Dream Log I don't expect many to read but this is just an insight into some of my dreams. Forget Me Not February 01/02/2015 I must have forgot! 02/02/2015 I was walking home from town towards the direction of my back garden. All the way home there was groups of half naked, body painted woman, doing street murals on the paths and roads. I also remember more detail about my house and the two houses either side, I can't remember who lived there now but it felt like I knew them. Our gardens were all interconnected and it felt like any one was more than welcome to come and go as they pleased between the two the houses. 03/02/2015 I've had this occurring thing happen in my dreams recently, tonight I feel though I may have come closer to discovering the purpose behind it: if there is any. Basically it happens when I'm running in my dreams. I start jumping at the same time, and I basically start floating. Then I'm able to travel quite far with every step/jump. I can remember this happening before in my dreams but this time something in my mind clicked and I almost realised that I was in a dream. Sadly though this awoke me and I have no recollection of it after that. I think there is a gap there to be explored though. I may be able to use it to become lucid or even better; trigger an OBE. 04/02/2015 I was at work, but it wasn't my real #life job. I'm not sure what kind of place it was, but all I do know is that it was huge. I can't really remember any of the machinery that vividly all I do remember was going with someone to some sort of restricted area. This led to a small walkway leading up to the ceiling of this place. The whole time there was the definite feeling that we were doing something we shouldn't have been doing. That was when the person I was with; whoever it was, stated to place a kind of bomb device in one of the massive machines. It wasn't until later on in the dream when we were all about to start work the device went off. All I remember was thinking we were gonna get found out for sure. Then I woke up. 05/02/2015 Nothing of note to report, one of them annoying nights when you put your head down and it only seems like minutes before you've woken up and it's morning. Hopefully I'll have another chance to become lucid tonight. Side Note: I was talking to my friends a few day later and all of them said that they experience that sensation most nights and could rarely remember their dreams. One thought that he didn't dream at all, but another one of my mates assured him that "we all dream every night, but experience some sort of amnesia." -I like to believe this, but have yet to look into the claims. 06/02/2015 There are two parts. Sneaking with Matty into an all woman's yoga class. And trying to pick up off cheese man lol. The first part was pretty much as it sounds. Me and Matty were at the kingfisher. Again this was the location of the real #life kingfisher but everything was different as per usual in the dream state. I remember we was planning on going inside to do a work out. But was distracted by at least one hundred woman doing an outdoor yoga class. Matty was well up for joining in but I remember turning round and looking at one of the woman and getting the feeling that we wasn't welcome there at all. 07/02/2015 I had a dream. But I can't remember it. 08/02/2015 Same again. 09/02/2015 This dream is quite a strange one. All the details aren't clear but the main part of it is about me seeing a ghost girl. She must have been about seven or eight years old.? I remember her grabbing my hand and trying to lead me somewhere to show me something. I can't remember what she showed me, but I know the dream must have carried on because I was signed off work from stress later on in the dream. I was still shaken up by the whole event. Side Note: Later on this day my friend had his baby, it was a girl, even though me and my other mate thought it would be a boy until the birth. 10/02/2015 Nothing to report. 11/02/2015 мoѕт oғ тнe deтaιlѕ aren'т clear. wнaт doeѕ reмaιn тнoυgн occυred rιgнт aт тнe end oғ тнe dreaм Someone tried breaking my fingers but I was resisting really hard and he couldn't do it. 12/2/15 13/2/15 14/2/15 Strange dream indeed, there is quite a bit of detail to get trough but I will try my best. I remember the dream starting off at the top of springlands estate at a random house party. I can't remember who's it was but it was ok, most of the people there were ones who I knew, it didn't get interesting until I started to walk across town to anther party we'd been invited to. I remember three of us walking to get there and when arriving we went into the front of the house and it was almost like a trap, this bearded crazy person started to lower a a metal fence around us like the ones they use to trap shoplifters in shops in the films. I remember just about being able to escape into the main house before it shut, but that was probably worse. I don't remember much of what he done to me, I remember feeling really disturbed though. I do remember though that he started to open loads of random packs of medication and took about 7 into his hands. And said if I took them all he would let me go. I remember being very hesitant about it but in the end took the pills and tried to find my way back home. I also remember another part of the dream which is weird. There was a group of us standing at what felt like a bank machine but it was actually a machine to help drug addicts get help, random inflicted people would send messages and we were at the other side expected to write a reply to them helping. 15/2/14 Many ᵛᴬᴿᴵᴼᵁˢ. ˢᴱˣᵁᴬᴸ ˢᴵᵀᵁᴬᵀᴵᴼᴺˢ. 16/2/15 Again, it's only the last bit I really remember. Mouse's house, picking up a record. 17/02/2015 Attic like space but more like a silo in length. I was swimming down through random dusty objects. (Dad's Mansion dream) 28/5/15 (dad's mansion dream) I remember dropping my phone down a massive stairwell and when I ventured to the bottom there was a oldish bloke down there painting the skirting boards. He offered to fix my phone for me. I was frustrated because "I always break my phone" I told him. I remember him taking it apart and tying two wires together. "That won't do much for the cracked screen" I remember thinking. 3/6/15 Buddy died. (dog) It may sound a bit silly though when I explain the circumstances in which it happened. He got bitten by a squirrel and went completely stiff and died. 4/6/15 Mum got ill towards the end of the dream. I also remember walking around my old work place (Delphi) with some of my new colleges from (BG) 5/6/15 I created a world last night. Not like a full world. But like a virtual space similar to a an open world video-game map. I don't remember all the details but I remember a few specific locations. And thinking about it, there has been some consistency in the locations of things for a while now. I think I am able to go back there as I please when asleep. Also I'm becoming more mentally awake during these experiences; all I need now is another super-jumping incident to kick start things further maybe? 02/10/2015. 5:45am This is by no doubt the most intense, vivid dream I've had in a long time. Hopefully I can write up as many details as I can before I start to forget. We was at a family party in Long Melford at the old bull hotel, there was quite a few people there, I remember my uncle Jim being there and at one point he was talking to me about how I was good at stuff, he was even drunkenly trying to claim that my eye sight was even amazing, I was adamant that it wasn't though, knowing that my eyesight is crap. After a while we decided to walk home because it was getting late, me, my mum and my dad for some reason. (parents split up when we were kids ) My brother was really drunk and didn't want to walk all that way though. We got about half way down the high street before we realised that he wasn't there, we thought he might have gone to try to get a lift back with my nan possibly, but then got really worried and turned back thinking he might have been in trouble. When we got back to the pub my brother was at what looked like a road side grave with flowers resting at it and his old school friend Pete was there with him, that was part of the reason he wanted to stay I think. My brother was acting really silly and drunk and still refusing to come. After a while my dad got really impatient and angry and ran up to him like a madman and started to hit him on the side of the head; in an attempt to try to sober him up in his mind. This was in a very angry way though, and you could see that it shocked us all, especially my brother, I can vividly picture the shock on his face as he started to cry. Needless to say he very timidly started to walk back with us. Dad was still really, really angry with him though and was saying he'll see him in the court room and was going to sign away his rights as his father. he even said. 'you can wave goodbye to your dad!' I was trying to explain to him that it was just the booze and he would sober up. Then the last thing he then said to me as I woke up from complete shook was; 'I know YOU wouldn't let me down.' Strange shit indeed! Ps. this is after a good week without smoking weed. My mate wasn't wrong when he said my dreams would get intense.