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    1. 03/01/2013

      by , 01-07-2013 at 09:17 AM
      I was a passive spectator in what seemed like a slasher film scenario. There was a group of people and most of them were killed off-screen by unidentified villains. A girl was attacked by what my dream-conscious suggested was somewhere between Pinhead and Hannibal Lecter (but I can't remember him/it, so no clue why), but she survived, with deep slashing wounds to her cheeks. There was also a guy (protagonist?) being chased through a sewer by a huge psycho murderer, look-wise kind of between Killer Croc and (comic) Bane. He finally caught the guy, predicted him as his "heir in murder" and proceeded to slowly, almost tenderly, tear both his arms off at the shoulders (how's he supposed to kill people with no arms?!). The protagonist took it like a man (I felt it as a moderate amount of dream-pain, for some reason) and was then left alone. He did not bleed like a pig. Did not die. Completely unbothered, he left the sewer and the building where all this was taking place, to find his only fellow survivor, the girl, all panicked and stuff. He calmed her down ("Hey, at least you have both your arms") and they quickly took a liking to one another. Turns out the dude developed a kind of astral arms that were completely functional as long as he kept his eyes closed. And so they walked together though some marsh, at night, until they reached a small roadside cafe with a lot of truckers inside who were all grumbly at them. They had to get something to eat. My dream-self was outraged that florentine chicken pasta salad was £10 for a big bowl, I could easily prepare one myself for under £5, after all...
      THE END!
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. Parking Garage

      by , 01-07-2013 at 08:29 AM
      I had a short dream in a parking garage in which I watched a bunch of cars get dangerously close to hitting little kids as they backed out. I always ran over and yelled stop to try and save the little kids.
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    3. OGF in the Ghetto

      by , 01-07-2013 at 07:42 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      OGF in the Ghetto

      I was with an OGF J. She asked if I remember when we used to do it. I said "Yes." I started feeling her breast, and then we started looking for somewhere to go to be in private.

      Then I realized I was dirty, so I decided to take a shower really quickly. I found a bathroom in my Grandmother's house, but it was occupied. I went to a less private bathroom in her house, but as I started looking for it, the house got messy and it wasn't where it was supposed to be.

      I started looking more and ended up in a commercial kitchen. My friend M. S. was there as an employee. I asked about somewhere to just rinse off. They said I could go to the back where there were some sprayers hanging from the ceiling.

      I went back there and then my friend pushed me into a pool of waste from the dishes. My mouth was closed, but I ended up with a bunch of grits in my mouth. It was nasty. My friend started laughing.

      I reached out and pulled him in, but he didn't get anything in his mouth. I was pissed. I started spitting stuff out of my mouth, but he didn't care.

      I was finally back with J. and ready to do it with her. We were in a ghetto. She pulled over to this abandoned multi-story building. There were people outside, and I figured there were people inside.

      I figured it was dangerous and gross, but whatever. We went up a flight of stairs. It seemed some rooms might be occupied. These rooms were open, without doors. They were like the rooms druggies use in abandoned buildings. Crap is everywhere and it's dark and nasty.

      We find a room that looks available on the 2nd or 3rd floor. We start to go in when we are greeted by two women dressed fairly nicely, and now we are in a large living room area.

      They ask if we are OK. They say our parents are probably worried for us. The women know that people who end up in this building are not doing well. We say we are OK.

      The women then put a lease on a coffee table and ask us to look it over. The lease says that there is no running water in the building. I think it also said there was no electricity or anything else. We are not supposed to sign the lease. It is simply to advise us that there are no conveniences.

      I looked at the lease and thought how interesting the lease was. Then the ladies left. Then a black guy was in the room and his dick was out. He wanted a blow job. He wasn't threatening, but he was ghetto and invading my scene.

      Eventually he left and I think we made it to the room, but my dream ended then.
    4. OBE and LD ?

      by , 01-07-2013 at 06:04 AM
      Well i Woke up seeing my body in bed. Now of course i realize im dreaming. I rub my hands and against the Wall but i got somehow impressed with the vividness of it and i decided i dont want to dream like OBE. So i returned my body and this feeling was weird, very realistic.

      I could have explored the dream but I'm glad I made some progress.

      I think I have both LD and OBE, so I guess it's pretty much the same thing
      Categories
      lucid
    5. A couple non-vivid dreams

      by , 01-07-2013 at 05:04 AM
      One dream was about me being hunted down by assasins that are constantly looking through windows in my house to find me. My task was to avoid being spot when they looked through the windows and only move when they are moving to a new window.

      The other one was I pretending to be a guard for a powerful man that I wanted to kill. I then saw him text CIC to someone, and immediatly knew that he had recognized me and he was telling his boss to come over. I ran out of my home and hid in this tower which I was eventually spotted in.

      I was almost able to WILD last night too, I started to get a grey image of where I wanted to be but then it faded away. It also gave me a headache.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    6. Fat Rump

      by , 01-07-2013 at 04:41 AM
      I'm non-lucid with Stockmen (Cowboys). It feels very real (tactile). The horses are small and fat but strong. We talk and next we are all galloping I am last (taking up the rear).

