DeerytheDeer's Visual Dream Gallery

[DeeryTheDeer]

Okay, I'm finally starting an online dream journal, interspersed with some Photoshop and 3DS Max creations to help me recall what takes too long to describe in words. Like they say, a picture is worth a thousand words. I'm at least 10 hours late on recalling this dream, but I've been playing it over all day because it's stuck with me: I was in the center of a very large football field, empty except for my surrounding family, extended family and some friends. Apparently we were having our own rowdy little party. It was late evening, the sun was virtually gone, and the sky was filled with blue, with some light blue clouds and very strangely patterned stars. I looked up, pointed and commented on how weird and silly looking the stars were positioned, as if a 5 year old child had drawn a picture of a bunch of stars crowded together on a belt. I considered going on Photoshop later and recreating this (which is what I really did just now-- if only I had known then that I was dreaming). I have a strong feeling of my mom being present in this moment, I was probably talking to her about it and showing her. I looked around at more clouds in the sky, and suddenly noticed that one of them looked a lot like Donkey Kong. I turned to my sister to bring it to her attention, but when I turned back the cloud had inadvertently turned into this strange billboard-like thing: We both noticed, to our amusement and shock, that it looked too much like Donkey Kong, with color and everything, and too little like a cloud. For some reason we were zooming around the edge of the football field in a circle, probably in an open top car, which is why we came up at this again and again in a tall perspective view. After that the whole field turned into a strange, vivid, action-packed video game with racing, slippery opponents whizzing around the field, including myself, but right now it's too fuzzy to describe it or make a picture about it. Both of the above pictures should have been sure dream signs, but I missed them completely. I may have been somewhat close with the stars, but I was too mentally lazy to question things.

[DeeryTheDeer]

I got a lucid! The lucid is in blue text. Also, this time I've decided that no pictures are needed for now. Dream #1: I dreamed that I was hiking down a very tall mountain, sloping down mostly dirt terrain with short grass and a narrow trail in front of me, when I noticed that another woman was hiking down in front of me. I think she had a baby or a dog with her, and she was brunette and wearing a a blue, peasant colonial dress (yet I knew she was a modern woman). For some reason she seemed like a jerk, so I was kind of racing her down the mountain, when suddenly there was a huge, tan boulder straight ahead where the little trail curved around, but I lost control and went straight over the boulder, under which there was only a steep, dizzying death below. As I felt the sensation of falling endlessly, I thought, "Oh crap, I'm so dead", when somehow the woman grabbed me and saved me, putting me back on the skinny trail curving around and under the boulder, heading downwards to the left of it. As we hiked down together, we talked about her dog, which was a black doberman/lab mix, as we headed down into the shady, flat ground forest at the bottom of the mountain. On the edge of the forest there was a river, which I saw earlier from above that I could have fallen into, and we moved past it and entered the dark forest, which was full of aspens. Deep inside the forest there was a dark clearing the size of a room, where a group of her 20-something friends were messing around on a couple small couches against the edge of the clearing and watching a TV that was situated opposite in front of a tangle of crowded aspens. The dog took up most of the attention. I sat on one of the couches as the dog leered around and played with the other people, while friends on the couch laughed and talked about the dog. I seemed to feel unsettled by the dog, who looked a bit hyper and dangerous. Dream #2: I was working with with a few delinquent 20-something boys in a sort of detention establishment that was very small, had only a few rooms and was mostly underground, with a cement block of an entrance building sitting on a cement platform in the middle of another forest (although this area was full of plants and unobscured by trees, which started back over to the left about 50 yards). There was a boy with blond, neck-length hair that I worked most often with who was sarcastic, under-achieving and a lot like Sawyer from Lost. We were packing boxes in one of the yellow lit underground rooms, when some trouble happened with a large jaguar that was trying to get into the underground lair through a square hole in the cement above that acted like a chute. Dream #3: In a furniture storage/cafeteria area, I suddenly realized I was dreaming, but I had to remind myself to remain calm and not panic about anything. As the visuals faded, I caressed the corner of a picnic table with a table cloth over the top, feeling the wood and the cloth, and then also feeling a sharp pain from the screw bolted in underneath the corner, which I was pleased about because even phantom pain would keep me in the dream. I walked around, feeling other things in the cafeteria, and sights seemed to come back. I listened to a song that was playing in my head, as another way to stabilize my dream. I considered feeling the act of spinning, but decided against it. Spinning usually ends my lucidity as soon as I enter a new dream scene. Then my sex drive took over, and I decided to lay down on my back and masturbate, which always feels more intense and pleasurable than in real life. I didn't get that far with it, though, and as far as I recall I then faded into a new dream scene where I lost lucidity, but continued to have sex and masturbation as a theme. (My level of lucidity and especially recall of this dream were a bit dim) (this makes #19 on my DILD signature count) Dream #4: (skipping a couple other dreams that I have a hard time remembering most of) I dreamed about the movie scene at the end of Castaway, where Tom Hanks in the middle of nowhere and brings a package back to the woman's house who has wings in her yard, yet in this scene the woman is not understanding of Tom coming over as a stranger on her property, and is a blond, plump older woman with a pink nightgown. I could tell as she opened her screen door that she was an angry woman, and Tom was trying to get her three kids free from her, who were already running to his pickup truck some yards away near a wooden fence in the gravel. She was clearly not happy about this, but Tom ran back to the pickup truck where the kids were getting in, a teenage girl and a couple of boys probably, and Tom started to put it in ignition and drive away. Later, I was present at some homecoming/family reunion get-together somewhere not far away in that same town (if you could call it a town) in the afternoon. I was wearing a tight dress and all made up, making small talk with some of the other relatives even though I had never met them before in my life, when the blond mother came over, also made up, and tried to talk sweet and presentable to me. Then things quickly got ugly and she was fighting me. I tried to take a few swings at her to get her off me, but she was strong, so I called out for Tom, and after some more fighting he finally appeared wearing silly red boxing gloves, while his teenage daughter nearby was wearing black boxing gloves, and he punched her off me. That was the final dream I had of the morning, and it was obviously the most vivid and logical. A lot of my dreams last night seemed to have a common pattern of confrontational interactions with people.

