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Last night I said some mantras to try to induce a lucid dream. No such luck...I did have a quite an interesting dream though. I was in a very nice house with some important people - some kind of get together. Apparently Bill Cosby was head of the house. We were really getting along and he enjoyed my personality. He said "Come this way, I'd like to show you something." I followed him down a dark hallway and saw two large doors at the end of it. The doors were separated about an inch - enough for me to realize that there were women tied up to chairs in there! Before walking any closer I bolted out of the house. I ran down the street. It was cold out and I was in some everyday neighborhood with average looking houses. I ran up the stairs to one and banged on the door. A smaller blonde woman opened up and let me in. I said "I know this sounds crazy but someone down the street tried to attack me! I don't have a cell phone could I please use your phone!?" I remember not being able to get my words out clearly. She agreed to let me in. I sat down at the table. She had a man living with her. She was maybe in her late 20s and he looked early 40s. He was very nice. They seemed like friends. I told them both about everything going on.

Moments later we were joined by who was supposed to be the man who looked like Bill Cosby's wife. I was terrified when she entered the door. She was white, had hair a few inches above her shoulders. She was glowing and good looking for someone who was supposed to be in their 60s. We had dinner together and everything seemed fine. At the end of dinner Bill Cosby's wife said "You have it all wrong". My husband isn't the man who killed you and this is all your imagination. I panicked. Suddenly her glowing face turned back to normal which was the average face of someone her age and the woman in her 20s disappeared. She led me outside and showed me that I was laying on the ground and the man who killed me was the man I had just met in the house I ran to! How bizarre.

Yo DreamViews. It's been a LONG time but I think I'm gonna start trying to have LDs again. I've been trying to DEILD but not much success yet, but this was an awkward dream I had last night that I only remember bits and pieces of.

The first part I really only remember is being in my friend's living room and Michael Jackson was there. I wasn't even baffled that he was somehow alive. And(this is where it escalates) he was a female now, and he was...well...raping someone. If I recall correctly I then proceeded to inform the police and he was arrested. Yeah, weird.

The next portion I remember is being at my church. The actual place we have it was different-looking(as usual in dreams). We were doing our ice-breaker(our Pre-teaching activity) which were all having a singing contest. I raised my hand to join in, but I wasn't selected. Somewhat pissed I remained in my seat and just observed. Everyone sang a song and the final person was this one girl I like. It was a beautiful song and a beautiful voice. The girl brought herself to tears from the song and everyone applauded. By this point I was determined to start impressing people with my voice(I honestly suck IRL). So after leaving with some of my good friends I began singing the whole way home. The only two songs I recall singing were "Pieces" and "Slipping Away" by Sum 41. My friends were getting quite annoyed now so I stopped, accepting defeat. Finally we drove by a local college. For some reason we were driving on the sidewalk of the campus. I noticed my friend coming out of the school so we pulled up to him(weird cause neither of us are in college...). He put his hand on his pants like he was going to pull a a gun, but then he saw it was just me. He must've thought a pedophile was trying to pick him up. After that I don't remember much of anything.

I woke up this morning and reviewed these things. First off, why the fuck did I dream about female rapist Michael Jackson?! Next I was weirded out by the whole singing thing. The rest I just said whatever.

I was talking with NewArtemis yesterday about mantras and lucid dreaming and apparently the conversation stuck... well, for me at least. Popped a B6 and chowed down on some raisins before bed and got this pair of dreams. This is really a micro-lucid followed by a full LD, but they're so related that I'm just journaling them together.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #74: Mantras in the Green Valley

I am in a large, brightly lit room of white marble. There are a lot of strange, rectangular foam blocks lying around. I decide that they represent sleep cycles or maybe chunks of REM. I say out loud, "You will have a lucid dream!" I feel like this mantra is very important. Who am I saying this to?

