* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

Soap Opera Castle

I was in the room with a woman who was the mother of a family in a soap. She was in her mid 50's with short, thick, slightly dis-sheveled brown hair. She was curled up on a sofa, and she said, "This will be the best story yet." She was referring to something that her family had done, not the fact that a soap is actually a story.

I thought she should be embarrassed about what her kids had done, but she didn't seem to care. Her kids were men. The butler was in the room, though I didn't see him. I thought the mother should be embarrassed with him there, knowing what the kids had done also.

The mother was looking out a window, or windows. They were large, plate glass. She looked out over a castle. My view was like in a helicopter as I flew over the land and got a moving view of the castle. It was incredible.

I could make out the architecture. I can't describe it, but the castle was isolated on an island, though still close to the surrounding mainland.

I was explaining to my daughter that they owned the castle. That's what it is to be rich; you can just buy everything there: the castle and all the land.

I said, "That must be a fjord?"

I came in for a close-up of the landscape. I saw hills with clover rather than a thick turf.

Dream skip

I was lying on a sofa with my boy. I was thinking about going to the store. All of a sudden I'm going to sleep. Clearly Lucid is in the room. Iwl, my windows were open and I'm very cold, so in my dream I can see my breath.

Clearly Lucid starts talking to me about our tomatoes, and he strated telling me what he thought about the rain and the cold on our newly planted tomatoes.

My breath was visible in the room. Even when I was breathing in. I thought that was odd. It kind of scared me. I kept focusing on my breath breathing both in and out noting my visible breath.

I then saw some kind of light as I was waking up.

I shut the windows in my room cause it's freezing in here.

REI

I was going to REI to use some points I had. Iwl I am a member and have credit there.

I started walking down a path to get to REI. It was night time and kind of spooky. I got to a a small pond that I needed to cross to get to REI so I could buy a life jacket.

I rowed across the pond. The boat was very unstable. There were large fish in the pond and I sensed danger if I tipped over.

I made it to the dock on the other side. REI was right there by the water. I walked up a bit of an incline and talked to a lady outside who worked there. I told her I was there to buy a life jacket.

Somehow I needed to get there 20 minutes before closing so their system could take the money and ring me up. It was barely 20 minutes before closing. She said that she couldn't ring me up because the system wouldn't have time.

I was pissed! It seemed so stupid. I said, "Fine. I'll buy it at the other REI. I went over to a rack where there were life jackets just for the trip back to the other side of the pond where I came from. I pulled one down but it was like a full length jacket. I got another and it was the right size.

I then saw a door that led to a room. If I went through, I could get to the other side of the pond, but I wasn't supposed to go that way. I asked about it, and they said I could. They were going to let me, but they said I shouldn't. I said, "That's OK. I'll take the boat and go the normal way.

The dream ended there.


DV DC

A DV DC wouldn't let me call them by name.

I drove a tour bus. I remember looking in the mirrors to see the back of the bus. It was no problem.

I advised my mom as she was losing her place. She was upset about losing all her stuff. I saw a bunch of drawing paper. I advised her to keep enough for the next three projects and to get rid of the rest.

My Brother Gives the News on NPR
Alarm Infiltrated Dream

My brother was walking around the room spewing the news. I couldn't believe he could remember so much of what he'd heard. He was not only being his typical annoying self, but he was delivering the news just like the read it on the radio, fully intonated. He was bugging the SHIT out of me.

He kept going and going. I was amazed out how much he remembered AND how much he spoke like a radio personality.

Random Sound Effects

I was watching a video game, but while the game was being played, the creator of the game was explaining how the sound effects were added.

I think there was a monkey with two large, squarish guns. They looked like blocks.

The creator of the game said that random noises were paired with different aspects of the game without regard to whether or not they were appropriate sounds for a given event, but he said it actually worked out better that way.

The guns made an appropriate sound, which I believe was my way of subconsciously proving that this odd method of chooosing sound effects really did prove to be very good, if not the best way to choose sound effects.

Trying to Help

I see my first girlfriend walking in with a heavy pack on her back. She was leading a cattle drive and was beat. Lots of people were coming in, but she was one of the main people in charge.

I asked her if I could take her pack. She asked why, probably cause she was already almost to her room or whatever. She just looked so tired, I wanted to take it. Her pack was huge--stuff all over her back.

When she asked why I wanted to take it, I remembered something I read on enlightenment. I thought about telling her, but it was too much to go through. When she asked "Why," I just answered, "Why not?"

Someone then asked me if I would "take this." It was some metal object. I said, "OK." Then the guy turned and walked away. I asked, "Where should I take it? How far?" He said, "Five miles." I said, "I can't take it that far." The guy walked away and didn't seem to hear me.

