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I slept for 12 hours, but my recall felt real bad this morning. >.<

Museum issues
Our family was visiting the Smithsonian museum. I was having a blast. Some things we saw: A paint section, a Disney books section, a rocks section, various other collectible junk. I loved the place, but my parents hated it because at one point my brother went missing and we didn't notice until two hours into the visit. We looked everywhere but couldn't find him. Eventually we went outside onto a balcony, jumping off the side of the building, and placed vines from Minecraft to slow our fall. We went back to the car and found my brother heastruck and dehydrated in the back seat. We woke him up, gave him water, then brought him back inside the building to cool down. He told us that he lost us in the museum then went back to the car because he knew we'd eventually find him there.
As we were leaving the museum this old man said he hated the place and grabbed this giant paint ball. He gave one to me, one to mom, and one to dad. My dad filmed while this guy just threw paint everywhere. My mom and dad had also threw their paint balls (For the record, these were not tiny ones, they were like the size of my head), then ran outside. I got pissed because I wanted to revisit the place one day. Their actions would get me banned for life for sure! :/

Bible study
I was at a bible study held at my aunt's house. They were having a fast food potluck. I remember seeing McDonalds and Jack-In-The-Box. I had some jack fries, which tasted delicious by the way, but what I really wanted was a jumbo jack or a big mac. My friend Lorenzo caught my attention, so I decided to catch up with him since I hadn't spoken to him in a few years. While we were talking I tried to turn on a light nearby. It was a swag lamp that had like a circular switch. When I turned the switch over the light flickered but never turned on all the way. I noted that how weird it was that the light wouldn't function, but I reasoned that it was due to the odd switch and that I must have been using it wrong. Time went by quickly, because when I went back to grab a burger all the food was gone.

Interesting to see the lightswitch mechanics take a cameo in a non-lucid dream! One of my dream goals is to taste food in a dream, and I did that with the fries, so that's neat. It was meant to be a lucid task, but to have done it in a non-lucid is alright I guess.

10-17-2012 -- [AAUUGGHH!! Bought some apple juice but forgot to drink before bed. Woke this morning with an interesting seeming dream, but couldn't remember more than half of it. Finally drank apple juice, then spent four hours trying to get back to sleep only to manage about one more hour, and a rather lousy dream during it! ]

I'm pretty sure this started with a bit where I was at home at the Hickory house with my family, everything decorated for Christmas. Especially remember lots of silver wrapping and/or decorations. But that's all I can remember.

Led somehow to something about the Hornet Newspaper and perhaps the college, but no details available. Soon I found myself traveling with Dale to Disney World or something. I think we were in the park, but there's nothing there. No details. Soon we are outside, and are going to drive somewhere. Dale has this weird rig set up which is something like a pick-up pulling a camper, pulling a boat, and the camper is sort of flipping down to seal Kevin inside for the drive.

I think there is something that kind of resembles Knott's Jungle Island, except it quickly turns to some sort of Polynesian themed resort that happens to be in the middle of Mammoth National Park. Some guy is walking next to the tennis court, planning to get something from his cellar (which is oddly under a palm tree by the court) but when he goes down the ladder to the cellar, he doesn't come up again.

His wife or girl friend is starting to worry, and glances into the cellar, but a recent earthquake or such has cracked the foundation and leads into a new cave entrance. He's gone in and gotten lost, and his wife is freaking out about how he could have gotten lost in what must obviously be a very small cave if it has never been found before.

I am trying to explain to her that they've discovered that almost all the caves in the world are almost certainly connected if you get deep enough into them, and if you could find ways through flooded and collapsed passages, and she doesn't believe me. "How unlikely is that?!?" [In truth I take it too far. There is a very good chance that almost all caves in the part of Kentucky where Mammoth is located, the entire area under the Central Kentucky Karst, could be connected through passageways that people haven't yet found, but very unlikely that they go beyond that karst region.]

