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

    Like sands through the hour glass, so are the dreams of our nights.

    1. Interpol Lucid

      by , 03-06-2012 at 04:23 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was at some kind of an airport or something. I ended up seeing this short-haired blonde. Something about her wasn't that attractive, but something about her was very attractive. I think she was in my mind from someone I met at a Publix the other day.

      She ended up leaning into me. My face was it her hair and by her neck. I was so close to her neck with my lips for so long. I was nervous to kiss her, or to even touch her neck with my lips, but she stayed right there. I got a little closer. Her neck was right there at my mouth.

      I finally just barely touched her neck with my lips. It was wonderful. Then my grandparents were looking down from a window high up in the wall. My grandfather said something. I said, "Yes sir" hoping my respect would instill mercy for being "naughty" or whatever.

      I was then outside at my friends house. I realized I was dreaming. I was with a beautiful woman, though I couldn't see her face. I started makinglove to her. I slapped her in the face as an RC. I continued making love to her. I looked down at her, which I never do in my lucids. I wanted to stabilize, so I slapped her again. I should have just rubbed my hands together.

      Soon the International Police were buzzing around and they were after my friend. He stayed in his garage. I couldn't believe they were after him. I asked him, "This is real isn't it." It was in fact an FA. He said, "Yes, this is real."

      I ended up trying to imagine myself making love again, but I thought I was awake and couldn't get back into the dream. RRRRR.
    2. Goin' to Mexico

      by , 03-01-2012 at 01:13 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was in Mexico. I was moving there. At first there was some problem, but then it seemed to be working out OK.

      I ran through some mud that went up my ankle a little higher than ankle socks. Then I was spitting mud out of my mouth. I kept spitting out more and more.

      Eventually I was in a building trying to get out. Twice I ended up looking into someone's hotel room, but it was as though everything was connected, so I just passed their room that I was half way in, as I was trying to find an exit.

      A couple times I wondered why I was in Mexico in the first place.
    3. dvmemplayingguitar

      by , 02-24-2012 at 04:21 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      This member was with some guy. #1 had a short, choppy haircut. I didn't see the other guy. They were doing some weird thing where they put one finger under the strings of the guitar where you tune it, then strumming and picking also in a rather strange way.

      The dvm would mess up a little, but made it OK by the way was strumming the guitar.
    4. Hacked

      by , 02-22-2012 at 05:04 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)

      I dreamed my Google account was hacked and I couldn't get into it. Then it turned into my OS that was hacked and I had messages from the Russians basically taunting me. Fuckers.
    5. grlnbed

      by , 02-22-2012 at 04:01 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      2x a dMemberN my bed


      I saw different colored block letters on my ceiling--all capital letters. I want to say I knew I was dreaming, but I was not lucid; I thought about the fact that I was dreaming though. At this time I also saw a screen showing an x and y axis of basically a single white pixels width. I was trying to figure out how to make a game.

      My idea was that a point would show up in a quadrant, and you had to shoot it. Points would continue showing up in all the quadrants for you to shoot.

      I thought this would be a little hard to keep up with as a player, so I thought I would design it so that the points would appear in the quadrants in order, quadrant 1 then 2 etc... This would allow them to appear at an increasingly fast pace, but the player could anticipate their appearance and get into a rhythm shooting them.

      I didn't like the idea that much in my dream, nor when I woke up. Maybe that's why I didn't put more energy into it.

      Updated 02-22-2012 at 05:02 PM by 41873 (Added a dream)

      non-lucid , memorable
    6. Birds; Dentist; Breasts

      by , 02-20-2012 at 04:46 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)

      I was in a car with unknown DC's. The scene out my passenger-side window was a very large bush on the left and one on the right. They must have been 15 feet tall and 10 feet wide. Between them was an opening.

      Behind and between them was open space. I saw a bluebird hanging in the air as though perched on a branch. I thought that was very odd. I told someone to look at it, but then the bird was on a tree branch.

      In the background was a large oak. The trunk was behind the bush on the left. The branches, bare due to the season, and now the blue bird was in the same position, but perched on a branch.

      Now there is a Macaw perched in the tree. I was trying to remember the name. I finally identified it as a Scarlett. It had a white beak and red feathers. It seemed to be in poor shape. Its feathers were matted and it seemed a bit sickly.