I tried to get his attention, but now he was ignoring me or something. He didn't understand me. I asked if he spoke Spanish in Spanish. He didn't answer. I told him in Spanish I couldn't take the object. He had that blank look on his face.

I tried to motion with my hands I was not going to take it and the deal was off.

Dream Skip

Bruce Lee was fighting Dr. Oz, who apparently knew Karate. Bruce did some weird power-up scream. His body and face contorted a bit, then he ran at Dr. Oz and beat the shit out of him before Dr. Oz could move a muscle, though he was still standing.

Dream Skip

There was some fighting competition that wasn't fair. It was some weird games scenario with people who were skilled fighters and in control of the game.

There was this weird thing that played out twice. Someone had to fight someone from a lower level. It was not a fair fight. A boss type person said, "OK, you don't have to fight them." When the less skilled fighter feels a bit of relief, they realize that now they have to fight someone above the other person--the bosses boss.

So, in the second fight like this, I watch it unfold. First this girl has to fight her boss, a guy. She gets a reprieve, and then finds she has to fight the guys boss, a woman. She had a weird red head thing on. it was like a padded tube that fit around the sides of her head.

I somehow got involved. I was not looking forward to fighting her, but I was going to. Then I started feeling more confident. I controlled one of her weapons, though it was like her clothes or something. The she said, "Aaah, I can kick you!" She was wearing boots with heals and some kind of fur jacket. Very sexy.

I put my foot on the underside of her boot and pulled it off. Then the same with the other boot. Then I got on top of her and started kissing her face. This was wonderful. It didn't get too hot though.

Dream Skip

I was talking to my dad and told him that I wanted to tell him about my dreams of him because he's gone now, and while I had the chance, I wanted to let him know that I dream about him and always wish I could tell him I love him.

Dream Skip

I beat the shit out of my older and bigger dickhead brother. A family elder was mad at me for cussing and for being violent. I told her that I would blow up the fucking world!

A Moment of Lucidity

I was walking along the beach and became lucid. I was hovering along looking at the sand. I could see the flecks of dark and light. I focused on them, but that was a bad reality check. I tried to do a reality check, but I was already waking up. FUCK!


A Woman Quits on Her Birthday

A lady was outside her office which was right at the edge of the water. She was on a bicycle riding on a tiny bit of space where you could walk.

It was a pretty little spot with jagged rocks towards the back of my view, and flowers towards the front. The lady was riding around thinking of how she was quitting on her birthday.

Someone realized that it was her birthday and felt terrible that nobody even remembered.

Can't Get Her

I wanted this girl named Jackie so-o bad. I don't know a Jackie in waking life. I was in tears because she liked me, but just not like that. I felt like I was so close to being with her I couldn't stand it.

Her mother needed help with 2 clocks that needed winding. I got a special tool that fit around each of two knobs for one clock. I wound them both up by turning them like a socket.

I went to the other clock. This knob had a slightly different shape, but the tool fit around it as well just right. I turned this one knob until it was tight and that clock was wound.

I went back to Jackie and tried to hold her. I just couldn't get close enough to her because she wasn't interested. I left the house crying.

She came out and followed me. I was going to have to go home some 20 miles or so on foot or by bike.

My Brother on Skype

My brother was putting me down over Skype. My friend Micah from DV and our Lucid game project wrote a program that allowed me to capture and organize my brother's insults into categories. The comments were automatically filed by direct insult, insult as he spoke to someone else about me, and there were two other ways of organizing his insults.

I had a report of two or three pages showing each comment organized under its appropriate heading. At one point I had come up with something to say back to him. I typed it in Skype. I wish I could remember what it was I said. In any case, I decided not to send the message because it would play into his plan. I am currently not talking to him, haven't for about a year, and have no intention to talk to him ever again. So, I erased the message and decided the report of his comments was enough to damn him.

I had another dream where I was fighting my brother, but I can't remember it, so I'm just making the note here.

New/Current Job and Going to War

I was looking for work in the country. I've been working and thinking about my garden iwl, so I dreamed about a farm. I thought I would like it. Then I saw the workers as they bent down to spread straw or tirelessly pick vegetables. I realized it was not as romantic as I thought it would be.

Then I was on my job driving a school bus, but in this country environment, I didn't know if I needed to turn to the left or right on this country road.

I was eventually talking to someone in a special car. It had a boxy design, but was a luxury car, and was actually pretty nice looking. It was midnight blue. It was wide like a Bentley, and the sides were high. From the windows to the roof, it was like a second boxy level on top of the first. It was not as high and looked like a chop-top design. First it was a Jaguar, but I think it eventually was a Rolls or a Bentley because it just didn't have the styling of a Jag at all.

