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I woke up a lot of times last night and I was really happy with the recall that I had. I was sure I'd get an LD from all the MILDs I did while going back to sleep, but I'm still happy even though I didn't LD. Maybe it was because I was really tired so I was able to MILD for only like 5 seconds before my mind drifted off.

Dream 1
I am in the NFL and I am a superstar running back. I kept on evading tackle after tackle.

Dream 2
I am in this house and there are these monster type things going around killing people. There was a scene where a security guard was looking at something, and a monster snuck up behind him and stabbed him. I was standing in a bedroom and someone asked me something and I was sure that I knew who did it, because I was the best detective ever.

Dream 3
I was in my teacher's classroom with one of my friends, who isn't in that class IWl. It had something to do with basketball too.

Dream 4
I stop my car at a stop sign by my old Elementary School. I am going to Open Gym for Basketball.

Dream 5
My mom thought someone stole a red towel that she had, so we all got in the car and drove around looking for it. I saw a house with a red towel hanging out to dry and I thought that was it, but then I saw another house with a red towel. I then realized that all the houses had a red towel hanging out to dry and I was wondering how we were going to figure out which one was ours.

Dream 6
I have a bible study at my house because the person who's house we usually go to has something else to do. B pulls up in my driveway in a silver car. The driveway goes right up to my front door, instead of having a sidewalk like IWL. I look around and the house is really messy and disorganized. I make a mental note to apologize when the people come in. I know my mom will be mad because the house is dirty and people are coming over and she doesn't know about it.

Dream 7
My mom suddenly knew how to speak Spanish and was teaching me different words and we were having some mini conversations. I had chicken nuggets in the over and I took them out to eat. I was wondering what time I should eat the chicken nuggets at.

Dream 8
I am in a class at my school...it's not an actual class I have. There are some people in there from my church who are the kids of the church staff. We get to go home early that day and they have to go directly to church to help clean up and I feel bad for them because that would be a total waste of the rest of the day. I am then in the band room of the middle school I went to. There are pictures and videos of nude people dancing and some of my teachers are in them. I am sickened by the sight of that.

Dream 9
I am sitting in a circle of chairs in the library talking about how many computers you should own and which computers are the best.

Dream 10
I am outside another kid's house. His neighborhood is a really long street and there are a bunch of houses on each side, with perfectly green lawns. M, E, J, and another kid are having are playing football. E is in a white shirt and it for some reason got soaking wet. She is really hot and I stare at her chest. The other kid is now just in his underwear, and the other's comment on how he always does that. He was looking around for his clothes. I see about four little kids playing football behind my car which is parked in the driveway. I exclaim that I recognize one of the kids from a basketball camp. I then say that we are best friends. I go on my Ipod and look on Instagram, nobody has liked the pictures I've posted and I feel bad about that. I think that my next post should be of me at open gym, but I think that may be a bit stupid and won't get any likes, so I decide not to. I then try to decide if I should get Twitter.

i had a lucid last night at about 1am went to sleep early... anyway someone i know was there i knew it was his presence at least... i felt like i was scouting for what i dont know in the sky. i got woken up by this dog in my neighborhood so i couldnt finish the dream... i hope i can remedy this problem with the right kind of earplugs for me...

1. I was inside of some kind of building, not really sure where or what it was, and I was with my friend Dylan. I saw a group of girls not far ahead of me, and they were all sitting down just chilling. "Dude lets go talk to these girls" I told Dylan. "What the hell is your problem Cory?" he replied, as if I had just committed some kind of crime. With this I walked up to the girls and sat down next to one of them. "Hey, my name's Cory, hows it going?" I asked. "Pretty good, what about you?" one girl replied. I don't remember the rest of the conversation, but I remember narrowing my conversation down to one girl that I thought was pretty. We ended up talking for a while too. She ended up having to leave to go somewhere, and so did I, but before she left I got her number.
"Hey, your really cool, give me your number so we can chill later" I said. "Ok, my number is *** *** ****" she replied. I forgot her number obviously, so I couldn't put it in. In the dream though, I didn't get my phone out in time and I ended up not getting her entire number down. "Wait tell me it again, I didn't get all of that" I told her (lolol). Now she had to leave immediately so she did so, and I didn't get her entire number(actually I may have, but I don't remember). She did tell me though that her name was Sophie. Before she left my friend Dylan asked me, "Dude how did you get her number so easily?". Sophie overheard him ask me this and she told him, "Because he's really confident, and at the same time also really chill."
With this she got up and walked away to catch up with her other girlfriends. Later on throughout the rest of the dream I saw her multiple times, but we would always be busy doing something so we couldn't talk.

