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Dream - Lucid - AP

I remember having 3 dreams about Katherine last night, but I can only remember a bit of one.

I was with Katherine outside of this movie theater. It was kind of run down. I also remember being inside one of the theaters. Throughout the dream, Katherine was carrying a laptop with her. I also remember a man being with her. He looked older and kind of messy, with messy, shoulder-length dark brown hair and some facial hair.

I remember being in the bathroom with her. She was talking to me as I looked for a stall. I found one, and noticed that there were only 3 walls of the stall, and two toilets in it. I sat down on the toilet. I peed for a long time, still talking to Katherine through the door.

Then, a black girl about my age who was with a white girl walked up. The black girl walked into the stall, which wasn't hard, since there were only 3 walls. This made me think about a comment Rman made on one of my dreams, one I had about being walked in on in a stall. I quickly forgot, however. The black girl looked at me for a minute, and I looked back. I felt kind of intruded upon, but dismissed it since there were only 3 walls, afterall. She started to change her pad while talking to the white girl that was with her.

I then remember talking to Katherine as she was sitting down inside the bathroom. She was on her laptop. I remember wanting to get out of there; wanting to leave, but I tried to be patient. I remember Katherine saying something about someone "stealing something right in front of her face." I started to think about our falling out, and hoped she didn't bring that up, because I was in no mood to argue or fight.

I then remember seeing some theme park behind a building that we were at. The sky looked cloudy, like it might rain. I was surprised that there was a theme park there, and commented on it to Katherine. I also said something about me going to Universal Studios over spring break. She said "Yeah, there's a theme park here!", and then all the sudden we were going down this green water slide with her in front of me.

~

I woke up in my bed, and had to use the bathroom. I was thinking about my dreams. I felt very awake, and I stretched as I entered the bathroom. I tried to turn on the light in the part of the bathroom where the toilet and shower are, and it wouldn't come on. "I bet the other one's out too...", I thought. Then, I tried the main light, where the sinks are. It wasn't working either. "Really?", I said. I still had to use the bathroom, so whatever.

I then tried turning on the light in my room so I could at least have a little light in the bathroom. Only one lightbulb flickered. It was very dim. I then turned on a second light in my room of a second fan that was there. The same thing happened as did with the first fan light. I remember thinking that this would be a good opportunity to try a WBTB, since I felt more awake, and I had been up longer than originally planned.

~

I was at my old apartment. I was in Caitlin's room. She was with our other friend Katie. They were getting ready to go to a party. They asked me to go, and I told them no, I didn't want to. They left.

Then, I was with my friend, Leigh. I was at her house. She told me Caitlin was getting too crazy and drunk at these parties, saying that she was pulling "carnival tricks" or something, trying to pull her eyes out of socket and stuff like that, and going way too far with it; it was becoming very dangerous. I thought about seeing her do that in the past. She also said that it was mostly Caitlin, and Katie was actually not as bad about it.

Then, I asked Leigh if she had any weed. She pointed out a white and grey marbled stone-made pipe that was sitting on a dresser beside a picture frame. She said there was a little left in there. She mentioned something about our friend, Bret. I started to smoke the pipe.

Then, I was riding in the car with Leigh, smoking the pipe still. I looked down into it and noticed it was out; nothing but ashes left, though some looked like they were still burning slightly. I started to feel a little high. I thought about people possibly seeing me smoking in the car, but I didn't seem to care too much, though I tried to stay alert. I was talking to Leigh.

~

I was on stage at my high school's auditorium. I was holding sheet music. I was a first act for some program we were performing. I was singing; rehearsing. The song started with F quarter notes and the words were "Teenie, Teenie" at the beginning. My choir teacher said something about me being intimidated or scared about going first. I honestly thought I would be too, but I didn't feel that bad. I was singing the music, and I sounded pretty good. "Teenie" sounded like a different word as I sang it though, because I was pronouncing it weird. I thought about performing for a crowd as opposed to an empty auditorium. I didn't feel very nervous about it, surprisingly (I get VERY nervous about this kind of thing in waking life).

Then, I remember sitting out in the auditorium, watching a group of 3 sing the next song.

Then, I remember being back up there again, and this time, we were singing to die. It was strange, it was like we were all sick, and we were going to end our lives. There was one alternative that she mentioned that I didn't like (can't remember what), so my teacher suggested another, and gave me a screwdriver I was supposed to sing into and it would rip my skin off as I sang, leaving nothing but bones. I wasn't ready to die yet! I didn't want to do this. I started singing into the weird screwdriver and reading my music. Nothing really happened. I remember seeing some eighth notes on the page.

Instead of killing myself, I decided I just needed to take my dirty clothes off. I started to walk away, taking off my dirty clothes until I was down to my underwear, which I also took off. I threw it all in my hamper.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was with a couple of other people. I'm not sure exactly where we were, but we were watching a strange movie. It started out with a guy laying in a canyon in a desert, who had no arms or legs. He was bleeding out his stumps, and moaning for help. He had been attacked by a dinosaur. I commented at this point:
"This is really gross.", I said.

Then, a girl came up to him. Apparently, she was known for seducing guys who were in a vulnerable place. She tried to help him. Now, I was seeing from her POV. I laid down with my legs by his so they looked like they were his legs. He hallucinated and thought they were, and put his stumps down on her legs, and screamed in agony as more blood seeped out of them. I had to look away at this point.

Apparently, she wasn't trying to seduce him. I then remember the end, with them walking together, and him having his arms and legs sewed back on. I had thought they were gone, and I asked someone if the girl had saved his limbs. I don't remember the answer I got.

Then, I remember something about it being a Christian movie.

~

I was in the parking lot outside the auditorium at my college. It was daytime, and I was walking to my class, but I needed to change clothes first for some reason. I started to do so in the parking lot, but then noticed that everyone driving by could see. I moved more inside the parking lot, behind some cars. I then saw a girl, Abby, that I used to work with a long time ago. She was changing clothes as well. She said hello to me, then we got in my car. She sat in the driver's seat, and I was in the back. She asked if she could drive to my house for some reason. I said yes, but we needed to be quick, because I had to get to class. She said ok, and drove to my house.