The guy inside was telling me about the car. He said it was designed to carry different types of people. There was one seat that was kind of separated from the others as it had a shower in it. You would sit in the seat and, you could clean off. That seat also was for the nerdy type as there was information on the inside of the car that would allow you to compare pricing on that car versus other cars. It was a nerdy thing because of numbers-crunching.

The other seats were more for diplomats or something. It was absolute prestige for the owner of the car, and luxury for the riders.

I then ended up talking to a guy in the same location, in an almost empty parking lot. Everyone was leaving. I was explaining that I didn't know which way to go. He said I just had to find the school my way, so I decided I would just go to the right and find it.

Then we started talking about how I was going to be going to war, and he was my commanding officer. I felt like I would never advance because I have such a poor memory and poor sense of direction. I started trying to improve his perception of my by touting my previous accomplishments in web design.

I then started telling him that while I used to be afraid of war, I have changed my attitude. I figured, I may very well die in the war, so I might as well fight with courage and die valiantly. I started really feeling ready to fight for our cause.

More Boxes

There was a building that was being foreclosed on. There was some kind of a structure under which the owner had built these box structures with plexiglass walls and wood frames. They built a tower underneath whatever the other structure was--some kind of an open fountain or sculpture.

I wanted some of the boxes, but I was afraid because they belonged to the owner. A guy who was with me said it didn't matter, and threw a couple of them to the side. This is reminiscent of the dream I had yesterday where there was a tower type structure of multiple cages for small rodents stacked atop eachother.

Chinese Buildings / Radio Announcer


NPR came on this morning and infiltrated my dream.

I was in China, watching a building being built at night. I forgot almost all of the dream. It was very involved. In any case, when it was over, the dream switched to me being inside a house, likely in America, and the NPR announcer was in the living room with me.

He walked across the living room to his seat saying his finishing line, "I'm (whatever my name is) for NPR in Shanghai." I don't remember if he said Shanghai or some other place. My memory escapes me, but I couldn't help but thing how dumb it was to be saying his ending line when he was right there with me.

It wasn't that he wasn't in Shanghai or whatever. That part was OK. It's just that I knew who he was, and he was acting like he needed to tell me as though he was talking to everyone through the radio, which of course he was because NPR was infiltrating my dream.

In my dream, it was really weird. It was like someone talking to you in third person. Then I started thinking, I wish I could do a piece based on a manuscript I wrote. I could be all technical and sound important, but that wasn't about to happen, and my dream ended.

Argue and Make Up

My wife wanted help cleaning up. She said the dishes needed to be washed, and she asked me to sweep the floor...and please mop...please! She was upset with me.

I started sweeping, but it was hard to get all the dirt to sweep up. There was crap everywhere, and I was upset about having to clean up.

I was barefoot. I was sweeping up cat litter, but we don't have a cat and my wife won't let me have one in waking life, so I was pissed about having to clean up kitty litter.

I told my wife, who looked like someone completely different, why I was mad. I was calm about it, and she said she didn't want to fight. She asked me to hold her, so I held her. We started messing around. I was licking around her vagina, but now we were in a public auditorium. Someone came in at the bottom, so I said we had to stop.

The lady came up a bit, and then went out a door to her left. We continued messing around for a bit. I did not get pleasure from the sex the way I typically do in dream sex. It was more a matter of what the dream story was than the fact that I was performing a sex act.

Dream Skip

I'm still with my wife I think. I see a bunch of rodent cages that look rather convenient for housing mice or gerbils, and it looks like they are being thrown away. I went up to them to check them out, and they had little furry rodents in them.

Every time I moved a cage, the rodents were multiplied. They would get out of where they were, and then there were to many to put in the space they were just in.

My wife, or who ever it was now, said she lost a bunch of them. I found a whole family living out of the cage, and managed to pluck them all up and put them in my shirt. Then I started looking for where to put them with no luck.

The End

Playing Piano

I was playing some little piece on the piano in front of a bunch of people. It was a simple little piece, but it was captivating for some reason, and everyone loved it. I was alternating two notes, but they sounded good together. I started forgetting the piece, so a started improvising. I was playing chords that didn't really sound that great to me, but everyone loved it.

Then I started playing up the keyboard and my hands were so dextrous, I was playing stuff I could never play in waking life. I was amazing myself, and it was all improvised.

I finished the piece and everyone was cheering. I won third place, which surprised me, and received a $200 check.

The End

I was doing some kind of video work, or maybe just attending an event. I wish I had better recall, because it was an interesting and enjoyable dream. In any case, at one point I was with a blond woman. I keep thinking she is a woman I know from a Publix store.

