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All I remember from last night is some stuff about an airport. The place was interesting. I remember crawling up a downward escalator that was so difficult to climb that I was out of breath by the time I reached the top. I remember thoughts about baggage rules and a parking garage. The most interesting part was the escalator. It was a pink conveyor belt in the shape of steps, going downward. An airport worker commented as I climbed the empty steps "You see why nobody takes these damn escelators?"

I'd like to note that last night, I slept for only around 3 hours. I was awakened during one of the earlier dreams. Unlike my other dreams, this dream seemed very unstable. I would be in a scene, and then drift into thoughts, and then re-appear in the airport. I remember hearing someone speak of different rules and regulations about the airport, including the most memorable one of them being something about... "The airline allows you to bring as much baggage as you need for the vacation you are taking. If you're taking a 3 month vacation, you can bring like 9 suitcases." Rather than visualizing myself in a SCENE, I was drifting around in a black abyss, hearing words and sentences. The dream was very cool when I compared it to other dreams, because of that fact.

Sadly, this was one of those dreams I almost entirely forgot as my daughter shook me awake. This is a normal problem.

I was a secret agent, and even better, I was a bear. I had fellow bears that were also agents. Our job was to investigate the activities of the pigs, and stop their nefarious plans.

I really wish I knew what those plans might have been.

I recall carrying a briefcase that had information on the plans of the pigs, and I think I was at a trainstation.


I had another dream, again about being a secret agent, but this time I was a butterfly. I was surrounded by other butterflies, and we were all flying into the sky, presumably towards the sun. The other butterflies were all kinds of pastel colors, mainly blue, and as a group we formed a twisting column rising into the sky.

Some of the images reminded me of what I saw (and posted pictures of) at the Umlauf Sculpture Museum, particularly the Butterfly Project.

I liked this dream but I would have loved to recall more detail. Darn kids.

I'm in a random bar, so I'm a little unsure about my surrounds and what not..and I call myself putting an 8 ball back on the table, and it rolls off onto another table where people are playing poker at. I apologize, and head elsewhere. Someone shows me something on their phone for a second, but I forget what it was. I remember bending over to to get something, and then I felt something in my back pocket. I turned around and there was a guy going for my damn phone!

I started chasing after the guy as he bolted outside, sliding over hoods of random peoples cars. I yelled at a guy to help me, and we both were chasing him but we couldn't catch up. I thought about getting in my car and running him down/over as I saw him in the distance throwing my phone up into the air and catching it.

"I bet you wont come and get it where I'm at now", he taunted. I went over towards the run down section of buildings with overgrowth and trees, and noticed several black wolves. I decided it was best to just take my car. I got in, and drove over there, and the guy was no where to be found. I said to myself "fuck it", and got out. The two biggest approached me, snarling and showing teeth. I quickly looked in my car for any scraps of food, but I didn't find any. I grabbed a twig off the ground and put it up to the dogs mouth. It ate it and relaxed. WTF, okay whatever. I got a bigger stick and tossed it and it retrieved it for me. Looks like I'm no going to get mauled by dogs after all. I played with them for a while longer, and named the biggest one "mad dog" and the other one "killer".

There was a old lady with a shot gun that was hanging outside of a trailer who was ready to kill. I told her I was looking for a guy who stole my phone. She said if I could escort her kid to a different bus station then she'd tell me. You see, this place was getting evacuated for some reason, but the numbers were limited or something. So, I really didn't have a choice.

We came up to this patchwork of barbed wire, wood and other crap put together like a maze or something. It looked like we were heading through something out of fallout. I told Mad Dog to take the lead, because I had a bad feeling. We continued on down this narrow pathway when all of a sudden we were surrounded by dogs. All breeds, all looking blood thirsty. Some kind of way they had us separated. I mean it had to be like 50 dogs in this narrow ass pathway seperating me, the girl, mad dog and killer. I tried to move and stay calm. They just growled.....noting was happening, so I continued. One of them bit the crap out of me and I yelled "attack!". All of a sudden, we're in this gladiator styled arena, and the dogs are humans. It's complete carnage at this point, and I'm running to find a weapon. I see a chain on a pole and I leap up and grab it, wrap it around someones throat and break their neck before I even hit the ground. A few no-hands cartwheels later I'm in full "come at me bro!" mode. I was just owning DC's with that damn chain...and soon as I thought about mad dog, he shows up unscathed. The battle was brutal and we basked its glory. We never did make to that bus station. Oh well.

Black means non lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Green means notes

Notes: Stayed up late because of my cousin visiting. Did not get much sleep soo here it is.

Dream #1 Earn some fast cash.

Im in some building talking with a group of men in suits asking me to do a job for them.
I was wearing a suit as well. I think one of the guys looked like Robert Deniro, was telling me that i could earn some fast cash if i do this job. (forgot what the job was)

Dream #2 Wayne brady wants to interview me.

