Date of dream: Sunday, August 19, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
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I am outside by a lake. Near by there is a parking lot full of cars. Somewhere else near by here
there is a park with grass, soft rolling hills, pavilions for pick nicks and other usual park stuff.
It's meant to be a nice place for families to come to, go boating, fishing or just hanging out outdoors.
I am walking around the lake. I remember touching my face and feeling hair there. I don't seem to
think there is anything odd about that. At some point I need to use a rest room and go inside. I
look into a mirror and see that I have a beard and side burns. I keep staring at my face in the
mirror, not sure what it is that seems to be wrong. I know something is amiss here. Then it hits me
all at once, and I am embarrassed and angry. I think to myself "why hasn't anyone told me I need to
shave?!" For some reason I seem to have a razor blade with me and then furriously begin to shave off
the side burns and the beard. I am trying to make sure i get every bit of hair. The bit just under
chin seem to resist being shaved off the most, but finally it comes off. I think to myself what
other people must have thought about me, and maybe they were too embarrassed to mention my nearly
full beard, and that's why they hadn't said anything. So my face is finally nice and clean shaven. I
feel a lot better, but then I think of my brother. (IN my dream he is here at the park with me,
when he acutally lives in Atlanta Georgia right now and I rarely see him anymore) I want to show him
my nice clean face. When I find him he says he's glas I shaved off my beard. I am still really
annoyed that he hadn't mentioned it to me, even though I felt I couldn't really blame him. How would
you tell your sister she needs to shave off her beard. Who has to say that anyway? It certainly
can't be very common.
I then return to the lake. I see someone has thrown one of those soft foam rubber boomarangs into
the water. It's floating there. I step into the water and for some reason I barely sink into it. I
can sort of walk on top of it without hardly getting wet. I walk over to the foam rubber boomarang,
and pick it up with my toes and toss it out onto the shore. I figure who ever owned it will be
gratefull they got it back. Anyone else would have gotten wet to try to fetch it. The boomarang was
blue, and wasn't just the standard cresent-shaped variety. It was sort of like a four pointed star.
I walk around in the lake thinking to myself how peculiar that is. I didn't see anyone looking at me
walking on the water, for which I was gratefull. I didn't want anyone thinking I was the next Jesus
or something.
Additional Comments:
I've had a few dreams before where I am looking in a mirror only to see that I have grown a beard,
and I am pretty upset about it. I really can't guess what it could mean.
Date of dream: Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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I am tired and don't feel like writing anything, so these are just the barest notes for now until I
am feeling better.
looking through and selecting metal weapons, J-shaped bladed axe, knife and a sword.
Accidentally cut into the arm of my grey wool coat, nothing serious, just a little scratch
surprised the sword is that sharp
Little brother by the water
seems like a skipping record event
each time I try something new
nothing works
he's still kidnapped
"simon?"
Additional Comments:
In this dream I was someone else, and had no awareness of a dream. The culture and setting of the
dream are wholly unfamiliar. It doesn't seem to match up to any time or country that I am aware of,
so I am not sure what to make of it. My best guess is this is an alternate universe. The weapons do
not look familiar, the clothing was unfamiliar.
Date of dream: Saturday, June 10, 2006
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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This was an early dream. I was trying to build something. I used metal mostly to create somesort of
machine. It was supposed to be a metal detector that floats up in the air. It's porpose is unclear
to me now, but what I remember is that I imagined it taking in a sort of topography of the metals in
the earth, and making a picture of it so that the metals can be retrieved later. My contraption was
made up of two parts, and when it was almost done it looked like one very large peice of metal that
was rectangular and flat, imagine a picture frame on the floor, made of metal, and then there was a
smaller "brother" piece that would be below it when it was up in the air. I remember refering to the
two parts as little brother and big brother. I was not finnished with the contraption, I still
needed the part that was going to make the whole thing float in the air, but I didn't know how to do
that, but I knew where to find the information. There were two books that were hidden in a tool shed
that I knew about, but I wasn't supposed to know about them. In the dream the books belonged to my
father (in real life there are no such books). I go into the tool shed and find the book hidden
under a false floor. They contained "forbidden" knowledge. I knew the secret to making my
contraption float would be in there, though I was still sure it would be difficult to contruct
anyway, but at least it would be there. So, I get the books, one is small and one is big (notice the
big brother little brother theme again in the books). I need something from both books to figure
out how to make this thing work. I don't actually remember building the thing, but I finaly got it
to work, the metal floated in the air and moved via radio control, it made a weird sound as it
floated very slow and diliberately through the air. I don't remember anything else about the dream.
Additional Comments:
This is a very peculiar dream, and I can't really guess what it means. I have no enginering skills
to speak of. The theme of big brother little brother seemed really important, though. In real life I
have one older brother, and we're not very close, I'm afraid. Sometimes I even forget I even have a
brother sometimes, though we've never had a serious fight or anything like that.
