I ran up to the door... and locked it, ending the chase. Ha ha ha.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm walking around on the ground floor of a large, three-story shopping mall. The interior is a very bright, airy space, with white walls and a glass ceiling through which the sun shines. While I'm walking along, the realization suddenly hits me: This is a dream! I'm so shocked that the scene around me immediately starts to become less clear, filling up with gray pixels that multiply quickly [they look a lot like static on an analog TV], just like it always does when my dreams start to destabilize. Oh, dammit! I think. I immediately drop to my hands and knees on the tile floor, focusing on touching the floor and on staying focused on the scene around me, and thinking reassuring thoughts to myself: It's okay. It's okay. In 30 seconds or so, the scene is clear and stable again. I get up and start walking again, exploring the place I'm in.

As I look around me, I look up at the ceiling, three stories above me, to see winter greenery with ornaments on it and big, shiny bells in red, gold, and green lined up in a recessed space just below the edge of the ceiling. “They haven't even taken down all their Christmas decorations yet,” I remark. I find that I've come upon the entrance to a vacant department store, currently being used as a storage space for the Christmas decorations that have been taken down. Among other things, there is a large, haphazard pile of blue and white styrofoam wreaths. There's no gate or other barrier to entry across the entrance to the store, so I spontaneously decide to jump into the pile of wreaths as if they were dry leaves. It's fun! Some of them break, and I just say, “It's my dream world, and I'll destroy the wreaths if I want to.”

When I get up, I wonder what's on the floor above me, and I decide to explore it. I look to the side and see that there's a side entrance to the department store, and there's a flight of stairs outside that entrance, which I can see through the window. I could take them, but it would be quicker, easier, and cooler to just levitate myself through the ceiling above me, so I decide to do that. I close my eyes and, with an act of will, start rising upward.

[Note: I don't really remember where in the sequence the following two paragraphs went, but I'm sure I was lucid, so I put them here.]

Now I'm in a big, industrial-looking building complex with multiple floors, walkways, and sets of stairs running through the vast interior space. It's dark inside; all the walls and floors are black or dark gray, and there aren't very many lights. This area is [somehow] part of the Star Wars galaxy. As I wander around here, I can hear a dialogue between a post-redemption Darth Vader [he's still speaking in the James Earl Jones voice, though] and some other random character. The other character addresses Vader as “Rash,” apparently using it as a first name. Vader, offended by this, replies: “Rash?! I may have acted rashly, but my name is Anakin.” I smile.

[Somewhere in here,] I meet and interact with another young woman about my age. She leads me on a walk through the area, talking to me. Our walk ends at a spot overlooking a view of a natural, green valley. Then, she says something like, “Instead of waiting around for them to break your heart, like I did, go out and grab hold of what you want.” I wonder if this is my best self giving me advice.

When I open my eyes again after a scene transition [which I'm pretty sure I remember being the levitation one mentioned above, but again, I don't remember in what order the above two scenes happened], I'm standing on the second floor of a building, overlooking a very beautiful view. There is a clear, sparkling swimming pool in front of me, but it's big enough to be a small lake and wraps around three sides of a tall, stucco community clubhouse building with a red tile roof. The pool is in a park, surrounded by green grass and trees. Off to the left is a street, on the other side of which are houses that match the style of the clubhouse. The scene is so beautiful that I exclaim, “Man, I wish I could take pictures!” ...So I could post them on DreamViews to show everyone! is the thought behind that remark.

I decide to go swimming. The tower I'm in has exterior stairs on the side facing the pool. I start going down the stairs. As I do, I pass a window and look at my reflection in it. I'm pleased to see that I'm already wearing a swimsuit, a fact which I attribute to my decision to go swimming. My face looks completely normal. I try smiling, but my reflection stays the same for a moment, then returns a crooked smile, using only one side of its mouth. 'Cause it's a dream mirror, not a real one, I think. It doesn't work like a real one would.

I walk to the side of the pool and jump right into the deep water [something I don't usually do in real life, because I suck at swimming]. It feels wet. I swim around on the surface of the water much more easily than in real life, enjoying the experience. Several times, I lower my head so that my nose is under the water and enjoy the fact that I can still breathe normally. I want to swim completely underwater and open my eyes, but I don't, because I have the very realistic sensation of having water in my right eye, forcing me to keep it closed.