[DeeryTheDeer]

The night before last (the 28th).... Dream #1: I dreamed that I was going to a very small drama recital class with only a few other students in it. The actual class was small, cramped and narrow, full of old furniture and kick knacks. I made a big presentation about something apparently smart that caught the teacher's eye and he really liked me, so I was promoted to a huge, roomy, lengthy quarter through a door at the right end of the small classroom. Like the classroom, all the walls were a kind of beige/yellow, yet this huge long room that curved around was clearly high end, post-modern designed for someone rich. There were a couple of big, green couches on one side, and opposite a couple of huge TV screens that played like bright holograms. Dream #2: I also dreamed of watching a South Park movie in a theater somewhere, only the animation was crude 3d computer animation of the kids and I didn't know otherwise in the dream. Something very vaguely comes to mind of maybe tall inflatable rides in the theater complex and previews of other CG animated films. Dream #3: I was in a small office in a tall building with a great window view of New York City, and this thin man with dark hair and a mustache, and he had a tape player of Seth MacFarlane's Family Guy "audition", with some interesting voices, including Stewie and old Brian. Just voices, no animation or plot, and the guy playing it was bewildered that he could have such a range.

[DeeryTheDeer]

Last night I dreamed that I was at Bill Maher's stand-up at the Orleans Casino in Las Vegas (because I did go there to see him a couple years ago), except this time I was alone and I had managed to sneak in there without paying for any tickets. While he was doing his show, I sat on top of a block that was part of the design of the back of the theater, without a seat, and I drew a lot of attention to myself from Bill Maher, who called me out because I was walking around a lot and playing a theremin (even though my "theremin" was some strange golden flute). I felt humiliated because a lot of people seemed to be exasperated with me and they thought I was arrogant. Later, after that experience, I found myself on the couch at my Grandma and Grandpa's house, knowing that I just imagined that whole story in great detail for myself and that it didn't really happen, but it was hard to convince myself because it felt so real in my emotions. Dream #2: Something about being on a farm and really wanting to ride one of the few horses nearby, but apparently none of them were trained or stable enough for me to ride on them. That didn't stop me from trying later on though. I also vaguely remember something about a huge old tree that was fun to climb and play on, and also one that my mom was painting. My mom painting a huge tree that didn't look quite right feels like a recurring dream to me. She asks me what's wrong with it, and I tell her that it looks weird because there are WAAAAYYYYY too few leaves on it. She needs to bush it up in order for it to look more friendly and natural. She was supposedly painting it, yet it was like a real life gigantic paper mache sculpture, amidst a blueish gray cloudly backdrop with short blue mountains on the horizon. Dream #3: Yet again, I have a dream where I can bang on things as hard as I can and scream as loudly as I try to in anger, yet only faint sounds come out and this seriously hampers and frustrates me. I think this should be a top dream sign.

[DeeryTheDeer]

Lucid last night!!! Weeee! I was in the passenger seat of the car and my mom was driving us around, when I checked my hand and counted more than five. This couldn't be possible, so I counted a couple more times and noticed that my thumbs were bent in the opposite direction, and I curled them around each other. At this point I was pretty much lucid, but then I really wanted to plug my nose and breathe through it. It was amazing. Probably the most efficient and mind-blowing RC there is. My mom was parking the car in a college campus parking lot as this lucidity was taking place, so I opened my door and got out as I was trying to gather myself and remember some key things to stay lucid and try. I first calmly affirmed to myself that I could make this lucid as long as I want and try as many things as I want, and then I said out loud, "Increase