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    1. Time Is What I Need.

      by , 03-05-2015 at 04:29 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      #418 - MILD - 5:13AM

      Coffee (Caffeine) 2tbsp brewed. 4tbsp sugar and about 1/8 cup milk
      I wake about 3:45am from a vivid dream and decide it's too close to my 4:00AM alarm to go back to sleep so I go ahead and get up just long enough to drink my coffee. I return to bed thinking about the dream I just had and what it would have been like if I had become lucid. I quickly drop into sleep.



      I wake my daughters up to get ready for school. There is some conversation and I randomly climb out a window in a hallway. The house is a two story and I come out on a low part of the roof. I am trapped because a woman who looks like Michonne in a Sonic uniform is on a ladder that is some how blocking my exit. I tap her on the lag and politely ask her to move. She tells me to hold on so I just find away to squeeze past. As I climb down off the roof I tell the woman and her associate that I am leaving for work so if they have any questions ask my wife. I tell them to just call for Janice (That's my mom's name... awkward.) I feel like this isn't the right name so I start to tell them they can just call for Mrs. Coon but I stop myself because they might thing I am trying to make an inappropriate joke. I wonder why they are here and what they are working on. Oh they must be installing tile. On the roof? Maybe it's something else.

      I as I drop down I land inside the house. There is a ladder on a wall that is made of tape measure. I fiddle with it noting how flimsy it is. I decide it probably won't hold my weight so I leave it alone. I remember that I should be getting to work so I check the time on my cell phone in my pocket. 11:25am. Wow I am really late!

      I look up and find myself at work. Robert M. is saying something about taking a half day vacation then says he better clock in. I think it's a little late for half day so I check the time again. 10:10AM. I become confused about the time and decide I better just clock in. I start typing my employee number and pause as I recall how I was just in my 'house' and suddenly I am at work. Then there's the time thing...Then, it finally dawns on me. I must be dreaming. I feel a wry smile come on my face and I step away from the computer. The dream collapses at this point, but I manage to get things back in order by focusing on what I should be seeing. Things are a bit unstable now but I think I can work with it.

      I wonder about goals, but when I see a bulletin board I think I should try reading it. I do my best read out loud the wobbly and changing words. [something][something] on a cob. That make absolutely no sense. Now the dream is really unstable so I try rubbing my hands then the carpet. I notice it has a red and gold pattern.

      Things get a bit more stable so I decide to walk outside while still rubbing my hands. I can't help but feel that I am literally holding the dream together by pure concentration. I tell myself there is plenty of time and I should relax. I feel my shoulders drop a bit and become at ease. Because of this the dram instantly fades away. I try DEILD with the phase method, but I am too wide awake. I decide to spend some time meditating before I get up.

      Updated 03-05-2015 at 04:31 AM by 5967

      Categories
      lucid
    2. They Live

      by , 03-03-2013 at 02:51 PM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      This dream as a little earlier than the last one I posted. I took Galantamine but used MILD. Really didn't work so well but its still interesting. The lucid was so brief that I am not adding it to my count.

      They Live MILD 4:10AM

      I have a FA and am in bed with my wife. I hear the baby crying and she wants me to go check on him. I beg and plead with her to let me try to have a lucid dream. I tell her, "I took galantamine and I only do it once a week. Any other night and I would do it but please just let me try to dream." She reluctantly agrees.

      I have another FA. I get out of bed but the house is different but familiar. I walk in the kitchen and see my wife. She looks a little like Deborah from "Everybody Loves Raymond". I don't find this odd I just know her as my wife. She is at the sink peeling carrots. The sink the old white ceramic and really deep. Some how I find out that it is after 6 in the morning and getting close to 7. I notice the sun is up and I feel really pissed that I just slept that long with out even recalling one dream. I think to thank her for letting me sleep but she looks pissed and is not even looking at me. I get a drink of water and decide to just go back to bed.

      On the way I pass my dead grandmother. I look at her from behind as she walks into the kitchen. Somehow I realize that my grandfather is sitting in the living room watching TV. I really want to get back to sleep and try to have a lucid so I ignore them. As I walk down the hallway I think, "Wow. Your grandparents are back from the dead and you don't even pay them any attention. All that feeling guilty for not spending enough time with them was all for nothing."

      I close the bed room door. It is an old heavy wooden door with a really strange knob and locking mechanism. All this is too much. It finally dawns on me. I say, "I am dreaming." but at that instant I wake up.

      Updated 03-03-2013 at 06:37 PM by 5967

      Categories
      lucid
    3. New Home *LUCID*

      by , 07-30-2012 at 11:30 AM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      New Home *LUCID* DILD


      First I am at a casino. I see that people are playing and thier machine are hitting all over. Like big. several thousand dollar wins. I think I should play. Can't find atm. So I do to a different casino just to use atm. Play once lose then leave.

      Some how I find myself in bed with my wife. It is a day we are both off and just being slow to wake up. We are in a studio appartement. And the front door is a sliding glass patio door. It is at the head of our bed.

      My dad knocks. I open the door enough to let him in. She says something.. he needs something. I wave him on tell him to get it. He leaves. I get comfy by snuggling with my wife. He comes back. I let him in. He says something about "college kids would love to have fireworks." I reply just as smart ass. Like "Boom shakalaka" (cant remember now). He leaves. I ask my wife, "Did you hear what I said?" And laugh.

