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Another nice long dream.


I dreamed me and my friends were attending a party at one of my favorite radio personality's mansion. This person hadn't been seen in a while in the public light, and irl this person basically fell off the face of the earth unless you were a super fan.

My friends, by the way, were just random dream people. "B" from my last dream was certainly there. Later portions of the dream deal heavily with her.

Anyways, me and my random dream friends were sitting inside a tiki themed cabana by this mansion's pool. (Thatch roof, glowing Hawaii/island colored lanterns, coconuts. Things of that nature.) Suddenly our host revealed themselves at the party and sat down next to our group, and it was quite a sight. This person looked thin, sickly, pale, like they had been stuck inside of their house for a long time, not interacting socially with anyone. They also were stinking drunk. Literally. They smelled like alcohol. You would think I meant drinking alcohol, and if we were talking about real life that would make sense. But what I actually smelled was antiseptic/medical rubbing alcohol. This person smelled very sterilized, like they came out of a hospital. Or like bandaides. But I know it was supposed to represent actual "I have been drinking" alcohol smell.

I tried to be nice to the stinking drunk host, talking to them, trying to joke with them, but it was embarrassing to me to try. They were just too drunk. I think they tried to kiss us, and I think we all played along, but from that moment on I decided to just stick to my group of friends and try to avoid them. All of us were sitting on a diner styled booth that ran the length of the Cabana, and I decided to scootch more to the left to talk to my group of friends. The owner of the home, in their drunken stupor, I guess didn't notice, or was too drunk to care. They just ended up sitting there alone staring off while me and my friends talked about how they smelled. I felt kind of bad, and went back over to the right where they sat to try and talk again, but I think I did this to get a better whiff of the alcohol smell so I could continue to gossip to my friends.

It was night time at this pool tiki party. Next I remember it being daytime and me and "B" were on the road leading up to the mansion. I remember stepping back from this road, which in this scene was paved, and surveyed the entire area where the large home stood. I started thinking about how alone the home owner must be in this big house, and wondering if someone could move in next to them to keep watch on them and keep them company. There was a traditional styled home to the right of the property, basically ON the property, that may or may not have been occupied by random neighbors. I thought to myself that the mansion owner should buy up this extra house on their land and get someone to live in there to hang out with them.

Next I recall being on this same road with "B" again, hopping up and down, playing "leap frog" or some other such game to pass the time. The road was dirt this time around, and looked alot like a road that leads to a large mansion over by a spot me and my BF frequent in the summer. Suddenly, a large tractor trailer or tour bus pulled up into the driveway. It looked like one of those "Pimp my Ride" style tractor trailers, or may have even been a "pimped out" tour bus. It was royal purple in color, with decals on either side of it. It also had flashing yellow lights on each side, for extra fanciness.

I guess "B" knew what this tour bus vehicle was. It was a vet bus, and the people driving it were delivering some pets they had taken care of for a couple of days. I think at first these pets were supposed to be the mansion owner's pets, but it morphed into being pets of "B". There were 2 tiger striped domestic cats, orange, a dog and a Siamese cat. They had names, but I only remember one of them. The orangest of the striped cats was, of course, named "Tiger". I think the Siamese was supposed to be B's Siamese she has IRL. (IRL B has many cats.) All of the animals were in their own metal cages, stacked one on top of the other and placed on a rolling serving cart to be delivered like a parcel delivery. All the animals were sleeping, I think they were drugged to prevent them from getting nervous over where they had been. Me and B stopped our goofing around, signed off for the animals and took the whole cart into the house to take care of them.

Inside, the cage situation became much different. Now instead of cats and a dog, we had a tiny double cell cage the size of an egg carton, with different kinds of animals inside. Chicks.

For some reason, as if we were hatching them ourselves, we couldn't free the chicks from their cages right away. Either they were hatching from their eggs, or they needed to stay inside their cages until they woke up, since it was an incubator type of thing that kept them warm. We waited a little for the machine in each cage to do their job. I began to worry, thinking they were staying in there too long, but my friend insisted on waiting a few more minutes. Finally I convinced her to open up one half of the two cage egg carton to see how the chicks were doing, since it had seemed they were moving around for a short time. It was too late for this half of the animal cage, however. I poked one of the heads of the now browned chick, and it made a sound like I was poking a freshly cooked crispy chicken tender. We quickly opened the other half of the cage, that wasn't heating as long, before it was too late for all of the animals.

