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Old LD from 2-14-07

Wow...I just did another Task of the Month. And how appropriate, considering it is Valentine's Day.

I had gotten to sleep in, and I had been awake for a bit, but decided that today would be a good chance to do a WBTB. I wanted to get the Task done, and I thought that since it was Valentine's Day I might have extra inspiration to get the Task completed.

The dream started with me looking over a balcony of an apartment in which I supposedly lived. There were lots of people below in the yard or road or whatever was below the balcony. I remember thinking that something was not quite right with this. And I suddenly realized that I was dreaming.

I looked back down. I had to find someone to ask to be my Valentine. I saw some teenage boys from the neighborhood. At first I was reluctant, but then said to myself, "It doesn't matter--this is my dream--no one will know that I asked them to be my Valentine in a dream."

So I glided down the the ground level. And went up to M and asked him to be my Valentine. He looked at me like he thought I might be playing some sort of trick on him. He squinted his eyes a little and said, "Are you serious?"

Then my dream faded.

But I ended up back in the apartment and was still lucid. This time I recognized it as my friend E's apartment (of course it was not his either in real life). His family was there along with some family friends. They had been making cookies with sprinkles, but were now cleaning up.

I wanted to try the Task again, to see if I could get a better answer.

I asked E's sister. She said, "Sure, why not."

Then I asked a blond girl, "Will you be my Valentine?"

She said, "Yeah, because I owe you." I looked at her somewhat confused.

She said, "The meeting tonight......I'll be getting you your pin and uniform."

At first I felt slightly alarmed, then thought "There is no meeting. This is just my dream. How funny that my brain would come up with that."

Then I asked another girl that was about 15. (There were only girls in the room--no guys.)

She said that she couldn't be my Valentine because she was already a sister.

I asked her why she couldn't be both. And then she went on about not being able to drive herself anywhere and how she was a burden on others because of that. It didn't actually make a lot of sense. But I let her go on.

Then a guy in his late 20's walked in with a little girl about two years old on his shoulders. I walked up to him to ask, but at the last minute I asked the little girl instead. She couldn't talk so I didn't expect an answer. But I just talked to her like you do to a toddler. "Hi...you are just so cute...hey, do you want to be my Valentine? That would be fun, huh? And, see, you are wearing hearts on your dress. You are already all dressed up for Valentine's Day."

At that point I figued I'd asked enough people...an interesting variety...and had gotten an interesting variety of answers.

I thought, "What else can I ask them?" I thought back to the Task in November where we were supposed to ask people of we were dreaming. I decided to do that again.

So I started with the blond girl whose meeting I was supposed to attend that night. I asked her if I was dreaming and she nodded and said yes.

I went down the line and everyone was saying yes. Finally the last girl I got to I asked, "But how do you know I am dreaming?" I really wanted to know what she would say.

She said, " Because this all sounds like it is being recorded in a studio." (I was not expecting that answer). And the funny thing is as she said that sentence, her voice started sounding all echo-y and unnatural.

Then the dream faded again.

BUt I ended up back in the apartmant again. This time it was empty. I looked at the table that still had lots of sprinkles left on it fron the cookies they were making.

I suddenly had an idea inspired by my mom.

In real life my mom and I started eating a raw vegan diet about 6 weeks ago. A few weeks ago she told me about a dream she had where she was eating pork, and then became lucid (her first lucid dream--and it was just from listening to me talk about it). She then thought, "Well, since this is just a dream, I might as well finish eating this pork" Since it was tasting so good.... .

So looked around the apartment. I saw some cookie dough and put it in my mouth. It didn't taste as good as I had wished. I remembered that in real life I had been craving peanutbutter cookies with chocolate chips.

I opened the fridge. And sure enough, on a plate all made up nice and with plastic wrap over it was a large batch of that kind of cookie. I took one and ate it and was incredibly thankful that my dream taste buds were fully working in this dream.

I started to take another, then paused, momentarily feeling guilty for taking the cookies that E's mom had put away. It was obvious that they were supposed to be a gift for someone.

I then had to remind myself that this was still my dream--that's why I was getting to eat these in the first place. That no one with ever miss these cookies.

So I spent the next five minutes (or so it seemed) just eating one cookie after another

Old LD from 2-11-07

I had another bunch of LDs this morning before I woke up. Unfortunately I was awakend by the phone, and it was an old friend I hadn't talked to in quite a while, so we talked for a long time. Now my dream recall is down. Of course I don't want to sound like I'm complaining. I would take the phone call any day over the recalling of lucid dreams.

I will try to write what I can remember. Like the previous LD I was in and out of lucidity. I had many False Awakenings. At this point I can't remember chronological order real well. So I will list all the things I remember doing while lucid in my typical lucid blue.

I do remember it started with seeing black widows in my garden. I was trying to decide if I should kill them or not. At one point I saw a huge BW exoskeleton. It was far too big to be a BW. And this is what cause me to question my state.