I'm trying to explain how Mammoth became the largest mapped cave in the world because of all the connections found between Mammoth, Morrison, Salt Cave, Crystal Cave and so on, but she just doesn't believe me. Thankfully there is an information desk at the hotel, and I am asking them to help me explain. Among other things they have a very thick guidebook that is actually the three Roger Brucker books bound into one larger volume, and I am trying to get the info desk person to read about some of the connections listed in the second book, Beyond Mammoth Cave.

Soon I find myself at an airport with B & C and some others. B & C are heading somewhere, and lots of us have come to see them off. Almost everybody else has already said goodbye and wandered off, but I figure I might as well stay with them to the gate. But B seemed opposed to this idea, so I wander off on my own and start out of the airport, only to find I still need to go through security.

I make it through the security check point to find myself on a deck area that doesn't start out as one, but seems to turn into an aircraft carrier or something. I see what first seems to be low-flying odd planes shooting by, but soon turns into almost a sort of centrifuge test thing to check on pilot stresses, g-forces and the rest. This thing seems to have four capsules on four arms swinging in a circle with only one above the water at any one time.

Soon there are two of them, one on each side of the ship, and as one is loading up soldiers to train and test, the other is letting them out. The ones being loaded up are all young, fit and the picture of health. The ones being released are in bad shape. Old, out of shape, either fat or skin and bones. Parts of one seem to be an actual skeleton, while others are missing limbs. Whatever they are training for, the training seems incredibly rough!

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Bonus, since it is not worth posting on it's own. I am sitting in a bedroom at a table, playing with my computer. I am playing some sort of game that involves collecting small blue gems that kind of look like the shatter pattern of a bullet through glass, or maybe making them. As time goes on, it is certainly making them, except it turns to making them out of a play doh-like or gum-like substance in real life, while sitting in front of the computer.

Whatever this stuff I am making is now in purple as well as blue, and it is something that I am taking to help me remember dreams. But a few of the bits have fallen off the back of the desk onto the floor, and I decide I should collect them. To try and climb under the space under the table, I have to move a box fan, but there still isn't room, so I have to try and shift my bed and a large (but low) bookcase as well. A lot of work. When I get under the table, I find several bits of the 'stuff' that has fallen, including a couple that have been down here for months and are covered in dust. I decide I'm not going to try and swallow those, and throw them away.

As I come back out from under the desk, Rosemary is bugging me to clean my room ... I just did, woman! I need to go to the bathroom, but as I am walking up to it, there is a handyman walking out. He has a sign on the door showing he is working on the toilet, so it is not available. I figure I will use the other restroom, but when I walk to the door of it, is is nothing but a huge hole in the floor. For some reason they seem to have removed the entire bathroom.

Walking back to ask Rosemary about this, I find the dogs have been stuck inside, and in the last two minutes they have virtually covered the floor in dog poop. Yuck! Nothing but problems and fails in this dream!

I am at school and I exit the cafeteria and head to the bathroom. Inside my friends boyfirend is there and we end up heading into a stall together and do some stuff with eachother... while we are in the stall doing stuff the edges of the stall are actually very wide and my friend and is in there and shee sees me. I quickly get off of what I was on and rush out after her.
When I get back into the lunchroom everybody is shunning me even the people I was hanging out with before I had left.

I FINALLY went to bed at midnight instead of staying up past 2 or 3am. I just really LD better that way. So after I saw Chris off at 7:15am, I went back to be at about 7:30. It took maybe 15-20 minutes to get nice and drowsy, but my mind still sharp. I felt vibrations and got super happy I waited for an image to form on the orange, blotchy screen that comprises the back of my eyelids. I saw a really beautiful horse gallop around, then vanish. I decide to open my eyes and check the room. It's my bedroom of course, but I notice some fancy crown moulding that doesn't exist in real life. Dream. I slowly got out of bed, and the pillow and comforter were stuck to the back of my head as always, lol. But I ignored it as always. I instantly though of the vampire TOTM, so I set off to go find one. Before I could even get to the door, I saw a figure, he was hooded and cloaked so I couldn't see his face. We walked toward eachother quite quickly, and faced eachother. In the shadow of his hood, I could see a greenish looking face, which was quite demonic. He looked at me with a look of pure evil, and it must have scared me awake. Because I woke up lol.