      I tried to give it a nut or a seed or something. I was afraid because it was such a large bird, but I didn't really think it would come to me. I showed it the nut and it started to fly to me. I was really afraid.

      Then there was a bird that looked like an Egret, but it was black. It also had some speckles on it. Then there were two or three of them with several other large birds. They were all together as though they formed a little eco-system.

      I was trying to catch one of the birds, or give them food ore something. I can't really remember. I was up against a wall as the scene unfolded now. There was some issue with a toy and who it belonged to. The birds were still around.

      The End


      I was at the Dentist. It was a really cheap office, but I didn't mind. I thought it was a Mexican dentist's office, but the guy himself was American.

      The room was large and baron. The walls were a medium shade of green. I thought how my brother would have never gone there because it wasn't good enough. I liked it because it didn't have the feel of a regular dentist's office.

      The dentist had done some work on a back molar (in good shape in waking life). On some adhesive material was inscribed that there was some deal on the tooth. He had to write it on the tooth to get the discount.

      Then I had to write it in the next tooth up to get the deal. I had to write "Superior" or some shit like that. I was trying to scratch it in with my fingernail and it was not working at all. I explained the trouble I was having, so the dentist put on a bracket as though I needed braces. There was some adhesive cement that went on the top of my tooth.

      The dentist said that I would be messing with it for a while. He meant that I would feel it in my mouth and my tongue would be going to it to feel it for a while until it wasn't messy anymore, or until I got used to it.

      I wasn't happy about it, but now it was done.

      The End


      I saw to girls with sandy blonde hair. They were very attractive with nice, full lips. I kept getting profile shots of them with the sun in the back ground, but the pictures were not washed out. I could see the color of their hair and lips very well.

      Then they were lying down next to each other. I looked over at them and their shirts created a space so I could see their breasts. I kept trying to see their nipples. At first I couldn't, but eventually, their shirts got into position so that I could.

      My eyes were so heavy, it was really hard to keep them open. I got a few more peeks. The top of their breasts sank a little into their breasts so I couldn't see the whole thing. I was a little disappointed, but just kept trying to see their nipples.

      Then my eyes go so heavy I couldn't open them at all. I was trying to open them with my fingers and couldn't.

      The End
    7. Haunted House

      by , 02-19-2012 at 01:56 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Haunted House

      Other dreams I had of this Haunted House later: Haunted House

      I was with one or two friends in a house. I don't know what was going on. Somehow the house was haunted. I left the house and drove away.

      A friend was watching us leave as though from the computer. Perhaps I dreamed that part because I was on video conference last night.

      I went through the city that this friend lived in, and that I recognized as "The Springs" and then remembered more clearly as "Altamont Springs," an actual place in Florida. I was seeing this in 3rd person perspective.

      Then I started going through the down town area. It was like a five-way intersection. There was a festive atmosphere as though it was a tight-knit community.

      Dream Skip

      I'm back at the haunted house. I'm with my friend--I think it is MJ. We are going back to get something out of a room that we had locked up.

      We had to go into a room, then go up a couple steps to open a small door in the back of that room and unlock a sliding lock.

      Neither of us wanted to be the first one to go because it was scary. We were running to get this done as though the sooner we could do what we were doing, the better chance we had that the haunting would not have started, but I was afraid, so I slowed down so MJ could run ahead of me. He slowed down too.

      Some how, he ended up going first. I had locked the place down, so he should be the one to open it back up.

      We got in the building, and I heard my FC T.M. over an intercom saying that we needed to hurry and put in the alarm code or we would hear the most unpleasant sound we'd ever heard. He said they knew how to make the experience very unpleasant.

      I put my fingers in my ears, then I started worrying about a smell that would be horrible and dangerous. It would be part of the haunting.

      One of us opened the door to the room we were trying to get into. There was a small refrigerator and something in front of it blocking access. Dream logic made me have to go to the back of the room to open a door and unlock that sliding lock to get what we came back for.

      I didn't want to go in there because the evil spirit was in this room. I explained how to unlock it, and I got closer to doing it myself, but I never did, nor do I think he actually did it.

      Now we were back to the refrigerator. There as a six-pack of ginger-beer. We had to get them out of the frige and leave quickly.

      I was afraid of a green fog that was going to fill the room. It was going to be like an evil gas preceding the spirit that was going to come get us.

