Thread: Tyler's World Of Dreams

8/5

The second night in Dream recall. I decided to do a couple of things to help me do reality tests so I wouldn't repeat last night's mistake. First, I got a pen that lights up when you write. I read that devices often fail when you are dreaming, so if I dream write again, this should be my first sign . Next, after writing, I would get up, check the clock, and look at my hands. If everything was normal, I'd go back to sleep. I hope it works.

1 I was with my grandpa, walking down my street. I found on the ground some American money, and then some foreign currency next to it. Grandpa told me how lucky I was. On each bill, there was a picture of a person, and a description of it. As I walking, grandpa turned into Westlin (a friend of mine), though that didn't startle me in the least. We then began to have an argument whether or not currency is a legal document or not. We argued for some time, and then I woke up.

2 I was at Disneyland, by myself, and I went on three rides if I remember right. I can't remember two, but I do remember the third. It was a walk through ride that normally is a ride that is rode, not walked. I can't recall what was in the ride, but I do remember that one of the rooms was dark, and I could barely make out some of the objects in the room. It was as if the sensor was broke that turned on the ride as I walked in. Later I met up with my dad. We were supposed to meet earlier, but I made up a lie and told him I only went on Space Mountain, and had to wait in a long line. Dad and me went into what appeared to be an old house museum. In it there were several rooms with pictures and old tools and such. Dad got real excited over a picture of the tin man in the wizard of Oz . I found my way into the kitchen, and found an odd shaped, old, meat claver. It wasn't rusted. It looked more like it had paint splatters on it. Anyways. The meat cleaver was very heavy. I remember that detail very much. After showing dad, we rummaged through the house a little more then I woke up.

3 I was on a cruise. I was asked to find a boat room on the boat by nana. I had trouble finding it, so I asked a crewmember. He pointed it was in a corridor past the game room. I mistook the game room, but he pointed me in the right direction. I found myself in a large room with people sitting like in an auditorium. There was a man doing what appeared to be stand up. I watched momentarily after noting the sign that read boat room. I left and went into the game room. There were many games, and the room was huge. Blue carpet, red lights on the wall, and all the games had big screens. I tried my luck at a poker game. I hoped everything on the cruise was free. I got to play. I was satisfied at first, but then it said I needed, something. I can't remember what the word was, but I found it to be another word for that the games weren't free. I spent some time trying to play the other games. But no luck. I left and wondered around the cruise a while longer, enjoying the freedom (not lucid though). I woke up.

These were my dreams. Nothing to abnormal here, aside from the odds and ends. I'd say they were more normal than last night's. One thing that donned on me was my main dream topics. Most of my dreams occur in 3 specific areas. Disneyland, on a cruise, or in a video game. I don't know why, but that seems to be the setting of many of my dreams. Another thing I noticed that my dreams often include my friends. Maybe that's a dream sign. I can't be for sure though.

Edit: 9/3 (I only said so because those were the dreams I remember. I don't remember my dreams often, but when I do, I guess these are the dream scenes that standout the most.)

As I said before, my dreams become more clearer as I sleep later into the night, or as I found out, the longer the dream. I only woke up twice during the night, which meant my dreams were longer. I'm going to do more tests. I'm very excited in all this. I can't wait for tonight!

ARG! I feel just stupid! I let tiredness get the better of me ! I did wake up in the middle of the night, and I did remember the dream, but that's all I recall. Maybe I fell asleep while thinking of my dream. Or maybe I never woke up, and slept through the whole night. Whatever the case is, I can't remember any dreams last night, and that just sucks . Well, I shouldn't beat myself up too hard. I guess it happens to everyone . I just wish it didn't happened so soon. I was really looking forward to the results.

JEEEZ! This is the second night in a row that I couldn't remember my dreams! I did everything I could to remember them. I woke up in the middle of the night, twice, but I couldn't remember a thing. I just don't know what to do!

I was at work all morning, and then went to a family get together later that night. Sometime today, my dad wanted me to check when school started, (in a week). When he said school, the weirdest thing happened. I completely remembered a dream I had last night. Two reasons why this was weird. 1) I tried EVREYTHING to remember any dream when I woke up this morning, and in the middle of the night. Nothing. And 2) my dad told me this at around 4 p.m. So much later. I could of sworn I would of completely have forgotten any dreams last night, but the whole thing just rushed in, as if it just happened. As soon as I had everything I could remember, I found a pen, and paper and jotted it down. Not until now had I had the chance to write it down. It isn't much, but to me, it's a whole lot better than nothing!

