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    1. November 3, 2010

      by , 11-03-2010 at 07:00 PM (Requiem's DJ)
      Dream Salvia Dream (semi-lucid?)

      BroY, his friend, and I were in my room. I hit the extract, lie (lay?) down, and close my eyes. I find myself on a staircase with thick fog limiting vision both up and down. I see a small child will white wings and dress fly across. Vines begin to rapidly grow and cover the railing. Moss covers the steps. I am amazed. "This is just like a dream. I can't believe salvia put me in a dream state." I think something like that.

      I proceed down the steps and through a hallway into a house I don't know. I hear noises and look in a room. There's a multitude of people performing various sexual feats. A gorilla is in on the action. I quickly run the other way and lose vision. I feel the salvia gravity as I come to.

      BroY is lying down doing a bike pedal motion. I am mad. He is supposed to be the sitter and not smoking. He comes to but immediately wants to do it again. End.

      Interesting. Marked as 'memorable'.

      Bring Your Friend to Work Day (non-lucid)

      I go to work but take my friend because we are going to play Halo: Reach. There's a lot of work to be done so we decide we are just not going to work and play games instead. Then some young girls walk come in wearing Halloween costumes. They are making silly faces. My friend grabs one to stop her escape and question her. I follow the other outside and see a cop car. I go back inside but the cop followers. It was a trap. And the cop takes my friend to jail for "assaulting" the girl.

      School Party (non-lucid)

      My friend looks at a Myspace map and sees there's a party nearby. We go over there and get in line. Some chick takes my hand to lead me somewhere but we get lost in the shuffle. Later, I make my way up some stairs and see my friend banging this chick right there in the hallway. I pass them and head to the punch bowl. There's nothing but losers and nerds around. I must be one of them.



      Everyone looks bored. I leave the party. Outside is a bad part of town and I hear some gun shots.

      My New Job: Snowplow Man (non-lucid)

      I am at my place of employment. We are separated in two groups by shifts. My group heads into a room where we entertain ourselves with Street Fighter 4. This one girl is damn good. I talk to an old friend about my new job as a snowplow man. It wasn't that interesting.
    2. August 3, 2010

      by , 08-03-2010 at 07:17 PM (Requiem's DJ)
      I took a CnG (http://lucidallnight.wordpress.com/2...oline-a-guide/) to jump start August and as usual, it worked well. Although my recall is still a little spotty, I remained pretty lucid and there were moments of hyper realism. So a pretty good one.

      Snakes. Why'd it have to be snakes? (dild)

      Don't remember the beginning too well. I remember my hands having more fingers than normal and I'm lucid.

      It is dark and I am in the alley. I see the moon and I throw my hands out, palm down and try to lower it and raise a sun. The moon begins to fall but it turns into a fireball. Sort of a sun but it just returns to a normal moon when I stop focusing on it. I try to throw fireballs/energy balls but it doesn't work. The dream is quite stable so I try for at least 2 minutes. I try vocal commands and focuses on the feeling of my hands but nothing happens.

      I fly around my neighborhood a little bit and it is sort of snowing a little. Nothing really catches my attention so I go into my neighbors house. There isn't even room to move. It is just sort of enclosed space. I lose vision but remain in the dream using tactile sensations.

      I am back in the alley and again I lose vision. I drop to the floor and feel the gravel. I re-enter the dream.

      I got into my neighbors house. NOT the normal neighbors' but a different house. I lose vision but I start destroying the place. Tossing chairs and tipping a dresser until the dream reforms and I am back in the alley.

      I fly up and see basement swing doors in my neighbors yard.



      I open them and climb down the ladder. It is sort of like a warehouse/old dusty tomb. There is dirt and some vines too. I see a snake coiled up and decide to go the other direction. More snakes. I sort of lose lucidity, just running through this place, stomping and killing any snakes in my way. I get bit at from the side by a snake and it feels just like a light bee sting. No big deal.

      I stop running and stabilize. I kick up sort dirt and just watch it swirl around. I pick up a stick and hit this bucket on a rope and watch it swing around as gravity takes its toll and it slows. That was cool.

      Then out of nowhere there is a naked women. No doubt inspired by a recent entry in Xel's journal. Things heat up and the dream is real vivid. It segues somehow into something else. I remember continuing through the warehouse place until I found Bruce Willis, who is mumbling about something that happens when we can no longer dream and we lose our hair. I ask “But what about death and God and all that?” and I wake up.

      I think there was more but don't remember. Anyways, I got to go.


      Frags:

      1. My grandfather has a computer that is held together by duct tape at a party. Kyle Gass is on drums. I eat a red snow cone and it is really good.

      Updated 08-04-2010 at 10:21 AM by 29419

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