Thread: Raklet's Dream Journal

Richard N. Rattus

Dec 22, 2007. 2:30 a.m. A non lucid dream.

Hi. My name is Richard N. Rattus. I'm a friendly sort of guy, have a voracious appetite, am covered in brown fur, and stand about 10 inches tall. That's right, I am a rat - Richie Rat as my friends call me. My mom really hates that name. She wishes I would go by my proper title - Prince Richard. You see, I really am the prince in the Brown Clan, but I'm not sure I like being a prince. Sometimes I just wish I could be a normal guy - perhaps my life would be less complicated and I wouldn't have as many hard decisions to make. So far, being a prince has caused me a lot of problems - mostly due to girls and expectations of marriage. Let me explain.

Not long ago I dated Mary Beth from Green Clan. Put bluntly, she was rather ugly for a princess. She was much too skinny (underfed in my opinion) with sparse lackluster fur. When she smiled, she about blinded me. Gads! her teeth weren't nearly long enough or yellow enough to be a proper rat. Despite her, uhm, visual shortcomings, I was obligated to go out with Mary Beth a few times. Perhaps it wouldn't have been so bad if she had been nice to me, but we didn't get along that well either (there have always been hushed rumors that she is half shrew - the illegitimate product of a parental dalliance).

Jenny is my current girlfriend. She's from Blue Clan and man is she hot - every rat's dream come true.

What's the problem with this scenario you say? Well, my grandmother came to me a few days ago and told me that she had seen a vision. An important vision that she needed to share with me. She reached out and took my paws in hers. Immediately, my mind shifted, as if seeing in a dream.

A large castle tower appeared. It was made of rough cut stone, grey and weathered. It rose to incredible heights and was topped with a blue roof. The roof had the emblem of a skull and cross bones on it - run through with a sword. The following poem was written on the wall.

Death and destruction
Pestilence will come.
Dark days are nigh,
Full of fear and dread,
If to Blue you are wed.


Then the roof on the castle tower changed to green. It was emblazoned with an eagle clutching a cornucopia. The poem shifted.

Health and wealth,
Prosperity abounds.
With joy the people sing,
When you unite with Green.


Dream fragments

Dec 22, 2007. 6:00 a.m. A non lucid dream.

Cops, cars, chases, buffet, a dessert made of clams and whip cream.


Shift Change

Dec 22, 2007. 7:30 a.m. A non lucid dream.

I drove to downtown Salt Lake and parked in a parking garage. I got out and walked up to the University hotel. I found some of my friends and asked them if they were ready to go rollerblading. "Nah, man. Not today. I got things to do. Let's chill tomorrow, ok." Disappointed that I couldn't go skating, I entered the hotel. There was a dance going in the ballroom. I felt disappointed that I didn't have a date. With nothing else to do, I decided that I should just go ask the shift supervisor if I could work an extra shift. I entered his office, but before I could ask him about extra work, he told me there had been a change in shift schedules. I asked him if I was on the schedule to be changed from days to nights. He told me he was not at liberty to say and that an email would come out in a couple of hours announcing the changes. I had a strong feeling that I was going to be changed to nights and that I would be called in to work that very day (in about four hours). I begged him to tell me if I was going to nights. I told him that I had an hour commute to my house and that I didn't want to drive home just to be called back in. I would prefer to know in advance so that I could stay in town if I really was going to work nights. Despite my pleadings, he refused to tell me anything. I left the hotel in an angry mood and headed back to the car park. On the way, I passed a red Dodge pickup that was outfitted for the Salt Lake Fire Department. It was parked outside a large rollup door (big enough for a semi truck to enter). The door opened as I was walking by. I looked inside and could see a large wash bay. The pickup was being readied for washing. I also passed a blue Dodge pickup. When I got to the corner, I had to stop and wait for the streetlight to change. There were multiple lanes of traffic with many large semi trucks coming and going. Traffic was busy enough that I didn't dare run across the street until the pedestrian light told me that it was safe to go.