Other people are swimming in the pool. We hang out and talk a little. After a while, I get out and keep exploring the park I'm in.

In another area of the park, there are a series of big pieces of plastic playground equipment, white with pastel accents, with a miniature golf course built around and through them. I start climbing the largest one, using the metal handles and small platforms built into the structure to climb. This climbing route goes up toward the main body of the play structure in an arc, and each foothold is only supported by a single column or bar, so it looks like there's mostly open space below you, and you can see exactly how far you are off the ground. I'm not afraid at all, though, because I know it's a dream and I can't get hurt.

Just as I reach the main body of the play structure, the memory of the current Task of the Month suddenly hits me: set off fireworks in a crowded place and record how the people there reacted. I recall how other DV members have done it. I slide down the slide that's in front of me, determined to complete the task.

Not far from the play equipment, some people are beginning to gather at some tables for a picnic. I start trying to obtain a firecracker [because that's what several other DV members used]. I reach behind my back and try to make one appear there, but it doesn't work. I try looking around corners in the scene and expecting one to be there, but that doesn't work either. I really suck at summoning things, I think. Then I think of another approach: find an existing object and transform it.

On the ground, under a tree a few yards from the picnic area, I find the pointy half of a broken-in-half yellow pencil. I pick it up and sandwich it between my two cupped hands, focusing my will on it and willing it to turn into a firecracker. When I open my hands, it has swollen up and gotten round and puffy in the middle.

All the picnic tables are now full of people, and I see that some of them have their marching band instruments with them, which makes me realize that they're a marching band. I see at least one trombone in the group. I stand a couple of yards back from one of the tables and throw my pencil at the group of people. It hits the center of the table and explodes with a loud crack. No one takes any particular notice [at least, not that I can recall]. When I retrieve the pencil, the lead has shot out of the tip and gone limp, like a piece of spaghetti. I decide to continue in my search for a firecracker.

I end up walking through the halls of a dusty building that resembles my section of the university library where I used to work. I continue trying to summon a firecracker or firework by expecting one to be there when I look around a corner or into a room, but it still doesn't work. In one storage room full of random stuff, I hear a hissing sound that I think is the sound of a firework fuse burning at first, but then I realize it's the sound of the small air blower on a strange, old machine that is running in the middle of the floor. I continue searching this room for a firework, but I woke up in the middle of my search.

DJ Log: January 7, 2012 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking up a concrete and steel stairway, looking for a door that leads outside. The stairs are grooved concrete with a steel edge. The railing is a rusty orange steel pipe and the walls are concrete block. There is a small dim light at each switchback.

I get all the way to the top and find that there are no doors at any of the landings. I turn around and walk back down and find that there is only one door at the bottom of the stairway. Realizing that I am getting nowhere, I open the door and walk out.

I spent this entire dream trying to get to the beach. D and d were there and d was saying something slick about me. I was overly mad and just fed up with it. I walked off and continued down this black and orange room. I was at the top floor and someone was following me down a spiral metal staircase. To get to the bottom more efficiently I jumped down the whole thing.

There was a few rows of tables and chairs set up like a cafe that I had to walk around in order to go outside and I was jumping from chair to chair. The girl behind me did want me doing that bit I kept on. When I was about ten feet away from the exit the room began to flood with people who I recognized as seniors from my highschool days. Everyone was scrambling for chairs and I just wanted out. The people who got to the booths first would hold out their arms and block off everything for their friends who were coming later. I had no time for this and it was getting dark. I was about five feet from the door and someone grabbed me by my shirt and held on till the dream ended. I never made it to the beach because some stupid dc thought I was trying to get a table at a place I didn't care for.

Last night didn't produce anything special dreamwise again. I remembered some fragments, but not enough to merit a proper entry here. So instead we are going to delve into another "classic".

