I stepped out of the flat to the stairs. It was pretty dark, so I wanted to switchr the light on. At the place, where the lightswitch normally is, there were two lightswitches: The “normal” one and the second “modern one”, which had a blue LED-light on it, so you can find the switch easily in the dark.
I tried both of them, but they both did not work, it remained dark. I thought something like “Oh no, they already disabled the old lightswitch, although the new one still does not work.”
I think I also thought something like “such stupid things should happen only in dreams, not in reality.”
I was running from a horde of zombies and just rounding a corner when my view moved in a place just above where I was. I even saw my self still running and the I notice these two guys arguing about whether I should be lucid… I missed that dream sign!!!
Right now, it seems that my friends and my school (most of the time in the caf.) are a part of more than half the dreams I have. Maybe soon I will become lucid.
Aw, just this morning–these Russian or German military guys were seizing my house–I think grenades were used, too–of course, this was completely normal to me .
Last night I dreamt that I was taking one of my middle school classes, but with one of my high school teachers. The class was also being held outside, with desks and everything.
Missed a dreamsign last night, was rummaging through a person’s drawer really quickly to find something, and thought it might be hidden in a book. Found a book on the desk titled “The sequel to this dream”. Opened it frantically searching for whatever i was looking for, didnt find it.
This is twice now that i’ve missed dreamsigns that specifically referred to dream continuation, rather than awareness of that dream.
I’m sorta expecting my dreams to end now with a big sign saying “TO BE CONTINUED…”
anyone else had successive dreamsigns such as this?
Phil Lamar was buttering a monkey named Stanley and wanted me to “pass the tacos.” I passed him a pancake and he put it on like a hat, said “thanks,” and we both started singing that theme to “Three’s Company”–the monkey, too…
Once I dreamt about lying in a sewer pipe underground, together with a bunch of road constructivist people, all wearing the yellow helmets and orange tunics. We all had very big mustaches and we were singing songs much like Monthy Pythons lumberjack song.
When I woke up I laughed myself silly I didn’t notice I was dreaming
One thing that happens to me a little too often is when in a dream, I remember that something that exists in the dream I’m having doesn’t exist anymore, and I go, “how strange is that?”, but am never able to develop that thought any further. For instance, a few weeks ago I dreamt about stroking the head of my siamese cat, Sylvi, who passed away this summer. At some point I realized, “wait, how can this be? Sylvi’s dead…”, but I couldn’t turn that into an LD. Dang, it was this close!
how about:
flying
being in the water and breathing
being stabbed twice and surviving
seeing a dog with 2 broken legs walk
getting an axe in your neck and surviving
etc etc
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They came to me in my dream and I was drawn like them, but I was like, “Eh, this seems normal…” How could I have missed it?! 