I thought, "Does it feel like I am dreaming?" And I suddenly felt all light and slightly disoriented, and "floaty" feeling. And I knew I was lucid.

At some point I looked at my hands. They looked completely normal. I was wearing a long sleeved grey shirt. But for some reason I thought I was looking at my real hands that I was drifting awake (FA). I thought, "I need to go to sleep again so I can continue the LD."

So I thought I went to sleep again, and in the "new dream" I saw the BW exoskeleton again and knew I was back in my dream.

At some point in the dream I tried to fly. I didn't do a very good job. I would hover and then float back to the ground. I was frustrated. I thought about my LD not too long ago where I had to "swim" to get my flying going. I tried that, and I got a little highter, but I kept floating back to the ground.

Seems like I had another FA somewhere in here.

I have a fuzzy memory of being in a bedroom with my sister and laying on the floor by a bed. I have no idea where this fits into the dream. But I think something about that caused me to become lucid again.

At some point in the LD I remember being able to finally fly fast.

The last thing I remember doing while lucid was talking to Mark and Tim and climbing up this tall metal shed or barn. M and T were sitting in chairs below and I climbed up. I remember it being pretty easy to climb. I got to the top and looked down. I thought about flying off, but was suddenly scared. I felt so heavy--I really felt the pull of gravity.

I looked down below at what I would hit if I fell while trying to fly. There was a structure made of old rusty pipes. It looked like something I definitely didn't want to land on. But I thought to myself, "I can't die--this is just a dream. I can't even injure myself." But them I remmebered past dreams where I was able to feel dream pain--and how real that could feel. So I hesitated again.

But the I thought about the times where I had let myself fall off things. I remembered the "experiment" of falling backward off the balcony--how I was afraid to do that, yet I managed to let it happen. When I did that, I had just fallen into a great white void. I didn't get hurt at all.

I also remembered the Task of the months several months ago where the assignment was to jump off a cliff. I had never completed that, but had thought that that would be fun becasue I had acutally done things like that before in LDs (like my Lake Powell LD.)

But this time I jsut stood with trembling knees at the top of the barn/shed and looked down (about two stories). I actually felt terrified to jump. I really couldn't make myself do it. I kept saying, "But this time it feels way too real. The other times I was all "floaty" and I knew I couldn't fall. But this time I know I would fall. Gravity in this dream is just way too strong."

Old LD from 2-10-07

I just had Five Lucid Dreams!! Or maybe I should say that I had a very long dream in which I became lucid five separate times. Whatever it was, it was great. And CB, you will like this one.


I can't even remember how the dream started. I guess that's the bad thing of five LDs in a row--memory is fuzzy at the beginning.

I think I was flying and that triggered it. I remember flying down some sort of hallway. And I was like "Whoa, I'm dreaming". I remembered to look at my hands. They were almost normal, but two of the fingers were missing at the middle joint. I remembered CBs experience with looking at his hands and was surprised that my mind didn't make them any crazier than this.

I also decided to look at my feet, so I kind of straightened out (remember, I am still flying), and kicked my foot out in front of me and saw that I was wearing pink flip flops. For some reason that seemed completely expected even though I don't own pink flip flops.

CB was still on my mind and I thought to myself that I never did take him flying, and I have never yet been successful at making him appear in a dream, so this became my next goal.

I was in a school, so I figured I would find his class. There was a four story almost circular building. I flew into one of the floors and into a classroom. I asked a teacher how I could find him. I'm not sure how I even asked. I don't think I used his real name. I probably said "CB"--because that is the name I always say in my mind when I see his posts. But since this was my dream, it didn't matter what I called him, as long as my mind could find a way to make him appear that it felt comfortable doing.

The teacher told me that he was on the floor directly under us. I flew down and into that class. I was at the back seeing the back of everyone's heads. I looked for a head that looked like what matched what I had seen from his pictures--light brown hair, slightly longish. I found one. I called. "Hey...CB...."

CB turned around and I knew it was him even though in retrospect he didn't look like his pictures. His friends truned around too. CB smiled; the friends stared. I landed and was about to say something when I woke up.

Except that I don't think I really woke up (although this first time I might have, but was able to drift back into the dream. But whether it was a real or false awakening, I was able to go back to the hallway I had started the dream in. I immediately became lucid again and decided I would try again.

So I flew back to the classroom. The teacher said that CB was out on the field playing Rugby. So I flew out to the field. I only saw people playing basketball. I was about to start to look through that group when I noticed that there was another part of the field. I flew into that part and saw a group of guys in red uniforms playing what looked to be Rugby. I flew over and started going down the team. The last two guys I came to seemed to have a match, but again he was facing away. I was about to say something when I woke up again.

