038: I had a handgun, black. I was walking around (a house) and pointing it a lot (like a cop movie). I searched through some closet/cubby hole, but found nothing. Then felt cautious enough to point the gun into the closet. I recall thinking "That was a lame thing for me to do."
Why that one moment is the only part I recall is bizarre to me. It wasn't the most eventful, interesting, challenging, or scenic. If anything it was one of the least interesting moments, and not the last moment at that. I'm sure the dream went on for at least a minute longer.
Note: On the surface a throw away dream, but I still remember it to this day. I vaguely recollect finding a woman in a rocking chair in a living room area next. This brief fragment has the air of one of my nightmares in the resolution phase.
039: At one time last night, or two, I dreamed that the reality tester button on the Nova Dreamer had fallen out of the mask!
Note: Dream 039 is the first to include a possible false awakening. Only, I never remembered waking up, only dreaming that the button had fallen out. It reminds me of dreams in which I found cash. When I woke up, I briefly looked around realizing of course, it was all a dream.
-January 8, 1998
Explorations of a sometimes lucid dreamer. The first 100-dreams are from a personal journal of experiments with dream recall, dream seeding, lucid dreaming, and often times using the Nova Dreamer conducted 1997-1999
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Dream 002: Dark Winter
Crows/penguins fly in all-around (me), I think I was going to fight them. There was a (black) leafless tree and snow on the ground. It was pretty, dark, and dreary.
-November 23, 1997
Note: I still remember the contrast between the black swarming mass of sinister birds, and the white snowy ground all around. Later in this dream I remember hiding in a crawlspace or attic. I was inside a home with a pointed roof, very near by the area I first saw the swarm of black birds. This dream felt like the dead of winter, in the dead of night.
-November 23, 1997
Note: I still remember the contrast between the black swarming mass of sinister birds, and the white snowy ground all around. Later in this dream I remember hiding in a crawlspace or attic. I was inside a home with a pointed roof, very near by the area I first saw the swarm of black birds. This dream felt like the dead of winter, in the dead of night.
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