The Mind of Xanous

Im starting a new journal. The old one I had was just a huge mess and, I'll have to admit, creepy too. I feel like Im starting a new chapter in my life so I'm letting the old one die.

I did not realize how many people actually care to read dream journals so I think I will make it a little cleaner and a little easier for you and me to enjoy. Now if I can just get a little more sleep so I can start adding entries!

I usually fly when Im lucid. Its just so much fun!
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For less than six hours sleep I had fairly good recall and even had a lucid dream.

FA- Baby Wakes.
I wake up to find that my wife came home. I am disappointed because she was supposed to wake me. I hear the baby crying. I get up to check on her but when I get out of bed I am so tired that I stagger around like a drunk man. I can't see very well because my vision is blurred and the house is dark. My legs give out under me and I fall to the floor. My wife gets the baby out of the bed. I stand up and she hands the baby to me. I take her to bed with me and lie down.

:) LD - "Stop being animals!"

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I don't know what triggered the lucidity but I find myself standing over a turtle saying "I'm dreaming". Then I realize that I am with Jon and we were being animals. I tell Jon the turtle that we are dreaming. I tell him to stop being a turtle because we are in a dream.

Jon just crawls away into a sand bank. I continue to scream at him. I get in his face and yell. He wont listen. I start to wake up and the scene fade a little but I push the thought of waking out of my mind and try hard to regain clarity. The dream shifts a little.

I am now looking in a dug out hole in the side of a small sand pile. I see a rabbit... no it just morphed to into a squirrel. Again I scream "Jon, we are dreaming! Stop being animals!" why do I care about this? I do not know.

I crawl away and see another hole. There are many animals in there. I stop and look in. I see something like baby badgers on one side and baby kittens on the other side. I want to pet them but I am scared. I reach in for the kittens but one kitten scratches me and the badgers screech at me. I play peek-a-boo-screech for a minute. Then, I remember that I am dreaming and I can't get hurt. So I slowly put my hand in but still I brace myself for pain. It was at that point that I suddenly woke up.

I guess I wasted that one. I told Jon about that dream and he told me he loves turtles. He said he has his bathroom decorated with them. Kind of strange I would dream him as a such.

Old house. Tiny truck.
I am about to move into my parents old house. The renters are leaving and it will be up for rent soon. I go to the house to check it out. They did some extensive remolding and I like what they had done. I wonder why they just didn't buy it. I was excited to be moving in it.

I decide to leave since they don't know I am snooping outside. I get in my old Ford Ranger to drive off but it had somehow shrunk to Mario Kart size. I squeeze into the truck to start it and I wonder how we ever use to drive this piece of crap.

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Psycho Cop
I am driving down a familiar road. I have been drinking a little but feel fine to drive. I see a car next to me suddenly turn off. I look down the road and see what looks like a check point. I become nervous. I wish I had turned off too but know that it is too late.

I wait as the other cars in front of me talk to the cop. Now it is my turn. I hand him my ID. The dream shifts and I am outside of my car as the cop is searching my vehicle. I worry that he will smell beer on my breath. There are others standing outside of searched vehicles. Waiting. Looking.
The cop asks me for my cell phone. He needs to use it like a CB. Of course it does not work that way so he keeps it. I demand my phone back and get irate. He pulls a gun and turns very psycho. Details are fuzzy here but the cop looks like the bad Jim Carey from Me, Myself and Irene.

I am forced to the side of the road with the others. I look back and see more cars coming. I think that this cant go one forever. The cars will just pile up. I see one of the others. It is a woman. I can tell that she is up to something by the look on her face. I mouth the words, "Call 911". We all know that this cop has just gone nuts.

The woman has a regular cordless phone in her hand. She somehow has managed to get it working. The cop sees what is going on and I yell "Call 911! Somebody call 911!. He's crazy!" The cop cuffs me and slams me on the car.

I look back and the woman is upset because her call was disconnected. Behind her the cop is grinning. He is coming back from a nearby house with a cut phone cord. I can see the hacked phone box attached to the house. I assume that the woman had somehow connected the cordless phone with a different receiver in that house.

The cop slowly walks towards us with a murderous grin as the dream fades and I wake up.

