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Byli jsme s Ithil a s Xsem v Brumovicích, tam jsme pařili něco na 3dskách. Lokace - Brumovice (to mi mělo být hned jasné, že je to sen). Jedno jsem pak nějak zašantročil a hledal ho. Když jsem ho našel, tak vypadalo jako wiimote a potom jsem si uvědomil, že je to sen a probudil se .

There was a series of dreams from this morning so here we go:

I was down in California talking to my tattoo artist (He's done 3 of the 4 that I have) and I was telling him I want my cello tattooed on my right arm from mid forearm to mid bicep with the night sky all around it. In the dream it was then I almost noticed I was dreaming because my next tattoo I am planning is on my left forearm not my right and definitely not that particular tattoo either haha. He then told me that we should reschedule to sometime in January and do it on one of my layovers through Seattle, since he and his wife and kid are moving there soon. During this part of the dream a couple dates popped up in my head floating over a map of Washington something like: January 23, 2034 or another like it. It was then again I was became slightly aware that I was dreaming again since that date is no where near correct. He told me that he was moving to a city that started with a D and a couple variants that are on the same highway as it.

The dream cut to where we met up in the said city. A friend picked us up in a car, she was some how tied in with our church. We were driving in a yellow beater of some kind, faded, similar to a VW Bug. We were driving towards a restaurant down a hill very much a like a house here in my village, and she jumped out of the vehicle and pulled on the back as it was going because she didn't have any breaks, and may have hurt her self a little because I told her she didn't have to do it all by herself. We go in side, I sit at a table by myself while my tattoo artist sits at a booth next to me and has the baby on the table. Our friend also joins him so I don't see why not we all sit at one table. They go and collect their food and I was slightly surprised that he left the baby with me. I take a bite of a really good burger.

We leave after some chit chat and eating and start driving a long a forest road, it was a really tight road, the kind that won't allow side by side traffic. Some how the dream switches to where I am at a river with two other people, maybe some cousins, and we are trying to get across it. The river is maybe 20ft across and is actually a greater tributary from a river that is flowing perpendicular to it. It is deep, maybe 15 or so feet and running swift and very cold. We jump in only in our underwear to try cross and we make it half way down and and over but don't quite make it across. We end up on the shore like nothing happened as it is with dreams, I was aware I was dreaming again here. I tell them to go diagonally with the flow and not directly against it - thinking in my head that it is similar to a tide rip and some how that will help. We make it across and I remember walking around and seen a field with maybe a bear of some kind in it.

The dream switches to where I am on a beach with my brother and two cousins, one guy and one gal. It is a lot like a really tall spit made of big rocks and a bit of a slough/bay. We are in our underwear and it is warm out. We hike around, there are some boats that are broken down. I recall getting up on one to see some bears across on a sand bar. I get into one of the boat things, I think use the bathroom and take a shower. It was a oblong white modernesque room with a circular window. I remember seeing the guy cousin through it. I some how ended up on the other side of the rock wall and it had turned into a part of the local store and I seen a brown bear through the window and wanted to warn the rest of my family. I was a little freaked out in the dream because I knew that brown bears are dangerous and at the same time we don't have brown bears in our area.

After that I end up way up in a balcony area and I see part of a ship and my vision scans the length of it and it curved around me and my dream self was telling me that it was John's ship, an older man here, and it was massive like a cruise ship. I end up in a corner area with some people and we chat and eat some finger food.

The dream shifts again to where I am in high school again. The room is segregated in an odd way to with a small wooden wall and I have to move my neck in an odd way to see around it and focus on the teacher. There is a small fight of some kind and I end up on the other side. Class is let out and I wander the halls looking for my English class, I see Mr. Druce, my old high school English teacher my senior year, and I follow him because he will lead me to our next class. The building is on a massive scale like a mall. He gets on a escalator I follow and he goes onto another to a balcony area that ends up being our class. We are sitting in rows much like pews but they are cushioned more and remind me of seats that are in a van. The floor is a very glossy and hard like a marble. He is teaching the class and picks on a few students. I am in a section that he dislikes for an unknown reason.