What popped out of this side was not your typically shaped or typically sized chick. They were about half the size of a traditional baby chicken, maybe about the size of your thumbnail. (Perhaps they hadn't fully "cooked" yet, then.) Incredibly tiny, but also incredibly cute! They also didn't look like animals, but rubber toy versions of them instead. I also feel that they weren't all chicks. Some of them were small frogs, some may have been rubber duckies. They all acted as if they were living breathing creatures. I held my hand out to a small duck-thing, and it quickly crawled up my arm excitedly. As it got closer to my eyes it also got bigger in size, until it was a normal sized animal I could pet.

These were also not the only pets inside the box.

IRL my friend B has all sorts of plans to own all different sorts of animals as pets. Briefly she mentioned an interest in owning a Tarantula. YUCK!
So, in the dream, B had pet SPIDERS!

Suddenly, small little baby spiders, perhaps 5 or 6, crawled out of the box. As stated in a previous dream, I respect all life, even that of a spider's. Although they weren't as cuddley or cute as the little chick-things that came out of the incubator cages, I still understood they were B's pets, and I had to be nice to them. Also, a couple of them looked like Daddy Long legs, one of my favorite types of spiders. I knew they were hungry, so without a care in the world I allowed the little guys to crawl all over me and start sucking my blood. Where the cute duck-thing was by my face, now a spider was making its way there instead. All the cute animals ran away as the spiders did what they wanted. I saw them take nibbles on my skin, and pondered about why a daddy long legs, that doesn't bite, would now be feeding off of me like a vampire. One Spider made a circular pattern of red bite marks on my arm, the center of which was the color of ash. They took blood from this ashy spot, and it stung! On my leg, the larger daddy long legs was making a bite trail up my arm like a bedbug.

When I saw the awful bites and lumps all this feeding was causing, I immediately stopped the spiders from sucking my blood! On my leg, by my left knee, a large lump the size of my hand raised itself, the last bite the daddy long legs gave me there. I called B over and tried to show her what her awful pets were doing to me, but she seemed to be ignoring me. Also I was distracted as I swatted these insects away!

Next I remember one small scene where we were running from a stalker person throughout the mansion. The one scene I recall had us in a bedroom with large windows that looked out over the mansion's yard. There was a pine tree forest that bordered the yard on this side of the house, and there was a door in the room that lead out to a little patio area with steps that went down two floors to the yard below. It was all painted in white. Me and my fellow dream friends decided here was the best place to hide from a stalker. Of course it wasn't a good spot, and we soon saw the creepy man sneaking up the patio steps to the bedroom.

Our plan to fend him off?

We started dumping fake lemons into a decorative bowl that sat on the ledge of one window. I guess this would scare the stalker away. I couldn't tell you if it worked or not. My dream friend did it, not me. She has dark red hair, and was quite tall and thin.

ANOTHER SCENE THAT MAY HAVE BEEN IN THIS DREAM BUT MAY HAVE BEEN IN LAST NIGHT'S:

I was going up old wooden steps to the second floor of a Victorian house. Me, Michael Jordan, and my red headed dream friend all went upstairs, along with my sister I think.
Upstairs we took a quick left into a messy old fashioned bedroom, and began packing luggage and such to leave the area.

Anyways, thats about it!
END!
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INSPIRATIONS:

Radio personality: I listen to this radio show ALOT when working, and recently I was thinking about one of the members of this show who is no longer on there. I wonder how they are doing and if theyre okay. So, I had a worry-dream about them. They live in a big mansion IRL, so I was dreaming about it!

Stalker: Someone just finished reading "Penpal", the book based upon the popular Reddit creepypasta. I highly recommend it. The creepy vibes of the book have been effecting my dreams, giving me bad nightmarish situations. This dream is one of a few that was effected by this book, and I am sure it may not be the last!

Spiders, cats, pets: B has pets, wants new pets, was thinking of getting a Tarantula. I also spend a good chunk of time with B, so she is featured prominently in my dreams lately.