      The funny thing is that I am no longer on my strong rumped horse. I am flat-out in the air behing the wide pony. I have got one rein in each hand and I am being (kind of) dragged through the air behind my gallopping Stockhorse.

      It now reminds me of this:

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fs_-...e_gdata_player
      (9:55) 226,944 views.
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      Uncategorized
    7. 03-01-2013-Dreams

      by , 01-07-2013 at 02:25 AM
      Dream 1: Tomb Rider Caves (LUCID-DILD+WBTB+awareness)
      Me and my two brothers are in a cave like tomb rider caves. And we are fighting with different monsters. And finding a way out from cave. We reached a place where we thought all monsters are finished. Then we feel vibration in ground like any monster is coming. we ran down to other chamber and hiding ourselves but my brother turned on the light and a Big Man caught my brother. I ran to the door and get out to a roof of a building I jumped from one building to others. Then Suddenly I realized that this is a dream. I told my brother that dont worry its only a dream. Then I thought what to do. should I kill the monster or should I go for girls. I decided to go to girls. I am flying and going toward a girl and woke up.
      Categories
      lucid
    8. 07-01-2013-Dreams

      by , 01-07-2013 at 02:11 AM
      Dream 1: Distorted Reflection (Lucid Using WILD+WBTB+DILD+Awareness)
      I am feeling vibrations and rushing noises and feeling like entering into dream and I am aware of everything. Now I am feeling that I am in my dream laying into my bed. I am opening my eyes and I can see that i am in my childhood house. Room is full of darkness. I am getting up and thinking that is it really a dream? I want to do Reality checks. I am planning to do "fingers through hand". I tried but my fingers are not crossing my hand. finger are bend when i pushed to hand. Now I cant open my closing fingers that was strange. There are two dressing tables with two mirrors. I knew that if it is a dream then I will not be able to see my reflection in mirrors. But again it is strange. I can see my reflections in mirrors. But those reflections were distorted. I am confused. And then I woke up.

      Dream 2: Accident (Lucid Using WILD+WBTB+DILD+Awareness)
      I am in a car. Car is driving itself. It is very beautiful place full of mountains and greenery. Car is coming down from hills. And its kind of flying and loosing its gravity and I am like hanging in car trying to save my self from accident. Then at last my car had accident with a tree. But it wasn't painful. Car is tilt in opposite manner on road. I opened that door and came out. One car hit the door of my car and a man came out from other car and pick me up and taking me to hospital. And I am observing Environment and then i am observing the texture of coat of that man. I saw a girl in a building looking me. I asked that man leave me I dont want to go to doctor but he is not leaving me and the suddenly i saw one more child is pulling me to him I snatched myself from them and went to that building to meet that girl fro sex. But she was with her husband. her husband is trying to scare me but I am not afraid because I know this is a dream. I shifted myself into his husband and finished him and when i tried to seduce that girl suddenly my eyes opened. And I woke up.
      Categories
      lucid
    9. 7/01/13 - So many facepalms -_-

      by , 01-07-2013 at 12:24 AM
      Dream 1: I was asleep at my secondary school, well...not for long anyway since someone called Ryan shook me awake. He lead me inside (why I was sleeping outside I have no idea). Inside it was my college building, outside was may secondary school courtyard....weird. Anyways we went up to the second floor and sat down on one of the benches outside of the lecture halls. Then he looked straight at me and asked me what all this lucid dreaming stuff was all about. "Well it's where you know you are dreaming and..." (Insert facepalm here, I won't give you all of what I said because you all know what lucid dreaming is so you get the idea). He thought I should tell a teacher for some strange reason so I did, one of my teachers from my secondary school. Just like Ryan she wanted to know more (another facepalm here as I explained to her as well) She wasn't sure about it so I went back out into the courtyard and found someone I knew from my primary school. She was as knowledgable as me on this topic and understood it well so we both went up to explain to the teacher about lucid dreaming (major facepalm, the entire dream was about lucid dreaming -_-)

      Dream 2: There were these white cubes being produced at a steady rate but they had to be watched. I know they were of alien origin and were very much like the black cubes from Doctor Who:

      Then I got distracted but that was fine since someone else was watching it. When I looked back that someone else was also distracted and the cube production was out of control, they were everywhere spewing out of a pipe all over the floor. Then the dream ended.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. Crying for the Kids

      by , 01-07-2013 at 12:21 AM
      I was in a big lounge that looked a lot like a library I once went to a couple years ago. It was dark this night but it felt a little earlier than that because there was still some children awake at that time.

      I was a volunteer at this place and my job was to take care of these kids and made sure they were reading their books. I probably had this dream because my father wants me to join some volunteering work with some other people at a local place. It's not something I'm looking forward to in this horrible city!

      A few parents were here as well. There was a little girl who was supposed to read a paragraph from the book. As she started reading though, it felt like I needed to cry because these kids are growing up too fast.