      Then this black kid is at the back door. He wants to sell me candy. I notice he has some bite sized candy. It looks like leftover halloween candy. I smirk, thinking he is just selling whatever candy he has. This is no fund raiser.
      I say, "OK how much for a small one?"
      "Gold!"
      "What do you mean?" I don't know what the kid is talking about.
      He looks at me, "They are coins. You can buy a whole bunch of groceries."
      "Let me see that coin you got in your hand. Dude thats a quarter!" I laugh at him and add, "Come back later. I don't have cash."

      He looks disapointed and leaves. I can hear him talking to his dad in the next appartemnet building. I think "oh God. Loud neighbors." Then for some reason I put ice trays in the freezer. That is by the back door.

      I wonder out back and see a nice concrete patio. I see a neighbor has a grill and I see a chain where they keep it locked up. But then the grill is gone and I assume they must use it on the other side.
      I think, "We need to go get our grill and use it. And OMG we left all that stuff in the shed. We need to go get it before we take the u-haul back." I go back in.

      Now I am cuddled on a couch with my wife watching TV. I think how we got here and why. I ask my wife, "What was the price difference between this place and our house?"
      She tell me, "Only about $67." "
      "Oh not much savings then. Yeah...Hmmm. OK." I think about the house we came from. I remember the wrong house than real life. I feel confused. I catch on and try to think. I remember another wrong house but closer. "No this feels wrong." I have this huge memory gap. Think, "OK where did we come from and why?...This place is so much smaller. We still have to sell the old house. Are we just going to forclose? That's so stupid!"

      Now I am starting to get it. I tell her, "So we were better off before."
      "Yeah probably." Her head is on my chest and she looks up at me when she says this.
      I smile and say, "OK we wont move then."
      She sits up. "What do you mean? Its too late."
      "I dreamed this last night."
      "Or you dreamed this tonight?"
      Yeah whatever..." I am this not lucid but I know. I am talking about it like the dream was over but not over. I felt like I was in the dream but had woken up already. I say, "This hasnt happened. This was just a dream."
      "Whatever." She doesn't believe me.
      I get up. And look around. I look up and see the sky were the ceiling should be. That's when I really get it.
      "Yep I am dreaming."
      "No we are not." She refuses to see it.
      "Yes we are. Look up. Why do you see the sky?"
      I prance around to the back of the cough while clapping my hands and singing. "We are dreaming.

      ♪ ♫ ♬ We are dreaming. We are dreaming. We are... Dreaming. ♪ ♫ ♬

      Then I say, "Hey. babe watch this!" I jump off the back of the couch and start to fly away.


      AND THEN THE SON-OF-A-BITCH ALARM CLOCK GOES OFF!

      Updated 07-31-2012 at 12:19 AM by 5967

      Categories
      lucid
    4. Fish Dog, House Sitting

      by , 07-15-2012 at 03:24 PM (Xanous' Dream Journal)
      Aids:12.8mg menthol before bed
      Methods:Attempted WBTB WILD - Failed
      Morning Suppliments:500mg L-Lysine, 500mg C, 595mg Potassium Gluconcate, 1 Super B-Complex
      Sleep Quality: Heavy sleep. No RLS. Tired still this morning. Pillow not comfortable

      Fish Dog
      I am walking outside and the world is flooded up to my calves. I have this fish that is following me. It is my pet but it is behaving like a dog. It is jumping up at me and swimming around me and wanting my attention. I smile at it and continue to walk. I look up briefly and check the sky to do a sky RC like I do in waking life. I see nothing unusual or odd so I shrug it off and continue.

      Then I get an underwater view of the fish swimming. Like a camera is following from behind. The water is clear. The fish looks like some sort of evolved fish with legs and large teeth. Kind of alligator-ish. It is just dog paddling and half turns its head to acknowledge me.

      Then I am inside my house. Or a house. I am walking around and the Fish and the water are still present. I wonder how I could have all this water in my house and not rot everything out. I assume it is built to handle it. I look closer and start to see odd things like there is carpet and the floor is not level. I think that this really needs to be fixed and I worry some about it. I am really questioning why there is water everywhere but I just don't think about testing reality.

      Then I am looking at a fake rock pond. I see a large golden Cichlid. I recognize it as one of the same fish that I had in an aquarium long ago. (I feel guilty because I remember that I flushed it down the toilet because I got tired of it. It wasn't even dead.) I add more water with my mind because I notice the fish didn't have much room. It keeps trying to swim upward.

      Forgotten
      Damn lazy ass didn't write it down!
      Forgotten
      Damn lazy ass didn't write it down!

      House Sitting
      My mom and I are going over to my Aunts house to check on it since her and her family are gone on a long trip. We go in the front door and look from room to room. The house is familiar but different. I tell my mom it looks a lot like my first house I bought but they really changed a lot of stuff and it looks really nice. The kitchen has a door and it is partially sealed. We get it open and the first thing I see is dirty dishes that have bee sitting for days. I half expect it to stink but I smell nothing. I look and see really nice title floors and counters. I look down a hall and see a bath tub and linoleum. I am turned off by that and go back the other way. In the living room we decide to leave.

      We get outside and I see a man in a truck in the yard yell at me to let him in. He is the exterminator and needs in. My mom and I wonder why an exterminator would come so late in the day. It is about to get dark. Before I could do anything I get distracted by my older daughter and my two mini dachshunds. We all go back inside and I worry that one of the dogs will pee. I tell my daughter not to touch her because she will get too excited and pee on the carpet.

      Interpretations: None at the moment

      Updated 07-15-2012 at 03:33 PM by 5967

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable