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In some way, and without really realizing it until now, I had become the new leader of SD (a political party in Sweden which is hostile against immigrants). This is an extremely weird thing for me to dream since I do not support their opinions at all. In the dream I also felt that it was a bit weird, but then I remembered that I had joined SD in order to change their views somehow. I thought I had succeeded, but then I realized that people still hated SD and even felt that things had not changed a bit within it. I began thinking that if I really was their leader now there surely had to be lots of articles in the newspapers about me and I would be recognized by people and probably even hated. I started to get really worried and a little dizzy. I even started panicking a bit and thought about how my whole life was going to be ruined now because of this. I pictured an article about this, where it said that I had gone from being a person who were strongly against SD's opinions (or so it seemed... that sneaky bitch...) into becoming their leader. I wondered how the hell I had gotten myself into this mess and did not remember a damn thing about how it all had happened.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Told my co-workers yesterday about how dreams are made up. "What you fear will happen, will happen". The rest of the day, one of them; Björn. Tried inducing a sex dream with him involved, by telling me to think of stuff (which I always do, whatever the word is, I get a picture in my mind) and so on. He didn't quite manage to do it, but he was in my dreams. Fail you biatch!

Bedtime: 20.45

22.00: Sleeptalking
*Monica lie down next to me in bed. "Goodnight" I say. "Goodnight" she replies. "No damn bs now..." I say and fall back asleep. (She often wants to cuddle and stuff when I just want to sleep)

05.15: Fragments
*I'm with Björn on the subway. "I'm gonna show you my hometown" I say and he's about to see something awesome. I guess we were going to a party or whatever.

*I'm walking on a steep road with a very hot girl. We're talking about random things and I can tell she's really into me. I make a joke and she laughs, and approaches me. In a jokingly way she puts her hand on my dick. "I don't think Monica would like this" I think, but I actually don't care this time.

*There are snakes everywhere! They appear in groups and I have to avoid them by jumping around like crazy. Some of them actually try to bite me. A very frustrating dream.

Wake up: 05.15

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements before bed: 150 mg B6

That's it! I know the snake dream and the subway dream were alot longer. Sucky I couldn't remember more, but I guess three fragments for only eight hours of sleep is okay.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm standing just outside the window of a cream-colored building, looking up and into the building through the window. There is a sort of rectangular tower or column inside the building, wide enough for the name of the building to be displayed at the top in tall, narrow, bright teal letters made of molded metal. [The font is Times New Roman, or something like it.] I'm controlling what letters appear there by typing on a keyboard. First, I type “Walgreens Bookstore.” Then, my mom is standing next to me and rebukes me gently, telling me to put in the real name of the building. I backspace over what I've typed, and the teal letters disappear. I then type the real name of the building, “Public Library.”

Once again, I realize easily and naturally that I'm dreaming. Saying something like “Wait” to my mom, I turn away from the window and look to my left, intending to go and explore. The sidewalk I'm standing on outside the public library runs right along the edge of a river, which has more sidewalks and buildings all along both sides. The dream only lasts a couple of seconds before fading, though.

I'm lying on a mattress on a floor somewhere. There are blankets covering me, and my dad is bending down closely over me, as if to tuck me in. I'm breathing hard, and it feels like I'm being smothered. I start to panic, but then I think, It's okay. It's just a memory. I can't breathe because I have a stuffy nose in reality. [Which I don't, by the way, but it seemed logical at the time. Also, that must have been either a false memory or one from when I was really little.]

Dreamskip. I'm still on the mattress on the floor, but my dad is gone and the blankets aren't over my head. I'm in between two raised platforms [loft beds, maybe?] with shelves built into the sides, and there are all kinds of toys and books and stuff all over them. Someone says something about being in seminary. [I don't really remember this part.]

I find myself looking up at a white stucco ceiling high above me. Thinking I've woken up, I try to DEILD back in, and succeed. [LOL, I just performed a DEILD within a false awakening! Awesome!]