Now, because I'm a naughty girl, I waited a loooong time after these dreams to write them down, so I have the details confused in the next 2 LDs in the DEILD chain I had this morning. But I distinctly remember having vibrations 2 more times. The rest I remember goes like this (I'm just combining everything into one dream): After realising I'm lucid again, I got up out of bed, and left the bedroom. It was really dark, like a cloudy morning at 6am kinda dark, just faint grey-blue light. I kept shouting for light, turning on switches, baaaaah! Once I got to the living room, there was some light pouring from the seams around the front door. I was also blind in my left eye. OH and noteworthy is this (because I made a thread about it ages ago), while I was blind in my left eye, I could see the right part of my nose. You know, like if you close one eye irl, you can see a side of your nose. I was kinda excited about that in the dream, because my subC constructed my face like well. Anyway, before I got to the front door, I saw a pretty woman, who appeared to be in her 40's. She was a little shorter than I am, petite, with shoulder-length sandy-blonde hair. She had a red cashmere sweater on, and jeans. She smiled at me, and I saw that she had vampire teeth. I asked her to bite me. She came up to me and started to bite my neck, but I remembered I wanted to do this in front of a mirror so I could see any transition, as well as feel it. Her teeth were already hooked into my neck, so I just reached around her waist and picked her up, and walked to the hall where a full length mirror had appeared. At this point, I could see out of both eyes again, and there seemed to be a little mroe light. Hooray for distractions! The biting felt really good, kinda like getting a super sexy hickey. She was kinda turning me on (I know, big surprise huh). When I got to the mirror, I set her back down on her feet without disturbing the biting. I made eyecontact with my reflection, but noticed I couldn't see the vampire in the mirror! I could still feel her, and I could still see her in my peripheral vision. How old school vampire flick Anyway, she broke away and said she had to go do something, I forgot what. So I got closer to the mirror and examined the bite mark: The flesh around the 2 bite holes was snow white for about 3-inch diameter circle. The 2 tiny holes were raised and puffy, and somehow even whiter. They were so swolled that they basically shut themselves, so there was no blood. How tidy of her. I stared at myself in the mirror, waiting for something to happen, anything at all, a difference in form, feeling, sound, vision. But there was nothing. Then I woke up.

Like I said, I combined everything I remember from the last 2 LDs, but the vampire chick was in the 3rd one, I remember that much. When I woke from that one in front of the mirror, I didn't have any more LDs.

edit: I remember more about the 2nd LD now!! Because I was just rereading my entry. I so recommend everyone do that! Anyway, the 2nd times I had the vibrations, I "woke" to a dream where I was lying in bed on my stomach, and something crawled on my back. Haven't had that happen in a long time. He grabbed my hands and held me down. Everytime I tried to move or free my hands, he'd grip harder and growl. I remember finding it kinda funny. I think I tried talking to him, but that's all I remember. If I remember more I'll certainly add it.

It was a very upsetting nightmare where I was trapped in a building with some people. There were other people chasing us and they had people who looked like us trying to trick us. I really hated it, so I'm not going to write more about it.

Non Dream
Dream
Lucid

I woke up and I noticed in my left hand I had a $20 bill! Excited at my luck I noticed I had something in my right hand as well. On a piece of paper about the size of a sticky pad, it was note from God. It was in my grandmother's handwriting, however, and I couldn't make sense of anything else written on the note. Questioning whether I was dreaming, I got up and jumped up and down. Noticing an altered sense of gravity, I confirmed I was dreaming. At this point though my heart was racing and my dream faded away as I attempted to stabilize.