We got there, and after a few minutes of me being in my room and Abby doing who knows what, I noticed the clock. I was late for class already, and I got upset. I knew I needed a shower anyway, because I apparently hadn't had time to get one before I left.

I remember then having a huge wad of money hidden somewhere, I think in my old jewelry box, and I had to find a different place to hide it. I decided on hiding it in my bottom dresser drawer, under some towels and stuff. My mom was helping me put stuff away in the drawer, and I had to ask her to move some things around so the money would be concealed.

Then, I remember waking up on the floor in my bonus room. I had slept in there overnight for some reason. Shelly, a girl I work with, was in there doing something. Cleaning, I think. She went up to this stereo, and turned it on. I told her to turn it off, because I was going back to sleep. She turned it off.

I woke up in this situation a couple more times, then wondered if I was dreaming. I tried to read some text, I don't remember what or where, but it looked relatively similar both times I looked at it. I still felt like I was dreaming, so I got up. I saw myself in the reflection of the TV getting up. I walked past Shelly, and she didn't notice that I was up. I then went to the door, and tried to phase through it. I pushed myself through it into the hallway, confirming my suspicions that I was dreaming. I walked to the stairs, and remembered one of my goals: To share a dream with Hyu. I pushed my hand out in front of me, as if to create a portal, but I said "I want to meet Hyu!" And a strange portal started to appear. I jumped through it, and everything went black for a minute, but then I was just tumbling through the air in the hallway. I landed on my back.

I woke up for real for a minute, turned over, and went back to sleep.

~

I was in high school, doing the musical Cats. I didn't remember rehearsing it much, but we were performing. We had on these weird white costumes. They were baggy, and not very Cats-like at all. I had a part as a "Dream Girl", or something.

As soon as the play started, I was laying down on the ground, peeking out of the curtain, watching the play. I thought someone may be able to see me in the audience, but I paid no mind. I was watching a dance routine. I remember two little black girls dressed in tutus were doing ballet, and the high schoolers were dancing around and singing. It was a slow song.

I got up, and walked towards my friends, the other "Dream Girls" in the play, and asked them when our cue to go on was. They told me, and we were going on very shortly.

~

I woke up again in the bonus room. I suspected I was dreaming, so I did a reality check and counted my fingers. My right index finger looked funny, so I knew that I was dreaming, and left through the door.

I was then outside, in the cul de sac behind my house. It was dusk. I was riding on a rolling desk chair. I saw my old friend, someone I briefly dated, Alan, playing basketball, shirtless. I was behind him, watching him for awhile. He didn't seem to notice me. I decided to leave before he saw me watching him; I didn't know if he'd like the idea of someone spying on him playing basketball.

As I started to roll away, though, he got my attention. I did a reality check when he started talking to me by trying to poke my fingers through my hands. My finger trying to go through made my hands look like rubber, then one finally went through. We started to talk, and I asked him why he had wanted to date me before. He smiled and started mumbling some answer, it didn't make sense, so I asked him again. We were now standing in the street, with him leaning against the bed of a truck, and me standing in front of him. He smiled, and started to mumble a little again. I tried to understand what he was saying so I would remember upon waking, but I couldn't. He then said that he had been "unrealistic". Hmm. Interesting.

While I was talking to Alan, I noticed more and more people were around. It almost seemed as if we were in the middle of a crowd. I then saw, to my right, a young man about my age, leaning up against another truck bed. He was Asian, tall, skinny, and was wearing a tight grey shirt, a leather jacket, and forest green dress pants. I had a thought that it was Hyu, but I started talking to Alan again.

Then, the man got my attention. I went over to him. He had taken me by complete surprise. I then knew it was Hyu.
"Hyu? Is it really you? How did you find me?", I managed to get out.
"I had to.", he replied, as he grabbed me, and started walking. He seemed like he was on a mission of some sort.

We were then in a small room with a table. I don't know how we got there. There was a girl sitting in a chair to my left; she had wavy, dark hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her eyes were very big; her irises were heart-shaped. They were changing colors as I stared at them.
"You have beautiful eyes.", I said to her.
"It's because of you.", she said with a smile. At that moment, her eyes were cheetah-print with red patterns moving through them. They were gorgeous. I understood her to mean when she said "It's because of you" that whomever looked into her eyes affected their appearance. For some reason, this girl's eyes seemed very familiar to me.

I sat down in between Hyu and the girl. There were all these black papers all over the table. They were laminated with magazine cut-outs of letters all over them, scrambled up. Hyu told me I needed to decode them.
"Anagrams.", I thought to myself.
I had a pencil, but no paper to start trying to decode them with. I asked Hyu for some paper. He gave me a dark blue piece, but that wouldn't work. So then he gave me a brown piece. I told him that should be fine. I started to look at the anagrams, wondering where to even begin. There were so many, I didn't know where to start.

I then started to see a a glare on the page I was looking at. I looked up at Hyu, because I knew I was about to wake up. He looked back at me, and then, I lost the dream and woke up.

~

I woke up in my room, and I knew I was dreaming, but everything was all blurry and it was hard for me to keep my eyes open. The top half of my vision went black. I woke up.

~

I woke up in my room. I knew I was dreaming immediately. I had felt myself enter the dream. I got up out of bed, and walked into the hallway. The house seemed big and empty; all the furniture was gone. I then remembered my previous dream, and started yelling for Hyu.
"Hyu! Hyu! I'm back, where are you?", I yelled.
I then tried to draw a portal on the wall. I drew it with my finger, though the edges were not straight at all. As I completed it, I touched it. It rippled, and as it did so, it looked like oil with all the rainbow colors it reflected. I tried to enter it, but I don't remember what happened after I entered it. I think I just woke up again.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at work, but we had changed locations. Instead of being in the coffee shop, we had moved into a huge house ("coffee house", ha). It was on the square. It had many, many rooms and levels. It was easy to get lost in it. I was scheduled 2-close, and my friend, Rachel, had just been hired on. She stuck by me the whole time. My boss and our consultant were there. The consultant was dictating all the changes we needed to make and all the cleaning and moving that had to be done (very true to waking life events as of late). Rachel and I were just walking around while all the employees worked. I couldn't find anything to do, nor did I really know what they needed help with.