2. I was inside of some sort of indoor party place when all of a sudden something weird happened and I thought to myself, "Wait, that's pretty weird, and that would probably mean this is a dream, oh wait, this is a dream!". With that I became Lucid, but I don't remember anything that I did because I hadn't been caught up with my recall lately.

3. I was right next to the bottom section of a ditch where all the water was. It was night time and the moon was out. I was just wandering around near the bottom of this ditch when I came up to a fence made of wood and rope. I touched this rope and started messing around with it when I suddenly heard a noise far behind me. I looked back and saw up the ditch(it was like a steep hill) and at the top there was a thick forest. In the forest I could see many flashlights moving around, and I could tell that people were holding them, but I wasn't sure what they were doing.
Out of no where a loud alarm sounded, "This is an S-2 Emergency, all workers get into safety immediately". I looked around and on the road to the right of the ditch I(which was far away) I saw chemical plant workers in hazmat suits sprinting away from the plant. Directly behind me where the other chemical plant workers had flashlights, there was a safety station with safety equipment. All of the workers were running here to get safety things, so I ran up to the station as well to get myself equipped for whatever was going on.
Once I got there, I encountered two chemical plant workers. They both got their bag of safety equipment and sprinted into the chemical plant. There was only a few safety equipment bags left, so I grabbed one and sprinted after the workers that were ahead of me. I followed them into the plant, where, once we got inside, we went to the very back of the plant and went into a room. Inside of this plant many things such as walls and huge equipment were glowing a bright neon orange. Many other workers came into the room we were in, and we all just waited.
Suddenly I heard a popping noise. "Gas, Gas!!" yelled one of the workers ahead of me. Immediately everyone opened up their safety equipment bags and got out a gas mask. I opened mine up as well and got out my gas mask. Quickly a poisonous gas started filling the room. Everyone else already had their gas mask on except for me, I was struggling because I had never put one on before. The gas got to me before I got my mask fully on. I held my breath while I continued trying to put on my mask. Eventually I couldn't hold my breath any longer and I opened up to take a breath and breathed in some of the poisonous gas. I felt a really strong burning sensation in my lungs. Just then, a second later, I got my mask fully on and started to breathe purified air which the mask filtered.
Now the poisonous gas had filled the entire room, and all of the workers as well as myself stayed in the room and waited, we had no idea where to go. Out of no where I heard the sound of flames spreading extremely fast. We all looked to the main entrance to the room where were waiting in and not far from the door there was 3 workers that looked different from us, and they were all in green hazmat suits with gas masks, one thing sent us all in chaos, they had flamethrowers. These foreign workers walked into the room we were in and started spraying fire everywhere.
I wasn't about to just stand and watch myself die, so I ran out of the room through a side exit. Once I got out of the room I ran down a corridor and through another room. To my side I could see more green hazmat guys with flamethrowers. I ran through yet another room and suddenly found myself inside of a mall. Everything was peaceful now, I was just in the mall. It wasn't very well lit in this mall either, everything seemed rather dark. I looked ahead and a bit to my left and saw a restroom. I didn't need to go to the restroom, but I walked over to it.
Once I walked into, I almost immediately encountered a weird guy. "I'm about to scam some people, watch this" he told me. I then stood behind something out of sight and watched him scam this guy as he walked in. This guy was black and his hairline was messed up. "Sir, do you mind if I -blah blah blah-?" he asked. The black man replied, "I know my hairline is messed up, but does that mean that yours isn"t?" (What does that even mean). I decided that I was bored and walked out of the restroom. I continued down the mall and walked into a conference room. I sat down in a chair and a weird man sat down next to me.
As the conference started, he started touching me. I told him "Dude I'm not gay, get your fucking hands off of me", but he still continued to touch me. I then got up and walked out of the conference room, and he followed me. I started running and then I lost him.

