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      Blackrain_artifacts struggle for conscious dreaming

      Having gained just ONE lucid dream since my attempts started about a year ago, its time to get serious in the recallings of my nightly adventures!

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      Attack dog + ┤tallica-talk

      I┤, visiting my grandmothers house and I┤m as far as I┤m concerned alone, except for this little angry dog in the basement. The dog is really small and furious and is constantly running towards whatever direction it┤s nose is pointed at. I try to pick the dog up and succeed, and while I┤m holding it in the air it┤s legs are spinning in search of solid ground to sprint on. In that way I can use the dog as a "weapon", a sort of linear meat-missile that carelessely chrushes any obstacle. Though, the dog sometimes speaks of how
      it┤s head is about to hurt right before it hits a wall. It┤s in other words sort of aware of the oncomming pain. After a while I realize that I┤ve been waiting for my old friend Mathias to arrive to the house, and the dream ends with me welcoming him by the gates to grandma┤s garden.

      Myself, old-time friend Christian and a cursory familiar named Jon-Erik are gathered in a garage-like building equipped with instruments. Jon-Erik, who is a drummer in real life, stands behind me with what I blive is drumsticks in his hands. Christian is standing obliquely behind me with a noising electric guitar. I┤m sitting by a table and are most likely holding a guitar as well. We start to talk about Metallica, our favourite songs and abaout how long we┤ve been listening to them. In answering how long I┤we been listening, I point at Jon-Eriks t-shirt (which has the "...and justice for all" cover printed on it) and say: "Since about THAT album was released". I realized that I wasn┤t speaking the truth since it actually was since about ┤98 or so.

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      Scarry swimmingsite

      Me and two other persons, a woman and a guy, is about to go swimming. They┤re both kind of familliar to me but I can┤t place their names. We┤re walking outdoors and it┤s got to be summer since we almost don┤t have any clothes on us. It looks like the girl in our company is the one who knows this place we┤re heading for, though I take the lead in the walk.

      Finally we arrive to the water, which is like a big volcano lake or something. There┤s a couple of rocky slopes down the waterline, otherwise there┤s just really high edges like a in crater. I don┤t know how the other guy is doing but I slowly walk down the slope to the slightly chilly water, while the woman dives gracious and fearlessly inte to the dark liquid. When we┤re all in the water I realize that there┤s big ugly fishes in the water as well, swimming and jiggling beside my swimming legs. They look like big pikes with sharp teeth. I feel really uncomforable during our time in the water, which fortunately ended after a while.

      Finally, we┤re walking along the stony edge of the "pool" and suddenly the other guy gets his foot hurt and has to be carried by me and the woman.

      [COLOR="SeaGreen"]During [/COLORthis whole dream I have a feeling that me and the other guy are sort of competing on the womans attention, as if we both were in lov with here. That kind of relationships har occured quite frequently over the last couple of years in my waking life.]

      Before I fell into sleep, I repeated: "I┤m aware that this is a dream", until I fell asleep. No sign of lucidity though...

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      Boats

      My family and I is about to spend a beautiful summerday of together, and the location of choise is by the sea. My stepfather has arranged a boattrip and has brought an yellow rubberboat (rescue-style). As we┤re about to enter the seacraft, we realize that the boats maximum load is 100 kg/ (200 punds +). After a brief calculation of our collective bodymass, we decide not to risk our lives at sea in favour of neglecting the adults actual bodyweights...

      Also on a boat, this time moored at the local harbour, I┤m walking on deck among a lot of unfamilliar people. There┤s also a bright, good looking woman there whom I belive is my fiancÚ. The reason for us all to board the ship is that in the surrounding society, there┤s been some kind of epidemic diseaseaccident (think "I am Legend"). Therefore we are now defending ourselves at this boat. While the battle is going on right outside the ship, I┤m talking to my "wife" and hugging her and such. I believe that there┤s a feeling of an soon defeat among us all. The dream ends with our ship disattached from the docks and a feeling of shallow relief.

      The boat in the second dream reminds alot of the one in the recent "King Kong"-movie. The wife-character isn┤t a familliar one to me, I┤m sorry to say. Moreover, this second dream was really discouraging and dystopic.