Originally Posted by raklet

Richard N. Rattus

You should write that one up as a slightly disturbing children's story. With illustrations. And an ending--blue or green?

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

You should write that one up as a slightly disturbing children's story. With illustrations. And an ending--blue or green?

Nice compliment. Thanks. I don't know how it ended. The poem was the last thing of the dream. I'd have to make something - but then it probably wouldn't be near as good. Funny thing that, I'm not very creative in waking life (I'm more of a left brained logical sort) but my dreams have revealed to me another side of my self. In school, I always hated creative writing class, literature, arts, etc. I sucked at all of them. But journalling my dreams...I love it. There is a creative side there and I don't have to work to invent it, it just comes out of me!

Same here. I don't know how the brain comes up with some of that stuff. Too bad it wastes it on dreams that no one else can see.

Oh well, we can share them here I guess.

man that first dream is incredible!

At first I thought you were giving us an example of a poem/story you liked! wow i am really impressed with your creativity its brilliant.

I say one for the dream gallery

Originally Posted by mark

I say one for the dream gallery

Huh?

oh lol its a forum just below the dream journal section were people get to post a dream they think means alot, you can post 4 per month and people get the chance to comment on just that dream

Originally Posted by mark

oh lol its a forum just below the dream journal section were people get to post a dream they think means alot, you can post 4 per month and people get the chance to comment on just that dream

Cool. Thanks. I'll check it out.

Originally Posted by raklet

Richard N. Rattus

you dreamed that whole story??
And you could remember that poem??

WOW!
I'm very impressed.
Liked the story very much (well, I do like rats, so you had my interest right from the start )

Yeah, I agree with the above comments. At first I was like, Huh? this is a dream? pretty amazing you remembered that word for word.

And yeah, the dream gallery is where you can post you four favorite dreams from the month. It's kind of cool. It's another good motivation to get Lucid, and do something cool.

:shy: (need emoticon)

Thanks to all for the comments on my rat dream. I suddenly feel bashful at everyone being so complimentary. But it makes me feel good too! Thanks!

Dream Peeing

Dec 25, 2007. 9:00 a.m. A lucid dream.

A dream about peeing. Unique for me because it is the first time I have ever done this in my dreams! Thanks MB and Sara, I'm sure you were my inspiration.

Recall has been poor these last few days due to little sleep and the many demands of the Holidays, but after opening presents on Christmas morning I went back to bed for a nap. I dreamed that I had to pee. I entered a stall and started to go without bothering to close the door. A man walked by and told me how impolite I was for not closing the door. I didn't care or feel embarrassed in the least, but I did wonder why I was peeing in a dream - upon which I realized I was dreaming. Then my kids came knocking on the door. "Dad, open this, fix that, help with this."

thats funny I had a dream about peeing to and also kind of in the open but my reaction was not so friendly lol

ha ha it must have been hectic for you with four kids, bet they were loving it though did everything go well?

also had a small dream about you last night

Originally Posted by raklet

I did wonder why I was peeing in a dream - upon which I realized I was dreaming. Then my kids came knocking on the door. "Dad, open this, fix that, help with this."

It seems like that happens to everyone eventually--but I think I've yet to see it turn into a good lucid, so maybe it didn't matter that you got woke up. I think it's because we need to pee IRL.

How insightful of me.

Originally Posted by mark

thats funny I had a dream about peeing to and also kind of in the open but my reaction was not so friendly lol

ha ha it must have been hectic for you with four kids, bet they were loving it though did everything go well?

also had a small dream about you last night

Yes, the kids loved it. Everything went very well. How about for you?

Can't wait to hear the dream about me (I saunter over to Mark's Journal).

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

It seems like that happens to everyone eventually--but I think I've yet to see it turn into a good lucid, so maybe it didn't matter that you got woke up. I think it's because we need to pee IRL.

How insightful of me.

I wish I hadn't been woken up. I did not have to pee when I woke up, so I might have got a good lucid out of it. But hey, even if I did wet myself IRL I wouldn't know it until I woke up (due to SP) and wouldn't that be worth getting a good lucid from?