The blonde was licking my neck. She kept licking it quickly. It felt so good, it paralyzed my right arm, and I told her so. She kept doing it. It was awesome in a weird way.

There was an elephant walking in the desert looking for water. It was able to sense water with its trunk.

Two researchers were in a deep hole. One had on a blue dress that was making it look like water was in the hole. It created the look of the sun reflecting ripples off of water.

I was looking at this from the perspective of being in the hole. I could see it looked like water, and I was sad that it was a trick. The elephant put its trunk towards the hole, and then in the hole looking for the water.

The end of the trunk didn't look exactly like an elephants trunk. It was too round.

Fire & Ice

There were a couple purposeful fires in my backyard. I do burn at home.

Instead of logs, there was a structure of wood beams approximately 12" x 12" x 12' long. There were two beams standing up and one resting on top. The flame was intense and rolling.

I told someone to watch the other fire while I watched the big one. The fire was too big, but there was nothing else to catch fire, so it was OK, but I needed to be able to douse it with water if it got out of control.

I looked away. When I looked back, there was ice in the middle of the top beam.

~

Fighting my Brother

My brother and I do not speak iwl.

I threw a pine cone at my brother. He threw it back at me, but I caught it, or it hit my jacket and fell into my hands. I threw it back at my brother worried that this time I would miss. I threw it and hit him again.

~

I was fighting my brother again. I was ready to beat his ass. I knew by a false memory that he had already won the last fight we had, but I was ready to go again.

I was wearing a leather jacket. It was zipped up. I took it off as I would take off a t-shirt, and I was ready to go. I threw a few punches and the dream was over.

Earth Moving Equipment
A friend was in a Bulldozer. It flipped over. I was afraid it would catch on fire, and it did. I was afraid to get him, but I ran to him to grab his hand and pull him out.

The bulldozer flipped again. I jumped out of the way, then went to pull him out. I never did pull him out because the dream ended.


Dream Girlfriend

I had a feeling I was getting emotionally close with the girl I was sitting next to. She was thin, and very cute. I leaned into her and she leaned back. Fantastic!

I reached my arm around almost completely confidently. With my arm around her, we were now a couple. I kissed her cheek. It was an interesting dream sensation.

As I was kissing her, she asked me, "Is my platypus open?" I looked at her hair, and it was together nicely, so I answered, "No."

Platypus indeed!

I was looking for my bus out in a country environment, but it was just one of the shops where I park, according to dream logic.

I found my bus and noticed it was dented in the middle. As I walked around to the passenger's side, I got a better look. It had been wrecked. (Why would I be picking up my bus in that condition?)

~

There were a bunch of people picking on someone, or fighting them. Unlike me, I immediately went over to help the person, ignoring any harm that might come to me. I felt really good to be doing the right thing.

~

I had another dream where I couldn't get food. I was at some type of banquet. I had eaten two plates already, so I didn't get to enjoy them in my dream.

I didn't want to be greedy, so I didn't eat more, but everyone around me was eating. I eventually decided I better get full; that's what we were there fore.

I went to the buffet, but they were out of food. The server went to get more, so I waited. When he came back, my plate had been served with a piece of steak that I didn't want. Oh well, I would just put some more stuff on my plate. I got my plate and saw about 3 different dishes. One was little clam-like things. It looked like h'orderves. I wanted to get them, and some of the other dishes, but they told me now they were closing up.

Why would they bring out all the food that they did just to close? I started to hurry just to get one plate of food. I saw some broccolli. I never got more food.

I then went to the bathroom to wash my hands. There was stuff all around like a dirty clothes hamper and a stool with clothes hanging off everything. I had to turn to the side to avoid the stuff just to get to the urinals.

Once I got around the stuff in the way, the room opened up. It was a huge bathroom. I thought about how much of a waste of space it was.

I never actually went to the bathroom. I started to wash my hands instead. As I started to wash, I found I had some tin foil in my hands. I was trying to rinse my hands, but the lather kept building up. I never got rid of the tin foil in my hands either.

I kissed someone's hand I know. Sensing a problem, I tried to explain my way out of it. It was kind of working.

A black panther was growling behind / under / beside my bed. He was very close and very angry. I was just waiting for him to attack.

In my dream, I was in bed and had been sleeping. I was now trying to open my eyes, but I couldn't.

Then, the panther was a cat. I still couldn't open my eyes, but the growling was now the purring of a cat. I could feel it's cool breath on my face.

I think there is some connection with FA's and becoming lucid. I felt close to lucidity in this dream, and I considered this an FA. I'll keep tabs on it.