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I'm lying in bed, because I'm sick again. My parents had gone out for a walk in the woods or something like that, I feel like they've been out all day. When my dad gets home he comes into my room and sits on the edge of my bed.

He tells me that my mum is dead. She fell down in the woods and died. I think of my mum falling onto a pile of sticks, breaking her leg. He tells me that the funeral has already been held.

I can't believe this. I ask him how he could have held a funeral without me - in one afternoon? I protest that I wanted to see her one more time but my dad himself has a distraught look on his face. I think that maybe he couldn't bear to wait. I'm in shock but I feel tears sliding down the sides of my face, wetting my ears. 'How old was she?' I ask, '58? 59?' We share the feeling of her being too young without having to say anything.

"Try not to think of her body," my dad says. "It disappeared in the fire I burned her in... Think of her soul." I think of a flaming wooden funeral pyre.

Some time later, there are lots of people over at my house. I seem a lot younger here than I really am. The adults stand talking with my dad and they each drink a vial of liquid that is supposed to make them the opposite of drunk. Some kids climb up onto my bed and we discuss that drink, agreeing that it is evil. We drink something that makes us hyper before knocking us out.

The news hasn't really sunk in yet, but when I wake up the next morning while everyone is getting ready to leave, I look out of the window at the bright blue sky and it makes me wail and cry out. "I want my mum back!" I say it twice and my dad tries to comfort me, but he doesn't say anything.

I changed my mind about posting the lucid. I can't piece together the sequence of events and have literally been agonising over it for more than a month which has been causing me to slack off on practicing (trivial, I know). So I've decided to forget all about it. It wasn't even an interesting dream!

A girl and I are in a large tower with a spiral staircase winding up untold heights through the stone walls. It becomes apparent that there is an evil spirit chasing us. We run up the stairs for a while, then duck into a room. I run back out to distract from the girl and run up the stairs some more. But the girl doesn't hide like I thought she would. Instead, she decides to sit on a table and just face the door, waiting for the spirit to get her, as if by seeing it, things will be okay. I get a feeling of doom as I see the creepy spirit woman rush through the door and tackle the girl. My heart sinks in my chest. But there are more harmful things nearby, and nothing else I can do for her, so I try to stay hidden to fight another day.

(This was a lot cooler when I first woke up, but I went back to bed for 3 hours, then went to work, so some of the details have eluded me at the moment.)

So my dream's a little bitty, I've only just started trying to remember them anyway..

I was in my (mum's) friend's house with Jane (who is the said friend), I think this was more of a memory the dream thought up. I didn't register it then but the rooms of the house were set out differently to how they actually are, and her living room had ghastly orange cushions placed on this three seat, brown leather sofa.
This room was important because someone had commited 'suicide', I can't remember if it was supposed to be Jane's boyfriend or his kidnapper (yup, the imaginary boyfriend had been kidnapped not long before) by she and I somehow knew it was a murder meant to look like suicide.

The scene then changed to myself, my mother and two other people attempting to walk down this really steep alley in town, which was flooded or had a lot of water. I remember feeling quite nervous because I was trying really hard not to fall over, we eventually had to cling onto the wall on our right (which in the dream had a huge chunk missing) to get down.
Once we reached the bottom (phew) I asked my mother where Jane was and she told me her friend had gone away for a few months following the incident. At that point I remember wanting never to have seen the horrific scene of the 'suicide' as I'd unknowingly walked into the room, being the one to discover it....
There was something about a neighbour across the road but I can't remember that now, though I think her name was Dani?

And right in the middle there was the random moment where I googled something (all I could see was the screen) and on images I saw the comic book versions of Sam and Dean Winchester.

Fragment, non-lucid:

Me and my friend Kevin (He's a heavy Spurs supporter and he like idolizes Gareth Bale, their star scorer), anyway we were seeing how many pullups we could do and competing with each other and he beat me anyway and I was like ah damn it and then he tagged me in the comment of a Gareth Bale picture and it got like 9 likes or something and I was like ah damn it and everybody was laughing about it.

Bit vague, but that's the best I can remember that fragment.

End of fragment.

Again, another night where I didn't remember much. Frustrating. My sleep schedule has been irregular, which doesn't help.

In the last dream of the night, I walked a few miles down the road from my aunt's house to a convenience store that doesn't actually exist. I wanted to buy 2 gallons of milk, some food, and some candy bars. I didn't have enough money for the entire purchase on one card, so I had to do 3 separate transactions for less than $4 each. The clerk put each transaction in its own plastic bag.