This one might have been a true False Awakening, because I think I was immediately back in the hallway and lucid. I remember being so proud of myself for automatically becoming lucid again.There were all these curtains that I was flying through. They were blue and white in color. I'm not sure what they were actually made of because I don't remember anyting phycical about them when I parted them. So I kept going through curtains. I was telling myself that they was my mind's way of preparing the next scene--that at the right moment I would part the curtain and end up at the Rugby field.

And sure enough I did.

I flew to the team again, but before I could even start the search again, I had a FA again.

I found myself back in that hallway and was lucid again. I flew through the same curtains but the scene wasn't changing, so I figured that I need to try something else. I looked at my hand again. It looked the same--two fingures missing at the middle joint.

I was inside a big indoor school gym. I decided to hang from the lights and then pretend I couldn't fly and just hang on for dear life. That didn't end up being as fun as I thought...so I tried to think of something else to do. But I wasn't sure what to do. I remembered someone saying how lucid dreaming got boring if you had the ability to do it every night.

I thought, "Surely I'm not getting bored. I mean I should be able to do anything I want. Think!"

But at that point I woke up again.

The next dream I started didn't start as lucid. Something about these black men-- Oh, I can't remember. But there was a scene in a swimming pool. One man was tring to convince the other one go give away some secrets or something like that. And at one point they got in the water. I was afraid that the man would give away the secrets I seemed to be on his side. I needed to to distract them before it was too late.

So I started walking on the water. It seemed to work and the men were both watching me. Then I started to run on the water. I think I became lucid again here, and started to fly. I flew up to this big building. I decided I needed to find someone to ask to be my Valentine so I could get the Task of the Month done finally.

But then I awoke and I realized that I had had several lucid dreams and I panicked because at first I couldn't remember anything about them. Then it slowly came back and I jumped out of bed and immediately went to the computer to write them down. So I am hoping that they are accurate.

Old LD from 2-4-07

Short Lucid Dream

I got a lot of sleep last night. I did a WBTB this morning.

Dream:

I was at the elemantary school that I went to as a child. I was walking out on the play yard. First I remember running and then dropping my sweat shirt that I was carrying. Some girls picked it up and gave it back to me.

On the roof of one of the buildings a bunch of stuffed animals that were set up like decorations. I then noticed that two husky type dogs were real. I wondered how they got them to sit up there so still.

There was some kind of event going on on the play yard. These girls were putting on a circus type performance. They were wearing leotards and jumping off the roof of a building and down onto and umbrella that acted like a trampoline. They jumped back up and did a flip before landing on a mat.

I watched them, and looking back on the roof I saw that they were two more black huskies sitting very still. The only thing that gave away that thye were alive was the fact that they were drooling a little.

The bell had rung and I was walking back to the classrooms.

But I stopped again by one of the buildings. There was a cage with plastic walls that had an animal inside. I took a closer look. It was a kitten. I wondered why the school would keep a kitten in a cage like this. Then I read the sign on the cage where it said that although this looked like a pet kitten it was really a wild animal.

I looked at the kitten again and saw that it was quite different than a normal kitten. It's head was larger in proportion, especailly its forehead. And its eyes were a milky grey-white. I wondered if it was blind.

It meowed. I meowed back to see what it would do. It stopped and looked at me. Then I heard it laugh..a laugh which sent chills down my spine. I thought I heard it say something. I said, "You can talk?"

It looked at me and suddenly this creepy smile spreads across its face and says "Yes" in a horrible voice.

As horrified as I felt, I almost instantaneously realized that this couldn't possibly be real.

"I must be dreaming." To prove to myself that I was I leaned back into a backfloat. And started to fly backward. (I think that is becasue I was sleeping on my back which is somewhat unusual for me).

My next thougths were, "I have to find someone to ask to be my Valentine. I really want to get the Task done this time. But I am at a school. All there are are children around." But then I decided I didn't care--if I had to ask a ten year old to be my Valentine, then so be it. I just wanted to get the Task done.

But as I floated down to find someone--anyone--everything started getting brighter and the dream faded.

And I woke up in my bright room.

Old LD from 1-31-07

Lucid Dream!

I read out of my Lucid Dreaming book about MILD before I went to bed-- and this is the dream I got.

The dream started out nightmarish. I was becoming aware that this huge monster/creature was getting into my room at night. I never saw it, but I could see from evidence it left that it had been there. It was really starting to freak me out to the point where I no longer wanted to go to sleep. The thought of something so big being just a few feet away while I was completely asleep made me feel so vulnerable. I couldn't believe that I wouldn't wake up with it there. I am normally not that deep of a sleeper.

The scene jumps and I am climbing a very big tree with Jeff. We suddenly see men that look like hunters in down in the next field and decide that they are the ones we need to talk to to see if they know anything about a huge creature that may be in this area and if they have any idea of what to do to keep it out of my room at night.

It takes a while to get down from the tree. I hadn't thought I had climbed that high.

Jeff started talking to the men. I noticed that one of the men looked just like Jeff. It seemed so odd, that I missed the entire conversation.