8/6

I was in a new school I was late for a class. I couldn't seem to work the door to the class. It was some wired technology that I didn't understand .It was some device that went down like an elevator, but more like a cylinder and only a platform went down. I had to go for help, so I went to the principles office

Another night without remembering any dreams. I tried something new. Something I saw in a forum. It's a voice that tells you your dreaming, and has peaceful background sounds. I couldn't get to sleep with it going though. Oh well.

I had this dream last night. It was a welcoming dream, even though it was a little scary though, because I haven’t been having much luck with remembering dreams. Here it is

8/8
I dreamt that some form of Freddie Cougar was chasing me. I spent quite some time avoiding it, though I never really fought him, or confronted him. It was more like Hide and seek. I got him in a room, and then his face turned into a pizza. (Yeah, well, dreams will be dreams, right? ) Inside the room, there were three, floating people. One had no shirt and was very muscular. The other one was incased what appeared to be a wooden box, with his head poking out. This one lacked the ability to hear or talk, so he talked with a voice like a robot. And I can't quite recall the third. Anyway, these three combined their powers somehow and destroyed him.

I was pretty sure I had another dream that night, but I can't remember what it was. I sort of remember writing it down, but on the paper that I wrote the above dream, on top of it, there is something else written, but I can't make it out. I overlapped the words and I can't read them. Oh well. I'm glad I had a dream last night. One that I remember. That was really a spirit booster.

Yet another night without dream recall. I try hard at night, I really do. But nothing seems to be helping. I did wake up sometime last night, and I did vaguely remember the dream I had, but as soon as I went to write it down, it left me. I tried again and again to remember, but I only got small images. I gave up after ten minutes and went back to sleep. I woke up early in the morning, and still didn't remember any dreams. So I went back to sleep. I woke up about fifteen minutes ago, and I still don't remember any dreams. Jeeze, I wake up three times, and I don't remember one dream. I remember the first two nights doing this I could remember three dreams every night, now I can't remember one. It's not really aggravating now. It just happens. I've got to accept it.

I remembered a dream last night, which lately has been very hard. I think I know the problem. I'm not getting enough sleep. I got to bed too late, and get up too early. I think when school starts; I'll be able to get into a routine that lets me sleep a good eight or nine hours. At least that's what I'm aiming for. As for the dream, I woke up not remembering it, and was pretty bummed out. I went over to my computer and rummaged around the Internet. I was just about to click my dream journal to write that I didn't have any dreams, when it just came back. I know there's more to it, but the images just won't come. I can't seem to pull them out. As soon as I remembered them, I brought out Microsoft WordPad, and typed as fast as I could. I was disappointed that I couldn't remember more, but that's life. Well here's my dream .

I was escorting a new kid around school. I showed him around. The school, which seems to be the case for most school dreams, is a cross between my elementary and high schools. I then showed him to his next class. The room was like my preschool room, but all my friends were there. I don't remember seeing their faces though. I don't remember much of the dream, but something is really telling me that the room we first came in was a music room. Another thing I remember was going around a corridor. A square one. I went around it like five times, really fast. I don't remember when that happened, but the image of me running in a small, square school-like corridor is fresh in my mind.

Eh. Not much, but as I said before, every little bit helps. I look forward to my first lucid dream. Later!

Edit: 9/3 (Hmm. I can't seem to remember the part of this dream with the preschool room. I've been looking back at my dreams, and I remember each of them, all of the details I've put down, but this one seems to have a gap. I just can't recall that scene. I wonder if I can forget dreams? Maybe I should review them more often. I'd sure hate to forget my dreams&#33

Another night without a dream. But that's ok. I know I'll have more success after I began a regular school routine. I know the first two nights that I had a couple dreams to remember, I got a good eight or nine hours of sleep, and went to bed around nine-thirtyish. So I have a good feeling I'll get back into the swing of things. After a full week of successful dream recall, I'll begin techniques on how to become lucid. Wish me luck !

Yeah! A good, long remembered dream! Boy was it a good feeling to remember a dream that was long and vivid. I hadn't had one of these since the first two days of starting the dream journal. I'm happy! Well here's my dream. Enjoy!

I was in our car, my dad driving, and we were driving to a camping spot on Mt. Lemon.(1) I don't remember any of the ride up to the mountain, but it was the last few minutes that I remember the most. As we were driving, I looked out the window and saw a beautiful lake. At first the sun and its rays reflected off the surface. In fact, it made the lake almost look gold. It was very stunning. Then a wind picked up, and the lake began to be covered in waves. There were rain clouds up above, and it made the lake that much more striking. Then I must of lost interest, because all of the sudden, the lake turned very generic, almost commuter-like. It looked badly animated, and was very displeasing. I did not want to look at the lake anymore.

