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    1. Lucid February ToTM Attempt; Germany; OGFJx3; Vaulting; 260z Maniac

      by , 02-03-2013 at 10:51 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Lucid February ToTM Attempt

      I was driving a boss in my truck down the highway. The windshield fogged up, so I rolled down the window a little. I started having trouble staying in my lane, but I got it together. I felt as though I was drunk or tired.

      Then I got off on the wrong exit. I started trying to work my way back onto the highway. I got over one lane and started going back onto the highway, but then the road took me a different way. I was afraid it was the wrong way on a one-way street. I kept going until the road ended when I realized I was dreaming.

      I then drove off the road, phasing through a chain link fence. Then I wasn't in the car anymore. I was afraid I was going to wake up, so I closed my dream eyes and started floating in blackness. I settled back into a deeper sleep, but then I was afraid I would lose lucidity, so I started saying, "Task of the month. Task of the month."

      After two repetitions of that, I was ready to begin. What was the task of the month? Look for a dream flower and give it to a DC. Great! I started flying around looking at a WINTER landscape. Mostly everything was brown, but I did find very small flowers.

      First, I found small blue flowers that I'd seen in another dream. I thought this was unoriginal--almost cheating, or simply boring and not really trying or something, so I continued to look for other flowers. I found some more flowers of red and white like Candy Tuft. I picked some white ones. I still wasn't happy though because I thought that I should give a more substantial flower. A tulip or a day lily or something like that.

      Then I woke up.

      As I tried to go back to sleep, I heard my phone alarm which I just set yesterday to give me subliminal messages. "Reality check. Reality check." Louder and softer. The phone was on WAY too loud, but it was in another room, so again, I don't know if the alarm infiltrated my dream, or if my new friend SSILD worked.

      I've spent more time on SSILD than I have any other technique, and I've gone lucid 2 days in a row. I simply don't know which stimulus is kicking me lucid. Oh well. That's the right problem to have.

      I was just inside the border of Germany, looking up a hill at a little city or amusement park inside its own walls. buildings were all gold, or looked like gold. There was a place next to it that was also inside a wall. For some reason, I wasn't able to go any farther than just inside the border of Germany.

      It was as though my car had broken down or something, and I was on a time limit. I forgot exactly what the problem was, but I had a false memory that this had already happened once, and it seemed like such a terrible waste that I would be there twice and not be able to see the country.


      I was outside looking at a park bench and there were two girls who looked similar to J. I likened that to torture. Then I realized I was with a girl who looked like J. Not exactly, but close enough. I was pretty happy.

      All of her teeth were rotting, so I took out a hack saw and started sawing the bad part of her teeth off. Once I thought I went down too far and would hit the nerve, but I didn't. I think that was the point of the dream right there...now that I think about it.


      I was holding a horse for someone. It was a female horse. She was acting up and I called her name hoping she would settle down, but she was acting wild around some other horses. Then came the good part. I was now standing on the horses rump with the reins held firmly, but not pulling on the horses teeth.

      The horse bucked, but I stayed on the horse. I felt like a master vaulter. Then the horse bucked again and I stayed on, but I was now about to slide off which I eventually did, but not until people had noticed how awesome I was.

      260z Maniac

      I don't know how these dream frags stitch together properly, but I was unlacing a shoe because a missed one of the holes on the right side.

      Then I was watching a Charles Bronson movie. A guy asked him if he wanted to be an Ace. They kind of brought up the idea of going to war to Charles, and he was game. It seemed pretty reasonable.

      Then I was outside. I think I was coming out of a public bathroom...with some other people. Walking out, they stayed in a shadow. I walked out farther and into the light. I had a false memory of a 280z that really looked more like a 260z--trying to hit me. Then the white 260z did come after me.

      I tried running away, but as it came at me, I ran up on the hood, went to a knee on the hood, maybe, but eventually the car was gone and I was safely on my feet again.

      It turned out Evil Knievil was driving he car. Now he was in a bathroom hanging over the door. I jumped up to knuckle the back of his hands a couple times and then walked away.

      I went back to "our" car with a couple other people. One person was upset about something. I noticed a medium sized turtle standing on its back legs and told the person to look at it as it was pretty cool, and maybe she would feel better.

      The End

      Updated 02-03-2013 at 04:33 PM by 41873

      side notes , lucid , non-lucid , dream fragment , task of the month
    2. Training at My Wifes Job

      by , 01-02-2013 at 06:37 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was at my wife's factory. I was in training to do her job, but instead of watching machines do embroidery, the machine took one product, a toy already in blister packaging, and injected it with some kind of liquid. This was designed to make it just like another toy, or equivalent to this other toy (?).

