SonicDayDream

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~Most of the dreams iv had prior to the dram journal always seem to have some sort of strong poetic justice, and strong, sexual, and explicit conduct, always with back ground music , or recited poetry underlining in the back ground as if im being guided by some sort of deep higher being, and always leaves me feeling as if im meant to discover something more beautiful, and natural about my self and the world....followed by an intense feeling of sadness and loneliness...and a deep need to make love and and let out bottled up passion...~

~The first ting that comes to mind when i think of my dreams is the reoccurring dream i have had off and on for months now,( the strongest reason for starting the dream journal.) It always has the man with out a face..the man who i feel deep , deep lust for... in these dreams...who only comes to me in my dreams...He makes great love to me , exploring all of the sexually stimulating areas of my body (leaving out sexually explicit detales), and all of the greatest ways, better than i think i could possibly imagine.... although this may seem sensual and sexy for me at the time of the dream....i always wake up thinking of the man with no face...wandering who this man is ...i always wake up remembering, how hot and dramatically sexy he has made me feel...and a strong feeling of lust and longing for him, a man with no face ,that i do not know...
This is the reason i want to be able to become more lucid in my dreams.....and ive even thought that perhaps i may be heaving a shared dream with someone....whatever the case may be, im desperately seeking answers, and control....~

~This was the the first conscious attempt to change a dream while lucid~

The lucid part of this dream was only a few moments long, I remember the exact moment that i knew i was dreaming....in the dream it was thunder storming....the wind was howling and i can here crashing noises in the distance,then a large bolt of lightning....i was out side when i know i was lucid and i could feel the raindrops hitting me in the face....i was looking straight up into the sky,and i remember thinking to my self how nice it would be to change the colors of the swirling clouds...i was standing in a field with only a few trees...i can here the sound of the leaves rustling in the tornado like wind...i am looking straight up into the dark grey and almost black clouds...i imagine my favorite color of sea foam green...then swirls of purple....at that moment i believe i was startled by my ability to change the color of the sky.
It was then i awoke....i fell back asleep with the intentions of trying again....but i couldn't remember anything else when i awoke for morning.

i have always had strange dreams,my whole life,not just strange dreams tho...the stranger they became the more real they would become... until they did become real...there would be times when i would be afraid to sleep due to such a strong sensation of knowing that it would be real.... unable to mentally handle the situation.. unable to grasp the concept that i can dream the future..Always asking my self if this real....this has got to mean something,and there has got to be a way to control this....what if dream of something bad....and it happens to me? How do i stay focused on positive things? Am i alone with having these sorts of encounters? am i the only one like me?