Im sitting down with some executives in some lounge and Wayne Brady says to me..
"You know, you will be great for the show." I mean you have so much charisma, just give it some thought ok?
I ponder the thought, and tell them i have better things to do. (possibly with dreams)

Dream #3 So many missed dream cues.

Im in my 2nd home watching Jenny Jones. (1st missed dream cue) Im now outside washing my hair??? (WTF 2nd missed dream cue) Im now at some park giving this 70 year old lady a foot massage. (WTF 3rd missed dream cue) Im now in my current home in the kitchen looking for something to eat, and past by some cookies that say.."Lucid dream cookies, the cookies of your dreams." (Seriously subconscious, 4th missed dream cue) And finally, im at some car show talking to Rosie perez about lucid dreams,
And she insists..that we are not dreaming the whole time im explaining to her about dreams! (Final missed dream cue)

Notes: Wow, i missed so many dream cues. I am very dissapointed with myself in this dream. Well my cousin leaves tommorow, so i have to be a good host. So hopefully i can rest early tonight!

I had a dream fragment where I was making pancakes in a restaurant as a short order cook.

So strangely -I should say thankfully- I did not have the nightmares last night. I did however, have the oddest dream that included blood sucking -no I am not a vampire obsessive female- and running from people who wanted me to be like them. The dream was quite hazy and I will attribute that to the alcohol from a friend's barbecue that I went to.

I was attempting to flee from this groups of people whom I had no names for and now I cannot remember their faces. They wanted me to be like them I remembered thinking that being like them was boring. I unfortunately cannot remember what "being like them" entailed. I remembered running from them and a handsome man in a Burke outfit wearing a tail coat and everything like a Victorian era butler ran up an rescued me. In the dream I knew him and he was quite protective over me. He had told me I was losing strength and that I needed to recover it. He made a small incision on his neck and told me to drink which since he was handsome and I love English accents I obliged. I remember the people chasing us were freaking out about my doing so and then the butler fellow whisked me away. We made it to a playground where suddenly the booming bass of a terrible song woke me up. My neighbors suck.

I got about five hours of sleep which was fantastic for me. I got more rest than I usually did. I do not want to have to drink booze though every time I want to sleep as there has to be a better and healthier way. Besides, I don't fancy becoming an alcoholic all for the sake of sleep; no matter how lovely sleep is.

For years I have had a recurring dream about my grandmothers home. In my dream, it is haunted.

My grandmother has been dead for over a decade. Her home was a favorite place of mine, as a child. I never felt uneasy about the home, in general, but I do remember a wierd sense of being uncomfortable in the attic. I recall thinking the attic, in its spider web and dusty state, might be nicer if it were clean with fresh carpet and drywall. There was always this question, in my young mind, as to whether the attic could shed its eery feeling.

(As I grew older, I recognized that queesy feeling in my stomach as more of a signal that something wasnt right. And, I dont stay in areas where this feeling predominates. )

The stairs to the 'eerie' attic were in the room where my uncle stayed until he married and moved out. Several years after I had these experiences and when our family no longer owned the home, my uncle confided in a series of his experiences.

As a teenager, my uncle told me he experienced (what I would classify as) a mild form of possession/obsession with a spirit. It started with him making a connection during a ouije board session. He asked me not to 'play' with ouije boards. He stated that he attempted to throw the board away, in attempts to end the relationship. First he threw it in the trash in the kitchen. A few days later, it appearred in his closet. Then, he took it to the trash behind the garage. Again, it reappearred in his closet. Finally, he threw it in the furnace and the entire home shook and he heard demonic screams. That was four decades ago.

I am sensitive to my surroundings and I often have psychic dreams. I have had dreams of demons trying to lure me, in one way or another. About 5 yrs ago I started dreaming about my grandmothers home. In my dream I am drawn into the 3rd floor attic or the closet of the 1st floor bedroom. Each lead to a demon.

In my dreams I fight to rid the house of the demon and I am always unsuccessful. Last night I taunted the demon, daring it to appear. It did and I could feel its strength, which scared me.

I dont understand why I keep having this dream. And, I dont know what it means. I want to go back to the house and face my dream head-on but, I dont know the current owners and live in another state. Any suggestions?

"We are the star called" If anyone has any idea where I may have heard that phrase to have it enter my dream, let me know. I can not for the life of me figure out what it meant, but it felt like it was really important to me in this dream! What was my subconscious trying to tell me?! As in my other dreams from the past, this was before I learned about Lucid dreaming and knew what sleep paralysis was caused by and everything. It's also written a bit different from my normal dreams because I just copy pasted it straight from my book of discovery, changing only the names (making them the first initial) for privacy sake.