      Before sleep, I repeated: "This is a dream". No success.

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      The reoccuring magical forest

      I´m at my childhood household, preparing for a hike in the forest. Tho goal is to enter this fantastic glade-like forestarea, which gets me warm and really happy when I visualize it! During my preparations (I equip myself with a knife and boots etc.) I see an inner picture of the place I´m about to visit: It´s a umbrageous, dark green forest with a big slope. Like a fairytale forest really, with big spruces and red-white mushrooms.
      Finally, I´m asking my stepfather, Bert, if he wants to do me some company. He doesn´t dare, he say, because of the rumours about an old bearcave in that specific area. It would be dangerous to approach a sleeping bear, he say. This detail uncovers that this dream take place during winter/spring, the time of the bears hibernation.

      To my total happiness I get to dream about this fantastic, magic forest again! It´s been a returning theme for my dreams the last couple of years. Though, I can´t precisly place this place, it seems like I have visited it before, either irl or by some media.

      This picture is about as close as I possible can find, trying to explain the style of the dreamwoods:



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      Songbird

      I┤m walking aroud in a big building all by myself. There┤s long boring brownwalled corridors, just like in a studentapartement-comlex. All of the time I hear a distant melody echoing through the house, and it┤s really familliar. When I get really close to it, I┤ve ended up walking behind a corpulent brownhaired woman (non-recognizable). Now I recall the song, it┤s the theme from Beowulf (A hero comes home), wich is a really really beautiful song. I get so touched by it that I start to sing along really loud, despit my walkingpartner right infront of me! I realize the embarrising in the situatiotn and stops singing. Although, the few notes I sang was pretty in tune!

      Big houses/complexes i a reoccuring theme for me, didn┤t help getting lucid this tome neither though.

      An interesting aspect about this dream is the quality of the sound; I┤ve never before experienced this distinction in sound, the song in the dream was exactly like a stereoversion irl.!

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      The war at home

      I┤m returning to my famliyhome after a long time elsewhere. As I┤m closin our backyard I realize that there┤s a full scale war going on in our village, our house being some kind of fortress. I dodge the arrows(!) and bullets and also avoid the swinging defensesystems (medieval-ish spearcounstructions). Finally I hear someone crying at me from inside of the house, my mother.

      I┤m let inside our house and get to meet my whole family while they┤re taking breaks from the warfare from their respectively outposts. Their of course kind of into the fighting, hardly talking about anything ellse, but are nevertheless glad to see me again. They give me a guided tour through the armored hose, up in the attic with it┤s rifleposts, and down the basement which is heavily armored. The gunfire ceases for a while and my stepdad suggests a walk out in the garden.

      We┤re walking among the fallen arrows and canonballs and by our raspberrybushes, my stepfather suggest a challenge to me. He tells me to find three types of grass under a given timelimit, which I accept. As I start to run in search for the grasses, my stepfather starts to run after me, like a lit "spice" to the challenge. With him panting my neck I finally succeed in my quest. Or so i believe. It turns out that I┤ve, in the rush, collected two grasses of the same kind, which make me loose the challenge after all.

      After that little dissolution we get inside once again, preparing for another dust of war.

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      Operation D-day?

      In the last nights extremely fragmented dream I only remember the following:

      Myself and a bunch of other guys (some familliars) are entering a sea or lake from somewhere (a helicopter?). We swim and swim and try to reach the shoreline in front of us and it┤s really uncomfortable in waters, cold and wild. When I finally reach land I walk around and try to localize my friends, but I can┤t find them! I get into some kind of building and stay there for a while, waiting for their arrival, but when I get out, they┤re still not around.

      Repeated the following before sleep: I know this is a dream when I look at my hands

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      that's a crazy dream. Did you actually feel the cold/wetness of the water? Did it feel tangible in any sort of way? I'm just trying to get a sense of how real things are in dreams compared to waking state.
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      Well, now when I come to think abput it, it´s hard to describe how it felt! It´s possible that I thought the water looked cold, or that my fellow swimmers said it was cold. Then I most certainly knew the water was wet, but then again; I could have just looked at my pals and seeing their wet hair or the like.