I'm back on the mattress on the floor again. This time, I reach out from the mattress to feel the carpet beneath it. It's brown and semi-shaggy, the kind we have in our current house. I'm not fully immersed or engaged in the dream, though, and it only lasts a few seconds.

When I woke up for real, I remembered and remarked aloud: “This house doesn't have stucco ceilings! All its ceilings are flat!” Only then did I realize that that had been a false awakening.

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Side notes:
I really like that brown carpet. I've noticed that in my dreams, any indoor space where I'm residing usually has that kind of carpet, even if it's not my current house. I think the reason I'm so attached to it, and therefore, the reason it shows up so much in my dreams, is because I helped pick out the carpet for this house, unlike at either of the other two houses.

Also, that public library is so going into my current NaNoWriMo novel. Most of it is set in a dream world version of Louisville, where I lived once and which is by a river.

I was driving in a large parking lot area with many people walking around. Almost like a parade. (This entire section is weirdly disjointed.) I remember there were police directing traffic and being worried I would get undue attention on account of driving a red car.

Adjacent to the parking lot there was a diner/hotel/bar building with a glass store front similar to an ice cream shop. In front of it, people were standing around. Kenan Thompson, a cast member from SNL was there dressed in a gray trench coat that looked dated. Vaguely like a Sherlock Holmes costume. I clearly remember thinking: "He is the kind of person I could actually be friends with."

I offered to give him a ride through the traffic/parade situation and he eagerly accepted. I went back to my car, looped around the entire active parking lot again, cops and all. When I got near to the building I didn't see him so I parked my car (which converted into the bike I rode when I was 14-years old) out front by leaning it against the storeroom window. I looked around for Kenan, and there was no sign of him.

I entered various areas lightly populated by workers. Near the far back end of the building was something like an old cheap looking dive bar/pub. I walked into the area, looked around, didn't see him among the old worn out looking patrons, turned around just in time to see Kenan downing a shot. I remembered him drinking earlier in the dream at this point. He looked sweaty and guilty. I asked him if he had been struggling with a drinking problem? He nodded awkwardly.

Note: I thought Kenan Thompson was hilarious in his first show All That and I do watch SNL (even though it's 95% horrible currently) - but I haven't given the man any serious or special thought whatsoever.

Giants
Me and either four or two other people were being held captive by two giants. I can't really recall how many other people but the numbers four and two stand out for some reason. The place where we were was on some house on top of a large, jagged hill. There was a single road that lead to it and there were cliffs on all the other sides. It was nighttime in the dream. The giants were cyclops. There were planning on eating us. We were in a simple room, which had floors and walls that were similar to an old castle's. I remember something about a glass buble/dome. I overheard the giants talking and they said something in the nature of us not being normal.

School Weirdness

There was something making noise upstairs before I went to school, we checked all the cabinets and drawers that aren't really in my parents' room. I think my room was also being haunted. I thought I was missing Coach Riley's class everyday, but then I realized that I had that class last year and was through with it . I kept forgetting school stuff. I apparently kept missing or not receiving assignments and knowing nothing about them. I was going to school at the freshman campus instead of the main. One of my friends apparently had a stalker that made voodoo dolls of him and sold them on the internet. She was from Japan. All of this came across my mind at lunch, I don't remember anything else about school. After lunch I went home. There were alot of rats under our house, but I could see them, it was like x-ray vision. We set up sticky traps all around the hole they used to get under it.

Wal-Mart

I was in Wal-Mart with a couple of friends. KV was there checking out at the register. I acted like I was cutting infront of her and the cashier yelled at me, but KV and I just laughed about it. After I paid for my stuff I continued to walk around. DD, my friend from when we were little, kept following me around. I went to the fish section. In the fish section I helped out some lady. She was very thankful and gave me $20. I can't remember what it was that I did, but I think it was originally intended as a joke.

Roaches (Fragment)

There were alot of roaches in my room. I remember spraying chemicals to try and kill them. In my dream there was a MythBusters episode on where they set up little devices that were the size of a dime, but square. The roaches would walk over these and be burned alive. I tried to get some of these for my room, but couldn't find any.

