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From 4/22/11

Visiting my aunt and family in a further west state. She is a counselor and her husband is leading a group session for all of her clients (only female clients?). Something happens and he can’t do it anymore. She first hints around at me doing it but I don’t get it, I think I’m under qualified. She then outright asks me and I’m torn. What a fascinating thing to do, and it would pay decently and I could potentially move back to the bay area sooner, further west of my aunt’s state. I am concerned about leaving my mom (who I’m helping in ways in RL) but I think she’ll be fine. I’m concerned about giving up my unemployment benefits, but it looks like my aunt will pay me very well so that isn’t an issue.

I ask my aunt about various things about the job, trying to get a good idea of what it is like and what the contract she’s thinking of is like. She is kind of resistant, but I subtly insist that we are clear so there aren’t any disagreements down the road.

All of these women who come to the meeting bring dogs. We put the dogs in a room, perhaps the garage, while the meeting occurs. A dog is left in the living room; a little black cute thing.

It looked like a combo of these two,
and all black.

It is about to go to the bathroom on the carpet. My aunt notices and I stop it by saying, “come on” in a happy and light tone and it immediately perks up and bounds playfully over. I’m happy to be with a dog that is so happy. Good, no mark on the carpet. Walking over to the garage, the dog stops again and this time pees and shits on the carpet and I can’t stop her. Well, crapola.

Nothing to do with the dream,
but during my image search
it uh popped out at me, lol.

Lucid-NonLucid-Comments

meduim recall so I cant remember all the details but I was with a group of random characters,
wondering where I was when the narrator said-

"as the illegitimate sons of rich footballers prowl the night disillusioned with society, one of them stops to ask a question"...

There were four of us so I turned to one and asked what was going on. He said that our dads had abandoned us, and we had decided to raid mansions in revenge( I watched a clock work orange yesterday). Time-skips and we decided to raid a mansion not too disimilar to this-

As we are roaming around this random house, and causing all manner of mayhem.
One of the other guys starts screaming that the owner is back and he has a gun.
I tell everyone to leg it, but as I'm jumping over the garden fence I here the owner Exclaim

"Aah man, who masturbated on my porn collection?" I didn't do it but found it hilarious at the time.

In that split second of laughter, the whole scene seemed to have changed into a maze of gardens all guarded with vicious dogs( again with the dogs!).
Luckily for me I had become some kind of fence leaping expert.
I finally made it out of the maze and was confronted by a giant tree.
I climbed the tree so I could better survey the area, I could see a bridge over a lava river with a giant bearded man on one side. There were metal pillars with disc shaped tops that were spinning coming out of the lava..wtf

I headed for the giant so I could see what would happen next. As I approached him he said..

"ahoy there, would you like me to teach you the art of Foot-flesh balance jumping?"

Me: er..... what's that?
Giant: Its where we cut flesh from some part of your body, tie it to your feet ,and then you have to try to make it across to the other side using the spinning pillars.
Me: er...ok

My brain skipped the flesh cutting bit, because I was now standing on-top of one of the pillars. I could also smell burning flesh.

Giant: by the way, the longer you remain on one pillar the less meat you have for the next

I looked down and realised I was wearing a skirt it reminded me of the Vikings. The spinning was starting to make me dizzy, so I jumped, miss-timed the trajectory but somehow made it onto the next pillar.

Giant: good try to go with the flow.

Then my alarm went off.

I don't really remember much about the dream i had but i do remember the last part before i woke up. i was at my grandma's house, and that's behind my house. I was walking to find a puppy that looks very familiar. after going in my grandma's house, she tells me that their back and i saw my two dogs that i had before my mom gave them to other people while we where in vacation. I was really excited that both had come back, and they looked the same before and then my grandma's boyfriend tells me that they have flee's. after that i looks at my dog , then I wake up finding out it was a dream.

On the night on 28th March 2011

I can't remember most of my dream. All I can remember is myself shouting on a street to a sister's friend "F**K YOU! I F***ING HURT! I HURT!" While on the street, in a place (a green/courtyard/common).

I then looked at my hands in anticipation, they were fat, but not too fat, so I thought "Maybe I gained weight?" I asked myself some very simple arithmetic questions which I answered correctly (2 + 2 = 4, 4 + 4 =8, 8 + 8 = 16, etc).