Now I see NewArtemis perhaps ten feet away, standing there looking sleepily around, apparently not noticing me. She has one or two foam blocks at her feet but I think she needs more. I toss a couple more of these at her and they bounce off of her and land nearby. I'm disappointed that I can't seem to add REM (or whatever) to her sleep. I say again, "You will have a lucid dream!" but it seems to make no impression on her.

I decide that she's already asleep and dreaming. "You're dreaming right now!" I tell her. "Don't you remember your mantra?" I put a hand on her left shoulder and she gives me this bleary-eyed look. I suddenly get it straight that I'm the one who's dreaming. "This is a lucid dream! Okay, now you!" I say, but she stares at me uncomprehendingly. I quickly wake up.

Try to DEILD but accidentally think about work. (Gah, rookie mistake!) Awake for a while. Then back into a non-lucid...

I'm in the back seat of a jeep that's pulled over on the side of the road. The jeep is being driven by my friend TB. Someone I don't know is in the passenger seat and he's pouring his heart out to TB because he had to shoot someone in self-defense. TB tells him not to worry about it and makes some sort of slightly offensive joke about it. The passenger gets even more upset, but TB calms him down.

TB puts the jeep back on the main road and ahead of us is a one-lane bridge with 10-feet concrete walls on either side of it. Looking further out, I see that we are in the most beautiful green valley that I've seen in my entire life. I feel like it's the most brilliant green that I've ever seen in my life and realize that I have to be dreaming.

Now the jeep has become a long van with four or five rows of bench seats. I float out of my seat and swim toward the front of the van. TB is still driving, but the passenger is someone else. I think it's Xanous.

As I pass the third or so row of seats, I see NewArtemis to my left, looking out the window at the green valley. "[NewArtemis]! This is a lucid dream." She looks at me, then looks back out the window, then back at me again. But now she has transformed nto a blonde woman in her mid-40s. I decide that this isn't working, so I swim further up.

I make it to the second row of seats, w/ TB and (presumably) Xanous right in front. I look out the window and see a mountain rising in the distance. Now I realize that we're driving toward Angel Falls for Task of the Year! Things start feeling unstable, and I reach out to grab onto something. I grab onto a nearby female DC (a stranger) to bring myself back into the scene, but things don't stabilize. The skin on the lady's face begins to glow slightly orange, and everything fades out but this glow. Then I'm awake.

So just for the record, I've gotten lucid three times in the past four days. >.> But I haven't felt like recording them because the one from Tuesday just totally disappeared from memory, and the one from yesterday I remember basically nothing of either, but I remember all of the non-lucid bits both before and after it. I guess I might add that one in here.... But the first one, I want to say that nothing important happened. But I might just want that to be the case. ._. There's really no way to say for sure. The second one... I'm pretty certain that the only thing I did was phasing, which is of course nothing new for me. I remember experiencing it and everything, I just don't really remember the experience itself. Oh well, the one from last night very much made up for it....

Oh, and for the last few days I've been taking 400 mg of L-theanine a day, divided into two doses of 200 mg with one in the morning and one in the late afternoon or early evening, usually.

Yesterday

#1 - But why are we in a skyscraper to begin with? [Non-Lucid]

I was in some school class in a huge skyscraper in some downtown area, and there were random people I graduated from high school with, this girl who sits behind me in my speech class I'm taking this semester at college, and my parents, for some reason. There was a massive storm coming our way with tornadoes visible through the windows and everything, and I was holding my mom's hand as we were all scared. There's a flashforward and things get hazy, but I remember seeing people evacuate but thinking that it wasn't on the same day but it was the same "windy season"....