Rachel said she was going to leave early; she said Chad, her husband, was going to come pick her up. I wanted to leave early, too, but I didn't think I could get away with it without getting fired. I knew Rachel could because she was new. We went into a bathroom with many stalls, and the first stall was trashed; there was toilet paper everywhere. I said
"That's really gross." Rachel agreed. I wasn't happy about us having bathrooms with stalls as opposed to the small single-person bathrooms we had at the other shop.

At some point, I saw a flash of people trying to enter our old location, and seeing that it was closed.

I wandered off alone into an empty part of the house on an upper level. I ended up walking outside and down the street. As I was walking, I decided I needed to go back before I got lost or they noticed my absense. I turned around, and the coffee house was on top of a hill up a long driveway. I tried to run up the driveway, but my legs felt stiff, heavy, and tired. I was wearing rain boots, so I took them off, and carried them as I ran up the driveway and back to the coffee house.

Then, I walked into the room where everyone had been previously, and everything was quiet. I didn't know where everyone was. I walked into a living room-type area, and everyone was sitting down on and around a couch. They were celebrating someone's birthday. They didn't notice I had come in at first, and when they did, they didn't acknowlege the fact that I had been gone. I think someone invited me to have some birthday cake.

Then, I was outside, and I think Rachel was with me again. A girl asked me to come smoke some weed in the car with her. I had some with me, and I told her I would. I wasn't sure how Rachel felt about it. We got in the car. I don't remember ever smoking the weed.

~

I was watching some people walk down the street. I noticed that one, who was acting particularly silly, looked like Katherine. I commented on it, and Jarrod, and ex, who was apparently sitting next to me, said "Yeah, she does." I turned to my right, and he was there. We were sitting outside, and had been for a long time.

Then, we were inside his house, which was huge; it looked like my best friend MK's family's house. We were in the bonus room, sitting on a bed and watching TV. We saw this show that was showing cheerleading bloopers, but they weren't really that funny. It was middle and high school cheerleaders doing stunts, and they were falling and messing up. I didn't think it was funny because they were getting hurt. Jarrod and I were flirting with each other. He was being much more respectful towards me than when we previously dated; I noticed he didn't call me "girl" as much anymore, which I was happy about. We watched TV for awhile, when some people came in to clean the house. Jarrod said I had to go, but he'd see me the next day. Then, he said
"Oh, when they finish cleaning the 475 bathrooms, we should go get a cookie."
I pondered this large number for a minute, but didn't think much of it. I agreed that that was a good idea. We hugged. He then started to talk to me about the girl he's currently dating, who wasn't me (he got together with her in waking life after we broke up), saying he didn't know if he wanted to marry her. I don't remember what I said, or if I said anything. I knew I was thinking about the "honeymoon phase" of a relationship, and that he had passed it and didn't know what to do anymore. I think I commented on this. He kept saying, in reference to his relationship
"I don't know, I don't know..."

I left the room, and Katherine was there. She was talking about what we were going to do when we got back to their house (she was dating his roommate, who was bald with glasses). Then, I figured out I left my golden stiletto high heels (lolwut? I hate high heels in waking life) in the bonus room with Jarrod. I went in there to get them, and we ended up talking some more. I thought to myself something along the lines of
"He may be fine with us today, but tomorrow he may not be. I need to be on my guard." I was remembering the last time we were together, and the sudden change that I had noticed in his attitude before we broke up.

I looked at Jarrod, who didn't have a shirt on. I saw a tattoo of a purple and maybe green diamond on his chest. I figured it was a new tattoo, and looked down at his stomach to try to find the tattoo that I knew he had; one he has of a skull in waking life. I didn't see it, but I thought maybe it was lower than I had remembered and his pants were covering it. I also remember looking down at my legs and seeing how tan they were from sitting in the sun all day. Jarrod was very tan as well. I looked in my purse, and my wallet was very faded from the sun, but my purse was fine.

Then, I went up a small set of stairs leading down the hallway. I went into another bonus room, and Jarrod's roommate was in there sitting on the couch with a lot of small children. He was holding a little boy in his lap. He said if I was going to get a cookie, I wouldn't be able to experience "this", and when he said "this", he started to ruffle the little boy's hair very quickly. I laughed and said
"My hair would be a static mess!"
Then, one of the little boys said that if we all went out to get cookies, we'd have to come right back so he wouldn't miss some TV program.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I know I had some long dreams last night, but I can only recall a fragment of one. Stress is killing my recall.

EDIT: I remembered part of another one! Yay!

I was on some rocky mountainside with tons of other people. It almost felt like we were all Native American. I remember there were lots of men with dark skin and no shirts wearing nothing but loincloths. There were women there too. There was a king at the top of the mountain.

There were levels of the mountain too, and depending on where you were sitting on the mountain had to do with how close you were with the king. I was located in the middle on the right side.

Every so often, we'd all have to duck and get under these pillows, blankets, and big wooden shields, because herds of buffalo would stampede over us. It was a fatal experience for many. I remember ducking under my assortment of shielding objects a few times in the dream, because the buffalo were stampeding over us. I was always worried about dying. A lot of the times when they'd come though, they would avoid me. Sometimes though, I'd feel them trample me, but it felt like nothing more than someone dropping a small rock on my back.

Then, I was located far up the mountain on the left side, very close to the king. In fact, I was pretty much right next to him. I was under the assumption that this meant no buffalo would trample me. I was with very few people on the top of the mountain. Then, the buffalo came again, and I had to duck. Again, I was not killed or hurt.

~

I was getting ready for some marching band thing. I was putting the under part of my uniform on. I was going to wear this one summery tank top I had under it (the one I'm wearing in my profile pic). It was folded up in a pile of folded clothes. I picked it up and decided to wear something else under it, since the tank top was something I always wore under it and it probably didn't smell very good because I hadn't washed it between wears. I picked up another shirt, similar to one I just bought in waking life. It's off-white with flowy short sleeves. I put it on, and noticed it was a little too big. Someone commented on the shirt.

Then, I was going to play in a clarinet trio, I think for school (similar to a waking life event from high school). My friends Leigh and Rachel were playing in it with me. I thought that the people listening would assume we were all great, star players since we were performing in a recital setting.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I remember being at some indoor pool.