I saw a fluffy white dog which I chased, I followed it down a street, where I was chasing a man aswell. The dog and man ran into the shop. I followed them into the shop. The shopkeeper took me outside and said "What do you think you're doing? They are my customers! Behave yourself!"
To which, I responded "HE WAS TRYING TO RAPE ME!"

The shopkeeper shoved the man and dog outside the shop.


End of dream.

The first on started with me seeing a top view (like looking down from a cliff at myself) of myself being pulled in a sled by dogs, wearing a fur coat. Suddenly, on of the dogs diverges and starts running the other way barking. The others are quick to follow, and I soon see that we are being attacked by wolves.

I am suddenly on the cliff watching instead of watching myself. I decide to slide down to help and am quickly cornered by 3 wolves that smile at me as the growl, nearly giggling.

I am suddenly where (I assume) is where I was returning to. There were two bunk beds and a couple people waiting for me. I tell them that there are wolves coming. They are confused how I could possibly know but prepare anyway, the wolves come, dream changes.

(not sure if my person kept dieing so I became someone else? maybe...)

There was another dream where a kid (I am pretty sure he is my son) is preparing to do a trick with bounce cards. (filmmaking light reflecting tool) He begins to fold them, some the normal way, and them some in half, which doesn't work irl. And then hands them to me and someone else who is there. I begin to think that he is not preparing but thinks what he is doing is cool enough to be a trick.

He suddenly lays down and goes to sleep, but I know he is faking it so I pretend that I am going to eat him and grab his shoulders smacking my mouth and going "rawr rawr rawr" he starts laughing and saying "nooo noooo..." playfully. He is still trying to just lay there so I blow on his stomach making a farting noise. He laughs and laughs, but then for some reason seems suddenly and abruptly sick. He begins sneezing and is congested, snot leaking out of his nose and I begin to pat him on the back. He seems to only get worse until the dream changes.

(I have been sneezing at night so, I think that is what it is)

In the next one, I was in a house with little color except for blue drapes with floral print on them. There were two men that spent a long time trying to convince me that they were the best drapes ever and that the color of blue has never until now been able to be replicated. I had no idea why they were there, since it was a residence not like a store or something. But he yammered on until I woke up.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at the mall with Kacey. We entered a store, and Kacey saw a shirt she liked. It was a pastel yellow with spaghetti strap sleeves. She didn't want to pay for it, so she told me she was going to steal it. She walked into the fitting room, then walked out a few minutes later with the shirt stuffed into her huge purse.

Then, I asked her whether or not she was going to wear a dress to prom. She said
"No, no one wears dresses to prom."
I told her some people did, and that I was going to. I imagined myself in my actual prom dress from high school. This was apparently my 2nd prom and 2nd senior year, but it was apparently normal. I wasn't held back a grade. Prom was that night. We started to leave the store, and I was afraid the alarms would go off, but they didn't.

I then started to talk to Kacey about work, and about my schedule as we were driving (I was driving). We were on our way to work, though I wasn't scheduled, it was just Kacey who needed to be there, but I had to drive her for some reason. She started telling me my schedule, and that I worked the next day. Also, something about me working Thursday, which wasn't good, because I have classes all day on Thursdays and can't work.

We got to work, and I saw a guy I went to middle and high school with, LJ. He was working, and Kacey was now working as well. I looked at my schedule, which was illustrated with moving pictures. I wasn't scheduled till the next week. They did have me for a day that I couldn't work. I told Kacey that. I watched LJ and Kacey work and talk, and thought to myself that they must have worked together so long, they learned to like one another.

Dream shift: Then, I was in the woods with my family and another family. I heard a St. Bernard howl and bark as he bounded up from being in the woods. He was holding a section of a huge chain in his mouth. He was searching for a little dog, a Beagle, one of the other family's dogs that had been lost. They sent the St. Bernard off again, and he came back with more chain. He was sent off again. When he came back again, he was pushing the little dog along with his nose. The little dog was dead, and was beat up and had a gunshot wound in his head. Everyone, including me, started to cry. I went up to my mom and dad and said
"I know he wasn't my dog, but I'm still so sad!"
My mom smiled a little through her tears and said
"I know, it's ok."
We all continued to cry.

