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I haven't posted in a long time because of work.

I'm at my great-uncle's house when my grandfather shows up. We're hanging out and I'm feeling quite happy that he is visiting me. Suddenly, I say to him, "Hey, grandpa, why are you here? You're dead."
He casually replies, "'They' said I come back down here for a while."
...Who is 'they'?
Later, I'm trying to make him something to eat, but he tells me that it's time for him to go. The moment he leaves, I wake up and the dream is forgotten until it comes back in a flash hours later.

I do believe my grandfather visited me. Besides the fact that we were at his brother's house, something about the dream was...different. It was similar to the way my dream with my great-grandpa was--he leaves, I immediately wake up, and the dream comes back in a flash hours later.

I'm at my grandparents house, I want to leave right now but everyone else says they're going to leave the next day, so my grandpa says I can take his rv and head out now. I agree and get into the rv, I turn it on and its starts to roll backwards down the long ass driveway. The brakes don't work, but I think at least it's rolling backwards really slow, so i back it into the fence. Then this guy gets in and says lets start over and suddenly he's in the driver seat and drives the rv into the grass field next to the house and says he hopes there isn't shit in the grass, I think about the holes, but he speeds up to the top, and I see a perfect turn in but he doesn't take it and it irritates me, he keeps going and goes through the front yard gate, and then we go back down the drive way.

Tuesday, August 20 8:00

Mom and dad are on some sort of long trip while I'm at the house, with Tori, one of our dogs. The thing is, our "home" is different than it is IRL; the layout is completely different, the landscape is different, and the yard has a large metal fence enclosing it. When my parents finally return, I have to do some sort of work outside--but it's very late, and eventually I come inside. When i do, my grandpa is there; he's lying on the floor like he's drunk or something...

And that's all I remember :s


~SilverWolf~

I'm sitting in Grandma's dining room. Grandma is walking around, passing out and serving things. Grandpa and her are bickering about the wrong hamburger buns being bought, though it doesn't matter because we aren't having hamburgers. As they continue to bicker, I look across the table, from where I'm sitting, at Hannibal. He's sitting quietly with an amused look on his face, watching Grandma and Grandpa. While he watches them, I watch him. I like to look at him. He's very beautiful. My eyes move to his perfectly tailored, midnight blue, three-piece suit. It makes me think I'm under-dressed in my simple t-shirt and jeans. I look back up to his face and notice his eyes on mine. He wears a small, fond smile and I can't help but smile right back, so happy to have his smile directed at me. In an instant, Grandma and Grandpa disappear and a small, disc-like device appears on the table between Hannibal and I. He picks it up and hands it to me. I take it. "This is the only way to find me," he says. "Throw it to the ground and it will give you my address." he watches me as I study the device, rolling it around in my hands. I look back up at him and throw it to the ground. It lights up red and starts beeping. Suddenly we are standing side by side on a balcony over-looking the ocean. There is no artificial light, so the night sky can be seen perfectly. "We'll be alright," Hannibal says, taking my hand in his.

7-7-10

Lucid Dream from a couple of nights ago:

I don't remember a lot from this dream. At one point I was doing the thing I do a lot in dreams where I fall backwards from standing position and catch myself before I hit the ground and go back up to standing position. I really love to do this in dreams. It feels really good and it seems so natural to be able to do this that sometimes I don't realize that I am in a dream.

However this time I did realize that I was in a dream after doing that for a while. Sometimes even after I know I'm in a dream it takes a while to really sink in. So I thought about the fact that this was a dream as I fell backwards a few more times. But then I realized that I could do whatever I wanted.

I flew up, but then I saw my grandpa. He has been dead for a while and I felt really happy to get a chance to see him again. So I went up to him and started to hug him. Hugging him made me think of my dad who is also dead.

I don't remember if I made my dad appear, or if he just automatically appeared by thinking about him. But there he was. I went up to him and put my arms around his neck and held him close and put my cheek against his.

Suddenly I was overwhelmed by emotion and I started sobbing and sobbing and I couldn't stop.

I finally woke up.