Jakro "Classics" II: Weird Mansion and It's Angry Owner
Date: January 9th, 2009
Lucid: No

I was keeping a fire in the fireplace, but for some reason I somehow removed the burning contents of the fireplace and took them with me outside, next to the shed where we keep our firewood. It was winter and I took the fading fire and placed it onto the snow. Like I said I have no idea how I transported the fire from within the fireplace to outside, nor I know why I did it. The fire wasn't burning very brightly, so I poked the wood a bit to make more space for it to take air - it worked as some old wooden door that was beneath the fire burst into flames like I'd poured gas in it.

This was the time when I realized that it probably isn't the smartest thing to burn wood next to the shed. If it would have caught fire, that would have been catastrophic. The fire did indeed spread to the wood that was inside the shed. I panicked a bit but managed to put down the fire. The fire was out, but I was still nervous in case there was some smoldering.

I switched back inside the house all the sudden. There was my brother and some random buddies of him. I felt like I knew them, even though afterwards I had no idea who they were. My brother gave me his phone, so that I could call our sister to watch the shed in case there's still something smoldering.

For some reason I called my brother's number, which is odd considering I was using his phone! Funny enough, some unknown dude actually answered the phone. There is no mention of the contents of the call, so I take it I didn't move forward much in that discussion. I forgot about the shed as there was a bigger problem.

The group - me, brother and the other guys - weren't in our house at all. It was some kind of strange mansion, and we were lost there. We didn't know how we had ended up there, but we wanted to get away. We were in some kind of dining hall. There were stairs up, but they were collapsed on the upper end. The upper level wasn't that high anyway. On that upper level there were stairs even further upwards. Couple of the other guys planned to get to that upper level by climbing the stairs to as high as they go and then jumping to the upper platform. It was feasible, as the platform was just about within jumping range.

I took the lead and was first to try the jump. I managed to grab onto the edge edge of the platform with my arms, but then the platform collapsed under my weight. The fall wasn't long and I didn't hurt myself, but the other guys were a bit pissed about the fact that there was no way upwards anymore.

In fact, the others succumbed into despair. They talked pure crazy-talk that we are going to starve there as we were stuck. WTF? We were in a mansion, and in a dining hall no less. You'd think there were some food nearby, even more importantly, you'd think someone actually lives there! I wasn't really concerned about starving to death.

I rallied the rest of the bunch and we started to search for a alternative routes away from there. In some room to the side of dining hall we met a little girl. I asked whether there was any other way out except that broken stairway. The girl then asked us to come with her. She took us to a balcony that was high on the house's side, but it had a stairway going down! We had managed to get out.

Not so fast. We were just about to go to the balcony when we bumped into the owner of the mansion. Instantly I was afraid of him - he just seemed to emit this vibe of pure hateful energy. Like he was about to snap at any moment. The worse thing was that he was actually carrying a rifle when he came to us. It was some old-fashioned rifle that was probably at least a couple hundred years old. I remember the gun in vivid detail - it was beautifully decorated throughout, both it's metal and wooden parts. It must have been expensive.

I don't remember exactly what the guy said, but his message was basically this: "I'm glad you are coming out, otherwise I would have had to kill you." Jesus Christ. This guy is a madman, but I figured that out at first sighting.

We were leaving. Somehow I knew that my dad was on his way to come to pick me up from there. I tried to spark up some conversation with the guy in the meantime, just to keep his occupied so that he doesn't get any ideas about torturing and murdering us. He seemed like a that kind of guy. I was about to compliment him about his nice gun, but I never get to that, as he pulled out a dull and bent butterknife.

Yeah. This was the kind of guy that was even more scary when wielding a dull and bent butterknife. He could fuck me up with that. I had no doubts in my mind of that. I tried to defuse the situation by saying assertively "Do not point that butterknife at me!", but instead that actually blew out the situation. Wrong move.

The guy went absolutely nuts. He started shouting that I won't tell him what he can or can't do. I was terrified. "This is it, my life's going to end. Fucked up with a butterknife by some madman."

Finally he snapped fully and started coming towards me. I tried to survive by starting to run away. I ran the stairs down with the guy chasing me down.

Lucky for me, just as I was on the ground level, my dad's car emerged from the road. He stopped his car some way from me and I ran to get on board. I was barely in when I screamed at my dad to step on it. I guess he saw the guy that was coming after me as he quickly obliged.

