Date of dream: Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I am walking along the shore of a lake. There are many people around, but it's not too crowded. I notice a young man, he's probably a teen, and a bit over weight tossing things into the lake right at the shore, so the things are still visible, and it seems he's doing this so the items are spaced out about evenly. I finally see that they're batteries, I think c or d size, and then a few random metal things that I can not identify. At some point I see that the places he's dropped them into the water is an outline of the state of Texas. I wonder why he's doing this. I also see some other person also putting things into the lake, and they're also making the shape of something, but either I didn't see it, or I just don't remember anymore what it was.
I contiue walking and at the middle of the lake I see a flock of blue shapes. They're birds, and I am really amazed by how brightly they are colored, so I stop and look at them flying over the water. I want so badly that they come my way so I can get a better look at them, and I get my wish, one bird does come my way and it even lands on my hand when I hold it out. I am so surprised that it doesn't instantly fly away, but instead it looks back at me, right in my eyes, totally unafraid. The look of the bird was strange, like looking at one of those linticular cards that changes when you tilt it, but when you're looking straight at one, you can sort of see all of the different pictures at once, so this bird had images of itself in different positions super imposed over itself many times, giving it a blurry vibrating look. Eventually the bird flew away.
There was something else in the same dream involving a hotel. I seem to be living there, upstairs. Down stairs there is a shop where you can buy food, and small gifts. Nearly all the gifts were different kinds of semi precious gems.
Date of dream: Monday, November 03, 2008
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I am not sure if I had one really long dream or if it was a lot of little ones, but I changed my shape very many times during the entire dream or dreams. I think the earliest one I dreamt I was a flying robot, like a transformer (I think I had this dream because I was watching the Simpsons, and they had a paradody of the Transformer's movie on it). In that part of the dream I am flying in the air and I am fighting another robot. It was fairly violent and not funny at all. I remember feeling scared but I can't remember anything else. I think in the same dream I turn into an airplane. I think this is a lot of fun, and I am trying to do tricks in the air, but I am scared to go upside down in loops, but I am okay flying in a sort of horizontal corkscrew, where I would be upside down, but for a lot shorter time. I try the verticle loops, but each time I turn up in the air, I get scared to finish, and level out again. I get a little confused because I think I should be seeing the ground like a pilot would inside the air plane, and not the plane itself. It was pretty peculiar, but it would not be the first time I have had dreams where I become an non-living object.
In another part of the dream or dreams I feel like I am being pursued, and although I don't feel that this person who is chasing me is really a threat, I just want to be left alone, and keep away as best as I can. I remember becoming a tiny bird and flying through someone's porch, and when I get clear of that, and I am out in the open, I find a huge puddle of mud, and I descend to the mud and turn into a hippo, and sink deep into the cool silky mud. I think it feels wonderful, and I stamp through it and think about relaxing here, but I can't because that pursuer is not far behind, and I worry that they might be able to recognize me somehow, even though I have taken a totally different shape. I think I have taken other shapes but I can't remember them.
Additional Comments:
It was all pretty kooky and strange, but it was sort of a fun dream, too.
Date of dream: Saturday, December 01, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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I can't recall some of the background of the dream. What I do remember was trying to return home (in
the dream home in no way resembles my real current home). I mean to get there while riding on the
back of a bizarre animal that is very like a huge hairy bird. Of these huge birds there are two
variations. The kind I am riding on has a black body and a gold head. The other variety also have
black bodies but their heads are red, and sometimes the red ones looked like they had furry cannons
for bodies. When they looked like cannons they still had funny hocked legs and ran around with their
long hairy feathers fluttering out from behind them. I even remember seeing a long pointed tongue
slithering out of one of the cannon's "mouths" when in that weird form.
I have gotten sort of lost, and my bird, which is also sometimes very like a car, has something the
matter with it and needs help to fly. I encounter one of the red cannon birds and ask for its
assistance. It takes some catching up, the red cannon bird seems to be a bit frightened, until we
back it up against a wall where I can get its attention long enough to make my request. I get the
impression the creature is confused. I know why.
In the dream I am aware that myself and the gold bird are ordinarily enemies of the red cannon bird
creatures, however it was the case that I and the gold bird had been sheltered all our lives from
this implied war all along, so as far as we were concerned our feelings concerning the cannon birds
was neutral. I knew the confused cannon bird was confused because it was not used to being
approached. The cannon birds were extremely dangerous, but I mean to make a point of playing as if I
don't know any better. I don't know why I did this (contemplating this after the fact). However,
although the cannon birds don't talk, it manages to communicate to me that it will help me get
un-lost and help us get into the air. At this point my gold bird is a large gold-headed bird.
At some point we are up high. I think on top of a very tall building, and I hold on to the tail of a
cannon bird, when it's in its regular bird form now, and I remember remarking that I am little
nervous about being dragged off the building. I look down at the city below, and I can see very far.
I am not as terrified as I thought I would be. When we're up in the air, I think the gold bird was
able to fly on its own, but we still needed the cannon bird's help with getting us back home.
I mention to the cannon bird, who was leading us, that we had received help from a "whip hawk"
earlier. I no longer mentally recall that (after the fact) but in the dream I had remembered this,
and I mentioned it deliberately to make sure the cannon bird was aware of our association with
these other creatures. The cannon bird moved its head back and forth. I take this as unconscious
body language that means anxiety. I am still playing as if I have no idea the cannon birds are
deadly enemies, and I am pretty sure the cannon bird has been fooled into thinking I don't know
that, and that somehow I am just totally naive. I happen to know that the "whip hawks" were
perceived by the red cannon birds as a great threat. I wanted to make sure the cannon birds didn't
try anything funny, or they might have to answer to an even more dangerous "whip hawk". At least
this was my intention. I can't remember anything else.
Additional Comments:
I can't relate this dream to anything, but I think it must be important in some way. I think it's
too complicated to just be a lot of nonsense, though, the cannon birds must be symbolic of
something. I can only think that they stand for some sort of air plane with guns. Whatever a whip
hawk is anyone's guess. I don't remember seeing one, or what they were like. They might not have
been a kind of bird.