lucidity!" and I'm not sure what that did, my my dream visuals stayed clear and I stayed lucid. "Increase vividness! Brighter! Brighter! Brighter!" I yelled, walking up a large, grassy knoll with a tree at the top overlooking the campus, and at the same time yelling it I was a little self-conscious of the other kids sitting on the grass wondering what the heck I was doing. I reminded myself that they weren't real or capable of judgment. At the top of the knoll, there were upper level walkways on the outside entrance of the building, cement like the bottom level that led to the main door. I walked on one of these walkways and noticed the pleasant orange afternoon light, and decided to give flying a go. I faced the rail of the walkway overlooking the rest of the campus, and jumped off, soaring up, down and around the cement levels and the grass. I landed back on the opposite walkway. There wasn't much feeling in the flying, more like hyped up imagining than actually experiencing, but instead of focusing on that I decided to go to the bottom level and enter the main doors of the college. I reminded myself calmly that I was lucid, while I took in the scenery of the inside of the building, which looked like a big library, with dark wood furniture and a dark brown carpet. At the left of me was a visitor's desk with a woman standing there patiently. I considered listening to my iPod, one of my dream goals, but thought against it and wanted to wait for another time. I walked past the desk to the left hallway, which was small compared to the incredibly high ceilings of the "library" room, and I got a little frustrated wanting to let the dream guide me with some crazy, random, unexpected imagery, yet everything was pretty expected and boring in this building. At the left hallway was a small, white, L-shaped room full of computers and a few nerdy guys sitting in front of them. I saw their computer screens and noticed that they were playing kids computer games. At the end of that L-shaped room, there was a door on the left corner leading to some type of dorm/apartment that was especially cramped. It had a green, messy carpet, a gray cat living there, and a few more shabby rooms, including a bedroom with a sloppy bunk bed. I didn't find any people in there. I headed back out and into the computer room, where for some reason I sat at one of the computer chairs and found myself using the only device that wasn't a computer, but just a weird little device with a scroll of text and some big headphones, while the other computer guys laughed at me. At this point I lost lucidity. I'm pleased to say that that is by far the longest, most detailed lucid I've ever had so far, and I didn't even eat or drink anything to "induce" it. I just did RCs and acted like I KNEW I would lucid dream last night, not even excited about it, just calm and knowing like it was a usual thing. I really am evolving. Dream #2: I was at this football game with my family (why any of us would be interested in going to a football game is beyond me), yet we were at the very top, cheap seats. These seats were about a mile high and right above the center of the field in a precarious, tottering, beehive-like seating architecture, where there was a hole a few yards in radius that you could see the action down below, and fall a mile down into. It was like a wacky, over-the-top Tex Avery cartoon, and I was mildly amused but still shocked by this. Then somehow it linked to a recurring dream where we were at a Nascar event (again, no RL correspondence), and at the very end of the highest seats was another paved racing track where only we were driving with some guy in this big white truck, and he was driving so fast that I was flying off the handle, because I was hanging out on the outside of the truck near the passenger door. It was more fun and crazy than anything. Dream #3: A rather obscure, weird dream where I was at my grandparent's house at night, and as I looked outside a bedroom window I saw Dave Gahan of Depeche Mode in the driveway, wearing a black leather jacket and nothing else. He was walking down the sidewalk past the house over to the main street, holding some stiff junk below that was profanely, pornographically huge. I stared in shock and thought to myself, "So that's why he's going to the street corner to flash everyone!"

