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    1. Dream Journal Entry #6: Pancakes at the Movies, and a Greek Myth!

      by , 06-06-2018 at 08:23 PM
      Fragment: I was at the movies in Toronto with my parents (again in Toronto with my parents?) watching the new Star Wars movie. My mom was hungry and so I convinced my dad to come get food. We lined up at a breakfast place, waited till we were at the cashier, and ordered pancakes.

      We found ourselves in the theatre watching the movie. There were three characters: two unrecognizable actors and Leonardo DiCaprio with a rigid expression, commenting on the apparent state of danger in the current scene.

      I'm no longer at the movies, but rather following a woman. I notice she is flying toward a large sailing ship in the middle of a gigantic whirlpool. All the sailors scurry in fear of being sunk and yet as the woman perches herself onto the railing of the ship, all the men stop and watch her. I'm observing, floating from behind, as her legs change into a snake's tail (like a mermaid, but a snake).

      Total Dream Sign Count
      Inner Awareness = 2
      Action = 2
      Form = 6
      Context = 2

      Total LD's/Dream = 0/6 = 0%

      Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!
    2. Dream Journal Entry #5: Break-dancing Audition and the Antidote to Devil's Breath!

      by , 06-05-2018 at 03:06 PM
      Dream: I was in a gym, rolling (a term equivalent to sparring in BJJ) with some unknown person. I had earphones in and was listening to a song by Flatbush Zombies*. The instructor came over to me, as I was in side mount, placed his hand on my back and signaled for the rolling session to be over. He lined the rest of those in the gym in a line with me and called out the names of those who would move onto compete in a break-dancing competition. Me and some other unknown people were chosen. I seemed very excited to be chosen. I told the instructor it was because I was listening to FZ* that I was able to perform. [My memory of the events that follow are vague...]

      My parents are driving me out of the city of Toronto, surrounded by a few high rises, leading onto an overpass. I mention that this was not the way to the hotel where the audition would take place. My parents turn around and we head to the hotel [Vague...]

      I'm walking through a thin hallway with the instructor who I assume is leading me to the competition. We end up in a room outside where my friend 'BB' blows dust in my face several times, each time I grow irritated. I continue to follow the instructor who leads me to his black van. He slides the side door open which reveals two large tubs full of compacted keef and one seat which the instructor is sitting on, gesturing for me to come in.

      Side notes:
      I attempted a MILD, but I don't think I performed it correctly.

      Total Dream Sign Count
      Inner Awareness = 2
      Action = 1
      Form = 4
      Context = 2

      Total LD's/Dream = 0/5 = 0%

      Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!

      Updated 06-05-2018 at 03:25 PM by 95100

      non-lucid , side notes
    3. Houses

      by , 03-01-2012 at 04:55 AM
      I was in Toronto with N, but it was like we were in a game. It didn't look like any part of Toronto I've been to, but I knew it was. We split up to go on different routes, and we had to break into people's houses to find certain things. Sometimes there would be someone home when I started opening the door, and I had to run away, weaving through backyards and side-streets. It was a lot of fun. It was also very pretty everywhere I went; it was in the afternoon which was warm and sunny with an orangey glow, and all the houses and yards were beautiful and huge. I wish I could remember more.
    4. Fragments

      by , 02-11-2012 at 04:14 PM
      Longest one was Toronto again, looking for a movie to watch...then something about starting a new unit in some school...and one about watching the next ep of Gurren Lagann and it was really intense. Didn't get a very good sleep on the floor, lol.
    5. Rainbow cat

      by , 01-27-2012 at 12:22 AM
      - I dreamt I was in a shared dream with N, and we both knew it, but I wasn't really lucid. We were 'practising' something, not sure what, for a rave we were going to go to. We did it a few times, and I think we were able to teleport back to the start to try it again. I think we were in Toronto, but the area reminds me slightly of the outside of a movie theatre in my city. I was in my pink HK pyjamas and I think he was in PJs as well, and we said we'd be wearing our pants and stuff when we did it IWL.

      After a few tries he said he wanted to do some dream stuff. We went over to a portal of sorts to the left of the building we were near. It was a glowing yellow rectangle on the ground that was maybe 2'x1'. He created or summoned some sort of creature from it, and so I decided to try that as well. I said, "rainbow cat!" and a brightly glowing yellow mass emerged from the portal. Within a few seconds it started forming into the shape of an animal, and the glow faded away to reveal a small, very fluffy cat with rainbow fur. It was like each clump of ~10 strands of fur or so was a different colour, and the effect was really pretty. I picked her up just before waking up.

