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    1. # 70 Just A Bit Of Making Out

      by , 08-03-2013 at 05:44 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      So The lucid portion of this dream was just making out with this girl, but I log my lucids, so I'm logging this dream even though it was a really short bit of lucidity.

      ____________

      I was on a beach in Hawaii. We are trying to arrange to move there IWL. I was with my son. It was a black-sand beach,
      though the beach was actually rocks, some black and some brown volcanic rock. I wanted to start throwing the brown rocks
      into the water to slowly make it a real black-sand beach, but that was going to take forever.

      We saw a boy my sons age in the water by himself. We seemed to disturb him as he started walking away to the beach on the
      other side of the water. We went in the water, though I didn't feel the water. We made it to the other side. The beach was
      made entirely of rocks that were starting to crystalize. These were like rocks I found on a small natural sand bar at
      a simple creek IWL. They actually were terminated stones, though very few were clear.

      Anyway, I started looking at all the rocks. I was very impressed. Then the boys mother came around as did her husband. I
      liked her though. I talked to her about her work. She was in real estate, so I talked to her about what I used to do in
      real estate. Then I started talking to the guy. I asked what he did for a living, but he wouldn't tell me. I think I
      bothered him talking to his wife.

      The dream transitioned to where I was driving away from some house at night. I passed some lawn bags and went back for them.
      I wanted the leaves in the bags. I went back and eventually, somehow at some point I ended up at a house with the girl that I
      was trying to get to my whole dream.

      Dream Skip

      I was watching something on T.V. The program showed a table with space on it using crystal balls as planets and broken
      mirrors to shape other planets. It looked almost exactly like a table I had started working on, except the one in my
      dream had a galaxy close to the middle of the table.

      I couldn't believe anyone else would have the exact same idea that I had. I started collecting my crystal balls to
      put in the table I created so I could show someone that I really had the same idea as whoever was showing the table
      on T.V.

      I went downstairs to where my table is and ended up seeing this chick in bed. At first she was dressed, but then she
      had opened her shirt and dress/robe thing. I lay down perpindicular to her and saw her naked body. Her breasts were
      a C cup, very attractive, and she had a strange bit of hair on her vag. I started making out with her and then realized I was dreaming.

      I made out with her for a bit and worked on putting it in her.
      I continued working on putting it in, but my lucidity was gone. My dream simply continued from this point.
      Then my dream ended , but it was resolution to the rest of my dream trying to get to this girl (that guys wife from earlier).

      I also find it important to have even these short bursts of lucidity to program your mind FOR lucidity.

      Updated 08-03-2013 at 05:47 PM by 41873

      Tags: beach, crystals, sex
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    2. #68

      by , 07-25-2013 at 04:02 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      This was another really short lucid.

      I was on top of a building with a bag of money, but I was thinking in my head, "What if someone had a bag of money and--." It was a stereo typical,drawn, two-dimensional bag with a money sign on it." The bag was drawn.

      Then I saw The Greatest American Hero on top of the building with me, but his hair was a little flat, and he looked a little gay, so I called him the Gayest American Hero, and realized I was dreaming. Realizing I was dreaming, I thought I would trick The Gayest American Hero. I "fell" off the building with my bag of money, but I fell a foot and then hovered, while the Gayest American Hero flew down expecting me to fall.

      I then flew back up, but typical of me, at the top of the building, I needed to help myself with physical force.


      ~

      I had another dream where I saw an old woman who was so old that her skin was gone and she had a layer of clear skin. Her eyes were big like eyes from a sponge bob cartoon.

      I had a ball with gell and little hard, clear tear-drop shaped plasticy things. I squeezed the ball and one of the plastic things came out and landed on the old lady's leg. She was a bit disturbed, so I apologized and pulled it off of her a bit embarrassed with myself.

      Updated 07-28-2013 at 07:07 PM by 41873 (Corrected Spelling)

      Tags: hero, old woman
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. #66 & #67

      by , 07-02-2013 at 06:48 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Lots of dreams last night. I had a bad argument with a good friend. I was really depressed, at a big Mexican meal very late, had a cup of coffee later than usual, and I cycled for the first time in a long time, so what triggered my lucids? I have absolutely no idea.