      My friend finally got the door to the frige opened. He was having trouble getting the sodas. Should he get the whole six pack which would be kind of awkward? Just throw them to me one by one I told him.

      He started to, but now we were ready to leave. We ran out and went around a culdesac in the neighborhood. There was a guy with a camera threatening to take pictures of us for doing something illegal. I was afraid, but there was nothing I could do.

      We went around the culdesac and he started taking pictures, but as we left, it wasn't such a big deal.



      A lion trainer let me get near a lioness. We were walking up a flight of stairs and it came up to me. I didn't really feel it, but it rubbed up against me and went all around me. At one point it got on my back.

      At that point, I felt extremely vulnerable, as though it could turn not so happy to be near me and kill me. It got down and stayed very close to me.

      The night before, I'd been chatting with a DV member about cats and how much we love them rubbing up against us.

      Updated 09-14-2012 at 04:28 PM by 41873 (Remembered a dreaf fragment)

      non-lucid , memorable
    8. Bothered

      by , 02-18-2012 at 05:12 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I told a DV member they were mean and asked why they did that. They didn't answer.
    9. High-flying Lucid; Burning the Street; A Bug in a Nut

      by , 02-12-2012 at 05:32 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was typing on an old IBM typewriter. It was the kind I learned how to type on. I was trying to type a phone number that wasn't in the system, which made the typewriter start to smoke.

      Someone came over to look at it and I explained that I know what I was doing. I'd learned on that kind of typewriter.

      Dream Skip

      I was at Kelly and Cohen Bedrooms. I thought how interesting it was that after so many years, I was right back where I'd started so many years before. Then I realized I was dreaming.

      I decided to look for my childhood home to enter my worst nightmare. I did a reality check. As usual, 5 fingers, then it turned into 6. Time to fly.

      I headed out and flew at a moderate height looking for houses, then I came to a cliff and I was so high above the trees it was amazing. I felt my stomach drop. I can never get that high when I try to fly up.

      I tried to focus on the wind on my skin as I did last time. It was not as intense, but I could feel it. Then I looked down to see houses.

      I flew down trying to land near a nice, big house, but I landed too far from it. I tried to go too it, but I was having a hard time. Gravity was pulling me the other direction, so I went the other way.

      All of a sudden, the subdivision was a grave yard. I saw all these graves. Then I saw an antique cash register in the middle of it all. I wanted to check it out, but decided not to waste time. I should have looked at a headstone carefully.

      I saw a house up a hill beyond the graveyard. It was a siding home. I decided to pass through the wall or the window. I saw a man on a phone inside. I decided to enter and see what I could find. I passed through the window and the man was a woman.

      She was extremely attractive, wearing a white shirt. She was on the phone. I was willing her to take off her shirt. She would have, but as she was getting off the phone, I woke up. Grrrr.

      The End

      I was on a blacktop street. I saw a piece of plastic about 4" by 8" embedded in the street. I set it on fire wondering what it would do to the street. I told some guys there that I was nervous to do it, but I would just blame it on them, then I told them I was only kidding, which I was. (Funny joke )

      Dream Skip

      I was in the water at a man-made beach. Someone came up to me and gave me a strange apparatus and told me there was a bug inside of a nut inside the apparatus.

      I examined the thing I was given and concluded I had to open it. I did so, and found an odd electrical device with a light bulb. Inside the light bulb was a mosquito. Others were looking at what I was given.

      When I looked up, there was a boy who was with an older girl. I was jealous that this older girl liked the little brat boy. They ended up kissing a rather mature kiss for such a young kid. Then he walked away to play. I thought the kid didn't know what he was doing. He should stay with the chick if he knew what was good for him. She had a beautiful mouth. It was very red, partially natural, and partially lipstick/lip gloss.

      Dream Skip

      I'm in a building trying to get something to drink, but I don't have enough change on me. I needed a dollar. All of a sudden, I look up and drinks now cost $3.00. I thought how fucked up everything is that just when I can afford the damn dollar that drinks cost, they go up again so I can't afford them again.

      Then I look in the change return and find some coins. I thought how someone had put them there on purpose to pay a good deed forward. Then I started finding lots of money. It was all in change, but it was all dimes, quarters, dollars and such.