But I couldn't get the door closed as the lunatic managed to just cut in. Car was already moving and he had to run along to keep up. The madman and I struggled a bit at the door before we finally managed to shrug him off.

Some way away my it was my dad's turn to snap. I was explaining what happened and my dad got so angry, that he made an U-turn and started accelerating back towards the madman's mansion. I presumed that he was going to try to run over the madman. Wow, I didn't know my dad could get so upset over something that he would cold-bloodedly try to kill someone - even if the madman totally deserves it.

Anyway, I was still scared to death. I managed to convince my dad to turn back away as I told him, that the lunatic had a rifle. It was lucky that my dad listened to me.

We drove away from the mansion and had succeeded to escape. My brother and the rest of the crew were forgotten by now, like they never even existed. I guess the managed themselves. Nonetheless this was an uncharacteristically happy ending for a nightmare.

Sleep Time: 1:00 a.m - 11:00 a.m

I'm a bridesmaid at a wedding reception. We are all toasting each other and sampling these tiny little cakes. I remember they tasted really, really good! Suddenly I realize that I don't know any of these people and so I must be dreaming. I don't do a reality check because I just know that this is a dream. The first thing I want to do is stabilize the dream so I yell "CLARITY NOW". Instantly everything becomes so clear and bright. I can feel myself starting to lose myself in the dream so I decide to do a reality check afterall. I first try to push my index finger through my palm but this fails so I plug my nose and find that I can still breathe through it.

Now I decide that I want to try flying. I go up a flight of stairs inside this house. The house looks similar to my own but it's different somehow. When I get to the second floor, I enter a room and see a glassless window. I decide to jump out of this window in order to try to fly. As I begin to jump, I feel like it's not going to work. Sure enough, I crash into the ground..This is where I lose lucidity.

Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in a big, fancy hotel. Some guy starts chasing me through the hotel. I try to get away from him by running up the stairs, further into the hotel. I discover that each floor of the hotel is really split into two sub-levels, with two short, parallel sets of stairs connecting the two sub-levels. There are completely separate, longer sets of stairs connecting the different levels. I realize that one can run all the way around each sub-level in a loop by going up and down the stairs. [ ] At some point while I'm running away, some other guy diverts me into an area off to the side from where I'm running, behind a door, and closes the door. This other guy is helping me hide from/escape from the first guy.

[I know exactly what this was all about. I'm pretty sure this dream was an expression of my anxiety over the fact that I haven't gotten my NaNoWriMo novel anywhere near finished.]

Took a much needed nap late this morning and had this weird dream...

I was sitting in a house that was built on a side of a mountain.. the door that was on the left was open and there was a long set of stone stairs... guess it was for people to enter through the area. The house had these big windows and no curtains. I am sitting there on a cream colored couch and trying to watch was on this old fashion t.v.. had the antennae and everything.

This old man walks in telling me I was living in the middle of a portal as he is talking I am pretty much not paying attention and I see this weird figure coming down the steps outside.. as it came closer it was an Alien and I began to freak out.. there were children in the house and I was trying to grab their attention so they wouldn't get scared at seeing this figure..

It was tall skinny.. the typical grey/green alien the usual depiction of what some consider an alien to look like.. so this creature walks pass the house and towards the far left and I see this mountain with deep oval like holes on the sides of them.. strange to see a rock mountain with such design and this alien went to the 2nd last hole and disappeared..

This man is still talking and I cut him off.. he is wearing a long red robe.. out of no where I have a picture of the mountain in my hands and he points telling me those are different dimensions within the holes.. and the way one can only enter is if they have been through other planets.. as he starts talking which I couldn't make out the rest .. this big headed grey/green alien is coming down the steps again..

Odd

The man tells me to be careful because this alien is able to grab someone to bring into one of the holes.. I am getting nervous freaking out.. and the alien is starting to stare into the house..

The guy starts talking about a flying dragon trapped in the space between our sky and the earth's ozone layer.. how this dragon never lands and travels around none stop.. but how it can swoop down picking up living things..

Next I find myself climbing through one of the holes and looking back at the house on the hill...

Weird.

