Date of dream: Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness: 
Lucid Intent?
No
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I feel like I am being dragged through the air. It doesn't feel scary, it's really very nice, and I look around as I am pulled past all the scenery. I feel like I am going backwards in time, by the looks of the buildings and stuff. I really would like to stop and just explore some place, and I decide I've had enough being dragged around and mentally request to be put down, and I wait until my feet touch the ground. I stand before a sort of pyrimid like structure, but with stairs, like a ziggurat. I approach it and begin to climb it. It is covered with intricate stone carvings, and they have also been painted in muted earthy hues. I admire the roundish redish faces of the figures. I get all the way to the top all the while admiring the intricate art work. Then suddenly there are people pointing and shouting at me. Somehow they think I am here to steal the figures off the structure, though that would be pretty hard considering they were carved directly into enormous blocks. FUnny, thought, the thought DID cross my mind, but I didn't even try to pry one off, but I realize I could be in some pretty hot water if I don't get away quickly. I run and run and escape the people. Wheew, that was close.
Date of dream: Monday, August 29, 2011
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I am observing while someone else is looking through a large house and cleaning and noting things to repair. The house it quite big, and also in a severe state of neglect (such houses are a recurring theme in my dreams, but most of the time those houses belong to ME, this time it is not, for which I am grateful for). At one point I observe a man cleaning a white lynolium floor. The room is empty, and has one window, and the floor is covered in some sort of redish material, which I can't help but think of as chili. It looked like someone mopped the floor with a couple or three cans of Hormel chili, including beans and little bits of ground beef. I was kind of grossed out. I watched as the man took a small brush and dipped it in a canister, then scrubbed a bit of the floor at a time, and then used a sort of squeegee to rise it. The floor underneat was shiny clean. I can't help but feel good about that. There is more trouble in other places in the house, and it's pretty serious. It appears as if an entire room is falling off the house, you could see some of the outside through the large crack. I feel sorry for the owner, the place MUST be infested with all sorts of vermin, especially if that room really had been mopped with chili.
There is a little boy here, and he seems to be down in a sort of below ground hallway. The hallway looks all shiney, and there are all these big chunks of glass down there. Like really really large and heavy peices, and the glass peices are a very vibrant blue and red. They're really very pretty, and I decide I need to put on my shoes (for some reason I am not wearing them) so I can leap down into the hall way and gather up some peices of glass. I put my shoes on and jump down. The little boy wanders off. I pick up a few large chunks of blue and red glass, and I can tell each peice has very very sharp edges. I worry about cutting myself, but I just can't help myself, the glass is so pretty. I MUST have some.
Additional Comments:
I watched a QVC informercial on "Shock it Clean" concentrated enzyme cleaner. They washed a really dirty chair with it, and it was similar to how the floor in my dream was cleaned, so I am pretty sure that's what influenced my dream.
Date of dream: Sunday, August 28, 2011
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent?
No
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For some reason I am back at my old house where I grew up with my parents, and I was about to go to sleep outside on the front walk. I was also with an old friend from there too, someone I haven't talked to in many years. Anyway, we're trying to go to sleep, or at least I want to, but she has a radio and wants to leave it on. I tell she needs to turn it off. She just turns down the sound. I feel annoyed by that. I tell her again it has to be turned completely off, not just turned down. I could still hear it. She just kept turning it down instead, as if I wouldn't notice. Finally she does turn it off. I need to arrange the bedding just so so it's more comfortable. Then I see there is this funny little wooden box that's carved to look like a scarab beetle. It also has holes in it so you could see inside of it. I take a closer look and see something inside of it is moving. I open the lid and there is a bright yellow beetle in there walking around. It's a very pretty color, and I admire it for a while before shutting the lid again and putting it on the ground. Then I try to sleep.