Carnival ride with a baby and a cat
I am getting on some ride that spins. I have the baby in my arms. She is quite a bit yonger. The ride start and I yell for the ride to stop because I cant take a baby with me. He tells me its ok. I look over and see a man with another baby on the ride. I relax.

Now the baby has turned into my wife's cat. I am trying to hold her still until the ride is done. She keeps scratching me and trying to get away. I hear someone say the ride will last 90 minutes.

Hmm... 90 minutes. Was I thinking of a REM cycle? It's like a ride for sure.

Fragments
I see a fat woman she is naked. I feel lust until I see her. She is so huge that the flab covers her nipples and crotch. I look at my wife and make disgusted and grossed out jesture. I look back and she has turned into a white marble statue.

I hear the baby crying. I am thinking about getting up to get her. I am holding a white envelope. I throw it in the air and it turns once and lands perfectly on edge in my hand. I do this a few times.

Wal-Mart Car Lot.
My wife and I are at Wal-Mart. We are going to buy her a new Jeep. I go to the lot with the cars and find her not there. I call her on the phone and she is still in the parking lot. She said something about getting something from her mom.

Long LD - Flying. Space. Vortex.

Something remembered, like a faint indescribable emotion. Something about being out driving around. Mischief.

Something triggered lucidity. I am sitting in my living room. I am suspecting a dream. Was it something the TV said? I walk to the kitchen. I do a weak RC. I try to force myself through a wall. Ouch. Solid.

I am not convinced. What was it that brought this on? I walk to the back door. I unlock it. I step outside. I look up and notice the sky is a beautiful purple color. I smile. Yep I'm dreaming. I look around. Nothing to do. No people. So I fly.

My flying is off lately. I just sort of swing real big with no real control. Boring. I look up and think of breaking atmosphere. I cant see any detail in the clouds. I am waking.

No I force it out of my mind. I regain control. I stay in my area of the duplexes. The strip of land between the back of the duplexes and the privacy fence is all that exists. There is black void beyond. Thats all I need. I grab onto the grass and pull myself back to the ground. The dream stabilizes. Not much brain power needed to generate the familiar.

I look for a DC. I walk around a bit and tell myself I will find someone nearby. No one. I try to force it. No luck. Not wanting to wake myself. I try something else. More flying.

I hover above the area looking down. I have been wanting to break atmosphere for a long time. I feel confident. I continue to shoot up ward. Fast this time. Rocket speed. I feel the wind trying to force my eyes closed. Closing my eyes will ruin it and possibly wake me. I see the ground fall way and then the clouds cover it. Then, I feel like I am floating.

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I turn my body and see that I am in orbit. My mind struggles to generate NASA images. Not a bad job. Now what. I look at the stars. I see Uranus close by. Does not sound fun. I think Saturn. It appears before me. I reach for it but I am unable to fly to it. The dream shifts.

I see Saturn turn into a funny looking child's toy. I am back in my living room. I hear a man's voice on the TV say, "If you want it, then don't want it, then want it again, it will come to you." I do just that with the toy I am still reaching for. I still think it is Saturn. It comes to my hand. I look at it funny just realizing what happened. Theres something about this not good that has to do with the previous dream. I want to leave.

This time I walk out of my front door. I float around and hover a bit. I am enjoying being weightless and in control. I hear a noise like one of those cheap plastic flutes. I think its called a recorder. It is coming from the house across the street. I float up the trees. I struggle a bit and I have to grab at a branch. A tingle of emotion hits me from the last dream. I cant understand it so I let it pass. I only get some leaves and they rip in my hand. I can see the source of the sound. It is a black girl on a balcony. She looks at my and asks if I am a ghost. I put my hands up in a monster fashion and say yes. She does not look convinced. I float around a bit trying to show off. She is amazed and asks me how I am doing that. I think she must think I have a line attached to me somehow. I struggle I start to believe it and I start to sink to the ground. I am looking at the girl but the scene is fading. I fight to stay asleep. I rub my hands look for detail. I notice a leaf is stick on my hand and it rubbed it to shreds. There is a green smudge on my palm.

I regain control. I float up to the top of my house. I tell her, "You know what? I have a secret. You are dreaming." I look down and she is standing in the yard. She is much younger than before. She begins to float. I clap my hand together and say,"See? Told ya."