Then scene changed again and I am with my sister in my bedroom. I had slept through the night, but my sister had seen something. She saw a huge unidentifiable shape, but it had dropped something in the trash and toilet before it left. I looked in the trash and saw what looked like tiny mammoth bones. Like a small mammoth fetus that hadn't grown properly. The bones were all soft and the consistancy of gummy worms. I realized that this was a wonderful clue. The mystery monster was really a mammoth! But how was it getting in my room.

The next night I was determined to stay awake to find out. As I sat in bed I could see the opened bathroom door. Suddenly I saw a shape coming out of the toilet. So that's how it was getting into my room!. I watched as it grew bigger and bigger as it came through the toilet. It didn't grow full sized. It was a baby mammoth...only about two and a half feet high and three feet long. It didn't look real. It looked like a sketchy drawing.

As I was watching it I suddenly started thinking, "This is just a little too weird for me...a mammoth coming out of my toilet...and being all sketchy.....Could this possibly be a dream??" I needed to find out so I said, "Okay, Baby Mammoth, if this is a dream, will you come fly with me?"

Next thing I know is that the mammoth and I are both circling in the air. And I laughed out loud and said, "I knew it. This whole thing was just too weird. Yes! I am finally Lucid again!!"

I circled my room a little more and decided to just fly through my wall. I end up bumping against it. I decided that that is no big deal--I'll just go out the front door. I flew down the hall and to the front door. I opened it and flew outside. It was early moring. I said to myself, "Early morning...just like it is in real life." [Note: it was actually 2:15 am].

I flew down the street and passed a lady. She points to this man's car that is filled with junk and make s a comment about it. I remember commenting back, "Yeah, he is very unreliable,"..and then flew on.

I flew toward the school. I was flying quite slow and had trouble getting very high. Instead of flying "Superman" style, I was flying "swimming" style--breast stroke to be exact. I was going about as fast as I would be if I were actually swimming...or maybe a little faster. But even though I was a little frustrated, I thought to myself that at least I was moving and if I was patient I would get to where I wanted to be.

The street slooped down into a hill. This would be a good chance for me to get some height. I just flew straight while the street sloped steeply down.

By the time I got to the school, I was quite a bit in the air above it. I looked up. It was no longer morning, but night. The light of a very full moon shown on a layer of clouds overhead. I wanted to go up and through those clouds. They looked so magical, so I started flying upward. I finally got to the clouds and started to go through them. They were very thick clouds and I started to feel a little claustophobic. So I told myself that I needed to create an air bubble around me. So I did. It was a very interesting feeling to be surrounded by that thick cloud. Finally I broke though to the top of the cloud.

I looked around. The cloud stretched out forever and glowed in the moonlight. It was beautiful. I wanted to lay down on the cloud and rest and just take it all in. But at this point I could feel the dream fade and I woke up.


Edit:

I want to point a couple of things out.

1. I woke up in the night at about 2:15 with the dog barking. I suddenly realized that I really wanted to recall all of my dreams of the night, so I searched my brain for dreams and was disappointed to find none. I told myself again as I drifted off that I was going to realize I was dreaming in the next dream I had. And it seems to have worked.

2. Also when I woke up the clock said 2:36...so the dream was actually quite short in spite of it seeming to go on for days within the dream. Every dream I have ever timed has surprised me how little time they actually take in real life.

3. Also I wasn't as lucid as I wished I had been. I never really thought about much and really just went with the flow. The flying was really nice and magical, but I never once thought about trying to complete a task. I never thought about my sister's book, or about looking at my hands or making CB appear.... . So I am considering this a somewhat low-level lucid. But it was still very satisfying to awaken from and realize what I had done.



I actually had two other dreams last night. One was quite vague. I remember something about flying indoors in this great big place. I was flying up to reach something. There were two guys watching me, and it made me feel uncomfortable. I wasn't sure how they would react to my ability to fly.

The last dream was quite perverted, so I am reluctant to say much. So I won't.

Edit 2:

I keep remembering things. When I woke up from my LD I had a false awakening. I remember talking to Jeff about my LD. But then he started reprimanding me. Telling me that I had talked in my sleep and that I had given away important secrets. I asked him to tell me what I had said. As he told me I wrote them down on a can on coconut milk. The one thing I remember was the phrase "Within three months time...". Apparently there was something very significant about that.

The night before last I had a dream that I was making a movie with a few other guys. I suggested using one of my Aunts homes as a set, even though it was crumbling. At one time it had been a mansion. It was a house I made up in my dream.

I also had a recollection of another house I had dreamed of several months ago. That house contained Hell.

A man offered his services as an artist. He started to draw to show us what he could do. He was amazing. He drew the road with the tar that goes back and forth and is used to fill in little cracks. Showed how he could make it look 3D by using perspective.