Originally Posted by raklet

But hey, even if I did wet myself IRL I wouldn't know it until I woke up (due to SP) and wouldn't that be worth getting a good lucid from?

Your wife might have something to say about that.

Originally Posted by raklet

A dream about peeing. Unique for me because it is the first time I have ever done this in my dreams! Thanks MB and Sara, I'm sure you were my inspiration.

hmm, I'd rather be the inspiration for something else than peeing

I didn't care or feel embarrassed in the least, but I did wonder why I was peeing in a dream - upon which I realized I was dreaming. Then my kids came knocking on the door. "Dad, open this, fix that, help with this."

Owww, annoying kids, hahaha. And you have 4 of them, lol

Originally Posted by mark

thats funny I had a dream about peeing to and also kind of in the open but my reaction was not so friendly lol

There is pee all over DV!

Originally Posted by mark

also had a small dream about you last night

Originally Posted by raklet

Can't wait to hear the dream about me (I saunter over to Mark's Journal).

Haha, wouldn't be too eager to read that

I wish I hadn't been woken up. I did not have to pee when I woke up, so I might have got a good lucid out of it. But hey, even if I did wet myself IRL I wouldn't know it until I woke up (due to SP) and wouldn't that be worth getting a good lucid from?

Good question
But usually, when I pee in a dream (even in a lucid) I don't need to IRL.
Just give it a try, peeing is mostly a symbol for something else in your subcon, so not related to real peeing.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Your wife might have something to say about that.

LOL

My BF read this while I was replying and he would definitely NOT be happy with that

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Your wife might have something to say about that.

LOL, I forgot about her. I think you have a point there.

Epic Pirate Ship Dream

Dec 26, 2007. 3:30 a.m. A lucid dream.



Unfortunate that I lost most of this dream. I know that this was a lengthy dream with lots of detail, but upon waking I only remembered the last little bit of it.

Our ship had survived an attack. I was in the crow's nest acting as lookout. I saw a ship on the horizon and pulled out my telescope to get a better view of it. The ship was a small, quick boat with a single mast of sails. A flag was flying from the top of the mast. It was a blue flag with a red trimmed border. The flag had a picture of a goat skull with horns. The image was positioned diagonally on the flag from top left to bottom right. I notified the captain of the ship and asked him what it meant. He said that it was a warning ship that let others know of a recent pirate attack (ours apparently). The red trim on the flag was the indicator of attack, the goat skull indicated the attacking party, and the blue background told the approximate location the attacker was last seen. I went back to watching the ship through my telescope. The ship was sailing back and forth in a straight line perpendicular to my own ship. While watching, I suddenly saw a skeleton jump overboard from the warning ship and disappear into the water. I knew there were two reasons for a skeleton to be jumping overboard. One, I was dreaming. Two, the warning ship was a pirate in disguise and it was preparing another attack against us. I kept an eye on the water were the skeleton disappeared. I could see his skull and eye sockets surface from time to time like a crocodile hiding in the water. At the same time, I became aware of my wife's breathing. It disturbed my dream to the point that I lost it. I became more awake and could feel my body tingling and vibrating with a very pleasant physical sensation. I enjoyed that feeling and tried to use it to slip back into the dream, but I couldn't get past the external noises (breathing).

I got up and went to the bathroom, put in ear plugs, and went back to bed. I tried WILDing. I slipped right back into the vibrating tingling sensation and saw some faint HI, but I didn't fall back to sleep or slip into a dream. I spent an hour trying this before getting up to write it down. I'm not upset about that though. Many people claim that failed WILDs leave them feeling tired and they wasted their night, but I have always found that even if the WILD fails, my body still gets to a point where it is resting during the WILD that leaves me feeling fine about my sleep. Tonight was a bonus hour for me as I got to enjoy that strong pleasant physical sensation while I was resting!

Originally Posted by raklet

Epic Pirate Ship Dream

Hey I dreamed of a ship last night too! But I didn't get lucid.

