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So I was hanging out with my mom in her room, and for whatever reason we started talking about dreams. I have never talked to my mom about my dreams before, but I started telling her about this really vivid dream I had, where I was an ewok with a light-saber, just killing everyone.

(oddly enough, I've never had this dream, but it gave me a HUGE wave of nostalgia.)

Finally, after recounting the dream, I looked down and noticed I was wearing a skirt.

Then I had to leave for school while wearing the skirt. (in dream) I proceeded to go to a random school in the middle of a town I've never been to before, but I woke up when the bell signifying first period was starting.

This is a fun dream I had last year. It's important to me because the colors I saw were amazing, and I've often hoped to have another dream that replicates this ability. I think it would be useful for identifying what things bother me, and maybe why.

Sunday, May 8th, 2011 – Mothers Day

The only dream I can remember was a very vivid and intriguing one. I dreamed that I went to the grocery store and when I walked in I felt a sick fear, and left immediately. I am pretty sure I was shaking and fumbling through the parking lot to my car. A guy maybe a little bit older than me but whose face I couldn’t make out follows me out of the store and asks me if I am alright. I said, “Yeah, I am fine” to which he replies, “Are you spiritually inclined?” I step back, closer to my car and reply, “Sometimes I can sense things, but I can’t see anything without help.” He reaches out and grabs my arm pulling me close to him and says, “You can see things with help? Let me help you.” And when he pulls me close he pressed my back against him and wraps his arms around my chest, then bends over so his head is against the left side of mine, bent to look down, with his eyes closed. I close my eyes as well, and he tells me to open them. When I do, all the people in the parking lot suddenly look like I am seeing them through heat vision. It’s amazing. Everyone has a small red spot in the center of their chests, then the color fades to mostly yellow all over with thin borders of orange or green around the outside. Some have more green than yellow, but they all have a small red center, then lots of yellows, greens, and oranges. When I look down at my own arm it is yellow, then a slight green, then a blue glow seems to radiate from behind it. I ask the man how he could tell I was spiritually inclined and he says the blue glow gave it away. Then he lets go of me, grabs my hand, and leads me back to the grocery store. He stops just inside the door, then takes me into his arms so “see” once more. This time there are a few people who are all red and no green, yellow, or orange. He tells me the people in all red are going to do something very bad, and they must be the reason the store triggered my psychic alarms. I start trembling again because the store is so overwhelming, so we go back out to the car and I notice the sun is low in the sky like it is about to set. I ask the man if he would show me more because it is something I have never seen or known before. The man tells me that my spirit guide should have already taught me all of this, but when I shake my head he asks where I am going next. I tell him I have a few more stores to hit and ask is he’d like to come with me. He agrees and we get in the car and drive. I don’t remember much about the car ride, just that while at the stop light in front of Chili’s he puts his hands on either side of my head then closes his eyes and suddenly I can see trees and grass in a sideburn glowing all orange and red with yellow borders. He tells me the pollution from all the cars and things are making them the angry, hurt color. Then we stop at the mall and the sun set has dropped below the horizon and everything is in twilight. We sit on the grass near the mall entrance and then he takes the liberty of lying down and putting his head in my lap. He tells me he is happy to find someone to share his gift with. Then he starts telling me more things about the colors that I thought were so amazing, but now I can not remember what they were. I said something about how amazing it all is, and he looks up at me and I can see his face for the first time. He’s very attractive and looks a bit like the guy from the movie “Good Luck Chuck”. Looking up at me he smiles and says, “Welcome to religion. It is amazing.” Then he asks me to attend an Avenged Seven Fold concert, and I decline, so he asks me to go to the Carolina Rebellion Concert with him, But I decline again telling him I am married. He says he wants to keep in touch with me and show me more, and I agree that I want to learn more. He asks me if I’d mind eating with him before we call it a night. I accept then the dream gets blurry because C (my daughter) wakes me up. In the blurry parts I suddenly decide to run through the mall and separate from him. Then, I go to the car but instead of it being my car it is my husbands Camaro and I keep fishtailing and spinning out every time I turn it. Then I wake up for good.

I still don't full understand his statement, "Welcome to religion, it is amazing." but the general conclusion I've come to is that religion is just another word for a very strong set of beliefs. Perhaps he was trying to tell me that if I believe in what I'm trying to do, my results will be amazing?

I dreamt i was in my living room with a man who was selling these plastic guns. They were thin but made of 2 layers stuck together. I picked up 2 and went through to the kitchen where my brother was standing, i said something to him (Cant remember what) while pointing to front of one toy plastic gun i was holding. The barrel. It was a battle rifle from Halo 3.

We then went through into my bedroom where he was looking at my laptop. One of the toy guns had fallen onto the floor and was broken. i said to my brother "The muzzle break is broken." while looking down. the front end of the gun had snapped off.

Other info:
I think it was some kind of party going on at my house.

Woke up in the middle of the night with this vivid dream, but was too tired/lazy to do anything about writing it down, so here is the fragmented dream.
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Getting in the car, we are being forced to drive to internment camps, even though there arn't any armed guards requiring us to go

at a mall, lots of people, we are at a stop for some reason.

in the car again, almost there, vague impressions of the buildings of the internment camps in the distance, but my father is trying to kill a spider, he says the name, it doesn't sound menicing (something like cottensheep) but I instantly know that it is incredibly venimous. he misses it, and it jumps from the winshield to my seatbelt. I'm looking right at it, I see into it's black eyes, I see the hairs on its body, and I close my eyes, hoping it won't jump on my face as it rears up to jump. I feel it land in my hair and crawl in, I feel it as I wake up and feel my bed, but I still feel it after a few minutes of being awake. I slowly reach up to the spot where I still feel it, but nothing is there. I try to get myself to write the dream down, but I'm too lazy and fall back asleep.
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there are these small, claylike creatures that you can train to do anything if you have the patience. they live in a large enclosure, as big as a small house I try to train them to navigate a pit of spikes without bumping into any of the spikes, they arn't very good at it at first, but after getting poked a few times, they start navigating it fairly well.

I managed to fall asleep again, probably around 9, and my kids woke up around 10:30. It was enough sleep to have a couple dream fragments and leave me feeling even more tired than when I went back to sleep, if that makes any sense. Here goes:

Dream One (Fragment): I'm at a Japanese shrine. Either the shrines name was Mikage, or the character named Mikage from the Manga I was reading when I was trying to fall asleep earlier was in it. I'm pretty sure it was the character Mikage, because I remember someone with white hair being in the dream though I don't remember the roles either of us played.

Dream Two (Fragment): I was watching a portly yet muscular bearded man was singing country music in a bar.

Dream Three (Fragment): Also set in a Japanese style building. There was a girl and a guy, they were in older more traditional Japanese clothing. The girl wanted the guy to stay with her, she loves hm and didn't want him to go. He seemed a bit cold, he told her he wouldn't stay and that she needed to get off him (she was holding onto his shirt trying to pull him back inside) Once he was outside into the darkness however he seemed very sad to leave her, and he didn't go home as he claimed he was going. Instead, he climbed a tree nearby where he could watch her house and protect her. Then my view shifted to inside the house, where the girl was crying on the floor. Suddenly there was a commotion outside, and my view switches back to the guy, and he's in a fight with something. He knocks whatever(whoever?) it is out cold, and sends them flying through the front door of the girls house. Then he quickly runs off before she can see who saved her. I hear someone say, "The princess is staying in that house." as I was woken up.

Well, the Manga I read at least incubated good dreams even if it didn't serve the intended purpose of quieting my mind and putting me to sleep, lol. I was reading Kamisama Kiss is anyone was wondering. I was hoping shojo manga would give me happy romantic dreams. The last dream sort of hits that mark, except it was in third person

I had 3 dreams I could remember. All are a bit fuzzy so lets start with the most rememberable and work are way down.

My memory starts with me in Europe on my way to a concert. I'm stepping into a van through the front passenger door and I look into the back of the van. Inside is a U shaped couch with a few people sitting about. I notice 3 people but I think there were 1 or 2 more. One of them offers me a "piece" and I gladly except thinking him for the generous gift. I take a hit and pass it on and take a seat in the back of this van. My already incontinent reasoning for this whole adventure practically crumbles at this point. Being high does that though. I break in time and I find myself talking to my friend James. I'm not sure if I have him on the phone or what but I'm trying to figure out were I am and were I'm going. That's about all I cant remember form this one. Not to interesting but I enjoyed it because for once there was some talking in my dream.

Next up I remember a fight. The moments leading up to it are a bit hard to remember. I think I was dreaming of Peter from the show Heroes. Then I was him. Then I guess I was me. Stuff like this happens in my dreams a lot. Anyway, Peter/Me is upset with this guy who is our friend. Who ever he is, he has a sort of criminal look to him and so does his fancy condo. We get into it and I end up stabbing him, lightly. Don't want to kill my friend but I need to make my point. After this I end up finding my self on the floor with a swift kick to my neck/back. I lay there knowing that for stabbing this guy I have let him kick my ass. It seems fair in my dream. This is when he pull out a gun. This is not good. He's angrier than I would like for him to be pointing a gun at me. He starts waving the gun at me. Going from my head to a limb. I close my eyes and bang. I don't know if I'm shot or not but I'm not dead. I curse like a mopho who thinks has been shot however. This just leaves my friend a little annoyed who then want me up and to stop my bitching. And that's were that one ends. Pretty fuzzy but it was cool to actually hurt my opponent, normally there just indestructible in my dreams. Though it was sort of Peter who did the stabbing, I kinda took control for the ass wooping.