Then, still driving, I saw another beautiful thing. Clouds(2) were forming on the ground. I got real excited, and I was dying to get out and touch one. When we finally got out, I went up to one. I slowly put my hand through one. There was nothing to touch, as the cloud wisped away, but I remember it was cold when I waved my hand through it. These clouds weren't thick or big, but sure was happy to be around them.

I remember running up, and into a cloud. After I started back, using the same path I had used to get to the cloud, I saw something faintly glittering in the air. I thought it could me a spider web(3), but dismissed it as I had just walked though there, and thought a spider couldn't spin a web that fast. I then concluded that it must be a cloud. I casually began to walk through it, and to my utter horror, it stuck to me and the whole thing fell on me. As it did, I saw the spider, very quickly, crawl off the web, and onto me. I franticly began swatting everywhere. I spent a good five seconds just hitting all over my body, until I saw the squished spider on my shirt. All the fear left me when I saw the squished spider.

I went over to my dad and told him what just happened. He started cracking up. I remember laughing with him. I felt confident being with him.

We began to wait in line for a restaurant up in the mountains. (I guess our "finding a spot to camp" changed to "finding a restaurant in the mountains"). I remember the building looked like a log cabin. I was looking forward to eating in there. In this whole part of the dream, I remember feeling at peace while on the mountain, (aside from the spider bit!). But that really stuck out. I felt calm. Everything seemed so real. The smells, sights, sounds. This part of my dream was very realistic. I enjoyed this part deeply.

Then as we were waiting in line, the mountain changed from the gorgeous scenery, to a department store. I don't know why everything changed so quickly, nor did it seem to bother me, as I was still waiting in a line. I remember Nana being there, waiting in line with us. My brother, Brent, was there too. Brent called over to Nana and showed her something on a shelf in the store. I couldn't remember what exactly it was, but it was some sort of box with children on it. She utterly rejected it(4). That's the last thing I remember before waking up.

Well that was my dream. very strong and realistic. I sure felt good after remembering it. I look forward to having more. C-Ya!

Here are some notes I've made to help me, or others, to understand my dream a little better.

1. During my summer break, I've been dying to go to the mountains. I absolutely love the mountains. I could spend my whole life up there. It was my last week of summer vacation, and we were planning on a overnight trip up on Mt. Lemon. I had the whole day planed out, and was really looking forward to going up there. Lately, it's been raining a lot, so on the day were to go, my dad called to see if the mountain was open. To my dismay, due to heavy rainfall, the road up to Mt. Lemmon was closed. I suppose I dreamt of being on a mountain because I really missed not being there, and my mind made it real, because I wanted to enjoy my favorite place to the fullest extent.

2. As I got up one morning to go to school, I was shocked to find a thick blanket of fog covered everything. I had never in my life seen so much fog, and was quite an experience. As I was driving to school, I came out of the fog cloud at an intersection. Forward was school. There was no fog that way. But to my left, another wall of fog was beckoning me to go through it. I thought to myself, I have enough time to take a detour. And besides, I probably won't get another opportunity like this for a long time. I turned left. As I entered the fog wall, I couldn't see anything ten feet in front of me. It was eerie and cool at the same time. All of the sudden, I came out of the fog, and saw the most beautiful sight in my life. The road continued downward where the whole land dropped, like a valley. Well, I couldn’t see anything on the floor, because a blanket of fog about twenty feet high covered everything. Also, somewhere in there, there were houses putting steam columns into the air and the whole thing was beautiful. It looked like an enormous lake, with pillars of fog rising toward the heavens, spattered across the lake. Needless to say, I pulled over and sat on my car and enjoyed the beauty of it. Of course, I lost track of tome, and was late for school :sweat1: . But ever since then I've always had a fascination towards clouds and fog.

3. Ah, the spiders! To be honest, I HATE spiders. They scare me more than any other living thing. Just looking at them gives me chills. I think I dreamt about them because I've been seeing them a lot lately. Yesterday, as I was going about my normal day, I found and killed four spiders. Usually I see one a week, so seeing so many spiders must of triggered my dream. Also it could of helped that after killing my third one, I thought to myself, "Boy, I sure hope I don't dream about spiders.


4. Up until now, that really didn't make much sense. But now I think I understand her reaction. My nana was recently the owner of a daycare school. She had it for a good 18 years, before I was born. Anyways, that daycare was sucking years of her life away, and she showed it. During the last year she owned it, I could tell she hated being there. When she finally got rid of it, She looked more alive than I'd ever seen her. In my dream, her seeing this must of reminded her of the daycare, and rejected it.

Edit: 9/3 (I’m looking back on my dreams, and I think all the side notes I put in were very good dream interpretations. I really like the first one. I'm impressed with myself. And number four too. It's cool that I later made the connection, and how right I probably was. The mind is a wondrous thing!)

