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: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 June 04, 2008, 11:26:05 AM
Hey everyone I just got registered here a while ago.  I've been into lucid dreaming for some time though.  I'll get my journal started with last nights dreams :)

Night of 6/3/08

Well I did have a somewhat long lucid dream.  It started as a WILD.  I materialized in what could only be described as Yellow Stone national park.  It was a wooded area filled with pine trees mountains and a river right infront of me.  I knew I was dreaming because I had slowly just melted into it.  I was exstatic and thought it was time to have some fun.  I started out hovering over the river and going down stream and across to the other side. I went around a bend and saw my uncles house of all places.  I walk through the side of the house and into their hallway.  I walk down and look to my left seeing my two uncles and my cousin sitting on a couch watching TV.  They smile and say hello and everything. I headed down the hallway towards a bedroom with a locked door.   Then one uncle of mine who is staying there still had a shaved head and huge scar from brain surgery IRL. Jumped up and said wait wait don't go in there. I kinda scoffed and thought to myself I'll just go outside and walk through the wall. So I did so it was just a normal room.  I didn't know why I wasn't supposed to go in there.  Well I walked back through the wall outside.  Where my uncle was waiting for me looking kind of miffed.  He started ranting about how I wasn't supposed to go in there and how I think I can do whatever the hell I wan't.  I thought uh cha I can lol then made him levitate up into the air where instead of sky for some reason there was office building lowered cieling with the foam squares.  Then I let him down and left swimming back upstream the river I saw earlier.  I don't remember anything after that I think I stopped REM sleep or just lost lucidity.

There was also a short but disturbing dream 
I come to laying in bed but in what looked like a hotel room.  I looked at the TV to my right and it seemed to get bright and fuzzy if I concentrated on it.  It made me look away feeling uneasy.  Then I looked at the light and its light got brighter and brighter until I felt a snap and everything went black. I couldn't move or speak and felt kinda scared like I was buried under 6 feet of sand.  I realized it was sleep paralysis because I get it often and just relaxed and eventually opened my eyes back in my real bed.  Phew

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: Burned up June 04, 2008, 05:16:35 PM
Scary end to that night of dreaming Max. 

Looking forward to seeing more of your DJ!
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: Oneironautical1 June 05, 2008, 01:16:40 PM
Night of 6/4/08

Well oddly enough I had another lucid dream last night.  It was after I was awoken by the heat because our power went out and it got really muggy in the house.

I started out in my back yard looking out onto it from under the awning. I didn't really pull off a WILD nor did I do a reality check.  I just knew I was dreaming.  Then I thought whoa I can try some of the challenges that I saw on this board.  I remembered looking in the mirror at yourself.  Remembering I've never really done that before.  I didn't actually look into a mirror though because I was outside.  I saw myself kind of like a hologram of my face and shoulders.  I found that interesting.  Then I remembered the one to try to morph either giant or small.  So I actually grew ginourmous. I remember stepping down and making huge indentations in the ground.  I stepped over my house.  But for some reason when I saw how far down the ground was.  I must have lost concentration because I fell from that height landing on my moms car standing up.  I hopped off and into my drive way.  I then tried conjuring super powers like shooting fireballs.  My hands and arms lit up with what looked like flames on a gas soaked rag.  I felt pressure and tingling like a waking limb.  It didn't hurt but it was interesting like I was harnessing some power.  I put my hands out together and got a ball of plasma in between them.  I pushed it outward only to have it slowly drift off and peter out like a lit fart... I was kinda dissappointed.  So I tried harder the feeling in my hands and arms became more intense but not painful.  The ball got bigger this time and I pushed it using the same power I used to conjure it.  It shot out like a fireball on the anime dragon ball z. Now that was cool!  After that I think I slipped out of lucidity shortly after and lost recollection of anything.
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: Burned up June 06, 2008, 07:03:20 AM
Hey, what an experience.  Fire in dreams.  I never get that.

Love the mirror/hologram :)
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: annsie June 06, 2008, 09:03:16 AM

What a neat dream ! You were good at remembering to do so many things in the dream. I usually only remember to do one or two things at most.
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: Oneironautical1 June 06, 2008, 11:32:09 AM
Super powers like that seem to be common in my dreams.  Probly because I was a big fan of X-men as a child and watch anime where they have them as well :P

Night of 6/5/08

I had a normal dream dream last night.  I don't have a very good memory of the full plot but I remember bits and pieces.

I started out in what seemed like a prison.  But more like a school where people wore prison jumpsuits seeing as I never saw any cells the entire time.  I was walking around kind of by myself but having people nod be hello and stuff.  I was convinced it was a prison but I had no clue why I was there.  I kept walking around and went to the bathroom/locker room.  I didn't have a locker I guess because I was new.  I was looking around for what I was supposed to do so I went to the sink and shaved.  After that I was walking down the hall again.  When I was pulled aside by a woman that looked sorta like a social worker upbeat and dressed nice.  She pulled me aside and said my case worker wanted to talk with me.  She said his name is Jeff.  So I walk in and my friend Jeff is sitting there on the couch with someone else in a suit nealing on the couch next to him.  My friend had a cloth wrapped around his head only showing his eyes. 

He informed me that what they had me in for wasn't anything serious and that I would be released that day.  I then remember going back to the locker room smiling and happy that I was leaving.  Some of the people were smug about it but otheres were happy for me.  I tried to find my stuff.  But realized again I don't have a locker or stuff that I know of.  This black guy who appearently was my friend directed me to this slim locker only a few inches wide and looked around for personel.  He opened it for me saying that was my stuff.  It was 3 or so steak knives, a ruler, a spiral notebook and a couple other things.  I looked at the knives like WTF?  I grabbed the knives and walked toward the trashcan.  To throw them away.  A woman in gym teacher attire walked passed right after I concieled them in the trash.  PHEW.  I remember gathering up my stuff but then I lose recollection.  I remember bits of walking on the levee bank of this river thats near my house for some reason don't think it ties in.
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: Oneironautical1 June 09, 2008, 10:01:03 AM
Night of 6/8/08

F: I remember my dad who is now passed away.  Helping me pull my old futon into the garage.  Then me sitting down in the garage explaining I had forgotten what we were doing.  He just kind of looked at me with dissappointment in his eyes.  Then I looked at the work table.  There were words carved into the side of it.  "Cassandra's dogs:  Our Dogs:"  Also in what for some reason I knew was my sisters handwriting.  "Hhhhnnnnn"  and other various gibberish.  I don't really remember anything else.

D/LD: This is going to be hard to explain.  Ok I remember laying in bed.  My breathing being very slow.  It kind of made me feel uncomfortable.  I look out onto my room and as I'm looking around not moving.  I'm hearing different celeb voices talking to me intermitently.  David ducovni, John Madden, and many others.  Saying random things.  "You can't steal my finger!" "What are you doing?"  "Get lost asshole" it was freaky I think it may have been sleep paralysis.  Then I wake up.

L: Right after that odd event.  An even stranger thing happened.  I remember the same slow breathing but then waking right up.  But in my room with the lights on.  I knew I had to be dreaming.  I get up and walk into the den area.  There are dirty clothes strewn everywhere.  My little sister walks by and smiles but as a 12 year old not my 20 year old sister.  I proceed into the kitchen past the study to look in the mirror in the bathroom.  As I pass the study I see my dad sitting watching TV like he allways used to.  I give him the hello finger pointing gesture.  He smiles back.

I get into the bathroom and look in the mirror. Yea its me... Except I can hardly open my eyes at all.  As if looking into the sun after just waking up.  It was strange.  I left the bathroom then BOOM.  I'm back awake in MY bed in my dark room.  I'm looking around and in the center of my vision is this strange stuff like looking through a broken pane of glass that hasn't shattered.  It kind of morphs around.  (I've had this numerous times before sometimes lasting even when I get up and walk around a bit.)

Then I feel my breathing slowing down again.  I felt like I was going back to sleep.  All of a sudden I'm back in the dirty version of my house with my little sister younger and my dad still alive.  I walk down the hall to the living room and get on the computer.  Its in the same place but looks different.  The windows interface is black and shiney.  All of a sudden I wake back up in my dark room again.  With the same strange anomoly in my field of vision.  I look at the time and it matches up from when I would have slept and awoke through.  I didn't have sleep paralysis yet I didn't try to move I was enjoying jumping back and forth between realities.  I don't remember having any dream or lucid activity after that second time falling back asleep.
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: annsie June 09, 2008, 10:41:22 AM

Does the strange vision thing with your eyes only happen in the dreams ? Does it ever happen when you are awake ?
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: Oneironautical1 June 09, 2008, 10:50:42 AM

Does the strange vision thing with your eyes only happen in the dreams ? Does it ever happen when you are awake ?


It is when Im awake ???  I'll go back and clarify that in the journal entry.
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: annsie June 09, 2008, 10:55:39 AM

Thanks for clarifying  :)

I just was not sure whether you meant you had already woken up when you had the unsual visual experience or were you still in the dream.

The reason I asked is because I sometimes wake up with some strange vision too but I thought it was because I am short sighted and not wearing glasses.
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: Sunshine June 09, 2008, 10:10:02 PM
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: Oneironautical1 June 11, 2008, 10:30:06 AM
Night of 6/10/08

[D] I was riding in a car past a building entrance to what appeared to be a hotel.  For some reason I was Adam Sandler as his character from "Don't Mess With the Zohan" lol.  I was with some attractive woman.  I was driving along under the building near the entrance. When an elderly man tried to walk in front of me expecting me to stop.  I looked at him and he gave me a dirty look.  I proceeded to float out of the car and up to a balcony and spit on him.  People saw me do it so they were clammering around telling people to catch me and arrest me.  I kept flying around and going through wall after wall and eventually evading them. 

After that I went back to the entrance and just walked right in.  I seemed to have some sort of appointment.  I sat down with some gents in suits.  There was a reason I was there some sort of interview but I don't remember much about it after that.

[F]  I was walking around in some hardware store.  There was building material everywhere.  I looked to my right and there is a table with samples of clay on it.  I thought cool clay and picked up a sample to mess with it.  I saw another guy pick one up who looked sort of like a contractor or construction worker.  He was talking to a woman about how to apply the stuff.  He started scraping globs off and applying them to what looked like a long fishtank with most of the back wall of it lined with this clay.  It looked like wall siding where it had allready been applied. 

After that I'm in the checkout lane.  Talking to a friend and turn around to see an old old friend of mine.  I look at him and he recognizes me and smiles.  Except he didn't look normal his eyes were bloodshot and he was red in the face.  I assumed he was high.  (Now that I think about it last time I saw him.  He hinted that he smoked marijuana.  Wow I seriously didn't put that together till now :P)  I knew he was high so I thought I would mess with him.  I cocked my head and smiled really big and said "hows it goin?" kinda creepy.  He stopped smiling and blushed.  I guess I embarrassed him.

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: Burned up June 11, 2008, 11:53:58 AM
Hey, what an experience.  Fire in dreams.  I never get that.

See what I was talking about, Bu?  People who played a lot of video games have a huge advantage with stuff like that!  It just comes naturally to them.   

Haha yes.  I never get vampires, zombies, laser battles, mythical creatures or any other things which seeming feature in other people's lives either.

Night of 6/10/08

[D] I was riding in a car past a building entrance to what appeared to be a hotel.  For some reason I was Adam Sandler as his character from "Don't Mess With the Zohan" lol.  I was with some attractive woman.  I was driving along under the building near the entrance. When an elderly man tried to walk in front of me expecting me to stop.  I looked at him and he gave me a dirty look.  I proceeded to float out of the car and up to a balcony and spit on him.  People saw me do it so they were clammering around telling people to catch me and arrest me.  I kept flying around and going through wall after wall and eventually evading them. 

After that I went back to the entrance and just walked right in.  I seemed to have some sort of appointment.  I sat down with some gents in suits.  There was a reason I was there some sort of interview but I don't remember much about it after that.

Or that kind of dream :(


[F]  I was walking around in some hardware store.  There was building material everywhere.  I looked to my right and there is a table with samples of clay on it.  I thought cool clay and picked up a sample to mess with it.  I saw another guy pick one up who looked sort of like a contractor or construction worker.  He was talking to a woman about how to apply the stuff.  He started scraping globs off and applying them to what looked like a long fishtank with most of the back wall of it lined with this clay.  It looked like wall siding where it had allready been applied. 

After that I'm in the checkout lane.  Talking to a friend and turn around to see an old old friend of mine.  I look at him and he recognizes me and smiles.  Except he didn't look normal his eyes were bloodshot and he was red in the face.  I assumed he was high.  (Now that I think about it last time I saw him.  He hinted that he smoked marijuana.  Wow I seriously didn't put that together till now :P)  I knew he was high so I thought I would mess with him.  I cocked my head and smiled really big and said "hows it goin?" kinda creepy.  He stopped smiling and blushed.  I guess I embarrassed him.

That one leaves me with an uncomfortable feeling  :-\
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: Oneironautical1 June 12, 2008, 12:22:48 PM
Night of 6/11/08

I know my entries are long but I feel I need to be descriptive since I can recall them pretty well.  :)

[D]  Well I was in a car driving into what looks like a school parking lot.  The school was rather small from the outside.  As we pulled into the lot a sprinkler on top of the only light pole in the lot started spining and spraying water. I guess to water the asphault?  :P  The person I was riding with some older woman said it gets up to an inch deep at times.

We get out and walk into the school.  I look around and every door is like one in a super market.  When you step infront they open.  I kept saying it was a school but the woman I was with.  I guess a tour guide kept telling me it was someones house.  I told her about how my sister lives in an old church which is true so I guess it could be someones house now. I walked down the hall and the guide introduced me to an elderly couple.  I kneeled down to talk to the man.  I was telling him how neat it was and it was kind of like a house of tomorrow with all the automatic doors.  He liked the description.  I think we had a conversation but I can remember what.

After speaking with him I noticed there was a group of girls and some guys standing around.  Some of which I recognized from school.  The girls were all in cheerleader outfits that matched my schools.  They were all sitting in chairs and would get up grab the chair and run to the other side of the room and sit down in the chair again.  I remember two girls bumping into one another and falling and kind of wincing that must have hurt. Then all of a sudden all the guys ran into another room across the hall.  I don't know how I knew but I just assumed. Basketball!!! I ran in and there were a bunch of buddies from school all just hanging out shooting hoops.  I went and grabbed a ball it was somewhat flat and much smaller than a real basketball.  I shoot around a bit and dunk a couple times.  I talked to one friend who proclaimed it had been a long time since we played.  I don't remember anything after that.


[L]  It started off as a WILD.  I got out of my bed and walked through the window next to my bed as I allways. Do  I made my way from the backyard to the front.  Via climing the tree next to my window to the roof.  I was on the roof and I was amazed how bright the colors were and everything looked and felt like a summer morning.  I was on the roof I tried to fly off but only slowly floated down like a feather.  I walked over to my front portch.  I got to the edge of it only a few feet off the ground and tried to fly off but just stepped right off.  I was getting agrivated that I couldn't fly and I knew I was dreaming and was capable of it I just couldn't get off the ground.  Then I remembered my other dream where I put my palms facing down and used them to fly.  I got off the ground maybe 12 or so feet but couldn't muster getting any higher :(. 

I flew along the street infront of my house.  Oddly enough it wasn't the same neighborhood I live in.  It was some recently developed very cookey cutter house feel to it.  I was flying alond and noticed something in the distance.  It was a dragon!  It was demolishing a vehicle maybe 100 yards up the street.  It saw me and flew towards me it was kind of scary but I knew I could take him out and save the neighborhood.  He flew at me and I grabbed him by the snout and flew higher up.  I could suddenly fly higher now cool.  I flew up and grabbed his top and bottom jaw and opened it until it snapped.  Then threw him hard to the ground maybe 70 feet down.  I don't remember anything after that except looking back and see the dragon layin in someones yard lifeless.

[F]  This fragment I remember playing a video game on a game cube system.  It was a spiderman game.  I was webslinging across this large open canyon.  I kept having to restart because I would miss something and fall.  I eventually made it across and realized I could change the character around and it would look funny webslinging as Mario.  I flipped through characters and chose Mario but he was made out of mud or something he sloshed when he walked and shot little mud balls instead of webbing.
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: dallyup52 June 12, 2008, 08:05:18 PM
I was getting agrivated that I couldn't fly and I knew I was dreaming and was capable of it I just couldn't get off the ground.  Then I remembered my other dream where I put my palms facing down and used them to fly.  I got off the ground maybe 12 or so feet but couldn't muster getting any higher

What do you think that it means when we can't fly or do some other relatively easy task?
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: Oneironautical1 June 12, 2008, 11:37:15 PM
I was getting agrivated that I couldn't fly and I knew I was dreaming and was capable of it I just couldn't get off the ground.  Then I remembered my other dream where I put my palms facing down and used them to fly.  I got off the ground maybe 12 or so feet but couldn't muster getting any higher

What do you think that it means when we can't fly or do some other relatively easy task?
If your refering to it being an innately difficult if not impossible task.  That it should obviously be hard then I don't know. However when it comes to a "consciously" lucid dream. I feel believing in yourself is one of the keys.  If I truely knew I was dreaming why couldn't I perform ANYTHING I wanted?  Well the answer is deep down I didn't believe I could.  Which makes me think its some sort of psychological imprint of gravity and everything that goes up must come down type of thing imbeded in out psychy.
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: Oneironautical1 June 13, 2008, 09:22:36 PM
Night of 6/13/08

I don't have very good recollection of anything last night.  Except quite a few zaps.  Is what I call them.  Where I wake up not in a jump but just feel or hear a pop and I wake up.  Last night it happened a good 3-4 times. One of them I saw a flash of light and felt a pop and I woke up.  It was pretty strange stuff.

[F] Well it wasn't much of a dream.  It was a slidshow of frontal headshots of hundreds of people flipping through extrememly fast.  I couldn't pull a face that I knew but it was tons and tons of different faces just flashing by.  I felt like I was going to have a seizure.  I shook and woke up.
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: Burned up June 14, 2008, 04:33:23 PM
Night of 6/13/08

I don't have very good recollection of anything last night.  Except quite a few zaps.  Is what I call them.  Where I wake up not in a jump but just feel or hear a pop and I wake up.  Last night it happened a good 3-4 times. One of them I saw a flash of light and felt a pop and I woke up.  It was pretty strange stuff.

Hmmmm....I had a night like that a week or two ago.  Didn't like it much.

[F] Well it wasn't much of a dream.  It was a slidshow of frontal headshots of hundreds of people flipping through extrememly fast.  I couldn't pull a face that I knew but it was tons and tons of different faces just flashing by.  I felt like I was going to have a seizure.  I shook and woke up.

That sounds weird.  Sounds like lots of uncertainty going on for you.  :-\
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: Oneironautical1 June 14, 2008, 10:54:17 PM
Oh yea theres more than my fair share of that but I think things get balanced out nicely :goodjob:
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: annsie June 14, 2008, 11:57:45 PM
If your refering to it being an innately difficult if not impossible task.  That it should obviously be hard then I don't know. However when it comes to a "consciously" lucid dream. I feel believing in yourself is one of the keys.  If I truely knew I was dreaming why couldn't I perform ANYTHING I wanted?  Well the answer is deep down I didn't believe I could.  Which makes me think its some sort of psychological imprint of gravity and everything that goes up must come down type of thing imbeded in out psychy.


I agree with you. Even when I am lucid in a dream, I often dont "think" I can just do anything , like there is still a mental block somewhere.

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: Oneironautical1 June 15, 2008, 10:52:10 AM
Night of 6/14/08

Let me tell ya bout my best friend

[D]  Well I started out what looked like I was looking at a dvd cover.  The title was FLML  and was all green and had this white monster that looked like a cross between a deep sea tube worm and a man.  It was laying somewhat limp with a smile on its big red mouth and the jaw slung down to the floor.  After that I remember seeing a scene with the monster playfully jumping up and trying to reach a ceiling mounted camera.  It was rather creepy looking very lanky and a large head all white with bright red lips and no eyes.  The scene changed to that of people in lab coats in an observing room that seemed to be maybe 100 feet in the air above the observation room.  They were taking notes and then something smashed through the windows and destroyed the observation deck.  The people were clammering around and the monster which was probly 25 feet tall.  Jumped and clutched the remaining demolished room tearing it apart. I had an uneasy feeling about it all.  Not fear for some reason. 

The scene shifted to the monster tromping down a downtown street.  People running away and stuff.  It wasn't destroying anything just kind of running around scared itsself.  I was in the street myself and heard it coming and ran into a department store.  I saw its feet stomp by and then I went outside.  I was convinced it was looking for me and that it was tracking my scent.  I all of a sudden I fly up through the cieling to the next level to get a better look.  I tried to do so but the ceiling stretched like rubber then I finally went through not breaking the floor.  I was on the next level up and saw it come back around the corner it had rounded just prior.  Kind of looking here and there and I knew he could smell me.  I broke through the window and flew up.  He spotted me, and smiled.  I flew out reach of him to the top of a very tall tree.  The tree started to arch over him almost within reach.  Then it snapped and fell on top of him.  I flew to the top of the building about 3 stories up.  To see if it had any effect.  Only the tree was there.  Then all of a sudden it jumped up next to me on the roof.  He knelt down and said in a deep but child like demenor "Jake do bad?".  I looked down realizing I was actually friends with the creature but he was too moronic to know what he was doing.  I said "Yea yea..." and walked off with him in tow.

We were walking down what looked like an alley then to an open lot a few hundred yards in each direction with random junk littering the surrounding area.  We were walking along and saw an old trailor from a big rig.  We hopped in to see what if anything was in it.  The creature found a guitar looking childrens toy.  He picked it up elated to have a new toy.  It had plastic strings that only made a dull hum when strummed.  He was playing away when I noticed there was another.  I picked it up and inspected it to find out it had a switch that would turn it on and it would play a song.  I turned his and mine on and we pretended to rock out :D. 

After that we saw an old pickup truck with beer bottles all over it.  I looked at the creature and said hey go let off some steam.  But then I noticed there were red necks in the truck drinking.  And turned around because I didn't want things to get ugly with my 25 foot tall monster counterpart.  They exclaimed what too good to hang out with us.  I just replied no just got other things to do. They kept badgering us as we walked away.  I don't remember anything in this particular plot happening after that.
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: Oneironautical1 June 17, 2008, 07:23:32 AM
Well firstly this will be the last post from me for a while.  I'm going up north in the states here to visit family at a family reunion.  Will be for 10 days or so but I'll be camping the whole time so no internets...

Night of 6/16/08

[F]  I remember being at work behind the register.  There was a group of 4 people my co-worker was ringing up.  One of the people asked for their drink they had set behind the counter earlier.  I handed it to them bumping into my co-worker.  After they were gone she pulled me aside and scolded me for bumping into her.  Shes kind of got an abrasive personality.  Very strong willed and outspoken sometimes bordering on frustrating even for customers.  Thats all on that one.

[D]  I was in the study at my parents house.  There was around 20 movies strewn around on the floor I gathered them up.  It was actually a tv series.  With bruce willis in it. I decided to watch all of them.  Time kind of just went by somewhat like a montage with random scenes here and there further and further along.  When I finished the last one.  I realized I only watched the first episode on each disc.  D'OH! 

It was too late to watch the rest of them and had to return the tapes.  After that I was waiting in my car getting stuff together.  When this attractive girl asked me to roll down the window.  She then asked if I knew how to get to a certain street.  I told her I knew the general area it was in but not where it was.  She smiled and said ya same here allright thanks anyway. 

I drove off maybe a block away and I look behind me and shes running to the car.  I see her and stay put despite cars behind me.  She catches up and jumps in smiling.  I take off a little fast because of the pissed people behind me.  I was going too fast however and when I entered onto an onramp.  I hit and went over the retaining wall and there was a 30 foot drop.  We all of a sudden just kind of flew out of the car grabbing onto the retaining wall.  I was scared that I would be the cause of injuring her.  I let go myself and slowly floated to the ground concentrating on turning back time.  It worked and instead of even talking to her I just smiled and drove away...
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: Hiros June 17, 2008, 08:52:21 AM
Hey, cool dreams! I like how you fought the dragon in that lucid :D

I let go myself and slowly floated to the ground concentrating on turning back time.  It worked and instead of even talking to her I just smiled and drove away...

I love how we can do that kind of thing in regular dreams!
I occasionally do a similar thing where I "load" my dream, like a save in a video game.
I still vividly remember a dream I had long before I started a DJ where I was being shot at by some thugs in a house, and I ran out onto a balcony and jumped off towards a swimming pool but missed and landed on the concrete, breaking my legs. I then loaded my save and was back in the house. It took me around 10 tries to jump into the pool successfully.
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: Burned up June 17, 2008, 09:11:25 AM
What a great ending!  Floating to the ground then turning back time.  Like that movie about the guy who could see a few seconds into the future.
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: dallyup52 June 17, 2008, 09:20:39 AM
I let go myself and slowly floated to the ground concentrating on turning back time.  It worked and instead of even talking to her I just smiled and drove away...

Dreams are so much fun  :)
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: Oneironautical1 June 26, 2008, 03:07:56 PM
Night of 6/25/08

[D]
It starts out with me sitting in a blue sedan infront of my house in the street.  I was alone, there was a person having a yard sale.  However the house looked the same no signs or even stuff outside I just knew she was selling her junk.  I sat there with her trying to sell me stuff.  I repeted no thanks. 

Then an attractive tall red head walking her dog strolled up.  She spoke with the saleswoman.  She was trying to sell the red head her ring.  The woman with the dog was interested but the woman wanted an outragous amount.  Something along the lines of eleventy billion dollars :P. The woman with the dog seemed to want to pay it.  I felt the need to get out of the car and mediate and get the gal a good price.  As I did this a random man walked up.  He seemed to be a friend of mine because he addressed me so.  I spoke with him about the situation. 

As I was doing so however a UFO shaped like a saucer flew up.  It was only about 2 meters wide.  Kind of odd, I stared at it for a sec then there was a extremely bright flash.  After that I opened my eyes and things seemed to be different.  I felt like I wasn't in the same world I just was.  I ran into what used to be my house where a few people were gathering.  I ran through seeing the saucer in the window to the backyard I ran out to try to get them to put me back in the original reality with the pretty red head ;).  But they flew off and I chased them here and there.  Then I wake up.
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: Oneironautical1 July 02, 2008, 01:42:18 PM
Night of 7/1/08

[D]
Starts out with me and some people drinking at my house.  Two were my uncle and cousin both named Jim.  I was on the front lawn with a drink in my hand.  They both came out and decided to pee on the lawn instead of inside :/.  After a few seconds a group of girls started walking up the street towards my house.  I started yellin at my relatives to get out of the lawn and go inside.  The girls got closer but they kept walking and went to my neighbors house which is vacant.  I knew it was vacant and I guess maybe the girls did too. 

Well I thought I would follow them and try to get them to leave.  My uncle came with me we met the girls at the door and told them to leave they could't occupy the house illegally.  They left, but me and my uncle got curious.  We went in the front door and saw a few things laying around.  Lamps a table and some other clutter.  I walked past it and lost site of my uncle.  I saw a staircase that went down.  I know for a fact the house was only one level.  No houses in texas have cellars really.

It was odd so I continued down the staircase and into a well lit room that seemed to be the size of a large store!  It was filled with all kinds of fun stuff.  Guitars all kinds you could think of.  It actually did have sections like a store like wal mart.  Sporting goods jewelry but it was all a collection of the previous owners.  I was intrigued by the jewelry and went to the glass cases and opened a drawer to see them up close.  I was inspecting the stuff when I heard someone tell me to drop it and get on my feet.  It was 2 police officers :/.  They said I was burglerizing the house and they were going to arrest me.  This really made me sad because IRL I had just gotten my life back together.  After that I sat handcuffed in a chair while they discussed what they were giong to charge me with.  After that I lose recollection.
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: dallyup52 July 02, 2008, 02:31:46 PM
This really made me sad because IRL I had just gotten my life back together.

Congratulations on that.   :goodjob:

I know that a small decision that seems right at the time can cause large problems.
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: Oneironautical1 July 03, 2008, 10:56:49 AM
Night of 7/02/08

[D]
Well I'm near a lake that I live by.  Thats kind of a notoriously dirty lake in the neighborhood.  I'm with my mom who is setting up what looks like a campfire to cook over and a picnic table with foods.  I however am walking around with a pool wand/net.  Picking stuff out of the lake.  Everything I was getting kept being pretty valuable stuff.  A ring, laptop, a 150 gig memory card for a camera. I can't remember the other stuff but it was valuable. 

After that I remember my mom and I getting sodas at the store and her saying shes not going back out there.  I was dissappointed because I was hungry and it would have been fun. 

[F]
I was in a super market with a big family I didn't know sitting in the grocery cart or on the edge talking to them.  There were 2 boys one was playing a nintendo DS and the younger one was watching.  2 girls were prattling on next to us and the parents were pushing the cart to the checkout line.  While in line I got out of the cart and walked away...

[L]
It started out my sister and her friend some shorter older guy named Roland.  Were loading the car with stuff to go camping with.  There was an ice pick in there for some reason.  I grabbed it and looked at her friend saying.  "Make sure this doesn't end up in my chest. OK?".  This made me realize I was dreaming because I had recently gotten into a heated verbal fight with him that night earlier.  They both hopped in the car and I was out of the car I jumped up and just lay on the windshield laughing.  They drive off and I stay in mid air in the same place.  I fly after them which is actually the fastest and most intricate flying I've done in a while.  Winding down this forest road zipping left and right at what felt like quite a fast speed.  I remember getting to a camp ground and them driving off.  I just stayed and hung out there.  I lost lucidity and don't remember anything else.
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: Oneironautical1 July 04, 2008, 12:12:52 PM
Night of 7/3/08

[L/F]
My sister was driving me to work in my moms car.  My little sister is kind of notorious for her bad driving.  She looked to her left trying to find something and I yelled.  Watch the road, the road was very slim and dirt.  I looked up ahead and there was a big section of it missing! It was about 3 feet deep and 7 feet wide gap in the road.  We were going to fast to stop.  I braced myself and though no way is this happening!  Then it clicked I knew I was dreaming.  Right as I did the car was going over the edge and it slowed down to super slow motion.  I then told her to calm down I'll get us there.  I piloted the car in the air with my mind.  Pretty fun we were very high up and going kind of slow floating.  I usually fall when I realize I'm really high up not sure why but I was proud I could fly it so high and not fall :D

[L]
This started out as a WILD a very long one at that.  I had been awake because our air conditioning stopped working so it was kinda warm.  I layed there on my back and put my pillow on my chest that I usually have between my legs.  I layed there just thinking.  Then I remember seeing some text like it was on a computer screen.  It was vivid and bright with different colors.  I don't remember what the text was.  But It made me realize I was getting close to fully dreaming.  I stayed relaxed and just watched the text type in and out.  Then I started seeing picture frame looking moving images.  People places and stuff. 

Then I end up outside what looks like a large hotel.  SUCCESS!  I look around its a large red brick with white accents building about 6 storys tall.  I walk around and decide to walk in but not using the door I walk through the wall.  I'm in a hotel room it looks alot nicer than anything I've ever stayed at.  I walk out the door to the hall and out to the pool area.  I look into a small pool about ten feet across.  There are pool toys floating here and there.  I decided to try to walk across them like stepping stones.  I jump off the edge landing on it but plopping right in the water :P.  FAIL.  It was fun though it felt soooo real it was slightly cold and I could even taste the chemicals in the water when I spit it out!  I sat there just marveling at how real it was. 

I got out eventually walking to the hot tub.  A friend of mine was sitting in it even though it was empty.  I asked her what was wrong with it.  She said some kids toys clogged up the drain and pump.  I looked down and there were small colored balls in the grate at the bottom.  I put my hand out and pulled them up and out using telekynesis.  Tossing them aside it still didn't make the pool work.  I tried harder and pulled more from what seemed like further down. It started working.  I jump in but the water is only warm.  Not nice and hot I get right back out and head back inside.

I get inside my room again and for some reason or another I try floating up through the cieling to the room above.  It doesnt work at first and I reassure myself I can do it if I just relax.  I float up one more time going through just fine.  I end up in some room with a teenager watching TV and a father walking around doing something.  He looks at me with a smile like a friend you havent seen in a while.  He tries to get me to stay and watch TV but I had to proceed higher in the building to see more stuff.  I went up to the next floor and I still hear the kid laughing.  I look around and there is a huge mirror on the wall reflecting another mirror thats reflecting the kid watching TV.  This makes me laugh as well.  He starts talking about how I'm "wired in".  I guess refering to my lucidity.  Then exclaims "be careful not to stay too long."  This actually creeps me out a bit.  When I look at whats on the TV it was some strange black spider that looked like it was from an old 1920's cartoon.  With the whole vibe like that I woke up laying in my bed.  Too creepy.
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: Abulafia July 04, 2008, 12:58:06 PM
What an amazing dream.  I'm jealous.  Sight, sound, touch, taste, and extra sensory ability.  Well done.  I love the sentient DC at the end.   :goodjob:
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: Oneironautical1 July 09, 2008, 08:30:15 AM
I didn't really dream until early morning probly because I drank last night....  But I did get a lucid out of it :D

[L]
It started as a WILD because I woke up to pee and couldn't get back to sleep till 2 hours later after popping 2mg melatonin.  I woke in my room knowing I was dreaming.  Except when I got up I left my body behind on the bed.  As if I was out of body but I knew it was a dream.  I quickly walked through the walls of the house to the street.  I decided to fly across the highway that is at the end of my street I flew across and back again seeing a neighbor of mine getting into her car.  I had the notion she couldn't see me or hear me.  So I followed her and her husband into the car.  I sat in the middle of the 2 in the front seat.  She looked back behind her basically right through me to back up and go forward.  S

She was driving a while when she looked in he mirror right in my direction.  She exclaimed without her mouth moving, "So you've learned some magic huh?".  This kind of startled me and I didn't speak but thought narratively. "So you can see me?"  She replied, "No but I can sense you and hear you when you speak to me."  I decided that was enough bothering some random person.  I floated out of the car into what looked like a totally alien area.  I thought we must have driven pretty far.  I flew along the side of the road for a while.  It was actually one of my fastest flights.  I found out if I look farther ahead I go much much faster around 90mph is how it felt.  I flew for a while never reaching anything recognizable.  So I decided to stop for a bit.

I stopped at what looked like a collection of football and 2 baseball fields.  I walked around a bit looking at the people practicing and training.  I was irked I wasn't back in my own town.  I decided to conjure my highschool of all places.  It works I end up in the tennis court at my highschool right next to the gym.

I walk across to the gym I look around and I was in a large warehouse with tons of artwork and scuptures everywhere.  There was a news crew by me.  They were talking about how all these different innovations, technologies and ideas.  Were all products of my dreams.  This made me think I was some sort of tool being exploited for technological gain.  It pissed me off out right I felt like I had been used.  I decided to fly out of the building.  I flew up and up and up through floor after floor of this building.  They were all offices and cubical type rooms.  I stopped on one floor because it felt as if I couldn't go any further.  I looked down through a hole that stretched probly 15 stories down.  I got up all my strength to punch through the last level.  When I did I flew up into blackness.  Pure nothingness all around I saw the hole get smaller and smaller as I flung aimless into nothingness.  The though "Uh oh gameover" narrated in my head.  I fell like a typical falling dream but it didn't scare me I fell for a bit and slowed down and I woke up.
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: dallyup52 July 09, 2008, 09:10:47 AM
It pissed me off out right I felt like I had been used

Posses an interesting question about all of this?
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: Oneironautical1 July 09, 2008, 10:08:00 AM
I can actually attribute it to my work envirenment somewhat.  I'm the only person who actually gets the sales our store needs except the store manager.  Hes even told me even though I'm only a cashier I'm probly 50% of that store.  Because noone else there does jack crap :/
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: Oneironautical1 July 11, 2008, 12:42:29 PM
[D]
I remember being at the recreational complex that was made for Lockheed employees.  Me and a large group of people were all milling around at picnic tables talking to each other.  There was a large satelite dish maybe 30 foot wide on a large metal structure near the fence.  I was just kind of looking around not really talking to anyone.  All of a sudden the sky filled with dark clouds and stratospheric lightening.  What looked like a huge bell covered in colored lights. Maybe 20 feet in diameter swung down from the clouds not attached to any cable but still behaved as such.  It swung to and fro a few times finally lowering to the ground.  Everyone kind of clammered around not really knowing what to do.

All of a sudden a bright flash came from above the satelite dish.  And some sort of energy was flowing down to it.  It felt odd, like there was immense negetive pressure all around me.  Like I was going to pop from the inside.  It was uncomfortable but not painful.  I look at my arms and they are swollen with viens popping out.  My watch showed how swollen my extremities were getting.  It scared me like I was going to pop all my vessels and bleed out.  I ran under the dish which seemed to aleviate the feeling.  I don't remember anything after that.

[D]

Me and some people were walking across the parking lot of a vacant grocery store near my house.  I don't remember knowing them.  We all walked to the side of the building going around the corner to a grassy hill.  From there there was a fence but it was a fence stretching out of the side of the hill because it was a very very steep grade.  A few of the people were stepping out and walking on the fence which was suspended above what looked like a bottomless chasm.  I walked along the fence as it bounced and rattled beneath me.  I knew it wasn't safe place at the time but I felt I was safe anyway.  I looked down and it wasn't actually a chasm it was a dirty lake.  But the lake was filled with foot thick roots all tangled together.  It felt slightly more ominous and weird than just a chasm.  I looked across the lake and there was an ornate building on an island.

We followed the fence to a house.  We all walked in and went to what looked like a den or tv room.  There was a large entertainment center and tons of VHS tapes all organized alphabetic.  I jestfully suggested before the owner got back to rearrange all of them.  Everyone kind of just looked at me no emotion whether we should or not.  It was strange.  I don't remember anything after that.

[F]
I was sitting down with some other people.  I had a bunch of different stuff infront of me in white cloths.  I unwrapped some of them and there were tiny sword replicas only about 3 inches long.  And some other stuff that looked like larger pieces of metal cut and polished alot like some of my jewelry I made in my jewelry class in HS. 
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: Oneironautical1 July 12, 2008, 11:41:23 AM
[D/L]
I start out in a school cafeteria.  Theres tons of students all sitting around not eating but because of some meeting.  I look to a person speaking and they address some guys at a table by themselves.  They were all wearing gray M.I.T. sweaters.  The person speaking refered to one of the men having a mullet and everyone laughed and he sat down.  Then they called on me if I had any questions for the M.I.T. students.  I asked "Whats with your hair?" to the same guy.  Their table smiled and some people giggled.  Then I said "In all seriousness I just want to say I admire you guys.  Youre intelligent and on the cutting edge of education."  then sat down.

After that there was a guy handing out tacos.  I didn't want one and wanted to leave the cafeteria but he said I couldn't leave unless I had one.  I looked at him kind of cross and he threw the taco on me! It didn't bother me cuz I knew I wouldn't have to clean it up.  He said "How you like that?!". I replied, "I really don't give a shit." and smiled and shook all the fixins out of my hair.  I left the cafeteria down a hallway and around a corner.  I kept winding my way through the halls but it didn't seem to get me anywhere.  I asked another person to help me find a way out.  I follow this one guy threw a door and into another area.  The area we were in looked like a prison block. With sliding slabs of metal with windows for doors.  I exclaimed oh is this the diciplinary section.  He looked at me like I was a moron.  "No this is just adseg. (administrative segregation)."  I followed him to another door he told me just go out you'll see a door outside.  I entered what looked like a gym.  There were students standing around.  I walked out of one of the large doors to an empty parking lot.

I then started running on all fours like a cheetah to get to the front of the school.  I get to the front and there is a large structure of white intertwining architecture.  I start running and jumping grabbing on to abudtments and swinging around.  If anyone knows what parkour is.  I was basically free running the structure.  This little girl caught up with me and I looked at her. She told me "Stopit you have to come with me youre supposed to be principal".  I thought heh thats strange and kept walking.  She insisted on following me.  I asked her to get me a drink if she was going to act like an assistant.  She looked rather sad after that.  She came back with a small individual size milk carton.  She looked really sad and handed it over reluctantly.  I opened the carton and it started sucking in like a black hole.  She stood behind me looking very sad and said "You weren't supposed to open the paper box."  I thought I had remembered someone telling me not to.  But it was more like deja vu than a real memory.  The box flew out of my hand and into the air.  Everything started to speggetifi towards one point.  It made me have a RC and I realized I was dreaming.  I started yelling outloud "NO you can't take this away this is my dream in my MIND!"  I concentrated and everything just settled down. 

I was lucid now! I walked from where I was to a tennis court and tried to walk through the black mesh surrounding the court.  I couldn't seem to. It would stretch but I couldn't get through.  I thought its because I don't know whats on the other side so I envisioned the inside of the court and slid through.  I kept walking to another building.  Instead of opening the door I try to walk through it.  I see my foot go through then when I get through I see blackness.  I realize awe crap I was too far through the door to fall back out I fell through into the nothingness. I was completely lucid so the fall didn't scare me.  This is the first time I have fallen in nothingness and not been scared and woken up.  I kept having the falling feeling for a few seconds then it switched to floating.  I saw a pin prick of light waaaay past my feet.  I decided that must be another world I can fall to.  I concentrated and it got larger and larger till I saw a city then city blocks then float down into some persons back yard.  There was an old man with white hair and a child in a kiddy pool. He looked at me smiling and said Hi.  I looked around it looked like a typical neighborhood backyard green grass and houses.  I can't really remember anything after this I probly lost lucidity or stopped REM sleep.
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: Oneironautical1 August 02, 2008, 11:26:37 PM
I have slacked like crazy on my DJ.  Ive had a terrible time remembering everything in time to write.  I'll try and do better possibly write right after the dream which would help WILD's anyway :)

This one started out me and my friend were standing in my back yard.  I had semi lucidity because I had woken so many times because of my dog barking and falling back asleep.  Usually how I end up getting lucids in a row.  I never really called myself on dreaming but I knew I could do anything I wanted for some reason. 

I was in my backyard with a friend of mine. I looked at my friend and levitated a few feet off the ground.  I smiled and said come on!  He looked at me like WTF what do you mean I can't do that.  I laughed and pointed my hand at him and directed him up into the air with me kinda like telekynesis I guess.  I started to fly off with him in tow.  Then I explained it helps if you use your hands to direct yourself around and to concentrate on the horizon to go faster.  He got the hang of it after a few seconds.  We flew down a few familiar areas over houses going REALLY fast compaired to much lucid flying I do.  We ended up downtown cept it looked more like new york than my cities downtown area.

We were going really fast and I landed thinking well if I'm like superman the sidewalk will crack beneath me.  But it didn't I thought that was odd and not quite so cool :P.  I concentrated while looking at my feet on the cement sidewalk. I guess I added immense weight or something because cracks eventually appeared. I look for my friend but hes gone for some reason.  I'm looking around and figured if I can do that what would happen if I toss a car into another.  I grabbed the back of a sedan and chucked it at another it crashed and crunched demolishing both.  I think this alerted police to my presence. 

After that I remember running from tanks and national guard people in suvs and stuff.  I decided it would be best to just get out of there.  I flew off as fast as I could everything kind of blurred and stretched as I went faster and faster.  I slowed down feeling like theres no way they could have kept up.  They didn't however I was somewhere totally unfamiliar over a river and some high voltage power line towers lining the river.  I remember it being a beautiful and serene sight at the time made me feel all warm and fuzzy.  Then I lose recollection
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: Oneironautical1 August 07, 2008, 01:07:57 AM
Night of 8/5/08

[L]I was in my house then stepped out to the front porch. I looked around and it seemed pretty normal. Then all of a sudden a friend of mine drove up in a truck hauling a paddle boat. He told me about how he just got it and all and wanted to try it out. So we pulled it off the trailor and got in. In the street mind you.

We started to drift along rather slowly. I thought hmm this is odd a boat in the street. I thought I must be dreaming. So I thought it may go faster if we're a bit off the street. Then the boat lifted up and started floating a few feet off the ground and went faster. I skimmed around the corner at the next street like a speed boat. I turned the boat back around and thought "lets see how high this will go!" So we jetted up into the sky faster and faster. Then there was a rainbow and I aimed for it and we kept going faster and faster till BOOM! Everything was black. I felt like I was floating in nothingness. I could still feel my own body. It freaked me out and I started tugging at my hair which eventually woke me up. Luckily I wasn't REALLY tugging at my own hair 

I liked this one cuz it made me feel like I broke through. To some sort of blank state of reality where everything but my own self existance was present. Which was scarey at the time but now I find interesting.
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: Oneironautical1 August 12, 2008, 10:25:09 AM
[D]

I was at an old friends house.  We were walking along a retaining wall in his driveway.  We were talking back and forth I can't really remember what about.  I jumped down off the wall onto the driveway.  Then plopped down and sat there.  Right when I did this huge wind came up behind me and was blowing the direction I was facing.  There was lots of dust and leaves it was a very strong wind.

We ran inside the shaking house when his parents told us it was a tornado.  We were all clammering around to get out the door and outside for some reason.  Then I remembered there was a creek in a very low ditch with a storm drain to go under the street.  His dad told us to follow him down to the creek and get in the storm drain.  It sounded smart at the time but probly wouldn't be if it was raining lol.  So we head down there and we all file into the storm drain it was their youngest son which they don't really have a younger son than my friend.  Then me then his mom and whoever after that.  The tunnel kept getting smaller and smaller and the water in it was really cold.  I remembered how easy it is to get hypothermia and since the tunnel looked too small for me to fit without possibly getting stuck.  I decided to turn back.  His mom was pissed that I would let her little son go on ahead if I wasn't planning on following.  But I didn't care I was conserned I would get stuck and left the tunnel. 

I walked up the steep grade to get out of the creek area.  There were tons of people standing around with wind blowing pretty hard.  I looked to my right and there was more of a dust devil than a tornado going across the street.  It turned direction somewhat encircling all of us.  But at a wide range.  It circled back around infront of me and I turned the other way not to watch it tear up my friends house.  Then I realized it was targeting people and their houses.  It started heading right for this lone person who was frozen in fear huddled down.  It came to them and stopped.  It sort of took the shape of a person and stood there with no face just blank standing over the person huddled down.  I then realized if you weren't scared of it it wouldn't go after you.  But if you tried to face it down though it would go after you as well.  So I turned the other cheek to the tornado and just tried my best to ignore it.  I don't remember anything else.

I had lots of vivid dreams last night because the melatonin I took but I can't remember enough to actually wright down.  Just bits and pieces.


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: joshbotch August 12, 2008, 05:44:50 PM
wow!  i'm suprised i've never read your dreams until today!  they are awesome!!  top notch.  i am so jealous.
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: Deuce_Nukem August 12, 2008, 09:27:28 PM
throwing cars around and running from tanks and SUVs? been playing a bit too much GTA before bed? i want that dream...
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: Oneironautical1 August 13, 2008, 07:55:01 AM
Actually I had been binging on GTA IV around then :P.  Too funny
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: Oneironautical1 August 17, 2008, 08:36:14 PM
[D]

I first remember being by my elementary school.  I'm walking along and find some earth moving machines.  They are infront of some construction that is taking place adjacent to the apartments near the school.  (Its amazing how topographically accurate some dreams can be :P).  Well I hop up into the machine and start messing with stuff.  I realize my key from work for the doors and such works in the machine.  I start it up and use the jackhammer attachment on the boom arm to hammer away at a slab of concrete thats standing infront of it.  I do this and then realise crap I'll probly get in trouble if caught.

After that I hear sirens and immediately think its because of me.  I jump off the rig and run a few feet and jump the fence into the apartment complex.  I'm running around trying to find a place to hide.  I jump up on a flower terrace that has a few levels.  The top is high enough to where I think the cops wont see me.  I get up there then realize if they do find me I can't play it off because they will find out my key works on the rig.  As I think of that a black woman who was walking by tells me to toss the keys.  I do so and she tosses them in a storm drain.  After that I don't remember anything else.

[F]
I'm in some sort of sealab under water.  Theres some kind of tank where they have sharks and some live sealife in.  Except there isn't water.  I just open the door and you can swim in and not worry about breathing.  The fish are swimming around just fine as well as sharks.  I felt warey of the sharks but not so much.  I did a manuver I saw on a show on discovery channel.  Grabbing the sharks snout and pushing back it stunns and disorients the shark.
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: Deuce_Nukem August 18, 2008, 01:49:18 AM
very cool of the chick to help you out... i've been so temped to mess with construction equipment in the past... dude i know actually blocked the entrance to a housing development with a mack dumptruck that had the keys in it... he kept the keys and walked away... (yeah, he was kinda an ass..)
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: Oneironautical1 August 18, 2008, 08:45:24 AM
[F]
I remember finding a black handheld recording device.  I supposedly got it for christmas a loooong time ago.  I rewound it all the way to the begining.  It had a circular tape of analog casset tape inside that you can see.  I watched it rewind and then pressed play.  It was me when I was really young.  I don't remember some of the stuff except one thing. "You can't find the monster in the dark."  In kind of a scary voice lol.

Also another part of it I was complaining to my mom that all the attachments for the electric tooth brush were frayed and unusable.  But she insisted they worked just fine.

[D]
I was working in a grocery store thats now closed near my house.  There were a few desks on the left side of the store with computers and keyboards and such on them.  My co-workers were some attractive redhead, and the janitor from the show scrubs.  He was working in the flower department.  I wen't to my desk which was outside for some reason.  I sat down and tried to log in with my current jobs login info.  I couldn't see the letters on the keys they looked worn by the weather. I figured it wouldn't be a prob cuz I can type without looking anyway.  But the wrong letters were on the keyboard and there were numbers where there were usually letters.  This ticked me off a bit because I couldn't log on.  So I grabbed the keyboard and went inside to get another.

As I walk in there were some people sitting on stools at a bar.  One woman was shuttering wildly in her seat and smiling.  As if faking having a siezure or something.  I walked past her staring at her like WTF?  I run into the janitor from scrubs and hes carrying a shrub by the sappling's shoots.  Hes talking to someone else about how he created this strain of that type of plant.

I get to the section with the desks and computers. One of the keyboards only had a few letters like a-l.  Then this other board with the rest m-z was this big touch pad that had little pressuresensative squares for each letter.  I finally found a keyboard but thats where my recollection of the dream stops.
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: Deuce_Nukem August 18, 2008, 02:11:32 PM
i recently got really pissed at a keyboard too... broke it over the back of some dude's head... but it was still there in front of me.. and it worked this time..
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: Oneironautical1 August 19, 2008, 08:57:01 AM
[D]
I was in the basement room at my aunts house.  Its really under construction still but the room looked furnished and new.  Everything looked kind of retro though.  Shag carpet a tv with dial on it however it was still cable.  I remembered that because the channels were higher than normal.  They only have certain channels even though they have cable and free DVR because of a neilson type deal.  Which stayed true in the dream.  Not finding anything on TV I hopped off the couch and floated over to the bed.  It was quite fun, not weightless just less gravity ALOT less.  I hopped and floated about a foot off the ground back and forth a few times.  Then it dawned on me, I usually float in dreams and stuff and I can't really do this can I?  Then I realized I was dreaming however right afterward I woke up lol.

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I saw my dad come down a short set of stairs.   He died a little more than a year back.  I felt like he had just been on vacation.  I looked at him and smiled as he walked toward me.  He wasn't smiling however just a look of flat concern about something.  He walked to me and patted me REALLY hard on the shoulder one good smack.  It made my forefinger and middle finger go numb.  He walked past and grabbed some stuff out of a kitchen that wasn't familiar.  Then walked back outside to a black RV with flames and other decals on it.  I was stunned by it all and just kind of stood there. 
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: Oneironautical1 September 23, 2008, 10:39:22 PM
I haven't written in my DJ for so long due to school and work monopolizing my time.  I'll try to write when I can and to the best of my recollection.

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I started out in a section between some sort of red brick buildings possibly apartments or something.  It was an open area  with a crowd of people in black robes.  I was walking around looking at the different people some of them I didn't recognize at all.  Except one, it was Conan Obrien from the Late Night show on NBC.  I asked him what he was doing here, he explained that he was like me, a unique mind.  A mind that many people can't connect with.  One with ideas and perceptions outside of their own.  It freaked me out a bit but I thought it was pretty interesting. 

After talking with him I remember being on the top of a schoolyard slide.  One with a canopy covering the peak of it and the shoot was covered as well.  Some of the people directed me downward the slide smiling and encouraging me.  I slid down realizing it may be some test of fate or initiation thing.  As I slid down I felt an incredible power come over me.  My muscles felt taught and strong and I had this feeling of wellbeing and love.  I reached the end the slide only being a split second or so with all the thoughts and feelings flooding in all at once.

I reached the bottom, the feeling was incredible it was like I felt like I was back where I belonged or something.  My muscles felt tight but strong as if quick to react.  The feeling of wellbeing was overwhelming.  I looked at my hands and they looked normal but pale.  Then I looked at my body I was clothed in a black outfit that looked somewhat darkly gothic.  This made me think vampires!  WTF I remember looking around still feeling some sort of euphoria and the others mingling around and such.  Then suddenly an attack from something I still can't remember what it was.  It felt like it was "normal" beings coming in and bombing us and some soldiers using melee tactics.  I didn't do anything and just sort of watched the carnage unfold.  Tons and tons of the like dressed "Vampires"  were killed.

Suddenly my visual perspective shifted, seeing above the open area where we had all gathered.  With a cave in the right building appearing.  As it did I heard a womans voice thunder.  What she said was something along the lines of, "What was done here was against the rules.  By breaking them you will  be punished."  After that a train exited the cave towing behind it a huge female figure with a huge ax on her back like an appendage.  It traveled towards a village area slamming down the ax.  I don't remember anything after that but it was quite an epic dream indeed.
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: Deuce_Nukem September 23, 2008, 11:53:31 PM
... i soo beyond envy you right now....
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: Clairity September 24, 2008, 10:50:44 AM
: MaxFisher
Suddenly my visual perspective shifted, seeing above the open area where we had all gathered.  With a cave in the right building appearing.  As it did I heard a womans voice thunder.  What she said was something along the lines of, "What was done here was against the rules.  By breaking them you will  be punished."  After that a train exited the cave towing behind it a huge female figure with a huge ax on her back like an appendage.  It traveled towards a village area slamming down the ax.  

What a visual!! The whole dream was fantastic!!
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: Oneironautical1 September 24, 2008, 11:59:42 AM
[D]
I was in my driveway at home.  There was a possum walking around, I grabbed it by the tail and started trying to choke it  O_O.  It wasn't struggling or anything I came to my senses of what the hell am I doing?!  With my hands still around its neck I realized, I just can't do it...  As I thought this I looked up into a night sky and saw a half crescent moon.  Right as I looked at it, it blinked out like a light.  This gave me an uneasy feeling. Thinking what the hell the moon doesn't disappear in the blink of an eye.  (that really should have been a reality check but it wasn't)

After a gap of stuff I can't recall, I was in bed.  Thinking about the moon just disappearing, I sat up in bed and felt like everything was wobbling around but my vision was fine sort of like vertigo I guess.  I thought it may be because of the lack of the gravitational pull of the moon its messing with my equilibrium.  I felt had to go to pee but didn't want to get up and then have to take another 30 mins to fall back asleep.  Then a strange thought entered my mind, wait my body must still be asleep but I can move it lol (yea right).  So I get up out of bed with the wobbly vertigo making it somewhat hard to stumble into the bathroom.  The bathroom looked different it had a black rubber toilet seat instead of a wooden one with some other differences throughout.  I let it rip but I didn't lift the seat, I had to aim WITH the vertigo mind you into the hole of the seat somewhat unsuccessfully.

I can't really remember if I made it back to bed or not but god help the person who uses that toilet next in whatever plain it is :P.
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: Clairity September 24, 2008, 12:37:54 PM
I can't really remember if I made it back to bed or not but god help the person who uses that toilet next in whatever plain it is :P.

LOL! :D
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: Deuce_Nukem September 24, 2008, 05:25:53 PM
:D
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: Oneironautical1 September 26, 2008, 09:00:16 AM
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A friend of mine and some other person I don't recognize are on a platform.  All of a sudden people start pouring in onto the platform from doors on the side.  We all start fighting one another.  It was some sort of gladiator type event.  My friends and I were all on a team against other teams to beat everyone else up, the winners would advance on.  After the first round I left the arena to get a drink when I came back the winners were already declared I somehow missed the second round.  My friends were disappointed and didn't believe the excuse "I just stepped out for a drink of water".

[D]
Ok this one got pretty fragmented in my recollection but I'll do my best.

First part was me and some people I didn't recognize were all on a schoolyard playground.  We were all talking to each other under a dome jungle gym thing.  We were all trying to fly in various ways.  I was trying to stop myself in mid air before my butt hit the ground.  I would stand up and quickly flip my feet to indian style position and stop myself in the air before I hit the ground.  I did it a few times successfully.  Then I tried floating starting off on the ground indian style. It was a piece of cake as well, I remember a blond woman who was curious on how we were all doing it.  I asked her if she wanted me to teach her she replied yes.

I then remember being in a room with a couch with her laying down with a white sheet over her.  She had what appeared to be melatonin in her hand but the pills were strewn everywhere and she looked out of it.  I guess she had taken a whole slew of them after I recommended taking it or something.  The next thing I remember was a person on a television with a very calm snide tone ranting about something as the TV ominously tilted and spun.  The person morphed into the woman but she looked gaunt and deranged.  I don't remember the dialog unfortunately but she definitely wasn't happy towards me  :?. 

I actually took flight at this moment but my legs were indian style and I was lying down under a white sheet.  I was flying backwards looking down past my feet out from under the sheet.  There were tons and tons of monsters chasing me.  As I was flying backwards I started to fire energy blasts at them.  A blue orb of energy would manifest in my hand and I would launch it at the horde of monsters with huge dome like energy explosions in the distance over and over.  I realized there were only a few left so I flipped out from the sheet and onto my feet the 4 left circled around me.  I gathered the energy in my hands again to let em have it.  However when I launched it,  only a pin prick of blue light fluttered out and bounced off one of the monsters.  I guess I was out of energy, realizing this I drew what reminded me of a light saber.  Except when I swung it there was no visible blade of any kind.  I did a few elaborate slicing maneuvers and the monsters were split in half with a line going down which ever way I cut then they dissipated in a puff of black smoke.

After they were gone I inspected my weapon further.  I thought wheres the blade and maybe I could create one.  I held the hilt of the sword with no blade in my hand and drew my open hand out the length of the blade.  The blade materialized with a glassy look to it transparent with a hint of peach like color.  I disengaged it and did the cool robocop spin and holster move  :P (corny much?)

I walked around a corner to see a character from an anime that I watch.  He stated there was a ship waiting just around the corner and we had better leave before the stronger ones come.  We hopped in and while he was getting things ready for take off.  A huuuge anthropomorphic head of a monster crashed through the deck windows.  I didn't want to be killed and I kind of shook my self awake.
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: Oneironautical1 September 27, 2008, 10:16:29 AM
[F]

I was in the field of my elementary school.  We were walking along the back fence when we saw a bull carcass.  There was a small fox running around with blood on its mouth.  I he smiled at me however a fox would smile if it could.  I asked him how did he take it down?  He replied I just used more sticks like everyone else.  Which made no sense what so ever. 

After that I saw the bull was still alive barely breathing.  It got up and started charging at me.  I ran behind a wooden fence remnant infront of a chain link fence.  It hit the wooden fence piece pushing me into the chain link one.  I pulled the piece with me to keep the bull from goring me.

I had lots of dreams last night but can't recall them cept for bits and pieces of odd happening :(...
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: Oneironautical1 September 29, 2008, 12:35:35 PM
Last night I remember having very vivid dreams and possibly lucid moments but I can't recall them :/.  They were RIGHT after falling asleep bummer...

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I was walking towards an outside basketball court there were 2 old friends playing one on one.  The ball got tossed out of bounds in my direction.  I grabbed the ball and leaped around 10 meters and dunked the ball then kicked it toward the other goal but it bounced off the rim ALMOST!

Then I remember taking off my shoes I guess to change shoes.  My friend pointed at my shoes laughing and I inspected them.  The shoes had the words JesusGeuse in multi colored latex letters.  It cracked me up after that I climbed the 15 foot fence and left the court.

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There was also another fragment I can't remember much about but it involved me and my mom and sister in the car and this new road was under construction.  We decided to see where it went and drove along the dirt path.  It went along a hill side but then an extremely steep downward slope we road down it like a roller coaster.  I tried to convince some friends to ride down it but they were too scared.
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: Oneironautical1 October 10, 2008, 09:16:06 AM
[L]

I began recallable dreaming in my living room at home.  There was an Indian man sitting on the couch on a laptop.  he was holding a movie and a blockbuster card.  He told me he was going to try to fraudulently rent a movie and asked for my help since I worked there.  I told him no I don't want to lose my job.  I sat on the couch in the lotus position talking to him about his last name and how long it was.  He laughed "yea alot of indian names can get pretty long."  Another indian fellow came into the room just kind of milling around like we knew him. Instead of getting up and standing however.  I flapped my hands at my sides like wings I started floating around the room whilest talking to them.  I made my way out to the living room which as a big window overlooking the street.  I made the assumption he if I can do that I can do this!  I put my hands behind me palms facing my feet and shot out the window not breaking it but just passing right through it.  I realized I was dreaming!

I started flying down the street, it was bright and colorful that day alot more lit than usual I think.  I don't remember seeing the normal trees and shadows over the street it seemed kind of artificial but bright and colorful.  As I flew kind of slowly down the street I felt my palms felt hot in the middle.  Sort of like I had little rocket engines in each like iron man.  I tried to fly a little higher but couldn't make it much further than 15 feet off the ground.  It was like the rockets stalled out any further.  I coasted down my street at a moderate speed maybe around 20 mph.  I saw another person in a front yard of a house who had headphones on and was sitting in the lotus position floating.  We made eye contact and he smiled and floated into the street and did a front flip in mid air.  It looked fun I decided to try it but when I tilted forward I flopped on the ground.  I got back up in the lotus position this time and floated and successfully did a flip in the air.  He asked me how I was flying myself.  I explained if you concentrate your energy in your palms and place them down and back they can serve as a signal if you ever feel that sensation or are able to do it youre dreaming and can use it to fly.

I flew off down the street and around a few corners however the faster I went the more I felt like I didn't know where I was going to end up.  I decided to have a destination if I flew because I may just end up shooting off into nothing and ending the dream. (which happens alot for some reason :/).  I flew upward trying to see farther but as I went up more and more the darker it got and less detail of an environment I concentrated on a familiar place.  My thoughts were something like "Ok ok youre going up youre flying up into uh uh a ceiling, your elementary schools ceiling to the next floor".  As I thought it I started seeing myself passing through a lowered ceiling to brick then desks and a room.  I stopped and looked out the window and saw kids playing in the field and on the bb courts.  I flew out and flew down to the playground.  Some kids were tossing a Nerf football around.  One tossed it to me I threw it back but it shot out like a bullet really fast and straight right into this kids gut and he caught it.  The all kind of looked at me like WTF?!  I turned around and flew off towards the school.  I decided to visit my old highschool.  I aimed for a window and shot through and was instantly on the third floor art room in my old highschool.

I floated out the classroom door to the hallway.  There were people walking to class and standing at their lockers.  As I floated down the hall I noticed noone could see me or I haven't made myself visible.  I decided it best like that to have a better view on it without my influence.  I floated around see person after person I knew from school.  I went into a room that seemed to be geography or history.  I stood there observing when a person looked at me.  I can't remember what they said but it had the tone of "what are you doing here?". This kind of spooked me out the room I floated down stairs to the cafeteria.  It was pretty crowded.  I think I may have lost SOME lucidity because I don't remember the finite details of what went on.  I was still floating around the cafeteria but this one teacher who I knew had a husband didn't.  I asked some other students (as if they would know) isn't there a Bob or Robert Robinson for the teacher Mrs. Robertson.  Everyone replied no.  I went to a person I didn't recognize and asked her if she knew why the teacher wasn't married when I knew she was.  She looked at me and excalaimed "You from outta town or somethin?".  I replied no "Try another reality." I know I was there longer afterward but I don't remember anything else
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: Clairity October 10, 2008, 04:26:10 PM
MaxFisher, I have never "floated" in the lotus position position.. I'll have to give it a try sometime! Great dream!! :D
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: Oneironautical1 October 27, 2008, 11:37:10 AM
[D]
I was in some mansion that reminded me of Tony Starks' from Iron Man.  It was all filled with gadgets and home of the future stuff.  There were tons of people milling around but it felt like titanic.  I was a lowly third class passenger among scumbag socialites.  There was an elevator type thing with people on board getting off on different levels.  It was like a constant conveyor with platforms about 7 feet apart that constantly moved.  It was going upward at first but as I looked a it I noticed a white liquid quickly dumping out of the floor above.  It was milk  O_O.  I deduced some sort of holding tank ruptured up above.  I immediately addressed the houses' computer(in Iron Man its called Jarvis) "Jarvis, reverse the elevators and block off the upper level."  With a "Yes sir." from the computer.  It even sounded like the computer from the movie too with a pseudo english accent.  The drainage stopped and I can't remember anything else about that dream.

[F]
I'm laying face down on the ground outside of some house.  I can feel and hear my heartbeat, buh dump.... buh dump....  They got farther and farther apart and eventually I couldn't feel or hear it at all.  I felt like I couldn't breath and I woke up in a shake.
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: Oneironautical1 October 28, 2008, 01:09:20 PM
[D]
Me and an old friend are sitting on the edge of the lake near my house.  We're just kind of sitting there I don't remember any conversation.  I noticed what looked like red algae on the water and coating the rocks at the edge of the water.  I jump down to inspect it my friend stayed on the ledge watching.  I was looking at the rocks and feeling the rough texture of the algae.  An old man walked up and said "The fish was already taken care of".  I didn't really know what he meant by the singular "fish". I guessed it was some special fish that was important to the area or people..

I proceeded to look at the rocks picking up what looked like a dinosaur vertebra.  I wiped the muck off it and looked at where it was on the ground.  There was another vertebra that fit into it like a puzzle piece.  I looked around more and found a small skull of a duckbill dinosaur.  I called out to my friend about what I found and he jumped down and I showed it to him.  I explained how the large bump on the top of the skull was part of a trumpet like nasal cavity it probly used to make noise and calls. 

After looking around more I found what looked like a galapagos tutle shell.  It was HUGE about 3 feet front to back and 2 1/2 foot wide.  There was slimy muck lining the inside which I guess was remainders of the turtle still decaying away O_O.  I remember thinking I could use it for a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle costume.  I don't remember anything past that point.

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I was in a poolhall with a person I used to be friends with but now we're not because of lifestyle differences.  I was talking to him about how I need to get my alcohol consumption under control and how I drink every night almost 10 beers..  He claimed thats how his dad was too
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: Oneironautical1 October 31, 2008, 09:13:27 AM
[F]
I was sitting around a mall fountain with a friend and another woman I don't recognize.  We were waiting for something or someone I'm not fully sure what or who. 

[D]
I'm in a small apartment, I think it was an efficiency, only one room a breakfast area and a bathroom.  All of my belongings are kind of crowding the room.  I'm walking around sizing the place up and lay down on my bed.  I look at the TV across the room and then two people walk in.  A man and a woman, the guy starts looking around my apartment and the woman sits down on the bed next to me.  Hes poking and prodding around my room I get off the bed and he takes his shoes off and gets on my bed to survey the room stating, "hmm some of it actually goes together.."  He gets off the bed and says something along the lines of "Well a couple of people backed out of the show, but we know you're in if you're up to it."  "Sounds good." I replied.  I'm still not sure if its a home makeover show or what but they eventually leave.

Later on after some lost time, I'm still in the room and I'm looking out the window. It was getting dark and decided to close the shades so people don't watch me all night.  I close the first one which was probly a 6" by 4 foot window a little awkward for the size of the room.  I shut the other shades as I look out I see down a stair walkway that goes down a couple levels. 

I lose some time again end up on the balcony somehow after this.  I'm looking around at the city below it looked more like a city in Europe than the cookie cutter cities in america.  Wide spread varying shapes and sizes of buildings but no real sky scrapers.  I look up at the large full moon and notice a swirling tunnel of clouds.  It kind of gave me a foreboding uneasy feeling and I look away.  Curiosity gets the better of me and I look at it this time trying to figure out if I'm really seeing this.  When I look deeply at it, my whole body freezes in a snap and I'm  in a dark void of nothing. 

I feel like I'm hanging on to something with my middle and index finger. I hear a ominous calming female voice tell me "Its your friend from Russia.  He just wanted to see how you were doing..  Do you like your job?", "Yes" I replied. "Do you like the Earth?" it asked, I replied "What do you mean?" I was a bit confused.  When I did this I felt my grip start to slip a little. It asked again, "Do you like the Earth?" I smiled and replied "Of course its lovely!" The voice replied "Thats good, he misses you and wishes you good luck."  After that I was back on the balcony I looked around it was all the same.  I looked at my fingers that I was holding on with.  They had a thin rectangular imprint like I had been holding onto something then I lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 November 13, 2008, 03:47:15 PM
I really should have written this down before I lost all the details but it was quite long and intense.

[D]
I was in my living room at home I remember there being a bright flash light outside for some reason I automatically thought, a nuclear bomb.  When I did everything around me turned orange to yellow to white and I felt this warmth come over my body with a slight push behind me.  I wasn't scared I had died I felt like I left my body and my soul continued on.  I was in total blackness, however it wasn't scary like it has been in the past I still had this residual warmth.  I looked off in the distance and saw a pinprick of light.  I thought I was in space and it was a planet.  I concentrated on it trying to focus in on it and it got bigger and bigger and I saw green and blue sphere.  All of a sudden images were wizzing by in my periphery trees, houses, buildings then suddenly I'm standing in an open area next to a duplex or something.