He started making these glowing green lines to come towards the viewer, and anway from the viewer in different directions using simple one-point perspective. Then he drew people who were like ghosts. They were blue-green and flew through the air wiggling like fish as if swimming towards the viewer, and they were really moving. It was like he was painting a movie.

I also saw two female figures. They were both perfect, but had different dimensions. I was judging which I preferred. I then had a moment of clarity where I thought I might be dreaming, then had a false awakening.

27-11

I'm watching a video of (waking)nomad on youtube. I checked the date and it was from today. (That's what i thought in the dream, but it wasn't the same date as awake)
He was wearing his glasses and was making a serious video, i thought it was his best video up until now.

28-11

Some professor in a weelchair is playing golf in the middle of the streets. We walk and he asks me if i've ever been to planet X?
"No."
Then he says: "Oh my god how can you call urself a real (@#$@fuzzy@#$) if you've never been to planet X?!!?

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Third day into the competition and I think it's doing what it should: Getting my motivation back on track. Had a dream and a fragment last night, was also up and saw shit again.

22.00: Sleep

00.03: Nightly Adventure
I wake up and look towards the kitchen. I can see water on the floor. 'Holy shit where is that water coming from?' I jump out of bed but it's too dark for me to see. The water reflected off some light from the outside. I crouch down and try to find the puddle again. After a minute I give up and realise there might not have been any water there in the first place.

05.30: Clubbing
I'm at a club. My sister and her friends are there too. "Buy me some drinks" she tells me. "Uhm sure, which one do you want?" I ask her. "I want a twenty fiver!" That's 25 cl of vodka. "You'll get a sixer" I tell her. She gives in and tells me it's okay. I order up a whole bunch of drinks that I hand out to her friends. We sit down at a table. A guy dressed in a pink shirt comes up to our table. He starts hitting on me. "I'm interested, are you?" he asks me. "No" I tell him. Another guy shows up and grabs the gay guy by his arm. "I'll take him then" he tells me. "Thanks man!" I say and insist on a hand shake. I shake his hand and head for the toilets. I'm all alone and take a long piss when my brother walks in. I try to button my pants but it takes forever. I must be really drunk.

05.30: Fragment
*I'm petting my mom's two dogs. They're big german shepherds and one starts to growl at me. "No!" I say and grab her muzzle.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Was a while since I had a nightly adventure, was fun.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

23/24-11

I walk down a narrow dungeon stairs into a just as narrow dungeon alley. To my right are prison cells. In one of those cells there is a naked blonde woman chained and dirty. She keeps calling me. But when i move closer she swears at me and yells for me to go away. Then i move away and there's this recording playing of her luring me in with sexual promises. I walk back and forth and eventually when moving away i notice a cabinet with shelves on it. There's candy on it. And some food i have at home, which is rotting a little. I eat some of the candy and it's all rotting aswell. Then she calls me again. And the dream ends.

25-11

I'm walking on a road on the country side with my friend. There are no people around. I am telling him about UFO's. When a bigass white saucerlike white blending machine soars through the sky. I turn to my friend and say. SEE! As long as you believe it they will be around!

26-11 I'm working as a dish washer in a pizzahut. Then some 10 year old says he wants to take over my work. I say fine, and the boss tells me to go deliver some pizzas with some other guy. This guy rides a pizza van. He rides off without me tho, and i try to catch him but i end up walking to my destination. Once i got there, i realized i didn't have to deliver pizzas and i came for no reason. Then i find the guy with the van and i tell him i'm an idiot. He quite seriously agrees and he says ; Yeah, you really are an idiot.

I went to bed at 10:15 and had really nice sleep, but before bed I thought about LDing and SDing too much which led to failure of WILD...

I'm a bug!

I'm some kind of flying bug; I don't exactly know what am I but I think I'm a dragonfly. (similar to Zhuangi's butterfly dream!?) I had my two bug friends beside me. We are running away from a predator. this dream is kinda fuzzy but I remember flying over the grass and landing on a leaf. weird!

I'm human but there are still more bugs?

My family, neighbor H family and W family are having a trip to somewhere I recognize as a place of pond/ lake. There are so many fireflies that we have to clean them up. I see big ladybugs. after that H family leaves for home and we get ready to go home, too. we are passing thru a plastic bag? tunnel and inside, there are also plastic bag 'blocks' and there is a little hole that has a size about human head, and we have to pass it. I was frustrated.

I am in this limbo type place. The walls seemed to be an endless white going nowhere. There is random stuff scattered around like a piano, bouncing balls, and friends walking around. Some how somebody kills someone and disappears. I get a glimpse of the killer then the dream shifts.
Now I'm in a car being driven by 2 women. It's like hot wheels because we doing crazy stuff! We're riding through subways, almost getting hit. Riding up escalators. It's awesome! As we are waiting for the others to show up I kiss the girl driving then she slaps me. The girl in the passenger seat seems to want a kiss so I go to kiss her then So then the others show up.. They say they'er looking for the killer. I tell them I got a glimpse of him and they say I could roll with them.
The dream shifts and random stuff happens and now we are at Burger King. One of the guys went in to get some lunch while we wait out in the van. All of a sudden my little brother is sitting next to me. Should I tell him we're in a dream? Sure. I tell him while I tell him his eyes get big like he's in shock. The guy comes back with the food and then all of a sudden my dad is sitting on the other side of me. So, we ride away into the sunset on a lead the killer is someplace downtown and then the dream fades and I wake up.

