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My dream was this:

So me and a friend made a video called "interview with grandma" It's basically my grandma talking then without warning or reason her head just explodes. The special effect look like there from a old eighties horror film. My fiend was the only who made this happen and doesn't tell me so I'm watching the video and her head explodes scaring the hell out of me. I jump and because it shocked me so bad in my dream it caused me to wake up and completely forget what happened previously in my dream
It was four in the morning when this dream woke me up so I went back to sleep and in my second dream me and my friend become youtube stars because of that video.

I really wish I could remember what I was doing in my first dream before I watched that video because I know it was something epic.

Okay, so I woke up, sat up, crossed my legs, and fell asleep again.
Somewhere in that sleep (I probably slipped right back into my REM sleep-stage), I dreamed that I was back at my Church's old building. I was sitting on the floor of the foyer next to a water fountain and was talking to [one of] my brother[s] about something he'd recorded. He was handing me SD cards from a holder of sorts as he was talking because he wasn't sure which one was the one we were looking for. I, on the other hands, was checking the contents of the cards on a sort of netbook. Sort of. It wasn't easy to do so because my ten-year-old niece was sitting in my lap at the time so that I had to reach around her to get to the netbook.
Oh, well. Life's tough.
Anyways, after about four of these cards, my brother handed me a ZIP disc which he remembered that the video was on. (was it a video?) Because my hands were busy working with the netbook-ish thing, I actually bit it at the corner and held it in my mouth instead. I tapped my niece on the head with it for squirming to much and was about to ask my brother if he had a ZIP drive to read the disc with when I woke up.
Only about ten minutes had passed in waking life, but the deam was more like twenty.
But I woke up. And my legs were asleep. >_<

First

There is some free japanese course video that I’ve found online. I’m watching it with F, but not really learning much. The stuff seems familiar and the course is in Swedish. It’s good to review, though.

Second

This was actually a rather long dream, but with nothing much happening. I was mostly just looking out the window and walking about.

I’m in a conference center. I’ve been watching a video in one of the seminar rooms on the third floor. When I look out the window I notice it’s late. There is a tall building opposite to the one I’m in, on the other side of the yard.

I go down the stairs to find someone. The lobby is very high and grandiose. I don’t find them, but I notice that the building on the other side of the yard is not visible from the first floor. A waiter tries to offer me a drink, but I refuse. I go back up to see if the building is still there, but don’t get there before I wake up.

all I can remember from this is sitting in my den with my friend and
I was showing him a video on youtube

I really wish I had become lucid, because I think I really should have. For one thing, the video was very blurry, and my friend is very careful when I show him stuff online, but he was fine with it.

A man is videotaping him with women that are wearing pink shirts. He is talking to this one white lady and then after hes donw talking to her, he drives down a road and sees a black lady with atleast two or more pink shirts on. Something happens in the conversation, I think he calls her a man-whore and he starts tearing her shirts off and she tries to pull them away from him.

Fragments

1. I was walking down my street and I saw a massive aeroplane. I think I went in but I'm not sure. I really should've gone lucid at that point. I think it was a jumbo.

2. I was in in a videogame and some family were in an apartment. The boy did something in his room, he was wearing a checkered vest and shirt.

3. I was in a new WWE'12 videogame. I saw Magneto and he did some magnetic pulse thing that pushed the ropes.

Dream 1
I was playing Saints Row The Third and I was around an industrial section of the city. I saw some Luchadores (a gang in the game) and I ran away as they shot at me (I probably did this because of some footage I've seen, where the guy was getting shot but went to fight a pedestrian instead).

Then I went to an open area of road. It goes fuzzy from here so I'm just gonna set the scene.

It was day time and it was still an industrial area. There were people around, someone was wearing red or had something red at this point. Thats all I remember.

Whenever I am playing a video game in a dream:

If it is a computer game, I am almost completely immersed in the game reality that I forget about anything else around me (unless I'm talking to someone before I started playing and while playing). Aion and Sims 3 has always been a complete immersion/seperate dream since I can remember.