Level of Lucidity: 3
Level of Clarity: 6
Level of Realism: 4
(levels based 0-10, 0-5 being low - good 5-10 being great - extreme)

The transition from being in the warehouse to being here was rather smooth thanks to a lucky and proper DEILD. I opened my eyes and looked around. There were all sorts of restaurants and businesses connected in a sort of "Little Italy" sort of feel. Narrow streets and small buildings. I walked into what seemed to be a large mexican restaurant, sort of cabana type place. There were no tables or chairs. I walked outside through the back into what seemed to be a normal American parking lot. My grandpa was standing there. I lost all lucidity by this point and had fallen into "Dream Viewing" mode. I asked my grandpa something, and he kinda smirked. We both got inside of a blue Toyota Highlander, and I started driving. He told me to pull into another parking lot so I did. He told me "go crazy." I asked him what he meant and he told me to start driving however I wanted. I noticed that the Highlander had changed to a white Toyota Camry, both of which are cars my grandparents own, so I didn't think too much of it. I floored it. The Camry started picking up speed as I approached a corner. I turned the wheel hard right, freeing the grip of the rear tires, then yanked the wheel to the left, to counteract the cars rotation. A successful drift. My grandpa smiled and said "Again."

We did this for a bit until I noticed a small road that seemed to lead to a forest from the parking lot. I sped down it, but it suddenly was no longer drive-able, it turned into a small, narrow walking trail. I was forced to back out a ways, and then decided just to leave the Camry there and try to go find the highlander. I told my grandpa to stay in the car, and lock the doors. I looked back to what was the parking lot, and it was now the interior of that cabana. I saw the highlander parked over in the far left corner and started walking to it. I looked down for a second to make sure I didn't trip, and when I looked up, the highlander had turned into one of those little cars that babies sit on and scoot around on.



I continued walking to it, and then sat on it and inserted the Highlanders key into it and cranked it up. It sounded and drove just like a normal car, but it was hard to sit on because it was so little. I picked it up and faced it towards the Camry parked near the entrance to the woods, and ran and jumped onto the little cars seat, flooring it. The car took off as fast as the Camry would, and the back end of the little car began to scrape onto the ground, but I let off the acceleration a bit and leaned forward and the car had all four wheels on the ground again.

By the time I got to where the Camry was, the Highlander had appeared right in front of it (towards the cabana not the woods). My grandpa was in the passenger seat of the Highlander and nobody was in the Camry. I thought "Strange..." Then just as I was about to get in the driver seat of the Highlander, my grandpa was instantly in the driver seat. He seemed to have functionality of his legs, which in real life he does not, and began to drive the car slowly in reverse. I walked with the car, holding the door open with my left arm just in case he got his foot stuck and couldn't move it or something. After walking with him driving for a bit he told me to get the Camry and pull it around into the Cabana. So I did. After I got over there, he told me we were going to have a little race, and to get the cars lined up. I said okay and started walking over to the Camry... but again it was moved over by the entrance to the woods. I walked over and met a nice woman who was a bit large around the waist along the way to my car and told her what was going on. She smiled and looked seductively at me and said she'd like to race too. I said alright and told her to pull her car around. She said “Alright!”

Once I got to the Camry and hopped in I decided I’d just race with my little toddler car, and drove over to the cabana with it. Once I got on the car the environment changed again and when I turned it around there was a small narrow bridge/walkway with a big block on top of it blocking most of the walkway that was moving from one end of the walkway to the other. I almost ran into the block but managed to go around it, and then found myself in the cabana once again. I had a look around and my grandpa was in his car at the front of the line and behind him there was a line of about 5 other people in their own car, as if there was about to be a full on race. I pulled up in my little toddler car and noticed that lady from before was standing next to a lowered truck that resembled a Nitto Offroad Racing Truck, and had wheels that extended beyond the body for enhanced handling.



She began telling me about all the customizations she’s made to her truck and how it’s the best car in the fleet of racers. I asked if I could drive it and she seemed hesitant at first, but then I told her that it’s ok, I’m a professional drift car racer, and she agreed.

Just as I got into the truck I awoke.

Dream Fragment: I'm standing in a line waiting to buy myself lunch. An older man walks up to me and smiles, asking me if I believe in God. I smile back and say yes. He claps his hands together excitedly and begin to repeat verses of the Bible. My Grandpa walks up next to me and tells him to stop. He then says, "Do not share knowledge you aren't supposed to know". The man, in anger, walks away. My Grandpa smiles and says, "2:17". I smile back.


I know there is a ton more of this that I can't remember. This bothers me. As for the "2:17" reference, I do not recall a specific book going along with that. So I looked up some of the "2:17" chapters in the Bible. Oddly enough, they all involve something important to me. Things I needed to know, I think.

Acts 2:17 - 'In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams.'

1 John 2:17 - 'The world and its desires pass away, but whoever does the will of God lives forever.'

James 2:17 - 'In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.'

