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I think this one is particularly awesome for some reason, except for the fact that it just seems like hilariously shitty fan-fiction. I wish I could remember it more clearly, but this is the clearest dream I can recall so far.

I start out in this sort of shanty town/tent camp where I am an assistant to the Pirate King Deadpool. Really, he's just referred to as the pirate king, because he doesn't actually have any ships. His business partner and ally (and rumored lover?) Cammy White, the Merc Queen pays him a visit, and leaves shortly after with her small troop of guards.

Sitting on a barrel, Deadpool mentions to me that he needs to repay that favor. He stands and announces to his army his intent to kill and present one thousand enemy troops, the Blue Arrows with some special conditions - that their hands and insignias go unharmed, and that ten of them are captured alive.

And so we come to a beach - the sky is dreary, and the water at a very low tide. There are dunes where the water ends at high tide, and no birds though I'm not sure why this is notable. The battle starts. I don't actually remember much about the battle itself, aside from some random office worker (a somewhat Dilbert like character) going through a rather cartoony sequence of trying to capture the ten men who were to be left alive and them escaping repeatedly. Third time's the charm though, and he gets them. One of the men captured is a midget, and Deadpool mentions we'll release him later. He then threatens one of the men who accidentally maimed one of the corpses' hands.

Back at camp, Cammy is waiting for Deadpool, and he mentions what he's done. I woke up shortly after this.

Altogether the clearest dream I've had so far. Let's hope it goes uphill from here.

I have no excuse. It finally happened. I am now having clear recall but I made the mistake most of us do when we restart our commitment. I woke up with a few snippets. I acknowledged them and went back to bed without recording them and wallah. They are gone forever. Dang it. It has been only about 18 days for my recommitment to LDing. Welcome back to me.

I dreamt of a guy with a smile that stole my heart. I opened the door to him, I was at some place taking auditions, I loved him more than anything in the world, he was shortish, slightly plump with dark blond hair and red cheeks as if he'd been sunburnt or had been running. Next second we where a a large park type palce by a gigantic lake, we stood at a picnic table, watched by two or three people close by, I knew them somehow and they disapproved of us, and where going to punish me or something. I felt scared but brave enough to stay with him. Everything went black and I couldn't see but I could still his warm hand in mine, I woke up in a bright room and felt completely lost.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The only background info you need to know for this, is that my schools lunch prices are extremely reasonable in real life. Also, this dream was extremely detailed

I was walking and talking to my friend Eli on the way to lunch. It was hard and raining out. He was wear a black shirt with blank pants, like he almost always does. He asked me if the geometry quiz would be hard- and I realized that i never even studied for it. I made a mental note to myself to study for it during lunch.

As we got to lunch, it wasn't really the crowded. He sat down at the table we usually sit at and I went for the lunch line. I didn't really know what to buy, all of the food looked different, so I just grabbed some pieces of meat they had and a piece of bread. As I started to walk towards where you pay, I checked my pocket like I always do in real life. I had $5 and my ID.

The lady looked at my food, and kept looking for a few seconds. She said that the total was $25. I was astounded and just looked at her. I said "Are you sure??", she just smiled and said "Yes". I told her I only had $5 and asked if I could put it back. She just said that once the food has been moved, you cant put it back. She said that they would have to start a loan for me to pay it off.

I looked over at Eli sitting on the other side of the room and just wished that I could sit there and didn't have to go through this crap with the lunchlaides. The lunchladies just started to talk with the other lunchlaides about the situation with me. I honestly didn't think it was that big of a deal, but they were going crazy over it.

I didnt have an alarm set, it was early than when I usually wake up, and I woke up pretty fast. Maybe I was trying to go lucid but forgot that part?

I was in a supermarket, there was a guys competition and they're handing there watches as a bet, I took my watch and looked at it, I thought of not competing. Someone came back from the group as a victor, after that we had to go home and we sat on magic symbol on the floor, when some of us would change position a light colour would change, red , orange, yellow. suddenly I remembered that the correct color was yellow. Some of them go transported, a friend helped me see where they had gone, and he said, they didn't go back... they went into a dimension within themselves, I took the same route, and I was fumbling with somestuff on a giant touch screen and I could see how the years would go by I was getting older and older till I got out of that place and saw a friend, I cried when I saw him saying I missed you so much while I hugged him.

