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The dream began in my kitchen. I was looking at a basket full of eggs. The momma bird was inside of the basket as well. She was trying to get the eggs to hatch.

There were too many eggs for the momma bird to take care of, and a few broke. I put the broken ones in a container full of water. The broken eggs hatched in the container. The water was suddenly full of blood.

These weird alligator/gecko things came out of them. I put the container in the kitchen sink, and then all the eggs were in the container and hatched as alligators. The momma bird became a mini alligator.

I suddenly decided that the alligators had to go, so I opened a cupboard and found the class of 2011 in there. They were tiny, and they told me I would have to hold hands with one of them and one of the alligators to get the alligators home.

I agreed, and we held hands. Nothing happened except that the alligators became sacks of sugar.

I found myself in a city. This city looked quite depressing. The streets were of yellowish stone with a bit of sand on top, buildings were of the same yellowish stone. Streets were cramped. There weren't too many people on the streets. Maybe a couple of people per block. The searing heat from the sun made walking there almost intolerable. The clothes people had on looked very arabic in nature. What you would expect to see from saudi arabia / northern africe a hundred years back or so. All in all, it was either a third world country, or I was living in the past, near the equator.

I was carrying a djembe. (A percussion instrument of african origin). I found myself a place to sit with a few people that would hear me play. And I played a little beat there. Apparently I was a beggar, who tried to gain any money he could by performing on the streets.

A fight arose between me and a couple of other people (also beggars, street performers) when I'd taken the place they usually use. They threatened me with violence. So I left.
------I wondered around the streets a bit and chose another location in which to do the same thing all over again. However, that did not last for long. Apparently the other beggars were serious about being the only ones on the same part of town. They appeared to me and said that I'd better get out. I ran away at this point

They (the two of them) got after me, though not running. Just light jogging.

I quickly turned around the street corner and panicked. I needed to get out of here quick. I went to the market area of the block. I found a small closet like room on the side of one of the houses which was not locked. I opened it and went inside. The door had cracks, and I saw how the other beggars passed it. I waited a while before coming out of there. I found another place to perform near me and strarted. Didn't take long for me to be found by the other beggars. I ran away again and they ran after me full speed.

I managed to find a cellar type structure near me, with a metal mesh as a window to the street. I cramped myself in there, trying to not make noises so that they wouldn't realize to look in my direction when they walked past me. After this I took my knife from my backpocket.

I left my djembe there and started creeping around the town centre. I quickly saw where one of the beggars was and creeped behind him, and stabbed him in the shoulder. The other beggar saw me from 20 meters away and was terrified, left his junk there and ran behind the corner.


END DREAM

Dream end was not sudden, yet that's the last thing I remember, really.

6/23/2011
The dream is first person, I'm myself and am accompanied by a sciencey looking man, a woman, and her child. We go downwards into a vault type area and see the most horrible things in front of us. As we walk through this darkened metallic area we see to our sides great machines that work away all day under a building... They're grinding people. The gore is massive, endless and disgusting. Great gears and spiked spindles tear apart the meat and produce rain of red into a giant consuming pit under each. There is little or no dialogue between us as we reach a fork. To the right is light from a hole in the ceiling and to the other is an elevator; and by my suggestion we open the elevator. Inside there are dozens of floors on the panel outside the elevator but only three appeal to me, S1, S2, and S3. I press the button for S3, and when the doors open the entire elevator is covered in the gore we saw earlier, and it appears darker than our current area. I quickly close it and decide that S1 is probably nicer. As I guessed, the doors opened and it looked totally normal, metallic and safe. I usher in the child and woman and send them off. Next up I open S2, which is considerably less frightening than S3, although still fairly disgusting. I reopened S3, and sent in the man, who was now a Marine looking guy with a machine gun. I closed him in and he wasnt very happy about it when he was sent off.
Now, I have a gun and head into S2 sending myself down. When the gears grind to the bottom and I reach my destination the hallway is extremely narrow and ends about two steps after i enter. Then, it begins to open and as it does the insides of the walls im expected to walk through are covered in the grinding saw blades that did wonders on making mince out of the bodies and the entire time I walked through the ever opening passage I felt like I was going to die at any moment. Then, in a truly theatrical manner some kind of creature pulls itself out of a pit of gears and says something canon to what you would expect for entering its lair.
I remember saying something to myself like, this wont be scary I've seen it before and as I thought it was a recycled sprite from some game or other and the dream suddenly turned third person. A few gunshots later and I was able to kill it, then it zooms out and im in my bedroom playing this "game" I had imagined. After a short conversation with my brother who walked in about the game a score screen came up... Heh, Resident Evil was always fun wasnt it? Thats what we called it.

