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    1. The ugly, and the beautiful side, of my Subconscious.

      by , 04-27-2012 at 03:12 AM (My Dream Records)
      Black means non lucid
      Orange means semi lucid
      Blue means lucid
      Red means dream characters talking
      Purple means possible shared dreaming person
      Green means notes

      Got it? Great! enjoy as always.

      WARNING!!!
      THE FOLLOWING DREAM CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC NATURE, AND VERY DISTURBING DETAILS, THAT MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN.
      PARENTAL DISCRETION IS ADVISED.........



      Dream #1 The ugly side of my subconscious.


      Spoiler for 18+ Only:



      I am shapeshifted back into my regular form. I walk down the dark hallway looking for the little boy finally finding him balled up in the corner crying. I look at the boy and get down on both knees and tell the boy im sorry you had to hear that and see what you seen. I apologize for my nature of handling that, Sometimes i can get a bit angry when someone harms an innocent child, or hurt anyone for that matter. The little boy mentions to me, that he understands, and he was only frightened by the noises he heard in the halls. I grab him by the hand and we walk the the dark hallway. "Tell me, if you could go anywhere in the world, or do anything your heart desires...what would you want to do?" He mentions go flying in a world full of candy.

      Quite typical of little kids. I hear my beethoven music in the distance and give him my hawk coin totem. "Here take this, i will be your guide, and come to protect you if you are ever in danger ok?" He nods his head. I lead him thru a door full of candy and i wake up.

      Dream #2 The beautiful side of my Subconscious.





      Im in a casino around a blackjack table rubbing my hawk coin totem. The song Miguel sure thing is playing in the background. A few women are near me saying..
      "Goodluck handsome, we will be waiting for your by the bar."
      Im nodding my head rubbing my hawk coin totem. Im on a hot streak and cash in my winnings. I head over to the bar to see two beautiful women (Don't know their nationality) they looked arab or indian or possibly island carribean. One of the women was wearing a long red dress with beautiful shiny black mules and a french pedicure on her toes. The other woman was wearing a long sleeve purple sweater and some black jeans with some black flats and had a very exotic look to her face.

      I buy the women drinks and we head back to my place, where i am dancing with them and we end up having a threesome together. Thats all i can remember and i wake up and record the dream.

      Notes: My 1st dream clearly shows my protective nature to protect the innocent. It also shows my ugly nature when extremely pissed off.

      My 2nd dream clearly shows how sweet and charming i can be to those i care about around me. Overall i am fairly happy with my recall, and my dreams.

    2. Girls just want to have fun.

      by , 04-24-2012 at 09:12 PM (My Dream Records)
      Black means non lucid
      Orange means semi lucid
      Blue means lucid
      Red means dream characters talking
      Purple means possible shared dreaming person
      Green means notes

      Got it? Great! Enjoy.

      Dream #1 Tickling Fiesta.

      Im in a huge hotel suite with a bunch of college chicks. There are all different mixtures of women in the hotel room. There is this one girl wearing a Jason Vorhees mask, walking up to the girls and making that whispering sound like in the Jason flicks. She wiggles her fingers as she does it, i guess to let them know she is about to tickle them. She tickles this blond girl while she was on her celphone talking to someone. The girl in the Jason mask tickles her like there is no tommorrow. The blond girl begs her to stop screaming and laughing at the same time. I get up laughing from the couch and head to the kitchen to look for something to eat. After i close the fridge, The girl with the Jason Vorhees mask starts approaching me, wriggling her fingers as she walks slowly towards me.

      I tell her to chill as i am getting serious and start backing up in the corner. Other girls walk in egging her on even more yelling..
      "DO IT, DO IT, TICKLE HIM, TICKLE HIM!"
      The girl in the Jason mask tickles me all over until i wake up laughing in my bed.

      Dream #2 Wow, how did you do that?

      Im now in a basement at a table with a bunch of the college girls from my previous dream.
      We are all sitting around playing cards listening to music, i believe Jimi Hendrix purple haze was playing in the background. One of the girls (Who kinda looks like Sandra Bullock) asked me if i can come outside with her for a min while she smokes her Cigarette. We sit outside on the porch, its night time. She says..
      "I love a good smoke and staring up at the stars." Its so beautiful up there.
      "Yes it is." Hey let me show you something. I take my finger, and draw up in the night skies. I draw a man and a woman holding hands running across the Skies.
      "Wow that is Amazing!"
      I then take my finger and draw two birds flying off in the distance.
      "Wow, how did you do that?"
      "Im an artist, and i like to express my creativity. She gives me a seducing look up and down while puffing her Cigarette and says..
      "Mmmhmm i see."
      We stare up into the night skies and the dream fades.

      Dream #3 Stoned with chicks.

      Im in a clouded room getting stoned with a bunch of chicks. (Don't smoke anymore in RL) They are dancing and laughing away all while some Reggaeton music is playing in the background. (Thats all i remember from that dream)

      Final dream: Sweetest Taboo.





      Im in a bedroom making out with this Carribean chick. That song Sweetest Taboo by Sade is playing in the background. The woman looked carmel complexion, had long sandy brown curly hair, big beautiful brown eyes and full lips. After we both finish satisfying eachother with foreplay and sex, we both roll over and lay there catching our breaths. We look over at eachother and start laughing. The dream fades and i wake up.