      One interesting thing I experienced thos thing was the stunningly realistic sound of a song (see "songbird"). I swear the quality was as good as in any stereosystem irl.!

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      Among swedish comedians

      The dream takes place in my home village, a really small one with aprox 500-600 inhabitants. I┤m at our village "sportscenter", a small-scale track and field arena with running tracks and a soccerfield. I┤m there along with a bunch of guys from the swedish comedygroup "Killinggńnget" whom was really big in Sweden in the early nineties.

      The other guys are standing along the whitepainted soccerlines on the grass, doing something that I┤m not really shure of. Probably they┤re delivering jokes or something. Myself, I┤m running around these guys and scream something that┤s related to their famous quotes from the tv-appearences. There┤s also a rocky path leading up to a little wooden cabin, where another, yet unfamilliar, guy is standing and enjoying the view.

      This dream makes no sense...

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      Singing brother

      My older brother, Bj÷rn, is sitting on a barchair and is about to sing. There┤s no band behnd him as far as I can see, just him alone (and perhaps a mike). The surroundings is like a small stage in a dark bar or something like that. He starts to sing and he actually has a fine voice, very emotional and comes to it┤s rights in the songs tuning. The song is about his daughter, my niece, Amanda and how much he loves her. He sings with a great feeling, his eyes closed and he sort of tilts his head to the left. I┤m thinking to myself that it┤s so brave to just sit there all on his own and express his feelings.

      I┤ve had contact with my brother recently via mail, and he has been speeking of his love for the children. THe dream was sort of a amplifier of his thoughts, as I see it.

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      (too?) close friendship

      Me and a dear old friend, a girl in the same age as I am, are walking around in a deserted cinema. We┤re all on our own and are looking for some good seats. She walks along the border to the screen, in front of all the seats, and suddenly stops. I walk to her side and we start to kiss. It┤s a passionate, long kiss and it feels really good.

      A moment later we┤re standing in front of a ticketsale or some other kind of store. I insist on paying for the both of us, but my friend wants to pay herself with the plastic can of coin (!) she has brought. In the paying-manoeuvre the can slips out of her hands and all the coins ar shattered on the concrete floor, to her great dissatisfaction.

      Well, it certainly was a great dream! Although we┤ve never been together, we┤ve allways had a special relationship to eachother. I must admit that I have, and still are, been a litle in love with her. I see her as almost a godess, a complete woman and will always be close to me.

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      re-experience a childhood drowning

      I´m sitting in the kitchen of my family home, my stepbrother and other members of the family are there as well. We´re talking about one time in my early childhood, perhaps when I was 4-5, and I almost drowned by the seashore. As we speak about it, I kind of experience it again simultaneously in my mind. As they told me, the accident occured like this:

      At the shoreline by the sea there is a pier or some other landmass-extension out in the water and me, my stepbrother and his best friend (at the time) were walking along it. By some reason got into the water and started to sink to the bottom. The friend of my stepbrother dove defyingly into the wild water and was heading for my rescue. Obviously he had been swimming a long time, perhaps 10-15 minutes, before he had found me on the seabed. Somehow I made it through the accident and was physically fine afterwards. My savior, who´s name is Fredrik, became a local hero afterwards and still are according to the discussion of the old memory.

      In the same dream I think I´m visiting the spot where the accident took place, and then the memory of it turns even stronger.

      Fascinating theme, as far as I´m concerned the scenario is taking right out of the blue. The persons and their relationships is correct, but I can´t really place the environment which the dream took place in. Surely I grew up by the sea but this precise pier/spit is not something I can put in place.

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      Fruit and a dreamsign

      In my first dream I┤m visiting my family home once again, probably for the summers vacataion. I┤m in my old room and are trying different clothes, mostly jeans. Several are torn and one pair has some kind of diagonally crossing zips around the legs. Doesn┤t seem comfortable at all. I walk downstairs and walk beside a turned on tv which has the popular Swedish comedian Robert Gustafsson on the screen. He┤s talking about the type of jeans that I┤ve just been trying! Then I get to my parents bedroom and stick my head outside the window. Parts of my universityclass has gathered on the street outside of the house, and theyre wearing silverclothes, most like the ones "the Gladiators" wear on tv. A moment later I found myself in the computerroom trying to eat a really strange fruit. Its like a superhybrid of oranges, grapes and pears! The fruits are sort of attached in a pattern with their shells on and all, it looks like a big lolipop of mixed fruit!