If it is a console video game (on TV) I am usually a little less immersed in it's reality. The visuals of the dream are only the game reality (in 3D and peripheral vision etc), but I think I still acknowledge the living room if I want to. I hear voices around me as well if anyone is speaking. If the dream is hazier that usual, the game completely turns into another dream, no matter the kind of game.

Perhaps this could indicate how the brain works when playing games or watching television?


Also I've noticed that I seem to associate a type of a kind of comfortable (not sure how to describe) wealth with the colour red, and the material of wood or marble, as I have many mansion or wealthy building dreams with red carpet or people with red outfits and dark wooden walls etc.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was probably at "my family's house." My brother and mother were around. I don't know about other people. My brother was having me act out something, and he was possibly also video taping it. It may have been a movie or a music video.

We were in a number of different bedrooms. My view was always kind of tight and low, as if I were the height of a child, with not much attentiveness to my environment. The rooms always seemed kind of small and barren, with white walls and slightly harsh incandescent light.

In a couple of instances, my brother seemed to tower above me. But our relationship was still of me as the big brother to him as the little brother. He seemed to want to impress me with whatever his video project was. I seemed to think the project was cool, and I was happy to be a part of it.

At some point my brother needed me to act like a "cool person." So I needed to wear black jeans. (WTF?) I may also have needed to wear a belt with square steel studs on it. My brother and I went searching through closets for the perfect black jeans. My mother was in one of the rooms where my brother and I were going through the closet.

At another point, we were outside the house. It was night. We may have been far from the house, possibly even in a parking lot. My brother knelt (below me now) at something like a toy chest full of jeans. There seemed to be plenty of black jeans. But none of them were right for some reason.

At another point we were in the house again, looking through a closet full of blue jeans. (I'm pretty sure that at this point my brother was much taller than I again, like I was a little kid.) My brother thought that, if all else failed, we could at least use the blue jeans. But they were all too big for me. So they were no good, too.

By this point I may have been walking around in no pants, just walking around in my underwear from place to place, looking for black jeans.

Dream #2

I was outside on a pleasant, sunny day. My view fluctuated from the left to the front. I seemed to be in the wilderness, in some open area with bare soil. It may have been on a piece of land for a cabin, or something like that. In both of my views I saw piles of stuff, like piles of discarded household items and furnishings.

I also, somehow, seemed to be reading a message from another website I participate on. My friend, MY, was telling another person, or a group of people, that she didn't judge some boy on the site for something or other.

MY then said, "----- (a man) and ----- (a woman) and I are going to have a baby. I'm pregnant with the baby. And when he walks around the yard, and his pants and diaper drop off, and I see his little bottom, I don't judge him. I think it's cute."

As I looked in front of me, there seemed to be a beam, like an upright beam of wood for the frame of a house. There also may have been other rubble, mostly wood, around the beam. Just beyond the beam there may have been a pile of household goods of some kind or another.

I have a room at my mate westy's house... Well hes more of an acquaintance but in the dream, hes my mate. Im sitting on a sofa with a sofa to my left which is facing the tv screen, westy and a couple of other people are sitting on that sofa. Me and joe are on this one. we light up a spliff and put on the xbox... It turns on and shows a clip that westy has edited... I watch a few and find them really entertaining... They all start the same, westy wakes up from a dream, describes his dream and solves a problem, then he edits it just to make it funny towards the end and even adds effects etc.

I pass out in the dream and wake up again later, everyone is looking at me, i tell them that "the video made me trip out HARD man!!!" everyone laughs.

I watch a couple more of these videos and tell westy that they are really cool, its amazing how he goes to sleep, dreams and solves a problem when he wakes up. He smiles and tells me he thinks so too, and that it is a useful skill to have. I agree and tell myself i want to make a video dream journal as well.
Westy skins up a beast of a zoot and we all smoke another joint and watch another video. Kate & darvz come through a door shouting "yooooooooo!!!!!" and sit next to me... They skin up straight away and i notice its my turn to so i begin to roll a fathead.