Yesterday IWL I went on a bike ride up the mountain with my daughter. She had just run a half marathon so it was hard to keep up with her going up a steep grade.

In my dream last night I ran a marathon. I started out feeling young and strong and really in a good rhythm. As I got near the end though my age caught up with me, even in dreaming. It never got sleep paralysis slow, but I was barely able to finish the race.

I'm going on a run this morning IWL, but I think I'll pace myself.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I may have been flying through a neighborhood like the neighborhood I lived in as a teenager. It was a partly sunny, partly grey day. I landed in a backyard like my great grandmother's backyard.

I started walking along the side yard, toward the front of the house. My old landlady, Ms. U, was walking up from the front of the house, on my right side.

Ms. U still looked old, maybe in her late sixties. But she seemed to be in better shape, and to have a slightly smaller frame. She wore dark jeans and a dark green shirt, as if she were out gardening.

I waved to Ms. U. She reluctantly waved at me. It was like she didn't really want to talk to me. I knew why. It was obvious to her, like it was to me, that I wasn't going to be able to pay my rent soon. She didn't want to talk to me because she was disappointed in me.

Ms. U was now behind me. She met up with one of her friends. They were both going to walk down to the supermarket together. They were walking behind me. I turned right, as they did, and walked down the sidewalk, to the corner of the block.

As I walked, I thought that maybe I would be able to pay my rent, after all. Maybe I would get a job. Then Ms. U wouldn't be so disappointed in me. So, if all that was going to happen, and I could believe it, why could't Ms. U? Why did Ms. U have to not talk to me?

At the same time, I got the feeling that maybe Ms. U wasn't very disappointed in me. Maybe she would talk to me, if I'd just slow down and walk with Ms. U and her friend.

The sidewalk was gone. But we weren't walking on the lawns of the front yards. We were walking on grass like grass that edges vacant lots. The grass was dry, tan, rough, and clumpy. There was a wooden fence to my right at one point. At another point there was at least one orange traffic cone. I kept feeling like I was going to lose my balance and fall into the road.

Dream #2

I was sitting in a restaurant. My table was basically all by itself, in a space that looked like the hallway of a house. It was dark, lit by a dim, blue light, like candlelight in a blue, glass holder. My table was in a little, doorway like niche in the wall. I sat so I faced the restaurant's front door, which was barely visible to me from where I sat.

I knew that there were a lot more tables in another room. The room was somewhere off to my right, i.e. down the hall, and around to the right through another hall.

People kept coming by, apparently angry or jealous of me for having this table all to myself. Some of them started trying to do things like leave their stuff on my table.

One person had a huge, black, wire-cart, like for laundry or groceries. She tried to slide it in between the unused chair of my table and the wall. I stood up and said, "Don't put your stuff in that space!" I moved the cart right out of the way. I may have stuck it in some dark corner just off from the niche I sat in.

I decided that people were jealous of me because they thought I had this space all to myself. So I tried to make it look like I wasn't alone. I laid my bookbag and my jacket on the opposite seat, like somebody else was sitting there. I then pushed the seat far back, so that nobody would try to sit anything behind it. I also figured I'd act like I was waiting for someone to come back.

Time passed. I was now being sternly lectured by a Meryl Streep-like business woman in a white blouse and long, beige skirt. The woman demanded to know why I had been away from my seat for so long.

I vaguely remembered that I had had to go out the front door of the restaurant to help people who were loading something out of a semi-truck's trailer. It had, I remembered, seemed really important for me to have done this. If I had sat here instead of gone out to help, I suspected that this woman would have been yelling at me for that, instead.

The woman told me, "Don't you know we have an important client coming to visit us today? How long were you runnning around outside? Do you even know? Even if it was just a few minutes, the client could have come inside while you were missing. He could be wandering around lost in the restaurant right now. And we wouldn't even know it!"

Dream #3

I woke up. I pulled my blanket off of myself and looked at the upper right corner of my bed. My bedroom light was off, but my hall light was on, and it lit my room a bit. My blankets and sheets were brown.

There was a fly crawling across the corner of my bed. This kind of disgusted me, as if it were a far worse insect than a fly. I brushed the fly off and started worrying about bugs.

I stood up and walked down the hallway -- possibly (I'm not sure), because I heard a strange noise coming from my bathroom.

I got to the bathroom. The lights were on and were really bright. The shower was running, which was odd in itself. But after a moment of focusing, I realized that the shower itself was acting weird. The water was rushing way stronger than usual, and the nozzle seemed to be spraying out in a few different, weird directions.