Last up I had my first WILD
It started with me just thinking about walking. The idea just sorta was in my head at the time. I started to concentrate a little and try to imagine more of the experience. Sure enough, my limbs start to become visible, then surroundings start to form and then I was in my house. My dream wasn't stable at all though and it breaks down in only a few moments. Its a shame it ended as soon as it started but since I've done it once I'm sure I can do it again now.

By the way, I used the SSLID method for this night. http://www.dreamviews.com/f12/senses...-ssild-129734/

I'm in some sort of school. Not my own school, it's a primary I think, and I'm my little brother and a bunch of his friends in one of the classrooms. We're waiting for something. I look out of a little window in the wall and we're surrounded by nature of some sort.

Then I'm in a small tuck shop of some sort. There's a man behind the counter who kind of looks like the guy on Cake Boss, that Italian American dude who speaks really loudly and makes cakes.
I look around a bit and I see rows of sandwiches and baguettes. The guy implies I should hurry because he's closing soon. I pick out a baguette which has a picture of penne/farfalle with red sauce on the packet thing. This is strange, but I go along with it.

I pay the guy, and he starts telling me I should tell people about his shop, which is called Mirabella or something which sounds close to that. Then I know that the valley in which the school is located, in the last years of the 18th Century (I live in Malta, which Napoleon occupied for two years from 1798-1800) some workers were building something which he didn't like, and Napoleon starting pleading desperately with them to stop (I see a vision of a list, with pleading words Napoleon used and gentlemanly words he didn't use while pleading, a woman's voice narrates). I'm still in the shop and as he narrates, I lean on the counter and the Cake Boss' little daughter is next to him. I pull away and everything melts.

I wake up.

(For the record, this dream was so deeply strange and random I am disappointed I didn't become lucid)

The Black SUV - Monday 4/16/12

I dreamt that I went to go visit my mother. My sister and our cousin were there. My sister and I got into a fight over something silly. When it was time to go, I walked out the front door and saw my sister standing on the porch sweeping. She was trying to get a good look at my new black SUV. I don't have a new black SUV in real life. I told her "you know you're full of shit, right? *with a smile*" I got into my new ride, pulled out of the yard, and drove down the road. I called out to my dad as I drove by one of the fields he was in. End.

Back to sleep. I had another dream that I was driving this black SUV down a highway. End.

Back to sleep. I saw the silhouette of a UFO landing behind and between the silhouettes of two mountains. The sky was orange and it looked as though the sun was about to set. The sun was a brilliant illuminating yellow-orange color. It was beautiful.

Map - Tuesday 4/17/12

I dreamt that my two brothers and I were in a house I didn't recognize. My big bro was talking about going to our deceased grandmother's house once a day to check the trash can... He and my little bro were to take turns doing this once a day... I told him "wouldn't it be better to just set up a camera so you'll know when the trash can is full?" Then we were about to go somewhere so I set up a camera above the front door before we left. End.

Back to sleep. I dreamt I was in a computer room with some other guys. They were hackers or something. I went into the next room. Then my perspective changed to first person and I was looking at a map with several countries. One of the countries was highlighted and I was able to move this cursor freely. I chose a country and then it was as if I descended upon it. It got closer and closer to me. Then I landed on one leg and looked to my right. I had landed right beside a girl in a two-piece bikini who was doing a handstand with one arm while her other arm was behind her back. She was well equipped. As I awoke, I heard a loud thump. As if something hit the floor really hard.