I look around a bit and theres a few people standing around I didn't recognize them.  I walked over to a building and looked through the walkway to a hillside in the distance I saw another bright flash. I didn't want to leave this place and felt like I had to protect it.  I put both palms outward concentrating on either reversing the blast or reversing time.  It sort of reversed time the blast slowly moved backwards than quickly disappeared the bomb was back in one piece and I flicked my 2 forefingers upward sending it into space.  I looked at my hands and only my right thumb was singed on the pad.  I didn't want it to happen again and I thought they would drop another bomb so I jumped up to to the top of this 2 story building proceeding to play lookout no more bombs were dropped.  Then I lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 November 21, 2008, 12:02:44 AM
[D]
I was in a bedroom of somesort with colorful decor all around.  I was laying on a bed and heard a familiar voice, my current psych teacher.  She was tell us all to relax and to turn out our lights. This is sooo funny because when talking about sleep cycles and such she does pressure not having any light in your bedroom when sleeping.  I remember looking around and noone else being in the room but I felt like I wasn't alone.  I didn't know what lights she was talking about because the room was very brightly lit.  I looked around and saw my body laying on the bed from shoulder to toes like I was actually looking down the length of my body.  I had my legs crossed and was laying on my back.  I looked at my hips and saw a faint red dot of light.  I thought this must be the light she was speaking of and she was helping us into a meditative state (But lucidity didn't come to mind).  I concentrated and my body felt heavier and heavier as the light faded. As it did things in my periphery things morphed and spun.  The more I concentrated the more things would move.

[F]
I had fragments of lucidity later on.  I remembered being laying down outside it looked I was laying on the ground looking up at someone I couldn't recognize.  I remembered knowing I had just fallen asleep and to concentrate on breaking through.  As I did I noticed how colors became brighter and more saturated as I fluctuated between lucid dreaming and a lower state of sleep.

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: Sunshine November 21, 2008, 12:08:50 AM
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: Oneironautical1 November 21, 2008, 12:26:16 AM
She knows about it but hasn't expressed an intrinsic interest in it :P  I found the correlation funny though.
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: Oneironautical1 November 22, 2008, 01:53:11 PM
[D]
Well I don't remember how it started but I do remember the last bit of it very distinctly


I was flying around and I had some company of people behind me a woman a large man and another man.  They were flying around next to me maybe 30 feet off the ground around the city.  The girl asked me "Have you ever flown at car level before?".  I hadn't but I didn't reply I  just tried it out.  I was flying beside some cars and noticed I couldn't really see what was up ahead of me.  This made me think if I can't see ahead of myself how do I know whats next in the environment.  I knew what street I was on when I flew down but I couldn't conjure the exact layout of the road, things on the right, left and where the road went after what I was actually seeing.  This made me realize I was dreaming and to just go with it and fly along next to the cars.

As I flew along faster and faster weaving in and out of the cars I noticed things changed.  I was no longer in Kansas anymore so to speak.  The cars and environment changed to a pseudo futuristic look.  I sped along behind one car that seemed to want to race.  I went faster and faster as the car sped up ahead of me I must have ended up going 90 to 100 mph because everything around me was blurring and stretching.  I could feel an immense pressure on my outstretched fist.  I was thinking the wind resistance is slowing me down.  But I thought hmm there is no actual wind because I was dreaming.  I concentrated "There is no wind"  and as I did it got easier to go faster I got next to the car and closed my eyes really tight and concentrated and I bolted ahead of him. 

I flew back up above car level speeding along the futuristic city highway.  As I flew along I noticed there were no more cars.  I slowed down and noticed noone was around the city was empty.  I flew lower down to inspect the area the place looked like a pristine architecturally bland but orderly set up.  Like the outside of a city library but everywhere.  I flew down to a fountain/wishing pool thing.  I flew over the surface but I seemed to fly down into it like it sucked me in.  I was surrounded by a reflective water like area but didn't feel any different I wanted to get back to the city so I flew as hard as I could to the epicenter of the ripples.  I broke back through and back to the city where I was.  There was a guy standing at the end of the pool who seemed to be working on some stuff.  The crew I was with were all standing around perched here and there looking at us both.  The guy looked up with a look of discomfort on his face.  He was looking at what looked like a copper pipe with glowing lettering on it at the end of a series of similar pipes.  I told him that if he looked there would be more than half a century of decay from only a split second of time.  He looked at the text scrolling around the pipe, numbers and letters scrolled by as he looked more and more surprised.  I watched the text it was just a set of numbers like 14.12, 15.43, 18.19 until it said "industry anomaly"

The guys stumbled back looking kind of shocked.  He started typing in some stuff on a hand held device.  I figured he was calling law enforcement of some sort because I trashed his "pool thing"  that possibly was something more than just a pool.  I flew over to my crew who were all standing around one guy in a suit in a drainage ditch.  The one big burly guy was standing with a kung fu stance facing the new person and the others were up above standing on the ledge.  I flew down and looked at the guy he looked like an "agent" from the movie the matrix.  He took off running back into the ditch.  I flew to my burly partner he looked at me and said kind of like a child "No fight?" still standing in a kung fu stance.  I shook my head no, he seemed to disengage from the stance like he was a robot with wizzing and zinging when he moved back to a normal standing position.  He looked at me kind of sad and threw himself on my shoulder and started bawling.  I felt like I knew him and knew that fighting made him really scared but he would still fight with me but when its over he breaks down emotionally. It was kinda cute him being such a burly tough looking guy.

After that the guy that was next to the pool that called on him ran over to the ledge above us.  He was smiling and laughing saying "Holy shit!  I called on one of the baddest of the bad! You were gonna kick his ass weren't you?! You're the real deal HAHAH!"  Thats when I wake up.
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: Oneironautical1 November 23, 2008, 02:26:58 PM
[F]
I'm in a science class with Brent Spiner(The actor who played data on star trek) as my teacher.  It was a science class and I was taking a test.  I had around 60 questions answered but looked at the time and only had 15 minutes left and another 50 or so questions left.  I remember seeing one question "This is used to help an owl grasp a tree limb" With a picture of the inside of an owls foot.  I was stumped for a sec then OF COURSE! Its D. Myclodin  ???

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I remember having a camera like view of a lumberyard that looks like someone had tried to burn all the lumber.  It was still smoking but all the stacks of lumber just looked charred.  There was a group of girls playing around on the equipment sliding down canvas slides used for the lumber yard somehow.The view then went up the path of the slide backwards snaking upside down and back into a warehouse.
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: Oneironautical1 December 01, 2008, 12:46:46 AM
[D]
I was in my old bedroom looking at my hand trying to conjure some sort of fire or something.  I concentrated and made a bright spark of light, I could feel a strange pressure and tingling in a very small area of my palm. I tried it over and over to increase its intensity as I did the stinging feeling grew more and more intense in the palm of my hand.  I tried to create a ball of energy but it couldn't manifest and stay. As I tried I noticed a silvery shine from a spider web pattern on my palm.  When I did I thought I was creating it by trying to create the energy ball.  I tried harder and harder then when it got to a pretty bad stinging pain I stopped.  I then remember a butter knife flying out of nowhere and sticking to my hand.  I figured I had electromagnetically charged my hand for some reason.  I was panicking and ran to tell my mother about it and she saw it was sticking to my hand.

She didn't seem to care and I walked to the living room which has a window to the front yard.  I looked outside and saw a flying saucer that was identical to one from "Close encounters of the third kind" the movie.  I looked at in in awe thinking this "ability" wasn't something natural and it was something given to me for a purpose.  I walked out on the front porch and looked at the crafts lights dimmed by the low lying ominous clouds.  I felt like they could de-magnetize my hands and take away that "power/curse". When I walked outside I don't remember if I had the realization I had to be dreaming or if UFOs aren't real. I do remember seeing a smiley face configuration of lights and thinking this is rediculous.

At that moment I pointed my hand upward to pull the invaders down from the sky with my telekenesys.  The UFO fell down but leaving frames of its image like it was animated and fell frame by frame burned into my retina.  The replica like retina burns lasted for a moment and faded. I don't remember anything after that..
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: Oneironautical1 December 04, 2008, 02:32:27 PM
[D]
It started out with me in a store similar to the one I work in.  It was the same company and job just different unfamiliar store.  I was looking around and noticed a girl I knew.  She looked great just like how I remember her when I last saw her almost a year ago.  We keep in touch long distance but I've always dreamed of being more than just friends.  After talking to her for a bit which I can't remember the specifics of she said she was also meeting someone else there.  A friend I remember from HS showed up and I shook hands and said hello and all.  It was actually him who she was waiting for, they were going to go out for something to eat and she would be back later.  She came back by later on which was a time jump I guess nothing really happened in between. She said we should go hang out but I was at work until till close supposedly so I couldn't.  I tried to play it off like I didn't care and be nonchalant about it but I did care  :sad1:

[L/F]
I was laying in bed however my equilibrium was telling me that I was halfway off the bed with the top of my head on the floor with my face looking under the bed.  I thought this was weird especially since I was pretty comfortable :P.  I realized I had to be dreaming because theres no way I could actually be in this position.  I tried to stay calm and not break the lucidity, I thought if I'm in bed I'll have to leave my body.  As I tried I saw a doppleganger of myself crawling away from my body on the floor but I stayed behind.  That was WEIRD but as I tried harder I was able to leave and crawl out of my room. I didn't look back to see if I could see myself sleeping it just didn't come to mind I guess.  I stood up and walked into the kitchen and peeked around the corner to see my mother and little sister sitting on the couch in the living room I crouched down to spy for a sec.  I listened to them talking about a youtube video of alice in wonderland scenes.  I went back to my room to look it up.  As I did I woke up in bed but I was actually still dreaming.  My sis came into my room to show me the clip and I showed it to her.  She was confused on how I knew about it already.  I didn't explain it to her then I lose lucidity and memory.

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: Oneironautical1 December 15, 2008, 01:17:54 PM
[D]
I started out in a theater about to watch the new, "The Day the Earth Stood Still".  I was sitting and watching the movie there was a large metropolis suddenly there was an earth quake.  People were looking around and panicking when all of a sudden one of the tripod walkers from "War of the Worlds" came crashing through a building.  There was a guy standing in the middle of the street, it made me think "Oh man hes gonna get hit by the laser for sure." Right after that I realized, wait I'm actually in the city what am I doing just standing here! I start running, I ran under a huge bridge that snaked through the city.  I thought that was pretty likely to get knocked down so I ran inside the building next to it.

The whole time I'm running I have this overwhelming fear and panic like I'm really running for my life.  It was exhilarating, running through buildings here and there once telling people to get away from the windows because the tentacles could reach in.  After running through building after building I remembered. "Wait I was watching a movie!" Then stopped and concentrated, "You're just watching a movie, you're just watching a movie".  Then I "woke up" in a sort of hospital bed it seemed.  There was a woman standing over me switching out those sticky electrode things on my body.  She asked if I wanted a different movie and if so what kind.  I told her a hero one so I could stop the invasion.  She spoke in a very calm soothing voice, "Ok hero it is then, I just need you to relax for me ok?  We've neutralized your serum level.  Just lay down and get comfortable."  I turned on my side and saw an IV going into my arm.  I closed my eyes and noticed a warm pressure all over my body like I was in a pressurized tank of warm air or water.  I didn't fall asleep but a theater environment loaded in front of me.  I saw shining dust particles floating all over in front of me and there were only 3 other people there with me. 

I lose recollection immediately afterward.
[F]
I was at home and I went outside to the front yard. There were odd things all around me like a UPS truck on the roof of the house across the street and all kinds of discombobulated stuff here and there.  I look across the street at the other house and theres smoke coming out of the windows.  I run across the street dialing 911 as a man comes out of the door.  He tells me no don't call the police or anything and cuts off the call.  I tell him for 911 hangups they go to the location regardless.  Then my phone rang, the caller ID said 911 :P.  I picked it up and told them there was a robbery and a fire at that address. I went inside and everything was in shambles.  I don't remember anything after that.
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: Oneironautical1 May 03, 2009, 03:27:55 PM
Well firstly I haven't written in my DJ in months.  I've been pretty distracted with school and work lately and my dreaming has kind of taken a back seat.  However a funny WILD made me want to write about it here.

Well I start out getting out of bed, pretty much all of my WILDs start this way.  I get out of bed and walk to the front door with a grin.  I walk through the door outside, its night time and I'm pretty bummed because I love how vivid daytime is in dreams.  I walk out to the front yard and look up and see the few stars here and there since I live in the city and hardly ever see more than 50.  I walk to the edge of the street and sit down indian style at the curb in my front yard.  I start jokingly making that meditative ooohm sound and try to levitate.  Its harder than usual for some reason and I feel a force pulling back more so than normal gravity.  I stand up and float down the street to the highway thats at the end.  I float across the highway and look back at my previous path as I do I notice an odd star formation.  It looked like a connect the dots puzzle of an aztec warrior screaming skyward with a spear in his hand.  This made me feel uneasy for some reason.  Then all of a sudden I'm being pulled REALLY fast back across the highway down my street back into my house and into my bed.  I wake up with an kind of  O_O *huh..* feeling.
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: Burned up May 04, 2009, 04:00:24 AM
Well firstly I haven't written in my DJ in months.  I've been pretty distracted with school and work lately and my dreaming has kind of taken a back seat.  However a funny WILD made me want to write about it here.

Well I start out getting out of bed, pretty much all of my WILDs start this way.  I get out of bed and walk to the front door with a grin.  I walk through the door outside, its night time and I'm pretty bummed because I love how vivid daytime is in dreams.  I walk out to the front yard and look up and see the few stars here and there since I live in the city and hardly ever see more than 50.  I walk to the edge of the street and sit down indian style at the curb in my front yard.  I start jokingly making that meditative ooohm sound and try to levitate.  Its harder than usual for some reason and I feel a force pulling back more so than normal gravity.  I stand up and float down the street to the highway thats at the end.  I float across the highway and look back at my previous path as I do I notice an odd star formation.  It looked like a connect the dots puzzle of an aztec warrior screaming skyward with a spear in his hand.  This made me feel uneasy for some reason.  Then all of a sudden I'm being pulled REALLY fast back across the highway down my street back into my house and into my bed.  I wake up with an kind of  O_O *huh..* feeling.

That aztec warrior seemed to be all part of that end-of-dream scene.  I certainly get this feeling of him being an "executioner" of some sort - a killer of dreams perhaps.  Sent by whichever part of you was determined you should wake up!
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: Oneironautical1 May 04, 2009, 03:42:06 PM
That aztec warrior seemed to be all part of that end-of-dream scene.  I certainly get this feeling of him being an "executioner" of some sort - a killer of dreams perhaps.  Sent by whichever part of you was determined you should wake up!

For some reason different things when lucid dreaming or regular tend to give me an eerie chill and wake me up.  Its mostly cosmically ominous stuff like black holes, super novae, northern lights.  They always make me feel like I'm about to meet my doom or something, as did that constellation.

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: Oneironautical1 May 04, 2009, 03:57:26 PM
Night of 5/3/09

Dream:
From where I can best recall I'm standing in my house and there is a storm approaching.  My mom is inside and I see my sis go outside in the back yard.  I look outside as my mom is saying something about a tornado warning for the area.  Theres LOTS of thunder and lightening, I look through my house out the window to the back yard to see my sis standing on a lawn chair staring upward.  I think to myself shes gonna get hit by lightening or something I look outside to see if there are any storm clouds above.  Within a shroud of DARK black clouds I see a corner of what looks like an alien space ship poking out.

I look back at my sister and shes floating skyward still staring up.  I run to the back door to see my mom and aunt struggling to get the door open.  I look back outside and there are small pyramids that were metal and looked like some sort of alien devices surrounded by fog on the ground.  I yell to my mom stop! Don't go outside they just want her and they'll kill you without a second though! :/  She stops and just stares as my sister is taken in to the ship.

Heres where it REALLY gets weird.  Suddenly a trampoline appears with a multitude of children of all races jumping and playing.  Then a stampede of all kinds of puppies come running at the back door.  I hear a voice say something along the lines of.  I know you feel like you don't have a purpose any longer, please fulfill your purpose with them.

After that scene my recollection skips a bit, I think everyone was panicking trying to figure out if they are supposed to stay or run from the aliens.  I remember my dad's ex wife driving up in a car, I could tell she chose to flee. She told me "they made her toilet paper burn through her wall!"..... oooook

Now, what I think this dream was getting at is my little sis is about to be the last to grow up and move out of the house.  My mom would be left alone and not able to be a mother any more would be lonely so these "aliens" that a taking her daughter would now give her something else to care for and raise. Also I think I watch waaaay to much Stargate and X-files :P

There were other fragments I can't really recall anymore since I've been awake for a while.
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: Oneironautical1 May 24, 2009, 05:29:03 PM
As always I can never remember to write in this thing even though I have good recollection almost every night.  Last night I had a particularly funny short dream that I felt like sharing.

[D]
I'm at my community college and there are dark clouds in the distance everyone is talking about a tornado warning for the area.  I look around as everyone clamors to get inside to safety.  For some reason I thought I would be safer outside of the building because it could collapse.  I ran down the highway at quite a quick pace I remember the scenery zipping by.  I run under a bridge as I see a funnel cloud take shape about 200 meters away.  It forms a thin funnel not a HUGE tornado so I thought I would be safe under the bridge.  It heads right at the bridge and as it blows over I feel like I'm going to get blown away but I hold on.  After it blows over I run back to the campus to find my car but I can't.  I wonder around for what seems like a long time then remember I can press the car lock thing on my keys to hear it honk or see its lights.  When I do about 30 cars in random spots all light up and honk at the same time  ::).  I lose recollection after that.

I thought the car thing was hilarious when I woke up. But I guess ya had to be there :P
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: Oneironautical1 September 27, 2009, 08:20:50 PM
Its been a loooong time, I really don't keep up with this as much as I should but I'll keep posting memorably ones.

[L]

My recollection begins as I'm flying over a large open field next to a lone office building. I realize that I have to be dreaming because I can't fly IRL. So I proceed to climb higher and notice that I'm flying much more freely than I usually do. I can typically only hover and glide at a pretty moderate speed some sort of mental block there. However this time I had my arms outstretched to my side like an airplane. I noticed a few groups of birds either ducks or geese flying in different directions. I thought it must have something to do with them like lending me their power of flight or something.

I was flying at probly 30 mph or so swooping around like peter pan (gay analogy I know) over a field of long lush very green grass. I started flying under and over some power lines that crossed the field with about 4-5 cables strung tower to tower. I think to myself be careful not to get tangled up in them. I swoop around again and of course murphy's law, I fly right into it. It felt like I flew into a rope net instead of 2 inch thick power cables. I concentrated on just relaxing and falling to the ground trying not to thrash around to much which might wake me up. I just fell right out of the tangled lines with ease onto the ground.

I flew up again and turned to look past the tree line over a hill and saw dark clouds. Usually in my dreams dark clouds make me feel uneasy to the point of waking up. They fill me with a sense of impending doom. The clouds were very dark almost black and there were visible lighting bolts coming out. It made me uneasy, I didn't know what if anything was going to happen but I still had this fear in my gut. I looked to my left and there were more approaching pretty quick.

I flew to the office building to take cover with the feeling that all hell was about to break loose. There were people clamoring about trying to get inside. I went into the building and stood next to the window waiting for the building to collapse or a black hole to open up. I looked at a woman next to me and asked her what was going on and she just smiled. I looked outside and it was raining. I remember this wave of relief washing over me and feeling like a total over reactor :P. I remember looking out the window and watching the water hit the window and gather into little globs that dripped down gathering others as it went. Lastly I remember thinking "Wow this just looks SO realistic no video game could ever match this kind of realism and immersion". Then I lose recollection of anything further.
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: Oneironautical1 November 06, 2009, 11:14:38 PM
Dream stuff is in red

Night of 11/05/09:

I woke up around 4:30 hoping I would be able to fall asleep before I had to get up at 8.  I typically have trouble falling back asleep in the early morning.  I relax every muscle trying to get back to sleep instead of thinking about stuff which keeps me awake.  I feel my body gradually feel like its getting heavier and I feel a slight spinning feeling
[L]
I then sit back up and pull out an I-phone and start going through menus on it.  I realize I don't have an I-phone IRL this immediately makes me start to wake up but I concentrate on the phone and get up out of bed. I walk through the wall into the backyard. I take a look around for a sec and noticed it was cold, really cold. I could see my breath and started to feel chilly i had to concentrate that it wasn't actually cold so I would't wake up.  I fly up to my roof and look out into the street. it starts snowing which it never really does here in Texas.  However the snow started to get really thick in the air and then I noticed the snowflakes were the size of dinner plates.  They looked like those paper cutouts you make as a child all floating down and stacking up on each other.

I lose lucidity/recollection after that.

[F]

I remember trying to create an energy blast in my hands to shoot at something.  I kept trying and literally only getting a poof or a small ball of energy.  I concentrated this strange feeling of energy and pressure into my hands and focused it forward.  It shot a hole in the ceiling above me and I inspected the hole smiling that I had figured it out.
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: Oneironautical1 January 04, 2010, 12:58:55 PM
First one is a lucid fragment:
I become lucid on a street near my house in front of some apartments. I walk up the street to the church at the end. Theres a large open area of grass not quite a field but large. I stumble across a large arrow head made of metal about the size of my palm. I pick it up and realize its kinda light to be made of solid metal. I decided to try a lucid dream challenge of making something heavier or lighter. I concentrate on making the arrow head lighter. It was a strange sensation I could feel an energy flow from somewhere going through my body into my hand. The arrow head got lighter and lighter until it had a pretty good hang time from just tapping it back into the air. It was funny because I could feel its weight fluctuating and I had to concentrate to keep it light. I thought to see how much farther I could throw it then when heavier. I heave it a good 80 yards. I run and retrieve it to see if I can make it heavier. As I concentrate I can feel it get quite heavy too heavy to throw. So I drop it from only about 7 inches off the ground and it smacks into the ground leaving a quarter inch impression. After this I lose recollection/lucidity.

Second Non Lucid Fragment:
I recall walking through a department store in the electronics section with TVs stacked a good 12 feet high. The TVs were strange though, they were obviously tube TVs but some had the same picture spread into multiple little screens separated by wood framing. Sort of like those displays you see with multiple screens making up one giant one. Thing is these were only equivalent to a 27 inch TV and each of the smaller screens had like a one inch frame between them. I keep walking past all these strange TVs and realize they are all pretty fuzzy. It makes me wonder why some retailers have such shitty picture on the TVs they are trying to sell. I decide to look for the dvr or whatever they are all streaming from. I can't seem to find one but when I go around a corner I notice a VR helmet and try it out. When I try to put the helmet on I can't get my head in because of the army style bucket helmet I'm already wearing...? The black guy operating it said he would make it a roller coaster ride. I'm looking in the helmet and can see a tube of redish textures going by in an appropriate manner for a roller coaster ride but nothing like a landscape or anything. I decide it was lame and then lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 January 06, 2010, 03:06:36 PM
Fragment:
I'm driving in the back of an SUV with a few people from my old HS.  Whats funny is its people I was friendly with but never hung out with.  We were looking for someone to by marijuana from.  We were supposed to have met up with someone who would sell it to us but they either didn't have any or weren't there I can't remember.  I told them there has to be somewhere in the city to just drive up and ask around.  A shadier neighborhood where its common place.  One of the guys flips open a GPS navigation device.  There are several arrows on the map in different places that I took were markers of dealers locations.  I lose recollection after that. 

Whats funny is I never hung out with these people and I haven't smoked weed in years :/.  I think setting up my facebook has fucked with my dream contacts list.
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: pj January 06, 2010, 03:19:04 PM
I still dream about "the old days" once in a while - which for me mostly ended right around 1980.

That "special" GPS would have been useful back then.
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: Oneironautical1 January 09, 2010, 08:29:16 PM
F: I'm at work and I'm checking out a customer.  Its an older man he seems familiar but I can't place it.  I ask him his last name to open his account and its the same as a neighbor's of mine from years back.  I asked him if he had a son R and he said he did and he thought he recognized me.  He said R was having a hard time like me but things were going to turn around for him and me soon.  It made me feel good.

F: I'm riding in the car with my mother driving.  I can't remember how I found out this information but, my mom had been in an accident and was in ICU at the hospital.  I remember having the feeling of "Does not compute!" come into my head then lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 January 11, 2010, 02:54:08 PM
My recollection has been crap lately.  Its mostly fragments of larger dreams that I just can't remember..
 
D:I'm a room with a cement floor and walls with lots of cracks here and there with blood on the floor and walls.  I pick up a broken concrete pedestal with ornate imagery on it.  There is an intact pedestal in the middle of the room.  I hold the cracked piece of pedestal over it and it drips blood onto the unbroken one.  All of a sudden the floor starts to crack and open up.  I run outside and I'm in my own backyard.  A giant human shaped monster made of greenish black fog emerges from my room breaking through the roof.  Suddenly my backyard and as far as I can see is covered in a thick green fog.  I see some sort of creature off in the distance and think its the source of it so I have to kill it.  I start to charge a ki blast in my hands.  Its a particular technique used in the dragon ball anime series called a Kamehameha.  (I watch way too much anime :P).  I sound it out Ka-me-ha-me-ha as the energy builds in my hands they feel as if I am spinning my hands and there is IMMENSE pressure inside them combined with a stinging heat like feeling.  I fire it at the creature except there is no explosion the blast travels off into the fog and disappears.  I try again and hit it dead on incinerating it.  The fog lifts and I lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 January 12, 2010, 01:14:53 PM
F: I'm in the downtown area of some city.  I'm levitating all around just wondering around.  I make my way to a Wal Mart sort of super store.  I remember seeing how well I can move stuff with telekinesis and someone throwing something at me and deflecting it.  Than I'm out in the parking lot trying to fly and do flips in the air.  It was hard because when I get upside down I have to manipulate the energy around me accordingly or I bottom out on the second half of the flip.
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: Oneironautical1 January 13, 2010, 04:11:46 PM
D:I'm on the side of a freeway near my house on foot.  I'm carrying a mattress I don't know why but I have to get it home.  I get startled by a car whizzing by and drop the mattress into the freeway where its run over by a couple cars.  I scramble to get it before its destroyed.  I get it and its a little beat up but not too bad.  I keep walking towards my house and it starts to rain.  The freeway is noticeably different than the one that is actually near me.  There is a long stretch of hwy that is under bridges/underground.  I hurry to get to it to get out of the rain for a bit.  When I get there, there are a few people hanging out I guess to get out of the rain.  I remember getting into a conflict with one of them who happened to be a very old childhood friend that the friendship had gone sour.  I lose recollection after that.
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: Oneironautical1 January 14, 2010, 03:50:13 PM
My recollection was good this morning but I fell back asleep after it so I'll put in the pieces I remember.

D:  I"m walking along the bridge over a lake near my house.  I'm with someone I can't remember exactly who but they were an old friend.  The bridge turns into a rope/plank bridge over the remaining span into someones backyard.  I look to my left and there is a HUGE sea monster looking creature.  It was pinkish colored with darker red spots with a hammer head shark head and a plesiosaur body.  It freaked me out because I was only a couple inches above the water line and it was breaching right by the bridge. I make my way into the backyard of the house with whoever it was I was traveling with.

Next thing I remember is being chased away from the house by some people I went to school with.  Basically all the popular jock guys and some that were just jerks.  I'm jumping fences doing forward flips and launching off of telephone wires like tarzarn navigating the jungle.  I come to a stop and they surround me.  I take a couple out with some punches and throws and the others just kind of stand there.  I remember one of them saying "Hes using dragon style!" (lol so dorky).  Thats the last I remember of it.
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: Oneironautical1 January 16, 2010, 10:15:33 AM
Had some WILD early this morning with lots of vivid dreaming

LF/D:  I WILD into the median of the highway right near my house.  Its really bright and the air seems fresh and warm.  I fly towards my house reveling in how bright and detailed everything is.  I get to my street and start praising god at how beautiful everything is.  I fly up in spirals a couple times and then look up into the sky.  Where the sun usually is was an Earth like planet.  It made me imagine I was in the sun looking out.  I fly closer to my house and notice some person walking down the street.

As I get closer to them I notice they are a humanoid alien/monster.  It kinda gets me unnerved for a moment and I calm myself down so I don't lose lucidity.  I realize I have to change it into a real person before this dream spirals down into a nightmare.  I hold out my hands concentrating and it slowly morphs into a cartoonish looking man.  Right after that more of the creatures start coming out of the wood work and I can't change them all.  I lose lucidity at this moment but a VVD sequence follows directly after.

I'm floating probly 5 feet off the ground in the middle of the street I live on.  I'm trying to fight off this horde of monsters when I hear a narrator say something along the lines of. "The human's favorite bomb was the atomic kind."  I see a bright flash and know whats coming.  I spread with open arms with my eyes closed ready to embrace incineration.  I hear it rushing towards me and feel a slight push.  I open my eyes and all the trees/houses are gone and I'm just looking over a barren hill at a bright red yellowish explosion pouring over it.  I see a giant humanoid figure standing at the epicenter of the light.  I immediately think of an Evangelion from the anime I've watched.  I lose lucidity and recollection after that. 

There were more dream sequences but I can't remember most of them I may post the fragments I can remember when I get out of work.
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: Oneironautical1 January 25, 2010, 09:02:33 PM
I really should have typed up an entry right after I woke up but I had to get to school.  There was muck more to it but I'll just elaborate on the more interesting part.

L/F: I actually start lucidity in the median of the HWY by my house.  I float across the empty HWY toward my street.  I try to fly up the street as fast as I can.  I push my fists out super man style and blast down the street.  Everything along my side was a blur of green from the trees and other stuff.  An old friend of mine from all the way back to elementary school lives at the end of the street on the perpendicular street.  I see their house coming at me for a split second and try to turn but slam into it with a thud.  No pain but I felt a small push against me.

F: I'm in my neighbors front yard and I decide to try to walk through the walls into the house.  I'm not lucid but the dream is extremely vivid.  The house is still vacant since the elderly woman died (IRL there is a family thats been living there for at least 3 months.)  I walk up to the front of the house next to the door and push myself through the front wall into their living room.  I look around with just my head poking in and have a sort of narrative "Hey you can't just walk into someone else's house.  I pull my head back through but when I do I can see part of the wood siding of the house stretch like latex and snap onto my face leaving part of my face as wood siding :/.  I thought that was odd and walked through the wooden pillar on their front porch and the same thing happens.  The pillar stretches under the stress but like a rubber, snapping off as I take on its physical characteristics on my body.  I start to feel heavier and its harder to walk.  I lurch towards a small magnolia tree that is no longer there and walk through a couple of its branches leaving my skin with a shiny dark green portion on my arm.  I lose recollection after that.
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: Oneironautical1 January 29, 2010, 12:20:47 PM
D:  I'm walking in my backyard with a group of people a couple older guys and a very young girl.  We walk toward the fence and sit on the swing set.  They are all talking to one another while I'm looking around.  I look up at the top of a telephone pole in the corner of the yard and its covered in what looked like glowing butterflies in a big mass at the top of it.  I look at it and notice that its pulsing from bright to dim bright to dim.  I hold out my hand and I can control the brightness of it.  I tell the others to look and check it out but the glowing butterflies all scatter and disappear.

Immediately after that a bright light comes from my left.  I look and its coming from the house next to my neighbor.  Their back room is like a sun room completely walled by windows.  I look closer and there is a woman running on a treadmill.  Its Bette Midler and shes not just jogging on the treadmill shes running like a madman possessed.  An older man is sitting in a chair reading and a young woman is pacing while talking to them.  I can't hear the conversation, and I lose recollection.
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: pj January 29, 2010, 05:39:41 PM
A madWOMAN, surely.  And with Bette, that must have been a sight to behold.

She was one of my favorite singers in the 70's.

(http://image.listen.com/img/170x170/6/9/0/7/1287096_170x170.jpg)
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: Oneironautical1 January 29, 2010, 08:39:50 PM
A madWOMAN, surely.  And with Bette, that must have been a sight to behold.

She was one of my favorite singers in the 70's.

It was cool, come to think of it I don't have any recollection of any other celebs in my dreams. Watch tonight Kanye is going to hijack my dream telling me that beyonce had a better one :P
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: pj January 30, 2010, 10:14:45 PM
Good luck with that!
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: Oneironautical1 February 11, 2010, 09:26:22 PM
[D]
This morning I had a dream where I was in a large building that had been cleared out that had couches and shit strewn around and a bar in the corner. There were people from school I knew and some I didn't. I was standing outside of one of the large cargo loading doors and saw a huge tornado touch down in the city. I knew it was coming at us and I grabbed onto the bottom of a dumpster and held on. It blew through in a few seconds then was gone. I look up and everyone was gathering outside the building along an incline along side a bridge. I saw another tornado touch down and approach us. I yelled "HIT THE DECK!" and I proceeded to do so. After it blew over I'm not sure if I knew I was dreaming or not. I couldn't quite see over the embankment of the bridge to see the city. I concentrated on floating up to see over it, I couldn't at first. I thought about it like telekinesis but on myself pushing my feet up into the air lifting me up. I could see a few sky scrapers in the distance with a tornado whipping through them throwing debris around. I lose recollection after that
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 February 13, 2010, 09:52:44 PM
F:  I remember segments of flight, one was odd I was flying and a friend told me to do some flips.  I continued forward but my body was straight and rigid and turning forward on the axis of my waist.  Its hard to describe.

F:  Another part I remember pretty vividly was showing some people that I could fall forward and stop myself before I hit the ground.  I would lean forward until I started to tilt and fall face first completely rigid, then put my hands out palms toward the ground stopping myself about a foot from the ground.  It felt like a cushion of air kind of like 2 same magnetic poles N+N, strong but unstable.  I remember calling a Ki Cushion kinda dorky but I thought it was kinda clever when I woke up :P. 
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 September 18, 2010, 06:54:09 PM
[D]I'm at a rural farm house with a good number of people milling around. I remember talking to some kid who told me I was giving everything up and becoming one of them. Then I flew away from the house down a dirt road towards some woods that had a smoggy city behind it. I get to the entrance of the woods and see people running out saying I can't go that way the dragons live there. I stop and watch as some people are chased out of the woods by a dragon flying behind them. I quickly fly back towards the farm house and when I'm about 30 meters away I look back thinking "I hope theres a barrier". Sure enough the dragon slams smack into an invisible wall and in doing so instantly changes into a giant wild bore. I look back at it pacing back and forth then think I hope the other side of this place has a barrier and when I do the giant bore jumps up into the air and out of site. I know he was going to the other side so I warned all the other inhabitants and they loaded up into the barn which turned out to be a davinci-esque flying machine.  I sat on a bench with about 6 other people that ran the flank of the airship looking outward.  I asked one child where we were going and he pointed out over a swamp area.  He said there is a gas that the dragons are repelled by so we should be safe there.  I notice the dragon from earlier flying around the airship at the same time I notice a mass of pinpricks of blue light.  They seemed to track the dragon and thought they must be something like a laser site for guns on the ship and that we were the gunners.  I told everyone to aim for the dragon and I lose recollection of what happened after that.  I'm writing this after having gone all day without doing so.

I hope I can remember to keep logging here.  Its fun to read back on my dreams of the past.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 September 19, 2010, 08:26:28 PM
[D]
My recollection begins with me in my room and the entire building is shaking like crazy.  I hear on the tv that an atomic bomb has been detonated in an area near my house.  I run to the front room and look out the window and see a bright flash with wind and debris flying at me.  I decide I'm about to do die and accept it and outstretch my arms and close my eyes.  (for dramatic effect I suppose? :P)  Nothing happened I opened my eyes and and the sky had taken on an orangish hue and was filled with smoke.  I run and tell my mom to close all the doors and seal up to house to keep out irradiated particulate.  She says it won't do any good but I continue to do so.  I look outside as dark black clouds start drifting over the area.  After that I remember walking down my street with a woman I don't know looking up at the skies.  It was extremely dark to be during the day time which I assume it still was.  I commented aloud to the stranger that "This must be what a nuclear winter looks like". 

I wonder what this dream means.  I know it seems dark me accepting my death and all but I don't see it that way. 
: Re: My dream Journal
: Burned up September 22, 2010, 03:09:34 PM
[D]
My recollection begins with me in my room and the entire building is shaking like crazy.  I hear on the tv that an atomic bomb has been detonated in an area near my house.  I run to the front room and look out the window and see a bright flash with wind and debris flying at me.  I decide I'm about to do die and accept it and outstretch my arms and close my eyes.  (for dramatic effect I suppose? :P)  Nothing happened I opened my eyes and and the sky had taken on an orangish hue and was filled with smoke.  I run and tell my mom to close all the doors and seal up to house to keep out irradiated particulate.  She says it won't do any good but I continue to do so.  I look outside as dark black clouds start drifting over the area.  After that I remember walking down my street with a woman I don't know looking up at the skies.  It was extremely dark to be during the day time which I assume it still was.  I commented aloud to the stranger that "This must be what a nuclear winter looks like". 

I wonder what this dream means.  I know it seems dark me accepting my death and all but I don't see it that way. 

Seems to have both positive and negative aspects to it.  You accepted death rather than fighting it, suggesting to me that whatever that peril represented, it doesn't have any power over you any more.

The rest of the dream seems like you trying to construct a world that conforms to what you might think a post-apocalypse landscape might be like.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 September 22, 2010, 07:51:14 PM


Seems to have both positive and negative aspects to it.  You accepted death rather than fighting it, suggesting to me that whatever that peril represented, it doesn't have any power over you any more.

The rest of the dream seems like you trying to construct a world that conforms to what you might think a post-apocalypse landscape might be like.
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I thought of the same thing, that the dream could symbolize getting over some inevitable "something". As for the nuclear apocalypse stuff, I attribute it to playing far too much Fallout 3 :D.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Burned up September 23, 2010, 05:30:23 PM
I thought of the same thing, that the dream could symbolize getting over some inevitable "something". As for the nuclear apocalypse stuff, I attribute it to playing far too much Fallout 3 :D.

Haha well I suppose that would account for that!
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 September 24, 2010, 04:15:09 PM
Well I did have some pretty vivid dreams last night but I have lost recollection of most of them due to rushing into work this morning.  One that I do remember is what I could call my first nightmare in probly a decade.

[D/F] I don't remember anything else about the dream except a few details but they are pretty creepy. These fragments are incredibly hard to describe because of how bizarre it was but I'll try my best..  I remember seeing a woman in third person but also feeling like it was me.  All of a sudden she starts convulsing violently however I could feel it myself as if it was me, even though it was a woman being viewed in third person.  She shook like she was being tazed and all these grotesque mouths that look like animal mouths start tearing open on her skin and large pulsating tumors appear.  Then out of nowhere a person walks in and all the violent shaking and scary stuff stopped.  I had the feeling that if noone were around that I "the woman" would continue to transform into a writhing mass of grotesque mouths and flesh.  The same thing happened in another setting later on but this time it was an elderly woman in a grocery store.  She just finished talking to a man and he walked away.  As he did the same thing happened as above, shaking violently and the transformation into a monstrous mass of flesh and mouths.  This time I felt as if noone was there to see me to stop it. I became so panicked I woke up in my bed. 

The even stranger thing is that when I woke up I could feel the same twitching and wiggly feeling in my belly that I did in the dream that stopped a few seconds after waking up.  The only thing I can compare to that feeling on my stomach is when I charge my Chakras. When I charge my chakras and hold them I get this tingly feeling all around my body and my stomach does this weird twitchy wiggly feeling like a butterfly fluttering under my skin.

Again I know... frackin bizarre and quite terrifying I must say :/  Hopefully thats my last nightmare for at least another decade.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Burned up September 24, 2010, 06:07:24 PM
Sounds to me like the fear was around before the image(s).  I know what you mean about being yourself and someone else at the same time.  Those images were pretty horrible, though.

I always feel I've let myself down by waking from a nightmare.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 September 25, 2010, 10:53:16 AM
Well firstly its my birthday today I turned 25!  I feel old and younger at the same time its funny.

[D]
I begin recollection inside a shopping mall.  I wasn't lucid in the fact that I didn't self actualize that I was dreaming.  I knew I could do stuff like fly and move stuff with telekinesis.  I fly around the mall just exploring. I remember seeing how well I could control it by standing on an arm of a chair and lowering my upper body until parallel with the floor. I saw a couple friends that seemed to be working in a small shop.  I talk to them for a bit then continue to explore. At one point I had a small handheld grappling hook like Batman I don't remember how I got it I just remember having it at one point.  The grappling device was only the size of a round makeup case but it could pull me up to the second floor of the mall no problem.  I started grappling around in the mall and I guess the security guards didn't deem that safe so they cleared the whole mall trying to catch me :P.  I grapple to the upper floor and run to the escalators and turn them off to make it harder for them to get to the second floor.  I don't remember if they ever caught me or what but I lose recollection.

[F]
I had woken up and notice my nose is running, I run my finger under my nose and notice its not blood but bright blue mucus.  I get to the bathroom and look in the mirror, I had bright blue vein looking structures running under my skin on my face and forehead.  I sit down on the toilet trying to think what would give me blue mucus and my eyes start to water and its bright blue as well.  I start vomiting the same blue fluid into the toilet between my legs. Right when I'm about to completely freak out everything blinks black for a second and its all gone.  The blue fluid was gone from the toilet and my shorts and hands and the vein stuff on my body was gone as well.  It wasn't scary to me but it sure was weird.

[F]
I remember parts of flight using broken down cardboard boxes as wings flapping them and flying in some outdoor setting with woods to one side.  I see what looks and sounds like an army on the march into battle.  I fly ahead of them thinking I have to help stop the other army from raiding their village while they are gone.  There is a caravan below me and I materialize a bow and arrows and try to shoot the drivers and horses of the caravan of large carts that I assume are holding foot soldiers.  The arrows stick in the top of the carts but I can't get the timing right to hit the drivers or horses.  I lose recollection after that.

[F]
I had one of those "gotta pee" dreams earlier in the morning.  I was in some snow filled environment I was waiting to get into the tent to pee in privacy.  There were two women that looked familiar that had to guard the entrance to make sure noone came in while I was peeing.  I was peeing on some large lump of snow and melting it away but I never stopped peeing it just keppt going and going and going.  I wake up and use the restroom.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Burned up September 26, 2010, 04:02:10 PM
I know that pee feeling. The longer it goes on, the more the potential for embarrassment.
Happy birthday. Long may the funny feeling continue!
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 September 27, 2010, 02:02:27 PM
I remember dreaming quite a bit last night but I can only remember a few fragments.

[F]
I remember running into a friend I hadn't seen in a few years after a pretty bad falling out.  I asked him if he wanted to hang out and he said no with a somewhat sad almost annoyed face.  I told him to wait and that I wanted to apologize for the way I acted all those years back and that I was immature and rude.  He said thanks I forgive you and I told him thats all I really wanted and we went our separate ways. (this one made me sad and happy at the same time)

[F]
I'm with a friend of mine building a house's exterior walls out of what look like layered magazines.  The tiles that made up what we had finished looked like inverted adobe bricks. The tiles had all sorts of colors and people on them being magazines and all.

[F]
I'm with a friend that I'm going to be moving in with in a few months.  I remember him saying "I'm moving in tomorrow" and thinking it wasn't supposed to be for another 2 months or so.  I then looked at my phone at the date and it was November :P.  (I must have some apprehension lol)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 11, 2010, 11:27:28 AM
[D]
I remember talking with my dad who passed away a few years ago, however it was as if he hadn't.  He was telling me how I only need a couple more credits to be able to get my masters, this isn't true.  I decide to try to take a that would count as credit for a course even though I hadn't taken it if I know the material.  I don't think those exist in college like they do in grade school.  I acquire the first test from some academic advisor at some school I don't recognize.   I'm in a large store of some kind, it looks like a grocery store but I don't remember ever seeing any produce. I find my current manager working organizing stuff and I get some paperwork from her that counted as course credit because I had worked there for over a year, I wish it worked that way for real :P.

Heres where the dream takes an interesting turn.  I am still at the store walking around holding the small stacks of paperwork.  I come across a blonde woman who I don't recognize but still find her familiar for some reason.  She was gorgeous if a little short, she had large green eyes and a beautiful smile.  We started to walk and talk as we both headed outside.  When we got outside I felt like I had knew her and felt a comfort and warmth in her presence basically I felt like I was in love.  I grabbed her hand feeling her sharp longer nails graze the inside of my hand, her hand was cool and a little clammy, but it felt nice.  We were in some sort of brick lain courtyard with a large structure in the middle.  It wasn't a fountain or sculpture, there were people standing on the different levels talking and taking pictures having a good time.  There was one man in a security guard or police mans winter clothing.  We started to climb up I pull her up and jokingly tell her how he looks like Robert Di Nero.  She laughs and we climb to a metal grate at the top center of the structure.  The structure all of a sudden is overlooking a city from what looked like 30 floors up.  I assume we weren't alowed there because the Robert Di Nero cop jumped up and landed right near the edge on some metal platform with a menacing look on his face.  I was thinking to myself "this guy is insane". I look at the woman who has no name and tell her I'm a little afraid of heights and would feel better if we moved farther from the edge.  I lose recollection right after that however my recollection comes to with me in some sort of office.  I can see myself third person from across the room, I'm wearing a nice suit, I look older and have a beard.  I start remembering that woman and feel sad like I had lost her since earlier for some unknown reason.  I go back to viewing the dream first person and see the blonde woman standing across the room from me.  She didn't look like she knew I was there and was talking to someone.  Back to third person I'm standing there staring in her direction as some brunette woman starts pestering me to dance.  I keep shrugging her off when the woman from before notices me.  We lock eyes and runs off into another room.  I follow her to find her laying on the floor in a small bathroom crying.  She starts saying how it wouldn't have worked with us because she wasn't ready. She starts telling me how shes not genetically a female and that she was part of some experiment. She takes off her clothes and she has small breasts but no genitalia down stares.  I stand there kind of baffled on what to do, I had a feeling not of disgust but sadness.  I lose recollection after that.

[L/F]
I'm in bed and WILD my way to lucidity.  I get up and try to walk through the wall and no dice, all blackness.  I walk back into my room and look for a window so I have a view of something to go to.  It works I'm in my backyard and climb the fence into the front yard.  Its a dreary cold afternoon, total cloud cover with cold mist blowing around but its not raining.   I try flying but can't seem to get off the ground.  I decide to jump out horizontal to the ground and fly that way.  I jump outward landing flat on my face in the grass, luckily I was dreaming or that probly would have hurt.  I finally muster the ability to float along the street and towards a busy highway.  I stop in the median and look around losing lucidity/recollection.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 19, 2010, 08:44:41 PM
[D]
I'm on the roof of what may be a large hotel, I climb onto the side of the building trying to get in a window to a room.  As I'm doing this people from the ground are telling me not to.  I eventually get the window open and slide into the room.  It was a modest looking hotel room somewhat nice.  Then someone I didn't see anyone told me I shouldn't be in there.  Then I lose recollection.

[D]
I'm flying down into an open fountain area in a city.  I remember seeing spaceships in the sky and thinking it must be some sort of alien encounter.  I remember seeing Arnold Schwarzenegger standing with a bunch of other suits talking, they must be getting ready to speak with the aliens.  I run inside of a large building I think it might have been a mall.  I walk upstairs and see someone I know from another forum I frequent.  I walk up behind her and she looks like she is wearing a fast food uniform with apron.  I put my hand on her shoulder and she turns around, I ask her "When is your break we need to talk".  (funny thing is I don't even really know her that well from the forum but she posts pictures all the time so I knew what she looked like apparently.  I have never met her in person but it felt like I was looking at her in person like I had it was so vivid.)

There was much more to each dream but these dreams were from early this morning and I got called into work early or I would have written about it right away.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 29, 2010, 11:37:53 AM
[F]
I'm outside of an old friends house and a large group of people are gathering in the backyard of their neighbor.  I fly up above the crowd to see whats going on.  A group of film critics that I frequent their site are trying to set up some sort of filming.  People are all over the place and the people trying to film are trying to get people to behave so they can shoot.  I fly into the middle of the yard just watching, I hear one of the site owners tell the film crew to get that flying guy out of the shot.  I take the hint and fly out of the yard.

[F]
I'm at the local Goodyear service center and I pay the cashier/mechanic with a $100 bill. He proceeds to give me my change and I look at it and half of it is fake bills. The money looked like Toy Story themed monopoly money. I looked at him and told him to give me real money or I'd call the cops right then and there. He gave me a disgusted look and took it and got me more money from the till. This money looked like normal bills but smaller and colored a little wrong. I yell at him "Do you think I'm fucking retarded give me my change!" I don't remember anything after that.

[D]
I'm in my old elementary school, I don't remember how I got there or why I was there.  A group of people were in the entry area talking, I look at a poster sitting on a painting easel.  It had a map of the US with a HUGE storm illustrated crossing the United States it was the size of the whole easter side of the country.  I pointed out how a large dense spinning storm was heading right towards us and would be here in like 6 hours.   I then remember trying to leave and a woman telling me no I am needed hear and I ask why.  She points at a wall and the building starts to shake.  A large mass of insects like centipedes roaches and all kinds of creepy crawlies broke through the wall engulfing me to where I couldn't see anything.  As it happened I imagined I transformed into a group of werewolves, the strange thing was I couldn't see anything but I knew what was happening.  The group of werewolves tear apart the evil entity and regroup to become my whole self again.  I guess it drained me or something and I collapsed in the lap of the woman whimpering "master".

Later in the same dream sequence I remember being outside with a large group of people about 30 or so.  For some reason it felt like we were stranded wherever we were like the show Lost. There is a tree next to me with oddly shaped bananas I pick one and hand it to a kid and he eats it.  I see a person pick an apple from the tree across the street and suddenly the tree uproots itself and flies high in the air. It proceeds to drop the apples on us like bombs. I heard someone explain that if its fruit is picked it does this until all the people are dead, also that the apples have a neurotoxin if they hit you. Everyone is running around freaking out trying to avoid the deadly hailstorm of apples.  Me and a group of people run around the outside of the large building it was in front of hugging the walls so we don't get hit.  I hear the sound of the apples falling and hitting the ground has stopped.  We go back around to the front and the tree is back in its original place as it is pulling a large root back underground.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 07, 2010, 01:21:34 PM
[F]
All I remember is looking outside from the front porch of a house.  I see what seems to be dwarf or "midget" Luchadors (spanish wrestlers) running around in the front yard.  They seem to have a performing mentality where they are trying to entertain but then they all jumped into the storm drain in front of the house.  I assumed they were maintenance men there to fix the drain system.  Last thing I remember is one jumping out out of the manhole doing a pose and running off.

[F]
I am in a different video store than the one I work at now.  This store looks more like a library than a video store with nice wooden shelfs and fixtures.  I am trying to alphabetize a section with another co-worker I remember having the thought. "What is so hard about keeping this in order?!"  I don't really remember anything else.

With the daylight savings over I got an extra hour of sleep.  However sleeping so long today led to me forgetting most of the vivid dreaming that I did have.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 17, 2010, 02:40:48 PM
{D}
I am talking to a woman who I think might have been Rosario Dawson.  I'm talking about how beautiful the stars are and how massive the universe must be.  This makes me think of the ending sequence on the movie Men in Black.  In that sequence the camera zooms out of the solar system past some other stars and shows our entire galaxy inside of a marble that an alien is playing with.  She didn't seem to know what I was talking about so I described the sequence to her.  As I did my view switched to third person and started to fly up and off of Earth.  The Earth got smaller and smaller very quickly as I zoomed past the outer planets and out of the solar system.  I flew past some stars then out of the galaxy until I could see clusters of galaxies and then saw the outside of a marble containing the universe.  I saw the alien shoot the marble at others like in the movie and then it all disappeared.  When it did I ended up back in first person clinging onto a platform in what seemed like empty blackness.  I was holding on pretty tight not wanting to fall.  I stretched and looked on top of the platform that turned out to be a pool table the size of a football field.  I felt as though I was dreaming but wouldn't call it lucid.  I didn't want to fall but I "knew" it was the only way back to earth and my body.  I let go and had the typical scary falling feeling surrounded by darkness.  The falling usually only lasts a few seconds but this time it lasted at least 7 seconds.  I felt as if I was free falling then had a jolt when I landed back in my body and woke up in my bed IRL.

[D]
I'm at a video store that looks to be a different location of the company that I work for.  I'm just looking around and notice an old friend of mine who isn't a very trustworthy guy.  I talk to him about how its been forever since I've seen him and what not.  He asks me to open the cabinet so he can look at this expensive video camera.  I reluctantly pull it from the cabinet and let him look at it making sure not to go anywhere because he might steal it.  He looks at it thanks me and walks away.  I look at another coworker who gives me the "he stole something" look.  As he does that he goes to my friend and pulls some clip drives out of his pockets.  When he does my friend starts saying it was his stuff I didn't believe him and reached in his other pocket and pulled out games in their cases (I don't know how they would fit in pockets now that I think about it).  He starts talking to the store manager who says shes trying to be nice about it but to give everything he has back.  I lose recollection after that.
: Re: My dream Journal
: The Littlest Leaf Dragon November 17, 2010, 05:01:16 PM
I felt as if I was free falling then had a jolt when I landed back in my body and woke up in my bed IRL.

I've only ever had that happen when I was half asleep, never after a full dream.  Was it just a small jolt as you woke up or did you actually jump?
: Re: My dream Journal
: Ray961 November 17, 2010, 08:36:48 PM

I felt as if I was free falling then had a jolt when I landed back in my body and woke up in my bed IRL.

i haven't had that from a dream either the only time something like that has happened to me i was falling asleep and it sounded like someone banged a gong right next to my head haha
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 18, 2010, 01:52:42 AM
I felt as if I was free falling then had a jolt when I landed back in my body and woke up in my bed IRL.

I've only ever had that happen when I was half asleep, never after a full dream.  Was it just a small jolt as you woke up or did you actually jump?

It was strange it wasn't like a shaking of the body.  It was like I woke with a start but didn't move accompanied by a faint jolt of energy like the kind you get when someone startles you.  Its hard to explain
: Re: My dream Journal
: mu November 18, 2010, 02:04:21 AM
That must have been amazing, flying away from everything else in space.  I think I know what you mean with that landing too; as if you've very suddenly decelerated, having landed in your body, though the body itself remains motionless.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 19, 2010, 01:53:53 PM
That must have been amazing, flying away from everything else in space.  I think I know what you mean with that landing too; as if you've very suddenly decelerated, having landed in your body, though the body itself remains motionless.

It was very cool  8).

[D]
I am sitting in a class room trying to take a test.  I look around and notice that a chalkboard to my left has question numbers with answer letters next to them.  I quickly write them down on my hand before the teacher notices. I lose a little bit of the plot here but I remember some guy to my left saying "they are trying to break the wall between realities, you need to help stop it."  I look around and everything seems to be normal and I just ignore it.  As I'm sitting in the desk I look forward and notice a tunnel start to appear.  It looked like some sort of scenery someone else was driving through.  It got bigger and bigger and as it did my concern grew as well.  I stood up on the desk and told everyone.  "What ever you can imagine is possible!" and proceeded to break a window and run outside. I make it outside and its raining, but not normal rain, it looks like streaks of grey/white pixels falling.  I'm behind the school and in a small clearing with a densely forested area in front.  A door opens up on the side of a building and a horde of what I can only say are "monsters" start spilling out.  They run and hide in the darkness under the trees, I can hardly see them aside from their red eyes.  I yell something along the lines of "Die creatures of darkness!" and a couple come at me.  I thought "there is water everywhere and I can freeze them and shatter them".  I gesture with my hands close together in a downward slicing motion while blowing between my hands.  The monster freezes and I kick it and shatter it.  I did this a couple times and decided to try another element fire.  I held my hands in front of me and created what looked like a sphere of cooling lava, dark on the outside with cracks of orange light all over.  I concentrated my energy into my hands and heated it up.  It got brighter and brighter until it looked like a swirling hot star.  I hurled it at one of the monsters only to have it bounce off of it like a dodge ball... I figured they must be immune to fire so I kept freezing and shattering them.  I don't know if I woke up then or what but I can't remember anything after that.

[D]
I'm driving up a hill in my neighborhood, I look up in the sky and see the moon even though its broad daylight.  The moon had some sort of orange explosion which I thought might be something impacting it.  As I am driving I do a double take  I couldn't seem to find the moon. As I'm looking I think about how the tides are gonna go out of whack without it.  I look at the lake to see if the water is flowing on shore at an odd rate, it didn't seem to be.  I am now walking next to the lake and make my way to a house on the corner of the street.  An old friend from high school drives up and parks.  She gets out smiles and waves, as she goes inside another friend comes walking out of the house on his way to somewhere on foot.  I try to engage him in conversation and he ignores me, looking sort of annoyed.  I ask him whats wrong and he said he doesn't want me around, I ask him why.  He explains that I hung around Jeremy so long they thought some of him might have rubbed off on me.  Thinking about it now I don't know a Jeremy that was a bad person nor did I associate with them.  I felt bad that I wouldn't be able to see them again which made me tear up.  I wake up a little bit later with soggy eyes.  
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 21, 2010, 02:53:07 PM
[F]
I'm in my parents kitchen and I snap my fingers creating a flame above my hand.  It looks like the flame from a lighter and I surmise there must be gas coming from my hand.  I try to show my mom and it doesn't work right away.  Once I show her I find a bookshelf of mine and start to burn it.  It burns really fast for being hard wood.  (I attribute the burning of my book case to me moving out next week.)

[F]
I'm in a bathroom of some university, I use the facilities then grab a nearby mop.  I'm mopping and a thick coat of grime starts to lift from the marble floor.  As I'm mopping I notice there are a couple other people in the room with me.  All of a sudden it isn't a bathroom but some sort of classroom.  The teacher says whoever can think of a magic trick that involves Pi they get extra credit.  I think of a solar eclipse and how it wouldn't work if the moon were too far away because of its circumference.  I lose recollection after that.
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: The Littlest Leaf Dragon November 21, 2010, 03:53:36 PM
[D]
I am sitting in a class room trying to take a test.  I look around and notice that a chalkboard to my left has question numbers with answer letters next to them.  I quickly write them down on my hand before the teacher notices. I lose a little bit of the plot here but I remember some guy to my left saying "they are trying to break the wall between realities, you need to help stop it."  I look around and everything seems to be normal and I just ignore it.  As I'm sitting in the desk I look forward and notice a tunnel start to appear.  It looked like some sort of scenery someone else was driving through.  It got bigger and bigger and as it did my concern grew as well.  I stood up on the desk and told everyone.  "What ever you can imagine is possible!" and proceeded to break a window and run outside. I make it outside and its raining, but not normal rain, it looks like streaks of grey/white pixels falling.  I'm behind the school and in a small clearing with a densely forested area in front.  A door opens up on the side of a building and a horde of what I can only say are "monsters" start spilling out.  They run and hide in the darkness under the trees, I can hardly see them aside from their red eyes.  I yell something along the lines of "Die creatures of darkness!" and a couple come at me.  I thought "there is water everywhere and I can freeze them and shatter them".  I gesture with my hands close together in a downward slicing motion while blowing between my hands.  The monster freezes and I kick it and shatter it.  I did this a couple times and decided to try another element fire.  I held my hands in front of me and created what looked like a sphere of cooling lava, dark on the outside with cracks of orange light all over.  I concentrated my energy into my hands and heated it up.  It got brighter and brighter until it looked like a swirling hot star.  I hurled it at one of the monsters only to have it bounce off of it like a dodge ball... I figured they must be immune to fire so I kept freezing and shattering them.  I don't know if I woke up then or what but I can't remember anything after that.

Wow, that's a pretty cool dream.  It would make an interesting short film or scene out of an anime.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 21, 2010, 04:30:58 PM
Wow, that's a pretty cool dream.  It would make an interesting short film or scene out of an anime.

I blame my anime and scifi habit for those sort of dreams :P.  Thats cool you can see where they are coming from
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 02, 2010, 09:27:30 PM
[F]
I'm in my old room at my parents house and I'm sitting on the futon.  My brother in law comes in and sits down next to me with a look of concern on his face.  He tells me that I'm not where I need to be. As he is speaking I see a stack of graded school papers in his hand, most had failing grades.  I ask "Academically or Intellectually?" I don't remember his reply which would probly be helpful in deciphering this dream.  He tells me he will do everything he can to get me caught up and doing well.  After that he hands me the papers to look at them.  I fan them out looking at all the low marks as an old woman, who I assumed to be his mother came into the room.  She walked over to me with a smile placing a small dish square dish that had what looked like coffee in it on the papers I was holding.  I had to balance it on the papers since it was in a shallow dish.  Then I lose recollection.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 January 06, 2011, 09:04:11 PM
I haven't been having any dreams that I want to wright about to remember later until recently.  I just moved into a new apartment with a friend about a month ago and needless to say its thrown off my dreams.  I had an interesting WILD the other morning induced by the construction outside keeping me awake.  These were from to separate early mornings but was too lazy to write about the first until today.

[L]
I had to pull my bed into my walk in closet the past few mornings to get away from the loud construction outside.  I'm laying on a mattress in my closet trying to fall asleep and start to feel heavy.  I go with it and become lucid and walk through the wall outside.  I had to concentrate and squint to see any detail until the dream really took full form.  I end up outside on the side of a country road with my apartment nowhere in site.  I begin to fly towards a group of houses it looks like an extremely small town with a population of only a couple hundred.  I thought that sounded rather boring and as I'm flying towards the houses I gesture upward with my hand and sky scrapers start to grow behind the houses.  An entire downtown area just sprouts up with the buildings growing taller and other shorter ones popping up all around them.  I fly higher into the air and look down at the city.  It felt really artificial almost like a model city as I got closer to ground level.  The scale of the buildings took a second to process and actually look like skyscrapers.  I walk down the empty downtown street wondering what to do and lose recollection of the dream after that.

[D]
Again I'm laying in my closet trying to ignore everything around me vibrating from the heavy machinery only 30 feet from my wall.  I begin the dream in an area next to a wooden building like a barn or old house.  I am standing there as a white guy dressed as a chinese rice farmer starts speaking to me.  He tells me how the large hill/mountain in the distance is my mind.  The forest canvasing it is everything about me my hopes dreams and fears.  He goes on to tell me that most people who enter don't return at least not as the same person.  They sometimes even end up in alternate universes.  As he said the last sentence everything around me started to distort and jumble together and I woke up with a slight jerk.

A strange thing is, right when I jumped back into my body IRL I heard and felt a pop with a strange flanging "twang" noise.  As my eyes took focus there was also a mass of blue light in the very center of my vision.  It looked like a retina burn that morphed and shifted around fading after a second or two.  I've had this before I wonder what it is.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 January 12, 2011, 10:28:47 AM
I only remember one really strange fragment from last night

[F]
I am walking down a street near my parents house and I being to float. I float about 7-8 feet off the ground and begin swimming in the air.  As I pass by people in their yards they just smile and wave.  I make it to my parents street and begin to just fly rather than swim.  I fly up to the front door and land.  I approach the door and notice 4-5 giant spiders I stumble back as my mom opens the door and tries to greet me with a hug.  I tell her to wait we need to get rid of the spiders first.  She hits one with a broom handle and it lands in the yard.  Its the size of a dinner plate and looks like a cross between a crab and a spider.  I step on it and carry it inside.  For some reason I decided to eat it :/.  The crab/spider bites down on my tongue and I have to pry it off.  It kind of falls apart in my mouth from being stepped on so I'm pulling bits of it out of my mouth.  I notice what looks like the bottom end of a beak like an octopus or squid.  I spit out the top half and show them to my family saying how big the crab/spider had to have been.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 January 22, 2011, 08:41:41 PM
I wish I had time this morning to write about these before I had to get to work but I'll try to piece together what I can.  This was actually a series of dreams that had a similar plot point so I decided to just write it as one.

[D]
I am back at my parents house and I look out the back window.  I see a dark black cloud quickly fill the sky.  It doesn't rain but there is a lot of loud lightning right above our house.  I look out the back door as it strikes the door to the garage.  I run out to inspect it or put out any subsequent fire as the lightning starts booming around me.  I get the feeling that the black cloud isn't just a cloud it is an entity of some sort.  An entity with an aura of implied malice towards me.  As I get to the door to the garage the booming thunder and flashes spook me a little.  I ran into the garage thinking it is trying to strike me.  I slam the door as multiple lightening bolts hit the door over and over setting it on fire.  I try patting it out with a towel then using a fire extinguisher to put it out.

The next thing I can remember is being outside with a woman I didn't recognize running from the black cloud high above.  We run under a tree with the thought that the lightning would hit the tree not us.  It seems to work until a giant icicle about ten feet tall falls through the canopy of the tree piercing the ground.  We both run around erratically trying to dodge the deadly icicles.  The entire time I'm terrified that the black cloud will pursue me to the ends of the earth.  Me and the woman run to a nearby area of bushes and shrubbery ducking into a small dense bush.  The cloud hovers above us all of a sudden I thought of storm troopers maybe because its a storm like cloud  ??? ?  When I did the cloud went berzerk and started throwing lightening everywhere.  I jumped from the bush and started antagonizing the black smoke entity.  I figured I need to defeat it somehow and I yelled at it that Zeus the god of thunder commands it leave.  It stopped all activity and floated motionless.  I thought Zeus let me borrow your bolt to defeat the evil and as I did a ring appeared on my hand that shone a bright yellow light.  I aimed it at the black smoke creature telling it that it is to leave and never come back and if it does I'll just do the same thing again.  It turned from a black cloud into a strangely shaped box with silver trim on the edges and a yellow circuit board pattern on the walls. It drifted away and the environment outside immediately became bright and warm with vivid colors.

I felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders.  I proceeded to walk down the street and met up with some guy I didn't recognize.  I asked him if he had learned to fly he replied no.  I told him its easy, just imagine something under your feet and them move that.  I flew up and forward a few feet and stood back to watch him.  I walked toward the open freeway area at the end of our street.  I told him "lets go find a car".  I walked up to a parked care and grabbed under it and on the side and lifted it up like it was weightless and set it back down. It was like I was teaching someone else about tricks to do in a lucid dream but I wasn't lucid.

There was much more cohesion in the storyline of the whole thing but going a whole day before writing about it made it hard to piece everything together.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Burned up January 24, 2011, 05:57:57 PM
I figured I need to defeat it somehow and I yelled at it that Zeus the god of thunder commands it leave.  It stopped all activity and floated motionless.  I thought Zeus let me borrow you bolt to defeat the evil and as I did a ring appeared on my hand that shone a bright yellow light.  I aimed it at the black smoke creature telling it that it is to leave and never come back and if it does I'll just do the same thing again.  It turned from a black cloud into a strangely shaped box with silver trim on the edges and a yellow circuit board pattern on the walls. It drifted away and the environment outside immediately became bright and warm with vivid colors.

Certainly a useful ally to conjure up there, Max.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 February 16, 2011, 04:21:06 PM
Ok this was a very long very weird dream but I'll try to be as detailed as possible.