At a glance, today’s results seem so lacking after the wonderful thing I went through yesterday. That said, I’m reminding myself that yesterday was likely more a stroke of luck than anything. After how much I’ve slacked on everything lately, today’s results are much more similar to what I should be expecting for the first few days back.

Just a few scattered dreams. Nothing more. On the bright side, I’m reality checking very often without having to even think much about it. Even at home, which had been hard for me before yesterday’s lucid dream. A little encouragement goes a long way, I suppose.

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I remember nothing about my first dream except that there was some girl, and there was something about pictures of her that were really old. Yeah, that’s it.

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The next dream, oddly enough, had me hanging out with Angry Joe in a very clean-looking living room. There was light colored furniture with a glass coffee table, and lots of lights coming in through large glass windows. Don’t recall what we were doing or talking about.

Somewhere in the dream it became apparent that I had stopped doing something that was important for me to be doing (no idea what it was). Also somewhere along the line some person who I can’t remember started to make threats against me. Serious threats, though we didn’t seem to take them serious. Nostalgic Critic was there soon after that, and he was trying to figure out why I’d stopped doing my important thing. He theorized that something was stressing me out and keeping me from doing it. He then concluded that the threats I was getting might have been the cause of the stress.

I find this dream interesting because I feel like it was my mind directly reflecting on how I’d stopped the reality checks and dream journaling, and working itself through whatever stress was causing me to do that. The threats I was receiving I can’t quite figure out, though.

And I woke up from this one hearing Animals by Maroon 5 in my head.

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In the last dream I was in my grandmother’s house with Willow. We were getting ready for some sort of gathering, and Willow was making food in the kitchen. It’s not clear to me if we were living there or just using the house, but it seems that Maw had passed away. The first part I really remember from it was me coming out of the bathroom and very quickly walking back up the hall into the kitchen with her, because I found the back area of the house incredibly haunting/scary.

She felt the same and we started to talk about how spooky the house seemed. We talked about how we keep the doors to the back rooms of the house closed and locked at all times ‘cause it makes us feel safer, yet despite the locks we found ourselves constantly feeling anxious that we’d hear one of the doors open. One time during the dream there was some odd noise that Willow thought was one of them opening and it scared her.

After that convo I went into the room adjacent to the side door and was putting on my boots, and joked with her about how I definitely preferred it when she was between me and the back of the house. She laughed with me, though we both still felt really uneasy.

We theorized that maybe the house had a slow, sloth-like energy to it that was sapping all the positive and clean energy from the house, which was generating the anxiety we felt. We then debated on if slow energy really would devour “fast” energy, or if it wouldn’t be the other way around.

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Work On:
–Write down every dream the moment I wake from it. Every time.
–Dream check more at home. Make it a habit at all places, at all times of the day. Not just at work.

Current Dream Signs:
–Work
–Amy and Andy’s House (Perhaps Amy and Andy themselves as well? Unsure.)
–Yylvis, The Fox

First dream:

I am on a night out with pretty much everyone I have ever known. We are in a local nightclub, and I feel bad about ignoring a young woman I work with when she was standing alone. But instead of chatting to her, I leave and head towards a corridor filled with lockers. I put my backpack in a locker (why I took my backpack on a night out, I don't know).

I head outside into the street where some other people I know are, and I start to get paranoid about my bag. I decide to go back in and check on it, and this is where I became lucid.

In the locker room, I see an old woman I used to work with until she retired. I never liked her very much. She says something to me, and I decide to respond in gibberish - completely random words - just to see how she reacts. She responds like I said something that made sense, which I found strange.

I decide to see if I can damage her somehow with my mind, since this is my dream. I advance on her, projecting "malevolent energy", hoping to tear a hole through her.

It doesn't work. She just backs away and laughs nervously. I decide to turn around and leave before my aggression wakes me up, but I did wake up.