      Remembering that my wife has to do things to spec, I turned to the guy in charge of the machine. He had memorized the specs that I would have to have written down, and another guy at the other end of the room had the specs. I thought they should be closer to the guy manning the machine, at least when that person was going to be me, but I wasn't going to start complaining. I just wanted to learn my job.
    3. More Copping

      by , 12-09-2012 at 02:36 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      More Copping

      There was more to this dream, but I don't remember it. The salient point was that I was in a pool. A girl was in front of me and she started tickling my balls. I pulled her in close so her back was up against my chest.

      I slowly started feeling the bottom of her breasts until I cupped them both. All of a sudden I was sucking on one of them.

      Soon I was out of the pool and trying to catch up to someone who was going to drive somewhere. I think it was my cousin J. As I tried to catch up to him, my headphone wires got caught in part of a door panel. I tried to undo it but it was caught.

      I kept getting it almost undone, but then it was caught too well to free. Eventually by trying to unwrap the wires, I opened the door. As I entered, I realized I was in a vet.

      The veterinarian didn't want me there and she asked me to take all the animals and go wherever I was going. I wondered how she expected to do her job if I had all the animals...which weren't mine!...so I kind of discounted what she said.

      I saw the back of someone's head. She had blonde hair and she was sitting in the vet's office. I wanted to continue my sexy-time dream with her, so I realized I was dreaming. I said, "Please be pretty!" in my mind. As I turned her around I woke up.


      The End

      I'm going to add a lucid to my count under my Worthless Lucid's heading just to keep count and monitor my lucid's.
    4. I'm a Giant, a Prisoner; Nude Female

      by , 12-19-2011 at 03:53 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was a giant inside a building. There was another giant outside. Everyone else was normal sized.

      There was a threat that I would be punished for something, possibly for being a giant (?). It seemed like something beyond my control. I therefore saw an Asian in a round, bamboo cage. The man represented me and my possible punishment. He was taller than the diameter of the cage, so that he lay down on a floor of sand and his feet were outside the cage.

      I then thought I had awakened from the, or a dream, and started trying to reason what was going on, but didn't get very far.

      Dream skip ~

      I was with a female. I didn't really see her face. She was nude. I could see the top of her vagina and here torso. She was really sexy, but she wanted her underwear. I gave her her very skimpy, white, cotton underwear. I may have touched her a little right around her vagina, but I looked away then and left her alone since she wasn't game.
    5. Under Water; A Nothing Lucid

      by , 11-02-2011 at 12:45 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      These dreams are a couple days old

      Under Water

      I was in someone elses apartment. I tried to leave through the garage, but when I opened the door that led from the house to the garage, I heard an evil moan. I turned and ran the other way.

      I ended up in a room with an angled floor. (I wonder what that represents). Somehow, I was supposed to be underwater, but I wasn't...though all around me were huge aquariums. The only one I really saw was for penguins.

      I was concerned about being underwater even though I could breathe. Eventually, someone who worked at the aquarium opened a door from between two of the aquariums. Seeing my chance to escape, someone else yelled, "Fire!" and I ran out.

      I was then in Florida in a neighborhood where every house had a boat on a lift, and every street looked the same, with sandy, shell-littered road. That's all I remember.

      A Nothing Lucid

      I entered a dream lucid, but I was thinking I was awake, or maybe lucid. I tried to manifest a woman, but I couldn't because I thought I was too awake. In hindsight, I realized I was lucid.

      I have concluded in waking life that by the time you do an RC, you already know you are lucid. In contrast, I realize that THIS is why you should do an RC. Oh well.

      Later, not lucid, I saw a lady standing a couple feet away in a silk neglige. She scratched herself with her pinky. I thought it must have been very soft.
    6. Shark!

      by , 09-06-2011 at 05:52 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was on land, but water was all around. It wasn't really an island.

      There were cars that had been parked and were now sunken into the water and sand. Only their trunks were sticking up in the air.

      I was with a female. I liked here. All of a sudden, something swam up. I saw a fin sticking out of the water. It was a shark. I was afraid it would swim up to shore and get one of us as we were close to the edge of the water. It did come up and show it's open mouth. Then it was a killer whale, and another one came up beside it. I forget what happened then.
    7. Should She be Drinking Mama's Milk? / My Boy Choked to Death / A Kind-of Hot Girl and Me

      by , 06-30-2011 at 12:44 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I have recently had several dreams that I was unable to journal.

      I remember seeing a girl of about 12 or 13 walking with her mother drinking milk from her
      mother's nipple. They were just walking like everything was normal.