I began to walk home. The milk was heavy and somehow both my hands and arms were full, and the bags were unwieldy. I stopped at another store to meet up with my mother. For some reason I set the bags down momentarily and went into the store. When I returned, my bags were gone. I didn't have any more money left to buy any more milk or food, so I curled up in a ball on the ground and began to sob.

non lucid. My house in the city is now in the country. A long winding country road to get there. There is a path that goes out beyond a pond/lake and there appears to be a second part to our house. I thought "cool, more bedrooms". But the kitchen was dark. To get back and forth I ride some kind of motorized saucer shaped sled. The second part turned into some kind of hotel for young singles. Don't know how that happened. Then I guess it wasn't mine anymore.

"So, do you think it's around here?" Kelly asked.
"Yeah. At least, the GPS pointed me here. The Apple Store should be right around the corner." I said.
We were sitting at a cafe in a city, enjoying the amazing temperatures that the day had brought.
"So, how did you break your iPhone again?" Said Rick, who wanted to go where he wanted to go, instead of helping me run errands.
"I accidentally left it in my pants, and it went through the dishwasher. You don't know how upset I was when I found out." I answered, holding the broken iPhone in my hand. "I'm hoping to exchange it for a new one through my warranty."
"Well, let's get going!" Sky yelled, eager to continue our trek through New York City.
"Wait. Guys, what's that on the TV?" Asked Rick, looking toward the TV in the cafe.
The TV had red static on it, something that I had never seen before. "I'm not sure. It doesn't look-"
All of a sudden, I heard screaming in the streets. People were running, but from what?
Upon running outside, we didn't see anything, but we did feel something. The air was becoming thinner.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"I think that we're somehow losing oxygen, and by the looks of it, so is everyone else." Sky answered. "We need to find a place that has oxygen!"

We ran past crowds of people, from store to store, until we found a community center.

"There may be a community swimming pool in here" Kelly said, "If we can make it inside the pool, the water can help us replenish our oxygen" (I'm pretty sure that this doesn't work Science-wise, but hey, it's a dream. )

We ran and jumped into the community pool, glad to regain our oxygen. Through the clear windows of the swimming pool area, we could see massive waves of people dying in the streets. What could have happened?

All of a sudden, one more person busted into the pool room. It was my high school biology teacher, Mrs. Hemsley!

"Oh, wow. You survived?" Mrs. Hemsley asked.
"For now" I said, unsure of why she was asking.
"But what could have caused it?" Kelly asked, hoping for an answer.
"This may sound strange, but Aliens. I have been tracking their activity throughout the last few years, and now they have finally struck. They are hiding in the abandoned factory. Maybe if you go now, you can stop them, they can only lower the oxygen levels every thirty minutes. See ya."
And with that, my Science teacher left.

We headed out of the building, examining the casualties of the oxygen level being lowered. However, there were some people still in the street. How could they have survived? The second that they spotted us, they ran toward us.

"Ahaha, so you survived? You see, we were sent by our leader to help secure the oxygen reduction field, and then to kill anyone that lives afterward!!!"

All 8 alien spies, dressed as street performers, attacked the four of us, and at first they were winning, but then...

All of a sudden, I realized that this must have been a dream!

Suddenly, a battle menu opened, and we fought a turn by turn rpg-esque battle. I felt like I knew what it was from, but for some reason, I couldn't remember. We quickly defeated the alien spies, and we headed into the factory building. As we went through the floors, which were oddly silent (aside from the sounds of machinery), I wondered, Who could this alien leader be? I wonder what type of alien my mind could create.

And finally we reached the top.The room was totally clear aside from a metallic floating ball in the center of the room. I stepped up to the ball, and then opened it from the center. Inside was the thing that I had least expected. Giegue from Mother/Earthbound! Before I could do anything, he flew away, eyes red, leaving earth in ruins. Before I woke up, I heard him say in my mind, "I'll be back another day, don't you forget it!"