My dreams starts out with me standing on a rocky cliff overlooking the ocean. It's nighttime and the moon is out, reflecting it's light on the water. My dog Milo is with me. As I look out over the water, I see the bright lights of what looks like a large ferry approaching in the distance. It's moving fast and heading right for us. Seeing that there are no docks or peirs nearby for it to pull up to, I realize that it's going to crash. I turn and start running, yelling at other people around me, "Run! It's going to crash. Run as fast as you can and don't look back!" I keep running, wanting to look back but I don't because I want to get as far away as I can. The ferry was close, so as I'm running, I'm expecting any second for it to come crashing up on shore behind me.
I finally reach a house and run inside and start running up the stairs, trying to get as high as I can. But at the top of the stairs is a grate. I climb up through it and find myself in a town square of sorts. It's still nighttime and there is some kind of parade or procession going on. It looks like some kind of royalty riding by in horse drawn carriages and waving to the crowds of people standing around. At this point I woke up.

Date: ?? -Zombie Invasion- Semi -Lucid


Me And A Group Of People(That I'd Never Seen Before) Rush Out Of A Dark Courtyard(Filled With Zombies),Into A Dark Rustic Building.Once Inside, We Barricade The Entrance.Someone Passes Guns Out.We Travel Up Stairs In Effort To Find An Escape.We Don't Ever Find One.In Panic,(I Knew I Was Dreaming Here) I Jump Of The Huge Stair Case And Die.I Then Kind Of ,"Spawn" In A Beautiful Scenery On A Top Of A Mountain.I'm Riding Down The Mountain On A Type Sled With Wheels.I Then Force Myself Awake.
-End Of Dream-

Lucid
Dream
Non-Dream

I was camping in a tent with my dad, mum and grandma. Visitors had just begun to arrive. I am not sure if they were human or not. I went outside with one of the visitors, and when I came back in it seemed that the people inside had aged significantly. I could see the lines in grandma’s face and I believe that their clothes had also changed.

“How many years has it been?” I asked in wonder. My mother replied, “1.(9?) days.”

The scene changed. I went to some kind of mansion place with my sister and her allocated visitor. It was constantly raining. Even when we were inside it was raining on top of us. I decided to travel up the flight of stairs that lay in the middle of the entrance hall. I travelled up the stairs with Sarah (one of my very good friends), and was afraid of her getting left behind because it took her a little bit of time to get up the stairs. When I reached the second top level there seemed to be gummy bears lined in a row, but I ignored these and went straight to the top. At the top I thought there would be another flight of stairs to climb, but much to my surprise, I had reached the very top. When I reached the top Ashleigh, a girl from my school, was there with some other people. The other people were rocking the stairs which had somehow turned into some kind of hot air balloon, but I had to remind myself that they were still stairs. Ashleigh was sitting on the floor because she hated it when they rocked the balloon or jumped up and down. I felt the same as her. When the others wanted me to lean over the edge, I just wanted to sit down next to Ashleigh out of fear of falling.

“Good logic,” Ashleigh said.

I went back down one flight of stairs and realised that I had missed my friends on the way up. I chatted for a little to my close friends, Emily and Amsie. I was annoyed at the rain, and wondered why it was raining even though I was inside. I waved it off however, completely forgetting that I had set my iPod to rain music before I fell asleep.

At the mansion there was this strange ride. At first it seated many other people, but I ended up on my own in some sort of baby seat that was attached to and travelled along on a wire above my head. I must have dropped something out of my flimsy bag and pockets because I forced the ride to stop by gripping onto the white banister on the side as I picked up my phone and other belongings (including a white material bag with two tight pockets and a top that didn’t close; my grey jacket with brown buttons; my old blonde curly wig that my Aunt Rosemary gave to me). In this time, a teacher had come up behind me, but I willed her away. I put my belongings in my seat.

I had finished the ride and it was time for the small group activity. Me, a boy, a teacher and another girl was in a group. We all had bicycles and our mission was to coat the path in as much chocolate brown looking liquid as possible. I was travelling up the front with the boy in front of me. The girl and teacher were far behind us because they didn’t have much skill in riding a bike. However, I supposed they had trouble because the path was slippery as it was coated in the brown liquid that we had rolled on it.