Car Noises

My mom and I were in the car. We were in a parking garage. My mom was driving. It was night time. I was eating a Snickers Bar. The car wouldn't start, but it was making clown noises. The car was off, but its headlights came on. The strange noises caused me to become lucid. I couldn't hold it.

Gas Station

We went to the gas station. I don't know who was driving but I was in the passenger seat. I put change in the gas pump, which was on the driver's side. The vehicle was a kind of truck, it was burnt red on the top half of the truck and a white or a silver color on the bottom half. I told the driver to move it our a little. I took the nozzle off the pump and the machine said "Out of Order". I woke up after that.

Last night I took 150mg of Ginkgo Biloba, followed by a brief period of exercise (50 pushups). In the past, this has greatly increased the amount of dreams that I either experience, recall, or both. I also attempted to incubate a dream in which I would be in the computer game Myst Uru.

Myst Party

I am at the church that I went to when I was little. My parents are with me, as are a couple of other people. My mother is eating a cookie, or a cupcake, or something like that. She tells me she got it downstairs. I ask someone else about it, and this other lady tells me that she got it "in the room beneath the rooms" or something cryptic like that. I know that by that she means that the cookie came from a room down in the basement near the boiler room, in an interesting set of stairwells and hallways that always fascinated me when I was little.

We sit down in a pew, either towards the back of the sanctuary or up in the balcony. I look over to the end of the pew and see a big sign that has been hand written. It is advertizing a "Myst" party, as in the computer game. According to the sign I am either too late for the party or will not be able to make it.

At the Mall

I get a new job, working as a security gaurd at the mall. I am at home with my family, and we decide to go shopping. When we get to the grocery store we were originally going to go to, it turns out to be the mall. I decide that since I am a security gaurd, I can walk along with them and shop, and still be able to do my job at the same time.

We split up. The rest of my family goes one direction, and I go another direction with a girl that I knew in college. We go into a couple of shops and look around, and somehow I loose my socks. I go into a gift shop where they are selling a pair of socks for $3. I debate for a while whether to get one pair or another. Then I check to make sure they are all $3. I see a sign on the box of socks that says $3, so I am informed of the price.

I go out of the back of this store, and keep on going. The girl is still in the mall, but I walk on down the street until I come to a grocery store. I go in and walk around, and then get a cup of coffee. Then I think maybe my family and the girl will wonder where I went, so I go back.

Back in the mall I meet up with everybody. They aren't too concerned about where I went.

Blue Blotch

I have some kind of a welt on my forehead, and next to this a big blue blotch. I am worried that this blue blotch may be the sign of some disease, so I look it up online. I know that looking up symptoms online is a bad idea, but I go to WebMD anyway and check it out. When I type in "Blue Blotch", I get a page with a terrible illness. It shows a deformed and barely recognizable person who is being killed by a disease that started with a blue blotch. I decide not to trust WebMD.

The Fair

In my old job, I often went to fairs to talk to people. In this dream, I am back at one of the fairs. It is cold and cloudy, and my mother is with me. We set out looking for a certain barn (I think it had model trains in it, but I'm not sure). We walk out to what appears to be the end of the fairgrounds, but I can see that beyond us is more buildings. My mother does not seem interested in looking anymore, so we go back to wherever we started.

Old Mr. cedward1

I'm an old man in this dream. However, I am a powerful old man. I seem to be very skilled at my job (I think I am a lawyer). I am well known and well respected. Some people probably fear me. However, I am all alone. I never wanted to marry anyone or have a family of my own, and now in my sunset years I begin to regret it. I wonder if it is too late to find a wife, but then I think that even now I might not want to give up my freedom.

For a brief period, the dream is about a queen somewhere who is in the same predicament. Then it is back to me as an old man.

I am eating steak and a baked potato. I pur butter on the potato, along with a bit of white cheddar cheese and steak sauce. I mash the potato up and eat. It tastes pretty good for being dream food...

... The dream changes quite a bit. I am no longer an old man, and am walking through the woods. It is late fall or winter, and all the leaves are off the trees. My job is to see if people have been logging near a creek that runs through the woods. I inspect a while, and then my mother's beagle runs away. She can't get it back, so I call it. The beagle come trotting out from behind a tree.