      Notes: Im happy that i remembered all that i did. Though i could've remembered more. The 2nd dream, i clearly was somewhat lucid..but i won't mark this as a lucid dream. Overall can't complain, its always good getting a little action with the ladies.


    3. Blade Runner to Blackpool. Possibly meeting a dream guide.:)Thoughts???

      by , 04-18-2012 at 03:39 PM
      So, last night I had the most successful number of dream recalls in a long time.
      Dream 1
      This dream began in a cafe that I frequent quite regulary at University. Instead of looking out onto University buildings, it had an aspect that encompassed a futuristic city skyline. (I have had to research blade runner). It was my birthday but I vaugley sensed that something was wrong. I began to cry, upon which I ran into the stairwell followed by my friends. Suddenly I noticed that the lobby was huge, and a cross between a skyscraper lobby and the architecture of Epcot!!?! My mother was seen walking with someone from school, who I assumed had become her new daughter and then cried some more.Dream 2
      The second dream of last night was even more bizarre. I arrived back at what looked like my High school campus on a coach, presumably having been on a trip. The theatre or opera springs to mind but goodness knows why. I left my luggage on the coach and went to my University room (which looked nothing like it actually does). Alarm bells rang briefly as I wondered why it looked so strange-coming lucidity that I easily quashed when I believed that the student knocking at my door would take me back to the coach to get my luggage. I was anxious that the luggage would get driven off with. But the unknown third year boy reassured me that he ran the trip so would help get my luggage back if we missed the coach.Again, the architecture was somewhat futuristic but there was a lot of dark wood.Dream 3
      The third dream was more complex. I had accompanied a couple that I know well to London. ( I have been there recently) We booked into a travelodge, the female of the couple wouldnt let me take the single bed and made me sleep in the double with her boyfriend, watching us sleep all night. All perfectly innocent, just odd! We made it to the cafe bar downstairs in the hotel lobby where a number of people,including some I had just seen from afar in a pub the night before the dream, were having a meal. We played with Guinea Pigs, me all the time worrying that we would get thrown out for having animals. We did eventually, by a woman with dark,curly hair and apron as we broke a glass by accident. The couple and I mad eour way back upstairs in a lift and the by stairs. They ran ahead whilst I tripped and fell up the stairs throwing my luggage (which was the same as the previous dream and appeared from nowhere) everywhere. I feel asleep on the stairs, dreamed in the sleep in a hazy brown fog and woke up. I proceeded to climb the stairs to look for our room 4004. The male in the couple was some way ahead but he did not stop to get me. The corridors were oak pannelled and there were suddenly almost disney-like guides everywhere,wearing deer stalkers. I walked under the space-shuttle simulator..(I saw pictures of Discovery before bed.) and suddenly felt concious. I felt I should ask for help, and this ginger haired man appeared, fairly tall,wearing a red,tour guiding t-shirt. He showed me the way to go and led me down a corridor. The corridor became sandy, I could feel the sand beneath my feet. Looking to my right, I noticed that I was on Blackpool beach. I questioned how this could be. The tour guide decided to confide in me that his father was an alcoholic and taht he was here to help me. I questioned him, I asked, 'Why is the path suddenly a beach?We were in a corridor?' (Or words to that effect) His reply was quite inspirational: 'Just because you are on a path, it does not mean it is the right one'. We walked further down the beach, past a lot of people all in pairs, he pointed a large, white and lime green 50's style condo/house/mansion. I got images of the interior and then I woke up.

      So what have I learnt? My dreams last night were obviously characterised by anxiety but I put this down to the fact that I have a bad cold and Uni stress. What is interesting to me is A) the number of men in my dream. B) The lucidity I gained a little after falling asleep in a dream and the ginger haired man. That part of my dream was particulary lucid.

      Key dream themes: Anxiety,luggage ( lost,unpacked and left),Oak.

      I would appreciate your thoughts,have you ever questioned a dream character?Did you believe them to be guides or just a standard part of a dream?
    4. James Bond wants to show me something in Hawaii

      by , 03-31-2012 at 05:31 AM
      [img]http://peter.stillhq.com/jasmine/blog/oahu-scenery-1.jpg[/img]


