* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

I dealt with a forgotten situation mixed with a false awakening and ended up saying to myself, "I could have become lucid (if I had done something differently in my dream). I woke up disappointed that I missed that dream sign.

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I dreamed a dog was dragging something. Our pet rats were making a ruckus.

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I had a dream about my Dad's old house. As usual, I was around back. The house is on a hill, but in my dream, the hill was held up by a wall which was collapsing. I was talking to someone and agreed to
shore it up which required tightening some screws to push the wall back. There was a train track dividing
the land in my dream.

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I had done a video project on things falling; parachuters and meteorites were the two that I actually thought of in the dream.

I started watching the video and it started with an intro scene I can't remember. Then it went to a scene of these ladies dancing. They looked the right size based on the perspective in one sense, but a giant hand came down to make it look as though the hand was making the ladies spin. The hand was not designed to look giant either. The hand only looked large and the ladies small relative to each other. It was strange, and had nothing to do with the theme of the falling things.

I was waiting for the real part of the video to start to see my editing work. Then the scene went to Jennifer Love Hewitt. She was sitting on her butt on the floor in a dress with stockings. Her legs were open, but the angle did not show her. Then the angle slowly turned to show her crotch. It was a playboy shot rather than a Penthouse shot (taste versus detail). She had a thick landing strip. That was great.

Then there were more women in a lesbian orgy scene. It was great, but I was waiting for the real part of the movie to begin. I turned around to see a lesbian woman I used to work with watching the video. When I saw her she kind of chuckled and walked away, though I looked back later and she was there again. I tried to tell her that this wasn't the real point of the video.

Eventually the lesbian scene stopped, but so did the dream. Maybe I woke up. I really don't know.

I have been playing zombie games with my boy.

Last night I dreamed I was playing a game where you had to shoot these zombies,
but they looked more like slugs that stand up, which is an idea that a friend of mine
had in waking life. The interesting thing about the game was that there were clouds
that you had to blow on or they would form a dragon.

It was a cheap looking dragon, but I remember at one point, after we had blown the
clouds apart, they started coming back together, and watching them start to form a
dragon was really neat.

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I was outside somewhere and it was night time. A limousine pulled up by a curb under
a tree where it was even darker. It was an old limousine. The paint had lost all its luster,
and it didn't look like any old limo I've ever seen. It had a grill like a truck on a
tractor-trailer. It was a giant square grill.

Then, the grill opened like a mouth. It was a devil car. The grill opened to reveal another grill
behind it, on which it said something about sex. Super evil. Then the car started to talk with
the inner grill moving up and down so it was more like a mouth. It told some guy that he had
to kill some people or the car was going to kill him.

This guy went into a room where there were a bunch of servers that held information on
people around the world. He started pulling some kind of cards or mother-boards out from these
shelves of servers and destroyed them all. Somehow this translated into killing hundreds of
thousands of people around the world.

Then I saw his boss and some other guy who didn't even seem to care. I thought that they
didn't care because the damage was done and there was nothing they could do about it.

Dream skip:

I'm in a room that is like a museum. I see a ceramic pot that I really like, and it is teetering on
edge because someone placed it incorrectly. I was upset and tried to fix it, but only succeeded
in knocking it over. It fell about 7 feet to the floor and bounced a couple times only barely
nicking it.

(This was a replay of when I was 15 in waking life. I was changing a light-bulb at
McDonalds and it dropped from waist high. It landed perfectly on the top of the bulb--the glass part,
and bounced back up. I had no idea it would bounce, so I didn't have the presence of mind
to catch it, though if I had bent down a little, I could have caught it. Instead, it fell back down
and shattered.)

Anyway, dream skip and I'm in bed with a stranger. This isn't strange somehow as in my dream
this happens a lot. I always snuggle with my partner, but it is not sexual. It is just being close
at night. I kiss her on the forehead and she tells me she doesn't want me to kiss her, so I apologize
and roll over. Her body was still touching me, so I try to scoot over. I tell her that I am at the edge
and can't move over anymore.