2 Peter 2:17 - 'These people are springs without water and mists driven by a storm. Blackest darkness is reserved for them.'

Mark 2:17 - 'On hearing this, Jesus said to them, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”'

Total sleep time: 9+ hrs

Dream recall technique: dr1 – woke up, noted key words only, went to bed and played the dream 3 times in mind; dr2-dr4 left it entirely to chance if I would recall anything after final wake

Other irrelevant info: was supposed to wake up on time but turned off the alarm, and as I lay in bed I fell asleep, woke up two hours later and had a shorter Saturday. Well, you can’t have it all…

Dream1: I am looking at a building and can see a female politician . I am in some kind of garden where there is sand instead of grass, and cactus-type looking plants. The politician is going somewhere and I hide behind part of the garden construction, observing her. She has a beautiful watch, silver with tiny diamonds. I am thinking about the watch so I zoom in, in my mind. It then becomes a strange looking ring. There is a large gray stone in the middle, and the metal part looks like a twisted wire, like an old handicraft object. I am thinking about how people have treasured rings and precious stones even in ancient times.

I walk to another section of the garden, where I see small insects, like bees or flies, but hey, they are walking bypedally and have colourful armour. Next to them are small toys similar to kinder surprise toys. They are also alive and move. There a 3-4 different types and 4 of each type one next to the other.

Around the garden there is a race track, where Formula 1 cars usually drive. I start throwing small pieces of paper on the track. I later realize that these pieces may interfere with the driving, but it is too late. The cars cannot drive any more, they malfunction and get broken. I begin to worry that the cost of the damages would be really high, these are F1 cars. People would know it is me who did it, because the pieces of paper all have my name written on them. I start to collect them from the track in a plastic bag that I bring with me, and which I leave nearby. My collecting the papers is in vain, because somebody already saw one or two of these and they know. I am looking at a monitor which has information about one of the drivers. All I recall from what I read is that the driver is racing for Renault. I then remember that I left the plastic bag with the papers near the track so I want to go back and take it. I use an elevator to do so. The elevator comes and I press the 4th floor but don’t get in. The doors close, and I think “Damn, now I have to wait again”, but suddenly I find myself in the elevator and am going up.

This turns into some kind of detective series, where I am the party who is at fault, I am also a man. There is a woman with me who is investigating what has happened, and a relative of whoever has suffered from my action. I have no idea what that means, but I have the desire to tell that relative that it is me who is responsible for this and so I tell her. She gets really mad and annoyed with me, and I have to flee to another room to escape her reaction.

At some point in the corridors of that place my grandpa appears. [I haven’t seen him for 15 yrs irl, divorced grandma a long time ago]. I am surprised that I see him, the image becomes quite vivid and on focus. [Maybe it’s a dream?] I just ask him how he is, and how his family is doing.

Dream2: I am going somewhere very far to throw away the garbage. I find myself in a basement like room where there are hats on the couch. I am trying to concentrate on throwing away things and I see in a box containing trash, how many things I have actually cleared out. I look at another box and recognize some books as mine that I don’t want to get rid of. Maybe I will just use the place as a storehouse then, I think to myself.

Initially, I leave the room and want to be on my way, but there is a bum in front of me, and his scary looking dog(DS), like a big hound. He is also out of his mind, he is talking to himself or people that are not there. I try to avoid him. Then I decide that I want to go back to the place, but he is in front of the entrance. The place is now at the corner of a building and there are two entrances. That does not make it easy for me to enter. This is a favourite place for bums who are everywhere and so are their dogs. The dogs try to enter the place and the bums are inside. I finally manage to get in. I notice lots of rucksacks on the floor. My own rucksack feels suddenly very heavy and I open it. Inside of it is another red rucksack. [Crazy, bit just a bit].
As I am leaving the place a bum woman DC starts talking to me and I pretend I am one of them.

I am going home, walking down the street. I pass some place where they sell food so I decide to buy some. The place is like Indian food, but is not Indian at all. Some kind of really exotic stuff I really can’t describe, like green looking pasta, and some stuff that is half-cooked. The DC that works there comes at me, he has dark skin but is not Indian I have no idea where he is from. I ask him what kind of meat that is and stare at one of the products he is selling. He says it’s buffalo.