I was back home in FL, Amelia Island.
And I was with someone, I'm not sure who, and we were back in the most beautiful forest area on the island, sight seeing, the gold sunset coming through the trees, and talking about the environment.

Then the second half of my dream; I was driving in a vehicle by myself around the town and then came across some new building I wasn't familiar of, then I remember it fast forwarding to me sniping off a roof, at night, at a couple people.

It didn't seem to be a nightmare, thankfully.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in the hallway of my apartment buidling. I was at the other end of the hallway from my apartment. There were two black boys, one kind of tall, both probably in their early to mid teens. One of the boys saw me and wanted to do something disrespectful to me, so he spit in the hallway, near the top of the stairwell going down.

I was now in my doorway, yelling at a few adults, who were also all black. I asked why people needed to keep doing this kind of stuff, not only to me, but to the whole apartment.

Somehow a really big, thuggish-looking adult possibly dressed in a red hooded sweatshirt, black bubble vest, backwards cap, and slightly tinted eyeglasses began to beat me up. He pounded and pounded on me until I was lying on the floor. Something may have been really wrong with my left shoulder, as if the man had almost torn it off.

But I may possibly still have stood up after this to run after one or two of the adults who were now walking away, down the hallway. I told them that I wasn't going to stop complaining just because of what they'd done to me.

Dream #2

I was out on some lawn which may have been surrounded by some kind of small building, like a wide villa. It was a kind of pale, slightly overcast day.

I had possibly done something bad, and now some woman possibly wanted to get me in trouble for it. The woman may have been a few years older than I, with a kind of thin, rough-looking face, pale blue eyes, and very short, red hair.

The woman was really taunting me. I finally felt so threatened that I grabbed the woman by her ankles, swung her around, and threw her up in the air. She went pretty high, then she landed. She seemed injured. But now I just wanted to kill her. So I lifted her back up, spun her around, and slammed her back down to the ground. I did this a few times, until the woman had been smashed so much that she was finally dead.

During the last few throws, I saw that there were two men watching me from a porch. On the woman's last fall, her body bounced up onto the porch, then actually tumbled down into a smallish, plastic cooler that was full of ice and sodas. I slammed the lid down on the cooler.

The guys were still staring at me. One was younger. The other was very old. They both looked kind of grizzled and wore worn old clothes and cowboy hats.

I thought I'd impress them somehow, so I opened up the cooler and pulled out a Dr. Pepper. I sat it on the porch and made some weird comment about how the woman's body had become a Dr. Pepper and how it would taste so great to drink because of that.

The men "told" me that I had killed the woman because I didn't want her to tell on me and get me in trouble, but that now the police knew the woman had been killed, and I'd be getting in even more trouble. I should probably get out of here before the police came around.

I agreed. I started taking body parts out of the cooler. But the body parts, mostly just a bunch of shapeless chunks of meat, were all inside of white paper bags from Wendy's. I sat the bags up on the porch. I asked the men if they would hide the body parts for me, so that the police wouldn't find them.

I was now leaving. The two men were sitting in a room back from the porch. The room was dim. The two men sat side by side, with their backs to the wall opposite the doorway. As I walked away, on the lawn, I asked the men if we would still be able to cook the woman's body parts and eat them like a hamburger. The men said that we would be able to do it.

"In fact," the older man said, "You've already eaten a hamburger made out of humans."

I thought back and realized, with surprise, that the man was right. There was a man just a while back. His body had been turned into a hamburger, and I had been fed his meat without even knowing it! I had been tricked into cannibalism!

I was now in some bathroom that looked like an outhouse or a bathroom that you might see at a camp in the woods. I was in a stall. I kept coughing and pulling meat out of my mouth. The meat was yellowish and looked kind of like fish or curried chicken. It had the texture of fish. I had apparently not yet swallowed any of this meat. I hadn't even chewed it very much.

