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October 18, 2011.

Yea, it been a while since I wrote anything.

Anyway I look at a mirror and my eyes were roll all of the way to the back of my skull. I lift my eyelids as high as I can (without using my hands) to see that my eyes were looking to the top of my skull.

Beside being freak out I look at my hands and they seem so real so that reality check failed. Normally I can tell right away if something a dream or not but this one was the rare case where I couldn't. I start panicking thinking I was going brain dead or something.

Damn that mirror...

NON-DREAM
DREAM
LUCID-DREAM
NOTES

Oh Kazm, how I miss you... A little back story, Kazm was the first band I was ever in, and, as a result, the band I was in the first time I ever played guitar in front of a crowd. This is of obviously massive importance to anyone who knows me personally as it was the moment I realised that this is what I want to do with my life! Now, here we go:
I am in a room I have never seen before, but the 'look' of the place reminds me of my school (DS) style-wise. There are 3 amps sitting in the corner, 2 shitty looking ones and my epic marshall. My (former) bandmates are all there. It appears we are about to play a show. We are all talking about something or other and then a tough looking black dude comes in and says 'We should really get going now.' I believe one of my bandmates said something like 'show time!' Then everyone started walking towards a door in the corner. I panic ad shout 'FUCK! What's the setlist?' Tom turns to me and says a word that I don't recognise, and I reply 'You mean we're just going to jam completely randomly and fail epicly.' I think Tom nodded and then just walked off. I panic and run over to get my amp but the black guy says he will get it (Must've been a roadie) So I point out my marshall. I also notice that my amps handle is broken, but pay no notice. I run through the door in the corner, following everyone down some stairs and ending up in a massively elongated version of my school's (DS) sports hall. There is a stage at the opposite side of the hall to me but the crowd is blocking the way (They are seated) The chairs are arranged like a maze or something, and it takes me a long time to work my way through. Mrs Stoker is on the stage and says 'Now Performing...' I think 'Oh, it must be a talent show or something, maybe there's time to rehearse!' So I run off behind the stage to the backstage area. There is a very big backstage room and I see lots of people carrying gear and instruments from place to place and just helping the acts set up. There is a small, window sized hole in the back of the room. Now, Mrs Stoker and my bandmates are with me and say something about that being the *secret* backstage area, we go through the hole into what looks like the best shop in the world. Thousands of guitar models stacked high up. Huge 10 foot bass and guitar speaker cabs. A whole wall of guitar picks, including one packet that reads - 'moulded to fit the fingers of Skiddo' - I am losing my mind in an 'I never want to leave' sort of way. I then realise that our set was starting as I hear someone behind me on the stage say 'And now, the highlight of the night... KAZM!!!' I don't get to the stage in time and Tom starts playing using my guitar. 'Fair enough' I think 'I didn't want to play anyway.' I go back into the amazing backstage area to look around some more. My recall gets a little jumpy here and the last thing I remember is Tom coming back from playing and being really cocky. I was actually extremely impressed that I remembered so much, and that the dream was really long and vivid in general. I'm not so impressed anymore, as I stopped caring about dreams for a while and my recall turned to shit.

It was only a fraction of a dream a really small one but exciting at the same time i remember only waves and there was a storm

I was at my friends house and I was watching t.v. in his room when the lights and the t.v. both randomly turned off. Then I looked and I saw that in the corner my friends flashlight start to float toward the ceiling. That's when I realized it was a dream. I stood up and walked over to the light switch only to realize that the bulb was broken. I turned to the doorway and saw a strange man I haven't seen before and he to started to float toward the ceiling. I went up to him and poked his chest and said "hello?" and then I realized that he was dead.. he continued to float up and I didn't want to stay any longer. I started trying to wake myself up although I had never done it before so it was bit odd. I managed to wake up and I laid there for a minute thinking about it before I went back to sleep.

I can't remember the dreams I had the past two days. I'm hoping that tonight, I will be able to remember a dream and/or go lucid at some point.

-hopes this method works-

Lunar Lander

I was with someone--a friend or my brother. We were out in a field. There was a space vehicle
that looked like the Lunar Lander. The DC I was with had found it and done something to it. It
was nothing major, but I started getting nervous that the government would be able to figure
out that it had been tampered with. We decided that it would still fly because the DC hadn't
done anything to it of consequence.