      A kid needed a blood transfusion after an accident. I picked him up, put him on the hospital bed, and stayed holding him even though his father was right there.

      This scene kind-of alternated with a scene of a plane crash. I viewed this in 3rd person. A black guy inside was having heart trouble. The plane ended up in the water and it is up to everyone's chest. The black guy held his chest and said, "I shouldn't have come." (Ya think?)

      #66

      I was starting a company with my friend M. S. A hot brunette was working for us. We were all sitting around. M. told the girl to turn on the T.V. just so he could tell her what to do. I told M. to then tell her to come sit in my lap.

      It didn't work out exactly as I wanted, but eventually, I figured out I was dreaming. I looked at my hand to be sure--six fingers. I was so happy. I started making out with her and feeling her tits. She was delicious. I decided to lick her ass, so I told M. to come over and he could make out with her. I had her for a little, but soon woke up.

      #67

      A knight was riding a horse along the bank of the ocean or something. The water was like 50 feet below or something. The knight was riding along and I got it in my mind that his armor was purple, and that he was the Purple Knight.

      I was afraid he would fall in the water. Instead, he kept riding approaching a crowd. At this point, I focused on the crowd. I ended up in a room with several people, and I realized I was dreaming again. I looked at my hand and counted six, so I took a girl and started to eat her.

      I quickly found someone else though. She was dirty blonde and had bigger tits. Her skin was smooth and soft, her lips were deep pink to light red, but natural. I made out with her and felt her up. I soon
      woke up again though.

      It was early afternoon when I woke up. My rough night left me restless in the morning so I kept waking up, but going back to sleep. This gave me the opportunity to lucid.

      Updated 07-02-2013 at 09:21 PM by 41873

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    4. # 65

      by , 06-14-2013 at 05:59 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      • I might have been better rested going to sleep
      • I went to the bathroom and did some very brief cycling.



      I was walking in an enchanted forest or something. I went deeper and deeper. I eventually took a path at a fork in the road. When I turned back, I went the wrong way at the fork. I walked to a lake with blue water, but I thought it was the path, so I ended up walking in the water.

      The water was deep very quickly, and I realized that it was an evil lake. I called it the mucky lake or something like that. The ground was soft and I was very uncomfortable as though I'd disturbed something.

      I turned around and went the other way at the fork. I soon came to a clearing and I was out of the forest. As I walked, I quickly saw several large wooden structures. They were like speakers, but made of wood. They were about 10 feet tall and wide with these huge concave dishes inside.

      I realized I was dreaming, and so I took off in flight. I have been having some reservations about porting through solid objects, so I flew down, ended up flying really fast, and flow right into the wooden structures.

      First one. I was either going to go through it, or hit really hard! I went through. I did this two or three more times until I was in a warehouse. I flew to the ceiling in the warehouse and then came down.

      I ended up walking around and found a bald guy in a room. I was happy to meet him. It was as though we had a special connection. I asked if he was lucid. He said, "Not really." I was thinking, "Why not? I just brought it up, so you should become lucid!"

      I floated around a little, and then came down feeling heavy. I didn't want to come down, so I tried to get tough for some reason. I tightened my muscles, gritted my teeth, and growled, as though that would help me fly better. Then the bald guy did the same thing. Neither of us flew.

      I started to leave and
      lost lucidity.

      __________________________

      Lice

      I dreamed there was a carton of lice about is big as a large box of BB's. They were crawling around happily. I've never actually seen lice, so I looked at them.

      They were bigger than lice in real life, about quarter inch long. I knew they were bad news, and eventually one was crawling up my arm. Then I noticed there were several on me.

      I started catching them and squishing them. I was terrified they were already in my hair. My fingers became tacky as I squished them.

      ~
      Talking lucidity

      I had a gathering at my house out on the patio. I was talking to J. F. about a guy I work with A. He was having a dry spell of lucid's while mine were picking up.