When I was waiting for the people behind us to catch up, I saw a large group of kids and a ranger. The ranger had auburn dreadlocks with a touch of leopard patterns, a blue crumpled uniform with brown boots and a stern face. She was ordering the kids to play with hockey sticks and balls. One kid lost their ball in the bush and scrambled to retrieve it, but the ranger/teacher figure did not take much notice and made no attempt to help or scold the child.

Note: Everybody else in my dream mansion seemed to be very happy, but I didn’t feel happy. This may be reference to Uglies and Pretties by Scott Westerfeld because Tally lives in a world with mansions and everybody is unnaturally happy whilst she does not share their happiness.

False Awakening:
I woke up in my bed to find that the wall behind me did not exist and sunlight was streaming through into my eyes. However, there were workmen and women and my family that were all removing my furniture from my room and putting it outside leaning against my bed. They took away my three pillows, one of my pillows having things inside it like the things I put in my pillow when I go camping. I was outraged by all of this, but it was not within my power to stop them.

Side note: I was attempting WILD in my nap at 2:00 pm in the afternoon. However, I was constantly being disturbed by other family members so I gave up WILD and just fell asleep as I normally would. I put on a rain/storm track on my IPod whilst I fell asleep. At first it was an anchor for WILD, but eventually I just used it to lull me to sleep. Funnily enough, it actually passed into my dream. I may use this in future. Sadly I could only recall the dream from my afternoon nap on Sunday. I did not remember having any dreams in the night. This made me pretty frustrated, but there is not much else I can do but keep writing down as much as I can remember.

Ohai! Last night I had a cool dream about the bands Lights and Owl City. I'm a huge Owl City fan, so I'll post some pictures in this entry. Hey, it's not every night you have a dream about him, right?

Lucid
Non-lucid
Thoughts

Sleeping Owl City:

Okay, long story short:
I had a friend a while ago, actually it was my best friend. We lost the contact, and yes, I miss her a lot. We were both huge Owl City fans. Owl City was playing in Denmark a few days ago.
Lights and Owl City are good friends, so, I guess that's why they're in the same dream. I just don't get why I was to Lights' concert, because I'm not a fan of her, but okay, it was also a dream.
Owl City = Adam Young.

My friend and I was going to a concert with a band called Lights. We had really great seats, and was almost so close at the scene as possible. We were standing in the right side, and beside us there was some stairs, but there wasn't anyone in the little "room", but we could see it clear. Lights came out with black clothes on, and the music started, and all the lights (haha, funny ) began to blink in different colours. I looked down in the room with the stairs, and saw Owl City (Adam Young). He was wearing his white shirt and black vest.

He looked really tired, and we said "Hi Adam!" and he said "Hi!" and smiled. We looked up at the stage, and listened to Lights a few minuttes again. We loooked down at Adam again, and saw that he was sleeping. He lay on his rights side, and was sleeping. We walked down to him, and laughed.

That's all I can remember.

I dreamed with Omnio. We were walking in the middle of a road at night in the woods.
Above us and projected on the ground was a yellow light that came from the street lamps.
We reached a place where there were large marble stairs. We climbed the stairs, and when we reach the end, it was day.
At the end of the stairs was a computer store. We entered and I asked for information about two ram chips for my computer. The woman said that she had to order the chips. Omnio gave me two ships of ram and said he wanted to buy new ones. I handed the ships he gave me to the lady of the shop, and she said, "That´s sooo old"

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Comments: Part of the dateless dreams series

I´m in a Victorian mansion.

The floor is made of black and white tiles. I´m in the lobby, and the sunlight in a shy way enters the lobby, but i cant see where
the light comes from.

The lobby leads to 2 sets of stairs. I don´t go through any of them.
I see a dark red door in the middle of the lobby,it stands on its own, with no walls attached to it.

I opened the door, and i was sucked in.

I´m inside of some sort of catacombs with arcades of gothic arquitecture.

The catacumbs have water that reaches my waiste. The ceiling columns and the floor are brown.

Behind me are 3 or 4 persons, and i´m trying to protect them from 3 water-green beings...they look like tritons. They are coming frow below the waterline.

We are getting trappend between the tritons and the walls of the catcombs and the tritons.
I don´t fear them, but the people behind me are in pure terror.

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Comments: This dream is part of dateless dreams series.