The next dream I last remember is I was in my old house that I grew up at in my parents room and talking about the cell phone tower that is being built here and I keep hearing an annoying sound, I turn it off, and get back to to the conversation. It comes in again I turn it off, but it isn't working. Which I then wake up because it is my alarm.

Thursday, 12/29/11
Bed 10:30pm
DR 4:42am I went to the yard at our house on RD10. I'm suppose to feed the rabbits some hay. There are 3 pieces of something, I pick it up and take it to the rabbits. Then I realize, it's some old wood, and I see, rabbits ar already eating hay, someone must have beet me to feeding them.

A storm is coming, I see flashes of light and hear thunder. In a place where neighbors yard is, now I see their living room. I try to close the french door to keep the rain out. I go upstairs to my place and tv is off and unplugged. I see a neighbour smoking a cigarette telling me he unpluged my electric apliances to keep them safe in case of lightning strike.

Got up at 5:34 for 1 hour of WBTB.
I got close to WILD, but didn't finish it.

Old LD from 10-3-07

I did WBTB with a little B6....


Lucid Dream with Advanced Task attempted:


I was in my church. I had just tripped over a ironing board that an older lady was using to iron her clothes. It suddenly seemed weird to me. I said to her, "This is just like something that would happen in my dreams."

As soon as I said that I knew I was dreaming. I remembered the Advanced Task of Pulling my reflection out of a mirror. I looked around for a mirror. The only thing that came close was a picture hanging on the wall. The glass was very refective. I figured that this would count.

I looked at my reflection. At first I could see an older man with grey hair. I didn't think this was any good, so I got closer to try to make it look more like myself.

This time I saw myself. I had shorter hair that was slightly curly and I was wearing some strange black and white patterned shirt. But I decided that would work for me.

I reached out my hand. It bumped the glass. I tried again--and once more it couldn't get throught the glass.

I thought, "Shoot, this isn't working. I need to think of something totally different to make this work."

I wonderded if it would count if instead of pulling my reflection out of the mirror if I could join it on the other side.

I figured it would count as the goal seemed to be to just end up on the same side of the glass as the reflection.

I backed up from the mirror and took a run at the picture. As I got close I jumped and dove straight into the picture. I went right through the glass and rammed right into the "me" on the other side. As I did I grabbed tightly onto my other self. I didn't want myself to get away. But as we fell and landed on the floor with a thud, it was too much. I woke up.

Here is a short but sweet LD that also counts as a DV member dream.

It would have been fun to become lucid and say "hi" to Adam, since we were just a few desks apart.

10-1-07

DV Member dream and mini lucid:,

I was in class with Adam. We kept passing notes to each other like we were best friends. I remember at the end I was trying to read one of the notes. And suddenly it was all gibberish. I couldn't make sense of it at all. Then I thought, "Well, of course I can't read this--this is a dream!" Then I woke up.

From 9-23-07

First of all, I woke up at 5:00, then went back to sleep at 6:00...and then slept in til 9:30...haha. I know that having a really lazy morning helped me do this.

First WILD...

I was laying in my right side in bed and not really planning to WILD. I was starting to slip into sleep. I started to picture myself looking out of the window. I realized that I was still awake yet I was seeing the window. I was totally aware of my body still in bed still.

It was then I started to feel the vibrations. It was strong and somewhat uneven, like sitting on a motorcyle. At the same time I started hearing a high pitched whistle.

I remembered my last experience while WILDing where the sound was so loud that it freaked me out. This was not that loud. I also remembered seeing that scary face last time. This time I already had an image of my window in front of me...so I saw no other HI.

I decided to try to completely enter this dream now. I looked out the window and then flew out of it. I was extremely high. I saw snow on the ground. I wanted to try to attempt the Task of the month for October (early). But I still was too aware of my body laying in my bed. I drifted back awake.


Second WILD....

I decided to relax and try again. Again I heard that whistle and felt the vibrations. I saw the window again. But I couldn't enter the dream this time.


Third WILD...


I laid in bed for a while. I wasn't really trying at this point. But I realized I was feeling the vibrations again with the whistle.