#2 - Who would build a bathroom like this!? >_< [DILD]

The details of this have gotten hazier since I didn't care to write it down at first, but there was some gigantic computer mouse whose cord stretched all the way across some city streets, and it got pulled away and I tried to chase it but lost track of it. I remember seeing my old high school friend AB's car, but then things get blurry.... This is around where I became lucid and phased but then my next memory picks again at the non-lucid point. :T I was spending the night somewhere with AB, M, and these guys J and Ma who I met through M. The next morning, I woke up and started blasting some really heavy club music and M got excited, and her boyfriend D, who's suddenly there, turns to me and says something like "We can catch up later." I then realized that I needed to go change my clothes so I went to the bathroom to do so, but there were big windows all over the door so it was very easy to see inside. Everyone was oriented in the direction of the windows, but just not looking directly into them, but of course it was making me very uncomfortable at the thought of starting to change. J was saying maybe they should turn in a different direction, but then I woke up.

Today

Last night, I took 250 mg of choline bitartrate immediately before going to bed. I'm fairly certain this had an effect, particularly on the lucid.

#1 - This would have been great to become lucid for!! [Non-Lucid]

I was playing some bizarre new PSP game the whole time, and there actually was something going on in the rest of the dream too but I pretty much missed it all because I was so focused on playing, so I don't really remember the plot anymore. What I remember about the game was that it had a setup where you had a team of playable characters that reminded me of the structure of NIS games, but it was mixed with a simulated life raising element like chao from the Sonic Adventure and Sonic Advance games, and the actual creature and level designs were sort of Pikmin-like. I really wish I could've played more of it because it seemed really interesting, but that's about all I can recall of it, and I remember walking up stairs or something maybe to see my speech professor... but no more solid details than that.

I woke up from this dream with a very strong headache. I'm fairly certain that my head was smashed into this part of the backboard of my bed and that's what caused it, because the pain slowly went away in a way that I can only relate to when you wake up with a numb arm and it slowly returns to normal, but it was my first time having that type of thing happen so I can only guess. But I really hope that that's what happened because otherwise it would mean I woke up with a severe unexplained headache. >___>

#2 - I could've told them this would happen... somehow. [Non-Lucid]

I was in a high school PE class (though I think the setting might actually have been my elementary school, sort of?) with O and people kept trying to give him balls that corresponded to different sports, but I remember equating these to video game weapons in my mind and thinking that they were doing it wrong because they didn't realize that "his growth charts are unique". Eventually he decided to play what I think was registered as either baseball or golf... but it's really just a bunch of balls bouncing around and people chasing after them with no clear goals. He makes the "winning play" I believe when at least one of the teams is "frozen" at 23 seconds left on the timer, but it switches to this weird TV view for it that only shows symbols to represent the player. He was excited that they run, but due to the odd way I saw it play out I asked him for verification that he actually was the reason they won, claiming that "they only showed the overhead", or some such nonsense. Suddenly he got all depressed at the thought because he didn't realize that he had won it, he thought he was just a part of it, so we asked some other guy and he said that that was the case. Suddenly O sank into despair, and this guy PR who I've known since elementary school tries to ask him what's wrong and cheer him up or something, but he proclaims that he may never play that sport again, and then walks out of the gym all dejected as class ends. On the way out I was trying to think of a way to explain his reaction to PR, but I couldn't really think of a good way to phrase it before I woke up.

#3 - I think it might have been inspired by Buffy? [DILD]

This was an odd driving dream, and I'm fairly certain I've had something like this happen before.... Basically, I was driving home in the snow at night, and I was stuck driving from the back seat where there was an accelerator but no breaks. As a result, I was forced to drive very slowly and frequently take my foot off the gas so that I wouldn't gain too much momentum. I have no idea why I didn't think to just climb up to the front seat, but I know that there was a car driving behind me too, so maybe I just didn't want to mess with the situation and cause any trouble. We came over this bridge in my neighborhood, and then when I turned on to my street it was suddenly daytime. Somehow I managed to go too far beyond my house though, and then this car started coming down the street in the other direction right for me, and I perceived someone else as being in the car with me at this point too, but I don't recall ever seeing anyone.... I started thinking "shit shit shit" because I couldn't stop the car or change the direction it was going in very easily, and then we ended up headbutting the other car. This is all unbelievably vivid... perhaps a mix of the supplements and the adrenaline boost? I started trying to rationalize this situation because I didn't want to have to actually be in a car crash again, and then I thought to myself "Wait, could this be a dream? This whole thing is pretty odd...." I climbed into the front seat and by then I had a feel for my state of mind and was sure of it, so I became lucid.