I woke up enough to hit the snooze button, then fell back to sleep while thinking of being bulletproof. I went right into a dream where I was imagining my clothes were bulletproof. Temporarily I went into a 3rd person view and it was like a test scenario where 3 bullets hitting my shirt could not penetrate it. It seemed like my clothes would be effective if I happend to get shot by someone. As I enter first person view, I notice that the dream scenery is a bank setting. The natural instinct is to rob the place of course, why else would I be here? There are several tellers behind their bullet proof glass. I head to the nearest one. He asks "can I help you?" I say "shut up and give me all the money. And don't hit the button." The idiots eyes go wide and he is just standing there just pressing the button, I could tell. He thinks he is safe behind there. Jumping up, I kick the pane of bullet proof glass out of its moorings. It flies over his head and hits the wall behind him. It missed him, so I ended up choking him while telling the next teller who was a woman to not be stupid and just get the money out. She just stands there, while pressing the alarm. Just keep pressing the alarm, it doesn't really matter, I'm thinking. I'd have a few minutes to get ready for any cops who showed up to shoot at me. At this point I'm unarmed, but I start out by imagining I'm wearing a tool belt. Reaching down I grab a hammer from the right side of the belt, and take out the other 2 tellers with it.

As I was heading into the back room where the vault was, mummys start appearing. Thinking nothing of it, I start killing them with my hammer. There was about 10 dead mummys before I awoke. There seemed to be an unending supply of them, for as I killed one, another would come through the door.

I usually sleep from around 1 am until about 10:00 am - noon... that's accounting for the hour or so it usually takes me to go to sleep (bed time is around 11:30) Last night, I looked at the clock last around 1:30... and I woke up this morning at 6 when my husband got up for work and haven't been able to get back to sleep since. My brain is just too busy. I tried listening to music, reading manga, looking back through the physical dream journal I kept last year and now I'm going to try and type up the two short dream fragments I had and then go back to bed to see if it's enough to make me sleepy. If I can't get back to sleep in the next hour though I'm SOL because the kids wake up between ten and noon and I have to get up with them.

Dream One (Fragment): A rehash of the day. I can recall a bunch of flashing pictures, and that's about it. The pictures were things from yesterday, avatars I saw on this web site, the stores I went to, the plants I planted yesterday, etc. Really boring, lol.

Dream Two: I was on the porch of a trailer I lived in with my husband before we got married. I was planting a plant in a terracotta pot with GoldenLight's avatar. DreamProfessor's avatar was standing beside us, and I got the feeling we were planting the plant for DreamProfessor. Another obvious rehash, I spent the day yesterday tracking down and replanting strawberry and tomato plants, and when I got home that evening I read through several of GL and DP's dream journals, lol.

And that is it, lol. If I still can't sleep, I'm going to type up a dream I had last year that was really awesome. I had sort of stashed it away in the back of my mind, but since I couldn't sleep and went through my old dream journal I found it and thought, "that one's definitely an important dream for me" and one I think I'd like to practice when I'm lucid sometime.

5-5-11, Important dreams from the past: A Lesson in Auras? - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views Done

It was hazy this morning, the fine details are just out of reach.

The general idea was the story of a young autistic woman who fell in love. Her father refused to believe that she was capable of thinking for herself ((all too common, unfortunately)), and somehow managed to get her fiance arrested and charged for rape.

I remembered her rocking on a couch and saying his name (Kevin, I think. and Mc--something. McDermott, maybe?). And her father had started some kind of organization teaching people that they shouldn't look at autistics as being normal people, and part of Kevin's sentence was to assist him in this.

All of that really made me want to shoot the dad in the face. Pity I didn't become lucid so I could at least punch him.

I'm in jail, but I'm innocent. The building is one story and massive; cells are on each side of the wide hallway, and I can't see the end of them. They're the old fashioned cells that are made of all bars with no actual walls. I'm alone in the cell. A guard and one of my friends are standing outside the cell.

My friend wants to pass me some food. He comes close to the door to try to slide something in, but when he gets too close, a fine mesh screen appears out of nowhere to completely block the door.

My friend is very concerned about my safety. Somehow, he can't talk directly to me, but has to talk through the guard. He doesn't want to say anything plainly, since his message would be analyzed; so he gives a verse reference - something in 1 Corinthians 29 [he specified a verse, but I don't remember it]. The guard is suspicious of the "coded message" and refuses to pass it. The guard then "suggests" that my friend walk with him; my friend becomes even more afraid for my safety, that they'll do something to me while he's gone.

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I'm staying in a house with a lot of people [though I never actually see most of them]. The house is huge and has many bedrooms and bathrooms. Somehow, I end up using a bathroom that's not "mine." Someone is calling to me through the door; they think I'm the person who's supposed to be using the bathroom, and they're reminding "me" to take "my" pills. I look down and see that there's a large bowl near the toilet filled with translucent pills. I don't call back, since it would give me away and show that I was in the wrong bathroom.

Now I'm back in the hallway. I took a shower in the bathroom, but since it wasn't my bathroom, I didn't have my towel. Now I'm wet and naked and running to my own bathroom to get dressed. Someone else sees me; now I have a towel wrapped around me.