Then, I was in line outside for some vote/debate about money. We were all heading into this small, garage-type building to pick up our money of choice, either paper and coined money or something else, I can't remember what though. The conservative people wanted paper and coined money. My friend Rachel was with the people on that side. The liberal people wanted something else, the type I can't remember. I was among the liberal people. The funny thing was, even though we were on opposite sides of the political spectrum and were about to debate something, we were all friendly with one another. There wasn't any tension.

I then remember us entering the little garage building and picking up our money choice, each type of money being on a separate table on opposite sides of the small room. Other things happened after this, but I can't remember what. I know we were all waiting for the debate though.

~

I was in class. The class was being taught by some guy who made pornos. He was in his 30's, and had dark hair and facial hair. We were supposed to calculate some statistic about porn. I was looking at a Facebook-type page that had to do with porn. The more I scrolled down, the more pictures there were, but the girl's crotch was always censored out, except for in some cartoon picture of two people smoking cigarettes after sex.

I started to calculate some statistic about me and how many times guys had asked me to do an act they'd seen in a porno, or something like that. I was then going backwards down a road on a hill, I guess that symbolized me thinking back or something. I'd stop when I thought of something, then I'd keep going. After that, the porn-making teacher stopped by my computer and told me I was doing a great job.

Then, I was with my family, the porn-making teacher, and his assistant. I was falling for the teacher. I sat on his lap, and we were very flirty with one another. I want to say he was eating dinner with my family, though we weren't at home, I have no idea where we were. After dinner, the assistant was trying to get the teacher to leave, but he kept stalling and I kept delaying him so he wouldn't leave.

Then, there was a tornado warning, and the skies got very dark. I told him now he couldn't leave, he had to get in the tornado shelter with my family and I. I think he did, but someone didn't, someone didn't enter the shelter and said they'd be fine and were going to drive home anyway, though I can't remember who it was. I want to say it was Ryan.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I barely got any sleep last night, so I don't remember anything. However, I just got home from work and took a nap, and had a series of mini-dreams.

I was in what was supposed to be my old roommate, Katherine's new apartment with her new roommate. She was talking to me about the apartment, telling me all about it. Covering a corner of the room was a light pinkish-purple sheet hanging from the ceiling. It was covering a window, and maybe a desk. I could see these things through the sheet because of the way the light was shining through it.

~

I was at the bowling alley with Grace and I think her boyfriend. We were waiting in line at the concessions bar. Grace asked if I wanted something to drink. Then, I couldn't decide whether she was talking to me or her boyfriend.

~

I was sitting on a bed watching TV with Ryan. I "remembered" him touching my crotch a few minutes before, but couldn't decide if it had really happened. We were watching Winnie the Pooh, and he commented saying that he used to watch that show when he was little. It was some racing episode, with the characters in a car race of some sort. There was a wolf character who exclaimed something, but I can't remember what. I did know, however, that he was supposed to say a phrase containing the word "ass", but it had been censored, and replaced with a different phrase since the show was on a family-oriented TV station. When the character's mouth moved while saying the alternate phrase, it didn't sync up with what he was saying. I told Ryan the character was supposed to say the phrase with the word "ass". Ryan then moved under the covers and laid across me.

Dream - Lucid - AP

Last night before I went to sleep, I meditated for awhile, maybe half an hour. First, I meditated on my MILD mantra ("I will become lucid"), then, on peace of mind.

I was in my family's driveway at dusk. Chris, an ex and one of my best friends, was there, and so was my dad. My mom may have been there too. My dad was videotaping me dancing and playing in the driveway.

All the sudden, everyone is gone but me, and the garage doors are shut, with the left one being open just a teeny bit, enough room for one of the cats to get in under. I'm not sure how, but I got into the garage. I think I came through the back door, and then entered the garage.

This scene was very, very vivid, more vivid than most of the dreams I've had lately. The garage seemed to be a bit bigger and spacier than usual, and Chris was in there, standing next to one of the cars. He was dressed in all white, his shirt being a long-sleeved white thermal shirt with a light blue design on the front, and I think he was wearing white cargo pants. I thought the scene was weird for some reason...and then I figured it out.

Chris and I haven't talked in months. We don't even live anywhere near each other. This has to be a dream! I got excited, but not enough to wake me up. I started to talk to Chris. I was careful, however, not to just blurt out "This is a dream! I'm dreaming!", because that seems to dumbfound my DCs. Instead, I said something along the lines of
"Chris! This is awesome. This is such a wonderful experience!", to which he replied, much to my surprise,
"Yeah, it's a dream!", something to that effect.
I was shocked that he knew it was a dream, but in a good way. How awesome! Then, I said
"Let's fly!"
I started to float upwards, but for some reason, I couldn't take off. Chris started to float too, and was surrounded by this bright, white-blue outline around his body.
"Here, lift me up with you!", I said.
He took my hand, and started to pull me upwards. I thought to myself "This must be my dream guide, maybe he's taking the form of Chris for some reason...". I've never had a DC help me with anything while lucid.

Then, we went through the ceiling, and this very vivid music started to play. It sounded like the opening to a 1950's adventure film, with violins and such, like an orchestra. Also, everything was black, save for the most vivid hypnogogic imagery I've ever seen in my life. I was tunneling through vivid, colorful geometric shapes. Yellows, blues, greens, you name it. I felt like the dream must be over, but I didn't wake myself up. The whole time, I was still hearing the music, as vivid as can be. I also started to feel like I was laying on my family's bonus room couch for some reason.

Then, as I concentrated, I started to feel my body in sleep paralysis. There was an intense buzzing sensation. I concentrated it to my head, and it came to my head in intense waves, making my ears buzz. I then started to sit up out of my body. I got this image of a girl's astral body sitting up out of her physical body, and a male voice commented on it, describing it as "the female astral body". I got too excited, and went back into my body, and woke up, thinking that I must have been asleep for hours, when really, it had only been about and hour to an hour and a half.

~

I had a fragment about Ryan texting me, and calling me his fiance, but he was trying to be goofy and spelled it weird and spaced out the word (it was something like "fiz on ce"). I was very excited that he called me his fiance.

~

I was at the coffee shop I used to work at before it went out of business. It had reopened, and the restaurant that had taken its place had gone out of business. Looking through their walk-in fridge, I found a lot of the food they had left behind. It was nothing that we served.