At this point I looked around at the street and the sky and just stared. This was one of those lucids that leaves you completely in awe from start to finish as you repeatedly tell yourself "There's no way a dream could be this real." As I looked over the neighborhood, there was no distribution of focus as in a regular dream, it was all fully rendered as a single image. It seemed exactly as if I was seeing it in waking life in every way, minus the snow. I ended up driving back down to where my house was (and I think it was using my first car which is long gone), and when I got there my house was pretty different. It was tall and thin, spanning multiple floors, whereas the real one has only one floor and is much more wide than tall. There were also large windows spanning most of the front face, and it had some kind of Greek-esque architectural design for what looked almost like a tomb on the ground floor, and it was covered in plant vines and everything. There was some large inscription at the top of this part, which was totally made out of stone, and I didn't get a good look at all of it but I do remember seeing the word "SOUL" in large print. Again, this was all extremely vivid. I wanted to go inside and check it out, as the front door was still right there where it should have been in the middle of that framework, but about that time I started feeling a headache again and woke up.

*sigh* That would've been cool to explore. That headache, too... not the real one, but this one in the lucid. It felt like the ones I get when I smoke too much or the last few times I tripped. I'm really starting to wonder if it's hippocampal in origin, and if the choline brought it out.... I guess this break from smoking will probably help in more ways than I thought, because it's going to be annoying if that headache keeps making an appearance in lucids. :/ Hopefully it was just a one-time thing though, and overall I still consider this dream very successful.

03.08.2013

Old Hag Syndrome (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I "wake up," incredibly thirsty. "Definitely gotta get up and get some water," I think groggily. My mouth is so dry that my tongue is practically sticking to the back of my throat.

When I open my eyes, the first thing I see is a tall, dark figure. It is a tall old woman, wearing a black hat and a big black dress. I stare at the woman calmly, fully believing that I'm really just seeing a normal object, my refrigerator maybe, and that my brain is just still half asleep and making me hallucinate. I fully expect her to disappear within a few moments.

She doesn't.

Instead, she glares directly into my eyes and lunges right at me! I let out a yelp of terror and shut my eyes. "OhmygodOhmygod I'm being attacked," I think frantically.

Then I realize that I can't move and that I've been stuck in sleep paralysis this whole time.

The realization actually makes me feel a bit better. At least now I know that the old woman isn't really real. Every time I open my eyes, I see her back in the doorway. Each time, she lunges toward me. I always close my eyes before she reaches me. Even though I know she's not real, it's still creepy as hell.

I really want to look at my clock: my one anchor to the physical world. But with the old hag constantly attacking me, I can't focus enough to do so. I have to get rid of her.

I open my eyes once more. The old woman comes toward me. I focus on speaking. "Don't. Touch. Me." It is an effort to get the words out, but I am pleased at how dangerously angry I sound. At the same time, I use an old trick of mine: I gather my fear and send it outward in an aggressive wave. The old woman halts in her tracks, stunned at my sudden retaliation.

After her initial shock, she says something along the lines of, "I will destroy you!"

"You can't hurt me," I growl in the same deadly tone.

She cackles. "Wanna bet?" She grabs ahold of my elbow. Pain radiates down my arm, but I've had worse and I only laugh.

"Even if you can hurt me, it doesn't make any difference," I taunt. "You're not real. You don't even exist."

Infuriated, she releases her hold on me and howls in rage.

"Now get away from me!" I yell. She stands in the doorway for the rest of the dream, not daring to attack again.