Originally Posted by raklet

I knew there were two reasons for a skeleton to be jumping overboard. One, I was dreaming. Two, the warning ship was a pirate in disguise and it was preparing another attack against us.

One or the other!

Originally Posted by raklet

I kept an eye on the water were the skeleton disappeared. I could see his skull and eye sockets surface from time to time like a crocodile hiding in the water.

That's a strange image. Were you watching a movie that inspired this dream?

Originally Posted by raklet

I have always found that even if the WILD fails, my body still gets to a point where it is resting during the WILD that leaves me feeling fine about my sleep. Tonight was a bonus hour for me as I got to enjoy that strong pleasant physical sensation while I was resting!

That's cool. I wish I could WILD. Maybe I'll go back to bed now and try like you did, I didn't get a lot of sleep anyway.

he he nice one on the lucid mate! pirates are great!

I love the dream logic to that one all the details in the flag were great

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

Hey I dreamed of a ship last night too! But I didn't get lucid.

Maybe we were mates on the same boat!

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

That's a strange image. Were you watching a movie that inspired this dream?

No, that's the strange thing. I haven't seen any pirate movies or read an pirate books for a while.

Originally Posted by Moonbeam

That's cool. I wish I could WILD. Maybe I'll go back to bed now and try like you did, I didn't get a lot of sleep anyway.

Well, I've never had a successful WILD yet, but I do have fun trying. Best of luck to you if you give it a try.

Originally Posted by mark

he he nice one on the lucid mate! pirates are great!

I love the dream logic to that one all the details in the flag were great

Thanks mark. My vivid details aren't always that great, but the flag was something I am definitely sure of it. It stood out above the rest of the dream, and I enjoyed that a lot.

Crashing Dump Truck

Dec 26, 2007. 6:15 a.m. A lucid dream.

I was driving my old Chevy C50 dump truck. I was headed north from my dad's house. I had a passenger in the cab and AV was riding in the back of the truck. We were going to pick up some old scrap on the farm. I missed the corner where I was supposed to turn because the brakes didn't work on the truck. I kept going straight in hopes of finding a hill that I could climb that would cause the truck to slow to a stop. I climbed a slight incline but the truck didn't stop. I turned a corner and started heading east along 400 south road. I started to feel concerned because there is a steep down slope on 400 south. The truck made it to the slope and started to go down. It picked up speed and was going faster. A loud bang came from the bed in back and then the whole truck tilted on its side. It was still racing down the hill, but felt like it was going to break free and tip over at any second. I got to the bottom of the hill and was now struggling to steer the truck. The truck swerved to the right and then swung sharply left. It shot off the road into the soft dirt of a field. When the tires dug into the dirt, the truck slowed to a stop and then tipped over on its side. I was concerned about AV riding in the back. I got out of the truck and found him standing by the side of the truck. I asked him if he was okay and he indicated that he was. The passenger also got out and came to stand by us. We decided to see what happened underneath the truck, so we pushed on it and it tipped the rest of the way over onto its top. I could see that the drive line had snapped on the underneath side of the truck. It was ripped from the truck and no longer there. The hydraulic PTO pump was also broken and hanging off the undercarriage. I could see the oil spilling out of the pump and the shattered gears inside.

My stomach dropped as I realized I would have to call my dad and tell him the bad news. I didn't want to face his wrath, or have to explain to him why I was so far from home, why the truck was tipped over, etc. I was feeling fairly stressed out about this and pondering all my options (could I not call and pretend it didn't happen, should I lie about what happened, should I tell the truth, etc) when I realized that I was dreaming, and that none of it really happened. I felt great relief that I didn't have to call my dad after all.

Well I went back to bed and tried to do what you did but it didn't work. I can't do WBTB. Maybe I'll try a nap-WILD later.

Originally Posted by raklet

when I realized that I was dreaming, and that none of it really happened. I felt great relief that I didn't have to call my dad after all.

That is always such a great feeling after a disasterous dream like that.