6/20/2011
My dream started with a city I've never been in and a house I hadnt either. It was designed in a newer esque futuristic hipster way and I lived with a different family. However, I was still me and the girl I was getting in trouble with in real life was still her. I felt the families disappointment in me, a true reflection of what I assumed was what my real family was feeling. Also, the father figure threatened to destroy my Spiral Knights fountain of marble if I kept up my nonesense. I wish I had one of those.
Later I was outside a resturaunt in my dream and called out to one of my good friends and teachers inside, she comes out and we start to walk to mcdonalds. After we leave I walk outside the mcdonalds and it transformed into a gas station. A nearby cart had chips in it so i ripped out the bag of sun chips (stealing I assumed) and walked with her into the darkness with it.
Here comes the weird part, as we went up the side of a steep hill off the road next to a line of cactus she fell. I tried to catch her but was too slow, and then she began to fall and tumble down the hill itself. I was confused as she began to RIP down the hill like she was being pulled down by an unseen force. As I ran after her, I noticed a person sitting out of the corner of my eye. I stopped and said "You"... The thing appeared in front of me and was laying down, without pants. It was offering itself up to me, and i asked "Is this what you want?" it nodded and it just emenated evil. I threw something in its face that I later assumed to be a bible and I felt the thing was a demon of lust. After defeating it somehow I ran down the hill and saw stickers everywhere, which i assumed i needed to find all the letters of my teachers name to get her back to life somehow.

I figued that this story was a show that I learned my lesson with girls, that I choose my education and friendships (symbolically my teacher and friend) over common lust. Proud of myself.

6/23/11
Dream was sorta odd. was watching a movie from the cameras perspective. Paused it, went downstairs, and proceeded to completely forget the next couple of minutes. Like, not in real life, but in the dream. As though I'd blacked out. Went back upstairs to watch the movie again, then one of those new alerts that takes control of the TV came on, warning of a giant volcano that had erupted under Vermont. Then I freaked out, because it was one of those apocalypse sized volcanos that wipes everything out, like in 2012, but then I found out that it was just in the movie. Then I woke up...

I'm here because less than an hour ago, I had the strangest experience of my entire life. Right now, I'm feeling a little freaked out, and more than a little embarrassed that I'm actually going to share all this with other people. I'm not sure if I'm going crazy, or if there's something behind all this. The former is more possible than the latter, I think. However, if this is a community about dreams, I need somebody to help me with mine.

First, a little history:

I'm 29 years old. Single mom of two kids. I left an abusive marriage about three years ago, and never looked back. I've always had trouble sleeping, and suffer from severe insomnia at times. When I do sleep, I always dream vividly, but really wild stuff. I suffer from night terrors, and I wake up not knowing where or who I am. It usually takes several minutes for me to calm down. I believe this is the cause of my insomnia simply because it is so much easier to just NOT sleep than it is to deal with the horror of waking up petrified and paralyzed.

I also never, ever sleep during the day. An hour or two in the mornings, coupled with the fifteen minutes here and there throughout the night that I get usually keeps me going just fine. However, about three hours ago, I suddenly felt so tired that I had to lay down and take a quick nap. I wasn't reading or watching television. I was simply sitting on the couch relaxing, got incredibly sleepy and closed my eyes.

I knew I was dreaming. There was a guy there, and I told him (very calmly as if I had known him for a long time) that I was dreaming and how funny it was that I was asleep in the middle of the day. He was very tall and broad. I felt so tiny next to him. His dark blond hair curled a little at the ends, and he wore it in a low pony tail. He also had a full beard and mustache. When I say he was big, I mean he was just massive. Not in any kind of an overweight or muscled way. He was just BIG. More than anything, however, I was struck by his eyes. They were blue and beautiful. But, I also knew him. At that moment, I knew who he was and I was more comfortable with him than I've ever been with anybody. It was like he was my best friend in the world. And his eyes were so soft and smiling and kind. I kept calling him by two names: Dustin and Zachary. I used both names just like I'd been using them my entire life, but I know nobody of either name.