I think I vaguely recalled two dreams tonight. I'm fully aware that I dreamed 3-4 dreams in total tonight, but I only recall one vividly, and one extremely vaguely. Worth to note that I was slightly drunk when I went to bed, and I was really tired as it was quite late. I also began practicing awareness training during the day.

All I remember of the first dream is that I was making some kind of potato dish with slices of apple in it. That's literally all I remember.

The second dream is a lot more vivid. I dreamed about my stepdad and my step-granddad.

Kjell (step-granddad) was apparently entering some kind of competition, and needed to borrow my calculator and my glasses. He was extremely nervous, and wasn't really acting like he usually does. I recall standing in a hallway and looking at him and knowing that he was nervous. My stepdad was there aswell, and was driving with him to this event. Shortly after they left though, they came back. The event had apparently been cancelled, and kjell seemed extremely relieved about it. When they came he acted just like he normally does again. I noticed that they were back because I heard something by my balcony door (I'm in my own apartment now, suddenly), and I look out to see my stepdad drawing something on it from the outside. I looked at it, but it appeared to be just scribbles to me. He was drawing with a lead pencil. After he had finished drawing that, he started drawing something on my clothing, but quickly realized it didn't work too well and stopped.

Then he asked if he could borrow my hammer, which I let him have. He apparently needed it to build something with an unidentified dream character. I sat there and talked to them for a while and watched them as they were building the device while playing around with the hammer when they weren't using it. Apparently the head of the hammer was twistable, and it was very rusty.

That's all I remember. I'm aware that I had more dreams tonight, but I can't recall anything about them.

I ended up taking a nap from 1AM-3:30AM.

I had a dream that was a combination of the "Gimsons" (Simpsons) and Family Guy but I couldn't remember the name of Family Guy, so in a later dream I was arguing with people (?) about it and I lost the dream because of it lol So, who knows what all that was supposed to be about

In another dream, I watched a series of events unfold where something at a dining room table caught on fire and fell onto something else (a spoon, I think) which landed on another thing and made an alarm clock go off. I then watched (in first and 3rd person) as an Asian woman walked through a lot of different rooms to get to the back of the house. For some reason, the cops were called. They asked her if she understood what "A Beautiful Mind" was about.. that the man KNEW things (mathematically) and didn't have to go through the motions like she was (paraphrasing- can't remember the exact words anymore). She then went on to explain herself, which I've also forgotten.

The next thing I recall is being on a bridge... no, under a bridge. There were work trucks and stuff on top of the bridge which I guess, wasn't a bridge at all but some sort of dock or loading station or ??? Another series of events unfolded. The bridge splits in half and the vehicles started falling off. Everyone starts running, but their struck and killed by the vehicles. A woman is knocked out so some blond-haired guy picks her up and starts running with her. They're grazed by something, though and the woman falls into the water. She's floats next to a pillar and I keep hoping she'll wake up, but she doesn't and drowns.
There was a conversation going on between the people before the bridge collapsed, but I've forgotten it.

In another dream, I found an enormously fat man using my shower. I give him a towel and everyone starts talking. My family (not real family, "I" wasn't in the dream) loved him. My dream husband loved him so much, he wanted the man to stay with us. The fat man had lots of problems with his mom and supposed friends, so hubby starts calling people from the guys cellphone and telling them they were through.
I put on the mans pants (?!) and disguised myself as a man and went outside for a walk. But as I walked, I remembered how badly the fat man smelled and I couldn't believe I was wearing his clothes.
When I returned home, the man had vanished. He returned to his mom thanks to my hubby's calls lol
There was some reference in the dream to "feeling my man-titties" lol but I don't recall the context.

In another dream, a cat made itself split in two so one half could suck on (eat) my 18 yo sons face and the other could suck on his leg. I plied the creature off of him, but then tried to joke about it with my son, saying "See how much this cat loves you? It tore itself in half." He laughed then walked off. Then I talked to him about something I had seen on TV about a "water cat" which does the same thing, but I concluded our cat isn't aquatic and is much too large to be related.