      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m driving along a road, though I’m not sure where this is.I’m seemingly in the middle of nowhere, no identifying features in sight. Theroad is paved with dark asphalt, and either side is a flat landscape, mostlygreen grass. The sky is grey and I can’t see beyond the horizon.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]The vehicle I am in comes to a cliff edge, though stillthere are no identifying features to help me figure out where I am. The roadmakes a sharp descent over the cliff and spirals down the side in a verticalmanner. This road is impossibly steep,and spirals down for a long distance. I’m glad that I am in a rental vehiclebecause I don’t believe my SUV could handle the very narrow walls or roadway,or the low clearance. I can’t believe a road was made like this.[/SIZE][/FONT]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The spiral ends like the way it began, suddenly, and nearlyvertically, which would be impossible to transverse for most vehicles. Thevertical road intersects a horizontal road which leads to a vista of the ocean,surrounding mountains, and beautiful landscapes, and I realize I am in Hawaii!Immediately everything is in super-bright color and vivid detail, and I standthere looking around in awe of the scene.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I follow some other tourists towards the obviousdestination, a boat that is designed to show the local area to visitors. I walkout and I am on an open deck, the air around me is warm and the breeze isstrong. The boat moves out in to the water, though it never gets very far fromshore. Off to my left is a giant tanker, and as I pan my head right I can seehundreds of boats moving swiftly in a traffic lane, or some organized line ofboat traffic. The boats vary in size, shape, and function, and even ahelicopter is sputtering along on the water’s surface, which seems normalenough.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Many of the boats are spewing quite a bit of smoke, and atone point I thought there was a fire aboard a boat or two, but it turned out tojust be an incredible amount of thick black smoke.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I pull out my digital camera and take a few pictures. Thehills to the left, the sky and water, the boats, it’s all very colorful and Iwant to show it off.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Behind me and around the deck are rows of seats, and Ialternately sit in one and stand to take occasional pictures. At one point Iget up and start to grab the camera of the man next to me, which is on thefloor, and clearly not a digital like mine. I immediately apologize, tellingthe man, “I’m very sorry! My camera is just like this, and even the flash, butI left them back in the vehicle. Normally I would be taking pictures like thiswith that camera.” He seemed to understand, and turned back to converse withthe man next to him.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The boat returns to shore and I walk off, wondering what I’mgoing to do now. I look out and up and the landscape is a total tourist trap. Alarge waterslide dominates the hill in front of me, and I walk towards theamusement park. I don’t recall seeing it before the boat ride but here it is. Iturn around and look to my right and I can see shops and a city hundreds offeet below the hilltop that all this fun is located on. I walk back in thedirection of the boat, or docking area, and I encounter a group of people whoseem especially interested in one man in the center of their group. I recognizehim immediately as James Bond, but he now has long hair which is pulled backinto a ponytail. He appears to be in excellent shape, and slightly taller thanin the movies. His physical age looks like someone in their late 40’s or early50’s who has been taking care of themselves. [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I recognize you! You’re James bond! I love your movies! I’dreally just like to…shake your hand.” At first he seems reluctant to shakehands, as though he has been doing it all day, and perhaps he was expecting meto ask for something more. When I don’t request anything else he finally shakesmy hand. [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]While we were outside we are now inside some room where hechanges his outfit slightly, to something more appropriate for outdoors. [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“You want to see something? Come with me, I’ll show yousomething.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He leads me out of the room and to a river, or water chute,where he has me climb behind him on to a jet-ski type of machine, though atfirst I think we’re still on land. We take off at a fast rate of speed and nowwe are on a wide, slow-moving river, headed upstream. The pace is incredibleand I struggle to keep hold and not lose grasp of my camera. The scenery isbeautiful![/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We leave the city and the amusement area behind and proceedfurther in to the hills, all of which are lush with greenery. On some, whatappears to be fir trees cover the hillside, and among them hikers and outdoorenthusiasts can be seen enjoying the beautiful landscape. Even more bizarre isthat some hills have snow on them, some are top-covered and some have patchesof snow all the way down to the waterline. I attempt to take several picturesand some come out and some do not. My shutter is working slowly and does notcatch every image timely. [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]On my right and in some valley below us we pass a school,and perhaps a church or cemetery, though I never see any graves. It matters not;I’m too busy being in awe of how beautiful and lush Hawaii is. I’m takingpictures left and right, wanting to show everyone back home that Hawaii isnothing like what we see on television. As I understand it, Mr. Bond has brought me up a river and deep in tothe region to show me the real island treasure, something tourists never get tosee.[/SIZE][/FONT]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I understand why people live here, and why it’s one of thecalmest urbanized areas in the nation. I contemplate staying.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The ride takes some considerable time, and we pass numeroushills and valleys, all of which are some of the most vivid colors I have everseen. When we at last come to the end of the ride we are on a high hilloverlooking Honolulu. Beyond the city I can see the ocean and the mountainstypically seen in postcards and movies.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]James Bond dismounts the vehicle and steps on to a woodendeck and continues on in to what appears to be a motel room or somethingsimilar. I get off the vehicle and look around for a second. We are no longeron water when the ride stops but as I approach the motel area I feel like I ambeside a canal, or on some wharf. The lighting is dim, and the area seems seedyand unsavory, like one might expect from a dark alley in Venice at night orsome fishing community where people shut their doors and windows to avoiddrunken types.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk up to James who is on the sidewalk outside the roomand I suddenly find myself face-to-face with a beautiful young brunette woman,and she stares right in to my eyes. There is an odd mix of attraction and fearin her eyes, and she runs on past me. She is dressed in a pink nightgown thatdoesn’t reach her knees but doesn’t look smutty either.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]She disappears around the corner about fifty feet down fromus and James asks me if I want to follow. I nod and he says, “Yeah, you do, Ican tell.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We run to the corner where we last saw her and make anabrupt turn to our right. The hall becomes dark, but it clearly leads up to adoor which I take for a bathroom. “Ha!” I think, we know where she is now, thiswill be easy! [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I reach for the door and yank it open, but excitement turnsin to shock as I see the woman is held around the neck by a large, surly manwith bad teeth. He is holding a large knife and is clearly upset, and angry atour intrusion. He must be who she was running from and he must have corneredher here, or this is what I believe at the moment.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In a moment of bravado I grab for his wrist, attempting togain control of him and his weapon, but he is faster than I expected and heeasily sidesteps this move. He regains composure and lunges forward with theknife, and I have to duck swiftly to avoid a deep penetrating stab. He pullsback and I start to come up, and again he stabs forward with the knife, and itis pointed right in my face.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Easy!” I manage to say. “I don’t want to be stabbed in theface! Calm down!” At this point I realize he has me at a disadvantage and Imust wait for another opportunity. Oddly enough James Bond is nowhere to beseen and I feel abandoned. This is going to be really tough if I have to takeon this guy by myself, and the girl will suffer along with me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I am staring down the length of the knife, waiting while theangry man decides what to do. Behind the man is a view of a bathroom across thehall, and this opening is draped with a shower curtain. Behind the curtain andunseen by the angry man I can see James Bond coming up behind him, about tostrike him hard with a blunt object, and my spirits are momentarily lifted.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Mr. Bond makes his strike, but somehow the angry man becomesaware of the attack and strikes him in the neck with his knife. He pulls it outand James’ hand immediately goes to the wound. Bright red blood sprays out, andstarts pouring down his neck and shirt as he collapses at my feet. He appearsmortally wounded, and this is when everything seems really grave.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look down at his figure and then kneel down to help him.Something about the whole situation seems really familiar, and though I shouldbe horrified at this scenario I am no longer afraid. In fact, I am amused, andthe whole dream borders on lucidity.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m holding him up slightly from the floor, staring at thebright red blood, and then I lean in and whisper, “You can stop now. I saw allthis on Bourdain.” The familiarity of the situation becomes apparent to me as Irealize this whole scene had once played out on Anthony Bourdain’s show, NoReservations, which airs on the Travel Channel.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He doesn’t seem to realize what I’m saying and again Irepeat, “I saw all this on Bourdain.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He starts to get up, and he tells the angry man, “You canstop now.” The angry man releases the woman and loses all trace of hostility.The whole scene had been created for my benefit, an amusement made most real. Ihad felt threatened and was prepared to do whatever was necessary to defuse thesituation, up until I realized that Mr. Bond was using a corn-syrup packet toappear like fake blood on his neck.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It was very impressive, and I felt a little bad that I hadended the scene. James walks off and out of the room, slightly dejected.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk out of the room, also, and back towards the way wehad come from. I have to descend a stairway to get back down, though it had notbeen there before. Each stair is pastel-colored, pink, blue, and yellow, an oddcolor-scheme.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
      [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At the bottom of the stairs and to my right is an opendoorway. Inside the doorway is a large drier with its door open, and sittinginside the drier is a beautiful young woman in a medium-dark green outfit,curled up and watching TV. I pass on by but then think perhaps I have hadenough of James Bond and I would rather spend it with the girl in the drier. Iturn around and head back to her and I’m about to ask if I can join her companywhen I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
      [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
    5. dreams glaore