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I'm at my first girlfriends house and she is telling me something. Her dress comes up a little and
she exposes herself a little. I look at her in the eye, but enjoy her accidentally flashing me.

I forgot most of my dream/s, but:
I saw a couple cute ladies. I was leaving the group, but gave the blond a quick hug.
Dream skip, I'm with the brunette. I end up feeling up her shirt, and later I saw her breasts
but couldn't touch them.

Those are the salient points that I remember, though the rest was pretty interesting. I wish I could have logged it earlier this morning.

I was in a house with kids drawings on the doors (I went to a kids birthday party in waking life yesterday). Then I realized I wasn't supposed to be in the house, so I ran out quickly.

I realized I was dreaming somehow So I jumped up and started flying about 10 feet above the ground. I saw the grass in pretty nice detail. There were blue flowers in the grass. They were like miniature carnations.

I was going to find someone to make out with. Coming down, I remembered other people saying they fly through stuff, so I decided to fly through the earth. I flew through the ground, but it had little to offer my dream, so I quit. I jumped up to fly again to verify I was dreaming before I forced anyone to do what I wanted. Yea, I was dreaming. OK.

I went to another house where an attractive lady shut the door on me. I flew through the door and was inside. I was with a very attractive lady in a blue dress. I carressed her throat and told her not to bite me. Then we started making out. It was great.

I woke up. Darn! I tried to stay still, but I couldn't go back to sleep. I rolled over and went back to sleep.

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I am in a room, though I see no detail at all. I see my father I think, and I point out a young, black woman and note her perfect skin. Her hair was pulled back tightly and she was really attractive. She was with a young, white woman who was also beautiful.

They both walked through a door. I stepped back to see them on the other side of the wall. That move only works in a dream. It was as though half the house was missing, but whatever.

I see them on the other side and realize I am dreaming again. Then the white lady is on her back and I'm holding a small card. It shows a woman in the position I want her to assume. I show the lady the card and I tell her I want to see her like that. In short, legs opened wide fully exposed.

She obliges but her panties are on. I say, "No, with your panties off" and I pull them off. From there I am enjoying her pleasure and it feels so real I can't believe it. I try not to think of how I am dreaming or I may wake up. I enjoy her for some time amazed at how successfully I am doing this.

I lift myself up a little and I see her spine...even though she is on her back. Whatever. This went on for some time until I woke up.

In waking life yesterday I hiked a few miles near Kennesaw Mountain. My legs are shot. This made me dream a fragment about some kind of troopers. It was basically G.I. Joe guys; nothing really happened with them though.

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I was with a black lady. I never saw her face. I saw her ass. It had weird designs that didn't look that nice, but I wanted to touch her anyway.

I turned my face, not because I didn't want to see it, but some how this was to ask permission. As I brought my hand down slowly, she pulled my hand down and I squeezed her ass. I was happy.

I looked up and now she was on her back and she was Chinese, though again, I never saw her face. I saw her waste. My hand was in her hair.

The End

I seem to have pretty good luck in my dreams.

I was with S.G. I reached in her blouse and felt her breast. I pushed to cup it fully. I felt her nipple. She gave me O.S. This whole thing happened twice. Very nice.

My dream switched to a large Hispanic or Italian guy with the most beautiful Latina in the world. She was European (white), and had black hair that looked gunmetal blue in the light. It fell to an inch above her shoulders. It was perfectly straight and would have felt as soft as water.

She turned around and walked by. I tracked her, but never got to see her face. She would have looked like Alizee. I don't think it was supposed to be her though.

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I was looking out into my garden. I saw two Irises. The foliage on one was huge; however they were in the shade, so I thought I should move them into a sunnier area.

Then I noticed some rodent creatures. They were as big as bear cubs. They looked like the little bear creatures in Return of the Jedi. In waking life we watched that movie a couple nights ago. (There is a hint there for all dreamers).

These creatures were eating something that I put out for other animals. They were sitting on a bench or something, and talking to each other. Their eyes were huge.

The area they were sitting in in my garden was kind of protected. They felt safe and happy and had easy grub, so they were talking to each other having a good time.

I knew that someday they would have to forage for there own food and they would be sad about it.