I recall a snippet about flying, something about GPS in a car and still getting lost and a hotel conference. But I've forgotten the details of those.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID
BOLD IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

From the night before last

A friend of mine from waking life was with me. (He was someone I had feelings of being in love with which had been returned to a tentative extent. It was not explored more than mentally and somewhat emotionally. The timing was not right for ethical reasons. We explored each others’ minds, to the extent I could at that time and it was exhilarating.)

We were outside, in the large front area of an old looking house. The house had perhaps that pinky colored brick (which inspires me with a deep feeling of beauty in waking life) used on two ends to create rounded walls, like they were slightly punched out of the house like columns, their windows facing us. Something about that shape was important. I felt a connection to family past.

Outside, where we were, was beautiful and warm. Like a cool summer day at sunset, when the colors are deep and warm and have the feint feeling of being lit from the inside. We were standing under an umbrella-ing tree. The greens and oranges and browns infused around and through us, as if it was a time when the smells come alive to flow slowly through the warm air.

There was some specific reason (the architecture, I think) that he didn’t like it. I told him I thought houses like these were beautiful! Told him about when I’d been in another one like it, I think with family, and how wonderful it was. Though I didn't feel angry or scared, the feeling of my awareness of his (sometimes pushy) tendency to criticize was with me.

I was exuberant about the love I’d experienced in that house, though I could feel something darker inside this particular, extraordinarily similar house as we stood outside. I didn’t feel very threatened by the darkness, more just aware and happily reliving parts of the joyful memories inside the other house. The memories were infused with a sense of family and connection and freedom of expression. Curious, I want to call it almost doula-like love with a lot of feminine energy.

I am skipping one massively awesome lucid dream to record this one. The one I'm skipping for the time being I recorded onto audio and will be documented here or elsewhere at a later time. The reason being, it is personal, and it is finally evidence of attempted fulfillment of my lucid task from April 2010: recollection of suppressed dream memories while in a lucid dream.

The following lucid dream occurred without supplements:

I emerged from blackness by opening my cellar door.

I clearly remember seeing the corner of the cellar door appear from darkness as I swung it open into the light of the garage. I stepped out and looked around. It was nearly identical to the way it looked over a decade ago. My grandfathers old brown Cadillac was parked there. I instantly knew "this is a dream!" I thought: this is very realistic and I won't be able to forget this moment.

I decided to fly out of my garage to look for something interesting to get into. With ease I lifted into the air and flew up the stairs. When I reached the door I told myself "Fly through it, this is a dream and I don't need to turn the knob." I flew into the middle and everything just went dark -I didn't emerge from the other side. I backed up and decided to fly under the door instead, which worked with perfect ease.

I flew through the entry hall and under the crack of the front door outside. I zoomed into the air about 15-ft and down the front walkway. When I reached the street I started to head down the block. When I passed my next door neighbors house I paused to think about if I wanted to explore it or not. I decided not to, on account of the fact that I did so in another lucid dream recently (Blackbird Flying).

The house looked inviting and cooler than in real life. There were lots of lights on inside, and some looked futuristic. I noticed my reflection as I started to fly away. It was not human. I appeared to be a wispy tan cloud with two glimmering blue star points of light representing my eyes.

I started to accelerate away from the house when I had an annoying thought... I have "900-things" to get ready for work Monday. I can't just fly away until they are ready... (Things get very hazy and I woke up shortly after this.)

What a disappointment to loose this extreme level of lucidity to anxiety vaguely related to a large work assignment.

What I'm talking about isn't a dream I had. It's an entry from my daily journal that, I guess, I really want to share. I didn't want to make it a thread, because it sort of is like a dream. I dream that one day we may understand eachother. I hope it makes sense, because really that is the point. It's actually something I shouldn't have to feel upset about. I feel it's like common sense, but that isn't alway so common either.So, feel free to comment. I'd love to hear some opinions, otherwise, enjoy my rant.