      by , 12-05-2011 at 02:10 PM (Tales from the sun chaser.)
      I remember being in this dark room with a huge couch/bed. We were going to watch a movie. Me and this one guy were on it, and all these girls came over and laid down right between us. Then there was sort of a mixed crowd on the other end of it. Sarcastically I said "we chose the worst seats in here huh".


      Back in time
      Then I'm at a store, it looks like a store you'll see in a 1970s strip mall. There are people lined up to get on these computers, and I noticed most people were waiting in the wrong line. I spotted one that was immediately available.

      In that same store, I walked off into another room, and it had this bootleg version of "Back to the Future: The ride". I forgot my 3D glasses, but was able to get on right before it started. It took us to the 1970s, and I remember being on foot, and some crazy mexican mercenaries were out there. We was doing this all in order to stop this skater guy from drinking. Oh and at the end of it, we arrived in the future. It was an obvious gift shop that looked like a line of stores set in the future. We rode a conveyor belt as it took us where we wanted to go.

      I remember something else from that too....Like it showed what his future would have turned out in both scenarios, and I remember all this crazy animation....swriling around. I think it was one of his music videos.


      Broke down
      I was driving, when my tire went out. Cop came up, and he was acting like he was going to help me. Started asking me random questions about it. I arrive at this house, and Charlie Sheen is there. I have a bath towel on, and I'm looking for a place to actually put some clothes on, but people are in every room.

      Field of Dreams
      I remember being in the field with my pops. There were fish in the ground. I decided to keep them there as fertilizer. I think we were arguing about something too.
    6. First recorded dream of a teenager

      by , 11-15-2011 at 01:56 AM (B1shop's journey to the other end of the chess board, and beyond.)
      4/26/2011
      I woke up laying in my bed and Jordan walks into my room and stops at the foot of my bed. Then I ask her, "Jordan, can I have a hug?" She kind of laughed unexpectedly, and said "Sure." So I got up, took off the blanket, and gave her a hug. Then I ended up picking her up and falling into my lounge chair, and she started laughing and telling me to stop, playfully. But I let go of her waist and she still acted as if I was holding on. She didn't get up until I told her to. And then someone, it must have been an administrator from my school because Kourtney(I didn't see her face and she disappeared right after)gave him something for the school. And then I got a little book to give to him too, and he rejected it and told me to keep it. After that there's a gap in the dream, but I must have asked Jordan something bad, because she said, "How could you ruin this house of God?" And then it got blurry and started to fade, I think she said, " We'll see" sometime after that." It trails off from there.
      Tags: non-lucid, women
      Categories
      non-lucid
    7. Lucid Fighting and Other Fun

      by , 10-05-2011 at 02:54 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I don't remember how I became lucid, but two days ago, I did. For some reason I ended up fighting people. Some of my punches were not effective. Others, while I didn't really hurt anyone, flew like Bruce Lee. I hit several people one after another.

      I also had interactions with women. I commanded them to take there clothes offer. A heavy-set black woman did. She was not attractive, but she didn't gross me out. Strange.