      - A fragment in which I got in trouble with an older woman more than once for dragging my feet when I walked. I don't usually do that.

      - An even smaller fragment which involved me doing badly on an exam. This was the night before I had exams, but I wasn't too worried about them.
    6. More fragments

      by , 12-02-2011 at 12:23 PM
      These hardly seem worth writing down in detail lol but I might as well...

      - N came to my house and made veggie chicken nuggets in the microwave. I talked about my toaster oven. He went in the fridge and got BBQ sauce. I asked if he'd ever tried it with honey. He said no and I got some and he tried it and it was good. xD

      - I was in some sort of class, possibly art, and someone was supposed to play like...some Christmas song? or something? So they played it but it was Save Me by Darren Styles, except I was the only one who noticed, and everyone else thought it was a Christmas song.

      - Toronto. Again. Nothing really happened.

      I took some B6 and had quite a few more dreams but didn't write them down and forgot.
    7. Interrupted adventures

      by , 11-18-2011 at 07:53 PM
      - I was back in Toronto with N (went last week), and we were heading to the hotel we stayed at. When we got there though, there was some sort of event going on, and it cost $12 to get in. It didn't look anything like it really does. There was a lineup in front of a white booth where you paid this woman to get in.

      We got up there and learned the woman was the new owner. She said it was going to be $12, and I asked if that was for each of us or for both, but she didn't answer. I realized I only had a 10 so I asked N if I could borrow the rest (lol as usual). As we were talking I set my backpack on the floor and tried to give the woman my $10, but she refused to accept it. I asked why, but she was just making strange gestures and I couldn't understand. Then N said "we can't go in, your backpack is too dirty." I looked down and there was a bit of greyish dirt on top of my backpack. I thought this was ridiculous but we had to leave.

      Once we got out, N told me there was another way into the building. We went around the back and found the room we had stayed in, then climbed up the wall and into a space between the top of the wall and the roof, which led directly into the room. We emerged into the room and I looked down. We were really high up and I was afraid to jump down. N assured me it was fine and jumped right down onto the rolling desk chair right below us which was somehow okay. I was still scared but managed to find a way to hang down from the ledge and slowly climb down.

      We both ended up on the floor between the bed and the fireplace, and there were a bunch of grocery bags full of snacks around us that I knew were ours somehow but we hadn't brought. There were lots of empty bottles and cartons on the mantle that looked exactly like the ones we'd left there for a while, lol. There was also a small bottle of makeup remover there, and I found a ziploc bag containing three travel sized fancy skincare products. I wanted to take them but I didn't know whose they were.

      We found it funny that we actually made it, and I quickly got up and locked the door, but I was a bit loud. The door was a bit further forward than it really is. I sat back down, but suddenly we heard the owner lady outside the door. We started talking loudly in different voices so she would think there were guests inside and not come in. After a minute I realized N was talking about us smoking, and I was like 'wait dude you probably shouldn't say that'. The woman stopped outside our door and said something like, 'oh, those are cute voices you're using!' and I heard keys. We were like 'shit' and started trying to figure out a plan that also involved bringing all our snacks. Then I heard the door open, and...I woke up to my mom opening my door. :|

      - I went back to sleep after, thinking about the dream, but instead ended up in another one at my grandmother's house with N. I was in the living room and I knew he was in the playroom. There were a bunch of older people around but I didn't recognize any of them. I was trying to get some snacks because we had discovered that in the back of the playroom closet, there was a door with stairs that led to part of a massive secret underground lair/community of some sort, and we were going to go explore it.

      In front of the living room window there were all these bags of food, but I felt awkward taking it since it wasn't mine. Most of the bags were empty, but I grabbed a bag of what I thought were mini Coffee Crisps. I squished the bag a bit and it felt like something all crushed up was inside, but I took it anyway. As I went to the playroom, this blond hippie looking dude with dreads and round glasses who for some reason I knew was 19 followed me. He was all 'heyyy where are you going? who's that?' and we were trying to get away. I got there and opened the bag of coffee crisp, but it was full of tiny gravel. :| Explains the texture.

      So I went back to the living room with it, and realized when I got there that there was a hole in the bottom and it was trailing bits of gravel. One of the people got mad at me, but I was like 'it wasn't my fault!' I grabbed a handful of ruffled bbq chips from a bag and went back again. The hippie dude followed me in exactly the same way. When I got there I said "this is all I could find" and held out the handful of chips, and N took them all and ate them immediately. We were just about to finally head downstairs when I woke up. What a waste of time getting snacks lol.