A later had a dream that was supposedly to explain how I had come to be at the place where the
space vehicle was. I was flying over these camps at night. They had strange configurations of a
circle connected to a square, or modifications of that design. It seemed very logical and futuristic.
I flew over several of these camps or cities or whatever they were, then started back over at the
beginning to view them again. By the second or third fly-over, I started to realize I should remember
the shapes and or the layout of the city.

This was itself a second chance for me to remember this scene as the fly-over was a false memory.
The first time I flew over seemed to be a reminder even though I don't remember ever having the dream
the first time.

Lucid with a Hottie

I was with a bunch of people. There was one girl who was reminiscent of Christa Nicole on the X Factor.
I liked her. She was friendly in a cold, manipulative way.

I had some cookies which I was giving to everyone, but they fell in the sand of a playground. I was sad
because I am a germ-a-phobe. I decided to eat one anyways, and someone else was willing to eat one too.
Then, the girl I liked asked if I would get her some orange drink and some chocolate drink. I thought that was strange, but then thought that the combination sounded pretty good.

I said something to her like, "You're being nice, but you don't really like me, do you?" She never answered before I headed off to the store.

I ordered the chocolate drink and the orange drink. I was thinking about gallons so everyone could have some and so it would be cheaper. The guy started giving me a bunch of regular size drinks. I knew that would cost more than I wanted to spend.

I ended up leaving when I saw my Dad. I immediately knew I was dreaming. At this point, I wanted to talk to my dad, but sometimes he just stands there and doesn't say anything. I decided to turn towards the girl I was with and make it with her.

I took her to some steps inside an apartment. I started to undo her pants. Up the stairs was someones room. There was no door to the room and the occupant, a heavy-set white lady, was in bed. I was afraid she would see us, but I didn't let it hinder me.

I started making it with her. It felt so real. I moved her up the stairs into the room where the other girl was in bed on the phone. I was trying to get a more comfortable place to do it. Once we were up there, the girl in bed said, "Hey, y'all get out of here!"

We floated back down the stairs. I continued making love to her until I woke up.

Saving a Salem Witch

I went back to sleep and started dreaming about some ladies who were going to go somewhere instead of a bunch of guys having the opportunity to go. I forget where the ladies were going to go, but I started seeing, as if in a movie, Mt. Rushmore, with different carvings. I saw the real carvings, then I saw witches carved into the mountain, though they were just women, and then I saw men in hooded robes standing very tall.

As if in a movie, the carvings kept cycling so I saw the same carvings like a slide-show. Finally, the scene became real. I was watching the men in hooded robes walking in a natural setting. They were like the Spanish Inquisition. They were looking for a witch.

They ended up finding her. They were going to burn her. I found myself in a hotel room with 5 other guys in a more modern setting, but we were still going to kill the witch, and now I was in the group.

Somehow I knew that nobody in the room wanted to kill the witch, but nobody was saying anything because they might then be killed along with the witch. I spoke up. Nobody would go along with me. There were several people outside the room and we were about to leave to kill the girl.

I said to the guys, "Look, we have six people here." Somehow that made our numbers strong enough to stand up to the others.

One or two more guys walked into the room. We tried to convince them that we should not kill the "witch," but they weren't going for it. We explained that we were already six, and with them on our side, we could stop them. One of the guys got very upset and said, "Come on!" He was angry and mean looking. I got scared and started to go with him.

Then one of the original 5 guys I was with started talking to them and we all decided to stand up to the others to not burn the witch.

Dream-skip to a scene where two little girls were planting clover around the edge of circles of mud. They represented the peace from the witch being let go.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I don't like it when the weather gets worse and it gets darker outside. Had some stomach aches last night and couldn't fall asleep in hours. Woke up with alot of dreams on my mind, which is always fun. They were a bit fucked up as usual.