      I knew I had to be careful or I would wake up. In fact, I was so awake during parts of my dream that my dream went black...an unfortunate effect of being extremely aware I am dreaming is that I don't really dream.

      I got my dream back and saw another lady. She was kind of pretty. I told her to take of her clothes and then I saw wrinkles on her neck and sharp teeth like a shark or something. The rest of her looked OK. (?) Lol!

      Not the best lucid for me, but I was glad to finally have another one.
      Tags: fight, sex, women
      Categories
      lucid
    8. Oblivion Dream: Duo

      by , 09-23-2011 at 01:57 PM (The first foothold of Arch.)
      Short fragment this time, branching off from the previous fight.

      I'm back on the battlefield, sitting on the ground, there are loads of boots on the floor and I am looking for a pair better than mine, again the HUD pops up and I can see each boots stats. There is some epic boots but the armour value isn't very high (1500 for some reason), so I find some more scruffy ones with an armour value of 8000.

      Panoramic view, there is two warriors standing near a dock, the women is wearing what seems to be similar to Oblivion guard armour, equiped with a bow. The guy is clad in thick rusty plate (may have been thick leather) and is the tank of the two.
      I am watching from above as they take out two guards and begin to walk up to the port, the women sending an arrow straight into the guards neck, while the guy sweeps his sword into the side.

      I zoom out of the dream and it seems to be as if I was watching from youtube.
      Fade.
    9. A monkey and kidnapped women

      by , 09-16-2011 at 01:07 PM (Pop's Dream Journal)
      I remember two dreams from last night.

      In my first dream, I’m outside of a house. Someone is telling me that there is an animal of some kind (a raccoon, squirrel or opossum) up in the attic of this house that makes an awful racket at night when people are trying to sleep. Me and another guy (unknown…but in the dream I know he is a friend) are going to try and catch whatever it is. Funny thing about the house, though, is that the front outside wall is missing so we are able to climb ladders and access the attic from outside. When I get to the top of my ladder, I look inside and spot something moving – it’s a small monkey, like the kind you see with organ grinders. He seems friendly, so I coax him over and grab him with one hand. This startles him and at first I think he’s going to bite me. I winch in anticipation, but the bite never comes. So I take the monkey and toss him outside onto the ground, then climb down the ladder. But when I turn to look at the monkey, I see that it is no longer alive and has somehow transformed into a toy stuffed monkey.

      In my second dream, I’m driving a van and there are a couple of guys I don’t know in the van with me. We also have two women with us but they seem to each be sealed in some kind of big, square plastic bag filled with water. They are both alive and angry and demanding to be let out. I know somehow that we have kidnapped them and are driving someplace. One of the men in the van is angry with me because we are driving close to a news van/crew and he’s afraid they will be able to see inside our van and see and/or film the two women being held hostage. But I reassure him that I’m swerving in such a way that the news crew won’t be able to see them.

      That’s all I remember from the second dream. I need to work on my RC’s throughout the day because, as crazy as some of my dreams are, there is no reason why I should not be recognizing them as dreams.
    10. In a waiting room...

      by , 09-01-2011 at 09:45 PM (Pop's Dream Journal)
      I find myself in a waiting room somewhere with about 7 or 8 women I don't know. There's a TV on and I'm bored and want to change the channel, but 2 or 3 of the women are watching a soap opera.One of them can't take her eyes off the screen and is explaining what's happening to a couple of the others.

      The person I'm waiting for arrives (wife/daughter?) just as another woman and her children (4 or 5 of them) are about to enter the room from outside. Several of the women in the room are pointing at the woman and making bad comments about her, which I find rude. I tell the person I'm with that it's time for us to leave because, although I know the woman coming in is all right, her children are a pain in the rear because nobody watches them and they just run around doing whatever they want.

      I seem to be dressed in some kind of military uniform and put a heavy coat on, but then take it off because I remember that it's not that cold outside.

      (This is the first entry in my dream journal. The dream occurred on November 24, 2010.)
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. Female dream body / helping the Dei-ya

      by
      Hyu
      , 08-29-2011 at 06:59 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I'm in Haven, on Teraluna.
      This time I immediately think about stabilizing my dream properly.
      I try to focus on all of my senses and recall some of those very long and stable dreams I've had.
      I do so by sitting in a meditative pose. Yuya is waiting for me to finish stabilizing so we can go somewhere.
      At first I'm a bit worried that I'm loosing precious time by doing this, but these worries quickly fade away.
      Suddenly I feel sort of a click, all over my body.
      It feels as if I was lightheaded all the time and it just went away.

      I investigate my surroundings, an all I can think of is "this is so real".

      "I'm ready... I think?"
      "Yes, you are."

      Yuya stares deeply into my eyes and projects images of a distant world into my mind.
      She grabs my hand and I teleport the both of us to the world she's shown me.



      It's a beautiful world, not unlike some places on earth.
      Buildings are made out of mostly white stone which gives everything a very special and slightly surreal look.
      We enter one of the buildings and meet up with a women who's been waiting for us.
      She talks with Yuya for a bit and another woman appears.
      But this time I immediately recognize who she is.
      I can feel that I am much more aware than I have been in my dreams recently.

      "Hello Faye."
      "Ah, you're learning!"
      "Let's hope that I am..."