      I had a dream the next night or the night after that that my boy was grabbing these button
      things. There were so many, he couldn't get them all without putting some in his mouth. I may
      have recommended he put them in his mouth to hold them, and then to grab the rest with his

      I then realized he could choke on them, so I told him to just open his mouth and let them
      fall out. He started to let them fall out, but he choked on one. I tried to hit his back to get
      it out of his throat, but it didn't work. He quit moving.

      There was another dream where I was in a college environment I think. There was a girl who
      was OK looking, but I found her to be incredible in my dream. I was going to kiss her. She pulled
      away, but implied that later in the evening we would sleep together.

      I had taken some B vitamin's 2 nights in a row that I had vivid dreams.
    8. Flowers

      by , 05-12-2011 at 01:23 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      It is too bad I only remember fragments from last night because I was pretty active in my dreams. What I do remember was cool, but I think you had to be there to appreciate it.

      There was water all around. I was in a tributary or something. I was on a dune/island.
      There was a man and a woman; they were mean. They told me to get rid of a flower I had.
      The flower was physically a cana-lili without the actual flower, but in my dream it was called
      something else (another flower).

      So, I picked up one of the cannas and threw it through some other foliage on another dune
      where I thought it might look good if it survived. Right when it hit the ground, large flowers
      shot up from the plant as though that was what the plant needed to flower. The flowers shot
      up about 3 feet, flowering all the way up, and they were really big. The flowers were almost
      white, but they had a hint of blue-gray.

      I was very pleased and thought I would do that with the rest of the cannas that were there.

      Updated 05-12-2011 at 01:25 PM by 41873

      Tags: canna-lili
      non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    9. Almost Lucid; Dad's House; Falling Object/Lesbian Video Project

      by , 05-04-2011 at 04:40 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      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.


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


      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.


      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.
    10. Video Game; Killer Car; At old GF house

      by , 04-29-2011 at 01:13 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I have been playing zombie games with my boy.

      Last night I dreamed I was playing a game where you had to shoot these zombies,
      but they looked more like slugs that stand up, which is an idea that a friend of mine
      had in waking life. The interesting thing about the game was that there were clouds
      that you had to blow on or they would form a dragon.

      It was a cheap looking dragon, but I remember at one point, after we had blown the
      clouds apart, they started coming back together, and watching them start to form a
      dragon was really neat.


      I was outside somewhere and it was night time. A limousine pulled up by a curb under
      a tree where it was even darker. It was an old limousine. The paint had lost all its luster,
      and it didn't look like any old limo I've ever seen. It had a grill like a truck on a
      tractor-trailer. It was a giant square grill.

      Then, the grill opened like a mouth. It was a devil car. The grill opened to reveal another grill
      behind it, on which it said something about sex. Super evil. Then the car started to talk with
      the inner grill moving up and down so it was more like a mouth. It told some guy that he had
      to kill some people or the car was going to kill him.

      This guy went into a room where there were a bunch of servers that held information on
      people around the world. He started pulling some kind of cards or mother-boards out from these
      shelves of servers and destroyed them all. Somehow this translated into killing hundreds of
      thousands of people around the world.

      Then I saw his boss and some other guy who didn't even seem to care. I thought that they
      didn't care because the damage was done and there was nothing they could do about it.

      Dream skip:

      I'm in a room that is like a museum. I see a ceramic pot that I really like, and it is teetering on
      edge because someone placed it incorrectly. I was upset and tried to fix it, but only succeeded
      in knocking it over. It fell about 7 feet to the floor and bounced a couple times only barely
      nicking it.

      (This was a replay of when I was 15 in waking life. I was changing a light-bulb at
      McDonalds and it dropped from waist high. It landed perfectly on the top of the bulb--the glass part,
      and bounced back up. I had no idea it would bounce, so I didn't have the presence of mind
      to catch it, though if I had bent down a little, I could have caught it. Instead, it fell back down
      and shattered.)

      Anyway, dream skip and I'm in bed with a stranger. This isn't strange somehow as in my dream
      this happens a lot. I always snuggle with my partner, but it is not sexual. It is just being close
      at night. I kiss her on the forehead and she tells me she doesn't want me to kiss her, so I apologize
      and roll over. Her body was still touching me, so I try to scoot over. I tell her that I am at the edge
      and can't move over anymore.


      I'm at my first girlfriends house and she is telling me something. Her dress comes up a little and
      she exposes herself a little. I look at her in the eye, but enjoy her accidentally flashing me.
    11. Mess? No Problem - Kidnapped and Made to do Bad Things with Love

      by , 03-12-2011 at 04:36 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Side note: I forgot my dreams from yesterday, but remembered this morning going through my routine...