I start recollection going into an old electronics store in a mall carrying a playstation 2 controller.  I make my way to  a back room that has a few tvs strewn around; a big screen and a few smaller ones.  I take off a jacket that looks like its one of my dads old ones and cover my legs with it like a blanket.  I plug in the controller and start playing a 2d fighting game.  I'm only playing with one hand though just messing around.  I win a couple rounds and laugh at how easy it is.  As I'm playing a couple people enter the room who look like older versions of some guys I knew from high school. They had a sad kind of worn look on their faces. They sat down on the couch next to me as I stand up and put on my jacket to leave.  While exiting I pass through a turn style and an Indian guy is sitting behind a counter.  I take off some latex gloves I had been wearing and throw them into a garbage can that is full of them.  (I don't know where those came from) The guy behind the counter asks me what I may have left behind.  I tell him "Just a paper bag that has an apple in it".  He nods ok and I keep walking back into the mall.  I'm walking and notice that a guy is pacing right next to me.  He looks at me and comments on my jacket saying that it looks like something from back in the 50's or 60's.  I smile and tell him it was my dads and keep walking.  We walk for a little bit through the mall and I get the sudden urge to jump up to the next level.  I jump up and the glass guard rail on the second level lands right in the arch of my foot I didn't quite make it.  The guy that was walking with me says something along the lines "You can't do that noone could".  I disregard what he said and try again.  This time I clear and look down smiling and tell him its easy.  I jump back down to the ground floor and fall pretty hard but completely without pain.  I burst out laughing and get up glancing at the 50 foot high ceiling.  I think to myself I wonder if I can touch the ceiling.  I crouch down and right before I jump I think in my head "there is no weight" and rocket upwards.  As I touch the ceiling everything goes black and I lose all sense of which way is up or down.  My sense of direction makes everything feel like I'm spinning.  I try and relax and come to at an exit to the mall. As I walk out, still dizzy and struggling to keep my balance I hear echoing laughter all around me.  It was a high pitch childlike laugh but with the vocation of an adult.  Over the laughter the same voice says "that was the most entertaining thing I've ever seen!".  The laughter kept going and going, as I thought "Shut up" it just got louder and more obnoxious.  I screamed in my head as loud as I could "SHUT UP!" and it finally silenced.  I continue walking down a path out of the mall covered by a canopy.  I walk to a sandwich cart and watch the woman slice a sandwich with a strange slicer.  It looked like a large table top paper cutter but with a small moving chain down the middle of the lever.  It kept getting jammed and locking up I stood watching her get frustrated and walk away.  I told her to wait because I hadn't ordered yet.  She snapped back saying "You'll get your damn sandwich, you could probly go without one fatass."  I replied "Fatass?! I only weigh 178 lbs", she turned around and pointed at my chest saying "No THOSE weigh 178 lbs".  I look to my left at my translucent reflection in the glass of the cart.  I looked like I weight almost 400 lbs.  I quickly tried to find a mirror only finding a more reflective pane of glass.  I was huge, I lifted up my shirt and looked at my gut in the reflection that didn't exist when I looked down.  I stumble around what looked like a concessions area for a carnival.  I walk past a group of disheveled carnival workers sitting down for lunch while still wearing half their clown or animal costume.  I look up at the sky and instead of stars there was an opaque dark gray surface with craters with small lights inside.  It felt strange to look up and see that across the whole night sky.  I thought that if I looked at it too long I would realize it is actually real.  I ran to an old man sitting on a park bench.  I tried to point out these obvious fallacies but he only laughed and exclaimed "Let me guess you're not who you are, you're the Max from the 1950s".  I yelled back "Yes-I mean no, I'm not from the 50's but I'm not from here!" He sat there with a grin that said he knew much more than he was letting on.  Then I wake up.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 29, 2011, 09:43:09 PM
[D]
I am sitting in a movie theater with some movie critics that I usually listen to their reviews.  I remember playing with a silver chain necklace.  I took the necklace and balled it up and pressed it in my hands.  The necklace turned into a ball of puddy like metal.  I showed the ball of metal to the guy sitting next to me.  He looked interested and I tried it in reverse, I pulled on two points of the ball of silver and it stretched and morphed back into a different necklace.  He thought it was a cool magic trick and told his friends to watch me do it again.  I did the trick again, when morphing it back from the blob of metal it took more concentration to turn it back into a necklace.  They seemed entertained but turned away.  I started trying other "magic tricks", one of them involved a soda bottle.  I pressed it top first into my palm and it disappeared into my hand.  I could pull it back out if I still had a hold on the bottle but I was afraid of what would happen if I let go.  I lose recollection after that.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 May 18, 2011, 08:09:41 PM
[L]
I WILD into a lucid dream.  I'm still laying in bed and I look at my hands in front of me.  I try creating a ball of energy between my palms.  I succeed a couple times but it only gets to a blue sphere about 3 inches across then fizzles out.  I concentrate and create a blue holographic sphere.  It stabilizes and it I can move it around in front of me.  I pull my hands outward around it making it expand to the size of a beach ball.  I realized I could move it around and manipulate it like a 3d render in a 3d sculpting program.  I movie it around and decide to make a 3d death star replica.  I make the classic equator across the middle and push and pull some rectangular texture on the surface.  I wave my hand in front of it to de-saturate the blue death star to grey.  Satisfied with the results I wanted to show someone but then I lose recollection.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 21, 2013, 04:17:01 PM
I haven't visited this place in a quite some time and really have no excuse as to why.  I still lucid dream and have vivid dreams regularly but haven't done any sort of journal or interpretations.  I'm hoping I can pick this back up again here if not to just have a organized journal again.  I'll try to become active outside of my own journal as well :)

[D]

I begin recollection in my parents house.  A few people are seated at the dinner table eating.  I sit down and as I do there is a man around my age that I don't recognize and he starts talking to me.  I get the vibe that he doesn't exactly care for my company and hes trying to get under my skin.  I can't remember what he was saying but I do remember thinking "I won't let this guy get to me".  I sort of ignore him and just sit at the table.  Eventually for some reason I remember he states he has a knife and hes willing to use it.  I remember stating "well so do I" as we both stand up.  We walk into the living room and hes got a sort of evil smirk on his face.  I don't have any idea why we are in a confrontation but we are.  Then all of a sudden I see him swipe down my arm with a large straight razor as I feel a sting run down my forearm.  A split second after he does that I've already stabbed him in the neck with a pair of scissors.  I'm surprisingly unfazed but as I look down I feel a slight sting as a long cut opens up running down my forearm.  It starts to bleed pretty heavily and I quickly grab a towel and put pressure on it.  Next thing I remember everyone is panicking because of what just happened.  The guy who cut me cursed and ran off bleeding from the neck.  A friend of mine from work is in the living room and I ask him to tie the towel as tightly as he can around my forearm.  I walk back towards my mother who is still sitting at the table with a look of sadness and disappointment about what had just happened.  I look at her and ask her "Am I going to die what do I do?!"  She just starts to cry and nods "Yes".  I think someone had already called an ambulance so I head outside for it to show up.  It does in a few seconds but its not a normal large ambulance just a van with some paramedics inside.  They jump out and my dad hops in the drivers seat and I get in the passenger seat up front as a few other people get in the back.  Next thing I remember we are driving down a highway towards the hospital as we are really close we start to cross a large overpass.  I notice we are driving really fast and there is a sharp turn on the large high bridge.  As I realize we are going too fast the car has already slammed into the retaining wall and I've been thrown out of the car and off the 30 foot high bridge.  I kept traveling forward off the bridge toward a parking garage where I grab hold of the side of it with my non bandaged arm.  I am hanging on maybe the 4th level of the outside of a parking garage and look back at the overpass with the wrecked van still smoking.  I remember looking back and seeing that my father was outside of the van waving and yelling that he was ok and then I lose recollection/dream ends.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Vex April 21, 2013, 06:55:15 PM
Welcome back, Mr. Fisher. Hope to see more of you.
That was some dream. The beginning sounds very much l like a drunken escapade of mine once upon a time.  :chuckle:
Glad you all survived such a disaster riddled dream.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 22, 2013, 12:21:06 PM
Thanks Vex good to be back :)

Last night was riddled with fragments I can only really recall one of them.

[F]
I am walking through a mall with my older sister.  We are heading toward a department store and I think we are going to get me some clothes.  I walk in and my sister is gone.  I make my way to the men's formal clothes.  I am met by a tall black man who worked there and looks eerily similar to a guy who runs a website I frequent but this man has a beard.  Hes speaking with a rather attractive young woman and I wait until he is done speaking with her.  I ask him where the shoes are and that I need something that could be good for interviews and other more formal occasions.  He looks at me with a somewhat blase look on his face and says something, I can't remember what.  The woman he was previously talking to wasn't paying attention and thought he was talking to her so she accidentally jumps into the conversation.  The man sort of rolls his eyes as if shes been getting on his nerves already.  I lose recollection after that.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Vex April 22, 2013, 02:46:16 PM
What a prick that guy was. Especially after you were polite enough to wait until he was done his convo before asking your question. Someone's apparently in the wrong line of work.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 24, 2013, 06:00:33 PM
[F]
I am in a different country I want to say somewhere in Europe.  I'm with a few old friends and a group of people I don't recognize.  We are standing in line waiting to cross some river on a boat.  There is a guy taking money I guess for the fee to ride across. As he takes my money he claims I shouldn't have given him such a large bill and that I won't get all my change back.  His attitude is nonchalant like he does this all the time to screw people out of their money.  I look at him square in the face and tell him "No what you're going to do is give me my change back and I won't report you and you just might keep your job".  He looks at me with a disgruntled look and gives me the appropriate change.  We all cross the river and get to the other side and begin walking up a hill on some stone stairs.  I remember it was very well landscaped and commented "I thought it would look more foreign here but it seems very familiar".  As I am talking to the group we reach the top of the hill and we all kind of gasp with amazement at the huge covered market in front of us.  I can see it in my head but its really hard to describe it was beautiful.  I lose recollection after that.

I had LOTS of fragmented dreams last night and kept waking up over and over.  I need to try to write earlier because after an entire day of work I can only really recall one.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 26, 2013, 11:04:46 PM
Again writing this far too long after the fact but I'll get better about it.

[F]
I was at my parents house and my sisters along with their boyfriends and some family members were milling about.  I am sitting on the couch watching a kid run around playing it turns out she is my niece however I only have a nephew from the same sister IRL.  Shes cute as a button running around playing. I get her attention and give her a wink and a gun shot from my hand.  She exclaims "woooow" and darts off.  I'm kind of just sitting there talking with my older sister when I look down at my feet.  One leg cross over the other I can see that my toe second from last has a huge hole in it.  I pull my foot closer to inspect it and its a dent where my toenail should be that goes almost all the way through my toe.  Its so deep the amount of skin on the other side is so thin light can come through.  I get kinda freaked out and show my older sis.  I hold my foot up in her direction and tell her "I have a hole in my toe!".  She kinda smiles and pokes her finger through the remaining thin skin saying "Boop!".  I'm thinking to myself "damn it now its all the way through!" as I lose recollection.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 28, 2013, 06:57:10 PM
[F]
I only remember bits and pieces of this one dream so I'll leave it as one fragment as its so broken up.  I remember getting a new puppy, it was dark brown and looked like a boxer/chocolate lab mix.  As I am raising the puppy I keep thinking about the dog I had to give up some years back because he got too aggressive to the point of biting me and others badly.  That whole situation still gets to me from time to time because I had raised him from a pup. But back to the puppy, I am very nervous about keeping him and raising him with what had happened in the past.  There were instances I remember where the pup was biting me and I had to try to figure out how to make sure it didn't build that habit and become aggressive.  I don't remember much else but one scene if you will.  I am standing in my parents den looking into the back yard.  My very first dog from  a long time ago is laying in the yard with his legs spread on the lawn it makes me laugh and I turn to point it out to my mom.  When I turn back its not my first dog but my second the one I had given up to the pound.  He was sitting up facing the opposite direction with his head hung low and what looked like some sort of gastric apparatus attacked to his groin.  I immediately felt like crying and lose recollection.

[D]
I am at a gas station filling up the car.  I go inside and ask for $40 on pump whatever and put some munchies on the counter the cashier is actually a woman that works at the bank that my job uses IRL.  As I do I realize I don't need that much moneys worth of gas and need some of that money for some other payments coming up.  It was too late she already swiped my card and it went through.  I asked her if she could reverse it and only put this lower amount toward the gas and take the snacks.  She said she couldn't and there was nothing she could do.  I start to panic because my car cant even take in $40 worth of gas at the moment I'm screwed.  I keep explaining I don't even have room for $40 dollars worth of gas in my cars tank.  She keeps giving me excuses and calls over the manager.  I explain it to him and he eventually works something out.  He said to fill up the car with whatever I can and he will mail me a check with the remaining amount of money.  This sounded ridiculous and I was still fuming when I lose recollection.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Vex April 28, 2013, 10:23:42 PM
Boop.  :chuckle:
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 May 02, 2013, 10:34:14 AM
[F]
I am in an alley talking to some attractive women.  Somehow we get on the topic of marijuana.  I ask one of them if they can get any because my roommate has never tried it and he wants to.  They said yes.

Another fragment of the same dream.  I am running around outside with a group of people.  We are all laughing and just running down this city street at night.  I say "watch this!".  I jump in the air and just keep going and going as if there were no gravity.  I float off and the ground and city just fade away.  Usually stuff like this freaks me out to the point of waking up but I was fine.  I just said "Be right back guys!" and I lose recollection.

[L]
I begin by waking up and looking around my room.  I had been having trouble falling back asleep and check the clock.  It says 5:30 and I think ok enough time to maybe get some sleep.  As I lay back down to fall asleep I notice the clock looks WAY different than my real digital clock it was also on an unfamiliar desk.  The clock was large and had all kind of blue vector shapes on it along with the time.  I realize I am dreaming and promptly get up.  I am in what looks like an alternate universes version of my bedroom at my parents house.  I get out of bed and walk into the hall to go to the kitchen.  I look around and notice a family photo.  I look for my dad since he had died a few years back I always try to meet him in lucids when I can.  I find a picture on the wall with a family but it looks nothing like my family.  Everyone looked totally different but the amount of people was the same 2 parents 3 children 1 boy 2 girls.  When looking at it I had the feeling it was indeed my family but maybe in this alternate universe we all look different.  I decide to go outside to the back yard.  I get outside and it was a dreary overcast damp day with a light fog.  I look around and there are 2 dogs one is running around and the other is tied to the tree.  I immediately go untie the dog so he can run around.  I walk around the side of the house to the front yard.  The neighborhood also looks totally different than the one my parents live in.  I walk into the front yard by a tree and notice a large lizard that looks like a monitor lizard of some kind.  It had a squirrel tail hanging out of its mouth as it climbed the tree.  I look across the street and see a young man.  He yells to me "Why you leave the house?!" in a sort of panicked tone and runs inside a green house across the street. I run over to the green house and let myself in.  The door opened up to a closed patio where him and 2 other people where.  Nobody says anything but I'm still curious why leaving the house would have been such a big deal.  I start talking to a cute blonde girl telling her that I'm not really from this dimension.  She laughs and ask "well where are you from?"  she seemed to think I was on something or just being weird.  I tell her that I'm from an identical planet Earth but in another dimension.  I ask her what this planet is called here.  When I do the silly smile fades from her face to a look of concern.  She says something that I'll just spell phonetically "Blee-oo-uhn" I try repeating it back to her and she laughs at my my mispronunciation.  She repeats back letter by letter "B-L-U-1" right afterward I lose recollection. 

I had another lucid that I will enter in later but I'm writing this when I should be leaving for work.  Ta for now :)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 May 06, 2013, 11:08:29 AM
My recollection has been terrible the last few nights, I've been sleeping much better than usual so I guess its a fair trade ;)

[D]
I am in an apartment complex that is near my parents house.  I am driving around trying to find a parking space when I do I am messing with something in the car and end up pressing the gas instead of the brake.  I end up bumping into a car that when I do moves across the drive and right into another space. I get out and check the other car for damage but it looks fine.  I ride away on a bicycle and when doing so run into an old friend riding his bike.  He appears to be 12-13 years old still and riding a bright range mountain bike.  We kind of chat for a bit I comment on his bike and he says hes going to go swimming and wants me to join.  I take him up on the offer but I don't have a swim suit and he said I could borrow one from him.  We start making out way to his apartment when we run into a security officer for the apartments who says he needs to talk to me.  I figure he either saw me hit the car or something and wants to settle everything.  As we follow him we walk past a group of people crowded around the car that I had hit.  He takes me to a room with a security camera and says he knows I hit the car and he has video of me riding my bike around the complex.  I explain I am always riding around in here and that isn't any evidence of me hitting the car unless it shows that act.  He agrees and lets go.  We make our way to my friends apartment on the third floor.  The apartment complex's architecture seems odd for some reason winding and maze like.  We get to the apartment and when we walk in a fat dog covered in mud rushes in and starts running around we tell him to settle down and he does.  I walk past one guy sleeping on a couch/mattress combo and another guy asleep in a small room.  I lose recollection after that.
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: pj May 06, 2013, 12:19:27 PM
Being well rested is a big key for me when I attempt to get lucid.  Exhaustion destroys my recall. . . and probably more than that.
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: Vex May 06, 2013, 12:59:51 PM
Any thoughts on what Blu1 might mean or think it's just strange DC chatter?
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: Oneironautical1 May 06, 2013, 03:34:08 PM
Being well rested is a big key for me when I attempt to get lucid.  Exhaustion destroys my recall. . . and probably more than that.

I didn't think about that, I must be exhausted and sleeping too deep.

Any thoughts on what Blu1 might mean or think it's just strange DC chatter?

Its odd because I remember the world being almost green in tint and the other I didn't write about felt orange if that makes any sense.  But as for what Blu1 could mean I have no idea.
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: Oneironautical1 May 07, 2013, 12:28:02 PM
[F]
I am walking down a street near my parents house.  I am heading down hill as I notice a blue suburban just like my parents old one coming in the opposite direction.  The suburban rolls through the stop sign ahead of me and is going up the hill on the wrong side of the road.  I think to myself this can't end well hes gonna hit somebody.  As he reaches the top of the hill a yellow volkswagen beetle crests the hill and narrowly misses him.  The suburban gets over the hill and out of site and I hear a loud crash.  I head to the top of the hill and notice the suburban had hit another car at the intersection at the top of the hill.  The man who was driving the suburban was already out and rambling to the crowd of people that was gathering.  He was obviously drunk and trying to say it wasn't his fault.  For some reason I have a beer in my hand when I didn't earlier but it doesn't register that it came out of nowhere.  I walked over and explained I saw him driving on the wrong side of the road and that he is at fault.  As I am explaining what I had seen the man keeps staggering towards me with a drunk grin trying to grab my beer from me.  I just keep explaining what I saw as I back away from him periodically.

[F]
I am sitting on a couch with a girl from my communications class. We are eating a meal and she has a big box of french fries.  She asks me to pass the ketchup and I find what looks like a small chip bag opened but filled with ketchup.  I go to pour some of it out on a plate but the liquids in it had separated and only watery liquid poured out.  She laughs and I shake the ketchup bag trying to mix it back up.
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: Vex May 08, 2013, 11:56:32 PM
Hey! I backed into a guy's car with my truck in dream last night. Wonder if we were dreaming in the same neighborhood.
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: Oneironautical1 May 11, 2013, 08:04:13 PM
Hey! I backed into a guy's car with my truck in dream last night. Wonder if we were dreaming in the same neighborhood.

I'm gonna watch out for you on the ethereal roads lol

I can only really remember a small amount of this fragment from last night as I was too lazy to write it this morning before work.

[F]
I am at a nice house that belongs to a guy I used to know in high school.  I was never really friends with this guy and always thought he was a jerk even though he was friends with some of my friends.  I was there to buy marijuana from him, I haven't smoked the stuff in almost a decade but whatever brain.  He gives me some green veggie looking things trying to pass it off as marijuana.  I look at it and nibble it a bit and it turns out to be steamed broccoli.  I tell him this isn't marijuana its broccoli.  He snatches it back and I lose recollection of anything else.
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: Oneironautical1 May 13, 2013, 11:48:04 AM
[F]
All I remember is an almost movie like fragment it even seemed edited like a television show trailer.  It centered around a man who was travelling in time or between dimensions.  The scientist was played by the actor John Noble who most remember as Dr. Walter Bishop from "Fringe".  He was travelling through time/dimensions but while he does its taking its toll on his body.  I remember someone saying that for some reason it destroys his skin the more he does it.  The scientist is so obsessed with still jumping through time he ends up destroying his body and making some creepy looking artificial skin.

[L/F]
I am standing in the street of an urban area with lots of tall old buildings.  I look down the street and see two stealth helicopters flying only a couple feet off the ground winding around a corner.  I assumed they were going toward something dangerous.  I decided to follow them and see if I could help.  I jump into a car and start heading in their direction and for some reason figure it would be faster if the car could fly and I didn't have to stay on the streets.  The car starts to lurch upward like a slow moving blimp.  I decide its going far to slow and I should just fly there myself.  As I jump out of the car mid flight I realize I'm dreaming.  I start flying in the direction the helicopters had went at a much faster pace.  I end up getting blocked by a couple buildings that are about twelve stories tall.  I realize when I fly too high I tend to wake up out of fear of falling.  I fly up to the fourth or fifth floor of an abandoned building.  I grab onto the side and slowly fly up but also stabilize myself on the building.  I remember holding on and the concrete of the building was really rough wet and cold.  I make my way to the top of the building and stand up to look around.  I'm in a large city but a rather run down part of it with old buildings and empty lots.  Last thing I remember is looking down off the building at a faded painting on a wet cement wall.  It was of some white ducks with their reflections just below them in water.
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: Shellidfl May 13, 2013, 12:52:00 PM
[F]
All I remember is an almost movie like fragment it even seemed edited like a television show trailer.  It centered around a man who was travelling in time or between dimensions.  The scientist was played by the actor John Noble who most remember as Dr. Walter Bishop from "Fringe".  He was travelling through time/dimensions but while he does its taking its toll on his body.  I remember someone saying that for some reason it destroys his skin the more he does it.  The scientist is so obsessed with still jumping through time he ends up destroying his body and making some creepy looking artificial skin.


He also plays Boramir and Faramir's crazy father in the Lord of the Rings movies - can't recall his name...
Hey, VK, what was his name? :P
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: Vex May 14, 2013, 11:44:53 AM
Denathor! I was just reading about him the other night. He wasn't crazy. He just knew what was up. Didn't go nuts till the threat of losing his second son, but who wouldn't go crazy then? (me in defense of crazy folk again... )
 ::)
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: Oneironautical1 May 20, 2013, 10:55:57 AM
[D]
I'm wearing headphones and strapping roller blades onto my feet.  For some reason they were going on over my normal shoes which was odd but I didn't realize it at the time.  I can't remember what I was listening to but they mentioned a women's name I could remember it until now of course..  I start to skate off down a street and realize there is a paved trail along a river just in the other direction.  I head towards the trail and see a locker room and head inside.  I had a set of keys somehow that lock and unlock multiple doors.  I go into the men's locker room and start to take off my roller blades.  I start opening a few lockers with the keys I had at the same time a large group of guys entered the locker room.  None of them seemed to notice or care that I was going through the lockers.  I did however bump into one guy and he started yelling at me and swung at me.  I fought back and started pummeling him and he was quickly out of the picture.  People had gathered around and another guy who was a guy I remember from high school started getting in my face wanting to fight.  I remember punching him and then we were both wildly punching each other.  I don't remember anything after that.

There was one other fragment that I meant to write about but I made the mistake of eating breakfast before writing this and COMPLETELY forgot it all..
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: pj May 20, 2013, 12:55:54 PM
Isn't it amazing how they escape like that?  A lot of times I'll wake up and even the notes I took earlier in the night mean nothing anymore.
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: Oneironautical1 May 28, 2013, 11:08:06 AM
[F]
I'm following my manager into a house which seems to be hers.  I walk past a small pool right in front of the entrance and when I get inside there is another pool shaped like the state of Texas.

I had tons of crazy fragmented dreams last night but can only really remember that small instance and a few other settings.  My recollection the past week or two has been horrible.
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: Oneironautical1 June 02, 2013, 07:02:22 PM
[F]
I am driving through my old childhood neighborhood with some old friends.  When asked where we are going I tell them someone has been "broadcasting" that they are looking for an opponent for a game of chess.  I remember being excited to get to meet the mystery chess challenger.

[F]
I am standing in my old street by my parents house and I was using an Ipad as a propulsion device.  I would be hovering above the street and face it out in front of me and will it to push me in the opposite direction.  An old friend appears and I show him how it works and I have him hold onto the Ipad while I try to push off with it harder.
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: Oneironautical1 June 11, 2013, 08:51:55 PM
There was much more to these than what I can remember now I need to stop being lazy and write when I wake up.

Night of 6/9/13
[F]
I am in an apartment, its much nicer than the one I live in now, its well lit and tidy with minimalist decor.  I look out the window across a walkway at another apartment's window.  I am on what looks like the third floor.  For some reason I fly out the window of the current apartment into the one across the walkway.  I look around once in the other apartment and there's no furniture except for a dresser and a wooden crate with an old rotary phone sitting on it.  It starts ringing and I answer I don't remember the conversation but I do remember sort of seeing the person I was talking to in third person. The person was a male in a phone booth adjacent to a parking lot wearing a brown trench coat holding a briefcase.  I lose most recollection since it was yesterday morning that I had the dream.  I do remember explaining to someone in a comical tone that I have the second apartment because "one apartment is for my 'stuff' and the other apartment is for my 'extra stuff'".

Night of 6/10/13
[F]
I am in department store in a shopping mall.  For some reason I look down at my hands and start to concentrate energy into them.  I can do this lucid as well and when I do it can sometimes hurt. The feeling in my hands is similar to spinning your arm at your side REALLY fast and force the blood to your hand.  As I concentrate, electricity starts to arch between my hands until they are totally engulfed in a blue glow with a sparking blue orb in the middle.  I stop and it quickly fades, I remember flying away in the store and waking up.  When I wake up I am laying in bed on my side and try to move energy into my hands, it doesn't work as well as before *sigh*.
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: Vex June 12, 2013, 03:29:37 PM
One apartment for stuff and one for extra stuff? That's a great idea. I could live in one apartment, minimalist like in your dream and have all my other crap in the other apartment. Wish I could afford to do that.
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: Oneironautical1 June 18, 2013, 06:27:50 PM
[L]
I begin recollection at my parents house.  I am sitting on a couch in their den along with two people.  One of the people who goes by "Cyrus" is a guy who hosts pod casts that I listen to on another website.  The other person there is a co-worker of mine who I'll refer to as Austin.  I kept having these moments where I was there on the couch with them with the sun shining outside and others where I was outside the house in the street at night.  When on the couch  Cyrus was reading from some leather bound book giving us instructions which we would try to carry out when we flashed to the street at night.  The last time I was on the couch Cyrus told me that we had to "go in" with intense emotion and that I need to help Austin with his training.  I flash to the street with me and Austin standing there.  I come off my feet floating and start to fly towards the large open area of the highway which is a frequent lucid setting of mine.  I tell Austin to follow me and try to fly, he floats up awkwardly bobbing along towards the highway.

The highway is a large open area about as wide as a football field, two lanes on each side with a large median in the middle.  On one side is my parents residential neighborhood and the other side is another neighborhood with a few shops along the highway just like IRL.  Its nighttime and there are no cars or people in any direction.  We make our way out into the highway and I tell Austin to try to fly higher. I demonstrate and push my arms down on my sides like the flap of a wing and shoot up another 15 feet.  He does it and smiles, he looks like hes having fun.  I fly over to the car wash that is right along the highway.  I land and walk over to a row of newspaper dispensers next to a payphone.  I walk up to the payphone and decide to "liberate" some of the coins from it.  I reach out to the square metal change cup that is locked into the phone.  My fingers push right through the surrounding phone housing and I easily extract the change cup full of quarters.  I toss all the change from the cup behind my head into the hood of the sweater I am wearing.  Austin comes over and we start emptying the newspaper dispensers as well.  Last thing I remember is tearing open one of the newspaper machines, the thin metal on it tore and peeled like thick paper.  It was quite interesting I felt like a delinquent super man lol

I had lots of vivid fragments that I can't recall.  It was warm in my room so I kept waking up and falling back asleep.
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: Oneironautical1 June 19, 2013, 11:13:11 AM
[F]
I am in a large convention center filled with kiosks and people.  For some reason I know there is about to be a foot race of some sort inside the huge place.  The strange thing about the race aside that it is indoors is that there is a puzzle that you have to put together as you go.  On the floor there is some sort of wide multicolored path that is partially put together with pieces missing.  When the race starts I panic thinking I could run the race just fine but putting the puzzle together on the floor will ruin my time.  I remember fumbling with the large pieces of the puzzle that don't have any distinguishing marks of where they go on the puzzle pathway.

[F]
I am at my parents house and I think a house party had just wrapped up.  I am walking towards the front door in the living room and a friend of mine points to some vomit on the floor in front of the door.  I tell him it wasn't me it must have been someone else.

The race fragment was definitely influenced by my run yesterday when I made a new personal best on my daily run.
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: Vex June 19, 2013, 12:35:38 PM
I find the race/puzzle thing an interesting challenge. Was there some puzzle in the back of your mind as you were running yesterday?
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: Oneironautical1 June 30, 2013, 09:09:46 PM
I find the race/puzzle thing an interesting challenge. Was there some puzzle in the back of your mind as you were running yesterday?

Nah nothing I can recall.  I just remember being proud of my run and the theme just leaked into the dream I guess.

[F]
I am outside by a river in what seems to be either the run down industrial side of a large city or its post apocalyptic.  I am walking by the river side and I see what looks like a large piranha occasionally surface and dive down.  I grab a stick and try to get it to bite it by lightly dragging it across the surface of the water.  I planned on flicking it out of the water when it bit the stick.  He didn't bite it.  Later on in the same setting with some missing time I am digging through what seems to be a persons bedroom.  The building must have been destroyed somehow the walls were gone and it was open to the elements.  I start rummaging through random belongings and found what I thought were DVDRW discs.  They didn't look like a typical DVDRW though, they were a redish maroon plastic and completely transparent.  I thought they looked cool and I needed some to put a TV series on so I gathered them up and put them in a bag I had.

[F]
I am at a large Walmart like big-box store.  I had already gathered up all the groceries I needed but there was something they didn't have.  I end up driving from Texas to Minnesota to get what I needed at the store there.  I also remember some guy starting a fight with me while waiting in line at the registers.  When the guy attacked I yelled, "I'm being assaulted! I'm being assaulted!". I assumed someone who worked there or security would step in and I wouldn't have to fight the guy.  Nobody around did anything but stare.
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: Oneironautical1 July 04, 2013, 08:28:14 PM
This one fragment is the only one I can remember this evening it was particularly funny so I thought I had to make sure to record it.

[F]
I am at my parents house using their computer.  I am trying to optimize it and help my mom check her email.  When I opened an attachment in one of the emails the computer froze.  The screen immediately goes blue at the same time a happy go lucky tune started playing.  I can't remember the exact lyrics but they were something like "There's nothing you can do".  After the computer seized up pornography that I knew was of my own "collection" started to show up on the screen.  I rushed to cover the monitor and shut down the computer.  I don't remember anything else.
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: Shellidfl July 04, 2013, 09:33:36 PM
[F]
I am at a large Walmart like big-box store.  I had already gathered up all the groceries I needed but there was something they didn't have.  I end up driving from Texas to Minnesota to get what I needed at the store there.  I also remember some guy starting a fight with me while waiting in line at the registers.  When the guy attacked I yelled, "I'm being assaulted! I'm being assaulted!". I assumed someone who worked there or security would step in and I wouldn't have to fight the guy.  Nobody around did anything but stare.

That must have been something VERY important for such a drive to a Walmart-like store!  But you didn't even get to buy it! :sad1:
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: Vex July 07, 2013, 09:11:12 PM
 :o  Your collection popping up on your mom's computer? What a nightmare.
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: Oneironautical1 July 08, 2013, 11:33:10 AM
:o  Your collection popping up on your mom's computer? What a nightmare.

No joke, it just made me laugh when I woke up though.

[F]
I am in my parents backyard and I come across a dead bird on a box by the fence.  It was missing its head and along the top of the body it was hollowed out.  The inside of it was smooth and white like it was made from a gourde.

[F]
I am hiking through was looks like a rocky desert area like death valley or the grand canyon.  I am with my mom, aunt, cousin and grandfather.  We start to climb a very steep plateau that had very small makeshift tent at the top.  I remember the incline being covered in loose redish brown sand.  Everyone climbed into the tent before me and my cousin needed help up the last step so I boosted him up.  I manage to claw my way up into the small hut.  It was made from branches and animal hide sort of like a native american tepee but more dome like.  The hut was only about five feet high on the inside and maybe 6 feet deep.  We were all crammed in against each other along with a native american man who I thought was a shaman.  As we shifted to try to get comfortable the hut creaked and groaned like it was about to fall apart.  I thought it was dangerous since it was perched atop such a high rock formation.  I can't remember why we were there but I ended up getting out of the hut because I was afraid it was going to fall apart and dump us all off the cliff.
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: Oneironautical1 July 09, 2013, 10:42:40 AM
Had my first lucid in quite some time it was nice.  It was part of a long vivid dream that is pretty fragmented now so I'll just post what I can remember of it all.

[D]
First thing I can remember is being indoors at a shopping mall.  I am at some table with a group of other people who are all paying attention to a guy at the head.  He is demonstrating some sort of translucent gel like substance, throwing it against the wall, stretching it and handing pieces of it out to the other people watching.  I remember getting a piece of it and trying to stretch it and it broke into large chunks like jello. 

After that there was some small fragment about having magazines with me at the same table with the group of people.  Someone accused me of stealing them and I told them the guy at the stand near us let me have them.  I ended up taking the magazines back to appease the accuser.

The next fragment I am at a large open area in the mall.  There is a little girl dancing around and singing.  I start dancing really show offy like Micheal Jackson this should have been a reality check because I can't dance to save my life.  She finds it amusing and shows me a few more of her moves.  She asked me for pointers and I tried to explain that the basic beat of the song isn't the only rhythm to it. There was some song playing in the background not sure from where.  I started tapping my foot along with it but not to the main beat but what felt like an elaborated version of it, if that makes any sense.  I also remember some instance of me singing, again I couldn't carry a tune with a bucket so that should have been a great reality check.

The lucid fragment is the last I can remember I am still at the same shopping mall.  Like most indoor shopping malls like it has an open tiered interior. I run and jump right off the second floor over a large decorative display that looked like a parade float down toward the first floor.  Before I hit the ground I don't know why but time slowed and I started thinking, "It might hurt when I hit the ground but then again why do I have to hit the ground?".  I am about 3 feet from landing on the first floor and I shoot forward crashing through the display and towards a door.  I realize I am dreaming at this point and fly through the glass door fists first.  I end up outside in a large parking lot.  I notice that the wind resistance is really pushing back at me hard.  I stick my fists out in front of me super man style and fly forward as fast as I can.  Everything is whizzing past me as if I am going really fast but the scenery in front of me isn't closing in like I am not really going that fast.  I try different formations with my hands like a diving stance with my hands parallel to cut through the air.  It works to lower the wind resistance but I find out I can't see where I am going very well.  I switch to one fist out front to break the wind I also notice I can go faster.  I equate this to being able to see my surroundings better.  This flight was a little different than most for me. Usually I feel like I am propelling myself through the environment but this time it felt like I was moving the environment around me.  I lose recollection here.
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: Vex July 09, 2013, 12:03:21 PM
lol, I sang and danced with some kids in a recent dream too and should have known I was dreaming because I can barely carry a tune and though I like dancing, I'm not very elegant at it.

I tried a thing a couple years ago called earth walking. There was another name for it but I can't recall atm. Anyway, the basis of it is you feel the earth moving under you, sort of like you're walking in one spot on a giant ball, instead of you moving across the earth (if that makes sense, I can't remember how the guy phrased it). He showed us how to alter our perception to get the feeling and when I finally felt the 'swtich' I stumbled because it felt like something unhinged in my mind and went unbalanced for a split second. I quickly recovered could see and imagine the world moving under my feet instead of me moving over the world. It was an interesting experience, I felt lighter and freer and felt I could walk forever because I wasn't really putting out much effort to move, it was the environment moving under and past me. 

It's interesting you achieved this in a lucid dream. I'd intended to try it while lucid but forgot about it. Strange though that you were not getting any closer to any destination. Great dream. Thanks for reminding me of a forgotten lucid goal.
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: Oneironautical1 July 11, 2013, 07:38:46 PM
[F]
I am riding in a car with a group of people I can't recall who.  I kept trying to do an impression of Morgan Freeman Saying "I'm Morgan Freeman, Morgan Freeman" over and over trying to get it just right.  I got it eventually and laughed then quickly lost it.

[F]
There was a really vivid fragment that I lost most of about stopping some person who had committed a crime.  I had pulled a gun on him holding it to his head telling him "Move one goddamn millimeter and I'll blow your fucking head off!" while whoever I was with handcuffed him.
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: Oneironautical1 July 14, 2013, 10:36:31 PM
About to go to sleep tonight and only thing I can remember about last night was one fragment about bed bugs. 

[F]
I woke up in the dream covered in bites and checked them in the mirror.  I was mostly upset because if our apartment had bedbugs that meant we had to pay to have the whole building treated for them.

This fragment was a direct result of looking up bed bug stuff because we found a nice used couch next to the dumpster yesterday. 
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: Oneironautical1 July 15, 2013, 12:41:33 PM
[F]
I am on some game show in front of some cameras and the host asked me a question.  "How many people in the world have a regular job that pays well." My answer was "2 billion at the most".  There was a loud buzzer indicating I got the answer wrong.  The host claimed that I was wrong and that it was around 8 billion.  I got pissed stating that there isn't even that many people on earth.  He still insisted I was wrong and I stormed off the set pissed that it was rigged.

[F]
I'm outside and some guy keeps hassling me for some reason.  He is following me trying to get under my skin.  I finally turn around and gathering energy between my hands and shoot an explosive ball of energy at him.  It stuns him but he keeps coming.  I put my hand out and pull him into the air with telekinesis and slam him into the ground a couple times.  He still gets up and charges at me.  I grab him and throw him a few hundred feet in the air.  He hits the pavement with a loud smack in a contorted mass of broken bones, he doesn't get back up. 
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: Oneironautical1 July 16, 2013, 10:36:31 AM
[F]
I'm at my parents house on the front porch.  The porch had some sort of thin metal cage surrounding it now.  I was helping my mom getting it to close properly.  I felt there was some sort of inhuman threat they were meant to keep out. I say an inhuman threat just because of the feeling I had, it's hard to explain.

[F]
I'm driving through a big city during the winter with snow covering the buildings and sidewalks.  I make my way to a picnic area surrounded by buildings and sit down at a bench.  There was a small red snow covered building behind the picnic area the whole scene was quite picturesque.  I take out a camera and start taking some pictures and I hear a familiar classical song start playing.  A man near me is talking to a group of people and asks if anyone knows what song it is.  I knew what song it was at the time but I can't remember any of it now.  I tell him the name of the song and he turns to me and says, "correct but what is the song about?".  I had no idea so I just smiled and said I didn't know.
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: Oneironautical1 July 17, 2013, 09:36:15 PM
[F]
I am in a office building having sex with some women there are other people just in the other room.  Somehow I knew that they were aware of what was going on but didn't care.  The woman was older than me and pretty attractive.  Instead of a condom I'm wearing what feels like a large zip-lock bag tied tight at the base of my crank.  I remember thinking "I'm never going to climax with this damn thing."  I try speeding up my rhythm trying to get more feeling down there but nothing.

[F]
I'm at a grocery store, I pass a girl coming the opposite way, she smiles and I smile back.  I make my way to the frozen foods and pass a couple that appear to be looking for someone.  I ask "Looking for someone?"  they answer "Yes".  I ask "Cute black chick almost my height?".  They grin, look at each other and don't answer back.
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: Oneironautical1 July 18, 2013, 12:08:50 PM
[F]
I am at my parents house in their garage.  I have a small glass pipe with a small amount of marijuana already burned in the bowl.  I try smoking the left overs but it doesn't really yield any good amount of smoke.  My old dog Dozer walks up as I sit down and I pet him on the head.  I get back up and head inside to my room.  It all looks the way it did when I was 17 or so, all the same furniture and my dog is still there.  None of this registers as abnormal though.  I get to my room thinking "I wish I had more pot".  I look down and there is a small white box filled with marijuana.  I take some and break it up into the glass pipe.  I take a few good hits when my currently deceased father knocks on the door and says he can smell it.  I just hold my breath and he goes away.  Having held my breath makes the weed kick in big time.  I actually felt a body high and my eyes felt heavy and dry.  I keep taking a couple more puffs and as I do I breathe the smoke under the door into the living room.  I don't know why but I thought it would help with the smell in my room.  I look around my dark room only lit by the light of the television there is some anime playing that I don't recognize.  I go to light the bowl again when I realize I'm already pretty high after only a few good hits.  I assume its because I haven't smoked in so long so I decide to let that be enough for now.  I can't remember much else but this was a fragment of a really vivid dream that the majority of I just can't remember.

[F]
I'm at my parents house and a helicopter lands in the neighbors back yard.  Its some sort of government agency like FBI or something that have to use their house for some reason.  There was more to this fragment but I can't remember.
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: Oneironautical1 July 19, 2013, 09:26:01 AM
Last night was a veritable whirlwind of very vivid dreams.  I can't remember most of it right now only 20 minutes after getting out of bed. 

I do remember a non lucid flight though, it was my highest flight yet I think.  I had crouched down and shot up into the air.  I could see everything around me gradually getting smaller and smaller as I climbed in altitude.  I remember thinking to myself not to get scared of the height or I would fall.  I made it into the clouds and when I did I took off horizontally.  I flew really fast through mostly clouds until I decided to land.  When landing I was falling down but wasn't afraid but the entire time toward the ground I was surrounded by thick clouds so I couldn't see the ground.  I just remember landing on a paved street with my feet leaving two long grooves dug into it.

That flight was fun seeing as any time I get too high I get scared or I just can't seem to get very high to begin with.
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: Oneironautical1 July 20, 2013, 09:16:20 PM
Lots of vivid fragments again last night.

[F]
I remember something about the ground opening up and stallowing some people.  I am watching in third person as someone's loved one is clinging onto the side of the bottomless pit.  They fall in and the survivors scream and cry.  This makes me cry as well.  I wake up eyes drenched in tears.

[F]
I am walking around a Home Depot but the ceilings are not the usual 30 foot high.  They are only just a foot or so above my head and the isles are cluttered and close together.  I notice every other employee  that I pass is someone I went to high school with.  This puzzles me why everyone is working here but doesn't trigger a reality check.
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: Oneironautical1 July 22, 2013, 03:19:11 PM
This first fragment was from the night before last night.

[F]
All I remember is being in my parents back yard and my first dog Jersey being there.  He had ran away when I was younger, somehow had gotten out of the backyard and went exploring but never came back.  He was old with grey hair here and there and a little fat.  When I saw him I started crying and petting him telling him "You did end up on someone else's couch didn't you?".  I was happy to see him and to know that he did end up OK after he had ran away.  Woke up with wet eyes again.

This was all I can remember from last night.

[D]
I am outside at what looks like a camp ground.  There are tons of pine trees all over and paved roads winding here and there.  It looks very similar to a camp ground that my family has our reunion at every year.  For some reason I decide to go for a run.  I start running along the dirt road off the pavement on the grass.  There are people grouped here and there with tents and cars.  As I'm running along a friend I haven't seen in years runs up along side me.  He jogs next to me for a bit and then picks up speed.  He looks back like he wants to race so I run faster to catch up.  I can keep up with him but it feels like I am really having to push to keep up.  We are running much faster than I possibly could IRL.  We weave along he winding road through the camp ground.  As I am running I remember I'm also digging into the ground with my hands to help push me along.  Its almost as if I'm running on all fours but I'm not.  I can barely keep up with him and it looks like hes not really trying that hard.  He speeds up and starts to lose me I try to speed up but can't round the sharp winding corners without fear of wiping out.  I then realize I can lean into the turns and grab the inside edge of the pavement of the road and use it like a fulcrum to round the corners without falling.  Once I figure this out I catch up to him and eventually passing him leaving him in the dust.  I am running at what seems like 40 mph or so grabbing the inside of the turn and shooting around the corners.  I realize I've been running a really long time and I'm not getting tired this makes it click that I am dreaming.  I lose recollection after that.
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: Shellidfl July 22, 2013, 04:15:11 PM
Awww.  Nice story and dream about your dog, Max.
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: Oneironautical1 July 23, 2013, 03:02:20 PM
Thanks Shell :)

[F]
I am at a nice apartment, much nicer than my current place.  My roommate had come to my room to tell me something.  I am standing in the doorway when he suddenly gets a surprised look and grabs his mouth like hes going to vomit.  He turns and bolts down the hallway to the bathroom to try to make it to the toilet.  I walk into the hallway just in time to see him puke a little just outside the bathroom.  I also feel sick but not because of seeing him vomit it felt like I ate something bad.

[F]
I am in the same apartment I believe but in a lavishly decorated living room.  An entire wall is made of windows covered with elaborate red drapery.  I am laying down on a couch and there is a group of people I don't recognize seated around the room.  I have something in my hand, I think its a crystal.  I hold it to my chest and start to chant something like "joyful bliss, joyful bliss.".  As I do I could feel an energy at the center of my chest expand and vibrate.  I assumed it was my heart chakra being activated.  I later move my hand with the crystal to my stomach just below my bellybutton over my navel chakra.  I feel it open and expand and lose recollection after that.

On a side note about the second fragment. Yesterday I had charged my large amethyst chunk in the sun.  I keep it on my headboard to hopefully promote energy flow through the crown chakra.  I Wonder if this is a sign I need to concentrate on other said chakra in the dream.
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: Shellidfl July 23, 2013, 04:21:11 PM
Possibly, Max.  Go with what you "gut" says (not that chakra LOL!)
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: Oneironautical1 July 24, 2013, 11:18:34 AM
[F]
All I remember is a view from below of one of my fav online fitness gurus as he contorted his arms and legs to appear like a dwarf.  He waddled along with some weird music going it was super creepy.

[D]
I am riding on a bus down my parents street.  It had snowed recently outside and people are walking down the street playing in the snow.  I look out the window of the bus and notice a group of women 2 of which (S and J) I knew and hadn't seen in years.  It was strange to see them there since they live out of town.  I tried waving but they didn't see me.  I ran up to the door of the bus to get off to hopefully catch up with them.  I open the door and realize the bus is still moving I find and press next stop thing.  I'm standing next to the bus driver and she says she can't pull over until a mile or so up the road.  I tell her just to let me off real quick right around the corner.  She does and I get off and start heading back around the corner toward S and J.  I didn't see them anywhere but I still had their phone numbers in my phone.  I'm walking down the snow and ice covered street and I can't seem to get my phone to work right.  I try to find their numbers to call them or text them. Snow kept getting on the touch screen making it impossible to navigate the menus.  As I make it further down the street my phone is gone and I have an ipad. I try using the ipad to message them but its having the same problem as the phone.  I'm starting to get incredibly frustrated and decide to head back to my parents house to get out of the elements.  As I head back the wind and snow starts to pick up.  The ipad had actually gotten bigger and flatter.  It was about the size of a cafeteria lunch tray but it was flat and floppy like a piece of laminated paper.  I start to jog back to my parents house. The wind blows and bends the floppy ipad and I'm afraid it will break it.  Last I remember I am trying to keep the floppy ipad as flat as possible while getting inside as fast as possible.
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: Deuce_Nukem July 24, 2013, 08:37:37 PM
An example of how ridiculous phones and tablets are getting these days? I remember hearing somewhere that the future of LCD technology involves foldable, rollable LCD screens.. Seems that your SC was being a bit spiteful, ignoring the only things you actually wanted.. that, or it was telling you that if you miss your one chance just because of some risk, you'll never get another one.
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: Oneironautical1 July 25, 2013, 12:25:19 PM
Seems that your SC was being a bit spiteful, ignoring the only things you actually wanted.. that, or it was telling you that if you miss your one chance just because of some risk, you'll never get another one.

That's interesting I didn't think about it like that.  Next time the bus is still moving I'll tuck and roll!

Not much recollection last night only a couple small fragments.

[F]
I remember some guy describing the state of almost being asleep when you get flashes of images and start to drift off and calling it "Flipping".  Also a women saying that standing near the sea and inhaling the sea air helps with fatigue and will wake you up if you feel tired.

[F]
There is a dead rottweiler laying on its side on a sidewalk, everyone around is just ignoring it.  I remember seeing an Indian man with the same dog strapped on the back of a bicycle like he had dumped the body and fled.  I tried telling people about it but nobody seemed to care one way or another.
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: Deuce_Nukem July 25, 2013, 11:21:24 PM
Haha, just make sure you're dreaming first. I don't want to see a viral youtube video about some guy diving out of a bus and getting a concussion.. telling the cameraman he thought he was dreaming XD

F1: I think I agree with the woman.. Standing on the beach at sunset or sunrise and just breathing does seem to make fatigue melt away. So do motorcycles. You should get one!

F2: Poor rotty.. Metaphor maybe? Fierce and loyal spirit of the people around you simply lying dead on the sidewalk.. everybody too busy to notice or care.
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: Oneironautical1 July 29, 2013, 01:26:17 PM
Recall the past few days has been crap.

Last night:

[F]
I am in a room I didn't recognize but I knew was mine.  I am gathering up body parts of someone that was recently murdered.  I had tried to dissolve the body in acid but it didn't work so well.  I was loading the soggy body parts into some trash bags.  The bags started leaking.. fluids.. so I tried doubling them up and it seemed to hold it all in.

[F]
I am in a house in a living room with walls that are nothing but giant windows.  I am sitting in a chair surfing porn with my hand down my pants.  I look around realizing the entire room is nothing but windows but there's nobody around.  I look up and there is a small window at floor level of a room up above the one I'm in.  My little sister is in the small upper room sitting on her bed using a laptop.  I push open the window into that room and rudely her asking her what shes doing up there.  She doesn't answer just scoffs and turns away.
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: Shellidfl July 30, 2013, 12:32:36 PM
Watching Breaking Bad as well, Ma.... er... One1?
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: Vex July 30, 2013, 01:39:51 PM
Would you classify the windows & porn dream a nightmare? It didn't sound to terribly disturbing but I still wondered if it was a nightmare.
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: Oneironautical1 July 30, 2013, 05:34:02 PM
Watching Breaking Bad as well, Ma.... er... One1?

Yep I had just watched the Mythbusters Breaking Bad episode that day, it was definitely the source of that.  Breaking Bad is such a phenomenal show.

Would you classify the windows & porn dream a nightmare? It didn't sound to terribly disturbing but I still wondered if it was a nightmare.

Not so much It definitely weirded me out that my sis was around.  I didn't get any overwhelming nightmare vibes though.
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: Shellidfl July 30, 2013, 06:04:51 PM
Arghh.  I bet that was an awesome episode - would a body really get essentially disintegrated in that stuff they put in the barrels/tub? 

I heard an interview last year - they hired a chemist to help out with the reality of their chemistry.
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: Oneironautical1 July 30, 2013, 06:52:42 PM
Arghh.  I bet that was an awesome episode - would a body really get essentially disintegrated in that stuff they put in the barrels/tub? 

I heard an interview last year - they hired a chemist to help out with the reality of their chemistry.

Well the acid they used in the show unfortunately didn't really do much dissolving of the pig they had soaking in it.  They did however get a special mixture that they didn't reveal the makeup of that basically turned the pig into a carbon, sulfur and acid mush.  I had never seen a chemical reaction so gnarly.
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: Oneironautical1 July 31, 2013, 11:48:37 AM
[F]
I start recollection on a street that looks like one that is near my house but some of the buildings are different.  I am standing on the side of the road when I see a UFO fly over head completely silent.  It was small white and flat with a rounded triangular shape and a light coming from each corner.  It flew overhead maybe only 200-300 feet up in the air.  I pointed at it gape jawed as if anyone was paying attention.  It turns around about half a mile away and makes another fly by.  I start waving at it with both hands trying to get its attention.  It keeps passing and turning and passing again but doesn't stop to pick me up.

I had a couple other fragments including an old friend wanting to smoke pot. The other where a friend of mine forgot his photo ID and couldn't buy the beer he wanted.  He wanted me to buy it for him and when I went o grab it I felt like I was buying it for myself. IRL I had quit drinking a few months ago after some serious alcoholism.  I felt guilty and put it back in the cooler thinking "What hell am I doing?!".
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: Shellidfl July 31, 2013, 01:29:12 PM
UFO - I would SOOOO do that IWL!  Come and take me away! :yahoo:
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: Oneironautical1 August 05, 2013, 12:01:37 PM
Recall the past few days has been terrible.  I have been sleeping well I guess a little too well.  Have one fragment I can remember from last night and that's it.

[F]
I am at my elementary school's soccer field next to the tennis court.  I am standing with a group of people and Steve Buscemi at the head of the group talking.  I think he must have been a coach of some kind he had a football and was explaining something to the group.  He threw the football at the fence surrounding the tennis court.  It went right into a hole in the shrubbery like he was aiming for it.  I commented "Now that's how you throw a bullet".  After that I remember throwing a football running to get it and throwing it again.  I did this over and over trying to perfect my form.
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: Oneironautical1 August 06, 2013, 10:00:43 AM
[D]
I am at what looks like a department store at a mall.  There is a large booth where people are signing up for the military.  All it entailed was grabbing a piece of paper that had a check list with "Army, Navy, Marines, Airforce" and others listed.  I took one of the checklists and checked "Army" and realized I would rather go with the Navy.  I was worried that I couldn't get another piece of paper and sneakily threw the other away and got a new one.  I checked "Navy" and gave it to the person running the booth.  Afterward I was wondering around the crowd of people near the booth.  I ran into an old friend that was wearing a retail work uniform that matched the one I wear at work.  I asked here how long she had been there and she said "A few years but not much longer!" I think because she had enlisted that day as well.

Had some other fragments that have fallen apart too much to put back together.
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: Vex August 09, 2013, 07:58:02 PM
UFO - I would SOOOO do that IWL!  Come and take me away! :yahoo:
Yer crazy. Aren't you afraid of 'the probe'?  :P

About the football dream, do you think that practicing in dreams helps your waking life skills? I remember a time when I wanted to dream practice playing a piano to see if it would carry over. Unfortunately, I don't get lucid often enough and I also don't have a piano.
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: Oneironautical1 August 09, 2013, 10:42:58 PM
About the football dream, do you think that practicing in dreams helps your waking life skills? I remember a time when I wanted to dream practice playing a piano to see if it would carry over. Unfortunately, I don't get lucid often enough and I also don't have a piano.

I haven't tried practicing or training in dreams I have thought about it though.  I heard a theory on why we dream may be to simulate certain situations to help us deal with them IWL.  I doubt I would be able to remember to practice said activity though, I'd be having too much flying and dicking around :P

Only remember one cute fragment from last night.

[F]
I am at a store with a woman I half recognize. She looked like an old girlfriend of mine mixed with someone else.  We are looking at stuff on the shelf and I am behind her with my arms around her.  For some reason I could feel her heart beat against my chest and my own as well.  Our heart's rhythms get closer and closer to one another eventually synchronizing.  I lose recollection after that.
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: Vex August 10, 2013, 12:28:12 AM
That heart beat thing is super cool. I don't think I've felt my heartbeat very often in dream, probably in nightmares... which I don't have many of anymore. I should check for a pulse next time I'm lucid. I did check my head for a brain before when I was lucid, shoved my finger through my skull and wiggled it around. Nothing there. Just a big empty melon basically.  :chuckle:
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: Oneironautical1 August 12, 2013, 01:04:34 PM
[F]
I am watching a young middle eastern kid in third person, hes outside talking to an older man also middle eastern.  He tells the kid he has a cricket hunter for him and puts a HUGE insect on his head.  The insect was about a foot long 90% of it was legs kind of like a house centipede but with a really small body and fewer legs.   The kid didn't seem scared and walked into his house.  The big insect crawled down his back onto the floor and up the adjacent wall.  It moved really fast pausing here and there and shooting up the wall and across the ceiling and out of site.

[F]
All I remember of this fragment was a man with a hairdo that made him look like a camel.  When I thought that his head changed into that of a cartoon camel.
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: Shellidfl August 12, 2013, 05:21:43 PM
UFO - I would SOOOO do that IWL!  Come and take me away! :yahoo:
Yer crazy. Aren't you afraid of 'the probe'?  :P


Not so concerned about the probe, as I would be in what I would think/feel/see when I was returned... :o
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: Oneironautical1 August 15, 2013, 11:10:52 PM
[D]
I am in a room of a nice apartment I don't recognize.  I look outside at the city, I could see for quite a way we were high up and most of the buildings were smaller or downhill from us.  Over the city are patches of really dark rain clouds dotting an otherwise sunny sky.  Each rain cloud is poor down rain and lightening shoots out occasionally.  I look back in the room and a popular online fitness guru is there with me.  We are both looking out the window pondering what the patchy rain clouds could mean.  I am looking back out the window when I notice one of the rain cloud seems to condense its entire volume into water and pour down.  I look back at S and ask him if hes ever seen that.  He says he hasn't and we continue to stare out the window as the patches of rain clouds condense and pour down one by one.

[F]
I am on the top of a double-decker bus, its raining pretty hard and the group I'm with don't seem to care.  We are driving really fast as if we are trying to get away from something.  I look behind us and there is nothing but empty street and dark clouds above the buildings.  As I'm looking back I see a bolt of lightening shooting along the low hanging clouds headed right for us.  I turn around and let out a dramatic yell "LIGHTENING!".  As I do everyone looks back and things almost get into slow motion as the bolt hits the bus and I see everyone simultaneously get electrocuted.

[D]
I am at some sort of central american temple ruins.  I'm with a group of people maybe a tour group or something.  I remember scolding a kid because he did something I told him not to, I don't remember what.  Next thing I remember I am shimmying along a ledge making my way to a window to the interior of the temple.  I get inside and it looks like it would have thousands of years ago.  The huge interior of the temple was all polished stone with simple but beautiful designs alone the floor and walls.  There is a small bubbling pool that I assumed was a hot tub it looked like any ordinary hot tub.  I get in and notice the water isn't just warm its tingly.  I run my hands through the water and look at them.  I notice a small cut I have instantly heal.  Before I could let out a most deserved "Whoa" a couple men run over in elaborate outfits wielding spears.  I notice the spears look a lot like the staff guns the aliens in Star Gate had.  Turns out they did indeed shoot energy blasts.  Luckily they have storm trooper aim and I dodge a few shots and disarm one of them and take his staff.  I fiddle with it trying to figure out how to fire it.  I had to twist a small section of it while aiming and it would shoot.  I remember thinking how hard it was to aim since you can't line up a bead with a huge staff.  I was able to fend off more of the guards and shoot a few before I lose recollection.
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: Vex August 15, 2013, 11:38:18 PM
That last dream sounds nice up till the spear guys run in. Thank gawd for storm trooper aim, huh? haha.
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: Deuce_Nukem August 17, 2013, 04:59:10 PM
Rain clouds imploding and falling out of the sky as buckets sounds awesome to see.

Lightning?.. Slowmo? Bus? ...ouch, dude. Awesome, but ouch.

Powerful staff, stupid trigger. Figures it would have some convoluted trigger mechanism that makes it impossible to aim. At least that kinda slightly explains the stormtrooperism. Also, healing hot tub. Nice. I want a dream like this where I get in and then get back out a physically normal person. I'm jealous now.
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: Oneironautical1 August 17, 2013, 10:06:10 PM
[F]
I am in a warehouse looking for a specific item I can't remember what it was. I was being guided though the warehouse by a man in a black polo and khakis.  While on the way to the item we exchange small talk and I notice he has a very prominent lateral lisp.  We round a corner and there is a ladder, he climbs it to try to find what I was looking for.  He handed down a handful of junk including a couple Playstation 2 video games, Jack and Daxter and the other I can't remember.  These games weren't what I was looking for and as I look up the guy is still rooting around on the shelf above.  I lose recollection after that.
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: Oneironautical1 August 19, 2013, 11:27:49 AM
This was from night of 8/17/13 I was too lazy to write it.

[F]
I am in some dining area in a hotel or casino with my roommate.  My roommate is talking about something I can't remember what. I try to interject with my thoughts on it and he cuts me off.  He has a nasty habit of talking AT people not WITH them IWL and when you try to add anything to the conversation you usually just get talked over and ignored.  I tried voicing my point a few times until I just said "never mind you obviously don't care." and gave up.  He seemed offended at first but I don't remember anything after that.

This was all I can remember from last night.

[D]
I am sitting on a couch in a room I don't recognize.  I am watching toonami aftermath on the TV even though its still down IWL.  I have a big beer in my hand like a 32 oz of something.  I haven't drank in quite a while and aim to keep it that way.  In the dream I remember thinking "What am I doing when did I give up?!"  I look down at the beer and into the can.  I could see my roommates cats face.  I could only see his face in the beer can looking up with the beer just below his nose.  He didn't look scared he looked rather relaxed almost like he was drunk.  I look up and he walks off the couch next to me.  I feel bad like I got him drunk and rush to pick him up to see if hes ok.  Hes kind of floppy I look at his eyes and his pupils are two different sizes, one huge the other very small.  This worries me but I don't know what to do I lose recollection here.
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: Oneironautical1 August 20, 2013, 11:13:23 AM
[D]
I am at a banquet hall type place with a huge group of people I know from High School.  I look around and everyone is dressed pretty nice.  Some in tuxes others in a standard suit.  I realize its a wedding reception for an old friend.  I feel like I am not up to the dress code and that I should change.  I tell a group of people that I am going to go home and change.  I leave the large banquet hall and start jogging down a hallway to an exit.  I go up a small set up stairs and pass a janitor or some worker there.  He tells me to slow down and when I look back at him I accidentally bump into a metal bench with a guy laying down on it.  The bench pushes forward and into another and the guy on the bench narrowly misses hitting his head.  I apologize and try to go on my way but the janitor guy grabs me by the arm and tells me I'm coming with him. 

Now I am being escorted to some office.  The hallway starts to look strikingly similar to my elementary school hallway.  We get to the office which is a lot like my elementary school principles office.  I say "a lot like" and "strikingly similar" because at the time I never made the realization that it was my elementary school.  The janitor guy walks me into a small dimly lit room with a cluttered desk.  Behind the desk was none other than Barack Obama.  Barack doesn't say or do anything he is just sitting there blankly staring down at the desk.  I shuffle past the desk trying my best not to tangle my feet in the cables going to the PC at the desk.  I trip on the power cable to the PC and I hear it abruptly shut down.  I smile sheepishly as I bend down to plug it back in.  The plug and socket were strange, the plug had 3 fins instead of 2 and the socket had 3 holes but had foam in between the metal contacts.  I had to rearrange the metal contacts to make sure all the plug fins would fit in properly.  When fiddling with it I got a mild shock and eventually got the PC plugged back in.  I lose recollection after that.
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: Vex August 21, 2013, 12:09:56 AM
So Barack gave you no lectures or detentions? Wonder what he would have sentenced you to. That klutziness with the cords made me snicker, sounds so much like something that would happen to me.
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: Oneironautical1 August 23, 2013, 09:34:40 PM
[F]
I am outside and its either sunrise or dusk.  I am sitting on some steps in front of a large building with a large paved area similar to my school's library.  I am sitting next to a woman I don't recognize and I'm trying to put on some roller blades.  I am having trouble getting them snug enough to where they don't slide around on my feet.  As I am adjusting them I notice they wheels are all out of whack and the grind plate is askew.  I tell the gal next to me "these are such crappy skates my old K2s were so much better".  As I look closer the skates I'm trying on are indeed K2 brand but they are falling apart.  As I am fiddling with the skates I hear a song coming from a woman's phone or ipod.  Its a mash-up of two songs I don't remember what but it sounded cool.  I tried asking her what it is and she says she won't tell me.  I ask her why and she wouldn't give me a reason, just smiled and went on her way.

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: Oneironautical1 August 26, 2013, 08:46:57 PM
[F]
All I remember is a tiny fragment of being in a gymnasium on the basketball court.  Me and a group of people I don't know are all gathered shooting hoops randomly.  I remember having the thought that the winner would be the first in order for something else but I don't remember what.
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: Oneironautical1 September 02, 2013, 10:54:32 PM
My recall the past week has been terrible.  I attribute this to a neck injury that I took some pain meds for.  When I did finally sleep it would be intermittent and too deep.

Last night a had a few fragments but lost the majority of them as well

[F]
I am inside, waiting for the rain to let up outside to go somewhere.  It wasn't normal rain though it was wax.  I looked out the window and the leafless tree next to it was coated with pink wax with small icicle like drips hanging from every twig.  I do remember telling whoever I was with "We'll have to wait for the wax rain to let up." as if it was an everyday thing.

[F]
I am in a garage of a house I don't recognize.  I assume its my place since I am walking around unsupervised.  I open a large box that had recently been delivered.  I thought "Its whatever I ordered online!".  I did recently order a textbook online that I'm waiting for IWL but this box is huge.  I open it and its a brand new spiffy looking bicycle.  Its a strange design though, its halfway between a recumbent bike and an upright street bike.  I was pretty psyched and couldn't wait to ride it but I never got to.
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: Oneironautical1 September 03, 2013, 10:02:17 AM
Only one early morning fragment today.

[F]
I am in a classroom along with maybe only 6 other students.  The professor had told the class to come up with a monologue or dialogue to read to her as a character so she can judge our acting.  I am scrambling to find one in a book or make one up.  As the class was all working on their project the teacher is walking around helping people out here and there.  I am thumbing through a textbook when I see a big piece of dead skin on my hand about the size of a half dollar coin.  I pick at it and peel it off, as I am inspecting it the teacher walks by and holds out her hand.  She takes it and rolls it into a ball and keeps it, she walks away looking content like she is going to add it to her collection.

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: Deuce_Nukem September 03, 2013, 06:22:52 PM
O.o That's.. out there. I mean, my dreams are out there but that teacher is out there..

Should have gone with a really short monologue or something.. "THIS IS SPARTA!" .. And dropkick your teacher out a window. Cause it's a dream. I don't endorse doing anything like that IWL.
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: Oneironautical1 September 04, 2013, 11:48:22 AM
O.o That's.. out there. I mean, my dreams are out there but that teacher is out there..

Should have gone with a really short monologue or something.. "THIS IS SPARTA!" .. And dropkick your teacher out a window. Cause it's a dream. I don't endorse doing anything like that IWL.
It was strange, I remember even at the time being reminded of that scene in Austin Powers: Goldmember when the old dude keeps his skin peelings.

[F]
I am at a gym and using a machine that is right next to a treadmill.  I do a few reps and notice the weight it too light so I add a little weight, still its too light and I add more.  As I do this a guy is walking to the treadmill and stops.  He watches me for a sec and says "You're a lot stronger than you look." with smirk on his face.  I just kind of ignore him and go about my business.  Next thing I remember I'm talking to an attractive blonde woman.  I don't remember the extent of the conversation but it led to her telling me about her girlfriend and showing me a picture.  In the picture was her with a black women but then she introduces another white woman a few seconds later as her girlfriend.  I lose recollection after that.

[D]
I am outside walking through what looks like a college campus.  I pass a couple guys walking in the opposite direction.  Right before they pass me one of them steps into a huge ant mound at the edge of the sidewalk.  He panics and freezes standing in the ant hill looking scared.  I quickly tell him "Don't just stand there!" and he stumbles forward off of the ant hill stomping his feet to get rid of the ants.  I turn and keep walking down the paved walkway and get to a set a stairs.  I run up and slide down the railing and run to the next set of stairs and slide down its railing.  I'm having fun and keep running jumping over benches and up onto ledges.  I make my way over to an apartment complex still running and jump onto the top of the wrought iron fence surrounding the complex.  The fence has those pointed tips on every bar to deter people from climbing it.  I am able to balance myself and run along the top of the fence without effort.  I run along the fence jumping from one fence top to another jumping across impossible gaps.  I get to an open recreation area in the complex and see some boxes on a ledge on the opposite side.  I try to make my way over to the ledge and suddenly slip off the fence.  I catch myself on the fence with my forearm.  I feel a slight sting as the pointy tips of the fence poke into my skin. The fence tips are really sharp but only make it maybe an eighth of an inch into my skin.  I pull myself up onto the fence again and get over to the ledge with the boxes.  The boxes are small flat cake boxes with half eaten cake inside.  The cake looks kinda slimy and old and I debate whether or not to try some and decide not to.  I find another box with individually wrapped snack bars.  There are some normal granola ones and some chocolate dipped oatmeal protein ones.  I start filling my pockets with the chocolate protein ones as a couple people walk up watching me.  I lose recollection here.
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: Oneironautical1 September 06, 2013, 10:41:51 PM
I only remember this one bizarre fragment.

[F]
I am watching what seem to be nude attractive asian females getting into these pods.  They lay down and the glass top closes like they are all going into hyper sleep.  As I look closer I notice they are female from the waist up but I look down and they all have penises :crazy:
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: Oneironautical1 September 07, 2013, 11:58:41 PM
[F]
I am outside at night walking down the street in some suburban neighborhood.  I look up and notice there are four crescent moons instead of just one.  The four crescent moons don't really cause a reality check but I do know its not normal to have four moons.  I had the feeling that these moons were an illusion and not really there.  After that thought entered my head all of a sudden the sky changed to a mirror of the ground its hard to explain.  It was sort of like looking through a kaleidoscope that only mirrored the floor.  I figured who or whatever was projecting that four moon illusion was trying to keep me from seeing something.  I concentrated on the area in my vision that had the four moons and managed to punch a hole in the kaleidoscopic illusion showing a night sky.  I lose recollection after that.

[F]
I just remember being in an old school burger king with wooden swivel chairs and having to pee really bad.  I later woke up and had to take a wiz.
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: Oneironautical1 September 12, 2013, 09:11:19 PM
[D]
I begin recollection in a large open building like a department store with twenty foot high ceilings.  I am wondering around and realize I have to pee.  I make my way to the restroom and when I go around the corner the restroom is more like a locker room at a school or gym.  I look around and the locker room, its dimly lit with cement walls and floor and looks like it had just been hosed down with damp spots here and there.  I get over to what I assume is a lone urinal that looks more like a large birdbath now that I think about it.  I start peeing and it just keeps going and going and doesn't seem to be running out.  As I'm peeing another guy walks in and I glance back thinking ""don't sidle up next to me".  He does indeed stand next to me to pee into the same bowl shaped urinal.  He has a stupid grin on his face like he wants to chat or something.  I just kind of ignore him and keep urinating the never ending stream.  He looks over and says something about lunch being served and that its burrito day.  When I heard burrito day I knew I had to make it to the cafeteria and get in line quick, I zip up and head to the cafeteria. When I get there its similar to any generic cafeteria large room with lots of tables and the with one queue that runs along the wall.  I get to what I think is the end of the line glancing at the food to see if there was enough left.  I look behind and notice there were about 5 people behind me that I just cut in front of.  I apologize and get behind them and then I turn and notice that wasn't the end of the line there was just a gap because of a doorway and another 5 people where giving me dirty looks for cutting.  I smile and step back out of line but lose recollection there.
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: Oneironautical1 September 18, 2013, 12:58:02 PM
My recall has been crap lately just haven't been sleeping well also I've been too lazy to come write what I do remember.

Last night
[F]
All I remember is my mom telling me that I was sick with west nile, a cold and something else.  I remember thinking "Wow I don't feel that sick, I must have a good immune system."

[F]
Another small fragment about helping someone with their header in their source code in my programming class.
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: Oneironautical1 September 24, 2013, 12:46:35 AM
I need to make sure to write every day even if I can't remember much.  My dreams have been incredibly fragmented lately and my recall has been crap as well. 

[F]
I am at my uncle and aunts house in Wisconsin but its not really their house since the room I am in is not familiar.  I am standing in a room with my uncle and he is working on getting better reception on the television.  I watch as he fiddles with some things attached to the cable/satellite box as he does static comes and goes and he eventually gives up.  He turns and tells me he can't figure out whats wrong.  I step forward to inspect the box and tv and step on a coax cable on the floor and when I do the picture snaps in crystal clear.  We realize its the cable and fix the contacts on it and get the tv working.