      Yuya joins us and proceeds to explain the story of this world.
      It is split into two factions, the Dei-ya, who seek enlightenment, and another race who seeks power.
      The world was originally split in two, but over the past few years the Dei-ya have lost most of it to the other faction.
      However, these lands were not lost through wars.
      There is some sort of council in place, consisting of the leaders of both races, and all decisions require a majority of council members to agree.
      Even though each faction has an identical number of council members, the Dei-ya are physically much weaker than the other faction,
      and they are easily intimidated into taking decisions they do not want to make.

      Only one women was able to stand up to the other faction, but she passed away recently.
      Today is a new council meeting in which the other faction will attempt to acquire world dominance, and there is no-one there to stop them.
      The story sounds a bit familiar, but I decide not to worry about that.
      Yuya explains that the woman who passed away will have to be replaced by a new council member.

      "How strong exactly are those people from the other faction?"
      "Quite strong, but no match for us."
      "I see you're having the same idea I'm having. One of us is going to be on tonight's council session as a Dei-ya member."

      "So who's going to do it?"
      "Well, all Dei-ya council members are women so..."
      "You're going to do it then?"
      "Unfortunately, that won't work, many people around here know who I am. They'll realize I am not Dei-ya."
      "Oh... that's a bit of a problem, what can we do?"
      "Well... I'm afraid you're going to have to do it..."
      "..."

      What?

      "Erm... I'm not sure if I'll pass as a woman Yuya..."
      "Well, not the way you're looking right now, that's for sure..."

      I'm really starting to dislike this. What does she plan? Dress me up as a women?
      Faye bursts out laughing, but then Yuya explains.

      "Your dream body, does it look like your waking life body?"
      "Well, no, not exactly, there are many similarities, but no, it's not the same."
      "So, why is your dream body male?"
      "... because I'm... oh boy... I see where this is going."

      Yuya smiles and summons a huge mirror.

      "Transforming into the opposite gender is actually quite easy, your dream body actually contains the information for both genders."
      "Great... so I'm going to have to turn into a girl?"

      Faye finds all of this highly amusing, me on the other hand, not so much.
      I decide to lighten up though, after all it could be interesting, but it is quite awkward...
      I attempt to shift my form, not really sure what the hell I'm doing, but everything works surprisingly easy.
      I feel the bones in my body slightly rearranging which feels massively weird, but the process only lasts a split second.

      So here I'm standing, in front of that mirror, looking at myself, and I cannot really believe my eyes.
      Faye comments on the situation: "Oh my, you're quite hot Hyu, haha."
      Yuya agrees: "You're adorable."

      Both of them are having one hell of a time.
      I look down and immediately spot my breasts. This is so weird.
      I poke one of them which causes Faye to break out in laughter.
      I'm still wearing nothing but the white pants I usually wear in my dream, it all looks so wrong.
      However I do look cute as a woman. I have long curly red hair and a few freckles around my nose.

      Yuya hands me a white dress. I'm a bit surprised where she got it from.
      I awkwardly put it on when Yuya explains that it's one of her's, she's borrowing it to me.
      Wearing Yuya's clothes makes everything even more awkward. I have trouble maintaining composure.
      This is looking much better already.
      I then proceed to drop my pants, but then I am suddenly shocked because it feels like something is missing.

      "What's up Hyu?"
      "I..."
      "What? Is something wrong."

      I look at Yuya, and the only thing I can manage to say is:

      "Penis."
      "... Hyu?"
      "It's missing, I'm freaking the fuck out."

      Both Faye and Yuya burst out laughing.
      Once the initial shock fades I find it amusing myself as well. This is a dream body... I'm so silly.
      I said penis... pfff this is ridiculous.

      We're on our way to the council meeting and I am given a bracelet with a crescent moon hanging from it.
      It is a symbol that I am a council member.
      The last few steps I have to walk alone, Yuya and Faye have to remain behind, only council members are allowed into this room.
      It feels so weird being a women.
      I have such a hard time not staring at my own breasts, how do women manage not to do so all the time?
      I notice that I am wearing the same necklace Faye got me in the mermaid dream.

      Finally in the room, I sit down in what appears to be the council leaders spot on the Dei-ya side.
      Some of the Dei-ya are very surprised by this, but the only women who is in on it makes a sign that everything is alright.
      The council meeting is very straightforward. The opposite leader requires that we give up all lands and even retreat from the council.

      "That does sound like a rather unreasonable request."

      He's angry, he figured this would be easy, that there would be no resistance.
      I can feel that everyone besides me on the Dei-ya side is very scared.

      "Then what do you propose, woman?"
      "... How about you return all of the lands you have stolen from us, ain't that a more reasonable request?"

      Everyone in the room is shocked, and the opposite leader is furious, but that's exactly what I'm aiming for.

      "If only you Dei-ya had some guts, we'd settle this by a duel to the death!"
      "Should I consider this a challenge?"
      "... are you fucking serious?"
      "If you win, the world is yours, if I win, you go back where you came from and return what belongs to us."
      "... AHAHAHAHAHA you're a fool! I challenge you! Let's duel!"

      I feel bad putting the Dei-ya's world on the line, but they're about to loose it anyways, and I'm confident I can take him on.
      We step outside as he is immediately eager to kill me and settle this.

      "To the death!"
      "Tenjho Tenge!"

      Why did I say that? Is that a common thing to say before a duel?