I performed a WBTB for 10 minutes, then went back to sleep for my second lucid dream.

Second dream:

I'm in a similar building, not sure if it is the same one, but it looks alike. For some reason, I am aware that I am starting a masters degree in Fashion, and I am questioning the wisdom of this move.

I became lucid shortly after this. This is when I saw an attractive woman in the building. I talk to her, then guide her into a private room where we could take things further. There is a single bed in this small, cluttered room, and I tell her to sit down.

Just as I am about to make my next move, some other woman I know bursts into the room for no apparent reason. So I guide her onto the bed next to the other DC, and just as I am thinking about where to take this next, I wake up.

Third dream:

I think I DEILDed straight into a third lucid dream. I am outside in my area at night, and there is a big Halloween party going on in the street. Everyone is drunk. All I did was wander around, lucid, until I woke up again.

I can't remember if I actually woke up, or if I went straight into a false awakening, because I remember dreaming about waking up in a strange place in public. There was a procession of women in pink walking past me. It was short-lived, and I wasn't even lucid.

More confused and unfocused nonsense....

Flicking through a magazine - not much for interest, then there was an article by a guy with a beard about discovering a wreck. This then led to me asking my auld man for a shot of a VHS he had with a film about a shipwreck. I started watching it, there was something about a lad riding on a whales back and a couple of people getting rescued from the lower deck of a sinking boat.

In a brightly lit room. Me and a lassie I didn't know had said or done something cheeky to annoy my wife. She was coming round any minute. I told the lassie to hide in a wee cupboard under the window and I would say she had stepped out. I could hear my wife approaching and was getting panicked. I jumped onto the bed, which was far too wee for me, and try to bury myself under a yucky green quilt - which again was far too wee. My wife appeared and the lassie came out of hiding and admitted whatever offence had been commited. My wife's face was an angry one.

I feel much better today, so hopefully these silly , hard to put together dreams will stop now!

#377 - WILD - 9:29AM (3 of 3)

I try to squeeze another hour of sleep late this morning to try to make up for the periods of wakefulness I dealt with through the night. My son wakes up and I hear mild sounds of him taking a bath causing my to have a short period of light sleep.

I wake fully with no dream recall but I say focused on my body. For some reason I think it is my mother who is giving my son a bath. I have some visuals of this and then I notice some vibrations. I open my eyes but this time, I am certain I have opened my physical eyes. I close them and try again without making the movement. I am not sure what is what but I can see in the dream now. The transition to move my body is a bit more difficult this time but after a few seconds, I manage to get out.

The bedroom door opens as if it is the front door to the house in Texas. I always have a strong connection to this place and though I don't understand it, I just let it be. There is the church on the other side of the yard plus and extra building with gray stucco. I don't have any goal in mind so I wander closer. I think about phasing into the wall to see what I will find but I worry about destabilizing the dream.

Around the side, I seemy neighbors ugly truck parked in the grass. It annoys me so I decide to reach into it and see whats in the engine compartment. My hand phases through the grill and I smile at the visuals and the sensation. I reach around inside and feel a tangle of hoses and wires. I grab a handful and pull them out. I can now see the engine and put my hand on an odd looking spark plug. I say something like, "You will cause problems." I hope to affect waking life as a type of curse on the vehicle. I think about taking anger out and slashing the tires for fun but I stop myself right here. This is totally stupid. I think that I should just let this go and do something else. As I turn away, my wife comes in the room waking me up.

#376 - DILD - 5:02AM (2 of 3)

I am at Wal-Mart looking for some vitamins. I wander around and realize its all a dream but for some reason I continue walking around looking for the vitamins.

I have and FA and try to record my dream but I can't see clearly and my hands feel numb and clumsy. I put my journal way thinking something is off. My wife gets up and goes to the bathroom. I try again to record the dream fumbling clumsily. As my wife comes back into the room I decide to nose plug just in case. AH! It's a dream.

I get up and enter the living room. It's really dark in there so I try the light closest light switch by the kitchen entrance. It doesn't work and I begin to hear this odd metallic groaning sound. I am intrigued at first but then I think maybe i should be scared. Fear gets the best of me for just a second but I allow anger to override that emotion. I continue to hear that creepy sound and it seems to be coming from the oven.