We were sitting in a living room, but not mine or one I'm familiar with. He was telling me things, and I kept saying that I had to remember it all when I woke up. He was telling me not to worry, it was all okay and that for now, I just needed to listen. I KNOW that what he was telling me was the most important thing ever. It was something I needed to know. Not like how to obtain world peace or anything like that. It was stuff for ME to know, and I had to know it. I felt myself start to wake up, and I began to panic and fight it. I started telling him that I didn't want to wake up, and that I needed to stay right there with him and listen to what he was saying. He just smiled at me real soft and said EXACTLY, "Don't worry. I'll tell you all of it over again next time you find me."

I fought waking up so hard. I knew I was asleep, and I knew exactly what I looked like asleep. I'm not saying I could see myself per se. It wasn't like an out of body experience. It was just that I could see in my head what I looked like asleep. But, I was trying to push energy out of myself to keep myself asleep. I felt like I could physically PUSH being awake away from me if I just concentrated hard enough, but I lost and I woke up. The last thing that happened before I left that place and came back here was that he picked me up. Not like a little baby, but picked me up face to face and kissed me very softly and said, "I'll tell you again when you find me again."

Now, it's just an hour or so after I woke up and I'm frantic. I'm crying and feeling ridiculous because that was the most real thing, the most real emotion, I've ever felt in my life and I MISS him. I want him back. I'm not in love with him. This isn't a romantic thing. I just need him back. I need to see his face and hear him talk again, and I've got this thing saying that he's out there and now I need to find him right away. I seriously have spent the last hour on Facebook trying to compare pictures to the names "Dustin" and "Zachary". I'm so upset, and I feel like I need to find this person that I do not know to have him tell me things and I can't even remember what those things are.

Can anybody help me? Am I going insane? Is this something that has ever happened to anybody else at all? This wasn't a dream. This was real. It was so real. I was there and he was there and he's out there somewhere. I need to find this man, but that sounds crazy.

Excorcism

(keep in mind when reading this dream I an not a christian.)
Fa, and I was in a bedroom that was dark. There was another room where i knew and evil presence dwelt. In fact I sort of remember a previous dream where I was in hat room and some guy said, "An evil presence dwells in there,".

So I went into the other dark room and indeed felt really scared like something was there. For some reason I thought Calling on Jesus would make the presence go away... not sure why I thought that. I tried calling his name but I couldn't speak... it was really difficult. After a few minutes of trying to say his name. I did and I felt better. I began reciting the lord's prayer.

I woke up briefly and then fell back into the dream. The light was on in the room now and I was staring at myself in a bathroom mirror. I was finishing the lord's prayer when I saw something fall into the mirror. It was like that scene out of constantine with Keanu Reeves. I saw a demon in the mirror running about but it wasn't in the room. only in the mirror version. I began walking out of the room when I noticed someone behind me. A short east Indian woman I know from work. The shock of her being there woke me up.

Wierd

I was walking in some sort of lounge and I recognized a girl from junior high. She was staring at me and said I was a loser and a liar. After she said that her nose grew long like Pinocchio.

Sheets

I was in a strange store with some large Eastern blankets made that were a yellow color. In the dream Sam had sent them to me. I was trying to send them back. I was hanging them up on something and an older Pakistani woman was there, I felt she was Sam's spirit guide. I was telling the woman I was trying to send these blankets back to Pakistan because I didn't need them anymore.. She pulled up an image of a satellite photo of a town. She pointed to a particular street on the image and said "You need to go there,". she didn't say send them there or mail them there. she specifically said, "You need to go there"

I was driving around at night. I wasn't really sure where I was going, I was following the directions from a GPS.

On doing a left hand turn, I accidentally hit the curb. A cop came out of nowhere and gave me a $500 ticket for "driving on the sidewalk".

I was pretty pissed so I kept on driving. Everything was really dark. I don't think my headlights were even working. I came to a small subdivision. There was a house with so many flowers. The road and pavement was covered by these blossoming flowers that were growing all over the place.

The owners of the house saw me in their yard and invited me inside. I had to fix my car, which had now turned into an automatic wagon.

I left a few hours later, thanking the owners for a place to rest.

I was now with someone else and still following my GPS. The directions given to me by the GPS weren't making any sense.