23.30: Sleep

05.10: Surviving in the woods
I'm with another guy in the woods. We're preparing our meal, it looks just like pasta but it's in dirty water. We take turns taking sips from the smoking hot water straight out of the metal sauce pan. We finish our meal and I get up. Monica appears. "Hey babe, let's go catch some fish" I tell her. I spot a small lake nearby and some fishing swiming around in it. They're rather big and colorful. "Hurry, get the rod out!" I tell her as I intend to catch a red one. Across the water I spot a few people walking.

I suddenly realise fishing in this place is illegal. They greet us as I try to untangle the fishing line. "Hey" I say. "We're not fishing, we're just uhm..." I say. 'I'm in deep shit now...' "Here, take this" a woman tells me and hands me a golden wobbler. It looks amazing. "Thanks!" I say and put it in my fishing bag. We follow the group of people to their camp. We enter a smoking hut, it's like an open sauna/smoke tent. We sit down and talk for a while with an old man.

05.10: Buying stuff
I'm in an electronics store with Monica, I'm sick of saving my money and feel like spending some. I walk up to a guy in the store's shirt. "Hey, show me the newest and most advanced "got to have" items you have" I tell him. "Oh, in that case, check out "Sennheiser", in a few months they're going to improve the quality of their stuff and they will be top notch for sure." "That's an amazing idea, I wonder why no one has done that before" I say. I need a new keyboard, mouse and headset. I ask him when they all will be out and he tells me in a few months, crap.

I decide to sit down in a chair and just watch the people in the store. A bunch of people working there are playing ping pong at a table and they seem to be having a blast. Monica and I feel like we belong in that group of people and they seem to like us. All of a sudden me and her start a small fight over something and I storm out. She catches up with me, I was only kidding and we go back to the people.

05.10: Dog CRAP!
I'm with my friend Henrik and we're at a fence. I'm standing on one side and his dog is sitting on the other by one of the fence poles. Henrik is also on the other side. I kick the fence pole and his very old dog, gets the shit scared out of him (yes, literally.) "Why did you do that?!" Henrik asks me. I shrug. "Gazzo, come here boy" he tells his dog. When he gets up I can see a big pile of crap. I inspect it closely for some reason and it's green and bubbling. I have no idea how, but I accidentaly get some on lower lip.

'Oh fffffffuuu...' I start gagging. Henrik also gets some on his face and he starts gagging aswell. We stand there for a while, almost puking. I spit and wipe the shit off some moss and can see a small white worm crawling on it. This makes me get even closer to vomiting. An old lady appears. "What are you boys doing?"

05.10: Fragment
*I'm at the computer and my friend Felix hands me a bunch of links directing me to different hotels. "We're going to either one of these and that's final" he tells me. They're all in China and at some kind of "feel good" spa shit. I really don't feel like going to those places.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 5 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

10.17.2011
I am in an unfamiliar house with many other people. It's clearly some kind of social gathering for older adults, with whom I somehow blend in. While mingling I come across the host, a black man in a white robe who looks like Morgan Freeman, but younger. He is addressing the whole room and although I don't hear all his words, I realize he's about to go around the room asking what everyone's spiritual beliefs are, and it becomes apparent that it is a move to single me out as the only non-believer in the room.

Of course, he goes straight to me and places his hands on my shoulder, smiling wordlessly, expecting me to profess my beliefs. I tell him uncomfortably that I'm atheist, which leads the whole room to let out an awkward laugh. The host turns to the crowd gathered around us and mentions that I am in need of saving and that I need to accept their God, clearly assuming I'd simply not been exposed to it. I correct him in his assumption and say, "I was born Catholic, raised Christian, and chose to be an agnostic atheist." This was more disturbing to them, which produced an even more awkward laugh. I laugh myself, feeling less uncomfortable than before, and am left alone.

Dream #1 - Semi-Lucid

This is a weird one. I was playing air hockey with my friend in an arcade - it was empty with the exception of the both of us. Suddenly, my friend turned into a hockey puck - the puck was red and it had my friend trapped inside of it. Two more pucks also appeared - one of my dad and one of my sister. At this point I remembered to do an RC for the first time in my life, and upon checking how many fingers I had and whether I could poke my finger through my hand, I thought that I might have been in a dream. Then, an evil puck appeared, and started slamming against the pucks with my friend, dad and sister in them. I grabbed the hockey stick thing and bashed it into the goal. Overcome by excitement that I might be lucid, I tried to summon a guitar to play, but it didn't work, and that's as much of the dream as I can remember. However, there is a twist - I probably wasn't actually lucid - I think that I was dreaming that I had a lucid dream. Otherwise the dream would have been clearer and i would have been more conscious...this dream felt duller and dimmer than most of my non-lucids.