The room seems to have lit up some so investigate. The oven looks like some bulky white antique looking thing. I note the oddity but I am not concerned with that right now. I yell things at the oven thinking something evil must be inside. The sound continues. "Shut-up! Shut-up and come out of that oven! I dare you!" After a moment I decide to open the oven. I am really worried that I'll have to confront some twisted hell spawn but to my relief there is nothing inside. I decide to just ignore this whole thing and go do other things, but at that moment I wake up.

Lucid Fragment

I also recall a lucid fragment where I was caught up in some Dr Who. trivia on the TV. I was using at a large touch screen but the trivia turned into some 60's and 70's sitcom trivia with video snippets. There was some show called "The Strangers" about a cab driver.

I woke up in my room, but i had like 7-8 fingers, and then I just "wow, i'm actually dreaming"
I rubbed my hands and focused on my breath. Everything was a little bit blurry, but it got very clear after a couple of seconds.
"Where's my dreamguide?" I asked out loud. Suddenly, my teacher appeared (yes, my TEACHER).
"Are you my dreamguide?" I asked. She answered yes.
"Well, show me something brilliant."
My room turned into air nothing and everything just floated in the air. It was pretty amazing.
And the best: a dragon came flying. That was awesome..
I jumped on it.
"Fly me to a cool sci-fi celebrity!" I yelled on the dragons back.
The dragon flied higher and higher, straight up. A VERY big, portal appeared right in front of me and the dragon flied in there.

BANG, and the dragon's gone. I stood in a luxury house and Claudia Black sat in the sofa. She looked at me and smiled. Awesome. Again.
I got a little bit excited, so she began to fade, but I rubbed my hands again and yelled out loud.
We talked for a long time. I asked why I was there, and she answered that I was there because I wanted to ride dragons with her, and then I just laughed so hard.
She asked me why that was so funny and I laughed even harder, but the dream just faded away and I lost my lucidity..

It was freakin fun anyway

I didn’t have a lucid dream last night, so I’ll describe one that happened July 14, 2014 - dream journal entry. This lucid dream had an interesting twist after I woke up and described it to my wife.

I entered this dream, lucid, and I kept it a secret. My wife and I were sitting in courtyard style café, with a stone patio, and old brick buildings surrounding us. The table was a marble topped, a petite antique, with a metal frames chairs to match. The sky was blue with scattered clouds. My wife was sipping her tea and we weren’t talking, because we were just taking in the view and enjoying the ambiance. It really was a beautiful place, perfect for a lucid dream. There was nobody else in the café, except for one young girl, who was sitting off to the side, and was she watching us very closely. She was very pretty, and had long curly brown hair. I did not recognize her. I said to my wife, “Let’s go talk to that girl!” Both my wife and the young girl had real looking eyes that were full of life and expression. I often find that dream characters either have eyes that appear to be painted on, or they look absolutely real, right down to the blood vessels and dilating pupils. The dream characters with ‘real eyes’ need special attention. My wife said, “Okay!”, so we got up and walked over to the young girl. As I neared the girl, I felt that maybe she was my daughter, I could feel the love, so I said, “Sandwich hug!” We then sandwich hugged the little girl and she smiled ear to ear. The girl looked at my wife and said, “You have so much empathy for human beings.” I then woke up and recorded the lucid dream in my journal. I had no idea what empathy meant.

The next morning I went to my wife and told her my dream. She had shocked look on her face. I then asked my wife what empathy meant. I jokingly said, “My gas tank is empathy.” She didn’t laugh. My wife then explained empathy means you’re able to put yourself into someone else’s position and really feel what they’re feeling. I said, “How could I even dream about this word when I don’t know what it means?” My wife then explained her shocked look. She said the night before she was talking to her mom, who had passed away 12 years earlier, hoping she was listening. My wife was asking her mom why she had so much empathy for her elderly aunt, for whom she was taking such good care of.