Remember driving on a side road. I was just on a leisurley drive. I took a road sort of down scenic drive. I went further right then I normally would intending to wind up on a road I had in mind. I wound up the grounds of some factory with industrial equipment. There was no one else there. It was a little eerie. The garage like doors were open leading into hangars with big machines and tools. There were no trespassing signs and I felt like I shouldn't be there. The road I was trying to get was actually one I had been on in another dream thats between kelowna and winfield. I stopped at a house just outside the grounds of the factory. I felt I had been there before. There was a young girl about 12 years old standing at the entrance to an alley just next to it. I walked over to her. She seemed too young to be alone out there. She said she had just run away and was on her way to winfield. She had come from rutland. She came close to me and leaned her back up against me. I hugged her, she really seemed in need of some afftection and care. She was blond with long scraggly hair. We walked down the path and into a big desert. We had bikes. There were bushes in the desert and I said we should ditch these and we put them in places we thought were hidden. There was an old rugged looking shack of a house with a bunch of natives on it. Throughout this whole dream I felt I was in a clint eastwood movie I had seen with my dad and I wasnt sure if I was watching it or what. I felt I had seen it before and a feeling of coincidence was overwhelming me throughout the whole dream. I felt like I was watching in the house next to the factory or at least that I had in the past. I called out to the natives in there language. They called back to me and I understood them. They said I wasnt welcome there. We took off on foot. Next I remember being at school. I was in a gym that really resemebled UBCOs gym. I was sitting with a troubled girl only it wasnt the same one as before. She had run away from her big white school. She didnt like it up there. There was another girl there too. Luke came by and sat between me and the troubled one. He related a story about Nicole Hoffered. The girl seemed to know what he was talking about. Luke said Nicole was like an athlete and that noone expected it. A man who looked like the brown guy from super troopers came in. He was some sort of official from the girls school. He was wearing the hat and everything. I started to back talk him. He was wearing goggles and I asked him why. I called him super tooper. There were 2 men sitting next to me in chairs watching whatever was going on on the court. He laughed and said did you just call him super trooper?! The girls and the official left. Me and Luke headed back. We were in a town in the middle of nowhere it seemed, just like in the movie. We were riding bikes. Luke was riding some shitty bike I had never seen that just slightly resembled his bmx. My bike kept fucking up and I had to stop to fix it a number of times. I was also carrying a skateboard and something else once I went to get back on after fixing it. I told him to slow down and I was kinda getting frusturated. We went back towards where my car was. We past through some elementry or high schools grounds. I kept talking about the clint eastwood movie. I said that I wanted to watch it and when I went to watch it in the house where I parked my car it was on.

Night of October 17, 2012. Wednesday.



This first shorter dream, which is a lengthened and distorted version of the otherwise typical natural falling mechanism as the waking transition precedes my next longer one where I am more of a direct character in my dream rather than just a passive witness as in this one.



In which I transfer the “I am falling” natural waking phase to an expanded “he is falling” scenario.

My first dream here relates to an unknown male of perhaps around thirty years of age and who firstly seems to have committed suicide by jumping off a cliff. However, there are at least three scenes in a row (seemingly not dream resets or replays), seemingly at night, where he has to try a couple more times and then I think he gives up. Instead of going around and up the path, which is logical and convenient, he climbs straight back up the side. He is wearing some sort of motorcycle uniform meant for stunts, I think, like Evel Knievel; white with a black stripe down each shoulder, and wearing some sort of odd matching helmet, though which is quite angular. I am not sure who he is. I get the impression of his being a soldier at one point in the past. The night sky is an unusual dark blue and different from how the sky would look in reality. I am not sure, but it seems that it may be Grandad Bluff in La Crosse as it does look much like it.

In which I seek to use my conscious self’s higher thinking skills in the dream state but the bookstore (conscious mind) is closed (and non-lucid). I then seek to simply watch my dream subjectively (movie theater, to watch a movie of a journey over the ocean of the unconscious; a “Titanic” sequel) but it too soon decays to become an essence of a memory (warehouse). A memory of my youth begins the waking phase, an amorphous shape from the unconscious (ocean depths), yet also sharp somehow, trying to get its point across perhaps.