I was then at the register with Kacey, and a lady with her young daughter ordered ice cream. Kacey got distracted by something, and I had to finish their order. I took big scoops of this very soft, delicious-looking ice cream and put it in a cone (maybe a cup?) for the little girl.

Then, it was the coffee shop I currently work at, and I was trying to explain to some customers at their table that we didn't have what they wanted, because of the business that had been there before, and we only had their food at the moment. I told them "It's a long story." I think we actually ended up finding what they wanted.

Dream - Lucid - AP

Tried to MILD last night and failed . I think I'm just having a very stressful week as far as school goes. Too many tests! Anyways, onto my dreams.

I was at a girl I knew in high school, Kayla's, sleepover birthday party. I want to say it was in the music building of my college. I had a blow up matress, but it was very thin and seemed to have a leak in it. It looked like it was half-assed blown up. I rolled it up and did something with it.

~

I was at the mall with Ryan, and we were looking at this videogame shop, when I realized that the shelf they were displaying things on was one that I had left there; it was my shelf. The shelf was black and about chin-height to me. I also realized that I had left quite a few other things there, like my box with my N64 in it, and some Wii games. I told the person displaying the things on the shelf that that was my shelf and my stuff in the tub behind it, and she said "Oh, alright, I thought so", or something to that effect. She started taking the displays down.

I asked Ryan to help me carry the stuff out to the car, mostly it was just the games and my N64. He tried to carry it all at once, balancing everything in his arms. We left the shelf there, however, and many of the games. I also remember my car being in the middle of the mall.

Then, I was waking up in my bed at home, and I was thinking about the dream I had, and decided that it wasn't a dream and that I really did leave that stuff at the mall; I realized that the shelf and many of my games were still there. I asked my mom to help me bring them home. I was very anxious and frantic about getting them back. My mom gave me half of a pill, I want to say it was a Valium. It was clear, almost like a gel capsule, but it was solid. I was having a lot of trouble swallowing the pill; it kept getting stuck in the back of my throat. At one point, I dropped it on the seat of my car, and had to find it again.

~

I was dating my middle school boyfiend, Leslee, again. My dad gave me a gift, which was supposed to be an engagement ring for Leslee and I to use. The ring looked like a tiny, bright red whistle with a tiny diamond on the top. When I took it out of the box to show Leslee, everything in and around the box was charred and burned to ashes, except for the whistle ring. But it was no longer a ring; there was no band on it. Instead, there was a cord inside to make it a necklace. I told Leslee my dad told us we could use it as an engagement ring. I gave it to him, but then I thought to myself that we'd probably break up and he'd end up selling it or something. I then thought about changing my Facebook status to "Engaged", but decided not to. For some reason, I didn't think Leslee had a Facebook. Later in the dream, I discovered that he did.

EDIT: Saw Kayla today for the first time in months walking on campus. I think it's so cool how these things line up sometimes.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was outside, approaching a fenced-in tennis court with a track around it. There were many people my age walking around it with children on their shoulders. I was going to be assigned a child, but I didn't want to participate. It was some after school program or something.

The next thing I remember is stepping into a giant elevator the size of a room. It also looked like a room, with hardwood floors, overhead lights and big windows, though there was no furniture. The windows overlooked the city. The elevator started to climb upwards, slowly at first, and then faster and faster. Then, I figured out I was going up the Sears Tower, and once the elevator got to the top, it would plummet back down very fast. I was already on the elevator, and even though I was frightened, I knew I had to stay there, and that once I reached the bottom, I would be ok. The elevator reached the top of the tower, hovered there for a minute and I overlooked the city. Then, I sat on the ground in a fetal position in preparation for the plummet. The elevator started to fall at a very fast rate, and I closed my eyes. It felt like my stomach was going into my throat, the way it usually feels when you fall at a very fast rate.

Then, I was at a house with a family, I think it was Ryan's family, or at least it was his mother (I've never met them in waking life). At any rate, it was Kacey's birthday, and we were all going to go out somewhere. Everyone was in the van but me. I remember Kacey was in the passenger's side seat, with Ryan's mother sitting in the driver's seat. I was going to go with them, and they were waiting on me, but I could only find one of my pink house slippers that I was going to wear. I was walking around with only one of them on. I went to the car to ask Ryan's mom where the other one was, and she told me she didn't know, but I should check somewhere else (can't remember where specifically). I went back into the house and still couldn't find it. I looked out into the van, and I saw the back of Katherine's blonde, crazy-haired head in the passenger's side seat. The van looked very full of people.

The elevator thing is a fairly common dream theme for me, where I'll be in a plummeting elevator, and I sit down in it in a fetal position as it is about to drop. I never really think too much about it in the dream though other than "Oh shit". This time though, I seemed to face the fear. Interesting, as I have no fear of elevators in waking life. Symbolism? I think so.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was looking into some room, it looked like a dressing room. In the corner of my vision, I saw a little picture of 2 cartoonified bears, one in a red box and one in a green, each with gauges in the boxes, again, one red and one green. The red one kept filling up and the bear kept getting angry, while the green one stayed calm. Then they switched places.

Then, I was looking in the mirror of the dressing room, shaving my face...I thought I was shaving my upper lip, but I looked again, and I was shaving my cheek (weird). I could see the detail of the stubble. Then, I dragged the razor over my upper lip and a clump of hairs came out.

Then, I was in my room, sitting on my bed. Two young women walked into the room. They were about my age, maybe a little older. Something clicked in my head, and I realized I was dreaming. Everything became vivid for a second, then started to darken again. I said to the women:

"Hey! This is a dream! I'm dreaming!"

They looked at me with these confused smiles on their faces. I stared to fly up through the ceiling, and everything went black. Then, I was back on my bed and the girls were still in the room. I told them I'd prove to them it was a dream, and took each one by the hand and tried to fly with them. I hovered, but they stayed put because I could not lift them. I let go of their hands and went up through the ceiling again. This time, the ceiling turned transparent, and there was a duplicate of my room above me. Then, it turned into a blue space, with water upside down on the ceiling. I splashed into the water, exited, and then repeated that a few times.