A woman i do not recognise enters the room, she is much older than the rest of us and is quite plump. She calls me by my name and says something along the lines of "Hiya Ben, Just lookin for my skins, love." she comes over to me as if she is searching for something and i snap out of my trance, "sorry, what are we looking for?" i ask.
"my rizzla, duck. Have you seen it?"
"no" i say and then she finds it, right next to me... Picks it up and walks back over to the other side of the room from me.

Westy says its time to play a game, its a really cool game like a mix between halo and command & conquer. I play around with the sniper class and decide that i like it as im getting quite a few headshots. We play a few round on this weird purple-ish level with loads of grav-lifts, i keep going up the grav-lifts then using a jet pack to keep in the air and sniping people, i get tons of headshots with this method.

I am suddenly on a gaming rig set up in the middle of the room and joe is just behind me on another rig... And we are playing PC not xbox any more. Me and joe are joining the same server, for some reason it doesnt let joe join but i am already playing.. I am trying to snipe but the enemies are too far away and look like little red blobs... Im hitting them but not killing them, if i kill them it seems to be pure luck.

We decide to watch another of westy's dream vids on youtube and i decide to make my own video dream journal. Suddenly everyone is leaving, and we are at my parents house, i walk keirnan and frenchy out of the front door, up the drive and i sit on the wall next to our driveway... Keirnan tells me that people want to go to town, he asks me to come, i say i cant afford it and he seems a bit upset. He tells me that he doesnt think the girls will want to go town but he wants to start drinking ASAP. He tells me "maybe the girls will buy me a few drinks, quick lets get them to a bar"

I wake up.

This dream was incredibly vivid, and I seem to remember it in a more linear fashion than most dreams.
I was at school, after the day had finished for some kind of lesson. I don't recall what teacher we had, but I believe he was Mr Ryan, one of the most racist and sexist teachers at my school. We were in the metal/wood work block, waiting to find out what classroom we were going to be having the lesson in, and someone said to use Mr Gill's room.

We walked across to the social sciences block, and up the stairs to his room, where the door wasn't locked and we went inside. For some reason though, there was no power in the classroom, and we needed Mr Gill to come turn it on for us. I checked out the window, and Mr Gill was standing in the parking lot with his arms folded staring into the distance. Mr Ryan called out to him, and he came up to the classroom.

We turned on a video for our lesson on the projector, though the board was on the wrong side of the room compared to usual. Mr Ryan and Mr Gill were standing behind me, and they started having a conversation about a very rude student, due to how rude Cowan was being. I accidentally pressed a switch on a powerboard with my foot, and turned out two of the rows of lights. This confused me, as they're controlled by switches on the wall, but when I looked up I noticed they were plugged into an extension cable, and it made sense, since I'd just turned off that plug. When I looked up again, a different set of lights were on, in a staggered sort of patter. I didn't want to mess with the switch any more, since I might have been in trouble for fiddling with the lights if I did.

I tuned back into the conversation the teachers were having behind me about the student, and they were talking about how he had severe problems, and had killed himself. I don't remember the boy's name, but I'd thought I'd heard of him before, but I'm not sure I actually know him. Mr Ryan started talking about how it was good riddance, while Mr gill said it was tragic. Cowan butted in, saying how he knew how it happened - that he'd spun out his WRX and he was an idiot because he couldn't control it. I told him how he was being really disrespectful, but I had a bit of trouble wording the sentence. Mr Gill agreed with me, and Cowan said
"Whoa! Someone actually agreed with Alex on something." I was getting really sick of him being so rude. I pulled out my laptop, and loaded up a computer forum which is normally blocked at school. Tim was surprised that it was unblocked and he'd never known before.

When I woke up after this dream, I transitioned out into SP without moving. I gained too much awareness, though, and found my throat was extremely dry and I was sleeping on my arm, which was already really sore. I swallowed a few times, and figured I wouldn't be able to DEILD because there was too much noise and light, so I got up and wrote this into my DJ instead, but it's nice to see I could have DEILD'd!

My dream had to do with people from my school/class making a video (I guess like a montage) of our senior year. I remember being picked to star in one of the bigger scenes, but decided to give my role to someone else. Time lapse and I'm now in a classroom with the desks facing the center of the room, where a teacher is standing. I don't remember much, but I think we were going to collaborate on writing a song.

For the past few days I have almost completely forgotten my RCs and ADA. I am going to try to start it up again today, though.

I am in training to drive a big rig.

I dreamed I was watching an old training video for trucking. My road instructor was in the movie; he was
about 25 years younger than he is in waking life.

I was at the ocean. I think I had given my brother a small video camera that you could clip on.
I was on my computer, watching what the video camera saw. I trained the camera on a young lady
riding a surf board in on her stomach.

I looked for the camera to see how I could look down and point and zoom in exactly where I wanted.
I found the camera was clipped onto a sailboat. I have a friend who's father just bought a 24' sailboat for my friend to stay on in San Francisco.

I was able to control the camera, and zoomed in on the surfer. She was wearing a read bikini. I tried
to see her breasts, but no luck. Then I checked out some other ladies, but couldn't see anything there
either.

Then I was in a lake. I was holding on to a jeep that was floating in the water like a dock. The water
under the jeep was cold. Someone was poking fun at me because I needed to hold on to the jeep. I can swim, but I don't like the water. I wasn't really upset by the guy, but I decided to show him I could swim.

I gave him a waterproof, handheld video camera and told him to video me. I gave him time to hit the play button, but I almost dove off before he had time to record me. I gave him just a second, then without
hesitation I did a back dive into the water. Very uncharacteristic of me in waking life.

I seemed do dive down really deep. I had plenty of breath, but got nervous anyway. As I swam, I felt my body at an angle like I never started to level off or head back up, so I started swimming upward to get air.
I swam and swam and started getting nervous. Finally I did come up for air, but that is where the dream ended.

I dealt with a forgotten situation mixed with a false awakening and ended up saying to myself, "I could have become lucid (if I had done something differently in my dream). I woke up disappointed that I missed that dream sign.

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I dreamed a dog was dragging something. Our pet rats were making a ruckus.

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I had a dream about my Dad's old house. As usual, I was around back. The house is on a hill, but in my dream, the hill was held up by a wall which was collapsing. I was talking to someone and agreed to
shore it up which required tightening some screws to push the wall back. There was a train track dividing
the land in my dream.

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I had done a video project on things falling; parachuters and meteorites were the two that I actually thought of in the dream.

I started watching the video and it started with an intro scene I can't remember. Then it went to a scene of these ladies dancing. They looked the right size based on the perspective in one sense, but a giant hand came down to make it look as though the hand was making the ladies spin. The hand was not designed to look giant either. The hand only looked large and the ladies small relative to each other. It was strange, and had nothing to do with the theme of the falling things.

I was waiting for the real part of the video to start to see my editing work. Then the scene went to Jennifer Love Hewitt. She was sitting on her butt on the floor in a dress with stockings. Her legs were open, but the angle did not show her. Then the angle slowly turned to show her crotch. It was a playboy shot rather than a Penthouse shot (taste versus detail). She had a thick landing strip. That was great.

Then there were more women in a lesbian orgy scene. It was great, but I was waiting for the real part of the movie to begin. I turned around to see a lesbian woman I used to work with watching the video. When I saw her she kind of chuckled and walked away, though I looked back later and she was there again. I tried to tell her that this wasn't the real point of the video.

Eventually the lesbian scene stopped, but so did the dream. Maybe I woke up. I really don't know.