Dream3: I am in a phone booth and I am looking at an advertisement of Heinz tomato soup. In the ad this guy tells the story of how this soup has changed his life or something of the kind. I look at the name of the guy, it is my friend’s name. [who really loves that soup by the way]. I find the ad very funny. I am in a room and am talking to the friend “So, you took part in the ad, huh?”. He confirms, and then complains that the room smells unpleasantly, and that he can’t sleep there. I am trying to find ways to bring some fresh air in.

Dream4 [Fragment]: I am on the level of the first floor and look down to see two DS casually lying on the ground. The guy has shoulder –length blonde hair and perhaps a leather jacket, and there is a girl lying next to him. They look like they enjoy living like hippies, all relaxed and stuff. Suddenly, my boot slips away from my foot and starts falling. I yell at them to watch out, but it hits the guy. I begin to apologize but he doesn’t seem to mind the boot falling on him at all. Then, wearing socks, I try to step on some kind of metal ladder to come down and get my boot back.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

February 7th 2013

I remember doing something or the other, and then remembering this video game I have.
It's kind of like Grand Theft Auto, but I thought it was much better.
I transition to playing the game (the screen of the game taking up my whole field of view of course).
I start to just drive around, it's nighttime and I'm in a black SUV.
I was getting kind of bored though, I remember that I wanted to get rich since there was so much things you could do in this game if you had a lot of money,
but there were just no quick easy ways of doing it.
So I decided to just play whatever mission I was doing last.
I start the mission and immediately remember why I stopped doing them in the first place.
In this mission you're supposed to drive a 16 wheeler filled with gasoline to a certain destination.
The problem is on the way there there are a lot of turns you have to make while going at high speeds, there are even walls in your way, and the whole time you're getting chased by cops and stuff.
I decide I'll do it anyway since I have nothing else better to do.
In the beginning you have to smash your way through the doors of a garage, which is difficult because if you're not careful your truck will explode.
I get out on my first try and head off.
The last time I played I went way too fast in the beginning trying to outrun the enemies and then crashed into a wall, so this time I tried to take it easy a little.
I notice something, there aren't any enemies behind me. A glitch maybe?
I decide to count my blessings and move on.
I come to one of the turns, it's still difficult with the size of the truck and lack of maneuverability but I manage.
I continue on making sure to go at a steady pace, and eventually I make it to a grassy clearing.
I continue on going in between various trees.
My passenger makes a comment about not liking going through them.

"I hate paths through trees, paths through trees suck!"

He takes out a little business card.
On it it says "John[case sensitive][email protected].

"Email me here to send me any pictures of paths through trees you have."

I think to myself, "Is [case sensitive] a part of his email address or is he just saying that it's case sensitive?" (When I probably should have been asking "Who the fuck are you talking to?")
Were almost at our destination...
when I transition to my grandma's apartment. My dad's there too.
My grandma is telling me that I'm really athletic, specifically more athletic than a brazilian soccer player.
I tell her that this is simply untrue.
Whilst we argue about my athletic prowess I can here my grandpa calling me to his bedroom.
I go to him. I'm beside his bed, he has a breather hooked up to him, he doesn't look like he has very long.

"You know, I was thinking about my son, about how this may be the last time I ever get to see him. But the farther I seem to get from him, the closer I get to all my other family members who are no longer here."

This is what he says to me as I sit there.
Whilst pondering his sage like epiphany the dream destabilizes and I wake up.

My grandpa is well, dead, and this isn't the first time he's been in my dreams since his passing.
The last time I was, again, by him at his death bed.
However, I never went to his death bed in waking life.
It was too emotionally painful and I didn't want to see one of my family members die as it would tear me up inside.
Perhaps I have dreams about being at his death bed because I secretly wanted to be there?
Perhaps...

Dream #1:

I’m supposed to be going to see “Beauty and the Beast” (the musical) with my sisters, my mom, and some random guy I don't know. But when we’re getting into the car, I realize I don’t have my ticket. I go back into our house (which looks like my grandparents’ house on the outside, but on the inside it looks like the house we lived in when I was 11) to look for my ticket, but I have no idea where it is. I go into a room and start searching. There are a lot of folders piled around on the floor and I’m sorting through them all trying to find the ticket, but I can’t find it. I go into the bathroom. I can hear the rest of my family talking outside, all of them also looking for the ticket, but apparently they can’t find it either.

Dream #2:

I have another dream where my dad and I are looking at pictures of my grandpa and talking about him.

Erin, Grandma, and Grandpa. Erin threw a party for me to be a surprise at Grandma and Grandpa's, but it didn't work cause I walked in with Erin knowing and Grandma and Grandpa didn't do a big surprise.