Then, I saw a special on TV about what happened to the dog. He ran off, and a crazy, sadistic man caught him. This man got his jollies from killing small animals. He looked like he was 40 or so, had greasy, dirty shoulder length brown hair, and some facial hair. The dog came up to him and peed on his shoe. Then, they were in an apartment or hotel. The man had set up a video camera. He had an evil smile on his face and a dark red pistol in his hand. The dog was out on the balcony. It was nighttime. The man slammed the door on the dog's tail twice. He kept muttering and talking about the dog to himself, all the while with the evil smile on his face. It was sick. He then shut the wooden, red door to the balcony, and fired a shot through it. He opened the door, and he had missed the dog. He did it again, but this time, he hit the dog in the head.

~

Then, I started to hear vivid, loud, epic music, and I saw crazy, colorful geometric hypnogogia, mostly I tunneled through red cubes. I knew what has happening...I was in between dreams! I didn't move, and waited for the dream to start forming. I felt sleep paralysis hit me, and then the dream started to form.

I was in a strange room, it looked like it was made out of cereal boxes. It was mostly reds, blues, yellows, and whites. I moved, but it was delayed. I looked at my hand as it moved, and it had a drag behind it. I started to feel one of the cardboard structures. It felt so real, but the feeling was delayed. I decided I needed to increase stability and vividness, so I commanded "Increase vividness!" and "Stabalize!". The dream seemed more stable then.

I then saw a bottle of Dasani water sitting on one of the cardboard structures at the edge of the room. It was about a quarter or so full. I took it, and dumped some of it on myself. It felt cold. I walked into another part of this strange place, and there were a few people in there, doing some kind of work. I vividly remember a man in his late 20s-early 30s who looked very nerdy. He had blonde hair and glasses. I got his attention, and of course, had to try to show off to him.
"Hey! I can fly!", I told him.
He just stared at me with a confused look on his face. Typical. I got up on this plushy couch, and tried to take off. It was proving to be difficult for some reason. I finally hovered for a little bit, then decided I needed to do something other than fly. I decided I wanted to change my setting, which I've never done before. I called out to my dream guide, whoever that may be, and said
"Dream guide, I need your help. I want to change scenes, but I can't do it alone. I need your help, please help me."
My guide never appeared, but a door in front of me started to open into a new scene. I was amazed. I think I said "Thank you", but I'm not totally sure. I walked through the door to the new scene, and I was in a bar. The characters from my dog dream were there. I saw a man from the other family behind a counter. To my right was a woman playing pool. I walked in further, and there was the crazy dog-killing man.

Then, I lost the dream and had an FA. I was writing down key words on a note pad from the LD such as "bottled water", etc.

Maya and I are in a house. Mom. This house is long and narrow. There is a yellow white lighting to the place like there are a lot of lamps overhead and about. It is crowded and cluttered. We are playing a game. I cannot recall how we entered the game but there is a dark, authoritative figure present and the game begins. We are chased and harassed by two huge dogs. Like pit bull, greyhound, wolf hybrids. They have snarling teeth and dirty mugs. We are scratched and bitten but never mortally or even severely wounded. I spot a large stuffy sofa below and open window. I look to a bite/scratch on my finger and see it bloody and bubbling with pus. Out the window is another row type house and and average neighborhood. Now I am lucidly aware that this is very much got the feel of my birth house on Alberta. We jump out the window onto the stuffy chair.

I had a restless sleep last night and my dreams were busy dreams that lacked the vividness of my normal dreams.

There was a toddler standing next to me with a load in his diapers and poop streaming down both legs. I picked him up, brought him in the bathroom and gave him a bath. I then cleaned up the bathroom. When I looked back down at him, he had already messed those diapers and it was starting to leak out of the sides. I gave him another bath. When I finished, I realized I did not have a change of clothes or a diaper in the bathroom with me. I placed him on the floor where he would be safe and went to get the clothes and diaper. When I returned, he was covered in mud. I had no idea where he had gotten into the mud, but I gave him yet another bath. After I dried him off, I decided not to put another change of clothes on him. I just put a clean diaper on him and placed him in a chair beside another toddler.