      The second dream involves me outside a familliar villager in my home village. I┤ve been looking for him by his house but he wasn┤t home. Then, when I walk out of his garden I meet him in his car. He wonders what I want and I say: "I just wanted to give you this newspaper". I┤ve suddenly a local paper from my universitytown in my hands and it┤s completely useless outside of that town. He takes the paper (which by the way is torn and wet) and we say goodbye.

      The man in my second dream, Leif, is a reoccuring dream sign! I┤ve at least a couple of dreams involving him a month. The scenario is mostly that I want too see him but fail in some way.

      Heck! I┤m really trying to do RC┤s when I think about this dreamsign person irl. He┤s been around in my dreams for over a year, and I┤ve done dreamsigns as often as I come to think of him! Why in the whole world must it be so hard to do it in the dream???? It┤s about the most secure dreamsign I have and still it doesnt work!

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      Family trip and a tour at the gym

      Me, my mum and my stepfather are out for a ride in our BMW┤97.We┤re on our way to my father whom live out in the far countryside. When we┤re almost there, we pass an interesting looking house on our left side, like a lighthouse or something. I insist we stop and visit it before we continue, so my stepfather stops the car and reverse it. We miss the entry from the road and have a really hard time finding it before we succeed.

      Me and my best friend Robert are visiting the local climbing site in my hometown. We look at the boulderingwalls and the head for the little gym in the the building. I go first and Rob follow, and then we try out all the training stations in the room; a sjoulder press, a deadliftbar, chinbar and so forth. I clearly see this dream in first person (in contrary to the former dream).

      Both dreams have ingredients of dreamsigns; My family and I on a "road trip" and me and my friend Robert doing something together.

      Failed to repeat the mantra enough times; I reccon this is a dream and I will remember it when I wake.

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      alone in a bus

      After o good while┤s lack of remembered dreams, I got three recalls this night.

      I stand toghether with other personel in the universitys library and listen to a firefighter who┤s come to inform the personel of regular precautions. He holds a padlock in his hand while he speaks. One man in the auditioning group starts to make fun of the fireman, comments on his stuttering among other things.

      Me and two close friends are waiting for the bus to take us from the capital city to our hometown. We stand in front of a small filling station, I stand a bit of the other two, when I see a busdriver coming at my side. He offers me to go along with him on a "special" bus, and so I do. He starts to drive me, the only passenger, on the long trip back home through the dark night.

      I re-experience the introduction to my University Program, but this time it takes place in Stockholm, instead of Norrk÷ping (the real campus-town). It┤s dark outside and I┤m standing on the street, waiting for others in my future class to join me.

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      Portrait

      I recall looking at a framed photograph/portrait of myself. I look like I did when I was about 6-7 years old. I also belive that the picture is changing as I look at it.

      I┤m walking in the city night in my old hometown. I walk with two recently known friends, Catharina and Linus. Probably we┤ve been at a party and are on our way home, late at night. Think we┤re talking about how much we like eachother.

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      Missed train

      I find myself in my former hometown were I spent a year studiyng 2006. I┤m sitting at the trainstation with a dude I knew when I was younger, Tommy L. We talk about all sorts of things and I can clearly see his face and concludes that he looks exactly the same as he did when we knew eachother, about ten years ago.

      When our train is arriving, I misunderstand the onboard system and loose Tommy in the crowd. I end up in the wrong que and can see my train moving without me in it. Desperately, I walk up to the highway, in the cold dark winternight, and starts hitchhiking. As I walk further into the dark suburbans, I realize it┤s really stupid to walk on the road without any reflectors.