Now I can look at the clock. I struggle to make out the numbers: It's almost six in the morning. I've been stuck in SP for a while now, and I'm getting sick of it. SADLY, I fail to remember that I'm SUPPOSED to turn it into an LD or an OBE. Instead, I focus all my efforts into trying to wake myself up.

Nothing I do is helping. The only physical parts of me that I can control are my breathing, my eyes, and my tongue, but I can't do anything significant enough to wake myself up! Now that I'm not being attacked (and the vibrations aren't as intense as they have been), I'm getting incredibly bored and fed up with being forced to lie here not doing anything. How much longer could this possibly LAST!?

Screaming at my roommate to wake me up just results in more pointless hallucinations. So I remain stuck in SP for a while longer until I FINALLY snap out of it and wake up for real.

took:
- no 5-HTP before going to sleep
- 1 dose galantamine + choline
- 2400mg Piracetam when I got up
lucid dreaming: 3 lucid experiences
note:
- after not taking galantamine for a long time, it came on very strong. Each lucid dream I didn't even require a RC, I just expected to be lucid dreaming. If I had to guess it felt like I realized the feeling of galantamine and that was enough to understand what was happening.

I haven't had a lot of sleep and I'm up watching the Matrix. I'm just wondering if whether I would take the red pill or the blue pill.

I was in the capital wasteland, a post apocalyptic world from the fallout series. I was floating on a fridge in a city filled with water. As I neared a bank I communicated with a man who made me a proposition. He asked me to sell his daughter to some super-mutants. I agreed and I met a dog who started following me. As I neared the twon he lived in my friend had suddenly appeared.
Suddenly we had entered the man's house and he gave us a satellite and some radio equipment. We threw it away and set off to sell the girl. Weirdly the girl wasn't with us and the mission had some how converted into having to save the girl. I was however notified of my choice to be able to condemn the girl if I wanted. After we free the girl from a hall some super-mutants saw us. We said a few words to them but then turned on bullet time (Slow motion) and started running away as they were lifting their rifles. We were so swift as we parkoured between bars and pieces of rubble. We kept going until we were clear of any super-mutants.
We turned around and saw the ones who were after us scavenging through a museum quite close and my friend wouldn't stop singing so I punched him the gut. We tried running but out of no where there where thousands of the mutants and they all grabbed our close and tried to rip us apart. I calculated how far the girl had gotten and set an explosive charge on my wrist. My view sort of switched to a cutscene and the majority of the city was forced to the ground through a shockwave, everything glowed a bright type of blue until is dissolved and got carried away with the air.

I remember in this non-lucid dream fragment realizing that in dreams it matters less what my mind finds objectionable, but it matters mor that My mind still have issues with the dream.

Some people stood near my fence and made something with it. I went out , counting fingers. It was difficult because then i decided make RC all became grey. I had six fingers, so i went through the fence thinking about object to break. I saw several paper-packs from juice. I step on one of them, thinking how i destroy it but it was like from iron. I tried with other pack, but it was like from iron too. I was upset and saw an old granny. I went to her and said - today i'll grant your wish. The old woman had kind eyes and looked at me. I lost awarenes and became a DC. I took part in some show. Somebody touched me - it was that old woman - and she asked - how about my wish, dear? I answered - sorry, granny, i have already lost my awareness))))))) And i didn't remembered that a moment ago i was a dreamer))))))

.woke from nap at 3:03pm with image of person in bright yellow, plain racingcar suit, walking away, looking back, happy. I'm thinking "scintillating cinders".

Originally Posted by TiredPhil

I have a picture on my PC, which can not be mistaken for anything else.

If seen by an Indian they would give the same name as an Australian.

The chances of it being mistaken for anything other than what it is, are very unlikely.

I am off to bed, and will meditate before sleeping, and think of nothing else.
During sleep, I will attempt to bring the picture with me into my dream.

Have a sleep yourself, and see if you can pick up on the picture.