I had just finished walking five dogs. We had a tradition that after the walk, I would line the dogs up, remove their leashes and have them race to the house. The dogs loved this. My friend would be waiting at the door to let them in. So I was in the park a little ways from the house. I had taken the leashes off the dogs and lined them up, then released them. I bent down to pick up the leashes and I heard some dogs fighting. I looked up and to my surprise, there were about 50 dogs in the street. I ran over to where the dogs were fighting because one of them looked like one of my dogs, but as I got closer, I realized that it was a different dog with similar markings. I saw another dog that looked like one of mine and again when I approached it, I realized it belonged to someone else. This went on for a while as I slowly made it back to the house. When I finally made it to the house, all five dogs and my friend were waiting for me. Apparently they had all run strait home without an incident and my friend was wondering what was taking me so long.

The dream started off with me and my roommates (dream roommates) having a clean house.
For no reason Justin Bieber shows up (I got a strong urge to tell him that I could kill 28 Biebers if a swarm of them attacked me according to a quiz online ). He has his whole team of security making sure that everything goes smoothly while he stays with us, but nobody knows why he is there, and none of us like him.

As the dream progresses our dogs (some I have had irl some that I haven't) begin to mess up the house. They were jumping on things and breaking things, until the house was a wreck.
The Bieber security showed up and got us basically arrested.

There was somewhat of a dream skip but it kept going.

We were outside of this facility where we had been taken and the same guys that had dragged us out of the house were behind this strange wall (we could see through it , but it was a wall) aiming firearms at us. There were four of us standing in a square. We seemed to know what is happening, but I was still confused.

They shot one of the people in front with some kind of dart, causing them to collapse on the ground, and proceeded until all of us were shot and paralyzed. My body was so heavy that I could only move my neck a little. I watched as they, starting with the same person, shot a different dart. The first person shot was still for a moment, but then began seizing violently. My heart started going as I realized that my turn was coming up. They shot the second person, the same pause, then seizing. I began to hyperventilate, but was still unable to move as they laid their sights on me, and fired. I knew what was coming, but and began seizing.

A majority of the dream was many more darts in the same fashion, each one aching as it stuck into my body, each one with a strange side effect.

After a while they took us into a room, some kind of rest room to keep us until it started again. I tried to walk around, but was unable to keep myself erect, all my limbs seeming heaving, and my vision failing me. I could not keep my balance so I sat down, continuously complaining about our treatment and how it was to severe. No one was listening.

Some kind of dream skip, but it continued. I think there was an inferred few more cycles of the shootings and the rest room.

I don't know if we escaped, but I want to say we were released. We exited the strange room through some kind of tube into a system of tubes and chambers unknown to us. (They were somewhat of a mix between the tube transports from the show "futurama" and play places at Mcdonalds, only made out of several different materials) The two of us (don't know what happened to the other two) began climbing randomly through, still feeling horrible, and being extremely disoriented.

We finally find an exit and find ourselves in a world we do not recognize. A futuristic world, were we seem out of place. We suspect we have actually been held for several years and that the world has changed during our captivity.

I then have a false awakening in my bed at home and begin seizing again. I freak out thinking my dream was trying to wake me up before it happened. I calm myself down enough to sit up, by body still pulsating. I see my laptop siting in my bed showing research of the strange technology that I had seen in the dream.

I think to myself "Oh my God, the technology is real." and then I wake up for real.

Pug Genocide and the Obstacle Course

I’m on my street walking two dogs, a Pomeranian and a pug. I make sure to keep them walking on the right side of the road, and my dream-mind thinks of how much I like the direction of East. I have trouble keeping them out of the roads but I manage to take them to my destination: a big building with all the kids from school waiting in line outside. There’s something going on, but I don’t really know what. I notice that if I get in line, I’ll be waiting for hours. It’s extremely hot out, the peak of summer.

I see my Uncle Pat come at me from a distance. He has a shot gun. Suddenly I am being pulled to the ground. I can’t see anything and my dogs are taken. Hands are over me. I am put in a car. I open my eyes. I’m in the backseat. My mom’s in front with my Nana and the dogs are here in the back. The windows are rolled up and we’re all sweating really hard because of the heat.