~

I was at some geisha training thing with Kacey, who was apparently very skilled at the art. Though it wasn't typical geisha training...it was a mixture of ballet and gymnastics. I'm pretty sure we were outside. I was with a big group of girls, and there were two courses to take: the easy one, which I don't remember what the training for that was, and the hard one, which was a gymnastics beam, and we had to learn how to walk over it in different ways. We tried out, and I was picked for the beam training, the one that Kacey had taken. There was a very strict man teaching the course. He showed us what he wanted us to do on the beam, and it was some weird jump thing...I can't explain it. I told Kacey I couldn't do that because my legs were too short, so she told me to roll across the beam instead.

For some reason, during the 2nd lesson, I sat out with another girl who was on the other training course. I watched both training courses from the picnic table I was sitting at. My feet were aching from the training. I felt like I was going to be very behind when I went back to the training since I was sitting out on the lesson.

~

I was looking at a black woman's Facebook page. She looked like a woman who frequents the coffee shop I work at. Her picture was of her standing up with a huge smile on her face. I read the posts on her wall, and they were all very inspirational. Apparently, she was very well-liked. After every wall post, the woman wrote back "Thank you!". I remember one wall post saying something like "Her house is at the end of the street!", but she meant it in a symbolic way, it's hard to explain. It's like her house was the be all end all, it was the end of sadness, something along those lines.

~

I think we were in a hotel. I remember seeing all these Barney the Dinosaur stickers, all stuck together, that said "Don't do drugs!". I pulled the stickers apart as I watched a TV program, but I don't remember what I did with them.

Then, I had apparently stolen 3 car motors, and was driving away from the mall with them. I felt guilty about stealing them. I can't even remember why I needed them.

I also remember asking my brother about my 2 closets that I apparently had in the dream. Something about clean clothes being in one, and one of them was locked. I remember answering my own question.

Then, I saw a picture of my brother, taken by my dad. My brother was sitting on his knees on the dry, dirt ground, and he was looking up at the camera, neither smiling nor frowning. He looked like he was longing for something. You could see my dad's feet in the picture.

I really need to do something in my LDs other than fly through the ceiling. I always think of all these awesome things to do in them when I'm awake, but I rarely remember to do them in the dream. Grr.

Dream - Lucid

I was at a pool with Ryan and someone else. It was dusk, and continued getting darker and colder outside. We weren't supposed to be there. If we stayed and/or got back in the pool, we'd never be allowed to come back. The seasons were also changing. I needed help getting a raft out of the pool, so I asked Ryan to help me. He helped me to get it out, and we ran off through the woods, with him in front of me. We were laughing as we ran.

Then, we came across one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. There were glistening waterfalls everywhere, reflecting different colors, and they were running backwards. In the middle of the dreamscape, there was one big waterfall with a huge shimmering sphere on the top. The sky looked like dawn. I was awestruck. It was beautiful. This description doesn't even do it justice. I heard a voice, it sounded like the narrator from Little Big Planet. It said something like this:

"You see? The only difference between us is that it's not hard for us. It's more difficult for you."

The voice was very calm and comforting.

~

I was at my friend Courtney's family's house. We were in the living room with her two younger brothers. The living room looked like it did when we were in middle school. Courtney said something about wanting to go to my place later because she wanted to smoke weed. Well, that was a problem, because I didn't have any weed. I stopped smoking it. So Courtney asked one of her brothers, Tyler, if he had any. He said yes, so she went to get it.

She came back with a baggie of weed, but it looked like raw spinach leaves. She took a handful and put it in a vase of water, and put whipped cream on the top. Apparently, this was supposed to get you high if you sat near it and just kind of smelled it for awhile. So that's what we did, and it did get us high.

~

I was looking at my friend Bret's Facebook page. I saw pictures of him and his older sister. She was graduating college, and he was with her in the pictures, looking very sad. She was apparently graduating from Brown University. She had a red cap and gown on in the pictures. I think he wanted the honor of graduating from Brown. His sister looked like she was trying to cheer him up in the pictures. I wrote on his wall, recollecting a "memory" of us doing lots of drugs together, and how much fun we had had.

~

I was at a coffee shop, I think it was Einstein's (a coffee and bagel shop). It was very crowded, and I was sitting with my friends Sara, Sarah, Leigh, and Stephanie at a booth. The waiter, a man with short, curly hair, resembling a customer that frequents the shop I work at in waking life, came up to our table to take our orders. I ordered a small cappucino and a sandwich. The waiter told me that they were out of small cups...all they had left were larges. I told him alright, give me a large, but just fill it halfway up and charge me for a small, because there was no way I could drink a large. He left to go fill our order. I watched him go to this big bar in the middle of the shop, where they did all their cooking and drink building.

We all sat around and talked for awhile, and it seemed like our order was taking forever. Finally, the waiter came back with our drinks. He placed a small mug in front of me that was only half full. He left before I could say anything about it. Everyone else's orders were correct. I also didn't have the sandwich I had ordered. Stephanie offered me some of her tomato basil soup, but I said no thank you, and that I had eaten that for lunch that day. I got up to get my drink corrected.

Then, I was outside, and there was a huge line of people dressed in Renaissance clothing, all waiting to get into Einstein's, but they were all waiting outside not a shop, but an area full of tents. The sky was cloudy. I approached the manager, a bigger Indian or African man with light brown skin. He was also dressed in Renaissance clothing. I said hello, and he shook my hand. I told him I had a complaint, and he told me to follow him to his tent. We went up to his tent, and I told him about the drink mishap. He nodded and listened. Every time I looked at him, his skin got darker and darker.

I don't remember what he said, but he seemed...off. Like he had something up his sleeve. I realized I was dreaming, but kept talking to him. Then, as I got up to leave, I decided to take control of the dream. I examined my hands to induce clarity. I started to float upwards, but then, I remembered one of my lucid goals: To talk to a dream character. I turned around, and said,

"You know what? This is a dream!"
He didn't seem to believe me, so I kept talking. I decided to ask him some questions.
"What's 2+2?", I asked.
"4!", he replied.
"Ok, what's my middle name?"
"Nicole!", he replied.
I continued,
"Now how could you know that if we just met today? How could you possibly know my middle name?"
He got very flustered, and said
"Uh, um...uh...because...because..."
I finished for him.
"Because you're a projection of my subconscious!", I said triumphantly.