[DeeryTheDeer]

Dream #1: An epic where I lived in a small manufactured home next to a few other small manufactured homes in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by only fields, farmland, mountains and a dirt road. In the next house lived a boy my age that I liked and we would hang out a lot. He was tall, had wavy blond hair and was nerdy like me. One very early gray morning, while all the grass in our shared strip of backyard was soaking wet with dew, he whispered to me that we should run through our neighbor's farmland. This was no ordinary farmland. Part of it was filled with beautiful, huge yellow roses, other exotic flowers and plants, and also parts with exotic trees where who knows what kind of animals lived. It was like a forbidden Adam and Eve kind of place that made these tending neighbors seem like amazing, mysterious wizards. I hesitantly agreed, so we ran across the small yard that seamlessly became their property, racing through tall, wet grasses, flowers, stalks, hills, trees.... I was worried that we would be caught for doing this, but we ran back a few minutes later, and not a thing had changed. Then the dream became a slightly different storyline where I went to a candy/video store, which for some reason my older brother was very angry about trying to control me, and I talked to the overweight, 30-something clerk about getting a certain kind of candy and he told me to wait a minute as he paced back into a small hallway at the back of the store. After waiting for several minutes alone in the store, I sneaked down into the hallway and peered through the white painted door at the end of it. It was like a littered bedroom that this man lived in, day in and day out. After that the details are kind of hazy, but it had something to do with my brother getting mad, me getting mad and then a horrible accident involving me losing limbs or getting them bloodied up. I apparently woke up from unconsciousness to find that I was in a large, upstairs bedroom surrounded by my dream family, who tried to reveal to me that my limbs were now actually new limbs from other people they got at the hospital. There were a few small streaks of blood down my arms and legs. Apparently I was in denial and delusional, losing my sanity. My boyfriend was mad at me and seemed like he didn't like me anymore when he was arguing with me outside in the little backyard. For some reason he was showing me this piece of paper that had a large picture of the fields and mountains, pointing to certain things like I screwed them up. I didn't want him to stop hanging out with me, so I went for broke and told him to run down the dirt road with me and cross into the neighbor's trees around the backside of their property. Surprisingly, his angry tone melted away and he obliged, forgetting whatever he was scolding me for. We were good friends again. I ran down the road wholeheartedly as he was nearly keeping up, and then suddenly I was slowing down a bit because of my weird dream running technique and he was catching up, even getting ahead of me, so I tried to run faster and eventually I did, catching up with him. Then we made a sharp left turn into the trees, and soon enough I couldn't see him anymore, when suddenly a jaguar attacked me. I fought the jaguar and tried spitting in its face, which seemed to work, and I pushed forward on the tiny trail through the thicket. At night, I was running through a carnival with a lot of 20-somethings in the dark, scattered by a few bright yellow carney lights and I was worried about getting raped.