Another Shopping Dream

I am at my Granparents' house. Everyone goes shopping, which is referred to by an odd name like "simple country" shopping, supposedly because they are going bargain hunting. I decide to stay behind, but as they are leaving I change my mind.

We all go in to town. Some things happen that I can't quite remember.

I had a little to drink last night (in real life) and therefore my dream recall was poor. A bunch of fragments.

In which I build a house with slides instead of stairs...

I'm building a cabin on our family land in Louisiana. I add a second story loft which has two doors. One leads to a second story patio and the other leads to a slide that exits on the ground level. I forget to add stairs, so the only way to enter the loft is to climb up the slide.

In which I show up for a family dinner half-naked...

I'm at my in-laws house in their guest bedroom. My mother-in-law calls me to dinner. I'm wearing only a pair of pajama pants and no shirt. I'm comfortable so I casually decide not to put on a shirt. I walk into the dining room and sit down at the table, naked from the waist up. My in-laws look at me with shock. I realize I've made a very big mistake and that there is no way to take it back. From now on, they will think I'm crazy.

In which Bob Dylan babysits my forgotten child...

I’m walking around downtown when I suddenly remember that I’ve had a baby and I don’t know where it is. I can’t remember the last time I’d seen it. There begins a long and boring stress dream in which I first must find some quarters then find a payphone, then remember phone numbers to call various friends and family members. Then I had trouble reading the numbers on the phone and my fingers were like Jello and couldn’t press the buttons. I called my mom and a few friends and no one had any idea that I’d had a baby.

I decide to walk home and of course my legs will not work properly. I spend a lot of time dragging myself down sidewalks and trying to run. Eventually, I get to my house. I live in a small cottage with a picket fence around an overgrown garden. There are weeds and vines growing over the walkway and the patio. As I step onto the front porch, I can hear a baby crying through the screened door.

I enter a dark living room with the curtains drawn. In the corner, a ray of light shines in from a crack in the wall to reveal dust particles in the air and an old, pencil-mustached Bob Dylan sitting in a kitchen chair in his performance jacket and cowboy hat with one steel-toed boot rocking a crib in which a baby cries. He looks at me disapprovingly. I apologize for forgetting about my child. Bob Dylan shrugs his shoulders and leaves without saying a word.

Meu aniversário foi em setembro, e eu juntei uns amigos para passar o dia aqui em casa.
Sonhei que era meu aniversário denovo, e estava tendo um churrasco aqui em casa. Me lembro de algumas pessoas, como Gabriel, Gustavo, Konan, Jessica B e Aline B. Eu estava realmente surpreso por ter conseguido convidá-las.
Estavam todos sentados nos sofás laranjas que tem aqui em casa, mas esses sofás estavam no lado oposto de onde eles realmente são. As garotas estavam jogando tênis de mesa, meu pai estava assando algumas carnes. Me lembro de comentar com Gabriel "Cara, ja é meu aniversário denovo! Parece que a última festa foi ontem mesmo!".
Vim usar o computador por um tempo e, quando voltei, as garotas haviam sumido, assim como o Gustavo e mais alguém. Me disseram que eles tinham ido para um quarto. Saímos procurando eles. Mas, no primeiro quarto que abrimos, eu acordei.