Now I'm in another room. I'm meeting with people about one of my projects at work, explaining what it does, how I made it, and what state it's in. First, I explain to a man. Next, I explain to a woman - the man's boss. Later, in the hallway, I start to explain to a third man (he's Asian), but it's lunch time, so we take a break.

Now I'm at Whole Foods. I'm talking about how you can tell a lot about a grocery store by looking at its shopping carts. The carts here are very small and only have two shelves, so it's clear that the store is high end and doesn't expect you to buy very much at once.

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We're at some kind of church function. My wife has advised me to wear my black shirt and pants along with a tie (don't remember which one). I'm still outside with my car. I want to say hi to Chris, but he's inside doing something. I'm glad I took my wife's suggestion to wear black.

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We're on the patio outside someone's house. There's a nice pool here. My parents are there. I'm talking with Mom about their pool, and she's describing how they dug a channel from the upper pool to the lower pool to install a salt water filtration system because they didn't want to use chlorine. I'm surprised at the cost, but she said they did all the labor themselves so it wasn't too bad. As she's talking, I visualize a dirt channel going from a small pool to a larger pool.

I'm biking around a city with a friend. We're biking through a parking lot for a strip shopping center.

Now we're on a road, heading towards a huge intersection, going pretty fast. As we get close to it, I glance at the crosswalk indicator - it's just counting down to 0. The moment it hits 0, the light turns yellow. We're close enough that we can't stop - we have to go through. Right after we enter the intersection, the light turns red. I hope no one is around to see us, but I see that there's a police car in the turn lane to our left.

Now we're on the side of the road, stopped on a little grassy spot. We hear a siren behind us - it's a bike cop coming after us for running a red light. I want to try to explain that I was in the intersection and my friend was past the intersection before the light turned red, but the cop isn't in a good mood, and I want to wait for the right moment. He tells us that we'll need to take a driving course.

Now we're in a van with the cop - he's driving. He's looking for food that's right for the test. We pull up by a stand by the side of the road that's selling something, but it's not right. Then, someone else in the back of the van offers pizza.

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I'm in a conference room with some people. One of the people is asking for an older version of some Microsoft software. It's freely available, but he can only find the Windows 7 version, not the XP version that he needs. Someone else at the table gets mad at him - they had to go through the trouble of contracting with Microsoft to get the old version, so this guy should have to as well.

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I'm in a house with some people.

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I'm with a small group of people walking into the atrium of a shopping mall - it's a huge space. Displays are set up here and there; we pass near one of them that's for a video game. D tells me I should save up for it and buy it.

16.04.2012

Uni (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting in a lecture university, studying Psychology.. or maybe physics.The man who is running the lecture is actually the vice-principal of my high school. He's short and actually encourages us to make jockey jokes, but quite a tight-ass if you break any rules what-so-ever. The room is somewhat dully lit but really relaxing.
As I decide I should start taking down some notes, I lean over to where I placed my bag down to grab my pens and books.. it's a seat or two away. The lecturer stops what the whole class just to tell me that this isn't the right time to do whatever I am i'm doing.. what? Wait, so he doesn't want me to take notes? I thought university teachers didn't care what you done in lectures unless you start to distract other people.
Later, i'm sitting with my laptop searching the web when the lecturer decides to call me out again. "If I turn off the internet, do you think you'll start paying attention?" He says to me. I think about it and consider that I could tether my phone to my laptop as a wi-fi hot-spot.
"Probably not," I reply honestly.
The class continues and some time later, he asks a question about how an electronical plug.. how it's illustration is male.. the logic made sense at the time of the dream so I was confident with my answer. Looking for brownie points seeing as I had already been called out twice, I answer the question. [wait.. but this is supposed to be a Psychology class!]
The lecture finishes and everyone goes to their next class or have their break.. I wonder off to buy a drink and then realise I have absolutely no clue where my next class is. I consider calling my girlfriend as she's a year above me to ask my way around but I didn't want to bother her - then I consider calling Erii as she's in my Psychology class awell, but knowing how tightass this teacher is, i'd probably get her into trouble..
I end up running around looking for someone I know, but I don't find anyone..

I was back at secondary school and found myself worrying that I knew absolutely nothing for upcoming exams. I was back in my old form room, with my old form tutor and several class mates. At one point a photo was taken of me with a somewhat odd looking camera as if the dream character's were aware of this strange "reunion" and wanted a record for posterity.

I do have university exams coming up in a few weeks and anxiety dreams such as this are quite common for me around exam season! Hopefully, I will be able to recognise this as a dream sign when it occurs again!