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

Dream in black and white
Personal interest level: 5
I had a false awakening. I saw myself in bed trying to sleep (not astral projection). I was thinking I needed to go back to sleep to have a lucid dream.

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Personal interest level: 7
I dreamed I looked at my hand to do a reality check and counted eleven fingers on one hand. One finger was sticking out of one of my middle fingers.

This was not a reality check. I dreamed of what I've been thinking about for the last three days. The finger sticking out of one of my other fingers was straight from an explanation I read on DV about why looking at your hand is a good reality check. It was pure suggestion.

So, I count eleven fingers and don't even think that is weird enough to go lucid. I know that doing a reality check is a good idea even though it didn't register in this dream, but how frustrating is that?

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Personal interest level: 8
Later I had another sex dream. I was doing something nice (O.S.) for someone else this time. A car pulled up. It was the owner of the house. I ran upstairs to get my clothes on. I had trouble getting my pants on.

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Personal interest level: 3
Later still I had a dream that I was at my old high school. It had 5 stories or more. I was friendly with someone one grade higher than me which surprised me in my dream.

I ended up looking for a bathroom that I could not find. I looked down halls until I was at a lower grade from elementary school. I saw the kids doing more juvenile learning and turned around to go back.

I ended up seeing stairs to the school that were falling apart a little. It became a job I was on. The stairs needed to be repaired. I took on a helper and somehow made him cry about the job which he didn't really understand. I started apologizing and patting his leg like I do my own little boy. The kid wore kacky (sp) pants. He finally felt better.

The End

Dream date: 2.13.2011

I was at a movie screening with my dad who has passed. I realized that since he was alive, I must be dreaming and ran over to him to capitalize on the opportunity to talk to him. He immediately became lifeless. He was awake, but no mind. The realization that he was actually dead took away his life in my dream.

Realizing I was in a dream, I decided to find a girl. I then started flying to a new place. These are my two favorite things to do in my dream, and I used flying to find a girl.

The flying was great. I focused on the landscape. I flew over large clearings and avoided the dense trees. Sometimes I would have to navigate dense brush. Sometimes I can barely stay afloat, but I was very successful in regaining strength in flight.

I ended up finding a girl and having a very good time for what seemed a fair amount of time. I ruined it when I tried to get another girl to join. We touched fingertips, but I couldn't pull her in. That was the end of that.

I started waking up. Oh no!

I tried to get back into it. I think you call it WILD. Well, it worked, and I started flying again. It rates a close second to sex. I flew searching for a building with a door to go through. Instead, I ended up in Mario Brothers land and quickly left! I started looking for a building with a door again. I was in Disney land or something and there were all these food kiosks. I finally found the door, landed, and went through.

I found an unattractive girl, and went on. I then found a very pretty girl and I made something else very nice happen. I love when I can do that.

Any way, eventually that ended and I started trying to get it back in my dream. In search of, I started flying. I got confused in my efforts, so I ended up flying all over trying to find a girl. Instead, someone else found me and took offense at me. He pulled out a gun. Maybe that was triggered by the fact that I've been looking for a gun lately.

Anyway, in my dream I said, "Oh, I don't want any part of that!" but then I said, "No, I can handle this" or something like that. Right then, I thought about the task of the month, but it was for a past month. It was to be struck by lightning and to become a giant and to crush a city.

I started thinking a mix of the lightning task but turned that into letting the guy shoot me through the palms. I knew that was wrong, so I forgot about it. I was into my dream anyway, but it was really cool to remember that I had a task to complete. What a freaking trip.

The guy with the gun ended up shooting the gun unloading about 5 rounds and I started dodging them like Neo in The Matrix. The bullets were coming at me in slow motion because I believed they would.

I started to fly away and a guy who was about 8 or 9 feet tall could almost grab me. I flew up, but not much. I was really heavy and worried. That is about where my dream ended.

It was really awesome to be in such control. I have noticed that my dad is a trigger for me to realize I am in a dream.