I decided to get out of the tent by floating up through the top of the tent. I flew up, and started to tear through the burlap of the tent. I felt how real the burlap felt. I tore through layers and layers of it, and then everything went black, and I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was at work, serving some special coffee drink to a table.

~

I was telling someone about the above dream, I think it was my mom, and she thought it was “wild”.

~

I was working with my friend/coworker Tori. The lights weren’t on in the coffee shop. A couple that frequents the shop came in, and the woman asked me if we still had the special that was on the board. I turned around to see what the special even was, and it said “piggys in a blanket”. I told her to hold on, and I’d go check. I went and asked Tori, and she said yes, we still had it, and showed me where the “piggys in a blanket” were. I told the lady we had them, so that’s what she ordered. I got the little link sausages wrapped in crescent rolls out of this small box, and put 6 of them on a plate. I couldn’t decide whether to give her 5 or 6 though. I finally decided on 5, and put one of them back.

~

I was in a building at my college, the old gym, with my brother. A girl I’ve known since middle school, Amanda, was there. Apparently, she had never really liked me. I wanted to know why, so before we left the building, I demanded that she tell me why she had never liked me. She told me to hold on, she was going to use the bathroom, but she’d tell me when she got out.

As soon as she went into the bathroom, a big, light blue neon sign appeared on the wall close to the ceiling that said “Emotions” in cursive. It lit up the room. Apparently, this was normal for her, and I told my brother that. I “remembered” that, usually, it would immediately go away and be replaced by another neon sign, this time red, that said “try harder” in cursive.

Amanda finally came out of the bathroom, and the sign did something new. It turned white and said “please wait”, again in cursive. Then, it changed again, and said something along the lines of “congratulations”. Amanda was overjoyed, because she had always gotten the “try harder” sign, no matter what. I cried tears of joy for her, I was so happy. She hugged me and thanked me for being such a good friend. I was overcome with emotion. I told her how happy I was for her. I looked at her face, and it was covered in scratches and bruises, but she still looked so happy. I left with my brother, still crying tears of joy. I then explained to my brother that, usually, when the “try harder” sign appeared, enemies popped out and she had to fight them off. I “remembered” when this had happened in high school.

When I woke up, I still felt like crying, it was intense.

~

I was in a giant warehouse. A customer from the coffee shop, a man who constantly cheats on his wife with pretty young female students (he’s an anatomy teacher at my college) in waking life, was there. He had a huge tattoo-type thing on his leg that said “FAMILY” in black lettering, though I hesitate to call it a tattoo, because it was like it was a part of him internally. It’s weird, it was like engraved into him.

I was supposed to kill him. I had been spying on him for a lot of the dream, and I somehow injected a slow-acting acid into him. I tracked the progress of the acid by watching his “tattoo”. I noticed the acid filling up the letters, and eating away at the “Y” of “FAMILY”. He didn’t notice it at first.

At some point, I talked to his wife, and discussed all of this stuff with her. She was kind of in on it, but reluctantly, because she loved him.

I finally saw the acid take full effect. I saw him bleeding profusely on the floor, in agony and pain. I felt horrible. I cried. Then, I knew I had to shoot him. But then, he had a gun. He was suddenly up off the floor, and was pointing the gun at me. He looked crazy, like he had gone completely mad. I was terrified, and tried to wish a force field around me, to protect me from the bullets, because I was dreaming.

Wait, I’m dreaming! The bullet came out of the gun, but when it hit me, it felt like a pebble bouncing off of my body. I examined my hands to steady to dream and induce clarity. I told the guy it was a dream, and he looked pretty happy about it. He smiled, and his outfit changed to this white and red suit. I turned around and saw a bunch of computers. Most of the screens were black, and had random letters and numbers on them. I tried typing in “Access Krista’s memories”, but nothing happened.

I was so excited to be in an LD, I couldn’t remember any of the goals I had set. I decided to, of course, fly. I blasted through the ceiling, and flew into the night. I felt a little unsteady, but I overcame it quickly. I flew over The Avenue, an outdoor shopping complex in my town. I decided to check out The Icing, a Claire’s-type jewelry store. There were a few people in there, but not many. I saw a pair of pretty, dark blue dangly earrings, and took them (stealing isn’t something I’d ever do in waking life, no idea why I decided to do it in the dream). I put them on, and flew out of the store. Then, I remember being on the ground again, and trying to will a hand-held mirror into my hands so I could see the earrings. Nothing happened. Then, for some reason, I tried to will fire to appear in my hands. All I got was smoke. In all my excitement of the LD, I had forgotten that verbal commands are what work best for me when I’m lucid, I suppose. I took off into the air again.

Then, I "woke up" in my mom’s car, and it was morning. We were driving, but I’m not sure where. I looked at the digital clock in the car, and it said it was 9:17. Crap! I had a 9:10 class, and I had missed it. I asked my mom what happened, and got no reply. All she told me was that I needed to take off my atrocious earrings.

Huh? I still had the earrings from my LD, only now they were bunches of blue, dangly bells. I started to get upset with myself for stealing them. Then, I thought about class again, and my brother asked me what I was going to do about that. I told him I didn’t know, and started recording my dream in my dream journal.

Then, I woke up for real, in plenty of time for class.

I'm usually excited to be LDing, but for some reason, the excitement this time was really intense. So intense that I couldn't remember any of my LD goals I have set.

I also seem to end up in a lot of giant warehouse-type places before I become lucid, or sometimes after. Hmm...very interesting.

Dream - Lucid

I did a guided relaxation track by Kelly Howell right before I fell asleep, and had a very intense, yet extremely happy dream. I felt it was very symbolic.

It was New Year's Eve 2010, going into 2011. It was nighttime, just before midnight, maybe an hour or so away. The air was warm, like a summer night. I was with my mom and dad, and was going to get my best friend whom I consider a sister, Mary Katherine (Mk). We were at a house in a cul de sac in our neighborhood, one that was apparently our house in the dream.