#375 - WILD - 3:55AM (1 of 3)

The usual dreamamins dose. A little DMAE to mix things up. No menthol. 60 min WBTB playing a phone game "Out There" and a whole lot of WILD determination.

I almost lose awareness and have some deep visual of a dream. I pull myself back to full lucidity and notice vibrations. I feel that I am far enough in the dream to go ahead and open my eyes. The room is dimly lit and I see the ceiling. I have my right hand in the air. Suddenly, I feel a sinking sensation and watch as the dream reality stretches and skews. After sinking what feels like 10 or so feet, I decide to move on.

I make effort to get up and everything bounces back to something more normal. I don't recall making my way to the front door; Perhaps I just teleport unaware. Outside, I expect to feel cold air but it's neither hot nor cold. I remember that I want to find this mysterious dream guide that has been showing up lately and I look around. A strange looking, beefy maroon-orange van pulls up into the driveway. It has a very futuristic/spaceship look to it with glass tinted so dark it looks black. I become excited because I just know my guy is in there. There is still some mild instability to the dream and I somewhat clumsily open the passenger side door. To my surprise, there is no one in there. The interior is super plush and clean like some high dollar luxury car. I'm not sure what this is all about but I go ahead and move over to the driver seat. I use the van to drive around in search of my dream guide.

As I pull out of the driveway I notice some kids and other people down the street milling about. I hope to find him there but for some reason the van malfunctions and stay stuck in reverse. This has never happened before and I find it very annoying. After a few seconds I am able to fiddle with some sort of gear shift and manage to drive normally. I make my way back to where to people were earlier but everyone is gone now. I continue to slowly drive around familiar streets in search of someone or anyone but I have no luck.

I feel something touch my mouth and I almost absentmindedly bite it. Is that the steering wheel? I pull my head back and see something black. It's a part of the dash that has somehow grown some sort of lump in it. I say out loud, "What the crap?", as I try to push it down. My hand only wants to phase through so I just let it be. However, it's really annoying because it is obstructing my vision. I decide I really don't need the van so I step to the side phasing out onto the street as I let the van dissolve away into nothing. I can feel it sort of fizzle to nothing behind me like one of those effervescent tablets in water. I always get a rush when I do that!

I continue walking down the street looking down for stability. For some reason phasing the van was slightly disorienting. I notice my shoes and really like the brown and blue design. I hope to find something like that in the waking world. It's so cool how creative my dreaming mind is! I look up and see some white car coming down an adjacent street. I start to head over to check it out but my physical hand randomly clenches into a fist waking me up.

I have noticed that my dreams have become quite violent in the recent weeks. I don't know why, but it is concerning. I am not worried about the actual violence of the dreams, but whatever is causing it. There is a lot of stress in my life at this time, but I don't know if it is due to that.

I was on a river trip with some family and friends; we were canoeing down a river in Africa, I think. I remember I was talking to some monkeys and they were telling me some interesting climbing tips. Everything was going well until one night there was an attack on our camp. I'm not sure exactly what happened, but I know the next minute we had formed a militia. My uncle was tossing guns to everyone (somehow we now had a ton of people) and I got a super nice one with over 6000 bullets, which is fairly unrealistic. It was also really light. We charged down the enemy airstrip and a gigantic tank-like vehicle was approaching us and driving up the side of the airstrip. It started to point its gun at us but someone hit it with an anti-tank missile and it exploded. We passed several other enemy units and vehicles and when I wanted to stop and take them out someone said that wasn't part of the plan so we kept running. Then mortars started falling and a lot of people died, including some of my friends, and some of my family. I was enraged so I started shooting a ton of stuff and I became the hero of the group because I killed so many people. I shot down a helicopter with my machine gun. A B52 bomber flew overhead and I was well within the blast radius of some of the bombs but somehow I didn't die. I think I eventually got killed.

Dream 1

I don't remember anything.

Dream 2

Something that I don't remember happened.But what i do recall is being with Dawn somewhere. We than appeared on a train that was supposedly hijacked by a villain who wanted to drown everyone. I held on tight as the train was moving fast but all of a sudden the train landed in the ocean and was submerged in water. I saw people floating up and out of the train as they dissapeared from sight. I saw Dawn though floating in the water and swam to him grabbing his hand. He managed to swim me to the land safely .