      He immediately charges me with that stupidly large sword of his, and furry black wings drawn from his body.
      I can easily feel how strong he is, his aura is so easy to read.
      I concentrate a moderate quantity of divine energy into my left hand, thinking it would be too weird to awaken the dragon as a Dei-ya.
      Before he reaches me, I release the energy towards him and he is immediately thrown back.
      His sword shatters from the shockwave of the energy, and his wings burst into flames.

      Everyone is extremely surprised, no-one says a word.

      "I... I give up!"
      "Excuse me what now?"
      "I give up! You can have your lands back!"
      "And you call this a duel to the death? Are you kidding me?"
      "I... please have mercy!"

      Unbelievable. What a weakling.
      All tough when he knows there's no-one to resist him and as soon as he meets someone more powerful he starts crying like a kid.

      "Fine... declare your defeat."
      "I am defeated!"
      "Then begone."

      All of them leave. They aren't going to attempt anything for a long time.
      They always knew that nobody could stand up to them, but now that this is no longer true they're afraid, much more afraid than the Dei-ya are.

      One of the Dei-ya asks me:

      "Who are you?"
      "A friend of a friend."

      I say nothing more and leave, finally my turn to act all mysterious, I like it.
      Before I am able to meet back up with Yuya the dream fades away.



      *Tenjho Tenge is a manga/anime.
      It translates to "Heaven & Earth"
    12. Dream night of 7.13.11

      by , 07-14-2011 at 08:52 PM
      Me and my roommates were having interviews to rent out an extra room we have. One of the interviewees was a petite brunet girl who was SUPER annoying and kept picking up my guitar without asking and trying to play it. One of my roommates was all for letting her live with us and I kept expressing my opinion and how I did not want her to live with us. I got really frustrated and decided to go for a walk, so stepping outside my door I am suddenly in Japan. I am at some sort of resort for tourists, complete with luxury pool and synchronized dancing Japanese girls for entertainment. They were dancing in a room surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows. I was disgusted with the display because the tourists that were gawking at the girls were a bunch of "Bro" types you see in the US. They were crowding the pool and taunting the dancers thinking they were god's gift to man. While I was there I had actually run into one of the dancers and for some reason we kind of stuck together. Next thing I know one of the Bros pushed me in the pool and I had cut the top of my foot on something in the water. It was bleeding pretty bad but didn't hurt. I was really pissed off at the guys and decided to grab the throat of one of the boys and in a kind of "demon" voice shouted at him "What the fuck do you think you are doing?!" and I believe my eyes were glowing. The girl who was with me had helped me out of the pool. Because she was helping me out she had missed her que to be on stage and dance. She was upset because she takes her dancing more as an art rather than a job to entertain womanizing bros. I felt really bad and offered to take her home. Once we got to her house she allowed me inside to clean up my foot. Her father was not happy that she had brought someone home with her and I for some reason couldn't find the bathroom in her house...

      IRL: I woke up due to my roommates' cat meowing at me for food.
    13. Magic Trinket and Women in the Men's Bathroom 07/17/2010

      by , 07-13-2011 at 02:47 AM
      4:12 AM

      Magic Trinket
      I had a magic trinket that was linked to normal objects. When I tilted it then normal object would tilt, etc. Me and some DCs were sitting in a circle around a living room. I laughed hysterically as I watched some douche-bag DCs trying to dish up food as I spilled containers, shook trays, splashed drinks.

      Women in the Men's Bathroom
      There were women in the men's bathroom. There were no stalls. Something was aims. DCs were chatting quietly.
    14. Dogs Do Crap Where They Do

      by , 04-28-2011 at 06:13 AM
      WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
      BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT


      From 4/22/11

      Visiting my aunt and family in a further west state. She is a counselor and her husband is leading a group session for all of her clients (only female clients?). Something happens and he can’t do it anymore. She first hints around at me doing it but I don’t get it, I think I’m under qualified. She then outright asks me and I’m torn. What a fascinating thing to do, and it would pay decently and I could potentially move back to the bay area sooner, further west of my aunt’s state. I am concerned about leaving my mom (who I’m helping in ways in RL) but I think she’ll be fine. I’m concerned about giving up my unemployment benefits, but it looks like my aunt will pay me very well so that isn’t an issue.

      I ask my aunt about various things about the job, trying to get a good idea of what it is like and what the contract she’s thinking of is like. She is kind of resistant, but I subtly insist that we are clear so there aren’t any disagreements down the road.

      All of these women who come to the meeting bring dogs. We put the dogs in a room, perhaps the garage, while the meeting occurs. A dog is left in the living room; a little black cute thing.




      The full cycle-little-black-dog-reducedc1.jpg The full cycle-dscn2144.jpg
      It looked like a combo of these two,
      and all black.



      It is about to go to the bathroom on the carpet. My aunt notices and I stop it by saying, “come on” in a happy and light tone and it immediately perks up and bounds playfully over. I’m happy to be with a dog that is so happy. Good, no mark on the carpet. Walking over to the garage, the dog stops again and this time pees and shits on the carpet and I can’t stop her. Well, crapola.





      The full cycle-0109_swa1.jpg
      Nothing to do with the dream,
      but during my image search
      it uh popped out at me, lol.

      Updated 04-28-2011 at 06:35 AM by 44605 (Added pictures)

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    15. Helping someone to face her nightmares

      by
      Hyu
      , 04-05-2011 at 12:21 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      non dream - lucid - non lucid

      My dreams start getting more vivid again, even though I'm still quite stressed and I don't have enough time to sleep properly.
      I didn't believe that my dream recall would improve before I have more free time, but I am very happy that it seems to do so.


