Xanous' Dream Journal

I can't be as detailed as I would like but heres a brief summary.

At WBTB I awoke from a dream were I was in some brothel/hotel. I spent some time showering and feeling guilty for whatever I had done. I get out and walk into my room. I apparently have a room mate and he is LOUDLY having sex with a whore. I advert my eyes and go to the other side of the room and sit on my own bed. He yells out "Sorry Mike." I reply weakly, "That's Ok." Then he yells, "Im going to cum. Here I go. Oh yeah do the shotgun. I like the shotgun."

I try to ignore all this and try to call my wife. I have no idea why I am here and really want to talk to her. I have phone issues and wake up.

I wake up feeling wide awake and I have some tea then lay dow for MILD. I feel wakeful and it take some time.

I am in my living room with some flying platform toy that I bought for the kids. I think it must be an Iron Man toy. I get on it and am able to fly around. I feel like Tony Stark. My wife thinks it's silly and wants me to come back to bed. I tell her but this is so cool. I am flying like in a dream...

Something happens here. I think I am briefly lucid but my memory is too foggy to record anything coherent.

I have a FA and here keyboard typing. I realize I have been typing my dream out in real time. I am shock and amazed by this. My wife says something and I try to get her to understand how awesome this is. I scroll through and see I have long dream that read like short stories complete with HTML coding and illustrated pictures.The the browser screws up and keeps going to other websites based on my dream entries.

Suddenly I am in the alley in some truck with my wife. We see the crazy neighbor lady in our back yard and my wife freaks out. She is messing with something on the ground and I realize is the parachute from a daytime rocket. I don't mind it. My wife says something hateful to her and she comes over to talk to us.

I go back to my DJ on my laptop and I remember back before the FA that I was in fact breifly lucid and was flying without the toy. I say something to my wife that I was lucid when I typed my dream journal. I am even more amazed. Then I begin to realize that I am still dreaming but I wake up right away sad that those DJ entries were not real after all.

I have no idea if I was really lucid. I think probably not.

4:38AM - #153 - Inside The Claw Machine - DILD

I was going for WILD here but ended up with DILD.

Edit: I remeber something else. I did in fact have a WILD I just forgot it. I remember having strong HI and then something clicked and I was able to initiate the vibrations by focusing on the back of my neck. I got well into but I either fell non lucid at that point or I just forgot the dream. Damn!

I can't for the life of me remember the non lucid part as of right now and it's driving me nuts. Was it something about a cheesy bar? Some thing about my mini dachshund? Wait I think it was something about S from work going car shopping with me. Are all these right? Hmm. Anyway...

Something triggers lucidity and I know I am dreaming. The dream starts to go dark so I stare at my hands. They look zombie like and the right hand turns into something like The Penguin from Batman.

I start walking forward. I see bars of florescent lights but nothing really lights up the dream. I start licking my hands and soon find that both of then are impossibly far in my mouth. I quickly pull them out.

I don't know what happened here but the dream sort of took its own course and I just rolled with it. Literally.

Somehow I am a coin in waiting on one of those washing machine coin slots. I am totally blind but I can feel it all.



I notice the feel of body and how round and flat I am. I find it odd but amusing. I use my imagination and sort of become briefly dual in existence. I push the coin slot into the machine. I feel myself roll down and hear the coin-dropping-sound. I see some strange track with funny looking marbles on a U-shaped track that is lit up. Then, for whatever reason I decide that I am probably in a claw machine. I revert back to human form. I am crowded around with stuffed animals. All I can think of is that episode from The IT Crowd where Moss gets inside a claw machine.



I become amused at this. I mutter something like, "What the flip, Ross?" I don't think about any iPhone but I start emptying out the machine. I still can't see very well in this poor lighting but I can feel the various stuffed animals as I push them out the flap. When the machine is empty I jump forward and morph through the hole. I feel liquid at that moment and I marvel at my own shape-shifting abilities.

I am down on the floor on one knee now. I see a florescent bar going around the bottom of the claw machine. I think, "I really hope I get some light soon." Then I realized that I forgot how the dream started. I try thinking back. I know I should know it but I can't recall it.

Suddenly, I am staring into a white void. I try to focus and see DV on my computer screen. I can't see text very well, mostly just a blurry rough layout of blue and white. I briefly wonder how I was lucid dreaming while staring at the computer. Was I day dreaming? I do a nose plug and blow through. I can hardly believe it so I do it again. I know I am dreaming so I get up and leave the computer. As I do, I see a full bar of gold stars in my signature.

Now, I feel like I am laying down. I roll over and see some very fat, pockmarked faced man that looks Filipino. There seems to be red cushion walls behind him and a kitchen door that makes me think "restaurant". Something about him makes me feel like I am back in the first part of the dream. He put his hands under his chin and makes a "cutie pie" face at me. I don't know what to think at first so I move away from him. Then, I hear a laugh track like from some cheesy sitcom show. I relax a little when I know he is probably just joking.

Then, for whatever reason, I suddenly I become afraid that my lucidity is starting to slip. I think I must have startled myself all because I abruptly wake up without warning.