Dream #2 - Non-Lucid

I was in a beautiful garden, with the same friend I was with in the earlier dream. The whole garden centred around a huge tree, with overhanging branches. There were round wooden tables dotted across the garden. The grass carpeted everything, including sets of stairs. There were white arches rising from the ground. My friend and I sat on one of the benches when someone passing through the garden told us that a "Lucidity Teacher" was coming soon. We waited, until he turned up. He took the appearance of Mad-Eye Moody, which was fairly unnerving. He started telling us about lucid dreaming but before we could continue, he went off on a tangent about a school musical he did when he was a kid. Before I knew it, I was backstage before the final song of the very musical he was telling us about. We marched on the stage and sang a song called "Gedanken sind frei" a traditional German song about freedom of thought, which became popular in the GDR as a message of peace and a demonstration against oppression. The performance took place on the stage at my school. Some people in the crowd were very drunk, and there were fights breaking out in the audience. After the performance, all 30 of us ended up in the bathrooms, because our teachers had rounded us up to talk to us. Suddenly, two of our (female) teachers randomly decided to take their clothes off. They ended up being yelled at by another teacher who came into the bathrooms to see what was going on. Then, everyone except for me filed out of the bathroom. I was left on my own. I went into a cubicle, and when I came out after a minute or two, there was a whole maze of toilet cubicles all over the bathroom, and there were some toilets just attached to the walls. Then the dream faded.


From this we can conclude that I have the weirdest freaking mind, and that it is shocking that I couldn't tell it was a dream!

I was in a theater watching my Huck Finn remake animation film yay ^^
the first scene involved showing credits on a book page.
then I got sucked into the movie and I was drawing the 'cartoon' of huck finn..
all I remember is that ms. Watson shouted at huck: "all that little brat does in this house is eating!!!"
Lol
bad recall today. I need to sleep early x_x

So last night, after watching copious amounts of the anime "Bleach" and doing some work for a cilent, I decided to unwind with a hot shower. I really planned out things carefully. A scented candle, a stool to sit and relax on after doing the mundane task of cleaning up >_>.

I was really at a happy place by the time I decided I'd pruned up enough. I told myself "today is the day for a Lucid Dream or OOBE" if ever there was one because I seldom feel this relaxed. Went to my bedroom, got dressed and curled up in bed. I started to remind myself that I have to wake up around 4am for this to work right and that the next scenes I would encounter would be dreams.


I tried to visualize a door into Hogwarts (a frequent dream sign of mine) and pull on it while all the hypnagogic imagery began, but I was really too tired and I drifted off to la la land. I can't recall that dream session.

The next thing I remember was waking up at 4:30am. I did reality checks before getting out of bed, and then got up to visit the washroom. I returned and decided I'd go onto Facebook with my phone and reply to my e-mail. I told a friend that I programmed my mind to wake up at a specific time and it didn't turn out too shabby. That alone gave me some courage that I was doing things right and my state of mind was good for this work. I told him I was going to attempt gaining lucidity and then shut off the phone and lay on my back...

I started doing the WILD induction and I started to feel some symptoms of paralysis but nothing too pronounced. I got some Hypnagogic Imagery which I tried to "step into" but they kept dissolving. I kept in a very positive frame of mind reminding myself that even if this didn't work, I'd get to enjoy some more pleasurable hours of sleep. So, after approx. 10 minutes, I turned over on my side. I tried repeating the steps again on my side but I felt too uncentered. I then turn over again now with my face to the pillow and tried it this time...

IMMEDIATE change! Everything felt much stronger and for the first time I experienced those ridiculously violent vibrations. I felt like someone took a jackhammer to my bed and I was surprised I didn't spaz out because I was very much concious at this point, but I kept still and rode it out.

The next thing I knew, my perspective was flipped. I felt like I was on my back clutching the sheets of the bed with my hands frantically. I calmed down and imagined floating. I heard a female voice almost like a flight attendant telling me to concentrate on the next scene. The next scene was very random... A display in a pharmacy window! I was focusing on some product in a glass bottle with blue and white label. It kept coming in and out of focus, but eventually I got it in focus. Then, I found myself zooming in on the world in a very "Google Maps" fashion and found myself in my house.

It seemed very dark and murky. I am in fact near-sighted, so I assumed at first that I'd woken up and and gone into the kitchen. I headed for a cupboard to mix myself some milk (a thought I had toyed with before bed, but decided it was best I go to bed with my stomach empty). At that point I realized something was wrong. This could not be reality because we're re-modelling the kitchen and those cupboards were destroyed. I immediately got into somewhat of a panic. Was I lucid? Was I outside of my body? For some reason or the other I headed into the breakfast room (which has an exit there) and came across the figure of Urahara Kisuke (an anime character from the show I've been polluting my mind with recently). He seemed to emanate a calm to me and I settled down. I remember distinctly that he was wearing his black cloak (

In this newly calm state of mind, I decided to visit my bedroom to make a reality check of this again. Things were so murky and strange, but I immediately slipped from the kitchen to my bedroom with that thought. I found myself in my bedroom standing by the doorway (The door in reality was closed). I could barely see in the room, so I decided to flip the switch. That didn't work. So I put out a command: "Give me clarity.", and the room began to glow with a very moonlit atmosphere. I saw my body there laying on the bed as I'd been, and saw my mother, wrapped in a white garment come into the room and lay down next to me saying something I could not make out.

At that point I woke up and quickly checked to see whether I was awake. Hand check...clear. Nose check...clear. I flipped on my back and looked around for my mother. She wasn't there and the door was still closed. I was in SHEER euphoria at the experience now. Don't think I've been that excited in years. I updated my friend via Facebook on what I'd achieved and put the details of the dream/OOBE so I would have a reference with which to write this dream diary entry.

I went back to sleep with a smile on my face. It was 6am.

I'm listening to someone tell me about a natural fiber substance that can be used to dry up floods. It's called Koomba Lock.

The guy talking about it seems like a tribal shaman. He shows me how it works by pouring some water in a jar then adding the Koomba Lock.

The fiber absorbs the water, then he shows me how the Koomba Lock can be formed into blocks for sustainable building.

IWL my friend Paul is in Thailand which is experiencing dramatic flooding, so maybe it has to do with that.

Also, the key which I was given in a recent dream, was an amulet given to me from a temple in Thailand.

Making Movies


I am with a bunch of guys and we are making a big movie with a small budget, all I remember is mixing some fake blood up .

Not such great recall last night...I was up later than I had planned on, and so when I finally got to bed, I didn't stay awake long enough to properly go through a MILD setup, and I never woke up naturally during the night for another opportunity to try, either.

1) I was running around with the characters from Inception, but I don't think we were doing any extracting business. Can't remember what we were doing, though. At the end of the dream, Eames leaned up against a rail and looked as if he was about to faint or something. I woke up as everyone went over to see if he was alright.

Dream Signs: being around people, interacting with fictional characters, being somewhere without memory of getting there

So I remember being on a school bus that was on some sort of tracks or something that made it go around in an oval shape on this weird track thing. The track wasn't that large it was maybe 70 feet long and like 30 wide. So we went down this track and came around a corner, we then went down the next straightaway and then through this next turn where we stopped at the straightaway and let some people out. I said it would be cool when they got out because the bus would go on this elevator thing down. So it did that and a roof closed over us. I now remember being in a minecraft world where paulsoaresjr was playing the game with his wife. It was a PVP server so I decided to go take all their stuff. So I went over to a chest that was on a ledge and took some stuff. I then dropped down into this little pit thing and started exploring their base. I then came in to where Paul was and I stole some stuff from his chest and ran like hell down a staircase with him and other minecraft players in tow. I came to a bridge where there was two ledges and I jumped off the left one and then I landed and a guy came up behind me and killed me.