Wednesday, June 1st, 2011

This morning I had a dream that I can barely remember but that felt important. I remember starting out in a busy harbor type place with lots of ramps, large steel containers and wooden crates of all sizes and colors. There are also a lot of ropes around hanging from railings and what not. There are a lot of people running around as well, but they are all in their mid twenties or younger, most are still children. I make my way up a 20 foot ramp in front of me, and as I do I pass a smiling girl who must be around 10. She’s a bit chubby and has dishwater brown straight hair. She smiles at me, then passes by me. I lose sight of her for a moment and turn to see where she went, but she’s gone. At the top of the ramp I make a sharp left to double back over a second ramp that runs in the opposite direction of the one I just came up to yet another level. The air around me seems distorted a bit, like there’s an invisible person there and I can sense rather than see them. My senses tell me it’s the smiling girl following me because she is curious about me. At the top of the second ramp there is a rope stretched out across the big walkway between the crates and containers. On the other side of the rope there are a bunch of people gathered in a group. A blond guy whose face I can not make out but whose hair looks like K is in the group at the end of the rope. He turns and smiles up at me, and slides a yellow bar up the rope so that I can zip line down to the crates they are on top of. I ride the zip line down and he puts his arm around my shoulder. He starts showing me around this small hangout, but I can’t remember much from that part of the dream. Then he takes me back to the other side and a few dozen feet right of the first ramp. There are a lot of people in their early to mid twenties grouped there talking. He takes me to stand in front of them and he puts his arms around me, leans over and whispers in my ear something like, “You are one of us, we are the Star Called (Or maybe it was Star Fall?)” Then he starts to kiss my neck and I feel woozy and slightly confused before I can hear myself thinking, “Why am I letting him kiss me? I probably shouldn’t let him do that, C(my husband) would be mad.” And I wake up. This dream was not accompanied by the usual sleep paralysis I have when I see K, and I never saw his face clearly. While I won’t call this a K dream, I can’t rule it out because the paralysis has been less and less every time I’ve dreamed of him, so it is possible that I have finally adjusted enough not to get paralyzed anymore. The whole dream felt very vivid and real, and when I woke up I felt a very strong urge to google something, but I didn’t know what. It was like I needed to learn something important, but I can’t remember what I needed to learn about.

So, anyone have any similar dreams? Anyone have any clue what Star called might be? Is it something I heard in a movie or book and just forgot? Or does it actually have some sort of real meaning? I still feel restless when I think back on this dream, like I missed something important.

So I didn't sleep much last night. I went to bed around 3 am, and woke up around 9. I'm too stressed to sleep b/c we've got some big decisions to make about our house. All my dreams were the fuzzy early night dreams and I can barely remember anything. That's ok though, the My Little Pony wedding comes on in half an hour, so I don't want to spend forever typing anyways.

Dream Fragment One: I'm talking to someone. I don't remember who, or what they said, but it really helped me. I actually had an argument with my husband last night over possibly moving, and went to bed feeling like the Grinch that stole my husbands Christmas. Luckily, this dream left me feeling like I made the right decision and everything was going to be better in time. I can bet it was either K or Vesta I saw last night, I kind of wish I remembered who, lol.

Dream Fragment Two: My dad was talking to me about losing weight

Dream Fragment Three: I was telling someone that I worked in a "stripper store" and not to tell my husbands church. I've never worked in a stripper store, lol. but I read an article before bed about a local strip joint getting busted for drugs, so I'm sure that's where that came from.

Dream Fragment Four: My dad was talking to me about weight loss.

Dream Fragment Five: I was shopping for something for my best friend A, or maybe I was looking for her in a store.

Dream Fragment Six: I was going to demo a video game coming out soon. But the demo was set up in someone's living room.

I'm going to post another important dream from the past later since these are so short

Last night I dreamt that me and two other guys were driving separate cars down a highway and we were to rendezvous with an 18 wheeler. We were wearing black tuxedos and black du-rags.

One of the guys and I were in the back of the 18 wheeler and there were loads and loads of crates full of firearms. I guess the third guy was sitting in the cab with the driver. The other guy was standing on the right side of the back door and I was on the left. Now, all of a sudden, we've got the backdoor opened and we're watching as several trucks and cars speed up behind the 18 wheeler. Why we didn't shoot at these guys, I don't know. This dream just kept skipping and skipping.

Then there were two guys in here with us. My partner tried to gun one of them down but the guy knocked the gun out of his hand. Then my partner reached for an axe and swung it at that guy. I confronted the other guy and took him out with a single karate chop across his chest.

Family Guy College Class [Non-Lucid]

I only vaguely remember this dream, but it wasn't a fragment or anything, my recall lately has just been poor. I was in some college class where we were watching an episode of Family Guy. Supposedly, the episode was leading up to the start of some very significant arc to the plot, and the characters were letting us know that it was going to end at a very awkward scene because of that. The characters were also very visibly stoned, which I found funny. After that, I got up and wandered around this huge building until I found my way outside, then started looking for my car but was unsuccessful in finding it before I woke up.