I had school, junk to buy, and homework, so I didn't have time to write in my journal. Yet another good, long, vivid dream. Yay! It sure feels good to have these! I hope I continue to have them, or better yet, a lucid dream , but all good things come to those who wait! Here's my dream...

I was driving at night, to where, I don't quite know yet. I remember feeling tired. I must have dozed off, but upon awakening, I found myself in a horrible situation. Somehow, I was in the back seat of my car, and the car was driving onward at full speed by itself. I panicked and quickly scrambled into the front. When I gained control, I realized that just about fifty feet or so ahead of me was a house. If I hadn't of stopped, I would of flew into that thing at break-neck speeds! I stopped the car to reflect on what just happened. I began telling myself what an idiot I was for letting this happen again. (Apparently, I've done this before, and I was telling my self that I had to stop doing this. I don't know if I did it in the same dream, did it in another dream, or if my mind was just making me think that I've done it before.)

I began driving again, and it started to rain. Judging from my surroundings, I was heading to my grandpa's house. I still didn't have a location yet, so I was really just driving. Not too much longer did I see flashing lights and a siren behind my car (1). Oh great! I thought. I wasn't worried that I was driving wrong, but I knew I didn't have my drivers license (2) with me, so I was afraid they'd find out. I began pulling to the curb, then while doing so, I saw a parking lot to a hotel. I thought I would be better to park there then on the side of the road. I remember waving to the cop, and trying to signal to him what I was doing. I pulled into the lot, and waited in my car. I saw in my rear view mirror them getting out. Boy, was I nervous! But to my relief, and confusement, they ran past my car, and into the hotel. Somehow, they were chasing a crook or robber, and followed him into the hotel. I remember seeing and hearing gunshots, and shadows every so often in the hotel. I got nervous. Several things popped into my head. Maybe they didn't want me after all. Maybe this was their destination to begin with. Or if not, I could get away now, before they came back. I did not decide to wait to see if the later was true. I turned on my car, and started to leave the lot. I don't know why, but the front window of my car was all fogged up, so I turned on the window heater. (I saw no significance to this little part of my dream. Oh well!)

I tuned onto the street, and began driving to my grandpa's house (I guess now, I had a location.) It wasn't long before I began to get nervous. More thoughts went into my head. What if they did wanted to pull me over. I remember remembering how they slowed down as I began to pull to the curb, meaning that they were after me, but then got sidetracked. Also, it occurred to me that they might have recorded my license plate number, meaning I couldn't get too far. I let fear get the best of me, and decided to go back to the lot and wait my fate. I turned into a street that I thought would get me back to the lot, but it didn't connect. For some daring or stupid reason, I didn't get into the right side of the road, and went onto oncoming traffic. This side was the side that the lot was on, so I thought I was saving time. I heard cars honking their horns. I saw a white car drive past me, and I began to pray it wasn't a cop. It wasn't, thank goodness! Again, I don't know why I did that. I would never do that in real life! Anyways, I got into the parking lot and waited again. A couple minutes later, a cop started walking to my car. Apparently, he hadn't noticed my brief absence. I stepped out of the car, and began to act friendly, perhaps to get on his good side, and make him forget to ask for me driver's license. I asked him if there were any casualties. He said no, but there was serous damage to the victims. I asked him why he pulled my over. He began walking toward me. I guess he noticed I was nervous, and reassured me by saying, "Don't worry, it's nothing I could of written a ticket for." He said this with a smile. He was very friendly. He walked past me to my car and closed my open trunk. I guess I had it open, and the cops pulled me over to shut it. I was relieved beyond words! I thanked him and we both had a good laugh. I remember he was a young, male cop, with short, blond spiked hair.

Edit: 9/3 (Something weird that I just noticed while reading this dream again. I had no idea that you could have thought or imagination in your dreams. I point this out because in my dream, I thought of scenarios where the cops could catch me. I had an imagination, or something equivalent to it in my dream. I didn't think I could do that. Hmm?)

I got back into my car and began to drive to my grandpa's house. I was instantly in his house. No more driving I guess. I became nervous because it was late getting there, and I was supposed to call my brother when I got there. I began walking though there kitchen and I knocked over some mints in a bottle. They fell on the floor. I began to pick them up, when I saw a deformed looking one. I knew they were supposed to be small, round and smooth, but this one was large, flat, and chalky. I don't know why, but I ate it. Curiosity I guess. I do remember a bad, medicine-like mint flavor. After I finished the mint, I went into the hall to go to my grandpa's room. In the hall, I heard the shower running, and the door was open. I was afraid he was in the shower, and I didn’t want to disturb him, so I walked slowly. Just then, I heard loud music. It was my alarm, and I woke up.