But...I noticed that there was something odd about this though...Dawn's body felt pretty real but his body was stronger... and his muscles were huge.Oh yeah, and he was naked.lol The evil villain was laughing but than started complaining about how we were ignoring him. Good thing the dream changed quickly after that. Dawn was starting to get weird. Anyways I appeared on my bed. My cousin was in my parent's bedroom and I was with a small random little girl. It seemed quiet after I heard my cousin's voice and looked around.

But now I felt it was time to go on a lucid adventure. I started thinking about a scary deity though and a small purple statue appeared. A little girl's voice came from it but I immediately made it dissapear with my mind. Than I started thinking about how cool it would be if I could share a dream with my brother or cousins and out of no where a huge purple/yellow cartoony wall appeared.

It had a goofy face and its tounge was sticking out. It said it was time for me to merge into one mind, a new being and was starting to swallow me up. But I detached myself from the wall and suddenly I was in a big room where it looked like beauty and the beast cartoons were roaming around talking and doing chores. I found this funny and just observed it for a while. But than...

I appeared in my house and it was supposedly like 7pm. There were friends of my brother and random people around. I saw one of my brother's friends playing around in a closet and shouted for him to stop messing around in there. He ran out so I went downstairs to see what was going on. To my surprise there were two guys stealing stuff from us. I ratted them out but all they said was that they took a few pencils.

I became lucid at that point and looked at all the DCs around. I felt like seeing who would or wouldn't dissapear so I looked back and in front of me. The DCs became few and there was one laughing at me. He looked familiar but I couldn't tell who he was. He was slowly fading and I told him he was but he just kept laughing at me until he was gone. A singing Spanish cat with a guitar came and started singing. I grabbed him but he kept trying to escape so I let him go. I walked away and up some stairs but he ran to me and said " So that's how its going to be like huh!? One moment I'm adorable and the next moment I'm not." I pushed him out the way though because he was starting to annoy me but than I woke up.


Dream 3

I remember appearing in my hall way knowing it was a dream. So I started calling for Dawn. The walls just started sucking me up again though. I let it but I appeared in darkness instead of where Dawn was. Than I was thrown somewhere else and woke up.

I made a deal with myself decades ago to never dream in obscure symbolism. I just don't get it. I love deciphering my dreams, so I told my subconscious to speak to me in a language I'd understand
In one of my early dreams this morning, I dreamed I was at a gas station gas pump, inside my car. I was pooping and trying to wipe discretely. No idea what happened to the poop, but I was also trying to hide the toilet paper.
My psychologist [p-doc] pulled into the pump beside me. He was a passenger with 3 other guys (who looked more Hispanic than the Egyptian they were supposed to be). I was trying to hide from him and avoided looking at him.

Then the driver came over. He noted a slight smell lol but then asked how much it took to fill my tank. Around $42. He paid for $20. but then told me to hold onto $25. and think of him and the kindness he showed me and that it would be our secret. (not in a pervy way but sort of like a secret Santa or something)
As he drove off it occurred to me that it was hush money. I saw something I wasn't supposed to.

OKAY... I get that feces are unclean. My p-doc represents my subconscious. I was hiding something gross so ... ??? I feel like there's something unclean about myself that I hide from others?
The Hispanic bit was slightly racist. 1) I simply haven't been exposed to enough Egyptians to dream about their features. Same could be said for Hispanics. But they were piled into a car like you see on TV when they're trying to find odd jobs I watched a bunch of New Girl episodes and one of the main characters is racist. Maybe it's a hold over from that.

But what about the rest of the dream.... aha! I told my son yesterday that he has to cancel counseling this week. He asked why, because I'm not leaving until Thursday. I told him, if he wants to eat, he needs to cancel. It costs $20. to fill my tank (the minimum for the trip) and $20-$25. for the Counselor. They'll have less than $100. to eat on for a week. If he went to counseling, they'd have less than $50.

Now I'm bored of this Time for breakfast.