      I lay down on the cement and put my feet up on the little wall when everyone started going inside. I thought everyone was playing some kind of trick on me because it seemed organized, and I didn't know what was going on.
    5. # 64

      by , 06-12-2013 at 03:36 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      • I had some car trouble yesterday that scared me a bit.
      • I woke up to use the bathroom and decided to cycle.
      • About a month and a half ago I was shoveling fertilizer and got stuck in a mud pit.


      I was at the end of a neighbor's driveway talking to a cop. He was going to help me with my car as it was giving me trouble.

      The cop got in and started my car and ended up going off the driveway onto the soft ground, where we got stuck. I started crying saying, "What am I going to do now" over and over.

      Then I realized I was dreaming. I did a hand rc and went through my usual routine where I had 5 fingers, but after staring at them I had 6. I sat there and counted a few times to be sure and they went to 7 and then 6 again.

      I decided to punch the cop in the chest, and then I asked if he wanted me to pull his heart out. I reached my hand into his chest, but couldn't find his heart.


      I may have had a false awakening. At one point I remember trying to go back to sleep and feeling my body buzz, and trying to relax and go with it, but I was having trouble falling back asleep. I think that was an FA.

      Dream Skip

      I'm at school and can't remember what the class is doing. Everyone leaves except this one girl. I look to her for help but she doesn't want to help. She gets up and leaves also.

      I got up and feel stoned and nervous that someone is going to question my red eyes. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands but there is no sink. Where there would be a sink, there is a Port-a-poti urinal. I left disgusted.

      Dream Skip

      I am in some other building and I'm getting something to eat. I see this older black lady feeding from another woman's breast. She is a vegan, so she didn't want to eat any of the food at the cafeteria we were in. I was thoroughly disgusted...again.

      _____________

      I had another dream where I made it with some hot chick. She was so hot that when I was done, I was trying to do it again.
    6. # 63

      by , 06-03-2013 at 05:44 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      There was a large gathering of people. My wife was there. I was trying to look at an attractive girl who was nude and rolled backwards putting her legs behind her head. I got a peak at her vag. I wanted to stare at it but I didn't want my wife to get mad.

      Throughout the dream, this same girl had a crush on me, and I certainly liked her. She had long, wavy dark hair. I tried to sit by her the whole dream.

      I ended up in a large circle with a hundred people I guess. We were all looking at a wallet and some change on the floor. The wallet represented business, and we were discussing the negative effects of business, or of business on society, and how if someone picked up the wallet, those effects would come to fruition.

      The crowd then started walking/floating around the wallet, and I closed in and grabbed the wallet and the change. I gave a "gold" dollar coin to the guy next to me since I got the wallet, just to be nice.

      I then started dreaming of Breaking Bad when the guy got some kind of mercury and blew up Tuco's office.

      I thought what I had thought the night before while watching a marathon of the show, that he should have thrown that stuff around and blown up more stuff.

      I was dreaming him walking down the stairs, but then it was me. Once outside, I still had the mercury in my hands, and thought, I'm dreaming! I decided to fly to get away instead of blowing stuff up. I jumped up and started flying. I was on a hill and saw trees very clearly, but as I started waking up, I got heavy. I started coming down and woke up.

      * A couple nights ago I went to a party. At this part I talked to a girl about lucid dreaming. She was very receptive to the information for different reasons. This was a possible reason for tonight's short lucid.

      * I woke up to use the restroom last night. When I went back to bed I decided to SSILD cycle for the first time in a long time. This may have spurred my short lucid.

      My great start to 2013 I feel was due to logging so many dreams and learning SSILD. I have recently stopped logging regular dreams and have not been cycling. It's time to start cycling regularly, and I may need to start logging my dreams again.
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      non-lucid , lucid
    7. #49 Flying Fast & #50

      by , 02-27-2013 at 06:58 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Flying Fast

      I was driving down the highway with my friend M. We came to a 3-way ramp. The middle ramp was for cars coming towards us, and the other two were ramps for cars going our way.