Whoo! That was an intense dream. I remember all the emotions strongly. I'm curious to know how the dream would of ended. I guess I'll never know. I'm glad the alarm woke me up then rather than earlier. I was able to resolve the conflict with the police. If I hadn't the dream would have been more dark and sad. Here are some notes about the dream.

1. Sad to say, I have been pulled over for speeding before. I tell ya, that was a scary experience. I was very nervous, and I ended up getting a ticket. I still remember the whole incident very clearly. Perhaps that's why it popped into my dream. It's not that I hate cops, it's just I hate that they have so much power. Sometimes, it's a good thing, and other times, well, they let it all go to their head.

2. I recently lost my license, and can't find it. I need to get a new one. My dad told me the fine for getting caught without one is crazy. I fear driving, because if I ever did something wrong, they could add me not having a license to any fines. It's really nerve-wracking.

I woke up several times last night, but each time, I had very little or no recolection of my dreams. If I did remember, it was just one or two small, fuzzy images. Nothing to go by. Oh well. Better luck tonight

Another night without any dreams to remember. I can't really figure this one out any more. On nights where I go to bed really late, and not think of remembering my dreams at all, I wake up with a full dream in my head. They're completely vivid, strong, and stay with me. But other nights where I lightly remind myself to remember my dreams and go to bed early, I don't remember anything. I just don't get it. I'll keep at it though. I want to have lucid dreams bad, and I won't give up. I'll just have to see what works and what doesn't.

Yeah! I had three dreams last night! A definite change from the norm. They weren't all that big, but they were three, separate dreams that I clearly recall. WOOT!

This first dream has two parts. The first was odd. I was walking around my house, when all of the sudden, I felt a great pain in my mouth. It felt like a sore on the inside of my cheek, but then the pain began to grow. Intensely. I felt around my mouth. I remember feeling flesh, as if me mouth cut open. I tried everything to get rid of the pain. I tried opening my mouth wide, but nothing would help. I tried showing it to my dad. He wasn't sure what to do. The weird thing was that the pain was real.

After waking up later from that dream, I felt around my mouth, and felt an indent where I must have been biting down hard on my cheek. Two thing struck my odd about this dream. First, why didn't this real pain I was inflicting waking me up. And I know you can move your eyes the same in a dream as in real life, but I guess the same doesn't go for the mouth. I moved my mouth in my dream many times, but in real life, I continued to bite my cheek. Well, I shall continue with my dream.

The pain still wouldn't stop, so I decided to see a movie. I sat down and the movie that was playing at the theater was The Ant Bully, which I saw about a week ago. I remember the movie jumping around quite a bit. But there were distinct differences that jumped out at me, but because some haven't seen the movie, and this is a journal to help me remind ME of my dreams, I'm just gong to write key phrases that should help me remember. Censoring, Giant judges, trying to get his name heard, believing or not removed clothes, view of red van was different. I know it might not make sense to others, but it does to me, and that's what counts. Somewhere in the middle of the movie, the pain stopped. I must have moved around.

That was my first dream. Here is my second one. I can't recall when I had this one. Before or after the above one. I don't know. I only recalled this after reaching for a box of cereal. ^_^

I walked downstairs and in our kitchen, there must have been hundreds of boxes of cereal! The pantry was full to the top of cereal. Even The area where we keep our junk mail was full of cereal boxes. But there was only three types of boxes. Frosted Flakes, Corn Pops, and Apple Jacks. All cereals my dad loves. He only buys these because they come in big boxes and at a deal at wal-mart. I don't remember anything else.

And this is the third.

My last dream took place with an entirely different family. I had a hick dad with overalls, a littlie brother, and little sister. My mother hasn't shown up yet. I started off this dream chasing some sort of ferret. I chased it for a while, and then it jumped into our pool, which oddly was some sort of organ at the same time. I jumped into the pool, and began hitting all the keys around the rim of the pool, thinking that would draw him out. Success happened when I ht some keys and he jumped out and into the water. He tried swimming to the rim to get out, but I kept throwing him back to the center of the pool, so dad could get a clear shot at him with his gun. Though some sort of events, the ferret found its way to dad and took a string from dad's pant and began to play with it. It looked real cute. I didn't want him to kill it. That's when Mother came in to suggest that we try to make money off it by breeding more and selling them. Dad wasn't happy about this, but she convinced him not to kill it. We got some money, and She gave it to us. I was going to buy my little sister and brother dinner, but then I woke up.