      Someone who managed the building came around and I thought I was going to get in trouble for taking all this money.
    10. A song and "lucid"

      by , 02-11-2012 at 05:20 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was in a car as a passenger. I was talking to the guy driving about a combination of a song and "lucid." I was referring to lucid as a drug or something. It could have even been lucid dreaming, but I referred to it a just "lucid"; furthermore, I referred to it based on a false memory, or an earlier part of my dream that I don't remember, where I was talking to a girl about the same thing, or she had mentioned it to me, and I just remembered it.

      ANYway, I was talking to the driver about it. He was dressed kind of weird, and he was kind of weird. He took my comment of the song and "lucid" and decided to act it out. He rolled down the window and hung himself out the window hanging on by his legs on the inside of the door. His feet were kind of touching the steering wheel.

      I told him "No, stop" or "No, don't do that!" as there was now nobody holding the wheel. Before we crashed, I took the wheel.

      Dream Skip

      I'm in a room with a bunch of people. It is some weird kind of police training or something, but not very formal. It is also not entirely a police academy. It's like friends or something. I also mentioned to one of them about lucid.

      Dream Skip

      I'm in a room with a bunch of women exchanging gifts in bags because of something nice someone had done. I wasn't going to get a gift and I knew it. I was kind of hoping someone would think of me, but at the same time, I don't like to be the center of attention. I don't really like getting gifts, so I was OK with it.

      Somehow, lucid was also part of this scenario...I think.
    11. Brush with Lucidity

      by , 02-11-2012 at 04:00 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Brush with Lucidity

      I was on some a team of soldiers. We wore black, and so did the enemy. It was only pretend, but it became real.

      The enemy had machine guns while my side had gloves that could shoot out of the fingers. We were facing off with the enemy when we all decided to take a deep breath and think over what was happening.

      We all slowed it down and backed off a little. I wished I could float to make a smooth, quiet retreat, so I said to a friend, "I wish we were lucid."

      My friend said, "Lift your thumb!" The idea was that if we were lucid, lifting a thumb should give us the lift we needed to levitate, then we could move backwards in flight.

      I lifted my thumb, but it didn't work. Another brush with lucidity that absolutely failed.
    12. Jar

      by , 02-07-2012 at 04:33 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was with JAR We were together again. She had her back to me with no clothes on. All I saw was her back and the top of her but. She had nice curves.
      Tags: jar
    13. A Predictable Sandman Lucid

      by , 02-06-2012 at 04:50 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I don't remember anything until I started to realize I was becoming lucid. There were a few women. I saw them in a rather baron environment. I realized I was lucid and decided to go for one of them.

      I got one and leaned her back to lay her down. I'm always afraid I'll wake up, so I decided to get her clothes off as I was bringing her down. I lay her down with my left hand, and raised her tight, pink, cotton dress with my right. By the time she was on the ground, I had her exposed.

      I nommed on her breast for a short time, and had an FA.

      I was in a restaurant in a booth. There were two blonde women at the table. One was paying her check with a credit card. I reached out to take it wondering if I was lucid and thinking it would be no harm. She retracted the card and I got nervous. I tried to explain I thought I was having a lucid dream.

      She didn't get it. I asked her if she had ever had a dream where she knew she was dreaming...the old explaining lucid dreaming routine.

      She seemed relatively interested, but she and her friend left. I was left alone. The restaurant was noisy. I wondered what all the commotion was. I finally leaned up to see a T.V. with the picture of a U.S. soldier in Iraq. I asked if someone was talking to their husband in Iraq. They said no.

      I was a little "confus" and got tired of the noise, so I left. I went outside to see another dirt road with some women up ahead. I realized again, I'm dreaming!

      All the women were unattractive, obese black women. I flew towards them hoping to find a cute one. No such luck. I kept flying down the road. I flew through a shanty town. On either side of the road, there were shacks made of metal roofing material. All had their back side to the road.

      As I flew down the road, I looked at the homes and noticed everyone had a goat. Some people had two. I thought I should fly to the front of the homes, but I kept straight.

      I finally came upon a young woman with strawberry blonde hair. She could have looked better. I looked away and looked back and she looked a bit better.

      I looked for a place to lay her down. I saw an black iron bath tub that would never hold enough water to bathe in. It only came up about as high as a black iron pan.

      I decided that would be too cold. I didn't want to lay her down in the dirt though. I went to lay her down so as not to waste any time, and a piece of plastic appeared under her. That was convenient.