“You can’t take Pugs out in the open,” my Nana says. She explains that they are being killed off, and my Uncle is one of the men who shoots them. I don’t know why it’s happening. I roll a window down and shove my face out. It’s a little refreshing. I draw things in the thick condensation that’s formed on the windows.

They drop me off at my dream-house, where I’m staying. It’s night time. I take the dogs into a shed and ruffle through a few boxes. I find a purple wig and put it on. In the mirror, I look the same, and my wig looks really funny. I can’t fit all my hair under it.

I go into the house. I’m staying with an autistic boy and his autistic friend. They annoy me, not because they’re autistic, but they won’t leave me alone for a moment. I try to run into my room and quickly close the door, but they get in. I do it again, forcefully and lock the door. The dogs play around in my room.

The scene jumps to me going back to the building with the school kids. It’s daytime again, but the same day, just a few hours later. No one is outside and I see the tail end of the line going in. Shit. To go in, you walk up some stairs on the side of the building, so I do that. The next part is the beginning of a big obstacle course. I didn’t know that was what this was.

Derek, my friend, is in front of me. After the stairs, you climb through a window-esque opening. I do so, but after casually going through, I am almost falling off a circular ledge that leads from the outside to the inside. Below me, all the kids are doing their obstacles or just watching me fall. This is the first part, and I’m already failing. Well I didn’t know about it, so I don’t feel that bad, I don’t really care about this. The ledge is absolutely terrifying, however.

I fall more, and I’m dangling half inside half outside the building, my hands on the ledge.

“Fuck all you hoes,” I say (lols) and manage to lift myself up. I slink around the ledge and come to a bigger part of it. Kayla, a schoolmate, is in back of me. There are two doorways. They are both extremely small. I enter one, and it gets blistering hot as I walk through. I take off my hoodie, and my mind says this is why my dream has been so hot. It’s still hot in the hallway. It zigzags vertically and becomes too small to fit through. I look back and see Kayla has taken the other hallway, the correct choice. Shit, failed again.

Scene change to the end of the course. I’ve probably come in last, but I’m hanging out with the first place and second place kids until they make a final announcement. It’s kind of like a break time. First place is “Heather”, although it doesn’t look like her and she keeps taking her glasses off (which she doesn’t have in waking life) and saying how she can’t see.


Circle Class

I am in a big fancy house and I am going to interview someone. They bring me to the “tea room”, which is a huge circular white room. I sit down.

Scene change to me sitting in the room, but in a desk. There are about thirty desks all arranged in a circular way. I see Jack sitting on the other side of the circle. I’m talking to Megan, a childhood friend, and Derek, a friend from school. We talk for a long time, most of the dream, but I don’t remember dialogue much. My mouth is really dry.

I look down the line and see Heather talking to a friend, Aimee. I get a jealousy pang but remember that I’m having a quite good time myself here talking with Megan. We are sitting in rolly chairs and I spin around the room, having some fun.

For some reason, a lot of people start to leave. I think they’ll come back so I wait. Eventually it’s just me and a few kids near Jack who are really dedicated students and wouldn’t leave a class. I know everyone is having a good time without me, and I get very upset. I see Derek left me a drawing. It’s really good, and on the back it has a black scratch area. It reveals rainbow colors if you scratch it away. I doodle on it and think about what Heather is doing without me. I do some funny things to entertain the students, who laugh, but I can’t close my mouth. It’s too dry!

I wake up, and have the worst dry mouth. I drink water and go back to bed.



Fragment

I am in Goodwill with my mom and someone else. This girl Emily who is really disgusting is here. She points to a sailing instrument, a tiny globe that has a handle under it that controls a grid laying over the earth. It tells you longitude and latitude numbers. I really want it, but it’s thirty dollars. I carry it around and slip it into my pocket.

I check out the records and they have video game soundtracks. I really want the Donkey Kong 64 Part 2 (doesn’t exist!) soundtrack, or the Banjoe Tooie. No money, oh well. I think about telling my friend Lotie about them, because she just got a record player.

I look at a television playing something on a shelf. A thought comes to mind that my mom had cancer in my dream or something. The dream details on this, but I don’t recall any of it.


Fragment

It’s a year later than now, and I “wake up” in a daze into the new present time, knowing nothing of the past year. I ask Heather all the things we did in the passing year, and have my mom tell me some things we did too. I go to a park with my mom and dad and my dad uncovers my old bike from under a hiding spot. He said I put it there last year.