As I woke up, I closed my eyes and tried to recall the above dream. I guess I fell asleep very briefly because I had thoughts that I don't think I would of thought myself. I still can't tell if it was a dream or not. I remember recalling the last part of the dream, when I got the money. My real dad was with my little sister, telling how she spent the money. She can't recall what she spent it on, and dad reminded her that she spent it on play spy stuff. She was confused when she heard this, She couldn't remember.

I remember looking at the clock about then in real life. It was bout twenty minutes after I woke up from the dream about the ferret. I still wonder if that's enough time to get into a dream. I guess I'll never know.

But I had three dreams, which was awesome. I feel great!

I had a dream last night. Three actually, but somehow between trying to remember them and writing them, I fell asleep. Grunt! Oh well, one is better than none!

It was my birthday, and I was sitting in the family room. The ones who were invited were Jenny (my dad's friend), Nick, and Maria (her kids). Maria was already there, and we were waiting fro the other two to show up. I saw a car’s headlights pull up into our driveway. I looked out the window and saw Jenny, but next to her was a little girl. I asked dad who this was, and he said it was Maria. I knew it wasn't something I was going to like, because Maria was already here. I caught dad's lie, and asked Maria who it was. She told me it was her best friend. I wasn't happy at all. I didn't want some stranger at my party. I wanted her gone. Strangely enough, I never saw the little girl enter my house. Instead, Nick came out. The swap wasn't noticed, and I considered it normal. Nick is about six years old, and a bundle of fun. He jumped up on me and wanted to play. I wasn't to sure what to do, but he had his own plans. Without any warning, he stuck his fingers into my mouth, and opened it wide. He wanted to play dentist. I obliged. I just let him mess around. I thought it was funny. Then my alarm woke me up abruptly.

My dream could of gone further, but the alarm interrupted it. I am curios how it would of gone from there. The party and all.I assume I had a dream about Jenny and her kids was because I had talked to my dad about her the day before. Oh well! It was a good dream, and that's what counts! C-Ya

I had this dream two nights ago, but it didn't have much meaning or much to it, so I decided not to put it down. After some thought, I decided it would be best if I did write my dream. I've written them all down, so why should I stop now? Here's my dream.


This dream took place in a video game. I remember starting it with a lot of people with me. They were there to help me defeat some kind of boss, or baddie of some sort. A real tough guy. Each of them had their own power. I remember some of them showing them off. One could shoot fire, one ice. I thought to myself, with all these friends, I can't loose. But then a large black portal appeared in the middle of the room, and began to suck up all my friends. I tried to save them, but to no avail. As each of them left, they left behind the essence of their power behind for me to find. I guess it was my journey in the game to reunite all the powers once again to defeat the boss. I remember picking up one of the essence orbs and it absorbed into me, granting me its power. The last part I remember in my dream was wondering around the large castle, trying to find where to go.

This dream, as I remember, was very strong in the image department. There were many colors and depth to my dream, from the dark portal, to the energy orbs. I also remember that last part of the dream quite well. The room was huge. It was a castle dungeon type room, and it was very dark inside. I remember many details of the room, and I still think that part of my dream, be it very short, was the best part.

I'm not seeing any patterns as to where my dreams take place. Before, as I mentioned, a lot of my dreams take place on a cruise, Disneyland, or in a video game, but recently, that doesn't seem to be the case. My dream enviroment seems to be random, and I really don't know what to expect. To be honest, it's making it hard to have my location be a dream sign. As for dream signs in general, I haven't found any. Maybe I'm not looking hard enough. I don't know. Maybe from here, I'll go for outside help. I hope I get a dream sign soon. I have enough dreams with me to start the techniques to lucid dream. I have in my possession ETWOLD. It's a great book, and it should lead me to lucid dreaming, but first I need those dream signs.

Goodnight and Good luck everyone! ^_^

I had a bad dream last night. It was about death, something I haven’t quite overcome yet. I know I need to face this fear, but I don't know how. My dream was very realistic, and quite frightening. Here it is.