Eu estava na minha cidade, no bairro Fazenda (provavelmente por que eu estive lá ontem a noite). Meu amigo Konan havia comprado uma loja, e estava começando um negócio lá.
A loja era um galpão, dividido em duas partes: a primeira só tinha estantes com produtos, a outra tinha algumas estantes e o caixa (onde ele estava).
Entrei e dei uma olhada no que tinha lá. Em geral, eram produtos alimentícios. Fui para a segunda parte e peguei uma negresco. Quando fui passar no caixa, percebi que alguns outros indivíduos haviam entrado na loja. Konan me disse que seria de graça, mas eu (com a mochila e a carteira nas costas) queria pagar.Quando vi que as pessoas que estavam perto de mim usavam coletes marrons e máscaras pretas (como as de velho oeste), entendi que eles iriam assaltar a loja, e que a bolacha sairia de graça para eu conseguir sair dali o mais rápido possível.
Quando saí, Konan me disse para ligar pra polícia. Estranhamente, eu usei a bolacha para ligar. Na minha primeira tentativa, eu errei e liguei para o número 180. Depois consegui acertar.
Uma mulher atendeu, eu disse que uma loja estava sendo assaltada. Ela, muito desconfiada, me perguntou se eu tinha mais detalhes, se eu sabia como tudo começou, etc. Eu insisti que não era um trote e saí da loja para ver o nome da rua onde estávamos. O nome da rua era "Dou E Dôu". A mulher respondeu, com tom sarcástico "ah, então só pode ser um milagre!"
Durante essa conversa, os assaltantes (que não deviam ser menos que 5) deixaram a loja com vários pacotes de bolacha e agradecendo ao Konan. Ele saiu da loja e eu falei para ele que não consegui trazer os policiais, pois a mulher que atendeu achava que era um trote. Eu disse que, em partes, ela estava certa, pois muitos trotes são feitos e eles deveriam cuidar mais disso.

We had to do some sort of mission or something I like, I remember using the car and being at a ceremony where my familiy members were recieving golden rings and my mother recieved an expensive looking crystal slippers.

Fragment Wedding
Non-Lucid

I was being married to my girlfriend of 2 years. The ring I had gotten her was humongous. The stone stuck out of the ring about 2 inches. It was ridiculous, but in the dream she loved it. All throughout the dream, there was this humongous ex-boyfriend of hers that I hated, but she invited him anyway. I'm a big guy, but this dude was damn imposing. He was about 8 feet tall, probably 450 lbs. Periodically through the dream, I'd walk up and he'd stand in my way, and I would have to ask him to move. We prepared for the wedding, setting everything up. There were large white vans with chairs and equipment inside. The wedding was to take place in an open, grassy park. We spent most of the dream setting up, and then the rest hanging at a reception. I don't remember the ceremony itself, but we were hanging out with everyone afterwards. Towards the end, the big ex starts throwing knives at me. He misses all four knives. I turn around, pick them up, and begin throwing them back. (I throw knives in RL, so naturally I'm really amazingly good in my dream) I stick 2 of them in his chest, and one in his solar-plexus region. The fourth hits him in the arm, where it joins his body, but it doesn't hit right and falls to the ground. He gets mad, and picks it up, and throws it back once more, hitting me in the chest. There isn't any pain, though I do realize the danger of having a knife that close to my heart. He starts throwing the other knives, but still misses me on each throw. I am worried that the knife in my chest will get bumped or something and pierce my heart, so I do the *smart* thing and pull it out. I start to throw the bloody knife back again, wondering how many more shots it will take to kill this guy, and I wake up.


Fragment Old Ladies
Non-lucid

This may be part of the previous dream, but I'm not sure. I am in this church type building. It's very very old. I'd guess late 1800s. There are vertical wooden board walls, and a stone fireplace, and somewhere in the building was a large grandfather clock. I remember there were 3 old ladies sitting in the main room on the bottom floor talking about the games their grandsons play. It had something to do with being on each other's shoulders, and tackling. I can't remember many specifics, but at the time the game sounded fun.

WILD and two random dreams...one about vampires, and one about being a ghostbuster...feeling lazy today.

Started out I was on my street being towed behind a boat on the concrete which somehow became water. I ate it pretty hard but didn't seem to care much so i got up and started walking back to my house. While i was walking some creepy man (who I had seen in 2 of my dreams earlier that night) was following me so i turned and said "Whats your problem" He mumbled some wierd dialect i couldn't understand then i realized he was trying to kidnap me and so were some other people further up the road. I ran towards my neighbours house and tried to explain what was happening but nobody cared. Finally somebody listened to me so i summarized the story to them. After i told the story i said "Maybe I'm dreaming?" Holy Shit. I was dreaming.

then i got excited and woke up lol

There was snow on the ground. I was in "my room". But it didn't really look like my room. The walls were painted a different color, and I had different furniture and windows. When I looked outside, it kind of looked like a pathway and trees, much like the ones I had seen at band camp, except there was snow on the ground (it had just snowed the day I had the dream) The window looked like the one in my real life family room. In real life, I sometimes look out the window in the family room and think about these two guys I like. David, my new crush, and Frankie, my ex/crush.