It was daytime and we were in a big city. The GPS told me to walk around the corner of the building where I would come to a pond built behind it.

My friend and I followed the directions of the GPS and found the small pond. There was a staircase leading over it that lead to a door going into the back of the building. The door was locked.

"Hey, this might help!" My partner called out. There was a blue key in the small pond. It was resting under a leaf. I picked it up and unlocked the door.

Inside the small room there were three women. One of the women was blue, and the other caucasian with long, red hair. They were tall. The third women was of average height. She wore glasses and seemed to be the apprentice of sorts to the women.

The two outstanding women told us that they were the goddesses of water and healing, and that we had came to their realm with a purpose.

The woman with the red hair began to heal my partner while I focused on the blue woman. She pointed to a spot near my carotid artery and one of my chakras and told me that this was the source of suffering for me. She informed me that she was going to begin a healing ritual. IT FELT SO WEIRD. And awesome. It felt as if I was a transparent ghost, and a waterfall was rushing through my being. It was purifying.

When the goddesses had finished they began to engage in a sword fight with each other. They fought great and magical.

We were left in the room with the apprentice. She was sorting vials.

I started to think and wonder where I was and how this just happened.

"You're in a dreamscape," The apprentice answered.

Wait...Did I just say that outloud?!... I thought

"Nope," She announced.

...Telepathic? I wondered.

"Yep." She admitted.

So, for a while now, I have been dreaming of falling in love.
Beginning of dream: I am in MY house, but it's some one elses party. Guess who is hosting the party? The chubby kid from Super 8. So, I walk over to my room, and there is kids in it and they are dancing and doing this weird game. It's like a wimon says thing. Then this one guy I had been looking at says something funny and I laugh and suddenly everyone starts staring me. Then, this part is where I was like "wtf", he turns around and starts whispering to his friend and says "Who realize me and her have to make out now? It's destined." Yep. So I make a what the fuck face. Then the person hosting the party says they are going to move the party down to the basement. And I'm liek "okay." So I turn around and my really embarassing cousin is standing there. Go figure. She is giving me a basket and shoving chips and snacks in it to bring into the basement. Then she says something, but I don't remember what it was, and I say "yeah... okay..." and then I start to walk to the basement and through the basket to the side. When I get down there, the one guy I like isn't down there. And lets just say the whole rest of my dream consisted of me just sitting there on a couch in the basement with 3 guys down there barely speaking at all. Can't even get a guy in my dreams.

I was watching a movie of a couple kissing in bed. It made me want to do it.

Thursday, June 23rd

I. “Everybody Likes to Say Good Morning”

This dream doesn’t make very much sense. Here’s what was notable about it – it was a musical, directed by filmmaker David Lynch (therefore having many surreal and really creepy yet humorous qualities) complete with a song that I’d never heard before with lyrics and all, meaning that another unconscious composition was put into my head. I remember a bit more about this one than last night.

The melody and style of it I can compare only with that song “I’m Getting Married in the Mornin’” and the “Every Sperm is Sacred” song from Monty Python’s Meaning of Life. The costumes and dancing were actually a lot like the Python song now that I think about it. I also remember 3 lines of the lyrics, however none of them consecutive so there’s not any cohesion. The first line of the song was “Everybody likes to say good morning!” There was a call-and-answer part that was sung by one man and a group of women. I don’t remember what the man says, but I will make something up now that would work – it would have been the same rhythm and syllables as “The hair is all the rage now” and the women, I remember this specifically, answered with the rhyming line “Joined in fancy braids now!” There were two different endings to the stanzas. The one that happened most of the times I don’t remember all of but the last two words were “On parade.”

The other, which at the end of the song I was supposed to sing in David Lynch’s face in order to startle him awake (?) was “It’s all the same!” Someone cut me off and finished the song as I was about to do this though.

One big reason I became interested in lucid dreaming was to write and practice music in my sleep – I’d heard quite a bit about different bands doing that.

1. I'm in a bar, relaxing somewhat awkwardly at a table with my frenemy H.B. and his girlfriend J.J. The interior reminds me of a bar in my old college town, but the view out the windows is that of a bustling supermarket in my hometown. H. asks for a pitcher of water as I start texting with my own girlfriend. I turn around and notice that the bar proper is taken up by a line of sorority girls, dressed in black Playboy bunny costumes for a frat party.