I was in a parking lot with Nick and Wyatt and Natacha. I realized that I had actually entered the dream. I felt totally in the dream this time and wasn't overly aware of my body still in bed. I decided to go and give next month's Task a try. I was outside and in a city. I felt it would be easier to start with the basic task.


And I guess I will have to wait and share the rest of this later because the Tasks aren't officially out yet for all to see.



So anyway I felt really good about everything when I woke up.




Edit:

Here is the Task part:

Third WILD...


I laid in bed for a while. I wasn't really trying at this point. But I realized I was feeling the vibrations again with the whistle. Then suddenly:


I was in a parking lot with friends. I was conscious that I was dreaming. I remembered the Find and enter the Haunted House Task and set out to find a haunted house. I was flying at this point. I was in a city that reminded me of Salt Lake City. I could see houses on a hill. I looked for one that looked old and possibly abandoned.

I finally found one that looked the part. I got closer and landed by the front door. At that moment I realized that there were Halloween decorations on the house. A family that I know (the Solomons) came up to the door all dressed in costumes.

I suddenly felt a little angry. They were going to mess it up for me. I didn't want this house to be a regular house, just decorated.

I had the urge to enter the house before anyone could open the door. I was afraid if someone came to the door and passed out candy to the kids I would look past and see everything normal inside.

So I walked right through the door leaving the kids outside. (This is kind of a big deal for me since the last few times I tried to go through things I failed).

It was kind of dark and eerie inside. "Good!" I thought. It was going to be haunted after all. Sure enough, as soon as I thought that, I heard spooky organ music start playing. I flew up the stairs. The rooms looked unlived in. The furiture was covered with old white sheets. I could see spiderwebs.

I flew though hallways and into various rooms. I noticed the music changed, and it sounded recorded. I even found a speaker in one corner. "But it's still scary music." I thought.


I flew down the stairs to the basement. I found it decorated with a large tree made out of what looked like wrought iron. I thought it really fit the mood of the haunted house. On the wall were some large ghosts made out of a glittery purple felt. But the lighting was low and it looked very classy.

Finally I sank down to the floor, and said aloud, "Okay...are there any real ghosts here...?"

As soon as I said that I had this creepy feeling. I looked around. I felt like I was being watched.


But at that point I woke up.

75mg vitamin B6 before bed.

My friend the spy

I am visiting with my brother's fiancee for some reason. As we are visiting, people start chasing us. It turns out that she is some kind of a spy, and there is an organization out to get her. We go running across the rooftops of some city, chased by people who are shooting.

Later on I am discussing this adventure with someone, and reflecting on how I didn't mind running along ledges and other death defying stunts when I was being chased. I also wonder if this girl has a sister that might be single.

Grandfather falling on hard times

My Grandfather has lost a lot of money somehow, and is trying to raise money. Some creepy looking guys show up, and they begin discussing the possibility of him selling the grandkids as slaves. After the creepy guys leave, I make sure that my Grandfather really isn't planning to sell us to them.

I solve a mystery

My family and I are standing outside watching an airplane. The plane is flailing around strangely in the sky, flying way up into the air and then back down. Then it starts to shake, and fall apart. It breaks into pieces, and falls to the ground. Actually, it falls into some kind of water because it creates a small tidal wave that I am concerned will hit us. By the time it reaches us though, it just makes our feet wet.

We are seperated from the airplane crash by a bunch of shelving, or something like that. As I examine all of these things, I (or we) are reminded of something that happened that is in some way related. I crawl under the shelves to examine the wreck (which is now part of a satellite), and poke around looking for bodies, I think. I don't see any, but I do find an electronic device that makes something important click in my mind. I've solved the case! I seem to recall the dream starting to get creepy around now, but when I solve the case everything brigthens and becomes cheerful. I think I become Monk again, or at least I pretend that I am. "I've got it!" I shout behind me. "Here's what happened," I begin, but I don't remember what happened.