The dirt road: Me and my BF were discussion our old spot last weekend. "St. Mary's by the Sea."

Date: 08/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 1.00am
Consumed 1 x menthol sweet about an hour before bed

Dream 1 - non lucid 2.53am

The dream may have been longer, but I only remember it starting as I am sat with my parents, outside in someone's garden, on a garden table set. It is late at night and dark, I am drinking a bottle of beer as is my dad. My dad suddenly walks off, and comes back straight away, saying he found a load of baby birds that had been abandoned and would die if we left them. He brought them over to the table, he had about 8 in his hands, all squeaking and wriggling. These baby birds were actually huge for chicks, but I didn't think of that at the time, their bodies are round and fat, and very squishy. About the size of a tennis ball but some were bigger than others. They were naked and dark pink, and blind with bright yellow beaks. My dad dropped one, and luckily it landed on some soft material. I picked it up, and was shocked at the texture. It was warm, actually, quite hot to the touch. It was squishy and soft, and it's skin was slightly loose so it felt really strange. The feel of the bird was SO VIVID that I remember being shocked by it. The dream wasn't a very vivid dream. I tried to keep the chick safe but it kept slipping from my hands, and I was so worried that I was going to hurt it. Eventually we put them into tiny wicker baskets especially made for baby birds, and put some eggs in the bottom of the baskets to encourage the mummy birds to sit on them. The eggs were rectangle and bright yellow (like pieces of gum??) We put them into bird houses - 2 chicks in each house. It took some fiddling as they kept falling over and the bird houses were made of wire so the baskets kept falling through the wire, it was a bit of a balancing act. Eventually they were all set, and we decided to supply some food until the adult birds came. My mum brought some lettuce, and put a leaf in each, however for the last box, she got a bit excited and started claiming this was a special bird she was looking after for a friend, and that it had to eat a certain diet of jalepenos and lettuce (wtf?) so we did. My mum was unusually happy about this and started singing 'who likes jalepenos? YOU like jalepenos!' to the baby bird.

Dream 2 - non lucid dream fragments

I woke up with bits of dreams in my head and really struggled to keep hold of them! Like they were slipping from my mind as I thought of them.

A dream of a dog
The colour white (maybe white letters - see below)
Someone doing the alphabet, but only going to T

Dream 3 - non lucid dream 8.25am

I had tried to WILD, and was making really good progress - I felt some strange sensations and some dreams images entering my head, but each time I didn't quite get there, I think I didn't keep the images going long enough or I was too awake. I would think of a scenario, and it would start playing in my head, and then it would become out of my control, like people would enter and things would happen without me making it - but I was still aware I was WILDing and not asleep. I finally fell asleep, but had some cool moments slipping in and out of dreams, semi lucid at some point but never fully in a lucid dream.

I am in a room (maybe a classroom or function room?) with lots of people including my sister. I get the feeling it is mostly my sister's friends. Some of them are dressed up very nice and singing / dancing while the others sit around watching. As I am the only guy, I am told to go to the corner of the room, but when I get here my friend R (also male) is here waiting for me. He is in a very bad mood, and I think he is hungover. We are made to sing to provide music for the dancers. I am SUPER embarrassed about this, I can't sing at all. R starts making some beats with his mouth, and I try to rap over the top. The result is terrible and I just want to be anywhere else but here right now. It turns into a really bad Beastie Boys style rap, and eventually I give up before I die from embarrassment. A female cleaner comes round, and wipes the books we are holding open, wiping all the pictures and letters off the page. We say 'hey!' but she laughs and apologises, R say's he's not bothered anyway and chucks the book down, he is very mardy. Someone starts celebrating their birthday, I start to clean my ears, not really wanting to join in. I have notes that also say the girls were in fancy dress, and lined up against a wall? But I don't remember that very clearly.

