Date of dream: Friday, October 19, 2012
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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I was looking through a special sort of telescope that allowed me to see Mars as though I were hovering less than a mile above it. It looked like Mars really does, except more red and flat and cracked. There were also isolated, sporadic evergreen-like trees. But no other visible life. I could use the trees to gauge how far away the ground was. Then I was standing alone on Mars and the trees didn't exist anymore. I could breathe the air and didn't wear any gear. Just light clothing. It was just dusty, barren Mars as far as I could see. I stood at the edge of what looked like could have once been an ocean. The light on the horizon and the distance to the horizon looked the same, but it was just an ocean of that same cracked dirt and dust, as though all life and water had just been sucked away. It made me deeply sad and very keenly aware of how alone life on Earth is in the solar system.
Additional Comments:
I've dreamt of trips to Mars several times in the past few years. Usually they are terrifying and I don't remember making it to Mars. This one was very peaceful though. Mars is never cold in my dreams either. I don't remember it being any temperature in particular.
Date of dream: Thursday, June 28, 2012
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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Jeff and I were parked on the side of an empty road, enjoying each other's company. There was a field next to the road, and the sky was clear with a full moon. Jeff turned on Austra and we climbed on the roof of his car to listen to it. Then I got off of the car and stepped into the field because I felt like dancing for Jeff, and just because I felt like dancing in general. Down there in the grass, I invented a new form of dance that no one had ever thought of before. I spread my fingers out facing the full moon, and moon beams shone through them like dim spotlights. I moved my hands all around me keeping my fingers spread, but my fingertips close together, and it caused the moonbeams to dance with me, as though I were controlling a dim sort of disco ball. When I woke up, Jeff and I were trying to come up with a name for dancing with moonbeams.
Date of dream: Tuesday, June 05, 2012
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
Rating:
Lucid Intent?
No
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Jeff and I were out drinking at a bar. We drank a lot, especially me. For some reason we didn't have to show our IDs until it was time to pay for all the drinks. Jeff pulled out his ID, and it wasn't his, but his friend Justin's. He was trying to pass himself off as this friend and use his ID. Jeff is 28, and doesn't even remotely look like Justin. I thought, what the hell?
The guy behind the counter was almost cartoonishly large, loud and Italian, and started threatening to kick us out because he could tell the ID was fake. I started calling Jeff "Justin" and insisted it was just a bad photo to stick up for him, even though I was still very confused. It didn't work though, so I offered up my own ID and argued with the guy that we were obviously both of age, although we both actually look pretty young.
I don't remember anything about the dream after arguing with the guy for a really long time.
Additional Comments:
The bartender did remind me a lot of the Italian guy in The Lady and the Tramp, which I did watch recently.