2. I decide to go to my old grade school, touring it in a suit, but while doing so I run into people from all levels of schooling. John M. from high school I see in the bathroom, the high school art teacher I see in the hall (interviewing for a position here), and C.W. and S.A. from college I see on the stairs as I'm leaving.

3. I stay up very late watching some football game... then go to sleep. I FA into my own bed at 9 o'clock at night, and my brother is sitting on the chair beside me playing Nintendo DS. My mom walks into the room and starts to berate me for my lateness and asks me how I expect to eat.

I was in my basement with my friend Austin and one of his friends. He somehow created two Legend of Zelda games for GameBoy Color for both of us. They came in blue cartridges. We played for a little while, and the game was actually very quality for GameBoy.
Now it is the following morning, and my brother and carpool are ready to leave. I'm holding them up because I have to prepare a very quality steak, and I refused to eat it in the car. I took my time and ate the steak, and it tasted familiar and delicious. (Once I woke up and remembered the taste, I was actually surprised at how good the taste was, considering I was dreaming.) In the car, I played Zelda, but it was too hard, so I switched to Pokemon. Soon, my vision became the GameBoy screen and I used a Geodude and a Farfetch'd to defeat Gary Oak. Just as I was about to catch a female Nidoran, I woke up.

I don't remember all of it well but I'll write down the parts that I know.
So it kinda seems that we're on a field trip and I'm with my friends. It's an overnight field trip so we're kind of in a hotel with a bunch of beds in one big room and the chaperons are telling us to sleep, I guess. Some of us had to share a bed and I remember looking to my side and seeing Spencer from Pretty Little Liars asleep next to me and me saying something to my friend beside me about her, but it wasn't a good thing to say. I don't remember which friend it was or what I said but I said it. Next, me and that same friend wrote on the wall with crayon or something about Spencer and someone told us that the owner doesn't like it when people write on the walls. This seems pretty stupid so far, but it's what I remember.
Next the dream seems to jump to a high school. (I'm going to high school next year.) I'm with my friend and the high school is almost like a tower type thing. It seems pretty modern with glass windows and when you look inside it is very white and there is a black staircase leading to the classrooms or something. We appear in a classroom and a teacher that I know of named Mr. Scoville is teaching there. He isn't teaching there, he was just sitting at his desk telling us to be quiet but we never do. My friend Kylie is there. We were bored so we took this box and the box seems familiar. Now, I'm starting to remember that a teacher there quit or something and Mr. Scoville took over and rearranged the classroom and we recognize the box near us. We took the box and we looked inside. I can't remember what was inside but we laughed at it and joked around like we usually do when we're actually at school. Now I remember my friend Sam being there. Kylie and Sam are best friends.

That's about it. Some of it doesn't even make sense but it's worth writing down.

Missed some dreams the past few days, oh well. Went to bed around 1AM.. I think.. yeah. 1AM and Mom woke me up at 9:10AM, 10 minutes before my alarm would go off.

I was coming up from some rocky beach, which I'm sure had some cliffs and waves crashing against it, walking towards my friends house on a rocky hill. I could see into his bedroom because it was missing a wall (the house was like.. three stories high but had one floor and just super high ceilings). He had a tower of bunk beds that made up for it, so you could just crawl over one of the bunk beds and be inside his house or vice versa. There were probably 10 beds or so and he had one of those rope climbing things as a way to get to the top, like the ones you see at playgrounds with the little steps on the wall in front of it. There may have been a yellow slide too.

I'm in his room now and the walls are all burnt orange. The floor was hardwood and very light with a large, round antique rug in the middle, made of mostly reds as most antique rugs are. One of my friend's little brothers was on the top bunk, or almost, and I said something about climbing and being in a window. His brother called down, "That's actually pretty attractive." and I laughed because he's like.. 6 or 7.

I started climbing up but I was having a lot of trouble. Somehow, I made it to one of the middle bunks. My friend was there, at the end of the bed on his laptop. His youngest brother, about 3 (they're both a few years older IRL), climbed onto the bed to admire a blanket or something. I was hiding my face under one and he started laughing and trying to find me but I started tickling him through the blanket. I imitated his baby scream/laugh and he laughed even more. My friend was laughing at us too and that went on for a while until said friend wanted to show me a video. It was about some video game.

Then Mom woke me up.

PS Edit: I tooted after writing this and remembered there was something in my dream about farting.