Date of dream: Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Lucid Intent?
No
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The dream kept returning, it seemed. I was pipetting some sort of solution into a syringe. Both were crucial for something, maybe a patient's life. Sterile technique was required. I remember the first round being very careful, but after a while, hours it seemed, my technique became imperfect. Eventually I noticed I was not even wearing sterile gloves and gown. I was frustrated that my performance was imperfect, but I was compelled to continue, which I did.
Date of dream: Tuesday, May 07, 2013
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was somewhere in the Middle East, like Afghanastan were I was meeting with a very wealthy man and his family who lived on 50 acres located in the middle of an urban area. The property had numerous buildings. The main mansion was to the East and looked like a gigantic black sand drip castle. To to the North was a fortress like structure made from large carved stone blocks. Our meetings were from the offices and attached home that overlooked the grounds, with those other two buildings clearly in view.
The man and his family were acquaintances. The purpose of my visit was some sort of business. The man was dark and unctuous. Britt was there as a younger boy. Later in the dream K was there too, as we shall see.
There was a crystal clear lake to the south of the house on the property. At one point Britt and I stood by the side. I recall there was something in the water on the sand. I walked in trying not to get wet, but then decided to submerge myself to pick up the object. I opened my eyes under water and confirmed that it was very clear. There were hundreds of colorful artifacts under the water, even some parts of small buildings. I remember considering asking the owner's family if he had a couple of masks Britt and I could use to explore the lake in its entirety.
Shorly thereafter we were inside the house, further West in the complex sitting around a TV watching a wierd show while eating. There was a church sanctuary to the right that was also being used for what the owner or his wife or children told me was research. I couldn't get a comfortable seat while eating and watching the TV so I stood up and walked toward the back of the room in order to eat. None of the family offered me their seats, but they were being friendly enough. Then on the TV came footage from the research in the adjoining church sanctuary. It showed some sort of violent activity being done on mens' erect penises. It was brief and I thought it was so gruesome that I looked around to the other people in the room and nobody seemed surprised.
Then it got even more bizzare. I noticed the man and his son were gone. I went down the hall at the back of the room and on the right was a closed dark wooden door. I opened it and saw the man cutting a large piece of meat that looked like beef. I thought that was not especially unusual, given that it was the Middle East, and not as advanced as the West, what with packaged meats from grocery stores and all. But then I noticed to the Right were four baby calves or calve-like dear tethered around the neck and kneeling or laying on individual small stands. They had innocent looks on their faces. I knew their fate was to be the same as the animal being carved by the property owner.
And then when I looked back at the animals one of the females of the family, surrounded by two or three others, took a butcher's cleaver and rapidly cut four horrizontal gashes in the skull of the calf closest to me. She and the others had peaceful, eiry smiles on their faces as if this was not unusual for them to do and see. I was repulsed. I then looked at the face of the injured calf and it's eyes were bright red and wide open in shock. At that point I woke up.
Date of dream: Monday, May 06, 2013
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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The room was part of the apartment which was hundreds of feet high, maybe 60 stories up. The room was the size of a container - the type on freighter ships - and hanging on 4 cables, one on each corner. I was sitting on one side peacefully when two children came in uninvited. I tried to be friendly to them. I didn't know them, but they had intruded into my life and dwelling due to the influence of a family member.
One of the children started rocking the room (the container). I asked him to stop, but he did not. Shortly thereafter the container room began falling rapidly to the earth. I thought we were going to die, but I remember approaching the ground and the surrounding structures slowly.