Fragment
I'm in my first room ever. On the ground there are two vests, identical. Weird, I think. Why would that happen? I could be dreaming. I become lucid, look at the vests, and see they are remarkably different. I wake up.

i am on a farm,.. or... .. my uncle's farm, and... i'm being chased by rotwilers, dogs, they are chasing me, i reach a mucky steep hill, i instantly become lucid, i then attempt to fly away before im attacked, i fly, but i wake up from excitement.

I had a dream I was watching a program about Hitler still being alive in a small house in England. The dream took place in 1997, which I somehow knew, and I saw Hitler's basement as a poorly looked after wine cell with evil Nazi technology inside it. The program went along going on about Hitler being evil and then cut to what I guess was an advert selling some dog called cookie or something, which became famous on the internet.

Skip a bit, there was a policeman riding along on his bike, and then several people said 'fucking cops' and rode past on their bikes and shot him off. Another policeman screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO". Then, yet another policeman came along the pavement and cracked a joke along the lines of "Gor, £830 a week for that!". This part of the dream took place in something remniscent of an area in downtown Bournemouth, where there's a KFC and some bushes. It was all 1997-ized and looked more 'Londonish' though.

This dream was at roughly 7:20am, because I was fading in and out of sleep.

Things start off with my parents and I hiking a mountain. We just seem to be hiking and I don't know why. Eventually we get to a house and apparently we "are there" like we had a destination in mind. I don't want to go into the house so I keep hiking. I am reaching the top and start to get some weird vibes, but I continue on. When I reach the top some strange dog-like creatures appear and start to chase me. There are some ordinary dogs, but there are also these muscular, stripped dogs that are much scarier. I run back to the house and make it just in time and slam the door as a dog is jumping at me. I yell at my step dad and he gets an assault rifle to kill them. He goes outside and starts shooting at them. For some reason he shoots at their feet. Eventually they go away and I want to go hiking again. I start out and things change and I am in a jungle setting. Up ahead I see a group of elephants walking upright and talking. I over hear that they are seeking some treasure so I follow them without them knowing. Eventually, I end up in some cave. I think the elephants are with me but it was quite vague at this point. The cave is like a puzzle and you have to walk around on these steps that go in order. It is difficult and I have to be very acrobatic. It reminds me of a jump map (kz) from counter-strike. Eventually I get to a portion of the course that has an electrified handle that I must grasp in order to continue. I focus on this for a bit, but the dream fades quickly.

It seems I have created my own zombie course similar to the kinds of zombie courses from Call of Duty's Nazi zombies layouts

I have created my own course randomly generated by my brain one day in a zombie dream i had and ever since I have had many zombie dreams on that same course. It seems I have created a dream I can't stop reliving. This is the first time I have had this happen more than twice.

The zombie Course has a bunch of metal shop buildings on hills with farm machinery spread around (like back-hoes and dump trucks). There are perk machines and gun outlines on walls too (just like nazi zombies from Call of Duty). In the back of the course on top of a hill there is a single roomed house with a staircase to a second floor but no roof and the windows are all just open squares in the walls. The second floor is good because in case of emergency, the zombies come up the stairs and we jump out the window of the second floor and can make a quick get away.

I enjoyed this level because of the huge wide open area to run around and the trucks and tractors I could drive to run over zombies.

Anyways... On to the dream.

Mostly just killing zombies with my dad next to me and we started running out of ammo and had to jump out the window.

I remember me and my dad each using a different tractor to run over a bunch of zombies until they ran outta fuel so we ditched the machinery and ran to a metal shop building.

In that building I remember running into a small room about the size of a 3 car garage. A zombie dog which looked a lot like my old dog that died 2 years ago (which is funny cause the dog died and now in my dream its a zombie) along with a huge group of zombies came into the room and we had no ammo.

I suddenly felt this odd feeling and I don't know how, but I realized I was dreaming because of that feeling. The dog jumped with its mouth wide open and fangs facing me and I raised my hands and pushed them forward (like using the force) and the zombies all stopped like time stood still and the dog slowed to a stop in mid-air with its evil eyes and fangs still facing me.
BTW: My dog was huge. Chesapeek retriever and she was all muscle.