Next is a fairly long dream that seems to reset at least three times. My wife and I are going to Nundah (Queensland, Australia), though at one point it seems I am the only one going there, seemingly to the bookstore. It does not make much sense, as the bookstore is not open late at night. The area is quite different and somewhat like La Crosse in America. I get the impression of wanting to get certain paperback novels, but there are strange resets to where we are then going to a movie very late at night though at one point I “remember” it is a holiday and no stores are open except maybe for the theater. The movie theater is a bit odd and does not seem to have proper seats. An unknown unfamiliar boy has brought his pet to that part of town. It is a large creature that is somewhat like a cross between a jellyfish and a porcupine yet is also blob-like at times (seemingly able to get smaller or larger by quite a significant difference) which may be based on a reaction of the environment or the emotions of people in the immediate environment. Soon, I do not feel like watching a movie anymore (and I cannot even remember what it was though I think it was some sort of sequel to “Titanic”). I end up going home and then wonder if my wife is somehow back at the theater, then I realize she never left our house in the first place. The boy and his weird pet apparently were the only ones in the building, which is not actually a movie theater after all but more like a warehouse.

This failed "Task of the Month" attempt ended up being a great time. I'm so happy to be getting more flight time after all of the trouble that I had with this initially. I was sure that I was doing to meet a Dreamviews member in this one but it just didn't quite happen!

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #23: Halloween in the Sky Fortress

I'm walking through the mall with my friend T. We encounter a scrawny old man that I recognize (wrongly) as a professor at the university that T and I attended together. The "professor" excitedly describes his latest invention -- a self-propelled wheelchair that is guided and powered by your mind. With that, one of these wheelchairs pops out of an unseen hole in the floor, scoops T up, and starts racing around with him.

T shouts in protest, insisting that his legs work fine. I decide that this is completely insane and I become lucid. I ignore T and the professor, and they lapse into silence. I can see daylight coming in from around a corner so I start moving toward the exit, making my way through a food court that's packed with dream characters. Sprinting toddlers and their harried parents crisscross my path but always move aside in time for me to pass. I'm tempted to check out the food but my desire to get outside is stronger.

When I reach the automatic glass doors they don't open. For some reason, this doesn't worry me and I press my left hand straight through the glass. (I think that I owe this to reading about all of melanieb's phasing yesterday.) I phase the rest of my body through as well, feeling a slight chill as I pass through.

When I get outside, it's parking lot as far as the eye can see. The day is mild and breezy and all I can think of is what a perfect day it is for flying. I float up nicely but get hung up in the mall's entrance overhang. There are a few moments of grinding where for some reason I have trouble turning my perspective. Fortunately I manage to force myself sideways just far enough that I break free and shoot up into the sky.

Straight ahead there are hills shrouded in fog. I'm eager to avoid turning so I fly toward the fog, imagining that in these hills is the neighborhood where all of the Dreamviews folks are. (I want to perform the "trick or treat" Task of the Month.) As I near the fog, the wind increases to a howl, pushing upward and against me. Rather than force forward progress, I imagine that I am going the wrong way and that this wind is trying to guide me to the real Dreamviews neighborhood.

I turn with the wind and it carries me upward the way that a thermal column lifts a condor. This feels amazing! I'm being carried toward some kind of sky fortress. The "sky fortress" is an enormous collection of buildings connected by a tangle of walkways and I know that this must be where the Dreamviews neighborhood is. Dream characters move unafraid along the narrow, unrailed walkways and I see guards armed with rifles patrolling some of the paths and rooftops.

I arrive at a row of townhouses. Above the front door of each townhouse floats bubble letters that spell out the owner's name. The row stretches as far as I can see in either direction and most of the names are unfamiliar to me. I do see "Xanous" above one of the doors and I fly toward it, imagining that there's a huge DV party going on in there.