This is open to anyone who dreams.

I will not reveal the image to anyone, unless reported correctly.

Cheers,
Phil

Phil Thank you

It is 11:22am Friday 8-March-2013 here in Adelaide, South Australia.

I .... will ... actually Phil, I need something to focus on, like a "number code" or a picture or something. Anything will do.

I will record any remembered dreams in my DJ here on DV. I will call the entries "1-Phil" "2-Phil" etc.

Recall from today's naps, some success, also not much of non-lucid recall due to me trying to DEILD after waking up from non-lucid. Also wow, i did successful WILD in a dream(which counts as DILD i guess?).

Nap #1:

I was in game that looked similar to quake 4 and was shooting some stroggs with my hyberblaster, cleaning room after the room. Then there was very dark passage where i got ambushed. Then everything went black and i spontaneously go lucid, i try to imagine different location and teleport to it, but there's no success, i try a few times but i am still stuck in darkness. Shortly i feel something touching me and 'hugging' me, no clue what it is. I try to teleport again but no dice. After a bit i see some white/cyan wall for an split second and then i wake up the room is different and the lamps are broken so i realized that i am still dreaming, but i can't move for some reason. Shortly dream fades out.

Nap #2:

Can't recall much about this one, i recall finding out that one of the forums that i was previously on, which expired, has been restored and functioning also there were some troll users getting banned on it. Later i was browsing some other forum that was apparently about Trigonometry Wars shmup, in one of the threads the author was having some problem with a different game he was making. Later i noticed that my PC was overheating.

Nap #3:

I was home and there was major revamp of furniture positioning, people were annoying me and PC was loading extremely slow due to some problem. I got tired of trying to fix everything and ended up just lying in my bed, trying to WILD...
I awakened in my bed and i know i am in a dream, i take off headphones and i can still hear binaurals, that confirms it. I get up from the bed and while getting up i am concentrating on touching it with hands for stabilization, sound of binaurals shortly fades out as well. I am looking at the room and it is pretty accurate to my room in waking life, also it is daytime. I go to the balcony door and on the way i am repeating 'I am dreaming' a few times for additional lucidity and stability. I started ramming the door, had to do it twice like i did in the other lucid dream, though this time it just opened instead of breaking, i am fine with it since i want to do something more major for TOTM anyways.
As soon as i get to balcony i take off, i immediately feel the wings, and this time i am better prepared for it. It's still not easy though, i start flying in circles for a bit and then far to the right(if facing balcony from outside), being unable to get higher. I note that the building is very long and as much as i was in flight, it didn't ended. I finally figure out the movements and start getting higher, my target is the roof, since i need a good big open place. I reach it in a bit but it is very small somehow, i take off again searching for different roof.
Shortly i reach some red brick building, i note that my flight is pretty stable now. The roof is sloped, again not fitting for my goal, but i find decently open plaza-like area down below near this building. I also try taking a look at wings, but for some reason the angle at which i can rotate head is rather small. I land and look around, there are people walking around this plaza but i don't care. I start thinking up the way to reach my goal: transformation into a dragon, and i decide to try just concentrating, imagining transformation and shouting 'Dragon form!'. I try it for the first time, no success. Then second time, still not working. Then i try for the third time! I feel my right hand becoming different, i look at it and it's mostly normal but slightly bigger and clawed looking, it becomes normal shortly. I become more confident and attempted for the fourth time. I concentrated much more as well and i got it, my hands became clawed and black scales appeared all over them, but a second later, dream abruptly ends.
I woke up in my room and dad was annoying me about something, so i forget to do reality check, then shortly i wake up again, this time properly.

Worth noting it was my longest lucid up to date as well.

Not really a frag....but I had some dream where I teamed up with some 80s action star and killed Samuel L. Jackson. It was so funny. I was trying to arrest him after I hit him in the leg...and he came at me flashing a camera trying to blackmail me. I killed them, and some gang came up to me wanting to stick a butcher's knife up his ass...and I told them they could.