[F]
I am at my parents house and I have gotten high on DXM which is the active ingredient that people abuse in cough syrup.  I am feeling a strange buzz similar to but not the same as DXM.  (Years ago I used to get high on the stuff which really fucked with my life but haven't done it in like 6 years).  I am upset with myself for having gone and gotten high again.  I am still at my parents house all messed up and notice a storm is brewing outside.  Inside the house I could feel the electricity in the storm buzzing around and I was certain if I went outside I would get struck by lightening.

There was much much more to these fragments but its all I can remember now. I've been very stressed with school starting, having to find a new apartment and a new job.  I will work this journal into my daily routine staring tomorrow hopefully I can stick to it.  I'm hoping it will help with the recall but mostly my stress giving me something to relax and recount my thoughts.
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: Oneironautical1 September 24, 2013, 10:54:43 AM
[F]
I am outside of a large house in the driveway.  I am with my family and we are being greeted by another family as we walk up the driveway.  The other family was asian dressed in some sort of traditional robes.  They approached us and said hello and shaking hands. I lean forward to give a hug to the mother of the group and she quickly backs away and shakes her head in disdain.  I felt like an idiot like I crossed some boundary that I was unaware of.

[F]
I am outside of my parents house standing on the front porch and I have the carcass of a small dog in my hand.  I look at it and its flat and mummified and seems to be empty no bones or organs.  While standing there thinking about the empty mummified puppy it starts to inflate taking the shape of a pug.   The dog looks like if someone took the skin off a pug, tanned it and then inflated it like a balloon, you could almost see through it a little.  When I walk inside the house the dog actually comes to life barking and squirming in my hands.  It jumps down and starts running around the house.

[D]
I am at my parents house again in the back yard.  A cousin of mine takes a big bucket of something and starts to pour it out near the side of the house.  I watch as whatever he pours turns into a group of giant amethyst crystals.  The the crystals were a deep purple and the cluster of crystals was about 4 feet wide with some single crystals as tall as 3 feet.  My cousin goes inside as I inspect the crystals.  I grab the largest crystal in the group and pull it off the group and bring it inside to show my cousin and the rest of the family.  I take it inside and they are impressed with the crystal but also upset that I pried it off the group.  They wanted me to take it back out and try to put it back.  Before I have a chance to put it back the crystal broke and only about a foot of the end of it is still intact.  I take it back outside and put it back with the group.
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: Shellidfl September 24, 2013, 12:17:03 PM
I lOVE the reanimation of the pug mummy/dog!  I could actually see it happen in your description. :)
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: Vex September 24, 2013, 11:56:14 PM
Agree with Shelli, your description of the mummy dog was great and easy to visualize. Makes me want an inflatable mummified pug.
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: Oneironautical1 September 25, 2013, 11:50:55 AM
It was quite strange somewhat creepy but he was still kinda cute.

[D]
I am sitting on the floor next to the doorway to a hall in what looks like a school but it could be any generic building.  There is a woman sitting next to me who looked really familiar.  We are exchanging small talk all while I'm wondering why she looks so familiar.  While I'm thinking this she pulls out a drivers license and hands it to me.  I look at it and it seems to be a really old one of mine.  I look at it and the expiration on the license was 1992 which is odd because I would only be 7 years old in 92.  The other odd thing about the license was the photo of myself.  It wasn't the typical head shot though.  The photo was an entire body shot with me leaning on a stump wearing a red flannel shirt and a stern Vigo from Ghost Busters 2 scowl.  All the strange things aside when she gave me the license I knew she was an old friend "A" who I had given it to before we had grown apart.  I was really happy to see her and was curious how shes been.  I ask her how shes been and if she still saw some of our other friends specifically an old girlfriend of mine "J" .  As I ask about J I look behind her and see someone who resembles J, I lean in and whisper "Is that J"?  She smiles and says no and that she lost touch with pretty much everyone after we were all separated.

[F]
I am in the backyard at my parents house in the corner of the yard inspecting the fence.  Something had broken the chain link fence and the top rail had come down leaving a huge gap.  I remember thinking the dog will get out so I pulled a large piece of wire from the fence tying the gap closed with it.
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: Oneironautical1 September 26, 2013, 11:59:15 AM
[F]
I am in a house I don't recognize.  I toss a laundry soap cap out in front of myself and when it gets about 10 feet away I grab it in the air using telekinesis and pull it back and throw it again. I was doing this over and over and next thing I remember I am riding in a car.  We are pulling into a driveway and I remember spinning the turbines on top of a house really fast using telekinesis again.

[D]
I am outside with my aunt we are walking down a street that comes to a to intersection next to a large highway.  I am looking up at the clouds and all of a sudden see a perfect line of darkness sweep across the entire sky and it suddenly looks like a cloudy night sky.  I tug on my aunts sleeve and ask if she saw it she said no and just kept walking.  I am still looking up and perfect line of daylight sweeps across changing it back to a daytime sky.  When this happens the people in the street all seemed to notice too.  We all gather against the street looking up wondering what was going on.  I look in the direction that the change in the sky had been coming from and notice its dark in the distance.  I point it out to everyone and the nighttime slowly creeps closer and then shoots across the sky above us changing it to a night sky again.  Everyone around us starts to get a little worried, lots of chatter and gasps from the large crowd that has gathered.  Its still a night sky when CLICK, all the lights go out, the moon the stars street lights everything.  I can't see anything my entire field of vision is a black void, disoriented I grab onto a cement fixture that was in front of me.  As I stand in the void clinging to the pillar I can still hear everyone that was around me panicking.  I hear my aunt to my right ask if I'm ok, I tell her yes and to grab onto something and don't move.  As I tell her this I start to feel a strange shift in my equilibrium.  I am still firmly planted next to the pillar but it feels like I'm slowly getting turned upside down. All kinds of ideas start flying through my head. "Is the earths gravitational field warping? Are the poles shifting? Is the earth even still there?  I lose recollection after that.
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: Oneironautical1 September 27, 2013, 10:09:49 PM
[D]
I am walking down the street in front of my parents house at night.  I look up at the sky and there looks to be a plane of some kind slowly creeping across the sky leaving a con trail.  I watch it for a bit and think maybe its a shuttle being launched into space.  The plane slowly moves across the sky until its almost directly above me and as it does it makes a quick turn toward the ground.  It shoots down toward me and then quickly slows down once it gets a couple hundred feet from the ground.  It looks like a white version of the drop ship from the video game Mass Effect.  It does a strange little flip before it lands in the middle of the street.  It sits there for a second and I hear a robotic voice say something like "Targeting Blasters".  The ship starts shooting crappy CG looking laser blasts at me.  This doesn't scare me it was kind of funny for some reason because it looked cheesy and had the same Star Wars blaster sound to it.  I made my hand into the shape of a gun and started shooting laser blasts from my finger at the ship hitting it a few times.  After a couple shots at the ship someone jumped out and started rushing me on foot with a hand held blaster.  As he got closer I thought I could use a light saber in close quarters better than a blaster.  I took one hand and drew the beam out of my other so it was like I was holding a handle but nothing was there just a beam coming out of my fist.  I deflect a few of the guys blasts as he rushes me.

[L]
I become lucid while fighting the guy who rushed me from the drop ship.  I don't remember having any reality checks other than the absurdity of it.  I pretty much ditch the guy trying to kill me and just fly over to the highway at the end of the street.  I fly across the street to the gas station and notice a rather attractive woman.  I walk over and decide to have a little fun I grab her ass and she responds in kind.  We start making out and getting handsy and of course I wake up.. I'm back in bed but still standing at attention.

[L]
I quickly WILD after I had woken up and come to back at the gas station across the highway from my parents house.  I fly up and back across the street into my parents neighborhood.  I decide to try to fly as high as I can and try not to get sacred and wake up like I sometimes do.  I start to slowly climb higher having to concentrate on the surroundings.  I think to myself I have to concentrate since I have no frame of reference on what an aerial perspective of the neighborhood looks like.  I get about 30 feet above the tallest trees and decide to level out and fly over the neighborhood.  As I look down I notice its definitely not the same neighborhood there are very few houses and mostly trees.  As I fly along the houses become fewer and fewer and its only solid forest below me.  I keep going and then the rolling canopy of tree tops below me turn into a rolling grassy field of tall grasses.  I try landing on the now grassy field and look around and there are all kinds of alien creatures.  I can't remember much about them other than they looked almost dinosaur like but definitely alien.  My alarm wakes me up at this point.
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: Oneironautical1 September 29, 2013, 10:56:51 PM
Night before last I had a lot of trouble sleeping I probably only got about 5 hours of sleep. I also couldn't remember a thing I know I must have dreamed but nothing stuck what so ever.  Last night was similar but was so exhausted from not sleeping the night prior that I conked out really deep.

[F]
I am with an old lady helping her around the house.  She had an telescopic pole used for something else and I attached a strong magnet to the end.  The idea was she could use it to help pick stuff up without bending over but it would only really help with light metal things.
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: Oneironautical1 September 30, 2013, 12:37:37 PM
[D]
I on a large hill behind my elementary school that over looks a large portion of the city.  I am with a group of people I don't recognize but we are all just standing looking out over the city.  It looks to be around dusk with the city lights on in the distance but still a good amount of daylight.  We are all just kind of chatting and I bring up the scene from the movie "This Is The End" where all the "good" people are sucked up by beams of light in the rapture.  I tell them how cool it would look if that happened now as we were looking out over the city with all the beams of light coming down across the planes below.  Everyone kind of smiles and nods still looking out over the city.  I think to myself "If its going to happen it should now" but nothing happens.  I turn and start to walk through the field back to the street.   As I make my way across the field there are huge snaking cracks in the ground.  I have to jump across a few and be mindful of thin ground that might be above a open cavity.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
There was another really fragmented dream I can't make sense of now.  It had something to do with a school using information it had gathered from teaching me to tailor its curriculum.  I was pissed and felt like a lab rat that didn't get any of the cheese even though he completed the maze.
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: Oneironautical1 October 01, 2013, 10:48:41 PM
I waited too long to write and hardly remember much from last night apart from one fragment.

[F]
I see two men standing on ruins of some ancient building made of large square slabs with elaborate carvings on most of them.  The men are dressed in early 19th century khaki explorer outfits, think every other archaeologist aside from Indy in the Indiana Jones movies.  They are standing on the ruins inspecting a large barrel.  They empty the contents of the barrel into a glass and determine its some kind of alcoholic liquid.  One of the men tastes it swishing it around in his mouth then spitting it out with a sour expression on his face.

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: Oneironautical1 October 03, 2013, 11:20:44 AM
[F]
I am riding in the back of an old car like a Buick or some very large sedan.  A man I don't recognize is driving and there is a woman in the passenger seat I don't know either.  I had the strong feeling that I wasn't being driven somewhere of my own free will.  The guy had a death grip on the woman and I knew I had to get us both out of there.  Next thing I know we are being chased by cops and the guy driving decides to run and floors it.  We are flying through the streets running red lights going against on coming traffic.  As I think to myself "I can't go out like this" the car loses control and crashes.  Suddenly I am standing in the street behind the path the car took while crashing.  I either forgot how I got out or I just teleported out or something.

[F]
I am at my parents house and I was closing a door to the den when my deceased father stepped into the kitchen and smiled and said hi.  He hands me a piece of wood in the shape of a kite shield that had some sort of renaissance style painting of a noble on it.  I took it and grabbed a bar of wax or soap and started to use it to polish it.  I rub the soap or wax down to a nub and when its all gone grab a cloth and start to polish the residue off leaving a nice shine on the painted wood.  I remember thinking to myself "He'll be pleased with the job I've done".
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: Aeolar October 04, 2013, 01:36:05 AM
I am at my parents house and I was closing a door to the den when my deceased father stepped into the kitchen and smiled and said hi.  He hands me a piece of wood in the shape of a kite shield that had some sort of renaissance style painting of a noble on it.  I took it and grabbed a bar of wax or soap and started to use it to polish it.  I rub the soap or wax down to a nub and when its all gone grab a cloth and start to polish the residue off leaving a nice shine on the painted wood.  I remember thinking to myself "He'll be pleased with the job I've done".

Maybe he was passing the family's coat of arms down to you, and the responsibility that comes with it. Either way that's a pretty cool gift :)
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: Oneironautical1 October 04, 2013, 11:01:48 PM
That's what I was thinking Aeolar :)

I only remember one fragment from last night that also had to do with my father.

[F]
I am sitting in his study and hes relaxing in his recliner like he always would every night.  I am across the room on the couch and next thing I know I'm sobbing.  I tell him that I loved him so much and didn't feel like I got to express that enough before he passed.  He turns and looks at me with a warm smile and tells me he knows and that he loves me.  I wake up with my eyes drenched.

My dad has been dead for almost 5 years now and I'm not really sure why he's popped up the past few nights.  My theory is with all the BIG changes coming soon and new responsibilities I am looking for stability and guidance.  Also it could just be I really miss him too.
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: Oneironautical1 October 06, 2013, 11:42:00 PM
[D]
I am outside of a movie theater I used to go to when I was younger.  There is a large group of people with me, some I recognize some I don't.  There aren't any cars in the parking lot and the entire lot is covered in a thick layer of ice.  Everyone is skating around the theater as if it were an ice skating rink.  I follow the flow and a friend of mine IWL skates up beside me.  He pulls ahead of me a little and I speed up to keep up with him.  We start to race and around the lot. We are neck and neck until I spot a glowing booster arrow on the ground ahead.  I swing out from the inside of the turn to get over the booster arrow.  I pass over the arrow and get a boost of speed that pushes me past him without effort. 

[F]
I am inside a city recreation center walking through the halls.  I walk past a food bar with a few trays of food.  All the food on the bar is mexican food.  I remember making the comment that comedian Jim Gaffigan made that all mexican food is just a rearrangement of tortillas with meat cheese and vegetables.
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: Oneironautical1 October 08, 2013, 11:25:43 AM
[D]
I am outside of a large building walking to a car with a woman I don't know.  She is a bit older than me but quite attractive with short black hair with colorful highlights.  We get in a black SUV which must be hers because she hops into the drivers seat as I get into the passenger.  She backs out of the space really fast, so fast it throws me forward in my seat.  We must be in a hurry because she sped out the parking lot and onto a highway.  As we are driving down the highway I turn to get a good look at her and I remark to myself. "She's older I bet she could teach me a think or two." We are eventually driving through the downtown area of a city.  I am still just casually riding along to whatever destination.  We pass a smoke shop and I point it out and tell her that's my other job.  I don't actually work at a smoke shop so I don't know why I would have told her that.  Eventually I either realize this or she tells me but we are going to her house.  We get there and make our way upstairs.  She tells me not to make too much conversation and to get in and out.  I am walking up stairs behind a young kid who has brace on his left leg for some reason.  We get to the top of the stairs and I ask him what happened.  He explains it was a sports injury that had to have surgery and it will be better soon.  I round a corner to the living room and there are a couple kids 12-15 years old and an old man sitting watching TV.  I smile and introduce myself and the woman I was with cuts me off and drags me into another room.  She looks at me with her piercing blue eyes and says "What did I tell you, don't bond with them!"  in a scolding yet soft tone.  She then kisses me and we proceed to have sex right there.  I'll spare you the details but one thing was odd that when I was going to climax it almost felt as if I did but I didn't shoot.  Its hard to explain its like I got right to the apex about to orgasm then nothing..  Couldn't rub one out in the dream after that either

[F]
I am near a stage outdoors with a group of people I don't know.  We are about to perform some sort of skit or play.  I have a script in my hand and when I look at it I seem to be the lead with the most lines.  I don't have any recollection of signing on for this but I know if I don't at least try the whole team will get an F.  The team before us wraps theirs up after stumbling over every line and occasionally glancing at their scripts.  I figure if they can do it that bad and get away with it I'll be fine.  We all get up on stage and I'm at the back of them when we begin.  I remembered the first few sentences from the opening song but quickly fall behind the group.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am getting dressed for something that requires more formal wear.  I walk and look in a mirror and I look like a college professor with a tweed jacket and strangely patterned slacks.  I laugh at how silly I look and change into a normal button up with a tie and go on my way.
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: Oneironautical1 October 13, 2013, 12:59:16 AM
Past few days have had lots of vivid dreams bur very fleeting.  I've also had to bolt to work every morning leaving no time to write.. I only remember one fragment from last night.

[F]
 I am at my parents house and there is some sort of large storm approaching. Everybody in the family is running outside to get to a shelter that is underground. The shelter is conveniently just behind my parents house.  There is a large gated in alleyway for the entrance to the shelter that is filled with people. As everybody is scrambling to make through the line to get into the shelter I notice my grandmother is falling behind.  I grab her and pick her up and carry her through the swarm of people to the shelter. I lose recollection there.
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: Shellidfl October 13, 2013, 09:19:21 AM
 A truly heroic move! :)
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: Oneironautical1 October 13, 2013, 10:55:14 PM
[F]
I begin recollection at my parents house getting ready for school or something.  I get into the bathroom and look in the mirror and I'm not myself I'm in the body of some girl I don't recognize.  I figure I must have body swapped somehow and I needed to find her to switch back.  I get dressed and try to comb my hair and decide to just do it like I used to on myself.  I do it up with some wax and blow dry it up, I laugh when its done because I look like a butch chick with my being short and spiked.  Next thing I remember I am walking in an area under construction when I come across myself.  I grab me by the arm and I tell the person in my body that we need to switch back but to do that we have to be falling.  We run over to a short 3-4 foot drop and jump off holding hands and when we hit the ground we are back in our respective bodies.

[L/F]
I had become lucid I don't know how or when but I am with someone else I don't remember who.  I am across a small grassy area from a large building and see a couple women standing in front of the door chatting.  I remember asking the person I was with if they liked the blonde or the brunette.   They said the blonde, I had been fancying the brunette so that works.  I tell him "check this out." I walk up to the building and walk through the wall and toward the door the women are standing in front of.  I use the invisibility trick I learned quite a while ago that works well on dream characters most of the time.  I walk through the door and right in front of the women and walk behind the brunette and sneak up behind her.  I slowly put my hand down the top of her shirt to cop a feel and my alarm goes off and I wake up.  Kinda felt like a perv afterward lol
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: Aeolar October 14, 2013, 02:00:53 PM
[F]
I begin recollection at my parents house getting ready for school or something.  I get into the bathroom and look in the mirror and I'm not myself I'm in the body of some girl I don't recognize.  I figure I must have body swapped somehow and I needed to find her to switch back.  I get dressed and try to comb my hair and decide to just do it like I used to on myself.  I do it up with some wax and blow dry it up, I laugh when its done because I look like a butch chick with my being short and spiked.  Next thing I remember I am walking in an area under construction when I come across myself.  I grab me by the arm and I tell the person in my body that we need to switch back but to do that we have to be falling.  We run over to a short 3-4 foot drop and jump off holding hands and when we hit the ground we are back in our respective bodies.

[L/F]
I had become lucid I don't know how or when but I am with someone else I don't remember who.  I am across a small grassy area from a large building and see a couple women standing in front of the door chatting.  I remember asking the person I was with if they liked the blonde or the brunette.   They said the blonde, I had been fancying the brunette so that works.  I tell him "check this out." I walk up to the building and walk through the wall and toward the door the women are standing in front of.  I use the invisibility trick I learned quite a while ago that works well on dream characters most of the time.  I walk through the door and right in front of the women and walk behind the brunette and sneak up behind her.  I slowly put my hand down the top of her shirt to cop a feel and my alarm goes off and I wake up.  Kinda felt like a perv afterward lol



 :chuckle:
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 15, 2013, 12:15:38 PM
I had trouble falling asleep last night.  Most of the time I take a couple diphenhydramine to help me fall asleep.  If I don't take any I will fall asleep but it takes a long time.  Last night was an example of that where it took probably an hour of laying there having multiple myoclonic jerks before finally falling asleep.  However not having taken the antihistamine I woke up feeling much better than when I do even though its a couple less hours of sleep.  I'm thinking I may have to cut out that habit.  I'm hoping I can fall asleep easier once I get used to not relying on the sleep aid to help me drift off quicker.

[F]
I am riding a bike along a sidewalk in an unfamiliar city.  I make my way up a ramp toward a large bridge.  I get to the top of the ramp that would let me onto the bridge and the bridge seems to be a toll way.  There is a motorized arm that blocks that requires the press of a button to release a ticket and lift the arm.  I press the button and grab a long thin red ticket.  After I get past the arm there is a large open area with three passages that connect directly to the toll road.  Each entrance is closed off by a large glass doors.  I walk my bike down to the last door and take my ticket and put it up to a flat glass tube that sucks it up and the door opens.  I ride onto the toll road and get on the sidewalk.  I am riding down the sidewalk on the bridged portion of the road and notice another bicycle parked at a staircase that leads down below the bridge.  I walk over and inspect the bike out of curiosity.  It was a simple blue fixed gear bicycle with a basket on the back.  I look in the basket and there are some containers with food and drink.  I look around and don't see anybody so I open one of the containers and it had what looked like  M&M minis.  I snag a small pinch and munch on em while looking around to see if I've been caught.  No one saw me so I grab another larger handful and shove them in my mouth as I ride off.

[D]
Its night time and I am driving down a highway near my parents house and I am looking at a GPS even though I know the way there.  The GPS isn't the standard color screen on a phone or GPS device rather its on a small screen on the side of the car key.  The small screens display creates images akin to an original Gameboy.  I keep glancing back and forth between the road and the tiny key GPS.  For some reason I couldn't look away from the GPS one moment and all of a sudden the screen of the GPS is taking up my entire visual field.  I can't see the road at all just a GPS screen with the arrow moving down the road I was on.  I try to keep the arrow on the road but I can't tell how fast I'm going.  I start to panic because I was going highway speed when my vision was obstructed and I know I'm going faster now.  I concentrate on trying to see the road and eventually my normal view from inside the car phases back in.  I'm going about 80-90 MPH now and headed off the road.  I take control of the car braking and slowing back down while the highway merges back into a residential road.  I begin to calm down that I didn't wreck but suddenly see a police car headed in my direction without his lights on.  I am positive he is after me for speeding and driving recklessly he just hasn't caught up to me yet.  I pull over next to a church that is a few blocks away from my parents house and jump out of the car and round a corner out of sight.  I keep walking slowly trying to act casual hoping the cop didn't see me and that I may have lost him.  I am about two blocks from the parents house and I keep checking back in the direction the cop would be coming from.  I remember seeing a large video screen on the side of a house. The screen had an animation of a cop car going down a street with an animated line wave pulsing out of the car as if that was him looking for me.  I figure hes looking nowhere near where I am so I am safe.

[D]
I think this dream follows the cop one almost immediately since I begin recollection down the street from my parents house.  Its night time and I am walking toward my parents house about three hundred meters down the street.  As I walk down the street I see what looks like a large balloon light up high in the sky.  I hear a dull pop and a group of three or four burning projectiles shoot from the balloon and fall to the ground.  I hear a few other similar pops and look around and these balloons spawning the projectiles are appearing more and more.  I quickly run the remaining distance into the house and tell my mom and sister that we are being attacked and we need to get to a safe place.  As we are clamoring around trying to get the few things we need the projectiles start to hit.  They punch right through the roof into the house but don't explode like bombs they splash a small amount of fire around that spreads to everything around it.  I advise that we get to the shed since it hasn't been hit and try to wait until these things stop falling.  We gather up a few things and run out to the shed and when we open the door it turns out it too had been hit and is on fire inside.  We run out to the front yard and see that a few other people up and down the street are outside as well.  We all pause and look up as the balloons that had been dropping the firebombs start to disappear.  As I am looking up I see a helicopter colored like the hospital's air transport and start jumping around waving to flag it down.  My mom tries to tell me to stop that they have more important things to do.  I do but the chopper must have noticed because they descend and a guy in a firefighter's uniform jumps out with a couple dogs.  He and the dogs run over and he asks if everyone is ok.  I tell him yes but I'm not sure about everyone else in the neighborhood.  I look closely at the firefighter and he looks like a customer from my old store.  As I stare at him trying to figure out if hes that customer, he smiles and asks "Is that you?" I smile back and reply "Yes! I wasn't sure if it was you!".  He turns and starts delegating tasks to the few gawkers standing about.  I notice that my parents house isn't fully consumed in fire and that it actually seems to be dying out.  I decide to run in and grab a few important things if they are still intact.  I run in and grab a handful of shirts, pants, socks, underwear and snag my laptop on the way out.  A small group of people are gathering under the street light on the corner I am running to join them as I lose recollection.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 18, 2013, 11:56:37 PM
I stopped taking the antihystamine to help me sleep the past few days and I gotta say its much better sleep than when I do.  I feel so much more recharged the next day even if its an hour or two less than if I took it.  I still have a little trouble falling asleep but its getting easier and the body jerks I have are getting less.  About the myoclonic jerks, It makes me think my body must not be used to just drifting off to sleep without a sleep aide. When I do start to drift off my body is thinking "WTF is going on?! OMG WE'RE DIEING!" and jerks lol.  My dreams have been much more fleeting lately however as well so yesterday is long gone. As for last nights I only remember a small fragment but it'll get better I guess.

[F]
I am using a really old desktop computer running Windows 98 to download some torrents of software and other stuff.  I am also using a newer laptop on a desk next to the desktop to browse the internet  I check the desktop and the torrents are downloading really quick and the second one of them completes the computer hurks up and restarts.  I immediately think "Shit its a virus and I just got this thing back up and running."
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 19, 2013, 11:51:22 PM
[F]
I am parking in a large open parking lot surrounded on two sides by red brick apartments.  The lot it huge and mostly empty, I pull into a space in a large vacant area, turn the car off and get out .  As I lock and close the door I see a man walking toward me.  He is somewhat unkempt, sloppy hair and stubbly beard.  I don't think much about him and begin to walk away from my car toward wherever I was going. When I get about ten feet away the man casually walks up to my car and tries to open the door. Stunned, I pause for a second and quickly shout,  "The hell do you think you're doing?".  He just slowly looks up with an nonplussed expression and turns and shuffles away.  I hung around for a second to watch him walk away thinking he might just wait until I'm gone to break in.

There was one other that I remembered until just now.  If I can remember it later I'll add it in.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 21, 2013, 11:26:54 AM
[F]
I am in a thrift store with my roommate.  We are just kind of browsing around for anything we might need.  He starts to go his own way when I notice a wireless router in a discount bin.  I point out the router to him and tell him we should get it since its so cheap and ours might be broken.  He doesn't say anything but then I realize I could get one at Walmart and if it turns out our old one still works I can return it.  I toss the router back in the bargain bin.

IWL just last night I had been troubleshooting our router for like two hours so you can see it stuck with me lol.

[F]
I am pushing a large desk or table down a gravel road.  The desk had long legs like a dinner table with wheels on the bottom.  It rolled ok but as I sped up one of the wheels dug into the dirt and it started to tip over.  I caught it just in time before it fell and potentially broke.

[F]
I am at crowded diner with lots of tables close together packed with people. A man to my left stands up and goes rigid staring into the ceiling seizing.  Everyone around is just kind of watching and not really concerned like they were just waiting for it to stop.  There was a man standing next to me with his hands on his hips just watching.  I ask him whats going on, he tells me "Its a battle inside him" in a tone like this is something totally normal that will pass.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 23, 2013, 12:19:56 AM
[D]
I am loading an SUV with stuff can't remember what.  I am accompanied by an online fitness guy that I follow "S".  We finish loading up the SUV and are headed to a gym.  I remember having small talk on the way and thinking hes a really nice guy in person.  We get to the gym and as we walk in everyone seems to know him.  People are shouting hello and he waves to people and gives a double bicep flex to a guy and waves.  He goes his own way into the locker room and I decide to take a look around at the equipment.  I walk past an odd looking machine and decide that it must be a machine to do squats with.  It had a large padded arm that one could stand under and push upward with the weight behind them on the machine.  I find another strange looking design for a seated row, instead of a bar attached perpendicular to the cable its attached at the end.  I sit down and pull the bar towards me and decide its not too awkward.  I get up and look around and see nothing but machines around and no free weights.  I had been considering revisiting the gym but thought no free weights was a deal breaker until I noticed a HUGE rack of dumbbells against a wall I had missed.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 26, 2013, 09:32:10 PM
[F]
I am watching third person as my little sister is in class at a school somewhere.  The classroom is pretty simple almost like a high school class only 20 or so desks and a small room.  My sister looks like herself but a much younger version maybe high school age.  Everyone in the class has their paperwork on their desks and one person is talking about whatever assignment they had been working on.  I'm just watching the whole scene unfold as I think to myself. "She's never had a chance at a normal life.  I hope she can get things straight now."

She's a recovering addict that started using in high school. I've always felt somewhat responsible for not being there for her and just being a shitty brother all around.  Lately shes been living clean, I hope, and she can hopefully have a chance at a normal life.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl October 27, 2013, 11:15:38 AM
Both of my older brothers were, in their own ways, rather shitty to me, the closer one in age more so.  However, I chose to ignore their "shittiness", and do my own thing.

While many people feel responsible for their loved ones, ultimately, your sister made her choices - if you believe that we are on this earth to learn lessons with each life we live, then your sister "chose" to be an addict, and hopefully she IS living clean, as this means that she has hopefully learned this life's lesson.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 29, 2013, 11:30:16 AM
Thanks Shell, I've been trying to just step back and let her do her thing now.

[D]
I'm working at a similar store to my first one but its in the building of a familiar gas station convenience store.  A couple walks in and for some reason just looking at them I thought they were going to give me trouble.  Either by just being rude or having problem after problem.  They came to the register and the guy pulled out an account card.  The account card was one I had never seem before instead of being the size of a credit card, it was the same width but about a foot long when unfolded.  I look for the account number and find it and try to key it in.  I can't seem to key in the digits right, I stumble over a few numbers and just can't seem to get them put in the right sequence.  The couple just stands there smiling waiting for me to find their account.  I am eventually able to find the account and tell them they can look around.

There is a little missed time because the store is now closed and I am counting everything down.  I see one person walk up to the door that opens to the outside.  The door is locked, the person pulls on it and realizes we are closed and walks away.  I go back to doing what I was doing.  I see a mother and daughter walk past the locked door and into the restaurant next door.  I realize I forgot to lock the door connecting the restaurant to our store.  The mother and daughter make their way to the door right when I get there.  I race to meet them at the door to let them know we're closed right away.  They make it to the door a few seconds before I do and I have to tell them we're closed and I have to lock up.  They were understanding and wen't on their way.

[F]
I am outside in small crowded street in some eastern european village.  The narrow street was full of people all headed in one direction, some walking some riding in cars and carts.  I follow the flow of the people towards a down hill slope.  I hop onto a skateboard to ride down the hill.  I kneel down to reduce drag and speed down the hill as fast as possible.  I am passing people left and right and when I look up I notice what all the people are fleeing from.  Two huge dragons fly over head entangled in a fight.  I had the thought that one dragon was the "good" protector dragon fighting off the "bad" destructive dragon.   The villagers must be going somewhere safe to wait out the battle.  I end up at the bottom of the hill and see the two fighting dragons flying back over the mountains in the distance toward us.  I take cover under a thick canopy of trees.  People are running past and I tell them to pause under the tree cover until they pass again.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl October 29, 2013, 08:42:00 PM
Oh, I'm having so much trouble deciding what I want to dream about now - dragons have been officially added to my "To Do" list of dreams!
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 05, 2013, 11:34:13 AM
I haven't been able to retain anything the last week or so. Whatever I do remember I lose since I have to bolt to work right away in the morning instead of writing. 

[F]
I am in a computer lab at a school, I in standing in a small alcove in front of a water fountain.  I look down and a mostly empty bottle of cough syrup is sitting on the water fountain.  When I see it a rush of heat sweeps over my body and a slightly nauseous feeling hits my gut.  I assume I had drank it and I'm going to be feeling it pretty soon.  I just stand there in front of the water fountain wondering why I would have drank the stuff when a student walks up behind me.  He smiles and takes out a bottle of cough syrup of his own and proceeds to open it and drink it.  The entire time during this fragment I do feel a body high very similar to that when I used to get high on cough syrup.  I don't remember anything else.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 11, 2013, 01:41:22 AM
[F]
I am in a room with electronics lining every wall.  I am floating freely around the room while looking around I notice a woman I remember from school but haven't seen in a ages.  She is working on something to do with all the electronics in the room.  I try making it to a wall to inspect the electronics.  I start flapping my arms to try to move but it doesn't work very well.  I very slowly start drifting toward a wall and begin cartoonishly flapping my arms as I float slowly across the room.  I make it to a panel that is facing downward from above.  I open it up and there is a small digital display with the number on it with two buttons underneath a plus and minus.  I press the plus button and the number changes from four to five.  I notice the woman from earlier is walking closer talking about her work.  I panic that I may have messed something up and quickly change the number back to four and close the panel. 
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 14, 2013, 12:47:53 AM
[F]
I am walking out of my parents house into the front yard and toward my sister and her boyfriend who are walking to her car.  I walk up calling her name to get her attention and tell her something.  I can't remember what now but as I got closer she ignored me and her boyfriend quickly turned and started walking toward me.  As he got closer I saw him pull out a small revolver from his pants and point it at me.  I stopped and raised my hands exclaiming "Whoa whoa! Whats going on?!".  He didn't say anything just gestured to move and get on the ground and lay down.  He had a stern look on his face but without any kind of malice almost like it was an every day thing.  I laid down in the street the whole time thinking "Holy shit hes gonna shoot me!".  He stood over me and said something about how he doesn't want me interfering any more and will take me out if I don't back off.  I lose recollection here.
_____________________________________________

This fragment was the closest thing I've had to a nightmare in years maybe.  Whats funny is my sister's current boyfriend is actually the first where I've not said a word to him or about him. I think hes a straight up psychopath hes been to jail once for stabbing a dude multiple times.  He also has already bruised her up pretty good once however she justifies it somehow..  I had decided a while ago my sister is going to do whatever she wants and it might even make things worse if I voiced my disapproval so I haven't.  I wonder what this fragment is all about.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 25, 2013, 10:39:35 PM
Its been far too long since I've written last.  I moved into my new place and needless to say the first few nights I didn't sleep well so didn't yield much material anyway.  I've been working insane hours while going to school so from when I wake up until I lay down I've got SOMETHING I have to do.. I don't want to let this completely fall to the way side though so I'll do my best.  I have one fragment that I remember from last night.

[F]
I am at work and I am checking out a customer.  He was an older latino guy that looked familiar but I can't place a name.  I am in the middle of the transaction counting the many things hes buying.  He keeps trying to get me to shoot small talk but I am trying to make sure all the assets he is buying are rang up correctly.  I get the feeling that hes trying to distract me so I might forget to ring up something.  He keeps prodding me and I eventually snap and yell "Stop fucking doing that! I can't get this rang up correctly if you keep distracting me!"  He turns and walks away with a shitty grin while I finish up.  His wife remained at the register waiting for me to finish.  I finally get a total for her and she looks at it in disgust.  "This is too high I'm not paying that!" she exclaims.  I tell her the price is right and she has to pay that if she wants the items.  She concedes and pays with her credit card. 
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 26, 2013, 11:59:16 AM
[D]
I am sitting on a large piece of wood at the edge of a driveway in front of a small house.  The house is surrounded by a huge grassy field with a few giant trees dotting it.  The trees were gigantic, maybe 50 feet or more high with their canopy stretching almost as wide.  I look closely at the trees and notice they are populated by small monkeys.  They looked almost like howler monkeys light brown and small.  As they swung from branch to branch I noticed they all had a small chain on their ankle that fixed them to the tree.  I think to myself "That's terrible, how can someone get away with that?".  I'm sitting watching the monkeys swing around the trees and a huge dog slowly saunters over to me.  The dog was a light orange/brown with a white underbelly and about ten feet from nose to tail.  It walks up and plops down next to me resting its head under my hand.  I pet its huge head running my fingers through its fur.  I am sitting petting the dog when a truck pulls up with a family I don't recognize.  My view switches from first person to third person and see a young boy I don't recognize sitting petting a dog.  The family exits the truck, a man woman and little girl.  I remember the father saying something about how he disapproves of the boys behavior. The mother discounts him saying hes being to hard on him. I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am watching third person as the actors from the movie "This is the End" Jay Baruchel, Seth Rogan and James Franco are playing out a scene in a bedroom.  Jay is sitting on a couch talking when my view switches from the room to a large moon in a star studded night sky.  I see a few jets of bright light shoot from the moon and follow them down to Jay.  Jay flies up off the couch engulfed in a pillar of light. He floats there shaking with his mouth agape and a ominous "ohm" coming from somewhere.  In an instant the light vanishes and he drops back to the couch and starts ranting to the other guys about something.  I can't hear any of the dialogue.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 28, 2013, 12:43:31 PM
I can't remember anything from last night but have a bit of a fragment still from night before last.

[F]
I am at a house I don't recognize its a small white two story victorian with a large front porch.  I was inside a moment ago until an old man had started an argument with me which we decided to take outside.  I didn't really want to fight the old dude but he seemed like he had something to prove.  We circled each other while he talked trash and I just kind of kept my guard up.  I gesture for him to make the first move and he does.  He lunges forward to hit me and I easily dodge it.  I counter with a quick couple of jabs to the face.  They didn't feel like hard hits but they took him by surprise.  He closes the gap between us and grabs me trying to wrestle me to the ground.  I get the upper hand and pin him with his arm behind his back and my arm around his neck.  I held him down until he stopped struggling and let him up.  He dusted himself off and left still shooting me a dirty look.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 29, 2013, 10:45:33 PM
[F]
I'm at a small restaurant inside of a mall.  I had walked in and ordered my food and wanted to use a coupon for a free meal.  The woman at the register wouldn't honor the coupon at first.  I finally get the free meal and go on my way.

There were many more fragments but I've forgotten the rest by now. :/
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 01, 2013, 12:21:05 AM
I can only remember certain fragments but this all was one long vivid dream.
[D]
I am in a bathroom I don't recognize sitting on the toilet.  I look up at the door and there is a small sign in the middle of it that reads. "Join the Porn Club".  I laugh to myself and finish my business.

Next thing I remember I am running out of the building I was in a few minutes ago.  I am carrying an arm full of purple plastic folders filled with paperwork.  I am accompanied by a young asian guy I don't recognize and a woman.  We all run to an SUV similar to one I used to have before I wrecked it.  We jump in and the guy turns to me and says something like "We should at least leave them something."  I reply "Ok I got it."  I grab a folder from under my arm and toss it toward the building.  While its still in mid air I stretch out my hand and gesture at the folder to move it back into the building with telekinesis.  I struggle to stop it from hitting the ground and it barely flutters toward the door.  I decide to give up on it and get out of there.  We take off in the SUV headed I don't know where. 

Next thing I remember the everything in the SUV starts to shift in slow motion.  Everything not fixed to the vehicle starts to move to one side of the car. The SUV seems to be flipping over in slow motion while I'm still thinking and looking around in real time.  I ask the guy I was with "Is the car flipping?!" Before I could get an answer everything speeds up to real time and I feel the SUV flip multiple times before coming to a stop on its side against a tree. Last thing I remember a man is telling me "At least you got a good 24 or so rolls out of it." with a chuckle.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Rebel Seven December 01, 2013, 02:05:01 AM
The SUV seems to be flipping over in slow motion while I'm still thinking and looking around in real time.  I ask the guy I was with "Is the car flipping?!" Before I could get an answer everything speeds up to real time and I feel the SUV flip multiple times before coming to a stop on its side against a tree.

That is so cool! I've tried to do things like that while lucid but just couldn't force it.

Last thing I remember a man is telling me "At least you got a good 24 or so rolls out of it." with a chuckle.

 :yesss:
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 03, 2013, 12:12:24 PM
[D]
I'm riding in a car with my co-worker driving.  We are behind a group of cars all headed to a park/recreation area.  Directly in front of us is a guy riding a beat up old motorcycle.  He seemed to be swerving from time to time.  I point it out to my coworker who was driving and she discounts it. We are approaching a small bridge over a creek when the motorcyclist looses control.  He crashes through the fence surrounding the bridge and falls out of site into  the creek.  We stop the car and I pull out my phone to call 911 if it looks bad.  I run up to the fence where he went through and notice there is no hole in the fence he had just passed right through it.  This should have been a reality check for me but it didn't register.

I look down toward the creek, the motorcycle had fallen all the way down but the man got tangled in some bars that composed the outside of the bridge.  He was so contorted and wedged into the bar work that it could only mean he was either dead or severely injured.  It took me a second to get over the site and call 911.  A dispatcher answers the call and I describe the scenario.  As I am talking to the dispatcher the man starts to move and actually wiggles his way out of the bars.  He climbs back up the bars and onto the bridge.  I ask him if hes OK or if he needs an ambulance or police.  He says hes fine and doesn't need anything.  I tell the dispatcher hes denying any medical attention but I told her to send the police regardless and hang up.  He walks over to a woman who seems to be his significant other.  She hugs him and kind of dusts him off and I walk over to make sure he is ok.  I remember talking with his girlfriend as shes inspecting him for injuries when she unzips his upper chest like a jacket.  The top of his chest opens up just below his adams apple revealing a cavity.  It reminded me of the hole at the top of a butchered chicken with its head gone.  I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Rebel Seven December 03, 2013, 08:30:03 PM
[D] she unzips his upper chest like a jacket.  The top of his chest opens up just below his adams apple revealing a cavity. 

o.o that's intense, did he react at all? or did this seem natural to him?
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 03, 2013, 08:48:45 PM
o.o that's intense, did he react at all? or did this seem natural to him?

He seemed unfazed by it and his wife as well.  I was telling my co-worker about it today and she said "What you been watchin before you go to bed?!".  It turns out the past few weeks I've been watching my collection of X-files a couple episodes a night before bed lol.  No wonder.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Rebel Seven December 03, 2013, 09:20:44 PM
(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/337/2/e/xfiles_dream_by_7threbel-d6wncpw.png)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 03, 2013, 09:25:34 PM
(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/337/2/e/xfiles_dream_by_7threbel-d6wncpw.png)
Hah when you think about it in that universe it doesn't seem that odd.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Rebel Seven December 03, 2013, 09:28:12 PM
:D I think it could handle being much odder  :wayshocked:
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 04, 2013, 10:56:52 AM
[F]
I am riding in a car with my family.  We are headed somewhere I can't remember.  I kept telling my father that I needed to get home to I can get some sleep before work that night.  I don't actually work nights IWL but in the dream I did.  I eventually convince him to pull over and let me out at a nearby hotel to get a room and get some sleep.  I get to the hotel with a sort of spiteful feeling thinking "I can't afford this!".  I remember getting to the hotel room and there was a woman already there just hanging out.  I didn't recognize her but she was attractive so I didn't really object.  She is standing next to a shallow pool that was in the large living area.  I walk and kick my shoes off and step into the pool.  When I do the woman that was there points out that her shark is in there and to be careful.  I look into the deeper end of the pool and a large 8-9 foot shark starts swimming toward me.  I quickly jump out of the pool but the shark is able to launch its self out of the pool.  I step back quickly and it was somehow able to flop its self toward me and between my legs.  I felt its rough skin rub up against my leg and had the feeling that it didn't want to hurt me and that it was just being playful.  I lose recollection after that.

[F]
I am at a small house in a modestly furnished living room with a large telescope in the corner.  I inspect it looking through the eyepiece to see if it worked.  It did but not very well I fiddle with the focus and find a zoom button.  I zoom in and out and them in as far as it would go looking at a far away building.  I take my eye away from the telescope and try zooming it back out.  I notice the inside of it is visible and when I zoom it out the cable inside that moves the lenses starts to wind wrong.  I think I might have broken it.

[F]
I am in a somewhat dark room crawling on the floor.  I notice the floor is covered in algae and large round fungal nodules.  I slowly make my way to an edge of the platform I was on.  I look below and there are several more levels below each about 2 feet lower than the other.  I slowly make my way onto the lower platform and when I do I notice a cloud of silt and algae is kicked up.  I realize I must actually be underwater in crystal clear water.  I see a small newt like lizard scurry past as I disturb the floor.  I crawl to find it and notice a small round fish with strikingly silver scales.  It swims out of site and I go to find it instead.  When I round a small obstruction a HUGE version of what I was chasing swims toward me.  It looked like a giant silver piranha it swam at me mouth agape to take a bite.  I take something off the floor and jam it in its mouth and thrust it aside when it bit.
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: Rebel Seven December 04, 2013, 01:45:49 PM
When I round a small obstruction a HUGE version of what I was chasing swims toward me.  It looked like a giant silver piranha it swam at me mouth agape to take a bite.  I take something off the floor and jam it in its mouth and thrust it aside when it bit.

:chuckle: something like this ALWAYS happens when I'm in water in my dreams
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: Shellidfl December 07, 2013, 11:42:29 AM
Ha!  When we were on our trip, one of our guides actually grew up in the Amazon.  When we talked about hunting, she talked about fishing for piranhas like it was no big deal.  Very bizarre!

Should have been yet another RC moment!
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: Oneironautical1 December 10, 2013, 11:45:10 AM
Recall the past week or so has been really bad.  I'll put in a few small fragments of fragments from the past few nights I can remember.

[F]
I am playing a video game on a pc, the setting was on the moon.  I am talking to someone about the environment and how the developers used actual scans of the moons surface to create the landscape.

[F]
I am in my programming class and trying to ask my teacher about a certain problem I was encountering.  He just kind of smiled smugly and said something like "Well, there are many different ways to solve that problem." but he didn't list any..

[F]
I am working on a graphic of my current company's logo. I apply different filters to it turning them on and off to see the change.  I seem to be pretty bored and just trying to waste time.
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: Oneironautical1 December 11, 2013, 11:39:24 AM
[F]
I am at my parents house and I'm sitting in front of a large upright piano.  A man in a light brown suit paces behind me while I fiddle with the keys.  I ask him if he could teach me a scale or something else really simple to show I'm at least learning something.   He agrees, and sits down on the bench next to me.  I start randomly hitting keys finding notes here and there cobbling together a short melody.  I notice that a large portion of the keys on the piano aren't producing much, if any sound.  I don't know how pianos are constructed but like most people I have seen the inside of a grand piano.  This piano however was an upright and I have no idea what they look like on the inside.  I agree to open it up and see if I can find anything wrong.  I walk around and take the back panel off revealing the hammers and strings.  The hammers and strings were arranged in a large fan like pattern each coming to one spot in the middle at the bottom and fanning out at the top.  Thinking about it now its interesting what my mind came up with as to the inner workings considering I don't remember seeing the inside of an upright.  I told the instructor to press an effected key and I would try to see why it wouldn't work. The hammers seemed jammed for some reason but of course I couldn't diagnose the problem.

There were more fragments but they're lost now.
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: Oneironautical1 December 12, 2013, 12:24:36 PM
[F]
I am near the end of a very long banquet table.  Some of the chairs are empty some still have people sitting and eating.  I look down a few chairs on my side and see a woman approaching me.  She sits down and recites a cryptic question.  It was something like "Is your soul still without light?" and I answer "yes".  She gets a look of discomfort on her face and stands and walks back to her seat.  I don't think much of it right away.  I try to deconstruct what her question meant and decide to ask another guy sitting against the wall. He tells me she was asking if I was virgin or not and answering yes weirded her out.  I start to get upset that she would just dismiss a person because of that.  Anger quickly turned to sadness as I start to tear up talking to the guy telling him. "I'm just so goddamn lonely but I can't seem to do anything about it."

I did just move into a place on my own after having a roommate for a few years.  The solitude must be getting to me even if I don't admit it IWL  :?.

[F]
I am outside running in what looked like my old neighborhood. I am changing the hills at will making them either steeper or flatter.

There was a really vivid early morning dream I wanted to write down but now I can't even recall a fragment of it..
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: Oneironautical1 December 14, 2013, 02:59:56 PM
[D]
I am at my parents house with my little sister.  She is younger than she is now maybe 13-14 and we are hiding from something outside.  We are in the den I slowly walk up to the large window to the backyard to see if the threat remained.  I look out a window and see a large machine gun lower into view from the bottom of a helicopter.  It begins firing and I jump back and hit the floor crawling out of the room.  My sister is across the den hiding around a corner to another room.  I yell for her to stay on the floor and maker her way to the living room at the front of the house.  I make my way the opposite direction circling back to the living room.  I hear the gunfire stop and assume the helicopter is circling the building.  I tell her we need to grab a few essentials that we can't bare to lose because "They" are going to torch the place in any minute.  I hear the helicopter making its way to the front of the house and use that moment to make it back to my old room and grab some clothing and a few other things.  I lose recollection after that.

I'm having a hard time recalling anything earlier in the night.  lately all I can remember is the very last from early in the morning.  I'm hesitant about taking notes in the middle of the night since I don't get enough quality sleep as it is..
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: Shellidfl December 15, 2013, 04:43:40 PM
Some people just write brief notes to help jog their memories in the morning - seems like that usually works.  Try that?  Or invest in a digital voice recorder???
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: Oneironautical1 December 29, 2013, 08:40:03 PM
Some people just write brief notes to help jog their memories in the morning - seems like that usually works.  Try that?  Or invest in a digital voice recorder???

I might use my speech to text note app on my phone or ipad.  That or get a voice recorder app I just can't stand the sound of my own voice lol

Last night:

[F]
I am walking through my old middle school.  I notice my tongue piercing, which I no longer have, is sore.  I step into a bathroom to inspect it in the mirror.  I take the ball off the end of the stud and inspect the piercing.  It looks ok and I go to put the stud back in and drop the ball into the sink drain...  Its definitely gone for good so I exit the bathroom to try to find something that will screw onto the end of the stud to hold it in.  I am picking up random things from the floor in the hallway and nothing fits the threading of the stud.  I find inch wide piece of pipe that has a small threaded screw hole.  I figure what the hell and screw it on and it fits.  Now I have a two foot long inch wide pipe sticking out of my mouth and realize nah this isn't going to work and take it off.. I lose recollection here.

[F]
I found a bill with some ludicrous denomination like a billion dollars.  I remember thinking all of my money problems are solved and I can live a comfortable life with it.
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: Oneironautical1 January 04, 2014, 11:58:42 PM
[D]

I am standing at the side of the road on a highway that runs in front of my high school.  It's on a part of the highway that had been carved through a hill with the large square patterened walls enclosing it.  It looked larger than I would have thought since I'm not whizzing through it at highway speed.  There is no traffic but instead a sparse flow of people walking, jogging, and riding their bikes along the four lane highway.

Next thing I remember I am flying just above the same highway where it exits onto a smaller city thoroughfair with shops and restaurants.  I'm am still with a group of people I don't recognize all flying above the street.  Black clouds had descended on the scene and I knew lightning would follow.  I warn the group that we should find cover or we could get zapped.  They all disregard it and go on their way and sure enough there was a loud crack and a flash of green lightening.  I grinned sheepishly thinking "I told you so!".  Everyone scatters trying to avoid getting hit.  The lightning was strange, not only was it green but it didn't come from the sky.  It sparked randomly here and there arching from thin air to whatever.  We all fly around frantically trying to find cover, dodging random bolts here and there.  I notice a parking garage and tell everyone to head there for shelter.  We get in on the bottom level and I lose recollection here.

[F]

I am at a fast food joint and order a small burger only coming to a couple dollars total.  I hand the cashier my credit card and she winces and tells me they can't accept credit transactions less than ten dollars.  I bring up the fact that they have a dollar menu but don't accept cards for small transactions was ridiculous.  I remember getting into it with her manager but not exactly what transpired.
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: Oneironautical1 January 08, 2014, 01:18:58 AM
[F]

I'm at a particular mall that seems to be a common setting for vivid or Lucid dreams.  The floors are off white polished tile and and the whole place has a very light airy color pallet.  I make my way to the second floor and look around.  I walk along the glass safety wall running my hand along the brass top rail looking down to the first floor.  For some reason I don't remember I just jump right off the second floor balcony onto the first floor.  When I hit the hard tile floor I knew I was injured but nothing hurt.  I laid there for a second thinking about what had happened and I could feel my body rapidly repairing itself.  I could hear and feel sinew stretch and bone crack as it all moved back into position.  I eventually stood back up good as new.  I thought "that was cool" and realized I must be dreaming

Dream continued lucid.

[L]

I look around me and see a couple people standing outside of their shops trying to process what they just saw.  I am approached by a guy around my age who I thought looked like an old friend R.  I haven't seen R since I was 13 or so almost two decades ago.  He asked me how I had survived the fall.  I didn't explain it to him but told him to follow me to the second floor.  He started to run to the stairs but I call him back.  I tell him "just go up through the floor like this". I walk below the second floor balcony and fly up and put my hand through showing him he could just fly up and phase through the floor.  He walked over and floated up next to me and tried going through.  Instead of cleanly phasing through the floor his hand destroyed it raining debris from the holes.  I stop him before he makes the second floor collapse.  I hold my hands near the holes he made and concentrate to rebuild the floor.  I could feel an energetic force flow from my core to my palms as I repaired the floor.  I could speed or slow the repairing by increasing or decreasing the energy flow to my hands.  The holes finally closed and the floor was fixed.  I fly back down to help some people who got bit by the debris that fell down.  A person who was manning a kiosk had a glass vase that was broken.  I find the majority of the pieces of the vase and gather them up on the floor.  I kneel down and place my hands over the vase fragments concentrating the reparative energy from my core to my hands to the vase.  I could hear the glass scratch and clink as the fragments shoot back together one by one rebuilding the vase.  The repair is going slow so I amp up the energy flow watching the rest of the vase fuse back together in a split second.  I lose recollection here
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: Oneironautical1 January 13, 2014, 12:46:25 AM
Had the first lucid in a while too bad it was only because I couldn't fall back asleep in the early morning.  I'm in a new apartment on the second floor and the turbine on the roof needs oil.  It sounds neurotic but the long groan from it every few seconds kept me up for a while lol.

[L/F]

I WILD into the dream after a long stint of laying awake unable to get back to sleep.  I am at my parents house in the back yard.  I jump up onto the roof and then fly above the house to look around.  I think to myself "I don't have much time until my alarm wakes me up".  IWL it was only about 45 mins until my alarm would go off last I had checked.  I fly toward the highway that is at the end of the street it's always a source of DC to interact with.  I am about thirty feet above the highway and see some people walking into the vet clinic and gas station across the street.  I notice an attractive woman and fly over and follow her into the vet clinic.  I quickly walk up and grab her ass from behind.  She looks back and reaches around grabbing mine.  I'm grinding against her kissing her neck when I lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 January 23, 2014, 03:21:52 AM
[l/F]
I begin recollection in a large open dimly lit banquet hall with high ceilings and red velvet curtains adjourning the walls.  The few chandeliers in the corners cast an orange hue throughout the large room.  Groups of people mill about talking and eating, some I recognize some I don't.  I can't remember how I became lucid but I did.  I decided to try flying but with intense concentration I could only get a couple feet off the floor.  I quickly realized I needed to relax rather than force it.  I breathe and relax concentrating on moving energy to my feet to push myself upward.  The energy moving me upward felt like the repulsive force of two like magnetic poles beneath my feet.  I was off the ground but very unstable since I was essentially standing on a platform or propulsive energy.  I try moving more of the same energy to the palms of my hands to stabilize myself facing my palms down Iron Man style.  This method of flight seems to help if I can't just propel my whole body through the air but it has it's limits.  I find it a lot harder to reach really fast speeds when using said method.  

I am able to slowly reach the ceiling and awkwardly drift around the room.  As I float around I realize I am actually bent forward at the hips in an awkward hunched position.  I think to myself "this must be the position my body is IWL in bed".  I look around below me and see the other people in the room are watching and pointing.  I hear a few people shout some encouraging "faster!" And "higher!"'s.  This gives me confidence and my posture straightens and I gain more control.   The energy from my hands and feet shifts encompassing my whole body.  I pick up speed and swoop down at people throwing in some loops and twists.  I lose recollection there.
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: Oneironautical1 February 02, 2014, 11:09:43 PM
Last night I took a 3mg melatonin tab at about 1:00 am when I got up to pee.  As a result I had quite a few vivid dreams last night but you know how it goes.  The more vivid the dream the more fleeting the memory.  I only recall one small fragments.

[F]
I am in the backyard of an unfamiliar house.  I lean back as if in a giant sling shot.  I grip the non existent bands to my left and right pulling inward and launch myself over the neighborhood.  I land at the edge of a park, take a look around and launch myself again.

I'm going to try the melatonin again tonight and wright an entry in the morning when I have better recollection.

 
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: Shellidfl February 03, 2014, 06:28:00 PM
Sounds like a really cool way to travel.  I may just have to borrow your non-existent sling shot! ;)
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: Oneironautical1 February 03, 2014, 10:10:19 PM
Sounds like a really cool way to travel.  I may just have to borrow your non-existent sling shot! ;)

It was cool, it reminded me of how in the movies Spiderman would attach two web lines and walk back to shoot himself long distances.

Last night:

Was a disaster.. I don't know if what I ate was bad or it was something else going on but I had really bad heart burn and felt queasy. I laid down at about 11:30 trying to fall asleep for a couple hours.  At around 1:30 am or so I'd had enough and got up and made my self puke to empty my stomach.  It helped and I could finally fall asleep but never did try the melatonin and was so tired by then I slept very deeply and didn't have any real recollections.
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: Shellidfl February 03, 2014, 10:15:34 PM
Well, let's hope you literally got "it" out of your system, and have a much better night tonight!
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: Oneironautical1 February 09, 2014, 03:33:26 PM
Haven't had time to write before work so I only remember a couple fragments from the last few nights.

[F]
I am at a small mom and pop gym.  I am talking to a trainer or employee about what type of plan I would buy.  He asked me what my workout would consist of at home.  I tell him mostly all free weights and running for cardio.  He suggested the basic plan and I agreed.

[F]
I am at a warehouse, there are 15 foot high rows of shelves all filled with boxes in every direction.  I ask a person to help me box up my items.  I reach out my hand toward an open box on the ground moving it onto the table next to the person using telekinesis.  He runs some tape along the top to seal it and I flick my hand at the tape cutting it from the roll.  The guy says thanks and I nod and take my package.

[F]
I am with a group of men I don't recognize.  I tell them not to forget the leashes because they have to pretend to be dogs for the vet to help them. This one made me laugh when I woke, maybe they were shape shifters?
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: Oneironautical1 February 15, 2014, 07:46:07 PM
[L/F]
I begin recollection outside, in an apartment complex I don't recognize.  Its late evening with the sun setting casting a pink/orange hue across the sky.  There is a group of people standing in the parking lot for some reason I don't remember anything going on they are just gathered there.  I decide to get out of there via flight.  I bend at the knees a little and launch myself into the air using a combination of a jump and self propelled flight.  I shoot up extremely fast and reach a decent height around 100 feet in the air and then propel myself forward toward another tall building in the distance.  As I'm flying I notice I'm having trouble finding a aerodynamic position IE body horizontal to the ground and can't straighten one leg.  I realize I must be dreaming and that my leg wont straighten easily because I'm probably asleep with the bent. 

I am lucid and flying now and struggle to stay in the air once I realize that I'm dreaming.  I land on a rooftop of a five story brick building in my path.  I look around at the unfamiliar city.  It reminded me of a city in California being in a valley and seeing everything for miles from such a relatively small building.  I am looking in the distance when I notice a plane flying extremely low like it was about to crash.  It passes over me still standing on the roof.  I fly up to see if I can stop it from crashing.  I get beneath the tail of the play and outstretch my arms and try grasping the plane.  The thin metal skin of the plane buckles and folds like paper as I try grab it.  I feel around until I feel a piece of the frame and grab it.  I don't try to just stop the plane in mid air because it would probly just rip apart.  Instead I try to gradually slow its decent without applying too much pressure.  I either woke up then or just lost recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 February 22, 2014, 03:02:39 PM
[F]
I am sitting in a recliner watching my nephew play on the floor.  He walks over and says something I can't remember and brings a blanket over to me and lays it in my lap.  He starts climbing up on the side of the recliner and gets in my lap and lays in my lap to take a nap.  I smile and put my hand on his warm back.

[D]
I am on a large boat, it looked similar to a row boat but about 20 feet long each side lined with people.  We are in a dark tunnel with a lit platform to the left side of the boat and a wall about a foot to the right.  I see a couple of guys I knew from school that were a couple grades ahead of me.  They walk past people making snide remarks and laughing before sitting down on the right side of the boat.  I keep watching them snickering to each other and they notice me.  They keep giving people around them a hard time I don't remember anything being said but everyone around them looked annoyed.  I cup my hands around my mouth and yell "Shut the fuck up or get off!".  When I yelled my voice boomed as if it was coming from a giant loud speaker.  The two guys quickly stopped fooling around and one got up to confront me.  He walked over with a shitty grin on his face.  As he walks over I remain seated and take a deep breath and say "You used to be able to mess with me back then but not anymore."  My voice was calm and articulate but so loud and booming the entire tunnel quaked and dropped debris.  I lose recollection here.
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: Oneironautical1 February 28, 2014, 11:22:40 PM
[L/F]
I WILD to my parents back yard.  The yard was much greener than IRL nowadays and the house is in better shape too.  It seems I must be further back in my memory of the place.  I decide to see how high I can fly straight up.  I slowly rise into the air and when I get about 20 feet off the ground my vision starts to fade to black.  I concentrate to try to bring back my vision and I wake up in bed.

[D]
I am standing outside across the street from my childhood friend's house.  It's an overcast cold day and a thick blanket of snow covers the yards and street.  I notice a couple kids playing in the street and walk over to see what they are up to.  I get to the edge of the street and see the kids have a shovel and are beating on a large mound of snow.  I take the shovel from one of the kids and give the mound of snow a whack.  When I lift the shovel a large taco had appeared on the snow mound.  I start laughing and so do the kids, I smash the taco with the shovel and suddenly a large burrito appears where it was.  I keep smashing the random Mexican food items as they transmute when I hit them. I'm standing in the snowy street laughing like a maniac and smashing food with a shovel when I notice something in the sky.  I pause and look up telling the kids "It's here, get ready it's coming!".  A large transparent sphere lowers out of the sky and stops next to me about a foot off the ground.  I quickly jump into the sphere and I'm immediately free floating inside the sphere.  I look at the kids outside of the sphere,  "hurry get in before it leaves!".  They jump in and we are all floating around inside of the sphere.  I tell them it will take us anywhere we want to go in an instant.  I felt rushed to tell the sphere where to take us as if I didn't immediately it would  kick us out or leave.  I quickly blurt out "Africa!  Take us to Africa!".  The two kids and I are floating in the sphere when the environment outside of it vanishes in a flash.  All of a sudden we are flying over an African savanna.  I look below me and there are trees and rocky outcrops with animal herds dotting the plains.  I lose recollection here.
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: Shellidfl March 01, 2014, 10:06:44 AM
That would be a very cool way to travel.  I picture one of those giant sized clear spheres that people have for "walking on water"... :crazy:
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: Oneironautical1 March 01, 2014, 07:52:39 PM
That would be a very cool way to travel.  I picture one of those giant sized clear spheres that people have for "walking on water"... :crazy:

Very similar but it was zero G inside which was cool.  Its actually something that I unconsciously borrowed from a scifi movie I liked as a kid "Explorers".
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: Oneironautical1 March 05, 2014, 12:09:13 AM
[F]
I am in a the street of a city that appears old European, cobblestone street and small densely packed buildings.  I make my way along the sidewalk and spontaneously begin flying instead of walking.  I am about four or five feet above the sidewalk and am slowly following the sidewalk.  I don't have the best control of my flight as I awkwardly bumble along.  I concentrate on controlling the energy throughout my body to gain better control of my flight.  I pick up speed zipping along the street and around corners.  I fly past a woman narrowly missing running into her.  She whips around to see what just flew past her and I do a u-turn around a lamp to fly back and apologize.  I don't remember any exchange between us.  While paused floating in front of her I see another person go flying past and shoot around a street corner out of sight. It takes a moment to register who or what it was but it was a villain from an anime I used to watch.  I am still paused in the air next to the woman when I create a ball of energy in my hand and fire it in the direction of the villains path.  The energy ball shoots down the street and I gesture at it to make it round the corner and it quickly explodes behind a building.  I take chase after the villain flying down the street.  I get to the corner pause and launch at a perfect right angle down the other street.  The villain is waiting as I fly toward him firing small energy blasts as I close in.  He is standing at the dead end of the street surrounded by buildings bracing himself for my attack with a fiendish smile on his face.  I land about 20 feet in front of him and quickly bring my hands in front of me and gather as much energy between them as I can.  A ball of yellow energy forms between my hands rapidly growing in brightness and density.  My perspective shifts to third person as I unleash a blinding barrage of small energy blasts yelling "GATLING GUN!".  I lose recollection here.
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: Oneironautical1 March 10, 2014, 12:16:49 AM
[F]
I am watching men trying to subdue a woman.  She kept struggling and they couldn't keep her still.  A crooked smile came across her face as she inhaled a deep breathe and let out an ear splitting scream.  All the men holding her down grabbed their heads and fell over in agony.  I was as effected as the other men were I could only hear a muffled scream and felt a vibrating pressure in my ears but no pain.  I just stood and watched as she stood and ran off down the street.  I lose recollection here.

The last fragment was from night before last it was the only one of many vivid dreams that have stuck in my head until writing tonight.
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: Oneironautical1 March 13, 2014, 12:21:00 PM
[F]
I am at my parent's house standing in a doorway.  Strange things keep happening around me in the room.  The door would open and close randomly and objects being knocked down and moved.  My mom comes in to see what the noise was.  I shrug and tell her I don't know whats going on.  I look around the room as everything is going nuts and see a small pinprick of light zipping around the room.  I think, "is it a fairy?!"  I try catching it but it just flies right between my fingers and out of my grasp.  I slowly creep up on and quickly cup my hands around it trapping it.  I could feel it bouncing around inside my hands trying to escape.  I run to the front door of the house and toss it outside. 

Next thing I remember my whole family is eating dinner at the table and talking about what just happened with the fairy.  I asked my Mom where it had come from and she said my nephew had given it to me.  I started feeling regret having gotten rid of it as if it was a friend that had brought me good fortune.  I asked how I could get it back and she told me the only way to get it back would be for everyone else to find one for themselves first.

There were many other fragments but I can't remember them.  If I do I'll edit this post..
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: Shellidfl March 14, 2014, 01:16:42 PM
You probably did a better thing by letting it go.  I don't think they like to be caged, if you remember from Peter Pan. :razz:
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: Oneironautical1 March 31, 2014, 02:14:12 PM
I got a new bed about 2 weeks ago and since then I've either been sleeping really well or not well enough because my recollection has been pretty poor.  Hopefully I'll get back to normal soon.

[D]
I am walking through a large open room kind of like a convention center.  There is a large crowd of people gathered in front of a small building with five or six booths serving people.  I make my way through the crowd to the front of one of the lines to one of the booths.  The person behind the glass at the booth asks if I have a token.  I shrug and tell him I don't.  He tells me to move along as a couple people push their way in and scan a large card at the booth and walk away.  I back up to get a better look at the fronts of the booths.  I can't remember much but I came to the conclusion that people are signing up for temp jobs at the booths by scanning their card.  I don't need a job so I just walk away shaking my head at the madness around the booths.  As I'm walking away I head a female voice call out for me to wait.  I turn around and a woman jogs up to me asking if I still needed a job.  I told her no I work at Radioshack even through IRL I don't and that I get enough hours there.  I remember sitting down and chatting with her it was a friendly conversation but I don't remember anything else about it.


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: Oneironautical1 April 02, 2014, 12:47:07 AM
Lots of fragmented vivid dreams last night only could remember these couple.

[F]
I am at a school I don't recognize it looks similar to my college with brown brick walls and rounded corner stairwells.  I am walking up the stairwell when I start to fly up instead of walking.  The stairwell keeps going up and up and I eventually stop on an unknown level of this seemingly infinitely tall building.  I look over one of the guard rails and down the open space that goes all the way to the bottom floor.  I look down and see I'm about twenty floors up and get a little vertigo from the height.  I think to myself "Well, since you're dreaming you could just jump off and be fine but could you without waking up?"  I never remember becoming truly lucid during this fragment so it was odd I thought that.  I don't remember accepting my self proposed challenge I lose recollection there.

[F]
I am playing one on one basketball with a woman I don't recognize.  The ball wasn't a basketball though, it was a half inflated beach ball.
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: Oneironautical1 April 10, 2014, 11:45:14 AM
[F]
I am behind a large building in a small L shaped parking lot. I had been shopping inside and was shocked when I noticed all the cars were covered in a thick layer of ice and snow.  I find my car parked behind a silver corvette that had double parked and blocked me in.  I get in my car and try starting the car and nothing happens not a peep from the car.  I turn the key again and get a couple drawn out cranks.  I wait a few seconds and try again and it cranks a little more and finally starts.  I put the car in drive and start driving forward.  The windshield is almost completely obscured by ice and snow and I drive a few feet when I remember the card that had double parked in front of me.  I keep driving and notice its not there anymore and he must have moved it.

[D]
I exit the same building as the previous fragment but this time instead of everything being covered in snow and ice the parking lot is gone.  The entire lot had been torn up to the dirt and there were no cars to be found.  I walk into the empty dirt lot trying to find my car.  I make my way around a corner of the building to a larger open area where a building is being erected.  I see my car with a large ball of mangled re-bar sitting on the hood and the windows smashed.  I find the first construction worker I can and start yelling at him.  "What the fuck happened?!"  as I'm going off on the one worker more and more start gathering around.  None of the construction workers say a word they just stare blankly as more gather around.  I start to think "They immensely out number me and if they wanted to get rid of me there wouldn't be much I could do."  The workers all start closing in and I run for a near by fence and manage to scamper over it before any of them get to me.  