I think it may be important to know if you're about read the following description of my dream that I'm an adult woman and don't have any children. In my dream I knew a little girl (maybe 5 or 6) who could heal people with her energy. I was standing in what seemed like a courtyard outside of her school, waiting to pick her up, and I was thrilled that I would get to see her; my mother was there, sitting on a bench nearby, and I was telling her I was so excited for her to meet this little girl. Soon kids came spilling out of the doors, and finally she walked out behind the other kids, and I picked her up and was swinging her around in the air. I remember she was wearing a hoody that was almost obscuring her face. While I was swinging her, she seemed to shrink in size, until she was doll sized, and she looked sad. I sensed that she had tried to heal somebody and failed. I stopped and said, "What's the matter, honey? Why do you look so sad?" and she said, "I just can't do anything right anymore." With that, she was letting go of her own life energy, and she slumped in my hands, dead. I was so overcome with fear and despair I tried to cry for help with all of my might, but all that would come out was a wheezy gasp. I looked at my mother, and she was asleep. I kept trying to yell and finally I did - really - and woke myself up yelling (scared my poor dog half to death!) and with a crushing feeling of loss. I have my own ideas about the meaning, but would welcome some different ones for consideration.

[Dream in blue.]
[Lucid in red.]
[Nightmare in pink.]
[Non-dream in normal.]



I'm going to start making more of an effort, I swear. Although, I've had around 4 lucids lately. Forgotten them now, but ah, well. I had a stressful few weeks.

The last dream I recall clearly was one I had a few days ago. I was a mom, with a daughter of 6 or 7 months. I was fiercely protective of her, although, she had no name that I recall (Lennie? Maybe??). I had to keep changing her, but I didn't mind.

Her diapers were made of Lavitera leaves - a plant I'm allergic to - but even that didn't stop me.

I left her with Joy, our neighbour, briefly, and rushed to her side when I got back.

I was so attached and when I woke up I almost cried. Spent the next two days longing to be a mother.

I'm 17. Wtf!

"We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss of it."
~ James Matthew Barrie

I saw a man dressed in reddish rags sitting on a street corner. Brown was the color of his hair and eyes, and his skin was fairly filthy. He had a life, a wife, two children, but all were gone. He never bothered to tell how he lost it all. He just looked at me and flipped a coin.
This was mega depressing. Alas, alas, it was only a fragment. It also was so realistic, even when it comes to being like reality that I didn't notice it was a dream. Honestly, there was nothing wrong with this one.

I had two dreams this night but I can only remember minor details about the first one.


#1) The first dream took place in a vast plain. There was a giant half woman, half snake creature that was battling another creature that I could not see clearly. The serpent woman was talking one hell of a beating and there was blood everywhere. I do not remember anything else, not even how it ended.


#2) The second dream had me walking down a long cave-like tunnel. There were many rooms along the way that were like classrooms or workshops in a college. I was not in this place alone as there were many people participating in the classes and workshops. Most of the people were young adults and I did not recognize any of them as people I know in real time.

Passing through the first few rooms was uneventful, but in one workshop there were many bandsaws and other electric wood cutting tools that were tightly cramed together, making it very difficult to get past (and I had to get past them to get the the next room). All of the electric tools were on, adding to the danger. I did make it through, but not before almost running into and knocking over a table saw.

Another room I came to was empty of desks or tools, and the floor was made of a very smooth, reflective marble. There was a lady standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by many handsome young men lounging about on pillows. She was tall, graceful and very elegant looking. Her skin was a porcelain white and she had very long vampire-like fangs coming out of her mouth. She did not saying thing, but I got the sense that she was the caretaker of this cave-tunnel place and protected the people inside.

I was not afraid of her, and she made no threatening gestures towards me. She just smiled at me, then turned to a young man laying on a pillow and reached for him. The lady took him in her arms and opened her mouth. The young man stroked her unnaturally long vampire-like fangs for a moment before she leaned in and bit his neck. The price for her protection I suppose, but I did not see what happened next because I was anxious to move onto the next room.

I walked through a doorway and found myself outside. I was at the base of a mountain and there was a river in front of me that was draining into a vast ocean. In the river I could see parts of my family's Westfalia floating down the river. I panicked and dived in. Despite the size of the peices, I grabbed them without problem and easily pulled them to the rocky shore. A shadow fell across me and I looked up the see the procelain-skinned vampire lady and the young man she had bit smiling softely at me. I felt silly and said it was stupid to love a car so much that you would risk your life for it, but the lady said it was because I had a good soul and a lot of love to give or something like that.


When I had this dream my family was about to sell our 1986 Volkswagen Westfalia and I was sad because I had a lot of good memories in it. I have been from one end of Canada to the other in that vehicle and I miss it, even though I know that it was "just a car." I think this is why I jumped into the river in the dream to retrieve the Westfalia peices - I was reluctant to see it go.