      There were tiny, automatically driven cars coming down the middle ramp. We were lost, so I told M that we should write a note for one of the little cars to find out which we we were supposed to go.

      Then I was heading towards a tunnel. A very long truck loaded with boxes that filled his side of the tunnel completely was coming out. I was going in and it was really cramped. As I headed in, I was suddenly holding onto a car that was flying extremely fast, and I realized I was dreaming.

      I was going so fast, I could feel my stomach pulling at least an extra g. I started talking to someone that it felt like I must be going 300 miles per hour.

      Then I started singing Maybe I'm Amazed by Paul McCartney. I know my voice isn't that great, but I thought it sounded pretty good, and I was a little surprised at my power. I belted out a couple stanzas really enjoying the speed and the song.


      Then I was with my fgf, having lost lucidity.
      Spoiler for Sexy Time:


      I then woke up and went to the bathroom. I went back to bed and

      #50
      was lucid again. I saw a blonde and decided to get my hummer with her instead. I got it, but I couldn't feel it that well.


      That's all I remember of this dream. I'm not even really sure there was any more to it.

      Updated 02-28-2013 at 03:44 AM by 41873

      Tags: blow, driving, fgf, flying
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    8. #48 - WBTB - Little Luck in a Crowd

      by , 02-22-2013 at 04:45 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Mayan Calander

      I was in a shop selling crocheted female clothing. They were Orange and Yellow against a darker background. There was a skirt with a Mayan calendar. I wanted to buy it badly. First I looked at the other designs. They were also of Mayan design, but more abstract.

      Little Luck in a Crowd

      I woke up to go to the bathroom. Returning to bed, I practiced SSILD. I believe the dream actually occurred a couple hours later. I think I woke up to turn off my phone alarm, and within five minutes, I had the dream. My phone snooze only lasts five minutes, and I think I dreamed between alarms.

      I went in and out of SP. I heard a wooshing sound as though something went by very quickly. I thought it odd.

      I did an RC but couldn't see my hand. I was still awake. I relaxed and let sleep take me, every once in a while thinking about my typical subject of choice. In and out of SP, I finally slipped into a dream.

      I enter the Waffle House (IWL I have hit the Waffle a few times, once to meet a friend M.) The place is packed. I spot a blonde and move in. I put her on the table, lie down, and kiss her. I can't really feel her lips. I'm to awake, though my dream has materialized so that it builds itself.

      I tell her to open her mouth (so I can really kiss her), but she doesn't. I decide to try to make it with her. I attempt to pull my pants right off my body, but it doesn't work, so I try to take them off the regular way.

      There dream shifted to a flat, cement structure, but I forget what happened if anything.

      I had a lot of trouble with this lucid. I was too awake. The success here is that SSILD may be working.

      Updated 02-22-2013 at 11:47 PM by 41873

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      lucid , non-lucid
    9. Neighbor's House (Lucid)

      by , 02-12-2013 at 10:45 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was in a second house of ours. I got in bed.
      There was nice art around the house.

      Dream Skip

      In bed, a skateboard gang was skating outside. The sliding glass window was open. They came closer, so I had to say something, but I was afraid because they could gain entry.

      I said hello, and I used to skate, but they can't come in. One guy came down and walked in my room. I pretended to get a gun, then remembered my dad's old knife. I got it for real, went up to him and stabbed him.

      Dream Skip

      Now I'm in my Dad's old house. I realize that I shouldn't be here because the house was actually sold, and I realize I'm dreaming. I can't leave fast enough. Remembering a discussion I had with CanisLucidius, I jump and phase through the door with ease.

      I decide to go to a neighbor's and make it with her. I fly down the lawn and there are flowers in a garden on the left and right. I take them all in. What a beautiful path to the neighbor's! It was two large beds of Asiatic lilies.

      I don't want to lose lucidity, so I say, "I am lucid" as I fly. I get to the neighbor's door, and with haste, I phase right through. I fly to where I know the bedroom door is. I have my father's knife. I lay it on the bed. I see everything so clearly. Her underwear, others in bed...no problem. I do what I want from the back. It isn't quite right so I pull her blue and white underwear to the side and continue.

      The guy wakes up. I don't want this to ruin anything. He suspects something and moves closer. I back-hand him in the face and he stays on that side of the bed. The chick says, "Well that was something!"

      I flip her over and try to put it in. She puts her fingers in to get it ready. I don't want to lose lucidity so I go ahead and put it in and start to make it with her. I see her so plainly. I touch her while I'm doing her, enjoying the way her skin feels.


      I woke up.

      I don't know if SSILD worked, but that is the technique I used. I used it after waking up to use the bathroom, so it was the right time also. I then thought about what I wanted to dream about. I don't know if it was the technique or not, but it certainly worked out exactly how I wanted and better. This was the best, most controlled, most vivid, longest lucid I've possibly ever had.

      BTB now. Good night.

      Updated 02-12-2013 at 05:18 PM by 41873

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    10. Country Story; Mom's Jewelry

      by , 02-09-2013 at 12:35 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Notes for dreams so I can go back to bed:

      Lots of land with bails and bails of hay, only dark.
      Someone said, "If all this were mine, I would re-hole every horseshoe until they were perfect" or something like that. I saw a horseshoe with a hole in it in my minds eye.

      Then I was sitting with a boy who stitched up some grey, suede leather so that it contained some RR spikes in a leather tube. I helped by banging a another spike into it so the head stayed above the leather. (I have six new RR spikes IWL). The leather tube eventually turned into a hat.

      I asked him to help me stitch one for myself. He then revealed a larger black hat for me. Then it turned out to be a football, which disappointed me.

      Then I had to use the bathroom. I went in and the john was really small and had no lid. As I started to take my pants down, someone disturbed me. Jesus!

      At a weird party, my brother got a piece of clothing caught on the top of a door. Someone took a piece of mom's jewelry so I did too, but I decided to return it.

      I Went up stairs picking up miniature pitchers along the way, then a lady picked one up and tossed it back to me.

      I returned the jewelry, then it morphed into a cool gun. It was small and crude, made of wood and brass or gold. You pulled back on a stick which was connected to something so that when you pulled the trigger, the stick was released and it would hit the projectile inside. It was awesome.

      Then there were a bunch of brass dishes. (Yuck, right?). I had a false memory that I grew up with it. (IWL I did grow up with similar stuff) I was putting them away, admiring the shape of some of the cups. The were like a mix between a Chinese tea cup and a soup bowl. They seemed to be the perfect size.

      I was watching video of women rubbing their nipples. All of them were perfect.

      Updated 02-09-2013 at 04:39 PM by 41873 (Filled in some details.)

      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. Visit With My Dad

      by , 02-08-2013 at 08:57 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Visit With My Dad

      I was on a roller coaster kind of ride, but instead of normal cars, I was on a piece of my father's furniture. I was sitting with my boy. My dad was in front of me and he was probably sitting with my brother.

      We were slowly climbing up into the trees. Some were Oak trees, or similarly nice hardwoods, and every so often there was a Dogwood. They were beautiful. You could see where they were in the forest before you got to them because they had pink or white flowers, but in the dream, the flowers were like gumballs. It was a great perspective to see the trees up high on a ride.

      Dream Skip

      I'm at the side of a bed about to get in. I notice a stain on the sheet that looks nasty. I tell the person in bed about it. We're looking closely at it now. I see it is still fresh and spreading. That is really nasty. I'm not getting in this bed.

      Dream Skip

      I'm in bed with my dad again. I tell him that I wish I could buy 10 acres and level it. Then I would plant nothing but Oaks, Elms, Dogwoods, and other nice trees, and the only trees I would let grow would be nice trees. I would put something down on the ground to block other trees from growing. (This is something I wish I could do IWL. It is straight from a waking wish).

      I asked my dad if he has lucid dreams. Then I said, "Yeah, you do. We've had this discussion before," (this was a false memory). Then I told him that I just wanted to have a cup of coffee with him. (I recently told someone IWL that that is all I want from my dad, nothing fancy--just to sit down and enjoy a cup of coffee.)