I hit the ground on the other side of the fence and run down a small alley and see an asian guy carrying a box.  I ask him if he has a phone I can borrow and he says yes and hands me a small flip phone.  The phone was incredibly light and felt almost like a toy rather than a proper phone.  I try dialing 911 and end up pressing 942..  I clear the phone and try again, 9-1-4, DAMN IT!  I try 2 more times and STILL can't manage to dial it right and hand the phone back to the guy.  As I do I see the construction workers have managed to climb the fence and are coming down the alley toward me.  I tell the asian guy they are after me and ask if he has a gun or something.  He pops open the box he was carrying and its full of bottle rockets.  He grabs a match and starts lighting bottle rockets and shooting them down the alley at the group of construction workers.  He tells me to get out of there while he holds them back.  I make a break for it and lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 April 26, 2014, 12:34:47 PM
[D]
I am sitting against a chain link fence at the back of a field behind my elementary school.  I am accompanied by two other guys I can't recall what they look like but I do remember conversing with them.  We were talking about the last time we went to "The Tournament" and how we should have a lot of fun since its inter-dimensional this time and should yield better competition.  I look to my right and see a wall of a large grey industrial building in the middle of the field where it shouldn't be.  The building was behind what looked like a tear between dimensions, no building just a wall surrounded by a blurred shroud.

I suddenly got the feeling that we were about to get left behind if we didn't get to the building immediately.  I jump up and tell the other guys to hurry and follow me to the building.  I run and jump in a large open window and make it into the building.  I look back and see one of my companions is about to be left behind the closing portal to the building.  I yell "Hurry up Hiei!" and try to teleport over to him to bring him in.  I feel myself disappear then reappear in a flash still in the same place, I had just missed it and the portal had closed.  I look around the building I ended up in.  It was lit only by dim window light and completely dark stone grey on the floors, walls and ceiling.  The area I was in was filled with people milling about I assume on their way to "The Tournament".  I lose recollection here.
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: Shellidfl April 26, 2014, 02:59:52 PM
Very cool dream, Onei1!  Too bad it didn't make you lucid, tho'.
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: Oneironautical1 May 02, 2014, 10:26:38 PM
[F]
I am outside somewhere laying I the ground in snow and ice.  I feel the urge to fart and rip a long hot fart.  I feel the hot air fill up my pants and it makes me think I just crapped my pants.  Still laying on the ground I reach down to my ass and feel a lump on my ass and realize I did just crap my pants.  I look around and the few people scattered here and there aren't paying any attention.  I sheepishly shimmy along the ground to a wall behind a dumpster and pull off my underwear balling up the crap inside.  I lose recollection there.

[D]
I am outside in an open playground area surrounded by red brick apartment buildings about four storeys tall.  It's night time and the playground is lit only by the dim surrounding city light and a couple lamps here and there.  There is a young boy  standing near an open area yelling for help, I look above him and there are two flying vehicles circling above him.  I run over and ask him what's going on, he replies "They're attacking him we have to help him!".  I look and the vehicles are shooting what looks like thin air but their projectiles are impacting something.  I think to myself "it must be a spirit of some sort and I have to concentrate to be able to see it.  I feel the energy in my body change as I phase into the higher vibration of the spirit.  I can now see a giant humanoid sillouette hunched over on its hands and knees being pummeled by shots from the aircraft.  I forget the transition to the later part.

Smash cut to me standing in the same playground but there is now a huge crowd filling the area.  The aircraft that where attacking the spirit are parked hovering above the crowd.  A man in a military uniform that looked high ranking is standing on an open platform of one of the aircraft speaking to the crowd.  He had a deceitful grin on his face as he spoke, he was definitely up to no good.
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: Oneironautical1 May 17, 2014, 02:19:16 PM
I haven't had any interesting recollections for quite a while and early mornings straight to work have hindered any writing.

Last night:

[D]
I begin seeing myself in third person driving through a city.  I feel like I'm driving recklessly for some reason, weaving in and out of traffic.  I pass under a bridge and narrowly swerve around a car stopped at a stop sign clipping it with the back of my car.  My view cuts to inside the car I hit and a woman is cursing and yelling that I had better pull over.  I panic and keep driving getting onto the highway and speeding up to lose her.  I am now in the car driving down the highway and I feel like I'm drunk for some reason.  I realize if I am drunk and a cop pulls me over I'll be in deep shit for sure.  I see the woman behind me still managing to stay on my tail.  I see that shes on the phone and she might have called the cops.  I get the strange idea to pull over and abandon my car on the highway and hide out until I'm not drunk.  So if I do end up getting arrested it would only be for fleeing the accident and not drunk driving as well.  I get out of the car and run down the exit ramp and to a college campus. I run inside and find a chair to catch my breath.

I lose full recollection of the transition but I end up sitting in a movie theater watching something with a group of people.  I start commenting on the movie in a profane manner.  With my head rested on the chair I look to my right and a woman next to me is laughing at my riffing.  She eventually tells me to lay off the swear words and I do.  Whatever we were watching quickly ends and everyone stood up and began filing out.  

It's night out and I start walking toward the parking lot thinking. "I can't remember where I parked how the hell am I going to find my car?!"  Then I remember I left it abandoned on the freeway!  I realize its on the other side of the campus and I start to run around the building when I realize I can cut through and save some time.  I run back inside and get into an elevator and press the button for the second floor.  The elevator goes up and opens to a laboratory of some kind with men in white coats working at stations behind large windows.  I realize there is nowhere to go in the lab and jump back in the elevator.  I mash on the button to go down to the ground level again and the elevator shutters and drops down suddenly.  The elevator had stopped between floors with the door slightly ajar.  I try pushing the buttons and nothing happens I quickly drop down and slide out the door onto the first floor.  I completely lose recollection here and never make it back to my car.
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: Oneironautical1 May 26, 2014, 06:21:12 PM
[F]
I am sitting on a couch with a stranger I can't remember what he looked like or who it was just that he was a man.  The couch we are sitting on is atop an immense tower, there is literally nothing else around us only the couch perched atop the tower.  I look down at the city below us, we must be more than 100 stories above the city.  The fact that there was nothing but the couch made it seem even higher.  I have a queasy half smile on my face as I look around keeping a sweaty death grip on the leather couch.  I notice there isn't any sway to the couch and thought it was odd because even normal skyscrapers have some swaying to them at high altitudes. This being a narrow 5 ft by 3 foot tower it should be rocking back and forth like crazy.  I don't remember how but I find myself having fallen forward on the couch almost falling off and trying to claw my way back onto the seat.  I look down and notice that the small city scape hundreds of feet below us is painted on a floor about 4 feet down from the couch.. I lower myself onto the floor and lose recollection.
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: Vex May 27, 2014, 08:37:31 AM
Tricky dream floors.  :chuckle:
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: Oneironautical1 May 31, 2014, 12:08:01 PM
[D]
I begin recollection sitting on the floor in a room with a group of friends from high school.  Its a drab room with nothing on the walls, no furniture and coarse brown carpet.  It seems to be some sort of reunion being that all of my old friends from school are adults, some even wearing their old letter jackets.  Everyone is chatting and having a good time reminiscing about the old days.  I can't remember the conversation I was having but it was pleasant and had lots of smiling and laughter.  I hear a voice call out over a loud speaker, "Number 89" and everyone in the room looks down at their small tag of paper with a number on it.  I look at mine and its 6 digits long.  I sit for a while longer chatting and a couple other numbers get called and the corresponding person leaves the room.  I realize, if the numbers they are calling are in numerical order I'm never going to get called in.  I stand up off the floor and walk out of the room into a large auditorium.  The auditorium is completely empty aside from 2-3 people sitting at a folding table talking to one of my old classmates.  I walk up and ask them if the numbers are being called in order or if its just random because my number being so long I may never get called.  I don't remember getting an answer and the people at the table just keep talking to the original person they had called in.  I brush it off and look around the auditorium and at the very back there are huge flames belching forth from open double doors.  I think "Is there a gas leak or something whats going on?!"  I could feel the heat coming from the flames all the way at the other side of the auditorium.  I point out the fire to the people at the table and they quickly jump to their feet and run for the exit.  We make it outside and when I look to my left there is a man standing against a raised flower bed staring at us.  I look closely and notice its the actor Ryan Gosling.  One of the men that was at the table inside tells us to hurry and don't look at him! I laugh to myself at how absurd the whole situation is and follow the man and my classmate up a hill.  As we are running away Ryan is walking rapidly in the other direction with his head turned looking over his shoulder never breaking eye contact.  The man from inside yells "DON'T LOOK HIM IN THE EYES!"  I laugh thinking "What is he a vampire or something?"  and then I look up at Ryan and all of a sudden I turn and start robotically marching toward him.  The man from inside is able to grab my arm and snap me out of it and help me run up the hill.  I wake up.
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: Oneironautical1 June 09, 2014, 10:36:23 AM
[F]
I am in the front room of my parents house but it looks different than my parents house IRL.  The furniture is arranged differently and the room its self is a little smaller and with a different shape.  I am standing talking to my mother who is sitting in the corner reading the newspaper.  The doorbell rings and I answer it.  An old friend of mine A comes in with a woman I don't recognize.  He smiles and says hello and pulls out a joint from his jacket pocket.  He asks if I want to smoke some weed with him and I grin and agree.  When I do he lights it up right in my parents house and I have to grab him and yank him outside.  I remember smoking outside with him and the woman until I lose recollection.

[F]
In this one all I remember is my mom standing in her garage giving me a ziplock bag with a piece of paper in it.  I look closely and it has a signature from Harrison Ford with a short note above it.  I can't remember what the note said but I remember my mom smiling and saying I can have it.
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: Oneironautical1 June 15, 2014, 11:00:43 AM
[F]
I am working as a cashier at some store like a Dollar General or something.  I am one of only two cashiers and the line in each lane is 10 people deep.  The first customer had only a few items but none of them would scan at the register so I had to manually type in the UPC.  I look over and my other cashier has up and left with a line of increasingly upset customers.  I yell to another co-worker to hop on the line and start checking people out.  I can't remember much else aside from the stress of the moment.
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: Oneironautical1 June 25, 2014, 10:38:20 AM
[D]
I begin recollection outside on a bright warm day atop a very steep large hill.  There is a winding road that weaves down the hill in long curves.  I start running down the hill and realize I'm catching a lot of air because of how steep it is.  With every stride I get longer and longer airtime until I eventually just jump out and become horizontal with the road flying a few feet above it.  I have my arms stretched out at my sides tilting and turning following the road down the hill.  I reach the bottom and land with a slide digging my heel into the ground making a large divot in the loose white rocks of the road.  I notice the rock drive is a private drive leading up to  a large house in the distance.  I run toward the house feeling and hearing the rocks crunching under my feet it was all very vivid.  I don't remember fully realizing I was dreaming so I wouldn't count it as a lucid but I knew I could make my self run unrealistically fast if I tried.  I moved my legs faster and faster until it sounded like a drum roll on the ground and I zip up to the front of the house stopping with slide kicking up the gravel.  The house was a large two story plantation style mansion with large white pillars surrounded by perfectly manicured grass and a small white gazebo to the right.  I walk over to a small grassy hill and see a couple guys standing there watching me approach.  They turned out to be the actors/comedian Ice Cube and Kevin Hart.  Kevin looks at me and asks how I did that.  I assume he meant the flying down the hill and I smile and tell him tell him "Just believe that you can".  As I tell him I launch myself into the air and stop about thirty feet up. I jokingly yell to them "Just Peter Pan that shit!" and start doing some loops and curves.  At one point I am about fifty feet up and shoot down toward the ground to pull up and do a loop just before hitting the ground.  While flying toward the ground  I got a little of the falling dream butterflies in my stomach. Luckily I was able to tell myself I am in control and pulled up at the last minute making a long arching loop upside down and back.

[F]
I lose recollection of the transition to this fragment of the dream.  I am chasing someone at the same house as before.  I don't know who they were, why they were running or why I was trying to catch them.  I am flying after them a few feet off the ground and they run into a large white brick building and lock the door.  I think "No problem I'll just phase through the wall" and I do.  I'm now inside the building and the person I was chasing isn't there but I walk to the nearest door and begin phasing through it pushing my hand through first.  This time however it felt different, almost thicker and I had a strange feeling like I shouldn't proceed.  I stop and pull my hand out of the door and walk through the wall to my left back outside the building.  When I do there is a group of a couple people standing next to a large rolling chalk board with a diagram stuck to it.  A woman shows me that beyond that wall if I had proceeded I would have ended up on Mars.  She explained there was a dimensional barrier of some kind that when passed linked the building to the planet Mars.  I felt relieved that I didn't go through because I don't know what would have happened if I had.
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: Vex June 25, 2014, 11:27:47 AM
Just Peter Pan that shit. Awesome advice.  :goodjob:
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: Oneironautical1 June 29, 2014, 10:56:17 PM
[F]
I'm in a house I don't recognize and I'm sorting through my laundry I had just washed.  I remember two women I half recognize walking past and smiling.  I got a warm feeling about them something I hadn't felt in a long time.  I would compare it to the trusting smile of a good friend even though I knew I didn't know them.  They went into the other room and I could hear them chatting and having fun.  I frantically sort and fold my clothes to join them.  I lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 July 02, 2014, 10:35:01 PM
[F]
I'm at my parents house and I look outside and it's snowing.  There is already almost a foot of snow accumulated on the ground.  I walk to the back room and see the dogs are outside.  They see me and walk over to the door as I open it to let them in.  I walk outside and look around and last thing I can remember I am running and jumping from back yard to back yard at inhuman speed.

[F]
I am outside in a city at night, I don't recognize anything but it still felt familiar.  I am looking for my car outside of a convenience store walking along a small row of parking spaces covered by a metal I roof.  I begin to worry when I can't seem to find it and come to the conclusion that it was either stolen or towed.  I go in and ask the clerk if he saw anything but he says he didn't.  Next thing I remember I am talking to a tow company that works for the city describing my situation.
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: Oneironautical1 July 12, 2014, 10:41:42 PM
[F]
I begin recollection outside I'm in a city that seems a little run down.  There aren't any very tall buildings mostly one or two storey buildings that need some serious tending to.  I remember chasing someone but I can't remember who.  We are both running and jumping up walls and from building to building.  It was like some super human parkour chase.  I got to the top of a rusty green water tower and realize I've lost them.  I look around below me and see a small playground with over grown grass and rusted equipment.  I lose recollection here.

There were many more fragments but after the entire day I can only reliably remember that one.
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: Oneironautical1 July 14, 2014, 08:54:39 PM
[F]
I am outside in a grassy field next to a single small brown brick office building with golden tinted windows and about ten storeys tall.  I don't remember why but I am holding a man by the front of his collar.  I state to someone, "I'll get him to talk." as a fiendish grin slithers onto my face.  I immediately launch into the air pulling the guy with me reaching the top of the office building.  With arm stretched behind me I drag him to the opposite edge of the roof and when I pull him around it's not a man anymore.  I'm clenching a Superman action figure in my hand holding it out over the edge of the building.  The absurdity of it all hits me and I laugh and lose recollection or had woken up.

[F]
A friend of mine C had stolen keys to my car and I was trying to catch him.  I also remember the setting as a large empty factory of some kind.  Lots of red and brown metal and a long open assembly line.

Last night I fell asleep really early and had a lot of vivid fragments in the early morning that are completely gone now.
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: Vex July 15, 2014, 11:10:25 PM
What a tricky way for a DC to get away.  :chuckle:
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: Oneironautical1 July 25, 2014, 08:36:26 PM
[F]
I am in some kind of large space ship, but it seemed artificial almost computer generated.  There were large platforms separated by empty space and connected by catwalks.  The intricate densely packed structure went on in every direction and a white haze blocked an infinite view.  I hear a faint undulating chant in a foreign language.  As I look around I see there are people standing and sitting in place looking up with their eyes closed and smiling.  They are all chanting some short 4 syllable chant repeating it over and over.  I start walking from platform to platform and notice the chanting is getting louder and the people are getting more densely packed.  I start to get a little dizzy and feel a pressure in my ears and put my hands on my ears.  I'm still stumbling forward eventually wading through a crowd of people all chanting and the pressure in my ears is getting unbearable.  I manage to lift my head and see a woman standing surrounded by all the chanting people and I wake up.  When I woke up I noticed one of my ear plugs I wear to sleep is missing.

I really wish I had time to write before I have to get to work.  I had more fragments I just can't remember anything about them anymore.
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: Shellidfl July 26, 2014, 08:51:33 AM
I've gone back to getting up earlier just for that very reason, O.1.  It is usually helpful for me...
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: Oneironautical1 July 26, 2014, 12:18:27 PM
I've considered it but I can't get myself to go to bed early or wake up early to reset my sleep schedule.

[D]
I'm in a shopping mall sitting at a large round table at the food court.  There is a man in a black coat sitting across from me.  We're both talking about how we were able to tackle our alcoholism.  He had attended AA and explained how having that support group really helped him.  I explained how support groups aren't for everyone and that I did it on my own and couldn't have stuck with a support group.  As we are talking a woman in a black dress walks up to the table and sits down.  It turns out to be M, a person I knew since elementary school and through to high school.  We ran in different social circles and never really knew each other.  She looked great she had definitely been taking care of her self.  We exchange flirtatious small talk and eventually the other guy at the table brings up AA again.  M gets a worried look on her face and excuses her self and walks away.  I look over at the guy in the coat and shoot him a "what the fuck?!" look.  We both get up and follow her around the corner.  She is talking into a department store just around the corner and disappears.  We follow and when I get into the store it doesn't really look like a store it turns into a living room of a house.  The room looks decorated in old 1950s furniture with wood panels on the walls and a fire burning in the fire place.  I notice a small piece of paper on a coffee table.  I pick it up and its an article torn from the news paper.  It was an article about Ms father having died due to alcoholism I can't remember if it was drunk driving or what.  It made me realize she didn't want to have anything to do with someone who even had a problem with alcohol.  I lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 July 30, 2014, 11:17:47 AM
Before I went to bed I set aside a melatonin tab to take when I had my inevitable early morning bathroom run.  I took it around 3:30 am and easily fell back asleep.  I've found this can lead to more vivid dreams if I don't take it every night.

[L]
I begin recollection laying on the ground I can feel the grass and dirt on my face and hands.  I look to my left and can see out a doorway of a shed.  I see incredibly green grass a single tree to the right and a bright yellow sun.  I look at the sun and realize I can look at it without hurting my eyes.  I continue to look at the Sun and get a strange feeling that I shouldn't look too long or something bad could happen.  I get these feelings alot in dreams they feel as if I don't look away from whatever ominous thing I'm staring at something bad will happen.  This makes me realize I must be dreaming and that there is nothing to be afraid of.  I look deeper at the sun and start to see solar flares arching from its surface and the churning plasma that comprises it.  I am still laying on the ground and finally stand up.  I am wearing my school backpack for some reason and its really heavy.  I try to fly and I make it about five or six feet in the air and feel as if the backpack is weighing me down.  I think the backpack shouldn't weigh me down and I just have to remember the weight isn't real.  I can feel the energy that had propelled me into the air switch from underneath my feet to filling my entire body.  I fly high up and look down at the shed and tree now far below me.  I see an old car tire propped up against the shed.  I hold out my hand and pull it into the air in front of me.  I bring both hands toward the tire and draw them apart in front of the tire expanding it from a two foot tire to a fifty foot giant tire.  I laugh and gesture toward the giant tire to roll it forward.  I see a large office building a little further ahead and roll the giant tire toward the building.  I am floating high in the air behind the tire as I roll it into the building.  The tire easily tears through the building slowly demolishing it.  I remember thinking the building wasn't really behaving the way a real building would by slowly only crumbling against the tire.  I assumed the building would topple and collapse as soon as its structure was compromised.  I pull the tire back from the building with another flick of my wrist. I gesture at the tire again and make some small spikes appear on the tire's tread.  I concentrate harder and make the spikes bigger and roll the tire back into the building fully demolishing it.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am at a movie theater with a woman I don't recognize.  She was cute and looked a bit younger than me.  We both walk into a small theater, it was only about 25 feet square and about 20 seats.  The entrance was below the screen and we walk up the only aisle in the middle.  She runs ahead of me toward the projection room and walks through the wall and the projector into the room.  I laugh and see her inside smiling gesturing for me to follow her in.  I walk forward and push my head into the wall first.  There was a little bit of resistance as I phase through the wall then the projector seeing gears and electronics as I make my way through it.  I end up in the projection room and lose recollection here.

[F]
I remember holding my nephew and lifting him up onto my shoulders but I can't remember anything else.
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: Shellidfl July 30, 2014, 07:03:06 PM
May have to try this as well - the Melatonin, and maybe the tire thing as well, O1!
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: Oneironautical1 August 04, 2014, 06:06:03 PM
[F]
I see a giant serpentine dragon covered in white feathers flying above a large hill.  I remember thinking it is waiting for a sacrifice of a young child.  I turn to confront someone about the sacrifices and how they need to stop.  When I turn I see a large monitor lizard with white speckled dark scales and wide horizontal fins running along its body.  It is walking away from a small fire behind it as it turns into a man wearing what looked like a fusion of western and eastern medieval armor.  As he saunters toward me he states with a facetious tone "All this after I gave you a perfectly adequate soul from the Everlasting Dragon.."

[F]
I am laying on the ground looking into the eyes of a dog.  Its was an Australian Shepherd laying on its side looking at me.  I am staring into its light hazel eyes and I remember remarking how round and human its iris's looked.  I can feel my pillow against my cheek and I wake up.
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: Oneironautical1 August 07, 2014, 05:38:39 PM
[D]
I am in my parents back yard it looks like its dusk and getting dark outside.  I am looking at a white long haired cat perched on the base of the portable basketball hoop.  The cat is craning its neck to sniff the nose of a spotted bird dog doing the same, both getting as close as they can to sniff without touching noses.  The cat jumps down and walks toward the back door and I follow it inside.  I get inside and the cat is gone but a woman in white is standing just inside the door.  Shes quite attractive with loosely fitting white clothing and platinum blonde hair in a messy bob cut.  She smiles a toothy Cheshire Cat grin and walks toward the front of the house and out the front door.  I follow her and stop at the door watching her walk into front yard.  She turns and stands in the middle of the front yard looking back at the door with a modest smile.  I stand there staring bewitched by the beautiful woman standing in the yard when I see an opaque white fog start to drift across the street and yard.  She stands there still smiling as I wonder if she sees the fog and if its dangerous to be out in it.  I get the feeling the fog is something dangerous and yell for her to come back inside.  Still standing, staring, smiling, she doesn't move.  I suddenly hear a shrieking howl penetrate the deep fog.  This snaps her from her trance and she turns to look behind herself with a look of panic on her face.  She runs across the yard up the steps and back inside grabbing my shoulders as she cowers behind me.  I slowly back away from the door as the inhuman noise continues outside. Still looking at the door I feel something poking me in the back and I turn my head and glance behind me.  I no longer see the cute blonde waif but a short decrepit hag with a long sharp nose.  She is still  clinging to my shoulders wide eyed with fear hiding from something outside.  I remember thinking I need to protect her no matter who or what she really is because something outside wants to get her, and not in a good way.

[F]
I remember being pestered by some guy.  I don't remember what he had been doing but he had been working my nerves and I finally snapped.  I stood looming over the short dumpy guy, "You're lucky I don't kick your ass you little fireplug prick!"
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: Oneironautical1 August 10, 2014, 03:57:56 PM
[D]
I am walking through a demolished building with two other guys and a dog.  One is my age and the other is an older man.  We duck and shimmy our way through the rubble and come to a drop.  The floor is gone and goes down to another about 10 feet below.  The younger guy goes first climbing down some piping that formed a makeshift ladder.  I climb down next and when I get to the bottom I see a glowing red outline of the dog projected on the floor.  The outline was also surrounded by a glowing red puddle almost like blood.  Its a little un-nerving I get the feeling that its a premonition that the dog will die when he jumps down.  I turn and look at the young guy with a look of concern as he notices the outline as well.  I look up to the floor above where the old man and the dog are still making their way down.  The dog makes it to our floor ok but when the old man gets down I see him grab the dog by the head and I turn away as I hear him break its neck.  My eyes fill with tears as I clench them shut trying to rationalize what just happened.  I open my eyes and see the other younger guy is crying as well.  I wake up a while later after some other stuff happened in the dream that I can't remember.  My eyes are still filled with tears.
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: Shellidfl August 11, 2014, 01:08:27 PM
O1 - these past 3 posts have some amazing and haunting, scary images.  But thank you for recording them here. :)
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: Oneironautical1 August 11, 2014, 05:43:35 PM
O1 - these past 3 posts have some amazing and haunting, scary images.  But thank you for recording them here. :)

Yea, I've had a few creepy dreams lately not sure why.  Last night was a little more light hearted.

[F]
I begin recollection running along side an indoor pool naked.  I close in on an older man walking with a younger woman, the man turns and says with a chuckle, "Ah a rub and tug gone wrong eh?".  I smile and push my way between them and throw open a door.  I end up in a university hallway with students milling about.  I remember running in and out of different rooms looking for something and struggling with a certain door. There was more to this fragment I can't recall anymore.  Whats funny is the entire time I was running through the school I didn't really care I was naked I just kind of shrugged it off.
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: Oneironautical1 August 13, 2014, 07:59:59 PM
[D]
I begin recollection on a basketball court in what looks like a school gym.  It looks similar to the gym at my elementary school polished wood flooring and grey walls with four basketball hoops.  I jump up and realize how easily I can grab the rim.  I assume its because its a school gym that doesn't have ten foot high rims.  I walk across the court toward a group of people shooting hoops.  There is a volleyball net strung over the half court line for some reason and I duck under it.  I shout for them to toss me the ball and they do.  I run without dribbling and see if I can get a slam dunk.  It was easy.  I'm starting to realize I'm not normally able to jump this high and test it out again.  I stand next to the volleyball net at half court and jump my eyes easily clearing the top of it.  When I reach the apex of my jump I have a really long hang time there about a second and a half before I fall back down.  I look at a kid standing on the other side of the net and remark how strange that was.  I tell him "I should be falling faster but I'm not."  He just smiles and keeps looking at me.  I jump again but not very high pulling my knees up to my chest and try to prolong my hang time again.  I end up just freezing in the air.  I release my concentration and fall back to the ground.  The kid is still watching smiling.  I sit down with my legs crossed and try to levitate.  After a little concentration I do and float about a foot off the floor.  I fly forward still sitting with my legs crossed and shoot upward in a long curve about fifteen feet in the air.  At the top I extend my legs flattening out as I flip facing the ground and land back on my feet.

[F]
This takes place also in the same gym but I don't recall the transition to it.  I am looking out of a large double door at the city below the hill we are on.  I see a commercial airliner flying in a steep decent toward the ground.  I think to myself that its going way to fast to be landing.  It disappears behind the horizon as I see a flash of light and then a second or two later a blast of wind sweeps across the city below us kicking up debris.  It reaches us with a deep BOOM!
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: Shellidfl August 14, 2014, 09:28:35 AM
[F]
I begin recollection running along side an indoor pool naked.  I close in on an older man walking with a younger woman, the man turns and says with a chuckle, "Ah a rub and tug gone wrong eh?".  I smile and push my way between them and throw open a door. 

Does the "rub and tug gone wrong" mean something?  I THINK I know what it means, but....
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: Oneironautical1 August 14, 2014, 04:48:08 PM
[F]
I begin recollection running along side an indoor pool naked.  I close in on an older man walking with a younger woman, the man turns and says with a chuckle, "Ah a rub and tug gone wrong eh?".  I smile and push my way between them and throw open a door. 

Does the "rub and tug gone wrong" mean something?  I THINK I know what it means, but....

It's a colloquialism for getting a massage and then a hand job at the end lol..  Never had that, but maybe in the dream world I had gotten fresh with a masseuse and then kicked out.  Hence why I'm running naked.
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: Shellidfl August 14, 2014, 07:30:04 PM
That's what I THOUGHT it meant... ;-D
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: Oneironautical1 August 18, 2014, 11:00:23 AM
[D]
I am outside walking down a paved path with lined with people sitting on either side.  I go around a corner and see a friend of mine, he is sitting on a small rolling platform.  I see an open platform next to him and sit down on it.  I remember exchanging dialog with him but I can't remember what we said now.  Eventually I see my friend along with everyone else close their eyes and lay back on their platforms.  I position myself to where I won't be encroaching on anyone else and their space.  I lay back on the platform and close my eyes.  I hear others around me humming and I join in with a deep hum that resonated in my chest and spread throughout my whole body.  I begin to feel like I'm swaying back and forth as I breathe deep and hum.  I suddenly find myself standing in the same area I was but it felt as if I was looking through someone else's eyes.  My vision had a strange desaturated multicolored hue kind of like the tie-dye hue when looking through a dish soap bubble.  I realize I had stopped humming and don't want to leave the altered state I'm in so I restart my humming.  I see a group of strangers standing and talking a few feet away.  I see a woman I don't know and she smiles as I approach and I'm overwhelmed with a feeling of love and acceptance.  I don't know her but she reaches out as I do as well and we hug.  I let go and she smiles and waves as I do the same while I turn to look around the area.  A large congregation of people are all happily standing and chatting, I assume its all the people that had lined the street earlier.  I lose recollection here.

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: Shellidfl August 18, 2014, 01:02:29 PM
Wow!  First I read greg lousy's return, then this.  The two dreams are so full of love! 
Thanks for this, O1! :-*
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: Oneironautical1 August 20, 2014, 12:43:28 AM
Wow!  First I read greg lousy's return, then this.  The two dreams are so full of love! 
Thanks for this, O1! :-*
Thank you for being here Shelidfl! :)

[F]
I am in my bathroom shaving my head with some clippers.  I run the clippers back through my hair and watch it cleanly cut a neat swatch out of my hair.  I remember thinking my hair looks thicker than it usually does and it may not have been as thinning as I had thought.  I keep shearing more and more off and notice I don't look half bad without hair and my head is an ok shape for a bald head.

IRL I've been thinking about buzzing my hair off since its beginning to really thin on top.  I probably will once my hair goes full on bozo..

Last night was full of short unremarkable fragments. I had fallen asleep late and woke up somewhat earlier than I wanted to but couldn't fall back asleep.
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: Shellidfl August 20, 2014, 12:49:00 PM
I probably will once my hair goes full on bozo..


I'm sorry, but...  :lmao:
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: Oneironautical1 August 20, 2014, 01:41:11 PM
I probably will once my hair goes full on bozo..


I'm sorry, but...  :lmao:

I just tell people its not a bald spot its a solar panel for a sex machine :P

[F]
I am outside doing pullups on some piece of earth moving equipment.  There are two parallel handles that I'm doing pullups on.  I am doing a lot of reps over and over and I realize my elbow isn't hurting.  IRL I just developed tendonitis in my right elbow and am taking a couple weeks off from the gym due to it. 

[F]
I am trying to cook a hunk of ground beef using my chi/ki.  I move the energy to my hands holding my palms near both sides of the hunk of meat.  I can feel the energy concentrate into my hands and then directly on a small dot on the center of my palms.  I don't see any change in the meat and concentrate harder and I can feel the energy begin to sting a little in my palms.  The meat quickly starts to sizzle and smoke and turn grey as it begins to cook.

Past couple nights have been really fragmented sleep with poor quality of sleep over all..
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: Shellidfl August 20, 2014, 09:08:51 PM
I just tell people its not a bald spot its a solar panel for a sex machine :P


OMG!  That's even BETTER!

Sucks about the poor recall.  I'm hoping for a MUCH better night myself.  Here's to all of us having great dreams AND being lucid!
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: Oneironautical1 August 22, 2014, 09:43:11 PM
[F]
I am sitting on the roof of a tall building, it was either a library or some other older style office building.  Its night out and I''m sitting looking out off the building.  My view shifts from first to third person and I can see myself sitting next to one of my co-workers.  She is also sitting on the edge of the building with her feet hanging off.  We're talking and laughing and she scoots closer.  I am back in first person and I gesture for her to come sit in my lap and she does.  I lean back and put my arms around her and we're just chilling looking out off the building.  I remember her entire body being incredibly warm and somehow knowing that mine was very cold  to the touch.

[F]
I am seeing an owl in third person talking to another bird of some kind.  The other bird tells the owl to get help and hes the only one who can "cross over".  My view follows the owl as it swoops and dives quickly flying over a lake or ocean.  Suddenly he turns sharply diving toward the surface of the water and plunges in.  My view follows him through the water only going in one direction and coming to another surface and a new environment.  He flies up and toward a power line strung between two wooden poles.  There were two large white birds perched on the wire.  He yells to them something like "Brother's join me we must fight!"  I lose recollection here.
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: Shellidfl August 23, 2014, 12:54:04 PM
The second one sounds like the book/movie Guardians of Gahoule (?spelling).  About owls.  Kidlet #2 read them a few years ago.  I only heard about it.
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: Oneironautical1 August 23, 2014, 04:27:36 PM
The second one sounds like the book/movie Guardians of Gahoule (?spelling).  About owls.  Kidlet #2 read them a few years ago.  I only heard about it.

Yea, it was definitely influenced by that movie both aesthetically and with the talking warrior Owl.  The movie was pretty but not much else which lent for a beautiful setting for my dream :)
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: Oneironautical1 August 27, 2014, 11:39:36 AM
[F]
I am running along the side of a street that doesn't look familiar.  I approach another guy running, hes a big dude obviously a bodybuilder or something.  I overtake him and smile and wave and he does as well.  He starts to catch back up and I shout over his headphones something like "I like running this circuit around Six Flags its exactly 4 miles."  He seemed pretty out of breath and just kind of smiled and nodded.  I sped back up leaving him behind.  I run past either a golf course or some fenced in open area filled with people milling about.  I turn down another street that turned into a street from my childhood neighborhood.  I realize I'm not winded even after having been running for a while.  I speed up and try to run as fast as I can.  I notice that every time I try to run really fast my feet keep hitting the ground and dragging my toes along the ground on the up stride.  I lose recollection after that.

[F]
I am standing talking to Joe Rogan and someone else about earthquakes.  I describe how weird it would be to be on a boat right by the land when an earthquake hit.  "Imagine being on a boat at a dock right by the land when BOOM! All the buildings and shit start going bonkers shaking and crumbling and just sitting there on a boat not feeling it."

I recently stopped taking Diphenhydramine to help me sleep I've been taking it at least 4 times a week and decided I should try to get away from my dependance on it.  I definitely take a while longer to fall asleep but waking up non drowsy is a fair trade off so far.
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: Shellidfl August 28, 2014, 11:59:05 AM
I recently stopped taking Diphenhydramine to help me sleep I've been taking it at least 4 times a week and decided I should try to get away from my dependance on it.  I definitely take a while longer to fall asleep but waking up non drowsy is a fair trade off so far.

Good luck, O1.  Definitely worth the trade.
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: Oneironautical1 September 02, 2014, 12:52:54 AM
Having ok sleep lately but haven't had much in the way of recall though.  Still haven't been using anything to help sleep and I seem to be getting used to naturally just dozing off.  Early this morning I had a few pretty vivid fragments but they were COMPLETELY gone after breakfast except for one I just remembered this evening.

[F]
The setting is either a school science lab or some other sort of laboratory.  White vinyl tile flooring, wooden tables with black formica tops and some overhead cabinets above sinks.  Its night and dark inside, bright moonlight fills the room with a sharp white light leaving countless dark corners.  Next thing I remember is being in a tussle with some man.  He was shirtless and covered in sweat his eyes wide with panic and a contorted expression of terror on his face.  We are each vying for control over each other while wrestling on the floor.  Winded and through clenched teeth he keeps repeating. "I don't know who I am! I don't know who I am!".  Eventually I am able to take control and hold him still.  He is still squirming, "I don't know who I am! I don't know who I am!" getting quieter and more docile with ever breath.  Finally he is quiet and still. I maneuver next to him on the floor, as we're both trying to catch our breath I get a good look at his face.  He still seems quite disturbed, sweating profusely with wide eyes and mouth agape.   I grab his shoulder and tell him "It's gonna be alright.."
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: Oneironautical1 September 03, 2014, 12:19:36 AM
Lost a lot of the details from these fragments from this morning but here is what I remember.

[F]
I am at the house of a S a fitness guy I follow online along with a few other people.  I think I was there visiting as a kind of meet and greet.   I am leaving before the group of other people and go to say by to S and shake his hand.  His hand completely enveloped mine in an iron grip so firm it stung.  I smile and tell him "It was really nice you meet you! We'll have to get together again sometime!"  He smiles and nods and I'm heading out of the house.  I run into another one of the people there and jokingly tell him about his iron grip hand shake.

[F]
I am in a class room and a woman brings out a white rabbit.  She brings it over to R who is an old friend from school to let him hold it.  He holds the rabbit out away from himself and its thrashing and trying to escape.  He brings it closer to his body and rests it on his stomach and it calms and sits still.
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: Oneironautical1 September 08, 2014, 10:30:59 AM
[F]
I am at a burger joint that looks like Burger King but not as corporatized.  I am trying to rush through because I have somewhere to be.  I order a large fry and grab it and go.  I get outside and realize I wanted a burger too and laugh at my self for being in such a rush to have forgotten.  I go back inside and order a burger and get it and go. 

Only been awake about an hour and half and can't remember the other fragment.  Something about an apartment with my old roommate meh
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: Shellidfl September 08, 2014, 12:41:51 PM
[F]
I am at a burger joint that looks like Burger King but not as corporatized.   I am trying to rush through because I have somewhere to be.  I order a large fry and grab it and go.  I get outside and realize I wanted a burger too and laugh at my self for being in such a rush to have forgotten.  I go back inside and order a burger and get it and go. 


Maybe one that will become a Tim Horton's/Burger King joint restaurant???  Timmy's to take over the WORLD Buahahahahaha!!!!!!!! :razz:
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: Oneironautical1 September 13, 2014, 12:25:16 AM
[F]
I am laying in bed and a nuclear bomb explodes in the distance.  I remember this happening at least 4 times as a reoccurring fragment.

[F]
Me and a few people are zipping through a city's down town area straddling some sort of large rail almost like a roller coaster.  We are all laid on top of the rail arms and legs wrapped under it holding on.  Somehow we are propelled along the rail through the city going up and down and in loops.

Had really crappy recall the past few days.  The first fragment was from early yesterday morning and the second was this morning.
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: Shellidfl September 13, 2014, 10:44:55 AM
Back in the early 80's when I was a young teen, I had many nuclear holocaust-type dreams.  My SC was truly into my dreams back then.

The roller-coaster type ride sounds like a lot of fun!
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: Oneironautical1 September 16, 2014, 11:31:00 AM
[F]
I am standing in the produce section at a grocery store when I see my father who has been dead for several years now standing sorting through groceries in a shopping cart.  When I see him I get an overwhelming feeling of regret and sadness.  I have the feeling that I had willingly removed him from my life.  The thought that he was actually dead doesn't even cross my mind, in this reality he is still alive and I had just cut all ties with him.  He looks up and sees me making eye contact and smiles modestly and goes back to what he was doing.  I begin to well up, my heart is in my throat and I'm almost choking.  I can't stand it any more.  I walk over and tell him how much I miss him and wish to be back in his life and him in mine.  He doesn't respond at first and just smiles exuding his trademark stoicism that further exaggerates my own extreme state.  He asks me to share some pizza with him and I lose recollection.

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: Shellidfl September 16, 2014, 08:14:40 PM
Very melancholy, O1.  Were you glad to have dreamt of him when you woke?
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: Oneironautical1 September 17, 2014, 12:18:17 AM
Very melancholy, O1.  Were you glad to have dreamt of him when you woke?

Definitely, a lot of what I felt was also elation to have seen him again.
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: Oneironautical1 September 17, 2014, 11:49:04 PM
[D]
I am outside in the front yard of an unfamiliar house.  There is a group of people outside standing around looking at a large metal object in the yard.  It was a pristine brushed metal dome sticking out of the ground.  Everyone who had gathered is keeping their distance while talking to each other about what it might be.  I walk up to it and feel a vibration emanating from it and a strong static electric charge.  I stood looking at it when all of a sudden *VVVWOM* I'm knocked to my ass by a pulse from the object.  My whole body felt like I had just been mildly electrocuted.  I stood up and walked away to see an old friend M.  She said the pulses were getting more and more frequent but they don't know why.  We decide to get on the roof of the house that the object is in the front yard of.  We climb up and lay down looking over the crest of the roof down to the object in the yard below.  I think there was some sort of conversation but I don't remember it now.  Next thing I remember the object's pulses started to get more and more frequent.  I climbed down off the roof to get another look at it on the ground.  As I approach it the pulses becoming more and more rapid the closer I got eventually building to a steady hum.  I am about 20 feet away from it when I see a red hue fill a small area of the overcast sky.  I look up to see an asteroid punch through the clouds and heading toward the ground and say to myself in a humble tone "Jesus Mary and Joseph...".  Everything suddenly goes into slow motion.  I see the pock marked oblong shaped asteroid turning end over end as it gets closer to the ground eventually impacting a couple miles in the distance.  I think to myself "well at least I'm close enough that I'll almost instantly be incinerated."  I could see the shock wave propagate across the landscape as the ground is incrementally pulverized and sent skyward.  The shock wave is almost upon me when I gesture the sign of the cross touching my head, heart and shoulders. When I do everything returns to normal speed and I'm enveloped by the searing shock wave of super heated gas and dust.  I could only feel a slight warmth for a split second and I lose recollection. 

Funny thing about the religious elements in the dream.  I'm not a religious person at all and have never been to church a day in my life aside from appeasing friends who invited me. 
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: Eithman September 18, 2014, 08:47:38 AM
Wow, interesting and scary dream! It would have made a bad ass lucid!  And that is funny about the religious symbols. Haha I guess you whip out all the stops when an asteroid is headed your way? :P
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: Oneironautical1 September 22, 2014, 10:33:28 PM
Wow, interesting and scary dream! It would have made a bad ass lucid!  And that is funny about the religious symbols. Haha I guess you whip out all the stops when an asteroid is headed your way? :P

Its odd how I was strangely comfortable with the apocalyptic scenario.  I hope I can get some more lucid time soon, maybe I can prevent the world from ending   :gladiator:

[D]
I am outside walking toward the doors of an old brick and mortar school.  People are fleeing from something all running to either hide or get out of the building.  The thought jumps in my head "Wheres P?!" my nephew who is only three years old. I push and elbow my way upstream through the crowd of people flowing out of the building repeatedly calling out his name.  I make it inside and the entire building is empty.  I call his name a couple more times.  Recollection gets fuzzy here but I am suddenly holding a tiny baby the size of a thumb in my hand.  I think its my nephew but know it can't be.  Next thing I remember I am back searching for my nephew in the empty hall of the school.  I see a large black square vent above the height of the doors with a crate below making it accessible.  I don't know why but I make my way up to the vent and pry it off and climb in the vent.  I am able to easily crawl on my hands and knees through the vent.  The light coming from the entrance to the vent begins to fade as I make my way deeper.  I turn a corner and find another vent cover and push it off.  It falls into a completely pitch black room but I never hear it land on anything.  Looking out of the vent I can't see any wall or surface what so ever.  I look into the void and realize I have a flashlight and pull it out to see if i can safely get into the room.  I shine the light into the room and see a wall directly across from the vent.  The wall is covered in strange black stone sculptures of demonic looking creatures with horns and large teeth.  I get the thought they aren't demons however but an alien race.  As I realize this I turn the flashlight from the parallel wall downward to the left.  The light reveals people sitting completely silent in a large auditorium surrounding the wall of sculptures in a semi circle.  They have completely blank expressions on their faces and seem completely indifferent to my presence not even turning their head when I shine the light on them.  I have the thought "They must be waiting for them". I lose recollection here.
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: Oneironautical1 September 23, 2014, 10:55:26 AM
[D]
I am outside at a park at around dusk.  I am with a friend J, we are walking and talking but I can't remember what about now.  We make our way to a playground with a tall metal structure that has a crows nest type platform at the top of the tower.  We climb up and stand at the top of the tower.  The playground was at the top of a large hill that let you look over the entire town.  J points out that we can see the top of another building that was the highest point in the town and was a good spot to look over the city.  I turn and look behind us and there was an closed down water park gated in by a tall chain link fence.  We both climb down  and walk over to the fence to get a closer look inside.  We are against the fence looking into the condemned park and see a thirty foot fiberglass cartoon child mascot that was also part of a slide.  The statue had paint missing in parts and holes all over.  I look closely at the hand it had raised in the air as if it were waving.  I see a swarm of insects come flying out of some of the holes.  Me and J stumble back as the swarm descends upon us.  The black swarm of small flying insects lands on my hand and quickly moves off.  I see holes instantly form as my hand instantly decays, flesh turning green then black and disintegrating.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am outside in an unfamiliar neighborhood riding a bike to get to a convenience store to get something to eat.  I get to the convenience store I was headed to and its closed and seems to have been for quite a while.  I look down a hill and see a 7-11 at the bottom maybe a mile away.  There is a very large field of tall green grass between myself and the 7-11.  I begin to walk across the field and find its a marsh like muck that I don't want to trudge through.  I think "I'll just fly there" and crouch down slightly and launch myself high into the air.  I am about 200 feet about the ground and make my way above the parking lot of the 7-11 and let go and quickly fall landing on my feet in the parking lot.

[F]
I am in what a appears to be a woman's bedroom laying on a bed.  I close my eyes meditating trying to leave my body and astral project.  I can feel myself getting really close but I'm having a little trouble climbing out of my body.  My physical body is laying on its stomach motionless but with my astral body I move my hands in front of myself and I am trying to push my way out of my physical body.  I never quite make it.
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: Oneironautical1 September 29, 2014, 12:05:27 AM
Next two fragments are from the past two days I had been too busy/lazy to write them down.


[F]
A friend of mine had convinced me to watch some movie explaining some sort of structured marketing scheme.  I had agreed to watch it since all it would cost was little time.  Turns out I was wrong.  My friend approached me after the movie ended with a clipboard in hand.  He tried going over where I would start in the organization.  I glazed over and just nodded politely and signed off on some sheet without really thinking.  I heard him mention something about "You can pay such and such now and we can work with you on the rest of it later".  This snapped me out of the trance.  I grab the clipboard and flip through the paperwork trying to see what I had just signed off on.  I tell him I'm not paying anything and I had only visited to be polite.  He kept reiterating that I had signed off on it and I'm legally obligated to pay whatever I had signed off on.  I tell him, "We'll see about that in court then because I'm not paying anything."

[F]
I am outside of a large brick office building at night.  I am walking across a grassy lawn and notice two or three grotesque pale humanoid creatures run up behind me.  They looked like humans with no hair and pail with prominent bulging veins all over their bodies.  I quickly run to a near by AC unit and kick them away as I climb onto it.  I have a feeling of annoyance rather than fear, almost like its an every day thing that's just getting old.  I turn and crouch down looking at the creatures clawing up at me.  I remember saying some nonchalant quip as I gathered energy into my hands and blasted them into dust with an energy beam.
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: Oneironautical1 September 30, 2014, 01:05:33 PM
[F]
I am sitting in an open lunch room or meeting room.  Its a cheap looking room with florescent lighting, long folding tables with those thick plastic blue chairs and ugly off white vinyl tiles.  A large black woman is speaking to the group of people sparsely seated throughout the room.  She says something about cleaning the windows on a daily basis and I mockingly nudge the person next to me about the pedantic training material.  She sees me and gives me a nasty look.  She gathers her stuff up and tells everyone "That's everything for today" and we all stand up and file out of the room.  I head out the door and toward a stairwell going up to the next floor.  The entire stairway was filled with people and I walk along side it and jump up and grab the ledge where the stairwell curves and makes its next angle upward.  I am hanging there as I look down and behind myself to see the teacher from the class glaring at me with her arms crossed.  I smile and say something like "Just kidding!" and let go and go back around to go up the stairs instead of climbing them.
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: Oneironautical1 October 05, 2014, 10:26:29 PM
[F]
I am sitting in the cab of an old chevy truck talking on a cell phone.  I am talking to K a podcaster I listen to who I assume I got a call from during their recording.  I am looking up at the sky and see it slowly fill with billowing pitch black clouds.  I describe the churning black clouds to K and he asks me to take a picture of it with my phone and send it to him.  I tell him to hold on while I do so.  I am taking a picture of the clouds as they start to descend upon the buildings.  A tentacle of the ominous black mass stretches out and spirals down toward me.  This is when I realize its not a cloud of smoke but a thick swarm of bees.  I hear the deafening hum fill the air as the swarm engulfs the truck spilling in the open window.  I could feel a million stings across my arms and legs as I lose recollection.

[F]
I am at work behind the register.  A man pays to reload a prepaid card with cash.  I count out the stack of twenties and enter the amount on the register.  I look back down at the money and realize it looks sort of like normal American bills but tiny, like scaled down 25%.  I look back at the customer and tell him this isn't real money and I can't take it.  I remember being worried about how I was going to fix the cash issue of my till since I already entered the amount and closed the transaction.
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: Oneironautical1 October 06, 2014, 12:00:03 PM
[D]
I am in a nicely furnished large office that looked like it was straight out of a business magazine.  I realize I'm alone and I could close the blinds and check out some porn.  I walk over to the door and lock it and close the blinds I turn and walk away from the door and feel a hand on my shoulder.  I turn and there is an older asian man hunched over sweating clutching a large stack of folders and papers with a wild look in his eyes.  I ask him how he got in here I just locked the door.  He explains he designed it and he knows a way to pull on it in a certain way to release the lock.  I am walking toward the door coaxing him in that direction.  I tell him with a patronizing tone "Wow really? Can you show me how you released the lock?"  The closer we get to the door he started to look increasingly worried.  Either that he couldn't replicate what he claimed or that he knew I was just tricking him to get outside to lock him back out again.  I get him back outside the office and lock the door.

I lose some transitional information here but I remember being attacked in the office by a monstrous humanoid alien.  It was about 7 feet tall with a giant head with a protruding forehead and wearing a black suit.  Somehow I manage to decapitate and immediately after being decapitated the grey skin on the skull had disappeared. The skull was transparent almost like a crystal skull.  I could see what looked like two brain hemispheres integrated into the crystalline structure of the skull.  I leave the office and talk to a security guard and tell him to leave the head in the lab of the crazy doctor because he would be the primary suspect anyway and noone would question him having killed it.  Last thing I remember is a crazy doctor in a lab coat resembling Doc Brown from back to the future run out of his lab with two crystal skulls raving about how he found the second one.
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: Oneironautical1 October 08, 2014, 10:43:49 PM
[F]
I am climbing a mountain and making my way up a shear cliff.  I see giant dark red crystal pillars jutting out of the peak.  I think to myself "This must be Blood Crystal Mountain". 

Possibly later on in the same fragment I am trying to find hand holds and foot holds on a giant structure carved into a cliff.  The form carved into the rock was too large to tell what it was but it was certainly man made. I usually get scared of the height in these types of dreams but this time I didn't.  I remember seeing I was extremely high up and only saw ground thousands of feet below me unlike the view from a mountain would be.  It was almost as if I was on a giant tower of some kind.
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: Oneironautical1 October 12, 2014, 01:01:29 AM
[DF/LD]
I am outside in the well manicured front lawn of a cookie cutter nice house with similar houses lining both sides of the street.  There must have been a block party going on because the lawns of a couple houses were full of families mingling.  I am talking to a group of kids and tell them "Check this out."  I concentrate on pushing myself into the air I am not exactly very stable. I could feel the repulsive force pushing me up only directly underneath my feet and my left leg seemed to have less force below it than my right.  I look to my left and see out over the large crowd of people some notice me and wave and cheer.  I reach about 20 feet in the air and stop.  I try to stabilize myself by increasing the force beneath my weak left foot. In doing so I realize I need to spread the energy throughout my body and this makes me realize I'm dreaming. 

(lucid bit)
I move the energy from my feet to my chest I could feel it radiate from just below my sternum in my solar plexus chakra. The energy radiates from my solar plexus around me in a sort of toroidal electromagnetic field I could feel it flow in, through me and back out.  I test out my knew found control and fly over the crowd doing a loop and stopping again about 20 feet up.  I decide to also test my reaction time by switching off the flight energy and falling then stopping myself from hitting the ground as close as I can.  I do this a couple times stopping face down only inches above the ground. I could feel the repulsive force stopping me from smacking into the ground similar to two like magnetic poles pushing one another apart.  The next thing I remember I am no longer outside but back in my bed.  I thought I had woken up (I actually hadn't) and get out of bed and go into my bathroom and sit on the floor.  I decide to try to get back to the lucid dream.  I relax sitting with my legs folded staring at the sink and mirror in my bathroom.  I see what looks like pressure induced phosphenes popping up in random parts of my vision that begin to grow and fill my vision blacking out the view of my bathroom and then suddenly I'm back outside.  I lose recollection here immediately though.
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: Shellidfl October 13, 2014, 04:20:17 PM
Great sequence there, O1!  It's been awhile since I've done some dream healing!  :goodjob:
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: Oneironautical1 October 16, 2014, 11:48:09 PM
Great sequence there, O1!  It's been awhile since I've done some dream healing!  :goodjob:
Thanks it was my first lucid in quite some time it was nice :)

[D]
I am in a large open room almost like a gymnasium of some kind and one entire wall was a giant plexiglass window.  The entire area was filled with people walking around in blue scrubs.  This is when I realize its a prison and this was the mass housing unit where they keep low risk inmates in bunks in the one large area.  I get a strange sinking feeling when I realize I'm not just visiting the prison I'm actually an inmate.  I could feel all the blood leave my head as I try to remember why I am in prison.  I get a faint idea that I was convicted of something but I can't remember what and that my sentence was one year.  I make my way to one side of the large open area and sit against a wall to try to gather my thoughts.  I try to calm my self by reassuring I only have a one year sentence and I should be ok if I just keep to myself and follow the rules.  All sorts of horrific thoughts start flying through my head.  "What am I going to do all day?! The boredom alone would drive me crazy!"  "What if someone just doesn't like me they could beat me up or cut me for the hell of it."  I remember having a brief exchange with another inmate who seemed to be pretty relaxed I can't remember what about anymore though.  Next thing I can remember I am walking talking to a woman in a suite and she tells me I'm not only in for a year but a life sentence.  My heart hits the floor and I lose recollection.

There were many other fragments that I just can't remember this late in the night anymore.
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: Oneironautical1 October 18, 2014, 10:06:42 PM
[F]I am in a room I don't recognize, I pick up a a bug's head from the floor.  It looks like a large mantis head.  I examine it closely and notice it looks a little too symmetric.  I pull out a magnifying glass to look as it closer.  I notice inside one of the eyes is a chair and flight panel as if it were a cockpit of a vessel of some kind.  Suddenly my perspective shifts to slowly circling around a space ship that looks similar to the mantis head I was examining.  My view is circling the ship that is floating in a black void.  Coming from my view is a red and white strobing light.  The vessel I'm in circling the other ship, scanning it for life forms and creating a model of the interior.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am in the middle of a small highway at the edge of a large city.  I can see the city in the distance being destroyed by a giant monster of some kind.  It was a giant humanoid monster spewing fire and lava from its arms.  THen I notice Godzilla approach the other monster and attack him.  They are duking it out while slowly making their way out of the city in my direction.  I realize they are headed my way and even if I ran the wide path of destruction would be impossible to escape.  I decide to try to find the sturdiest building I could find and hunker down.  Before I find a place to hide indoors I am approached by a half lizard humanoid creature.  It reminds me of a Sleestak from Land of the Lost.  It approaches me and immediately starts talking to me in a mix of hisses and clicks.  Somehow I don't understand it as words but I just know hes telling me not to be afraid and that we need to take cover.  I respond with hisses and clicks of my own tell him to follow me.  I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 20, 2014, 11:49:22 PM
[F]
I am at a grocery store, I remember seeing a friend B working behind the counter.  I had found what I needed and was looking for apples.  They didn't have any for some reason it pissed me off and I left in a huff.

[D]
I am in a large underground tunnel made of large dark brick.  It is almost completely dark aside from a few torches fixed to the walls here and there.  I look around and things look wet from ground seepage and I could smell the damp in the air.  I walk along the edge of the tunnel and notice the center of the tunnel is lower than the elevated walkway along the ledge.    I round a corner and notice a large tree on the other side of the tunnel.  It is dimly lit and I could barely make out its outline.  I look closer and there are giant apples of varying sizes sprouting from the tree.  I jump down and cross the lower center of the tunnel to get a closer look at the tree.  The tree has a smooth bark almost shiny, its dark green with swirling patches of red mixed in.  Some of the apples are the size of pumpkins and others are smaller but still quite a bit larger than normal apples.  They are also colored with swirls of dark forest green mixed with a deep red.  I hear a door close across the tunnel and turn to look.  I see a group of woman walking into the tunnel along the elevated walkway.  They are all wearing long elegant dresses and are all quite attractive.  One of the women walking at the head of the group was wearing a white dress with long wavey dark red hair.  Above her head was a large plume of flames that followed the contour of her hair, over her head and down her back.  She was beautiful...  As I'm staring I see her notice me and the group stops walking and turns toward me.  The red head points to the apples and excitedly talks to her acquaintances but I couldn't make out anything she said.  I could tell she wanted one and without hesitating I jump up onto the platform and grab a couple and jump down obediently running it back to her.  She walks down a set of stairs to the lower level of the tunnel I was on.  As she gets closer I see she looks strikingly similar to the actress Chloe Grace Moretz but slightly older and much taller.  She walks over with a smile ear to ear and grabs one of the apples with both hands taking a large enthusiastic bite.  She lowers it from her mouth and I see the fire above her head slowly dim and disappear.  I look at the apple in her hand and its bleeding dark red blood running through her fingers and onto the ground.  She smiles and lets out a satisfied moan.  I could see an almost opiate like ecstasy sweeping over her. I lose recollection here.
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: Boadicea October 21, 2014, 12:18:23 AM
Whoaaaaa, that last was a cool little dream! Very interesting. Any idea why it happened?
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: Oneironautical1 October 21, 2014, 05:39:57 PM
Whoaaaaa, that last was a cool little dream! Very interesting. Any idea why it happened?

I don't know the apple theme carrying over from the first fragment had me wondering.  A few days ago I did have to run back in to the grocery store IRL to grab apples I had forgotten.  Other than that no idea.  It was a very cinematic dream though  :)
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: Oneironautical1 October 22, 2014, 12:39:34 PM
[F]
I am standing outside of a house at night.  The house was on a rural dirt road with a large plot of lawn with a swing set and trees in the distance no other houses in site.  There are a few other people outside as well none of them I recognize or remember too much about.  I look up in the night sky and see a GIANT full moon.  The pock marked silver moon takes up almost a third of my view of the sky.  I yell to the others "I've never seen the moon this large before its taking up almost a third of the sky!".  Everyone cranes their head upward and stares in awe.  I am still looking at the moon when I hear and feel a deep rumble.  I quickly look behind me and people are running for cover.  The rumbling stops but I see the swings on the childs swing set are swinging back and forth really fast with no one on them.  As I'm looking at the swing set a motor boat on a metal trailer comes whizzing around a corner from behind the house pulling another boat on a trailer along the dirt road up a hill and out of site.  Its like all the cartoonish shit you could imagine is happening all around the world at once.  I turn and look up at the moon and say "Come on moon! Knock it off!" in a sarcastic tone.  I hear a deep thunderous "Sooooorrryyyyy" echo through the hills.  I don't see it but I just imagine the moon smiling sheepishly and all the crazy stuff stops.
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: Oneironautical1 October 25, 2014, 11:55:31 PM
[F]
I'm in a building that is under construction with solid grey cement walls and floors.  I'm being attacked by a female vampire.  She had just seen me through a doorway while walking by and darted at me mouth open ready to bite.  Last thing I see is her gaping maw of multiple sharp teeth then here a ZIP! as I dart away with super speed.  I see the spot I just was and there were yellow sparks  that crackle and disappear.  She lunges at me again and I dodge her again kind smiling as she tries to catch me.

Needless to say I had binge watched the new Flash tv series the day prior. I've had some pretty vivid fragments the past couple days I just didn't have time to write as I had to be at work immediately after waking up.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 28, 2014, 12:27:11 AM
[F]
I'm at school at the IT building and see the department head and one of my professors get into the an elevator.  They seemed to have a strange look on their face as if they were trying to avoid being followed.  They board the elevator and it starts to go up before the doors close.  I manage to squeeze through the doors before they close and end up in the elevator shaft. The small elevator shaft is only about 5 feet square and the cables and pulleys leave very little room to move around.  I start to panic that I'm going to get tangled in the cabling and get ripped to shreds.  I manage to climb up one of the cables and grab onto the bottom of the elevator cab.  The elevator reaches its destination and I wait a few seconds to make sure the professors had exited the cab.  I climb up to the top of the elevator cab and enter through a hatch in the top.  I leave the elevator to see a large open warehouse filled with boxes and all kinds of colorful contents strewn about I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl October 28, 2014, 12:34:47 PM
Just a couple of notes as I'm trying to catch up here:

Oct 18 - mantis head dream - so cool!  Could easily see how aliens could be watching us from insects' point of view. :paranoid:

Oct 20 - seems like a lot of symbolism there - apple being devoured akin to being from the Tree of Knowledge, or temptation?

Just my thoughts. 
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 29, 2014, 11:41:29 AM
Just a couple of notes as I'm trying to catch up here:

Oct 18 - mantis head dream - so cool!  Could easily see how aliens could be watching us from insects' point of view. :paranoid:

Oct 20 - seems like a lot of symbolism there - apple being devoured akin to being from the Tree of Knowledge, or temptation?

Just my thoughts. 

Insect drones lol.  About the vampire/apple dream, that was a day or two before I was going on a first date with a woman I just met.  I've been out of the game for a long time so there was probly a lot of anticipation there.

[D]
I am walking through a large mall, I am at the transition of one of the main walk ways into a large food court.  I walk past a kiosk that has little car buggies parked at it that you can push your child around in.  As I pass it I see a set of keys sitting on the ground.  I stealthily bend over and pick up the keys and put them in my pocket and keep walking.  I turn to the left and make it to the exit without anyone stopping me.  I get outside and inspect the keys.  There are numerous small keys and one large BMW car key with an unlocking remote.  I realize I can find the car by pressing the lock button on the remote and listening for the confirmation honk from the car.  I didn't really have the idea to steal the car but it was more of a quest to just see if I can find the car.  Its night out and I begin walking across the packed parking lot periodically clicking the car remote.  I don't hear any response from a car and make my way toward a multilevel parking garage.  When I get closer to the garage I see a police car with its lights on parked in front of the entrance to the mall.  I get a little scared and duck behind a pillar to wait until the officer goes away.  He doesn't but he turns off his lights and just sits in the car.  I realize since I have the keys to the car even if he sees me unlock it and get in he wouldn't think anything of it.  I continue the hunt for the car and eventually see a BMW SUV flash its lights and honk.  I nonchalantly walk over and get into the car and start it up.  I get a guilty rush as I back out and leave the parking lot making my way along the small access road to get off the mall property onto a city street.  Suddenly a small white sedan comes shooting around a corner almost hitting the car I was driving.  The sedan pulls along side me eventually passing me as we both approach a T-intersection. I slow down to a stop and the white sedan blows right through the stop sign and across the perpendicular street over the curb and up and over a grassy hill.  Baffled I turn left onto the perpendicular street and hear a loud SPLOOSH come from over the hill where the white car had driven.  He must have driven right into a pond or something.  I start laughing just thinking about the absurdity of it all.  I lose recollection of the transition here but the next thing I remember my perspective had shifted to third person of the car I was driving.  I hear a voice tell me I have to speak with the great mushroom.  I see me in the car drive up a large empty grassy hill park the car and get out.  From my hovering perspective I see a group of translucent green balls of energy above me on the hill.  I see a targeting radical appear over the green orbs as if I were playing a video game and needed to activate a dialogue for my character (me) below it.  I activate the dialogue and see an alien text superimpose over my view of the scene as I stand below the globular energy cloud.  At the time I remember understanding what it was saying but not any longer.

[F]
I am at my moms house and looking outside at a group of 5 puppies running around in a muddy back yard.  They are swarming around my aunt who is walking around the yard.  My mom looked tired and run down and I remember thinking she needs to get rid of these dogs because she can't take care of them.  She tells me she managed to sell one of the dogs.  I tell her "Thank god!, hopefully you can unload the rest soon."

The second fragment definitely hits home.  My mom is sort of having to raise my nephew because my sister can't get her life together and is actually another 6 months pregnant at the moment.  My heart sinks every time I think about my 60 year old mom having to raise those kids.  I hope my sister can get her life together so my mom can get back to hers.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 30, 2014, 05:34:29 PM
[F]
I am at my aunt and uncles house in Wisconsin.  I am walking through the kitchen and need to go to he basement for some reason.  I open the door to the stairs and my aunt tells me to be careful not to touch the mold.  I don't really think anything of it because why would I touch mold?  I am walking down the stares and see a small fuzzy tentacle coming off the wall near my ankle.  I begin to step around it when I do the fuzzy mold like tentacle follows my foot and brushes against my ankle.  I immediately feel a slight stinging feeling in my ankle and lose recollection here.

[F]
I am at my old high school and walk into one of the science labs.  I remember thinking "I can't believe I forgot had I this class this semester. I wonder if I'll be able to catch up and still pass?"  The professor is talking about cytokines and writing on the chalkboard when I lose recollection.

[F]
I am back working at the video store I worked at when I first hired in with them years ago.  I am moving shelves around with my old manager we are talking and having fun.  I we both keep grabbing the wire shelves and moving them without taking the movies off to try to save time.  Which ends up with us spilling movies everywhere and having to pick them back up.

[D]
I am outside of the video store mentioned above and notice a colorful dusk sky is starting to fill with dark ominous clouds.  I jump up to try to see over the video store to get a better look at the brewing storm.  I jump up a few more times getting higher and higher eventually jumping almost 20 feet into the air.  On the last jump I see multiple tornadoes touching down in the distance.  I decide to try to find cover from the incoming storm and run to a house just around the corner from the store.  I run up to the house and in the front door slamming it behind me.  I hear a broadcast on a television somewhere in the house.  I remember hearing something along the lines of "There is no way to avoid the storms and to just take cover wherever you are."  I hear what I assume is a tornado approaching the house with loud wind and debris hitting the house.  I get a mental image of the tornado outside and think that I can divert it mentally if I try.  I hold out both hands and close my eyes slowly moving my hands to the left as if I were diverting the tornado away from the house.  The noise outside slowly fades as the funnel cloud diverts and goes the opposite way from the house.  I open my eyes and see that one of the outer walls of the house had been torn down.  I can see through the missing wall into a large bedroom and see a woman laying in bed.  I run up to see if she is OK,  I thought it was my older sister at first but it wasn't.  She props herself up on the bed tells me with a concerned look. "Its not going to stop, since you haven't touched the door it let us slide but now it wants a sacrifice."  I lose recollection here.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Boadicea October 30, 2014, 09:52:34 PM
Cool! I wish I had tornado dreams more often. "it wants a sacrifice" lol
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 01, 2014, 08:41:28 PM
Cool! I wish I had tornado dreams more often. "it wants a sacrifice" lol

The tornado dreams used to scare me but now almost every time I can either stop them or divert them even when not lucid.

[F]
I am sitting at a large table with a group of people.  A couple of the people are podcasters that I listen to.  I have an envelope handed to me that has one of the podcasters Korey's name on it.  I don't think about it and open it and read the letter.  I can't remember what it said but it was something that was a little personal and immediately felt bad for opening it.  Korey leans over smiling and says "Gimme that!". I laugh it off. 

[F]
I am outside at my parents house and talking to a young man who seemed familiar.  I can't remember what we were talking about but I hear a thunderous BOOM!  I turn and look up into the sky where the noise seemed to come from.  I see a space shuttle coming in for re-entry.  I turn back to the young man and tell him "Check it out the shuttle is coming back in!"  My view shifts to a zoomed in camera view of the shuttle with the cone of super heated atmosphere surrounding its nose and underbelly.

[F]
I am running at night on the median of the highway by my parents house.  The same young guy from the above fragment is running on the opposite side of the street.  I notice his stride is almost double mine but he isn't going as fast.  I smile to myself and pick up speed and lengthen my stride more almost turning a run into a series of long jumps.  I remember feeling every muscle fiber in my leg contracting and pushing.  It was cool.

[F]
I am at a bar with a few friends from highschool.  There aren't very many people in the bar and we decide to go to another one down the street.  We all file outside and they all pile into one car.  There didn't seem to be enough room.  I float up off the ground and look back at them "I'll just fly there I'll seeya there!".  I fly off down the street about 10 feet about the sidewalk.  I turn the corner to the right and see the sports bar we were headed to.  I had beat everyone else, there was a bar counter that faced right out into the parking lot. I walk up and check out the menu.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 05, 2014, 04:11:58 PM
The first dream is kind of funny.  Somewhere Sigmund Freud's angel just got his wings lol

[D/L]
I am in my parents house with two women I don't recognize.  One sort of looks like an old high school friend but different.  I have my arm around one and we walk through the den, the back bedroom and then into my parents room.  The woman I had my arm around playfully pushes me onto the bed.  I'm laying on my stomach when she jumps and straddles me from behind sort of pinning me.  The other woman smiles and lays down next to me watching and says "Shes good at this she does it all the time".  I'm starting to get pretty hot and suddenly my mom walks in..  She has a blank distant look in her eyes as she goes to the dresser and pulls out some clothes and keeps milling around in the room as if what was going on wasn't.  The two women stop talking and eventually start to get up and leave.  I get up off the bed kinda pissed and tell my mom "Come on get lost, do you want me to be a virgin forever?  I'm 29 for christ's sake!"  My mom keeps the same blank expression as if I wasn't even there.  I storm out of the room and notice the house begins to shake and the lights flicker.  I feel like somehow my anger is tied to this and try to calm my self down and leave the house.  I walk outside and its a very bright sunny day and as I'm walking across the yard I'm still pissed I couldn't make it with one of the women.  The sun starts to get brighter and hotter and again I feel like I need to calm down.  I just stop and breathe and everything stops, the sun goes back to normal and the ground stops shaking.  This makes me realize that this had to be a dream.