Small WILD

I wake up in bed. As I usually do any more, I do a nose pinch RC. I can still breathe which puzzles me at first. But as I realize that I must be dreaming I also seem to become aware that I am waking up, or am awake already and I haven't even pinched my nose. I don't know if this part happened or if it was a false awakening, but I decide to try a WILD from this point. Or maybe it's a DEILD, I forget what the exact technique is here. Anyway, a dream forms around me within seconds. I find myself walking into an electronics store with a friend. I'm not very satisfied with this dream, although I don't know why looking back on it. I try to find ways to anchor myself to the dream. My friend sits down with a sort of Iphone or IPad. I look around, trying to hold on. I can't remember what happens after this.

I had a dream earlier where I was at school, and there were all types of events going on. Some kids had a band, and they were singing old songs from the 60s and 70s. There was this group of girls (one of them were A) they were asking us a bunch of questions. I remember wanting to help them over the fence, but I couldn't hop fences like I was earlier in the dream. Oh and something else about slipping and landing in garbage.

There's a group of us and we plan on taking over this castle, but it's modern...like an airport or something. ‎Oneironaut is there and he's in charge. We have a cache of weapons we pick from, and I think I gain just a low amount of lucidity because I pull out a Deadpool mask and two katanas. Basically we rushed in there, and took the place over by sections. There was this open courtyard type area, and this area with stairs on the outside of the building. I was patrolling between the two areas and making sure no one tried to play hero. Most of the fighting took place at the courtyard with the initial rush. There was sooo much killing to be had. When I got to the area with the stairs I got into a couple of skirmishes, and then I had to shut a few people up the only way I knew....my katanas. One of the solders was trying to tell me that O wanted as many people alive possible, and I completely ignored the guy and went on telling people cheesy lines like "you're next to taste my blade".

Wait wait hold up...some recall is coming back. The mission wasn't a head on attack. I remember being disguised as some kind of monk, and I got to the stair area without being spotted (O's group was still way ahead of us) Then some lady pointed out "what kind of monk wears grey". I threw my uniform up in the air like on those ninja movies, and headed back towards the courtyard, and we all had to loot up with weapons as quickly as possible.....THEN we started laying people out. I think the solder came back to tell me to stop killing everyone because O had everyone in his sections in check. After my onslaught, I searched around and saw sooo many people just sitting there. I think (or maybe i wanted it to be) one room had a bunch of people he was going to execute, and another he was just going to set free. Oh, and I remember killing one guy and one girl from two different couples and telling the survivors to become a couple.

I remember being outside of my house, when this huge train...it had to be about 2 stories high, and wide as the road, came barreling down the street. I turned around, and there was another one heading down the side street.

I told all the DC's that we were in a dream and flew off.

I was at the ocean. I was standing with someone in a life guard station that seemed to be out in the water 50 yards or so. Suddenly all the waves got still and the air was silent.

Then I saw that there was a dark line on the horizon. I knew that a big wave was coming in. I shouted, "Big Wave!" to everyone who was near. The ocean and the beach was filled with people. I braced myself as the wave came into shore. It wasn't a tsunami, but just a good sized wave that went further up the beach than the others. I looked around and the people seemed to all be okay, still bobbing in the water. Then I noticed that the wave was coming back out to sea. It was a backwards wave. This one looked bigger than the first. I was really nervous this time. I changed positions in the life guard place. I saw as the wave passed over head, but it didn't come in or knock the place down.

Then I had a little panic attack as I remembered that I had placed my camera in a bad under the station. And I knew that it was surely washed out to sea now.

I had married AG from high school. We were having our honeymoon and I was nervous and he was so sweet. It was just a romantic little dream. And, no, I'm not sharing details.

Dreamed I was at school, walking down the sidewalk between the middle school and high school. I tripped and dropped all my stuff as the group of 'popular' guys was going by. They laughed and one of them, Hunter, stepped on my notebook. I tried to pull it out from under his foot and a few pages ripped out. He started saying something stupid but I ignored him like usual and walked away.

When I got to class, all the seats were filled but one... right next to Hunter. I sat down and looked at the book in front of me. Everyone else had some type of actual textbook, but the subjects were all different. I had a really ripped up copy of what appeared to be a manga adaption of Die Hard With a Vengeance. A note inside the front cover said to find and highlight ten stick figures in the book. I started to, but Hunter kept 'accidentally' pushing my arm so the highlighter would leave a big line across the whole page.