Dream 4 - non lucid dream

I am in the backgarden of my childhood home. This dream starts with me staring into the sun, trying to feel the heat and look at all the detail in the bushes and flowers, as part of my ADA. There is chalk drawings on the bricks on the side of the house. My mother and father are here, as is my sister and her young son - my nephew. There is a knock at the door, and we know it is my nephew's dad, who my sister has split up with. He is a good dad and not a bad person, but we don't want him to take my nephew so we keep quiet while my dad answers the door. The father (who in real life is some kid who used to live down the road from my mum) apologises for being late, but my dad tells him the kid is asleep. For a moment, I think my nephew will run to the door shouting 'daddy!' and give it away, but he stays quiet and plays with me. Eventually his father leaves. Now I am a lot younger, and running up and down some steps being a little naughty. There is another child with me - possibly my nephew? An older man, with a muchtache and wearing rather old fashioned gentlemen's clothing stops me. He seems happy and is well spoken. He tells me he knows I lucid dream, and gives me THE BIGGEST jar of pickled onions I have ever seen. Possibly the size of my leg. He tells me the vinegar is known to induce lucid dreams, and that the jar is a gift to me from him. I thank him, and somehow drag this massive jar back to the back garden where my parents still are. I start eating the onions, determined to lucid dream. My sister tells me she's been taking heroin to induce lucid dreams, and I tell her that is dangerous and she better stop. She promises me she will stop. I know have 2 of these big jars, and they are in the middle of the floor in the garden. A blue car with a man driving and his wife in the passenger seat, drive up to the jars and stop because they can't get by. They drive so close I get angry with them, it's like they are trying to make a point that I'm in the way. It takes a few of us to lug the jars out of the way an they drive off without saying thankyou. I shout at them, angry and they stop. We run up to the car, they are angry too, and they have some sort of trailer on the back of their car. I take something out of the trailer but I forget the rest of the dream.

Dream 5 - non lucid dream

My bf's aunt is cooking for us. She leaves the room and I notice some of the ingredients have fallen out of the pan, so I go to keep an eye on it. There isn't much left in it, but I try my best. She returns and thinks I have messed up her cooking, she isn't angry but jokingly tells me off. I am annoyed because it wasn't me, I was trying to help. The pan had water and lots of seeds in it.

Dream 5 - non lucid dream - lucid moment

I try to sleep but my bf keeps making noises and snoring loudly, I'm really pissed off with him and kick him a couple of times. I don't think this was a dream!! Oops.

I'm in an indian restaurant, but it's not very good quality. More like a run down cafe that serves indian food. While my bf goes to get the meals with some free tokens he got, a server comes round to serve out the food. We are sharing a table with an Indian family. The server is also Indian, she pours som rice and cucumber slices onto my plate, then questions weather I have paid or not. I tell her yes and point to my bf. She accepts this and carries on serving. She gives me a brown pitta bread and some naan. I ask for something warm. A young Indian girl (10 yrs?) with pretty hair but a mardy face is blocking my bf's seat. I get a little annoyed but then remember she is only a little girl, so don't say anything. Suddenly, I become lucid! I am quite happy, but I wake up almost instantly.

***NOTEWORTHY***
My mum rescued chicks a few times when the dog would find nests in the garden when I was a child
In a film I watched before bed, someone read the alphabet to T!!
My friend R was complaining to me before bed, he sounded pissed
My sister does have a kid, but the father was not the kid in the dream and is still living with my sister
I haven't lived in that childhood house since I was a young child, we moved when I was 13
We used to draw chalk pictures on the bricks all the time
I love indian food

I was with a friend B. She had a long, yellow car. Dark hair, but she had freckles on her chest. I saw the sides of her breast coming out of her tank top.

Then I was hugging a girlfriend of hers, I. She also had long, dark hair, but it was died. She was very pretty. We hugged.

It was a very nice dream.

Thebeastofold's dream

I walked into a strange club carrying 2 half empty wine bottles by the neck in one hand, I went to sit down and a waiter guy grabbed the wine and poured them into these 2 chicks glasses then he made me sit with them...they were georgeous, very glamourous...i looked very out of place with them......i looked into my glass that suddeny appeared infront of me and it was faint green liquid. all of a sudden the 2 chicks grabbed me a took me outsaide the club to tell me they didnt like me 0_o lol!!! they took me back inside and i ended up standing with 3 other guys talking about world travel....???? um ok...dream shifted

I was in my old house in West Virginia where i live in the mid 80's and my current dog was wandering around frantically sniffing everyinch of the place for something..i kept following her around asking over and over again "what are you looking for? what have you found? what are you sniffing for??? is he still around??? that last one made me stop dead and go eh??? i just started to get lucid and woke up....grumble....