Quite honestly, I don't think I want to marry someone who doesn't understand, not for lack of the ability, but just because this person does not want to understand anything. Obviously, this person doesn't know how to communicate or what it is, maybe. How can you communicate with someone without understanding? You can't. They both need each other to exist. Someone explains something, whether it be knowledge or feelings, and the other person, first, acknowledges what that person has to say, then trys to understand, empathize, sympathize with those ideas and this leads to understanding. Why wouldn't one try to relate to another? Especially someone that is close to that person. I know that there are exceptions. That there are things that aren't worth understanding, and things that are impossible to understand, and things that aren't meant to be understood. But isn't it human nature to try, at least. Maybe it's not important to some people. Okay, I get that. But maybe they just don't know how important it is to be able to communicate and relate to others. Without communication, where would we be? Probably some place much darker and just worse than it already is. Everything starts with communication.

Non-Lucid


The second DJ entry today, as I didn't have time to enter them last weekend. This dream was as cool as the previous and surprisingly clear for a non-lucid.

The dream started just after the action; me and my classmates had been taken prisoner as slaves by some strange folk. I wasn't that worried at the beginning; we could always escape after a while since we weren't dead yet. But then one of the strange folk told me they killed their slaves after 31 days. They were still having a little conference about which slave would be assigned to who. While they were doing that they let us walk around freely.

I was thinking about escaping now, now they were all busy deliberating about us, but that probably wouldn't be a good idea, not this soon after capture. I figured it would be the best to play our role for a while. They didn't seem all to smart and the perimeters not too well guarded. If we would gain their trust (which seemed to be easy to do) we could just walk away in the middle of the night and leave them unaware of what happened. But to make this work, I had to make sure none of my classmates would take a run for it too soon.

So I looked for some classmates I trusted and told them about my plan and told them to spread the word around the rest. I just told that when all of us were told to get in line. We were each assigned to a different master and I was worried for a second this would make it hard to tell everybody about the plan, but as we all walked towards the line we got close to each other well out of hearing distance for the others, so we could spread the word even more easily.

We got in line and got assigned to different masters, but everybody went inside of the largest building around, and when I got assigned my master went there too. The inside of the building looked like a conference hall, and indeed a large chair standing on a podium was filled by the biggest and fattest of the strange tribe. I have no idea what he started yapping about next, but after listening for a while I realised he was talking Ancient Greece. Because I know a few words of Ancient Greece (it was one of my school subjects for half a year) I tried asking him something.

Too bad though, the dream ended there, so I never heard his answer or had a chance to try my daring escape.

Non-Lucid


I haven't remembered any dreams for a while and I didn't have the time to post the two I remembered last weekend, so I'll post both of them today. The first one was pretty cool, even though it wasn't a lucid dream.

When the dream began I was crawling through a ventilation shaft. After some crawling I found myself in a room with a staircase leading to an attic. There were five people in the room, busy cleaning up. I assumed they were janitors and I sneaked upstairs, trying to remain out of view. I failed miserably though, as one of them spotted me and went upstairs, following me.

When he got upstairs he grabbed a broom that was standing against the nearest wall and thrust it at me. I dodged it, took a quick step towards him, grabbed his left arm and flung him around and let go, smashing him into a pile of cardboard boxes.

He didn't appear out of the stack again but then the other four came upstairs. Because there were four of them against one of me in a cramped space like this, I was in the advantage. I kept throwing them in each other's path, hindering them alot but they kept on coming. Then they got out of the way and surrounded me in a square as large as possible, and the first janitor crawled out of the pile of now wrecked boxes again.

He started fighting me again, the others doing nothing but keeping me from running away. He was much tougher than the last time when I easily threw him aside so when I first grabbed him and tried to toss him aside he almost threw me away instead. The fight lasted quite some time but neither of us was able to get the advantage over the other. At the end I got tired of fighting and broke through the protective circle, throwing two of the other janitors aside. I leapt into another ventilation shaft before they could chase me. After some more crawling through the ventilation shafts I woke up.