I was at my house, and it was dusk. I was upstairs in my room, and I looked outside my window. I saw an amazing site. Next to our moon, was a huge, what I thought to be at the moment, passing planet. It must have been fifteen times bigger than the moon. I raced downstairs, and outside to get a better view. On my front yard, I stared in awe. It really looked mystical. The view was like one of those fantasy pictures. The Planet, or whatever it was, was incredibly detailed. I could see all the craters, lines and crevices. It was absolutely beautiful. Then, for some odd reason, fireworks shot up in the sky. They shocked me at first, but then they annoyed me, because the smoke they produced covered the planet. Just then, my brother came home in a car with his girlfriend. I don't remember saying anything to him, just that he came up. After being distracted by Brent, I went to look back at the planet. I noticed something new. I was somewhat larger, and around the sides, I could see smaller rocks falling with it. I became very nervous. I had an idea what it was, but I wanted to be sure. I raced into my house. Dad was sitting calmly by our computer. I told him what was outside, and he replied by telling me that it wasn't a planet, but a meteor, and it was heading for Earth. Panic swept through me. I remember dad calling it a Mutual Meteor, and that there was nothing we could do, but wait for our inevitable death. I was instantly angry with dad, because he obviously knew this earlier, and didn't tell me. I was mad because he didn't let my last day on earth be pleasant. But that thought quickly left my mind. Now what I did next, I still feel bad for. I did NOT want to die. I fear death. I ran out of the house, and atarted to look for a place to hide. I looked up, and saw the meteor was but a mile away. I dashed down the street, and hopped over someone else’s brick wall, and braced myself there. Something in my mind told me it wasn't a good place to hide, so I jumped back over, and continued to search. I couldn't find anywhere else to go. I remember looking back, and the meteor struck. I woke up.

I feel awful for abandoning my dad to his death while trying to save my own skin. He was so calm, and ready for death. I shouldn't of left him. But my fear of death is really overwhelming. If I knew I was going to die tonight, the fear inside me would be immense. I wouldn't know how to handle it. I hope when I master lucid dreams, that I gain some way to face my fear of death, and overcome this fear. I don't think it's irrational, but it is overpowering my life.

My dream was odd for a couple of reasons. First off, I tried to do something that most lucid dreamers could do, fly. Secondly, my methods were orthodox. Oh well, here's my dream.

I think I was at Cosco, and I was trying to fly, something I had in my mind that I've done before, using this method. First, I sat down in a quiet place, and then I listened to a CD that had a recording of Arnold Schwartzinager's voice. It was like an interview, and he was telling the interviewer that he couldn’t fly, that it was impossible. The interviewer tried to convince him otherwise. While listening to this, I began to eat pecans. After listening for about ten minutes in a bathroom, my quiet place, I went outside to show I think my friends, and my brother. I remember first closing my eyes and imagining myself floating. . When that didn't work, I imagined my self flying while jumping. I tried this several times, but still nothing. I think this is when my alarm went off and I woke up.

I think I had this dream last night because I read ETWOLD last night, and it touched briefly on reality checks. It told you if you jumped, and your jump was extended more than usual, you were in a dream. I'm surprised I didn't fly, because I used methods described in the tutorial. I still don't get the CD. That was very odd. Oh well. I had a dream, and that's what counts.
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Another dream last night. I'm really on a roll here! My dream took place at school. But after remembering, I now realize that it was a combination of my elementary, old and then new high schools. Weird. Here it is.

I was sitting in Mr. Beach’s class (a class in my new high school), when the phone rang. They told him that I needed to go to the office. Now I don't remember if I really did go earlier in my dream, or if my mind made me thinks so, but I was hoping that this time they'd send me home. I walked to the front office. This is when my school changed from new to old. I remember the walk took some time. I remember seeing the scenery of my old school. I got to the office (which was now my elementary school office), and they handed me the phone. It was my dad. Good, I thought. Maybe he is calling to send me home. I talked to him, but he only wanted to tell me that he got my last message (from previously going to the office) and that he was doing fine. I got upset, and told him that this wasn't what the phone was fore. I hung up. I remember the lay at the desk, say, "good answer," as if she knew that it wasn't right for my dad to call. I walked back outside. Another switch to my old high school. I guess it was almost time to go, I decided to head to the busses. I saw some others heading toward them, and I thought my teacher wouldn't care, or even find out. As I began walking, some older kids walked up next to me. One was holding either a flute or bassoon. He began to hum a tune he was required to play at the school, when the other kid says, you know, those songs are just others backwards." I guess he got curios, because he then trued to sing them backwards. He sounded weird doing so. He wasn't a very good singer. I don't remember ever getting on the bus. I vaguely recall being in a bus, but that's about it, so I'll end here.

As I said, there was probably more to this dream, earlier on, but the phone call scene is what I remember most. Jeeze, while typing these sentences, small images are popping up in my mind. Perhaps earlier in my dream, but I just can't piece them together. Oh well, this is good enough for me. I do want to mention that the past two nights I slept the whole night through, or woke up without remembering. I find this weird, because I usually wake up sometime during the night. I don't know what it means, but I'm not too concerned.

I sort of dreamed last night. It probably lasted only one hour or so. I know I fell asleep around ten, and saw my clock at eleven forty-five. I went to seep by accident really. I put on my headphones to listen to music, and I guess I fell asleep listening to it.