      I am walking through the city. I become lucid for no apparent reason, I just know that I am dreaming.
      For some reason I feel the urge to use some form of dream control.
      I look up into the sky, there isn't a single cloud. It is a very nice day.

      I point my right hand at the sky and command it to rain with my mind.
      It starts raining, even though there are no clouds.
      The DC's around me realize what I have done and become pissed.
      I don't really care about them and just start dancing in the rain whilst creating background music for the dream.

      I am quite impressed how easily I can control the dream, it is so stable.
      Some DC's approach me with an angry look on their faces.
      What do they want?

      "Go away."

      All DC's around me cease to exist. This is an intriguingly good feeling.
      I should probably do something more productive though, even though this is a lot of fun.

      "Excuse me."

      What the hell?
      I turn around. There is a women standing in the rain. Didn't I just remove all DC's?

      "Hello friend, what brings you into my dreams?"

      (I have no idea why I feel the urge to talk like this, but it is not the first time this has happened.)

      "I'm sorry, I do not mean to intrude."
      "It's quite alright."
      "I need your help."

      I look at her closely. I'd guess that she's in her late 20's, maybe early 30's.
      She has natural curly red hair and very dark eyes.
      I approach her with confidence.

      "What is it you need help with?"
      "There is darkness within me, darkness which I cannot face alone."
      "I need help Hyu, I need help facing this darkness."

      "Do we know each other?"
      "You do not know me, but I have read many things about you."

      I feel the sudden urge for an adventure.

      "Lead the way, friend."

      She opens a portal, using the hand flicking trick I have used before.
      I find it somewhat impressive, then again, why would she not know?
      I form an energy shield around myself and follow her through the portal.
      Somehow I just understood that using a shield can prevent some of the portal trouble I have encountered before.


      We are in a very big room. It looks absolutely amazing.
      The architecture is absolutely blowing my mind, everything is so detailed.
      It is a blend of old japenese, victorian but also futuristic design.
      The neon-stripe lighting and the heavy usage of glass gives it a bit of a Tron-look but for some reason it blends very well with the older elements.
      The windows are very colorful, like in Christian churches, except the drawings are clearly not religious.

      I realize I'm getting distracted. I follow this women over a marble path.
      There are doors to the left and right of the path, but they don't lead anywhere.
      There are no walls or anything, just doors.
      I get the impression that I am in the dreams of this women and that she created all of this.

      "This is highly impressive!"
      "Do you like it?"
      "Absolutely. Have you created all of this?"
      "I have indeed. I'm an architect, I have let my inspiration run wild for a few weeks, and this is what I ended up creating."
      "Wow, this is really impressive, so you can create persistent scenes?"
      "Yes. If I want to keep a scene I save it behind one of these doors."
      "Wow... I'm speechless."

      She seems to be very experienced with dreaming.
      She laughs.

      "Says the guy who can step through the fabric of space."
      "I'm an architect, this is what I do, it's not really that hard for me."

      "I see..."

      The marble path ends before another door, but this one is very different.
      All other doors were white stone with beautiful carvings, this one is pitch black.
      There are many Japanese seals attached to the door.
      I've seen them in manga before.
      Some of them look very recent, others slightly older. All the older ones are destroyed.

      "This is where I have sealed my nightmares... the darkness."

      She sealed them away? I didn't know anything like that was possible.

      "I can no longer contain them, I need to face them and destroy them."
      "I have no doubt that I will manage to destroy them, but I am too afraid to face them alone."

      I was wondering how I could possibly be of help to someone who can do all of this.
      But I suppose this makes sense.
      I power up and draw a protective energy bubble around us using my phoenix wings.

      "Let's do it."

      With a wave of her hand all the seals disappear and the door opens.
      There is nothing visible inside, it's just darkness.
      But even though I cannot see it, I can feel it, VERY clearly.
      Fear emits from this room, just pure fear.
      The women starts shaking.
      I grab her hand.

      "You can do this."
      "Yes... SHOW YOURSELF!"

      The yelling was unexpected.
      A ball of pure darkness comes out of the room and hovers in front of us.
      She grabs my hand strongly and I reinforce the protective bubble even further.

      "BEGONE DARKNESS. I HEREBY CAST YOU AWAY FOR ALL ETERNITY!"

      Her voice is very powerful, I can feel it resonating in my body.
      She then speaks some sort of incantation in Japanese which I cannot understand.
      The darkness catches on purple fire and disintegrates before my eyes.
      As the last bit of it disappears, the Door that was housing it turns into ashes.
      How impressive!

      The women drops to her knees.

      "Are you alright?"
      "Yes, now that the darkness is gone, I truly am."
      "Thank you for you support young dreamer."
      "You're welcome."

      She summons a small engraved stick of wood and hands it over to me.
      It is immensely detailed and very beautiful.

      "A gift for your troubles."
      "Thank you!"
      "I am very sorry, but you must leave now."
      "Oh?"
      "I don't usually let others into my dreams, please understand."
      "Of course."

      To be honest, I don't, but it would be disrespectful to say otherwise.
      If these are truly her dreams than she deserves privacy whenever she so desires.
      I draw my phoenix wings and prepare to teleport to Teraluna.
      I feel that I am no longer welcome in this world, I will not be able to visit it again once I teleport away.

      "Goodbye friend."

      I step through the fabric of space and the dream ends.
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