I want to say the guy I teamed up with was....damn I see him in my head....married to Goldie hawn (SP). Also played in Big Trouble in Little China. It was either him or Patrick Swazi.

Yesterday, I smoked weed....I have Cannabis Psychosis. To where if I smoke weed I go nut's for like a hour.....So I felt detached from the world. I was ashamed of who I am....I felt I waas standing before God the Father at the Judgment and all I was thinking was I'm going to burn in hell forever. Suffer forever and there will be no escaping it. I can't think of anything more scarier then standing before a unseen God and your being judged because you chose to live a life to yourself instead of to God and, accepting the precious gift of eternal life...That is Jesus Christ....So today I talked to my dad. He broke my heart because he is in so much pain.....He lost his wife a year ago and he let's out all his problems on me which I don't think he notices he's doing it and, I don't blame him bu8t he and I need a therapist that deal's with pint up rage and feeling's that we have held in. Then I guy I new from like ten year's ago comes to my house out of no where and say's he's looking for this other guy I knew that stole thousands of dollars worth the stuff....I don't want to snitch but, it's shady that you steal from someone who died and the stuff you stole didn't even belong to that guy let alone yourself.....I have had a hard day...mixed feeling's....Confusing dream's and just trying to cope with everything I deal with!

So I had some fragment involving the game Borderlands 2. Not sure if I was playing it or warped into the game whereas I was actually experiencing things as the character would in the game, or just dreaming about playing it. (Sometimes when I dream about video games, I get warped into the game and experience things as the character would.)
I was basically in this concrete alleyway with chain link fences set up everywhere. There were various enemies from the game attacking me, and I was progressively switching out weapons experimenting and trying to figure out what was the most powerful. Eventually, I fought my way out into a more natural looking area and was climbing up this hill covered in forest.
The hill seemed to be getting progressively steeper as I climbed up and there was no path. Eventually I began sliding and the soil on the hill wasn't giving me any traction, so I couldn't reach the top. I tried grabbing onto some of the tree roots (because the hill was covered in a dense forest) but it did not really seem to help.

I was doing something with my teacher from my tech school. He was giving me an art lesson and told me that he was drawing the face of his sister with a marker. (I don't think he has a sister in real life though.) Also, we were in the kitchen dining area of my own house, that was kind of weird.
He told me that I had to draw exactly what he drew, and that I was not allowed to lift my maker off the page, nor was I allowed to look at my page. He started drawing, and I tried to follow him as best I could while abiding by the rules.
When we had finished, he told me to look at the face I had drawn. It was surprisingly correct given the challenge in drawing it. The nose looked large and distorted, and the face looked very masculine. (Keeping in mind we were drawing a female.)
His face looked somewhat distorted. The one that he had drawn has large poofy lips and ears. In both of our drawings the hair looked exceptionally bad.

I had some dream that my dad had picked me up from school. He picked me up in this full size green van that my family owned when I was a kid.
Apparently he wanted to have some kind of father-son bonding experience with me, because he said that we were going to the corner store to get some junk food. Then we were going on a father son fishing and camping trip.
We drove to a corner store that I was not familiar with. The building was a small strip of stores with this kind of spanish style construction, the kind with stucco walls ceramic roofing tiles that are the color of plant pots.
But my dad drove the van in through the double doors and pulled into the shop. The shop was just big enough for the van to fit inside without hitting any of the shelves. The store clerk, who was a young woman, got really angry with my dad for driving his van into the store.
My dad reached out of the window and into the refrigerator and took a bottle of Gatorade. He wrote the word "ID" on it in black sharpee. He grabbed another one, a different flavor, and wrote the word "EGO" on it. I was expecting him to take a third bottle and write "SUPEREGO" but rather I woke up from the dream at that point.

I do not understand what any of my dreams mean right now. Its just a blur.