      I lay her down the same as with the first one, lifting her dress as I lay her down. Again, I nommed on her perfect breasts for a while, glad this is one of my few lucid capabilities.

      I didn't want to leave her breast, but I wanted to taste her lips. I began to kiss her. It was yummaliscious. As I kissed her, I touched her below. She finally got into it (my DC's are often rather lifeless). She moaned, "Oh don't..." but she sounded like she was in ecstasy.

      I don't remember the order of these dreams very well. I know that at one point in my FA, I was so mad that I had awakened from a lucid that I made an angry face gritting my teeth at which point I saw a yellow mist with a face gritting its teeth. I thought that made sense. I was seeing my emotion.

      Also, between lucid's my alarm went off. I snoozed it and went back to bed and had the second lucid. I actually think I had two FA's, but I'm only certain of one.

      Mixed in there, likely somewhere around the restaurant scene was another dream I had where I was in the office of an ogf Jennifer M. She looked great. Her office was positively opulent.

      We were going to go somewhere, but she left and I stayed looking at a door that was right at a window looking several stories below. I liked the door to nowhere. Then I noticed another one.

      I eventually left and saw a restaurant for the office building workers. It was dark and cozy, though a bit sterile. I walked through thinking how much I liked that an office cafeteria would make the dining room dark for an intimate environment at work.

      As I came out, Jennifer came back to get me. I was kind of sad because she had such a good job and I didn't. She said she could get me an application. She walked over to an executive who gave her one. She came back and said, "I told you I could get you an application!" I was still sad because she could get anything with her looks and it had nothing to do with me deserving a job.

      I then saw a vignette type corridor where the walls looked like an alien planet's cave landscape. I asked Jennifer to walked into it so I could take a picture of her. She did, though I never actually took the picture.
    14. Hotel on the Beach

      by , 02-04-2012 at 05:29 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I had been dreaming, I think, for a bit, but I don't remember any of it. Enter the point I remember: I was looking at three women, not sitting close together. I said, "Wait a minute, I'm dreaming!" I went in search of someone to make it with.

      I didn't like the women in front of me, so I went elsewhere. I saw two hallways running parallel. I was already losing lucidity.

      I continued down one of the halls and found a room with nobody in it. I went to another room and found a bed. There were three young ladies under the covers. I peeled them back and found one attractive. Now there were only two in bed. I told her to take her clothes of. I started to take my clothes off.

      My wife came in the room and ruined everything.

      Dream Skip

      I'm in some kind of hotel on the beach. I'm with a friend of mine, but he isn't with me at the moment. I closed a sliding glass door to prevent the water from the ocean crashing into the hotel room, but the glass is broken, so it is going to come in some.

      I leave that room and go somewhere else. The water is right up to where the building starts. I am at someone elses room. I don't remember well what that was about, but I headed back to my room. Again, I saw the ocean right up to where the hotel foundation is.

      I almost have to swim at the waters edge to get to my room. The water is deep and there are large fish. It is very disconcerting. I'm afraid of the fish, and I'm afraid of sharks. I look and find sharks swimming around. I decide against swimming at all.

      I made it back to my room somehow. It was in a bit of disarray as if it had been flooded.

      I had a dream about fish 2 1/2 weeks ago. Fish Dream 1.16.2012
      lucid , non-lucid
    15. A Giant; Family and Friends

      by , 01-31-2012 at 04:15 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      A Giant

      I was looking out the side bedroom window. Clear as day, I saw a giant. He was about 80 feet tall. He was black. I remember the detail in his face...shape and all.

      He had bad intentions. I was really scared. I saw a school bus floating just outside my window over to the side. I remember telling my wife that it was all real, or that he was bad, as evidenced by the bus floating outside the window.

      The End

      I also had a dream about being a giant myself.

      Family and Friends

      I was in someones back yard. My fgf was sitting to one side. About 20 feet away, my dad was sitting next to M. About 20 feet away from that was another couple...they were friends in the dream.

      I was going to take a picture of my dad with his girlfriend, but his head was hanging down. I know this was because my father has passed away. Instead, I decided to take a picture of mogf, or the other couple, or maybe I ended up taking a picture of my dad and M. if he lifted his head. I can't remember, but I did end up getting one picture.

      This is interesting because I just had a dream about having pictures of me the night before.

      The End

      Updated 02-04-2012 at 06:05 PM by 41873

      non-lucid , memorable
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