[Baron Samedi]

Thanks for sharing all your dreams with us. I have a lot of similar dream goals. I had a non-lucid that I was Amadeus. I suggest walking through the mirror.

[DeeryTheDeer]

Thanks, Nomad. I'll be sure to try that sometime. I took a nap this morning, or rather a cluster nap where I kept waking up and deciding to fall asleep and have a new weird dream immediately. At one point, I was very sleepy and while drifting off, I decided to keep track of the thoughts and images while trying to remind myself that I'm dreaming, all along the way. Basically, I was attempting a WBTB. My abstract thoughts were on Stewie and Brian Griffin, and I stayed lightly conscious of them while the image of them appeared more and more, when suddenly my thoughts and mood took a left turn to a pink pig next to Stewie and a new kind of train of thought and feeling, but as I got caught up in it I suddenly reminded myself that I was still dreaming. All these images were blotted and melty in my head, not really solid constructs but I definitely was falling away from wakefulness fast, already in the entrance of a dream. I got intimidated and wearied by trying to keep remembering lucidity, though, and just gave up at that point. I keep wanting to give up because I get scared that trying too hard will just push the dreams away, and I just want to have an interesting dream. Right now, I really wish I could have lucidity AND control, while not losing the dream. Other dreams I had during the nap involved sitting in an empty, dark room with the door open and sitting next to Johnny Depp on a bean bag chair, talking to him about his job as a cameraman on the set of an amateur indie film with nobodies as the lead actors. I thought it was weird that Johnny Depp, a huge international star, would have such a menial film job on a project that inexperienced, less attractive college age actors were the stars. As I asked him about that subject, I believe he told me that he liked his job and it was low stress. Later, I was in a huge, futuristic auditorium with rounded pod-like chairs, and they all had soft, gray cushioning in them. I sat on a pod next to a really good internet friend of mine (not on DV), where I told her about my visit with Johnny Depp and how it was almost like an intimate date, and that I couldn't believe I actually talked to him. Throughout my whole nap experience was some kind of epic 3d arcade game that had many different worlds and even more different levels. The main character seemed to be a little blue rhino who competed from circus level to circus level on the side of an elf-like underground mountain, with different animal judges each level that were always harsh and intimidating. The little blue rhino, inside a red-white striped tent, had to use platforms to jump off of to grab certain items in the allotted time, and the levels got harder and different each time. It was a colorful and cute game, like Mario Party and such. I also had an ending dream about going with my dad to some kind of clothes store where a medium height, brunette clerk in her mid to late 20s greeted us and showed us around, talking about what they were planning to do with the store and something about management. There was another, taller brunette there that could have been her mother or older sister, and she seemed to be more in charge than the clerk was while they talked for a moment about something. I went in a back room where it looked like some kind of dark meat locker, and a few other people were milling about there as if it was a public bathroom, just chatting away. One woman near the front next to a cold metal counter top had a very young infant with a plastic bag full of water and an orange fish in it. Then it seemed as though the infant was as small as the fish, inside the same bag, and the infant was very curious and grasping and biting at the fish.

[DeeryTheDeer]

New DILD: I eventually realized I was dreaming through a slow mental evaluation of my situation, which I think was sliding around on the floor on my stomach. I tried flying, first with the real feeling of flying. I'd work on the now faded and washed out visuals later. I was laying on the floor of a hallway in my house, face down, stomach flat on the floor, but had my arms and legs spread out in a superman flying position, and I felt some wind forces on my limbs, but I was trying really hard to get boosting out into the open, the fully realistic feeling of soaring and diving through mid-air. I kept trying to make it happen, but alas, no avail. Then I tried imagining the feeling of soaring up to uncomfortably high heights, like I did in previous dreams, just to get it going. That worked briefly, but I thought too much into it and I had now twisted around to laying on my back in the hallway. I basically had faint feelings of flying, but more feelings of rolling around on the floor in my house. As usual, the visuals, or lack therof, were a total joke. I gave up. I need to find better methods of dream control and dream stability. Any suggestions, opinions?