      My dream ended right there. This is typical. I made the salient point and so my dream ends.

      FA

      I'm with my brother. He's telling me that someone (who is on a radio show) wants him to call. He said that he has asked him to call any time he's feeling down.

      I tried to tell my brother about my dream with dad because it made me so sad. My brother didn't care. I started telling him anyway. I told him that I told dad that "While he was alive, I just wanted to have a cup of coffee with him." I also told him about the Dogwood trees with gumball flowers.

      Dream Skip

      I'm driving down the road and see someone's car is overheating. I want to get him some antifreeze, but he's so close to the store he can get it himself.

      I end up going in a store for some reason anyway, but there is nobody or anything I need, so I leave. Now there is a doorman taking money and letting people in. He ends up telling me nobody sneaks in. I told him I didn't sneak in. I just walked right in. Then he came after me. He was black.

      A white punkish guy saw me running and threw a can at the black guy to help me get away. Then the black guy had some friends coming after me too. The black guy got the can and threw it back at me. The white guy gave me another can to throw back. The new can was empty, but I retrieved the other can and it had some liquid in it. That would hurt! I threw it at the guy.

      I started running away and made it to the white guy who is now with a friend. They are now against me. They did some weird maneuver where they set up a punch and both hit me at the same time. It was a memory from a hit in a football game or something IWL.

      This part of the dream was really vivid.
    12. 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.

      Germany
      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.

      OGFJx3

      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.

      Vaulting

      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

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    13. Tagline for a Metier; A Colorful Death

      by , 01-30-2013 at 10:27 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Tagline for a Metier

      I was standing at medium sized red pick-up truck. It sat up high with a lift kit, it had roll bars, and the engine was in the bed. I read on some part of the engine where the owner had affixed some kind of sticker or embossed right on the engine block this tagline: "Unfortunately, nothing NO2 occurs before a gas line."

      I had a hard time reading it, but when I did, it was in plain English.

      A Colorful Death

      Some guy was seemingly just going about a typical day, but something happened. I don't really remember the circumstances. What I do remember is that it was like the Nightmare on Elm Street III in 3D. The guy was dreaming, he died in his dream, and so he died in real life.

      He died in his dream, which may have been more symbolic--that is, it may have simply been that he died in his dream story, but as I watched him in his own dream, I never saw him die.

      After I watched him in his dream sequence, my view turned to his actual bed. It was pristine white and didn't have any covers. There may have been a top white sheet pushed towards the foot of the bed. Then a head appeared and rolled just a bit. His dream death equated to a decapitation in real life, but without a body.

      The white bed was like a canvas, and a rainbow of color appeared on the bed. It was a rather striking contrast to the head.
    14. Lizards and Snakes; Atourney and the Monster; The Dog and Flying

      by , 01-30-2013 at 03:15 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Lizards and Snakes

      There were a bunch of baby chamelions. Then a snake came and had one in it's mouth.
      A narrator started explaining how all the lizards were being eaten, and then there
      were many snakes and they were all eating a lizard until there were none left.

      Then the narrator started explaining how the lizards are vulnerable when they are out
      of their homes, and he started explaining about their homes. He explained that the lizards
      lived in a little hole, and I'm seeing everything that is being explained.

      The lizards would chew a little home from wood and have their babies in the home. Then
      the babies need to chew their own home, and in that time, they are vulnerabl. In this case,
      Snakes had eaten every lizard that was running around, but there was a whole where some lizards
      had been spared. They came out and there was a whole batch of lizards that survived.

      Then one of the snakes was making his home. It was an Eastern King snake, and it made its "home"
      by crawling "hard" into the ground, but again, the snake crawled in a piece of wood. The snake
      carved out an indentation in the wood as though it were crawling through sawdust.