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I take on a father persona for her now and together we float up to tree in my yard. I ask her where she wants to go. She is not sure. I look up and see a beautiful purple nebula. I say "Lets go to the star cluster nebula." She says ok. Then points to a swirl of clouds and lightning. I remember the lucid task for vortex. I tell her it is a vortex and I make it shape into a funnel. The funnel comes down but I cant fly to it. Then I tell the girl what the TV said. Suddenly we are right there. I can see the funnel from the clouds. The funnel is more like a gold colored cloth with a metal coil in side. I grab it and I put my head in. It is small and I have to wiggle around. Finally it sucks me up. I feel like I did went into orbit. I struggle to keep my eyes open. Then I feel like I am through. All I can see is a bright white light.

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I close my eyes and open them. I am now in bed with a woman. I am in a Dick Tracy type of setting. The woman looks like kind of like Betty Boop. She is wearing Dick Tracy boxers and a yellow shirt that shows her belly. She has a nice body. I hear a man say "you can keep the boxers". I look and see Warren Beatty walk away. I look at the woman and she now looks just like Maggie Gyllenhaal.

Me: Oh I get it. I went through a vortex.
Maggie: What?
Me: I'm still dreaming.
Maggie: (sexy voice)Mmm, who isn't?

I grab her, pull her boxers disappear and I start to have sex with her. I gain some self control at that point and pause. There was little sensation and I immediately wake up.

This was a very long dream and I feel like I have forgotten some of it. Mostly just me wondering around or flying. Kind of boring in places. I got to come up with something better to do next. I did accomplish much though. I finally broke orbit and I completed the lucid task.

Dick Tracy? I haven't thought of that movie since I was 10! And I do fell ashamed for doing Maggie Gyllenhaal. I deserved to wake up. Bad.

I've seen that black void in my dreams as well. I walked right up to the edge and was trying to see inside, which of course didn't work, since there was nothing. It's weird see a wall of black nothing.

I'll have to try going into it next time.

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Originally Posted by The Cusp

I've seen that black void in my dreams as well. I walked right up to the edge and was trying to see inside, which of course didn't work, since there was nothing. It's weird see a wall of black nothing.

I'll have to try going into it next time.

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If I did that Im sure I would wake up.

Favorite LD from Oct, 17 2006.

Dead Grandparents - LUCID #6 :)

I was playing golf with some old people. It was more like I was caddy for my grandpa (Papa). Everyone's clubs were white and ceramic like. My wife grandparents were there. Art broke his club and I saw wood under the white. I took a shot but there was some sort of arm that batted my ball away. I though I hit to hard. Next thing I know Art it driving the next hole. Everyone was impressed with his shot. I feel bad because I messed up. I let my papa take over. He has a long put thanks to me. He misses. I feel really bad. Then I see my grandmother(Nanny) She is have a hard time walking. So I run to her and carry her to the next tee. We are over looking the golf course but I am mostly watching her in the corner of my eye. She says with great emotion "I love you so much... I am dead". Then everything clicks. I say, "I know. It's OK.I am dreaming". Then I get that familiar head rush I get when I become aware. I ignore it. She looks at me funny. It was a look of awe, excitement and puzzlement.

We are now in a living room. There is a couch full of people. I don't really look at them because I see my Dad in a recliner and my Papa is next to him. They are watching TV. The TV is very loud. I still know I am dreaming so I freeze time. The TV is quite my dad is froze with everyone else. My Papa is looking at me with that same look that my Nanny had. Then everything unfreezes and the TV is loud. I get annoyed and wave my arm over the room. Quite again. I point to my Papa and mouth the words: "Its OK I know. Come with me"

My dead grandparents follow me outside to the front porch. I can hear loud traffic and I have to talk over it. I don't seem to mind. Now I am getting a proper goodbye.I feel this will be the last time I will dream about them. I hug them and tell them that I love them so much and I am sorry that I did not take the time to be with them when I had the chance. I am crying but I notice that my dream self is not really shedding any tears. My voice evens out and I begin to tell them that I should have been there when I had the chance but my words are getting jumbled and I start having a hard time to tell them what I want to say. I am fake crying again but I know now that it is just my emotions trying to express itself so I let it go. The traffic is really loud now. I am still hugging them both. Then I feel the dream fade and before I could react I am awake. I wonder if I will ever dream of them again.

No recall. Damn.