I remember being in a parking lot similar to the one found ant my college. I was in charge of some music system. I can't quite recall how it worked, but if you wanted certain things, you had to park your car in certain spots. I was in charge in pointing the cars in the right direction. I began to find this very difficult, and the while thing got very old very quick. I decided to give up and try to turn off the music. I think that's when I woke up, to actually turn off the music.

I'm sure I dreamt more, but that's all I remember.

There isn't much of an introduction to this dream, so here it is ^_^

I was waiting in a line for a Knots Berry Farm ride called Ghost Rider. Something odd happened. I think I lost my first person perspective, and viewed away, and saw in my place a character from that's so raven. (By the way, I hate that show.) Anyway, I began to cut in front of people because I wanted to get onto the ride. I remember some guys in front began to torment me as I stood near the front. They were older than me. I don't remember what they did, but it was mean. They somehow left, and I was there standing in line by my self. A few moments later, the two bullies, from up above, poured a bucket of Hershey kisses on me. Somehow I found this also mean, as did the others around me. Thinking on it now, that doesn't really make much sense. Anyway, I wanted to get these two guys back. I don't know how, but I led them into a cave. Inside, there were three characters from The Suite Life of Zack and Cody there. (Again, I hate this show too. I don't know why they keep on popping up in this dream.) There were the twins, and that janitor. First, the janitor put on a special glove, that when it's shadow cast on a wall, the hand looked translucent, and you could see stuff floating inside it. I t was pretty cool actually. We started scaring the crap out of the first guy (the second wasn’t there.) Then the twins came out, and using their combined shadows, they made a monster's shadow on the wall. We freaked him out more. At last, the second kid came out. This glove that the janitor was wearing also could shock people. So he thrust his hands onto the chest of the kid, and he fell over, screaming in pain. I remember the scream echoing in my head as I woke up.

That's it.

It has been about twenty days since I started recording, and I think I've made some real progress. I am remembering more dreams than I thought I thought possible. I look back, and I had some rough spots. But I think I got the dream recall thing down pat. I’m very happy. But now I want to seriously consider back to my original intention. To start lucid dreaming. I'm really going to need to find a sleep schedule that works for me. I get up at 5-5:30 every morning, so I really need to get to sleep earlier. I will begin looking at techniques that suit other people, and try them out. I guess what I'm trying to say is that today ends my quest for memory recall and begins the journey to lucid dreaming. Wish me luck!

Edit: 9/3 (I think this is when I though it would be OK to stop recording my dreams. I wish I hadn't of done so. I'm now paying for that mistake. Don't EVER do that again! No mater what happens, always record your dreams. They're important&#33

I haven't posted new dreams the past two nights, and I feel bad because of this. I went to bed really late, and woke up late, and for some reason, both times; I didn't remember to record my dreams. I need to be more diligent. I also said that I was going to start my techniques to become lucid, but I haven't done that either. I feel stupid. I want to have lucid dreams, but they aren't going to come if I don't try. Tonight, I shall get to bed early, and have myself wake up after 6 hours, and try a wild. I shall do this every morning till I have a LD. I promise!

I had a pretty good dream last night, so I thought I should write this one down. Here it is:

I was at some arcade, and I just saw someone leave this surfing game. He wasn't done, and he was doing poorly, so I decided to take his place. It stared with some mission where I had to take my surfboard and paddle out near a reef. As I did so, the game changed entirely. I was now a dolphin. I was swimming underwater, and I was supposed to go to a rock as my checkpoint. I had a hard time with the controls, and when I finally got there, another mission was to swim over to a huge wave and surf it with the other surfers. There was some kind of narrator that was telling me how great the wave was, and how there’d be none like it. I dove down into the water, and swam as fast as I could, but then the screen pulled away to the surfers as they finished riding away, and the narrator said that a shark had come by and killed anyone who wasn't on a wave. It then panned to an empty surfboard, floating on the water. Harsh.

I guess I really got into the game, because my mind ditched the arcade, and continued as if I was in Hawaii. It was real neat. I was with some friends, and I went to some Hawaiian guys house. I heard them talking about how sad it was that I died, yet I was sure that I was standing right there listening to them. When we decided it was time to go, I noticed a plate full of stuffed mushrooms, and I asked if I could have one. He let me, and I ate one. I didn't like it, and that's probably because I was in a dream, and couldn't taste it. I then woke up.

I feel real bad that I haven't started any techniques to LD. I probably won't do it tonight as I have a party to go to (mine&#33. But I am glad I wrote down my dream. I really need to start doing that again. C-ya!

Yeah, keep up the dream recall. I don't think it ever gets to a point where you can stop without it diminishing, at least not for me. I think the more attention you pay them, the more they pay you. I'm loving making pictures of my dreams right now, it really helps recall because I'm looking forward to transforming the next dream into a picture, try it.

Good luck!