I looked closer at the shower pipe. I now saw that it didn't even have a head! No wonder it was spraying all weird. I decided to shut off the shower water and figure out how to solve this problem.

I turned off the water. But now there was a strange rumbling in the bathroom. The walls seemed to shake. Suddenly the portion of the wall just beside and below the shower pipe began spouting out water through little holes! The force of the water I'd shut off was so strong that it had burst through the wall in little, fountain-like holes!

I stood back from this and watched it all. I knew that this kind of plumbing problem was much more than I by myself could handle. I'd have to call in my landlord.

I really didn't want to have to call in my landlord. I knew he was already against me for a number of reasons. I didn't want him wandering through my house, peering aroud like he thought he'd find some sort of incriminating evidence about me. But I knew, regardless of the inconvenience to me, that I'd have to call the landlord.

But now, suddenly, the wall over the side of my bathub also burst open with little fountains of water! These fountains of water were either bright pink or else left bright pink stains on the wall. The fountains of water were also more like jets -- they blasted in a flat, sideways pattern, along the wall, almost like sheets of water pouring down a sidewalk on a rainy day.

And then all new things came out of the wall! I thought of these things as leaks and water. But they weren't water: they were steel. They were like surgery or dentistry implements, stainless steel devices, attached to steel cords, like the ringed cords on receivers for payphones.

Some of these cord may have had robotic, or even white-gloved, hands attached to them, holding the implements. The number of cords, hands, and implements springing out of the wall seemed to be increasing and increasing, cluttering up the whole top of the wall.

Dream #4

I was with a couple of men, one of whom may have been my brother. The other man was something like an ex-Marine. He was tall and muscular, slightly tanned, with blue eyes and pale-blonde hair in a buzz cut.

We were in some kind of suburban area. It was possibly early morning, just before sunrise. We may have started out at a house or a small shop. We were loading things into a truck. These things were either items for security systems on houses, or else they were nuclear bombs.

We drove in a pickup truck to some place. As we did, I thought about what we were doing. The man may have been talking to me about it as well. I knew we were definitely installing security systems on houses. But we also had nuclear missiles in our truck, and we were definitely concerned, in some way or another, with a slightly touchy situation regarding nuclear deterrence.

We drove into and through a big parking lot, to a small, one-story building, possibly with white walls and a flat, steel-siding-like, blue roof.

Somehow I now saw as if I were now twenty or thirty meters behind the truck. Missiles were being pulled out of the back of the truck. There were probably two missiles. I only saw their tail ends. They looked like the tail-end of an X-15 manned rocket, not a missile.

I now stood just inside the building with the man. There were a few other people about, including a few little, Latino children, apparently. The inside of the building felt completely unused. There were no lights on, though there may have been some dusty office equipment. The front window may also not have had a glass pane in it.

The man and I were talking (somehow -- telepathically?) about some woman who had had some sort of difficulty in her professional life.

As we were talking about this, I kept hoping I'd just say the right thing. I felt like the military and government had me under suspicion. My appearance alone, I knew, marked me as suspicious. If I said the wrong thing, I'd be detained for sure.

I wandered down a front deck and onto the parking lot, toward the Latino children. I was still "speaking" with the military man. The kids were looking at a hole in the parking lot. It was a rectangular hole, about three meters long and two meters wide. It seemed to go down a long way.

As I looked into the hole, it began to appear as if it held something inside, like a gigantic birthday cake. The cake was covered in frosting that was colored with brilliant swirls of blue, turquoise, green, and white. Tropical fish, either plastic or sugar, also adorned the cake.

I was now "speaking" to the military man about how the woman we had been discussing was probably suffering from an animus possession. She was letting the male side of herself dominate her personality. It was making her overly aggressive, so that nobody could work with her.

As I "spoke" of this, it now became my task to scrape frosting off the cake. I was scraping huge, huge globs of solid green, solid blue, and solid white frosting off the cake. Occasionally I'd also scrape off a few fish.

The scraped-off frosting all went into some deeper part of the pit. It was now like the cake was L-shaped, so that the upper left quadrant (as I faced it) of the rectangle was left free for this deep pit, this extra space for the frosting.

But I noticed that as I scraped off the frosting, it became kind of mushy and unappealing. It still looked very sweet. But on the cake it had been firm, which would, I assumed, add to the pleasure of the taste. Off the cake it was just sickly sweet and mushy.

I wondered why the frosting had to be scraped off the cake, anyway. Someone apparently thought there was excess frosting on the cake. But I didn't. I thought the frosting was good, and that there was just enough.