[L]
I look around my old neighborhood, the colors are vivid and its a bright warm day.  I decide to see how fast I can fly and take off down the street about ten feet off the ground.  I'm only able to get to about 60 MPH and have trouble making myself go faster I feel like if I could push the environment around me rather than trying to fly through it I could go faster.  I put my hands out in front of me palms forward and hands together.  I am still flying along as I slowly draw my hands apart imagining that I'm doing almost an optical zoom of the environment around me.  This enables me to go much faster but only for a few seconds until I have to put my hands back together to draw them apart and zoom myself forward.  I give up on that tactic and just try to concentrate on flying faster could feel a strange pressure all around me as I picked up speed.  The scenery around me begins to blur as I go faster and faster down a single street following the contour of the hills.  I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 07, 2014, 09:39:18 PM
[D]
I am running through a chasm of some kind the ground is uneven redish dirt with boulders strewn about.  I run around a corner and am immediately attacked by some kind of giant creature.  It was about 8 feet tall and 15 feet long four legs and a dark grey color with red eyes.  When the creature spots me it gulps in a huge breath unleashing a torrent of fire and lava toward me.  I am able to dodge it and run behind it and grab hits rear end and lift it up.  The fire breathing creature curls into a ball and I throw it across the chasm into one of the walls and it explodes.  I take off running again and come across a group of the same creatures.  This time there are about two or three the same size as the other but one giant one in the middle.  They notice me as well and turn to unleash their deadly flames.  I quickly turn and run toward one of the smaller ones thinking I can throw it at the larger one and it would explode hurting or killing the larger one.  The one I was running towards back was turned and I was almost there when one of the others manages to hit me with its lava breath.  I wake with a start (still in the dream) in an unfamiliar house sitting in a recliner.  Realizing I had just been killed and thinking in a video game logic I could get all of my equipment if I make it back to the place I died.  I jump out of the chair and see another younger guy I don't recognize standing in another room.  I ask him which way to where I just died he points down a hallway without looking and I proceed.  The hallway had a red carpet with lots of grime and dirt spots as I walk down the hall it starts to feel vaguely familiar.  I turn left around a corner and there are about 5 or 6 small salamander like lizards crawling on the floor.  I pause and realize the hallway was the chasm and the tiny lizards were the giant creatures I was battling as if I had been shrunk down previously.  I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 10, 2014, 04:19:02 PM
The past few days I've been having a lot of tossing and turning due to my lower back being stiff. It might have to do with being so tall and not being able to lay completely flat without my feet hanging off the bed and making my hips tilt..  I may take some naproxen tonight so I can get some solid sleep.

[F]
I am in the burger joint that is across the highway from my parents house.  I am with a group of about 6 or 7 people and everyone is talking and having a good time.  My phone starts to ring and I quickly pull it from my pocket to answer it.  I press the power button to bring up the unlock screen and it takes a long time to load all the while its still ringing.  I tell myself "Come on come on don't hang up." The unlock screen comes up and I have to swipe it a few times to get it to open and answer the call.  Its my aunt, she says hi and immediately starts telling me something that seemed important.  I am having a very hard time hearing her and ask her to repeat herself at least 2 times.  I get pissed and move to the back of the room and find a door that leads to another back room.  I tell her "Ok go ahead I can hear you now". The second she starts talking the only 3 people in the back room start jabbering and cackling loudly completely drowning out my aunt on the phone.  I have a "You have GOT to be kidding me!" feeling as I storm back out of the room and into the main restaurant.  I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl November 11, 2014, 10:15:16 PM
Ibuprofen (Motrin, Advil, etc) has helped some people with better dream recall, and even some lucidity at times.  May help on both fronts!
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 15, 2014, 01:08:11 PM
Ibuprofen (Motrin, Advil, etc) has helped some people with better dream recall, and even some lucidity at times.  May help on both fronts!

Well it helped with sleep in general but I was so pooped I slept really deep and didn't have much recall.

The next couple are from the last few nights the first lucid fragment is really hard to recall as it was 2 days ago and I only ended up getting 1 1/2 hours of sleep that night.

[L\F]
I WILD into the dream environment and look around.  I can't remember the setting anymore but I tried seeing how high I could fly.  I kept flying up and up and up and when I tried to stop I couldn't.  I started to get scared I would wake up and tried to keep myself calm.  I look down and see the environment I was in was only one of four different patches of landscape a few miles square separated and floating in bright multicolored empty space.  Each platform if you will had a different type of ecosystem to it.  One was mountainous and snowy, one was forested and others jungle and desert.

[F]
I am in a house I don't recognize talking to comedian Joe Rogan.  I ask him if he can get me some weed and that I haven't smoked in years and I'd really like to.  He smiles and says yes and tells me to follow him.  I remember having a deep feeling of friendship with him as if he was an old friend.  I follow him and he asks if I wanted to partake in anything other than weed like LSD or mushrooms.  I told him I was up for it and he gets an exited smile. I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am at a nice house in the living room with a group of people.  Comedian Daniel Tosh comes into the room and tells us its time to go.  As we are gathering our things and leaving I see a huge spider crawl across the windowsill behind the couch.  It looked like a blown up version of a brown recluse a light tan almost translucent color with the tell tale fiddle shaped pattern on its abdomen.  I try to point it out to Daniel but he is too busy shooing everyone out.  The spider crawls into a pocket on the side of the couch below the arm rest.  I take advantage of this and take a backpack from the floor and swing it against the couch smashing the spider.  I see one of its legs slowly poke out of the pocket and give it another good whack.  I lose recollection here.
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: Shellidfl November 16, 2014, 10:02:42 PM
O1.  Are you a comedian, do you know comedians, or do you just watch a lot of Comedy Central, like my hubby does?
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: Oneironautical1 November 17, 2014, 12:30:39 AM
O1.  Are you a comedian, do you know comedians, or do you just watch a lot of Comedy Central, like my hubby does?

I've always been a huge fan of stand up comedy and used to watch comedy central all the time when I had TV service.  Lately however I have been binge watching Joe Rogan's "The Joe Rogan Experience" podcasts on youtube the last couple months which I know is why he showed up when he did.  If you haven't seen them I highly recommend them he talks about anything and everything and has very interesting guests all the time.  As for Tosh showing up I have no idea.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 17, 2014, 03:41:26 PM
This dream was very vivid and the narrative was solid but I've lost alot of it and tried to rebuild it as accurately as possible.

[D]
I begin recollection talking to my mother in a large living room I don't recognize.  I am talking to her about needing a heart transplant for myself.  She tells me the only one available has only one chamber and would cost $4000.  I remember feeling a deep depressive fear of having the transplant and whether I can afford it, my eyes begin to well up with tears.  I tell myself, "Just relax everything will work out and if it doesn't there wasn't anything you could have done."  I close my eyes and breathe deep and the tears subside.  I begin thinking about how the heart to be transplanted only had one chamber. I try to imagine how that would actually work and this makes me realize this can't be real. The environment around me starts to blur and go dark and suddenly I'm in a large open white room.  The room is comprised of white back lit panels on every wall, floor and ceiling framed by grey metal.  I am not alone there are at least 15 other people all sitting throughout the room.  Everyone is wearing a flat grey t-shirt and grey pants some are sitting on the floor against the wall and few are sitting on a metal table in the middle of the room.  I look closely at the other people in the room and notice they all have their eyes closed and are in some sort of trance.  Another guy sees I'm conscious and runs over.  He tells me that everyone here is in their own world and need help getting out.  He tells me we can get them out but we have to carefully coax them out.  I walk around the room and notice some of the people look like they are crying or scared.  I decide to try to help them come back to the "real world".  I approach a young boy sitting on a table his head is shaved and he is quite skinny.  He is sitting on the table with his legs hanging off the table eyes closed and mouth agape.  I whisper to him "Is everything ok?" his mouth moves slightly and I hear a subdued "yes, my back itches".  I gently scratch his back and a smile slowly comes across his face.  I lose recollection here but then resume the dream in the same room but now more people are awake and walking around.  There are a few people that have built some kind of contraption that was supposed to help pull everyone's "world" into one.  One man is standing in front of a large square screen with a grey bar moving in a squared pattern in the middle.  A couple other people are running back and forth from machine to machine pressing buttons and turning knobs.  The square in the middle of the large screen begins to track faster and faster and as it does the world around me begins to distort and blur.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am talking to a guy about a new smart watch.  He tells me it can sense when you are in rem sleep and will vibrate to let you know and help you achieve lucidity.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl November 18, 2014, 09:45:03 PM
It almost seems like you were in some place, trying to have some sort of "lesson". :)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 19, 2014, 12:48:08 PM
It almost seems like you were in some place, trying to have some sort of "lesson". :)

It was a learning experience as well as a teaching one trying to help the others "wake up".

[D]
I am in a mall that doesn't look familiar, its a really new looking mall with two levels in one large open space.  I am walking around and notice there doesn't seem to be any customers only young people all wearing the same red shirt.  I lose recollection and come to in a large waiting room with the people in red shirts sitting and mingling.  The room is enclosed with large glass walls one that goes back out to the mall's main open area and the rest to small glass room offices with desks and computers.  I am sitting in a chair right next to the glass door of one of the offices and look in to see my current district manager sitting at the desk with three monitors.  She turns and asks with a big smile "Do you want to take a call?".  I realize this place must be a tech support call center and all the people sitting around are employees.  I quickly answer "Sure!" without thinking about it and instantly regret it.  I tell myself "You got this! Just go with it, any new experience is a blessing!".  I lose recollection here.

[D]
I am sitting in my car at night eating my meal like I do at school.  I see two younger guys walking by who look to be up to no good and sure enough they come over to my car and start yelling at me through the window.  One of them opens the door and reaches in and shoves me.  I can't remember what they were saying but I could tell they were just trying to get a rise out of me.  I don't react at first and then tell them I don't want any trouble and to please leave me alone.  They laugh and walk away and I quickly finish eating and decide to go mess with them.  I catch up with them, I can't remember the exchange of words but I end up with one of them in a rear naked choke.  I feel like he got the message and let him go with a shove and walk away.  I get in my car and begin leaving the parking lot and see a large 18 wheeler backing up right next to me.  I stop to let him maneuver the trailer end next to my car and notice there is another comically large 18 wheeler backing up toward my car from the other side.  This one backs up swinging the trailer up over my car I smile thinking about the skill of these drivers being able to swing the ass end of these huge trucks around with such precision.  I don't notice it until its too late and see that the trucks have boxed me in and I can't drive away.  Two of the drivers get out of the truck and approach my car.  I get out and meet them in front of my car and one of the drivers tells me it was wrong what I did to one of those younger guys.  I explain what they had done to me prior to that and the dumb kids needed to be taught a lesson.  One of the drivers walks over with a small note pad and tells me one of the younger guys is a really smart kid and look at his writing compared to yours.  He flips through the notebook and some pages are written in nice cursive and some are written in chicken scratch.  The pages well written are from the one guy and the chicken scratch is written by me.  I grab the notebook and get a better look at what was written.  I can't remember what he had written but on the pages I had written were the scratchings from my workout journal.  I point this out to the driver who showed it to me telling him they are just quick scribblings to track my workouts.  I feel somewhat vindicated that the driver's accusations were unfounded and I lose recollecion here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 23, 2014, 01:52:01 PM
[D]
I'm outside at night with a couple people only one of which I recognize an old friend from school "T".  We are hanging out on the crest of a large hill/mountain that over looks a city below.  There is a large metal structure either a water tower or radio tower to the right of us.  We are just talking and hanging out when I see a strange looking craft fly up from behind the crest of the hill.  It looked like something from a science fiction movie.  It was shaped similar to a fighter jet but without any wings to speak of and had lines of blue and white light along some of its contours.  I yelled to everyone "check it out!" The craft flew vertically and side to side then paused turning toward us.  My friend T decided to run and climb the tower to get a closer look at it.  As he is climbing the tower I hear a voice come from the craft announcing in a military fashion.  "Please vacate the area, there are tests being conducted that are dangerous to be exposed to."  He sounded pretty serious so I decided we should get out of there.  I gesture for the other people I was with to follow me.  T is still climbing the tower and I try to get his attention but he is at the top of the tower and isn't budging.  Me and the group turn and begin to run toward a gate structure that separated a parking lot from the area we were.  As we are running I start to feel a strange air pressure build.  It begins to hurt my ears and a wind begins to gust from behind me.  Our group makes it behind the wall of the gate structure and there is another large group of people that seemed to be hanging out in the parking lot.  The pressure keeps building all around me and I know the shits about the hit the fan.  I hunker down behind a wall with my fingers in my ears and my knees in my chest.  I feel a large blast of wind come from the direction of the craft and I see everyone around me run in terror.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am at my parents house outside looking at my neighbors house.  The house is vacant and up for sale however I see a person walking around and then go inside.  I decide to do the neighborly thing and tell the squatters to leave.  I make my way into the house and see a woman go into the bathroom and start the shower.  I take out my phone to record anything that happens so I can show the police if need be.  I round a corner from the kitchen to the living room and a man sits up from laying down on the couch and says "whats up?".  He looks familiar but I can't place where from.  He reacts as if he recognizes me as well.  I think I remember his name and ask him "Hey, you're Yui right?"  He half smiles and says yes.  He looks like a shady fellow so I try to keep things calm and diffuse the potentially bad situation.  I tell him he knows he's not supposed to be here.  He agrees and says they'll get on their way once his girl gets out of the shower.  I feel trust him and lose recollection here though.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 24, 2014, 02:06:14 PM
[F]
I am at an arcade, and looking at the prizes and how many tickets they cost.  I realize I only have a few quarters and I won't be able to get any big prizes but I may as well play one of the games that I can get a few tickets from.  I walk around looking for a ticket dispensing less chance oriented game.  I find one that you roll a coin down a track that you can aim at various slots while a light goes back and forth above.  The closer the light is to the slot the coin goes in the more tickets you get and each slot has a varying base amount being higher on the outer edges and lower in the center.  I try it out and get very close to the light stopping right on the slot when the coin passes through.  I try again and my coin gets jammed at the end of the slot and I look and see someone had stuck small bits of something down the slot.  I bang on the side of the machine and shake the coin track back and forth to try to free the coin and other junk.  As I'm doing this a large man in a uniform walks up and gives me a dirty look.  I feel like he thinks I'm trying to tilt the machine to cheat.  I explain what happened and lose recollection.

[F]
I am outside of a grocery store that has been an empty building for almost a decade now in my old neighborhood I grew up in but is now up and running again.  I'm hanging out in the parking lot with a group of people and see a guy walk by.  He turns out to be a junky that had come into my store I currently work in to shoot up in the bathroom.  IRL I had to confront him and tell him not to come into the store anymore and hadn't seen him since.  He walks past me and into the grocery store.  I lose recollection of anything happening but flash forward a little bit and I'm outside and see him leaving.  He is moving slowly now and looks like he's high.  For some reason I decide to go up to him and talk to him.  I calmly cut him off in his path and ask him what he was doing in there.  He doesn't reply and I tell him he needs to cut that out not only because its illegal but he could end up ODing and that he needs to get his shit straight.  I lose recollection here.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 26, 2014, 10:54:26 PM
This lucid was from the night before last there were other fragments that I just can't remember now.  Last night I can't remember anything it was very fragmented sleep.

[L]
I WILD into the dream I don't remember any sort of environment around me but I try contacting the beings that inhabit the dreamspace void.  I start to get a strange feeling that something is coming and I have to tell myself not to be afraid.  I see a humanoid alien materialize in front of me.  It looks like a typical tall grey alien with the large black eyes but composed of white light instead of skin and bone.  It floated toward me with a modest smile and extended its hand palm out.  I extended my hand to touch palms with it.  When I do it dematerializes and I'm back in the void by myself.  Usually I freak out in the void when I end up there but this time I'm completely OK with it.  I try moving around and could tell I was flying through it but with no point of reference its somewhat disorienting.  I jokingly start to pretend as if I'm swimming, overhand and kicking, silly frog style swimming.  I could feel that I am able to propel myself through the void as if it were water but the pressure on my hands and feet seemed less.  I think how funny it must look if I were acting this out in my bed.  Suddenly I am in my bed pantomiming swimming however its not my current room its my old room at my parents house.  I start getting contradicting stimulus that I am still swimming in some sort of fluid but I can also feel the bed against my stomach.  I keep thinking if I were actually laying in bed my arms would hit the bed and get tangled in the sheets but they aren't.  I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl November 28, 2014, 08:20:23 PM
What an interesting turn of events! I wonder what you actually make of it, O1.  I'd have my own interpretation, but I find I usually like to hear the dreamer's first.  That said, I like to hear OTHER'S before my own of my dreams.
And good control!
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 01, 2014, 12:02:59 AM
What an interesting turn of events! I wonder what you actually make of it, O1.  I'd have my own interpretation, but I find I usually like to hear the dreamer's first.  That said, I like to hear OTHER'S before my own of my dreams.
And good control!
When I first woke up and started thinking about it I thought it was about control.  However after really analyzing it I think it was less about control and more about letting go.  I have had a goal of contacting someone in the dream space but I've had a sort of apprehension that I don't want to open a door I can't shut.  I hope to actually make true contact soon though :).

I had a lot of vivid early morning dreams but its all lost except a few fragmented elements.
[F]
There was a giant dragon like creature flying over a sparsely populated village of thatched roof huts.  A group of villagers gather around a young man as the creature flies down and lands in front of him.  The gigantic creatures breath alone created whirlwinds of dust as it slowly lumbered toward the man.  The man stood still chest out with a confident smile.  Just as I thought it was going to devour the man it nuzzled its nose into the mans outstretched hands.  He must have trained or been friends with him.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 09, 2014, 01:25:58 PM
I've had terrible recall the past week or so due to working morning shifts and having to jet off immediately after waking up.  I did have a strange thing happen recently that I thought I would write in here.  A while back on Nov 23 I posted about a dream involving a metal tower on a hill, a friend climbing it and some test being conducted in the distance that lead to us fleeing from an explosion.  About a week after that I downloaded an episode of the flash TV series I hadn't seen yet that started with almost that exact scenario.  A couple of people are hanging out on a hill as one friend climbs the radio tower goofing around and then the particle accelerator in the distance explodes sending a shock wave their direction as the couple on the ground flee and the guy is stuck on the tower.  :crazy: Spooky

[D]
I am outside sitting on a picnic table in front of a large building either a school or mall.  I am laying on my back with the soles of my feet together and spreading my knees apart in the butterfly stretch.  I slowly am able to stretch my legs completely flat with the table.  I have my hands on my thighs and I start to lose feeling in my legs. I immediately sit up and try to move my legs but I can't.  I grab my left thigh with both hands and give it a hard shake and it feels like I'm tossing around another person's leg.  I notice the leg is slender and hairless unlike my own thick hairy leg.  My view switches to third person and it turns out to be a young woman.  She had long dark brown hair and was wearing running shorts and a sports bra top. Myself being merely a spectator now she stands and jumps off the picnic table.  As she does she is approached by an old creepy guy in a denim jumpsuit, either a mechanic or grounds keeper or something.  He had messy grey hair and a strange snaggle-toothed grin he doesn't say anything to her but she takes off running.  My view follows behind her as she approaches a very high wooden fence.  Shes running incredibly fast and launches herself with one leg over the tall fence with ease.  She keeps running through multiple yards and streets still occasionally spotting the grinning man lurking around corners and bushes.  She stops to catch her breath and the grinning man is there waiting.  He just stood there calmly with his hands in his pockets stating in a thick southern drawl. "You jump like a grasshopper on steroids".  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am in a car that looks like some old classic from the 1920-30s white leather interior and black exterior.  I am sitting in front passenger seat when a young woman wearing a dress also from that period approaches and opens the passenger door.  She hands me what looks like a small carrot and tells me that should be all I need.  I don't understand what she means at first and she tells me to give it a lick and I do.  It had a very strong chemical taste to it and it made me think it was maybe soaked in some sort of drug.  She tells me to take it easy on it because it is very strong.  I take a couple more licks from it and begin to feel a strange fuzziness sweep over my body along with a drunk like silliness.  My eyes half open with a goofy grin I pocket the carrot for now as to not over do it.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Boadicea December 10, 2014, 12:11:46 AM
I've had terrible recall the past week or so due to working morning shifts and having to jet off immediately after waking up.  I did have a strange thing happen recently that I thought I would write in here.  A while back on Nov 23 I posted about a dream involving a metal tower on a hill, a friend climbing it and some test being conducted in the distance that lead to us fleeing from an explosion.  About a week after that I downloaded an episode of the flash TV series I hadn't seen yet that started with almost that exact scenario.  A couple of people are hanging out on a hill as one friend climbs the radio tower goofing around and then the particle accelerator in the distance explodes sending a shock wave their direction as the couple on the ground flee and the guy is stuck on the tower.   Spooky

Wow! Cool! ... And spooky.

She keeps running through multiple yards and streets still occasionally spotting the grinning man lurking around corners and bushes.  She stops to catch her breath and the grinning man is there waiting.  He just stood there calmly with his hands in his pockets stating in a thick southern drawl. "You jump like a grasshopper on steroids".  I lose recollection here.

Creepy. Reminds me of Herobrine, the unofficial Minecraft ghost (and Creepypasta).
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: Oneironautical1 December 10, 2014, 12:30:36 AM

She keeps running through multiple yards and streets still occasionally spotting the grinning man lurking around corners and bushes.  She stops to catch her breath and the grinning man is there waiting.  He just stood there calmly with his hands in his pockets stating in a thick southern drawl. "You jump like a grasshopper on steroids".  I lose recollection here.

Creepy. Reminds me of Herobrine, the unofficial Minecraft ghost (and Creepypasta).

Hah yea! I've never encountered him yet despite having spent days in minecraft.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Boadicea December 10, 2014, 03:59:57 PM

She keeps running through multiple yards and streets still occasionally spotting the grinning man lurking around corners and bushes.  She stops to catch her breath and the grinning man is there waiting.  He just stood there calmly with his hands in his pockets stating in a thick southern drawl. "You jump like a grasshopper on steroids".  I lose recollection here.

Creepy. Reminds me of Herobrine, the unofficial Minecraft ghost (and Creepypasta).

Hah yea! I've never encountered him yet despite having spent days in minecraft.

That's probably because he doesn't exist in Vanilla. You can only encounter him if you install a mod that adds him. He has his own page on the Minecraft Wiki though.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 11, 2014, 04:18:45 PM

That's probably because he doesn't exist in Vanilla. You can only encounter him if you install a mod that adds him. He has his own page on the Minecraft Wiki though.

Ah ok, that would explain it.  I've only done basic texture mods and such, fricken love that game though :)

[D]
My recollection starts with me and a large group of people standing on a moving pathway like in the Jetsons.  We are being moved through a huge underground cavern that is well lit along the pathway but fades to darkness in the distance in every direction.  Along the pathway is a raised brick wall about 5 feet high made of dark blue and green polished brick with the typical merlons like a castle wall staggered along its length.  I looked between two of the raised merlons and the entire lake was man made like a pool and only about 6 feet deep with crystal clear water.  The group of people I was with are all talking amongst themselves and as I look back I see a young girl looking at me smiling.  She was very pretty probably only 22 or so with fair skin long blonde hair and wearing a loose fitting white sleeveless shirt.  I smile and walk over stating how beautiful the pool is while looking back over my shoulder at it.  She grabs my hand and I grip firmly back as we both step off the moving walkway to let the group proceed as we talk. I mention how it must have taken decades to construct it.  As I'm holding her hand I notice her grip get inhumanly tight and I look down at her hand clamped down on mine.  Her hand was gripped so tight it was starting to contort and pop.  I look back up and her arms are beginning to twist and bend into strange positions.  A fiendish smile creeps across her face as her entire body starts to transform into an amorphous mass of bone and skin.  I manage to break free of her grip and run the opposite direction seeing a large vault like door at the end of the path.  She is right behind me as I slam the door shut and spin the lock.  I have a feeling that will only delay her and I need to get out of the cave and fast.  I look along the pathway of the current dark cave area and see stairs leading up to a door with faint daylight streaming through the cracks.  I run up the stairs and open the door quickly slamming it behind me and spinning the lock.  I am outside now and see a parking lot with my car and some others. It must have been raining as the dirt parking lot has become a muddy mess.  Still quite panicked I think my car may get stuck and to try to see if I can find a more all terrain vehicle to escape in.  I see a small truck and lose recollection here.

Probly closest thing to a nightmare in a long time.  I was pretty scared the whole time but I felt in control which is probly why I didn't wake up right away.

There was one other pretty vivid fragment I can't remember now I'll edit this post with it if I do later.


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: Shellidfl December 11, 2014, 09:08:48 PM
Yeah, I'd classify that as a nightmare for sure. :eek2:
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: Oneironautical1 December 11, 2014, 10:00:00 PM
Yeah, I'd classify that as a nightmare for sure. :eek2:

Yea back to why I'm not in too much of a hurry to make contact in the dream world  :P
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 15, 2014, 09:23:49 PM
Last night I fell asleep at about 10:00pm and slept until 7:00am waking up at least 4 times but luckily fell back asleep pretty easily each time.  I had some dreams but they were very fragmented and have are all gone except one fragment.   The dream below is from the night prior to last.

[D]
I am in a large open recreational room the size of a small gym.  One wall is all windows with the double doors leading outside.  The entire open building is filled with cheap folding tables and blue plastic chairs.  I walk over to a table and start putting together wooden pieces into some sort of artwork.  I arrange the various shapes of cut and planed wood into a crude teddy bear shape.  I step back and notice I still need legs.  I look outside and see a few trees and decide to find some twigs to use as legs.  I get outside and squat down with my knees in my chest and start rummaging through the leaf litter at the base of a tree outside.  I am humming a random tune as a person in white scrubs standing holding the door open calls my name.  My view shifts to third person and I see me, but its not me.  There is a slightly overweight bald man in white scrubs squatting down next to a tree's dirt bed.  He has a distant look on his face with his mouth slightly agape as if hes not all there.  The man in the door tells him he knows hes not supposed to go outside and needs to come back in.  The man squatting down seems dejected hanging his head as he shuffles back inside clutching his collection of twigs.

[F]
I am buying marijuana edibles at some store.  They are little multicolored gummies arranged in a fanned out pattern in a plastic tray.  I want to try them immediately but its late at night and I know I'll end up just falling asleep and it might be a waste.  I decide to wait until I have some free time in the day.
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: Rebel Seven December 16, 2014, 02:54:49 PM
[D]
I am in a large open recreational room the size of a small gym.  One wall is all windows with the double doors leading outside.  The entire open building is filled with cheap folding tables and blue plastic chairs.  I walk over to a table and start putting together wooden pieces into some sort of artwork.  I arrange the various shapes of cut and planed wood into a crude teddy bear shape.  I step back and notice I still need legs.  I look outside and see a few trees and decide to find some twigs to use as legs.  I get outside and squat down with my knees in my chest and start rummaging through the leaf litter at the base of a tree outside.  I am humming a random tune as a person in white scrubs standing holding the door open calls my name.  My view shifts to third person and I see me, but its not me.  There is a slightly overweight bald man in white scrubs squatting down next to a tree's dirt bed.  He has a distant look on his face with his mouth slightly agape as if hes not all there.  The man in the door tells him he knows hes not supposed to go outside and needs to come back in.  The man squatting down seems dejected hanging his head as he shuffles back inside clutching his collection of twigs.

That's what it must feel like to be crazy!
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 16, 2014, 03:25:56 PM
That's what it must feel like to be crazy!

Oh wow, maybe hes in an alternate universe in a mental home because that happens to him all the time.  He just seems crazy to everyone else when others project into his body.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 21, 2014, 12:16:30 PM
[D]
I am in my apartment but the room I am in seems a little different with a closet behind me where my bed normally is.  I am sitting on the floor with my back to the large closet and a stack of small packages sitting next to me.   They are all generic brown mailing packages with wide white tape closing them.  My friend J is also with me and just watches as I open one of the packages and pull out a pair of glasses.  The glasses were black shiny plastic frames and the ear pieces were each split making two hinged pieces on each side.  The top half of the ear piece had a tiny led at the top that faced outward from the lenses to light up the wearers view.  I am inspecting the strange glasses when actor Zach Braff walks out of the kitchen and smiles.  The LEDs on the glasses fade and go out and I can't get them to turn back on with the button on the glasses.  Zach says from across the room "I had the same problem".  I fold up the glasses and put them back in the small box and grab another box.  I realize that all the boxes have a pair of glasses in them and I am supposed to choose which frames I like and then the company will mail me my prescription with that frame.  I pull out another pair of glasses from a box and inspect them.  This pair were wire frame and had a strange leather middle bridge going across the entire front of the glasses connecting the two wire frame ear pieces.  I immediately thought they looked tacky and pop them back in the box.  I think to myself "They are probably all cheap wire frame since the company deals in discount frames".  I lose recollection here.

The entire dream I should have RC'd since I don't wear glasses but oh well.

[F]
I am at my old high school running outside along the side of the building toward the parking lot.  I remember the way I was running feeling strange, my stride starts to lengthen so much each step turns into a leap.  I could feel every muscle in the pushing leg of every step contract and release.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 22, 2014, 06:05:58 PM
[F]
I am outside sitting in the bed of a beige pickup truck.  It is early autumn as the leaves are changing color on the small oak tree in the small patch of dirt in the parking lot.  I see a young black guy walk by toward a park that is next to the building I was in front of.  He meets up with another couple of guys and start shooting hoops at a basketball half court.  I walk over and ask if I can play they say sure and toss me the ball.  One of the guys walks up to guard me as I dribble toward the hoop.  I have pretty good control of the ball as I do some quick dribbling sweeping it behind my back and in front of me on the opposite side.  The second I think about how well my ball control is I lose it and the guy guarding me takes the ball and runs it in for a layup.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
My manager and I are working in an office somewhere.  I don't remember how I knew but she had the hots for me and I was contemplating following through with it.

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: Oneironautical1 December 23, 2014, 03:27:07 PM
[D]
I am standing on my parents front porch looking out across the front lawn at the house across the street.  Suddenly I feel a strange pressure all around me and the entire environment turned a shade of deep red.  I look to my left and my older sister is standing in the drive way and it looked like she was frozen in place.  She had a look of surprise on her face.  I look back across the street and see a small green humanoid creature standing in the front yard of the house across the street.  Either time skips or the creature teleported right in front of me.  I don't remember if I could move but I remember being scared but also very curious what it wanted so I stayed put.  The creature looked up at me with a blank earnest expression cocking its head slightly.  It spoke slowly and deliberately with strong enunciation. "How do you move a continent?".  I didn't know how to answer the cryptic question and quietly muttered "I can't".  Immediately after answering the red filter on the environment disappeared as did the creature.  My sister runs over still looking surprised.  I didn't want to sound crazy so I asked her what she saw.  She answered "A small green man..." I was relieved that someone else witnessed it to corroborate my own story.

[F]
I am at my parents house for the christmas party and gift exchange.  I had left my gifts in the car for some reason and went to get them.  I get outside and my care is gone.  Normally I would be pretty pissed but this took it to another level having all the gifts in there as well.  I quickly pull out my phone and call the police to report a stolen vehicle.

[D]
I am at a gym/spa but I don't know where the weight room is.  I ask a guy who is mopping the floor near by.  He points to a small hole in the floor about 2 1/2 feet in diameter.  I tell him "What the hell? I can't fit down there!".   He smiles and keeps mopping "Sure you can, its fine."  I kneel down to inspect the hole.  It has a rubber lining around the edges and looks like a water park tube slide and I see water flowing down and around a corner.  As I'm debating whether or not to go down I see some blades and gears pop out of the sides and move around then go back into the walls of the tube.  I look back up at the guy mopping "What the fuck was that?!".  He replies in a nonchalant tone "In case anyone gets stuck".  I decide to go for it since they can't be in the business of murdering people via slides, can they?  I jump in and as I am sliding down I realize if I go too slow some of the contraptions in the walls of the slide may pop out and chop me up.  I can see the end of the slide up ahead as the tube levels out.  I start to slow down way before I am out of the slide and begin frantically crawling toward the exit.  I make it out just as some of the blades protrude from the walls.
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: Shellidfl December 24, 2014, 04:48:15 PM
Another freaky, nightmarish dream for you, O1.  What are you eating before bed? :crazy:
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: Oneironautical1 December 25, 2014, 12:21:20 AM
Another freaky, nightmarish dream for you, O1.  What are you eating before bed? :crazy:

I know, oddly enough most of the time in these dreams I'm not necessarily scared.  I guess its either that I'm more mature now or something deep down knows it can't be real.  I haven't had what I would call a true full blown nightmare in a long time.  *Knock on wood*

[F]
I am at a camp ground with my relatives like we do every year for our family reunion.  Its night out and to my left are trees, campers, tents and a fire.  To my right the camp ground is nestled at the top of a levy to a river about 20 feet down.  I am staring at the river that is glowing a bright sky blue dotted with the silhouettes of people tubing down stream.  My older sister is talking to me about something but I can't remember I'm transfixed by the glowing river.
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: Oneironautical1 December 26, 2014, 06:22:44 PM
[F]
I am by the local lake in my childhood neighborhood.  I am riding a bike along the dam and looking out over the lake.  Next thing I know I'm on the same street about a mile north on the top of a hill.  I ride my bike down the hill in the street and then notice a radio tower to my left that never used to be there.  The tower is at the top of the hill I just rode down in the middle of a thicket of bamboo shoots.  I get off the bike and slowly weave my way through the thick bamboo forest.  I am making my way up the hill toward the radio tower as the hill gets steeper and steeper.  The hill gets so steep I end up using the bamboo like ladder rungs grasping and pulling my way up the almost vertical grade of the hill.  I make it to the top of the hill to the radio tower that is surrounded by chain link fence with razor wire curled along the top.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am at either a mall or an airport, the entire area seems out of date and in disrepair.  There is a kiosk in the middle of the open walkway with a man moving about cooking.  I walk over and see hes a noodle vendor.  I decide to get some a try and ask him for a bowl.  He asks what kind and I tell him something spicy.  He seemed to understand but I don't think english was his first language.  I remember them being very thick unlike any ramen I've had before.  The broth was a beef based broth with a pretty good kick to it.  I loudly slurp them down and immediately want another bowl.  I go back to the vendor and hes smiling he seemed to know I enjoyed them.  I ask for more.
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: Oneironautical1 December 29, 2014, 02:48:57 PM
[D]
I begin recollection leaving a building I don't remember if I had broken in or what but I was running from security.  I run into a parking garage to try to lose them.  A patrol car pulls into the garage and spots me.  The guard jumps out and chases me on foot.  I run into a small maintenance tunnel and he follows me in.  I am almost out of the tunnel when the guard pulls his gun out and shoots a pipe above me.  The pipe bursts spraying a white cloud of coolant toward my legs.  I feel my feet get really cold and my right foot goes numb and freezes solid.  I hobble out of the tunnel trying not to worry about the potential shattering of my frozen limb.  I step into the street and hear two more shots from the direction of the guard.  I feel a slight pinch on the inside of my right thigh near my groin.  I look down to see a rapidly expanding blood stain on my pants and the warmth of the blood creep down my frozen leg.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am driving with a passenger to my right.  I am explaining the dream above to them but not as a dream but something that actually happened.

Its funny because there was much more to the top dream that I remember going over in the lower fragment but is now lost to me.
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: Oneironautical1 December 31, 2014, 01:25:48 PM
[D]
I am working behind the counter at a convenience store.  A tall older black man that was a customer I recognize from my current job comes in the door.  I smile and greet him as he walks over to the counter.  He says he needs a money order for $1100 and starts counting out bills onto the counter.  I navigate to the correct function on the register to sell the money order.  I look over at the bills he is counting out and see a stack of 20s, 100s, and a mix of 10s and 5s.  All of the bills looked pretty normal except for the 20s.  They were a dark blue instead of the normal green.  I smile thinking "He can't be serious with these fake bills."  I look back up to him with a slight smile and tell him I can't take those bills.  He loses his relaxed demeanor insisting the bills are real.  I notice a line is building up behind him and I walk over to the other register to open it to help the other customers.  I help one customer and jump back over to the money order guy to see what hes decided to do.  When I do hes on my side of the register feeding bills into the lock box while the register is closing a money order transaction.  I bark at him "What the fuck are you doing?!".  He keeps fiddling with the register and says he closed it out for me.  I press the power button on the register to turn it off before it printed the money order.   I tell him he can't do that and to get his fake bills and get out of my store.  I start herding him toward the door as he stuffs the bills back into his wallet with a shamed look.  I yell "Get the FUCK out of my store" as he crosses the door I lock it behind him.

There was more to the set up of this fragment but I can't remember it.
[F]
I am flying over a field in a rural area at night.  I see a house in the distance with the lights on and fly toward it.  I stop about 100 yards out floating about 50 feet in the air.  I see a woman on the second floor of the house walk up to a balcony.  I couldn't hear her but she sees me and gestures for someone to come over to the door and look.  A little boy about 6 years old walks over in blue footy pajamas.  They both wave and I slowly fly over and land in the yard in front of the house.  The woman and the kid walk out and the kid runs over and I kneel down on one knee to talk to him.  The boy asks if I'm really super man.  I look to his smiling mother and quickly respond "Yes!".  He asks why I don't have any hair then. (I shave my head IRL)  I told him I decided to go more aerodynamic.  Hes still pretty skeptical and starts to frown and almost cry.  I try to distract him and ask if they want to go up.  He quietly walks closer and I put my arm around his and his mothers waist.  I quickly fly up into the air as him and his mother laugh.  I lose recollection here.

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: Oneironautical1 January 03, 2015, 11:44:21 AM
[D]
I am sitting in a small bedroom of an unfamiliar house, the size of the room and age of the building reminds me of my grandparents house.  The room is small and full of furniture on every wall and a door to the outside opposite to a doorway to the hall of the house.  There's an entertainment center on the wall by the door a desk on the side wall opposite a large book shelf on the other wall and a small bed in the back.  I am sitting in a desk chair in front of the desk and see a young latino guy walk in and sets down a leather bag and starts rifling through it.  I am put off a little as this was my house and don't know the guy and hes lingering in my room.  I ask him what he's doing in here and he doesn't answer but gathers his things and leaves through the door in my room.  I hear chatter coming from the hall and leave the room the investigate.  I walk down the hall and pass a railing that guards a stairway that goes down into another large room.  The voices are coming from down the stairs I walk around the railing and look down the stairs to see people sitting in chairs in another living room next to another kitchen.  I realize this must be a duplex or something and another family lives there.  I think to myself "No wonder the rent was so cheap here".

[F]
I am in a large cafeteria with a few groups of people sitting and eating.  I am chilling by myself watching one of the TVs.  I look over to see a woman with her friend looking in my direction.  I smile and nod and she walks over.  I remember some friendly small talk and making her laugh but not the specifics.  She says she needs to take me to "The Friday Room" with her friends.  I'm excited for having made a new friend.

[D]
I am standing outside of J a childhood friends house with J standing with me.  The house is now gated off and condemned with the large tree in the front yard that had split and fallen on the house leaving a large hole in the roof.  We walk around the side of the house and the entire right side of the house was gone and you could see from his old bedroom all the way into the living room.   "Its a shame isn't it?" I say to my friend.  I ask if he remembers T that used to live next door to him.  I don't remember ever getting a reply from him.  We walk back to the front of the house and see there is a large brown dog jumping and barking behind the rot iron fence.  I walk over and the dog sticks his head through the fence and I grab his head vigorously scratching and petting him.  I look to my right and J and his little sister walk over.  I remember meeting his sister years ago not recognizing her with her having grown from his bratty little sister into such a beautiful woman.  They walk over and she looked a little older and heavier than last I remembered but still very pretty.  I remember wondering if I had a shot with her.
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: Vex January 04, 2015, 03:48:30 AM
I had a dream last month very similar to your duplex dream. Felt like deja vu as I read it.
Did you find out what was in the Friday Room? Very curious about it now.
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: Oneironautical1 January 04, 2015, 06:59:06 PM
Did you find out what was in the Friday Room? Very curious about it now.

No idea really, it seemed familiar at the time I know it was a pub/bar.  I normally don't like going out as I'm more of a home body but I was happy to have made a new friend :P.

[D]
I begin recollection in a stock room similar to the one at my store but things around arranged differently.  I don't remember being lucid but I did some strange manipulation of the environment.  I noticed there were people right out side of the door that goes to the sales floor.  I get down on my knees and look under the small inch gap and see the feet of two women browsing the shelves right in front of the door.  I think about shrinking down and walking under the gap in the door.  I don't shrink down but my point of view does slide under the door.  I could look up and see the bottom of the door above me and then moved a little closer to the outer edge of the door.  I look up and see the two women towering above.  I hear loud children getting closer and then see them round a corner running toward the door.  The group of kids run to the door and throw it open. For a split second I was afraid I would get trampled but I didn't they run overhead and I lose recollection here.

I thought there were more fragments but I can't remember anymore.  I only got maybe 5 hours of sleep total last night, I'll definitely catch up on it tonight.
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: Shellidfl January 04, 2015, 07:57:50 PM
Get ready for that REM rebound, O1.  I am anticipating some myself!
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: Oneironautical1 January 05, 2015, 12:25:57 PM
[D]
Recollection begins looking over what looks like an old west town.  There were the typical rickety wooden buildings along a wide dirt road.  Where the road turned left I saw something out of place.  Amongst the small one and two story buildings was a huge 4 story contraption.  It was a huge wooden wall behind a giant multistory obstacle course with moving padded wheels, nets and other obstacles.  My view shifts closer almost like a camera view onto the people navigating the course.  It turns out to be Corey and Chumlee from Pawn Stars.  Corey is visibly frustrated with the obstacle course and Chumlee's casual annoying comments.


[D]
I am walking through a parking garage or lot of some kind.  The driving area between the parked cars is extremely narrow.  There are people standing next to their cars and sitting in the cars.  As I'm walking along I notice another person join me and hands me a gun.  Its an old single shot flint pistol with elaborate engraving on the metal.  We walk along the parked cars loading and cocking the guns.  I have the thought that when we pass a certain car we just start shooting.  We slowly approach the invisible line and then start shooting every person in site.  As I shoot I move on to the next so fast I don't even see anyone get shot or even fall down.  We leave the lot and make our way through a walkway between buildings with people sitting on benches.  We keep shooting random people as we make our way to an open grassy area with paved walkways joining the surrounding buildings.  I toss aside the pistol and pull out a rifle from a duffel bag.  The rifle's barrel was in 3 pieces that needed to be screwed together.  I decide to get a better vantage point and run toward one of the brick buildings.  The roof is about 20 feet up and I launch myself with a super human jump grasping the edge of the roof and pulling myself up.  I am up on the roof and screw together the barrel and take aim into the open grassy area.  I rest the gun on the edge of the roof and try aiming with the notches on the barrel but I can't get them to line up.  I give up on it and jump down and tell the other shooters we need to loot the guns on the other people.  We walk through the aftermath of the crazy shooting inspecting the dead for guns.  I find a couple pistols and find an old man sitting on a bench in the walkway from earlier slumped over.  He had an orange duffel bag under his arm and I open it.  There aren't any guns but its full of knives, throwing knives, hunting knives and short swords.  I am still looking through the bag and tell the other shooters "This guy was a knife expert!".  I lose recollection here.

Looking back on it the shooting dream is pretty disturbing.  It played out like a video game as I was completely detached the entire time.
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: Vex January 07, 2015, 12:32:58 AM
note to self - must hang out with Oneironautical in a dream sometime  :comeandgetsome:
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: Oneironautical1 January 07, 2015, 01:51:42 AM
note to self - must hang out with Oneironautical in a dream sometime  :comeandgetsome:

Lock N' Load Biotch!  It was a really strange dream though it was like a video game almost.

[D]
I am working at Blockbuster Video still for some reason and decide to get lunch next door at a pizza place.  I walk in and make my way to the counter and order something that I can't remember now.  The guy hands me a cup to fill up at the fountain.  I turn toward the fountain and realize I don't have a straw.  I turn back around an ask the clerk for a staw.  He hands me one and I pop it in my cup.  Right before I fill up the cup I notice the straw is filled with gunk.  I turn back to the clerk who has a mischievous smile on his face and the other teenagers behind the counter are giggling.  I walk over smiling calmly stating "Very funny... Let me have another straw." He crassly responds "No" still grinning and walks around the counter and crossing his arms.  I walk over trying to keep my cool, "What you gonna do about it?" he says in a shitty tone.  The kid was young and dumb and I did want to crack him but I know I'm not really good in a fight and its not really worth it.  I just smile and tell him to get his manager.  He doesn't at first and just looks at me grinning.  I state again "You're not going to goad me into a fight so just go get your manager".  He still doesn't budge and I notice an older man come around from behind the counter.  It was an old friend of mine J whose house was in the dream a few nights ago.  He looks a bit older than we actually are with a slight hunch and weathered with an obviously cheap haircut.  He smiles politely and asks whats going on.  I explain what happened and he responds with a sort of "kids these days" response.  My recollection gets foggy here.
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: Namaste January 07, 2015, 02:48:18 AM
Aha... The old Blockbuster days - It was always very exciting to go in and see all those movies and wonder what great one you are going to see next... Has it totally gone now... Did it completely go under! I suppose these days it's all about streaming online. It sounds like an altercation that could quite easily happen.
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: Oneironautical1 January 07, 2015, 11:32:57 AM
Aha... The old Blockbuster days - It was always very exciting to go in and see all those movies and wonder what great one you are going to see next... Has it totally gone now... Did it completely go under! I suppose these days it's all about streaming online. It sounds like an altercation that could quite easily happen.

Yea they closed all stores nation wide this time last year.  I had worked there for 7 years bouncing from store to store as they closed over the last 3 years before closing all of them.  I really liked working there aside from the low pay.  It was fun and easy almost like being a movie librarian.
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: Vex January 08, 2015, 01:19:50 PM
Gunky straw. Blahhh. I'll be checking my straws out from now on, I bet.
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: Oneironautical1 January 08, 2015, 06:13:48 PM
[F] leading into a lucid below
I am mimicking the sound of a loud sports car while zipping along a curving street. The fact that I'm essentially flying a few feet above the ground mimicking a sports car makes me realize I'm dreaming.

[L]
I get excited and decide to try to go as fast as I possibly can.  The environment around me starts to blur and warp and all shapes to my left and right blur into a multicolored gradient on my left and right and there is just a solid black ground meeting a solid white sky forming a horizon in front.  I get a little scared that I might push too far and wake up. Next thing I remember I am in a small unfamiliar bedroom.  There is a large queen size bed high up on an ornate wooden frame next to the door and a dresser and bookshelf on the other side of the door in the corner.  The room is pretty drab with nothing on the walls almost like a generic B&B.

My recollection gets foggy for a split second here.  I don't remember anyone else being in the room but I am talking to someone about there being "multiple layers" and gesturing with my hands stacking one above the other over and over.

I regain control and recollection and try to leave the room via the window.  I try flying straight through the window to just passed through it like usual.  I do and pop right back into the same room.  I do this three more times and get a little frustrated.  Finally I manage to relax and pass through slowly and emerge outside.  It is a cool clear morning wherever it was.  I fly down from the window which was on the second floor and land on the ground.  I think about how I normally fly around and do crazy shit when I am lucid but I decide to try to just take in the dream.  I think about how dreaming me is creating all of this and if I try too hard to change things I might wake up so I just try to relax and keep the dreaming me asleep.  When I do everything becomes 10 times more vivid trying to describe the innate qualia that made it so much more vivid is impossible.  I look down to my right at some flowers at the base of a telephone pole.  They were little clusters of small inch wide pure white flowers.  I kneel down and could see every little dew drop on the leaves and pedals.  I reach down to feel it and grasp around the base of the flowers and slowly raise my hand as the leaves pass through my hand.  When I get to a cluster of flowers I grip tighter and pull off a cluster of the flowers.  I open my hand and the wet dew had made the white pedals stick to my hand.  I try to shake them off and when I do the pedals rearrange themselves into a perfect rose like configuration on the tip of my index finger.  This makes me laugh and I grab another cluster of flowers stripping the pedals and shake my hand to form another tiny white rose on my middle finger.  I do this one more time making 3 finger tip roses and quickly pluck the pedals from my fingertips.  I could feel them pull from my finger as if they had been rooted there.  I turn around to survey the area and see the house I had come out of.  It was a small light blue two story victorian with white shutters and a covered porch on the right.  Next to the house on the side I was on was a huge pile of rubble with nail filled boards and corrugated metal sheets.  I look at it and for some reason the idea that a rubble pile like that would be like a soft comfy bed for an indestructible monster like the hulk or something.  I think "well lets give it a shot"  and jump up into the air about 20 feet above the rubble pile.  I land on it feeling everything giving way as if I weighed a ton and roll around like a pig in the mud.  The pile of rusted sharp medal and splintered wood felt like a soft pile of blankets.  I lose recollection there.

[F]False awakening
I am still trying to take in the hyper vivid lucid I had and decide to record it but don't want to turn on the lights to write or type.  I grab my phone and find a voice recording app and start describing everything above.  I am not in my room however I am outside in some kind of canyon.  There are multiple large rock formations split by running water snaking between them.  I am trying to describe the dream above while walking along and kicking down makeshift log bridges across the small chutes of water going between the rocks.  I finally sit down and a man and a woman walk over and ask what I'm doing.  I tell them I am trying to record this dream I just had and invite them to join me and talk about our dreams.

Gunky straw. Blahhh. I'll be checking my straws out from now on, I bet.

Yea gross, I remember it being like they found one sitting in a dried milk shake lol
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: Vex January 10, 2015, 12:18:54 AM
Loved the flowers bit. DO you happen to have a green thumb iwl?
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: Oneironautical1 January 10, 2015, 06:54:23 PM
Loved the flowers bit. DO you happen to have a green thumb iwl?

Never really did much gardening but what I have planted and grown turned out healthy.

[F]
I am in a large open atrium of a hotel or office building that goes up about 4 stories.  I am flying in the middle of the atrium going back and forth from one wall toward another.  I'm not flying like normal in a lucid with control. I'm more gliding downward then banking upward then turning and flying back downward and banking back up in the opposite direction.  I couldn't really propel myself I had to use gravity and the centrifugal force when banking upward to stay aloft.  The only control I had was slightly turning my hands in different directions to control my pitch, roll and yaw like ailerons on a plane.  Later I am in the same atrium as before describing my flight to a group of people.

There were many more fragments but I can't recall them anymore.  Its funny once I've tried to make it a point try to write here every day I have dreams where I'm discussing the dream I just had with people.  Part of that I think is wanting to document it before I forget it.
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: Oneironautical1 January 11, 2015, 12:20:10 PM
[D]
The setting is a Blockbuster Video again..  This store is huge though, it has one front area that is lower than another level up a single step to the rear of the store.  I am at the rear of the store pulling down videos because the store had recently been shut down.  I am on my knees clearing off a bottom shelf of movies.  I wish I could remember what is was but I can't just that it had an orange cover.  As I pull the movies from the shelf the cases behind the front few are empty.  I smile and shake my head thinking "Really?" about the petty shoplifters.  I continue pulling the movies when my old district manager walks over and says she has to go over some stuff with me.  She lays down on the rough brown carpeted floor and I do the same next to her.  She is talking about something to do with the store and circling things on the paper.  I don't recall what but as she is talking I notice the floor starts to give way a bit.  I look down and the floor has become like a water bed ebbing and churning with every slight movement.  I lean to one side and hear a noise from behind me, like the peel of a sticky piece of paper.  I look behind me and we are right near a corner of the room and the waterbed floor is coming away from it.  I sit up making the floor separate more from the corner wall revealing a dead man propped sitting up in the corner.  He slowly emerges from behind the waterbed flooring.  He had small cuts on his pale white face and his large blue eyes were open with a dead stare.  This freaks me out and I turn back to my manager to tell her.  I tap on her shoulder and look back at the corpse.  I lay there eyes wide and mouth agape as he gets up dusts himself off and walks out the door next to him.

[F]
I am in a large store sort of like a WalMart.  I must work there as I am gathering things that are out of place and tossing them into a cart.  I walk between the racks and notice there is weightlifting equipment in the middle of the store.  It wasn't for sale as it was obviously being used regularly. 

There were many more fragments but I can't remember them now.  Yesterday morning I woke up so dehydrated my back was sore until I had rehydrated.  Last night I decided to make sure to drink water periodically if I woke up.  I swear I must have gotten up to pee every 2 1/2 hours though :/  This really fragmented my sleep
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: Rebel Seven January 11, 2015, 03:05:10 PM
There were many more fragments but I can't remember them now.  Yesterday morning I woke up so dehydrated my back was sore until I had rehydrated.  Last night I decided to make sure to drink water periodically if I woke up.  I swear I must have gotten up to pee every 2 1/2 hours though :/  This really fragmented my sleep

There has got to be a way to use this to your advantage! haha, find your pee balance padawan
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: Oneironautical1 January 12, 2015, 06:22:13 PM
There has got to be a way to use this to your advantage! haha, find your pee balance padawan

Yea could be a good way to get WBTB and try to WILD.

[F]
I have hair on my head again, I started shaving my head a few months ago but I don't remember letting it grow back out. I am inspecting it in a mirror and its thicker than it ever was even when I was young.  Not only was it just more filled in but its much thicker darker brown hair when I have finer blonde hair.

[F]
I am outside of a building in a parking lot of a shopping center near my parents house.  I am walking to my car and its incredibly windy and cold.  I am wearing a jacket that is catching a lot of the wind.  I decide to see if the wind will push me if I jump up in the air on the next gust.  I jump up and go back a couple feet and land.  I laugh and try again and get pushed further through the air.  I unzip the jacket and hold the two sides out with my arms out stretched like a makeshift wing suit and jump into the air again.  I am picked up and lifted a good 20-30 feet into the air above the parking lot.  I am almost neutrally buoyant in the air as I don't move around too much unless I change the positioning of the jacket flaps.  I see a woman take notice and point at me to a couple other people.  I hear one of them say "Look a human kite!".

[D]
I am at a movie theater sitting in the audience, the lights are still on but something is playing on the screen I can't remember.  There aren't normal seats in this theater but different levels that you can just sit on a padded floor any way you would like.  I'm sitting with a woman I don't recognize now but during the dream she was very familiar.  She was light skinned black with beautiful full hair in short springy curls.  I remember sitting with our legs interlocked and feeling the warmth of her smooth legs against mine and an overwhelming feeling of comfort and love.  I don't remember having any conversation but shes smiling as am I.  Next thing I remember I look to the aisle and see an older black man standing with a stern scowl on his face.  He grabs her arm and pulls her to her feet as he hurriedly escorts her to the exit of the theater.  I catch up to him and hear him say something along the lines of "You know you weren't supposed to be here!" to her.  They stop in the middle of the open concessions area and he tells her to go wait in the car. His posture relaxes as she walks away and he turns to me shifting from anger to a more subdued tired concern.  I tell him "Hey I'm sorry I didn't know".  He responds "Yea I know, shes just not supposed to be here and she knows it.".  I lose recollection here.
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: Vex January 13, 2015, 05:44:27 PM
Human kite sounds fun. I need to try that sometime. It will probably be more effective than forcing myself into flight.
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: Oneironautical1 January 14, 2015, 03:07:30 PM
[F]
I'm in a building with low ceilings walking through a tight hallway.  I'm on my way to meet up with an online fitness person Scooby.  Hes going to work out with me and a couple other people at the gym in this building.  As I pass a room I see kids sitting in long carts all lined up as if they are about to race.  I don't think anything of it and pass by.  As I round the corner a young boy about 12 runs up and tells me they are about to start the race and I need to come help them win.  I tell him I was going to meet up with Scooby and I can't.  He explains they need a strong rower so I figure it would make an ok workout and tell him.  "Alright I'll row the hell outta that thing!".  I follow him back to the room with the carts and see each long cart has 4 wooden seats some of which have a metal bar.  I assume the bar is what you pull in a rowing motion to make the cart move.  I'm standing next to the cart as I see Scooby pass by in the hallway which makes me reconsider rowing for the kids team.  I lose recollection before I make a decision.

There were more fragments but I can't remember them now I'll edit this later if they come back to me.
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: Oneironautical1 January 15, 2015, 06:57:15 PM
[D]
I am riding in a car down a street in my childhood neighborhood my older sister is driving.  It was a street that had two large hills on either end with a deep valley in the bottom.  As we reach the bottom of the hill we pass a very large house that has always been there.  The once well manicured multilevel lawn with various vines and foliage had gone to shit.  There was copious amounts of garbage and broken and rotting furniture and appliances scattered around.  I can't remember if my sister had told me this next information or if I just thought it myself.  I remember thinking M a friend I had from preschool through high school had been living there and recently lost everything they had somehow.  I remember getting an inkling of schadenfreude as we pass the house, I instantly feel like an asshole and look away to try to forget it. We continued past the trashed house and turned into an apartment complex that isn't actually on that street.  The buildings were a sleek grey and white, its a very new complex with high priced condos.  We park and make our way up the stairs to my sisters apartment.  When we walk in I see M's wife sitting at a small table by the sliding glass door to the patio.  There were papers and folders covering the table and shes on the phone with someone while she's rifling through the nest of papers.  I think to myself she must be letting her stay there while her and M get back on their feet.  I look to my left and see what looks like a giant empty fish tank.  I walk over to inspect it and its an aquarium on par with something you would see at a zoo.  Its curved and separates the living room from the kitchen acting as a wall.  I look around inside at the large rocks and sand filling the bottom.  I see water start to trickle in from the right side along the floor of the tank.  The water instantly builds from a trickle to a torrent.  Somehow a huge rush of water comes shooting through the tank and actually pushes some of the large knee high rocks from the right side of the tank.  I back away another couple feet and cringe waiting for the rocks to crash through the tank and the water to flood the apartment.  It doesn't however, the rocks just pile up on the left side of the tank.  My recall gets foggy here but I remember having a couple other guys help me remove some of the rocks from the tank to place them back throughout the tank.

I only got MAYBE 5 hours of sleep despite having laid down at 9:00pm and not having to wake up til 6:00pm.  There were other fragmented dreams but I can't remember any others now.

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: Vex January 17, 2015, 03:58:50 PM
That fish tank thing sounds awesome. I'd love to have something like that, except full of snakes or spiders, or maybe snakes AND spiders.
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: Oneironautical1 January 19, 2015, 05:45:45 PM
That fish tank thing sounds awesome. I'd love to have something like that, except full of snakes or spiders, or maybe snakes AND spiders.
A terrarium would be awesome! One of my uncles had a monitor lizard and 2 iguanas.  The monitor had a habitat built under the stairs in the basement.  They literally had a monster under the stairs :P

The past few nights have been crap for sleep and recall.  My work keeps scheduling me to close one night then open the next morning only giving me a 8 hour window to get home and go to sleep...  Hopefully tonight I can catch back up on some sleep and REM..
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: Oneironautical1 January 20, 2015, 10:40:43 PM
Well, I definitely caught up on some sleep but only left with a few small fragments.

[F]
I am standing out side of a building talking to a woman at a booth behind tinted glass.  The woman turns out to be B a woman I briefly dated years ago.  Shes asking me to read the serial number off the bills I had.  I flip though the stack of bills I have and stop on a credit card and start reading her the numbers off the credit card for some reason.

[F]
I am watching in third person.  I see a man in a plastic bio-hazard suit approach a sink drain.  He states "here we go" and shrinks down as he jumps into the air and goes down the drain.  I watch as he ends up in a dark area with pipes all around.  Recollection gets fuzzy on how all of it played out but I remember an attractive woman picking up the shrunken guy.  As she grabs him her hand passes through one of the pipes next to him.  I remember thinking that was odd and lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 January 22, 2015, 08:01:04 PM
Only one fragment from night before last.
[F]
I am eating peanut butter out of the jar with my finger.  As I dig my finger through it I notice it doesn't have the consistency of normal peanut butter.  It feels like a thick air filled cream almost like whipped cream not quite frozen yet.  It was good.

Recall was zilch last night even though I remembered prolonged instances of dreaming.
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: Oneironautical1 January 27, 2015, 09:20:31 PM
Phew, school and work have made it really hard to keep up with my entries.  I can only remember one fragment from a few days ago more than even last nights :/  Hopefully this dry spell passes soon.

[F]
Driving in a red sports car, it looked like an old honda or toyota from the late 80s.  I remember marveling at how well I could drive a stick even though I never really have before.
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: Vex January 28, 2015, 12:27:54 AM
Only one fragment from night before last.
[F]
I am eating peanut butter out of the jar with my finger.  As I dig my finger through it I notice it doesn't have the consistency of normal peanut butter.  It feels like a thick air filled cream almost like whipped cream not quite frozen yet.  It was good.
That does sound good. You must invent it and send us free samples.
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: Oneironautical1 January 28, 2015, 10:10:03 PM
Last night before I fell asleep I did a sort of meditation.  I laid on my bed with my arms and legs spread out and my eyes closed. I had my most recent dog on my mind Dozer and how I essentially sent him up the river because of some shitty circumstances.  I started thinking about that and my father and how I never really got to say I'm sorry for being such a shitty kid when he died.  I thought of every thing I had done wrong by them that I could think of and apologized for them.  It was a sort of guilt cleanse I guess, it definitely influenced the one dream I could remember last night.

[D]
I begin recollection in my parents den.  I am kneeling next to my old dog Jersey he was a pointer setter mix.  He was the sweetest dog, a long time ago him and Bella our other dog got out of the back yard one day and we never found them.  I have a pork rib I just finished myself and hold it in front of him.  He sniffs and reaches with him mouth open and misses.  I think to myself "Is he blind?"  I toss the rib bone onto the floor right in front of him and he quickly finds it but I could tell he couldn't see.  I look over to my mom who is sitting on a chair near by and tell her "it's effecting his vision now."  I'm instantly filled with a deep sadness.  I look back to Jersey and he looks extremely emaciated. Strangely one of his rear legs is almost translucent I could see the bone and blood vessels beneath the skin.  Somehow I think he has trichinosis and think about how excruciating the infection is to have his entire body infiltrated by the parasite.  I am sitting just watching him chewing on the bone and start crying.  Later in the night I wake up and my eyes are still wet.
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: Oneironautical1 January 29, 2015, 11:15:04 AM
[D]
I'm at some kind of clothing outlet.  The building was one open warehouse with clothing racks spread throughout and large 15 foot high metal shelves all filled with clothes.  I'm looking through a clothing rack when the whole warehouse goes dark and pop music starts playing.  I look around and people had started dancing so I join in doing the Usher Slide while still holding the shirt I was looking at.  I notice there are a couple people I know in the crowd of dancing people.  I walk over and smile and nod before I can say anything I see a bright flash to my right.  I look over and see there isn't a ceiling anymore but a night sky and there is a meteor slowly ambling across the sky downward to the horizon.  I point and yell "Check it out! A meteor!".  Everyone near me stops dancing and watches the tumbling white trail.  It splashes down in either a lake or bay in the distance and instantly starts moving across the water in our direction.  I squint and see a rectangular vessel with lit windows almost like a train is headed our way.  I say to the others standing around "Make as bright of a light as you can!"  I hold my hands open in front of my face palms facing each other and start directing energy into them.  I could feel a slight pinch in one small point in the center of each palm and a small pinprick of white light flickers on.  I concentrate harder and really push energy into my hands and the light grows brighter and brighter until it illuminates my immediate vicinity.  The once dark area is now covered by people creating these signal lights.  The space train is shooting across the water creating a huge wake and darts in our direction stopping at the shore about 100 yards out.  I keep my light lit and watch as humanoid figures disembark the vessel and walk towards us in the dark.  I'm kind of nervous as I don't know if they are hostile or friendly.  One of the figures at the front of their group emerges from the darkness into my light and its a woman.  Shes pretty with dark auburn hair but something about her face tells me shes not quite earth human if that makes sense.  She had small facial differences sort of like some of the aliens would in Star Trek.  She walks toward me with a huge smile and I'm filled with happiness and relief and beam back with a big smile.  My recall gets fuzzy now but I remember her telling me they had stopped here because they needed water.  There was a further portion of this dream that is just completely wiped but I do remember a flying sequence.  I remember trying to fly as fast as I could back to the space train shooting through a rocky hill that was in the way blasting off a portion of it.

[F]
Its a snowy day with at least 6 inches of slush on the road.  I'm talking to a guy about his car and how it was my parents old car.  He doesn't believe me at first so I walk over and point out the CB radio that is still bolted below the center of the dash.

There was much more to the last fragment but it was early in the night and I lost pretty much all of it.  I do remember trying to write it down immediately after it happened in another dream but logging a dream in a dream doesn't seem to help :P.  If anything it may have made it harder to remember as I thought I had written it down.
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: Oneironautical1 January 30, 2015, 07:35:11 PM
No recollection of anything from last night.. I do remember springing awake to the hellish shriek of two demon cats eviscerating one another outside of my apartment.  For a split second right when awakening I thought it was a woman  :crazy:
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: Vex January 30, 2015, 11:28:26 PM
I hate it when cats do that. The other night I was laying awake and thought I heard a baby crying distantly. At first I thought maybe it was H auditory hallucinations but the sound came again. I was afraid someone had left a kid outside. I opened the front door and across the street there were two cats making weird baby-ish noises. Damn cats. 
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: Niorun January 31, 2015, 12:03:41 AM
[D]
There was much more to the last fragment but it was early in the night and I lost pretty much all of it.  I do remember trying to write it down immediately after it happened in another dream but logging a dream in a dream doesn't seem to help :P.  If anything it may have made it harder to remember as I thought I had written it down.
Haha, ugh. I have definitely done this before. Felt like I spent an hour carefully recording the details of my dream and I felt super proud of myself because I so rarely record my non-lucid dreams....then I actually woke up and was so irritated that I didn't record it IWL. Stupid FAs.

No recollection of anything from last night..I do remember springing awake to the hellish shriek of two demon cats eviscerating one another outside of my apartment.  For a split second right when awakening I thought it was a woman  :crazy:
I hate it when cats do that. The other night I was laying awake and thought I heard a baby crying distantly. At first I thought maybe it was H auditory hallucinations but the sound came again. I was afraid someone had left a kid outside. I opened the front door and across the street there were two cats making weird baby-ish noises. Damn cats. 

Cats have an amazingly variable vocal range. My cat has taken to communicating with me in tonal grunts lately. In my old place raccoon gangs roamed the neighbourhood at night and we would sometimes be woken in the dead of night to horrifying demon snarls and whimpers. Was legitimately terrified the first time it happened.
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: Oneironautical1 January 31, 2015, 11:13:14 AM
I hate it when cats do that. The other night I was laying awake and thought I heard a baby crying distantly. At first I thought maybe it was H auditory hallucinations but the sound came again. I was afraid someone had left a kid outside. I opened the front door and across the street there were two cats making weird baby-ish noises. Damn cats. 

I picture them giggling and high-fiving when you poke your head out. "Got her lol"

Haha, ugh. I have definitely done this before. Felt like I spent an hour carefully recording the details of my dream and I felt super proud of myself because I so rarely record my non-lucid dreams....then I actually woke up and was so irritated that I didn't record it IWL. Stupid FAs.
I was so proud of myself too, I thought I was getting it all down :P

Cats have an amazingly variable vocal range. My cat has taken to communicating with me in tonal grunts lately. In my old place raccoon gangs roamed the neighbourhood at night and we would sometimes be woken in the dead of night to horrifying demon snarls and whimpers. Was legitimately terrified the first time it happened.
Yea it was freaky, and later yesterday one of them was just sitting out there groaning with mewling moans.  :?

Last night I did a meditative proposal to my subconscious right before falling asleep.  I thought "I would like to have a dream with flying tonight" a few times over and imagined some flying sessions.  It seemed to help as I had a vivid flying dream later that night.  It was so early in the night its pretty fragmented now.

[F]
I start recollection flying over a large back yard of a house.  I don't have full control when flying but I could glide and bank upward to stay aloft.  I end up crash landing in the back yard on my side.  I look to my right at the grass and see 4 huge gnarled nails poking 6 inches out of the grass.  I think that would have been bad to land on that.

[F]
I'm at a water park and it starts raining.  I'm walking with someone I can't remember, we both run and take cover from the rain in a small bush.  We crawl into the bush and the thick foliage on the outside completely blocks the rain.

Also at the water park in the same fragment we are standing in line and a woman holding her husbands hand are standing next to the line.  I can't remember what she said but it was something like "Fuck this" and then she just sauntered in front of me in line by a few people.  I immediately blurt out "I don't fuckin' think so!" "Get outta here!".  She turns and walks over and gets in my face.  I calmly prod her "What? Are you going to assault me now because you cut in line?  Get outta here dummy." She stood there for a second and grabbed her husbands arm and left.
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: Oneironautical1 February 02, 2015, 11:55:01 AM
[F/L]
I am standing in a bathroom in front of a sink and mirror holding a tooth crown I had bit down on.  The silvery metal crown was worn and flattened on the top from years of use.  I tongue the tooth it came off of in my mouth.  I feel a small stump of a tooth and get a sharp bitter metallic taste on my tongue from the necrotized tooth.  I get worried about having to have it reattached and how I'm going to chew stuff until then.  I lean closer to the mirror to look at the tooth it had come off of.  I don't see a tooth but a empty socket with small white bits of what used to be a tooth.  I take my index finger and poke the side of the socket and could feel the gelatinous remnants of the tooth move with ease.  I poke harder and all the bits of awful fall out of the socket and into the sink leaving a healthier looking empty socket.  I am sort of relieved as it seems to have just fallen out clean like a baby tooth.  I look back at the crown in my hand and think "Wait I don't have a tooth crown anymore that WAS a baby tooth that had fallen out."  This clues me in that I was dreaming. 