Picture is close to it but not as evil as the one in my dream.

After that, I felt some pride and strength inside of me and then everything suddenly started to become blurry and then disappeared.

I did not wake up but do not remember anything dream wise after that.

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I have been doing some soul searching with my dreams and it seems to have been working with my dreams changing from me walking around aimlessly and alone to me involved in situations and always around people.

Dec 22, 2010
Dogs and People
Partially lucid
I have been exploring around a city to see its crime ridden side but after seeing one lone heroin junky and how he was more frightened of me, I decided to go back to my car. I knew I was in a dream and could lurk around the alleyways unharmed but also thought I had a car parked somewhere.
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On my way back up the city was a vicious dog looking like he was going to attack. I did what I usually do and flew above him about 7 feet up but found it hard to get any higher. The dog lunged at me and I easily hit him in the forehead with my fist. I was surprised how real he felt against my fist. He still looked threatening though and since I couldn't get much height I dematerialized, so much at first the city started to fade but I pulled back a bit and was cloud-like but I could still see the city. I tried not to look at the dog just in case it was a replicant I didn't want to give it more power. The dog jumped at me again but this time I felt it pass through my abdomen and left arm. It stood at the side of the road looking at me quizzically.
Once back in the town square there was a market. I landed and rematerialized and looked around to see if my car was nearby. Then a guy came up next to me also looking for his car I thought. He had a lot of clothes on and a blanket over himself like it was a scarf. He seemed like a pleasant black man but was very worried. A woman came up to us complaining about where their car was and I said "especially the way they aggressively ticket here." She said "I know right!" in a loud new york Hispanic accent way which startled me as I was going to say something else and I thought she was a replicant. Replicants always do what you expect them to do and that was unexpected.
I woke and committed it to memory.


Dec 23, 2010
Campus and Girl
Became more lucid as dream continued.
There was a lot of me exploring a baseball field in a school's play area. Soon I felt like I was a kid again and got on a tiny van bus. My mind though was not a kids, just my body. The bus drove around for a bit and I got bored and told the driver "let me off here." He was angered that a kid would talk to him like that, "hey you sit there and behave!" I was lucid enough to know I was invulnerable and now I was angry so I started to throw stuff off the bus out the window. He yelled "THATS IT!" and turned the bus around but it was one of those places you cant just turn around in, that you have to make a lot of lefts before you get back to where you want. So while he had stopped at a light I opened the sliding door quietly and walked out. The bus drove off with the door open and I crossed the street to the other side being that there was a park over there.
Once in the park I took off my shoes so that if school officials came looking for me they wouldn't notice me(?) [Hey at least its more than what Superman did for his disguise]. When my feet touched the ground I felt how real the ground felt, there was texture and temperature and I could even feel my socks over it all. This boosted my lucidity and I began hearing and feeling the thoughts and emotions of everyone nearby. It was very intrusive upon my own mind and I manged to block most of it out, I couldn't think with everyone else's thoughts in my head. Thats when I felt the place and it felt like a college campus. I followed this place's strongest feeling about this to a building to my right. There were a lot of 20 somethings sitting around studying and a few discussing things. Distance didn't matter, if I looked at them I could hear/feel what they were thinking making it hard to stay focused. A guy leaned out of a window and yelled that he was looking for students to help in his office with some light work and some light lunch would compensate for payment. I wondered where this was supposed to be and "Berkley" came to me but this was way too obvious a dream environment to ever be physical.
I walked into the building and looked in rooms till I saw a TV on in one of them and entered. There was a white blond girl of 20 or so explaining to two Hispanic guys, that just wanted to watch TV, about the paper that they had due. I got a picture in my mind about this paper after I took a seat on the sofa with the 2 guys, it looked long and they had few ideas put to paper. "Come on guuuuys we can do this!" the girl said like a cheerleader of this paper. I thought she was pretty cute so I watched her talk a bit. She smiled at me and said to all of us "big hug!" And she hugged the 2 guys and he arm came around to me to. I felt she was touching me on purpose but couldn't think of any way to reciprocate. Then she leaned near me and, as if not noticing, pressed her elbow into my privates area which did feel good. At this point I thought "oh, its on now!"
Woke up "ah crap..."