The door has a television screen in front of it that seems to show what's going on inside the house. I'm astonished that the screen displays a prairie dog splashing around in a big bathtub. "Xanous?" I ask. The prairie dog stares at me, a bit shocked. He barks, "Phil doesn't just open the door for anyone who knocks!" I can feel myself growing confused but don't know how to regain my composure. "Are you some kind of bodyguard? Are there Dreamviews people in there?" But the dream is beginning to unravel and soon I'm awake.

Yesterday I had a dream about being at the springs there was a group of people who had a house on top of them.

Last night I was watching the outer limits and on it astronauts we're being contacted by aliens. They had the star trek style video communicator, and the alien would pop up every now and then. The problem was, they spoke in music, and the astronauts couldn't understand them. Judging by tones they needed help. It was a distress call, but they couldn't figure it out. The show got interrupted by random people so I couldn't watch the end of it.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my living room on the couch, talking on the phone to an airplane stewardess. I was apparently about to go on a trip somewhere. She then suddenly said
"Oh! I know what I'm gonna do when you're asleep!"
"What?" I replied.
She then went on to say that she was going to stick a smiley face sticker on my forehead, and then one on her nose. I pictured her doing this in 3rd person. The stewardess was young and blonde, with her hair up in a bun. I saw her and my sleeping self, her with the sticker on her nose, and me with the sticker on my forehead. The smiley stickers were orange, and it looked more like we were on a bus than an airplane.
The stewardess and I talked on the phone a bit more. She sounded excited about the things she was talking about, and maybe a bit naive.

I then remember talking to my brother about something. We were in my room. He was laying on my bed. I was then sitting on the side of the bed. There was then another guy there. He came up and took my face in his hands to bring me in for a kiss. I was hesitant because I felt like my breath was bad, and that my mouth was dry from being thirsty. I lightly kissed him back. It felt dry and half-assed, probably because of my hesitation.

I then was in a lobby somewhere. Sitting behind a desk was a woman who looked just like the stewardess. Thinking about it now, it reminds me of one of the check-in lobbies at Disney World. I think I was supposed to be in another country though. MK was with me now.

I was still thirsty at this point, so I looked around for somewhere to get a drink. There didn't seem to be any vending machines, but there was a silver mini-fridge against the wall to my right. I opened it up, eager for a drink, and I saw these tiny, 1-2oz cans of soda that had the Goldfish snack crackers logo on it. I picked one up, and it was still attached to the plastic rings used to hold cans together, but decided better of it. Gross. Goldfish cracker soda. I'm not thirsty enough to touch that shit. There were some really tall cans of Coke in the back, but I didn't grab those either. I asked MK if there was just a water fountain or anything around. She pointed the bathroom out to me, which was to our right. I started to go look for it.

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I woke up this morning around 7am, and it took me awhile to go back to sleep. I finally started to drift off, and felt floaty and a little buzzy. When it stopped, I knew I was in a dream. I opened my eyes, and I was in bed in my room. The dream was not so stable right off the bat. My room seemed very dim. I got up, and heard my mom talking to someone. It was really loud. So loud, in fact, that I thought I was gonna wake up (I assumed the talking and other noises were leaking into my dream from waking life since the dream was so unstable). The talking went on throughout the dream. I didn't know how I was going to hold down this LD.

I decided to try to fly, or at least float. I floated around a bit, but still, everything seemed extremely dim and unstable. There would be moments where it would flicker into everything being bright and more stable, but they literally were just that: Moments. Lame. There would also be times where I would feel like the way to make things brighter would be to open my eyes more, but when I'd try, I'd start to open my real eyes and I'd have to stop before I woke up. I do feel like I ended up outside for a tiny bit, but it was too much for my unstable state.

There was a time or two where I did wake up, and would have to drift back off into the dream world. I remember one of those times, I didn't open my eyes or anything, and I started to "roll" around and around slowly, at least that's what it felt like I was doing. I thought about it as I was doing it, about how people can "roll out" of their bodies, and how I'd done it before when I was a younger on accident, and then again intentionally a few years later. I also heard the buzzing in my head that I associate with SP, and focused on that, and it intensified before I entered the dream again.