So (in the dream,) I'm looking out the window and I see David walking along the gravel pathway. The pathway is like 4 or 5 meters away from the window, so he doesn't see me. So, me being a creeper, I watch him. I think I was talking to someone, but it might have just been talking to myself. David was walking around the same place, like he was waiting for something, like for a teacher to say "OKAY you can come in now".

Eventually he heads towards me. I think to myself "CRAP, hide!" and obviously I get away from the window and onto my bed and hide. Then there was a door by the window that had randomly appeared and he came inside.

I vaguely remember what had happened after that, I think I was talking to some guys (while I was sitting on the bed) about something. I don't know what. The guys looked kind of like David, like they could be his brother. And some of them looked like guys in our band class. (David has that class with me) There was about 2-4 of them. I don't know if David was there or not.

Really odd to me... mostly because I dreamt this the 7 month anniversary that my ex broke up with me. And throughout the day, I was thinking of David, but I was mostly thinking about my ex. I don't know why I dreamt of him and not the ex. WEIRD.
Plus, when I woke up, for a moment I thought that was real. That was normal behavior for me, but different setting. It kind of felt like it had happened before. Huh ;P

regular/lucid? dreams: 11-23-10

I skipped school today since I didn't have much going on and I needed to work on finishing my college applications so I slept late and had tons of dreams. For my Psychology class, we are supposed to start keeping a dream journal, which of course is really easy for me, but the problem is that most of my dreams are much too disturbing and I don't think I want my teacher reading them.. so I post them on here instead.


Old Rapist
I was at the house of an old man, along with some other people, and I think some of my friends where there. I don't remember much, but what I do remember is that people would wait in a line to be raped or something crazy like that, and there was blood everywhere, the house was dirty, people were puking, it was gross. After that I went to my next-door neighbor's house and me and my friends were sitting at the counter. My friend started puking, and I tried to puke too because I felt like I had to because of all the gross things I went through but nothing really came out.


Yuck!
Me and my friend Sydney went to a public indoor pool to go swimming. I looked down and already had on my swimsuit, with was mismatched because I brought the wrong top.. or bottom.. or both. I had one of those cami tops on that cover your stomach and I had striped bikini bottoms on that had the Marble Blast Gold logo on them, which I thought was pretty cool(I'm a dork like that). But before I went swimming I really had to go to the bathroom, so I went into a room but it had no toilet so I went through a door in that room that led to another room, and in that room was my teacher(not going to say which one) and some other guys. The only toiled was in the middle of the room. They said they would turn their backs while I went so I sat down but then my teacher started walking towards me in nothing but her underwear and fat hanging out everywhere. I knew that this wasn't actually happening because I wasn't even supposed to go to school this day so part of me knew I was dreaming. But anyway, I sat on the toilet for awhile while she watched me.. it was so gross.

Rhinoplasty
For some reason, I got a nose job because I didn't like my old nose, it was too big or something. I remember taking of the bandages and looking at it in the mirror, liking it even though it didn't look that different. I kept touching it but my mom or friend or whoever was like "you're not supposed to touch it for atleast 3 days!" but it didn't hurt or anything. I realized that I didn't even remember going in the hospital to get the surgery, getting the anesthesia, or even waking up for that matter. But here I was with a brand new nose.

Rollerblading
I went rollerblading down the hill by my house. I was gaining speed quickly and got scared and slowed down but it was too late. I slipped and hit the ground face first, but the ground was rubbery and it didn't hurt at all.


Did I use two different shades of purple for this? They look the same to me..

I swear, my dreams are getting more and more disturbing.