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• I prepared for a romantic evening by picking out hooks to hang on the wall so I'd have provocative lingerie hanging on the wall when my guy arrived -- he never noticed it and promptly told me he had to go away without spending the night.
• There was something about a couple, very much in love, wearing space suits on the surface of Mars, and she was eternally young and beautiful while he shriveled up and withered away.
I barely remember it, but had a lucid with great dream control and vividness.
Also, I remember a fragment of a dream where I was trying to take a photo of an outstanding landscape, but I wasn't far enough to catch the whole scene. Really, really impressive.
Had knife fights with a woman and her gang...it was pretty bloody and disturbing...usual a defense of myself in my own dream from people jealous of me. But i did win in the end, from a very controlling evil woman who goes after anyone she hates.
Good conquers all.
I saw someone in trouble and I helped them, I then realised it was a friend, in the process of aiding said friend I found out that I was Iron Man.
Began taking little red estrogen 2mg pills, began feeling incredibly happy, then woke up saying what the fuck that was a dream?!?!
-Some kind of squirrel was trying to bite me, so I grabbed a friend of mine and used him as a shield. Didn't work at all.
- Went lucid when saw my deceased grandmother. Then I expected my subconcious to appear and it appeared with the image of my grandmother. I asked her to clean all the anxiety but she said that I couldn't control her, and she couldn't do that.
Lucid: Interrupted a DC who was taking a photo, to see if he was capable of any other social interactions.
I was taking care of a child, not sure whose child but I know that it was being raised by it's grandparents.
Night full of dreams (love these), didn't record until morning, about 60-70% of the list I built up mentally through the night survived.
+ I'm buying a woman's swimsuit (for myself), I don't know which dressing room to enter to try it on
+ I'm a kids' swimming / water polo coach (wearing a woman's one-piece suit), I enter the game and play goalie (skilfully!)
+ I'm in my childhood home's backyard with college friends F&D, I show them my lemon tree and habanero plants
+ I hesitantly invite a bunch of kids down my driveway and direct them into the backyard to play.
+ entering my apartment building, they've replaced the (previously normal) staircase with jungle-gym/playground climbing equipment, how will the old people go home? I get stuck at one point and have to backtrack to keep going up towards my place
+ Walking through a hallway, one guy I think was a priest with a backpack bulging with holy books, but he has cut his hair really short and has a moustache.
+ New top-3/5 sex dream, she's a young / beautiful / hot girl and we're going at it for quite a while, she speaks at one point (definite improvement in interactivity, normally sex partner DCs are silent), close to lucid, felt very bold & present in the moment.
Lucid: Created my own Candy Land and indulged! :drool:
I was walking down an alleyway, a long alleyway, I couldn't see the end and when I looked back I couldn't see how I entered even though I knew I hadn't been walking it for very long.
+ riding a streetcar, it's going the wrong way from where I'm going
+ ordering a sub in a diner, quite detailed, I paid with a hamburger, some cops took my table, there was a guy there with a foldable typewriter (anybody here remember what a "typewriter" is? :)
+ my son leads me (against my will) to a house full of young people where he takes back a toy plastic army man from a bully who took it from him (who's in the shower and crying?)
+ I'm sitting at a table with other adults, they recruit me to their baseball team, I say I've only really played softball
+ I undress a girl and initiate foreplay with her in a dining/living room, the door behind us keeps opening, I keep trying to close it, I suggest we move to a room, we come around a corner and find 3 men in an art class with easels, they're singing a song in unison, I join in signing and try to get them/me to harmonize but it remains unison.
+ walking through a house / kitchen, it's very messy I think I'll never get it cleaned up
+ walking purposefully through a dark building/restaurant with the owner in a bad part of town, I'm giving options to the owner on how to improve business/what to do, I joke "make me regional manager" as one of the options.
Taught someone about lucid dreaming (while non-lucid... d'oh!)
That is funny :) .Quote:
Originally Posted by ~ Dreamer ~
Last night I had a dream I was trapped in a building where the building was possessed, I was in a room where the water on a shower head turned on by itself and a voice spoke to me (can't remember what it said) and the walls turned blood red in the whole building and every time I tried to run this demon-like monster chased me back into the room again. The floor was pooling with blood and part of me wanted to keep escaping only to be chased again by the monster.
Fun times.
I attempted to flirt back at a group of girls by quickly typing up a word document in big letters and print it before they walked by the printer. They didn't see it and just walked by. :embarrassed:
Introduced a deceased older cousin to another old man of his same ethnic background, in my friend MR's house.
Blasted my housemate for submitting my application for a job I didn't want.
I am not sure if I was teaching newbies the ropes in prison and teaching them all that they needed to know or if I was participating in a school student program designed to scare them so that they would get their lives together and stop being naughty.
Bedtime mugwort tincture: bizarre/abstract dreams for the night. Nice night it turns out!
+ some leather-strap-wearing girls (I can see a bit of breast) are writhing/wriggling suggestively on the floor, why are they doing that?
+ some rabbits/animals are eating apples, some of the apples have black marks on them
+ I (somebody else?) waves their arms and the giant pile of snowy firewood stacks itself hundreds of feet up into the sky and a hundred yards wide, way up into the clouds
+ building a cabin from logs that are hundred of feet long, tall and black, I'm concerned about them falling over. It's a white/snowy environment.
+ Building a cavernous house, a single absolutely ginormous room, ceiling a hundred feet up, go in this house, I feel warm inside (don't usually notice dream temperature), I want a real window and keep trying to open one but all I get is a computer screen with a heavily pixelated / patterned picture of the view outside, someone tries to convince me that via manipulating multiple reflections this will become a realistic view
+ I'm observing and conversing with some woman who is simultaneously in and out of a wall-sized painting with a mostly blue background, a vertical strip of the painting next to me becomes discolored (green)?, she talks about why this happened (I forgot), the front door opens and blue paint flies in to fill the cracks in the painting and somebody else comes to inspect these cracks.
+ I'm standing at the top of a very tall structure outside, some immigrant workmen have brought 4 large pieces of new construction to be attached (looks like cheap particle board), they try to install one piece but it doesn't fit in the groove in the floor, I suggest removing a screw on the new piece, then I see that this screw when screwed back in won't help anything because the outside of the piece is weak cardboard, the screw won't hold on it.
+ splat cat: a scene outside like a park, daytime, two people have an easel set up and a black cat is repeatedly squashing itself against the canvas to form different abstract patterns, I only briefly see the form of the cat for a split second before it re-splats itself against the canvas time and time again, the patterns are solid black but look like magnetic particles in a magnetic field, sort of "sharp" and 3d
+ copy guys: they're making 5000 copies, they set up an impressive assembly line of copiers feeding one another at high speed, only real experts can do this, they're producing an impressive multi-color document, they also have a technique for squaring up piles of cardboard boxes (hitting the top of the boxes with a stick/hammer while vibrating their foot/leg against the side of the pile), I think this is a great technique
+ packing fail: a bunch of people along with me are trying to assemble large cardboard boxes with foam inserts in order to pack (televisions?) but the boxes all fall apart in to pieces despite the cargo netting.
+ 5pm at the Skanky Ho restaurant.
+ following the leaf/paper on the path, trying to read its mind.
I had to go to the male bathroom and run through the middle of classrooms mid-lesson (the usual awkward school scenarios,) and then I cried my eyes out and was comforted by a young child.
Just some fragments: I was at a night club, someone had some tomatoes stolen off of the tomato plants they grew in the back seat of their car, I ran into some guy I have never met who ended up being a relative, left the night club with a group of friends and then we all got dragged back to the club by police so they could strip search us because they wanted to know who stole the tomatoes.
+ my wife is closing and barring a transparent-walled gate (dream sign), the number "666" arises, I say "no, no, no, that won't do" and it changes
+ something with a suitcase full of clothes
+ riding a helicopter from a high platform down to a conference center, I've left my shoes behind so I ride back up fast to look for them (looking for my shoes was an ongoing theme, I left my shoes IWL on the beach and waded yesterday, I kept looking back to make sure they were still there)
+ talking with my wife about a gym membership, she's asking about the size of the pool, I think it's big enough for her since I swam in it previously
+ walking with some young man, teaching him some calculus (differentiation, continuity), I go on for quite a while about differentiable points on a function and tangent lines, I imagine the graph and make motions with my hand, I'm talking about how you can't differentiate words, you need a numeric function, a woman also confirms this point
+ (thanks, ~Dreamer~, for the incubation of bathroom fails :) ) in a large open bathroom with open stalls, need go to #2, head to the very end for privacy, the toilets are not solid ceramic but make from a lattice-work of cris-crossing metal tubes (how can they work?!), a guy sits down practically right across from me ("really?!") then women start walking through the bathroom
+ approaching a concert, walking through hallways with other performers, I repeat "figaro figaro figaro", I tell my son to pay attention to the singers, I'm sitting in the orchestra the conductor looks my way, I've missed my entrance apparently, I hear my stand partner make a tentative entrance then stop, I look at the music, it's pretty tricky rhythm and the pace is really fast, the conductor is conducting in "one."
+ see high school friend KK she's playing her oboe and really sucks in the spit after she finishes playing (I think this his her bad habit) (and how disgusting it was when during a lesson I did the same after my teacher, who smoked, played my instrument for a bit, ewwwwwwwww), I think no matter how well you play the oboe it always sounds a bit quacky.
I was taken on a guided tour of a theme park, where the tour guide was just trying to plug his hair/makeup line, telling everyone that he knew the secret to eye-catching beauty.
I was involved in a dance presentation that I didn't know the moves to and then I started having premonitions before getting in a fight.
Went on adventures with very mild violence and a recurring theme of the water park shlitterbahn. (Strange mix)