      Fragment: We have a top-fill type water filter that also stores the water. My wife had gotten some and left the lever down so water was spilling everywhere. I told her about it and she didn't bother to turn around and flip the switch back up.


      Fragment: I was being held by these people who were going to make me do bad stuff (don't know what. ?) I was pretty upset about it. All of a sudden we were outside. It was a beautiful sunny day, though I didn't see detail.

      The lady in charge gave me a thick chicken salad sandwich on toasted wheat bread. I felt love with that sandwich. I told her that I know I still have to do things.

      The End
    12. Monitor/Komodo Dragon Scare -- Pounding a Kids Head into a Dresser

      by , 03-11-2011 at 03:13 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)

      I was lying down and there were two monitor lizards or young Komodo Dragons--one at my ankle and one at my foot. I didn't see the DC, but someone asked, "But what if one of them bites you?"

      I was terrified. I didn't move hoping they wouldn't get excited and therefore bite me. I waited and decided I better pull my leg back. I got away, but it started to try to bite as I pulled away. A-a-a-a!


      I was looking for a bathroom in my dream. I had to go in waking life. I ended up finding a bathroom and for some reason deciding I should take a shower. I started two and was grossed out by two pair of underwear on either side of the bathroom floor.

      I was about to get undressed to shower when some kid comes in. He saw I was going to take a shower, so he leaves and starts telling everyone as though I'm doing something wrong.

      I didn't attack him, nor he me, but we were all of a sudden fighting about it. He was pinching me. It didn't hurt that bad, so I didn't flinch. My face did not show any pain. I picked him up and started pounding his head into a dresser.

      The End
      Tags: fight, lizards
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. Special Forces and Good Times

      by , 03-05-2011 at 11:09 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      In waking life yesterday I hiked a few miles near Kennesaw Mountain. My legs are shot. This made me dream a fragment about some kind of troopers. It was basically G.I. Joe guys; nothing really happened with them though.


      I was with a black lady. I never saw her face. I saw her ass. It had weird designs that didn't look that nice, but I wanted to touch her anyway.

      I turned my face, not because I didn't want to see it, but some how this was to ask permission. As I brought my hand down slowly, she pulled my hand down and I squeezed her ass. I was happy.

      I looked up and now she was on her back and she was Chinese, though again, I never saw her face. I saw her waste. My hand was in her hair.

      The End

      I seem to have pretty good luck in my dreams.
    14. Cars, Wolf Path, Plane Hatch, Feeding Birds

      by , 02-25-2011 at 12:28 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was with Rona. There were two cars. The first one seemed like a '67 style Dodge Charger. It was a fast car. Rona's was the style of a '67 GTO. The V lines were exaggerated. Rona was saying how it used to be a police car and it would go much faster than the other car.


      It was night and I was trying to get home. I turned right down a narrow path with brush on either side. It seems I could have gone home another way, but I didn't know how, and this path was right here and would get me home faster. The only thing is, there were wolves a entering the path.

      I was terrified, but started running faster as though I could outrun them. I had all the endurance I needed. I started to growl at the first dog, and I guess it worked. I kept running and there was another wolf up ahead. I ran easily, but then the dream ended.


      I was in an airplane and there was an open hatch. It was like a vacuum sucking up some potato chips. The hatch led to hell, or at least some evil place. It was trying to suck me up, but I didn't allow myself to be sucked up into it.


      I saw several small birds of prey. They were the size of falcons, but looked more like hawks. The background landscape was mountains, but the foreground was flat and grassy.

      I had better food ready, but when it came time to feed them, all I had was seed. Now I'm inside and there isn't as much room. I decide to feed the birds anyway. Now they are only crows. I'm disappointed, but I threw out my food for them.

      Now one of the birds is much smaller. I'm with someone who takes the bird into her mouth, though not to eat it. In my waking life I used to have small birds that liked to pick at my teeth and would stick their whole head in my mouth.

      The space I'm in starts to get very cramped. In waking life last night I was stapling reflective insulation in my attic and cramped doesn't approach how little room I had. My dream ended as I looked out at the avian activity.


      I was in a middle-eastern bazaar at night. There were large baskets hanging above me for sale. The country I was in was not a democracy, and that made me uncomfortable except for one thing: certain things were legal, and I was having a user-dream the whole time...so I went with it.

      The End

      Updated 02-25-2011 at 04:39 AM by 41873 (Working on aesthetic convention)

      Tags: birds, cars, plane, wolf
      non-lucid , dream fragment