      - Also this was from earlier but I forgot about it so I'm putting it here. I was at someone's house and I left a bag of weed next to the fridge. I dunno what we were doing but there was this weird floating worm creature, possibly on a skateboard and wearing glasses, that everyone was just treating normally but was slightly annoyed by. Then it told my mom I smoked weed. I was like 'wtf what did you do that for' and it was like 'lol'. My mom was like 'we need to have a talk when we get home', but we eventually went home and there was no talk, so everything seemed fine.

      These dreams had so much potential but just ended up being boring lol
    8. Flying between Toronto and London, Ont.

      by , 10-28-2006 at 05:00 AM (Visions in the Dark)
      There is a large three story house on the side of a dark hill (I don't know why the hill was dark, it just was). People are vigorously running from room to room and from floor to floor. I cannot remember why now but it had something to do with music, (like musical chairs except on a house-wide scale or something?) I kept seeing several boys from my past (including a boy I used to call Rob "Pigwater") and some men that I like now, regardless if they are real or fiction. I did not feel really connected to anyone, like they just saw through me and I was just watching from a distance.

      Before all of the music and running around started, I begged my parents for my own room, because I had to share one with two people I don't know or like on the third floor. There is a small room on the third floor that is empty and hardly used and I wanted it. When I finally get the room, I do not keep it clean and this leads to a house-wide hide-and-seek or something, though I can no longer remember how.

      I tire of the noise and craziness going on inside, and especially of a dark, unidentifiable man who was following me through the house, and I crawl out of the tiny window in my new room and onto the roof. I suddenly realize that I am not in my hometown of London, Ontario and I need to get back there so I can attend my theapy session when the morning comes. It is dark out and there is several hours before the sun will rise, so I am confident that I will make it.

      Large, flowing white wings srpout from my back and am excited to have them, but my parents appear in a window and tell me that they don't think I'll make it and that I am wasting my time. I spread my wings and jump from the roof. While I can fly, I have trouble staying at a certain hight. I cannot seem to get above the powerlines, not because of the lines themselves, but because of an invisible force that keeps pushing me down when I try to fly at a certain hight. I am also disoriented at first and have trouble figuring out which way is west.

      I try to fly so that no one sees me, but that becomes impossible when the sky begins to lighten as dawn approaches and I have to to ignore anyone who stares or hollers at me. Not long after people start to notice me flying through the air, I sense a sinister force behind me and I am forced to land in a field that has a large hole in it. I dive into the hole hoping to lose my pursuer. There is an extensive underground cave system and I run into Vincent Valentine (from FF7) while trying to navigate it. Vincent attaches something to his belt or penis (I cannot remember which now) and asks for oral sex, saying that it will give him the power to defeat the sinister presence that is chasing me.

      Somewhat unsettled, I leave the cave without providing requested service and fly away. The sinister presence seems to be gone for now so I just try to enjoy gliding through the sky and feel the morning chill in the air as the sun begins to rise. Even though I am facing west as I fly, the sun is rising directly infront of me though I think nothing of it in the dream. As the sun rises, I begin to feel heavy. It becomes very difficult to fly without intense concentration on flapping my wings. I can do it, but I also become very disoriented direction wise, and because facing the sun all the time is blinding me.

      I see a tall building made of golden coloured glass ahead of me. It has a very gothic, yet modern design. I sense the sinister presence getting close behind me again so I fly to the building and land on a ledge. I try to move around on the glass surface discreately, but only end up drawing more attention to myself. The people on the inside of the building gather and stare at me. Feeling uncomfortable, I fly away from there and continue towards London, though I am forced to look down a lot because the rising sun is directly in my eyes. It is at this point that I suddenly realize that the sun is rising in the wrong place. I know that I am heading in the correct direction but I am perplexed as to why the sun is rising in the west and not the east, like it is supposed to.

      I finally reach London but because I am very tired, I can only fly a few metres above the ground. I end up flying underneath a steel bridge that is painted bright red, trying to avoid pedestrians and cars. Somehow I have aquired a red hardhat, though it is conveinient because I kept bumping my head on the bottom of the steel bridge.

      I do not make it to the hospital for my therapy session because I am suddenly back in Toronto laying on the bed in my new room. I am trying to explain to my dad that I am going to attend my session through astral projection and I will write everything down when I return to my body, or something.