      I also don't have a kid.
    11. Talking in Public

      by , 01-07-2013 at 12:05 AM
      Back at Pacific a same night, I was in Ms. Kelly's science class. The classroom was dark and only half of the students were there. I knew some of the students but I could remember them all. One of them was Adrian and of course, Ms. Kelly.

      Kelly was lecturing us as she walked around the classroom and pointed at things. She didn't look much different than she did a few years ago I saw her. After all this time passed, I can still look at them the same.

      Ms. Kelly brought something up to the class and see if anyone would respond. She pointed a stick somewhere on a board in a back and after a few minutes of waiting, no one responded. But just about when she was going to walk back to the front of the classroom, I opened up a few words out of my mouth. Now the only reason I thought this was strange was because I never talked much in the classroom when I was in school. I was always the shy one and only spoke up when someone asked me a question.

      I asked the teacher a random question. "Do you think I'll get married some day?" She looked at me and tried to answer. I asked her another question, "Do you think I'll make a great husband?" The whole class were just listening. I stared back at the teacher and heard Adrian's voice whispering out, "He talks." The teacher responded, "Well, I don't know, do you like boys or girls?" I smiled and brought my hands up in the year in a sign of confusion. The students laughed at my response. I cannot remember anything else.
    12. Death Symbol

      by , 01-06-2013 at 11:46 PM
      Still thinking about Pacific again, I started out in the same classroom, history. I was seated in the back of the classroom, waiting for the bell to ring. I've always felt this way in the classroom in the real world. It was the class of the day and I always finished my work just to get out of that place quickly.

      After the bell rang, most of the students got ready to leave while a few others stayed and used the monitors in the back. I never left that quickly. There were still some things I wanted to get out of my head before I left the classroom, it's how I'm used to doing things in reality. These feelings that I had, they were sad ones.

      The teacher was staring at me the whole time I was staring at my desk, or at least I thought she did. When I realized that, I decided to stay a little longer and use one of the computers in the back. My intention was to try and see if the teacher would say anything about her staring at me.

      She was a friendly teacher. She allowed us stay on the computer for as long as we wanted, it didn't bother her. I was on the computer reading some of the messages I had on EcoCityCraft. Most of them were from Gold_Digger_5000. That's all I did. I wanted to play Star Wars but didn't wanted to get in trouble for it.

      My time at the monitor was finally over and I would soon make an exit from the classroom. There was a problem when I tried. A few people outside were yelling out to everyone, "Don't stare at it!" I had no clue what they were talking about until more people yelled the words.

      There was something just a few steps away from the classroom I was about to leave. It was something to be deemed as evil or satanic. I believed if you got near it, bad things would happen, but I never went in front of it so I wouldn't know.
    13. bear dream

      by , 01-06-2013 at 10:13 PM
      i was walking down a dirt path when i saw this light brown bear cub laying there alone, i fed it something and the little bear follows me to my home so i take it inside and later on i hear trash cans rattling. i look outside to see the mother bear sniffing around so i lure her into the house and she comes with a calm loving vibe around her, she sees the cub and nudges it outside and then looks at me with a loving expression as if to say thanks. she then goes back into the woods with the cub following her and i think to myself at least they're back together
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      Uncategorized
    14. Day one

      by , 01-06-2013 at 09:31 PM
      Now that I am 20 I think it's time to try lucid dreaming again, last time I tried I must've been 16 years old..
      I only successfully accomplished a LD once, If I remember correctly I wasn't really trying to do it, it just came about itself.
      I was in what seemed like an Indian bazaar I think I may have been able to fly, or at least levitate a small amount. Suddenly I realized that I was in a dream and as I walked towards the bathroom my lucidity started slipping away from me. At this time I didn't know of any techniques to help me regain control of my dream..

      Even though that was several years ago I still remember vividly!

      Tonight is going to be the first time I attempt to have another lucid dream in several years. I know I've done it at least once in the past so I'm sure I can do it again especially since I will be consciously trying this time.

      I have been reminding myself that I am not dreaming throughout the day, testing myself by looking at clocks, looking at my hands and my arms, and making sure that I can't push the tips of my fingers through the palm of my hand.

      I have always found it easy to reenter a dream after suddenly waking up And usually I can continue where I left off.

      Keeping my fingers crossed for tonight as it is already 12:30 in the morning!
    15. Looking for a Wacky Hat / Hobo in a Corset / Smelly Dead Lady

      by , 01-06-2013 at 09:13 PM (...from the dark corners of my mind...)
      DJ Log: January 6, 2013 – 4:15PM (USA Eastern)
      • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

      I drive into a parking lot at a strip mall then walk into a store looking for a wacky hat for a party. The store didn't have any, but the cashier suggested that I try another store at the other end of the strip mall. I walk down the sidewalk past a long row of shopping carts. Near the end of the row, there is a hobo looking guy wearing a corset. He is telling another guy that his lady friend passed out along the wall and he asks them what that smell is on her. He says that he thinks she shit her pants. The guy says, “That's not shit, that's death.” I continue walking and skip the other store. Wanting nothing to do with this mess, I walk into the parking lot and make my way back to the car.