I woke up in middle of the night and figured to just go for it I flip onto my right side and start imagining a mall that was by my old house. when I got into the dream I found myself at a park by the same house and was truly amazed by the realness of everything I was experiencing. I sat at the park watching old acquaintances play basketball for awhile and then decide to go for a walk after seeing someone I don't particularly like playing. I walk through the field through scores of people playing catch and head for the jungle gym. I stay there for a bit and start feeling myself pull from the dream so I started to spin, this has been the first time this technique has stabilized the dream for me. I climb off the jungle gym and a dog approaches me, I walk to it and pet it feeling it's soft fur and smell it to the familiar sent of dirty dog. I decide to see just how real these dreams can get and I start searching my pockets for a knife, I couldn't find one but thought to myself there has to be one around so I turn around and see about 4 knifes on the ground next to me. I pick one up but don't particularly like it but suddenly about 10 more apeared on the ground before me and I swap it out. I start walking toward the street and stabbed the first person I saw in the throat, the knife felt some resistance but no mark was left on the dream character. I drop the knife and see a blond girl in a car and decide to give driving a try. when I approached the car she looks at me asking if I needed the car and I shook my head yes. She politely steps out and starts walking down the street while I hopped in and put it in drive and just take off. I speed like nothing could stop me but then my car randomly starts flying and I end up on a col de sac and hop out. I walk up to a door and ring the door bell to see the same blond open the door, she invites me in and I find myself in a house resembling my friend Brady's house. She walks away into a room and I decide to follow and when I get there the blond was now completely naked. She looks at me seeing I felt awkward but says don't be shy and hops into a bed that's near her. I ask her if she would change into my girlfriend and she looks as me as if there was more important business but does so anyway. I climb into bed and we start to do it but she starts talking to me, she tells me that he stole it and when I ask what she says the white diamond from when I was little the one I got from the boss. (While this makes no sense to me now I had a strong assurance I knew what she was talking about at the time). A man with black hair walks into the room and she says it's her brother and they start talking but I don't pay much attention. He then turned to me with a glare and says something along the line of "If you like tad-pulls named ted then it would seem we have you in our hand". I turn around and the woman now had black hair and looks shocked. Suddenly everybody in the room myself included turned into porcelain and we all shatter ending the dream.

I remember being in our school's gym. It was weird, because where our weight room used to be is where there were some flights of stairs that went up to very big suites. I "lived" in one of those suites while I was in the dream, but by myself. I was now sitting on the bleachers in the gym. For some reason, I was getting dressed. I had only my underwear on when a flood of people from my school came down the stairs. I quickly ran to the bleachers, covered myself up with my jacket and pants, and sat there. Everyone sat on the bleachers where I sat, but they didn't notice that I was unclothed.

One of my coaches asked me from below, "Sydney, can you come do blah blah blah?" (can't remember what he said) I replied, "Um no. (Then I noticed it sounded rude) I'm about to leave." He nodded, and walked out the open gym doors.

Oh yeah, as I looked outside from where I was sitting, there was no sun shining, it was just cloudy and bright.

Most of the people were still sitting there from my school sitting on the bleachers with me. As I looked at all of them, I noticed they were wearing costumes. As if it was a special day and they had to dress up or something like that.

A few seconds later, someone said, "Okay, lets go!" and jumped off of the bleachers. The others did so as well. As soon as the gym was empty, I slowly tried to pull the jacket around me and zip it up, but I noticed that it was already around me halfway zipped up, and that my pants were on. Confused, I zipped up the rest of my jacket and climbed down off the bleachers.

I headed towards where the weight rooms used to be, and was welcomed by a huge "old Egyptian pyramid like" set of stairs. I sauntered up them, all the while looking around at the bright lights that looked like they were coming from nowhere.

Once I reached the top, I saw two sets of stairs. Confused once again, I went to the left set to try first. Once I finished those, I looked to my right and found my suite! I entered and found my mom standing there. I have no idea why she was there, probably to welcome me or something. We looked around for a bit in the kitchen. Once we opened the fridge (or pantry, I'm not sure what it was), I was greeted by delicious delicacies. Or, what I thought was. I saw at the bottom a couple of candy bars. And maybe a coke or two. At the top, there was a small bag of Aerated Hershey Kisses, my favorite. I held them out to my mom, my face bright. She nodded and smiled. "Don't eat everything though," she said, "They might get angry."

I didn't know what she meant by they, but I didn't care. I put the Kisses back into the fridge and closed it. I told my mom I would look around some more. She said okay, and went back downstairs to the gym. I remember searching my room, but finding nothing interesting (or I just couldn't remember it). For some reason, I ran out of the suite, maybe in an effort to catch my mom for something. Ran down the stairs without falling, and asking her something. Then I sped back up the stairs to the suite. Now I would check out another room. I always wanted to look at this room. It was full of cool things! When I first walked in, I was greeted to a rack of dolls. There was one doll that you could press on and it would make noise. This doll looked like a little boy. I pressed on his hand. He started singing a song, it sounded familiar, but only in the dream. He was singing a very hard song, and there was white noise behind it, so it sounded a little distorted. Once it finished, I looked around some more.