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      Storm

      Me, my father and his present wife are at a coastal recreation area, I┤m about to take a bath, dad is by our cabin and stepmom is asleep. It┤s really beautiful, muck like the coastal environment I grew up by! Beautiful weather and calm sea. I go for a swim and get to a couple of big rocks in the water. I believe I see some big boats approaching far out the sea, and soon they┤re arriving by my stone! I haste (swimming) behind the stone and just make it beyond the crews attention. To investigate this strange, military-like boat I get to the shore and start to spy on the soldiers. They┤re obviously drunk (I see beercans all over the place, real strong kinds!). I walk a path in the woods back to our cabin.

      By our little cabin, there┤s now a big beautiful old-school ship with black pearls on it! Me and dad inspect it closely in awe, when my stepmother awaken. I meet her on the porch of the cabin and we start to talk. Suddenly I look at dad┤s direction and see that the skie┤s turned black and giant waves are approaching us! I just get a grip on something when the first wave hits us and tear the cabin apart. Stepmother gets caught by the wave and I only touch her hand for a while before she disappears into the storm. During this dramatc event, I here a voice speaking, though I can┤t recall what it said.

      A bit later on I find myself holding a plastic toy horse, but it┤s odd looking, without skin (like a veterinary-version?).

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      Off to work

      I┤m sitting on a bus on my to my work for the summer, as an grosserystore-salesman. It┤s a really long busride and the bus is full of people, mostly younger ones. Believe I have to switch bus as well on my way to the store. During the ride I mostly sit and contemplating about what is about to happening in today┤s shift. When I get to my job, I instantly run into my boss on my way to the storage of the store. We chat a bit about effort and sacrifice related to hard work...

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      Moose on the loose

      My long time friend Christian and I are walking in my home village, a beautiful summer┤s day. He┤s off to his home for a while, dinner time or something, and I walk around on my own in the garden of my parents house. I see a lonesome fellow come down the hill by the nearby schoolyard, and we meet on the road for a chat.

      He tells me he really wants to see a big, unusual animal in the neighborhood (he┤s obviously not from the village, nor from the region, since we┤ve got plenty of mooses in our woods). As we standt there, I spot a giant moose some distance away! Somehow, the moose ends up in my backyard which gives us plenty of time to inspect the hairy beast. The animal has laid to rest on a bush (!) in the middle of the lawn.

      When my newfound friend┤s gotten satisfied, he disappears. Christian returns and we countinue to hang around in the woods.

      Christian is a reoccuring dreamperson. Darn me for not reckoning him!!!

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      In the woods

      I´m at my home village in the north of Sweden, on my way to a walk in the woods. It´s winter and much snow on the ground.There´s a forest between my village and the next, and that´s where I´m heading. Right before the forest is a industry area with a really large collection of wooden logs waiting to be chopped/sawed. I´m climbing on these and they´re pretty tall, these piles, so I´m struggeling to keep the balance! Well on top of them, I realize there´s wasps in the logs and they´re pretty upset. At this time I actually question why there´se wasps around this time of year...

      Well on the ground again, there is a path in the forest that I hav to follow. It´s just that it´s full of snakes (vipers, grass snakes etc.) That I hav to zic-zac between´em. It´s really scary to get bitten on this path, I think to myself...
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      At the sportscenter

      I┤m at a big sportscenter complex, most likely a swimming hall. I`m heading for the showers (don┤t know if I have worked out before this or not) and almost get lost in the lybyrinths of the shower corridors! The walls look all the same. Eventually I find "my" showerspot and also steo in to the nearbu sauna. It┤s crowded in there so I sneak up in the top row among the elder men who occupy it. I realize I┤m the only one without a towel around the waist!

      Afterwards, Some guy from the sauna gets mad at me and starts to run after me. I flee through the "labyrinth" once again and thus make my stalker loose the trace.

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      Found a guitarist

      Me and my good friend Rob are at my home village and we┤re concerned about a metal-guitarists health (this has some anchoring to reality, due to drinking issues), after we have read about it in a paper. As we walk on the streets, we suddenly get to know that the (for the moment) retired guitarist is living in mu very village! We locate the appartement he┤s living in and sneak through his front door. We see him and his wife sitting by the kitchen table and they spot us quite fast. Instead of being upset, the dude and his wife starts a discussion with us! I feel this weel known "oh my good I┤m talking to my greatest idol-feeling" during the whole talk...

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