NOTE: On behalf of my completion of the 300 TOTY, I decided when I was lucid that I'd have a little break.

I find myself in Mr. Brown(DS)'s classroom(DS). We aren't doing anything. Interestingly enough, the classroom(DS) doesn't look different, and I have the right classmates(DS ). Suddenly, some girls come into the room. They have big smiles on their faces.
"Okay! We're going to have a singing competition soon!" one says. "We're splitting up the school into three teams. And you'll all sing a Green Day song!" I clench my fist and pull my elbow back and say "YES!" We are assigned groups, and the song we will sing. Soon, class is over and we go into the gym(DS). I sit down by Colten M.(DS). We begin to talk about the competition.
"Dude, I have the three songs from the competition on my calculator." Colten says. Calculator? What the fuck? I want a calculator like that! "Here's our team's song." he shows me the title, but I don't recall which Green Day song it was. "Here's the next one." The next one is 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams.'
"Oh I'd love to have that one!" I say.
"And team three's." Colten says. It's 'Basket Case.'
"Oh, now I'd REALLY love to have that one!" I say. Colten starts to play the song now. We begin to sing 'Basket Case', but since this was a dream, the lyrics were a little different. We now begin to attract others' attention. A few girls, including Daniela S. come over an listen. We now sing the lyric "I went to a whore. He said my life's a bore." The girls laugh cause of the word 'whore.'
"The really fucked up part is that the next lyric is 'He.'" I say to them. Then, it hits me. Were am I? School(DS)!!!!! I'm dreaming! Yay! Well, I just did the 300 TOTY. I think I deserve a break for such hard work. I now run down the bleachers onto the gym floor. Then, I run outside. There appears to be a deep and steep ditch. Across it, there's a really nice house. I also see Elliot M. there. I jump over the ditch and say hi.
"Dude! There's a bunch of hot chicks 'n there!" Elliot said(he's a proud redneck!).
"Then let's go in!" I reply.
"YEAH!" Elliot says. He runs around to the door and goes in. I jump up to the roof and fly through a window screen. I land right next to Elliot.
"I came I. Through the screen dude." I say.
"Nice!" Elliot says. We now proceed(be aware this whole house of chicks wasn't my plan, but I saw it, and yea)into the living room. The hot chicks are hanging out. They see us and invite us in. DAYUM! These girls are smokin' hot! They're all dressed like total sluts too. After we hang out for awhile, one of them says there're more girls upstairs. I decide to go invite them down. I check every room downstairs. No luck. I see stairs. Oh yeah, upstairs! Herp-A-Derp! I do upstairs, and I have a false awakening! Dammit! In my false awakening, I 'wake up' wasted at the bottom of the ditch by the house. I get up and walk. Wait! This is the same ditch from...I now recover my lucidity! Alright! I go back inside the house and go into the dinning room. Me and Elliot chillax with the chicks. Then, I decide to go outside, and I awake.

NOTE: I've been working very hard to finish the TOTY. I've done 6 of 12 up to now. Also, my last day of school is tomorrow! So, if I'm lucky, my LD rate will double over break like it did last summer break. But my rate was 4-5 a month last year. Now it's 6-7! Finishing TOTY will be my main priority this summer. I expect to atleast have 10 of 12 done by the time school starts. I will be taking breaks to do personal tasks and the LPTC tasks as well.

I'm unable to recall when I became lucid, but I'm aware it was at school. So, another MILD to the count. But right now, I am at an outdoor water park. I'm well aware that I'm busy on doing the 300 Spartans TOTY, but I decide I could use a break. Not to mention all the time I'll have this summer(Strongly expressing my note above). So, I see a very hot black-haired Asian chick and a very hot blonde chick. I ask if I can join them. They say yes. From that point, we screw around at the water park. After awhile, I awake. Damn! I'll probably have to get up for school now. No, fuck it. My Dad'll wake me up when he gets back. This whole time I haven't moved or opened my eyes. Time to DEILD back to my fun dream.