I was back in the dream, again in my room, and it was still dim and seemed to be fading. I remember, at some point during this, I was laying on the foot of my bed, and thinking I was doing it IWL too, and that I'd wake up there.

Spoiler for Explicit content:

I still could not get it to stabalize for anything, so I just decided to get off, which would wake me up and keep me from cycling through this dream-awake-dream-awake thing I tend to do sometimes. Plus, it would feel nice. I would try to touch myself and make it happen that way, but I wasn't having any luck, which is unusual for me in the dream state. I tried to picture someone else doing it, but it wasn't working. I finally did it myself, and woke up.

What a waste of an LD. Though...there wasn't really much I could do with it being so unstable. I spent a lot of the dream trying to focus on the dream enough to where I wouldn't get that interference from the waking world, and I'd be able to exercise more control, and have a more vivid environment. I actually did have a friend who lives very far away from me in Ireland who wanted to meet up with me in dreams last night. There was no way I could have done that with this LD I had. During the dream, I honestly forgot about that since it wasn't stable. If I had stabalized it enough, maybe I could have been able to find him, or at least my subconscious's projection of him.

it was 5 am and i layed in bed, remembered my dreams perfectly but said fuck it. now its 733 and im wishing i had wrote them down. but ahah!!!! i remember one now. I was on a small plane with probably 20 other people. i had a whole seat to myself it was nice. then the pilot decided to land the plane on a lake. it was such a beautiful scene i took a picture. when we got off the lake, and by we i mean myself and probably just 5 others we walked around the campsite. there were really big trees and cool stuff. i thought i was in seattle for some reason. then a bear showed up, there was a shovel and a pitch fork, i grabbed the shovel through it to my friend and grabbed the pitch fork, up the tree i yelled! the bear chases us and followed me way high up into the tree. when i got to the highest point and the bear was vertically climbing up the tree i poked his paws with the pitch fork making him fall. it was hard to stay balanced way up there. people down people were trying to make me fall by running in circles and hoping the sight of it wud make me dizzy. some how i got down from the tree. i think i killed one of the people trying to make me dizy

Fragment: Ice cream Eyeballs
I'm in line at a dairy queen. On the counter are two large cups filled with ice cream, topped with two fist sized ice cream eyeballs. They eyeballs are half melted. The girl behind the counter keeps saying they are ready but nobody responds. Finally some guy with a dog at a table asks if his order is ready, and the girl points out the ice cream eyes.

He then asks if he can have them for free to feed to his dog since they are all melty, while he waits for them to make him a new one.

This dream I wasnt lucid but it felt so real

This dream is a bit over the top in kind of realy wierd as I turn into a girl






Yiu have been warned















In the dream

I was my self we were at this beach resort place it had huge buildings and a pathway. Then there is a part which I cant remember. But I wake up ajd I find out I have a very puffy chest. Then I autamticly think 'Im turning into a girl. The weird thing in this dream is that it makes me want to turn into a girl. I am silent about this and I dont tell anybody but the next day I have fuly formed breasts and my regions have shrunk. Now its incredibly hard to cover my breast so I put a t-shirt on and I can see my nipples right through the t shirt I think there realy big but when I take my t-shirt of they look a bit flatter but they feel good when I rub them. Then I take a look in the mirror and see my face which is no longer my face but a face of a teenage girl. I go outside and people calmly say why are you changing into a girl. I say that someone injected me with a syrum to turn me into a girl. I was lying about that. Then I dont remember any more.

Yeah, that song is my whole mind.

Damn it Katy Perry.


Except for the kiss and make up part.

I do PMS like a bitch, I am in and I'm out....

That you don't really want to stay, but you don't want to go part.....that explains a lot.



Well since this is a delusional love/hate relationship with my mind, Hello Mind....I have something to ask you: WHAT'S WITH THE NO RECALL FOR TODAY YOU BITCH!!

I'm glad there's nothing serious going on this week, might as well take in the gloomy period before it gets crazy again.