I don't remember anything, but if I do, I'll make another entry and delete this one.

Don't really think it's important to dream right now, since I'm not finding anything worthwhile anymore (excluding the shared dreaming searches).

Looking for my dream guide now seems kind of worthless, especially if no one is going to show up as yet, which obviously means I'm not ready for one.

I know some people have a hard time finding their dream guides, but I'm getting tired when people use others' stories like that to convince you that it's going to be hard, kind of like how people keep proclaiming WILD is so hard....it is at times, but just they make it seem it's impossible if you can't balance certain aspects of it.

First I was at some sort of school. I went to a science class, and I think I wanted the teacher’s phone number. It was on a paper (maybe the syllabus?) but I did not take it. I liked either the teacher or one of the women in the class. I think that I had hoped that the teacher’s number would help me contact the student.

Was in a cafeteria/food court and was approached by a young man. He told me that I had good earning potential, and so he tried to convince me to marry him. I was engaged, so I refused. I was also turned off by the fact that I did not know this man. He explained that his ailing grandfather would leave lots of money to him if he was engaged. I asked him what the rush was, and he stated something like he didn’t know when his grandfather would die. So he had to work fast. Once he realized that I wasn’t going to change my mind, he moved to the table next to mine and found a girl to ask. She was happy to find she and the guy had common interests, and accepted the proposal. I was angry with the man for not explaining the circumstances to the girl. Then the girl’s friend started talking about how the drunk dwarf men had all been hitting on her because she was short. I chuckled.

Then at some later point, I was in charge of a portion of an army. We had three eggs, presumably duck or goose eggs. They were in a caravan that was carrying our supplies, but then I was told that the caravan was going to explode! I was told that I only had time to grab one egg. I looked at where the eggs were kept—in a fridge, like what you would see at grocery stores that are completely open in the front. The eggs were in containers filled with salad. I hesitated and wondered why I only had the time to save one egg. I also might have wondered why the eggs were being kept in a cold place rather than an incubator. But I grabbed two eggs and scampered off to safety. I attended a meeting for the army leaders, and everyone brought their own eggs to the meeting. To the right were huge blue eggs, larger than a person’s head, and to the left the eggs were normal sized. I placed my two eggs on the table to the left and sat down in front of them. The army leader went to the front of the room and explained to us how being noble was considered a weakness. That was why we were ordered to grab only one egg. I asked a question about the eggs, and the answer I received infuriated me. I became dizzy with rage. I stated, “So it’s okay to kill the eggs because it’s just like an abortion!” Everyone in the room stared at me angrily. I was handed a black card, a sort of warning, so I put it in my mouth. I was reprimanded by a peer, so I bit down on the card and started drooling on it. I suddenly realized that the black card might have signified that my egg was to be destroyed. I was not bothered by this punishment, for I had a spare egg anyway.

First

I'm at what is apparently a retreat center, it's clearly religious and in the middle of a forest. However there is a grocery store with food and candy. I think I returned to this dream a couple of times and start at the grocery store both times, looking for chocolate on the second time. I share a room with someone else.

There is a priest training going on at the same time and N is one of the trainees. There is a ceremony with a sermon and after that the trainees are officially priests. I go out of the ceremony early, trough a back door, and N follows me and says something. I say something about her new official powers.

Second

I'm reading an issue Donald Duck that I apparently borrowed from my dad when I was visiting. He's there and says something about it.

I only remember the part of the dream were I knew where I was lucid (except for some t-shirt stuff I'm not writing down.)
I was walking down the stairs when I suddenly thought, Hey.. I fell asleep; I'm dreaming.
But man, this lucid was of really poor quality. I could not look any more the 2 meters in front of me, and it felt like someone was trying to push a lit over my eyes the whole the time. And at the same time, I was at the brink of waking up.
The best moments was when I ran of the porch of my house. I screamed, because it was much higher than in real life. I was heading for the parked cars, but luckily avoided them. That was a real thrill
Then I ran off into the night (because it was really dark outside and I had nothing to do) and before I knew it I had flapped my black feathered wings open and was heading full speed for the heaven. Ah, it was wonderful. I did a salto (spin in the air) and just played around. I spotted my friend L. on the ground and landed next to her. She ought to show me something, and I tried it.
I suddenly felt like I had bad time and took of again. As I was getting higher and higher, I suddenly crashed into an invisible barrier. Thinking I could make it trough, 'cause it was just a dream, I did. On the other side I was back in low-quality mode, in a room with no doors, no paintings, no people. Nothing. The walls were a light lemon color, and the floor were white.
More I can't recall to scribble down, so I'll just post a little picture. I like pictures.

Note to self: In daylight my wings are white, yet they are black at night ^^