"Oops, my arm slipped," he said after about the third time. I got really ticked off and took a dark blue marker. I waited until he wasn't paying attention and then whipped my hand out and left a blue streak across his face. He looked really surprised and then tried to grab the marker out of my hand. We fought over it for a minute or two, getting marker everywhere, before I just bit his hand. He let go and ran out of the room.

12/30/11

Dream 1:

I’m with my father in a random kitchen; he’s heating up some Chowmein. I think I asked why he was only using half of a pack, but I couldn’t remember what he said.

Dream 2:

A hot blonde is going on a relationship with the Cookie monster on Facebook. I can’t remember how she looked like, but Cookie monster must’ve been happy.





Dream 3: I can’t recall it.

Date: 2011-12-30 05:02:49

I had a dream about A.G. Well, mainly. At the first part of the dream, I
was inside my house. My mom was talking about Chuck Norris or something. She
ordered a cardboard cutout of him, because she loved him so much. It was kind of
weird, that standing there in the middle of the kitchen. My mom then started
talking to me about how much she wanted Chuck to visit her house, and she began
looking out the window.
I was at school now. My P.E. class was running, for some reason inside the
school. It was odd though, because a girl who never did much sporting or running
in her life was in front of my sister and I. This girl thinks she's very cool,
copies other's personalities, and is overall annoying. After we were finished
running, she turned around and said, "So, who is going to do Cross Country next
year?" She had that fake innocent look on her face. I told her I was. Then she
said that she may be too. She looked at me and her expression showed like she
was so much better a runner than any of us. The dream ended.

Time: Around 7 A.M.
Fragment:

I barely remember this dream. But it was around sunset time. I walked up onto this wooden plank that was propped up as a ramp. There was a small house at the top of the plank, must have been a tree house. I walk in and see all my friends (mostly guys) surrounded by a car. It was a pretty nice car. It was black.. and that's pretty much all I remember about that. But anyways, some of my friends got into the car and started driving. Others grabbed onto the outside of the car and hung on. I did the same. We drove (or crashed through, either way) out of the tree house and down the ramp.
This is where the dream ended.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was walking up the stairs in a fire escape stairwell in an office building. The walls were white and the light was either incandescent or a warm-feeling fluorescent. There may have been one or two people ahead of me, guiding me. One may have been a pretty, young woman.

I was told something about the office where I was being taken. It had something to do with the difference between this place and my old office. I felt like probably nobody would even know me here.

The door opened to the office floor. Colorful Christmas lights were glaring somewhere at the periphery of my vision. The two people guiding me either disappeared or walked really far away into the office.

I was by myself in a corner of the office. It felt kind of like an elevator bank. But it was open to the rest of the office. I wasn't even sure why I was supposed to be in this office in the first place.

A young man came up to greet me. I knew him! (I don't think I really know him IWL.) I was so relieved to know somebody.

But the man didn't quite want to acknowledge that he recognized me, as well. Some people didn't like me, and the man didn't want to be seen by them as liking me. So he just treated me politely, but indifferently, like he'd treat anybody who came into the office.

The man may have told me that my old boss would be here to meet with me momentarily. In the meantime, the man said, I could visit the museum on this floor. The man walked me to the wall behind me -- the wall with the doorway to the stairwell.

Off to the left of the doorway was something that looked like a display. It was about the size of an animal display diorama in a museum.

The "display" was of something like a space station. It looked fake, like one solid, plastic piece -- almost like a Star Wars toy! But some part of it, I knew, opened like a door. From there, you would walk into the museum. The museum would, I think, be about the size of a hallway, or the size of one exhibit room in a large museum.

Off to the left of this "museum" was a long hallway. On the right wall of the hallway, from the waist up, were windows letting in a lot of yellow-white sunlight. The floor of the hallway was blue.

I was now in "my apartment," which was rather large. The living area, which may have included the dining area, was three or four rooms long, with all the rooms opening into each other, only distinguished from another by the varying widths of their rectangles.

The place was empty of furntiture. But there was stuff everywhere on the floor. Nothing was cluttered, and maybe everything had some kind of order. But it mostly felt like I just had all the stuff I liked just laying around everywhere.

I'm not sure, but at this point, I think I looked like Lance Loud, from An American Family.



(In this photo, Lance is standing, to the far right. The mother, Pat, is seated, in the center.)

I had my phone to my ear, and maybe I was waiting for someone to pick up on the other end. I was looking down to the floor as I stepped over all the stuff I had laying around on the floor.

I think I walked over some vinyl records, in their sleeves, and over a really old cassette tape player, the cassettes for which were bigger than eight-track tape cassettes.

I probably started thinking about music. I thought of something that I really wanted to hear. I was going to play it. The music may now already have been playing. I still had the phone to my ear.

But suddenly I realized -- I'm almost all out of money! It's totally wrong for me to stay in this place with no money. I can't sit here listening to music. I need to get all my stuff reduced and organized, so I can get the hell out of here!

I may now have started putting together a plan for how to throw out a bunch of useless papers I didn't need, so I'd have less stuff to take with me once I left this place.

I was now in a house which was supposed to be the Loud family house. At this point I definitely looked like Lance Loud. The house had two stories. I was up on the second floor, in a bedroom which had been converted into an office.

I wasn't a member of the family. I was like a friend of some member of the family. But I had also been doing some kind of work for them. I had had tough times, and I needed to stay at their house. I think I had been staying at the house a couple of days, but now I was getting ready to leave.

Pat, the mom from An American Family, came into the room. I was reclined -- somehow -- either against an office chair and some small filing cabinets, or on a bed.

Pat sat down on something and told me that she knew I was planning on leaving the house. But she said she didn't think I actually had enough money yet to go out on my own. She said she was going to talk with the rest of the family about seeing whether I couldn't stay here a little while longer.

Pat stood up and left. I looked through the doorway. There was a short, balcony-like hallway, with the stairs on the end closer to me. Again, I'm pretty sure I saw the colorful glare of Christmas lights somewhere.

I was kind of relieved that Pat had asked me to stay. But I knew that I couldn't accept the offer, anyway. I didn't want any of the manlier men in the family to think I was just being a waste by sticking around here. I knew that if Pat made a good case for me, none of the men would say anything to my face. But I'd always have to deal with them showing me how they felt in other ways.

I figured that what I would do, then, if Pat got the okay for me to stay, was just act like I was going to stay here, after all. Then, when nobody was looking, probably when everybody was gone from the house or asleep at night, I'd just pack up all my stuff and sneak out, leaving a letter saying why I'd gone.

Dream #2

I was walking down the hallway of some movie theatre. I was in a huge line either for tickets or to get into the theatre itself. The wall to my left was just a plain, beige-colored wall, possibly with some kind of wallpaper that looked like thickly-threaded linen.

To my right was a wall that occasionally had narrow, tall windows, letting in the grey light of late afternoon. There were also occasional arcade games positioned along this wall. And somewhere there was a feeling of faint, flashing, multi-colored lights.

There were a couple of people, probably a man and a woman, directly ahead of me, talking about a movie. The woman was doing most of the talking, and she sounded kind of arrogant and pretentious.

Apparently the film the woman was talking about was a short film. The woman was speaking about the director of the film. The director may also have been a character in the film -- a comic kind of character who, even though he wasn't the main character, was supposed to "steal the show."

I may have had an image of this guy in my head. He may have been a white guy, kind of rich-looking, wearing a really garish, multi-colored tuxedo, and a hat that looked either like a wizard's hat or a dunce cap, which was also multi-colored.

I then looked off to my right, to a part of the right wall of the hallway that bent diagonally toward us, making the hallway narrower. On the sloping part of the wall was a poster for the movie the woman had just been talking about. The man was on the front, in his costume. He may have been waist-deep in popcorn.

I realized that the film wasn't a short film. It was feature-length. And it was the film we were all heading in to see (or buying tickets for?) right now.

I had been telling myself that I really didn't want to see the movie. I really didn't like the director. But now that I'd seen the poster, and now that I realized the movie was feature-length, I decided that I actually would like to see it.