Date of dream: Sunday, December 09, 2007
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[my older brother called me late last night and spent the entire phone call insulting me, under the pretext of "helping" me
-- he told me that I find petty things to occupy my time so I don't have to get on with living, and one of the things he
labeled as petty was the work I'm doing on a novel. He said I was exactly like our father in this regard, who really does
fill his day with monotonous tasks ... but, then, he is an old man who just lost his wife and he has a right to do do that! I
couldn't get to sleep after this until 4 AM, and then I only slept for an hour. I tried to go back to sleep, but didn't think I'd
be able to unless I skipped church. So I turned off my alarm, and worked on having a "WILD" -- waking induced lucid
dream -- since I knew I wasn't going to enter the dream state from sleep].
After holding still for quite a while, I feel my astral body shift within the physical. I rock it back and forth a bit, and then
with a great push I roll over and off the edge of the bed. I'm in a strange bedroom once more [seems to be a recurring
theme for my WILDs], but I don't notice that. I pass through the walls.
Over and over, I wake up and then go back into a WILD. It seems like I do this about ten times. There is something
about every other time I am "studying the graphics" of the dream [that doesn't make a lot of sense to me now, but I
forgot most of what happened in these ten or so transitions]. In the later dreams, I'm trying to figure out what I should
do while OBE ... but don't quite figure it out.
Something about a fishing boat that's also a houseboat [precognitive: at the Christmas party I went to tonight, someone
was telling me about their trips to Cuba, and how there are really no fish dishes at Cuban restaurants, because people
aren't allowed to fish -- it's only 90 miles from there to Florida!].
And then something about a relationship a gay man has with a woman that isn't even working on the platonic level -- he
tells her that they have to end things, even though it's just a friendship.
I wake up at 12:37 PM in the afternoon, well after church has let out.
Date of dream: Thursday, May 12, 2005
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The dream started out with me as a passenger in a large sedan being driven
by a young man. Besides myself, there were quite a few people crowded in the
car, most of them college-aged kids. The young man drove very badly. The
front right fender even scraped a barrier at one point, and he didn't even notice.
"Umh...why don't you let me drive?" I said.
The dream changed so that I think it was my sister driving. It slipped into
being a dream that's a recurring theme of mine...she was driving the car on
the road by watching a moving dot on a map on a screen, instead of looking
directly at the road. But the screen was more like an actual scale model of a
mountain, encased in a glass terrarium. As the dot moved up the road around the
mountain, it left a thick, dark line behind it. There was a sudden transition
in the 3D model -- it jumped to being quite a bit smaller, so that the entire
length of the road that had been drawn so far could be shown.
The dream then went on to something that was of quite an entertaining and
clever nature... I just can't remember what it was!
Where my memory of the dream picks up again is at a point where I was leaving
an old-fashioned restaurant. Two men accompanied me, one of whom was in
old-fashioned clothes...tophat, brown vest, bowtie, etc. We all got into a car,
and I realized I was being abducted by them. Also being abducted with me was a
young Asian man, who sat in the back seat with me, on my left.
I noticed that the appearance of the two men was changing subtly. In the
back of my mind I knew that it was because the overall quality of the dream was
starting to fall apart. But I actually think I didn't want to believe this,
and was willing to overlook little flaws in the special effects and set of the
dream.
The man in the old-fashioned clothes turned around to say something -- and I
think I was kind of surprised that his appearance actually had gone back to
what it had been before the subtle changes (*precog: I think I was dreaming
about the evil man in the episode of _Medium_ that I just watched this morning).
But it was right then that the man next to me and myself floated up in the
air above the back seat and went into some kind of trance. A sweet chiming
sound filled the air, and a wave of bright, tiny sparkles washed over the car.
They permeated it, and passed right through us as well. I thought, *They're
crystals of healing.*
Date of dream: Wednesday, January 19, 2005
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This was a long and torturous dream. I can't remember too many details,
except for trying unsuccessfully to wake up numerous times and being hounded by
evil presences. The worst part about the former is that I was sure I had died
in real life, hence the inability to wake up. When I finally did wake up I
discovered that my heart was beating very slowly and my breathing was very
shallow.
I ate breakfast and went back to sleep. Now I found myself in a dream which
had my mother driving a station wagon we were all in. I was very nervous
about her driving (in real life, she's completely disabled and in a nursing home).
We arrived at a restaurant that was out on a country road. It consisted of
one large room, which we all seated ourselves in...in a circle, around the
edges. The whole restaurant then took off and began flying along, low over the
road. But it was moving at a tremendous speed, for the countryside was zipping
by so fast it looked like we were going 300 mph.
There were relatives present who do not exist in real life, but during the
dream false memory had me convinced I was indeed related to them. In
particular, a man with his teenage son were supposed to be relatives, but they are not
familiar to me now that I'm awake.
The flying restaurant came to a seaside town. "Maybe it can even go
underwater!" I said, and immediately we flew over the water and took a nosedive into
it. Underwater, we looked at a collection of large boulders that had been
gathered together in one place. They had very primitive drawings on them, which I
can't really remember now...except that some of them depicted men and women.
I woke up.