Now lucid I leave the bathroom and walk outside.  The area looks like a sort of futuristic city with clean white walkways and cement benches with well dressed business types walking about.  I immediately launch into the air about 15 feet and fly down the walkway between the tall buildings.  My speed and control is really good, I come to huge open park area.  Directly in front of me on a raised platform is a 100 foot tall humanoid robot.  The giant mech looked similar to a Gundam with polished white and black panels.  I land and take a look around, there is tall scaffolding along one side of the robot with men working on it.  Over head there is a flying craft of some kind, it was a small delta wing craft that appeared to hold only a couple passengers.  As I'm watching it the craft turns and locks onto me circling above.  I feel the ground shake and look behind me.  There is what looked like a modern art statue made out of similar metal panels as the robot.  It had a circular metal base with 6 huge pillars spiraling upward about 60 feet.  I watch as one by one the pillars hinge and move the ends toward the ground.  I fly up a few feet and dart to the left dodging one of the pillars as its end lands on the ground.  I realize its actually a sort of spider like robot.  I fly up closer to the thing to avoid the legs hitting me as they unfurl around it.  Once all the legs had taken hold on the ground the center circular portion rose into the air and the small craft from earlier docks on top of it.  I'm woken up by my alarm that I had forgotten to turn off.  ::)

[F]
I'm sitting in a classroom at one of those unibody desks with the chair and desk as one unit.  I rip a heinous fart and realize I need to take a dump now and I mean NOW.  I get up and as I'm walking out the door I let loose what feels like a fart at first but then feel warm clumps dribble down my leg and out of my shorts.  I look back at the classroom door which is glass as I hobble into the bathroom trying to hold it in.  I don't think anyone saw me but I wasn't too concerned as first priority was finding a toilet.  I make it into the restroom that was right across the hall run to a toilet and unleash.

I had gas all night because my last meal consisted mostly of boiled eggs...
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: Vex February 04, 2015, 10:19:19 AM
 :o I was cringing reading that last dream. No more boiled eggs for supper.
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: Oneironautical1 February 04, 2015, 11:48:48 AM
:o I was cringing reading that last dream. No more boiled eggs for supper.

Yea... You may not want to read the one fragment I can remember from last night lol.  I pride myself on still writing these down here no matter how strange they may be :P

[F]
I begin recollection next to my parents house sitting in the side yard with two dogs.  They don't look familiar but they seem to be.  I'm sitting next to them attaching a choke chain leash and vigorously pet them and stand up to go for a walk.  We head off across the lawn and down the street.  As we're walking I remark at how well behaved they are, staying at my side a little bit behind me.  We make our way about two houses and I see a pile of dog poop to my right the dog on my right goes and smells it promptly circling and doing his own business.  The other dog to my left follows suit.  They finish and I go to turn back the other direction and look back at the huge dump they had took.  I get a little sick to my stomach and bend over and puke.  Its not a normal kind of vomit though its a solid log and blue.  I stand there mouth agape as I feel it snake out of my stomach and onto the grass.  Some of it falls to the ground but as I'm standing there hunched over a big portion is just stuck hanging from my mouth.  I reach into my mouth grab it and throw it onto the ground and lose recollection here.

Sorry... lol
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: Niorun February 05, 2015, 02:38:00 AM
Your dreams have definitely had a bodily fluid (not sure if the gelatinous tooth counts as a fluid?) theme going on lately, haha.
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: Vex February 05, 2015, 10:05:13 AM
:o I was cringing reading that last dream. No more boiled eggs for supper.

Yea... You may not want to read the one fragment I can remember from last night lol.  I pride myself on still writing these down here no matter how strange they may be :P

[F]
I begin recollection next to my parents house sitting in the side yard with two dogs.  They don't look familiar but they seem to be.  I'm sitting next to them attaching a choke chain leash and vigorously pet them and stand up to go for a walk.  We head off across the lawn and down the street.  As we're walking I remark at how well behaved they are, staying at my side a little bit behind me.  We make our way about two houses and I see a pile of dog poop to my right the dog on my right goes and smells it promptly circling and doing his own business.  The other dog to my left follows suit.  They finish and I go to turn back the other direction and look back at the huge dump they had took.  I get a little sick to my stomach and bend over and puke.  Its not a normal kind of vomit though its a solid log and blue.  I stand there mouth agape as I feel it snake out of my stomach and onto the grass.  Some of it falls to the ground but as I'm standing there hunched over a big portion is just stuck hanging from my mouth.  I reach into my mouth grab it and throw it onto the ground and lose recollection here.

Sorry... lol

Why did I not listen.  :dead:
lol. That was sick, in all meanings of the word.
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: Oneironautical1 February 05, 2015, 08:03:46 PM
Sorry Vex lol

Your dreams have definitely had a bodily fluid (not sure if the gelatinous tooth counts as a fluid?) theme going on lately, haha.

yea.. sup widdat?!

I only remember one fragment from last night.

[F]
I don't remember how it got started but I met a really tall black woman and had sex.  When I say tall I mean TALL.  I'm 6'4 and she was at least 8 inches taller than me.  I remember her legs being thick and soft as I spread them.
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: Oneironautical1 February 10, 2015, 12:13:50 AM
Recall has been crap the past few days.

[D]
I am in the living room of a house that seems familiar but I don't recognize it.  I am sitting on the floor talking to another guy that is sitting on a couch.  It turns out I'm there to start training in jiu jitsu.  I explain I was convinced after listening to Joe Rogan talk about it so much on his podcast.  The guy on the couch responds with a spot on impression of Rogan I can't remember exactly what he said.  I laugh and get to my feet and another man approaches me and tells me to try to take him down.  I immediately try to wrap my arm around his neck and he easily ducks it.  He fluidly pulls me to the ground and within only a couple swift movements he has me tied up and I tap.  We separate and I smile thinking about how ridiculously easy he took me down.

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: Oneironautical1 February 10, 2015, 01:12:16 PM
I had a few other fragments last night but I slept in after being awake a for a bit and this very long vivid dream sort of wiped them all from memory.  If any of them come to mind I'll edit them in.

[D]
It's night time and I'm out side in the parking lot of a small run down shopping center.  The only light was that coming from the convenience store creeping into the dark parking lot.  I'm trying to find J who had driven us there.  My face has a strange puffy feeling to it like it was swollen around my nose and eyes.  I reach up and confirm massive swelling and immobility around the bridge of my nose and my eyes.  I get a little freaked out and try to think what happened and how did I even get here.  "Did I get in a fight?!" I think to myself.  I determined something must have happened like a fight or something and J panicked and left.  I pull out my phone swiping and unlocking it and try to call J to see where he went and to come back and pick me up.  I am having supreme difficulty navigating the phone menu and can't really read anything on the screen.  I attribute this to the swelling in my eyes and the overall concussed feeling in my head.  

As I'm looking through my phone it starts to ring and I answer it "Hello?".  A man responds "You know you were supposed to be in tonight right?".  I pause and could picture the guy standing in a Walmart on the phone with me.  I think "oh shit I had a shift tonight that I forgot?!"  it doesn't even register I don't work at Walmart.  I tell him sorry and that I'll get there as soon as I can but I'm in a bind at the moment.  He responds with an apathetic "ok.." and hangs up.

I get really worried now that I'm stranded here when I have to be at work.  I realize its so late into the shift and with everything going on I should just call in and they would understand.  I pull out my phone again to call the Walmart but for the life of me I can't navigate the menus or read any of the text.  I hear a woman call out my name and quickly look around the dark parking lot.  I see a figure walking toward me, I move toward them squinting to make out who it is.  I see a familiar looking black woman in hospital scrubs.  Unsure I throw a name out "Ms. Brenda?" She responds yes.  I am filled with relief that there is someone I know who can help me get home.  I lose recollection here and transition to being back at my apartment.

I am at my apartment, it looks similar to my current one but larger.  I hear a knock at the door and answer.  It's K one of my co-workers with a small group of people 3 guys and a little girl I assumed her daughter.  They all come in and one of the men remarks at how swollen and messed up my face is.  I reply with a dejected tone "I know, I still don't remember what happened.  I even have some trouble working my phone and reading things just like in dreams."  I catch a glimpse of myself in the reflection of a mirror behind some shelves.  I walk closer to inspect my swollen face.  The entire area around my nose and eyes is very swollen and bruised and both eyes have dark red blood filling the once white portion.  I reach up and touch my nose, there isn't any pain but it feels lumpy and crooked.  I press harder and see if there is any movement or crunching indicating any broken bone.  It seems to be intact but very swollen.  As I'm inspecting it one of the guys exclaims. "You really don't remember?!  Rebecca backed the car over you!"  I try to remember from what he tells me but the only Rebecca I know is one from high school I haven't seen since then.  I still can't put the pieces back together.

I tell K I need to get ready for work and to help me find a shirt.  We walk over to a collection of wire shelves filled with clothing folded in stacks.  I am trying to find a green "Walmart" shirt as that's where I work.  I can't find one and decide they can just give me a new one when I get there.  I walk back to the kitchen and one of the men is cooking.  He has a burner going with a pan and is cutting up what looks like olives.  I look at him and ask if those came from Miffles his cat.  He looks at me and replies in a strange droning tone "Noooo, noooooooooo, noooooooooooo" I wake up and hear the landscapers IRL mowing out side of my window with the same undulating whirring noise.
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: Oneironautical1 February 17, 2015, 01:45:39 PM
I had trouble staying asleep as I tweaked my neck working out yesterday.  I would wake up every hour or so and had a lot of vivid fragments as I was relegated to sleeping flat on my back to avoid my neck hurting.  I could only really recall this dream after having woken so many times.

[D]
I begin recollection standing outside with my little sister.  We are standing in the street in front of a strange looking house.  The house is built from logs like an old frontier home but its massive.  Its easily 200 yards wide, its also built atop log pillars that raise the two story house an extra 8 feet off the ground.  We are standing marveling at the strange wooden castle.  I say to my sister "I liked this house I don't know why they moved".  I had the idea in my head it was my older sister's old house that they had moved out of.  My younger sister replies "I don''t like it, its ugly".  I scoff and rebut "It's a friggen castle, its awesome on the inside!".  She doesn't reply but I could tell she didn't believe me.  I tell her to follow me I'll show her.  My view shifts to third person and I no longer see me and my sister but two people dressed like medieval adventurers.  I watch as we run up the outer stairs toward an open door of the house which now more resembles a castle.  Immediately at the top of the stairs is a ledge to the left to a deadly fall.  I tell my sister adventurer to watch out there's no railing.  We pass the open doorway to the castle and I can see a fireplace lighting a small room with a table and chairs.

I decide to turn left and go further into the castle's inner walls.  I am running along controlling my avatar in third person and reach an area covered in waist deep water which slows me down to a drudge.  I see a strange rune covered stalagmite and without thinking take a wand and cast a magic attack in a flash of bluish white light.  It hits the stalagmite causing the water immediately around me to drain and make it easier to proceed.  I see the water drain into evenly spaced holes in the floor, it must have been designed this way.  My sister is behind me trying to catch up as I make it to another water filled area.  I find another stalagmite switch and hit it with a spell.  The area I was just in starts filling with water and the current area starts draining.  My sister was still in the middle of the previous area as it starts filling with water.  She slows down to a crawl as she sloshes through the water.  I look to her left and see a creature approaching her, its a large blue water like blob with eyes and a mouth slowly creeping toward her.  I yell to her to hit the switch to drain the water so she can get away from it.  She can't get to it so I hit the switch by casting a spell from across the way.  The water drains and she makes it to where I am.  We run up another wide stairwell and out of the flooding area and into a sort of dungeon looking area.  The room looks like it was a natural cave at one point that was re-purposed as a dungeon.  Candles light the cave with a strange orange and yellow glow.  I look back to see if my sister is catching up yet and see a pot attached to a rope swinging from the ceiling. My view switches back to first person and I gesture with my hands as if I'm drawing a bow and arrow.  An arrow materializes and I loose it hitting the pot and breaking it.  My sister runs around the corner near it and I tell her to grab the item for me.  She does and runs over holding a creepy looking doll with the arrow going through its head. The doll had an inhumanly large smile with course dirty hair and dressed in tattered rags.  I hear a chilling evil giggle come from it as it starts to shake and squirm in my sister's hand.  I lose recollection here.



: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 February 18, 2015, 11:08:12 PM
No recollection of the other vivid fragments only this one.

[F]
I am outside standing at a squat rack, its on a walkway that is outside of a large building.  I check out the weight and its a bit more than I normally use.  I don't think anything about it and get under the bar and un-rack the weight.  I sink down into a squat and drive back up with ease.  I'm surprised how easy the heavier than usual weight is.  I do a couple more reps and concentrate on finishing with my hips instead of letting them take over in the lower portion.  I've been fighting hip flexor tendonitis IRL and have been trying to rework my squat form to avoid aggravating it.  I rack the weight and wonder if I miscounted the plates and walk around to reassess the weight.  When I step back my recollection gets fuzzy but I remember seeing weights in different places as if it were a totally different machine.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 February 20, 2015, 12:09:41 PM
[F]
I am standing in some sort of store looking at hats along a wall.  I see a few fedoras and a few other hats, I'm looking for a driving cap but there don't seem to be any.  I move a few hats aside and see a strange rubber mask.  It was a sort of grey alien or demon face.  I pull it over my head and it fits tight perfectly contouring to my face like a second skin.  I turn and see my friend J and make strange grunts and growls and notice the mouth opening moves really well.  J laughs and I see a group of women standing across the way looking at clothes.  I point and yell in a melodramatic super villain tone.  "I'll destroy you all and theres nothing you can do about it Sailor Scouts! AAAHAHAHAHA!".  J got a kick out of it and the women look puzzled.

[F]
I walk into a small store near my parents house, it is either a comic book store or some kind of media store.  I'm looking for a specific episode of Family Guy to complete a collection.  I don't have a Family Guy collection IWL but a Simpsons one.  I see a clerk behind the glass display counter.  I ask him where the Family Guy dvds were.  He walks me over to the season box sets but they are expensive.  I ask if he has digital copies thinking I could rip the one episode I need and return it.  He points out a turning glass display with what looks like USB flash drives in metal cases.  I decide not to buy it and leave.

[F]
I'm laying in bed in my current apartment and sit up.  I see a dog curled up on a pillow in front of my bed.  I pat the bed and call for it to jump up.  recollection gets fuzzy but instead of a dog there is now an attractive young woman laying next to me with her face close to mine.  She looked middle eastern with dark skin and thick black curly hair. I tell her she can stay with me and I won't let anything happen to her.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 February 22, 2015, 11:55:38 PM
[F]
It's raining and I'm outside standing under a large covered area.  It's maybe 100 feet square and completely open aside from a few picnic tables.  I have a food tray with different foods in the separate compartments.  I walk over and sit down at a picnic table with a few other men quietly eating.  I notice they are all wearing the same dark blue jump suit as am I.  I look at one of the men and notice its Robert Downy Jr.  I look to his left and its an actor from Boardwalk Empire Jack Huston.  We're all sitting quietly poking at our food and Robert Downy suddenly curses and throws his tray aside as he stands up and walks away.  The other men and I look at each other with a raised brow.  I lean over to the guy next to me and tell him about how I had done community service with Downy before.  I tell him he used to always be quipping and cursing.

[F]
I am riding in a car with my mom driving.  I hear police sirens and look behind us to see a white 60s style muscle car with significant dents covering it rapidly closing in.  The car was side swiping others and weaving in and out of traffic.  I yell to my mom to pull over and get out of the way. 

[D]
I am sitting on a square trashcan on a wide sidewalk along a busy street.  I see a man walk in front of me wearing tight jeans a scraggly button up shirt and cowboy boots.  Hes walking with a steady purpose and bumps into a shorter hispanic guy leaving the store I'm in front of. The hispanic man confronts him cursing and pushing him.  The taller guy pulls out a gun pointing it at the hispanic guy and says something just before shooting him at point blank in the head.  I shake my head and snap out of it, it was just a day dream.  I'm still sitting on the trashcan and look to my right and see the same man in boots approaching.  Before I have time to realize it he's already bumped into the hispanic guy.  I try to think of something I can do to stop the guy from shooting him.  Without thinking I jump up and yell "Dad! Leave him alone!" to the hispanic guy and tell the guy with the gun "He didn't mean it please don't shoot him!".  The man with the gun huffs and walks away.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Boadicea February 23, 2015, 02:16:24 PM
I am sitting on a square trashcan on a wide sidewalk along a busy street.  I see a man walk in front of me wearing tight jeans a scraggly button up shirt and cowboy boots.  Hes walking with a steady purpose and bumps into a shorter hispanic guy leaving the store I'm in front of. The hispanic man confronts him cursing and pushing him.  The taller guy pulls out a gun pointing it at the hispanic guy and says something just before shooting him at point blank in the head.  I shake my head and snap out of it, it was just a day dream.  I'm still sitting on the trashcan and look to my right and see the same man in boots approaching.  Before I have time to realize it he's already bumped into the hispanic guy.  I try to think of something I can do to stop the guy from shooting him.  Without thinking I jump up and yell "Dad! Leave him alone!" to the hispanic guy and tell the guy with the gun "He didn't mean it please don't shoot him!".  The man with the gun huffs and walks away.

Wow! Quick thinking, there O1!
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 February 25, 2015, 06:02:21 PM
Wow! Quick thinking, there O1!

Yea, I wasn't sure what to do.  So I just pretended he was my crazy dad to diffuse the situation :P.

First lucid in quite some time.

[L]
I start recollection outside standing next to a tall red brick building about 2 stories tall.  I decide to try to jump up to the roof, I launch myself upward and grab the edge of the roof.  Having jumped such an inhuman height I realized I was dreaming.  I can't see much other than the wall as I pull myself up to the roof.  When I make it on top of the roof the environment goes black and I feel like I'm waking up.  I sit still and concentrate on relaxing and letting the environment come back.  It does and I'm standing on top of a flat roof of a tall building.  It's night time and its raining, I try to think of a task to complete rather than just run amok like I do sometimes.  I decide to try to make it stop raining.  I look up at the low blanket of thick grey clouds.  I hold one hand upward and concentrate on clearing the clouds.  A small patch starts to clear behind my hand but its somewhat difficult at first.  I relax and imagine my influence extending from my hand toward the sky and start sweeping the clouds to the horizon slowly clearing the sky.  I decide to find some people to interact with as I'm standing on a building in the middle of a large empty lot.  I think "Where would people be at night?"  I decide finding a street intersection would consolidate people.  I look around and see some traffic lights to my right down a hill about a mile away.  I fly off the building and down to the street with the lit intersection to my left.  It's a sort of rural road with only one lane in each direction.  I see a small truck headed toward me from the intersection.  I walk into its path turning to float into the air in a seated position.  I phase through the car into the passenger seat.  I'm sitting in the passenger seat next to a woman.  She didn't seem to know I was there and I decided I must be invisible to her.  I just sort of sit and watch her driving along with a small smile on her face.  I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl February 27, 2015, 10:42:43 PM
[F]
It's raining and I'm outside standing under a large covered area.  It's maybe 100 feet square and completely open aside from a few picnic tables.  I have a food tray with different foods in the separate compartments.  I walk over and sit down at a picnic table with a few other men quietly eating.  I notice they are all wearing the same dark blue jump suit as am I.  I look at one of the men and notice its Robert Downy Jr.  I look to his left and its an actor from Boardwalk Empire Jack Huston.  We're all sitting quietly poking at our food and Robert Downy suddenly curses and throws his tray aside as he stands up and walks away.  The other men and I look at each other with a raised brow.  I lean over to the guy next to me and tell him about how I had done community service with Downy before.  I tell him he used to always be quipping and cursing.


Just catching up but this one really caught my attention.

So.....  Did you REALLY do comm. service with RDJ???
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 February 28, 2015, 12:53:35 AM

Just catching up but this one really caught my attention.

So.....  Did you REALLY do comm. service with RDJ???

Nah, I guess I should have clarified.  That would have been cool though. I had done community service before and the highlight of it was ruining some shoes while crushing old paint cans...

Last night:
This was the only dream I remember now and its quite fragmented so each paragraph is separated by lost pieces.
[D]
I'm at a school campus I don't recognize and I'm on my way to class.  I can't seem to find the class I'm enrolled in and then I realize I'm in the wrong building.  I walk out and ask a woman who was on her way in where the math building was.  She pointed across a huge empty field and on the other side of a river was another similar looking building.  I thank her and make my way down the sidewalk and across the river. 

I'm on the other side of the river on an urban street with very tall drab brick buildings.  I see a huge grey bus pull up, it looks like a train car with two levels. I walk around it and get on and sit down next to a woman.  I see the doors start to close and look out the window to my right and see the campus.  I realize I could just jog there rather than risk taking a bus with an unknown route.  I see a large orange button to my left and quickly press it stopping the bus and opening the doors. 

: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 01, 2015, 12:50:28 PM
[F]
I'm at my old high school in the courtyard and there is a red sports car parked.  I'm talking to my dad who tells me to move the car.  I fold it up into a vacuum cleaner shape and tilt it back and roll it into the school to find somewhere to put it.  I walk over to a stairwell that goes from the first floor to the third.  I lift the car/vacuum up by the handle holding it out in front of me as if it weighed nothing.  I proceed to float up the stairs rather than walk and make it to the third floor.  The hallway on the third floor was jam packed with people sitting around with their backpacks and books strewn about.  I levitate above them down the hall.  I remember hearing a strange mechanical buzzing noise as I float down the hall.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm in an unfamiliar bedroom but I had the feeling it was my parents.  I look around and see a small out of place block in the ceiling.  I inspect it and it comes loose and I pull it out of the ceiling.  I pull a chair over and poke my head up into the attic like space above the ceiling.  There are all sorts of things stored there, rugs, boards, linens.  I had a feeling there my be something cool hidden up there.  I lift myself up and into the small space I can barely wiggle my way through the cramped space.  I start to get a little claustrophobic and lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 02, 2015, 06:27:13 PM

[L]
I begin recollection walking along a highway access road near my parents house.  I have a car steering wheel in my hand.  I float up a few feet off of the ground and slowly fly along the side of a street.  I take the steering wheel and put it behind my back and grasp it with both hands at my lower back.  When I do I suddenly rocket forward much faster than I've every flown before.  I'm still only about 10 feet off the ground and flying easily 100 mph.  The clarity and speed of my flight makes me realize I'm dreaming.  I decide to see how fast and high I can get normally the environment starts to blur or break down if I fly too fast but its not this time.  I push myself a little faster and start to ascend upward higher and higher.  I see the suburban neighborhood below me turn into a grid of grey lines and greenery.  I think to myself I normally freak out at these kinds of heights but I feel really stable.  I decide to land and pause my flight and descend.  I see the ground quickly zoom in as I get closer and closer.  I pick out a random house and land at the front door and walk inside.  I walk in and see two asian kids, they ask me if I want something to drink.  I tell them yes.  They excitedly run over to a small wooden frame with a piece of cardboard hanging by red yard.  One of the kids draws a picture of a soda bottle on it and spins the cardboard.  I stand watching and the picture slowly stops spinning and the kids look puzzled.  I assume it was supposed to make a drink appear.  One of the kids tells the other "Show it to him then spin it!" they turn the cardboard and show me the childish drawing of a soda bottle then spin the cardboard again.  Still nothing... I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm looking at a huge tarantula in a metal cage.  It suddenly starts spazzing out violently shaking and rolling around.  I notice a ball of webbing is starting to form around it.  I assume its building a nest.

[F]
Seeing my sister and mother tending to small magnolia trees in the kitchen at my grandmother's house.  I look at the bottom of the tree's and there are 2 wriggling masses.  I look closely and they are balls of dragon flies in a tangled mass. I tell them there are dragon fly nests on the trees.  They didn't seem concerned.

Edited one other fragment I remembered.  Also I think my vivid lucid may have been due to taking some melatonin at around 3:00 when I woke to pee.  I might try it again tonight if I can remember.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 07, 2015, 12:18:47 PM
[F]
I'm sitting in a chair outside of an old gas station next to their garage.  A black cat saunters up and lets me pet it.  I reach down and pick it up and set it in my lap.  I have my knees together and the cat does a little circle and snuggles in the middle of my thighs.  I'm wearing dark green track pants and notice the cat almost blends right in.  I'm petting its thick dark fur and what I thought was black fur is actually very dark green like my pants.

[D]
I begin recollection in the median of a street Camp Bowie near my parents house on the top of a hill looking westward.  Its a sunny evening with the sun low on the horizon but not quite setting.  I look toward the sun and it has a strange shape to it.  It looks like the profile of a standard paper coffee filter, a trapazoid with the ripples running along the top.  I smile and realize I have to take a picture of this.  I pull out my cell phone and swipe to the camera option.  I hold up the phone and frame the sun but its so bright that the shape of it is indistinguishable.  I think I could try using a digital camera instead and not shoot it directly.  I think I went elsewhere to get the camera I can't remember though.  I'm back at the hill and have a small digital camera.  I look through the viewfinder and frame up the sun but a cloud has covered half of it.  As I'm trying to find the perfect angle to not obscure the shape of the sun with glare the cloud migrates across and covers it.  The entire time I'm thinking to myself "no no no NO, awe come on!"  I give up on trying to photograph it and as I'm looking at the sky I see a plane at a very high altitude shoot across the sky at an impossible speed.  The plane was out of site but a pencil thin con trail is left across the entire visible sky.  A few seconds later two more planes come shooting over the horizon and dart in seemingly random directions in unison.  They were making right angle turns at speeds impossible for normal aircraft leaving zig zag con trails all over the sky.  I assume they were either alien in origin or undisclosed experimental aircraft.  I take a couple pictures of the zigzag con trails and leave the median of the road toward a large glass office building.  I'm in the parking lot of the office building standing in its shadow and look up behind the top of the building as two aircraft come from behind it this time they looked like they were engaged in a fight.  They both zigged and zagged around one another occasionally hovering stationary then darting around again.  I start snapping pictures and see a man poke his head out of a window near the top of the office building.  Hes pointing down at me and yelling something I can't make out.  The thought comes to mind that these are experimental craft and that I could get in trouble for photographing them and he's part of the agency that would try to cover it up.  I decide to make a break for it before anyone comes to arrest me or confiscate my camera.  As I turn and start quickly walking away and see two huge jets flying toward the fighting aircraft in the opposite direction.  The jets have two huge plumes of white clouds billowing out of them leaving a very wide con trail behind them.  I realize they must be trying to obscure the view of the fighting craft.  I hold up the digital camera and switch to video mode and record the two jets creeping across the sky leaving long white clouds behind them. I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm back at the same street as the dream above laying down on the grass on the hill with a woman.  She seems familiar but I don't recognize her if that makes sense.  I'm telling her about the dream with the oddly shaped sun but I don't want to bore her so I tell her I'll write about it in my dream journal.  Recollection is fuzzy on how the conversation went.  I do remember her saying something about how when I had first met her she was with her friends and that she overheard me say something rude about her.  She said I had told someone she looked like a little boy.  I'm not the guy who does that sort of thing so I try to figure out what might have happened.  I tell her it wasn't me and it might have been L who was with us who usually says stupid stuff like that.  She didn't seem upset about it but I still felt like a jerk.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 09, 2015, 01:01:14 PM
[F]
I'm with an Indian woman and she asks me if I want to see them.  I don't know what shes talking about but I say sure.  We are outside of a huge grey concrete building and I follow her to some double doors that lead inside.  We walk inside and we're in a wide hallway with a high ceiling all just plain grey concrete.  I look down the hallway and there is another open double door and to the right a tall very narrow window only about a foot wide but 8 feet high.  I can see a large open grassy area outside of the open doorway and enclosed by another concrete wall.  I walk over to the narrow window, the wall it goes through is at least 10 feet thick.  I'm looking out the window wondering what she had taken me to see when suddenly a GIANT blue human eye darts in front of the window.  It startles me and I step back a few feet from the window.  It was the eye of a giant woman, the huge blue eye was wide with the stare of a predator eying its prey.  Immediately I think "This is just like 'Attack on Titan'" a popular anime/manga with titans that have pushed humanity to the brink of extinction.  The woman backs away from the window, she had blonde hair and blue eyes and quite attractive.  I'm pretty scared as I know how the titans in the anime gleefully squash people into pulp. My recollection gets fuzzy but I think the Indian woman got too close to the door and got snatched up.

[F]
I'm remodeling my dads study in my parents house.  The walls are bare with plywood boards here and there.  The ceiling is a lowered ceiling that would normally be in a school or office building with panels hung below the real ceiling.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 15, 2015, 01:29:27 PM
I've had many vivid fragments lately but haven't had time to write them here and had lost them pretty quick anyway.

[L]
I'm outside its a sunny warm day and I'm walking along a sidewalk through a large open grassy area surrounded by small buildings.  I think it was a school campus as there are young 20 somethings wondering in the grass and on the sidewalk.  I start to jog toward one of the buildings about 100 feet ahead.  As I'm running my stride starts getting really long so long I'm getting unreal airtime between each step.  I get the idea to try to run and jump into flight.  I run forward take a few long steps then jump into the air and success! I'm about 6 feet in the air and turn around to see a couple people looking at me.  This makes me realize I'm dreaming and I turn in the air and look behind me at the few people scattered around the open campus.  A couple people had seen me take off and try it themselves.  Smiling and running jumping into the air and flying.  Some are a little wobbly when they take flight another guy almost face-plants but stops inches before hitting the ground then floating back up.  I stay only about 10 feet off the ground and zip around above the open grassy area.  I land on the grass and decide to try to fire energy blasts from my hands.  I usually have difficulty manifesting enough to do anything.  I hold my hand out sending my ki into my right hand and a small yellow orb forms in front of my palm about 2 inches wide.  I fire it forward and it just dissipates immediately.  I'm disappointed and think I'll try a signature move of Goku's from the Dragon Ball series.  I place my hands to the right of my hips palms toward one another and concentrate all of my energy I can into my hands and into my palms.  A bright blue light starts forming between my hands as I slowly recite "Kaaaaa-Meeee-haaa-meeee-HAA!".  I release the blast pushing my hands forward wrists together and palms out.  A bright flash of light and and strong wind shoots from my hands but no energy blast.  It was sort of like a blast of air rather than energy.  I try a couple more times and get the same result.  As I'm doing this I get the though that I'm yelling the Kamehameha too loud and I might actually be yelling in bed IWL.  I get self conscious about it as if someone would hear me IWL and quiet it down.  I lose recollection here but I had a false awakening immediately afterward I think.

[False awakening Fragment]
I'm laying in bed and I try to do the same energy concentration into my hands.  It works but not to the extent as in the lucid earlier.  I could feel my hands fill with energy getting hot and tingly.  I charge my whole body then back to my hands.  It's incredibly hard to describe how it feels when I fill with energy.  I charge my hands really high and touch my face.  My hand felt incredibly warm on my face.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 16, 2015, 09:20:37 PM
[F]
I'm sitting in a large warehouse store on a table.  An indian man next to me is looking at a small television and I see what looks like the end of an endoscope being moved through a colon.  I assume I'm getting a colonoscopy.  He moves the little pincers on the end of the scope on the TV and finds a small dark brown polyp.  He pilots the pincers next to it grabs it and snips it off.  I don't feel any pain and actually relief that hes finding them and getting rid of them. 

[F]
I'm sitting in an auditorium rather bored slouching really deep into the uncomfortable wooden flipping theater seat.  An attractive young blonde girl walks over and sits in my lap facing me and just stares without saying anything.  I quietly ask with feigned apathy "Who are you and who are you with?"  She doesn't say anything but just blankly stares.  She had soft but cold skin

[D]
I'm leaving a building and walking to my car.  I walk to the suburban street it was parked on and see my car with some guy sitting with the door open and the hood up like hes trying to steal it.  I run up and yell "Hey!" and he bolts from the car and I jump in.  The keys are in the ignition for some reason and I crank the engine and it starts and I try to drive after the guy but when I reverse I back into another car.  I get out of my car and look at it again and notice it is missing the outer panels here and there exposing the metal frame.  I think either my car wont start or I don't want to drive it in the stripped condition so I decide to call my mom for a ride.  I reach in my pocket and pull out a tiny brightly colored key fob thing with 3 buttons on it.  I'm a little puzzled at first about how I am supposed to make a call from it.  I reach into my pocket and pull out a quarter and shove it in my right ear and it goes in with some persuasion.  I could feel it sink into my skull and go past my ear canal and down my throat into my stomach.  I grab the multicolored key fob and press the big green button and hold it to my ear.  Its ringing and my mom answers.  I can't remember the conversation I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 26, 2015, 08:11:56 PM
Damn 10 days without logging..  Been busy lately, I can only really remember one fragment from the past week other than last nights dream.

[F]
I'm sitting in a restaurant with a woman who looks familiar.  Shes sitting across from me in the booth and looking at me smiling.  She had narrow ice blue eyes she looked kind of like an old friend A.  I don't remember any conversation but she reached across the table and grasped my hand interlocking out fingers.  I got an overwhelming feeling of love and warmth. I thought to myself "I had forgotten how important human contact is".  While smiling back at her.

[D]
I'm outside with a group of people on a large platform with astroturf that seems to be suspended in the canopy of a forest.  People are milling about talking and I look up to the sky and its filled with dark grey storm clouds.  I say to someone "It's that time of year for those crazy spring storms".  As I'm looking up I see what looks like the sun behind the clouds quickly dart to the horizon and disappear.  I feel the floor beneath me shake as a few surprised gasps come from the crowd of people.  I look around and everyone had stopped what they were doing and are looking up.  I look around and a thick fog has filled the forest limiting the viewable distance to only a couple hundred yards.  I look up and can no longer see the clouds either but I see a bright white light zip over head a couple times then land a few hundred yards away.  I hear a woman yell "nobody move just stay still until they leave!".  I hunker down behind the railing of the tree platform and look toward where the light landed.  I can make out what looks like a large metal door opens on some kind of craft.  I can't see any entities but a strange chill permeates my core as I stare waiting and hoping they leave.  Eventually the doors close and a light raises and shoots away.  A wave of relief flows over me as everyone starts to move again.  I hear someone say "Luckily he was still alive for them to come back and get him or they might have attacked." As if the entities would have destroyed us if we didn't offer up their comrade.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 28, 2015, 11:32:42 AM
[F]
I'm near what looks like a small bank there is parking garage on one side and a large open grassy lawn on another.  I'm flying around it but I'm not lucid.  I am approached by a young woman.  I can't remember what she had said but I tell her to hop on.  I hover a foot or so off the ground horizontally and she throws one leg over my back and straddles me like a motor cycle.  I tell her to hold on and shoot forward.  I'm flying along when she grabs my head and covers my eyes.  I have to tell her not to cover my eyes as I have to see where I'm going.  I explain that I visually move myself through the environment using my imagination to simulate what the environment would look like when doing so.  Trying to re explain it here is hard as dream logic isn't always the most reliable.

[D]
I'm driving a convertible with the top down outside of an old house painted solid dark blue and repurposed as a store of some kind. I circle around the house passing under a covered drive through portion of it and look up to the ceiling above.  I see what looks like 5 large fingers separated from a hand squirming and writhing stuck to the ceiling.  I drive under it and one of them falls into the passenger seat still wriggling.  I realize its a huge flesh colored dildo and I start laughing uncontrollably.  I pull over still laughing get out of the car and grab it.  I'm walking toward the entrance to a building and toss it to the side of the building as I get to the door.  Just before going inside I see an old woman with grey hair sheepishly look around as she sneaks up and grabs the dildo and puts it in her purse.  I bust out laughing again as I walk into the building.  When I get inside the room looks like its straight out of the 1920's.  It's sparsely furnished with unpolished wooden flooring and a bar counter to my right.  There are a few people standing around at who are dressed in similar 1920's apparel as well.  I look around and see there are card tables, roulette and old slot machines around.  I make my way to the back of the room and come across a tall cabinet of sorts with a few shelves all covered in quarters.  I inspect it and it seemed to be a machine similar to one in modern day.  You add a coin to the shelf and the machine moves a brush forward encouraging more coins to fall into the prize cup.  The machine I'm standing in front of looks like some kind of strange 1920's prototype with no glass.  I lose recollection here.

[D]
I'm at a shopping mall with a man who I assumed was a work partner as we were either cops or detectives.  He was wearing a long trench coat over a suit but I can't remember what I was wearing.  We were walking through the mall looking for someone or something.  However he was the only one walking I was actually a foot or so off the ground.  I remember looking down and seeing my toes pointing down with my feet hanging free as I floated along through the mall.  We come across a crowded shop and muscle our way through the crowd.  Inside the shop it's lit only by a few red lights and there are shady looking men standing around.  I see what looks like a box with circuitry on the outside and lights.  I hear someone say Hal Sparks is being kept there against his will.  I look up to a television attached to the wall and see the face of comedian Hal Sparks looking unhappy.  I get the idea that its some sort of Dr. Who like scenario where he is being held in that computerized box either in a soul form or digital form.  I tell the guy standing next to it they can't keep him alive against his will and quickly put my hand over the box and start to charge an energy blast in my palm to destroy it.  Before I can blow it up one of the shady guys grabs my arm with his tattoo covered hands and presses in a few places.  I quickly lose the ability to channel energy into my hand.  He must have used some kind of acupressure to block my chi.  I put my hand back over the box and concentrate as hard as I can.  Slowly a blueish white light starts to build under my palm and I'm able to blast a hole in the box.  I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 03, 2015, 11:15:12 AM
4/2/2015
[F]
I'm at a gym, not one I've ever been to before.  I'm putting plates onto a white hammer press machine.  All of the machines were on a raised level above a large open area for either free weights or other activities.  Recollection is a little foggy but I remember doing a few reps on the machine and then being down below the machine area on the open floor area.  I'm standing on the hard wood floor and a man and a woman are talking about the strange things that have been happening.  Things moving on their own and strange noises.  The man points to the floor and says "It's because he's still here".  I get the idea that someone is haunting the gym after dieing there and I thought they had even buried him beneath the floor.  I lose recollection here.

4/3/2015
[D]
I'm outside at night driving a car up a steep hill.  As I accelerate I notice the nose of the car lifts up a bit and if I slow back down the nose falls back to the street.  I hit the gas and the entire car lazily ramps into the air.  I don't become lucid but I do realize this means I could fly myself and get out of the car.  I fly up and see a large parking lot in front of a fast food joint.  I decide some food would be nice and fly over.  I land in front of the restaurant and walk in.  At first I thought it was a KFC but it wasn't instead the acronym was different something obscure like LVM.  I look at the menu and it seems to have a similar home style food menu with meat, veggies and mash potatoes.  For some reason the way people where ordering and paying for their food was baffling I didn't know how to go about it.  I decided fuck it and walk out.  I look around to see if there are any other food options around but only see a Walmart the restaurant seems to be attached to.  I slightly crouch down and launch myself straight up into the air to see if I can find anywhere else to fly to.  I see the restaurant and Walmart below me disappear into blackness and suddenly I'm in a black void.  I think to myself "Uh oh, just relax and don't freak out if you fall".  I feel myself ascent slow and eventually a pause before I flip end over end and feel like I'm falling.  I relax and keep my cool and POOF I'm back in front of the restaurant.  I'm walking along the wide sidewalk area along side the Walmart and look down.  There are lighting bugs crawling all over but they aren't the normal tiny little bugs though. They are about 5 inches long with incredibly bright tail lights.  I'm watching one crawl along the sidewalk and look up to a guy sitting at a metal picnic table remarking to him at how huge they were.

[F]
I'm inside of a large meeting hall of either a hotel or convention center.  I'm sitting at a table with some familiar people, my old manager and her fiance along with others.  I look up to the high tiled ceiling and think about jumping up to touch it.  I get up and instead of really jumping I just fly right up and touch it and sort of hang out up there a bit and look around.  I fly back down and ask if anyone else wants to do it too.  My manager M volunteers and I wrap my arms around her waist and tell her to hold on.  At first the thought comes to mind she might be too heavy but then I realize nah it shouldn't matter.  I easily fly up as she laughs nervously reaching her hand up to touch the ceiling.  We hang out there for a bit and I lose recollection.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 23, 2015, 10:16:10 AM
Been a while due to sheer laziness..  I had a fragment last night where a dream character said something pretty profound so I felt I had to come log it and some others.

[L/F]
I gain lucidity flying through a warehouse of some kind.  I immediately decide to go outside and fly down and out through a large loading dock door.  I end up in a old European town with small brick buildings and a winding cobble stone street.  I'm still flying about 20 feet in the air and fly down the street toward a building it dead ends into.  I look in an open window and see an attractive woman combing her hair in front of a mirror.  I decide to go meet her and phase through the wall and into the room.  When I do shes not there but I quickly look to my right in the mirror and shes there screaming silently banging on the mirror.  I had the thought that me phasing into the room somehow moved her into another sort of mirror dimension.  I tell her to calm down and that I'll get her out.  I go over to the mirror and phase take my right hand and phase it through the mirror.  My perspective shifts to the other side of the mirror with my arm poking out.  She sees it and grabs my hand and I pull her back into the room I was in.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm outside of a large building in a small fenced in area and see a tiny vehicle of some kind.  Its was a three foot high orange triangular shaped thing with only one wheel at the bottom of the upside down triangle and a very small hole about 10 inches wide.  Somehow I stick one leg into the hole and then the other defying any sort of physical logic.  I am sitting in it but don't feel any controls and think it must control like a Segway.  I lean forward and it zips forward, I lean right and forward and it goes forward to the right.  I maneuver it out of the fenced in area and onto a rural road with fields on either side.  I am driving down the street seeing how fast it can go.  I wonder if I can break the sound barrier.  I lean forward to go as fast as I can and my perspective shifts to third person as I see the vehicle zip down the road and create a sonic boom as it breaks the sound barrier.

[F]
I can't remember much of this fragment aside from what the dream character told me.   I only remember waking up in dream multiple times in different scenarios.  The last one I got into a small convertible with an old man with long thinning hair and a rugged face worn with experience.  I asked him why do I keep going through this cycle of dreaming then waking and forgetting.  He tells me with a wise grin "Part of living the dream is forgetting that you can". Almost like a prerequisite to living a perfect life is forgetting that its possible.  As if I were to know anything was possible it would take away from the joy of discovery and novelty of life.  O_O
: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl April 23, 2015, 12:37:34 PM
Wow, O1.  That is very deep and profound!  Thanks for sharing.

It's also quite interesting, the dream you have about the woman in the mirror.  You helped her "out " of the mirror, and yet your perspective with that one AND the "Segway" dream changed to third person.  Very cool!
: Re: My dream Journal
: DrTechnical April 23, 2015, 01:40:13 PM
That is indeed an interesting thing your DC said in the last dream.

You know, in the context of a question and answer, my take on things was just a bit different. See if it makes sense to you. Your DC seems to be implying that "living" within the dreamspace requires forgetting them and not being burdened by a physical matter reality perspective on what dreams may or may not be. In other words, dreams need to be pure, and uncompromised by waking life, to the degree possible?
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 24, 2015, 11:30:20 PM
That is indeed an interesting thing your DC said in the last dream.

You know, in the context of a question and answer, my take on things was just a bit different. See if it makes sense to you. Your DC seems to be implying that "living" within the dreamspace requires forgetting them and not being burdened by a physical matter reality perspective on what dreams may or may not be. In other words, dreams need to be pure, and uncompromised by waking life, to the degree possible?

Definitely it goes right along with the ego loss that accompanies deep dreaming losing all sense of ones self as is just can't or doesn't exist there.

Wow, O1.  That is very deep and profound!  Thanks for sharing.

It's also quite interesting, the dream you have about the woman in the mirror.  You helped her "out " of the mirror, and yet your perspective with that one AND the "Segway" dream changed to third person.  Very cool!


Yea I get third person perspectives quite often but still acting within my own body.  had one last night actually in a pretty broken fragment which I'll write what I can recall

[F]
All I remember is being chased along rooftops by a man with a backpack that powered either bionic legs or an exoskeleton suit that enhanced his legs.  He was able to jump from building to building as was I.  I remember missing a ledge and grabbing onto it and looking down as I almost fell.  I had the thought that even if I fell it wouldn't be afraid like I normally would.  Later in another portion of the same dream I'm chatting with an old co-worker of mine G.  Telling him "I told you, the turtle man beat me up!" referring to the man with the backpack.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 June 20, 2015, 10:03:30 PM
Yarg, its been far too long..  I had my first lucid in a while and it was quite vivid so I  figured I'd write what I can remember about it.

[L]
I begin recollection in a large warehouse.  The ceiling is about 20 feet up and every few feet are metal beams with triangular struts zig-zagging across them. Where I am is fairly empty with only small tables filled with boxes and junk with lots of space all around.  I decide to try to jump up and grab the struts.  I float up a few feet stretching my arm upward but can't make it.  I have the thought "Why can't I do it? I know I'm dreaming".  It was funny having this thought before I remembered truly being lucid.  This brings me to full lucidity and I try flying upward again.  I make it a little further up but I still feel like I'm tethered to the ground by a rubber band. The further up I tried to fly the harder it was.  Frustrated, I think to myself "This shouldn't be this hard!"  I relax and just imagine myself floating up and grabbing a beam on the ceiling.  I feel it and grab it and look down and I'm still only a few feet off the ground.  I ended up just bringing the ceiling down to grab it :P.  I laugh it off and let go going back to the floor.  

I lose a little recollection here.  The next thing I remember I'm standing looking at a blind corner in a drab brown walled hallway.  I am still lucid and decide to try to blast a hole in it with an energy blast.  I place my hands with palms facing one another at my side.  I charge the energy in my body up and channel it through my arms and into my hands.  I could feel a pressure building between my hands as an orb of energy gathered. I call out the obligatory attack mantra from the dragon ball series.  KAMEEEH HAMEEEH HAA! and unleash the energy from my hands in front of me into the wall.  A pitiful blue blep of energy shot from my hands and bounced off the wall and onto the floor.  I walk over to inspect it and there was a now orange orb about the size of a cantaloupe.  The sphere looked like a polished crystal with a foggy pattern running through it.  I picked it up and turned it over looking at it.  As I did the pattern beneath the polished exterior changed and started to resemble a fungus growing and changing texture and shape.  The pattern kept morphing and becoming more complex and colorful.  I remember having the thought that it was a world and I was watching it in fast forward. The weather patterns carving and changing the landscape and lifeforms gathering and moving across its surface.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 July 29, 2015, 01:12:51 AM
Hello all, I missed logging my dreams lately as it helps with retention and reflection.  I don't think I've had any lucids since my last one above this.  I had a few pretty vivid crazy dreams lately that spurred me to come back again.  The first 2 were last night and the second is from the night before.  I've lost a lot of the narrative by now but I'll write what I can remember.

[D]
I am at what looks like a gas station convenience store.  I'm wearing a drab dark green button down uniform shirt, I must work there.  I walk to the back of the store which has a pharmacy of all things.  I lean over the counter and see a couple pharmacy techs working at their stations.  I call out with a smile "Hey!".  They look up and I introduce myself.  "I'm Max the new shift lead.  If you need anything let me know".  I lose recollection of how things progressed.  The next thing I remember I am feeling a swollen spot on my face just below my eye and on my cheek.  It feels like a large cyst or some sort of bad infection.  I feel it and it feels as if it is a cyst that has come to a head and about to break the surface.  I could see the white-ish yellow head of it in my right eye on my cheek.  I press on it and a clear liquid oozes from the whole inflamed area.  I don't know why but I decided to try popping it like a zit.  I squeeze with my thumb and forefinger and the large round protrusion opens up. Instead of puss or blood a large yellow mass comes out and I squeeze it out of my cheek and into my hand.  I look at my hand holding the yellow mass that had come from my cheek.  Its actually a small yellow bird about the size of a humming bird.  I move it with my thumb and I could feel it breathing and it starts to move.  Surprisingly I'm not really effected by what had happened.  I have a slight hope that the thing is alive.  I walk and find a reflective surface to examine my cheek.  There is a large deep hole in my cheek just below my right eye to the right of my nose.  Again I'm not really phased by it.  I calmly go over to the pharmacy and ask if they have any peroxide or something I could wash it out with.  The young male tech walks over looking concerned and says he'll get some antibiotics for me.  I thank him but tell him I need something to wash it out for now.  I fully lose recollection here.

That dream was definitely influenced by the sleeping mask that I usually never wear.  It puts a light pressure directly where that bird came out of my cheek.

[F]
I'm standing in what looks like a city street at night.  I am with someone I can't remember who now.  I look around and notice its not a street its almost like a giant airplane hangar.  The walls go up about 100 feet and curve over forming an arched roof.  It's not really dark there are a few lights lit along the wall in a few places here and there.  Next thing I remember I'm flying around in the large open hangar.  I decide to try to fly up to the ceiling but have apprehension due to the height.  I go about halfway up and come back down.  I get the thought that I'll be fine to fly as high as I want I just need to relax.  I relax and go back up easily reaching the ceiling and flying along the ceiling feeling chuffed that I beat my fear/apprehension of it.

The interesting thing about the flight fragment is that night before I fell asleep I was laying in bed and spoke aloud.  "I want to have a flight dream." as a sort of affirmation.  It actually worked :)

[F]
I am at a school in the restroom and come across a bag of cocaine.  I wasn't sure it was what I thought it was so I took some and dabbed my tongue with it.  The tip of my tongue went numb and I was sure it was cocaine.  I take out a key from my pocket and scoop some out of the bag it was in and snort it.  I could feel it kick in with a warm speedy buzz.  The inside of my nose goes numb including my few front upper teeth and upper lip.  This must be really good stuff..  Immediately the thought of the comedown and the shitty empty feeling of the comedown.  I lose recollection of time passing but the cocaine had worn off and I wasn't feeling the normal shitty after effects.  I remember a group of people wanting to do some with me.  Remembering how shitty it really was I told them I'm going to sell it not do any more of it. 

It's really crazy how accurate the cocaine dream was in regard to its effects.  I actually felt as if I had done cocaine.  I had tried it a few times in my youth.  After experiencing how shitty it leaves you feeling afterward and the cost of the stuff it was totally not worth it and haven't since. 
: Re: My dream Journal
: Boadicea July 29, 2015, 12:55:38 PM
I am at what looks like a gas station convenience store.  I'm wearing a drab dark green button down uniform shirt, I must work there.  I walk to the back of the store which has a pharmacy of all things.  I lean over the counter and see a couple pharmacy techs working at their stations.  I call out with a smile "Hey!".  They look up and I introduce myself.  "I'm Max the new shift lead.  If you need anything let me know".  I lose recollection of how things progressed.  The next thing I remember I am feeling a swollen spot on my face just below my eye and on my cheek.  It feels like a large cyst or some sort of bad infection.  I feel it and it feels as if it is a cyst that has come to a head and about to break the surface.  I could see the white-ish yellow head of it in my right eye on my cheek.  I press on it and a clear liquid oozes from the whole inflamed area.  I don't know why but I decided to try popping it like a zit.  I squeeze with my thumb and forefinger and the large round protrusion opens up. Instead of puss or blood a large yellow mass comes out and I squeeze it out of my cheek and into my hand.  I look at my hand holding the yellow mass that had come from my cheek.  Its actually a small yellow bird about the size of a humming bird.  I move it with my thumb and I could feel it breathing and it starts to move.  Surprisingly I'm not really effected by what had happened.  I have a slight hope that the thing is alive.  I walk and find a reflective surface to examine my cheek.  There is a large deep hole in my cheek just below my right eye to the right of my nose.  Again I'm not really phased by it.  I calmly go over to the pharmacy and ask if they have any peroxide or something I could wash it out with.  The young male tech walks over looking concerned and says he'll get some antibiotics for me.  I thank him but tell him I need something to wash it out for now.  I fully lose recollection here.
:eek2:

I had tried it a few times in my youth.  After experiencing how shitty it leaves you feeling afterward and the cost of the stuff it was totally not worth it and haven't since. 
It would be nice if more people in the world had your common sense.  ;)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 August 01, 2015, 11:43:02 AM
I had tried it a few times in my youth.  After experiencing how shitty it leaves you feeling afterward and the cost of the stuff it was totally not worth it and haven't since. 
It would be nice if more people in the world had your common sense.  ;)

Yea I experimented a lot and never understood the appeal of cocaine. 

I had my first lucid in quite some time early this morning :)

[L]
My recollection of the previous fragment before becoming lucid is gone now.  I remember being in a small room with nothing else in it other than a small group of people.  It looked like either an underground basement or bunker.  I'm walking and talking to someone I can't remember about what but the last sentence was.  "When you're dreaming and you realize your dreaming and become lucid."  In the middle of the sentence I stop walking and look around as I realize I am dreaming.  I tell the guy I'm talking to "Like right now we're dreaming!  Normally I would go around doing crazy stuff I normally wouldn't in real life but this time I wanna see where the dream takes us."  He didn't say anything and I look around the room again.  I see a single door in the corner behind me and walk over to open it.  I do and it leads outside to a windy brown haze.  I look down and there is no ground we seem to be in the middle of the air and the haze was so thick I could only see maybe 30 feet out.  Being the only exit I knew I had no other way to go but was quite hesitant as sometimes high flights can wake me up with a falling reflex.  I breathe and relax knowing I wont fall if I don't freak out.  I step out into the wind I quickly spread my energy throughout my body and take control of my flight.  I turn back around floating a few feet away from the door.  The group of 7 or so people I was with are gathered at the door looking a little lost as to what to do.  I ask "You guys remember how to fly right?"  None of them answer.  I fly back to the door and grab the hand of the guy at the edge of the door.  I tell them to relax and hold hands and slowly fly away from the door.  As I do the people come out one at a time all holding hands like a chain.  I get the thought that my energy was flowing from me through all of them to help them fly.  We all descend into the haze and I see the floating bunker disappear to my left.  I look down the chain of people and remark how it almost looks like a flock of ducks or geese.  I look down and we don't seem to be getting anywhere until we finally get below the haze revealing a rainforest below.  We are still probably a few thousand feet up which is much higher than I normally can fly without freaking out.  I stay calm as we all glide over the landscape.  As we get closer to the trees I can tell they aren't anything that normally grows on earth they looked like plants from Pandora the planet in Avatar.  We fly over one area that was set up in an obvious grid pattern as if it was cultivated.  We finally get to the ground gliding to a gentle landing. I do remember walking around a bit on the ground but I guess I lost lucidity as I lose recollection here.

[D]
I am outside on a balcony of a restaurant about 2 stories up.  The balcony overlooks a busy street.  I walk over and stand on the railing looking down and get the idea that I could fall and stop myself before I hit the ground.  I hear someone behind worriedly tell me to get off the railing.  I tell them I'm fine and I bet them I could stop myself just before I hit the ground.  A few more people have turned to see what was going on and I stand balancing on the railing facing toward the street and lean forward.  I fall parallel to the street face first and 6 inches from the pavement I stop myself in mid air.  I stand up and look up at the people on the balcony and they're all frantically chattering about what happened.  I'm curious if I can still do it without as much distance to take control of my flight.  I jump into the air stretching my arms and legs out and fall face first toward the pavement again.  I'm able to harness the energy in my body originating from my heart chakra instantly surrounding my body stopping me inches from the ground.  The feeling was similar to two like poles on a magnet getting close.  I stay floating a few inches off the ground arms and legs spread and notice I'm slowly drifting to my left like an air hockey puck floating on a plume of air.  I laugh and look to my right and tell a person on the sidewalk to give me a push.  They ignore me and walk away.  I get back up and think about how I may be able to stop myself from hitting the ground but if it were a high enough fall I could still end up hurt from the abrupt stop.  I decide I need to try a decelerating stop instead of an abrupt stop.  I try it a few times and it required a little more concentration to slowly stop myself rather than an abrupt stop. I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am walking along a street that looks like one that runs in front of my old middle school.  Where the football field was now has playground equipment.  I make my way to one of the playground equipment and see a woman sitting on a merry go round writing in a notebook.  Behind her are children playing on some other playground equipment.  I assumed she was their teacher or something.  I look closer and its an old friend M.  She is writing intently in the notebook and doesn't notice me.  I lean downward and look her in the eye and say "Hey M!" with a smile.  She looks up from her notebook with a solemn expression and says with spiteful intonation "Hello misery." and looks back down at her notebook.  I'm a little taken aback and walk way without responding and go over to a near by climbing frame.  I nimbly swing and climb my way to the top of it and sit squatting perched looking at her feeling defeated.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 23, 2015, 01:56:35 PM
*Obligatory "It's been too long!"*

I've had lots of vivid fragments lately as my cat keeps waking me up early morning.  Also inadvertently sleeping on my back seems to induce more vivid/lucids.

[F]
It's crisp clear night with a grey hue from the moonlight. I'm outside in the backyard of an oddly familiar house.  It was a small ranch style house painted grey and white.  I'm with a group of people I don't recognize and a few of them are sitting in a small tree. The tree looked like a scaled down version of a fully grown one, only about 7 feet tall with grey bark and white leaves.  The tree was directly next to a small pool about 15 feet wide. I see one person standing behind the tree pulling on ropes making the tree bend backward.  The tree bent all the way back to the ground with the people still sitting in it.  I assumed they were going to try to fling themselves across the pool or into it if they didn't make it across.  Just before they launch themselves an orb of sharp white light appeared above the house.  It slowly moved over the yard then shot off toward the horizon. One of the women in the group yells "We got a visitor!" and everyone cheers.

[F]
I'm in an unfamiliar house.  The room is sparsely furnished with a sleek modern leather couch and a large flat screen tv and hardwood floor.  I look at the television and see a woman sitting on a fainting couch outside in a tropical setting with the sea behind her. Shes quite beautiful with dark brown hair and a silk dress with a sinister yet alluring smile.  I walk up to the TV, I flatten out my hand with fingers together and slowly push then into the television screen. I bend over and step all the way through into the tropical scene.  When I do the woman is gone from the couch and I realize I was tricked.  I look back toward the direction I came.  I see a giant window maybe 50 feet by 100 feet and see the room I was in behind a patchy grid of faint translucent pixels.  The woman is now in the room standing looking at me with a smirk. I quickly try to push my hand back through into the room and I can feel a force pushing back not allowing me to. My view through the window became increasingly patchy and distorted as she slowly raised her hand holding a remote and pressed the power button.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Shellidfl November 01, 2015, 09:13:02 PM
*Obligatory "It's been too long!"*

*Also obligatory "Damned right it's been too long!!!"* ;)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 September 29, 2016, 12:07:18 AM
I've missed journaling for the past who knows how long.  I've had lots of "life" happening so I've been a bit distracted but the dreams never stopped :D,  I had a few very vivid dreams that seemed to be linked and decided to log them.   Since its been all day before I decided to write them down it may be a little muddled.

[D]
I begin recollection in a mall with a large open atrium.  I am on the bottom floor of the open 3 floored mall.  I am looking around and see a women that looks familiar.  She is looks like she is of middle eastern ethnicity.  She approaches me and asks if I remember her.  I say I do but I can't remember her name.  She says something in a sarcastic tone to the whole of.  "I understand but I remembered you!".   She then tells me her name which I can't remember now.  I apologize and tell her I've been quite busy lately.  She asks me with what I've been so busy.  I tell her that I've been studying magic and that I could show her if she doesn't believe me.  She calls me on my claim and I proceed to show her.  I walk over to a small potted plant in a thimble sized pot only a couple inches tall and place my thumb and forefinger on both hands on the thimble pot.  I concentrate and channel energy into the plant.  The plant grows into a three story tall bamboo like three and promptly topples over into the open floor behind us.  When it hits the ground I notice its hollow and grab the bottom of the trunk and bring it to my mouth.  I make a cow like moo through the shaft of the trunk.  There were people standing near the end of the tree and they start looking around wondering where the animal noise is coming from.   I smile and look up at her.  She smiles back and then runs forward wrapping her arms around me in a tight warm hug.  I gesture with my left hand to raise her into the air.  She does levitate a bit but she looked scared and unstable.  I tell her that I am not as proficient at casting magic with my left hand as I am with my right as I am right and dominant.  I raise my right hand and concentrate to raise bother her and me into the air and we do smoothly and quickly.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I start the fragment in a sort of third person RPG view. I only remember doing some simple dungeon crawling sort of gaming in third person.  My character was a knight in light armor with a party of other players, wizards, healers and what not.  We make our way to a castle like room with grey brick lining the walls.  I proceed into the next room and the floor falls away with every tile I step on.  I step back to the group and tell them we need to use this to our advantage because the other group is still behind us.  We tip toe into the room still making the floor randomly fall out from under us.  We manage to make it to the door on the other side and decide to set a trap for the group behind us.  We all grab carpets and tables to try to cover the pitfalls in the room we were in.  We made our way into another area on the other side of the room to wait for the trap to work.  Eventually the party following us walks into the room.  They were in traditional 1800 french military garb.   They make their way across the traps without falling in.  In seeing this i order my group to proceed forward immediately as the other group is close on our tail.  We make our way into an very large open room.  The area is probably 50 meters long and 25 meters wide.  At the opposite end of the room I could see a strange object.  It looked like a sea anemone without the tentacles.   I had the thought that it was the treasure we were seeking.  We quickly walk around and as we about 10 feet away I hear the voice of the leader of the opposing group.   He states that him and his group had been wandering the steps for over 1000 years.  I look back at the doorway they came from and laugh to myself thinking it was a time and space distortion that kept them locked away for a long time for them yet a few minutes for us.   I look around in the large ornate room we are in and see a large blob.  We ignore the other group and make our way to the tentacless mass.  I have the feeling that it is a great source of magic power.   I walk toward it and notice a strange sword leaning against it.  The sword was a long double handed hilt and a large jagged purple crystal blade.  I felt I had the choice of the sword or the gelatinous amoeba for my source of power.   I heard an inner voice that directed me toward the sword.  I snatched up the sword and then the opposing group grabbed the strange amoeba like thing.  I walked away hearing some voice tell me that the sword was a dragon sword and was very powerful.  Afterwards I felt a strange sense of dread.  A young man from the other group snatched the sword from my hands and promptly drove it into his chest.  He fell over in a sickly fashion as if he were about to die.  I look to my right and the leader of the other group had utilized the amoeba as a source of strong magic.  They promptly resurrected him and retreated.  As they did I saw two or three strange looking entities materialize.  They were tall with yellow skin and four antenna wearing white robes.  I had a strange feeling of fear yet awe toward them.   I ran and jumped through a similar sort of dungeon like environment. They fired bolts of yellow electricity with their head antenna and floated after us without effort.  I had the feeling the were the guardians of said sword and magic power,  I lose recollection at this point but still have a vivid visual of those entities. I

I drew these yellow skinned guardians and sketched them as best  I can.   I'm not the best at drawing bt this is basically what they looked like.  I wanted to post their likeness because they looked too familiar and I didn't know why.  Do they look familiar to anyone else?

 :explode:(http://imageshack.com/a/img921/8854/C9eam0.jpg)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Boadicea September 29, 2016, 02:16:17 PM
They do look familiar, though maybe just because they seem to have the generic alien appearance. Maybe something from Star Trek?
BTW if this is what a sketch looks like I'd love to see your finished art. That's way better than I could draw!
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 26, 2016, 09:26:11 PM
They do look familiar, though maybe just because they seem to have the generic alien appearance. Maybe something from Star Trek?
BTW if this is what a sketch looks like I'd love to see your finished art. That's way better than I could draw!

They are pretty much the generic grey/humanoid alien.  I used to draw a lot when I was younger but gave it up with lack of ime and motivation  :P

Alot of this lucid is kind of foggy now after the entire day has passed but here it goes.

[L]
I'm standing outside and its a bright vivid day.  I look up in the sky and see what looks like a planet that is just outside our atmosphere.  I could see green continents and blue oceans.  I think its so close I could almost jump there, so I try!  I squat down a bit and launch myself at thousands of miles per hour towards the other planet.  As I'm flying through the air about to exit our atmosphere I think about how when I am dreaming I usually freak out at such altitudes.  This makes me realize I'm dreaming.  I almost lose control and things start to blur and go dark as if I'm going to wake up.  I talk myself down and tell myself to relax.  I end up back on earth looking up at the other planet and decide to go for it again.  I squat down and launch myself upward.  I relax and concentrate on what I'm seeing and that I wont die.  I end up passing through our earthly clouds and see the other planet approaching.  I get the butterflies in my stomach from the height but after passing through our clouds and seeing the ground below I realize I'll be fine and go with the flow.  As I approach the planet the continents grow and I lose site of the whole planet and see green and white in front of me.  I think the white is the clouds of the other planet but then realize I'm too close for it to be clouds.  I'm a couple miles up and the closer I get I realize its a massive herd of zebras!  A huge smile stretches across my face and I start to arch my flight to run parallel to the ground.  I swoop down only a couple feet about the heads of thousands of zebras moving across a grassy plane.  I'm flying WAY faster than I normally can and try to keep it up.  I'm flying at a couple hundred miles an hour and dodge and weave myself through a forest and and power lines more gracefully than I ever have.

This lucid really gave me a wild rush.  I now know what its like to fly like superman.

[F]
There was some sort of sentient black goo that if it touches a person they turn into a psychotic flesh eating maniac.  My mom, sisters and I all barricade ourselves in my parents house.  We seal up ever gap we can and stay close together to make sure nobody is gotten by the black goo.  In one instance the goo starts dripping through the ceiling in the living room and I though it had fallen on the back of my neck.  I'm worried I've been infected but my mom tells me it wasn't enough to fully infect me and it just left a blister.  I remember feeling a large bubble blister on the back of my neck.  The last thing I remember is looking out the window of our house and the neighborhood looks different with houses that aren't normally there and the street is different.  While looking out I see an occasional infected chasing a car or someone on foot to try to tear them to pieces.  As I'm looking out the window I see a car driving extremely erratically and my sister and mother both prey with me "Don't his the house, Don't hit the house!".
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 12, 2017, 02:21:38 AM
Sorry I haven't been posting but you know life gets balls the to wall insane sometimes. This will be quite elaborate at times but also some missing points.  It just seemed to be so vivid and fun that I couldn't help but add it here.

[D]
I begin recollection talking with a group of people some I know some I don't.  We all seem to be choosing an RPG like character that they would like to portray in a game.  Some saying "I wanna be the tank!" or "I'll be the scout".  I think about what character I would like and decide to go with a female battle mage.  She has blue skin, black hair and light carbon fiber looking armor.  I have the feeling that this is definitely a game and not IRL.  However I have the emotional devotion and forethought to defend my group.  I end up with a futuristic pistol in my right hand and my left hand casts psychic/magic attacks. 

Next I remember we are already in the enemies stronghold which looks like an underground cave.  There are holes and caverns that insectoid/crustacean enemies swarm toward us.  We all do our best to mow them down as them come but it seems like we will never stem the tide.  I run out of ammo and realize I haven't used my psychic attacks yet and extend my left hand and snap my fingers.  When I do a thick undulating disc of prismatic light appears in front of me.  It doesn't move until I instinctively gesture toward an enemy and it sticks to them and expands a bit.  I turn and run not knowing what is going to happen.  As I look back the enemy is frantically swatting at the incandescent gum that is stuck to them.  Almost instantly the creature turns into a black fog and disappears.  I have the thought that the person it sticks to is disintegrates or sent to a sort of void. 

I have more fragmented recollection of gaining better control of my psychic/magic attacks to the point I don't use my gun.  In one of them I was dropped into another video game like scenario where our group was supposed to eliminate the alien threat and were actually forced into retreat through the portal. One of the first iterations of my psychic attacks I am able to throw the incandescent film at an enemy and they eventually are overtaken by it and disappear.  Then I can throw the same glowing attack and snap my fingers and it will explode disintegrating anything near it. After much practice I am able to summon a translucent whip that shimmers with different rippling colors like oil on water.  It slices through anything and instantly kills any enemy before they have a chance to attack.

[F]
I am in an ex girlfriends house and I had accidentally left my underwear on the floor inside a few feet from the front door.  Her and I were entering the house as I remembered this and she hid by the door.  I lose recollection here.  The next thing I remember is her yelling at me that she is tired of my bullshit and she is going to call the cops if she sees me again. (FYI we are on good terms IRL but I still have feelings for her and know she doesn't for me...)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 February 23, 2018, 01:02:28 AM
Hello all I've missed recording my dreams the past year or two.  I have had some recent life struggles that have stunted my dreaming and want to journal.  However the past few nights I had a few really interesting dreams which I attribute to my attempt at sobriety.  If there is some motivation being able to really dream again is a great one.

[L][Night of February 20th 2018]
The first I remember is being in a large super store like Walmart.  For some reason I am trying to levitate and manage to.  I am only about 6 inches off the floor and have my legs extended beneath me with on foot behind the other ankle.  I lean forward and zip down the main aisle past clothes and people shopping.  I then fly up and survey the store and see the different departments, electronics, clothing, sporting goods.  I lower back down and turn left toward the sporting goods section.  As I am levitating quickly down the main aisle I notice I am headed directly toward a large number of fishing poles.  They are arranged on a rack and for some reason have black fishing line on the rods.  Also the rods are are angled top inward on either side of the aisle leaving essentially an annoying trap.  I am headed directly into them just as I realize this.  Just before I hit the rods and become tangled in a mess of sticks and string it comes to mind to phase through the rods and line.  This makes me realize I am dreaming and I see the first few rods and line and pass right through them.  I lose concentration and and end up hitting the last few pulling everything to the floor and stopping tangled up. 

Its too long since the dream but I do end up outside lucid somehow as well.  I am outside at a large city park.  The sun is shining and the grass is a luminescent green with lush trees and many people milling about.  I see a HUGE metal swing set probly 20 feet tall with long chains with about 6 individual swings.  There are a few kids swinging back and forth and jumping off.  I fly back and around behind the swings a few feet off the ground and then shoot up to the top of the swing set look around and float over and sit on top.  I then remember being a kid and doing "penny drops" from pullup bars at a local playground.  A penny drop is when a person hangs upside down with the bar in their knees, then lets go flipping and landing on their feet.  I decide to try it and when I let go I realize I didn't gauge the height well and am heading face first into the ground.  Almost instinctively I "put on the breaks" and stop a horizontal a few inches from the ground.  I fly forward curving back upright and decide to see if I can catch myself again.  I fly back up to the top of the swing set and hang by my knees again letting go prematurely to fall horizontal toward the ground.  I catch myself again and giggle to myself flying back up to the top to try again.  As I do I look to my right and see a couple kids to my right on another piece of playground equipment.  One of them looks like an old friend in his elementary school form.  He was looking at me and when we look at each other he asks me.  "Why does this matter if none of it is real?"  I have the thought that he is referring to mastering certain lucid activities like flight and what not.  I can't remember coming up with a reply and lose recollection.

[D][Night of February 21 2018]
My recollection begins with a view from inside of a strange structure.  It appears almost ancient Egyptian, at least from my pop culture and modern interpretations.  It is a large open area with a ceiling and large pillars with large spaces viewing a blue sky.  Where one would expect a horizon there were none as if we were in the sky.  I look to my left and see a beast of some sort, he was an amalgamation of various animals yet anthropomorphic.  I have a strange third person view of this creature but that creature is me.  He is holding his hand underneath the sun and looking up as if presenting it to the heavens.  He then looks behind his and yells "No! Back cat, NO!" (I have a cat :P)  He sounded very serious.  I had the feeling he/I was defending the sun from some sort of cat demon or something. 

There was suddenly an almost time lapse of the same scenario over and over as the sky grew dark and the sun waned like the moon.  When the sun disappeared he/I flew down and came into the room where my view was.  He/I was then joined by other chimera all anthropomorphic Egyptian like gods.  They had some back and forth convo as if they were friends.  It seemed very loose and familiar as if this were a day job.  In the moment I knew everything they were discussing but I can't anymore.

They were all gathered at the center of the large atrium on a center platform that was only connected to the main floor by a single large axle.  As they are talking the platform starts to tilt to one side as.  One of the other creatures looks to the my avatar and tells him that the cat has stolen the sun.  My avatar has a look of dread fall upon his face and looks around the room.  Suddenly the center platform starts to rotate slowly getting faster and faster.  The same creature that realized the problem tells everyone to jump before it gets too fast.  He makes it but one of them falls into the gap between the center and the outside disappearing into a cloudy mist beneath the platform.  My avatar creature looks to his friends panicked.

My avatar also jumps and makes it onto the side of the room safely.  The last of the four jumps and misses landing in the mist disappearing.  As he does my avatar realizes he has to go after his friends to either join them or help bring them back.  Hesitantly, he jumps and my view switches to first person.

As I jump off the ledge toward the clouds I feel a the same fear during falling as always but I know I can't give up now.  I yell out some sort of faith based cry for strength that I can't remember but something like.  "I go with the grace of god!".  As I pass through the clouds  I feel like I enter warp speed seeing a visual similar to something from stargate going through a wormhole.  I am suddenly in a strange grey stone brick structure with different levels and demonic sculptures.  I don't see any of my counterparts.  I wonder around a few seconds then am ambushed by a giant red demonic looking being.  It was like a Zerg from Starcraft, no legs and almost insect like with a strangely Anglican human head.  It then roared and tried to attack me.  It chased me all while spitting a red ooze that made the brick beneath bubble and steam.  I then realized it there were statues that were identical to its form with a pool in front it that would spit and make a pool of ooze.  I then tricked it to make a puddle of ooze outside of the stone fountain pool and then for some reason stepped into it.  As I did I sank down and realized it had created a portal.  I am then shot into open outer space, this almost makes me panic as I have always had a strange fear of being alone in outer space or the "dream void".

I think "So this is what its like to die." as I am floating looking around at the dark starscape in every direction.  As I do I feel a strange gravitational pull forward as if toward a specific star or star system.  This makes me think about my falling fear and the scene from the matrix when they load an environment that zooms in from below.  I take that fear into my mind then feel it physically shrink in the center of my head and fall down my body getting smaller and smaller.  Almost as if I am digesting it and incorporating it into my being.  While doing this, the pull on my body shifts to my left and I quickly drift below a large structure with tan pillars like before and then a white fog overcomes my view. 

My next recollection is being in third person again in almost a video game scenario.  I am controlling a large Orch like creature that moves like Kratos from God Of War.  My character is being attacked by a Titan of some kind and I have to run and escape as I was getting swarmed.  I then lose recollection.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 March 17, 2018, 12:50:11 AM
Hello all and future me, again I am struggling with sobriety from alcohol and had some intense stuff happen.  I am not sure if it is because of the withdrawal, however it only makes sense.  I have been a functional alcoholic for years and have gone on and off with the attempts at sobriety.  When attempting to abstain I almost always get "night sweats" which is common, however my dream immediately become incredibly vivid.

[WILD/D]
As I am trying to fall asleep in the dark room, I start thinking about the few full on WILDs that I have pulled off.  These WILDs that I have done have all had the same initiation.  I am laying in bed and feel my head start to turn and face the edge of the bed to my right.  It is a combination of a pull yet concious movement in that direction.  In my vision all around me are still the ubiquitous blue, green and red phosphenes that one sees while watching the back of their eyelids.  I suddenly feel a feel a strange pressure at the back of my head and down my spine.  The only way I could describe it was I was being pulled from behind by a powerful magnet.  I knew what was happening as I am used to the strange movement associated with WILD dream initiations.

As the strange force is pulling be from behind I know I am still laying in bed.  I know I need to relax as much as possible to maintain sleep/lucidity and  just think of it like a roller coaster.  I end up screaming with my mental voice "WOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!"  as I rocket backwards while still feeling as if I am laying on my side. 

Eventually after a few seconds the feeling of being pulled backward subsides and I remember my most recent technique of WILDING.  With this technique I essentially "roll out of my body of the bed and onto the floor".  From there I make sure to make tactile connection to the current dream space I am in.  IE feeling the "carpet" or immediately walking through the window and almost sensuously caressing the tree's bark right outside my window. 

Suddenly I roll out of bed onto the floor, I immediately try to get to the tree to feel its bark to help solidify the reality.  As I do I know I am still dreaming and try to look around, however everything is much more chaotic than usual.  I feel a pull in many directions as if to try to make me lose lucidity.  I dismiss the thoughts and concentrate on the texture of the bark on the tree and lose recollection.

[L/F]
I am laying in bed and start the same process as before, relaxing and watching the phosphene's dance.  Again I start to have the feeling that I am falling/being pulled from behind at an intense speed.  The feeling and speed makes me anxious but I do my best to calm myself.  I concentrate on what I am thinking, and seeing rather than the falling feeling.  When I do a thought about a documentary I watched about alien abductions and sitings comes to mind.  I still have only the lower level meditative visions being formed by phosphenes in my vision.  However from that the amorphous shimmering colors form the face of the quintessential grey alien.

The vision of this entity kind of freaks me out as I have always had a strange fear yet love for the paranormal alien stuff.  I feel like this entity doesn't want to do me any harm nor does it want to bless me with good fortune.  As I am thinking this the entity moves its face closer to mine, it looks like any other cliche grey alien stereotype. I don't see it smile yet I know it isn't malevolent for some reason. 

I then decide to try interact with it.  I tried using just "thinking" rather than "speaking"  what I wanted to convey.  The only thing I can remember is asking it "What do you want", and it responding "I'm waiting for you".  I still retained a sense of unease from the presence of this entity but also a playful nature.  I felt the fear of the unknown yet once established, we seemed to have a rapport that was precocious and loving.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 April 04, 2018, 12:02:09 AM
[D] Night of 4/2/18

The first memory I have is getting in a fight with some large man at some sort of recreation area near a lake or ocean.  We are on the top of a hill of sand with a large body of water below.  The guy is already hostile toward me for reasons I can't remember.  I do remember feeling an intense fear with the fight or flight response echoing throughout my body and mind.  The guy looked like a typical "Bro" with no shirt and board shorts.  I do remember having a scuffle with him after this but not anything else.  I only remember seeing him confronting me again and I instantly drop into a fight stance.  When I say fight stance I mean anything I've seen in MMA or a kung fu film. 

I am in some kind of open area in a building for a ski lodge or similarly specialized lodge.  I am somewhat tall at 6'4 and this guy looks down on me like the mountain from Game Of Thrones.  He was burly yet not what one would call "in shape".  I only remember making one good blow directly to his face and feeling the follow through as his body fell to the floor.  I only remember a few other fragments of encountering the same guy over and over.  In one scenario while he is sitting on picnic table away from the table.  I punched him, knocking him out and he collapsed into the single framed picnic table.  After this a friend of mine J who has been my friend since elementary through all approaches me.  He mimics a fighting stance throwing fists and standing in a defensive posture.  I don't remember what he said but I do remember responding.  "Yea for sure, just be efficient with your movements and deliver the power with each blow."

The next memory is still in the same strange resort/rec area.  I only remember something about this same guy having a reputation as a high level player.  I.E.  everyone in the area feared him as he would personally kill someone with his bare hands.  Next thing I know many dream characters are talking to me in a hushed tone.  They tell me I need to just make my way out of the area in a respectful manor or I would definitely be annihilated by this guy. 

The next thing I know I am doing a sort of strange walk of shame.  I am walking out of the building and down a winding hill of sand with the friends of this instigating bro toward my car.  My friends follow me saying something along the lines of "Don't worry about it", and "At least we are getting out alive".
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 September 13, 2018, 03:26:22 AM
Hello fellow denizens of the mist.  Back after a while after having a very vivid dream that really took me for a ride for the first time in a long time.  I need to get back into the practice.  I have had many instances of interesting dreams but have lacked the initiative to post.  I will try to piece this together as coherently as possible but as you know things can get weird.

[D]
I first have recollection of being in a video game like world similar to Mine Craft.  Everything is built of very simplistic textured blocks.  I am with a group of people I am familiar with IDL but don't recognize now IWL.  We are in a setting very similar to Mine Craft being an open hill covered area with grassy hills and brown dirt.  I have a deep frantic feeling that I need to find or do a certain thing.  I then remember we are fleeing a certain enemy.  The best description from the amalgamation of memories is a swarm of dark purple/black clouds.  I am with the group of people and then I remember seeing a swarm of these creatures almost like the Langoliers from the Steven King title descend upon us.  We scurry into a nearby cave and find again a Mine Craft-esque network of caves lit with torches.

We quickly move from cavern to cavern and arrive at one that has still the blocky geometric video game look.  Here there are multiple sets of almost computer console type chairs and interfaces but they aren't like a mouse and keyboard.  We just sit and reach out to a pair of crystalline horizontal handles perpendicular to the floor and move them to navigate the floating screen in front.  I look at the screen and see myself, not in the blocky video game form like my environment but a fully realistic version of myself.  This makes me realize something isn't right.  The thought comes to mind that I have "phased out" of my reality into another and need to find my way back.  I look at the screen in front of me and realize I need to get out of here and the only way is with this device.

I take the handles and tilt them left to right and vise versa to see different panels pass in front of me.  These panels all have a different camera view of me, as my realistic self, sitting where I am but from different angles.  I think to myself "Ok so everything here is like like legos maybe I need to just keep flipping through until I find the lego version of me to swap places with to get back to reality.  I do this a couple times on one "console" and move on to another, and another.  All this time I have this panic that these Langolier like creatures are going to destroy us all in this reality.

I next remember having a view of these creatures being able to summon lightning and destroying the environment around them.  My view of them shows them to continue to mass into a larger and larger swarm.  They are destroying the environment around them as they seem to be getting closer and closer to us. 

This gets very abstract from here but from what I can piece together this is what follows.

The group I am with is joined by many other people and strange creatures all fleeing these Langoliers.  We find our selves at an impasse where none of us can proceed.  We have all come to one central place and have no where to go.  Next I remember there is someone speaking of a witch that can send people home.  The catch is she can only take a few people and then makes them compete for the place to be sent home.  I have another feeling of dread as I see the array of supernatural and extraordinary creatures surrounding me.  It turns out she only takes teams that only one of that team will be chosen.  We are in front a large tube like slide and the people to move on as a team are to jump down the tube.  I remember trying to tell a forth person/creature to try to follow us as the door opened to try to game the system but they were blocked and unable to continue.

The narrative and memory continues to devolve from here.

However i remember a sort of combative competition to eliminate the other competitors from each team.  I remember passing but waiting for the other passing people from the other teams when the "reality" started to break down.  I can't remember if the "Langoliers" were closing in or what was causing a panic.  The other "Passed" entrants ran toward a large square shaped well about 3 feet high.  As I got closer I saw the interior of the well was a mist like white.  I had a thought "This has to be the way back to reality" As I jumped in I immediately thought "Don't worry about the feeling of falling, you're just coming back to your body".  I then found myself in bed eyes closed and fully still yet quite awake.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 October 19, 2018, 12:59:24 AM
My cat kept waking me up licking my foot and walking across my face because she wanted food for some reason -_-.  This made my early morning snooze difficult but led to a few fragmented WILD's and this Dream to Lucid Fragment.

[D-L/F]
I am floating in a lake on my back looking at the shore between my feet lined by green forest.  I turn on my stomach and look in the opposite direction and see a very close shore 40 feet ahead.  I swim toward a dock to get out of the lake.  As I get close these furry creatures that look like fat round Capybara are swimming toward the same shore next to the dock.  They look cute and I immediately have the thought they could bite me though.  They keep getting in my way as the 3-5 creatures keep bumping and jostling with me in the water to get to the one easily available piece of shore.  I wrap my arms around one of the fat little water dog rodents and it just wriggles out and makes it way to shore.  I stay in the water and turn back toward the expanse of the lake.  I start to think about how I tried water skiing a few times and wondered if it was really as difficult as I remembered.  I start to imagine the laying on my back in the water holding the rope handle waiting for the boat to speed up.

I can feel the handle in my hand and the strange weight of water skis on my feet but neither are there.  This makes me realize I'm dreaming and I become lucid.  I decide to try to water ski without a boat or skis.  I hold my hands out grasping an invisible handle.  I feel myself slowly start to get dragged forward.  The pressure on my feet and legs gradually becomes stronger.  I think to myself that keeping my feet aligned and legs strongly held parallel is key before standing up.  The force on my legs grows strong enough where I try leaning forward onto the imaginary skis.  I slowly lurch forward and manage to stand up.  My recollection gets blurry here.  Last I remember my view switched to looking down on a tiny lake below me as if I were a giant.  I am on one foot with no ski slooooowly skiing along zig zagging on a tiny puddle like lake.

: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 November 26, 2018, 11:19:50 PM
I only have a couple fragments that I can remember now as it was basically 15 hours ago.

[F]
I remember being in a bedroom I think may have been mine but it didn't feel familiar.  As I look around the room my field of view is filled with red and yellow specks floating like dust in a pillar of light in a dark room.  The room however is relatively dim with no discernible light fixtures from my recollection.  As I look around I don't really focus on my surroundings as much as I do the fluttering snow of red and yellow specks.  I think to myself "I'm seeing tons of Faeries right now!".  My vision starts to only focus on the swirling dots of light and the background fades out of site.  I close one eye and squint and concentrate hard on one yellow speck.  When I do I see a sort of monochrome yellow hologram of a stereotypical female faerie hovering with her wings fluttering.  Immediately she turned and looked me right in the eye and gave me a jovial salute/wave.  I smiled and nodded back and then lose recollection.

The faerie thing is funny, before I "knew" what it was.  I thought the sparkles I saw when looking at a white piece of paper or the sky were faeries.  Years ago I stumbled apon the "Blue field entoptic phenomenon" if you look at the wiki gif there it is exactly what I'm talking about.  If you take that and multiply it by 100 and make it red and yellow dots rather than just white dots its exactly what it looks like :D
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 07, 2018, 06:23:10 PM
[F]
I'm back living at my parents house.  I'm in the back yard and there is what looks like a small baby giraffe.  Its about the size of a small donkey but also has a rack of antlers similar to a moose.  I remember it being somewhat hostile toward me and charging me.  It was small enough for me to grab the antlers and stop it and move out of its way.  It did this a few times until it decided it wasn't going to get anywhere and started wondering around the yard.  I lose recollection but the next thing I remember is the strange chimera is in our back yard shed.  The doors are both open and I can see it sitting on a large bed of hay bails at the back looking out the front double doors.  I can't remember what happened but I remember the animal being in danger like a fire in the shed or something and I couldn't save it.  I am weeping deeply and wake up with tears filling my eyes.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 30, 2018, 12:46:56 PM
One short vivid from last night.  Well short in action maybe not in words :P

[D]
I am standing behind a building on what looks like a large covered concrete receiving dock.  Directly in front of me is a large open sparsely wooded park.  It was very well maintained and green almost like a golf course that had more trees added.  I look directly in front of the dock I'm standing on and there are random things strewn about.  A pile of books here, some delivery boxes there.  It comes to mind that its almost like people that were walking by just vaporized.  I chuckle to myself at the thought and look to my right.  There is a UPS truck in a skewed position in front of the dock and some UPS packages sitting on the dock.  I walk over to the truck and see there are still keys in the truck.  This makes me think, "Maybe they did just disappear?!". 

I tried to think of how this could have happened and "The Director" from the show Travelers comes to mind.  "The Director" is a quantum super computer that was built in the future.  Its main purpose was to find out how things went wrong leading to there pre apocalyptic situation.  It would then send the consciousness of "Travelers" into the minds of immediately before they would have died in the normal timeline.  Then these agents would try to steer history in a better direction to avoid their current dilemma.

I think "No way, the director couldn't and wouldn't just erase people", not even thinking that was only a TV show.  Then I realize there was a rival group doing something similar called the "Faction" and they had their own tech and thought it was maybe them.  I lose recollection but come to inside a building in a lab with servers and computer terminals here and there.  I see one monitor with a black screen type some green text and think its the faction trying to contact me.  As I walk over to the computer thinking I'm going to confront them I walk past a printer that just starts printing a page.  I take it and read it, it said something like "This is the Director, there is no need to intervene."  I grin and walk out of the lab.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 January 12, 2019, 12:18:26 AM
I only have a few short fragments of a dream that felt far more epic than my recollection can bring to word.

[F]
I remember something to do with making contact with alien life.  It was something to do with the moon and it being a sort of embassy for us and them to communicate. The next thing I recall is floating in a black void.  Within this void I remember encountering somewhat humanoid figures with antlers composed of scintillating multicolored light.  They were moving quite fast, just flying in an upright stance, legs down and arms open.  As they passed me they swept their arms from below upward and forward spewing from them trails of sharp sparkling multicolored light that fell like snow below them.  I knew they were the beings I was meant to contact but they were almost gone before I could gather myself to approach them.  I quickly tried communicating with them vocally and telepathically but no response.  I got no response but I could feel an encompassing loving intent pouring from them.  They carried on like cosmic crop dusters sprinkling love and novelty as if on a loop.

There was much more within this narrative and other dreams that I just can't remember.  It may sound strange but I got a strange charge from last night that made me feel more complete as a consciousness.  It feels like the oddly shaped hole in my thought patterns was patched with said odd shape.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 January 20, 2019, 02:05:52 PM
This morning I woke up really early and had trouble falling back asleep.  I had a few good vivid fragments and lucids due to it though.

[L\F]
My recollection begins with me outside in a parking lot next to a small rectangular building.  I hear someone say "Well they said you guys were reliable so I guess we can get it going".  I turn around and there is a white cement wall behind me and behind that another building.  The building is a series of open garage ports, some filled with lumber and others filled with machinery and cars.  It looks like some sort of low rent car repair place next to a lumber vendor.  I don't know why but I decide to try to get on the roof of the small building next to me.  I crouch down and jump about 15 feet in the air landing on the roof.  This clues me in that I'm dreaming and I try jumping to a higher portion of the flat roof.  I wasn't able to jump as high and end up catching the edge with my hands and pulling myself up.  I decide to try something new since I'm lucid.  The first thing that comes to mind is Laser Vision.  I walk over to the edge of the roof and see a concrete pillar a couple feet away.  I open my eyes wide and imagine a beam of plasma shooting from my pupils.  In the center of my vision there is a small bright iridescent blue/green dot almost like a retina burn after looking at a light.  I move my gaze along the pillar in a winding almost figure eight pattern.  I can't really see behind the glowing dot so I blink a few times and look at it normally.  On the concrete pillar there is a long winding coin width line of melted and burned concrete.  Success!  I think of something else that I could try this on that would melt more readily so I could see it as it happened.  Suddenly I'm holding a styrofoam bust of a man.  I open my eyes wide again and concentrate my gaze and watch it bubble and melt away rapidly.  I lose recollection here.

[L/F]
I don't remember much of the over arching plot as my recollection skips around.  At one point I'm at my aunts house in Wisconsin washing bedding and clothes in the dishwasher.  I then remember being in a car driving up to my parents house and think to myself "I couldn't have driven 1000 miles back home in an instant".  This makes me realize I'm dreaming.  I walk up my parents drive way and walk into the 2 door garage.  The right half of the garage is clear as it always used to be with tons of clutter filling the left side.  I look at the pile of clutter covered with a large piece of astro-turf and have a feeling of sadness yet fond nostalgia.  I walk out the back door of the garage into the back yard.  It looks like it always did with the awning still there that is now torn down.  I look around at the different things in the yard a grill, hose and a large box covered in plastic.  I read the large writing on the box, "Your meat to heat box is prepped to ship.". Strange...  I think to myself, "Do copyright laws apply in dream life?"  This makes me chuckle.  I imagine all the goofy generic manufacturer names from movies.  I pick up a small box on the ground and it says "Bogland Products" written on the side. I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 June 29, 2019, 11:59:28 AM
Below are some entries I logged outside of this journal and wanted to add in so I can save the HTML copy of this thread to have all of them together.  I am going to post again in a few minutes with a summary of last nights dreams.

March 20, 2019, 10:18:26 PM
    I begin recollection not lucid in my parents house in the den and was walking around exploring the house. I go to open the back door and just fall right through. When I do I my vision goes black but I feel like I fell on a small bush covered in sharp holly leaves. Falling through the door and everything going black makes me realize I'm dreaming. It felt like the twigs were under my skin poking me all over but I knew that wasn't possible. I tried to relax and thought to myself "this isn't real this isn't real" I am still in darkness and reach up above to my left and feel what feels like a tree trunk. It is right where a tree would be outside of the back door. I take both hands and grab the tree concentrating on the texture of the bark and trying to relax. My vision starts to fill with the image of my parents back yard, green grass, the trees the swing set. I am still having trouble solidifying the dream. I continue to go back and forth between my bed and my parents back yard.

    Eventually I make it back inside but it wasn't my parents house, it was a diner with brightly colored booths on the right and a bar on the left. I still had that feeling of being at my old family home that I grew up in. I don't remember seeing my family but I felt my father's presence, he's been dead for years, and when I think about my mother all of a sudden I notice a mask on the wall above the booths to the right. It is sort of looks like her, its shaped like a black angular thick crescent moon that had fallen on its side like something out of a Picasso painting. There are brightly colored tiles all around the diner. I tried to go outside the front door and as I try to rush outside I felt something stopping me like a force holding me back. It felt like my family was holding me back from some sort of danger outside. I look at the moon mask of my mother on the wall and I ask her why I can't go outside. She replies "There are those with ill intent..." then something after that like "They wish to deceive or harm" I can't remember exactly. I forced my way out but as I did I started to lose lucidity and the dream state in general. My breathing became labored as I felt my bed on my chest but still standing upright in the dream. I don't know if it was tougher to breath as I was laying on my chest or if it was me having to take control of my breathing rather than the autonomous breathing during dreams.

    I make it outside but my visual field is closing in on all sides. My sight was as if I was looking out from a hood over my head that the drawstrings have pulled half closed. I relax and it slowly opens back up and I can see throughout my entire visual field. I'm outside in the front yard at my parent's house and its night time. I feel a sort of menacing presence and I look across the street to the rental house across the street that multiple friends lived in while growing up. The garage door is half open with a bright yellow light spilling into the driveway. Suddenly I heard a women wail in a harsh accusatory tone that felt directed toward me. "We don't let them do that!" I almost lost lucidity and just relaxed and remembered I'm in control. I look to my left in the down the dark suburban street lit only by a few porch lights and one street light half a block down. I see one teenager two houses down shooting hoops by himself and someone another house down from that just standing on the porch looking out to the street. It seemed very surreal and eerily calm. I decide to shoot some hoops too and a basketball materializes above me to my left and I catch it. I dribble a few times and shoot, it bounces off that back inside of the rim out toward the street. I chase after the ball but I can't quite catch it. It rolls down the embankment across the street disappearing into the progressive darkness of the front yard of another house. I get the feeling I don't want to go after it. I stop a few feet from the curb and reach my arm in the direction of the ball and make a broad stroking motion away from the house coaxing the ball back up the hill and bouncing into my hands. I make my way back to my parent's front yard and look up seeing a young black man standing in the middle of the yard. He looks quite unassuming bland t-shirt with jeans no discernable expression on his face. I throw the ball to him but he doesn't move an inch and the ball flies past his waist. Suddenly he turns to me in a crouch as if he's about to pounce on me like Wolverine from X-Men. I suddenly notice his hair is styled just like Wolverines, flipped up sides but cartoonish and thick. This kind of makes me laugh. He lunges at me metal claws extended from his leading fist. I dodge it jumping into the air and staying up about 20 feet. I look back and to my left at him looking up at me. I just smile and salute him as I fly away toward the large multi-lane highway at the end of the street.

    I lose recollection of the transition but next thing I remember I am inside some large open area indoors. The area is oval shaped and looks like a large train station like grand central station in New York. I look around and there are paintings lining the wall with groups of people standing around some and not others like an art gallery. I make my way around the wall to my right and as I do I notice everyone is wearing what looks like parade costumes from Carnival in Brazil. I keep walking along the wall circling back on the opposite side of the open atrium. I realize the concentration of people is getting thicker and thicker the further I go. Eventually I am elbow shoulder to shoulder with a mob of people in large ornate costumes. I start getting close to where I came in and the crowd is getting so aggressive I can hardly move. I felt like they were all pressing in on me in every not moving in a normal traffic flow. I got this vibe that they weren't hostile toward me but quite the opposite. All of the characters had an almost disturbingly large smile with large wild eyes. They seemed to be magnetized to me like they had never seen someone from the outside world. The group became increasingly packed all pushing in tighter and tighter. I can see the exit about 20 feet ahead but I can't budge. I eventually close my eyes and will myself awake.

March 20, 2019, 10:18:26 PM
    I begin recollection in what looks like some huge open area of either a spaceship like something from Star Trek or a hanger converted to a scifi lab. Directly behind me is a strange looking road or walkway. It isn't solid, its comprised of what looks like long cylindrical neon bulbs of alternating colors. The floating road of neon rods runs to my left about 50 yards then curves around to the right and upward in a curved incline. I begin talking to someone who I don't see maybe they I was talking to them via a communication device. I start explaining "The wave will propagate along the plane increasing in amplitude and reflect back on itself creating a resonant frequency that should open the portal". The next thing I remember I am walking up the incline of the bridge of neon rods. I make my way to the top pulling myself up and resting my arms at the top shelf where the bridge ended on the wall. I'm looking into a perfectly smooth rectangular void that extends about a foot in front of me terminating in total blackness. I think this must be the portal that would be opened. I reach to my right and pick up a large red plastic robot toy and try to pass it through the portal. I met a small amount of resistance which felt like matching poles of a magnet repelling one another but it easily pushed through and dropped the toy. I immediately hear what sounded to me like the music of a super Nintendo game. I yell to someone to my right. Did it go through did it work? no one answered. I look back into the void and still hear the music and felt a pop. I back away from the void and I'm now looking at a small old tube TV with dials to change between channels and uhf and vhf. I look around and its sitting on a shelf of a bookcase filled with books like my Dad's study when I was a kid. I look around and it IS my dads study pristine and tidy just like it was back when I was a child. Did I just time travel?? I look around and there is an old inkjet HP printer that I recognize but hadn't seen since the mid 90s. I look at my hands and they begin to shrink and expand in different places, if anyone has taken mushrooms they know what I'm talking about. I run to the bathroom across the hall and notice I can barely see the top of my head in the mirror! I stand on a foot stool and look in the mirror and don�t see myself. I see a child about 7 years old. I must have lept into the body of this parallel universe me. I look back in the mirror and notice my hair is different I move my fingertips along my scalp spreading my hair and inspecting it. My hair is thick and very curly like a child of mixed race. The child in the mirror sort of looked like me but with olive complection and hazel eyes. I leave the bathroom and walk into the living room at the front of the house. I see my mom and she looks like her younger self, then my dad walks in the front door. I instinctively run up and hug him. I then get a better look at him and he looks like my dad but also mixed race. He was dressed like he just got off work jacket over his arm holding his briefcase. I started to think about how I may have overwritten the consciousness of this kid. I run to my mom and ask her if my name is still M Fisher and she says yes. I start to ask other questions but I my breathing starts to become labored and I'm struggling to breathe between words. I wake up in bed IRL, my head had shifted pressing my chin to my chest blocking my nose and throat like apnea almost.

May 19, 2019, 10:18:26 PM
    [F] I am outside of some building downtown standing underneath scaffolding above the sidewalk. Somehow I know an old high school friend is on his way to meet me. I look to my left and see my HS friend JB cross the street toward me smiling. Recollection gets blurry and next I remember another old HS friend LF standing with JB and I and one other person who I knew but can't recall who. LF has a sort of dejected look on his face. I can't remember what he said but the idea behind it was that him JB and had been tricked somehow. I had the feeling it was deception by JB and LF's friend group for some reason. I can't remember what about but I felt a sort of comradery with them in the deception by whoever it was.

    [F]
    I am in what looks like a large office building that had long collapsed. A large portion of the wall is missing to my left, the opening being filled with opaque bright light from outside. I look to my right and there are random personal belongings of someone like this was a large storage area. I rummage around excitedly finding different items that are worth a lot of money. I can't remember what they were now though. The last item I remember seeing is a sort of pin maybe, with the initials of my employer RMB. I suddenly have a feeling of guilt that I'm stealing from him and that he will find out that I had been rummaging through his belongings. I thought I would definitely lose my job even if I didn't walk out with anything because somehow he has already found out.

    [F]
    I am watching a popular lets player from youtube. I can't remember what lead up to this point. I see him in a large room in front of his TV. He stands up and walks away and I suddenly have remote control of his computer/gaming console. I start browsing through different titles without a specific game in mind. He takes back control and selects a video game of pool. I start to move the cue ball around the table and as I do it bumps into and moves the other balls on the table. I think to myself this is poor game design if I can't lift the ball off the table. The cue ball should clip through the others, not move them as to mess up the position of the other balls. I line up a shot with the cue ball as if the opponent had scratched. I aim for on ball that is diagonal from another and try to cut both into the top right corner pocket. I fail and both meander to random positions on the table.

May 21, 2019, 10:18:26 PM
    [F] I am in a large banquet hall in what seems to be a large offic building. The windows show a view over a downtown urban cityscape. There are multiple people from my new job GSI along with old friends and their family. Suddenly it starts to hail outside. Noone pays any attention to it and continue mingling. The sound of the hail gets louder and eventually starts punching through the cieling. The group of people finally acknowledge the storm and start to scatter for shelter. Multiple large icey blocks of hail are smashing through the cieling. I run out of the main banquet hall toward the core of the building. As I leave the main open hall a large piece of hail lands behind me and I stop to inspect it. The clump of ice is a clump of hexagonal shafts of ice with a rainbow hue shimmering through it as I turn it. I lose recollection but I remember hearing a voice from what seemed to be the storm itself. The loud all encompassing voice stated something like. "You anger us and we attack, you ignore us and we make ourselves known!" I lose all recollection here.

May 22, 2019, 10:18:26 PM
    [F] The setting is what looks like an an industrial site, large bare structures with machinery. It's like what the inside of a massive warehouse would look like but outdoors. I remember something about peeing down some chute that noone ever should and being afraid that I would get in trouble after seeing it dripping. Next I remember talking to an older black man asking him if he "ever goes for a fly" when he's bored. Next I turn away from him and fly away and up very high. I am up very high and realize that I normally would freak out at this height while flying but this doesn't trigger lucidity. I climb to what looks like thousands of feet in the air zooming over a large cityscape. I notice the ground below me is only showing the environment below me within a narrow circle. I think to myself "its like a video game rendering as I fly further along". I decide to try to see how fast I can manage to go as I seem to have a mental block on the speed of flight. Again none of these things trigger lucidity but I am thinking about flying in dreams. I go faster and faster and the environment rendering below me starts to lose sync with my flight becoming stuttery. I lose recollection here.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 June 29, 2019, 12:15:24 PM
I can mostly remember fragments of all of last nights/early morning's dreams.

[F]
I am in a car driving along a highway and my car starts to spontaneously slow down.  I mash on the gas peddle and I hear the car rev up a little but I keep slowing down.  I look down at the pedals and I'm stomping on the gas and the brake for some reason.  I move my foot over and try to press the gas to speed up.  Still nothing, I'm slowly creeping along the road with a line of cars building up behind me.  I look back down at the gas pedal and there is a box under the pedal preventing me from pressing down on the gas.  I move it out of the way and manage to speed back up.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I am riding in a helicopter sitting behind the pilot but not in a chair just on the floor in an open space.  We fly up from a helipad next to a busy street just above the cars and head toward a cliff edge. We are maybe 20 feet off the ground and immediately after passing the edge of the cliff the pilot points the nose of the helicopter down and we nosedive into a canyon.  I feel the usual butterflies in my stomach from free falling, and legs suddenly felt cold and almost numb.  We free fall for a good amount of time while watching the bed of tiny trees get closer and closer.  Just before we get to the trees the pilot rights the helicopter and we fly out along the trough of the canyon.  I comment to the pilot, "I felt that one in my legs" he chuckles and continues to pilot the helicopter.

[F]
I am in a large flat open area indoors and the floor is sand or very fine wood mulch.  I run my hands through it, the top layer of 10 inches or so is black and the lower layer is white.  I pull a few things from underneath the surface I can't remember what.  Next thing I remember is rushing toward the helicopter from the previous fragment.  I had the feeling that I am rushing to escape someone.  I hop in the helicopter accompanied by the same pilot as before and a young asian boy.  The boy and I sit in the open back area of the helicopter without seating.  I had the thought that we should strap in with seat belts but I remembered the last flight I didn't so I should be ok as long as we don't crash.  The pilot flies the helicopter toward another cliff and we do another nose dive, this time I have the thought "This is like those falling dreams" as we free fall.  I don't clue into being in a dream though.
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: Caradon June 29, 2019, 06:29:00 PM
Reading that reminded me of a helicopter flying dream I had last week that I had forgotten all about. Nearly ran into a wall flying past a tall building.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 July 01, 2019, 10:14:35 PM
By now I don't remember much except the very end fragment of a once vivid dream.

[F]
Before a recollection of events happens I do remember talking to my mom telling her about my little sister. "I guess it's a good thing she never really trained"

Next thing I remember I'm at my parents house in the back yard.  There is a young guy mid 20s that I got a bad vibe from.  He looked kinda like Chris D'elia the comedian, but more of a junky.  It made me think of my little sister and the people she used to hang around.  He turns and starts to march towards me as if hes going start a fight.  Without moving I use telekinesis and make him face plant like a felled tree.  He fell forward and flat with enough force to dig him into the ground.  Then my eyes dart up and down slamming him into the ground once more.  He eventually stands up walking closer before I freeze him in place about a foot in front of me.  He is shaking while struggling to move a muscle and I walk closer.  I don't remember saying anything just thinking about making him pass out by pinching his carotid artery in his neck.  I hold my hand out making a pinching gesture with my thumb and forefinger.  He slowly closes his eyes and I sit him down against the house.

Usually in Lucids when using telekinesis I have to concentrate using my hands to gesture to help solidify the action.  In this I remember having that thought but it never triggered lucidity.  Strange.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Caradon July 01, 2019, 10:34:21 PM
I've used my TK abilities in non lucid dreams many times without becoming lucid. Sometimes even thinking that I had figured out how to do it in waking life too, and disappointed when I wake up to find out it was just a dream lol. Got to remember to RC when thinking that...
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 July 02, 2019, 12:28:24 AM
I've used my TK abilities in non lucid dreams many times without becoming lucid. Sometimes even thinking that I had figured out how to do it in waking life too, and disappointed when I wake up to find out it was just a dream lol. Got to remember to RC when thinking that...

I know, I have never gotten down reality checks.  As they take some real commitment, then again the benefit can be some Eureka level shit. :D
: Re: My dream Journal
: Caradon July 02, 2019, 09:33:11 AM
I know, I have never gotten down reality checks.  As they take some real commitment, then again the benefit can be some Eureka level shit. :D

You should... I've had many lucid dreams that I would not have had if I had not reality checked in the dream. A good way to train to do it is to make it a lucid goal to practice the reality check after you are already lucid so you get used to doing it in a dream and are familiar with the results.

Once I started having troubles with the nose pinch. I was doing the nose pinch so excessively while awake that my brain started simulating the waking result of not being able to breath through it. It took me forever to re-train myself to use my watch instead. I had to start looking at my watch in my lucids after becoming lucid. That made a huge difference in my ability to remember to do that RC in a dream.

Now the nose pinch will still work for me, but I only use it in dreams, not while awake. Same with finger through hand.  For some reason I can remember to do the finger through hand in dreams even though I never try pushing my finger through my hand in waking life. I only use the finger through hand as a last resort if I just can't convince myself, unless I'm just playing around with it for fun in my dreams. If you can push your finger through your hand it's difficult to find a logical reason why you can do that in waking life...  Like sometimes you can with other RC's. Even the watch RC it's possible to think that the battery is just going bad and  making the numbers do wonky things. But for the most part I think the watch RC or text RC are probably the best most reliable RC's
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 July 02, 2019, 08:14:38 PM
[F]
I am in some large open banquet hall that looks like it was trashed by a large group of people.  I am looking up at the high ceiling at a constellation of bright lights.  It was similar to the Kabbalah Tree of Life beams of light interconnecting them.  I look up at the top point of light and think "I feel like there is something missing".  As I do I see a faint nebulous light to up and to the left of it.  I think "Ah, the soul snares!" the small lights outside of the interconnected ones start to rotate around them slowly.

I don't remember much except someone next to me referencing a book speaking about a person "Nocturna".  Then seeing a photo of what looked like a female humanoid demon.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Caradon July 03, 2019, 11:11:52 AM
Cool Fragment. The lights must have been amazing to see. I can imagine the beauty of it.  And the demon woman hot at the end... I bet was wicked looking.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Wędajihs July 03, 2019, 04:22:55 PM
Soul snares and demons. A very interesting fragment. Could I ask, what about the humanoid demon made it feminine? I'm just attempting to envision it.
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: Oneironautical1 July 03, 2019, 11:16:44 PM
Soul snares and demons. A very interesting fragment. Could I ask, what about the humanoid demon made it feminine? I'm just attempting to envision it.

She had a quintessential comic book style female figure with defined muscles and equally ideal proportions.  It's hard to remember anything else but she had a very uniform taught light brown skin and midnight blue hair.

Edit: I swear I hadn't noticed your avatar until this but the colors were QUITE similar!
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: Caradon July 04, 2019, 08:57:35 AM
That is a freaky avatar, I like it.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Wędajihs July 04, 2019, 03:01:02 PM
Your demon sounds beautiful. I wonder if you'll encounter her again.

I chose my avatar because of a dream I had. In it I encountered a wendigo like creature, or more like the stag man from the tv show Hannibal. I couldn't tell if it was male or female, which is another reason why I asked how you could tell your demon was female. This wendigo/stagman was bulkier than the tv version, very tall, and lurked around me as if inspecting me. It called to me by the name I chose, Wedajihs. It was the first time a being in a dream called me by that name. It might be because wendigo and wedajihs sound a tiny bit similar (it's pronounced wen-da-jeehs). Or not. I don't know. But it's the reason I chose that avatar, it was the one that most reminded me of the being I encountered in that dream. I never saw it again but wondered if my moose dream from the other night was sort of a play on it.
: Re: My dream Journal
: Caradon July 05, 2019, 02:27:18 PM
That's really awesome how you came up with the Avatar username... I'm glad I know how I'm supposed to pronounce the username now. Thank you... :)


It's off to that work thing for me...
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 July 09, 2019, 11:03:31 PM
This fragment is a day old in my brain by now so I have documented it in the fragments of fragments that I can remember. 

[F] 7-July-2019
A friend of mine JH who died recently is piloting a Red Baron like biplane, that is indeed red, with me seated behind him.  He is piloting the plane over a wide sprawl of suburban buildings very slowly.  The plane is moving so slow there is no way it could stay aloft IRL yet we manage to stay aloft.  I remember feeling a warm contented feeling as we glide above the buildings.

Next I remember the plane we were in is hanging by from a billboard by what looks like a large leather strap.  Standing near the plane looking down I can see a small baseball field, almost like a Highschool level field. 

Another friend of mine ChrisC shows up and wants to fly in the plane as well.  I remember thinking the plane may not be able to handle the weight so I tell ChrisC to sit in the back.  I figured since he is much smaller than JH and I it would help balance out the plane. 

Last I remember JH is still piloting the plane but it is only maybe 10 feet off the ground and moving even slower than before.
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: Caradon July 10, 2019, 12:45:25 PM
That was a nice dream about your friend. I'm very sorry to hear about your loss. I've had a couple of co-workers that I would consider friends even though we never hung out outside of work that died. I dreamed about them quite a bit after I heard about it. Also when my real dad and my grandma died I was always dreaming about them too. I remember a lucid I had after my dad died. (From alcoholism) I saw him in a dream and I did a reality check remembering he shouldn't be there. Sure enough I was dreaming.


One of the co-workers I knew that died, unfortunately was only in his early 20's. He was the kind of person everyone loved to be around super friendly and fun, the life of a party. But sadly, he liked drugs a bit too much and was doing everything he could get his hands on. Even off the shelf cold pills, too many at once... One day apparently he took the wrong combination of things and his heart couldn't take it. 
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: Oneironautical1 July 10, 2019, 08:37:07 PM
One of the co-workers I knew that died, unfortunately was only in his early 20's. He was the kind of person everyone loved to be around super friendly and fun, the life of a party. But sadly, he liked drugs a bit too much and was doing everything he could get his hands on. Even off the shelf cold pills, too many at once... One day apparently he took the wrong combination of things and his heart couldn't take it. 

That sounds all too familiar, a number of people I knew growing up have died similarly.  The superfluous opiates are creating a deluge of addicts and deaths.

Dream fragment from early this morning.

[F]
I’m riding in the back seat of an SUV and my long dead father is driving with my little sister riding shotgun.  We are driving through a neighborhood that looks like the small town in Wisconsin that my dad grew up in.  We round a corner to the left and I see a large open area with dirt roads that are adjacent to a lake.  I look around at the different cabins on the left and right excited that we will get to stay by the lake.  I look through the windshield and see a medium sized Willow tree without the long vine like branches hanging down.  I point to it and tell my dad and sister, “now that is a cool tree!”.  We drive along the dirt road next to the lake with cabins on the left.  My dad says something like “There’s the regret destroyer” and points at a large ATV with a clear plastic canvas covering the cabin instead of cloth.  There was snow sitting on the top of the vehicle but not anywhere on the ground.  My dad parks the car next to some small trees a few of which the branches are encased in webbing made by those “web worm” caterpillars.  I look at the cabin and it along with the area looked like something you would see in an early American settlement in autumn.  We head into the cabin and I lose recollection a bit.  The last thing I remember is being shown my room by my dad.  He said there are two very strong entities that I need to be aware of.  My sister and I step into a small empty room with a low ceiling and wood flooring.  There is some sort of totem to my left that looked like it had a goat or deer head on the top and an arrangement of small beads or seeds on the floor.  My sister and I sit in the far corner to the right, I remember being excited to see these entities or interact with them.  I look at the door that leads out of the room and it starts to slowly close by its self.  I chuckle to myself and gesture with my hand making the door fly back open hitting the wall.  This happens one more time and I think to myself “Really?! That’s all they’ve got? Come on..”.
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: Caradon July 12, 2019, 08:08:36 AM
That was cool. Sounded like a very nice setting. I  liked how you were more than prepared to take no any supernatural  forces.  I like supernatural dreams, even if they get scary. They are pretty wild, and have a certain powerful feeling tone in my dreams.
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: Wędajihs July 13, 2019, 05:29:20 PM
Very cool dream about the entities, location and all. Almost feels familiar. Do you often have supernatural powers in dreams? If so, is there a specialty? I used to like manipulating fire like a firebender from Avatar. Actually, come to think of it, I snatched the sun down from the sky in a very recent dream. Seems I still like playing with fire.
 :voodoodoll:
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: Oneironautical1 July 15, 2019, 10:50:21 PM
Do you often have supernatural powers in dreams? If so, is there a specialty?

Actually yes, it's usually Telekinesis but it varies.  I attribute it to my anime and video game love.  I actually remember a dream fragment from the night before last that I asked a dream character "are there any sports for TK users?" :D

[L/F]
I'm looking through a wall of windows at a patio pool consumed by a raging thunder storm.  The people around the patio are scrambling to find shelter as the wind and rain bare down.  Inside where I am, everything is calm and bright.  I look to my left and see shallow wading pool.  It reminds me of a lucid I had years ago and how realistic the water felt and tasted.  This makes me realize I'm dreaming and I could see if I could recreate that level of immersion.

I quickly step into the pool and feeling the cool water envelope my feet and legs.  As I did I felt a spritz of pool water go up my nose with a slight burn and a lingering smell of chlorine. My recollection becomes fuzzy now.  Last I remember I was trying to entice an attractive woman from across the pool by fingering her using TK.

[F]
There is some sort of outdoor festival being coordinated and constructed.  Like Burning Man but in midwest pine meadows rather than a desert.  We gathered as a large group and constructed a grey stone building with simple walls roof and pillars.  I remember it was to be the home/portal for the "Emperor" to inhabit and dictate from.  After it was built everyone in our group were given tasks to prepare the area for the festivities.  I was tasked with inflating 6 balloons that would be decorations.  The balloons were to take the shape of different mythical animals like a griffon or a demonic ghost.  When trying to inflate them they either popped or would only form a normal bulbous balloon and not the intricate 3d shape.  I wondered around the strange fair ground asking different people about it.  I was finally able to inflate a couple but not all 6. 
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: Wędajihs July 16, 2019, 10:08:32 PM
Congrats on the lucidity. Also, which emperor were you talking about? A real one or a fictional one or just some random figment of the dreamworld?
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: Oneironautical1 July 17, 2019, 06:54:25 PM
Congrats on the lucidity. Also, which emperor were you talking about? A real one or a fictional one or just some random figment of the dreamworld?

It was some entity that was considered the ruler of said land.  One thing I do remember but couldn't quite describe within the narrative was that this "Emperor" was composed of rock.  It was a Golem like creature, very tall and composed of right angled blocks of granite, or some other sparkling grey stone.
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: Oneironautical1 July 27, 2019, 10:39:18 PM
Last night I had quite a few vivid dreams but by this time I am a bit forgetful.

[F]
I'm at my parents house perched in a tree that I used to climb next to my bedroom.  I can see the splintered rot descending into each nodule of a missing limbs.  I remember from previously in the string of dreams charging my body with energy and channeling it into the living things around me.  I grab the tree on my left and right from my squatted perch.  I charge my body and feel it flow into the tree.  I watch as the gnarled limb holes glow orange like the end of a cigarette, getting brighter and brighter.

This energy charging of my body is something that I actually do in waking life.  I have always done it even as a young kid.  Nothing magical happens and I don't channel it into other things or whatever.  It's a weird tingly feeling that starts basically behind my bladder that grows stronger and works its way up my back and throughout my body.  If I increase the intensity my whole body starts to shiver, even after I stop and relax I feel like I have pins and needles all over my body.  I have heard about different stuff referencing charging chakras and kundalini meditation.  I know it sounds down right silly and I can't help but think there is some scientific explanation to it.  I might actually just say fuck it and ask a physician or something.
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: Oneironautical1 July 31, 2019, 12:10:01 AM
[F]
I begin recollection with the objective of meeting someone named "Miss Maeve".  I had the feeling I was supposed to meet her somewhere and I was just about to miss her.  I am at the entrance to a large performance hall and to my left I can see a large auditorium with rows of standard seating in the center and tables along the walls.  I am looking into the huge hall while I'm about to ask an usher if he knew where Miss Maeve was.  The second I open my mouth to speak I look to my right and see a woman standing next to me winking with her finger over her mouth in the "Be Quiet" gesture.  She looked like my ex D, but she a look in her eye that I had never seen in waking life.  I lose recollection until her and I are walking down the aisle on the right of the hall between the tables and rows of central seating.  She points out our seats and I bend over to pick her up and carry her over the seated audience to our seats.  As I do I remember her saying "don't drop me" with a cheeky grin.  I remember her doing this in waking life and this almost makes a reality check happen.  We make it to our seats and I slowly let her down with care as if she weighed nothing.  She looked around at other people with an awkward smile as if she was disappointed that I didn't drop her.

[F]
I only remember looking out from an apartment balcony that was maybe 6 floors up.  The balcony and building were plumb against a cliff that overlooked an empty lake or reservior.  As I stare at the barren lake bed, I simultaneously see and hear a meteorologist talking about how a very intense storm is about to hit the area.  I can see in my mind a weather radar image of a giant red storm cloud sweeping across the city.  The rain and wind slowly build as hail begins to fall, it all exponentially intensifies until I lose recollection.
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: Oneironautical1 August 05, 2019, 09:17:10 PM
[F]
I'm outside on a bright summer day in what looks like a city park with shade trees dotting the open grassy hills.  I can't remember the narrative really just that my boss would be coming back to town.  Next I am flying up over the park area as my boss's plane approaches and lands near a large building.  I actually think to myself "I normally can't fly this high." but this doesn't trigger a reality check.  When I look down I can see the tops of trees slowly passing as I climb higher to a around 100 feet. I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm sitting in a large open hallway like one at my college with windows looking out to an open enclosed patio.  I feel like I have to shit and for some reason just push one out...  I realize I had just shit my pants and quickly move the lumps of shit into a plastic bag next to me.  A new co-worker of mine J passes by and I play it cool until he is out of site and throw the shit bag in a trashcan.  I think I actually had a fart IRL and this was my mind explaining that feeling lol.
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: Oneironautical1 August 17, 2019, 09:36:27 PM
[F]
I'm looking down a short set of stairs that I can see into a college's library or lab of some kind.  I can see a man sitting at a table working on some paperwork on his desk.  He leans back and is talking to someone across the room that I can't see.  I notice its an old friend that I had a falling out with years back.  IRL he has refused to respond the few times I have reached out.  Seeing him I think, "Oh wow, maybe I'll get a chance to talk to him and patch things up."

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: Oneironautical1 August 20, 2019, 09:10:24 PM
[F]
I begin recollection looking at an attractive blonde woman talking to me.  She is walking around as she spoke doing something, I watch without retaining anything she is saying.  She stops and locks onto me asking if I was listening to her.  I tell her I was listening but I was preoccupied with her accent and that I've never heard anyone speak with that accent.  I think to myself that I never really heard an accent.  Instantly a sort of deja vu retcon of my memory happens where I imagine having heard it.  My recall becomes blurry but I remember cuddling up next to her and my face comes closer to hers.  I can see her lips, angular and defined.  I coyly nuzzle closer negotiating a small kiss which instantly cascades into increasingly more passionate ones.  I wake up... I can still remember the feeling of her kiss, floods of firm advance with ebbs of yielding softness.

[F]
I am with the same woman from the previous fragment.  We are walking down what looks like a street in my old neighborhood around my parents house near the lake.  The houses to our right all have blooming cherry trees in the front yard with the pink pedals carpeting the lawn.  I remember describing them to the woman as "Sekiro" blossoms not "Sakura" blossoms.  As we walk along I see an old woman standing in her front yard.  I walk ahead of my companion to speak with her about something.  I don't remember what we spoke of, only that she said there was more to see in the back yard.  It felt like a sort of special invite for us to see her backyard's display of plants and landscaping.  My recollection gets very hazy now.  Last I remember I am walking to rejoin the blonde woman when I look down and to my left.  There I see a strange arrangement of the pink cherry blossom pedals on a dark blue wood plane.  Each pedal was evenly spaced about half an inch apart, some are pedal shaped while others have intricate holes and patterns like butterfly wings.
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: Wędajihs August 22, 2019, 02:03:02 PM
Your last couple of dreams have a mystical feel about them. Have you thought deeper on them?
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: Oneironautical1 August 24, 2019, 12:08:28 AM
Your last couple of dreams have a mystical feel about them. Have you thought deeper on them?

Not particularly, the last one about the woman and the cherry blossoms was intense.  One of those times where I felt like I loved and lost a real relationship in a single night.

[D]
The first thing I recall is speaking to a woman in a suit holding a clipboard.  We are standing near the street of my parents house and she asks if I had any questions or comments.  I tell her, "No, however my mother is the homeowner and she may have some concerns".  She nods and we both walk back toward my parents garage through the car garage door.  My mom is in the garage and walks us through the door in the back into the backyard.

I don't remember what my mom was telling this woman but she points out a flowing puddle of water.  The stream starts at the end of the patio and curves around the back of the house past the living room toward my old bedroom.  We all stop at a large puddle of water spanning half the width of the house behind the living room chimney.  My mom is talking to this survey woman while I am inspecting the puddle.  I squat down on a tree root looking into the puddle and see small aquatic life darting around.  I see miniaturized versions of all kinds of fish and other aquatic life, none of which are to scale with one another.  There were tiny centimeter long frogs swimming next to centimeter long sting rays swimming around in the puddle.

I hear my mom say something about fracking and how it could be causing the flooding.  I think to myself "Well if it were fracking the water wouldn't be so full of life, it would be too full of chemicals."  I'm still squatting near the puddle when I look up and see a wide stream of water trickling from the center of the back yard where a large tree used to be.  The circle of iris plants that used to encircle the now absent tree surround a cement cylinder a few feet in height.  It looks like a sewer entrance that is leaking clear water down toward the house.  I point it out to my mom and the woman while walking over to inspect it.  I can't remember how we came to the conclusion but we assumed the leak was a pressure buildup that would be fixed by relieving said pressure.  I slam my fist down on a lever attached to the cylinder in a dap handshake motion.  The metal lid of the cylinder shoots off into the sky along with a expulsion of mist and air pressure.  It spews for a second or two until the lid falls back perfectly in place closing the cylinder.  It seems to have relieved the pressure stopping the leak and flooding.  I lose recollection here.
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: Oneironautical1 August 25, 2019, 07:59:46 PM
[F]
I only remember being in a large open area indoors like a casino or university cafeteria with tables and chairs.  I see a man holding an assault rifle with long dark wavy hair just past his shoulders, he looked Spanish or Italian.  He walked slowly through the crowded area methodically shooting one person after another.  I fall to the floor and get under a table and lock eyes with him.  My mind is racing thinking "No no no, please no!".  I don't remember being shot.

[F]
Someone is asking me how fast I can fly.  I respond "I dunno 80 - 90 mph."  I remember showing them a few tricks while flying over a lake next to a city at night.  I flew straight up, then went into a free fall stopping inches from the surface of the lake.  Then some flights just above the water doing loops and instant sharp angle turns.
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: Oneironautical1 August 31, 2019, 11:36:09 PM
[D]
I feel like I am about to shit my pants.  I'm at my parents house and run to the main restroom in the hallway.  I look at the toilet and the bowl part of a toilet is sitting flush with the floor missing the raised column.  I think there is no way that is will work and run to the restroom in my parents bedroom.  I burst in and my dad is taking a shit.  I lift my dad to his feet moving him off the toilet and as he does he shits on the floor.  I don't care and quickly sit down and unload, as I do I pick up my dads poo log off the floor, lean to the side and toss it in the toilet.  I wipe my hands with toilet paper without concern as this was the worst shit emergency I've ever had. 

I wake up in bed and my guts are in a knot.  I feel like I have gas trapped in my guts with a sharp pain behind my belly button.  I get up IRL and take a massive shit with minimal gas, it just kept coming...

My guess is I may have upped my fiber supplement drink to much. xD
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: Oneironautical1 September 06, 2019, 11:25:52 PM
[F]
My friend JM is with me inside what looks like a large arcade we are playing a video game projected on a screen in front of us.  We are holding assault rifles and shooting these black humanoid figures as then slowly advanced toward us.  The black figures were too numerous to eliminate and as they reached the plane of the screen they crawled out of it into the room with us.  They slowly advanced as we tried to shoot them down but the light gun for the game wasn't working.  I thought "If I concentrate hard enough I can make the bullets real!".  This should have been a reality check but it wasn't I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm trying to unlock a bicycle U-lock on a bike outside of a gas station.  I pull on the locking cylinder under the U bent bar and it pulls right off.  As it comes off, rusted and degraded parts fall out of it as if the inside parts were eroded by acid or something.
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: Oneironautical1 September 08, 2019, 11:10:55 AM
[F]
There is some sort of cyst on the side of my elbow.  I feel it with my fingers and press and the fluid inside gathers near the surface and bursts through.  I press and squeeze as a yellow grayish puss oozes out in a tubular pile on my elbow.  Eventually the fluid stops coming out and I pull my elbow skin tight and look into the hole.  I could see through a inch deep tube into the cyst cavity in my elbow.

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: Oneironautical1 September 09, 2019, 09:13:27 PM
[D]
I'm sitting in a seat inside a plane cabin, I feel the plan pitch and dip.  I assume its just turbulence and look out the window.  My view shifts to seeing the plane from the outside as it passes a tree brushing it with a wing as it turn away from it.  I watch the plane turn toward a set of high rise buildings and it levels out and speeds up as it passes between the two buildings.  Both wings strike the building and break off like tissue paper.  I'm struck with a bolt of fear as my view switches from outside the plane to me sitting in the cabin.  Time slows as I see the cabin splits in front of me falling forward.  I can see out from the fragmented cabin as we tumble toward a parking garage frantically thinking "NO NO NO NO!" to my certain death.  I remember everything going black but not being frightened awake as it all happened so slow.

[F]
I'm walking outside downtown with a group of people talking to a woman.  I decide to just float along standing upright a few inches off the sidewalk instead of walking.  The woman remarks how that must be much more relaxing and easy than trudging though the city.  I remember feeling my feet dangle to and fro as I changed direction or sped up.
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: Oneironautical1 September 13, 2019, 01:04:53 AM
[F]
I'm driving down a dirt road while looking out the passenger side window at a neighborhood of large houses.  They were definitely expensive houses, all very close together but large and on different levels of ground as the entire area was erratically hilly.  As I'm driving along looking out the window I feel the car list off the road to the passenger side.  I open the driver side door and slip out of the car as it falls off a cliff to the passenger side.  As if falls I have an intense dread of having to deal with wrecking my car.  I think to myself "NO! I can't and won't let this be true." and concentrate on turning back time.  The car flew back upward and I slip back into the driver's seat as the previous scene unfolds in reverse.  I lose recollection here.

[F]
I'm inside a large lavish house.  I remember knowing it was my brother in laws house.  I had been house sitting and decided to  sneak into a room that was the only one off limits.  I had to sneak in through a hidden door or vent of some kind.  I peek into the room I see an old TV and it looks like a rich older guys "Man Cave".  A second after peeking into the room I see someone enter through a door dressed in a white security guard shirt.  He smirks as he tells me "You know you weren't supposed to come in here.  Lets go.."  I felt guilty and nervous that I was in deep shit for something quite benign yet entirely my own fault.
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: Oneironautical1 September 13, 2019, 09:29:03 PM
[F]
I'm laying in bed resting slightly upright looking toward the foot end.  A thin black guy is laying close in the same position leaning against my chest.  I remember seeing his thin fingers fidgeting and moving in front of me.  I wonder why I'm cuddling with some dude I don't know and have a flash of discomfort about it since "I'm not gay".  I think about how it shouldn't really matter just to lay down and cuddle with someone you enjoy the company of.  This guy actually resembled a good friend from elementary and middle school who was the stereotypical effeminate boy who always hung with the girls.
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: Oneironautical1 September 16, 2019, 08:02:50 PM
[D]
I am looking off of a large featureless rock cliff at a flat open basin of rock, almost like a level of an abandoned rock quarry.  I can see the reflection of the overcast sky below as the lower level was filled with about a foot of clear clean water.  Below the water is a simple geometric pattern spanning the entire floor below composed of wide swathes of small brown tiles.  The pattern had multiple concentric circles getting smaller to the definitive center.  At the center was a fountainhead of some kind, I couldn't see much detail but water was flowing from it.  I lose recollection here.

I regain recollection now standing at the bottom of the same cliff from earlier with my palm on the smooth cliff wall.  I open my mouth and feel a sort of regurgitation while a mercuric shining blob floats out and makes a shining puddle on the wall.  In my other free hand I have a carved stone artifact that I push into the puddle slowly passing it through the portal.  I think, "I only have enough power left to send this back I'll have to stay behind.."
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: Oneironautical1 September 19, 2019, 09:16:23 PM
[F]
I am looking through a window into my parent's back yard.  I can see a Mimosa tree in the center of the yard where it had been when I was a child.  The tree is in wonderful condition encircled by tall iris plants.  My view zooms in on the thin gnarled tree trunk and it starts to glow pinkish orange.  I think about how that tree has been long gone and the color change all make me realize I'm dreaming

[L]
My view immediately changes to first person standing in the middle of the backyard at my parents house.  I think, "fly as high as you possibly can".  Immediately I rocket up in the air without any effort almost like the environment was moving around me.  I pass the tops of the tree and try to look around the neighborhood.  I can't see anything past my parent's front yard, its all just an opaque light grey mist.  I realize I usually get a little freaked out and wake up in these situations.  I relax and stay calm as my parents house gets smaller and smaller below me until all I can see is the opaque light grey.  I remain calm and try to "fly" back down.  I see my parents backyard materialize from a dot as I "zoomed in" to the environment.  It was just like when they "load" an environment in the Matrix movies.

I decide to find an area with people to find a woman for some lucid sex.  I fly over the house and can see the neighborhood now and head toward the highway.  A woman passes on a bicycle but I couldn't catch up with her for some reason.  I cross the highway to the few stores.  An attractive woman passes and I fly up behind her wrapping an arm over her shoulder and kissing her neck.  She stops closes her eyes and smiles.  I put my hand down her shirt as she leans against a car and we dry hump and make out.  I wake up in bed...
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: Oneironautical1 September 25, 2019, 09:03:15 PM
[F]
I'm at work and I get a notice that the entire network is down and noone has connectivity throughout the office.  I walk down the hall to ask my coworker what might be going on.  I see people gathered at the end of the hall and feel a strange tremor and have to catch myself to not fall.  I hear one of my coworkers mention aliens and someone else says something like "They're actually here".  I think these aliens must be appearing all over the globe and have shut down communications somehow.  While thinking this I see what looks like the outlines of portions of a humanoid figures features.  Its like they don't really have a physical form but presented something for us to interact with.  Suddenly my vision goes blurry and washed out with light as time slows and everything freezes for a few seconds then returns to normal.  I felt like the being had sort of fused with my consciousness to evaluate my thoughts and intentions.

[D]
It's a dark night outside and I am at what looks like an abandoned old gas station in the outskirts of a suburb.  For some reason I think to light the gas station on fire to make the whole place explode.  I snap my fingers and the few pump stations in front of me burst into flames.  I fly backwards around 100 feet or so watching the pumps burn and to avoid the explosion.  I think I need to get a bit further and fly backwards further to about 100 yards away.  I watch and see a split second flash light but the pumps are still burning by themselves in the dark night.  I think this must have been the initial ignition of the explosion and that it is unfolding in slow motion. 

Slowly I see a fireball grow from near the pumps as the small convenience store building to the right slowly blows apart.  I watch the stores windows blow out then the walls and roof slowly move radially from the explosion.  Everything near the gas station is being thrown from the fireball in slow motion.  Suddenly, time speeds up to real time for a split second as debris flies past me to the right and left.  I can still see parts of buildings and cars to my left and right slowly tumbling past me.  I turn around to see two cars smashed and overturned.

I decide to try to reverse the explosion and put everything back.  I face the now exploded gas station and open my arms wide to my sides with my hands open.  I slowly move my hands together in a outstretched clapping motion and watch pieces of cars and buildings move back toward the gas station.  I can see the wrecked cars come from behind me rolling through the air and landing back against the curb in front of the gas station.  When my hands finally meet everything is back the way it was at the gas station except the convenience store building.  I try concentrating harder to make it reform but it never does.
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: Caradon November 11, 2019, 08:03:20 PM
bump
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: Oneironautical1 November 30, 2019, 09:41:09 PM
bump

I see you pushed the BS to the back.  Thanks!

[F]
Its hard to remember the whole plot but I remember I'm with another man and we are tasked with killing multiple people.  One of them was a train engineer at the head of a large cargo train.  I somehow managed to get into the cab on the front engine car and shot him dead with one shot to the chest.  The other man I was with took off away from the train and I remember thinking. "What about the other engineer in the rear engine car?!".  Later, the other man I was with found a mark and the person knew what was up and had started running.  My partner shot him in the back and we took off on foot again in search of our next target.

[D]
I'm carrying a baby Gorilla in my arms cradling it like a human child.  I'm outside in a large open square with large trees lining a open circular portion.  I look at on of the trees rooted in the raised curved border, its a gigantic Magnolia tree.  This tree looks a bit odd though, it has leaves like a Magnolia but is comprised of many gnarled trunks like Mangroves.  As I'm looking at the tree I hear a rumble and the tree starts to violently shake.  The thought comes to mind that the tree is going to uproot itself and go rampaging like an angry Ent.  Without hesitating I held the baby ape tight as I ran to my left away from the Ent toward a small series of shops lining the bottom of a long 2-3 story building.  I look up to the roof and think it might be high enough to escape the angry tree giant if I could only get up there.  I imagine all the times I do similar things in dreams and try to pull myself up to the top of the building.  It's different than when I fly as it feels I'm anchored to the destination rather than freely flying.  Ape still in my arms we shoot up and to the left nearly missing the top of the building.  I concentrate harder and we fly up much higher than the top of the building and I can look down and see the top of the roof.  I try to remain calm and lower myself to the rooftop but manage to lower us just below it.  I reach up and feel a thin wire that is lining the edge of the rooftop.  I grab the wire while thinking it may not hold our weight but I manage to pull myself onto the rooftop.  My recollection gets fuzzy but I remember looking down seeing a pile of dead bodies in front of the building.  To the left about 50 feet is the tree laying on its side, I assumed it had been slain.  As for the baby Gorilla I remember suddenly seeing it on the ground with the dead people.  It was dead and flattened like roadkill...
: Re: My dream Journal
: Caradon December 01, 2019, 05:45:41 AM
I see you pushed the BS to the back.  Thanks!

Welcome back Oneironautical!

Yeah I was doing that. You're welcome. But even better, The Littlest Leaf Dragon gave me the ability to remove the spam and ban the spammers so I've been cleaning house. If you happen to notice anything I've missed let me know... 

That tree dream was pretty awesome. I can just visualize that giant tree going on a rampage like that. That must have been quite a sight to see. Sounded like you were near to lucidity as well...
: Re: My dream Journal
: Oneironautical1 December 09, 2019, 01:54:15 AM
There was a lot more to the plot of this dream that I can't remember and it's become a fragmented now but this is what I remember.
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I'm outside walking down a narrow European street on a sunny day.  I have a strange feeling of dread that someone or something is hunting me.  In my hand I'm holding a folding pocket knife similar to one I own.  Its small and oval shaped with about a 2 1/2 inch blade.  Looking down at the knife in my hand I suddenly see a flash of a mans face and the knife opens by itself and a wave of fear washes over me.  I continue down the street glancing at the knife as it pops halfway open before I snap it shut.  It feels as if some entity is controlling the knife and wanting me to cut myself with it.  At the end of the street is a large open reflecting pool or fountain.  Still struggling with the sinister knife I toss it into the pool overwhelmed with a sense of dread about something trying to make me hurt myself.

As I turn away from the fountain I feel the evil presence of whatever was possessing that knife.  In a panic I quickly walk down the street away from the pool.  I don't know where this other information came from but I knew the entity had dispatched a pack of dogs to hunt me down and kill me.  I turn onto a residential street lined with houses an find the first large tree I could find and climb as high as I can.  A couple houses down is an older man and woman leaving their house.  The man gets into their car but the woman notices me and locks eyes with me.  The light skinned black woman mouths the words to me "Are you ok?" with a concerned look.  My eyes wide with fear I shake my head no.  She walks over and gestures for me to come out of the tree and I climb down.  We meet on on the sidewalk next to the street and she asks.  "Is someone trying to get you to hurt yourself and you don't want to?"  I quietly nod yes and she reaches into her purse and pulls out a scalpel.

She looks at my face up and down examining something then says "It's only in your nasal cavity".  She reaches forward opening my mouth with her fingers then looks into my mouth as she plunges the scalpel into the rear of my upper pallet.  I immediately feel a strange pressure release throughout my skull as a sort of ectoplasm pours out of the incision.  I feel it fill my mouth as it streams out in a amorphous column of white and gold. I feel the anxiety and fear melt away.

I found the attached image that matches the ending perfectly.

(http://www.cabinetmagazine.org/issues/12/cabinet_012_warner_marina_004.jpg)
: Re: My dream Journal
: Caradon December 09, 2019, 08:58:36 PM
Wow weird eerie dream, cool.