I had a feeling it was the end of the world, but I wasn't frightened at all. I was anticipatory and excited, yet I had this overwhelming sensation of calm. I went to go pick up Mk, and when we got back to the house, we got out of the car. I told Mk my feeling, and she seemed skeptical. Then, in the sky, I saw a big, circular opening in the clouds, and it was moving around quickly. I understood it to be God. It was kind if like something I saw in a music video once:

I told her to look up, and pointed out the hole in the clouds. Mk looked, and immediately said
"I know what that is."
We rushed over to the front porch, where my parents were. We told them about the phenomenon in the sky. My mom looked up and smiled. My dad scoffed. Even so, I didn't get frustrated or upset with him, because, even though he was skeptical, I knew he would be ok.

The winds picked up. It was almost like we were in the vortex of a tornado, but I could see the wind. It was clear, not dusty or dirty. Just clear. I can't explain it better than that. It blew all around us, and more kept coming in waves. Even though we were being hit by this wind, it did not phase us. It wasn't a harsh cold wind either, it was a cool wind that felt like it could blow us off our feet, but we stayed planted to the spot. My dad was getting frustrated, and said, very sarcastically,
"Oh right, God is sending mini tornadoes."
Then, he dropped a whole bunch of spoons he had been holding, frustrating him even more. My mom said, in her infamous "I'm-annoyed-with-your-father" voice,
"Calm down, Brad. You can't be in control of everything, you're not God!"
I was smiling. I still had this calm over me, despite my father's frustration and my mother's annoyance at him. I dropped to my knees, and my mom and Mk followed suit. We joined hands. My father still didn't understand what we were doing, and he voiced that. The tornado-like phenomena kept whipping up and blowing at us, but we could not be shaken.

~

I went to an elementary school choir concert. I had to sit by these girls who were talking about "horny sex" (is there any other kind? ). A little boy sat by me and saw I had a box of toys. I offered him a stuffed lion, but he said he was too old for that. He spotted a neon yellow bouncy ball and took that and started playing with it. I was not happy about it, because he kept throwing it around the aisles. I thought he'd get in trouble, in turn, getting me in trouble. He never did though. I feel like I went to the concert a few times in the dream.

Then, it turned into some Epic Mickey game, where I had to squirt paint thinner on this boss. We were in some big arena. It switched back and forth from me actually being in the game to me just playing it. The boss could still get me when the game was paused. Then, the boss was some vegetarian black lady, whom I kept trying to distract from trying to kill me by asking her questions about why she was a vegetarian.

So I didn't get ANY sleep last night, I think it's because I took Lunesta the 2 nights prior to last night (rare for me to even take it in the first place), and last night I didn't take any. But I've really been itching to post these ever since I re-discovered DV...this summer, and actually a few nights ago, I had some pretty intense dreams, which (I felt) carried a LOT of symbolism.

Dreams are in bold.

WARNING: These dreams are controversial. Proceed at your own risk.

Oh, and also, these are mostly notes...I'm trying to recall the best I can. I wish I had journal'd these right after I had them, but, it is what it is. Anyways, here we go!

I was being nailed to a cross. The ground was dirt beneath me, and the day looked overcast, but bright. I had this sense of duty, even though I was suffering. I knew that this was something that I had to do. Now, my cross has been raised, and I am hanging there, staring at all the people below me. I thought to myself something along the lines of "I have to do this." It was very intense. I wish I could recall more of the details that I was seeing throughout the dream, but they are blurry. The biggest thing I remember is the sense of duty I had. It was very strong.

I had many more dreams like this throughout the summer, some very graphic, some had things in place of the cross. In one I remember being nailed to a snowman, with the man I was dating at the time, Daniel, nailed to the other side. I got down from the snowman very easily, but he could not. I tried to get to the other side to help him, but I couldn't. I saw the side of his body, but I don't ever recall seeing his face. I just knew that he needed help getting down, and I couldn't do it.

I even remember seeing and examining the holes in my hands in one of these dreams, and it was incredibly realistic.

Now, fast-forward to the past couple of months...

A very dear friend of mine told me a couple of months ago that he could see auras, and he told me he saw mine as purple, and that it's always been purple. He's always had a 6th sense for people, but he only recently has been able to actually figure out what was going on, after talking to an African medicine man.

I was intrigued, to say the least, so I decided to look up some information on auras and auric sight. I even started trying to "see" auras through tutorials I've read. Anyway, that's all fine and dandy. Now, onto the dream. I had this one a few nights ago.

I don't remember much of this dream, but this part really stood out. I was looking at my reflection in the bathroom mirror for my aura, and all the sudden, I saw my third eye. It took over my vision. It was against a black background, shrouded in shades of purple and blue. It looked like an actual eye, but different. It had the shape of an eye and the details, but it was all blue and purple. It also almost looked "ancient" and was very intricate. I did not see any white in the eye where white was supposed to go, nor did I see any brown (my actual eyes are brown). It's so hard to describe, but I knew I was seeing my third eye, the brow chakra. It was very vivid and mysteriously beautiful.

Very strange dreams, I'd say. I have a history of weird, vivid, even symbolic dreams, though none have ever been to this extent. I'm glad I finally wrote these down somewhere.

I was on vacation with the T-hir family. I was standing on a coast, it was cold and the sun was not shining. Everything was cast over with a bright blue-gray. I had long desired to ride on a boat, so I decided to do so. There was a huge mountain across the ocean. I wanted to go there, but i don't know why. I got into a boat and I rowed it. the water was wild, slashing around me and entering the boat. I steered on, completely astonished at the beauty.



I came upon the surf tormented rocky shore. Reem and I ventured across it into a huge, brightly lit cave. Her mother, family, and my family were there. There was a rocky formation of some type of well in the cave. I looked into it, and I saw a rabbit identical to Zooni. The character was different however. The rabbit jumped out of the well, much to everyone's shock. It hopped over to Reem, and she played around with it. They seemed to get on well. I wanted the rabbit to come over to me, so we could play. I felt as if I obviously connected better with rabbits, and plus i longed to play with it. I approached the bunny, and I tried to stroke it. I recalled stroking my own Zooni, and how she would simply relax and lay down, half-asleep as I stroked her fur. This rabbit skittered around me, it was afraid of me and didn't want to play with me. It escaped from my hand and went back to Reem. As Reem stroked it in the way I had, it fell down into a sleeping position, and i smiled, recalling when Zooni did that. I had forgotten all about it.

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Frag about school.