      The snake was crawling around me. I wanted it to crawl around me, so I stayed very still
      so it wouldn't go away or bite me. It started crawling around me and I thoguht it was awesome.
      He was about 3 feet long and very pretty. Then I noticed that a bit towards its head, the snake's
      body was torn. It looked like the nylon from old pool chairs. I felt bad for the snake, but it
      also signaled trouble. Then the snake looked at itself pretending it was going to bite itself.
      This was just a ploy to not draw attention to the fact that it was going to bite me, which it did.
      It didn't hurt, but it was annoying.



      Attorney and the Monster


      This was such a cool dream. I was watching Perry Mason. His table was in the middle of a huge, empty
      room, and surrounded by a little wall all around him about knee or waist high. This scene later repeated
      with the wall a bit higher. Anyway, that was the opening scene. Moving forward, a man is choking a
      woman on the ground. He doesn't kill her; he merely scares her. She's fine, but she can't get up.

      The man runs away, she looks over and now I see where she is looking. There is a rock wall like a cave
      wall or something. There are jagged rocks. Right against the wall and kind of blending in, is a rock monster.
      He is made of a line of flat rocks standing on edge getting bigger and bigger as they go to his head.
      It is kind of like a snake, except made of increasingly larger, flat rocks. Its head is like a triangular
      rock, but the corners are way rounded. His expression is painted on with lines drawn in either pink or black,
      strange, but I can't really remember which. The eyes were just lines, as with the mouth, but the expression
      was eerie. He looked evil. The eyes were drawn like lines going up, over, and back down, so like a frowning face.
      the mouth was just a line also, but painted on this rock face, and that rock body, all on the ground, it was
      humble and miserable...and wanted to get the girl that had been choked.


      The Dog and Flying

      I had a dog that was in a cage I think, on a train. It got off the train. I held it by a leash, and someone
      told me to just try to get him back up on the train.

      I then saw a lady come down from a second story in an apartment, and then come out through a closet. I figured
      I could go up if she had gone up and come back down. I went in the closet and saw an opening in the ceiling. It
      would be awkward getting up through that opening, but I believed I could do it, so I jumped up to fly through,
      which I was successful at. I ended up in an up-stairs area. I knocked over a telephone because I was still flying,
      though I was heavy and not very skilled.

      I had something like a balloon or something that I put under me. It helped keep me afloat. Now I knock over a
      large, multi-line phone. It falls downstairs. I say, "Watch out!" but it hits right next to a woman who never
      even tried to move. She looked up. I said, "It wasn't my fault!" It wasn't, though it felt as though it were almost
      my fault.

      I dip down again as I'm not good at flying, and went back up as I worked on my belief.

      The End

      Updated 01-30-2013 at 02:52 PM by 41873 (To put dream titles in bold.)

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    15. Football Guts; Corrupt Politician

      by , 01-27-2013 at 06:28 PM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      Football Guts

      I ran over a football with a charter bus. I was afraid it was my professional football, but someone held that one up in good shape, so it must have been my sons junior size football.

      Now I'm outside and I see what looks like an eyeball with stringy stuff coming off the back, and a weird yarn-like mass. It is about 8 inches long and yarn is coming out from the center so you can see the ends of each piece of yarn.

      I step on the eye and juice shoots up my leg. I find this really weird since my foot covered the entire eye, so how did it go up my leg? I thought about stepping on another eye, but figured it wasn't worth the bother.

      Corrupt Politician

      There was a politician about to start answering questions. He was in a dark underground room with soft dirt walls. Some voice said he was going to answer based on two names that were in the walls. One was supposed to be a name plate of a person, while the other was an animal.

      A reporter type then asked a drawn-out question which I couldn't keep up with, but it seemed to make sense. The politician was sitting in a chair like he was being interrogated. He said, "Your question had something to do with an animal, right?"--and my view was like a camera zooming in on the dirt wall. I soon saw a large and a small dog foot print.

      Then the reporter said, "No" (no the question had nothing to do with an animal.) Then the reporter guy asked the question again.

      Then there was something about driving down some path and getting away. I had to go to the bathroom, went up stairs followed by 2 guys who were mad that I was ahead of them because they wouldn't be able to pull some job.

      The End
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