An Asian stadium thing. big formation by 'Master' moving around a lot. Shooting different things with arrows - giant?

Someone and I were in a kitchen and I was high of of diarrheal (diarrhea meds?). And she wanted to be able to fall asleep that easy. Then I pointed to the pills with my feet.

I was drinking Mountain Dew out of a bendable flower cup.

Tiffani talking to me while we're looking in a fridge about how she disagreed with the polocies that the Pastor had to say about sex.

Dream Fragment

I was a TIE Pilot I was flying. I think I was in battle.

Dream

I was in the body of Hey Arnold it was like I Quantam Leaped. Something bad was going on and I waved to some guys whn I left a bank. Then a police officer said "Hey, kid!. Don't wave to them,there bad people!" He had some kind of speech impediment.

I then went home and it was different instead of a board house it was an average house. I went to the kitchen and talked to Grandpa (Arnold's Granpa not mine) He was still crazy and spoke in his usual voice.

Side Note

During the Hey Arnold dream I was partially lucid.

It took me like 4 hours to get to sleep.
Before I got to sleep I was in a park and my friend threw a ball at me and it woke me up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

1st Dream:

It was sunny out, very sunny. I was standing on top of a hill, and looking out to a lot of rolling hills. The hills were green, but had a yellow tint to them, due to the sun being so bright. There was a beautiful blue lake about 200 yards to my right. Beyond the lake were gray mountains. On the lake there was a red colored, one story house, and it was the only thing on the lake. The house looked old, due to the fact that some areas of the house had paint chipped off.

The next thing I knew, I was right next to the house. There was a dirt road from where I was no standing at the houses front door, to where I was up on the hill. I looked around, and saw my cousins, and my grandpa from my moms side of the family. The mood was awkward, but happy at the same time. I haven't seen them in months (in real life), but I was happy to see them again.

I opened up the yellow door to the house. Inside the house, was all of the same furniture from my grandpa's house before. My grandpa actually owns a house on a lake that is the same color, only this wasnt the lake, my cousins dont like there, and the house is 10x's bigger than the one in my dream. There are four rooms that split off from the main area. The front of the house is all windows that are currently open. They over look the dock that is attached to the house, and on the lake. I walk into the first room on the left. There is one chair, so I sit down in it and look out one of the windows. "Wow, I can't believe he moved," I thought. I see my cousin walk in with a gray shirt, and she tells me via telekinesis that we have to go. I walk out side, and look at everyone again.

And that's the last thing I can remember from the dream. The rolling hills look exactly like I mentioned in my first DJ on this site.

2nd Dream:

This dream was really weird, because I can't remember ever having a dream like this before. The dream is centered around a girl, so I will just call her "J".

I was at a campground, I know I have had a dream here before. There was a lot of tree cover, and it was raining. I was about to take place in a race (running). I started running, and I was running down a mountain. (I watched this video before going to bed, and this is what the trail looked like: http://bit.ly/18hykg). As I was running, all I could think about was "J", I was now running on a tar road, and I passed a gas station, then I went back onto a trail in the woods. After running for quite a while, I ended up at my grandpa's house (not the one in the dream I had before, his real one). I remember taking a path to the left, instead of taking one to the right (like everyone else was doing). I somehow ended up winning, and I remember "J" was standing on my grandpa's deck and told me "I can't believe you won! You followed the same route as me, I guess I can give you another chance now". To win the race, you didn't just have to follow a strict path, you could take any route to get there, and I guess I followed the same one that "J" did.

It's weird, because in real life, me and "J" have never even been together.

General text non-lucid dream awake lucid dream

I don't really have much to say on the dream/dreams of the night. I remember waking up in the middle of the night, but I barely had any memory of my dream at that point. I didn't write anything in my journal at that point because I was so tired and I had so little information. I had another dream between that moment and the time my alarm went off. My recall of this one was also horrible, so I'm not even sure what fragment belongs to which dream.

One fragment I can remember is standing in line to an amusement park. I was with my grandpa and I pointed to a wooden roller coaster that was built around a small mountain. I yelled, "OMG!!! That's my favorite ride!" Although I don't remember anything after that, the roller coaster probably woke me up.

This fragment was even worse. All I remember is being in some place that was a cross between a jungle and a swamp. I remember being in a Jeep with some other guy who had a funny mustache. I also keep getting a vision of a giant steel robot in the jungle.

I guess I need to work on dream recall a little more.

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